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dayyydr3amm3rr · 2 months

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IMAGINE*

Imagine...Andre getting tired of his father parading him around like a show pony so he decides to sneak off with you...

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Warnings: Sexual contact, straight-up smut, Andre is high as a kite, drug usage

Things to Know: The reader is a female, she has been with Andre for years, totally smokes with him when he needs it, DTF any day of the week, this was a request of someone Anonymous on Tumblr, Reader's powers are fire-related, MUST BE 18+ to read

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Andre had one of your thighs over his arm as his hips slammed against yours. He kept a tight grip on your hip, nose nuzzled against your jawline, quiet noises escaping his lips. Your fingers were digging into his suit-covered shoulders, teeth biting into your lower lip to keep yourself quiet. "Fuck, Andre..." You hissed, gasping as he shifted ever so slightly and began to slam into you in a completely different spot, causing you to arch your hips. "Fuck...you feel amazing..." Andre whispered voice strained as he continued to rut into you. While you were always down to fuck your boyfriend anytime anywhere...a public bathroom during a large fundraiser wasn't in the playbook...until now. You could barely remember who the fundraiser was for due to your boyfriend's unrelenting pace and strength. Being a Ne-po baby wasn't easy for Andre. He was third on the ranking at GODU...and not necessarily because of his amazing control over metals.

His father had dragged him to yet another fundraiser, all in the name of meeting important people so that his father could secure him a spot in The Seven. He had managed to convince his dad to let him bring you along for the ride. Saying how having you there would make it easier for him...and not adding the fact that you could hide Andre's stash of weed in your dress. He lasted two hours of being dragged around with you on his arm before he made the excuse of needing to use the restroom and gave you the eyes that said to wait a few moments before following. All that has led to now. Forcing you against the wall of one of the stall bathrooms, using his abilities to lock it, lips pressed against yours as he quickly dragged the hem of your dress up, simply pulling your underwear aside as he trusted himself into you, groaning against your lips about how good you fucking felt.

As stated before, he held one thigh over his forearm, hand braced against the stall wall, and his other hand held tightly around your hip, keeping you in place as he fucked you. His bloodshot eyes were stuck gazing at where the two of you connected, completely absorbed in seeing himself thrust in and out of you. Fuck..you were so close. You could taste blood in your mouth as your teeth bit through your lip, your grip tightening around his shoulders. "Fuck..." Andre hissed between clenched teeth, taking his hand that was on your hip and bringing it up to the nape of your neck, digging his fingers through the strands of hair there. He was almost slumped against you completely, his whole body touching yours. It felt so good...even high, Andre could pull orgasm after orgasm out of you. It was like being high made him hornier. He could eat you out for hours...fuck you from dusk until dawn after he smoked some of his stash.

The two of you were almost lost in yourselves, absorbed in Andre fucking you against the bathroom wall stall...And you were getting so close...So fucking close....you were almost--was that a squeak? The door to the bathroom was opening, and a pair of heels could be heard on the floor. Your eyes widened and you went to shove at Andre, opening your mouth to tell him to stop... someone was coming into the bathroom..and they were going into the bathroom stall right next to the one you two were using...Andre, without hesitation, moved the hand that was cupping the back of your neck and used it to cover your mouth, his fingers digging into the skin of your cheeks slightly. His bloodshot and lazy weed-high eyes stared into yours as his hips moved faster, thrusting into you relentlessly, using his other arm to move your thigh slightly, hitting a brand new spot inside you. He watched as your eyes went teary with pleasure and rolled back, any moans being squandered by his hand. It was as if he liked the thought of being caught, or heard. He continued as if the person in the next stall wasn't taking a piss there, focused solely on you and how you clenched around him, eyelids fluttering as your fingers dug even more into his shoulders.

Your legs were beginning to shake, and your back arched off the wall, pressing up against Andre. While this wasn't very romantic, (hearing someone going to the bathroom right next to you), you could still feel yourself almost forgetting that as Andre pushed you closer and closer to your orgasm. His hand continued to cover your mouth, his jaw clenched to keep his mouth shut so that the two of you don't get caught. You can vaguely hear the stranger finishing up her business, flushing the toilet and walking out of the stall, taking a few moments to wash her hands, and then walking out. Andre let out a grunt, hand removing from your mouth and slamming beside your head, you moaning out in response, breath gasping. One of your arms swings around Andre's neck, fingers digging into his skin as he continues to thrust into you. He then hooks his forearm under your other thigh, bringing your other leg up, keeping you suspended against him, back against the wall as he plows into you, grunting, mouth hung open at the feeling of you clenching around him.

"Oh...Fuck..." He sighs, tilting his head back before connecting your foreheads, bloodshot eyes staring into yours. "Fuck, Andre..." You're getting so fucking close now. He's holding you up, no problem, pants unbuckled, barely lowered just so he could fuck you in a bathroom stall at a fundraiser his father took him to. "Oh, God...I'm gonna cum...please don't stop...don't you fucking dare..." You threaten, voice going breathless as you arch your back, thighs shaking. You tighten your grip on Andre as you cum, cunt spasming around him as he dug his head in your neck, grunting out at the feeling. He thrusts a few more times, pausing deep inside you as he too cums, shuddering at the feeling, continuing to dig his head into your neck.

Deep breaths are shared between you two, Andre almost slumping against you completely, not bothering to pull out of you. "...Fuck..." he sighed, letting out a small breathless chuckle. A small smile creeps up on your face, and you place a few small kisses on his cheek, slowly catching your breath. "...I'm sure your dad is wondering where we are..." you said, tapping at Andre's arms so he could place you back on the ground. You let out a small sound, nose crinkling at the feeling of Andre sliding out of you. "Still got my stash?" Andre asked, eyebrows raised.

You let out a chuckle, shaking your head at your boyfriend. "Aren't you high enough?" You ask, digging into the cleavage of your dress, pulling out a nice joint. "Of course I do." You hum. You plop one end of the joint into your mouth, bringing one of your fingers up, using your ability to light up the tip of your finger, giving your boyfriend a wink as you light the joint, inhaling deeply. You maintain eye contact as you inhale, bringing the toxic smoke into your lungs, holding it for a few moments before you exhale, seeing Andre inhale the expelled smoke through his nose, sighing it out deeply. "I fucking love you...you know that?" He asked, wrapping his hands around your waist.

The two of you share the joint, readjusting your clothes and sharing high kisses, taking turns shotgunning the smoke into each other's mouths. The weed quickly takes over, eyes going bloodshot and lazy smiles spreading across mouths. "I fucking love you too...just so you know." You answer, voice slightly slurred as you speak. Neither one of you paid any mind as to how long you spent hiding away in the bathroom stall, smoking, kissing, and getting high. The two of you could vaguely hear Polarity outside, asking people if they had seen his son, the two of you giggling quietly. This certainly wouldn't be the first nor last time Andre would try and convince his dad to let him bring you along to another fundraiser.

#gen v amazon #gen v imagines #andre anderson #andre x reader

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 2 months

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IMAGINE* pt 2

Imagine...a continuation of Jordan telling reader to sit on their face after their parents leave

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Warnings: READER RIDES JORDAN'S FACE, sexual contact, Jordan wants to suffocate between reader's thighs, Jordan touches themself at the fact of you riding their face

Things to know: this is a part two to IMAGINE*. Picks right up from there, immediate sexual contact happens. MUST BE 18+ to read, reader is female

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Jordan kept their smirk as their hands slid from your waist to your ass, squeezing the clothed flesh between their fingers. Jordan leaned forwards and kissed you, using their grip on your ass to grind you against their body. "What was it you said earlier? I owe you an orgasm?...I don't know what the fuck you're waiting for, but get up here and ride my fucking face..."

Your cheeks flushed at their words. Holy shit...at your hesitation, Jordan taps your ass with a firm hand. "Did I fucking stutter?" They asked, tilting their head as they looked at you. "Go on...strip out of those clothes and sit on my fucking face." They say. You nod your head absentmindedly, scrambling off of them before tugging at your bottoms. "All of it...not just your bottoms..." Jordan hums, sitting up to watch you undress. Your clothes hit the floor and you make your way back to Jordan, who immediately lies back down, using their fingers to gesture at you to climb over them.

You do as you're told, slowly making your way up their body, knees on either side of them. You see them lick their lips as your body hovers over their mouth, their hands coming up to grab at your hips. "C'mon...take a seat..." they say, voice low as they use their hands to slowly lower you to their mouth. You shiver and let out a gasp as their tongue licks a broad stripe up your cunt, gently prodding at your clit. You do your best to hover gently above them, not wanting to sit like they said, you don't want to kill your partner by suffocation or anything. Jordan lets out a moan as they continue their girl dinner, tongue moving back and forth against your cunt, moans and hums escaping their lips

You yourself are shuttering above them, trying to remember to keep your weight off of them so they don't die between your legs. Jordan keeps a tight grip on your hips, bringing their hands down to your thighs, wet slurping sounds coming from their mouth as they continue to prod at you. Your thighs are shaking on either side of their head, your mouth is hung open, moans escaping as you do your best to stay still above them. Jordan hums again, craning their neck so they can dig their face into your cunt, tongue moving wildly.

Your immediate reaction is to moan out and arch away from them, lifting off them slightly, you don't get far however. Jordan shifts immediately, small dainty hands becoming larger and more firm. They yank you down onto their mouth, eyes set in a glare as they look up at you, short hair smushed out underneath their head. "And who the fuck said you could run from me?" Their voice is dark, almost a deep growl. "I...but Jordan—" they suck harshly at your clit, fingers digging into the skin of your ass. They pull your full weight down onto their mouth continuing to eat you out like they've been starved.

"When I tell you to sit on my face...I mean sit on my fucking face. Use my mouth like the desperate little thing you are and make a fucking mess...don't hover...fucking take a seat." They snarl, hands tight around your thighs, fingers continuing to dig into the skin of your ass, shoving you back and forth on their mouth, tongue going at you. Small screams and yelps escaped your lips as Jordan continued to move you over their face, making you use them to get yourself off. They rocked you back and forth over their mouth, eyes glaring up at you. They hummed a few times, causing you to shudder and flinch, trying and failing at pulling away from them. Soon enough you find your rhythm. You're rocking back and forth over their mouth without their prompt to.

You're sighing, shuddering, unable to keep still as they continue to eat you out, their large veiny hands shifting to smaller, soft hands. Jordan hums into you again, keeping their face tucked under you, tongue going to town. "Good fucking girl..." Jordan mutters, keeping their hands loosely around your thighs. There's no need to have a tight grip on them now that you're riding their face on your own. Your hands are against the headboard, helping keep your balance as you continue to rock your hips above Jordan's mouth. "Keep riding my face..." They murmur, fingers digging into the skin of your ass, placing a hard smack against it. You cry out at the sting, shuddering over them, almost curling in on yourself as you continue to move your hips, desperately trying to bring yourself to a release that you did not have the luxury of having earlier.

"Oh, fuck...I'm close...a-almost--" Your voice is breathless, your body pulling taunt above them, jerking everytime their tongue brushes against your clit over and over again. Your thighs are beginning to burn but your orgasm is almost there. You can't fucking stop now. Jordan's hips are thrusting against air...its fucking hot how you're using them to get yourself off. They can't stop the moans that escape their mouth from the very taste of you, your juices flowing down their chin, smearing over their nose and mouth from how desperately you're riding their face like the good girl you are. Jordan can't take it anymore and shoves a hand down their shorts, spreading their wetness within, touching themselves at the sight and taste of you. They're clenching around their fingers, matching their pace with their mouth and tongue, wanting you to reach your orgasm, needing you to reach your orgasm.

It's about over for you once they use their free hand to touch you. Two fingers sinking in to your sopping wet cavern, curling their fingers just right that has you whimpering and writhing over their face, their tongue continuing their assault against your clit. They themself can't stop moaning and humming around you, your taste mixed with them touching themself is sending them closer to the edge along with you, almost embarrassingly quick... not that they would be telling you that later on of course. Your toes are curling, their toes are curling, the both of you are so fucking close..."Mmm...Cum for me..." Jordan hums, looking up at you as they quicken their peace with their fingers and tongue. "Continue being a good girl for me...and fucking cum." They state, their hip moving along with yours, fingers curling against their own spot, just as their other fingers curl against yours. "Oh fuck! Ah...cum--i'm cumming--!" Youre left shaking, gasping, struggling to pull yourself off their mouth as you cum.

Jordan hums, slurping up everything you offer, keeping their fingers moving to help you along your orgasm. They follow soon after, a grunt escaping their mouth that is muffled due to still being attached to you, their fingers moving double time on themself, hips arching and feet digging into their bed, jerking slightly as they too cum, having no care of their wet fingers as they bring the rhand out of their now soiled shorts and grab at your ass, smearing their release over your skin, a wet slap being left against it. Their fingers that are still inside you slow, brushing against spots that have you shuttering once again, jerking against their hold, the feeling of being overstimulated starting to kick in. Their eyes are boring into your face, watching every facial expression you expose, watching as your eyelids flutter and pupils dialate...your cheeks flush and sweat dampens your skin. A smirk forms on their wet lips, they press slow kisses over the inside of your thighs, teasing you slightly as you slump slightly, holding tight to the headboard, thighs shaking.

"Good girl..." They murmur, rubbing your ass and thighs gently, squeezing every here and there. "Good fucking girl..." You may be inclined to do this again sometime...now knowing that they'd be just fine burying themself into you...

TAGLIST: @baeberry-2005, @morelovemorepeacemoretattoo-blog@dayylighhtt

#gen v amazon #gen v imagines #jordan li #jordan li x reader #derek luh #london thor

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 3 months

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Hello! Curious do you plan to make a part 4 of Imagine ⚠️

…I might be 👀😏

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 3 months

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Im living for your LiMoreau imagines ❤️❤️❤️

NGL me too 👀

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 4 months

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Hey! Do you think you could write something for andre? maybe something where the two of you sneak away from his dad during a fundraiser. could be smut?

I sure can 😏👀

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 4 months

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amazing job on the luke smut <3 ur a talented writer thank u for all ur hard work

Happy to be of service 🫡. Thank you very much!

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 4 months

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IMAGINE*

Imagine...Luke overstimulating you until you pass out due to his nightmares getting worse

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Warnings: sexual contact, Luke going down on Reader, passing out, multiple orgasms, mentions of Luke seeing Sam in hallucinations

Things to know: Reader is Luke's girlfriend, and Luke needs a distraction...and Reader provides it, Cate is not mentioned nor is his girlfriend so NO cheating in this one, he’s a short one guys, sorry!

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"No, no, no...L-Luke—!" Your body was trembling. Your thighs shook against his bed as his arms held them pinned under them, hands cupping your chest. He seemed to either not hear you or not care as he simply hummed against your clit, tongue delving in between your walls. You couldn't stop the squeal from escaping your lips as you tried to pull away, hands smacking against his broad shoulders. Luke simply readjusted, letting go of your breasts and moving his arms under your thighs, holding them open that way, fingers digging into the inside of your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh every here and there, pulling you closer to him so he could dig in deeper.

Your body was tense and tight. Every swipe of his tongue on your clit, and every suck on your clit caused you to jerk. You weren't sure what number orgasm you were approaching, but you knew he wasn't stopping anytime soon. Luke could never get tired of you. He could eat you out for fucking hours. Your hands didn't bother him. He simply ignored them and kept his pace. "Oh f-fuck!" Your back arched and he hummed again. His blue eyes glanced up at your arched back, with your head thrown back. He shook his head back and forth, tongue following as he pushed his face closer to you, shoving himself deeper into you.

You almost convulse, eyes crossing as you arch into his mouth, thighs shaking as you pushed at his head again, cumming for the umpteenth time, a broken squeal escaping your lips. The wet spot continues to grow underneath you. Your breathing was erratic as you began arching away from Luke's mouth, whining that it was too much and no more, your hands pushed at his head, thighs closing around his shoulders trying to disconnect his mouth from your cunt.

Luke simply hummed once again, looking up at you with lust-filled eyes. He simply shrugged your hands away, once again pushing your thighs further apart, then almost touching the bed with how wide he had you spread. "I'm not finished..." he said before diving back in. A small scream escapes your lips as you arch and pull away from him, but you don't get far. He easily pulls you back into his mouth, eyes glaring up at you as you continue to squirm and writhe under him. Tongue going to town on your cunt, the wet sounds filling his dorm along with your ragged breath and moans.

You tap at his hands, wanting him to loosen his grip on your thighs, but he doesn't budge. He's an immovable force between your legs. Tongue dragging along your folds, sucking at your clit. He's not stopping and he's not slowing down. Granted, he had warned you that he needed an escape. He needed a distraction from seeing his dead brother all the time. He warned you that if you let him use you, he wouldn't be stopping anytime soon. As the ever-so-worried girlfriend you were, you allowed him to use you as he saw fit. What you hadn't expected was for him to eat you out for what felt like fucking hours. He'd most certainly need to do some fucking laundry after he was finished with you. You cum again, gushing around his tongue, crying out, tears slipping down your face. Your legs felt like jello. You could barely move them. But Luke finally, finally gave one last suck to your raw clit before letting it go with a wet pop, kissing up your body, knees on either side of your thighs, holding them above his thighs, his legs holding yours open.

He kisses you softly, lips, mouth, chin, all wet from your arousal and many rounds of cumming on his face. You could taste yourself on his tongue but paid no mind as you tiredly kissed him back. He gives you almost no warning as he digs his head into your neck, hips pushing forwards, breaching you with his dick. It's thick...girthy. A slight curve that has you shuddering around it. He groans out as he pushes himself inside you, your head gets thrown back, a soundless noise escaping your open lips as your fingers dig into his shoulders, thighs raising above his hips. Your facial expression pulls into a pleasured painful look, cunt spent as you clench around his dick, overstimulated but wanting more. His arms are on either side of your head, fingers digging into the sheets as his hips push and pull against yours, grunts and moans escaping his lips at the tight feeling of you wrapped around him. Your cunt spasms around him with every push of his hips, keeping a tight grip around his dick as he keeps a steady and quick pace. He's fucking you.

On a normal day, he'd spend time worshipping you, working you up to take his cock. Mumbling soft words or love under his breath as he took his time with you. But since he's been having nightmares, seeing his dead brother as hallucinations, he's much more rough. He's an animal, taking what he wants. His hips start to slam into yours, sending you sliding slightly upwards with the force, head now hanging over the side of the bed. Luke keeps his head nuzzled into your neck, practically grinding against you as he brings you pleasure and another orgasm. You shake and convulse around him again. He's crowding you, keeping you caged under him. You have nowhere to go, you can't push him off. Your hands scramble around his back and shoulders, pushing him away while leaving indents on his skin. your legs spasm as you cum, your breath stuttering and you can't moan out anymore. The only thing that escapes you is gasps, whimpers, and breathless sounds.

Your ears are starting to ring. You bring both of your hands to rest on his abdomen. His abs tense with every thrust he gives you. You can only look up at the ceiling in a daze. You're trembling around Luke, edges going black around your vision. Your thighs press into the skin of his hips, eyes rolling to the back of your head. You can feel Luke's lips pressing against your throat, kissing and biting at the skin as he leaves mark after mark on your neck. His hips continue to move against you, with no sign of them slowing or stopping. You remember being tense, eyes rolling as Luke continued his motions. You remember being close to another orgasm, fingers scratching down his abs, before you cum again, and everything goes black, and your body goes lax underneath Luke.

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You can vaguely feel Luke's lips pressing against your forehead, his arm is wrapped you, keeping you against his bare skin, holding you close. He's whispering soft words to you, thank yous and I'm sorrys escaping his lips. You let out a small hum as you come to, eyes opening slowly. You were sore, and still tired. You still couldn't feel your legs. You stayed slumped against your boyfriend, too tired to move. "Mmm...you weren't kidding..." your voice was hoarse and thick with sleep. You could hear Luke laugh slightly against your forehead, leaving another kiss against your temple.

“I’m sorry…the nightmares…they’re getting worse and…I just needed something…needed you…” Luke said, voice quiet. You looked up at him, head still resting against his skin. “You’ll always have me…I’m sorry you’re still having nightmares…I wish I could help you out more..” you said, biting your lip. “You help me out plenty…I can assure you. I’m sure I’ll be sleeping like a fucking baby tonight.” Luke says cheekily. You roll your eyes swatting at his chest. “What time is it? Isn’t your first official training session of the semester starting in a few hours? You’re going up against Incredible Steve, right?…who the fuck came up with that name?”

Luke lets out a chuckle. “I know.” He answered. “Andre will kill you if your late, lover boy.” You say, smiling up at him. “Eh. I’ve got a few more hours…I’m thinking I could spend it with my amazing—kiss—beautiful—kiss—distraction—kiss—of a girlfriend.” Luke says between kisses, leaning back over you again. You let out a small laugh, bringing both hands up to run your fingers through his hair at the back of his neck. “Mmm…maybe…” you say slowly, leaning up slightly so he could kiss you. Maybe you could let him have his way with you one more time…

TAGLIST: @baeberry-2005, @morelovemorepeacemoretattoo-blog @dayylighhtt

#gen v amazon #gen v imagines #luke riordan #luke riordan x reader

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 4 months

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IMAGINE⚠️ pt 3

Imagine...the beginning of the LiMoreau x fem!Reader. Meeting them for the first time...the first move they make on you...first official date between the three of you...first kiss

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Warnings: Cuteness overload, slightly moody Jordan, simp!Marie, clueless reader, reader seems like a pill junkie but is only using power dampeners, mentions of mental health, long as FUCK, slight sexual contact and refers to sexual acts

Things to Know: Reader is the same reader from IMAGINE⚠️ and IMAGINE⚠️ pt 2, so same powers. Same concept of loosing control using said powers. Power dampeners are included. Italics are on purpose as this imagine is technically a prequel to IMAGINE⚠️, and happened in the past, if that makes sense.

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Marie Moreau had noticed you first. You had headphones in, ignoring the outside world as you walked to your next class. She couldn't take her eyes off of you. It took Jordan nudging her to knock her out of her own head as they looked at her in confusion with a raised brow. "Ignoring me now, Moreau?" They asked, not amused at their girlfriend's lack of attention on them. Marie playfully rolled her eyes at her partner, throwing them a smile. "No...just...do you have any idea who that is?" Marie asked, pointing over to you, headphones still in as you walked by, eyes on the floor.

Jordan leaned forward to look around Marie, eyes falling on you. They gave a small hum, eyes trailing your figure. "That's...oh. That's Y/n L/n. I'm not sure what her powers are but Brink has her pretty high on the ranking...rank fifteen...so, she's got to be pretty powerful." Jordan shrugged. They looked back over to their girlfriend, noting her eyes seemed to be glued to you. A smirk pulled at their lips as they caught onto Marie's interest. "She's hot, huh?" They asked, smirk still on their lips. "What? No! I..." Marie stuttered over her words as her eyes flicked between you and Jordan.

You soon disappeared around the corner, and Marie looked over towards a still smirking Jordan. "It's okay to admit you know." They said, raising an eyebrow towards Marie. "She is hot." They shrug. Marie rolled her eyes and nudged her partner. "Shut up. We have to get to class." She muttered, an amused grin pulling at her lips. She grabs at their hand, pulling them along with her as Jordan chuckled behind her.

Jordan noticed you next. Marie's obvious interest in you peaked theirs. During their T.A. Work for Brink, they tried their best to dig into your file. They didn't find out much, just who your parents were, that you were an only child...that something tragic happened to your mother. That you had originally applied for the performing arts aspect of Godolkin...not Crimefighting. That struck them as weird but they brushed it off. Brink obviously saw something in you, as did the sponsors who donate to Godolkin...for them to have you at rank 15. Needless to say, they were intrigued by you.

They couldn't help but think more about you the more they tried to dig into your life before you came to Godolkin. It certainly didn't help that Marie seemed to have managed to talk to you a few times by then. She would spend hours talking about you to Jordan. Jordan would always happily listen, asking her to ask you questions for them, to see if they could get some more information about you. You never gave her direct answers. Their interest was more than peaked now. Seeing how pouty and upset Marie would get at not receiving the answers she wanted never failed to make Jordan amused.

Jordan had taken to watching you at a distance. They would watch you in class, they would watch you as you worked out....they were a fan of your pair of spandex shorts you would wear particularly on Fridays. They watched you spar with other students and win. They were always excited to witness you body slam a student to the floor. But they were never able to witness your abilities. They spent hours with Marie wondering what your powers were, and they would spend hours together, guessing and throwing out possibilities. Marie continued to try and make small talk with you, while it took Jordan a little more convincing to start talking to you. They were more content letting Marie do the talking.

You, however, knew they were watching. Neither of them were very subtle. Marie had approached you about a week after you noticed she was watching you. "Hi!" She held a wide smile on her face as she leaned over, giving a small wave to catch your attention. It was lunchtime and your headphones were in, but you held no lunch in front of you, only books and papers. You looked up, slightly startled before reaching up and pulling one of your headphones out of your ears, giving her a confused look. "Sorry?" You asked.

Marie would approach you multiple times after that. Slowly, you would thaw bit by bit, talking more. More smiles thrown at her. With Jordan...it was a bit different. They didn't outright approach you. They stuck by Marie after the umpteenth time she approached you. Her hand was in theirs as she dragged them with her, the same large smile on her face when she saw you sitting at the same table with the same books and paper, studying away as you always did during lunch. The only difference is, Jordan held a bag of food in their other hand, Vought-a-Burger.

You looked up in surprise at the both of them. "...Hi...?" You questioned, glancing between Marie and Jordan. "Hey, Y/n! Sorry I haven't had the chance to introduce you two! Jordan's a bit shy." Marie spoke, ignoring Jordan's raised eyebrow and unamused look they shot at her. "...Right. And...what's with the food?" You questioned, looking down towards the bag. "It's for you." Jordan held out the bag, shooting you the unamused look next. You blinked again. "Oh...for me?" At Jordan's nod to your question, you nodded slightly, frantically looking around at your mess and began closing books and making room.

"Uh...thanks...for the, for the food...you didn't have to waste your money on me..." you mumbled, moving another book out of the way. Jordan snorts, rolling their eyes at you. "Wouldn't have to if you took proper care of yourself." Jordan's slightly harsh words caused them to get elbowed by their girlfriend. "Be nice!" She muttered to them. Jordan rolled their eyes, looking back to you. "Sorry...but I'm right. Books and notes aren't lunch." They said to you. Your lips twitched in amusement, "Maybe," you hummed. "But I also didn't ask you to buy me lunch."

Marie had sent a smug smile towards Jordan, who was trying to ignore the sudden pounding they felt in their chest. Cute..."Maybe," Jordan copied, "but Marie was worried you weren't taking care of yourself...so...I offered to ease her worries and make sure you ate." They finished, setting the bag of food down in front of you. Marie and Jordan sat across from you. They both looked at you expectantly, waiting. You looked between them, eyes wide with question. Jordan once again rolled their eyes and nudged the bag of food closer to you, keeping eye contact with you as a slight scowl curled in their mouth. "Eat..."

You swallow thickly and almost immediately dig in. Jordan relaxes their shoulders and looks on smugly. Marie hides a smile as she shakes her head. That was one of many moments that had you slowly falling for the two. Marie's worry about you, Jordan's complaints despite buying you food every time...they made it hard to keep them at an arm's distance. They always found excuses to hang out with you. They were always close by. It made it hard trying to hide your powers and take the power dampeners. There had been times where you could feel her in your head. It mainly happened whenever you spent most of the day with Jordan and Marie.

They would hang out with you for hours. Sometimes it would be early in the morning to go for a run, or spar...sometimes it'd be late at night where they'd take you off campus and have a fun night out. It was hard to keep track of when you were supposed to take the pill, especially when she almost made her debut on a night in one night. You, Jordan, and Marie were chilling in Jordan's dorm, Jordan and Marie were laying on either side of you, all three of you laying down on their bed. It was a slightly tight squeeze, but none of you were complaining.

Marie and Jordan were both looking at you...gazes soft. Your eyes were closed, hands over your stomach, this is probably the most relaxed you've ever felt. Marie and Jordan met eyes across from you and both had seemed to come to an agreement. You would make an excellent addition to their relationship. It had been months since they became friends with you...the feelings were there...but they knew you were keeping your distance to be respectful to their relationship. You had been relaxed. She had been quiet...but you knew it was approaching the time to take your power dampeners again soon.

You hated having to leave them, enjoying their company...but you didn't want her to hurt them. She wasn't always...nice when she came out. Hell, the first time she took over...your mother ended up dead. Your father wouldn't look at you...hasn't looked at you in years because of what she did. You would be damned if you lost more people just because she couldn't control herself. Marie rose an eyebrow at Jordan, questioning if they should tell you now...ask you to be a part of their lives intimately...Jordan gave a small shrug, arm behind their head. They had chosen their female form for now, to make it easier for the three of you to fit on their bed semi comfortably.

Marie looked back over at you, eyes soft as her brown eyes roamed over your features. If she focused, she could feel your calm heartbeat, the blood rushing through your veins...the compound V intertwined and flowing in your veins. She couldn't tell what your powers were...but it almost felt...cold. Your blood ran ever so slightly colder than normal. When she asked why, you had stalled. Reverting her attention to something else. Marie could feel her lips parting. "Y/n?" Her voice was quiet in the quiet room, but you heard her just fine. Jordan looked over to Marie, eyes slightly wide.

You hummed in response. You were too comfortable to move, too relaxed. You didn't notice the room beginning to get slightly colder. Jordan had shivered slightly, pulling the covers over them more, making sure you and Marie were covered too. "How are you not cold?" Jordan grumbled. Your eyes remained closed as you gave a small shrug. "Cold doesn't bother me..." you mumbled. Marie had a small smile on her face as she looks at you. "Y/n?" She says again. You tilt your head over to her, opening your eyes. Her eyes widen ever so slightly as she looks at you in surprise. "Your eyes..." she breathes. Jordan is quick to look over, sitting up to try and get a glimpse.

"...What?" You ask, looking at her in confusion. Your eyebrows furrow as Marie continues to look at you. "They're glowing..." she whispers. Your heart drops. Your eyes widen as your breathing gets faster. Shit...you immediately sit up, frantically shoving the covers off of you. Both Jordan and Marie watch you with wide eyes as you panic. "I uh...sorry! But, I have to go!" You panic. Marie and Jordan both look between each other and you. "What...are you okay?" Marie asked, arm out towards you. "What's wrong?" Both Marie and Jordan had stood from the bed after you did, watching as you gathered your bag in a haste. You could now feel her probing her way forwards.

The concern on Marie's and Jordan's faces sent a warm feeling through you...one that was quickly snuffed out by fear as you began to rush towards the door. "Sorry! I just...I have to go...I'll see you two later.." It would be weeks before they saw you again. That didn't stop them from watching from afar. They both wondered what sent you into that panic. Marie was always worried. Seeing how tired and just overall out of it you looked. Dark circles under your eyes suggested lack of sleep. You would walk much too slowly to every class. You were late almost every day.

There still wasn't any food on your normal lunch table when they spotted you at lunch, but you also didn't have any books and weren't taking any notes. You just had your head down, maybe trying to catch up on sleep. Jordan, having enough pulled Marie with them towards you, a hard look on their face. Jordan plopped down first, crossing their arms over their chest, Marie didn't miss them switching from female to male once they approached you. They were on the defensive. Preparing themself for some sort of hurt to come from you. The sound of their huff and plopping down in the seat across from you, had you jolting upwards, a tired look in your eyes as you blinked a few times to clear your sleep-blurry vision.

Your heart began to race as you met the angered face of Jordan Li. "Why the fuck have you been ignoring us?" Marie nudged them, throwing them a glance. "Jordan!" She hissed. Jordan slumped slightly, glancing towards their girlfriend before looking back towards you. You held a guilty look on your face, eyes wide. "I'm not...it's...complicated...." You muttered, looking towards the table. Marie gave you a sympathetic look. "Is it about your powers?" She asked. She wasn't an idiot. She saw how fearful you looked when it came to your eyes starting to glow. Your fingers began to fidget with one another as you nodded silently. Marie and Jordan shared a look.

"Well...what's wrong with them? Maybe if you told us...we could help you.." Marie tried, bringing a hand up to one of yours, grabbing onto it. You shook your head, eyes glued to her hand that covered yours. "It's not that simple...there isn't really any...helping my powers..." you said hesitantly, heart racing at Marie's touch. "All you need to know is that they're dangerous...and it'd be better if you two kept your distance from me..." you said sadly, moving your hand out from under Marie's.

"Bullshit!" Jordan snapped. They reached across the table and grabbed your hand with unfaltering strength. It certainly didn't help that they were in their male form...you weren't going anywhere if they didn't want you to. "We're adults!" Jordan continued, glaring at you. Maintaining eye contact to show they were serious. "I'm above the top ten rank for a reason...so is Marie. We can take care of ourselves...don't go acting all woe is me, I'm protecting you from me bullshit." You looked on with wide eyes as Jordan made their point. You were too stunned to try and pull away.

"We like you, Y/n...and you avoiding us is hurting Marie...so stop it." Marie could feel your heart rate accelerating at Jordan's words. They like you...Marie and Jordan...Godolkin's top couple...liked you. You could feel your cheeks and ears warming with heat. Jordan let out a sigh, looking over towards Marie who was already looking at them in surprise. "I'm sorry..." you said quietly. Marie reached over and grabbed your other hand. "It's okay..." Marie said gently, looking at you with soft eyes. "But Jordan's right...we can take care of ourselves...you don't have to protect us...we can handle it.." you find yourself nodding along with her words. Her voice is so soft, so gentle...

Marie smiles softly, casting a look over to Jordan. "Yeah...you're right..." your voice was still quiet, your ears still burning red. "Of course we're right." Jordan huffs, readjusting their grip on your hand, thumb brushing against the back softly. You smile softly, looking back down at the table shyly. They like you..."You know..." Jordan's voice causes you to look up at them. "You have yet to give us an answer back..." they finish. You look at them in confusion as Marie smiles from next to them, raising an eyebrow.

"They're right you know...you know we like you...no answer for us?" She asked, still smiling. You let out a small laugh, both hands being occupied by Marie's and Jordan's. You slowly nod. "I...I really like you two too..." The smiles that fell on their faces filled you with warmth. "Good," Jordan muttered, "that settles it...you're ours now." You nodded in reply, giving their hands a squeeze. "Yours...I like that..." you said quietly. And so it was done. Jordan made the first official move in an argument.

Your first official date was a night in at Jordan's dorm, a movie night filled with snacks, drinks, and laughter. You were in between Marie and Jordan, Jordan who had chosen their male form at the time to hold you into their chest while making sure they were also touching Marie. Marie held on to your hand, curled up in your other side, head leaning on your shoulder. It was some sort of kung fu movie...you're almost positive Jordan picked it out. It's not really like any of you were paying attention anyway...there was talk and laughter being shared between you three.

"So...you're telling me...you've never once thought about us in a romantic way?" Marie asked in between bites of popcorn. A blush covered your cheeks at her question. "Well...I-I wouldn't say that.." you began, Jordan perking up slightly to listen to you. "I just...wanted to be respectful...I knew the two of you were together...I wasn't going to step on any toes or cross any boundaries..." you answered. "Aww, how cute...I'm surprised you didn't pick up on us liking you sooner.." Jordan teased, holding you closer to their chest, leaning their cheek on top of your head.

"Right!" You playfully huffed. "Because Marie going; hi!; every morning was a dead giveaway..." you said, raising an eyebrow. Marie laughed into your shoulder, cheeks turning red. Jordan smirked, eyes on the tv screen. "What about us bringing you lunch everyday?" Jordan then asked. "I thought you two were just worried for my health and wanted to make sure I ate!...I wasn't aware that that meant we were officially courting." You grumbled lightly, earning a laugh from your new partners. The night ended with you cuddled up in Jordan's arms with Marie on your other side, all three of you dead asleep with the tv still on in the background.

Your first kiss...your first kiss was something. Your first kiss was officially with Jordan, who continues to brag about to this day, but not in a cute, after a date kind of way. The kiss happened because you were currently kicking Jordan's ass in sparring...and they're competitive as hell. After blocking a punch from you, they shifted to their female form to avoid a second punch aimed at their head and used the momentum from your miss to pull you forwards, lips coming into contact with yours. You made a soft noise in surprise, not expecting it but soon leaned into the kiss, letting your guard down.

Your biggest mistake since Jordan used that to kick out your ankle from behind, sending you to the floor in a blushing heap. You were in a daze as Jordan celebrated, a wide smile on their face as they pointed down at you. Their mistake since you took a moment to blink yourself out of the daze and hooked a hand around their ankle, pulling them to the floor causing them to grunt once they hit the ground. You pulled yourself up and over them, hands on either side of their shoulders as they looked up at you in surprise.

Your cheeks were still blushed as you glared down at them, thighs on either side of their hips. Breathing was heavy between the two of you as the air thickened. You say nothing as you immediately lean down and capture their lips in yours for yourself. If they were as surprised by the kiss as you were, they didn't show it. They immediately leaned into you, hands coming up and running up the back of your thighs. Mmm...you were wearing those shorts they liked. It was easy to get lost in the kiss. They kept you close, hands gripping into your thighs, your ass...grinding you against them softly. It was hot, heavy. It was a steamy first kiss.

When you pull away, yours and Jordan's breaths were heavy and fast. Your forehead leans against theirs, and smiles engulf both of your faces. They shift into their male form and sit up, keeping their arms around you as they immediately kissed you again. Your hands came up to cup their cheeks, humming into the kiss. Their hands seemed to be glued to your ass, squeezing it gently.

With Marie, it was much more gentle and romantic. The two of you were out for lunch. A small lunch date at which Jordan was to join later. She was gazing at you in awe as you spoke about something or other—she couldn't remember—she just knew that you looked absolutely stunning. Her hands were under her chin, arms propping up her head so she can watch you talk. She held a smile on her face as she watched you.

"...Can I kiss you?" Marie's eyes widen as she speaks, obviously not meaning to ask you out loud. "Sorry! I didn't mean to say that out loud..." Marie says, a blush covering her cheeks. You looked at Marie in surprise, a small smile pulling at your lips. "...You really want to kiss me?" You asked quietly. You looked up at Marie from under your eyelashes, glancing up at her shyly. Marie smiles, giving you a smile as she slowly nodded, reaching over to take one of your hands in hers.

"I'd love to kiss you...if you'll let me..." Marie said quietly, her eyes flicking down to your lips. You smile shyly as you nod. "I...I'd like that..." you whisper, thumb running over Marie's fingers. She smiles brightly as she brings her other hand up to your cheek. She takes her time with it. She's slow to lean in, eyes flicking between yours before she finally closes them, you following suit, slowly leaning in as well.

When she finally presses her lips to yours, it's soft. Gentle. Her hand on your cheeks pulls your face closer to hers, kissing your lips again, and again, and again. Neither of you mind the other patrons milling about, it's a restaurant and the two of you are tucked into a quiet little corner, kissing away, waiting for your other half to join. It would be a few months into the relationship when you would have your first kisses. You still kept your powers on the down low. Neither of them knew what they were exactly. You kept her tucked away with power dampeners.

But the three of you were happy. It took a while for you to warm up to them...took a while to get comfortable enough to let them stay at your dorm sometimes, after finding an adequate place to stash your pills so your partner and girlfriend didn't find them. But you loved them and they loved you...that was all that mattered.

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It was the feeling of Jordan pinching you that brought you back out of your stupor. Jordan was still holding you by the back of your neck. Eyes glowering in an angry pout. "Where's your head at? I'm telling you all the dirty things I want to do to you and you're spaced out like a fucking space cadet." They grumble. Marie is trying to hide her giggles from beside Jordan, biting at her lower lip to keep quiet. You let out a small giggle, giving Jordan a cheesy smile. “Sorry…I was just…reminiscing…” you answered. “Reminiscing!” Jordan copies, looking over to Marie in disbelief. She can’t stop the laugh that bubbles up. “Can you believe this shit? I’m telling her that we’re going to overstimulate the shit out of her and she’s reminiscing!” Jordan says dramatically.

Your eyes widen as you let out a nervous laugh. “Oh…that’s—oh…wow..” you don’t think you’ll ever get used to Jordan’s bold word choices. “Think of it as punishment.” Jordan says, Marie nodding from beside them. “You could have gotten severely hurt…killed even…we’ve got to make sure you don’t think it’s okay to do something like that again…” Marie says, voice lowered in lust. Both of them are looking at you like you’re dinner. Holy fuck…they’re going to obliterate you tonight. “But! I…I’m pretty sure strenuous activity isn’t good for my battered and bruised body…I’m broken at the moment..” you tried, smiling nervously as they began to crowd you. You hold up a bandaged arm, backing away with every step they take.

Jordan and Marie share a look, matching smirks on their faces. “Then it’s a good thing all you’ll have to do is lay down and take it…” Marie told you, eyebrow raising. You gulp…heart racing…in a good way. Jordan, still in their male form looks down at you, eyebrows pulled together in a mock angry look. “So why don’t you be a good girl and lie down on that bed for us?” Your back hits a wall. You’re cornered. Jordan and Marie stand in front of you, a few feet being the only distance away from you. “B-But…my bed’s s-small…” you try. “We’ll figure it out.” Marie says, now tilting her head. Jordan crosses their arms over their chest, your eyes zero in on the action and your thighs clench.

Jordan takes a few steps towards you, Marie peaking from over their shoulder. “Now…are you going to get on that bed…or are we just going to have to take you here? I have no problem holding you up against the wall while Marie uses her tongue on you until you can’t fucking stand.” Jordan shrugs, glowering down at you. They are serious. Jordan really would have no problem holding you up or against the wall while Marie goes to town on you…their bugling biceps tell it all. The question is…which were you willing to risk? Being up against wall, your girlfriend’s tongue and fingers between your thighs until they were shaking so bad you slump to the floor?…or your bed…your small twin sized bed which would allow you to just lie there…allowing your lovers to have their way with you time and time again, each more than likely taking turns making you cum until you were a drooling, babbling mess?

At least if you chose bed…there wouldn’t be any slumping to the floor. You knew neither of them would catch you once you started sliding down. This was a punishment after all…they’d probably make sure you wouldn’t get hurt, but they’d most certainly leave you to slump on the floor, tired, fucked out, and shaking. “…Bed…bed is preferred…” your voice is no louder than a squeak. Your partners were unconsciously hot…and knew what they were doing when they crowed you. Jordan and Marie shared another smirk. “Then you better get that ass moving…” Jordan says, swatting your ass as you stumbled by. You jump and yelp slightly, hand rubbing against the stinging clothed cheek. You were most certainly in for a long fucking night…

TAGLIST: @baeberry-2005, @morelovemorepeacemoretattoo-blog @dayylighhtt

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I apologize for the delay my lovelies! But this guy took forever to write out! I know that some people don’t like very long imagines and this one certainly takes the cake, but I didn’t feel like splitting him up into parts. I’m already having to make a part four just to fit in the sexual part where Jordan gets hurt from Frost…but here it is!! Please enjoy!

#gen v amazon #gen v imagines #jordan li #jordan li x reader #derek luh #london thor #jordan li x marie moreau x reader

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 4 months

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I am OBSESSED with your writing!! The way you write Jordan and Marie too, it's *chefs kiss*

-✨️

Thank you, thank you! I try, I try ❤️😬👌🏾

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Here’s a little tidbit for you hungry kiddies…almost finished with IMAGINE⚠️ pt 3 👀👀

#gen v amazon #gen v imagines #jordan li #jordan li x reader #derek luh #london thor #jordan li x marie moreau x reader

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*grabby haaaands* definitely need a jordanxreaderxmarie how they met fic pls and thanks. bless, your writing is chef's kisses.

No need to worry! Already over 2000 words 👀

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dayyydr3amm3rr · 4 months

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IMAGINE

Imagine...Jordan Li coming to your aid against Rufus when he sets his sights on you

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Warnings: Rufus is his own warning, angry!Jordan, mentions of S/A (Rufus doesn't get very far but figured I'd still warn you), reader is "drugged" by Rufus, reader is out of it

Things to know: Reader is female, readers powers are not stated, this one will be shorter than what I usually write…I apologize for that..

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One second you were standing in the courtyard, speaking to a guy who looked like he was upset...and the next...things went blurry. You don't remember slinking your arm through Rufus' and walking with him to his dorm. You don't remember following Rufus's directions when he told you to sit down on a chair in the middle of his room. You don't remember when he pulled out the camera. You come to once your shirt hits the floor. You blink a few times, focusing your vision as your breathing quickens. What the fuck...?

Rufus noticed you looking around and looked up from where he was positioning the camera with a large smile. "Hey, you're awake! Don't worry, you haven't missed anything yet...but if you make this weird...I'll just have to make you compliant." You look up at him in terror. "What...why...?" Rufus was in a robe, it wasn't tied shut. His everything was out and about. "Easy, easy!" Rufus said, bringing his hands up. "You're still pretty out of it. It won't be any good if you hurt yourself before I can make this video.." Rufus chuckles.

You slump back against the soft chair...it feels almost like a beanbag of some sort. "Video?" You asked, voice slurring. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Your head slumped backward tiredly, eyes half-lidded as they stared up at the ceiling. "That's it...just relax..." Rufus' voice was distorted, echoey in your ears. You were breathing heavily, rapidly, you were panicking but couldn't move.

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Jordan had narrowed their eyes at the scene in front of them. You were looking a bit lost as you slowly made your way across the large courtyard, pausing slightly at the sight of the (definitely) bleached blonde junior who looked upset. Jordan wasn't too far away, so they easily overheard your conversation. "Hey...are you okay?" You were adorable. Just chose the wrong guy to be sweet to. "Yeah...uh, yeah. I just...got some pretty bad news and just need someone to comfort me.." Gross. Did Rufus really think that would work? Jordan rolled their eyes at seeing you remove your book bag, taking a seat next to the blonde pervert.

Fuck...really? Jordan paused where they were, pursing their lips. They watched as Rufus looked at you, and seemed to begin using his freaky power. You began to sway slightly, eyes getting heavy. Your fate was sealed when Rufus trailed a hand over your bare arm, causing you to lean heavily against Rufus, needing his help to stand before he began dragging you off. "Fuck..." Jordan hissed, licking their lips. They cussed again, adjusting their bag over their shoulder, following after. They sped up slightly, noticing Rufus was speeding up as much as he could with your dead weight slowing him slightly. Jordan can see that Rufus is dragging you to the male dorm rooms and cusses again, watching as he pulls you into a dorm and closes the door. Jordan catches up and quickly begins knocking on the door. "Yo! Rufus! Don't be such a creep! Open the fucking door!" They hissed.

His muffled reply could barely be heard. "Fuck off! We're busy!" Jordan groaned, continuing to pound on the door. This fucking jackass..."Rufus! Open the fucking door or I'll open it for you!" Jordan sighed, getting annoyed. This pervy fucker...Jordan shrugged lightly, placing their hands on the door. "I'm warning you, Dufus! Open the door or so help me..." they seethed. Silence was heard on the other end and they briefly tilted their head before allowing their energy blast knock the door in, causing it to fly off its hinges, landing on the floor a few feet away. "What the shit?" Rufus cussed, looking up in surprise. He was currently hovering over you, hands on your bra strap...pulling them down. Jordan's eyes hardened at the scene. You looked completely out of it, but your hands were up, uselessly pushing him away. "You fucking piece of tiny dick shit..." Jordan almost hissed, raising their hands again, sending their energy blast at Rufus, knocking him back and into his wall.

Jordan then stepped forwards, ignoring Rufus' cry of pain as they fell to your side. "Fuck...come on...let's get you out of here..." Jordan opened their bag, pulling out an additional GODU sweatshirt, helping you slip it on and grabbing onto your hand and pulling you up. You stumbled slightly, head lolling heavily against their shoulder. "Fuck. Of course you'd still be out of it.." they muttered. They took a second to shift to their male form, easily lifting you in their arms. They then turned and walked out, stepping over the knocked down door, leaving an unconscious Rufus to his devices.

Jordan could tell the farther he carried you, the better you started feeling. You were still a bit out of it, but seemed to be doing a bit better, not as loopy and weak. Jordan briefly glanced down at you, eyes softening slightly. “He’s a fucking creep…be sure you stay away from him.” They muttered, adjusting their hold on you. They felt you nod slightly against their shoulder. “If he bothers you again…come find me…I’ll put the fucker in his place.” They muttered, carrying you out to the courtyard. They gently placed you down, keeping a hand on you to stabilize you. “Are you okay? Can you stand? Walk?” Their eyes trailed over you, a worried grimace pulling on their face.

You gave a small nod. “Yeah…thanks…” you said, finally getting a good look at them. Holy shit. Jordan fucking Li had just saved you…fucking held you! Your eyes widened slightly. “I—yeah! Yes. I-I’m good! Thank you…Jordan…thanks…” your sudden nervousness and slight ramble had caused an amused twitch of their lips to happen. “No problem.” They answered, shifting back to their female form. “Seriously though. Stay away from that blonde weasel. He’s like a fucking automatic air freshener who blows pheromones in the air to get what he wants…the desperate fuck. Can’t even get a girl to willingly sleep with him, so he resorts to forcing them.” Jordan muttered, angry at Rufus.

You nod in response, hands fidgeting with Jordan sweatshirt you still wore. “Yeah…I don’t even remember walking to his dorm…or…anything else.” You mumbled, looking down at the simple grey GODU sweatshirt Jordan had given you. “I just remember coming to after my shirt hit the floor…fuck…he didn’t…did you make it before…” Jordan slowly removed their hand from you as they notice you seemed okay to stand on your own. They slowly shook their head in reply. “No…I don’t think he got far…I busted in when he was hovering over you…he didn’t have the time to touch you.” They reassured. You nodded at their words, relief filling your eyes as you sighed.

You fidget with the long sleeves of Jordan’s sweatshirt, not sure what to say. Jordan looked at you, adjusting their grip on their gym bag. Jesus…they were able to carry their gym bag and you…granted they were in their male form when they did but…the more you looked at Jordan, the more you thought she’d have no trouble lifting you too…”You know…I never did get your name…” they said, tilting their head at you. “Oh! I’m uh…I’m Y/n…Y/n L/n…it’s nice to officially meet you…” you said nervously, giving Jordan a small smile. Jordan gave a nod, a small smile falling on their lips in return. “Likewise…though meeting you would have been better under better circumstances…happy to be your knight in shining armor.” They say, voice tinged with a hint of teasing.

You let out a small laugh, looking at them through your eyelashes. “Yeah…thanks again…I’ll uh…I’ll wash this and return it to you…thanks for letting me borrow it..” “Don’t worry about it…keep it…it’ll give me an excuse to see you again…” they smirked, beginning to walk backwards. “Stay out of trouble, yeah? Don’t want to have to save your ass again!” They called, finally turning and walking off, leaving you with red cheeks and a pounding heart. You hoped that you’d be seeing Jordan Li again soon…very soon…

TAGLIST: @baeberry-2005, @morelovemorepeacemoretattoo-blog @dayylighhtt

AUTHER’S NOTE:

Hopefully this can tide you hungry kiddies over until I can get another LiMoreau x Reader out…and maybe some more. Sorry this one is so short…Rufus gives me the chills

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