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Pink Versace Platform Heels❦
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z0-ne · 2 months
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Hi! It’s me again I was wondering if I could request another goku + younger sister reader but this time can it be but like them being siblings and them doing sibling stuff (Hc’s please 😚🫶)
HIIII! Yes! If you couldn't tell by now I love doing any platonic goku stuff its so cute and fun to think abt
GOKU AS Y0UR BIG BROTHER!
• Okay so just an FYI, you weren't raised by your big brother. Sorry, chi chi has enough stress with sayains as is, and not enough budget for three mouths again.
•Also, because you didn't hit your head when you landed, you werent exactly good.
•Not to say you were 'Abduct his child' type evil, probably because you're only four years older than Goten, but tou weren't good either. You blew up some stuff, injured people and tried to establish your dominance over the planet, gave Yamcha several heart attacks, and you had No idea who Vegeta was.
•So when they tried to get him to order you around that clearly backfired when his authority was tested by a sassy adolescent.
•"cease this absurd behavior! Your prince demands it!"
•It didn't help that he was wearing the pink shirt with some odd sandels. You looked him up and down before you scoffed.
•"Sorry princess, but I don't listen to stupid men in pink."
•Safe to say, you were a jerk, Goku knocked you out and Vegeta had to sit this fight out or he'd strangle a child.
•It took yall a while to get along, not because of trust issues from Raditz but because you were low-key evil too and you didn't like ANYONE at first.
•Hell it took a while to get you to stop being territorial or just flat out running away.
•Goku was the last person you bonded with, and that was because he kept having to drag you back home with your teeth latched into his arm.
•"Hey there- AH!" he cries out as you lunge at him and sink your teeth into his arm,, he swings his arm around hoping to detach you but its like you're locked on!
•"Ouch! Who just goes around biting people?!"
•Things changed a bit when you guys actually got along though. I guess the biting brought you closer??
•Goku doesn't visit that much, when it isn't involving training. I mean, the guy has work and trains with gods. He's very busy, but he makes time for you.
•Since you're close to gotens age but also a few years older, he likes to make time to pick you up from school to hang out with him and Goten for a bit.
•Its not like he just snatches you up out of school, he knows better, he's a father afterall, but after-school he's always excited to pick you and Goten up.
•"Hey! Ready to go?"
•However sometimes he forgets that he can't fly in public. Easy slip up, can you blame him though? It's as natural as walking!
°"Goku! You're flying!"
•"oh! Shoot!"
•Outings and shopping sprees are rare but he has experience with Chi Chi so he learned how to juggle the bags you throw to him while you go crazy in the mall.
•He doesn't mind it though because its a way to spend time with a non-deadly family member. Although he questions how deadly you are when it comes to a sale.
•"Hey! Thats on sale!"
°"But didn't that lady already cut infront to take it?"
•"That doesn't mean I'm gonna let her keep it!"
•Its like watching deers headbutt eachother. Then you just come back with the biggest grin holding up the shirt you wanted and adding it to the pile.
•When it comes to the food I pray for the people cooking..
•The two of you together have nearly been banned due to how much you eat, one restaurant offered to pay you two to just leave and stop ordering.
•You guys do play fight, at random times too.
•One minute you're getting along and they next, one of you is punching the other in the face.
•Goku bites. It's Canon, we see it all the time so don't think he won't chomp down just because yall are play fighting.
•it might also be payback for when you bit him...
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faghubby · 1 year
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Evolution continues
It had been weeks since I had let Jake penatrate me in anyway. Every since the night of the sex party. I just didn't see him the same. He was more reserved he stopped even asking about where I was going or who I had been with. I would give him a hand job when he looked desperate.
Larry became less and less often but I found other men to fill in. I loved sex and was always horny. Twice sometimes three times a week I would find a man to fuck me. One night I came home late. Jake was still up. I kissed him hello and he held my arm. Not hard but firm.
"What do you want?" I teased my hand sliding into his sweat pants.
"Can't we " he whined alittle. I took him buy his hand and led him to the bedroom. He stripped me. I felt my lovers cum running down my leg.
"If you clean me, I will let you fuck me" I told him. He looked at me. Then dropped to his knees. The lights still on I knew he could see the man's cum. He didn't hesitate his tounge touching half way down my leg he licked the cum from my thigh. I laid down giving him better access as he sucked and licked cum out of my swollen cunt. It was so hot. I came twice before I pushed him away.
"You earned it" I smiled motioning him to mount me. He just looked away.
"What?" I asked rubbing his leg. I felt wet. I looked and realized he had cum in his undies.
"Someone got to excited" I teased. "Let's get you changed" I got up and grabbed a pair of my panties. Simple cotton bikini cut with straps design. I slid off his briefs and pulled the panties on him. He didn't resist.
"My little girlie husband" I teased. He blushed so red I laughed. We went to bed. Him wearing my panties as I slept next to him naked.
I woke first. I remembered that he had my panties on and pulled the covers down. He was asleep on his stomach. I pulled the panties down and grabbed some lube. I lubed his hole and my fingers. He woke as I pushed the first finger in.
"Shhh it's ok sweety, just relax" I told him he moved alittle giving me better access. I fingered him adding a second and even a third finger.
"Your ass is so greedy" I told him. I positioned him lifting his ass in the air. I took out my 6 inch punk vibrator and inserted into him. He cried out in pleasure when I turned it on. Bucking like crazy as I fucked him with it. He collapsed after only 10 minutes. He had cum in my panties.
"A man won't stop just because your done" I teased. And he lifted his ass back up. So I fucked him some more.
"You want a big hairy man to fuck you like this?" I teased. He said nothing just moved to relieve my quick thrust. I was amazed when he came a second time. This time I pulled the toy free.
"Go shower" I told him. "And Jake, I think if your going to take dick you should have no more hair then I do" I told him. Showing him my tiny little wisp of hair. As he showered I went to my favorite online sex store and ordered a strapon. Along with some other things.
When Jake got out of the shower he showed me that he had shaved from his knees to his chest. I showed him a new pair of panties I had picked for him. These where much smaller. I watched as he slid them on. His little penis was so spent it had shriveled up almost inside him.
"My little sissy husband, I have a date today" I told him.
"Do you want to dress up, like that sissy we saw at the party?" I asked him.
"No" Jake told me. I just smirked and went into the closet. I found a pair of shorts we had bought but he didn't like said they where to small. I had him put them on. They where kinda tight. I then got him his pink golfing shirt. He never wore. And sandels.
"You look like a sissy now" I told him. "Maybe we can find you a big cock to play with" I continued his face turned white.
I sat him down and gave him a pedicure and a manicure. I painted his toes bright pink.his fingers just clear. When I left to meet my lover I left my vibrator and lube out on his nightstand.
"In case you get horny" I told him. Then laid out one of my nightie.
"I want you wearing that when I get home" I told him kissed him and left.
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babygorewhore · 10 months
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Hey idk if you're still doing the 'tell me about yourself and I'll ship you with an evan thing' so ignore this if you don't wanna do any more but ty if you do!
I'm non binary, I use all pronouns in my every day life cause I'm from a non-English speaking country, but I prefer they/them the most, im queer sexuality wise, i want top surgery more than anything else rn, I'm currently OBSESSED with across the spiderverse, I love video games, nostalgic shit (I just got a DVD of the first few episodes of a childhood show of mine lol), manga, comics, fashion designing (hoping to make it a career!), lego, makeup, plushies and musicals! (So you like show tunes, doesn't mean you're gay, it just means you're awful. I watched all seasons of glee... I hate myself. /j) Oh and cats. I love cats. Specifically hairless ones and cheetahs. (THEY COUNT IDC).
I have short (pixie cut) super dark brown hair that I usually dye blonde or other colors, I have greenish-brownish eyes, and no piercings cause I'm a wimp and to add to the wimpiness I am 5'3 (most of my friends are taller than me I am in HELL). I like to dress in all sorts of clothing, androgynous, masculine, feminine, y2k, goth, pastel. When I'm in fem clothing I either dress in like an elegant goth, cute pastel stuff with mostly green, pink or orange, but whatever I wear the earrings always have to be Giant. In my every day life though most of my clothing is fun T shirts, long sweat pants or shorts and a hoodie. Oh and sandels. Lots and lots of sandels. I love winter because I get to wear all my favorite hoodies, and get to snuggle up in my bed eating soup while watching some dumb Christmas movie no one wanted to see but Netflix made cause money.
I have ADHD and generalized anxiety disorder and currently trying to figure out with my psychiatrist what else I have. I'm a very sensitive person but I usually mask so if I'm hurt I will not show it, but I'm also very petty and spiteful? I don't act on it though. I'm a morning eagle AND a night owl, I'm just a ball of chaotic energy that doesn't die, I AM HELLFIRE INCARNET! BOW BEFORE- coffee? We dont know her. I try to be funny? My friends think I'm funny but idk. You tell me.
Again tysm if you do this and have a nice day!
FUCK YEAH I AM BABY.
OKAY!!!!! SO I TOTALLY SHIP YOU WITH KYLE SPENCER!
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Okay bet. So Kyle here would absolutely love your interests and he would absolutely LOVE MUSICALS. I feel like people wouldn’t think so because he’s a frat boy but he totally would.
He would be really supportive in your expression of style and he would love having a non binary partner! I feel like he’s extremely accepting.
He would have such respect for you for sticking to your authentic style and oml…HE WOULD LET YOU BORROW HIS HOODIES!!!! He would love how they hang on you he would find it so cute!!!
He would love to see you design for your fashion and even give you a little fashion show of all his fits! I feel like he also has a lot of energy that he’s dying to show. He would love to stay up late for you so much.
And he’s very sweet so since you’re a sensitive person, he would be very protective of you and give you lots of kisses if you unmasked! WE LOVE OUR BLONDE ANGEL BABY KYLE!!!
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fandomfluffandfuck · 11 months
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I always forget how opposite my best friend and I are with our aesthetics until someone else points it out, lmao. We went into Hot Topic today so they [my best friend] could look at the Barbie collection, and one of the employees came up to us and said, "I love this," while gesturing toward us both, then, "you're giving poodle and dobermann." It made me laugh too hard.
For reference: they were wearing a pink floral, off-the shoulder sundress that has a long, open thigh slit, platform beige sandels, a gold necklace, matching gold earrings, and had their hair tied back from their face with a big pink velvet bow. Meanwhile, I was wearing black Doc Martins (which I have worn to death at this point, lol), black ripped jeans, a silver chain wallet, a black double eyelet belt, a black band t-shirt, silver rings (with my nails still painted black), and a silver barbed wire chain necklace. So, yeah, they weren't wrong, lol
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livealittleoc-cb · 1 year
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"I like how free light is. I wish to live just as freely as it.~"
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:・゚✧:・.☽˚。・゚✧:・.: Marci "Marcia Ngam" Temitope
⋆。°✩ Witch, with medium magic pool, Specializes in Light Magic
⋆。°✩ Can control, create && manipulate all forms && aspects of light, doesn't need light spells or potions
⋆。°✩ Works at a hair salon && specalizes in hair dying along with shorter hair styles
⋆。°✩ Has a Baby Iberian Lynx named Chubs, Caracal named Oranges, && a Silkie Chicken named Fuzz Ball
⋆。°✩ From Aswar, the human equivalent to Chiang Mai, Thailand [Is mixed: Uthax/Lagos, Nigeria [Dad] Aswar/Thailand[Mom]]
⋆。°✩ They/Them | Aromantic [might change], Asexual | 23 years old | 11/21 [Scorpio] | 5’10”
⋆。°✩ They are:
sassy
straight to the point
very straightforward
jokes a lot
fashionable™️
learns kind of quick
Extras
⋆。°✩ only close friends can call them Marcia
⋆。°✩ they don't mind if close friends use she/her pronouns on them
⋆。°✩ natural eye color: white with black specs
⋆。°✩ eyes might change color: very pastel yellow [happy], very pastel pink [anger], very pastel blue [sadness]
⋆。°✩ they get flashes of white light in their eyes when they are curious
⋆。°✩ has dark skin, their eyes seem glassy since they are such a light color half the time, always has a different hairstyle in, has earrings, dresses in a very business casual look, very dramatic or light makeup no inbetween, has natural black hair
⋆。°✩ likes: heels, cats, vests, round glasses, books, the outside, styling hair, makeup, nail polish, sweater vests, fancy trousers, patterns, sandels, the beach, sunlight, refractions of light, dark/light academia, coffee stains on letters, old aged paper
⋆。°✩ dislikes: annoying people, people sassing them back, disrespect, tangled hair
⋆。°✩ languages: english [small african accent], thai, hausa
NSFW
⋆。°✩ Is asexual!! Is not comfortable with sexual advances but doesn't mind friendly kisses to the cheek/forehead/hand/etc. or sex jokes!!
⋆。°✩ uses 🕯️ on dash
Relationship Statuses
⋆。°✩ at the salon && frustrated
⋆。°✩ is aromantic as of now, might change in the furture
⋆。°✩ friends: Lelani [favorite customer 💸], Jay [personal assistant 💈], Jooheon [book club buddy 📚]
⋆。°✩ children: Ace [little baby! 😘], @welcome-to-maniac Jeongin [bread maker 😎]
⋆。°✩ family:
Tags:
⋆。°✩ friend tag(s):
⋆。°✩ family/children tag(s): #✂️little assistant
⋆。°✩ music tag(s): #🎶marci music [music inspo], #🎼character music [all character music inspo]
⋆。°✩ inspo tag(s):
⋆。°✩ other tag(s): #🕯️marci.txt [marci text/interactions]
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her and her friend pt. 2
yes, ao3 is down and I was in the middle of trying to post. It's fine. I'm fine. Everything is fine. Anyways here is this for you guys since I can actually post on here.
chapter two: those arms belong to me
Maki sat up quickly, startled by a knock at the door. 
“Come on we’re going shopping.” Gojo called, “Yes it is mandatory.”
That is how they all ended up at the nearest grocery store at nine at night, heavily jet-lagged. Inumaki pushed the cart Yuta while led the way being the snack police. 
“Yuji, how many times have a told you that you are not going to be able to eat that many boxes of cereal so I need you to stop sneaking them into the cart.” Yuta sighed.
Yuji and Megumi stayed close together, especially since Megumi was half asleep leaning on Yuji’s back with his arms around his waist. Even though he had been the one that forced everyone to go, they had totally lost Gojo. It was probably for the best seeing at Yuta kept them all focused. 
Nobara and Maki wandered the store by themselves. Nobara had noticed the flower section as soon as she had walked in and dragged Maki over to look at them. In one arm, Maki carried a small basket for the both of them and the other was linked with Nobara’s. 
“What if we had a picnic? I noticed there was a cheese board in the kitchen and I’m sure there are lots of good picnic spots.” Nobara looked at Maki with a pleading face.
“Of course we can. I’m sure there are great spots all over.” Maki smiled. 
“I wish I still had a friend I was as close to so we could be like that.” came a voice from behind them.”
The separated, unlinking their arms, quickly. They turned to see Gojo standing behind them, holding multiple alcohol bottles. Maki and Nobara exhanched confused looks. 
“You two are such good pals.” He turned to go before remember whatever he came to tell them, “Remember you all are legal here too, so pick up an alcohol you want.”
Maki looked at Nobara and shrugged.
“If I have to be in a house around him for weeks, I want to at least be shit faced.” Nobara sighed. 
Maki woke up, squinting from the sunlight pouring into their room. They blinked rapidly to try and adjust to the light. The room was bright from the light coming from the windows. Nobara and Maki were both to tired to close them the night before. It must have rained in the night because the soft sheets were slightly damp. 
They reached over to find Nobara, but she wasn’t there. Maki rolled over and found that the bed was totally empty. They looked around the room seeing the flowers the two had picked out the night before, clothes Maki had sat out for today, and the while furnatere of the room. Then window caught caught Maki’s eye.
There Nobora sat on the large open window sile in her white pajama set with little pink flowers printed on the tank top and shorts. Hot steam rose from the mug of tea wrapped in her hands. She looked out the window at the courtyard below and out to the ocean while layed in the distance.
She turned, hearing Maki stur and smiled at them.
“Good morning, love.” She hopped of the window and joined Maki, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Morning,” Maki took her hand and kissed it. “What great adventures do you want to have today?”
“Well Yuta and Inumaki are the only ones awake and they are going to explore town. Yuji will probably want to go to the beach whenever he walks up, and Megumi will obviously go with him.”
“Obviously,” Maki smiled.
“Gojo will probably wake up late, day drink, and not go to sleep until 3am.” Nobora frowned.
“Of course.” Maki laughed.
“So I think we go to town with Yuta and Inumaki, but we break off from them and go get lunch.” Nobara suggested.
“Sounds perfect.” Maki leaned in and kissed her. 
The two got ready quickly, motivated by Yuta knocking on their door asking them to hurry up.
“Ok,” Nobora asked, coming out of the bathroom, “How do I look?”
Nobora twirled around in a cream slip dress and black platform sandels accented with a black shoulder bag and a simple black headband.
“Absolutly beautiul, but baby, we are just going for lunch.” Maki smiled at her.
“Shut up! I know that but we are in Europe,” She struck various poses in the floor length mirror, “and I have to dress to impress.”
Maki stuck out their are arm, Nobara took it happily, and they headed downstairs.
The town was small but charming. It had beautiful white stone streets that complemented all the old buildings. The four of them walked slowly past all the shops and restaurants, making sure it get a good look into the windows of all of them. They passed a bookstore that Inumaki quickly signed that he wanted to look at.
“Are you guys ok with us stopping in here?” Yuta asked, “It might be a while so you guys can come with us or keep walking.”
“We might got find something to eat but you guys have fun.” Maki said.
Inumaki took Yuta’s hand, pulling him towards a book display out of a table. Maki smiled at the two of them. They were happy Yuta had finally said something to Inumaki after ages of just gushing to Maki about him. It had not only made the two happier but it also seemed to improve their coordination on missions so it was a real win for everyone. 
Nobara settled on a small cafe and they were lead to seats with a beautiful ocean view. They ordered lots of food and it arrived at the table slowly. Because it was already almost dinner by the time they had sat down, they had a beautiful view of the sunset. 
Nobara stumbled slightly on the walk back to the house.
“I think sharing a whole bottle was a mistake.” Maki said steadying her but they themself were drunk.
“I’m fine, I promise.” Nobara threw her hands around Maki’s neck, “I love being here with you.”
“Me too.” Maki leaned down to kiss her.
Nobara let out a soft whimper.
Something about Nobara was she was a flirty drunk. It didn’t take much in her system for her to be clinging on to Maki.
“God, you are so sexy.” Nobara breathed out when Maki shifted to kiss her jaw.
“Ok baby, we need to take this home before we do something in public we will both regret.” Maki stepped away and took her hand.
“Fine,” Nobara said, “As long as we get to continue this at home.”
ok hope you enjoyed
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ambiegclothing · 10 months
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mamaneedcash · 1 year
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barefootstreetlife · 3 months
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jeanniebeannie63 · 2 years
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lilywily143 · 2 years
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Valentine's Day: Slow Dancing
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[ID: The left-most picture has Brad and Chunami dancing with each other in close range, their hands that can be seen are holding each other. Brad's face is visible and he seems to be showing a happy look. The middle picture shows that the two have spun halfway in a circle, but Brad has been changed to Lloyd. Chunami has her hand on Lloyd's waist, while Lloyd has his hand on Chunami's shoulder. Chunami's face is visible and she seems excited to dance. The last picture shows they went full circle to the same pose as the left-most picture. Lloyd is in the same place as Chunami was in the middle picture and Brad is the one dancing with his now. Lloyd has his face shown in the picture. He seems shy and he turned his gaze slightly away from Brad.]
[ID, Brad: Brad has black locs (which was so much fun to draw ^-^) and he is wearing a white, fluff trim on his pink faded Kimono. Stars and moons are on the sleeves of his kimono. He has a pink diamond pattern on his obi (sash around waist). Brad has a pleated, magenta skirt with a white stripe along its length. He also has yellow shoes with a strap.]
[ID, Chunami: Chunami is the smallest of the three shown in the picture. She has red hair that is in a ponytail. She has a light tan color for her skin, and there are two scars on her arm. She is wearing a blue Haori with a white triangle pattern on the ends of her sleeves. She has faded blue hakama (the pants) and blue boots with a beige heel.]
[ID, Lloyd: Lloyd had blonde hair with a part dyed purple in the front. His hair is displaced around his black horns, which curve backwards. His black & purple tain is poking out from under his nagagi. He has red pupils and eyeliner on. His tan and pale viltigo colored skin has multipe scars that appear on his arms. Lloyd is wearing a jade green nagagi with a red obi around his waist. He also has a yellow Obijime ('cord') around his obi. He has geta sandels with the fabric covered in different shaded green flowers.]
Happy Valentines Day! Even if you aren't with anyone or interested in finding someone, I just hope ur day goes well!
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ambiegclothing · 10 months
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mamaneedcash · 1 year
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strawnarrries · 4 years
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Summary: While in Italy filming for Harry’s upcoming music video, he decides to be a little tease and drive you crazy. 
POV: 2nd
Warnings: mentions of oral and some sexy talk but nothing too crazy ;)
I 100% used the new apple translate app for the italian :) idk how much italian harry knows but i saw somewhere that fans talked to him and said he could hold a convo in italian and i dunno if it’s reliable but we’re just gonna go for it hahah
“Wake up, my love,” you heard the deep, raspy voice of your boyfriend as your eyes fluttered open, squinting as they adjusted to the bright sun that was shining in past the white flowy curtains in your room.
You grunted softly as you stretched your limbs before relaxing your body against the warm sheets, looking up at your shirtless, handsome man, “G’morning.” 
“G’morning. Yeh still wanna get coffee before goin’ t’ set?” he asked, pushing a strand of hair away from your face.
“Mhm,” you nodded, smiling softly at him. 
You were currently in Italy with Harry and his team while he filmed a music video for his new song Golden. You have been working from home since the beginning of the pandemic and figured it was perfect to join him since you could do your work while he was doing his. 
It was the morning of his second day of shooting and yesterday you had mentioned waking up early and going to a coffee shop together to which Harry happily agreed with your idea. It was around 7:30 am and you were extremely grateful that you actually went to bed early last night. Getting out of bed, you both began to get ready for the day. You threw on a cute, flowy, pink top and paired it with some ripped jean shorts. You slipped on some sandels, brushed your hair, and coated your lashes with some mascara to call it a day. Harry kept it simple and threw on a tshirt and some athletic shorts, knowing he would have to change outfits as soon as he got to set. After both brushing your teeth and gathering your things, you were out the door.
Together, you walked down to the cute coffee place you spotted yesterday, hand in hand. You slipped on your masks and got in line together. You looked at the menu and noticed that it was in Italian and you knew you were screwed. Luckily, you knew Harry had been learning the Italian language recently and could hopefully help you out a little bit.
“Harry, can you understand the menu?” you giggled.
“Yeah, a little bit,” he replied, squinting as he read through the menu. 
“What does it say? I can point out some words. Do they have regular lattes?” you asked. 
“Yeah, it looks like they can put syrups in them too. Do yeh want coconut?” he asked, knowing you loved coconut flavored coffee, espeically in the summer time. 
“Ooh yeah!” you squealed softly in excitement.
It was your turn to order so you both stepped up to the counter, smiling at the cute barista.
“Ciao, costa ti porto oggi? (Hi, what can I get for you today?)” she asked with a sweet tone even though you had no idea what she even said.
“Ciao! Posso prendere un piccolo latte alla vaniglia con un bicchierino de crema al caramello per favore? (Hi, can I get a small vanilla latte with a shot of caramel creamer please?)” Harry replied, his voice deep and slow as he spoke, giving her a second to write in his order before continuing, “E poi un piccolo latte al cocco. (And then a small coconut latte.)” 
You were shocked at how well he spoke the language. It hadn’t been long since he began learning. It always shocked you how easily he learned languages and it surely got you feeling some type of way. His voice was smooth yet still slightly raspy from waking up about 45 minutes ago. The way the unfamiliar words effortlessly fell from his pink lips sounded like music to your ears. You didn’t know what it was, but there was something about Harry speaking a different language that always got you going. 
“Ti piacerebbe quelli ghiacciati o caldi? (Would you like those iced or hot?)” she asked.
“You want iced or hot?” he asked, looking down at you.
“Iced please.” you replied. 
“Ghiacciato per favore. (Iced please.)” he answered.
“Qualsiasi altra cosa per te? (Anything else for you?)” she reponsed after updating your order on the cash register.
“Yeh want any food?” he asked you.
“Ummm,” you hummed, looking at their food choices in the concealed, glass container, “a blueberry muffin, please.”
“Un muffin ai mirtilli e uno scone al limone. (One blueberry muffin and one lemon scone.)” Harry mimicked. 
“É tutto per lei, signore? (Is that all for you, Sir?)” 
“Sí. (yes.)” he replied, digging in his pocket to pull out his wallet. 
“Va bene, saranno 11 euro e 56 centesimi. (Alright, that will be 11 euros and 56 cents.)” 
Harry pulled out his credit card and inserted the chip into the reader, paying for your breakfast. You heard the positive ding on the reader and he took his card out and slid it back into his wallet before slipping it back into his pocket. 
“Saranno pronti con il tuo ordine laggiú. (They will be ready with your order down there.)” she replied, a bright smile on her lips. 
“Grazie. buona giornata. (Thank you. Have a wonderful day.)” he replied, smiling back before you two walked to the end of the counter and waited for your breakfast. 
“Mmm, I didn’t know you could speak Italian like that,” you looked up at him, speaking softly and giving him your sexy stare, your eyes being the only part you could see because of your mask. 
“Hopefully I spoke correctly,” he giggled, “I have a tendency t’ say the wrong thing. Like that one time I said ‘I anus you’ rather than ‘I love you’ on live tv.”
“That was so funny,” you giggled at the memory, “she could understand you though so I think you did good.” 
“That’s so sexy,” you added, looking up at him.
“Behave,” his eyes widened at you and he tried to sound stern but failed miserably when he started grinning at your cheekiness. 
“You can’t really help it when your boyfriend is Harry Styles.”
“That’s true,” he replied and you chuckled softly, rolling your eyes at his cockiness. 
“Ecco il tuo cibo. E I tuoi drink sono quasi pronti. (Here’s your food. And your drinks are almost ready.)” The second barista who was preparing the orders smiled at you, handing you a bag with your breakfast in it. 
“Grazie,” Harry smiled, grabbing the bag from her hand. 
It wasn’t much later until she handed you your drinks with a smile. Harry thanked her again and you walked towards the station with the straws. You grabbed two as well as a couple napkins before following Harry to their cute, outdoor seating. You sat at the cleanest table before settling down and taking off your masks. You prepared your breakfast in front of you, placing your muffin on a napkin and taking a sip of your coffee before saying, “Why didn’t you tell me you could speak Italian that well?”
“Yeh knew I was learnin’ it,” he said after a bite of his lemon scone. 
“I know, I just didn’t know you knew that much already.”
“I’m full o’ suprises, babe, ya should know that by now,” he grinned at you. 
“You know how much it gets me goin’ when you start speaking other languages. Especially when you speak french to me, mmmm,” you dramatically hummed, rolling your eyes and biting your lip seductively.
Luckily, barely anyone was around, only two young girls on the complete opposite end of the shop, not hearing you that well as they were too caught up in their own conversation to pay attention to you (and you assumed they didn’t know English).
“You’re always randy, arencha?” Harry grinned at you, taking a sip of his coffee.
“What’s that mean?” you asked, confused with his British slang.
“Means you’re a horndog.” 
You laughed at his childish choice of American slang and he giggled back before you replied with, “How do you know that word?”
“Isn’t that what the kids are sayin’ these days?” 
You giggled at him again and rested your arms on the metal table, lifting one up to cup your jaw, resting your chin in your hand as you stared at him lovingly, “Can you speak more Italian to me, please?”
“Non vedo l’ora di tornare in camera per provare quello che c’è tra le tue belle cosce,” he hummed, keeping his voice deep and almost at a whisper so only you could hear it. 
“What’s that mean?” you asked, thinking it was super romantic and sweet.
He sat up in his chair and rested his arms on the table, mimicking your stance. His gorgeous green eyes stared right into yours as he spoke, “Means I can’t wait ‘till we get back t’ the room so I can taste what’s in between those pretty thighs o’ yours.” 
You felt your abdomin tighten and your panties start to dampen at his words. His words weren’t helping at all. It was just making your entire situtation even worse, causing you to be more needy when you know you can’t have him until the end of the day and it was only around 8 AM. You clenched your jaw and sat back in your seat, hiding back your smile as you avoided eye-contact with him. 
You took a sip of your coffee before humming, “Thats not nice at all ‘cause we can’t even go back to the house after this, we have to go straight to your stupid set for your stupid music video.” 
“You can always go back by yourself,” he teased, an smirk planted upon his lips.
“You’re evil.”
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