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siegelst · 3 years

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Anonymous asked [ it’s finally here.

Curiosity [part 5 howl Part 1 ] by Anonymous

Rated Explicit Mature 18+

clothes kink, major size kink, voice kink, cum kink, cum marking, karl has part lycan in him, scent-marking, karl's wolf tells the truth.

Anonymous: toughest chapter I ever written.

Part 5 Howl Part 1

There wasn't much difference between karl and his wolf. it just his wolf speaks the truth unfiltered, when he was more silent on personal matters. while going out on the full moon he didn't have to worry him or his wolf would have a go at the help since he locked her away in the cell at the start, later on locked her in her room. Plus the plants he had Donna get to put around the room and the cell to repel wolf away. He thought he covered all his bases.

female pov.

I was moving around in the kitchen for a late night snack when I still haven't' heard from magneto 2.0. He left a while ago for a meeting and the only reason I was able to wonder around is the living quarters is because door was locked. I couldn't make my escape even if I wanted too. but still being the optimistic person that I am, I figured hey at least I don't have a horrible job and got a roof over my head and my boss isn't' a creep.... well not much as a creep.

I found the snacks before going to the counter for some seasoning when I heard footsteps. Ah. He's back. I paid him no mind. Sometimes he returns from a meeting in a foul mood that I stay out of his way. I smelled a familiar musty scent similar to the night at the lycan dens. I felt hot cold suddenly. The scent was getting stronger, engulfing me, trapping me. Oh it smells really nice. It was when his big arms wrapped around me, followed by the feel of his beard against my right cheek is when I got captured. I was wearing my night pants shirt, my nipples start to harden. I felt weird, hotter, him holding me feels really good. He hmmed sounded like a moan. I could feel his soft stomach. brush of his beard, his mouth against my neck, sent my heart skyrocketing. F*ck. I’m sensitive but I’m capturing the microscopic of everything he’s doing. How?

"There's Mein Hase. Endlich lerne ich dich kennen." he purred in my ear. His voice sending me into a fizz. Heat pooling in my stomach, blush was threatening to burn. F*ck. calm down. Why? It doesn’t help his large hands slowly running up my sides of my body, mainly thighs, hips, stomach. Laying down might be a good idea, I thought dizzily. "You look so good in your night clothes, I could just eat you up, konjin." What? Before I could say anything, he sling me over his shoulder and was walking somewhere.

"H-hey get me down dude." I said, hit his back. He huff.

"Keine Sorge Hase, ich werde mir Zeit mit dir lassen." he purred as he patted the back of my sensitive thigh, making me gasped at the contact. Sound of a door opening before I found myself in the familiar room. His room. Huh. Something must have happen at the meeting. His large hand on my thigh was like a hot iron against the skin. I let out a embarrassing sound when I feel his thumb rubbing circles in my thigh. I could feel myself becoming wet. He inhaled and sighed before I felt the coldness of the cuff around my ankle. Sh*t. I think I’m trapped.

He dump me in the middle of the bed, his hands sliding onto my hips, rubbing circles, him leaning over me, his scent smells so good, his face near mine, I could see hint of his chest, green tank-top, peaking out of his button up shirt his necklaces hanging, before telling me to stay as he went to get something. I feel hot all over. Maybe laying down might be good. Bed looks good. Me being me went off the bed, before another cuff with chains somehow attached to my right wrist. Okay, he's serious. I saw him walking back to the bed before pushing me back down on the bed "I said SIT!"

I sat down, trying to look innocent of the crime I did. His glasses usually dark, gave a very faint yellow glow breaking through them, as he towered over me, studied me, telling me to get in the bed. I shuffled to the middle of the bed. I felt better. Yes bed looks very good. ‘There. Happy?’ I thought. He smirked.

"Who are you?" I asked, calling BS at the imposter, eyes narrowing. He looks like Heisenberg. Something was different. He looked . . . yummy. He smirk vanish for a second before he smiled a 10,000 gigawatt smile at me, dazzling me unexpectedly, his canines visible. $hit they look sharper than usual. Not that I notice anything.

"Oh you caught on quick don't you Hase?" he said. "I always been here, You been driving me wild."

Ok ... Perhaps two different personalities in 1 person - and I’m just meeting the other one? Probably from traumatic childhood or something I guess due to the scares I did noticed on him. He tilt his head seemly concern, taking in my attire, then cup my face with his right hand briefly. Ohhh that feels so good. I swayed like a drunken sailor leaned into his hand before I caught myself. Wtf? I feel a wetness down at my lower reign. jeez why I’m ... horny? He leaned over to sniff at me *Why??? Do I smell??*. Slowly shrugging off his jacket then sitting down on the bed to take off his socks, shoes, followed by his shirts then climbing into bed and pulling me into his lap. His scent overpowering. I’m getting hotter, wetter. He smells so good. what is he using? He sigh relief, while his hands feel my thighs briefly. YES PLEASE “Ohhh you love my scent.”

“Hey there’s food in the fridge if you’re hungry - you been in the meeting for a while” I started babbling, as he nudge me to rest against his front. I could feel his thighs, tummy, large pecks, and the coldness of his necklaces. Feel blush on my checks, hairs on my arm stand on end, almost made embarrassing sound after feeling his skin against what skin of mine was available. He cut me off.

“Hungry.” he said shortly then his arms trapped me as he bent to nuzzling into my left side of neck before lowering his voice in purr, the sound going straight to my lower reign. I let out a whimper moan. OhH! “Hungry for you.”

“The numerous places I wanted to just shove you to the nearest flat area and start pounding into you sobbing c*nt.. In the medical bay, on my desk, in the chair...” he muttered, his hands rubbing my sides, before one of them went dangerously near my night pants. That sounds really good for some odd reason.

"Just like you are right now." he purred, I jerked closed my thighs together. Wait how would he know that? He’s just bluffing. Just teasing me. His hands parted my thigh effortlessly, he had a good grip on my thighs. I nearly sob in relief feeling his skin on my thighs. Shiver went down my spine. Feeling heat taking me. "Let me give you a taste Buttercup."

His voice was getting to me, maybe this be a good thing. "O-okay " I said breathlessly.

"How much do you want it doll?" He muttered. "Want me to touch you? Answer me"

"Yes" I gasped. His right hand pulled down my pants before pressing his hand against my core. Oh

'Heisenberg pov.

F*ck she was dripping before I even reach her in the kitchen. Musty scent I gave off had immediate effect on her, just as I thought. For months I been making sure to not be around her during the full moon until now. Just seeing her unravel by the scent I’m giving off and seeing her react when I cupped her face was enough information that its effecting us both. I tested the water by striping her pants off - palming her before using my fingers to part her folds- slowly slide in my middle-finger. F*ck. Tight but slowly the wetness made it go in smoothly. Feel wetness clinging to it. I moved it in n out before looking at it. Horny bunny. She as all the signs, the panting, rise in temperature, nearly getting off just me brushing my skin against hers, she’s f*cken ready. As I inspect the wetness on my finger. She was huffing, panting already. Her hand meet my beard, f*ck. I let out an embarrassing groan, closing my eyes briefly, my hand briefly hold her hand against my beard as I briefly placed a kiss on the palm of her hand.

"F*ck darling, the rate we going we be f*cking through our clothes." I purred in her ear, definitely don’t mind that, as nibbling on her ear, as my hand went back in between her legs. As I grind against her. Her ass pushed against my hard on creating a delicious friction. I hissed out a breathless ‘f*ck yes’ as rutted back. There’s my shy bunny, who likes to wear layers of clothes was practically naked, shivering in my lap. My free hand went for her clothed tits, and finally encased them, feeling them pebble, erect by my touch, perking under her shirt.

It reminded me of when she ended up drench in her attempt to escape, her laying out the cell floor her f*cking tits cold, her tank top almost see through, had me undone after I left. I wanted to fuck her on the cell floor to let all lycans know she is mine, so bad.

Cock twitched. Her legs were relax, open where I wanted them. I took a hold of her night shirt. a big rip was heard, and her night shirt parted ways, leaving her delicious skin shown, her boobs jostled by the it. She didn’t noticed, groaning as I pumped my finger into her slick cave hard and fast. My left hand hungrily feeling the new landscape, mapping her body, as hearing her panting up at me. Added another finger. She let out a groan, her tight cave, clinched around fluttering around my fingers. F*ck she was close. I pinch her nipples, groping them, feeling their soft velvet texture turning pebbly. She let out a loud cry.

"You close, Buttercup? Just listen to my voice. Feel my fingers fucking you in your c*nt, feel my hand on nipples" I muttered near her ear. “How they will bounce when I f*cking rail you on my cock?"

Her chest heaved, her breast magnificent, her lungs works wonderfully. Her body arched away from mine, as I grind against her as$. My hand overloaded with glistening her nectar, as I briefly smeared it against her breasts before trying three fingers into her. fuck. I’m going to cum in my pants and that’s okay. I dragged in a breath of her scent, as I muttered into her neck. noticing her attire, skin had dots of sweat appearing, neck bend back, breast out taunt, panting, she started to try to go down on my fingers. My hand practically taking over her hip, ingraining the memory into my skull.

I hissed in her ear, my dick hard at the sight of her trying to f*ck on my fingers herself. “Ja! Fick auf meine Finger Schlampe. Vielleicht sollte ich anfangen dich zu fisten. Allein der Gedanke daran lässt mich fast abspritzen”

I grind heavily against her swell of her as$. Her hand brushing against my beard making me moan. "Naughty naughty little $luty bunny."

I picked her as$ up as my pants undid themselves, before placing her down against me. She could feel my ridged cock, as I rutted against her as$, as my fingers slide slightly in, briefly nudge her thighs further apart. My thigh manage snake around her right thigh to stretch her out also. "You want me to f*ck you into the mattress? Want to take my dick? You taking in my dam* fingers. Taking them into you wet c*nt. You’re c*nt is sobbing for me darling."

Pushed her against my chest, shes panting, as I pumped my three fingers fast into her. I pause my thrusting.

“Should I punish you for you getting off without papa’s permission?” I whispered near her ear, knowing I once interrupted her having a sweet dream. She made a cry in frustration, begging for me, tears appearing corners of her eyes. I removed my fingers, her crying, wanting them back. I lifted her as$ up letting the chains break off of her limbs, so I could put her up higher enough for my hard dick to settle against her glistening core. Rutting my dick along her folds. Move my dick so to get her dripping excesses. “You want my dick Buttercup?”

“YES” she wailed. I slide head of my cock into her channel. I huffed. F*ck. It feels wonderful, torturous and a relief at the same time. I watched at her body being impaled slowly by my cock, from tip to the base of it. She was whimpered, chest heaving. Her breathing heavily, rub her sides to make sure she’s alright, My cock twitched. I noticed a bump in her lower stomach area. I moved my left hand to feel the rise area. ohh yess. Her panting practically face looking up at me. her mouth gasping, one of her hands laid above her breast, seeing them glisten with her nectar and sweat, as to see her have a bulge of my cock in her, made me want to just slam my cock into her repeatedly. I moved slightly. She arched her back, making a good moan. I started slow before I started slamming into her. her tits bouncing, I laid my hand against her stomach feeling the bump disappear and reappear as my dick enter her. I huff and panted as I grab her hand laid it against her stomach. She groaned deliciously. She gave a shriek as she released, her juices coating my cock. Finally getting to fill her with my cum is what did it for me, as I let go. I slammed her deep on my cock as I feel my shot filling her up. She laying boneless against my stomach, head resting on my shoulder. My left hand gazing the outline of my cock bulge in her stomach, while my right run up her sides.

We didn’t move for a while but when she try move, I stop her before she could. “Oh nein Darling, wir haben gerade erst angefangen.”

translation:

*my bunny. finally i get to meet you* *Don't worry bunny, I'll take my sweet time with you.*

yes! fuck on my fingers slut. maybe I should starting fisting you. fuck just thinking of it make me almost cum.

Oh no darling, we just getting started.

#karl heisenburg x reader #resident evil village #karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg #curio

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fanficshiddles · 4 years

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Butterfly Into Chains, Chapter 14

Esme whimpered as her fifth and final Alpha took her for that evening.

David’s cock was thrusting into her roughly on the sofa, his balls slapping against her with every thrust. He was snarling and growling above her, now and then he leaned down to suck and nibble on her neck.

She squeezed Tom’s hands when David thrust deep into her, stilling, so his knot could start to swell within her to lock them together.

‘That’s a good girl.’ Tom purred. He had her head on his lap while he held her hands, reassuring her as each of the four Alphas took their turn with her after Tom having her first.

It was well into the evening because of how long it was taking their knots to go down. But they each made sure they got deep, hoping that their sperm would be the one to reach her eggs. Not that they would ever know who’s won anyway in the end.

She felt well used, her cunt was dripping wet from their sperm and her own arousal. David slipped his hands down under her bum and he raised her up against him more, lodging his cock a bit further into her.

Esme whimpered as his knot throbbed against her g-spot, making her cum around him multiple times, milking everything out of him.

‘How does she feel?’ Tom asked David.

‘Fucking amazing.’ David panted, his mind had shut down and he could barely think straight.

Tom chuckled and let go of one of her hands so he could smooth her hair back from her sweaty forehead, smiling sweetly down at her.

He had hardened too, and since he was still naked his cock was now standing up and proud. Something she had been trying to ignore, which wasn’t easy considering its magnificent presence was right against her cheek.

Tom gently took hold of her hair and turned her face in towards his cock, brushing against her lips.

‘Open your mouth for me, lovely.’ He demanded softly.

She parted her lips and started suckling on his cock, he lifted her head up further so she could get his tip into her mouth.

‘Ohhh that’s a good girl.’ Tom purred, his eyes fluttering as her warm mouth took him in.

He had her suck him softly until David was finished and pulled out from her, then Tom took another turn. He propped her head up with a cushion before taking his rightful place between her open legs. She didn’t put up a fuss when he pushed into her again, she preferred that to sucking him anyway.

When Tom was finished with her, she was completely exhausted. She couldn’t even move. Tom gathered her legs together and lifted them up high, lifting her hips up enough so any sperm would remain deep inside her.

He kept her like that for a while, but she was too tired to even care or feel embarrassed about it.

Ben came and carried her through to bed once Tom had deemed it ok to do so. Instead of washing her in the bath, he lay her down on the bed with a towel under her and got a washcloth and basin to clean her up on the outside. He wasn’t going to interfere on the inside yet, give all the sperm time to do its magic.

‘I… I don’t know how much I can take.’ She said quietly, trying not to cry as she curled up into a ball on her side once Ben was finished with her.

Ben moved up the bed and sat down, stroking her hair. ‘Ooooh, sweetie. This is just the start… Hmm? Wait until you come into heat soon, then you will be the one that can’t keep your hands off of us.’ Ben chuckled softly.

He smoothed his hand down her side. ‘Do you not enjoy it, the orgasms we bring you? It certainly feels like you do when you cum all over our cocks.’ He smirked at the way she blushed.

‘It… it’s tiring. All of it.’ She whispered.

‘Shhh, shhh. Have some rest now. Let your body do its thing.’ He cooed and pulled the blanket up over her.

Esme snuggled down and closed her eyes, but she heard Ben leaving the room before she drifted off to sleep. She was rather glad in a way, to get some peace alone to sleep.

Ben went to join the other Alphas for a beer. They’d all put on trousers to cover up a bit. Now the testosterone had calmed and they’d all had their fill of their omega.

‘She’s a free for all now we’ve all had our fair share of her.’ Tom said as he swigged down his beer. ‘When she comes into heat, she will likely be on us all the time anyway. We might need to up the ante a bit to tire her out.’ He chuckled. ‘Just no more fighting on front of her. Share her and play nicely, but don’t hurt her unless it’s a punishment.’

The rest of them murmured in agreement.

‘I’d be surprised if she’s not pregnant already after all that.’ David said.

‘I certainly hope so. We have a waiting list of buyers already.’ Michael said as he flicked through the channels on TV.

‘Will you just pick something.’ Ben grumbled.

‘Do we really have a waiting list?’ Chris looked to Tom.

‘We certainly do. Our little omega is going to need to be continuously pregnant to keep up with demand.’ Tom chuckled. ‘So you boys better not ware yourselves out too quickly making the first one.’

‘Never mind making babies, I am going to have a lot of fun with our omega.’ David grinned.

All five Alphas crawled into the large bed with Esme that night once they went to bed. She stirred slightly when David wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him in the middle of the bed, Chris snuggled up at her front, draping his arm over her.

Tom, Michael and Ben had to make do with not getting close to her for the night. But they decided they would all take turns, make sure they all got a chance to sleep right next to her at nights.

During the night, Esme woke up needing the toilet. But she had five Alphas to get away from.

First, she had to squirm out of David’s tight grip, he was hugging her close like a bear. She managed to get Chris’ arm off her too, draping it over David instead. David then put his arms around Chris, thinking it was Esme.

She then had to climb over Tom, which felt like she was going to have to climb over a lion. She was starting to think she should’ve gone the other way, climbing over Michael and Ben instead.

Esme had her hands and upper body over Tom, she was just swinging her leg over him when he suddenly grabbed her. She let out a shriek as he pinned her down beneath him, he chuckled.

‘Where do you think you’re going, little omega?’ He hummed, trailing his fingers down the side of her face.

‘Just the bathroom.’ She said quietly.

‘Hmmm, be quick.’ Tom moved to the side, allowing her to slip out of bed.

When she returned, Tom was sitting up on the side of the bed. He motioned her to him, when she walked over and was within reach, he opened his legs and pulled her between them. He slipped his arms around her and grinned.

He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could get any words out, they were disturbed. David and Chris yelled when they woke and saw they were snuggling one another. Chris pushed David away from him, who knocked into Michael who then knocked into Ben as a chain reaction, poor Ben fell out of bed and to the floor with a thud.

Tom threw his head back with laughter and even Esme started laughing, seeing it all happen over Tom’s shoulder.

‘You idiots... Get used to it, I am not getting a bigger bed.’ Tom grumbled, shaking his head.

Ben grumbled in annoyance and smacked Michael when he clambered back onto the bed. ‘Wasn’t my fault.’ Michael huffed.

‘Everyone back to sleep. It’s only two.’ Tom growled and wrapped his arms tightly around Esme as he lay down, rolling her over so she was between him and Chris this time.

Esme was just getting settled when she felt Tom’s hands starting to wander. One hand slipped under her nightgown and he trailed right up, to gently massage at her breasts. He nuzzled his nose into her hair and growled low.

‘Soon you will be ripe with our child… and these, will be full for us to have so much fun with.’ He whispered, his thumb brushing across her nipple that made her whine.

She tried squirming and pushing his hand away, but he didn’t budge. He fell asleep groping her breast, so she had to make do with it as she fell asleep again too. She was just glad he didn’t try anything more with her, so she could rest.

But she didn’t have much luck in the morning. She woke to Chris’ hand down her knickers, fingering her softly. While Tom had pulled her nightie off and was sucking on her nipples, the other three Alphas were watching intently.

Whimpering, she tried to move away, but when she moved away from Tom she inadvertently moved closer to Chris and vice versa.

‘Please… Not just now.’ She whispered as she tried pushing them both away and attempted to sit up.

But Tom wasn’t having any of it. He wrapped his hand around the front of her neck and pushed her back down on the bed. Chris leaned up out of the way.

‘Omegas obey their Alpha.’ Tom growled low. ‘You do not push us away. Ever.’

Esme’s eyes were wide as she swallowed hard. She felt scared, but also disappointed with herself that she was being told off by her Alpha. She didn’t want that.

‘Now tell me, what do omegas do?’ Tom asked firmly, his hand still with enough pressure on her neck to keep her lying down.

‘They… they obey their Alpha.’ She whispered, shaking a little as Tom started stroking his thumb up and down the side of her neck.

‘That’s right, lovely. And what do they never say to their Alpha?’

‘N… No.’

‘Good girl.’ Tom purred and slid his hand down her chest, down between her breasts. ‘But there are consequences for your actions. Something you need to learn.’

Esme felt dread rush through her. She squeaked in fear when Tom flipped her over so easily onto her stomach. His hand returned to her neck, this time holding her down at the back with her face shoved into the pillow.

He ripped her knickers off and she screamed into the pillow when she then felt Tom’s hand come down hard on her backside.

The other Alphas watched intently. Their inner Alpha didn’t like the fact another was hurting their omega, it was against their instinct not to attack Tom. Smelling Esme’s pain and fear scent as it filled the room… But they all knew it could be turned on any of them in the future if they were to dish out her punishment, knowing they would be aroused if they were the ones turning her bum a lovely shade of red.

Even Tom felt a very slight pang of guilt when he heard her crying, but he knew she needed to learn. And he had a feeling she would only ever need this one punishment.

After delivering eight harsh swats, Tom stopped and gently stroked her bum. He let go of her neck, but she didn’t look up. She was too sore and upset to do so. In shock.

Tom breathed out deeply and glanced to the others. He could see the murderous look in their eyes, he smirked, knowing they’d do the same if need be. And that he would feel the same as they do if it was someone else spanking her.

‘Michael, Ben, work soon.’ He then looked to David and Chris. ‘Look after her.’

They nodded in response.

Tom smoothed his hand down Esme’s back and he leaned down to kiss the top of her head. ‘Be a good girl for them.’ He whispered before heading off to get ready.

David moved across the bed to Esme, while Chris went off to get dressed too. He stroked through her hair for a moment, then disappeared into the bathroom. But he was back in seconds. Esme still didn’t look up, but David heard small sniffles coming from her as her bum still stung.

She squeaked in surprise when she felt cooling cream land on her bum. David then rubbed it in gently as he sat down on the side of the bed next to her.

‘There we go, poppet. This will help to ease the heat and sting.’ He said softly.

After it was rubbed in well, she could already feel it cooling her skin down drastically. David went back to stroking her hair and he started crooning. She responded well, as she turned her head to look at him. He smiled at her and wiped her tears off her cheeks.

‘Come here.’ He tilted his head and patted his thigh.

She slowly sat up and moved towards him. He carefully took hold of her and curled her up on his lap, making sure to not hurt her bum.

Esme clung to him and buried her face into the crook of his neck, seeking out his affection. David rubbed her back and held her closely, rocking a little.

‘You’re alright, pet.’ He whispered and kissed the top of her head. ‘Don’t worry. It won’t happen again, because you’re our good girl.’

#Butterfly into chains #fan fiction #tom hiddleston #david tennant #michael fassbender #chris evans #benedict cumberbatch

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ownedbytexbikerdom · 3 years

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It was a regular day, or so she thought. Jane had just gotten back from work and was absolutely spent. Exhausted. Wiped out.

She was rather looking forward to spending the evening with Christian, her Sir. Maybe they’d take the dogs for a long walk outside of town. Maybe she’d get started on a three course meal. Maybe they’d invite some friends over and play games. The opportunities were endless really.

She hangs her jacket, takes off her shoes and notices that Christian’s already home. There was his briefcase, his peacoat. Weird. Usually she got home before he did.

But no matter.

She walked up the stairs, wondering why there wasn’t a flurry of wagging tails and lolling tongues to greet her.

She saw soon enough.

There he was. In all his glory, sitting at the table. An elbow propped on the mahogany surface, the sleeves rolled up, the first two buttons undone, on his white button up.

She could feel it emanating off him. The precious space between her legs, moistening. And he hadn’t even done anything yet.

“Take off your clothes, get on your knees, and crawl to me.”

“Yes Sir.” A whispered response. Her words shook with arousal, with anticipation.

She let her plans for the evening fly out the window, waving them goodbye. She slowly took off her top. She slowly spun around, bent at the waist, and slid off her pants. She wriggled her ass for him. Swaying side to side as she pulled down her panties.

She heard his low groan of approval cut through the air. The air itself thick with sexual tension. She swallowed hard, throat drying. She unclasped her bra; with a muffled thud, it hit the floor.

She lifted her gaze to meet his. She got down on all fours, her expression changing from giddy anticipation, to one of complete submission.

And that is what got him. He fucking loved that. When he can read it in her eyes that she is willing to do whatever he says. That vulnerability, that trust, is what makes the member confined to his slacks, stiffen.

He straightened in his chair, eyes following the lovely creature before him, inching closer and closer towards him.

Once she settled between his legs, he starts to stroke her hair, “I built something for you. It’s why I’ve been so busy lately. I wanted it to be perfect, and I believe that it is. Do you want to see?”

Of course she did.

He smiled, reaching back for the collar on the table behind him. He fastened it over her neck, hearing her sigh contently as he tightened it. He took the chain leash, clipped it onto the ring, and stood up.

Without another word he walked down the hall. Slowly, so she wouldn’t have issues keeping up. He walked down the stairs, subtly looking back to make sure she kept her stature.

Of course she did.

They reached the basement, and that is when he pulled out the blindfold; the satin ribbon of black, and placed it over her eyes.

She could hear his breathing quicken. Feel a slight tremor to his touch. He was excited. Almost uncontainably so.

She tilted her head in silent wonder. She had not a clue what it could possibly be.

She felt her leash tug forward. She followed, her curiosity begging her to rip off the blindfold. She wouldn’t of course. That would ruin the surprise.

She felt him halt and sat on her ankles. She felt him unhook the leash. She felt his hands move to the back of her head, undoing the ribbon.

She beheld his surprise. It was a cross. St. Andrew’s Cross is she recalled correctly. Boards held together in an ‘x’ formation. Cuff links for her wrists and ankles screwed on.

She took it all in. Having conflicting feelings. Of course she loved it. Of course she was so grateful of all the time, all the effort, that he had put into this.

But at the same time…should they use this consecrated symbol to play on, would that not be a form of desecration? Her heart started to thud against her chest. Her mind spinning.

She touched the cross on her collar. She had the same feelings when he had chosen it. And she wore it with pride. She wouldn’t have rather he picked any other.

Maybe it would be the same with this. It’s not like she would be imitating the death of her Saviour. She would never reenact that. She would never let that be used in their play. He knew this as well as she did.

Which is why, he went with the traditional ‘x’ that is so often used in the bdsm world. But, in all this he knew what kind of thoughts would run through her mind. He knew she’d be hesitant. Should she be adamant that she can’t incorporate the cross into their scenes, he would understand completely. It had been a risk he’d been willing to take. If worse came to worse, he would simply put it up for sale for somebody else to enjoy.

He decided to push it along with a simple command, “Stand up, and put your hands, your ankles in their positions.”

She didn’t look at him as he spoke the words. The words with no room for question. The words with no room for refusal.

She bit her lip and stood. Fiddling with her fingers, thoughts racing. She was trying to make a snap decision.

He refrained from giving her a gentle nudge towards his creation. Instead, he watched that beautiful mind work. He watched her eyebrows twitch, watched her foot tap. And finally, watched with delight as she took a shaky, uncertain step towards the cross.

One step that became two. This time more confident. And another. He watched her head lift. Her chin up, jaw set, eyes narrowed. She had made up her mind and nobody could change it. He knew the expression well. She could be a stubborn ass if she so wanted.

With a steeling breath she lifted her arms, spread her legs, and waited.

Beaming, he took striding steps over to her. Delicately placing her wrists into the cuffs, tightening them, clasping them.

He brought his hands around to the straps he had installed on the back. Straps for her biceps. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she could struggle herself out of almost anything. These were just a precaution against that from happening.

She raised an eyebrow, a blush creeping into her cheeks. She knew the reason why he needed those extra straps.

He saw the expression and paused to brush his lips against hers. His hands lingered over her body. Tweaking her nipples, grazing down her smooth abdomen. He could hear her near silent squeaks. See her muscles twitch, the hair on her arms raising.

He let his hands drop and crouched to strap down her legs and ankles. But before doing so, he couldn’t resist. Couldn’t resist giving her sweet femininity a kiss. More than a kiss. He ran his tongue up and down the length of that beautiful slit. He sucked gently on her precious button sitting up top. Flicking his tongue gently around it, he heard her moan, “Ohhh Christian…that fucking tongue…”

A quiet giggle tickled his ears, so he kept going. Not with his usual, tactful vigour. No. He kept it sweet, kept it gentle, kept her giggling and moaning. He was building her up. Teasing her for the torture she was about to endure.

Unbeknownst to Jane of course.

He finally withdrew, much to her chagrin. She was already sloppy and wet. Her pretty cunt begging for more. Later. He silently promised.

He clasped in her ankles, strapped down her thighs, and took a step back. He smiled in admiration, took his phone out and snapped a picture. She still had that desperate look on her face. Her pussy was still glistening, both with arousal and his saliva. Fucking beautiful.

“Now, my pet. Now we will begin, and here are the rules. You are not allowed to cum. Under any circumstances…you are not. allowed. to cum. Do you understand?”

A distressed whimper escaped her lips, “Yes Sir…”

“Good girl.”

And then he began. He started with a tiny vibrator. It looked like a clip, she had never seen it before. He put on end inside of her, easy to do because she was fucking soaked. The other end rested perfectly on her clit.

Her jaw dropped. Her body started to writhe. And he hadn’t even turned it on yet. He laughed, using the remote to turn it to a lower setting.

Instantly she was moaning. Her legs flexing and relaxing at the stimulation. Her breathing sped, her mind draining of all coherent thought.

He smirked and went to his special drawer of goodies. A drawer she had been forbidden to snoop in. He brought out a chain with two clamps attached at each end.

Her eyes were shut in building ecstasy so she didn’t see. She did, however, notice the second he attached one of them to her nipple.

She gasped sharply, yelping at the sudden spark of pain. Her eyes snapped open, her pretty mouth twisting in a grimace as he attached the other.

“Come on babe…I thought you were a 12/10?”

She snarled at the reference and forced a haughty arrogance to mask her face, “I am.”

He pulled on the chain, her nipples stretching painfully, causing her mind to split in confusion. She wanted to whimper at the jolts of pain, but she wanted to moan sweetly as the vibrations down below continued its merciless assault.

Her body shook, she tried to keep from wincing. Tried to keep any sound from escaping her throat. But that failed drastically when he used his other hand to turn the vibration up. In a rapidly pulsing sequence.

He tugged a little harder, just long enough to elicit a scream. A scream of sheer frustration. If she wanted to, she could cum already. It never takes her long.

He upped the ante and dropped the chain. With no warning whatsoever, he slid two fingers inside of her. The invasion pushed the other end of the vibrator against that particular spot. The particular spot that was his favourite to claim.

He started to pump his fingers in, out, in, out. His other hand holding the vibrator on her clit in place.

It was almost impossible for her to keep the orgasm at bay. To keep it roiling and riling; an angry beast confined to a cage.

Her body thrashed as each time his fingers went back inside her, it would push the vibrator against her gspot and send her to space with overwhelming need.

He watched her face. Watched her eyebrows scrunch together as she fought against herself. Watched the beads of sweat form on her forehead. Her nails bit into her palms. Her teeth grit together.

It was taking every ounce of self control she had not to cum right then and there.

He decided to try and break it. Break her will. He took the remote and maxed it out. Turned it to the highest, setting. The setting with two second pauses for every seven seconds of vibrating.

Another scream. A plea this time. A plea for release.

A little longer…

He kept his fingers going and started to bite her skin. She was losing her mind. Drool dripping off her lips. Chest heaving.

She was a mess.

A fucking mess.

It was for that reason alone that he bellowed into the heated basement, “Cum Jane. Fucking cum for me!”

She bit her lip as she allowed her body to relax. And in that split second, in that moment, her world stopped. Time paused.

With another reach of his fingers her body exploded. She squirt a steady stream onto his hand. She didn’t care though. No. She didn’t care as her body was sent into endless spasms. Each muscle convulsing to a different rhythm. Her screams of sheer joy sliced through the air and entered the atmosphere. The dogs playing outside paused, cocking their ears before resuming their play.

He pulled out his fingers, set the vibrator on low and smeared the dripping liquid from his digits onto her lips.

Her head hung limp, tongue barely making it out of her mouth to lick it off. Her body was stuck in a post-orgasmic limbo. The constant, low hum of the vibrator making every nerve jolt. Making her overstimulated clit throb.

“Well my love, I’m hungry. So I’m going to make us supper. I’ll be back in an hour or two.”

He snapped two more pictures as her eyes widened in shock, in pleading. But just as she opened her mouth to vocalize her opinion, he cut in,

“Oh. And don’t cum.”

And with that, he turned his back, turned the vibrator up, and walked up the stairs and out of sight.

Lordy.🔥😈🔥 Someone may have a death wish. 😉

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Falling For You- Tom Holland x Reader (Part 2)

Part 1

Word count: 4, 073

Warnings: None

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Tom scanned the park for you, feeling his nerves grow with each passing moment. What will you think of him now? Did you still like him?

He sighed loudly as he watched the cars pass by. Your bewitching smile refused to leave his head.

He had been nervous all day, knowing that deep inside, he needed you more than ever. You were more beautiful than he remembered, your maturity radiant and refutable. How did he miss the potential you promised?

This date was impulsive. But Tom couldn't deny how long he'd been waiting to see you again. With how much he had missed you, the only cure was to try and mend things.

If only he had been more courageous back then. If only... if only.

He never got the chance to tell you how he felt back then. And now, the young man was starting to second guess himself. His heels began to ache from standing in an awkward position for too long, eyebrows narrowing as he wondered if you would appreciate what he had planned out.

Tom was too shy, too self-conscious. But thankfully, his trip to America had settled those conflicting thoughts. He was now a different person on the inside and the outside. More confident, physically, and mentally.

He had worked so hard to improve his acting skills; with hard work came success. He'd been working out regularly for months now, and his body was starting to sculpt into the complexion he'd always dreamed of having. Now, all that was missing was a woman by his side. Tom may have changed his appearance, but he was still the same softie his parents had raised him to be. He still cared for his home, his family, and his friends. That would never change, no matter how famous he got.

Just like his feelings for you. He had hoped and prayed they would go away in time, but they kept growing stronger. When he saw your face last night in the pub, it all came crashing down like a tidal wave.

He remembered your tenderhearted ways, how you had always been there for him even when he didn't deserve it. He was too childish to realize it then, but he was deeply in love with you and didn't know how to deal with it. Tom had not been ready, even if he desperately wanted to be.

He could tell the same realization happened to you. It was evident in your eyes, in your reserved yet hopeful body language, and in the slight blush that crept along your cheeks every time he uttered your name.

The passion was still there. It had to have been, or else you wouldn't have said yes.

Tom leaned against the chain-linked fence, glancing back every once in a while just to see if you had arrived.

He wanted to see you so badly. The anxiety was killing him. What if you didn't show up? The anxious boy grimaced. That would be reasonable. That's essentially what he did to you. He left without saying goodbye.

He felt so much better about himself now, but that didn't mean you would take him back. What if you secretly hated him? The romantic side of him that he had saved for you was just waiting to emerge, begging and grasping for attention.

It was starting to cloud his consciousness.

Tom exhaled deeply and scrolled through his Instagram feed, reading a few recent comments that fueled his ego. He had about 200k, which was good for an amateur actor who hadn't landed any starring roles. A small fan base was better than nothing, and all of this newfound attention was from his own hard work and dedication.

But he was getting there, his dream role was a few weeks away. That audition would mean everything, but for now, he needed someone to help take his mind off things. You were the perfect person to do so. The person who always did, back before all of this started. Even before he was able to pursue his dream. The thought of losing you permanently had always scared him, so much so that he wasn’t able to form a proper goodbye. One that caused all this pain to begin with.

Tom hadn't seen you in ages, and you looked better than ever. If he'd fancied you back then, he couldn't even imagine what he would do for you now. His heart began to beat faster at the thought. It was scary, as he realized he might possibly do anything.

"Tom?" Your voice snapped through the silence, everything else becoming mere background noise.

He lifted his head and almost melted right then and there.

Your hair drifted so peacefully in the evening breeze, seeming to light up the entire atmosphere. You smiled shyly at him and tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear. "What's up?" You greeted, sighing deeply as your breath misted into the air. Your cheeks were starting to redden from the chill, but you didn't seem to mind.

You looked just as nervous as him. Possibly distracted by your own thoughts.

Tom hadn't really thought it through when he asked if you wanted to take an evening walk. But when was London ever a comfortable temperature?

"I promise we won't be out in the cold too long." He chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets from the brisk air. "I just wanted to take you one place."

Dismissing his statement, your eyes focused on his hands. You started to rummage through your purse. "Do you want mittens? I have an extra pair."

"S-sure." He said between shivers, graciously taking up on your offer. Tom took his hands out of his pockets and slipped the warm fabric on. "Thank you."

He's always appreciated how prepared you were. He knew you had prepared yourself for heartbreak, even if you did not show it. Only someone with a genuine and kind heart would be so bold. You were there to hear him out.

Because last night, even drunk, Tom could see the look in your eyes. There was a longing you held that he was unable to notice before.

"It's no problem." Your nose crinkled in the most adorable way as you smiled. "Now, we can hold hands."

The last part came out as a whisper as if you were unsure of your own rash actions. Regardless though, you followed through, grasping his hand tightly.

Without blatantly making your intentions known, he had gathered the hint. You were willing to try and make things right. That was all he could have asked for.

Tom noticed you had become surprisingly cheerful. Knowing you all too well, he understood that your cheerfulness was a way to protect yourself, a facade of sorts.

Embarrassed, Tom glanced away briefly. If he failed to win your heart back on this date, things between the two of you would no longer exist. The young man knew he couldn't deal with that. You were far too important.

"Ohhh." He laughed, intertwining his coated fingers with yours. "I'm the one who's supposed to make the moves, not you darling."

You leaned against him and tittered, feeling more confident with Tom's true intentions. You had already surpassed your high school awkwardness in less than five minutes. It had taken you and him three years to get this close back in the day.

But you were different, and so was he.

Breathing deeply, you discarded those thoughts. You glanced up, and the cold that had previously surrounded you disappeared when you looked into his eyes. "Where to?"

Tom squeezed your hand firmly, his entire body warming at the sight of you so content by his presence. "You'll see, I think you'll like it."

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You tried your best not to laugh as Tom guided you down the rocky and secluded path. You could hear each step you took, the snow crunching underneath your weight. The snow threatened to push over the hemlines of your socks, but you persisted farther.

To you, the entire situation was comical. The sun had begun to finally set, and you were slowly hiking through a forest with a man you had once known in grade school. A branch brushed against your jacket as Tom slowly but surely helped you through the forest.

You did not need the help but you knew how proper Tom was. And because of it, you were able to cling to him longer than necessary.

"Where in the world are you taking me?" You ventured to ask, already knowing he wouldn't give you the answer. You found this quite the adventure for a first date and reunion. The place he was leading you to seemed familiar, but in a way, you could not describe. The landscape had been cast into shadows, yet the atmosphere was one you found yourself resonating with. Nostalgic vibes from deep within your soul, masked under the guise between good and evil.

"Shh!" A deep chuckle followed shortly after you stepped over a fallen tree, it was hardly visible. "Almost there." He spoke without looking behind him. The two of you were completely alone, and that thought made you excited.

You were quiet after that, but your grin stayed constant- your true feelings unable to remain hidden. The little things he did made you feel special. Tom could make your heart flutter with just one glance.

Tom’s hat was covering the hair you adored, but his curls were poking out slightly. You wondered if he still hated them, even though all the girls used to swoon over his locks. Unbeknownst to him, you had engaged in that endless dialogue.

Keeping your eyes focused on the back of his head, you almost didn't realize that you had come to an opening. A large boulder was placed in the middle. It was big enough to seat a few people comfortably.

It took you a moment to remember its significance. But as soon as you did, a blush appeared on your cheeks. Tom thought it was adorable.

"The kissing rock?" You squeaked.

"You were my first kiss." He reminded, turning to you with a shy smile, reflecting on the more awkward moments of your relationship. Though sometimes unbearable to think about, bittersweet they remained.

You blushed at the memory. You both had your first kisses with each other one night when you and all your friends decided to play seven minutes in heaven. A freshmen year hangout circle that sometimes pressured you to partake in activities you wouldn't typically have.

At fifteen years old, your heart began to pound loudly in your chest. Watching the lone beer bottle land on your best friend and crush caused your eyes to go wide. Admittingly, you had hoped that you might be able to kiss him, but now that it was happening, your anxiety spiraled until you were unable to move.

"Uhm-i-" You stuttered, open-mouthed. You were only brought back to reality by a flood of teasing and laughter. Your girlfriends knew how infatuated you were with him. Yet they also knew how shy you were. An interaction like this would never happen in any other scenario.

Your best friend cheered you on with a smirk of approval.

"Let's go then." Tom eagerly stood up, watching your cheeks grow noticeably red. He tried to usher you into the room and away from the gaze of all your so-called friends.

Once the closet door closed, you exhaled roughly. You'd never kissed anyone before, and Tom knew that. What if he was grossed out by you in this way? Would you be able to keep your mouth shut?

"Well, my friends say you have a crush on me." He whispered, leaning as nonchalantly against the wall as he could. Even through your own sheepishness, you could sense his nerves. "So we can kiss if you'd like to."

An excellent proposal indeed, but the fact of any boy being aware of your true feelings sent your sense into a frenzy. How could they possibly know you were in love with your best friend?

"If you want to." You bit your lip, glancing away.

A short, goofy, and inexperienced Tommy spoke under his breath. "I've always wanted to."

"Okay." You said, sitting up a little straighter. You didn't know what else to do. Weren't the guys supposed to lean in? Were you supposed to keep your eyes open?

Tom moved towards you, testing the waters by setting one hand on your shoulder and tucking the other by the low of your back. His touch was shocking in this way, and your teenage brain was desperately trying to sort through the motions.

Naturally, and almost perfectly, he leaned in. Your lips touched hesitantly at first but then pressed hard once the two of you were able to kiss with closed eyes. You gripped him suddenly as the kiss escalated. You weren't ready for that, though part of you wanted to continue.

"Someone might see, Tommy."

Tom pulled away, trying hard not to grin.

"Then, we pretended like nothing happened."

"Yeah." He scratched the back of his neck, awkwardly. "Then you started dating Jerry."

"Fucking Jerry." You chuckled heartily. "What a bloke."

"Yeah." He smiled, biting his lip as he noticed your anxious expression. You didn't seem to be as excited as he thought you would be. Maybe you didn't have any good memories here? Tom pondered on your high school relationships. He'd never kissed anyone here back in the day, but he had heard great things from his mates.

Most serious couples in your high school had kissed here after school. It might be cheesy, but he wanted to kiss you here. He always had. If you shared terrible memories with this place, he wanted to try and make a good one.

Tom thought that making this relation would cheer you up. Nostalgia was a fitting cure when times were low, especially when you had been away from home for years.

"Follow me." He urged, taking your hand in his, and pulling you towards the rock.

Your hesitation soon faded as your hands intertwined again. This wasn't what happened back then. It was different, Tom was here with you, and you were adults now.

Smirking to yourself, you shook your head. You two were alone, you were adults, and you had feelings for each other. Right? So why were you so afraid?

Taking this leap would mean there was no turning back. Whatever happened tonight would determine your entire relationship with him.

“Y/N?” He chuckled, waving his hand in your face. You had zoned out for a moment.

“Sorry,” You laughed with him, smacking his hand away from your face in a teasing manner.

Tom helped you climb up the boulder, his hands resting firmly on your waist to hoist you up. You blushed at the contact, knowing he was gripping lower than he needed to. Chills were sent up your spine as his warmth moved elsewhere.

Once you had gotten on top of the rock, you turned around to give him support, only to find he was already sitting next to you. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head lightly. "I see you're more athletic now."

He scooted next to you, a cheeky grin upon his lips. "I'm only trying to show off, you know that, right?"

Your eyes darted in the opposite direction, trying to keep your eyes focused on the long stretch of forest. Tom was much more blunt, much more confident. The old Tom would have never been so straightforward. And as much as it embarrassed you, you loved it.

You turned back to him once the burning sensation in your stomach died down. "You're going to have to do more than that." You teased, becoming aware of how close you were. His lips were just inches away, and he was starting to seem irresistible.

Tom noticed it too. His urges growing stronger as he watched your tongue run smoothly across your lips. The action made them glossy and far more kissable. Were you waiting for him to do it?

After a moment of searching for an answer in your expression, he started to lean in. He closed his eyes and went for the kiss. Tom could feel his heart racing, he had wanted to do this so badly, and it needed to be perfect. He had to make up for the years he had failed to make you his. Maybe it was for the best, but the time you had spent apart had only caused both of you pain.

If that was not a sign, Tom couldn't fathom what would be. Everything about you felt right. Everything about you, he loved. It was about time he was brave enough to come forth and admit it.

And perfect it was. As soon as your lips touched, he felt his emotions ignite in a peaceful yet passionate blaze that he had never felt before.

You shivered from the contact, knowing that if you were standing, your knees would have buckled. Being there with him, like that, was everything you had ever dreamed it would be.

You kissed him back, deepening the kiss and asking for more. You were in love with him, and he didn't even know it. Maybe this was your last chance to show him, perhaps this moment with him was all you had left.

"Tommy--" You gasped against his lips, literally melting into his warm embrace. His hand brushed against your cheek, guiding you closer with a gentle touch. The second kiss was wet, much sloppier than the first. Your emotions were poured into every movement, your skin aflame and senses alive.

More. I need more.

The way you moaned his name encouraged him to take a step forward and pull you closer. He had waited so long to do this, and he never thought he would be able to. That's why this was so special. He was getting a second chance with the love of his life.

The kisses intensified, and your lips parted, inviting him for more. Practically begging for it.

Your lips began to move in sync, the kisses turning sloppy, filling with hunger and need from all the time you had spent apart. From all the years of denying your love.

Tom's hands began to wander, feeling you up and down from all the angles you had always imagined he would explore. You let him readily, relishing in his praise, becoming drunk on the sensation his lips gave you. You wanted more, you needed more.

You held his face in your mitten-covered hands, kissing him tenderly as you moved to sit on his lap. The contact caused Tom to groan, his arms looping around your waist and holding you as close as he could through the thick clothes you were wearing.

He wanted to feel your skin against his. He knew this wasn't enough to satisfy the passion building up inside him. You were too tempting and always had been. Tom knew you were innocent, and that's what made you so much more alluring. You were waiting to become his, and now was finally the right time.

The two of you pulled apart briefly to catch your breath. Tom tilted his head back to gaze at you. Your cheeks were flushed, but it might of been from the cold. Your expression was sheepish, but not ashamed. And your eyes... man, your eyes seemed to promise him treasures he could only dream of.

"I've been waiting so long to do that." Tom managed to string together a full sentence. It was true, and he has been repeating that to himself for the past two years.

You hastily glanced away. "M-me too." You whispered, acting as if you still did not believe it happened.

Wishing for it to continue, but knowing you had to stop before things got too heated, you crawled off his lap and sighed. You couldn't stop smiling.

"I really fancy you." Tom blurted, eyes widening at the realization of what he said. "If you couldn't tell..." He added, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. That's what he did in embarrassing situations.

"I figured that out when I saw the rock." You blushed. "I remember you saying that you wanted to bring your future girlfriend here."

He couldn't believe you would remember something like that. It made him feel warm inside, a fluffy, and respectful kind. That must mean that you felt the same, or at least you did. It made him sad to think that you liked him back in high school. Hearing him say something like that must have broken your heart.

"I guess that wish came true," Tom said.

Your eyes widened. What did that mean?

"I want to be with you, Y/N." He whispered, all the presumptions of his youth fading away with just one sentence. Now, he seemed like a man. A man who was able to admit, and make sense of his decade-long feelings.

You could not find the words to speak, your mind analyzing all the possibilities of what that could mean.

"I really hope you know how sorry I am for leaving you." The words came out in a flood, and Tom's composure crumbled in front of your eyes. "When I saw you yesterday, I realized how much I hurt you. You don't deserve that Y/N." He took a deep, shaky breath. "I hope you can give me another chance to make things right... and to possibly be more than friends."

You were deeply pained from his tone and the way his voice faltered when thinking of the past.

"Tommy, it's okay. I understand." You smiled sadly, wrapping your arms back around the boy. You didn't want him to feel bad about it. Though both of you had suffered, there was no going back to fix it. The time apart, though excruciating on bad terms, helped bring you back together. Being away from him for the first time, helped you realize how special he really was to you. He wasn't just your best friend. He was not just a crush. He was the love of your life.

Tilting your head, you pressed a chaste kiss to his chilled cheeks.

It's not like you had confessed to him before, or made your feelings known. You were both oblivious about your feelings. But why did he leave without saying goodbye all those years ago?

Tom could tell what you were thinking by the grief-stricken look on your face.

"I left without saying goodbye because I knew I couldn't face you. I was afraid to confirm my love for you, Y/N..." He hugged you back, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You smelled as amazing as he remembered, your warmth engulfing him in comfort no other woman could. You were what he had always been craving, and you were always right in front of him.

"Love?" You whispered astonishingly, picking up on the word as he breathed its existence.

Tom pulled away, nodding slowly.

"You love me?" You gasped, tears starting to gather at your eyelids. The fear of your feelings blossoming further in a one-sided relationship faded. It was going to be okay.

"I love you." He confirmed, all his nerves vanishing as your expression beamed brightly back at him. For a moment, silence consumed you. Before you could think further, tears gathered in the corners of your eyes. Reaching your sleeve up, you quickly wiped them away.

"I love you too." You choked out, the words feeling so good on your lips. So right to say and express. "I always have..." You admitted, eyes flickering away as you said it. "I was too afraid to tell you, and it killed me."

"But I'm here now, I've realized my mistake," Tom assured, pulling you into his chest and squeezing you tight. He couldn't believe how stupid he was back then to leave someone like you behind. You were meant to be together, you had to be. There had never been anyone else that had come close.

He wasn't going to let you slip away again.

"Come back to my place," Tom commanded more than he asked. The cold was starting to become unbearable, now that the passionate heat that sparked between you had calmed.

"I want to show you how much you really mean to me."

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tfw-no-tennis · 4 years

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hxh movie....2!

ruth and i watched the second hxh movie and that certainly was a movie

the title is already cracking me up lmao ‘the last mission’ THATS SO DRAMATIC.

the first like 3 scenes feel totally disconnected like theyre from different movies vnjskdfnsdkflk

‘many decades ago’ vbhjdsfbajsdf that phrasing is hilarious somehow

damn young netero just killed jeb bush

ah look its our movie villains, starting their villain stuff

so i guess this is set around where we are in the series now - like, somewhere in this beginning part of the chimera ant arc where gon and killua are hanging w/kite. which is kinda funny bc they dont explain AT ALL how and why gon and killua are in this city suddenly hvbajdsfjskdjan

killua skateboarding makes me smile :’) love it

IS THAT ZUSHI??????? AHHHHHHH MY BOY!!!!!!!!!! BABY BOY!!!!!!!!!!! LOOK AT HIMMMM HES A LIL BUFF 7 YR OLD NOW OUGHHHH HES GROWN SO MUCH...POWERFUL BABY....IM SO PROUD

omg wing and bisky are here too!!! nen fam

im so proud of zushi being a floor master omg....i love how the side characters progress and grow offscreen, separate of the protags, kinda like seeing pokkle again (rip tho, i think)

LEORIOOOOO MY MAN!!!!!!! he really showed up for like 3 seconds then gets KOd and dumped in a sewer....STOP DOING MY MAN SO DIRTY GIVE HIM SCREENTIME..

ohhh so we’re doing anime die hard. kinda like the first macadamia movie

that lady rlly just stabbed herself huh.

these antags look like theyre from naruto. main antag dude looks like about 7 different anime guys fused

oh man netero got dunked on immediately Ls. gotta take him out so the protags can do the fighting

gon and killua are so good. and also in love. epic 12 yr old romance

KURAPIKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lookin sharp in a suit. also just looking depressed as hell in general. KURAPIKA ARE YOU...GOOD....ARE YOU STAYING HYDRATED??? TAKING UR VITAMINS?? I DONT THINK YOU ARE.

also i still cant believe kp is working for neon still...it rlly feels like they just gave up on life and just figured that staying there was fine or w/e

now the 3 protags are goin full die hard thru the tower...WHERE is leorio i cant believe they rlly threw my mans in a sewer like that smh

these guys r rlly called ‘the shadow’ thats so edgy

also i watched this like a few hours ago but im a dumb bitch so im reading thru the wiki article for the movie to remind me what happened, and apparently The Shadow(tm) was the black ops division of the hunter association, and they were later rekkt once they started w/the On...i so didnt get that while actually watching the movie vhdakjfhbskdfn thanks hunterpedia for explaining that one to me

wooowww so the HA rlly just committed massive, morally reprehensible war crimes and then just sealed it all in a book or st and moved on. yikes id be mad too, generic anime dude villain

so these three rlly just resurrected a dude by going into the desert and saying ‘hey we r emo can you give us some power and maybe anime jeb bush’ and that Worked

now kurapika is fighting the dude in the control room and gon&killua are fighting Big Dude WHO BEAT UP ZUSHI!!!!!!!!! get his ass boys

LEORIOOOOOO MMY MAN IS BACK FROM HIS SEWER ADVENTURE!!!!!!!!! ILY SIRRRRR

and then he immediately gets yoinked by hisoka, who is for some reason in this movie. i feel like they were like oh yeah hisoka is like, the 5th main character/antagonistic force of the story so i guess he should be here. its hilarious tho bc he spends 90% of his already limited screentime in this movie just playing w/his playing cards and smirking. bastard man you just gooo awayyyyy

seeing beans again omggggg green dude u r great

also who the FUCK is that smarmy looking blonde at the HA HQ...i hate him already based on 1) his atrocious pattern-clashing fashion sense, and 2) his smarmy aura. he looks like hes never thought a thought in his life. ruth says he might be buddies w/ging which makes me hate him even more

gon and killua....r dating. ty

when gon and the bad guy start fighting in the elevator shaft and killua just kinda watches hvbajddfhbsjf hes like ‘oh the narrative demands that gon fights solo for a bit so i guess ill stay here’ lmao

but then he saves gon with his physics-heavy electromagnet elevator clamp plan....smart baby

then after they defeat the guy they just start chatting lol i love them

ohhh shit the guy exploded, thats fucked up

poor gon :( more trauma for the poor kid

meanwhile kurapika fights an evil clone of themself. wow

tbh kurapika could totally one-up these guys by being like ‘well ok at least you have each other, im the VERY LAST kurta’

its strange to see kurapika fighting w/the sticks instead of the chains tbh

WHO THREW THAT KNIFE AT THE GUY IT HAS TO BE LEORIO HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

LEORIO AND KURAPIKA REUNION HHHHH THEYYYYY

they are married tyvm

kurapika is soooo not doin well like...please get some rest

kurapika referring to their ‘new friends’ hmmmm thats probably an actual canon reference since this doesnt get brought up again in the movie. probs referring to w/e kp is doing in canon at this point

LEORIO USING NEN LMAOOO hes like pshhhh that was easy but internally hes like owww....sir ily sm

damn kurapika rlly stabbed that guy w/a stick huh. rip dude

ohhh shit its those drug capsule things

KURAPIKA RLLY TOOK A BULLET FOR LEORIO HUH. I HATE IT HEREEEEEE

leorio best dude

wow so kp has to make an On covenant OR DIE...yeah i think theyll choose the die option

squad reunion :’) even tho kp is like, dying

gon is such a good boy :( ily baby

leorio and kurapika are str8 up married ty

final battle timeee

love how at this point in the story gon only has one attack so he has no choice but to keep doing that same attack (well, the 3 variations) over and over til st happens lmao

lmao gon and kurapika are rlly on the opposite ends of the ‘On’ scale here w/kp willing to die rather than accept using On, and gon seeking out On for POWER and also VENGEANCE

the themes of gon’s righteous anger on behalf of others continues...

the boys are rlly getting tossed around a lot this movie geez

hh boy gon is now...PURPLE-BLUE

oooh killua convincing the lady to chill out was cool - tho ngl i didnt realize she was still alive

now netero can go ham. i wonder if he’ll finish the fight or if gon will

uh oh gon is Extra Feral now

gon: IM EVIL NOW

killua: NOT ON MY FUCKING WATCH

oughhh they love each other so much bro. fuck this

gon banging his head on the ground and then killua jumping in between him and the ground....true love bro

gon snapped out of it WITH THE POWER OF LOVE!!!!!!!!!! im emo and gay. thanks

love how even when netero was younger he was still like, an old guy lmao

and then the next day theyre all just back in heavans arena hbvhdahdfbjsakf who cares that the building just got hijacked? whatevs

kurapika smiling a little and melody then smiling knowingly....melody is like Bitch I Know Youre In Love

still kurapika seems like. not Right. pls get some therepy

im glad zushi got to fight that guy like he was supposed to....and w/the nen fam cheering him on :’)

THOUGHTS

its wild how they didnt really delve into the whole ‘war crimes’ thing w/the hunter association lmao. idk if this movie is canon so that might be why....they just brushed over the fact that the HA was like, running concentration camps and murdering entire groups of people. wild

this movie was fun!! it felt more like hxh than the last movie, which v much felt like a generic anime movie. this one felt more in character. it did fall into typical anime movie tropes sometimes but the characters felt more like themselves here, espec w/the point of the story this seems to be set at

like gons anger and all that - while it obvs comes from a place of love and kindness, he can get carried away sometimes...i feel like we’re gonna rlly delve into the negative impact of this in the CA arc and i am both so ready and not ready at all

this movie was hella gay which i appreciate. love the gays

all in all this was fun!! i wish there were more hxh movies lmao i love anime movies. well at least theres the musical LMAOOO im gonna watch that soon

#the watching continues #i havent posted a lot of my other recaps bc theyre p incomplete lmao #im workin on it tho #not that anybody cares lmao. thats ok tho im posting these for my own reference #hxh #lj watches hxh

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bubblyani · 5 years

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Limit of Love

(Freddie Jackson x Reader)

Part 1 of Freddie Jackson Two Shot

Request by : @97freaknik

Rating: Mature (18+)

Author’s Note: When the idea of Freddie being in love was presented to me, it really did feel very challenging to imagine, given what we see in The Take. But anyways, we all can dream and imagine. And based on the request, I went through a rollercoaster ride myself writing this. Separated this into two parts, so that I can really get in to this. Hope you all enjoy!

The sun shining at nighttime was a phenomenon considered impossible. But not for you. Especially whenever those eyes, mixed with green and blue were in view. Whenever that smile, that flashed with happiness never left you alone. The smile that hinted happiness that only both of you could ever share.

All this, belonged to Freddie Jackson. And fortunately, he belonged to you.

“Busy with work?”

The question escaped your lips ever so casually, as your boyfriend entered the flat. You may have sounded so, but only you knew how excited you were upon seeing him.

“Mmmm yeah yeah...more or less” closing the door behind him, Freddie pondered while answering,“How about you?” His attention proceeded to move over to you, who seemed to be leaning on the pantry, scribbling something with focus.

“Oh! the same...yeah” you replied, tone filled with empathy, eyes unmoved.

“What you up to?”

“Ah...I got to fill these out for mum..” you said, pointing with your pen when he peeped from your side.

“It’s funny...” you began, “...when my parents used to tell me how busy they were, I wouldn’t believe them for one sodding bit...but now...” chuckling, you continued, “I understand...”

You didn’t hear his reply. In fact you didn’t hear anything at all.

“I hope you know...I’m not that kind of girl...to give you an awful time just cause I don’t see you for a few days an-Freddie? are you listening?”

Your question finally seemed valid, especially when you felt the zipper of your dress slowly being undone, and you knew Freddie was behind you.

“Hmmm? Yeah go on...” his mindless response made you chuckle, for you knew where this was heading.

“Anyways, I’m really alright with th ...” you suddenly paused, “....that”. You were suddenly aware of the tight claps of your bra as it was finally loosened, when he unhooked it.

“Hmmm...”

In a concentrated world of his own, Freddie went ahead to brush your hair upfront. Your skin was rife with life with his feathery kisses landing on the back of your neck.

“So...how about...” shivering, you continued , “you?”

Holding on to the pantry, you were fully distracted from your previous engagement, “Things still sour with Ozzy?” You struggled to form that question with all your might when his kisses descended down to the your now exposed back.

“Yeah....not much has changed with that selfish bugger...” he muttered on to your skin. You sighed, slowly turning to face him.

“I’m sorry Freddie...” you said, stroking his cheek, “he might think highly of Jimmy now. But it won’t last forever...”

“Yeah well... let’s not talk about that fuckin’ geezer...when I’m here with you. Come here-”

With his hands on your waist, he kissed you on the lips.You were clearly reminded of the magic you shared with him the moment the lips touched.

As the magic sustained, those hands skillfully wandered back, tightly holding on to the openings of your dress. And in one clean motion , you felt him pull your dress down, the unhooked bra catching up, until you remained in just your underwear. Giggling into the kiss, you were definitely not surprised.

“Awwww...hello darlings...” Freddie cried out affectionately, his eyes moving over to your bare breasts. Brushing your hair back, you offered him a better view. “Fuckin’ hell...” you watched him lick his lips,“I missed these so much I even fuckin’ dreamt of them...” leaning forward, your head titled to the side as you felt him kiss your jawline. He was indeed serious, quickly cupping your left breast with his right hand, his palm encircling your nipple until it grew hard. All this, you were no stranger to. It was merely one of the things he enjoyed,and you certainly didn’t mind.

“Did you miss me?”

He pulled away from your neck, the moment you asked him that. You may be fine not seeing him for a while, but it did not encompass your insecurities about his feelings for you.

His left hand that remained on your waist suddenly disappeared, grabbing your face only to kiss you once again. You felt your entire body de solidify when his kiss grew intense. You wanted to take all those words back when his tongue entwined with yours, deepening it within seconds.

“Every ...fucking ...day babe” he breathed. Excitedly, you bit your lower lip upon his satisfactory response. Finally your hunger were on par with his.

“You know...”

“Hmmm?”

“It has been a while...” you purred, guiding his hand from your face, over to your buttocks, “since we-Ahh...” gasping, you felt a dose of pleasure when he took your nipple between his fingers, “...fooled around on the pantry” you moaned, immersed in arousal as his fingers rolled the hardened bud.

Chuckling low in victory, Freddie gave it a playful pull, making it swollen and red. Once he savored your moan which followed, he kissed you hungrily, showing his approval before lifting you up, placing you firmly on the pantry top to begin your lustful escapade.

6 months. You couldn’t believe you didn’t know of him, you didn’t know of this bliss 6 months before.

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(6 months ago)

A zombie would have approved of the way you stepped into the pub, for it was a spot on imitation.The pub was almost deserted, and fortunately you preferred it that way. How else would it mirror your emotions? Sliding into a bar stool, your heavy sigh signaled the bartender of your arrival.

The vodka you ordered did not seem to help one bit, leading you to take another sip with a larger volume. You wished you could melt away just like the alcohol that melted away in your tongue. In the midst of all the melancholy, you were suddenly startled when a figure sat right next to you.

“Oi! Billy...the usual, mate”

This voice, it hinted somewhat of an attractive tone. It was the tone you liked. And as you stealthily turned your head to lay your eyes on him, you knew your instincts were not mistaken. His half opened shirt showed off the gold chain around his neck. And the way he scratched his ear, gave his rings and piercing quite the attention. But nevertheless, he looked appealing. He was handsome in your eyes, and you knew you weren’t the only one who stood by this. And all the sudden, you felt aware of yourself.

“You like what you see, babe?”

Eyes widened, you were now definitely aware of how he caught you staring.

“Oh!” turning away in an instant “I’m sorry...that was rude” you said weakly. He chuckled.

“Ohhh...naaahhh” he shook his hand in the air“it’s alright, it’s a free country, innit Billy?” He said, looking at the bartender.

You chuckled, feeling more at ease. It seems you haven’t screwed up yet.

“So...” the man began, “...what’s a beauty like you...” he continued, pointing at you, “doing here alone..at a time like this?”

The mere fact he acknowledged you as beautiful was a progressive step forward. And it cheered you up even more.

“Well...this ‘beauty’ just got fired”you said, raising your glass “Here’s to no future!”

“Awww fuckin hell...” with a dejected tone, he turned to you “ I’m sorry love” he said, to which you responded with shrugged shoulders, “Billy...another round for her..on me”

Heart wrapped in warmth, you looked up from your glass, “Thanks”

Along with the second round, came in introductions, and more excuses for conversation.

“So...what were you doing?”

“I was a hairdresser” you said, “at Lola’s”

“Blimey...is that right?” He asked with surprise. You nodded with a smile.

“Uh huh” you uttered, making you sad later on.

“Well,...”he began,“it’s a fuckin pity they lost themselves a great employee..” he said, lighting up his cigar during.

“Heheh you don’t know that” you said, with your elbows on the table “for all you may know, I might have been the worst one”

“Nahhh...you know what? I don’t believe you” he stubbornly disagreed, as his piercing gaze caught your attention.

“Well...” You muttered, “then I won’t stop you” you smiled.

Looking back at him, you realized you’ve never seen eyes as beautiful as his. And how they held their own against those luscious lips he owned. Thick, inviting and very kissable.

Funny, your thoughts even went that far.

When you went home that night, your stomach ached from laughter, your jaw ached from smiling the entire evening. But your heart didn’t ache, for it was lifted. For you made a friend out of Freddie Jackson.

Your heart continued to remain lifted when the your phone rang frantically the next evening. With its shrill tone, it urged you to answer.

“Hello?”

“Y/N...” that tone echoed in your ear, “Hello babe...”. You squealed in glee.

“Freddieeee...” you cried out, “oh...how are you?” You asked, holding on to the phone “I was just thinking about you...”

“Oh yeah?” He sounded pleasantly surprised.

“Yeah...” your reply was instant “Oh Freddie...I got my old job back!”

“Fuckin’Hell you serious?” He exclaimed. You nodded, “I am ...”. His chuckle through the line made your heart sing.

“Well congratulations babe...”

“Thank you...” your tone grew soft. “Hey..why don’t you come over tomorrow?” You said, leaning on the pantry “I’ll cook ya something” you said, excitement filling your bloodstream.

“You sure I won’t choke to death now?” Freddie asked teasingly. You giggled.

“Very funny ...you won’t cause ...I'm actually quite good”

“Really now?” You involuntarily nodded to his curiosity, “Fuck! My mouth is watering just thinking about it”

Suddenly that tone his, held you by the hand and took you somewhere. Somewhere quite dirty. Suddenly you imagined his eyes washing over you, as if you were the mouthwatering meal.

“Oh um uh...heheheh” you struggled with your response, for you were too busy blushing “...well I’ll see you tomorrow”

The moment you hung up you knew impatience was to rule the day.

Your heart couldn’t stop racing with excitement as you waited for him “tomorrow”. You clearly remembered how you impatiently floated your way towards the door the moment knocks made themselves known.

Although, when you opened the door you were faced with a man who did not look as joyful as you. Instead, there he stood, feeling his own pulse, looking lost.

You swore your heart sank.

“Freddie?” You asked softly, “What’s the matter?”

Wiping his eyes with his fingers, he cleared his throat.

“Nothing babe...I’m fine” he forced himself a grin. You were not entirely convinced. However, you didn’t want to force your way in either. Nevertheless, there he was right in front of you.

Little did he expect you to surprise him by wrapping your arms around him, pulling into an embrace.

“ I am...so glad you’re here...” you breathed into his shoulder, “ ever since I met you I...I feel happier. My life...seems better”

His grip tightened around you.

“Me too, babe”

The shivers you felt running down your spine were indeed real. When you felt him slowly take a whiff of your hair, that heart of yours suddenly remembered to race again. Ready, set, go. There it was.

Pulling away slowly, you looked up shyly to find Freddie’s lips staring at you.Those lips always looked good. But up close, oh! so much better.

“Did anyone ever tell you...” those lips began to form words, “...how fucking good you smell?”

“No...” you whispered, hypnotized. You wanted to kiss him. With all your heart. They were calling out to you.

Before you could inhale, Freddie moved in swiftly, snatching your hopeful lips with his hypnotizing ones. How relieved you were to know he felt the same. As you pulled him in, you knew he’d wholeheartedly agree to the events that will follow.

You were never shy with the idea of lust or the pleasures of the flesh, but that was it. They were interesting, experiential and stimulating; but in the end of the day, you were empty. For love never bothered to get to know you. But that night, when you saw him, when you held him, when he conversed with you through words and touch, you you felt the presence of something you never felt before. You felt love.

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(The next morning)

When he exited the building, he did it with a swagger full of pride. He certainly welcomed the morning looking refreshed and ready. Wearing a toothy grin, he turned back to find you joining him outside.

Hands were enveloped tightly, and greetings were exchanged inaudibly. All before he held your face lovingly, to plant a kiss that would almost last the entire day. Satisfied, you could not help but utter words of affection to him, when he stared in to your eyes with longing.

With a chuckle, the hands quickly parted, allowing yours to wave back at him as you ran to catch the bus. All the while he stood there, lighting his cigarette, eyes glued to your disappearing figure until he finally left for business.

All this, she watched. And as she did, fidgeting seemed non-existent for a few minutes for she was busy holding her breath. Proceeding to bite her manicured nails, Jackie Jackson could not believe what she witnessed just then.

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riintss · 4 years

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🏆 :3

IM GONNA TAKE THIS AS AN OPPORTUNITY TO TALK ABOUT MY A3 BOYS....

FIRST UP!! TAICHI!!!! OHHH MY GODD???? I?????? LOVE HIM?????????? I've said this in the tags before on some post but??? when I first saw him on the download screen I had the AUDACITY to state that I wouldn't like him AT ALL. AND YET!!!! HERE I AM!!!!! THINKING YEARS INTO THE FUTURE AND HOW HE HAS THE HIGHEST CHANCE OF POSSIBLY BECOMING MY HUSBAND. I THINK ABOUT HIM AT THE VERY LEAST 5 TIMES A DAY AND HE ALWAYS MAKES ME!!!! GO ALL BLUSHY!!!!! EVEN WHEN HE'S JUST STANDING THERE!!!!!!!! HE COULD SMILE FOR A SPLIT SECOND AND I'D BE A GONER!!!!!

I'd never imagined a character making me act the way he does- I mean??? have I imagined another f/o accompanying me so much on random ass trips??? NO

He's there at every point these days, either to make me laugh or comfort me or some other thing, and??? that means so much to me????? I rlly have it in for him

Then there's Sakoda!!! what an absolute BABY!!!!!!! He tries SO HARD for Sakyo and its so???? ADORABLE??????? He deserves so much more recognition than he gets!!!! NOT TO MENTION NOBODY LIKE??? NOTICES HIM AT ALL UNTIL SAKYO CALLS FOR HIM????? HUH??????? BABY IS DEADASS WEARING NEON PURPLE LEOPARD PRINT JACKET WITH CHAINS ALL AROUND!!!! HOW CAN YOU NOT NOTICE THIS CUTE PUPPY :((( I'm so sad that I missed out on the April fools tryouts too cause I could've gotten two more backstage stories with him but :(( what can u do

Sakoda is just... rlly adorable and deserving of so much more respect than he gets.... he's so loyal and helpful to not just Sakyo but the entire company!!!! I rlly wanna give him the attention he deserves!!!!!

OH!!! AND AZAMI!!!!! THAT BASTARD. HOW. DID HE END UP ON MY F/O LIST SIMPLY FROM BEING EASILY EMBARRASSED. HOW. TELL ME.

I REALLY dislike the fact that he's younger than me and yet towers over me SO MUCH... LIKE???? AT LEAST GET ME SOME STILTS BEFORE WALKING NEXT TO ME..... On another note though like *brushes hair behind ear* I wouldn't say no if he asked to test some make up on me,,,, even tho I dislike it being on me I wouldn't hesitate to be his muse hmskagshvs

I really can't wait for act 2 to come out on Eng servers I really wanna see more of my boyfriends aghhhh

#THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME GUSH!!!!#this is helping me stay awake so double thank u!!!!#ask #multyshipping #gush.txt #origami 🍁#yakuza pubby 🏵️#thistle 🍂

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voidselfshipp · 3 years

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The Copper Wars

Chapter 4

Okay to rb!

For once,engenieer was not in his workshop, wich meant that jerico arrived Next.

He grabbed the Copper metal sheets, taking a good look at them,and the rest of the lot.

Would he have enough?.

--Sorry for bein' late--engies voice grabs his attention--Was uh,makin tea, I know ya dont exactly like coffee....

--Aw, thanks engie--jeri grabbed the cup--Well..I guess we should get to bussiness.

And that they did.

They spent most of the day assembling the wiring and the mechanisms,that would impulse the big robot.

When the sun was setting both decided to go Grab dinner.

Jer Ate his food on silence,noticing that spy and sniper werent there.

Well,they did seem more secluded than the others.

He politely said thanks,and washed his used dishes, taking vica,who was sleeping on the couch in his arms, and went to highest floor of the base, a watchtower that had a door leading to the roof.

He sat there, leaning on the handrail of the watchtower, as vica was sitting on his shoulder.

The cat purred and nuzzled his neck, he laughed and scratched under their chin.

--Whats on my mind you ask?--he said,looking up at the Sky--i have everything and nothing at the same time, I guess, these days have been very rough--The cat mewled in response--man, now that I think of it,I havent written to dad in a good while, I should do that...

The cat then jumped to the handrail,somehow balancing theirself while on the thin metal tube, their dark purple eyes met their owners, and licked his hand.

--Youve been very cuddly these days vica,not complaining,but Its weird...--he just shrugged, and looked at the time in his watch--Hmm I guess I can stay like this a bit longer...

He spent the rest of the hour talking back and forth with his familiar,who answred with purss and hisses.

--yo Jerico?,wake up--A voice called his name, jer groaned,and leaned on his side,his Back facing the person that was calling him.

--i told jou zo vake Him up softly

He did recognize that voice, he opened his eyes and yawned,now moving his body to rest on his back, he Turned to see scout and medic--Hey guys...whats up?--his voice sounded raspy and deep, as he rubbed his eyes.

--jou overslept, its almost afternoon

--Man....-- he sat up stretching his body, causing his two companions to blush suddenly--Guess I was tired huh?--he smirked and got out of bed,thankfully he had some shorts on--thanks for waking me up,otherwise id be sleeping till noon

--Uh dont mention it

And with a confused look he saw medic and scout bolt out of his room.

--Weird....

He decided to brush it off and grabbed his things and headed for the shower room.

As the water hits his body,he heard the pure chaos that was going down in the rest of the showers.

He couldnt help but giggle as he washed his hair,softly singing to himself, he dried his hair and body once he was done,and wrapped the towel around his waist.

--Can I know what in the name of god was going on?--he grabbed his shirt and pants while looking at the mirror where some of the guys were shaving or combing their hair.

His eyes met medics, realizing his german friend had some blush on his cheeks.

--scout dropped his soap, pyro zried zo help him by setting said soap on fire,we all had zo stop pyro from doing zhe same vith Scouts deodorant

Jerico started to laugh while heading to the changing room--I wish I could have seen it while it was happening that sure was something

After changing he went to eat a quick lunch and getting to work on Forge.

So,the past few weeks he spent his time working with engie.

None of them,except maybe pyro, would admit it,but jericos presence did really make itself be missed, he had been Cooped up with work,barely even greeting and eating breakfast with them.

Engie assured his team jeri was alright,he was working very hard to finish this proyect.

But eventually,the team went with imaginary pitchforks and torches to engie.

-- "The townsfolk got together and they figured out a plan

They knew they'd have to do their best to save their fellow man--Jerico sung while hanging off a harness,soldering Forges faceplates--

And, though they had no weapons, they all had a lot of brains:

They'd build machines to leave their villain in a world of pain!

So Wilbur brought the copper, old Frank supplied the steel;

Bob and Sue had extra chains, and Tommy brought the wheels;

They knew they'd have a chance with these, they knew they'd win the fight

And they worked all through the night!--engie went up the scaffoldings, the robot was huge,thirty feet off the ground was giving him the chills--So saddle up your steam-bike and put your goggles on

We've got to be prepared or else we'll all be dead by dawn

Copperplate is coming and his eyes are seeing red

And he's after Wilbur's head!--his singing was stopped as engie called his name.

--Hey jerico! The guys really wanna see ya,they Came to me like an angry mob!

Jeri stopped what he was doing,and smiled--aww they miss me?thats adorable!--He answered lifting His soldering goggles-'okay lemme finish this and ill be down there in a bit!

Engie sighed in relief,mostly because he could go back down to the safety of the floor.

Jerico finished his work for the day,and descended to the floor, taking off his Gear covered in Grease.

He Walked to the dinning room where everyone was expecting him.

Yes even spy and sniper.

A Sly smile crossed Jers lips--Well well well, a little birdie told me you guys missed me

--yea and what if we did huh?--scout defensely said.

--Well thats just cute!--blacksmith hugged scout tightly with a huge grin on his face.

The Bostonian boy patted his back,red as all hell.

--Well,im here,actually I might go take a shower,im all sweaty,covered in Grease and just disgusting overall

--Youd make us all a favor-spy commented taking a drag from his ciggarette.

--Yeah youve missed me so dearly spy--jers mocking tone got a small chuckle out of the frenchman.

And without much wait blacksmith headed to the shower.

--Im not sayin anything...but he hugged me first!first!-Jeremy commented,bragging about the fact that well,his crush hugged him.

To no-ones surprise,other than jerico himself who didnt know,the mercs new coworker Turned into their crush.

Some just accepted it,others denied it until jeri errased himself from the face of the earth for a while.

--oh ye?when he comes back ill be the very first to hug 'im!--demo barked Back.

A quick shower later,jer quickly changed, and Walked back to where everyone was.

--And im back hi!--his words were cut by demo hugging him tightly,his cheeks Turned bright Pink, and started to giggle--Hey demo wassup?

--Nothin much--his face turned to scout who was green with envy.

--Would ya look at that,actually smelling like a normal human being--sniper added his snarky comment with a playful intention behind it.

--De orejas habla el burro(about ears spoke the donkey)

Spy and engie smiled smugly,and looked at sniper.

--Wot?--the aussie asked to no-one in particular.

--Jerico said like youre the one to talk,pardner

What followed was the longest 'ohhh' coming from the mercs, except of course spy and sniper),like if they went back to their teen years.

--Okay children,behave--blacksmith added,coming out of the kitchen with his tea Cup.

The Next two hours they all sat and talk peacefully,thats until tiredness for the best of jeri,and he Walked down hes room.

--jerico!wait up!--scout ran behind him--jeesus youre fast--this is the first time jer had seen him actually somewhat exhausted.

--Scout whats up?

--First uh,im Jeremy, second I am just...happy youre back,even if its for a bit, at least....we all have missed you, I...I've missed you--jeremy said, scratching the back of his neck--the room changes completly when youre around and i--, what im trying to say is...

Jers brows furrowed,until he heard his companion mutter a soft 'fuck it' and kissed him briefly.

Before scout can run away he grabs his hand and pulls him in for an actual kiss.

The Bostonian wraps one ar around his waist and the other is used as support as he hovers over his crush.

Jeri hugs his neck, pulling him closer.

--oh thank god--scout whispered hiding his face on the crook of blacksmiths neck.

Jerico caresses his hair and smiles--Im going to have to go okay?

He heard scout grunt but nodding,breaking the hug.

They said their goodbyes and jeri went to sleep.

What a day it was...

#f/o fic #🔥⚒toughesr coppersmith around⚒🔥

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