#the fact that the thought of intimacy makes him blush

[samenameastheothers]

Batfam headcanon rants 18+

Wow not me posting twice in 24 hours... I hope you like this, maybe ill write more for my fav DC characters.

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Jason fucks you like a man. And not in a misogynistic man way but in a way that makes you feel like a god. He fucks you like he is just a mere mortal graced to be in the presence of the divine. You couldn't see why though, Jason is far more than just a normal man at this point, the pit giving him second life and more-than-human abilities made him one of Gotham's most feared. Not to mention him being built like a fucking unit. So when he comes home from a long night on patrol and decides to bend you over and worship your body you can't help but feel like the roles should be reversed. Anyways, your not one to complain about the way your boyfriend fucks you, as long as at the end of the day he finally feels safe in your arms. 

Being Kate Kane's girlfriend can be difficult. Batwoman, while being an absolute icon, can be hard to get alone. She’s busy and you understand that and obviously appreciate the fact that she makes your city a safer place, but you miss your girlfriend. Not even on a sexual level, just intimacy-wise, you sometimes resent the Batwoman title being number one in Kate's life. You miss falling asleep together wrapped up in her arms. You used to lay your head on her chest and listen to her heartbeat slow as she drifted to sleep. Your relationship has been rough lately, with an influx of crime in Gotham being the literal culprit behind your spiraling thoughts. You go for a walk, a habit you picked up years ago, to clear your head. Your music so loud you didn't hear her until your scooped up and swung up to the rooftops, your scream cut off by the air in your lungs. You are mad at her for scaring you up until she calls you baby and kisses you softly. You think you can forgive her this time, as long as she doesn't stop kissing you. Maybe taking more walks will get you the attention you want. 

Dick Grayson is a simp. Yeah, you said it, and you hold fast to that truth. You expected becoming Grayson's girlfriend would bring extra security. You are dating a crime-fighting, ass-kicking, cop by day vigilante by night, circus freak, but damn if he doesn't follow every order you give him. Your going for groceries? Dick will take care of it on his way home. Your craving a certain dish twenty minutes away from where you both live? Expect it on your table in ten. Some nights you even catch the blue of Nightwings uniform making sure you get home safe from work. And not even to mention how much he loves following orders in the bedroom. He loves to make you feel good and if he does so on his hands and knees even better. You love watching the blush creep up his handsome face after you whisper “Good boy” in his ear. Yeah, Dick Grayson has a praise kink, and yeah he totally simps for his fucking hot girlfriend. 

#jason todd #dick grayson #kate kane #batfam headcanons #red hood #nighwing #batwoman

[privateanxieties]

sweet like wine

Summary: You realize how much you like it when Frank is vocal during sex.

Pairing: Frank Castle x f!Reader (no y/n);

Words: 2.1k (18+ shameless smut, aural kink, fluff, intimacy, explicit consent, mutual masturbation, sexy voicemails, dirty talk, established relationship)

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The first time took you completely by surprise.

You weren't expecting a man of few words like Frank, quiet and brooding as he was, to become the picture of an enthusiastic lover once the lights went out and you found yourselves taking the next step in your relationship. That's not to say you didn't expect a certain… level of intensity. Frank was not a bland man — simple and direct, maybe, but he brought a particular devotion to everything he did. He didn't mince actions, or words for that matter. But he also didn't use too many of them regardless of the circumstances, so you didn't expect reality to be any different when it came to intimacy with him. You imagined him to be passionate, and you were not wrong. However, in all your fantasies (and there were plenty), he was always quietly focused. Encouraging, but not with words. Filthy, but never this articulate.

You take me so fuckin' well, baby.

That's it, soak my fingers, let me feel it.

Gonna come, sweetheart? Make a mess all over my cock?

It was nice to be wrong. So nice, in fact, that you almost came untouched just from listening to him tell you what he wanted to do to you the first time you made love. The noises that escaped his lips as he barely pressed his hips into yours drove you insane. He wouldn't let you have it until you asked, slowly and languidly grinding himself against you through the satin of your panties, enough to ruin them and fry your brain, but not enough to give you that rush of pleasure you were dying to get from him. He took his time with no issue, like the clock stopped moving the second he molded his lips to yours.

"That feel good?" he mumbled against your neck, biting down in response when you didn't answer right away, too lost in the warmth of his skin and the pretty noises he was making.

"Uh-huh," you moaned, shivering as he licked a path to your collarbones and his beard left a pleasant burn in its wake.

"You want more?" he taunted, placing a kiss to the swell of your breast.

"Yes, Frank." Then, thinking it not enough, you quietly added a 'please' on the end of a breathy whine as his lips wrapped around your nipple.

You came to learn you didn't have to beg with him, unless he wanted you to — because if you thought you liked it when Frank talked during sex, he was singularly focused on making you utter words that would make a fiend blush. You were resistant at first, partly because the more you'd talk, the less he would, and you couldn't have that. Yet pretty soon you realized that hearing you speak the filth you did to him garnered an interesting and previously unheard noise from your lover.

Frank's only response as you rode his cock and told him how well he filled you was to whine.

In retrospect, you couldn't have known that would be the thing to unlock a noise you didn't think possible, but you certaintly didn't complain when his hand grasped your jaw and his lips mashed to yours, trying desperately to stifle the alluring sound by pressing it into your mouth and making you dizzy with want. That sound worked to push you over the edge just as well as his skilled fingers on your clit. It got you so worked up that sometimes just the memory of it hitting you in the middle of the day was enough to heat up your skin and make you wish you had a recording of it. Which was how the real trouble started, when Frank left on a longer assigment from his contact at the CIA.

Now, you would be fine without him for a couple of weeks. You'd done it before, and you understood the nature of his work and how it'd be woven into your relationship. You knew that when he'd leave, it wouldn't be the same as going on a business trip. There was a strict no-contact rule he enforced, both because he often simply didn't have the means to get in touch and because it was the safest thing to do. He wouldn't put you in any jeopardy because he missed you, and you'd long ago accepted that as fact and respected his decision.

And that was the reason why a voicemail from Frank arriving dead in the middle of those fourteen days away almost provoked a heart attack— twice. First, because you thought something horrible had gone wrong. He was hurt. He was in trouble. Maybe this was all he could do to say goodbye. Your blood pressure couldn't have been any higher as your thumb inched towards the play button on the message, and you thought you could drop to your knees when the first thing to come out of the speakers was a long, drawn-out groan.

This was it. You were going to lose him. He was dying somewhere, alone, and you were never going to see him again.

"God, babygirl…"

You waited with bated breath, tears gathering at the corners of your eyes, and then the second uptick in your pulse occurred.

"Fuckin' miss you so much. Need to feel that tight pussy squeezin' my cock."

It wasn't hard, given how wound up you already were, for your body to make the switch from horrible adrenaline to an absolutely euphoric rush of pleasure. It happened so quickly that whiplash wasn't far behind, and you gripped the arm of the sofa as you slid down to the floor, unable to stand any longer. Heart beating wildly in your ears, you forced yourself to calm so as not to miss his next words.

"Wish you could see how you got me right now… fuckin' my own hand like a goddamn teenager," he groaned.

You couldn't have helped your reaction if you'd tried. Switching the phone to your other hand with a tell-tale tremor, your dominant one slipped down the front of your leggings and straight into your dampening underwear, fingers moving in tandem with the background noise your ears were hypnotized by. You could hear the motions of Frank's fist going up and down his cock, could make out just how easily his hand moved over himself and feel the phantom taste of him in your mouth. Your own fingers picked up the pace on your pulsating clit, mind trying to remember the sensation of his rougher digits caressing you.

"Gonna come, baby?"

Startled, your tightly closed eyes were pried open to glance at the screen, wondering if you hadn't somehow called him in your frenzy. But no. The voice note kept playing, and the pretty groans kept coming.

"You're so fucking close. I know it. You're thinkin' about me touching you. Can't stand that I'm not there to do it."

High-pitched whimpers spilled from your lips, feeling so empty and wishing he could fill you at this exact moment. You were soaked through your panties, heat turned up inside yourself so much that sweat began to build at your temples. You were a mess in less than two minutes, and all it took was a goddamn recording of his voice.

"Frank…"

Moaning his name into the empty room made you feel dirty and horribly desperate, fingers slicked up to the point you had trouble getting a consistent motion. Your chest was tight with shallow breaths, spine tingling and legs cramping from how wound up your muscles were.

"C'mon sweet girl, let go. Soak that pussy f'me," he demanded in that gruff tone he always used when he brought you right to the cliff's edge.

"Frankie, please…"

You'd lost your mind, begging him for something he could neither hear nor grant you. But he knew. He always knew. Between the sounds of his own slick motions and heady groans, a noise you loved more than anything broke through just when you thought you couldn't take any more.

He whined your name on the end of a heart-stopping moan and just like that, you were gone, vision going white as you threw your head back hard against the armrest you forgot was there. You panted wildly as your hand kept moving, not stopping until you heard that beautiful shudder fall from his lips, signaling his own release. Every inch of you was electrified, sitting there as you breathed together, hours apart but still in sync.

You didn't tell him about that moment, because there was no need. When he made it home at the end of those two weeks, he neither greeted you nor removed his shoes, simply picking you up and planting you onto the counter before burying his face into the crook of your neck.

"Want you to show me," he asked, warm breath hitting the outer shell of your ear. Disoriented, all you could do was make an inquisitive noise. You'd barely had time to take him in before he was on you.

"Huh?"

"I wanna see how you did it. Want to know how you touched yourself f'me last week."

Your heart picked up in double time, knowing he was dead serious and that you'd do anything he asked. This was uncharted territory for both of you, and you were a little shy to try something like this out of nowhere. What would you even do? You weren't even that used to touching yourself anymore, last week having been a rare exception. It was nice and definitely an intense experience, but it still paled in comparison to the average night with him. Or, as it were, the average day— because he apparently expected you to do this right here, right now. On an early Sunday afternoon where you hadn't even bothered changing out of your slip dress.

Sensing your hesitation, he pulled back to look into your eyes as his hands found your hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles through the thin fabric covering them.

"Don't you worry, baby. I'm gonna guide you through it. Watch my pretty girl touch herself like I tell her to. Whaddaya say, sweetheart? You want that?"

Like I tell her to.

Fuck, yes. You wanted that. You wanted it so badly apparently that Frank saw it in your expression, because he smirked as soon as you looked at him all wide-eyed.

"I…"

"Yeah? What is it, baby?"

He must've known, by that point. With how attuned he was to your body and needs as a general rule, it shouldn't have surprised you. Of course he knew you had it bad. He knew exactly what you liked and why you liked it, and he went so far as to break his one rule in order to drive you even crazier than usual. Maybe your brain shortcircuited too severely after that voicemail, because it was only now that you were realizing…

"You sent that on purpose," you said, a pout forming on your lips.

"Sure as shit didn't send it by accident," Frank retorted, an amused snort bubbling out of him.

"I'm being serious! You knew this whole time?"

"Knew what, huh? That my girl likes a little back and forth during sex?" he grinned, delivering a pinch to your hip.

"All sex is a back and forth, Frank," you deadpanned, knowing exactly what he meant but unable to avoid sassing him.

"M'not suggesting anything different," he shrugged, eyes slipping down your body with clear intention.

Right. Back and forth. He talks and you… You struggle not to come from his words alone. A tempting proposal.

"I want to. I'm just not sure what to do," you admitted, winding your arms around his neck as you finally took a good look at him. He looked good, his beard having grown out even more during his time away.

"What'd I say? You ain't gotta worry about that. S'my job. Just gotta listen to what I say," his voice rumbled in your ear as he leaned in again, a brief but meaningful touch of his body to yours making you realize he was half-hard already.

This man was going to be the death of you, but you had no doubt: he would always making good on his promises, especially the ones he whispered in your ear.

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A/N: Just the product of a horny brain. Hope you enjoyed it!

#frank castle x reader #frank castle x you #frank castle x reader smut #frank castle imagine #frank castle smut #the punished x reader smut

[deathbyathousandspiders]

peter and reader literally js making out and being adorable !

i kinda got carried away w this one so it’s a little bit ✨spicier✨ than intended-

!!! 18+ (MDI) !!!

content warnings — a really steamy make–out with Peter, sexual content, teasing.

✨masterlist✨.

1.2k.

The emptiness of Peter’s apartment carried his voice through the echoes, making the space feel that much bigger as you sunk into his couch. His Aunt May had gone out with some friends for the evening, making some suggesting jokes and comments that made you and Peter blush, even long after she’d left.

All the lights were off in the apartment, excluding the lamp behind Peter’s closed bedroom door, and the colorful glow of the television seated in front of you. You and your boyfriend were cuddled on his couch, entranced by George Lucas’s galactic storytelling. Your head had previously been resting on his shoulder, but due to Peter’s current geeky–tangent, you sat up to listen to him better.

“He used to make lightsaber sounds when they were practicing, and he’d have no idea.” Peter was quite expressive when he explained little Star–Wars facts to you. There was something about the way his eyes lit up, and he’d use his arms to guide the sentence.

You bit the inside of your cheek, hiding your amusement as best as possible whilst you listened. Your entire focus was set to him, but the passion he had for these movies never ceased to entertain you. The two of you had been dating for roughly five months, and from the little mental list you were creating of your favorite Peter things, these conversations were one of your top picks.

Peter’s eyes kept flickering back and forth from you to the movie screen, glowing happily as he went on with his vent about Revenge of the Sith, more importantly, Ewan McGregor. “He had been so used to making the effects when he was younger, that when they’d film their battle scenes, Ewan made the sound effects out of habit.”

As much as you had been paying attention to his words, your thread of thought was more occupied with the enthusiasm laced in his voice. The timid dimples that threatened to say hello in the midst of his smile, the ecstatic gesture of his hands, and the glistening tint of excitement that strung within your eye contact. You’d been so entranced by his little geek–out, you almost forgot to respond.

Your grin grew a little, despite every Star–Wars related response fleeting from your brain. You let the first thought you could muster slip through your lips. “You’re adorable.” You probably could’ve given a more thorough and engaged response, but seeing the red that flooded Peter’s expression made it all the more worth it.

Peter looked at you for a moment, completely flustered. He was off guard at the fact that ‘you’re adorable’ was your only response to his Star–Wars tangent. His lips parted a few times to speak, but his words failed every time. “Shut up..”

Carefully, you slid yourself closer to him beneath your shared throw blanket, looking up at him. Your head shook in response as you placed a gentle kiss to his cheek. “No.” You replied between kisses, placing a few more across his face. “I need to tell you how sweet and adorable you are...” Sooner than later, your lips found their way to his, connecting in such a sickly sweet way.

The kiss you shared seemed to ease the nerves that accompanied the blush on his face. You could feel the warmth of his fingers trace your upper thighs, pulling one across his legs so you could straddle his lap. You loved the feeling of your lips piecing together; the upper, then the lower, and the way your bodies fit together just as perfectly. It was intoxicating.

“I need to tell you how sweet and adorable you are..” Peter spoke, breathless between your kisses. His voice hummed lower than before, rasping in the back of his throat. Even though he’d just been particularly focused on the movie, his mind now went to other places. Just the thought of your intimacy, mixed with the way his hands kneaded the plush of your hips, sent a thrilling sensation straight down to your lower stomach.

Eyes shut, you were the one to first part from the kiss. “But we’re talking about you, Peter.” You lulled, feeling the way his lips chased after yours to stall your argument. You tucked your head away from his, your left thumb pressing itself on his lips as a barrier. You took the opportunity to cradle his face with your right hand in the process.

Your eyes slowly opened to meet Peter’s, fighting a smirk at how desperately he looked at you. You stared at him through your lashes, keeping your face irresistibly close to his. “I’m not going to kiss you until you take the compliment..” You teased, speaking barely above a whisper. You trusted him enough to remove your thumb, not even a little surprised by how eager he was to kiss you again.

It was easy to dodge him, and delectable to feel the light brushing of lips on yours; the urgency and impatience in his breath fanned against your parted lips, driving you just about as crazy as it drove him. The power you held was ravishing. Tension was quick to build between the two of you, binding both of you that much closer together. It took every bone in your body to fight the urge and cave to his need for you. His head craned in closer, doing everything he could to press his lonesome lips back to yours.

Peter tried to find a loophole. His hands grasping at your ass, his lips trailed and teased at your jawline when you’d dodge him. He found it infuriating, but also just as enjoyable. “Fine...” He huffed, smirking lightly. “Thank you.” Peter met your lips hungrily when you kissed him again, as though he’d been deprived of your embrace for years.

The kiss was much rougher than before, fueling the growing need for friction between your thighs. You rocked your hips against his, pressing the ache in your core to his growing erection. A heavy breath caught in your throat, lips parting further at the pressure. It was easy to let the world around you melt away, getting lost in Peter’s touch as his fingers tugged on your hair, and traveled under the thin fabric of your shirt.

Just like that, the jingle of May’s keys fumbling at the door tied you back to the crisp presence of reality. You flew off your boyfriend’s lap, seating yourself beside him like you had been moments prior. Swift movements brought a pillow to hide Peter’s arousal, and just like that, it looked like you two were merely watching a movie together. Well, minus the matching red hues on your cheeks.

May hummed a tune quietly to herself, mirroring the smile you sent her as she walked into the dark apartment. “The girls and I are heading to Jenny’s for the night, but I wanted to grab my Hennessy.” She chimed, strutting into the kitchen like she’d be out in a jiffy. Her attention got caught on the television for a moment, her smiling growing. “Oh! Pete, you found it!” May glanced at you, “Did he tell you that he spent all afternoon looking for his collectors DVD? He was really looking forward to showing it to you.”

You watched the way Peter’s head hit the back of the couch, pressing his palms into his face to try and mask his embarrassment. “May, stop!” He whined, sustaining out the words to emphasize just how flustered he got. His words were muffled through his hands, but you still couldn’t help but find it adorable. He was just too cute. You just had to let the giggles slip through your lips.

Yep, no doubt about it; Peter’s geeky Star–Wars obsession was definitely one of your favorite things about him. That, and your steamy make–out sessions.

#🪷 .゜・ ˗ˏˋ ☾ ´ˎ˗ 𝕭𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒. #🕊️ .゜・ ˗ˏˋ ☾ ´ˎ˗ 𝕰𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝕽𝐄𝐐. #imagine #marvel imagines #mcu #peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker angst #peter parker x reader #peter parker canon #peter parker smut #peter parker fluff #fluff #smut #peter parker mcu #tasm!peter x y/n #tasm peter parker #mcu peter parker #peter parker blurb #peter parker x you

[mountttmase]

Like Magnets

Note - please read this if you haven’t already before reading 🩷 this fic won’t be for everyone so I just want to prepare you. Feedback would be lovely and I hope you enjoy this 🥰 I know it’s insanely long but I was trying something 😂

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 18.7k

Warnings - angst, fluff and smut

Two objects containing charge with the same direction of motion have a magnetic attraction force between them. Each magnet has a north and South Pole and opposite poles are attracted to each other.

You wondered if this was why you felt so drawn to Mason. He was the north to your south and as soon as you caught sight of him you’d felt taken in by him. Stuck together like magnets from early on as you wondered where have you been all my life from the first moment you spoke and always finding yourself drawn back to each other.

To say you’d never been on a dating app would be a lie, you just didn’t like admitting it to people. It made you feel embarrassed and uncomfortable even though practically everyone did it but the years of your mum warning you about stranger danger made you want to keep it to yourself. Whenever she asked how you met the man you’d been on a date with you’d conjure up some lavish story of how your eyes met over a dimly lit coffee shop and you knew you had to speak to him. Rather than the truth of him sliding into your dm’s with some corny joke and the need for physical interaction and intimacy outweighed the logical part of your brain.

You weren’t looking for a relationship, content with how your life was right now but that didn’t mean you didn’t like talking to boys. There was a part of you sometimes that wanted to just flirt for a bit, to make someone feel good and have them make you feel good in return yet most conversations you’d had on the app lately had been dry and boring. You were desperate tonight though, quickly updating your profile and adding a few new pictures before you got to swiping.

Mason stood out to you straight away.

He had a mix of goofy and sweet pictures that let you know he didn’t take himself too seriously but he was attractive and seemed fun so you swiped right without a second thought before another screen flashed up instantly.

That fact he’d already liked you first made you smile and the itch to talk to him was stronger than it had been with anyone else so you quickly tapped send a message. Thinking you’d stand out and put a bit of the hard work in first but to your surprise he’d got there before you. A message flashing up as you were halfway through writing your own.

No boring hi, how are you? x or a crude comment about the shape of your body and you warmed to him straight away even if his lines could use some work.

His words made you blush and you could tell how cheeky he was through the screen. The fact he didn’t seem to be taking anything too seriously too made you feel even more comfortable and you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face as you got settled into your sofa.

You spoke for a couple of hours, flirting back and forth lightly before you decided to take the plunge and send him a big compliment. Letting him know he had really pretty eyes and this in turn seemed to give him a confidence boost to start complimenting you more. Telling you how pretty you looked and how he thought you might be trouble yet his words just excited you.

You spoke about what you wanted, both not looking for a relationship as such, just a little bit of fun for now and you felt like you’d hit the jackpot for fun with Mason. You didn’t stop laughing as you texted back and forth and you knew he was different from anyone else you’d spoken to.

You’d never clicked with someone so quickly like this before. Not wanting to shut the app down in case you missed a message but they were flying back and forth so quickly you didn’t have a chance to do anything else until you told him you were off to take a quick shower and the cheeky emojis he sent you made your cheeks flush.

You were as quick as you could be, jumping back on the app so you could let him know you were back in hope that he hadn’t gone to sleep yet but his next messages made your chest tighten with nerves.

You thought he could tell you were nervous, quickly pulling on your pj’s and getting into bed but your heart was pounding. You’d never called a boy this quickly before, usually giving it at least a week before you gave your number out let alone a phone call but the need to hear what he sounded like outweighed everything

In the end you sucked it up, adding him to your contacts before pressing the call button and it only rung once before he picked up.

‘Hello?’

It was like time stopped. His voice causing goosebumps to rise all over your skin as your breath caught in your throat and your mind went blank. God he sounds sexy you thought. Knowing you had to say something back but the sound of his voice was intimidating.

‘H-hi, Mason. it’s y/n’

‘Ah, hello trouble’ he laughed, making you breathless in an instant and you wondered how you’d be able to get through the call without exploding. ‘Wasn’t too sure I’d hear from you. Thought I’d scared you off’

‘Yeah I um- s-sorry im just a bit nervous’ you chuckled laying flat down on your bed and even though you were alone you felt like you had to be quiet. Like you were speaking to someone you shouldn’t be but the excitement thrilled you.

‘I can tell’ he laughed, but you knew he wasn’t making fun of you. ‘There’s no need to be though, you can trust me I promise’

‘I know’ you whispered, thinking you didn’t know him enough to trust him but something deep down made you feel like you could.

‘Good’ he laughed before diving into asking you a million questions about yourself. Your favourite food, favourite drink, favourite colour, favourite trip you’d ever been on and the more you talked the more you laughed until your cheeks ached.

‘It’s nice to hear your voice’ he whispered as he was waiting for your giggles to quieten down and his confession made your face burn.

‘You too’ you smiled, your skin flushing as the pair of you spoke and you had to stop yourself from curling into a ball and giggling in excitement.

You spoke for hours, letting him in on things you’d never told anyone and even though he was just a voice on the phone, it felt intimate and like he was right there next to you. Spilling all his secrets to you himself and you’d never felt closer to anyone.

You wondered if the dynamic would have changed too much, going from texting where you could half think about what you were saying to speaking directly and being too nervous to say anything remotely interesting but it felt the same and he was just as funny as his texts.

‘I can’t believe it’s 2am’ he laughed. ‘We’ve been on the phone for hours and I don’t wanna hang up’ he confessed and the sound of his laughter was like music to your ears.

‘Neither do I’

‘So same time tomorrow then yeah?’ He laughed, and even though you were tempted you knew you couldn’t.

‘I wish, I’m actually going out with my girlfriends tomorrow’ you told him but already you felt like ditching them for a night on the phone with him.

‘Anywhere exciting?’ He asked, unsure if you should tell him where you were going but you felt so free talking to him that the words came tumbling out of your mouth before you could stop them.

‘That club in town. Luna I think it’s called?’

‘Oh I know the one’

‘Yeah I’m not usually one for going out to places like that so it’s my yearly trip’ you laughed, hearing him chuckle on the other end.

‘Well I won’t keep you up much longer. Thank you for calling, I know it was a bit forward. Truth is, I’ve never wanted to hear someone’s voice so badly before’ he told you lowly and you felt your whole body tingle. He was making you feel special and you were loving every second of it.

‘Well I hope it lives up to your expectations’

‘Oh and then some’ He laughed. ‘You’re proper sexy you know that?’

‘Oh stop it’ you laughed, face flushing as you tried to hide it in your pillow. His laugh ringing in your ears and all you could think about was wanting to see that pretty smile of his in person.

‘Nah nah, im serious. Proper sexy teachers voice’ he told you, knowing the effect he was having on you but he just kept going.

‘Mason I swear to god-‘

‘Ohh Is someone getting a little flustered?’ He laughed ‘You wait till I see you in person I’m gonna tease the life out of you’

‘You wanna see me in person?’ You questioned. The same nervousness that was present when you first called him earlier now back at the thought of seeing him.

‘Of course I do, I’d be mental not to’ he laughed, and you felt dumb for even questioning him at this point. ‘You’re gorgeous and funny like what’s not to like?’

‘Unless I’m a catfish’ you joked, trying to deflect slightly but he wasn’t having any of it. Practically feeling his smile trickle through the phone.

‘All the more reason to see you and put those rumours to bed then, so to speak’ he teased as you gasped quietly, catching onto the double meaning in his words.

You didn’t want to stop talking but soon enough the pair of you were yawning your heads off and you had to say goodbye. Going to bed with a massive smile on your face even if you did miss him as soon as the call ended.

The next morning you woke up to a cute good morning text from Mason. Reminding you that last night wasn’t a dream and Mason was real and gorgeous and as funny as ever. Spending all day texting and flirting until you thought you’d get in trouble for being on your phone too much at work but soon enough you were at dinner with your friends before your big night out.

You all caught up about what you’d been up to lately, making sure you left out the last 24 hours as you were unsure about what they would say but thankfully you were able to keep it under wraps until you were in the queue for the club.

‘Are you alright?’ Your best friend Rose asked, looking at you with a slight smile. ‘You’ve got the weirdest look on your face’

‘What do you mean?’ You laughed, stuffing your phone into your pocket before looking up at the three of them.

‘I don't know, like, nervous almost. You’ve got your little scary smirk on’ Rose laughed and you rolled your eyes at her words. For some reason whenever you were nervous or scared your instincts made you want to laugh so it was no wonder you couldn’t keep the smile off your face knowing Mason was so close by.

‘Look if I tell you, I need you to be cool about it yeah?’ You told the three of them. Pulling them all further into you a little bit so hopefully no one else could hear before swallowing down a gulp and spilling your guts. ‘I matched with a guy on that app and he’s just text me saying he’s here’

‘God y/n, I thought it was something serious then’ Kimmy laughed, as the others shook their heads with a smile.

‘No you don’t get it, we matched yesterday’ you confessed, watching their eyes go wide and you knew then you couldn’t tell them you’d already spoken to him on the phone.

‘Oh wait, is he some sort of weird stalker? Do you wanna go?’ Sam asked as they all looked to move but you were quick to stop them.

‘No no’ you laughed, grabbing her wrist. ‘He’s not a stalker, I don’t think he is at least anyway and I know I sound insane cause I’ve known him 24 hours but we really connected and I’m just a bit nervous to maybe see him’

‘Is he cute?’ Rose asked, eyebrows wiggling in your direction but you just bit your lip and nodded.

‘Well let’s get you inside as quick as we can, I’m making it my mission to get you some tonight’ she told you and you rolled your eyes at her playfully. Thankful they weren’t making too much of a big deal out of it.

You weren’t in the queue much longer, getting yourself in and over to the bar as quickly as you could so you could get some drinks down you but no matter what you drunk your nerves seemed to make the alcohol not work and you felt the same as usual.

You gave it an hour in the end, knowing it would be best to just see him and get it over with so you grabbed your phone and texted him, thinking he wouldn’t see it for a while but to your surprise he text you back straight away.

As soon as you sent the last text you tummy dropped. A sick and nervous feeling settling into your skin as you shakily got up from your table and made your way to the bar. The girls letting you know they were keeping their eye on you and to just wave at them if you didn’t feel safe.

Thankfully there was a seat right at the end of the bar, your legs not being able to hold you steady as the nerves fully kicked in. The drinks and shots you’d been downing for courage may as of well have just been water as you felt stone cold sober. Heart pounding in your ears as your breathing began to speed up so you kept your fingers tapping on the bar, your head facing forwards so you didn’t accidentally catch a glimpse of him and be tempted to run.

It felt like he was taking a lifetime, wondering if he’d walked in, saw you and turned around as he hadn’t liked what he’d seen but just as you were about to look over to your girls you felt a hand on your lower back and Mason's voice by your ear.

‘Y/n?’

In a flash your eyes were looking up and into his. Even in the dark lighting you wanted to drown in them and all you could think about was the fact his pictures didn’t do him justice.

He was quite possibly the prettiest man you’d ever seen in your life. The fluorescent lights of the club accented the freckles across his perfect nose and his lips looked plump and kissable. You knew you needed to speak but he’d left you speechless so you snapped yourself out of it so you could try and speak to him properly.

‘H-hi Mason’ you stuttered, finally getting to see his smile in person and you thought you might melt on the spot. The twinkle in his eye making your tummy flip and you weren’t sure if it were possible to be around him for too long as he was so overwhelming.

‘Hey, you alright?’

‘Yeah, you?’ You asked, watching his smile grow as he caught onto how nervous you were.

‘Better now’ he winked, his face getting closer to yours so he could hear you a bit better. ‘It’s kinda loud down here. I’m upstairs, do you wanna join me?’ He asked, his eyes flickering over your body before coming back up to look at your face.

‘I’ve never been upstairs before’ you told him, realising how stupid you must have sounded but upstairs was vip and almost impossible to get into. ‘guess I need to get used to that with you though huh?’ You teased and you watched his cheeks flush ever so slightly in what looked like embarrassment.

‘Well we can change that if you want. You can grab your friends too, I don’t want it to look like I’m kidnapping you’ he laughed but you wouldn’t have minded if he had at this point. The fact he was constantly trying to make you comfortable warmed your heart too so without a second thought you sent him a nod. His smile making your heart flutter as you felt your own lips mirror it.

‘I’ll just get them, one sec’ you told him, walking off to get them and you knew his eyes were on your legs and bum in the tight dress you had on.

You gathered the girls quickly, telling them you were all going upstairs and you could read the excitement on their faces. Quickly following you back over to him where they all shared a quick hello before he led the way out.

‘Take my hand, so we don’t get separated’ he told you, linking your fingers together as soon as you gingerly placed your hand in his before he sent a wink in your direction and pulled you with him to the vip area.

The bouncer let you all through immediately, rounding the corner to a large staircase where he pulled you in next to him.

‘Ladies first’ he smiled, gesturing for the others to go up before you and once you were finally at the top you watched the three of them make their way straight to the dance floor leaving you and Mason alone again.

‘Can I get you a drink?’ He smiled, pulling you along to the bar and you nodded at him furiously, knowing you needed something to pep you up a bit.

‘Yes please, I think the alcohol downstairs is broken. I don't feel any different’ you told him. Hearing his laugh tickle your ears as a sense of pride washed through you knowing you’d made him laugh.

Once you got to the bar, you felt his arm snake around your body, pulling you into his side and once he saw you were comfortable with his proximity he pulled you in front of him, sandwiching you in between his front and the bar and soon enough you felt his hands settle on your hips.

‘Is this okay?’ He asked, lips right by your ear as he spoke and you knew you were turning redder by the second. In the end you just nodded as he squeezed your waist. ‘What would you like to drink, love?’

You were barely able to get out your order, his scent intoxicating you as he relayed your order to the waiter before you went and grabbed a seat together. Close enough to his friends so that he could point them out but not close enough that they could hear what you were saying. Sitting close enough to each other so that your thighs touched before he planted his hand on your knee making your mouth go dry instantly.

It was a little awkward for the first ten minutes or so, both of you blushing and stumbling your way though the conversation but the more you spoke, the closer you became. His arm now around your shoulder and his hand on your thigh as you giggled about how scared you both were to see each other for the first time but now you felt like you did on the phone last night. It felt intimate and like you were the only two in the room. Faces creeping closer and closer together until you could feel his breath on your cheek but it was his friends eyeing the pair of you up across the room that made you not want to push things any further.

‘Mason? Why do you friends keep looking at us weird?’ You asked, his eyes flicking over to them so they’d look away before he was looking back at you.

‘Just ignore them’ he told you, rolling his eyes as if he were annoyed at them before turning you to him a little more so you couldn’t see them as well.

‘I’m gonna go to the loo quickly’ you told him. Standing up and shuffling passed him so you could make your way to the bathroom and you felt his eyes on you the whole time. Chancing a quick look back at him to find him already looking at you and you couldn’t help but giggle as you walked away. Thankfully your makeup was still intact and your hair still looked good so you felt alright enough to go back out but when you made it back to your seat Mason was nowhere to be found.

He wasn’t far though. Stood next to his friend as they spoke intensely so you creeped over and stood behind the wall nearby so you could listen in but not let them see you. Eager to know what they were talking about.

‘Mate, can you stop looking at her like that? You’re making her feel uncomfortable’ Mason told him, his voice serious and you heard a huff come from the other boy before he spoke.

‘I’m sorry mate, but you know you shouldn’t be-‘

‘No, we’re not doing this’ Mason interrupted. Shutting down whatever his friend was about to say. ‘Look I know what I’m doing, just back off’ he told him and you weren’t sure you wanted to listen anymore so you wandered back over to the bar but not even two minutes later you felt his hands on your waist from behind. Pulling you back into his body before he nestled his face into your neck. ‘Hey, I’ve been looking for you’

‘You found me’ you smiled, but he could tell your voice seemed a little off so he pulled back, spinning you around to face him before stepping closer to you so you were trapped between him and the bar again only this time you were facing him.

‘Hey, what’s up?’ One hand on your lower back as the other tilted your face up to look at him. Even though you had practically been sat in his lap for the better part of an hour this was the closest you’d been all night. He was smiling at you softly and you couldn’t help but rest your cheek in his palm as his soft eyes captured yours. ‘Y/n? What is it?’

‘Your friend doesn’t like me, does he?’ You asked and you watched his face fall before you carried on. ‘Why shouldn’t you be talking to me?’

‘It’s not you, babe. He’s just a bit protective’ he told you. The pet name making you want to smile so you pursed your lips. He knew what you were doing straight away so he quickly pinched your cheek to make you laugh before wrapping his other arm around your waist so he could pull you closer to his body and the only thing you could do was rest your hands on his chest. ‘I think it’s cause we only started talking yesterday and he thinks I’m being a bit reckless’

‘It is a bit nuts when you say it like that’

‘I know’ he laughed, lips falling on your forehead so he could press a quick kiss there and you felt every hair on your skin stand up. ‘It's weird like, I feel like I know you already. You don’t feel like a stranger to me’

‘I feel like that too’

‘Yeah?’ He asked, his nose bumping yours lightly and you knew it wouldn’t take much to reach up and kiss him. ‘Maybe we’re moving too quickly but I can’t get enough of you. Every second I’m with you I just want more’ he confessed as you reached up to cup his jaw lightly.

‘Mason?’

‘Yeah?’

‘Kiss me’ You whispered, taking the plunge to ask as you knew you were both dancing around the subject and all you wanted was to feel him against you.

You saw an unreadable emotion flash through his eyes. Nerves maybe? Or something else? You weren’t sure but it was gone as soon as it came. Watching his tongue poke out from between his lips so he could wet them slightly before he started to lean down.

You were no angel, you’d kissed a fair few strangers on nights out before but you this was different. A tingle running from the top of your head and all the way down your spine to your core as he brushed his lips against yours softly. Pulling back for just a beat before diving right back in to kiss you even harder.

The way he gripped your waist so tightly before wrapping his arms around you fully made you feel oddly safe. Like being this close to him was right where you were supposed to be and you couldn’t help but smile onto his lips. Butterflies swarming your body as the touch of him made you weak.

‘Damn’ he laughed, letting you tuck your face into his neck as you held each other for a few moments before you noticed Rose frantically waving at you from over Mason's shoulder.

‘I think the girls need me’ you laughed, watching Mason whip round to see what you were looking at before looking back at you with a cheeky smile.

‘I’ll wait for you here, yeah?’ He whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead before pulling back again. ‘I feel bad, I kinda stole you tonight’

‘You can steal me whenever you like’ you winked, kissing his neck lightly as you felt him shiver. ‘I think I should dance some of this alcohol off as well’

‘Don’t want you making any bad decisions huh?’ He teased, pinching your bum before realising you. ‘Take your time I’ll be here’

You joined the girls on the dance floor, the three of them surrounding you and asking you a million questions but you just blushed and stumbled your way through all of them.

‘Bestie, just go home with him. You know you want to’ Sam laughed as you tried to hide your face in embarrassment.

‘He’s been undressing you with his eyes all night and you clearly like him. Let the man have some, it’s just sex’ Rose added in and you knew she was right. The whole reason the pair of you spoke in the first place was for some fun, you just didn’t know it would be happening this quickly.

The girls left shortly after, making you turn your location on so they could keep an eye on you and you made your way back to Mason and his friends. The one who’d been speaking about you before sending you a soft smile but you knew there was something else behind it.

‘Where are you friends?’ Mason asked, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arm around you.

‘They left about five minutes ago’

‘Oh yeah?’ He laughed. ‘So I’ve finally got you all to myself huh?’ He murmured into your neck but you were ready to take the plunge now and get what you wanted.

‘How about you come home with me so you can really have me all to yourself’ you teased, watching his eyes light up before he buried his face in your neck.

‘Are you sure?’ he whispered just below your ear. Kissing your neck lightly and you knew there was no way you were leaving without him now.

‘I’m sure’ you shuddered, feeling his hands squeeze your waist before dropping a heavy kiss on your lips.

‘Grab your coat babe, you’ve pulled’ he teased. Grabbing his own things as you made your way back downstairs to get your stuff from the cloakroom. Meeting him back upstairs so he could take you out a secret way as you ordered an Uber back to yours.

You’d barely been inside five minutes and he was on you. Kissing you like he might never kiss you again as he slowly undressed you with wide eyes. Every touch of his fingertips felt like fire as he devoured you and you couldn’t seem to keep your hands off of each other.

You let him touch and kiss wherever he pleased and for just sex you were surprised at how intimate it was. His dark eyes drinking you in before staring longingly into yours as he made you see stars. Again feeling that pull to him just like always and you didn’t want to let him go ever again.

The next morning Mason was awake before you, laying on his back as he looked up at the ceiling and you could tell he was in his own little world so you just laid and waited for him to realise you were awake.

Soon enough he was looking over to you. A soft smile on his face as you locked eyes and your heart thumped in your chest. It had been a while since you’d woken up next to a boy and you weren’t sure what you were doing but soon enough he was reaching for you. Tucking you under his arm and into his chest so he could press a kiss to your forehead but you couldn’t stop yourself from thinking something was off.

‘Is everything okay, Mason?’

‘Yeah, of course’ he told you softly. Pulling back to look at you and the expression on his face made you melt. ‘I’m waking up next to a beautiful woman, what could be better?’ he joked and you nuzzled into his chest a bit more as you smiled. ‘You got plans today’

‘Nah, just having a tidy up I think. You?’

‘I’ve got some stuff to sort this afternoon, but maybe I could buy you breakfast first?’ He offered and you nodded furiously into his chest at the thought of spending more time with him.

So he ordered the pair of you some food and you ate it in bed in just your underwear as you spoke about all that had happened in the last few days. Still not really believing he was in front of you and in your bed but soon after you’d eaten he was ready to make you believe again. Whimpering his name into the air as he buried his face between your thighs.

You didn't see him after that night until a few weeks later. During that time his messages became few and far between but you figured he may not have been a texting person so you let it slide as you were still learning about each other and how this whole thing would work. You’d both said it was only a bit of fun but unfortunately for you, you’d become a little too attached too quickly.

You were beginning to loose hope a little bit when you hadn’t heard from him for two days but all of a sudden he sent you an offer you couldn’t refuse.

You still remember the look on his face when you caught eyes in the restaurant. His whole expression lighting up as a look of relief washed over him and you melted into his arms as he held you. Pressing a kiss to your temple before you sat down across from him.

It felt like picking up just where you left off, him holding your hand over the table as he hung off your every word. Smiling shyly at you as his eyes raked over your figure and even in public your need for him grew.

It was almost like he could see it in your eyes so after the bill was paid, you asked if he fancied coming back to yours for a nightcap and you were glad that he accepted straight away. Barely letting you shut the front door before he pulled you for a heated kiss that made your knees weak and it only hit you then how much you missed him these past few weeks.

You’d said it yourselves, you were only looking for a little bit of fun but you craved him like you’d never done anyone else. You wanted to drown in those big brown eyes every second he looked at you and with every kiss over your naked skin your need for him multiplied.

He knew exactly how to take care of you, knowing your body like a book he’d read a thousand times before and he cherished every page like it was the first time he’d seen it. Reacting to every noise you made with his sole focus on making you feel as good as humanly possible. But it was a two way street and as much as he overwhelmed and consumed you, you knew you were making him feel just as good.

‘Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’ve missed you’ you told him quietly, your mouth running away with you as you came down from your highs but the small giggle you heard from next to you made you smile. Mason's fingers threading through yours gently as you looked at him and his smile made your heart race.

‘We’ll don’t take this the wrong way either, but I missed you too’

‘Could have fooled me’ you chuckled, watching his face fall slightly before he pulled you onto his chest so he could hold your jaw and look at you properly.

‘What do you mean?’

‘Sorry, I didn't mean it to come out like that’ you told him, shaking your head at yourself as you felt like you’d ruined things with your silly backhanded comment but he still had a small smile playing on his lips and you knew he hadn't taken too much offence to it.

‘I know I’m not the best at texting but that doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about you’ he told you softly. Kissing your temple before looking back at you again. ‘I can show you again if you like’ he laughed, hand trailing down your neck to your chest and when you felt his thumb run over your nipple you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.

‘Nah you’re alright’ you laughed, watching his face fall slightly before he smiled, realising you were only joking as he shook his head at you like he wasn’t best pleased with your joke and you knew he was about to bite back.

‘Oh shut up’

‘Make me’ you whispered, watching his eyes turn dark instantly before he dipped his head. Claiming your lips with his own and swallowing the moan that erupted from your throat as he trailed his hand back up to your neck and gave it a gentle squeeze.

So you let him show you again.

And a couple of weeks after that you let him show you once more. Him sticking around for a day extra that time and even though he was giving you no reason to worry, there was something in the back of your mind that concerned you. He came into your life so suddenly each time and was gone again in a flash so you told yourself next time he popped up you were going to have a proper conversation with him and say your piece. Thankfully he was right on time, texting you again a few days later and your tummy erupted in butterflies as his name flashed up on your phone.

He was over in the next 15 minutes, joining you under the blanket before diving into your m&m’s and it felt like you’d never been apart. Blushing as he pressed a loving kiss to your forehead but the look on your face must have prompted him to speak as a shy look took over his face.

‘I need to be honest with it about something’ he gulped, fingers trailing over his face like he did when he was nervous. ‘I know you’re not looking for a relationship or whatever but I still need to tell you’

‘What is it?’ You questioned, not liking the way he mentioned about you not wanting a relationship as the dread sunk into you.

‘I know you can tell something is a little off with me, coming and going like anything and it’s not fair to keep you in the dark. I… I have a girlfriend’ he gulped, eyes shooting to the floor. ‘Well not right now I don’t but… it’s complicated’

His words hit you like a slap to the face. A girlfriend? But how? None of it made sense but the icky feeling of being the other woman soon took over as you pulled away from him.

‘Are you cheating on her… with me?’

‘No no wait, it’s not like that at all’ he told you, turning to face you so he could explain a little better. Reaching for your hands and against your better judgement you let him hold them. ‘We’re not together right now, yeah? Haven’t been for a little while, I promise. I’d never do that to you, or anyone. I’m not a cheater, I just…’

‘What?’

‘It’s complicated and I know it’s not healthy but we’re on and off again like you wouldn’t believe. It’s the same pattern all the time, she breaks up with me over nothing and ignores me for a few days. I worry myself sick cause I don’t know what she’s doing or who she’s with and when she’s finally over her strop I go crawling back with my tail between my legs’

‘Well that doesn’t sound fun at all’ you pouted, a little bit of sympathy seeping its way in but you were still confused and a little hurt by the fact he’d kept this from you.

‘Its not. And I know I should just end it once and for all but… I don’t know, it’s like I can’t. I love her’

You couldn’t deny it stung a little to hear him say he loved another girl after you’d slept with him multiple times but you understood. You both said you were just looking for a bit of fun so the fact he’s got some weird relationship on the side shouldn’t have bothered you too much but it really did. He’d kept it from you from the start and you had so many unanswered questions swirling around in your brain.

‘I know none of this is fair on you and now I’ve dragged you into this weird thing so I’m sorry’

‘Do you ever think of me, when you’re with her?’ You asked, your mouth tumbling out questions before you really knew what you wanted to say but the sad look on his face was making your heart break.

‘Sometimes’ he admitted quietly and you didn’t know what to think. ‘A lot, actually. Things are different with you, you feel like a warm blanket when she’s left me out in the cold. I just got sick and tired of worrying and waiting for her to decide to come back that’s all’

‘Why do you keep going back?’

‘I’m not even sure at this point’ he laughed, resting his head on the back of the sofa and you followed suit so you could lean back next to him. Both looking at each other as he began to open up to you. ‘We’re childhood sweethearts. She's my first everything like she’s all I’ve ever known and we’ve fallen into the most ridiculous pattern but I can’t make it stop. Trust me I’ve tried. It’s exhausting I swear but you do weird things when you love someone’

‘Is she good to you, when you’re together?’ You questioned, trying to get to the bottom of why he kept going back to her but as soon as you asked you realised you didn’t want to know.

‘She’s perfect at first, but it never lasts that long. It’s like I’m addicted to that high of when we get back together that I just roll with the punches now’ he confessed and your heart broke for him. ‘I just wanted to be honest with you. I know I haven’t been and I’m sorry’

‘Well I appreciate you telling me’ you sighed . Thinking this was it and he was letting you down gently but when you felt his hand on your cheek you looked up at him with wide eyes.

‘I know it’s selfish, and I know I shouldn’t but I want to keep you in my life still. If you’re okay with that?’

‘Oh I’m… Mase I’m not sure-‘

‘Please, I can’t not have you around. I feel like you’re meant to be in my life, like I feel different around you. I feel myself, you know?‘

You felt it too. You felt yourself around him and you wanted to be selfish and keep him in your life so against your better judgement you felt yourself nodding in agreement.

‘We can just take it day by day and see how we feel’ you nodded. Knowing you were setting yourself up for a fall but something inside of you didn’t want to let him go.

‘Yeah okay, like it’s still early days, but I’d really like for us to be friends at least’ he smiled. The word friends breaking your heart a tiny bit as they fell from his lips but you soldiered on. Smiling and nodding like you were fine with all of it.

‘Can I ask you something else?’ You whispered. Things clicking into place the more you thought about them and since he seemed to be being honest with you so you felt like you could ask him more.

‘Anything’

‘Your friend that first night? When he said we shouldn’t be talking it wasn’t because we were rushing things was it? It was because of her’

‘No that’s not completely true’ he told you. Picking your hand up so he could play with your fingers while he spoke. ‘She was part of it yeah but he really did think it was nuts we only matched the day before’

‘Have you done this before? Seen other girls in between’

‘Never, I swear. You’re the second person I’ve ever slept with in my life.’ he told you, looking straight into your eyes and this time you believed him. ‘Wait one sec’ he told you. Reaching for his phone so he could pull up his emails before pulling you into his chest so you could see ‘See? This is my registration email for that app’ he explained, pointing to the time and date and you saw it was the day you first spoke around about an hour before you matched. ‘You’re the only girl I spoke to on there too’ he laughed. Opening the app up so you could check his inbox and to your surprise you were the only profile there. ‘Do you believe me?’

‘I believe you’ you sighed. Looking up into his eyes as his flickered all over your face before landing on your lips. You felt awful but you ached for him. Wanting to look past everything he’d just said and throw yourself at him so you could feel him like you’d wanted to for days. And to your surprise he seemed to be thinking exactly the same.

You knew you shouldn’t, but when he lent forward to kiss you, you let him. Sighing into his mouth as he kissed you softly before you pulled back. Foreheads touching as you looked down into your lap.

‘We can’t’

‘I know’ he sighed, bringing you into his chest so he could just hold you ‘I don’t wanna stop’ he told you earnestly. ‘But I get it. If you’re not comfortable sleeping together anymore that’s fine but I can’t not be around you’

‘Mase, I don’t know’ you gulped, suddenly thinking everything through. Not sure if you were able to be around him now when you knew what you wanted from him but his puppy dog eyes were making it hard to resist him.

‘I just need a friend, please’ he told you and you could feel yourself getting wrapped around his finger. You didn't want to be his shoulder to cry on but in this moment that’s all you could ever be.

‘Oh Mase’ you pouted. Threading your fingers through his before he rested his head on your shoulder. ‘I guess we can be friends. But no more sex yeah? Even when you are on a break’

‘Okay’ he nodded sadly, knowing it was the right choice but also knowing he still wanted you.

Your little routine continued, him doing the disappearing acting before showing up unannounced and you still remember the first time he tried to act coy about it but as the pair of you sunk down into your sofa you knew you had to address the elephant in the room.

‘Mason it’s fine, I know the drill. You can just tell me if you were with her last week’ you mumbled and you felt him sigh next to you before placing his head on your shoulder.

‘I was with her’ he told you quietly. His words slicing through you but you acted like it had no effect on you. You were friends and you promised you’d be there for him no matter what.

‘And?’

‘Rinse and repeat. She’s thrown me out again’

You didn’t respond. Not really knowing what to say as on one hand you were happy you had him back but you knew it wouldn't last long.

You weren't sure if it was helping, now you knew where he was spending the time he had away from you. Learning that Mason and his girlfriend, Robin, did in fact live together but Mason had a flat of his own he’d stay in whenever he needed to. You both agreed on never going there though just in case she turned up unannounced and each time he wanted to see you, he’d show up at your door.

Now you weren’t sleeping together and were just friends, you took a different route on how you spent your time together. Making him hot chocolate and feeding him biscuits as you let him vent. Telling you what crazy reason she had that time to kick him out from not putting the kettle back in its base properly to staying behind at training a little longer and forgetting to text her about it.

He never seemed bothered when he first got to you though. Always excited to see you and wrap you up in his arms and every time his chocolate eyes looked into yours you felt your resolve cracking a little more. You were friends and that’s what you had agreed on but you couldn’t deny there was still that same level of attraction and pull to one another.

You always wanted to touch him and kiss him. Always were thinking about him and wanting him with you as you did the most mundane tasks and as time went on you seemed to be spending more time together as his and Robin's disagreements became more frequent.

You knew it was probably the last thing you should be doing but you missed him and wanted to grill him about what had happened this time so whilst he was on the way over you quickly freshened up just in time for him to ring your buzzer.

‘Hello trouble’ he beamed, taking you into his arms so he could hold you tightly and you couldn't stop yourself from squeezing him back. You’d missed him more than you thought and the kiss he pressed to your cheek made you shiver. ‘Missed you’

‘Missed you too’ you told him quietly and you really had. He’d cancelled on you the week before after he promised he was on his way. Leaving you to drink two cups of hot chocolate yourself but he was here this time and you hated how relieved you felt.

It was around the sixth time he’d walked away from her that something changed. He came over just like usual and you made him something to eat as you sat and spoke about why she’d chucked him out this time but the way he was with you was slowly evolving as he placed his hand on your knee and rubbed his thumb across it

‘What’s this you’re watching?’

‘It’s a documentary about twin flames’

‘What a twin flame?’

‘It’s basically another word for a soulmate. Someone you have a deep connection with that can’t really be explained. Like they’re your person and you feel this pull to them. You’re meant to spend your life with them, like their your one’ you told him. Watching a cheeky smile spread across his face and you knew what he was about to say before he’d even said it.

‘So like us then?’

‘Well considering this is about a cult that ruined a load of people’s lives I hope not’ you laughed, trying to push him words away as they made you feel strange but he just wrapped an arm around you as he kissed your cheek. Pulling you further into his lap so you could be closer.

Each time he’d seen you he pushed it a little more, holding your hand, kissing your cheek and making cheeky comments to try and make you blush but he was extra touchy tonight. And you couldn’t say you weren’t enjoying the attention.

‘Can I have a cuddle please? A proper one’ he pouted and you knew what he meant instantly. You knew it was risky but the selfish part of you wanted to feel close to him so you did what he wanted. Lying down on your sofa before patting your chest and he climbed on top of you like an excited puppy. Resting his head in your neck as he wrapped his arms around you, his weight slightly crushing you but you didn’t mind. One arm around his shoulders as the other reached into his hair to scratch over his scalp.

‘That better?’ You asked, feeling him hum in satisfaction as he nestled himself into you even further and you wondered if he could hear your heart pounding in your chest with how close he was. Feeling his skin press against yours after so long felt comforting and exciting at the same time and you couldn’t help but reach down as press a kiss to his temple.

‘I always feel better with you’ he whispered, his lips moving against your neck making you shiver and you knew he felt it. Feeling his smile brush against you before he took the plunge and placed a gentle kiss to your neck.

You were turned on instantly, a shaky breath falling from your lips before you could stop it and you knew he could tell how much he was affecting you with one simple kiss.

So he didn’t stop. Gently sucking on your sweet spot as he littered your skin with kisses, but it was the way he pressed his crotch into your core that had you trembling.

‘Mase’ you whimpered. Tugging on his hair gently but this just caused I’m to growl into your neck before kneeling up so he could look you in the eyes.

‘Please, gorgeous. Please let me have you’ he begged quietly, eyes wide and dark as he dragged his bottom lip through his teeth. ‘I’ve been so good and I’ve kept my hands to myself for so long but I need you now baby, please’

You froze, not wanting to say no but knowing what saying yes meant and he took your lack of objection to mean he could touch you. One hand sneaking under your shirt to touch your bare waist and your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling. He was being so gentle with you, teasing you just the way you liked before his fingers travelled to your pj shorts. Reaching up the leg and pulling them to the side but as soon as his touch landed on your underwear you froze. Eyes meeting his immediately as he ceased his movements.

‘Tell me to stop and I will’ he uttered, but you both knew there was no going back so you shook your head ever so slightly to let him know it was fine to carry on and it only took a beat for him to move his fingers again. Stroking your folds over your underwear and the sensation was driving you insane. Bucking your hips up gently into his hand to let him know you needed more and he was happy to oblige.

His hands moved to your thighs, spreading them out so he could access you a bit easier before his fingers were back over your core. Resuming his movements before dipping his fingers past the hem of your underwear so he could touch you properly.

You gasped at the contact, his fingers feeling like magic after so long and you shut your eyes again before you felt him move to hover over you. His forehead resting on yours as you both stared into each other's eyes and the intensity made you shiver.

‘Don’t close your eyes baby, look at me’ he whispered, fingers pulsing inside of you as he spoke and you whimpered at the sound of his voice. ‘I’ve missed this, missed having you like this’

You couldn't deny you’d missed him too, but there was a reason why you hadn’t been intimate with him for the last few months. He was making you feel too good right in this second though to think about anything else and when you felt his bulge press against your thigh you knew you couldn’t wait any longer.

‘Masey please’

‘What is it, sweetheart?’ He asked, voice soft and slightly playful. You knew he knew what you wanted but he wanted you to ask for it. Threading your fingers through his hair so you could pull his face down and into your neck before finally telling him what he wanted to hear.

‘Fuck me, Mase’ you whispered in his ear, feeling him shudder at your words before a low growl fell from his lips.

‘Good girl’

So he did what you asked, taking his time to re explore your body before holding your hands above your head as he drove himself into you. Each thrust feeling better than the last until you were whimpering his name through your high. Letting him collapse onto your naked body before you both erupted into giggles and even though you knew you should have stopped him, you let him kiss you softly.

‘Sorry, I know we said no more sex but I can’t not have you, pretty girl’ he whispered, lips peppering soft kisses over your cheeks as you blushed at his words. ‘I’m so fucking obsessed with you’

‘Well that’s worrying’

‘Yeah, I’d get some sort of restraining order in place if I were you’ he teased, lips trailing back to your neck again and the sensation made you squirm in delight. ‘Such a good girl for me. You want me again?’

You could feel him already hard against your leg again and against your better judgement for the second time that evening you nodded against his lips. Swallowing his small chuckle at your neediness as you kissed him deeply again, the rules you’d set yourself to protect your heart thrown out the window as you let Mason do with you as he pleased.

Even though he would remind you that he was technically single, you knew it was wrong to fall back into the routine of sleeping together. Knowing he’d be off soon after, leaving you more hurt than you realised each time but you took it because being with him felt so good.

That was until you’d clearly let him get too comfortable and he began to walk all over you. Cancelling plans at the drop of a hat, always being on his phone around you as he constantly texted someone with a smile on his face and you were unsure if it was Robin or someone else he’d met but it still hurt just the same.

The real kicker came when you were looking at the menu for a restaurant Sam had sent you and Mason had caught sight of it over your shoulder. Questioning you where it was and when you explained it was somewhere you’d always wanted to try he promised to take you soon however two nights later you saw the pap pictures of him leaving the very same restaurant with Robin.

You felt crushed, that was your special place that you’d introduced him to and now it was ruined for you. No longer wanting to go there or speak to him for a while so when he text you the next day you left him on read.

You gave in though, like you always did. Mason explaining a few days later when he’d showed up at your door unannounced that she had caught him trying to book a table for the pair of you and he’d panicked and told her it was for her. Telling you he’d take you soon but you no longer cared for it and he knew he’d messed up that time. Being extra soft with you that night as he tried to show you how much he cared for you without any words.

As the weeks went on, you were starting to feel like he kept you around just for sex. Coming and going as he pleased as he knew you’d never deny him and give him what he wanted but a cheeky glance at your phone would prove otherwise eventually.

‘Why do you still have that app?’

‘What app?’

‘The dating app we met on. Why do you still have it downloaded’ he questioned, his tone full of anger and jealousy but in all honesty you’d just forgotten to delete it. You hadn’t been back on it since you’d got Mason's number but he didn’t need to know that.

‘Why wouldn’t I have it? I’m single, remember?’

‘I beg to differ’ he scoffed, knowing he’d crossed a line with his words but he held firm. ‘Delete it please’

‘No, why should I?’

‘Cause I don’t like the thought of you having it on there’

‘Well I’ll be honest Mase, I don’t give a shit what you don't like the thought of. You know where to go if you think differently’ you shrugged, hoping he’d drop the subject and move on but to your surprise he picked his stuff up and walked out your front door without another word. Slamming the door on the way out.

You didn't see him again for a week or so. Knowing he was probably with her whilst you two were sort of mad at each other was making you feel weird so you did what you could to distract yourself. Shopping dates and dinners with your girls and today you had a lunch date with Rose. Filling each other in about what you’d been up to lately but you kept all thoughts about Mason in the back of your mind until Rose left you to pop to the loo.

‘Fancy seeing you here’ you heard, Mason's voice ringing in your ears as the shock ripped through you as you looked up to him. His hand resting on your shoulder with a cheeky smirk plastered over his face.

‘Mason? What are you doing here?’

‘Just had a game of golf with Woody over the road’ he told you, head bobbing in the direction of where he’d just come from. ‘Why are you here?’

‘Late lunch with a friend’

‘Friend? Or date?’

‘Why does it matter? You have a girlfriend Mason’ you told him. Watching his face drop momentarily before his sly smile returned.

‘It doesn’t I guess’ he shrugged but you knew what he meant by that. It didn't matter to him if you were on a date because he knew you’d be crawling back to him as soon as he clicked his fingers and the realisation hit you like a truck. ‘Like you said, you’re single. I have to get going but I’ll text you yeah’ he smiled, dropping a kiss to the top of your head and walking away before you could say anything.

You managed to perk yourself back up before Rose got back. Quickly asking for the bill so she could rush off back to work yet when the waitress came you weren’t expecting her to let you know the bill had been fully paid for and you were free to go.

You knew who had paid instantly. Slight anger rolling through you as you know he’d only done it as he thought you were on a date and was trying to prove a point to you and whoever you were with so you sent him a quick text to let him realise how silly and possessive he’d been.

You felt bad about the last line, but you stood by it. Your whole relationship was him getting his own way and you knew you’d hit a nerve as he never text you back after that.

You were miserable, stuck in this weird middle ground with him where he could never be yours and you knew what you had to do when he eventually came over that evening even though you didn’t want to. His cheeky smile and soft touches had left a mark on you but it wasn't just that. Yeah the sex was great and you always felt a pull to him but you liked him as just Mason. The silly cheeky guy who never failed to make you laugh or brighten your day with just a text.

At least that was how you felt about him once anyway.

He texted you letting you know he’d be over soon so you busied yourself. Putting your dishes away and giving the place a quick hoover but you knew you were doing anything to just not think about what was about to happen.

This felt like make or break for you and him. You didn’t want to be his bit on the side anymore and you were done trying to comfort him through a situation he had full control over. Yes you both went into this knowing it was a bit of fun but things had changed and you were ready to put yourself first. Either he gave you all of him or you were done. Plain and simple.

The sound of your buzzer going filled you with dread.

You opened the door for him, standing off to the side and slightly behind the door so he couldn’t get to you in any way and you could tell he was confused by your standoffishness.

‘You okay?’ he asked, his brows pinched together like he was unsure of what was going on so you nodded at him before walking into your living room and sitting in the armchair so he couldn’t sit next to you

‘Mason I think we should talk’ you told him. Wanting to get in first so you could get your point across but he was looking back at you in confusion.

‘What is it?’

‘I want us to stop seeing each other’

‘What? No I don’t want that’ he explained, his voice and face becoming hard but you tried not to look at him. Knowing it would just make you change your mind. ‘I’m sorry for last week, yeah? It just caught me off guard but I don’t want us to stop’

‘I’m really unhappy, Mason’ you told him truthfully. Watching his face soften ever so slightly as he was clearly disappointed he’d made you upset so you dropped your eyes to the floor so you couldn’t let his emotions influence you. ‘I didn’t ask to be in the middle of you and her and I’m stopping it before it goes any further’

‘What do you want me to do?’ He offered, sounding desperate and you could see he wanted to get closer to you so wrapped your arms around yourself in an attempt to block him out.

‘I don’t want you to do anything. I’m just trying to protect myself and if you’re carrying on with her then I’m out’ you told him, your eyes flickering up to read his expression and he looked even sadder than before. ‘Cause I bet she doesn’t know about me does she? I bet you have to lie to her when you come and see me’

‘Well technically no. Whenever I come here me and here aren’t on speaking terms so there’s no point’ he huffed but you just rolled your eyes at him. Hating the way he always had an answer for everything. ‘But that’s besides the point, none of that matters anymore cause you’re not in the middle of anything’

‘What do you mean?’

‘That’s why I came over here, to tell you I’ve had enough and I just want you’ he told you softly before his big brown eyes were looking up into yours. His bottom lip wobbling as he tried to swallow down his tears and you felt awful instantly. ‘I can’t keep putting myself through this every other week, it’s stupid. Not to mention you, I’m so sorry for dragging you into this’

‘Are you really not going back?’ You whimpered, tears flooding your eyes at what he might be hinting at but you waited to let him speak to explain properly.

‘When I went home after seeing you today she kicked off about some event she’s going to tonight and I just can’t do it anymore’ he told you, shaking his head as he held a hand out to you. ‘Please come here’

You did as he asked, taking his hand before sitting in his lap so you could hold each other tightly and the overwhelming need to apologise flooded you.

‘Sorry Mase, I had no idea I just-‘

‘Shh, you’ve got nothing to be sorry for, okay? I’m the sorry one. I should've never let it get to this point’

As much as you agreed with him, you also had your part to play and before you knew it you were about to admit something you never thought you would. ‘I need to tell you something’

‘What is it babe?’ He asked, pulling away from you so he could look into your eyes and the soft look on his face melted you.

‘I think I like you’ you whispered, a look of shock on his face as your words sunk in. ‘Like, like like you, you know?’ You laughed, watching his eyes brighten as you tried to make light of the situation and you could see your favourite smile returning to his face. ‘I know I shouldn’t and I know this was never the plan but I do really like you and it kills me everytime you go back to her’ you explained. Your voice breaking at the end as you got emotional but his hand on your cheek brought you back to look at him. ‘But I don’t want to be in the middle of whatever weird game you and her have going on. How she’s making you feel is how I’m feeling and I don’t like it’

‘I never meant for that to happen I swear’ he breathed, kissing your forehead as he smiled sweetly at you. ‘You have no fucking idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that’ he laughed, pressing a light kiss to your cheek now but you were left slightly confused. ‘I like you too’

‘Really?’

‘Of course’ he laughed, pulling you tighter to his body as he nestled his face into your neck. ‘All this time I’ve been going back to her to try and get the feeling I always get when I’m with you’ he confessed ‘this just makes it more final for me you know? I’m done messing you around okay, I want you to be mine’

‘Good, cause I wanna be yours’ you laughed, cupping his jaw so you could stroke his cheek and lean down to kiss him properly. It was a kiss full of relief as you gently brushed your lips together after being apart for so long. One full of promises of better times ahead now you were both free to be with each other and you spent a little time talking things through before eventually landing on the topic of seeing each other earlier that day.

‘I know it’s stupid but after last week with the app and then today, I thought you were with someone else and I couldn’t take it. You’re mine okay?’ He confessed and you couldn’t help but let a small chuckle pass through your lips.

‘Ah, so you were jealous’

‘Incredibly so’ he laughed, not caring how he sounded. ‘And I felt stupid as fuck when you text me after and it was Rose. Like it really hit home then that i don’t want anyone else to have you. But I’m not being fair letting someone else have me’

‘I can’t believe we’ve finally got here’ you laughed. Disbelief laced through your voice as he looked up at you shyly. ‘You really want this then?’ You asked, watching him pick up your hands so he could kiss along your knuckles and you felt your heart thump at the sweet gesture. Loving that he couldn’t seem to keep his lips away from you.

‘Of course I do’ he laughed, pressing a gentle kiss to your nose that made you shiver. ‘Being with her, it’s shit. She’s fucking awful to me but I’m stuck in this weird toxic cycle we’re I she says jump and I say how high. But it’s always been different with you’ he confessed, his voice gentle but certain and you couldn't stop smiling. ‘That night we matched and we spoke on the phone for the first time, she’d ended things two days before. I told myself I was done and I was gonna get her out of my system so I went on that app with all the intentions of just finding a girl to sleep with but…’

‘But what?’

‘But I met you, and… I’ve never felt like that before. I just couldn’t get enough of you so yeah when you said you were going out the next night I convinced my friends to go there so I could see you’ he admitted shyly causing you to laugh. ‘You took my fucking breath away, you know that? I couldn’t stop myself from touching you cause I felt like if I didn’t then I couldn't survive. That first time I slept with you, I was expecting to feel shit. I was expecting to be thinking about her but I didn’t. Not for one second’ He told you, eyes all over your face as he was spilling his guts. ‘And all I’ve thought about is you ever since. You make me feel alive when I’ve been walking round like a zombie for years’

You couldn’t speak, his words turning you into a mess so you did the only thing you wanted to do with Mason and leaned into him for a kiss. You didn’t stop this time though, letting him claim you fully once more after so long but this felt different to every other time. It was soft and loving and he repeatedly reminded you that you were his and he was yours and you swore you’d never heard anything so beautiful before.

You laid there for hours, spilling your guts about how you’d missed each other and how excited you were to start fresh. Hands never leaving each other's bodies as well as your lips but when he went to check his phone after it kept vibrating you saw his face drop. Writing out a quick text before coming back to join you but you knew something had changed about him. He was antsy and quiet and constantly checking his phone before standing up and reaching for his clothes.

‘Listen, I’ve got to head home yeah? But I’ll text you in bit and I’ll come see you tomorrow okay?’ He told you, throwing his hoodie over his head and you felt an awful feeling settling in your tummy.

‘Oh um, where are you going?’ You asked, not content with letting him go without an explanation and you could read the guilty look on his face from a mile away.

‘I need to sort something out’ he shrugged but you knew him better than he thought and you knew all the warning signs. Thinking over everything he’d told you tonight and you knew you had to say something now to avoid more heartbreak down the line.

‘Mason I don’t believe you’

‘What? Why not?’ He laughed. Stuffing himself into his shoes as he grabbed his keys but his nonchalance was angering you.

‘Cause this whole night you haven't actually said it’s definitely over with her and now you’re just leaving so suddenly. Why can’t you just tell me where you’re going?’

‘Babe, i…‘

‘Tell me it’s over Mason’ you asked but he stood there just looking at you. Not able to speak so you probed him again. Knowing if you pushed him he’d spill and he looked on the verge of tears. ‘Mason please-‘

‘I can’t’ he whispered, cutting you off as you felt your heart shatter. ‘I have to go’

You let him walk to the front door in silence, quickly chucking on some underwear and a shirt and following him to the door where he was zipping up his coat and you knew you had to be firm with him this time.

‘You walk out the door Mason I promise you, I won’t let you back in’ you told him firmly. Watching his hand rest on the handle but he made no attempt to move it.

‘Y/n don’t do this’

‘You’re the one leaving not me’

‘You don’t understand’

‘No see I understand all of it’ you told him. Hands balled into fists as you tried to convey how you were feeling to him. ‘You’re doing to me what she does to you after you promised you wouldn’t and I won’t stand for it anymore. So I’ll tell you again. You leave Mason and I won’t let you back in’

You didn’t give him a chance to say anything else. Walking back into the living room so you could sit on your sofa in hopes he’d follow you but when you heard the door shut and silence after you knew he’d left.

You tried holding it in, you really did but you were crushed. You’d fallen for his lies again and let him back in, ignoring all the red flags that now appeared so glaringly obvious and you cursed yourself for being so stupid. Letting yourself have an ugly cry into your pillows as you curled into a ball.

It was never meant to end like this. Mason was only ever meant to be someone to have fun with but you’d known from the second you’d seen him he was going to be special to you. Like your souls knew each other already and once they’d found one another he’d set up home in your heart. That’s why you let him treat you how he had, doing whatever it took so you could call him yours even just for a night here and there but you couldn’t let it carry on and hurt yourself like you were right now.

You didn’t hear from him that night, constantly checking your phone through your tears to see if he’d texted you but each time you were met with a blank screen. Feeling more and more hopeless as time went on until you’d exhausted yourself and you fell asleep.

Thankfully the next morning you had nowhere you needed to be and after checking your phone to find nothing from him still, your misery turned to anger. Suddenly wanting to know who this girl was that he couldn’t keep away from as you’d done everything in your power to ignore that part of his life and after some careful digging you managed to find her instagram. Your heart stopping at the first post you clicked on

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You knew it was him from the first picture. The hoodie being the same one he wore last night and as you scrolled to the next picture your heart sank even more. The same trousers and trainers as yesterday too and you didn’t even want to scroll to the last picture but you did.

There he was, head tucked into her neck as they lay in bed together and you felt sick at the sight of them. Only a few hours before these pictures had been taken he’d been with you telling you that you were his one and you felt the rage slowly start to ripple through you. You felt like an idiot and you refused to be part of his little game anymore.

He may not have the guts to leave her but you were stronger than him and you could walk away from this any time.

You picked your phone up again, blocking his number, blocking his social media and even blocking him on the dating app where you’d first met him just in case he was desperate enough to try you there. Making sure he had no way of getting to you if he tried so you could have a clean break and move on even if the prospect of being without him felt hopeless.

Over the next few days you were able to pull yourself together, the first days being rough but you got yourself back into a routine and had started to perk up by the end of the week.

Your heart still hurt though, wanting nothing more than to unblock him from everything and invite him over but you knew as soon as you looked into his eyes, that had had you from the start, then the gaping hole he left would ache even more.

You didn’t want to be around anyone, choosing to spend your Saturday night wrapped up in a blanket as you fed yourself your favourite snacks. Doing everything you could to stop your mind thinking of other things and you hadn’t felt this settled in a while.

The pounding on your door came as a complete shock to you and the force of it made you jump. You knew it was him instantly but you were determined to ignore him until he went away. You’d told him you wouldn’t let him back in if he came back and you’d half been expecting it at some point but not this quickly.

‘Y/n? Babe you in there?’ You suddenly heard, Mason sticking his fingers through the letterbox of your front door so he could shout directly in and the sound of his loud voice frightened you a little bit. ‘Baby please speak to me. I know I’ve fucked it but please let me in’

You heard the letter box snap shut, hoping that he thought you weren’t in and after a few moments you stood up and rounded the corner into your hallway so you could make sure he was gone. But as soon as you got close you saw it open again, jumping to the side and out the way so you could hide just next to the door and out of sight but you knew it was all in vain.

‘I saw your legs, I know you're there’ he called, shutting the post box back up but it wasn’t for long. Watching it open again as he jammed his fingers through as you were frozen in place. ‘If you don’t wanna let me in then fine, but can you at least unblock me so I can call you. I look like a mad man shouting in the street like this’ he told you and you knew he was right.

You knew he was causing a scene and soon enough your neighbours would be wondering what was happening but you weren’t sure if you wanted to hear him out yet. Even just the sound of his voice now was making you feel uneasy but you knew Mason and you knew he’d sit out there until you spoke to him no matter how long it took.

Against your better judgement you unblocked his number and sent him a quick text to let him know he could call you but you only did it so you could tell him to go away and when you saw his picture flash up to show he was calling, you gulped down a nervous lump before hitting accept.

‘Baby please-‘

‘No’ you sniffed, knowing if he explained you’d be right back under his thumb and you were tired of all of it. ‘I'm not listening, I only unblocked you so I could tell you to leave me alone. All I’ve done is think about what you need and I've hurt myself in the process. I’m done talking about this please just go’

‘No I’m not going. I’m sorry but no you have to hear me out’ he countered, hearing him take a seat on your front step as you contemplated if unblocking him was the right choice.

‘I gave you your chance Mason and you blew it. I’m not opening up and letting you back in just for you to run back to her. I poured my heart out to you and you still went back’

‘Baby, please. I’m not going anywhere this time I promise’ he told you his voice pained but when you didn’t answer him you heard the back of his head thud on the door before you heard some shuffling. ‘I mean it, I’m not going anywhere. I’ll sit out here forever if I have to’

‘Mason I’m sorry, you’ve done this too many times I can’t’ you cried, feeling yourself getting overwhelmed at the fact he wouldn’t go and you couldn’t help but let out a few small sobs. ‘You don’t want me’

‘Of course I do-‘

‘No you don’t, you’re just petrified of being alone so you’re latching onto whoever you can’ you wailed. ‘You’re being selfish and I can’t do it anymore’

‘Please don’t cry. Not when I’m stuck out here and can’t do anything to help’ he pleaded, sounding more and more desperate as the moments went on. ‘Tell me what to do. What can I do to fix this? We’re meant to be together baby, can’t you see?’

‘I used to be able to but you’re hurting me Mason. Everything you do fucking hurts’ you sobbed. Trying to make him feel as awful as possible and from the sound of his breathing on the other end it was working. He sounded wrecked but you were ready to stick the knife in a few more times for good measure. ‘Do you know how hard it is to wake up every morning and know you’re waking up next to her, when you should be with me? It fucking sucks Mason, I hate it’

‘I’m sorry baby-‘

‘No you’re not sorry. I’m sick of being second place okay, I’m done’

‘There is no second place, you’re all there is yeah? you’re my one I promise’

You wanted to believe him. To throw the door open and hurl yourself into his arms but you stayed put. He’d done this to you too many times and you didn’t have it in you to watch him walk away from you again so you kept him out no matter how much it was hurting you both. It would be better for you in the long run to end things here and move on.

‘I bared my soul to you Mason and I thought you’d done the same. I thought we were finally getting somewhere but you’ve never wanted me from the start and now I need you to go’

‘Baby please-‘

‘No Mase! Please just go, please!’ you begged him, hoping he’d take the hint before you hung up on him as you couldn’t take listening to him anymore. He’d hurt you more than anyone else had and the sound of him trying to make things right was just hurting you even more.

‘Okay okay, I’m going’ he told you. His voice raw and full of tears and you could hear him standing up outside. ‘I’m going okay but I’m not giving up. I’m not giving up on us baby so just please please dont block me again and I’ll prove to you I’m serious okay? I’m serious about you’

You didn’t reply, fresh out of words to give him and you hoped your silence was enough for him to get the picture but unfortunately for you he still had more to say.

‘I’ll leave you alone okay, I know my word means nothing to you right now but I’ll make this up to you. I’ll text you on Monday and we’ll figure something out, just promise me you won’t block me’

You didn’t want to make him any promises and you were also unsure as to whether you were going to keep him unblocked so you kept silent again. Hoping he’d get the hint you were done talking to him.

‘Okay well… I’m off then. I’ll talk to you soon, okay? Bye baby’ he whispered, waiting a beat to see if you’d reply but when you didn’t he finally hung up.

You didn’t know how he did it, but the urge to throw your door open and go chasing after him was itching just below your skin. You kept yourself rooted to the floor though, waiting for the sound of his car to start and drive away before you picked yourself up off the floor and took yourself back to the sofa.

Where do I go from here? You wondered. Face falling into your hands and you silently wept. You would love to give Mason another chance as you knew deep down in your soul he was your person but even if that was the case it didn’t give him the right to treat you how he had been.

You always prided yourself on sticking to your guns and being firm but when it came to Mason you’d thrown it all out of the window. Doing anything you could to keep him close and you wondered if giving him one more chance would even be worth it.

The rest of the weekend passed you by in a blur. Going to visit your parents on Sunday as you needed some comfort but as soon as you got home the wallowing hole that Mason left in chest started to hurt. He kept to his word and didn’t text you that day but at 8am on the dot on Monday there he was. The sight of his text on your phone making your mouth go dry and you opened it cautiously feeling like as soon as you did he’d pop out from somewhere.

It still hurt hearing from him, but you were glad he wasn’t after a response cause you didn’t have one to give to him right now. Your heart was hurting as you told yourself you wouldn’t let him get anywhere near you again but here he was.

The thought ran across your mind of just blocking him again and being done with it. Hoping he would get the hint and leave you alone but you knew that would never happen. And what if he was telling the truth? Was it really over with her? Was he finally free from whatever spell she had him under and could he one day be fully yours?

Your curiosity eventually got the better of you, pulling up Robins instagram again and you were shocked to find that any trace of Mason was now gone. Even carefully scrolling down the rest of her feed to find the cute pictures of them as teenagers had vanished also and even though you didn’t want to be one of those girls you checked her followers and following to find him missing from both lists.

You knew it was only small but it was something. Something to show he was serious and now all you were left wondering was if he had it in him to put the work in to win you back.

But work in for it he did.

Each day a new text would come through at 8am sharp and whilst for the first few days you were unsure and still a little bit sad, it became part of your routine than you expected. You were still sad about what happened and didn’t know if you had it in you to let Mason back in but he was really trying and with each new text that you left unanswered your resolve was chipping away more and more.

It wasn't just him saying good morning that made your heart defrost a little bit, it was the making sure you had a proper coat and umbrella with you and the cheesy jokes to make you smile. Never once missing a day or sending you one late and over the coming weeks you felt the need to reply grow. Even typing out a few replies sometimes but you chickened out at sending them. Knowing it would open to the floodgates for you to talk and you didn’t know if you were ready yet.

So you kept things one sided for a few weeks, finding yourself anticipating what he might say to you next whilst trying to keep up with where he was. Wanting to watch his stories but not be caught out but in the end you just went for it knowing the amount of people that see meant he’d never realise you did too.

That was until five weeks had passed and you woke up one day to a blank screen. No silly joke, no letting you know what coat you needed or even a simple hello.

You didn’t know what to do or what to think. You were so used to hearing from him now that being woken up to nothing left an unfamiliar feeling in your tummy. Had something happened to him? Or had he simply given up? Tired of trying with you every day to get nothing back and it was in that moment you realised that’s not what you wanted. You knew you were always going to give in eventually no matter how much you told yourself you wouldn’t but now you were unsure as to what to do.

You decided to leave it for a few hours. Giving yourself a deadline of 2pm and if he hadn’t spoken to you by that time then you’d send him a message in hopes he’d reply and as soon as the clock struck two you hit send.

Now you’d replied, the sudden realisation of what you were going to say if he got back to you flashed through your mind. Wondering if you should make him work for it a little bit more but you realised there was no point. It had been over a month since you’d left him sitting on your steps outside and you missed him more and more as each day passed.

The pair of you needed to thrash it out and start fresh rather than let this drag on any longer than needed so you thought about what you wanted to say to him when he replied and when your phone buzzed around half an hour later you picked it up excitedly in hopes he wasn’t mad at you or had given up.

You were filled with giddy excitement, knowing he wasn’t mad at you but his phone was dead and you felt like a huge weight had been lifted as you finally admitted you missed him. You were done with playing games with him and dragging anything out

The rest of the day dragged, antsy to get home and speak to Mason but you’d agreed to have dinner with a colleague and didn’t want to appear rude. Thankfully they had issues with their babysitter so you got away at a reasonable time and were able to hop in the shower and get ready for bed just in time to text Mason and let him know you were ready for him.

He read the message straight away but it took around five minutes for him to actually call you. Your heart in your throat as his picture came up and with shaky hands you clicked accept and readied yourself to talk to him.

‘Hello?’

‘Hey’ he answered, a sigh of relief pouring from him and he spoke and the butterflies swarmed in your tummy as you listened to the sound of his voice in what felt like the first time in forever. ‘You alright?’

‘Yeah, I’m fine. You?’

‘Yeah I’m good’ he told you softly, closing your eyes as a wave of emotion rippled over you. ‘I’ve missed your voice’

You couldn’t stop the quiet sob that fell from your lips at his confession. You missed his voice too but you didn’t want to admit it to him right now.

‘Please don’t get upset’ he whispered. Concern filling his voice as he listened to you struggling to hold it together. ‘Please baby, cause I might do something drastic’ he joked, feeling the laughter bubble up and out of you before you could stop it and it’s like you could feel him smiling down the phone.

‘Oh yeah? Like what?’

‘Whatever you want, I’ll do it’ he told you seriously. ‘I mean it, whatever you want from me to make you happy, I’ll do it’

‘I asked you to leave me alone, you didn’t do that’

‘Cause I know we’d both be miserable in the long run’ he told you pointedly and you had to reluctantly agree. You had been miserable for so long but this felt like a bit of a turning point.

You kept the conversation light, letting each other know what you’d been up to lately and you could feel yourself slipping back into the same headspace as when you first met. Hanging on his every word as he made you laugh and the itch to see him was slowly growing.

‘This feels a bit like old times huh?’ You smiled. ‘You know, like the first night we matched? we’ve come full circle a bit’

‘I still remember that call’ he whispered ‘I knew I was fucked as soon as I heard your voice’ he laughed, hearing him moving around so he could get comfortable and it made you miss him even more. You wanted to get comfortable in his arms so he could hold you together. ‘Do you think I can see you soon?’

‘I think so, yeah’ you told him quietly, Mason giving no response to you but you could feel his smile down the phone. ‘Mason?’

‘Yes baby’ he answered, your tummy flipping at the sound of the pet name again. He’d called it a million times before but this felt different. It felt real.

‘Is it really over with her’

‘I promise, it’s done’ he told you sincerely and you believed him straight away. ‘Whatever you need for me to prove it to you I will okay’

‘I don’t want you to think I don’t trust you-‘

‘No it’s not that, but I've messed up and I need to prove myself. I’ve not given you anything to trust but I can change that and I will’ he told you pointedly.

‘What happened, Mase? Why did you go?’ You asked tearily before hearing him let out a sigh.

‘When I came here that night, I was serious about ending things. But she’s all I’ve ever really known so when she asked if I could come back and see her I only went because I'm weak. I don’t really have an excuse I just panicked but I knew I’d messed up straight away and then I saw she put that fucking post up. I told her to take it down and I tried to text you but they weren’t delivering and when I called you it was going straight to voicemail. I even tried messaging you on the bloody app but you weren’t coming up so I logged out and then when I searched again you came up’ he sighed. ‘I knew then I’d lost you so I really tried with her for a few days but you’re always on my mind. It's like I’d look at her but I’d just be wishing I was looking at you, pretending you were next to me and no matter what I did that never went away. I don’t feel for her what I feel for you, don’t think I ever have really and I knew I had to break the cycle with her. We loved each other but we just didn’t like each other anymore’

‘How do you know that won't happen to us?’ you asked quietly. Not sure you could ever not like Mason even after everything but if it could happen to him and his childhood sweetheart then what chance did you have?

‘I can’t make you any promises baby, but I just have this feeling you know? Me and her hurting each other was a routine, when we weren’t shouting at each other then it didn’t feel right. It’s almost like we took pleasure in making the other miserable but knowing I’d hurt you, that absolutely broke me’ he told you. His voice wobbling at the end as his emotions got the better of him and that was all it took for you to get upset yourself. Small sobs that you’d tried to keep at bay now battling their way to their surface and you knew Mason heard them straight away.

‘Please don’t cry love’ he whispered and you could hear him sitting up in bed like he was trying to hear you better.

‘Sorry-‘

‘No no don’t be sorry’ he interrupted, his voice full of sorrow. ‘I just hate that I can’t do anything’

‘It’s fine, I’ll be alright’ you told him but clearly you weren’t convincing enough as you heard him get out of bed on the other end.

‘No I’m sorry, I can’t. I’m coming over okay?’

‘You don’t have to, I’ll be fine in a minute’

‘No I do. If you don’t want me to come then I won’t but I can’t be so far away knowing you’re upset’

You didn’t want him being far away anymore either and the prospect of being close to him for a little bit sounding more enticing by the second and before you knew it your mouth was running away with you.

‘There’s a spare key under the plant pot’

‘I’ll be ten minutes okay? Just stay where you are’ he told you and you could hear him rustling around on the other end.

‘Okay’ You choked and after a quick goodbye he was gone.

You tried to calm yourself down a bit. Sitting yourself up in bed to try and stop the tears but no matter what they kept flowing and the anticipation of seeing Mason was making you feel sick.

You heard your front door open, gathering yourself together so you could try and calm down some more. Switching the lamp on beside you but as soon as he burst through the door you felt yourself breaking down again.

He was rushing over to you in an instant and you let him hold you to his chest. Tucking your face in his neck as his scent overtook you and you felt yourself melting into his embrace.

‘Shhhhh it’s okay. It’s okay baby I’m here now. I've got you yeah?’ He whispered. Rocking you back and forth to soothe you but all you could do was cry your little broken heart out once more. Gripping his hoodie with your fists like he might disappear but he was there and he was real. His fingers slowly rubbing over your scalp as he tried to calm you down but all you could feel was his own breathing becoming more ragged as he got emotional himself.

The pair of you couldn’t seem to separate, holding each other as tightly as you could as you cried out all of your pain. Him rubbing your back gently to try and soothe you but it was his comforting smell that relaxed you more than anything. Letting it engulf you as you squeezed him tighter before pulling back to look at him.

‘Please don’t cry anymore beautiful’ he whispered, gently wiping the last few tears from under your eyes and you gently reached out to wipe the tears away from his own face. The need to have him tell you face to face it was finally over being the only thing on your mind as you knew you’d be able to read him so without a second thought you cupped his face and smiled as he rested his cheek in your palm.

‘Is it really done?’

‘It’s done baby’ he nodded, and you knew he was being honest. ‘Last time I was here, when I sat outside, as soon as I left I went and got my stuff and I haven’t seen or spoken to her since’

‘Really?’

‘I promise. And you know what? I feel so relieved. Like huge weights off my shoulders cause I know it’s really done and it’s over’ he told you, unable to stop himself pressing a soft kiss to your forehead and you shivered at his touch before wrapping your arms around him again.

‘Look at me’ he whispered, pulling back so the pair of you could look at each other and even though he looked the saddest you’d ever seen him his eyes looked less troubled and you felt your heart settle. ‘Even if you really are done with me and this is it, then I just want you to know I’ll always be grateful for you, you know? Things have been different with you from the start in the best way possible and I can’t even begin to describe it. I just feel drawn to you, we’re like magnets. Like maybe it sounds stupid but it’s like our souls are connected. I know you said it was a cult but you’re my twin flame baby’ he laughed, making you roll your eyes at his attempt at a joke but your smile mirrored his before he got serious again.

‘You made me see how unhealthy everything was and I’ve never felt more complete than when I’m with you. You make me feel safe and you feel like home. Like when I’m with you my mind finally switches off and I know everything’s alright. Meeting you changed everything for me but I get that I may have pushed you too far’

‘I’m not done with you’ you told him. Watching his face relax as your words sunk in. Knowing you felt the exact same as him and that’s why you’d been holding on to him for so long. ‘I really almost was but I can’t keep away’

‘I’ll make things right i promise’ he breathed, his voice strained as he tried to hold himself together and even though he was clearly emotional you were ready to set down some ground rules.

‘If we do this, we do it my way alright?’

‘I’ll do whatever you want, i promise you’

‘I need time okay. I’m not saying we have to keep apart like we have been but I’d like for us to take it slow and make sure this is really what we want. I can’t get hurt like this again Mase’

‘I know, and I never would again, yeah? But we can go at whatever pace you like’ he told you and you couldn’t stop the smile taking over your face at his words. You knew he was being serious and the way he started smiling because you were made your heart thump, letting him pull you in closer as he cupped your jaw. ‘I missed you so much’ he whispered, kissing your head gently. ‘But I also missed who I was when I’m around you. You bring out the best parts of me. You make me want to be better, to do better, I want to be good for you, you know?. I couldn't have done it without you, I didn’t even want to do it for myself but I- I care about you so much’ he confessed.

You couldn’t speak, his sweet words rendering you speechless so you did the only thing you could think of to show him you felt the same. Leaning forward to softly capture his lips and you could tell he was shocked. Freezing ever so slightly before he melted into you and kissed you back.

You’d missed his kisses more than anything, the way just a simple touch of his lips on yours had the power to relax you like they did and you wanted to feel even closer to him than you currently were so you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and let him pull you further into his body.

Neither of you tried to take anything further, content with just feeling each other after what felt like too long apart and even when you tried to pull away he chased your lips so he could kiss you again before you couldn’t stop smiling. Foreheads resting against each others so you could still be close and it was only when he bumped his nose against yours gently that you found the courage to look at him.

‘That was unexpected’ he smiled, making you laugh out of embarrassment a little bit but he kissed your cheeks to let you know it was fine.

‘What happens now, Mase?’

‘What do you want to happen?’

‘A fresh start?’ You smiled, causing him to nod at you shyly. ‘I don’t wanna hold onto any anger or use anything against each other or anything like that. I just want us to be together and be happy. Just the two of us’

‘I want that too, more than anything’ he confirmed. ‘like I never wanna make you sad ever again, it kills me knowing how I’ve made you feel. I really would do anything to make this work, baby. I wanna grow with you and laugh with you and make you happy, yeah? Never wanna see you cry again’

‘I don’t think I’ve got anymore tears left’ you laughed, pulling him back into a hug and your heart fluttered at the way he clung to you. Stroking your back as he hid in your neck and you relished in the comfortable silence.

‘She knows about you’ he told you suddenly. His voice was so quiet you almost didn’t hear him but when you pulled back he must have sensed your uneasiness and carried on to reassure you. ‘Not everything, like she doesn’t know who you are but when I told her I wasn’t coming back this time she asked if there was someone else. She’d had her suspicions for a while but I just told her I’ve got a very good friend who I don't wanna just be friends with anymore. And that I love her enough to give her everything she wants and not keep hurting her because we can’t figure our shit out’

‘Love?’ You breathed. Wondering if the word had slipped out by accident but he nodded his head to let you know that’s what he meant to say.

‘Don’t worry, you don’t have to say it. It just needed you to know’ he told you softly. Thumb stroking your cheek as he gazed down at you adoringly. ‘You still give me butterflies, you know that? just like you did the first time I saw you. They’ve never gone away and I don’t think they ever will’

‘Oh Mase’ you whispered. So overwhelmed by everything he’d told you tonight you didn’t know where to start. You just wanted to hold him and kiss him and let him know you were going to be okay so you did just that. Kissing him softly before you pulled each other into your arms.

It felt like a dream, sitting there quietly and content with him as you just held each other together. Focusing on each other's breathing as you melted even closer together and you wished you could stay like this in his arms forever.

‘I’ll head off soon, yeah?’ He whispered into your hair, hands stroking your back lightly but you pulled away with a pout before he tucked some hair behind your ear. Smiling softly at you as you looked at him in disappointment.

‘Do you have to?’

‘I thought you wanted to take it slow?’

‘I do, but not tonight’ you huffed. ‘I need you here tonight’

‘Oh yeah? Need me here to do what?’ He asked, his voice getting a little more cheeky but he knew you didn’t mean it like that.

‘Hold me’ you whispered, watching his face soften before pressing another kiss to your cheek.

‘Come on, I’ve got you’ he whispered, the pair of you getting comfortable under the covers and you shivered as his thumbs stroked over your waist lightly. ‘You know, I wished I would of known there was a key under the plant pot when I was sat outside freezing my balls off a few weeks ago’

‘Trust me you wouldn’t have wanted to see me then’ you chuckled. ‘I was ready to tear you a new one’

‘I would have taken it’ he smiled, pulling you into his body a little further. ‘But I think it was better I gave you some space for a little while’

‘What about the constant texts?’

‘Don’t lie, you loved them. I know you were waiting everyday to see what I had to say next’

‘The animal facts were my favourite’

‘Oh yeah? Well I’ve got a load saved up for you’ he told you. The pair of you giggling like school kids but the wide eyed look on his face made your tummy flutter and when he lent down to kiss your cheek softly you could feel the blush spreading over them. ‘I know you wanna take things slow but I’m so excited to do all our firsts together again’ he told you softly, and you looked up at him with a confused expression.

‘What do you mean?’

‘You know like, tomorrow will be the first morning I get to wake up next to you and not feel weird about it. And I’m gonna take you out on a first date, a real one and I'll take you wherever you want. And then you can come stay with me for the first time and I’ll show you off to my family when you’re ready’ he told you excitedly. ‘Does that all sound okay?’

‘That sounds perfect’ you laughed, loving how excited he seemed knowing he’d get to do all these things with you again

‘As much as I’d love to stay up all night yapping with you, you need some sleep baby’

‘You’ll be here when I wake up, won’t you?’

‘Of course I will’ he reassured you and after a quick kiss good night you got settled on his chest.

‘Hey, Mase?’ You whispered after a few minutes, knowing you should trying to sleep but there was something you wanted to tell him before you did.

‘Yeah?’

‘I’ve deleted that app’ you told him. Feeling his chest rumble under you as he laughed before placing a soft kiss to your hairline.

‘Me too’ he whispered. ‘Does this mean you’re not single now?’

‘Almost’

‘I can work with that’ he told you quietly, kissing your forehead softly as you snuggled yourself into his chest even more.

Were things perfect? No

Were they salvageable? Yes

If you would have asked yourself that question a few weeks ago then you might have had a very different answer but laying in Mason's arms right now and the promise of a fresh start when you woke up in the morning being only hours away made you realised that he would always be worth it. That you hadn’t just chosen him but the universe had picked you for each other and whilst life was never simple, you knew you’d never be lonely again.

Thank you so so much for taking the time to read this 🩷 I’d love it if you could send me some feedback to let me know what you think 😘

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[iovetecchou]

Too Far Gone ⧸ Choso

༞ Contains...! smut, established relationship, mentions of masturbation, scent kink, virgin!choso, making out, premature ejaculation, use of 'good boy', slight dry humping, slight oral fixation, choso rips your shorts when he cums <3 lots of saliva... you're welcome.

༞ AFAB Reader.

༞ 1,291 words.

Relationships were foreign territory to Choso. So, when he finally mustered up the courage to ask you out, and you said yes, he was dumbfounded. Choso partially expected you to reject him, so when you inevitably didn’t... he had no clue how to function.

He was reticent around you more than ever before. You had been seeing each other for months, and Choso, was still acting cagey. You knew intimacy was brand new to the tense man himself, but you’ve initiated every physical act. You chalked it up to him just being nervous and inexperienced. 

Your first kiss together? That was all you. Choso stood frozen before you when it happened. When you pulled back to read his expression, he was blushing profusely. With a lopsided grin adorning his face. 

It took him several more times of you offering chaste kisses before he finally caved. Choso’s kisses were devoted yet hesitant. His lips would quiver as he sucked in a shaky breath before pulling himself back. His eyes swirled with desire as if he wanted- no, needed more from you. Though, your doting boyfriend never acted on such desires. Choso’s touches remained perfectly innocent— until something seemingly snapped within him. 

He had just gotten out of the shower when you arrived. You visited the place he called home often, so this wasn’t out of the ordinary. “Choso, I found this new game we can play together. It’s kinda scary though, think you’re up for—“ Your train of thought was cut short when you finally looked up from your phone. Your boyfriend was practically bare before you, only clad in a thin cotton towel that hugged his hips. You couldn’t help but ogle Choso’s exposed torso.

You didn’t expect him to be so built under his clothing. Choso always wore baggy, ill-fitting apparel, so it left much up to the imagination. But seeing his defined muscles decorating his stomach and arms caused heat to pool in your core. 

Wet raven locks stuck to his neck. The dampened strands of hair clung to his cheeks slightly too, and tiny water droplets trickled down his throat and to his full pecs. At this point, you were silent for too long, and it was evident you were practically eye fucking your boyfriend. But you seriously couldn’t look away. You spent countless nights imagining what Choso might look like, entirely uncovered for you. What it would feel like to touch him, to make him feel good. Hear him cry out in pleasure because of you. 

You spent many late evenings getting yourself off to these impure thoughts you had about your boyfriend. So, to say your mind wandered while you gaped at his half-naked form was an understatement. “Uh… change of plans. We can always play that game another time. I have something else in mind.” You cleared your throat, trying to conceal the fact that you were unbearably horny. 

“…Sure, what else did you have in mind?” Choso spoke softly; a complete contrast to his deep voice as he averted his gaze from yours. That signature blush of his coated his face once more, spreading to his ears. Making him feel hot under your intense gaze. 

You hardly gave Choso any warning as you lept into his arms. On instinct, he caught you. Strong arms wrapped around your waist as your legs hooked loosely around his torso. Your sudden action caused the towel to slip off his hips, leaving him entirely naked. Choso's eyes were blown wide at the realization. He tried to pull back to conceal himself, but you wouldn't allow it. Instead, you pulled him in for a heated kiss. Your hands tangled in his damp hair, tugging on his raven locks playfully. You ground your hips down on instinct when Choso let out a delicious whine against your lips. 

Your eyes fluttered open as you felt his cock begin to stiffen underneath you. Choso's length twitched and throbbed against your clothed lower half. The further you ground down against his needy cock, the more desperate your lover's whines became. His legs were shaky from the intense pleasure. The furthest you had gone in your relationship was a few heated makeout sessions. So, this was exhilarating for Choso. He slowly stumbled backward until the back of his thighs hit the edge of his bed. You both let out a gasp as he sat down, causing his cock to slot between the crease of your ass. You could tell he was big just by the feeling of him alone. You scored your bottom lip with your teeth at the thought of your boyfriend stretching you out with his cock.

Choso gazed at you, half-lidded eyes darker than before. A string of saliva connected both of you as your lungs burned for air. Choso looked like he was contemplating something as you huffed, trying to catch your breath. But, before you could ask him what was on his mind, he flipped you over. Now Choso was above you, comfortably slotted between your parted thighs. His eyes never once left yours, not even for a single second. This was rare. Choso almost always averted his gaze after a makeout session. But something shifted within him. His resolve dwindled down to nothing before he could hold himself back. 

He began kissing down your neck, huffing against your skin. Breathing you in. Choso allowed his hands to drift underneath your flimsy shirt as his kisses traveled lower. He was whining against your skin as his hands pulled your shirt over your midsection. You let out a soft sigh as he kissed your stomach, carding your hands through his raven locks once more. "You're so soft... smell so good... especially right here... fu-fuck..."

Choso mumbled in his daze. His face was centimeters away from clothed pussy as he inhaled deeply. His eyes finally left yours, dark orbs now fixated on the wet patch left behind on the fabric of your shorts. He pushed his face further into you, nose brushing up against your clothed clit as he breathed you in. His hips twitched from below the more he lost himself in your scent. "A-Amazing... Never smelt something so... so- hah... wonder if it tastes just as good..." Choso continued to mutter to himself as his tongue darted out. He lapped at the wet spot on your shorts, further dampening the fabric with his saliva. 

You watched in amusement as Choso's eyes rolled back from the faint taste of your essence. His hands held your hips tightly in place as he indulged. You let out a whine, imagining how he would react if he tasted you without the barrier of clothing. You were sure he would lose his mind. He continued to pamper his perverse desires for a few moments more before it became too overwhelming for the chaste man. "Hah... so good... sh-shit!" 

You gasped as Choso's hands that adorned your hips pulled at the fabric of your shorts, tearing them apart as he twitched and bucked his hips. He was drooling as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. A faint smirk etched into your face as you realized what had happened. Choso just came... from this alone. Pride pooled in your chest at this realization. "Good boy, Choso..."

Choso was twitching so much as he rode out the aftershocks of pleasure. He bit his lip at the realization that his cock was still painfully hard. He was too far gone, Choso couldn’t control himself around you. It was as if an invisible force surrounded you, pulling him in. You had a certain effect on him that no one else acquired.

"You really think I'm a good boy? But I didn't... here, let me make it up to you."

this is definitely gonna need a part two...

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[mintsalsa]

relationship hcs — hancock

a/n: the girls that get it, get it

(nsfw below cut!)

★ ! sfw

hancock is a tough nut to crack

under all the swagger, the sarcastic remarks and the self-deprecating jokes, hancock is actually pretty sad

sad and a little lonely - despite the sense of community tying the people of goodneighbor together

so when he first starts following you around, it's precisely for the reason he claims: to clear his head and find purpose again

the fact that he finds you cute doesn't have a terrible lot to do with it

because while he doesn't always sell himself short, he likes to think of himself as a realist - he's him, and you're, well, you're you

it doesn't help that half his security personnel in goodneighbor can't seem to take their eyes off of you anytime you visit

and while the thought of it kind of pisses him off, he knows that he's the one sharing stories, bottles and cigarettes when you're sitting around a fire at night, out in the wastes, just him and just you

it takes a long time for him to admit his feelings to himself

which doesn't deter him from flirting with you, obviously

and despite you laughing and blushing before hurling an ironic retort in his direction, he never believes the bickering between you to mean anything

but somehow, you make him less afraid

less afraid of everything, and especially of himself

he'll start dropping hints about his feelings, but given the dynamic between you two, it only manages to leave you more confused

so you'd end up having to take matters into your own hands and ask him about his behavior to make him fess up

less big on pda, but trust me when i say emotional intimacy is such a huge thing

like this man is your soulmate, end of story

he loves showing you off (bc ur sexy)

and when you inch closer to him at night, your soft skin reaching out to touch his rough hands and face ...

let's just say the entire wasteland had never seen a ghoul smile brighter ever before

★ ! nsfw

i'm convinced hancock fucks, first of all

but with you?

he's insecure as hell, and it'd take him a short while to work up the courage to initiate any physical intimacy

freak in the streets and the sheets!

he'd never do anything you're not comfortable with, though - if you're more on the vanilla side of things, he'll adapt

you're his top priority after all

and even when he's going sweet and slow, it's always so, so hot

he uses his words and voice a lot and praises you like there's no tomorrow

#fallout 4 #hancock #hancock x reader #hancock x sole survivor #fallout 4 companions #f: fo4 #c: hancock #g: hcs

[shall-we-die]

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{"Is that my shirt?"}

Their reactions when you wear their shirt.

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• Diavolo would most likely be very flustered, but also quite flattered and excited at the same time. It is extremely rare for anyone to be allowed within the castle walls to Diavolo's chambers, so for someone to actually go inside his bedroom and wear his shirt is a huge deal. (but not for MC)

• He would secretly find it quite sexy and attractive. {"Aww, are you trying to look cute for me? My shirt looks adorable on you."} Diavolo chuckled and playfully wrapped his arm around his beloved MC and gave them a quick kiss.

• Diavolo would probably struggle not to stare at the MC's legs and hips.  Diavolo would likely struggle to concentrate on making conversation and instead be constantly glancing at the their legs and body, trying his best to hold back from grabbing and kissing them all over. 

• If MC wants to tease Diavolo while he's in this state by wiggling their hips or lifting their shirt to reveal more skin, Diavolo would most likely break and completely surrender to the them.

• He would give a small sigh, trying not to be attracted to the sight of his lovely MC wearing his shirt without pants. But, deep down, he did felt attracted to the sight, feeling his heart thumping at a faster beat and his throat going hoarse.

• He would have to pretend that he didn't see that, however, and instead act naturally just to not give himself away. He would look away while mumbling to himself about their lack of proper etiquette and the fact that they are indeed inside the house.

• He would not comment about how good the shirt looks on MC. It is something he would never admit to MC... (Maybe) {"Oya... I didn't know that you used to steal other people's clothes, MC."}

• The moment when MC started moving...his eyes immediately locked back at the their legs and hips with lustful thoughts on his mind.

• Simon would likely feel a sense of warmth and comfort when seeing his love dressed in his shirt. It would likely evoke feelings of affection and desire, as he appreciates the intimacy and closeness it suggests.

• He may also appreciate the intimacy and trust implied by the act, as it demonstrates that they are comfortable with and accepting of each other's bodies, and that they trust him not to exploit his access to their vulnerability.

• The fact that MC is wearing his shirt alone to be a sign of trust and comfort in their relationship. It makes him happy. He'll hug MC from behind and chuckle gently. {"I see... you're doing unholy things now,... is this Devildom's impact?"}

• He may feel especially attracted to his love's legs in this moment, as they are framed by the shirt and left intentionally visible.

• Solomon is not easily flustered, and is quite used to seeing MC in various states of undress. However, when Solomon sees them wearing only his shirt (which is the shirt he gave to them), he's reminded of how beautiful and special MC is to him. This reminds him of the bond they share, and makes him feel grateful that he found someone who loves him as much as he loves them.

• Knowing that they trust and feel comfortable enough with him to wear his clothes in such a way...it would be a moment so sweet that all else would be forgotten. Nothing else would matter to him at that moment.

• He would likely also find it enjoyable to watch MC move around in such a way that shows off their body, and he would probably take the opportunity to tease them and make them blush.

• He would take note of their exposed body and be pleased that they feel comfortable and safe enough around him to be so relaxed. {"Should I burn all your other clothes, darling?..."}

#𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎–[🍓] #obey me x reader #obey me fluff #obey me x mc #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me simeon x reader #obey me solomon x reader

[dmitriene]

𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗩𝗜𝗥𝗚𝗜𝗡 𝗚𝗙 𝗣𝗧 𝟮.

❝𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧❞ 𝘣𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘹 𝘨𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ❝𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗦❞ 𝘛𝘞: 𝘍𝘐𝘓𝘛𝘏𝘠 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛, 𝘗𝘜𝘙𝘌 𝘍𝘓𝘜𝘍𝘍, 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞, 𝘚𝘔𝘜𝘛, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘷, 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦

 ✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3. ˑ༄

days passed one after another, it seems simon was really scared after your last attempt at intimacy, it was even kind of comedic, a man who could break skulls and wash himself with the blood of his enemies was scared when his beloved girl got a small scratch on her lip while she was trying to blow him, wasn’t it charming?

it would have been so if he had not completely cut himself off from you, no, he did not stop touching you completely, on the contrary, he brought you to crushing pleasure with both his wide fingers and his deft tongue, looking into your tearful eyes through his light eyelashes, watching as your mouth opened slightly in the shape of the o, and your face was replaced by a new emotion each time, until you threw your head back, arching your spine with a quiet mewl, as soon as his tongue touched your pulsating bud, sucking it into his warm and wet mouth, full of saliva, as if he had been starving himself all day before touching you ‹𝟹

but that's not fair! you also wanted to do make him feel good, and even all sweet nothings in your blushing ears like — «your mere presence is enough to make me feel good, love» or — «the way your tender walls squeeze my fingers is already the fuckin' best thing i could have dreamed of» wasn't enough! you really want to learn, to do even better, but you know better than to argue with simon, and even your innocent teasing, such as licking his fingers, biting them, or biting his earlobe, making him growl and squeeze your waist until there are reddish marks on skin, none of this works, he knows how to hold back, and so he just ruffles your hair like an adorable pet, allowing you to continue, knowing that if he says no, it means no.

but it gets even worse when he says that he needs to go on a mission, yes, it is not as long as usual, but this does not change the fact that you will be left completely alone for a decent amount of time, and even none of his soft kisses and consolations do not cancel your disappointment, it’s not simon’s fault, of course not, and you never think so! you'll just be so bored and so lonely((

well, or you thought that you would, until you found yourself an innocent little hobby ‹𝟹 he will be away for so long, tired and miss you, so why not please him by sending him photos about how your day is going?

even if in the end, somehow magically, all your days consist of lying on your shared bed in a charming set of underwear with your cute fingers stuffed deep into your wet hole, chants of his name every now and then escape from your lips in the videos that you record for him almost daily, making him practically cum right in his pants, looking at the screen morning and night with wide pupils, grumbling and trying to tell you off with his promises that only push you to continue — «such a fucking tease you are, lovie, wait for me to come back and you won't be able to stand properly, gonna fuck you finally, what do you think, hm? dreaming, begging for it, aren't ya?»

and this promise alone is enough to send a shock of shivers down your spine, a quiet whine intuitively escapes from your throat when you look at this message and chew your lower lip, fidgeting with your teeth against it and typing the answer with almost trembling fingers, impatiently fidgeting on the sheets — «please, si, wouldn't want anything else, can't wait to you to get back home, feeling so empty already..»

every word pushes him into the abyss even more, he wanted to spend more time, he really did, but every vulgar message you send, a video with your precious naked areas of skin and how needy you act make him not care at all, he definitely will fulfill your every wish as soon as he returns home, anything for his sweet girl, just wait ‹𝟹

he returned home after about two weeks, about half a month at most, and he is finally in a familiar environment where he is immediately greeted by a light aroma of freshness and notes of your scent, but you are not on the sofa or in the kitchen, forcing him to habitually to worry, because even from the bathroom there is no sound — until he passes by your bedroom, catching the quiet purrs of his name from there, his hand shamelessly squeezes the door handle and opens it, revealing a charming scene in front of him.

your body arches against the sheets as you bury your face in the pillow, incoherently mewling his name like a prayer as your fingers move in and out of your wet, loose hole, you didn’t know that he would return today, and you missed him so much, you wanted to feel him so close that in the end you ended up in this position, your panties are somewhere on the edge of the bed, falling to the floor, there is nothing on your body except his t shirt, and your eyes become wet with tears of disappointment because your own fingers are not enough for you, when the sound of his voice makes you shudder sharply and squeeze around your digits — «what a beautiful scene, hm? are ya greeting me like this, darling?»

you whine something, looking at him over your shoulder through the damp veil and stupidly tilting your head like a lost kitten, whispering softly — «s-si? you're back?..» realization comes gradually, this is simon, you smell him and, albeit imprecisely, you see his figure in the doorway, so you move to remove your fingers from your pussy, wagging your hips and your ass that currently raised into the air when his commanding voice calls you, making you shudder and obediently freeze — «tsk, no.. no lovie, keep those fingers in and then i'm gonna replace them with mine»

your head moves on a subconscious level and you nod like a dummy, freezing in place even despite the slight numbness in your legs when he steps closer with measured and silent steps, crossing the path from the now closed door to the bed, allowing the mattress to sag under the weight of his knee as he settles down behind you, tracing your plush ass with his hand, pulling off his balaclava and throwing it away, a straight line of teeth clinging to the fabric of his gloves to expose his fingers and allow you to feel the warmth of his skin, as well as the beloved roughness of his fingertips.

— «waited for me so obediently, teasin' me, stuffing your poor cunt with your fingers while she begged for more, ye? don't worry, i'm here now» a rough, slightly hoarse voice teased, his eyes darkening even more with primal hunger as he watches your seductively arched body, wanting nothing more than to completely take possession of you, to take care of you.

simon settles on his knees behind you, his strong hands taking control as he guides your fingers deeper into your throbbing slick hole with one hand, pushing you over the edge, his touch intentional and guiding, allowing you to finally feel your stomach heat and twist with that lovely feeling.

his other hand quickly undoes the belt on his pants and his fly, casually and with a slap he pulls down the elastic of his boxers, freeing his swollen, throbbing cock which jumps forward, stands at attention and begs for release, pearls of precum slowly forming at the tip as he smears them along his impressive length.

soon his fingers smoothly take the place of yours, so much so that you don’t even notice when he thrusts into your wetness with decisive speed, plunging into your absolutely relaxed hole, he feels your walls squeezing his thick digits, and your moans of pleasure only increase his own arousal.

his free hand wraps around his aching shaft, stroking it firmly, causing milky drops of precum to gather at the tip even more actively, the pulsating sensation only intensifies, prompting him to seek release in the depths of your needy cunt, he just needs to play with you longer, make sure you are ready.

his breathing becomes heavier, his movements become more insistent, he can't help but imagine how he will stretch you, the thought makes his cock throb and ache with a raw, instinctive desire to finally feel you around him, making his thoughts melt and tongue take the leading position — «jus' a little bit, ffuuck, longer baby, gonna make you cum on those fingers your cunny loves so much»

his words alone are enough to make you squeeze him with a sucking tightness and tremble, simon's chuckle resounds in his chest and throughout the room when he sees your dumbfounded expression on your face, your moans of pleasure echo throughout the room after the long awaited orgasm, and he removes his fingers from your throbbing cunt, and the flow of your juices follows suit.

his teasing nature takes over as he runs his fingers over your sensitive bud, causing you to shiver, before, with deliberate slowness, he slides his swollen, sticky cock between the soft globes of your ass, the tip, bright red and slick with precum, pressing against yours puckered entrance, teasing and taunting, causing you babble confusedly — «pleaseplease, hhmnh, sisi, need you inside»

he savors this moment, taking his time to build anticipation, he unabashedly enjoys the power he holds over your trembling body, his own need barely contained as he holds both you and himself back, his senses on fire.

simon's actions are quick and decisive as he suddenly flips you onto your back and your body slides lower, positioning you perfectly for what's about to happen, giving him a view of your flushed face.

his deep, bottomless eyes meet your drunken expression as a small smirk appears on his lips, your legs spread wide, inviting him into your depths, and he obeys, feeling a rush of possessiveness, holding one of your legs under his knee, spreading it for his own review.

with deliberate slowness, he begins to slide his throbbing cock into your tight, virgin cunt, sharp new sensations overwhelm you, forcing you to close your eyes and instinctively hug his neck, seeking comfort and connection, hiding in his fragrant skin and calming down a little, especially thanks to the loosenes and the wetness of your pussy from early.

simon openly enjoys the tightness of your untouched walls, feeling pure pleasure as he finally slowly slides into you, taking his time, allowing you to adjust to his size, feeling every inch of your warmth gradually envelop his length, tight and pleasantly wet.

his cock continues its leisurely pace, plunging deeper into your depths, his every movement is calculated and controlled, therefore, having reached the deepest point of his penetration, he freezes, giving you the opportunity to adapt to the fullness and intensity of his presence between your walls.

his hand leaves your leg and slides to your face, gently touching your cheek, he nuzzles your cheek, his stubble brushing your skin, seeking connection beyond the physical, caring for your condition and purring huskily when you whine, fidgeting slightly — «i know, got you all dumb on my cock, but i need you to tell me if it's okay, love»

brown eyes search your face, looking for any signs of discomfort or pain, he wants to make sure that you are enjoying this experience as much as he does and that he is not pushing you beyond your limits, the heart in your chest swells and melts at his tenderness, so you struggle with the weight of your tongue in your mouth and whisper — «g-good si, feeling good, move, please move, mm» while his body is pressed against yours and his fingertips continue their gentle ministrations on your twitching bud, relaxing you.

simon registers your soothing words, knowing you're ready for him to continue, and when you recoil from his neck, letting your head fall onto the sheets, he takes the lead and his body instinctively begins to move inside yours.

your moans of pleasure slowly fill the air as you arch beneath him, the feeling of his teeth and lips on your neck adding to the intensity as he marks you with bites and kisses, leaving his imprint on your skin, slowly thrusting in and out of your tightness.

with a movement of his hand he moves it back under your knee, leaving your quivering bud, spreading your leg wider, giving him more access to your tight, drooling sex, his movements gradually becoming more purposeful, each thrust and rock of his hips calculated to please both of you, slapping gently with his skin against yours.

the thrusts become more intense, his muscular thighs slapping your ass with each more powerful movement, he lifts your leg even higher, giving him deeper access, causing you to squirm and claw at his arm in response to the sudden fullness, suddenly sighing and gasping, eyes rolling — «ah! mm! gonna — gonna cum like that, s-simon»

he hears you, but doesn't stop, his cock sliding deeper inside you, brushing against your cervix with every hard thrust, and the sensation alone sends waves of pure pleasure through your body, causing your mouth to open and close in silent ecstasy.

your eyes, slightly closed with desire, meet his dark gaze as he leans down to kiss your eyelids, gently touching your cheek with his lips, whispering words of encouragement, putting your pleasure above his own, saying through quiet growls — «good job, mgrh, go on, don't need to wait, yeah? cum f'me»

a couple more increasingly insistent thrusts become the final ones, bringing you to the edge as he continues to fuck you to orgasm, your inner walls clenching and sucking on his cock, feeling each vein and clamping around him in a wave of pleasure, soft mewls filling the room, echoing his satisfied grunts.

he kisses you passionately, his lips trailing down your face and neck, leaving marks and bites in their wake, the feeling of his teeth scraping against your shoulder only intensifies your pleasure, making you twitch and squirm across the sheets.

at the height of the moment he reaches his climax, his body tenses, muscles and abs flex and he releases his warm, pulsating cum deep into your slick pussy, his liquid warmth sending another shiver of pleasure coursing through your slightly exhausted body.

you cling to him, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, seeking comfort and closeness after the first thrilling experience, and it makes him chuckle softly as he nuzzles your warm cheek, stroking your leg — «that's it, did soo good, now it's time to rest, mm?» you respond with something incoherent, nodding, although in the end you only bump into his shoulder as your consciousness slowly falls into sleep, and the last thing you feel is a warm towel and gentle strokes on your skin as he wipes you down, stroking you tenderly on the head ‹𝟹

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[kikyo-bnha-imagines]

Kissing headcanons for the BNHA boys (Pt.1)

Izuku:

Kisses with Izuku are gentle, soft, and timid  

He’s a bit hesitant when he initiates, and he does it while sporting a massive blush nearly every single time  

He likes to squeeze your hand while he kisses you. It grounds him and makes the whole act feel that much more intimate  

As much as he adores kissing you on the lips, he really likes cheek kisses and little pecks on the forehead too  

He does get a bit embarrassed when it comes to PDA, but he loves you, and it makes him happy knowing that someone will openly express their affection for him. Still, try not to push him too hard in public, because there's a good chance he will faint

Katsuki:

The first kiss you ever shared was quite soft and tentative, but that was mostly because your relationship was in its early stages, and you were both testing the waters 

Once you and Katsuki are going strong, he won’t hold back when it comes to kissing you, and you can expect to have him pull you into his arms and slam his lips against yours seemingly without warning 

Unlike Izuku, he could care less about PDA. In fact, he loves having the chance to show you off in front of everyone. He’ll smother you with kisses no matter who’s watching, and if he’s feeling particularly cocky, he’ll make sure to grin smugly after the fact 

Katsuki isn’t very good with using his words to show that he cares, so physical intimacy is how he makes up for it 

He prefers to kiss you on the lips, passionately, but when he’s in an especially intimate mood, he’ll hold you close and kiss the back of your hand, while blushing and telling you how much he loves you (in a quiet voice, because he’s embarrassed)  

Shouto:

Kisses with Shouto are almost never quick. Kissing you is a thoughtful, deliberate act, and he likes to take his time and let his lips linger against yours 

He’ll cradle your cheek with his hand, make a big show of staring warmly into your eyes, then bring his lips to yours and meet you in a deep, slow kiss 

Because of his upbringing, he worries that he doesn’t possess the capacity to express how much he loves his significant other, but at his core, Shouto is a kind, compassionate person. He cherishes you, and you know that the way he kisses you is yet another way for him to show it 

He doesn’t mind PDA at all. It takes a lot to be able to embarrass him, mostly since he can be a bit innocent and naïve at times. He will gladly kiss you in front of other people, but that being said, he still has some self-awareness and won’t just start a full-blown make-out session and risk making other people uncomfortable (unlike Katsuki, who definitely will) 

Shouto likes kissing you on the lips the most, but he finds that squeezing you and gently kissing your eyelids when they’re shut is a rather intimate act. He also enjoys having the same done to him, while he’s resting his head on your shoulder or your lap  

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[dazed-and-confused23]

Act Naturally 2

Summary: Lucy still can't over the fact that her new husband is Cooper. Now, she needs to get over the fact that he's so much older than her.

Pairings: Pre-War Cooper Howard x Lucy Maclean

Warnings: fluff and dirty thoughts. Older man x younger woman

Masterlist. Part 3

It isn't until after they walk down the aisle and exchange old, tarnished rings that Lucy begins to calm down. She doesn't understand how this is happening, and if she were one to question authority, she wouldn't want any part of this. But those weren't the kind of thoughts running through her mind right now. No, all Lucy Maclean could think about was the fact that she was marrying her favorite actor.

Cooper Howard had been as much a gentleman as she imagined him to be, kind with a handsome smile and soft affection for someone he hardly knew. However, the movies hardly do a good job detailing how old the actors are, and Cooper Howard was a fair bit older than what she thought.

Not that it bothers her mind you! Lucy is sure that Mr. Howard is a deathly, virile man, but the quiver of her thighs told the young woman that maybe she spuldnt be thinking about dirty things like that while they sit across from another, eating. But then Lucy catches sight of his gaze studying her across the table and her thighs clench under the fabric of the wedding dress she wears.

Lucy doesn't know what to call the look in his eyes, but it's anything but innocent. It makes her insides squirm and the aching heat of arousal swim up her spine, and her hand clenches around the fork. Beside her, Steph pats her shoulder and smiles at the ex-actor.

"Forgive her, Mr. Howard. Lucy's just a little nervous," She says, and the dark-haired woman gives her friend a tight yet grateful smile.

"Don't worry about it, Sweetheart," Cooper assures his new wife and gently knocks the tip of his boot along her ankle, "Fans are usually nervous."

Lucy’s blush intensifies at the casual display of intimacy and the fact that Cooper knows that she's a fan of his works. She ducks her head and stares down at the jelly cake made just for her wedding. She's never been this nervous before, and she feels lost without her usual confidence.

"How about we get outta here? You can show me around?" Cooper suggests after a moment. He wants Lucy to feel comfortable with him, and not like she's got to walk on eggshells to impress him. He stands from the table and offers her his hand.

Lucy looks up at him, a tiny smile playing along her lips as she slides her hand into his own and allows Cooper to help her stand, "I can do that."

Cooper gifts her with another one of those handsome grins that makes her knees shake, and then gestures with a hand, "After you, Sugar."

#cooper howard #fallout #fallout prime #fallout tv series #lucy maclean #ghoulcy #vaultghoul #cooper howard x lucy maclean #AU

[obey-me-disaster]

The demon brothers in maid dresses with an MC that likes it a bit too much

A/N: This is super self indulgent post I won't lie. I am having a horrible writer's block so I needed to get this out of my system.

Demon brothers x gn!MC

!!Slightly suggestive but nothing explicit happens!!

Lucifer

It was a curse set up by the Anti Lucifer League. When he put on his usual attire it transformed into a full blown maid dress with thigh highs that he couldn't take off.

Refused to get out of his room until the curse wore off. He made sure that there were no cameras anywhere near him.

You are the only one he lets in, but warns you that if you laugh he is throwing you out. Needless to say you are over the moon.

While he is annoyed about the curse he can't deny the fact that he likes the way you look at him.

There was one scene in season 3 where MC made Lucifer sit on their lap and he really liked it (his intimacy bar went up). Do that to him.

If you want to try to do anything with him while he is in that dress you'll have to take lead. He has a hard time saying no to you so he will most likely go with whatever you want after a while. But makes you swear you won't tell anyone.

After the curse is over he goes straight to Satan and Belphegor to punish them. Mammon too since he tried to take pictures in order to sell them.

The only reason he won't try to drink demonus until he forgets this whole is because of you. becauseofhowwellyoufuckedhim

You probably won't see him like that ever again tho

Mammon

He lost a bet to Asmo when they went to a party. He tried to win some money but it just ended up with him wearing that cursed maid outfit.

He goes to hide into your room. Why? Because you're his human so this is your problem too. Unknown to him, this was more of a blessing to you.

You were doing your own thing when he bursts into your room, locks the door and starts to complain about the stupid bet.

You probably didn't pay too much attention to what he was saying, more focused on the way the dress would ride up his thighs. The outfit was chosen by Asmo, so it was pretty revealing.

He was about to tell you off for not paying attention to what he was saying but stopped when he saw that way you were looking him.

He tries to play it off, hoping you wouldn't notice the shift in his mood or the way his whole face heat up.

Good thing the door is locked. Because that act is not gonna last long. The maid dress is not comming off either, it looked too good on him.

If you asked him enough times he might wear the maid outfit again. But that's because he is your first man and he doesn't want you to go to one of his brothers for that.

Leviathan

He was trying on a maid dress for a future cosplay when you entered his room without knocking.

You kind of stared at each other for a few minutes. Levi was thinking if calling Lotan would get him out of the situation while you were busy admiring how he looked in the maid outfit.

He snapped out of thoughts when he realized you took a picture of him. You had to calm him down and explain that you just like how he looks and you're not trying to make fun of him.

Tries to go on with working on his cosplay while you hang out in his room but can't really focus. Not only are you constantly checking him out, but this whole situation reminds him of an anime hentai

Just thinking about that scene and what happened between the protagonist and the love interest made him blush. The fact that you were acting just like the love interest did not help at all.

It's up to you to ask him what got him blushing so much. He tries to deny it at first but it was obvious he was lying.

He was already preparing for you to be disgusted and leave the room but instead you told him to continue

Chances are he may need to get a new maid dress for his cosplay.

Satan

He had to test how the curse for Lucifer would work, unfortunately it backfired to him. Now he was stuck in a maid dress with cat ears and tail.

You would think the cat ears and tail would make him happy at least but not really.(I think there was a chat where he said he doesn't like the idea of cat maids).

He locked himself in the room until he figured a way to get rid of the curse. No need for his brothers to see him like that and for Lucifer to find out about the future prank.

He texted you to come into his room to help him figure out a way to get rid of the curse. Yes, you knew Lucifer would get pranked into wearing a maid dress. No, you didn't tell him at all.

You did not help at all. He started to get frustrated with you since he thought you were just laughing at him. He decided to observe you more before confronting you and that's when he realized you may have a thing for him in that damn dress.

It was clear you had no intention of helping and he didn't really have the heart to tell you to leave either so he decided to let you indulge a bit. In the name of finding out more about the curse of course.

After the curse finally wears off, to your dissapointment, he nearly didn't want to use the curse with Belphie on Lucifer. He didn't even want to think what you would do with Lucifer if you saw him in that dress.

Asmodeus

He was going through some old outfits when he found the maid dress and decided to try it on. He didn't really remember where he got it from, it was probably a gift given by one of his fans.

The moment he tried it on he immediately called you into his room to see how good he looked.

Friendly reminder to everyone, he can feel when people are attracted to him. It's confirmed somewhere in season 2. He knew you were into this shit in less than a minute.

To his credit, his intentions were pure when he invited you into his room. Things changed he sensed your attraction to him in that attire. Even without his power, it was still obvious from the way your eyes were following him.

Tries to drop subtle hints at first. Yes he knows you really like how he looks in a maid dress, but that doesn't mean you want to do anything with him at the moment.

If you seem like you want to take things further, which you most likely want to, he will keep going. Might as well put that maid dress to good use.

Will drop hints to his brothers about your preference. In the name of helping them, of course.

After that he will try on different outfits to see if he can get the same reaction out of you again.

Beelzebub

He lost a bet to Asmo and had to wear the maid dress. He was not as bothered by the dress but by the fact that he missed on a free meal from losing the bet.

He was not planning on going out of the house for that day , so the curse didn't affect him that much.

You found him in the kitchen, emptying out the fridge. Since it was too late to stop him at the point you decided to join him and have a snack.

He felt a bit embarrasses at first but quickly got over it when he saw you didn't make fun of him.

He was too focused on eating and making conversation with you to notice the way your eyes wondered around his body. It wasn't a revealing dress by any means, but it was a bit too small for him, making it seem like it would tear at any second.

It didn't help that he decided to use the dress as a napkin. So whenever he would wipe his mouth, he would lift the dress, giving you a full view of his thighs.

In the end the maid dress got to dirty for Beel to keep on wearing it so you offered to wash it for him.

Any sadness from the fact that Beel had to change was quickly overshadowed by the fact that he stripped in front of you without a care in the world. Yeah he did have a blush on his face but it wasn't the first time you saw him like that, so to Beel it was no big deal.

Not wearing the maid dress anymore didn't seem like such a sad thing now...

Belphegor

The curse he tried to put on Lucifer backfired and now he was the one in a maid dress. At least it was comfortable enough to sleep in.

He decided to just sleep the curse away, and what better place is there to sleep than next to you?

When you got a text from to go into his room, you weren't exactly expecting to see him in a maid dress, but you weren't about to complain.

His original plan was only to take a nap with you, but the little shit caught on the fact that you may like him in that dress, so he decided to put it to test.

He tried a bunch of weird 'sleep positions' where he was practically all over you, trying to get a reaction out of you.

After a while he got enough of teasing you and saying that you watched too many of Levi's animes

After all that moving around and teasing you he was not tired anymore. In fact, he made you take responsability for him not being able to sleep properly anymore. It's up to you to decide what you want to do from then on.

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[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

A Christmas Miracle

Note: merry second crisis day

Warnings: 18+!!! smut/angst/fluff. mention of physical assault and blood.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x Escort!reader (f)

summary: A new client just before the holidays changed everything for you.

wordcount: 8k

Masterlist

Sihtric threw his phone next to him on his couch, after scrolling for twenty minutes straight before he finally made a choice. He groaned and dragged his hands down over his face in embarrassment at the fact it had gotten to this point. He felt his cheeks heat up at the realisation of what he just had done, and regret kicked in immediately.

He reached into the backpocket of his black, formal trousers and took out his wallet, which he threw next to his phone. He then loosened his black tie, unbuttoned the first three buttons of his white blouse and rolled up the sleeves to his elbows. He sat back with his arms spread across the backrest of his couch, as he stared up at the ceiling while he kicked off his black Oxford shoes, and shoved them under the white salon table in front of him. He then raked his tattooed fingers through his dark, wild and loose shoulder length hair and he slowly let out a sharp exhale.

He had been deprived of sex for months on end, or any form of physical touch for that matter, and he couldn't even really recall the last time he had been intimate with someone. He had tried getting into the dating scene, but he was either stood up or it was him who simply wanted to leave as fast as possible and go home again. As soon as word got out during a date that Sihtric was a lawyer, he could practically see the money signs in the eyes of those he had a drink with, and he was tired of it. He was tired of dating in general, and even though he felt lonely at times, he'd rather be single than go on one more disastrous date. But he still had needs and desires and, as a lawyer, it wasn't really a good look to make a profile on a dating app just for sex. So it had come to this; he had just booked an escort for the first time in his life, after another rough day at work.

Sihtric didn't think there was anything wrong with paying for sex, he just never thought he'd ever be one of those people who turned to it as a last resort for intimacy. He had successfully represented several escorts as a lawyer, and Sihtric knew very well that he didn't quite fit the profile of an escort's client, and he just felt pathetic right now. He hoped that for some reason his booking would be declined, as he thought the escort he booked was way too beautiful in the first place, and he just wanted to save himself from having an awkward night. But it seemed that it was already too late when Sihtric checked his phone again and saw he had received a confirmation text, which said the escort would be at his place in half an hour.

'Fuck,' he groaned and buried his face in his hands again, while he anxiously awaited your arrival.

You walked through the hallway on the tenth floor of a fancy apartment building just outside of the city centre. The clicking sound of your black heels echoed as you closed in on door number 254. The building itself looked way nicer than most places you've been booked at, but you also knew that those so-called rich people often have weird fetishes, so you were prepared to set your boundaries immediately or charge more. You expected an older man to have booked your services, as you usually found those types of men in fancy places like this, so when a young, handsome man opened the door you had just knocked on, a smile settled on your face with a sigh of relief.

'Well, ain't that a pleasant surprise,' you purred as you looked at him from head to toe.

'Oh, eh, c-come in,' the man chuckled and blushed as he held the door open for you.

You walked past him and looked up into his eyes, finding they are beautifully mismatched and accompanied by a few scars on his handsome face. His hair was wild and loose while his white blouse was half unbuttoned. He still wore his belt, but no shoes, which told you that he hadn't been home for a long time yet, and you quickly glanced around the apartment. It was spacious and rather cosy. You saw a large flatscreen tv on a white wall, a nice salon table on a grey faux fur rug, two black couches, a fireplace and an open kitchen with a small dining table. You figured he lived alone and there was no sign of a girlfriend or wife anywhere, which made you feel relieved again, as you hated to be a homewrecker after being the cause of several divorces already in your escort career.

'So,' you smiled and turned, 'what's your name, handsome?'

'It's, eh, S-Sihtric,' he blushed and bit down on his lip and he stepped slowly towards you.

He already knew your name as he had booked you, so instead of introducing yourself you stepped closer and ran your fingers over his clothed torso. His breath hitched in his throat as he was stunned by your beauty.

'Tell me, Sihtric,' you breathed, 'do you know the rules?'

'I,' he cleared his throat and nervously scratched the back of his neck, 'I guess. This is my… first time with an escort, actually.'

'I figured,' you chuckled and looked him up and down again, 'I'm surprised I'm here in the first place. But I will tell you the rules just to make sure we're clear on those,' you took his hand and slowly pulled him with you, to the centre of his living room, 'no kissing and no anal. I'm sorry, honey, I don't do that. I also won't allow biting or spanking, or basically anything that leaves a mark on me. And we always use condoms and lube, is that clear, handsome?' you smiled.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed as he stared at you with big eyes.

'Sihtric,' you whispered and leaned in, both hands resting on his muscular chest as you looked up at him, 'I need you to use your words with me, honey. Do you understand the rules?'

'Y-yes, miss,' he stammered.

'Miss,' you giggled and stepped back as you slowly undid your long jacket, revealing your pink see through dress and the black lingerie underneath.

'Now tell me, pretty boy, where do you want me?' you asked and dropped your jacket on the floor, next to your purse.

'I, eh, I- I… h-here?' Sihtric pointed to his couch, 'or… m-my bed?' he half asked.

'Relax,' you reassured him and stepped closer again, massaging his broad shoulders slowly, 'just tell me where you want us, bad boy,' you purred and winked.

Sihtric inhaled sharply and took your hands to guide you over to his couch.

'Here?' he asked with a little uncertainty.

'Sure,' you smiled and slowly unbuttoned the rest of his blouse.

'Eh,' he suddenly interrupted, 'do you want a drink or… something to eat first?'

'Oh,' you laughed softly and bit down on your lip, 'no, thank you, sweetheart.'

You smiled at him and had so many questions. How was a man as handsome as him single, and even so, why on earth did he have to turn to the services of an escort? There was no way women wouldn't be throwing themselves at him if he'd go to a bar. He was incredibly good looking, sexy even and charming. You were good at picking up someone's energy right away, and he gave you the sweetest and kindest vibes. You sensed hints of loyalty and respect, those two energies were not common to feel around people you provided with your services. You were often a one night mistress to married men who were sick of their wives, or you were simply seen as a toy. Both were just as horrible to you. But beside Sihtric being handsome and giving you all the right energies, he seemed wealthy but modest, another thing many ladies would simply kill for. And for a split second you hoped he wasn't a serial killer.

Sihtric stared at you, completely in awe and overwhelmed by your beauty and comforting aura, that he could only watch your every move as if he was enchanted. The way your fingers worked his buttons and how you would occasionally glance up at him with a soft smile made him relaxed and nervous at the same time. You were too beautiful for this kind of work, Sihtric thought, and it wasn't fair.

'Now,' you husked and trailed your fingers lightly down his chest, to his belt, which you smoothly unclasped and then worked the button of his trousers, 'tell me how you like it,' you said as you rubbed his hardening bulge.

'Eh,' Sihtric chuckled and shrugged, 'from… behind?'

He would've loved to just look at you while doing the deed, but he also felt it might have been weird, as that would make it suddenly very intimate. And there was nothing romantic about hiring an escort, he knew. You agreed with his chosen position and took off your thin dress, then knelt down on his couch and placed your hands on the backrest.

'You better have lube and a condom ready,' you reminded him, to which Sihtric quickly nodded and reached into the drawer of the salon table behind him.

You relaxed yourself and mentally prepared for who knows how long of intercourse was waiting for you, and you just hoped he wasn't terrible at it.

'You're not a virgin, are you?' you asked and looked back over your shoulder while he prepared himself.

'What? No,' Sihtric laughed, 'I am not, lady. I know what I'm doing, don't worry.'

'Okay, good,' you chuckled.

'Why do you ask?'

'I would've needed a different approach if this was your first time, to make it pleasurable for me too.'

'That sounds fair,' Sihtric smiled behind you and carefully placed one hand on your hip as he lined himself up.

You felt yourself melt at his warm, gentle touch, and you had no idea why. A client never had this effect on you before, but you just blamed it on him being kind and rather shy at first. But you were glad he seemed to loosen up gradually. You felt the tip of his twitching cock tease your folds and you wiggled slightly into a more comfortable position. And when the pretty boy slowly pushed his length inside you, you gasped and your hands gripped at the couch.

'Oh,' you chuckled with another gasp, 'you're a big boy, huh?'

'Hm,' Sihtric hummed and laughed softly as he eased you into it, slowly stretching you up as he placed his free hand on your other hip, and he held you in a firm but pleasant grip.

You couldn't help but smile and bite down on your lip as he started to thrust into you. Slowly at first, but he quickly picked up his pace, and before you knew it the seemingly shy man was fucking you relentlessly from behind like a beast. His hands squeezed your flesh pleasantly while his hips snapped against yours, and you didn't even have to fake your moans this time as you felt his hand trail down to your core.

'Oh, fuck,' you breathed as he stimulated you with his rough fingers, something none of your other clients had ever done before, and you could barely grasp that awfully pleasant sensation you were overwhelmed with. 'Fuck, right there!' you moaned while he rutted against you, his deep moans and heavy growls filled the air along with your gasps and cries. 'Oh, god, yes,' you whined as you felt yourself being dumbed down on his couch. 

You leaned over his backrest, your face buried in your arms as you tried your best to not finish before he did.

'Yeah, you like that?' Sihtric rasped and threw his head back when he felt your walls clench around him.

'Mhm, fucking me so good, bad boy,' you murmured with a smile and felt his pace become sloppy and unsteady. 'Come on, give it to me,' you breathed, and then as you felt his release when he came with a heavy grunt, your legs trembled as you reached your own unexpected climax. Sihtric stilled inside you as your heavy breaths still filled the room, and he slowly pulled out after a short moment.

'You okay?' he asked out of breath, and placed one hand politely on your waist, 'you good?'

'Huh? Oh, yeah,' you chuckled and tried to catch your breath, 'you?'

'Yeah, yeah,' Sihtric panted, 'I eh… here,' he said and grabbed your dress and jacket off the floor, which he placed on the couch next to you. 'I'm going to, eh, clean myself up, okay? Do you need anything?'

'I'm good, you do you, honey,' you smiled and carefully turned to sit down on his couch, while Sihtric went into his bathroom.

You were quick to cover yourself up again and sat back with your jacket on, your mind still reeling from the best sex you've had in… years. Several minutes later Sihtric came out of the bathroom, wearing just his black trousers, and you finally got a full good look at him without his blouse. You were impressed by his physique and his numerous scars. But what amused you even more was how he went from his shy demeanour to an absolute beast, only to now smile rather shyly at you again as he approached you.

'You, eh, want to take a shower or something?' he asked and sat down next to you, but not too close.

'Oh, that's very sweet,' you smiled, 'but I always shower back home, thank you.'

'Okay, eh… a drink maybe?' 

'I have my own water bottle,' you pointed to your bag, 'thank you.'

You both sat in silence for a few long seconds, then Sihtric grabbed his wallet off the table and cleared his throat.

'It was two hundred twenty, right?' he asked as he took out a stack of bills.

'Two hundred is fine.'

'No,' Sihtric chuckled, 'I'm pretty sure it was two hundred twenty. Here.'

He pushed several bills in your hand and you thanked him, after which you got up and Sihtric walked you to his door.

'So,' he said quietly, 'well, eh, you be careful, okay?'

'I will,' you smiled, 'you be good, handsome.'

'I will,' Sihtric chuckled, and he reluctantly closed his door after he watched you walk down the hallway, to the elevator.

You got in your car and counted the bills you had quickly shoved in your purse before you left the handsome man, and you gasped when you realised he had given you two hundred fifty. Usually you'd take the money and run, but you weren't sure if he had made a mistake and you didn't want to rip him off, as you had genuinely enjoyed your time with him. After some contemplating you texted him as his number was still in your bookings.

You: hey, are you aware you overpaid?

It didn't take long before your phone buzzed, and you couldn't help but smile.

Sihtric: yes, lady. Consider the thirty extra as a tip for the holidays.

You: oh, well, thank you. You're very sweet, Sihtric. Happy holidays, handsome x

Sihtric: thank you too. And so are you. Happy holidays, Miss x

A few days passed since your pleasant encounter with Sihtric had happened, and you found yourself not being able to forget about him. You had even looked him up on social media, and even though his profiles were rather closed off, you could see a few of his photos and you truly wondered why he was single. He seemed to be a complete package; handsome, funny, smart, rather wealthy and very sweet. You hated how a client got stuck in your head like that, but there wasn't much you could do. You probably missed him the most when you provided your services to a different client, who simply didn't treat you the way Sihtric had. But you also couldn't help thinking of him at the most random times, and you sometimes simply just wondered how he was doing. And, as you still felt rather bad about the fact that he had overpaid, you decided to text him.

You: hi, I still feel really bad that you overpaid and I just want to say that if you ever decide to book me again I will take that amount off that price. I usually don't see the same client twice, but I'll make an exception this time if you would ever want to book me again.

You hit send and went about your day and, as Christmas was approaching, you decided to do some shopping in order to treat yourself. And just as you were trying on your brand new lingerie at home late at night, you received a booking message. You recognised it as Sihtric's number, and you couldn't help but feel excited that he had booked you for tomorrow night; the day before Christmas eve.

And when the next evening arrived, you had dressed up your prettiest and used your nicest perfume. You wore red heels, red and white coloured stockings, red lingerie and a short, sexy Christmas dress underneath your long jacket. You knocked on his door and bit down a smile as you waited for him to open up. And there he was, looking even more handsome than he had done a few days ago, which you didn't even think was possible. His long hair was tied back in a bun and he was wearing black sweatpants and a black shirt, which showed off his biceps.

'Hey,' Sihtric smiled, way more confident than last time.

'Hey yourself,' you said with a cheeky smile.

Sihtric let you into his apartment and he offered you a drink, which you again politely declined. You took off your coat, and Sihtric struggled to keep his jaw from dropping when he saw your Santa-ish outfit, to which you smiled proudly.

'You like what you see, handsome?' you purred as you took his hand to pull him closer.

'I definitely do,' he smiled and circled one arm around you, then cupped your cheek and kissed your lips without thinking, but he immediately pulled back when he felt you freeze at the sudden gesture. 

'Fuck,' he hissed and stepped away, 'I'm… I'm so sorry,' he stammered, 'I know you don't… k-kiss. I'm sorry,' he blushed and buried his face in his hands.

You stared at him, your cheeks just as flushed as his and you took his hands, pulling them away from his face.

'Don't worry,' you whispered as you pulled him back towards you, 'it's okay.'

Sihtric looked down into your eyes, slightly confused and embarrassed. He seemed conflicted about what to do next, so you decided to help him out. You placed your hands on his neck, feeling his fast heartbeat underneath your palm, and you pulled his lips back to yours. Sihtric initially hesitated, but he soon gave in to his desire. He wrapped both of his strong arms around you and deepened the slow, passionate kiss. 

You trailed your hands down his body and slowly pushed up his shirt and took it off. You threw it on the floor and giggled when Sihtric picked you up in his arms and kissed you again, as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Sihtric hummed and you felt him smile against your lips while he walked you over to his couch, where he lowered you down on the seat and sat down next to you. He then swiftly pulled you on his lap, and you straddled him as your lips eagerly found his again. You teased him with your tongue, flicking it against his lips and licking into his mouth whenever he parted his lips ever so slightly, earning soft moans from him as you did. His big, warm hands moved up your thighs, under the skirt of your dress and he squeezed your flesh while you felt his arousal press against your soaked panties. No client had ever made you this wet and you wanted to take your time with him, you wanted to enjoy him.

You slowly pulled his sweatpants down and gave him a painstakingly slow striptease as you slipped out of your dress, wearing nothing but your red heels, the candy cane coloured stockings, a red thong and matching bra on top.

'I see Christmas came early,' Sihtric husked as his hands roamed over your body before he pulled you back onto his lap, and he smiled at you with heavy lidded and dazed eyes.

'You better not come early,' you purred while pulling out his hair tie, and you raked your fingers through his loose, wavy hair.

'I can't promise anything, miss,' he said, making you both laugh softly before he wrapped his arms around you and flipped you over on your back, 'but I'll try to make it last,' he smiled and delved his tongue inside your mouth again after he had grabbed the condom package and lube off the table.

You both took your time, exploring each other's bodies with your hands and lips until you finally felt his hard, throbbing length inside you. And during the hot and incredibly slow sex you had, you both still managed to fall off his couch and, after laughing with each other, you simply continued on his faux fur rug, until you both finished well over an hour later.

'Fifty is fine,' you said when Sihtric grabbed his wallet off the table.

'What?' he looked up at you while you wrapped yourself in your long jacket, 'no, no,' he said and shook his head as he sat on his couch, shirtless, wearing just his sweatpants.

'Sihtric,' you said sweetly and took his hand, stopping him from pulling out more bills from his wallet, 'you're a pleasant client. You're respectful and, well,' you chuckled, 'you let me finish too. Unlike anyone else. Fifty is fine, really.'

'But-'

'I won't accept more than fifty this time.'

Sihtric sighed, then reluctantly underpaid you for your services. You thanked him and sat down on the couch next to him while you shoved the money in your purse.

'Why are you single?' you suddenly blurted out, 'I... I'm sorry,' you said quickly, 'that was uncalled for.'

'It's okay,' Sihtric said and he blushed lightly, 'it's, eh… I don't know. Partly trust issues, partly just not good at dating I suppose.'

'Sorry to hear,' you said.

'It's fine,' he smiled sweetly, but a hint of sadness was visible in his eyes, and he looked away before you could notice, he hoped.

'So, what do you do for a living?' you then asked as you put your heels back on, 'if you don't mind me asking.'

Sihtric cleared his throat and raked his hands through his hair as he watched you.

'I'm a lawyer.'

'What?' you sat up and looked at him, 'really?'

'Mhm,' he hummed, 'you don't believe me?'

'No, I do,' you chuckled, 'but you just don't look like a lawyer, I guess.'

Sihtric smiled and tilted his head playfully to the side as he looked at you.

'What do I look like then?'

'Oh, I don't you,' you felt your cheeks heat up as you sat back, 'you're just too… you know, handsome and too rough looking for a typical lawyer.'

'Both often work in my favour, miss,' he winked with a sly smile, 'now, you tell me why you never accept the same client twice?'

'Well,' you sighed, 'it's mainly because most clients are not very pleasant, so it's a good way to not have to return to them. But it's also a way to stay clear of developing any feelings, you know?'

'But you accepted me?'

'Yeah, I felt guilty for taking your money last time as you overpaid,' you half lied.

'That's the only reason you came back?' his tone was playfully again as he leaned in, 'hm?'

'Oh, stop it,' you giggled and felt yourself blush again as you nudged his shoulder.

Sihtric stared at you with a soft smile, which slowly fell as he became serious again.

'Do you have more clients tonight?'

'Unfortunately,' you mumbled, 'so, I, eh,' you cleared your throat, 'I should get going, really.'

You got up and Sihtric was quick to follow and walk you to his door. You smiled at him as you walked out the door, but stopped and turned when he softly called your name.

'Hm?' you hummed as you looked at him.

'Just,' Sihtric mumbled and took your hand, 'be careful, okay?' he said and stroked your hand with his thumb.

'I will,' you smiled, while you felt your feet become heavy as you knew you had to step away from him. 'You be good,' you almost whispered.

'I will,' Sihtric smiled weakly, and he suddenly stepped in as you wanted to step away.

He cupped your cheek while he pressed a kiss onto your other, and he slowly trailed his fingers down your face, to your neck, his touch lingering before you reluctantly stepped away. You turned and walked down the hallway, to the elevator, not being able to look back over your shoulder as you were desperately trying to fight the tears that had welled up in your eyes. 

You lied to yourself that it was simply the dark days getting at you and making you emotional, but deep down you knew it was something else. Something worse.

It was Christmas day, late afternoon. You initially weren't going to take any bookings today, but as you had no family to celebrate the festivity with, you had nothing better to do anyway. You only had one booking just before midnight with a new client it seemed, but you soon received another booking and recognised Sihtric's number. You smiled at the thought of seeing him again and you wasted no time getting ready. He had booked you for eight in the evening, and a little before the booked time you knocked on his door.

He opened the door, looking dashing as always. His hair was braided and he wore those black sweatpants again and no shirt this time, much to your delight, and you smiled at him immediately.

'Miss,' Sihtric chuckled when he saw your beaming smile, and he smiled just as widely when leaned in to kiss your cheek.

You allowed his strong arms around you and wrapped your arms around his neck as you sunk into his warm, safe embrace.

'Sir,' you whispered, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

'Merry Christmas, pretty lady,' Sihtric murmured as he held you tightly.

'Merry Christmas, bad boy,' you giggled and inhaled his pleasant scent, then stepped back and followed him inside as he held your hand.

'I have to say I'm surprised you're not not wearing that Christmas dress again,' he joked after you had taken off your jacket, showing off a simple little black dress.

'It's still in the laundry,' you confessed and laughed, 'I've been too lazy to do my laundry'

'Yeah, I know what that's like,' Sihtric chuckled, 'so, I know you always decline, but I'll ask anyway,' he said, 'do you want a drink?'

'You know what,' you smiled, 'yes.'

Sihtric furrowed his brow and smiled too, 'Really?'

'Yes,' you said, 'but just some water.'

'Then just some water it is,' he said and grabbed two glasses.

You sat down on his already familiar couch and felt almost scarily comfortable. You knew it was a bad sign, and you knew you should've declined his booking, but you just couldn't ignore him nor the way you felt around him.

'One water for the lady,' Sihtric smiled as he handed you your drink, and he sat down next to you.

'Thank you, kind sir,' you taunted before you both clinked your glasses together and took a sip. 'Are you not spending the holidays with your family?' you asked and placed your glass on the table.

'I don't really have any family,' he said, 'and I didn't want to barge in on my friends and their families,' he shrugged, 'so I usually spend it alone.'

'And you don't even decorate,' you said as you looked around his place, 'why?'

'Too much effort I guess, and no one who gets to enjoy it with me.'

'Well, I'm here,' you chuckled, 'I should've brought a mistletoe,' you grinned and batted your eyelashes.

'Perhaps,' Sihtric smiled as he faced you, his chin propped up on his hand as he leaned his elbow on the backrest of his couch, 'but hey, at least I've lit a few candles and the fireplace.'

'That you did do,' you smiled, 'and I like it. It's cosy.'

'Good,' he said, and trailed his fingers over your cheek, 'because I really only did it for you.'

'I appreciate that,' you whispered as you both leaned in, 'you're very sweet for wanting to make it nice for me too.'

Sihtric gently took your chin and brushed his lips over yours. 'Of course,' he murmured against your lips, 'of course I want you to have a good time too.'

Your eyes darted over his face, anticipating the feeling of his lips pressed onto yours, but he took his time and nuzzled your nose softly as he hummed with a smile. And you simply couldn't hold back anymore and you cupped his cheeks. You pulled him closer and captured him in a deep, passionate kiss. Your hands moved over his muscular torso, and you pushed him to sit back, then climbed on his lap. You slowly grinded your hips against his as you continued to kiss him, and you felt his hands moved up your thighs. You expected him to push up the skirt of your dress again, like the other nights, but he didn't. Instead, he suddenly broke the kiss and sighed as he rubbed his face with one hand, while he kept his other hand placed on your thigh.

'I- I'm sorry,' Sihtric groaned, 'I just… I thought I wanted this, but… and I do. I do want this, I want you,' he stammered, 'but I just… this is a mistake. I had a bad day, I- I'm not in the right headspace, I think. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm just wasting your time. I promise I will still pay you-'

'Stop, stop,' you hushed him and took his face, 'it's fine, don't worry. We don't have to do anything you don't want to. We don't have to do anything sexual at all.'

You continued to straddle him and slowly massaged his broad shoulders, and he leaned his head back on the couch, then he closed his eyes as he clenched his jaw.

'Do you want to talk about it, handsome?' you whispered compassionately.

'I don't want to waste your time,' Sihtric said, almost ashamed, 'I'll just pay you and then you can, you know… go, I guess. I won't keep you here, I won't waste your time.'

'You're not wasting my time,' you said firmly, 'and I'd rather be here then with… with someone else,' you took his chin and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, and then to his cheek before you sat back and held his hands, 'you can talk to me, honey.'

Sihtric hesitantly told you about his day at the courthouse, about how he desperately needs help and is drowning in work. You listened to every word he said and ended up talking for hours, eventually cuddled up in front of his fireplace as you enjoyed some tea while you were wrapped in a blanket together.

'So… why are you doing this?' Sihtric suddenly asked after a while, 'this job, I mean.'

'God,' you sighed, 'I just rolled into it I guess, years ago. It's not great but it's not horrible either. It's quick money, you know? But believe me I've tried to get out of this, but no one wants to hire me once they find out about my job history,' you shrugged and looked at him, 'why do you ask?'

Sihtric looked at you and gently took your chin, slowly rubbing his thumb over your cheek before he spoke softly.

'I just think you're too special.'

You swallowed hard and fought the tears you felt prickle in your eyes, and you quickly buried your face in his chest as you wrapped your arms around his waist.

'I think you're special too,' you whispered, to which Sihtric hummed and smiled, and kissed the top of your head while he held you in his arms.

You felt safe and comfortable in his embrace for a while, until you checked the time and nearly jumped up.

'I'm sorry,' you said, 'I have one more booking today, I… I have to go.'

'Oh,' Sihtric said, a little bewildered, 'yeah, eh, of course.'

The air felt tense as you quietly slipped on your jacket while Sihtric reached for his wallet.

'Don't-' you stopped him and took his hand.

'Here,' he said and pushed the money in your palm.

'No, Sihtric-'

'I've wasted your time.'

'You haven't,' you disagreed and held your hand out to him, not wanting his money.

'I have,' Sihtric whispered and gently pushed your hand away as he stepped closer and leaned his forehead against yours, 'I have wasted it.'

'You're not wasting my time,' you whispered as you felt his arms circle around you, and you placed your hands on his chest, 'I… I like it here, with you,' you whispered.

'Stay,' he breathed, 'just stay with me.'

'I want to,' you sniffled.

'Then stay,' Sihtric whispered as his hands tugged at your jacket wherever he could, to keep you close, 'just tonight. Stay here with me, in my arms,' he almost pleaded, and his lips captured yours in a desperate, longing kiss.

'I can't,' you nearly cried after you unwillingly broke the kiss.

'I know,' Sihtric sighed, 'I understand.'

'I'm sorry,' your voice trembled, and before you could speak again, his lips were locked with yours for another long lasting kiss, which was once again a struggle to break.

'Just be careful,' he whispered and stole another quick kiss.

You groaned softly and took a step back, feeling overwhelmed by the awful, bittersweet feeling of butterflies in your stomach, and you closed your eyes while you desperately tried to ignore the feelings he gave you.

'Fuck, I'm in so much trouble,' you whispered under your breath.

'Hm?' Sihtric hummed and pulled you back in for another kiss.

'Sihtric,' you breathed, 'you're… you're the sweetest guy I've ever met.'

You leaned in for another kiss. And just when you wanted to give in and stay, to stay with the man whom you had seemed to have fallen head over heels for, your phone rang as a reminder was sent about your next booking.

'I have to go,' you sniffled, 'I'm sorry.'

'I know,' Sihtric said and kissed your forehead, 'just let me know you're safe, okay?'

'I will.'

'Promise?'

'I promise.'

You: I'm home

Sihtric grabbed his phone and sighed relieved when he saw your message on his screen, a few hours after you had left his house.

Sihtric: are you okay? you safe?

He stared at his phone, waiting for your reply, but he noticed a slow and uneasy feeling creeping up on him, and he grew anxious when you took a long time to respond.

Sihtric: are you okay, darling?

You: can I call you?

Sihtric furrowed his brow at your question, and for some unknown reason his stomach turned as he replied.

Sihtric: call me? Of course, but are you sure you want to do that? I'm just… you know, a client I guess?

You: I just want to hear your voice

The lawyer immediately picked up when you rang, and he sat up in bed when he heard you sniffle on the other side of the line.

'Hey, are you okay?'

'Yeah,' you lied and sniffled again.

'Darling, what's- what's wrong?' he asked, concern laced his voice while he felt his heart pounding out of his chest, 'did… did something happen?'

'It… it was my ex,' you said with a soft sob, 'he booked me. I didn't know it was him. Once I was there I couldn't… I can't refuse a booking just a few minutes before the scheduled time, it will give me a bad rating and possibly make me lose my income,' you explained.

'What happened?' Sihtric asked while he anxiously paced around his bedroom, 'did he hurt you? Did someone hurt you?'

'I should've stayed with you,' you cried, 'I'm- I'm sorry,' you continued almost inaudibly, 'c-can you come o-over?'

Sihtric froze and he mindlessly grabbed at his chest, feeling dizzy at the speed of his heartbeat as the thought of you being hurt kept racing in his head.

'Of course,' Sihtric's voice trembled, 'of course, baby. Text me your address.'

Sihtric quickly got dressed in some red sweatpants and a black hoodie while you texted your details. He grabbed his keys off the cabinet at the door and almost ran towards the elevator, where he impatiently pressed the button multiple times when he felt it took too long for the elevator to come up to his floor. 

'Come on,' he huffed and compulsively bit down on his lower lip as he waited.

When he was finally in his car, on his way to you, he had his fists clenched around his steering wheel, his knuckles white, while he gritted his teeth with a clenched jaw and breathed sharply in and out through his nose. Countless thoughts occupied his mind on the drive over, and none of them made him feel any better. 

He pulled up your driveway with squeaking tires, jumped out of his car and jogged up to your door. And it only took seconds for you to answer after he had knocked.

'Sihtric,' you sniffled with puffy eyes, and you launched yourself into his arms before he could even take in your appearance.

He held you tight as you both didn't speak, and you finally felt safe again with his arms wrapped around you. It was only when you finally took his hand and led him inside your dimly lit living room that he noticed the large, fresh bruise on your cheek, to which Sihtric exhaled sharply and clenched his jaw while he held your chin.

'Sweetheart,' he whispered with a hint of pain in his voice and eyes, and he pulled you in his arms again, 'did he force you-'

'No,' you sniffled, 'no he didn't… h-he tried to, by beating me. But I- I eventually managed to grab my purse and I pepper sprayed him,' you snorted through your tears, and Sihtric couldn't help but chuckle too as he fought his own tears.

'Good girl,' Sihtric whispered with a soft, proud smile.

You squeezed him in your arms, as if afraid he would disappear into thin air, but instead of leaving you, he walked you over to your couch and pulled you on his lap, and he held you tightly in his arms again.

'I'm sorry I called you o-over,' you sniffled in his neck, 'I just… y-you make me feel safe and I have no one else-,' you choked up before you could finish your sentence.

'Shh,' Sihtric hushed you and kissed your hair, 'you're safe. I'm here. I promise no one will ever lay a finger on you again.'

You held him even tighter as you let your tears run freely, and Sihtric slowly trailed his fingers through your hair as he held you pressed against his chest.

'My darling,' he whispered, and to those words you broke down even further.

'Hey,' Sihtric whispered after a long moment as you still cried, 'what's your favourite food?'

'What?' you sobbed, confused, 'T-Thai.'

'Thai?' Hm… good choice,' he said, and slowly exhaled, 'what's your favourite colour?'

You scoffed, once again confused as you sniffled, but you answered regardless.

'Blue, I guess,' you mumbled.

'Really? I didn't expect that,' Sihtric chuckled softly as he continued to keep you locked in his arms, 'favourite animal?'

Sihtric wiped your tears with the sleeve of his black hoodie when you looked up at him with a puzzled look in your eyes.

'I… I like dogs,' you mumbled.

'I see,' he said, 'I'm a cat person.'

'Oh,' you chuckled and sniffled, 'well, I- I like cats too.'

'You do?' Sihtric smiled as he looked at you, 'so…what do you think we should name our future cat?'

'What?' you laughed softly, 'I… I don't know. What would you name it?'

'Hmmm… something cheesy. Probably something like Whiskers.'

'Whiskers?' you smiled as your tears finally stopped rolling, 'I like Whiskers,' you mumbled.

'Well,' Sihtric smiled sweetly and carefully wiped the mascara stains off your reddened cheeks, 'then I guess we named our future fur baby already.'

You smiled at him and broke into a sudden, soft laughter, to which he smiled and wrapped his arms around you again to pull you in for another hug.

'Feeling a little better?' he asked.

'Yeah, but… I just… I feel so disgusting.'

'Did you shower or bathe?'

'No,' you sniffled, 'I've had no energy… everything hurts.'

Sihtric gave you a concerned and pained look, 'Let me take care of you, love,' he said, and helped you up the stairs to your bathroom after you accepted his help. 

He ran a bath for you while you stood in front of your bathroom mirror, where he carefully took off your black dress as you began to weep and tremble quietly again. Sihtric stopped breathing at the reveal of your bruised and battered back, and he clenched his jaw as he took in the sight of the marks your ex had just left you. He slowly trailed his hands over your bare arms and he softly kissed your bruised shoulders. He then kissed down your bruised back, desperately wanting to kiss each of your bruises away and heal you, but he knew he couldn't work a magic like that. He still gently trailed his lips over your skin, soothing your pain, before he got back up and carefully hugged you from behind as he looked at you in the mirror.

'You're like a Christmas miracle,' you cried softly.

'Tell me his name, darling,' Sihtric whispered in your ear as he kept his eyes locked with yours, 'I'll take care of him.'

'No,' you shook your head, 'I don't want you to get into any trouble.'

'I won't,' he said, 'I'm a lawyer, I know people. I can get rid of him for you and no one will ever know.'

'Siht,' you sniffled, 'no… I just… I just want to forget about all of this.'

Sihtric nodded quietly and helped you to safely step into your bathtub. He knelt down beside the tub and gently washed your hair, then tended to your bruises. He wiped away the dried blood from a few minor cuts on your back, and he cooled your shoulders for a while with a cold, wet towel.

'Will you join me?' you asked, shyly, and Sihtric nodded once again without speaking and got up.

He took off his clothes and joined you in the lukewarm water, sitting behind you, and he carefully pulled your back to rest against his chest. His tattooed fingers trailed up and down your miraculously unbruised arms, and you finally felt yourself relax as you leaned your head back on his shoulder. Sihtric closed his eyes and rested the side of his face against yours, and he then intertwined his fingers with yours.

'I don't want you to do this work anymore,' Sihtric whispered, 'every night since we've met I've lied awake in bed, being worried about your safety. Just… just let me take care of you. Be mine. I want you to be mine so I can keep you safe-'

'Why would you possibly want someone like me?' you cut him off.

'I just do,' Sihtric said, 'isn't that enough?'

You shrugged lightly, and a weak smile tugged at your lips as he embraced you and pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

'I don't want this anymore either, but no one hires me, Sihtric,' you sighed, 'and I need to pay my bills. Believe me I have tried to get out of this life.'

'I can help you,' he whispered, 'let me help you. I know people and places. So many law firms need people-'

'I don't have any fancy papers or experience for a law firm-'

'You don't need those. Firms need people who sort files, lawyer assistants or simply schedule appointments,' Sihtric said, 'give me a chance. Let me arrange a job interview for you at a firm I know. I can put in a good word for you.'

You didn't know what to say, so you just nodded in silence and turned to face him, after which you laid in his arms, embraced by his warmth and the warm water.

Two days later you stepped through the huge glass doors of a law firm downtown, where Sihtric had set up a job interview for you. You anxiously walked up to the front desk, dressed in a pencil skirt and simple black long sleeved shirt, and you were greeted by a young but kind looking man as you reached the desk.

'Hi, my name is Osferth,' the man said, 'I take it that you are here for the job interview?'

'I- I am,' you smiled nervously and clutched your purse, and the man gestured to you to follow him.

And as you followed Osferth, you suddenly saw Sihtric and figured this is the firm he works at, and you swallowed hard when your lawyer boyfriend walked up to you.

'Good luck,' Sihtric said in passing and he gave you a quick wink, before some Irish man called his name.

You almost tripped over your heels while you continued to follow Osferth into a large, empty conference room, where he offered you something to drink while you waited. You politely declined and sat down, trying to control your breathing as you didn't want to ruin this once in a lifetime opportunity. You glanced around the large room, where you sat at a small table in the corner while a huge table graced the centre of the room. You were so nervous that you barely heard the young man speak.

'My boss will be with you soon for the interview. Good luck,' Osferth smiled and closed the door as he left.

You jumped up when you heard the heavy door fall shut behind you, and felt yourself become sick all of the sudden. You desperately wanted to run away, back home or back to Sihtric. You just craved the feeling of a safety blanket right now and you weren't prepared for another let down, but you forced yourself to stay seated and just hoped for the best. 

And while you were deep in thought about every possible way you could ruin the interview, the door behind you opened and you heard someone close in and walk around your chair, to the opposite side of the small table. Too terrified to look up, you kept your eyes locked on your clasped hands on the table, while Osferth's boss had taken a seat across from you. And then, after a few long seconds, you took a deep breath before you finally looked up at your potential new boss, who had already made up his mind about you without your knowledge.

'So,' Sihtric smiled slyly at you and tilted his head to the side as he sat back, 'you're my new assistant, hm?' he then winked and shoved an already signed contract your way, with a pen on top.

You stared at the signed papers and then looked back up at Sihtric with big, confused eyes.

'I… I don't… understand,' you whispered to your boyfriend, who apparently owned half of the firm you suddenly realised when you saw his initials in the logo on the pen.

'All that's missing on those papers is your signature, sweetheart,' Sihtric said with a sweet smile, 'you're my Christmas miracle too.'

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ gentle hands ♡

Shisui who touches you oh so gently

• Fluff, Shisui Uchiha x fem!reader

•A/N: one more for you shisui stans☆〜（ゝ。∂）

It is a well known fact that the great shunshin no shisui passed most of his time training since he was a little boy, hands calloused by years of harsh training and multiple battles, muscles ripped with strength, strong legs that earned him his reputation across nations and messy curly hair accompanied by a broad nose and a warm grin. yes, that was Shisui. And although the boy was very dear to all, anyone with eyes could see how the Uchiha all but stuck to your side, arm draped across your shoulders as he leans close to your ear and whispers something that make the both of you laugh, always popping into existence, warm hands on your sides, scaring the shit out of you and anyone within range, ninjas tsking “kids these days”, making you blush and glare at him with a exasperated look on your face, him responding with a sheepish smile, chuckling, making it hard for you to contain your own, him reading you like a book and playfully squeezing your sides, a silent apology, there’s something endearing in the way he looks at you as his thumb slips underneath your shirt and gently rubs your waist, his warmth sending chills down your spine. “come on, don’t be so uptight! you should be used to it by now” he winks at you, letting you go, hands going to the back of his head as he asks you what you’re up to, filling you in in his last mission “really, i wish you’ve seen the way these people used katon in such a intriguing way in their daily lives. it really makes me wonder just how different yet similar we and people all across the world are..” he would ramble on and on, telling you all sort of interesting things he has come across, he just doesn’t want to stop talking to you🥺 asking you about your own missions and your opinion on this new technique he’s working on and what do you think about going to this new restaurant to try the food there? (sigh…you don’t even realize you’re on a date with how natural everything feels around him, it’s almost impossible to stay sad with him around, always trying to make you laugh somehow, giving you that dammed soft look each time he manages to make you laugh, making these stupid butterflies flutter on your stomach until it’s too late and you’re feeling his warm hands cupping your cheeks oh so gently, thumb sweeping across the soft skin, looking down at you with a warm smile on his face. it’s different from his usual smiles, a sort of quiet intimacy and tenderness on his face.)

Besides sometimes acting like a idiot he was born and raised in a well know and strict clan, he does know manners. always opening up the door for you, offering to pay for your meals together, always, always accompanying you home even though he knows you’re more than capable of taking care of yourself, he can’t help but worry okay? he just has this protective streak over you, all but following you around like a puppy, offering to carry your groceries, bags, whatever it is. he’s no show off but he’s pretty confident when it comes to his strength so he’ll stick around until you can’t handle it anymore:D

A/N: Mm i don’t know if i like this, i know it’s pretty incomplete but i wanted to give you guys something at least:D sorry for any spelling mistakes, those are just some random thoughts about him, i hope you guys like it~♡ btw i will be opening up asks since i want to write more for him but i have no idea what to actually write haha feel free to send me asks, but i can’t promise i WILL actually write your request since it’s only so my creativity can actually spark and make my head work^_−☆

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[vickyyoon]

You're mine (pt 4)

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Genre : Angst, smut

C/w: smut, unprotected sex, smut with feelings, fluffy smut, yandere!hyunjin, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome

Paring : yandere!hyunjin x fem!Reader

Synopsis : reader lets hyunjin let his pent up frustrations out in her but he just can't go rough on her.

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It wasn't like he was still good at controlling his emotions, sometimes he just goes crazy, throwing things around everywhere for small reasons. He was mentally disheveled, he really needed care.

You tried your best to help him but he only seems to understand that you are suffering with him being like this and not the fact that you're trying to help him get over this problem.

You can tell he blames himself alot for his anger issues and short temper. But for some reason he never gets mad at you, other than that one time he hurt you. He can't think of hurting you at all. No matter how mad you make him, he'll adore you.

But his work life and social life is very messy that every time he comes home, he becomes an emotional mess, raging, throwing, screaming at himself. Then crying, sobbing, breaking down, blaming himself.

It was painful to see, he was such a great person, he didnt deserve such problems. He would always tell you to lock yourself up in your room so you don't see him being a mess.

And when You would leave your room only to see him cleaning up glasses and plates he had thrown on the floor. You would help him, tell him it's always fine to have problems and no one's life is painless but he thinks you're suffering because of his tantrums and he only wants the best for you.

But Even if he would want you to be happier with someone else, he knows very well why he can't let you go, he loves you, he can't live without you, you're the only joy in his life, the only person and only friend in his life. He had a sweet taste of life and he wants more now , he can't let you go.

.

You had told him that he was always allowed to tell you his pent up frustrations and you would always listen to him. He could even take it out my intimacy but he always lied and refused your help .

It was like his house was on fire in front of you and yet he was still telling you things were fine.

There were times he wouldnt want to hurt you so he let you sleep alone, he would lock himself in his room and ramble alot to himself.

" jinnie? I can't sleep alone." you would have to drag him to your room or sleep with him in his room

He knew he should be letting you go and you knew that you still had to escape because you were literally kidnapped but you couldn't find the courage to leave him, he became too dear to you, maybe your dearest now.

You would have to make plans and take him out, which he would let you go out. It did make him happy but by the end of the day he was always guilty. You guessed he was too soft.

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It was late night, he was on his day off, hovering on top of you finally agreeing to let out his pent up frustrations. You could tell he wouldn't be rough, he's never rough with you, he could never think of being rough with you.

You were staring at his pretty face, tugging his long black hair behind his ear, wrapping your arms around his neck before kissing him so deeply. Your hands ruffling his hair as he giggled into the kiss.

" such a pretty boy." you whispered staring at his face again. That compliment took him by surprise and he was profusely blushing looking away. It made your heart flutter and you smiled at him.

" you don't deserve to have such problems. I don't think I deserve you. I mean I would never wait my entire life for someone and never thought someone would wait their entire life for me." you were really happy that what happened had happened. You needed him in your life.

He was speechless. You only gave him a soft smile melting him. Never had he ever thought you would fall in love with him. It's not like he didn't want it, in fact he waited his whole life for this but you confessing had him quiet shocked.

His fingers gently pulled down the waist band of your underwear and throwing them off somewhere in the room. His hands rubbing your sides.

He started to gather your arousal on his fingers. You got so wet thinking about him. His body was damp from the shower hair still so wet as you ruffled with it, gosh he smelled so nice.

He stuck his index finger in, it was still so hard to fit in with you clenching in onti it every push inward, he slowly thrusted his finger in and out smirking up at you and you could only smile with half lidded eyes, he could tell that you were enjoying it alot but it wasn't enough.

You would go whiny but you didn't even need to tell him before his stuck is middle and ring finger inside as well and curling right there making you buck your hips as he watched it like a show.

"k-kiss?"

" you want me to kiss you? Where?"

You put a finger on your lips unable to get those words out of your mouth and he could only awe, it was so adorable and sweet and gave you a soft gentle passionate kiss, smiling at you.

" w-want you in me"

And without a word he took down his boxers and hovered right above you, taking in your face before kissing your forehead and slowly sliding in.

Softly thrusting into you while rubbing your thighs.

" you feel so good I don't think there's anyone else that feels as good as you."

He leaned closer to you and you kissed his head, sniffing in the scent of his shampoo as well.

" you f-feel amazing, so big, s-so wide"

He smiled, the adoration in his eyes for you, he would be crying but he's resisting, he loves you so much and when you tell him you love him back he feels like he's won in life and he's completed. His whole life's goal was only to make you mine and see his love for you.

" y-you and I go together like pieces of puzzles, right?"

"mhmm."

" w-will you b-be mine?"

" am I not yours already?"

You giggled as he turned red and nuzzled into your neck, your hand patting his head.

" of course..."

He lifts his face to look at you, his heart melts as you spill those words out of your mouth.

He started to go a bit faster his thrusts getting much sloppier and erratic.

His lips on yours to swallow the moans, his one hand pinning your pair of hands above your head to restrain you from squirming , his other hand on your thigh to grip you down onto the bed.

And you came right before he did both of you lost of breathe and panting, your heads dizzy and he still hugged your body, nuzzling into your chest staying in you for a while more.

" you can always tell me about your problems, it'll help you alot, I can help yoh always."

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✮ THINKIN BOUT YOUR PRETTY SATORU! satoru whose had the fastest crush on you since you were teenagers. but a guy can't like a guy, right? so he didn't act on it. in fact, he acts on none of his feelings. intimacy is the one thing he desperately craves, but he unintentionally keeps himself from it. he tried dating girls, yes, he got a first kiss from one of them, but nothing else. they never interested him. however, when he'd see men walk along the sidewalk, fresh undercut and broad shoulders he couldn't help but blush. even on dates, his date normally assumes he's blushing about them, but no, eyes are on you. you who's laughing while talking to shoko. you whose chewing cum that for some reason makes you so beautiful and so hot.

but wait—! he's a guy, your a guy, that's weird right? besides, those stupid elders in his clan are pushing women at him left and right to "produce an heir." satoru, however, has never wanted it. he's longed for intimacy, but he longs for it, from you. its baffling how many people think he's sleeping around because of his looks. he kay flirt, he may boast, he may talk about something he saw on some porno, but he's never actually had sex...he's a virgin. maybe he's touched his cock a little, jerked off once, but it didn't feel right so it didn't do it again. he's clueless in the bedroom, you, you have had plenty of partners...so you'd know what to do in the bedroom. but no way you would go for him, your best friend? ha, that's a joke!

those thoughts ran through satoru's head until he found himself bound to your bed of his own occord, taking two of your fingers in his virgin asshole. your fingers are thick, hell you are a pretty big man, he didn't think he'd be able to take two, in fact he's proud of himself for it! even you are! "oh, look at you, 'toru! taking two of my fingers so well," you coo, "good job, baby." your praise made him feel warm and hot, or perhaps it was your fingertips pressing harshly against his prostate. "a—aH! oooh, mmmh." a string of pleasureful sounds leaves his lips as you milk his prostate, watching his pretty pink tip twitch and leak, seconds away from producing his first orgasm.

"let it go, baby...let it go," your whispers push him to the edge, fat tears rolling down his cheeks and onto your sheets. his hips jolt, his thighs tighten and shake as you ring his first orgasm from him. an expression of enjoyment is plastered on your face, seeing the quote "strongest" look like a pathetic whore. his pretty blue eyes were rolled to the back of his head, his long white eyelashes are sticky and wet, and his tongue is lolled out, leaking droop onto your pillows. you watch his addamsapple bob as he gulps, trying to breath and come back for you. he feels your comforting hand rub up and down his back. "its okay, baby. breathe, 'm right here." your voice sounds so sweet! he loves it, and can't help but focus from your words. "there he is..." you smile as his eyes turn to look back at you, the innocence you in his eyes previously just tainted a bit.

"let's try something else, yeah?"

𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦...this is actually somewhat of a teaser for my virgin!gojo fic during kinktober. a few paragraphs from here will likely be there too, so hope you like it!

#𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 #𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡 ꒰ GOJO ꒱ #gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo x male reader #satoru gojo x male reader #gojo smut #satoru gojo smut #jjk x reader #jjk x male reader #jjk smut #gojo thirst #satoru gojo thirst #jjk thirsts #dom reader #sub character #top reader #bottom character #top male reader #dom male reader #requests open

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Femmé Fatale-Modern Au!Chp 1.

[Pairing: Aemond Targaryen (Married Businessman) x Fem Reader ( Secretary)

[Content/Warnings:!!18 PLUS!!, Lust, Tension, Adultery, Toxic, Domestic Violence, car sex,p in v penetration, Biting, Hair pulling, oral masc receiving, ass eating, Choking, Violence, Obsessive, Stalking, Mentions of infertility and Swearing.]

Aemond’s morning was always the same but today something was different his wife Alys had decided to climb on top of him and wake him up with a bit of lazy morning sex which wasn’t how it use to be but he appreciated the long awaited intimacy. You see he loved his wife dearly but thing haven’t been the same since they lost their unborn child 3 years ago. Alys had become cold after the doctors told her they shouldn’t try again due to the fact that she almost lost her life as well. Aemond had given her the space she needed and tried to be that support system for her. Their relationship just wasn’t what it used to be anymore. Alys rutted on top of him halfway moaning in his ear. He knew she was only doing this for him so he tapped her shoulder and kissed the side of her head. “It’s alright we don’t have to do this.” He whispered sincerely. She stopped in her tracks and sighed rolling off of him and wrapping herself up in a robe to go to the kitchen and make him coffee. Huffing in frustration he got into the shower and finished himself off which didn’t take too long.

He quickly got dressed and passed through the kitchen to gulp down his coffee and grab his briefcase before he left for work. He came behind Alys wrapping his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss but she dodged his lips and in embarrassment he pulled away and left without saying a word. He hopped into his car and sighed letting it run while the scene played in his mind over and over again. He did love his wife he kept telling himself that he had to have they were together for quite sometime and grew so much together and he didn’t want to be the dick to leave his wife when she needed him most. He was becoming numb to it all..was this really how life with her was going to be now? He pulled off knowing that when he went to work at least that would keep his mind off his marriage that was falling apart right before his eyes.

Walking into work he was greeted by his staff and nodded and smiled speaking to each and every person that passed him by. This was the one place he felt like himself in. Approaching his receptionist’s desk an old lady wearing a floral cardigan was smiling up at him. “Aemond, how are you doing this morning, dearest?” He smiled back leaning into the desk. “I’m fine Grace how are you? You’re looking exceptionally beautiful today.” He made the old lady blush and just when she had almost forgot she passed him some papers. “Oh! This is the information on the new secretary you had Helaena interview. She’s waiting for you in your office, love.” He nodded looking through them and liking her résumé. “Hmm..thank you Grace.”

Walking through the threshold of his office doorway saw a small figure sitting in the chair just in front of his desk. “Good morning! Ms. Y/N! I’m Aemond Targaryen…but..” he was stopped in his tracks when he saw his new employee in all her glory. She was gorgeous. Clearing his throat he continued his speech looking down at the papers. “You may call me Mr. Targaryen. I hope you understand this is a very serious and important job and your job is to make sure nothing slips through the cracks and to make sure everything stays on schedule, yes?" Y/N nodded while she listened attentively and smiled charmingly at him. He was taken aback by everything about she was absolutely breathtaking but the thoughts of Alys hit him like a wrecking ball knocking him out of the trance this young woman had him in. "Mr.Targaryen, is everything alright?" She looked at him with a concerned look and Aemond just cleared his throat. "Sorry...I blanked out I had a rough night. But I've looked over your resume and your references have spoken wonderfully about you so I believe you will be a wonderful addition to "Targ Trade". Are there any questions you have for me?”

She thought for a while looking him over once more as she did whilst he spoke spying the wedding band on his finger. Interesting she thought as she notice how happy he was to see her within his pants regardless of how hard he tried to stay professional. “No sir. I know what you need from me and I will deliver. If there isn’t anything else I’ll go to my desk. Thank you for the opportunity, Mr. Targaryen.” He cleared his throat, “Yes of course..You’re welcome.” This was the first time he’d heard her voice and it was completely sinful, the thoughts of how’d she’d sound moaning in pleasure underneath him. Watching her leave he groaned under his breath watching her hips away. He shook the thoughts from his head thinking of Alys again trying to remind himself he was still very much in love and happy. Knowing he’d become miserable a few months ago waiting for Alys to even seem the least bit happy but that day never came.

The rest of the day he spent his time focusing on work being distracted briefly if Y/N came in to give him some paper work or when she paged into his office to let him know he had a call. She knew exactly what she was doing leaning ever so closely to him letting him smell her perfume and catch a small glimpse of her cleavage. She flipped her hair in just the right way and leaned against his desk almost pressing against him. He pulled away and she only smiled innocently seeing the red tint come upon his pale cheeks. “So a few of your colleagues and I were going to go to a bar tonight and have a few drinks. Do you want to come? You seem like you need to have a little fun.” He listened closely just loving the way her voice filled his ears. He thought for a moment. “Umm…I can’t I have a lot of..uhhh work to do.” She pouted and sighed. “Alright…your loss.” She spoke in a singsong tone before leaving his office.

They only had two hours left before business hours were up and he played that question in his head over and over up until he noticed everyone getting up to leave. He knew if he went he was going to do something he’d regret…but he’d regret it more if he never saw it through. He decided to call his wife and no surprise she didn’t pick up so he decided to leave a text letting her know he’d be out late tonight having a drink with friends. He could feel the guilt eating him up already, but he didn’t really care. He grabbed his briefcase and caught the group of his employees and Y/N before they headed out. He hadn’t looked her way, but he could feel her watching him within the crowd as they all decided to meet at the bar. Criston Cole was especially interested in Y/N and Aemond was a bit irritated as he watched them drinking and flirting whilst another one of his employees talked his head off. He was knocking back whiskeys and sulking while Y/N was loving the attention. A few people started to make their way home, but he stayed behind waiting for his chance.

She decided to approach him since he was too worried about what anyone else would say. She smiled so deviously and maybe he should been alittle more cautious, but he was to enthralled with her to even notice how dangerous this woman really was. “You’ve been staring at me all night, but don’t have the guts to say anything.” He chuckled and looked at his finger which binder him to another. “I think you know why, Ms.Y/N.” She took a sip of her martini and crossed her legs flashing her unclothed cunt for a moment. The sir immediately grew tense and he sighed kicking back another whiskey. “From the way you look at me you can’t be too happy…you look hungry…for something she reached to touch his hand and he quickly pulled it back as there were a few of his colleagues lingering about. She was right, but he had to put up some type of a fight..right? “You don’t need to worry about my personal life..all you need to know is that I’m married so that means I’m off limits..” He teased and smirked at her.

“Off limits? I don’t think I know what that means…You are putting on quite a show…you must really care for her…huh?” He hummed and didn’t respond. As disrespectful as this conversation was he had to admit he enjoyed it. The game they were playing. Cat and mouse. She toyed with him like he was her prey and he couldn’t help but enjoy it immensely. It was almost like a form of foreplay. Time had passed and they were finally alone…everyone from work had disappeared and they kept their conversations PG smiling and laughing while the fires of passions burned in their eyes. He sighed and stood to leave and she slowly followed. They both coincidentally had parked in the same parking deck which was now a ghost town..perfect. He had walked her to her car trying to be a gentleman and she had him right where she wanted him.

“Thank you for walking me to my car..” She let her hands slowly run over the boner that had been throbbing for her since their first introduction. He flinched away but pushed his throbbing cock into her hand. He groaned giving into the temptation and she smiled pulled him in for a kiss. His lips crashed into hers and he groaned tasting her for the first time. Her lips were intoxicating. Everything about her was enticing and he could no longer hold himself back. He grabbed onto her waist pulling her in while his other hand grabbed onto that soft ass he’d been waiting to feel in the palm of his hands. She could feel his cock begging to be freed and pulled away to unbutton his pants. He was thick and pretty long..she was a bit surprised. She looked into his eyes and easing down into a low squat. Her red lips wrapped around his head and he inhaled sharply. His knees buckled as she pulled him into her mouth further. He groaned and began to buck his hips and began fucking her throat. Her red lipstick smeared onto his cock and he had to admit she looked beautiful like this. He could feel himself ready to cum and he pulled back lifting her and turning her around to lean against her car. He squatted down and ripped a huge hole into her stocking admiring her exposed ass and opening her cheeks to look over her glistening pussy.

He buried his face into her ass and groaned at the taste of her. She whimpered and pushed back pushing his face into it further. He groaned lapping at her cunt hungrily kneading her ass cheeks together. He cooed tasting her sweet nectar devouring her ass and enjoying all of the sweet sounds she made. He stood up behind her and got her to grab her keys to unlock her car. He climbed in first and pulled her in sitting her in his lap. He slid his hands between her legs and she spread them open as he began to circle his fingers around her clit. She cooed ever so beautifully bucking her hips forward begging for him to fuck her. He grabbed his cock slapping it against her pussy before slowly pushing into her slick entrance. She gasped at the stretch and he groaned at the way she squeezed him just right. With her back against his chest he grabbed onto her hair putting an arch in her back. She hovered over him and cooed at the way he filled her up. Her hips began to buck back and forth and it caused him to shutter. “Fuck…” He groaned pulling her hair harder while he thrusted up into her meeting the rhythm of her hips. “So good.” She muttered panting like an animal.

Wrapping his hand around her throat he pulled her back flush against his chest biting into her neck before he pounded into her furiously. “Gods…I’m going to fuck you stupid….” She whimpered and moaned uncontrollably as he did just that. She played with her clit trying to get some relief she felt like she was going to explode. He knew she was close by the way her walls clenched and released him and he continued to pound his hips into her ass. The clapping sound filling the car as the windows fogged. “You gonna cum for me, Ms.Y/N?” She creamed around him as he continued until he was ready to spill his seed. Pulling away he came in a napkin he had in his pocket and smiled at the cum she left behind smeared on his cock. He pulled up his pants catching his breath and he looked over at her as she fixed her skirt. Immediately the feeling of guilt filled his stomach. It was sickening and heavy. He felt terrible, but he hadn’t felt this good in years and he was now hooked… Even after they had just finished he wanted more but he knew he had to restrain himself.

“I’m going to have to go…I stayed out longer than I intended.” She nodded and leaned over to kiss him one more time. He let her pull off first and he headed home. Once he was home he sat in the driveway for another hour. Thinking about what he just did. He was now officially a piece of shit. But he would be that if it meant feeling Y/Ns body on his again. He finally made his way into his home. Alys was asleep in bed and that gave him time to shower and throw his suit in the washer. She hadn’t stirred while he climbed in next to her there backs facing each other. He had gotten away with it for now…

To be continued…

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