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dietmountaindewbae · 4 months

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xviii. oh my love, my darlin'

alex turner x reader

requested by @nela-cutie

word count: 6476

summary: Alex (early AM!) is a close friend of your father's, every Friday afternoon he swang by, you never thought things would change so rapidly with just a few drinks and one song. (60`s inspired fic)

warnings: age g*p, ch*cking, spitt*ng

song recommendation: unchained melody cover by LDR

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Every afternoon around 4 pm, your father came home from his laborious work, tired and grumpy, you tried to avoid him as much as possible, giving him a mandatory hug and kiss on the cheek, telling him step by step in order your day at school dully, and with a gentle smile. The only day of the week you weren't faking your smile was on Friday.

Friday was your favorite day of the week, the school was out, and you didn't have to deal with horrid teachers, and their long classes sitting on that torturing wooden chair, you glanced at the clock as you kicked your feet on the dining room table, every Friday afternoon, around 6, that's when Al came around. You heard the bell ring at that time, and not a minute less or more, you came running to the door, giddy like a pony, fixing the bow on your hair and your dress before you opened.

"Hello there, doll face!" His accent slurred through the cigarette, "How are yeh? How was yer day?!" He seemed so happy when he saw you, or that's what you told yourself every time he came by for dinner.

"I'm just fine Al" You kissed his cheek as a polite way to say hello and to smell his musky cologne, and touch his hair that was covered in Vaseline, you played with the little curls that stuck out of it. He looked effortlessly handsome wearing a simple white shirt and jeans under a big black coat, his cowboy belt, and black leather boots with discreet heels.

"You're a sweet thing, aren't you, huh?" He cupped your cheeks together and smiled at your squished face, "I don't even have to ask about school, you're a brilliant little girl, I'm sure of that!" You like that he never had to ask unnecessary questions, he was confident about your abilities and the type of girl that you were, "New dress isn't it?" He gently puts your hand on your waist, examining every single part of your checkered dress, you were thrilled that he noticed it, indeed it was a new dress that you bought just for him, you weren't used to wearing short baby doll dresses but it was what was in, the new style for all girls, you pair it with knee high socks, and your usual jewelry, a thin pearl necklace that you stole from your mother, a red lipstick stolen from your mother too, mascara, there was no need for blush around Alex, he always made it appear with no effort, "Looks pretty on you" He slowly lets go off your waist.

"Thank you Al" He insisted that you just call him Al, not sir, mister, or uncle, just Al, sometimes you called him Turner, but never anything else, he told your father it sounds a bit odd for you to call him that.

"Where's that dickhead!" Your father says from the stairs, tearing apart your five tiny seconds of heaven with Al, another thing that saddened you was that you never got to spend so much time with him, or not as much as you'd liked.

"How many bloody times do I need to tell you to not swear like that?" Your mother yells from upstairs, pinning her pearls to her ears. "Don't go effing and blinding in front of your daughter otherwise she's bound to have your cursed mouth!"

"I'll be dammed!" He spat, hugging Alex and putting his back, "Come sit!" That was your queue for you to serve everyone's food, as your mother poured the drinks, tonight, and like every other, the grown-ups had sour margaritas to swallow down the bitterness of their lives.

"And how many times do I need to tell you to put on some damn shoes!" Your mother yells at you, you quickly fetch your black shoes and go to the kitchen alongside your mother to set the table.

You put the steak in the middle, the salad on the left right in front of your mother since she insists that you and her keep their figure, mashed potatoes on the other edge where your father was, bread and butter, and some gravy, you poured yourself a tall glass of pink lemonade.

"Cheers," Everyone says with their drinks up high, you smile and begin to eat, Al sitting at the center of the table and you next to him.

"I think Bill's bound to get fired from the company..." The conversation fades to the back, turning itself into brown noise, you watch Al smile and eat his food with joy, you like the shape of his face, strong features, furrowed eyebrows, dark brown eyes, big broad nose, and thin harsh lips, he was a dream.

"....Honey!" Your mother calls, "Remember the pie!" You excused yourself from the table bringing out of the kitchen a warm and sweet pie made with fresh cherries and whipping cream on the side.

"She's getting better and better at making the family recipe, she's got it with the baking, hopefully, she learns how to cook a good meal next" Your mother raised her eyebrows, and you sealed your lips, Alex kicked your feet to grab your attention, his proud smirk on his lips make you bite down on your lower lip as you serve him a slice.

"That's the only thing that I'm happy she's got from her mother!" Your father breaks into hysterical laughter while yours fades, "That and the face, clearly"

"At least we can agree on something!" Your mother says, everyone returns to the conversation as you quietly eat your slice of pie, you feel Al kicking your leg beneath the table, again your eyes meet his, and he smiles as he eats your pie, you look down at your feet touching, you kick of your shoe, your white socks gently tap on his leg, and your whisper a 'thank you' the tips of your fingers caressing his leg, you smiled as Al shifts on his seat, he pulls away his leg, and looks away, you feel bad and return to stare at your plate, did you get too friendly with him?

Later on, at night, some more of your father's friends from the office join in, smoking cigarettes in the backyard, your mother had left to go out into the city with the wives while the husbands stayed, Al being the only one to admit to himself he was happy being divorced, all of the other women looked fancy and gorgeous, with their wedding rings off, free, discharged, while you had to bare with their woozy smiles as they ask you to serve them food and drinks. You wished some day you looked like them, with a bigger pair of everything, for your edge you still looked and dressed pretty junior.

"Why'd don't you give her some to drink, let her relax she's been cooking the whole day," Al suggests out of the blue, taking your father by surprise, you sat next to him completely silent.

"Well, if her mother isn't here, I guess she doesn't have to know either, but just one, and you go to bed, right dear?" You nod your head at your father, and you discreetly smile at Alex as you go fetch a cup to the kitchen, when you came back your dad puts on the table a bottle of rum, a can of beer, and vodka, "Choose whatever you'd like"

Nothing caught your attention, other than the clear vodka, it looked just like water, you saw an ad for it on the screen, so you grabbed the bottle, and all of the men clapped and laughed at you, you poured some into your cup, all of them clapped and kept laughing, but you didn't get what was so funny. Al glanced at you and picked you up by your elbow.

"I'll mix her up summat real quickly, we'll be back" You followed Al into the kitchen as he grabbed your jar of pink lemonade and poured it into the blender, with your vodka and a bit of juice, once your drink was done, he spooned a cherry into your glass and a little umbrella on top, "Enjoy!" He said with a bright smile, you avoid his gaze and sip on the drink.

"It tastes good" The sweet drink has that taste of alcohol, gentle but burning your throat slowly, until it falls on your stomach and sits there, spreading through your body.

"What's the matter?" He said, sounding a bit concerned.

"Nothin'" You answered, sipping on your drink, "I just feel uncomfortable around all of 'em, I don't know why they all laughed at me like that... like I'm some sort of joke," He held your hand and sat next to you, putting your hand on your cheek.

"I'll watch ya, don't you worry, and if you start feelin' dizzy you go on and tell me, right?" You hummed as a yes, you thought about it before but you thought he wouldn't mind if you grabbed his arm as you walked back, he gave you a caring smile and walked out with you, putting his chair closer to yours.

More liquor washed away everybody's sorrows, including yours, and turned them into bursts of laughter and songs, every time your cup emptied, Al went to the kitchen and served you vodka mixed with soda or juice, asking if you liked the taste each time, you guessed he wanted you to figure out what do you like drinking your vodka with.

"Pull out that guitar big boy, sing us a song" You loved it whenever Al played his guitar and sang one or two songs, he had a gifted voice you always said he should've taken advantage of that. He giggled and everyone began to give him some encouraging pads on the back, nudging his shoulder until finally, he called it. He stood up and waved his arms up, giving up and letting the rest celebrate, he went to his car fetching his guitar from his back trunk.

"Alreyt!" He went back to his seat next to you, taking out a beautiful shiny acoustic Gibson guitar from a dark brown leather suitcase, and from the pocket of his coat he pulled out his cigarettes and a box of matches, "Hold this for me quickly sweetheart" He gave you his cigarettes, red Marlboro's, and he flicks on his match, you hand him a cigarette and he puts it in between his teeth, you make a little house with your hands to preserve the fire from his match, the cigarette lights on fire, smoke coming out of his nose like a bull, and he hands you his cigarettes for you to take care of, he made you go mad over the most simple things like tunning his guitar and the smell of his cigarettes, it wasn't fair at all.

"Frank!" A buddy of your father's says, all of them agree, and at that moment, a clever idea pops into Alex's head.

"I have a better idea" He rubs his hands together, putting his cigarette in between his strings,

"Oh... my love, my darlin'"

"Sing it with me," He turns his head to you, "C'mon I know you fancy this one" He winks his eye at you, he gives you a countdown to jump in, looking at you the same way he always did, confident about you, and your abilities even if you constantly doubted about them.

"I've hungered for your touch... a long, lonely time"

You sing a step higher, and he smiles at you, strumming down the next chord and singing with you, "A long, lonely time"

Alex knew from the look in your eyes, that you felt the same way as he did, it was hard to admit to himself that, since that day he met you, you were running around the house in your school uniform with your white pair of knee socks, looking for your book, he had fallen in love like a fool, it was so simple he couldn't believe how easy it was to love you, he loved how comfortable you felt without shoes on the grass, even when you wore all of those knots in your hair to make it curly, whenever you put on lipstick for dinner just for him even if it wipes away easily, he loved how you rolled around in the grass as your fingertips fell the petals of the tiny flowers that grow in your backyard, you had bloomed into an irresistibly beautiful, kind and charismatic girl, it was so tough on him, to have you in front of him, with that sparkle in your eyes and your blushed cheeks, and not being able to do anything to you.

He was at a loss for words, that's why he sings to you, and simultaneously you end the song singing.

"Are you still mine? I need your love I need your love, Godspeed your love to me..."

In the meantime, you had three or more lemonades, you stopped counting after Al had set his eyes on you as he sang, rocked by his voice, you couldn't help yourself, you were falling deeply for him each time he came by your house, and each moment you didn't see him, you just imagined him and you together, going on dates to see films, buying books for each other, maybe even going to the beach someday, holding hands on the street, writing you songs, kissing... you sigh, those ideas that floated in your mind kept holding you back from wanting anyone else or even considering liking anyone else, the idea of him, no one else could match his size or even fill one of his shoes, you felt pathetic, so you drank down another cup.

The hours went by, and one by one, everyone started to head out, they all went to hug you goodbye, Alex watching you from a distance, the three of you were left in the backyard, but it didn't take long until your father began to get grumpy and angry, rambling about money and the company, that's what he only talked about these days.

"I'll handle this one," Al said, "Go to bed you old dog" Al helped your father up, holding each other's shoulders and going upstairs, you felt your tummy weird, you felt those tingles starting to get bigger as Al had left your side, you didn't understand why did you have that strong and lingering feeling, you needed him now, needed to be by his side, needed to hear his voice, and have his gaze fixated on yours. You became anxious, impatient for him to come back.

You heard the heel of his shoe clacking towards you, you turned your face to look at him, sitting upright and putting your hair away, "You're back" You said with a smile.

"I never left," He said, lighting up a cigarette with a match, the fire burns his cigarette and he inhales the smoke that came out, and you did too, relaxing into the air, "How you feelin' love?" He asked you, with a smudge smile he raised your face, "I see a little bit of red in your cheeks and...lips"

You immediately put your fingers on your bottom lip, "Oh... must be my lipstick then" You added, "I'm feelin' fine Al" You said sounding confident.

"Mmm... or didn't you lie to me about never drinking before? You look as if you haven't"

"I would never lie to you Al" You quickly replayed, too quickly since he smiled widely, looking satisfied in some way, his eyes glimmering when he looked at you, he bit his bottom lip, looking at you up and down slowly, he scratched his chin.

"I better get goin' it's late," He said but before you could stand up, you put your hand on top of his.

"Maybe I can pour you another margarita before you go, we could talk... we never really do" He furrowed his eyebrows but smiled.

"Can't say no to you sweetheart" You stood up, but as you did you felt dizzy, you tried to compose yourself quickly enough before he realized, you went into the kitchen and mixed his drink, and at the same speed, you came back.

"Can you pour me some pop for my drink?" You asked him, giving him back his cup, he looked at you strangely but poured another one for you, and you took another sip as Al drank his.

"Bloody good margaritas you make sweetheart, so... what'd ya wanna talk about?" He put his drink on the floor, running his hands through his hair.

"Umm..." You giggled nervously, but it lasted too long, you tried to calm yourself down but couldn't, "Sorry..." You covered your mouth with your hand.

He giggled along with you, "You feelin' it?" You nodded your head, "That 'appens when you sit down and drink, I'm not sure how, but when you stand up that's when you begin to feel it, you outta be careful when you go out with your mates" You smiled to your feet and said yes with your head.

"The girls like goin' out for shakes and watch the lots chasing a ball like idiots," You rolled your eyes, and your cheeks blushed.

"Got a boyfriend?" You said no with your head, he looked at you with a fainted smile, relieved to know so, "Why not? You're beautiful"

"I never know what to say to 'em" You answered with honesty, "They want this mysterious woman, a femme fatale, chic and cool, I'm none of those things, they just say I'm a funny girl, no one takes me seriously, I barely even talk now" He raised your chin, grabbing your hand, looking you deep in the eye with his tender look.

"You don't need to be that, you're beautiful, lovely lovely girl... does wankers don't know what they're missin' out on... round eyes, pink lips, blushed cheeks, pretty smile..." Your breathing stopped as he got closer, he licked his bottom lip, his eyes looking at your face with sweetness and love.

"You're describing every girl in this town" You answered, he moved his head saying no.

"No other girl could ever be just as precious as you darlin'" You chuckled breaking apart the short space between you, putting your head on his shoulder, "You need to go to bed, it's gettin' late for you" His hand lands on your knee, every single little touch that he gives you lasts a lifetime in your head.

"But tomorrow I got the whole day free... I don't need to wake up early"

"I could take you out for some shakes... you know, just you and me perhaps... keep going with our conversation" Your face shoots up, was he asking you out?

"Sounds nice" You slurred, he grabbed your hand, you stayed silent until out of the blue, you asked, "How did you know that unchained melody was my favorite song?" You feel Alex get tense, and shift in his seat.

"Maybe I've heard you sing it a few times before..." He admits, "You 'ave a pretty voice sweetheart," He caresses your hand with his thumb.

"So you observe me... that's creepy" You joked, "What else do you know?"

"Not much... I know you love to read about philosophy, and your favorite book is The Bell Jar 'cause you always ramble 'bout Buddy and how stupid he sounds at the end of the book when he asked if there was something in him that made women go insane, the shock therapy...." You couldn't stop laughing now, "You like to read Albert Camus even though you hated to read about him in school, you love Bob Dylan and Cash, you can't live without vanilla floats or red nails, and you despise wearing shoes at your house," You nod your head, everything he said was right, it intrigues you, "'Cause you say that-"

"Shoes are the ones that keep you away from having your feet on the earth"

"How do you know all of that?" He swallows down a big lump in his throat, his lips dry and his mind in a trance, "I mean, not even my father knows that... and he buys all of my books" He was debating himself in his head as he stares at your bambi eyes, how could he do this to you? how could he ruin something so simple with just a few words? He knows it's wrong and cruel to admit his love for you even if the looks between you already confirmed the fact that you like him too, he had his reasons as to why he never said anything to you, or why he loved to watch you from a distance, because you're a young girl, with way more ahead of you, and he was ten steps ahead of you. He drew back what he truly wanted to say.

"I think you're very interesting, and I also think..." Your eyes light up at that pause, "That you should go upstairs, bunny" You groan and kick your feet.

"I don't wanna..." Helping you to stand up, you took advantage of the moment to hug him close and tightly, "I wanna stay here, don't you wanna stay here with me?" His warm hand caresses your soft hair, rocking your body as he hums a sweet song, and your lips fold into a pout.

"Of course I wanna stay here, but I'm old and very sleepy, don't do this to me..."

You look up as you feel his gaze on you, and you stand on the top of your toes to give him a lingering kiss on his cheek, when your lips tear away from his warm skin he looks at you with more than just care, he had the kind of look you only saw on movies, or read in books, that look that makes you weak at the knees, that magnetic look that brought your lips together into a deep kiss, he opened your mouth feeling his lips land on top of yours, your mouth tasting like sweet cherries and lemonade, you were dizzy on the smell of his cologne, and his unique scent, his arms drop to your waist, pulling your body closer to his as you pull his face down, praying that he doesn't pull away too soon, but he didn't, he kept kissing you with passion that turns into lust and a deep desire for more, slowly his hand lands on your lower back.

He was gobsmacked at the way you kissed his mouth, so pure, "Don't stop kissin' me, I've been waiting for this too long" He holds your face with one hand pulling your lips to his, his thumb caressing your cheek, and dropping to your neck, you unconsciously moan into his mouth as you feel a big ache between your legs, butterflies on your stomach.

"Me too," You confess, still you can't look into his eyes but he does the job of putting your gaze on his, "I think I wanna go upstairs now" You look at him through your lashes, and he sighs.

"If you say the word" You bit your lower lip, and all of the scenarios ran wild in your head, but you were in awe that this was happening, he kissed you and took you upstairs to your room holding you in his big arms, drunk and seeing stars, thinking about only him. He puts you down once inside your room, locking the door, kissing you with the lights off beneath the pale moonlight that shines on his face.

"I'm all yours if you want me Alex" He sighs, his heart beats for you, he breaths for you, he yearns for you.

"Don't tell anyone about us love, can you keep that promise?" He whispered.

"I can, and I swear I will" You kissed him lovingly, walking back to your soft bed, "If I have you, I don't think I need anyone else" He groaned as he bit on your lower lip, he was so turned on by your words, you depend on him, you need him as much as he needs you, you root for him.

"That's a good girl," He hovers you over in your bed, his hand in the middle of your chest, feeling your rapid heartbeat, and it slides down to your tummy as if he could feel all of the butterflies in your stomach, he wanted to know if you felt the same way as him, suddenly his hand began to slide down to your lower abdomen carefully, and you felt the butterflies come alive once more, you wrapped your legs around him, forcing him to stay where he was, your tongue slipping inside his mouth, dancing with his in beautiful pace, your fingers pulling on his hairs, twisting bits of it in between them, his hand inside your inner tight, digging his nails into your skin as he kisses you hard and needy, his hips slowly began to grind against your thigh, creating yummy warm friction and that's when you felt how hard his cock was, rock hard, and probably hurting.

"I-..." You sighed as he kissed your neck, "I want to... uhm..." He kept placing sloppy wet kisses all over your neck, and collarbone, you were losing yourself in the pleasure.

"Come on, you can do it, babe..." A low chuckle came from the bottom of his throat, you didn't know how to say it politely, so instead your hand went down to feel his abs, he pulled his face up as he felt what you were doing, your doe eyes conquering his heart and pushing his impulses to the limits, then your hand dropped to his pulsing cock that bulged thru his jeans, he moaned as your little hand began to stroke him, he looked deep into your doe eyes, there was innocence and purity, something that he wouldn't let anyone else take it away for granted, he felt glad you had picked him because he knew exactly the way to treat you.

You had grown a bigger desire for more, he keeps moaning into the light touch of your hand, only making him get more tense, and hard, so fucking hard that he couldn't keep it in his pants for longer, "Babe, you're makin' thing worse..."

"Why?" You said with preoccupation, stopping the movements of your hand.

"'Cause you're making me want to fuck you even more in that pretty little dress of yours..." Your cheeks blush harder, maybe both of you had a loose tongue now, and still, you never knew what to say to him, "If you let me, I swear nothin' in this world will hurt you" Only he was the one that could hurt you, but you were allowing him to do so if the time comes, "I will be careful, and we can stop whenever you need it, that's if you want to-"

"Of course, I do" You quickly answered, he smiled taken by surprise, and he pushes one eyebrow up with a cocky smirk.

"Why? You need me?" His fingers trail down to your panties, a poodle of wetness soaking through them.

You whined and said, "Like I never needed anyone else" You make him smile from corner to corner, and he kisses you with lust and desire, his veiny and strong hands pull your dress up to your waist, his two fingers feeling the dampness of your panties, while you quickly untucked his shirt to feel his skin, his fingers gently unbuttoned your dress to grop your tits, moaning into his mouth as he kneads them like dough, you liked how hard was he gripping them, how hard he needs you, and how badly he wants to be inside you. He tore away the warmth of his big body to undo his belt and throw it away somewhere in your room, you sat up and unbuttoned his pants, looking up at him as you take his pulsing hard cock out of his boxers, you were stupified by the size and the feeling of his dick.

"See what you do to me now sweetheart? Whenever you're around with your tiny babydoll dresses, running around in your ballerina shoes, I think about how full your mouth would look with my dick inside it when you suck on your lollies, or how tight is your cunt whenever you sit cross-legged in front of me like a little lady, I just love whenever you bend over and I can see your panties... I wonder if you do it on purpose, to provoke me" He was sick as a dog for looking at you like that, admiring you just like that, but you were just as sick because you liked it.

"You'll find out tonight" You grabbed his cock confidently even if your hand was shaking slightly, you tried to let things flow and do as your gut tells you, you began to stroke him just as you were doing, and Alex looked at you with a silly smile, his quiff all messy, "What?"

"I love how hard you're trying to convince me that you know what you're doin', it's cute" He pinched your chin as a sign of love, "Open your mouth," He admired you like that for a second, with your pink tongue sticking out, and your pouty lips, "Fuck... I've always wanted to do this" Before you could ask him he spits inside your warm mouth, you didn't feel disgusted, you liked it, he took his cock and rammed his tip all over your lips smudging your lipstick, your cheeks flushed hard and he sticks his cock inside your mouth without warning, letting out a concealing moan, a drown out gasp as he grabs a fist full of your hair and moves your head in a jerking motion, fucking your mouth gently, leaving you breathless, you swallowed hard, "Suck like you suck your lollies, babydoll, do as I say..." He orders, and you do, twisting your tongue around him and hollowing your cheeks, sucking hard on his dick running your fingers thru his sexy v-line, he groans as shivers cover his whole body, and he swallows down the big desire to have you gagging and chocking on his dick into you ran out of breath, the sounds of your mouth slurping and tasting his dick inside your mouth were enough for his mind to run wild ideas, "Fuck... fuck, keep sucking hard babe... oh your mouth feels so nice... if your mouth is this little I can imagine how tight your cunt must be... nice and warm" You choked as Alex pulled your head harder and harder, your tears staining your cheeks digging your nails into his strong arms, and when he noticed he immediately pulled away, holding your head in his hands.

You were panting for air, your hand on your chest feeling your heart about to explode, "Was I any good?" That's your only concern in this moment, he looks at you with tenderness.

"You got me so close, I couldn't help meself... you just make me lose it completely, I'm sorry... maybe we shouldn't-" You cut him up with a kiss, the idea of not doing it with Alex now was a big no, you had the chance now, and you needed him so badly. He gently lays you down in your bed, you eagerly stripped down your panties to your feet kicking them off, "You cheeky girl, come to me, I'll make yeh a real woman now" You smiled, "And I'll be a good man for my girl, I'll make yeh feel some real love" He angled his cock at your pussy, you were running out of air just before he even does something to you.

"Is it... going to hurt a lot?" You look at him wide-eyed, his arm next to your head as you feel his tip right on the entrance of your most sensitive spot, he stares at you back caressing your face.

"If it hurts a lot you stop me, alright? I'll be careful... I'm with you, you call the shots babe" You giggle giving him one last sweet kiss on his lips, "I just wanna be yours" He kissed you deeply, losing yourself through the kiss, and then you felt a stinging pain in between your legs, feeling how something inside you was torn apart, and a stinging stretch, you whined twisting in your bedsheets, Alex quickly covered your mouth to prevent you from being heard, "It's ok... ok, you'll be ok I'm sorry, didn't want to hurt you..." You could finally breathe as he pulled himself outside you, Alex helped you to calm yourself down, helping you to breathe.

Once you thought you could try again, you nod your head, "I'm good..." You assured him.

"Listen to me" You carefully paid attention to his words, "I want you to close your eyes now" He gently slid his fingers through your eyes, "Hear my voice, and breathe," He held your hand, fingers intertwining, he aimed his head at your entrance, you began to feel nervous again, "Hear my breathing" He sounds calm and steady, you composed yourself breathing in the same way as him, then slowly he pushed himself in, halfway you felt the stinging come back, Alex moaned deep and breathy, you liked hearing those sounds come out of his mouth, they made your insides wetter, making it easier for you to be less uncomfortable, "Do you feel the pain fading away?" You nod, and whisper a simple 'yes', "Do you feel how close I am to you? I love feeling close to you my love, you must know how much I've always wanted you"

"I feel it" You breathed out, soon the pain turned into a growling pleasure, you were starved for more, your legs wide opened for him as he slowly and gently thrusts inside you, your mouth opens to moan gently, he heard you moaning so quietly it made him start to lose it again but he composed himself, kept going slow but building up a good pace for you, his fingers descend to your swollen clit, rubbing it in circles, adding more pleasure, making your legs lock on his hips, and your mouth to get louder, "That's good, babe, atta fuckin' girl... oh fuckin' hell you feel so fuckin' tight, I love it so much..." You moan louder as you feel him pushing himself entirely inside you, his balls pressed against your inner thighs, "Feel how deep I'm inside you now babe?" You hummed with pleasure, licking your lips, remembering the taste of his cock, but it was nothing like the feeling of it inside you now, nothing could compare to this feeling, this bond that was forming, more than just your hands holding, more than just his eyes on you, or his kisses, the intimacy and care he had for you, nothing had prepared you for this, but Alex was the best choice for you to tie this bond.

"I feel somethin'-" You said panting, Alex craving your sweet juices he pressed down hungrily on your clit, rubbing it in big circles with his thumb, "Oh! my... that's so good, ah! fuck..." He giggles at your curses, you grind your hips into him, and he speeds up his movements until he touched that place deep inside you, that place was like a cave that he lit up and set in flames, and the heat raises between your bodies, your eyes go white and you see stars as you come all over him, your legs trembling and he moans into your mouth, feeling your walls clenching around his cock, covering it entirely on your wet and sweet release, he moaned into your pillow as he pulled his cock out and jerked it, you threw his hand away and jerked it for him.

"Fuck!" He groans between gritted teeth, "Faster babe" He puts his hand on top of yours, closing it in a fist and jerking his slippery cock hard, "That's how me cock fucks my fist every single fuckin' night dreamin' about this, fuck... you fuckin'" He moaned loudly into your mouth as he came in hot spurts inside your belly button, "Oh fuck..." He panted, and he collapsed on top of you, both of you sweating cold, feeling each other's rapid heartbeat, smiling at each other like fools, your body began to relax and you closed your eyes enjoying that after-bliss and the weight of his body on yours, but it didn't last that long until you felt something warm seeping out of your legs, you reached in between them, your fingers came out with some blood.

"Shit!" You jumped out of bed before it could stain your sheets, wabbling into your bathroom, "You must be kiddin' me right now" You quickly sat down on your toilet cleaning out the little blood that was coming out of you, "Fuck fuck fuck" You muttered under your breath, there was no way something so nice could turn this embarrassing, you didn't understand.

"Tell me what happened," Alex rushed to the bathroom in his boxers.

"No, don't look!" You said, feeling tears in your eyes forming, "I think I got my period, I don't know how it came so soon, I'm so sorry, I-" You cleaned up your belly button, you were like a canvas covered in paint, everything was leaking out of you.

"Babe, sometimes girls bleed... it's ok, is it a lot though? 'Cause if it is, we need to go to a doctor now-" He was growing worried and guilty, he didn't think he was being too rough, you were enjoying it, and you could feel him getting scared.

"No, I'm fine, I just didn't remember this could happen, it's not a lot, I'm good I swear baby..." He smiled at the way you sweetly called him baby.

"Ok babe, do you need anything?" He asks kindly, you blushed.

"Mmm, maybe just calm down?" Both of you giggled, you stayed in the bathroom until the bleeding stopped changing into a fresh pair of panties and when you came outside you found him waiting for you on the edge of your bed like a puppy with his big brown eyes, and messy hairl "Hi" you waved.

"You feelin' alright now?" You hummed as a yes, "Go sit down, I'll change you up," He pulled out your dress, brushing your hair away from your face with his fingers, he took a good look at your breasts and your pretty fresh set of panties, completely mesmerized, "Or not?" You giggled and crawled to bed, choosing to stay like that with him, both naked and warm inside your bed sheets.

Until you burst your little happiness bubble "Do you have to go now?" He melts into the sound of your shy and pretty voice.

"Don't think 'bout it for a second, just close your eyes" He held you into his arms, humming a song to your ear, "I always think of you when I hear that song,"

"Give me, give me, give me

what I cry for

you know ya got the brand o' kisses

that I'd die for

You know you made me love you"

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G1 - Design e Expansão dos Sentidos

O que: o que é o projeto, para que serve, o que faz:

Como objeto de estudo desta pesquisa, optei por estudar o simulador Avatar: Flight Of Passage, atração do parque de diversões Animal Kingdom, localizado em Orlando, Florida e pertencente à empresa Disney. O projeto consiste em uma experiência imersiva 3D que simula o voo montado na garupa de uma criatura alada da terra de Pandora, o banshee, parte do universo do filme Avatar. Seu objetivo é trazer uma experiência memorável e divertida para as pessoas que visitam o parque, por meio da exploração do mundo místico de Avatar. A atração conta com um simulador que explora os sentidos da visão, do tato, do olfato e da audição.

Imagem 1: Sala de simulação (fotografia por Nick, coaster101.com)

Porque: qual a importância desse projeto, por que ele chamou a sua atenção.

A importância desse projeto para o Design é o elevado grau de imersão alcançado por meio da experiência, ultrapassando outros simuladores dos parques da Disney em termos técnicos. Em 2018, a atração recebeu o prêmio de "Outstanding Visual Effects in a Special Venue Project" pela Visual Effects Society (VES) no VES Awards, que ocorre anualmente. No mesmo ano, também foi indicada ao Annie Awards, evento com premiações voltadas à área de animação, na categoria "Outstanding Achievement for Animated Effects in an Animated Production", perdendo para o filme Coco, da Disney Pixar. Além de sua importância para o meio de efeitos visuais e animação, o projeto também se destacou para o público visitante dos parques da Disney, sendo classificado pelo site touringplans.com como a atração número 1 no ranking de melhores atrações do Walt Disney World e constando entre as 10 melhores atrações em outras listas. Seu sucesso com o público e premiações unidos à sua maestria em explorar os sentidos humanos me chamaram a atenção, levando-me a dedicar este estudo ao projeto.

Como: como funciona, especificações técnicas.

O projeto garante seu sucesso por um conjunto de fatores técnicos e narrativos que operam em conjunto:

Um dos elementos essenciais para a consolidação da imersão é a narrativa. Ela é contada pelos cenários, música ambiente, iluminação e objetos presentes nas salas; culminando no oferecimento da oportunidade de o visitante ser conectado a um avatar e visitar Pandora, conceito-chave do filme.

Em mais detalhes, a experiência imersiva começa na fila da atração, onde as pessoas caminham por salas diversas. Dentre elas, há uma sala de comando, onde se pode observar um Avatar (a criatura azul do filme) em repouso dentro de um tanque fechado.

Imagem 2: Avatar em tanque (fotografia por Brandon Glover)

Após passarem pela fila, as pessoas são levadas em grupos de 16 a cabines fechadas.

Imagem 3: Porta das Salas de escaneamento (imagem retirada de vídeo 4K Flight of Passage Queue & Pre-Show | Pandora - The World of Avatar, de The DIS)

Lá, assistem a uma transmissão de um cientista que tornará possível a conexão com os avatares. Neste momento, a atuação se configura como um elemento de suma importância para o storytelling, pois é o cientista que explicará sobre o mundo de Pandora e sobre sua animação em poder apresentá-lo aos visitantes.

Imagem 4: A importância da atuação (imagem retirada de vídeo 4K Flight of Passage Queue & Pre-Show | Pandora - The World of Avatar, de The DIS)

Por meio dele, as pessoas recebem a instrução de pisar sobre números de 1 a 16 no chão. Assim que todos pisam sobre os devidos números, a tela mostra que cada pessoa está sendo escaneada e, após o escaneamento, revela o Avatar correspondente de cada pessoa.

Imagem 5: Escaneamento (imagem retirada de vídeo 4K Flight of Passage Queue & Pre-Show | Pandora - The World of Avatar, de The DIS)

Imagem 6: Avatares (imagem retirada de vídeo 4K Flight of Passage Queue & Pre-Show | Pandora - The World of Avatar, de The DIS)

Após esse momento, um vídeo de instruções sobre a sala de simulação é mostrado na tela e todos entendem que estão prestes a entrar no mundo de Pandora. Após o vídeo, as portas da sala se abrem para uma sala onde se veem veículos semelhantes a motos dispostos lado a lado.

As pessoas são orientadas por funcionários da atração e por um áudio na sala a guardar seus pertences em recipientes específicos e a se sentar inclinadas para a frente sobre os veículos. Quando todos estão sentados, telas à frente dos veículos são reveladas e nelas é projetado o cenário 3D de Pandora.

Imagem 7: Sala de Simulação (imagem retirada de vídeo 4K Flight of Passage Queue & Pre-Show | Pandora - The World of Avatar, de The DIS)

Durante a simulação, podemos observar os demais elementos técnicos que contribuem para a imersão do projeto. Em segundo lugar, há os óculos 3D, que foram projetados especificamente para a atração e contam com um diferencial em relação a outros óculos: são mais largos e possuem lentes mais leves que óculos projetados para atrações similares (Cameron, James: Avatar Fandom).

Além dos óculos, há também os estímulos sensoriais que se modificam conforme o cenário. O viajante sente a mata da floresta, vento e neblina em pontos diferentes da animação.

Somado a isso, há o estímulo tátil, gerado por meio do contato das pernas das pessoas com o veículo, que simula mecanicamente o movimento dos músculos que promovem o bater de asas da ave banshee, gerando uma credibilidade da experiência ainda maior.

Modificações: Criticar eventuais falhas ou deficiências na situação pesquisada e sugerir alternativas ao partido adotado.

Como todo projeto, o simulador Avatar: Flight Of Passage possui algumas falhas que podem ser aprimoradas. Como a atração se propõe a ser uma experiência imersiva, poderia ter sido experimentado o sentido do paladar, algo que revolucionaria o alcance sensorial dos simuladores existentes. Também poderia ter sido explorada a visualização do corpo de cada pessoa como um Avatar, por meio do uso da realidade mista, transformando o corpo da pessoa no da criatura azul e contribuindo para a imersão da experiência. Por fim, poderiam aparecer elementos de cenário analógicos em conjunto com a projeção da tela, como outras atrações de simulação fazem.

Imagem 1: https://www.coaster101.com/2018/12/11/what-makes-avatar-flight-of-passage-so-immersive/

https://disneyparks.disney.go.com/blog/2018/02/avatar-flight-of-passage-honored-with-industry-award-for-outstanding-visual-effects/

https://annieawards.org/rules-and-categories/achievement-categories/outstanding-achievement-for-animated-effects-in-an-an-animated-feature-production

Cameron, James: https://james-camerons-avatar.fandom.com/wiki/Flight_of_Passage?amp%3B_Pre-Show_-_Pandora_-_The_World_of_AVATAR=undefined

http://vfxvoice.com/avatar-flight-of-passage-a-cinematic-multi-sensory-3d-experience-that-soars/

Imagem 2: https://touringplans.com/blog/2017/08/05/s6_wdwhighestrated/

Imagem 3, 4, 5, 6 e 7: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9mULTbRRic

https://www.theverge.com/2017/5/27/15702590/pandora-world-of-avatar-flight-of-passage-ride-review

https://james-camerons-avatar.fandom.com/wiki/Flight_of_Passag

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