#it's 1.9 k words i think

[joonberriess]

⊹₊ ⋆ “love it when he hit and smack, too, baby lemme lick on your tattoos,”

TAGS — squat-riding!oc, porn without plot, messy sex, slight degradation, dirty talkin, creampies, oc is a nasty pretty thing, she’s cute, jk is pussy-whipped here, oc rides him so good she has him MOANING out loud, blasphemy(?) idk jk is a little devious, oc as a cute coquette and jk as her hot grunge bf, mentions of cum eating

WORD COUNT — 1.9 k

Jungkook knew he was fucked the moment that soft “Jungkookie” left your lips, you were all he could think about for days.

Could anyone blame him though? Even as he sat behind you with his large hands massaging over your soft feet, he still couldn’t believe he had gotten this lucky. “You’re so quiet.” You softly hum while tossing him a look over your shoulder, “Somethin’ wrong?” You purse your glossy lips in a soft pout.

“Nothing baby.” Jungkook gently squeezed your delicate calf, “Just lost in thought I guess.” He shrugs.

You stare at him for a few moments before pausing whatever was playing on your laptop, you turn on all fours and crawl towards him, “Tell me,” you stop in front of him—knees on either side and your face inches away from his, “I wanna hear it.” You softly say while eyeing his lips and chains appreciatively.

Jungkook admires your own dangling necklace with a tiny gold cross hanging so innocently. He licks his lips and sits up, “Do you? Or are you just saying that so you can distract me,” he chuckles breathily, “greedy little thing you are. Can’t even go one second without trying something.” He squeezes your cherub cheek gently.

You playfully pout and tilt your head, “I just wanted an excuse to say I’ll make you feel better,” you gently sway your hips side to side, watching with a tiny grin as Jungkook’s eyes follow your soft round cheeks sitting so perfectly in your pink silk shorts, “unless you don’t wanna..?” You softly breathe out.

Jungkook runs his tongue over his lip as he stares back at you with hooded eyes, “Don’t wanna what, hm?” He’s fucking with you of course, he just wants to hear it come out your mouth.

“Lemme ride it,” you innocently say, “don’t you wanna make it nasty and messy until your cum’s drippin’ out?” You purr softly while leaning in to kiss his cheek and then his jawline, inching upwards towards his ear, “ ‘m so wet for you Jungkookie, feel me,” you whisper while guiding his tattooed hand towards your shorts, exhaling shakily in excitement as he dips his fingers into your panties and slots them right up against your sticky pussy lips.

Jungkook tilts his head to the side, letting you latch on to his neck as you marked him up like this was the last time you were going to see him, “You little fucking minx,” he grunts, “greedy little pussy can’t go one day without a fuckin’, baby’s so desperate for cock aren’t you?” He grabs your chin and forces you to face him, “Hm?”

You nod with a tiny ‘mm-hm’, “Always want you, can’t help that you fill my pussy so good… Always leaves me drippin’ n wanting more.” You softly say against his lips while grinding against his fingers, “ ‘s not my fault you made me like this.” You bat your pretty lashes at him and purse your lips.

Jungkook curses under his breath and meanly pinches your clit, “Then get to it since you wanna act like a little bitch in heat,” he pulls his hand out and lands a hard smack across your ass. You moan softly and eagerly clamber on to his lap, he attacks your neck in a flurry of kisses while wildly sucking over your soft skin, “so fucking soft,” he mutters, “there you go baby, go ‘head and take my cock out, wanna watch you ride it like the filthy little slut you are.” He whispers low.

You tilt your head and press your lips to his, your hand makes quick work of pushing his boxers down his thighs until they sit under his balls. Your mouth waters at the sight of his cockhead leaking precum, some of it dribbles down his shaft leaving a clear trail of pearly white on his cock.

“Can I..?” You ask ever so politely while begging him with those puppy eyes and your lip between your teeth.

Jungkook swallows harshly and nods, “Go on, not gonna ride itself.” He guides you over his cock, shoving your silk shorts out of the way and yanking your panties to the side with two fingers.

You bite your lip and position your sopping cunt over the head, sliding him through the sticky mess between your soft folds. There’s low squelching as you slide his cock over your sensitive clit and down to your winking hole. A low moan slips from your lips as your pussy hugs the tip, pink rim stretching to accommodate his thick cock. Your lips part in a ‘o’ after seating yourself firmly on his lap.

Jungkook huffs under his breath and lies back all the way while watching you with hooded eyes, “Not too loud baby,” he murmurs, “nice and slow—fuck, hear that, ‘s your little pussy dripping for me.” He lazily grins while throwing his arm behind his head, watching the way you rolled your hips in slow lazy circles.

“Mm.. ‘s not enough,” you quietly whisper while placing your hands over his abdomen, “can I? Pretty please, promise I’ll make it so good for you if you’ll let me,” you moan while rolling your head back, “ride it just the way you like Jungkookie.” You smile.

Jungkook bites down on his lip and holds back a loud groan, he can’t focus with the way you ride his cock like you’re trying to spell coconut on his dick. Your pussy hugs him just right as it drags over his sensitive cock, massaging his swollen shaft with the right amount of pressure and grip.

His eyes flutter closed and he lets out a muffled moan, “Fuck—yes baby, like that,” he grips your ass cheeks with both hands and moves you back and forth on his cock sensually, “feels so fuckin’ hot around me—nice n wet too.” He pants softly as massages both cheeks before smacking his hands against them.

You bite your lip—half-giggling, half-moaning—and move from his grip to bounce back on his cock a few times. Jungkook moans out and tosses his head back into the pillows, “Shit, like that—keep going.” You reach behind you to place your hands over his while you drag your pussy over his cock repeatedly, riding up to the tip before slamming back down.

Jungkook’s the one moaning and panting under his breath now, occasionally tiny little whimpers leave you but it’s nothing compared to Jungkook who looks like he’s getting the ride of his life. You slide your hips up slowly and then let your ass fall back on to his lap, your bubbly flesh rippling as they slap against his thighs. There’s a faint slick noise in the background as your pussy leaks over his fat cock, your creamy white slick dribbling down his shaft and to his balls.

“Jungkook,” you breathe out softly and pry his hands off your ass, he makes a wounded noise like it pains him to not be holding your ass. He lifts his head to look at you as if asking why, only to let out a long moan as his head slumps back, “Want you to fill me up,” you pout while placing your hands over his chest, knees knocked apart as you raised your hips, “want all of it in my pussy Jungkookie, promise I’ll clean my mess up,” your hips start moving sensually, you purposely clenched for that extra effect.

The bed rocked quietly under the weight of you two, it was accompanied by the dull thumping of your headboard knocking into the wall. To make things worse, your pussy was making these delicious little wet noises as his cock emerged with streaks of white creamy slick. He could see a white ring of slick form around the base of his shaft getting pushed back into your pussy and then coming right back down on his cock.

It was a fucking miracle your parents hadn’t come up to see what all the commotion was about. “Yeah?” He pants breathlessly, “Gonna be a good little cum dump and keep my cum warm in your sloppy little pussy?” He opens his eyes to look down at where your pussy meets his cock. You weren’t lying about making it messy..

“Mm-hm,” you moan, “promise. Not a drop ‘s gonna waste.” You huff and slam your hips down, rocking together before repeating the same thing over again. His cock hit that spot that drove you wild just right, and not wanting to lose the angle you kept fucking yourself back on him just greedily chasing the pleasure.

His eyes caught on to the dangling cross in his face, he watched it swing back and forth so innocently. Jungkook let out a poorly suppressed groan and looked up at your blissed out face in awe. You never failed to look so fucking pretty even in the throes of pleasure/sex. He’d for sure have a picture of you like this in his wallet or some shit.

“ ‘m gonna,” you quietly whine, “ ‘m gonna cum,” you whimper out while bouncing faster, “please, can I?”

Jungkook hisses as he slows you down, “Can you hold it in for me baby? ‘m so close too,” he whispers breathlessly while panting. He sees you give the tiniest of nods before he pulls you down so you’re lying over him, “Good girl,” he grits his teeth and begins plowing you from below, “good fucking girl.” He growls.

Your mouth opens in a silent scream as you hide your face in his neck, toes curling as he pounds his cock over and over again into your (already) sore pussy. “More, more, more,” you whine out while spreading your thighs apart a bit more.

Jungkook slaps his hips upwards as quickly as he can manage, his balls slap harshly against your ass as the sounds of skin on skin fill the bedroom along with your panting and breathing moans. He buries his face in your shoulder and bites down, not hard enough to bleed but enough for it to mark. His cock throbs and spurts of cum begin flooding your messy little cunt.

He doesn’t think he’s cum this hard ever since the night you both first started having sex.

You had let Jungkook take your virginity in the back of his pick-up truck, bent over with your bruised knees knocking into eachother while he fucked you like a man possessed from behind. Your poor little pussy was so swollen from the rough treatment, the pain and pleasure ended up becoming one and all you could do was beg for more while drool slipped from the corner of your lips. At a particular thrust Jungkook sent you squealing as you stood on your tippy toes, your pretty white sneakers contrasting Jungkook’s black boots as you whimpered and tangled your legs with his.

Jungkook’s mind blanks out as he reaches down to rub furious circles on your sensitive bud, he has you squirming in his lap as you clench down tightly before a low whine of his name escapes your lips. You both slump into each other until you roll off him and on to the bed next to him, “That was–”

“I know,” he replies, swallowing harshly, “you think they heard?” He turns to look at you.

You stare back with a dreamy look in your eye, “Dunno,” you shrug cutely before rolling over to climb over him, “but I feel empty,” you softly say and guide his semi-hard cock towards your pussy, “what? Gotta keep it in somehow.” You motion to your dripping cunt, you hiss in sensitivity before laying down on him, “So what are we eating?” You tilt your head with a cheeky smile.

Jungkook laughs breathlessly, “You’re seriously thinking about food?”

“Not me, I know what I’m eating.” You lick your lips deviously, giggling when you hear Jungkook moan in protest as his cock weakly twitches.

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[ramp-it-up]

That Face

Summary: You get drunk and tell Bucky exactly what you want to do to that face.

Pairing: Beefy Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 1.9 K

A/N: You can read this as a companion piece to Red Wings.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk; curate your own experience. More angst on the part of the reader. Sweet Bucky fluff. Jealousy, excessive drinking, intoxication, drunken confessions, face riding, fingering, extreme oral sex (f receiving) anal play, praise kink, allusion to anal sex. Not Beta’d. All errors my own. 

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Bucky was holding you close to him, and it should have been romantic, but it wasn’t.

You were shit faced, and practically falling down with every step.

“Careful Doll, I’m gonna have to carry you home.”

After just six months of dating, you’d moved in with him, your relationship barreling along with breakneck speed, but who wouldn’t fall in love with Bucky?

Who wasn’t still in love with Bucky?

You stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, half a block from your brownstone.

“That sounds hot, Bucky, but I’m pissed…”

“Yeah, I know…”

“No, I’m mad.”

You stomped your foot and wobbled, until Bucky’s hands steadied you again. Bucky bent down and looked you in the eyes.

“You good, Doll?”

His sky blue eyes looked sincere, but jealousy and alcohol wouldn’t let you accept that.

“No! This was supposed to be our night to fuck and have a romantic dinner. You’ve been gone for three weeks. Three weeks, James!”

Bucky looked contrite, but then again there were four of him weaving in front of you right now, so you couldn’t be sure.

“Sorry, Baby. Didn’t know the guys would be in town. It’s my crew.”

“I can take your army buddies, but her. She’s a bitch!”

“Wow. Whoa whoa whoa. You know I don’t like anyone calling women bitches. Even you.”

Bucky straightened up and the stern look he gave you sent a thrill through you, but you weren’t done.

“She still wants you, Bucky. Sharon is a slut. And you always say you love when I’m a slut for your cock.”

Bucky looked around as you started crying and people walking by avoided the scene.

“I don’t want Sharon, Doll. I want you.”

Bucky looked down at you, eyes sparkling with amusement at your jealousy. Even his voice was smiling. It made you madder and you stumbled as you advanced on him, bucking up to the man who was a foot taller than you.

“Look at that fucking face.”

You reached up and took his chin between your fingers.

“No one gets to ride this dimple but me!”

This time Bucky didn’t care about who heard, you’d peaked his interest. His eyebrow shot up.

Even though drunk, you read his expression.

“Yep!”

You nodded and it threw you off balance, but luckily Bucky was there.

“Betcha didn’t know that I touch myself to the memories of the feeling of that chin between my legs. Did it the entire time you were gone. That cock is something else Bucky, but that face. I just want to ride it into the sunset….”

This was new information to Bucky. You seemed to love when he ate you out, but you were always hesitant to ride his face. He licked his lips as he thought of you pleasuring yourself to the thought of his face.

Then he grinned.

You read him again.

“Oh no! No no no. You think you got me. But you said you were mine…”

Bucky leaned down to kiss your forehead.

“I am yours, Doll.”

“So she can’t ride your face?”

Bucky slowly shook his head.

“No, only you.”

You sighed and sagged into his arm.

“Good, because I-“

And that was the last thing you remembered from that night.

You woke up the next morning, head pounding. You looked around, grateful to be in your bed. And grateful for your boyfriend, who’d left a bottle of water and some aspirin on the bedside table.

You could hear Bucky puttering around in the kitchen but you weren’t quite ready to eat.

You eagerly took the pills and drank the bottle down. Then, you turned on the shower as you brushed your teeth.

You reflected on the gathering at The Howling Commando, the neighborhood bar so familiar to you as you met Bucky’s friends. Which included Sharon Carter.

Bucky’s ex.

“Bucky’s just being nice, y’know?”

Steve tried to reassure you as she and Bucky caught up in the corner. You nodded back at Steve, but when Bucky smiled at Sharon was when you ordered your first shot of Jameson’s.

You showered as you tried to remember the rest of the night. But all you could remember was Bucky’s sweet face. You wrapped up in a towel and sat on the bed as you thought of how sweet Bucky was. He was so cute. That face.

That face.

“Shit!”

Your head fell into your hands as you remembered what happened the night before.

“What’s wrong, Doll?”

You looked up and your heart dropped.

Bucky was clad in only sleep pants and you could tell that there was nothing underneath.

You licked your lips, not bothering to hide your stare. Bucky came and sat down on the bed.

“See something you like, Doll?”

“Morning.”

“G’morning Sunshine..”

Bucky leaned down and kissed you on the cheek, chaste, despite the look in his eye. Your eyes fell to his lips. And lower.

Bucky licked his lips and rubbed his chin.

“You didn’t answer my question, Doll.”

Bucky’s mouth was an inch from yours. He reached for your towel and hooked his finger at the makeshift knot, causing his fingernail to brush your nipple.

“Don’t tease me Bucky…”

“I should say the same to you, Doll. You told me all the things you wanted to do to my face and then passed out.”

“James! I was drunk!”

“They say we are the most honest when we’re drunk.”

Bucky kissed you and then looked into your eyes.

“D’you believe that I don’t care about Sharon?”

You liked into his true blue eyes and you knew he wasn’t lying.

“I believe you. I love you, Bucky.”

“I love you too, Doll.”

You reached up and caressed his lips and chin.

“Gotta admit. This face is pretty irresistible.”

Bucky grinned and you leaned in for a kiss and climbed on his lap, grinding as he took your towel off.

“Been so long, Bucky.”

Bucky’s hands caressed you as he leaned back and let you have your way.

You made your way down his body, reacquainting yourself with his form with your lips, tongue, and fingers. He lifted his hips as you pulled down his pajama pants, lightly scratching his thighs on the way down.

“God I missed you so much, Doll. Spent all last night just waiting until we could get home. Wanted to lose myself in you.”

You had Bucky in your hand, sitting on his legs as you stroked his half-hard cock to full life.

“M’sorry Babe. How can I make it up to you?”

You looked up at him, ready to suck his soul out.

“Come up here and ride this irresistible face.”

You gasped as Bucky pulled you up his body until you were kneeling over him.

“There she is.”

Bucky’s fingers helped to separate your lips as he breathed hot breath into your cunt.

“So fucking wet for me.”

And then he went to work on licking into your tangy goodness.

“So good. Such a good girl for me. Such a good pussy.”

Bucky sat you down and suckled your clit, pulling on it like it was gum, stretching it and your soul out for the world (inside your bedroom) to see. He was kneading your breasts and pulling your nipples, serving to make you wetter and him messier.

But it was only just beginning as you started gyrating on his chin.

Bucky smacked your ass and pushed you over on your hands and knees again.

“That’s a girl. Bounce on my tongue.”

You did as you were told, feeling Bucky’s chin in your vagina each time you bounced on his tongue.

“Smear that shit all over my fuckin face Doll. You know you want to.”

Bucky took your ass in his hands and then started moving you back and forth on his face. You were overwhelmed with numerous sensations as his lips, tongue and chin, covered with short facial hair, destroyed your soul.

“Now sit up and fuck this face, Doll. Please. ”

You peered down at his bright blue eyes as his fingertips grazed your stomach. You obeyed him as you pulled his hair and took your throne, his thick, wide tongue spearing into you as you fucked his face.

His chin was now grazing your puckered hole, and you moaned as the scruffy dimpled part of him made you tremble.

“J-James…”

Bucky spread your cheeks and moved his tongue so that it could invade your inmost parts. He licked you from ass to clit and your legs started trembling.

You leaned back over and bounced in his tongue again, holding your breasts with one hand as you braced against the wall with the other.

Bucky’s hand snaked around to flick your clit as you gasped and fully sat on his face as his tongue speared into you, twisting and curling, not as all consuming as his cock, but reaching that special spot inside you nonetheless.

You gasped and sat back, hand on his sternum as you rolled your hips into his face.

“Oh. Ohhhh, oh Jamesssss.”

You whimpered, and your crying-like noises as you moved told him how it felt.

“So… fuck it feels so good…

You were grabbing his hair as he craned his neck upward to look at you.

Bucky growled into your cunt then lifted you upright again, his thumb slipping into your ass. This caused a gush of your fluids into his mouth and he started moaning.

“Mmmmmm. Mmhmmmm!”

“Oahhhh oh ahhh.”

Bucky was still breaching your ass as his tongue sped up impossibly and his lips suckled your clit intermittently.

“More… please!”

You were seeing stars as you reached back and pushed Bucky’s thumb in to the hilt.

Bucky moaned as you started bouncing again. His hand was fucking your ass as you rode his face.

“Please please please…”

“Hmmph… yesssss.”

Bucky spoke into your cunt as you started to reach your crescendo. He could taste your orgasm coming before it happened. Everything sped up.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!”

“Ummmmmm!”

Bucky was in heaven as you continued to gush into his mouth.

You came with a scream as Bucky lapped you all up.

“Unnnnh!”

Bucky pulsed precum on his stomach as you came on his face.

“Unh ahhhh.

“So pretty, Doll. Stay right here.”

Bucky kissed your lips as you quivered in front of him.

“Want this ass. Gonna give it to me?”

“Bucky…”

“She’s ready for me now.”

Bucky’s finger found that hole again.

“Gonna make you feel real good.”

You whimpered as Bucky spit on his fingers and manipulated two of them inside you.

He gave your clit a peck with his lips and you jumped.

“Nice and loose for me.”

You looked down on him adoringly and carded your fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp. He moaned.

“Please Doll. But only if you want that too. I need you. You’re my best girl. My good girl.”

You looked back, his cock jumping on his abs, sticky with his pre cum. You shuddered at his praise and at the thought of him inside that hole. But as Bucky probed and kissed you further, you knew you wanted it.

You didn’t need to look back down to know that Bucky was buried in your cunt again, bringing you to another peak. Instead, your head lolled back on your shoulders as you rode Bucky’s mouth again.

“Anything! Anything you want, Bucky…I want it too! Ah…”

You just couldn’t resist that face.

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[livin4mybabes]

I'll take the opportunity | pablo gavi and pedri gonzalez

2nd part here request: yes/ hello can you do a love triangle with pedri and gavi where they both compete for yns attention thank you for you request ❤ summary: two best friends in love with the same girl, she is confused as they both want her. pairing: pablo gavi x reader ; pedri x reader warnings: some angst, arguments, maybe a broken heart? words count: 1.9 k author note: I enjoyed writing this so much, I REALLY want to write a second part, what do you think? if you want a second part and have any ideas, please let me know, thank you!

You had met the boys through friends.

Mostly, you had a better relationship with Gavi as you were both the same age, you had the similar interests, you used to go out from time to time.

You could say that you were romantically attracted to him, although you didn't know if he was attracted to you, but you were almost sure that he was, as you had been flirting for a while, having conversations a little bit further than friendship, holding hands, but even so, you hadn't said it openly, so you kept it a secret while you were figuring out your true feelings.

On the other hand, although you had a good relationship with Pedri, unlike Gavi, he was a bit more reserved.

You had hangout sometimes, but not alone, only with friends, the chats you had with him were quite interesting. Pedri was pretty cute too you had to admit, but with him, it was hard to tell if there was any romantic interest.

You had been trying to hang out for a few days, but due to him training, some important interviews and you busy with university, you hadn't been able to meet up, but you kept on messaging each other.

This week you had agreed to go out for lunch with Gavi, because he would be busier for a few days because there will be a important match, so you couldn't see each other until that day, and he had already invited you and you couldn't refuse, obviously.

Not only to see your favourite team play but also to see him and Pedri...Just to enjoy watching your two friends.

You were with Gavi in a restaurant in a hidden place to avoid some fans and press as they are usually very annoying and he didn't want to expose you. He wanted to keep you to himself, he didn't want to ruin whatever he had with you, he didn't want to lose that opportunity with you and more against his friend, because yes, Gavi had noticed the looks you and Pedri were giving each other.

"How are you feeling, aren't you nervous about the game this sunday?" You asked Gavi while smiling at him.

" Kind of, excited more than anything. I hope Xavi lets me play the whole game and obviously, score a goal" You could see an incredible enthusiasm in Gavi and you couldn't help it either. You know he's a great player and he always puts everything he has into every game —even if sometimes he exceeds that—.

"You'll see that he will, but please don't fight with anyone or you'll get overheated" You gave him a little tap on the shoulder playfully.

"Que va! Que yo soy un tío muy tranquilo hasta que me provocan” (No way! I'm a very calm guy until people tease me) He looked at you with an offended look, but at the same time, laughing.

"Okay, you're right about that. Gavi, I hope you manage to win, the team deserves it, you and Pedri have been great" You couldn't help not mentioning Pedri, but it was true, these guys were the Golden boys of the team.

Gavi couldn't help but feel jealous when he heard you mention Pedri, did you really only see Pedri as a friend? Did you even have feelings for him, for Gavi? He couldn't lose you, he immediately had an idea.

"Ok, I will promise you one thing and you will promise me one thing. That you have to go to the match wearing my shirt and if I score a goal, I will dedicate it to you but you have to give me something in return" Gavi said while smiling with a BIG smile.

"Ok, but where did I get the shirt from?"

" Don't worry, before sunday I'll give you one of mine " Gavi told you while smiling.

"Ok, it's a deal, but what do I have to give you in ret-"

"Guys, I didn't know you would be here" It was none other than Pedri.

Actually, he knew you were eating at this restaurant because of some photos that were released. He was at home scrolling through twitter when he found some pictures of you guys that a fan had takem. That made Pedri jealous, sad and angry at himself for not asking you out sooner. But he was not the only one who was angry, but also the fans.

Even though, in the pictures you appeared with back turned, Pedri knew perfectly well that it was you, because of your silhouette and because of the silly smile Gavi had in the pictures while he was looking at you, so he didn't hesitate to go to see you, he knew the restaurant because he and Gavi used to go there whenever they wanted privacy.

"Man, what a surprise!" Gavi said with fake excitement in his voice, as well as his smile.

"Really? I didn't expect to find you here; I was supposed to meet Ferran but he's already late. Do you mind if I sit with you?" Pedri asked staring at you

"No" "Yes" You and Gavi replied at the same time.

Gavi clearly wasn't happy that he had come to interrupt you, it was his moment with you. You on the other hand, even though you were a bit confused, were happy to have your friends together because with Pedri, you hadn't been able to meet up.

"Pedri, I'm happy to see you. We finally got to see each other" You said as you looked at Pedri and he couldn't help but smile. You were happy to see him.

Gavi, in contrast, was in a grumpy mood from the moment Pedri came over. He knew what he was doing, but he promised himself he wouldn't let him ruin it.

"In fact I was going to send you a text to meet up today."

"Sí bueno, mala suerte tío, que ella ha salido conmigo” (Yeah well, tough luck man, she’s with me) Gavi mumbled, as he pulled his chair closer to yours.

Pedri noticed that action and his smile faded.

"Well, since we're here, I wanted to invite you to the game on sunday”

"Thanks Pedri, but-"

"I've already invited her, she even promised to wear my shirt" Gavi interrupted you as he pouted slightly and made a fake sad face and you looked at him confused.

"Pedri, don't worry I'll support you both, you're my friends"

Both boys fell silent.

"Fair enough, that's what friends are for, right?" Pedri replied, with a fake smile.

"Well, how about if I order something to eat to join you guys" Pedri said.

"Sure, I'll talk to the waitress" You replied smiling.

After Pedri had ordered his food and it arrived, the three of you started chatting as normally as you could.

"I'll be right back" Gavi said as he got up from his seat and headed to the bathroom leaving you alone.

"What do you say tomorrow if I pick you up at the university and we go to my place to watch a movie and eat?" Pedri asked you excitedly.

"Yeah, that’s great idea!” You smiled, it was a great opportunity to get to know him better.

"How do you feel about the match?” You asked him.

"Pretty confident actually. I'm really looking forward to the game already" He replied smiling. Just like Gavi, you could see the passion when they talked about what they love.

"I know you're going to do great. You are an amazing player Pedri" He blushed at the compliment you gave him, how cute he was.

"Thanks y/n. I promise that when I score a goal, I will dedicate it to you" He smiled at you and now it was your turn to blush.

You had two boys —who were best friends—that had promised to dedicate their goals to you this Sunday.

"Who are you going to dedicate a goal to? Tania, the girl you're seeing?" said Gavi sitting back down next to you.

You remained silent and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, Pedri, for his part, was extremely irritated. He had no right to bring that up, did he? Gavi just wanted to make him look bad in front of you. Even though he had a short-term thing with her - three dates to be exact - he stopped the moment he started to take an interest in you, all that rumours about them actually being together were just rumours, and now he was afraid you'd believe it.

Tension was in the air, it seemed like the two of you were competing for who was better, who could get your attention the most.

“¿Eso a que viene tío? Esa chica nada que ver, que solo son rumores y ya” (What's that about, man?) That girl has nothing to do with that, it's just rumours and that's all)Pedri answered with a noticeable annoyance in his voice, he had even turned red with anger.

" Nada Pedri, que tú me dijiste que había algo entre vosotros. Tranquilo”. Pedri, you told me that there was something between you. Calm down.) Gavi said playing dumb. He wasn't going to rest until he got you, not when he knew Pedri had feelings for you and apparently you were attracted to him.

"Okay guys, calm down. I have to go, y/bf/n is coming over to my house to study." You stood up from your chair, picked up your bag and left money on the table for your meal.

"Do you want me to take you home?" Pedri and Gavi spoke at the same time.

"Pablo, you don't even have a driving licence, what do you say?" Pedri says turning to look at him.

"We're taking a taxi. Let's go," Gavi said.

"No way, I'll take you" This time Pedri said looking at you standing up from the chair and taking out the car keys.

"No, no guys. Okay, see you on sunday" And with that, you started to head for the exit.

"Okay, see you tomorrow y/n" Pedri said to you, to which Gavi turned to look at him confused.

"¿De que vas, tío? (What are you on about, man?) Gavi said to him annoyed.

"No, ¿de que vas tú? ¿Por qué mencionaste a Tania enfrente de y/n?” (No, what are you about? Why did you bring up Tania in front of y/n?) Pedri walked up to Gavi pointing at him.

"I only told the truth. It's better if she know that you already have a girlfriend, I'm going to take the chance" There is, this fucker knows what he's doing.

" You're just an idiot. You already knew there's nothing between me and Tania" Pedri points at him. "You're not going to take any chances, because that one belongs to me, and/n she's interested in me. Tomorrow we'll meet and I'll confess how I feel about her and you won't be able to stop me.

By this time, Gavi was really pissed off, he definitely wouldn't let Pedri have a chance with you, not with the strong feelings he had for you, and that he knew you felt as well.

"Pedri, you can't do this to me. You know she and I have been flirting for a while now."

" You've said it, you're just flirting, fooling and there's nothing going on between you. I'll take the opportunity. I'm sorry Gavi, but I really like her". Pedri says that and leaves the place.

Neither of the two guys were going to let you go, they would fight for you and your love regardless of their friendship. And you, you didn't know what would happen next, and for sure, someone would get hurt.

#football imagine #gavi #pablo gavi #gavi x reader #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi imagine #gavi imagines #pablo gavi imagines #pedri imagines #pedri gonzalez imagines #pablo gavi oneshot #gavi imagine #pedri gonzalez #fc barcelona #fc barça #pedri #pedri x reader #pedri imagine #pedri fanfic #pedri x you #fcb #fc barca

[jujutsutrash]

Once again nvm me I'm just throwing some self indulgent thoughts out there for things I might never write. also this was supposed to be like, reals short. well, fuck me I guess, it's 1.9 k

Thinking of Geto x reader where things still went bad, he still went homicidal, and you followed him. you were his girlfriend, of course you followed him. more out of worry about him than anything else, but you blew your life in jujutsu society away and went with him.

But you weren't there when Suguru attacked and went after Yuta. you didn't die with him. and after surviving everything, years later Satoru finds you. it's a twist of fate he could never see coming, and one that shakes him to his bones.

You had stayed with Suguru for a few years, helped him along, tried to make sure he wouldn't kill himself in the middle of his pursuit. you didn't hate non-sorcerers quite so much as you hated what had been done of your lives, what had been done of Suguru's mind. you saw it clearly when he had reached the edge, but there was nobody strong enough to pull him from there, so you followed.

But then one day you went missing. missing from Suguru's radar and from the jujutsu school. the minute you left with him you had been labeled a criminal too, so it made sense for you to not want them on your tracks anyways. but running even from Suguru, that was the weird part.

It was one of the things Satoru noticed the day Suguru declared his soon to come attack on the non-sorcers. you were missing. it made no sense, but he also had no way of really asking. for a short while after you two left Satoru had held out hope you'd find a way to bring Suguru back. but that hope also died. and now you weren't even here. he didn't want to imagine if you were dead.

But the years pass, and Satoru learns to keep on going. he has seen more horror and live more tragedies than any man should, but he learns to keep on going. and then one day, after an usual mission to kill an average curse, he sees your face in the crowd. it has been 15 years since you had both left by that point.

It's like seeing a ghost. a mirage in the summer heat. he'd have ignored it, thought he was mistaken, if not for the gleam in your eye as he caught it for a second. recognition. and just like that Satoru is chasing the remnants of his past again. six eyes hunting you through the streets as you try to avoid him.

Satoru had taken you for dead, with the way Suguru refused to even acknowledge your absence. but now he was chasing you through the streets, amongst the crowd, trying to keep a distance until he found it safe to speak. until there weren't so many people around to bear witness to just how destroyed the sight of you made him. he knows you are aware of him too, trying to shake him off of your trail - but the six eyes see all, and he knows you know that too.

He follows you down a long set of wide concrete stairs until you are both close to the bottom. it's in that precious moment that almost all people vanish, the sound of the crowd like a distant background noise. Satoru was to seize the moment before you run away for good. after all the people he lost and all the questions unanswered, he wouldn't let this chance slip.

so he calls your name, and you hesitate for a moment. when you turn around, cold, tired eyes look back at him. Satoru suddenly remembers how Nanami had confessed he saw you not even a year after you left, all that you had told the man was that someone needed to be with Suguru. and here you were now, alone. it's like a fever dream, and Satoru can't even think of what to say.

"I thought you were dead"

it falls from his lips before he can even register, trembling eyes looking over you as his words ring loud over the background noises around. you'd aged, changed. it has been over fifteen years, Satoru tells himself. over fifteen years and a world of pain. nobody stays the same.

"but I'm not," you respond in a dry, tense tone, gaze filled with suspicion. "if all you wanted was to check, then you've done it. but if you still have a duty to finish, I know I stand no chance, but I'm not going down easy."

Satoru notices your tense, shaking fist holding plastic grocery bags. the partially tucked shirt with a faded stain on one of the edges. the chipped nailpolish on your fingers. it's saturday morning, and you almost seem like someone who always lived a normal life. a part of him feels bad for breaking that spell.

"I wouldn't —" he stutters, "do you really think I would kill you?"

"you wouldn't, but it's what you should do," you sigh and groan, looking up at him from your place near the bottom of the stairs. "listen, Satoru, just forget you saw me here, ok. just leave. this isn't good for either of us."

he calls your name again and he can see you shake. your eyes still look beautiful, almost like all those years ago, but now they look stern and worried. glancing to your sides like an skittish animal. like a mouse cornered and forced into agression by a lack of choice.

"listen, I just want to talk. I have so many questions. why did you leave? wh—"

"the answers won't change anything," you cut him off, raising your voice slightly over the noises of steps on concrete, birds chriping and evrything else around. "you are just gonna relieve the pain again"

"I worried about you, just hear me o—"

"mom?"

the voice comes from behind Satoru, and he watches as yor eyes widen for a momen before you smile sweetly — an expression he hasn't seen in years. he turns around and sees a boy somewhere between ten and twelve looking at him from a few steps above.

the boy gazes at Satoru with suspicion, dark fox like eyes feeling like an echo of something he once knew. it's like a gut punch, and he feels the air leave his lungs as he stares down at a kid with eyes he knew so well. the boy breaks the heavy silence, kicking up the skateboard at his feet before grabbing it with one hand.

"how many times have I told you not to go down the stairs on that thing?"

"eh, sorry mom"

the boy laughs softly, climbing down the steps two at a time until he reaches you. he passes by Satoru and the man can't help but notice how tall that kid was. how his deep black hair was held up in a pony tail. how his smile felt like that of a ghost. but he wasn't, Satoru repeated to himself, he wasn't.

"you are gonna give me a heart attack," you say, caressing the boy's face as he gives you a hug.

"come on, mom. anyway, who is that?" he asks, turning back to you and pointing at Satoru with his thumb before turning back.

"show some more respect will you?" you shoot back with an exhasperated sigh. "that's Gojo, an old friend of mine," you turn your eyes back to Satoru, gaze tense as you speak again. "this is my son, Kazuo."

Kazuo nods and then bows a little when you leer at him. Satoru is fighting hard to keep his expression neutral. there is a moment where his mind just goes blank, looking at the two of you, noticing the similarities and differences. when he snaps back he slimes wide, going down a couple steps as he waves and nods to the boy.

"hey, kid. it's ok, don't worry about formalities, you can call me Satoru, nice to meet ya, Kazuo."

"huh? 'kay, then. nice to meet ya, Satoru."

the boy smile and waves and Satoru feels a sting deep in his chest. it's possibly the most bittersweet feeling he has ever experience in his life. you sight loudly and he laughs — there is still pain in his heart, but there is alos a weirdly nostalgic sensation bubbling within, he can't quite place it, but it warms him all the same.

"shouldn't you be going to soccer practice?" you ask, looking back down at the boy who is now peeking into your plastic bags.

"that's what I was doing," he answers, tugging at one of the bags. "oh, is that mochi?"

Satoru watches in silence, a smile on his face as the scene unfolds. you grunt and hold the boy's wrist as he tries to sneak one hand into the bag. when he is caught, he clearly opts for begging, looking at you with wide puppy eyes.

"if you eat them all there will be none left for after lunch."

"just one mom, please. then I'll go," Kazuo pouts as you stare down at him, and Satoru has to hold back a giggle.

"ah, alright, just one," you give in, shoulders slumping as you kiss the boy's forehead while he sticks his hand in the bag and grabs one of the sweets. "now get going before you run late."

"aye, aye, love you, mom," Kazuo laughs, climbing a few steps down before turning back and waving. "see ya."

Satoru stays quiet, eyes following you as you watch the boy walk down the nearly empty street before making a turn. just as he is nearly out of sight you hear the loud clanking of the skateboard wheels hitting the concrete below. you shake your shoulders with a tired laugh and Satoru smiles softly at the sight.

then you turn around, and your eyes don't look so cold, but they look just as tired, and even more worried.

"how old is he?"

"just about to turn eleven."

"I didn't," Satoru struggles, choking on his words once more. "I had no idea."

"Nobody did, that's by choice. you can see why I went missing now, right? I could deal with the blood in my hands and the guilt in my heart. but I couldn't let a kid grow up like that, surrounded by curses, and violence and all the shit that comes with the world of jujutsu."

"I can see it now," Satoru responds quietly, descing a few steps until he is standing close to you, one hand reaching for your shoulder, relief flooding his body when you don't step back. "he looks like a great kid, you are doing good as his mother."

"thanks, he is a little trouble maker, but yeah, he is a good kid," you give him a quiet chuckle, eyes glancing at the ground before looking back up at him. "and he deserves to have his youth as carefree and unbothered as it can be. and I intent to keep it like that, even if I have to fight every sorcerer in the world for that."

you look at him with fire in your eyes, and Satoru can't blame you. he can't blame you for doing something his family would never have done for him. something he wishes Suguru's family would have done for him all these years ago. the past can't be changed, but the future could still be protected.

#getou suguru x reader #geto x reader #geto suguru #gojo satoru

[aliceinnaughtyland]

OFF LIMITS

Pairing: Niragi x Aguni’s sister! Reader

Warnings: unprotected sex (be smart!), possessive Niragi

Word count: 1.9 K

Summary: Niragi wants you so bad it hurts but he’s too scared of your brother to do anything about it. You have to take the matter into your own hands.

Author’s note: And I disappeared again. I promise you guys I love y’all, I just experience some writer block. Don’t hate me. Here’s a counter sex smut (my favourite) with Niragi to apologize! Remember that English isn’t my first language. Please don’t hesitate to let me know what you think.

Nota bene: We do NOT condone Niragi’s actions as we do NOT condone rape! We only love the Dori Sakurada’s interpretation of Niragi. This is fantasies only! You do NOT deserve this! If you are a victim of violence, please get help as soon as possible! You are not alone. Stay safe xx

Niragi was an asshole.

He was obnoxious and rude, and he treated everyone like he owned them.

But not with you! With you, he was nice and kind. He always tried to help you in any sort of way. Not that you needed help, obviously. But having a big armed guy on your side was hardly a luxury at the Beach.

Two reasons why he treated you well.

First of all, because he had the biggest crush on you. When he was around you, he couldn’t think of anything but getting into your pants. You were beautiful, and you were confident. You weren’t scared of him and to be totally honest, he found himself turned on anytime you opened your mouth to shut him up.

But there was another reason that made him be nice to you: You were Aguni’s sister!

You were off limits. Everybody knew that.

Actually, Aguni never said a thing about you. But no one was bold enough to try anything!

You busted in the VIP room during a militant meeting and your confidence still impressed Niragi. Dangerous armed guys were talking, and you interrupted them with no care in the world. His eyes were scanning your body until they met yours, already staring at him with lifted brows. He’d been caught. Was he embarrassed? You giggled a bit.

“Aguni, I need to talk to you”

Your brother nodded as he left the room, following you into the corridor.

You were hungry! It was past midnight and you were so fucking hungry. But you were in your bed, comfy and warm and you didn’t want to move. You debated with yourself but soon, laziness lost the battle against hunger. You threw yourself out of bed and went to the kitchen, not even bothering changing. Your pyjamas consisted of only an extra-large shirt and short shorts, but you were in a bikini all day every day, so half of the people at the Beach already saw your butt. Why changed then?

You arrived at the kitchen and turned on the music to make yourself a snack. You were dancing to the beat as your cheese grilled when you heard someone behind you, walking to you. You didn’t take the time to think, grabbed a knife and turned around quickly.

On the other side of your knife was Niragi’s throat, with his hands up.

« You’re fast » he said calmly, smirking at you.

« Damn it Niragi, don’t do that! You scared the shit out of me! »

« Sorry » he chuckled.

The sound of the microwave ringing behind you interrupted the intense eye contact.

« Can I sit with you? » he asked, already climbing on top of the counter.

« Sure » you answered as you hoped beside him, food in your hands.

You made sure your thigh was brushing against his as you sat.

You wanted him.

And you knew he wanted you.

You remembered this moment. The moment you learned that Niragi wanted to “fuck you raw against a wall”. His words.

It was a hot summer night and you needed to refresh yourself. You and your friends decided to head to the pool. You were wearing your favourite bikini, not bothering to wear anything else. But as you were about to leave the building, you realized you forgot your hairbrush and turned around, telling your friends you will meet them at the pool.

“Yeah so I can give Aguni a reason to kill me, right?”

As you heard your brother’s name, you knew you had to stop and listen. What if someone wanted to do him wrong? You needed to know.

“I don’t know man” Takatora answered, clearly bothered.

“No, I’m telling you! I’m not usually smart but I’ll be on that one. I’ll just stop thinking about her and move on”

As you got closer, you clearly recognize Niragi’s voice.

“If you say so”

“What?”

“Bro you are talking about her 24/7. Every time she’s entering the fucking room. I get it, you like her. But you’re driving me fucking crazy”

You continued listening for a while as it was kinda fun, but when you heard them moving, you quickly turned around and join your friends.

« So no chicks to impress tonight, huh? » you asked him before taking a bite of your grilled cheese.

« No. I grew bored I guess » he shrugged, stealing your snack.

“Bored? About girls? Who are you and what did you do to Niragi?”

He sincerely laughed at that, but didn’t really answer you.

Niragi seemed confident, but you knew him too well. You noticed the little shake in his voice and the way he swallowed at your giggles.

You knew he wanted you. And you wanted him. Now. On this exact counter.

You shifted a little, feigning to get more comfortable when, really, you made sure to get closer to him. You moved your hair out of your shoulders, letting him see your neck and collarbone. You could feel the tension. The atmosphere was getting thick. He loudly inhaled through his nose, and you knew. Your plan was working.

And he knew you knew. You weren’t innocent, and he was well aware of that. Your little game wasn’t unnoticed, and that was exactly why it was working. He knew you wanted him. And it made him go crazy. The months of flirting together and staring at each other were getting to an end.

He knew it was a dangerous game. That’s why he stood up, leaving the counter. But you pursued him and grabbed his arm before he could walk away. He turned around again and you pulled him a little, wedging yourself between the counter and his body.

« I don’t want to hurt you »

« What if I want you to hurt me? »

A shaky breath left his mouth.

« Y/N don’t tease »

« Why not? »

« I can’t do that »

« But you want to? »

« Your brother would kill me »

« But I’ll make you feel alive »

 You knew he was going to cave; it was a matter of minutes. You knew it was going to take one more sentence.

« Fuck me Niragi »

At that, his mouth was on yours. He captured your lips with a fervor you never felt before.

He grabbed your thighs and sat you on the counter again, so close to the edge that you could feel his entire body pressed against yours. His hands were everywhere on your body. His mouth left yours to navigate on your jaw and neck.

He wanted you for so long, and he was going to make the best of it. He was literally aching for you, his body hurting with desire.

He grabbed your waist under your shirt, tight, and you felt like you were his. He made sure of that. He was going to get hell by your brother. He wanted at least to make the best of it while it lasted.

If he wasn’t close before, he definitely was now. You could feel his clothed groin pressing against your pussy. You instinctively moved your hips, trying to get some friction. He quickly grabbed your hips, stopping your movements. He needed you to stay still or else he was sure he was going to explode.

“I shouldn’t be doing this”

“You’re hot when you’re scared”

« Your brother will kill me»

« Don’t think about him » you said as you guide his hand inside your underwear, your lips brushing against his, « think about me »

His fingers quickly found your clit. He didn’t waste any time. Not anymore. He could feel the wetness on you and he needed more. He couldn’t care less about Aguni right now. The guy had left his mind the moment he felt your hand pulling at his, guiding it inside of your shorts. You moaned in his ear and he knew he couldn’t live without this sound anymore.

His fingers circled your clit, his mouth on yours, kissing you like there was no tomorrow. Which actually might be true for him.

“You’re so fucking wet” he groaned, not giving a damn about who could hear him.

You only whimpered in answer, your hands gripping his shoulders so tight he knew you would be leaving marks.

You could feel his fingers slipping inside of you with ease, his thumb still on your clit. He was fast, hard, and touching every spots inside of you that made you see stars.

“You’re fucking mine now. There is no way anyone would touch you like I do ever again. I will kill anyone who get close to you”

You were about to climax, and he knew it. He could feel you clenching around his fingers. He suddenly slipped his fingers out of you, stopping all of the sudden, and all you could do was whine. You were gonna ask him why he’s stop when he explained it to you.

 “If you’re gonna cum, you’re gonna cum around my cock princess. I want to feel it on my cock.”

You wanted to answer but couldn’t. Instead, you just looked at him with wide eyes, trying to make him cave and let you cum.

“Continue to pout like that and I’ll destroy you. You just have what you asked for princess, teasing me like you don’t know what you’re doing”

You felt him grabbed your shorts and lifted your hips to allow him to take them off.

Your hands were opening his shirt, exploring his chest as he was working on his belt and pants.

He quickly penetrated you, not letting you any time to adjust to his size, and you were unable to keep your eyes open.

But then again, for the second time of the night, everything stopped.

“You look at me in the eyes when I’m inside you. You close your eyes and I stop.”

With that, he kissed you, slower this time. You sighed when you felt him inside of you again. You could feel his hair falling against your face and his hot breath on you.

“I’ll probably get shot for it but this is so fucking worth it”

You wanted to respond, but the only thing your brain could do was make you moan.

His fingers found your clit again and in no time the stimulation was enough to make you clench around him, milking his own orgasm away.

Aguni was searching for you when he entered the kitchen and saw the two of you getting dressed.

Niragi’s eyes widen and he stepped backward, his hands up in defense. He was ready to apologize. Or ready to die. He opened his mouth to say something, anything that could get him out of trouble,  and Aguni’s eyes left him to speak to you.

«Y/N I need to see you » he stated.

«Coming » you answered as your brother turned around and leave.

Aguni knew you could handle yourself. He actually never gave a fuck about your love and sexual life. You were an adult and he couldn’t care less.

He never threatened anyone who got too close to you. His reputation just did the thing.

« I like it when you get scared » you laughed, winking at him before following your brother, letting the tall guy speechless and alone in the middle of the room.

#alice in borderland #alice in borderland fanfiction #alice in borderland oneshot #alice in borderland imagine #alice in borderland smut #niragi #niragi imagine #niragi smut #niragi suguru smut #niragi suguru imagine #niragi suguru

[littlexscarletxwitch]

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲!

paring: florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): fluff, r's birthday party organised by flo herself (lol), flo and r being sooo in love (i want what they have), surprise birthday party, billieee

warning(s): r having a 'rough' childhood (not much details tho), mentions of anxiety and stress and overthinking (?), grammatical errors, unedited

word count: 1.9 k

requested?: yes, you can find the request right here

note: NONNIE, I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG. I hope you had an amazing birthday, full of joy. And I also hope that you like this, as much as a loved writing your request. I'm not a native english speaker, so please let me know about any sort of mistake. Hope you all enjoy, happy reading, and happy birthday or very merry unbirthday! Lots of love, M <3

requests are open! + check my rules here + masterlist <3

The rain was pouring, your coffee was growing cold and your eyes were getting heavier by the second, but you just couldn't take your eyes off of your book.

"Are you done yet?" she complained.

"Almost," she huffed at your response, the same answer she had been getting the last 30 minutes.

"Yeah, you keep saying that," she wanted to sound annoyed at you but she just couldn’t.

"I swear I'm almost done," you chuckled.

"You know what? I'm just gonna—" she said as she took the book off of your hands.

"I wasn't done," you scoffed.

"And now I'm gonna get over here," she sat on your lap.

You smiled at her, impossible for you to stay ‘mad’ at her for more than just a few seconds.

"Hi."

"Hi."

She pecked your lips, the simple action sending a shiver up your spine even though it wasn't the first time that she did it.

She went to peck your lips once again, but this time your lips captured hers, while your hands at her hips pushed her closer to your body. Florence moaned into your lips as she felt her chest being pushed against yours. Your soft warm hands slowly crawled around her back, setting her skin on fire. Your book long forgotten.

“Wait,” she said, almost breathless. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Yeah, sure,” you said, your lips moving to the soft skin on her neck.

She threw her head back, giving you more access, trying to hold back her moans and focus on what she wanted to tell you.

“I’m serious, Y/n.”

“I’m listening,” you mumbled into her skin.

“Your birthday’s coming up,” she breathed out.

The mention of your birthday made you stop for half a second, but then you gathered yourself up, shrugged all the memories away and decided to focus on marking Florence’s soft skin. But your small action didn’t go unnoticed by your girlfriend.

“Yeah, it seems so… what about it?” you wanted to kiss her so she could just drop the subject, but you knew she meant well.

Florence’s brows furrowed, it was your birthday for god’s sake, and she felt like it was just her who was excited about that special day.

“Well… I was thinking,” she cupped your cheek with her warm hands, forcing your eyes to meet hers, “we could invite everyone over, maybe I can cook some pizza and we can do karaoke and…,” she sounded so thrilled that it hurt having to cut her off.

“Flor, it’s okay. We don’t have to do any of that,” you grabbed her hands and left a sweet kiss on the back of them. “We can just chill here, order something and watch some films.”

“But it’s your birthday and I wanted—.”

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

Florence stared at you for a minute, trying to read your thoughts. She figured that your mood changed and your birthday were, somehow, related.

“You don’t want to celebrate your birthday, do you?” she quietly asked, as her fingertips transcend small circles on the back of your hand.

“I mean… I just…” you huffed, clearly annoyed at this whole conversation.

“What is it, babe?”

"I just…" you let out the breath you had been holding onto, blinking the tears away that you hadn't even noticed they were about to spill.

Florence kissed your forehead in an attempt of offering you some comfort, she didn't know that your birthday was a sensible topic for you to talk about. She waited, patiently, for you to talk, giving you time to gather yourself up, and letting you know she was right there for you.

"Back then we didn't have enough money, we weren’t poor but we always were short on it. So a birthday party just wasn’t on our plans, but mum always made sure to cook my favourite and I always had a great time,” you smiled at the memory.

“Y/n…”

"I loved those special meals, but deep down it made me sad. All the kids on my block had all these amazing birthday parties and I just had a family dinner like any other day,” you laughed, but there was not a trace of humour in your tone.

“But I’m grateful for everything my parents did for me, I don’t want to sound ungrateful,” you shook your head, emphasising your words.

“You’re not ungrateful, Y/n. You could never be.”

You breathed in, pushing all the messy emotions away, nodding to her words. “So, I don’t need everyone to come over, or you cooking pizza for everyone or karaoke,” you chuckled.

“But… but you deserve it,” she tried.

“It’s okay, Flo,” you pecked her lips, and a second later you yawed. “Well, I’m going to sleep now,” you wrapped yourself in the soft warm blankets. “Don't stay up late, missy. Love you,” was the last thing you said before finally closing your eyes, leaving Florence with her own thoughts.

The only thought on her mind was that you deserved the happiest of birthdays someone could ever have. She decided that it was up to her to give you the birthday party you could never have had as a child. She didn’t blame your parents for such an arrangement in the past, she understood they did their best with what they were capable of. But she was there now, and she was going to make sure to give you everything you deserved, and the least she could do was to throw you the best birthday party she could ever organise.

She smiled to herself as she watched you sleep, a million ideas rushing to her mind, picturing you with a big smile on your face when the day came.

[…]

It wasn’t easy for her, especially with so little time left for your birthday. But she wasn’t going to give up so easily, not when it was about you. Florence had only two weeks to organise the best birthday party you could possibly have.

The date was already set, the same day as your birthday, which was a Friday, so it was perfect. Given the short time, she had no other alternative than to host the party in your shared home, but it was fine, it was just about right for everyone she had planned to invite over.

Raffie, her little sister, helped her out with the digital invitations and they were already sent, every guest confirming their attendance, which brought a smile to Florence’s face. On the invitation Florence —and Raffie— clarified that everyone should be right on time, so they could be all there when you walk in the door after work and surprise you.

The food was the easiest part of it. She gathered Toby, Arabella and Raffie, and the four of them got to work, and in no time they had that problem solved. Pizzas and sandwiches were made, and were ready to be defrosted as soon as Friday came. And lots of different cakes were ordered, one of them wishing you the happiest of birthdays on top.

Now, what was left was convincing you that she wasn’t up to something. Hiding this little secret was a bit hard for Florence, she wanted to come clean to you, she felt terrible about lying to you about your birthday. But she knew deep down that you would love the surprise. So she did her best and kept her mouth shut. And luckily for the both of you, she managed it pretty well. With some help of Raffie, of course.

[…]

Florence was sweating, even though it was cold outside.

She was getting nervous as the time of your arrival came closer. Everyone that was supposed to be present was already there, which was a good thing that gave Florence some comfort. But she was worried about something else.

“What if she doesn’t like it?”

“Flossie—,” Toby tried but her sister cut him off.

“She didn’t want this,” she shook her head in disapproval of herself. “She told me she wanted something simple.”

“Y/n will love this,” Raffie tried to calm her sister.

“She will hate me, she will definitely hate me after this. I shouldn’t have—,” she cut herself as she heard the breaks of your car outside. A second later Billie barked at her, as if confirming you were there.

Her eyes winded as her heart skipped a beat, which Raffie took notice of. “Hey!” she grabbed her sister by the shoulders. “She is going to love this, I swear. Her mum told me, okay? You are good.”

Raffie’s words sinked into her. Florence took a deep breath, nodding to herself and got the last step of her plan in motion.

“Okay, everyone at your place, please. Y/n’s here,” she said as she moved closer to the front door, turning off all the lights on her way. “Don’t say anything until the lights are on, and remember it’s: Surprise, Y/n. Okay?” she heard everyone humming in agreement. “Okay,” she confirmed to herself, getting into her position, straightening her skirt with her sweaty hands.

She felt Billie right next to her, getting ready to surprise you as well. Sensing her owner’s unstillnes, Billie nudged Florence’s leg, with the tip of her nose, trying to comfort her. Florence smiled at her dog in the darkness, taking in one last breath as she heard you unlocking the door.

“Flo—? What the—?” you said, confused, as you opened the door to only find a darkened home.

Your hand went to turn on the light, but Florence beat you to it.

“Surprise, Y/n!” the loud cheering straddled you, but it also brought the biggest smile to your face and tears to the corner of your eyes.

“Happy birthday, baby!” Florence said excitedly, leaving a kiss on your cheek. Some of her anxiety washed away as she watched you smile, her heartbeat finally beating properly.

In a sudden movement, you grabbed her and brought her into you, hugging her tightly, as if not wanting her to slip off from your arms ever.

“I can’t believe you did this whole thing for me,” you whisper into her ear, as your eyes trailed all over the place, taking in all the details.

There were balloons everywhere in the shade of your favourite colour, some shiny fringe backdrops hanging from the ceiling, big shiny balloons in the shape of your new age number, and most importantly, everyone you cared for was there. Florence even succeeded in bringing your grandma. And your heart became even warmer when you saw Florence’s family as well, her parents, her siblings and their partners and, obviously, granzo Pat.

She pulled away from the hug, much to her dismay, and cupped your cheeks with her warm hands. “Of course, I did, silly,” there was so much love in her eyes, that you swear you could have melted right there. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” you smiled at her.

Billie nudged your leg, wanting to get your attention, and she slowly howled to you, which you took as a ‘happy birthday’.

“Why, thank you, missy moo,” you said as she looked up to you and planted a kiss on the top of her head.

“Y/n!” you heard your name being called.

“Go,” Florence pushed you forwards. “Everyone wants to say ‘hi’ to you.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” you smiled at that thought.

Everyone was here for you and only you, you felt like your heart could burst out of your chest from all the happiness you were feeling.

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[itsscromp]

Happy birthday !!!

Birthday present to the one and only @callofdudes who for the past year has made my day every single time, every idea that comes out of your head is pure gold. Much love bestie, Happy birthday !!! Word count:1.9 K

With your birthday coming up fast, Johnny was stuck to decide what to do for a present.

"Come on MacTavish think" He struggled to figure out, He couldn't get you the same present as last time. What would his best friend want then ??

A ding popped on his phone, reminding him that in a couple of days, he'd be heading back home to Scotland for leave... wait yes yes !! that's it !!!. He would bring you along with him to Scotland and introduce you to his family and you would all have an amazing party !!!

So with this now in mind, he booked your ticket and printed it out. Now it was off to find you. You were busy with your paperwork when Johnny came zooming by and knocking on your day frantically like the gremlin he is.

"Y/N Y/N Y/N !!!"

"Ok ok I'm coming Johnny" You chuckled as you opened the door, he was starting to shake with excitement.

"What's gotten you so happy ??" If he had a tail right now it would be wagging so hard.

"Your coming to Scotland with me" He smiled as he handed you your ticket.

You stared at it for a little while. "Are you sure Johnny, I wouldn't want to intrude..."

"Nonsense ya dafty" (fool) "Come on, it'll be an awesome birthday present for you, think of it that way" He smiled.

You looked at the ticket, He was right, You had never been to Scotland before, So maybe it'll be a fun time. "Thank you Johnny" You smiled and hugged him tightly. To which he returned the hug. "I promise y/n your going to have the best damned time of your life"

Soon, the day arrived and Johnny was already dressed and ready to go, To be fact, He never changed into his pyjamas last night, he stayed in the clothes he would wear the morning out of excitement. Rushing to your door and once again, knocking frantically. "Come on, get up, we got a plane to catch" He smiled behind the door.

You were just starting to slowly wake up and get ready. "Johnny we got almost 6 hours before the flight, easy there" You giggled as you then finished getting dressed.

Price dropped you both off at the airport a couple hours later. "Have a good time you two, stay safe" He joked to you two.

"Thanks price" You smiled and waved goodbye to him as you both soon checked in and waited for your flight.

"Oh man, My Ma and Pa are gonna love meeting you" He said to you as you waited at the terminal. "My sisters too"

"I didn't know you had sisters"

"Yeah, two. I was the third and the youngest."

"So how much of me have you told to your family"

"A fair bit"

One of the traditions Johnny does is once a week he would ring his family and check in with them, Johnny went on and on talking about you to his family. How awesome, how badass, just how amazing you were. He could literally talk about you all day and never get bored. Basically, you were a Mactavish now.

The plane began boarding and soon you were off to Glasgow. Landing about a couple hours later, you collected your bags and rented your car. "I booked us an Air BnB to stay just for the night, my parents have an inflatable bed for you when you get there" He smiled as you two walked to the car.

Watching Glasgow pass through your eyes as the car drove on the streets, His parents lived in the smaller villages further out. But it was home to Johnny. Once arriving at the AirBnB, you both crashed for a much-needed nap... yeah... we're ordering delivery. You felt a slight shift in the bed as you woke up from your nap, finding Johnny wrapping his arms around you... He needed his bestie post-flight cuddles. Smiling, you wrapped your arms around him. It was moments like these you cherished with Johnny, Moments with your best friend, your rock. Forgetting all the hardships out in the world, knowing that you were safe and sound with him.

The next day finally rocked around and Johnny couldn't be even more excited than yesterday, even on the car ride to his parents you found his knee bouncing.

"Your excited to see them huh ??"

"Yeah, first time I've seen them in... steamin' Jesus almost 4 years." This only made him even more excited to see them.

"I'm kinda excited to meet them too, They sound like good people"

Soon you both finally arrived at the Mactavish residence, a brick-layered building, almost 80's like... Johnny bursted from the car and knocked frantically on the door, waiting for anyone to open the door so he could squeeze the living daylight's out of them.

And the first person to open the door would be... Mama Mactavish who's eyes went wide seeing her son for the first time in a long time. "JOHNATHON !!!" She shrieked as she lunged at her boy.

"Mama !!" He hugged her so tightly, both crying from pure happiness.

"Oh look at you, You've grown so much !!" She smiled, gently cupping his cheeks. He smiled for a bit and turned to you. "Mama, This is y/n, the one who I've been talking about"

"It's nice to meet you Mrs Mactavish" You said as you walked up to the door, both yours and Johnny's bags in each hand.

"Oh it's so nice to finally meet you y/n, John has told us so so much about you. I'm so happy you kept him company" She smiled. Inviting you both inside, You looked over and found the photo wall, One stood out immediately as you set your eyes on it.

"I always knew you were a leash kid" You snickered.

The photo was of a young Johnny, who was wearing one of those leash backpacks to stop him from running off so far. "Oh he was a little rascal and still is" She giggled as she ruffled his mohawk.

"Maaaaa" Johnny groaned as he fixed his mohawk.

"Now y/n, John told me that you're not usually too fond of spicy food, so I made a separate dish for you if that's ok ??" She smiled to you.

"Oh... thank you, you didn't have to do..."

"Ahh nonsense. Your our guest, your important as much as john is" She reassured you.

"Where's Pa ??" Johnny looked around for his dad, who was nowhere in sight.

"He's out with your sisters, They'll all be back shortly. So come sit, and tell me about all your adventures" She smiled as she made you coffee.

You told her about the missions that you've been on, like Las Almas. Obviously leaving out most of the details. Not to mention the mischief you two would get up too on base. "He hasn't changed one bit hasn't he ??" His mother giggled after your latest story of him.

"Nah, Besides i wouldn't want him to change" You wrapped and arm around him.

"Me neither gul (bud)" Johnny ruffled your head.

Soon they heard slight bickering as the door opened revealing Johnny's sisters. Who rushed in and hugged him tightly.

"Oh my god when did you get in ??" One of them said.

"About an hour ago" He smiled.

"And you still look like the same doofus you are" His other sister teased.

"Ahh ma boy !!!" His dad came in and pulled him into a bear hug. Now you know where Johnny got his physique from. His dad was built like a wrestler. "Good to see you too dad." He smiled.

One of his sisters laid her eyes on you. "Oh, sorry, didn't see you there. Y/n right ??" She smiled and greeted you.

"Yeah that's me" You smiled as you stood up to shake their hands. His dad was the last. "Oh wow, strong grip" You complemented.

"It's the training for the highland games" He stated proudly.

"You participate ??"

"Every year, I'm sure you would like to try it out some day too huh lad ??"

"Don't you have to like toss a tree ??"

"It looks heavier than it seems" He chuckled.

"I remember when we were kids, we used to do out own highland games before we even allowed to participate." Johnny smiled as he spoke up.

"Oh yeah, I remember that" One of his sisters nodded.

"You should've seen it y/n, It was the best, we had our own weight toss, our own stone throw, even we did wrestling too"

"Too which he stole my win" His other sister playfully scolded him.

"I won that victory fair and square"

"That's because you farted in my face" The story making you laugh.

"Not my fault ma gave me pea and ham soup for lunch" He snickered.

The next few days were nothing but amazing, the Mactavish's treated you like one of their own, Mama Mactavish making sure you were well fed and comfortable, His sisters treating you like how they would treat Johnny lovingly and his dad even helped train you for your future participation for the highland games.

"You're doing very well y/n, you'd make a great Scottish warrior" he chuckled and gently pinched your bicep.

"Thanks Mr MacTavish" You smiled and flexed your bicep, to which he did as well, both laughing.

Your birthday finally arrived and the Mactavish's planned a surprise party, So Johnny took you out and explored his hometown for a couple of hours as his family set up.

"Over their, that was the field i used to play soccer on with my team"

"What position were you in ??"

"The goalie"

"Why the goalie ??"

"The coach saw how resilient I was after getting knocked down" He smiled as the memories came back.

"So how are you liking Scotland ??" He turned to you with a bright smile on his face.

You stood there as you started to smile brightly. "Johnny, this has... been the best leave that I have ever had, Your family is fucking awesome"

He gave you bright puppy eyes and hugged you tightly, squeezing the living bejeezus out of you to which you returned it happy.

"Happy birthday y/n... I love you so much caraid" (Buddy)

You didn't say anything, but you responded by squeezing him tighter. Soon he brought you back to the house, to which you found dark and empty.

"Hello ??" Johnny feigned worry as he then flicked the lights on.

"SURPRISE !!" They shouted and popped party poppers, showering you with confetti.

"You guys" You giggled as you dusted off the confetti, Mama Mactavish showering you with kisses on your cheeks. His sisters ruffling your hair as you made your way to the kitchen, Celebrating with cake and a few party games like twister.

"John, right foot yellow" his dad said, you, johnny and his sisters were now literally in a knot.

"Got it" He carefully placed his foot down... after some attempts.

"John your ass in my face !!" His sister called out.

Johnny looked at you and smirked, mouthing "Watch this" Soon he farted on his sister's face, She soon tried to escape, making you all tumble out of the twisted knots. You ended up laughing and playfully punching johnny.

The best birthday ever with your best friend. You couldn't have asked for anything else.

A/n: Happy birthday el, I hope you enjoyed this story, love ya bestie :D

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[ssahotstuff]

Hi! Sorry if it's too soon after my last request but I loved the innocence kink fic and it got me thinking about the complete opposite and how about Hotch with a dumbification kink? I just think he'd love the fact he could render her dumb just by playing with her body

This was so fun to write!

Warnings: oral, fem receiving, unprotected sex, dumbification kink, Aaron calling the reader a ‘slut’ in the most endearing way possible, cursing

Word Count: 1.9 k

Aaron was not blind to the effect he had on you. It caused his heart to beat faster, his head to spin. You had become a permanent fixture in his life nearly a year ago, the two of you living together after only six months. Aaron had asked you to move in when your lease was up, and he hadn't regretted a day of living together. You took care of him in every way, and he was so lucky to have you. He hadn't been looking for anyone, but you'd fallen into his lap at the perfect time, and he was smart enough to know that women like you didn't come around often. He had known you were the one after your first date, and you only confirmed it the more time you spent with him.

You made Aaron a bit cocky. He didn't want to admit it at first, but the way that you acted when things got sexual had boosted his ego in a way he'd never imagined. You made him feel ten feet tall and bulletproof, and he still wasn't sure how you managed to do it.

He'd just brought you home after a night out with his team, and the tension had been high since you left for the evening. Aaron couldn't keep his hands off of you, which you didn't mind one bit, soaking up every bit of the attention like a siphon, and Aaron was happy to give it to you. Aaron had found it so easy to be affectionate with you in public—there wasn't a seconds worth of hesitation when it came to holding you close, or kissing you right in front of everyone. He knew your love was too precious to take for granted, so he wanted to show you nonstop that he was thankful to be around you. You were equally as touchy, which made Aaron secretly giddy. Before you, he'd been so touch starved that it was a shock to the senses to be in your presence. You always wanted to put your hands on him, whether it was in the car or out with friends.

The entire evening, Aaron had been focused on your soft curves, the way your tits sat perfectly in your dress. Every time you spoke, his eyes trained on your luscious lips, the way they wrapped around your straw as your drank. He couldn't wait to get you home to see your mouth in action in other ways. He'd pretty much taken the first available opportunity to leave, and he knew you were thankful for it. You'd wanted him just as bad all night, confirmed by the way you'd snuck off to make out with him shortly after you'd arrived. Now that you were back home, there was no reason to hold back, which is why he'd taken the chance to grab you by the hips as soon as you crossed the threshold into the house, moving your hair out of the way so he could suck hickies onto your neck.

"Been wanting this all night," you murmured, turning around to meet his mouth, fingers laced around his collar, pulling him closer. His brain went white hot as your tongue crept into his mouth, his hands reaching up to cup your tits through your dress. He groaned, ducking down to pepper your chest with kisses as his hands disappeared under your dress.

"Needy for my cock, sweetheart? All I could think about was getting you home," he admitted, your panties swiftly being rolled down your thighs as he helped you step out of them. He left them in the floor, opting to remove your dress next, letting it crumple at your feet. Your bra came soon after, his first instinct to take turns sucking at your nipples; his tongue swirled around them one by one, your skin littered with goosebumps as the heat of his mouth made you shiver.

Your fingers dexterously worked at the buttons of his black dress shirt, something he'd worn on purpose because he knew how much you loved him in black. Once his shirt was out of the way, his T-shirt was next, yanked over his head at record speed. Your hands wandered over his chest as he sucked in a breath, heart still beating rapidly every time you touched him. Within seconds he was scooping you up and carrying you to the bedroom, tossing you onto the bed as if you were weightless so he could finish undressing. His cock was strained against his boxers as he made his way to the bed, yanking your legs apart as he crawled between them.

"Going to fuck you with my mouth since you were such a sweet girl all evening. I know how much you love to come on my tongue," his words ignited something primal within you, something that left your mouth dry and your thighs clenching together before he'd even had a chance to touch you.

"Love it so much," you whined as he licked a stripe up your soaked center, humming in delight as he finally got to taste you. Aaron enjoyed it just as much as you, spending far more than a usual amount of time between your legs—as far as you were concerned, he was an expert, knowing exactly how to make you go wild, and most of the time, he didn't even have to try. It took mere minutes for you to fall silent except for the occasional whimper of his name, Aaron's lips curling into a devious smirk as he looked up at you.

"Nothing to say now that you've gotten what you wanted?" You shook your head, indulging him further when he began to suck furiously at your clit, eliciting a string of profanity from you in response as you saw stars, your orgasm taking Aaron by surprise as his arms wrapped around your thighs to keep you in place. He continued lapping at your dripping core, fueled by desire and the intention to give you more orgasms than you'd ever experienced—he was on a mission, and he wouldn't be moving until he'd succeeded.

They came like clockwork after the sixth orgasm, your legs shaky and unreliable, your body rigid against the mattress. You weren't sure how you hadn't melted into the comforter as relaxed as you were, and Aaron's smile only grew wider every time you came, hastily encouraging you to do it again. With every swipe of his tongue, the slack in your jaw grew wider, your mouth in an ‘o’ shape as you came unglued over and over again. Aaron’s ego was astronomical, his smile nearly uncontainable as he peered up at you through his long, dark lashes. You struggled to remember a time you’d ever seen someone so undoubtedly gorgeous; he was it for you, and you’d realized it a long time ago. Aaron had a way of turning you to putty, you fell apart under the mercy of his touch.

“Dirty fucking girl, making a mess in our bed. Oh, but look at how pretty you look, even when you’ve lost your words,” his lighthearted teasing had you smiling back at him, running your fingers through his hair as he eagerly devoured you—you’d never seen him so focused, so determined to make you unravel. You could barely hold your eyes open, your voice long gone, but Aaron was content despite the ever growing erection in his boxers that he was willingly ignoring, all for you.

After more orgasms than you could keep track of, he was pulling you towards the edge of the bed with haste, licking his perfectly pink lips at the sight of your core glistening for him. This was Aaron’s favorite part—your gentle sigh as he slid into you, the way your eyes closed as he bottomed out in you. Aaron had the ability to bend you at will—when you were in this sort of headspace, you’d do anything he asked. He’d never take advantage, he was too much of a gentleman, but when your eyes went hazy and you fell silent, Aaron knew that you were sunk. You’d told him numerous times that you’d do whatever he wanted, but he hadn’t wanted to push things too far—now he was thoroughly convinced you’d been telling the truth. You were always so ready for him, spreading your legs as quickly as you could so he could slip into you.

Aaron let out a shaky breath as you squeezed him like a vice, your pussy clenching uncontrollably as he stretched you to fill you up. He took his time, watching his cock throb as he pressed into your warm, wet pussy, made just for him; he’d never take a second of you for granted. He was smitten with the way your eyes rolled back, your tongue between your teeth as he started to move. He slammed into you without warning, causing you to let out a pitchy moan that was music to Aaron’s ears. It made him drill into you harder, hooking his arms behind your knees and dragging you closer, his strong arms holding your lower half up so he could find a new, delicious angle to fuck you. The two of you sighed in unison as he found his home in you, your lips swollen and puffy from being between your teeth. Aaron came forward long enough to cup your face lovingly, tilting your chin to look up at him.

“You take me so well, baby. My pretty little cock slut, absolutely ruined now that she’s being fucked,” he growled, his words filled with nothing but love and lust. He loved the stupefying aftermath of how you were a couple of orgasms into the night, your lips pouty as he fucked you into the mattress, fists full of the comforter in your hands to keep you from shouting to the ceiling. He could make love like no other; you’d never need another sexual partner as long as you had Aaron, you’d always be perfectly satisfied.

“Yes, baby. Can’t even think straight,” you managed to sputter, and aaron thought you looked so adorable in that moment that he couldn’t help but to come forward and kiss you, even though you didn’t have the energy to kiss him back properly. He could feel your orgasm coming quickly, the muscles in your legs growing tight as the pressure began to build. Aaron knew he’d cum as soon as you did, unable to hold back as you constricted around his cock, and he was absolutely right— as soon as you reached your high, aaron finished in you with a groan, his own legs shaky and unreliable beneath him as he pulled out of you. His first order of business was to clean you up, and you didn’t bother moving the entire time. You didn’t change locations until he was done, nestling into the pillows with a cute little sigh. Aaron felt the heart eyes forming as your own eyes fluttered shut, you looked absolutely wrecked in the best way possible. Your eyes were glassy, your hair a mess on your head as you patted the bed, encouraging Aaron to join you.

“Come here, sweetheart. You look exhausted. My girl had such a tiring night,” he pulled you into his arms, kissing your forehead as he rubbed your bare back, knowing the repetitive movements would put you to sleep in no time.

“Mhm, you always take such good care of me,” it was true, Aaron went above and beyond to take the most special care of you at all times, but especially after sex. He knew you were too exhausted to eat or else he would’ve already retrieved you a snack, but you’d rather cuddle up next to him and have his body close to yours.

“And I always will,” he promised you, pulling the blanket up around your body so you could get some much needed rest. 

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[twice-inamillion]

A Special Date

Fluff and Smut

Chapter 195

1.9 K words

(Nayeon and OC go on a small date that might lead to an interesting night.)

Nayeon and you are on another date by the Han River. It has been hard to spend some time alone since you have been busy with work and purchasing the plot of land to build the house. 

Nayeon speeds down the bike trail as you try to catch up to her; every time you reach her, she would speed up and laugh, "Haha, come on, slow poke!"

"You'll regret it when I catch up to you!"

"All talk but no action!"

You can see her true self, a goofball, in these moments. You speed up and try to match her speed but in a way in which you keep a good balance so you don't get shaky footage on your GoPro. 

After you finally catch up to her, she stops, "I'm tired; let's rest." She sits on the grass, taking off her backpack and grabbing a bottle of water. "Hmm, wants some?" as she offers you a sip of her drink. 

"Hey, I said some, but you drank half the bottle!" 

"I got tired trying to catch up to you."

"Lies, I know you were pretending," pouting her bunny-like cheeks.

"You look cute with your cheeks," which makes her embarrassed. She tries to hide her face, pretending she doesn't like being called for her cuteness. 

You sit beside her and grab her hand as you watch the sunset over the Han River. "So beautiful."

"Yeah, the sunset is really pretty."

"Oh, that too." 

She realizes what you meant it and punches your shoulder, almost causing you to fall over. "Hey! Watch it."

"You're something else, but I like that about you." 

"What? I couldn't hear you. Sorry, you just said something under your breath." 

"I said, I love you, okay!"

"I love you too, Nayeon." 

"Really?"

"Yes, actually, you were my first crush when I arrived at the company when we were trainees."

"Really? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Well… I wanted to, but I didn't want to ruin our friendship. When I arrived, you were my first friend, and I didn't want to ruin it. Also, you were friendly with all the trainees, so I just assumed you were just being friendly with me too."

"Come on; you should have said something! I was hinting that I liked you."

"No, I didn't notice any hinting, plus so of the other trainees said that you wouldn't date someone younger than you, so that made it even worse."

"Haha, we could have been together by then," says Nayeon as you see her tear up. "We could have been something…" turning her head away from you.

"Nayeon, don't. You know that dating was prohibited for trainees, especially with you; since JYP always considered you one of his favorites, it wouldn't have been possible."

"But we could have made it work" turning towards you as she begins to cry. You wrap your arms around her and hold her as she cries. "There, there, I will always be here for you, so let it all out."

Nayeon crying uncontrollably for a couple, finally settles down; she wipes her tears on the sleeve of her hoodie, "Okay, I think I'm fine."

"Do you want to keep on going or just go back?"

"Let's go back home." You grab her hand and help her stand. The both of you walk the bikes back and load them in the car. You grab her hand as you drive off the parking lot. 

It isn't even five minutes when you hear Nayeon say, "Can we turn around? Please."

"What is it? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah… It's just that my mom just messaged me. I told her I would be in the city and just asked if I could go home and check if everything is okay since she's out of town for a few days."

"To your place then?"

"Please," rubbing her hands together, apologizing for the detour.

"Don't worry about it; since we are stopping at your place, maybe you can cook me a homemade meal."

Nayeon smacks your shoulder, "yah… you should be cooking for me instead since you made me cry."

"Sorry."

"Hahaha. Kidding. Of course, I'll make you something," and you drive to Nayeon's childhood home. 

After a few minutes, you arrive at her house, "Yay, we are here. Come inside with me."

She inserts the code for the door and slowly opens the door, "I'm home!" Nayeon grabs you a set of slippers, and you both walk into the house. You see numerous pictures of her and her family. 

You walk around the living room and stop at a picture of what seems to be Nayeon as a child. "Is this you?"

She comes out of the kitchen and walks towards you. "Haha yeah, that's me."

"You look like a total brat," as you laugh at the picture.

"Hey, I wasn't that bad." 

"I mean, the picture just screams a bratty Nayeon," causing her to pout. "I wasn't a brat, hmph," as Nayeon crosses her arms. 

"Okay, okay. You were a good child. I'm sorry."

"Yeah… that's what I thought," she says with a smirk after tricking you. You then find another picture of her, "Aww, this picture of you is cute," as you hold a picture of her in her nursery school uniform.

Nayeon blushes when she hears that you called her cute. "I bet our babies would look just as cute as you, Nayeon." 

"Stop! You're going to make it go to my head." 

"But it's true. Our babies would be beautiful with your cute looks. Imagine little bunnies running around the house."

Nayeon immediately imagines the baby bunnies between you and her, which makes her turn completely red. She does not want to show you her expression and instead walks to the garden and waters the plants. This makes you smile, knowing that the idea of having babies with you makes her lose her composure.

You keep looking around the house as Nayeon finishes what her mom asked her to do, and when she comes back, she says, "Hey, is it okay if we stay longer? I have to wait for one or two packages that are supposed to arrive."

"Sure, that's fine. How about we get something for dinner?"

"Yeah! That sounds great."

"So… am I going to get a home-cooked meal from my girlfriend?"

Nayeon remembers that you constantly ask her for a home-cooked meal every time she manages to get out of it, but not today. 

"Haha, only if you help me."

"A dinner made by a couple in love does sound romantic."

She smacks you and heads for the fridge, looking at what she can make. After getting the necessary ingredients, Nayeon removes her sweater, ties her hair, and puts on an apron. 

"Wow, you look hot," as you get behind her and wrap your arms. 

"Stop… you're going to make me drop something."

"Haha, just messing with you. Let me help."

No, you said you wanted a home-cooked meal, so that's what you will get, so just sit down and relax. You sit on the couch and look through some childhood pictures of Nayeon as she preps the side dishes and prepares the main course. Once she's done, she takes off her apron and says, "Jagiya, dinner is ready." You head to the dinner table, and she finishes setting the table for the both of you. 

"Looks delicious, can't wait."

"Okay, I tried really hard, so I hope you don't hate it."

"Aww, don't worry. I can tell it already that it is going to be delicious." You pick up the spoon and try the hot soup. It's okay, a bit salty, but still good overall, and try the two meat dishes. "It's good," which immediately puts a smile on Nayeon's face. "Oh really?"

"Yeah, you could tell that you tried your best."

"I did, I wasn't sure if you would like it, but I'm glad it's good." You then grab a perilla, add a slice of meat and some kimchi, "Here, Nayeon, try some." "Ahh…" as she opens her mouth as wide as she can so the food doesn't fall off. She smiles and nods, "Let me feed you now." The both of you enjoy your dinner as you feed each over and enjoy a nice conversation. 

After finishing your dinner, you look at her childhood pictures and point out the ones you find cute, "Look, this one looks cute, a bunny dressing up like a bunny." 

"It was Halloween, and my mom thought it was cute." 

"Little did she know that you were going to look like a cute bunny."

"Haha, I get that a lot now. It's one of my signature features," as she gives you a big smile.

You turn the pages and stop at a certain one, "wow, you look hot here."

"Eww, no! I did not like my hair back then." 

"Come on, besides the hair, I think you would like cute in this." 

She gives you a side eye, "Is this another one of your fetishes?" 

"Haha. Is it obvious?"

"Well, you're practically drooling." 

"No, I'm not. It's just that I would really like to see you wearing this."

"Hmm… I don't even think it fits me anymore."

You sigh, "Dang, too bad. I would have really wanted to see you in it." 

Suddenly the doorbell rings, "Ding! Delivery!"

You place the book on the couch, head to the front door, and look through the small screen on the side of the door. You press the button, "Okay, be right there."

"Jagiya need help?" 

"No, I got it."

You open the door, and the delivery boy asks for a signature. You sign on the small tablet, "Thanks, here are the smallest ones; let me get the other packages."

"Wait, there's more?" 

You end up carrying multiple packages into the house and setting them in a corner by the living room. "Hey, your mom said one or two packages, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, it's not just two; its more like ten."

"Hmm… maybe she got mixed up."

"Okay, I guess. I just put them in the corner is that okay?" as you walk towards the hallway.

"Are you in the bathroom?"

"No, I went to get something in my room. Just wait, okay?"

"Okay."

Instead, you use the restroom and wait for her in the living room. You go on your phone and text Jihyo that you might be coming late. It doesn't take her long to respond and message you a wink emoji, "Hmm."

"Hey, can you help me with something? I can't seem to reach it," says Nayeon from her room. "Okay," and walk towards her bedroom, "I'm coming in, okay."

"The door is unlocked," you open the door, and your mouth immediately drops. 

"What do you think?" Nayeon spins around in her school uniform.

"Fuck, you look hot."

Neyeon smiles and bites her lip, "How about we have some fun" as she sits down, spreading her legs open and giving you a fantastic view.

"No, panties," you say to yourself and walk towards her.

"Hey, close the door!"

"No, one is going to see though."

"Still, close it," and you shut the door.

#twice smut #kpop smut #twice fluff #kpop fluff #twice nayeon #nayeon fluff #nayeon smut #im nayeon #TM smut

[corn-producer69420]

Post Extermination~

Updated version part 1

Lucifer x fem reader

Parts on my blog

1.9 k words

This is my first time writing smut so there will be spelling mistakes and other problems

Tw: sex, mentions of injury & demon lucifer

Lucifer and y/n arrived at the hotel after

the extermination, y/n had gotten slightly injured and was carried by lucifer into the main room "are you going to be okay my sweet?" Lucifer spoke out his voice sweet yet concerned "P...please...can we just go to our room" When she spoke, her words were barely understandable, which only added to his concern.

He looked down at her as if he was still trying to make sense of her condition. He wanted to believe her, that she was fine, but the look in her eyes and her wobbly stature said otherwise.

"Fine... just hold on tight." He replied politely as he picked her up again in an easy carry.* charlie the others stayed silent looking at the both of them as they walked toward their room, once they were inside y/

n sighed *He closed the door behind them, still carrying her. The room was quiet, aside from the muffled voices of the

others on the outside.

He walked forward slowly, still carrying her in his arms. He slowly sat her down on the bed and took a step back to observe her, now more concerned about her

wellbeing.*she tugged on his pants softly* He looked down to see her tugging on his pants, and his eyes widened again. His body was already burning with desire for her, and that was making it even harder for him to concentrate on anything else right

now.

He swallowed hard and leaned down just a bit to keep their faces level.

"Hmm? Do you need something, my

sweet?" *y/n pulled him in a tight embrace and leaned back on the bed so he was on top of her* His body was shaking all over as he was pulled into her hug. He tried to remain in control but couldn't resist the urge to press his body against hers.

Every inch of his skin was burning, aching to be held by her again. The heat was building inside him at an unimaginable rate, until he could not help but hold her even tighter. He knew it was wrong, but every part of him wanted to claim her. He couldn't resist her vulnerability and wanted to protect her. He needed to be the one holding her, making sure that no one can

take her.

It was a selfish need, but he couldn't even care. All he could think about was being with her. *it was too much for him...almost

like she was teasing him....she is in such a vaunrable state, it makes him want to claim her all the more, so only he can hear her soft moans and whimpers* The sensation of her body underneath him, combined with her soft moans she uttered breathlessly, began to get his body moving on its own. It was as if the heat inside of him had a mind of its own, taking control over every movement without his input.

He was losing control, unable to keep himself from going further. His own body was leading him in a direction he didn't want her to think he felt."Lucy...what are you doing~" Her innocent question

seemed to jolt his body back into reality, breaking him out of this primal state. He was immediately overcome with guilt and regret.

He looked into her eyes and could see how tired she still was. He realized he was taking advantage of her almost drunken state, and that was just the worst.

"I...I'm sorry..." He whispered with guilt, slowly moving off her body. "Don't be~" she said grasping his arm from moving "No, I..." He seemed conflicted about this. On one hand, he desperately wanted this and couldn't resist her. On the other, he knew it wasn't right and shouldn't push further.

When she grasped his arm, however, that was all the encouragement he needed to lose his inhibitions.

He pushed himself back on top of her, pressing himself close to her body, not caring anymore about if it was wrong or

not. *she moaned softly* Her soft sounds filled him with an immeasurable sense of pleasure, making his body tremble. His eyes were fixated on her face while the only thing filling his mind was her body.

He looked into her eyes, wanting to see her reaction to him. With the heat building inside of him, his need overpowers him once again, sending him into a state of pure desire."So where's that devil you used to fight adam~" she said suddenly making him seem confused "y/n do you really want to see that?" He looked down and saw her lips slowly move up the bottom of his chin as she spoke. Her voice was very soft and her words came out slightly slurred.

He was so tempted to say yes and show her the true extent of his power, but it would be a bit risky for her to see him in

that state."Oh yess~ I didn't wanna say anything...but it makes me wet just seeing you like that" she said leaning and whispering in his ear as he shuddered at the feeling of her breath on his ear, sending chills down his spine. Her words sent a jolt of heat down his body and he could not help but let out a deep growl, leaning his head down slightly to make his presence even more intimate. *he switched into his demon form and looked down anxiously to see her reaction. The sudden change took her by surprise. She was still a bit disoriented from the medicine so her eyes took a moment to adjust to his new form. But as soon as they did, she was overwhelmed with a mixture of fear, wonder, and arousal. She found it both terrifying and thrilling to be so close to him, while looking him directly in the eyes and seeing every detail of his new

appearance.

Her eyes shifted between staring up at him. and away, completely torn between curiosity and fear.*she then smiled and pulled him into a passionate kiss*When her lips met with his, every other thought was pushed away. He was so consumed with the intense feeling of her body and her kiss, and he gave into his desire and embraced her fully. His hands gripped hold of the sides of her body tightly, and he kissed her back with feverish passion. She moaned into his mouth and the sound of her moan pushed him over the edge, and his body was shaking with anticipation. He desperately sought for more of her mouth, her taste, her presence. His body quivered with each moan, each shiver of her body.*his forked tounge explored her

mouth finding the back of the of her throat

only to discover she doesn't have a gag reflex*. The realization that she doesn't have a gag reflex surprised him, but it was a welcome one. He smiled slightly into the kiss as he ran his forked tongue against the soft flesh inside her mouth. This discovery was only adding to the heat burning within him. He was feeling everything he felt before, only now with this newfound knowledge.*she smiled blushing heavy as they pulled away* He finally pulled back as well, breathing heavily and shaking from the intense sensation of their kiss. He was still holding her tightly in his arms, trying to get grounded again, but he couldn't stop grinning widely. The feeling of her lips against his was still sending shivers of pleasure throughout his body.

He smiled softly as he finally spoke. "Did

you like that...? Hmm? A little demon tongue?" He paused looking at her beneath him "Oh I loved it~" y/n smiled pulling him in by his collar and unbuttoning his shirt. His eyes widened in surprise when she pulled him back into a position of control. When he realized she was unbuttoning his shirt, his heart was sent racing once again. It was as though he was back where he started, completely dominated by her every touch.*she tossed his shirt aside, caressing his chest with her right hand as her left hand unbuttoned her own shirt and

tossed it asside *His mouth went dry when he saw her unbuttoning her own shirt. The sight of her was enough to push him into a primal state. His hands instinctively gripped her hips tightly, holding her firmly against him. His breaths were getting deeper as her touches left him utterly breathless.*She slipped a hand between

them and unbuckled her bra revealing her bare chest *His body reacted instantly to the sudden exposure of her bare chest. The sight of her made his breath catch in his throat and his eyes grew wide. She was just stunning, and every little ounce of her made his desire rise even higher.*she lifted up her skirt and sliding her shorts and underwear off* His gaze shifted again when he saw her lifting up her skirt. When he saw what she was doing, it was like his body was taken over by desire once again. His hands began sliding up her thighs as he began getting more and more

impatient. "Shhh~ wait" she chuckled as he began to quickly remove his pants and boxers. The sound of her laughter sent a jolt of excitement through his body. He started to slow down and relax to let her take control of the situation again.

"Yes, darling..." He whispered, unable to control just how much her voice affected him. *she pushed him aside and got on top of him* His body instantly reacted to her as soon as she pushed him away and took control. He let out a deep groan when she got on top of him, her breasts bouncing in the air with every movement.*she smiled moving his hands up to her chest* His fingers curled around the side of her breasts and his eyes remained fixated on her. Her soft flesh felt so good, especially how warm it was. He felt a spark of electricity run through his body when he touched her, making him want to grip them harder; but at the same time, he was also afraid of hurting her in his lustful

state.*she leaned in and kissed him on the neck, trailing her hands down lower and lower* His neck was one of the most sensitive parts of his body, and he could

hardly breathe as she kissed him on the neck. Her hands started trailing down lower and lower, which only made the heat within him rise higher. Every kiss, touch, and moan was pushing him closer to the edge. His eyes closed as her tongue began to explore his mouth, as her hands began slowly creeping downward. Now that she wasn't controlling the situation, his hands began to slide down her body as well. His lips were moving with hers as his tongue explored every inch of her mouth. She smiled, caressing the back of his head softly as she slid his length inside of her. They both moaned loudly as she bounced up and down, his cock reaching her g-spot as his fingers trailed around her clit* "nngnnmm" she mumbled in a pained noise as his fingers rapidly slid across her clit making her body tremble in pain from over stimulation, lucifer was lost in a craze

as he pushed her down gaining the upper hand and sliding her legs over his

shoulders before fucking her relentlessly, her screams and moans echoed through the halls as she cummed but lucifer

couldn't...wouldn't stop, he ran his cock over her moist clit before sliding it back into her, pushing in and out hard and fast as she started to plead and beg for him to stop "I...Lucy.. p..mnngghplease" she stuttered grasping the bed as she cummed for a third time, lucifer grasped her hips bringing them forward before thrusting again into her harder than the last time. She let out a struggled gasp and she looked up at him “p…please” she stuttered as lucifer cupped her face with his hand, nuzzling into her chest “okay” he smiled warmly as he pulled his cock out of her abused cunt as he smiled at her “sorry…got a bit carried away~” he cooed as he pet her head. She looked at him with a soft expression ‘That's ok…i know how you get” she stuttered as she caressed the back of his head for a while. She looked back down at him once more only to find him asleep on her lap, nuzzled against her chest, She smiled looking down at Lucifer's now vulnerable state as his chest rose and fell synchronised with her own breaths. y/n’s eyes started to drift closed until the both of them were asleep in eachothers arms.

In the morning y/n started to drift awake, pleased with herself that she woke up first and was able to look down at lucifers calm, vulnerable and adorable state first thing in the morning

#smut #lucifer x reader #lucifer x female reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel smut #Post Extermination~

[joonberriess]

⊹₊ ⋆ “put your ass in my face 'til I get pink eye, fuck you anywhere, I'm that type guy,”

TAGS — face riding, pussy-eating, jk’s whipped asf, he’s whiny too, creampies, cum-eating/feeding, slight dirty talk, unprotected sex, reader is cute but she’s NASTY, lowkey subby!jk

WORD COUNT — 1.9 k

One thing Jungkook loved about you was the way you teased him–made him beg for it and had him on his knees for your pussy. He’d die for just a little taste..just a tiny one, he wanted to slobber all over it till the drool was running down his chin and his face was smeared in your slick. His poor cock stirs just thinking about having you on his tongue all over again.

“Good morning.” You cheerfully smile, “Thought I’d make some breakfast before we leave.” You turn to lean back against the counter, the very sight of you has his mouth running dry as he takes you in. You’re wearing nothing but his black oversized shirt that ends above your thighs, underneath he can see your pretty panties you had surprised him with yesterday when you came over, and the rest of you is laid out bare for him.

Jungkook licks his lips and saunters over, “Not hungry–for food at least.” He eyes you up and down as he crowds you up against the counter, “Fuck, you look so good.” He whispers under his breath dropping his hands down underneath his shirt, his big hands cup both cheeks and give them a hard squeeze. “You should walk around my house like this more.” He chuckles.

“Yeah?” You softly purr as you wound your arms around his neck, “You like it when I wear your clothes?” Your eyes fall down to his lips, “I like them too, but I think I look better with nothing on.” You bite your lip with a soft giggle, watching as his eyes darken, “Don’t you think so?”

Jungkook groans under his breath and presses his lips to yours messily, “Fuck yes,” he whispers fiercely as he continues kissing you, “you’re a fuckin’ dream.” The noises his lips make when he smacks them against yours fill up the otherwise quiet kitchen. Jungkook’s moaning softly against your lips and his hands are greedily grabbing anywhere and everywhere.

You softly sigh into his mouth and lean back with him following, not wanting to separate from the heated kiss. When you began running out of air you swiftly pulled back and stared up at him with glossed over eyes. “The food is gonna get cold,” you murmur, “don’t want it to go to waste.”

Jungkook grumbles, “No, baby–c’mon,” he tries to reel you back in after you start side-stepping to get out from between him and the counter, “don’t want food, just want your little pussy..” He trails off as he corners you once again, “You feel that? How crazy you’re driving me?” He brings your hand down over his boxers, pushing his hard cock up against your soft hand.

You nearly drool when you feel the thick outline of his cock, and there’s a damp spot that has you internally whining. “And how do you want me?”

“Anyway, just wanna eat your pussy out baby.” Jungkook paws at your panties and tries to get you to take them off but you stop him, “Baby.” He whines again and steps back when you motion for him to move. He eyes you questioningly, watching with a pouty gaze as you slowly lift the hem of his shirt. “Oh fuck.” He whispers under his breath.

You smile teasingly at him and hook your fingers under the waistband of your panties, tugging them down slowly. He licks his lips hungrily and waits patiently, “C’mere love,” you curl your finger at him, “ah-ah, on your knees for me Jungkookie.” You purr.

Jungkook stumbles over eagerly, falling before you on his knees as he looks up at you waiting. “You’ll do anything I want?” You tilt your head.

“Anything.” He nods eagerly with his throat bobbing as he swallows harshly.

You slowly hook your leg over his shoulder and bring him closer, pussy hovering right over his lips. Jungkook licks his lips and turns his eyes up to you, as if he were asking for permission. “Go on, make me cum Jungkookie, you can have it baby.” You bite your lip. He immediately dives in and runs his tongue over your soft slicked up folds.

Jungkook’s eyes flutter shut and you watch a subtle shudder go through his body, like he’s getting pleasure from just eating you out alone. His hand comes up to pull you in by your ass cheeks and your pussy rubs over his face. His tongue slips past your folds and he circles it around your clit, moaning against your pussy. The vibrations have you whining quietly under your breath.

“Fuck.” You whisper under your breath.

Jungkook busies himself with sucking on your clit, licking at your inner folds, and letting his tongue prod at your slicked up hole. He pulls back to pant softly against your pussy, his eyes are glossed over and filled with dark desires. You guide him by the back of his head to your pussy, “Feels so good..” You whisper and feed your cunt to him, you let your hips roll forward slowly as you smother his face with your pussy.

He groans lowly and tilts his head up, “Need more,” he pants softly, “ ‘s not enough, need your pussy ‘round my cock. Gonna fuck you so good till you’re shaking baby.” He puts his hot mouth over your cunt once more and sucks harshly on your sensitive little bud.

“Oh,” you shudder and tilt your head back, “like that.” You shakily grind against his mouth and dig your fingernails into his scalp, “So good baby, you’re gonna make me cum.” You whine, “Bet you’re gonna fuck me so good, fill me till I’m dripping with your cum,” you purr out.

Jungkook’s moans mix with soft slupring noises, he digs his fingers into your soft cheeks and desperately chases after you when your hips move even the slightest bit away from his mouth. Your pussy throbs and a sharp wave of pleasure rolls over you as you cum on his tongue. He doesn’t let up on your poor throbbing clit, licking and sucking over it while you ride out the rest of your orgasm.

“Fuck that’s enough baby.” You whine quietly and push at his head, “C’mon, you said you’d fuck me good.”

Jungkook pulls back, panting heavily as he looks up at you with those doe eyes, “ ‘m gonna fuck you so good,” he replies as he slowly rises to his towering height, looking down as he pins you up against the counter once more.

You bite your lip eagerly and slip your hand into his sweats, happy to find that he forgoed wearing anything underneath. His cock throbs, it’s hot and sits heavy against your soft palm. You stroke him slowly, running your hand over every inch and vein that sits on his hard shaft. Jungkook moans low and kicks his hips into your hand, “Baby–let me have it,” he begs softly, “need your pussy around me cock.”

“Yeah? And if I said only the tip?” You grin when he whines, “What’s the matter baby? Thought you wanted my pussy ‘round your cock.”

Jungkook bites on his piercing and paws at your soft hips, “Please baby, you know what I’m gonna say.” He whispers as he licks his lips, “So let me have it, yeah?” He crowds you.

You bite your lip and nod, hiking your leg up around his waist and tugging his cock out of his sweats, letting the waistband sit below his swollen balls. You align the tip with your pussy, pressing the weeping head over your cunt and against your clit. He sighs softly and nudges forward, letting his cock slip right between your fat folds with a low squelch.

“More baby.” He groans and continues sliding his cock up against your messy pussy over and over again.

The glide is smooth, your slick coats his cock and makes it messy. His cockhead prods at your clit over and over again sending sharp jabs of pleasure down your spine. You guide his cock to your hole and whine quietly as he stuffs you full of him, letting it push past and slip right in where he belongs. It has your back arching in pleasure as he fills you up so perfectly.

“Oh fuck.” Jungkook moans out as he sets his hands on either side of you on the counter, caging you in so you don’t go running off anywhere. “Pussy so tight ‘round me, got you creaming all over me like a messy little slut. Gonna make you clean it with your mouth baby.” He pants hotly against your ear as he pumps his cock in and out of you.

Your mouth falls open and a shaky breath escapes you, you feel so full you’re rendered speechless from how good the pressure feels. Your leg that’s wrapped around his waist tightens, you roll your hips to meet his as the two of you fuck up into eachother desperately.

You claw at his shoulders and moan high and breathy, “Right there Kook, fucking me so good.” You whimper out.

Jungkook fucks into you harder, his knuckles turn white from how tight he’s gripping the counter. The sounds of his hips meeting your plush ass fill the entire kitchen, slick dribbles down his cock and stains his sweats and balls. The noises your pussy makes only fuels his desire for you, slamming home into your cunt over and over again.

“Right there baby? You’re gonna cum for me again?” He breathes out and turns his head to bury his face in your neck. “Yeah?” He whispers when he feels your pussy tighten around him, “Go on baby, cum on this cock.” He grins softly.

You moan loudly and throw your head back as your hips buck wildly against his own, “Kook..!” You gasp, your pussy flutters around his cock. Jungkook in response speeds up and hoists you up against him, his cock pushes right up against your g-spot and that’s your undoing.

“Fuck.” You sob out while coming around his cock.

Jungkook fucks into you a couple more times, shuddering when he feels your hand drop down to wrap around his balls and fondle them while he fucks you. “Shit.” He whispers and lets his eyes fall closed, his hips roll slowly until he cums, filling your slicked up pussy to the brim.

“I feel gross now.” You mumble out, reaching down between the two of you to swipe up some of his cum, bringing your finger up to your lips and sucking.

Jungkook shudders at the sight and gets an idea, “Can I..?” He asks softly as he slowly slips out of your messy cunt with a lewd squelch. You give him a cheeky smile and nod, leaning back against the counter and spreading your thighs apart for him. He falls to his knees and laps up the mess between your sticky folds, you sigh in relief when his tongue runs over your clit in a soothing manner.

When Jungkook finishes he comes up and you bring him down for a kiss, moaning into his mouth as you slip your tongue into his mouth. The taste of him and you definitely has you weak in the knees, and you know he feels the same way. “Breakfast?” You ask softly.

Jungkook licks his lips, “No thanks,” he smacks your ass as he passes by, “just had some.” He grins whistling softly.

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[scarlettjohanssons-mistress]

idk if requests are open but i was wondering if you could do a fanfic about lady lesso having a secret family

Family

Warnings: PURE fluff

Word count: 1.9 K

Pairing: Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Leonora deserves a little love.

Requests: OPEN

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It was known that evil could never have a happy ending.

At least, that is what has been taught for centuries and centuries, from generation to generation. It was unheard of to think that some villain, from any story, would return to a nice cabin with his family, after trying to poison a princess.

Any 'Ever' student could have that same thought about anyone belonging to the 'Never' school, incapable of love. And if the name of the dean of evil slipped into the conversation, the answer was an obvious and resounding NO.

While any human being with two eyes and a few centimeters of a brain could confirm that Lady Lesso is an extremely beautiful woman, they could also classify her as someone 'terrifying'; considering anyone brave who could spend more than five minutes with her, without being scared.

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The weekend was slowly approaching, which made the redheaded woman extremely excited. She was already sick of her incompetent students, of Dovey's constant complaining, of the thousands upon thousands of papers waiting in her office to be reviewed, causing excruciating headaches.

Everything about to end…

Until Emma reached her office, opening the door a little and sticking her head out.

"Leonora?"

"What do you want?" the woman asked without taking her eyes off the exam in front of her. Anastasia, an incompetent who would fail her class for the second time.

“Clarissa requested your presence at the meeting”

The dean's eyes rolled wearily, making her disappointment known.

"Really? Why do you need my presence with… 30 minutes to go before the end of school hours?"

"I don't know, she didn't give me an explanation…"

Before Emma could begin to ramble, Lesso abruptly stood up from her chair and began to pace, hitting the ground next to Emma with her cane, causing the smaller woman to jump.

Quickly, Leonora walked to the room where the meeting was taking place, opening the doors violently, making her arrival known.

"Oh, Lesso," Dovey interrupted, "it's good that you're here."

Leonora didn't even deign to answer, she simply sat in her usual chair and with the help of her magic, materialized a notebook, to scribble and avoid getting bored.

It took her a few minutes to realize that she had brought into the meeting room the notebook she used for her most private matters. Full of vibrant colors and children's drawings.

With a quick movement, and with the eyes of some of her colleagues glued to the notebook, Leonora opened it, hiding the cover and beginning to draw, not listening to Dovey's chatter.

The meeting lasted forever, almost 3 hours after their usual time to leave; but when Dovey finally called the meeting to a close, Leonora was among the first to rise from her seat, until Dovey's voice reached her ears.

"Actually, Lesso, I need to talk to you."

With a great grunt, Leonora watched as her companions left the room, to be left alone with Dovey.

"What do you want?" asked Leonora tiredly

"Relax, I don't want to entertain you" Dovey turned her back on the redhead to take a small basket full of sweets and baked goods "I remembered that last week was Y/N's birthday, so I thought I'd give she her favorite desserts"

The basket reached Leonora's hands, who awkwardly gave a grimace, which she tried to pass off as a smile.

"Thanks suppose. I'll give it to her"

"All right. So… see you on Monday”

"See you on Monday" and just as the redhead walked back to the exit, Dovey's voice interrupted her again.

"By the way, tell Rose she did a good job." The brunette pointed at Leonora's notebook with her eyes, drawing a grunt from the redhead.

"Whatever"

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When Leonora had finally reached her house, she was surprised to find all the lights on; Normally, when she arrived at this time, the only light that was on was the one in the living room, where Y/N was reading a book.

Wearily she opened the door and stepped inside, letting the homey warmth and the smell of the oven reach her face.

The redhead didn't even have to make her arrival home known, to hear those little footsteps on the wood.

"Mom!"

Little Rose ran down the stairs, laughing, until she reached the open arms of the redhead, who quickly picked her up, thanking everyone for how small the girl was.

"Hello little monster"

From the back of the kitchen, the Dean's green eyes collided with Y/N's, causing the latter to show a beautiful smile, seeing the two girls together.

"You're late" Y/N joked

"Go to your room, beast, mommy and I have to talk"

The little girl quickly climbed back up, making the redheaded woman walk until her back was to her wife and hugging her hips.

“Blame it on Dovey” Y/N laughed as she took the food out of the oven “I'm serious Y/N, if I hear another 'Ever' complain again, I'm going to have to cut my ears off.”

“Relax, the good thing is that you are home now, and dinner is ready. Go call Rose, and set the table."

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Dinner was one of Leonora's favorite moments. The feeling of warmth, the delicious food, Y/N's voice along with Rose's giggles and games made her cold heart feel what the warmth of a true home is.

“Today I saw my friend Erick”

Until that wretch's name left Rose's little lips.

The story was very long and very exhausting to tell, but to summarize. Y/N had graduated as a great 'Ever', giving her first kiss to a handsome and gallant prince named Erick. As a good 'Ever', it only took her a few months to commit to the man. But when the man found out that a baby was on the way, he didn't hesitate for a second to abandon the woman with the baby.

Leonora met her almost two years later, while she was on an emergency trip through a town near the school.

She doesn't even remember what made her fall: Y/N's shy look or little baby Rose's babbling.

How had the jerk come to contact his women? Leonora had no idea, but she tried not to get into the subject. She just enjoyed the little girl.

"Really? And did you have a good time?" asked the redhead, seeing how everyone finished dinner, so she got up and took the dishes to wash them.

"Yes. But… I missed you, mom. I like hanging out with him, but I miss when you and I go out to play."

Yes, Leonora could confirm that Rose was one of the few people who could make her believe that she still has a heart.

"Oh honey" Y/N interrupted her by kissing the girl's head "the good thing is that mom is going on vacation, and they can go out to the field every day, to play"

"Don't forget Lily" commented the redhead causing both women to laugh

"Sure, let's not forget Lily"

The baby's cry began to sound, warning that he had woken up.

“Talking about the queen of Rome”

"Come Rose, let's go for her"

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"Are you ready to sleep?" Leonora asked as she tucked in the little girl, who was already beginning to yawn and rub her eyes.

"Yep"

"You stayed up very late today, little naughty" the redhead stroked her hair, trying to make her fall asleep even faster.

"I told mommy I wanted to wait for you"

"I know baby, thanks for waiting for me" the older woman planted a kiss on the girl's forehead.

"I love you so much mom"

"I love you too"

"Tell Lily and Mommy I love them too."

"They love you too, monster"

The girl quickly fell asleep, for which Leonora got up leaving the room, closing the door, to enter her own room, finding her wife and the little baby playing on the bed.

"You don't seem like she want to fall asleep anytime soon, do you?"

"She just wanted to see her mom"

Small emerald eyes met those of the taller woman, eliciting little squeals from the baby.

"Hello, little fairy"

Admitting that little Lily had come into this world thanks to Dovey's kindness and care (and magic), it was very difficult for the redhead to show her gratitude, so she decided that calling the baby 'fairy' was more than enough.

Out of the corner of her eye, the redhead could see how her wife was beginning to yawn, already very tired, and apparently, baby Lily had enough energy to keep her awake for a few more hours.

"My love, go to sleep, I'll take care of Lily" the woman murmured as she snatched the girl from her arms.

"No, I can…"

Leonora interrupted her wife's protests by planting a kiss on her lips and on her nose.

"Honey, you've already done a lot here, let me take care of my girls."

The woman soon fell asleep, so it was Leonora's job to play with the little girl to tire her out.

"Hey, beast, you have to shut your mouth, you're going to wake up mommy and your little sister"

The girl ignored it and tried again to stick her finger in her mother's nose, while she burst out laughing.

As much as she wanted to deny it, her heart vibrated every time she heard her youngest daughter's little laughs, as well as her oldest daughter's voice, and without a doubt, Y/N's kisses only put the garland on the cake.

Some time later, the baby was finally able to fall asleep, so the redhead quickly tucked the girl into her little crib and lay down on her own bed, but in the process, she woke up Y/N.

"Hmm, are the girls asleep yet?"

"Yes, sorry for waking you up"

"Don't worry, let's go to sleep"

A silence settled in the room, but still, Y/N could tell that her wife wasn't asleep.

"Leo, what's up?"

"Do you think… that they hate me?"

"What?"

"Girls, do you think they'll hate me when they find out I'm the dean of evil?"

Y/N got up so he could look at her wife's glassy eyes.

“My love, of course they won't hate you, you're their mother” Y/N began to caress Leonora's face, to keep her eyes from leaving her “You're their favorite person in the world, they love you. We love you, we know that you are not a bad woman. Even if you don't believe it yourself, we know you have a heart; that you feel, that you deserve affection, love. Nobody is completely good or bad, you are not black, nor am I white, we are both gray scales, and they will be able to see that "

The redhead gave her wife a smile and a kiss on the chin

"You know, I'm starting to think that I married you because you always know what to say."

Y/N started laughing as she planted kisses all over her wife's face.

"Admit it, you married me because you love me"

Both women lay back down, ready to go to sleep. Leonora embracing her wife's body from behind, planting kisses on the woman's bare shoulders.

"I love them, so much" confessed the redhead already half asleep

“Your family loves you twice as much”

Because it was known that evil could never have a happy ending.

But, no one is completely good, nor completely bad, and despite that, we all deserve a little love.

Leonora deserves a little love.

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[bloofinntoona]

Dear Sebastian

Word Count: 1.9 k

Themes: fluff, hurt/comfort, a little angst, sebastian sallowxf!reader

Summary: every summer, you and sebastian write letters to each other.

Summer of Year Five

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Dear Sebastian,

I do hope you are faring well. To be quite honest, I was worried about you. I know the situation is not easy right now, but I believe that things will slowly get better.

The professors had me stay in Hogwarts for another week after the term ended. Headmaster Black was dumbfounded that such repository existed just under the school. My, I wished you’ve seen how stressed that made Gladwin Moon. He forgot about the Demiguise monkeys, and now he keen on learning more about the secrets of ancient magic. They decided to keep this a secret from the ministry. I think it’s for the best. I also promised Professor Fig that I would keep it locked inside.

My father asked me to stay in London during the summer holiday – he said not having me around these past months was rather odd. I’d say it was because nobody helped him prepare his supper after work. Sleeping in my own bedroom felt empty after being with friends at Hogwarts. I missed the shenanigans that I witness at school, and I do miss going on adventures with you.

I would love to hear back from you.

All the best,

[Y/N]

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Dear [Y/N],

I’m doing better, thank you for checking in on me.

Apparently, the people at Feldcroft told me that Anne decided to stay at St. Mungos. At least I know that she is cared for and safe. I still hope that there is a cure, and I will keep trying no matter what. The house never felt this vacant, even after my parents passed, I still had Anne by my side. Thankfully, one of my neighbours took pity and let me stay with them. If I help them with chores, of course. Better than empty house and cold nights, I suppose.

I can’t lie but I kept having nightmares about the cave. I kept seeing my uncle’s body on the ground again and again. Even worse, I saw the horror on everyone’s face after. I can’t seem to shake it off my head.

Thank you again for writing. I haven’t talked to Ominis again. I might have severed whatever bond we have left.

I wished I could visit London.

Best regards,

S.S

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Dear Sebastian,

I’m sorry to hear about your nightmares. I too kept replaying my fight with Ranrok in my head, and just how I wasn’t able to save the Professor that I look up to. Before I left, the professors gave me several bottle of Dreamless Sleep potion. I’m sharing a few bottles for you.

You would love London. I will take you to all of the bookstores here. I visited my favourite, just in front of the River Thames. That being said, I picked up a Herbology book for you. I remember you brought Shrivelfig Fruit to Anne that one time, maybe this book would help you learn more about other types of plants out there. I hope the owl delivers the package to you in one piece.

I also just received my O.W.Ls grade, and I scored an E. Not bad for a new student, eh? I had a hard time remembering all the charms, which means I really need to lay off from using my ancient magic. I rely too much on my power.

I sent a letter to Ominis as well. He also wished the sixth year can come sooner. The Gaunts House sounds dreadful. Oh, he visited Anne as well. He said she is doing better. She has you in her thoughts, but I told Ominis that you were taken care of, and she should focus on recovering.

Best,

[Y/N]

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Dear [Y/N],

You are far too kind. I don’t know how I could repay you. It brings me ease to hear about Anne and Ominis. It does give me a glimmer of hope that I can reconcile with them, in due time. The potion works wonders. I was finally able to have a decent sleep after months.

I have read the book. I can’t believe there are no sentient plants in the muggle world. How do they fight off their foes? I don’t understand. I might try to make some of the remedies written here and give them to Anne when I get to see her.

My O.W.Ls are not as great as I hopped. I passed, but the whole ordeal took the toll on me. Professor Weasley sent me a note that she is ‘disappointed’ because I’m a ‘bright student’. But worry not, I shall do better at my N.E.W.Ts.

By any chance you write to Ominis again, please tell him that I missed having him around. And I wished that we can talk again if he is ready.

Although I have to do this sodding farm work everyday, I was surprised to see the plentiful yield we got this year. I’ve sent you back some Dittany Leaves I personally planted myself – hope it helped you brew more Wiggenweld potions for your adventures.

I’ll see you soon at Hogwarts,

S.S

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Summer of Year Six

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Dear [Y/N],

What a school year it has been! If I may, I shall start this letter by saying thank you for being there for me. I don’t know what I would do without you. I hope your trip with Poppy to her grandmother is going smoothly, please do write back whenever you can.

I wanted to let you know that Anne wished to spend time with me this summer. I am overjoyed, packed my bags in a jiffy and went straight to St. Mungo’s. Anne never looked better, she said that the wizards who work there were able to create a spell that let her supress the pain. It still comes in bouts, but it wasn’t as painful as it was. She decided not to continue her studies in Hogwarts though, so I plan on sneaking more books, perhaps from the restricted section, to her when we are back.

I hope the injury that you sustained after your first Quidditch match is better. That daft Leander, knocking you from your broom just because he couldn’t keep his eyes away from you. I bet you ten galleons he has a crush on you. You should keep an eye out if he gives you anything edible, I’m sure they will be laced with Amortentia.

I look forward to hearing about your adventures.

Warmly,

S.S.

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Dear Sebastian,

What a year indeed. My arm is far better right now. And Leander got his punishment already from having his house score deducted. I think the hatred from Gryffindor students are enough. I shall keep note of not taking any edible presents from him.

Poppy and her grandmother are very pleasant hosts. I think I ate my lifetime worth of pumpkin pasties. I wished I can send you some, but the owl will surely eat them before they get to you. They took me to a Hippogriff den that she just discovered near the coast. You should see how adorable Hippogriff babies are, I just wanted to hug them all! Her grandmother graciously taught me how to approach magical beasts better, not just by floating them mid-air and stuff them in my bag. And guess what? I saw a black Hippogriff, just the one you said you’d like to fly on one day. Here’s a feather for proof.

I’m glad to hear that you can spend some time with Anne. Please tell her that I hope she is feeling better, and I do wish I can meet her again.

I am a bit worried about my N.E.W.Ts studies though, kept having dreams about failing it. I didn’t realize just how much I have to catch up again.

Thinking of you,

[Y/N]

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Dear [Y/N],

Such majestic feather – if I was there, I swear I will jump on its back and fly around the hills. Maybe I can have you flying next to me? I would love to fly around the highlands with you. I can show you this small forest that my parents used to take me. We would harvest many unique magical plants that you can’t find anywhere else.

If you’d like, I would love to help you study. We always have the Undercroft for ourselves and the Room of Requirements too, if Deek isn’t there to talk about the potions you’ve brewed. Call me your own personal tutor.

The big news that I have, is that Ominis finally went to visit Anne and I. As you knew, Ominis and I were able to chat and even joke around now. I told him that the was he looked gaunt after spending time with his family, and he didn’t appreciate that one bit. Anne seems happy to have him around. Frankly, I find it weird if Ominis has romantic feelings to my sister, but deep down I know he will truly cherish her. For that, I shall not intrude. Now it felt like things were back before the curse, but I wished you are here to join our little trio.

I don’t know if you have visited the hospital, but there are little shops just next to it. I saw this dragonfly brooch and thought of you – apparently the shop keeper said it meant happiness and new beginnings. How fitting. Hope you like it.

Yours,

S.S

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Dear Sebastian,

The brooch is beautiful, I immediately pin it on my jacket and wore it to an outing with Poppy and her grandmother. We had delicious dinner and butterbeer. They teased me for smiling whenever I look at it, but I am glad to have a piece of you wherever I go.

I can’t believe you had the gall to make fun of Ominis. Even I found that joke terrible, you egg. I’m happy to see you happy, Sebastian. And I shall take you on that offer to study together, Merlin knows I need it.

I shall travel back to Hogwarts with Poppy just few days before school starts. Looks like they just built a new train station and I’m able to be one of the first passengers – how lucky am I! Before we have to pack up, her grandmother took us to see Thestrals. I am sticking to my opinion that these are beautiful creatures, and misunderstood. I managed to feed and even pet them, they are such gentle creatures.

Everyday I hoped I can share these experiences with you. I cannot wait to see you again very soon.

All yours,

[Y/N]

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Summer of Year Seven

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My Dearest [Y/N],

Words cannot describe how much miss you. I'm writing to you back at my home in Feldcroft. The house is still empty, but I’m holding on to the memories that we made during the years in Hogwarts. I can’t believe it took me all this time to finally confess that I am utterly in love with you.

I know that you will do well in your future endeavours. All of your hard work in classes will be fruitful, especially since you achieved an amazing score at N.E.W.Ts – might I add that I contributed as your personal tutor? The ministry will be lucky to have you as an AUROR. I thought about doing the same, but looks like I can’t shake the thought of embarking the same journey as my parents to become a professor. Who knows, maybe I can actually find a cure for Anne in the future. Just promise me that you will be safe, as I don’t know what I will do if I lose you.

Nobody stood closer to me when I was in distress. Even when Anne and Ominis pushed me away, you believed in me. You made me realize that I can live a better life, and I will continue to do so. For you. With this letter, I vow to be a better man for you, a man that can stand next to you and you can depend on.

I’m glad you came to Hogwarts.

Forever and always,

S.S

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A/N: Aaaaah sorry for not updating as much these days! I'm having a writer's block especially thinking about the sequel to 'cross your heart'. But I appreciate all the support i get everyday <3

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[vamp1reb0yslut]

kinktober- day two

contents. top! male reader, trans! male reader, dom/sub undertones, or just straight up overtones, pegging, dacryphilia, long-distance relationship, aftercare, no/little prep, sadism, praise, reader is referred to as 'sir' a couple times, begging

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w.c. 1.9 k

cw/tw. some mentions of blood.

Pain, as defined by most medical researchers and doctors, is the psychological and physiological response to a damaging stimuli, an ache, a burn, a prickle running down sensitive flesh. Mostly it came in a sudden flash, before stilling in a discomforting sensation. Out of all the things that it was, pleasurable was not the words you would use to describe it. Not for yourself, at least.  To see someone else’s face contorted with anguish– that’s what brought you pleasure. To see salty tears streaking their face, to hear anguished cries– that was beautiful, a kind of ethereal that even the highest of the archangels could never even dream of reaching. It made you feel like a god, like you held the strings of fate in your hands– you were the puppeteer of this show, and whatever you did was law. 

Today, you had the luck of visiting your boyfriend, the sweet thing had seemed to miss you quite a bit, the way that he smiled up at you with those large, glinting eyes, and the dreamy look that prevailed on his face as the two of you sat in the bus on your way to his apartment, talking about everything you had missed after he moved to be closer to his studies. Tales of new friends and indoor parties  spewed from his lips, small stories about his job in retail and the food he had ordered the day before, some mentions of his courses, but not that much. You found yourself looking at those pretty lips of his, as he excitedly chattered on, and couldn’t help but smile. How pretty those lips would look, how splendid his voice would sound as he begged for mercy. 

It was only after entering his apartment and making yourself a tea that you actually mentioned this. The two of you lay in his bed, him dressed in his favourite pair of pyjamas, you laying in a white shirt and boxers, when you felt the courage to bring it up. 

“I think you’d look beautiful in pain.” You said suddenly, making him appear confused. You had not done a good job easing him into it– you hadn’t even tried. 

He did not react in the negative way you had expected him to, after the words sunk into his brain. A small smile grew on his face. “Even in pain? Even in pain you’d think I’m pretty?” 

“Even in pain.” 

He wanted to test it out, he wanted to see if it was true. It felt like a dream to you, when you saw him slowly undress, throwing his clothes onto the yellow armchair in his room corner. He seemed excited, yet scared. You knew he was not fearful that he truly might get hurt, he was fearful that you would no longer see him as the pinnacle of loveliness once you saw him in such a way. But yet, he soldiered on, smiling when you gave him a pat on his head and told him to leave to the bathroom to prepare himself, before ordering that he may not use lubricant in this situation. He just nodded, and quickly headed to the bathroom, leaving you alone. 

In the time he had given you, you too removed your clothes, fastened the harness around your waist, and waited for him to come back, so the true fun could begin.

He did so a few moments later, slightly red faced but smiling still, and when he saw your choice of the encounter, a thick, ribbed dildo, slightly curved up to hopefully slam against his prostate when you fucked into him. It was not the biggest one you possessed, not by far. You had larger ones, but you didn’t want to split him open, did you? Only eight and a half inches would work. 

Soon enough, you managed to get him on all fours, stroking his hair, kissing the back of his neck, intending to create a false sense of security, reminding him that no matter what he thought, he could still say the safeword at any time, and there would be no judgement. He agreed to these things absentmindedly, already so cock-drunk that he could barely care enough to listen to your words. Normally, you would have fucked him a bit with your fingers, to make him open and ready, but this time, you felt less like doing that. He said he’d let you see him in pain, didn’t he? This wasn’t going against his wishes. You spit onto your palm, and rubbed the sticky liquid across your make-shift cock. It would not do much to stop the sting, to halt the pain, but that was not what either of you wanted, wasn’t it? Spitting on his hole and watching the sudden little jerk of his hips was as much prep as he would get, something he clearly hadn’t caught on to. 

Your hands grasped his hips, as you moved yours forward, slowly. A sudden scream ripped past his lips, as he buried his face in the pillow. The spit you had slicked across the dildo had dried, and now it was like it had never been there. You stopped, allowing him to have a moment, to get used to this feeling, as he panted and gasped into the pillow. The next few inches were the same, a muffled cry and a moment, before continuing. It was your repertoire for a while, and as the thickness of the dildo only got bigger, the worse his screams became. When you finally bottomed out, he screeched, grasping the covers below him till his knuckles went pale. You could feel him trembling in your grasp– his legs would have given way if not for your grasp on his hips. 

“Aww, baby boy–” He didn’t answer, he knew you were trying to be insulting, he knew you were indirectly mocking him. Or maybe he was too busy sobbing. 

After a while, the thrusts began. You’d pull out half, slowly, gently, before gently thrusting back in. Every action you did at that moment was slow and gentle– you didn’t dare consider hurting him that much. With every half-thrust came a whine in return, sometimes a gasp, and sometimes a shaky breath. You could tell that the way it nudged against his prostate was somehow combating the pain, confusing his senses. The poor boy probably didn’t know how to feel, whether to moan or howl in agony. Little drops of blood dripped down to his taint and shaft, where they mixed with the pre-come oozing from his slit.  

Soon, the half-thrusts stopped, the slowness came to a halt. In a careful movement, you turned him around to his back, hearing him squeal as you did so. His legs now wrapped around your waist, his hard cock bared to your eyes, as well as the tears prickling in his eyes.

“Can I?” You asked, and were greeted with a weak nod, as he reached up to wipe the incoming tears away. 

You did as allowed, thrusting quickly, this time. You were greeted with an even louder scream, mingled with a sob as he covered his eyes. And again, another scream. Again and again till he was hiccuping and sobbing, hands still covering his eyes, body still tense as you continued your onslaught. He whined and sobbed, covering his face so you wouldn’t have to see the mess he had become under his palms, makeup running down his face, features contorted as he sobbed. 

“Do you want to stop, baby?” You whispered, as you gently pulled his hands away from his face, wiping the tears off his cheeks as you came to a halt, poised, as if the moment he said yes, you’d pull out and go straight to aftercare, because that’s just what you’d do. He shook his head, still sniffling. 

“‘S okay. Can take it.” He panted out. 

“If you can’t, sweetheart, I won’t judge you.” You said in a smooth voice, stroking his sweat-matted hair. “If baby boy wants me to stop, I will, and I won’t be mad.” 

“Don’ wanna stop. Wanna come. Wanna come bad.” His voice was hoarse and broken, as he sniffled and his breaths faltered. 

“I can make you come another way, angel.” You kept smoothing down his hair, leaning down to kiss his forehead. 

“But I wanna come like this.” He almost whined when he said that. “Feels nice, Sir. It hurts– but it’s nice.” He sniffled, wiping tears and mucus from his face with his hand. “I like it, Sir. Can we continue, Sir? I like when Sir fucks me like a toy, can Sir do it more?” 

You smiled, moving to stroke his cheek gently. “How do we ask, baby boy?” 

“Please?” He pouted a bit as he looked up at you. “Can Sir please fuck me like a toy?” 

“Since you asked so nicely, I’ll oblige.” 

Your hips, after having a little break, had a bit more hit to them, as you fucked him hard and fast, hearing him moan and gasp under you, watching the drops of pre-come dribble down his cock as he arched his back off the bed.

“Such a good boy, taking it all! Such a good boy saying what he wants! Good boy, good boy–” You held his hips so tightly you thought that fingerprints might be left behind.  “And look at you! You took it all! You’re such a good boy, you know? You’re such a pretty, perfect boy, taking my cock. You’re perfect, you know? Absolutely perfect.” Your words were breathy, but true.

The praise mixing in with the pain and pleasure brought a new onslaught of tears, as he sobbed into his hands once more, the warmth now not only in his gut, but in his heart as well, as he rocked his hips weakly into yours. 

When your thrusts were at their height, when your hips were rocking back and forth at the fastest pace that they could, that was when the screams to stop were most abundant, sobbing cries and panting pleas to go faster, to never stop falling from his spit and tear-stained lips. When the knot in his stomach and thighs could no longer be ignored, he climaxed, blubbering his way through his orgasm, spurting ropes of warm come splattered all over  his abdomen, some traces reaching his chest.

He whined when you pulled out, missing the feeling of fullness he had grown accustomed to. You were too shocked to notice his little sad look at the end of this, distracted by the blood that had coated the dildo in its red sheen. Thank god he had tissues in his bedroom, as you wiped away the mess off yourself, and him. 

“Still think I’m pretty?” He asked in a mellow tone, voice still cracked from weeping as you helped him back into his pyjamas afterwards. 

“Of course, baby. Of course.” A small kiss was placed to his stomach, and he couldn’t help but giggle a bit, as you picked him up, and carried him the very short distance to his bed, sitting him down onto the fluffy mattress. “Now, what do you want to eat?” 

“Ugh…” He considered it for a moment, brain still a mess of thoughts and feelings from a while back. “Rice!” 

“Just rice?” 

“Yeah.” He beamed brightly. “Just rice.” 

You gave him a little poke on the nose, smiling as his smile grew a bit larger from that, and he laughed. “Just rice coming right up.”

Just as you were about to leave, he spoke. “Sir?” 

“Yes, angel?” 

“Can I get some orange juice with it, too?” He asked, sniffling a bit as he wiped some stray tears from his eyes, still feeling that slight tinge of pain inside him. 

“Whatever makes you happy, sweetheart. Whatever makes my pretty boy smile.”

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[roses-for-rosalyn]

Movie Lovers

Hello lovie dovies I have been gone for mad long because of college stuff, but also because I'm working on a longer fic 🤭. I wanted to keep y'all fed though so here's an Ellie blurb. Count how many times I wrote movies challenge! (Also there's 20 people following me that's crazy ya'll are amazing)

Minors DNI pls 🔞

word count: 1.9 k

proofread to the best of my ability

content warnings: a wee bit of friends to lovers, dirty talk, fingering (r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), pet names, lots of foreplay, teasing, cuddling, reader who overthinks, and as always no use of y/n

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Watching movies is the best pass time. It was your favorite thing to do because it was one of the few things that got your brain to slow down. You could get completely absorbed in another world for just a little while. It's even better with friends because you can talk about it afterward or even during. You didn't have to stress about anything outside of what was playing in front of you.

Your favorite person to watch movies with was your best friend Ellie. Ellie loved film just as much as you. You could talk about movies for hours with her if you wanted to. It was something you bonded over and the reason you became friends. You really liked Ellie you had known her for a while now. You might like her a little too much.

You liked the way every time she touched you it felt electric. She could give you butterflies just by talking. One time when you both were watching something together Ellie started to slowly move closer to you. You were sitting up with your legs in front of you propped up on an ottoman, and Ellie moved so her head was on your shoulder and your legs were intertwined. She just stayed there. For the rest of the movie. You couldn't remember what you were watching that night if your life depended on it. All you could focus on it how Ellies arm was strung behind your back and how warm she felt against you. You could feel yourself grow embarrassingly wet at the slight contact with her and you had to kick her out early. You made up some excuse about how you had to get up early.

This was the first movie night you'd had since that interaction. You were nervous about not being able to control yourself in front of Ellie. It wasn't fair to her, she was your friend, it wasn't her problem that you were attracted to her. You felt guilty and if she ever found out she might think that was the only reason you were nice to her.

You hear a knock at the door that snaps you out of your thoughts. You walk to the door to greet Ellie, praying you can keep it together. You open the door and there she is, standing there in her usual T-shirt and flannel pajama pants. You both agreed a while ago to just wear pajamas for movie night. Why did she have to look so good in pajamas?

You manage to blurt out a "hi!"

"Hey." she replies, smiling a little at your clear excitement.

"I've got the movie all ready to go." you say as you turn to let Ellie in.

"Very exciting. What did you decide for tonight?" she asks while walking past you, taking off her shoes and making a beeline to the couch. You close the door and follow her.

"Kick-ass." you say. You had both already seen it, but it was one of your favorites. No thinking required, plus it was kind of funny. You sit down on the opposite end of the couch from Ellie.

"Ah good choice. I could use a brainless type movie right about now." She immediately moves so your thighs are touching, ignoring your effort to put space between you two.

"Actually, do you mind if we lay down to watch this? I'm so exhausted I can barely see straight." Ellie suggests. That would mean either you sit on the floor or she would literally have to spoon you. Oh god.

"Ok but then where would I sit?" you ask. You have no idea what answer you're hoping for.

"Just lay down in front of me. We can cuddle up, there's plenty of room." There was indeed not plenty of room. Plenty of room would mean that every part of you wouldn't be touching Ellie. Plenty of room would not mean that Ellie's arm would be draped around you.

"Alright." you reply with a small laugh, ignoring every thought in your head right now. You stand up to allow Ellie to lay on her side, putting her head on a throw pillow resting on the arm of the couch. You grab the remote and press play before laying down in front of her. Ellie drapes her arm around you and places her hand comfortably on your stomach. Eventually she starts gently scratching you stomach moving her hand in circles. She would move her hand slowly up just below your breasts and back down right below your belly button. Just above and below where you really wanted them. She was teasing you and it almost felt intentional. The way her hand would sometimes go too high and graze your under-boob or too low and barely touch the hem of your shorts. Your breathing unintentionally starts to get heavier and Ellie notices.

"Something wrong?" She whispers.

"No, no I'm-" She touches the hem of your shorts again and you sharply inhale. "I'm fine."

"Ok, whatever you say." She replies, and you can almost hear the smugness in her voice. You're starting to think she's doing this on purpose.

A few more minutes go by and it's agony. You can't focus on anything except for the feeling of Ellies nails softly scratching your stomach. She wasn't even touching you directly and she was driving you insane. You're not sure how much more you can take.

Just when your about to get up to go to the bathroom to try and escape her touch, Ellie breaks the silence.

"I need to tell you something."

"Yeah?" You have no idea where this is going, but at least her hand has stilled for the moment.

"I like you."

"Yeah well I like you too, that's why I invite you over." You let out a nervous laugh. Hoping to deflect to conversation from going where you think it's going. Ellie props herself up on her elbow so she's laying about you, lightly grabs your jaw and turns your head to face her.

"No, I like you, like, a lot." She says, and you can tell by the way she's looking at you exactly what she means. This has to be a dream.

"I like you too, like a lot." Ellie looks like she wants to devour you. Instead she lays back down, keeping her head slightly above yours.

"I want to try something, if you want me to stop just tell me." You nod eagerly, hoping it has something to do with getting rid of the ache that's been growing between your legs for an hour now.

"Words pretty girl." Oh god that nickname.

"Yes, yes." you say breathlessly.

"Ok, and you have to promise to keep paying attention to the movie. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes." You say, a little confused, but Ellie could ask you to eat dirt right now and you would do it happily.

Her hand travels underneath your t-shirt, snaking it's way up to your boobs. She starts massaging the skin and lightly pinches at your nipple causing you to let out a small gasp. She moves to the other breast and does the same. She takes her hand out from under your shirt to prop herself up on her elbow. She grabs the hem of your shirt and starts pulling it up slowly causing you to be exposed to the chilly air in your apartment. She moves her hand down to the hem of your shorts and places her fingers underneath the elastic, moving them back and fourth a few times before slowly moving the waistband down. She moves her hand down under your shorts and cups your aching cunt and you gasp.

"You've been waiting for this huh?" You're a little embarrassed she can feel you leaking through your underwear, but you're too wound up to care. "I barely did anything and you're this wound up? Poor thing." She says with mock sympathy. "I promise I'll make it up to you." She whispers before moving her hand up under your underwear and onto your bare pussy. She takes her middle finger and drags it up your slit, and you immediately let out a quiet moan when she reaches your clit. Your eyes start to close from how amazing you feel when Ellie grabs your jaw and turns it towards her.

"Uh, uh," she tuts "watch the movie for me princess." You groan a little, but obey her request, since she's rewarding you so well.

Ellie starts drawing lazy circles around your clit. She does this until your bucking your hips towards her silently begging her to do something, anything more.

"What's wrong pretty girl? What do you need?" She asks smugly.

"More," yeah breathe out "Please."

Ellie lets out a small laugh "Since you asked so nicely."

She starts moving her finger in fast tight circles and you can't help but let out a moan at the new sensation.

"God I've barely touched you and you're already a mess. You're doing so well for me princess." The praise almost sends you over the edge, but then she slows down her movements. Her finger starts to move down to your entrance, slowly circling it before moving in deeper. She curls her finger upwards and you let out moan. She starts moving her finger in and out before adding a second causing you to cry out "Oh god Ellie."

"I know baby, just relax, I got you." She starts moving her fingers faster hitting that heavenly spot over and over, just when you're sure this is the most pleasure you've ever felt in your life Ellie surprises you. She sits up further and lays you down flat. She removes her fingers and you let out a whine. She kneels between your legs and moves your shorts and underwear to the side. Ellie lays on her stomach and grabs your legs so your knees are bent. Ellie's mouth is inches from your cunt, your thighs are framing her face and you can feel her breath on your clit. The image itself almost does you in. Ellie licks a stripe up your cunt and you let out a loud moan. She starts circling her tongue around you clit just as she inserts one finger into your entrance. It slide in with no resistance and then she adds another. She curls her fingers upwards once again and continues sucking and lapping at your clit. You can't help but moan every time she inserts her fingers. Your loud reaction only seemed to encourage her. She started fucking you faster and harder with her fingers. You could feel the pleasure building up inside of you, fast.

"Ellie I'm gonna-" Just when you were about to finish your sentence a blinding pleasure takes over your body causing you to buck you hips upward. You hands start clawing at the couch cushions begging for something to grab as Ellie fucks you through it. The waves of pleasure were unlike anything you'd felt before. It felt so good it almost hurt.

You slowly come down from your high and Ellie slows down her fingers and pulls them out of you. You can't move, you can't even think. You've never been this blissed out in your life. It was amazing.

Ellie makes her way up to meet your eyes and kisses you. She kisses you along your jaw, she kisses your nose, your eyebrows. "I think," She says in between kisses "We found something to do together besides watch movies."

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This ended up being way longer than I intended, but what can I say I can't do smut without a backstory. I hope ya'll enjoyed it and let me know if there's anything specific you want to see me write! After that go to sleep I know for a fact it is very late.

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When Worlds Collide

Werewolf Matthias Helvar x reader

Summary: what you thought would be a normal night at work, suddenly turns your life upside down.

Notes: I was tagged in a post about a werewolf boyfriend and since it's spooky season i wanted to expand on the idea. So the little blurb inspired a series.

Warnings: A little eerie mood, perhaps. General werewolf stuff. Mentions of blood, wounds.

Words: 1.9 K

”Here you go, honey.” You say gently, as you place the bowl of food in the cage, giving little Dexter a few scratches. He was one of your patients, having to stay overnight for observation after surgery. You’d already gone home earlier and gotten some stuff so you could stay at the clinic, making sure he’d get through the night.

You make your way around to a few other patients, making sure they’re all fed and comfortable. As you turn the corner to leave the back room, the sound of metal hitting the floor reaches your ears. Looking back over your shoulder, you see a bowl wobbling before standing still. How did it even fall down? Hmm, maybe you hadn’t been careful.

Walking closer you suddenly feel cold and then you see why. The back door is open, letting in the chilly October air. You could have sworn you locked the door, making sure both you and the animals were safe. It’s just the wind who blew the door open, you try to tell yourself, knowing wind can’t get around a locked door.

The lock is broken, huge marks around the door and lock. Panic slowly sets in, but you try to remain calm. No need to scare the animals and whatever tampered with the door. That’s when you hear it. Strained breathing from something huge. The faint squeak of a cage door opening until it meets the wall with a clank. You try to make your body move, just to slowly back away. The small animals are in the front, maybe you could safe them silently before-

Out of the corner of your eye you see a dark arm - leg? – emerge from the bottom cage. It’s just a dog you think, lying to yourself. There’s no way you can run from this. The door is not far, but before you’d be able to reach your car, it would have caught you. Or maybe not. Fuck, the keys. They’re in the office.

You have to do something. You have to at least try. As more of the dark figure appears from the cage, you turn and run to the door to the clinic. If you can just reach a phone, you could call for help. Something huge runs behind you, bumping into cages, causing the other animals to panic. Just when you see the door, think you’re safe, a huge dark figure lands in front of you.

Frozen in place, you can’t tear your eyes away from the floor. Giant feet, no paws, take a step closer to you. No matter how much you want it to be, it’s not a dog’s paw. Not even bear. Deep down, you know what it is, but it can’t be. That’s stuff of fairytales.

A pawlike hand reaches out, one finger hooking under your chin. It moves to tilt your gaze to his -it’s – and you know better than to resist. No need to anger whatever it is further. Slowly looking up, you get a better look of the creature in the dim light. Broad, muscular. Covered in black wet fur. Standing on two legs. It can’t be, but it is. So human, yet so far from it.

Your eyes come to a stop as yellow eyes pierce into yours. The mouth with huge canines ajar as the animal pants heavily. It seems like he has a hard time keeping his eyes open and just before he collapses to the floor, you hear his plea. “Help me.”

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Fuck. Shit. Fuck motherfucker fuck shit. What were you doing? Covered in blood, you stare at the werewolf on your table. Werewolf. It can’t be real, but it is. There’s a fucking werewolf in front of you, seemingly bleeding to death. You should just let it die. Those things kill. Or at least they do in movies. Not teen wolf, though. This could a wolf like that.

No, stop that. Don’t try to make this make sense. You should fill a syringe while it’s passed out and put it to sleep. Or him, no it. Not that you were looking, but the sheath and balls were quite hard to ignore.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” You mutter to yourself as you roll up your sleeves and find some equipment in the cabinet. Locating all the injuries is hard, but you think you get them all. Having to remove some fur, you imagine how annoyed it – he – will be when he wakes up with small patches of fur gone. But he’ll be alive… or at least you hope he will.

While cleaning the wounds, your finds only confirms that he really is a werewolf and not just a crazy man in a costume. Silver bullets and some liquid you can’t figure out what is, but you put it all in small containers, hoping you can take a look later.

Unsure how his metabolism works, you give him enough morphine for 1,5 German Shepards, hoping it’ll be enough. With nothing more to do but wait, you clean his fur gently. It’s surprisingly soft. Not that you’d ever thought much about werewolves, giving that until an hour ago you didn’t even think they existed, but they always look coarse in movies. Maybe it was just bad costumes.

Leaning in to get a closer look, you flinch as he stirs in his sleep. You decide to back away, get cleaned up and try to sleep. The morphine should give you both a few hours of peace.

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You had been up for a little while, pacing in front of the door to exam room 1. It would only be another hour before your boss would be here and you weren’t exactly sure how you could explain all this. It was still a little dark out, so you needed to get the wolf out of here while he could still hide in the shadows.

On the other side of the door, you hear something moving. He is up. Fuck. You just hope he doesn’t want to kill you, as you slowly open the door. There is no need to panic, because the wolf is gone. Instead, there’s a tall, broad man. Very handsome man. A very naked handsome man.

For just a split second your eyes wander to his crotch, confirming that everything about this man is big, wolf form or human.

“Do you have a blanket?” He asks, the gritty, dark voice from last night gone, replaced by a sweet soft voice. The accent is foreign to you, but you’re embarrassed about how easily it affects you. Nodding, you go to the supply closet and find one of the blankets you usually use for the dog cages. There are clothes in there too, but nothing that could fit his muscular frame.

Trying not to look, you hand him the blanket. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I almost died.” He chuckles, covering himself. “Thank you for not killing me.”

“Well, it’s my duty to save animals. Even if it’s big scary and temporary ones.” You smile, embarrassed over yourself. Did you just say that? What a fucking weirdo. Luckily he doesn’t say anything. The strong silent type. Got it.

“I, ehm…” you pause taking a step closer. “I bet you’re hungry. But I have to feed the animals and walk the dogs. And my boss is gonna be here in-” you look down at your watch, “-47 minutes. Then I’ll be off and can take you wherever you need to go. Okay?”

He just nods, one hand on the blanket, the other smoothing out the small curls in his unruly hair. You just stare for a second, can’t even recall any man coming close to being as beautiful as this one. You turn to walk out, but his voice stops you.

“I can help with the dogs.” He offers, probably to make the whole process go faster. “But not the cats. They don’t like me.”

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The car ride is silent, the stranger looking out the window as you drive further into the forest. It had been easy enough to get him away from the clinic. After he helped with the dogs, he hid in your car as you talked to your boss. Tol how last night went, minus the bleeding werewolf.

And now you were on your way to his home, deep in the woods. You hoped it wasn’t to kill you. You had seen too much, but you had saved him. That had to count.

“So… When did you get bit?” you try, hating the silence.

“I was born a wolf.” He says and by the tone of his voice, you can tell he doesn’t want to talk. Which is fine. You shouldn’t get invested. Just drop him off and not see him again.

A short while later you arrive at a beautiful cabin in a small clearing. Surrounded by dense forest and right next to the lake. Secluded. A perfect place to be alone as a wolf. Of course it would be, you smile to yourself.

With some struggle, he exits the car, still hugging the blanket tightly. Somehow, the gesture makes the tall man seem small, timid. You’re starting to think that he’s far from the creature you’ve seen in movies. Not hard and evil at all, but kind and gentle.

“Could you come inside? I need you to remove the stitches.”

“They’ll dissolve by themselves in about 7 days when you’re healed.” You smile softly.

“I’m already healed.” He shrugs apologetically.

No way. That can’t be true. You walk over to him and without even thinking put your hands on his body, fingers gently tracing each wound. Well, fresh scar now. He really is healed. You just nod in awe, following him into the cabin while all the questions you want answered are threatening to spill any second.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes, he gets a fire going to warm the cold cabin up. It seems like he hasn’t been home for a few days, and you wonder if his injuries have something to do with that, but you don’t ask. Not just yet.

Instead, as you begin removing the stitches, you carefully asking him a few questions. Even though you think he’s secretly annoyed by now, he’s answered every single question you’ve thrown at him. About changing into a wolf, if other creatures exists and the perks that might come with it. But even through the annoyance, you see a slight smile, making you think it’s the first time in a while anyone has taken an interest to him. Or even talked to him.

“There. All done.” You run a finger over the last scar, red and fresh, still amazed over how quickly he healed. “I know I’m seeing this, but I still can’t believe it.”

“Wej.” He chuckles softly, his soft eyes looking into yours.

“Wej. What does that mean?”

“Magic.” He looks away as he puts his shirt back on. You really wish he wouldn’t, though. Clearing your throat, you turn to him. “I’ve been thinking. Your accent. Where are you from?”

“I’m from a land far from here. Fjerda.”

You knew the country he was talking about. A small, secluded place not kind to strangers. Kept to themselves and you guess you knew why now. “Are there many werewolves in Fjerda?”

“Not anymore. The Grisha killed them all. Killed my family.” He looks into the flames of the fireplace, the hurt of the memories so clear in his eyes. “The Drüskelle found me. Wolves are sacred to them, so they raised me as their own.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“Matthias.” He tears his eyes away from the flames and look into yours, making you shiver under his gaze. “My name is Matthias.”

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