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Say My Name | 09

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Reader Genre: Fluff, Smut Rating: M Summary: After you've chosen them over your job, Kyungsoo makes sure you feel loved. Word Count: 4.4k Warnings: soft hard hours, dry humping, fingering, breast play, vaginal sex, editing at the last minute because I overslept

I listened to Rain and Moonlight while writing. Enjoy!

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Maybe you could have worded things better, but luckily Kyungsoo had been by your side to help you explain things to the guys. Once they understood that you weren’t moving out, they were quick to rush you with hugs and kisses, beyond grateful for the chance to try things out. A quick game of rock, paper, scissors declared Jongdae and Jongin as the cleanup crew while everyone else retired to the living room to watch whatever someone found on Netflix. As usual, you found yourself in a sandwich on the loveseat, this time Chanyeol and Baekhyun.

Minseok chose an action movie, insisting on a Jackie Chan classic. Rumble in the Bronx. The conversation was light as you all actually paid attention to the TV this time. Chanyeol tucked you against his side and relaxed allowing Baekhyun to cuddle into your other side. Before you knew it, the movie was over. Someone made a comment about beating someone else’s ass in Smash Bros, and controllers came out as the shit-talking intensified.

“Well, that’s my cue.” You peeled yourself off the loveseat, ignoring Chanyeol and Baekhyun’s pitiful pouts. “Gonna go shower while I can.”

You stopped by your room to pick out a change of clothes along with your essentials. The noise in the living room got louder by the time you made it to the bathroom. You were tugging your shirt over your head when you heard the door open and shut. Hands pulled at the shirt and you yelped when you saw Kyungsoo’s face inches from your own.

“Soo! What are you doing?” You held your shirt to your chest and he chuckled.

“A shower sounded good to me.” He held up his hands. “I cooked, remember? You moved faster than I could think to ask if you’d let me join you. I’ll behave, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Though you were a little self-conscious about it, you bit your lip and nodded. “Yeah, sure. Though, I planned to wash my hair so I might hog the water for a bit.”

He shrugged and began undressing. “It’s fine with me.”

You took a deep breath and forced yourself not to think about it. He didn’t care. He wasn’t looking at you like that. You turned the shower on then continued yanking off clothes. The second you were completely bare, you stepped in. The warm spray of water felt amazing on your tense neck and shoulders. You rolled your head slowly as you massaged every muscle you could reach.

Kyungsoo stepped in behind you. “Want me to try?”

You nodded, low-key grateful for the offer. He poured some of your shower gel into his hand and lathered up. His touch was nothing short of magical. You had to lean against the wall to keep your balance once you closed your eyes and just let him take over. You jerked when you felt yourself leaning too far and his hands flew to your hips to steady you. “Shit. Sorry.”

“Let’s wash up and get out.” He touched your cheek when you looked over your shoulder at him. You started with your hair, wetting it then adding shampoo while he grabbed a loofah. He washed his body while you gave your scalp a good scrub then rinsed the suds out. The silence between you while you washed was comforting, reassuring even. You wouldn’t mind showering with him in the future. Once you were sure the shampoo was out, you reached for the conditioner, but Kyungsoo gently pried it out of your hand. “Can I? Please, _____?”

Admittedly you were a little apprehensive about it. You hadn’t let anyone touch your hair in years, convinced no one would give it the same care and patience you did. You took great pride in your hair and to allow anyone else near it like that meant you trusted him. Did you trust Kyungsoo? You bit your lip then sighed. Of course you did. Despite your apprehension, the process went smoothly. He was patient and attentive to your instructions and even asked questions for clarity. It was a level of intimacy you’d never had with another person before. You were able to shut your brain off and simply enjoy the sensation of his fingertips massaging conditioner into your scalp as he hummed a song you couldn’t quite name.

Soon enough, you were out of the shower and helping each other dry off then getting dressed. He took care to help you get your hair in a towel, working as if he’d done it a thousand times before. He was the perfect gentleman, eyes and hands never straying too far. There was a tenderness in his actions you hadn’t felt until then. It made you feel warm and fuzzy inside, content and surprisingly at ease. Once you both brushed your teeth, he took your hand and led the way to his room.

“We have time to hang out before it gets too late.” He flicked the light switch on and the room was bathed in a soft mellow light. “I might do some light reading.”

“Because reading is better than staring at your phone?” You snickered as you climbed onto his bed. You’d washed his sheets and comforter plenty of times before but not once had you ever sat on it. It was incredibly soft, like sitting on a cloud. “Oh, wow.”

He smirked at you as he went around to the other side and pulled a book out of the drawer of the nightstand. “What? Did you expect me to sleep on a slab of concrete or something?”

You shook your head. “No. I knew it was a good bed, but this,” you pressed into the mattress and watched it slowly rise again, “this is heavenly.”

His cheeks lightly flushed with color as he shrugged. “Well, you’re welcome to sleep here whenever you want.” He kicked off his slippers and leaned against the headboard. “Anything of mine is yours.”

“I could never take advantage of you like that.” You flopped back onto the pillows and sighed. “My bed will do for now.”

He leaned over you with a frown. “How would that be taking advantage? I was the one that offered.”

“I know, but you’re getting nothing in return.” You looked away and swallowed hard before finishing with, “Isn’t a relationship about balance?” Seconds ticked by without a response. When you couldn’t stand the silence anymore you looked up at him and found him with a dopey grin on his face. “What?”

His hand crept across his lap to your cheek, where his thumb gently brushed against it. “This is balance. You’re giving up your comfort zone for me, for all of us. I think unrestricted access to the best bed in the building is fair trade.” He pressed his warm, soft lips to your brow and whispered, “Thank you.”

You didn’t know what to say to his tender gesture. His kiss created a ripple of goosebumps over your body. It was an odd feeling but not unwelcome. When he pulled away and picked up his book, you were tempted to follow and snuggle into his side. You were allowed to do that, right? Would he mind or would it be a distraction? You could easily get your phone and play some games or scroll through your socials—

“Come over here.” He wiggled his fingers and you smiled, barely containing a giggle. You were at his side in a second curled into him like he was a blanket with his arm around your shoulders, chin resting on top of your head as he looked at the book. “Ah, here it is.”

He got comfortable and started reading. His voice was a soft murmur as he pulled the story from the pages. His warmth seeped into you, and before you knew it, you were fighting sleep. He took a peek at you and chuckled.

“One sec,” he whispered reaching somewhere behind you. A warm, weighted blanket covered your body and he settled down again. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” His little smile was everything to you. As he continued the story, you adjusted your position and ended up resting a hand on his chest, just over his heart. Your ear was pressed against his chest and you heard his heartbeat clearly. It was a steady rhythm that was both soothing and reassuring. He pressed a kiss to your forehead just as your eyes closed for the night.

When Kyungsoo felt your body sag against him, he marked the page with his bookmark and closed it with a contented sigh. He’d never be able to fully express how relieved he was everything worked out. As he reached over and cut off the bedside lamp, he recalled the conversation they’d had about you before coming home. The conference call had been a pain to work into their schedule on top of securing privacy for everyone in their different locations.

Yet they’d made it work, just like they were sure to make this work with you.

He pulled the blanket over his legs and scooted in closer allowing you to rest your head closer to his neck where he brushed more kisses against your face. He didn’t think he’d ever get tired of doing it. Not with the way you lit up and blushed. And to think, you thought he’d be okay with you moving out. Madness. Life without you isn’t really living.

His limbs relaxed as sleep started to set in and his mind returned to a past conversation with the guys.

“If I knew that taking her out of the house was allowed, she could have traveled with me.” Yixing’s voice had held a hint of irritation yet remained cordial. Kyungsoo admired him for having restraint given the situation.

Baekhyun scoffed. “She can’t leave the house for that long. And it was just one evening.”

“Even so, the rest of us weren’t aware it was allowed,” Jongin stressed. “It’s bad enough you get to go before us, but you’re also making up your own rules as you go along. What happened to keeping it professional outside of the apartment?”

“And sex on a yacht?” Chanyeol cut in. “How do we top that?”

“This isn’t a competition. It was a unique situation that happened to work out in my favor.” Junmyeon hadn’t bothered to hide the smugness.

“Bullshit!” Sehun coughed.

Kyungsoo couldn’t agree more. “A dress and shoes just happened to be lying around?”

“I couldn’t believe it either.” Jongdae stroked his chin as Baekhyun suppressed a laugh. “Almost like it fell from the sky.”

“You’re so full of it.” Sehun laughed and chaos ensued as they began yelling and pointing fingers at one another. At some point, Minseok remembered the purpose of their conference call prompting him to grab a pot and spatula. The loud clanging cut through the group’s discussion.

“We’ll discuss rules another time. Right now, we have a more urgent issue.” He paused to make sure everyone was listening before he continued. “If we plan to take things further with _, then we have to address her fears and concerns first. Naturally, job security is her first priority.”

“But we already swore to keep it between us.” Jongin pointed out.

“Doesn’t mean that she trusts us to keep our word,” Yixing spoke softly. “Or believe that things will stay between us. We could easily be overheard even right now.”

“Which means she’s constantly thinking of losing her job which also provides her a place to live.” Junmyeon sighed. “We need some way to ensure that even if the worst happens she’ll be taken care of. A backup job and housing.”

“Maybe even emergency funds?” Minseok volunteered with a snap of his fingers.

From there, they were on the same page, a team working together to come up with ways to make sure you wouldn’t have so much to overthink your pretty little head about. Of course, he’d seriously underestimated just how active your mind and anxieties were, but he was glad he got you to see reason in the end.

A soft sigh left your lips as you readjusted your head and he held you a little tighter. He really hoped you trusted them more now that you were taking a chance. Trust and communication would be of utmost importance to make things work with so many people involved.

He inhaled and the scent of your conditioner filled his senses. It was really nice to finally get a proper scent of it after being teased with fleeting whiffs as you pass by. Finally nice…to hold you like this…

In your humble opinion, Kyungsoo’s room was the best to wake up in. It didn’t directly face the rising sun, yet still allowed enough light in to get that soft early morning glow. As awareness slowly seeped in, you realized that you were completely wrapped up in Kyungsoo’s arms. You could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest against your back and the warmth of his breath on your neck. You turned over to face him and he stirred slightly before opening his eyes to meet yours.

“Good morning,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.

“Morning,” you replied, smiling softly.

“I’d love to wake up like this more often.” He brushed his thumb over your cheek and you leaned into his touch. Your eyes locked and in that moment, you felt completely safe and secure in his embrace. You leaned in and he met you halfway, starting with a soft brush of his lips before gracing you with a gentle kiss. Once wasn’t enough. Feeling bold, you pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips. He didn’t say a word but his grin said enough. His hands settled on your waist as you went for another kiss. Steadying yourself with your hands on his chest, your lips connected again, this time lingering longer. His hand came to your cheek as he held you in place, opening his mouth a little to swipe his tongue across your bottom lip. You whimpered at the chill that bloomed over your skin and he chuckled. “Music to my ears, jagi.”

The way his words sounded so tender, so full of love, really rocked you to your core. It was hard to have restraint and stay guarded when he was under you being so honest and vulnerable with his affection and feelings. You couldn’t help the way you ducked your head, cheeks flaming, as you turned your attention to his jaw with little pecks that trailed to his neck. When your lips brushed over a spot just under his ear, he groaned softly and pushed his hips up against your core. His reaction surprised you while stoking the growing fire between your bodies. Curious, you did it again and followed with a gentle nip. His hands squeezed your waist, holding you firmly in place as his hips bucked up again.

He exhaled with a shudder. “Please. Just a little harder.” His voice was husky and firm. When your teeth scrapped his skin again, he pushed his neck towards you, giving you ample room to fulfill his request. This time, you suckled as your hands moved to his shoulders while your hips pressed as hard as you could against his growing erection. He hissed then outright moaned, hands moving to cup your ass as he pushed up against you. “Yeah, jagi, just like that.”

You kept at it, testing new places across his neck and collarbone to see if you could get more of those sweet sounds. When you started to move down his chest, he sat up and pulled you into another kiss, this one much more heated. His teeth caught your lip before his tongue soothed the bite. He didn’t need to ask for permission for more. You immediately let him in, surrendering control so he could explore at his leisure. His kisses were a mixture of his shyness and passion, brushing across your lips before applying pressure and nudging your lips apart, tongue stroking yours then teasing the roof of your mouth. Whenever your thighs twitched because he’d found the right spot, he’d push up against your heat and moan, filling your head with his desire. Your arms went around his neck as his hands found your waist again, both of you pushing against each other seeking friction.

He pulled away slowly with an audible smack and looked into your eyes. “I don’t think I’ve ever kissed someone like this.” His voice was just barely above a whisper and filled with wonder. His eyebrows wrinkled. “And I don’t want to try it with anyone else either.” His gaze dropped to your lips. “I know it wouldn’t be the same.”

“Kyungsoo—”

He inhaled sharply, grip tightening as he looked at you startled. “S-say it again. Say my name like that again, jagi.”

You leaned in and kissed him again. “Kyungsoo, please. Can we—” You couldn’t bring yourself to get the words out, to ask for what you both wanted. A whine escaped your lips before you squeezed him with your thighs, hoping he’d get the hint. You’d gotten used to them taking the lead yet here he was letting you lead the way. “Please.”

His chuckle was low and throaty making his chest rumble against yours. “Please, what?” He nudged your head to the side and skimmed his lips along your throat to your shoulder. “I need to hear you say it.”

Your cheeks burned, and you closed your eyes. “Don’t tease me. You know what I’m trying to say.” You lowered your voice to a whisper. “I want it.”

“Hm,” he looked up as if he were thinking. “Close but not good enough.” He fell back onto his pillows and pulled you with him then rolled both of you onto your sides. His kiss was deeper as his hand found your waist, fingers exploring your heated skin. “Tell me what it is you want, jagi. I’ll give it to you if you just tell me.”

Frustration threatened to consume you. You put a leg over his hip and pulled him closer, moaning softly at the feel of him pressed against where you wanted him. “Need you here,” you whispered against his lips with a pointed roll of your hips. “Wanna feel you inside me. Please?”

He smiled as the hand on your waist skirted over your silk sleep shorts down to your thigh. “Inside? Are you sure?” He pushed the fabric out of the way and his fingertips brushed over your panties. “Mmm, she’s soaking through your clothes, jagi.” His lips returned to your neck. “You want me to take care of you?”

“Yes, please.” You pressed down against his fingers, crying out when he pushed your panties to the side and touched your slit.

“Shit,” he hissed and pulled away. “You need to take this off.” He tugged at your shorts. You nodded and lifted your hips to let him pull your shorts and panties down your legs. “All of it.” No sooner than you’d tossed the garments away, his hands were pulling at your shirt and then unclipping your bra. Cool air hit your nipples and you shuddered when his warm hands cupped your breasts. “Finally.” He brushed soft kisses over your chest before drawing a nipple into his mouth. His moan went straight to your core, making you clench and grab his hair.

“Oh, fuck—Soo—please!”

He lapped and sucked, twisted and pinched until he could barely keep you pinned to the bed. He casually trailed his hands down your body until one rested on your thigh as the other touched between your legs. “So messy.” His fingers smeared slick over your pussy before two parted your folds and went in, one then two. “So beautiful.”

You pulled at his shirt. “Off. I wanna see you too.” You finished with a pout and he smiled.

“Of course, my love.” He tugged his shirt off then laid beside you to kick his boxers off. He was rock hard, pressed against your thigh and so very close to where you wanted him most. You teased the tip of his cock with your fingers before wrapping your palm around it. “Mmm, love the feel of you.” He caught your lips in another bruising kiss as his hips started to move. His hand wrapped around yours and he guided your hand up and down the shaft, applying pressure around the head making him moan sweetly into your mouth. He pulled away and did the same with your hands. “Next time.”

You bit your lip and looked up at him through your eyelashes. “Will you put it in now?”

He slipped one hand under your neck. “Yes.” He pulled a condom from under your pillow and handed it to you. “Don’t question it. Baekhyun’s idea.” You laughed as you tore open the package and rolled it on for him. His other hand went under your knee and pulled it over his hip allowing his cock to glide across your sticky folds. He held his lip between his teeth as he rolled his hips, captivated by the way the tip would slide over your entrance making you moan a little louder than before.

“You’re teasing!” You groaned and pushed his shoulders. He rolled over onto his back as you positioned yourself on top, eagerly reaching behind you for his cock and lining it up. You had to swirl your hips a few times but once you felt pressure in the right spot, you pressed down with a delighted moan. It wouldn’t go in right away so you lifted up and tried again, getting a few more inches in.

“Please stop squeezing!” His eyes were screwed shut with a death grip on your waist. “J-just relax and let gravity do the rest.” You didn’t realize you were tensing up. Sure enough, once you took a deep breath and relaxed the fit was much smoother. “Ohhh, fuck.”

You put your hands on his chest, lightly rubbing his nipples. “Do you need a minute?”

He nodded. “Oh yeah. Just—yeah a minute.”

“Okay, no rush.” You smiled and leaned down to kiss him. He welcomed the distraction, hands cupping your face as pecks turned into deeper kisses with playful nips and teasing tongues. When your fingers found his hair again, he rolled his hips up into you. You had to reposition your hands just above his shoulders to keep your balance. “Soo!”

“Don’t fall over.” He muttered before thrusting up into you again. “So good.” You braced yourself and met his next thrust. The gentle grind sped up until you had a steady, comfortable rhythm. “Slow down, jagi.” He kissed you gently. “I’m not going anywhere. Take your time.”

“But I wanna cum. Want you deep.” You could barely think with the way your body was lighting up with pleasure. “Don’t wanna wait.”

“You can do it.” His hands cupped your breasts again, fingers toying with your nipples. “Keep the pace. Take it slow.”

You covered his hands with your own and whimpered, dropping down onto his dick harder. He flinched, squeezing your breasts. The feeling shot through you, making your pussy clench. “Fuck. I need—I need more. Please, Kyungsoo.”

He shifted his body, propping his feet up on the bed. “Then take it, jagi. Take what you need.” One of his hands grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled, arching your back. He sped up the pace, pounding up into you with long, deep thrusts that made you shake and cry out. Mindlessly, you followed his lead, riding him hard and meeting his hips with loud claps of skin. Your head went empty, focused on his grunts and moans and occasionally swirling your hips. “Almost there?”

You nodded, head jerking. “So close, so close.”

“Give me your hands.” He let go of you and held his palms up. You laced your fingers with his. “Okay, now pull your knees up and squat. Yes, good girl. Use the bed to bounce—fuck!”

You couldn’t even moan. He went impossibly deep, hitting that spot right on with each thrust. It felt so good, turning your legs to jelly the closer you got to orgasm. He watched you closely and the second you started to twitch, he quickly rolled both of you over onto your sides again, lifted up your leg, and pounded you through it. Your arms were around his shoulders as you babbled his name mixed with curses and moans right into his ear. You felt a tremor go through him and he sped up, working with shallow thrusts until he pushed in deep and let go. His embrace was tight as he buried his face in your neck, hips surging gently until he slowed to a stop and let out a deep breath.

His eyes opened slowly and he looked at you. “How do you feel? Did I hurt you?”

You shook your head with a wide smile. “I feel amazing. Light as a cloud. You?”

He pressed his forehead against yours and closed his eyes again. “I feel…complete. I can understand why they value the intimacy so much. I get to see another side of you and it’s exclusive to us. No one else gets to see you fall apart like that.” He pressed another kiss to your skin. “Makes me feel special.”

“You’ve always been special to me.” You leaned back. “You always will be.”

He looked into your eyes for a few seconds. “I love you. I hope you don’t think it’s too soon, but I’ve never been this sure about someone. I know I love you and I know it’d take a hell of a lot to change that.”

You swallowed hard and nodded. “You’re right. Everything you said last night? It was more than just a job, and I love seeing your reactions to the personal touches. I love doing anything that makes you all happy.” You looked away, unable to take the full weight of his gaze. “And I know it wouldn’t be the same with another group…because this is my home. I love you, too.”

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that.” He kissed you, slow and gentle, stopping for air only to dive right back in. “So sweet to us. Thank you.”

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vanwritesfan-fiction · 4 months

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Request for Klay! He’s been on a road trip and finally home for a few days.. Things have been tense due to that and his girl’s work life. so, he plans the perfect, romantic, intimate date on his boat w help from Rocco 🥰

The Holidate

Klay was never one to complain about his schedule. He knew it came with the territory of being a professional athlete, and while he hated missing holidays with his family and important events, he also knew how blessed he was to be in his position.

It wasn't until he met you and things started to get serious in your relationship that he realized he was missing out on a lot of memories, and he knew he'd have to get creative to properly celebrate the little things in life with you.

The last couple of weeks, things between you and Klay had been testy to say the least. He was just coming off of a long road trip, and between back to back series, had been gone almost two weeks. You were dealing with your own stressors at work, and coming home to an empty house when all you wanted to do was see your boyfriend made everything a lot harder.

Although you'd never complain, Klay knew that the distance was bothering you as much as it was him. You hadn't been in a Christmas mood all month, and neither of you had time to do any decorating around the house, so it was like the holidays had completely missed your house. Klay decided to surprise you with a Christmas themed date night, and he started getting everything ready while you were at work.

As soon as you left for the morning, Klay got to work. He got all of the Christmas decorations out of the hall closet and spent most of the day decorating the tree, and putting up other decorations. "Aren't you gonna help me, Rocc?" Klay looked down from where he stood on the ladder, Christmas lights in his hand, at Rocco, who was dead asleep, little snores leaving his mouth. "I guess not." He chuckled to himself, knowing his lazy pup wasn't going to be much help.

Next, he prepared for the picnic dinner on the boat. He wasn't much of a cook, so he didn't even try his luck in the kitchen, instead ordering from your favorite restaurant. He packed up the picnic basket and headed down to the dock, Rocco in tow. He used the little bit of daylight left to decorate the boat and get everything ready for the dinner including securing a bottle of your favorite wine.

As soon as you left your office, you were hurrying to your car, desperate to take your heels off and climb into bed. You knew Klay would be home, and you were so excited to force him to cuddle with you in bed and try to forget the last couple of days.

You let out a sigh as you felt your phone vibrate in your hand, hoping it wasn't a last minute work call. You smiled when you saw it was a text from Klay.

Klay: Meet me at the docks 7:30 💗

"What is all this, babe?" Your face lit up when Klay greeted you by the boat. He had decorated the mast and other parts of the boats with multicolor Christmas lights. "I've got a surprise for you." He gave you a quick kiss before holding your hand while you took off your shoes and helped you onto the bow of the boat. Rocco was already settled in, looking adorable in a Santa hat and a dog Christmas sweater. You gave him a pet and a kiss on the nose as soon as you saw him.

Klay handed you a bag that he had packed with comfortable clothes and sweatshirt for you to change into if you got cold. While you changed, he sat out the dinner and poured you a glass of wine. He greeted you as soon as you emerged from the companionway. "Oh my god, I love you so much." Klay chuckled, not sure if you were talking to him or the glass.

He set the boat out into the water so the two of you could have a little privacy. "How did you know I've been craving Italian food?", you asked as you took a large bite of pasta. "Because I know you." Klay remarked with a smile. His words gave you butterflies and you could feel your cheeks start to heat up as he grabbed your hand affectionately. Sometimes in the heat of everything going on, you forgot that Klay was truly your person, inside and out, and he loved you more than anything.

After dinner was over, the two of you laid out in the cockpit under a blanket, Klay pulling you in close as the two of you looked up at the stars. "This was just what I needed, Klay. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. I know we've been two ships passing each other", he stopped so you could chuckle at his terrible joke, but you just playfully slapped his chest with a smile. "Lately, I've just been thinking about how much time we're spending apart and I know its been hard." Klay held a lot of guilt for not always being there, even though you were more than understanding.

"Yeah, but it won't always be like this, babe. Just a couple more months and we've got the offseason." You snuggled up against him, closing your eyes.

"But doesn't it get old always waiting for the offseason to come around?", Klay asked, not sure how you would respond.

You hummed, chuckling to yourself. "I won't lie, it does, but I also know how much basketball means to you." You sat up, grabbing Klay's hand, brushing you thumb over his knuckles as he looked up at you. "The last couple of weeks have been difficult, and I've missed you more than I thought was possible, but this is part of the life. I get it. Besides, you're worth waiting around for."

Klay pulled you on top of him by the sleeve of your sweatshirt, his hand resting on your lower back. "I don't deserve you, ya know that?" He smiled, pulling you in for a gentle kiss, your lips lingering together. "I know. You're very lucky to be with me", you joked, Klay laughing with his whole body. You rested your cheek against his chest, just enjoying the silence for a couple of minutes.

"Alright", you sat up quickly as Klay got to his feet. "I've got one more surprise for you." He moved to turn the boat on and pulled the anchor out of the water. "This was already perfect, babe. I can't imagine it getting any better than this." You wrapped your arms around his waist as he guided the boat back toward land. "You should know your man always has something up his sleeve by now."

Klay helped you off the boat before he docked it, and the two of you walked hand and hand up to the entrance of the San Francisco Botanical Gardens. You mentioned that walking the Botanical Gardens in your hometown was one of your favorite childhood memories, so he always wanted to surprise you with your own personal tour. Klay reserved the entire gardens just for the two of you after hours so you could walk their Christmas light displays without any crowds.

The two of you took your time taking in all of the fun light displays, taking a few pictures of ones you really loved.

"This was incredibly sweet of you, Klay. Thank you so much." You squeezed his hand as the two of you walked. He stopped in his tracks when you reached a large archway decorated with green and red lights. "I love you so much, baby. You deserve all of this and more." He stroked your cheek, giving you a small smile. Your lips crashed, you more eager than him.

Rocco's bark pulled you out of the passion of the kiss, making both of you laugh out loud. "I think Rocco has had enough of date night."

Klay nodded, pressing a kiss to your forehead before you continued walking. "We have him out past his bedtime."

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larakb117 · 1 year

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LONDON ADVENTURE

Joseph Quinn & female y/n

Summary: You have to cope with a caring best friend…

Content warning: smut (18+), piv

Part 7

You had two more orgasms that night. The next morning you woke up from Joe gently stroking some strands of hair out of your face. “Hey love.”, he said as you opened your eyes. “Hey, Joe.”, you smiled at each other.” Your eyes were still slightly pinched together: “What time is it?” “It is 6 am. I did not know what time you start working, but I googled your work place and you open at 7:30, so there´s plenty of time for you to get ready.” You were touched, emotionally. “You know what, I call in sick today.” “You sure?”, he smirked. “Yes, it´s my first time being sick at that job. They just have to deal with it.” Joe kissed you. You melted into the kiss and wrapped your hands around his neck, his hand touched your cheek. “Okay love”, he said. “You wanna call now?” “I just text my friend from work, there won´t be someone to pick up the phone.” Joe already gave you your phone and started to cuddle you while you texted Jen, that you weren´t able to go to work and that you would tell her later on the phone. You snuggled into his cuddle, his hand was touching the side of your boob. You were still naked. “In addition I need to use the time before you leave for New York.” “Ehm, no need to worry about that.”, he whispered into you ears. “You´re not going?”, you asked bewildered. “I´m going, but you can join me if you want to.” “What?”, you were shocked. “I asked my assistant Maddie if she could book a plane seat for you and add you on the hotel booking. You can come if you´d like to. You said you´ll have a week off next week.” He looked at you tensely. You were too surprised to answer him. “I didn’t know if you have any plans for next week, nothings booked yet…You wanna come?” You squeezed him and pressed a short kiss onto his mouth. Did he really invited you to come with him to New York? “I´d love to!”, you squeaked a bit. “I´m going to have a lot of appointments in New York, so you probably need to explore the city without me at daytime. But we´ll have plenty of time in the evenings.”, he grinned. “That’s okay, you´re sure you want me to come with you?” “Never been more sure.”, he insured you. You blushed and pecked his cheek. For a moment you really felt like being crazy in love. It was a feeling you never had before, such an intense tingle in your stomach and your chest felt like it was burning. It actually was like having butterflies in your belly, even though you didn´t like this phrase at all.

Joe broke the moment, not because it was awkward that you just stared in each others faces for what felt like minutes. You could swear that he had a similar thought like you. At least he really enjoyed being and spending time with you. “Are you hungry?”, Joe asked you. “Not really, you?”, was your reply. “Yes, I´m starving! Hold on, I get something to eat and come back to you.” He wasn’t able to go into the kitchen before leaving another loving kiss on your lips. It took a while for Joe to come back into the room. If he had the time to make breakfast in the morning, he really took his time. But as soon as he got into his bedroom, he realised that you´ve fell back to sleep. The last night was wonderful but also pretty exhausting. So, he started to pack some stuff he needed for his, or better your, week in New York.

Some hours later you woke up. You squinted over to the nightstand and looked for a clock to tell you what time it was, you completely lost track of it. Almost 12 pm. The last thing you remembered was Joe walking around the room and gathering in some clothing when you had woken up for a couple of seconds. You heard some music playing outside and followed the noises, the bedroom door was closed. Before you opened it you grabbed a big shirt from a pile of clothes next to a piece of luggage on the floor. You were still completely naked. The panties Joe had removed from you last night were still on the floor, right next to his underwear and your bra, you put the panties on. The shirt fitted you like a dress, that was good enough. You carefully opened the door and realised Joe wasn´t alone: Wesley sat right next to him on the sofa. “Hi y/n.”, he instantly turned to you and grinned. “Hi, Wesley.”, you could feel your face turning red in shame. “I have a similar shirt.”, Wesley continued. He was joking, Joe rammed his elbow into Wesleys side. “Shut up mate.” “It´s okay Joe.”, you declared. “So how are you y/n?”, Wesley continued your awkward conversation. Was it really awkward or were you just a little ashamed that he had caught you leaving his best friends bedroom in only your panties and an oversized shirt, only two days after you first met him? “I´m…” you glanced over to Joe. He could not hold back and smiled, which actually seemed to be a bit of pride. “I´m really good.”, your fingers nervously fidgeted. “Come here.” Joe invited you on the sofa, you ran over to take a seat right next to him. He covered you up with a soft blanket right away. The last time you were on that sofa you had just come down from an overwhelming and amazing orgasm. The thought of that made your thighs clench together. Joe laid a hand on your covered leg and rubbed a bit to calm you down. It worked. “I think I leave now.” Wesley interrupted your thoughts. “Just wanted to wish Joe some luck for Fallon next week.” “You´ll be at Jimmy Fallon?”, you stared at Joe in enthusiasm. “Yes, second time, I´m kind of nervous.”, he turned to Wesley: “Y/n is coming with me to New York.” “She does?”, Wesley said with a face you could not read. His face turned to a smile in a millisecond: “Goodbye Joe. See you in a week!”, he just said. Joes hand left your thigh and he followed Wesley to the entrance door. They both started to whisper, you could hear Joe say “it´s different”, Wesley sounded really serious. You got anxious. Wesley was obviously not really into the idea of you joining Joe on that trip. Maybe Joe would think that too now. It was weird, when you and Wesley met at the pub you both really got along with each other.

Joe closed the door and came back to sit next to you. Hey love. You were pretty-“ “I think I´ll better stay here.”, you disrupted him. He looked at you confused: “What?” “I think it´s better if I-“, now he disrupted you: “Wait love. I don´t care what Wesley says if you´re talking about that.”, he took your hand and squeezed it slightly. “I want you near me. Wesley just worries about me because of my past relation ships and affairs.” You were concerned: “Why?” “Oh, since stranger things there were a lot of women just interested because of my fame and stuff like that. But you are different.” Joe smashed his lips on yours. It felt like he wanted to seal your mouth before you were able to say something he didn’t want to hear. He crawled on top of you which made you sink in the comfy sofa. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer. Joe nibbled at your neck and planted more kisses at your cheeks, forehead, nose and mouth. Everywhere he kissed you, you felt a pleasant burn. Your hands wandered down his back onto his ass. You pressed his ass down onto you, so you could feel his bulge on your clothed clit. The shirt had already slid up your hips and rib cage, because Joe hungrily pulled on it. The shirt you had put on just ten minutes ago, got pulled over your head again and ended up on the floor. Joes hand tried to keep him steady above you, while his other hand started to squeeze your boobs, his mouth wandered down to them and started to lick over your nipples. You moaned and arched your back. Joe pressed his clothed bulge more onto your soaked panties. He was fully dressed in Jeans and a white buttoned shirt, while you laid underneath him with only your briefs on. “I really want you near me.”, Joe whispered while he was occupied with your boobs. “Please.”, you desperately begged him. Joe jumped up and teared his clothes off while he ran into the bedroom. He almost tripped over the edge of the carpet and you burst out laughing, just like he did. In that exact moment you felt so alive. Joe came back with a condom, he put it on and sort of threw himself on top of you, still laughing from the heart. He swiftly pushed his cock into your awaiting cunt and thrusted deeper and deeper. The sex was different than yesterday, not better, just different. You both giggled, while he fucked you. Joe groaned into your ear, he was very close to you and mumbled with a raspy voice: “You are so hot.” That made your arousal became enormous just by his words. Your hands were everywhere on his body, they ended up on his ass again. You harshly pushed his body down on yours, while you moved up towards him, everything just felt so natural with Joe. Your legs around him increased the pressure even more. You both could not tell why, but you randomly started to giggle several times, the sex was real fun. “Deeper… fuck me…”, you sighed, your high was close. Again, Joe grunted in your ear, he thrusted his cock into your cunt a few more times and started to circle around your clit with his free hand. You both came almost at the same time, his cock twitched inside of you. Joe moaned really loud, while you gasped for air. Then you screamed his name: “Fuck, Joe!” The moment you got down from your orgasms you watched each other and started to laugh again. “Haha, that was-“ “Incredible.”, he panted. “Yes, it was incredible.” You raised your head and touched his lips with yours.

To be continued…

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moonfawnx · 2 years

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Pleading and Forgiveness- eris vanserra x reader

request: Can you write smut with Eris from Acotar? Like he said something hurtfull to the mate reader, and he really wants her to forgive him, so he is passionate and loving, all the time telling how much he loves her? Sorry for any mistakes, because English is not my first language <3

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The last few days between me and Eris were indeed tense.

We had had an argument some days ago. I was asking him for some time on our own. I of course understood that now that he was high lord he'd need some time to adjust go his new reality and ruling the Autumn court.

I had gave him time- a whole month by just being on his side when needed and washing his hair after a long day. But even then, someone had to interrupt us to speak with the high lord.

I had asked him a few days ago if we could go on a walk or a restaurant- to have some time for our selves for the first time in a month now. He'd simply said that he'd check his calendar and see if he had time.

That of course upset me because I wasn't his work or servant- I was his wife and mate.

Indeed that made no difference for him.

I tried explaining to him that I only wanted to help him calm down and spend some time with him but he lashed out saying that he didn't ask for my help and he had more important things to take care of.

So I've been avoiding him- I spend most of my time in the library or sometimes even his brothers seemed to pay me more attention than he did.

Most of the days I wake up with his side of the bed untouched- he hasn't been sleeping recently.

I miss him most days. Mostly when I go to bed, I miss the long talks we'd have every morning in eachothers arms. I miss our small dates in libraries, parks or walks in the forest.

That's how I'd spend my day today- I went on a walk in the forest and one of his brothers was there. Reid smiled at me as he followed me in my walk.

We'd talked mostly about Eris. Reid was really proud of him- but indeed saw how exhausted he was.

While we were walking near the house i felt as if someone was watching us. I looked around and then up and there was my mate, in his office standing and staring at us. I could see from that far how exhausted he was, even if he was too proud to admit it.

I tore my sight from him and continued my walk with Reid. I could feel a feeling of discomfort from his side of the bond but I couldn't do anything.

I had tried to help him and he lashed out at me.

At the end of the day I found myself in our shared chambers, thinking for how long this would keep going for.

My hair was still wet from when i showered and i didn't bother drying it.

I was laying in our bed thinking about everything when I heard the door open. I turned on the side where I couldn't look at him and stayed their in silence.

I heard him walk in the bathroom and take a bath- without closing the door completely.

His shields were up- I could not tell what he was feeling at the moment.

Around ten minutes later he was done and after he pulled on some sweatpants, he laid beside me in bed.

Eris tried to pull me in his arms- to cuddle me but i pushed him away.

I heard him let out a sigh and then whispered,

"darling- darling I'm so sorry" he said as his hand drew circles on my back.

I felt him sit on the bed as he leaned over me, rubbing my cheek.

"my love, I'm sorry" he said as he trailed kisses down my neck. "I'm so sorry" he whispered again.

I finally turn to look at him as he cups my cheek.

"I'm sorry my love- I've been neglectful and you don't deserve that at the slightest. I'm sorry." he says as he finally kisses me.

It felt so relieving to kiss him after so long.

He slowly trailed kisses down my neck as his hand pushed my nightgown up and his thumb found my clit.

"no underwear, huh?" he smiled. I shook my head as Eris climbed on top of me softly and his hand found my breasts.

"I missed you so much." he said as I pulled his sweatpants down, his boxers with them.

"hmm, I see your pants for tonight" he grinned as he pecked my nose and kissed me again, before slowly pushing the head of his cock inside me, swallowing my pathetic moans with his own lips.

He slowly fastened his pace as he kept thrusting his dick in my tight hole. I cleched around him as he let out a groan and our foreheads touched as he kept fucking me.

"Eris I-" i tried but my breath hitched as he started leaving marks on my breasts.

"yes, lovely?" he looked down to me as he didn't stop his fast pace.

"I'm gonna cum" I moaned as my nails digged in his back.

He thrust into me even harder as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a rough kiss.

I let out a loud moan as I finished around his cock- but his thrusts didn't stop.

"gods, Eris-" I whispered as he groaned.

"one more baby. one more to help me cum as well" he whispered as he kept thrusting into me.

A few seconds later he had once again drawn me close to another orgasm.

I finished around him again as he tried to pull out so he could come on my stomach but I cupped his face in my palms.

"inside me, Eris please" I looked at him with a pleading expression.

Eris just smiled and kissed me again.

"as you wish, darling" and with two more trusts my mates seed stuffed my cunt.

We laid there in silence for a few seconds before he picked me up and drew a bath for both of us. We sat in the streamy water for some time, my head resting on his chest as he played with my hair.

"I missed you" I whispered as i looked up to him.

He smiled and said, "I missed you too" as he pecked my forehead.

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yandere-sins · 2 years

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I just wanna say, I love how you write the miya twins as yanderes! May I request a drabble aight them doing some forced cuddles? Yknow, keeping it pg ;)

"PG” on a yandere blog, alright xD Thanks for requesting ♥

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Scrolling on his phone with one hand, Osamu used his free one to brush the tips of his fingers up and down your back comfortingly. You watched him silently browse through Instagram and Twitter, never huffing, never chuckling at the posts, and you stayed completely quiet in return. It was your nightly ritual with him and the only chance you had to hear from other people outside of this apartment you were held in. See how their lives kept moving on while yours had been put on hold ever since you had been brought here.

Osamu didn’t mind you reading his texts and posts, even asking for your opinions on what to write occasionally. To you, it was a tiny bit of freedom, even if it wouldn’t help you escape from your nightmare. But to him, it was so much more. For Osamu, it was a form of intimacy he had never shared with anyone before. Having you rest by his side, his arm around you, and your head close enough to kiss was enough to make his heart palpitate no matter how often you two did it. There was no one in the world he would have wanted to share his evenings with instead.

But there was one more person you two had to deal with.

Atsumu’s shower had long been turned off, but he always took a long time in the bathroom to give his body the care it needed. His career was still going strong, and so much relied on him being fit and healthy from head to toe. It gave you and Osamu some calm before the storm, but nothing lasted forever.

The smell of soap and aftershave waved over you as the additional weight of Atsumu’s toned body pressed up to you from behind. Arms slung around your midriff, and you were effectively caged between the twins, but you felt Osamu’s stuck arm resting on your back, curling and pushing Atsumu away. Offended, Atsumu let out a fake grumble of pain, and Osamu rolled his eyes.

“Ouch!” he complained, but allowed some air between your bodies, enough so that Osamu could lift his arm out, letting it fall to the side instead, Atsumu taking the chance to inch closer to you again. You didn’t want to feel every one of his muscles tensing against you, but nothing would have changed by fighting it. It was a painful realization, one you had to make too long ago already. Struggling and fighting only led to more dissatisfaction between all of you, no matter if you had to sacrifice more than just your comfort to accommodate your captors.

With his face burrowing into the nape of your neck happily, Atsumu took some deep breaths, relaxing after a long day of working out and training. He once told you there were two things that made him especially happy after a hard day: spooning you and feeling your warmth in his arms, and making you laugh. You believed him, but he had to settle for number one more often these days, as there was nothing for you to laugh about anymore.

It wasn’t too long until Osamu put his phone away, reasonably exhausted after working all day too. Switching off the light, the already dark room only grew darker; colder too. But you never had to freeze. Not with Atsumu wrapping a big blanket around you three and Osamu turning around so you could comfortably rest against his chest. The two bodies were like heaters around you, saving a lot of money on the electricity bill and making sure you’d never be cold. Just like you warmed their hearts, they wanted you to rely on their warmth and, more importantly, miss it when they were gone.

Just another one of their awful tactics to force you into this relationship you didn’t want. Another attempt on making you appreciate and love them against your will. But secured between them, another day ended, and your eyes closed as the brothers held you close to their bodies, breathing you in and loving you even more every second you were in their arms. Gentle, fulfilled. Their definition of happiness; that’s what you were. They may have been poison, but you were a drug they couldn’t get away from.

And at least in your dreams, you could forget this tragedy for a little bit while the twins got to dream about paradise.

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sukirichi · 3 years

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like crashing waves

Love comes to you like waves crashing upon one another.

REQUEST. mutual pining au + best friends to lovers + breeding kink

CONTENT/WARNINGS. beach sex, unprotected sex, fingering, titty sucking, smut, nanami being a sweetheart <3 + the mandatory unedited note!

NOTES. thank you for requesting and joining the milestone event! I hope you like this <3

Your squeals echo as you run out of the car, arms flinging behind you with your best friend, Nanami, trailing behind you. His brows furrow upon seeing the familiar scenery of a light ultramarine sky, the sound of crashing waves calming upon his senses. His gaze falls on your waving form, figure jumping from the sand as you call out to him. Your smile is a lot brighter than the sun right behind you, and captivated, he follows your motions, his hands falling into the spaces between yours before allowing you to tug him closer to the beach.

“You brought me here,” he announces a little dazed, subconsciously gripping your hand tighter. “You remembered.”

“Of course I did!”

This isn’t just some regular beach. This is the place where the two of you first met when you were both little, awkward stubby legs running around the sand and scooping sand castles. As always, Nanami’s been more of a timid child, frowning at how you splashed on the water, uninterested with simpler tasks like the one he’s busy with.

When you see him silently enjoying himself, you trudge up to him. His hands immediately come up to protect his castle, having had his other friend Satoru kick and destroy them one too many times.

He’s surprised when you only gasp in awe, carrying your own plastic shovel and helping him build a bigger one afterwards. Your connection was natural – instantaneous.

Everything goes downhill from there. Despite living in another town, your family kept close contact, leading to you enrolling into Nanami’s middle school and staying solid all the way until he has to go attend Jujutsu High. He’s made it clear that he wishes to not be too attached to anyone or even get a wife, firm in his belief that he doesn’t want to hurt anyone by leaving a loved one behind. You, though? He makes an exception for you.

You’re his best friend and everything more, the one who pulled him away from being a salary man and telling him he could be capable of doing something wore instead of just fattening his bosses up while he does all the hard and honest work.

Nanami isn’t...cynical, per se, but he has a painfully honest outlook in his life while you’re more of the type to enjoy the little things, claiming that it’s never a sin to be happy despite the darkness looming. He’s been so used to you being a lot brighter and more cheerful than him, total opposites, really, that when the tables have turned and you’re the one holding his face as you scold him to save people and be the hero he is, he can’t really find it in himself to refuse.

Until now, he’s surprised you’re taking his profession extremely well. You never once blinked when he told you about his abilities and even takes away a fly head off your shoulder once, jumping in his arms instead to thank him.

He wonders how he ever came lucky enough to find someone like you, one that he actually cherishes more than he values the rules he’s set to keep himself in line.

Nanami doesn’t get the chance to think any more when you start stripping in front of him, your bubbling laughter syncing perfectly with the lapping of waves when you fling your clothes at him. He regrets ever letting you meet Gojo; you’re naughty, but never this pressing. His glare is half hearted as you run straight to the beach, however, and the blond man sighs.

His birthday was planned perfectly down to a tee. He’ll invite you over to celebrate, spend the silence and read books with you, have coffee, cuddle, and call it a day.

You had other plans in mind the moment you barged into his room though, dragging and pushing your friend all the way inside your car. His queries are silenced by the blasting radio, the man leaning back in his seat as his fingers tap against his thigh, wondering what you had in mind. There’s never really any telling with you and your spontaneous habits, so he just closes his eyes, allowing his blond hair to be swept away by the wind.

The last thing his wildest dreams could ever imagine is you taking him right back where everything started, his hands deft and careful as he unbuckles his belt. His cheeks tints a little because you never gave him the chance to pack, save for you throwing in hoodies and random underwear into a duffel bag.

Nanami folds both your clothes on the sand, shivering a bit from the chilly liquid. He glares at you once more with a tired sigh, about to ask how you have so much energy after driving for four hours straight when you splash water on him.

He is silent in comparison to your mocking laughter, waddling all around him until you’re whisking the water at every direction of his body.

Nanami stands there still like a statue, eyes closed to prevent the saltwater from hurting him, his hair sticking to his skin. His muscles are tense the whole while, preventing himself from just reaching over – not yet, anyway – for you were still too far away. But your guard is lowered, forgetting for a moment that your best friend is a jujutsu sorcerer and he’s spent years honing his senses until he’s mastered them to the extremity of his capabilities.

As your laughter grows closer, the splashing turning harder as it pads against his skin, Nanami opens his eyes and grabs you by your wrist hard.

You let out an ‘oop’ when he effortlessly pulls you into his chest, your forehead knocking against the solid muscles of his chest. “Ow!” you rub your forehead, lips formed into a pout and about to complain when your eyes snap wide open, the first thing in sight his pecs. Clearing your throat, you try to push yourself off him, suddenly completely aware of his warmth and his other hand sliding down your hip, lower, lower, and lower. “Nanami—”

“Having fun?”

His voice is low, a tinge of warning behind his words. Guiltily, you glance down at your wrist wrapped around his large, bony hand, noting the size and strength difference between the both of you.

You don’t want him to see you’re flustered – even if it’s painfully obvious already – so you snicker up at him, tilting your jaw upwards until he’s looking down straight at you. Nanami cocks an eyebrow in challenge, awaiting what snarky response would leave your lips when you smirk, using your free arm to splash on him one more time.

Nanami reels back when the water shoots straight in his eyes. Okay, you have to admit that maybe that was a little mean, but you’re having so much –

You’re immediately hoisted up into his arms, the water sliding off your body and the ground slipping off your feet. Panic rises in your system when you’re lifted off the seafloor, hands desperate and slippery as you cling onto his broad shoulders. “N-Nanami!” you protest, clinging to him like a koala when he only smirks, walking farther until he’s reached a spot he knows you can’t reach. “Hey, that’s cheating, put me down this instant!”

“Do you really want me to do that?”

Nanami knows you’ve surrendered to loss when you huff, leaving you with no choice but to wrap your legs around him tighter, nails subconsciously gliding down his back. He stiffens at your movements, brows furrowed as he ponders if bringing you here and rendering you helpless really is the best idea.

You’re pressed so close to him until space becomes nothing but a myth, your breathy intake of air wafting into his ear like bait. Nanami tightens his hold on your grip a bit, his swallowing audible at the feeling of your breasts pushed and flicking against his chest.

Fuck, of course you’re wearing your best bikini.

Nanami tries to push those lewd thoughts at the back of his head, drilling into his mind that you’re his best friend and you’re untouchable. He opts to stare beyond the horizon instead, train of thought too distracted of not letting himself be distracted by you that he doesn’t notice you pulling away to look at him.

He’s brought back to life when your wet palm caresses his cheek, thumbs smoothed over his cheeks. Nanami’s gaze flickers back to you, a sigh on his lips as he presses closer, daunting enough to leave a kiss on the crook of your palm.

That snaps something inside you.

You take his breath away – literally – as you cup his cheeks with both his hands, panting as you dove straight to his lips. Nanami’s reaction comes like reflex, both hands cupped under your ass as he meets your kiss with the same hunger and longing that has always been blossoming between the both of you the moment you both knew what love meant like.

Nanami’s groans are masculine and low when you begin to grind down on him, teasing as you push your breasts harder against his chest. Your nipples are hard enough that he feels the pebbled buds grazing across his chest, the sensation sending blood rushing to his cock.

He pulls away, cock swelling harder when he sees you all breathless with lips bruised. There’s something about knowing he’s the cause of you nearly falling apart like this, his mind wandering off a dangerous path at the fantasy of what you’d look like if he does something more.

The voice at the back of his head is responsible to keep him in his reigns, something he’s more than thankful of; otherwise he’ll completely ravage you senselessly at this moment.

“Do you really want our first time together to be out here in the open?” he rasps with short, quick pecks while you whine in his arms, the desire for that something more an aching and almost painful image on your face. “Won’t you like it more if we’re behind closed doors...” he brushes a thumb on your lip, coaxing your lips to part for him obediently. Nanami clenches his jaw when you eagerly suck at his thumb, your eyes dark and hazy with lust as you swirl your tongue around his digits. “...and I’d get to do whatever I want with you?”

“Are you going to hold back if we’re here?” you tease, popping his thumb off with a loud and wet pop. “It’s kind of romantic, don’t you think? The sun is setting behind us and it’s just the two of us anyway,” your words are breathy, panted and needy in its manner of delivery. Really, you can’t think straight anymore, not when his fingers are grazing over the swell of your ass and his face is bathed by the golden glow. Right now is perfect. “I just really want to be with you.”

You shudder when Nanami finally tugs your underwear to the side, the feeling of his fingers smoothing over your inner thighs and just hovering right where you want him to be enough to make you go crazy. You’re shaking, panting, almost crying.

Who knows how long you’ve wanted him – you’re simply too impatient if he plans to take his time with you.

A demand is ready to fall from your lips to just get him to take you already, but Nanami beats you to it, his pointer finger grazing against your slit. “I’m not going anywhere,” he promises, gritting his teeth the moment his thick, long finger sinks into you beautifully. Your head falls back in a moan as he pumps his fingers inside, testing the waters, and your pleasure is only amplified with the struggle of him trying to quicken his pace under the sea. “You’re so wet already.”

“Shut up, I-I wasn’t—”

“You’re beautiful,” Nanami growls, taking you by surprise when he takes two fingers to spring the knots of your top away. You gasp when your top slides off at the curve off your breasts before your erect nipples are revealed all for him, hard and swollen while he inserts another finger in your heat.

Clutching harder on his shoulders and bouncing yourself off on his finger, Nanami’s self control is tethering dangerously across the edge.

He leans down to suck at your breasts dutifully, fighting against the water that’s surrounding you both. “You’re extremely beautiful,” he praises, “Thank you – for letting me have you this way, for trusting me,” An elongated groan falls from both your lips when he sinks you down on his cock, your heat a great and mind-numbing contrast to the chill of the water. “I think you’re the best birthday gift.”

“Always so romantic, Nanami,” you managed through a laugh, allowing him to fuck into you senselessly. You’re all over him, hands wrapped around his neck, fingers tugging at his hair and tongue swiping out to taste the saltiness of the water on his skin. He’s amazing, so fucking good, and you snap your eyes shut while the soft, crashing waves match the rhythm of his thrusts. “No one could blame me for falling for you.”

“You are?” he grasps your ass until he squeezes it hard enough to make your walls clamp down on him, your grunting muffled by the teeth nibbling his earlobe. “Do you love me?”

“For so long.”

Nanami smiles even if you can’t see it, but it doesn’t matter. He’ll just have to show you, make you feel the words and emotions weighing heavily at his heart. Nanami leans sideways to capture your lips in a wet kiss, hands heavy and harsh compared to his passionate kisses as he keeps bouncing you up and down his cock. He’ll just have to show you.

“I’ll make up for the lost time then.”

You’re wearing your favourite hoodie of Nanami’s as you stand before the counter, stirring both mugs with your hands wrapped around it to warm you up. After your lovemaking session that has turned into more than two rounds, you’re downright spent, the both of you too tired to drive back home and opting for a hotel instead.

The aroma of coffee along with Nanami’s scent lingering on his clothes brings a smile to your face, your heart and skin still fluttery from today’s event.

Just then, strong arms wrap around your waist, soft lips coming down to press at the apples of your cheeks. You giggle in his arms as Nanami sways you both side to side, his head resting on your shoulder.

“I love you,” he announces quietly, so softly and tenderly as if it’s a secret only you’re allowed to know. You already became aware of his feelings – he’s shown it enough – but hearing it come from his own lips feels different.

Growing up, you always believed that love would come to you rapidly, overwhelmingly. But as Nanami swoops down to kiss you once more, his lips tasting faintly of the cake you both got on the way, you realize love is more like the soft crashing waves that comes gradually, slowly, yet constantly until you’re surrounded and it consumes you whole. It buds and grows larger until the crashing waves expand into an ocean of feelings that can’t even comprehend the depth of what you feel him, and you kiss him hard, embrace him hard – you just want to show him.

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adoringhaikyuu · 3 years

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you’re horny on your period

characters: aone + atsumu + kageyama + kenma + (gn!reader)

request: hey babes, can i request hq boys (of ur choice, but with tsumu on it pls) with a fem s/o whos on her period and very horny? lol, if ur uncomfortable with it i'll totally understand • by anonymous

warnings: horny tings, suggestive tings, period sex mentions but nothing actually happens <3

notes: everyone is 18+ in this !! the reader has their period obviously but there are no pronouns used so technically it’s gn :) i actually rly like this one!

aone

you tried to get over it, but it was no use

it’d been an hour and you were still needy, an unsatisfied ache in the pit of your stomach and between your legs, not just because of your cramps

you were debating telling aone because you didn’t to bother him and period sex could be messy and some might even say gross

but of course, like the observant boyfriend he is, he noticed something was bothering you

aone walked into your bedroom, immediately sensing your discomfort. he stopped in front of the bed where you were sitting. his voice was gentle, despite his serious exterior but you could tell he was worried. “cramps?”

you paused, deciding to speak before you changed your mind. “yeah, but that’s not really what’s bothering me...”

he raised his brows, silently asking you to explain so he could help you.

“i...” you rubbed your thighs together, shuffling on the bed nervously as you focused your eyes on the sheets rather than his curious eyes. “i’m just feeling kind of needy?”

he stayed standing, “oh...would you like me to help?”

“yes–no?” you looked up to see him tilting his head at you, confused. “i just know some people find it gross and it can be messy, you know? don’t wanna be a bother.”

“your issue is the mess?”

you nodded and he hummed before leaving without another word. you sunk down a bit. you were fully prepared for it to go either way, but the rejection still kinda hurt a bit. you were about to go to the shower to take care of yourself when aone came back into the room, a towel and wipes in his hand.

you looked up at him shocked, “what––”

he put the towel down and set the wipes aside, “for the mess.”

you immediately got up and pulled him in for a kiss, making his eyes widen slightly before he gave in, holding you by the waist. you mumbled against his lips, “i love you so much.” when you pulled away, you noticed the light blush and subtle smile on his face.

he licked his lips. “i love you too.”

atsumu

normally when you were on your period, you wouldn’t let tsumu touch you tbh

period sex was a hassle

and normally you could control yourself or just take care of yourself on your own time in the shower or while he was out

but today for some reason, you needed him

well you knew the reason actually––

as soon as atsumu came home, drenched in sweat from the gym, his grey tank top practically glued to his torso. you could see his neck shining and even his hair was wet, which you saw once he took off his cap.

he set things down and immediately ran over to you on the couch to give you a quick kiss. “hey babe,” he grinned and stood up straight, stretching his arms behind his head, which wasn’t helping you at all. “damn that workout was intense, i’m beat. i’m gonna head to the shower, okay? then we can cuddle.”

you opened your mouth but didn’t say anything, nodding instead. he smiled and headed towards the bathroom but he only made it about three steps before you stopped him with a call of his name, the sight of his back only furthering the feelings you had.

he turned back, “yeah?”

you paused, “i um...” you sighed, “i need you.”

you could see a smile forming it’s way onto his face slowly, not wanting to get his hopes up too soon. he always wanted to help you out on your period but you’d never let him.

“like need me need me?”

you nodded “but we’ll only do it in the shower!”

the smile finally burst on in his face. he made his way over to you again and planted a big kiss on your lips, groaning happily when you moaned lightly.

“on second thought another workout doesn’t sound too bad.” he winked and smiled cheekily before throwing you over his shoulder and running to the bathroom, ignoring your yelp.

“what got you so worked up anyway?” he asked casually, stepping into the bathroom.

he set you down and you looked up at him sheepishly, “you...”

he grinned smugly, his hands reaching for your shirt. “oh i am so blowing your back out–”

kageyama

you tried to ignore what you were feeling, not wanting to ruin the moment since you and kageyama loved to do this every week

have a movie night and just relax

and you now he’d been working really hard lately so he deserved some rest

but you had a problem

you kept fidgeting in your seat next to him, trying to either relieve yourself slightly or make it go away, you weren’t too sure

and to be honest you weren’t really paying attention to it and kageyama could tell

after twenty minutes or so into the movie, he asked you what was wrong but you waved him off, assuring him it was nothing

but you couldn’t help but focus on him, the sharp cut of his jawline, the curve of his lips

then he put his hand on your thigh and you got to thinking of the feeling of his hands on you

and that sent you down a tunnel of unholy thoughts

kageyama felt your fingertips tracing the veins in his hands and tried to ignore it at first, keeping his eyes trained on the tv. but when you let your fingers trail up along his arm as well, his hand subconsciously squeezed your thigh and his eyes widened when you let out a quiet moan.

you both paused and kageyama turned his head slowly, eyes wide and looked at you, his lips parted. “are you–” he swallowed, trying to calm himself down. “okay?”

you looked over at him, trying to act innocent. “mhm. just tickled, that’s all.”

he nodded and turned back to the screen, and you tried to as well, but you kept glancing back at him, debating with yourself about whether or not you should say something. you didn’t want to be selfish and disrupt the movie, but you also couldn’t ignore what you were feeling, it was too intense.

it lasted about five minutes before he looked at you from the corner of his eye. “you know i can see you watching me, right?”

you felt your cheeks heat up and you huffed. “i’m sorry i just...” he turned to face you fully, curious and a bit concerned. his hand trailed up to your inner thigh, completely innocently and that’s when you decided you couldn’t hide it anymore.

“i’m horny tobio.”

his eyes brightened and he stuttered for a bit, “o–oh. well––do you want me to help?” he started to move closer but you looked to the side and he stopped.

“it’s just––i’m on my period.” when he didn’t say anything for a few seconds you looked back to find him staring at you blankly.

he tilted his head and looked from side to side. “and?”

you opened your mouth and closed it. “well...i’m, you know...bleeding...doesn’t that bother you? it’ll take more like effort and i know you’re tired––”

he cut you off, placing a hand under your chin, a shy smile on his face. “i don’t care about that. plus wouldn’t it help with your cramps?”

you nodded, “well, only if you make me cum.”

his brows furrowed, offended. “i always make you!”

“yeah you do.” you laughed, taking his hand in yours, making him smile at you. “but are you sure you want to do this now? it might get messy.”

he leaned in and kissed your cheek before pulling back to look at you earnestly, his eyes a shade darker. “i don’t care.” he kissed you on the lips, “all i care about,” his hand tilted your head and pulled you closer, whispering against your lips. “is making you feel better.”

kenma

kenma could tell something was off about you

he knew you were on your period but there was something else that he couldn’t figure out

he was waiting for you to tell him but you never did

the thing is, you’d just moved in together a few months ago and while you’ve had a couple periods in the same house

(which he’s totally normal about)

you haven’t done anything while you were on your period

normally you’d take care of yourself, but you felt a little self conscious about doing it in your shared house for some reason

and kenma like never left the house

sure, he had his headphones on a lot but still––

so you were a little tense and though you thought he was distracted, he definitely noticed

kenma stepped into your room and you smiled up at him before going back to your phone, thinking he was switching from the ps4 to the pc set up in your bedroom. but he didn’t, he came and stood next to your side of the bed, making you look up at him in surprise.

“oh hey ken,” you sat up, your legs pressed tightly together. “what’s up?”

he looked at you for a moment before speaking up. “nothing...what’s wrong with you?”

your brows furrowed, “what do you mean?”

he sighed. “i can tell something’s wrong...” he looked down, a bit shy. “i was waiting for you to come to me about it but you never did. was it something i did?”

your eyes widened, he’d noticed? “no––no you didn’t do anything wrong babe.”

“oh.” he nodded, crouching down beside you, resting his chin on the mattress. “then what is it? i can tell it’s not nothing.”

you swallowed and set your phone down before looking down at him. “i just...” you sighed, “i’m kind of worked up...and i was too nervous to do something about it.”

his eyes widened this time. “oh––”

you looked away. “yeah.”

“well you don’t have to be nervous about that.” he stood up, a small smile on his face. “that’s perfectly fine.”

you looked up at him, “oh, really?”

he nodded, “of course.”

you smiled, “oh thank you. so how long are you staying out for?”

his brows furrowed, “what? why would i leave the house––”

“wait you wanna stay?––” you paused, “well can you at least put your headphones on and close the bedroom door on your way out?”

he blinked at you. “how can i help you if i’m not in the room?”

you blinked back. “you want to help me?”

he blushed and nodded sheepishly, “yeah...why wouldn’t i?”

you stuttered a bit, “well i just––you know i’m bleeding, that could get messy...”

he paused and glanced around the room seemingly in thought, and you figured that he was rethinking the whole situation until he spoke up again. “well i want you to be comfortable and the shower isn’t the best place for that...so how about i just get a towel to put here instead?”

you stared at him for a few seconds, “each day i fall more and more in love with you.”

he blushed even deeper and tried to hide his smile as he turned around, “shut up––i’m going to get the towel.”

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tsumtsumsthighs · 3 years

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Morning Angel

pairing: hawks x reader

warnings: gender neutral reader (im pretty sure if i accidentally use pronouns please let me know!), nicknames like babe and angel, and just general fluffy goodness

word count: 1k

this is a rewrite of a fic i wrote last summer. i was feeling soft and had writer’s block so this is what ya’ll get.

Slowly your eyes flutter open. The light pouring in through the floor to ceiling windows blinding you. You grumble to yourself and close your eyes once more, burying your face into your plush pillows. I should just get up, you think to yourself. But, then again, you could just stay in bed for a little while longer. You nearly slip back into blissful sleep when a chuckle behind you brings you back from the precipice.

“Not falling asleep again are you?” Keigo mutters against you. You sigh dramatically and flip over to face him. You meet his golden eyes for a moment before groaning and burying your face into his chest.

“No not at all,” you yawn and let your eyelids drop, “What gave you that idea?”

Keigo drapes an arm over you, pulling you ever closer to himself. His thumb rubs soft, soothing circles on your skin. Its moments like these where you feel like everything is right in the world. Here in your little world of blankets and feathers there are no villains. No hero commission using Keigo as they wished. No League to infiltrate. No reason for you to hide. You are absolutely and completely safe and secure in Keigo’s embrace.

“You’re so warm Kei,” you mumble.

Keigo smiles softly and kisses your forehead, “You’re so cute like this, all snuggly.”

You glare up at him through your lashes, “Are you telling me I’m not cute all the time?”

He grins, letting his hand trail down your side, “C’mon you know that's not what I meant.” He has a playful lilt in his voice.

“Hmph.”

Keigo sighs, “Fine then, you asked for this.”

He reaches under your shirt and tickles your side. You screech and jolt away from him, only giving him the chance to tickle your other side too. You laugh and thrash around to avoid his hands to no avail. I gasp for air between laughs and tears, “Kei stop it! I can’t breathe!”

You manage to roll away from him, almost making it off the bed. Before you make your daring escape Keigo wraps his arms around your waist pulling you back onto his lap.

“Stop!” You squeal.

He finally lets up his attack and nuzzles your neck, “Stop what babe? I just want some attention.”

You spin on his lap to face him again, wrapping your legs around his waist and plopping your arms over his shoulders. Some of his feathers tickle your hand. “You’re such a jerk Kei, I was comfy.”

“I know you were, but hey, at least you're awake now right?”

You narrow your eyes at him, then loudly sigh. “Why can’t we just stay in bed today and cuddle?” you make extra sure to slur your words together as you lean against him.

Keigo rolls his eyes, “You just want to sleep more.”

You groan and dramatically flop down onto the bed, “So what if I do hmm?”

Much to your disappointment your boyfriend only smiles and starts getting out of bed. “Babe,” you whine, “I need cuddles.” You pout and make grabby hands at him.

“You’re really pulling out all the theatrics huh?” Keigo chuckles. He climbs on top of you, putting his arms on either side of your head to hold himself up.

You smile up at him, “Well they’re working aren't they?”

He leans down and kisses you softly, “Damn right,” he kisses you again, “I can’t help myself around you.”

He plants a kiss on your nose, and another on your cheek. “You’re so damn cute.” He makes his way down your neck. You close your eyes and hum contentedly. You reach your arms around him, softly massaging his tense back, making your way to the base of his wings. Keigo groans as you thread your fingers into the muscle, “That feels so fucking good.” He rasps, continuing to kiss across your chest.

What Keigo doesn't see is the smirk on your face as you run your hands up and down his back a few more times. Once he was completely lost in your caress, you jab your fingers into his sides, assaulting him the way he did to you. Keigo was so startled his wings stretched out knocking over the lamp on the nightstand. You manage not to lose concentration as his laughter fills the room. It’s such a beautiful sound, Keigo’s laughter. No one else gets to hear it but you. This isn’t his celebrity laugh, or cocky chuckles that the public has grown used to. This is raw, unrestrained laughter. You will never forget the first time you heard it, the day he completely let his guard down around you. It was when you realized just how much the hero really trusted you. And, quite frankly, was when you realized you loved him.

Once you have Keigo on his back, you straddle his stomach and lean over him in a similar fashion he did to you earlier. His laughter dies down, and you both sit in comfortable silence for a moment. You were the first to move, running your fingers through his messy bed head. He stares at you intently, you can only guess what was going through his brain. Keigo breaks the silence, “You know I have to go angel.”

You take a deep breath, “I know you do,” you lean down and kiss him again before finally rolling out of bed. Keigo sits up and stretches out his arms, providing a lovely view of his back and wings.

“You’re so fucking hot you know that?” you say, walking towards the closet to pick out your clothes for the day.

Keigo looks over his shoulder, a dangerous glint in his eye, “How about you shower with me? You’ll get a much nicer view I promise.”

You can only stare as he makes a show of pulling off his boxers and tossing them into the hamper. “C’mon angel, you know you want to.”

How the hell could you say no to that?

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hollandsmushroom · 3 years

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My Marks

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader AU: Frat!Tom Holland Word Count: 1,302 NSFW/SFW Summary: After a really rough day and the pain of wearing a bra Tom isn’t the biggest fan of the effects it has had on your body. A/N: Thank you so much to @spydeysense for being the person I could bounce ideas off of and for encouraging this fic last night. I loved writing this and knew i had to write it as soon as possible so here we are. Also thanks you for giving me the line “The only marks you should have are mine” Warnings: NSFW MINORS DNI, Bras, fingering, smut, overwhelming fluff and soft Frat!Tom.

You felt exhausted, every muscle in your body drained of the energy that it had stored the previous night. Your day had been a schedule designed by Satan himself, slowly breaking you down throughout the day. You had been so comfortable in Tom’s arms when you woke up this morning, your brain fogged with the scent of him, his skin against your urging you to ignore your alarm that was sounding from the speaker of your phone. It was only when your 5 minutes to class alarm went off that you realized just how fucked you were. Scrambling out of your boyfriends bed and coming to the shit realization you hadn’t brought a change of clothes, leaving you without time to go back to your dorm and forcing you to settle on wearing yesterday's clothes, complete with the lacy bra that you had worn for yours and Tom’s adventures, but it wasn’t designed for long wear, only for the time it took your partner to take it off of you, but it was all you had. You slid the lace on your body, covering your distraught frame with one of Tom’s shirts and pants, running out the door without even a kiss on Tom’s cheek.

You got to class late, only to find the door locked, in a desperate attempt you texted a friend you knew always sat by the side of the lecture hall, hoping that the Prof’s back was turned and she would be able to sneak you in, and by the only god’s grace that day, she was. You later ended up questioning if actually going to class was a good thing, ending up sitting on one of the old wooden seats, shimmying to get comfortable resulting in a splinter in the back of your thigh, the sudden pain causing your leg to jolt, hitting the table next to you and knocking over an old coffee that someone had left there and spilling it across your lap. The liquid was cold and slightly sour but you didn’t have time to clean yourself up after class, having to rush yourself off to the Coffee shop that you worked at, only to be bombarded with rude customer after rude customer, your bra progressively digging farther and farther into your skin.

At the end of your shift you were on the verge of tears, more coffee tainting your outfit than had been this morning, your coworker having spilled a boiling hot cup of coffee on you and burning your skin but the shop was too busy for you to be able to fully deal with it. Your phone was filled with unanswered texts, ones that you really didn’t have the energy to answer, trudging back across campus to Tom’s frat house, not even bothering to go home, knowing that Tom would let you wear something of his, or something you knew he would much prefer, nothing at all.

You entered the run down house, the front door never being locked and passing multiple boys that were scattered throughout the communal rooms hiking up to the very top room of the house. Multiple flights of stairs and some nonchalant hellos later you entered your boyfriend's room, finding him sprawled out on his bed scrolling through his phone.

“You left without giving me a kiss” he pouted at you from behind the screen, his eyes widening as they fell upon you, throwing his phone to the side and standing up from his bed, quickly meeting you where you stood as you bag fell from your shoulder with a loud thud. “Baby?” his voice was much softer as he reached out to cup your cheek, thumbing away a tear that slipped out of the corner of your tired eye.

“Long day” you murmur under your breath, avoiding his eyes that searched for yours.

“Yeah, what can I do to help” no one else knew this side of him, the soft needy, easily made grumpy if denied the affection he wanted, side, you were the only one.

“Take my fucking bra off” you groaned, Tom’s touch only letting it dig farther into your skin.

“With pleasure” he smirks, earning him a light slap on the chest. “I’m kidding, here let me” he gripped the hem of your shirt, removing it from your body and letting him see the lace that adorned your skin, “Fuck, baby” he would have been turned on if he didn’t notice just how much the straps were digging into your skin, immediately sliding them off of your shoulders.

“I don’t like these” he spoke, tracing the faint burn and the indents on your skin, his fingers undoing the the clasp of the bra and letting it fall fully to the ground, ducking his head down and kissing the impressions on your skin “The only marks on your skin should be mine, baby” he hummed, his lips trailing up the column of your neck and sucking gently on the spot beneath your ear. His hands snuck around your front and cupped your sore breasts, tweaking your nipples playfully yet eliciting an exhausted moan from you. “I should replace them, shouldn’t I?” he asked the air, the rhetoric in his voice encouraging your continued silence.

“Tommy I’m too tired” you whispered as you felt your body melt into his touch, back relaxing into his front to the point where he was basically holding you up.

“Baby, you won’t need to do anything” his hips pressed into your ass and moved you towards the bed letting you fall back softly. He crawled over top of your shirtless body, kissing his way up to your lips, littering small purple marks along your stomach and breast, slipping his hand into the front of your pants and rubbing your rapidly wettening folds. The pad of his finger catching on your clit and rubbing over it gently. Your exhaustion was taking over, mixing with the pleasure that was rapidly expanding from your core, your nipples hardening as your blood began to pump more rapidly.

“Feel good, baby?” he whispered against the shell of your ear.

“So good Tommy” you whined, lazily grinding your hips against his hand.

“You gonna cum on my fingers, love? You gonna make my palm soaked as I suck pretty marks into your skin?” teeth pressing into your shoulder as he licked over the fresh marks, ones that he loved so much more than the pesky ones your bra gave you.

“Tommy, you’re gonna make me cum” you whimpered, body tensing as you rocked your hips upwards into him, your cunt clenching around nothing causing increased blood flow to the nub that Tom’s fingers were incessantly rubbing over.

“Yeah? Tell me how I make you feel baby, let me know how good I am”

“You make me feel like heaven, so good, Tom, so fucking good” you felt a fire ignite in the pit of your stomach, your toes curling into the soft duvet as you thrust your hips all the way into him, cumming on his hand as the last minute bit of energy left your body with a content and pleasurable moan. Your back collapsing onto the bed, fabric soft on your now over sensitive skin. Tom pulled the blanket over the both of you, pulling you into him as you began to fade off to sleep, only to be interrupted by the vibrations of his chest, his smooth voice reaching your ears.

“I don’t care if makes you late, I need you to give me a kiss before you leave, every morning”

“I will do my best, but Tom every morning? We don’t live together” you giggled, your eyes falling shut as you cuddled farther into his chest, nose nuzzling his smooth skin.

“Well we could” he hummed, nails scratching over your scalp. “I think I’d like that”

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chaos-caffeinated · 2 years

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Intricacies of Sex Chapter 7

👀👉🏼👈🏼 Surprise!~~~

You felt a dim light on your face, indicating it was morning. You took a deep breath before releasing it through your nose, cuddling further into the pillow under you and you tensed up. You felt a large arm wrapped around your middle and your body being pulled to a warmer body. You froze in place as you felt a slight breeze tickling your neck, making the small hairs on the back of your neck stand in alert.

You turn your head as much as you can until your chin reached to your shoulder. It strained your eyes, but your cheeks warmed up too quick.

He was sleeping, with you, on the same bed. Short flashbacks of the wedding came back and you felt only sheer embarrassment to be hugged from behind. As best as you could, you turn in his arms without waking him up. His eyes were closed, his lips parted slightly and his hair tousled around from moving around in his sleep. He looked so peaceful in bed. His long shirt had enough space between his sternum to his chin, noticing small gray hair sticking out just slightly. It was the most skin you've seen.

This was too intimate for you, your fascination to this sleeping man was getting to you, admiring the facial features. His eyes seemed clearer to you, and it would make sense since that was due to the lighting outside. His prominent nose looked ever so handsome on him, and those soft, sensual lips he had part-

(Y/N)!!! STOP!!!LOOKING!!!AT!!HIM!!

Oh but you couldn't, you simply couldn't look away. He was a completely different person in bed, so peaceful and so vulnerable, and so intimate.

You subconsciously leaned closer, closing the gap between you and him, slowly and slowly until Richard scooted closer, unknowingly closing the gap between the both of you, lips pressed against each other. Richard twitched from the contact, but your cheeks warmed up, your fists clenched against your own chest. Your eyes were closed, and you were awkward in the kiss until you tilted your head. Deepening the kiss, you felt different than the last few kisses he gave you. While you felt embarrassed for your own actions, you felt empowered that he was the one receiving it. His head was begining to tilt back as well, and he woke up slowly and dazed to something pressed against him.

His blurred vision noticed a shape on him, but the more time he let his eyes adjust, he noticed it was you. Your eyes were closed, and the way you were kissing him sparked him internally. You were having your way on him, and while it was normal for the man to do that, having you initiate the kiss was something he was neither objecting or pushing off. He welcomed it, even let you take it out on him as his knees weaken. Your bodies turned ever so slowly, his back on the mattress and you nearly on top of him. He wanted to moan in the kiss, to the urge and want for you to hear how excited he was as unbearable to the boner that was beginning to form. Your lips were so perfect on him, pressed hard on his, and the aggressiveness with it. His hands tighten at your middle subconsciously and you stiffened. He'd fucked up.

He felt you pull away and he tried following you but you opened your beautiful (e/c) eyes which only widen in shock.

He smirked, "Good Morning, shall I receive this as my wedding gift?" He tried not to smirk, but your face was priceless and adorable, he'd caught you on the act, the act of you wanting him.

The next thing he noticed was the covers over his face and he pulling them down only to watch you enter your new bathroom.

"Did you change me, you pervert?!" And he couldn't help but smirk in thought, "If I did, I personally wouldn't have give it the effort to dress you back up." He mumbled, "No, Johana did!" And he removed his side of the covers to get up, making himself to the bathroom doors, "Also, darling, are you faring well now that you rested?"

"What do you mean?" You nearly snarled at him when he responded in a serious tone, "You fainted last night before you even got the chance to enter manor fully. What I lack to understand is what caused it."

You had fainted, that makes sense why you didn't remember the events, but the way he his tone changed because of the events last night threw you off. He cared? You didn't answer him right away, instead focused on yourself in the mirror. You didn't see any marks on you of any sort, nor were the laces untied. Only the ladies knew the specific knot to the nightgown, and you were surprised to learn that the man behind the door -the man you married and the man that flaunted his sexual prowess- did not dare touch you inappropriately. Then you came to realize, how long had he been awake in your kiss?!

You were beyond pissed at him for you feel such a fool. You wash your face before using the towel to pat the water away, "I am...thank you, for that."

"No need to thank me, love, I'm just relieved you're okay...so I ask again, was the kiss a thank-you, or a wedding gift?"

You opened the door to the bathroom and the amount of control was incredible considering the fact that you notice how much he towered over you. His eyes were darker, but the gentleness was felt just for you. He leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed across his chest and his leg crossed over the other. He was tall, and he looked more...domesticated considering you've only seen him in dark-shaded clothing, not an ivory white nightgown. It was a complete turn-around.

"...None, it was a kiss for me, not for you." You declared as you walked ahead. You heard a chuckle, and you gently held your biceps as you try not to react to the low rumble from his his stubbled throat.

"Well in that case, feel free to always take a kiss from me." And he walked inside the bathroom before closing the door.

You hated the man, you despised the man. All you wanted to do was take the laces from your nightgown and used them on him, that's all, one reason would take it for you to do it.

You sigh in defeat before dressing yourself.

It was tough to put on the dress yourself when Richard was inside the bathroom, you needed the extra set of hands, and you wondered... how in the world was he living in this manor without help?

You looked around the manor, admiring the details when you checked each room to familiarize yourself. Upon finding the kitchen, you found Johana. Ah, yes, Johana. You've seen her last night at the wedding. Your introduction to her was brief and short as the party started, but now that you lived in teh same manor, you can easily make conversation with her, "Good Morning." You smiled small, lowering your guard as she was a sweet girl.

Johana smiled, brightly that it took you for surprise. She's so beautiful! Her smile would radiate London if she could. You sat down in the empty chair next to her before preparing your drink, "How are you, Lady Turpin?"

You almost reacted negatively, almost. The urge to grunt in annoyance was there in the tip of the tongue before you caught yourself, "OH you don't need to call me that, (Y/N) is fine, dear." You found it quite intriguing that between you and johana were gapped between a few years, while you and Richard were gapped for over 20 years. His older stature added more to his charm, and you quickly made that thought vanish, denying his attractiveness.

"(Y/N)...you have a lovely name." Johana couldn't stop smiling, and watching her smile was contagious enough that you just kept your smile on, "And you have a lovely smile, Johanna. Don't let anyone that take light from you." and her smile couldn't have brighten up your day more.

"Thank you, I am just rather excited for you to be here. No other woman was here, or man, unless you count the Beadle."

You almost shudder at the name. You saw him at the wedding and his arrogance disgusted you.

"Lord Turpin didn't have anyone else but you in the manor?" You asked again to make sure you weren't mistaken and she nodded.

"That's...so...extreme..." You are immediately saddened at the thought of being alone. To be completely removed from the face of society without ever seeing the light of the sun was something you learned is normal, but it was not how you were raised. There was learning to control impulses, learning to be patient, but still being able to do the things you want to do. You married the opposite man apparently, and you were scared he was going to keep you locked in like Johana.

Give me a few months, sweetheart. I want to help you see the outside, even if it's for a few minutes.

"I'm used to it." accepted Johana and you placed your hand on hers gently, your eyes holding back tears, "One of these days we are going out, just the two of us, how does that sound? A troll around the city, and a delicious place to eat pastry. I just hope it is still there." You commented, but you maintained your eye contact with the gentle blue ones.

"R-really?!" She asked, surprised, but hushed as quick, "Won't Lord Turpin be upset?"

"If he is, good. He should've given more time and dedication to knowing who the type of person he married." You smiled proudly at yourself, but even prouder to take the girl out.

"But we can't go out...not without a man."

"Hm..." Then you got an idea, "I will tell you what, my girl, I'll try to convince my husband for us to go with the Beadle, or with him personally, whichever you prefer." You gave her options, and before she could answer you both hear boots clicking clearly on the floor, indicating who was making their way to the table. You see Judge Turpin in a lighter shade suit this time. His pants, hugging his thighs were beige while the vest was a golden leaf-embroided that gave his face more color and life. In that instance, you were breathless, he reminded you of the time in bed. His soft features, his parted sensual lips, the kiss.

"Good Morning." He announced before sitting down. He noticed your hand on Johana's hand and he glanced at the both of you, "I'm please you two are getting acquainted." He raised the cup of coffee to his lips before taking a silent sip.

You nodded with a soft smile, "Indeed, my lord."

You noticed the slight flinch of his body before his hazel -hazel!- eyes met yours. They were stern, but so comforting to be glanced at, always look at me, and you clear your throat softly before lifting your cup.

Breakfast was silent, and it was killing you. Breakfast with your family was rowdy and loud, you and your sisters were the messiest eaters, and your father couldn't not join in the conversation. Mother did have that side very strict as it was unladylike to be messy at the table.

"Johana, if you don't mind me asking, do you have any hobbies?" You ask with a soft voice, interested to know her.

She was gentle like previous, but her smile was unlike anything. It was contagious and freeing, but in the wrong place.

"I do like practicing the piano in the master room, and I like dedicaing my time to cross-stitching."

Your eyes widen slightly out of surprise, "I love those hobbies. I remember one time as a child, I'd beg mother to let me cross-stitch. It hurt," and you showed her the small scars on your fingertips where you nipped yourself with the needle, "But it was worth it."

Johana stifled a laugh, covering her mouth with her cloth, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh."

"Well why else would I admit to such mistakes, you have such a lovely laugh."

Richard was stunned. Just a few minutes in and you were smiling and laughing, making Johana laugh no less. He couldn't help but mildly smile. You two became so inverse in your storytelling, the soft laughter in the manor the much-needed color in here, and Richard glanced up at you. Your eyes were closed, your grin as bright as sunshine and his heart sped up, it's unlike anything he seen...even...even her.

You glanced back at Richard, smiling small and your cheeks warmed up at the sight. His smile did not mean any change in your body, but one that you started falling for. How I yearn to hear a moaning coming out of those lips of yours... and you cleared your throat, getting his attention.

"Dear, I had a proposition..."

He straightened his back, and let you talk.

"How about on one your days off we explore the city? With Johana?" You smiled small.

Johana turned her head towards him, with silent pleading eyes.

Richard stiffened at the idea, but he answered, "I'll think about it."

"Please dear..." and you reached forward, your hand gently caressing his hand and he quickly glanced at it before going back to your eyes.

Minx... He thought to himself, "As I said, I will think about it."

Your smile remained, and you nodded as you removed your hand from his, "Thank you,"

Richard hesitated to receive that smile, not knowing your intentional smile, but he finished his breakfast.

"Are you all finished with breakfast?" You asked, standing up ready to take their plates.

"Yes, oh but I will take care of it." Intervened Johana before you shook your head and grabbed the plates and with the other hand the empty cup's handles, "Nonsense, I'll do it."

"Okay, but I'd like to join you." She stood up and followed you.

"That's fine, Johana." You walked over to the sink.

Richard watched the two of you in silence, and he can see, for some reason, your genuine side. The kind, caring one, the smile so elegantly beautiful in the moment. He shook his head lightly before realizing he needed to go to work. He stood up, "I'll be on my way to work."

"Okay honey, have a good day." You announced towards him before you felt a hand on your waist, the pressure of his fingers pressing against you so good, "Thank you." and he kissed your cheek. You turned your head towards him, and in that moment alone, you felt shock as he kissed you with a slight firmness. When he separated from you, he walked off, and in that moment... That single, bloody moment, you wanted to screw him until he was moaning mess.

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He Makes You Feel Insecure ~ Gray

A/N: as promised here is the first one shot in the HMYFI series. Hope you enjoy it! Let me know who else you want me to write for! As you can see I decided to ditch the summary since I’m not very good at it oop- 🤭

Warnings: insecurities (feeling like you’re too clingy)

genre: angst to fluff

Other versions:

Laxus ~ Erik/Cobra ~ Bickslow ~ Gajeel ~ Natsu ~ Jellal ~ Freed ~ Sting ~ Rogue

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Gray had just come back from a job with Natsu and the crew and to say he was in a bad mood was putting it lightly. He wanted nothing more than to go home and go to bed.

It was no secret that he and Natsu weren't always on the best terms, but for some reason, he was working even more on his nerves putting the ice-magic user on edge.

If Erza wasn't there he would've punched the dragon slayer right there and then in the face, but he didn't want to deal with her wrath, so he just cropped it all inside.

After he grumbled a goodbye to everyone in the guild he made his way home, where you were patiently waiting.You knew how tired he gets after he went out on a job, so you decided to make his favourite food and even picked his favourite film to watch tonight.

Once Gray was home, you immediately greeted him by the door with a wide smile. "How was the job? I made your favourite food"

"I'm not hungry" He replied in a rather cold tone.

"Oh... Okay." You said a bit taken back by his tone and answer, but you didn't want to let that ruin the mood "How about we watch a film? I got your favourite"

"No, thanks," He declined once again as he made his way further into the house with you trailing behind."Is everything okay? We could just cuddle if you want?" You suggested carefully, noticing how tense he was.

"Fuck (Y/N)! Can't you see I want to be left alone?" He suddenly exclaimed making you flinch at the sudden rise in volume "I don't need you making me food, I don't need you picking up after me after I throw off my shirt, I don't need you to cling on me every second of the day! Can't you see that you're smothering me? You are not my mother so stop acting like one! It's like you're suffocating me. I can't go one minute without seeing you everywhere. Just give me some space, God damn it"

You took in his words carefully as you slowly nodded at his little outburst. If you looked over all your actions you couldn't help but feel like he was right. You were almost 24/7 with Gray, so he wasn't wrong. Had he always thought this and had it now only come out?

"I'm sorry" you softly spoke, afraid to set him off further.He ignored your apology and went to your shared bedroom, slamming the door shut after him. You once again flinched at the sudden sound. Tears start pricking in your eyes as your mind went over everything that just happened.

You didn't mean to smother him. To you, it seemed like small acts of kindness. You didn't mind cooking for him as it was something you enjoyed doing. He always threw his clothes God knows where, so you made sure to pick it up, so he wouldn't lose it. As for the attention, you didn't see yourself as a clingy girlfriend, but he was right that you were around him almost all the time. Being in the same guilt meant having the same friends and even going together on missions from time to time.

It wasn’t the first time you two had an argument. You knew he was just frustrated and stressed. Most of the time it blew over by the next morning, but this time it kept running through your head. You quietly grabbed your coat and made your way over to Lucy. You didn't want to upset Gray even more, so you decided to give him the space he wanted.

The next morning when Gray woke up, he noticed the cold spot where you normally laid. He frowned at not seeing your figure but just thought you had gone to guilt early to help Mira-Jane as you did from time to time.

He got dressed and wondered what he had made for you this morning only to see you had nothing prepared for him. As he looked around more he noticed that the plate with his favourite food was still on the table, along with the unwashed dishes in the sink. That was some very odd behaviour for you.

Maybe you had overslept and were in a rush this morning? He shook it off and went to the Guilt only to see that you weren't there either.

"(Y/N) and Mira went out to do some grocery shopping," Cana said as she noticed the frown on the boy's face.

"Gray! We have a new mission! Let's go!" Erza called out to him as Natsu sprinted out of the guilt followed by Wendy and Lucy who were laughing about something.

As the night fell the group got back from the job. Normally you would sprint up to Gray and engulf him in a hug, but today you hardly lifted your head at the sound of him coming back. You were carelessly chatting away with Cana as she chugged down another glass of wine.

“Hey, babe,” He said as he came up behind you and sneaked his arms around you.

“Oh hey,” You replied and gave him a small smile before continuing your story. When he noticed that even Cana looked at you two weirdly, he knew something was up.

“Can I talk to you for a second?” He asked.

“Oh, I just made plans with Levy to go out and get something to eat-“ He cut you off before you could completely deflect him “please?”

You nodded your head at him and followed him outside. You didn’t miss the reassuring Lucy had sent you and gave her a small smile back.

Once you were completely alone, Gray sighed heavily “Is something wrong?”

“No why?” You asked as you chewed the inside of your cheek nervously.

“You’ve been kinda off today, you didn’t even give me a kiss when I came back from the job. Why is that?” he clarified.

“I thought you needed more space” You answered softly as you stared at your feet.

“More space? Is this about the argument yesterday?” Your silence confirmed his question, making him take your hands in his “(Y/N), look at me. I am so sorry about yesterday. I was in a terrible mood and shouldn’t have worked it out on you”

“You were right though, I am too clingy,” You said softly.

“No, you’re not. You’re perfect. It was never my intention to make you feel insecure about that. I promise you I do not think you are smothering me. You’re just incredibly kind, and I was an asshole for making you feel that way.” He assured you.

“You really mean that?” You asked unsure.

“With all my heart. I really am sorry for making you feel that way, my love.” He apologized as he pulled you into a hug, not planning on letting you go anytime soon.

“Good, ‘cause I don’t know how long I would’ve lasted without hugging you” You mumbled in his chest.

His laughter vibrated against your cheek, making you automatically smile as well “You have no idea how much I love you”

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45 Prompts for Hand-Holding

I stumbled across this post and I had to do it. Enjoy... (also it’s the best experience when you switch to the goth rave mode)

45 prompts (actually 42 since I skipped the 12th and the 13th one because I wasn’t comfortable and the 26th one, because I had 0 ideas) and all are SFW.

Includes; Wilbur Soot, cc!Technoblade, GeorgeNotFound, Nihachu, Karl Jacobs, platonic!Ranboo, Dream, SapNap, Quackity (separately)

Warnings: specified before each prompt <3 credit to @creativepromptsforwriting for the amazing prompts

REQUESTS OPEN

1. Tiny hands in big hands (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

Wilbur was absentmindedly fiddling with your hand as the bus made its way through the traffic. “Your hands are so tiny,” he said, making you chuckle. You interlocked your fingers with his, leaning your head onto his shoulder.

2. Calloused hands in soft hands (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader) TW || anxiety

“It’s okay, you’re with me now,” you said softly, trying to calm Techno down. You took his calloused hands in yours, letting him relax and fall asleep in your embrace.

3. Cold hands in warm hands (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

“Oh, and we should definitely see this place!” George exclaimed. For the past few hours he was excitedly showing you around London, but there was only one problem; the cold. When you didn’t respond, George turned to you and immediately noticed you shivering. He laughed softly before taking your cold hands in his warm ones. Let’s say, this method of warming up was your favorite.

4. Hands for the perfect ratio to each other for hand-holding (Nihachu x gn!reader)

You and Niki held hands as you sat on the couch watching a movie. You suddenly thought of how nice your hand fit in hers. “Niki, look it’s like our hands were made for each other!” you said and she laughed, pulling you into a sweet kiss.

5. Platonic hand-holding (platonic!Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

You walked around the city with your best friend, absentmindedly holding each other’s hand and swinging them back and forth just because. Nothing mattered but your friendship and the beautiful views in front of you.

6. Running their thumb over the other’s hand (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader) TW || anxiety

As you entered the party, you regretted coming. There were way too many people for your liking. But this was your best friend’s birthday party and you couldn’t just ditch her like that. Wilbur turned to you and noticed your uncomfortable face. He took your hand in his tracing small circles on it with his thumb, letting you calm down.

7. Dancing with their hands holding onto each other (Dream x gn!reader)

“May I dance with you, my love?” Dream said as he held out his hand to you, smiling. A smile made its way onto your face as you swayed to the slow music, your hand in his.

8. Squeezing hand for comfort and encouragement (platonic!Ranboo x gn!reader)

You looked at Ranboo before making your way to the stage. He gave you a reassuring smile before squeezing your hand one last time and mouthing the words: “You can do this.”

9. Holding hands across the table (SapNap x gn!reader)

A fancy table set up at home due to the virus quickly spreading, candles light up and you two. The perfect date. You took a deep breath before putting a hand on Sapnap’s which was resting on the table. “Sap, I love you so so much. Will you marry me?” he looked at you with nothing but love and happiness in his eyes. “Yes, yes yes,” he said, stretching over the table to give you a kiss.

10. Happily doing everything with one hand even if it means they don’t have to let go (Quackity x gn!reader)

Alex stirred the pot as you chopped onions. Both doing your tasks with one hand. Ask why? Because why let go of your lover's hand when can *almost* do everything with one?

11. Not wanting to lose each other in a big crowd (Nihachu x gn!reader)

The crowd was huge. You knew there were many people who liked the same band as you, but this many people were unexpected. You held onto Niki's hand not to lose her in the huge crowd. "Niki, now I have an excuse to hold your hand at all time." you both laughed, making your way closer to the stage.

14. Grabbing hand to show them something (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

The Louvre was a really pretty museum, and you wanted to see everything. "Look, Wil, there's that famous painting I've been wanting to see!" you tugged on his arm as he chucked at your enthusiasm, following you to the painting.

15. Loosely holding onto each other’s hands, laying in one’s lap (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

George laid in your lap as one of your hands loosely held his, and the other played with his hair. This must be what people call peace.

16. Only linking the pinkies together, not ready to let go completely (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader) TW || death, blood, angst

They had found you. Techno was too late and now there you were, laying on the floor and covered in blood. He let out a sob and the only sign of you being alive was your pinkie you had linked with his. And then your chest stopped. You were gone.

17. Holding hands while skating (Dream x gn!reader)

"I'm going to fall!" you shrieked, as Dream just smirked and held your hand tightly. "No, you're not. Look, you're already getting a hang of this!" he encouraged as you straightened your back, a little less afraid.

18. Excitedly grabbing each other’s hands during a concert, jumping up and down together (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

"I love this song!" you screamed over the song, as Karl nodded, continuing to bop his head to the music. You jumped up and down as the melody got faster. Your hands were linked and you were sure this was the best concert ever.

19. Playing with each other’s fingers (SapNap x gn!reader)

You sat next to him at his desk, watching as he edited yet another video. One of his hands was in yours while you fiddled with his fingers. He turned to you and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I love you, baby."

20. Pressing the other’s hand against their cheek (Quackity x gn!reader) TW || sick reader

“How are you feeling mi amor?” Alex asked as he entered your room with a bowl of soup. “I’m feeling better, thanks to you.” you smiled at him as he sat on the bed, checking your fever. You took his hand in yours, pressing it against your cheek. “Thank you for taking care of me, I love you.”

21. Holding hands while one is balancing on a small wall (Nihachu x gn!reader)

You held Niki’s hand as she balanced on the small wall, laughing. Suddenly she slipped on a rock and landed into your arms as the both of you giggled.

22. Grabbing the other’s hand to pull them back from something (Dream x gn!reader)

“BE CAREFUL!” You felt your hand being pulled, just in time as a car flew by. Dream pulled you into his chest, hugging you as your breaths got steadier.

23. Holding hands under the table (Quackity x gn!reader) TW || someone talking shit abt Quackity

“And how’s it going with your uh...career?” Alex’s friend said sarcastically, obviously making fun of him. Alex’s muscles tensed, and you held his hand under the table, giving it a subtle squeeze. He smiled. “Better than yours.” As you two stood up and left.

24. Only realizing it when they have to let go (SapNap x gn!reader)

“Sap, it’s okay, I’m fine now. You don’t have to hold my hand. Thank you so much for the support.” SapNap looked at you, his gaze shy. “What if I don’t want to let go?” it was almost inaudible, but you heard it. You smiled, interlocking your fingers together. That’s a way to confess your feelings.

25. Standing in front of each other, holding both their hands (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

“y/n, I’ve been meaning to tell you something,” Wilbur said, holding both of your hands. You looked at him curiously, your brows slightly furrowing. “Will you marry me?” you gasped, immediately smiling. “YES, YES AND YES!” you screamed as Wilbur slid a pretty ring on your finger.

27. Passionate hand-holding (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

“Hii.” you said before plopping onto the couch next to Karl. You intertwined your fingers, wanting to never let go as soon as his hand touched yours.

28. Grabbing the other’s hand so they don’t fall (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

“y/n, be careful, there’s a bump there,” George said as he pointed to the part of the road just ahead of you. Seems like he’d said it too late, because the next thing you knew, you were falling down. But thanks to George’s reflexes he held your hand just in time, preventing you from hitting the ground. “Thank you,” you breathed out, pressing a kiss on his cheek.

29. Holding hands while running through the rain (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader)

“I told you this'd be fun!” you said as the both of you ran around in the rain, laughing and holding hands.

30. Brushing against each other, linking fingers together for a second (Dream x gn!reader)

Your breath hitched as Dream’s hand brushed yours lightly, and as your pinkies linked for a second, you started to question if your feelings towards him were really platonic.

31. Grabbing their hand to grab their attention (Quackity x gn!reader)

“Babyyyyy.” you whined as you came into Alex’s room. “You’ve been editing for so long already, you need to get some rest, and also give me cuddles.” Alex chuckled as he turned to you in his chair. “Ten more minutes mi amor.” he said, also missing you a lot. But today you weren’t having it, so you grabbed his hand and tugged on it. He rolled his eyes and chuckled, following you to the couch in the living room.

32. Not really paying attention, both doing something else, but still holding hands (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

“Baby?” Wilbur asked and you hummed in response, not tearing your eyes off of your book. Your hand was in Wilbur’s who was scrolling through his phone. “I love you.” you turned to him, smiling. “I love you too, Wil.”

33. Bandaging the other’s hand and not quite letting go (SapNap x gn!reader) TW || a small injury

“You should’ve been more careful.” your best friend complained as he bandaged your hand. You had accidentally broken a cup and a piece of glass had cut your hand. When Sap finished his hand lingered on yours a little longer, making your cheeks lightly heat up.

34. Holding hands while driving (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

Karl’s left hand was on the steering wheel and the other one was interlocked with yours. A song was playing as you sang along and enjoyed the little moment.

35. Grabbing the other’s hand to pull them back to them (Nihachu x gn!reader)

The alarm clock beeped loudly, waking the both of you up. “A few more minutes...” you whined, but Niki was already starting to stand up. You caught her hand and lightly pulled her towards you. “Nooo a few more minutes but only with you,” you said as she laughed.

36. Unconsciously searching out each other’s hand while sleeping (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

Your hand unconsciously searched for George’s, as you laid half asleep. Once you did, you interlocked your fingers and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

37. Not realizing they’re holding hands till someone points it out (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

You sat on the couch in your friend’s house as the party became louder and louder every minute. Wilbur was next to you and you mindlessly interlocked your fingers. “I didn’t know you two were together.” one of your friends said, passing by. Your cheeks heated up as you slightly let go of his hand, but not completely.

38. Swinging hands back and forth, skipping like children (Quackity x gn!reader)

You and Alex swung your interlocked hands as you skipped around. In the daylight, when the streets were crowded this was not enjoyable; but at night, hanging out in a park while no one was there to throw you weird glances, it was perfect.

39. Holding hands in a museum to pull them to the next exhibition (Dream x gn!reader)

“Oh look! There’s that famous exhibition!” Dream exclaimed as he tugged on your hand. You followed him, curious about what you were going to see.

40. Letting go when there is an obstacle in their way and immediately grabbing each other’s hand again when they pass it (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader)

“Be careful, there’s a tree.” you let go of his hand for a second and as soon as you passed the tree, you softly took his hand in yours, continuing your walk in the forest.

41. Loosely holding onto each other’s hand (Nihachu x gn!reader)

You and Niki walked around the city, while she excitedly pointed out some important locations. You were loosely holding her hand, fascinated by everything around you.

42. Dragging the other with them, holding their hand (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

“Come on baby, you have to go to sleep, you’re overworking yourself.” Karl tried to convince you. You weakly asked for a few more minutes, but Karl took you by the hand and dragged you to bed. You were thankful because if not for him you’d be asleep on your desk in a few minutes.

43. Raising the other’s hand to their lips to kiss it softly (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

Your first date had been awesome. Wilbur was a true gentleman. As he opened the door for you to get out of the car, your eyes met. “Thank you for today Wilbur. I loved our date.” You smiled at him and he did so too, gently lifting your hand and pressing a quick kiss on it. “So... maybe you’re up for a second date sometime?” You nodded, not missing his rose-tinted cheeks.

44. Holding hands while jumping down from somewhere together (Dream x gn!reader) TW || cliff diving

"Ready?" Dream asked, giving your hand a subtle squeeze, and after you nodded, you jumped down into the beautiful blue waters, not letting go of Dream's hand.

45. Comparing hand sizes, then linking fingers together (SapNap x gn!reader)

Sapnap hoped that you wouldn't take this as an excuse to hold your hand, but he had to give it a shot. "y/n, let's compare hand sizes." you pressed your palms together, and before you knew it, Sap had linked your fingers together. Not that you minded, though.

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