#'i heard he's more of a grower than a shower'

[storydays]

Brozone Older Brothers' NSFW Headcannons

🧡John Dory:

Whew, boy, are you in for a treat!

So it'd been 20 years-ish, since he'd been in Pop Troll culture, so he is out of practice when it comes to intimacy.

100% an ass and thighs man: You bend over in front of him, no matter what you're doing, instant hard on.

He's more of a grower than a shower: 5.1 inch normal and 5.3 when hard (Correct my if this is wrong bc I know nothing about penis education lmao)

Play with his ears, or even his tail, and he is instant putty in your hands.

Turn-ons include: edging (giving or receiving), eating you out/blowing you, (loves receiving more than giving but will still pleasure you as well as you did him) tying you up (and he knows some different knots from his adventuring days) and many more that I can't think of lol.

Def gives me top vibes but once in a while you'll catch him off guard and top the hell out of him

When you do top him, he is such a whiny little bitch, and you hold him there for hours until the sunshine peeks through your curtains.

Leave hickeys on his neck and he'll happily wear them and preen when you press a soft kiss to them when you're jealous.

When it's jealousy sex, angry sex, or sex in general, the bed will be creaking, Rhonda will be shaking, and anyone who happen to walk by the armadillo-bus will know exactly what's going on and run away in horror at the noises they heard.

He is a caveman when you first meet but starts to clean himself up a bit.

Is a total mess when it comes to cum. He cums buckets in you (if given consent), on your face, stomach, anywhere really.

Bruce:

Ooh, this is gonna be fun

So Bruce has had his fair share of lovers, and knows his way around different genitalia and how to expose his partner's feel good spots.

Ugh, please please pull his tail

Just like the rest of him, he's pretty girthy down there, but is still long enough to hit those special spots.

His hair is beautifully tamed, which means he is tamed down there too, and even learned to make different shapes and designs out of pubic hair.

Def a a shower and grower: 3.5 when flaccid, but a whopping 5.5 when hard

He knows how to use his mouth, hands, and tail to make his partner scream

Def a power bottom; watches you through half lidded eyes as you take what you want from him, occasionally praising or degrading you, depending on his mood.

He's a attentive lover, and will cherish everything about your lovemaking, and make sure you're okay.

Turn ons include: hair (only time) and tail pulling, you making eye contact with him while making lewd gestures, being a brat and teasing him, morning 69, and loves when you surprise attack him; so many emotions flood through him, and he allows you to take some control, before he takes over and pushes you over the edge, with a smug smirk.

Sex is like a game to him: the end goals are making you feel like a million bucks and making you drunk on his love. Will tease you by cumming first, before he allows you to cum.

He is one smug son of a bitch when you can barely walk, or when someone makes a comment about the hickeys on your body (he leaves them everywhere), or about the scratches and bite marks on his back.

📚 Clay:

Okay, so he wants to be the best you've ever had, so this bookworm absolutely studied up on how best to pleasure you. STUDIED FOR DAYS, and even studied while they were attempting to pleasure you.

Annoyed, you snatched the book from him, and turned the tables on them.

He's pretty average, right in the middle both length and thickness so pretty enjoyable for both parties.

Prefers giving than receiving, adores when you use your hair to hold him in place

THEY ABSOLUTELY ADORES THICCCCC THIGHS; (Yall see how thick Viva's thighs are? #CLIVIA )

Would spend hours in between your legs if you let him

Quite noises escape him....unless you bring out the dark green strap on and/or cock ring...then it's the Theatre Du Chatelet in y'all bedroom!

(Their brothers' overheard y'all one time, and the next day they all avoided your smirk and Clay's bright purple blush when you make a smart comment.)

Everyone sees him as serious/fun, but when you two are intimate, it's just Daddy and Baby Girl, it's up to you to figure out which is which, (😉)

Always uses protection just to prevent any accidents.

With you, he can let go of labels and just be Clay and they love you for that.

Turn ons: that strap on/cock ring, dem thighs, being pulled closer when they go down on you, you taking control, just you in general, teasing him in public, making suggestive comments in his ear while his brothers' and friends are around and he can't do nothing but try to make the blush go away and ac natural, glaring darkly at you when no one was looking.

He is clean and trimmed down there.

#brozone x reader #dreamworks trolls #trolls band together #branch #clay trolls #trolls 3 #bruce trolls #floyd trolls #john dory trolls #storydays #cliva #trolls masterlist #trolls dreamworks #trolls x reader #x reader #brozone clay x reader #clay x reader #spruce trolls #spruce x reader #john dory x reader

[blacktacmopsi]

Keegan HeadCanons: NSFW Edition Vol. 2

As I said in volume 1, Keegan likes his porn. If you get really intimate with him and he feels comfortable with you, he might suggest you both watch something together. He'll definitely start jacking off next to you and would like you to give yourself some self love too. He'll ask if he can do it in front of you first though.

He's not big on toys. No fleshlights or any of that stuff. He's a man that does it the old fashioned way- with his bare hands. In his nightstand, he keeps a cum rag that he washes frequently.

But toys on you? He's cool with. He'll definitely lie beside you, fucking your sweet pussy with your favorite dildo while telling you some of the most dirtiest things you've ever heard. "Does that feel good, sweetheart?" "Are you liking how I make your pussy feel, darling?" "I need to get you stretched for when you take my own cock. It will feel way better than this."

Caress his pecs. He loves it.

Keegan has a great dick. He's not scary big (like how we all picture König...poor bby, btw) but he's got some thickness and length so think on the upper end of average. He's cut with a nice pale pink head. Dude has some nice and tight balls too. It doesn't take much to get him leaking precum... and boy does he leak! More of a grower than a shower.

Pubic hair! As mentioned in volume 1, he bounces between manscaping and rocking his natural state. He's never fully bare down there but if he's manscaping, he's trimming the bush back. Nonetheless, there will always be hair down there so get used to it.

Sometimes he doesn't last long in bed and this embarrasses him. This usually happens when he's been away on a long mission and touch starved. If he's getting it on the regular, his stamina is great. He does have a bit of a refractory period though but once it's over, he can go for a round two...or just sleep. It depends.

During that refractory period, expect him to want to just hold you close without saying anything. He just wants to live in the moment and enjoy the silence.

Sizable producer. Keegan's cum skews on the bitter side (because he's a coffee drinker) and is a milky white. But the texture! It will cling to your teeth, tongue, throat...you'll definitely need to wash it down and clear your throat a few times.

If you're having emotional sex with him (which he prefers) he'll bury his head either into the crook of your neck or between your breasts. As he does this, he'll mutter how much he loves you and how good you make him feel. "I want to give you every last drop of me. That's my love for you." He will also hug you while he penetrates you slowly. He'll rub you, taste you, and kiss you all with care.

If you're fucking, Keegan breaks out the dirty talk...and he's going to make sure you absolutely hear it. He doesn't shy away. "Look at you, takin' my whole cock, damn!" "Oh sweetheart, I've thought about taking this pussy of yours for a while now." "You'd look really pretty with my cum in you...and I might add more later."

Not necessarily vanilla but not kinky either. He doesn't really have any fetishes or kinks but will entertain it if you bring something to the bedroom. He just likes sex with the right person.

He does own some porn mags (what a classy guy lol). They're in a box under his bed. They're from his USMC days.

Absolutely doesn't mind kissing you after you swallow. He's not grossed out.

#call of duty #call of duty ghosts #cod keegan #cod ghosts #keegan p russ #keegan cod #keegan cod ghosts #keegan smut #BlackTacMopsi Writes Garbage #call of duty keegan #keegan russ #keegan russ smut

[sanjisblackasswife]

What I think the Monster Trio’s Dick Look Like(NSFW)

Ft. Zoro, Luffy, Sanji

A/N: I’m a pervert…I’m bored…and I may end up drawing this so…yeah. Also this isn’t TOO descriptive considering idk how tf to describe a man’s tallywackle.

Luffy

About 4-5 inches on soft and hard. He can stretch it out so have fun with that.

He has one small vein you don’t really see or feel unless he is hard or about to cum

Pretty lightly brown and pink tip, doesn’t curve, his family jewels aren’t huge but they’re not that small either you can like pop em in your mouth ig

No pubic hair: he just doesn’t grow any down there

He cums A LOT (not as much as Sanji) and if semen And Dick has specific tastes depending on a man’s diet then they both taste terrible because of his terrible diet

Twitches uncontrollably when you blow on it

It gets friggin huge when he is using Gear 2-4

When he is in Gear 5 it naturally grows 3 inches and it’s thicker with his vein protruding out more

Zoro

Absolutely the most thickest out of the three, could compare the thickness to a banana

Pretty tan with a brown tip and pink/red undertone. Blushes a lot when he’s hard

He’s a grower not a shower; 4 inches soft, 7.2 hard.

Curved slightly to the right 2 large veins under and on top of his shaft

Hairy ass monkey down there—his happy trail is absolutely dark green with a hint of black btw

Hefty ass balls I mean what the hell man

Reminds me of a damn bull

When it does twitch you barely notice it

Just like Luffy his Dick and semen would probably not taste that great. You know how some guys say women that they’ve eaten out taste like pennies? Well yeah he’d taste like a very faint metal of some kind so hold your breath ladies

Cums like a damn river and if you don’t start breathing through your nose you will choke

His Dick print shows a lot when he wears pants so he man spreads most of the time

Will throw hands if you say his Dick is his 4th sword worth it

Sanji

Yeah let’s pretend my user name doesn’t exists and I’m totally not being biased right now.

Pretty dick it’s so pretty

He is the longest out of the three, 7.4 all around, but very skinny. He has one large vein up the side of his cock up to the tip

Speaking of tip I want his so bad

His tip is of course a pretty pink, is naturally blushed idk if that’s a thing but let’s roll with it

Alsways fucking semi hard because he is a horny bastard

Can hide it very well in his slacks usually takes him a few minutes though

His happy trail/pubic hair is so pretty, nicely trimmed for the ladies he can’t seduce and the same color of his beard.

Taste like nothing? Like skin like lick the back of your palm and that’s what it taste like.

Oh wait he smokes like a train

Okay it’s still not the best taste but it’s better than Zoro’s and Luffy’s

I heard semen can be really watery so I’m giving him that HC. Because look at him.

Once he cums he literally can’t stop it’s like him bleeding through his nose but his nose is his Dick and the blood is semen so…have fun with the mess

I Petition Oda to give this man some 🐱 before the series end tysm.

#one piece smut #TimikosMonsterTrio #one piece headcanons #black reader #one piece #sanji #sanjionepiece #sanji imagine #one piece x female reader #sanji smut #sanji x black reader #sanji x reader #female reader #one piece x black!reader #black foot sanji #x female reader #zoro headcanons #luffy smut #one piece scenario #zoro hcs #luffy #luffy headcanons #sanji headcanons #monster trio

[lonpyrategaybi]

So My prison diary from a chav who happens to be bisexual and have been out about 3 years and I wish I could have been honest sooner but on my world it's dangerous to damage Ur reputation when Ur one of the boys and everyone u no is over the top masculine hard nuts criminals that don't fuck about but my favourite top ten straight lads iv fucked well in prison it happens more than u could imagine so here we go today's top ten and il start with a lad I met when I was 22 and he wá 25 we became friends because he had heard I was in the top echelons of the prison it was based in Wiltshire and he was from Cheltenham to he at first started to get close and we spent alot of time play fighting and kinda flirting in that ott manly way we used to shower together train at the gym together and I had to play down the fact he was giving me a semi in the shower he was my perfect man so I like smooth fit but not to bulky after gym workout I like toned bodies on a boy I like milk white skin he was everything I wanted beautiful looking he could be one of those lad in porn where u think wow he is worth an instant look and u shoot Ur load within minutes well I do anyway. But he was flawless cute tall.one day we were told we had to share a cell together I acted pissed off as u do so there we are together in a small space with a shower in the cell so one day I wà saying casually I'd sick sick if I had to uh no just fooling around when he sais come here and I pulled back the shower curtain and there he was with water pouring over his defined chest and perfect skin and his dick well it either a grower or a shower he smiled and says would u give me a blowjob I acted shocked and said but I don't know how he says easy just get on Ur knees and put mey dick in Ur mouth 👄 I was ong knees quicktime and he was soon his full 10 inches thick and cut a fat bellend to lick before u no he face fucking me and I pretended to Fein not being able to take his massive cock but it didn't last I was being face fucked and he shot his big load into my mouth and being new to it I had to see pit it back out this was only the beginning....

[thisselflovecamebacktome]

My top five albums of 2022.

So I’ve decided to take my chances and post this list despite knowing that a certain blondie could still surprise release something near her birthday (looks Evermore’s way after it missing out on being on my 2020 list due to this). But jokes aside, I’ve really enjoyed this year’s music and making this list was no easy task for me, so without further adieu, here are my top five albums of the year:

5. The Loneliest Time by Carly Rae Jepsen

Dedicated was the album that got me into Carly’s music, so I was both excited and terrified of The Loneliest Time coming out. Anyone who knows me often knows that the project after a beloved one from an artist often leaves me disappointed. Carly did anything but. From the minute I heard Western Wind and Beach House, I knew I was going to love this album. It’s fun, it’s emotional, it’s introspective and it’s narratively cohesive. Mix that with it being my vibe sonically and Carly really could not have gone wrong. The collaboration with Rufus feels like it added to the song and album as a whole, which is something I often complain about other collaborations not doing and as a whole, every song feels like it belongs and that the album would be worse off without it. Ultimately it is currently rivalling Dedicated as my favourite Carly project and I cannot wait to see her for the first time next March and hear these songs live.

Favourite Song: Go Find Yourself Or Whatever (but Western Wind is a close second)

4. Dawn FM by The Weeknd

Listen, realistically I don’t have much to say about this. Abel doesn’t miss and I would argue that he is the greatest male artist of our time. Dawn FM just highlights that, as does his other work. Musically, Dawn FM remains very in Abel’s style while still remaining fresh. It also has the strengthened introspection that I would argue Abel has been perfecting over his last few projects. It, like everything else on this album, is also very narratively cohesive which I appreciate. While I understand After Hours fans who weren’t thrilled that this album came at the cost of the tour, I highly respect Abel for trusting his gut and following his musical intuition to pursue this project. Much like I have noted that that is a trait that has helped Taylor Swift become the greatest female artist of our generation (in my opinion, also because I know someone will say it, Beyonce has been around long enough that I do not consider her just ‘of our generation’) the same can absolutely be said about Abel in terms of being my pick for the best male artist of our time. Regardless, the album is incredible and as always, I am excited to see what comes next.

Favourite Song: Out Of Time

3. Humble Quest by Maren Morris

This album was my ‘grower, not shower’ pick for this list. The first time I listened to it, I left with the impression of “eh, it’s okay, more cohesive than Girl but not as good as Hero” and for a while, only listened to Background Music, Nervous and Detour. But upon the second listen of the whole album, something clicked and I have loved it more and more with each listen. It’s sweet, it’s humorous and it’s comforting all at once. Out of all the albums on this list, this is probably the one I’ve listened to most purely because its calming effect has been perfect to listen to while alone, whether that be while reading, writing, cleaning or even just sitting there in my own peace (whatever little of it I could find lmao). Whatever comes next, Maren will have big shoes to fill trying to match this album for me.

Favourite Song: Background Music

2. Holy Fvck by Demi Lovato

Is anyone surprised to see this here? Like I joke about artists writing songs/albums for me, but as a recovering addict who loves rock music and had a shitty year, this album really was written for me. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, from the minute I heard “Demi leaves rehab again!” I got “I woke up from the dead, I do it all the time” vibes, and with Reputation being my second favourite Taylor album of all time, I knew I was in for a treat then. This album was by far the one I related to most out of this list, to the point of crying several times upon my first listen (I rarely cry to music for reference). It came at the perfect time for me and really just highlighted everything I’ve loved about Demi’s music since the late 2000s. My only disappointment with this album is that I will never hear it (or Demi as a whole) live given their announcement to stop touring, but even then, I full heartedly respect their choice to focus on their health and know it’s for the best. Needless to say though, I cannot wait for their next project.

Favourite Song: Happy Ending

1. The Gods We Can Touch by Aurora

Every year I have an artist I hadn’t/had rarely listened to before take my breath away and make my top five. This year it is Aurora. Before 2022, the only song I had only listened to with Aurora taking part in it was Into The Unknown. Despite years of wanting to check her out, I never found the chance, but figured this album would be a good opportunity/place to start because everyone was listening to it for the first time at the same time. And I’m so glad I did. As a whole, Aurora musically reminds me of Kate Bush and Kate Miller-Heidke (my favourite artist of all time),especially on this album, and I cannot vocalise what a compliment that is. Though I have since gone back and enjoyed her previous work and artistry, there is something about this album that moves me in a way that I rarely have been. It’s thematical, it’s raw, it’s honest and honestly? It’s holy. I cannot tell you all how excited I am not only to see what comes next but to see this album come to life next year (I am also humbly bragging that I have front row tickets while saying that, something that is a first for any artist for me). If you have not had a chance to listen to the album or Aurora as a whole, I implore that you do so as soon as possible. You won’t be disappointment.

Favourite Song: This Could Be A Dream

#carly rae jepsen #the loneliest time #the weeknd #dawn fm #maren morris #humble quest album #demi lovato #holy fvck #Aurora #the gods we can touch

[lesbianlotl]

guillermo really defended nandor's dick with his life in ep9 guillermo is not only nandor's bodyguard and heartguard, but ALSO his peepee guard

#'i heard he's more of a grower than a shower' #wwdits #nandermo #i GUESS #lotl.txt

[rxtrovillans]

A-Z NSFW with Harry Styles

Harry Styles x reader

Warnings: smutty content

Author’s Note: My first post, hope you enjoy!!

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Very gentle and attends to your every need, He’ll constantly ask how you’re feeling after.

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes collarbones, or just anything along your chest

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)  

Harry Doesn’t have a problem with cumming inside you, I feel like he lowkey has a breeding kink. 

D: Dirty Secret

He likes watching you play his music, it makes him feel good. Considering your opinion on his music is very important to him. 

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Very. 

F: Favorite Position

I feel like he likes the basics:  Doggy, Missionary yk, but sometimes when he’s really in the moments he might fuck you with your back against his chest while gripping your throat..

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

He’ll have a laugh here and there, but he’s more focused on your pleasure

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Neatly trimmed, but once in a while he’ll just leave it

I: Intimate (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Very Intimate, when he’s fucking you he always make sure you’re always looking in his eyes, and while he’s eating you out he’ll hold your hands.

J: Jack Off (Masturbation head canon)

He does it every now and then, especially when he’s traveling and you’re not there. 

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)  

OBVIOUS pain kink, he likes it when you tug on his hair when he’s eating you out.

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom or kitchen counter (he watches a lot of romcoms)

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He’s very jealous so anything where you’re letting people know you’re his. Either telling a guy whose flirting with you “I have a boyfriend” or just showing him off.

N: No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Age play….

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)  

Have you heard Watermelon Sugar …

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually depends on his mood, if he’s frustrated with work or anything in general, it’s usually hard and fast. But Most of the time it’s at a moderate speed.

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)  

Everywhere. This man can’t get enough.

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)  

Might have sex once or twice in the studio nothing toooo public

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last, etc.)

3 to 4 rounds

T: Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He’d use a vibe on you once in a while

U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)

HE’S A HUGE TEASE, have you seen this man on tour recently…

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

A few grunts here and there and maybe a moan if you tug on his hair or something.

W: Wild Card (Random head canon)

This man loves eating Pussy… there i said it

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Hmm I feel like he’s a grower and a shower. Maybe 7-8 inches, and 2-3 inches wide…

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Whenever he can

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Almost immediately

#au!harry #harrystyles #harrystylesfic #harrystylessmut #professor!harry #smut #headcannons #harry styles headcannon #harry styles fanfiction #my first post I don’t know what I’m doing

[emmabirb8]

Idk why it took me so long to realize this but... OF COURSE Guillermo knows intimate details about Nandor's dick.

See, at first I thought maybe he had seen glimpses just from being his familiar for so long and doing things like helping him with bathing and dressing and all that

but then it occurred to me

Memo was literally in Nandor's body when he used the Cloak of Duplication.

And uh... that "I also heard that he was more of a grower than a shower" line...

... I don't think he thought much about what that implied before he said it LMAOOO

MEMO YOU DIRTY DOG

#what we do in the shadows #wwdits #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #nandermo #the cloak of duplication #wwdits guillermo #wwdits season 3 #my posts

[ultraintrovertedgryffindor]

You should do Kyle Spencer x reader where like the frat boys tried to ra3e her, and he like save her or something and they cuddle? Lmao sorry if that’s sound weird

It doesn't sound weird! Sorry for the wait, I started to watch the first episode of Coven to get an idea for how he acts then I couldn't stop lmao. Anyways, hope you enjoy!😊

Trigger Warning: Attempted Sexual Assault

~~~~~~~~~~

"Ugh, why'd you force me to come to this stupid party?" You shouted into your boyfriend, Kyle's, ear.

Kyle playfully rolled his eyes at your outburst, but that was really the only way to communicate over the blaring techno music playing throughout the various speakers in his frat house.

"Because, I know how you get when you're left alone. You would be so bored back at your dorm." He smirked at your pout, knowing that he was right.

"Yeah, well, we could always go to an actual rave with live music instead of this shitty wanna be rave." You huffed, crossing your arms.

Kyle shook his head and grinned. "Just go get yourself a drink, you'll feel better." He teased.

You playfully shoved him and made your way through the crowd of tipsy college students and frat boys, looking to get drunk so you could power your way through the party.

"Well, you don't look like you're enjoying the party."

You look to your right to see one of Kyle's fellow frat brothers, Archie, who was definitely not trying to hide his wandering eyes over your body while smirking.

"Yeah, well, I don't like frats."

"And yet you're fucking one, huh."

You scoffed and rolled your eyes. "Unlike the rest of you frar boys, Kyle is actually sweet."

Archie moved in closer to you. "Aw, but, darling, I can be very sweet." You moved back, repulsed. "Just come to the back room and I'll show you."

"You wish." You laughed, not intimidated at all and continued making your drink.

"Okay, look over there." Archie pointed across the room, and reluctantly your eyes followed. "You can not possibly tell me that you think that pathetic loser is hotter than I am. I mean, he can't possibly have a bigger dick than me cause I've seen that little pecker." He guffawed, making you roll your eyes.

"He's a grower, not a shower." You smiled sweetly, Archie immediately dropping his smirk.

"Hope you enjoy your night, you sick bitch." And with that, he sulked off.

You quickly downed your drink, wanting to forget about that stupid jerk. You cringed as the strong liquor burned down your throat, coating your tongue in bitterness and slight saltiness.

You chose to stay by the bar, taking sips of your drink while watching your boyfriend dancing pretty awfully with a couple of his friends once his favorite Toto song started blasting through the speakers. You shook your head with a loopy grin as Kyle tried to do the Sprinkler.

You noticed how tired you suddenly felt, usually alcohol made you tired, but you could hold your liquor pretty well, so what the hell?

You started to stumble towards the bathroom to splash your face with cold water, but you had so much difficulty standing that the walls were basically the only reason you were on two feet.

"Hey, you okay?" You heard a voice echo through your ears, sounding muffled and distorted. You looked up to see the blurry face of Archie.

"Where's Kyle…?" You mumbled, your own voice sounding distorted.

"I'll take you to him." Your jumbled up mind made you more agreeable, but you normally wouldn't go anywhere with Archie.

"Mm, where are we…?" You whined, noticing the area around you enough to realize that you weren't anywhere near where you last saw Kyle.

"Silly girl…" Archie chuckled darkly. "Don't you know to never leave your drink unsupervised…"

You felt so limp that you couldn't even widen your eyes in shock as Archie threw you down onto some random bed. "Archie…don't..." You mumbled loudly.

You started to tear up as you heard the clink of his belt unbuckling.

Downstairs, Kyle looked around for you, but you were nowhere to be found. He walked up to one of his frat boys. "Hey, have you seen Y/N? She went to get a drink but I can't find the girl anywhere?"

"Uh, I think she went up with Archie last time I saw." Jimmy said.

Kyle furrowed his brow at his statement. "Why the hell would she do that?"

"Don't know, man. She looked pretty fucked up."

Kyle suddenly got a pit in his stomach, following his gut all the way upstairs and into each of the bedrooms to look for you.

"Y/N?" Kyle shouted, feeling panicked very quickly.

Kyle finally found the room you were in, gasping at the sight of one of his frat brother's with his pants down, hovering over you.

"Hey!" Kyle roared, immediately ripping Archie away from your unconscious body. "What the hell are you doing?!"

Archie held his hands up in surrender, stuttering nonsense. "Hey, hey, she wanted it! She wanted it!"

"She's fuckin' unconscious, you asshole!"

Kyle brought his clenched fist back, extending it forward with all his might onto Archie's face, over and over and over and over…

"Kyle…"

Kyle snapped his head back towards you, seeing you stir, and he quickly rushed to you, releasing a bloodied Archie and letting him fall to the floor with his now broken face.

"Y/N…Y/N…" Kyle whispered, craddling your face gently. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry." Kyle looked you over, sighing in relief as your undergarments were still intact. He made it time, thank god… "Let's get outta here, yeah?"

Kyle pulled your delicate body into his arms, lifting you up and carrying you back to your dorm. "You're safe now…you're safe now." Kyle lowered you onto your bed.

"Where am I?" You mumbled.

"You're back at your dorm."

Your eyes widened, shouting and bolting upright. "Archie! Where is he?!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay." Kyle cooed. "I stopped him before he could do anything."

You teared up, quickly bringing him closer into your arms. "Thank you…thank you." You cried.

"I'd never let anyone hurt you." Kyle whispered. "I'll let you get some rest…"

Kyle went to stand up from the bed, but you grabbed his hand. "Wait…don't go, please…"

Kyle nodded, laying down beside you and holding you close in his arms.

"I'll never leave you."

~~~~~~~~~~

#american horror story #kyle spencer #ahs coven #kyle spencer x reader

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

Asano/F!Darling: Unconventional Methods (VII)

It had taken an entire week for ____ to be able to sit down without wincing after Asano's punishment. Even though it had hurt so badly and she had cried for almost fifteen minutes in the bathroom after he'd let her leave his office, what seemed to hurt more than anything was how disappointed he'd sounded. She should have known better. She should have DONE better. He had high expectations for her, and she couldn't bear to let him down.

So, to try and make up for her transgression, she had obediently followed every single one of his requests to her without question. He'd told her that he wouldn't arrange a lesson until her backside had healed, but in the meantime he'd made more "assignments" for her to complete in the meantime. A few days later, he told her to photograph her bruises and describe how she felt. Having to look at those marks on her just renewed that sense of shame from disobeying him, and she'd tried to hide how close she was to crying in the picture she sent facing her mirror.

To: Asano-san

The bruises don't look like they'll be completely healed for at least two or three more days. They've faded from mostly purple to mostly yellow in a shorter span of time than I'd thought, so thankfully it doesn't hurt as much to sit or lay down.

I'm so sorry that I disrupted your lesson. Even though this hurts, it's a reminder that I need to take your efforts to teach me more seriously. I promise that I'll work hard to show my appreciation for you and your guidance from now on.

____ had felt her heart race when she finally heard the notification sound on her phone.

To: ____

I'm happy that you're still so eager to learn, but don't punish yourself any more than I already have. This was a learning opportunity for you in its own way, even if it wasn't what I originally had in mind.

I don't want to imply that I don't believe what you've said, but I want you to show me how you've changed in our next lesson. Send me a photo of yourself every day so I can track your healing progress and plan the next lesson once you've recovered completely.

It filled her with so much shame to expose her ass to Asano every morning, but she was determined to fight through her pain and discomfort to make things right and prove herself to him. His other requests weren't quite as invasive, even if they still made her uncomfortable: photographing what she was planning on wearing to work and changing it if he told her to, describing her experiences giving fellatio to her ex boyfriend, and notifying him whenever she left her apartment and why.

His responses had actually made her smile a few times, though. He'd complimented some parts of her wardrobe and mentioned that the two of them owned the same exact scarf, down to the color; once the weather turned a bit cooler, maybe they could wear them both and see if anyone else noticed. He'd reassured her that she didn't need to feel insecure about her ex complaints that she couldn't take his entire length without gagging, especially when he never made any attempts to teach her or show her how she could improve. And whenever she said she was going out, he would always tell her to have a safe trip. Those messages didn't completely erase the discomfort she felt thanks to him, but it certainly helped. He wasn't a completely authoritarian monster; he was a teacher, and even if he could be strict he was still a guiding figure that she could trust.

____ had found herself smiling a bit whenever she'd knocked on the door to his office at end of the work day. The day had finally come and he'd arranged their next lesson, and she was eager to show how much she'd changed her attitude after reflecting on last week.

"Come in."

____ stepped inside and made sure to lock the door behind her, and she walked forward to her usual spot across from his desk. Asano noticed the slight pep in her step and when he looked up at her face, she quickly hid her small smile and glanced away shyly to avoid making eye contact with him. "You really have recovered," he mused. "I can't remember the last time I've seen you smile like that."

____ laced her fingers together and felt her cheeks heat up. It was nice to hear that gentle voice of his again, especially when he sounded happy. "I'm just eager to continue your lessons," she explained. "And now that I have the chance to show you my appreciation, I want to."

Asano smiled and rose up to take her hand. "Excellent. As it happens, I wanted to use our time today and have you show that appreciation in a...specific way." He led her to his desk and gently pushed her down onto her knees before sitting in his chair. "A way to do that and also improve on something you've said you're insecure about at the same time."

As ____ stared straight at his lap and saw him spread his legs slightly, she thought back to the "assignment" he'd sent a few days prior about her experience giving oral to her ex. She pursed her lips and looked uncertainly at him. "Are you sure, sir? I don't want to disappoint you with my...um...lack of talent. If I'm going to show my appreciation like this, I don't want to do a poor job and wind up ruining your...ah, p-pleasurable moment?" She laughed nervously. "My ex always said I looked and sounded so awful when I gagged so much..."

Asano's cock stirred as he imagined just how 'unsightly' she could look while gagging on his cock. Tears and saliva on her flushed face, reddened eyes as she fought to keep his length down and make him happy, choking on him while desperately struggling to breathe with her nose pressed against his pelvis and his balls against her chin...this boyfriend of hers was an idiot to complain about getting to enjoy that. "If you're showing me how much you want to learn," he said kindly, "Then I promise that you can't ruin this 'pleasurable moment.'" He settled in his chair and took in the view of her from above as she obediently waited for his instructions. "To start, I just want you to touch me through my clothes for a bit. There are other ways to make this activity enjoyable and show your appreciation without having to take all of me in your throat right away."

____ anxiously moved forward on her knees and raised her hand up to just an inch or so away from his member. Touching him through his clothes was an okay starting point, she supposed, but she hadn't ever done this kind of foreplay and buildup with her boyfriend before; he usually just unzipped his pants and had her open up. Even though they were both fully clothed, this somehow felt even more sexual and...strangely exciting. Naughty.

She gingerly traced a few fingers up and down the slight bulge, and Asano sighed softly though his nose. She could feel his cock stiffen from her touch and soon she was holding it as best as she could through his clothing while caressing it with the pads of her thumb and forefinger. When he gently started to rock his hips in his chair and sighed again, a sense of pleasure and pride swelled in her chest. She was making him feel good; she wanted to make him feel even better and show how much she admired him. "A-Asano-san, may I..." She licked her lips and looked up at him. "May I kiss you, please?"

When she gently squeezed his cock and glanced down at his lap again, Asano nodded quickly and spread his legs a bit further. Her soft lips pressed against him and she rested her other hand on his thigh, clumsily leaving a trail of kisses along his clothed length and continuing to fondle and caress him at the same time. She squeezed her thighs together as she felt a slight tingle and ache in her core, and she hoped Asano wouldn't notice how turned on she was. This wasn't supposed to be about her, after all; besides, if he saw how aroused she was from just fondling him like this, he'd probably chastise her for being so brazen and slutty. Asano was teaching her, wasn't he? She shouldn't think of him as a lover like that.

Asano caught how she was pressing her thighs together as she kissed and caressed his cock, and he reached down to stroke her hair. She couldn't stop the shiver that ran down her spine and the soft moan from his fingers running through her hair and brushing her cheek, and he chuckled. "Don't hide how much you're enjoying this," he said. "You should be proud; that discomfort from our earlier lessons is completely gone now, isn't it?" He cupped her cheek and felt a few beads of precum press into the fabric of his underwear when she looked up at him with those wide doe-eyes. "You're learning." And even if she didn't realize it yet, she was learning where her rightful place was as well.

____ saw his hand leave her face and her heart raced when he started to unzip and pull his pants down. During his lessons he'd seen her completely naked before, but she'd never even seen him so exposed like this. Even if she'd seen a penis before, it wasn't exactly a common sight for her. Once his pants had been pushed down to his ankles, he looked expectantly at her. "Take them off," he ordered. She hesitated for a moment before curling her fingers around the waistband of his silk boxers, and she slowly pulled them down to free his cock.

The tip was already shiny with a bit of precum, and the entire thing was definitely larger than she had expected. Even if she'd just been touching and holding it, he had to have been a grower and not a shower from just how big it had gotten now that it was free from his clothes. There was a tuft of pubic hair above the base that was a little darker than the shade of vermillion on his head, and his skin color was also slightly darker than the rest of his body aside from the pinkish head peeking through his foreskin.

Asano moved the chair forward a little bit and looked down at her expectantly. "Don't try to take all of me in your mouth yet," he said. He reached down and took one of her hands, and guided it from his thigh to his cock. Her fingers curled around his shaft and his head twitched from feeling her hand around him directly. "Ahh, good girl," he breathed. "Move your hand back and forth, just like this." He moved her wrist to show her what to do, and she tried her best to copy his movement of her hand. He clenched his fingers around one of the armrests of his chair and placed his other hand on her head while she continued to stroke him. She was such a fast learner.

____ kept her free hand on his inner thigh while she gently worked his shaft with the other. This was still so strange and new to her. Her ex would have just shoved his pants down and pulled her head forward to take his entire cock by now, but Asano definitely had more patience than that. If they didn't already have the relationship of a mentor and protege, boss and employee, she hoped that whoever she may date next was mature like him. But she couldn't ever date him specifically, of course--that would just be inappropriate. This was...unconventional, granted, but he was just teaching her and nothing more.

Asano took her hand again and showed her how to gently move the foreskin back and reveal more of the tip. "Move it back like this before you kiss or lick the head," he instructed, panting slightly. "If you're able to envelop as much of it as possible, you won't need to take the entire thing down your throat to stimulate the most sensitive part."

____ followed his instructions and moved her head to give a timid kiss to the pink flesh. Asano moaned and he ran his fingers through her hair. "Good girl, just like that..." A small wave of pleasure and warmth swelled in her chest and her core at his praise, and she carefully flicked her tongue over the exposed pink head. Asano sighed and smiled down at her with parted lips. "So attentive." She smiled shyly up at him as she continued to lick, kiss, and even gently suck on his tip while playing with his shaft using her hand. God, he was right to choose her for this. Fuck training her to be a proper teacher, she was far too sensitive and eager to please for that position. Too obedient and submissive. He wouldn't reveal the true goal behind these lessons yet, just because her reaction would be such a pain to deal with. It would be much better for both of them to subtly change her mind little by little until she decided completely "on her own" to dedicate herself to him as his own little doll in the office and at home.

As the minutes passed and she grew more and more accustomed to what he liked and what brought him closer and closer to the edge. His fingers were gripping the armrest and her hair as he started to rock his hips and fuck her mouth. He wasn't quite ready to push past her gag reflex just yet; he was saving that for the very end to take her by surprise and enjoy that particular sight right as he was about to cum. He felt a slight ache in his balls and cursed under his breath, taking his arm off the chair and cradling the back of her head with both hands. "I'm close," he hissed. "And...fuck...You seem a bit too complacent and comfortable." He fucked her mouth a bit faster and smiled at her confused and concerned expression with his cock pushing a bit further into her mouth. "This is still a lesson, you know. Need to...push your...limits..."

____ moved her hands instinctively to push Asano away, but she stopped herself at the last second and did her best to keep a grasp on either side of his waist while she struggled to accommodate all of him. Tears pricked at her eyes as she started to gag and panic. Strangely enough, he actually seemed happy that she wasn't able to take him properly; he moaned louder than he had before and bit his lip as she choked on his cock and squeezed her eyes shut. A few stray strings of drool ran down the sides of her lips and he could feel her struggling to breathe with her nose pressed against his navel. He was so close, so close...

"L-look at me."

____ whined in a mixture of pain and protest, but she tried her best to open her eyes and look up at him with tears in her eyes. His fingers were gripping her hair and she could still barely breathe through her nose, but she didn't want to ruin what she'd worked for during this entire lesson to make him happy. She blinked a few tears away and fought to keep her eyes open, and Asano finally let himself come undone. He gasped sharply and held her firmly in place, filling her mouth with his cum until her cheeks started to swell a bit. His eyes rolled back as he felt her gag on him once again, and when he'd finally ridden out his high she was still desperately trying to keep his cock in her mouth. He let out a soft chuckle and brushed the many trickles of saliva and semen that ran down her chin. She was so adorable when she tried so hard to please him like this.

"Once I pull out, I want you to swallow what hasn't spilled out of your mouth already," he said. ____ nodded as best as she could while sniffling a little, and Asano slowly slid his cock out from between her lips. Immediately she shut her eyes and fought against the bitter taste of his cum to swallow what was left; with how much had dripped from her lips and onto her neck and chest though, it was barely over half of what he'd shot into her. She pulled her head back, coughing and sputtering now that her mouth was free and she could breathe again. The snot and other fluids smeared on her face made her cringe, and so did the damp spots where his cum and her saliva had stained her thin work shirt. She was relieved that he was pleased with her, but she could only imagine how unsightly and disgusting she looked to him right now.

Asano took in her ruined face and stained clothing with bright eyes. If only she knew how wonderful she looked like this, all because of him. He finally snapped himself out of his post-fuck haze and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear before helping her up to her feet. "Excellent work," he said, praising her with a smile. "Here, let me bring you something to drink. Sit in my chair, please."

____'s legs wobbled a bit as she sank into hid plush office chair. "Th-thank you," she replied softly, coughing once again. "Agh. Sorry."

"Don't be." Asano reached for the water bottle he brought to work and handed it to her. "The more practice you have, the less uncomfortable it will be." He pulled up a chair next to her and reached into his breast pocket for a handkerchief to clean her face.

____ tried to keep his hand away from her. "I can just clean up in the restroom before I leave the building," she insisted. "I...you don't have to ruin yours, sir."

Asano simply moved her hand aside and cleaned her up anyway. "I'm not ruining it," he replied, his tone a bit pointed as she awkwardly turned her face towards him. "It's a handkerchief. Cleaning is its purpose."

____ looked away shyly and let him wipe the rest of his cum and her spit off of her face, and then held still while he dabbed at the cum stains on her shirt. "I should have brought a change of clothes," she lamented. "Thank goodness I don't take the same train as most of the other teachers. Maybe I could just find a corner to stand in and just cover it with my bag until I'm home?"

Asano started to take off his jacket and placed it over her shoulders. Her lips parted slightly in shock. Before she could protest, Asano interrupted her. "You can bring it back on Monday," he insisted. "In your bag, if you want to be discreet. And don't worry about having it cleaned." His lips turned up into a small smile. "I'd hate to have you spend most of your monthly salary on a bit of laundry."

He tucked the handkerchief into the coat's breast pocket and let her drink the rest of what was in his water bottle, and then helped her up once again. "As for your assignment for this weekend, I want you to start training your gag reflex for a few minutes every day; just gently pushing your toothbrush or a finger should be enough to start. My next lesson won't focus on that particular subject, but the one after that will be to see how much you've improved in two weeks of training." He placed a hand on her shoulder and walked with her to the door, opening it for her.

Before she left, ____ turned back to give him a small respectful bow. "Th-thank you for continuing to teach me, sir." The sight of her bowing with his coat around her, her clothes stained with his cum and a few tearstains drying on her cheeks...even if he'd just finished fucking her face a few minutes ago, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants all over again just by looking at her.

Asano smiled and saw her off, enjoying the view of her walking away with his jacket still wrapped around her. "It was my pleasure!"

#.assassination classroom #yandere assassination classroom #.asano #yandere principal asano #.myshit #tw: dubcon #asano's darling

[theyarebothgunshot]

ok gunshot i want to thank u for making me curious abt the hand gesture too bc i have spent my afternoon doing some investigative journalism watching straddlegate to try and figure it out with context. SO honestly it’s still baffling bc jensen is clearly drunk and whilst someone was asking a question a few minutes before straddlegate he clearly indicates with the same gestures that he has a bigger dick than misha rather than listening to the question (he asks ‘what?’ afterwards and the person repeats their question, the audience laugh, it’s all in good fun) but after straddlegate with the addition of Jared things get WEIRD and kinda tense. jared says to misha ‘the episode where I was mounting you’ and Jensen mouths ‘oh no’. misha’s kinda vaguely reluctantly like ‘yea.. yea.’ and Jared goes ‘you didn’t fight very hard’ and Jensen.... makes almost the same dick length gesture as earlier? ? ? is he drunk enough to be implying that misha had a boner??? that misha is a ‘grower not a shower’? that’s where my mind goes but like why would he do that? it’s very strange. context has not made it any more clear - 🦟

but then right after jen’s mysterious hand gesture Jared FULLY annoys me bc misha deflects, joking ‘I heard in those situations you’re supposed to play dead’ and very quickly changes the subject by asking someone else for another question. The person says hi but Jared won’t take the hint and shut up. he speaks over them like ‘you’re a good roleplayer. i was like “shut up you little bitch” and he was like “ough yeah hit me”’ at which point Jensen is actively like ‘dude shh!!!’ but Jared still doesn’t completely stop. ??? like? wtf. also a little earlier in the same con is the story misha tells about Jared pinching him really hard repeatedly on his inner thigh (travelling upwards towards his crotch) as he’s trying to film which is of course played off as a joke but it is actually very worrying. what is wrong with that man???? - 🦟

first of all: thank you for doing the investigation, you really took one for the team today nonnie <3 second of all: there are a lot of things wrong with that man, let’s not get into it. 

okay so yeah i also thought that jensen was gesturing about dick sizes (and........ i mean.................. i would not be surprised if he was right is all that i am gonna say on the matter) but it just makes NO sense in the context unless, like you said, misha got a boner??? hmm. i mean. it’s possible of course. but i rather hope he would not seeing as it was. j*red. 

anyways once again thank you so much my darling, you’re the realest <3

#mosquito anon #Anonymous

[celestiababie]

Seonghwa NSFW Alphabet A-Z

A= Aftercare (What they do/act like after sex)

Seonghwa is a sweet baby, even though he can be SO DISRESPECTFUL WOW he’d make sure you’re okay and he’ll clean you up, but I honestly just think that this boy wants to cuddle ASAP. I feel like he’d be really dopey and adorable after a session together and shower you with praises as he tangled your legs with his, holding you close.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

This boy does not and I mean DOES NOT keep his tongue in his mouth, so I think that he loves his tongue the most. He’d love the reactions you’d give while he gave you head. He definitely has a talented tongue and isn’t afraid to use it. As far as your body goes, he’d love your waist the most. It wouldn’t matter if you had a chubby waist or a thin waist or anything, he just loves holding you and his hands immediately go to your waist.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum… I’m a disgusting person)

He’s a neat boy, but part of me feels like he wouldn’t mind getting messy once and a while. He’d love cumming inside of you stay safe kids and he’d love covering your stomach every now and then. He wants the clean up to be quick and easy, so he can just cuddle you.

D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He really really REALLY wants you to give him a lapdance. He’d often fantasized about it, but couldn’t bring himself to ask you. Just the thought of you dancing to a slow song, wearing something sexy for him, would get him riled up

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Like my thoughts with most idols, I don’t think he’s the most experienced person in the world, and he may have never even had sex before you. This doesn’t mean he can’t learn fast and pick up on things that you like. He definitely has knowledge from watching things and looking up information.

F= Favorite position (This goes without saying)

Seonghwa would prefer missionary or fucking you against a wall. He wants to keep eye contact with you and kiss you as much as he can. He loves being close to you and feeling your skin against his.

G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Or are they more humorous?)

Hwa can get a bit goofy, he thinks that sex between people should be fun, but that doesn’t take away from the level of passion he has when the two of you have sex. Sometimes he wants to giggle and laugh off any awkward moments before he lets you feel how much he loves you.

H= Hair (How well-groomed are they?)

I think that Hwa is very well-groomed. Like I said in C, Hwa is very tidy, so it only makes sense that he would like to keep himself tidy as well.

I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Hwa would be very intimate, he wants you to feel how much he loves you by expressing it with his body. He’d kiss your body up and down and whisper into your ear as he held you tight and rolled his hips against yours. He’d mutter out “I love you” and sweet nothings as he kissed you deeply.

J= Jack off (Masturbation)

He’d definitely jack off if you weren’t around or if he was alone, bored. He takes long showers and I can only imagine what he must do during that time. He would be kind of shy to express to you that he jerks off, but part of him would actually find the idea of you watching him do it hot.

K= Kinks (One or more of their kinks)

Hwa would be super into praise (giving and receiving), he wants to know that he’s making you feel good, and he wants to tell you how pretty you are. I also think that he has a slight choking kink, whether it would be your hand on his throat or his hand on yours, he’d love how oddly intimate it would be. He seems somewhat clingy and possessive, so he has a marking kink. He wants to mark you with pretty purple and red hickeys. He’d suck on the soft skin of your neck, down to your collarbones, then your chest, and even your thighs. He just wants people to know that you belong to him.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He’d prefer the bedroom, but he’d often have to sneak out and spend time with you at your place since he’d feel awkward if you two fucked while the boys were home… He’d also think that shower sex is fun, but he’d make sure that you two were careful.

M= Motivation (What turns them on?)

Having you close to him could probably get him turned on, but the main thing that would get Seonghwa turned on would be you whispering in his ear. He’d shudder when you’d do it and it would send shivers down his spine.

N= NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

He wouldn’t want to make you cry or give you a lot of pain. He wouldn’t be capable of continuing if he saw you in pain. He would never want to slap you on the face, even if you begged him to.

O= Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Don’t get me wrong, he loves receiving and he’d never turn down a good blowjob, but he could spend hours with his head in between your legs. He wants to give you as much pleasure as possible and with his skills? He could most definitely do it.

P= Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

This is a hard one… I think that Hwa would be somewhat slow, but he’d be really powerful in his thrusts, he’d speed up when you were getting close, and make sure that he was still just as powerful.

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex and how often?)

Hwa hates quickies with a burning passion, he wants to take his time, and savor every second with you. On the other hand, he wouldn’t mind a quick handjob or blowjob before a performance…it would help calm his nerves and make him more confident on stage. You’d pull him into an empty room and be very careful to not ruin his outfit as you pleased him.

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

There have been a few times where he’s convinced you to make-out with him on the couch, even though he knew one of the boys could walk in at any moment, but other than that, he’s fairly vanilla. He’d be willing to try some new things, but he knows what he likes, and is scared that something might go wrong, and you’d get hurt or something.

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Because Hwa likes to take his time with you and give you pleasure first, he can last a very long time…maybe an hour or more. He can go for about 2 rounds, but when he cums, he gets sleepy and just wants to cuddle with you.

T= Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Hwa wouldn’t own any sex toys for himself, but he wouldn’t mind if you did. When he’s away from you, he knows that you use them on yourself, and he finds the thought of sexy, he might even want you to send him a video. He would be persuaded into using them on himself after you had wanted to try putting a vibrator on the tip of his cock. His life was changed after that day…

U= Unfair  (How much do they like to tease?)

This man loooooves to tease you and make you beg for him to give you more. After a minute or two of teasing, he’ll give you what you want with a small smirk on his face. He’d get very pouty if you teased him, he wouldn’t really beg, but he’d give you puppy eyes and whine.

V= Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

Seonghwa wouldn’t be that loud, he’d still moan and groan in your ear, but it wouldn’t burst your eardrums or anything like that. Like I said in the previous letter, this boy will get whiney every now and then if you tease him. He makes really pretty sounds when he fucks you and just- wow.

W= Wild Card (Random headcanon)

It was a dark Friday night, you were already in your comfy bed. You had just gotten off the phone with Hwa and he was telling you how much he had missed you. You heard a slight rustling and the sound of something shattering. Hwa cursed loudly and you furrowed your brows at the sound of your boyfriend. You got up from your bed and slowly made your way out of your bedroom and turned on the light to the living room. Hwa was trying to clean up the shattered pieces of the lamp he had broke in the dark. You cleared your throat and looked at the male, amused as to why he was in your house and the fact that he had broken a lamp. He looked up with you with a weak smile and stuttered over his words.

“O-oh h-hi baby! I was just um…I wanted to see you. I promise I’ll get you a new lamp.”

 You rolled your eyes and beckoned him to come closer to you. When he got into arms reach, you pulled him close and wrapped your arms around him. “It’s fine~ I missed you…”

“I missed you too, sweetheart.”

The two of you hug in silence for a minute before he speaks up with a soft voice. “Can we cuddle in bed now?”

X= X-Ray (Lt’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Oh boy, here we go. Hwa definitely isn’t small, I’d say he’s more of a grower than a shower. He would be slightly above average but would have quite a bit of girth to him. Oml, this part is awkward to write. I’d say around 6 inches.

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Hwa is a young male, so I think that his sex drive would be kind of high. He wouldn’t crave it 24/7, but he’d get needy 3-4 times out of the week. Sometimes he’d ask you for help, but if he didn’t feel like bothering you, he’d just solve his problem himself.

Z= ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterward?)

I’ve mentioned this on a couple of the other letters, he just wants to cuddle you as soon as possible. He gets really tired after he cums and he wants to drift off to sleep with you in his arms.

Thank you so much to whoever took the time to read this! I greatly appreciate it! Please don’t be a silent reader, tell me if you liked it, and tell me if I should do the other members.

- Admin

#ateez #atz #ateez smut #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #atz smut #atz imagines #seonghwa #park seonghwa #seonghwa smut #seonghwa imagines #seonghwa reactions #park seonghwa smut #kpop smut #kpop imagines

[gaycrouton]

A Long-Standing Curiosity

This is a part of my "Countdown" Series, where I play with the "X" times Mulder and Scully "X" trope. 10-2 will be UST-y with the final one being their first time.

This one is Five times Scully was reminded of Mulder’s impressive size. NSFW

I - A Hint (S1)

Whenever Mulder dragged her over to the Gunmen's, she felt a wicked sense of dejavu from her years of being a tagalong little sister. When her parents were out and Missy was busy, Bill was saddled with the duty of watching her. He'd hang out with his friends, usually riding bikes around the neighborhood while she exerted herself trying to keep up, her equilibrium tilting back and forth from training wheel to training wheel scraping against the pavement.

She was the outsider, but she wanted to be included.

"Some spies are said to keep asps in their pockets in preparation for a quick suicide," Frohike proclaimed. For what reason, she didn't know.

"I heard that too," Langly agreed. "That when they feel they've been compromised, they just aggravate the asp into biting them and releasing their venom."

"Like the historical myth about Cleopatra," she added, wanting to contribute since she hadn't been able to chime in during the last several conversations.

The three unfamiliar men looked over at her with a quizzical look. Much like in the summer days spent with Bill's friend, she'd distanced herself more in an attempt to bridge the gap. She squirmed in her seat under their attention, but she didn't lower her eyes, meeting them each with a raised eyebrow that said "What? I'm right."

"Myth?" Mulder asked, drawing her attention to the corner of the room where he was lounging comfortably. Whereas Bill would look over his shoulder, just to make sure she was still there before taking off even faster, Mulder kept a steady gaze on her, unwilling to let her fall behind. "It's a fact she killed herself with an asp," he challenged.

The Gunmen's heads went back and forth with each volley of this proverbial match. "No, it's not. Despite the paintings of Reginald Arthur and Michel Corneille or the writing of Shakespeare making millions believe she held an asp to her breast after the death of Antony, historians have proven that it was either the stab of a sharp implement like a hairpin or a toxic ointment that caused her death."

"I'd never heard that before, that's really interesting," Byers remarked, offering her a sincere smile.

Mulder was nodding at her with what appeared to be pride as she explained this. "That does make a lot more sense than someone just having a snake in their pants at the ready," Mulder teased, turning his attention over to the more eccentric two of the trio.

"Why? You do it all the time," Frohike joked, causing Langly to cackle.

"Except he's packing a python instead of an asp," Langly added, smiling wider as Mulder grew redder.

And just like all those years ago, the group of boys defaulted to dick jokes. Except Mulder wasn't her brother, and she was a woman now. Hearing them talk so openly about a topic she'd mentally sanctioned as taboo made her eyes widen and her curiosity flare.

"How many women you bite with that thing, Mulder?" Frohike, teased.

Scully observed as Mulder's previous position of comfort became tense as his eyes flickered over to see how she was reacting to the crude locker room talk. The ease with which the comments rolled off his friends' tongues made her think that this wasn't unusual talk for them nor that it was unfounded. The only thing that seemed out of place was Mulder's embarrassment.

"Guys, come on," he chastised, glaring at them while motioning his head towards her.

Frohike looked at her and coughed away his chuckling. "Sorry, Agent Scully."

She waved her hand in front of her face in dismissal. "It doesn't bother me."

But a nagging curiosity in the back of her mind now was.

II - A Glimpse (S2)

Scully didn't even realize it until afterwards. A flash of a bulge in her memory coming unexpected like an after shock in an earthquake.

She was standing at her kitchen counter, sipping from a glass of water with a shaky hand while Mulder's weapon sat next to the sink. Her body was exhausted from the effort of removing Mulder's clothes without any help from the double-her-size man. She'd stumbled back into her bookshelf when his pants finally came free and she'd been too worried about waking him to realize what she'd just uncovered, but now that she was calming down, she could recollect it perfectly.

An elongated bulge in his briefs, resting innocently on his upper thigh.

Elongated.

She hadn't really seen anything. Not in the flesh at least.

But in the morning when she checked on him, after he'd shucked the comforter off in his sleep, she was greeted with the same visual she knew she should be politely ignoring: Mulder's impressive, albeit flaccid, penis.

She stood next to him in the silence of her bedroom and looked down at it - a one woman gallery to an amazing show. Was he a shower or a grower?

Despite the fact that question was running through her mind, many were presently answered. He was big, showing or growing be damned, and he wasn't a Jewish stereotype.

III - A Brush (S4)

"Well, you could lock the door to the office," Mulder offered, accidentally brushing against Scully's back before leaning away from her.

"Folks know I never lock the door," Sheriff Taylor responded in an uncompromising tone. Adding, "They'd start rumors," as an afterthought.

She'd been reaching for the gloves, preparing to slide them over her hands, when he shut the bathroom door. As he did this, Mulder took a few shuffling steps closer to her so he could make himself fit in the tiny room. It probably was no larger than her wingspan, but half of the area was taken by either the sink or the toilet, making it so they had no room to shuffle. She could feel his knees and chest against her, so she could tell he was trying to lean his hips back to avoid pressing against her.

However, as she snapped the latex gloves on, he tried to readjust his footing and something ended up brushing against her ass. A significant something.

Her eyes froze on the blue lip of the faux-autopsy-table lunch tray laying in front of her as her brain quickly caught up to what her body instinctively recognized. Scully turned her head, too surprised at what she was feeling to acknowledge how close his face was.

Mulder was obviously aware of what caused her look and he smoothly deadpanned, "Oh, that was my penlight," acting as if their bodies touching so intimately was just a run of the mill occurrence.

"Oh," she murmured, turning back to the tray. "I thought a longstanding curiosity had just been satisfied," she replied, with feigned despondency before intaking a breath and widening her eyes.

"What an awfully big and warm penlight you have," was the response she wished she could have said.

Mulder moaned in appreciation low next to her ear and it sent shivers down her spine. The feeling of him pressed against her on top of his warm breath tickling her ear began to feel overwhelming, so she pulled back the sheet to kill the mood instantly.

IV - A Tease (S6)

A four hour stakeout? No problem. Six? Manageable. Ten? They were going insane.

It was one thing when they were on the X-Files. A stakeout then usually didn't last too long. But now under Kersh's orders, they were stuck with grunt work that was redundant and usually fruitless.

During the first time they'd endured this, Mulder had come up with some hairbrained twist on a children's game so they could pass the time. After a few rounds, it became perfectly clear that the game was just them asking questions back and forth, and they decided to just do that unabashedly. "You're my friend, Scully. I just want to know more about you. Why hide behind a game?" he smirked, bumping her leg with his.

After he'd said it, she was reminded of a night only a couple of years ago where Eddie Van Bluhndt had given her a similar sentiment. Mulder had just gone on and on about a potential X-File for hours before that, so she had no doubts that this was her Mulder in the flesh, but that made it a little more intimidating than it was back then. She knew he'd always harbored some anger towards what had happened with Eddie, not at her but at himself, and she had an inkling that this was an attempt at him doing what she'd inadvertently demonstrated she wanted.

It was initially awkward for them both, but at the end of the day - they truly did just want to learn more about each other.

However, this was now their third stakeout and they'd exhausted awkward high school stories and menial facts about themselves. She supposed it was that, plus the hours of boredom under their belts that led him down this line of questioning.

"What's your bra size?" he asked, shifting in the driver's seat while trying to find a good position.

His last question had been "When did you get your first fish?" so the abrupt topic change made her start in her seat.

Scully turned to him, and didn't see any traces of humor on his face. It was like he'd just asked what her shoe size was. "My bra size?" she repeated.

There it was. A little smile on his lips as the sides of his eyes crinkled with mirth. He turned to her, his smile widening when he didn't see any angry indignation on her face, and he replied, "Yeah."

If he was going to blame their exhaustion for his boldness, so could she. "Guess."

Without even looking he replied, "34B."

Her mouth dropped as she turned to him. "Cheater!"

He laughed and held up his hands. "How?" he asked in shocked amusement.

"How did you know, you didn't even look?" She knew it was stupid as soon as the statement left her mouth. Him not looking now was his way of subtly telling her he'd looked enough in the past to have it committed to memory.

He lowered his head ever so slightly closer to her and murmured, "I thought that would have been improper of me." Her eyes fluttered to the stubble coming through across his jaw and she was brought back by the shrug of his shoulders. "But, if you insist," he declared dramatically before letting his gaze fall to her chest.

She elbowed him playfully and chuckled as he mockingly rubbed his arm. "Ow, ow, okay. Your turn."

Feeling emboldened by his question, she decided she wanted to satisfy a curiosity of her own once and for all. "How big are you?"

"Six foot even," he replied innocently. He knew damn well what she meant and his cocky grin told her that he just wanted to hear her say it.

"No. How big is your…" she stumbled over word choice. Cock was vulgar, dick sounded childish, penis sounded clinical - what effect did she want to go for? "...cock," she settled on defiantly. The last word was slightly softer than the rest and she felt the friction of every consonant in the back of her throat as her mouth opened around the vowel. She'd never realized how, if said right, the word was like an oral invitation for the namesake.

His nostrils flared in response to her bold choice and a devilish gleam twinkled in his eye. She knew what he was going to do as soon as the smile erupted across his face. "Guess."

She swallowed thickly and turned her attention to the streetlamps littering the street, wanting to appear as indifferent as he had. "Well, from the glimpses I've seen over the years-" she started with a lilt.

"Glimpses?" he asked in surprise.

She turned to him with a coquettish smile and explained, "Mulder, I'm your doctor, and you're reckless. I've seen it all."

It was too dark to see fully, but if she could trust her eyes, he was blushing. "What's your verdict, Doc?"

"Six inches," she stated firmly.

He nodded amusedly and she was just about ready to gloat when he murmured, "Half right."

"Half right?" she replied quizzically.

He turned to her and smoothly told her, "You're assuming I'm a shower."

Bigger than six inches.

"Okay, okay," she mused. "Five inches flaccid, seven inches erect."

"Good guess," he smirked.

"But you said-"

He shifted in his seat and her attention was inadvertently drawn to the ever present mound in his lap. "Six inches flaccid, eight and a half erect," he replied.

She sat there stunned for a moment and was flustered when he waved his hand in front of her face and sang, "Earth to Scully."

"I don't believe you," she laughed breathlessly.

"Even about this?" he chuckled.

"Mulder, the average is five inches. Anything above eight is so rare," she explained, trying not to think about what he could do to her with that thing.

"Wanna see it?" he teased, undoing his belt.

Mulder was just joking. She knew that. But her gaze fell into his lap anyway, eagerly committing the image of his fingers deftly undoing his belt to memory. She couldn't find her voice to stop him, so she just sat there watching him.

When the anticipated words of 'Mulder' or 'stop' didn't happen, his hands faltered and he paused, watching her until she met his gaze while he held part of his undone belt in both hands. His eyes were curious, but there was a tint of something else. Something she only saw when she dreamed of him. "Scully?" his voice came out as a whisper.

A loud banging sound reverberated through the empty streets as a woman started screaming at the top of her lungs. "Shit," Scully swore, hopping out of the car as she ran towards the suspect fleeing the scene.

V - A Curiosity Satisfied (S7)

After coming to Los Angeles spur of the moment, following an unseen fear monster around for the entire night, watching multiple people die, and having to deal with infuriating pests following their every move with cameras - they were exhausted.

She'd been asleep in the car the entire time it took him to drive back to their shitty motel, and when he woke her up, it was only so she could reassure him they did everything they could and all but collapse face first into her mattress. The only thing she could physically muster up the energy to do was take off her shoes and coat.

However, her sleep was interrupted by Mulder's staggered breathing from the other room, more audible to her because their adjoining rooms were still open. It was common for Mulder to have nightmares, but there had been a definite spike because of the stress from the last few weeks.

It had become a bit of an unspoken pact as of late between them that if one of them was having a nightmare, the other would just sleep next to them. It was simple and innocent, just carnal comfort of having another person near.

Scully sniffed lightly as she pulled herself off the mattress, trying to shake her exhaustion away for long enough to get to him. She grabbed the warm pillow she'd been resting on and hugged it against her chest as she shuffled across the floor to the adjoining doorway.

Along with the staggered breathing, she could hear him grunting lightly. Her eyes were barely open, but her lip tugged downward in empathy. He'd just worked so hard and he can't even find solace in his dreams.

She made it to the doorway when her eyes registered more flesh than what she'd anticipated. Blinking the sight in front of her into view, she had to bite down on her lip to suppress a gasp.

Mulder was lying on his back, his boxers shoved around his knees, and he was pumping a massive erection with a vigorous fist.

Two. Two fists.

The sight alone was like a shot of adrenaline to her system and she felt a coiling in her gut. When he wasn't fucking his hands, he was using one to rub his precum over his head while the other fondled his balls. Mulder's face was contorted in pleasure, sweaty and flush, as his hips lifted off the bed.

Her feet felt like lead on the floor and she didn't know what to do. Go to him? Run away? Watch?

Mulder's breath continued to hitch as he continued his thrusts, but he was becoming erratic and she realized she was stumbling in at the tail end of it. She wasn't sure how long she'd just been asleep for, but Mulder had worked himself into a frenzy and he wasn't going to be able to hold it in for much longer.

She knew she should leave, but she didn't want to. She wanted to see Mulder in his most primal form. His eyes opened for a moment and she felt excitement run though her body like a shiver. Not fear. Not worry. She was excited at the idea of him knowing she was watching him.

But when his eyes opened, it was just to rip off the shirt he's been wearing and throw it to the floor, rolling over to grab a box of kleenex and setting it next to him on the bed before continuing.

His eyes fluttered shut as he resumed his frantic pace, his arms working so hard she could see the muscles in his biceps flexing. He looked so long and lean like this, wearing nothing but tangled boxers and arousal.

Mulder's mouth dropped open and she knew he was coming undone. His back arched off the bed as he ground himself into his hands, spurting thick lines of come all over his abdomen. Her groin felt heavy and swollen from her own arousal and the sight made her want to go over to him and beg him to finish her off. She was hugging the pillow she'd brought so tightly to her chest that she could feel her own heartbeat through it.

Mulder's breathing slowly started to return to normal as he grabbed some tissues and started cleaning himself up. It took a few wipes, but once he was done, he lifted his hips and gently eased his boxers over his hips.

Not wanting to be caught, as quietly as she could, she tiptoed back into her room and into her own bed. Now it was her turn for her breathing to turn erratic. Scully could hear Mulder's sheets shifting around, presumably from him trying to get comfortable.

Deciding that it was unlikely he'd get up and mimic what she just did, she let her hand slide down her abdomen and under the elastic of her underwear as she thought about the best eight and a half inches she'd ever seen.

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Other finished “Countdown” parts

10 times Mulder and Scully were as intimate as a couple

6 times Mulder saw Scully in her underwear

4 times they got a little too close

#x files #my fanfiction #gaycrouton #mulder #scully #msr #smutish #x files fanfic

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Jewel Of The North Part 3

Aaah, we’re getting closer. Also this is fantasy, let’s pretend pallas cats are thunder cats and that they can be tamed. Also Scottish wild cats are a thing too. They can be thunder cats too. 

Again major thanks to @monstersandmaw​ for sharing ice orcs with me. 

Jewel of the North 

Part 3

You found yourself getting up at 4:30 and quickly got a shower and got ready as the sun was coming up and by 5 am, you were itching to leave and decided to just go and practically speed walked to Noah’s house in the misty dawn, only to find Sakura and Noah sitting on the front porch, wrapped in blankets as Noah looked particularly tired as he downed his coffee as two snow dogs laid on the porch, trying to get some sleep before they heard your approach and sat up and stared at you before they got up and slowly wagged their tails but didn’t make a sound. 

“Paradise!” Sakura squealed when she saw you as she instantly got up and ran to you as you laughed at the name as you caught her and picked her up and kissed her cheek as the dogs came running over to you too. 

“Well good morning to you too Munchkin!” You greeted happily before you carried her back to the house and cooed to the dogs who seemed happy and excited to see you too and sniffed at you eagerly and barked and ‘greeted’ you too in their own way. 

“What are you doing up so early?” You asked her. 

“I didn’t want to miss you coming!” She insisted. 

“Aw,” you cooed. “How long have you been up?” You asked her. 

“Since 4:30- she woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed.” Noah answered as he slowly got up out of his deck chair and grabbed his daughter’s blanket she left behind in her chair before he put it over her and you. 

“Oh that’s better, it’s chilly this morning.” You insisted as you curled into the warmth of the blanket as you followed him into the house, grateful he held the door open for you. Thankfully he had already made breakfast which you happily started eating with them as the dogs instantly put their heads in your lap, wanting pets, acting like they never got pets or any kind of attention ever. Typical. 

“So are you going to teach me how to be an heiress today?” Sakura asked eagerly and Noah nearly choked on his coffee. 

“Probably not because I wanted to talk to your dad about that first .” You put to her before you turned to Noah. 

“First I wanted to reassure you that whatever she tells me or whatever you tell me, I will keep in strict confidence and won’t be repeated to anyone unless I have your express and freely given consent to do so. Because honestly- the only people I would ever want to be telling anything to would be professionals, mostly very experienced lawyers and I will not do so unless I had your express permission to do it and I will not discuss anything of a private or sensitive nature unless it was in your presence as well. Second, I understand how I’m the outsider and honestly and realistically- you don’t know me from anyone and I completely understand if you’re uncomfortable with this and I’m not offended if you don’t want to involve me in anything sensitive, private or especially financial. If all you are comfortable with me doing is being here and watching her and being a babysitter, that’s fine with me, if you just want me to be a friend, I’ll just be a friend, if you want me to be an advisor, I’ll be an advisor. But only if you want me to be. You need to have your own boundaries for me and I’ll do my best to respect any and all boundaries given as long as those boundaries are clearly and expressly stated so there’s no confusion and no gray areas. I can not read your mind so if I cross a line, or if I have already crossed a line, please tell me as quickly as possible.” You insisted. 

“Oh, no you haven’t crossed any lines at all, you’re good.” Noah readily assured you. 

“Ok, good, I want us to stay on good terms and clear communication is the best way to achieve that.” You offered which earned a nod of agreement from Noah. 

“So moving forward- if you do end up wanting my advice, I can be as specific or as generic as you want me to be. But I will not give unwanted advice and I will not involve myself without your permission and I would want to make sure that my involvement is welcome by especially Neena’s parents and perhaps your own since it’s obvious they all still play an active role in her life because moving forward, if you’re going to continue to rely on them for support, it’s best to have everyone on the same page and even though you are her sole parent and guardian and the responsibility for her rests solely on your shoulders- I know I appreciated having more than my own eyes and mind on a problem- the whole- two heads are better than one principle, but at the same time we don’t want to involve anyone who doesn’t need to be involved because of the other principal of having too many cooks in the kitchen as we need to find a balance between the two.” You suggested. 

“I completely agree.” Noah nodded again in agreement with a fond smile. 

“Well, speaking from experience, I have had unwanted advice crammed down my throat more times than I can count and I hated it and I’m not going to do that to you guys. And if you do want my advice, please know that I will be honest and transparent about it and the only thing I want to gain from any of it- is the assurance and reassurance that you and Sakura are going to be ok and taken care of and if I can pass on the lessons I learned so that you don’t have to go through what I went through to learn them- I’ll be content.” You explained as Noah’s eyebrows knitted closer together for a moment at your choice of words. 

“Do you mind if I ask how you became an heiress?” Noah asked carefully. 

“I don’t mind at all, so what happened was I befriended about a dozen older couples when I went to massage school a decade ago and at the time they were all retirement age and they never had any kids, or the ones who did, their kids had passed before they did and they didn’t have any other natural heirs, no kids or grandkids or anything like that and they all practically adopted me because I took care of them the way I would take care of my own grandparents and I just tend to adopt grandparents in general and kids obviously.” You gestured to Sakura who was sitting next to you at the kitchen table. 

“Anyway, about two to three years before Andy died, most of them lost their partners and, again, none of them had kids to take care of them so I felt it was my responsibility as their friend to care for them because if I didn’t, no one else would and none of them were bad enough that they needed to go into a nursing home and I did all I could to keep them as independent as possible which is what they needed and what was best for them in those circumstances. So when Andy did die, the remaining ones were there for me to help me cope with his loss and how to protect myself and how to protect my kids and how to use what Andy left me in life insurance policies best and I took their advice and used it and benefited and then when they passed a few months later, and they all passed within the span of a week which was unreal - so it was just all one big funeral for me and I found out that all of them individually- left everything to me and none of them used the same lawyers or anything so there was no way for me or any of them to know that the others were doing the same thing since going into that ordeal I had only known that one of them were going to leave me anything and what they were leaving me was very modest in all respects. But within the span of another week after that in settling their final affiars which is when I found out I became inheriter to 15 different estates , it was really weird and I was investigated because the sheer coincidence of it seemed odd to everyone, most of all- me, and because there wasn’t any other parties coming forward trying to claim anything and because the only role I had in their passing was that I helped relieve pain and suffering and didn’t actually murder anyone, I got to keep it all and for a whole week after the deaths, I literally just kept going from each house and just cleaning out the fridges and freezers because I had already taken all their pets home with me, so now I have a freaking menagerie at home because I love and adore all of the pets and didn’t have the heart to take them to a shelter because most of them were old anyways and they should live out the rest of their lives in comfort and peace like their owners, and it’s obvious that your precious babies have picked up on that.” You explained as you turned your adoring attentions back to his dogs who were soaking up your attentions happily.  

“So what about the wolves and vultures?” Sakura asked. 

“Oh boy, well, that’s figurative, I’ve had to deal with figurative wolves and vultures in that people have tried to take advantage of me and think that because I was a woman who didn’t have any experience with managing estates and money and property that they could come in and take it from me the way a vulture will try to take a carcass from another or how they’ll prey on an injured animal and wait for it to die or how wolves will surround their target and overpower it, the same thing happened to me and it’s awful.” You answered. 

“How?” Sakura asked curiously. 

“Well, while the rest of my adopted grandparents were dying and I was inheriting all those estates, the company Andy had worked for- sued the manufacturer of the crystal grower that malfunctioned and killed him at work and because I was- and I quote- “the prettiest of the widows” his company paid me a ridiculous sum of money and other benefits to be the public face of the lawsuit even though there were five widows and widowers involved but it was my face that was crying in a courtroom that sold the story in the news and got the jury to sympathize and his company used my sob story, leaving out the fact that I was also an heiress for all these other estates- for their benefit and won the case in court- but because of my adopted grandparents who had amazing lawyers, who then became my lawyers, they made sure I got the lion’s share of the settlement because it was my face and my life that was put in the public eye for a hot minute and because of my own exposure, suddenly I had dozens of organizations and charities contact me too but because the settlement was so big, my biggest priority was making sure the other widows and widowers got a fair share and that they and their families were also taken care of because they didn’t have good lawyers like I did. So I used what little power and control I had in that situation to benefit them too because corportate greed is second to none.” You revealed. 

“Oh good grief.” Noah huffed. 

“Yeah, it wasn’t fun. The absolute worst part about it were just the figurative vultures and wolves. All these men came out of the woodwork after the court win because it was in the news- all of them thinking I was this ‘poor, inexperienced, stupid widow’ who practically won the lottery because the settlement was the same size as a small lottery and thought that I had gotten all of the settlement which wasn’t true or thought that I didn’t have any sense or propriety and thought that because I was young and inexperienced, they could take advantage of me which backfired on them spectacularly. Especially since I have clients on the local police force, fire department and other first responders who had been friends of mine before all this went down and who saw me through all of it and the moment any guy crossed that line of getting too close to me or especially my kids, who before any of this happened, I was already an overprotective Mama Bear anyway and through this whole ordeal, I just grew bigger claws and fangs and one hell of a bite and swing,” You gestured, making your hand clawed and swiping at the air which got Noah to grin appreciatively. 

“Anyway so if they got too close, they got the boot and a restraining order, I currently have over two dozen restraining orders against creepy vulture slash wolf tipes and I have gotten really good at spotting them from a mile away. I was already good at reading people and getting a sense of them because I’m an empath, it’s what I naturally do best, but now it’s basically a super power.” You chuckled before you continued to eat your breakfast. 

“And despite all that, you’re still... just a normal, down to earth mom.” Noah praised which made your smile bloom even brighter. 

“I try really hard not to let my past experiences change who I am too much because at the end of the day, what you just said is all I want to be. I used to be an easily trusting, very carefree, easy going and down to earth kind of person and I always reserved my judgement of people until I saw by their words and most importantly their actions- what kind of person they were and reacted accordingly I’ve always done my best to be a kind, generous and hospitable and caring person and I don’t want what has happened to me to change those parts of me that I like the most and that I’ve worked hard to cultivate despite how vicious and cold the rest of the world can be and just because I have suffered, doesn’t mean I should add to anyone else’s suffering and I don’t want greed or the love of money to corrupt me, I want to use it as the tool it is to build up instead of a precious finite resource that should be hoarded whenever encountered. A good person is a good person no matter how much money they have, and there’s a saying in the south about ‘acting too big for your britches’ that my parents and my inlaws are really good at calling me out on and at the time, I didn’t like it but after I thought about it, I realized they were right and I’m still humble enough to accept their council and we all need someone in our lives to bring us to our senses and remind us to keep it real.” You revealed as Noah smiled and nodded his approval to those sentiments. 

“Which is why I, for better or worse tried dating again, and why the few dates have been really casual. Two of them had no idea about my past with the inheritances or the court case or anything like that. All they knew about me was that I was a widow, a single mom of two, that I own my own massage business that I run out of my house and that’s it and that’s all they needed to know about me. I had two dates at a trampoline park that I take my kids to a lot and we met, sat in side by side massage chairs and chatted while our kids played. That’s literally all that happened and in talking to them, while they were nice and friendly, I just didn’t connect with them. And because of my past, my walls are already pretty high and thick and most guys just assume it’s because my late husband was abusive, which- he wasn’t, but they just assume I’m more trouble than I’m worth and leave me alone in peace which is all I can ask for from them.” You explained. 

“Although. There was a third guy that I’m pretty sure he found out about my financial past mid date because we were out to dinner, everything was going ok, the kids are getting along and him and I are having the ‘expectations’ talk about what we’re looking for a in a partner, what we’re not looking for, what our turn offs are and the more I talk I can see it in his eyes that he’s losing interest because he walked into the date thinking he can just move right on in, instant perfect family, his partner would have “a little hobby side business”,” You waived off dismissively, scrunching your nose as your tone grew sarcastically condescending which got Sakura to giggle and Noah to chuckle. “Which I get a lot, people who undervalue or underestimate it and it’s not my job to prove its validity, I let the work speak for itself, anyway- so he thought all he would have to do is go to work and provide and to hear that- that’s not exactly how things were going to work with me- he’s clearly not interested anymore and he withdraws which is fine because the more he talked, the more I didn’t like him either because if he can’t respect me and my profession, I don’t have to respect him in turn but I have manners so I stay pleasant, especially since kids are present and there’s never a reason to be rude or mean to a child. So he gets up to go to the bathroom, and he’s gone for like 30 minutes, like long enough that I start to worry he just dropped his kids off on me and ran and I’m talking to the kids trying to figure out if I need to be calling their mother to come pick them up or cramming them all into my car or what and then he comes back and it’s instantly a whole new version of him that I’m having dinner with- he comes swaggering back to the table with a bottle of the most expensive wine the Olive Gardens had and the difference in attitude, opinions and outlooks were night and day- like he had schizophrenia and I just had dinner with a different version of him and he’s all smiles and charm and talking about how all the ways he can support me in “my calling” and how ‘all he’s wanted is to be a stay at home dad and how “honorable” staying home and taking care of kids really is and taking extra care in raising and educating kids and taking care of animals is his life’s ambition’ when half an hour ago- he admitted that he never even once changed a poopy diaper and all domestic activities were what he got married for so he didn’t have to do them and that he never let his kids have indoor pets because they shed and make a mess and are more trouble than they're worth and at this point all of his kids are looking at him like he’s grown a second and third head and I put two and two together pretty quick that he got wind of my financials and he absolutely insisted he pay for everyone’s dinner when before we had agreed that we’d be paying separately and for the next week he was calling me at least three times a day trying to get another date which I always ignored his calls so he left the most ridiculous voicemails ‘how our kids really “clicked”,’ and ‘how beautiful I was’ and ‘what an amazing and accomplished woman I was’ and how he ‘needed me in his life’ and how ‘we need to hang out and go do stuff’ and even offered to take me and my family to Cedar Points for a whole weekend getaway and get a suite and so with some courage, I finally called him back and I just had to be very honest with him and tell him under no uncertain terms that none of those things were going to happen and to lose my number because I was not interested and I called him out on his behavior and point blank demanded why he had such a sudden change of heart and demanded to know why he was calling me so much and he tried to play it off but when I didn’t buy it and tried to tell him to go take a hike- he pushed back saying I owed him money for him buying me and my ‘ungrateful brats’ dinner that’s when I involved my friends with law enforcement because he got real nasty real quick and after that I took a break and that was a month and a half ago and I’ve just been doing my best to be patient and wait for the right guy with the right circumstances and the right personality and the right morals and values to come along and just...give me kindness, and sympathy, empathy and understanding and just..love me for me for me, with all my flaws and shortcomings without thinking that my bank account makes up for any of them or who won’t look at my bank account and think he’s expected to match it. Honestly I’m more scared that the right guy will take one look at my bank account and get scared off or think he’s not good enough because he’s humble or he came from a humble background like I did or think that all rich people are bad selfish people because that’s not true.” You confessed and realized that Noah wasn’t really talking but he was giving you the most interesting look. Like he was thinking very deeply about what you were saying before his phone started to ring. 

“Oh, sorry, you should get going to work, sorry if I kept you.” You apologized but he waived you off as he listened to who was on the other end of the phone and got up from the table. 

“Yeah, I’ll see you in a bit.” He bid them before he stopped and kissed Sakura goodbye before he, out of habit- kissed the crown of your head as he passed you before he had to pause after the fact and stood up straight as a board as Sakura giggled gleefully as your cheeks were bright kashmir sapphire blue along with your ears as you couldn’t help but giggle yourself because that was the most precious thing he could have done in that moment. 

“Uhh, sorry?” He apologized as his own cheeks were a deep midnight along with the tips of his ears. 

“Don’t apologize, it’s ok, I take it you used to do that a lot with Neena, old habits die hard, I don’t mind one bit, if anything I’m very flattered and honored, you’re good, we’re good.” You reassured him with a bright happy smile. 

“Thanks,” Noah ducked his head sheepishly before he continued on his way and ran his hand down his face. 

“Fuck.” He breathed once he got in his truck and started it and drove away. 

“Actually Zara, I wasn’t thinking of Neena at all when I kissed you, I just did it because it felt like the most normal, natural thing to do with you looking like an absolute vision sitting at my table at 5 in the morning eating pancakes with my daughter and I- and the way you are with her is all I could have ever wanted and dreamed of and I’ve also been praying to the gods for patience while I wait for the right woman with the right heart condition and the right values and morals to come along and love her and me and you’re exactly what I’ve been praying for and I’m scared shitless because you are so much more than I could have ever dreamed of and you just radiate warmth and love and Sakura already loves you and I’m hopelessly head over heels, over the moon- crazy about you and I haven’t been sleeping well because every time I close my eyes, I see your face and because of that,  I’m just constantly horny with you on my mind and I haven’t had sex with a woman since Neena and burying myself to the hilt in you is now my number 1 fantasy since I met you two days ago and I just want to kiss you every time I see you because I’m attracted to you and I can’t do that because you don’t know me even though it feels like I’ve known you for forever and this is crazy and I don’t know how this is going to work at all and I’m ready to just up and sell everything I own and follow you home like a lost puppy but I don’t know if you’ll let me and I’m stuck and the more you talk, the more I find out about you, the more I find to like and love about you and I’m in way over my head and I’m praying to the gods, every day to reveal to me the best path to take with you but I don’t know where to start.” Noah ranted to himself as he drove down to the airfield. 

Meanwhile back at Noah’s house. 

“Did your dad used to kiss your mama a lot before he left for work?” You asked Sakura. 

“Yup, and every time he left for work, she would pray to all the gods for fair winds and for him to have safe flights and return home to us.” She informed you proudly. 

“Could we do that? I feel like we should do the same, it’s a tradition we need to keep going.” You proposed as she eagerly got up and took your hand and brought you to the wall in the living room where a few stone symbols- symbolizing the gods they worshiped- hung on the wall-- you also had the same at your own house, a couple of them you recognized but you didn’t know the others. Then she got her prayer rug out from under the couch and got her mom’s old one and got it out and put in down for you to kneel on too which you did, copying her movements. 

“We always prayed in Intuck though.” She sighed. 

“Well, I don’t know any Intuck- but if you say the words first, I will do my best to repeat them, could you help me learn? Because the best way to learn something is to teach someone else and I know Intuck is a big part of your heritage and we should honor that and use it as much as we can.” You asked her as she nodded eagerly before she carefully and slowly and deliberately said the words as you did your best to repeat them exactly or as closely as you could and kept looking at her to make sure you were saying these words right. 

“You did really good! Not one mistake!” She cheered. 

“Thank you, I tried really hard. So what did we just pray for? Can you tell me in Anglo?” You asked her hopefully. 

“Yup, we prayed for Daddy to have good flights in good weather, we prayed for generous customers, we prayed for his plane to fly well and we prayed for him to come home safe.” She told you even though she purposefully left off the last thing. The last thing she had you pray for was for her daddy to come home with more love than he left with and for him to come home to find more love than he left knowing was there, it was an extra prayer her mom prayed for when her mama and her dad had disagreements that they needed to reconcile over but Sakura knew when she hugged you the first time that your hugs and her mom’s hugs were the same. She could feel how much you loved her already just from that one hug was enough to convince her that you were her mom and that her wait for one was over and with you already showing respect to her mama and her mama’s memory and her mother’s native language and culture told her that you were a respectful person who wouldn’t try to change her and her culture, that you would be embracing it with her and she knew that the gods sent you all the way from the Great Lakes, just to be with her. She didn’t know if she would be moving in with you or if you and your family would be moving in with her, but she was going to love having siblings. She felt like looking at you was the same as looking at a new story book, one she didn’t know the story in it yet, but could tell from the pictures that it would be her new favorite and that it would be a happy story and one with the best ending where everyone lived happily ever after. 

“Will I offend you or the gods if I continued to pray my own prayers but in Anglo?” You asked respectfully.

“Nope, the gods listen to all those who genuinely and honestly pray to them, no matter their language.” She insisted. 

“I was taught the same. Ok, do you mind if I pray out loud or should I keep my prayers to myself?” You asked her as she got back on her little prayer mat before you sat down cross legged on yours since your lower legs were killing you sitting on them and you always prayed sitting down cross legged.

“Please pray out loud, I want to hear how you pray.” She answered excitedly. 

“Come here Honey,” You invited her before she happily got into your lap and sat in it and settled against you as you wrapped your arms around her and placed your palms together but upturned.

“Why do you have your hands turned up?” She asked. 

“So that the gods can take all my troubles and anxieties, all my hurt, all my sorrow and pain and give me instead- happiness, peace, serenity, calm and answers to the problems or they can provide the answers themselves and if I’m lost, they can take my hands and lead me to where I need to go and place me where I need to be. So that I can enjoy the day and every moment in the day without my joy and happiness stolen by worry and anxiety or anger. To love and appreciate the people around me and that friends and family who will love me and care for me as much as I love and care for them.” You answered before she did the same, her little hands upturned between your own as you watched as she closed her eyes with a serene smile on her face which brought a bright, appreciative smile to your own before you closed your eyes and took a cleansing breath and addressed not just your own gods but the ones who you had just been introduced to as well. 

“Please oh gods of the heavens above, in the earth with me and in the depths of the sea-, hear my prayer. Please help me to help Sakura and her father Noatak with their troubles, no matter the kind. Help me guide them to the best and most successful path. Help me keep in mind what is best for both Sakura and Noatak and help all my words to be used with grace, kindness, gentleness, wisdom and respect. Please let there be no mistaking my words and intentions. Help me ease their pain and discomfort so that they can embrace the present and enjoy their future while not abandoning the past, but to honor it and those in it. Please grant Sakura, Noatak and my family and myself peace and serenity to accept the things we can not change and should not change, but courage to change the things we can and that need to be changed and to face what we need to face with bravery, perseverance and patience and the wisdom to distinguish between what we can not change and what we can. But to walk with our eyes towards all of you, please direct my steps so that I continue to walk the path you’ve set before me and help me guide others on their paths so that we all can have happiness, peace, meaning, purpose and fulfillment and if at all possible, success. Amen.” You prayed. 

“Amen.” Sakura mirrored emphatically as you noticed the dogs were laying down around you as you curled your hands around hers and squeezed them as she squeezed back and smiled adoringly up at you. 

“That was a really good prayer. I liked it.” Sakura praised. 

“Thank you.” You grinned. 

“So, your Daddy told me that you guys have horses,” you began. 

“We do! We should go feed them breakfast, Daddy forgot to do that before he left!” Sakura realized before you got up and got your jacket on and got Sakura bundled up before she led you to the back where a barn was and horses were sleeping in their stalls but awoke once you opened the barn door as the dogs came trotting into the barn with you before Sakura walked you through what Noah usually did when he cared for them as you happily followed her instructions and even took extra care to brush them, clean out their feet and check them over the way you did with your own horses before you walked them out to the pasture so you could muck out their stalls and tidy things up a bit before your phone rang. 

“Well hello, I take it you’re up in the air.” You mused since you could hear the plane running in the background. 

“Yeah, I was just calling to check in.” Noah said, feeling like an idiot, you were a mom, he knew he could trust you to take care of his child but he was more anxious to know how you were faring, if Sakura was behaving for you and he was desperate for reassurance that everything was ok because he couldn’t ignore the urge to call. 

“We’re doing great. Here, it’s your Daddy,” you offered the phone to Sakura as you continued to muck out the stalls. 

“Daddy! Paradise and I prayed for you in Intuck just like Mama and I used to and the way Nana and I still do and Paradise did so good! She got all the words right and she’s having me teach her Intuck because she says the best way for me to learn and remember it is to teach someone else and it’s true! Then she showed me how she prayed and I got to sit in her lap and pray with her and it was just as nice and now we’re taking care of the horses because you forgot to before you left and she says she has horses too and she’s mucking out their stalls and even cleaned out their feet and brushed them even though it was kind of hard because all they wanted to do was hug her the way they used to hug mom and the dogs are being really good too.” Sakura babbled excitedly as she sat on a bale of hay and talked with her Dad on your phone. 

Meanwhile Noah was scrunching his face because he knew he had forgotten something this morning. 

“Well tell her I said thank you very much for helping me with the horses, I really appreciate it.” He urged her. 

“My Daddy says ‘thank you for helping him and he appreciates it’,” Sakura repeated. 

“Tell him it’s no problem at all, I’m happy to do it but tell him that the blue roan will need a trim soon.” You answered. 

“She said Kabluey needs a trim.” Sakura repeated as you busted out laughing. 

“What’s so funny?” Sakura asked. 

“Kabluey is the name of a variety of blueberries. I grow kablueys at home. I think Kabluey is an amazing name for a blue roan.” You explained.  

“Well hopefully I’ll be able to do it when I get home.” Noah answered. 

“He said he’ll do it when he gets home.” Sakura said. 

“I didn’t realize your Daddy was also a ferrier.” You appraised appreciatively as you imagined what Noah would look like on your farm in a tight pair of jeans bent over trimming your own horses feet, preferably with his shirt off and maybe a shimmering sheen of sweat on him that you could help him shower off. 

Focus Zara. Horse stall. 

“So can Paradise and I go riding later? Please?”  She asked hopefully. 

“If he trusts me to take you on a ride, then I’ll happily do so but if he’s not comfortable with that, then don’t beg him and try to push him when he’s not ready.” You insisted as Noah just smiled wide into the phone as any stress he was feeling melted away. 

“Sweetie, give the phone to Paradise.” He urged her. 

“Yes?” you answered. 

“You have my permission to do whatever you want to do. I trust you completely.” Noah insisted. 

“You sure?” You questioned. 

“Absolutely. You girls have fun today, do whatever you want to do.”  Noah urged you and you both heard and felt his genuineness and earnestness in that. 

“Ok.” You agreed. “Is there anything in particular you want us to do today? Laundry, dishes? Not burn the house down?” You asked and Noah barked an amused laugh. 

“Yeah, just that last one.” Noah.

“Dinner?” You asked hopefully.

“Only if you want to, this is your vacation after all.” Noah tried to dissuade you but his tone was incredibly weak because honestly food from you would be food from the gods at this point. 

“Oh I definitely want to.” You firmly resolved. Oh you were going to woo him with food damn it. 

“Well honestly there’s some grocery shopping I need to do, there should be a list on the fridge, if you go, keep your receipts and I’ll pay you back for whatever.” Noah revealed. 

“Is there a budget you want me to try to keep?” You asked thoughtfully. 

“Well that’s the thing, grocery shopping is really expensive up here, it’s gonna be about a hundred dollars.” He warned you. 

“Yeah that’s not going to be a problem.” You reassured him. Oh you were going to hook him up. 

“Any food allergies I should be aware of? Nuts? Dairy?” You asked. 

“Nope. Although if you can find a way to make vegetables slightly more appealing to Sakura I’ll be forever grateful.” Noah hinted. 

“Awesome, and between what times should we expect you home? Like between 6-7 or 7-8?” You asked.

“Honestly I don’t know at this point, right now it looks like I’ll be home by 5-5:30 but that could change several times between now and then, but I shouldn’t be home any later than 8.” He mused. 

“Ok, do you have any preferences or any foods that you’re not allergic to but you’d rather eat cardboard than eat it? Like mushrooms? Peppers? Broccoli?” You began to list off. 

“Ok, I’ll level with you, Sakura isn’t the only one who doesn’t like her vegetables, and I feel like the reason for that is because I’m not particularly good at making them.” He confessed which got  you to laugh. 

“I appreciate your honesty. None of us are perfect. Are we usually meat and potatoes kind of people?” You gently teased. 

“Yup.” Noah nodded. 

“Ok, I’ll see what I can do, keep me posted Babe.” You offered before you slapped your hand over your mouth as Sakura cackled with glee. Her prayers were working already! And the sound of Noah laughing told you that he was at least amused. 

“Habit?” He asked. 

“Yup.” You lied because that was easier than fessing up that you were falling helplessly, hopelessly head over heels for him. You were fucked. 

“It’s ok, we’re ok, you’re good.” Noah reassured you. 

“Thank you, see you at home later. Fly safe.” You urged him. 

“Will do, see you later, bye.” Noah bid you and felt twice as high as he was. You called him a pet name. He didn’t care if it was on accident, that was heavenly. Today was going to be a great day. 

Once you were done in the barn you had Sakura come back into the house so you could clean up from breakfast and get a look at that grocery list before there was a scratch at the window and you saw a massive thunder cat at the kitchen window before it meowed at you as it looked expectantly at you. 

“Is..this cat yours?” You asked before Sakura eagerly rushed to the back porch where a trio of cats were from having gotten out of the house when Noah and Sakura had initially been in the porch waiting for you this morning. One of them was clearly a thunder cat, the others, were two of the biggest tom cats you’ve ever seen in your life and all three eagerly came into the house and rubbed against Sakura before all three came over to check you out before the thunder cat outright climbed you like a tree. 

“Claws,” you whimpered as you braced against the counter before it happily got to your shoulder to look you over and sniff you before it started rubbing it’s face on your face. 

“Well hello to you too.” You greeted happily before it outright laid down over your shoulders. 

“Comfy there?” You gently teased as you scratched his ears as it started to purr very loudly in your ears before you continued to have Sakura go through the cupboards and showed you and told you what they had food wise as you made your own grocery list as you went through the freezer and fridge to see what he had and what he needed as recipes started popping like fireworks in your head of what you wanted to cook as you made notes of what dishes he had and what you wanted in each dish. You wanted to go all out. Not just the classics and tried and true but take a leap of faith on something else as you suddenly realized- your second trunk. YES. 

Whenever you traveled you packed one set in one thing and another set in something else. Just in case either the airline, the cruise ship or whatever lost a piece of luggage, you weren’t screwed. You had packed two sets of spices and other staple ingredients. And both cases made it. In fact, not a piece of luggage had gone missing. You were going to try to sneak it in with the clan’s gift of seeds. Now- you were going give it to Noah and you couldn’t imagine a more deserving recipient or a more appreciative one. Then you went though the rest of the house, hunting to see if he needed laundry supplies or other cleaning supplies and jot those down. 

Passing by Noah’s bedroom, you practically stopped in your tracks as your nose led you to turn your head as you sniffed in a deep lungful. His scent was so strong and so alluring there and it made your mouth water. You noticed some laundry and got a basket and gathered it before you picked up a pair of socks by the bed and upon picking up both socks- they squished in your hand and you did your best to stifle your laughter and one sniff confirmed your suspicion. It felt really “fresh”, maybe from last night or early this morning and really big loads in both socks. Your ego hoped that it was thanks to you. And even if it wasn’t, maybe tonight it might be. 

Normally such a thought would annoy you or even disgust you. But with Noah? Nope. Quite the opposite. Part of you wanted to turn him on and light his fire so to speak and the thought of running him dry was a brand new fantasy for you and felt more like a mission than anything. You weren’t ashamed to admit it. You wanted him. And in this moment, badly. 

You had your work cut out for you.

You did your best to tidy as you went through the house. Not that it was terribly dirty or unkempt. Just a little cluttered here and there, some dusting was in order though. You could tell that he was in the middle of his busy season, you knew that sometimes things got forgotten or not done perhaps as often as they should when you were at your busiest. You were going to help him catch up and you had all day to do it. 

You noticed he really only had the bare essentials as far as cleaning supplies and you wondered if that was because that was all he could afford. 

Honestly, it was because of his patience and good will that you were able to make as much money as you did the day you met him and at this point, it was extra money you had not anticipated making or having in your budget for this trip and you had the very strong urge to pamper and spoil Noah and Sakura with it. All you needed was Taylor and her van. Besides she seemed keen on the match herself and you were sure she would help you and you were making your to do lists and shopping lists by the time she got there at 9. 

“Good morning.” You greeted her cheerfully. 

“Good morning,” She greeted you back sleepily. 

“So, I need the biggest of favors.” You began and your eager eyes and mischievous smile had her mirroring your expression. 

“What do you need and why?” She asked as she sidled up next to you. 

“Ok so Noah needs a few things from the store and a little bit of housework here and there and he said I could make him dinner for when he gets home tonight.” You began. 

“And?” She prodded as her grin grew into a full blown smile. 

“Want to get a breath of fresh air?” You hinted as the kids were playing in the living room with the cats and the dogs before you and her stepped out of the sliding glass door in the back so you could keep an eye on the kids but keep some level privacy. 

“Ok, so uh, stop me if I sound completely insane, but I really like Noah and Sakura and I don’t know what it is about them but I’m drawn to both of them. Like holding Sakura is like holding my own daughter and it’s like I’ve known them my whole life and we’re just the best and oldest of friends and I have the overwhelming urge to just...take care of them.” You confessed and Taylor was practically vibrating with joy. This was a great start. Things could grow and flourish from here. She just needed to give you the right encouragement. 

“You are not crazy or insane for feeling that way, especially about Noah and Sakura. No one is more worthy or deserving of whatever help you can give them. And I know Noah will appreciate even the smallest or simplest of things you can give or even do for him.” Taylor nodded her agreement. 

“Well Noah did tell me that he trusted me completely and that I can do whatever I wanted with Sakura today. So, that being said. I need to go back to your house to get my second trunk. Because that first one had all the spices and seeds in it? I had two just in case one didn’t make it. And I wasn’t sure what to do with the second and coming here and seeing how bare Noah’s kitchen really is…” You began. 

“Oh definitely. Up here there’s a belief of The Gods’ Will. Sometimes we’re moved to do or say things that may not make a ton of sense to us in the moment. But end up fulfilling the prayers of others. I know Noah and Sakura have been praying for help for a year and a half. And last year Noah and Sakura were ok because Neena’s death was still fresh in everyone’s minds and everyone helped them out but this year- it’s like most of them forgot all about them and poor Noah is grappling with how to fulfill both roles by himself and he’s just plain overwhelmed and this year he’s picking up every job he can just trying to make ends meet and some of his customers that he used to really depend on are trying to cut corners by hiring newer pilots who are less experienced with smaller planes that are cheaper to run and so far the weather has been really good so the other pilots have been able to do his job better and instead of doing several jobs at once, these places can afford to send out five individual pilots with single loads to a single destination quicker, like truckers and these other pilots can afford to all share an apartment together because they’re all single guys with no dependants and can pool resources while Noah is all by himself and has not just his own mouth to feed but Sakura and his animals in addition to his own aging parents and Neena’s aging parents because Neena’s other siblings haven’t moved back to help out Neena’s parents too but he can’t afford to lower his prices to try to compete or else he would actually lose money instead of make it and some of his customers are becoming difficult to deal with and he’s left between a rock and a hard place and in the meantime Sakura needs to go to school this year and that’s a challenge in itself.” Taylor explained. 

“Has Noah tried to move on romantically since he lost Neena?” You asked thoughtfully. 

“No. Neena was practically a saint and most women around here feel they can’t measure up to her which isn’t fair to anyone. She wasn’t perfect but she was a really wonderful person. But I know he’s really lonely and he’s been praying for the right woman with the right heart condition who will recognize his situation and treat him and Sakura with love and kindness. And I’m thinking if you instantly feel like helping them upon meeting them even if you don’t know them very well and especially if you have the means and the drive to- that you’re most likely the answer to their prayers.” Taylor revealed. 

“And if I just to happen to uh, coincidentally, find Noah incredibly, irresistably attractive and want to woo him by making him a feast and getting his house in perfect running order? And maybe even run him dry or at least raw?” You asked with a wince but a bright bashful smile none the less. 

“Yyeeaass!” Taylor practically screamed in a bright cheer before she accidentally spilled some of her coffee. “Oh shit, can’t spill the coffee, it’s precious coffee.” Taylor murmured before she eagerly sipped more of it before she put it down and hugged you and practically jumped up and down on the porch with you. 

“Ok, tell me how I can help.” She beamed. 

You had her take you and Sakura back to her house where you grabbed not only your other crate but also a few other things and then once unloaded those things into Noah’s house and you took your lists and she drove you to the best big box club store in the area that would have everything you wanted even if it was a two hour drive away. You got two flatbed carts and Sakura, Jamie and Matt all sat one one that Taylor pushed around as Katie happily helped you with yours as you happily started to strategically loaded up what you wanted and needed, not caring in the least what it would cost because you had a budget of a few grand and it made you so happy and gave you so much satisfaction to be doing this for Noah and Sakura and with some sweet talking to the head butcher, he gave you one hell of a deal on a ton of meat as you also got some junk food for the kids to keep them happy and had lunch there at the place, having got two rotisserie chickens and by a miracle, you managed to squeeze it all back into the van as the kids were happily holding their new junk food in exchange to being a little cramped with other stuff packed in around them before they quickly fell asleep and took a nap on the way back as you spent the whole two hours back working out a schedule of what to do when so that right about 6- the house could be clean and a feast would be ready and once back at the house you put the plan into action and with Taylor keeping the kids busy with a movie, she helped you as much as she could as she also wrote down your recipes as you cooked them since you knew them by heart and showed her what you were doing as you did it so she could replicate it and right at 4:30, she took her kids home to make dinner for her own family since she was going to be using the same recipes you were since all the food you would be making was already in motion which left you to portion out the remainder of the meat. 

By 5 you got the call that Noah would be another hour away from coming home and you knew it was then to start cooking the steaks and start the risotto since risotto was a very labor intensive process which would take the remainder of your attention as you and Sakura danced in the kitchen to music on your little portable speaker as you taught her how you danced and you were so caught up in dancing and grooving in the kitchen- you didn’t hear Noah come in the door as his nose practically went nuts. He had never smelled food like this before and it smelled better than anything he had ever smelled before. It made his stomach growl loudly which finally alerted you and Sakura to his presence. 

“Daddy!” Sakura cheered as she ran over and leaped into his arms. 

“Hey Kiddo, how was your day?” He asked her as he picked her up and carried her over to the kitchen. 

“It was awesome! We had so much fun!” Sakura fawned. 

“Did you go riding?” He asked. 

“We didn’t have time, we went shopping and we did something called “being domestic” which was really just chores but she made it into a game, she bought these really cool cloths that pick up all kinds of dust and she had me dust everything I could reach with my stool so that I can help you keep our castle clean.” Sakura beamed as she showed him the dusting cloth. 

“Castle?” Noah repeated, with amusement. 

“Castle law- every man’s home is his castle.” You supplied as Noah ‘oh’ed’ in understanding. 

“And she agrees that our castle is very grand in it’s own way. It may not be as big as others but it’s ours and we need to take care of it so it can protect us.” Sakura beamed. 

“I agree.” Noah nodded. “So...how far over budget did we go?” Noah asked with a bit of a nervous laugh. 

“I didn’t go over my budget, don’t worry about it, just sit down and eat. That’s all I want from you right now.” You urged as you took out the steaks from the oven and Noah made a whimpering keen when he saw them. 

“Oh I’m in trouble, so much trouble.” Noah murmured in awe as he shook his head as he just watched in awed wonder as you seamed to pull a feast out of his kitchen, he didn’t think his kitchen was big enough for half of this. He was not worthy. 

“Trouble of what?” You asked curiously. 

‘Of falling in hopelessly in love with you’. Noah’s mind was begging his mouth to say. 

“I...I’m in over my head. I have no idea how I’m...gonna pay you back for any of this.” Noah admitted. 

“Hey, Noah, look at me.” You reached out and framed his face in your hands and you had the overwhelming urge to kiss him but you knew it would probably be inappropriate and he may not appreciate that, yet anyway. 

“Do not cheapen my gifts by trying to put a monetary value to them or feel that you have to repay anything. Everything I’ve done and given was given freely and and with immense pride and joy. Do we owe the gods for when they answer our prayers and bless us? Do you think they keep a tally? No. So don’t start a tally with me, I give to you because I know you’ll be appreciative and you’re more than deserving and worthy. Please do me the honor of accepting these gifts with grace and happiness, that’s all that I ask and all that I want.” You insisted before he just lifted his own hands to hold your own face before he kissed your forehead and hugged you which you happily returned as his words of muffled thanks were music to your ears and this big hug from his was all you could fantasize about as his affection was practically making you love drunk and so unbelievably happy as you once again had that overwhelming sensation that you were at home in his arms. A new home, this one filled with so much more love than your last and it wasn’t until the dogs tried to nose their way between you that you finally let go of each other. 

“Now let’s eat before it gets cold.” You urged before you handed him the largest plate as you quickly got Sakura her own plate. 

“So what do we have?” Noah asked eagerly. 

“Ok, so what we have is bacon sauteed brussel sprouts with maple syrup and goat cheese. We have broccolini with cheddar cheese those are my two- “healthy” vegetable dishes. From there we have loaded twice baked potatoes, liquor yams, but all the alcohol should have baked off so it’s safe for Sakura to eat them, she won’t get drunk or anything. Then we have death by cheese mac and cheese, mushroom risotto with extra sauteed mushrooms to go over your steaks and dinner rolls. The only rule I have is you are not allowed to put ketchup on my steaks. I bought steak sauce and brought homemade hot sauce.” You revealed as you pointed everything out and the only thing Noah wanted to devour more than the food was you but he didn’t have the nerve or the courage just yet as he just stood there and stared at the feast as his eyes just got a little watery. 

“Could you um, like pinch me because I am not sure if I’m dreaming or halucinating. Because this is bordering on too good to be true.” He teased you. 

“It’s very much real, but if you insist on a pinch...” You playfully reached over and pinched his butt as he recoiled only slightly but started laughing as his sleep deprived brain was about to short circuit because he was on the edge of being overstimulated. Like a pet diving into a pool of new toys, wanting to play with all of them at the same time and can’t decide which one to go for first. 

“Eat, eat!” You urged him. 

“You slaved for the meal, you go first, women and children first right?” He urged you. 

“How chivalrous,” you flattered before you got yourself a good portion and sat down at the table before you opened your little jar of hot sauce for your steak. 

“Hot sauce?” You offered as you sucked on the tip of your thumb as Noah seemed to fixate on your mouth before he swallowed hard before he tore his eyes away from your mouth to take the jar and found a tiny spot on his already heaping plate for it. 

“It’s best on the mac and cheese though, like buffalo chicken dip but without the chicken.” You hinted. 

“Prayer Daddy.” Sakura urged him before he could eat before you happily reached out and took Sakura’s hand and offered your hand to Noah who happily took it and held it as he tried not to let the touch completely blank his mind as he noticed your eyes were closed and the most beautiful, serene smile was on your lips as you held his hand and you were even more of a vision now than you were this morning. He closed his eyes and addressed all of his gods. In his prayer he thanked the gods for the pleasure of your presence and prayed that whatever blessings you gave and whatever you spent to make those blessings happen, returned to you a hundred fold and that whatever you did or would ever do would find success and you did your best to wipe away your tears as quickly as you could once he said amen. Andy had never prayed about you like that and it meant the world to you. 

Noah tried his best not to moan, or cry. He tried, and he failed. 

“So, I have to say, this is the best food I have ever put in my mouth. It’s like...the gods either prepared this food or this food was prepared for them, and I don’t know if I’m worthy as a mortal to eat it.” Noah teasingly praised and you beamed happily. 

“Thank you. Welcome to Zara’s greatest hits food wise.” You gestured to the food. “For all the holidays, it’s always my dad, my brother in law Jake and myself who are in charge of the food. My dad is in charge of the smoker, so he smokes all the wings, the salmon, all the ribs and brisket and pulled pork and stuff. Obviously these are my specialties. Although my turkeys usually make my sisters cry. Jake, believe it or not is the king of casseroles and one pan and one dish dinners, like paella and all things seafood. While Anya and Tasha are on drink duty because Anya’s a professional bartender. And when it’s not holidays it’s superbowl, or it’s championships. Any excuse to get together and eat.” You explained. 

“So what did your family think of Andy?” Noah asked. 

“They got along really well, Andy was really quiet and shy at first and he was incredibly introverted. But he was also a really big guy, not quite as big as you but close and solid and he had resting…” You paused as you tried to think of the appropriate substitute. 

“Jerk face?” Noah supplied. 

“Yeah, jerk face. He couldn’t help it, that was just his face. But once he warmed up to you- oh man, you had to have a sharp wit to keep up with him and he could just deliver line after line and he could verbally roast anyone. Which at first is very entertaining and fun and my brother and my dad thought it was awesome because Andy was very much just one of the guys. But being married to that, it’s exhausting and hurtful and he had a really hard time turning the sarcasm off and he forgot to filter himself most of the time and when I would inevitably get my feelings hurt his mother would chastise me for being too thin skinned and that if ‘a Kingsley wasn’t making fun of you- they didn’t like you’ and Andy only ever had brothers. No sisters. But because he was so big and so mean looking, I could go anywhere I wanted with him and no one messed with me because they took one look at Mr. Big Scary Giant and thought twice about trying to spit game and Andy was incredibly strong and he only ever got into one fight when he was a kid and he put the guy into the hospital but Andy used that to his advantage he was a very intimidating person and one lip curl or a crack of his neck and knuckles and low growl and it was enough to unnerve anyone. Otherwise he was a great earner and provider financial and materially, he just had to be reminded often to be kind and nice.” 

“But the price of all that was you were married to a sarcastic jerk.” Noah realized in disgust as you nodded. 

“Yup, which is why I look at his life insurance policy money as money earned for being married to him so long, I know that sounds incredibly horrible and shallow but it’s the truth. Which is why when and if I get married again- how much money they make means very little to me and I don’t care about what they do as long as they like what they do because life is too short to slave away in a job you hate with people you despise. Personality is everything to me now. I got enough financially so that I’m set for the rest of my life. Now I just want to share my life with someone who makes me happy mentally, emotionally and spiritually, and of course the other kind that shouldn’t be talked about in polite company.” You specified with a mischievous grin which made Noah smile wide as he nodded and forced his mouth shut because he was about to volunteer himself, even though he was sleep deprived and exhausted, he felt he could push himself to really love you right. At least give his tongue a good work out. Because if you have the cooking skills of a goddess, by the gods, he was going to worship you like one.

Then you looked over at Sakura who was shoveling food in her mouth. 

“Hey, hey, hey, slow down, the food’s not gonna disappear when you close your eyes, if you eat too much too fast you’ll get a stomach ache, do you want to throw everything up?” You asked her which made her pause. 

“I’m not taking any of this food home with me, it’s all staying here. I made enough that you should have two dinners and a couple of lunches. And it all keeps in the fridge and microwaves pretty good.” You reassured her before she finally slowed down. 

“It’s hard for me not to inhale it all too Baby,” Noah reassured his daughter with an understanding smile. 

Once dinner was eaten, Noah happily helped you put the left overs away and got started on washing the bigger pots and pans that wouldn’t fit in the dishwasher and he was never sexier to you. Just to see this fine specimen of a man standing in front of a sink scrubbing pots. You were ready to suck him dry in the kitchen as you tried to stomp that down because he probably wouldn’t appreciate that or would be keen on letting you around his daughter again. He was a sensible, reasonable man and he may not be ready for that yet and he may not be interested romantically in you either and while you knew you were meant to be here to help. You didn’t feel you were meant to come and stay forever. You wanted him to be sure but you didn’t know how moving forward this could possibly work. You didn’t want to do him the injustice of a one night stand. You wanted more with him than just a night or two of casual sex. So in order for you to hopefully enjoy more in the future, you could deal with enjoying less in the moment. You wanted to build more. You still had a week up here, you had a little bit of time. 

“So how long will you need to get your own appointments done?” Noah asked. 

“Give me a day, I can get them all done tomorrow then I can be all yours the day after, I take it you’ll need more help with the bigger loads?” You guessed as Noah nodded. 

“Honestly more of my most difficult customers.” Noah confessed. 

“How are they difficult?” You asked thoughtfully as you helped him dry the dishes and put them away. 

“Well only because I have a bigger plane and there’s some things that won’t fit in a normal bush plane. Otherwise they’ve used the newer pilots who are less expensive and don’t have the overhead or dependants I do that can do it cheaper than I can. In fact there’s a few of them who all room together on the other side of town. But I can’t lower my own prices any lower because if I do, I’ll lose money instead of making it.” Noah explained. Normally he wouldn’t be comfortable breathing anything this personal or private to anyone. But he felt comfortable confiding in you. 

“How old are the other pilots?” You asked. 

“Psh, barely adults, they’re like walking disasters, I’ve seen them try to do flips in the air with cargo on board and they don’t show any respect for anything. They think it’s all fun and games.” Noah griped and you felt rage lick up your spine. 

“Well it does make business sense to try to undercut what you can and take chances on the less reliable if it saves your bottom line in the moment. But when you do that- you risk the quick easy fix costing you quite a bit in the future. Especially when the new easy fix isn’t reliable and catastrophic failure is always a thing you have to contend with- with anything. When I have new clients as they look at how much my own fees are and the numbers give them pause. My usual go-to is to remind them that they get what they pay for and it’s my experience and my specialities that recommend me. When we go to the hospital, do we want an inexperienced surgeon operating on us? Who’s trying to get their start in their career by slashing prices to get new clients? No. Hell no. We want the older more experienced surgeon with thousands of operations under their belt, who has kept up with their continuing education and has prided themselves on staying on the cutting edge because it’s our lives on the line. That’s why I used your services at first was because you had the most experience and you were the greatest professional that could be recommended and that’s why you’re worth your fees. Because it’s not just your own livelihood on the line, it’s your family’s and it’s your clients livelihoods too. You’re a serious and respectful professional. They aren’t. I think it’s only a matter of time before your clients get burned by using young and stupid. Because honestly, if they fail, it’s no big deal, they don’t have families that will go hungry, you do. Are these other pilot’s- locals, natives or outlanders?” You asked. 

“They’re all outlanders,” Noah answered. 

“And your clients?” You inquired as you tilted your head. 

“Locals and natives.” Noah answered. 

“Can you do me a favor?” You asked. 

“Anything.” Noah answered. 

“Write down the names of your difficult clients for me. Whenever I have issues especially with clients, especially tight fisted, cheapskate ones or ones that have problems out of my control that they’re somehow making me responsible for, I pray for them to come to their senses or simply have sense and reason. And if you could write down the names of the other pilots, I would also like to pray for them too.” 

“You’re not going to curse them are you?” Noah teased as he did as you asked of him after he dried off his hands after finishing the dishes. 

“No, I pray for my own competitors, because honestly there are some clients that are more trouble to keep than they’re worth and so I send them to my own competitors to deal with and I pray that those clients stay with them instead of coming back to me when they find out that I’m better than they are. Some clients are always about getting as much out of you as they can for as cheap as they can and I put as much distance between me and them as I can so that I will have the free space for the clients who will appreciate my quality and feel that I’m worth the investment. Instead of a “stupid splurge” that others think I am. So maybe these other clients that you’ve lost, you’re better off without them and now you’re free to take on new clients, clients who will appreciate you and not undercut you but build you up and hopefully pay better than the ones you lost ever paid you. Besides, if push comes to shove and your business goes belly up, I mean heaven forbid and knock on wood...” You quickly knocked on the countertops as he did too. “I have all kinds of connections with the air force base that’s half an hour away from me and there’s a local international airport that’s forty minutes away and there’s air fields all over, I’m sure there’s still all kinds of opportunities for you as a pilot anywhere you go, you could even be a private jet pilot if you really wanted to.” You mused as Noah considered those options. 

“But that’s neither here nor there and that’s puting like...7, 8, maybe even 9 carriages before our horses so don’t worry about it. Sometimes all we can do is pray and leave things in the god’s hands and trust that it’ll be ok.” You reassured him. “And I have a feeling everything will be just fine.” You added with a serene smile before you just enveloped him in a hug which he happily returned and he could have died happily right there in his kitchen and holding you, he felt the rest of his stress and anxiety completely leave him and if you were a goddess in the kitchen, you were an ethereal deity in his arms. Your touch was grounding yet uplifting all the same and you smelled amazing and he just wanted to lose himself in you. 

“Paradise? Could you give me a bath please?” Sakura asked which reluctantly pulled you out of Noah’s arms. 

“Sure thing Kiddo.” You agreed as you went to her and took her hand and together you went upstairs to where a large clawfoot tub was as you got her a bath, letting her use one of the bath bombs you had packed. You had again packed two sets of bath bombs and with one set with Taylor’s kids, the other set would be here for Sakura and Sakura picked one of your absolute favorites as you both watched as it dissolved, turning the water a kaleidoscope of colors as you used your special body wash to gently clean her skin as you sat on the floor next to the tub so that you could wash and rinse her hair as well as she played with her toys in the tub and once her hair was done, you got some leave in hair conditioner and detangler for her hair as you lovingly and patiently combed it all out. Sakura had such long and delicate fine white hair, like strands of silk by the time you were done with it and didn’t even notice how Noah was watching from the doorway. 

He had taken the moment of peace to finish up his paperwork for the day and just watching you be the mother you were with his daughter was practically bringing him to tears again. It was such a beautiful, heartwarming sight and if he had thought he was head over heels in love with you this morning, he was a goner for sure now. He felt incredibly whole and full after feeling so broken and hollow for so long. Something he thought impossible three days ago. But he was not about to question it. He was just grateful for it. 

Once she was cleaned up and the water was turning cold, you drained the tub and wrapped her up in a towel and helped her get ready for bed before she had you read her a story as Noah got a shower himself after rinsing out the tub of the remains of the bath bomb and since Sakura’s room was right across the hall, you got the glorious gift of seeing Noah in nothing but a towel around his waist as he walked from the bathroom to his room and seeing that big strong muscled back dripping with water, oh gods, you nearly fainted and the words out of your mouth trailed off as you realized Noah had one the best deriers you had probably ever seen in your life. He had curves that would put a back road to shame and once his door was shut that pulled you from admiring him back to Sakura’s story book but thankfully once you looked back to see if Sakura had noticed, she was thankfully out like a light. 

You closed the book and kneeled next to the bed and prayed to all the gods that she would sleep well and sleep in tomorrow to give Noah a chance to recover and you prayed for guidance in helping her and Noah and for the way to help to become evident to you and for you to recognize the opportunities and to have courage to take them when they presented themselves. 

When you were done you got up just to see Noah coming out of his room, dressed in pajamas and while you would love nothing more than to peel them off, the thought of bed and sleep did sound amazing and you were so tired, you had worked a miracle today, in cleaning the house and making a feast fit for a king and cleaning up after it too, although the cleaning up part was easy thanks to Noah’s help. 

“Well, today was awesome, thank you for welcoming me into your home, it’s beautiful.” You praised as you leaned against the wall after closing the door behind you and leaning against it. 

“It’s small and falling apart.” He admitted as he leaned against the wall across from you. Just taking in the vision of you in his hallway. 

“But it has a thousand times the love inside it than there is any mansion. A house is just a house until you put people in it, then it’s a home. And because of who is in this home means this is one of the finest ones I’ve ever been in.” You praised as you bashfully ducked your head as Noah looked like he was about to eat you alive in a very carnal way as he pushed off the wall and took a step forward before your phone rang and it was Taylor. 

“Hey, could you come get me? I’m ready to go and I’m so tired, I could fall over, please don’t make me walk back to your house.” You whined sarcastically as you couldn’t help but giggle a little and Noah reluctantly took a step back and knew that the door for him to prove to you just how much love was in his home, let alone himself, the door had closed as quickly as it opened and he missed his opportunity to prove it. All he could do is hope that it would open again the day after tomorrow. Maybe it was for the best, it would give him time to rest up and be fully energized. But he was determined. He was going to make you his one way or another before you left, if it was the last thing he would do and so begrudgingly he watched you leave as once again, the emptiness and hollow feeling crept back into him and he felt like warm light left the house once you did. 

Hell he would find a way to build you whatever kind of house you wanted, with his own two hands if he had to. 

“Why the fuck did you have me come get you when Noah is looking at you like a damn feast and he’s starving, I thought you wanted to raw him? What the fuck? Your opportunity to do that is behind you.” Taylor chastised you once you got in her minivan. 

“It’s not the right time. Noah deserves better than a one night stand or even a two nighter.” You argued. 

“Uh by my calculations it could have been a seven nighter if you got started tonight.” Taylor argued. 

“And then what? Have the best week of my life and then just...what? Walk away? No. I’m too invested emotionally with Sakura to do anything like that. I feel like if I rush the intimacy with Noah, I’ll lose the prize of having Sakura in the long run and they both deserve more attention and effort and time. And Noah and especially Sakura are a prize worth waiting for, worth fighting for worth doing whatever I can to help them and worth doing right. I don’t want to hit it and quit it.” You explained. 

“Look, I get it and that makes sense but I am telling you now, Noah looks like he’s about to hump that beam he’s leaning against and if you gave him half a chance I’m pretty sure he would have rocked the northern lights into your eyes tonight and every night from here on out, I know him, he’s not a hit and quit it person either and he’s as loyal as the summer days are long up here and when he does anything, he goes whole hog and he’s in it till the end, he’s a ride or die kind of guy. You said you were flexible and could go anywhere.” Taylor reminded you.

“...true. But again, I’ve only known him two days, would you drop everything and sell everything you own to move in with a stranger you’ve only known for two days?” You posed to her. “That’s putting a few carts ahead of the horse don’t you think?” You posed back to her. 

“Well ok, get to know him a tiny bit more and then bang his lights out and we can figure the rest out later.” Taylor compromised. 

“Ok, that’s a little more fair.” You laughed as she drove you back to her house where you promptly crashed. 

#Jewel Of The North #Jewel Of The North Part 3 #modern orc love story #ice orcs #jewel orcs #orcs #modern orcs #@monstersandmaw #thank her for inventing this and sharing this with me #She's amazing #orc boyfriend #monster boyfriend #this is about to be a #monster bone

[peterthepark]

First Times With Steve

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: light smut & as always, fluff overload

this is gonna slightly be NSFW but UH light smut with steve harrington! ;)

- PART TWO

First Date:

steve planned everything out to the last detail

it was a nice dinner at dustin’s place

because dustin insisted and he wanted to help steve win you over

steve also insisted that he had it covered but he was lying

he was so scared that you wouldn’t be satisfied with the food or the decor or the ambience

but he remembered that it wasn’t in your personality to be superficial

dustin acted as the waiter for you and steve, carrying a silver platter while dressed in a tux

there was a scented candle in the middle of the small table

it was intimate and perfect

steve was charming and funny and he did everything right

First Kiss:

your first kiss with steve wasn’t uh...

let’s just say it’s wasn’t the most romantic kiss ever

it was on accident for starters

you and steve had been dating for at least two months

he would’ve kissed you sooner but he was still trying to get to know you as a person

it was in his car at night, on the highway

you and steve had just gotten out from watching a movie

you were ranting about how bad the ending was, while steve was disagreeing, pointing out how the rest of the movie had made up for it

but your time together was cut short as steve pulled up to your driveway to drop you off

and you leaned over the console to give steve a kiss on the cheek

BUT he happened to turn his face at the exact moment because this idiot wasn’t paying attention

you both jump back, shouting at each other

“steve!”

“Y/N?!”

you were sort of disappointed that your first kiss with steve happened like THAT but

it seemed perfect for your dynamic and it was so in tune with steve’s personality

of course his first kiss with you would be something totally different

afterwards he swore it was on accident and he would never force himself into you

because consent

First Time Saying ‘I love you’ :

it was when steve patched up dustin’s leg, a really ugly and bad scrape that looked painful as shit

he tried to keep dustin as comfortable as possible

he hated seeing the kid like this

you were consoling dustin, letting him squeeze your hand as steve wrapped a bandage after pouring a disinfectant

when dustin was asleep, you were so proud of steve and in awe of his compassion for others

he was dad material right there

and so you kissed him

and told him you loved him without hesitation

he loves you too

First Time Having Sex:

it was casual

you both agreed to do it after a heated make-out session

it was BOUND to happen sometime with how horny steve is which is like often

steve was gentle and playful at the same time

blowing raspberries into your hips and littering your neck with hickies

he was a tease and his mouth did wonders

steve almost came in the first twenty seconds of you giving him head but he endured

he’s more of a grower than a shower

thicker than he is long oop

you both almost broke the bed

steve never felt any better as he gazed into your eyes, watching you take all of him

First Time Away From Each Other:

ive gone over this before but steve cannot be away from you for more than a week

so when you go off on vacation with family to god knows where

he’s so sad

like a lost puppy

and he’s kind of a dick sometimes

he’ll be hanging out with the party but he’s looking at the picture of you and him in his wallet, tracing your face with a pout

dustin thinks it’s dramatic but robin thinks it’s sickeningly cute

he misses your hugs, kisses, and your voice

big ass baby

when he’s out and he sees something that reminds you of him, he’ll point it out to robin

“that’s Y/N’s favorite ice cream.”

“that’s her favorite color.”

“she loves that restaurant.”

he’s just a sap

First Vacation Together:

it’s a couple years into your relationship when you propose to go somewhere far from hawkins

steve and you chip in all your savings towards a trip to france

the party and robin help out too, loaning you guys some money and pleading for you to get them a little something

the plane trip there is a breeze because you and steve are knocked the hell out

when you land, you and steve are wearing matching berets

you hope it isn’t offensive but steve thinks it’s fashion

surprisingly you were able to get a room in a NICE ASS HOTEL with a great view of the city

you and steve mostly spend your days in the bed

he’s making love to you endlessly and spoiling you with food

there’s so many cute polaroids of the both of you

of course, he had to kiss you in front of the eiffel tower because PARIS

and then on the last day of your trip, you and steve attached a lock to that cute fence that was covered with a bunch of other people’s locks

it was a nice blue lock, with a dedication in gold ink

“steve and Y/N. eternally in love.”

you and steve made fun of it on the plane ride home

you thought you had heard steve say that it was actually really endearing

and that he couldn’t wait for your children to see it one day

you nearly spit out your water

but he was right

one day.

First Apartment:

you and steve are about in your mid 20s when you decide to move in together

there’s a nice apartment for the two of you, a little far from hawkins

but not too far because you all have amazing friends back home and you don’t want to leave them

it’s a big apartment complex, tall building and everything

it makes you and steve feel like adults - which you are but

you and steve are like the perfect couple ever

you’re helping each other load boxes into the living room, unpacking, laying out everything, and decorating

once steve had assembled the bed, it was over for you

this dork always wanted to cuddle, but you knew if you caved into him, you would not be able to finish the rest of the apartment

there’s fake plants everywhere because you and steve CANNOT keep a plant alive

there’s a cute leather couch in the center of the living room and a nice armchair where you like to ride steve

anyways

robin loves to visit

you even make her stay over

that’s when you kick steve out of the bed, and he takes the couch

but he’s a little jealous that you and robin get to stay together

sad puppy

speaking of puppies

First Pet:

DOGS DOGS DOSGS DOGSDE

you and steve get a dog

it’s an adorable brown poodle from the pound

you decided that he was the one because he resembled steve a little too much

that dog had great fur

steve treated the dog like his child

you named him pirate

steve hated it

but you thought it was hilarious

okay but sometimes pirate likes to sleep on the bed, between you and steve

it’s all one happy family

steve takes pirate for a morning jog every week

and then you guys like to spend time at the city park on weekends

during holidays, you, steve, and pirate head home to hawkins

everyone misses you guys

and everyone loves pirate

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[littlenightma]

Do you think we could get first time sex with s/o headcannons for leatherface (Thomas or bubba which ever you prefer) too? Like the ones you did for Michael, Jason and Brahms before, they were so nice 😊😊 I hope you’re having a good week and thank you

Author’s Note: I was going to do both, but Thomas ended up being longer than I had anticipated so if you wish for Bubba, please send me another ask!

Warning: Nsfw Content

Thomas Hewitt First-Time Headcanons

• If Hoyt recieves word that his son is going to lose his virginity, Thomas will be the unfortunate victim of the ole’ proud of you son speech. You can’t keep anything secret in that house. Hoyt was his own damn Blood Hound. Luda Mae will be give you a comforting smile while she smacks Hoyt with a damp wash rag.

• After the awkward family get together, and your face is flushed against Thomas’ arm as you and him finally have some alone time, Thomas sits beside you on the bed, waiting for you to make the first move. He wishes to touch you, more than anything in the world, but he doesn’t want to go too fast. He’s just as nervous as he is eager and he doesn’t want to mess this up. His palms are sweaty as he runs them across his thighs in order to dry them.

• When you finally sit up, Thomas straightens as he watches you grip the ends of your t-shirt. With your back to him, unsure fingers fumbling until they have a decent hold, you let out a shaky breath, mentally preparing yourself for the barrier break before sliding your shirt followed by the rest of your clothes off your body.

• God damn you are so fucking beautiful. If Thomas spoke, he’d be speechless.

• Bare and vulnerable in front of the mammoth a killer. How could you place yourself in such a situation with someone who morals are indescribably warped.

• Thomas will be on top, yet you will have full control. His body shadows yours, his wide chest expanding and retracting as his breathing increases from the excitement building in his body. He never felt this kind of thrill except for when he was chasing after somebody. This, this was a lot better.

• Thomas will not take off his mask for nothing. You haven’t seen his face yet and you’d figured that once you allow him to see yourself completely, he would too, but as the words leave your lips and your hands reach for the strings of the mask, Thomas will grab them and brings them downward and away and towards the buckle of his pants.

• You can have all of him, touch him anywhere and as much as you pleased, but his face is off-limits. This moment was too beautiful for something as ugly as him to ruin by unmasking himself. His eyes will plead for your understanding, showing relief when you eventually, but begrudgingly, relent.

• Your hands roam his skin with each peice of clothing you remove. Goosebumps coat the top from the delicate touch of your fingers. His skin is rough from soaking in the Texas sun for so long. Scars run criss-cross along his shoulders and arms from all the fights he’d been in and you lean in to kiss a particular nasty one that ran up his jugular.

• Thomas is a groaner/growler and they are loud. With every rumbling vibration it sounds like he has a thunderstorm trapped in his chest.

• Thomas is a big boy if you know what I mean. His package, so to speak, is both long and thick though he is more of a grower. If his cock is inside you before he is at full capacity, you can feel him elongate and expand within the tight grip of your walls.

• You were surprised to find that Thomas is not as hairy as you had assumed given how long his hair was. The only sign of hair Thomas had other than his head or arms was the trail leading down to the dark, thick patch between his legs.

• The connection is at first unpleasant given how big Thomas had gotten between seeing you naked for the first time and having you beneath him, spreading your legs as you waited for him with your exhilaration dripping down your thighs, but do not worry. It will not be long until your body adjusts and welcomes his cock home.

• He’s fully aware of the size difference between the two of you so he knows that, because he tends to be naturally rough, he’ll need to take his time and be easy. You might have to remind him every now and again when he gets really into it though.

• With his face buried in your neck, you had shivers from his hot breath coming out in strained pants. His mask tickled at your skin causing you rub against it for relief.

• Thomas has a slow but rough pace. He likes taking his time to feel every single sensation he makes. His impressive musculature naturally makes his thrusts snap with almost dehibilitating strength if it weren’t for his large hands gripping the sweat soaked sheet on the either side of your head to restrain himself.

• It’s your turn for your face to press into Thomas’s neck, his long black hair covering his wide shoulders to curtain your head. Your moaning in his ears are a igniter for his speed to increase making the bed jolt backwards, the wooden backboard hitting the wall with a hard ‘thud’ that the house would have, without question, heard, along with the steady line of screeches that escaped your throat.

• Both of you were getting closer. Even though Thomas had lasted for this long, his endurance was wearing thin with each thrust he gave you. Knowing he was going to cum within seconds, he sat back to spread your legs wider, pulling you forward so he could fuck you where he could see without having to painfully crane his neck.

• Before long his hips would stutter, interrupting the constant rhythm, cock stilling as a thick wave of cum emptied inside you, coating you with his seed.

• He has to stop because continuing is too painful. He will be completely motionless. His stomach will suck in and his legs will shake, hand gripping the base of his cock to make sure it doesn’t slip out.

• Your climax happens from listening to his pitiful whimpers and groans. His cock was throbbing with each stream of release he worshipped your insides with, rendering you spent.

• He fucking loves watching your eyes roll back in your skull and your hands hanging onto him for dear life, legs hooked tight around his hips while you ride out your climax.

• “Thomasss...”

• He will always be up for round two as long as you are, but if not, he’s fine with just having your curled up against his chest. Before you leave your bedroom, you must shower first. Thomas will not allow you to leave with the scent of your activities still fresh on your skin. This is mainly to keep Hoyt from being too curious and getting too close. After all, you do belong to Tommy now ;)

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