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toastedkiwi · 2 years

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Finally Meeting

Summary: You finally meet this internet friend of yours.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Gamer!Reader

Henry sighed the second plopped down on the edge of the bed. He met you. You didn’t know but he met you. He got to see you after two years of being only connected by the internet. And you didn’t care— yes, you probably didn’t know but it still hurts.

He pulled out his phone and unlocked it. He went straight to Discord and went to the message exchange he has with you. He smiled at some of the previous messages. You’re so excited to see him.

He sees the green little dot meaning you’re online. He immediately typed out a message and hit send.

His phone buzzes. He can’t help but pull it out. He smiled immediately.

I saw you today

He watched as the three little dots appeared.

😱 what?

Why didn’t you say hi?!

You didn’t want a picture with me

You’re immediately calling him. Henry hesitated before answering.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! I took pictures with everyone who asked!” you exclaimed.

“I didn’t ask! You completely ignored me,” he said. “And practically pushed me to the side.”

“What the fuck? I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE!” you said getting exasperated.

Henry chuckled and said, “you’re a fool, Y/n.”

“You’re a tool, Hen—,” you fired back.

You paused. He smirked. Maybe you’ve figured it out.

“No, wait—! You can’t be-,” you gasped.

You switched to a video call. Henry held out his phone before accepting it. Your beautiful face popped up on the screen with the streetlights lighting it up. You’re jaw dropped. He smiled brightly.

You hung up on him making him laugh. Only you would have such a reaction to seeing his face.

Henry called you back and you answered at the last second. The shock has worn off for now.

“You’re a little shit,” you finally said while crossing the street.

Henry laughed and asked, “where are you?”

“Places, Supes,” you sassed. “But I’m getting tacos.”

“By yourself?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m not being a third wheel tonight!” you exclaimed.

“Are you at the taco place by the Manchester—?” he asked.

“Yes,” you said.

“I’ll meet you there,” he said.

“You sure? There’s people everywhere,” you said.

“So?” he said.

“You’re Superman, Dumbass. People are gonna crowd and follow you around especially since it’s nerd central,” you said.

Henry is a bit disappointed knowing you’re right. He can’t really leave his hotel room without security.

“I’ll come to you. You at the Manchester Grand?” you asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“Send me the room number and what you want,” you said.

Henry paced the room while waiting on you. Kal just watched as he’s driving himself insane.

I’m nearly there

Henry pulled opened the door and headed out into the hallway in his socks, slacks, and button up. This is the official first time you’ll be meeting. You know who he is and he knows who you are. He’s very excited.

The elevator doors opened up. You both looked at each other. You stepped off the elevator and then get enveloped in his arms. You squeaked when he lifted you off the ground. You giggled and looked at his eyes.

“Hi,” you said.

“Hi,” he smiled.

“You want some tacos?” You asked.

“Yes, I do,” Henry said.

You’re placed back on your feet. Your hand is grabbed and you both headed off. Henry could not be happier having you beside him.

You both came to the door. His spare hand went into his pocket. He dropped your hand much to your dismay and shoved it into his other pocket. You can see the look of ‘oh shit’ on his face.

“The key is inside?” you asked.

“It appears so,” he said checking his back pockets.

You giggled and he looked at you. You’re looking down at his socked feet. It appears he forgot shoes as well much to his embarrassment.

“I’ll go grab a key,” he said.

“Okay,” you said all smiley. “I- I can come with you.”

“No, no, it’s alright,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”

“You sure?” you asked.

He nodded. You received a kiss on your cheek and off he went. You couldn’t help but smile watching him walk away. This’ll be nice.

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f10werfae · 2 years

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Cavill Clan

pairing: Husband!Henry x Primary Teacher!Reader

Summary: fans react to Henry's announcement that not only has he gotten married during lockdown, but there is a new addition to the Cavill Clan...a daughter (Requested by @beck07990)

Requests are open/Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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@/purpleraingal: Ok but that video of Y/n teaching her five year old students over zoom is the cutest thing, I heard she personally went and left care packages at their door during the pandemic full of books and pens etc

>> @/therurbulentlion: She brought Henry in during her online PE lessons so he could teach the kids rugby, they loved learning from superman

@/flowerturttlee: ALERT SINCE WHEN WAS Y/N AND HENRY MARRIED? MATCHING SILVER WEDDING RINGS ON THEIR RING FINGERS HELLO?? WHERE IS THE ANNOUNCEMENT AND THE PICTURES

@/pinkframer: I hate it here, just saw Henry's announcement on his insta of him and Y/n kissing at their beach wedding. Did you know they had their own secret last vows, ones they only said to each after everyone left. Only found out because Y/n said it in an interview, soso cute!

@/33goneandgo: KAL WAS THEIR RING BOY OMGOMGOMG

>> @/cavillfan01: JUS SAYING Y/N HAS A BIT OF A GLOW TO HER, MAYBE A PREGNANCY GLOW??

@/unicornfluffpiy: WOAH WOAH WOAH TWO MONTHS MARRIED AND THEYVE ALREADY POSTED A PREGNANCY ANNOUNCEMENT, THAT MAN HAS SUPER SPERM I SWEAR

>> @/tswifters: Bro Y/n said in a recent zoom interview that because of covid they couldn’t have a honeymoon, so Henry turned their backyard into a resort with massage tables etc

>>> @/blanketcase: No wonder she’s preggo, there was fucking massage tables AND NO DOUBT LUBE

@/britishteacupxo: Y/n’s maternity photos are so beautiful, that one photo of Henry on his knees cupping her stomach is so cute, I swear I could see the imprint of the baby’s foot on her stomach on one of the pics

@/firaffeking: Let’s just appreciate Y/n blessing us with the video of Henry painting the nursery shirtless in cargo work pants, that man is a literal beautiful dilf now. Life’s good.

@/wonderwomf: Their nursery is fantasy based, why am I not surprised with all of Henry’s gamer clubs😭 I just know that kid is gonna grow up into being a cosplayer at some point

@/brittneytoner: OMG ITS A GIRL, Y/N JUST ANNOUNCED THE BABY’S ARRIVAL ON HER INSTA, THEY NAMED HER CHARLOTTE

>> @/wintersblossom: OMG CHARLOTTE CAVILL, WHAT A CUTIE OMG, HER CHIN IS DEFINITELY GOING TO BE LIKE HENRY's

@/basketturb: Omg that video of Henry sleeping with Charlotte on his chest, while they’re both in her crib makes me so soft. Apparently there’s been times when Y/n has had to squirt her breastmilk at him to wake up😭😭 He calls them her “supersoakers”

@/HenryCavill: Breastmilk doesn’t taste like actual milk. Betrayed.

>> @Samclaflin: hold on mate how’d you find that out

>>> @/Y/nCavill: How’d ya think 😌

@/burterflu: Baby Charlotte literally has one springed curl on her head and it’s so freaking adorable, its just boings up and down when I saw it on their newest interview

@/haushejus: Y/n is officially back onto zoom teaching and shes so precious, she asked each and every kid how they were doing and offered her own personal time to talk to them individually if they needed extra help with their work packets

@/user8273838: Henry taking care of Charlotte while Y/n is working has to be the funniest things, according to Y/n he had Charlotte handing him the pieces to the PC he was building. Each time he handed her something he said, “Thank you Lottie”

@/delicatepetals: Y/n and Henry are such good parents, they are so hands on and openly affectionate with their daughter it’s so heartwarming

@/softfeatherlad: I hate it here. Y/n is so gorgeous and Charlotte is quite literally her double, although Lottie definitely got Henry’s cleft chin and dark curly hair

>> @/frederica: THE FAMILY HE DESERVES FOR REALSIES!!!

@/supermansdog8: When Y/n posted the baby camera video of Lottie getting up at 2AM with her blankie to go sleep with Kal on the couch, with her using him as a pillow and he just kept licking her hands as kisses

>> @/legendary89: Did you see the video of the timelapse of baby Lottie sleeping in their bed. That little girl has more moves than a ninja, she went from being in Henry's arms to sitting right on his head😭 I swear at one point she just latched herself to nurse on Y/n's boob under her shirt😭 That girl is crazy jus like her dad no doubt

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deandoesthingstome · 1 year

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Hall Pass - Chapter 1

Paring: Henry Cavill x Reader (RPF)

Series Summary: You run into Henry Cavill at the start of a two-week house-sitting vacation. You had some previous plans. Some were ruined by your now ex-boyfriend. Some were made better. Guess by whom?

Series Warnings: I’ll be honest, this whole thing is just self-indulgent smutty fluff. Here’s what I offer: meeting, making out, and having sex with Henry Cavill (rpf). I’m probably NOT going to be adding chapter warnings unless I get a bug to re-write and something worms it’s way into the story that I wasn’t expecting.

A/N: I started this story shortly after the fiasco of The Witcher and Superman announcements. I thought about how great it would be to try and cheer him up a little. For the purposes of this story, he is single. No hate to anyone in his life right now, in whatever way you imagine that to be. I also understand if you do not read rpf. Feel free to scroll on by. I don’t need to hear about it.

This was going to be a looooong one-shot, but solicited feedback prompted me to break it up for you.

Playlist: I will add to Spotify for each chapter.

Word Count: 3.1K

"You've got to be fu..."

You barely had time to register the deep intonation of the same words you yourself were spouting when you glanced up from your phone screen just before walking smack dab into a 6'1" brick wall.

"...cking kidding me."

Your phone hit the ground with a clatter, though you knew it could sustain the impact. The best thing your as-of-this-minute ex had ever done was insist on the military grade phone case for your clumsy ass.

"I'm so sorry. Are you quite alright?"

"Oh, I absolutely should be the one apologizing," you responded, not even glancing up to check out the person from whom the sensual accent slipped as you knelt to retrieve your device. Had you done so, you would have noticed the shape blocking your way moving in the same general direction and probably wouldn't have bumped your head into his. Possibly.

"Oof! Oh dear..."

"My god, I am so clumsy! Please forgi..." you lost the rest of that apology as you raised your head and found yourself staring directly into the clearest blue eyes you'd know anywhere, the spot of brown, a dead giveaway.

"Cat got your tongue now?" A dazzling smile peeked out from behind a short, salt and pepper beard as firm hands gripped your shoulders to steady you. "May I help you up?"

It was all you could do to nod and soon you were standing once again, phone in hand, staring up at a face you would never in a million years dream might be found outside a Warhammer store in the middle of bum-fuck-nowhere. You blinked a couple times, then clasped a free hand against your burning cheek.

"Thank you. And I'm sorry. I wasn't looking at all where I was going. Let me just get out of your way and let you get on with your day."

If the slight furrow in his brow didn't cause your mouth to salivate, the tiny lip pucker sure did.

"Well that's just it, isn't it? The reason I was in your way in the first place..."

"Oh, this isn't your fault..." you tried to interrupt.

"...is because this door appears to be locked and there's a hastily hand-written sign stating 'Emergency. Back tomorrow at 10.'"

You glanced to the side to confirm the statement as well as peel your eyes off the man in front of you, for fear he was seeing all the thoughts inside your head. Who were you kidding? He'd clearly already seen them, the way he returned a shy grin as he finished his explanation.

"Oh that sucks. Wonder what happened to Josh?"

"Who's Josh?” he asked, with a deadly raised eyebrow.

"The store owner. He's usually here everyday, late sometimes even. If he's not here, something is definitely out of sorts. Hope he's okay," you worried.

"Do you frequent the store often?"

"Me? Oh, no. I buy honey from Josh's wife and sometimes he keeps a few jars around the store for regulars. I was going to see if I could pick some up."

"So you're not a gamer then?" Was that a tinge of disappointment underneath the curiosity? No, why would there be?

"Um, noooo..." Dammit. You took a quick look around to see who might be with him, possibly about to wrangle him away, but there didn't seem to be anyone worried about an errant fan. "Look, I'm sorry, but aren't you...?"

"Aren't I...?" A cheekier version of his shy grin appeared and you were absolutely done for.

"Oh my god. Please, forgive me. I should get out of your hair."

"It's Henry," he offered a large hand in your direction.

"Henry Cavill," you whispered back, accepting the shake.

"That's so odd," he grinned, hand still clasped in yours as you continued to let him slowly raise and lower your arm, completely amazed it was even happening..

"Hmm? What's odd?"

"We appear to have the same name."

You laughed and offered your real name before ending the shake.

"Lovely to make your acquaintance," he smiled. "Were you that upset about missing out on the honey?"

"I'm sorry?"

"You appeared quite upset just now. It must be really good honey."

"Oh my god, it's the best," you gushed, excited to talk up your friend's business. "She makes a clover variety as well as orange blossom and both are phenomenal. Oh, but no, that's not, no, I hadn't seen the sign at all."

"Well something seemed rather upsetting."

"Oh, my, um boyf.., um," you stuttered, unclear why you were about to unload your personal shit on a Hollywood A-List celebrity.

"It's alright. I didn't mean to pry."

"Well, what are you doing all the way out here anyway? Surely, there's another location closer to the city. I mean, you were here for the convention, right?"

"Yes, well. You're not the only clumsy one. I blame these fat fingers," he waved a hand in front of your face and it was all you could do not to drool. "I ordered a special model online, thinking I could work on it during a brief hiatus, and thought I'd arranged to have it shipped to a store near my rental, but apparently I don't know the geography around here very well, and well, I guess I didn't realize there was more than one location in this area. By the time I noticed I tapped the wrong store on my phone, it was too late to change the order and I figured a drive might be nice."

"Well that's, um, that's really unfortunate. Are you staying in the city?" You checked your watch. "Oof, you're about to hit rush hour traffic. What a nightmare to have to go back in and then do the trip again tomorrow morning."

"Rush hour into the city this time of day?"

"It's rush hour in every direction back that way this time of day. Plus two lane roads most of the way. Dreadful. And you didn’t even get what you came for. Sorry!"

"Well, where are you headed this time of day?" Why was he chatting with you like an old friend? Surely, he had better things to get to.

"Oh, well, we're," nope, not 'we' anymore. "Um, I'm house sitting at another friend's farm for a few weeks. A nice little staycation while I celebrate my birthday and anniver...um, birthday."

"Oh, it's your birthday?"

"Week after next."

"Well happy early birthday."

"Thanks!" You couldn't possibly smile any wider and your cheeks were about to start hurting. Definitely not the feelings you thought you would be experiencing as you read the text messages from your boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend, you reminded yourself.

"Alright, well, I guess I should probably hit the road and get the rush hour over with."

You stared a little too long, wheels turning in your head. No. This is dumb. Don't open your mouth.

"Do you have some place you have to be tonight?" Way to go.

"Sorry?"

"Just, um. Okay, this is so awkward and I swear it's not a prank or publicity stunt or anything and I'm not a stalker..."

"Though you are beginning to worry me," he chuckled, with a conspiratorial nod of his head.

"If no one's waiting on you, you could stay the night at the farm with me. There's plenty of room. And that way you don't have to make the trip twice." The words were out of your mouth before you could even consider you might want to clear it with your friend. But who wouldn't want Henry Cavill staying under their roof?

"Oh. That's, um, that's certainly unexpected and not necessary at all."

"It's no trouble, really. I could just make a quick call..."

"Well, if you're sure..."

"One sec." You turned away to phone your friend and, leaving out the part about a text-message breakup, you secured permission to allow Henry Cavill into the house for the night. No arm twisting needed, just promises of a few photos. You were sure he'd oblige, after everything you'd seen and heard about his gentle and considerate way with paparazzi and fans.

"Okay, we're on. Only if you want, of course." Please say yes, please say yes.

"If you're sure?" That eyebrow would definitely be the death of you.

"Positive. Follow me?"

You headed back to your vehicle, loaded with packages of food and alcohol for the next two weeks. When you pulled out of your spot, you saw Henry in what must be a luxury SUV rental fall in behind you and you led him 30 minutes down the winding back country roads to Grouse Ridge Farm.

"I hope the gravel didn't do any damage," you called to him as you exited your very not luxury SUV "I tried to keep the speed low so I didn't kick back any rocks or dust your way."

"I'm sure it'll be fine. Can I give you a hand with your belongings?" he nodded toward the cargo hold.

"That's so kind of you, yes. Thank you."

You each grabbed several items from the back and you noticed Henry look off toward the barn as you headed up the wide front stairs of the wraparound porch.

"Are there horses on this farm?"

"Why, yes there are. Do you...oh, of course you ride! Would you like to see them?" You set your bags down to fish the house key out of your pocket and opened the door.

"I'd love to. Shall we put these groceries away first? And are you feeding an army?" Henry's laugh was so pleasing, not derisive or mean at all. Just genuinely cheery. You led him to the kitchen where he began to hand you items from coolers to place in the fridge while you chatted.

"Not that it's a terrible trek to the store, that's actually the other reason I stopped in town on my way out, and there are a few variety stores nearby as well, but when I'm out here, I love to just ... be out here. So I try to plan for most meals with an occasional night out at a local restaurant or two."

"Surely you can't eat all this by yourself though?"

Here we go.

"No, you're right. I wasn't actually meant to be alone here for two weeks. Along with my birthday, tomorrow was supposed to be my one year anniversary with my boyfriend but he bailed." You could feel tears welling. "Like, it's been a little stressful lately, because he's been away for business for a few months and he's promised to get back to visit on weekends when he can but that hasn't worked out so well and this was going to be like a reset for us and then he texted..."

"He did not break up with you in a text message?"

You nodded slowly, embarrassed at how ridiculous the whole thing sounded, but also at the well of tears still building and threatening to break free.

"What a complete and utter twat. Pardon my French."

That particular curse never failed to make you giggle, and so with relief you let out a cautious laugh and wiped the tears away.

"He really is," you replied. You took a beat. The method of ending the relationship notwithstanding, even the few months before he was sent off to a new city to help build a brand for his company hadn't been the greatest. Petty squabbles, missed dinner dates, shifting priorities. You were so grateful you had held your ground and insisted on not moving in together right away. "You know what? Just nevermind it. I mean, if I'm not important enough to plan a few trips home over several months to continue nurturing our new-ish relationship let alone show up for an anniversary vacation, clearly he's not worth crying over."

"There you go! Absolutely right."

"Should we go meet the horses?"

"Love to."

The bright smile on his face had you weak in the knees again but you somehow managed to lead Henry back outside to the barn, stepping inside the large doors carefully, so you didn't spook the animals.

"They don't spend all their time in here, do they?"

"Oh, no! It's just getting late and dark soon. My friends have a farm hand who comes by in the mornings and evenings to feed and water them, let them out on the property, muck the stalls, wrangle them back in. All the things I'm positively no good at. I can feed the goats," you laughed and nodded to the three animals in an enclosure with a small door leading out to a fenced in paddock.

"Well that's a relief. Do you know their names?"

"Yes! This is Telly," you walked toward a massive brown stallion with a gorgeous black mane. "And next to him is Butterscotch. Her coloring is my favorite. Over here we have Mikka and Sadie, the two Appaloosas. Sadie's pregnant. "

You watched the way Henry cooed and whispered to each horse in turn, taking the time to figure out the exact right spot to pat or rub or scratch at. Was he that meticulous in all his interactions?

“And what kind of dogs do the owners keep?”

“How did you ...?” you trailed off as you realized he must have noticed the dog beds by the fireplace in the great-room off the kitchen, as well as the water bowls scattered throughout the house and barn. “They have two Great Pyrenees.”

“Oh, big floofers then. Excellent!” Did he just say floofers? Could this man get any more adorable?

“Yes,” you laughed. “Um, Leo and Gabs.”

“And where are those two?”

“Oh, well my friends take them along on trips. I wish they’d leave them. I love their couch cuddles. Don’t care how many lint rollers I have to go through.”

“Ha, yes,” Henry laughed. “Lint rollers, a dog owner’s best friend.”

Oh shit.

“Henry? Is Kal with you on this trip? I mean, he’s not suffering alone in a strange hotel room right now is he?” You were close to mortified. Had you forced Henry to abandon Kal?

“In the hotel room, yes. Alone? Decidedly not,” he chuckled. “I rang my assistant on the way out here to let her know she’d need to extend her baby-sitting for the night. Kal’s in good hands. Probably scamming for extra dinner as we speak.”

“Oh, good! Speaking of dinner, are you hungry?”

“I could eat, yes.”

“Good. I have something for that.” Henry cocked his head to the side with an eyebrow raise and you paused for a moment, shocked at how easily the double-entendre slipped out. “I just mean, well, you know, the army stores and ...”

Henry laughed and saved you from further embarrassment. “Yes, what’s on the menu tonight?”

“Okay, well I have sandwich fixings, a few soups, stuff for stew, plenty of pasta options, and oooh, I make a killer bolognese if I do say so myself,” you listed off as you headed back into the house.

“Oh, I don’t want you to go to any trouble. Sandwiches would be fine.”

“It’s literally no trouble. I prepped the sauce this week. Just need to reheat it and toast up some gnocchi. The hardest part for me would probably be opening the wine. I don’t know if you know this, but I’m terribly clumsy and all the bottles I brought are corked instead of screw tops. Jeremy bought them all before he left for work. Would you mind?”

You nodded to the stash of bottles on the counter and Henry set about picking out a pairing for the dinner. “Did he imagine you’d never want a glass without him?”

“Like you said, total twat. Oh, and I don’t mean to keep putting you to work, but it’s going to start getting cold in here now that the sun’s down. I can turn up the thermostat a bit, but how are you at building fires?”

“I’m excellent at it.” He was already turning toward the great room after pouring two glasses of red. You wondered about the title of this Hallmark Holiday movie you suddenly found yourself in.

By the time the fire was roaring, you had plates served up at the long farmhouse table. Henry sat and the two of you chatted throughout the meal, beginning with his amazement at how you were not lying about the sauce.

“Right??? I simply won’t be modest about it. It’s like the one good thing I can do.”

“Oh I highly doubt that. The skill it takes to coax this flavor? You must be able to translate that into other dishes?”

“Well, I try.” There, a return to modesty.

After dinner, Henry suggested drinks by the fire and you were happy to join him, settling into the overstuffed easy chair, lest he feel you were crowding him on the couch. But this way you could stare naturally into his mesmerizing eyes while he spoke a language you didn’t understand about a topic you could tell meant the world to him. You’d asked about the model he was to pick up tomorrow and that opened a floodgate, as if he’d been dying to chat about his hobby for ages.

“I’m sorry, I must be boring you.”

“Not at all! I mean, I don’t know anything about the game, but I love hearing people talk about their passions. It’s enlightening, getting to know what makes people tick, what makes them happy.” You tried to stifle a yawn. “That’s not a commentary!” you laughed.

“Yeah it’s definitely getting late,” Henry glanced at his watch for the first time the entire evening. Other than a quick glance at his phone at dinner to answer a text from his assistant, his attention had been entirely on you and the evening.

“Okay, well let me get you settled in a guest room.”

There were three rooms in the house with private baths, while the rest shared various full and half baths up and downstairs. You felt weird putting him in your friend’s room or the room with two twins, so the king guest room that you normally stayed in would be his for the night. Don’t think about wrapping yourself in the sheets later.

“This is you. Bathroom is through the far door and there are usually extra toiletries stocked under the sink so help yourself. Oh, gosh! Do you want me to grab a pair of pj bottoms or something for you?”

Henry pursed his lips and with a mischievous look stated, “Hmmm, not necessary.”

It took you a moment to catch his drift and your eyes widened as you turned with a squeak of surprise. “Oh! Right, okay.. Well, I’m just down the hall if you need anything. Goodnight, Henry.”

“Goodnight Henry,” he winked when you turned back confused, then waited as you entered your room laughing.

You closed the door and took a deep breath then exhaled as you began imagining him naked in your bed. You grabbed your toiletry bag and prepared for bed trying not to think anymore about it. Sleep was going to come hard tonight.

Chapter 2

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miasmcu · 4 months

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Tumblr FIC Recs! PART 2!

Some recommended writers and fics for my favorite characters keep in mind these are mostly if not all in “character X reader” POV

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sfwregressionfanfictions · 2 years

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MASTERLIST ON HIATUS

Warning: ALL Writings will contain age regression.

Requests are always open, as are my DMs!

DNI: Kinksters or NSFW Blogs, DDLGers (or variants), or anyone who is gonna be rude towards me or my writing.

WIP: Dean Winchester x Little! Reader: Reader showing Dean Disney movies for the first time!

Dean Winchester x Little! Reader: Long distance relationship.

Part 1. Parts 2

Summery: An online dating app leads to a long-distance relationship.

WIP: Henry Cavil x Little! Reader: Henry let’s reader play webkins on his new pc!

Steve Harrington X Little! Reader: Storming in Hawkins

Requested.

Billy Hargrove X Little! Reader: Diner Stop.

PT2

Summary: Maybe Billy has room to grow, especially when he’s comparing himself to his mom.

Eddie Munson X Little! Reader: Discovery

Summary: Dropping hints and trying to read between the lines.

Eddie Munson X Little! Reader: Playing at Eddie's (Discovery pt.2)

Summary: This is part of my Discovery fic world! Regressing at Eddie’s trailer for the first time.

Eddie HC - Him as a CG!

Loki x Reader: Baby's Helper

Summary: Loki is helping Baby write ‘thank you’ cards.

Steve Rogers X Little! Reader

Summary: Accidental caregiver?

Aaron Hotchner X Little! Reader: Accidental Slip

Summery: Requested

Xavier Thorpe X Little! Reader: Vision of Little You

Summery: Requested

Xavier Thorpe Blurb: Little Gamer (Christmas)

George Weasley X Little! Reader X Fred Weasley: unjust punishment

Summery: When umbridge takes a punishment too far, the twins look after the reader and come to a few realizations.

Neville Longbottom X Little! GN! Reader: Green Thumbs Pt 1

Summary: Neville and Reader taking care of his plants.

Johanna Mason x little! reader: growing pains

#age regression #age regression fic #avenger x little! reader #bts agere reader #bts agere #encanto agere #sfw age regression #mcyt age regression #little!reader #sfw little community #little space #littlelife #agere little #babyspace

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littlefreya · 3 years

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Giving Henry head while he's on coms with his team as he plays World of Warcarft.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader (2nd person pov)

A/N: Okay Skye! You asked for it! Not beta’d

Warning: Oral sex performed on a man, swallowing, somewhat of a Sub!Henry. Meow.

Title: Level Up

Henry was a treat for a sweet-tooth girl, such as yourself. Seeing him sit on his fancy gamer chair with that headset and his blue top, you couldn’t help but admire how delicious your boyfriend was.

It’s not that he ever ignored you, he always invested time in romance, but his favourite online game just had a new expansion released, and he was spending the weekend going on raids and teaming up with his mates at the dungeon.

Lurking around his man cave, listening to him give orders and lead the entire party made you want to on a raid of your own. Like a hungry feline, you licked your upper lip and lowered to your knees. Slow and languid, you crawled toward your lover who was oblivious of your presence until your hand clutched at his thigh.

Henry nearly startled and widened his eyes, peering down at you bemused while his friends communicated with him on the other line.

‘What is it?’ he mouthed at you.

You pouted, giving him a desperate glare with eyes innocent and naive while your hand shifted up to his thigh and felt the taut muscle beneath his shorts.

“Umm...” he uttered, his cock already twitching. “No, nothing...” he answered and shook his head at you pleadingly, but you were in a bratty mood, your fingers spidering toward his groin with mischief simmering in your veins.

Within seconds, his swelling shaft was in your palm. Thumb grazing down the thick tendon that ran through the middle, you inched closer and blew your hot breath against the pink velvet crown before stealing a wicked kiss.

“No.” Henry clenched his jaw and squeezed his eyes shut, taking a deep breath in order to battle that groan that began rumbling in his chest. “No, let’s head out to the other dungeon first.”

But the anticipation of being tucked in the warm cavern of your mouth bubbled within him, he inhaled deeply and gave you a glare, one eyebrow cocking up and his fangs grazing the soft pillow of his lip.

Not wanting to keep him waiting for too long, you pressed a shy kiss to the tip of his cock, humming approvingly as you felt his silk-coated iron completely hard and pleading in your hand. Henry stifled a grunt, his fingers sweaty around the mouse, his eyes alternating between the monitor and your face.

Soon your tongue came out to play licking the briny drops of precum that beaded the head and then descending to trace every ridge and every tendon. You repeated this slow torture several times, revelling in the sight of the large man succumbing to the mercies of your little mouth.

Eyebrows rising with despair, he glanced at you ready to beg. Just then you parted your mouth and took him in, engulfing him with gentle heat and suckling gingerly. The entire time your eyes remained on his face while you savoured on every drop of his battle with self control as well as the taste of his cock on your tongue.

He fought so hard to remain cool, to play along and not groan at the comms, but the rivulates of your saliva running down his pulsating girth made it impossible. Soon his chest heaved and sheen layer of sweat covered his tepid skin. Your tongue laved him while you sucked with ardour, taking small breaks to nibble down his length and make the same hushed little moans he loved so much.

The sight of his helpless gaze and silent pants was divine. He looked so beautiful in his unbridled euphoria.

“Ah Henry, are you joining us? Or are you just gonna stand there like a N00b?”

“I am coming! I am coming!” Henry rasped when then his lips fell open with daze. With your dutiful hand squeezing his sack, he sprouted his hot milky cum into your mouth.

A grin beamed in your eyes as your swallow and then licked him clean. Sated you backed away slightly, and wiped your chin with the back of your hand before tucking him back in his shorts.

Still panting, Henry sulked at the monitor. Beads of sweat glistened his ridged forehead, his large curls soaked and hanging loose. Having gained what you needed, you rose from kneeling and puffed your chest.

Henry’s glare met yours then, the passion darkening the molten cobalt in his irises set out a clear message.

You’ll pay for this later.

#henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill rpf #henry cavill fanfiction

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plantvenuss · 3 years

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Dating Henry Cavill would include x Black! reader

Him obviously approaching you first

Him being impressed by you almost immediately

you and him enjoying your first date

laughing about how he had ice cream on his nose the whole date and you being too chicken to tell him years later

him face-timing you 99.9% of the time that he goes away to shoot a film

him making sure he’s the perfect boyfriend in the beginning

him being the most annoying person in the world once he gets comfortable in the relationship

“How can you be the most immature and mature person in the relationship at the same time? it doesn’t make sense.”

Him gaming when you go to work to pass the time

you coming home to find him asleep on his gamer chair

him caressing your hand every second of everyday

admiring your beauty

and don’t even dare say you’re not beautiful around him because he’ll ignore your for hours on end until you admit you are

“that’s better”

him calling you “love”

him observing your relationship with Kal to see if you’re the real deal

him getting very jealous when Kal diverts his loyalties

there being a bit of an age gap between the two of you

playing board games a-lot

when you’re not playing board games, he’s gaming

you getting mad at him for spending more time on the game then he is with you

him trying to charm you to make it up

make-up sex does the deal instead

“you forgive me now, hmmn?”

him asking you very shyly to be his plus one to a red carpet event

you helping him shut down his insecurities

lots of neck nuzzling

holding all of your braids with one hand and pulling your head back to whisper in your ear from behind is his thing

him almost loosing it when he sees you in anything made of either velvet or silk

him leaving trailing kisses along your arm just because

him focusing on how beautiful you look instead of the premiered film

earlobe nibbling

spontaneous dancing in the kitchen at whatever-a.m

him “resting his eyes” with his head on your chest

him snoring very lightly and nuzzling into your chest

him enjoying being small spoon from time to time

him coincidentally finding you midnight snacking when he comes down to do the same

“where was my invite?”

“you were sleeping, Henry”

Kal sleeping in between the two of you

him cooking you a mean meal

sneaky remarks

“i’ve never felt so full.”

“I can think of plenty of other times when you have been full.”

him inviting you on his morning runs

you immediately regretting it

“I’m not built for this.”

“yes you are, keep it moving we’re almost there.”

him over-spoiling you

him being curious about your ethnic background and your culture

him showing up at your workplace and getting a tad bit insecure and jealous when he sees you talking to a male co-worker

“so who was that? want to introduce me?”

“baby, he’s gay, don’t even.”

him taking you to Paris on your three year anniversary

“a man of taste I see.”

“this view is so beautiful.”

“I can think of many other ways to make the view even better.”

him almost completely crawling into his shell once it’s time to meet your parents

“baby it’s gonna be fine.”

“the last time you said that you had convinced me to wear a watermelon helmet.”

him getting you into rugby

“can you tackle me?!”

him only agreeing to tackle you on a soft mattress

him blushing when your name gets mentioned in an interview

your relationship going public when you’re both comfortable

him respecting and valuing all your ideologies and boundaries

him being a kid around you all the time

him being so in-love with you it scares him a little

him drinking in your beauty when you’re sound asleep

“if you were figuring out a way to kill me, you just lost your opportunity.”

cooking together always turns into a food fight

not being serious when you’re around each other at all

him being the sweetest boyfriend in the world.

“I’m so in love with you, (Y/N) you have no idea.”

#henry cavill #henry cavill x y/n #henry cavill x black reader #x black reader #dating henry cavill would include #henry cavill x black ofc #the witcher #black reader

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its--fandom--darling · 4 years

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Gamer Girl

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader

Prompt: “Netflix & Cuddles?"

Rating: S for SMUFF (18+ please, cockwarming, slight daddy kink, p in v sex)

Big Thanks to @angryschnauzer for checking my warning tags. ❤️

(I picture Henry with his Walter Marshall hair in this)

All morning, Henry had been planted firmly on the couch playing his new video game. He’d been ever so excited about it. He’d even gone as far to pre order the game, months in advance. Today had been the perfect day to hole up inside and pay his game. The autumn drizzle had blanketed the city, making it completely unappealing to even consider leaving the house. However, this did nothing to dampen his enthusiasm which had been cute a few hours ago, but now that you’d finished your work it was getting boring for you. You were in need of your man’s attention. So in an attempt to gain just the slightest ounce of his attention, you climbed over the back of the massive couch, slotted yourself behind him and wrapped your limbs around him like a Koala bear. You smushed your cheek against his shoulder blade and laced your fingers together over his sternum. You hummed in contentment as you soaked in his warmth.

“Hen, I love your enthusiasm but are you almost done?” You ask, softly kissing his shoulder.

He grunts in response.

You heave a sigh and close your eyes, listening to the thrum of the game and Henry’s noises of triumph as he continues to play.

Eventually, you figure if you tease him, you could distract him enough to get him to at least pause the game. You take a deep breath and start to run your hands over his chest, tracing his abs and toying with waistband of his sweats before drawing your hands up again to trace over the hard planes of his abs once more, smiling as they start to contract under your fingertips.

“Baby, what are you doing?” he grumbles, his eyes not leaving leaving the screen.

“What do you think I’m doing, Hen, I’m trying to get your attention. I miss you.”

He chuckles, pausing the game and looking at his watch. “Christ, I’ve been at this for hours. I’m sorry, I’ve been neglecting you. Haven’t I?” He asks, smiling at you.

You stretch your neck to rest your chin on his shoulder. “Yes, you have and I’m so lonely.”

“Alright, come here. What do you want to do?”

“Hmmm, Netflix and Cuddles?” You say, chewing on your cheek.

“I think that can be arranged however, I would like you try to something. Will you do that for me?”

“Depends on what it is?” you say, playing with the curls at the nape of his neck and smiling when you feel him shudder.

“Come sit in my lap and I’ll tell you.” He grumbles, leaning back into your touch.

“alright,” you slide out from behind him and plant yourself in his lap. “Okay, now what.”

“I wanna show you how to play.”

You look up at him and pout. “Really?”

He nods, “Yes, really, just help me finish this level and I’ll give you all the Netflix and Cuddles you want?”

You wiggle in his lap. “Will you give me anything else?”

He chuckles and presses a kiss to your neck. “If you use your words, baby.”

“Can I play with your cock inside me, pretty please?”

He groans at your soft plea. “Well, since you asked so nicely, baby, you may.”

You bite your lip and slide from his lap. You kneel in front of him and untie the strings to his sweats. “Lift your hips, Hen,” you murmur, as you curl your fingers into his waistband. He pitches his hips up and you tug them down to mid-thigh. You groan as you find him commando and half hard. You take his cock in your hand and pump it a few times. “Such a pretty cock, Hen,” you whisper, looking up at him through your lashes.

His licks his lips, looking at you with hooded eyes. “You’re so pretty on your knees, baby.”

“Thank you, Hen,” you murmur, standing up when his cock is hard and shimmy out of your shorts. You sit yourself down on his cock gently, biting your lip as he sinks into you.

He drops his head back against the couch and grabs your hips. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

You giggle and clench around him, before reaching over and pick up the controller. “I’m ready to play, Hen.”

He sits up again, abs rippling under his sweater, he wraps his thick arms around you and covers your hands with his. “Alright, this is how you control the character. This is how you use your weapon.” He says, showing you the basics of the game. “Got it?”

“I think so. Can we play? I’m eager to get to my Netflix and Cuddles.”

Henry starts the game and helps you play. You make it about 5 minutes before you die.

“I gave it a try, can we watch Netflix now?” you ask, leaning back against his chest.

“oh yes, you’re a bonafede gamer girl aren’t you now?” he teases, squeezing your hips.

You pout, “you asked me to try and I did. We had a deal, mister.”

“That we did,” he sighs, grabbing the remote and changing it over to Netflix. He cues up your favorite film, before wrapping his arms around you and kissing your shoulder.

“Better?” he ask, his baritone rumbling through his chest.

“Yes, much better,” you say, clenching around him again.

He squeezes, you tightly. “Baby, watch your movie. Then I’ll take care of you afterwards ok?”

You nod, lean back against him once more and tilting your head back for a kiss. He presses his lips against yours, then kisses your shoulder.

“You’re beautiful, (y/n), you know that right,” he whispers.

“I do, but it’s always good to hear you say it.”

“Beautiful; beautiful smile, beautiful smile, beautiful personality,” he murmurs, kissing your behind your earlobe, then your neck and lastly he presses a kiss to your shoulder.

You hum, happily. “You’re not too bad yourself, handsome.” You wrap your fingers around his wrist and lift up to kiss his palm. You lace your fingers with his and then kiss his knuckles. You hum, “I love your hands, they are so strong and pretty.”

He chuckles and it rumbles through you. “Thank you, baby.”

“You’re welcome, now, shush this is my favorite part.”

“Yes ma’am,” he mutters, adjusting under you making you moan at the movement. Your favorite scene ends and you pause the movie.

“Hen?”

“Yes, baby?” He asks.

“I want you,” you say, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

“Yes, ma’am,” He says, lifting off him gently. You whimper sadly at the emptiness. “I know precious, I just gotta readjust us.” He lays you down on the couch and kicks of his pants, before blanketing you with his body and pushing into you slowly.

“Fuck, Hen, you’re so fucking big,” you wrap your waist and tug his sweater up and over his head as he started to rock into you. You toss his sweater over the back of the couch and run your nails up his back. “Faster, daddy,” you murmur, in his ear.

He move his hips faster and kisses you deeply, all teeth and tongue. You whimper into his mouth as the head of his cock rubs over your gspot. He stops his thrusts and begins to grind his pelvis against your clit. You clench around him.

“Please,” you whimper, “please, wanna feel you cum.” You clench around him and he moans into your neck.

“Gonna fill you up, baby,” he grunts, as you cum clenching around him and grabbing his perfect ass in your hands as you do arching into his chest. Henry grunts, snapping his hips one last time and cumming inside you.

You whimper and wrap your legs again his waist, locking him deep inside you as his cock twitches inside you.

Henry kisses your forehead. “We’re pretty good at that aren’t we.”

You nod, “Yeah, we are. I’m certainly better at that than that game of yours.”

He chuckles, “yes, you certainly are.”

You kiss him again and sigh, “You know, I’m pretty comfy, you wanna finish the movie?”

“Anything you want, baby,” he says, clicking play.

“I love you, Hen,” you say, running a hand through his long curls. You loved this look and made a mental note to thank the hair and makeup department for settling on this look for his character. “When do you have to return to film?” you ask, softly, twirling a curl around your finger.

“End of the week,” he murmurs, kissing your neck.

You pout, “I’m gonna miss you.”

His gaze softens, “I’m gonna miss you too.”

“How long will you be gone this time?”

“A month,” he whispers, “It’ll go by fast. I’ll call you everynight.”

You nod, “Okay, but I’m still gonna miss you.”

He smiles at you. “We can spend the rest of the week having goodbye sex.”

You smile, “That is a very good perk.”

“I thought so,” he says kissing you again.

You cup his cheeks, savoring the feeling of him kissing you. You try to push the thought that after this week you won’t get kiss him for a month because you don’t want your sadness to stain the memories of this moment with him right here, right now.

Tagging: @littlefreya @angryschnauzer @persephone-is-here-omg @viking-raider

#henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #smuff #alliesautumnwritingcelebration

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seb-owns-these-tatas · 4 years

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First Blood

MASTERLIST

Characters: Henry Cavill x Reader (Oneshot)

Summary: Playing games with Henry can be crucial especially when all your teammates were boys because decisions from a gamer girl has always been disregarded resulting in you getting first blood because Henry’s new mouse also wanted to annoy the heck out of you in rank game.

Warnings: FLOOF. Curses. Shy reader who ain’t used to physical intimacy. Also reader having her own issues about it. (Probably trauma but it isn’t said specifically) Making out. Daddy-kink. Reader just doesn’t know how to react with her own kinks. Martin is just a name I’ve come up with as Henry’s friend. The game is in a group of five in this one. A lil’ bit of sexual tension too?

Words: 2.5k

A/N: Y’all don’t know how difficult it is to find a girl who plays MMO games out there. *sits here while I play with my guild full of men where I panic every time I play because I feel judged by them 😭😂 I’M A NOOB, ALRIGHT. 😭😫😂) Also, when I’m left alive they kept telling me what to do and where the heck are the enemies when I don’t see them which doesn’t result to winning for the team HAHAHA 😭😂😂 *tries to control my armpit kink when seeing the GIF LMAO*

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Disclaimer: PNG’s and pictures used in edits are not mine even the GIF’s too. However, the edits and this oneshot is definitely from moi.

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"You were too far from me. I needed back-up. Where were you?"

"I'm sorry---I'm sorry, the new mouse was acting pretty strange for a moment there. Forgive me?"

"Hmmph."

Henry heard an intentional huff from his side, making him glance to see you pulling your own headphones off with a frown. You were clearly upset because it hasn't been two minutes yet and you were dead; not even having a chance to grab onto some weapons before a group of high-ranked team shot you dead as they tried to loot inside the tent where you hid.

They left you alone at the location you've pinned from the map, ignoring your protests of having one team mate with you because Henry accidentally chose the other way because of his mouse problem reasons.

"Nugget, don't be mad at me." your boyfriend lowly and sweetly apologized, his tone slightly begging when he saw you stand up from your game chair, announcing to grab onto some snacks while you be their watcher due to dying early.

You ignored his sweet talk, putting up an act that you were mad.

"---Give me a kiss before you go."

He frowned and silently mumbled in between loudly typing on his keyboard; his pretty blue eyes still focused on his monitor screen. Henry maneuvered his character in the safest position where he couldn't be found before ticking his mic off in the game. He raised a brow, pulling his headset down and around his neck whilst turning his game chair around. You were pulled by your wrist to stop you from leaving and with sassy brows, you answered in a piqued tone that made him look at you with a knowing look from your sudden surly attitude.

"No. I don't want to."

Being the one who wanted to lower his pride, your boyfriend suggestively held a finger up, telling him how many he wanted, wiggling his brows in the process and pursing his mouth. The image of his stache making you stifle a giggle before him as he pursed his lips more, suggesting for a smooch, "Just one kiss,"

"Why are you always touchy?"

"It's how I am, love." Henry was quick to answer, his timbre was soothing and deep. Such pitch that could get your heart humming with profound affection as you felt the heat go to your cheeks, his straightforwardness over asking if he could get a kiss always gets you bashful because you weren't one woman who was used to physical display of affection.

Surprising to say that your boyfriend loved it and would even do everything just to take anything from you. He was an intimate lover and you were most definitely reserved, shy and quiet. Seldom to be the first to reach out for a hug or a kiss.

Henry was being punished for it because he definitely preferred his skin on yours all the time specifically from the moment he knew he was deeply in love with you.

"Would you want me not to be sweet with you then?" the latter frowned, his pretty baby blues glazing with disappointment for a second before it changed into comprehension; grasping about why you were aloof in the world of intimacy and physical display, "---I know you're not used to physical affection at all---but, if you want me to stop because you think I'm being too over the top, needy or clingy then tell me,"

He dropped his hand away from your wrist like you've burnt his skin, realizing what he was asking from you. His fist falling on his clothed knee as he sympathetically stared straight into your eyes. His height and burly body build being much of an advantage over you as he sat eye to eye; standing before him in your full height already.

You've given him a tight smile, hesitantly shaking your head as you stepped a foot closer to Henry, your knee touching his whilst drowning in his oceans and muttering in the softest voice you could muster.

"But, I don't want you to stop at all."

"Then, why are you so timid with me?" Henry's claret colored lips lifted into an adorn beam, his teeth and those adorable fangs sneaking for a peep when he'd felt you grab onto his hand, interlocking and filling the spaces of his fingers with yours, "---I'll help you with that if you want me to," he playfully suggested. Though, you doubt he meant that he'll help you by having sex because he was a gentleman at heart; his eyes hopeful to see the bricks break with your own barricade in that department.

His smile grew wider when you've timidly tuck a strand of hair behind your ears with your free hand, your lover taking it as a sign to lean his face closer, tilting his head and puckering his lips; his focus on your awaiting lips. Henry was practically a strand close to be giving you a sweet peck before he leaned away to examine your blushing face, stopping in the midst of giving you a smooch.

"Is it because of the kingstache? I don't sound too pushy, do I?"

Intently looking into his sea of blues, you've felt you heart racing a marathon as your own boyfriend was unaware of his effect on you; he was always keeping your mind blank with just a simple look from him. Becoming one speechless and disfunctioning lady when he was being too sweet with you.

He was just a sweetheart, always understanding you in terms of the issues you had for yourself.

Taking all the willpower in one go, you've grabbed onto a little bit of your confidence and began to do the first move, leaning over Henry's face before pulling back to see him playfully wiggling his eyebrows in a teasing manner. He nodded enthusiastically, giving approval to do whatever you wanted and it wasn't a second to feel your palms on either side of his face; attacking his lips with a bruising kiss that made him grunt before your chapped lips.

His fingers clasped onto the side of your hip; automatically pushing you closer to him as he'd licked the tip of your vermillion, moisturizing your dry ones. Taking heed that you should probably grab onto some lipbalm when you leave the room. His wet tongue made you gasp; hungry for more as he licked the roof of your mouth.

The game room filling with sounds of passionate kisses, hypnotized by what effects it was giving you; how lightheaded it could make you feel. Henry was still giving your lip a gentle nudge with his, enamored from the sudden assault you've managed to lure him in. Out of the blue, you ceased kissing him. A definite amount of space between you both while deeply staring into his eyes.

"No. I love your kingstache and I likey-like-like this touchy-feely characteristic of yours. It makes me feel loved," with an anxious bite of your lip, you felt his rough, calloused thumb reach out to flick along the bottom of your vermillion; mindlessly telling you to stop with that unhealthy habit of yours whenever you were apprehensive or worried about something.

"---Sorry if I'm complicated to understand, Henry." you quietly murmured to your boyfriend. He was about to open his mouth, catching him off-guard when you've delicately pressed another kiss to his lip. His stache tickling your cupid's bow which made you tenderly giggle against his mouth.

He smiled along your wholesome kiss, puckering back to touch and graze his own with yours in a honeyed buss. The latter had both hands on your hip as he sweetly and deeply spoke.

"I love you, alright? come sit on my lap while I play the game. Then, we'll talk more about this shyness of yours after the round,"

Henry pulled you on his lap; protests slipping past your lips with a loud beating of your heart because it was one of your fantasies to sit on those thick thighs of his, but you never tell nor do you want to treat him as if he was a pleasure toy that you could use. You've respected him just as much as he respected you and your personality.

Your loving boyfriend heard your feigned complaints; never one to know that you were faking it, he'd tutted behind in the midst of turning you to face his monitor. His thick, muscly thighs offering comfort over your restless thoughts and stiff body.

You couldn't help but squint your eyes back at the screen as Henry placed his headset back on his ears, "But, you're already dead?"

Lately realizing he was, Henry made a high-squeak sound of protest that made you laugh out loud.

"For fuck's sake---I am! I am dead!" he ticked the mic on again while holding onto his cursor, his other arm safely surrounding your small body sitting on his lap; his hold tightening when you began wiggling against him, you wanted to chat with his other team mates who they both didn't personally knew at all.

"Hey, mate." his friend lackadaisically spoke on the other line; completely focused on the on-going game. The loud sound of the keyboard being pressed repeatedly in the background of his friend's mic.

You were first-blood because Henry was too far for backup; he'd received a huff and a raise of your brow at that before you decided to leave a while ago which never happened because he decided not to wait until you were cranky enough to ignore him until dinner.

Starting with calling out the other players using Henry's account, you started venting; being stealthy about it as he was busy chatting with a friend of his, also swamped over giving your nape kisses that has got you wiggling more against his hold due to being ticklish over there.

"No backup, brother?"

He suddenly chuckled on mic, watching you lean away from his soft kisses and earning him a quiet mumble of 'stop it' in which his friend heard on the other end of the line.

You continued typing and calling his team mates noobs in capital letters; creating an act as if you were a toxic player without Henry's permission.

Noobmaster69's mic was blinking on the left side of the screen, letting you know he was talking to Henry as you basically continued to smash rude words on the keyboard.

"I've given backup, but I decided to let em' kill you because it seems like you have something to work on your lap,"

His friend snickered behind mic, scoffing after when Henry's gruff voice grumbled, sounding like he was dissappointed by the latter's antics.

"You left me to die. You're a great friend, Martin."

Martin cursed a loud one after shooting one player, earning the kill as the other two players were out in a far distance, minding their own businesses or probably lagging as well as he continued to talk, "Your girlfriend didn't turn off her mic by the way---might want to turn it off after I win this round for everyone because you people are fuckin' around in ranked game," he was loudly tapping the controls on his keyboard as he chattered away; multi-tasking over shooting players and talking to Henry, "---also---Oh, Christ!---try not to moan in the mic while we're in game,"

His friend audibly roared when he'd luckily claimed a headshot, "I don't wanna nut on my keyboard, Hank!"

Henry has cursed him through the mic, chuckling as he watched Martin's gameplay through his monitor. Lately seeing that you had been busy with your hands, ferociously typing at two team mates who were helping through the game.

His baby blues peeked from behind, intently watching your attentive and focused face in amusement. The oceans of his eyes glistening with sheer entertainment to see you grinning on his lap, his peepers casting the monitor screen a look before his smile fell for a hot second to read that you were cursing his team mates out.

"Stop calling them noobs, Nugget." he'd heard one team mate aggressively curse back at him via microphone in a different language---he knew it was a cuss based on how angry his mates were. Henry didn't know if he wanted to laugh over the headset, but he chose to shut his mouth off when Martin died a little later---the two noobs you were calling; became the people who would raise a flag for not having your rank down.

"You're getting me reported. Stop it right now," Henry lowly chuckled, his strong arms tightening around your waist as his stache tickled you on your neck by giving another soft peck.

You giggled and tried wresting out of his hold with thoughts coming from the impulsive part of your brain, shooting him an endearment that got his body going rigid under yours.

"Alright, Daddy."

Your boyfriend blinked repeatedly, his arm loosening once he realized what you've called him; a matter of being clumsy has always made him laugh. However, this accident surely intrigued his curiosity. You never called him that, even wincing and giggling over his video where he was reading thirst tweets from Buzzfeed, hearing you tell him that it was weird for people to call him that when you certainly had your own kinks as well.

Karma shot you on the ass because it eventually became your own kink as well, but he never knew about it.

It was a very good act you've did when you were trying hard to be a shy angel in his eyes, gradually evolving into a small devil when you were around his presence.

"What...did you just say?"

"Henry, I said Henry---I--I called you by your name."

You've felt his hold go limp, taking this as an opportunity to flee and forget your accident when he decided that it was best to keep you within arms reach. So, seeing you stand up and turn around to leave---Henry reached out to grab onto your waist, his thick fingers slipping away to be tugging at the waistband of your shorts, slightly yanking them down to see the smooth cheek of your bum as you wear a black thong.

He successfully pulled your back, earning him a high pitched squeal when you tried wrenching his hold away; never one to show Henry the deepest and secretive part of you which got him more needy over the fact that he was drawing a blank over your body, not knowing what it holds out for him.

Your ass fell flat on his thighs, sitting sideways as Henry used his sinewy arm to guide you from falling, caging you in his juicy arms that you love to caress and ogle at from time to time.

The roughness of Henry's fingers cascaded on your knee, slowly trailing up your thighs as he intently bore his eyes on you, searching for answers as to how such a lewd feeling came with calling him a 'daddy'.

His eyes shifted from staring straight at you to admiring how innocent you try to pretend in his eyes, glancing down your lips as he subtly licked his own.

"That's not what I heard, Love."

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