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We’re Getting Married

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Author: @cxddlyash

Words: 7923

Author’s Note: So, I love wedding stuff and I planned one out for a Dylan fic and I basically wrote this in one day! Eh? Hopefully you guys will like it. It’s super cute and smutty! Thanks to @mf-despair-queen for proofreading this for me. Pst, she’s amazing.

You can find all the wedding stuff here

12:00 a.m.

I sat at the island in Dylan’s apartment with a glass of water, looking at the engagement ring on my finger, a small smile on my lips. I still can’t believe he asked me to marry him. Dylan and I have been together for over six years and now we’re going to start the next chapter of our lives and I couldn’t be more excited. I’ve been rummaging through many different wedding venues, trying to figure out where we want our wedding. Dyl said that it doesn’t matter where we have it, as long as I’m there along with our friends and family. I’ve always wanted to get married on the beach, because I absolutely love the ocean. I’ve found a couple of places on the beach that hold weddings and managed to pick one, after thinking it over for hours on end. We had decided for the wedding colors to be aqua and white.

I glanced back at my ring, thinking about that day again, never being able to forget it. It was the best day of my life and Dylan made it feel so romantic.

I walked into the apartment after I got done work, seeing Dylan sitting at the island, scrolling through his phone. I closed the door, grabbing his attention and he smiled, walking over to me, greeting me with a chaste kiss to the lips.

“Hey baby,” Dylan muttered against my lips, giving me a few more kisses before we head into the kitchen, sitting at the island. He takes my hand in his as I tell him about my day and how shitty it had been at work. He stood up, walking behind me as he pressed his thumbs into my shoulder, making me groan out in pleasure, feeling his lips against my bare shoulder. He’s literally the sweetest boyfriend I’ve ever had. “I have a surprise for you tonight,” He whispered into my ear and I lean my head back against his chest, looking up at him upside down.

“Oh really?” I asked, feeling a little excited as he nodded his head, placing a kiss to my forehead. I stand up, resting my hands against his chest as he wraps his arms around my waist. “Can I have a hint?” I questioned, biting my lip as he shook his head, chuckling.

“Nope, now go get ready,” He told me and I walked past him, his hand coming down on my ass playfully. I turned around, my lips parted as he has an adorable smirk on his lips.

“That’ll cost you, O’Brien.” I nibbled on my bottom lip, seeing him step closer to me. He wrapped his arm around my lower back, his large hand squeezing my ass cheek.

“You love it and you know it,” He whispered, growling slightly as my heartbeat picks up. He pulled me into a rough kiss, biting my bottom lip as I let out a moan, gripping his shirt in my hands. He pulled away and both of us were panting, getting a little hot as he leaned his forehead against mine. “We should really get going.” I nodded my head, my eyes closed as I try to calm my heartbeat.

I walked into the bedroom, looking through the closet for a cute but casual outfit, since Dylan’s wearing a flannel with a white t-shirt underneath it, paired with black jeans and his favorite adidas shoes. I pull out a sundress, the same sundress I wore on our first date and a large grin was on my lips. He always told me that he loved me in this dress.

I walked into the living room and Dylan glances up at me before looking back down at his phone, until his eyes moved back onto my figure. I stood there in a strapless sundress, the chest area being a beige color while the skirt is light blue and flowy. I had placed on my gladiator sandals and put on very light makeup.

“W-Wow. You look just as beautiful as you did on our first date. Maybe even more beautiful.” He smiled, walking over to me, his eyes roaming my body. I silently thanked him as I blushed, looking at the ground as his hand lightly intertwined our fingers. “Ready?” He asked and I nodded my head, smiling at him as we walked out of the apartment, hand in hand as we walked downtown, which was five minutes from where we live. We walked into our favorite restaurant, walking up to the host at the podium. “Take out for O’Brien?” The hostess nodded, going into the back as my eyebrows furrowed together, confused why he got take out. I was about to question him when she came back with the food, handing it to Dylan. He thanked her, taking my hand in his again before walking out, leading me towards the memorial park. I saw a picnic blanket placed on the ground, candles lit around it as my heart swells.

“Oh my god, Dylan. This is absolutely adorable. I love this.” I placed a kiss to his cheek as I sat on my knees. He sets some of the food on plates, handing me one of them as we ate in a comfortable silence, looking up at the stars every once in awhile. After we had finished eating, he pulled me off the ground, walking along the pathway that’s near a river, enjoying the sounds of the water. We stopped near the water, my arms wrapped around his waist as I rested my head against his shoulder, standing in silence.

“You know I love you, right?” Dylan asked and I looked up at him, nodding my head. He smiled at me, looking past me, his lips parting slightly. “Woah, look at that,” He said and I turned around, trying to find the thing he was looking at. I turned around, ready to ask him what he was looking at when I noticed that he was on one knee. I let out a soft gasp, covering my mouth with my hand. “Y/N, you’ve always meant so much to me and I honestly don’t know what I would do without you in my life. The more I got to know you throughout the years, I fell more in love with you, even when I thought that it wasn’t possible.” He paused, clearing his throat as I can see tears welling up, the same happening to me as I try to blink the blurriness away. “I was so happy when you agreed to go on our first date that I couldn’t contain my excitement, and that happens before every date we go on. I love you so, so much that I want to start the next chapter of our life together. So, would you do the honor and becoming my wife, Mrs. O’Brien?” He finished and a few tears slid down my cheeks, nodding my head repeatedly.

“Yes, Dylan. Of course,” I cried, laughing a bit as he stood up, sliding the beautiful engagement ring onto my ring finger before bringing me into a kiss. Both his hands rested on my face as he put all the passion into this one kiss. I pulled away, looking at the ring on my finger, a wide smile on my lips as I can feel Dylan’s eyes on me.

“I was really nervous to ask you,” He muttered and I looked up at him, laying a hand on his shoulder.

“Why? Baby, we’ve been together for six years. I’ve fallen in love with you so hard. But, I’m glad you didn’t chicken out because I’ve been thinking about you asking me for about a year.” I smiled at him and he pressed a small kiss to my lips.

“I love you.”

I smiled at the memory, getting little glimpses of it every time I look at the ring. A hand laid against my waist making me jump, turning around to see a very tired Dylan. He rubbed his eye, pressing a tired kiss to my head. “How long have you been up, baby?” He mumbled lowly.

“I couldn’t sleep. I get too excited thinking about the wedding, even though it’s months away.” I smiled, his head resting against my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my waist. He looked at the wedding dress catalogue that was placed in front of me, his lips pressed to my shoulder.

“You should try to get a little sleep. You do have a dress appointment tomorrow and our friends don’t need you being grumpy while trying to find a dress,” He chuckled and I closed the book, turning around, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“You’re right.” I smiled and he wrapped one of his arms around my waist, the other placed behind my knees, picking me up bridal style as he walked us to our room, dropping me onto the bed before crawling on top of me. He trailed kisses from the top of my breast up towards my neck. I bite my lip, moving my head to the side, giving him more access as he bit and sucked on the skin under my earlobe. His lips moved up my jawline, pressing a few kisses to my lips.

“You know, if you’re not tired, I could help you get to sleep.” He smirked and I bit my lip, feeling my panties dripping with arousal. I nodded my head and he pressed his lips to mine again before he moved down my body, lying in between my legs. Dylan pressed his thumb against my clit, making my hips buck up, letting out a tiny moan as he looked up at me, continuing to draw figure eights through my panties. I leaned on my elbows, watching him as he pushed my panties to the side, dipping his head down before licking up my pussy, circling his tongue around my clit.

“O-Oh, Dylan,” I moaned out, leaning my head back as my eyes fluttered shut. He licked up my folds a few more times before diving in, poking his tongue through my folds, finding my entrance. His hands gripped my hips as I writhed underneath him, one hand roaming, gripping onto the comforter as my other hand grips onto his hair. His nose nudged my clit as his tongue explored and every once in awhile, he’ll trail back towards my clit, making shapes with his tongue. Moans escaped my lips as he bit down softly, my back arching and I swear at one point he had spelled out his name. Two of his fingers pressed against my entrance as his attention with his tongue stayed on my clit. He slipped his fingers in easily as my arousal has coated my walls and he began pumping his fingers in and out of me. I let out breathy moans as his fingertips brushed against my sweet spot, making me scream out. My walls clenched on his fingers as my orgasm was closing in. Dylan hummed against my clit, pumping his fingers faster as I moved my hips uncontrollably, thrusting my hips all around and he looked up at me, licking his lips.

“Come on, baby. Cum for me. Cum all over my fingers.” He smirked, adding another finger before picking up the pace, his mouth landing on my clit once more as I screamed out, arching my back as both hands gripped the sheets. My toes curled as I began to cum all over his fingers, moaning loudly. He continued to pump his fingers in and out of me slowly, prolonging my orgasm. After my high had died down, I watched Dylan lick his fingers clean before crawling back up towards me, pressing his lips against mine, faintly tasting my juices on his lips. I was panting underneath him, becoming tired as he pressed a kiss to my cheek before sliding off of me, laying in the space next to me.

“You certainly know what you’re doing,” I mumbled, laying on my side, facing him. He chuckled, scooting closer to me, wrapping his arm around my waist, grazing his fingers against my lower back. I nuzzled my head into his neck, closing my eyes as I rest my hands against his chest.

“I know you really well, baby girl. I know everything that gets you off. Now, get some rest, alright?” He whispered and I nodded my head, sleep overcoming as I barely heard Dylan. “I love you so much, Mrs. O’Brien.”

I woke up to the feeling of lips against my shoulder blade and I let out a groan, turning over. I’m almost asleep again when fingers brushed the hair out of my face, and I open my eyes slowly, squinting at the sunlight shining throughout the room. Dylan’s face comes into view, a grin on his lips as he’s fully dress, leaning onto the bed. “Hi, baby,” I mumbled and he smiled, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“Morning, baby girl. How’d you sleep?” He asked, tucking some hair behind my ear. I sat up, rubbing my eyes as I looked towards the clock. 11:21 a.m.

“Like a baby. It seemed that your theory proved to work,” I giggled, running a hand through my hair as I get up, heading into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Once I finished brushing my teeth, I walked back into the bedroom, finding Dylan sitting on the edge of the bed, talking to someone on the phone. I looked at him confused, wondering who it is and he had mouthed “wedding planner” to me. I nodded my head, smiling, excited to see what she’s got for us and I walked over to him, straddling his lap as he glances up me, his eyes widening.

“Ye-Yeah. Y/N’s going shopping for her dress today and she’ll be letting me know when’s she done if you want to meet up after.” He mentioned and I could hear her talking his ear off. I dipped my head into his neck, grazing my lips softly over the skin as his free hand squeezes my hip. He let out “mhm’s” every once in a while as I continued to nip at his skin, grinding my hips a bit to tease him. He’s been on the phone for about fifteen minutes as I watched him, giving him a small smile as I ran my fingers through his hair. When he finally gets off the phone, he kisses my lips, letting out a small moan as his hands roam my waist and hips. My phone rings and I pull away from him, pulling it off of the night stand, seeing Steff calling me.

“Hello?” I answered, Dylan’s lips moving to my neck as the roles had reversed.

“Hey, we’re leaving in about five minutes. We’ll be there in probably ten to fifteen minutes, alright?” She asked and I nodded my head, loving the feeling of his lips against my sweet spot, almost making my moan out. “Y/N?” She asks, making sure I was still there.

“Y-Yeah, I’m here. I mean, yeah, I’ll be ready.” I let out a breathy moan as he bites my skin.

“Alright,” She chuckles, knowing exactly what’s happening, “I’ll let you go be with your man now, but don’t forget, fifteen minutes.” I let out a “yeah” and she hung up. Dylan pulls the phone out of my hand, pressing his lips to mine once more as I ran my hands against his shoulder, trailing them into his hair. His hands move to my ass, squeezing lightly, moving my hips against his semi-hard on.

“F-Fuck, baby,” I muttered, my lips hovering over his as I can feel his breath hit my face. “I-I really need to get ready.” I whispered as he continued to grind against me, his breathing becoming heavier.

“God, I wish we had more time,” He groaned, letting me go and I press a loving kiss to his lips before I get off his lap. I pulled out a pair of leggings and one of his flannels, getting dressed quickly. As I passed him, I noticed he had adjusted himself, watching me.

“If I didn’t have to leave in five minutes,” I leaned in towards his ear, whispering, “I’d totally suck that wonderful cock of yours.” I heard him groan and I smile, kissing his cheek before going back into the bathroom to put some deodorant and perfume on. I quickly put some shoes on, hearing honking outside and I grab my purse off of my dresser, heading towards the door, Dylan trailing behind me. I opened the door, seeing the girls in the car, waving at me and I smile, turning towards Dylan, pressing a loving kiss to his lips. “Goodbye, baby. I’ll see you after the appointment, okay?” I asked and he nodded his head, kissing my lips again.

“Of course. I love you,” He whispered and I smiled, giving him one more kiss.

“I love you too, Dylan.” I give him a tight hug, hearing the girls wolf whistling from behind me and I roll my eyes, laughing. I waved him goodbye, getting into the backseat of Steff’s car, greeting my best friends. We drove to David’s Bridal, everyone clearly excited to find me the perfect dress for our wedding, getting overly excited myself.

After we parked the car, the six of us had walked into David’s Bridal, getting one of the consultant’s attention. She walked up to us, greeting us as I give her a small wave.

“Who’s the bride?” She asked and I raised my hand, smiling widely. She smiled as well, shaking my hand and introducing herself as Amber to us. “And who are these lovely ladies?” Amber asked and I looked back at them.

“We have the maid of honor, Lau and my bridesmaid’s, Steff, Malissa, Bekah, and Cait.” I smiled and she brought us to a couch that has a pedestal in front of it. We all sat down as my attention was brought to her.

“So, what kind of dress are you looking for?” She asked.

“I was thinking a ball gown with a sweetheart neckline, but I don’t want it really poofy or extravagant. Simple, but elegant is perfectly fine with me.” I smiled and she brought me along with her, leaving the girls to mingle to themselves.

After trying on about ten dresses, I finally found the one that I truly feel like a bride in. The bodice of the dress has a beautiful pattern with a long skirt that’s not too poofy. It’s absolutely beautiful. Dylan’s going to love this.

“You look absolutely beautiful, Y/N,” Lau mentioned and all the girls hollered, agreeing with her as tears began to pool, looking at myself in the mirror. Amber had put a veil on me, and the tears slid down my cheeks as I let out a small sob, covering my mouth with my hand. All of them had gotten up, bringing me into a group hug as I chuckled. They had taken my measurements and told me that to come back in about a month. The wedding is in two months. It’s creeping around the corner and I can’t wait for the say I can become Mrs. O’Brien.

The girls dropped me off at the house, hollering a goodbye as Steff drove off. I turned around to walk into my apartment, seeing Dylan standing at the doorstep, keys in his hands. He smiled, stalking towards me, wrapping his arms around me, twirling us around. I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Did you seriously miss me already?” I asked as he put me down, mushing his soft lips against my cheek.

“I did.” He chuckled, placing his lips near my ear, “I seriously wish you would’ve had more time, I came so, so much earlier.” He smirked and I bit my lip, running my hand down his chest.

“You’re such a tease.” I looked up at him. He leaned down, pressing his lips against mine before intertwining our fingers, leading me to the car.

“Yeah, well you did the same thing to me earlier, so it’s payback.” He smiled and I shook my head, getting into the passenger seat, grabbing his hand. He drove towards the cafe that we’re meeting her, both of us singing together on the way. “Are you excited?” He asked and I looked over at him, smiling widely.

“Of course, baby. You should’ve seen me at the dress appointment. I cried, happy tears of course.” He glanced over at me, rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb.

“You cried?” He repeated and I nodded my head. He bit his lip, a look of concentration on his face before glancing back at me. “D-Did you get a dress?” He questioned and I nodded my head again.

“I did. It’s absolutely beautiful, Dylan,” I told him as he parked the car on the street, both of us getting out of the car, heading into the building. Our wedding planner calls us over, sitting in the booth across from her as his arm is wrapped around my shoulder and I intertwined our fingers

“Hi guys!” She said, excitingly. “Did you find a dress, Y/N?” She asked and I nodded my head, taking out my phone, I pull up a picture, making sure Dylan didn’t see it as I gave her my phone. The smile on her face widened as she closed out of the app, handing it back to me. “It’s absolutely beautiful and it matches the beach perfectly.”

“Oh good.” I smiled, leaning against Dylan as she pulled out her ipad.

“So, I had a designer set up what you wanted for the wedding ceremony and I have a digital view of it if you want to see.” She mentioned, handing us the ipad and I looked at it, falling in love with how it looks. In the drawing there was a bamboo looking archway, aqua curtains tied to the side, leaving triangles of blue in each corner with star fish and sea shells hanging off of it, chairs covered in a white cover with a aqua ribbon on the back of them, a white fabric leading to the altar, rose petals placed along it with star fishes on each side of it, sitting on some seaweed. They also placed handmade palm trees that have star fishes on them throughout the space.

Dylan looked down at me as I kept staring at the venue in front of me, my heart swelling as I picture Dylan and I standing at the end, hand in hand. “I absolutely love it. I can totally see us standing at the end of this, can’t you?” I asked Dylan, looking up at him and he nods his head, pressing a kiss to the side of my head.

“Great! I’ll tell the designer that you want this. Next to discuss is the cake,” She mentioned and grabbed a picture out of the bag, showing it to us. “I told the bakery exactly what you wanted and they came up with this.” The picture showed a three tiered beige cake, patterns at the top of each tier. It’s covered in white and blue seashells, which goes with the theme of the wedding, a seahorse on the top tier, along with flowers and starfish decorated throughout the entire cake.

“It’s perfect,” Dylan mentions and I nod my head in agreement. She smiled widely, taking the picture from us, placing it back in her bag.

“You guys are probably the best couple I’ve planned a wedding for, because you guys know exactly what you want. I think this is all I’m needed for. I heard that your family is going to cook for the wedding?” I nodded my head, giving her a smile.

“Yeah, we’re not having a whole lot of people so my mom had volunteered, along with his mom.” She nodded her head, packing up her stuff.

“Well, that’s it for me. It was an absolute pleasure working with both of you. I wish you a happy marriage.” She smiled before heading out of the cafe.

“Soon to be Mrs. O’Brien,” Dylan muttered, kissing my lips softly.

The wedding was in less than twenty four hours and I haven’t seen Dylan since this morning, since it’s tradition for the bride and groom be away from each other the day and night before the wedding. I looked at our closet, seeing my wedding dress hanging up, a large grin on my lips, playing with the ring on my finger. A knock on my door brought me out of my thoughts, looking towards it seeing the girls standing there. I smiled as the came in, sitting on the bed with me.

“So, how are you feeling? Nervous?” Mal asked me and I nodded my head, biting my lip as I play with my fingers.

“Yeah. I’m just hoping that he doesn’t get cold feet, ya know?” I questioned and they nodded their head.

“Absolutely,” Lau started, patting my hand. “I felt the exact same way when Posey and I were getting married, but you and Dyl are stupidly in love with each other. Everything’s going to be fine.” She smiled and I nodded my head, missing him dearly.

“So, you guys know what order you’re walking down the aisle right?” I asked and everyone nodded their head.

“Y/N, don’t worry about anything but yourself, okay?” Bekah asked and I nodded my head again, giving a small smile. “Good, now get some sleep. You’ve got a big day tomorrow.” The girls bid my goodnight, leaving the room, closing the door behind them and I got under the covers, looking at my phone screen, seeing a picture of Dyl and I from a couple years ago. I smiled at the picture of us standing on the beach, his lips pressed to my cheek as I looked like a chipmunk. I unlocked my phone, dialing Dylan’s number, needing to talk to him.

“Baby?” Dylan asked, worry laced in his voice and I smiled, great to hear his voice. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I-I just miss you,” I muttered, laying against my pillow as I close my eyes, picturing him here with me.

“I miss you too, baby. But, in less than twelve hours, I get to get married to my best friend and lover and I can’t wait,” He mentioned and I smiled widely, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

“I can’t wait either,” I muttered, my eyes drooping shut as tiredness has washed over me, falling asleep with Dylan still on the phone.

“Baby?” Dylan asked, receiving nothing on my end and he smiled, knowing that I must’ve fallen asleep. It’s something I did when he was away on filming. “I love you, so much. Never forget that.” He mumbled before hanging up the phone, falling asleep himself.

I woke up to the girls barging into my room, yelling and a few of them jumping on my bed, startling me. I placed a hand over my heart, letting out a breath as I chuckle. “You guys really know how to give someone a wake up call.”

“IT’S YOUR WEDDING DAY!” Mal yelled throughout the house, running into my room. “Y/N, you’re getting married today. Like, oh my god.” She gave me a hug and I return it, smiling widely.

“Alright, we’ve got about three hours until your wedding so we need to get started on your hair.” Cait mentioned and I got up, putting on a robe, sitting in the chair in front of the vanity. Lau left the room to go get ready, along with the other girls as Caitlin stayed behind to work on my hair. Music was blaring throughout the apartment, Cait curling my hair before putting it in a french braid. It had taken about an hour and a half to get my hair to cooperate and the girls helped Cait put the starfish and silver beads in my hair along with a white flower.

“We should just finish getting ready at the venue. There’s a room that I can use in case I almost ran out of time. We’ve got about an hour and a half left and I don’t want to be late,” I mentioned to the girls and they nodded their heads, going to get their stuff as I kept the robe on, zipping the bag of the dress up, carefully bringing it out to the car. All the girls were dressed in their light blue dresses, piling into the car as Mal drove us to the venue. When we arrived, we saw Tyler, Posey, Ryan, and Daniel walking towards the building as they noticed us. They walked over to us, Posey giving Lau a quick kiss to the lips as the others press kisses to their date’s cheeks, leaving Cait out of the loop. I linked our arms together, walking towards the building as my mom had carried my dress in. “Don’t worry Cait, you’ll find someone at the reception, I’m sure of it!” I smiled at her and she returned it.

I had just finished putting the dress on, fitting perfectly as my mom puts on the veil. I look at myself in the long mirror, tears pooling. “I can’t believe it’s finally happening.” I muttered, smiling widely as I wipe the tears from my eyes, being careful not to ruin my makeup.

Dylan had finished getting ready, placing the blue flower on his suit, checking himself out in the mirror as his best man and the groomsmen had came into the room. “How are the nerves, Dyl?” Daniel asked, shoving his hands in his pocket as Dylan rubs his hands together.

“It’s there, but a little died down.” He smiled, wondering what I had looked like. Posey patted him on the back, as they all had a bro hug. Dylan’s mom comes into the room, requesting Dylan’s assistance since the wedding was to start in five minutes. Dylan walked out onto the beach, standing on his side of the altar, his hands becoming sweaty slightly.

“Ready?” The minister asked and Dyl smiled, nodding his head.

Bekah had handed me my bouquet, which is absolutely beautiful. It had blue and white flowers throughout it with sea shells and beads. I grabbed it into my hand as a knock on the door ranged through the room. My dad walked in, giving me a small smile.

“Ready?” He asked and I nodded my head as the girls had gone with their dates, getting ready to walk down the aisle. Lau and Posey went first, Cait and Cody went second, Bekah and Daniel went third, then Mal and Ryan, and Steff and Tyler went last. I stood with my dad, our arms linked together as the wedding music had started, signaling us to start walking. We walked slowly down the aisle, feeling everyone’s eyes on me as my eyes stayed on Dylan. His eyes widened as he saw me walking down the aisle, a large grin on his lips as my dad had let go of my arm, letting me step up to where Dylan is, giving my bouquet to Lau.

“You may be seated.” The minister mentioned to our guests, before looking between Dylan and I. “We’re gathered here today to welcome these two into matrimony.” My eyes stayed on Dylan as I drank him in, thinking he looked absolutely handsome in his tuxedo.

“You look beautiful.” He mouthed to me and I blushed, biting my lip.

“Dylan, please repeat after me.” The minister started, before continuing. “I, Dylan, take you, Y/N, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.” Dylan had repeated it, his eyes looking into mine the entire time as he held my hands in his. The minister turned to me. “Y/N, please repeat after me.” He repeated. “I, Y/N, take you, Dylan, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.” I repeated his words, continuing to look into Dylan’s eyes, smiling widely.

“Do you, Dylan, take Y/N to be your wife?” The minister asked.

“I do.” My heart skipped a beat at his words.

“Do you, Y/N, take Dylan to be your husband?”

“I do.” I whispered, my heart pounding against my chest as we put our wedding rings onto each other’s ring fingers.

“By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” He stepped away as Dylan pulled me in, pressing his lips to mine as if he hasn’t seen me in years. Everyone clapped and cheered as I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving my lips against his as his arms wrapped around my waist.

I grabbed my bouquet from Lau as Dylan and I walk down the aisle, everyone else behind me as we walk into the banquet hall for the reception. We had a big entrance as everyone clapped, welcoming the newlyweds and we sat down at the wedding table with the girls on one side and the guys on the other. Someone had clanked their glass and I saw my dad stand up, wanting to say something.

“I just want to say that Dylan, at first I was a little weary of you, but then I noticed how happy you made my daughter and since then, you’ve been like a second son to me and I’m glad to honor you into the family. Make sure you take care of her, alright.” We clapped as he sat back down, Dylan pressing his lips to the side of my head as Posey takes a turn.

“I’ve known Dylan since the first season of Teen Wolf and we are literally brothers from another mother.” I chuckled as he continued, “It was during the second season when he had brought Y/N on set for the first time, telling everyone that she was his girlfriend, and I couldn’t be any happier because I saw how happy she had made him. During the first half of the last season, he mentioned to me that he was going to ask her to marry him and I was shocked, honestly. But, overall, I couldn’t be happier for my brother to find the love of his life. Long live a happy marriage.” Everyone cheered and clapped as Posey sat down. Mal stood up from my group of friends, taking the microphone.

“We’ve known Y/N before she even had met Dylan and when she first mentioned him to us, she was so shy about it. She would blush a lot when she talked about him, about how sweet he was and how good of a kisser he is.” I blushed at the last part, feeling Dylan’s eyes on me and I looked up at him, seeing him smirk down at me. “We all knew that he was good for her, because he made her happier than any other guy she had been with. So, Dylan, you better make her happy or you’ll have five unhappy girls comin’ after your ass.” Mal gave him a stern looked and he looked a little scared before she smiled at him, lighting up the situation. Dylan chuckled, tightening his grip on me.

Everyone had just finished dinner and cake when the music came on, making everyone get out of their chairs, heading towards the dance floor. Dylan held out his hand towards me and I take it, intertwining our fingers as he led me to the dance floor.

“Now if we can join the bride and groom for their first dance,” The DJ mentioned and the song Make You Feel My Love by Adele began playing, Dylan wrapping his arms around my waist as I wrapped mine around his neck, leaning our foreheads together.

“I’m so glad I can finally call you Mrs. O’Brien,” Dylan mentioned and I smiled, loving the sound of it coming from his mouth as I looked up at him, pressing our lips together in a quick kiss. I rest my head on his chest, seeing everyone watch us dance in the middle of the room. When the song ended, we continued slow dancing as another slow song came on, watching everyone in the room dance with a significant other. I watched as my friends slow danced with their dates, seeing Caitlin near a corner of the room, talking to two guys, the three of them close together and I shook my head. I saw Lau kiss her husband, Posey, on the lips as they slow danced.

A few hours later of dancing, Dylan told me that we were leaving to go to our honeymoon tonight and I was super excited to see what he has planned. As I grabbed more cake, cause it’s absolutely delicious, I noticed Steff and Tyler sitting by themselves at a table, their lips locked together. I giggled, happy that all my friends are basically getting some. I already saw Mal and Ryan making out near the back door earlier, Daniel had made a move on Bekah when they were dancing, and Cait came to me, telling me she was leaving and I saw her walk out with two guys.

We made our way around, telling everyone goodbye as we were on a schedule. I gathered everyone together as I was going to throw the bouquet. I stood with my back facing the crowd, throwing the bouquet behind me, hearing a bunch of cheers as I turned around, seeing that Steff had caught it. I gave all my girlfriends a hug before giving my parents one. Dylan picked me up bridal style, carrying me out to the car that’s going to drive us to our destination.

The driver told us we were here after sitting in the car for a few hours and both of us got out, seeing a log cabin in front of us, noticing that we’re now in the middle of the woods. I look towards Dylan, seeing him smile at me as we head inside, noticing how gorgeous this log cabin is. I see a hot tub on the patio adjacent of the back door and I walk out of it, seeing the view we had. My lips parted in surprise, looking at the beautiful view of the lake in front of us.

“Dylan, baby, this is absolutely amazing and I want to get into this hot tub right away.” I smiled, as he just undressed outside, down to his boxers before getting in. I bit my lip, admiring his body as I held my finger up, walking inside, into the bedroom, finding silk robes on the bed and I got the dress off, taking off my bra and panties before placing the robe on my body, tieing it.

I walked back outside, Dylan resting his arms against the edge of the hot tub, looking me up and down. I slowly untied the robe, letting it fall off my shoulders, exposing my naked body. His eyes widened, swallowing visibly as I walked into the hot tub, sitting down across from him. I gave him a smirk as his hands disappeared under the water, shimmying as he threw his boxers out of the tub, giving me a wink.

I put my hair up into a bun, standing up before straddling his hips. “Well, Mr. O’Brien, what would you like to do?” I sultry whispered, running my hands up his chest, my lips brushing his as his hands rest against my ass.

“Well, Mrs. O’Brien, there might be one thing that’d be fun,” He muttered, pressing his lips to mine, running my fingers through his hair as I move my lips against his. I ground my hips on his, feeling his cock rub against my exposed pussy. I let out a breathy moan, Dylan spreading my ass as his lips move down my jawline, kissing the spot under my earlobe. He continued pressing his lips down my body, leaving wet kisses between my breasts before moving his mouth to one of my nipples.

“Oh, Dylan,” I moaned, his tongue connecting to my bud, making me shudder as he pulled on it with his teeth, toying with it. He moved to my other nipple, giving it the same amount of attention as I continued to grind my hips, feeling him get harder beneath me. “I wanna suck your cock, baby.” I panted, moving off of him as he sat up on the edge of the hot tub and I got onto my knees in the spot he was sitting, stroking his length slowly. I looked up at him through my lashes before licking up the underside of his cock, trailing my tongue around his tip.

“Oh christ, princess,” He moaned, putting his hand on my bun, gripping it in his hand, watching me. I take him into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down on him as his tip nearly hit the back of my throat. He groaned, tightening his grip on my hair as he thrust his hips up slightly. I hollowed my cheeks on his cock, taking him deeper into my mouth as I took his balls into my hand, massaging them softly. “God, I’ve always loved your pretty mouth on my cock,” He growled, beginning to move my head for me as I gag slightly, not slowing him down. I placed my hands on his thighs as he fucked my mouth, looking up at him, seeing his head leaned back, his mouth parted as small groans escaped his lips. I pulled him out of my mouth, spitting on his tip, stroking it in as I stood up, straddling his hips once again.

“I can’t wait anymore. I need you so badly,” I whimpered, stroking his length through my folds before sinking down on him. I let out a loud moan, Dylan’s cock filling me as his tip hits my cervix. “Jesus, you’ve always been so big,” I breathed out, Dylan’s hand coming down onto my ass, a slapping noise rang through the quiet outdoors.

“Ride my cock, baby,” Dylan moaned, bouncing my hips a little as I began to bounce on his length. I rested my hands on his shoulder as both of us let out little moans, beginning to pump him in and out of me faster, feeling him hit my sweet spot.

“Oh yes, Dylan,” I moaned, leaning my head back as he thrust his hips up as I bounced on him, his cock going deeper into me. His lips attach to my nipple as I tugged on his hair. He drove his hips harder into me, making me scream out as I leaned my head back, releasing my hair from my bun, running my fingers through it as his hands rested on my waist, bouncing me onto him. “I’m gonna cum soon,” I breathlessly moaned and his thrusts became faster and more powerful, one of his hands moving to my clit, intensifying the pleasure.

“Cum for me, princess. Cum all over my big cock,” He growled, increasing his pace as my hands gripped his hair, pressure starting to build in my lower abdomen, my toes curling as my legs begin to twitch, continuing to bounce on him. I arch my back as I hit my peak, cumming all over Dylan’s length, electricity sizzling through my veins and my legs spasm uncontrollably, letting out a scream. My fingers grip his hair tightly, resting my forehead against his shoulder as his deep thrusts become more erratic and faster in pace. I could feel his length swelling inside of me and his mouth attached to my nipple once more before he spilled his cum inside you. He bucked his hip, cumming deep inside me as my pussy milks his cock, riding out both of our highs. Both of us breath heavily as he kept his cock deep inside your pussy. “I love you so much, Y/N.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to my bare shoulder as I continued panting. I slide off of him, sitting on his lap as I feel our cum drip from my folds.

“I love you too, Dylan.” I smiled, pressing a loving kiss to his lips. He wrapped his arms around my thighs, carrying me out of the hot tub and up to our room, laying me on the bed before heading back out to grab our stuff we left out there. I crawled underneath the covers, my eyes growing tired as I heard Dylan come back into the room, slipping under the covers next to me. He pressed a kiss to my forehead, falling asleep in his arms.

I moved my hips, feeling something nuzzling my clit, making me moan. My eyes flutter open, looking around the room, not seeing Dylan anywhere in sight, my eyebrows furrowing together. You felt a hot breath on your core, pulling the comforter up, seeing Dylan laying between my legs, and you twitched when his tongue made contact with your clit. I let out a moan, leaning on my elbows as I throw the blanket off.

“Morning, baby girl,” He muttered before dipping his head back into my folds, his tongue tracing my now wet entrance, my head falling back as he ruthlessly continued his licking. He licked up to your clit, biting down softly on it as I let out a loud moan, laying my back against the mattress, arching it as I reach for something to grab onto.

“O-Oh god. H-How long have you been down there?” I breathlessly asked, looking back down at him as he smirked, pulling his lips off of me.

“Maybe 20 minutes. I can feel you’re close to cumming, aren’t you?” He winked and I bit my lip, nodding my head shyly. His thumb rubbing against your clit as his tongue curled inside of me, making me scream out. It drove me crazy the way he moved and worked his tongue.

“Fuck, baby. I’m cumming!” I moaned loudly, bucking my hips up as he held them down, continuing his attack, his tongue sliding deeper into me before licking up my slit. He bit down gently on my clit as my juices rush out, making me squirt. I let out a gasp, never in my life had I done that and I look down at Dylan, seeing a smug look on his face.

“Well, that’s definitely a first, isn’t it?” He grinned, pressing his thumb to my clit, my hips bucking. He crawled up my body, greeting me with a kiss to the lips. “How’s that for a wake-up call?” He smiled, seeing my juices on his lips and I let out a breathy laugh.

“It was certainly unexpected, that’s for sure. I’ll definitely keep that in mind for a special occasion.” He raised an eyebrow, getting a little excited thinking I’d wake him up with a blow job. I bit my lip, getting out of my bed as I head towards the shower. “You comin’?” I smirked, winking as I walked in, Dylan following close behind, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Mrs. O’Brien, I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

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Under the Mistletoe

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 1686

Author’s Note: Here we have a Christmas fic for HoliDyls week hosted by the lovely @mf-despair-queen and @minhosmeanhoe! I hope it doesn’t suck, if it does, I apologize greatly.

I frowned, watching my parents pack their suitcases, my arms crossed over my chest as I leant my shoulder against the doorframe. I bit the inside of my cheek, hating the fact that they we’re going on a cruise for two weeks, missing Christmas and New Years.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when my mother called my name, snapping her fingers in front of my face. “Are you listening, Y/N?” She asked and I nodded my head, giving her a small smile.

“Yeah, sorry. Don’t you think this isn’t the best time to go on a cruise?” I asked her and she sighed.

“Sweetie, we talked about this.” My mother muttered, zipping up her suitcase as my father walked into the bathroom, grabbing their toiletries and such.

“I know, but Christmas is all about family and it’s pretty shitty to spend it by yourself because your parents went on some cruise.” I told her, rubbing the inside of my arm. My mother walked over to me, pulling my into a tight hug, stroking my back softly.

“We’ll make it up to you when we get back, I promise. Now, all the gifts we got you are in the closet and we’ve packed the ones you’ve gotten us and I’ll FaceTime you when we get settled in to open them.” She told me as I nodded my head, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. “If, if, you get bored or lonely you can invite Dylan over.”

I grinned at the my best friend’s name, taking my bottom lip between my teeth as I nodded. Dylan motherfucking O’Brien. My best friend of four years. We had actually met at a Christmas party we were invited to when we first moved to Los Angeles. The two try to spend as much time together as we can since Dyl is a big movie star and such. The more I spent time with him, the deeper I fell in love with him.

The three of us moved downstairs as my father was taking the suitcases out to the car, my mother writing things on a piece of paper in case I needed anything during the two weeks they’re gone. “Try to only call your father or I if it’s an emergency, okay?” She asked and I nodded, giving her a small smile.

She grabbed her purse, heading towards the front door as my dad waited for her. I gave both of them a hug and kiss, holding the door open as I watched them get into the car, taking off towards downtown LA.

I sighed, looking in the empty house, lacking the Christmas spirit as I let out a huff of breath. I went into the basement, grabbing the decorations, bringing them to the living room. I set my phone on the coffee table, nibbling on my lip as I thought about calling Dylan. Fuck it. I dialed his number, pressing the phone against my ear as I listened to the ringing.

“Hello!” Dylan’s voice answered, making the frown on my face turn into a smile.

“Hey, Dyl. How’s it going?” I asked him, leaning against the couch.

“It’s going good. How are you doing?” He asked and I let out a small sigh. “Y/N? What’s wrong?” Dylan asked, his voice laced with concern.

“It’s just… my parents left to go on some cruise about an hour ago and I have to spend Christmas and New Years alone. I mean I don’t even have a damn tree…” I said quietly, wrapping an arm around my legs, resting my chin on my knees.

“Well that’s shitty. Uhm, I’m not doing anything for Christmas this year since I bought my parents tickets to Italy. I can come over and we can go get a tree tomorrow?” He asked and my heart fluttered, flattered that Dylan wanted to spend Christmas with me.

“Is it possible for you to come over tonight? You could stay at the house for the weekend…” I muttered, opening one of the boxes of decorations, taking the Christmas lights that are wrapped around the garland.

“Yeah. Let me just pack up some stuff and I’ll be over in about 15?” He questioned and I grinned.

“Sounds perfect, Dyl. I’ll see you soon.” Both If is hung up, squealing a bit as I get to spend an entire weekend with Dylan… alone.

I grabbed a step ladder from the garage, setting it by the entryway, picking up the garland off the floor, lining it against the trim. I turned on some Christmas music, humming to the familiar tunes, standing on my tippy toes, trying to place the garland around the hook, slightly out of reach.

“Oh come on.” I groaned, reaching a little farther. Curse my shortness.

“Need some help?” A familiar deep voice called out and I jumped, placing my hands on the wall so I don’t fall. A pair of large hands rested on my hips as I glanced behind me, seeing my best friend standing there with a large grin on his face.

“Jesus Christ, Dyl. You scared me.” I mumbled, getting off the step ladder.

“Sorry about that.” He laughed, wrapping his arms around my neck, pulling me into a bear hug. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“I’m glad you could be here.” I whispered, closing my eyes as the two of us stood like this for about a minute.

“I’m always here for you.” Dylan pressed a kiss to the side of my head before pulling away. “So, you need help, shortie?” He asked and I smacked his chest, nodding my head.

Dylan hopped up onto the small step-ladder, easily reaching the trim as he draped the garland over the hooks. I bit my lip lightly, tilting my head as I stealthily checked out that fine ass of his, arms crossed over my chest. He finished hanging it up for me as I sat on the couch, drinking a glass of white wine, admiring him.

He plopped down on the couch beside me, laying an arm across the back of the sofa, his fingers lightly touching my shoulder. I leaned into him slightly, his hand dropping onto my arm as he rubbed the fabric of my christmas sweater softly.

“Thanks for finishing it for me.” I told him, taking a sip of the wine as I glanced up at him. He grinned, looking down at me as he shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s no problem, you did so much already. It was the least I could do. Plus, the ceiling trim was getting higher and there’s no way you were going to be able to reach it.” Dylan laughed, gently raking his short fingernails against my arm. “Are you excited to get a tree tomorrow?” He asked and I smiled widely.

“Oh hell yeah. So fucking excited. I know I already said it, but I’m glad you could be here.” I smiled softly, doing something really courageous and leaned up to kiss his cheek gently. Once I pulled away I could see a faint blush on his mole covered cheeks, his mouth parted slightly before licking his lips.

“Why don’t you find a Christmas movie and I’ll go refill your glass and get myself a beer.” Dylan offered and I nodded my head in agreement, handing him my wine glass. After he went into the kitchen, I grabbed the remote off of the coffee table, surfing the channels to find a christmas movie that I like. “Y/N can you come here for a second?” Dylan called out as I put on Home Alone and I got up, seeing him stand in the archway, leaning a hand against the wall.

“Yeah?” I asked, standing in front of him as he just smirked at me, his eyes motioning up towards the ceiling. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, looking up as I saw the mistletoe hanging above us. “Oh.” I whispered, swallowing as my heartbeat picked up.

Dylan’s slender fingers grazed against my jawline, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear as my cheeks heated up, blushing furiously. “Well are you gonna kiss me?” He asked and I moved my lips, trying to form some words, but fails.

“D-Did you plan this? Of course you planned this… I don’t remember this being here earlier.” I rambled, looking back up at the mistletoe as I heard Dylan chuckle. He tilted his head before leaning down, pressing his soft pink lips against mine, my eyes widening in surprise.

My best friend is kissing me. My best friend I’ve been in love with is kissing me. Oh my god. My eyes fluttered shut, placing one of my hands against his cheek, kissing him back. I moved my lips against his, my hand moving to his hair, running my fingers through it as his hands rested on my waist.

I pulled away from him, grinning as I rested my forehead against his. My fingers gently gripped his biceps, fiddling with the end of his short sleeve as my eyes stayed closed, reliving the moment we just had. “I-I… What made you decide to do that?” I asked.

Dylan lifted my chin up, dragging his thumb across my bottom lip. “I’ve been in love with you for a couple years and when you kissed my cheek earlier I figured you felt the same as I did… hopefully I was right.” He muttered, glancing at his feet.

“Y-You’re in love with me?” I breathed, my heart pounding against my ribcage. He loves me. I smile widely, squeezing his bicep as I brought his face down for a quick kiss to the lips. “I love you too, have for a while.” I whispered, grinning ear to ear as Dylan sighed in relief.

He pecked my lips quickly before going over to the kitchen table, grabbing our drinks off of it. “Well, I’m glad my plan worked out then.” Dylan smiled, leading us back to the living room. We sat closer on the couch this time, nuzzling into his side, sipping the alcohol.

“Best Christmas ever…”

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