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linphd · 2 years

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Falling for their f*ck buddy | Headcanons (bit NSFW)

gender neutral

-> They are all adults in this, as they are pro heroes.

-> Camie Utsushimi, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki.

-> Could actually be a bit angsty oops…

Camie Utsushimi

You had met Camie during the remedial exam, after you were sick to pass the provisional licence exam -you had been so mad at this and for so long, the teachers themselves were relieved when they knew you were allowed to pass it during the remedial. You found her funny and were glad you had passed this time with such a cool person.

You had remained friends after all these years, but after graduating, you had preferred to find a roommate -you were still young and not ranked high enough to earn enough money to afford an apartment easily. That’s when you realized Camie was a good match ; easygoing and open-minded.

What you hadn’t realized was that you guys would end up fuck buddies. Sure, you had flirted in high school for fun, but you never knew it would become anything as you grew up. OKAY, she had taught you how to french kiss when she learned you had never done it but STILL !

It was the best arrangement for both of you ; only friends, besties enough to agree on many things for the house and the chores since you were roommates, and still having sex together if you ever felt the wish to. Those were no hard feelings, since she would always ask you so many questions whenever you went on a date, and vice versa.

Yet, you often wondered how sex would be like with anyone else, as Camie seemed like the best partner for you. A switch, down to anything but still having limits, vanilla when you need to, and knowing you so well she was able to please you fast if you ever wanted to be quick. Thinking about this every time you both ended up having sex, you were becoming more and more unsure about your feelings towards the girl…

Katsuki Bakugou

Ever since the entrance exam, you’ve had a huge crush on Bakugou. And even though he knew it -since you were one of his best friends- he never took advantage of it…. at least not until your 3rd year. He had told you that he did not want a relationship, yet you were strong enough to catch his attention.

So, all of this started because as graduation came closer, Bakugou became more and more frustrated and needed to release some steam ; yet, you were glad you were each other’s first time -it made you feel special and closer to him. And you were somewhat proud of yourself ; the great Katsuki Bakugou had chosen you, out of everyone else.

Yet, this habit of his continued throughout the years, as even in his 20s, since he was getting closer and closer to the top of the ranking, he would come to you to relieve his stress. Your crush on him had never disappeared, and that’s why you were happy when he said : « Yes you’re the only person I’ve done it with. No, I don’t see anyone else. »

He knew he hurt you not wanting to pursue a relationship, but it was your own fault for accepting his offer -you could’ve turned it down ! And this adoration you had of him started getting weird. He tried to stop several times, but he hated the idea to date and start over the relationship he had with you over again ; you knew what he liked and he knew what you liked. Your quirks worked together. It was perfect.

« Why are you not seeing anyone else, then ? » you would ask. And every time, he would reply what was just explained above, even if deep down, he knew the truth. Dating him would make you hate him and break up, making you both never see each other again. And even if he would never admit it, you were his favorite friend.

Shoto Todoroki

What a surprise it was for you when after graduating, Shoto had asked you to help him with his « virginity ». He had muttered something about being a man and in adulthood, blah blah blah. You didn’t listen ; you had had your eyes on him since your 1st year at U.A, and you were quite obvious and flirty -yet of course, you never pushed him to do anything.

Actually, you knew he didn’t understand the concept of a fuck buddy well and that he wanted to actually build a relationship, as he often asked you : « Don’t I have to take you on a date ? », « So… do I just leave now ? » and that’s why you didn’t mind him hanging around your house or coming over only to spend time with you.

You knew he had always found you attractive, notably after he caught fire one time when you were in a bathing suit -and also the first several times he had seen you naked. In this case, you were the one not wanting to date ; he was a Todoroki after all, and in the top of the ranking already. And you didn’t want to catch the attention of journalists much.

You also thought you were too mean for him. He was discreet, polite, and still socially awkward. And you were very extravagant, outgoing and for some reason trouble always seemed to follow you ; and you didn’t want him to suffer from it if he ever dated you. It is why, every time he would fuck you, he would try to do his best so you would maybe change your mind.

You don’t know which friend of yours put this in his mind, but he had confessed that he always wanted to be great so you would know he was « worth it ». « Shoto, baby, we’re really different. I’m scared dating would just end up with us splitting up and never talking again. I don’t wanna lose contact with anyone from U.A. » you said, as he was resting his head on your shoulder -he had convinced you to let him sleep with you for the night.

Of course, very often you would feel bad about the situation, even though Shoto had accepted it ; you even tried to help him find someone. However, all your questions and troublesome thoughts were gone whenever he would use his quirk in bed…

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rxdidz · 2 years

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pictures that describe your relationship pt 2

bnha girls x fem reader

hagakure

toga

camie

kendo

fuyumi todoroki

#toga x reader #hagakure x reader #kendo x reader #mha girls x reader #bnha x fem!reader #camie x reader #camie utsushimi #kinoko komori x reader #mha fluff #fuyumi todoroki #fuyumi x reader

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junkratswifey · 11 months

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Maybe some dating headcanons for Camie Utsushimi?

Sure!

Camie is clingy.

VERY clingy.

She texts you every 2 hours when you/her are on hero duty.

She always asks how your day was, she's never forgotten.

She enjoys cooking/baking for you.

But she especially likes baking WITH you.

Makes cookies with you all the time.

She gives you kisses on the cheek and forehead, and loves when you do the same.

Bakugo was mouthing off? she'll fucking kill him

#camie utsushimi #Camie x reader

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bedsyandco · 26 days

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⇴ "i only want to see you right now. i really miss you." and person a is like "you just saw me yesterday"

With Lando Norris

ᯓ⌕ 𝐈 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 — 𝐋𝐍𝟒 ༉‧₊

pairing: fem!bsf!reader x lando norris

summary: in which lando always misses his best friend (you) terribly when he travels as much as he does. so when you travel with him to the Chinese GP, he couldn’t be happier to have you by his side. However when you spend a few hours with Lily when lando and alex are busy with meetings, he can’t help but feel a bit of separation anxiety settle in.

content: just some fluff!

note: my first time writing for lando!! the friends to lovers trope just never gets old and thus I shall never stop writing it.

lando was laying on his hotel bed, debating whether or not he should get up and retrieve the TV remote. he knew he wasn’t going to pay much attention anyway. his mind was elsewhere. specifically on that old brown clock on the wall, the obnoxious sound of tik-tik-tik making him hyper aware of every second that passes. every second that he was stuck in that hotel room and you were somewhere else without him.

he wasn’t stuck exactly. it’s not like he’s a prisoner that couldn’t go anywhere, he could very well call or text you, find out where you and lily have wandered off to and join the two of you. or simply snatch you away and bring you back here.

lando would like to say that he wasn’t usually this selfish with you, but that would be a lie. ever since he met you at that one karting event, lando’s been jealous of anyone else who gets to spend time with you.

he still remembers the day he met you like it was yesterday. it was just during the time period when lando began to really get into karting, he was maybe six or seven. he was good at it too, relishing in taking the number one spot on the make shift podium every time. and that was the case that particular weekend as well, although from the way everyone seemed to flock to you afterwards, you wouldn’t have been able to tell who won.

lando was really annoyed by it, making assumptions in his anger that maybe they only focused so much on you because you were the only girl, but later he would learn that it wasn’t the case. people flocked to you simply because you were… you.

lando wasn’t immune to it either because by the third time you guys raced each other, you had become best of friends. and even years later when your interest had gone beyond the race track and lando’s passion for it only intensified, you had still remained close.

therefore it wasn’t a foreign concept for lando not see you often. he was travelling most of the year, rarely in one country for more than a couple weeks at a time. and he knew how serious you were about your studies and now your job, you weren’t going to follow him around like a lost puppy, although he had tried to convince you more than once already.

on the rare occasion that you did fly out and visited him, he wanted every minute of your time to be spent with him, which is why he’s a little pouty that his meeting stretched long today and you had decided to occupy your time by going to explore the city with lily.

lando was aware that his mindset was a tad bit childish, but he hadn’t seen you all day and that justifies —

his thoughts get halted by a beep in the door, followed by the prettiest girl he’s ever seen making her way into his room. lando moves so fast he almost trips multiple times on the way to you. he’s sure he’s mimicking an over excited puppy. who’s been waiting all day for their owner to come home (as he has been) and getting excited and flocking to them as soon as they walk through the door (as he did) and then following and clinging to them for an ounce of attention (as he’s about to)

“hi lan,” you greet him, putting your shopping bags down against the wall and removing your jacket, hanging it behind the door

he doesn’t respond verbally, instead just wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you towards the bed.

“lan,” you giggle as he falls on top of the bed, pulling you with him. he tightens his arms around you and rests his head on your chest sighing constantly as your hands run through his hair

“lily asked if we wanted to go to dinner with her and alex tonight. I said I’d hear what your plans are first,” you say

“no. I’m not in the mood for other people. I only wanna see you right now. I really missed you.” lando says and you laugh softly

“you just saw me yesterday,” you say softly and lando purses his lips, resting his chin on your chest to look at you

“so? am I not allowed to miss you? are you saying you didn’t miss me?” lando asks, gasping in mock hurt and you laugh

��no I did. I always miss you. cause my best friend just had to go and choose one of the jobs where he’s rarely home and I barely get to see him,” you say dramatically, a smile on your face but it quickly fades when you see the solemn expression on lando’s face

“what’s wrong?” you ask, gently caressing his cheek and he leans into your hand

“nothing,” he replies but you give him a look and he sighs before saying, “I just wonder if it’s worth it sometimes. all the travelling, the never being home, the missing out on seeing my niece grow up. all the things I could’ve had by now,” lando says, looking at you as if he wanted to add to it but he’s holding back.

“what things? lan racing is all you’ve ever wanted to do. it’s your dream. your passion. it’s everything to you-“

“well maybe it shouldn’t be. maybe I wanna prioritize my personal life too. and maybe I wanna see you more than just three times a year,” lando says and your heart squeezes at the longing look on his face

“maybe I wanna stop being scared and tell the girl I’ve been in love with my life that I can’t go three hours without seeing her, let alone three months,” lando says, playing the the strings of his hoodie, vulnerability shining through

“you never said anything,” you reply, your heart beating so loud in your chest you can hear it in your ears

“cause it’s selfish. what can I offer you? I travel all the time. I’m barely home. I won’t be able to be there for you in the same capacity you’re there for me. and it would be unfair to ask you to travel with me all the time. it’s just unfair, and I won’t do it to you. but the idea of giving up racing…”

“is utterly ridiculous and you would be so unhappy,” you say and lando lets out a soft laugh. his heart swelling at the fact you know him that well

“yeah,” he agrees. furrow between his brows as he lets out a sigh

“the thing about racing is that there are so many things out of your control lan. and relying on that for your happiness is setting yourself up for failure,” you say

“well… there are certain things I can control,” lando says, looking at your lips briefly before lowering his head to yours, your lips connecting in a soft kiss that sparks butterflies in your stomach

“should’ve done that a long time ago,” lando says softly and the grin on your face mirrors his

“do it again,” you say and he laughs softly, pressing his lips to yours once more

lando knows in a few days he’s gonna have to miss you all over again, but as long as he gets to come home to you at the end of the day, everything’s gonna be okay.

— 💬 I loved writing Lando way more than I thought I would!! thank you so much for requesting and celebrating 1.8K with me nonnie!! I hope you liked it <3

#⊹ ࣪ ˖ cami’s celebrates — 1.8k ⟢#lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #lando norris fluff #lando norris blurb #lando norris fic #lando norris fanfic #lando norris x reader #lando norris

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writtnbyhan · 6 months

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NFWMB.

PAIRING: bang chan x female!reader

TAGS: protective chan, idol!chan, non-idol!reader, established relationship.

WORD COUNT: 1945

PROMPT: person a gets into a heated argument with someone. person b starts threatening them, so person a picks up person b and carries/drags them out of the room before anyone gets hurt.

warnings: what the prompt says, lol — arguments (not between chan and reader). very very minor violence (arm grabbed), bruising, swearing. Let me know if I missed a warning.

author's note: well, baby's first post. I really hope someone likes this ? my goal is to participate in nanowrimo in my own way so expect weekly posts from yours truly. I was nervous about what to write about bc of it being my first post but I needed to write something or I'd never do it. starting with chan feels right, though I wish I can get to write more fluff soon 😭 this was fun tho! I really like protective and possessive chan<3

You didn’t intend for him to hear. Mostly, because you thought you could handle things on your own, but also because you knew it would somehow end up like this.

You have been visiting the building where the boys work for as long as you remember being in their lives. It’s not your fault, given that they spend almost every waking moment there, working. And the one whose time was taken the most by it happened to be your boyfriend. It was a Saturday and he was working, which wasn’t uncommon, but it also wasn’t healthy. You let it slide sometimes, when you knew time was pressing on him and he needed to be there, for his own peace of mind. But everything was ready for the comeback, there was absolutely no reason for him to spend his weekend locked up in that so-familiar room.

So, you did the only logical thing: went there to drag him out, knowing only you where capable of doing so. No amount of puppy eyes from his kids could do what you could with just asking — you were his girlfriend, after all, it was expected that he’d have a soft spot for you.

You felt the problems creeping on you as soon as you stepped foot in the building. There were new people there, new workers. You hated when new staff started working, because they were still too nosy, and because they would ask too many question, some of which you wouldn’t be able to answer without one of the boys by your side to prove your credibility. It was okay, though, you could only imagine how many girls could go to the front desk and claim what was your truth — “I’m looking for my boyfriend”.

Luckily, the girl at the front desk, Sun Hee, already knew you. She only smiled at you when she saw you enter the building, and her tired smile should’ve been warning enough. You walked to her with a matching smile of your own, she knew you were there to pick up a overworking boyfriend, but you still needed to sign your name in the records.

“hi, lovely! what’s got you tired today?” you asked, curiosity so strong you couldn’t help asking.

“new staff’s first weekend. sometimes I wonder how they got hired in the first place”, she answers truthfully, sighing. She sends you a look you know it’s a warning — beware, idiots walking around feeling entitled!

You sigh, too. That’s going to be troublesome, especially today.

“hope I don’t get to met them today, at least until I find Chan. The boys didn’t warn me, or I would have brought one of them with me”

She showed a sympathetic smile, nodding.

“Prince charming is on studio 3, same as always”, she rolls her eyes playfully.

It says something about your overachieving boyfriend that not only the staff knows where he is all the time, but also that you have almost made friends with said staff. God, you needed to convince him to spend less time working.

After thaking Sun Hee and promising to chat more later, you walked to the elevator, setting to find Chan. You could amost picture him — black hoodie, black beanie hiding his messy curls, and headphones in. You smiled at the image in your head, a much too familiar one, one you loved so much.

Smile still present in your face, you stepped out of the elevator on the corresponding floor, checking different doors that had lights on. You were here to pick up Chan, yes, but you didn’t rule out finding Hyunjin or Felix overworking themselves too. The blondes were quick to follow their leader to the building any day, claiming they always “needed” the extra practice. Jeongin would be just as annoying as they were to you, if it wasn’t for his baby status, which meant everyone took a little more care of him (Minho more than anyone, checking that the boy didn’t overwork himself regularly).

Of course, checking every room as if you didn’t know where you were going to may have looked suspicious, you will give the man that. You were glad he was doing his job, just — well, maybe you were at the wrong place at the wrong time, or maybe he was.

“Excuse me, miss, who are you and where are you going?” He was at least 30 cm taller than you, and he was almost as buff as Changbin. You weren’t intimidated at first, you knew your presence had been cleared for, you had a right to be there, and you had got through the entrance desk, so he must know you were allowed there, right? Maybe he was just trying to help.

“Oh, hi! I’m Y/N. I’m looking for my boyfriend and checking to see if one of his friends is here as well”, you explained.

He stepped closer, almost invading your personal space. You took two steps back.

“Who are you looking for?”, he was eyeing you as if you were suspicious, a threat even. You, who was dressed in a skirt and probably looked like a mouse next to him.

“My boyfriend”, you repeated, “Christopher Bang Chan. He is in one of those studio rooms”, you added matter-of-factly.

“Ma’am, I’m going to have to escort you outside. You shouldn’t be here.” The man said, loudly, like he wanted to be heard. Ah, you thought, he is one of the new ones. It was common, you have seen it happen one too many times — new staff is always trying to prove themselves as good.

You smiled, though you were a little intimidated now. After all, you were alone in a hallway with the man who kept getting closer.

“Why is that? I am allowed here”, you tried to keep calm.

“Look, I don’t know how you passed the front desk, but fans should not be inside the building!”, the man yelled at you, his arm reaching out until he could take you by the wrist, his hold tight enough to bruise.

“Hey! You’re hurting me, stop it. Let me go!” You started struggling, trying to force your arm out of the man’s hold.

“Stop fighting or I’ll call security”, he threatened. You were about to tell him to do so, you’d wait by him until security came there and showed the man that your info was in the system and you were, actually, allowed there. You didn’t get a chance, though, for your boyfriend’s voice reached your ears as soon as the man stopped talking.

“You let her go or I’ll call security myself”, Chan’s voice showed his anger, and as he got closer you saw the determined look in his eyes that made you worry a little. You didn’t doubt Chan was capable of hitting the man if he didn’t let you go right now.

The man, apparently, didn’t notice that, for he did not let go of your wrist.

“I’m so sorry, sir, I’ll have her removed from the building immediately, I don’t know how she got inside.” He was tugging at your wrist, to which you kept quiet. If you expressed how much it hurt, the situation could escalate more than you wanted it to.

“She got inside because she’s allowed to. Now, I said: let her go.” Chan’s voice was ice cold, almost spitting the words at the man’s face. Finally, your arm was free, and you rushed to take your own wrist so as to cover the red marks, evidence of the strong hold the man had on you.

“Why doesn’t she have a pass, then?”

“She doesn’t need one because she’s not a guest. Did you even care to ask about that or check the system? You know, that type of irresponsible behaviour could get you fired — you can’t just go around the building threatening and grabbing people by force!” Chan’s voice got louder near the end.

“It’s okay”, you quipped, putting a hand in Chan’s chest as an attempt to calm him down. He was protective, you knew as much, but he was also a lovely person who you knew didn’t want to get anyone fired. Still, you knew he’d do something like that for you if you asked for it.

That was a wrong move, apparently, because it meant letting him see the marks on your arm.

“what the fuck?” his words were whispered, but it was obvious the anger that came with them. “Man, what is wrong with you? You should have checked before bruising her arm like that! What gives you the right to decide who is and isn’t allowed here?! That’s the front desk’s job, if she’s on the fucking third floor, then I think it’s fucking obvious she passed security. I need your name for I will have to file a complaint about this, grabbing someone like this is violent and no excuse of security can make it right because you are not supposed to even touch here — if you think she is not allowed here, you call security, you do not bruise my girlfriend’s arm.”

Chan’s voice is loud, and he is so close to the man you could tell it is some kind of threat, or maybe show of strenght. The man’s jaw was tense, as if he was ready to argue with the idol himself. You looked around the hallway, not knowing what to do or how to stop this. The man that had grabbed your arm clearly felt too entitled for his own good, and you worried that he might try to turn things physical.

Lucky for you, he didn’t even get a chance to answer before you heard a door open and close quickly, someone rushing out of one of the practice rooms.

You think you have never been happier of seeing the freckles in Felix’s face.

“Chan, everything okay?” sunshine boy asked, putting his arm around you as soon as he was close enough. His voice seemed to get Chan out of whatever state he was in, for he took a few steps back, still not breaking eye contact with the other man.

“Yeah, this dude just grabbed y/n’s arm and bruised her wrist because it’s apparently his first week here and he already feels too entitled.”

Felix looks at you, looking for something in your eyes, before getting closer to his friend.

“Okay, let’s go grab our things and go home to see if she needs to put some ice on her wrist”. He doesn’t let Chan answer before taking his hand with his smaller one, intertwining his fingers and almost dragging him out of there. You’re quick behind them, taking Chan’s other hand to give him some peace of mind.

Felix looks back at you and you smile in thanks. You know your boyfriend is way too protective, but a situation like this had never happened before. It’s good to know he’d do anything to defend you, but you still didn’t want him to get in a physical fight in his workplace.

“Don’t you dare think this gets any of you out of the hook for working on one of your free days, boys.” You reprimand them, hands still intertwined while entering the studio. Chan’s calmer now, his cheeks blushed with what you guess is something akin to embarrassement; you know he doesn’t like getting like this, but sometimes his emotions overpower him. You kiss his cheek, deciding to not comment on the subject until he does so himself. After all, you achieved what you came here to do — collect whichever stray kid had wandered their way to work on a weekend and get them home.

#✿ . . cami writes #skz x reader #skz imagines #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x you #stray kids scenarios #bang chan #bang chan x reader #bang chan x y/n #bang chan x female reader

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elsfairy · 7 months

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emi forgive me for the request i’m about to give you but what about telling loser!abby to spit on a different set of lips for the first time…if you catch my drift

cami jesus christ........ uh yes ofc? 🫠😵‍💫

It caught her off guard.

you could tell by the way her tongue stopped moving against your folds instantly, how slowly she lifted her head from between your still-shaking thighs to look up at you. You hadn’t been dating that long, and maybe you were just silently praying that she hadn’t exactly heard your demand, and just thought that she was doing something wrong with her tongue, or her fingers weren’t doing good enough. Quite the opposite actually, she was doing everything perfectly. “what?” her voice was so quiet that you almost missed her question.

Of course, she heard you perfectly. How did you miss the signs? How did you miss the tips of her ears becoming a little redder? Her cheeks became rosy the longer she watched you, her lips very much still covered by the taste of you, waiting for you to say something— repeat what you had said not even 5 minutes ago. “what did you say?” She questioned again, her hands quickly moving to rest on your thighs.

“Spit on it— you know?”

She knew, but she wasn’t so used to hearing it coming from your mouth, and for some reason that made her even shier. You’ve barely said anything so obscene before, and now that she’s sitting in front of you, shamelessly staring at your cunt, fingers moving on their own accord as they slide through your wet folds, you wish you hadn’t because you don’t know what she’s thinking. “Want me to spit right here?” the soft question breaks the silence, her eyes flickering to yours when you oh so quietly whimper at her touch. “yeah?”

“Yeah, spit on my pussy . . ”

Her face was beetroot red, a small smirk etching its way onto her lips but it didn’t stop her from getting back into the position she was in before your demand, right in between your legs where she belonged. Abby was the shy one, always blushing when you’d hold her hand, shy away when you would kiss her, and stumble nervously over her words when you’d simply compliment her, but with how her eyes were still locked with yours, watching you closely, had you becoming a little shier than usual. “Abby if you don’t—”

She was so nasty with it. The coldness of her spit hitting your cunt pulled out such a filthy whimper from you and it was such a simple action, yet you loved it more than you thought. The longer she just stared before doing anything, you were mere seconds away from either grabbing her braid and begging her to do it or crying out of frustration. But you weren’t excepting her to keep eye contact with you the whole time, spitting directly onto your cunt, using her tongue to swirl the spit that dripped, over your folds, and having the balls to hum and chuckle breathlessly against your pussy.

Your thighs shaking, moans slipping out your lips and she’s just laying there, lazily making out with your clit, hands gripping at your soft hips, while you’re barely breathing when she’s doing it again, again and again until your legs are tightening around her head, trapping her there.

“One more time, i promise baby”

It wasn’t just one more.

#ᥫ᭡ cami baby #did my best for you my queen 🫡#loser!abby #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson smut #abby anderson drabble

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porchlightfairy · 1 year

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Eddie, half asleep: ima put a baby in you

You look over at him and frown: what did you just say?

Eddie: *snore* mimimimi

You: No, Eddie! What the fuck did you just say?!

Eddie: *still pretending to sleep*

You: *murmurs* fucking dickhead

#cami speaks #eddie x reader #eddie munson headcannons #eddie munson x reader #eddie x you #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x you

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frickingnerd · 10 months

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making your secret relationship with camie public

pairing: camie utsushimi x gn!reader

tags: fluff, secret relationship, established relationship, kissing

camie and you had been secretly dating for months while the two of you were attending shiketsu

due to the school's anti-dating policy you never got to make your relationship public, but now that the two of you were graduating, there was no reason to hide it anymore

after the two of you received your diplomas and emptied your dorm rooms, there was nothing holding you ar shiketsu anymore

the two of you had packed all your belongings into boxes that were in your car, but before you left the school grounds, camie stopped you near the gate

"there's one thing i always wanted to here~" she grins at you and you quickly understand what she means, as she leans closer

before you knew it, your lips met and the two of you kissed while still standing on shiketsu grounds

after just a few seconds of kissing, you could already here a teacher screaming from afar to stop making out at school, which made the two of you pull away from each other and burst into laughter

"i'm glad we'll be able to do this every day from now on~ no more rules holding us back!"

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randoimago · 2 years

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Nejire, Camie and Mina with a male reader who is rude, vulgar and easily irritated but is surprisingly to everyone they are clingy and affectionate towards them.

Rude S/O That's Clingy to Them

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Characters: Neijire Hado, Camie, Mina Ashido

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: Y'all be nice to people, it costs nothing to be kind ✌️

Camie

I mean you could be a little nicer S/O, but oh well.

She can't force you to do stuff but it's kind of not cool that you're rude to people. Also kind of toxic.

She's glad to have you being clingy and stuff though. Doesn't even notice it half the time cause she's so used to it.

She's a bit of an airhead though so you'd be able to get away with being an asshole longer with her before she needs to talk to you about it.

Mina

Depending on who you're rude to, it can be kind of funny. Especially if you and Bakugo go at it. But when it comes to others then she'll tell you that it's not cool.

She likes cuddling and having you be affectionate with her, but it's upsetting to see you completely 180 that with others.

Would you do that to her if you weren't dating? She doesn't like that thought.

So yeah, maybe you two should sit and have an actual talk cause she's not going to keep up the happy couple stuff if you're constantly hurting her friends with your words.

Neijire

She isn't really a fan of how mean you are. At least when it comes to her classmates. Anyone else she'll nervously laugh off and pull you away.

Would ask if you could try being nicer to others. She doesn't like making people feel bad and so she doesn't want you to do the same.

She's fine with you being affectionate and clingy with her. She loves the affection and closeness. But she'll refuse you cuddles if you don't apologize to others.

Seriously would have a talk with you if it gets to be too much. She's not going to put up with it especially since she ends up being the one that feels guilty because of it.

#camie utsushimi x reader #camie x reader #mina x reader #mina ashido x reader #neijire x reader #nejire hado x reader #my hero academia x reader #mha x reader #mordredalstreim666

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abbyscherry · 6 months

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emi baby i have a request if you’re up for it!! but jealous rockstar!abby performing at a late night gig with her band and she notices someone in the audience trying to flirt with you, so during intermission she takes you backstage and marks you up (and more if you’d like) so she can show them who you belong to 🫣

oh oh oh, yes 😼

The lights were dim under her hooded eyes. The sweat trickled down her forehead, sticking to her skin uncomfortably. Her head was lulled back, her heavy breathing echoing through the microphone and into the room while her hair stuck to her face annoyingly. She knew that was something that drove you insane. Seeing her hair all damp, sticking out in different directions and simply looking a little crazy.

Abby could barely hearing anything over the sound of her fingers moving quickly over the cords of her guitar and the screams of everyone in the crowd, but she lifted her head just in time to find you standing in the crowd, swaying and bumping your head to the current tune. One she loved to play for you when it was just you and her, in her trailer, loving on each other. She chuckled breathlessly when you perked up, waving your hand quickly in her direction when your eyes caught her gaze.

There was something she didn’t like though. She didn’t like the closeness of the girl standing beside you. Nor did she like the way she had her hand brushing up your arm, and how close her lips were to your ear. Abby didn’t even know what she was saying, but it had you laughing. Her girl was laughing at something someone else was saying. It had her clenching her jaw tightly, almost messing up the song and strumming the wrong cord with how hard she was gripping the guitar in her hand.

Abby was possessive of you, and she hated how someone was touching you and making you laugh when that should be her causing you to tumble into a fit of giggles, and shivering at a single touch. Always her. Not that girl standing next to you.

Thankfully Abby and her group were able to take an earlier break seeing as they had started earlier than usual tonight. She only had one thing in mind when she stepped off the stage, get you away from that girl as fast as possible without causing a big scene. Sometimes it was difficult because of how big they had become over the past few months of making and releasing music. Finding you and only you was the only thing she wanted. She was quick to ignore every person that screamed, yelled in her face, grabbed her arms, and even went as far as to almost jump on her, as she made her way towards the barrier keeping them, you, and everyone apart. Her jaw clenched again, your smile brightening when you finally spotted her walking towards you.

“Abs! you were so good, even though you are always good. Oh— before i forget, i want you to meet my new friend—”

No time. She didn’t have time to listen to you gush over the new brunette you had just met. She didn’t have time to listen you drabble on about how cute her shoes were, or how you liked her makeup. Instead, she grabbed your hand in her bigger yet clammier ones, cutting you off completely before dragging you, almost causing you to stumble over your own feet at how fast she was walking. “Abby? are you mad at me? have i done something wrong?” You question, furrowing your eyebrows with a pout on your lips even though she couldn’t see you.

Pulling you into her dressing room, you have to hold your hands out onto the couch before you to stop you falling over onto the floor like an idiot. The broad-shouldered stood standing in front of the door, looking at you, chest rising up and down with how heavy she was breathing. Her eyes were almost black the longer she stared at you, sweat still trickling down her temples. “Did you have fun?”

“At your show? i always do. what is this about—”

“Did you have fun when she was touching you?”

Each step you took back, she took one forward and it wasn’t long until she had you backed up against the dressing table, arms either side of your body, and her nose brushing against yours. “Abs, i don’t understand—”

Your words died in your throat the second she pressed her lips to your neck, not kissing, just resting there as you breathed heavily against her. Your fingers curled against the counter, nails bluntly scraping the wood harshly. “Dumb little brain huh, Sweet girl?” She whispers, her voice cracked from screaming and shouting so much tonight. “Thought you would understand by now that that you are mine, and i don’t share what’s mine”

Abby groaned into your neck at the little whimpers you let out as her lips trailed soft yet harsh kisses into your skin. You could barely focus on her words anymore, not when she was kissing you like this, not with how her hands trailed up your exposed legs, digging her nails into your skin the higher she went. It wasn’t until her lips had found that little spot that had you gasping and breathing heavy that Abby bit down a little harsher on your neck, sucking a brand new hickey into your pretty skin, enjoying how you whimpered and wrapped around arms around her body. “Mine yeah?” She almost growled.

“yours! m’yours Abs”

“This is mine too, yeah?”

You hand been so focused on how her lips felt against you that you didn’t even register her hand slipping into your now very soaked panties, fingers sliding between your folds, smirking into your neck as your hips bucked up into her touch. Nodding quickly, you bit down on your lip as she continued to rub circles on your clit.

Her forehead bumped into yours, blue eyes staring into yours, her jaw still clenched tightly, and if you weren’t so fucking turned on, you’d be worried she would break it. “Fuckin’ say it. Say it’s mine”

“It’s yours. i’m yours. Abby please—”

The second the words fell from your lips, she removed her hand from between your thighs and grinned darkly. “Think i have to remind you, hm?” She chuckled, pressing her thumb into the new forming hickey, biting down on her own lip when the action tears a whine from you. “can’t have her or anyone else out there thinking you are theirs for the taking, can i? you are mine, and only mine”

“You only have 15 minutes—”

Gripping your jaw between her fingers before you could finish your sentence, Abby hums softly, pressing the pads against your lips, prying your mouth open where you eagerly took them in, groaning as you look up at her with such an innocent look as you sucked slowly.

“If you think this is the only time i’m going to remind you of who you belong to tonight, then you really are dumb baby. When we get home, i’m going to fuck you until my name is the only one you will remember”

#ೃ⁀➷ mail received #꒰ cami baby ꒱#୨୧ atomicami #rockstar!abby #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson smut #abby anderson drabble #abby the last of us #abby anderson tlou2 #abby tlou

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fandoms--fluff · 7 months

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Hi, I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do more of Katherine and Elijah with a baby - maybe the rest of the family find out or something? There’s no rush to do this but if you could that would be great <3

Our Sweet Baby

Flufftober, October 11th

Baby female Mikaelson reader x Katherine Pierce x Elijah Mikaelson

Warnings: none

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"Nik, Bekah, you guys have to come with me right now. You'll never believe what I just saw" Kol rushes into the living room, not even closing the front door.

"What did you do now?" Klaus glares, while Rebekah rolls her eyes. All she asks is for one day of peace with none of her brothers barging in and ruining it.

"Nothing! I only saw something that if I told you what, then you wouldn't believe me. So come on, get up off your butts and follow me" Kol explains, both his siblings hearing the whining in his voice.

"Fine, but it better be good" Rebekah sighs and gets up off the couch, answering for her and Klaus.

It's Klaus' turn to roll his eyes, but follows his younger siblings anyway. Might as well see what Kol is yammering on about.

They follow the youngest sibling, ending up on a street right out of town. They're in front of a house, and they look over at the smiling baby brother.

"And we're in front of a random house. Kol?" Rebekah sighs, crossing her arms over her chest. "Just look through the window, and see what's going on in there" Kol points to the big window.

Kol walks up to behind the massive bush in front of said window, and the siblings follow him, exasperated. "Look!" Kol whispers excitedly. Klaus and Rebekah look through the window and their eyes shoot wide open at what's playing out in the house.

In the living room, Elijah is cradling a baby, 8 months old at the most from what they can tell.

Elijah looks down at you in his arms, and softly smiles as he walls around the living room. You're big eyes look around your surroundings before giggling and nuzzling your head into his chest.

He softly smiles and kisses the top of your head. His arms secure you tightly to his chest, making you snuggle up to your Dada.

"My sweet girl" he whispers before sitting on one of the navy coloured couches.

"What the bloody hell" Klaus says. And as if it can get any weirder and more confusing, Katherine freakin Pierce walks into the room. She obviously came from another part of the house. The kitchen is a good bet because she's holding a baby bottle filled with milk about halfway.

Katherine walks over to her husband and daughter and sits next to them. Elijah and her had gotten married long before you were born. 1958 to be exact. They've kept it a secret and killed anyone who had found out about it. You were definitely a surprise, but a great thing that happened.

"You want to feed baby girl?" Katherine smiles. You turn your gaze over to your Mama, hearing her voice. You immediately coo, and reach out the best you can for your Mama.

"Well, I think we know the answer, don't we?" Elijah passes your over to Katherine. "Hey, sweetie, you wanted Mama?" She hands Elijah the bottle, which he takes. And she adjusts you to cradle against her chest. You babble along to your parents, having no clue what their on about.

Elijah hands Katherine the bottle back when she's ready, and wraps his arm around her shoulders, having her leant against his side comfortably.

Kol, Klaus and Rebekah watch as Katherine feeds you your bottle, and Elijah watching you and Katherine with adoration in his eyes.

"Now are you guys glad you came with me?" Kol turns to them, smile lighting up his face, knowing what his siblings answers are even though they won't say it out loud.

"What are we going to do about this?" Rebekah says. "Without killing anyone please" she glares at Klaus, knowing his thoughts about Katherine.

"I'm sure they wouldn't mind visitors now would they?" Klaus smirks after a minutes of silence. "Great idea" Kol says, already walking up to the front door. Either way, if his siblings cared or not (which they obviously do), he would've disturbed his big brother and his apparent wife and child anyways.

He knocks a couple times, Klaus and Rebekah aside him.

Elijah gets up carefully from the couch, as your almost asleep, and heads over to the front door. When he opens it, he's not expecting to see his siblings on the other side.

He swears under his breath, bringing a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. This is going to be one hell of a thing to explain to his siblings without having zero death in the process.

Why just why did his siblings have to bud in his business now, why not during any other time. This is going to be a long day.

"If it makes you feel better, we didn't just barge in" Kol says, cheeky smile on his face. "Kol" Elijah sighs and looks at his younger siblings.

"When exactly were you going to tell us you have a child, Elijah?" Klaus asks, face stone cold.

Katherine's eyes widen and she freezes when she hears his voice, and other voices as well. Before she can unfreeze and even think of what to do, Elijah walks back into the room with his three siblings following behind him.

She has no idea what to do, Klaus, her technically brother in law, is standing across the room along with Rebekah and Kol. He's wanted to kill her ever since she ran away from him the day she found out about the moonstone and his true purpose for her.

"Do not worry, they're not here to cause any harm" Elijah stands beside where she's sitting with your now sleeping form in her arms. He sets a glare on Klaus. Not any glare he'd give kol for disrupting something, but a death cold glare that no one dares crossing him, even Klaus, when he's smart of course. And right now he's definitely going to be smart. He's never seen Elijah this serious in his entire life, and that says something.

He slowly starts explaining what has been happening in his 'secret life' that kol called when he first starts. As he goes deeper in, Katherine explains some things as well. She feels a bit better now, knowing Klaus is standing down and only listening, not planning to do anything. And Elijah's right beside to protect her if the time comes.

The explaining goes smoothly. No one's hurt, and you haven't woken. The only thing that happens next is Rebekah asking to hold you.

She's always wanted kids, and since being turned, it has been snatched away from her, but she still dreams about having kids. When Elijah and Katherine both slowly nod, having a discussion with their eyes, Katherine stands.

Rebekah walks over to her and carefully takes you into her arms. Her grin is large as she holds you against her chest.

"I think we can manage, for now" Elijah looks over at both Klaus and Kol, who are still on the other side of the room.

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wholoveseggs · 2 months

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Hello, how are you? Could i request an angsty but smutty and fluff fic of Elijah and reader where they get into a fight but makeup in the end?

Stubborn

18+ ---- {Masterlist} {Tag-List}

You and Elijah get into a fight about his protective nature. He thinks you are too stubborn, and you think he's too controlling. How will you resolve your issues?

♡♡ Thanks for the request anon! I don't know if this is very angsty, but it certainly is very smutty ♡♡

4.1k words - Warnings: smuttttt, very little plot, Cami being the best, dom!elijah (you like him in control? well... here you go...), fingering, squirting, angry sex...

"I'm not some damsel in distress, I don't need your protection!" You yelled, louder than you meant to. Arguing with Elijah was always a test of your restraint. He made it so damn difficult, he was always calm and composed. Sometimes you just wanted to push his buttons.

"Darling, I have so many enemies, and you're not invincible." He tried to reason.

"Don't patronize me, I know that, but you treat me like I can't take care of myself!" You snapped, pacing around the living room. You tried to calm yourself down, you didn't want to say something you'd regret, but the anger bubbling inside you wouldn't go away.

"I'm not trying to patronize you, I just think you could make better decisions." He said softly, his eyes following you as you paced.

"It's like you're treating me like a child! We're supposed to be equals, and you always talk to me like you're the parent and I'm the kid!" Your voice cracked a little, when you got angry you also would cry. You hated that about yourself.

Elijah could see the pain in your eyes, you were his soft and sweet y/n. He just wanted to protect you. He tried to approach you, to hold you and comfort you, but you pushed him away.

His actions made you feel weak, and foolish, here was a man that faced countless dangers, he was centuries old, he fought vampires and werewolves, witches and even his own siblings. And you were just this fragile thing, this tiny human he had to watch out for. It made you feel so weak and pathetic, all your insecurities bubbling up inside you, the tears falling down your cheeks.

You stormed away from him, and he let you, because he knew if he pushed you, it would just make things worse.

You had been dating Elijah for two months now, and in that time, he had taken on the role of a protective boyfriend. You liked being taken care of, but sometimes it felt like he didn't see you as an equal.

You had been arguing about this a lot lately. You didn't like being treated like you were breakable. You weren't. You had dealt with plenty of dangers in your life, and he didn't give you enough credit.

He was a stubborn man, and you were a stubborn woman, so the tension kept rising, until you finally had to get away from him. So you decided to stay at Cami's for a few days, she was a good friend, and she didn't judge you. She could always use some company anyways.

"So, he's a bit over protective, huh?" Cami asked. You were curled up on her couch, drinking a glass of wine. You were both having a night in, wearing pajamas and doing self-care.

"Yeah, and I know he means well, but I really value my independence, it's not something I'm willing to give up," You admitted.

"Do you feel like he doesn't respect you?" She asked, taking a sip of her own wine.

"No, he does, I know that, but it feels like he doesn't trust me." You said, looking down into your glass.

Cami stood and grabbed some snacks, tossing you a bag of your favorite chips. "I don't think that's it, I think he's scared. Scared to lose you. He's been through so much, and he's lost a lot of people he's loved." She said, plopping back down on the couch.

You let out a long sigh, you knew of his pain, but it was still hard to hear out loud. He held all of his trauma inside him, and sometimes it was difficult for him to share, even with you.

"I love him Cami, it's just hard. I've always had to take care of myself, I guess I just have a hard time accepting someone wanting to do that for me." You said softly, feeling the tears brimming your eyes.

"Have you told him that? That you love him?" She asked.

"No, I... I want him to say it first." You admitted.

Cami chuckled and took a long sip of her wine, then grabbed the remote and turned on a movie. It was one of those sappy romances that were so over the top and cheesy. But that's why they were so fun to watch.

"Just tell him. I'm sure he loves you too." Cami said, her gaze fixed on the tv.

"I know," you sighed, "I just want him to initiate, his so reserved, and I'm tired of always being the one who has to take the first step." You grumbled.

"He's probably worried about scaring you away, or making things awkward, you know how he can be." She said, turning to look at you, giving you a comforting smile.

"Yeah, I guess." You mumbled, curling up further on the couch.

Cami gave you a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder and the two of you continued to watch your movie, the sappy love story playing out in front of you.

"So," she said, breaking the silence, "how's the sex?"

You choked on your wine, sputtering a bit before regaining your composure. Cami was a little shit sometimes.

"The sex is amazing," You said, smirking at her. "But... I'm always the one initiating it. Sometimes I think his biggest problem is that he's too gentlemanly."

"Well, what have you done to make him be more spontaneous?" Cami asked, grabbing the bottle of wine and pouring more in her glass.

"Me?" You squeaked. "What did I do?"

"Maybe he doesn't want to take control because you never gave him permission." She asked.

You sat and thought about that. You were usually the one who would start things. You initiated kisses, hugs, hand holding, even the sex. Elijah was so reserved, so proper, he didn't want to overstep. It made you feel like he didn't desire you, which was ridiculous, you had seen him undressing you with his eyes.

"That's fair." You said. "I didn't realize he was waiting for permission."

"Men are idiots." Cami stated, making you laugh.

"Sometimes," you said, chuckling. "I just want to see him be the one to initiate, you know?"

"I know." She said, leaning back on the couch.

You finished the bottle of wine and watched the rest of the movie. It was so sweet, the ending was a happy one, the couple was together and they were in love. You wished life was that simple.

The next morning, you woke up with a pounding headache and a dry mouth. Cami was already awake, making coffee.

"Ugh," you groaned, rubbing your temples. "I should have drank more water,"

"I tried to remind you." Cami said, smirking at you.

"Well, excuse me for being drunk," You replied.

She handed you a mug of coffee, and you sipped it slowly, letting the warmth of the drink soothe your throat.

"Thanks for letting me stay here," you said.

"You know I don't mind." She replied, sitting on the couch next to you.

You leaned your head on her shoulder, sighing.

"I love him, but I think I need some space. Some time to myself." You said softly.

"I think that's a good idea." She replied.

"Are we doing the right thing? Am I being selfish?" You asked, chewing your bottom lip.

"No, you're not. You're being realistic. You need some space and some time to yourself." She replied.

"I'm going to go to the compound and pick up some clothes and stuff." You said.

"Want me to come with you?" She asked.

"No, that's ok, I think I can handle myself." You replied, smiling at her.

She gave you a reassuring squeeze and you got up, feeling a bit better after your talk.

"Thanks Cami, I'll call you later," You said, grabbing your keys and heading out.

Elijah was sitting at the kitchen counter, drinking a glass of whiskey, and he had a book open in front of him, though he wasn't reading it. His mind was too preoccupied. He missed you terribly, it had only been a couple days, but it felt like an eternity.

He thought back to the last conversation you had had. You had stormed off, and he hadn't chased after you, because he knew you needed time to cool down. He wanted to tell you he was sorry, but he knew you didn't want to hear it right now.

You were the best thing that had ever happened to him, and he didn't want to lose you. He was used to losing people, he had spent centuries running, he had been betrayed, lied to, hurt. But he had never met anyone quite like you.

You were sweet, funny, smart, and caring. He had fallen for you quickly, but he had been too afraid to admit it. Like if he said it out loud, everything would fall apart.

But in your absence he realized his mistake, and how foolish he had been. No more wasting time, he needs to tell you that he loves you, despite how stubborn you are.

You walked into the compound, it was eerily quiet, you hoped Elijah was out. So you could just quickly grab your things and leave.

You didn't expect him to be waiting for you in the kitchen, his face was serious, but his eyes were full of emotion.

"Elijah, I'm just here to pick up some clothes," You said, trying to walk past him. He stepped in front of you, blocking your way.

"We need to talk." He said, his tone firm.

"No, we really don't, I just want my things," You said, trying to move around him. He moved again, his arms crossed, and his face was stern.

"Stop treating me like a child! Let me by!" You yelled. He let you pass him and you ran up to your bedroom, grabbing some clothes.

He followed you and stood in the doorway, watching you, his eyes boring into your skin.

"Stop looking at me like that," You said, throwing some clothes into a bag.

"I hate seeing you upset," He replied, his voice soft.

"I'm not upset, I'm just angry." You said, moving past him to go into the bathroom, grabbing your toothbrush.

He followed you and leaned against the doorframe, watching you gather your toiletries.

"Please, let's just talk." He pleaded.

You sighed, looking up at him, his expression was pained, his jaw was clenched. You could see the desperation in his eyes. Your anger was still in charge though and you pushed past him again and started packing your things on the bed.

"So talk, I'm listening," You said harshly, still not looking at him.

He took a deep breath, his fists clenched, and he closed his eyes for a moment, composing himself. He knew he couldn't get through to you when you were angry like this.

"You're right," He said, opening his eyes and looking at you. "I'm sorry. I haven't been treating you fairly. I've been trying to protect you. But you are being stubborn and you're not letting me explain,"

You turned to look at him, trying to ignore how good he looked. His hair was messy, like he had been running his hands through it, and he was wearing a black shirt, his sleeves rolled up, and his tie was hanging loose around his neck. A part of you wanted to just give in and kiss him, but the other part of you was still pissed off.

He could hear your heart beating faster, your body temperature rising. He knew that he had an effect on you, and he was enjoying seeing you get flustered. He gave you a crooked smirk, and took a step closer to you, and you backed up, hitting the bed.

You took a shaky breath, trying to steady your breathing. You were angry, but his presence always made your body react, and your head spin.

"So stubborn," he growled, pushing you onto the bed.

"Fuck you, Elijah," you hissed, trying to sit up.

"Not today," he smirked, pinning you down with his weight.

"I said, fuck you," You growled, pushing on his chest.

He chuckled and leaned down, his face inches from yours. His eyes were dark, his lips curled up in a devilish smile.

"Say please," He purred, his breath ghosting over your lips.

You let out a frustrated groan, and he kissed you, hard. You whimpered, and he slipped his tongue into your mouth, exploring it, tasting you.

"Is this what you want? To be fucked?" He whispered, his lips grazing your ear.

"No," you lied, trying to squirm away from him, but his grip was too tight.

"Don't lie, darling, your body betrays you," He growled, nibbling your earlobe before leaving a trail of hickeys down your neck.

He suddenly tore the shirt off of you, making you gasp. He grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, his other hand moving to your waist, pulling your skirt off.

"Eli- my clothes!" You whined, but he just chuckled, his eyes roaming your body.

"I'll buy you new ones," He smirked, nipping at your jaw, then capturing your lips with his.

"You can't just-" you were cut off by him biting your lip. You groaned and he released you, his hands roaming your body.

"Stop being so stubborn," He whispered, his fingers brushing over your lace panties, making you shiver.

"I'm not," you argued, biting back a moan as his fingers teased your clit.

He laid on his side next to you, opening your legs and pushing your panties out of the way. He grazed over your clit with the pad of his index finger, teasing you slowly. He loved this, teasing you, torturing you. You were so beautiful when you were desperate for him.

You whined and pushed your hips against his hand, and he pulled his hand away, smirking.

"You're such a tease," You growled, glaring at him.

"You're cute when you're angry," He smiled, his fingers returning to your pussy. He tapped your clit lightly, his lips ghosting over yours. You tried not to react, but it felt so good, this dominant side of him was driving you crazy.

He slid two fingers into you, and began thrusting them slowly. You gasped and arched your back, moaning loudly. Watching your reaction was thrilling, his cock was painfully hard, but he wanted to make you cum first.

"Listen to those sweet sounds," he purred, pumping his fingers in and out of you, curling them just right. “So filthy and wet, the way your body responds, it's like you were made for me."

"You're a fucking asshole," you moaned, trying to buck your hips against his fingers.

"I can stop, if you want," He whispered, his voice dark.

"No," You whimpered, "I-I'm close."

"Oh, I know, darling." He smiled, "You're going to cum, and I'm going to make you cum again, and again, until all the stubborn thoughts in your head disappear."

His fingers were pumping fast now, and you couldn't help the noises you were making. Your orgasm was building in such a way that you knew it would be intense. He was right, you were stubborn, you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of hearing you moan, but it was becoming more and more difficult to hold back.

"Eli- wait, your gonna make me-" You stuttered, gasping as he added a third finger, stretching you even more.

"Make a mess?" He purred, curling his fingers just right, hitting your g-spot.

The lewd, wet, squelching noises coming from your pussy were embarrassing, and the fact that he was enjoying them made it worse. He could feel your walls tightening around his fingers, your whole body trembling, you were so close.

He sped up his pace, and he could see the moment when you reached your peak. Your body tensed up, your back arching, and then a loud cry escaped your lips.

Your juices spilled out onto his fingers, covering his hand. It was so much, you had never squirted before, and the look on Elijah's face was pure lust and amusement.

It made you embarrassed and a bit angry and you tried to move away, but he kept his fingers buried deep inside you, not letting you escape.

"Don't be ashamed," He said, kissing your forehead, his fingers moving slowly, causing your legs to tremble.

"I'm not," You panted, glaring at him, trying to suppress a moan.

"Really?" He purred, his eyes locking with yours, "Then why are you blushing?"

He smirked, and you tried to hide your face in the sheets, but he wouldn't let you. He was still smirking, and you were getting angrier.

"I'm not-"

"Shh, love, you can't hide from me," he cooed, his fingers still pumping into you, stretching you out. Building up another climax.

"Eli-fuck," You gasped, the pleasure building.

"That's it, let me hear those pretty sounds," He whispered, his voice husky.

He was still fully clothed, and he hadn't even touched himself, he was only focused on you.

He kept fucking his fingers into you, his thumb circling your clit, making sure every inch of your pussy was being stimulated.

Your body was trembling, and you could feel yourself getting close again, you pushed your heels into the bed, trying to get away, but he didn't stop, he just kept going, his pace relentless.

"I can't- oh fuck-," You gasped, arching your back as the orgasm crashed over you. Your wetness soaked his hand and the bed below.

Elijah pulled his fingers out, bringing them up to his mouth and licking them clean. Then he kissed you, his tongue pushing past your lips, tasting all of you.

You tried to glare at him, but he was now kissing your neck, his free hand moving down to cup your breast, teasing your nipples.

"I'm still mad at you," You panted, trying not to moan.

"I know," He smirked, "And I'm not finished with you."

He grabbed your thighs, spreading your legs, and settled between them, his eyes roaming over your body.

"Such a pretty thing," He murmured, tracing patterns on your skin.

He took ahold of your waist, pulling you towards him, and began to grind against your wet pussy, making you whimper.

"You're so sensitive, baby," He cooed, his lips brushing over your collarbone.

You could feel his erection straining against his pants, and you could tell he was enjoying this just as much as you were. He undid his belt, pulling it out of the loops, and tossing it to the floor.

He pulled your arms above your head, his hand gripping your wrists. He unzipped his pants and took his cock out, pressing it against your entrance.

"You're already soaked for me," He whispered, kissing you deeply.

You moaned into the kiss, and he pushed his cock into you, making you whimper. He was so thick, and his length filled you completely, making your body tremble.

He began to thrust into you, his pace steady, and he buried his face in the crook of your neck, his lips grazing over your skin.

"I'm not a toy," You managed to say, your voice strained.

"No, you're not, you're mine," He growled, his hips slamming into yours, his cock hitting all the right spots.

"Fuck," You gasped, arching your back.

His grip on your wrists tightened, and he spread your legs even wider. He grinded his hips slowly, wanting to draw out your pleasure for as long as possible.

You could feel the pressure building, and it was becoming harder to concentrate, all you could focus on was his cock, his weight on top of you, the way he was looking at you.

"Say it," He growled, his hips moving faster now. "Tell me you're mine."

"I'm yours," You moaned, your voice cracking, your resolve breaking with every deep stroke.

The sound of his cock sliding in and out of your pussy filled the room, mixed with your moans and gasps, and the way the bed was creaking. He knew you were close, he could feel your muscles starting to clench around him.

"No no stubborn one, you don't get to cum yet," He growled, nipping at your ear.

He wrapped your legs around his waist, pinning you to the bed. His pace increased and he leaned in to kiss you.

"Come on darling, give in, admit I'm right," He whispered.

"Eli, please," You moaned, your fingers gripping his shirt.

"All you have to do is submit," He cooed, pressing his lips to yours.

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to resist the urge to give in, but it was so intense and his pace was relentless. He wasn't going to stop, not until you broke.

"Look at the way you open up for me," He said, his voice husky as he grinded against you. "Your needy little pussy, milking my cock, begging to be filled."

You looked down at where his cock was buried inside of you, moving in and out of your pussy. You could see how wet you were, covering his pants and your thighs, making a mess of the sheets.

"Hmm, you like that? Seeing how wet you are, all for me," He whispered, leaning down to kiss you. "Just admit that you are stubborn, and we can cum together."

Your whole body was shaking, your orgasm so close, but you fought it, squeezing your thighs together, trying to close your legs, but he wouldn't let you.

You gave up, you didn't care about the fight anymore, you just wanted to cum, you just wanted him to stop torturing you. You couldn't think straight, everything was too much, his thrusts were deep and hard, his cock was filling you, stretching you out, he knew just how to fuck you.

You couldn't hold back anymore and you finally gave in, submitting to him. "You're right," you gasped, your voice barely audible. "Please, Eli, fuck, I'm sorry, just let me cum."

"Good girl," He groaned, leaning back and spreading your thighs wide, pounding into you. He began to stroke your clit with his thumb, drawing circles, as his hips snapped hard and fast.

It was all too much, and you felt an intense release, your body convulsing, your wetness soaking him, making a mess of the clothes he was still wearing and the bed.

He chuckled, watching your cheeks flush in embarrassment as he fucked you through it. He made you squirt all over him, submitting to him completely.

You were still trembling, trying to catch your breath, you couldn't focus, your whole body was tingling with pleasure, you felt like you were floating.

He kissed you deeply, pressing his body to yours before he let out a low groan and came inside you, his cock twitching. You shuddered, your pussy still sensitive, but he didn't stop, he continued moving his hips slowly.

You could feel the warmth of his cum filling you, his cock throbbing, his breathing uneven. He kissed you softly and slowly, his fingers brushing over your cheek, caressing your face as he pulled out of you.

Now that you had come down from your high, you felt a mixture of frustration and humiliation. You tried to move, but he held you there, a devilish grin plastered on his face.

He shifted onto his back, pulling you on top of him. You straddled him, your body on top of his, your chest pressing against his chest.

"I love you," he whispered, pulling you in for another kiss.

"Eli," you muttered, burying your face in his chest. You couldn't believe he had fucked you in that way, and now he was saying the three words you wanted to hear the most. He was so perfect and so infuriating at the same time. You were angry that he was able to make you give in so easily, but it was worth it. It had never felt so good.

"I love you too, asshole," you replied, making him laugh.

He kissed you once more before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. His hands rested on your lower back, tracing lazy circles.

"I'm sorry for being protective, it's not because I don't trust you, it's because I'm afraid of losing you," he said quietly.

"I know, and I'm sorry for saying that you're a control freak," you apologized.

"No you're not," He smirked, kissing you again.

"I'm getting there," you sighed.

He laughed, tracing the curve of your hips with his fingertips. You could feel him harden underneath you, and it turned you on again. And you slowly ground your hips against his, teasing him.

His eyes grew dark, and he placed his hands on your ass, squeezing firmly. "Darling, don't," He said warningly, his voice strained.

You ignored him, rolling your hips, grinding into his lap, you wanted more.

"Don't be so stubborn Eli-,"

You were on your back before you could finish your sentence, your legs spread, his lips on yours.

You were definitely going to fight with him more often…

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