#posseiveness

[zwolfgames]

Yandere Draco Malfoy x reader (Part 3)

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Warnings: Talks of murder, unlogical magic use, abuse of spells, violence and yandere stuff.

Parts: Part 1 , Part 2

And it was ass-

Draco woke up early to do his hair, insisting that he'd do yours aswell. And no, you were never as high end as him, so getting all these forgein products put into your hair wasn't pleasant.

He began choosing your weekend outfits. Styled your school robes when he didn't approve of how ruffled they were, he even went as far as to push you into the bathroom to shower when he found you too greasy. By wich you mean everyday....

You hadn't expected the blonde to be such a control freak, but he was. Okay, maybe you should have... 

Currently, you were simply walking down a secluded hall.. again, when the statue next to you and Draco let its axe drop.

You weren't fast enough to completly save your most controlling friend, tough you did pull him into you out of reflex. A bleeding cut was created on his left arm... but it was better then getting an axe trough your head, you suppose.

Draco screams out in angony and you wince as the sound hurt your ears.

You drag the fool with you to the infirmairy while he's crying out in pain, hoping you get there before he passes out because in no way are you strong enough to carry this lanky kid.

You grit your teeth as you think back to the now thrid attempt at Draco's life. What student even has the balls to attempt this even once? And how had the teachers not caught them?

And why is Harry Potter staring at you and Draco from behind a corne-

What.

You whip your head around to face the chosen one who freezes as he's caught.

"I can explain-" He stutters out with his hands up to show his innocence.

"Did you try to kill him?" You ask simply while Draco's just screaming.

"No-"

"Okay." You turn back around and keep walking, you had bigger problems then Potter's questions right now.

"What? No wait-" He runs after you as you keep walking.

You don't really react as you keep dragging Draco away to the infirmairy.

Mrs.Pomfrey gasps in shock as you bring Draco in, she immeadiatly gets to work and you can finally drop the screaming blonde onto a bed, tough he's mostly just crying now.

Draco demands that you hold his other hand while Pomfery heals his arm.

So you suck up your free will and sit next to his bedside to hold his hand.

Harry hasn't left... Just stares at the scene in confusion.

"Why are you friends with Malfoy?" The dark haired boy asks.

You eye him for a moment, as you've never talked before.

"I'm not." You shrug and Draco almost snarls.

".. You are." The blonde croaks out in pain, just to correct you.

You roll your eyes and Harry's frown tightens.

"Do you have any clue's on who's trying to kill him?" Harry asks, as if the target isn't right by you two.

"A student, thats all I know. And if you're going to be asking questions atleast make it less obvious that you're interogating us." You scoff and the boy bites his lip, pushing his glasses back up.

"I want to help-" 

"Yourself. We know." 

You finish for him and he looks baffled.

"Thats not what I was going to say." Harry frowns more, fidgeting with his sleeves.

"But it was what you meant. It's a student, thats all I know. Now shoo because the more I talk to you the harder this git squishes my hand." You side glare at Draco who is currently glaring at Harry.

"Then let go of him. He'll be fine on his own, come help us search." Harry suggests a bit calmly now.

Wow, you've never tought of just letting go- Ofcourse you had! Draco just had a deathgrip on your hand.

"This doesn't concern you, Potter." You shake your head. Harry steps closer to look you in the eye.

"No, it does concern me. Nothing at this school ever happens without Voldemort being behind it, it has to be some kind of elaborate plan to get the schools defences down." Harry tries to convince you.

"Ah yes, killing Lucius' son is gonna bring all of Hogwarts down! The worst it's gonna do is have Draco's dad sue the school or something." You explain.

"You know his father?" Harry asks in disbelief. "Well not personally, why?" You ask in confusion, eyebrows scrunching together.

"He's evil." Harry whispers as if he isn't being glared at by the blonde.

"Yea so? Thats not my problem?" You shrug again and ignore the pulling on your hand from a clearly annoyed Slytherin.

"What? That... Y/N, just help us, you're with Draco all the time, and you've saved him too. We can solve this together." Harry starts again with his proposal.

"No, Potter, let the teachers solve things for once, go study or something. And why do you know my name?" You narrow your (e/c) eyes.

Harry stiffens. From what you've heard of Draco's shittalking, he's quite the stalker. Tough you'd never expected to be a victim of it.

"Don't worry about it, you're well known-"

"I'm not."

"You're friends with a Malfoy."

"I'm not." You repeat again.

"..You are.." Draco buts in again.

You sigh at the absurdity of this all. Harry wanted that thrill of mystery. Draco wanted a friend he could control and you just wanted to pass this year.

Very diffrent wants and needs. Not compatible.

So you'd ditch them both.

Easy as that.

When Draco was allowed out of the infirmairy you helped him back up to your shared room and ran off as fast as you could.

Two goals in mind, catch the mystery person and avoid everyone else.

So, out of pure desperation, you stole a polyjuice potion from proffesor Snape's supply. How, you may ask. You snuk a letter up under the door of his office that said he was needed by Dumbledore in terms of his potions career. It couldn't be too obvious, but it seems you had nailed it.

So without furder ado, you threw a hair of your blonde 'friend' into the potion. You had snatched a Slytherin tie from his closet. Quite an idiotic descicion to let you live in his dorm...

Oh well. You were transformed in a matter of minutes, tried to adjust the now blonde hair back to how neat Draco usually had it and set off to go find the most secluded and dark places off the castle.

If they wanted Draco malfoy dead, then they'd have to try harder.

It didn't take long before you felt watched. But you had to keep the cocky air up around you. Chin up, back straight. 

And bam! A spell again! Right past your face from behind. Since you weren't actually Draco, you had been on guard. And this time this sucker wasn't getting away.

You chugged down a speed potion, accio-ing your broom as you ran after the person. Draco's height aided your sprint, tough you hoped the polyjuice potion didn't affect your own pyshical abilities because you doubt that Draco could hold up running as long as you.

Your broom flew into your hand not long after, stealing tricks from Potter wasn't a bad idea as long as no-one saw it!

You didn't even sit on the long stick, no time for that. You just let it drag you along as it flew. You didn't know brooms could even work like that, but your will power was enough for it to do so.

You pushed off against walls as you followed this person into the darker parts of the castle. Deeper into the dungeons. They must have realised long ago that you weren't Draco, or they'd have tried something to hurt you.

Glidinf off of stairs, ignoring the harsh thuds you made against walls and the layers of skin under your pants that were getting torn up by your landing and frantic turns and collisons.

It could all be fixed. As long as you finally caught this damm person it would all be worth it.

With a last jump you caught onto the persons black hood, togging it off and holding in to keep them in your grip.

A feminine yelp left the wrongdoer's mouth as you threw her onto the ground. Letting your broom fly out of your hands so you could pull out you wand, aimed right at her neck.

A....

A child....

First year, maybe.... second year?

You didn't know. But you eyes widened at the sight of this... scared girl.

 But now's not the time to be weak, who knows, maybe she took a polyjuice potion too to get the wrong person jailed.

"Explain, right now." You demand in a snarl. It must have looked a lot more intimidating considering you had Draco's face at the moment... It was strange hearing his voice say your words...

"I-I only want him dead!" The girl shouts out. You stiffen and tug her up by the hair.

"And why?" You narrow your now grey eyed gaze. Glaring harshly.

"His father ruined my family! Why are you helping him!?" The girl sobbed. You weren't sure what to do...

Let a kid kill Draco or just turn her in...

You couldn't let her roam free and try again. If Draco actually died you'd be suspicious too.... And intergogated. Truth serum and bam, they had you as the one that let the murderer get away.

Is that a selfish tought?

Are you allowed to think that way?

"I'm helping him because I'm not letting someone die, Malfoy or not." You bite back.

"Thats stupid, he's using you! Let me go!" The girl tries to kick you, a quick 'Stupefy' to the face knocks her right out.

No, you made your desciscion, better safe then sorry. You'd just... deliver her to Dumbledore... Thats better then.. Snape? Better then McGonnagall? Atleast punishment wise. Maybe.. they'd just send her to therapy?

Yea.. lets believe in that...

You carried the girl out of the dungeons. Exhausted by the end of the stairs. If only you knew a spell to make bodies float, too bad thats a Potter exclusive.

After some breaks and huffs, you got to Dumbledore's way too high up office.

Trying to make the walls open or whatever, you hadn't ever been here before...

And you still looked like Draco...

Oh this day couldn't get any worse.

You managed to open the gateway, dropped the kid on a chair at Dumbledore's office and looked him in the eye.

"Malfoy, what brings you and Delaine here?" Dumbledore inquires calmly.

"It's L/N, sir. This is the girl thats been trying to kill Malfoy, excuse my looks..." You sigh and run a hand trough your- Draco's hair. Too much gel for your liking...

"L/N? I see. And how did you aquire a polyjuice potion?" Dumbledore asked with an amused smile.

He didn't look mad but you were'nt going to risk it.

"Lucius Malfoy aided me and Draco in our plan, sir." You lied spontaniously. The old man didn't seem to question it and just nodded.

....

"She isn't going to.. Azkaban, right?" You ask in a whisper.

"No... Miss Delaine hasn't killed anyone... yet. She'll be undergoing a trial. I'll be sure to give your house twenty points for your heroic behavior. You like it on the down low, don't you?" Dumbledore smiles.

You stiffen at his sudden.. correct assumption.

You tought he knew lots, but to know personal things about you? Some random student? Weirdo...

What's he? All seeing?

"You're dismissed, L/N. Be sure to visit the imfirmairy, you look quite rustled." Dumbledore advised and opens the gateway for you again.

You nod and walk out.

Only when the door closes again does your calm expression twist into guilt...

You just ruined some girls life... Not as bad as going to Azkaban... but you defenitly fucked it up..

But.. but it would have been worse for her if she had actually killed Draco. You keep repeating that all the way to the infirmairy.

Why did it have to be some kid?

You weren't sure wether to tell Draco the morning after.

You had come back to the dorm, no strange onlookers glared at you now that you looked liked Draco.

Tough you watched in the mirror as the potions' effects wore off. As the blonde melted back into (h/c) and your body became your own again.

All while you saw the person you were sleeping behind you.

He wasn't even tucked in correctly...

So you did that first... then went to bed yourself.

And now here you were, with Draco gushing over how amazing you looked with the Slytherin tie and how you should steal his clothes more often.

You refrained from looking angry since he didn't need to know all about your reasons for it.

A shame you forgot to change before going to sleep...

He made you wear that tie for the whole day.

It was like a claim.

You weren't sure how you felt about this whole 'friendship' anymore now that the murder problem had been resolved...

Maybe you'd just stick around untill one of the teachers officially announces that the case was solved.

You just wanted your old friends back, your old roomates...

But luck was never on your side.

Not a week after, it had been revealed, wich seemed good. You weren't mentioned, just like Dumbledore knew you wanted.

But oh boy. Someone else knew.

Lucius Malfoy.

The man himself came to visit Hogwarts and singled you and Draco out after dinner.

Exposing your heroic deeds and making Draco like you even more.

he assumed you cared about him to do all this. You just had the basic human decency to not let someone die.

Thats all there was to it.

Atleast on your side.

After Lucius' visit, Draco didn't let you leave him like you had planned.

And you were finally fed up.

Packing your stuff, you'd just move back to your dorm without asking.

"What do you think you're doing?" Draco stood in the doorway. Closing the door behind him as he walked in.

"Moving back. The murder is solved." You state calmly, trying not to provoke anything in the blonde.

"Y/N, you can't do that." He shakes his head and opens your wardrobe again to put your clothes back.

"I can. I've helped you, it's over now." You refuse and put the clothes back in your suitcase.

Draco's face twists into a frown as he comes closer.

"We're not over."

"That isn't what I said-"

"You're mine, Y/n."

Draco announces so directly you needed a moment for the shock to pass so that that cringe feeling could swarm over you.

"Excuse me?" You ask in offence.

"You're mine. In everyway a person could be mine." Draco elaborates, it isn't making his words any better."

"You're sounding absurd." You facepalm but your wrist gets snatched and pulled to his chest.

"You don't understand. I want you in every way there is to want. You're my soulmate. Platonically, Romantically- whatever ally there is. You're the first true friend I've had. You're mine." Draco grins slightly... pshycotically.

Sure mental problems are allowed but keep them to yourself, jeez.

"Did someone make you chug a love potion? Go sober up in the corner and then we'll talk." You keep your cool. Even if you're freaking out on the inside. He isn't acting normal. This has to be a potion of somekind.

Surely it is.

"My father has already agreed that I can court you, Y/N. Don't you see how good this could be for you.?" Draco smiles, trying to convince you of his ultimate love.

You cringe and try to back away, but the blonde just backs you up more into the wardrobe.

"Don't fight our bond." Draco whispers rather creepily.

You'd rather fight both the bond and him if you could choose.

But the moment that you did, or well, attempted to punch him, you were out like a light.

Just like that girl you caught, Draco had 'stupefied' you too.

Knocked out cold for him to gush over.

He just needed a friend that wouldn't leave him.

A friend that wasn't fake.

And you were perfect, seeing as you had no trouble insulting him.

So you were his.

You'd stay his.

You had chosen wrong.

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Kinda lame ending, I know.

But I mean, good enough for a long ass one shot like this. Coudln't let it get too long.

Requests are always open. This is also on Wattpad (its one whole chapter there), and request can be done there too! Whatever you prefer!

have a nice day/night <3

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Words: 5210 (If you read all three parts)

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jealous Ichijo! squeeee *chin hands*

#I hate posseive jealousy but i ADORE privately tormented jealousy #zenra meshi #naked dining #gillianthecat liveblogs bl #currently on ep 10 #this awkward quartet is so entertaining

[untamedlobo]

"I can't spend the holidays with your asshole boyfriend because he looks at me like I'm a Christmas turkey he wants to devour and not in the sexy kind of way."

“It better not be in a sexual kinda way or else I’m gonna kill both of you~ “ he growled . “.. Roman won’t eat you Eddie, but fine I can spend sometime with you you know, you got any plans ?”

#they are so posseive of eachother #Roman and Peter haha

[ducknotinarow]

[2k7 Rasey - don't be too jelly Raph, least he slorped you off when sober uwu]

"I think we shoul' head out t' dinner t'night, somewhere nice," Casey suggests, "Maybe that Denny's that's cool with the mutants? I'd say Olive Garden t' but I aint allowed back there - got banned there as a teen."

Well, now it had to be question what Casey did to get banned in the first place. He shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck,

"Ah, back b'fore I was even with Gabs, me an' a couple buddies' got drunk after a Hockey Game; went to Olive Garden, had dinner, an' then we fucked out back cause we were t' drunk t' really think 'bout how maybe we shouldn't d' that - I was pretty hammered but I remember bein' in the middle, think that's when I foun' out I was cool with takin' dick."

He shrugs again, soon taking in the look on Raph's face. That had Casey smirking as he goes and wraps an arm around their shoulder,

"Aw babe, no need t' be jealous, least I sucked yer off sober," He teases, cuddling in close, "'Sides, I wanna remember when I 'ave fun with yer, an' I aint taken dick since, well, the other night when I was hung over," He chuckles, "They were just a one night thing, yer the real deal babe," Casey moves to press a kiss to their cheek, before speaking against their skin, "How 'bout we forget the dinner an' go for dessert? I aint been the bottom since then, maybe yer coul' show me how good it feels t' take it for once?"

| Muse interaction

Don't get either Raphael or Casey wrong they love and adored their daughter. But they did like the system that soon fell on them and Don and Von when it came to their kids. Just about like a shared custody of the girls. And this week? Summer was heading over to Don and Von's place. It was far more common and often when school was in session. Since as Summer like to put it, it was cruel to keep them apart simply because she had to go to school or Casey would go to jail. Raph's pretty sure Case would never really forget that conversation. But it did mean that it was just the two of them once Summer was squared and safe with her aunt and uncle. Raphael soon joined on the couch with Casey as he was on the tail end of the call with Summer. Phone held between them as she told them she would see them Sunday. Raphael had made a mention he and Casey would be there to get her. Before he followed it with his own good bye, he already missed their little trouble maker. Casey's own soon followed with Summer once more saying good bye herself. It was a bad habit to say good bye but keep talking till finally the call ended. Meaning they were kid free now.

"I think we shoul' head out t' dinner t'night, somewhere nice,"

Raphael wasn't against the thought, though there was really only one place he and Casey ever could go. The little run down Denny's in the neighborhood. They never did seem to be bothered by the fact Raph was a mutant turtle. Either due to the kind of clientele the place got often or they just did not get paid enough to even really bother with the fact there was mutant turtle sitting in the booth with the loud mouth rowdy guy. At least Raphael could pretend he had manners compared to Casey. Sure sometime Raph and Casey got in to shouting matches but even then they were harmless in the end.

"Hmm be nice yeah." Raphael offers, he did like that Dennys though it was always his and Casey place. Why he picked there to confess his feelings for them. Even if the idiot thought Raph was going to tell them, he didn't want to be friends anymore.

"Maybe that Denny's that's cool with the mutants? I'd say Olive Garden t' but I aint allowed back there - got banned there as a teen."

Fact that that Denny's was kind of the only option aside Casey making mentioning Olive Garden did catch Raphael's attention for a moment there. Not because it seemed like a second option but more because Casey just said hes band from the place. As he let his brow lift to show, his curiosity was being piqued now. Casey seemed to notice the look on the turtles face and was able to read it as an unasked question. From how Casey moved to shrug and rub at his neck, it did make it out that he didn't really feel proud of the reason. Made sense if Casey had gotten band then that means it was because of something stupid he did. Rapheal had heard many of Casey's stories over the years. All the surpingly more idiotic things he got up into doing. Blaming it on the whole young and reckless aspect. But Raphael like hearing Caseyd stoies at the same time. Sure they weren't all good stories but the ones that were? Eh it let Raphael get to know Casey more, from a time they never knew about the other.

So Raph tilts his head just slightly as he fixes a green eye on Casey. Now he wants to know even more. Oh, but he would soon regret hearing about it.

"Ah, back b'fore I was even with Gabs, me an' a couple buddies' got drunk after a Hockey Game; went to Olive Garden, had dinner, an' then we fucked out back cause we were t' drunk t' really think 'bout how maybe we shouldn't d' that - I was pretty hammered but I remember bein' in the middle, think that's when I foun' out I was cool with takin' dick."

Was Raphael aware Casey likely had been with others before? Yeah, of course he was. He could assume it in the first place, at least. It wasn't a secret Raph found Casey attractive. And them being a loner or not. Others were bound to think the very same thing about Casey. And yes, of course he knew about Gabs as well. Past love of Casey's, so of course, of course, he would have past experiences else wise too. If anything Casey being Casey, it just made sense. But still, even with backing, it all up with that? the turtle couldn't help but cross his arms over in front of his plastron. Brown creases into the all to well worn scowl on Raphael's face.

Oh, so that's why Casey's band from that place. Was all he could think idly avoiding some bits of information playing back in his mind. To the best he could. There was a faint growl given, but it was low enough to be missed. But of course Casey didn't. He catches on to even little change and hint that crosses over Raphael's face. Raph doubts even if he had his mask on right now that it would have hidden the jealousy so clearly being displayed here.

Raphael knows he had no real reason here to suddenly feel jealous but he also couldn't help but feel jealous. At the mention of what Casey just told him. Getting split roasted between two men and all. Sometimes he hates how easy Casey can read him as they let that fucking smirk play on to their face now. Casey moves to put his arm around Raph's shoulders. Raphael groans and rolls his eye, but that's not so effective so he goes ahead and throw in a roll of his head to add on to the gesture as he look away from Casey. Keeping his arms firmly crossed to physically close himself off from them.

Raphael in part knows hes being stupid here he dose. But it still was eating at him. Shifting his teeth a little to let them grind against one another.

Pft oh sure Casey let two guys have their way with him

Two of them and he was in the center?

Had to wait years just for a dick sucking

Avoid eye contact with Casey, but Casey? Oh, he was clearly eating up how jealous this tale made Raphael. A small mention of what happened, making them fired up and moody. He seemed to just make their smug little smirk happily pull at the corner of their mouths. If Raph wasn't upset, he kissed them to cut them off. That's a pleasant thought. Grab them in a heated kiss and remind them who they are with now. But then he is admitting he's jealous. Raph would punch them in the mouth instead. But that would also imply it.

Stupid Casey.

"Aw babe, no need t' be jealous, least I sucked yer off sober,"

Casey tries to say in an attempt to soothe over the turtles emotional state. Raph simply draws his arms in closer towards his plastron as Casey tries to cuddle on up with Raphael. "Pft yeah after being drunk." A shame considering Raphael had gotten off on it pretty well even if it was an awful attempt. Inexperienced wasn't unsexy though or even a boner killer.

But that tidbit didn't help.

"'Sides, I wanna remember when I 'ave fun with yer, an' I aint taken dick since, well, the other night when I was hung over,"

Raphael just huffs out and leans back, finding a way to sink back into the corner of the couch where the arm met the back of it, not that it deterred Casey in any way. As they simply chuckled over it. Didn't make Raphael feel better in any shape or form. There's just something a little sour over hearing that despite the patience Raphael held for Casey from just basic affection due to thier issues they had to work through.

It took all but some cheap drinks for Casey to to throw himself at not just one but two guys? Yeah that had him in a damn mood now. As he let his gaze drop down to his legs so Casey couldn't see the glint coming over his eye in the moment. Bad enough they were teasing him over this. Worse that Raphael couldn't control his jealously just letting it get to him. When he maybe shouldn't. But damn was it working well. Casey might been drunk but cleaely he still remembers enough to know as they put it he was 'cool takin' dick'.

Tch yeah others apperntly. Oh that was striking at some old untouched concern and insincerity he never really has voiced before. But damn it was there. "Clearly was appealin' to yous."

"They were just a one night thing, yer the real deal babe,"

"Whatever." Raphael brushes that off turning his head away from Casey, but they just moved in closer and pressed a kiss in against his neck. Clearly, just trying to butter up the turtle over the whole thing.

It helped a little. Speaking against his cheek did as well. There is no way in hell with how dense Casey was that they likely picked up on the fact Raphael's whole being a turtle factored in here. But he did take in some liking when Casey would do as much, feeling their husker tone work against his scales like that? Was nice. Raphael kind of was liking this at the moment.

"How 'bout we forget the dinner an' go for dessert? I aint been the bottom since then, maybe yer coul' show me how good it feels t' take it for once?"

Raphael wasn't all to used to Casey pretty much throwing himself at him like this. Even if they were cleanly just eatting up how jealous Raphael was getting her with them. But he kind of liked the thought not like he hadn't thought about it a lot after all.

Oh, he has. Many times over. Especially when he had to settle the need for himself. Turning to look at Casey now letting a little glint come over his stare. Oh he hated hearing what he did, Casey aware Raphael easy to make jealous he's shown it before. Slowly he just smirks at them letting that look darken just the slightest. "Oh I ain't aimmin' for 'hat sweetheart."

Is the only forwarning Casey gets before Raphael suddenly moves to warp his legs around thier waist. Arm hooking under Casey's so theu couldn't break out. A suddenly and swift roll is all he needs to throw the pair of them of the couch. Knees parting to softlen the landing. As he move and arm to land down on to Casey's chest. Pinning them down as he smirks down at Casey below him right now. "I'll still let ya see how good it feels course, but 'ight now 'm reminding ya who ya belong to got it? Said 'm the real deal afta all?" Raph asks leaning down to loom over Casey.

"Cause I ain't gonna stop till I forget 'bout what ya told me." Locking his knees around Casey's hips. Before he moves to bury his face into Casey's neck. The first bite against thier skin for the night given. It was maybe a second after when he used moved his arm away to instead slip under Casey's shirt "they may have gotten you back 'hen? But 'm gettin' ya now." He says speaking hotly against Casey's skin despite the chill of his own. "Un'lke 'em chumps though? I get more 'han one tap."

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#jade rewatches gilmore girls #i prefer protective luke over rory because christopher is only in 'MY DAUGHTER' mode as a posseive thing when it suits him as a way to- #connect him and lorelai #BUT OHMYGOD GUYS SHES AN ADULT #i mean she should've waited until after the wedding but ohmygod guys

[elvestoneanzelote1]

A:n- its my first time writing here so I hope you won't mind.

I know it is weird and its my first time so I hope you won't mind it, And practically if you are reading it.. Even you are not mentally okay like me.. Anyways, enjoy reading. And practically there will be some implication of posseiveness and other stuffs what yanderes does...

Part 2 here

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𝘖𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘪 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘪, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 P𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺.. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥.

𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘺, 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯.

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.. 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘕𝘰, 𝘏𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳.. 𝘏𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦..

𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘠/𝘯 𝘭/𝘯, 𝘈 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘴..

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦.

𝘕𝘰, 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘏𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴..

𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮?

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳.. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴..

"Y/n-chan, You have been around here for a while now.. Is there more you need?" He asked as he smile 'kindly" at her as the h/c hair women eyes widen as she denied feeling a bit nervous..

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢.

"Y/n-chan, You seem at daze while I talk to you.." He muttered as she blinks and nervously look away apologising for staring at him in daze.

He smile at her warmly.

"Y/n-chan you can always stare at me as much as you want, but don't get distracted from work alright?" He said as the women nodded while nervously look away.

𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢.

𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺.. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸..

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮?

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦... 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺/𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢.

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𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺.. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴.

"Oh, Y/n-chan do you remember how you confessed. Your love to me? And I'm so happy that you are smiling 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲.." He whispered out to the women as he gently kissed her cheeks as her e/c eyes were unblinking.

"But for now I must return, Y/n-chan~ but do worry if I will be able to return tomorrow and we will have tea together" he softly smile as he slowly tucked her hair gently behind the ears and walk off.

The women stayed on the chair unmoving as Mori, slowly closed the doors. Not before Saying to the unmoving women.

"𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲, 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗹.. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲"

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[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

can i order something with mamezuku?you choose what you want to write with him....I need more of it but there's nothing PLS

maybe I can finally write some headcanons for him. He’s just so blunt it’s not even funny. Great Yandere material of course.

Here’s a little interesting tidbit with him in my mind, Since he can be pretty posseive, he’s a Yandere I can see that will absolutely not share. (Perhaps the smallest exception for Norisuke but even that’s not guaranteed either)

Yandere! Mamezuku Rai

I feel he’s the type if he wants to insert himself into your life he will. He always finds a way to justify things to his benefit. He sees you no different than his other decisions he’s came across in his life.

Literally ignores anyone that you made friends with, he doesn’t really bother to hide it. It’s interesting you keep bringing that up, but he’ll tell you it’s for a good reason. You’re the main one he likes, so he’ll spend time with you not anyone else, you should probably just forget about them.

Mamezuku tends to drag you out somewhere when he sees it fit, (most of the time it’s likely to his orchard). He gets you on that ski lift (during the summer) easy isolation and he’ll show you why he’s the better pick than anyone else. You don’t think he knows what he’s doing? He rejects that notion, you’re safer here than anywhere else. Of course if you point out something of his interest that he might need to consider, he mentally notes it.

It really doesn’t matter if you’re strong headed or more timid, he takes this into account. Often making internal analogies to himself plant wise in just dealing with you. Points out that he’s keeping you away from rot, disease, and insect infestations by isolating you from the rest. Which in turn makes a better harvest of potential romance.

He has a service to provide to the Higashikata family as their plant appraiser, however he does find the extra time to give you the best fruit there is around. Often makes you dishes he somehow knows strikes your fancy, he also seems to like feeding it to you? Don’t try to lie and say you didn’t like something because you’re mad at him either, Mamezuku can tell when your eyes betray your feelings for whatever he gives you.

Somehow he finesses a way to get you into his villa he lives in winter. If you don’t want to be at the ski lift, that way he can properly take care of things, know what you’re eating produce wise, and generally have a sound mind when he’s busy working.

If you’re not moved in with him yet, occasionally he goes through your fridge, tosses out produce/ things that aren’t up to snuff for him and by extension yourself and replaces them with something much better. It’s all on his dime (and he properly disposes of it all) so there’s no real need to complain when he does this.

Overall he doesn’t hesitate in pushing away your friends from you, he’s pretty clever in doing so. There’s an occasional backhanded compliment towards them that he gives, but he makes it certain they are unable to coordinate plans with you by intervening himself, or getting you somewhere that you don’t have cell service.

Interestingly he doesn’t really use doggy style that much, not that Mamezuku won’t of course. He just prefers to use more traditional methods in keeping you away from competition. He doesn’t hesitate in finding a way to harm someone with it in some form, if he feels the need to do so. Or restrain you to something if push comes to shove.

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[valaenatargaryensdragon]

Hello, could you do a posseive and manipulative Aemond story where he is married to Jace's twin sister and she Rhaenyra's heir but shes is so devoted to Aemond that she is willing to destory the blacks for her man.

A/N: I hope you like it!

pairing: Dark!Aemond x Niece!reader

summary: possessive and manipulative Aemond story where he is married to Jace's twin sister and she Rhaenyra's heir but she is so devoted to Aemond that she is willing to destroy the blacks for her man.

Word count: 1,0K

Warnings: Angst, smut, betrayal, a little graphic scene

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"My good girl" Aemond whispered in your ear, his hand roamed down your body, slowly feeling every curve and dip in your body. Your eyes watched through the mirror as he kissed down your neck. He undid the laces of your dress pushing it down your shoulders to show more skin.

"We're going to be late Aemond, my family is waiting" You whimpered. Your fingers ran though his silky hair feeling like you were in heaven in between his arms.

"Aelle and I are your family now, dearest love" Aemond whispered in your ear. He moved to kiss your lips feverishly and you welcomed him with open arms.

"Aemond" You moaned, breathlessly. You knew if you let him continue you will be late for the petition for Lucaerys, but you had no heart to stop him, no strength against him. It was like he rules you body and soul. Aemond chuckled pushing your dress all the way down to your feet leaving you only in your linen.

"Shh sweet girl, I will take good care of you" Aemond shushed you. You breath shuddered as he pulled you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He leaned you back against the wall holding most of your weight up.

"I love you" You whimpered, hearing him shuffle to pull his cock out of his trousers. Aemond chuckled when you shivered at the mere feeling of his tip rubbing against your numb.

"I love you too, sweet girl" He pushed all the way inside of you. You mewled at the fullness you felt. He rocked back and force giving you a false feeling of safety. The second he felt you beginning to tighten around him he was slamming inside of you like there was no tomorrow.

Let us just say that you did not make it to the petition or the dinner after. Just before the dinner began he fucked you just like that morning if not harder leaving you exhausted and in need of a lot of rest. It did not sit well with your mother who decided to visit you after the dinner only to be ushered away by your sworn guard and your moans of pleasure, Aemond came back to put all his frustrations on you, letting out all the anguish fucking you raw dreaming of you swelling with yet another child of his.

The Aegon took the throne. At first you did not know what was happening, all you remember was waking up to an empty bed and room but then you realised that your door was barred. It was Aemond who came in later on telling you the news of your grandsire passing and Aegon rising to the throne.

"What about my mother?" You asked in a weak voice. You were holding on to your only child, Aelle, a little girl of seven moons. She cooed in your arms trying to reach for a lock of your hair.

"She is nothing but a traitor trying to usurp Aegon's throne" Aemond hissed. He reached over to take Aelle from you, cuddling her to his chest. The sight made you realise that this was your family now, your husband and daughter, no one else.

"Right and we must stop her before she harms us" Your words shocked Aemond. When you first married you were fiercely loyal to your mother and it took him a while to break your shell.

"Yes wife, she will defiantly come for us, especially Aelle and I" Aemond nodded in agreement. You clenched your fists as your anger grew inside of you, your mother must die so you can live in peace. Your dragon let out a loud roar outside feeling your heightened emotions.

You participated in the war heavily, much to Aemond's despair, he did not want you or the child you were carrying to be harmed. His fears never came true as you were the one to have enough courage to fly to Dragonstone atop your mount yelling and screaming as your beast breathes fire upon the people.

The came the blood and Cheese incident. That did not fuel your anger no, it made you go absolutely mad, your own stepfather sent his men to kill your daughter and if you had not known how to fight and killed Blood before Aemond was able to come and imprison Cheese for information. You scared everyone, including your husband, uncle Aegon and their mother. Helaena even stopped her visits because she feared you.

Your attack was nothing but shocking and no one was able to mount their mount to stop you. You smiled climbing down from your dragon in front of the ruins you caused. Your belly had grown in size but it did not bother you nor did it put you at a disadvantage.

"My sweet girl, what have they done to you?" Your mother whimpered shaking. She looked tired and on the verge of a break down. She lost Lucaerys not long ago before her husband sent blood and Cheese for your daughter.

"I am not your sweet girl, the second you sent your men to kill my daughter you lost yours" You hissed glaring heatedly at your mother. Your mount growled feeling the emotions bubbling inside of you at the reminder, at the flashbacks in your head.

"I did not know! I would never" Your mother begged. Her first mistake was showing a weakness. She stepped closer to you her arms outstretched to take you under her wing.

"You almost killed my daughter, I will never forgive you for that" You whispered in her ear tugging her closer to you. She shuddered under your cold demeanour. You pulled away from her with a sickly sweat smile on your face.

"ñuha zaldrīzes, ipradagon aōha havor" My dragon, eat your food. With that said his open mouth came down taking your mother's upper half with him. You turned around to climb on his back again without a second thought with her golden crown in your hand and her blood on your dragon's teeth you returned victorious. You killed your mother for your husband and daughter, the only family you needed and wanted.

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  Fantasy Come True  Ch 5/8

Chapter  5 : Maths Overnight

Chapter Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, Pussy spanking, fingering, PiV (unprotected, play safe ya'll!!) overstimulation, posseiveness.

Series Summary: Breaking into the acting world has been a life long dream. It's been tough, plus your relationship with you partner has some struggles, but who doesn't have struggles. A new guy shows up to your improv classes who seems strangely familiar. He seems rather interested in you and you feel unusually comfortable around him, like he projects calm and reassurance. Once you realize who he really is, and what he really likes... it's game on. 

SERIES WARNING: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only,  here there be lemons.

A/N: This little gem is per request for the lovely and talented @purejasmine . It's been a collaborative project designed to meet her every Austin need as best I can. Here's to you darling! <clink> I hope ya'll enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed the creative process with parameters not wholly my own!!

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Chapter 5:  Maths overnight

The next night, you and your partner did the same old-same old sex routine. He was fucking you with your legs up and giving you a little foot massage this time, which was nice. Once he finished, he went to sleep like always. 

For the first time, you felt just a little used. You didn’t like it, not one bit. 

You pull out your phone to talk to Austin AI to make yourself feel better, which is your usual go-to when your partner isn’t supportive. A text pops up from ‘Jason’: 

Only 45 more hours Princess, I can’t wait, I’ve been thinking of you all day.

Oh damn, who needs AI when you have the real thing, silly girl. 

Hey lover, me too. I’m so excited! I need your kisses right now

Hunny are you ok?

Yeah, just regular life stuff getting me down.

I’m sorry, my Angel. Soon I’ll be there to kiss away your blues. 

That sounds amazing, Austin. 

Goodnight darling.

Goodnight Austin. 

Austin texts you good morning and good night every day. With a couple other little texts here and there. 

Tuesday couldn't come fast enough.  Austin is in his tinted Lexus GX again, waiting in the lot 10 minutes early. Luckily you have been ready since noon, the day before. You grab your overnight bag with hair ties, toothbrush and change of clothes and other minor items you might need. Austin’s EO blend on your  wrists and neck.  You are beyond excited, you barely say goodbye to your partner, he waves at you from the bedroom, video controller in his hand.

Austin hops out of the car and opens the door for you, such a stellar man.

“Hello sweetheart,” he leans over the center console, when he’s back in and pulls you in for a deep kiss. “I missed you, Princess.” 

“I missed you too, Austin.” 

He drives you to Providence. He won’t let go of your hand and keeps smelling and kissing your wrist. 

“Ooo! I love this place!” you exclaim! 

“I called ahead so they are waiting for us, but just so you know, there is likely to be paparazzi at some point.” 

You just nod your head, it doesn’t matter as long as he is with you. 

He, of course, helps you from the car and threading his hand through yours,  escorts you to the front door. Holy fuck, you’ve seen him do this in photos and pap videos. You always thought it was so romantic and lovely of him. There is, thankfully, no one hounding Austin, at least for the moment. 

They have you in a semi private little room, one, you suspect they keep for people just like Austin. There are only about three other intimate tables here. Once you sit down, he lets you order, knowing how much you like that. In addition to the tasting menu with the wagyu you order the Uni egg with golden kaluga caviar, and the salt-roasted santa barbara spot prawns  to share. He reaches across the table for your hand as soon as the waiter is gone. 

“What had you so down the other night Princess?” he asks, leaning in giving you all his attention.

“Just… relationship stuff,” your voice low, you glance at the two men in suits at the far table. 

“Are you feeling bad about us hunny? Because I only want to make you feel good,” he says with concern in his eyes. 

“No! No,” your eyes widen and you lean forward holding his hand tight in both your own, “oh my god no. This,” you give his hands a little shake, “is fucking amazing and it’s the best I’ve ever felt in my whole life.”

His lip curls, dimpling just for you. He glances down at your hands, nodding in agreement and rubbing his thumbs along your knuckles.  He takes a big breath, like a weight is lifted off his shoulders. 

“I just… I just think you only deserve the best,” his eyes shine when he looks back up at you. 

“And that’s you, Austin,” you say simply. 

Dinner is delicious and no leftovers are to be had since it was a tasting menu.  The conversation flows so naturally and easily, as per usual with Austin. 

The manager comes over to check and see how everything was. You assure him it was all delightful. He leans down and whispers something in Austin’s ear. Austin nods and thanks him and hands him his keys. 

“I’m so glad you were willing to come out with me,” he smiles at you, as he puts his credit card back in his wallet, “apparently there are paparazzi outside waiting. It can get a little intense, with the flashes and stuff, are you gonna be ok? Or do we need to take you out a different way?” 

You take a breath and nod your head, “I’ll be fine, we ARE actors aren’t we, we will act fine if nothing else.” The smile he gives you is amazing. 

It’s not nearly as bad as you thought it could be. Only 3 or 4 guys waiting for signatures and a couple photographers. They are asking who you are.  Austin leads you hand in hand to the open car door not acknowledging their queries.  He looks back at you as he approaches the door and gives you a winning smile, basically showing not only you, but the whole world how he feels about you. The protective hand on the small of your back is warm as he helps you into the car. He shuts the door, signs a few autographs and poses for a few photos. You sit in the car with a casual smile, looking down at your phone, trying not to let the constant flashing lights get to you. 

When he gets in the car with a tolerant smile you ask “Jesus, how do you handle the flashes? I’m fucking blind!” you are giggling and holding your hand up to try and block them.

“Yup, me too, that’s why I drive away slow and keep my cool, “ he laughs. He pulls to the side of the road once he’s away from the people and blinking, lets his eyes adjust; it only takes a minute or two. His hand on your thigh as you wait, then intertwined with his as he drives away. 

Once you are at his house , Austin rushes around the car to open your door again and kisses your hand just before you hop down from the car.  Austin grabs your bag from the back and  slinging  it over his shoulder, ushers you inside. 

“I’m going to go put your bag upstairs, if you uh… want to come too,” he seems almost shy as he puts one foot on the bottom step and looks over his shoulder at you.  The sparkle in his eyes say something different. He is offering his hand to you with palm turned up, but subtly near his leg, just in case you aren’t ready to go up yet. 

You waste no thoughts on doing anything other than placing your hand in his following him. His ass is just below eye level on the stairs in front of you and watching his glutes contract and release in front of you is like its own kind of foreplay. 

He puts your bag down and leads you to the bed. He doesn't say a word as he pulls you in for a kiss, his hands running over your soft hair. Lips and tongues meeting, separating, meeting again. He tastes like dessert, hell he is dessert. His breathing is heavy as his hands run over your curves. 

“I’m sorry Princess, I should really check and make sure this is still ok,” he says against your lips, fists balling, trying to control himself. 

“Oh GOD, yes Austin, it is always ok,” you say, your hands running through his hair. You pull him back down to kiss you. You feel his smile on your lips.  He slowly undresses you, leaving his own clothes on. Today you wore your new pretty panties and bra.

“Oh honey, you look gorgeous,” he says, turning you around in front of the dresser mirror. “I want to play a game with you. I want to see how turned on I can get you. Is that ok?” 

“How can I say no, intrigued as I am. Although I don’t know what you’ll use as a measure, my panties have been wet since you kissed me in the car,” you suppress a little giggle. 

“Really? How wet is my pussy?” he slides his hand down the fabric of your panties, feeling the crotch for dampness. It makes you inhale sharply.  

“Hmmm, how good are you at basic math?” he asks, seemingly out of the blue.

“I’m alright,” you answer, leaning back onto his shoulder. 

“What is six times seven?”

“Duh, forty-two, Ultimate Answer to Life, Universe and Everything!” you giggle at him, you don’t 

tell him you only know this because of your partner.

“Ok, bad baseline, sixty-eight divided by two.”

“Um, thirty-four” you say after a second of thought. 

“Close your eyes Princess.” 

You do, getting excited.

“Have you had an orgasm since I saw you last?” His tone is suddenly more serious.

“Yes,” you answer honestly, then add “I was reliving all the orgasms you gave me Saturday.” 

“My Angel, I like that you were thinking of me. Do you know why?” he gives you a second to answer.

“Um, because it turns you on?” you venture a guess. 

“Because all your orgasms are mine,” his voice is low in your ear, breath on your neck. His hands caress your sides. 

“Oh,” you say weakly, goosebumps flaring across your neck.

“You know what else belongs to me Princess?” his fingertips trace down your shoulders.

You shake your head. His hand is suddenly grasping your panty covered vulva. A moan escapes your lips. 

“This pussy, it’s mine remember?“ he is whispering so close to your ear, you feel his hot breath eddy over your skin. “Say it,” he shakes his hand a little. 

“My pussy is all yours, Austin,” you whine out.

“What is seven times eight?” he lets go of you, backing away entirely. 

“Fifty-six,” you say with minor hesitation, the damp spot now dark and sodden. 

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you later my darling?” You hear the telltale sound of a zipper and the rustle of clothing.

You shake your head again. 

His hand flicks open the clasp and he pulls off your bra. You feel his naked body pressed against your back as he kisses the back of your neck. 

“I’m going to be your Pleasure Dom,“ he whispers. 

You let out a throaty “ohh” that sounds almost more like a question. 

“But first, it was a hot day and I feel sticky. Let's cool off in the shower, plus I want us to be nice and clean before we get good and dirty,” he pulls your panties down and off. 

You feel his hands in your hair, pulling it up to a high pony then wrapping it in a messy bun. He secures it with one of your ouchless hair ties, he must have gotten them out of your bag. 

He takes you by the hand to his shower, letting you open your eyes. He pulls you into the warm water stream. Letting it flow over both your bodies as his slick hands wash your back and down over your ass. He pulls you to lean back on him, you can feel his hard dick pressed against the small of your back. He massages your ample tits cupping your nipples in his palms. You both moan a little as he does. He takes his time, running his hands over your belly and down to your pussy. 

“Spread  your legs for me, sweet Angel,” 

As you do, his other soapy hand slips down your crack and over your asshole. You are surprised how freakin’ good it feels, just to have your pussy lips and asshole soaped up. Sultry, closed-mouth moans resound in your throat.

“What is eight times twelve?”

“Um.. eighty-eight plus eight  more.. Ninety…. Six?”

He grabs the wand and rinses you off. He puts the soap in your hand, it smells like the essential oil blend. Puts his big hand over yours and guides you all over his body, his eyes holding yours, fucking yours the whole time.  He has you cup his balls and stroke his shaft.

“Feel how hard you make me. God I want to fuck you. I’ve not touched myself since Saturday. I’m so horny for you.”

He rinses you both. And wraps you in a towel, then dries himself off. You just stand there, watching him, mesmerized. 

He hangs up the towel, then dries you off in yours. 

“Did you let him fuck you?” he suddenly asks. 

The question is a bit jarring. 

“Yes,” you say honestly. 

“Oh,” his voice sounds so disappointed and sad. He looks down and away. 

You immediately feel sad that you did it. The look on his face makes you almost cry. 

“I didn't-  It wasn’t-” you breathe out short, looking down, not really sure what to say or even how to feel.  “I’m sorry Austin.” 

He puts his finger to your mouth.

“Shhhh, darling. It’s ok. We hadn’t talked about it,”  he cups your cheek in his hand. His head tilts a little to the side, eyes boring into yours in query. “Do you want to continue to be my Princess?” 

“Yes Austin, please!” you are almost shocked at how earnestly you are begging him. 

“Oh sweetheart, It makes me so happy to hear that,” he kisses you. “But, I’ll have to punish that little pussy, hunny. Ok?” 

“Um.. Ok?” you are a little unsure, but he already said he didn’t do BDSM stuff, so you are trusting him.

His lip curls into a devlish smile. He grips you by the shoulders and jerks you around.

“Safe word still Sushi, darling?” he asks your reflection in the huge bathroom mirror. 

You nod. He leans down, eyes on yours

“Say it,”he whispers hot in your ear. 

“Sushi,” you breathe out, suddenly so turned on. He kisses your cheek and goosebumps spring up on your arms. One of his hands is on your upper back and other on your hip bone.

“That’s a good girl.” In one motion, he pushes your torso  forward  and pulls your hip back towards him.  Manhandling you to be bent over, your arms splayed out on the counter. 

His right hand runs over your ass and between your legs. He does some trial pats on your pussy, but is not quite able to fully get to you the way he wants. 

 "Hmmm, that just won't do. You need to be a good girl and spread those legs wide for me and keep them there, so I can spank that pussy like it needs to be spanked. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?” His tone is serious and calm. 

You shake your head yes, neck craning just a bit to see him in the mirror. You step your feet apart.  

"Tell me, Angel." His hand lightly pats your exposed pussy. You moan. 

"Yes, Austin,” <pat> “I will keep my legs,” <Pat> “spread for you.” <PAT> “I will be good.” <slap>  

It feels so delicious, your moan comes out a higher pitch whine. 

“Wider,” he says, experimentally slapping your backside with a few light glancing blows that do nothing more than jostle your ass. 

“Yes Austin,” you say as you comply.

“That’s a good girl,” he grabs your cheeks in each hand, spreading them apart in his grip. It feels amazing to your pussy.

“Stick that ass back, I want to see that pretty pussy,” he instructs.

You push back. Arching your back in a modified down dog, you are no longer able to see his reflection.

<Slap>

“Oh fuck yeah!” he moans, almost to himself.

<Slap>

“God, that’s so pretty,�� his fingertips dip into you and play wetly against your folds, up and down.  Your hips start to pulse back towards him. 

“Oh now darling, you better hold still, his finger casually slides inside your tight pussy, lightly fucking you. “You still need to be punished” his other hand kneads your butt, then slaps in that upward fashion that makes your cheeks jiggle. “Can you hold still?” 

“Yes Austin,” you say breathlessly, trying to freeze. 

He administers several light to medium slaps to your pussy. Each new slap is wetter than the one before. 

“What is fifty-two divided by four,” he asks while rubbing your pussy light and fast.

“Ooooohhh God! 13 or 14!” you moan out. 

“Which is it?” his middle finger starts slipping into you as he rubs. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking 13!” 

“That’s a smart girl.” he stops his rubbing, making you whine in protest, “that’s how many hard ones I’m going to give this pussy.” <SMACK!> 

You jerk, mostly in surprise, but it stings so good. 

“Count backwards, Princess”

“Thirteen,” you say.

<SMACK!>

“Twelve,” a little breathy.

<SMACK!> 

“Eleven.” 

<SMACK!> 

“Twelve,” you realize too late you went the wrong way. 

“Oh, no,  sweet Princess, now we have to start over” He rubs your pussy like he is erasing those slaps. “Again.”

<SMACK!>  

“Thirteen!”

 “Who does this pussy belong to?”<SMACK!>

“Twelve, you!”

 “Who?” <SMACK!> 

“Eleven, you Austin!”

“Austin who?” <SMACK!> 

“Ten,  Austin Fucking Bulter!” your teeth are clenched. 

“Say it right, hunny” <SMACK!>  

 “Nine!” you pant for a second,”This pussy-”

<SMACK!> 

“Eight,  belongs to”

 <SMACK!> 

“Seven, Austin Butler!”

“What a good girl you are for me. “ <SMACK!> 

“Six! I’m YOUR good girl, Austin,” it is feeling so fucking good, it’s hard to keep still.   

“Yes you are-”<SMACK!>

“Five,  all yours Austin, forever,” you are just responding to him without thinking. 

 <SMACK!> 

“Four!”

“No more fucking him, you understand?” <SMACK!> 

“Three, yes Sir,” the honorific just falling from your lips.

“He doesn’t take care of this beautiful tight little pussy.” <SMACK!> 

“Two,” your voice comes out as a whine, it feels so good. 

“He doesn't do my beautiful Princess right,  so he doesn't get to have it anymore. This is my pussy, mine.” <SMACK!> 

“ONE!” you shout! You don’t want him to stop. 

 It dawns on you, somewhere in the back of your mind, that it’s the first he’s used  that lovely possessive pronoun  since you admitted to having sex with your partner. You breathe a little sigh of relief as your hips buck as he rubs the length of his open hands along your lips. His fore and ring finger pressing hard on the outside of your lips making them pooch out. Your pronounced lips rub wetly against his middle finger, the tip of which lightly  grazes your clit. 

“You can jerk him off,” his torso pressing against your side as he leans down. “ you can suck… no wait… I’m going to claim that mouth as mine too,” his tone suddenly gravely with need. He takes a deep, controlling breath, ”but that will have to wait.” His fingers lightly pinch your nipples. His low voice in your ear and his words have you wild, he can have any part of you he wants. 

“What is 29 times 3?” he whispers, taking his hand completely off you. 

“More than 75, fuck please Austin, don’t stop.” your hips are shaking unabashedly, desperate for more. 

“Oh now we are getting somewhere,” you can hear the maniacal grin in his voice. 

He rubs both hands on either side of your pussy pushing your lips out and massaging deep.  He holds your puffy lips  between his fingers and thumb exposing your inner labia.  He  gives you a series of several fast, lighter smacks.

 As you dip your head low between your arms, your wordless moans sound loud to your ears. You can see strings of moisture pulling away from your pussy to his hand with each slap. Fuck you are so wet. 

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Austin oh GOD yes!” you chant, getting louder. 

He palms your pussy in his strong grip and vibrates. You are bent over, back arched, ass in the air, tits hanging down, fingertips digging into the countertop with Austin’s fucking gorgeous hand between your legs and your juices dripping from between his fingers. 

“Harder, oh god,  please!” you beg. 

You hear Austin moan in the back of his throat as he pulls away and slaps you harder once, twice, three times in quick succession. He lowers himself to get a better grip on your vulva and shakes you hard.  Oh holy fuck if feels amazing. You are shocked at how close to orgasm you are. 

“Please don’t stop, oh god please don’t!” your words come out between panting breaths. 

“Oh my darling Princess, I didn’t know you were such a sweet little slut for pussy slaps,” he slaps you again and again. 

“Oh god Austin, it’s so good.”  

He continues to shake your sopping pussy, interspersing hard slaps when he needs to reposition his grip.  

Suddenly and without warning, your orgasm overtakes you in a new way. Your body can't help but bolt upright to standing. Austin adjusts quickly, wrapping an arm around your torso locking you to him and reaching around to your front gripping and continuing to grab and shake. His palm roots around on your clit. 

“That’s it Princess, make my little pussy cum. Drench my hand with those sweet juices. Fuck yeah! You are so damn hot when you lose control. I fucking love it. I’m going to fuck you so hard after this you won’t be able to see straight,” his words are stream-of-conscious flowing out of him while he watches you in the mirror. And he just. Keeps. Going. He keep shaking your pussy.

Your whole body is reacting in spasm and jerks. Your pussy is pulsing on nothing, your legs are jell-o, your hands are gripping his arms, fingers digging in.

You are starting to lose your mind. 

“Please, just a second… I need…” you are panting. 

He turns you around and kisses you hard. His solid cock bouncing against you. 

He pulls you in your orgasmic delirium from the bathroom into his bedroom and almost tosses you down on the bed. 

“I’m not sure how slow I can go, you have me so fucking turned on right now, my Princess,” he warns, breath huffing from him as he crouches tiger-like at your feet.

God, how is he so fucking amazing? 

“Austin,” you open your legs to him, giving him the most salacious look you can muster, “just fucking get over here.” 

His smile is feral as he pounces quick as lightning between your legs, latching his mouth to yours in a desperate kiss.  You reach for his cock, helping to guide him as he pushes in faster than last time, but not as hard as you know he really wants to. You are so wet he glides, still stretching you, but gloriously so. 

He is propped up on straight arms, his back arching in that first quench of his cock in your pussy. His face is a cacophony of pleasure above you; his eyes are rolled back, mouth open with his breath coursing over that gorgeous bottom lip. 

“Oh christ, Princess!” he moans when he is balls deep in you, “my cock was made for this juicy pussy!”

“Oh my god Austin!” you love this, having a cock deep in you after an orgasm, “please Aus- Austin, please fuck me.”  Your hands clutch at his ass, feeling his muscles tight under your grip. 

He lowers to his elbows, head bowed to yours. 

“Your wish, baby,” he pulls nearly out, hips rising, ”is my command.” He thrusts in almost too hard… almost.  Without any more pre-amble than that, he starts driving himself in and out of you, 

Your back arches in pleasure, scrambling at his back and holding him to you. 

“Fuck me Austin, fuckme fuckme fuckme fuckme,” it comes out in a string without pause, a pleasure mantra just for him as he thrusts over and over again. 

He rises and catches your hands, and holds them down by your head, watching your face. 

“You cum first baby, you cum first,” he says, his jaw set in determination. Your whole pelvic floor feels like it’s buzzing. The slap of his hips against yours and the squishy wet sucking sounds are  fucking music to your ears. 

“Oh god, you fuck your pussy so good so good so good!”  The heat is rising in you, your chest turning red. He goes harder and faster, fucking you in earnest. God this man has some stamina, not only sexually, but physically as well, he’s barely winded. 

You freeze just before the heat overflows up your neck and into your face. Even your scalp is tingling, your neck muscles standing out as your pussy clenches down hard on him and your hips jerk upwards to meet his pounding cock. Your mouth opens in a silent ‘O”, until it’s not so silent. A scream rips through your body as a wave rushes up your spine. 

“That’s- my- fucking - girl!”  each growl of a word, staccato and punctuated with his cock. Then he totally lets loose. You thought he was fucking you hard before… he wasn’t. Now he is pummeling you into the bed, you can do nothing but moan in mindless pleasure as he drives himself to climax inside you, grunting throatily into your ear in ‘Mmmm’s and Unnghhs and ‘yeses’. Finally he pushes deep into your throbbing cunt, his ass shaking as he cums in you. You wrap your legs around his tight waist holding him to you as he shivers in bliss.

“Fuck, Princess, nobody has ever made me feel like you do, “ his forehead sweaty against your own. You are inhaling one another’s panting breaths. 

“Same baby, No one, ever,” you manage to get out. 

You lay there, him still inside you, cradling him on your body for several minutes, just basking in him. 

“I know that was supposed to be punishment, but holy fuck that was amazing,” you tell him.

“Oh sweetheart,” he disentangles himself and lays next to you, “I could never actually punish you. I don’t want to make anything REALLY hurt. Once I saw how wet it was making you… I just had to keep going. Fuck it was hot. I’ll have to do that again, if you want me to.” 

“Oh, yes, yes I do! I also liked you manhandling me like that,” you giggle just a bit, giddy that he wants more of you. 

He props himself up on an elbow to look down at you with a serious look on his face. 

“But I need you to know, I wasn’t playing. I am the only man who gets to fuck this pussy as long as you are MY Princess.” 

“I wasn't playing either, I meant it when I said 'this pussy belongs to Austin Butler’. Besides, you are the only man that has ever been able to make me cum like that, Austin,” you return his serious look. 

The smile that breaks out across his face and the huge relieved sigh he lets out is all the reply you need. He moves up on the  bed, sitting up slightly on the pillows. He puts out his arms and gathers you to him. You snuggle down into his chest, his strong arms wrapped around you. It’s heaven. 

“Austin,” you say his name casually, although what you have to ask might be delicate.

“Yes, my Angel?” he replies in a relaxed tone. 

“How many women have you had in this bed?” You are mostly just curious, also kind of wanting to ask how often he does something like this. 

“This bed?” his finger pokes the comforter under you both, “None.” 

You sit up, looking at him, brows furrowed,  “None!?” your tone incredulous.

He pops one eye open, “Oh, excuse me. One, now, “ he closes his eye again,  but smiles coyly.

“Wait, what do you mean Austin, do you not usually bring your women here?” 

He opens his eyes, looking at you as though you are joking. 

“I don’t have ‘women’, Princess,” his head barley shaking side to side.

“Hold up, have you seen you? Gorgeous, talented, famous. Women fall over themselves to get to you. How is it possible that I’m the only woman you’ve taken to your bed?” 

“It’s not for lack of them trying. And I’m not saying I’ve not played around from time to time, I’ve lived life, y’know.  But this, here, this is my inner sanctum, Angel.  I don't let just anybody in my house, let alone in my bed, only my special girl. Only my Princess.” brushes a stray hair from your face, “and you have to remember, I’m a shy, introverted boy.” 

Your heart swells. The words ‘I love you, Austin’ are threatening to fall from your lips. But you won’t say it first. There is too much at stake here, so you bite your tongue. You pull yourself up to straddle his legs. On your knees, your head is bowed to his chest. You are afraid you’ll spill it all if you look right at him.  His hands go to your face, you can tell they are shaking a little. He tilts your head to look directly at him. 

“Princess, isn’t it obvious? You have to know that I’m falling for you,” his voice is quiet, lips slightly shaking. His azure eyes are searching yours for any sort of reciprocation. You can see he put himself out on the line saying that so soon. 

“Oh Austin,” your hand gently cups his cheek, gazing at him with infinite adoration, ”I’m so yours.” 

Your every sense is filled with Austin. His blue eyes fill your own; the scent of his skin and your love making fills your nostrils; every inch of your skin in contact with his is alight; his sonorous voice and your rapid heartbeat echoing in your ears; your mouth is suddenly on his, tasting the words off his tongue.  

As you lean into the kiss, his arms go around you, hands grasping, seemingly wanting to pull you under his very skin with desire. They roam your shoulders and massage down your back around your hips and to your front. 

He lets go of your mouth and leaves a trail of kisses down your neck to your chest. He takes a nipple in his mouth, aided by his left hand, and sucks gently. Breath flows in silently through your open mouth as your chest swells towards him. You feel your pussy drip with new moisture. Your fingers weave through his messy hair, his fucking amazing hair.  His fingers trace down your belly and to your now drenched pussy, rubbing against your cum-soaked lips, delving gently between them, then pausing. 

“Can I?” he says around your nipple, looking up at you. 

“You’d better,” you say with a lift of your eyebrow. 

“Yes Ma’am,” he smiles.

He slips his skillful fingers inside you and returns his mouth to its work of licking and sucking. Tingly strands of sensation course their way from your nipples to your core. His long fingers press in, catching the filaments of pleasure and seemingly tethering them inside you. Then they curl knowingly, just so, to the spongy tissue just behind your pubic bone. His wet thumb nestles just above the hood of your clit, drawing slow figure-eights.

Your hips begin rolling against his hand before you even register they are moving. High-pitched, breathy Oh’s shake from between your lips, dissipating almost before they leave your mouth. You begin to be lost in his touch. 

His eyes are closed, taking his business seriously. Your wet pussy sounds are just barely audible.  You feel his cock hardening under you, your thighs teasing his shaft as you move. 

You gasp and clench down, pleasure spiking as he sucks just a little harder and his thumb darts across your clit. Your hands tighten, pulling his hair. 

How one hand and one mouth could make you feel so much you can’t even begin to fathom. Of course the fact that it’s Austin’s hand, well, enough said. 

The constant, perfect movement of his hand is winding you up so tight. The light nibble of his teeth against your sensitive nipple notching up each new degree of heat reached. Hot coils compress behind your clit, fanned by the quickened puffing of your breath. Austin’s fingers pull you tighter, tighter, and tighter still, showing no intention of stopping.

“God you are so fucking beautiful like this,” his dark eyes are shining up at you, mirrors of your desire.  

He takes his cue from the quickening of your pace to grind just a little deeper with his thumb, push just a little harder and faster with his finger until your body stiffens on the brink. Moments after your pelvis starts twitching over the point of no return.  His hand is gone, he tilts his hips, pushing you slightly up and sinks his cock into you as you roar out your orgasm. 

Now you are riding him, a bucking bronco. Hands on your hips, thumb still on your clit,  he is slamming in and out of you through your orgasm. The difference in sensation between his slow deliberate fingers and thumb, and his pounding cock sends you through the roof, boggling 

your mind. Your orgasm just keeps on going as he fucks you.

Your body, not one whit under your control, convulses right off of his cock and forward. Almost beaning him in the head. 

“Oh, no my Princess, you aren’t getting away that easily,” his hand is immediately rubbing your vulva, keeping you stimulated, the other is behind your neck, pulling your mouth to his. Your hips slowly push back, trying to avoid his hand, your knees bending. His cock brushes your lips, he thrusts in again and your body straightens again like he was burning hot. Austin’s hand is still playing with your clit.

“Oh, god Austin, I can’t! ” you hear yourself pleading, shaking your head. Of course, you don't want him to stop. 

"Look at me now,” his voice is commanding so that you can’t help but open your eyes to him. “My darling Princess,” he shifts to sweet and gentle, “I am right here, baby.” He is slowly pushing your hips back to meet his cock. “You can do this,” he is nodding and you mimic him, biting your lower lip. “Just look at me, my Angel," his tip sinks between your folds. 

Your whole body shudders in ecstasy as he sinks you on top of him, your groan is swallowed by his mouth on yours.  Then he moves in you again, his grip on your hips forcing you to take him deep again and again. Your hands are holding onto the headboard for dear life. Your head is shaking and you chant “no no no no no no!” Then your nod is almost a vibration up and down, “yes yes yes yes FUUUUUCKKK!” You peak up again, flooding him, dripping around his cock and down his balls.   You don’t see it, but his eyes go wide and he struggles to maintain control over his orgasm as your pussy clenches around his cock. His hips freeze, cock in you still. You break into a din of maniacal giggles just before he dives in lightly for your clit again, refusing to give you a moment of reprieve. 

“No nononono stop, I mean it!” you yell out. 

"Do you still remember what the safe word is?" Austin’s voice is quiet and calm.

“Yes, yes, yes I do,” your words gasping, moaning, whining.

"Mhmm, ok, then Angel."  His fingers draw sex runes on your clit as he thrusts into you. 

You lunge to the side, off of him and pull your knees up. Your body tries to protect itself from his insistent, delicious fuckery, while at the same time your mind is begging him to go harder, deeper, more. He is on you like a flash, his cock deep in you from behind, screwing you half blind. You want to say the word and hell no you won’t. 

"Ss- sss- ss-,” you shove your fist into your mouth, shaking your head, ”no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" you say around your own knuckles, spit dripping down your wrist. 

 "What was that, darling?” his hands are on your ankles, prying them apart and pushing his hips between them so you can’t close them. 

“That doesn’t sound like your word, hunny,” his face looking down on you is an open book; kind, attentive, concerned about your deepest well being; while his fingers dance like the devil around your clit.   

It drives you absolutely wild, and he fucking knows it. You just grit your teeth, your head rolling violently side to side.The pleasure is just too much, you have to say it, you know he won’t stop until you do. Your back arches, tilting your head up, the war raging inside you. 

“SU- SU- SU-” you feel him slow slightly, anticipating, leaning down to kiss you. ”FUCK NO!” your hands as white as the sheets they are fisting into. 

“Oh Princess, that’s not it either,” he takes a big breath, planting a light kiss on your forehead. “Here we go,” his deep voice rumbling from his chest to yours.  His hands go to your shoulders. Gripping tight. You can’t tell what he’s about to do, until he’s pounding your pussy like a fucking freight train. 

“C’mon baby, you can do it,” his voice is low in your ear.  “You’ve been so good, taking it for me in that dripping pussy. But I can go all fucking night.” You realize that yes, yes he can. You can’t outlast him, he’ll fuck you through the night and into the next day.

You are thrashing under him, nails digging into his back.   His cock is filling you so fucking full over and over. You are screaming wordless screams into his shoulder. 

Finally you cave, “oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck SUSHI!! SUSHI!! AUSTIN FUCKING SUSHI!!” 

His hips slam once, twice more. His lips crush to yours, breath rushing into his nose, then he is moaning into your mouth. His hips shudder as he empties himself deep into you. You had no idea he was that close. God, this man.

“Oh sweet Angel, that’s my good girl,” he cradles your shaking head between his hands. 

You are a sopping mess, tears are coursing unbidden down your cheeks as you shake and shiver in overwhelm. He rolls to the side, sitting up and gathers you up, safe in his arms. 

“That was amazing darling, you are amazing.” he lightly kisses both your eyelids. 

“I am so proud of you, my Princess!” You took so much more that I thought you could.” 

He rocks you and pets you and calls you pretty. Once he knows you aren’t going to hyperventilate he reaches for a water bottle that sits on his bedside table. He pulls you to sitting and helps you take a drink. A drop escapes and trails over your chin and down your front. He catches it on his finger as you blow out a huge breath, rubbing your eyes. 

“Thank you, Austin. That was… fuckin’… wow,” you smile lopsidedly up at him. 

“You are most welcome, my special Princess,” he kisses your nose. 

You both exhale in perfect contentment and doze off, curled in each other's arms. 

 After a bit of a catnap, you both come to. He insists that he rinse you off in the shower. 

“I made you dirty, sweetheart. Plus it’s nicer to sleep clean.” 

 You brush your teeth and gather your hair up loosely on top of your head in two ponytails with additional  ties near the ends.  He is already in bed when you walk in from the bathroom, covers back and is waiting for you.

“Get over here my Sleepy Bunny with your two floppy ears,  I want goodnight kisses.” 

You crawl between the sheets and into his open arms. He plants kisses on your cheeks, your forehead and your nose before pressing his lips to yours with a little growl. 

“Goodnight my Sexy Bunny Princess Angel,” you can tell he is ready to conk out, exhausted.

“Goodnight my Amazing Sexy Austin,” you smile, you realize you are actually exhausted too. 

Snuggled together all clean and happy, if a bit overwhelmed, you both drift off, smiling like idiots.

#austin butler #austin butler fanfic #austin butler smut #austin butler fic #@slowsweetlove #@purejasmine #@richardslady121 #austin butler x reader #austin butler/reader

[saltygilmores]

Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls- Season 2, Episode 22 (Last Episode of the Season). "I Can't Get Started" Part 4

Aaaaand we've finally arrived at the finish line for Season 2. I began recapping this season on November 25th, 2022, the day after Thanksgiving...310 days ago. SaltyGilmores! SaltyGilmores! Can you tell us a little about how you're feeling as you prepare to begin season 3?

You ever watch a Stars Hollow crowd scene on Gilmore Girls and go, who the hell are all these people and where did they come from?

This is so ridiculously corny and cute. This is what we live for. This is what Gilly Girls is all about. You ever see some of the spicy tight and low cut blouses Lane wears on this show and wonder how Mrs Kim ever allowed her out of the house? I'm asking the important questions today.

R: I'm about to cheat on your ass so hard your head will spin. I am gonna kiss my stepcousin so hard.

D: (pointing to Miss Patty, Babette, and the Stars Hollowans gathered around the piano) How many cocktails caused that? R: None, but when they start drinking we're going to have to hide you. One of ASP's favorite recurring jokes is the one where Miss Patty, left to her own devices, would inevitably try to force herself sexually onto Jess and Dean; it's unclear in this scenario whether that is the threat or if it's "we're gonna have to hide you or she'll make you sing.". But I can take a guess here.

There's another sexual predator who loves tall pretty teenage boys lurking around this wedding that you should be more concerned about.

Dean gets a "We're calling to discuss your car's extended warranty" call and pretends it's someone important on the line so he can keep fooling Rory into thinking he actually has a life. Uh, anyway, it's Paris? Calling Dean's phone? Alright.Rory asks Paris how she got Dean's number but It's never explained. Paris is a wizard.

Sookie is having her wedding on a Friday afternoon. It is a Friday and Rory is not in school (AGAIN!), Dean, Lane and Jess are not at school (AGAIN), Rory is missing ELECTION DAY at school where she may potentially be elected Vice President, Lorelai is not working and making Michel fill in for her, there are dozens of other people attending this wedding who are not working, IT'S A FRIDAY AFTERNOON NO ONE IS WORKING (EXCEPT MICHEL) OR GOING TO SCHOOL THEY'RE ALL AT THIS WEDDING. Also, everyone is DRUNK on a Friday afternoon. Well I can't hate on that. What else is there to do in the Hollow besides drink away your troubles? Headmaster Charleston: Miss Gilmore, would you care to explain these multiple unexcused absences? Rory: Well, two weeks ago I ditched school to take a bus to new york city to eat wieners with my cousin and this week I skipped school to go to my mother's friend's wedding which she scheduled for the middle of the afternoon on a Friday, and I had to stick to my agenda of going to the wedding and kissing my cousin. Paris doesn't directly say that GellerMore won, but Rory thinks it's implied (and we already know they win). She proceeds to notifiy Dean. Who is just...over the moon upon hearing the news.

Well...okay. Fine. I'll take it. Where's the angry posseiveness? Like the time Rory wanted to spend time away from him volunteering? Or spend one night away from him doing her laundry? Or spend an hour eating lunch with Jess? Or.. It's probably because this time there are witnesses around, although that would imply Dean actually has some level of self awareness that his behavior is inappropriate. Speaking of Inappropriate...

Well, that answers THAT question.

...Says the sexual predator, as she drools over him like a dog eyeing a well cooked 6'4 steak.

Don’t drag my girl Babette into this, she's devoted to her Morey. Unlike you two beasts, Lorelai and MP, she has some standards).

Chris Hansen would have a field day at this wedding with all these predators in one place. Why does Crusty's suit look like it's incredibly ill fitting? Maybe it's just me.

STOP IT!!!! I COMMAND YOU TO STOP IT!!!

Lorelai and Crusty are shamelessly swapping spit in the middle of her friend’s wedding reception, sullying the virgin eyes of Rory and a minister and Sookie and God and Lane and everyone else. Lore to Crusty: Stop looking at me like that or everyone here will think we did it! Pretty rich coming from soneone who looks at Dean Forrester the same way. I HATE that I'm recapping this FILTH and don't know WHY I'm doing it. Crusty (before Lorelai's parents walked up and mercifully interrupted them) Do you feel embarrased about last night? Sorry about it? Want to repeat it?

IN FRONT OF HER GOSH DANG MOTHER/GRANDMOTHER OF HIS CHILD. Disgusting, filthy, shameless psychopaths.

Dat's a good question.

I mean, it's a half truth, at least. Now you wanna tell your Mom how he used his daughter's medical appointment as a springboard to dive straight into your pants?

Has he now? Golly gee whillikers, I must have missed that part, must've happened in between all the rounds of projectile vomitting I've been doing.

Lorelai, with the world's worst poker face as she daydreams about her next Crusty Porking, convinces Emily that Christopher is only here to spend more time with Rory and Emily is like well isn't that nice. Are we really supposed to believe Emily is that fucking stupid?

Let's check back in with some of the more non-loathsome residents of the Hollow. Take it away Kirk! Then take ME away. Please.

Rory, for your own sanity and wellbeing, please keep your mind unsullied and pure and don't ask your crusty father questions like this.

Oh Rory. Oh my poor sweet innocent bubs, Rory.

Nobody owns calendars in the Hollow, I suppose. Please see my throbbing, rock hard photographic proof above that this wedding is happening on a Friday. (Not to mention, if it was Sunday...Paris is at school?) I will have to squeeze the remaining four minutes (The Jess Minutes) into one final post. After I mop up my barf. Toodles.

#gilmore girls #denise rewatches gilmore girls #gilmore girls season 2 #rory gilmore #crusty #DALA #anti dean forester #anti crusty #I cant get started

[artnijna]

NSFW Sebaclaude headcanon

Sebastian knows how much the taller demons master likes for Claude to dance and perform for him. So being the posseive shit he is after Sebastian fucks Claude stupid he leaves bite marks on the others thighs, knowing that even as Claude glares at him during dinner with their masters, Claude won't heal them so he came feel where Sebastians teeth were hours ago.

#sebclaude #sebaclaude #sebastian x claude #claude x sebastian #claudebastian #sebaclaude headcanon #kuroshitpost

[zoroark-warden]

If you don't mind a request, then maybe Ingo and Emmet first getting together, with some posseive Emmet as well? If that's alright? 👉👈

#blankshipping

[gemstone-roses]

welcome to the garden of roses🌹 🥀

or as I like to call it, free therapy. need a hug? I got you! Deaf reader, gender neutral reader, I got you too. Along with many NSFW stories too.

All my works are 18+ and contain adult content and potentially triggering material.

Check out my #fic recs tag for amazing stories I've read.

You can find my other works including criminal minds, the alienist,teen wolf, law and order SVU here.

Requesting rules here

Hannibal Lecter

Not your fault - hurt/comfort

summary: hannibal comforts you. trigger warning suicide! female reader.

Confront - hurt/comfort personal favourite

summary:reader confronts something from her past. Female reader, trigger warning.

Pain hurt/comfort

summary: reader comes home with back pain, hannibal helps. Female reader.

Just can't say no fluff

Summary: reader is too afraid to say no to people, hannibal helps reader become more assertive. Gender neutral reader

Divine smut

Summary: reader confronts hannibal with their discovery he is the chesapeake ripper. Smut. 18+. Gender neutral reader.

Emergency contact fluff/hurt/comfort

Summary: when reader gets into a bad car crash, their emergency contact is hannibal. Gender neutral.

Sick hurt/comfort

Summary: hannibal looks after you when your sick. Gender neutral

Fight hurt/comfort

summary: your tired of picking yourself off the floor. Trigger warning for depression. Gender neutral reader.

Lips like sugar smut

Summary: hannibal is readers sugar daddy. Gender neutral reader.

Beautiful smut

Summary: hannibal reassures you there's nothing to be worried about when you express insecurities about your small chest. Female reader.

Fine dining smut

Summary: Posseive hannibal, daddy kink, smut, gender neutral reader.

Safe hurt/comfort personal favourite

Summary: hannibal helps you when you suffer an episode of sleep paralysis. Female reader.

Sei sempre nel mio cuore

Summary: heavily detailed reader ( special request) italian female reader, several trigger warnings.

Addiction slight angst/fluff

Summary: reader is a heavy smoker and hannibal is concerned. Female reader.

Mirror mirror smut

Summary: hannibal fucks you infront of a mirror. Female reader. Daddy kink.

Doctor please suggestive NSFW

Summary: hannibal discovers will has a doctor kink.

Okay hurt/comfort

Summary: hannibal comforts you after a breakdown, gender neutral

Cherry blossom fluff

Summary: hannibal sets up a picnic for you after an argument

Lemon and honey hurt/comfort

Summary: hannibal takes care of you when your sick

Comfort hurt/comfort NSFW

Summary: hannibal knows what you need to relax.

I've got you hurt /comfort

Summary: (special request) hannibal offers his assistance after seeing your scars.

Who takes care of you? Hurt/comfort

Summary: hannibal takes care of you after you spend all your time putting others first.

Enemies

Summary: hannibal drives you mad, you drive him mad. Tensions boil over. Explicit smut. Female reader

Keep me warm

Summary: afraid of storms, you seek comfort in Hannibal. Explicit smut, cock warming, hurt/comfort.

Hug

Summary: Hannibal gives you a hug. That’s it.

Headcanons

Get fucked smut. you fuck hannibal with your strap-on.

Come as you are fluff. reader dresses very 90s/grunge.

Give in fluff/suggestive. Hannibal gives into his feelings for you

Possesive fluff.hannibal gets possessive when your injured.

Hannibal with an s/o with hearing aids fluff. Personal favourite

Reading a book in hannibals lap fluff.

Dressing up for halloween fluff.

Finding your stuffed animal collection fluff. Personal favourite.

You think you don't deserve his love hurt/comfort

Marvel universe

Thor Odinson

I swear by the stars fluff/hurt/comfort

Summary: your a little sad. Thor makes it a little better. Female reader.

Rain hurt/comfort/angst personal favourite

Summary: post endgame thor. You help him as he once did you. Trigger warning for depression (reader and thor). Female reader.

Steve Rogers

Sunny days smut

Summary: you won't do anything water related at the beach.

Sam Wilson

Beach fluff/comfort

Summary: you hate the beach

Good girl smut

Summary: Sam fucks you while bucky praises you.

Good girl 2 smut

Summary: bucky fucks you while Sam praises you.

Did you know you used to be my hero? Angst/hurt/comfort

Summary: Sam comforts you when you open up about your relationship with your father.

Little moments fluff, tooth rotting fluff.

Summary: Sarah x bucky, Sam x reader. Bucky is a sea monster and Sam teaches you how to swim.

Bucky Barnes

Ground control angst/death. No comfort here.

Summary: your last mission.

Spaceship hurt/comfort/angst.trigger warning for anxiety and panic attacks.

Summary: bucky is there when you break down.

Marry me? Dark bucky, this is a dark fic, written for syntheticavenger challenge.

Summary: bucky will make you his.

Loki laufyson

Find me in the library fluff, hoh reader.

Summary: loki is intrigued by you.

Sweet as sugar fluff, suggestive, innuendo.

Summary: you and loki visit a sweet shop

Unneccesary pain angst/fluff

Summary: you think loki hates you. your wrong.

Helmut Zemo

Love fluff/comfort

Summary: zemo being loved.

Soft sex with zemo smut, headcanons

Pegging zemo smut, headcanons

the avengers with a teammate who uses hearing aids

Part 1

Part 2

Steven grant

Egyptian distractions fluff/comfort.

Summary: your stressed and steven knows just the thing to help.

Otto octavius

Breathe hurt/comfort trigger warning for anxiety/Intrusive thoughts.

Summary: otto notices when your struggling.

Stranger things

Eddie Munson

I don't want anybody else NSFW, gender neutral.

Escape hurt/comfort, gender neutral

Eddie with a deaf/hoh reader fluff, gender neutral

Hold me hurt/comfort, tw anxiety, gender neutral

Safe with me hurt/comfort, gender neutral

Soothe your soul NSFW, gender neutral

Carry your heart into my arms hurt/comfort, tw anxiety, gender neutral

Tonight I'm on my knees hurt/comfort, gender neutral

Eddie x deaf reader hcs

New Year’s Eve - hurt/comfort, smut ,NSFW, fem reader

David 'deacon' Kay

I'll help you forget - smut,NSFW, female reader, comfort

Frustrated - smut, NSFW

Geralt of Rivia

I've got you - hurt/comfort, geralt comforts you one night.

Patrick jane

Christmas party fun - smut, so much smut, NSFW, female reader

Aaron Hotchner

Christmas Eve fluff - fluff.

#marvel masterlist #hannibal fanfic #marvel fanfiction #the avengers imagine #hannibal lecter fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfiction #marvel imagine #sam wilson x reader #steven grant x reader #thor x reader #otto octavius x reader #stranger things imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson smut #marvel smut #hannibal smut #the witcher x reader #henry cavill imagine #patrick jane imagine

[nymphthesimp]

sucmmy scara master list

scummy scara masterlist for @celabi ♡

the scummy scara tag

sitting on scummy scaras lap

clingy scummy scara

scummy scara cleaning himself up pt.1

scummy scara gets cleaner and reader gets posseive

scummy scara with seperation anxeity

scummy scara has no fansion taste

scummy scara x tall reader

scummy scara becomes a cheff

#genshin smut #genshin x you #genshin x reader #scara x reader #scaramouche x reader

[cl00udyyanan]

Hiiii! I'm a Scorpio, and I would like to request Diluc 💖 I nearly requested Kaeya, but I think I have a feeling in our compatibility LMFAOOO (our MBTI types are also pretty incompatible 💀. I swear he's one of my favorite characters)

lmaoo i love doing scorpio reqs they're always so interesting. a bit about the kaeya one, since he's also a scorpio, it wouldn't be a bad relationship. just a bit.. toxic, but yk toxic love brittiany spears said it first.

taurus and scorpio

okay diluc diluc diluc, babes yall are obsessed with eachother its honestly disgusting. like, you'd be in the tavern with him and he's always linked to you he just LOVES you and wants you by his side (also doesn't want you to become a victim of venti's bs,, oh and he makes fun of yall btw he's a gemini he's a little shit) yall are so intimate together like its honestly so cute. you two can trust eachother very easily, at first diluc is quiet which may be off putting to the scorpio, but he'll open up to you soon enough to where there's no doubt you two can be so loyal to eachother. you both understand eachother like no other, now scorpios are characterised as dark thinkers, if this applies to you, diluc will not judge you at all and will help give a realistic outlook to your struggles. if this doesn't apply, diluc is able to just listen to your ideas and beleif, he himself doesn't need to speak alot about hsi issues, but when he does he just wants you to hear him out. thats all he asks, and i think you can accept that. you guys are great for eachother really. oh, you guys can share anything together. you can literally break down in tears infront of diluc and he's righ there seriously. you want your relationship to last, for a good longtime. whether its eternal or simply just a nice long drive, its meant to last as something to remmeber.

the only bad thing about this relationship is if you were to fall in way too deep. i mean like that deep deep love where you need him all the time. you can't be away from him and want him all to yourself, that posseiveness you could give off can drag diluc down. he loves you too much to say no to you. so just be careful not to do that to him.

in the end, this is the best relationship ive seen so far, yall are literally perfect for eachother.

compatiblity: 97 seriously you might as well figure out how to make diluc a real person bc he's your soulmate.

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin headcanons #genshin scenarios #genshin x reader #genshin impact fluff #kaeya x reader #kaeya genshin impact #diluc x gn reader #diluc ragnvindr #diluc genshin impact #diluc x reader #diluc angst #diluc headcanons #diluc ragnivindr x reader

[neon-pink-witch]

Currently having brain rot over the idea of a darkly, posseive, borderline yandere Johnny Silverhand hellbent on taking over V's body not so that he can have control instead motivated by a:

"We can be together forever V, no one can ever hurt you or take you away from me. Not Smasher, not Arasaka, no one. I can always protect you because you'll be part of me. Think about it V. What is true freedom if not the art of giving up control completely?"

I wanna explore that Johnny. Let's just get real fucked up, let's get real fucking weird.

#cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk 2077 johnny #johnny Silverhand