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goldyeokki · 9 months

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TWO FOR ONE ★ LEE JENO & LEE DONGHYUCK

★ GENRE! ★ fluff, filthy smut with some plot

★ SYNOPSIS! ★ you come home after a long day to your two boyfriends in skimpy maid outfits. while they fussed over you, you had completely forgotten that it was your birthday. good thing that they had something special prepared for you on your day.

★ WORD COUNT! ★ 11.1k sorry ★ CONTENT WARNINGS! ★ nohyuck in skimpy maid outfits; jeno has cat ears with little bells on them; polyamory with nohyuck; m/m affection and intimacy; pet names (baby, pretty, darling, etc); dumbification; reader is addressed as 'master' in a gender-neutral way a handful of times; lots and lots of praise; oral (both receiving and giving); spanking; choking; double penetration (one hole); overstimulation; edging; spitting; nohyuck's main focus is on reader; nohyuck are pretty sadistic but also loving; manhandling; full nelson (?) of sorts; edited by grammarly; if i missed out anything pls lmk

★ HUA'S NOTE! ★ BESTIE BLUE HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! i poured my heart blood soul sweat tears everything to do my best to serve absolute cunt in this fic and bring some of your fantasies to life<3 ilysm hehe

your stomach growls with an impatient scowl as soon as you reach the door to your apartment. it’s been a long day for you at work—clients not cooperating, printers running out of ink, your own coworkers being generally insufferable, you had to submit a pitch and your office servers started lagging—and all you want to do is get rid of the stuffy office clothes, slip into something comfy, and cuddle up to your boyfriends.

donghyuck and jeno have been nothing but absolute sweethearts during this stressful period. luckily for you, the worst is over and your boss told you to take tomorrow off, which pretty much gives you a long weekend. you’ll be able to tell your boys that the pitch is wrapped up and submitted and you’re all due for some quality time together.

you take your access card and press it against the reader. a gentle beep and a click later, you’re in the entryway. you slide your shoes out for your soft, cool indoor slippers and it immediately feels like you’re walking on clouds.

“i’m home,” you call out to the quietude beyond the entryway. you notice the scent of oven-baked chicken and your stomach growls. your cheeks burn in embarrassment. the last time you ate a proper meal was last night’s dinner. if it weren’t for your boyfriends, you probably wouldn’t have had anything since two days ago. your brows knit into a tight frown and you pat your belly as if it’ll soothe your hunger. “jen? hyuck?” you try again, a little louder this time.

your feet immediately start to slowly follow the scent trail of chicken when you don’t hear a response from either of your boyfriends. there’s no way a stranger broke into your apartment, cooked you some food, and then left, right? you crane your neck a little closer to try and catch any form of noise in the kitchen.

“my butt feels exposed in this . . .” jeno’s unmistakable voice perks your ears up. his butt?

“we gotta do it for our baby! they just submitted a hellish pitch and we’re spoiling y/n for a job well done.” donghyuck reasons. there’s just something about the way that he argues his case. no matter who it is or what’s the topic, he’s going to come out on top. you remember when he accidentally picked up a scam call. somehow, he scammed the scammer and earned himself a couple hundred bucks instead. he spent that money on some new tech for his stream setup. a smile appears on your face as you chuckle to yourself at the fond memory but it quickly disappears when you hear jeno complain again.

“they mentioned they find men in maid outfits attractive once and you go the entire highway to hell with the gag.”

“i know what our baby likes, so stop whining, jen!”

“i’m not!”

when it comes to your boyfriends, there is always something for them to bicker about. outsiders who peek through the curtains of your relationship often wonder if there are problems given how often they bicker. countless times you have to explain that that’s just how they communicate.

though, the mention of ‘maid outfits’ paired with the strong, rich aroma of oven-baked chicken piques your curiosity. you turn the corner to find your dining area set up for only one seat, and it’s your seat.

“jen, hyuckie, i’m home.” you say a little louder, waiting for one of them to pop out.

donghyuck’s head peeks out from behind the kitchen divider with a frilly black-white-and-purple hairband perching delicately on his crown. jeno’s head appears on the other side, onyx eyes sparkling with unbridled joy as he stares at you in a mix of surprise, excitement, and nervousness. he turns his head to look at the younger male, as if quietly asking what’s next in slight panic.

then, you notice a soft jingle that follows his every movement and your eyes are brought to the perky white cat ears that conveniently have a little bell attached to each.

“y/n, you’re back!” pure delight spreads across donghyuck’s face and he’s the first to reveal himself fully to you.

he’s barrelling into you from the kitchen like an excited puppy and a mixture of frilly blacks, whites, and purples attacks you. when his arms wrap around you to trap you, he buries his face in your neck to litter as many kisses as he can, wherever he can reach and making sure he’s as loud as possible.

“hi baby, welcome back.” jeno waves at you from the kitchen, still hiding most of himself. donghyuck pulls away to look at the silver-haired male with one hand on his hip. when jeno notices the sass emanating from donghyuck, he immediately scowls at the other. “what? don’t look at me like that, dude.”

“did you just ‘dude’ your own boyfriend?” donghyuck sasses and jeno rolls his eyes playfully. “aren’t you gonna say hi to our baby y/n and welcome them home properly?” he has one arm around you, pulling you close before pressing a soft kiss to your temple to goad your other boyfriend. unfortunately, the poor man is torn between saving himself from a lifetime of embarrassment of being in a maid outfit and running over to you so he can embrace you whilst giving you one fat kiss on the lips.

his bottom lip juts out into an adorable pout knowing that he’s lost the fight immediately. unlike donghyuck, jeno’s manner of affection is more cat-like. he stays close to you, stares at you when you’re doing something, and doesn’t always initiate a conversation unless something piques his interest or he just wants to hear you talk. your other third’s puppy-like manner of affection often includes but isn’t limited to body-slamming into you or jeno, giving kisses wherever he can whenever he can, and physically being in contact.

you’re able to adapt easily to their respective love languages since you do enjoy receiving what they give. you often dish out words of affirmation and when you have partners like them, they act like you’re a divine being whispering blessings so their crops will flourish for the season.

“am i interrupting playtime for the two of you?” the corners of your lips curl upwards into a small, amused smile as you turn to look at your boyfriend.

“no, you’re not interrupting anything at all, pretty thing.” donghyuck solely focuses his attention on you now, leaning forward to give you a gentle, chaste kiss on your lips.

the second he makes contact, it feels like you can melt into him and let all of your worries for the day disappear. he pulls away but you immediately grab a fistful of his top and drag him back into you. when you’re finally satisfied with the kiss, you release him. he looks a little disoriented as he recovers but he doesn’t let the opportunity to wink flirtatiously at you slip away.

“we just wanted to prepare you a little surprise because we know how stressed out you’ve been lately.” he raises his arm to pat your head and you pout. your heart swells with so much pride that you’re bursting at the seams—you have so much love for the two of them that you fed the tears coming. donghyuck scrunches his nose cutely, giving you an air kiss before he turns to your other third. “so lee jeno, pleaaase?”

“i hate you.” the poor victim grumbles from his safe refuge. you look at the kitchen to see him concealing himself completely, mustering all of the courage and strength he needs to step over the threshold in all of his puppy maid glory.

“i love you too, lee nono!” your boyfriend teases in a sing-song voice, not once hiding his giggles that you can’t help but laugh along with him.

eventually, jeno steps out in his metaphorical evening gown with his cheeks burning red. the bright colour reaches all the way to the tips of his ears as he pouts angrily at your other amused boyfriend.

“oh, baby!” you coo immediately when he appears. you slip away from donghyuck’s grip to walk over to your other extremely bashful boyfriend.

due to his size and build, the already skimpy maid outfit looks absolutely scandalous on him. he’s wearing what appears to be a cat-maid version of the outfit, which has an adorable cat cutout that exposes part of his chest. the hem of the skirt barely covers his ass and you know that he has to wear something underneath the frills so his dick wouldn’t accidentally reveal itself. not that you’d mind if it did.

“you look absolutely handsome, jen.” you cup his cheeks with your hands, pure adoration filling your soul as you bring him towards you for a sweet, lingering kiss.

“you’re just saying that,” he mumbles sourly against your lips. you smile and appease him with a small peck but there's a slight shift in your energy for what you have planned next. you swivel your head around dramatically to look at donghyuck’s outfit to compare and you squint your eyes at him. he feigns innocence, giving you a big, big smile that rounds his soft cheeks.

“and you set him up!” you point an accusatory finger at him. you’re doing everything you can to resist the urge to pinch his cheek. they just look so soft!

he gasps, scandalised by your insinuation as he quickly takes big steps to cross over to you. the frills on his skimpy skirt dance along with each movement, almost mocking you until he’s within arm’s reach. he grabs your arm gently to plead his case, batting his eyelashes at you with the best puppy eyes and pout that he can muster.

“no, i didn’t! i just knew jeno would look really cute!” to prove his point, he tugs at jeno’s firm bicep and then pinches his cheek gently. the third scrunches his nose at the sudden attack. “and he looks really cute, doesn’t he?!”

oh well. he’s right. can’t argue with that.

even though donghyuck is not wearing something nearly as scandalous as his counterpart, it still reveals his toned stomach, biceps, and thighs. he doesn’t exactly look like a proper maid . . . more like a playboy magazine.

“you set me up!” jeno cries, poking the other, and now you’re sandwiched between your boyfriends who are bickering again while scantily clad in pornographic maid outfits.

“uhuh, uhuh, and you look handsomely cute so what’s the problem?” donghyuck rolls his eyes then pecks him to keep the other quiet for a short while.

“c’mon, hyuckie . . .” he sulks and you can’t help but caress his cheek and kiss him on the corner of his mouth. but of course, jeno isn’t satisfied with it, pouting for a proper kiss so you give him exactly what he wants to sate him.

“okay! enough chitchat. our beloved darling, come sit down. we prepared dinner and some activities for you tonight.” donghyuck wraps his arm around your waist to lead you back to the dining table. he grabs your shoulder bag and passes it to jeno who immediately rushes to your shared bedroom to keep it. of course, you couldn’t resist sneaking a glance at the curve of his ass under the skirt when it rides up slightly as he moves.

“what’s the occasion?” you ask, leaning against the back of your chair as you turn to look at donghyuck. “usually, when i finish a pitch, we pop open a bottle of wine and watch disney movies, handsome.” you laugh to yourself but your face instantly morphs into one of confusion when he looks surprised.

“baby . . . ” he begins. he looks genuinely shell-shocked and his gaze drifts to jeno who returns to stand behind you and quietly play with your hair. “babe, they forgot.”

“baby, you forgot your own birthday?” jeno echoes, and you nearly choke on air.

“my birthday?” there’s no way it’s your birthday.

“yeah. it’s today?” donghyuck and jeno exchange glances, reciting the exact date simultaneously. in a heartbeat, donghyuck also recites your sun, rising, and moon zodiac signs with a smug grin on his face. you roll your eyes but it doesn’t mask the genuine guilt that you’re feeling within yourself. holy shit. it is your birthday. you’ve associated the date with the deadline so much that you had completely forgotten that it’s your birthday. “oh geez, baby, that only means we need to get you to really relax.”

“good thing we prepared something special for you.” jeno perks up with a smile in his voice, leaning down to kiss you on your cheek.

as if they’ve practised while you were away at work, they head into the kitchen to prepare dinner for you. you lean back with a smile and patiently wait. you hear some clanging, jeno whining in pain, a little bit of bickering, and a soft pop. shortly after, jeno appears with a bright-eyed smile, practically skipping over with your favourite wine glass and pouring in the blood-red liquid.

“it’s kinda quiet, do you want music, pretty?” he offers with a cute pout on his lips.

“i can be the music! quick, what song do you want?” donghyuck appears with a plate of freshly roasted chicken and some sides for you. without even waiting for you to answer, he immediately belts part of the chorus to my heart will go on, which makes you and jeno both burst into giggles.

he spins for you as he makes his way over to the dining table, the skirt fabric twirling along with him as he presents your food to you before placing them carefully on the table. your stomach immediately growls in response; for a brief moment, you forget that you are hungry and tired.

“oh my, has our baby been hungry?” jeno coos as he leans against his chair, looking over you fondly. you’re about to pick up the fork and cut the chicken yourself but donghyuck smacks your hand away playfully. you gasp and look at him in mock offence, to which he replies with an equally scandalised expression of mock insult. the other chuckles as he watches on.

“i’m not gonna let our hardworking master lift a finger.” there’s no room for argument in the way he shoots you a look of warning. rolling your eyes, you relent and lean back in your seat.

donghyuck and jeno immediately fall in step to begin working. the former cuts out a piece of chicken for you and places it on your plate, while the latter breaks it down into smaller pieces. you didn’t think they’d take their roles so seriously as your cute little maids, but here they are, doing every single menial task for you so all you have to do is sit back and relax.

“open up, baby,” jeno calls for you with a forkful of chicken dipped in brown sauce. you want to ask where in the world did they get this recipe from but he’s prodding it against your lips. a small smile forms and you do as he says, earning yourself praise from the two. “ah, you’re so good!”

“you eat so well, baby!” donghyuck choruses along.

your chest swells with pride as their sugary words sink into your brain, permanently etching the satisfying high that comes every time they praise you. hell yeah, you do eat well.

they continue to spoon-feed you every bite, carefully helping you with your wine when you want a sip, and you do feel absolutely pampered. not a second goes by without praise or an affectionate kiss. you're feeling like you’re on top of the world in a cosy apartment in the heart of seoul that the three of you call home.

when you’ve had your fill, jeno is the first to reward you with a head pat.

“all done, pretty?” he hums and you nod.

neither of them allowed you to lift a finger, even when you offered to put away the dirty plate and utensils as a small way to thank them for such a lovely night so far. jeno stays with you as donghyuck leaves to bring the used items to the kitchen.

“don’t start without me!” donghyuck shouts from the kitchen when the other takes your hand and leads you to your shared room. you don’t exactly understand what your other boyfriend meant by that but you would do anything to relax with your boyfriends within reach.

as soon as you’re both in your room, jeno sits you down on the edge of the bed.

“can i take off your clothes and give you a massage, pretty?” he asks from where he kneels on the floor before you.

“yes please, my sweet puppy.” you coo with a soft smile, deciding to tease him a little by stroking his chin. he pouts but it disappears, melting into an adorable smile the second you lean in to kiss him.

you let him do whatever he wants to as he carefully undresses you. his soft lips find themselves pressing light, open-mouthed kisses along your jawline as he makes quick work of your flowy button-up. with every inch of you slowly becoming more exposed, he takes the opportunity to cover you in kisses everywhere he possibly can.

he pushes the fabric off your shoulders and tosses it into the laundry basket with acute precision. his warm hands find themselves on your ribs, caressing you while his lips rediscover your almost-bare canvas. your heart flutters in your chest, racing a mile a minute.

he gives you gentle kisses over the curve of your chest and chuckles softly when he feels how rapidly your heart is beating.

“is my baby nervous?” he looks up at you through his pretty eyelashes, winking as he leaves a trail of kisses down your stomach. seeing one of your boyfriends in a skimpy maid outfit and cute cat ears on his knees unlocks something inside of you that you never noticed. you take a deep breath before you start to plant seeds of lustful thoughts in your head. “just relax, pretty. i’ll make you feel good.”

“i know you will, handsome.” you ruffle his hair affectionately as he grins, hands making quick work of your bottoms and taking them off. he offers you a hand to hold yourself steady while you step out of the fabric that pools around your feet. he tells you to lay down on the bed but not before placing an intimate kiss on your hip bone where some of your stretch marks reign glory.

of course, you comply with a giddy smile. between him and donghyuck, jeno is the one who’s better skilled at massaging you, so it’s not a surprise that he’s in charge of this part of the surprise. you hear a bottle cap pop open and a gentle warning that the massage oil is a little cold comes from his lips.

you hear a series of knocks on the closed door and your smile immediately widens into a grin.

“come in!” you and jeno chorus simultaneously.

donghyuck enters to make a beeline to where your head is. he climbs onto the bed and you immediately pick up what he’s about to do. you raise yourself into a planking position so he can slot himself there sideways, fold his left leg, and present his lap as your pillow.

“are you sure that’s going to be comfortable?” jeno asks with a raised eyebrow but your other boyfriend turns a deaf ear to him. you rest your head there and make yourself comfortable while still making sure that jeno has room to work on your stiff muscles.

“my lap is always comfortable.” donghyuck counters whilst running his thick fingers through your hair.

“fair enough.”

with his free hand, donghyuck messes around on his phone and right off the bat, you recognise that it’s his ‘date night at home’ playlist playing through the bluetooth speakers. he starts to tinker around with the lighting, flooding the room with a deep rose red and is immediately met with protests from jeno.

“turn the lights back to normal, i can’t see what i’m doing!” he complains with a huff. both of his large hands are poised delicately on the small of your back, thumbs ready to gently press into the muscle and massage. he holds himself in place, not wanting to accidentally press on a pressure point that could possibly immobilise you.

“but what about the ambience?” donghyuck whisper-yells the last word.

“we can do that later. for . . . y’know.”

you immediately break into a grin as you listen to the two bicker between themselves as they fuss over you.

“how about we get the massage down first before we move on to whatever activities you have planned next?” you’re not an idiot. you know that they’re talking about sex. the fact that they’re trying to disguise it as a surprise is just so adorable and endearing to you. it’s almost innocent, you think, the way they’re talking about it, which is incredibly ironic because they’re anything but when it comes to having sex.

“that sounds like a great idea, pretty.” jeno chimes in within a heartbeat. “hyuckie?”

“you’re lucky you’re both cute. so lucky that i love you both so much to the point i kinda hate you two.” donghyuck, defeated, turns the lights back to normal whilst grumbling to himself. he continues to play with your hair and give you a scalp massage while jeno continues to massage you.

“we love you too, hyuckie.” you and jeno both chorus with a teasing lilt in your voices, smiling to yourself when he buffs.

jeno’s fingers and strength when pressing into your muscles are firm yet his grip is gentle as he hovers over you, starting with your back since you spend most of your time sitting in the office.

“baby, your muscles are literally so stiff,” he mumbles under his breath. he sounds genuinely surprised and a little bit sad. “i don’t know if only a massage can fix it.”

“have faith in yourself, jen.” you purr in content. between jeno fixing the knots in your back and donghyuck gently scratching your scalp while playing with your hair, you’re as good as putty in their hands. you’re melting into a puddle in your shared bed with a blissed-out smile on your face.

every time jeno presses into a particularly stiff spot, a moan of relief comes tumbling from your lips before you can even stop yourself. you can’t even remember the last time you had gotten a decent back massage. your face scrunches up in pleasure, whimpering a quiet, “fuck, right there,” in between your moans. honestly, you don’t even mean to sound sexual—it just feels that good.

“right there?” jeno echoes with a slightly teasing edge to his tone, putting more pressure on the area. maybe it’s on purpose, but you don’t really care because you’re generously moaning in affirmation for him. sweat starts to build along your hairline and back from the effort that your boyfriend is putting into undoing the stubborn knots along your back.

“uhuh,” your fingers dig into the sheets beneath you to give yourself the illusion of some form of control over yourself. “right there, baby, mhm.” your eyes roll to the back of your head as another generous moan of pleasure bounces off the walls, eyelids sewn shut as you focus on how good it feels to have your muscles finally release the tension in your body.

you don’t know how long jeno has been massaging you. he was on your shoulders and now on your hips, making his way down to work on your thighs and calves next. from head to toe, your body feels light as a feather, probably floating off the mattress. you can probably attempt a cartwheel if you’re not so weak in the knees when you stand up.

“babe– are you serious?”

“what, you’re not turned on when y/n moans because they feel good?”

jeno falls silent. it finally registers in your brain that he stopped his movement completely, hands stiffly placed on the small of your back. curious, you shift your position but it’s not until you peel your eyes open that you see donghyuck jerking off right in front of you.

“hyuckie . . .” you start, the corners of your lips curling upwards into an amused grin. the duo-toned cock, heavy and thick, stands tall and proud in his hand as he gently strokes himself at a slow pace. beads of precum form at the mushroomy head as he glanced back at you unapologetically. he even dares to raise his eyebrows, smirking as if he’s not caught red-handed.

“i can’t jerk off to my baby? is that a crime when you sound so pretty when you’re moaning like a whore?” if you weren’t so hot and bothered by his voice dropping an octave while whispering sinful things for you and jeno to hear, you would be laughing and smacking him playfully. “i asked you a question, pretty thing.”

your voice dies in your throat, mind going blank as you fall into a trance-like state, watching his erection ebb and throb for you. your eyes constantly shift between his face and his cock, already finding it difficult to think properly. heat pools in your core and you shake your head.

“i need to hear it from your mouth. surely you know how to use it other than for us to fuck it, right?” chills run down your spine when he taunts you.

“yes.” finally, you find your voice but at this point, you’re not thinking enough. thoughts of wrapping your lips around his cock, suckling on the tip, and taking him as far back to the back of your throat completely fogs up your brain. you look back at him, all doe-eyed, only for him to pout in an exaggerated display of being upset.

“yes? you mean it’s wrong for me to jerk off for my stupid little cockhungry slut?” he taunts you even further. you gasp and shake your head in panic, chanting nos under your breath but he’s already sliding out from underneath you. “if you were uncomfortable with it, you should’ve just told me.” he continues and you know that he means none of it at all.

“hyuck . . .” jeno warns him lowly but he waves his free hand dismissively to signal that it’s fine.

“wait, no!” you plead breathlessly and reach out for him in hopes that he’ll come back, but he doesn’t. suddenly, something prods against your folds through the fabric of your panties. jeno immediately finds your clit and starts to put pressure on the bundle of nerves instead, rendering you speechless as you turn your attention to your other boyfriend.

he starts to roll the bud in slow, steady, agonising circles. when you make eye contact, he only raises an eyebrow and then points his chin to donghyuck. you find yourself easily giving in—have you been that stressed from work?—and an airy moan of his name comes tumbling from your lips as you turn.

“is this favouritism that i’m seeing?” donghyuck scoffs in disapproval. you’re quick to whip your head back around and plead for him.

“it’s not! i’m just–“ you’ve cut yourself off when jeno pushes the tip of his finger into your entrance through the thin fabric of your underwear. “jen.” you gasp, wanting to turn to look at the perpetrator but donghyuck gently grabs your jaw to make eye contact with you.

“you’re just what?” the corners of his mouth curl upwards into a twisted smile, goading you silently as he brings his cockhead to your lips. you stick your tongue out to catch it, to hopefully be able to take him into your mouth and feel the burning stretch as he slowly pushes his cock into your throat, but he clicks his tongue whilst tapping his tip on the bed of your tongue.

“hyuckie . . .” your clit pulses when jeno’s fingers find it again to toy with them. “want your cock, please?”

“yeah? our little master wants their maids’ fat cocks in their holes?” you swallow thickly, nodding eagerly with every word that comes from donghyuck’s pouty lips.

“fuck, yes.”

“on all fours, pretty thing.”

you don’t even have enough time to process the instruction. jeno grabs you by the hips and pulls you into the correct position, leaving you barely scrambling to support your torso with your arms. instinctively, your back arches into a gentle curve, pushing your hips back for him.

“such a good and obedient one, aren’t you?” donghyuck praises you so sweetly that your stomach is filled with butterflies. one of his hands gently strokes underneath your chin teasingly and you pout, to which he chuckles and apologises by giving you a soft peck.

“we’re so blessed to have such a good pet for us, don’t we, hyuck?” you’re relishing in the shower of affection but are immediately brought to reality when a sudden sharp sting sears against your left asscheek. the satisfying smack reverberates through the room and your breath hitches in complete surprise. you turn to look at jeno who grins back at you, winking as he smooths his large palm over where he just spanked you.

“absolutely.” donghyuck choruses in agreement, grabbing your jaw once again to make you look at him instead. “open up, baby. what do you say when i let you suck me off?”

“thank you, hyuckie.”

“good.”

finally, you’re rewarded with the girth of his cock pushing past your lips at the same time that jeno pushes his warm tongue into you. you welcome them both eagerly, hips pushing back to feel more of the latter while you slowly take more and more of donghyuck’s cock. the slightly salty taste of precum fills your mouth as he reaches deeper until he hits the back of your throat.

“that’s it, baby, you’re so good for us,” he coos, hand moving to support your jaw, thumb caressing your cheekbone with a sweet smile on his face. spurred on by his praise, you moan softly around his cock as his hand slides to delve his fingers into your hair. the thick digits curl into your scalp, tugging at the locks to fuck your throat. the sting that comes with the impact barely registers in your mind, too lost in the feeling of being full that comes with him using your mouth for his own pleasure.

you feel jeno shuffling and rearranging himself behind you before he completely disappears. a whine is caught in the back of your throat, the vibrations making donghyuck buck his hips against your face a little harder.

“don’t worry little one, i’m still here,” jeno gives your clit a gentle kiss. his hands run up and down the expanse of your thigh, grabbing onto your hips to bring you down onto his face. your eyelids flutter shut, heat pooling at your core when his nose bumps against the hood of your clit while eating you out like a man starved. “tastes so fucking good.”

“don’t they, babe?” another string of praises comes from both your partners and your heart flutters in pride. your head starts to spin from jeno’s lips wrapped around your bundle of nerves and two fingers delving deep into your drooling cunt while donghyuck continues to facefuck you at a steady, rhythmic pace. you moan around his cock when jeno suddenly suckles, making your other partner groan, grinding his hips against your face. “moan like that for me again. keep doing what you’re doing, babe, fuck.”

jeno chuckles, one of his hands reaching around you to land another satisfying spank on your ass. although you had anticipated it, your brain’s inability to brace yourself for his strength only causes you to lurch forward as you suck and swallow generously around donghyuck’s cock. since you’ve been gifted a new position—sitting upright with jeno’s face as your seat—you’re able to wrap one hand around the remaining of his erection to stimulate what you can’t fit in your mouth.

“that’s it, baby, fuck, you always look so fucking gorgeous with my cock in your mouth,” he groans. “gonna start fucking your face, are you gonna let me use your throat, pretty thing?” he completely pulls you off of his cock, a mix of spit and his precum staining your lips in a glossy sheen. you moan, eyes fluttering shut when jeno slides in a third finger and starts to flick your clit with the tip of his tongue. “hey, hey, we’ve barely started and you’re already so fucked out, baby?”

donghyuck tugs at your hair a little harsher, vying for your attention until your eyes are finally on him. you’re gifted with an absolutely stunning view. his hair is slightly dishevelled, apron straps falling off of his broad shoulders to reveal more of his chest, frilly skirt pulled back to reveal his cock covered in the essence of your spit, all while smirking down at you.

“like the view, pretty?”

you nod, dazed but immediately snap to attention when jeno spanks your ass another time. the sting does nothing but make your walls clench around his fingers tighter. you can feel your orgasm slowly approaching, winding a knot in your lower belly.

“mmh, yeah.” your answer comes in a moan dragged from your throat. donghyuck pokes your bottom lip with his tip while he strokes himself slowly, a sadistic grin throning on his handsome features.

“yeah? you like being at our mercy?” he coos condescendingly, raising his eyebrows in mild amusement when you stick your tongue out at him to catch his cock. he lines himself up, letting his erection rest on the bed of your wet pink muscle, but he doesn’t shove it down your throat, no. instead, he pats his tip against it. “i’d expect nothing less from a cockhungry slut like you.”

with a vicious sneer, he probes your mouth open and starts to fuck your throat at a mind-numbing pace. you gag against him with every thrust into the back of your throat, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes from how sudden and painful it is but god, it only makes you wetter and your walls flutter around jeno’s thick digits. you do your best to swallow around his cock, eager to make him cum as you brace yourself with your hands on his thighs, blunt nails digging into the sturdy flesh but you’re torn between focusing on donghyuck and the stomach-flipping pleasure that comes from jeno’s mouth and hands.

you moan around donghyuck’s cock, eyes squeezing shut in pure bliss when jeno strikes against your ass again. the sharp pain only melts into a buzzing sensation that sends another rush of heat to your core, tightening the knot that’s forming in your lower belly.

��shit, keep doing that,” donghyuck groans from above you. the rhythm of his hips starts to get sloppier and more rushed, and you realise that jeno is trying to coax your orgasm by fucking his fingers into your core at the same speed as your boyfriend. “fuck, your mouth feels too fucking good. i’m gonna cum into your mouth and you’re gonna take it all like the good fuck toy you are, aren’t you?”

there’s no other option for you but to moan in order to answer him. you want to nod your head, however, all you can do is look up at him all doe-eyed in hopes you’re able to elicit a reaction from him. the knot in your lower belly starts to get tighter, thighs and core burning from trying not to sit on jeno’s face entirely while donghyuck uses your mouth. another sharp sting sends a rush of electricity straight to your pussy when he grips your hair tighter, scalp prickling from the sensation as you whine around his cock.

the vibrations of your throat push him over the edge. donghyuck pulls his cock from your mouth and you complain with a weak moan of his name.

“easy, baby. i’ll give you what you want.” he hisses sharply, hand stroking himself faster and faster as he points his tip to your lips. you immediately catch onto what he’s about to do. you part your lips and stick your tongue out for him to spill his load down your throat. “shit, you already know what to do; such a good little cocksleeve for me.”

your brain starts to melt between the praise coming from your boyfriend and the ceaseless ministrations from the other, hellbent on getting you to cum. lucky for jeno, you’re nearing your high and your hips have found a mind of their own, bucking into his face as you wrap your lips around donghyuck’s tip and start suckling on it gently.

“oh, fuck!”

just like that, he releases into your mouth, thick white ropes shooting far down your throat. at the same time, the knot in your belly snaps, sending soft waves of pleasure to your brain and the tips of your fingers as you cum all over your other boyfriend’s face.

“that’s it, baby, give me everything,” jeno grunts softly around your throbbing clit. your walls flutter around his fingers as they continue to delve deeper, brushing against your g-spot as he fingerfucks you through your orgasm. he gives soft pecks to your throbbing clit while the muscles of your thighs tremble slightly from holding up your weight.

you eagerly swallow everything that goes down your throat, the slight bitterness of his cum tasting so delectable on your tongue. when you’re sure that you have everything cleaned up, you stick your tongue out for donghyuck. he takes your wet muscle between a hooked index finger and his thumb, pulling at it tenderly to inspect it further.

“such a good fuck toy, i don’t even need to let you know what you should be doing.” he tugs your jaw open, gathering spit in his mouth before he lets it drip from his lips and down to your tongue. you can taste the japanese black tea that he had earlier as you swallow it and he pats your cheek condescendingly as a form of wordless praise.

your head spins from the aftermath of your orgasm and how mean donghyuck is being to you that you barely register that jeno is still fingerfucking you. you look down at him, beads of sweat pricking at his hairline as he dutifully continues to eat you out.

“jeno,” you mewl meekly, hips rolling onto his face. his sharp eyes momentarily meet yours. he winks at you only to continue with more fervour this time, lapping at your juices and sucking at your throbbing clit whilst his digits curl deep into your walls, fingertips easily pressing against the soft, gummy roof with every thrust inside. “no, fuck, jeno, i can’t– sensitive!” you can barely string a sentence together and he’s enjoying every second of it, urging you to come apart a second time.

his continuous ministrations have your thighs trembling as the knot in your stomach tightens once again. there’s no way you can avoid it any longer. the second that he moans around your clit, hot white spreads throughout your body as your walls gush around his fingers a second time, making a mess with your head thrown back and your fingers fisting the sheets as your entire body tightens up.

“did you cum again, baby?” donghyuck coos. you shakily nod your head, tears forming at the corners of your eyes as you gaze at him weakly.

“always tastes so sweet, hyuck,” jeno groans under his breath as he effortlessly manoeuvres you so your back is on the bed. your other boyfriend props your head and neck properly with the silk pillows.

from head to toe, your entire body is buzzing from the aftermath of having two orgasms less than ten minutes apart. you lazily look over at your two boyfriends who are rejoicing in a sweet exchange of what appears to be an innocent kiss. the corners of your lips curl upwards into a smile but it immediately disappears when jeno shoves his fingers—stained with your pearlescent slick—into donghyuck’s mouth and the latter eagerly cleans up the mess.

you tip your head back, the visuals being too much for you to handle especially when you’re still coming down from your two simultaneous highs. your poor clit is throbbing from the incessant abuse yet a heavy pulse tells you that you crave for more.

“like what you see, y/n?” jeno’s slight rasp calling out your name gains your attention and you peek up to see them both moving towards you. he settles himself between your still trembling thighs while donghyuck leans down to give you a kiss, tongue shoving itself past your lips so you can taste yourself on him. you moan into the kiss and right when your hands start to wander, you’re both being forced apart only for jeno to take your chin and kiss you instead.

“aww, our jeno is jealous, how cute.” if you weren’t so hot and bothered, you’d be giggling and teasing along. he nibbles your bottom lip and it pulls out a moan from you, back arching delicately into him. his hand nimbly runs to your lower back to support you, all while your other third giggles and pushes your hair back. “we can’t wait to ruin our cute little master.”

when oxygen becomes a necessity, you’re forced to pull away. donghyuck’s words echo dangerously in your mind and you look at him pouting.

“what?” that was all that you manage to exhale in a single breath.

“well, since it’s your birthday, pretty,” jeno begins as he sets you back down gently. he handles you like you’re made out of the finest china and it makes your heart flutter every time. “why don’t you tell us the one thing you’ve been wanting to try for quite some time?”

wait . . . he surely doesn’t mean that, does he?

“there’s no reason to be shy, baby. we don’t bite, do we, nono?” although their tone is light and encouraging, you feel like mere prey at the mercy of your two big, mean predators who are ready to devour you. their gazes are heavy and full of lust, not one of them even doing anything to hide it. “well, even if we do, we know you’ll moan prettily for us like you always do.”

that’s your cue to groan, eyes screwing shut knowing that you’ve fallen right where they want you to. they’re definitely thinking about it. they know that you know that they know. they just want you to say it out loud.

you’ve talked to them about it before. at first, they were apprehensive about the idea. it took a lot of convincing on your part to even get them to entertain the idea but your efforts are not in vain it seems. you’ve whispered sins into their ears, and planted seeds of lust, all to coax them into fucking you in one hole instead of two.

“c’mon,” jeno hums, using the hold he has on your chin as leverage to tilt your gaze back onto him and donghyuck. “use your words, otherwise we won’t know what you want.”

your cheeks are burning hot as they lean over your body, heat once again pooling at your core. a sharp throb ebbs in your clit as you imagine the stretch that comes with having both of their cocks in your cunt, rearranging your guts as they toss you around like a mere doll. you look up at them through your eyelashes, blessed with the view of your boyfriends with their lips swollen and red, cocks standing at attention while they still don their dishevelled maid outfits diligently.

“i . . .” you attempt but the words quickly die in your throat. you look over at jeno who gives you an encouraging nod. then, your eyes flit over to donghyuck who’s also doing the same but with a teasing edge to it, all to push you to admit your fantasies to them. “both . . . i want both of your cocks . . . in my pussy.”

“yeah? is that what you want, pretty thing?” donghyuck’s right hand is wrapped around his cock while his other reaches for your sensitive yet needy cunt. “we’ve always been giving you both of our cocks though, don’t we, nono?” he pouts, looking at your other third at the same time he starts to slide his middle finger between your folds.

“don’t see what’s the difference there, baby.” jeno joins in on faking having no idea what you’re talking about. “we always give you both in your pussy.”

“fuck,” you whine in desperation as donghyuck’s finger circles your clit then runs back down to your entrance, poking the tip in only to pull it back out. “i want both your cocks in my pussy at the same time.”

“how badly do you want it?” your eyes narrow at donghyuck’s disposition to tease you and make you beg. he only cocks an eyebrow upward with a malicious smirk, pressing down on your clit to rub figure eights to remind you that he’s the one in charge—not you.

“please fuck me, with both your cocks in my pussy,” you plead breathily, reaching out for both their hands. jeno is the one who makes contact first while donghyuck caresses your cheek so tenderly that you lean into his soft palm, smiling so sweetly at you. “want them both at the same time, please!”

a moan spills from your throat when donghyuck shoves two fingers into your cunt. the heel of his palm easily bumps against your throbbing clit in an effort to get you to stumble over your words as your fingers intertwine with jeno’s and the worst part is, it’s working perfectly in his favour.

“what was that?” jeno hums, squeezing your joined hands. your heavy-lidded eyes flit over to the snowy-haired male and a whimper of his name is stuck in the back of your throat. you want to glare at him but the stern gaze that he’s giving you makes it clear that there’s no room for being a brat. “better be grateful we’re going to give you what you want, pretty.”

“he’s right, baby.” donghyuck starts to slowly drag his digits in and out of your drooling cunt.

“please, please,” you try again, desperate for something more—something that’ll render you completely speechless and draw your mind blank. an idea pops into your head and you’re about sixty percent sure it’ll work. “i want both of my maids’ cocks stuffing my pussy full. i want both of you to ruin me, turn your master into your shared cocksleeve, please?”

you know you hit the jackpot when you catch their cocks throb and twitch impatiently at your sultry words. they exchange brief looks before jeno is hooking your left leg over his shoulder while donghyuck pushes your other thigh apart to accommodate them both.

“now we gotta make sure you can fit us both.” a dark grin encompasses jeno’s features as he leans forward to give your throbbing clit a kiss and you feel a hot pulse.

“you can barely fit one of us, don’t tell me you’re being greedy.” donghyuck raises an eyebrow to challenge you.

“have we spoiled you so often that you’re getting cocky now, baby?”

before you can even defend yourself, jeno’s middle and index fingers join donghyuck’s, drawing a breathy, desperate moan from your lips as your head tips back. the stretch from having their digits inside of you at the same time is giving you a mere taste of what’s coming next and you’re already breathless.

“no,” you groan. “i can fit both, i swear!”

donghyuck reaches for your jaw with his other hand to force your attention on them, making you watch them as the sloppy, squelching sounds of your slick fill the room. jeno, however, brings your intertwined hands to his lips, giving you a kiss on your knuckles as he winks at you. your stomach flutters restlessly and your walls clench around them both in a mix of trepidation and excitement, wondering just what comes next.

“i don’t know, can you?” it’s jeno’s turn to taunt and you tighten around him, clit throbbing around his words. he leans into the sensitive bud and lets a fat globule of spit land squarely. the contrast between the hot liquid and the cool air conditioning in your room sends a shiver up your spine, rendering you speechless when donghyuck reaches over to take your clit into his mouth and suckle gently on it instead.

“fuck, hyuckie,” you pant hotly, squeezing your intertwined hands the same time your cunt does. donghyuck slides in a second finger and now you’re stretched out with four thick and long digits delving deep into your core, rubbing against your g-spot to force another orgasm out of you. “shit, i can, i promise! i– i’ll take everything even if i can’t. you’ll make me take it . . . right?” your voice dies down at the end of the sentence but their sinister smiles only grow bigger.

“oh, baby,” jeno starts to fuck into your cunt faster, curling his digits into a firm hook to guide both himself and donghyuck deeper, watching your face scrunch up cutely from the pleasure of having too much at once. “of course, we will. that’s why we’re stretching you out first - we’re preparing you for our fat cocks.”

“though, it looks like you won’t be able to take it.” donghyuck pouts, taunting you over your reactions. “your little pussy is wrapping around us so tightly. you can barely handle one of us and now you want us both at the same time?”

“i can!” you mewl in a desperate attempt to redeem yourself but his words do nothing but send your head into a tailspin. the wet sounds of your juices squelching noisily in tandem with the rhythm and speed that their fingers are dragging in and out of your cunt mercilessly. “i can, i promise.” once again, tears spring from the corners of your eyes when jeno leans forward to play with your throbbing clit, driving you towards your third orgasm.

your heart is racing wildly against your ribcage, your body set alight from your orgasms but it doesn’t seem like your boyfriends are going to stop any time soon. broken moans and cries of their names fall from your quivering lips, wet droplets gliding down your burning cheeks as they grin cheekily at you. with your walls fluttering around their joined fingers and squirming with every harsh, strong suck from jeno, the telltale signs that your third orgasm is near is clear as day.

“fuck, i’m gonna cum, i can’t– jeno, i’m gonna cum!”

the knot in your belly is tightening, ready to snap and break and wash over you with complete euphoric bliss, but it disappears right when you’re about to cum.

both your partners pull out their fingers and completely withdraw themselves from you, getting into seated positions instead as they smile innocently at you. they planned this. they definitely planned this against you. you could taste your climax on the tip of your tongue but it’s immediately stripped away from you, leaving your cunt gaping and clenching around nothing in desperation for release. you’re left with a sickly buzz in your body, too turned on to fight but too lightheaded to even do anything about it.

“jen, hyuck, that was evil.” your poor attempt to complain to them has your voice coming out in a weak croak, worn and dry from having screamed and cried out their names for who knows how long already. hydrating was in the back of your mind now—all you want is to cum and you’re going to do it with your boyfriends’ cocks inside you.

“it wasn’t evil, it’s called keeping you on your toes, little master.” of course, donghyuck has the smart retort ready to fire back at you.

“if you want to cum, you have to beg for it. i think we’ve been spoiling you rotten for too long.” jeno leans back, wrapping his slick-stained hand around his cock. donghyuck mirrors his movements as they jerk themselves off to you with shameless grins on their faces knowing that they have absolute control and power over you.

“jen, hyuck, please,” you whine as you shakily get up from your position on shaky arms, trying to support yourself properly. despite your vision being clouded with tears, you do your best to make eye contact with them both as you get on all fours, crawling towards jeno. “please, i want your cocks so fucking bad, i need them in my pussy now.”

when you’re closer to jeno, he guides your hips with his free hand while donghyuck helps you out with his other, making sure to sandwich you between their bodies. you straddle him, shakily hovering over him while he continues to fist himself.

“yeah? think you deserve both of our cocks at once, pretty thing?” donghyuck purrs into your ear. he slowly sinks your hips lower and lower until your folds are on jeno’s girthy, veiny cock. you whimper when you finally feel him, warm against you, veins throbbing which sends a hot pulse to your clit when his tip catches onto your hood.

“fuck, yes,” you whine, hands propped onto jeno’s chest to support yourself. “i need both of your cocks in my pussy, please, want you both to stretch me out and fuck me til i’m begging for your mercy. i need you both to absolutely fuck me stupid and ruin me for your own pleasure, please.”

“is that so?” donghyuck massages your hip, rocking his cock against your entrance but never quite slipping in as you want him to. “what do you think, nono? should we give our little master what they want?”

jeno, with his silvery hair splayed out underneath him, has his cat ears almost slipping off of his head while he looks between you and your other third. the corners of his lips curl upwards into a boyish grin, eyes forming half-crescents as he entertains the idea in his head.

“i think we should. they look so desperate and pathetic that i kind of feel bad.” his bottom lip juts out into a pout.

your cheeks burn from being both embarrassed and flustered at the slight turn of events where they’re talking like you’re not even there. you should feel nothing but a little upset that they’re practically ignoring you but fuck, your needy pussy is clenching around the air from the blatant ignoring.

“hmm, you know what? you’re right. i think it’s time we give our sweet angel what they want.”

without warning, donghyuck pushes his cock past your entrance, stretching your walls out with his girth as a guttural groan falls from his lips and right into your ear. chills run down your spine when you hear your name whispered in a hot breath as he finally buries himself inside of you.

“oh shit, you’re way too tight, baby,” donghyuck hisses, both hands on your hips to steady your trembling form. by then, you’ve already fallen with your cheek against jeno’s chest, barely strong enough to hold yourself up even on all fours. you feel so full after being denied what you wanted most, struggling to do anything but moan out in pure pleasure. you can feel his cock throb and twitch gently within your tight walls, tip poking against the roof of your cervix with an unspoken threat to do more. “how are you gonna—shit—how are you gonna fit jeno’s cock too, huh?”

you feel his cockhead poke against the hood of your clit again, deliberately rolling it around to mix his precum and your juices together. you whine out his name in defeat, accidentally squeezing around donghyuck who groans out once again from the sudden movement.

“are you sure you’re gonna be able to fit us both, little one?” jeno pushes your hair back, trying to get a good look at you from your current position with your cheek pressed up against his chest. you lift your head up to give him your best doe eyes, pleading wordlessly with your trembling bottom lip as you nod eagerly.

“want you both, i promise i can take it. you’ll make it fit, right?” those magic words easily have both men groaning in tandem with your filthy words. apparently, it’s enough to convince jeno and so he does exactly what he had been begged to do: fit both his cock and donghyuck’s in your tight pussy.

“we’ll make it fit, alright,” jeno reassures you with a kiss on the crown of your head.

donghyuck pulls himself out until his tip lingers at your entrance to make room for jeno, who’s making sure not to hurt you too much. your nails dig into his biceps as your forehead falls against his clavicle, pushing your hips back to help them.

“shit, wait, over here.” since donghyuck has a clearer view, he helps your third find his way to your entrance until he pushes past it, finally fitting both their cocks into your pussy. “that’s it, yeah, you got it.” the praise isn’t directed to you yet you felt butterflies in your stomach, walls fluttering restlessly around both their cocks.

“oh, fucking hell.” a string of profanities falls from jeno’s mouth as they slowly push their cocks into you. the stretch that donghyuck’s cock gave you is nothing compared to the stretch of their two cocks sliding into your pussy.

you’ve gone completely limp to the bone and your legs feel like nothing but jelly. if it wasn’t for them holding you up, they wouldn’t be able to slide in this easily. your walls clench nervously from the intrusion, rendering you absolutely speechless and sending your head into a tailspin.

“‘s too much . . .” you mumble dumbly against jeno’s exposed skin but a harsh spank against your ass wakes you up almost immediately.

“you said you wanted us both in your little cunt and now you say it’s too much?” jeno seethes from underneath you while donghyuck tuts in disapproval. his dark words come in a deep growl, rumbling from his chest and only making you squeeze around them tighter. “fuck, don’t do that.”

“this is– fuck, this is something else.” donghyuck grunts under his breath as they continue to bully their cocks into your walls.

after what feels like forever, they’re finally buried inside you completely, tips generously kissing the roof of your cervix as they stay completely still to let you get used to the position and stretch. you’ve never felt this full before, where you can feel both their cocks twitching against each other, veins throbbing desperately.

“feeling good, baby? how are we feeling?” jeno pushes your hair away from your face so your nose and mouth wouldn’t be blocked when you breathe.

“so good . . .” that’s all that you can moan out, blissed out already. “you can . . . move . . please move . . .”

donghyuck is the first to start slowly thrusting into you as he grunts your name, firm hands gripping your hips and rocking them against his own. a broken moan gets caught in the back of your throat, tears streaming down your face because everything is too much all at once but it feels so good.

“should’ve known our slutty little master would get off from something dirty like this,” jeno tuts. you want to argue that it’s not true but all that is heard from you is a mewl of pleasure when jeno starts to move too.

there’s no opportunity for you to catch your breath at all. when one cock slides in, the other slides out in a never-ending cycle of pleasure that turns your brain completely blank.

“how are you so fucking tight?” donghyuck’s hand lands a heavy spank against your ass, making you jolt forward but he pulls you back onto his cock to bully the tip against the gummy roof. a sharp jolt of electricity rushes down your spine when he grabs your hair to pull your head back to look at jeno. “what kind of faces are they making, jeno?”

said male groans when he sees your fucked out expression, eyes rolling back and drool seeping from the corner of your lips as you desperately hold onto him for some illusion of control.

“the same cute faces when we fuck ‘em stupid.” one of his hands moves from your hips to your cheek, easily pulling your lips apart to slide his thumb in. he pries your jaw open and is met with little to no resistance as you moan for him through heavy-lidded eyes. “we’ve barely done anything and they’re already looking all dumb and adorable, hyuck.”

“yeah?” the other pants hotly, snaking around your body to lift you up into a kneeling position. “i expect nothing less from ‘em, really.”

jeno immediately catches on and gets up, making sure he doesn’t accidentally slip his cock from your tight cunt. they easily manhandle you until your knees are held to your chest while the other supports your weight.

you can barely catch up with what’s happening until you feel them far deeper inside your guts like they aren’t deep enough already. you feel them pushing harshly against your lower belly that you’re surprised there’s no bulge poking from your stomach.

they start fucking up into you and your hands fly to jeno’s shoulders, holding onto him for dear life as a broken scream of pleasure is ripped from your throat. tears spill down your cheeks once again from the mind-numbing sensation that sets your veins alight from head to toe.

“can’t believe you’re such a whore,” jeno grunts into your ear. his blunt nails dig into the back of your thighs as he continues ramming into you with reckless abandon, relishing in the way your walls wrap around his cock and the gentle friction that comes with donghyuck’s cock doing the same.

“‘m not . . .” you weakly whimper but it’s interrupted with a loud moan when donghyuck snakes his arm around your body to tap and roll your clit.

“you’re not? then why are you so tight, huh?” he challenges and you can hear the smirk in his voice. “why do you have two cocks in your greedy cunt if you’re not?” he twists the throbbing bud between his index finger and thumb and your back arches into jeno, disrupting the rhythm but only for a brief second.

“only sluts like you squeeze desperately around cocks when degraded.” jeno huffs, gently squeezing the flesh of your thighs and thrusting into you with added strength as if to prove a point.

your lips part, ready to refute them, but all that comes out is a broken moan of their names garbled together. your eyes immediately roll to the back of your head as their thrusts start to become stronger and more desperate, hitting all the right spots that stars start to dot constellations in your vision and your orgasm starts to creep closer.

“‘m gonna–“ your voice is cut off by another moan of pleasure when they lose their rhythm and thrust into you at the same time, leaving you gasping for air at the sudden change. “please!” you don’t even know what you’re begging for at this point as your body aches for release, ready to spill at any given moment.

“shit, already?”

“fuck, i’m close too.”

your entire body burns from being tussled around and used like a mere toy but it only tightens the familiar knot in your lower belly. you can barely moan for them anymore—all that comes from your dry throat are silent cries of pleasure that you can hope they hear. sandwiched between two stronger bodies with the stench of hot sex emanating off all three of you encourages you to chase after your high.

“you wanna cum, baby? wanna make a mess all over both– ohh, fuck, don’t clench like that.” donghyuck is struggling to catch his breath, thrusts uneven and sloppy. “yeah, fuck, cum all over our cocks.”

“be a good fucktoy and cum for us,” jeno growling into your ear pushes you over the edge entirely.

hot white spreads from your belly, goosebumps rippling all over your body as your walls gush around them and coat their cocks in a sweet, milky white essence. your entire mind goes blank as chills run up your spine as you’re drowned in absolute ecstasy, seeing stars in your vision as a translucent liquid spills all over jeno’s cock and abdomen.

“shit, you fuckin’–�� jeno doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before he’s spilling his seed into you. before you can even register it, donghyuck reaches his climax just heartbeats after and your head falls forward to rest against jeno’s shoulder. you can feel their cocks twitching and throbbing from the aftermath, covered in a mixture of thick cum that overflows past your plugged hole and down their shaft.

“oh, fucking hell.” the both of them stay perfectly still as they catch their breaths, panting and shuddering from the mind-numbing sex. “i’ll– wait, lemme pull out first.”

everything else that happens after is a blur. your entire body is spent, and so are theirs, but they’re going the extra mile to take care of you. you don’t really know what they’re up to but you’re immediately sobering up when you feel them cosying up to you from your sides. there’s a gentle shadow that casts upon your face followed by a gentle smooching sound. the corners of your lips curl into a soft smile when the love is shared with you, lips finding your cheeks as your lovers pull you into their embrace.

“how are we feeling, y/n?” donghyuck noses at your neck, planting open-mouthed kisses along your shoulder.

“mmh,” you whisper softly. your throat is too dry and raw from all the screaming and moaning that you can barely say anything. “‘m good.”

“wanna chill a little before we move on to aftercare?” jeno pushes locks of your hair away from your face, devoting a sweet gaze on you.

“mhm. sounds good.” you manage to nod and voice out your agreement, and you’re glad that they’re giving you some downtime before what could possibly end up with another round in the shower. “i love you so much, jeno. i love you so much too, donghyuck.”

“we love you too, baby.” they chorus together.

“now rest up. i’ll get you some water.” donghyuck, although reluctant to leave, takes one for the team but you know he’s going to be racing back as soon as possible.

“happy birthday, my love,” jeno whispers into your ear, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

this is one hell of a happy birthday for you.

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a/n: hiii, merry Christmas Eve if you celebrate!! I hope you all stay warm and enjoy your winter <3 also I forgot to put a read more on this one so sorry about that lolol

warnings/genre: gn language but y/n wears skirts, shorts and dresses and stuff, fluff, mentions of food and slight cat calling/harassment in seungmin’s (guys stare at u and whisper shit), discomfort in revealing clothing in hyunjin but that’s a really bad way of explaining it so see for yourself if u want

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-he always keeps his arm around you at public events, so when you were at a dinner party to celebrate the release of his new album he could feel how cold your skin was

-the dress was suggested to you by a stylist since you didn’t really know what to wear, but someone call irene cuz…

-you were constantly pulling down the skirt, and he could feel you shuffling like every five seconds because just breathing made the dress ride up

-“are you okay?? wanna go home?” And you, who’s literally eating the best fucking food you’ve ever tasted and having the time of ur life supporting ur boyfriend obviously shot down his offer

-so he took the coat he came in with because suddenly this takes place in the winter and puts it over your lap, before kissing the top of your head.

“Tell me if you’re uncomfortable, okay? We can leave any time.”

lee know

-lovingly already giving you shit about it before you even leave the house

-“baby, I love you and all and I think you look amazing but those shorts are gonna be uncomfortable as hell”

-“hoes never give up their clothes”

-he didn’t wanna be overbearing so he was like “whatever nerd let’s go”

-you guys were sitting outside and you were already pulling your shorts down, minho only noticing when you entered a grocery store because wtf why r they so cold

-gives you the “I told you so” look and forces u to take his jacket :>

“wrap it around your waist idiot, tell me if you want to go home.”

changbin

-ur probably gonna have to ask him bevause dawg doesn’t realize

-but when you do tell him he’s like !!! “Oh my god I’m so sorry, of course you can have my jacket!!” and he’s holding ur hand all reassuringly and apologizing n ur like “it’s ok I was literally just unbearably cold”

-feels so bad that he didn’t notice how u were literally freezing to death :,)

-bonus is you get to see him roll the sleeves up of his collared shirts + he gets to see you comfortably enjoying yourself so everyone wins

“I’m so sorry again!! Tell me if you need anything else, okay?”

hyunjin

-your supporting your boyfriend at a little formal party, and it was an indoor event at a familiar location that has never been uncomfortable ever in your life

-and then it was uncomfortable, you were just rubbing your legs and the feeling of leather on bare skin was weird and why the hell was it so cold??

-but you looked so hot in this dress ?? so what can someone do. you didn’t mind dressing up, but being in such a weird environment made you dream of the pajama pants you’d put on when you got home

-hyunjin takes his suit’s blazer off and casually slides it over to you without even blinking an eye, as you look up like ??? dawg I didn’t even say anything and he’s just like “I know~~”

-he just knows you very well and he also likes the trope of u wearing his suit jacket after a party, so he insists you keep it because u look so cute

“I can just tell when you’re uncomfortable! I’m a psychic, hehe >:]”

han

-“eeee i don’t like this dress, I feel weird in it”

-“omg babe no!! u look so good :>”

-“no my legs r just cold”

-feels like a superhero and the coolest boyfriend ever to put his coat over your lap, he’s so proud of himself :,)

-he feels like he’s the protag of some romance drama, n he loves it!! and you’re no longer freezing ur ass off so thank goodness

-pretends to forget his coat so he can see you wear it on the way home or something like that

“hehehe, you look cute! do you need anything else? aren’t I just the best?”

felix

-idk he’d probably forget a jacket too so you’d both be awkwardly freezing at a restaurant so we’re gonna put you in an award ceremony

-you were his +1! so you dressed up extra nice for the evening, and you sat next to him as winners came up with their thank you speeches

-I think he’s very attentive to you if you guys go out together cuz he wants you to enjoy every moment with him!!

-so he notices v quickly when you use the table cloth as a blanket for your lap or shake your legs, and he hurriedly gives you his suit jacket so you don’t feel so uncomfortable

-kisses your cheek after, and when cameras catch this cute asf moment you two go trending on twt for 24 hours :,) you guys are just so cute together!!

“Does it feel better than the table cloth? I thought so, I can ask staff for something more accommodating, just let me know <3”

seungmin

-you guys are taking the train home after a day out, and you’re just scrolling on your phone before he leans over

-“the guys across from us are looking at you, do you wanna move?”

-you decide to just stay as the only free seats were reserved for others who needed it more, so you just say like 180 degrees away from them

-you could hear them whispering, and you subconsciously pulled your shorts down, not even knowing if that’s what the problem was

-you tried to ignore the gawking before you saw a grey hoodie fly over your lap, seungmin gently holding your waist to turn you back forward and giving the guys across from you the most uncomfortable eye contact until they stop

“Weirdos. Don’t feel insecure or anything by them, probably just never seen someone as hot as you before…”

jeongin

-trips over his two feet to get to you

-you guys planned for lunch at a cafe, and while you were waiting for him you texted “omg this skirt is so uncomfortable lolol” and next thing you know someone’s sprinting at you full force while holding their jacket

-it’s your loving boyfriend who broke into a sprint the second he read your text

-“h-here, put this over your lap if you want” “how far did you run??” “bro just take it I beg”

-you can’t help but laugh because he’s so out of breath and didn’t even mind the eyes staring at him because he was just running in a panicked frenzy

-boyfriend mode: activated

“I’m not a simp, shut up. Just want you to feel comfortable you loser. (lovingly)

#stray kids imagines #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader

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theysaidhush · 11 months

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okay i really need to get this off my mind so, imagine cat hybrid!jungwon who lives w his owner in an apartment and one day while he's sunbathing by the window, he sees you, a pretty fluffly cat hybrid brushing your tail across the building, and he's intrigued

you notice him too and give him a shy little wave and smile and jungwon thinks he's been lovestruck. everyday he'd perch by the window in hopes of seeing u more and it goes on like this for two weeks until both of your owners notice and arrange a surprise play date together.

u both instantly hit it off, but as soon as your owners left to get some food, jungwon immediately mounts you, kissing ur ears and biting ur neck. he doesn't know what came over him he just knows he couldn't hold himself back anymore, all he wants is to claim and breed you, so be a good kitty and let him make you his? ♡ (yes same anon hehe)

Ahah you might think I’m crazy but I’m writing a whole ass oneshot about this one too because it’s so good and it made me so horny when I read it. But not the type of horny like saying "I’m horny" online, the type of I’m horny in real life fr ugh 🥵

Anyway, I’m literally putting rich!Jay as Jungwon’s owner and poor student!Jake as your owner because sorry not sorry but I’ll definitely do a spin-off of this.

Spoiler for the end !!! Imagine that weeks after you show sign of pregnancy (cmon they’re indoor cat who cares if you get pregnant) and Jake knock on Jay’s door like "G’day mate, your cat got mine pregnant" and Jay just blink because his sweet boy fucked the neighbour’s cat (aka you) so hard and nice that he got you pregnant.

About this spin-off, it’s definitely gonna end in a foursome because I’m a whore, no questions asked no answers needed. You’re in heat and presenting for your sweet and caring owner, so he fucks you dumb on the balcony so Jungwon can see that your HIS pet, and then everything goes downhill when Jungwon get a whiff of your smell, so he somehow manage to get to you both and tell you what a good kitty you are because you’re lapping his dick as if it’s covered in your favorite treat. Jay come back from work and know that his cat is at Jake’s since he’s not here and just goes at his friend house, only to see the both of them slamming their cock into you, trying to fuck your heat out of you. And what a sight, he can’t help it, he gotta watch you and jerk off.

Oufff 😮‍💨 it’s so messy, my mind going crazy, I think it’s the word mount who gets me going on, I don’t know why but it’s so sexyyyy..

It’s out !!!-> The cat from across the garden.

#-> ♡ (my favorite anon but hush it’s a secret) <-#why are my tags so long #kinda too lazy to do an aesthetic #and I enjoy being weird or different so I just give nicknames to y’all #be ready #gneheh #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #jungwon hard thoughts #jungwon smut #jungwon hard hours

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despazito · 9 months

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I’m sorry people are clowning on your post when you are objectively correct about the UK’s biodiversity situation. Also, their cultural opposition to indoor cats kills me 😩

It's very strange, the UK is simultaneously a culture of animal lovers but has also been so functionally removed from healthy wildlife populations and environmentally conscious animal agri practices it really skews their perception on animal/human relationships imo

The historic british model of agriculture that was also exported to the colonies of parceling up land and purging your tract of any perceived threat to livestock and making neat little monoculture gardens is not universal, but there's a perceived notion that this is just how it is and we therefore shouldn't do things like farm animals for consumption or materials.

Meanwhile plenty of other cultures (including the ones they eradicated) practiced more sustainable modes of farming but settlers couldn't perceive something like forest gardens as a real form of gardening and dismissed it as uncivilized and "untamed" land.

And then most animal interactions had are with domestics which then gets projected onto wildlife encounters so you get things like fox feeders ushering wild foxes to sleep on their beds. and this crazy anthropomorphizing that like, cats have a legal humanitarian right to get hit by a car and that wearing fur is ontologically evil. It fascinates me so

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paintyoureyeswithavividmind · 10 months

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close to home | chapter twenty

plot: the reader, Carol, and Tyreese struggle on the road to Terminus

series masterlist

Pairing: Eventual Daryl Dixon x f!reader Word Count: 2,025 Warnings: violence, blood, injury A/N: thanks for reading!

He wasn't thrilled about finding the group of men Daryl now walked with. He didn’t care about any of them, and after the altercation with Len about the damn rabbit, he wanted to disappear. But he knew how dangerous it was to be alone and couldn’t stomach the idea.

When Joe started asking about his plan, his only thought was of you. Even though you were only friends, his plans always revolved around you. Early morning hunting trips, going out on runs, keeping each other company during watch. Watching you play with Tora in the cell block when you didn’t know he was looking. His plan was his family, and you were a part of that. But now that was gone, and he had no plans anymore.

“Are you a cat person, Daryl?” Joe asked him.

His words froze Daryl, and he looked up at Joe. They had just finished taking down a few walkers after finding a place to settle in for the night.

“I am,” Joe continued, “Loved ‘em since I was three years old. Vicious creatures. Anyway, I’ll tell you, and this is true. Ain’t nothing sadder than an outdoor cat that thinks he’s an indoor cat.” Joe said.

Daryl thought about that for a second, ignoring how it made him feel, before saying, “Yeah, I can tell you’re a cat person.”

Joe turned back and looked at him. “How so?” He laughed.

“You can just tell who’s a cat person.”

***

Since leaving the house, you managed to walk another mile before needing Carol’s help. They wanted to take a break, but you didn’t allow that; you just wanted to get to Terminus. You wanted to be safe.

You were only about a mile out when a walker appeared, and Tyreese took Judith from Carol before she went to handle the problem. Nearly as soon as the walker dropped, you heard the sound of dozens more. Your eyes widened at the amount approaching you, and Carol jogged towards you guys.

You scooped up Tora, and then after passing Judith to Carol, Tyreese picked you up. You groaned at the pain in your side and squeezed Tora, making sure she didn’t run away.

The idea of Tyreese carrying you made you want to cry. You felt like a problem to them, and more importantly, you didn’t want to get them killed. But Tyreese held you tightly and didn’t seem to stall at the extra weight.

Carol led you guys around a bend where you hid. Tyreese set you down and crouched around the corner, watching with Carol. You couldn’t see a thing, but you held tightly to Tora and breathed deeply, hoping the small herd would pass.

You glanced at them, wincing when it looked like they were about to start running, when gunshots echoed in the distance. Tora chirruped, and you squeezed her as she struggled to escape your arms. You were used to fighting the cat and keeping her where she was.

After a few long, quiet minutes, the herd had passed, and they helped you up and back to the tracks.

“That gunfire, it could’ve been to Terminus,” You said, balancing on one foot to keep the weight off your side. Tyreese had his arm around you and was holding you steady.

“Someone was attacking them,” Carol said, “Or they were attacking someone.”

“Do we even want to find out?” Tyreese asked, looking between you two.

Carol was the one to speak, bouncing Judith on her hip. Your bow and arrow were slung around her. “Yeah. There’s another track due east that’ll get us there. We’ll be real careful. We’ll get answers.”

With the silent agreement between the three of you, you started to head to the other track. But you winced after a few steps, and Tyreese made you pause. He had you put Tora in his bag, carefully zipping it so she had enough air to breathe but couldn’t escape, and then picked you up.

“I’m okay…” You said, though, it was fruitless. “Thank you. I’m sorry.”

Tyreese only shook his head. “We’re family. If you could, I’m sure you’d do this for me.” Then he smiled, and you laughed too. “I’m sure you’d try.”

An hour later, you were leaning against a tree with Judith and watching Tyreese and Carol approach a guy outside the small building you found. You anxiously bit on your fingernail as you watched them hold a gun to your head. You weren’t close enough to hear what they were saying, but after a minute, they were tying him up and giving you a signal to come over.

You limped over to them, Tora leading the way. Judith fussed on your hip, and you handed her off to Tyreese when you got to the building.

“They got Michonne and Carl,” Tyreese said to you quietly, “That’s all we know.”

You let out a shaky breath and blinked back a few tears. Michonne and Carl. They were alive. That was the best news you had heard all day. You took a deep breath and finally smiled, looking at Tyreese. He returned his own.

Carol already had a plan going, and she walked out the door. You limped after her, and Tyreese was half in and half out.

“Carol, I want to go with you.” You said, “I don’t know what you’re doing, but I wanna help. That’s Carl and Michonne. Who knows if anyone else made it.”

She turned around and looked at you, then at Tyreese. “(Y/N), you have to stay here. You are still healing, and there are going to be walkers everywhere. You can’t.”

You tried to think of another excuse, another way to go with her. But you couldn’t think of anything. You knew you’d slow her down, and that would be dangerous. As much as you wanted to help, as much as you were dying to help, you knew it was better to stay here.

“Okay, okay,” You finally nodded. “Good luck.”

Carol was gone in a second, and Tyreese grabbed your arm to help you back into the building. He sat you on the floor, then put Judith down, checking your stitches. There was some blood, but as you looked the best you could, there was no sign of infection.

“You did good,” You told him. “Finding the medicine. You probably saved my life.”

Tyreese smiled at you as the man spoke from across the room. “She got a name?” He nodded toward the baby.

“Judith,” Tyreese said.

You watched carefully as they spoke. Your hand is tight around the machete. You assessed the guy as an asshole, and if you were feeling better, you would’ve killed him for taunting Tyreese the way he was. But you were in a lot of pain after all the walking, and you could barely stand.

You were vaguely aware of gunfire, explosion, and then the sound of walkers outside. Tyreese ran to the other side of the room, and you attempted to sit up and watch him, to try and see outside the window.

Everything happened at once. You knew the man moved as quickly as he wrapped his arms around your throat, pulling you backward by the neck. You screamed in pain as you felt your stitches tear. You tried reaching for your machete, but he kicked it away and held you tighter. Your bow and arrow were too far out of reach.

You tried to speak, but your air was cut off, and you grabbed his arms, trying to pull him off. Judith started crying in the background, but you couldn’t see her.

“Back off!” He yelled when Tyreese approached. “She’s already almost out of air, you want me to kill her?”

You tried to tell Tyreese not to back off, not to listen, but you couldn't form the words. Each movement of your body caused a burning sensation in your side, but you kept trying to wiggle yourself free.

“Put your weapons on the ground and kick them over right now,” The man said, squeezing your throat tighter. You cried out in pain.

Tyreese did as he asked.

“Please, don’t hurt her,” Tyreese said.

“Go outside,” The man said. You tried to yell out no, but it came out in gasps. “Go outside!” He yelled.

Tyreese backed up to the door and you watched in horror as he disappeared behind the door. Tears burned your eyes as the man moved away, grabbing the knife and cutting himself free. You turned on your side, coughing and spitting up bile as the air hit your lungs. Your vision was blurry, and you felt like passing out.

The sound of Tyreese fighting and Judith crying was the only noise filling your mind, and you tried to reach for the gun still on the floor. The man quickly spotted you and kicked it away before turning to you, kicking you in the face.

You grunted in pain when your head slammed against the hardwood floor, and you felt blood pour out from your nose. Your eyes were wet with tears, and your mouth filled with blood. You tried to pull yourself up, and another blow knocked you down again. Luckily it was the side that wasn’t stabbed, but it sent your body into a frenzy, and you felt like you were going to pass out.

Then the sound of Tyreese fighting stopped, and you couldn’t help but cry out in fear that he was taken down. You looked towards the door, fully accepting that these were your last moments, when it flew open, and Tyreese slammed himself into the man.

The sound of bone crunching and Tyreese screaming caused you to wince and curl yourself away from the sound. There was so much screaming and blood that you couldn’t tell if the man was dead. You were too exhausted and delirious to notice whether he was dead. But Tyreese was gentle when he turned to you, softly pushing your hair back. You saw his eyes were wet, and blood coated his face.

“(Y/N),” He said, “I’m so sorry.”

You cried harder as he checked your stitches, swearing under his breath. Bruises were already beginning to form on your throat, your nose was still bleeding, and you had a split lip. Your eye was looking swollen too.

Tyreese ransacked the bags until he found the guy’s medkit and quickly patched you up. But there were only a few gauze pads, and he needed something more sturdy.

“You need to p-put pressure on it,” You said, grabbing his arm. “To try and stop the bleeding.”

“Not all the stitches ripped. This will hurt,” Tyreese said before putting pressure on the wound.

Your scream pierced the room, and Judith started crying harder. You grabbed Tyreese’s arm as you sobbed. Everything hurt in your body, and you knew it was your time.

“You need to go,” You said through clenched teeth. “Take Judith and get out of here. You can’t protect us both.”

“I’m not leaving you!” Tyreese yelled, putting more weight on you. You cried harder, screaming in pain. He apologized over and over again.

After what seemed like forever, the bleeding started to slow. He quickly wrapped gauze and bandages around your stomach. Then he stood and went to check by the window. “(Y/N).”

You choked out another sob and tried to lean up, but Tyreese quickly came over to you. He helped you to your feet, and while you were a little unsteady, you could stand with his help. He grabbed Judith and then came over to you, helping you walk slowly.

You were fully expecting to see the road full of walkers, and you were ready to try and sacrifice yourself so Tyreese could get away. But when you stepped out into the hot summer air, blood still dripping from your body, it wasn’t walkers headed towards you. It was your family.

#daryl x y/n #daryl x reader #daryl dixion x reader #the walking dead daryl #daryl fanfiction #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon #daryl twd #daryl x you #twd

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honeybow · 7 months

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It's my birthday today! Can you make something where the marauders surprise the reader with a party in the Gryffindor common room? And James has feelings for the reader and vice versa.

Happy Birthday!

SHE/HER in which james plans a surprise birthday party for his crush. i know you didn’t ask for angst and i’m sorry that it ended up going this was but HAPPY ENDING!!! including: matchmaker remus,lily,mary and marlene, cw: light swearing, drinking. Also i haven’t written for the marauders in like a year so they might be very ooc and badly written rn soz 😭 not proofread cuz I rushed to get it finished today before ur birthday was over lol!!

You knew something was off as soon as you woke up. It was the 24th of September. Your 16th birthday. And no one seemed to have remembered. 16 was a big deal, you thought. So why had everyone forgotten this one?

Every birthday morning for the past five years, you had been woken by Lily Evans, Marlene Mckinnon and Mary Macdonald settling themselves into your bed to watch you open their presents. This was repeated for each girls birthday: the four of you giggling and shoving one another until inevitably someone fell out of the bed, mock arguments over whoever had bought the best present. It was your tradition.

So, when you had awoken that September morning, and found not only your bed empty, but also your dorm, it was difficult to hold back the tears. You checked the clock, the date, maybe you had woken up too early, maybe you had gotten the days mixed up?

But everything was in order, and it was nearly nine. Breakfast wasn’t even served until half-past on weekends, and anyway, you would always be late on birthdays, spending time thanking each other before you even started to head out.

Sighing, you dragged yourself out of bed, hesitating in front of the bathroom mirror. You smoothed out your hair, washed your face and threw on your robes. As you headed out the dormitory, you expected to see the boys waiting for you. Maybe the girls had forgotten, the boys wouldn’t, would they?

★

“Guys, I feel so bad. She’s going to be so upset when she wakes up.” Mary sighed, sinking onto the end of Remus’ bed.

“I promise it will all be worth it, Mary. She will love it!" James grinned, excitably pacing across the boy's dorm, before pausing at the window where Lily had settled on the indoor ledge.

“You’re just hoping that she’ll love you, after all of this.” She sighed, flicking James’ forehead as his skin grew warm at the accusation.

“No…” He hesitated. “I’m doing this because (y/n) is my best friend and I want her to have the best 16th.”

“Hey, I thought I was your best friend.” Sirius sent a mock-glare at James from where he sat on the floor, leant against the wooden frame of Remus’ bed.

“Sorry, you are.” James nodded, before clarifying. “She’s my best girl-friend.”

“She’s your girlfriend?” Peter snickered.

“Shut up, Pete, that is not what I said.” James frowned, continuing his walk around the dorm, fuelled by a new wave of nervous energy.

“It kinda is, mate.” Remus looked up from the book he was studying. “And you know that (y/n) doesn’t like surprises, right?”

“What? Psh, yes she does. I think that I would know. She called me her boy best friend the other day.” James puffed out her chest proudly, leaning against the shared wooden dresser.

“No, she said that we are ‘the best boy mates anyone could ask for’ after we helped her get Pumpkin out of a tree last week.” Sirius frowned. Pumpkin was (y/n)’s orange-and-white striped cat that James has gotten her three birthdays ago.

“Okay, well, we all know that I know (y/n) the best- well, maybe second to Lily-“

“Sorry James, but I’m pretty sure me and Mary know her better than you.” Marlene laughed.

“What? What do you know that she hasn’t told me?” James demanded, walking over to where Mary sat at the end of Remus’s bed. The girls shared a look.

“We can’t tell you.” Marlene shrugged, while James narrowed his eyes at the group.

“Hm. I’m sure she’ll tell me after the party tonight. She’ll see how much I do for her, and then she’ll-” He trailed off.

“She’ll…?” Lily prompted.

“I need to tell you something.” He suddenly spoke seriously, looking at the ground. James sighed, running his fingers through his dark, dishevelled hair. “You know how you guys always joke that I like her… even though you know that I don’t actually.”

Lily and Mary shared a look, while Remus let out a slight chuckle.

“Right. Because we definitely believe you.” Sirius spoke slowly and sarcastically.

“Exactly!” James replied, purposefully ignoring his tone. “Well, it could be possible that I might have a tiny crush on her.”

“How could we ever have guessed!” Lily rolled her eyes.

“I’m so glad you finally feel brave enough to tell us!” Mary grinned.

“I’m sensing an insincere tone.” James narrowed his eyes. “Anyway, that’s why tonight has to be perfect. So then I’ll take credit for it all, and she’ll fall in love with me. It’s foolproof.”

The boys, excluding Remus, nodded enthusiastically.

“Why don’t you just… tell her?” He asked.

“Yeah, I mean, (y/n) isn’t going to confess her love for you just because you threw her a party. You might have to give her a couple… signals.” Mary gently suggested.

“Nah, I think I’m good.” James flashed a grin. “Anyway, who’s hungry? Let’s go get breakfast and find (y/n).” Sirius, Peter and James trailed out the room, satisfied with their plan. There was a pause, the girls and Remus sharing a look as the dormitory door swung closed.

“Right, so we all know that James’ plan is utter shit, right?” Remus sighed, leaning his back onto the headboard.

“And we also all know that (y/n) definitely has a crush on James too?” Lily continued.

“I honestly don’t understand how some people can be so clueless.” Marlene knocks her head against the bed post exasperatedly.

“I’m a little bit sick of watching them dance around each other, wouldn’t you guys agree?” Lily says, slyly, while the rest of the group nod in agreement.

“I think it’s time to play matchmaker.” Mary grins.

★

The boys weren’t there. Everyone has forgotten. Shrugging it off, you had settled in the common room, content to read for a while before you headed to breakfast. Until you heard a collection of voices coming from the boys dormitory.

You frowned, putting your book down and storming up the steps. You hesitated at the door, hans resting on the doorknob, before pressing your ear to the dark wood.

~ it could be possible that I might have a tiny crush on her ~ That was definitely James’ voice leaking through the door.

~ how could we ever have guessed! ~ And that was Lily.

So they were talking about James liking a girl. That was more important than your birthday? And Lily, Mary and Marlene? They knew about your long term crush on James. Why would they encourage this? Something must’ve happened over the summer. You had no idea what you’d done, but your friends obviously didn’t like you anymore.

You quickly wiped your eyes, and strode off. It was their loss, you tried to tell yourself, as you headed to breakfast. You settled on the Gryffindor benches, next to a boy you had spoken to a few times, explaining to him in a quick lie that your friends were too tired to come to breakfast.

Usually, Hogwarts breakfast would be enough to cheer anyone up, but this morning it didn’t seem to work. You stared down your plate, a multitude of pastries and fruit, but you had lost your appetite. In one morning, you’d lost all your friends, the boy you’d had a crush on for two years, and it all happened on your birthday.

“Oh, (y/n). Look, James and stuff are here.” The boy nudged her, pointing in the direction of her boys.

“Oh. I think I might stay here, if that’s alright.”

“Erm, yeah, I guess.” He seemed confused, but continued eating.

James spotted (y/n), and grinned, wildly gesturing for you to join him where they were sitting. You pretended not to see him. He frowned, feeling a pang of hurt as his crush best girl-friend blatantly ignored him.

You quickly finished your breakfast, and got up. You took a longer route out of the hall, to avoid walking past the boys. As you left, Lily, Mary, Marlene and Remus entered. You avoided eye contact, and headed straight to the library. You had some homework anyway, and they would find you in the dorm. You grabbed a couple books and settled into the plush blue chair in the corner and got to work.

★

"Are you sure I shouldn't go looking for her?" Marlene was frowning as James and Sirius hoisted the sparkling (y/f/c) banner.

"Erm. Nope! I'm sure she's fine. (y/n) always liked reading. Get her in like... fifteen." James nodded self-assuringly.

The common room had been transformed. James had somehow managed to threaten convince every Gryffindor that it was a good idea to decorate it full of (y/n)-themed things. He'd sprung up banners in her favourite colours, and fireworks (something (y/n) found herself entranced by) exploded in one corner while her favourite songs played. Not to mention the abhorrent stash of alcohol he'd managed to dig up. It was nearly six pm, the time James had planned for the party to start. He felt around in his pocket, ensuring the small, black box was secure.

"I'm going to get her now. I can't let this go on any longer, she probably thinks we all forgot her birthday." Remus got up from where he had sunk into the leather sofa.

"It's probably good timing anyway." James shrugged.

★

"Hey... (y/n)?" Remus whisper-yelled into the library.

"Finally remembered I existed, did you?" (y/n) snarled. You were not very happy, after spending the entire day, your birthday, in the library.

"I'm sorry mate, I promise we remembered- just please come with me." He attempted to speak soothingly.

"I was going up soon anyway." You sighed, snapping your book shut.

The walk back to the common room was a silent affair. He could feel the awkwardness as you shot him sporadic glares. When you finally reached the portrait, Remus paused.

"I was supposed to blindfold you, but I don't think James realised how pissed you would be." He held out a thin stripe of dark red material.

"Why on earth would you blindfold me?" You tried to sound angry but confusion still laced your voice. You shook your head and muttered the password.

The painting swung open, and to your surprise James, Peter, Mary, Sirius, Lily and Marlene, with a few others in your year, leapt out from behind various objects.

"SURPRISE!" They collectively roared. You felt tears brewing, they hadn't forgotten, they were just busy planning a surprise birthday party.

"Guys! Oh, Merlin, I thought you forgot! You lot are such pricks, how could you let me think you forgot- Oh, I love you all!" Your head swirled, emotions flooding you. Your friends were so stupid, and so were you, thinking that they'd just decided that they hated you. It still didn't explain James and his crush, but you couldn't have everything.

Wishing five minutes, you had had shots thrust into your hands as well as a flask from Sirius containing Merlin-knows-what. Half an hour later you were as good as drunk.

"Guys, let's play spin the bottle!" Lily giggled, receiving a knowing nod from Remus, and sliding down the sofa until she was on the floor. You sat next to her, and a couple others joined until a small circle formed.

"Woah, (y/n), are you sure that you wanna play?" James bit his lip, a hand on your shoulder as he crouched behind you.

"Come on, Jamie, it'll be fun, I promise." You laughed, pulling him downwards by his arm, which was easy as his knees had already gone weak from the nickname.

"Birthday girl goes first! It's the law." Marlene slurred, her head leant against the brunette sat next to her.

You rolled your eyes, but ultimately agreed, and picked up the empty fire whiskey bottle. Remus got his wand ready, hoping that everyone was too far gone to notice his manipulation of the spin. You released the glass bottle with a sharp twist of your hand, and watched as it spun, round, and round, and round, until it landed on your victim.

James.

You felt your heart race and blood rush to your cheeks. James had his own flustered expression.

"We don't have to, I'll just spin again." You sighed, remembering his crush.

"NO!" He suddenly looked sheepish. "Erm, no, I mean, it's fine... Yeah. Let's do it." He stumbled over his words, and as he struggled to find more, you decided to get it over with. You leant forward, fighting off the butterflies that swirled in your stomach and thanked the fire whiskey for the liquid confidence.

You pressed your mouth to his, letting your lips part slightly. You were pretty sure that Spin the Bottle only required a peck, but once you had started, it was like you couldn't stop. James moved his mouth slightly and a new wave of butterflies flooded your system. It was like you were suddenly aware of every slight feeling, and your fingers buzzed with electricity. Everyone seemed to melt away as your 'peck' escalated into a full-on make-out with your (boy) best friend. He hesitantly lifted a hand to the back of your head, scooping a handful of your hair. Finally, you parted, gasping for air.

"Uhm." You stared at him, mouth agape as he mirrored your expression.

"That was... Nice." He looked away. You turned to see what he was looking only to see the circle staring back at you.

"Can we have the bottle please?" Someone asked, and you became aware of the cool glass in your palm. You rolled it towards them.

"(y/n)... Can we talk?" James murmured, standing up. You nodded, allowing him to pull you by the hand.

"I know, I'm sorry, I heard you talking about liking a girl earlier, and you probably just didn't want to embarrass me-" The words began to tumble from your mouth as soon as the two of you had some privacy.

"What? No, (y/n)... Er, I need to tell you something." James avoided your eyes, fumbling with something in his pocket, before pulling out a small, black box and handing it to you.

"Oh, James, it's so beautiful." You lifted the lid and saw a sleek gold necklace with a small heart charm.

"You're the girl that I like, (y/n). I've had a crush on you since like, second year. But I never thought that you might feel the same way until... that."

"I have had the biggest crush on you for the past two years, James Potter. I can't believe it took us this long to figure it out."

"We can't either!" Sirius laughed, causing the two of you to look over to see your friends watching. "We'll fuck off now, don't worry. Let you get back to your snogging."

"Fuck you, Black. I can kiss my girlfriend whenever I want to." James shouted, but the grin on his face showed that there was no anger, and you smiled as you realised the implication.

"Girlfriend?" You ask.

"Girlfriend." He confirms.

#xreaders #james potter x reader #james potter #the marauders #sirius black #peter pettigrew #remus lupin x reader #harry potter #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald

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aloneandforsakenbyfateandbyman · 2 months

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Ok hear me out I feel one of the reasons why birthrates have dropped/ women don’t have kids anymore is because of mobile phones. Historically, women were bored staying indoors with no internet so they gave birth to kids, who are just little mini sidekicks who help kill time.

But now we don’t need kids because our time is occupied by Instagram reels of dancing cats and serial killer Wikipedia pages. We’re too busy to raise offspring like we’re not gonna miss our podcasts, skincare and pdfs for a baby when it’s too boring compared to literally any other activity I’m sorry! I guess the human race will just have to die out idc 🤷🏻‍♀️

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flxwerydreams · 1 month

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I think I like you (I hope you do too)

Lily Evans x Fem!Reader

a/n: first fic!!! pls be kind :) the title is from your text by sundial.

c/w: die joke, swearing. (lmk if i missed something)

You stared at the man with undisguised incredulity. “800 pounds? Are you kidding me? I thought we agreed on 500?” Trevor - or perhaps Troy rolled his eyes at you derisively. He probably thought he was being subtle - that stupid prick.

“It's just how it is, Miss. Moving stuff inside the 'ouse? Well, that's gonna cost you a bit extra, innit? Wouldn't want you gettin' in over your 'ead now, would we?" he jeered at you. His twin, Trevor, you identified from his tag, snickered stupidly at that. The universe was really testing your patience today.

"Seriously? It would've been decent to tell me upfront that moving stuff indoors meant extra charges. This is ridiculous." Trevor turned to you then, all six feet of him tensed and towering over you. "Miss, it ain't on us. You got a problem with it, you take it up with the higher ups. Give us our dosh, we've got other bits to be getting on with." With a sigh you handed over the cash, regretting the choice of passing on your friends’ offers to help you with the move.

With another sigh, you turned back to the big mess in front of you, your hands resting on your hips, visibly expressing the exhaustion you were already feeling. This had seemed like such an exciting idea at first, having your own space all to yourself. The independence and freedom that you had anticipated was certainly there and you were definitely feeling it now. Having to arrange all this furniture by yourself …… very exciting.

You let out a third sigh and felt the weariness seep into your bones. This was going to be a very long day. You took a step toward the covered couch - ready to begin settling into this new place, which would hopefully become your home.

Suddenly, you were ambushed by a lasso which was thrown at your legs with murderous intent. The lasso then purred and you died ….. due to the lasso’s cuteness. “Hello, kitty! Oh, you’re so precious”, you cooed. The cat (not lasso) meowed up at you, rubbing against your shins. “What’s your name, buddy?” you murmured softly, picking it up and settling it in your arms. The only response you received was another meow, and a curious paw on your face. Noticing your open door, you walked towards it, all the while, gently scratching the cat behind its ears. “You seem like such a distinguished member of the society. Oh, is that where you came from?” you wondered to yourself, noticing another open door down the hallway. “And you’re my new neighbour too, it’s so sweet of you to welcome me like that, kitty.” you giggled, shutting your door carefully. “Let's get you back to your owner, shall we?” You walked up to the threshold of your neighbour’s house and knocked on the open door.

Just then, ‘Kitty’, as you had begun to call the cat in your head, jumped down from your arms and ran inside — towards the kitchen, you assumed. Standing on your neighbour’s doorstep awkwardly with no apparent reason was definitely not on your agenda for the day but before you could say or do anything, a figure emerged from said kitchen, you assumed again. Following that, your heart skipped around five or at least two beats.

Standing in front of you was probably the most gorgeous woman you had ever seen. Her red curls were tied up in a top bun and there was a smudge of flour across her left cheek. And she was saying something — to you. “— hall?” She asked, with a curious gaze fixed on you.

“Huh? Sorry — I didn’t hear that, I was - I was thinking something else, sorry” you felt heat rise to your cheeks.

At this, a teasing smile spread on her lips. She replied with a playful lilt to her tone "I said, I hope Crookshanks didn't give you any grief, darlin', and I was wonderin' if you're the new neighbour down the hall."

“Oh yes, I am.’’ you replied hurriedly. “I’m in 403. Which you probably already know, cus' of all the noise.” Then you registered her previous statement. “Oh, wait — his name is Crookshanks? That’s such a cute name! How old is he?”

“He’s four!” she replied eagerly. “He’s Himalayan. And I’m Lily Evans. What’s your name, love?” she asked, walking up to you.

It was so hard not to stare at her — she was radiant, and you realised with a start that your palms were sweaty as hell. Quickly wiping them on the back of your thighs, you extended your right hand forward as you told her your name — mostly so that you would have something to do with them, but also because she was just so pretty. Although you didn’t want to be a creep, her hands looked so soft. You realised too late that they also looked dusty. The apologetic smile on her face just made you want to cringe even more.

"I'm terribly sorry. I was actually just whipping up some cookie dough for your welcome biscuits. Seems I've spoiled the surprise, haven't I? But I do hope you're rather fond of chocolate chip! It's one of my specialties, you know." she winked.

In your opinion, if you fainted, at that moment, it would be completely valid. The little nicknames, the supposed flirting (you hoped), and that wink? It was a surprise you were still standing straight. It took you a few seconds to find your voice again. “Oh, you didn’t have to, you know? But also thanks a lot. Crookshanks and his owner both definitely know how to give a warm welcome.” That was brave. And also slightly lame, in your opinion. But it seemed to have its desired effect or so you thought, judging by the slight twinkle in Lily’s eyes. Her body language shifted. She leaned in a bit closer and hummed playfully. "Looks like I owe thanks to my mate for leaving the door ajar as he left. Annoying as bloody hell, but it seems to have finally come in handy."

You quirked a smile at that, hoping her close proximity didn’t mean she could feel the heat emanating off of your face. “Looks like you do, I guess. Anyway, I should get going. I’ve still got a shit ton of stuff to do and not enough time. I’ll see you — and Crookshanks, later though?” Judging by the way her smile seemed to soften around the edges, she definitely caught the hopeful tone at the end of your sentence. “Yes, you will. Fancy joining me for dinner tonight? I'm not exactly a master chef, but I reckon the gas ain't sorted yet at your place, love.” this time, her tone was quieter and she was looking directly into your eyes with a small smile. You shifted your weight to the other leg and looked to the floor, considering it. Was this a date? You desperately wanted it to be, but what if something went wrong? Then you would have to live next to her with that and it would be awkward as hell. Looking back up at her, you saw that she was waiting patiently for you to respond, and you decided to give it a shot. What will happen, will happen, right?

“Sure.” you replied, hoping your voice didn’t betray the conflict you had felt. “I’d love that.” She smiled brightly and clapped her hands together, leading to a small cloud of flour enveloping the both of you. At that she grinned sheepishly and whispered “Sorry.” Guess you weren’t the only nervous one, after all."I'll see you after you're done with work, love. Just give me a shout, yeah? I’ll be waitin’."

And with that, you left for your own flat, and the big mess that awaited you. You knew the nerves of the date — was it? — would power you to get through a majority of the work. A giddy smile on your face, you began with the Herculean tasks.

And if the exhaustion of the day seemed like a good excuse to sit a bit too close to each other on Lily’s couch while watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine after eating slightly overcooked pasta, who were you to object to that?

i hope you enjoyed it! leave a comment :) special thanks to @mxssingmemories for being an absolute angel 💖

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dirtywrestling · 9 days

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Neighbors - Jeff Hardy (18+)

Pairing: Young!Jeff Hardy x Female!Reader

Summary: You gets a new neighbor who is bit of an asshole.

Warnings: None really, fluff, mention of death, foul language, Jeff lowkey being a dick.

Word Count: 2,675

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Living alone and being young had its perks; You could leave whenever you pleased, arrive home no matter what hour of the day it was, your money went towards your bills, food, and things for your cat, Snuffles.

No parents nagging in your ear about curfew or other problems you didn’t care about. You weren’t a trouble maker: Straight A’s, great attendance, a goody two shoes, but you were tired of living under your parents rules and high expectations.

Once you graduate you went full time at your job and searched for a cheap but nice apartment. Luckily, the one bedroom and one bathroom apartment was in your price range. While meeting up with the landlord to look at the apartment, you took it in a heartbeat.

While living in the small apartment, you decided to get some company. You went to the local animal shelter and asked about adopting a pet. Krystal, the one in charge of the shelter, talked about a stray they’ve had for some time now. “We don’t know how he’ll react to being an indoor cat but we’re going to be forced to euthanize him if he isn’t adopted soon.” She said as the two of you walked into the cat room. Your eyes were immediately drawn to some beautiful orange fur. Attached to the fur were some big green eyes that looked like emerald jewels. Your heart became so warm that it felt like it was going to burst out of your chest. “His name is Snuffles.”

After quickly filling out an adoption application, the shelter contacted you the very next day to bring Snuffles home. Ending the phone call, you quickly grabbed your keys and headed out the door to bring Snuffles home.

You tried to maintain yourself, not wanting to scare the little guy. You placed his cage in the middle of the living room, opened it and walked away, letting him explore on his own.

That was nearly a year ago. Snuffles got used to his new environment quicker than you expected. He realized he had a home instead of being cooped up in a small cage and only getting fed once a day. Snuffles quickly became attached to you and he loved to play with you and his toys.

The neighbors in the apartment complex were nice as well. You visited a single mother that lived below you often. She gave you a plate full of cookies and left overs. Her 5 year old son was cute too, he loved Snuffles. Snuffles paid no mind to the toddler grabbing his tail or tugging at his fur. The old cat understood the child’s intentions.

There was an elderly couple, The Johnson’s, across the hall from you. They were talking about leaving for a retirement home, which made you upset, but glad that they’d be in a home supervised and they wouldn’t get hurt in their apartment.

Walking up the first flight of stairs, you frowned as EMT’s rushed past you, heading down stairs. Quickly jogging up to your floor, you saw a police officer by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson’s apartment. “What’s going on?” You asked, approaching the officer.

“Do you know these people?” His voice was gruff with a stone cold look on his face.

“Well, they’re my neighbors. I’ve known them for almost two years now. What happened?” You asked again, getting worried. Your eyes darted to his name tag. D. Knicks. “Please, Officer Knicks.”

Officer Knicks sighed, taking his cap off and running his fingers through his thin dark hair. “Mr. Johnson,” He started, “he suffered a heart attack.” He placed the blue and black hat upon his head again. “I’m sorry, he didn’t make it.“

"And Mrs. Johnson, what of her?” You tried to get a look at the Johnson’s apartment, only to see an EMT zipping up a black body bag. Your face instantly becomes white at the sight.

“She’s with her daughter. Mrs. Johnson is going to live with her for a while."

You nodded your head in sorrow. "At least she’s okay.” You maneuvered your way past the tall officer, unlocking your apartment, you walked in and were greeted by Snuffles. “Oh Snuffles, Mr. Johnson passed away.” You bent down and patted his head.

“Meow.” He rubbed his body against your leg as if he was trying to say ‘Don’t worry, everything will be okay.‘

“You’re right Snuffles, Mrs. Johnson is with her daughter, she’ll be alright.” You tried to reassure yourself.

Fixing up dinner later that night, You heard a knock at the door. “Coming.” You walked towards the front door, looking through the peephole to see your friend from downstairs, Lexi and her son, Dawson.

Unlocking both locks, you swung the door open. “Y/N!” Lexi wrapped her arms around you. "I heard what happened to Mr. and Mrs. Johnson.” She released the hug and walked in, Dawson was already in the apartment looking for Snuffles. You sat down on the sofa and Lexi joined you.

“They were just about to go to a retirement home together.” You explained to her in a sad voice. You don’t want to think too much about it, dying alone must be terrible. It encourages you to go out and start dating, to search for your soul mate. But only being in your early twenties, you brush off the whole dating idea and remind yourself that you’re still young.

“Sad. Did you hear about their apartment?"

"No?” You arched my eyebrow.

“Well, Mrs. Johnson has to get her things out before the end of the week because someone is going to be moving in.”

Your eyes widen. “How morbid!” You nearly shouted, the poor woman lost her husband and now the landlord isn’t giving her any time to move out. “Her husband just passed away.” You frowned.

“At least she has her daughter. I’m sure they’ll figure something out.” Lexi patted your knee in comfort.

“Yeah, I guess so. No matter who moves in across from me, they’ll never be as nice as The Johnson’s."

"Y/N, calm down. I’m sure whoever moves next door will be nice.” Lexi explained. She stood up from her place and picked up Dawson who whined slightly. “Well, it’s getting late. Somebody has school in the morning and if they don’t get enough sleep, they will be cranky.” Lexi groaned out. “Don’t have kids.” She whispered with a teasing wink.

You scrunch your nose. “No thanks, I’ll stick with my cat."

"You’ll have kids, Y/N. You just wait.” Lexi headed towards the door, exiting herself out.

“No, thank you.” You mumbled to yourself.

The week went on and by the end of it you were exhausted. You ran to the grocery store to buy cat food, food for yourself, and other things that you ran out of. You were almost late for your shifts down at the cafe which made some coworkers upset. Some of your bills were almost overdue but, luckily, you paid them off right at the last second.

Christmas was coming up and you had no idea what to get your friend Lexi or your family members. The Holidays were drawing near.

Stomping up the steps with your arms full of shopping bags, you tried your best trying to see where you were walking. You heard a door slam shut, you grew worried that someone was in your apartment. “Ooph!” You stumbled backwards, it was like you just walked right into a brick wall.

“Watch where you’re going.” A male voice snarled.

You made a sour face. “Well, I would if I could.” You snapped back at the man. “But obviously my hands are a bit full."

"Ever heard of a second trip?” He retorted back.

You turned your body to the side to see who you were dealing with. A young male that was nearly the same age as you or a bit older stood in your way. He wore a fishnet shirt that exposed his muscles and nipples, his hair was dyed different colors and shoulder length. His pants were black and ripped with a couple of chains hanging off of them. You scoffed. “Nice, did the circus come to town?” You snorted.

“No, I’m a professional wrestler.” He gloated, puffing his chest out as if you were supposed to worship him. “Jeff Hardy is the name.” He smirked, as if I should know who he was.

“Right, whatever Jeffy.” You pushed past him and to your apartment.

“Don’t tell me you’re my neighbor, goody two shoes.” Jeff groaned.

Your blood boiled, this guy was your new neighbor?! You’d rather take back the Johnson’s. “You got a problem with it, then move.” You snapped, fishing your keys out of your pockets.

Jeff smirked, watching you struggle and trying to juggle the grocery bags in your hands trying to get your keys. He could offer to help but he liked to see you suffer already.

“You could help instead of staring at me.” You stopped trying to fetch your keys.

“Yeah, I could.” You heard Jeff chuckle. “Have a good one neighbor.” Jeff started to walk down the steps.

Your arms grew weak, the bags fell to the floor. Foods and gifts poured out of the ripped brown baggies. Groaning you glared down the steps to see that Jeff was already off of this floor and to the next. Ripping your house keys out of your pants you opened up the door to your small apartment.

You hated your new neighbor, Jeff Hardy. He was obnoxious, loud and apparently, he had lots of friends because he threw parties almost every damn night. You called the cops but since you were the only one who complained. They told you to take it up to your landlord. You grit your teeth and do what they suggested. Taking it to your landlord, he just shrugged his shoulders and explained that Jeff was a paying tenant.

You couldn’t catch a break. You were losing sleep, getting headaches on the regular. You confronted Jeff about the loud noises, he promised to keep it down but he was just louder the next night, you didn’t think that was possible.

“Dude, you look terrible.” Lexi said, smirking as she sipped her soda.

“Don’t remind me.” You grumbled, drinking your beverage.

Dawson chased Snuffles around the apartment, the cat meowed while the toddler giggled away. “Can you seriously not hear anything from underneath him?” You asked, eyes droopy. You thought you were gonna fall asleep in the middle of a sentence.

“Not a thing.” She chuckled into her cup. “You should take a vacation, get out of town for a while.”

“I guess that sounds fun.” You murmured. Your attention went to Snuffles running underneath the coffee table. “But who would take care of Snuffles?” You looked over at Lexi, wondering if she’d do it.

“Nuh- Huh, I have a child to take care of. That’s already a handful. I have a friend, a guy friend.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Maybe I can hook you two up when you get back. His name is Randy."

You bit your lip, looking down at the hard wooden floor. You heard stories about Randy, you were scared he’d hurt Snuffles or throw a party in your apartment. Sighing out you scratched the back of your head. "I don’t know.” You sounded reluctant to have this man come to your apartment.

“I say yes, you’re going out of town for the weekend.” Lexi already had her phone pulled out, texting away to Randy.

It looked like you didn’t have a choice. “I do have the weekend off..” You trailed off into thought. What’s the worst that could happen?

The weekend felt more like a week. You visited your parents a few towns over and all you did was text Randy. Not in a flirtatious way but questions about Snuffles. How was he? Was he eating? Can you send pictures? You knew you were annoying the man but you didn’t care nor did you have any interest in dating him.

Walking up the stairs to your apartment, you faced your door. About to place the key into the socket, you stopped and listened. It was quiet. That was new. You turned your head behind you, looking at your neighbors, Jeff Hardy’s door. There wasn’t a peep coming from behind the wood. Raising your eyebrows, you grew curious but that left your mind as quick as it came.

Twisting the key you pushed open the front door. “Hey Randy.” You greeted the man who was sprawled out on your leather sofa. You placed your bags in your room and looked around your apartment, there was no sign of Snuffles. You looked at his cat bowls, both the water and food were empty.

His litter box was scooped clean and toys not even touched. Rushing back into the living room Randy still was in the same position. “Where the hell is Snuffles?”

“Who?” He asked groggily.

“My Cat!” You shouted, the man flinched, getting up and stretching.

“About that, he escaped."

Your heart sank. "Escaped?” You whispered, almost in tears.

“Yeah, bolted right out of the apartment the day you left.” Randy stalked towards you.

“That’s why you never messaged me back.” You looked up at the olive skinned man with the green eyes.

“So, should I get my reward now or later?” He licked his lips, eyes shined with want.

You didn’t believe what he said. You raised your hand, slapping his face as hard as you could. Randy stumbled back, shocked. “What the fuck!?” He shouted.

You approached Randy, grabbing him by the shirt and shoving him towards the door. “Get out!” You screamed. You kicked your foot at him, hitting his ass.

“I’m leaving!” He hollered, Randy fell onto all fours when you kicked his ass “Crazy bitch!” Randy stumbled to get onto his feet and rushed to the stairs.

Slamming your door shut, you covered your face, crying. Tears started streaming down your cheeks. You blame yourself for not getting Snuffles microchipped just in case something like this would happen.

Three loud knocks came from the door. “I swear Randy, if that’s you."

"It’s not, it’s me.” A voice with southern drawl said through the door.

The door seemed like miles away, grabbing the handle you swung it open, the hinges creaked. “What do you-”

“This belong to you?” Jeff teased, holding out a big orange tabby cat.

“Meow.” Snuffles purred.

“Snuffles!” I exclaimed, grabbing him out of Jeff’s arms. “What- How did you?” You looked at Jeff with sparkling eyes.

“Well, that boyfriend of yours threw him out. I guess Snuffles here kept bothering him, then scratched him and Randy kicked him out of your apartment. Snuffles kept meowing, wanting back in but that douche wasn’t going to let him in so I scooped him up and let him stay here for the weekend.” Jeff smiled.

“What about food or cat litter?"

"I got a small bag of food and a litter box with some litter.” Jeff petted Snuffles head.

“Wh- Why?” You asked, “Why would you do it?"

Jeff looked down, his eyes shining in the light. "Well, to be honest I know I was a big dick when we first met.” He sighed. “I just wanted to make it up to you."

"By saving my cat.” You smiled.

“What, you want me to bake you a fruitcake?"

"Tis’ the season.” You teased.

Jeff rolled his eyes letting out a low chuckle. “If you say so."

Snuffles jumped out of your arms and rushed over to the toys, pawing at them.

"Well, I have pizza rolls in my freezer. It’s not a perfect dinner but I’d love to make you dinner sometime?"

Jeff let out a hearty laugh. "Pizza rolls sound amazing right now.” He smiled down at you. “You got netflix?"

"Of course I do."

Jeff walked into the apartment, shutting the door behind him.

"So, you say you’re a wrestler. Care to show me some moves?” You giggled.

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