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Forever and Always

So first I owe an apology to @autumntheblogger who requested a sequel to Our Family. It has taken me a while to write this and be happy with it. But it is finally here and I really hope it was worth the wait.

I recommend reading Our Family first, which is linked below but you don't have to.

Warnings: None. Just good old fluff.

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Our Family

You smiled softly as Rafael whined low in his throat as you slowly moved out from under his arm that was wrapped tightly around your waist. You wiggled out of bed looking back at him as you sat up, his forehead was wrinkled as he reached out to you in his sleep. You huffed out a laugh putting your pillow in his reach before leaning over and pressing a kiss to the furrow in his eyebrows. It was a similar event every time you got up before him, it was rather adorable, although a little bit amusing at the same time.

You swapped your shirt for the one of his that was sitting at the end of the bed as always before you padded down the hallway, checking in on Noah before continuing to the kitchen. Rafael had had a long night, a difficulty in a case causing him to stay later than he normally did these days, so you wanted to cook him a nice breakfast before he had to head into the office.

You were half way through cooking waffles and some egg and bacon when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist and lips on the back on your neck before Rafael buried his head in the crook of your neck.

“You could have slept a little longer babe,” you whispered.

“Hmm, I could have, but you weren’t there,” Rafael whispered pressing kisses up and down your neck. “There is no point sleeping in if you aren’t with you.”

“Sook,” you teased.

“You are so mean to me, Carino,” Rafael whined, you could feel him pouting. “Don’t make me tell Liv on you.”

“Ooh, bringing out the big guns huh?” you asked lightly running your fingers along his forearm. “You know she would be on my side right?”

“Fine, I’ll tell Finn,”

“Also on my side,” you turned your head enough to kiss him on the temple before you pulled out of his arms to plate up the rest of the food. “Could you get our son?”

“I can go get our son,” Rafael grinned sneaking in one last kiss before going to get Noah. It didn’t matter how much time had passed since you had told him that Noah was his son as much as he was yours, he would always get so happy to refer to Noah as “his” or “our” son. You shook your head a little as you brought the plates to the table, being sure to grab Noah’s sippy cup with his juice and Rafael’s cup of coffee. You could hear him coming back down the hall, humming softly to Noah.

“So, what is the plan today?” he asked, getting Noah settled.

“Hm, gotta drop Noah off at day care, then I have a meeting with a client that’s probably going to take all day,” you sighed, already feeling the headache that this day will induce.

“Wait, is this that guy that keeps changing his mind?” Rafael asked raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, after we agree, he calls and then says he doesn’t want it that way anymore, it is doing my head in,”

“Next time he tries, tell him your boyfriend is a lawyer,” Rafael grinned. “A verbal agreement is a legally binding contract.”

“Mhm, my boss will love it if I subtly imply that I will sue one of our top paying clients,” you roll your eyes.

“Well, the option is there,” he placed a kiss on your forehead as he stood up. “Thanks for breakfast I gotta get into the office.”

“Have a good day!” you were too focused on helping Noah eat to see the look on Rafael’s face. His hand went into the pocket of his pants and stayed there as he headed out the door, looking back once to the scene at the kitchen table before closing the door.

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Rafael stood outside the station one hand in his pocket fiddling with the box that he had been carrying around for months, since you had told him that he was Noah’s father. He had been standing there for a lot longer than he ever wanted to admit.

“Counsellor?” Rafael jumped at the sound of Nick’s voice behind him. “Are you going in?”

“Yes, need to speak with Liv about the new case you lot have dumped on me,” Rafael cleared his throat attempting to cover up how nervous he was.

“We haven’t given you a new case,” Nick raised his eyebrow as he followed Rafael inside. “And you’re jumpier than normal, it’s too early for you to have had enough caffeine to make you like this considering your tolerance.”

“I hate detectives,” Rafael muttered.

“You’re nervous,” it was not a question as Nick’s eyes traced the movement of Rafael’s in his pocket. “Congrats.”

“Not a word…I haven’t even told Liv yet,” Rafael pointed his finger at Nick. “And I want to ask for Liv’s blessing…and Finns.”

“My lips are sealed,” Nick promised as they entered the bull pin.

“Why is one of my detectives telling you that his lips are sealed?” Liv questioned, her eyes narrowing as she catalogued every movement Rafael made before her eyes zeroed in on his hand still in his pocket. “My office. Finn, join us.” Her tone left no room for argument.  

“Good luck,” Amanda winked as both men followed Olivia into her office. Rafael felt his heart pick up speed, he knew Liv would notice straight away, but he had not considered her tone to be that specific one, it was her Lieutenant voice. And the way Finn walked ahead of him was the same way he walked into the interrogation room.

Olivia closed the door behind the two of them before she walked around her desk, Finn taking his spot right beside her as they both stared Rafael down. It was rare for him to be on the receiving end of those looks, at the same time. He now knew how a suspect felt when Liv and Finn would team up. Rafael felt sweat start to build on his forehead as he took a deep breath.

“I am aware that the both of you already know what I want to ask,”

“Well, you aren’t very subtle Counsellor,” Finn mused. “You’re more wired than I have ever seen you.”

“Have I mentioned lately how I hate detectives?” Rafael asked trying to buy himself some more time. He had originally had it all planned out but he found himself struggling to remember everything he had practiced.

“Quit stalling Rafa,” Liv teased, which helped Rafael relax a little. “I wanna hear what you have to say.”

“I wanted to ask for your blessing to ask y/n to marry me,” Rafael forced out. “I love her with my entire heart and soul. I could not imagine my life without her. Or without Noah, the two of them have changed my life for the better. I mean I have a life now, before I wasn’t really living but y/n and Noah brought light and love to my life. They helped me to live again.”

Olivia’s lips twitched as she struggled to keep her face neutral, she didn’t want to break too early but her eyes gave away everything. They brightened with happiness with every new word that left Rafael’s mouth. She knew the two of them would be a forever thing from the moment they started seeing each other but to hear how much her sister had impacted Rafael’s life was another thing entirely, especially when she already knew how much he had impacted her life as well. Finn on the other hand had no issue with holding strong. He needed to rib the ADA a little.

“Not our permission?” Finn raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that normally what people ask for? Not blessing?”

“My carino is her own person and I don’t believe she would appreciate if I asked for someone else’s permission to marry her as if she was property,” Rafael pointed out. “But to have the blessing of her sister, who raised her and your blessing Finn, who has been such an important person in her life. That would mean a lot to me, to know that the two of you trust her heart to me.”

“Well,” Liv said her voice a little heavy and if Rafael peered a little closer he could have sworn that he saw some tears forming.

“I got questions,” Finn demanded, still not giving in but his demeanour had softened. Rafael fought so hard to not roll his eyes but Olivia did not.

“Of course you do, one would forget that I was the one who raised her,” Liv muttered.

“Alright, Finn,” Rafael sighed before squaring his shoulders. “What questions?”

“When are you planning to pop the question?”

“This Saturday, it’s the anniversary of when we met,”

“I am trying very hard to restrain myself right now,” Olivia muttered as she stood up and walked around to stand in-front of Rafael, she pulled him into a tight hug which he returned in kind. “I whole heartedly give you my blessing to marry my sister. I know you will continue to make her happy and that you will continue to be an amazing father to Noah.”

Finn kept his arms crossed as he moved to stand in-front of Rafael, his eyes narrowed. He stared Rafael down but Rafael did not waver as he held the detective’s stare. He had never wavered before and he definitely wasn’t about to start now. But the stare down didn’t last long before Finn’s tough shell broke, his lips pulling back into a smile as he threw his arms out wide.

“Well, that’s all I wanted to know,” Finn grinned. “Was just pulling your leg, there was no way I wasn’t giving you my blessing to marry Little Benson, she would have throttled me.”

“Good to know that is the main reason,” Rafael muttered shaking his head.

“I mean of course I think you’re good for her as well,” Finn shrugged. “But she’s a Benson.”

“Little unsure if I should feel complimented or insulted by what that implies,” Olivia narrowed her eyes at Finn before deciding it wasn’t worth it. “I want all the details. Now.”

“Of course you do,” Rafael had resigned himself to this the moment he bought the ring.  

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“I was thinking, this Saturday I could take little Noah for an aunty/nephew sleep over, it’s been a while,” Liv stated as the two of you were getting your nails done. It was a little earlier than normal but Liv had insisted on changing your appointments to Friday instead of the Saturday two weeks from now. And Liv had insisted on choosing your nails, and for you to choose hers. You narrowed her eyes at your sister, tilting her head to the side before you looked at the calendar on the wall and saw the date.

“He’s proposing,” you didn’t even ask, you just stated.

“…damnnit,” Liv cursed. “I really thought I could have gotten this past you.”

“You might be the detective but I was raised by you,” you shrugged. “Plus, these nails are like fancy nails. Not to mention you and Amanda taking me shopping yesterday and insisting that I try on really pretty dresses and to get the one that is almost the exact shade of Rafael’s eyes. And tomorrow is the anniversary of when we first met.”

“I now understand why Rafael always says he hates detectives,” Olivia laughed shaking her head. “I didn’t realise you had picked so much up from me.”

“Yeah well,” you just shrugged again. “You were always my hero Liv, of course I wanted to be able to do what you do. Plus you did drill into me to be observant and then Finn even started teaching me recon shit.”

“Part of me wants to offer you a job but the other part of me definitely wants you to stay as far away from police work as possible,”

“As if I would take it anyway,” you rolled your eyes. “No offense but I like my job too much and I get paid really well. Plus I don’t get shot at so.”

“Yeah, yeah alright,” Liv grinned. “So, I get Noah on Saturday, and Sunday until lunch, then his dad gets him while, you and I go out for dinner and you tell me everything.”

“Liv, I don’t think you’re going to want to know everything,” you giggled, your heart fluttering in excitement. You may have been nonchalant when you stated what this was all about but truthfully you were nervous. Even knowing what Rafael had planned you had no idea how he was going to do it.

“You are a terror,” Liv rolled her eyes.

“Little sister’s prerogative,” you shrugged. “But yes, I agree, you can have Noah up until Sunday lunch, which we will all have together, and then you and I will have a dinner in? I doubt I will be up for going out.”

The two amazing women who always did yours and Liv’s nails both giggled at that.

“I remember when my husband proposed to me,” the one doing Liv’s nails sighed. “We didn’t leave our room for days.”

“Liv showed me the dress you will be wearing,” your technician grinned. “These nails will go beautifully with it.”

Liv had chosen a golden base for your nails, that simmered gently, with a pale green swirling pattern overlaying it. The pale green was almost a perfect match for your dress and Rafael’s eyes. You smiled softly holding your left hand up in-front of you, imagining the ring that will be sitting on your ring finger tomorrow night.

“Have you seen the ring?” you asked.

“I have,” Liv nodded. “It’s gorgeous and very you. Rafael did a good job choosing it. And that is all you get from me.”

You pouted a little but knew you would rather have that as a surprise. Since you technically ruined the surprise that he was proposing to you in the first place.  

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“Come on! We want to see,” Amanda sang as she held Noah on her hip, with Oliva beside her.

You stood in-front of the mirror in Olivia’s bedroom, brushing down the front of your dress. Amanda had volunteered to help do your make-up when Liv mentioned that you had worked out what was happening tonight, and she had done an amazing job. It was a beautiful subtle look that managed to empathise your cheekbones and bring focus to your eyes. Olivia had curled your hair and pinned the sides up, so nothing obscured your face.

“Alright, alright! I swear you are more excited than I am,” you laughed walking into the lounge room, blushing at the looks on the two women’s faces. “Is it too much? Will he know that I know?”

“You look beautiful,” Liv whispered her eyes tearing up a little.

“I don’t think he will care,” Amanda smiled. “Not when he sees you. What do you think little man?”

Noah cooed clapping his hands and reaching out for you. You allowed him to latch onto one of your fingers as your stepped forward to place a soft kiss against his chubby little cheek.

“I hope you have fun with your aunties tonight,” you smiled.

“Oh, don’t you worry,” Liv wrapped an arm around your waist holding you to her side. “Manda, Noah and I will have lot’s of fun tonight.”

“Though not as much fun as you,” Amanda wiggled her eyebrows. “He’ll be here any minute.”

You giggled, holding in the small squeal that wanted to escape when a knock sounded on the door.

“Make that any second,” Liv squeezed you before going to let the man of the hour in.

“Breathe,” Amanda whispered kissing you on the cheek as Rafael walked into view and you felt your air in your lungs leave you in a rush. He was wearing your favourite suit, which thankfully complimented your dress perfectly.

“Carino,” Rafael breathed. “You take my breathe from me.”

“Well, you two need to get going,” Liv started pushing the two of you towards the door when you failed to say anything in response. You couldn’t, you found for once you had no words. This was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with and tonight was the start of the next chapter of it.

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“Rafael, this place is beautiful,” you whispered as the hostess led you to your table. Which was in a quiet corner, lit candles decorated it, and a bottle of expansive red wine was breathing next to a vase filled with peonies and lilac. Your favourite flowers.

“Tonight is a special night,” Rafael pressed a kiss to your temple as he helped you into your chair.

“The anniversary of our first date?” you asked tilting your head to the side as he poured glasses of wine.

“Exactly,” Rafael grinned, you could see the nerves that he hid behind that smile. You reached across the table and grabbed his hand squeezing it once, as a gentle smile pulled at your lips.

“You always spoil me Rafi,” you pulled your hand away to focus on the menu in-front of you. “You look especially handsome tonight. Amanda had to remind me to breathe.”

“Turn about is fair play,” Rafael teased. “Everyday I must remind myself to breathe, when I wake up with you in my arms, when you smile at me I feel the world stop.”

You felt your heart squeeze as your stomach fluttered before it stopped, contentment settling over your body as Rafael pulled a box out of his pocket.

“I was going to wait until dessert but I found I can’t,” Rafael chuckled, as he slid the box to the middle of the table. “Carino, everyday that we have been together has made my life better, happier and brighter. The day you told me you loved me I knew that I would know no better happiness, until you told me I was Noah’s father. You have given me a home, a family. I know that your love has made me a better man and I promise you that everyday I will be sure to be deserving of your love, of your heart and of our son. You are my heart, my soul and the very breathe in my lungs. I wish to wake with you in my arms every day. Carino, my love, will you marry me?”

Rafael opened the box as you tried to stop the tears that fell down your cheeks. Nestled in blue fabric was the most beautiful ring you had ever seen. It was also far from a traditional engagement ring but it showed that Rafael knew you. For you never wanted a traditional ring. It was a black band twisted around itself, with lines of silver and gold entwined along it. Three gems sat in the band, the middle one held above the others by the twisting of the band, wrapping securely by the gold and silver. It took you a moment to realise what the gems represented, and when you did your heart ached with love. They were your birthstones, Noah’s, Rafael’s and yours.

“Rafi,” you breathed holding out your left hand for Rafael, he lifted the ring from the box holding it just over your ring finger before he slowly slid it down. “Yes, always.”

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Honey, I'll Handle It

Hey everyone! This piece is another short imagine, requested by @hqkon it is the Olivia/male reader of Really Detective? . Where the reader is normally a tough badass except for when there is a spider.

Feel free to make requests, though I will warn you that my writing will be slow at the moment but I will continue everything I have in the works.

No warnings for this one.

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You didn’t even dare to blink when you heard the door to your apartment open and close. You didn’t look up when Olivia’s voice called out your name, you didn’t even think to answer her. Your eyes were fixed on the spider that was casually walking across the wall of the apartment. You could swear you heard it goading you.

“Babe, what are you doing? And why are your shoes on our couch?” Liv asked crossing her arms. “You know the rules.”

“Darling, the rules do not apply when there is a spider taunting me,” you muttered. “It came out of nowhere, and I don’t dare take my eyes off of it.”

“A spider?” Liv raised an eyebrow, noticing the creature on the wall. “That’s tiny.”

“But fearsome,” you whispered, voice nearly squeaking when the spider moved. “No, no, stay on the wall!” it had moved towards the floor.

Liv tried, she really did try to hide her amusement at her boyfriends antics but when the spider landed on the floor and started crawling towards the couch and you yelled, yes yelled, you refuse to admit to yelping and somehow managed to leap towards the kitchen counter in a very impressive display of athleticism she lost control. You glared at her. And she finally noticed the tightness around your eyes, and the way you watched the spider, it was the same way you would watch a suspect with a loaded gun.

“You could help instead of laughing at me, you know,” you pouted. “Like getting bug spray while I keep an eye on it’s location.”

“I didn’t know you were afraid of spiders,” Liv said walking into the kitchen to grab the can of spray. She saw your back tensing and wondered why you would keep this a secret from her.

“No-one knows,” you clarified. “Not really something I advertise.”

Liv hummed as she walked back, eyes scanning for the spider and seeing that it had moved away from the couch and back towards the wall. She turned the nozzle on the can and ensured it was pointing in the correct direction before releasing it on the poor unsuspecting spider.

“Don’t worry honey, I’ll handle any spiders and I won’t tell a soul,” Liv promised as you jumped down from the counter and tried to appear as calm and collected as you normally are. Liv walked towards you wrapping her arms around your waist and grinned at you. The two of you stood at nearly the same height when she was wearing her heels.

“Yes, thankyou love,” you nodded dropping a kiss on her cheek in thanks, though your eyes didn’t leave the spider until it had stopped moving completely. You finally looked down into her eyes and huffed when you saw the slight amusement there.

“I’m sorry,” Liv promised. “If it helps my amusement is nothing to do you being afraid of spiders but mostly with how you appear to get near superhuman athleticism when evading them.”

“Yes, I suppose that makes me feel a little better,” you nodded grinning at her when she pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Now, dinner?” Liv grinned. “Shall we go try that new place that just opened up?”

“That sounds wonderful,” you agreed. “And it’ll be my shout if you also get rid of the evidence.”

“Done,” Liv laughed moving to get a tissue and put the weapon away.

“No body, no crime,” you muttered a little darkly watching as the love of your life picked up the body of the spider and threw it in the trash.

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There absolutely are! My creativity is just a bit drained cause of my work. But they are coming! ☺

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Hands on Learning

Here is chapter two of Teachers' Pet. It is a direct continuation of the first chapter.

Warnings: sexual content, praise kink, oral (woman receiving from woman), heavy petting, light dom implications, mummy and daddy kink, good girl, biting, light marking, swearing.

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Chapter 1

Lorraine had her arms wrapped around your waist holding you close to her as she kissed a line up your neck, your hands were resting on her thighs as you leant backwards into Ed’s chest. His hands were slowly massaging your breasts through your shirt, as his lips sucked and nipped on the other side of your neck. Your head was tilted back eyes closed as you whimpered from the attention the Warrens were giving you.

“Lorraine, Ed,” you moaned squeezing Lorraine’s thighs before stroking them, up towards her covered pussy. You grinned at the whimper that you pulled from her when you pressed against the wet fabric of her pants and stroked upwards, circling your fingers before pressing against her clit.

“Ed, I think our girl is getting eager,” Lorraine murmured into your neck. Her arms slid around to press against your shoulders, pressing you harder against Ed until he lifted you up enough for him to wiggle under you before sitting you back down onto his lap. You whole body heated up at the display of strength. You wiggled a little, feeling Ed’s harden cock under you, you wiggled again grounding down as much as you could, your grin turning into a smirk as he groaned in your ear thrusting his hips up as he pulled you down tighter.

“I think your right, love,” Ed agreed, he moved back against the arm of the couch, pulling you with him and spreading your legs with his, pulling your skirt further up your legs and giving Lorraine a perfect view of your panties, the front of which was soaked through with your arousal.

The new position Ed had you in allowed Lorraine to crawl in-between your legs, her hands stroking up your thighs squeezing them as she stroked back down your legs and then up again and under your skirt. The humming that your body had started doing around these two had reached a new height from the moment their hands had touched you. Your body was tingling with electricity from the kisses, your nipples had hardened and become sensitive from the attention Ed had given them. While Lorraine was giving attention to your legs, and teasing you by bringing her fingers to the edge of your panties and only ghosting them against your pussy before taking them away, Ed had gone back to kissing your neck while his hands slipped under your shirt. His fingers started to tease you along the edge of your bra, slipping under it enough to brush against the bottom of your breast. Your moans started to get a whiny edge to them as your body was teased expertly by them.

“Please,” you begged, wanting so much more and everything from them.

“What do you want, pretty?” Lorraine asked, as her lips started to kiss along your thighs not going any further then the end of your skirt, her lips pulled into a satisfied smile as she saw what her ministrations were doing to you. Your lips were getting redder from your teeth biting at them as you ground down into Eds lap, trying to get some attention to your throbbing pussy and pushing your chest outwards trying to get Ed’s hands on them without anything acting as a barrier.

“I want everything,” you whined. “Please stop teasing.”

“Aw,” Ed smirked into your neck, his eyes locking with Lorraine’s as she sucked a mark on your inner thigh just above your knee. “Doesn’t she just beg so prettily? How could we possibly think to deny our beautiful girl?”

“I don’t think we can,” Lorraine agreed. “Is that what you want?”

“My hands on your breasts, teasing your pretty little nipples?” Ed whispered into your ears, his hands circling around your nipples still over your bra. “And my wife’s mouth on your wet, throbbing pussy?”

“Fuck,” you whimpered, nodding your head. “Yes please, I want that.”

“Then our girl shall have that, even if she has a naughty mouth,” Ed chuckled.

He removed his hands from under your shirt only long enough to remove it from your body after getting your approval. His hands trailed up from the band of your skirt to cup your breasts over your bra weighing them in his palms before he softly squeezed them. You pushed your chest into his hands, letting your head fall back against his shoulder, your nose nudging against his neck. He reached for the front clasp your body thrumming in anticipation as he remove your bra, lifting your back from his chest only enough to slid the bra down your arms and throwing it to the side. He allowed you to rest against his chest again, as his hands finally covered your breasts with no barrier. He rolled your nipples around pulling them taut before letting them go, and repeating the action when you whimpered in his ear, your hips rolling down into his lap before you pushed your pussy towards Lorraine’s questing fingers.

Lorraine grabbed the hem of your skirt and pulled it down, with Ed’s help they lifted your hips enough to drag it down and off your legs leaving you in your panties that were soaked through from your arousal. Lorraine pressed kisses all along your thighs, nipping at the skin but still ignoring your pussy, as she worshipped your thighs, gently squeezing the flesh until she hooked her fingers under the band of your panties. She locked eyes with you as she dragged them down, revealing your wet pussy, you could feel Ed groaning, his chest rumbling with the sound against your back as he peeked over, his hands sliding down from your breasts to quickly swipe through your arousal, barely touching you. Your eyes tracked his fingers as he brought them to Lorraine’s lips rubbing against them before pushing them inside her mouth, Lorraine’s eyes fluttered closed as she sucked your arousal off his fingers, moaning at the taste.

“How does she taste?” Ed asked his voice gravelly. The sound making your pussy throb and a whimper fall from your lips.

“Delicious,” Lorraine hummed. “You’ll have to have a taste after me, before you fill her up with your cock, while she eats me.”

“Oh, fuck,” your hips twitched at the image that sentence created in your mind. “I want that so much.”

“Good girl,” Lorraine smiled. “Now continue to be a good girl and keep these lush thighs apart for me.”

Your legs were already spread wide from where they were hooked over Ed’s thighs but he found a way to push them open even more, his hands trailing back up to your breasts as he continued to tease them. His lips back at your throat and shoulder, where there was plenty of room from how you had your head resting against his shoulder. You were squeezing your eyes shut, the attention from two people was almost overstimulating but you didn’t want it to stop.

You felt Lorraine’s breathe against your pussy as her fingers finally stroked through your arousal swiping it from around your pussy and using it as lube as she started to tease your clit. Flicking it before circling it, alternating from almost no pressure to almost too much, sending a bolt of pleasure right to your core. Ed was watching the actions of his wife, and almost copying the motion of her fingers against your nipples before fully cupping your breasts, squeezing and pulling on them.

“Do you like that?” Ed whispered into your ear as your body shuddered. Lorraine had just pressed a kiss to your pussy, before she flicked out her tongue and teased your opening with it, not quite pushing in yet.

“Yes,” you whined, voice raising as Lorraine pushed her tongue inside, swirling it around and stroking your walls before she locked her lips around your opening and sucked, thrusting her tongue in and out as her fingers continued to tease your swollen clit, now tugging on it lightly in between the circles her fingers were making. You felt Lorraine moan against you, the wet noises that she was making as she sucked and licked at your opening had your stomach muscles clenching as the heat built up in your core, drawing more and more arousal from you. Your walls fluttering, your hips rocking up against her mouth and fingers.

“You like having my wife’s mouth you, while I tease these heavy breasts of yours?” he asked going back to tweaking your nipples, smirking as you moaned. “Feeling her tongue licking you, her fingers playing with the gorgeous clit of yours.”

“Never would have taken you to be such a dirty talker,” you teased, voice very breathy. These two had you acting in ways you never had before. They had you feeling needy and wanton, beautiful and sexy. You normally always teased your partners in bed but you found it hard to do so with these two, as they worked your body to the point of only being able to moan and whine.

“Oh sweetheart, you have no idea what Lorraine and I are capable of,” Ed promised you. “But don’t worry, we’ll show you.”

Lorraine removed her mouth from your pussy, licking your arousal from around her lips, her eyes burning with lust as she looked up at you and her husband. She slowly dragged her fingers away from your clit preening a little as you whined in complaint hips twitching to try and get her fingers back on your clit, but Ed’s hands moved from your breasts to hold down your hips, as he slowly thrusted up into you. You could feel the press of his cock against you through his pants. There was something about the fact that you were completely naked and the Warrens were full dressed, not a single button undone that made the whole situation even hotter, your body was burning brightly at this point.

You gasped as Lorraine’s fingers circled your opening as she lowered her head back down, this time her tongue focused on your clit. She flatted her tongue as she licked up and down, occasionally swirling her tongue and flicking it with the tip of her tongue before she took your clit into her mouth and sucked on it, careful to keep her teeth away from it until she knew if that was something you liked. While her tongue was working on your clit, she slowly slid one of her fingers inside of you, your walls squeezing against her finger as she thrusted it and out, twisting it and stroking your walls.

“That’s it, good girl,” Ed kept whispering encouragement and praise in your ear, as his hands squeezed your hips, his long fingers stroking along the top of your crotch. “You look so beautiful between us, your body withering in pleasure. I can’t wait to have you between us in a different way, with my cock pounding into you as you fuck my wife’s pussy with your tongue.”

Your next moan became drawn out as Lorraine slid two fingers inside on the next thrust. You were aroused enough that there was only a little stretch as she continued to thrust her fingers in and out, scissoring them to stretch you some more before she starting stroking your walls. She twisted her fingers and stroked back along the top of your walls, searching for that one spot. She smirked against your clit when your hips bucked up against her, and not even Ed could stop you.

“Lorraine!” you shouted, eyes squeezing shut as you nuzzled into Ed’s neck.

“Love, I think our beautiful, beautiful girl is close,” Ed told Lorraine, one of his hands leaving your hips to stroke through her hair gently as she continued to suck on your clit and put pressure on your g-spot.

Your legs were twitching, it was only Ed’s legs keeping them as open as they were, and your body was rolling with pleasure as your pussy continued to throb and your walls clench around Lorraine’s fingers. Your body was heating even more as you felt the ball of pleasure behind your core start to over fill, Ed moved his hands back up to play with your nipples as he started to suck on your neck. All it took was Lorraine stroking your g-spot, sucking on your clit and Ed twisting your nipples for your orgasm to hit you. Your pussy spasmed as your hips twitched and ground your pussy against Lorraine’s mouth as she continued to suck your clit through your orgasm before she moved her mouth to cover your opening and lapped up the wetness that was released during your orgasm. Ed continued to tease and pinch your nipples as your body twitched, your mouth stayed open as you whimpered through the attention, he had also continued to grind you down into his cock as he thrust up into you. Your breathe heaving as you started to come down from your high, you felt a body cover yours as Lorraine crawled over you to kiss her husband and share some of your cum with him. You moaned at the sight above you, your pussy throbbing once as you started to get aroused again.

“Hmm, wasn’t she such a good girl for us?” Lorraine whispered into Ed’s mouth. “She made the most gorgeous of sounds, as she came for us.”

“She was gorgeous,” Ed agreed sucking his wife tongue into his mouth seeking more of your taste. You reached up with your hands, the last remnants of your orgasmic high leaving you so you were able to start undoing the buttons of Lorraine’s shirt, dragging her attention from her husband to you.

“I need you both naked,” you stated getting to the last of her buttons, revealing her breasts clad in a simple bra to your eyes. “Now.” You stretched up to start nipping at the skin at the top of her breasts, licking along the edge of the top of her cup. Lorraine hummed at your action.

“Very eager you are,” Lorraine lowered her self-down her lips hovering above yours. “What you do say?” 

You raised an eyebrow, not entirely sure if a “please” is exactly what she is after. You thought about it, and although your light flying feeling was there it didn’t grow, but you thought about adding two words to the “please” and your light flying feeling soared. Your cheeks flushed a little, and you lowered your gaze away from hers, the darken blue in them looking at you in a very knowing way.

“Come on, pretty girl,” Lorraine encouraged you. Ed was watching the interaction with interest, he had a feeling what Lorraine was pushing for but that was only from knowing his wife for 15 years. You flicked your gaze back to her, allowing her to see the hesitation there but she pressed a kiss to your nose in encouragement.

“Please, won’t you and…daddy get naked, mummy?” you asked flushing all the to your ears. Lorraine felt her pussy throb at the words, her body flushing as she claimed your lips with hers. She couldn’t stop herself from grinding down into your pussy, rubbing against your clit and pushing you into Ed’s hard cock, forcing a groan from his lips, both from your words and the pressure from you being pushed into him.

“Fuck, Lorraine,” Ed hissed. His head coming up to grab a handful of her hair as she continued to devour your mouth, the gentle kiss from before gone and replaced with a more dominant side of Lorraine. “How did you even know?”

“Our girl would clench down on my fingers and would get wetter every time you called her ‘our girl’,” Lorraine shrugged as she moved back from you. “So, she has a praise kink but I guessed there would be a little something more.”

You wiggled in between them, needing more contact, needing something more, you whined in need. Ed grinned, his fingers moving down to stroke up and down your sides which caused you to sigh in happiness.

“I think we should move to the bedroom,” Lorraine said standing up and letting her shirt fall off her shoulder before she started taking her pants off the front completely ruined from the arousal dripping from her pussy and from when she ground against you, your arousal coating the front of them. Eating you out had turned her on in a way she hadn’t been for a while, pleasuring you to orgasm had nearly been enough for her.

“Hm,” you agreed trying to get up but before you could Ed had swept you up into his arms. “Christ, this shouldn’t be as attractive as it is.”

“You like me carrying you?” Ed asked grinning at Lorraine, who was watching the two of you as she led the way to the bedroom.

You merely nodded locking your arms around his neck, kissing his cheek before you nuzzled into his neck. You nipped on his skin, kissing along his neck up to his ear and along his jawline. You kicked your legs when he squeezed your side and your thigh.  You grinned when he came up to the door to their bedroom to see Lorraine already stretched out on the bed.

“It’s for my husband to devour you, baby girl.”

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Teachers Pet

So, entering into a new fandom with this piece. It's gonna be a mini-series..maybe...honestly who knows. This is set in the Conjuring Universe with some tweaks, and the tweaks being that more then just ghosts and demonic entities exist, think of it as a bit of a Supernatural crossover without the characters. It will be a Ed/Lorraine/femreader fic, it's bit of instant love. Femreader is a hunter, and has some physic abilities that they use to assist when hunting supernatural creatures.

Warnings: Sexual undertones and heavy making out, brief mention of cheating - but not the three members of the throuple.

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Chapter Two

The Teachers

You could hear some of the audience whispering around you, the scepticism in their words and tones had you rolling your eyes. If they didn’t believe in the spiritual or demonic why even come to this lecture. The Warrens were well known for being experts in the subjects and had been involved in many cases around the country. You had kept an eye on their work as often as you could, reading every article and watching every news or talk show episode with them on it. But you had never seen them in person and you were beyond excited.

You watched the two of them walk onto the stage and your breathe caught. Your heart raced and you could hear your blood pumping in your ears. They were even more stunning in person, and Lorraine, you could almost feel something surrounding her. You had always been attune to others auras and to spirits. You weren’t a clairvoyant like Lorraine, you had no visions and when you touched things you never felt the emotions connected to the item or saw what happened moments before. But you were something.

 You tried to pay attention to what the two of them were saying but you found yourself focusing more on their lips moving, their body language and how they interacted with each other more than the content of the lecture. You were currently busy staring at Ed, thinking you were covered as just another face in the crowd but the next moment Ed’s eyes seemed to find yours. Your eyes stayed locked together, as Lorraine took over talking. You felt your cheeks start to heat, as Ed continued to look at you, his lips slowly changing from the smile he had had the majority of the lecture to a relaxed smirk. Lorraine walked up beside him, her eyes following his line of sight and caught your eyes as well. Just like her husband she maintained eye contact, her smile becoming soft and gentle as her eyes seemed to penetrate right through you. That’s when you finally broke eye contact looking down at your lap as your face flushed deeply. Your fingers fiddling with the rings you were wearing.

You forced your eyes to stay on your lap the rest of the lecture and even through the question segment. You didn’t want to get caught staring at the married couple again. Everyone started shuffling out of the lecture hall, talking amongst themselves, you allowed yourself a moment before standing to trail along behind the others. You refused to look back at Ed and Lorraine as you left the room, breathing normally for the first time since they had stepped onto the stage. There was no way to explain or describe the feeling that those two produced in you, it was like they became the centre of your world. The thing that allowed you to feel others, was drawn to them, it was the strongest it had ever been. Which was why you could feel that they were walking towards you and they were almost out of the classroom, part of you wanted to push through the other people and get out of the building but your instincts raged against that thought, making your head hurt. The normal sign that you were choosing the wrong option, so instead you slowed your steps allowing the crowd to wash past you ensuring that you were practically the only ones in the hallway when you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder. Your body shivered at the feeling, as a shock radiated from where her hand had touched.

“Hello,” Lorraine smiled at you, you pouted a little when you noticed that you were shorter than her. Ed and Lorraine shared a look, a heat in their eyes as they took in your lips pushing forward before you quickly forced a calm look over your face.

“Hi,” you said eyes shifting between the two quickly, unsure who to focus on and not wanting to stare at either of them for too long. The pain in your head had disappeared, and in replace of it was a feeling of light, like you were flying almost.

“We noticed you in the lecture, you seemed very interested but we noticed you didn’t have any questions,” Ed said, an eyebrow raised. You couldn’t quite determine the tone of his voice, but it was nothing like the one he used in the lecture.

“Oh, um,” you had never told anyone before that you had had experiences with spirits, the demonic and other creatures of the supernatural. Learning how to deal with them, and help others but you had stayed under the radar not wanting to gain the attention of the Church.

“It’s alright,” Lorraine smiled her hand squeezing your arm, it was odd, normally you didn’t like people touching you but the feel on Lorraine’s hand on your arm calmed you, and that was something you didn’t like. Her eyes were kind and gentle but still had the feeling of seeing right through to your soul. “You can tell us. I feel a similarity between us, don’t you?”

You sighed rubbing the back of your neck, knowing that Lorraine could sense the thing that made you different, just as you could sense it in her. The sound of voices drew your attention to the hallway over the shoulder of the demonologists and you clamped up, drawing further into yourself.

“Perhaps not here,” Ed suggested. “We could grab some coffees and go to the park that isn’t far from here?”

You bit your lip as you considered your options, the light flying feeling you had got stronger when you thought about going with them and the pain in your head returned when you thought about denying the suggestion. You winced reaching up to rub your forehead and quickly brought your thoughts back to going with them.

“Alright,” you nodded ignoring them sharing a look of concern at your wince.

--

The three of you were walking through the park, aiming for a table on the far side that was away from everyone else that was in the park. You were walking in the middle, having tried to be on the outside but Ed had swiftly moved to your other side the moment that you had left the university and all the way to the coffee shop and to the park. You had also tried to pay for your own drink but again Ed had moved swiftly and ordered his and Lorraine’s drink and paid for all of them before you could pull out the money for your drink. They had made small talk during the walk but you had found it difficult to speak to them, the pressure of what you had to tell them was too much. But you hadn’t felt any pain in your head so you figured you were still doing the right thing.

You sat on one side of the table and Ed and Lorraine sat on the other side, both of them placing their forearms on the table and leaning forward. Not necessarily in your space but definitely letting you know that they were paying attention to you.

“So, I didn’t asks questions because I already knew a lot  of what you were talking about,” you explained with no prompting you didn’t want to give yourself a chance to back out, you had in the past ignored the pain in your head and it eventually disappeared but it honestly wasn’t worth it. You knew these two wouldn’t call you crazy but it was still worrisome. Especially if they decided to go to the Church. But there is no way your instincts would tell you to go with them if doing so would endanger you.

“Have you had experience with spiritual beings?” Lorraine asked tilting her head to the side a little.

“Yes,” you nodded. “I…feel things, not quite like you, Lorraine, and I have…dealt with beings that have been causing havoc with people.  I know the Church frowns upon such things but why should people have to continue to suffer if I can help.”  

“That can be very dangerous,” Ed started, his brow furrowed. You felt a flare of anger but also something different at his words. Anger that he felt the need to tell you that what you were doing was dangerous, it was almost condescending. And another part of you, hummed. Happy that someone was concerned for you, it had been a long time since anyone had thought about you enough to be worried.  

“I am well aware however, it is far safer for a person like me to do it then you,” you pointed out defensively. “You do not have…let’s say extra senses. I do. Plus my instincts have never let me down, they have a way of telling me if I am making the wrong decision.”

“She does have a point, Ed,” Lorraine laughed, poking her husband in the arm grinning cheekily at him when he looked at her. He rolled his eyes before planting a kiss on her cheek. Your body warmed at the smile on her face when she looked back at you and winked. “How does it work?”

“Well, when I choose the correct option I get this light, almost flying feeling,” you had never had to explain that feeling to anyone before so do so now it was difficult. “And when I even so much as think about the wrong option I get a pain in my head, and it stays until I change my mind. Sometimes when I decide to ignore it the pain can last for several days.”

“So coming with us was the correct choice?” Ed asked, his eyebrow raised again and a teasing glint in his eyes. His lips were quirked into the same little smirk he had when he had caught your eyes in the lecture.

“How do you know I didn’t just decide to ignore the pain?” raising your eyebrow you found your own lips quirking up into a teasing grin.

“You looked in pain until you agreed to come with us,” Ed responded, his eyes dropping to your lips for a split second before he sent a look to Lorraine who seemed to soften even more. The humming in your body slowed to a softer hum from what it had been, the light feeling that normally only stays in your body for a few minutes after you follow through on the correct option had stayed, burning brighter than normal and slowly moving out from the centre of your body.  

“I guess you have me there,” you muttered pouting again, you caught Lorraine’s eyes dropping to your lips this time.

“What else do you feel? You said it wasn’t quite like my feelings,” Lorraine inched her hands towards yours that were resting on the table but you moved back. That connection was not something you wanted, you knew Lorraine would be able to sense something and you didn’t want to know if that was a good thing or not.

“Yes, I don’t have visions or feel emotions that are connected to items or memories,” you shrugged. “But I am attuned to peoples auras, which is helpful when people are being targeted by the demonic or spirits. And I tend to be able to sense even the smallest presence of the supernatural creatures.”

“That would be incredibly helpful,” Ed nodded.

“It is, and I can’t explain how but it tends to help me deal with them as well,” you continued. “I have created ways in which to handle the supernatural creatures.”

“You keep saying supernatural creatures?” Lorraine asked, confusion clear as day on her face.

“You believe in spirits and the demonic, surely it can’t be too much of a stretch to think that other creatures of myth exist?” you teased them both.

“We have never encountered them,” Ed stated, a hint of the tone he used to lecture entering his tone.

“And yet they still exist, you do tend to only take on cases that the Church asks you too, and they only hear about possessions, and demonic,” you rolled her eyes. “And I also hate to break it to you but demons are capable of a lot more than what you realise.”

“And you exorcism them?” Lorraine appeared to be getting more and more concerned.

“If I can,” you nod. “There are ways to trap them and limit their power. You know, I am not the only one who is out there helping those that the Church ignores.”

“The Church-” Ed’s tone had become as defensive as yours had been moments before.

“Only takes on cases that they are able to get proof on, and only look at potential hauntings or demonic presences,” you interrupted leaning forward getting passionate. “And they don’t even consider looking at anything else. I have helped people who have gone to the Church and been turned away, no-one even went to look. And don’t even get me started on the fact that they are less likely to help those who haven’t been baptised or don’t go to church.”

Lorraine was studying your face, you knew that she was most likely sensing something. Another clairvoyant you had met once mentioned that when you feel any emotion with an intensity, this presence tends to appear alongside yours. You were cautious when you asked them what it felt like. They had said that it was different, almost like nothing they had sensed before, it wasn’t dark or malicious but in the same breathe it wasn’t light either. It was there but they mentioned feeling a strong sense of protectiveness from the presence.

“Don’t worry about that,” you waved your hand at her.

“Worry about what?” Ed asked looking between the two of you.

“She has a presence,” Lorraine’s voice was distant as she was still focusing on you and whatever the presence was.

“And before you even suggest it I am not possessed or being tormented by a demonic spirit,” you drawled tone blank. “A clairvoyant I met a few years ago sensed the same thing you are when I got angry. They said it was neither malicious or light, it merely protective of me and just there, and they weren’t worried and neither am I.”

Ed closed his mouth, a huff of amusement leaving him as you correctly predicted what his next concern would be. He looked to his wife for confirmation, and saw that she wasn’t worried more curious than anything. His eyes switched back to you and scanned the part of your body that he could see. You were a very attractive young woman, maybe around ten years younger than Lorraine and nearly twelve years younger than him. He knew Lorraine thought the same if the way she was with you was any indication but he knew his wife and he knew she was draw to you and not just for the fact that you had similar abilities. For he was drawn to you as well.

“Alright I will concede the point I wanted to make about the Church,” Ed turned the conversation back to the point before it had been sidetracked. “Other than your gifts how do you know how to deal with these supernatural creatures?”

“From others, there are a number of, they call themselves hunters, that had gathered information from trial and error I suppose and they pass it on,” you explained. “Some keep journals to pass on when they decide to “retire” and whenever we meet each other we give ways to communicate.”

“How do others not know of these things?” Lorraine had finally refocused on the conversation and not on the presence inside as it had disappeared once your passion and anger had simmered down.

“We don’t allow it, we deal with them without any fanfare, we don’t discuss it with anyone who isn’t already aware to some degree of the supernatural,” you took the final sip of your drink. “It’s better that way, prevents a panic. I mean can you imagine what would happen if people actually believed in demons and ghouls and vampires?”

“Nothing good I imagine,” Ed agreed reaching out to grab your cup and Lorraine’s before standing up to throw them in the bin that was closest to your table. Leaving you alone with Lorraine.

“You don’t want me to touch you,” it was a statement rather than a question.

“It’s complicated,” you sighed rubbing the back of your neck. “The last time a clairvoyant touched me my instincts flared, they didn’t like him touching me. And I also don’t really like knowing that that touch can give you a deeper insight into me.”

“I touched your shoulder before-”

“Over my shirt,” you interrupted again. “I think clairvoyant gifts only work on me if they touch my skin. My clothing provides a bit of a barrier…I think. And I did get a bit of an electric shock.”

“Hm, that is an interesting theory,” Lorraine smiled. “Before my husband comes back, if we needed your assistance on a case, would you be willing to help us?”

“On the condition that the Church never knows about me,”

“Of course,” Lorraine agreed. “We’d keep you completely away from that side of things.”

“Will your husband agree?” you raised an eyebrow. “I know how to completely disappear, so if there is-”

“I wouldn’t tell a soul,” Ed’s voice interrupted coming from your side as he took a seat beside you instead of back with his wife.

 You inched a little away from him, under the guise of giving him more space. You dutifully ignored all the happy feelings his presence brought up in you. And you also ignored the warmth you could feel from his body as he followed you, not quite touching you but also leaving little space between your bodies. You risked a glance at his face only to find him already watching you, his blue eyes were captivating. You flushed as you tore your gaze away to find Lorraine watching you again, her own blue eyes seemed to gleam with a knowing look but you noticed that she didn’t seem put off by any of it. You cheeks heated further as Lorraine continued to watch you and you could feel Ed’s gaze on you as well, the combination of their attention was both too much and not enough. Lorraine’s gaze was soft but you could feel a heat behind it especially when you poked your tongue out to wet your lips, her eyes tracing the movement.

You quickly thought about leaving and when no pain followed you stood up startling the two demonologists with your movement. The light flying feeling you had dimmed leaving behind a cold emptiness inside. But that was preferable to the pain and to the humming that your body was doing in their presence.

“I need to get going,” you declared stepping over the seat and striding away. 

“Wait!” Ed called after you. Your body froze without your say so, the empty feeling starting to fill with warmth again. You refused to turn back around however your fingers tangling together in-front of you.

“We have a case that we may need your help on,” Lorraine started. “We could discuss it over lunch?” Lorraine had moved closer to you, standing to your side and trying to catch your eye. You hung your head and sighed.

“Tomorrow?” you asked. “I do actually have some errands to run today.”

“Tomorrow,” Ed agreed.

Lorraine past you a folded piece of paper. “Our address, come by anytime after 11.”

Nodding you started walking again the cold empty had gotten smaller once you had agreed to meet up with the married couple again. You truly had no idea what to make of your instincts and why they were reacting the way they were, nor did you have any idea what make of how the two demonologists had acted around you. Hopefully, lunch tomorrow would get all of this shit sorted but you wouldn’t be surprised if it only made it worse.

--

“She is certainly something else,” Ed muttered watching you walk away, Lorraine noticed how his eyes seemed dropped once or twice to watch your hips sway before he tore them away.

“Yes, I did rather notice how she seemed to captivate you from the moment you saw her,” Lorraine teased.

“Honey, as if you can talk,” Ed wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they walked off in the opposite direction. “I saw you watching her lips while she talked.”

“We did always have the same taste,” Lorraine grinned. “You want her.”

Ed was aware of the fact that his wife wasn’t asking, she was telling him. He squeezed her tight to his side and dropped a kiss on the top of her head.

“So do you,” Ed responded. The two of them were incredibly in sync with each other, knowing the other well enough to know when they wanted something.

“It has been a while since we found someone that interested the both of us enough,”

“Shall we test the waters?”

“I think we can be certain that she is interested in the both of us if her adorable flush was anything to go by,” Lorraine chanced a look over her shoulder and was rewarded with one last look at you before you disappeared around the corner. “Maybe we can be not as subtle, in testing the waters tomorrow.”

“She doesn’t like touch too much, but we can come up with a way,” Ed grinned.

--

“Why couldn’t I have been born without this shit?” you asked yourself as you sat in your car outside the Warren’s house.

It was a beautiful house in a beautiful suburb, which just reinforced the fact that this was a married couple, with a daughter. You thumped your head against the steering wheel before the tugging that had started in your chest grew stronger and you couldn’t ignore it any longer. The humming started back up and kept getting stronger the closer you got. As did your light flying feeling, which told you that you were doing the right thing. The door opened just as you reached it, you didn’t know if that meant they were watching out a window or if Lorraine just knew that you had arrived.

“Welcome!” Lorraine happily welcomed you in to their home. She moved towards you before she pulled back. “Please come in.”

You tilted your head as you realised she probably wanted to hug you but remembered that you weren’t always comfortable with it. But the humming seemed to deflate a little when she didn’t hug you. You smiled at her and it wasn’t as forced as you thought it would be, you also couldn’t help but notice how the clothing she wore today hugged her curves quite nicely.

“Hi, thank you,” you were again a little soft spoken, it irked you a little that two people could have this effect on you, when nothing ever had before. “You have a lovely home.”

The inside of the house was as beautiful as the outside, there was signs that they had truly made this house their home. There were books and records everywhere. Photos of them and a young girl who you assumed was their daughter and an older woman, who looked like Lorraine so you assumed was her mother. You noticed paintings on the wall and upon closer inspection saw Ed’s name signed down the bottom of all of them.

“Oh my, these are,” you breathed eyes taking in all the details. “Beautiful.”

“Thank you,” Ed’s voice finally got your attention away from his paintings. He stood next to Lorraine, his arm wrapped around her waist as they both watched you in their house as you were taking everything in. “Welcome to our home.” Just like with Lorraine you couldn’t help but notice how nicely his clothes fitted to his body, he was wearing more causal clothes then the suit he wore yesterday. The clothes he wore today displayed the muscles in his arms so nicely that you had to force your eyes away from them.

“Thank you,” you found your smile growing in Ed’s presence making you freeze for a moment before turning back to look at the paintings. Your cheeks heating again.

“Lunch will just be another ten minutes,” Lorraine detached herself from Ed and walked beside you, she was careful not to touch you as she placed her arm behind your back. Even though there was space in-between her arm and your back plus the material of your clothes you could have sworn you felt the heat from her arm.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” you asked. You always found it a little odd to just sit or stand around while others prepared meals.

“You can keep Lorraine company while I finish up,” Ed smiled falling in step behind you and Lorraine after you past him. “There’s some drinks at the table.”

“Okay,” you agreed as Ed pulled out two chairs beside each other, Lorraine gently nudged you into one before taking the other. Ed’s hands stayed on the back of them as you pulled them back in. You felt a quick swipe of his thumb on your back before it was gone, your body shivered at the contact. A simmering heat started at the point of contact and moved outwards warming your body as it went.

“We’re having some crispy shredded chicken, with some potato salad,” Lorraine said taking a jug and pouring some into a glass. “Do you drink?”

“That sounds delicious,” you smiled, your mouth watering at the thought. “And yes I do…”

“How does a margarita sound?” Lorraine grinned, sitting the glass in-front of you and pouring herself one and then another glass and setting it across the table where a third plate was set.

“Delicious,” you nodded taking a sip, a hum of satisfaction leaving your lips at the taste. “Did Ed make this as well?”

“He did,” Lorraine grinned turning a little in her chair to face you, propping her head up on her hand. “Isn’t he talented, he can cook, make amazing drinks and paint?”

You blinked a little confused by the tone of Lorraine’s voice but you agreed with her statements, Ed was incredibly talented and if lunch tasted as good as it smelled you would be in heaven. Your body warmed, and it wasn’t just from the cocktail, Lorraine was being very careful not to touch but kept a small amount of space between the two of you. You could hear Ed in the kitchen, humming a little to the song that was playing in softly in the background, your smile becoming gentle as you took another sip of your drink.

“Yes he is,” you agreed, unable to maintain eye contact with Lorraine as you looked down at the table. “You are very lucky, as is your daughter.” You forced yourself to remember that these two were not only married but had a daughter. 

“Indeed, Judy is out with my mother,” Lorraine provided without any prompting. “They’re enjoying a day in the park before going back to my mother’s for the night.”

“That’s sweet, I bet they’ll both enjoy that,” you looked back up at her, you couldn’t help but watch her lips as she took a sip. Your blood felt like it was on fire, and as hard as you tried to ignore it your pussy had started to throb a little, from the moment you noticed how the Warrens looked in their clothes.

“They should do, which give us plenty of time to discuss our case and also to get to know each other,” Ed responded entering from the kitchen with three plates of food balanced perfectly. “And I hope you enjoy this.”  

Ed placed the first plate in-front of you and the second in-front of Lorraine, making sure to kiss her lips as he did, you quickly looked away before you could be caught staring. Ed then took the seat across from the both of you, his lips pulled back into a smile.

“It smells delicious,” you assured him, picking up your fork to taste the chicken. Your eyes shuttered closed as a moan left your lips at the taste of the chicken. It was so beautifully tender and seasoned.

Ed had to shift a little in his seat at the sound that left your mouth, it was positively sinful. Lorraine squeezed her legs together as she felt her panties get a little wet. They shared a heated look both thinking how much they wanted to hear that noise in a different setting.

“I take it you like it?” Lorraine asked, a teasing tone to her voice that you missed entirely.

“This is amazing, Ed,” you praised any concerns you had previously about why these two had such an effect on you forgotten in the face of really good food. It was the easiest way to get through your walls, good food.

“Thank you,” Ed grinned. “I’m glad you like it.”

You eagerly dug into the meal, taking a sip of the margarita in between every few mouthfuls. This was one of the best meals you had had in a while, you mostly grabbed take out or frozen meals, seeing as how you couldn’t cook at all. It was in the best interest of everyone if you never touched a stove. Ed and Lorraine watched, they both rather liked the image of you at their table enjoying a meal cooked by Ed. Lorraine had even inched closer to you her leg slowly pressing into yours bit by bit when you only glanced at her a little, a soft smile sent her way before you went back to eating. Ed stretched out one of his legs to tap your foot with his. Neither of them touching bare skin, as Lorraine was wearing a pair of pants, the material soft against the skin of your leg. Your body seemed to settle from the contact between the three of you, the humming settling down.

You settled back into your chair nursing the last bit of your drink, content from the delicious meal you had consumed when you noticed Lorraine and Ed watching you. Your cheeks heated at their attention, you carefully placed your glass back on the table and looked down.

“Sorry, it’s been a while since I have had a home cooked meal, I normally just get take out or a frozen meal,” you muttered, unsure why you felt the need to explain why you absolutely devoured that meal. You weren’t going hungry but there is something that is just superior about home cooked meals.

“No need to apologise,” Ed smiled, deciding to test the waters a bit more and reached out to cover your hand with his, pausing with his hand hovering above yours to give you time to move away. When you didn’t he gently placed his hand over yours and squeezed softly. “It’s a great compliment to the chef when people enjoy their food so much they can’t stop until its gone.”

Lorraine noticing that you didn’t pull away from her husband’s touch leaned into you, gently placing an arm over your shoulders, her fingers softly stroking the skin of your arm. She too moved slowly, waiting to see if you would move away from her touch before she actually touched you, when you leant into her side she grinned. An electric shock went through both of you the moment she touched your skin with her fingers, your body heated from the inside out, in a very pleasant way.

“Oh,” Lorraine maintained the contact, as her body started to heat and that feeling she got when she felt the presence yesterday returned. It wasn’t unpleasant at all, in fact it made her feel safe, the thing seemed to wrap around both her and Ed, extending its protective circle around them.

“What?” Ed asked, you had been worried that he might feel left out from not being able to feel what you and Lorraine were feeling but he mostly appeared curious as he stroked you hand.

“The presence that is inside our girl, it wants to protect us,” Lorraine explained staring at you with wonder. “It feels like safety, and my body is heating up, it feels like electricity is passing between us.”

You thought you had misheard when Lorraine referred to you as “our girl” but when Ed only nodded and looked between you and his wife with awe you thought that maybe that is what you heard. You felt the warmth in your body finally reach your hand that was resting under Eds. You bit your lip wondering if you could find a way to pass the warmth to him as well. Ed’s fingers stopped stroking your hand his eyes growing wide as he looked at you.

“I think I can feel…warmth,” he whispered in wonder. You grinned, though unsure of how you managed it, happy that Ed didn’t have to be left out. “Our girl.”

The presences within you seemed content, in a way you hadn’t felt before, the humming was now a constant low buzz in the background. You wanted to test something, so you thought about getting up and leaving, about never returning to them. The pain that ripped through you head was like nothing else you had felt before, you gasped eyes squeezing shut.

“What happened?” Ed was up and out of his seat, coming around to your side of the table and kneeling beside you, his hand on your thigh. Lorraine had moved her hand that was stroking your arm to the back of your head, gently rubbing through your hair as her other hand fell to your thigh closest to her.

“It’s fine,” you waved their concern away quickly letting the thoughts drop, the warmth returned as did the light. “I…just needed to test something.”

“And it caused you pain?” Lorraine asked. “You thought about a decision that was wrong.”

“Yeah, I thought…I thought about leaving and not returning,” you confessed softly. You had only known these two for a day, if that, and you knew that your instincts were telling you that you had to stay with them but that didn’t mean that it wouldn’t creep out the married couple. They might have both called you “our girl” but that also doesn’t mean anything.

“It would seem that you are meant to be here,” Lorraine told you, pressing a kiss against your cheek, grinning as your entire face went red.

“With us,” Ed added squeezing the thigh that was under his hand. His eyes smouldering when he saw how you reacted to Lorraine merely kissing you on the cheek. 

“But,” you saw a photo of them with their daughter and it was like ice water had been dropped on you. Ed and Lorraine gasped, feeling the drop in your warmth from their connections with your skin. “Your daughter, you are married and you have a child.”

“Our child who will understand,” Lorraine assured you. “My mother used to date more than one person, and Judy asked about it one day, poly relationships are easy to explain to a child.”

“But the church,” you tried again only to have Ed gently cup your cheek and tilt your head upwards as he stood up.

“It is a little at odds with the teachings of the church but Lorraine and I have come to terms with it long ago, before we had Judy we use to see other people for either short term or long term,” Ed explained. “But none of them ever felt right enough for it to become permanent.”

“But there is something about you that is different,” Lorraine continued. “We can’t explain it but I think the fact that you were in so much pain when you thought about leaving us just confirms that this difference is a good thing. That we are meant to be.”

You nibbled on your bottom lip, trying to sort through your thoughts, ignoring the humming that had started back up in earnest when both Ed and Lorraine acknowledged that you belong with them and they belonged with you. It was absurd for you all to be feeling so strongly about strangers, even knowing what you know about the supernatural it was weird to you. But that was only a small part of your brain, the rest, well the rest was happy with what you were feeling. It was like pieces of the puzzle finally coming into place, like coming home. And your instincts had never led you astray before, the last time you ignored them when it concerned a relationship you had ended up with a man who cheated on you constantly. You focused back on the couple beside you, they were trying hard to hide their hope but when you smiled at them, their faces blossomed. They seemed to have a conversation between themselves before they both leaned in and kissed your cheeks.

“Our girl,” they both grinned, enjoying the flushed look on you. “May we kiss you?”

“Yes,” you answered softly. Obviously the conversation they had was regarding who was going to get the first kiss. Lorraine nudged your chin up and around to her, with a finger, her thumb stroking your bottom lip. Ed’s hands were gently holding your hips, as he kneeled back down, encouraging you to turn slightly in your chair to face Lorraine.

The first touch of her lips against yours was soft and gentle. Just a press before she tugged your bottom lip between hers sucking it into her mouth, drawing a whine from you. She released your lip, pressing back in, licking your lips to encourage you to separate them, her tongue delved into your mouth tasting you and drawing your tongue to twine with hers. You could feel Eds hands squeezing your hips, before one of them reached around to wrap around your stomach, pressing you against him while Lorraine pressed into your front. Lorraine pulled away, pressing one last kiss to your lips before she separated entirely from you, looking down at her husband to see his darkened eyes staring at the two of you.

“Your turn,” Lorraine whispered nudging you towards him.

Ed stood up, copying what Lorraine did to draw your head up as he bent down to capture your mouth. Where Lorraine’s kiss had been gentle, and calm, kissing Ed was like a storm. It was demanding, he took control in a different way to his wife, his teeth tugging on your lip before he pulled your tongue into his mouth, sucking on it and letting his teeth graze along it before he pushed it back in your mouth with his tongue following. You could feel your clit throbbing as more of your arousal soaked your panties. Ed pulled away from the kiss, scraping his teeth along your jaw quickly before he stood up. He smirked, a little proud of himself for leaving you breathless and your eyes almost glazed over, as your breasts heaved. His eyes dropped to them, licking his lips as he imagined what they would feel like in his mouth. Lorraine was busing dropping kisses along your neck, her hands stroking up and down your thighs as she pressed her chest against your back. Your hands had stretched up to rest against Ed’s stomach, as your eyes dropped from his unable to handle the heat in them. You blinked, eyes widening in surprise when you saw the bugle in his jeans. His cock hard and straining.

“I think we should move to the couch,” Ed almost purred with his suggestion, glancing at his wife before he reached down for your hands and tugged you up and into his chest. You felt his hard cock pressing into your stomach, he groaned at the pressure grinding into you as Lorraine stood up and led the way into the lounge room. Ed squeezed your hands as he tugged you to follow her.

“Anytime you want to stop, just say,” Lorraine said as she sat down, Ed placing you next to her before he took a seat behind you, his hands finding your hips again.

“Promise us, pretty,” Ed leaned in.

“I promise.”

#writing #imagine #fluff #imagines #The Conjuring #the conjuring universe #The Conjuring imagines #Ed Warren x Reader #Lorraine Warren x Reader #Female Reader #Smut #Ed Warren x Lorraine Warren #polyamourous #polyam relationship #Ignoring timelines #Ed Warren x Lorraine Warren x Reader #Ed Warren x You #Lorraine Warren x You #Ed Warren x Lorraine Warren x You #Hunter Reader

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Have you listened to Raúl’s rendition of Hallelujah as it made me tear up 😭😭😭

Oh my god yes!!! I loved it so much, I can't even count the amount of times I listened to it!

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I accidentally deleted both my tumblrs (because I'm dumb as hell), so this is @/nickamaro here 🙏 I wanted to let you know since I'm a big lover of your fics 😭

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Aw thank you so much for letting me know!

Trust me I have nearly done that wayy too many times! I am glad you have another account!

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Dance at a Feast

Happy New Year everyone! The good thing about having two weeks off from work is that I am able to get some writing done! I'm trying to get drafts done for a lot of fics I have plans for, so I can have some things to post when I go back to work.

Also, please feel free to make requests! I have a list of prompts which is linked below, and a master list that has the fandoms and characters I write for. If there is someone and a something not listed that would like to make a request for, feel free to and I will let you know if I know enough about it to write for it. Also feel free to make requests for this verse!

This is another part in the Covered in Steam verse. A fluffy piece between female reader and Thorin, it is set after Covered in Steam.

Warnings: Talks of a sexual nature. Dain being disrespectful - nothing insane just not acknowledging the reader as the Queen *yes I think this should be a warning*

Tag list: @catt-leya @bunson-burner

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Covered in Steam

You fiddled with the sleeves of your dress tugging them down before pulling them back up and then down again. You glanced at the mirror in Thorin’s, no your chamber you hadn’t slept in the chamber that was yours since that night. You wore a beautiful gown in the colours of the family of Durin, the blue almost matched that of your Kings eyes. Your hair had been left down showcasing the braids and beads that Thorin wove into it every morning. You were nervous, this was the first feast since you were behaving as a true married couple. And you didn’t want to do anything that would embarrass Thorin. Which was why you were concerned about the dress, the shoulders of the dress could sit normally or be pulled down to expose your shoulders and collarbones, and the plunging neckline was lower than what you normally wore but it worked the best with the necklace Thorin had gifted you with on the day you got married, and you hadn’t worn it yet.

“Sister?” you heard Dis’ voice call out from the sitting room next to the bedroom where Thorin received any guests that came to your chambers.

“In here!” you called back, shifting the bodice of the dress a little, unsure about the gauzy material that ran in panels down your ribs before forming into the princess style skirt.

“Oh my,” Dis whispered as she laid eyes on you. “I think you may very well kill my brother in that dress.”

“Is it too much?” you spun around eyes wide with concern as you smoothed down the billowing skirts. “It’s a normal style in my homeland but I know it isn’t overly common amongst the women here.”

“You look stunning my Queen,” Dis assured you as she came to stand in-front of you grabbing your hands. “You do not need to pretend as if the culture and norms of your homeland do not exist, my brother would not expect you to only dress as a dwarven woman.”

“I know he has told me as such, but I just don’t want to…embarrass him in-front of his court, especially since everything between us is still so new,” you nibbled your lower lip before yelping a little as Dis pinched your arm.

“You’ll ruin the makeup,”  

“Can’t have that can I?” you laughed, your nerves slowly leaving you in your sister in laws presence. Something she has always managed to do.

“Now, come on,” Dis tugged on you before stopping for a moment. “Wait, you are missing something.” She let go of your hand to go back to your dressing table and lifted the small crown from its resting place to put it on your head. “There.”

You lifted your hand to gently touch the crown as Dis went back to tugging you out of your rooms and towards the main banquet hall. You were still not use to wearing a crown, as you and Thorin both only tended to wear them when you absolutely had to. Such as at a feast welcoming Thorin’s cousin Dain. You could hear the celebrations before the door even came into view, you smiled. Dwarrow truly knew how to throw a feast and celebration.

“Introducing her Highness Princess Dis and her Royal Majesty Queen y/n,” the herald at the doorway announced both you and Dis causing the court to become quiet as Thorin stood from his chair and walked around the table that housed the royals. His eyes burned with a fire as he took in your appearance, you could feel the eyes of every dwarf on you as the king walked towards you and Dis quickly left your side to greet her sons. You could only guess the dwarf sitting on Thorin’s left was his cousin Dain, Lord of the Iron Hills. You briefly caught his eyes only to quickly break eye contact and focus on your husband. Dain had the same colour eyes as Thorin only his were cold and calculating, and you did not like the way he looked at you.

“My wife,” Thorin rumbled, this voice bouncing around the room. “You are a vision.”

You dropped into a small curtsy as your body warmed, your eyes locking onto his as you lifted your head back up. Thorin stepped closer to you to place a kiss upon your lips before gently taking your hand, guiding you to stand in-front of his cousin, who remained seated.

“Cousin, my wife, your Queen,” Thorin’s voice was hard as stone as he noticed the disrespect being shown to you. “Greet her.” Dain’s eyes narrowed before a friendly mask fell over his face as he stood and bowed low to you.

“It’s an honour to finally meet you, Your Majesty,” Dain’s voice didn’t sound overly pleased and you were concerned but you nodded back at him regardless, knowing now was not the time to raise concerns.

“And it is lovely to finally meet you Lord Dain, Thorin has spoken highly of you,” you responded voice soft, your eyes looking at a point over his shoulder as you didn’t want to look into his cold eyes again.

“Come my Queen, you must be hungry,” Thorin’s arm wrapped around your waist and led you away. You smiled gratefully up at Thorin raising on your toes to press your lips to his cheek in thanks. His arm squeezed you in kind, his eyes full of love as he stared down at you.

“Hello aunty mine,” Kili smiled up at you as you walked past. You grinned down at him, unable to resist messing up his hair. Kili pouted up at you as he tried to fix his hair, you dropped a kiss on his head in apology as you did the same to Fili as you walked past. Dis’s sons had been as welcoming as she had when you arrived, always smiling and including you, you were forever grateful for those three Durin’s.

“Aunty,” Fili smiled as you sat down beside him, Dis was in the middle of her two sons, who leaned around her oldest to smile at you. “Don’t worry about Dain. He’s a traditionalist but Uncle doesn’t pay any mind to those old dwarves.” Fili had lowered his voice and leant close to your side. His eyes, the same shade as his uncle was soft and kind as he looked at you. Your heart squeezed at his words.

“Thank you Fili,” you whispered back. “I will keep that in mind.”

“But, should he or any other dwarf look to cause you problems promise that you will let myself, my mother, Kili, Dwalin or Balin know. Of course Thorin should be your first choice but if you cannot find him, you also have us on your side,” Fili added squeezing your arm before letting go and focusing on his food.

You could hear the conversations going on around you as you picked at your food. You never ate much in-front of large crowds, but would always find a plate of food waiting for you in your chambers after a feast. You had always wondered who ensured the staff left it but never thought to investigate it too much.

“Are you alright love?” Thorin asked removing himself from the conversation with Dain to check on you. He had picked up on your added nerves after meeting Dain and wanted to do everything he could to be sure that you were fine.

“I am,” you nodded turning to give Thorin a smile but you could tell from the look on his face that he didn’t buy it. He leaned close enough to whisper into your ear.

“If I had known Dain would show such disrespect to my wife I would never had invited him here,” Thorin promised you. “Tell me at once if he ever does so again or makes you uncomfortable at all. Erebor if your home and you are the Queen.”

“You Durin’s and your need to protect,” you teased nudging your nose against his.

“Oh?”

“Fili just gave me a list of all the dwarves I can tell if Dain or any other dwarf causes me problems,” you explained. “It was pretty much you four and Dwalin and Balin.”

“Hmm,” Thorin hummed his eyes full of pride at your words. “Well, us Durin’s are fiercely protective of those we care about. And once we care for someone it is next to impossible to get rid of us. So I’m afraid my heart, you are stuck with me, and my sister and nephews.”

“Such an imposition that,” you laughed.

“You weren’t thinking I was an imposition this morning,” Thorin growled his eyes darkening as heat filled them. “With my tongue between your thighs.”

“Thorin,” you gasped in shock. “You can’t say things like that here.”

“I am the King,” Thorin shrugged kissing your lips and whispering his next words into your mouth. “I can say such things when I please. And no-one can hear us.”

You playfully glared at him about to say something back when Dain interrupted leaning around Thorin to gain his attention again, sending you a cold look before placing the mask back in place before Thorin could see. Thorin kissed you once more rounding on his cousin, you could hear the harshness in his tone as he spoke in dwarvish. You sipped at your wine, as music started to play, as it always does at a Dwarven feast. The boys beside you quickly stood up looking to find some partners to dance with, Kili raced off instantly looking for Ori. Fili however, hesitated, Dis had left seeking out Balin to discuss some matters.

“My Queen,” Fili said, his voice loud and pointed as he bowed low at his waist holding a hand out. “May I have a dance?”

You grinned up at Fili, standing up and reaching to take his hand but you were pulled tightly against a hard chest. Thorin’s scent surrounding you. Fili smirked, his eyes playfully challenging his uncle, as he continued to wait on your hand.

“My wife will be dancing with me first, nephew,” Thorin’s voice rumbled.

“I think Her Majesty can make that decision, Uncle,” Fili grinned.

“I am honoured Prince Fili,” you grinned, trying to keep your voice regal. “However, I would think you would prefer to seek out someone else to dance…and even maybe court?”

Fili’s face flushed bright red his eyes automatically going towards a dwarven woman that was standing off to the side near Bofur. The look in his eyes was similar to how Thorin would look at you and you knew that maybe you and Dis could do a little pushing.

“I mean…I can’t…” Fili stuttered in an uncommon show of nerves.

“Yes you can nephew,” you encouraged him stepping a little out of the circle of Thorin’s arms but he kept a hold of your hips. “I have seen that young woman look at you, in the same manner you look at her. You are a Durin, take the courage that all you Durin’s seem to possess in enough abundance to take on a Dragon and ask her to dance.”

You felt Thorin’s hands squeeze your hips and his lips pressed into your neck, you could feel the smile that tugged at them. You reached out to squeeze Fili’s hands, forcing his eyes back to yours. The red of his face had calmed down to a light pink.

“Right, yes, true,” Fili nodded.

“You are my heir Fili,” Thorin added reaching out to pat him on the shoulder. “You can do this.”

Fili nodded once more before he turned around and strode towards the woman in question. He forced the Durin swagger into his steps as the two of you watched him in amusement. Thorin tugged you close again turning you around, you smiled up at him wrapping your arms around his neck.

“So, that dance?” you asked. “Better make good.”  

“Come along then,” Thorin smirked. Pushing you backwards, you giggled turning around and taking hold of his hand and pulling him onto the space in the middle of the room that was used for dancing.

Thorin spun you around before tugging you close, wrapping his right arm around your waist and grabbing your right hand with his left, you placed your left hand on his shoulder. You allowed him to led you around the floor trusting him to keep you from backing into anyone. The tune was a fast past one, your skirt flying out every time he spun you around quickly. He grabbed both of your hips and lifted you up and turning the two of you before putting you back down and grabbing hold of your hand again to lead you around.

You giggled as your dress managed to hit Kili and Ori on your way past them, you threw an apology over Thorin’s shoulder causing the two young Dwarves to laugh. Thorin couldn’t take his eyes off of you, your eyes were bright with happiness and you had not stopped laughing and smiling since Fili had first asked you for a dance. Your face was flush from your wine and from the dancing, you had danced to two fast paced songs before a slow paced song started to play. Thorin wrapped both his arms around your waist pulling you as close to him as he could get you. You looped your arms around his neck, using one of your hands to tilt his head down, he grinned as he rested his forehead against yours and swayed the two of you in time with music.

“You truly do look beautiful tonight, my Lady,” Thorin whispered. “Seeing you in my colours, I wish to take you from this hall and feast on something else entirely.”

“My King, was this morning and last night not enough?” you asked, stroking the back of his neck, his thick hair covering your movements.

“I will never have enough of you,” Thorin answered. “I will never have enough of your taste, of your body, of you. I will always want you in my arms.”

#writing #imagine #imagines #fluff #the hobbit imagines #The Hobbit #Thorin Oakenshield #Thorin #Female reader #Queen Reader #Arranged marriage #thorin fluff #Thorin x reader #Thorin x femreader #Fili #Kili #Dis #Dain #Covered in Steam Verse #cute #Thorin is infatuated with his wife #Thorin's family would throw hands for her #but not Dain #Reader is adorable #reader is uncomfortable around Dain #non-dwarf reader

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Kay, so I worked out how to share my instagram posts to tumblr! Yay!! So for those who are interested in the book I am writing but don't have insta or whatever, I can share the stuff I post there here! Let me know if it works and would like me to keep doing this!

So, here is the first draft of my prologue for Soul Mates. It will most likely be tweaked once it is finished but I wanted to share this!

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What Could Have Been

So....Sorry?

This is a massive angst piece, requested by @nickamaro with the prompt "I won’t be able to buy you that ring, but I can buy you enough time to get out of there" So I hope you all enjoy my first fully angst with no comfort fic.

Nick Amaro/Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: Death, violence, mention of injuries and blood, guns. Extreme sadness.

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You had no idea how you and Nick had gotten into this situation and you honestly had no idea how to get the both of you out it. The sky was getting dark as the sun started to set taking away any of the warmth you were feeling. You could hear the consistent dripping of water somewhere that was driving you insane. The only thing that was making it bearable was the warm body next to you, but at the same time you were terrified about the fact that Nick was beside you. You would give anything for him to be anywhere else then here, if anything happened to him you knew your whole world would never be the same.

“We’re going to be okay,” Nick kept whispering his hand squeezing yours when you heard footsteps coming your way again. Your eyes snapped to Nick as you held your breath fear making your blood go cold, you could feel the sweat on Nick’s hands his body tense as if he wanted to move in-front of you but knew that any movement would draw their attention to where the two of you were hiding.

“They have to be around here somewhere,” you could just make out the sound of a mans voice.

“We’ll find them, they can’t hide for long,” a reply came a little more muffled as the footsteps receded until you couldn’t hear them at all.

“Nick,” you whispered, you could only make out his face in the wanning light due to how close the two of you were. “We have to get out of here.”

“We will, the others know we went to check out a lead, when we don’t report in they will come looking,” Nick said, his voice so sure as he raised your joint hands to his lips and kissed your knuckle. “I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“Or I you,” you leaned forward, quickly kissing his lips. A faint memory surfacing in the back of your mind.

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“Nick, we have to go,” you giggled as the man in question continued to kiss at your neck his arms wrapped tight around your waist holding you to him.

“No we don’t,” he mumbled. “Today is our day off. And I do not plan on letting you out of my arms, amor.”

“But we should do something,” you whined, your voice more breathy then you wanted as he started to kiss across your shoulders and his hands moved to hold your hips.

“We are doing something, cardio,” Nick teased. “Come on please, this is New York there is always something on. We can spend the morning in bed, just the two of us and then in the afternoon or even the night, depending on how many rounds we go, we can do something.”

You wiggled enough to be able to roll over to look at his big brown eyes as he stared down at you, his lush lips in a pout. You rolled your eyes, groaning as the man knew exactly what he was doing to you. His lips pulling back into a knowing smirk as he felt your body start to relax back into the bed. He rolled on top of you, slowly grinding his hips down in into yours as he kissed along your jaw and down your neck.

“I hate you,” you muttered your hands raising to grab hold of his waist as you spread your legs wide to cradle his hips.

“No you don’t,” Nick said into your neck as he nibbled at the skin.

“No I don’t.”

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You inched closer to Nick, ears straining to hear any movement from the people hunting you. Nick let go of your hand to wrap it around your waist pulling you as close to him as he could get you. He nudged his nose against your temple, pressing a kiss there with his eyes squeezed shut. His breathe hitched a little as you put pressure on his ribs, you backed away not wanting to hurt him.

 “It’s fine,”

“Nick, your ribs are probably broken,” you argued moving away so you were only lightly touching his side. “If I put too much pressure on them I could make the break worse, and it could even puncture your lung.”

Nick lent his head back against the wall the two of you were leaning against. His face was pale, and although he was trying hard to pretend he wasn’t in pain you could see it in the lines of his face. The two of you had been together for so long that there wasn’t much he could get past you, or you him if the squeeze on your hip was anything to go by.

“I’ll be fine, Carino.”

You nodded, not knowing what else to do. You were unsure of how much time had past but your body was starting to ache from being in one position for too long, the cut on your thigh had finally stopped bleeding but the throbbing coming from it worried you. It had been a while since you had heard anything from the two suspects, you hoped that meant they had completely moved on.

“It’s been quiet for a while, maybe we could try and sneak out?” you suggested.

“It’s better then staying here and waiting for them to find us,” Nick agreed. “We go slow and quiet.”

“I’ll take the lead,” you said, voice leaving no room for argument. “I’m quieter and I have better hearing.”

You could see Nick having an internal debate but the logical part of his brain must have won out as he nodded, though he didn’t look happy about it. You both struggled to stand up, Nick wrapping an arm around his ribs and you limping. You slowly moved out from the gap you had been wedged in, taking it slow to ensure no noise was made. Once the two of you were out in the open, you paused for only a moment to make sure they weren’t coming before you set off down the hallway. You had been checking out a rundown abandon house that was half demolished when you had been attacked by the suspects. They had managed to get the drop on you both, your guns getting lost in the struggle as Nick’s ribs were broken and your leg was cut. You felt Nick’s hand lightly grab onto the back of your jacket, to prevent the two of you from getting lost and separated.

The two of you moved in sync, your feet barely lifting from the ground to limit the amount of noise you made. You very carefully checked the ground in front of you for any debris that could trip you or that would make a noise if stepped on. You paused at every corner, peeking around it and looking down each side, only moving on once you were sure it was safe. As the two of you got closer to the exit the more confident you got until you heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. And they were coming up fast, light from torches jolting around as the two ran.

“Shit,” you whispered. “We need to move quicker.”

“If they already know where we are there is no reason to be quiet,” Nick suggested. “I don’t think we are far from where we entered this place, I say we run for it.”

You nodded, knowing that your leg would hate you after the adrenaline wore off but you knew that this was your only chance. The two of you gave up moving quietly and ran. Your thigh throbbed in time with the impact of your feet hitting the ground and as you stumbled over debris. You could hear Nick’s harsh breathes as running jarred his broken ribs and you just prayed that it wouldn’t damage them more. Behind you, you could hear the yells and shouts of the suspects as they heard you running, you ignored the pain as much as you could and just focused on getting out. You were just thankful that they didn’t have any guns.

You could see the outline of streetlights just ahead of you, you felt a little bit of hope growing. If you could just get out, you could get to your car,  it sounded like the suspects were still a far bit behind you. The light from their torches was hitting your backs but their footsteps didn’t sound any closer.

BANG.

“Ah!” you felt a sharp pain hit your arm and you stumbled even more.

“Amor!” Nick called out his hand taking a gentle but firm grip on your upper arm to keep you from falling as he tugged you around a corner, away from the exit but out of the line of fire as more bullets flew past and embedded into the walls.

“Fuck, I guess they found our guns,” you laughed. You felt around the wound thankful that it seemed to be a flesh wound, though a little deeper than a normal one.

“Baby, are you okay?” Nick gripped your face getting close to see you.

“Yeah, I will be, it’s just a little deep flesh wound,” you assured him gripping his forearm and squeezing. “This makes things a little trickier.”

You could see warring emotions cross Nicks face before his jaw clenched as that familiar look of determination won out. You blood ran cold as your stomach clenched in fear, your heart beating fast.

“Nick,” you whispered, worried about what that look meant. “We’re going to get out here together love, this place is half demolished and run down. Surely there is another way out that keeps us out of their sights.” You tightened your hold on his forearm as his eyes started to glisten as tears filled his them. Nick pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, his hands stroking down your cheeks, before dropping to hold your waist as he rested his face in the crook of your neck, his favourite place.

“I won’t be able to buy you that ring, but I can buy you enough time to get out of there,” Nick whispered his voice heavy with the tears you could feel hitting your neck. Your heart plummeted at his words, eyes filling with tears that quickly fell down your cheeks as your chest started to heave.

“Nick, Nick no,” you shook your head as he lifted his head away and stepped out of your hold, easily shrugging off your grip. “Darling, no we will get out of this together and you can buy me that ring, and we can have the most sickening proposal that ever happened. So sickening sweet that Finn complains about a tooth ache.”

Nick tried to smile through his tears, a huff of a laugh leaving him at your words. His heart broke to see you crying but he knew that if he didn’t do something to get you out of this the pit in his stomach would be worse and it would never go away. He had to do this. You were his absolute world, his heart and his soul. You had to live, even if he didn’t.

“I love you mi amor,” was the last thing he said before he sprinted back in the direction you had just come from, reaching down and picking something up. You could just make out him throwing it up the hallway the lights were coming from before the sound of gunshots filled the space. You tried to call after him but your voice caught in your throat as sobs racked your body, as the light from the torches followed Nick, neither of the suspects looking back your way.

You hesitated for only a moment longer before you turned around and ran. Looking for any sign of light from the outside so you could leave this fucking place and get help. Your phones had been broken in the altercation at the start. You just prayed that the team was looking for you and was able to get some kind of location from your phones before they broke. You prayed that you continued to hear the gunshots as that meant Nick was alive.

You heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights just as you managed to break down a window and crawl out of it. The glass cutting into your skin but you ignored the stings.

“Help!” you cried out, voice breaking and clogged. “Over here! Please, help!”

“Y/n? Nick?” You heard Amanda’s voice calling out for the two of you.

“Amanda!” your fear for Nick allowed for you to scream as loud as you possible could, your throat hurting as you continued to scream and shout. The gunshots in the building behind you had stopped, and you prayed that that didn’t mean Nick was…gone. You collapsed just as Finn and Amanda rounded the corner. You sobbed harder pointing into the building.

“They have our guns, Nick…” you couldn’t continue, Finn nodded at Amanda and lead some of the SWAT team into the building, using an opening that was just a few metres down from the window you crawled out of.

“Are you okay?” Amanda asked her torch rolling up and down your body spotting the blood on your pants and shirt. You shook your head finding it hard to breathe, you wouldn’t be able to until you heard news about Nick. Amanda wrapped her arms around you and tried to get you to stand and get you around to the front where some ambulances were waiting.

You heard more gunshots echoing behind you and Amanda’s radio crackled to life.

“Officer down! Officer down!”

“No,” you whispered your heart breaking as your vision blacked out.

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You awoke to the smell of chemicals and cleanness. A hospital. Your body ached, your thigh and arm throbbing a little but you weren’t in so much pain that you couldn’t handle it. A hand was gripping yours and your heart sped up.

“Nick,” your voice was croaky and your throat hurt. You must have damaged it a little from the screaming you had done. Your eyes slowly fluttered open the grit in them making them dry, and the lights from the hospital hurt them at first until they adjusted.

“Hey,” the voice that came from your side was definitely not Nick’s and as you became more aware you realised the hand holding yours was smaller and the callouses were different. Liv. You turned your head to look at her, bracing yourself. And you felt your heart shatter again, into tiny little pieces as you saw her bloodshot and puffy eyes. She had been crying, hard.

“No, no, no,” you begged her, tears welling up in your eyes again as your chest heaved.

“I am so sorry,” Liv whispered, her face etched with sadness as her voice broke at your devastation.  She moved to sit on the edge of your bed, the hand not gripping yours tightly reached up to stroke at your hair.

“Please Liv, please,” you continued to beg. The sight of you broke her heart, she started to sob with you. “Tell me he wasn’t alone, please?”

“Finn was with him,” Liv promised you. “And he, he left a message for Finn to give you.”

“I want to hear it,” you whispered. Liv opened her mouth but closed it after she searched your face for something. She nodded.

“I’ll go get Finn,” she said, standing up and releasing your hand.

“Stay, after Finn comes in?” you asked her and Liv could never deny you anything. “And Amanda?”

You knew Nick and Amanda had been close and you wanted your family around you and you didn’t want her to be alone if Finn and Liv were in here with you. Liv just nodded leaning down to press her lips against your forehead before she stood back up and left the room. You entire world was muted, the colours didn’t look the same and you knew they never would again. Nick had been your everything, he had taken a large piece of you with him and he would have it for eternity.

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I miss so much grumpy ADA haha.

I promise I have not abandoned it. I am working on the next chapter. It's just being difficult.

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Chapter 6!!!! Ahhh!!!! SO GOOD!

Thank you!! So glad you liked it! ☺