#can you imagine the butterflies he's experiencing?

[atdawnweryd]

THE WAY THAT SIMON LITERALLY LOSES HIS ABILITY TO FORM WORDS WHEN WILLE IS FLIRTING?????

#young royals #young royals edit #wilmon #I will never be normal about it #he is AFFECTED by that boy #can you imagine the butterflies he's experiencing? #the racing heartbeat ?? #to stumble over his words like that #I don't blame him because Wille is so intenseee #what else can you do when all of THAT is focused on you??? #god i just love them #gifset #mine

[chrisevansonly]

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 | 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬

ʚ lando norris x female reader (best friends to lovers!!)

ʚ you’ve always been in the background, never experiencing the love everyone’s talking too, except you’ve been watching lando experience that feeling your yearning for…are you really meant to be alone? or have feelings been kept hidden for too long…?

ʚ a bit of angst, slight arguments, miscommunication but super fluffy and cute too (i hate angsty endings, you all know this already)

ʚ hehe the fic is finally here! thank you to everyone who voted and helped me choose someone to write this for! i hope this is okay! where it says ‘best friends found a new guy, imagine it saying girl’

ʚ word count 2k+

Moved put to a new city, June is dawning down on me, and all that I can find….

You’d moved to Monaco to pursue a sports journaling degree when you’d turned nineteen, leaving the hustle and bustle of London to come to the glitz and glamour that Monte Carlo held.  The one thing that was nice is you’d been staying with your childhood best friend Lando ever since you moved to the city, more than happy to be back with a familiar face, not to mention being able to attend many events and grand prix’s to gain a more hands on experience with your degree. 

“Okay, are you all settled in?” he’d asked coming to his guest room to check on you

“Yeah, just a few more things to unpack, thank you for letting me stay with you”

He smiled 

“Of course, I love you, you know I do, wouldn’t want you to stay anywhere else!”

There is was, the constant three words that brought butterflies to your stomach whenever Lando said them to you. The two of you had always been affectionate with one another, but you couldn’t help but wish he meant it deeper than he did. 

“I’ll let you finish and then we’ll go get some lunch?”

“Sounds good! I shouldn’t be long!”

Nodding he looked around once more before leaving you to your thoughts once again, what a lovesick teenage girl you were. 

A sickly romance in the air, lovers stroll without a care in sight, oh this can’t be right…

If there was anything you adored more in life it was love, you’d always been a romantic at heart, but as you began to reach your twenties, never experiencing love romantically or ever really having your opportunity to be loved on that level, seeing the romance within the city streets had begun to bring a sudden dark cloud with it.

It wasn’t that you hated love, no far from, it was more a longing for that feeling of warmth and comfort that only a partner could bring, and wondering when it would finally be your time.

“Pipsqueak?”

Snapping yourself out of your daze, your eyes focused back on Lando who sat across from you at the café the two of you had been frequenting, his silly little nickname he had for you slipping out 

“Hmm? Sorry I didn’t hear you”

“I was asking if you wanted to come to the grand prix this weekend, I’ll get it organized with my team if yes”

You were quick to smile, nodding your head 

“Yes please, that would be great, I’ve got a paper to write so maybe I’ll find inspiration there!”

Lando nodded, the brit matching your smile, an unreadable emotion flashing across his eyes, but it was gone before you could figure it out

“Sounds good”

Cause the sun’s engaged to the sky, my best friends found a new guy, I’m only getting older, I’ve never had a shoulder to cry on, someone to call mine…

The paddock of the Hungarian grand prix was where you met Lando’s girlfriend for the first time, something you were not expecting to happen, and in all honesty, you’d wished you stayed home now. 

“Perfect, you’re here, Ella this is Y/N my best friend, and of course Y/N, this is Ella my girlfriend” 

You smiled holding your hand out to shake which she took gently 

“Nice to meet you! I didn’t know you were coming, if I did I would have stayed home, I don’t mean to intrude” 

Ella smiled sweetly 

“Oh no, I don’t mind having a buddy to walk around with, Lando’s told me lot’s about you, you’ve been friends since you were kids?”

And there was the word that soured in your mouth, friends, yeah you and Lando had been friends for years, and yet for some reason you hated that word with a passion, you’ve never had before 

“Yeah since we were kids!”

Elbowing Lando slightly he laughed, only when you joined him, it didn’t feel right and your smile didn’t reach your eyes. 

Why did you come this weekend. 

Everybody’s falling in love and I’m falling behind. 

-

Now almost 4 years later you were twenty three and finally finished your degree, working at a small publishing firm in Monaco, only you’d long moved out of Lando’s apartment and settled into your own little studio. You often looked back on how the weekend ended all those four years ago, Ella was great, she and Lando seemed perfect for one another, but you hadn’t expected it to be a huge problem. 

“Are you okay?” Lando asked, his hand touching your shoulder gently

“I’m fine, just super tired”

“I don’t believe you, I know you better.”

Taking a deep breath you continued to pack your things, getting ready for the flight home 

“Where’s Ella, shouldn’t you be with her?” you chirped back, trying not to give away your bad mood

“She’s packing and I wanted to check on you, what’s going on pipsqueak?”

“Well I’m fine, and stop calling me that.” 

Lando couldn’t get anything else in before you were snapping your suitcase shut and wheeling it out the hotel room door, confusion all he felt watching you walk away, he was determined to find out what was wrong.

Touched the ocean, fell right in, stepped outside and burned my skin, my life won’t go my way..

You had been falling for Lando ever since you were teenagers, his eyes trapped you into him, his words filling your heart with a warmth and love only he could provide, except he was never yours, and never would be. Life had a funny way of working you thought, it was almost too good to be true to imagine yourself and Lando getting together, despite the same idea from both of your parents. 

The more you saw Lando and Ella on social media together, the more you pulled away, a constant discomfort in your chest as you watched her have what you yearned for, holding his hand the way you wished you could, kissing his lips like you dreamed you could. 

She had everything and right now you had nothing. 

Bossa nova in my room, hope that I’ll find someone too to love…because the sun’s engaged to the sky my best friends found a new guy, I’m only getting older, I’ve never had a shoulder to cry on, someone to call mine. Everybody’s falling in love and I’m falling behind.

There had never been an argument so huge between you and Lando before today, it had been weeks of you avoiding his texts, calls, and missing out on weekly friend dates that he had finally shown up at your apartment, anger in his eyes. 

“I told you I’ve been busy Lando, can’t you accept that?”

“No! Because ever since Hungary four years ago you haven’t been yourself, ever since you met Ella something changed.”

You rolled your eyes at her name

“That’s such bullshit, I’ve just been doing my own thing and getting used to working, besides my degree was kicking my ass back then.”

Lando didn’t believe a single word you were saying, he could see it in your eyes you were lying 

“Stop lying to me, we used to be close and now you’re a stranger, I don’t even know who you are anymore!” his patience wearing thin and you could tell by the way his hands were clenching 

“Lando just leave!”

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong!”

“Go away!” you yelled back only causing the driver to yell louder 

“TELL ME!”

“I LOVE YOU OKAY?! It’s too painful to be your friend, my chest constanly hurts, I see everyone else have you all to themselves, watch you love someone else, hold someone else and I’m in the background, wondering when it will be my turn-”

You paused taking a deep breath as your eyes began to well up with tears 

“When it will be my turn to be loved, to love..to experience what it’s like to be happy with you, and I’ll never have that Lando, so just go!” 

Lando remained frozen, nothing coming out of his mouth which was enough for you to go upstairs and close yourself off in your room, figuring he would let himself out of your apartment and go home. Minutes later after hearing the door slam, you let yourself break apart, not caring if your neighbours heard the sound of your sobs.

Losing Lando for good, seemed better than settling for anything else. 

Everybody’s falling in love, everybody’s falling in love, oh..everybody’s falling in love but me…

Two months had passed since you’d had that argument, yet no matter what you did the ache never left, the hole remained where you once had him, only now it hurt more than before. What could be so wrong with someone that they’d never been given a chance at love, to feel that euphoric feeling lovers talked about. Truth be told it seemed like some sick joke to you, it wasn’t fair, even if you were being slightly dramatic, never having that kind of love began to affect someone as time went on. Leaving you feeling more insecure and even hesitant to imagine yourself with someone romantically, but let’s face it…you still weren’t over Lando in the slightest. 

It wasn’t until Friday night rolled along that you were making your way to the door of your home, fervent knocking could be heard on your door

“I’m coming, I’m coming!”

When you twisted the knob opening the oak door, you froze seeing Lando on the otherside, his cheeks a rosy pink as if he’d sprinted over, his eyes filled once again with the same emotion you couldn’t read the day you’d moved in with him, all those four years ago

“Lan what are you doing-”

“I love you too.”

His words flew out frantically, his hands wringing together

“Funny joke, see you later.”

“NO! Please…I-I just please let me in baby…”

Curse your heart for speeding up at the pet name, something that felt so familiar yet foreign to you. Despite the logical side of your brain telling you to close the door, you found yourself letting him inside, closing it behind him.

“Why are you here…”

Lando didn’t waste any time as he took your hands, holding them softly in his 

“I’m an idiot, and I only hope I’m not too late because I love you, so much and not in the way we used to say it as kids, god I love you with everything in me and all these years I’ve been so unfair to you, missing the signs, I should have known”

“What if it is too late?”

Hearing you speak up you watched his shoulders drop, maybe it was a bit mean to lie to him, but part of you wanted him to feel just a sliver of what you’ve been feeling for years

“Oh-um then just pretend I wasn’t here”

“Lando?”

You tightened your grip on his hands when he went to pull away

“Yeah?” 

“It’s not to late..”

Nothing was said between the two of you after you said this, your eyes meeting as you watched a certain light come back to his, knowing he hadn’t totally lost you. In this moment he did the one logical thing he thought of, pulling you to him and leaning down to kiss you, his hands moving to hold your face, like he was afraid you’d turn into dust and slip away from him. When you pulled away he kept your face in his hands, a little smile on your face 

“I love you Lan..”

He smiled leaning down to kiss you once more 

“I love you too baby…always will”

As you moved to rest your head on his chest you couldn’t help but feel your entire world shift, had this been the feeling you’d been searching for all your life? The love and the warmth you’d been deprived of for so long? Nowhere would feel like home more than Lando would now that you were in his arms, this was home.

“Lan?”

He hummed hearing your voice mumbled into his sweater, realizing this was where he was meant to be his whole life, and now that he had you, he would never let go, because a life without you, would be a life he would never, ever want to live again.

“Yeah?” 

A pause fell over the two of you before you hugged him just a bit tighter,

“Thank you for choosing me…”

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[chrollohearttags]

what abt plug!sukuna?

first time he met you, he thought it was some kinda joke. i mean, pink nails, shortest skirt problem known to man and the tightest shirt with ‘stunna girl’ printed on the front.

now sukuna ain’t one to really hold down any girls but the way you was talking and moving ?? ma boy was down baddd. spent nights at home, fisting his dick to some pic he found on your insta page.

swore that he would kill anyone who you try to buy from other than him. he doesn’t want you to get hooked on anything that’s laced. other than his dick

you can continue 🫣, if you want

oh my goshhhh! 😫😫 fren you stay eating these up. I love this real bad!

you were the last person that Sukuna expected to see running in his face. There was just no way this cute ass girl even ran in the same circles that he did. But here you were..rubbing up on his chest and running game on him in the kitchen of the hang out spot for him and his boys. “Now tell me why I ain’t never seen you around here before..” “I be out the way..” Some of the city’s most notorious drug dealers and shooters and here you were in the midst of the party; a red cup in hand filled with Casamigos, stained with your lip gloss after each sip. Long Hello Kitty decorated acrylics wrapped around the plastic and and he could only imagine what they’d look like cupping his cock instead..he figured that you were the girl of one of his opps, looking to make him jealous or just some rich girl hanging out on the wrong side of town to be rebellious but it was nothing of the sort. You were just bad as hell..and before he knew it, he had folded!

three hours later and he had you in the front seat of his Trackhawk, hotboxing and facing a blunt. His tattooed hands resting on your calves..rubbing gently as he watched you place it between those plump lips. “That shit good, baby?” “Very..” this isn’t something that he’d normally do. Having some random girl in his car, laid up like this but he couldn’t help himself. Not when you were sitting so pretty in his lap as you rolled his weed and licked the blunt afterwards. Out of respect, he didn’t take it any further than night..nothing more than a few subtle brushes up your thigh and a kiss to the cheek. He wasn’t the type to rush things. But later than night, even after you two had long parted ways, the baddie with the butterfly tattoo, dressed like a Bratz doll was fresh on his mental. So much so, he found himself searching you up on social media and it was more than enough to keep his wheels turning. Before he knew it; sitting up in bed with a sheet tossed lightly across his lower half, Ryo found himself jacking off to your pictures. Foaming at the mouth and moaning your name at the sight of you twerking in a bikini and Moon Boots. Needless to say, he was hooked. So the next time you two linked for your next fix, there was no holding back for either of you. “I couldn’t wait to see you again. You been on my mind, baby..” “You been on my mine too, Ryo..shit!” Confessing as he held you midair, bouncing you up and down on his dick. Holding you as if you were practically weightless in his arms. A Cuban link swinging against his chest with each stroke. That night was the best you’d ever experienced! Getting high on both his sex and his weed. Placed into a mating press with his fingers in your mouth, slow thrusts from missionary with your toes in his and the backshots had you tapping out. Even so, you were hooked!..addicted and there wasn’t a chance that he’d ever let you get it from anyone else. Not if he had anything to do with it. Now every time you needed to reach ecstasy, whether through the drug or fucking, Ryo was the one you’d call. Not only that, he’d spoil you with gifts, take you out to eat and although things weren’t set in stone, when everyone saw you, they knew:

that’s Sukuna’s girl.

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[honestly-mad-person]

YOU'RE MY SECRET

｡･:*˚:✧ pairing: Xavier x fem!reader

｡･:*˚:✧ genre: smut (oral sex, vaginal sex, moans, orgasm, wet sounds, first sex)

｡･:*˚:✧ word count: 7,7K (The biggest story, yeah)

｡･:*˚:✧ a/n: When I was writing the story, I couldn't throw away the storyline of Chapter 8. How does he feel when he sees MC? Is he afraid of losing her again or will his unwavering love for her guide him through the stars so that your eyes can meet again?

In this story, I tried to describe the MC's inner feelings as if it were familiar to her. It's like it was there, but she can't remember. She'll never remember.

I want to answer MS's question about his experience on behalf of Xavier about his chastity:

"I imagined you many times, I imagined your body, and I studied a lot to fulfill the most intimate desires of your soul at the right time."

In a way, he was virginal. But next to you, he could not restrain his predatory nature.

This has nothing to do with the original character and is entirely my take on the situation.

Enjoy your reading! See ya next time!

The sun outside the window was already sinking below the horizon, filling the living room with a warm, golden color.

Looking at the cityscape, your gaze shifted to the blond haired boy sitting across from you at the table. There was a rustle and his fingers turned the page of the book. Silence reigned in the room again, broken only by barely audible breathing.

Looking at his face, as always serious, you were not thinking about your book, but about how attractive he is. His features seemed softer in the evening sunlight.

Xavier's eyes smoothly moved from one side of the page to the other, absorbing the text and occasionally they closed for a moment. Whenever this happened, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

Propping his head with his hand, he was constantly reading a book he had recently bought in a bookstore. You had one of his personal books from bookshelf.

The sight of him made the corners of your lips turn up. An outstanding young man. An experienced hunter. And part-time your boyfriend. However, there was something strange about him.

Somehow, you were watching a movie in the evening, cuddling. When your hand accidentally landed on his thigh, near his private area, he winced and looked down to tell you that your hand was not where it should be and asked him to remove it.

Confused, you looked at him. Up close, you could see how he shyly looked away, and the tips of his ears flashed a blush.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in your head. Did he have someone before you?

It would be awkward to ask him about it. Besides, he never told you everything directly. You should have asked him about what interested you in him, as Xavier immediately changed the subject.

Although you were officially a couple, there was nothing beyond kissing. Xavier never even kissed you deeply. Just sweet and innocent kisses on the lips.

Today, you wanted to know the truth. The truth that he tries so hard to hide from you.

In a moment you realize that his blue eyes are watching you. Coming back to reality, you blinked a few times.

— What? – asked Xavier, keeping his hand on the page he was just reading.

— What are you talking about? – you asked, not understanding the reason for this question.

— You… – he said quietly, drawing your gaze to his lips. – You’re looked at me...

— Indeed?

— Yes, – nodding his head, his lips barely parted. – Do I have something on my face?

— No, nothing like that, – you continued with a smile. – You just look even more beautiful in the evening light.

Hearing these words, Xavier looked away in embarrassment towards the window. He does it again. He tries not to look at you when you make him blush.

— Hey, Xav, – you called softly, tilting your head to the side.

— The sun is setting beautifully, – he said absently, without turning his head.

Looking at the horizon, you saw a really beautiful picture.

The sun was already half visible, and the sky surrounding it exploded with incredibly beautiful colors, iridescent from yellow-hot to purple. The clouds shone in the evening light, shimmering with a pearly sheen.

Suffocating at this beauty, you didn't immediately realize that you had fallen into another Xavier trap.

Mentally slapping yourself on the forehead, you turned your gaze back to him. Predictably, seizing the moment, he plunged back into his reading. It's tricky. Very clever.

— Xavier, – you said confidently, breaking the silence.

— Yes? – raising his head, he looked at you as if nothing had happened before.

— Tell me, do you have experience with women? – directly asking, you leaned towards him, placing your hands on the table. – And don't even think of running away from it.

— What do you mean by… – Xavier fell silent, looking into your eyes, fascinated by their beauty and brilliance.

— What I said, – was the answer immediately. – Have you kissed a woman for real?

Xavier was silent. His eyes slowly wandered over your face, sometimes going down, then going up. Soon, he spoke.

— Yes, with you – his look changed a little, but you couldn't understand what was wrong with him. – To be more precise, today at lunch and before going to the shopping center.

Stunned by this, you let out a heavy breath, forcing your eyebrows raised in surprise to fall back to their usual place.

— I'm not asking about myself, but in general, – clarifying, your gaze was fixed on him.

A shadow of embarrassment fell on his face and touching the tip of his nose with his fingers, he reluctantly answered.

— Not sure it happened to anyone but you…

— Not sure if it wasn't?

Under such pressure, Xavier looked away again. This time, not only his ears were red, but also his cheeks.

You got tired of this uncertainty, so you got up from the table, pushing your chair back.

A new noise caught Xavier's attention and he tensed up noticeably as he looked at you as you approached him. He mechanically pushed his chair back, sitting facing you.

— What?... – he didn't have enough time to finish his question, because the tips of your fingers touched his jaw, gently tracing the skin to his chin.

This small action made him lift his head and look into your eyes, which you could see the sunset in if you looked closely.

— Let's play a game, Xavier, – you said quietly, as if afraid that someone else might overhear your secret conversation. – The game is called "Don't look away."

— I don't like the name of this game anymore, – replied Xavier, feeling the warmth of your fingers and realizing that he won't be able to protect himself from you for long.

— Look into my eyes and don't look away, okay? – your fingers started moving again, releasing from his chin and barely touching his skin, moving down his neck, making him shudder briefly.

— What are you doing? – he said quietly, again visibly blushing.

His eyes continued to look into yours. A slight shiver went through your body at the realization of what exactly you wanted to do.

The tips of your fingers gently touched Xavier's neck and in the silence of the kitchen, in which there was still the smell of lemon cookies baked by you at the request of the owner of the apartment, you could clearly hear his uneven breathing.

Lowering your gaze, you looked at your fingers exploring every inch of his skin. Noticing that Xavier turned his head to the side, you sharply raised your eyes to his face.

— Xavier, I can look away and you can't, – you remarked, waiting for your eyes to meet again.

— I don't understand why you're doing this, – he asked quietly, clearing his throat.

You felt the vibration of each word with your fingers, shifting your gaze from his eyes to the fingers resting on his neck.

— I want to play with you, – you answered, continuing to move downwards, following your hands, which were kissing down from the neck to the chest.

You felt the soft fabric of his homemade sweater, which he didn't wear almost every day. Sometimes, you saw him wearing other clothes. You had some doubts if Xavier knew how to use a washing machine, but today you could smell the pleasant smell of air conditioner all day. It was hard not to keep from poking my nose into his chest and inhaling that magical smell of freshly washed clothes.

A heart beat under your fingers. It rattled a little faster than it should have, but you chalked it up to the closeness between you.

As your hands dropped below your chest, his hand grabbed your wrist. Looking up, you looked into his eyes.

Confused, he looked at you.

— Stop, – he said, still holding your hand.

— Xavier, – you said, bringing your face closer to his. – Don't move.

His eyes widened when you got close enough to barely touch his lips with yours. His weak breath touched your lips, fearing to somehow harm you.

Smirking the corner of your lips, you closed your eyes as you kissed him. Your wrist was squeezed tighter, but ignoring it, you touched the back of his neck with your other, free hand. A tremor was felt under your fingers. Your heart skipped a few beats and moaning softly against his lips, you pulled away from him, breaking the kiss.

Taking in Xavier's eyes, filled with confusion and curiosity, you smiled again.

— Do you want more? – you asked and received in response his silent nod of the head. – Then let go of my hand and sit tight, okay?

Your voice sounded gentle, as if you were asking your dog to obey your commands.

Fingers reluctantly parted, letting go of your wrist and placing his hands on his lap, Xavier continued to look into your eyes.

— Good boy, – you purred contentedly, connecting your lips again in a kiss.

Placing your hands around his neck, your fingers slowly trailed up her rear, causing another wave of shivers. Plunging them into your hair, you lightly squeezed it. From this, you felt a barely audible moan on your lips.

Your heart pounded in your chest again, causing the tips of your ears to light up.

This innocent, at first glance, reaction of Xavier caused you to have the dirtiest thoughts about him. The way you controlled him, the way he responded to your touch, all of it made the warmth of his stomach rise.

Unable to resist, your tongue defiantly ran between his lips, demanding that he let you inside.

Fidgeting, Xavier hesitated for a few seconds, but after your fingers tightened on his hair, he obediently let you pass.

A moan of pleasure echoed through the kitchen and you weren't sure which one of you had created it.

Your tongue explored new territory, teasing with his tongue. Xavier didn't respond to your actions, giving you the upper hand in this little game. It made you even more convinced that he was a virgin. Soon, you felt a weak and unsure response from him.

Surprised, you broke the kiss and pulled away from him, breathing heavily.

— Did I… do something wrong? – he asked innocently, looking into your eyes.

When Xavier returned your kiss, you felt the air in your chest suddenly run out and you felt a little dizzy.

Looking down at his hands, which were clenched into fists, you felt dizzy again. For unknown reasons, you wanted to touch them, so that they would gently caress your cheeks, neck, chest, stomach, and even in your mind you imagined these fingers buried deep inside you.

Your body responded to such thoughts with an appropriate reaction. Blushing, you looked up at Xavier and looking into his eyes, you felt your underwear getting wet.

— Oh, you're blushing, – he remarked in his voice, still looking at you.

— It's hot, that's all, – dismissing his words, you were about to remove your hands, until suddenly he grabbed your wrist again.

Looking at him with a dumb question, you watched as he pressed your palm to his cheek, staring at you.

— Please don't go, – he whispered softly, rubbing against your hand, holding it gently with his hand. – Did I do something wrong?

Your brain shut down. Xavier looked at you with the same "puppy" look. Mixed with your lewd thoughts about him and the way he was gently rubbing his cheek against your hand, it made you freeze in place, not giving you a chance to resist such critical damage.

There was a sharp sting in your chest and you, red as a tomato, pulled out your hand, pressing it to your chest.

— Xavier, you! – suffocating from his mercy and the shame of your thoughts, you continued to mumble something incoherent. – Bamn…

Xavier just tilted his head to the side, looking sadly at you, still holding his hand where your hand was for a few seconds.

After giving you some time to cool down, Xavier reached out a hand in your direction, not daring to touch you.

You looked at his fingers, then at his face. He wasn't looking at you anymore. His gaze, filled with sadness and pity, was fixed on his outstretched hand, which seemed to be trying to grasp something in the air.

Your heart throbbed again and, exhaling, you took his hand. He suddenly looked up, looking into your eyes.

— Just a little more, – you said and, approaching him, stood between his legs, wrapping your arms around his neck.

His head was at the level of your stomach. Still hesitant, he gently wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his cheek against yours.

With a smile on the corner of your lips, your fingers gently scratched his head, going through his hair, while your gaze was directed at the already faded sky.

— I'm sorry if I did something wrong, – Xavier suddenly muttered, pulling you away from the view.

— No, you didn't do anything wrong, – you immediately assured, blushing again at your own thoughts.

A few more kisses like that and you could really pounce on him as if you were hungry for a plate of hot and delicious food.

You were drawn to him like a magnet and it was difficult for you to resist this force. You understood this best when Xavier returned your kiss.

— Then why did you stop touching me? – he asked again in his innocent voice.

It made you shudder. Fingers froze.

— Well, it's hard to say... – trying to find words, you mumbled under your breath. – Well...

— I want more, – came to your ears as Xavier's hands fell on your thighs and gently, but firmly, sat you on his knee.

Squealing, you looked into his eyes and wanted to pour him a whole wagon and a small bucket of outrage about this, but when you met his gaze, you froze. He seemed normal, but something was still wrong.

You saw in his eyes a vague reflection of yourself in the evening rays. The longer you looked, the stronger the attraction to him became. His eyes, like a black hole, pulled you deeper and deeper.

You were pulled out of this trance by his hand, which touched your burning cheek.

— You're looking at me like that again… – Xavier said in a quiet and calm voice.

— H-how? – you asked, touching his palm with your fingers.

— As if there is something on my face, – shrugging his shoulders, he gently stroked his cheek with his thumb. – So… are you going to continue your game or not?

Biting your lip, you felt your face flush again.

— Why do you blush so often? – asked Xavier, looking into your face.

— It's not as important as the fact that… – you paused and exhaled, relaxing. - I don't want to play anymore...

Your words madeXavier freeze. Even his stroking stopped. He looked into your eyes silently.

— I don't want to play with you, I want to kiss you again, – clarifying, your palms touched his face and your lips quickly found what they needed so much. Its warmth.

The last line of defense was destroyed. What you had planned as a scouting mission to get information turned into the fact that you couldn't tear yourself away from his lips.

They seemed so familiar, so warm and welcome that it was really hard to stop even for a second.

Xavier pushed you away ever so slightly, but still gently, occasionally breaking the kiss to give the two of you a chance to take a few gulps of fresh air before your lips pressed together again.

Losing your head from the desire this boy was awakening in your body, you melted every time your tongues intertwined in a passionate dance. He absorbed you, absorbed like a black hole absorbs light, without letting it out.

The only thing you longed for, what you reached for at this moment, was Xavier. His lips, so hot from many kisses, his tongue, which was already confidently responding to you, his hands, which hugged you with a firm grip, pressing you to him.

Your knee touched his groin and moaning into his lips, you felt that you weren't the only one turned on. Breaking away from him with difficulty, you looked at his face, stained with blush. You were both breathing heavily as you looked at each other. Xavier didn't move, as if he was afraid that you would run away if he made even one move.

Your hand rested on his chest and slid down. Looking into your eyes, Xavier barely furrowed his brows, still breathing heavily.

— What are you... – he didn't have time to finish the sentence, as a moan that broke from his lips resounded in the room. – Damn…

His eyebrows came together at the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes, he leaned towards you, resting his head on your shoulder. Your other hand rested on his back, stroking his spine with the tips of your fingers. You heard a muffled moan again as your other hand traced his cock through the fabric of his house pants. What you felt confused you a little. You didn't expect that Xavier would turn out to be… a little bigger than you imagined.

You tried to imagine him in your mouth, you thought about whether he would at least enter.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by another moan and an arm wrapping around your waist, digging his fingers firmly into your side. Taking a deep breath, you felt dizzy and tinnitus again. Tomorrow you will definitely find bruises from his fingers on your body.

— Xavier, – you whispered into his ear, as if he were a child seeking refuge on his mother's chest. – Do you hear me, Xavier?

— Mgh… – he groaned, barely nodding his head.

— Relax, – your lips touched his ear, sending shivers down his body.

It even seemed to you that this tremor was heard below as well, as if his member also twitched at the signal of the body.

— Please, – he whispered hoarsely, not taking his eyes off you. – Don’t go…

Something about his words made you wince. Why did he ask you not to go? Why did he say that? Did you give him any reason to think that? Was it something else? Blinking, you couldn't clearly define the reason that could cause these words. Your lips touched his temple, giving him the softest kiss full of love.

— I won't go anywhere from you, – you answered, feeling how tightly he gripped your waist. – I will always be with you.

He flinched at your words. You stopped, still keeping your hand on his already wet pants from the pre-ejaculate.

His head slowly lifted from your shoulder. Meeting his eyes, you felt your heart freeze. You saw longing, fear and need in his eyes.

— What... – not being able to say anything else, you felt an extremely strong desire to comfort him.

Your lips met his again, when you were about to remove your hand from his erection, until suddenly, he stopped you from doing so, placing his hand on yours.

Breaking the kiss, he pressed his forehead against yours, touching the tips of his nose.

— Please… – he whispered, barely shaking his head.

You lost your mind not only at his physical proximity, but also at how defenseless he seemed.

— Xavier, – you whimpered softly, pressing your forehead against his.

No matter how much you wanted it, but gently pushing him away from you with your free hand, you looked into his eyes.

— Let me go, – you asked, looking at your waist. – I won't go anywhere, I promise.

Xavier put a lot of effort into letting you go. His brows came together again at the bridge of his nose as his fingers parted, giving you your freedom. His eyes were locked on you as you rose from his lap.

Xavier looked as if he was ready to rush after you at that very second if you suddenly disappeared from his life. You had rarely seen him so tense and it broke your heart.

Slowly kneeling down in front of him, you placed your hands on his hips.

— Everything is fine, you have nothing to worry about, – stroking him, you felt how his left leg twitched.

— You… – Xavier whispered, touching your shock with his fingers. – You don't need to do this...

— Shh, – drawing sharply, you rubbed against his arm, running your fingers up his thighs. 

Groaning, Xavier covered his eyes. His hand barely felt as your fingers caught on the elastic of your pants.

— Xavier, – you just said his name, when suddenly he lowered himself a little lower, for your convenience.

Smirking the corner of your lips, you pulled at the elastic, pulling Xavier's house pants down. Underneath them you saw dark blue boxers, in which his excited member was clearly visible with a wet stain on them.

Your lips touched his shaft through the fabric. Xavier groaned again, breathing heavily.

You understood that he wanted it. I wanted you to take it sooner. I wanted to be in you faster. Fill you with myself. Cling to your body and never let go. And it made you happy. Be glad that your desires were mutual.

Pulling off his underwear, his slender member was in front of your eyes, barely twitching with excitement. A transparent pearl of pre-ejaculatory substance was visible on the head. Having examined him completely, you saw a vein that swelled like a snake on him. Your insides groaned with desire and wasting no time, you took yours. The tip of the tongue passed over the vein.

Xavier's moans echoed throughout the kitchen as you held his base with your fingers and sucked his hot cock into your mouth.

— God, yes.. yes.. S-so hot.. – he moaned, throwing his head back every time his cock was fully inside, brushing the tip of your throat. - P-please, please, don't stop...

You didn't plan to stop. You wanted everything he could give you. Everything, to the last drop. You will suck everything out of him.

You felt how his cock, pulsating, rubbed against your tongue and stopped somewhere in your throat. Suppressing the tears that rolled into your eyes, you with even greater efforts did everything to bring Xavier maximum pleasure.

The wet sounds from each plunge of his cock into your mouth merged with Xavier's moans and echoed off the walls, dissolving into the air.

— Oh fuck… – Xavier whined, running his fingers through your hair. – D-don't stop... Please... please, I… I need to… please..

His whimpers and moans made you flow harder, harder as the head of his cock slid into your mouth. His fingers gripped your hair tighter, helping you move your head.

— Please… – Xavier kept whining, moving his hips to meet you.

You were no less crazy from his actions than he was from yours. Your swollen lips slid over his shaft, sucking more and more. You gave him what he wanted and you liked it.

— Fuck, p-princess, – Xavier threw his head back with a trembling voice. - I so want... to cum…

In the mix of the wet smacking of your lips against his cock, you opened your eyes wide, looking at him with a look of complete debauchery. Your mouth began to work even faster until your fingers, forming a ring, moved from below, from his base up, until they met your lips.

You swallowed his cock like your life depended on it. You desperately needed to get his cum. You needed her.

— P-princess! – Xavier whined, trembling under your lips like an autumn leaf in the wind. – Wait! Stop, please!

Ignoring his pleas, you looked up at him, the way his eyes rolled in pleasure and the way he tried to push you away from him.

Your hands rested on his hips as your lips pressed into a ring around his cock. The tip of your nose touched his groin every time you swallowed.

— Please, please, stop, I.. I'm coming soon, – Xavier begged you to stop, unable to watch the way you ate him down below.

In response, you tightened your fingers around his pants, pressing your entire tongue against his length, enveloping him in the warmth of your wet mouth.

Gritting his teeth, Xavier tried to keep himself from letting his cum down your throat. You both fought. He was fighting not to cum, but you demanded it from him.

Your mouth, your throat, your tongue, which so kindly received his cock, did not give him a chance. In the process of another absorption, his hips twitched and made a movement to meet your mouth.

Xavier let out a soft whimper and you felt the hot cum rush down your throat. After swallowing some of the liquid, tears welled up in your eyes. Too deep, too much. But you accepted him. Taking every drop he gave you, flooding your throat and mouth with his cum.

Feeling him twitch inside you, you slowly let him out of your mouth, squeezing the shaft and head with your lips one last time.

Looking up, you saw Xavier leaning back in his chair, breathing heavily. His fingers still gripped the edge of the table as his other hand covered his face.

You felt the remains of the sticky sperm on your tongue and swallowed it along with the saliva, licking your lips.

— Xavier? – quietly speaking his name, you stroked his thighs, but he did not answer you. – Did you fall asleep?

Giggling, you got up from your knees and were about to touch his hand with yours, until suddenly he grabbed your hand first.

With a quick movement of his free hand, Xavier dropped everything on the table to the floor. There was the sound of falling books and the clink of a broken plate of lemon cookies.

You didn't have time to look at the mess Xavier had made from putting you on the table like you were a rag doll. The table creaked piteously as the hi's hands rested on its surface. Immediately, he pressed his hips against you as if he had always been between your legs.

— Let me show you how I can work… – he whispered, his lips falling on your neck.

This time, your sonorous moans filled the room as his lips left small, burgundy kiss marks and teeth marks on you again and again. As if mad, he bit your skin, licked it with his tongue and then bit again. Arching your back from his every movement, you felt how he lit a real fire in the bottom of your stomach.

His hand crawled under your shirt and went up to find your breast.

You moaned even louder as fingers pinched your nipple, playing with it.

— Xavier! – with a voice hoarse from excitement, you bent over to meet him.

His hands pulled your shirt up and leaving your neck alone, his lips kissed your breasts, squeezing them with his fingers. Xavier moaned softly in unison with you as his lips covered one nipple then the other. The hot tip of his tongue caressed the tip, sucking it into his mouth.

Throwing your head back, you whimpered, not knowing where to put your hands. The feel of him squeezing your breasts, biting them, made your body squirm beneath him.

His lips left new marks on your skin as they trailed down.

— Why do you look at me so often with your eyes... – he rasped, running his entire tongue from that navel up to the stomach, looking at you with eyes full of desire.

Breathing heavily, you barely felt any movement from Xavier, giving you some time to rest. Your breasts, swollen and covered with traces of his kisses, rose up from the accelerated breathing and shook from a strong heartbeat.

Xavier waited patiently for an answer as he moved up to your face, looking at your red hot face, eyes closed, lashes fluttering and lips swollen from the kisses and what you had done to him a few minutes ago.

— You hear me? – Xavier rasped, leaning down to your lips, barely touching them.

— Ahhh.… – you moaned without opening your eyes and reached for a kiss, until suddenly he pulled away from you. – What?...

When your eyelashes fluttered again and you opened your eyes, you met his gaze with his extremely beautiful blue eyes.

— Why do you keep looking at me with that look of yours? – he repeated his question, running his hand over your cheek.

— What look? – your voice also sounded hoarse, but it didn't bother you much.

— A look like… – Xavier held back the growing desire in himself, which could be seen by the emotion his face was now expressing.

Furrowing his brows, he shook his head as if remembering your eyes at that moment. Licking his lips with the tip of his tongue, he looked at you with a faint smile at the corners of his lips.

— You look at me like I'm your dog, – he said, pressing himself against your crotch.

Your eyes widened as you felt his cock turn to hard again, rubbing against you.

Xavier was leaning against the table, barely breathing as he stared into your eyes as his hips moved on their own. Throwing your head back, you closed your eyes, moaning softly.

— Xavier, I didn't… – you started searching for words to excuse yourself, but feeling fingers on your cheek, you opened your eyes, looking up at him.

— If that's what you want, I'll be your dog, – he said, confidently maintaining eye contact. – I will.

Your heart froze for a second when the meaning of what was said came to your mind. Your body, excited by his touch, stretched like a string.

— I'll be your dog, – Xavier repeated in your ear, pressing his body against you.

The table creaked pitifully again as his hips began to slowly rub against you as his hot breath burned your ear.

— X-xavier… – you begged, shaking under his weight.

— Do you want me to bark for you? – he whispered with a hint of fun in his voice. - Woof, woof…

— Stop, please… Ah… – his hip movements became faster, making you whimper even more at the feeling of his cock rubbing against you through the fabric of your pants.

— Princess… – Xavier whispered, pulling away from you and looking into your eyes that clearly read an uncontrollable, raging desire, he moaned softly, narrowing his eyes. 

In your thoughts, you really compared Xavier to a puppy. You took care of him, fed him and stroked him when needed. Now, there was nothing in him that combined him with that Xavier - sweet, shy and funny.

From one look at him, you felt how every cell of your body burned, how your womb wanted him inside, how your lips wanted his lips, how your body wanted to be pressed by his body, you felt how you needed Xavier.

Xavier, who one moment is looking at you in confusion at your next stupidity, and the next he's caressing your breasts with his tongue.

Almost crying with excitement, you nodded your head.

- Good! Xavier, I beg you, please, – you begged, arching your back and feeling his arousal below.

— Then let me satisfy you in a way that only I can, – his voice sounded in your ear and after kissing the corner of your lips, he lowered himself down.

Biting the tip of your finger, you lifted your head as you watched as Xavier trailed a wet trail of kisses down your body.

He stirred your butterflies even more when his lips stopped below the waistband of your pants. Looking up at you, he unbuttoned first the button and then the zipper, pulling the tab down. His hands carefully pulled your pants off your thighs, leaving you in your panties.

Feeling the fabric slide down your ankles, you bucked your hips shyly. Seeing this, Xavier gave you a surprised look, but without saying anything, he leaned into your stomach. Lips gently touched the skin, causing goosebumps.

Hitting your head on the table, you felt the heat from his lips. His hands touched your thighs and after stroking the tender skin, his fingers tightened.

A moan escaped your lips as Xavier jerked you closer to him, to the edge of the table which creaked once again. His gentle stroking made you feel more comfortable and without realizing it, you relaxed.

— Good girl, – Xavier whispered, his nose touching the fabric of your panties before pulling them off you. – I'm going crazy from your smell...

— Stop it… – you whispered, ashamed of his words.

He just giggled at your response.

The cold air touched your skin as Xavier carefully removed your panties and dropped them on the floor. Kneeling in front of you, he let out a stifled moan, inspecting your lust-soaked pussy.

— I want… – he said, wrapping his arms around your hips and pressing his lips to yours.

As if you were electrocuted, you bent over, groaning. Feeling his tongue moving between your folds, touching your clit, you lost the ability to breathe.

His tongue moved slowly, mixing your juices with his saliva. When his tip hit your clit, he lingered on it, pressing lightly. Your body responded to Xavier's caresses with even stronger tremors. His arms draped your legs over his shoulders, gripping your trembling hips.

Licking every millimeter of your pussy, he reveled in your moans that erupted from the depths of your chest. He tormented you with his rhythm, making your back arch every time his tongue touched your clit. Moaning from the pleasure he was bringing you, his tongue circled around the pearl for his lips to gently suck your clit.

— God, Xavier, please… – breathless and feeling dizzy, you grabbed his hair, squeezing your hips. – So good... Ah, please... Faster...

Your whining mixed with the wet sounds and spread throughout the kitchen. His fingers tightened on her hips and he obediently sped up, moving his tongue. Your eyes sparkled with pleasure. Holding him to you with trembling hands, you felt that you were already on the verge.

— Xavier, nghh… Yes, so good! Don’t... ah.. Don’t stop... – you fell silent, arching from the sharp shock of the current throughout your body, which started from the bottom of your stomach and spread throughout your body.

Your entire consciousness has been compressed to a single point. To the point below, which your sweet dog licked mercilessly with his tongue. A wave of shivers slowly rolled over you. Your body shook, your thighs squeezing Xavier's head in orgasm, threatening to crush him. Hitting your head on the table again, you sobbed, feeling that Xavier didn't think to stop there.

Letting go of his hair, you tried to somehow crawl away from him, but his firm grip on your hips prevented you from doing so.

— Stop, – you begged quietly, shaking from his tongue, still absorbed in the orgasm.

Squirming on the table, tears of pleasure fell from your eyes and it wasn't until you sobbed that Xavier stopped. His tongue trailed over your entrance, oozing your pleasure. He collected every drop, leaving nothing behind. You could feel his tongue inside as he moved inside you and losing the ability to breathe, you clenched your teeth.

— Yummy, – Xavier said, pulling away from you.

Barely finding the strength to raise your head to look at him, you clenched your whole body. With his usual calm expression on his face, he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, wiping his wet chin with his fingers before licking the remains of your orgasm off of them.

Throwing your head back, your gaze went to the ceiling. You felt exhausted. Your head was spinning with pleasure, your heart was pounding wildly, and your body still sometimes shuddered. There was a rustle and Xavier's face appeared in your field of vision.

You moaned as you felt his cock brush against your pubic bone, his lips falling to your neck again.

— Xav… – you begged hoarsely and quietly, slowly regaining control over your body.

— Yes? – he mumbled, hiding in the crook of your neck.

— I... I want you… – you said, wrapping your weak arms around his neck, pressing him to your chest. – Please…

You felt him tense under your hands. Moaning softly, he pressed against your body for a while longer, inhaling your scent. Pulling back, he slipped out of your arms and looked into your eyes.

— You… are you sure? – he asked, swallowing loudly.

You nodded and looked down, touching his neck with your fingers, smiling gently.

— I want to belong to you not only with my heart, but also with my body, – looking into his wide-open eyes again, you smiled even wider. – I want to give you everything I have: my thoughts, my love, my body, my desires, my pleasure, my life...

He shuddered at the last words. His look changed. It became darker. You looked again into the black hole that swallowed you.

— Say it… – he whispered, looking into your eyes. – Say it again... Please...

— I want to give you everything, – you repeated, holding back your laughter. – From my thoughts to my life. It's all just for you.

His lips pressed greedily into yours. The salty taste of your orgasm made your head spin again. You went crazy with the realization of how hard he worked to make you cum and the heat spread again in the lower part of your stomach.

Xavier's tongue immediately entered your mouth, taking complete control of the kiss, causing you to moan into his lips. You began to gasp, unable to fight his onslaught. Your hands touched his neck, shoulders and went down to his chest, reaching his cock.

You heard a moan as your fingers brushed against his shaft as your hips desperately tried to get into a position to drive him into your lap, but without Xavier's help you were having no luck.

After breaking the kiss, he barely touched your lips with his for some time, breathing heavily.

— Xavier, please.. move, – you whispered, almost whining against his lips.

Without answering, he moved his hips away from you, allowing you to direct him. Your heart pounded as the head of his cock thrust into your passage.

— Please, – you begged again as Xavier looked into your eyes, increasing the distance between your faces.

— I won't be able to stop, – he muttered, blushing.

— I don't want you to stop, – you shook your head sharply, taking his face in your hands. – You have to make me yours, remember?

A light flashed in his eyes and moving one hand to the edge of the table, above your head, he supported his cock with the other, penetrating you. Your womb met his hot and wet, making you both gasp at the sensation.

Leaning towards you, you touched your foreheads to each other and closed your eyes, enjoying the merger. Your hands were still holding his face as his cock slowly stretched you from the inside, filling you up.

— Xavier… – you whispered, feeling your walls squeeze his throbbing length inside you.

— Oh... fuck.. it's so tight inside you, – he whimpered and, letting go of his cock, let him enter the end on his own, putting his hand on your waist.

In those brief seconds, you felt as if the whole world had disappeared, leaving the two of you alone. Nothing but him inside you. When his head touched your cervix, you finally let out a moan of pleasure. At first, you were uncomfortable with his size, and knowing that, Xavier made a frantic effort not to thrust into you immediately. Even with a blinding desire for you, he still cares about your comfort.

— How do you feel? – he rasped, raising his head and looking into your eyes.

You took a short breath, nodding your head. Moving your arms around his neck, you pulled Xavier closer to you, wrapping your legs around his waist. His nose nuzzled into the crook of her neck and his hips began to move slowly. Your soft moans blended together as Xavier pressed his body against you, bumping into your cervix.

Scratching his neck with your nails, you enjoyed every second of him being inside you. Your bodies were tightly connected inside. Your walls wrapped around his throbbing cock, making you hear his heavy breathing against your neck mixed with whimpers.

— It's so tight, – Xavier whispered, wrapping his arm around your waist. – I can't... think...

Your hips moved to meet his, urging him to speed up.

— Xav... faster... – closing your eyes, you restrained your moans to say these words and soon, you felt the friction become more intense.

— I won't stop, – he said, obediently complying with your request.

Your body arched beneath him every time his full cock disappeared into your womb. The sounds of bodies slapping against each other, the creaking of the table and your babble were music to your ears.

With each thrust, heat engulfed your body. It was becoming difficult to breathe, the head was spinning more and more, and the skin was slowly covered with a thin layer of sweat. Suddenly, Xavier was out of your arms and towering over you, he threw your legs over his shoulders, keeping your hips in the air.

You moaned loudly. when the cock was thrusting into you from a new angle. Grabbing the edge of the table with your hands, you looked into Xavier's eyes. In them you saw his darkest desires, his need for you. Each of his thrusts was accompanied by the creaking of the table. His gaze wandered lustily over your body, lingering on your bouncy breasts, which teased him with their appetizingness, decorated with crimson marks, went down to your waist, which also showed bruises from his hands, and finally, his gaze caught the small bulge at the bottom of your stomach , which appeared every time he penetrated you to the end.

— My princess, – he moaned, looking into your eyes again and squeezing your hips tighter. – I love you, I love you, I love you unconditionally.

Barely understanding what he was saying, you looked at him with a clouded look of pleasure, wanting to press into him again. Sobbing in pleasure, you reached out one of your hands to him, choking on scarlet moans.

— Please... I want... – whining, you once again pushed him on this table. – I need...

Releasing your hips without slowing his pace, he leaned into you, letting your hands grip his neck. Your lips met in a kiss again, exchanging saliva.

Your bodies were sticky with sweat, but that didn't stop Xavier from pounding into you faster and faster. You weren't worried about whether or not you'd be able to walk tomorrow, just like Xavier didn't doubt that he'd be carrying you in his arms all day. A wild desire took hold of your minds, causing your bodies to move in a frenzied rhythm of love.

Xavier drove his cock into you, wet with your juices, slapping his balls against your ass, met the obstacle in the form of the cervix and returned with a low growl to repeat the same actions. Slipping his hand between your heated bodies, he touched your clit. Almost crying with pleasure, you scratched his neck, shoulders and back, not knowing where to go. The air in your lungs was running out as fast as he was fucking your cunt. Your vision became blurry, everything was spinning and the only thing you felt was the near end.

Xavier's voice was whispering something in your ear, but it was hard to make out. Grabbing air with your mouth, you felt as if a little more, a few more thrusts and your body would collapse under his onslaught.

— Xavier, – you whined hoarsely under him, feeling extremely dizzy. – Nghh...

Your brain short-circuited and your body was covered by an explosion. Arching in the back, you squeezed your whole body. Clinging to Xavier with your limbs, you didn't give him a chance. Cursing in your ear, he tried to hold on, but your walls squeezed him too hard. He crashed into your thighs, plunging deep into you and finished with a loud moan, flooding you with hot cum. His hips gave a few thrusts as if he was trying to push as much of his family into you as possible.

Your body was shaking with orgasm, but your grip on Xavier slowly loosened. Soon, as your consciousness returned to reality, hot streams of tears flowed from your eyes.

Hearing your soft sobs, Xavier jerked up, still buried deep inside you. Confusion and excitement were reflected on his sweat-dampened face.

— Princess, – he asked in a husky voice and, clearing his throat, took your face in his hands. – Why are you crying? Are you hurt? What happened?

You looked up at him with a smile, feeling his fingers wipe the tears from your red cheeks. You couldn't answer now. Shaking your head negatively, you looked into his eyes. Panic and incomprehension grew in his gaze, which almost made you cry even harder.

Clenching his teeth, he pressed himself against your body, touching his lips to your shoulder.

— I'm here, – he whispered, feeling how you occasionally squeezed him in you. – I’ll always be with you.

— Xav...

You took a deep breath, trying to calm your feelings, and wrapped your weakened arms around his neck.

— Yes, princess? – he answered, pressing closer.

— So you weren't a virgin? – you whispered hoarsely, gently stroking his back.

He noticeably raised his head and looked into your eyes.

You thought I was... - his eyebrows went up in surprise. - Why?

— We just had sex for the first time... in our relationship.

— I've been saving this moment for a better time, because you deserve the best first time, – his voice was muffled and his breath burned your neck. – But you decided to rush this moment. 

He laughed and poked himself in your neck again. 

— Okay, but, – you stopped stroking him after a moment. – If you're not a virgin, and you said you had no one before me, then…

You felt Xavier relax against you. The table cracked under your weight and you groaned in indignation, but you couldn't stay angry with him for long. 

— Did you fall asleep? – you shook your head and hugged him tighter, deciding that five minutes wasn't that long. 

 When he wakes up, he will take you to bed and clean up the mess he had made. Just 5 minutes.

— I'll never let you go, – Xavier said in a sleepy voice. – It doesn't matter where you go, how far you will be, I will always find you.

— Pretender…

— No way…

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✧˚ · . happy birthday (malleus draconia x reader)

summary: from what malleus understood, birthdays are supposed to be celebrated merrily with family and friends. that is why the fae was so happy to receive your invitation for your special day, but why did he find you alone and crying under the night sky?

warnings: mild angst + slight ooc (its been a loooong time since i wrote for twst 😭)

note: i hope u guys will enjoy and if you ever experienced something like this i am so sorry 🫂 + i am late for malleus birthday so i wrote for twst en 2nd anniv instead hihi

recent fics: in sickness and in health & so what are we? & when your hopeless streamer gets a girlfriend (ace x reader)

for faes, time is a fleeting moment. having to watch others age and wither away, it was no surprise that malleus finds them so fragile and consistently succumb to age. and yet, malleus still discovers them to be fascinating - especially after he met you.

"are you a visitor? that's surprising. i am (name), the housewarden of the ramshackle dorm. sorry if you want to visit. our place is a little rundown right now, but how can i help you?" 

the peculiar house warden of the ramshackle dorm who never seems to be afraid while being in his presence and even asks him to be his friend. having someone other than his found family in diasomnia, he never thought he would get to learn new things after living for so long.

"oh yeah, i remember now. mal, can you come the day after tomorrow?"

"hmm? i can come here every day if you want, treasure. but why the specific date?" he watched as you became silent momentarily as if hesitating to say something before giving him your usual smile, sending butterflies raging again in his stomach. 

"nothing, i just want to celebrate my birthday with you."

imagine how he was on cloud nine after you invited him on your special day! from what malleus understood, birthdays are supposed to be celebrated merrily with family and friends. and he is very determined to make his gift the best you can get. and a determined malleus draconia won't stop finding a way to make you the happiest one on that day.

"do you think they would like this?" 

"having to receive a gift from you, my liege, is already a blessing!" sebek sobbed with tears comically running down his face, mumbling how he envied you for having the chance to receive a gift from the malleus draconia.

"oh malleus, i am sure little bat would love it." lilia chuckled, seeing the fae panicking over his present, even after spending two whole days and nights to find the perfect one to give you. 

silver, who was watching it all unfold, had a somber expression before sighing deeply. "father is right. i noticed how (name) looked like they were in low spirits earlier, i'm sure it will cheer them up." that seemed to stop malleus in his tracks; you were sad on your special day?

"silver, can you explain more about that?"

"it seems like they were having a bad day; when i greeted them a happy birthday, they looked happy for a moment before walking away looking glum."

that seemed to dampen the mood in the room, not knowing what to say. one look at his watch, lilia couldn't help but gasp in horror. 

"if you spend more time here, you will miss the opportunity to make little bat happy on their special day."

"that would be horrible. i must leave immediately!" in an instant, the dragon fae disappeared, leaving traces of green fireflies in his wake. seeing how rushed he went out, lilia couldn't help but let out a loving sigh.

"ah, young love!"

the fae appeared in his usual spot at the massive tree by your dorm, expecting to hear cheers and singing of happy birthday for you because, according to lilia, birthday celebrations are usually loud. but to his surprise, he was met with silence and a seemingly empty building.

"...oh? has the party not started yet? or is it finished?" 

malleus looks around to find any signs of you or your friends - a pout forming on his lips, feeling sad that he might have missed your birthday celebration. that is, until he passed by the field you two always walked by during your night trips. that is when he finally found you, facing the flower field while curling yourself into a ball. from where he was standing, he could see your figure shake, followed by the sound of your voice

'(name)...?'

"i just want to feel special just one time..." he watches as you try wiping the tears rolling continuously down your face but to no avail, echoes of your cries being carried away by the wind. malleus knew he should do something but couldn't bring himself to move from his spot.

because it is the first time he has ever seen you cry. 

"... i already knew i wasn't worth anyone's time," you mumbled and sighed deeply. "i am an adult now. i shouldn't feel this way. but why..." you didn't even get the chance to finish as your voice cracked at the end, lips trembling in an attempt to stop the sobs from coming out, but it was as if your body had another plan and let it all out. 

"why am i so easy to forget? haven't i done enough to be loved?" looking at the flower field ahead of you, despite the tears blurring your vision, you couldn't help but laugh. "am i that so isolated that i am talking to flowers now?"

the wind picked up for a moment before someone put their blazer around you, followed by a voice you knew all too well. "they are a wonderful companion too."

"m-mal! how long have you been standing there?" in a panic, you start to wipe your face with your sleeve and avoid eye contact with the fae, covering your face with your hands as you nervously laugh. before you could speak, cold yet gentle hands found their way to your hands. this caused you to turn your head to look straight at malleus, who was looking at you with his face filled with worry, his eyes reflecting the turmoil of his thoughts.

"give me names." you blink at the sudden statement, confused.

"what?"

"give me the names of those who made you sad today. how dare they make you cry?!" the harsh wind stirred up the fallen leaves, clouds covering the starry night as malleus frowned, his hands getting tighter and tighter as the moments passed by. one closer look at your features and he could tell you've been crying for a while now, making him angrier. 

you were silent for a moment, shadows covering your eyes after, before wrapping your arms around him, burying your head into his chest. malleus was confused. the world stopped moving around him - his heightened hearing focused on your breathing and the sound of... laughter?

"... (name)?" hesitantly, he raised his arms before slowly wrapping them around you, hearing a hum of approval. the two of you stayed in each other's arms for a minute before you broke the hug and malleus could see you looking at him.

"thank you for coming. sorry if you had to see me that way." you turn to look over your dorm and shake your head disappointedly. "i thought you would also forget my birthday. i didn't expect you to come." playing with your hands nervously and taking a deep breath, you glanced him in the eye and gave him a strained smile.

"no one remembered my birthday until sebek and silver greeted me. i thought grim, and the others were acting like they didn't know; maybe they were going to surprise me, that's all!" malleus stayed silent, watching as you tried holding back your tears while telling your story. 

"i would never expect their genuine shock after hearing it." remembering the look on your friends' faces was enough for you to feel the raw emotions over again. "it might sound petty, but i just expected better, you know?" you sniffled. 

"whenever someone in the group celebrates their birthday, they remember every detail and all; the effort is there and everything. but when it comes to me, all effort disappears." you turn to malleus, and everything breaks down.

"all i ask is to feel special just this once. for people to see me as me - not the magicless human or the one who came from another world. is it hard for anyone to see me as their friend?" feeling the strength in your legs disappearing, you would almost fall to the ground if not for malleus catching you at the last minute.

the dragon fae held your hand in his, grasping it as your hand was made of glass. "didn't you invite them like you've done with me?" even though he was angry at your friends, malleus held back the voices in his head as he remembered about you talking about them so proudly.

"i did. but there were so many activities and exams for us first years this week."

"but being busy shouldn't be an excuse." he stopped before going on after finding you listening to him. "human friendship still confuses me, but the fact that they are not exerting the same effort they have to others - aren't you being... what do they call? taken for granted?" judging from the look on your face, he knew he had hit a sore spot.

"..."

"but that doesn't mean you should see yourself as someone lacking. you are worth so much love, my treasure." he runs his hand over your cheek before grabbing his gift and handing it to you. "i know how you treasure them, and how much they adore you too. maybe they are not still used to it but never think of yourself as the problem." you opened the box and stood unblinking, trying to process what you just received before staring back at malleus, demanding an explanation.

"i don't think i deserve this." inside the box was a beautiful emerald necklace. the enchanting green emerald reminds you the same way you would get lost in Malleus' eyes.

"nonsense. this is my gift to you, something that holds my magic to protect you whenever i am not around. without you, i don't think i would ever learn the joys of being friends with you as well as falling in love." he then wrapped the necklace around your neck, feeling satisfied with how it looked on you. he knelt down and took your hand in his, giving a kiss on the back of yours before staring back at you.

"happy birthday, my treasure. sorry i am late with my greetings. i was looking for the perfect gift-" without wasting another moment, you crouched down. you shared another hug with the fae, burying your head into his shoulder. he could still feel your body shaking not from sadness but joy. his hands wrapped around your back and gave you small rubs, attempting to soothe you.

"you silly dragon, just your presence is enough for me."

"is that so?" he hummed, letting your body relax into his.

"...thank you mal."

"anything for you, dear."

bonus!

heartslabyul, savannaclaw, octavinelle, scarabia, pomefior and ignihyde gang hiding in the bush to surprise you but ended up hearing everything you just said:...

silver looking at the big group, sighing: you guys messed up big time

lilia: hush they are about to kis-

sebek: WAKA - SAMAAAAAAAA

grim: NOOOOO MY HENCHHUMAN I AM SO SORRYYYYYY IT WAS ACE AND DEUCE'S IDEA!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst imagines #twst scenarios #malleus draconia x reader #malleus x reader #malleus draconia #faeryarchives #a.diasomnia

[fwckriley]

I've read lots of fanfics and headcanons about Ghost with partners who are usually kind, pure, like a angel, all flowers and butterflies and stuff etc. I get it, but no offense, and looking at it from another perspective, when you think about people who have experienced childhood trauma, they tend to repeat certain patterns. I'm not saying that every person with a traumatic past will have a toxic relationship.

But, you see: I personally believe that Ghost would never give a chance to someone he deems "perfect," innocent, pure, because that's completely opposite to how he sees himself. How could he be in a relationship with someone so different from him? How could he be understood by someone who doesn't have a certain darkness within? I'm not saying it wouldn't work, but I think a part of him would never fully reveal itself out of fear of being judged. On the other hand, I believe he would also seek out people who, in some way, are unattainable, to reaffirm that little voice inside him saying he doesn't deserve to be loved. Of course, none of this is really true, but that's how the mind of someone with many traumas tends to work.

I think he would avoid relationships and commitments for a long time, and wouldn't be able to choose someone outside of his field of work. "Normal" people could never understand the things he does, they could try, but never fully comprehend. In my opinion, he would fall in love, without realizing it, with someone from his field of work, probably a teammate with whom he shared many experiences. Someone with whom he has a deep connection. And, as I mentioned at the beginning, I believe he would unconsciously seek out more complex people. I see him attracted to people with a similar outlook on life, who are tougher and more realistic. Who share a darker sense of humor. Who have also experienced some kind of trauma in the past, so they can understand how he feels. I imagine him in a relationship with someone who has these characteristics, and unlike him, is ambiverted or extroverted. Someone who challenges him, calls him out when he's wrong, or is determined. Someone honest, but not rude. Someone funny, smart, creative. Someone with a thirst for adventure and a spark, to contrast with some parts of him.

But honestly, I can't picture him with someone he deems pure and perfect. He doesn't feel worthy or even attracted to that. He tends to surround himself with people who are similar to him because that's where he feels comfortable. Just to clarify, it doesn't necessarily mean that this partner in question would be a bad or toxic person, but simply someone similar to him. I believe Price is the best example of that, who is good but not innocent, not entirely right.

In the end, I think the relationship with the chosen person would be a challenging but functional one. Not toxic, not abusive or destructive, just difficult. Traumatized people are human and fully capable of relating to each other, but it takes patience and determination, and a lot of work. I think that over time, they would improve greatly. Because Ghost's biggest fear is one-sidedness. He needs to know that he is protecting and helping, but he also needs to feel protected and helped.

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[espinosaurusrexex]

Hopelessly Devoted

BuckyBarnes x Reader

summary: It's so simple sometimes. You meet the right person, and it all falls into place. Bucky never imagined he'd get this lucky. So what better way to remember it than on the second-best day of his life?

a/n: Hi, this is me describing every Bucky fangirl’s experience ever… and then a little more. This might be a song imagine? I don’t know, it’s heavily inspired at least.

word count: 1.6k

warnings: none, really, none - everything is good here, stay as long as you like 💕 - fluff

･ﾟ✫* 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 ｡✭･ﾟ

consider listening to: Butterflies (feat. AURORA) - Tom Odell

“Hi, I’m Bucky.”

That was all it took. That was it. Three simple words and you were at a loss for yours. 

He had that charm hidden in the corner of his smile and still evident even now. A confident smugness is etched on his features when he flirts with you. But you have learned that it is not just there, in the dark edges of his lips. It is in the crinkles of his eyes when he laughs, too. It is in the touch of his fingertips when they stroke over your skin. And it is in the whisper of his voice when he mumbles sweet nothings into your ear. 

‘Follow me.’ He’d say, dragging you down alleyways in Brooklyn and telling you stories upon stories of his and Steve’s adventures a hundred years ago. And you would listen, hang onto his lips like sugar, eyes big and wondrous in childlike admiration. Bucky would tell you every little detail, simply because he loves seeing the expressions on your face turn. You listen to him - actually, listen. And while he’d been in positions like this in his life before, especially as a Sergeant, he has never experienced this kind of attention. Your listening is laced with adoration and love and respect and awe and so many more beautiful things that prevent him from ever stopping to tell you about his past. 

He is not that open, normally. Not towards many people, at least. And you know that, which is why you also have a tinge of gratefulness within your attention. It is also the reason you let him talk for hours. Even if sleep fights to overtake your mind, even if you have important things to do, even if the world would come crashing down, you’d listen to him. Because Bucky is special.

It didn’t take long for you to realize just how special he is to you. But it sure took some time for you to say something. 

Months of pining and watching him from corners of the room, wishing you were in his arms instead. They’re warm and strong, and the kisses that accompany them when he encases you in them hold so many promises. 

Now he’s yours. And he’s about to make that promise forever.

❁ ❁ ❁

Klick, klick... bam!

There, it happened.

He’s in love. Just like that - clicked into place like the puzzle piece he never knew he missed. 

It is a little scary, but who cares when it feels like that? Like thunder and warm tea, like cuts and soothing kisses, like... butterflies. But wild ones, the ones brave enough to fly out in the storm. He’s invincible when he’s with you. There is nothing holding him back from being on top of the world. And it's the strangest feeling, really. 

There are no more empty heartbeats pumping cool blood through a body he was sure has died many years ago. The second you look at him, all of him comes back to life. He is able to experience living again. And he wants to do it with you - over and over again. God, people have told him how incredible this feeling is, but experiencing it is like unlocking a different part of himself. Sometimes Bucky feels as though he’s watching someone else’s life. And he’s just a random passerby that gets to experience a glimpse of his dream. But then your fingers graze his skin, and he is reminded that this is in fact real. You are real. And there is nothing more amazing than that.

From the first day, you had that kind smile and those special eyes - the ones that can see through every wall he tries to put up. You can see his emotions with them, Bucky is sure. And for the first time in a long, long, time, he’s not scared of having his mind read. It feels natural to let you do it - it feels safe. He wants to share it with you - especially the things he can’t say because he simply doesn’t know how. He’s grateful you have that power. 

So, Bucky knew it the second he met you, that you are impossible to get over, even if he’d never get to have you. But when he’s watching those promising eyes stare up at him, he cannot keep himself from smiling.

Now you’re his. And you’re about to make that promise forever.

❁ ❁ ❁

The audience is watching you intently, but there’s only Bucky and you. Everything else is a blur of white and green in your peripherals. Bucky is holding your hand, and the heat spreading from his body to yours relaxes you. His fingers are trembling a little, but Bucky doesn’t care. He’s happy. Possibly the happiest he’s ever been, and at the same time not the happiest he’ll ever be - because that is to come, with every day adding on to this one.

Your name falls from his lips and you gasp at the raspiness in his voice. “From the moment I saw you, I knew it. I knew you were my happiness.” A smile breaks through his face - even wider than the one before. “Two years ago, I thought I was okay. I thought I had arrived in the life destined for me. It wasn’t a great one, but it was better than anything I could have hoped for. And then you happened - just stepped into my life with that sunshine smile of yours - and I realized that you could give me so much more than I thought I needed. I’ve gotten so used to your warmth by now, but I’ll never take it for granted. I just...” Bucky has to stop and catch his breath, but when he does he smiles at you again and his eyes are soft. “I don’t think I would survive without you now.”

He’s crying, and there’s something so wonderful about the tears leaving his eyes. They wash him clean of all the fear his old self holds. There is nothing scary as long as he can face it with you.

“I love you, so much.” A look at your fingers in his, and a tear settles on your skin, shooting a wave of goosebumps up your arm. “You don’t know it, but you saved my life.”

His eyes lock with yours again. Warm blue swimming in salty water - they’re happy. He’s happy. You have not realized that you have held your breath the whole time. There was no way to concentrate on breathing when you could feel every word of his stroking through your body in warm heaves. Bucky bites his lip as he watches your eyes shine with tears as well. There is so much more he could say. He could fill a week’s worth of hours talking about how much he appreciates you - but he settles for the few vulnerable words he released for everyone to hear. The rest is for you to read in his touch and stare, in his smile and the kiss he is about to share with you. He’s getting all giddy thinking about it. He’s done it a million times before, but this is it. The Kiss that settles it all.

You send an encouraging smile his way, and he slowly nods as his hands squeeze yours softly.

“When you touch me, I feel butterflies.” Oh, you hadn’t planned to just blurt it out like that. But it just happened. There was so much swirling in your head, the text you have rehearsed is suddenly not enough to do him justice. A small giggle rustles through the crowd, but you don’t care how childish it sounds. It’s true, and it’s the best feeling ever.

“I’ve known it for so long, I have. But feeling it every day anew surprises me. You are amazing, and kind and so incredibly thoughtful. Being with you feels like being myself. And I love that you can make me feel this way.” A tear rushes down your cheek, and Bucky struggles to keep his hand in yours instead of wiping it away. “I’m so lucky - I think it every time I think of you. And I thank the universe for gifting me your heart. Because, for whatever reason, I was worth it.” You have to pause for a moment to catch your breath, but his touch grounds you. There are too many things you want to say, and it would still not be enough. So you settle for the most important one. “I love you, Bucky. I love you so much it hurts sometimes. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

You share a shy look with him, letting all the feelings flow through your body. The room is listening in anticipation when you both say your ‘I-dos’ and even though you know there would not be any surprises, your chest feels freer in a way. Bucky struggles to let go of your hands to turn to Steve, who is handing him the ring. And as he slides the delicate metal on your finger, he can’t stop the small sob from escaping his lips. It’s too amazing, too overwhelming - but at the same time, a feeling he doesn’t want to let go of, either. Your hands tremble when they carefully trace over the gold carving on his vibranium finger. Whatever is said rushes by you in a blur and you can only register the smile on Bucky’s face brightening even more. His hands reach out to you and press you to his body until his nose touches yours and his thumb gently strokes over your cheek.

It’s the moment before the fireworks go off, the second before the sprint, the little shimmer of excited heart race before the confetti explodes in bright and vibrant colors.

“I’m gonna love you 'til the day I die,” you mouth in perfect unison before capturing that promise with a searing kiss, letting the explosion paint your love on the walls for everyone to see.

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[taeghi]

CAN U PLEASE WRITE AN ENHYPEN MFM THREESOME!!! i love ur writing and i need this lol <3333

triad of hearts || (m)

⁂ pairing : boyfriend!jake x reader x boyfriend's bestfriend!heeseung

⁂ summary : what happens when your boyfriend finds out you have feelings for his best friend?

⁂ warnings : SMUT, pure filthy smut. minors dni!

⁂ word count : 5,600

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the sun cast a warm glow through the curtains of the cozy apartment where you and your boyfriend jake, and his best friend, heeseung found themselves spending a lazy saturday afternoon together. the atmosphere was relaxed and filled with the familiar sounds of laughter and easy conversation. 

the living room was adorned with comfortable furniture and decorated with trinkets that showcased the shared memories of the trio’s adventures. the couch was strewn with colourful cushions, a soft throw blanket draped over its arm, inviting anyone who passed by to snuggle up. the coffee table adorned with a few empty cups and a board game they had played earlier, bore witness to the laughter that had echoed through the apartment. 

you sat beside jake on your couch, your heart filled with so much affection for him. you cherished your deep connection and admired his unwavering support and understanding. your relationship was truly built on trust, love, and shared dreams. an you were grateful for every moment you spent together. 

however, you couldn’t help but feel a flutter of butterflies in your stomach whenever heeseung was around. his magnetic personality, quick wit and genuine kindness had captured your attention from the first time you met. heeseung was more than just jake’s best friend; he had become a great friend to you as well, someone who you could confide in and rely on. 

as your trio lounged in the living room, you engaged in light banter, reminiscing about your college days and sharing stories of your recent lives. you found yourself stealing glances at heeseung, his infectious laughter resonating in your ears, and his warm smile lighting up the room. you admired his intelligence, passion for music and his ability to make everyone around him at ease. 

jake, oblivious to your internal struggle, leaned back on the couch, one arm casually draped over your shoulder. he shared playful conversation with heeseung, their bond as best friends evident in their easy camaraderie. jake’s presence brought comfort and familiarity to you, and you cherished the way he made you feel safe and loved. 

as the afternoon stretched on, your emotions became entangled internally. you yearned for the freedom to express your true feelings but you also felt an overwhelming sense of loyalty and commitment to jake. you grappled with the fear of disrupting the harmony of their friendship and the potential repercussions on your relationship. 

your heart ached as you imagined the possibility of jeopardizing the beautiful connection you had with jake. you reminded yourself of the love you had built together, the countless moments of happiness you had experienced and the future you had envisioned. but deep down, you knew you were attracted to heeseung and you had to navigate these emotions delicately. 

but, unbeknownst to you, jake had noticed the stolen glances and the subtle change in your demeanor whenever heeseung came over. 

when heeseung left that night, jake, his playful nature ever present, couldn’t resist the urge to confront you about it. with a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of his lips, he turns to you, your eyes meeting. 

“y/n, is there anything that you wanna share that’s going on in the beautiful mind of yours?” jake asked you, his hand coming up to brush fallen hair out of your face. “anything about heeseung in particular?” 

you could feel your cheeks flush slightly, caught off guard by jake’s perceptiveness. you felt a mixture of panic and relief, unsure of how to respond. your eyes darted towards your lap, not being able to look at jake anymore. “jake- no, nothing. you know we’re just friends.” 

jake’s smile breaks out into a laugh as he listens to your reply. his eyes twinkle with amusement at your shy demeanor. “c’mon y/n, we’ve been together long enough for me to see how you act around someone you like. i can tell there’s something more there. and it’s perfectly okay. just be honest with me.” 

your eyes widened in surprise, your heart pounding in your chest. you searched jake’s face for any evidence of anger or jealous, but found nothing but warmth and understanding. 

you gulp, “you mean, you’re not upset?” 

“no, not at all. i know you still love me, and you’ve developed feelings for heeseung as well. i trust you completely.” jake’s warm smile matches the rest of him. “besides, it’s not like i haven’t noticed the way hee looks at you, too.” 

you feel your breath catch in your throat, eyes widening with a mix of surprise and relief. the weight of all your unspoken anxieties began to life, replaced with a newfound sense of openness and honesty. 

“you’ve noticed?” you ask your boyfriend curiously. 

jake nods, “of course. i may be your boyfriend but i’m not blind!” 

you laugh at him, “so you’re really okay with it?” 

with a shrug jake nods again, “yeah, but how’re we going to tell, heeseung?” 

your apartment was filled with anticipation, the air thick with nervous excitement. you and jake sat side by side on the couch, their hands intertwined as you prepared to have a conversation that would change the dynamics of your relationship forever. you had spent countless hours discussing your desires and fears and now the time had come to share your intentions with heeseung. 

your heart raced in your chest as you stole a glance at jake who met your gaze with a reassuring smile. your love had grown and evolved and you had come to a realization that you and jake wanted, or needed to have a threesome with heeseung. your hearts beat in unison, filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension. 

a knock on the door interrupted your thoughts, signaling heeseung’s arrival. jake rose from the couch and went to welcome his best friend, inviting him into the apartment heeseung was so familiar with. heeseung entered the room, a warm smile spreading across his face as he greeted his friends. 

“hey, guys! what’s going on?” 

jake motioned for heeseung to take a seat, his voice filled with mixture of nerves and determination. “we have something important to talk to you about, hee.” 

heeseung’s eyebrows furrowed as his curiosity piqued. he settled into a chair that he’s sat in a million times before, his eyes darting between you and jake. “alright, what’s up?” 

you take a deep breath, summoning all of your courage possible. you looked into heeseung’s eyes, your voice gentle as you speak. “heeseung– i see the way you look at me.” you notice the hard gulp heeseung takes as his eyes widened, “and i know you must see the way i look at you two, so. uh, we were just wondering if uh, uh,” 

“if you’d be willing to have a threesome.” jake finishes for you, almost nonchalantly. 

heeseung instantly starts laughing when jake finishes the sentence. and it makes you want to be sucked back into your shared couch you love so much. “are you guys serious?” when you and jake both nod heeseung seems to calm down, “i mean, sure why not?” 

jake and you exchange a look of excitement, anticipation filling both of you. “really?” you ask your boyfriend’s best friend.

“yeah, but when?” heeseung shrugs, sitting back comfortably into his chair. 

“uh, now?” you suggest, and you can’t possibly miss the way heeseung and jake look at each other, being able to read each other’s minds so easily after being friends for half of their lifetime. 

instantly, heeseung and jake are pulling you to your shared bedroom. their expressions filled with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, like they had planned this moment together. 

jake provided reassurance, his eyes filled with love and deep understanding. your heart raced with anticipation and vulnerability. heeseung followed closely, his presence offering an additional layer of comfort and support. his eyes met yours, conveying a mix of warmth and friendship, assuring her that it was all going to be okay. 

as you entered the bedroom, jake left your side to light the few candles you had in your bedroom. the soft glow casting flickering shadows across the room, creating an atmosphere of intimacy and romance. your bed was adorned with plush pillows and silky sheets, inviting her to sink into its embrace as heeseung pushed you down onto the bed. 

“should we uh, talk about what’s allowed, or something?” heeseung speaks, his eyes glancing up from you to jake. jake shrugs and looks at you to answer. 

“i trust you, both. anything’s okay. if any of us want to stop then we say red, right?” you look at jake with a comforting smile. heeseung nods, agreeing with the one term you’ve come up with. 

with sense of reverence, jake and heeseung sit next to you on the bed. their fingers starting to caress your shoulders. their touch is both tender and respectful, so different than how it will be again in such a short span of minutes. 

jake’s first to grab your face and pull you into a kiss, grabbing the hem of your crop top and lifting it up over your breasts. your bra is leaving your breasts from being completely exposed. jake doesn’t hesitate to massage your right breast with his hand. 

you glance over at heeseung, who’s watching your boyfriend grope your tit and he seems hesitant. 

“it’s okay, seungie, you can touch me, ya know.” you tell him, and his eyes glance up from your breast to your face, a sheepish smile on his face when he realizes he was holding himself back for no reason. 

when heeseung leans forward, pulling your bra cup down to expose your nipple, he doesn’t hesitate anymore and sucks your nipple into his mouth. jake is quick with your other bra cup, pulling it down to expose both of your breasts now. jake’s fingers squeeze your nipple, making you moan out in pleasure already. 

heeseung stands up just as jake’s right hand starts to trail down your body, cupping you over your shorts. jake’s mouth attaches itself to your nipple, sucking it into his mouth sharply. heeseung quickly gathers himself into the situation as his hand comes up to circulate your throat. heeseung kisses the top of your nose, as if saying “this is it” before delving his mouth onto yours. his mouth on yours is so different than how jake’s feels. but you love it. 

as heeseung’s tongue explores your mouth for the first, jake’s hand slips into your shorts, you hear him chuckle when he feels how wet you are. jake’s fingers start to massage your clit into circles, making you moan into heeseung’s mouth. 

heeseung pulls away from your mouth and throat, letting you make eye contact with your boyfriend. jake’s fingers are pressing into your clit harder, making you moan out to him, letting him know that he’s making you feel so good already. you feel heeseung start to unclasp your bra from behind you, slipping it off of your shoulders with your shirt. 

jake smashes his lips onto yours, both of your lips forming smiles as you kiss. your hands trail down jake’s lean body, feeling the hints of his abs under his shirt as you kiss. 

when jake pulls away from your face, heeseung is quick to grab your jaw, making you turn away from jake. heeseung’s eyes glance down your bare body, “you look so fucking good.” you smile up at him at his compliment before he’s pulling you back into another kiss. his tongue roams your mouth, but it doesn’t take away from jake’s tongue swiping at your nipple again. 

heeseung gives you one last quick kiss before he’s pulling away and going towards his jean button. jake presses a kiss into your temple as he stands away from you as well, his hands roaming your chest as he does, not being able to stay away from you before he trails down to your panties again. jake’s hand finds its pace as heeseung’s leading your hand to his cock.

when your hand reaches his cock you gasp slightly, not expecting it to be so long. its a lot different from jake’s. its thinner, and paler and definitely longer. and the red tip is pulling you in, wanting to quickly put it in your mouth.  your hand starts jerking heeseung’s cock slowly, almost teasing him. 

heeseung’s hand finds it place back on your throat, adding pressure on it to make your head be thrown back onto your shoulders as you still sit up on the end of your bed. jake’s lips find yours as you can look up at him again as he stands beside you, his fingers relentless as they circle your clit. 

“so fucking sexy,” you hear heeseung mumble out into the room, barely above a whisper as his words blend with your moans leading into jake’s mouth. jake’s tongue darts across your lips, wanting access into your mouth, which you grant him. 

heeseung suddenly pulls onto your necklace, pulling you away from jake to look at him. a mischievous smirk plays on his lips and it only intrigues you more into what this night has to offer. 

heeseung’s hands grab your shoulders and pull you so you’re on all fours, your face eye level with ihs hard, pretty cock. you feel jake’s hands on your back, trailing down and hooking onto your shorts. your boyfriend easily takes off your shorts, leaving you in only your panties. jake’s hand smooth your ass before he delves into your pussy, eating it out from behind. 

you’ve always loved jake’s tongue. it never took long for you to cum on jake’s tongue since he was so fucking good with it. he was always able to reach every spot of your pussy that would be able to make you feel so good. you moan out a curse with your boyfriend’s name, loving the way his tongue easily finds and circles your clit. 

heeseung’s hands are on your face as soon as jake’s tongue enters your pussy, guiding your mouth to his hard cock. his cock is almost instantly in your mouth. heeseung’s hands landing in your hair as you try to take the most of him at once, wanting so badly to please your boyfriend’s best friend. 

your moaning from jake’s tongue switching from fucking deep inside of you to swiveling around your enlarged clit. you can feel cold air on your pussy from how sloppy jake is making your pussy. he’s practically making out with it. your moans only further please heeseung as his dick drives further down your throat. your tongue doing circles around his member before sucking in your cheeks around his cock. 

“oh my god, yes.” heeseung moans out, his head falling back onto his shoulders as you bob your head up and down his hard dick. “that feels so fucking good.” heeseung’s hands stay in your hair, helping you fuck his dick into your mouth. 

you hear jake behind you taking off his jeans, not wanting his tongue to come off from your pussy. “you taste to fucking good too, baby. always.” you hear jake mumble and you imagine just how wet and glossy his lips must look right now, mixed with his spit and your juices. 

jake’s hand slaps your ass and then grabs it, making you groan against heeseung’s cock. then his hands grab the inner part of your thighs, flipping you over onto your back and off of heeseung dick. 

jake and heeseung start to undress themselves, and you struggle to find where to look. your boyfriend’s body is athletic and tan, meanwhile his best friend’s is pale and lean. both of them are beautiful and you can’t believe what’ about to happen. 

“do you want to go first, seungie?” jake asks heeseung with a smirk. 

heeseung glances at you and when he meets your desperate look he agrees. jake and heeseung switch spots and heeseung pushes your legs up. he’s more rough with you than jakes and you love it. heeseung puts one of his knees beside your body on the bed and the other remains on the floor as he stands. jake crawls onto the bed so he’s sitting beside your head, his hard dick hanging around your face. 

“condom?” heeseung glances up at you both as he’s about to put his dick inside of you. 

“baby?” jake glances down at you for an answer. 

“it’s fine, i wanna feel you raw.” you tell heeseung, trying not to laugh at heeseung’s face when you reply. jaeke only laughs and leans over your face to peck your lips. 

heeseung doesn’t hesitate to slip his cock into your wet pussy, groaning as your walls begin to grip his cock. you can’t help the moan that falls from your lips when heeseung lifts one of your legs onto his shoulder, his hands holding you down onto the mattress on your ribs. his cock quickly finds a drilling pace, and fucking you roughly. 

jake’s hand circulates your throat, successfully blocking your oxygen as heeseung quickly pounds into you. his cock even feels different as he slides in and out of you. it curves less than jake’s does, but it’s veins make sure to rub perfectly against your walls. 

you keep eye contact with jake as his best friend fucks you and his hands around your neck. 

heeseung’s fingers quickly enter your opened mouth, collecting your saliva before his fingers are emeting your clit and roughly circling it like jake was doing earlier. 

“oh my god, hee!” you cry out, eyes switching back and forth from jake and heeseung. 

“yeah? does his cock feel good, y/n?” jake’s voice is deep as he asks you, fingers tightening around your throat as you try to nod. “like feeling another man’s cock deep inside of you?” his fingers completely let go for you to speak verbally now. 

“y-yes, jake, feels so good.” your voice is shaky and out of breath. 

jake leans down and kisses you while heeseung’s pace does not let up. his fingers practically sliding around your pussy as his cock continues to pound into you from and upwards angle. 

one of jake’s hands is squeezing and tweaking your nipple, while the other one is keeping your head up so you can acth heeseung fuck into you. you’re trying to not let your eyes keep rolling into the back of your head as heeseung starts hitting your g spot everytime he pushes into your wet walls. 

heeseung drops your leg, letting it encircle his waist now. at the movement, jake decides to press the tip of his cock against your lips, waiting for you to open your mouth. when his dick enters your mouth he doesn’t hold back from the groan he releases. “fuck, yes.” your boyfriend's voice is guttural as you suck your cheeks in to surround his cock. 

“i want you in my pussy too, jake.” you look up at him through your lashes, your neck moving to wet your boyfriends dick. at the mention, heeseung pulls out of you, and jake follows so they’re switching positions. 

jake’s lifting your leg up with his hand, pushing it so your knee is towards you and he so so easily slips his dick inside of you. heeseung’s at your head, kissing your forehead softly, so much different than how he was pounding into you a second ago. 

“did so well for me already, baby.” heeseung’s whispering into your hair, making you moan out at his words and jake’s dick finding your g spot instantly. jake’s cock curves more than heeseungs, and he knows your body so well already that your g spot easily findable. 

jake’s thumb starts rubbing your clit as fast as he’s pushing in and out of you. heeseung’s switching from watching your boyfriend fuck you to watching your face contort up into pleasure. heeseung’s hand wraps around your throat again as he nods at you, understanding how good you must be feelings. 

“you look so fucking good, our good girl.” heeseung speaks to you, his voice raspy and it turns you on more. 

“oh god, yes!” you cry out, your back arching from the pleasure, “don’t stop! don’t stop!” it’s hard to speak with heeseung’s hand wrapped around your throat but you don’t mind, just needing to tell them to not sotp as the pleasure was building in your stomach. 

you hear jake moaning out softly as he fucks into you at a steady pace now, his thumb not stopping on your clit either. “god, your pussy’s so tight, baby, yes.” his words make you clench around him more as they go straight to the coil in your stomach. you love the attention from both sets of eyes, both of them wanting to make you feel good, both of them not leaving your side as the pleasure continues to build and build. 

jake drops your leg, his hand reaching for your breast again, knowing how you love your tits played with during sex. heeseung’s hand leaves your throat and starts to guide his dick into your mouth gently, wanting you to be prepared for the incision. as his dick enters your mouth he lets out a quiet, deep groan. a groan that you would’ve missed if you weren’t paying such close attention to him. 

you let heeseung start to fuck his dick into your mouth at his own pace. so now jake and heeseung are using both of your holes, pounding into you at the same time. jake’s grip is on your rib cage as he starts pulling youd own to meet his thrusts. 

“oh my god, baby.” jake’s eyes roll the back of his head as he watches you get your mouth fucked by his best friend. 

heeseung pulls his cock out of your mouth, loving the way a string of your saliva and his precum connect his cock to your lips before his breaks. jake pulls his dick out of your hole completely. you watch lazily as he bends down and starts to tongue fuck your pussy again. you moan out his name at the realization that he’s eating your juices and his and heeseung’s precums all together. 

“just like that,” you let out tiredly, the pleasure making your eyes roll to the back of your head again. you feel heeseung push your hair out of your face and then he’s mocking jake’s position earlier and holding your head up so you can watch your mouth messily eat you out. 

you see jake’s tongue swipe in and out of your folds and his mouth, his eyes closing as he fully concentrates on making you feel good. “that’s it baby, tell jakey how good he makes you feel.” heeseung speaks into your ear. 

“feels- feels so fucking good, jake. please.” you tell him desperately, moving your hips against his face now. 

heeseung presses kisses into your neck and presses lazily. and jake responds with a deep groan against your heat, making you jut your hips into his mouth at the vibration. 

jake stands up, setting the pace for heeseung to stand up again, and then both of them are re-entering your holes. they find a pace quickly which you allow them too as you lay there, pleasure taking over your body and mind. 

your shared bedroom is full of swears, moans and groans as the three of you are being taken over by the pleasure you’re all giving and receiving. the room smells of sex and sweat and neither of you feel as if you're even close to being done. you see jake cover his mouth with his hand, a sign that he’s close but trying to put off. and heeseung’s eyes are completely closed as he continues to fuck his hard dick into your mouth. he loves the way you just know to circle your tongue around his tip every time he stalls at the back of your throat. 

heeseung pulls out, giving you some time to breathe as jake continues to thrust his cock into you. you don’t notice him looking around your room, but feel him get off the bed. “hey, what’s this?” heeseung asks and jake stops fucking into you. you swallow harshly before turning to look at heeseung who’s now holding your vibrator that’s plugged into the wall. 

jake breathlessly lets out a laugh as he glances from heeseung to you, “do you want the vibrator, baby?” you nod in response, hearing heeseung’s laugh match jake’s. 

“how about you show me how you like to use it then?” heeseung asks into your ear. he’s holding your vibrator over your body, letting you grab it from him. 

as you turn on the vibrator, the noise fills the bedroom. jake slips out of your pussy and you shiver at the feelings of your walls clamping over nothing. heeseung and jake switch spots again. now your boyfriend is at your head and his best friend is in between your legs. 

when you let the vibrator hit your clit, a loud moan escapes your mouth from sensitivity. your whole body arches forward, and it’s jake grabbing your hair that pulls you back so you’re flat against the mattress. you hear both of them laugh at your reaction, but you feel too good to say anything. 

you feel heeseung start to push his dick into your pussy again, along with the vibrator pressing straight onto your clit. jake leans down, giving you a deep kiss as he jerks his cock off with a free hand. 

“oh-oh my god,’ is all you can say over and over and over again as heeseung starts to push short and deep thrusts into your pussy with his cock. jake’s other hand massages your tits again. 

“fuck, you look beautiful, right now.” heeseung tells you, his hands holding onto the underneath of your thighs for support as he fucks into you. the vibrator threatening to make you cum at any second now. 

“feels, so- so good,” you repeat yourself and can only see jake’s sly smirk as he looks down over you. 

“yeah?” jake speaks to you, “my baby feels good with seungie’s dick inside of her?” when you nod jake presses a kiss into your head, “yeah? almost like you’re a slut.” your walls clench around heeseung’s cock and it makes him jerk forward harder into you, a straight chain of events. “say you’re our slut.” 

you have to gulp down the salvia in your mouth before you can speak, “i’m your guys’ slut.” 

heeseung groans at how obedient you are, your juices pooling out and around the bed sheets now. 

“then if you’re our slut you can take both of us, right? i know you want both of us in your tight little pussy.” 

“oh god, jake!” you cry out, your hand coming to clasp onto jake’s arm that’s holding him up over you. “yes! i want it!”

“heeseung, stop.” jake commands the other man, which he immediately does. you take the time to glance at heeseung’s face. his black hair is pushed out of his face, and there’s sweat dripping down his forehead. his pupils are dilated from pure pleasure. heeseung slips out of you as jake begins to lay down. “c’mere, baby.” jake grabs your sides and helps pull you off of your back and so now you’re sitting atop him, his cock lazily pressing against your pussy. “you really wanna take me and seungie?” 

“yes, please.” you start grinding down onto his cock, “want it so bad.” 

jake throws his head back at your response and groans. 

“okay, baby, sit back on my cock for me.” you lift yourself like jake says, and sit down again with his cock positioned into you. you both groan as his cock slides deep up inside of you. he fucks into your slowly for only a few thrusts, wanting you to get comfortable with the position. “okay, hee, c-come here.” jake stammers as he feels your walls clench around him at the thought that heeseung will also be inside of you. 

you feel heeseung crawl behind you, and you gasp for a moment when you feel his cock start to push beside jakes. 

“it’s okay, y/n.” heeseung whispers from behind you, pressing a kiss into our shoulder, “remember our safe word?” when you nod heeseung presses a kiss into your neck and biting, making sure to lick the spot after to make you shiver. 

heeseung starts to push more and more into you, the stretch is a lot, even though both boys are doing their best to distract you. jake’s got his thumb pressing soft circles into your clit, and heeseungs biting and licking every spot possible on your neck and shoulder. 

with a final pop into your pussy, heeseung enters and it makes the three of you hiss together. the two of them continue trying to distract you until you’re nodding and telling them to move. 

they move slowly at first, together. their dicks rubbing against the others and your wet walls. it feels so dirty and sloppy but you love it. everytime they push in a loud wet squelch comes from your pussy, showing just how wet your pussy is. jake’s hand leaves your clit and instead massage and tweak both of your nipples, making you throw your head back onto heeseung’s shoulder. but jake’s previous hand on your clit is replaced by heeseung, and then you’re truly being stimulated everywhere. 

you start to meet their thrusts, wanting so badly to finally come undone, together with them. 

it only takes a few more thrusts from the three of you as one to get you to come. your words being mixed with moans and their names as you’re telling them to not stop. the orgasm is hard when it hits you from being built up so many times to just not cum. from so long of taking each of their dicks and tongues the orgasm finally snaps and it’s making you feel so fucking good wrapped between your two favourite people. 

your orgasm makes your walls tighten and get even more wet, which triggers heeseung’s and jake’s orgasms as well. you feel both of their dicks twitch against each other in your pussy as he slowly thrust into you and then their cum as well. it’s so dirty as the three of your cums mix together in your pussy walls, but it only turns you all on more. 

when they stop moving, you finally flop over, both of their dicks slipping out of you and making you cringe at how empty you feel. but the tiredness soon takes over and you can’t do anything about it. you feel both of them moving around on the bed. and you hear them whispering and moving around the bedroom. you feel kisses on your shoulder, and then warmth of a blanket being pulled over your body. you’re too tired to physically smile, but you’re definitely smiling in your head before sleep consumes you from being so mentally and physically exhausted. 

the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, gently casting a warm glow over the bedroom where you lay nestled between jake and heeseung. as you slowly stirred awake, you felt a comforting sense of love and security enveloping her. 

and some pain from the night before. 

you blinked your eyes open, the events of the previous night flooding your mind. you glance at jake, his peaceful face inches away from your own, and then at heeseung who was still gently sleeping beside you. a smile tugged at the corner of your lips as you realized the feelings you had all explored together the night before. 

jake stirred as he felt your gaze on him. his eyes met hers with a sleepy and loving smile on his lips that you love so much. “good morning, pretty.” his voice is raspy when he speaks. 

“morning, baby.” 

heeseung began to stir, his eyes fluttering open as he adjusted to the new morning light. he met your gaze and a soft smile spread across his own face. 

“morning guys, how are you feeling?” 

“sore, but happy.” you speak truthfully and laugh when both of them whine and apologize for your pain. 

jake reached out, intertwining his fingers with yours, “i had a lot of fun last night guys, i’m glad we did it.” 

“me too,” you reply instantly and both of you turn to heeseung. 

heeseung chuckles, “yeah, me too.” he reaches over and pushes your fallen hair out of your face. 

“would you guys want to do it again?” jake asks you both, almost shy. 

heeseung nods and then turns to you, “yeah i would,” you reply honestly, “but not right now because i am still so so tired.” 

both of them lean in and kiss your checks, all of you giggling together with a promise of a next time, and next time after that, and a next, next time after that. 

but for now, you all huddled in close, forming a warm, cuddle of warmth and pure affection. in that moment, all of you were aligned, and you all shared something special. you all felt a sense of peace and contentment while you allowed yourselves to drift back to sleep, your bodies intertwined and hearts connected. the soft rhythm of your breathing even out together. 

as you surrendered to the embrace of peaceful sleep, you found solace in the knowledge that you were surrounded by love, acceptance and a shared commitment to one another’s happiness. and together, the three of you would continue to explore your relationship, whether your actions from the night before complicated it or not. together, you will allow yourself to bloom and grow, caring for each other with understanding, and cherishing every moment of your special connection with your boyfriend and his best friend.

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#smut #enhypen #enhypen smut #jake smut #heeseung smut #jake #heeseung

[sky-is-the-limit]

Afab!reader x Abby Anderson

CW: NSFW, Masturbation

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Can you imagine being Abby's first gay sexual awakening? She started dating Owen because she felt like 'she had to'. He was her best friend, a person she trusted and cared for, and everyone else their age was starting to get their first romances, experiencing their first kiss so it was only natural that she felt like she also had to do the same thing.

And Owen was always there for her, especially after her dad was murdered, he was kind and took care of her when she was left with no one, so when he kissed her, she kissed back, obligation eating her alive. It was engraved in her head that she owed him at least that even if she didn't get all these butterflies and excitement the other girls were talking about.

There were no sparks, no feeling your knees getting weak, no thinking about it all the time. At first, she truly believed that that's how romance was supposed to be experienced. Then her first time happened and she thought that maybe something was wrong with her. Not only she wasn't enjoying it, she couldn't wait for it to be over. Again and again. It was purely just for Owen, for always being there.

When they finally broke up, she felt guilty for feeling relieved because she truly loved him and cared for him. It just felt.. different. She didn't want to lose her best friend or for things to get awkward, and so she thought that it was what people call a 'heartbreak'. She couldn't understand, though, why not spending the nights with him felt like a cure to an everlasting sickness.

And then you came along. It felt like she was living in a dark room her whole life, and you just walked in with your soft skin, eyes radiating warmth and flipped the switch. Suddenly, she could see crystal clear what it was.

The butterflies abruptly made their appearance, and it was all because of you. At first, she wasn't sure if she liked this change. How her confidence came crumbling down whenever you two were patrolling together, turning her into a mass of nerves. How she could feel her cheeks fill with blood, fighting with all her being not to blush but failing whenever your skin brushed hers. How her core pulsed with anticipation whenever she could steal a look at your cleavage or bare legs whenever you put on a skirt.

Ultimately, she experienced the craving to touch herself alone at night when she was laying between the sheets, caressing her skin softly, dreaming it was your hand instead. Improper thoughts of you started clouding her mind, desire filling up her body, feeling her core pulse and twitch as her fingertips find their way down to her clit and she wondered.. How would your touch feel, how would you do it.. or if you would let her do it to you instead.

Soft whines escaping her parted lips, her movements picking up the pace, making her hips back up and down against the bed, craving friction, craving you with every fiber of her body, mind and soul.

She can't help but say your name breathlessly, sucking on her own finger before slowly bringing it down to wet her nipple, sending a shiver down her spine as she drags her fingertips through her own slick arousal.

There wasn't a moment in her life so far that made her feel like such a mess. Suddenly the cool temperature of the room turned into unbearable heat, sweat dripping down from her forehead, brown hair messy against her pillow as she bucks up her hips against her palm, biting down on her bottom lip in an unsuccessful attempt to be quiet but as she gets closer to her climax, she can't control it.

Suddenly it's hard to breathe, her thighs start to tremble whilst her fingers stroke her clit faster, she can feel it coming. It's an unprecedented sensation, sending her body in trance. The thought of you kissing her, touching her, brings her finger back into her mouth, wetting it with the tip of her tongue. Would you let her do that? Stuff her long fingers in your mouth while she's grinding her hot core against yours? A soft moan fell from her lips at the thought of it, pinching her nipple, her eyelids fluttering to the sensation.

For Abby, it didn't occur to her along with an existential crisis. She expected a thousand powerful waves crushing down on her like they do when there's a storm. That never happened. To her, it felt like the calm that follows after.

#abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson smut #abby tlou #abby the last of us #abby x reader #the last of us #tlou2 #abby anderson x y/n #ellie williams smut

[dabislittlemouse]

tainted angel🪽 (pt.4)

PART 1 // PART 2 // PART 3 // PART 5

ෆ DABI X HAWKS’ LITTLE SISTER

ෆ cw: Dabi being a flirt and a pervert, corruption kink, smut and dubcon incoming, stalking

ෆ Before you read chapter 4: I will be slightly including her POV in this chapter (or yours since you can gladly imagine yourself being Keigo’s sister as well) and then it goes back on Dabi’s POV again‼️

Her POV (or yours too)

The long hours at college finally came to an end. Without wasting a second, I head home, carrying my books while leaving my friends behind. I am too lost in thoughts to even notice or hear them shout my name. Flying home would be quicker, but that was not an option due to the weather conditions. According to Keigo, I need to be way more experienced if I want to fly in a stormy weather, but I’d rather not risk getting hit by a thunder and set ablaze in the sky. Walking will do just fine.

As if it’s my new obsession, I check my phone every second, waiting for something. For a call, for another message from him. But nothing else was sent after his last message.

Tonight at 10, the alleyway right behind the supermarket. Be pretty for me..

-Dabi

My heart skips a beat at the reminder of that text message. There is no way I will go out and meet him tonight is it? Only if I’m stupid enough.

Which.. I may be.

After having a talk with my brother that day, I realised how much risk I put all of us in. Surely he told me it was not my fault, but in a way or another it was, because I let a stranger in and trusted him so easily.

But how could I not when his clear blue eyes pierce right through my own? He would know if I was lying, I’m sure he could read my thoughts.

It was very weird, the way he captivated me entirely, the way his presence screamed danger and yet I found myself intrigued by him. His husky voice and teasing comments sent a strange heat deep in my core, awakened something in me which I never knew I had. How could someone who I meet for the first time make me feel like this? The way those hands touched me, I still feel their warmth on my body, I still feel his gaze on me even though he is not here at all. Those strange marks on his face decorated with piercings, what could those possibly be?

Keigo told me to stay away from him, not elaborating why, and this is eating me from the inside out. The more I am forbidden to see him, the more I actually want to see him. My brother was very strict about it, I’ve never seen him this serious before, so for sure this has to be some big deal. As the number two hero of Japan, and as my big brother, I trust him deeply. And I want to listen to him, really, I do.

But the way this mysterious man is tempting me, I feel like I’ll fall down a rabbit hole that I won’t easily get out of. My logic tells me to not meet him tonight, it’s basically screaming at me but my so-called heart is pumping vigorously in my chest at the thought of Dabi, butterflies in my stomach almost making me feel nauseous. I am intrigued, thrilled to find who he really is. How did those flowers end up in my room? So many questions getting no answers.

Maybe if I meet him tonight I will get them.

I stay in front of my mirror, examining everything around me. Would he like my cherry scented perfume or my vanilla one? I wonder which dress he would like best, how should I keep my hair..

“What got you so excited? Going out tonight~?”

Startled at the voice, I see Keigo leaning on my doorstep, a smile on his face as he watches the mess in my room and all my clothes scattered on the floor. He was still on his hero costume, I figured he stopped by for lunch and would head back again.

“Oh- not sure if I will I just..” I scratch my neck, avoiding his gaze as I try not to make it too obvious that I’m lying. Guilt is eating me from the inside, but I’m reminding myself that I’m meeting Dabi only because I need answers.

“If you aren’t going anywhere then I figured we can hang out since I’m free,” Keigo says. “You, me, mom.. we can eat dinner somewhere fancy, I know a good place!”

“Oh?” My mouth falls slightly open, and now the guilt is worsening. It’s not often that we all hang out as a family due to Keigo being constantly busy with hero work. It’s getting harder and harder for me to make decisions.

Fuck Keigo, why would you gather us specifically tonight? Is this a sign that I should never meet Dabi?

“I don’t think I can make it..” The words come out of my mouth so suddenly, not even recognising my own voice anymore. “I have an exam tomorrow and I really need to study for that one so-”

What are you even doing? Lying like this. You’re an idiot, a total idiot.

For some reason the thought of Dabi waiting there for me tonight has my heart pumping so hard to the point I can’t even hear my logic anymore.

“Ah shame” Keigo pouts playfully. “But exams are more important, there’ll be other nights to hang out for sure. Seems like it’s gonna be only me and mom tonight then..”

If that ain’t a golden opportunity to sneak out of the house the moment they leave, then I don’t know what is.

Suddenly I feel like the 13 year old girl with strict parents who was not allowed to go out with friends. But this time it’s me, an adult, whose brother warned her, for unknown reasons, to not meet the raven haired guy with sharp teal eyes, who meant nothing but danger. But how can he be so bad when he calls me angel in a way that has me swooning and my mind going blank?

Tonight at 10, when Keigo and mom leave, I will sneak out and secretly meet Dabi. I will be pretty for him just like he asked, I’m not sure what will happen, what we will say or do, but I’m scared and thrilled to find out.

Dabi’s POV

9:30pm. Putting on a hoodie and zipping up my jacket, I head out, barely noticeable by the common folks or heroes walking down the street. For sure I could’ve put on somethin’ better to meet my angel tonight, but I can’t risk getting seen by people. That would be a real pain in the ass.

As I’m heading near her neighbourhood, I stop in my traces.

I should’ve gotten her something, fuck..

Going to a flowershop nearby, I manage to steal a pretty blue rose outside, without the lady inside noticing. It’s nothing much, but once we.. establish things, I will get my angel whatever she wants and more.

Her house is now visible, the area around it dark and quiet as the clock hits 10. The supermarket is nearby, I take my sweet time to see if anyone is around before walking further.

My slow heavy footsteps echo in the empty alleyway behind the supermarket, and not too far away I see the figure of a person in front of me.

So you actually came huh..

I can’t hold back the grin that forms in my face as I look at her, sitting there nervously, checking her phone and looking left and right like some damsel in distress. Coming closer, I notice the short white dress she’s wearing, along with a jacket, her soft golden hair falling down her shoulders. Those pretty legs of hers make me bite my lip, thigh highs sticking nicely on the plush of her thighs that I want so much to sink my teeth in. She turns at me, nervously trying to figure out who I am and backing off a bit.

“Don’t panic, princess” I smirk, removing the hood revealing my dark spiky hair. “Unless you’ve already forgotten how I look like, that would really hurt me~”

“Dabi.. of course I couldn’t forget you” she replies, a smile forming on her lovely face.

“Is it just me or do you get prettier with each day that passes by, angel? Lemme have a look at you, do a lil’ twirl for me..”

She lets out a nervous laugh, rolling her eyes but even in the darkness I can tell she is blushing. My gaze never leaves her body as she does a small twirl, showing her pretty dress.

“Satisfied?”

“Very much” I grin. “Did you get all dolled up for me like this? M’flattered..”

“Ah please, that’s how I dress everyday” she says. “Don’t flatter yourself too much~”

It’s like everything around me vanishes while my eyes lay on her, nothing else matters right now. I grab her hand, pulling her closer towards me. My finger slowly traces her jawline, putting some hair behind her cute ears. Her eyes stare back at mine, it’s the same hypnotised look she gave me that day. It makes her look so.. submissive.

“Forgot to give you this” I whisper, before grabbing the rose and giving it to her. She lets out a small gasp, looking at the rose and smiling softly. Meanwhile I feel like vomiting, being such a gentleman and gifting roses to girls is making me cringe. I am definitely not this type of guy.

But as long as I can make her fall for me..

“Thank you Dabi… this is so pretty! I love blue roses”

“You do? I’ll make sure to leave more blue roses around you then” I pinch her cheek. “Let’s go for a walk now shall we?”

She nods excitedly, her small hand intertwining with mine as she leans on me the entire time. I ask her about her day and college, I let her ramble the whole time as we head towards an empty park nearby. Usually I get annoyed easily when people talk too much, but for some reason I can stand her.

Finding the perfect spot, I go and sit on a bench.

“C’mon.. let’s sit down for a bit”

She comes closer, but stops the moment she notices the other half of the bench was still damp from the rain earlier.

“There’s not enough dry space” she says. “Let’s find another be-”

I pat my thigh with my hand, suggesting for her to sit down. She furrows her eyebrows in confusion, before letting out a nervous laugh.

“No, Dabi. I am not sitting on your lap”

“Why not? It’s way more comfy than a nasty bench” I raise my eyebrow, giving her a seductive look.

“Y-Yeah but- wait!”

Without letting her finish her sentence I grab her hand and pull her down on my lap, her warmth already invading my body as I bring her closer to me. One hand goes around her waist to keep her steady, the other on top of her thighs. It’s like the breath leaves her lungs and all she does is stare in shock. I can’t help but chuckle. Her eyes start looking around, probably hoping nobody would be here to see us like this.

“What? You worried or somethin’?”

“No I just.. I don’t think this is okay” she mumbles nervously.

“You’re thinking too much..” I groan, squeezing her thigh. “Nothing’s bad about this. All the benches here are wet so I’m just doing favor here and giving ya some place to sit on”

We stay there in silence for a few seconds as I enjoy having her so close to me, on my lap. I can feel her ass pressed against my crotch, if she starts squirming or moving I don’t think I will handle myself anymore. Especially when she’s wearing this dress..

Such easy access. But I still wanna tear it off.

“You’re really tense, sweetheart” I caress her thigh gently, whispering in her ear. “Calm down will ya?”

“Y-Yeah sorry,” she gulps “It’s just that you’re really warm for some reason..”

“Mm warm.. that sure I am. Probably cuz’ of my quirk, can’t help it honestly”

She turns at me, her eyes full of curiosity. “Oh? I still don’t know what your quirk is, I forgot to ask earlier..and you already know mine though”

“I sure do” I gently tug on one of her white feathers, making her wings flutter. “Just look..”

The white feather is still on my hand as she focuses on what I’m about to do. My fingerstips light up, blue flames flickering and slowly burning up the feather. Her eyes widen in shock, and before the feather burns up completely I put the fire off. Due to the feathers being sensitive, she squirms on my lap and winces in discomfort.

“Sorry angel” I grin, giving the half burnt feather back to her. “Didn’t meant to hurt ya’”

“So your quirk is fire.. woah, and a blue one nonetheless!”

“More like cremation, but yeah. My blue flames are way hotter than the normal ones, y’gotta be careful around me dolly. Don’t flutter those pretty wings too much around me or I might get all hot n’ bothered.”

Her mouth falls slightly open. “Is this a threat?” she whispers, her eyes glued on me.

“It’s a promise” I get closer to her, our noses almost touching together. My fingertips tap on her thigh, getting slightly warmer but not hot enough to burn her. Just warm enough to let her feel it. Her breath hitches, as I bring her even closer towards me now, her tits pressing against my chest.

“Dabi..”

“Mmm” I hum, my face nuzzling in her neck as I take in her sweet scent.

“I-Is this why Keigo tells me to not approach you? I mean, your quirk.. and uhh.. as far as Keigo’s told me flames are our weakest point” she stutters.

“That makes sense. Those pretty wings would burn up on instant” I reply, my hand slowly going further, right under her dress. She puts hers on top, to prevent me from touching her inner thighs, but I do not stop. “Though this ain’t the reason baby, y’see Keigo also associates with Endeavor, and the old man also has fire quirk”

“O-Oh yeah you’re right, sorry that was a dumb assumption..” she scratches her head.

“But I gotta tell you though, your brother may be right at some point. You should not approach me whatsoever, but here you are in some dark empty park, and on my lap.”

I place both her arms on my shoulders. Poor angel is unsure about all of this but yet lets me go further, not sure if it’s from fear or the hidden desire.

“But why?” she whines impatiently to get an answer. “That’s what I wanna know”

My face is now inches away from hers,I feel my cock throbbing in my pants. My hardened bulge is making her squirm away from me but I hold her firmly, not letting her slide off my lap. Her pretty ass is warming me up just nicely, fuck I think I’m gonna cum in my pants.

“I don’t wanna scare you off, princess. To cut things short, I had to do some bad things y’see, or at least what this society considers bad, but for a greater purpose. I don’t want to bore you with my.. activities and ideologies right now”

“Bad things? I mean.. you can still tell me though,”she insists. “As long as you haven’t done something severe such as like.. killing people or so..”

Hah, about that…

I simply ignore her stubbornness, a sinister glint lingering in my eyes as I nuzzle my face back on her neck. My hot breath makes her skin crawl, as I start placing soft pecks, while my hand continues to caress and squeeze her thighs.

“D-Dabi wait-” she stutters, placing her hands on my chest and trying to push me away. I can see the way her chest moves, the way her breathing gets heavier when I place kisses on her jaw, then gently nibbling her earlobe. She squeezes her thighs together instantly, but my hand manages to spread them again as I continue to explore underneath her dress.

“Mmmh what is it baby..” I whisper, now placing open mouthed kisses on her neck, licking and biting her skin, to the point the softests gasps and whimpers escape her mouth.

“W-Wait- I think we’re rushing things..”

She is right, I might be rushing things, but I can’t fucking resist anymore. I grind my hardened bulge up against her ass slowly, while I grunt in her ear.

I can feel the heat of her clothed cunt. My hand reaches her inner thighs, gently grabbing and squeezing the soft flesh.

“Dabi- please..somebody might see. I don’t think we should do this- and not in public!”

“Fuck them all, princess. Mmnnh I just can’t get enough of you..”

She lets out a yelp as I proceed to leave a hickey on her neck, my very first mark on her.

“I think you like this” I smirk at her flushed face.

“I don’t know..” she mumbles shyly. Poor thing, unsure if this is the right or wrong thing to do.

“Has anyone made you feel like this before?” I say, my lips almost touching hers but I don’t lean in for a kiss yet.

“No.. I don’t think so..” she whispers.

“Good” I click my lips, my hand now harshly gripping her inner thigh, my fingers digging on her skin and my knuckles touching her clothed cunt. She lets out the lewdest whine I’ve ever heard.

“I’ll make ya see the damn stars..”

Bzzzt.

Her phone ringing startles her and I let out a low annoyed grunt.

Fuck baby, you just keep moving too much my cock is aching-

Her eyes widen in panic as she looks at the screen. It’s Hawks.

“Oh my god..” she gasps. “Why is he calling now?”

“Jus’ answer him” I say nonchalantly. This is in fact entertaining for me. “Don’t want him to ruin our moment..”

She takes in a deep breath before answering him. It’s funny how she tries to sound calm, as if she hadn’t snuck out to meet her brother’s villain friend.

“Y/N where are you? I’ve been ringing this doorbell for a while” I hear the hero’s voice through the phone.

“Keigo I’m sorry I- I thought you were out with mom?” she replies. I simply rest my head on her chest, holding myself from touching her tits. How fun would that be..

“Yes I am, but she forgot something home so I decided to fly back and get it. And I forgot the damn keys at the restaurant” he groans. “Just open the door, I can’t enter through the windows either they’re all closed”

“Okay but-”

“Baby you’re sweating” I whisper, grabbing her hand as if to reassure her everything will be alright. Though the excited smile on my face is anything but reassuring.

“Kei I’m- I’m not at home. I just.. had to go to the store for a bit.. I’ll be right back”

First there was silence on the other line. Her panicked eyes stare at me, and I nod in approval that she is doing well.

“Store? At this hour?! ” Hawks says. “Y/N.. it is almost 11, there are no stores nearby open at this hour.. and even if there was, a girl can’t just go out on her own so late. What if something happened to you? You know how many villains I fight daily?”

Tch, now he started scolding and being the protective big brother he is. Gimme a break.

“I know Keigo but I’m fine, really. Since I couldn’t find anything I’m just walking home now okay? I’ll be there in a minute”

I can hear Hawks letting out a sigh, and she quickly slides off my lap.

“Alright, but don’t start wandering aro-”

“Oh come on!” I groan, not caring if I was too loud. I grab her phone and hang up on him, and she looks at me shocked.

“Dabi!! He will kill me!! What if he heard you?!” she starts pacing around, anxiety clear on her face.

“I don’t think he heard me, but even if he did, must’ve been the wind,” I grin but she is clearly in no mood for jokes.

“I have to go- we can meet another time at a more appropriate hour okay?” she says, fixing her dress.

“So you do want to meet another time huh?” I say, grabbing her chin and placing a soft kiss on her cheek. “That makes me feel real happy, princess. Now go, before your brother starts looking around for you, we don’t want him to find us together~”

She gives me one last smile before running back home, I still follow after her to make sure she’s arrived safely. Don’t want any villain around to harrass her on her way.

I chuckle, fixing my pants and staring at the bulge, my cock still rock hard as I remember the warmth of her ass on top of me.

Tch. Need to do somethin’ about this quick.

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Hold Me Close

11th Doctor x gn!reader; fluff

summary: it’s been a long–however long it’s been–and now the Doctor just needs some rest. maybe some comfort is needed too

a/n: took me over a decade to finally watch this show and now I’ve gone and fallen head over heels for Matt Smith. here’s a lil sleepy imagine for ya, sorry if he’s a bit ooc—I just want some fluff. set at no specific point ♡

His skin was warm and soft under your fingertips. Your eyes flicker from his peaceful resting expression to your hand caressing his cheek. He never looks this calm while awake. The childlike glee that surrounded him like a radiant aura was there, but just behind it was something, well, it was hard to describe. Like seeing something move in your peripheral vision or catching a familiar scent from your childhood, for a split second it was there and the next—gone.

With a small sigh, you push the thought from your head. You had just gotten back from running for your lives yet again and the thoughts swarming and circling in your mind were starting to give you a headache. And truth be told, you worried about him. Sure, he was over 900 years old and had experienced so much but-

The Doctor almost seemed to sense your stress and rolled over a bit, shifting onto his back almost an invitation for you to rest your head upon his chest. And who were you to deny such an invitation?

Careful not to jostle him, you scoot closer and lower your head against him. The sound of his two hearts beating and his scent are oddly comforting, drawing you further into him. Before you’re consciously aware of it, you’re burying yourself in him; arms come up to wrap around his torso completely of their own accord. On what can only be described as reflex, arms are returning the motion and suddenly you’re locked against the man you’ve been wanting for so long.

A sound of contentment perhaps? rumbles out of his chest, firing up a wave a butterflies in your stomach. You squeeze your eyes shut for a moment, willing the feeling to go away or at least settle down. But it doesn’t. You feel hot where his arms hold you and, you suppose, so does everywhere else he’s touching.

It takes several minutes, but your body finally manages to calm back down. The fluttery feeling isn’t completely gone, but gets quickly replaced with a jolt of panic when the doctor shifts under you.

You maneuver your head in his grip to look up at his face and your panic is justified by the fact that he seems to be waking up. Squirming in a futile attempt to release yourself from his grasp only makes it worse as his hold tightens.

“What are you trying to get away for?” His eyes are still closed, voice laced with a hint of exhaustion but still matter of fact as always.

The silence pierces the air and lingers for a few moments before his eyes blearily blink open.

You’ve turned your head away but you can feel his gaze on you, blush rising on your cheeks. “Uh, no reason.”

“You can go if you’d like, but” he hesitates and you wonder if it’s because he’s somehow unsure of himself.

“Do you want me to stay Doctor?” Try as you might, your voice trembles slightly at the fear of him suddenly rejecting you.

His grip never falters but his tone drops, “please,” it reminds you of the tone he had when he told you he was the last of his kind, wandering the whole of time and space. You remember the look on his face— how could you ever forget— a man who, whether he’d admit it aloud or not, desperately needed comfort.

“I’m not going anywhere,” your tone is hushed to match his, arms finding their way back around him. You feel lips press onto the top of your head and releasing the breath you didn’t realize you were holding, you sink back down into his embrace.

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#51 from list 2 for ethan edwards 🙏🙏

51. “I’ve never done this before”

Inexperienced Ethan Edwards! X fem reader

Warnings? SMUT; loss of virginity🧍🏼‍♀️, protected sex, p in v, swearing, pet names, teasing, kissing, I can’t think of any more

I hope you enjoy and I apologize for any errors

The girl sat in confusion as her boyfriend pulled away from her neck where he had previously been laying sloppy kisses.

“Everything okay?” She questioned as she noticed a hesitant look in ethan’s eye

“Yeah uh, there’s just something I have to tell you before we..you know..keep going” he shyly spoke

“Okay..” she answered as she leaned back and watched as he took in a shaky breath

“I’ve never done this before”

“Done what E?” She asked needing more clarification on what exactly the boy meant

“Had sex”

“Wait, your a virgin?” She asked shocked at the boy’s admission

“I know I’m sorry, you probably thought that I was experienced and was going to give you the best night of your life and it’s pretty embarra-“

“Ethan baby it’s okay” she cut of his rambling and ran a hand through his hair

“Are you sure?”

“Yes ethan, I don’t mind that your a virgin. Am I shocked? Yes, I mean your gorgeous ethan I don’t know how girls have turned you down”

A blush took over the boys face as he looked down, he knew he was good looking but every time you brought up his looks he couldn’t help but get butterflies in his stomach.

“Part of it was me, there were a few girlfriends I almost went all the way with but it just never felt right like it does with you” he explained looking in your eyes.

“Wait..you want me to take it?”

“Yeah, I mean as long as your okay with it. Your the only person I can imagine myself with”

“Okay”

“Okay?” He questioned as a smirk pulled over his face

“Yeah baby” she replied with her own smirk as she leaned down to begin to place kisses along the column of his throat.

She left light nips, careful not to leave marks as it was summer and he was constantly shirtless around his family.

“Y/n” he moaned as she sucked on his sweet spot

He felt a smirk form on her lips at the sounds that escaped his throat. While the couple hadn’t gone all the way before they’ve had their fair share of make-outs and she knew exactly what to do to get the reactions she wanted.

“Baby please” he whimpered

“Please what E?”

“Please touch me” he begged his girlfriend

“Where do you want me to touch you at?” She smirked teasing the boy

“Want you to touch my cock” he whimpered fisting the sheets below him

“Like this pretty boy?” She questioned as she ran a hand over the prominent bulge in his pants

She watched in admiration as the boy below her as his eyebrows furrowed and his head dipped back. She wasn’t teasing, she just wanted to make his first time memorable.

“If you keep doing that I’m gonna cum in my pants and I really don’t want to” he complained hoping that the girl above him would allow him some relief.

And that she did, as she backed up on the boy and hastily undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. Standing up herself to take off the remainder of her clothing while ethan removed his jeans as well.

“Do you have condoms?” She asked

“Yeah i bought some a few days ago, in my desk drawer” he pointed to the drawer on the right of his desk.

Grabbing one and quickly returning to her spot above her boyfriend she pulled him into a sweet kiss, “You sure you wanna do this E?” She asked one last time.

“I’m positive” he smiled at her

“Well then take your boxers off” she smirked

The boy felt a bit self-conscious for a moment until he caught the sight of the way the girls eyes locked on his cock and weren’t moving.

“God Ethan” she whimpered, the sight of his hard and swollen cock was something she could stare at for days, not to mention the size of it was just as admirable.

Snapping out of her thoughts she opened the condom wrapper before leaning forward to slide it on his cock, causing the boy to choke out a moan.

Positioning herself above the boys cock she slowly sunk down, cries and whimpers leaving the couples throats until she made it to his base.

His hand flew to her waist keeping her there for a moment as he got used to the feeling of her walls hugging him so tight.

“Fuck Your so big” she cried, she’d had boyfriends in the past she had slept with but Ethan took the cake for being the biggest and best she’d ever had.

Once the couple collected themselves the girl slowly started moving her hips back and forth allowing them both to get used to the new feeling of each other.

But after a moment the boy finally spoke up, allowing his girlfriend to really give him what he needed. “Baby go faster please” he begged the girl.

Not needing to be told twice she quickly picked up her pace and began moving at a faster pace, her own head thrown back while she listened to Ethan’s whimpers in her neck.

The grip he had on her ass got tighter as he felt himself get closer and closer to the edge.

“Fuck Y/n I’m close” he cried into her throat as he began to leave sloppy kisses.

“Me too baby just hang on” she moaned, a hand gripping into his hair to pull him to her lips for a sloppy but much needed kiss.

She could feel her orgasm getting closer as her stomach tightened and she tried her best to keep up her pace. Thankfully noticing his girlfriends struggles ethan began to guid the girls hips, thrusting his own up a little as well.

“So close E” she cried into his ear, grabbing one of his hands and directing it between her legs. Without an issue the boy quickly found her clit and began rubbing circles around the bud.

“I’m cumming!” He cried as he let his hips thrust up into her core helping bring her to her orgasm as well.

“Me to baby!” She moaned as she felt the fire in her lower belly burst and she fell forward into her boyfriends chest, slowly moving her hips to guide them through their highs.

Finally coming down and catching their breath they both smiled at each other, ethan leaning down to place a sweet kiss onto his girlfriends head.

“Everything you ever imagined?” She teased

“Even better, thank you baby” he smiled at her.

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[cryptidcorners]

Mike Schmidt x Reader Headcanons

= Character: Mike Schmidt

= Media: Movie!Five Nights At Freddie's

= Prompt: N/A

= Description: You and Mike had been dating for several months, which not many knew due to his wishes for privacy. Mike was a shy character, and you didn't expect to wake up in his arms now and then. You had known each other for years, and unlike your past partners, you finally found someone who truly understood you.

= Request: N/A

= Tags: Comfort, Fluff, Slight Angst? Romance, Headcanons, Established Relationship, just Sweet Stuff ! + Reader is Gender Neutral

= Warnings: Mentions of Childhood Trauma & Kidnapping, Mike is incredibly Stressed and Depressed From Work, Nightmares ! + FNAF Movie Spoilers

Despite his fluctuating work-life and raising his sister all on his own, he makes sure to engage with you as much as possible. While Mike can't afford to take you on dates, he spoils you at home and gives you the strongest hospitality anyone can offer. His highlights are hearing about your day, rambling about your interests. He barely thinks about talking about himself (let's be honest, you're all Mike thinks about).

He'd definitely not understand the lore you're fixated on sometimes, but he'll listen regardless.

Painfully shy around you. He gets nervous even asking you for a hug or kiss. Mike hesitates to hold your hand in public or share romantic gestures in fear you'll be disgusted by his lack of experience for affection. He's always delighted (and relieved) when you melt at the feel of his touch.

Cuddling! God, he loves it. His pills do help him sleep, but you help him relax. Mike prefers spooning you, his arms wrapped around your body is something magical, at least to him. He sleeps much better with you.

Anytime Mike flashes away from his nightmares, it helps him dramatically to wake up to you backed up against his chest. Sometimes he'd lazily wake up, desperate for some type of comfort. A lot of mornings were encouragement and warm hugs, which was more than another for both of you.

Mike is very clingy. Due to his trauma of Garett being kidnapped at a young age, he gets incredibly worried when you're gone for too long, especially if you're late.

So damn awkward when he's meeting and/or visiting people you know. Mike cannot socialize with anybody for the life of him. He doesn't bother telling you though. As long as you're enjoying yourself, he'll bare whatever is bothering him if it means seeing you this way.

Very protective. If he ever sees anybody making you uncomfortable (or if he even thinks so) Mike goes ballistic. Sometimes restoring to violence depending on how severe it is. He definitely feels bad afterwards, especially due to embarrassing you like that.

Will intentionally wear shirts/sweaters you like. Mike craves your validation, and loves the feeling of you complimenting him. (Give him a hug, please!) + Gets weak when you fix his tie or adjust his shirt collars.

Marking! Marking! Marking! (Giving + Receiving), I definitely see Mike giggling as he's kissing you or being kissed. His laugh is definitely infectious, and charming to see.

Loves it when you play with his hair, especially when you're cuddling. Slipping your fingers through his curls drives him crazy and makes him melt.

Mike definitely loves pet names, but I imagine he'd love your name much more. He holds it as stronger than any title ever. For him, personally he'd take whatever you call him, Mike is sweet like that.

You cannot tell me that you playing/interacting with Abby destroys his heart (in a good way). Seeing you as a parental figure to her makes him so happy, I bet he cries in joy thinking about it.

Sometimes he's so stressed from work to the point he'll fall into your arms for comfort in an attempt to channel his internal hardships.

Mike is definitely the sweetest kisser ever, not very experienced but he still gives you butterflies. Will hold you every time you kiss, making you feel secure every time. Even if it's a light peck, his hands will either be wrapped around your back, briefly caressing your sides or tight on your shoulders.

Speaking of kisses, he 100% gets lightheaded after them and giggles like a teenager after.

Uses his puppy-dog eyes a lot, even without realizing it.

Says "please" + "sorry" way too much. Absolute sweetheart.

Wears those goofy aprons when he cooks, he doesn't know you think it's cute/funny. Mike likes them way too much.

Hates public areas so much, prefers peaceful walks where it's quiet. Loud noises stresses him out.

Mike cannot tell sarcasm, info dumps or complicated jokes. He'd either just tilt his head in confusion or giggle in an attempt to make it look he understood.

Feels so guilty when you give him money or gifts and he can't repay it. Mike is a giver !

Such a comforter, he'll always listen to you vent, even if he's dead tired from his job. Bet Mike would hold you tightly, telling you everything will be okay.

Mike is pretty private about his feelings, especially his trauma. He's more focused on you on anything !

Loves you more than anything, would 100% run across a haunted pizzeria fatally injured for you in a heartbeat.

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[chrollohearttags]

firefighter!ace getting saddled with the responsibility of watching after the kid of one of his superiors or a family friend and he asks you to help. “C’mon, rookie. You’re the only girl here and she’ll probably feel more comfortable. You can be like a big sister for the day.” “I think you have too much faith in me. I don’t do well with kids.” You’re completely apprehensive and thinking that this is going to be a mess but your mind completely changes when the little one is on your heels all day, calling you ‘big sis (y/n)’ and looking at you like you’re the greatest thing in the world. You guys give her a tour around the firehouse, show her how you put on your uniform and you even style her tiny curls the same way you do yours when working. Even swooping her baby hairs with a brush. “I look just like you!” “No, you’re way cuter!” Two space buns on her adorable little head as she sits in your lap. She’s asking all these questions and telling you how cool you are. “You think I can be a firefighter too?” “You can be anything you want to be in this world, sweetie. Always remember that.” Your boss happens to walk in and he can’t help but grin from ear to ear because it’s the cutest damn thing he’s ever seen. He’s never seen you this soft or vulnerable before and Ace is so proud of how well you’ve handled babysitting, despite what you said earlier. “What was all that about not being good with kids? You’re a terrible liar, you know that?” Smacking your lips at his comments. But you find yourself having the same reactions, butterflies flying through your stomach when you see him spinning the little girl around in the air as she giggles and asks to go higher. Seeing him carry her on the back of his neck as he does squats out in the training area…but perhaps the best part is when it’s later in the night and you hear faint yet mellifluous singing from one of the bunks and it’s him humming the melody of ‘Somewhere Over The Rainbow’, a song his own mom used to sing to him as a child to get the little girl to sleep. Experiencing emotions you never imagined..

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[roses-r-rosie3]

Tomas Vrbada Smut Alphabet

A - Aftercare (What is he like after sex)

✰ He will cuddle you, clean you up, talk to you for a bit about how much he loves you and how much you mean to him and then fall asleep next to you or he will be knocked out (either or)

B - Bottom Or Top? (Is he a Bottom or Top? Is he Dom!Bottom, Sub!Bottom, Dom!Top, Sub!Top)

✰ He is definitely either a sub!bottom or a sub!top but either way he is a sub there are very rare occasions where he is dominate but he is a bottom at heart ❤️

C - Cum (Anything to do with Cum)

✰ May not seem like it but he is a FREAK. He loves when you cum in his mouth (of course he swallows because he’s a ‘good boy’), he loves when you cum in him, literally anything to do with it

D - Dirty Secret (Secret Kink/Guilty Pleasure)

✰ He secretly likes the idea of you getting him pregnant. Of course, he knows that he can’t get pregnant but the thought of having a child that looks like you and him gets him excited

E - Experience (How Experienced is he?)

✰ I don’t see him as a very experienced person, you were probably his first relationship

F - Favorite Position (Self explanatory)

✰ Probably missionary (I know it’s basic)

G - Goofy (Is he silly during sex? Or is he serious)

✰ He takes these moments really seriously, he wouldn’t mind a if you cracked a joke here and there though

H - Hair (How well groomed is he?)

✰ He shaves almost everyday so I would imagine him to be very clean and well-groomed

I - Intimacy (How romantic is he during sex?)

✰ He is a very very romantic man, if he’s topping he’ll shower you with love and praise, if he’s bottoming he’ll tell you how good you’re fucking him

J - Jacking Off (Does he masterbate?)

✰ He used to do it a lot but after he started dating you he started jerking off maybe one or twice every month

K - Kinks (what are his kinks?)

✰ Pregnancy kink (as said before)

✰ Orgasam Control

✰ Gagging

L - Location (Favorite place to do it)

✰ He likes the bedroom a lot mainly because you guys don’t have to worry about being caught

M - Motivation (What turns him on)

✰ Literally anything tbh, you being shirtless, you training, you coming out of the shower with only a bath towel wrapped around your waist, but he tries (key word: tries) to hide it (he’s blushing like crazy)

N - No (Something he wouldn’t do/turn offs)

✰ knifeplay/anything with violence involved. He is afraid that he would accidentally hurt you and he doesn’t wanna take that risk

O - Oral (What are his oral preferences? Does he like giving or receiving?)

✰ he prefers giving because seeing your face scrunch up as he blows you makes him feel butterflies in his stomach

P - Pace (How Fast/slow does he go during sex?)

✰ If he’s topping he will go slow at first so that he can make sure that he’s not hurting you and eventually speed up over time

✰ If he is bottoming though… he wants you to make him your bitch

Q - Quickie (His opinions on quickies. Would he do it?)

✰ He doesn’t mind quickies because he’s always away from you but he prefers for the two of you to have an actual intimate moment (not that quickies aren’t intimate)

R - Risk (How risky is he willing to go?)

✰ I feel like Tomas isn’t a fan of it but if you want to then he will

✰ If you’re giving him a blowjob or jerking him off in the hallways, he would be extremely cautious and paranoid

S - Stamina (how long does he last)

✰ He could last about 4-5 rounds I mean he is a ninja after all…🤷‍♂️

T - Toys(does he own any toys?)

✰ I honestly don’t see Tomas to be the kind of guy to own any toys, maybe a dildo??

U - Unfair (does he like teasing you)

✰ No, He knows that if he even tries to tease you, then you will punish him (which probably gives him more of a reason for him to tease you now that I think about it)

V - Volume (How loud is he)

✰ All I need to say is that man WHIMPERS

W - Wild Card (random sex Headcannon)

✰ Once, when you and Tomas were doing it, Kuai started knocking on the door because he heard Tomas and thought he was being hurt, so while kuai was opening the door Tomas had to use abilities so that you could both put your clothes on

X - X-Ray (How big is his cock? Anything like that lols)

✰ 7 1/2 inches long 3 inches thick

Y - Yearning (how high is his sex drive)

✰ Honestly I don’t think it would be that high unless if he was coming home from a mission, but he would most likely want to cuddle and kiss while watching a movie

Z - Zzzz (how quickly does he fall asleep afterwards?)

✰ If he’s topping he will help you clean up but if he’s bottoming he will be out like a lightbulb

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[aangelichaos]

SLOW

Summary: After months of pining, Joel Miller finally makes a move on you at the winter dance.

Age Rating: T

Word Count: 1.9K

Warnings: Allusions to smut, kissing, sexual tension, there's a creepy dude but Joel helps

A/N: Sorry this is ass, the writer's block is so bad rn. Anyways I fucking love Jackson Joel so much, there needs to be more fics of him. I love the idea of him finally experiencing a crush again and being able to really acknowledge those feelings, and he's so overwhelmed and thrown off by how much he craves you. Divider by @inklore

He's had his eyes on you all night.

He can't stop watching, mesmerized by the way you move. If he were younger and more confident he would be out on the dance floor with you. But he's intimidated by your beauty, so sweet and graceful as you dance. He can't measure up to you, his bones are creaky and he can't dance to save his own life. And even though you're not much younger than him yourself, he fears that his age is starting to catch up to him, that he wouldn't be able to keep up your seemingly boundless energy. So he sticks to the sidelines, content to watch you dance the night away.

He doesn't know when it started, exactly. All he knows is that at some point, he became utterly infatuated with you, and now he can't get enough. Your smile, your laughter, your touch- he's hooked on you. He feels like a teenager again, with the way butterflies form in his stomach when he sees you and his heart races when you flash that pretty smile his way. So when a strange man approaches you, extending his hand in invitation, it sets off a silent rage inside him.

‘It should be me’ Joel thinks as he watches him pull you into his arms, far too intimate for two strangers. And then he starts to wonder, doubt filling his mind. There's not a ring on your finger, and you never mentioned another man in your life, but he still can't help but think that maybe he's been deluding himself this entire time. You've probably been with that man all this time, and he's just been too caught up in his feelings for you to notice. The guy pulls you closer, and a burning hot wave of jealousy crashes over him, intense and nearly painful. That is, until your eyes meet his, and he sees the look in them.

Fear.

Fear is a familiar thing to him. He can recognize it from a mile away. The subtle furrow of your brows, the slight widening of your eyes as they plead with him, a silent cry for help. He's walking towards the two of you before he even knows what he's doing, instinct telling him he needs to get you away from that guy. He's subtle about it, tapping the guy's shoulder and mumbling out a "Mind if I steal her away for a minute?" He whisks you away before the man can object.

You end up back in the corner of the room with him, the two of you sipping on your drinks as you watch everybody else dance.

“Thank you,” you finally mutter after a few moments of silence.

“No problem,” he says in return, giving you a small nod. "If you don't mind me askin', what was that about?"

“He just wanted to get into my pants,” you spit, “I think he was drunk or something. He wouldn't let go of me, you know how those guys are.”

“Fuckin' idiot,” he grumbles. “Boys like him ain't got a damn clue how to treat a woman.” He can't imagine how someone could look at you, so pretty and lovely, and just seeing a hole to use for the night. You deserve better. You deserve a man who knows how to take care of a woman, make you feel loved and safe. He wishes it were him. He'd be good to you.

You nod in return. “Yeah,” is all you respond with before the two of you fall back into silence, and he wishes he could think of something to say. You're right here, as gorgeous as ever, and he's completely fucking this up. But what do you say to someone when all you can think about is how good they felt in your arms and how badly you want to kiss them?

“So,” you speak up again. “Do you want to dance?”

It's a simple question. Innocent, lighthearted. But it sends his heart racing. You want to dance with him. You. Beautiful, perfect you. But he can't, he knows he can't, because he'll only crave you more if he does. “Darlin', I- I don't dance. Got two left feet,” he jokes, trying to ignore the way he fucking aches to have you in his arms again.

“Come on, it'll be fun,” you urge him, a smile playing on your lips. “Please?”

It's almost scary how quickly his resolve crumbles. He wishes he were a stronger man, but he can't resist you, could never resist you. “Okay.”

He curses himself for agreeing when you grin and take his hand, pulling him to the dance floor. You're so pretty. So goddamn pretty, and he doesn't know how to deal with it. You grasp his hands and nearly drag him around the floor, but he doesn't mind at all. And to his surprise, he is able to keep up with you, after all (though he might have stepped on your foot once or twice at first).

“‘Two left feet' my ass,” you say after a few minutes. “You're doing just fine.”

“Tell that to your toes,” he quips, reveling in the way you giggle in response. He thinks it might just be the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard.

“Yeah, but that was only a couple times. You haven’t done that in at least five minutes,” you’re quick to point out. “You’re doing great, really,” you assure him with a soft smile.

Joel’s heart skips a beat at that. He wonders if you can tell he's smitten, if you can feel the way his heart is racing. "Thanks," he murmurs in reply.

The song ends, suddenly replaced with something much softer, slower. Oh, shit. He drops your hands, clearing his throat nervously. But you take his hand back in yours, stepping closer.

God.

"Is this alright?" you ask softly, not daring to make another move until he agrees.

"Yes," he responds instantly, tentatively reaching his free hand out to grasp your waist. It's indescribable, the feeling of finally getting to hold you like this. He never wants to let you go.

You drop his hand, instead opting to wrap your arms around his neck while his hand falls to your hip along with the other. You stay like this for a while, just swaying back and forth. Joel's heart is pounding, and he thinks that surely you can feel it, but if you can you don't say anything.

At some point the line between platonic and romantic blurs, and the respectable distance between you closes. He has you cradled against his chest, his arms wrapped fully around you as you lean into him.

“Hey, Joel?” you mumble, looking up to meet his eyes. Your eyes are beautiful in this light, shining and sparkling as they look up at him. It takes everything in his power not to pull your face to his and kiss you breathless then and there.

“Yeah?” he whispers out, his voice tight and strained.

“What’re we doing?” you ask, your bottom lip sticking out just slightly in a small pout.

His brows furrow in confusion. “We’re… dancing?” he whispers back tentatively.

“No, I mean… fuck,” you curse under your breath. You pause for a moment, leaving Joel to wait with bated breath for your next words. “What are we?”

The words shoot through him like a bolt of lightning, setting every nerve in his body aflame. “I… don’t know, sugar. What do you want us to be?” he asks. He knows exactly what you want, and he wants it too, but he needs to hear it from your pretty lips.

You sigh softly. “Not this. I don’t… shit, there’s something here, right? I’m not making it up, am I?” you ask in a desperate plea for him to tell you he feels it too.

Joel thinks that he must be dreaming, because there's no way in hell you're in his arms, damn near begging him to tell you how much he adores you. “Honey girl, you ain’t makin’ anything up. Been head over heels for a damn long time.”

You let out a shuddering sigh of relief. “You have?”

Joel nods, gently taking your chin between his index finger and his thumb to keep you looking at him. “Mm. Can’t stop thinkin’ about ya, feel like I'm losing my damn mind.”

Your hands fist in his coat as he gently rubs his thumb along your plush lower lip. You like that, he realizes. Good to know.

“Lemme kiss ya, darlin’. Been dyin’ for a taste of these pretty lips.” Joel thinks he sounds like a complete madman, everything he’s ever been taught about respect and manners flying out the window and quickly being replaced by a flirtatiousness he didn’t even know he possessed. But your entire body shudders in response, and he suddenly can’t find it in himself to care.

"Please," you whisper, and his lips are on yours as soon as the word leaves your mouth.

His hands come up to your face, gently grasping your cheeks and holding your lips to his. He tries to take it slow, he really does, but you feel so fucking good, and he’s been waiting so long. He all but devours your lips as you hold onto his shoulders to keep yourself steady. You don’t stop him even though he thinks you really should, letting him take what he wants, needs. It’s like you understand how he’s feeling, how bad he’s been needing this, and maybe you do. Maybe you’ve been craving it just as much.

He doesn’t pull away until his lungs are burning with the need to breathe, panting shakily as he rests his forehead against your own. “Fuck, sugar, ‘m sorry. Got carried away there.”

“Don’t apologize.” You tilt your head up to kiss his cheek and Joel sighs softly at the contact, his hold on you tightening slightly. “I haven’t had a kiss that good in years.”

Joel chuckles and presses another, less needy, kiss to your lips. “Same here, sweet girl. Didn’t realize how much I missed it.”

You smile and lean up to kiss his cheek. "How long have you been wanting to kiss me, Joel?" you ask, the sugary-sweet lilt of your voice nearly driving him mad with desire.

"Way too damn long," Joel sighs. "Gotta be a few months at least."

"Mm. Looks like we got a lot of lost time to make up for, huh?" you breathe, leaning in close until your lips are a mere inch from his.

"Fuck," Joel hisses. "We sure do, darlin'. Tell you what, my house ain't far... what do you say we head on over there, have a drink, see where the night takes us?" he suggests, a small, seductive smile gracing his lips.

You nod eagerly. "Yeah. I'd like that."

The night takes you exactly where he wants it to. You, in his bed, arms wrapped around him tight while he pleases you in every way he knows how.

Goddamn, he's missed this too.

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