#once again flirting w members to get tips <3

[mydemonsdrivealimo]

bryce lahela gave boat tours during his summers off from med school and tbh i will fight yall on that

#btw NOT driving the boat. just giving shitty commentary and jokingly flirting w passengers #bartended at night but boat tours during the day #ALSO he worked at a country club during his undergrad summers off #once again flirting w members to get tips <3 #he was a hit w the older ladies its just a fact #bryce lahela

[kitty-cat-is-back]

New Neighbor

Pairing: Sero Hanta x Reader

Word Count: 3.7k

A/N: Hello everyone! This is just a oneshot that I came up with today, so it has no relation to my chapter fic (but I am working on chapter 3 still)! But I have to give credit to @reinawritesbnha for being my inspo. She made me a Sero fucker and opened me up to the wonderful world of toys. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this and let me know if I should make a taglist for my future writings!

Warnings: 18+ SMUT!! Do not interact if you are under 18, please and thank you!, PWP, ABO (kink), mentions of sex toys, plot twist?

Just one more box.

Just one more and you would be fully moved into your new apartment. You had managed to get a few friends and family members to help you with large furniture, but you pretty much moved all of the small stuff by yourself. It had been a long, taxing day, but soon enough you would be relaxing in your new home. That is... after you unpack everything.

But there was a slight problem.

This last box was big and it was heavy. So there you were, standing at the entrance to your apartment complex, desperately trying to open the door while also not dropping this stupid box. You probably looked pitiful to anyone passing by.

Suddenly, the box was taken from your arms, a literal weight being lifted from you, as you heard a kind voice, “Hey, let me help you there!”

Now free to move faster than before, you whirled your head up to see who this stranger was, finding a tall, lean man with a wide smile now carrying that stupid box like it weighed nothing. You felt your cheeks heat up, but you weren’t quite sure if it was from all of the manual labor you did today or the sight before you. Your brain stuttered for a bit before finally processing what was happening, “I uh… I can carry that! I-It was just the door that I was having issues with…”

The man merely kept his sweet, genuine smile, “Well, I know that! I saw you carry it all the way up to the door, but you’ve been moving stuff all day, right? Allow me to help the lady with her box. After all, I’m sure your arms could use a break.”

Your arms were pretty sore. Plus, you did like looking at the way the man’s arms flexed and strained while carrying your box. You attempted to casually fix your messy hair as you pretended to ponder his offer, “Well… I suppose you can help me. I hope this isn’t too much of a bother though…” you said as you opened the door for him.

The man chuckled as he made his way into the apartment complex, “It’s not a bother at all! It’s especially no trouble to help out a girl as cute as you,” he stated casually, making his way to the elevator and pressing the button with his knee.

The upfront flirting made you actually choke on air. You tried to cover it up by making it seem like you were clearing your throat, thankfully he seemed a bit too preoccupied with the elevator to see the absolute embarrassment that was plastered on your face. Were all guys this upfront or was he just an exception? You let out a nervous giggle, “W-Well, I appreciate it!” you said, too nervous to attempt to flirt back.

Once the elevator opened up, you both stepped inside and you pressed the button for the fourth floor. The man’s brows quirked up with interest, “Fourth floor? That’s where I live too! What’s your apartment number??”

“408…?”

“Damn, what a coincidence! I live in 407! We’re neighbors! I guess we’ll be seeing each other around a lot! Listen, if you need anything, heavy lifting, or not, just let me know! I’m always ready to lend a hand!”

You hummed and nodded, though you were a bit more concerned with how you would handle living next to a man with such a chiseled jawline. You both stepped out of the elevator and walked to your apartment. After unlocking the door, you stepped inside, “Here’s home. Though, I’m sure it looks very similar to your place. You can just set the box down anywhere by the way!”

The man walked in after you, distracted by his surroundings, “Hey… I think you got one of the renovated- Oh shit!” he yelled out, tripping over one of the many boxes strewn about the room and dropping the box he was currently moving, the contents spilling out onto the floor.

Your eyes bulged out of your head as you quickly went to check on the man, “Oh God! Are you ok? That was quite the fall! You didn’t hurt yourself anywhere, did you??” you asked, scanning his body for injuries.

The man was quick to shake his head, “No no, I’m fine! But your stuff… Shit, I’m so sorry! Here, let me clean this up… Fuck…” he cursed, reprimanding himself for not watching where he was going.

You gave a small sigh of relief when he noted he was fine, before bending down to help him clean up the stuff that fell out of the box, “It’s really ok! There was nothing that important in there, so you really don’t have to worry about it!”

Your words fell on deaf ears as the man was currently examining one of the items that had fallen out of the box. It was a green, silicone dildo with a shape he hadn’t quite seen before. It had a weird tip and near the base of the shaft was an almost ball shape knot. He picked it up and started sizing it, almost checking to see how it compared to himself.

You had finally looked up from your cleaning to see your neighbor playing with one of your dildos. A look of horror stretched across your face as you quickly scrambled to come up with some sort of excuse, “T-That’s not- You see, that was a gift, I’ve never even used-”

The man laughed, still examining the toy, “You don’t have to be embarrassed! I’ve seen a dildo and a dick before, though I haven’t seen one that looks like this before… What’s this ball at the bottom?” he asked, genuinely curious.

Somehow your face went hot while your blood ran cold. Was it too late to get out of your lease and move far, far away?? You swallowed thickly as you prepared for the shame, “Um… I-It’s a knot. It’s like a… It’s an alpha/omega thing,” you answered, not really sure why you were exposing your kinks to this stranger.

“...Isn’t that like a furry thing?”

“IT’S NOT A FURRY THING!”

The man laughed and gently set the toy back in the box, “I’m just teasing! I’ve heard of that before… Doesn’t it have to do with wolves or something like that?”

“It’s based on animalistic tendencies, but it’s more than that!” you rebutted, finding yourself wanting to crawl into a hole and die in more and more as the conversation continued.

The man hummed, “I see… Well, I won’t question it any further,” he said as he stood up and brushed off his pants.

You let out a small huff and stood up, finding that you couldn’t quite meet his eyes anymore, “W-Well anyways! Thanks for your help! I really appreciate it! You can leave now! I’ll let you know if I need any help!” you hurriedly said, trying to escort the man out the door.

The man seemed more amused than anything as he went along with your pushing, “I can see when I’m not wanted,” he stated sarcastically. Just before he was pushed out the door, he stopped in the threshold, slamming his hand on the doorframe, “Just… One more thing.”

Couldn’t this man see you were busy dying of embarrassment? You shifted uncomfortably, “Yes? What is it?”

All of a sudden, the man closed the open door behind him and trapped you between the door and him. He forcefully placed one hand against the door right next to your head and then used the other to gently grab your chin and make you look at him. He tilted your chin up and examined your shocked features, drinking in the innocent expression, “Tell me… Do you have an Alpha… Omega?”

Your jaw dropped as you stared into the dark pools of his eyes, “W-What…?”

The man smirked, “Did you not hear me, little one? I said… Do you have an Alpha, Omega?”

Oh fuck. You let out a shaky breath as you quickly shook your head back and forth, already feeling a heat building up in your core.

“I see… Well, how brave of you. A sweet, little omega living all alone with no big, strong alpha to take care of you. Though, there’s a big, strong alpha right here… Ready to take care of an omega like yourself,” he purred. He dropped the hand holding your chin and leaned in closer, enough so that his nose was in the crook of your neck. He took a deep whiff before letting out an almost sigh of relief, “Your scent… It’s almost too intoxicating for me… Could it be that you’re in heat?”

You let out a gasp, “W-Wait… How do you know about that?” you asked, unsure if you wanted to know the answer.

The man ignored your query and simply started placing small, feather-like kisses on your neck, earning little sounds from you. He slowly moved his free hand up and down your side, feeling every curve and dip. He moved his kisses up your neck, to your jawline, and ended at the corner of your lips, “Do you want me Omega?”

Your mouth opened, but nothing but small whimpers came out. This is either a joke or one hell of a way to introduce someone to the neighborhood. You swallowed before opening your mouth again, this time coming up with some words, “I… I don’t even know your name…”

“It’s Hanta. Hanta Sero. But that’s irrelevant since the only thing you should be calling me is Alpha,” he said, settling both of his hands now at your hips and looking deeply into your eyes, “So Omega?”

Fuck it. You quickly nodded your head and wrapped your arms around his neck, “Yes Alpha… Yes, I want you. I need you…” you whined, trying to tug at his neck to bring his lips to yours, but he wasn’t budging.

Hanta chuckled darkly, “What do you need Omega?”

“I… I need your knot Alpha...”

Hanta groaned in delight before quickly closing the distance between you and smashing his lips on yours. His hands moved from your hips to the back of your thighs before hoisting you up like you were nothing.

You let out a noise of protest as you pulled away, “H-Hanta! I’m heavy!” you called out, smacking his shoulder as a sign to put you down.

This only made him dig his nails into the fat of your thighs, “One, I think we both know that I can do some heavy lifting. Two, you weigh nothing to me. And three, you’re getting punished the next time you don’t call me Alpha, got it?” he lectured.

You let out a small whimper of defeat and nodded, “Y-Yes Alpha…” you murmured before resuming the kiss.

Hanta growled with approval as he took you both into the bedroom, only pulling away to check to make sure he knew where he was going. He’d beat himself up for weeks if he dropped you like he did that box earlier. He caught sight of the disassembled bed frame and the bare mattress on the floor. It would have to suffice for this time. He slowly lowered himself down on his knees on the mattress before gently laying you down on the bed, all while keeping you entertained with his lips. He pulled away and examined you underneath him. Your sweet parted lips that let out breathy pants, your half-lidded eyes that were fully lust blown, and just your everything was intoxicating to him.

You let out a small whine and pawed at his chest to get his attention, “Alpha…?”

Hanta smiled and gently brushed your cheek with the back of his hand, “Such a pretty omega… I can’t wait to see what faces you’ll make for your alpha…” he muttered before giving you another kiss, this one slow and languid. His slightly chapped lips moved against yours expertly, almost distracting enough for you not to notice the stray hand crawling up your shirt. Almost. You couldn’t help but shudder at the way his hands caressed your skin, handling you as if you were delicate porcelain.

You moaned into his lips as you moved your own hands up to thread through his dark hair. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say this was a dream. Before you could question the reality of your situation for too long, you felt the man above you pull away, urging you to sit up slightly so he could discard your shirt, shortly followed by your sports bra.

Once again, Hanta had to look at the enchanting creature beneath him. Everything about you was perfect to him. He trailed his hands up and down your bare sides before gently grazing over your breasts, immediately infatuated with your perky nipples. He licked his lips before bending down and kissing your neck one more, but this time with a lot more intent and purpose behind it. He licked and sucked wherever he could, placing mark after mark on your neck and collarbone.

You were still keeping quiet for the most part, only letting out soft moans and whimpers, “A-Alpha… I’ve been sweating all day from moving…” you softly protested, though you weren’t exactly telling him to stop anything.

Hanta groaned and only just barely pulled enough to get out the words, “Even better,” before latching himself back on to your skin, taking even more time to lap up every inch of you. He made his way down to your breasts and gave one of your nipples a testing lick, earning a much louder gasp from you than before. He gave a smug smirk, “Oh Omega… You taste so sweet…” he whispered before taking in one of your nipples in his mouth and sucking on it, making sure to give the other one some much-needed attention by tweaking and pinching it.

You let out your first deep moan, “Alpha… Oh God…” You arched your back to push yourself further into his ministrations. You wanted more of his touch. Anything that he would give you.

After finally feeling satisfied with his work on your breasts, he knew exactly where he wanted to go next. He moved further down, placing a few quick kisses down your stomach, moving past the true prize, and giving your inner thighs some pecks as well. He glanced at your face again, your need evident. Finding himself starting to get impatient, he grabbed at your short athletic shorts and underwear and slowly pulled them down your legs, revealing your glistening heat to him. He watched the silvery strings of your need stretch from your pussy to your panties as he separated you from your clothes. He tossed them off somewhere in the room and stared down at his treasure with desire, “Oh Omega… All this for me? I didn’t know you needed me so badly…” he teased as he moved your thighs to his shoulders.

You looked down at the man in between your legs, gulping at the sight. It almost scared you how calm his expression was, but the look in his eyes reminded you of all one thing. A predator hunting its prey. Your chest heaved in anxious anticipation, “A-Alpha, please… I need you so bad…”

That was all it took for Hanta to bury himself in between your legs and lick a long stripe through your slit. He was practically preening when he heard your wanton moan and felt the tight grip on his hair. He took this as an encouragement to go harder. He decided to give your clit extra attention, sucking and nipping at the sensitive bud.

Your thighs clenched tightly around Hanta’s head, subconsciously moving your hips down on his face. If you were in a better state of mind, you might’ve worried about suffocating the poor man. His tongue felt like heaven on your sensitive area, almost making you wish you could keep him down there forever. You felt the coil in the pit of your stomach tighten from his work, “Oh god yes… Yes, right there Hant- AH!” you let out a yelp when you felt an especially sharp bite down there. You realized your mistake and quickly corrected yourself, “I-I mean A-Alpha…” you moaned, earning you an encouraging hum. The vibrations alone almost sent you over the edge.

Hanta quickly entered a finger into your dripping hole, still working his mouth on your clit. He curled and twisted his finger inside of you, making sure to hit that sweet spongy spot. He added another finger, and then another. He worked you with three of his fingers, spreading and stretching your tight pussy.

You could feel yourself getting close. Like really close. He was doing so much that your body and mind were honestly overwhelmed. You kept grinding your hips down to meet his mouth, “Yes Alpha… More… More… There… I…” you tilted your head back, feeling ready to snap before suddenly there was nothing. Your head snapped back up towards Hanta as you let out a frustrated whine, ready to protest and pout.

Hanta chuckled and brought himself back up to your face, giving you a deep kiss as he let you taste yourself. He pulled away ever so slightly, “None of that Omega… If you want to come, you have to come on your Alpha’s cock, got it?” he commanded before pulling back completely to stand up and discard his clothes. As he pulled down his pants and underwear, the cock that was previously imprisoned sprung out, bobbing up and down slightly. His cock was long and slightly curved, weeping pre-cum in anticipation. He crawled back over top of you and pressed a firm kiss on your lips as he lined up with your heat.

You choked at the feeling of the stretch as he pushed in, though it slid in easier than you expected. He sank into you all the way, staying a moment for you to adjust. His chest rose and fell quickly, noticing a lack of control on his face since this started. He let out an intense huff before pulling out and then harshly thrusting back in. He set up a rough pace as he continued to thrust his dick along your velvety walls. His hips rutted up against yours as he peered down at you, “Is this what you wanted Omega? You wanted my knot? Tell me how bad you want it…”

You had long forgotten your efforts to keep quiet. You were moaning, yelling, and cried out for Hanta. You dug your nails into his back as you held on for dear life, “Yes! Hanta! Alpha! I want your knot! I want your knot so so so much! I want you to fill up with your pups!”

Hanta’s eyes burned with desire, “Pups, huh? You want me to fill up that pretty pussy of yours with my cum?” he asked, giving you an extra sharp thrust as you cried out in agreement. He chuckled darkly, “If that’s what my Omega wants… But you gotta cum for you Alpha first… I know my pretty Omega can do it…” he purred, angling his hard and fast thrusts upwards to apply even more pressure on your g-spot.

You felt it again. You were close. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you let yourself get fucked by your new neighbor, “Yes Hanta… Alpha… Yes, I’m so close… I’m… I’m-”

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Your eyes shot open as you woke up in your room, which was fully unpacked and put together. You searched for your phone and quickly shut off the annoying alarm. Your chest heaved as you tried to regain your composure. You sat up and looked around, noting the early morning light spilling through the window and the lack of a certain person in the room. You sighed and threw your head back into the headboard, letting out a frustrated groan. Ever since you moved in a month ago and met your neighbor, Hanta, you’ve been having wet dreams about him almost every night. You honestly felt disgusted with yourself for having such intense desires for a man you’ve only shared a couple of sentences with. You shook your head and sighed. You really need to get out of the house more. Deciding that the night’s events had left you feeling disgusting, you got up and hopped in the shower, getting ready for the workday…

~~~

You stepped onto the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor. As the door was about to shut, a large hand stopped it, making you jump. The elevator doors opened back up, revealing the man you see in your dreams every night dressed in a criminally low cut workout shirt and some athletic shorts.

The man stepped into the elevator with his usual right smile, “Gooood morning! Getting ready to head off to work?” he asked as he pressed the close door button.

You kept your gaze down and simply nodded, “Uh-huh. And you? Getting ready for a run?”

Hanta laughed lightly, “Yea… It’s a good way to start out the day! It also helps that I work from home, so I can basically start work whenever. I’m not on the man's time!” He joked, letting out another laugh.

You laughed with him but didn’t say anything further. You just wanted to get out of the elevator as soon as possible. As the doors opened up to the first floor, you were the first one to move, “Well I guess I’ll see you late-”

You were interrupted when an arm stopped you from leaving the elevator, trapping you between the wall of the elevator and… Hanta. Hanta smiled as he peered at you, using his other hand to gently grab your chin and make you look at him, “I just wanted to say that…” he paused and leaned in next to your ear, “The walls in these apartments are pretty thin… Omega…” he said, pulling away with a satisfied smirk before running off and out the door of the apartment complex, leaving you in the elevator to deal with that.

After finally processing what had actually happened, you bolted out of the door, “WAIT! HANTA, COME BACK!”

#hanta sero x reader #sero x reader #mha sero #sero hanta x reader #sero #bnha #bnha fanfiction #bnha imagines #abo #hanta x reader #sero hanta

[petri808]

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Inukag Royalty AU

If the day was an example of the life, she’d lead here, then she was certainly grateful to have found it. But while she’d swore to herself not to reveal where’d she’d gone, the guilt of leaving Sango in the dark wore too heavily on her conscience. So, before she’d change her mind, Kagome penned a letter to her friend to let her know she was okay and settled into a new place. She didn’t provide a lot of details, just that it was in a neighboring kingdom with a respectable family, ending the letter by begging the woman to not say a word to anyone for fear of reprisal. Kagome would rather Sango flee than suffer for her wayward decision. Perhaps Sango could come here? Kagome sighed as she laid in bed staring at the ceiling. It would be nice to have her friend around.

She processed how much of a whirlwind of a day it had been. Such a blur to go from arriving in a strange new city and ending up as a part of another royal household. Is it just her destiny to be stuck in a castle? At least, this time the pressure felt lower. Sure, it was a bit nerve wracking to be a Princesses Lady in Waiting, but Rin was an adorable child to attend to and the family a joy to be around, minus Sesshomaru who still made her anxious. The royal family, oh the queen was quite a beauty. Kagome could see why the Inutaisho would fall such a wonderful woman regardless of heritage. And their son… her heart skipped a beat just thinking about the man. Inuyasha was very handsome indeed with his broad chest and long white hair tied up like his father, with adorable fluffy ears perched atop his head. Kagome swooned at the sight of his flashing golden eyes. He was cordial with her, albeit a bit flirty… or not, that might have been her imagination. “It was just a kiss on the hand,” Kagome chided herself. Nothing more than a gentlemanly gesture. She exhaled and closed her eyes. ‘I think I’m gonna like it here…’

Meanwhile in another part of the castle…

“Son, remember you are already spoken for,” the Queen counseled. “I was young once and I’m not blind. I saw the way you were looking at her.”

“Mom. I was just being nice,” Inuyasha rolled his eyes. “I’m not gonna do anything to jeopardize the treaty.”

“I trust you won’t.” She kissed his forehead. “Good night son.”

“Night mom.”

But as he watched his mother leave the room, Inuyasha knew it might be easier said than done. There was just something intriguing about this Lady in Waiting that made him want to learn more about her. The others had been older, boring, matronly, and not very interesting whereas Kagome was close to his age and not only very, very beautiful, but based on the dinner conversations intelligent too. The other attendants would sit quietly only watching Rin, but she engaged with them correctly as if this were normal for her. ‘How odd…’He mused and threw himself back onto his bed. But who was he kidding? Even if he wasn’t betrothed, as a Prince he had to marry a Princess… which Kagome Tanaka was not. He smiled and closed his eyes, ‘we could still be friends though…’

The following morning after breakfast, Kagome kept her promise to Rin to visit Buyo. She wanted to make sure her horse was adjusting well to the new stable, and the child was eager to meet him. Rin happily petted and groomed the horse while Kagome chatted with the stable hand about anything the man should know about Buyo’s quirks. Buyo was a docile horse since it was bred to carry a royal, but it could be picky about certain feeds. They were there for about half an hour when they were interrupted by none other, but Inuyasha and another man.

“We meet again,” Inuyasha kissed Kagome’s hand with a smile. He then ruffled his giggling niece’s hair. “This your horse?” He questioned the woman.

Keeping her emotions in check, Kagome smiled demurely. “Yes, your highness. His name is Buyo.”

“Beautiful steed…” Inuyasha ran a hand over the horse’s neck. “Like it’s owner.”

Kagome flushed bright red, but now the man accompanying Inuyasha snorted a laugh, gaining everyone’s attention.

“You hush Miroku,” Inuyasha growled.

“Sorry, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen you flirt before,” the man jested back.

“I’m complimenting the woman, is that a crime?!”

Ignoring the Prince, the man then stepped towards Kagome and bowed. “Where are my manners. My name is Miroku and I am the princes first guard.”

“Kagome Tanaka,” she bowed as well. “Princess Rin’s Lady in Waiting.”

Miroku took hold of Kagome’s hand and leaned in with a devious grin. “Someone as lovely as you should be my wife, not dealing with guys like the prince.”

“W-What?!” Kagome sputtered out in shock.

Inuyasha quickly grabbed Miroku by the shoulder, spun him around and shoved away hard. He then snapped at the man to get their horses ready so they could leave. “My apologies for this idiot,” he growled at his friend while addressing Kagome. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you again.”

“I-It’s okay!” Kagome waved her hands to wipe the air clear not wanting to cause any trouble. “I was just caught me off guard.”

“It’s not okay. He needs to learn to keep his loins in check,” Inuyasha grumbled. There was a brief awkward silence starting to brew, so he quickly changed the subject. “I’ll see you at dinner?”

“Oh, um, yes, I’ll be there your highness.”

“I look forward to it. And please, call me Inuyasha. Your highness makes me feel old.”

Kagome blushed at being so informal, but who was she to refuse the simple request of a Prince. “Okay. Inuyasha.”

Inuyasha tipped his head to the woman and leapt onto his readied horse, giving it a good snap of the reigns to usher it forward behind Miroku’s. As soon as they were out of range, he moved to trot beside his guard.

“You’re such an ass!” The prince snapped at his friend. Embarrassing me like that! I ought’a have you reprimanded!”

“Oh please,” Miroku rolled his eyes at the tirade. “I did that to confirm my suspicion.”

Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You like this one,” the man jested with a big grin on his face. “And I don’t blame ya, she cute!”

“Keep your hands off her if you wanna keep them!”

“Oh, yeah,” Miroku burst out laughing. “You do like her.”

“Keh! Rin really like Kagome. So, I’m protecting my niece’s happiness.”

“Uh-huh, tell yourself that if it makes you feel better.”

“Just shut up and let’s get this over with,” Inuyasha ended the conversation. They had a problem nobleman to deal with in the next village over and he wanted to get back in time for dinner.

It’s not like Inuyasha planned to do anything wrong. What was the big deal about being nice and making a friend out of the Kagome? He didn’t have that many people to talk to aside from palace staff anyway. So okay, as the days passed, sometimes he would watch from a distance as the woman tutored his niece to make sure they were safe. Isn’t that what a good uncle would do? Inuyasha liked seeing Rin so happy and this was the first attendant who she honestly got along with it. The child was always smiling with Kagome who would tutor the girl with such a level of patience and understanding the others never possessed. And at many a dinner, the child would talk about the new things she was learning. Inuyasha could see the effects growing on his parents too who were treating Kagome less like a servant and more like the daughter they never had. From dresses and accoutrements fit for a noblewoman, Kagome was made up to look like a member of the family. He didn’t know if it was simply to make sure the woman stuck around long term or if there were other reasons for their behavior because it didn’t matter to him.

A few weeks later, Inuyasha was arriving home late in the evening after a day’s journey. He was tired from the trip and ready to crash. But as he walked past the library, he noticed a bit of light still on inside it. That was odd because the servants would never leave a torch or lantern burning at this hour, especially in the library with all those precious tomes.

“Hello?” He called out. “Is someone in here?” He heard a shuffling sound and walked towards it, finding Kagome sitting in a chair with a book on her lap surprised to see him. “Oh, hello Ms. Tanaka. You’re up late.”

“Sorry,” the woman apologized. “Did I disturb you?” She asked worried that she shouldn’t be there.

“No, no,” he gestured with a wave of his hand. “I was just surprised to see anyone up.”

“Oh,” Kagome flushed. “I um, couldn’t really sleep, so I came in here to read.”

Inuyasha walked closer, looking at the book. “What ya reading?”

“It appears to be a history book about this kingdom. I thought I should learn more about it since I’m here.”

He sat down on a chair across from Kagome. “I see,” he chuckled, “then you’ll probably learn more than I know.”

“What do you mean?”

“Studying and reading was never my thing,” the prince shrugged. “It drove my mom and tutors crazy.”

“Oh,” Kagome giggled, with her hand covering her mouth in gentile fashion. She pushed the book next to her lap on the chair. “So, how was your trip?”

Inuyasha slouched down. “Tiring. Dealing with nobles are either boring or just irritating.”

She laughed again. “I understand.”

“You can?” His brow raised.

Realizing she’d spontaneously made such a statement, Kagome back pedaled. “I mean I can assume it’s not fun. Doesn’t seem like fun.”

“You’re really strange for a commoner you know, especially a female.”

“I-I’m not sure what you mean.”

“It’s just unusual. You don’t talk and act like any that I know. Which isn’t much, but when you speak it’s just different, like take when you talk with my parents, you can hold a proper conversation with them as if you’ve done it before.”

“I, well, I mean it’s probably my mom’s influence. She was around nobles a lot and raised me to reach for higher standards I guess.” Kagome’s voice softened as her anxieties rose. “Does it make you uncomfortable?”

Inuyasha sat up and leaned forward with a soft smile. “On the contrary. It makes you a lot more… intriguing.”

Just the glint in Inuyasha’s eyes, made Kagome’s cheeks heat up. There was intent behind them that made her heart race and body weaken. ‘Pull yourself together girl!’ She swallowed slowly. “A-A good intrigued?”

“A good intrigued. I don’t have a lot of people to talk to here. Servants aren’t generally educated or interesting. Bureaucrats bore me. Miroku I swear all he thinks about is sex. But you remind me a lot of my mother, a combination of beauty and intelligence with a big heart. My niece was lucky to have found you that day in the marketplace.”

If Kagome’s cheeks burned any hotter, she’d look like a tomato from his compliments. “I do adore Rin,” she smiled genuinely. “She’s a bright child that reminds me of me when I was her age. When I’d set out into the world on my own, I never would have imagined ending up like this.”

“It was quite the shock when my brother adopted her,” Inuyasha chuckled. “I’m sure you probably thought the same thing, cause he’s not exactly friendly and yet that girl was able to pull some humanity out that frankly I didn’t believe existed. Rin has a gift for gauging people in a way an adult could spend a lifetime trying to achieve.”

“You really love your niece.”

Again, Inuyasha laughed. “Ask her how grumpy I was when she first arrived.” But a sudden yawn cut him off. “Wow, I really am tired. I guess I should get to bed.”

“I probably should too,” Kagome agreed, or she’d have a hard time waking up for Rin in the morning.

Inuyasha stood up to leave, then hesitated. He walked up to the woman and placed a kiss on her cheek. “Good night, Ms. Tanaka,” he smiled and turned to leave.

“G-Good night, Inuyasha,” she stammered out as her hand reached up unconsciously to touch the spot he’d kissed. ‘Oh… my…’ it tingled against her fingertips. “Um, Inuyasha?”

He stopped and turned his head. “Yes?”

“Please,” her voice full of nervous hopeful energy, “you can call me Kagome.”

Inuyasha’s eyes widened with surprise, but a smile instantly overtook him. “Very well… Kagome. Pleasant dreams.”

Once he was out of view, Kagome buried her face in her hands. What was she thinking?! Though to be fair he started it by being so flirty! ‘It’s just my name!’ Informal, but not world ending. She bundled the book up close, put out the lantern, and rushed back to her room. ‘Get your head together!’ It would be stupid to read too much into this. He was betrothed and just being nice, nothing more. But if only… ‘argh!’ Now she really didn’t think she’d sleep that night!

#inukag #inukag au #inukag fan fic #inukag fan fiction #inuyasha #kagome higurashi #royalty au #the irony of fate #ch 3 #petri808

[harry-writer16]

Watermelon Sugar High

Type: imagine 

Warning: Daddy kink, smut, oral sex, and just a rough fuck in general 

A/N I really hope you guys enjoy this, Please like and reblog. Thank you so much for those of you who support me and my writing. THANK YOU SO MUCH

Y/N

“All right everyone, get in position!” Pablo one of the directors told us models

Tasha, Lia and I start walking towards the ocean to get ready for the scene. I met them this morning while we were getting ready, and The three of us just got really close in that short period of time.

“So are you guys excited to part of the video?” Ask Lia

“Eh, money is money and you do what you have to do to get it” I answer

“You sound like old whore lady” Tasha told me

The three of burst in a fit of laughter

“Not but seriously, have you seen how Harry has been gawking at you practically the whole time we’ve been here?!” Lia said

I stopped laughing, and rolled my eyes at her comment. Seriously like why would he ever, there is better girls out there to gawk at

“No there is-“ I’m not able to finish my sentence because Tasha interrupts me

“Girl stop, he has and you and I know it” she said and lia just nodded

“You know I shipped your baby’s would be fucking cute”

“She’s right Y/N , your baby’s would be adorable, with his curls and your tanned ski girl I’m death” Tasha added

“Shut up” was the only thing I said, as if they couldn’t get more annoying they started signing

“Y/N and Harry sitting on a tree, F-U-C-K-I-N-G!” Lia and Tasha were singing, awful signing may I add

But before they could continue their awful performance, I had to stopped them because at the corner of my eyes I spotted grinning Harry dressed in a floral bottom up with yellow shorts walking towards us

“Shut up you morons Harry walking towards us” I told them they stop signing and quickly came to stand beside

“Bet your fucking tonight” Tasha whisper in my ear, I blushed hard and a lot

I just gave her a death stare and right when I was gonna open my mouth to bite back a thick British voice interrupted me

Damn why isn’t anybody letting me talk today!

“Hello lady’s” Harry said

“Hi” the three of us said

Harry was about to speak but Tasha beats him do it

“Actually Lia and I have to go-um -watch the water” she said

Tasha pull Lia with her and started walking forward somewhere, she turn her head when she far enough from Harry and mouth me a “Tell me everything” 

I only shake my head and turn my attention back to Harry

“so..” I said

“so..” he said 

“what do I own the pleasure Mr.Styles?” I ask him

“Please, call me Harry, and I just wanted to tell you that smiles of yours drives me crazy”

“what?” I ask him confused

“I said that smiles of yours drives me crazy” He repeat again

“Thanks..” I said shyly, is he trying to flirt with me?..

He smiled back at me 

“so are you excited for the video?” I ask him, I’m trying to keep this conversation as light and professional as possible 

“Very, specially if a beauty like you will be in it” He said with a bit of smirk

I just blushed really hard, before I can speak he said 

“Your blushing makes you look extra cute and hot” 

My cheeks couldn’t help it and blushed once more, only this time I try to cover it but couldn’t. While I was embarrassed, all Harry did was laugh. Not a mean laugh but a kind laugh. 

“Please stop saying those things, it’s very unprofessional” I said in shy tone voice 

“Well, in my defense I’m not flirting, I’m just being extra friendly to my extra attractive friend” he said, giving me a flirty smirk at the end  

We both laugh a little bit, 

“Oh so I’m your friend now?” I said with a bit more confidence

“ Course you are, in fact a beauty like you should be cherish by everyone” 

“god you and your compliments” I said shaking my head with a smile

“Well darling I shall get going but remember I’m wearing the smile you gave me” he said

afterwards he lean in and gave me a peck on my cheek near the corner of lips. then he whisper in my ear “Thank you for reminding me what butterflies feel like” 

After that he just walk away towards the directors, I was just standing there in pure shock. I could not believe what just happened. 

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Later on the same day

Y/N POV 

We just finish wrapping up the first day of shooting, people are currently either packing everything up or heading to the hotel. We are all pretty exhausted, running around in the sand o a hot day takes a lot out of you. Instead of doing what everyone else is doing I decided to take a little get away and just enjoy the beach around. 

I was sitting on the sand, my toes getting wet by the ocean water , eyes closed and enjoying the gently breeze. I was so calm and relax, I hadn’t realize I haven’t felt this way in so long. I was in my own world enjoying myself. 

“Mind if I join?” Harry ask, scaring the pure shit out my soul

“Fucking hell, you scare the living daylights out of me” I told him

He laugh and sat down next to me.

Once he is seated next to me he says “Sorry for scaring ya”

“it’s okay” I assure him

We sit in silent for a moment, before I speak

“It’s beautiful isn’t it” I said, referring to the view 

“Yeah you are” He said 

I just look at him then back at the view. All the can be heard are the waves crashing, I’m calm and enjoying this. But not too long into that moment I feel a hand on my thigh. 

Harry’s 

I move mines on top of his, he moves a little closer to me and his hand a little higher on my thigh. My breath speeds up a little bit, I turn so now I’m facing him and he is facing me. He moves his face just a little bit closer to mine, just close enough so that the tip our noses are touching. We might not be in a room but I can guarantee you the temperature is rising.

“Y/N can I borrow a kiss?” He ask 

“Are you gonna give it back?”

he mutter something I coudn’t understand, next thing you know his lips are on top of mine, he is kissing me and without a doubt I’m kissing him back. The kiss grows more intense and passionate. 

He picks me up from the sand so I’m straddling his lab, he pulls me into him, make me seat right on top of his growing member. His tongue ask for entrance and I gladly allow. At first our tongues are figthing for dominance, but it slowly turns to a passionate dance where our tongues are just dancing. He is holding tight by my waist, the more we make out the more wet I get, the more hard Harry gets. He pulls back breathless and with a little of our saliva on his lips. 

“Let’s go back to my room” he says licking his lips and I swear in the moment the wetness of my pussy when right through my panties.

To his statement I only my head

We get up from our spot and make our way to the car who was driving us to where Harry is currently staying.

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The whole car ride here was INTENSE. Harry was touching me then I was touching him, we were kissing, his tongue was exploring my mouth while mines was trying to do the same with him. 

Once we arrived to his room, I’m immediately pushed to the wall by Harry, he comes closer and sensually whispers  “I’m gonna fuck you so hard, I’ll make you feel it for days” he starts to kiss right below my ear , while I rapped my hands around his neck. we then start to kiss and he takes a hold of thighs from underneath. He carries me to the where he seats down with me on his lap. He goes to untied my bikini top, but I stop him.

“let’s take care of you first” I say in my most sensual voice

I start to unbutton his shirt, when I’m done unbuttoning his shirt, I take it off and throw it somewhere in the bedroom.I start to kiss around his neck while doing so I discover his sweet spot which makes him moan loud when I suck a hickey on it. Once I’m done with that hickey I give it a kitty lick and blow air on it. I go to kiss and leave more hickey’s on others spots of his neck, and chest area. I start to get on my knees and kiss lower and give him kitty licks. He releases a low “fuck” when sees I’m getting closer to the waistband of his shorts.

I stop what I’m doing to remove his shorts and his underwear at the same time. I see his big, thick, long hard cock come out, bits of pre-cum on the tip. I’m honestly kinda mesmerized by his cock, its really pretty. “it’s so pretty h” I tell him “t-th-anks” he says. I smile, cute. I take his cock in my hand and slowly start to stroking him up and down. He moans at my action, god his moans make me even wetter. With my other hand I play with his balls for a bit. “I-I li-ike w-wh-at you’-re doi-ng” he says “you like this, then your not ready for what comes next” I told him. 

I take the hand that I was stroking his cock with and spit on it, i start to stroke him again. I’m so focus on what I’m doing I don’t even realize his moans are getting louder. I take the tip of his cock into my mouth but only like 1/3 of it, to tease him. I do that a couple of times, but I stop when he says “Fuck, stop being a fucking tease and suck on it already” with a dominance tone of voice “ok” I responded “ok what?” he ask “k, daddy” Shit, I look up at him, embarrassment written all over my face,  “I’m sorry I-” I’m cut off by him  “say it again” he told me to “Daddy” I said “that’s right be a good girl and suck on daddy’s cock” Which is exactly what I do.

I start to take him into my mouth, since he is gigantic I was only able to take maybe a little bit over half of it. the rest I did with my hand. Once he is in my mouth I take sometime to adjust to his size but soon enough I start to bob my head up and down his cock. At the same time doing this I run my tongue up and down plus giving him the most innocent look I can while having his cock in my mouth. “Uh- Fu-ck Yes!, K-ee-p go-in-g don’t Fuck! Stop!” He moans after that, and keeps moaning, each one louder than the last one. I’m pretty sure peple next door can hear us. I feel his hand slide through my hair, as in moving out of my face. 

I keep sucking on his cock, harder this time. I also play with his balls to show them some loving, so they don’t feel left out. Harry seems to be on cloud nine, the way some of his baby hair stick to his sweaty forehead, how his eyes roll back and god his moans are like music to my ears. The way his chest is sweaty, how his hand hold onto the sheets of the bed, this is a sight to never be forgotten. While I’m still sucking, I can feel his cock twitch and that’s when I know he is close. I pull back from his cock, a string of saliva and cum following, “you gonna cum daddy? Please cum for me, want your cum daddy I’ve been a good girl for you” I said and go back to sucking after “Yes b-ba-by gir-l, su-ch  Fuck! a good girl for your d-daddy” he says with moans in between “Yes! Yes! I’m cumming! F-uck go-gonna cum” and he does, he cums,  I feel his cock twitch in my mouth before a warm liquid shoots out and down my throat. Harry lets out several moans in the process. after coming he falls on the bed, sweating and out of breath. I take his cock out my mouth, string of saliva following, I wipe the at the corner of my mouth with my the back of my hand and lick it. I go up to see and he looks fuck out. 

“Hi daddy” I say, he is still trying to catch his breath, but when he does, he gets up enough to attached our lips together again. He hovers over me, still kissing me. I’m now laying on my back on the bed, his hands roaming my body. He his hands go behind my back to untied my bikini top, once he does he pulls it over my head and throws it somewhere on the the floor. He starts to kiss my neck. Soon enough he fines my sweet spot and starts to sucks a hickey “Fuck, daddy” I moan. His hand goes down to outline the waistband of my shorts.

He starts to kiss the between my breast, then starts to kiss and lick the top of  my the top of my left breast. Goes to the middle of my breast and starts to lick down until he gets to my nipple. Once there he raps his whole mouth around and starts to suck on it roughly, as if milk would come out it.  His tongue his swirling around it as well.”Fu-ck Da-ddy!”, after couple more seconds he stops sucking on my left boob ad goes to do the same to the other. He also suck hickeys on both of my boobs.

When he is done with my breast, he starts to kiss down my body and when gets to my shorts he rips them off me. He looks at my  my clothes pussy, and licks his lips. “You’re really wet love, wonder who did this do you huh? This all for daddy?” He licks my pussy over my underwear, I only moan, to the I feel a harsh slap on my thigh, I moan again but this time louder. “that’s not a fucking answer, tell me who made you this wet or I won’t let you cum tonight”  He is asking with a dominance tone of voice. “You did daddy, its all for you” I told him.

He rip my panties off after that, and spread my legs wide. with one finger he when rub up and down between my pussy lips. after doing so a couple times, he came and said “suck on it” and that’s exactly what I did, I suck on his fingers. “that’s right, be a good girl and get nice and wet fo’ me to use on your pretty cunt” he said and I moan on his fingers. He when back down between my legs and with two fingers I felt him spread my pussy lips and with the one I suck on he started to finger me while with his tongue he lick around my clit teasing it. not too long after he added another finger. His thrust with his fingers when faster, sloppier, and you could hear a slapping sound every time he when in and out my cunt. I was moaning like crazy, everything he was doing felt so good, almost too good to be true. Out of the fucking he started to suck harshly on my swollen clit, I could feel the his tongue play with it, you also could hear sucking noises. 

Everything was happening so fast, “fuck daddy!”, I moan and kept moaning louder and louder. he was eating me out so good. I had tears at the corner of my eyes, I was about to cum. Daddy seem to notice this because just when I was about to cum he stop everything he was doing to my pussy. He came up from in between my legs to my face and said “You are not coming anywhere else besides daddy’s cock tonight little girl” with his deep british accent.

He then spread my legs out even more, he position himself at my entrance and with the tip of his dick he tease my pussy by going in between my pussy lips and around my entrance. He when to pin my arms down on the bed above my head. “C-condom daddy” I reminded him, what he said shock me “ Daddy’s fucking you raw tonight” He said “what if I get pregnant daddy?” I ask him “guess your having daddy’s baby and its no one business” I didn’t have time to answer before he kiss me. 

Without any sort of warning he slam his big thick cock in my cunt. I moan against his mouth at the feeling of being full. His thrust were rough, and hard. His hips were going circular motions. The bed start to shake, harry move his hands from mind and took a hold of the headboard. H started going faster, and faster. But I want it more. “is t-hat oh all you got” I challenge him, “you want more huh” he said and suddenly his pulling out of me and flipping me on to my stomach. My face against the pillow, he lifted my butt in the air and when back in again. He was holding my waist with his hand while thrusting roughly in and out me. I let out a scream of pleasure and so does he. Every time he pushes in, I push back which he seems to like a lot.  We are both a moaning mess, I’m either moaning or calling him daddy. He is constantly telling me, I’m his good girl and how tight I am. he is also choking me, not enough to stop my breathing but just to make it pleasurable.  The headboard is hitting the wall and the bed is shaking.

He keeps fucking me, harder and a lot more rough than he started and that’s when I feel myself coming. “I’m- da-ddy- Fuck! *moan* Cum!” I manage to say, “you wanna cum don’t you? fucking cum for daddy” he orders me and I do I cum long and hard. “fuck I’m cumming too princess, gonna give you my seed” he cums too, only thing leaving our mouth are moans of pleasure. Once he is done cumming, he pulls out and falls on the bed next to me. We are both trying to catch our breath, fuck my lower body is too sore, I can’t even feel my legs, much more less my pussy. 

I feel harry pull me towards him, I cuddle into him once I’m close enough. “go to sleep little girl, I know you’re tired” He says, petting my hair. “k, daddy” Is the only things I say before falling asleep on his chest. 

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Next Day

Y/N POV 

After last night harry hasn’t left my side at all today, everyone is looking at us. I still can’t walk properly but I’m trying . Harry said he is taking me out on date which should be excited. Anyways we are currently seated at one the chairs in the hotels lobby. One thing is that everyone has been giving us teasing smiles, and has made a lot of sex reference comments towards us. 

OMG what if they all heard us last night! 

I go pale at the thought

“Y/N are you okay?” Harry ask 

I was about to answer but I was interrupted by two very familiar voices 

“so are you pregnant yet?” Lia ask

“We heart noises last night” Tasha said wiggling her eyebrows

“yeah *makes moaning noise*” Lia demonstrated

I blushed and told them “I- shut up you two” 

“that’s what we should’ve told you guys last night, right guys?” Said Tasha

Everyone else around us just nodded and agree with Tasha

Harry turn pink and look away, I was just seated embarrassed that they heard us last night

Oh god what have I done...

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I have no words, This was really interesting  to write, fun fact I laugh at lot while writing the smut part of this for some weird reason... Anyways Thank you so much for reading



#harry styles masterlist #harry imagine #harry styles writing #harry styles watermelon sugar #harry styles smut #harry styles

[nordic-breeze]

Arthur Morgan headcanons

I first decided I wasn’t going to do this as it’s been done so many times already but hey, there’s no such thing as too much Arthur love - or smut – so have my SFT and NSFT Arthur Morgan HC’s that no one asked for. The relationship ones are written with a female reader in mind, but many of the bullet-points are gender neutral. Split into single, new relationship/first time and long-term relationship.

NSFT - the smutty ones under the cut. 18+ content!

SFT - clean

Single

Has convinced himself he’s not ever going to find love, or that anyone will ever love him or desire him :’c

Nevertheless longs for someone to share his life with

Don’t let the coarse exterior fool ya, he’s a romantic at heart <3

Deep down, he still has a faint hope…

Often thinks about what he could’ve had

Especially when he sees people in love

Then does his best to divert his attention to something else – no point in dreaming about something you’ll never have

New relationship

Sketches you all the time in his journal

He soon needs to buy a new journal

This is the first sign he’s become smitten by you

Around where he likes to sit at camp will be crammed with pencil splinters

Because he constantly has to sharpen his pencil

He does wonder what you’d think of his drawings of you but does not dare to show you

Wouldn’t dream of it

“They ain’t much to see anyways”

If you ask to see his drawings, he won’t say yes right away

First time he shows you one of his sketches of you, he’ll act all cool about it

He’s not cool about it

When you tell him you love it, he can’t quite believe you

Surely you’re just saying that to be nice

More conscious of his appearance when you’re around

And by ‘more’ I mean his appearance actually touching his mind at all

So many stolen glances

Thinks about asking you for a dance

Doesn’t dare asking you for a dance

Can’t believe it when you ask him

Doesn’t get you’re flirting with him

Or, if he does, he’s sure you’re just joking or being sarcastic

He would not believe in a million years someone as wonderful and lovely as you would be interested in him

No matter what, you will have to take the first step

Needs a lot of assurance

Thinks he’s not worthy of your love and that you deserve better

He will get over that but it will take some time

Long-term relationship

Here we’re talking several months, years even

He’s still prone to a short temper but has cooled down considerably

However, his coarseness is NEVER EVER directed at you (or your children if you have any)

He never forgets your anniversary or your birthday

Will not expect you to remember his

Always happy when you do even if he brushes if off as nbd

Always helps out making dinner and with the dishes even when he’s tired from a long day’s work – he knows you’re tired too

Loves to watch the sunset with you as you rest your head on his chest

Loves holding your hand, his thumb gently stroking your skin

If you get pregnant, he’ll do everything, and I mean e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g

He’ll be a nervous wreck tho

But he’ll be the best dad

He’ll play with the children for hours

Maybe a tad bit overprotective but can you blame him after everything he’s been through

Can’t believe how lucky he is

If married he will look at and touch his wedding ring every so often, even after years and years, he still can’t believe his dream of having a family came true despite all odds

Sketches his beautiful family every day

NSFT/NSFW

Single

Not into casual sex or soliciting prostitutes

Has done so a few times in the past, mostly when younger, like late teens to mid-20’s

But there came a time when such casual encounters would leave him feel nothing but empty and hollow inside afterwards as he’s alone once again

Because of that, and for other various reasons, he chose a life of celibacy

But longs for someone to hold (him) close at night

Despite never being with anyone, he rarely masturbates

Self-care is not his thing, never has – and that includes masturbation

He does occasionally to release pressure – purely to indulge in a bodily need, but never allows himself to enjoy the touch

He feels like he doesn’t deserve pleasure

Therefore doesn’t have much stamina

And often ejaculates in his sleep

Not interested in hearing (about) other people’s sex lives

But unavoidable as there usually isn’t much privacy at camp

He’s overheard (and seen) his share of couples going at it, both members of the gang in camp (so awkward) and strangers out in the wilderness alike

Sill always makes him feel awkward (and even more lonely)

New relationship /first time w/someone new

Soooo touch-starved

Again, he needs a lot of assurance – I mean A LOT

Be prepared to be the one who initiates sex in the beginning

It’s not that he doesn’t want to

He’s got self-esteem issues that boy

Be patient with him

He prefers it if you take the lead

Not to be anyone’s buzzkill but when it comes to sex, he’s pretty vanilla through and through

No particular kinks one way or the other

And no ‘sharing’

Although, he totally got a praise kink – it’s due to his self-esteem issues

He worries too much that he’ll inavertedly hurt you or that you’re doing something you don’t want to

Maybe that’s why he prefer to bottom in the early parts of your relationship

Seduction tips? His biggest turn-ons are:

You biting your lip, giving him *that* Look™ as you slowly start to unbutton his shirt

Whisper in his ear that you’ve been fantasizing about him

Tell him about those fantasizes of yours – in detail

Too much of these though, and he’s prone to premature ejaculation

Needs to build stamina

He’s insecure about most things in life, and that certainly includes lovemaking and his ability to please his partner

He hasn’t been with anyone in a really long time

He really wants to learn though, like a piece of clay ready to be formed

He really loves it when you take his hands and guide them to where you want them, showing him where – and how, you want him to touch you

Rest assured, he’s a quick learner

He loves how your body start movin’ and the sounds you make, OhMyGod the sounds!!! The whimpering, grunting and moaning – and it’s all because of HIS touch

Say his name – no, moan his name

He loves the sight of you taking him in your hand and guiding him inside you

He’s really working on that stamina of his

He absolutely loves your orgasm face

And he absolutely MUST look at you as you climax – every time

And best of all – HE is the one that makes you feel so good

That really gets him off

He is absolutely the guy that values his partners pleasure over his own

Though he wants to be the one doing the pleasuring

Is kinda important for his confidence-boost

He completely melts when you pull him close and kiss and cuddle him afterwards

He kind of expected you to push him away

So happy when you do the opposite of that

Cuddles your hair and kisses you back

Loves it when you to fall asleep in his arms, either with your head on his chest or as little spoon while he is big spoon

Long-term relationship

Arthur’s certainly grown more confident

He knows you desire him and want him. It took, like, forever but he’s learned to believe he’s worthy of love and that he deserves to be happy

He’s got no qualms about taking you right then and there if he gets the urge (given that privacy allows it)

He’s stopped asking five times first every time, he knows you want it too

He knows just what to do to get you in the mood and how to please you

He’s more into quickies now than in the beginning

Like, way more

If you’re bending over the kitchen table when he comes in, don’t be surprised if he pulls up your skirts and takes you right there and then, pinning you to the tabletop

But most of all, he loves slow and tender lovemaking, the kind that lasts for two hours, including foreplay

He’s pretty vanilla all in all

Lovemaking is intimate and personal

And as much a spiritual experience as a physical one

His stamina has grown, he can last for quite a bit now

But second rounds are fewer and further between

He’s not in his twenties any more, and he’s often tired from labor work (and if applicable, playing with your children)

But he still wants to make love to you every night – and you almost do

Enjoys most positions but prefer the good’ole fashioned missionary coz loads of skin and eye contact, also kisses

But certainly don’t mind you being on top

Just – as long as there’s a lot of skin contact!!! Touches, fondles, cuddles and kisses and our boah will be in awe

Is perfectly fine and comfortable with oral – more than happy to give, don’t expect anything in return.

He just loves sm makin’ you feel so good

Loves how he is the only one that gets to touch you like this, and make you writhe and moan like this

Ofc, you’re more than happy to return the favor in any way he likes

Loves nothing more than to fall asleep with you in his arms ^^

#arthur morgan #smut #arthur morgan smut #arthur morgan headcanons #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #mine #long post #i got carried away #you cannot change my mind about these #but i mean no disrespect to anyone's hc's or anything #just wanna have fun and enjoy arthur #anyways thx for reading

[luukia]

Alsar Chapter 11

Chapter 11 : Alone at Home

T/N : Remember that I said the next update will take a longer time than usual? Well I lied. Here you go. (lol) I don’t feel right if the last thing you guys read is about Chris having sex with Zhana so here you go~

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I went home first because I couldn’t find Malik-san.

Though it’s rare, sometimes I Malik-san will come home late so I will have the time for myself from time to time.

Well I’m usually alone when gathering Lulu grass but it’s different, I’m on a quest so my mind will be more focused.

Now? I don’t have anything to do so I just go to my bed and lay down for a bit.

It’s probably around 16 o’clock right now. Malik-san won’t be home until 20 o’clock so I don’t have to prepare dinner now.

Ah..

When I don’t have anything to do.. Somehow my mind started to wander into ‘that’ direction..

I haven’t done ‘it’ ever since I came to Alsar. Afterall, Malik-san is always with me and even when he’s not around I’m too afraid he will come back when I was in the middle of doing ‘it’.

In the first place, I don’t have too much of sexual desire. Even back in japan I only do ‘it’ around once every 3 weeks?

When I was dating someone, having sex is a given thing. Since it’s normal to do it, I just do it. It’s not like I had the urge to ravish her or something, it’s just.. Since other people do it, I also will do it.

Well my relationship never last really long and I’m not that popular so I don’t have much experience..

Sometimes when I went to drinking party, a girl will approach me but I rarely join the drinking party.

Ah, I guess I’m even more of a loner than I thought..

Umm.. When was it the last time I masturbate.. Probably around a month and a half?

If my friend were to know it, they would yell “It’s impossible for me!”. They all have high sexual desire afterall, they often boast to me that they do it every two days or something.

Will I become impotent if I hold it in for too long?!

I pull down my pants slowly and take my member out.  

Because it’s been a long time, I hesitantly stroke myself..

Ah, a reaction.

I’m not impotent afterall.

“Ah it feels kinda nice..”

Should I really do ‘it’ now?

I have a lot of time right now so I guess I should.

Ok, first I’m going to take my pants off. I don’t want to dirty them.

I take my pants off, fold it nicely and lie on my back on the bed.

“Ah, not good.. I can’t think of anything…”

With my hand still holding my penis, I muttered.

This is not good, nothing comes in mind at all.

I tried to imagine holding some girl but it didn’t work.

I already forgot the face of the idols back in Japan and the woman in Alsar is bigger and tougher than me.

I prefer to hold a small and delicate woman.. But since I’ve never seen any woman like that in Alsar, it’s hard for me to imagine it..

Ah that’s right since same-sex relationship is normal in Alsar, should I think about guy instead?

It’s not like I have prejudice against gay.

Back in Japan, I never had a gay man approaching me so I don’t have the opportunity to explore myself.

Ah but it’s hard to imagine myself embracing the guy in Alsar. The difference in our physique is too great.. Even my imagination cannot process it.

Come to think of it, gay people do it in the ass, right?

Won’t it rip?!

I think I have the standard japanese man size but still, won’t it rip?!

I feel like my penis wilt a little imagining it..

“Let’s stop thinking about scary things.. Think more about good, nice things.. Yes, the good thing..”

T-that’s right!

In Alsar same-sex relationship is normal, right? So there had to be a way to do it safely

I heard if stretched properly, the prostate will feel incredibly good afterwards..

“I think I’m getting accustomed to Alsar’s custom a little bit too easily.. I even thinking about how hold a man right now..”

But I can’t imagine a woman right now..

It can’t be helped for me to try and get creative, right?!

It’s only for masturbation material afterall!

It’s not like I want it to become a reality!

Okay now that it’s decided, let’s try once again how to embrace a man..

“But.. I don’t want to do it with buff old man…”

Most of the adventurer I see in the guild has really incredible muscle.

I don’t want to embrace them! Scary!

Let’s try to remember if there’s any cool looking guy instead..

“Today I met Chris-san.. He’s really cool and has this sexy aura about him..”

Chris-san, he’s really handsome and cool..

His voice and eyes is too mesmerizing..

He also seems to be used in flirting around, the way he carries himself is so smooth..

It makes me thinking that kind of cool looking guy is in different caliber than me, the ordinary guy.

Ah!

I can’t use him for my masturbation!

I have to meet him tomorrow! I can’t face him tomorrow if I use him now!

‘Ren-chan, where do you want me to touch?~’

What?

Suddenly, I can hear Chris-san voice. Ah my imagination is running wild! I can hear his voice inside my head!

“Ah.. not good..”

It seems like I can’t get him out of my head..

When I imagine him speaking in his low voice into my ear, my penis jerks in excitement.

I can’t help myself.. I want to stop but it feels too good..

Human is a creature of desire afterall!

‘You’re getting wet from hearing my voice?~’

Nngh, each time he talks I feel shiver going through my body. It’s like his voice is caressing my whole body.

Gently, I hold my penis tightly with my left hand and stroke it up and down with my right hand. Tingle of pleasure starts to build up with my every stroke. Drip of precum begins to form from the tip of my penis, coating my right hand with it.

“Hah..ngh..”

I use my precum as lubrication to help me stroke my shaft. The squelching sound resonating inside the room, with the mix of Chris-san’s voice I feel really obscene.

‘Stroke the backside too, you will feel even better~’

“Ahn, ungh…”

I put more pressure into my hand and I stroke the backside of my penis too.

My waist starts to tremble slightly and I arch my back as more and more pleasure overcome me.

‘Fufu ~ Ren-chan, does it feel good? You’re so adorable~’

“Nngh! H-hyah..!”

I press my body into the bed and spread my legs apart. I lift my knees a little so I can grip my penis easier.

‘Won’t you touch that place too?’

Hesitantly, I shift my hand and fondle my aching balls. My other hand is still vigorously stroking my hard length.

“Ahn, nngh.. W-what’s this..So good..”

I pick up my pace and I can feel more of precum leaking out, the squelching sounds is getting louder. It’s so wet, it’s so good, everything is too much. I can feel my sense goes spiralling out of control.

‘I want to finger you here but I will save it for later~’

“Nngh! Mmha..!”

What? Finger me? There? Ah I can’t think straight anymore. My mind feels dazed, I can only think about the overwhelming pleasure. I want more, more.

My precum keeps on leaking, dripping into my puckering hole. My stroke is getting even more frantic, I can feel the heat building inside me. I’m getting close!

‘Are you going to come, Ren-chan? Please tell me if you are~ I want to hear you say it~’

“Ahng! C-coming!”

Splutter of hot sticky semen coats my hand. I keep coming in small interval and my body jerks accordingly. After no more of semen leaks out from my shaft, I try to catch my breath.

“Ah, I did it…”

Ah, that was crazy.. It was strange but in the end it was really..really..good..

I’ve never thought having the feeling of someone dominating me could feel so good..

My semen, it’s so thick and sticky. Well it’s to be expected though since it’s been a while since I last let it out.

“Ah.. What should I do… I don’t know whether I can look him in the face tomorrow… For now, let’s use [Clean] to clean my mess.”

The leftover semen on my hand immediately disappear and my hand is crystal clean now. It’s like I never came into my hand at all. I put on my pants and opened the window to air the room which has the stench of semen and sweat in it.

Okay.. But really..

WHAT HAPPENED?!

I got off by imagining a man. A man!

I didn’t think I would really use a man for my masturbation material, well it’s not like I’m prejudiced against it but to actually  do it for real is a different matter afterall.

Ah but it was really good though.

…..

Tomorrow is another new day, let’s just let it be.

It’s been a while since I last masturbate.. I’m so tired.. I think I will close my eyes for a little bit..

Chapter 10

Index

Chapter 12

#alsar #webnovel #translated

[porkchop-ao3]

RickCon’18: Part 1/3

Part two, Part three

Thank you to @hoodoo12​ and @ricksanchezbae​ for this idea and for encouraging other people to give it a go, I had a lot of fun writing this :)

My take on RickCon focuses mostly on two OC's, one I've written for before and one I haven't. This could be seen as sort of a sequel to my Tailor Rick fic, so I’d recommend reading that if you haven’t already just for some context :) also, I drew him here, so you can check that out if you want a visual! A couple of people wanted to see him again, so I hope you like this. 

This series will be SFW, just some implied sex (not involving reader) and some Rick-like flirting :) Enjoy!

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“Absolute bloody pricks.” Rick muttered, inspecting the cuff on my arm with a clear expression of distaste. “Th-that ruins the whole ensemble.”

 The stylist who had been applying my eyeshadow turned away momentarily and I took the opportunity to look down at the cuff for myself. While the wristband didn't do my outfit any favors, I wouldn't go as far as to say it was ruined. I read the neon code once more; HF-002, and tried to swallow down the sensation of disbelief. I hadn't had an awful lot of time to adjust, it'd been months since I'd heard from Rick Sanchez after receiving my custom gown in the mail, and suddenly I was here. In some strange place away from earth, entirely populated by Ricks and Mortys. I hadn't been expecting to hear from Rick ever again, but when a letter slipped through my door requesting that I visit him at my earliest convenience, I'd been too curious to ignore it.

 That's how I found myself at RickCon. Apparently, Rick hosted a number of events at the convention, including a charity clothing auction to raise money for… trunk people in need? I'd quickly learned that he was a very generous person, though only for his own benefit. When I first met him, he'd gifted me a one of a kind, custom made dress worth thousands, purely so that he could feel good about himself. He'd made no attempt to hide that the charity auction was no different. Anyway, he needed models, and for some reason he thought I'd be suitable. I'd laughed in his face at first, but when he explained the citadel to me; infinite realities and alternate versions of him all gathering in one place, I had to see it for myself.

 “I don't understand why they can't just make an exception for me. I assume it's because they're jealous, n-not many Rick's make a name for themselves in their original dimension. There's far too much hopping around for my liking.” He continued as the stylist returned to applying my makeup.

 “Almost done, sweetie.” the stylist said almost boredly. He was another Rick, dressed in pink with the sides of his head shaved, the rest of his hair swept upwards to make for a particularly striking hairstyle.

 “I-I-I explained to them that this is a fashion show. I'm aware that the majority of Rick's wear the same grotty lab coat day in, day out, but surely they understand that that.” Tailor Rick pointed accusationally at the wristband. “Is the opposite of fashion!”

 “Relax! It looks fine. Nobody will even care and anyway, this is for the uh, the… what are they? The trunk people.” I said, trying to move my face as little as possible as to not disrupt the stylist.

 “Oh, right.” He scoffed. “Of course, the trunk people.” I didn't need to see him know he was rolling his eyes.

 “All done.” The stylist said, leaning back and giving me a once over.

 “Finally. W-we have about five minutes until we're starting. Cutting it a little fine, aren't we?” Rick said, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at the stylist.

 “I'll have you know I'm the president's personal stylist. If you want the kind of perfectionism I deliver, you need to give me more than half an hour.” The stylist quipped, turning his back on the other Rick as he bent over to gather the various brushes and makeup products on his desk. I glanced over to the tailor, raising my brows when I caught him checking out the ass on his alternate self.

 “You shouldn't need more than half an hour to paint some slap on her face. The real time consumer is teaching her how to walk, since her parents clearly didn't do a very good job-”

 “Oi! I can walk just fine when I'm not tottering around on stilts!” I said defensively.

 “Stilts? They're mere kitten heels.” He scoffed. I very nearly growled. My initial attraction to him had quickly disappeared with prolonged contact, at this point I couldn't understand how he'd made me so wet and flustered throughout that dress fitting. I must've been hormonal… or something. “Anyway, get up, we're starting soon.”

 I rose to my feet, straightening out the dress I was wearing. I had another six lined up for me to change into throughout the course of the auction, and two Ricks lined up to help me do so. The gown I was going out in first was a lovely, deep burgundy cocktail dress. I'd questioned Rick about why he thought it was a good idea to try and flog cocktail dresses to a room full of men. Initially, he'd reminded me that it was also a room full of alcoholics, and they'd pay attention to anything with the word cocktail in it. Or course, that was his idea of a joke and the real reason was that apparently there wasn't just going to be Ricks at this convention. They often brought along any significant others they had, and some just happened to be women.

 Now that was a comforting concept and definitely gave me another reason to agree to being his model for the afternoon. At least if I was going to a Rick and Morty convention, there would be other people like me attending too, it'd give me some allies once my job was done and I'd have time to explore the convention while Rick hosted his panel; More than just a lab coat: Style tips for the working Rick.

 “I'm going out there first to introduce the event, your Rick-sistants will send you out on cue.” He told me, taking me by the elbow and guiding me towards the entrance to the stage, where the two Rick's that'd be helping me change were standing, both of them suited up semi-formally, their hair a lot different to Tailor Rick's in that it was spiky, sticking out in all directions.

 “Oh God.” I said as I caught a glimpse through the gap in the temporarily erected wall that separated the dressing area from the main stage. I could see the crowd, and although it was no Royal Albert Hall, it was more people than I was accustomed to standing in front of. “Remind me why you chose me instead of an actual, professional model?”

 “For the same reason I chose you to create a dress for. Your figure is…” he trailed off, glancing down at my chest. “You will be appreciated here more than my regular ladies.” He said, and I flushed.

 “What's that supposed to mean?”

 “Well, most of the audience members ha-have no intention of buying anything.” He said, peaking out at the crowd. “Normally it's the same three Ricks buying anything, and half of the audience disappears once all the women's wear has been sold.”

 “So they're just here to ogle?” I asked, and Rick turned to smirk at me.

 “Of course.” He told me. “Apart from those with Sugar Babies in need of gifts.”

 “I thought this was a nice thing. You know? For charity.” I frowned, crossing my arms.

 “Oh, but it still is, isn't it? The charity will get their money, the Ricks will get their entertainment. Everyone's a winner.”

 “Except for me.” I pointed out, he turned and looked me directly in the eye.

 “Quite the contrary. Now you'll have an opportunity to seek out a Rick who's willing to satisfy your cravings.” He told me, leaving me confused.

 “I'm sorry?”

 “You have quite the appetite for me, correct? I-I-I seem to recall you were going to ask me on a date after your dress fitting. I'm sorry that my professional ground rules prevent me from accepting, but I'm sure many of the Ricks here will have no such qualms.” He smiled politely, and my face flushed in a mixture of anger and embarrassment.

 “Appetite? Are you mad? Perhaps when we first met I was taken by your charisma and charm, but let me tell you, my appetite has been more than filled over the past few days of incessant complaining, rudeness and bossiness.” I scolded him, jabbing my finger into his chest. My words seemed to amuse him.

 “It’s time. Carry that boldness with you out on stage, my dear.” He said, and with that, he turned the corner onto the stage, and I heard him addressing the crowd and willing them to settle down.

 It was barely a minute before I was being ushered on stage. I stepped out into the open, momentarily freezing as I scanned the crowd, every face was almost identical, row after row of Ricks. I noticed a couple of other faces too, the occasional Morty, a few Summers here and there, but it was mostly Ricks. Barely a second had passed when I got ahold of myself and walked forwards. Of course, I completely forgot how to walk; well, in the way that Rick had taught me, so I simply strolled and stood at the edge of the stage with my hand clasped behind my back so nobody could see how much they were shaking. My face felt hot under all their eyes, I noticed the leering smirks from the audience members, and noticed how they whispered to each other. I made eye contact with a few of them, gaining a wink from one, and a brow wiggle from another. I found myself giggling, enjoying the attention despite the initial nerves.

 Before I knew it, the dress had been sold, and I was given my cue to leave the stage and get changed. A model Rick took my place on stage, wearing a hot pink suit. I wondered about the kind of Rick that would consider buying such a loud outfit.

 “Quickly, baby. Let's get you out of th-that dress.” One of the Ricks waiting for me said, coming up behind me and unzipping the garment. The other Rick held onto my hand to keep me stable as I stepped out of my shoes. One dress was stripped off of me, and just as quickly another was being shimmied up my hips. I didn't have time to feel exposed, and the two men made me feel more than at ease with their professionalism.

 “Wow, you look fantastic in this one. This oughta fetch a g-good price.” The other told me as he buttoned up the front of it. The Rick behind me was tying up a bow in the back, pulling it taught. I glanced down at the dress, all black silk with white buttons going up the front of the bodice, sleeveless with a boat neck and a ribbon running around my waist. I felt very sophisticated wearing it.

 And fetch a good price it did. Standing out on stage, I felt a little more confident the second time around, and turned from side to side, giving the audience a three-sixty view of the dress. The numbers called out by the auctioneer just went up and up until they were in the thousands, and even though I had no idea what currency was being used, I was surprised at how much people were willing to pay for a single item of clothing. It sold for seven and a half thousand, and Rick was right when he'd said it would be the same few Ricks bidding, I only saw about four different hands going up throughout the whole thing.

 The third dress made me nervous. It was the shortest of them all, hitting at mid thigh; a lot shorter than I would usually go for. It was also practically skin tight, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination; though it had a high neckline and long sleeves, so at least I had some modesty in that department. It was navy blue with a wide white stripe going across the bust. Rick had pointed out to me that it was one of his apprentice's (coincidentally his grandson, Morty's) designs and he was only selling it to get it out of his studio; he preferred a more refined, classy style.

 I noticed his blatant eye roll when I stepped out on stage, and the room roared with wolf whistles and undeniably carnal sounding cheers. He snapped something about reeling it in, you bunch of animals, to the crowd, which was mostly ignored. A Rick in the front row dressed in pastel colours, a bow-tie around his neck, stuck his fingers in his mouth and let out an ear piercing whistle, and when I looked at him he blew me a kiss and called out something that sounded Spanish, I caught the phrase bella dama in there somewhere.

 “Thank you, to the gentleman in pink shirt, starting us off at six hundred!” The auctioneer called, and the Rick who'd whistled to me went pale.

 “What the fuck, no! I-I-I didn't!” He quickly stammered, earning a collective howl of laughter from the entire room.

 “I'm sorry, sir, all bids are final. Anyone for seven hundred?” Was the response he got. Not a single hand in the room flew up.

 “Come on! Y-you fucking bunch of assholes, someone wants that! You're just- you're just-” He growled, glancing around the room, a few snickers could be heard. I'd never seen such a large group of people working together just to screw some guy over. It was actually quite impressive. A classic case of cutting one's nose off to spite the face, it was obvious by the dress’s reception that there would otherwise be a bidding war.

 “No? At six hundred, then. Going once, twice…” The auctioneer announced, then the hammer came down.

 “Fuck you guys!” The Rick in pink spat, crossing his arms and slamming his back against the chair.

 “Lighten up, buddy. It's for the trunk people!” Some Rick from the back called through unrestrained laughter.

 “And fuck you especially!” He retorted. I offered him an apologetic smile, feeling somewhat responsible, before I left.

 The rest of the auction went off without a hitch, and once all of the dresses were sold I was left to change back into my own clothes as the designer gear was packaged up ready to be distributed to the buyers at the end of the auction. I was tasked with helping the assistant Ricks with the packaging; each dress was wrapped up in a garment bag inscribed with Tailor Rick's logo, then folded up neatly inside a sturdy, fancy black box with magnetic clasps on the lid, which was again decorated with the logo in silver metallic foil. Also inside the box came a certificate of authenticity and a thank you letter from the charity. Finally, the box was placed inside a gift bag and a note with the dimension number of each buyer was stuck to the side, then it was taken off to a different room ready to be collected and paid for.

 I waited around until the end of the auction to see Rick, only for him to bypass me and go straight into a private dressing room. I tried not to feel irritated by this; I didn't have a private dressing room, I'd had to change out in the open with at least three Ricks standing around. When he came back out, he had changed into a more casual suit; something cooler and more stylish than the traditional black and white number he'd been wearing beforehand. This suit was covered in a Paisley pattern, and it was a deep teal colour. Underneath, his shirt was black, as were his shoes and tie. He looked very chic and handsome. He approached me, straightening out his tie and adjusting his collar.

 “You did well out there, aside from the fact you walked like a baby rhinoceros.” He teased, though he was smiling.

 “Bit of an exaggeration.” I pointed out, looking him up and down and feeling extremely dowdy in my jeans and t-shirt.

 “Not at all.” He smirked, then plucked a piece of lint off my shoulder. “I have my other event in an hour, so I'm going to have to stay here to h-help prepare the room. Y-you're free to go, however.”

 “Oh? What shall I do?” I asked stupidly and he held eye contact with me for a moment before answering.

 “Well, you could always go and enjoy the convention.” He suggested with an amused tone. I rolled my eyes.

 “Why didn't I think of that?” I said sarcastically. “I mean, on my own? Just… just walk around this place?”

 “Yes. You're a big girl, aren't you? You're capable of independence?” He raised his brow.

 “Yes, it's just…” I trailed off and chewed the inside of my mouth. “It's a little daunting.”

 “You'll be fine. You can't leave without me with you, so if you're worried about some other Rick trying to snatch you away, don't be.” He said all too casually.

 “I wasn't worried about that… but I am now.” I furrowed my brow and stared at him, he simply chuckled in response.

 “Go, attend some of the panels, try some of the food, and if you get overwhelmed there are plenty of places for you to go and catch a breather.” He said, taking my shoulders and turning me around to push me towards the exit.

 “Okay, you have your phone with you, right?”

 “Yes. But don't try to contact me.” He said bluntly.

 “But what if there's an emergency?” I asked, turning around to face him once he'd got me out the door.

 “Then I suppose that's an exception. But you'd better be dying, otherwise I-I don't want an interruption!” He rolled his eyes again. “Meet me back here in two hours. Have fun. Oh, and I put some money in your purse, g-go wild.” He added flatly, before the door was closed in my face.

 I stared at the frosted glass for a while before taking a deep breath and turning around.

 “Fuck.” I breathed, staring out at the mass of people in front of me, a sea of blue white and yellow with barely anything in between.

Tbc.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez x reader #fanfiction #rickcon #oc ricks

[lilaluscious1]

So...WTF, Sullivan?? Chapter 1: WHY?

Andy Herrera can't figure out why Sullivan shut-down their about-to-happen sex-romp out of nowhere, with no explanation...She wants A-N-S-W-E-R-S... (takes place after the season 2 finale some weeks after the Season 2)

Andy Herrera stomps from one side of the apartment she shares with Maya and Vic to the other, raging on and on about how she and Captain Robert Sullivan were seconds away of consummating their new-found relationship, when out of nowhere (seemingly), he asks her to leave with no explanation. no -ANYTHING- She's hurt, humiliated, qnd Maya allows her time to wind down some before before offering her input.

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"I'm so fucking humiliated, Maya", Herrera states, angrily. "I can't imagine what could possibly explain kicking me out right as things got really hot and heavy...I mean, at least take a second and explain-'I'm feeling sick', whatever it may be, instead of just 'Can you leave, please'..."

"I GET IT, Girl...you know I have your back, no matter what you decide-but I'm telling you-it makes NO SENSE-after all of the flirting, the 'moments' (air quotes), the-the -what is it-SIMPATICO; the chemistry between you two, that he just shuts down right before he's about to get some...he WAS gonna get some, right.?"

"Oh, hell yeah!...as sure as hell is hot!", says Andy.

"Then THINK ABOUT IT-and go talk to him; give him a chance to explain-'K?"

Later that night, Andy is too restless to get much sleep. There HAS TO BE a reasonable explanation, as Maya says, and she has never known her friend to make impulsive or rash decisions (evidenced by her secret fling with Jack)...still, t's true that it's only fair to hear Robert out...her decision made, she drifts-off to sleep, at last...

Chapter 2: THE EXPLANATION

Herrera texts Sullivan, suggesting that they meet at his home, in an hour; she's relieved his response is affirmative. She and Maya choose her outfit carefully: a royal blue blouse of crushed silk, ink black jeans, and blue heels the same color as her blouse; underneath, Maya suggests bra, french cut undies, and garterbelt, all in black After dressing, Andy feels sexy and daring; if they DO 'make up', she wants to be ready.

Now that she's cooled down, she's ready to hear his explanation and (she hopes), get their relationship back on track.

Once she arrives, he greets her rather gravely, taking her leather jacket and inviting her into the living room. She notices that R Kelly's remix of "Step In The Name Of Love" is playing in the background, at the perfect volume to allow conversation.

Taking a seat on his comfortable sectional, Andy raises an eyebrow and quips, "Really?", meaning his choice of music. Robert hands her a glass of white wine, responding, "Hate the Uncontrollably-Peeing Asshole Artist, not the music he created."

[Kelly croons: Said I know that it's somebody's birthday tonight somewhere...And I know somebody's gonna celebrate tonight somewhere ...I know..

.[Pre-Chorus] (One things for sure) I'm gonna put on my dancing shoes (Then I'ma hit the door); And go out and step the whole night through) ...]

"To us," the Station 19 Captain says. They clink glasses, and Andy says, "Touche'...NOW...explain to me just why in the world what happened, happened, Captain Sullivan." Robert appears to struggle with the answer, finally stating, "The short answer is, IT SHOULD'NT HAVE; I should have explained that I suddenly felt this excruciating pain in my leg and knee, and instead of freezing, I should have just come just come clean, for lack of a better word, about the situation-I truly apologize, and I hope you forgive me."

Herrera's dark eyes soften, and her heart goes out to the contrite Captain. "Robert...I'm FEELING YOU, and I unless I'm just as dense as a post, You're FEELING ME, too-just as much...look, in the future, just-just- SAY SOMETHING; I'll always understand, at least I'll try. You have an injury, I get it-you DID miss out on a 'killer massage' though, I hope you're aware."

Sullivan, smiling, says, "No, you aren't dense, and as to why I didn't just come clean with you, I really can't say...though, residual 'trust issues, if I had to guess...if you're questioning whether I'm FEELING YOU, I'd say that question ANSWERED ITSELF once we started...you know."

Sullivan stands, probably to get more wine, and Herrera stands as well.

She says, "Well...I have a suggestion: I kiss you (she steps forward, grasps his muscular forearms, and standing on tip-toe, presses her soft, full, red-painted lips against his; then steps back, briefly breaking their lip-lock), And you kiss me back..." Sullivan is more than happy to comply, gathering her close, meeting her halfway, and joining their mouths together. Once they come up for air, Andy says playfully, "Hey, WAIT-if we start this again, and you put the brakes on, Te Parto en Toda Tu Madre-entiendes?"

"A huevo", The big man grins back, and they kiss again. "Here, or in your bedroom," Andy gasps.

Sullivan responds, "We've already wasted too much time," and guides her down to the plush carpet. As they grope and caress each other, the song segues into the remix of the same artist's hit "Your Body's Calling:

[Yeah, I don't want you to hold back any longer baby; 'Cause tonight, I'm gonna give you all the little things I know you've been waiting for-ohoh-So, brace yourself and listen-I hear you callin', here I come baby to save you, oh oh Baby no more stallin',these hands have bee n longing to touch you baby; And now that you've come around to seein' it my way, You won't regret it baby and you surely won't forget it baby It's unbelievable how your body's falling for me...]

They come up for air again, and Andy takes the opportunity to moan, "Undress me, Papi-Quitame la ropa."

Sullivan is too busy kissing the deep hollow of her neck to answer; his long, thick, yet limber fingers work the the buttons of her blouse free, exposing the black, lacy demi-cup bra cradling her golden-hued C cups ...her breath quickening, Andy shrugs the garment off and tosses it to one side, arching her back as her lover goes to work on the little hook on the front of her bra...

Notes:

SPANISH TRANSLATION

Te Parto en Toda Tu Madre-entiendes?: I'll beat the shit out of you, understand?

A Huevo: slang for agreement

ABOUT THE SONG-I struggled with using this particular artist, due to the recent revelations about his weirdo activities with children, andafter much reflection, I decided to go forward, separating the music from the Artist's asshole activities-I apologize to any who don't agree

Chapter 3: HOT LIKE FIRE-zzzzzz!

From the previous Chapter: ...her breath quickening, Andy shrugs the garment off and tosses it to one side, arching her back a as her lover goes to work on the little hook on the front of her bra...his fingers solve the clasp easily, and once the pretty lace cups are are peeled apart, Sullivan kisses and licks each dark brown,stiffening nubbin capping the firm, beautiful mounds. Hissing with pleasure, Herrera closes her eyes, mouth open, her tongue snaking out to lick it at her own lips; it's patently obvious that this man knows his way around the female body...as he worships her breasts, Andy assists him in skinning-off her tight black jeans and underpants, then, together, they strip Sully of his sweatshirt and sweatpants (he's 'commando' underneath)...

"Andy grins at him, saying, "Expecting someone, hmmm?" (to herself she thinks VALIENDO MADRE, when she sees the size of his member...not that she's not eager to 'meet the challenge!'...)

Before joining his lips with hers yet again, Sullivan zings HER in return, "My dick is out and swinging, isn't it?"

('Step In The Name Of Love' segues smoothly into the final song of the R Kelly three-pak: Hump Bounce):

[Every day and every night humpin' and bouncin' All I wanna do...Every day and every night humpin' and bouncin' All I wanna do-Summertime...Saturday night [background] ...It's time to be havin'-a good time tonight Music got you in the

mood,-you'll be dancin' all night...all night, all night-Lovin ' the way the DJ's mixin' and everybody's on the floor...I can't

seem to stop thinkin' about you, baby, No matter what I do...]

They are both to heated-up to bother with fore-play (except for a pair of fingers Sullivan inserts into the already moistening gash between the horny beauty's parted thighs, and together, they guide his long, very thick penis to her ready entrance and inside...

Herrera takes some quick, huffing breaths; she's having difficulty with his girth (AND LENGTH!), Robert is her first lover of color in some time, and she knows that, with time and patience, she's in for an intensely pleasurable experience...she bites her bottom lip, and utters a tiny squeal as he feeds two more inches into her; another inch, and Andy cries out, "OOOOO!; hold it a second, baby ...Ooooaaaah...wait, Robert, wait", which he patiently does....in this way, an inch or two at a time, they work together, until MOST of his 11" is tightly embedded in her dripping feminine cleft...(R Kelly continues crooning...

The song's up-tempo inspires Sullivan to increase the depth and pace of his strokes; Herrera is sufficiently wet and loose enough to enough to accommodate nearly ALL of his summer-sausage sized cock...Andy locks her ankles about his lean, muscled lower back, just above his buttocks, she wriggles and whines rotating her own hips in tight semi-circles, matching Sullivan's thrusts, stroke for stroke.

"Ay, DIOSITO MIO!," she cries, tears of want, of pure LUST, staining her lovely cheeks. Sullivan's breathing is eve, steady; he's not close to cumming just yet (then when her clasping inner labia tighten suddenly (due to a small, pre-orgasm tremor that causes her whole body to jerk and twist about, he very nearly loses it)....

Now Andy is on all fours, her naked boobs swinging beneath her, her big bountiful behind, framed so enticingly by the straps of her garter-belt, wobble and quiver, each time Sullivan's the fronts of his thighs contact it...Andrea is in a SEXUAL FRENZY as intense as she's ever experienced before...pure ecstasy.

"SHIT!, DAMN!", Sullivan grunts, reveling in the hot wet depths of the sexy Latina...he still can't believe how intoxicatingly EROTIC this luscious Woman is! The two of o them cum nearly at the same time...Sullivan first, then the wriggling, squirming, weeping with joy Herrera...

"Que Malo", Herrera, mutters teasingly, scooting onto her side and facing the big, sweat-sheened Black man.

He returns her smile-"Y porque 'malo'?" [Why am I bad?]

"Parece que me mataste! [I think you killed me!]...Ooo!" The two sated lovers share a laugh...the sheets beneath them are soaked with perspiration, along with their excreted fluids. Stirring, Andy inquires,"Are you hungry, Papa? Is there anything to eat, 'cause I'm starved."

His breathing has nearly resumed it's normal rhythm, and he responds, "Why don't we order in, after we shower-you good with that?"

Herrera agrees, and after they rest a few more minutes, they slide from the wreckage of Sullivan's queen bed and head toward the bathroom.

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