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Eastside 6

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pairing: y/n and matt sturniolo

summary: growing up in the outskirts of Boston wasn't really pretty. Life wasn't that great for most people, most people. You had Matt and no one fucked with you when Matt was standing by your side. The chief's daughter and the bad boy deliquent. A perfect love story?

warnings: smuttty smuttt, angst, cursing, mentions of guns, mentions of drugs

matt pov

“You’re not mad?”

She shook her head and looked up at me with an unreadable expression. I swallowed and stared down at her. She just stared up at me.

I was waiting for the yelling. The screaming. The guilt trip that turned into rough makeup sex for how I left her the other night, but she just blinked up at me. Not an angry demeanor on her face, nor a smile.

“Don’t do this. I can’t read your mind as much as I want too. Just tell me you’re mad at me” I pleaded with my girlfriend. She shrugged. “You don’t have to read my mind, I’m telling you how I feel. I’m not angry with you” She said shaking her head, raising her eyebrows.

I blinked at her. I clenched my jaw and tapped my foot closing my eyes. “I don’t understand. You have to be mad. Yell, scream at me. Please just do something” I shook my head. She rolled her eyes.

“Is that what you want? You want me to yell at you?” She asked sighed and running her hands through her hair. I blinked at her flat demeanor.

“It’s better than whatever you’re doing right now” I said shaking my head. She looked off to the side. I bit my lip as I looked down at her. She’d been giving me the silent treatment all day long and her texts have been vague to say the least.

“Baby” I whispered as I pulled her waist. She shook me off and stepped back looking up at me. I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes.

“What?” I groaned clueless at what was going through her mind. She sighed and shook her head. “I’m late for class” She mumbled looking at me. My mouth dropped.

“No you’re not you still have 5 minutes” I said looking at her. She looked down at her feet. “Yeah well, I’m late” She said looking away from me. I just scanned her face.

“You’re not mad?” I asked again. She glared up at me. “No Matthew, I am not mad” she said through gritted teeth. Matthew? Oh god. I put my hands against my face, letting out a breath.

“I want to understand please help me understand” I said pressing my hands against her face. She pushed me off of her and sighed.

“I’ll see you later” She mumbled before walking off. I just turned and watched as she walked down the hallway.

“What?” I whispered to myself.

“I see you’ve resorted to talking to yourself now huh?”

I turned and saw Chris leaned up against the lockers. I glared at him pointing my finger into his chest. “You” I stated. He smiled stepping back holding his hands up.

“You can’t blame me for this one you’re the one who stuck your dick into her and didn’t make her finish” He chuckled. I pushed him back violently.

“That’s not what happened” I said through gritted teeth. He rolled his eyes. “Then what did happen?” He asked raising his eyebrows smirking at me. I glared at him shaking my head.

“You, we’re the most ultimate cock blocker of all time last night” I corrected him. He shook his head scoffing. “What would have happened if I didn’t call you?” He asked shrugging his backpack back onto his shoulder.

I just looked at him. “The package wouldn’t have come on time, Slim would have had your ass and she would have payed the price” He said pointing behind me. I sighed looking down, knowing he was right.

“I just wish she knew that” I mumbled looking down at my feet. “Yeah, well she doesn’t. So for now you’re protecting her without her knowing you’re protecting her” Chris stated. I looked up at him.

“And you’re gonna keep it that way. It’s better if she doesn’t know. Actually—it’s essential that she doesn’t know because that would complicate things” Chris sighed.

“She’s pissed. But she won’t tell me she’s pissed” I sighed looking at him. “She keeps saying she’s not mad, but she won’t text me. She won’t let me touch her and she’s storming off—“ I said shaking my head.

He raised his eyebrows. “I wish she would just yell at me, get it off her chest. But she won’t” I groaned placing my hand against my forehead. She’s never done this before, I didn’t know what to do. But I’ve also never done what I’ve did last night either.

“God bro, you’re giving me a headache with your relationship problems. I feel like I’m in a teen rom-com” He said shaking his head. I glared at him.

“Stop shitting on me and tell me what the fuck to do” I yelled at him. He sighed looking off and then looking back at me.

“I don’t know? Just fuck her” He shrugged. I let out a slow hard breath. Why I ever came to my brother for relationship advice, I will never know. But I was completely and utterly lost.

“That’s not the solution to everything, you absolutely shit bag” I said stepping towards him. He rolled his eyes. “I’m this close to losing my girlfriend over something you did. So give me some real advice but I tell Slim it’s your dream to do Coke with him” I mumbled looking at him.

He clenched his jaw before letting out a breath.

“Is she still wearing the necklace?” He sighed looking up at me. I furrowed my eyebrows. “What?” I asked blinking at him. He sighed and shook his head.

“Is she still wearing the necklace?” He said again shaking his head at me. “Yeah?” I said shrugging. He nodded. “So” He said placing his hand on my shoulder. “You’re not about to lose your girlfriend if your name is still around her neck, you idiot” he smiled shaking his head.

I let out a breath, nodding. Maybe he was right.

“Don’t you get it when a girl says yes she means yes, and when she says no she means no and sometimes when she says no she means yes and when she says yes she means no. It’s all in the body language and the girl and how they are acting. You have to understand what she means when she says it so you know which yes she means and which no she means” He said quickly.

I blinked at him.

“What?” I said softly. He groaned and rolled his eyes. “Is she acting mad?” He asked throwing his hands up. I nodded. He pursed his lips and pushed my shoulder.

“Then I hate to break it you bud, her no means yes” He smiled. I shook my head. “What?” I asked again shaking my head. “She’s mad at you!” He yelled at me. I sighed and looked away.

Fuck, she is mad at me.

“What do I do?” I asked looking back at him. He rolled his eyes. “Matt, I don’t know? You know your girlfriend better than me. Normally when a girl gets mad at me I just move on to the next” He shrugged. I just shook my head at him.

“Now” he said glancing around. “I need you to make that delivery again tonight” he said looking at me. I shook my head and stepped back. “No. I did it last time it’s your turn” I shook my head. He sighed.

“Slim asked for you specifically. I’m not showing up and having him force me to the do Coke” Chris shook his head. I bit my lip. Oh how Chris was such and asshole, but I loved him I wasn’t going to put my brother into that kind of position if it was avoidable.

“So what? I’m the designated delivery boy?” I said narrowing my eyes at him. He shrugged. “For Slim, I guess” He sighed. I groaned stepping back.

The last thing I needed was to come in contact with that man again. The bell rang above us. I looked back at him.

“Do not be late”

“Hello, my beautiful girlfriend who I love so much and is the light of my existence” I breathed quickly pecking her cheek and wrapping my arms around her from behind. She smiled and shook her head, making me smile.

She was smiling. Maybe she wasn’t that mad.

She still pushed me off of her, making me look down. “Y/n, please don’t do this. Just tell me what I can do to make you forgive me. I am so sorry” I said grabbing her arm and moving in front of her. She looked away from me.

“I told you I wasn’t angry with you” she stated again looking up at me. I shook my head. “You don’t mean that your no means yes” I shook my head down at her. Her eyebrows furrowed.

“Have you been getting advice from Chris again?” She asked raising her eyebrows. I just smiled and looked down at her. She shook her head chuckling.

“Do me a favor and never go to Chris with your problems” She said looking to the side and seeing my brother leaning against his car lighting up a cigarette slightly burning his finger and dropping it by his feet.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. God, he was an idiot. She just looked back up at me.

“He also told me to just fuck you I could have taken that approach” I sighed making her smile and shake her head. “He does know that’s not the solution to everything right?” She asked tilting her head at me. I smiled.

“That’s what I said” I stated. She just sighed and looked up at me. I just looked down at her, my eyes pleading with her.

“I know a way you can make it up to me” She stated slowly. I just looked down at her waiting for her to speak. She smiled slightly.

“My dad asked me to invite you over for dinner” She said stepping forward and looking up at me. I smiled and looked down at her. “He said if he can’t keep us apart that he’d like to get to know you better” She said quietly. I nodded hesitantly.

“And I know how uncomfortable my dad makes you and that parents aren’t your thing” She laughed making me roll my eyes. “But it would mean a lot to me if you did, come” She smiled up at me, as she laced her fingers with mine.

I swallowed the anxiety in my chest. A whole dinner? With a drug dealer and the chief of police? Kill me now. He already hates me I doubt he was going to change his mind over one dinner. But if it made her happy.

I nodded. “Okay” I breathed looking down at her. She smiled. “Okay? Like, you’ll go?” She asked smiling brightly up at me. I hesitated before nodding down at her. She smiled before leaning up and kissing my cheek.

“Okay consider me not mad anymore” She cheered making me roll my eyes at her. “Just be at my house by 7:30 tonight” She smiled up at me. My heart dropped along with my smile.

“Tonight?” I asked my face dropping. Her smile dropped at she looked at me and read it all over my face. She clenched her jaw stepping back and pushing my hands away and turning. Fuck.

I stepped forward grabbing her arm and pulling her back towards me. “Tonight is great. Tonight is perfect. I’ll be there. I promise” I said pressing my lips against the side of her face. She looked up at me.

“You promise?” She asked looking up at me. I nodded. I was going to be there. She smiled leaning up and pecking my lips quickly. I leaned down chasing her kiss but she stepped back.

“I’ll see you tonight Matthew” She said smirking at me before turning and walking away. I smiled as I watched her walk.

You know that saying ‘I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her walk away’? Yeah.

“You’re so pussy whipped it’s disgusting” Nick mumbled grabbing my arm as he walked by me and pulled me with him towards the car.

I shifted on my feet as I stood in front of her door. It felt like I was 15 again and asking her out for the first time, but that wasn't the case. I was on a major time crunch trying to make this up to my girlfriend. So I was going to look her dad in the eye and pretend I was the best thing in the world for his daughter, but I wasn't.

I try to be, but i'm not.

I swallowed as I lifted my hand to the door and knocked on it slightly and the stepped back. I don't think I had ever knocked on her door before this was a weird feeling. A few seconds later I heard the door open slightly before being pulled open revealing my girlfriend.

I smiled and let go of a little anxiety when I saw her smiling at me. "Come in" She smiled pulling my arm and pulling me into the house. She closed the door behind me. She turned and looked at me before looking towards the flowers I was gripping in my hand.

"These are for you" I smiled holding them out. She smiled and took them before bringing them up to her nose. She smiled looking up at me before wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my lips down to hers. I smiled, pushing her hair back as she kissed me. She pulled back but didn't move from my face.

"Thank you" She smiled. I wrapped my arms around her waist and shook my head. "Don't thank me" I whispered. I heard someone clear their throat from down the hall. We both turned and saw her dad standing there with his arms crossed over his chest.

Y/n stepped back from me and I just looked at him. "Think you can give my daughter a bit of breathing room sturniolo?" He asked raising his eyebrows. I just bit my lip and looked at him. He wasn't in uniform. I don't think i've ever seen him not in uniform.

"Look, he got me flowers" Y/n stated next to me, holding up the bouquet. He glanced from the flowers and then back to me, an unimpressed look plastered all over his face. I smiled at him and he shook his head before walking back into the kitchen.

Y/n sighed and looked back over to me. I smiled down at her. "I think he loves me" I sighed placing my hand on her cheek. She sighed and turned her head towards the kitchen. "Come on" She said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the kitchen.

"This is really good"

I felt daggers from across the table the minute I sat down. I swallowed. To be fair I wasn't scared of the 'chief of police' I was scared that this dinner could make him take his daughter away from me forever. So I was willing to do as much fake ass kissing as it took for him to be okay with me walking through his front door instead of his daughters bedroom window. Not that it didn't make me hard at the thought of her sneaking me foregoing her father's wishes, but it'd be nice to not feel like a criminal in every aspect of my life.

"Didn't know you were so fond of duck Sturniolo" He said looking up at me. My fork froze as I look up at him. "He's kidding" Y/n said leaning into me, making me take a breath. Her dad smirked and shook his head.

"How are your brothers?" He asked looking up at me. I sighed and looked down. "Living and breathing unfortunately" I stated making Y/n look over at me. He raised his eyebrows. "You guys don't get along?" He asked. I shrugged. "We're triplets, of course we do but sometimes I feel like we're so different" I stated honestly.

I loved my brothers, we are blood and they are all I have. Of course I loved them. I just wish sometimes they understood when it came to Y/n, but they never did which sometimes caused a divide.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Funny you should say that because they don't have half the record you do" He said sharply, making me glare up at him. "Dad" Y/n said through gritted teeth. I sighed. I should have prepared myself that sitting across from the chief of police for one dinner, he would bring up some kind of 'oh you're still a criminal dating my daughter' type of thing.

He looked over at her and then back at me. "Sorry" He stated looking at me, but no sense of remorse was across his face. I shook my head. "No I get it I have a record that you have undying access too" I said staring at him.

"But I haven't gotten a charge since I started dating your daughter" I smiled, he didn't. Y/n smiled next to me, placing her hand on my leg soothingly. He looked over at her. "You guys been dating a while now, huh?" He asked looking down at his plate.

"Almost 8 months Dad" She stated looking at him. I smiled down at my plate. It should have been longer than that If I didn't just man up and admit my feelings. We probably would have been together since middle school.

He hummed and then looked up at me. "You a virgin?" He asked pointing his fork at me. My eyes went wide as I stared at him. "Dad" Y/n said again her eyes wide as well. He looked over at her and then back toward me, clearly waiting for an answer.

I looked over at y/n. Did she want me to lie?

"Yes" I said narrowing my eyes at him. He just stared at me, pursing his lips. He didn't believe me, he shouldn't.

"So Dad, how was work?" Y/n intruptted our staring contest. I looked over at her, her face slightly red. I bit back a smiled and looked down.

"It was great. What do your grades look like?" He asked staring back at me. I looked up at him as he stared at me. I let out a slight laugh and bit my lip.

"They are okay" I breathed slightly. He hummed and looked back down. "Tell me more about this summer job you had" He stated making my face dropped. Y/n looked over at me. "What summer job?" She asked looking at me. I looked from her to her dad.

"Um, yeah" I sighed shaking my head. Shit. "It was just moving boxes and stuff for the company. It was hard but easy money" I nodded looking up at him. I felt y/n's eyes on me.

He hummed. "What company?" He asked. I felt y/n's hand move over my leg again, in attempt to sooth me, but it was doing the exact oppoiste. At the worst time possible. I shook my head.

"The company my dad used to work for before he moved" I stated looking at him. He nodded. I looked over at y/n who just narrowed her eyes at my reaction to her.

"What are your hobbies?" He asked looking down at his plate. I put my hand on y/n's stilling her movements. She looked over at me in confusion and then smiled looking down.

"What?" I asked looking back over at him. He glanced up at me. "Your hobbies? What do you do?" He shrugged. I glanced over to y/n who smiled at me before moving her hand on the inside of my thigh. Fuck.

"You know like--" I swallowed as her fingertips grazed the now bulge in my pants. "Working out" I swallowed. He looked up at me before scanning my chest. "Working out?" He asked raising his eyebrows. I nodded. "I do a lot of running" I stated as her hand went fully over me and pressed down.

I closed my eyes and looked down to hide my face.

"I can see that" He stated shaking his head, possibly making a dig at me, but I wasn't focused on his rude remarks I was more focused on his daughters hand basically palming me through my pants.

I just looked at her as she looked back down at her plate. I swallowed moving my fork around.

He went on about his day, asking me a few more questions like I was in an interogation room and y/n's hand finally retreated and we were finally done eating.

"Are you done? I'm done. You look done. Dad?" Y/n said quickly grabbing my plate from under me. I looked up at her as she stared down at me. What was she doing? Her dad looked up at her as she took his plate.

He stood up walking over to the sink as y/n walked up to me. "What the hell--" I whispered. "Wasn't fun getting teased was it?" She smiled. I clenched my jaw down at her as she smiled at me. I let out a breath.

"I want to show you something" Her dad said walking up to us, clueless at the conversation that was just occuring. I looked up at him and then down at my phone looking at the time.

"You got somewhere to be?" He asked looking down at me and crossing his arm over his chest. I swallowed before looking up at him. "No" I lied looking at him. He smiled. "Perfect" He stated walking past me. "Follow me" He mumbled. I looked down at Y/n and she shurgged, clearly having no idea what he was on about.

I sighed shaking my head before turning and following him. He led me out to the garage. I stepped down the steps seeing him opening a cabinet. I just walked towards him. He glanced at me before opening the cabinet, showing tons of guns displayed. I just looked up at him.

"You know a fair bit about guns don't you?" He asked as he pulled one out. I just stared at him. He glanced over at me. He raised his eyebrows. I looked to the side. I knew he was mentioning my possestion of a weapon charge.

"Y/n doesn't know too much about them" He stated. I nodded. "She doesn't" I agreed with him. He looked over at me before stepping over to me. "What are you doing?" He asked looking down at me. I stood my ground as I stared up at him. "What do you mean?" I asked as I looked up at him.

"I mean, why are you doing all of this? Why do you care so much about my daughter? You don't strike me as the guy to really care about anything" He shook his head. I sighed and looked down.

"I love her" I stated. He just looked at me. "She so much different than me, she's kind and sweet and--" I paused looking up at him as he stared down at me. "As much as you don't want to hear it--" I breathed closing my eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere" I shook my head as I looked at him. He narrowed his eyes at me. "Not unless she pushes me away" I said honestly looking at him. He sighed as he moved away from me.

"I know you hate me, but I love her and she loves me" I said shaking my head. He sighed and pulled out a gun, running his hand over it. I just watched him. "You don't have to trust me, but you have to trust when I say that I would never let anything happen to y/n" I shook my head.

It was true. No matter what I did on the outside of our relationship was shady and I get that. But if y/n was involved nothing was going to touch her.

"So you're telling me not to trust you, but to trust you with my daughter?” He said raising his eyebrow. I sighed and then nodded. He pursed his lip and looked down. "She's all I have" He stated not looking at me.

"I get my role as a chief, but this is my only daughter" He shook his head. I sighed closing my eyes. "I don't like you two together, but I hate fighting with her" He shook his head.

"I won't hurt her" I stated making him turn to me. "I'll kill you if you do" He stated glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and looked at him. "I'll be civil if you do" I stated looking at him. He pursed his lips and looked at me.

“Fine” he stated as he shook my hand. I smiled and turned. He put his gun back into place and I looked over.

“That’s a good caliber” I pointed. He turned glaring at me. “Quit while you’re ahead kid” he said staring at me. I nodded and looked down and then turned to back into the house.

I walked in and saw y/n cleaning the dishes in the sink. She looked up at me and smiled when her eyes landed on me. She put the dishes down before walking up to me. I smiled down at her.

“Everything okay?” She asked looking up at me. I nodded pushing hair behind her shoulder. She sighed and wrapped her arms around me pulling me into a hug.

"Time's up" Her dad stated as he walked back into the room. Y/n sighed and pulled away from me. I looked down at her as she grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the door. She pushed me out of the house and looked up at me.

"Meet at my window?" She whispered as she leaned against the door. I let out a breath and looked down at my phone. Fuck I was cutting it close. "Matt" She said catching my attention. I looked to the side, a million thoughts going through my head. I can't be late.

"Yeah okay" I nodded looking down at her. She smiled leaning up and pecking my lips and closing the door in my face.

As soon as I climbed through the window, she grabbed my shirt and pulled her lips to mine kissing me desperately catching me by surprise. She wrapped her arms around my neck before pulling me towards her bed and straddling my waist, pushing her hands through my hair.

"What's gotten into you?" I smiled pulling apart briefly to look at her dark eyes. She smiled and scanned my face. "You hopefully" She whispered before connecting our lips again. I smiled against her lips, I'd never seen her this desperate before. I gripped her hips as her legs sat on either side of me.

She gripped my face slightly as her lips trailed down my neck, leaving slow harsh bites. I let out an unsteady breath as she marked me. "Y/n" I sighed pulling her against me, trying to relive some tension between us.

He peered up at me. "What?" She said quickly connecting our lips again. I pulled back. She sighed and looked at me. "Look" she started. "Maybe you haven't been the best boyfriend in the world, but I haven't been the best girlfriend either" She said looking down at me. My eyebrows furrowed.

"I get it you have shit going on that you can't tell me and I've thought about it a lot and I know that if you think I needed to know you would tell me" She sighed. I just looked at her in disbelief. "I love you and I just wanted to say i'm sorry for being such a bitch" She whispered. I blinked at her. Was this really happening? Was I dreaming?

I shook my head. "y/n, You are not a bitch" I shook my head making her smile. She sighed and looked down at me. "I'm the one who needs to be apologizing" I stated shaking my head. She licked her lips as she peered down at me.

"It just means so much to me that you came tonight and I know that this isn't really your thing and it makes you uncomfortable" She stated, making me smile and shake my head. "And If I'm being honestly you talking to my dad being all nice, just for me--" She said trailing her hands up my chest. I looked down at her hands.

"It really turned me on" She whispered kissing the side of my face. I raised my eyebrows as she smiled at me. "So be a good boy and let me ride you" She said staring into my eyes before pressing her lips against mine, pushing me down against the bed.

I could have moan at that sentence alone if she would have given me a second to react. I never let her be dominate. This was my territory. But like I have mentioned many times before, I'd do anything just to make her happy, and with the fire in her eyes and the dirty things she was currently whispering in my ear, I'd be in idiot if I stopped her.

She pushed my shirt up before looking up at me. I reached down pulling it over my head and throwing it onto the floor. She smiled at me before undoing my belt and unbuttoning my pants.

God, I felt like a teenage boy who discovered what jacking off was for the first time I was so worked up. She pushed my pants down slowly leaving me in my underwear beneath her. Her hand ran down my clothed length.

I sighed lifting my hips up into her hand. "Y/n, please" I whispered. "Don't worry, I'm not mean like you. I'll let you finish" She said looking up at me. I felt her pull my boxers down and my dick sprung free. She smiled leaning up to me.

"You have the biggest dick i've ever seen" She whispered. I rolled my eyes. "It's the only dick you've ever seen" I mumbled looking down at her. She gripped it in her hand, wiping her thumb over the tip making me squirm.

"And the only one I ever will" She whispered making me moan sligthly. She smirked before wrapping her mouth around me and swirling her tounge around the tip. I lifted into her mouth, making her chuckle against me. The vibrations made me reach down and grip her hand in her hair, pulling on it.

"Y/n" I said begging her to take more. She hummed before lifting off me. "I've been thinking about this all day" She whispered as she dragged her tounge down my length. My dick was throbbing at this point. I squeezed my eyes shut. "Then take it" I stated pushing her head back down against me. I one swift motion she took all of me into her mouth.

I held back moaned as she moved against me. I guided her with my grip on her, thrusting into her mouth. I looked down as I saw her eyes squeezed shut, tears streaming down her face from the impact. And absolute mess underneath me just to please me. She normally couldn't take all of me but she forced herself to, all for me.

I felt my dick twitch inside her mouth and I pulled her off. She looked up at me, wiping the drool off her mouth blinking. "You were about to--" She stated. "I thought you said you wanted to ride?" I smiled down at her. She smiled leaning up and wiping her face, tearing off her shorts and underwear before climbing back over at me.

"I'm not use to this" Her confidence suddently altering as she looked down at me. I shook my head and pushed her hair back. "You will do fine baby, i'll help you" I whispered. She swallowed. "I just want to make you feel good" She whispered back. My heart was beating out of my chest from the sweet innocent girl who was almost tearing up at the thought of not pleasing someone like me.

"You already have" I whispered. She smiled and I leaned up pecking her lips. She looked down between us before lining herself up with me. "You don't have to take all of it" I stated. She looked up at me before looking back down. She let out a breath as she sank down on me, making my lean my head back. I gripped her hips as she laid her head against my shoulder.

"Fuck" She whispered from the new feeling of her on top. I swallowed as she sank all the way down against me. Fuck, this felt too good. She started to lift off of me slightly before sinking again back and forth, again and again.

"Oh my--" I started to moan but her hand covered my mouth. I looked up at her. "Shut up" She grunted. Wow this was a switch. I sighed as I gripped her hips hard, following her motions drawing my hips back and pushing against her.

I felt as she grinded against me, pushing herself against me biting her lip so hard just to keep her moans in. "Move faster" I mumbled. She moaned against my neck as she moved faster against me.

This was when I realized what was happening. I left her to fend for herself last night. She was begging for me and I left her unsatified and now she was doing all of the work just to finish from me. She may like to be dominate, but I needed to be. This was fun and all, but I had some unfinished buisness.

I flipped us over quickly making her eyes snap open as I pounded into her and covered her mouth, knowing the moan that was going to leave her lips.

"You did your apologizing. But now it's my turn. I'm making you finish, and I'm making you finish hard" I said looking down at her. She nodded quickly as she pushed her hips against mine with every thrust.

"Matt oh my-" She muttered as she gripped my arm so hard, she drew blood. I looked down at the necklace laid across the colarbone, smiling to myself. I pushed her legs up hitting her from a new angle, fucking her the way I promised to the other night.

I turned her head, biting her lip so hard to muffle her sounds. I kissed down her neck. "Mine" I whispered. "Only mine" I whispered as I looked at her face. She was close. Really close.

"Tell me you like it" I whispered. She moaned nodding. "I said tell me" I said again gripping her face. "I love it" She cried before I felt her clench against me, making me twitch inside of her. I held it because there was no way I was finishing before her. I reached down rubbing harsh circles over her clit.

"Come" I ordered as she felt limp beneath me feeling her let go all over me and all over the sheets beneath me. I sighed as I thrusted into her a few more times. She pulled me against her. "You fuck me so good Matt" She whispered against my ear and that was all I needed before I released into her.

I sighed as I laid against her, us both breathing heavily. She ran her hands up my back. I looked up at her. She smiled down at me. "That's the only time I'll ever let you be dominate so I hope you enjoyed it" I said smiling softly. She rolled her eyes. "I'm surprised you let me do it for as long as you did pretty boy" She chuckled.

Pretty boy.

Fuck.

Slim.

My eyes went wide as I jumped up and out of her making her whine from the sudden loss. I scrambled for my phone seeing a text from Chris.

Chris

you have to be there in 20 minutes I hope you've left. Or your ass is Y/n's ass.

My eyes went wide as Y/n sat up. "What? What's wrong?" She asked looking at me. "I have to--" I started to say and she looked down. "Go" I whispered. She just nodded as she leaned over and reached for her shorts pulling them back on. "Y/n" I sighed reaching for her. She looked over at me.

"I know, It's okay" She said nodding her head slightly frowning. I swallowed as I pulled my boxers and pants back up. She looked away from me as she stood up.

I felt like this was just a hook up, like I was running right after fucking someone like a damn one-night stand. "I'm sorry" I stated as I stood. She nodded looking down.

"Thanks for coming" She whispered half smiling at me. My heart turned. My chest hurt. I sighed and shook my head. "I'm really sorry" I whispered. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Just go" She said smiling and motioning towards the window. I smiled sadly before walking over to her and grabbing her kissing her passionatly.

She laughed against me trying to push me off, as I kissed all over her face. "Get out" She laughed turning away. I smiled up at her. "I'm gonna marry you one day" I whispered making her smile and her face flush red.

"After fucking me like that, I'll be expecting a ring in the next few days please" She smiled holding out her hand. I rolled my eyes picking her hand up and kissing it. "Give me a few years, I love you" I smiled before turning and running out of the window.

I was gonna add another part but I wanted to get this out to you as fast as possible and If i want to update bfb or anything else I have to put this out so i love you guys missed you.

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smuttysabina · 4 months

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The Temptations of The Night

(Jiu x Male Reader, 3k Words) Tags: Back With More Vampiric Sex, You Get Drained, Literally, Well At Least A Part Of You Does, Vaginal Contortions, Acrobatic Positions, Unnatural Pussy Magics, An Addiction To That Sweet Vampussy, Blood Magic, Magnificent Blowjobs, Deep Throating, Wholesome Cuddling

Part 1 Here

No lamb had ever gone more willingly to the slaughter. You pause at her door, arm upraised, trembling from a sordid mixture of fear and arousal; desperate to simply turn around and leave, but unable to resist the temptation to give into your lust. She had not left your mind this past month, visions of her lithe body had frolicked through your mind, you had been unable to concentrate on anything else. So now you were back, even though you really should not be, about to take another step along a path you should not have gone down to begin with. But you were merely mortal and her hold upon your soul was unbreakable, so you knock confidently, as if you had not been standing stone-still for five minutes as your mind roiled with deliberations. You need not wait long to consider your damnation however, for immediately the door swings open, banishing your apprehensions. A kindly goddess dowered in black lace smiles in satisfaction, extending a dainty hand in invitation,

"Welcome back, my dear," Jiu murmurs, "I am pleased by your return. Please, come inside, for the night is cold..."

The familiar darkness swallows you as you step beneath her doorway, the door swinging silently shut as Jiu embraces you in her cool arms. Her mouth slightly opens, as she tilts her head up into a kiss, her icy soft lips pressing against yours hungrily. You let out a moan of desire, passionately returning the kiss as you hold her wiry body tight against you; your hands caressing her back. Your tongues intertwine, sliding across one another as you breathe heavily; so lost in the sensation are you that you barely notice your lips being slightly scratched, as if with twin razors. Jiu pulls out of the kiss, eyes gleaming in the faint light, her lower lip trisected by her two long, narrow fangs, "My, such... ardor. I see that you missed me," she glances down playfully, "I am looking forward to tasting you once more..." Jiu gently leads you deeper into her flat, flambeaux humming to life in consideration of your inferior night-vision, depositing you in a worn black leather armchair. She smoothly pulls its pair in front of yours, languidly reclining in it as she watches you drink in the sight of her once more. After all, it was not every night that you got to make love to a vampire.

Jiu seems to be in a mischievous mood, her small talk deliberately ignoring sexual subjects, while a delicate foot probes at your crotch. Her eyelids crease in amusement, as your voice catches, your hips unintentionally humping her foot as it presses against your manhood. Her eyes bore into yours as your member starts to throb after only minutes of this treatment, you had yet to even remove your pants and she was already on the cusp of draining you. The candlelight flickers amorously across her pale skin as she suddenly removes her foot; she idly bites her thumb as you watch, breathless and heaving. Jiu leans forwards reaching out to cup your cheek before sliding down to your neck, then her thumb flashes along it, drawing a line of blood. You blink, and move to touch the spot, before slowly realizing that your arms are not obeying you; nor for that matter, is much else. She touches a delicate finger to your lips as she soothes you, "Worry not my dear, simply a little... help," she smirks, blandly unzipping your pants as she explains, "I noticed you were quite aroused by my nature; the unnatural, it excites you does it not?" Jiu's fangs slide to full length in emphasis, and she elegantly positions herself between your frozen legs. You shiver as she brushes her teeth against your tip, which promptly leaks precum in response; Jiu lets out a surprisingly girlish giggle, "I think... Perhaps I shall drink you dry tonight..." her voice hisses up at you, sending a shudder of erotic fear through you.

You moan plaintively as Jiu's head bobs between your legs, slurping and sucking upon your frozen member; unable to move enough to produce semen, your poor cock simply drips what little fluid it can. You are still able to feel sensation however, and so you are forced to endure a seemingly endless procession of orgasms. Your muscles locked together, you are completely vulnerable to the temptress, she could drain your blood whenever she pleased, and you would be entirely unable to stop her. The prospect sends an icy thrill through you, your body reacting to the danger by pumping you full of more and more hormones; eager to dump your semen before you pass. When the waves of pleasure assaulting your mind have grown almost unbearable, Jiu lazily raises her hand in front of your blurred vision, and snaps. The dam breaks, your seed exploding from your manhood into her mouth, Jiu digging in at the base of your cock to hold on as your hips buck and spasm wildly. Her throat bobs steadily as she swallows the long ropes of semen spewing down her throat, calmly riding out the storm as your orgasm lasts several minutes. Only after your thunderous climax does she unlatch from your crotch, fangs leaving faint pinpricks behind in your flesh. She idly wipes away the spittle staining her chin, "My, you have been saving up, haven't you?"

Jiu fetches some water and a blanket for you, curling up against you before shrouding the both of you in warm fuzz. She affectionately scratches your neck, seemingly amused at your exhausted state, "I had anticipated that you would enjoy restraint, but to such a degree? Such deviancy..." A charge you can hardly deny, especially not to the woman whose stomach you had just emptied a vast quantity of semen into. Luckily, said lady appeared quite content to simply cuddle with you while you recovered from your strenuous exertion; though she had done an excellent job in removing your clothes without much of a hassle. Your strength gradually returns, and soon you're attention is occupied by the cool body of Jiu snuggled up against your own. You start to touch and stroke her lithe body, causing her eyes to crinkle in amusement, as she allows you to feel her up; though she does stop you from trying to remove her outfit, "Not yet, my dear, you will enjoy it more with me clothed." Whatever it was, you were not exactly sure, but you are eager to find out. Soon you are kissing once more, her clothed form pressing up against yours as her hand daintily works your manhood until it is once more rigidly saluting her. Your unnaturally swift recovery was no doubt aided by Jiu's subtle nibbles as your tongues wrestle, the aphrodisiac in her fangs granting fresh vigor to your already mauled member.

Jiu stands, pulling you up with her, causing the blanket to pool around your feet, your cock pushing needily against the fabric covering her crotch, desperate to get inside. She pulls out of your embrace to smile, evidently pleased by your blatant lust, "My, so vigorous, it is endearing. You will appreciate this then..." Jiu gets onto her tiptoes, then leans back into the air, further than she should be able to support, pulling her legs up with her so that it is as if she is resting upon an invisible table. The long tail of her outfit forms a black waterfall, seemingly sourced from her now vulnerable loins, the fabric of her bodysuit pulling tightly against the lips of her sex. She looks up at you, lips parted in good humor, and subtly wiggles her hips in invitation, urging you onwards. You grunt like a rutting boar, as you shove your cock against the thin cloth protecting her entrance, careless in your need to fill Jiu; until the material strains enough to allow your tip to slightly penetrate her. Jiu raises an eyebrow in delicate mockery, and looks to be about to tease you when the fabric finally tears and your manhood plunges inside of her. She lets out a soft gasp, which is entirely drowned out by your own animalist groans, as the tepid folds of her pussy engulf your cock once more. Her eyes seem to flash in the candlelight, "Mmm, I shudder to think the pounding I would endure had I beguiled you properly, we would be here all night I would think!" The drumbeat of your sexes slamming together seems to indicate your agreement, and she lets out another curiously innocent giggle. Then she starts to stretch, arching her back further and further until her midnight hair kisses the carpet, an acrobatic feat that causes her pussy to curve in an addicting manner. Now you can see the bulge your manhood is making in her taut stomach, even through her outfit. as it strains mightily to force Jiu's sex back into shape but inevitably fails to do so. A failure which does not bother your now drooling cock in the least, as waves of pleasure pulse through it from exotic angle it is now enjoying. When your orgasm finally peaks, you shudder and convulse, holding onto Jiu's rigid hips for support as you unload your warmth into the lukewarm confines of her unliving sex. When it is finished, she leans back up, touching her groin fondly as she chuckles, "Did you save up for several weeks? Had my womb been fertile then you would have quickened me!"

The vampire sighs, idly playing with the loose ends of her bodysuit, "And you tore my outfit, which was arousing, yet still." Placing a hand on your still heaving stomach she lightly pushes you backwards, causing your manhood to flop out of her; but not a drop of semen follows it. Jiu swings her legs back down so that she can stand, no longer ignoring the feeble demands of gravity. A smile quirks her lips as she notices you once again touching her sides, "I see you still require attention, let us deal with that issue in my chambers, yes?" Obviously not trusting you to not to attempt to mount her on the way there, Jiu once again freezes you with a swipe of blood across your chest. Humming quietly, she then levitates you and leads you into her bedroom, waving a hand to snuff out the lights as she goes. Now entirely shrouded in darkness, you can perceive little until you are gently lowered to the floor, mobile once more, but still only able to make out a faint pale blur in front of you. Then the curtains are thrown back, and the light of the gibbous moon floods into the darkly paneled room; adorning the pallid goddess in a familiar scene of deja vu. But unlike last time, you are no longer hesitant, and nor is Jiu acting particularly demure as she shed her outfit without much fuss. Now the lunar glow caresses her tight curves, anointing her perky breasts and making her milky nipples conspicuous with their darker tone. Her lower lips glisten wetly, and you feel your member stir fitfully at the sight, but is unable to react properly to the lust filling you. Jiu's eyes narrow kindly, and she acts swiftly to fix the problem; leaning in, she bites your neck, fangs digging in to extract what lies beneath. Your breath catches as Jiu languidly drinks your blood, your jugular pulsing as she taps into it; is this it then? But she does not finish you, stopping quite short, and as she licks the wound closed you do not feel much diminished in strength. Seductively touching a finger to her tongue, she dips it in the blood still pooling upon it before swiping it across your shriveled member and ordering it to rise.

Now with blood surging through your manhood once more, it bulges obscenely, forced upright by Jiu's fell charm. Her stomach now has some color to it, which lightly spreads up to her face, before it vanishes and pools down towards her crotch. She smiles in satisfaction before elegantly climbing onto the bed, arching her back, she raises her pallid ass in the air and looks back at you teasingly, "Well, slake yourself, you beast." Jiu's butt sways indulgently in the moonlight as you clamber onto the bed after her, and upon spreading her perky cheeks you recklessly shove yourself inside of her. You gasp in surprise at the heat suffusing her pussy, no longer was it cold and clammy, now it was burning hot and sopping wet. Jiu herself seems a touch affected by it as well, moaning softly as your cock pummels her insides rapaciously. You plow Jiu mercilessly, subconsciously knowing that she would be able to stop you with ease should you overstep yourself, you treat her not like some gracefully courtesan but instead like a cheap fucktoy. The lady in question if anything seems bemused by your vigorous coupling, and is content to let you drain your lusts into her before she drains you. The force of your thrusts are so great you unmount her several times, you cock slurping out of the warm confines of her body, and slamming against her tightly clenched asshole before sliding upwards into her crack. Jiu chuckles when you do this, tutting with mirth, "It will not go in you know, it has not opened in quite a while..." By the time she has finished gently scolding you however, you were already forcing yourself back inside of her pliant hole.

Your first orgasm leaves you breathless, Jiu's unnaturally stimulating pussy too intoxicating for your body to resist any longer, you howl as your seed surges into her, flooding her with gooey ropes that soak into her folds. But the flame of lust within you remains undimmed, as you use your weight to force the lady's hips down into the sheets. Jiu lets out a dignified huff as you press her prone, allowing her legs to open to allow you greater freedom of movement; which you require. Your thrusts are long and deep, mechanically slamming down into her sex as your cock instinctively urges you to breed her once more. Your balls slap wetly against her clitoris, now your entire body is lathered in sweat from your exertions, adrenaline spiking to provide you with enough energy to complete your primal mission. You bury your face in Jiu's nape, nipping and gnawing at her cold flesh even as you savor the salty taste of it; her bun tickling your forehead. Jiu lets out a pleased noise from your ferocious ardor, her pussy tightening in time with your movements, stroking you greedily. You kiss her hair as you climax once more, breathing deep the scent of her perfume as you dispense thick curdles of semen into her once more. You collapse onto Jiu, chest heaving with exhaustion, but your manhood still remains painfully erect within her.

You stagger upright, swaying precariously as you glance down at your sore member throbs unnaturally, retaining its stiffness in defiance of nature. You start as Jiu playfully bumps her now pleasantly rosy rear against your sensitive cock, giggling demurely as precum froths at its tip. She evidently has noted your tired state however, as she graciously comforts you, "Allow me to lead this dance, relax..." Her fingers gently lower you back towards her entrance, and she mounts you with a sigh of satisfaction. Your legs quiver as aching pleasure shoots up through your shaft, it is all you can do to remain standing on your knees. Indulgently, not even pausing in her lethargic movements, Jiu's finger stitches the air, and you suddenly feel yourself being firmly supported. She smiles mischievously up at you, "Now then, hold on dear." With that brief warning whispering in your ears, Jiu truly starts to move. Her hips slither skillfully up and down your length, bucking and writhing unnaturally as her pussy bends around your cock in new and exotic ways. Tirelessly, she fucks you, riding you expertly, keyed into your every twitch and shiver until she has devised the precise routine necessary to bring you to a swift climax. Then Jiu repeats that pattern ceaselessly, gratifying your manhood in ways you had no idea even existed; her folds pressing against your most sensitive points mercilessly. You squirm, feeling your depleted balls rise up for one last heroic effort, helped along by some unseen force. You are almost sobbing as your final loads sputters into Jiu, leaking the dregs of your testicles into her gluttonous pussy, even as she continues to fuck you relentlessly. Only when your groans turn to whimpers does she halt, smoothly dismounting you and dismissing whatever magics that forced you erect, allowing your meat to shrivel gratefully.

Jiu's eyes shimmer in the moonlight as she tenderly lowers you onto the soft sheets, nestling against your side as she lazily levitates refreshments and a now-familiar fuzzy blanket towards the bed. "My, I feel... bloated, my womb sloshes with every breath. I almost feel too full to feed... almost." You do not even have the strength to look at her, let alone resist as Jiu nuzzles against your neck and digs her fangs into your flesh. You moan plaintively as the twin needles fill you with numbing bliss, the lady going untroubled as she feeds upon your vitae. She finishes her meal sooner than the last tryst however, stopping short of leaving you senseless; her tongue gently lapping your wound close. Jiu idly caresses your sweat-covered chest, "After such a... passionate joining, perhaps some rest is in order?" She benevolently assists you in draining your water glass, before curling back up against you, her body now vaguely lukewarm to the touch, "Sleep my dear, you have satisfied me this night..." And you obey, feeling supremely pleased by her praise...

You awaken to find the thick curtains drawn tight, the room filled with abyssal darkness, a cool pressure coiled across your body. You shift slightly, causing the weight to stir, before cuddling more deeply; murmuring incoherently. You reach a throbbing arm up to explore the person atop you, before remembering where you were, in her lair; causing you to pause with your hand clenching her posterior. The lady of the night sighs, "Oh don't stop, I know you mortals are particularly... invigorated come the dawn." Judging by the pulsating sensation coming from your crotch, your member is much inclined to agree with her; even after the thrashing it had received that evening. Jiu's finger slides across your shaft, bringing if fully awake as she maneuvers herself in the lightless void. You feel something soft and wet touch your tip, as the blanket coils down onto your chest, "Allow me, this will not take long, will it?"

Jiu was entirely correct.

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therehabstreet · 1 month

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austinsastrology8991 · 1 year

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Venus in the houses (p2) and how you convince others your a beautiful person maybe you are. but if only everyone knew what you do Venus in the eighth - "do you wanna know what love is?" they just want something real, something authentic, something they can look back on and be like "no one was like her." but they view all their exes this way so i mean i question how real they are, but nonetheless. if you break their trust they will not break up with you. but will give you some tests to attempt to forgive you. then you will fail, then they will exact revenge plus some, because you wasted their precious heart. Venus in the ninth - party rock is in the house tonight YEAHHHH they just wanna party, keep it fun and they are yours, the most optimistic people and they do it so loveably. its easy to forgive them, but they make so many mistakes its unbelievable. but if you become a downer, they will look for a party elsewhere. they fail to realise most of the time you become a downer because of their foolishness and because they took you for granted, but they will always see you as a vibe killer, and say you didnt forgive them or understand them (for the millionth time smh) Venus in the tenth - they just want respect, and are good at it, but more than that, they want a daddy. they want to be perfect and they do this by finding someone who will mold them into the perfect version of themselves. They will present themselves perfectly, but they secretly want you to point out their flaws, but in a respectful manner. if you dont respect their hustle, then they will dust you and find someone better than you, just so you didnt define their future. Venus in the eleventh - they are everyones boyfriend/girlfriend, and you will get special treatment, but not the type you expected. They like to keep everyone on their toes, whilst they walking around with no shoes on flat footed. A friend to all is a friend to none, but they have played this game for so long. there is no going back now. besides, its what keeps there relationship(s) interesting.... Venus in the twelfth - lost in a dream.... I pray they willl love me, please come back to me... whilst an apex predator is fucking their prey. sorry reality isnt what we want it to be, but they believe in their feelings so much they will put everything on the line for their 'one', even if it kills them. If you want them, just pray they done praying for their ex. But thats their appeal, they will never get over you.

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footankleortho · 3 months

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huramuna · 6 months

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blue dove - oneshot request.

dark aemond x best friend / modern

request: Helloo! Can I get a dark modern aemond who is in love with best friend reader and is possessive and jealous whenever reader meets a guy and aemond does everything he can to keep reader to himself only with smut plss😊😊🙏

warnings: smut (specifics under the cut), possessive aemond, gaslighting, manipulation, toxic dynamic, aemond is his own warning here. reader isn't described, she/her pronouns. work is 18+, minors do not interact or you shall be smited.

word count: 3.7k

a/n: this is my first time posting smut & also writing it in a long time-- leave a like and comment if you liked it! <;3

paparazzi - lady gaga • baby hotline - jack stauber's micropop

content: p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, pussy slapping, hair pulling, copious biting, creampie, breeding kink, belly bulge

She had a few constants in her life, things that would never change, no matter how hard she tried.

One; she would never be able to drive herself anywhere. She was befallen to being a frequenter of public transport, cycling, and whatever other benign thing she could rope herself into that didn’t involve getting behind the wheel of a car.

Two (which tied into one); she would always suffer from crippling anxiety. She didn’t know why she was this way, nor could she fix it. She tried every cure— smoking, medication, meditation, hypnosis, and other obscure treatments. She used to be a bright and sprightly child, shining with confidence and determination— she had all the makings to become something special.

She was in all of the gifted classes, read well above her grade, was an eloquent writer and an aspiring artist. Until, of course— something in her snapped. Around the age of hitting puberty, rather than blossoming into what she should’ve been, she wilted. Wilted into a shadow of what she was, who she was. Suddenly, her gifted mind turned into one that was average at best, and at her worst, stuck into remedial classes.

She hardly remembers who she was— and dreams of what could’ve been.

The third thing tied everything up into a bow; Aemond Targaryen. Her best friend since elementary school, they’d always been glued at the hip. Even now, almost two decades later. He had seen her at her best and her worst— and so had she.

They were both on the smaller side as kids, scrawny and short— this made them an easy target for bullies and the like; how it usually goes. After Aemond lost his eye, she became fiercely protective over him, even throwing out a few punches and getting beaten into the dirt if anyone said anything untoward to him.

That was when they were kids, though— when she was fierce and lively. Their roles have somewhat reversed now. Aemond grew into himself, shooting up to well above her height, while she stayed sort of small. He protected her when anyone looked at her the wrong way, even if she didn’t see it.

They were both twenty-six now, sharing a birthday just a few days apart. They were always close in everything.

It was a crisp autumn day, her oversized sweater rippling slightly in the growing breeze. Shivering, she knocked on the door of Aemond’s flat.

“Aem,” she hummed softly, “I’m here.”

A few moments later, the door opened— in all his six foot tall glory, Aemond. His hair was down and a bit messy. A plain white shirt and gray sweatpants were his lounge clothes of choice, it seemed.

He perked a brow, “Didn’t feel like using your key?” he asked, moving aside so she could walk in.

“Oh— yeah, the key,” she scratched the back of her head with a halfhearted chuckle, “I forget— and I don’t wanna just barge in…”

“You aren’t barging,” he mused with a small smirk, “I gave you a key for a reason— I trust you. Aegon doesn’t even have a key.”

She kicked off her boots, “Well, Aegon is an idiot— he would just come here to raid your fridge and steal all your… expensive liquor,” she giggled, genuinely. Unwrapping the scarf from her neck, she instantly felt herself warming back up, “I don’t get how you like that stuff anyhow— it tastes like… spicy brown piss or something.”

Aemond snorted, “It's top shelf whiskey, my dear. Not ‘spicy brown piss’ as you so lovingly put it,” his hand reached out to her bare neck, thumbing over her throat for a moment before he walked towards the balcony, sliding the door open. Lighting up a cigarette, he took a deep drag, “You just don’t have a sophisticated enough palate to get it, dove.”

She let out a mock indignant snort, moving to the couch, “I have a sophisticated enough palate when it comes to things that are actually good— like well-marbled beef or earthy mushrooms stewed with thyme and garlic. Not alcohol,” she scrunched her nose, “That shit will kill you, Aem,” her eyes flicked to his cigarette. Another one of her one-and-done vices she used to have— her and Aemond started together, as she’d heard it might help her anxiety. It didn’t help, and tasted horrible, so she quit the next week.

Aemond, however, didn’t quit. That was eight years ago. When Aemond fancied something, he never gave up; that she knew for a fact. He gave one of his signature toothy grins, blowing smoke in her direction, “Lots of things will kill me, dove. If I die from smoking, so be it.” he took another drag, a deep and performative one.

She let out a quiet ‘hmpf’ noise, grabbing her phone out of her pocket. They were used to sitting in silence with each other, leaving one another to their own devices— as long as they were in the room together, it was fine.

Aemond watched her as he finished up his cigarette. When she would look up, he would look away, as if he wasn’t just staring a hole through her. She could feel his gaze— his blind, milky blue eye boring into her, while his undamaged eye observed her like she was a specimen underneath a microscope.

Every expression, every minute movement of her face was absorbed by him. He knew her better than she knew herself— and that was fine with her. She hardly knew herself anymore, anyways.

Her jaw clenched as she looked through her phone, scrolling through messages. The quietest of sighs left her, deflating her ever so slightly.

“What is it?” Aemond asked, suddenly appearing next to her, settling down on the couch.

She blinked profusely a few times— he was so silent when he wanted to be. She locked her phone and put it aside, “Oh— that guy I’ve been talking to… we were supposed to go out tonight. Apparently something came up…” her voice trailed off as she looked down at her hands, cracking her knuckles idly; one of her nervous habits.

Aemond’s jaw clenched, his hand flexing slightly— then he relaxed, “I’m sorry, dove,” he murmured, “Maybe we can do something tonight, just the two of us? I’ll order Thai.”

She continued to crack her knuckles, “I-I dunno— I don’t want to be a burden. We don’t have to do this every time a guy cancels on me…”

It had become a longstanding tradition for takeout at Aemond’s flat when she got ghosted by a guy— which admittedly, happened a lot.

His hands were on hers in an instant, eclipsing them and prying them apart, “Stop that,” he said firmly, “You are not a burden. You never will be a burden. I won’t hear another word of that shit, got it?”

She fidgeted slightly at his harsh tone, but nodded, “… can we get Italian tonight instead of Thai?”

His tone and demeanor softened instantly at her acquiescence, “Of course, dove.” he gave her hands a quick, firm squeeze before letting go— one of his hands resting against her neck, arm wrapped around her.

They feasted and laughed all night, watching some of their favorite shows; overdramatic reality cooking competitions. They bickered back and forth about who should’ve won, who should’ve cooked what and who they think should’ve been eliminated.

At the end of the night, she was exhausted, leaning against him. She had eaten enough pasta to feed a small horse.

“Don’t think I’ll make it back to mine tonight Aem,” she mumbled, her forehead pressed against his arm, “Too bloated. Might fall asleep on the train if I try to go home— can I stay here tonight?”

“You don’t even have to ask,” he said softly, his hand caressed behind her head. He always got touchy-feely late at night like this, and she didn’t wholly mind— it made her feel special.

She usually wasn’t keen on physical touch from anyone but Aemond, no one else got it right. She had a few flings in college and they all ended sourly— all of her romantic ventures seemed to end sourly. Aemond, however, was always there— always there to pick up the pieces, to tell her that she is worth it, to make her feel like she mattered.

It was him— always him, wasn’t it?

The realization dawned on her, making her heart ping-pong in her chest. She… loved him. She did, didn’t she?

“You can sleep in my bed, if you want,” he suggested softly, unaware of her inner turmoil.

She felt like her eyes bulged out of her head at that proposition, “Uh-uh,” she managed to croak, “Don’t wanna take up your space n’ all that…”

He didn’t press the issue. “Goodnight, dove.”

She wrapped herself in a blanket, getting comfortable on the couch— as much as she could, anyhow. Eventually, from sheer exhaustion alone, she drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up, she didn’t know what time it was— it was still dark outside. She blinked a few times, looking around. It took her a minute to remember she was at Aemond’s.

Her eyes, blurry with sleep, landed on a figure— Aemond, illuminated in the darkness across from her. He was holding his phone— no, that was her phone.

He was looking intently at something, holding his phone in his free hand, typing something into it, obviously from her phone.

Why was Aemond on her phone? Not that she minded, of course, she had nothing to hide— but what… what would be so interesting that he was saving from her phone to his?

“Aem?” she murmured softly, “What are you doing?”

A moment of panic went over his face— she caught this immediately, as she could count all of the times on one hand she’d ever seen him make that look. That is when she knew something was wrong.

“Nothing, dove— go back to sleep.” he cooed, trying to sound as soft and soothing as possible.

But it didn’t work, her guard was up, her suspicions raised. She got up from the couch, “Aemond. What are you doing?” she asked again, a bit more firm.

“Nothing— I just needed… to get something off of your phone.” he said, still obviously hiding something.

“What would you need off of my phone?” she pressed, walking up and snatching it back from him.

On the screen— it was her dating app profile. The list of messages of all of the people she’d talked to were pulled up, including all of their personal information.

“Um… what— Aemond, why are you looking at all of their profiles?”

He stared at her for a long moment, his brow furrowed. He finally spoke after a stretch of silence, “I had to. I had to, you know. They aren’t worthy of you, none of them.” he said, his voice taking a serious note.

Shivers ran down her spine, “Aem— what the fuck are you talking about?”

“They needed to be told that you were already spoken for— that they needed to back off.” he moved a bit closer to her, his closeness suddenly oppressive.

She shook her head, still not understanding, “I-I don’t… wh—,”

He was on her then, grabbing her hands as they went to crack her knuckles, his grip on her tight, “They aren’t fucking good enough for you— no one is— no one except me, dove,” he growled low, his one seeing pupil blown wide like a predator, “You really think that every man you tried to go out with willingly ghosted you? Sweetheart, you can’t be that dumb.”

Suddenly, it all began to make sense. All of her failed attempts to date after college were failures— and it wasn’t because of her. It was because of Aemond.

She had spent years thinking that it was her fault, her inadequacies—

“Look at me,” he grunted, one of his hands going to her chin, forcing her gaze upward. Tears were streaming down her face, “I did it for you— for us— I am the only one capable of loving you,” his thumb caressed her bottom lip, parting it ever so slightly, “You think that anyone else on this planet would be able to handle you— besides me? I know you better than you know yourself. No one else would be able to handle all of your little quirks, your insecurities, your fears, your anxieties— but I will and I do.”

She sniffed, “I-if you liked me that way— why wouldn’t you just tell me?”

The pad of his thumb swiped the gathered wetness from her lip, “I’m patient— I’ve been patient— I needed you to realize,” his thumb slipped between her lips, pressing down onto the soft of her tongue, earning a small whimper from her, “That I’m the one— that you and I were made for each other, hm?”

She garbled a tiny reply, but it didn’t come through from his digit suppressing her tongue. Even through this— it felt like betrayal in some aspect to her— she couldn’t help but feel… warmth. Something akin to sickening elation. The good and bad parts of her were fighting, her emotions swirling within her.

He removed his thumb from her mouth, smearing her lips with her own saliva. He craned his neck downward, “Don’t you want me, dove?” he whispered, his lips ghosting over hers. They were exchanging breaths, sharing their oxygen between one another without actually touching yet.

She was still crying— but she nodded slowly, “Y-yes,” she murmured. After all— he was right, wasn’t he? Who else would deal with her? Who else would love her?

He lifted his hand to her neck— he always had loved to rest it there, why hadn’t she seen it before? — his fingers pressing ever so gently against her skin. He closed the almost nonexistent gap between them, their lips pressing together.

She hummed a tearful whimper as they kissed, the delightful warmth spreading throughout her body, mingling with the sting of betrayal and disgust. Eventually, his tongue invaded her mouth, lips moving together as if he wanted to fully consume her. She’d never been kissed so desperately before— it was as if he was starving.

They fell into a rhythm, his hand lowering from her neck down to her collarbone, tracing the very being of her. She didn’t know what to do with her hands— her fists were white-knuckled, clenching at his shirt as if to hold on for dear life.

His large hand palmed her breast, immediately eliciting a response from her in the form of a gasp. She felt him smile against her mouth, pulling back ever so slightly, “So responsive for me already— I knew you’d be,” he hummed, his thumb rasping over her sensitive nipple, causing it to harden immediately. It sent shivers straight to her core, where she felt a growing wetness.

He shifted them back to the couch, placing her on his lap, “I’ve been waiting for this for years,” he growled, nipping at the soft flesh of her neck, “I’ve been in love with you since we met— all of that time. I’m a patient man,” he continued, leaving little red marks on her skin, biting gently, then kissing, “I let you have your fun in college— I let you fuck your way through a few guys, letting that first one take your virginity— should’ve been me,” Aemond bit down into her shoulder, slowly moving his way down her body. His hands lifted her shirt off easily, practically snapping the wires of her bra in tow. “Now, my dove, we are going to make up for lost time, hm?”

He tossed her bra aside, her breasts, well endowed as she was, rested heavily upon her chest. He pawed at one right away, her nipple pebbling into a stiff peak.

“Why didn’t you tell me— why,” she mewled. It’d been so long since she’d been touched this way, and never so attentively. Her skin felt like it was on fire.

“I needed you to realize it,” he explained, biting at her nipple. She let out a cry, earning a laugh from him, “I only needed a little more time. Too bad you’re a light sleeper, hm?”

Her body felt tight and hot, as if she was going to melt if she didn’t relieve some of the growing ache between her legs. She felt his hardness— pretty significantly, in fact— pressing against her pelvis. Almost out of primal need, she began rocking her hips against it, hoping for some friction.

“Needy girl,” he admonished, “But I’m a giver, aren’t I?” his hand slipped beneath the waistband of her pants, down to her damp core. “So fucking wet for me already, hm? Just needed me to tell you that I love you and you’re practically gushing in my lap.”

His fingers parted her folds, honing in on her clit almost immediately. She fidgeted, pressing her head to his neck, breathing heavily against his skin. He worked at a slow pace at first— but she didn’t need much to begin barreling towards her first peak.

Aemond’s free hand snaked into her hair, yanking her back from his neck, “Don’t hide,” he purred, “I want to see your face when you come on my fingers, dove.”

She looked a mess, her face red and tear stained, kiss swollen lips parted as she whimpered in pleasure. She wasn’t loud in bed by any means— her little whines and moans were enough.

The cord within her began unraveling, slowly, slowly, as the pleasure intensified. He was able to achieve a level of euphoria that she could never do with her own fingers, nor could any other man.

“Aem, Aem— f-fuck,” she cried, tears still streaming down her face, “S’close, p-please.”

He grunted a moan in response, as if the act of getting her off was getting him off in turn, “Come on, let go for me.”

The pleasant feeling of wetness turned into a rush of pure ecstasy as she reached her peak, whimpering unintelligible praises while struggling to keep her eyes open.

“That’s it,” he cooed encouragingly, “Fucking beautiful.”

He kept up his ministrations on her pearl well after she came, causing her to squirm, “Too much, too much,” she murmured, a fresh string of tears falling down her cheeks.

The sight of her tears made him throb a bit— it was a wonder he lasted this long without fucking her already. He stopped his assault on her clit, prodding his fingers into her mouth so she could taste herself, then he licked them clean himself.

Shifting their positions slightly, he laid her down gently on the couch on her stomach as he pulled his sweatpants down. She glanced back, zeroing in on his member— he had a sizable length and girth, his tip messy and wet from her grinding earlier. Her mouth felt dry and wet all at the same time and she swallowed harshly.

He wiggled her pants and panties down her legs, her now soaked undergarments sticking to her folds. He gave her a playful swat between the legs, causing her to jump.

“So sensitive,” he hummed, pulling up her posterior in the air. His hand smacked lightly against her bottom before gripping it, “This; is mine,” he moved his hand down between her legs, pinching her clit, “This is also mine.”

She let out a mewling moan, keening under his possessive declarations— she found herself not only blooming in pleasure between her legs at such language, but her heart wrenched and wrought against her chest in a delightful pain. She wondered if this is what it was like to be in love.

“This changes everything, you know,” he said as he positioned behind her, moving the head of his cock between her legs, gathering the wetness there and creating a sticky friction. “There isn’t going back to the way things were— you are well and truly mine now, dove.” he cooed before easing himself inside of her, hissing lowly at the tight fit.

He bottomed out in her quickly, his member prodding against her sweet spot. Aemond let her adjust to his size for a minute— while also focusing to ensure that he didn’t come immediately. After a few moments, she relaxed— so he began to move.

His pace was slow and meticulous, filling every nook and cranny of her, committing the shape of her to memory. He paid close attention to when she would clench when he hit that spongy sweet spot, her hand going to the arm of the couch to find purchase, anything so she still felt like she had control.

Her mouth was agape, strings of saliva wetting the leather couch. “A-Aem— p-please,” she simpered, asking for what— she didn’t know, she just needed more.

He took it as a spur to increase his pace, the room filled with her tiny whines, his grunts and skin slapping against skin. His arm hooked under her chest and pulled her back, switching their position to where she was pressed against his back. His legs hooked between hers and pried them open, “Keep them open, sweetheart,” Aemond bit into her neck once more, leaving a few more additions to her growing collection of marks by him, “Need more of these on you, then there won’t be a,” his stopped as he groaned, his pace quickening, “fucking doubt in anyone’s mind who you belong to– you’re mine, always been mine– fuck.” his mouth was upon her ear, muttering sweet nothings to her as his free hand pressed her flat to his chest. He thrusted upward, taking her hand and putting it over her abdomen– the bulge of him inside of her could be felt, “Mine have, mine to hold, mine to fuck– mine to breed,” his breath quickened– he was close.

The double entendre of feeling the bulge inside of her and the head of his cock bullying that sweet, spongy spot just right– pushed her over the edge for the second time. She clenched and fluttered around him, earning an animalistic growl from him as he came, ropes of his seed coating her walls.

They stayed like that for a while, his cock softening inside of her while she regained her breath, coming to terms with the situation she was in. Soon enough, he pulled out, his seed dripping out of her. The stimulation to her already battered core made her squirm.

He leaned forward, still encircling her, encompassing her in his arms. “Tell me that you love me.”

She didn’t know when she started crying again– or perhaps she’d been crying the whole time. She sniffed, acquiescing, “I love you, Aemond.”

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Things to know About Flat Foot Surgery in Florida

With overpronation, the flat feet are a condition that stem from childhood. The ligaments and tissues in your feet will tighten together, while forming the arch. Along your feet there will be even distribution of weight. If you do not develop the arch, you will never experience any tightness.

While it may occur due to lack of physical activities, poor – fitting shoes and genetics, you will need to undergo flat foot surgery in Florida so that you can heal from such condition. There can be development of injury, arthritis, and other limb deformities due to flat feet. There are other things that are being discussed in the article.

What Does the Surgery Involve?

Surgeons will use post- operative local anesthesia to control your pain, as the main surgery is done under general anesthesia. As surgeons need to do notable repairing of ligaments and tendons that supports arch and reshaping bone to renew the arch, there is necessity for several procedures.

Surgeons will take away the damaged tendon, and replace it by another tendon in the foot. The procedure is called tibialis posterior tendon reconstruction. It is seen under certain circumstances best podiatrists in Florida will conduct another surgery known as calcaneal osteotomy. Surgeons will refix the incision of heal with a metal screw, after making incision in the heel bone.

The screw is inserted so that the arch of the foot gets proper support. Before the surgery, it is necessary for you to attend the pre- screening of the surgery. While surgeons will assess your Vitamin D levels, a proper blood test will be done. To check infections, surgeons will do swab test, so that they can check infection.

Surgeons will take a note of your medical history so that they can get a knowledge about potential anesthetics issues. Before surgery, you will be advised to stop smoking. You should stop smoking eight weeks before the surgery. It will help you to heal in a fast way. There will be less risk of deep vein thrombosis as well.

Necessity For Flat Feet Surgery

When there is no or little space beneath the arch of the foot, and you need a foot surgery, surgeons will do the surgery at that point. There are several symptoms which can tell you that you have flat foot. If you have ankle swelling experience pain during walking , you can develop flat foot.

If there is tinkling sensation in the ankle and foot, and you experience damage in your nerves, you can develop flat foot. With these types of damages, your foot can lose sensation and at the same time various types of problems can arise for your feet.

Recovery Time

After the surgery is over, most of the patients leave the hospital on the same day. Surgeons will show the use of crutches. Surgeons will give a plaster cast, after the surgery. The plaster will be there for six weeks. While you should not put any weight on your foot, you should try keep your foot in rest.

You should not smoke or take anti inflammatory medicines, after the surgery, as it can hinder the healing time. Your pain will reduce gradually, after a week of flat feet surgery procedure. You will need to keep your foot raised above ground level for several weeks.

It will improve your flexibility, strength and fitness as well. You will be able to move in a free manner and you will find no hindrance in your movement as well. While you will be able to return to normal life, you will feel that there were no such problems in your life any point of time.

You need to start the physiotherapy and exercises, after five to six weeks after the surgery is over.

What Are the Expectations

Your surgeons will do complete evaluation of your foot and determine the required procedure, once you face ligament, tendon, bone problems. There will be detailed diagnosis, which will be done by the surgeon. When your doctor will do the surgery, to correct the collapsed arch, they will try to correct tendons, bones and ligaments.

While correcting and adjusting the outward rotation of foot, surgeons will insert bone wedge into the heel bone. When you have flatfoot, it is uncommon for your big- toe side of the foot to get lifted. Surgeons will reshape one bone from mid -foot, before cutting it, as they will do flat feet treatment in Jupiter Fl.

There will be use of screws and plates that will be inserted so that bones maintain proper position. Your surgeon may perform some repairs on ligament and torn or thickened tendons that has been created flat foot deformity.

Surgeons will remove the posterior tendon that runs under the foot to the main arch. There will be repair of ligaments as well , which supports the arch.

Final Thoughts

When you have flat feet problem, you will need to undergo surgery. Surgeons will help you to get on your feet in a rapid way.

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Princess Treatment

summary: moments in your relationship with rooster where you give him the princess treatment.

pairing: bradley bradshaw x female reader.

warnings: none, but this is an 18+ blog.

a/n: independent gf x princess treatment bf trope is cute but i present to you independent bf x princess treatment gf. fluff. this is for my fellow bradley girlies!!

word count: 1.4k

read the epilogue of princess treatment here.

something ‘bout you masterlist.

Not only did Bradley inherit his father’s ruggedly handsome looks, but he had also developed his manners as well. And so, being a gentleman was what Bradley prided himself on—because it was a direct reflection of his father.

When he first met you, he made sure to that keep up–treating you like royalty just as Goose did with Carole.

There was nothing Bradley didn’t do for you. You needed a ride? He’ll pick you up. It’s raining? Don’t even think about stepping on that wet cement, because he’s carrying you.

And Bradley’s not sure when it exactly happened but along the course of your relationship, the roles began to switch. But to be fair, he should’ve known when what started as a joke, became a regular thing–you calling him baby girl.

“Oh, shit.” Bradley calls out.

It doesn’t take much for the entire car of men to pause their conversation, redirecting their attention onto Rooster’s ringing phone—which unfortunately sits on display, attached directly onto the pastel pink phone mount you bought for his car.

“Your girl is calling you.” Hangman points out the obvious.

“Yeah, No shit buddy.” Fanboy claps back from behind him.

Coyote leans in, eyes squinted at Rooster’s buzzing phone. “Cute.” he comments, referring to the contact picture he has set for you. Rooster is grinning ear to ear while you’re latched onto his bare back, sinking your canines right into his broad shoulder.

Hangman watches as Rooster’s frantic eyes are switching between the road in front of him and your incoming call.

“I got you man.”

Thinking he’s doing Rooster a favor, Hangman lunges forward to tap the green button, making sure to hit the speaker option right after, as well.

“No, wait-”

It’s too late. Rooster’s fate is sealed.

“Hey babygirl,” your bright voice rings out, hitting the ears of everyone seated inside his Bronco.

And it’s as if Bradley is stuck in a car full of elementary school children. Slowly but surely, he hears snickering coming from his right and obnoxious chortling coming from the back row.

“Honey, you’re on speaker.” Bradley speaks up, making an effort to cover up the giggling—coming from four grown men, in the background.

“Oh.” you exclaim.

“It’s alright baby, what’s up?”

“I was just calling to ask, if you wanted me to set up a bath for you?” you shly ask.

Bradley clears his throat, ignoring the various grinning faces pointed in his direction.

“Yeah, lavender bath bomb please.” he assures you.

“Okay, bye babygirl–wait—I..” you completely give up.

Bradley’s lips tug into a soft smile, envisioning the embarrassed expression you’re probably wearing right now.

Fully willing to take on the embarrassment instead, he decides to greet you goodbye too, “Bye babybear, see you at home.”

And almost immediately, everyone screams in laughter, upon hearing Bradley Bradshaw–the stoic six foot tall pilot call out the cutesy pet name in his gruff tone of voice.

From the driver’s seat, Bradley proudly soaks in the embarrassment that’s now thrown at him.

But the group of pilots makes it quite difficult for him to act unbothered. Annoyingly enough, Coyote shakes Bradley’s headrest, unable to contain himself while Payback and Fanboy cling onto each other for dear life–heaving for small pockets of air.

And worse of all Jake’s abnormally thick tears of laughter are falling onto Bradley’s shiny leather seats.

“Oh shut up, this is why you’re all single.” Bradley sneers, eyes fixed on the rear view mirror to watch everyone’s face fall flat.

“Oh come on dude.”

“Seriously?”

“That’s not funny.”

“Man..”

Upon hearing the chorus of whining and complaints, Bradley calls out to you over the phone.

“Laugh with me honey,”

Now, Hangman, Coyote, Payback, and Fanboy are forced to sit silently while you and Bradley sarcastically laugh at them for the next minute and a half, as a punishment.

“Bradshaw, you need a ride?” A woman’s voice calls out for him, from across the parking lot.

Snapping his neck in search of the familiar voice, Bradley sees Phoenix through his sunglasses, waving at him—relaxed against the hood of her car.

“Nah. I’m good, you go ahead!” He yells back, politely returning her wave.

“Alright. Suit yourself!” She gives him one final wave goodbye, before throwing herself inside the vehicle.

Rooster waits until she drives past him to shoot her a goodbye nod in return. In exchange, Phoenix sends him a look of acknowledgement, before she finally drives out the lot.

And not long after Phoenix drives off, you’re pulling up in his blue Bronco.

He instantly smiles seeing you waving him over, not wasting a second to jog up to where you’re parked.

“Hi, my passenger princess,” you greet him cheerfully, watching him sit after strategically climbing inside the truck.

“You know, this is my car, right?” he puckers his mouth, waiting for a kiss.

“I’ll do you one better,” you lean over to peck his eager lips.

“You know you’re sitting in the passenger seat right?” you smirk at him.

“And do you know what that makes you, Bradley Nick Bradshaw?”

“Your passenger princess.” Bradley sighs, sullenly. You won, as always.

“That’s right, baby.” you gloat, hand slapping down on his left thigh.

“When did I end up becoming the passenger princess?” Bradley whispers, looking up towards the sky as if he’s asking for guidance from his guardian angels.

“Don’t act like you don’t like it,” you jokingly scold, pinching at his inner thigh.

You swiftly change the topic, “Now, do you need help putting on your seatbelt?”

“No.” Bradley grumbles.

“Okay,”

You don’t give him a chance to react–already reaching over to pull the seat belt snugly over his chest, and snapping it into place.

“Now, let’s get you home, princess,” you smile, ignoring the astonished look on his face.

“You two out, we’re officially closed for the night.” Penny shoos you and Bradley towards the door.

Almost instantaneously, an idea pops up in both your heads at the exact same time.

You slowly turn your head to gauge if he has the same plan, and you’re met with the all knowing Bradley side eye—which gives you the go to dash forward first.

Bradley’s sure he’s going to make it towards the door before you, his naval training preparing him to act quickly.

But to his surprise, you’re already flying past him—determined look on your face as you reach to open the door first.

“How the fuck did you do that.” Bradley stops by the door, trying to catch his breath.

“Never underestimate the power of a gentlewoman,” you comment, holding the door open for him.

“I thought it was ladies first,” he points towards the open door.

“Technically, the lady already got here first,” you counter.

“Now, get your butt out the door, Bradshaw.”

“No,” he refuses.

“Would you two get the hell out my bar?” Penny shouts, not amused by the sight of you two still here.

Knowing you’re more stubborn than he is, Bradley stiffly walks out the door first.

You glow in satisfaction, following closely behind him, not forgetting to swat his butt in the process.

Bradley snaps his head over his shoulder, giving you a warning look.

“What?” you feign innocence, looking around to see what he’s so mad about.

“You know what.”

“C’mere baby.” you reach for Bradley, urging him to lay down on you.

“Honey, I’ll squish you like a bug.” Bradley tiredly voices the concern.

“Sounds like a great way to go out.” you tug at him, and he instantly falls right onto you.

“Long day?” you softly ask, digging your fingers into his field of curls.

“Mmhm.” Bradley can’t even bring himself to say words, too engulfed by the way your fingers expertly play with his hair—and his mind begins to wander off.

Though he loves taking care of you like how his father did with his mother, Bradley also learned to love how you looked after him in equal care. And in this moment, he wishes that they could’ve met you. They would love you almost as much as he does.

“You remind me of my dad.” Bradley gently speaks up, cheek pressed against your collar bone.

“Yeah? So I’m like Goose?” you smile, at the thought.

“Yeah. And I’m like my mom, cause my dad always treated her like a princess—just like how you do with me.” He draws the comparison.

“We’re like Goose and Carole.” you confirm.

“We’re just like Goose and Carole..” Bradley mumbles back, slowly drifting off.

“I love you, Bradley,” you whisper, catching him before he knocks out completely.

“I love you more, babybear.”

update- happy to announce that this blurb turned into a series, read more on babybear and bradley here.

thank you for reading, and as always-reblogs are greatly appreciated!

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