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extraordinari1y-ordinary-writer · 4 months

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What You Want

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Content Warning: NSFW; breeding kink; Bucky's got a thick c*ck and big balls 🤷‍♂️; praise kink?; dumbification?; language; whatever else I failed to mention.

Word Count: 670

Note: Was this requested? No! It was voted. I hope you guys like this. I'll come back here and there to make some edits where it's necessary. Any gifs or pictures I use are not mine.

Gentle reminder that I am always open for feedback! 💕

MDNI (18+)

Bucky pushes your back onto the bed. His eyes are dark, almost predatory. You can see his erection in his pants, straining against its confines. You whimper. Bucky gives a hint of a smirk as he tugged your pajama shorts off.

Next was your panties. He pulled them off with ease, spreading your legs and eyeing your cunt. One hand on your knee, his thumb gently stroking the soft flesh of your leg. You were wet—almost embarrassingly so. You spread your legs wider, hoping he'd get the hint. The hand on your knee moved down your thigh, his fingers dancing dangerously close to your dripping core. You let out a slight whine.

In one swift motion, Bucky moved his hand to your core. Thick fingers drawing tight circles on your clit. You moaned, grinding yourself into his hand. Bucky felt his cock twitch. He could feel your cunt throb. He applied more pressure to your clit.

"Bucky, please," you gasp. You're grasping at the bed sheets, panting and trembling. It felt good, but you wanted more. You needed more. "I—ah—I, fuck—" you trailed off, letting out another moan as he sped up his ministrations.

"Tell me what you need," Bucky pants. His other hand was stuffed down his pants, lazily stroking his cock.

You look at him with hazy eyes and flushed cheeks. "Please," you whine. "In me!"

You let out a cry when he pushes a finger in. He groans, exploring the wetness of your soft folds. "Here?" he teases. Bucky pumps his finger, his thumb continuing its assault on your sensitive bundle of nerves. You nearly sob. Bucky maneuvers his cock out. It feels heavy in his hands, pre-cum dribbling out of his reddened tip. He begins pumping himself in time with him finger fucking you.

"Right there," you stammer. "Oh God—yes, yes, yes!—more, please; I need more!"

Bucky added a second finger, then a third. "You're so good," he grunted. His cock twitched again. He felt his balls starting to rise that burning feeling in the pit of his stomach. He quickened his pace with you and himself. You were writhing against Bucky's, incoherent babbles escaping you as your orgasm fast approached. The soft walls of your cunt squeezed his fingers, arousal dripping from his hand.

You're on the brink of an orgasm when you look at him. You see him fisting his cock, thick and veiny. Cum dribbles from his tip, the hand stuffed between your legs is coated in your juices, dripping from your arousal. Sweat coats his chest, eyes lust-filled as he looks at you.

You imagine his hardened cock between your legs, stuffing you and fucking you senseless. You imagine his balls, always heavy and full of cum, slapping against your ass until he finally empties his load into you. Ropes of thick, white cum painting your walls, filling your weeping core. You want him to keep fucking you and filling you until you're a mess, until you feel him dribbling out of you.

But the one thing you want the most is for his load to catch. You want him to put a baby in you. You need him to. That's what got you in this situation.

Your mouth falls open, letting out a silent scream. Your pussy squeezes around his fingers, your body convulsing. You're gushing around his hand, grinding on him for more friction.

"So pretty," Bucky groans. "So pretty when you're cummin'—fuck! You're so—oh, fuck!—so tight!" He lets out a long groan, rope after rope of hot cum coating his stomach and chest. He chants your name, trying to keep his orgasm going for as long as he can.

When his high subsided, he let go of his softening length. Bucky slowly removed his hand from between your legs. You gave a soft whine. You both breathed heavily, reveling in the aftershocks of your orgasms.

"Bucky," you rasped. He hummed. "I meant it." He looked you over, and felt his member stir. "Let's have a fucking baby."

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russellsppttemplates · 2 months

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I'm always over the moon (Lando Norris)

A look into your and Lando's little life moments

Note: english is not my first language. It's fluffy, so you know I pratically melted (and am now feeling single in about seventeen different levels)✨️

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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Tw: mentions accident drop of a glass and possibility of injury

Tag list: @myloverjk-blog

Today's training session was particularly hard, Jon having Lando run a considerable amount of kilometres more than the usual distance followed by a weights session. By the time he was finished his cryotherapy session, he was more than ready to go home and snuggle up to you in the sofa.

Setting his keys on the little bowl by the door, Lando left his shoes on the coat cabinet by the door before walking to the ensuite bathroom where he heard noise from.

"I'm home, baby", he said, crossing the corner and resting his body on the side of the door, watching you rub product on your face.

"Hey, Lan", you smiled at him through the mirror, putting the lid on the pot you were using and storing it away.

Approaching him, you laced your arms around his neck, fingers playing with the curls ay the nape of his neck, "how was your session?", you wondered before kissing his lips.

"It was a killer, Jon set out to push me to the limit today", he hummed, hands finding your waist and holding your body close to his, "and you?", he checked.

"I worked all day, finally finished the prototypes for the next Quadrant campaign, then I worked out and I was just finishing my shower when you arrived", you added.

"I should've come home earlier, I could have joined you in there", he smirked, lowering his head to your neck and kissing the skin softly, earning your giggles as you squirmed.

"You're tickling me", you smiled, curling yourself closer against him, "but it's alright, baby, we'll do it another time".

When you separated yourself from his slightly, Lando noticed what you were wearing, "ugh, baby, I don't know what would be better, getting home when you were in the shower or this", he complimented.

"What do you mean?", you scrunched your eyebrows, looking down at your outfit. Because you had moisturised your whole body, from head to toe, after your workout, you decided to put on your tiny pyjamas shorts and one of Lando's t-shirts, the bottom piece fitting your thighs loosely while his t-shirt fit snug on your hips and chest, the fabric leaving little to the imagination. Even though he knew everything it kept away, he loved the way your curvilinear body looked in his t-shirt.

"I love it when you wear my clothes, they look so good on you, too god even", he nibbled on your ear lobe, hands tapping your thighs so you knew to jump and wrap your legs around his waist.

"I thought you were too tired, baby", you brushed the curls away from his eyes, "I am, but that doesn't mean I won't spend the evening glued to you", he winked, carrying you to the sofa in the living room, laying you both down and wrapping you both in a blanket.

"Can't have you feeling cold, baby", he mumbled, fixing the blanket before his hand travelled under the t-shirt and settled on your tummy, making you hum in content, "I love you, baby", you cooed.

"Alright, let's get to work!", Lando clapped after setting the last box on the living room floor.

When you moved all of the things you wanted to Monaco, Lando insisted you should bring your favourite books, reasoning that the apartment should also have some of your things instead of just his helmets for decoration. So, three boxes were shipped with your favourite book collections and stand alones and, you and Lando took the afternoon to organise them.

"I get this can be boring for you, Lan, I can do it myself if you want to go stream or just game", you added, kissing his cheek lovingly.

"Absolutely not, baby, I want to help you! So, how do you want this?", he asked as he looked at what was in the boxes, "do you want to do this by colour? Genre? Date? The ones you've read and the ones you haven't read yet", he suggested.

"We can go a bit with the colour schemes you already have with the helmets", you tried, looking over at the colour palette the books made up.

Wiping the shelves one last time, you sat on the floor and handed the books over to your boyfriend, guiding him through the order and way you wanted to display them.

"Oh, I remember this one - I read it to you the first time I spent the night at your place! You didn't want to seem weird and admit you needed to read a little before going to bed and thought you could go without it for one night!", he smiled at the memory, "Little did you know that it was another one of the things that attracted me to you and I was more than happy to read to you", he winked, leaving you flustered as you handed him the next book, "very smooth, Mr. Norris", you blushed.

"I like to keep you on your toes", he chuckled, "next, there's room for that big collection there", he pointed to the eight books that shared the same design, "might be a tight squeeze, but I think it's fine", he muttered as you handed him the books.

By the time you finished, the living room looked like a good mixture of you and Lando. The books added a pop of colour and softer tone along with the new picture frames you scattered.

"It looks great", Lando said, pulling you closer to him as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, "our home is coming together nicely", he kissed the side of your head.

"They can spend the day, of course I don't mind", you smiled as you out the cutlery away in the drawer.

"It's your home too, baby, just wanted to make sure you're fine with it", Lando reasoned as he wiped the counter.

It was still weird to refer to the apartment as your home, but you wouldn't have it any other way. Closing the door and moving to the cups drying on the counter, you grabbed a tea towell and started drying them before setting them in the cupboard.

"I'll make sure to not make too much noise, or I can go and work at the café down the street, it's - shoot!", you cursed as the glass slipped from your hold, falling on the floor and shattering into little pieces.

"Careful, darling, you might hurt yourself more", Lando urged, stretching his arms and helping you stand where there were no glass shards.

"I'm sorry, I thought the towell wasn't that slippery", you said as Lando scanned your hands for any cuts or injuries, moving to your feet and ankles.

"It's okay, baby, I don't care about the glass, I care about you", he kissed your fingers, "there's a little graze here", he pointed to the small nick on your skin, "go wash it off while gather these", he kissed your cheek and looked for the broom.

Making sure he had sweeped all of it and then passing the vacuum cleaner just to make sure, Lando finished putting the glasses away as you stood by the door, "it's fine,Y/N, we'll go to IKEA and get a new one", he conforted, "now, are we ready for bed?", he wondered as he held your hand as you walked to the bedroom.

"My shoulders are killing me, I think I slept funny", you mumbled, trying to find a good position against the office chair, Lando's look questioning your movements.

"Are you in pain? You should've said something", he tutted, hands coming to rub the muscles along your shoulders and neck as Ria went over the latest filming plans.

"Y/N, are you okay, girl?", Ria asked, concerned at the faces you were pulling, "are you sure he's helping you rather than making it worse?", she teased.

"Hey!", Lando yelled, "I'm trying to be a great boyfriend, making sure she's feeling well and taken care of! I think that's jealousy", he smirked, poking his tongue out at her.

"It's feeling good, handsome, especially right there", you groaned, earning a whistle from Max.

"If you guys need a room, I'm sure they can find something relatively kept away!", he laughed, luckily missing the pillow your boyfriend threw at him, "no need to resort to violence, guys!".

"Bring that pillow over here, please, I actually need it", you asked him, taking it from his hands as he quickly walked away, "what, are you afraid I was going to make you trip?", you giggled.

"I don't know, the two of you are never up to any good!", Max raised his hands in defense as Lando kissed your forehead, "He's just jealous because we're a great team and P isn't here with him".

Weekends with no racing and no plans quickly became your favourite because you were able to spend as much time as you possibly could with Lando, the triple header ahead of you already promising to make spending time just with him on your own a bit difficult.

When Lando woke up like clockwork, he stretched his neck just enough to watch you sleep cuddled up to his side, your hand grabbing a handful of the sheets that were keeping you warm as you peacefully slept, and knowing how much Quadrant had kept you up late that past week, he thought it would be nice to let you sleep for a bit longer.

Carefully getting up to not wake you up, Lando kissed your cheek soflty and made his side of the bed, tucking the sheets around your body as he lightly kissed your head one last time before he went to the ensuite to change into his workout clothes.

Heading to the kitchen, Lando filled his water bottle and grabbed a pre-workout snack to take to the home gym. Looking at the equipment in the room and the cardio indications Jon had sent him, he decided that he was going on the bike, figuring that, even though the sound isolation was pretty good, it would be the least likely to make too much noise to the point of waking you up, following up with some weights and then stretching.

He was all sweaty when he walked back into the bedroom, ready to have a shower when he heard the sheets ruffling, "hey, baby, good morning", he smiled, "you can go back to sleep, I just need to take a shower, I'm sorry I woke you up", he pouted.

"Morning", you yawned, "I'm going to shower with you", you smiled sleepily, getting up and joining him in the ensuite.

Leaving your clothes in a pile on the floor, Lando got the shower started, making sure the water was warm as you both liked before stepping in with you, letting the water wash away before you grabbed your shower gel, lathering it on Lando's hands and then on yours as you both helped the other wash off, stealing kissing and caresses along the way.

When you got back to the bedroom and dressed in lounge wear clothes, you were ready to have breakfast, finding the overnight oats in the kitchen, "I don't mind if you want to eat something else", Lando offered.

"These are good, I don't mind it", you said, "but I am going to make my latte because my brain can't go without the caffeine", you scrunched up your nose, earning his giggles as you turned on the coffee machine.

"Can I have a little sip, please?", Lando asked once you frothed up the milk, "of course, here baby", you encouraged, bringing the mug up to his lips and having your hand form a shell under it just in case it spilled.

Lando was left with a little foam moustache, earning a giggle from you as you kissed him, "my little frothy man", you cupped his cheek before kissing him properly, "I love you, Y/N", he whispered, pulling you into his embrace.

"You pick the movie, I have to go pee", you said to your boyfriend, letting him walk inside the living room as you continued down the hall to the bathroom.

For tonight's plan, you and Lando decided to stay in and cook together, wanting to enjoy the small task without rushing or heating up something from his meal plan, still making something healthy and approved by his team.

When you got back to the living room,

Lando had his Spotify app on the TV, a slow song you recognised from his brother's wedding playlist ready to play, "would you do me the honour of joining me in this dance?", he asked, kissing your knuckles before looking up at you, eyes sparkly as you replied, "yes, I will", you smiled, allowing him to push you flush to his chest, slowdancing in the living room once he started the song, your head in his chest listening to his steady heartbeat.

"Everyday I thank my lucky starts that we met, that I was bold enough to ask you out and that you've stayed with me all of these years", he broke the silence as he unattached his lips from your temple, "and I never want to loose this, little touches, giggles, wins and losses, all of it", he smiled.

"You're the best thing that has happened to me, Lando", you cupped his face in your hands, thumbs brushing his cheeks as he smiled, "I can only hope you feel as happy as I do when I'm with you".

"Darling, with you, I'm always over the moon", he giggled, kissing your lips softly as he stumbled you two into the sofa, roaming hands and tongues battling eachother as a night of love and passion unfolded.

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princessbrunette · 5 months

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just imagine beings jjs innocent gf and youre really inexperienced and it makes you so insecure and like hes not stupid he notices how you tend to pull back when things get heavy but he thinks its because you dont wanna go farther when its like you DO but you want him so bad its overwhelming and you dont wanna disappoint him but one day he reassures you its okay and to ease you into it he sits you on his lap and talks you through your first orgasm while you cum so prettily around his fingers :(

omg working yourself up to near tears because you want him to bad :( attending a lil pogue get together at the chateau, everyone getting drunk around the fire with music playing and it’s sm fun but all you can think about is how badly u wanna pull jj away from everyone and have your way with him… you just don’t know how :(

you haven’t done this before! so you don’t even know how to propose the idea, eventually the blonde picking up on your shaky and hesitant vibe when you ask him to come inside with you to get more ice from the freezer, even a few people wolf whistling as he lets you lead him by the hand inside.

he’s standing there shucking ice into the bucket, turning and looking at you when you slowly approach him with a softness to your expression you only gain when you want a kiss. so he stands to his full height and brings you in with cold hands on your cheeks, allowing your lips to meet.

mostly due to you, the kiss gets hot and heavy quickly, tongues needily dancing over eachother as you blindly found the couch, JJ pulling you onto his lap. your heart starts hammering like it always does and you pull away, a little panicked and frustrated, dropping your head to his shoulder with a sad sigh. “sorry.” you whimper.

“why? hey?” he lifts your chin with his knuckle, brow creased in concern. you don’t say anything, just climb off his lap— and you don’t miss the way he tugs his tshirt down a little trying to hide the bulge that had formed between his legs. after a slightly tense silence, he chooses his words carefully. “babe… y’know me, i don’t wanna come across like some pushy asshole but… am i doing something wrong? i dont wanna scare you, like— we can totally move at your pace it’s just… it seems like you want it and then you pull away and im just a little… confused?” he turns his body to face you, keeping his body language and voice gentle as to let you know you’re not in trouble with him.

you blink up at him tearfully through your lashes anyway as if he had yelled at you, letting a long sigh through your nose. “i… i just panic. i want you so bad it hurts but… dont know what i’m doing, just get so overwhelmed ‘n embarrassed and—” you start working yourself up and he shuffles closer, cupping your jaw.

“hey. look at me. that’s… what im here for, you know? to teach you stuff? we can take it really slow like…” he places a hand on your thigh, watching for your reaction, seeing the way your lashes flutter needily and breath catches in your throat. poor thing, so touch starved. “really, really slow.” he whispers, rubbing the skin there, fingers dipping a little up your skirt. “you okay with this, hm?” he tilts his head, dotting kisses down your jaw.

“mhm.”

“atta girl… you wanna stay right there or do you wanna sit on my lap?”

“on your lap, please.”

“polite, i like it.” he grins, pulling you up and getting you situated as his hand disappears up your skirt, tongue finding yours once more.

#anon #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank smut

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uneditedidiot · 10 months

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i can see you - jamie tartt x reader

jamie tartt x gn!reader

summary: Jamie can’t stop imagining you pressed up against the wall and his mouth on yours…will he act on it? Based off the song I Can See You by Taylor Swift from Speak Now Taylor’s Version.

word count: 1.4k

Warnings: COULD be considered NSFW so maybe MDNI (18+) just in case, implied smut, Jamie pining after you, language

A/N: I started this the day Speak Now TV came out, but I didn’t get the chance to finish it until now cause I was moving and didn’t have internet. This gets a LITTLE spicy, so enjoy. :) also THIS GIF 👀

’Cause I can see you waiting down the hall from me

And I could see you up against the wall with me

And what would you do?

Baby, if you only knew

That I can see you

Well…Jamie was fucked.

You stood down the hall from him talking with Keeley about the big press conference coming up for the team, making sure you’d scheduled everything for the boys that you needed to.

Jamie couldn’t hear the conversation, just stood gazing at you with a soft expression by the water fountain. He’d told himself that staring probably wasn’t the best idea, as you had a rule that you didn’t date people on the team, but he couldn’t help himself. Everything you did, everything you said, even how you moved…he was hopelessly in love with you.

He had imagined this scenario at least a hundred times. You’d walk down the hall to him. He’d wrap his arms around you, one hand on the back of your neck, the other on the small of your back, and pull your lips to his. Then you’d slide your hands up over his shoulders, reciprocating the passionate kiss, and he’d walk you slowly backwards so that you were pressed against the wall at the mercy of his hands and mouth. And that’s where you would stay; bodies pressed together in a way that made you both want each other even more, ready to find an empty room at a moments’ notice. Then after you’d both spent at least an hour (if not more) drawing pleasurable experience out of pleasurable experience out from each other, you’d both confess your love for the other.

He shook himself out of this enchanting imaginary moment when he saw you laugh at something Keeley said, pat her shoulder, and start walking down the hall towards him.

“Fuck,” he hissed as he noticed you notice him staring. He spun quickly on his heel, pretending to fill up his already full water bottle.

He heard your footsteps approaching, then silence as you came to a halt in front of him.

“Uh, you realize your bottle is already full, right?” you teased.

He glanced up, stopping the spout from sending more filtered water cascading over his hands into the drain. He felt his cheeks grow warm.

“Erm, can’t ever be too hydrated,” he heard himself stutter. “Coach Lasso is always gettin’ on me to drink more water, so…here I am doing that.”

You wrinkled your eyebrows in a confused smile, which sent butterflies fluttering about in his stomach. You were just so cute…

“Ted wanted me to let you know that he’s going to call you up to talk about your assists this month,” you told him. “And Roy wants to talk to you in his office after the conference. Something about…” You checked your phone, frowning in puzzlement. “...Uncle’s Day?”

“Shit,” he cursed. He averted his eyes bashfully. “Yeah, I might’ve…intruded a little on Phoebe’s holiday with him.”

You rolled your eyes good naturedly. “Oh come on, you know Roy. He acts like he’s some untouchable, rough-and-tumble, aggressive bear, but on the inside, he’s like a cute, angry little duck.”

Jamie let out a huge laugh. He was afraid it might have sounded too eager or loud. The self-conscious, nagging voice in his brain told him that it was dumb to laugh like that at such a small joke.

But you clearly enjoyed that he found your joke amusing. Your face went slightly pink, looking almost a little embarrassed.

“Should I tell Roy you’ve just compared him to a duck?” he joked.

You feigned an attitude but your smile was evident. “Alright. Go ahead. What would he do? Yell at me? He does that anyways.”

“Yellin’ is that man’s love language, I swear.”

“What’s yours?”

His breath caught in his throat. “What?”

You held his gaze confidently, eyes darkening slightly as you asked yet again, “What’s your love language?”

Jamie’s heart was stuttering. His brain had needed a moment to catch up to what you were asking.

“I, erm…” he stammered. His eyes bounced around, not able to meet yours. “For meself, it’s probably…eh, physical touch and, uh, words of affirmation.”

He finally was able to make eye contact. You clearly were paying attention, nodding as he finished speaking.

Jamie decided to be just as bold. “I told you mine, so you tell me yours.”

You smiled back. “Physical touch and quality time.”

He smirked, flirting back. “I’ll make sure to keep that in mind.”

“I’d hope so,” you grinned, patting him lightly on the chest. Then without another word, you walked back down the hall, glancing back a few times to make sure he was watching. His chest tingled where you’d touched him.

Oh MAN…Jamie was really fucked now. Had you been thinking of the same things?

He questioned the interaction over and over again in his mind throughout the rest of that day. He knew he was distracted, especially during the press conference. Ted had to get his attention multiple times so he could answer questions that had just been asked of him.

But after the conference was over and the work day had ended, Jamie decided to act on things.

He stood by the water fountain, waiting for you to come down the stairs to go home. He tapped the top of the cooler anxiously.

You’d both been very professional with each other up until that conversation earlier. He’d never been tempted this much to act on his feelings. He knew that if he had acted on them before, you’d have become an addiction for him, which he couldn’t afford at this point. But, again, that was before the flirty exchange about love languages earlier.

Footsteps.

There you were.

He inhaled sharply, butterflies in his stomach fluttering like mad.

He saw you appear, bag in hand, staring down at your phone as you stepped down from the last stair.

He called your name. You whipped around, puzzled. Your face lit up when you saw him.

“Jamie,” you said, “what are you still doing here? It’s like seven. I thought all the players had gone home.”

He smiled lightly, coming closer to you as he spoke. “There’s not many of us left. I think Sam and Isaac might still be here, but…I have something else I need to do before I leave.”

Your confused expression only grew. “And what’s that?”

He stopped right in front of you, faces inches apart. You made no effort to move away from him, just stared back at him. Your eyes flickered to his lips.

“This,” he replied softly.

Jamie crushed his lips to yours. The reciprocation from you was instant. You dropped your bag to the floor.

His hands wound around your body, hands caressing as much of you as possible. Your arms went up to his neck, one hand on the back of his head, the other over his shoulders.

Your mouths moved hungrily against each other, trying to feel as much of each other as possible. It was like rain had finally come after a drought. You both realized how much you’d wanted each other.

Jamie was licking into your mouth. You slid your hands to tug on the collar of his sweatsuit jacket. His fingers were tracing the sliver of skin between your t-shirt and jeans. Your whole body was on fire.

Jamie wasn’t thinking straight. He backed you into the wall of the hallway, pressing your body against his. There was no space between you at all. His knee moved between your legs, pressing up. You whined against his mouth. He smirked into the kiss and groaned.

This was exactly what he had imagined so many times before.

His lips trailed off yours down your chin and neck. He licked and bit and kissed his way to your jugular. His left hand went up the back of your shirt to trace your spine in an agonizingly delicious manner.

Your breathing was heavy, trying to find some relief on his knee as you ground down. His mouth was relentless on your neck. It was everything you’d wanted for so long.

You fiddled with the zipper of his jacket, pulling slowly down. His mouth was immediately back on yours, but he unzipped the jack quickly and slung it off.

He was only in a tank top, leaving his arms bare. You dug your fingernails into his biceps as he kissed over your jaw to behind your ear. He felt fireworks under his skin where you traced.

You let out an involuntary moan. He pulled away, grinning widely, lips still inches from yours.

“Shhhh,” he whispered. “Can’t have you alerting everyone here what we’re doin’, love. Not a sound...”

You pulled his lips to yours again.

In between kisses, you suggested hoarsely, “boot room?”

Jamie pulled back again. You could feel his breath against your chin. “Are you sure?”

You nodded, blushing, still giving him some of your signature sass. “Obviously. I wouldn’t be suggesting it if I wasn’t.”

He pecked your lips once more, grabbing your hands and immediately leading you away to the boot room to act the rest of his fantasy…and yours.

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forever-rogue · 1 year

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Ooh what about Joel giving reader a kiss on the cheek now and then and calling her sweetheart and darling because he knows it makes her blush

Basically Joel torturing reader by shamelessly flirting with her until she finally caves and kissed him and he’s like “took ya long enough”

AN | Please!! This is so soft and fluffy 🥰

Pairing | Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Language

Word Count | 2.2k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

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“Hey trouble,” you felt his hands on your hips as he gently moved you out of the way before you saw him. You hadn’t even heard him coming up, but he was good like that - stealthy and lethal when he needed to be.

“Joel,” your entire face turned so warm you were almost sure you could have fried an egg on it. He looked over at you as though he knew exactly what was going through mind whenever he came around. Honestly he probably did and that made it all the worse, “what’re you doing here?”

“Nothin’ much,” he took a seat at the bar next to him. You felt stupid for even asking - you were at the bar, what else would he be doing here? You wish the ground would open and swallow you whole, “thinkin’ about having a beer. What about you?”

“Same,” you’d been nursing the same beer you’d first ordered when you walked into the bar. You shrugged meekly, “long week.”

“I’d say every week is a long week,” he offered up and you couldn’t help the snort of amusement that escaped your lips. His own beer was passed over and he took it, clinking it against your own, “cheers.”

“Cheers,” you whispered softly, taking a small sip. You didn’t even really like the beer, but it was a social thing to do. Although with Joel currently sitting next to you and leaning into you, it was hard to focus on anything but him. The two of you sat in silence for some time, nothing needing to be said by either of you.

You’d always liked Joel, always found yourself gravitating to the older man, but just how much you liked him was still dizzying and overwhelming at times. But you’d never say anything - you were pretty sure you’d rather die. You didn’t really have much to offer, which is always what kept you from saying anything. Instead, you like just being his friend, which was just fine with you.

“I have to leave tomorrow,” he said suddenly, angling his body closer to yours. Your heart dropped at the idea of not being able to see him, but you tried not to let it show on your face. He chuckled softly and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “don’t get all sad on me yet - I haven’t even finished what I was saying.”

“I wasn’t…sad,” you lied although there was no reason to, “sorry - go on.”

“I have to leave tomorrow for a few days to get some supplies,” he explained, “and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?”

And then your face broke into a huge smile that you weren’t able to hide, beaming and lovely. Joel returned your smile as you tried to not let your imagination run away too wild, “you want me to come? You’re sure?”

“I am,” he nodded, “what do you think? It’s nothing much, just a lot of driving and maybe a night or two of camping.”

“I’d love to,” you agreed with hesitation; you’d probably have done anything and everything he asked of you. He perked up at your response and raised an eyebrow, almost as if he was making sure he’d heard you correctly, “when are we leaving?”

“In the morning, bright and early,” you groaned lightly and that just made him laugh a little harder, “is that going to be a problem, sweetheart?”

“I hate bright and early,” you groaned dramatically, “but I guess I’ll do it for you, Miller. Remember, I’m doing you the favor here.”

“Of course,” he nodded seriously, “and I’ll never be able to repay you. Forever in your debt.”

“Okay now you’re just being dramatic,” you rolled your eyes but there was nothing but affection behind your gesture, “well, I look forward to an adventure. Bright and early.”

“Bright and early.”

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You might have been panicking. Okay, you were definitely panicking. But why? You wished your mind explained that bit. You’d known Joel for several years, and had managed to be around him without any issue but the idea of spending so much time alone together and potentially small spaces just made things that much worse. You just hoped that you wouldn’t somehow manage to spill your little deep rooted secret.

“Good morning!” Joel pulled up to your place bright and early just as promised, waving as you met him at the door. You wondered for a moment what he put in his coffee, but decided not to question it too much. He came up and took your bag as you followed him and mumbled your own version of a good morning. You climbed into the truck and made yourself comfortable and he cranked up the heat for your benefit, “ready to go?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” he grinned at you but paused for a moment before shifting the vehicle into drive. He reached under the seat and pulled out a blank, draping it over your lap. Your heart swelled at the gesture and you almost couldn’t contain yourself, “thank you, Joel. That’s really sweet of you.”

“I can be nice sometimes,” he winked and oh. That made the butterflies flutter in your tummy, “off we go.”

You spied the second cup of coffee sitting in the cupholder and you knew immediately that it would be made just the way you liked it. He was thoughtful like that - in so many ways.

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The two of you spent most of the morning and early afternoon, passing the time with conversation about anything and everything that crossed your minds. It was all so easy with him, everything always felt so right and natural. You liked that he made you laugh and you liked making him laugh too. When he’d first arrived he almost never smiled, but he was doing it a lot more these days. And it was a lovely sight to behold.

You rested for a few hours, to stretch your legs and get some fresh air. You could feel him studying you intently, but decided not to question him. Maybe you just had something on your face, or your hair was funky…or something.

"There's a small town nearby," hed suggested, "we'll stop there for the night. Unless you'd rather rough it and make camp?"

"Can't trust just anyone these days," you shrugged, "but I'm willing to chance it instead of camping out in the wilderness."

"Good point," he agreed without much emotion. If you'd taken him up on his offer, you might have gotten to share a tent with him. Ugh. Maybe you'd made the wrong decision, "I'm sure we can find a room somewhere there."

A room. Singular. Alright, perhaps things would be okay after all.

"We'll figure it out," you agreed as you looked at the lights in the distance. He reached over and brushed his knuckles over your cheek. Your skin felt like it was on fire from even the simplest of his touches and it made you smile despite your best efforts.

The rest of the ride passed by in silence, a comfortable one at that, and before you knew it you were parking inside the small town and looking around in amazement. You knew more towns like Jackson existed but it was still amazing when you got to see them. It was like a little bit of normalcy back into your lives.

"Come on," Joel tugged on your arm as he started to lead towards the small diner, "let's get inside."

You followed his lead, trailing slightly behind him as he slid into one of the booths. You looked around and couldn't keep the smile off your face, "this place is cute."

"Hmm," he hummed in agreement, "you think about what you want to eat and I'm going to ask about where we can stay for the night."

"Okay," you watched as he slid out of the booth, enjoying the view but not before he gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze.

You looked at the menu and you weren't sure how much time had passed before he sat back in the booth. Only when you looked up, it wasn't Joel sitting there.

Instead, it was a young man who was smiling brightly but managed to send an unpleasant shiver down your spine.

"Haven't seen you around before," he smirked and immediately there was a shift in the air and you did not like it at all, "I think I would have remembered such a pretty little thing."

"I…I'm not from here," you shrugged him off, "just passing through-"

"Well, I'm sure you'd like some company right?" He completely cut you off, "wouldn't want you to get lost or anything."

"I have someone," you searched the place, desperately willing Joel to just pop up, "if you don't mind."

“I’m sure no one will mind if you come with me for a little bit,” everything about this man had your blood boiling, “I can show you a good time, and you can show me a good time in return. Whaddaya say, sweet thing?”

Neither of you got the chance to say anything else before you heard the sound of a gun cocking and the cool metal was pressed to his temple. Your eyes widened in shock as you looked at a livid, furious Joel, “don’t say another word. Get out of this booth, apologize, and walk away.”

“Listen old man-”

“Now!” he shouted, causing you to jump slightly, “I won’t hesitate to blow your brains out, kid.”

“Fine,” he gingerly moved but Joel kept the gun pointed at him. You could see that the guy was genuinely nervous; you couldn’t blame him, Joel was scary when this side of him came out, “I’m sorry.”

You said nothing but gave him a subtle nod as he almost ran out. Joel kept his eye on him, before sitting down across from you again, “are you okay? Did he do anything or touch you?”

“No,” you swallowed thickly, a few tears rolling down your cheeks. Joel reached over and brushed them away, “he didn’t do anything. You got here just in time.”

“Good,” he let out a sigh of relief, “oh, my little trouble.”

“Thank you,” no one ever made you feel as safe as Joel did, “I don’t think that guy will try anything again. I think you made an impression on him.”

“Well, can’t go around and not make an impression,” he huffed bitterly, “you’re sure you’re okay?”

“Positive,” you promised, “thanks to you.”

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Joel had found a small little room in one of the hotels and your mouth almost dropped open when you realized it was only one bed. You set your bag down and looked before laughing nervously. It was an easy tell of yours that Joel had picked up a long time ago.

“Umm, there’s…” you trailed off and pointed at the bed, “only one.”

“I can sleep on floor, sweetheart,” he promised without skipping a beat, “its not a big deal.”

“Joel, no, don’t,” you sat at the edge of the bed and patted the space next to you, “your back is going to kill you and I can’t deal with all of your belly aching. We can share.”

“You sure?” he asked softly as you looked up at him nodded, “I won’t try anything.”

“I know,” you smiled in relief, “if there’s a man I trust, it’s you. So.”

“So.”

"Can I ask you something?" You asked so quietly that he almost didn't hear it. He sat down next to you and nodded, "why do you look at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like…I dunno," you whispered, "like the way you do."

"The way I do," he repeated softly, "which is?"

"Joel, you're so - you know what I mean," you turned to him and found that he was looking at you and very close, "oh. Like that."

“Mhmm,” he reached over and cupped your jaw with his large, warm hand, “just like that. You know what I’m about to do, don’t you?”

“Maybe?” oh yeah. You were almost positive you knew what was coming but a small part of you was still doubting that this was all real and not some wild fever dream.

And then he kissed you, just like you had imagined he would. It was soft and sweet, barely anything that would be considered mind blowing but it was just perfect. When he pulled back, you sighed softly and he pressed his forehead against yours.

After a few moments you stole a few kisses, both of you smiling shyly at each other.

“Do you understand now?” he closed his eyes and you laughed softly.

“You like me?” you asked and he just grinned.

“Mhmm,” he kissed you again, “took you long enough to catch up.”

“What if I hadn’t?”

“I would have waited,” he promised, “you’re worth waiting for.”

“Joel,” you looked at him with the embodiment of heart eyes, “do me a favor?”

“Anything.”

“Kiss me more,” and he had no problem with that request at all, “please.”

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x fem!reader #joel miller imagine #joel miller one shot #pedro pascal #tlou #tlou hbo #the last of us

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l5byrinth · 1 year

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Before it’s too late

pairing: chad meeks martin x reader

summary: in which you and your best friend share secret feelings for each other. but you being attacked makes him realise how quickly life can come to an end.

requested !

a/n: ahhh my first imagine!! i’m so excited for you all to read it and hope you like it. english isn’t my first language so please stay nice if i make mistakes. my requests are open if you want to request something!

don’t copy my work or translate it on anywhere unless i give you the permission to

After the long and boring movie, you were walking through New York’s busy streets. Your hands were wrapped around your best friend’s - if you may say it - extremely muscled arm.

The best friend for whom your feelings grew stronger by the day.

You tried to ignore your sweaty hands, thumping heart and butterflies whenever you were around him. But it was hard.

Really hard.

You didn’t want to ruin the beautiful thing you had. Your long-lasting friendship.

“I can’t believe you actually enjoyed that movie.” You laughed, shaking your head in disbelief at what he had just admitted to you.

“What? Are you kidding me. It was pretty good.” Chad replied, a wide smile on his face.

You absolutely loved that smile, his beautiful genuine smile.

“Are you serious? I could make a whole list on what’s wrong about that movie. Front and back!” You exclaimed, receiving a chuckle from him.

“I am convinced we both saw a different movie.” Chad shrugged. A giggle left your lips at the weird taste of your best friend as you looked him in the eyes.

“You really are something, Chad.” You broke eye-contact with him, to watch the road you were crossing. “A good something, I hope.” He grinned, as you could feel him staring at you. you looked to your left and right before you crossed.

“Sometimes.” You shrug teasingly and you hear him laugh from beside you. The corners of your lips tug into smile when hearing the angelic sound.

After a while of walking around, talking and laughing the two of you had arrived in front of your dorm building. You let go of his arm, already missing his body so close to yours.

You were standing across from each other and somehow your feet didn’t want to move. You really didn’t want to go. You didn’t want this night to end.

“Should I walk you upstairs?” He questioned when you didn’t move an inch. You woke up from your trance and shook your head with a smile, “Thank you, but I’ll make it on my own.”

But in reality you wanted nothing more than for him to walk you upstairs. Just so you could be with him for a little longer.

He chuckled at your reply and opened his mouth to say something. But closed it swiftly, almost as if he was afraid to ruin the moment.

“See you tomorrow, princess.”

Princess. The nickname that made your heart flutter, especially when Chad was the one to call you that.

He hesitated at first, but he leaned in closer and planted a gentle kiss on your cheek.

If your heartbeat wasn’t fast then it definitely was racing now. “See you.” You said while your cheeks heated up. He looked at you with his gorgeous smile and watched as you opened the door and stepped inside, completely flustered by what just had happened.

During your short trip to your dorm, all you could think about was him. It wasn’t any different than usual; you were always thinking about him. But something about that innocent kiss told you that things were different than you thought they were.

With a train of thoughts clouding your mind, you entered your dorm, welcomed by a strange smell. The smile on your face was wiped off immediately.

You called for your roommate, but they didn’t answer.

Confused by the smell filling your nose, you tried to find the source of it. Eventually you realised that the closer you got to your roommate’s room, the worse the smell got.

You opened the door and walked inside. Your roommate was laying on their bed, a blanket put over them.

As you drew closer and closer, your heart began to race. You became extremely nauseous as the smell intensified. Your pupils widen in astonishment as you pull away the blanket.

Your roommates dead body was brutally stabbed. Their blood had stained the mattress entirely red.

You put your hand on your mouth to muffle your cries as you looked at them. You couldn’t believe someone would ever do this to them.

You were about to get your phone from your pocket, planning to call Chad. But you got pushed down forcefully and fell on the ground. Your phone flew out

of your hand and landed not too far away from you.

Your watery eyes blinked a few times, before you saw the mask you would recognise from anywhere. The mask you had grown to hate with your entire being.

You tried to grab for anything that could be useful to attack the ghostface with as they were hovering over you. They had gotten ahold of your legs and pulled you closer to them, the blade of their knife sliding against the skin of your leg.

Your arms went everywhere trying to get ahold of something at least.

You successfully managed to grab a baseball bat which belonged to your roommate and hit the ghostface with it on their head.

“Motherfucker!” You yelled hitting it on their head a few times. You quickly got up when their grip loosened and searched for your phone.

You went to grab it, but just when you picked it up you were pushed again and this time the ghostface stabbed you in the leg, twisting it slowly and painfully.

You yelled out in pain and tried everything in your power to push them away, but it was no use.

They slapped the phone out of your hand and let out a deep evil chuckle.

“How does it feel without your muscled bodyguard to save you?” They spoke, their knife threateningly close to your face.

Their knife made its way to your stomach, and all you could do was watch. You were powerless, completely powerless.

They stabbed you without regrets twisting and turning the knife, causing pain to shoot throughout your entire body.

You thought of Chad.

The Chad who was calling you nonstop.

The sound of your ringtone was on the background as you could slowly feel yourself disappear.

Chad was pacing back in forth in his dorm, his body tense and his mind full with questions.

Why didn’t you answer? Did something happen to you?

Ethan tried to calm his roommate down the best he could. He told Chad you probably fell asleep and that you forgot to call.

But Chad knew better. Chad knew you wouldn’t go to sleep without letting him know you were safe and making sure he was. He knew you couldn’t go about your evening without checking in on him.

He knew you.

And you wouldn’t just ignore him out of the blue.

“I’ve got to do something.” He whispered to himself. He took out his phone and started calling you over and over again.

But still no answer.

He sat down next to Ethan on the couch, who was slowly drifting to sleep. “Y/n’s probably fine, Chad. Don’t worry.” He mumbled.

But that didn’t stop Chad from worrying. Not even a little bit.

When he called you again, you finally picked up and he let out a sigh of relief. But when the person on the other end of the line started talking, it wasn’t you.

He got up quickly after what he heard and didn’t even bother to grab a coat on this cold evening. He didn’t bother because something had happened to you.

Something bad.

“Y/n Y/l/n?” Chad questioned the woman at the reception, who was rather moody. She looked him up and down, before pointing towards the hall behind her.

“Room 13.” She replied bluntly, chewing her gum obnoxiously loud.

“Thanks.” He answered politely. His heart was racing out of worry.

He regretted not walking you upstairs. Regretted every decision he made that evening. And most specifically not telling you how he felt.

He had planned it all, the moment he was going to finally open up about his feelings for you. But he was too mesmerised by you, he completely forgot all about admitting to you.

He made his way to your room and his face softened when seeing you in the hospital bed. He walked over to you slowly, his heart breaking into a million pieces by seeing you like this.

Your eyes fluttered open when you heard him enter, your head rested on the pillow.

“Chad.” You brought out with difficulty and you tried to shoot him a smile. “Y/n.” He replied walking over to sit down on the chair next to you instantly.

He grabbed your hand and held it tightly, tears threatening to spill. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there, Y/n.”

“It’s not your fault.” You assured him. “No, but it is. The night wasn’t supposed to go this way, but I chickened out and- I’m sorry.” Chad didn’t dare to look you in your eyes, feeling guilty.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion while you listened to his ramble. You wanted to say something, but your mouth couldn’t form any words.

Chad looked up to look you in the eyes, but this time it felt different. His eyes had something else in them than they usually had.

You still looked him in the eyes while he opened and closed his mouth several times. “I- There’s something I’ve wanted to tell you. And the thing is I thought I had more time. Time to actually think this through and make it a perfect moment- ”

“Y/n, I really thought I’d lost you. It terrified me. And regret washed over me, I should’ve been there for you. I should’ve told you what I actually wanted to tell you.” He said, before taking a deep breath and exhaling.

You squeezed his hand assuring him that he could tell you what had been bothering him so much.

“Y/n, I like you. I have liked you since the moment I have laid eyes on you. Hell, I might even love you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and-“ But before he could finish you had pulled him in for a kiss.

His hands made their way to your cheeks and cupped them gently. Your lips moved in sync together as relief washed over the both of you. The contact between your lips was electric and it’s as if the whole world just stopped. Like it was just the two of you.

You pulled away with the biggest smile on your faces. “I like you too, Chad. A lot actually.” You told him, your eyes never leaving his.

“Well, I’m sure I like you more.” He whispered and you playfully rolled your eyes in response.

#chad meeks martin #chad meeks x reader #chad meeks martin x reader #scream vi #fem! reader #gn! reader #scream #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #tara carpenter #sam carpenter

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roseofdarknessblog · 5 months

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Raspberry kisses (Postwar!Levi Ackerman x Reader)

Word count: 3 450

Disclaimer: english is not my first language, I apologize in advance for any mistakes

Summary: After many hardships that came with a new and much different life in the world after the Rumbling, you and Levi finally own a tea shop.

This story can be read on its own or as a part of my little post-war series: Learn to live again

Raspberry kisses

If somebody asked you, when was the last time you had a truly good and restful sleep, you wouldn't know how to answer. You hated how endless most nights seemed. Mostly when you ended up wandering around the little apartment or simply staring at the ceiling. Or even waiting if such a nightmare would wake up Levi as well. He used to have them more often than you, unfortunately.

And tonight wasn't any different. You were asleep when you felt him tossing around, just seconds before he cried out something you couldn't understand. But he did it loud enough to wake you up, sending your body and mind into a panic mode. When you sat up, reaching for the switch from the little lamp on the nightstand, shivers were running down your back, your eyes searching the room for any kind of danger.

„Y/N...“ Levi got out quietly, breathing hard and rubbing his eyes.

„I'm here, it's fine, it's okay. You're okay.“ With a shaking voice, you moved closer to him and grabbed both of his hands, pulling him into a tight hug. You knew Levi since the time you both lived in the Underground, so by now, you knew more than well what you were supposed to do to help him. „Shhh, it was just another nightmare,“ you whispered into his ear, one of your hands rubbing soothing circles across his bare back. His warm skin was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his whole body trembling against yours.

„You okay?“ The weak, worried tone of his voice shattered your heart.

„Of course I am.“ Reassuring him that you were fine was the key. No matter what he dreamed about, he had to make sure there was nothing wrong with you right after he woke up. „Of course, I am okay, love. Nothing from your dream is real. We're both fine and safe. We're home.“ Your fingers slipped into his hair, your lips pressing tiny kisses to his forehead.

„We were back in Shiganshina...“ Levi whispered, his voice cold and still shaky.

„Did you see Erwin?“

„And every single one of them, too. All their faces.“

To this day, you felt horribly guilty that you didn't take part in that mission. You weren't there when the Scouts went back to the town where it all began and tried retaking Wall Maria. Since you suffered very serious injuries during the encounter with the Female Titan, you were still recovering. And nobody wanted or needed a soldier, who wasn't capable of carrying out every order or fighting without restrictions. So Commander Erwin decided that you would stay behind at the HQ in Trost, waiting for their return. Not in your wildest dreams could you imagine, that only a handful of them would come back. Without him, the Commander who gave you and Levi a chance to leave the Underground and start a different life.

So looking back, Annie almost killing you, when her Titan slammed you into a tree saved your life in the long term.

You gently kissed Levi's forehead, encouraging him to take slow deep breaths alongside you. It usually didn't take long for him to calm down. Once he made sure, that you were still alive and right next to him, he snapped back to reality. Since you got married a few months back, he always checked if you had your wedding band on and if your whole relationship wasn't just a part of another dream.

„Sorry for waking you up,“ Levi mumbled quietly, laying back down and pulling you down between the sheets with him. It was obvious that his leg was hurting once again since it took him a while to get comfortable and stop shifting. „Will you be able to fall back asleep?“

„Don't stress about that, it's fine.“ You wrapped your arms tightly around his still slightly trembling body, pressing your lips to his neck. As he was holding you tight against him, you could feel how fast his heart was beating. „Everything is okay. I'm right here.“

The gentle silver moonlight was shining into the room through the parted curtains. It was way past midnight, close to four in the morning. The street, to which your bedroom windows were overlooking, was eerily quiet since everyone was home and asleep. There was still time until the start of a brand new late November day. Each day and each night was slowly but surely getting colder, reminding you how close the winter season was.

„Are you in pain?“ you asked as Levi couldn't stay still. „It's the cold, right?“

„Probably.“

Last autumn and winter were hard for Levi. His injuries were hurting much more when the weather outside got cold. At first, you didn't think that his worsening pains had anything in common with the changing seasons. But after one of his surgeries, a doctor told you, that it's normal for many patients in similar conditions.

„More than a year and a half later and those damn missing fingers still hurt,“ Levi sighed resting his chin on top of your head. „It's not as bad as it used to be, but still... it's annoying.“

„Phantom pain...“ you whispered, pressing your lips to his neck again. „It's supposed to disappear with time. At least that's what they told us, right?“ He nodded, straightening his left leg again gritting his teeth in the process.

„They told us a bunch of useless shit so who knows.“

You chuckled quietly, stroking his side and nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. His bare torso felt so nice and warm underneath you. So soft and still a little unfamiliar, but in the best way possible. The past few months, when you looked at Levi or at yourself, you could see some changes. Not training or living as actively as before, resting way more, and eating much differently than ever before started showing here and there.

Surprisingly, this fact didn't make either one of you angry. Quite the opposite. It felt... strangely therapeutic. Your mind took it as a reassurance from your body that you were finally safe. It was perfectly okay to lay around when you felt like it or eat as much as your heart desired. Putting on some weight was an incredible feeling since both you and Levi knew how it felt like to almost starve to death.

„We'll probably have a long day. Fridays are always busy,“ you said after a moment of silence, your eyes slowly closing again.

„Gabi and Falco are coming to help us out, they don't have school for some reason.“

„Really? That's lovely, I always miss them.“ Those two loved coming here to visit you and Levi. Falco was still trying and failing in chess against your husband, who loved kicking the boy's ass every single time. But Falco's determination to win was simply adorable.

For the past five months, you and Levi put all your time and energy into the tea shop he always dreamed about. Opening it wasn't easy, mainly because Levi didn't think it was a good idea with all of his disabilities. He didn't trust himself enough to run his own business.

However, he wasn't alone – he had you, his loving wife and his biggest supporter. And together, you were taking care of the small shop, which helped with your healing even more than you hoped it would. Having something, that was solely your responsibility felt amazing. Sometimes stressful, but rewarding at the same time.

Coming home every evening and feeling tired because of work felt strangely liberating. Running the tea shop truly made you feel that you had a firm grasp of your life and future. After years of feeling uncertain if you'll live another day or week, having this kind of security and calmness felt like a true gift.

„These are the last ones,“ Falco said, handing you a couple more little card boxes you were stocking up in the back of the little kitchen. Since you were selling different kinds of cookies and pastry as well, they were perfect for packing up all the orders for your customers.

You smiled over your shoulder at the boy. „Thank you so much.“

While Gabi loved helping serve the customers or simply chatting with Levi when there was no work, Falco loved spending time in the back with you. Helping you complete orders or even with some baking for the shop. Your cooking and baking skills were never the best, but since Onyankopon decided to teach you many of his favorite recipes, you were very slowly getting better and better.

Not long ago you tried to offer some of your bakings to the customers and to your surprise, they loved it. A whole tray of lemon cookies sold out in a couple of hours. So since then, you tried experimenting more and more, relying a little less on the bakery that supplied you with other delicious treats.

„What's the matter, Falco? You seem distracted. Did something happen with Gabi?“

He shook his head, leaning against the counter. „I miss Colt a lot these days. Like... I miss him all the time but lately, it's more...“

„I get it,“ you said, seeing how he struggled with finding the right words. „I'm sure he's happy that you have such a calm and safe life now. And that you and Gabi are sticking together.“

Colt Grice, Falco's older brother, was a complete stranger to you. The two of you never even met, but you knew so much about him thanks to Falco. He made sure to tell you everything about his brother, who tragically died when Falco was turned into a Titan for the very first time. Just a moment before he ate Porco Galliard and became the new Jaw Titan. You didn't know that man either, but once again, Falco made sure to tell you a lot of things about him. And in a way, your heart was breaking for all of them – all the former Marleyan Warriors, who once wanted you dead. Under different circumstances, you all could have been friends.

„Will it really get easier after more time?“ he asked, looking at you curiously with his hazel eyes. He sounded truly troubled over his own thoughts.

With a sigh, you came closer to him and leaned against the counter right next to him. You hugged him around the shoulders and pulled him closer. „Everybody says it does, so I guess we just have to wait and see for ourselves. I don't want to lie to you, so I'm not going to sugarcoat it. You're not a little kid anymore.“

„I wish I was.“

„I bet you do.“

It surprised you when he leaned against you for a few moments. Both Falco and Gabi became very close to you and Levi. In a way, they reminded you of the 104th kids when you first got to meet them all those years before, after they joined the Survey Corps. And remembering how both of them fought in the final battle alongside you still made you a little emotional. They came a long way and learned a lot. In a very harsh way but... life back then was all about suffering and pain.

„Guess I'll go...“ Falco said quietly in a sad tone, looking into the ground.

„No, no! Wait a second!“ you blurted out and pulled Falco into a tight hug, stroking his hair and kissing the top of his head. „It's okay to feel like this. You lost your brother, friends, your homeland... it's normal to be sad and confused even after a year and a half. We're all adjusting. What we saw and did was horrible and nobody has the right to blame us, that we sometimes still feel sad and have the need to grieve what we lost.“

He nodded a few times, not saying anything in return. He truly was a great and wise kid. You didn't have to worry about him, he would get through all of this and live a happy life. That much was certain.

„You can talk to me or Levi anytime you want, okay?“ Falco nodded again and gave you a little smile. „Now, let's see what those two are up to.“ With a smile, you ruffled his hair and both of you left the kitchen in the back of the tea shop.

When you walked into the main area of the shop, you found Gabi sitting behind the cash register, eating the last chocolate cupcake you had available. But since it was almost closing time anyway, it was fine. They both loved finishing any pastry that was left at the end of the day, it was probably their favorite part of the day spent here.

„Where's Levi?“ you asked her, seeing his wheelchair empty and left behind the counter.

„Outside, talking to some kids,“ Gabi said with her mouth full, a tiny bit of chocolate frosting on the tip of her nose.

„Careful, you'll get the frosting all over your face,“ you chuckled and looked over at Falco, who went to pick up one of the last raspberry cookies, which you baked this morning. Until now, you've only done them at home for you and Levi, so today was their big premiere in the shop. Seeing them almost all gone made you more than happy.

„I'll go check on him, can you stay here?“ you asked those two and headed for the door.

Today was another good day. Many people came to have tea and something sweet right here, or just buy something and take it back home to enjoy later. It really didn't matter. The most important thing was, that they kept coming back. You were earning a good amount of money for your household, but it was also possible to put some money aside.

But the most important thing was, that doing this job and having this place was helping both Levi and you heal in many different ways. You loved seeing him interact with the customers. And even more, you loved seeing how lovely and respectfully they acted towards your husband. Many people loved coming back to have a conversation with him... and Levi didn't mind one bit. Quite the opposite. You could see that it truly made him happy and satisfied with how life turned out.

After so much pain and suffering, he was getting content and comfortable with what the two of you had now.

When you made your way over to the front door, you saw Levi sitting on the bench right outside, talking to a pair of siblings you knew very well. The toy store next to your tea shop belonged to their parents, so the ten-year-old twins used to come over pretty often. Both of them loved talking to Levi and having a cup of their favorite raspberry mint tea, which Levi mixed together, especially for them.

You watched them for a little while until the kid's mom closed the toy store and they all headed home. Both of the boys stopped just before turning the corner, and they waved to Levi one last time. He waved back with his right hand, giving the kids a small smirk.

„They loved your new cookies,“ Levi said even before looking at you.

„I'm not that surprised, they love anything with raspberry flavor,“ you chuckled and came to sit down next to him. „Are you okay? It was a pretty busy day.“ One of your hands came to rest on his right knee, squeezing it lovingly.

„Yeah, I'm fine. Needed to walk around a little, my lower back was hurting from all that damned sitting.“

You nodded understandingly. „Just don't be here for too long, it's cold. I don't want you to get sick.“ Leaning closer, you kissed his cheek, resting your head against his.

„Tch, I don't get sick that easy, you should know that,“ he teased you, wrapping one of his arms around you tightly. „What are those two doing inside?“

„Finishing up the sweets.“

„Are they staying for dinner as well?“

„Yeah,“ you nodded, kissing his cheek one more time before standing up. It was way too cold to be sitting outside. „I'll walk them to the train station after dinner, you can stay home and rest.“

„The hell? And let you wander the streets alone in the dark?“

„I can take care of myself,“ you reminded him but knew it was a lost case. He would never let you go to the train station and back alone. Not when it got already dark outside. „Okay, we'll walk them there together. Gabi's father is going to wait for them back home.“

Levi nodded and pushed himself to his feet as well. You reached out your hand towards him, but he didn't take it. So while he slowly limped back to the shop, you stayed close in case he would need to lean against you for support. With gritted teeth, he walked back inside and with a pained expression sat back into his wheelchair. It was very noticeable just how exhausted this short walk made him. But you were glad that he was trying to stay as active as possible.

The sun outside was setting, casting dark shadows over the shop's interior – the little round tables with wooden chairs, pictures on the wall, the counter with the cash register, or the shelves behind it with many kinds of tea. The place always seemed cozy and welcoming, during any time of the day.

„Okay, let's clean up and go home. We'll cook something delicious for dinner. What would you like?“ you asked Gabi and Falco with a smile. Every time they came to visit, you cooked one of their favorite foods. It was a little act of kindness you loved doing for them.

While the two of them were debating on what should be for dinner, Levi reached for your hand and pulled you towards him, making you sit down on his lap. His arms wrapped around your waist tightly, his head resting against your shoulder.

„What is it?“ you asked, running your fingers through his hair.

Levi shook his head and closed his eyes, gently stroking your side. The content and relaxed expression on his lovely face almost melted your heart. There was nothing better than seeing him like this and knowing just how big of a progress he made since the Rumbling.

„I love you so much,“ you whispered, kissing the top of his head. Gabi and Falco were still talking, not minding what the two of you were doing. „And... I just love all of this. Everything we have now and how we live. I guess we finally found what we were looking for.“

„I think we found even more,“ Levi said in a quiet tone, his body relaxing against yours, while his arms stayed tightly around your waist, keeping you close. „Thank you, Y/N. For everything.“

It was during moments like this one when you hoped that your fallen friends and comrades were watching. And hopefully smiling at the life the two of you built together. Because looking back to old times, this was what all of them fought so hard for – a quiet and peaceful life. A life that didn't need to be lived in a constant state of hypervigilance. The kind you and Levi now got the chance to wake up to every single morning.

All the fighting was done and all the pain was slowly but surely fading away. Every single day was a little brighter and easier. Your hearts hurt a little less with each passing week. After almost two decades of fighting for humanity, you could enjoy the sweetest reward.

Together.

As you looked over at Falco, you found him and Gabi happily grinning at the two of you. Before you said anything, the boy handed you a raspberry cookie while he and Gabi shared the last one.

„I'm happy they were such a hit,“ you chuckled and broke the cookie in half, giving one of them to your husband.

With a smirk, Levi kissed your cheek and ate his half of the cookie in one bite. Before you knew it, he took your half as well and popped it in his mouth, not giving you a single second to intervene. You playfully furrowed your brows, holding his face gently and kissing him right before the kids. Only because he hated it so much and wanted to pull away immediately, mumbling something about how childishly you were acting.

„Guess you liked my cookies the best,“ you chuckled and gave him one more sweet kiss, discretely licking the raspberry flavor from his lips.

#levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x female reader #aot x reader #aot x you #attack on titan #snk #falco grice #gabi braun #shingeki no kyojin

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pantherxrogers · 6 months

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Missing You - Luca x Reader SMUT (18+ ONLY)

Content warnings: smut filled blurb, mutual masturbation, male POV, explicit language, a little degradation, dirty talk, phone sex, a sliver of angst

Summary: Luca gets a phone call from the Reader (established relationship). She's in Chicago visiting family, while he's back in Copenhagen. She's also very horny. Luckily he is too! 🤭

Author's note: I miss you all so much 🥹 I'm doing well and hope you are too! Here's a tiny blurb for you guys to read if you please. I was super out of my comfort zone on this one because: a. I haven't written anything in forever b. I never write from a male POV. Let me know what y'all think! ❤️

"Hi."

Luca's heart skips a beat when your breathy whisper cuts through the silence. He cradles the phone closer to his face, happy to hear from you at any hour.

"Hi love, you okay?" His head is swimming a little bit, coming out of a deep sleep. He cracks his eyes open, peeking over at the alarm clock on his nightstand. Bright red digits tell him that it's 2 am here.

"Yeah, 'm okay. Just missing you is all."

The sadness in your voice makes his chest ache. You've only been away for a week now, visiting family back in Chicago. Normally, Luca would be with you, but he couldn't take the time off of work.

"Miss you too, love. So much," he answers earnestly, glancing over at the empty side of your bed. A small groan slips from his throat, carrying through the phone's speaker. He hears you shuffle on the other end.

"Wish I was next to you," you whine out, causing Luca to stir in his boxers. He secretly likes when you're feeling bratty. When you're just horny enough to beg him a little bit. He'll always give into you regardless.

He has a picture in his head. You, squirming in the middle of the hotel bed, wearing an oversized t-shirt of his. Rubbing your cute little thighs together, trying to combat the growing wetness that he knows is there. His cock hardens at the thought.

"Wish you were next to me, too, baby. Tell me what you're doing."

"Lucaaaa." Embarrassment evident in your tone.

"Don't you want me to help you cum, baby?" He teases, knowing the answer already.

"Yes, please." Just a faint whisper.

"Then go ahead, angel. Tell me." Putting his phone on speaker, Luca sits up in your shared bed, leaning back against the headboard. He shuffles a little bit, exposing his bare chest to the cool air, letting the sheet fall around his hips.

"I'm-, I'm touching myself." He chuckles at the way you're still whispering through the phone.

Trailing a hand down his chest, he imagines your softer ones instead, making their way towards the growing tent in his boxers.

"Yeah, I thought so, angel," he answers, moving the sheet out of the way to rub a firm hand over his covered bulge.

The friction of his underwear makes him moan out, and he hears you squeak in response. Needing more stimulation, he rolls down the band of his boxers, hissing when the cool air meets his hard cock.

"Fuckkkkk"

"Are- are you touching yourself too?"

"Shit-, yes, baby. Can't help myself," he answers, before spitting into the palm of his hand.

Wrapping a rough hand around his cock, he starts at the base, giving himself a firm squeeze. Precum bubbles from the tip, a small amount leaking onto his hand. The slick from his own spit makes it easy to glide up and down, imagining your tight pussy milking his cock.

"Oh shit," he hears you whimper through the phone. He can tell you're getting close, the knowledge pushing him closer to the edge, too.

"Are you rubbing your little clit for me, baby?" He mocks, picturing your plush body on that hotel bed. He imagines he's there with you, pounding into you, kissing every inch of your body, showering you with affection.

"Yes, fuck-, I am," he hears your muffled voice through the phone.

"Such a dirty girl. Waking me up just to make you come," he groans, "Shoving your hand in your panties the second you get back in your hotel room, hmm?"

"'M sorry," you whimper back, both of you knowing you don't regret it at all.

"It's okay, baby. That's what I'm here for."

Luca's full on jerking himself off now, too turned on to drag this out any further. He imagines your body on top of him, full breasts in his face, pussy gripping him like a vice. He only pauses to spit into his palm again, imagining the way you leak all over him. He teases his tip with his thumb, just like you would do.

"Fuck, 'm close, baby," he groans out, a steady stream of precum oozes from his red tip. His hips buck uncontrollably, head lolling back against the headboard.

He hears your steady stream of moans on the other end, signaling your climax. A string of profanities slips through his lips, unable to hold back anymore. He feels like the orgasm will never end, white spurts shooting from his cock, making a mess of himself.

He slowly lets go off his cock, reaching over to grab some tissues from the nightstand. He chuckles to himself, feeling like a hormonal teenager again.

He hears your answering giggle, imagining the shy smile that he knows is on your face right now. His heart aches again, wishing he could be with you right now.

"Thanks for calling, love," he teases, but you both know how much he means it.

"Anytime," you respond.

"Can't wait for you to come home," he confesses, the reality of the situation weighing on him once again.

"Can't wait to come home to you," your soft voice replies, making him smile to himself.

"Gonna fuck you into the mattress when you get back." Your loud gasp sends him reeling, tears leaking from his eyes out of laughter. The way you giggle back makes his heart melt.

But you both know he means it.

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mannaima · 1 year

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ok, this is probably WAY too much, but imagine a dark stepdad joel having his way with reader while her mother (his wife) is passed out from drinking next to you both. and he dirty talks her: "aren't you such a naughty little girl. getting fucked like a rag doll while her mama is right next to you. and by her husband, too."

hehhehehehehe. this makes me. tingles.

pre-outbreak! stepdad! joel x fem reader

tw noncon, stepcest, general dirty things..

Joel and your mom liked to go out Friday nights, and you no issue with this, only if they left you alone. You were a good child, a college student living at home, rarely going out let alone going to parties, and you were quiet. Joel had been in your life for little over a year and you just didn't know how to feel about him.

He was a hardworking man, working constantly and coming over any chance he got in order to visit your mom. He said hi to you every time, but your little conversations consisted of him asking about school and you giving plain responses. He wasn't a bad man for your mother, not by a long shot, but there was always something about him that kept you from getting to close to him. Maybe it was the way his gaze always lingered on you while you did the dishes, or how he rubbed your shoulders while you worked on your essays.

You heard the door open, and to your annoyance, you heard your mom's slurred laughter and stumbling. She was drunk, not surprising, but it was a headache and a half dealing with her hangovers every Saturday morning. You walked downstairs, not being able to sleep, and you glanced at the clock which showed it was almost 2 am.

"Is she ok?" You noticed your mom was on the couch now, dead asleep, how had she fallen asleep so quickly?

"S'passed out. Lord knows she loves her martinis." Joel chuckled, but you just gave him a stare and nodded, ready to turn around and head upstairs. That was before he stopped you, and his hand was on your shoulder.

"Lets watch a movie. C'mon." He dragged you to the couch, you could smell the whiskey on his breath, but he seemed only tipsy. You winced as he sat himself next to you, much closer than you wanted him to be. Choosing a dumb action movie, you sunk in the couch, mind lingering on why he wanted to be with you right now.

"You're such a good girl, you know that? I mean I barely see you without a book in your nose, and you never wanna go out." Joel's hand snaked around your thigh while he talk to you, his other arm slinging around you. You nervously chuckled, not knowing how to respond to that.

"You're so beautiful too." You kept your eyes on the screen, too uncomfortable with the whole situation to move your body.

"Thanks." Joel was growing annoyed, too quiet for his liking.

"Got a sexy fuckin' body too."

Your blood chilled at this, brain scrambling to make sense of his words. Was he too drunk? No, his words were clear and his body language wasn't anything like how he was when he was drunk.

But actions speak louder than words.

Joel turned your head to face him, and his lips smashed in yours, his tongue sloppily slipping into your mouth. Eyes wide, staring into his shut eyelids, you tried to push him off of you. But his face and body just pushed closer into you, your fighting becoming useless. His beard tickling your face as his tongue swirled around your mouth. His hand gripped your wrist and pulled it down to his crotch, making you feel his hardened cock. You whimpered at this, trying your best to get your hand back, but his grip was firm. Joel pulled away, staring into your watery eyes.

He moved himself over you, and unbuttoned his pants with one hand, the other pushing you back into the couch. You begged him to stop, trying to convince him that you didn't want this, but your cries fell on death ears as his cock was now out. You didn't want to look, but your eyes naturally fell down to see it throbbing with need, and it just terrified you even more. Joel roughly pulled down your sleeping shorts, barely letting them go past your knees and pushing your legs up over your head.

"Pretty fuckin' pussy." He spat down, the spit falling on your pussy, making it twitch at the warm sensation. He spread it around using his tip, and unceremoniously pushed his cock in. You screamed at the feeling, not prepared at all, your dry walls closing around his fat cock. You banged on his chest, begging him to stop, but Joel just pushed further.

"P-please. It hurts." Joel finally filled you with one last thrust and began to pull out once again, intentions set on fucking you as hard as he possibly could. It was agony, the way he began to increase his pace, your face was flushed and cheeks wet with the waterfall of tears you produced. You just looked at him with the saddest eyes you could produced, but all he saw was an angel. You almost forgot that no more than a few feet from you was your passed out mother.

"Look at you, taking my cock so well. Such a naughty little slut, being fucked like a little cock sleeve right next to your mama, by her boyfriend no less." You cried and shut your eyes, but Joel bent down, his hips still pushing into your own. He kissed your eyelids, small whispers of how naughty you were, and how he still loved you, even if you were a slut.

#joel miller x reader #joel miller the last of us #dark!joel miller x reader #dark!joel miller #tw noncon #stepdad! joel miller #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x you #dark! joel miller x reader #tw stepcest

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mlm-writer · 10 months

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The Sorcerer Supreme, the Devil and Six Men (M!Reader x Multi)

Pairing: Cis!M!Bottom!Reader x Ray Palmer (LoT), Dick Grayson (my version), Peter Parker (TASM), Skurge (MCU), James T. Kirk (AOS), Lucifer (Lucifer) & Chris Smith (Peacemaker) Rating: Explicit Words: 2066 POV: Second Summary: Uhhh gangbang to save the multiverse and reader is Sorcerer Supreme of his universe. Note: Something I kept from last kinktober to really sit down for it. Tags: Multiverse gangbang, creampie, cum swallowing, light cumplay, blowjobs, double penetration, spitroasting, anal fingering, handjobs and some grinding.

Even if you would explain how you got yourself into this situation, you doubted anyone would believe you. You clenched your hands in the silken sheets below you, when Lucifer added a third finger to your hole. He stilled them inside you and ran a hand down your bare back. “Relax, my darling, I need to have you properly prepared for when our guests arrive.” You huffed and folded your arms in front of you so you could rest your forehead on them.

“If you ask me, it’s pretty pathetic that the devil himself cannot give me enough sexual energy to save the multiverse,” you quipped, before shifting a little. Your cock was leaking all over the pillow Lucifer put under your hips. Lucifer chuckled and curled his fingers inside you. “Hey! No cheating!” You cried out as he rubbed that spot he had gotten to know all too well. You never should’ve started a situationship with the devil, but frankly being the sorcerer supreme from a universe where jackshit happened could be very boring.

Just as Lucifer was about to make another smartass comment, a portal opened in front of you. You wanted to cover yourself, but Lucifer was ahead of you, draping a thin blanket over you below the waist, before sitting up on the bed. First to come through was Skurge, donned in his full armour. “Behold! The Sausage Party!” He announced, before extending his arm. Coming through were four familiar faces and one boy-scout looking man. His whole body language screamed ‘I am highly uncomfortable.’

“So which one of you do we need to stuff full of cum?” You lifted your head and snickered at the blunt question. Even though this Chris Smith was not from your universe, he had the exact same mannerisms and almost the same funny outfit as the one you knew in high school. Here was to hoping he could fuck like the Chris you knew as well.

The other guys looked embarrassed at the question, with one of them even slapping Chris' arm. Even with his mask on, you recognised the face of the one who got away anywhere. You had always wished Dick Grayson and you had lasted, but the situation back then did not allow for it. Lucifer probably knew that, hence why his alter was standing before you now, clad in a tight suit that left little to the imagination, as he reprimanded Chris for his bluntness. If he was anything like your Chris, that slap did nothing to correct his behaviour.

“As far as the gentleman explained, you should know everyone but me,” the boy-scout looking man said as he walked closer. His face was flushed, eyes avoiding yours. You took the hand he offered and shook it. “Ray Palmer,” he introduced himself. You studied his face, noting the pale skin that turned red so easily, the dreamy brown eyes and pullable-looking chestnut hair.

He tried to take his hand back, but you held onto it. “And why are you here mister Palmer?” You questioned, fingers rubbing over his skin. From this close you could see his cute features in more detail. He looked around nervously and then muttered something under his breath. “When you’re in the presence of the Sorcerer Supreme, you should really speak up,” you teased him.

“Yessir, I’m sorry uh…” You took mercy on him and let go of his hand. He straightened his back and looked around the room again. The portal he had come through was no more; he had nowhere to go. “You see it started with…”

“He is the cause of all this, now let’s move on, before the multiverse is literally torn apart, shall we?” Lucifer interrupted.

“Let’s commence!” Skurge shouted. Somehow he managed to get all his armour off without you noticing him undressing, his heavy cock hanging between his legs and swinging with each step he took towards you. Ray took a step aside, face red like a tomato. You reached out for Skurge’s thick cock and guided it towards your mouth. You looked over at Ray as you sloppily started licking and sucking on Skurge’s tip. When your eyes met, you gave the pale man a flirty wink.

Skurge was very vocal, praising you for your skill with comical lines that made sucking him off harder. You then felt warm hands at the edge of the blanket that was pooling at your waist. You looked over your shoulder right into bright blue eyes and a dashing smile. Oh you and James T. Kirk had your adventures in college. “May I?” He whispered, leaning close to tease your lips with his. The brief brush was enough to make you want him all over again.

You let out a soft sigh before turning your head back around to suck Skurge off. “Do whatever you want to me, Jimmy boy,” you spoke breathlessly, before trying to take more than just the tip in your mouth. You heard Lucifer offer Jim some lube, after he had slowly dragged the fabric off your body. Jim put his cock between your cheeks, rubbing his slick cock between them and over your hole.

You lifted your head off Skurge’s cock. You kept jerking him off as you turned your head to the side. You saw Dick Grayson on his knees, suit open a little so he could stroke his thick cock, while sucking off Peter Parker. “Hey Grayson! If you want to save the multiverse, his cum should be mine,” you scolded him.

Dick chuckled, even when Chris shoved his cock in his face to get a turn too. “Just warming them up for you, sweetheart, don’t fret,” the man replied, before trying to deepthroat Chris’ huge meat. You rolled your eyes and went back to trying to do the same to Skurge. He stretched your throat, while Jim teased your hole. You heard Lucifer giving that Ray Palmer a warm-up, but Skurge was grabbing your head and using it like a fleshlight, so you could not watch. He held you down, cumming deep down your throat. You swallowed it all.

You gasped when Skurge pulled out. You only got two breaths in, before Jim pushed deep inside you. You moaned, the sound growing louder when Chris grabbed your hair and tilted your head back. You stuck your tongue out as Chris stroked his cock right above you. Dick must have warmed him up good, because Jim did not even get to speed up, before Chris was spilling his load directly onto your waiting tongue. “Don’t swallow yet,” Dick told you as he shoved Chris to the side. A few seconds later, Dick’s load joined Chris’ in your mouth. Before you could swallow it, Peter was stroking himself in front of your face too. His hair was dishevelled and he looked down at you with reverence.

You struggled with breathing as your mouth was full of cum and your ass full of Jim’s dick. You almost choked on the cum, when you felt a finger join Jim’s cock in your ass. “Lucifer, please, it’s tight enough,” Jim groaned as he continued fucking you at a leisurely pace. He was no longer being slow for your comfort, but he also wasn’t pounding you yet.

“Get used to it, captain. Doctor Palmer would love to join you,” Lucifer mused. You whined, not sure if you dreaded having two cock in your ass or if you needed it on a spiritual level. Dick put his hand over your mouth, before telling you to swallow. It was hard with the way your body rocked and how aware you were of the cocks that just shot their load in your mouth but were still rock hard.

Once your mouth was empty, Dick bent down and kissed you. You moaned into his mouth as Jim's cock and Lucifer's fingers were stretching out your ass. When Dick pulled away, you protested, but then a hand rested on your throat. "Just say stop if you want me to," Dick whispered in that soft, husky tone that made your cock weep. His fingers found their place and he pressed down, limiting the blood your brain was getting.

Things got a little blurry from there. You tumbled into subspace, everything hazy and pleasurable and amazing. As if you were under a spell, your body relaxed and before you knew it, you were on your back, lying on top of Jim, while Ray's cute face hovered above you, both their cock stretching your ass open. Dick was beside you, hand on your throat and stroking Skurge with his free hand. Hands were all over you, one of them belonging to the devil scooping your cum off your stomach and massaging it into the flushed skin of your cock.

Ray did not last long. Your hole was too tight for two cocks and when Lucifer used your cum to stick a finger inside him, it was over for the boy-scout. Through the haze of pleasure, you heard him shout. You mewled as Chris was being especially rough with your nipples, pulling and pinching. After Ray pulled out - spent - Lucifer joined Jim inside you.

You gasped at the stretch, not knowing whose cock entered your mouth as soon as it was wide open. It didn’t matter. Your ass was stretched to the limit. Your throat was full of cock as well and you still felt the gentle pressure right below your jaw. You didn’t stand a chance against another orgasm coming over you like a wave crashing on the shore. To make matters worse, a pair of lips wrapped themselves around the tip of your cock, sucking the cum out of you and not letting go until you were crying from overstimulation.

The cock in your throat spilled more cum inside you, before pulling out. You then saw it was Peter all along. You wouldn’t have guessed by how innocent he looked right after violating your oesophagus. You could not dwell on that thought. Dick came into your line of vision and his hand moved from your throat to your cheeks, forcing your mouth open. He spit your cum onto your tongue, then commanded you to swallow it.

You were no longer capable of thought, swallowing any cum that landed in your mouth, even Jim’s, who bred your hole and right after put you in Lucifer’s lap so he could fuck your throat, giving you a good taste of your own ass and the mixture of cum that was in there right now. You lost track of who was releasing their load when and how often in which hole; it didn’t matter.

By the time the men were spent, your cock was limp and incapable of getting hard again for a long time. The haze of pleasure slowly cleared from your brain as Skurge forcibly removed Chris from the premises and back into his own universe. You scrunched your face, then looked up at who was holding you like a baby. Bright blue eyes and a gentle smile looked down at you. You smiled back and leaned your head against Jim’s shoulder. “How do you feel?” Jim almost whispered. You looked around, noticing how almost everyone looked like they ran a marathon naked. Dick gave you a dopey smile from where he sat on the floor sipping on a bottle of water. Ray was the only one wearing underwear, which you noticed when he came up to you to offer you a bottle as well. You thanked him and took it. You moved off Jim and sat up, so you would not spill it everywhere.

When the exhaustion settled, Lucifer approached you in full suit with an outstretched hand. “Shall we?” He offered with his signature smile. You handed Jim the bottle and gave a nod. You stood up, feeling cum dripping down your legs, but also the energy you have been given coursing through your chakras.

“Let’s end this,” you spoke with determination, before you took the devil’s hand. A portal opened in front of you. A skimpy outfit that barely covered you up and definitely did not hide the cum stains drying on your body materialised on you. One last deep breath and Lucifer led you through the portal to your destiny. Let’s see what the sexual energy of the sorcerer supreme, the devil and six men could do.

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obsolescent · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 5

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x Reader

Prompt: Familiar scent

Author’s Note: Is this inspired partly by the fact that I got Leon’s perfume the other day? Perhaps, but I am big on smell in my own life and love smelling things, especially if it’s something dear to me so I was eager to do this prompt all around hehe. Also so sorry I am lagging on these, but I hope you enjoy!

Content Warnings: No gendered language for reader, trans!Leon, masturbation, oral sex, domestic bliss.

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“Honey?” Leon calls out, entering the house and shutting the door behind him. When the only reply he receives is his voice echoing back to him in the empty home, he frowns. Hoping to have surprised you, he expected you to be home around this time. It was 6:45 in the evening, past the time you left work for the day. He let out a disappointed sigh, removing his dirtied boots before trudging to the bathroom to remove the rest of his ruined clothing.

He had just gotten back from another arduous mission, the ones that always make him want to hold you closer and never let you leave the house again. Knowing that it’s just not feasible to ask of you or even consider, he shakes his head at those thoughts, not wanting to lose himself in that type of thinking. He lets out a groan as he bends down to remove his socks, before moving to turn the shower on.

He rushes through, scrubbing the grime off of his body to the best of his ability at the moment, having sustained some serious bruising on his side, it would be a challenge for a regular person to even stand after the things Leon went through, thankfully it just limits some of his mobility for the time being. Turning the faucet off and stepping out, he quickly towels off before heading to your bedroom, not bothering to put on any clothing, sleep–and you–the only thing occupying his mind currently.

He collapses onto the bed, rolling to your side, crawling into the sheets and burying his face into your pillow. He inhales deeply, your scent relaxing him further, yet he remains annoyingly awake. He groans, grabbing your pillow and bringing it into his embrace, he lays on his back while staring at the ceiling. Continuing to take in your smell, his clit begins to stiffen.

‘Oh. That’s why’. He thinks to himself, feeling himself beginning to throb. He reaches down, hand grasping himself and beginning to rub in tight circles. He whimpers, pulling your pillow towards his face, increasing his speed. Imagining it’s you who’s touching him, he spreads his legs wider, reaching further to delve inside. Fingers crooking, palm hitting his throbbing clit, he’s nearing the end while stuttering out your name.

“This is a very pleasant surprise,” your voice cutting through the pleasure, he gasps and his eyes fly open. Startled, he closes his legs and sits up, watching you come further into the bedroom. “Aw, missed me so much, huh?” You teased, beginning to rid yourself of your clothing as you walked closer to the bed. He nods, reaching his hands out for you for which you happily obliged, crawling onto the bed and into his embrace.

“Missed you so much,” you whisper into his ear, pulling back and kissing him deeper. Leon moans, clutching onto your upper arms as you ease him to lay back down. “Let me take care of you, pretty boy.” He makes a noise in the back of his throat at the pet name, burying his nose into your neck and taking you in. You’re here now, that’s all he could ask for.

You pull away from him and pepper kisses down his body, kissing over new abrasions and bruises, softly rubbing his aching muscles and you descend further. His muscles begin to loosen up, pleasure coursing through his being. All at once, you grab the back of his thighs and push them up, diving in to lick from his hole to his clit, sucking it in your mouth.

A moan tears through him, back arching. “F-fuck, feels so good, baby, love you so much, missed you so much,” he babbles, his hand reaching down to grab at your head, pulling you closer to his core. You breathe him in, his natural scent mixed with the soap from his recent shower has you groaning yourself.

Dropping one of his thighs to slide two fingers into him, quickly picking up the rhythm he likes as well as hitting the spot you know drives him mad, Leon’s eyes roll back into his head as his thighs begin trembling. “M’so close, don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstop,” words almost incomprehensible from how fast he’s rambling, hips rocking up into your face, he cums with a cry of your name. His clit rhythmically jumps in your mouth, walls clenching tightly against your fingers, he’s seeing heaven.

Keeping your ministrations going until he pats your head, you pull away, climbing up his body and pulling him into you. Leon cups your face and pulls you into a sleepy, yet passionate lip lock. With your own hand tracing his sharp jawline, you whisper, “Welcome home, my beloved.”

Tags: @roseglazedlens, @neondogs, @caramlizedtomatoes, @cheezbites, @dwkfan, @httpsuguru, @scar-crossedlvrs, @xxacademy (Sorry I forgot them when I first posted this, oops)

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thewritingbeforesunrise · 6 months

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Share Our Skin (part 3.2)

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

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This is a smut twin fic (not twincest). If it's not something you like, please scroll.

A/N: This is the last and long-awaited part of the wonderful request from the lovely @twistedmelodies. Her request was based on the picture of the twins in the Age of Machine music video that you can see in this collage. Thank you so much, Hannah. Your patience, kindness and support were absolutely unmatched.

I really hope you like this one. I had to divide it because Tumblr was giving me problems. This is the final part and it's absolutely filthy.

Share Our Skin (part 1)

Share Our Skin (part 2)

Share Our Skin (part 3.1)

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Word count: 16+K (I am so sorry. I promise it's worthy)

Pairing: Josh x female!reader x Jake

Warnings: NSFW 18+ONLY, MINORS ABSOLUTELY DNI,sexual tension, graphic sexual content, language, fingering (f!receiving), oral (f! and m! receiving), unprotected sex, degradation, praise, spanking, choking, restraints, blindfolds, a little bit of food play and temperature play, anal play, unprotected anal sex, threesome, double penetration, dom/sub dynamic.

Summary: In the end, your lies inevitably catch up on you.

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It was a calm friday afternoon, you had just gotten home from work when your phone buzzed.

You took it out of your purse and the screen lit up with a text.

It was from Josh.

Hey, love! How was work? I was thinking… since the cinema is closed tonight, would you like to come over? I really miss you"

As you read it, you imagined his sweet impatient voice in your mind and felt a nice warmth spread in your stomach.

Work was ok. I'd love to. What time?

He replied within seconds.

How does 7:30 sounds?

Perfect!

Unfortunately I cannot come pick you up. My car is in the shop.

Don't worry, I'm taking an Uber. See you at 7:30.XX

See you soon, baby!

The Uber left you in the driveway and you walked towards the front of the house.

Josh was already outside, waiting for you.

He enveloped you in a big hug. He smelled wonderfully, as always, of vanilla and a hint of coffee.

As the comforting heat of his skin warmed yours, you felt extremely grateful for having him there with you, melting away all the worries and fatigue accumulated during your day at work.

But then, like a brick thrown from a skyscraper, it hit you.

He had been nothing but sweet to you, a true friend before being also a lover, one whom you could tell anything and who you could trust with your life.

And yet there you were, betraying him like he meant nothing at all.

Your smile quickly faded from your face, and he noticed. Of course he did.

"Hey, love," he said, lifting your chin gently, "What's wrong?"

You were quick to answer.

"Nothing, I'm just really tired" you lied to him.

He observed you as if he knew you weren't telling him the truth but didn't push you further.

Then suddenly, as you felt your heart slip away little by little from Jake’s grasp, your wicked mind started conjuring up lewd images of your sneaky trysts with him.

Images of his hands around your neck, tugging at your hair, covering your mouth to keep you quiet as his hips pounded relentlessly against yours in a storage closet next to the restrooms in the bar.

Images of his body, sweaty and perfect as he played, completely dressed, on stage morphing into images of that same body moving in the same way in that damned mirror the first night he had you, not even two hours after meeting your eyes from across the room.

Josh’s sweet giggle and his hand waving gently in front of your eyes brought you out of your head abruptly and you involuntarily blushed.

"Hey, what's wrong, you know you can tell me anything, right?" He said, cradling your face in his warm hands.

You assured him that you were ok and followed him inside.

You decided to order dinner and, as you waited, you settled on his couch, making small talk about your day.

Soon, the doorbell rang and he stood to go grab the food.

He came back and settled the bags on the little coffee table in front of you, then turned on the TV and you started eating, with an old film in the background, as always.

When you both finished, you helped him clear the table and brought everything back to the kitchen.

You followed him back to the living room and settled on the sofa with him, your thighs touching and making butterflies flutter their wings in your stomach.

"I missed you" he whispered against your neck as he leant forward.

He traced a line up your neck with the tip of his nose and then his lips started sucking a faint mark right below your ear and you whimpered as his teeth slowly nipped at your skin.

"I missed you too, you can't even imagine how much" you whispered back bringing your hand up to caress his hair.

But before you could reach him, he unespectedly parted from you.

Something was on his mind.

"Oh, I was about to forget. This morning I was in town and I passed by a new ice-cream parlor. I was told by many people that they make an amazing ice-cream and decided to buy some and eat it with you tonight" he said, stroking your thigh with a gentle hand.

Your eyes lit up at the word ice-cream, and he chuckled.

He knew you had a sweet tooth and decided to use this notion to his advantage.

You couldn't wait to taste it.

"Go get it, baby, I'm going to set up a new film in the projector in the meantime. It's in the freezer above the fridge" he said with a sweet smile, pointing towards the kitchen.

You headed towards the kitchen with dirty glasses in hand, turning around midway and catching him already watching you.

He winked and you giggled as you turned the corner

You entered the kitchen, flicked on the light and froze.

On the table in front of you there was the box of ice-cream Josh was talking about.

It had already been taken out from the freezer and opened but had been laid there untouched.

Three spoons were sticking out upright from the sweet frozen mass.

But what shocked you the most was what laid next to it.

On the kitchen counter, perfectly laid out were a pair of panties.

You recognised them and almost fainted.

They were the ones that Jake had hid in his pocket and essentially stolen from you the first time you had met him.

At that moment it downed upon you that he had never given them back to you.

Panic exploded in your chest at the sight and petrified you on the spot.

You couldn't move.

You couldn't think.

You couldn't speak.

The glasses you were holding slipped from your hands and shattered on the tile floor with a loud crash, sending shards everywhere.

Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching.

Your brain screamed at you to reach for the panties and hide them but your body simply wasn't cooperating, so you stood there like a marble statue.

Josh rounded the corner quickly and spoke, but you didn't hear anything.

He turned you around and inspected you, searching for wounds on your skin.

Then his eyes landed on the table and his expression transformed and became impossible for you to understand what he was thinking.

He helped you sit on a chair and spoke. His tone was hurt.

"Baby, look at me" he said, demandingly. You had never heard him speak like that to you. He was always sweet and kind, but now he sounded almost disappointed.

After a moment, you managed to lift your gaze from the floor to his hurt eyes, but quickly averted them again.

"Look. At. Me." He said again.

You struggled but did it. With tears already prickling your eyes, you forced yourself to look into his.

"I think you owe me an explanation, doll" he said, marking the last word for you to understand it clearly, and your eyes widened at the pet name he used.

It was Jake's pet name for you.

A smirk slowly made its way on his lips upon seeing your reaction to the word he had chosen.

Suddenly, the door on the other side of the room opened.

A deep voice sounded from the darkness.

"Well, I think she owes us both an explanation, don't you think, brother?"

You recognised that voice.

But somehow your brain wasn't immediately able to understand the obvious.

Only when the owner of that voice emerged from the darkness and walked towards Josh, stopping right at his side, the realization finally dawned upon you and you understood the real extent of your mistake.

A single word echoed into your mind.

Brother

Josh.

Jake.

Fuck.

In that instant you understood why Jake had looked so familiar the first time you had met him.

You remembered that exact feeling of something being off about his appearance and your inability to find out what it really was.

But now, now you knew.

They were brothers.

And you had fucked both of them without knowing.

You knew you were in deep deep trouble now.

The looks on their faces said it all.

You weren't going to get out of there without an honest explanation.

You tried to speak but the words didn't seem to come.

You made a second attempt but it was of no avail.

Jake handed you a glass of water.

You tried to grab it but your hands were shaking too much.

Josh had to wrap his hands around yours and guide the glass towards your lips to help you drink.

You were shocked.

And they both, but Jake especially, seemed to love watching you squirm and suffer in front of their scrutinizing gaze.

You cleared your throat and Jake pressed you to speak.

"C'mon doll, we are all ears" he said with a snide grin on his beautiful face.

"You…" you started.

"You are brothers" you said, more to yourself than to them, averting your eyes to the floor.

Josh crouched down on the floor, carefully avoiding glass shards and smirked, catching your eyes.

"We are more than that, baby" he said straightening up and lifting your chin with his fingers so you could catch Jake’s eyes, too.

"We are twins" Jake said, his smirk deepening at the sight of your eyes widening at the further realization.

FUCK.

Before you could hide your face in your hands Jake caught you and made you plant your hands on your thighs with his warm calloused fingers on top.

You weren't going to escape from there, that was clear. Not without an explanation.

"When…?" Your voice came out meek and pathetic.

"Are you asking when we discovered this little game of yours?" Josh said. He was serious, unlike Jake who seemed to enjoy your sufferings, but his eyes were ablaze with hurt and something more. He looked almost aroused by your helpless state.

"Immediately" Jake scoffed.

"The morning after our first encounter I was having breakfast with my nosy brother and he saw something poking out of my backpocket." Jake said grabbing the panties from the table and twirling them around his finger.

"He froze and paled when he saw them but then tried to lie to me, telling me that I had imagined his reaction to them. That I hadn't seen his heart shatter the moment he recognised them. I pressed him and he finally confessed." Jake said.

"I told him that the girl I had met at the cinema wore the same panties when we ended up trapped in the cinema all night but I refused to believe that he had hooked up with that same girl." Josh said, hurt evident in his tone.

"I refused to believe it too at first, then he described you to me and for me it was clear. But he still lied to himself so I told him to come to the bar on the next Wednesday and that's when he saw you enter there all dolled up just for me when you thought he was working." Jake said right into your ear.

Oh, Hell.

"You remember that night, don't you, doll?" Jake purred into your ear and your heart accelerated further.

You remembered, of course you did. How could you forget.

That night he was on fire.

And now you knew why.

He wanted to prove his point to his brother. And you had fallen right in his trap.

That night he had pressed you against the side of his Mustang in the back hallway and had you right there where anybody could have seen.

He didn't even give you time to climb inside the car before he started tearing at your clothes.

But, thank God, there was no one in that hallway.

Or so you thought.

You didn't even have to ask if Josh had seen you.

From the look in his eyes, you knew he had.

"He was a few cars behind us in that hallway. He saw us and heard us, of course. We weren't exactly being quiet. And he discovered that his little good girl had never been good, nor his, to begin with." Jake said, lips glued to your ear but eyes burning into Josh's.

You felt like shit at that moment.

Hot guilty tears started streaming slowly down your cheeks.

"Imagine our surprise when we found out that you kept seeing both of us without saying a damn word." Josh said, slightly accusatory and hurt.

"Imagine our surprise when we learned you had been inside our shared house without even realizing it. We have our own floor and different entrances but the building is the same. I am quite surprised you didn't notice." Josh continued, the corner of his lips raised in a shadow of a grin when his brother spoke.

"These walls are pretty thin, you know" Jake added and you gasped, in understanding.

The thought that all those times that you had come to Josh’s house, Jake was downstairs and could hear you made you shiver.

And the very thought that even Josh heard when you were in bed with Jake made you feel like you needed to disappear.

"We wanted to see how far this would go before you said something, but when we understood you weren't going to stop seeing neither one of us, we decided it was time to take the matter into our own hands." Jake said, caressing your cheek in fake pity, eyes burning with something you couldn't quite place.

You searched for Josh's gaze to find a bit of solace but when you met his eyes a shiver ran down your spine.

His eyes matched his brother's in shade and mirrored the exact expression.

There was something dangerous behind his irises, too.

"Now, doll, we want the truth. Allow me the joke, but no more fucking around." Jake said, a little smirk twisting his plump lips.

You sighed, defeated, and nodded.

"Ok" you agreed feebly.

Even though you wanted to disappear from there, and from the face of Planet Earth, you knew you had done something terrible to them and you owed them an explanation.

There was no turning back.

And there was no point in lying now.

"I don't know what possessed me, honestly. I had never done something even remotely close to this and I hate myself for that. You have no idea how much." A sob shook your body but you went on.

They were side by side, standing there with unreadable stoic expressions on their faces, listening to your confession, looking so alike your mind was almost going into overdrive.

"But I can't" you said simply, hiding your face in your hands.

You felt someone move.

And you flinched when hands wrapped around your wrists.

You tentatively opened your eyes and were met with Josh’s kind irises. For a fleeting moment he was the same Josh that had stolen your heart in that old cinema months ago.

"It's ok baby, take your time." He said sweetly stroking your trembling hands.

You heard another movement and then Jake handed you the glass, refilled with water.

You thanked him, drank a couple of sips and then continued.

"I can't choose, ok? Every time I think I know who I need, the other invades my mind and makes it impossible for me to choose. I came to the conclusion that, for me, it is absolutely impossible to decide. My mind and my body need you both." You took another sip and they tried to interrupt you but you went on anyway.

"But I have no intention to disrupt your brotherly bond just because something is clearly wrong with me. Please believe me when I say that I am sorry, really. I didn't mean to hurt you the way I did. I promise this is the last time you will ever see me." You finished and stood, ready to leave them behind forever, tears prickling your eyes again, ready to spill down your flushed cheeks.

Clearly you weren't meant for any of them if you weren't able to choose.

You turned and started to make your way towards the door but a voice stopped you dead in your tracks.

"Not so fast, doll. First, you have to tell us who is better" you heard Jake say, his voice so deep and raspy that a shiver ran down your spine.

You turned slowly, dumbstruck, thinking your brain was messing with you.

"What?" Your expression must have been a sight to see, because they chuckled. In unison. Sounding so disturbingly similar that you felt weak at the knees.

They started approaching and you backed away from them.

Until you couldn't anymore.

They had you trapped against the kitchen wall in wolflike fashion, like a helpless delicious prey ready to be devoured.

You were petrified.

Josh was the first one to move forward.

His warm breath made goosebumps raise on the skin of your neck as he loomed over you, coming even closer to speak into your ear.

"Don't play coy, baby, you know what he means" he whispered and placed a light lingering kiss on your neck, right where your pulse point was.

Suddenly, rough fingers traced your chin and turned your face away from Josh, so your eyes could meet Jake’s, burning fiery and dangerous.

"I already told you I don't like to repeat myself. But this time is an exception." He purred into your other ear.

"Of course, we want to know who is better at making you cum, doll. A little competition never hurt nobody. We want a honest answer. And who would give it to us better that you? You had us both after all" Jake went on. As he talked you could feel his lips moving against your ear, making your head spin.

The faintest change in your breathing had them both smirking.

Then Jake’s lips connected with your neck, in a kiss so similar to Josh’s that if you didn't have your eyes open you wouldn't have been able to know which one was touching you.

As Jake’s lips sucked at your neck and you turned your face exposing more of your throat to him, Josh unexpectedly kissed your lips making a little needy whine leave you.

Having both their lips on you had never crossed your mind but now you couldn't stop thinking about it.

Hands started to roam around your body.

You didn't know which one they belonged to but, honestly, you didn't care.

One of them pressed you more against the wall by your hips, while two sets of lips attacked your neck, leaving deep bruises in their wake.

Your head fell limp with a low thud against the wall as Jake's fingers dipped into the waistband of your jeans. You were sure it was him. You would recognise those calloused fingers everywhere.

He slowly skimmed his fingers between your legs, groaning lightly at the feeling of your wetness damping the cotton of your panties.

As Josh’s fingers teased your nipples through your tshirt, you let out a fucked-out breathy whine that echoed in the otherwise silent kitchen.

"Listen to her" Jake mumbled to his brother as he slowly dipped his fingers into the crotch of your already ruined panties.

"Yeah, she makes the prettiest sounds when you tease her with barely-there touches there." Josh agreed as his hands made their way under your shirt, touching your bare breasts, kneading the flesh with deliberate touches that had shivers run down your spine.

Ever so slowly, the calloused pads of Jake's middle and ring fingers started making deliciously slow circles around your clit making your hips buck and twitch against the wall.

Suddenly you felt another hand slither inside your jeans and you whimpered when soft fingers came in contact with the damp hot skin between your legs.

Josh’s voice reached your ears like he was speaking to you from miles away.

Like in a dream.

"You love having both our hands between your legs, don't you? Spoiling your little tight pussy as she deserves" he said, smirk evident in his tone at the effect his words were having on you.

You were impossibly wet and the more you thought about what was happening, the more you felt your wetness gushing out of you.

You were so close already.

The pads of Josh’s fingers, more delicate than Jake’s, pressed between your lower lips and inside of you but only to the first phalanx.

Tease.

They kept you expertedly on the brink of your release for an indefinite amount of time before they started touching you with purpose.

Faster and harder.

Josh’s fingers pressed swiftly inside of you to the knuckle while Jake’s started stroking your clit rapidly.

Both their paces matched, as if they were synchronised.

You were almost there.

But of course, it felt too good to be true.

You should have expected that.

Just when you were right about to unravel, they stopped touching you abruptly. Denying you. Taking their expert hands away from your aching body.

A loud frustrated whine left your lips and they laughed. Menacingly.

Jake was the first one to speak.

He sank a hand into the hair on the back of your head and yanked, forcing you to look into his eyes.

You hissed at the sting but almost moaned when his knee pressed between your legs and against the wall to keep you still.

"Tell me the truth, doll. You are well aware that this juicy pussy doesn't deserve to cum, right? It's not that easy, you have to earn it" he tsked with his tongue before continuing. "You don't get what you want that fast. Not after what you did to us. Do you realize that you used us as if we were your little fuck toys for two months?"

You tried to lower your gaze but he didn't let you.

"I'm so sorry" you said, feeling new tears pool in your eyes.

"I know you are, baby." It was Josh’s turn to speak. His eyes were still hurt, but his tone was sweet and gentle.

"We have a proposition for you, but only if you are one hundred percent ok with it" Josh whispered and Jake smirked.

"We want to play a little game with you, doll. And if you are good," he made a little noise into your hear, similar to a purr. "If you are good to us we are going to make you cum how many times you need." He said, thumb stroking your bitten lower lip.

"What kind of game?" You asked tentatively, voice trembling lightly.

They chuckled.

"That's a surprise! What we can say is that we are sure you are going to enjoy it. You just need to know that we are absolutely not going to hurt you and that everything that is going to happen is going to make you feel so good that you will never forget it" Josh said, looking as serious as ever.

You were confused, scared but also incredibly turned on. Your almost-orgasm had left your mind in such a daze, making you feel both euphorically high and incredibly unsatisfied at the same time.

You were shaking and with their burning gazes scrutinizing every inch of your body, you felt overwhelmed.

And then their eyes fixated on your face, looking for any sign of discomfort.

But there was none.

You had already decided.

At that moment you understood what had been your weakness all along.

You were intrinsically incapable of telling them a simple word.

No.

They had captivated you in ways you didn't believe were possible.

So, so be it.

You were going to let them do with you whatever they wanted.

That's how you found yourself in Jake’s dimly lit bedroom with your body pressed inbetween theirs.

You were almost naked. They had managed to undress you in record time and now they were leaving marks on your shoulders and collarbone, biting and sucking on your skin.

And all of a sudden, they stopped.

"Sit on the bed, baby" Josh asked you, placing a fleeting kiss on your lips, that had your mouth chasing after the warm softness of his, making Jake chuckle in your ear.

"An insatiable little thing you are" he whispered and slapped your ass as you started to move towards the bed.

As you sat down on the soft black duvet and raised your gaze on them you shivered.

They were looking at you with the same hungry look as before.

"Close your eyes and keep them closed until we tell you, ok?" Jake ordered.

"Yes" You answered feebly, obeying.

"Good girl" they praised you in unison.

The amount of time that passes was lost to you. It could have been mere minutes or half an hour.

Your nerves were driving you crazy and you knew you were starting to tremble.

They had left the room, of that you were sure.

Faint noises and hushed voices came from the adjacent room.

Then, finally, you heard the noise of footsteps approaching and you felt their presence back in the room.

Nothing could have prepared you for what you saw when both their voices mingled together and ordered you to open your eyes.

Your brain did a double take when your eyes finally focused on their forms in the dimly lit room and you let out a loud gasp.

They were standing side by side right in front of you.

They were both dressed in black pants and satin black shirts. The lower halves of their faces were hidden behind black surgical masks.

Two sets of the same eyes fixated on your face and your heart skipped several beats.

They looked absolutely and disturbingly identical.

The only thing that allowed you to tell them apart was that one of them, Jake, had his hair tied back in a low bun while Josh had a black beanie covering his head.

Your heart was beating so hard that you were sure they could hear it from across the room.

Your hands clenched into tight fists, making your nails dig harshly into the flesh.

Their gloved hands were holding something and when you understood what you were looking at, you felt dizzy.

Velvet.

They were holding long slips of black velvety fabric.

Those were restraints. For you.

They came closer and let the ropes fall on the bed, keeping their gazes on you.

They dropped to their knees in front of you and lowered their masks. Josh spoke first.

"Are you scared?" He asked, his sweet voice sounding crystal clear.

Without realizing it, you were biting at your bottom lip, torturing the damaged skin with your teeth.

There was no point in lying.

"Yes. A little" You whispered back.

Jake extended a gloved hand and your nerves made you flinch away from him.

"Hey, angel, it's just me. I am not going to hurt you" he said sweetly and gently untucked your lip from underneath your teeth.

"Now we are going to tell you the rules of this little game, ok?" Josh said and you nodded, not trusting your voice to answer.

"First rule: you have all the power, baby. If you agree to play with us, we will use a color scheme. If you are uncomfortable with something or you don't like something simply say 'red' and everything stops. Immediately. Alright?" His voice sounded extremely serious at that moment.

You nodded again but Jake was quick to correct you.

"Please, angel, use your words, we need to hear you have understood." He said stroking one of your trembling hands with one of his.

"Alright" you said a bit out of breath.

"Good girl" the praise came, like before, and you started to feel a familiar warm feeling spread in your body. Arousal.

"If you are in doubt about anything, or you need a pause, say "yellow" and we are going to slow down. If you don't know how you feel about something just use "red". Don't mull too much over it. And absolutely never try to endure something you don't like, ok?" Jake whispered, gently stroking your hand.

"Ok" you said, a little calmer than before.

"We are going to check on you repeatedly, by asking what your color is, alright? If everything is ok, use "green" so we know you are alright" Josh continued.

"Second rule: we need to discuss your boundaries and we need you to be completely honest with us" Jake said, standing and letting a velvet rope fall on your lap.

"Do you like being tied to the bed, love?" He asked, seriously.

You blushed instantly and hid your face in your hands.

"Baby don't be embarrassed, just answer him" Josh said, using his soothing voice to convince you.

"I-I" you started, stuttering.

Jake caressed your red cheeks and waited patiently for your answer

"I love it" you blurted out finally.

"Good" Jake said, smirking.

"What about blindfolds?" Josh asked.

"Yes" You whispered.

"So angelic but yet so naughty, baby. I am impressed" Josh praised you and you giggled.

"You have no idea, brother" interjected Jake with a low chuckle.

You averted your eyes once again, embarrassment silencing you.

"And tell us, angel, how do you feel about a little bit of impact play? Do you like your pretty ass spanked?" Josh asked, his sultry voice reached your ears and made a shiver of anticipation run down your spine and right between your legs.

You were ashamed of yourself for confessing that all those things were everything you needed but you did it anyway.

"I am fine with that" you whispered.

Then Jake came nearer. He towered over you looking down at you like you were his favourite plaything.

You met his eyes and whimpered lightly when one of his gloved hands wrapped around your throat and squeezed gently.

"And last but not least, what about choking?" He asked, his voice, raspy and rich, made goosebumps raise on your skin.

"You already know this" you answered. It was true. You never kept it a secret with him. You always reached mind-blowing orgasms when he choked you. But Josh had never ventured that far with you.

His grip tightened.

"I don't care. I want to hear you say it in front of him" he whispered onto your lips, teasingly.

"Yes, I love it" you answered and your eyes caught Josh’s ones behind Jake.

You shivered at the sight of a hint of jealousy there. But you also saw a deep fire and suddenly you couldn't wait to play with them.

"Have you ever been dominated, baby?" Josh asked in a dangerous low tone that made you clench your thighs together.

"No" you answered simply, trying to mask your nervousness, but you knew he saw right through you.

"And we get to the third and final rule: you will refer to us as Sir and you won't disobey us or we are going to punish you, alright? If we say that you are not allowed to touch us, you won't or else you will face the consequences. Do you understand?" Josh said and your answer came instinctively.

"Yes, Sir" you said, looking them in the eyes.

They praised you instantly.

"That's it, baby" Josh said, eyes beaming, proud.

"Smart girl" Jake whispered, watching you closely.

"Now, the game is rather simple. We are going to blindfold you and you will have to guess which one of us is touching you. If your guess is correct we are going to reward you, but if your guess is wrong we are going to punish you. Are you sure you are ok with this?" Josh explained to you without beating around the bush.

You pondered for a few seconds but then agreed.

"Yes, I am sure." You answered.

Jake grabbed a slip of velvet and disappeared behind you.

You felt the bed dip under his weight as he came up behind you, whispering your name sweetly before asking you a question.

"Which is your color, angel?" He whispered sultrily into your ear from behind.

"Green" you answered back and his lips connected instantly with your earlobe, sucking and nibbling at your skin.

"I'm blinfolding you now, ok?" Jake said, making the velvet tickle your bare arms.

"Yes, Sir" you replied.

"Such a good fucking girl you are" Jake whispered low into your ear and his hot breathing made you shiver as he slowly placed the velvet in front of your eyes.

"Cmon baby, it's time to show us how sorry you are"

You felt your heart rate picking up sensibly as your eyes were covered by the dark soft fabric that was tied gently behind your head.

With sight robbed from you, all your other senses suddenly ignited.

As you heard Jake return in front of you, your heart rate picked up again.

Fuck, we are really doing this, you thought.

"You can't touch us, baby. Remember" Josh said.

The first touch scared you.

Gentle fingers stroked your cheek with a featherlight touch and you jumped as if you had been burned with a branding iron.

They both chuckled at your reaction.

Then you felt fingers gently caressing down your arms.

Were those the same fingers as before?

You didn't know.

The question you feared came.

"Who is touching you now, baby?" Josh asked and you bit the inside of your cheek.

You didn't know who was touching you. You couldn't focus properly on it because you knew you were going to get it wrong.

They both had gloves on, so you were sure you couldn't tell their touches apart.

When he reiterated the question, you decided to try and follow your instinct.

"Josh" you whispered and you felt a hand close around your throat.

"Wrong" a voice said amused and sharp.

You gasped and your fingers, with a mind of their own, grasped the wrist that was holding you around the throat.

"And now who's touching you?" Josh repeated the question with the same tone as before.

"Jake" you said in a sliver of voice.

The hand around your throat tighten and then disappeared.

"Wrong again" their said together.

Suddenly you felt someone approach and Josh’s voice grazed your left ear.

"You know, he is not the only one who can be rough, baby. You just never asked me to be" he said, his tone heated and so low that those vibrations reached your core, making you shudder.

You felt someone move and lips grazed your other ear.

"And I am perfectly capable of being sweet and gentle, angel. But when I met you I knew you didn't need it slow and tender" Jake said, licking your lobe, just like Josh was doing.

After a few seconds of kisses and bites down your throat, Josh spoke again.

"We have to punish you, you know this right?" He said and his fingers closed around one of your wrists.

"Yes, Sir" you answered, afraid that your heart could jump out of your chest.

"Not only because you got your answers wrong, but also because you touched him" Jake whispered right on your lips.

That bastard. He wanted to see if you would break their rules again by tempting you to kiss him.

But this time you restrained yourself.

And he wasn't happy with your behaviour.

He wanted you to misbehave so he could add a punishment, so he sucked your bottom lip into his mouth and bit down hard.

But you didn't even flinch.

His failed attempt gained him a reprimand from Josh.

Another hand closed around your other wrist, and this time you were sure it was Jake's.

His grip was vice-like and harsh.

"Slide further up the bed" Jake’s voice barked at you.

Your body was trembling with nerves and anticipation as you felt both sides of the bed dip with their weight.

They must have noticed because they didn't tie you straight away. Their touches lingered on your wrists and down your arms, gentle and soothing.

"Which is your color?" Jake’s voice reached your ears again, but it was way gentler than before. His nose bumped against your cheek, softly.

"Green" you whispered without hesitation and you almost moaned when their fingers reached your chest.

They started toying with the straps of your bra and then, you felt their fingers everywhere, behind your back and teasing your nipples, before removing the item entirely.

Just when you thought they were going to lose themselves in spoiling your breasts, they stalled.

Suddenly, velvet touched your wrists.

"Are you ok with having your hands tied against the headboard, baby?" Josh asked and you nodded before catching yourself and giving them a true answer.

"Yes, I am ok with it, Sir" you whispered back.

In no time your hands were tied to the headboard and your arms were extended behind your head. They placed a pillow below them so you didn't have to keep them tensed for too long.

Everything was very still around you.

Until you felt something freezing and wet graze your right nipple.

You gasped and tried to back away from that feeling but you couldn't.

"Can you guess what this is?" A voice asked. You were so dizzy because of that feeling that you didn't even recognise who was talking.

You jumped when they started inflicting the same torture to your other nipple, too.

Your mind was becoming dizzy and you were afraid to fail again, but suddenly a sweet smell you recognised hit your nostrils and a light went on in your head.

"Yes, Sir" you answered.

"Say it' Josh ordered.

"Spoons. They were inside the ice-cream on the table in the kitchen" you specified.

"Good girl" they praised you instantly but kept torturing your nipples with those freezing spoons.

You were squirming when they stopped.

Your back arched violently from the bed when their hot tongues came in contact with your freezing skin.

You whimpered but tried to focus as much as you could on recognising their touches because you knew that their question was coming.

And this time you were almost sure.

Josh was on your left side. His mouth was latched on your nipple, sucking it gently into his mouth and flicking it delicately but without reprise with his hot tongue.

On the contrary, Jake was on your right side. And being the tease that he was, he didn't give you his mouth straight away. His tongue circled your nipple painstakingly slowly, tightening his circles every second more until he bit down hard and soothed the sting with gentle barely-there flicks of his tongue.

"Fuck, this ice-cream is delicious" Jake said, licking what had started to trickle down from the side of your breast

"Just like her" they said in unison, making you shiver and press your thighs together in search of some friction.

They were driving you mad.

As you had anticipated, the question came from a breathless Jake.

"Tell us who is touching you now" he said and sucked your nipple back in his mouth.

You told them, stopping from time to time as sighs of pleasure escaped your lips.

"It's time for a reward, brother" Josh said, stealing your breath away with a slow passionate kiss that tasted of the best hazelnut ice-cream you had ever had.

You felt as the ice-cream slowly melted between your tongues and you moaned in pleasure.

Abruptly, Josh was yanked away from you and you felt teeth nipping at your jaw before another pair of plush lips connected with yours, making your head spin with the intensity of it.

Again you tasted ice-cream on his lips.

They went back and forth for a while, taking turns in feeding you ice-cream and then Jake hummed into your mouth and you shivered as his fingers trailed slowly down your front, reaching between your legs.

"Back to the game, angel" He stopped kissing you and whispered onto your lips.

His fingers stayed between your legs, but were soon joined by another hand.

You felt one of them press the pads of his gloved hands to your clothed slit, making you realize how much of your wetness had already soaked through your panties.

One of them groaned at the sight while the other kept grazing the elastic band of your panties, making it slap from time to time on your tummy, driving you mad.

They took your panties off your body and you felt extremely exposed.

"Bend your knees, doll, and spread your legs for us. Let us see your pretty cunt" Jake said sultrily and you felt yourself blush, but clench around nothing at the same time.

What a dichotomy.

They groaned in unison when you let your knees fall open and your back arched slightly from the bed as the cool air of the room hit your flushed heat.

Two fingers spread your lower lips and a thumb started stroking your clit in tight circles.

Those fingers were soon joined by others.

And you didn't understand anything anymore.

Slowly a finger pressed into you, quickly followed by another. They curled immediately, hitting your g-spot, making you whine.

You bit your lower lip and dug your nails into the skin of your palms, tugging at the restraints.

A sudden slap on the inside of your thigh made you shiver.

You were so close already.

And they noticed.

Another slap landed right on your pussy and you moaned, closing your legs.

Fingers disappeared from you altogether, taking away every hint of orgasm that had started flowing through your body.

"I think you forgot that good girls always ask for permission before they can cum" Jake snarled into your ear.

"I should punish you." He whispered, licking your bitten lips.

"But I won't. If you tell me correctly who was touching you and where." He finished, chuckling.

You felt panic starting to build in your chest.

The haze of your lost orgasm had made you forget everything about their touch of a few moments prior.

"I think she needs a refresher, brother" Josh said, his voice close.

They started playing with your body again.

This time a warm tongue licked delicately into you while teeth punctured the skin of your hip making you gasp and moan.

As the tongue circled your entrance and dipped inside, strong hands reached for the back of your thighs and pressed your bent legs towards your chest, spreading you wider.

Your moans turned louder when the pad of someone's thumb started stroking your clit rapidly, making your back arch.

"Please, please, please" you begged, unable to utter different words that weren't pleas.

They brought you again to the very edge and again they stopped altogether before you could reach your climax.

A frustrated sob left your lips and you fought back the tears that threatened to spill from your squeezed eyes.

The headboard rattled against the wall as you tugged at the restraints, gaining amused chuckles from the both of them.

" C'mon, baby, get this right and we are going to make you cum. Who was touching you and where?" Josh whispered encouragingly into the flushed damp skin of your neck.

"Jake was the one who bit my hip. Your tongue was inside of me, Sir" you answered, the effort evident in your voice.

The silence that followed told you all you needed to know.

Your answer was wrong, again.

Jake’s voice told you what you already knew.

"Angel, I'm sorry but it's wrong" He whispered against your cheek.

"Such a pity. I actually thought you were smarter. Are you really so desperate to cum that you are completely unable to make a right guess, princess?" he went on, degrading you and making a little flame of anger in your chest explode into a fire.

"Fuck you, Sir" you whispered before you could stop yourself.

The reaction was instant.

A strong hand grasped your hair and tugged, harshly, making you yelp.

"You'll regret that, doll. Turn the fuck around. Time to get punished" He growled into your ear.

You were shaking as they helped you turn around on your tummy.

Before you could try and settle down, strong hands gripped your hips again and lifted you, placing a pillow under your hips to prop your ass up.

"Tie both her ankles, Josh. Let's see is she behaves now" Jake said, his voice so deep it was actually scaring you.

In a second, your ankles were tied to the bed frame.

You were trapped.

Your heart was hammering in your chest and you cursed yourself for what you had said before.

You tried to take deep breaths to calm down but it was useless.

Suddenly, you felt someone behind you.

A warm tongue traced down your spine, from your lower back to the middle of your shoulders.

A whisper reached your ears.

"We are going to spank you and get your pretty ass nice and red for us, alright?" Jake said calmly in your ear.

"Yes, Sir" you answered obediently, but your shaky voice betrayed you.

"Which is your color?" Josh asked, his voice a bit tense.

"Green" you whispered but panic was slowly building in your chest.

"You are going to count them, angel" Jake added and you answered affirmatively again.

The first blow surprised you and you gasped at the sting of an open palm against your right ass cheek.

"One" you said through clenched teeth.

After a few seconds, another spank hit your other side.

You gasped again, jumping a little.

This time the hand stayed a few seconds on your stinging skin as if to soothe you a little.

"Two"

The third and the fourth came in rapid succession, hitting the same spot as the first and making you sob at the rapidity.

You didn't even have time to recover from the third that the forth came, if possibly even harder than the previous one.

You tried to speak but your voice didn't come, so you cleared your throat.

"Three, f-four" you whispered, your voice was shaky, seeming almost unsure.

You knew Jake was going to make fun of you.

"C'mon darling, it's correct. After three comes four. I know you can do better than that. I hope you can count up to five at least."

You didn't know something so stupid and inane could hurt you the way it did.

The fifth slap erased the last bit of coherence you still possessed.

You started to feel sore everywhere.

Your arms hurt despite the pillow supporting them.

The skin of your wrists felt raw because of your constant fidgeting against the tight knots.

The tension in your shoulders and back felt like little needles puncturing your skin and scratching it.

The pain in your backside where they had spanked you was blinding you.

The fact that you couldn't move your legs because of the restraints made you feel extremely uncomfortable.

But what upset you the most was the blindfold.

You couldn't stand it anymore.

Your breathing started to become ragged and quick and despite all your efforts you couldn't calm down.

You felt extremely hot but unbearably cold at the same time.

The fact that you knew that they weren't going to hurt you wasn't enough anymore.

You felt trapped.

Tears started streaking your cheeks and your body started to shake with harsh sobs.

They noticed immediately that something was wrong.

"What's your color baby?" You heard Josh ask but his voice sounded far away.

He repeated the question because you didn't answer, but this time his voice was closer.

"Y-yellow" you were finally able to speak, even though it was nothing more than a whisper.

In no time strong hands grasped your hips and turned you around.

You winced lightly at the uncomfortable sensation of the cool fabric of the sheets as it pressed and dragged against the burning reddened skin of your ass.

They quickly untied your ankles and wrists before removing your blindfold.

"Hey, hey, baby, it's ok, you are safe" Josh whispered soothingly into your ear, stroking your cheeks gently and wiping away the tears that kept coming.

Another voice graced your ears second later.

"My sweet angel, you are ok, don't worry, calm down" Jake said, massaging the sore skin of your wrists with his warm fingers.

You were laying on your back but they quickly turned you to one side so you could breathe properly and they kept trying to calm you down with kind gentle words.

Slowly your breathing calmed down and your heart rate went back to normal. Tears stopped streaming down your cheeks, the pain in your body subsided and the fog in your mind cleared.

You started to feel extremely embarrassed of your reaction.

They were laying on either side of you, Josh in front and Jake behind.

You could feel their warm bodies close to you and their soft touches all over you. They were both shirtless, you didn't know when that happened, though.

Josh was stroking your arms up and down eyeing you closely with the usual softness into his beautiful eyes.

Jake was caressing your hair, untangling your locks with careful touches and gentle fingers.

Both were without gloves on their hands.

"Breathe for us, angel" Jake whispered into your hair as Josh’s nose sweetly nudged yours.

"Are you feeling better?" The boy in front of you asked, concern still present in his eyes.

"Yes, I am so sor-" you tried to say but Josh's index finger on your lips shushed you.

"Don't ever try to apologize. If you felt uncomfortable you were right to tell us to stop." He whispered onto your lips.

You felt Jake move behind you as he propped himself up with his elbow and looked down at you.

His eyes were kind and his beautiful lips were twisted into a fond smile.

"I am the one who has to apologize, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable" he said, his eyes casted down looking at your reddened wrists and at the crescent moon signs where you had dug your nails into your palms.

"If you want to stop, we can just cuddle and watch a film" Jake whispered. He sounded so different from the devilish guitarist you had met in that bar. You even saw a light blush covering his cheeks.

Silence surrounded the three of you.

"I don't want to stop. I just needed a moment" you said after a while. And you had never been so sure.

You needed them.

Upon hearing your words, Josh checked in on you again.

"Are you really sure about that?" He asked, running his thumb over one of your eyebrows.

"Yes…Sir." You answered, tentatively, and a little smirk slowly made its way on your lips.

One of Jake's hands wrapped around your jaw, angling your face upwards to look you in the eyes.

"I want to hear you say it" He said, with a serious expression in his eyes and his mouth set in a tight line.

"I am sure. I want to do this, Sir" you whispered, never breaking eye contact and saw his eyes darken.

His hand grasped the hair at the nape of your neck and he enveloped you in a deep kiss while Josh’s lips attached to your neck, adding another mark to the plethora you already had.

One of Josh’s hands snaked down your chest and started playing with your nipples making you sigh into Jake’s mouth.

When he parted from your mouth, it was Josh’s turn to capture your lips in a heated sloppy kiss.

Jake didn't stay still though. His hands slowly trailed down your body and his lips started to suck and spoil the tender skin of your breasts.

"Are you still OK with having your wrists tied to the bed, love?" Josh asked, his lips glistening in the low light of the room.

"Yes, Sir, please" you begged him and his lips twisted in a smug grin at your answer.

In no time your arms were tied against the headboard like before, but this time with an extra pillow to avoid too much tension in your shoulders.

Jake's gaze met yours as he twirled the blindfold around his forefinger with a knowing smirk on his rosy lips.

"What about this, love, do you want to give it a second try?" He asked playfully.

"Yes, Sir" you purred and he quickly tied it behind your head.

"Which is your color, now?" Jake asked and you answered quickly.

"Green"

"Very well, darling. We are not going to tie your legs this time." Josh whispered, caressing your hips.

One of his hands stopped there and he spoke again.

"Baby, I am going to help you turn to your side ok?"

You nodded and he gently placed you on your side.

Then you felt the mattress move, signaling to you that they had stood up from the bed.

Silence enveloped you.

You were about to call after them when a faint noise of footsteps reached your ears.

The bed dipped on the side towards which you were turned and your heart started hammering again in your chest.

"Now focus, love, I know you can get this right. But remember, focus on the details" a voice said from above you.

It sounded slightly muffled, signaling to you that they had their masks on.

"Color?" The voice asked.

"Green" you answered and the bed shifted.

After a while, you heard some shuffling and something soft and warm brush lightly against your lips, leaving a damp feeling behind.

You licked your lips and a salty sweet taste invaded your mouth making your brain short circuit.

You knew that taste very well.

On instinct the second time you felt that, you stuck out your tongue and a groan of approval graced your ears.

You licked at his soft head and made him groan, again, but louder.

You didn't know who was making you touch them but you tried to keep calm and pay attention to the details, like they had suggested.

The fact that he slowly pressed his tip against your lips and dragged it across them repeatedly like a lewd lipstick made a little smile appear on your lips.

You knew who would do that.

"Whose cock is this, mh?" A voice asked.

"Jake’s" you whispered back and opened your mouth wider to take him further.

"Good girl. Do you want it in this gorgeous little mouth of yours?" Jake asked you. You could sense he was a little impatient.

"Please, Sir, yes" you begged and for the first time he relented, his neediness was making him a weaker Master, now.

He pressed his erection halfway into your mouth, groaning at the warm softness that enveloped him.

He kept your head still with one hand on the back of your neck and he slowly thrusted in and out of your mouth, without pressing fully inside.

His hardness glided painfully slow against your flat tongue and he moaned every time the tip of your tongue circled his head when his hips retreated.

"You have the most perfect mouth, angel. I'd stay buried like this forever" he groaned as his hips picked up speed and he slid deep down your throat with every thrust.

Suddenly, strong hands detached you from Jake and turned you to the other side.

You were panting heavily.

Someone moved on the bed and then you felt again something hard and wet press against your closed lips.

Instinctively you opened your mouth but they didn't push inside.

Whoever was touching you now was holding back from plunging right in and touch the back of your throat. He trembled slightly because of the effort.

Your tongue came in contact with hot wet skin and a smirk appeared on your lips.

Those fuckers were trying to fool you.

They had turned you to the other side but the man in front of you was always the same. He had just moved. You recognised his taste from a few moments prior.

But you weren't stupid and you weren't going to let them win this time.

"Whose cock is this, baby?" Josh asked, adding his usual pet name to confuse you further.

You paused and quickly wrapped your lips around the tip, giving it a gentle suck.

A curse reached your ears.

"Jake’s" you whispered back and opened your mouth for him.

They chuckled, proud of you because their intent at misleading you failed.

"Smart girl, good job, now open up for me" Jake said stroking your cheek and pressing inside your mouth.

His pace was fast and he gradually pressed into your mouth further until his erection touched the back of your throat, making you gag.

He stopped then, keeping your head still with a firm hand on the back of your neck and his cock buried down your throat.

Your eyes watered and your throat tightened, making Jake’s finger dug into your hair and a little whimper leave his throat.

You tried to relax and breath through your nose but your throat was still squeezing him.

He pulled away with a low growl, panting heavily.

"We need a change in position or her arms are going to be too sore" Josh said to his brother, who was desperately trying to catch his breath.

"Right" Jake agreed, still breathless.

You felt warm fingers untying the velvet from your wrists and kiss them.

"Kneel down on the end of the bed, baby" Josh whispered behind you sweetly.

With your eyes still covered you tried to move as gracefully as possible towards the end of the bed, kneeling on the cool sheets and waiting for instructions.

Fingers wrapped again around your wrists and tied them back against the bed frame in front of you.

Suddenly a hand lifted your blindfold just enough for you to see them both and bite the inside of your cheek not to moan at the sight.

They were standing in front of you, almost side by side, completely naked. Jake was slowly stroking himself with a steady rhythm and Josh was looking at you with pure fire into his eyes.

He too had a hand around himself, gripping his cock tightly at the base but not stroking it.

When he saw you looking, he moved his hand so slowly from base to tip and back, pressing his hand into his balls and flexing his abdomen at the shock of pleasure his gesture elicited in his body.

The unbridled sound that escaped his mouth as his head fell backwards made your neglected clit throb.

You were starting to lose your mind watching them touch themselves in front of you without being able to touch them, to feel them.

The fact that they were identical twins was driving you insane, too.

A few hours prior, when they both had you pinned to the kitchen wall and you could feel them pressing against your hips, one on either side of you, you had wondered how much them being identical twins would translate into other identical features in their body. Of course you had seen them naked plenty of times, but never together like they were now, so you weren't sure how similar they could be.

But now, it was an entirely different story.

Now that you had them in their birthday suits right in front of you, your brain was threatening to go into overdrive.

So identical but yet so different into their style, their built was similar but they had a few nuances that characterized and differentiated them.

Josh was a delectable combination of sharp edges and silky skin. His V line demanded to be covered in bite marks and you wanted to sink your nails in his strong thighs and biceps and make him whine.

Jake was softer than Josh, in all the right places. His tummy was soft but yet toned, making an uncontrolled need to bite, suck and leave marks all over his delicate skin grow into your chest every second more every time. His tummy was one of your favorite parts of his body, but what you loved the most was his perfect ass. You still remembered seeing it accentuated by his tight leather pants the first time you had met him and he started playing his guitar behind his head.

Your gaze locked between their legs and you whimpered.

They chuckled.

They knew you were comparing them, and it was fine, they wanted you to.

You could see it in their eyes that they had thought about this moment before.

Those sly fuckers.

They were similar but yet different, because Josh was just a little girthier than Jake, but they were equally beautiful.

Your mouth watered instantly.

"Careful, love, you are going to consume us with all this staring." Josh winked at you, picking up rhythm and using his other hand to massage his balls gently.

You were panting with desire when Jake approached you and caressed your flushed cheek.

"Color, angel?" He whispered.

"Green" you panted.

"Good girl, now I'm going to move this blindfold into place again and we are going to play a little bit more of Guess Who? alright?" His voice sounded incredibly raspy with arousal and you shivered.

"Yes, Sir" you answered and immediately you felt something against your cheek.

Your mouth fell open and one of them pressed his cock against our warm tongue.

When your lips wrapped around him, you knew who it was for two reasons.

The first one was his girth, slightly different from the previous one, and the second was the deep whine that left his lips and that gained him a shove from his brother and a reprimand.

"Josh, don't give her hints. Shut up!" You heard Jake say.

Josh answer came instinctively.

"But she feels so good," he said, bucking his hips slightly into your hot mouth.

You sucked on his tip and you felt him twitch.

Suddenly, he pulled away and you gasped at the sudden loss.

But your despair was short lived because after a moment you felt one of their cocks on your lips again.

This time, whoever he was didn't waste time. He pushed in right away hitting the back of your throat and started moving frantically for a bit but stopped altogether before it was too late, with a groan shaking his chest.

He kept still in your mouth and you concentrated on the feeling of his weight on your tongue and tried the hardest not to plunge him back to the back of your throat.

"Who are you touching now?" A voice asked and its owner stepped away from you to let you speak

You were sure about that so you let a little proud smirk appear on your lips.

"Jake" you said breathless and jolted lightly when a hand wrapped around your throat and a thumb cleaned your chin from the spit that had collected there.

"Correct." Jake said before grabbing you by the hair and making you extend your neck more towards him.

"You seem so sure of yourself now. Be careful love. If you mess with fire, you are going to get burned" he whispered menacingly onto your lips before letting you go and stepping away.

After some time you felt something hot and wet graze your right cheek.

"Open" a voice ordered and you obeyed, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue

His member touched your tongue and you placed a little kiss on the tip hearing a little sigh leave his lips.

Two hands on your cheeks guided you a bit forward and you swallowed him till you gagged.

His pace was fast and sloppy and anytime your nose touched his abdomen you felt how tense he was.

He was trying not to make a sound but the more your throat squeezed around him the more he failed miserably.

Beautiful sounds were leaving his mouth.

Your jaw was starting to ache, but he felt too good and when he angled your face so he could press himself into your cheek, it was your turn to moan.

The vibrations flowed from your mouth to his cock and he pulled away swiftly before he would cum.

"Who?" He asked, completely out of breath.

"Josh" you said, almost sure.

A suck on one of your nipples was your reward.

Your lips parted in a low moan and before you knew it, two fingers filled your mouth and a simple clipped order made you shiver.

"Suck" one of them growled.

He sounded like Jake, but you didn't know.

"Whose fingers are these?" Josh asked, sounding really close to you.

"Answer me. Now" Jake ordered, this time, confusing you even more.

"Jake" you blurted out and the fingers curled into your mouth.

Someone removed your blindfold and you cursed yourself and them.

They were still side by side, and each of them had a finger inside your mouth and the exact same smirk on their faces.

"Your answer is half right and half wrong, angel" Jake said, winking.

"That means that we are going to both punish you and reward you" Josh clarified, starting to untie your wrists.

You ended up on your back again. They didn't tie your wrists back this time but they still blindfolded you, signaling to you that the game was still on.

A kiss on the inside of your knee made your body cover in goosebumps.

"Color?" Josh asked in a whisper.

"Green" you answered and jolted lightly when strong hands made you bend your legs at the knee and pressed them open.

A cool blow of air hit your heat and you whimpered, clenching around nothing.

Little kisses were placed on the inside of your thighs, inching closer to your center every second more.

And then everything stopped.

Deft fingers started playing with your breasts, squeezing them and torturing your nipples with pinches and licks.

You arched your back and almost screamed when you felt a warm tongue lick between your folds.

You gripped the sheets and let yourself relax in their hold, unable to stop the moans from escaping your parted lips.

The one that was between your legs pressed your legs against your chest with strong hands behind your thighs.

You couldn't think straight anymore, so you didn't know who he was.

His hot tongue kept licking at your bundle of nerves and your head was starting to spin.

When two fingers pressed swiftly inside of you, one of your hands involuntarily reached forwards and grasped a shoulder.

Your nails dug into soft skin and a hiss sounded in the room.

In a second your hands were behind your head, held by strong ones and the tongue and fingers between your legs were removed completely, leaving yet another orgasm to fade away from your grasp.

A gloomy chuckle sounded in the room.

"Careful, doll. If you don't behave, you are going to end up not getting what you so desperately want" Jake whispered on your lips.

You had to restrain yourself from rising up and kissing him and you gritted your teeth.

"Who was tasting your perfect cunt, angel?" He asked and the wheels in your brain started to turn quickly.

Suddenly you were conscious of everything going on around you, and a light went on in your brain.

The hands that were holding your wrists still were a little roughed than the ones that had pressed your legs open. Calloused fingers were wrapped around your skin. And if Jake was holding your wrists, he matter-of-factly couldn't be the one between your legs.

"Josh" you answered.

"Are you sure?" Josh asked.

"Yes, Sir" You whispered.

Immediately, they wretched away the blindfold and you gasped seeing that, in fact, Josh was in front of you, with the bottom part of his face covered in your arousal and a proud grin on his lips.

You felt someone move behind your head and you watched mesmerized as Jake positioned himself right behind you, sitting on his haunches. His thighs were parted and on either side of your face.

Wherever you turned your face you could press your lips to his strong muscles.

In this position he was successfully blocking your hands underneath him, with the advantage that he had his hands free and could roam your body.

As your eyes met his, he winked and started to stroke himself, mere inches from your face.

You were sure they were going to be the death of you.

He moaned, holding your gaze and you licked your lips at the sight of his face contracted in pleasure.

While you were lost in his brother's eyes, Josh unexpectedly licked between your folds and started eating you out like a starved man, sucking and nibbling at your cunt and making you gradually lose your mind.

Josh’s tongue pressed into you and you arched your back turning your face and unconsciously biting into Jake’s thigh.

Jake gasped and placed a strong hand on your head to keep your face turned.

Then he started thrusting his hard cock against your cheek, keeping it down with a thumb and moaning at the feeling of your soft skin against him.

It was an act so degrading but yet so hot that you knew you would dream about it forever.

Soon his precum started dripping down your throat and coating your cheek, making his movements easier and even more pleasurable.

The sounds leaving his lips were heavenly and varied from low groans to soft high-pitched whimpers.

After a while, Josh stopped eating you out and decided to torture you further pressing his cock directly between your folds, lifting your hips and maling it glide against you rapidly.

You tried to counter his thrusts and hope he would take pity in you and finally enter you, but he didn't relent.

Suddenly, with a fucked-out low moan, Jake came and you felt ropes of his hot cum drip down your throat and on your chest.

He kept moving frantically and a few drops landed on your lips so you quickly licked them away, maintaining eye contact with Josh and soon his body stilled and he came all over your tummy.

You didn't reach your climax but the sight of them falling apart because of you was more than enough.

You were too exhausted to even be mad at them.

You shivered as Jake’s lips skimmed across your cheek, collecting a few drops of his cum and then crashed against yours, making you taste him again.

Josh winked at you and lowered his face towards your tummy. He made sure you were still watching him before making a show, sticking his tongue out and licking away his cum that had pooled in your belly button.

Then they both collapsed on either side of you, panting like they had just run a marathon.

Before you knew it, you were drifting off in a peaceful sleep.

You woke up to someone wiping a warm washcloth over your face, neck and abdomen and you shivered.

You slowly opened your eyes and you saw that Jake was the one in front of you, diligently cleaning you and Josh was pressed to your side, nose buried into your hair and sleepy eyes sparkling at you.

"Hey, baby. How do you feel?" He crooned into your ear, his voice deep and tired.

"I'm OK, Just tired. How much have I been asleep?" you whispered back, reveling in the warmth of his body.

"About an hour." Jake said after discarding the washcloth on the floor and lying on the bed on your other side.

You felt so cozy with both their bodies enveloping you in a soft embrace.

You were almost ready to fall back asleep when suddenly Josh’s soft lips connected with the skin between your shoulder blades.

At first it was an innocent gesture, but the more his lips stayed there and pampered your skin with kisses, the more restless you became.

Sleep slowly left your body, only to be replaced with an unbridled desire.

Jake saw the change in your eyes and chuckled, stroking your cheek and caressing your bottom lip with his thumb.

He bent his head to steal a kiss from your lips and them moved again to face you.

"May I ask you something?" The boy in front of you asked, looking angelic in the low light of the room. Josh, behind you, stopped kissing your back and lay his head back on your pillow, listening.

You nodded and blushed as his gaze drifted back to your lips.

"I want you to be completely honest with me" Jake added, serious.

You nodded again, a little worried, and he came closer.

"Have you ever thought about having us both at the same time?" He whispered, seeming genuinely curious.

You pondered for a second but, in the end, opted for giving him a truthful answer.

Because yes, of course you had.

"When I dated you both separately no," you began "but tonight, fuck, tonight I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since the moment I saw you two side by side in that damn kitchen." The confession caused your voice to lower to a whisper, but they both heard you very clearly.

In a second their lips were on you, Jake was kissing your lips and Josh was nibbling at the back of your neck.

"You have been such a good girl for us tonight, love" Jake said on your lips before delving right back in and stealing your breath away

"Now it's time for the real reward" Josh said, interrupting your kiss with Jake and turning your face to kiss you.

They took turns at kissing you while their hands roamed your body, pressing, stroking and spoiling every inch of skin.

Jake’s fingers reached between your legs and started pleasuring you, torturously slow.

"Fuck" you whimpered as his deft fingers played you like his beloved guitar.

Josh’s fingers teased your nipples again, while he kissed up and down your spine.

They were hard again, hot and ready against your flushed body.

You couldn't wait to feel them inside.

Jake held eye contact with you and spoke. His hand stilled between your legs.

"Angel, what did you mean when you told us you have been thinking about having us both at the same time? You intended that you wanted us to take turns… or you thought about us fucking you at the same time?" Jake asked curiously.

You blushed furiously and hid your face into your hands.

But they were having none of it.

They convinced you to stop hiding yourself and lower your hands.

"Tell us angel, we are going to take good care of you" Josh whispered into your hear from behind.

You took a deep breath and prepared to answer, confessing them what you had though about.

"I-I imagined you fucking me at the same time." Your whisper was so low you were surprised they even heard you.

All of a sudden you felt a finger press delicately against your backside, circling your back entrance.

You gasped and your body jolted at the unexpected sensation, making you blush to the tip of your toes.

"Sorry baby. I should have asked you what you thought about that first" Josh apologised, stroking your hip gently.

"What is your color? Are you sure you really want to do this?" He asked you then.

You grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on your ass again before answering his question.

"Green. My color is green, I need you, both of you, please, stop edging me" you whined desperately.

Josh finger pressed with more intent against your forbidden spot and yet again you jolted forward.

"Has anybody ever-?" He started to ask but before he could finish you shook your head no, squeezing your eyes shut to avoid Jake’s piercing gaze in front of you and leaning your head forward on his shoulder.

"Hey love," Jake cooed into your ear. "There is absolutely no need to be embarrassed. The only thing that matters is that if you really want to do this, we are going to take good care of you, I promise" Jake whispered, stroking your messy hair.

"Are you sure you want me to touch you here?" Josh asked caressing your hole again with barely-there pressure.

You moaned lightly at the feeling of his fingers there and he repeated the motion, again and again.

"Yes, Sir" you whined and they laughed.

"Such a good girl. But now you can call us by our names, doll. Oh and you can touch us as much as you want." Jake whispered onto your lips before giving them a quick peck.

As soon as he said that your hands gripped his shoulders and you begged again.

"Please, touch me"

They both obeyed diligently.

Jake’s fingers resumed their activity on your pussy, kneading the flesh there and spreading your wetness all over you.

Josh’s mouth started kissing down your spine, progressively lowering himself behind you. When he reached your lower back, he kissed your dimples and placed his hands on your ass cheeks, giving one a playful bite.

Then he moved lower.

You felt your hole twitch when Josh blew gently on you.

Jake was observing you with an adoring smile and he groaned when your eyes fluttered closed and your lips parted in a low whimper the moment Josh's tongue made contact with your tight hole.

Your eyes fluttered closed and you started breathing heavily. The sensation was already overwhelming you.

You felt a hand caress from your hip to your knee and your eyes fluttered open to see Jake lifting your leg up, dragging your knee up to his hip successfully spreading you for his brother.

This time, when Josh licked at you, the pressure he applied increased and made your mouth fall open

At the same time, Jake plunged his fingers inside your pussy and you moaned loudly.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" Josh asked again, a little concerned.

"Please, yes" you whimpered.

He kissed your lips again as you felt Jake part from you and move around the room.

He came back a second later, handed something to his brother and then resumed his position. You turned and he immediately bit your lips, grabbing your leg and spreading you again.

His kiss deepened and you gasped and shivered as you felt something cold hit your backside.

"Sorry, baby. Now I'm going to touch you, ok?" He whispered, placing a little kiss on your shoulder.

You nodded, desperate.

When one of Josh's lubed fingers circled your back entrance, your body jolted and your legs tried to close involuntarily.

"Shh, angel, it's ok, just take deep breaths and relax" Jake whispered, his eyes boring holes in yours because of the intensity of his eye contact.

You were needy, but also incredibly scared of what was to come and your body was tense.

"Relax for us, he is going to take good care of you" he tried to comfort you.

"We are going to take good care of you, baby.

I promise, I'll go nice and slow" Josh whispered back encouragingly.

"Ok" was the only word you could muster.

Josh’s fingers started to massage your tight hole with a steady rhythm and as you relaxed every second more they kept praising you profusely.

You noticed that Josh added a few drops more of lube on his fingers and started to apply a delicate pressure.

By the time he had managed to ease a single phalanx into you you were a panting mess, needing more.

"You are doing amazing, baby" Josh crooned into your ear.

When one finger was finally buried inside of you to the last knuckle, you didn't know what to do with your hands anymore, so you started clawing at Jake’s sides.

You weren't experiencing pain, the feeling was just strange. It felt awkwardly good and utterly sinful at the same time.

As Josh started moving his finger in and out of you, your hands caressed Jake's body until you reached his lower back and grabbed his perfect ass, kissing him passionately.

Josh groaned at your tightness and quickened his pace a little.

"I need to open you up more, love, I'm going to add a finger" he explained and you nodded moaning against Jake’s mouth.

The second finger stretched you a bit more, making your face scrunch up in discomfort and your grip tighten on Jake.

"Josh slow down" He ordered his brother and tried to divert your attention from the sting.

His fingers trailed lower and he started to circle your clit with barely-there touches that had little jolts of electric pleasure run through your body.

Soon Josh had two fingers inside of you and started moving them slowly in and out, making you groan and whine against Jake’s shoulder.

An experimental curl had your back arch violently and your mouth part into a silent scream.

"Good girl" they praised you in unison.

Jakes fingers reached lower and pressed into you, making you feel so full that you moaned out loud.

They kept moving slowly; the only sounds that could be heard in the room were the lewd sounds created by your intense wetness and heavy breathing and groans from the three of you.

As Josh’s fingers finally retreated from you, you whimpered at the loss.

"She's ready" you heard Josh tell his brother and you gasped when you felt their hips inching closer to you.

They started to press their erections against you simultaneously. Jake grabbed his cock and started running the tip against your soaked slit, while Josh slotted himself between your ass cheeks, finding some much needed friction that had him tremble behind you.

They were grinding against you with the same rhythm and you felt your head starting to spin.

"I'm going to push inside, love. Don't hesitate to stop me for whatever reason, alright?" Josh panted into your ear and you nodded vigorously, impatient.

You felt his soft tip circle your hole and press inside excruciatingly slow.

Your moans turned into whines quickly. His girth was considerable so you knew it would sting.

You bit your lower lip and concentrated on the pleasure Jake was providing you, on the soft feeling of his head against your engorged bundle of nerves between your legs.

Your eyes fluttered closed but your jaw was tight. Josh felt how tense your body was and stopped.

"Are you ok, baby?" He whispered and eased the pressure of his hips a little.

You just nodded but Jake made you voice your answer with a low commanding whisper.

"Answer"

"Y-yes, I'm ok" you stuttered.

He let a few more drops of lube fall on his member and started moving slowly in and out.

But you couldn't take it anymore. You needed all of him, you were tired of their edging.

"Please Josh, I need all of it" you groaned and his grip tightened around your hips.

He started pressing more of it inside of you and finally he reached the hilt.

Your head fell forward against Jake and a high drawn out moan echoed into the room at the new intense feeling you were experiencing.

Josh’s equally tense body relaxed a little and he let go of the breath that he didn't know he was holding.

Your eyes fluttered closed and one of your hands reached back and stroked Josh’s hair, tangled and damp with sweat.

Josh’s gentle fingers stroked your chin and turned your face just enough to place a sweet kiss on your lips.

While he was keeping your lips captive, his hips retreated slightly and pushed back in making you shiver.

Then he pulled almost all the way out and, keeping an excruciating eye contact, pushed back in, inch by inch, making you feel every single ridge and vein of his cock.

In that moment you almost forgot about Jake.

And he didn't like it one bit.

Suddenly a hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed, making you shudder.

Jake forcefully tugged your head back with his other hand and crashed your mouth against yours.

A loud groan left your lips as you felt Jake’s tip circle your clit again and then move downwards to your entrance.

He held your jaw still and pressed his fingers into either one of your cheeks making you keep your mouth open as he slowly pressed into your sweet pussy.

Before you knew it you had the both of them pressed to the hilt inside of you, filling up your holes utterly and completely.

Your mind was totally blank except for one thought, ringing loud and clear in your hears.

Fuck, I'm going to Hell.

But you didn't care.

The sound of their groans and moans when your walls fluttered around them were just what you needed to hear.

Those were enough for you to decide that you would happily let them drag you to the deepest and most dreadful corner of Hell.

And you knew you were going to let them do everything they wanted with you.

"Color?" Jake groaned, his voice was extremely raspy with arousal.

"Green" you whimpered and they started moving at the same time, punching out the little bit of air you still held in your lungs.

Your hands grasped Jake’s shoulder and Josh’s hip, sinking your nails into their soft skin and gaining groans from them.

Their hands were everywhere, gripping at your shoulders to keep you from moving too much up the bed because of their thrusts, on your breasts, around your throat, on your hips.

And you couldn't keep your eyes open, the pleasure was too much.

Everytime you tried to open them, you could see Jake’s beautiful face contracted in pure delight, with his eyebrows tipped up and his mouth open in a perfect o-shape, or with his teeth bared and his nose scrunched up.

Josh’s moans and groans echoed in your ears and you knew you had never heard a more beautiful song. His voice was melodic and unrestrained, dripping with pleasure and pure bliss.

They looked and sounded angelic but demonic in equal parts.

Their rhythm never faltered and they never lost the almost unreal synchrony their movements possessed.

Fuck, they really are twins, you thought.

Suddenly Jake grasped the thigh that was laying on his hip and pushed it higher, spreading you wider for himself and consequently for his brother.

They both groaned loudly, cursing at the sensation that simple gesture provided.

You felt yourself tethering closer to your long-awaited climax and you shivered.

"You got so silent, baby" Josh panted from behind you.

"What's wrong, angel? Cat got your tongue?" Jake whispered against your lips.

They angled their hips differently and picked up their pace, making your eyes roll back into your head

A scorching hot feeling you had never experienced before started to make its way inside your body and you became unable to make a single sound.

You felt them move.

Both their hands started caressing your thighs before their thumbs started rolling your clit beneath their pads, making a whine leave your lips.

"I'm- I'm going to-" you tried to say but you couldn't finish the sentence as a harsh combined thrust made you lose your footing.

Your mouth opened into a silent scream and your body tensed up as the most intense orgasm of your life hit you like a freight train launched at full speed. Your mind blacked out completely.

You felt a strange wet gush flood the bed and you heard their surprised gasps fill the room as you kept shaking, moaning both their names.

They followed quickly after you, praising you profusely for having taken them so well and filling you up, groaning and moaning your name.

Then they stilled completely, trying to catch their breath.

Jake pulled out first, grimacing as the cool hair of the room hit his flushed skin. His hands grabbed your hip and started kneading at the skin, trying to distract you from Josh pulling out of you.

The sensation that you felt when their warmth left your body made you whine missing them already.

Their seed slowly started seeping out of you, adding to your big wet mess already covering the sheets, making you shiver.

They gently helped you turn around and lay on your back and then flopped down next to you, one on either side.

The three of you stayed there for a long while, looking at the ceiling and thinking about what the hell had just happened.

After quite some time, a little giggle echoed into the room. Soon the three of you were laughing like mad.

Josh was the first one to speak.

"That was absolutely mind-blowing baby" Josh said.

"Fuck me, angel, I didn't know you could do that" Jake’s obscene words made Josh chuckle behind you.

"Me neither, baby" Josh started saying with a playful tone.

"I'd love to see that again" he continued stroking the sweaty skin of your tummy and looking down at the state of the bed with a cackle that made you cover your face, embarrassed.

"I need to see that again." Jake said before grasping your face in both his hands and crushing his mouth against yours.

After a long kiss, he broke away and looked at you with a devilish expression on his beautiful face

"What about right now?" He asked after releasing your lips and your eyes widened at the implication of what he had just said.

Josh kissed your collarbone and stood, heading to the bathroom.

You got slightly distracted by his beautiful perky ass jiggling while he walked until he spoke from the door, looking at his brother.

"Take care of her for a moment, Jakey. I'll be back in a second." He said sweetly, winking, before disappearing into the bathroom.

You heard the water of the shower turning on and you relaxed on the bed.

"Are you feeling alright, angel?" Jake asked as you turned towards him and grimaced at the feeling of wet sheets underneath you.

"I'm… I can't believe what we've done. What I have done" You said, blushing and covering your face with one hand, while gesturing towards the ruined sheets with the other.

He chuckled, grasped your hands, uncovering your face and kissed your knuckles.

"You don't have to be embarrassed by that, love. Actually, when I'll be all alone in my bed, I'm going to think about the obscenely gorgeous way in which your cunt squirted all over my cock while you let my brother fuck your ass". He whispered against your lips.

Your breath itched in your throat as his words sinked in and before you knew it, you were kissing him again, your tongue fighting with his for dominance.

His deft fingers made their way between your legs and sank between your folds.

He brought them back up before your eyes and you groaned seeing how wet they were with your mixed juices that were slowly dripping down them.

Without thinking you grasped his wrist and slowly dipped them into your mouth licking and sucking them clean.

He groaned, cursed and crushed his mouth against yours, moaning at the taste of your mixed arousal that quickly disappeared from your mouths.

You didn't know your little show had an eager audience but when the mattress dipped with someone's weight behind you, you knew Josh was back.

The smell of his usual body wash was making your head feel hazy.

You broke the kiss with Jake and turned around towards Josh.

"You smell so good" you whispered against his neck. His hair was damp and his skin flushed.

He kissed you, as if the little amount of time he had spent in the bathroom away from you was way too much for him to endure.

As your hands started to explore his body you noticed with a gasp that he was hard, again, hot and strong against your hip.

You hooked your leg around his waist and moaned when he started kissing your neck.

His lips slowly moved to your chest and you groaned as Jake grasped your hair and tugged your head back to whisper into your ear.

"I wasn't kidding about needing to see you squirt again all over us, angel. Do you think you can do it?" He growled against your bitten lips.

You gasped at his request and your eyes widened.

You weren't sure you could do that. You didn't even know you could that the first time.

You quickly voiced your concern.

"I-I don't know. I don't know if I can" you said, but as soon as you felt the head of Josh’s hard cock glide against your pussy lips, you knew you wanted to be theirs all over again.

You shivered as Jake's fingers started stroking down your spine. They made contact with your backside and you moaned his name in his brother's mouth.

Then those sinfully deft fingers disappeared altogether from you.

He groaned behind you and you felt his knuckles brush slow but rhythmically against your ass.

You knew what he was doing but you wanted to watch him.

You turned and his eyes connected with yours.

He was stroking his hard cock painfully slow, edging himself, groaning and whimpering.

He grasped your face with his other hand and kept you turned towards himself.

You saw his eyes darken when Josh pushed inside of your warm cunt and your mouth parted into a silent scream of pleasure.

His rhythm quickened and Josh started to move inside of you gentle and slow.

You watched closely as Jake opened the bottle of lube and let a considerable amount of it drip on his hand, then he grabbed himself again and started stroking himself watching you getting fucked by his brother.

You watched mesmerized as his fingers tightened every time he reached his tip.

You were almost drooling at the sight.

Josh kept kissing your neck and whispering sweet words of praise as you stared at his brother behind you.

Soon Jake’s hand stopped moving. He kept it still and started thrusting his hips in and out of his fist.

He looked extremely sexy like that, on his side, skin sweaty and flushed, with sweat dripping down his tummy into his bellybutton while fucking himself into his hand.

You started thinking that he would look even better buried deep inside of you and before you knew it one of your hands closed around his fist stopping him.

He was panting and was looking at you with the sweetest confused expression you had ever seen.

"Jake, please." You whispered and he growled as he understood what you wanted.

"Please what, angel" he asked, being the tease he had always been.

"God Jake, please, fuck me. I need you" you blurted out almost incoherently as Josh’s lips wrapped around one of your nipples.

"You want you tight little hole filled up and fucked again, don't you, pretty angel of mine?" He rasped into your ear from behind, slowly circling your back entrance with the wet tip of his cock.

"Please, Jake, yes" you whined desperately.

Before pushing inside, he let a few drops of lube fall on his fingers and slowly pushed one inside, then two.

He cursed when he saw his brother's cum leaking out of your hole, but kept stretching you for his cock.

When he knew he wouldn't hurt you, he removed his fingers, wiping them clean against the sheets and guided his member to your entrance. He pressed inside to the hilt slowly and stilled.

You kissed him and he bit your bottom lip, making you whine in his mouth.

You turned your head to kiss Josh but Jake’s hand around your throat stopped you and kept you still facing his brother.

"Open your mouth" Jake ordered and when you obliged he pushed his middle and ring finger deep into your mouth asking you to suck on them.

You obeyed, closing your eyes and reveling in both their bodies enveloping you and moving against you simultaneously.

"Color?" Josh whispered out of breath.

Jake removed his fingers from your mouth to let you speak and started sucking a mark against your shoulder.

"Fucking green, please don't stop" you whispered unable to keep your eyes open.

Jake’s fingers plunged back down your throat and you gagged on them.

"Oh angel, you like this?" Jake started teasing you whispering dirty things against your ear from behind.

"You like having all your pretty little holes filled don't you?" He went on and you felt yourself tightening around both of them.

"Keep talking" you begged them.

"I bet you feel so full right now" Josh joined his brother in making you lose your mind.

"You are gonna remember this forever, right?" He whispered again.

"You won't be able to stop thinking about us fucking you like a dirty little slut and you are going to get impossibly wet every time, angel." Jake growled into your ear pounding into you like Josh was.

"And now cum for us, baby. Soak us again" Josh commanded and you finally let go. Your orgasm hitting you straight in the face and making you shake and moan.

Your eyes started to roll back and you felt yourself squirt all over them, like the first time.

They moaned and came immediately after you filling you up again and contributing to expanding the already enormous wet patch on the sheets, when they slowly pulled out.

Nobody spoke for an indefinite amount of time.

The only sound in the room was heavy breathing.

Jake was the first one to move, heading to the bathroom to clean himself and bringing back to washcloths, tossing one to his brother and gently dragging the other onto the skin of your back and ass.

"We should take a shower, then we can snuggle under the covers and sleep." he said, sweetly.

Josh stood with a groan and observed you, sprawled out on the bed like he had never seen a more beautiful thing.

You groaned as you turned onto your back and observed them observing you.

"I think I need help standing up, boys" you confessed, chuckling.

They helped you up, giggling and escorted you onto the shower, helping you wash yourself.

Josh finished first and exited the bathroom leaving you there alone with Jake, as he helped you wash your hair, because your arms where sore from the amount of time they kept you tied on the bed.

When you were finished, you wrapped yourself into a soft towel and followed Jake back into the room.

You saw Josh enter the room with clean sheets and the three of you stopped a moment to admire the state of absolute mess the bed was in.

They kept teasing you about what had just happened, wanting to see who would make you blush more.

To keep yourself busy and avoiding their piercing gazes you started to take off the ruined sheets.

They helped you make the bed again and soon the three of you were snuggled under a light blanket.

Jake excused himself and disappeared for a while, leaving you snuggled against Josh’s warm body.

He came back a few moment later with a box and three spoons.

You thought the ice-cream was completely melted somewhere by now.

Jake saw the confused expression on your face and spoke.

"I didn't want this to melt and go to waste. So when you were blindfolded I went upstairs to put it back in the freezer. And I don't know about you two, but I feel like snacking right now." Jake said, sitting back on the bed and handing you the box and a spoon. He kept one for himself and handed the other to Josh, who was eager to taste the ice-cream again.

It seemed that they had forgotten about the main reason that had led you right into the delicate predicament the three of you found yourself in, that was, making you admit who of them was better in doing what.

As soon as that thought crossed your mind Jake turned to you with mischief in his eyes while licking away a drop of melted ice-cream from his fingers.

"So, love, who is the winner?"

You groaned at his question

"Don't tell me you need a second round to decide?" Jake whispered, and you felt Josh freezing lips on your neck.

Oh, Hell.

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quigonswife8 · 6 months

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Johnny Cage x reader: depression

You may deal with depression but at least you have John to help you get through it

[gif creds: @mortal-kombat-1]

Warnings: depression.

Here for you if you ever need to talk, you're not alone❤️

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John Carlton, better known as Johnny Cage, is your partner of four years. The two of you wed in your hometown, and have been going strong just as long. He may be famous, adored by many, but he's still the same man you married. The same man that took your heart, and has kept it ever since.

The two of you trust one-another with your lives, would do anything for one-another. The day you told him about your depression he became more protective, more loving than he already was. He had sat down with you taken your hand in his and gave you a loving speech about never leaving you; even if the thoughts would convince you otherwise.

People would be confused, however; you're married to the Johnny Cage, you have unlimited money at your expense, a lavish house and plenty of food to last a life time. Gifts and limo rides, all the best places you've visited, and everything you've ever needed, so why would there even be depression.

Well even with all of this and more that's how depression works. As hard as you try and get that same happiness from what you used to love on some, if not most days, those same things don't bring that same meaningfulness, same happiness.

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The sun slithers in through your half-opened blinds; with a soft groan you rub your eyes. They move overt to the alarm clock crooked on your side-table, and in large easy to read the numbers 10:00 am.

John, currently at work, had left a cute handwritten note on the side-table:

Hey sweets I had to get going and continue filming the movie and all that, but I left you some money for you to order in. I'll see you at home later on.

-lots of love, your movie-star❤️

Your favourite perfume sprayed on the note brings a smile, even if it's small, to your face. You hold the note to your chest and sigh softly; he's always so considerate, so sympathetic and caring. He may have a big ego, even John admits to that, but that doesn't cloud the rest of his personality.

A quick glance at the clock 10:10. it feels so early despite it already being 10 in the morning. Though this isn't a rare occurrence and if there's anyone that knows that best, it's John; maybe that's why he left you money to order in, he had probably picked up your depressive mood recently. No words had to be exchanged, as John can read body language pretty well i.e. comes with being a movie star.

"I love you John..." the note still held to your chest.

For the rest of the day you lounge around; John sends the occasional message checking up on you. He leaves pictures of himself at work too.

11:01: thinking of you sweets, I love you heaps❤️

12:05: I just remembered this nice little italian joint when you're up for it i'd love to take you honey. Imagining you all dressed up is making me flustered ;) but you could wear a trashbag and still make me flustered anyway❤️

2:05: Sorry for the late reply sweets had to re-take this scene more times than I could count, but I’ll be home soon. I know that you’re not really doing well so I’m gonna finish wrapping up and I’ll be home.

All these messages and more bring a purpose to your life, that he always brings. No matter how down you feel Johnny always knows how to make you a little better, be it with compliments, cuddles, kisses, etc; he's your light in the dark, truly.

You run a hand over your face, the depression seeming to kick in bad. It's almost as if your mood did a full 180 when you already woke up feeling bad.

You doze off a few times before John returns to you, your love returns.

[3:05 pm]

A familiar door opening followed by the sweet sound of your husbands voice brings you out of the book you're ready. Placing it down on the bed your feet carry you downstairs to John, and John lights up seeing his beloved.

"Come here honey..."- his arms outstretched to hug you. You close the gap and wrap your arms around him in a kind of needy way, to which John happily obliges by tightening his arms around you.

"I'm so happy to be home..."

"And i'm happy you're home baby."

John rubs your back, and then pulls out of the hug. His right hand moving underneath your chin to tilt it up towards him; his eyes have softened, they only focus on you and nothing else. He missed giving you attention and you missed receiving it even if he was only gone for the day.

"You're so perfect, I swear I fall more in love with everytime I see you."- a soft chuckle following, though that smile he wears doesn't falter. "...look at you making this movie-star melt."

You giggle and look down, and John laughs softly.

"God you're adorable..."- and he leans down and kisses your cheek. "...now time to go lay down sweets.” without a second thought John scoops you up in his arms and carries you up to the room: he still has some movie makeup left on his face yet regardless he still looks perfect.

The thoughts make you wonder how he could even be with you, but your heart wins and you only melt more knowing he chose you.

John lays you down on the bed, adjusting the pillows and blanket. Then he crawls under the blanket and with one swift movement has wrapped you up in his arms once more, your head pressed against his chest.

He presses a soft kiss to your head and creates more room to be more comfortable while keeping you close; so close you can hear his heartbeat. It's calming.

"So...how have you been sweets? Im so sorry that you’re going through this…it’s bad, huh.” you love how well he can read you. You sigh and start:

"Yeah I haven't been great John. My...depression has been bad, i've been trying to manage it but it only gets worse. I barely left the bed today I know I should have but I...I just couldn't..."

John's heart breaks even more, and he tightens his hold but not uncomfortably. "Oh honey I'm so sorry." and he presses another kiss to your head, it's so...sweet and so calming. "...I may not be going through what you're going through but that doesn't mean you're not, and I'm so sorry you have to deal with this shitty thing."

John sighs softly and closes his eyes. "...but like I always say i'm here for you no matter what and you know what? I'm gonna take a week off work to be here with you-"

"But John-"

"No buts." he hushes you softly. "...the movie can wait, your health and wellbeing is more important. That’s why I wrapped up early to be here for you. So how about we spend the week just lounging around watching cheesy movies in our pajamas.”

Oh you love this man.

"Really?"

He squeezes your hand and smiles, those pearly whites on display.

"Really sweetheart. God if the movie has to be stopped altogether I could care less, because you're my world sweets, and you mean more than some fake movie. So I'm gonna pamper you and show you all the love and attention sweetheart." and he pulls you closer and presses yet another kiss to your head. "...because you deserve it all, and more. My angel."

Shifting your body, you smile. You smile and press a kiss to his cheek which makes him blush a little, and then you put a hand on his cheek, and keep it there. The love in both of your eyes are so evident.

"I love you, so much."

You settle back into his arms and John keeps you close to his chest, to his heart. Your breathing evens out and you find yourself drifting off in his loving embrace; before that happens he whispers an I love you, then, you're out.

John looks down at you so lovingly, and he pulls the blankets up, resting his head on the pillow being careful not to wake you.

He takes another look at you, another "I love you." falling from his lips, then like you John is out. The two of you asleep in one-another's arms, almost like you're the only two people left in this world and nothing else matters.

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corrodedseraphine · 1 year

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angel's touch | one shot

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

fic based on the request from @mylovelycrazyworld, thank you dear I really hope you won't be dissapointed!

request: I wanted to request an Eddie x fem reader fic, like the reader's love language is touch and words of affirmation and eddie is still a bit new to it, kinda have a small fight cause of miscommunication but eddie realizes that he needs to make it up to her with something very special (you choose what cause i trust you 100%) and a fluffy ending please 🥹 angst/fluff, established relationship

TW: mentions of near-death experience in the Upside Down, blood, pain

3 932 words

the one shot is also avaliable on ao3

It is my frist request ever, so you can only imagine how happy I felt when I got it, damn 😭 When it comes to the song... I wrote it myself, so it is okay if you don't like it, you can always pretend it is any other song you like!

eddie munson masterlist | general masterlist

"Don't...let go." he choked out feeling that these were his last breaths. You were lying on the cold ground holding him in your arms after he decided to become monster bait. The words were coming out of his mouth accompanied by blood, you had to do something to keep him from bleeding out.

"I won't let go baby, never," you said. "And I'm sorry..."

"For w-what?"

"Dustin, help me." You said, tearing the sleeves off your shirt. "Bring a sheet from the trailer." The boy wordlessly ran to where you ordered. "I am so sorry baby, but I have to. I am so sorry." You started making makeshift tourniquets out of the material you had. You pressed a large piece of sheet to the larger wound on his abdomen, pressing down with all your strength. The pain that spread throughout Eddie's body was unimaginable. His screams and begging you to stop spread throughout the area, but he did not have the strength to defend himself. Dustin watched it all with horror. Tears flowed from your eyes as you kept saying how sorry you were, that you didn't want to hurt him but that you had to, that you saw no other way out, that he had to hold on until the others would return and they could help you pull him to the other side.

"P-please... stop," those were his last words before losing consciousness.

"Steve! Steve Faster!" shouted Dustin seeing them running from afar.

The following events passed by at a rapid pace. As soon as you got on the good side of the trailer you immediately sped off toward the hospital where you spent almost every day for the next few weeks.

You didn't leave Eddie's side for a second, constantly holding his hand and telling him how much you loved him and how important he was to you. It was only the beginning of your relationship when all the chaos happened. Time flew by and the wounds on his body slowly began to heal and no longer hurt as much as they did. He joked that he would rather go back to the Upside Down than return to the hell known as Hawkins High, but the two of you agreed that on the first day you would wait for him outside the building, and that's exactly what happened. Filled with anxiety and nervousness, he was approaching the entrance when he heard your voice.

"Eddie, baby!" you shouted running toward him, then hugged and kissed him on his healthy cheek. Feeling your touch he stiffened sensing even more stress. When he looked around he saw that everyone was watching you. Feeling the panic rising in him he moved away. "Are you okay?" you asked seeing his reaction.

"Yes, just wounds... y'know sometimes they still hurt." he lied.

"Sorry..." you said grabbing his hand. "Ready to go back?" you asked wanting to change the subject.

"No." He sighed.

"It'll be fine, let's go." As you proudly stepped through the hallway holding your boyfriend's hand, Eddie felt the stares of others burn new holes in his body. In the past, it wouldn't have bothered him. He used to do everything to be the center of attention himself, but now he dreamed of getting away from that place as soon as possible and never coming back. He only lasted two lessons that day. The second was with difficulty when he sat behind the cheerleaders who gossiped too loudly about him.

"Did you see the wound on his face?" asked one.

"They say he has them all over his body..."

"Gross. I don't know how y/n can stand it. I bet when he fucks her it's only in the dark."

"Maybe he has scars there too?" the blonde smirked.

"Poor y/n...I don't know what she sees in that freak. I was already shocked from the start, and now after coming back? She still looks in love, did you see the way she looks at him? She snuggles up to him every minute, if she could she wouldn't let him out of her arms."

"Maybe he's giving her some kind of drugs, some strange love potion, or has actually made a pact with Satan. Who knows."

"Jessie, stop watching movies, because you're seriously out of your mind..."

"I heard that Marcus wants to try to ask her out and get her away from the freak and his scars. What do you think she'll agree?"

"Marcus is a definite hottie. Who wouldn't agree?"

That was an overkill. Hearing what they were saying his heart was beating faster and faster and getting more and more breathless. He struggled to hold on until the bell rang, and when it finally sounded he was the first to run out of the classroom, where you were waiting for him right by the door. You greeted him with a broad smile but he could not reciprocate it. Immediately recognizing that something was wrong you asked what happened but he didn't want to tell you. All he did was to say that he felt sick and had to go home as soon as possible. You offered to go with him right away but the "no" from his mouth came out too quickly and aggressively. Shocked, you agreed thinking that he simply needed some time alone to rest. When he returned home what was happening to him could not be called rest.

He was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling and trying to deal with the thoughts that were coming into his head. It was a real storm. Eddie never had anyone who wanted to hold his hand in public places. He never had anyone who dropped everything just to hug him. No one was ever happy to see him, no one was ever brave enough to give him pet names and kiss his cheek in front of other people. Later he met Dustin and Mike, who introduced him to you. Something instantly sparked between the two of you, and at the very beginning he himself did not want to let you out of his arms for a second. Eddie who constantly called you his princess, Eddie who every now and then did everything to be as close as possible to you and steal a little kiss from you, Eddie who during lunch wouldn't let you sit on the bench saying that your place was unquestionably on his knee... Eddie who didn't expect you to start doing the same towards him. He was used to being the only person in any relationship who makes an effort. For him it was normal, he gives all of himself and the other person only takes, so when you, in addition to taking, began to give him love and affection he did not know how to behave. It was new to him and in a way frightening. But after all, this is how a normal, happy relationship should be, right? When it's both sides making an effort, not just one. So what was wrong with him? Why did sometimes your affecionate touch burned him? Why was it that sometimes when you touched his abdomen he felt that piercing pain again like that time in the Upside Down when you tried to somehow stop his bleeding?

The next day at school passed similarly, during breaks you didn't leave his side still holding his hand, and when it came time for the first lunch after his return you took your standard place on his lap wrapping your arms around his neck, placing small kisses on his face from time to time. The eyes of the entire cafeteria were once again on you, people whispered to each other without taking their eyes off. Eddie felt that he was about to choke, with all his might he tried to act normal, but he couldn't, he felt too overwhelmed, so he was relieved when Robin called out to you from the other end of the cafeteria.

"I'll go to her, okay?" you asked.

"Sure." he replied forcing himself to smile.

"Are you sure, you okay?"

"Yeah." he shrugged his shoulders.

"See you later, baby. I love you." You kissed him on the cheek and walked away.

"I think I'm about to puke." Gareth laughed. "See you later, baby. I love you." he began to tease you in a high-pitched tone. He always did, the whole Hellfire always laughed at you, but never in a bad way. The truth was that everyone was rooting for your relationship, and the teasing was purely friendly. The former Eddie laughed it off pointing out to them that they were pathetic jealous people but now he didn't respond with anything.

For the rest of the day he was quiet, far too quiet and despite the fact that you tried to talk to him he would not explain anything. You spent the whole day wondering what was going on and worried that it might be related to the Upside Down. What if Vecna still had access to Eddie's mind and was trying to mess with his head? Unable to sit still, you quickly headed toward Forest Hill Trailer Park. There you found Eddie sitting on the steps looking at the evening sky.

"What are you doing here?" he asked surprised when you approached him.

"We need to talk Eddie, I need to know what's going on with you, is it Henry? Do you still feel his presence? Do you have visions?" the worry was painfully evident on your face.

"I'm fine." he muttered focusing his gaze on the ground.

"No you are not Eddie, stop lying to me!" your nerves were slowly taking over you. You would do anything to help him, so why didn't he want to let you?

"It's just... too much!" he shouted hearing your nervous tone. "Too fucking much! You are... You are suffocating me y/n..." That was the moment he cracked. "You're always too close, you don't leave me an inch, I- I don't know!"

"But... you asked me not to let you go." you were in shock, the fact that you were the reason for his upset was breaking your heart. Tears streamed into your eyes, you couldn't believe that all along you had been living in the belief that your behavior was a sign of the love you felt for him and not something to overwhelm him.

"Sometimes it feels like I can't breathe, sometimes when you touch me I feel the same damn pain as the other night when..."

"Do you think I wanted to hurt you? Eddie you were bleeding out! I had to do anything to save you!"

"People keep staring at us, laughing at us, talking shit about us!"

"And since when do you care what a bunch of assholes from school think? You never cared!"

"I know and I am sorry okay? I am trying to be normal I am really trying, but I can't!" his voice slowly began to break too.

"I'm sorry Eddie, I'm sorry for every moment I made you feel bad..." You felt like taking him in your arms and kissing away all the pain he was feeling, just like you did before, but this time you couldn't. It hurt you even more.

"I just needs some time... some space." He said more calmly. "Can we do this?" he grabbed your hand.

"Of course we can." You whispered squeezing his a little tighter. That must have been enough. "See you at school, Eddie. I love you." No matter how much difficulty it took you, you had to adjust. You couldn't stand any more moments where you had to make him uncomfortable.

"I love you too..." he replied feeling the weight fall from his shoulders.

The next few days were a huge challenge for you. You put all your strength into keeping your showing of affection to a minimum. Now if you hugged, held hands or anything else, it was always Eddie who took the initiative. Terrified of starting to overwhelm him again, you stopped taking the first steps. And Eddie? did not feel good about it at all. And he hated himself even more. You were no longer waiting for him before entering the school, and your pleased voice at the sight of him was not the first thing he heard. Walking down the school corridor without holding your hand, he felt even more lost than before. Eating lunch you sat on the bench next to him, not feeling your weight on his lap he nervously shook his leg under the table feeling cold. When the two of you met for movie marathons you took a seat on the opposite side of the couch. When you were going somewhere together and he was driving your hand didn't play with his hair or gently stroked his neck as you used to always do. All pet names disappeared and only Eddie remained. Only Eddie who lost the only warmth in his life at his very request. After all, he was the one who wanted it, he himself asked you to give him space, so you respected it.

One day when you decided to have lunch with Robin he noticed Marcus walking towards you. He knew well why he was going, he knew well what was about to happen. He watched with a tightened throat as you smiled the whole time while talking. Unfortunately, it was too noisy in the cafeteria to hear exactly what you were saying and lip reading was never something he was good at. Your conversation lasted less than two minutes, when Marcus walked away from your table you stood up and moved straight towards Eddie asking him to talk. With a pounding heart he motioned for you to follow him into the hallway, where he found silence between you.

"So this is how it ends, huh?" he asked sadly feeling his heart breaking.

"What are you talking about?" you asked surprised.

"I saw you talking to Marcus, he asked you out... Listen, I really want you to be happy, I know I'm not good enough-"

"Jesus Eddie!" you exclaimed. "How could you even think I said yes?"

"Because he looks much better than me? He is better!"

"Maybe Marcus looks good, but he will never be as handsome to me as you are Eddie." You walked closer to him. "With or without scars, you're the only one I can see." You raised your hand wanting to stroke his cheek but halfway stopped yourself by withdrawing your hand. Seeing this, Eddie felt like crying, he wanted to take back all the words from that night. He needed your closeness again, he needed your warmth, he needed you. "I know there have been some misunderstandings between us lately..." you continued. "But I still love you and I have no intention of stopping. That's why I want to do everything I can to make you feel happy again."

"I love you too." he replied quickly taking you in his arms. Surprised by this gesture, you reciprocated the embrace with pleasure enjoying the momentum of intimacy that had been scarce between you lately.

"Have fun at the rehearsal with the guys okay?" you said pulling away from him with a slight smile.

"I will." he replied reciprocating the smile. "Can I call you when we're done?"

"I'll be waiting."

When you went back to the cafeteria, you returned to your seat next to Robin, causing him to be overwhelmed by feelings of longing again.

After classes, he and the boys drove to Gareth's house to practice before the show after the long break they'd had. Eddie could not get into the rhythm at all, constantly messing up the chords he had enough after the first twenty minutes. Resigned, he put the guitar aside and sat down on the old couch that Gareth kept in the garage.

"Are you going to tell us what's going on?" asked Jeff crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'd like to know myself." he replied irritably. "I don't understand anything anymore, I don't understand myself."

"Dude, something really must have happened, the distance between you and y/n hurts." Gareth sat down next to him handing him a beer. "We are your friends, we want to help."

Convinced by his friend's words, he told them everything he felt when from the day he returned to school, about hearing what the cheerleaders said, about your first little argument and today's conversation after Marcus asked you out. "I just don't understand it. First I couldn't stand her closeness and now it's the only thing I really need. Every time she showed me in any way that she cared about me I couldn't get rid of that voice in my head that kept telling me I didn't deserve it." He sighed grabbing a small cushion and hid his face in it.

"I think we just found your problem." Jeff commented.

"What?"

"First of all, y/n is the first girl in all of God's world who proudly showed you and everyone around her how much she loves you," he said.

"And you guys kept making fun of it," Eddie answered.

"Just because we laughed doesn't mean it was wrong! Dude, you don't even know how much I would give to find someone who would look at me the way she looks at you." commented Simon.

"Maybe at first you actually felt overwhelmed, but then I think it was more about that voice in your head." Jeff concluded.

"Yeah, a girl can be the best kisser in the whole world but if my brain sabotaged it all every time by telling me that I don't deserve it then I would go mental." Simon added.

"Remember this moment you old asshole, because I won't repeat it again." Gareth got up from the couch and faced his friend. "You, Eddie Munson, are my friend and you deserve love. You damn well deserve it. So accept it because this girl is capable of giving you the most genuine love that exists." Gareth was right, you weren't the problem, as he thought at first. Feeling his remorse eating away at him, he knew he had to make it up to you somehow.

"What can I do for her?" he asked aloud more to himself than to the others.

"It's actually very simple. Do something that you always do best, write your girl a song." said Simon throwing a pen at him.

Quite a crowd gathered for the first Corroded Coffin concert after the break. Most came here out of curiosity to see if all the rumors about Eddie's appearance were true. For the first time in his life he felt like running away from there. He felt his nerves tying a knot in his stomach and his legs refusing to obey him to go out on stage.

"Come on dude, you've got this." Gareth said putting his arm around him. We will owe this stage as always."

Munson took a deep breath and, along with the rest of the band, walked onto the stage. They were greeted by loud applause and cheers from you and your friends. The first song didn't go too well, as stress seemed to win over Eddie and his shaky fingers had trouble hitting the right strings, but the more he played the more at ease he felt. You sat in the front row and looked at him with a smile on your lips. It was obvious how proud you were of him. Focusing his eyes only on you, he began to calm down until he finally managed to feel like he was in his own element again. When it came time for the last song, instead of immediately starting to play on, he approached the microphone.

"The last song is brand new. It's dedicated to the most important person in my life. For my angel who is now sitting right in front of me." He pointed his finger at you, and you could feel yourself blushing in shock. The initial quiet sounds of the guitar echoed around the room and after a while Eddie's voice joined in.

Have you ever wondered How does it feel When you meet an angel? Your soul lost in the purgatory Wandering without purpose

And then you see her Not knowing why she chose you She takes you in her arms And the devil on your shoulder is screaming to your ear That you don't deserve it

Her touch can heal your wounds With bare hands she can fight death She will snach you out of Grim Reaper's claws Your broken and shattered sould is on fire You feel lost and you don't know what to do Ange's touch burns Angels touch can bring you back to life

Have you ever wondered How does it feel when an angel loves you? You hear all the demons whispering That it's not right

And then she kisses you Not knowing why she chose you Her lips are drinking the sadness away from yours And now you know She is the only one you need

You can be a fool You can be a coward You can feel not worthy anything But when you feel her love you can't resist Lost in the chaos without a map You can only hope that your angel will take your hand and together you will find a way out

You don't know when tears began to fly down your cheeks. When the song came to an end you quickly got up from your seat and ran towards him, unable to stand it you threw yourself straight into his arms.

"I'm sorry I had to." you muttered into his neck.

"It's okay baby, I am sorry too." he replied while squeezing you even tighter. "I missed it so fucking much."

"Me too, baby."

"Can we go back to this? I'm sorry for everything, I thought it was your fault but the problem was in my head. Every time you were showing me your feelings I kept thinking you didn't deserve it."

"Eddie, you deserve the best I want you to know that. I want you to always remember how much I love you, I want you to always feel that."

"Will we figure this out? Together?" he asked uncertainly.

"Together." You replied pulling him to you and kissing him. Feeling his taste after so long and his soft lips on yours, you found it too hard to pull away.

"Disgusting!" Gareth shouted, throwing a drumstick at Eddie.

"Shut up, you jealous asshole." this time Eddie laughed and showed his middle finger. "You are my angel..." he whispered. "And I love you."

"And I love you, my silly little lost soul." you laughed.

In every relationship sooner or later problems arise, now you knew that no matter how hard they can be you and Eddie would fight for your love as a team.

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yulin-pop · 2 years

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⤷ ✧ Jamil Viper with a crush

Gender neutral

- order 51 | Headcanons | Jamil

⇥ Azul Ashengrotto • Kalim Al Asim ⇤

I’d say he’s pretty self aware. He thought you were just weird at first. You’re the only one that’s ever gave him this type of feeling.

He couldn’t describe it but it wasn’t bad. But because it was so foreign, he thought it was weird. He has a little understanding of love. He’s always had other priorities after all.

He probably has a sad definition of love like “Love changes people, in a good way or a bad way. It depends on the person it is.”

Okay but, he wants all your attention. He won’t do anything bold but he will be noticeably more charming and smart around you.

Probably a bit more humorous and just trying to get your attention. If anybody interrupts, he’ll either just back away for the time being or glare at them.

Maybe if he was really desperate he would use Snake Whisper and tell them to go away. But yeah.

But if it was Kalim out of all people, he’s gonna go insane.

“Kalim, we need to get going now.”

“Wait, Jamil! Get going to where?! Don’t tug me so hard—“

He’d rather leave than watch you two interact. With the context of chapter 4, it’s understandable. Kalim has some charm of his own so he’s careful.

Maybe eventually the topic of crushes would come along and Jamil would be put in the spot.

“Ah, nobody in particular has caught my eye.”

Though his body language and his facial expression says it all. Nobody calls him out on it but I’d say it’s pretty obvious.

He’s slightly flirty, he says a bunch of things that could be left up for debate.

If you compliment him on anything, he’s gonna melt. Scarabia heat doesn’t have him sweating as much as when you call him talented.

He puts his hood up despite sweating so much to hide his obvious joy from being praised by you.

He has a very wild imagination. He might be casually talking to you and get some thoughts in his head telling him to make a move.

Kiss them.

Why am I thinking this…?

Maybe sometimes he gives in and asks if you wanna hang out. But that’s normal friend stuff, for the most part.

He might not know how to please you. So he pats your head. It’s a pretty friendly gesture and most people do it. But when the tables turn— he’s just huh.

He doesn’t understand why he loves it so much when you do something like that. It’s always completely unexpected.

Love is a complicated thing. But not as confusing as he thought it would be.