#Colson Baker Fic

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Nothing Less Than True Romance

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Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, nervous boys, smut heavy chapter, past abuse, teasing, Dom's thicc ass, Dom's pretty uncut alpha cock, desperate boys, d/s undertones, Kells being a dom, Kells being a mouthy top, directions, hand jobs, blow jobs, talks about anal, talks about triggers, choking (with a cock), cunnilingus, masterbation, accidentally saying the wrong thing, crying, hormones, Dom being a caring alpha, Kells being a sneaky omega, accidental sex(?), body worship, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: explicit

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

The closer the Alpha was to Colson's cock the faster his heart sped. They had fucked in the midst of a rough heat and rubbed off on each other like horny teens but this? This was on purpose, no question about it. The moment his Alpha touched him there he had to admit what he was. A needy omega who liked men. Well… one man. And fuck he was a pretty one.

“You cringing at the fhought of me? Ain't touched ya yet.” Dom teased as he settled on his stomach between his lover's legs. He could feel the apprehension, the man was obviously nervous but he understood. Col had been through hell too and they could be careful. They could take it slow.

“No. Shut the fuck up. I was cringing at the thought of your damn shoes on my bed. Plus, you've never done this. You might think you're supposed to use teeth or some shit.”

“You ain't?” Dom teased back, his crimson eyes wide with faux innocence. The color and scent of his desire in the room slightly ruined that picture.

“Dumbass.” Kells huffed but his partner surprised a laugh out of him when he turned to look over his shoulder.

“Don't look dumb.” The Alpha hummed, wiggling his hips till the ass in question bounced.

“Dummy thicc maybe.” The omega sighed under his breath and wondered for a moment what that ass would feel like wrapped around his dick. How against Alpha's was his, he wondered. Would Dom allow something like that? “You ever play with yourself?” He asked before he could help it. He knew the boy was mostly virginal but there was a chance… Besides, it gave him a moment to panic to himself. There was nothing wrong with being with a man but he had left over self hatred from his dad.

Dominic paused and tilted his head, he wasn't sure what his mate was asking. “Like…” He trailed off, moving one hand in a vulgar motion.

The hand signal was so close to Colson's cock he swore he could feel the fist around him and he had to swallow hard as he shook his head. “N-no. Your ass.”

“Oh. Um-” Without thinking Dom curled his palm around Col’s cock, as if he did it all the time. As if it wasn't some huge step between them. As if Kells wasn't battling internal homophobia. Or was it a form of misogyny? The omega jumped and bit his lip. He knew the bastard did that on purpose, he could feel his lover’s pride whether at his own sneakiness or Col’s reaction he wasn't sure. “I ‘ave a few times yeah. Jus' to see. Why?” His palm squeezed softly and he practiced a stroke. He was trying to act nonchalant but saliva was pooling on his tongue and he knew he was leaking a puddle of precum on the bed. His mate was going to be so upset.

Col could be honest or he could play a game. They had already crossed the starting line and he couldn't look away. It seemed obscene but he knew it was only the first step. “Was picturing my dick in your ass.” He didn't mean to be so blunt but he never had been good at faking demure. He'd acted as an Alpha so long it was part of him now.

“Oh. Yeah?” Dom's voice was breathy. He didn't know that was something either of them might want.

“Yeah.”

“‘Is dick?” The boy teased as he inched closer, flicking his tongue over the crown.

Colson's hands scrambled to find purchase in the sheets and he squeezed them to keep from bucking up. “Yeah. Would you want it?”

“Long as it's you and ‘is dick.” It was weirdly intimate and romantic and Col would have smiled if the freak didn't strike. Those plush lips sealed around his tip and his sharp tongue teased all it could reach. It was messy as soon as he started, spit dripping down his shaft. Dom was eager though and thorough as fuck. Beginner's luck he was sure.

“Mmm fuck- yeah. Just like that- look at you.” Kells had forgotten to warn his boy of one very specific thing- he was a mouthy bitch. The only reason he hadn't gone off when they had sex was that he'd been so gone from his heat but there was something about having someone blow him. About watching someone choke on his cock. “Good boy. Little more? Deeper? You can take it.” He rasped and was surprised when Dom didn't just obey but fucking moaned for him.

Dom was so fucked. He never had the chance to find out what he liked in bed so everything was a new experience between them. He knew deep down it was probably childhood trauma but hearing someone praise him was a rapture. He twirled his tongue around the edge of his mate's crown and sucked as much as he could. His knot was already pulsing where his cock rest against the bed and his hips were rolling in small sharp thrusts.

“You look so p-pretty like this. Good mmm- good boy. More. Just like that. Can I- fuck-” Kells couldn't finish his sentence so he tested the waters with a gentle push. When his Alpha choked and whined through his nose he couldn't help but groan.

Dom didn't know how to say yes, he couldn't seem to make himself pull off. Instead he rolled his gaze up to meet the other's and tried one small nod. When Colson just watched him he huffed softly and patted his hair before letting his mouth go slack. He might have been mostly virginal but he wasn't daft- normally- and he was desperate to let his omega to fuck his face.

Kells cursed under his breath and thanked whatever part of the universe blessed him with such a weird ass Alpha. As his fingers tangled in the boy's messy hair he caught his psycho bitch wink. “Ya know I was almost scared I'd miss pussy with you. But look at that fucking mouth. Already a slut. Taste good don't it?” He asked as he wrapped his long legs around Dom's chest.

The first thrust was careful and the Alpha rolled his eyes, but something warm and safe was happening in his mind. He could trust the man underneath him and he wanted his mate to feel comfortable with him too. Somewhere deep inside his mind he wanted to be used. It felt akin to when he finally let go and let his urges win. He was surrendering to Col's needs completely and it felt like the other side of the coin to his darker edge. He could be used for destruction and that's all he was used to but he could also play fuck doll to his mate and help the man through his fears.

Dom was too up in his head but with every tug of his hair he was sinking deeper and losing his train of thought. What the fuck was happening? What magic did Kells have over him? Slick smeared against his chest and the scent was intoxicating, he felt baptized anew in his mate's need. Colson's mouth never stopped and it almost made it Alpha blush. He'd never felt so complimented and debased. “Perfect fucking mouth. Shit- gonna- yeah, just like that. Hold your breath?” He barely warned before Dominic was choking on his dick. He didn't ask and he didn't retreat when the boy turned pink.

Col was in heaven, his nerves were washed away on a rush of wanttakeneed. Dom's throat was spasming, his body fighting for air, but the fucker trusted Kells so completely he knew he could let him pass out and he'd be thanked for the deed. It felt like too much power for one man, the thought of a leashed Yungblud, but the omega's favorite thing was control of a deadly weapon and power to do whatever the fuck he wished. For just a moment he wondered how he got so damn lucky but that too drifted away as he watched plush lips nearly kiss his inked skin. “Almost. Al- fucking hell- such a good bitch.”

Dom preened internally as his head went dizzy but he kept his lips tightly sealed. He hadn't meant to let the other man finish so soon but he knew the telltale signs. The taste of precum coated his tongue and the weight in his mouth was twitching. His own cock was throbbing so hard that he thought he might pass out but for the moment everything felt secondary. His fight or flight said he could die but the Alpha in him purred happily. His head tingled where his hair was pulled but pride welled in his chest when his lips met skin. ���Fuck- oh god look at you- fucking-” Something must have worried his omega because Colson's voice went thready and he started to try and pull out. Dom tried to growl and press closer and his throat swallowed hard. “Fuck!”

Kells tried to be nice, he felt frantic as pleasure zinged up his spine but crimson eyes met his and he felt a chill at what he saw. It was Dom but… not. Somehow it didn't frighten him and instead just pushed him closer to that edge. When the bastard refused to move he couldn't help what happened next.

When white heat choked the Alpha his mate finally pulled him off. The last few drops landed on his tongue and he savored his lover's flavor as he panted for breath and grinned like the Cheshire cat down at his fucked out lover. As he waited for Col to regain his ability to speak he couldn't help but be drawn to the soft wet place between those long spread legs. The scent was so intense it felt like it was all he could breath or taste. It was thick on his tongue like he'd already licked and he wondered if now his mate might allow…

Colson jumped at the feeling of hot breath over his slippery wet folds and he felt himself clench tight around nothing. He didn't slam his legs closed but it was a near thing, if letting Dom blow him was a big step this was a jump over the damn grand canyon. “Fuck are you-” He stopped himself from being mean, this was exactly what the boy was supposed to do. He wasn't even doing anything yet, just breathing Col in. Fucking weirdo. He could almost see himself falling in love with him. Shit.

“You smell like sex.” Dom growled, his voice rough and scratchy and dripping desire. It made the omega's breath catch in his chest. He did that damage to the killer.

“Duh.” He huffed simply, his mind barely online. The bastard had just blown his mind, wasn't he supposed to find his own release? Was Dom ever selfish? He couldn't be the only demanding one, it might make him spoiled. Or worse... Make him think he needed to be nice.

“I'd like to taste you.” The Alpha tried to purr. It was a simple request that felt monumental.

“You just did.” Kells knew he was being a dick, his lover was being patient and calm and it bothered something in the older man. Maybe if he just fucking took but no, he was forcing Col to give consent at every turn. “What do you want?”

The question reminded Dom of their first time. He'd held the man down and demanded he give him explicit permission. If his mate wanted to play that game… “To taste ya cunt while I play wiv me’self. Wanna put me tongue inside you as deep as I can and preferably make you squirt on me face.”

The Alpha held such strong eye contact through his whole spiel that by the time he was done and licking his pillow lips of any remnant of cum and his own blood, all Kells could say was- “Oh.” He couldn't answer aloud, his heart was racing and the bastard was choking him right back with his own speeding pulse stuck in his throat. What he could do was grip the pillow next to him and hold it against his chest but Dom took that too and tossed it aside.

“Fuck tha’. I wanna ‘ear you scream.”

“Cocky fuck.”

Dom just smirked and swiped his fingers through the mess of slick on his chest before he flicked his tongue obscenely around them to prove his point. Maybe he had a reason to be cocky. “Is there anything on you not weirdly perfectly sized for porn?”

Dom snorted a laugh and choked on his own digits but the human moment soothed a little of the raging nerves in Colson's chest. “Look in a mirror luv.”

Kells shrugged but he couldn't snark back as his Alpha started to move in again. Their eyes locked as his breath hit wet skin and when the omega didn't move to stop him again he let himself relax. With the first taste he knew nothing could ever compare. He had no idea what he was doing but he let himself take it slow and explore. The tip of his tongue traced blushed quivering wet skin from the omega's ass to his balls. Occasionally he let himself slip between and circle his hole but mostly he was just learning the shape of his mate and what made him whimper. It wasn't long before the man's legs were trembling and threatening to close around his head.

Where Col had been a mouthy bitch about his cock this felt different. He didn't know what he liked and he couldn't direct the boy anywhere. His inner walls spasmed every time Dom teased, his tongue nearly dipping inside over and over. The omega had never even played with himself besides the night he met the younger man and he didn't think that counted. Of course he liked his g-spot touched, that felt like a given, but Dom just wouldn't go inside. He shook when the boy sealed his lips against his hole and sucked before the fucker pulled back and spit pink tinged slick into his palm. Kells watched with round eyes as Dom wiggled his hand under himself and when that tell tale sticky wet sound hit his ears he knew he turned pink.

The Alpha groaned and pulled back enough to speak. Everything felt overwhelming and he knew he wouldn't last long but he needed to check in. The difference in his mate was too stark. “Wha’ you need?”

“I don't know.” Col whispered honestly. “It feels-” He flushed hotter but he couldn't finish the compliment. “Deeper?”

Dominic nodded and fought his deep aching need to shove his cock where it belonged. He wouldn't be like that, they had to learn each other first, but fuck it was hard to battle instincts. “Can I go inside?”

“With what?” The fear was immediate but he trusted Dom. It was a knee jerk reaction he knew they could overcome.

“Me tongue. Tha's all. Or you could touch ya’self?” Somehow his pride wasn't wounded that he might not make his lover scream. He knew they had time to find out what drove each other wild. This was about so much more than that. This was about making his mate feel loved- something Dom had never tried to do before. He'd never built trust in that way or cared to connect. So much was so new to them both.

The butterflies in Colson's stomach threatened to make him sick but the need rushing through him was stronger. He could see his own desire dripping down the Alpha's face. He wasn't ready to touch himself again, that felt too close to admitting what he was which admitted what grew between them- literally- but he could admit something he wanted. “Show me your dick. Sit back.”

Dom's brow arched but of course he obeyed. He settled back on his ankles and inched closer as Kells spread his legs. They both froze for a moment when the shiny pink tip of Dom's cock brushed his folds. It was an accident but they both felt wetter at the touch. “Fuck m’sorry.” The boy muttered but Col could tell it was just as torturous for the younger man as it was for him to keep their puzzle pieces from slotting together. Shit, why were they being careful?

“Why aren't we fucking again? It's not like I can get more-” He stopped himself short and grit his teeth but he knew the fucker read between the lines by the smile on his face. “Would you just shut the fuck up and put something inside me before I make you?” He felt the mistake as he said it and his heart dropped but his lover just shook his head as if to say it was okay. He caught the slight fall of a smile though and it made his heart ache. Here Dom was trying so hard to be careful of his limits and he just bulldozed over his. Fuck.

Dominic wondered if everyone had to be so careful, if all sex was a journey of learning each other. He didn't think so, he was pretty sure they were just a special matching set of mental issues but he wouldn't let it mess anything up between them. When he caught the shine of tears in his omega's eyes he let go of his cock and moved to crawl over him. For just a moment he didn't even notice how close they were again. He was too concerned about Col’s emotional state. Could he start blaming hormones yet or was it all on him? He supposed either way it was his fault. “‘Ey, you okay. Did I do summat wrong?” His voice was soft and rasped but Colson just scoffed.

“Did you? Fuck you. You have to tell me when I push it. We literally just talked about this shit. I'm sorry.” Kells sniffled but the pretty bastard just grinned. It was like he wasn't used to anyone caring. Maybe he wasn't. Fuck.

“We good. You can make me do whatever you want. Use me. I trust you.” At Dom's soft words Colson gasped, those three little words were almost worse than the others. Didn't he just prove he couldn't be trusted to censor himself? “‘Ey, stop tha’. Can feel ya brain. Be nice.” He huffed, pressing a still bloody and slick wet kiss to Col’s lips. Another. His cum covered tongue swiped across the seam of his lips and the next noises between them were soft whimpers.

Kells pulled the younger man flush against him and when he felt his lover's cock ghost his folds again his hips bucked up to chase him. They were both so wet they slipped against each other but Dom was still trying to hold himself back. Col threw his leg around the boy’s waist and tried grinding his core against the ridge of his Alpha's knot. As their tongues met and their breathing sped he kept inching closer to what they both so obviously needed.

“I were trying to wait.” Dom panted and Colson answered by biting his lower lip and sucking it between his own. “I- we shouldn't. Not yet.” His voice was as broken as he felt. The feel of Col’s hot wet cunt was too much. The omega made it to the tip of his dick, his hole catching and waiting there. It was torture. It was too much. It wasn't like the sociopath was good at self control.

“Are you waiting for me or for you?” Colson's voice was trembling as much as his body and his desire burned in his belly like fire. The look of need Dom gave him was a beautiful sight but he felt the man struggling against himself.

Dominic took a loud breath, something more akin to a groan. “Boff. You.” He admitted, he was having trouble remembering why though.

“And if I need more?”

“Fucking ‘ell-” The words were choked out as the Alpha released the last of his self control and their bodies moved fast in tandem. Dom bucked up and Colson thrust down and their shared breath sounded almost like a shout.

Kells didn't berate his shaking mate for his size or anything else. For once he couldn't find anything to complain about. The stretch was intense and overwhelming but somehow still felt exactly where they belonged. Dom’s arms wrapped tight around him as their sweat wet bodies slid against each other in a sticky loud mess. There wasn't an inch between them and Dom barely pulled out before rocking back in.

It felt slow and desperate, their holds tight and bodies weak for each other. It wasn't a push-pull but they met in the middle and their gazes never left the other except to blink away sweat. They couldn't kiss anymore, they could barely breathe. They just held on and swayed together as their pleasure built closer to release.

Every catch of Dom's crown against his spot had Colson nearly breaking, there was a knot of heat in his belly pulling tight and putting pressure where he wasn't used to it yet. The Alpha was going to get what he wanted but it wouldn't be on his face. “I'm-” He tried to speak but he couldn't and thankfully his mate seemed to understand.

“Please?” Dom was so close it ached but he wanted to watch his lover's pleasure and it was as if Kells had been waiting for just that word. His golden eyes went wide and his lips parted on a gasp. His body trembled in the Alpha's hold as he came for the man just as he asked. He could feel his own need rushing through his veins but he tried to keep his forming knot from slipping inside as Col gushed for him and made the slide so fucking smooth.

“P-please?” The omega pleaded right back, his leg tightening behind Dom's back.

“But the b-” He didn't get to finish his worry before his mate was grinding them tight. They shared a breathy moan as their bodies locked together and Dom’s cock jerked hard as he filled his lover's womb somehow fuller.

“Shut the fuck up.” Col teased, trying to kiss his boy into submission. It wasn't like they could separate without damage.

“Pushy bastard.”

“You love it.”

And even though it confused everything inside the sociopath, he knew his mate was correct. He didn't just love it, he loved Colson. He loved his mate. He wisely kept the revelation to himself, they both liked his knot too much to risk the man trying to pull away. “Eh. Maybe.” He teased instead and they shared a strangely gentle kiss for two normally rough men.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🖤

So I'm not sure this is up to my usual standards but I'm pretty sick today so I hope it's okay. I love them being needy and gentle though. I honestly thought they would just play but Kells was insistent they do more 🤭 I hope you enjoyed it! 💣🖤

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i’ve never written something like this before so please excuse how bad this is

-Welcome home-

Plot:Colson worships you

Tags/warnings:body worship,praise,pet names,somewhat soft colson😱,lots of soft kissing,edging

You and Colson have been together for a while and it was no secret that he was completely in love with you. The way he treated you was a thousand times gentler than how he treated anyone else in his life. You were the only one he trusted,the only one he would speak  his full mind to.

Today he was on his way back from a rehearsal with rook,he’s been gone all day.He was supposed to come home half an hour ago but he called you saying he got caught up. You were laid out on the couch,your playlist playing off of the tv. You missed him,so as soon as you heard the door open you ran up to him.

"Hi,love." He said to you,his arms wrapped around your torso. "Hi,I missed you." You told him. He kissed your forehead, "I missed you more,i'm sorry I was late." He apologized,tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. "It's okay,i'm glad you're home now." You said,giving him a smile. He smiled back and kissed your lips.

"God I missed your face. I've been thinking about you all day." He said,his hands going down to either sides of your hips. "Really?" You asked,pushing yourself against his chest. "Of course.Your hair is so perfect." He said,wrapping a piece of your hair gently around his finger.

"I love you." You whispered into his neck. He stroked your hair with the hand that wasn't holding yours. "I love you more." He said. "I just wanna kiss you all over I missed you." He said. The way he was obsessed with you made you feel like you were the prettiest girl in the world,it was clear he believed that.

He picked up your hand,kissing from your hand up to your arm. "How was your day love?" He asked. "It was okay,how was yours?" You replied. He kissed over the tattoo he gave you a few months ago on your arm. "It was decent,would have been better with you." He responded.

His words always brought a smile to your face. Your arms wrapped around his neck and he picked you up,his hands cupping your ass. He kissed down your neck on the way to your bedroom. He slowly let you go and you sat on the bed.

He sat in between your thighs and they instantly wrapped around behind his back. He gently kissed your lips,your body pushing together. "Missed your lips." He mumbled in the skin of your neck. "Can I?" He looked up at you,looking to see if he could take your shirt off. You nodded and he gently pulled it off of your body. You then unclipped and took off your bra for him,letting him having complete access to the top of your body. He kissed your breasts,kissing down to your stomach.

The feeling of his lips on your bare skin made you so excited. You unbuttoned your jeans as Colson spent his time leaving marks from your neck down to your collarbone.The familiar feeling of his fingers tracing hickeys on your neck was satisfying. "God,you really are so beautiful." He got on his knees in front of you,his hands wrapping around your thighs.

"Spread your legs." He told you. You listened,opening your legs as Colson's hands moved away. "I wanna please you." He said,putting his face between your thighs. You allowed his tongue to enter you,your thighs slowly closing around his head. He used his hands to spread them back open again.

He flicked his tongue inside of you,you grabbed his hair for support. "Mm." You moaned,feeling your boyfriend's tongue back in you was a great feeling. His movements sped up,and he started to suck on your clit.

"Mmmm..colson." You moaned out. You knew your moans fueled him. You felt yourself start to clench around him,you let out one more breathy moan before his tongue came out of you. "I was so close." You said. "I know,I know baby. I want to watch as you finish,though." He said.

He got up and he laid on top of you. "I need to watch you cum." He repeated. You knew just seeing you finish could make him finish so quickly. "Mm,Colson please." You said,desperate to feel some form of him again. He trailed his fingers down your neck. He slowly entered you,his full length.

He rested his head on your neck,his thrusts starting off slow. A small gasp left your lips at the sudden movement. “You always feel so good around me.” He praised. He continued his thrusts,increasing the speed. Feeling his dick instead of just his tongue felt amazing.

His hands went to your hair,his fingers tangling themselves in your curls. “Feels so fucking good.” He said again,his breath heavy. He groaned in your ear and you had to practically stop yourself from cumming right then and there. You could feel his thrusts start to slow down,a dead giveaway that he was close,but you knew he couldn’t finish until he watched you finish.

He lifted his head off of your neck,looking you right in your eyes. “Col.” You moaned,the same pit in your stomach from earlier starting to form again. You moved your head,the pleasure making it to hard to focus on him. “You’re close?” He asked,feeling you clench. “Mhm.” You managed to get out.

“Hey,look at me.” He said,followed by a throaty groan. You did as you said,forcing yourself to look him in the eyes as you could barely focus on maintaining the eye contact. “Go ahead,cum.” He said. You nodded,letting yourself release as your head fell onto the pillow. “Fuck.” He moaned. A smile grew on your face,remembering how weak watching you cum makes him. “I’m cumming.” He said,releasing inside of you with multiple groans.

“You looked so beautiful taking me.” He praised,after letting you both come down from your highs. He kissed you as he ran his hand through your slightly sweating hair. “You don’t understand how much I love you.” He spoke into your neck. You held him close to you,your arm wrapped around his back. “I love you,welcome home.” You said.

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Machine Gun Kelly

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MASTERLIST

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Sooo nobody was gonna tell me this picture existed! 👀

The way the rosary thigh tat just completes this whole look is just 🤌🏻

#high key need a colson x Jaden fic where Jaden wears this #I keep picturing kells bending him over and lifting his skirt up ! 😩🥵 #please someone write this 🙏🏻🥺 #Jaden Hossler #jxdn #machine gun kelly #mgk #colson baker

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MASTERLIST

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Colson Baker/MGK

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Synopsis:

The silence was deafening inside Matthew’s car as it sped through the neon blaze of the New York starscape.

He had agreed to drive Colson back from the studio. Well, he had offered, because Colson’s license was suspended, and he knew that. aside from that, what else was there to do at 2 am. He hadn’t slept in days and he doubted that tonight it would go any differently but he knew that just about anything would’ve been better than having to go back home.

Matthew’s eyes stayed fixed on the steady streams of red and yellow traffic. Though as he drove he became acutely aware of Colson’s presence in the passenger side of his black range rover, ears tuned in at the slightest sounds from the man next to him. The low rustlings of leather on fabric as Colson readjusted in his seat, the clink of metal when he ran ringed fingers through his hair, and the faintest sigh he made whenever he exhaled his clouds of smoke.

He wondered if Colson knew that he did that. if he also felt the shift in the air as it grew hot with rising tension.

Most of all he wondered whether he was aware of the effect he still had on the younger man but just never spoke of it.

As he flicked out the last of his cigarette Colson’s eyes stayed glued to the side window. More particularly the reflection it showed of the boy that sat across him. The night distorting Matthew into a thousand pieces and then back together again as the lights changed all shades of neon.

He looked so tempting with those dented eyes. They never left their gaze from the windshield but he wondered what he was really thinking about.

If he was thinking about him.

Did he still mean the words he said two summers ago. Did he still want nothing to do with Colson. Did their past still revolve around him the same way it haunted him. he wondered if he had become invisible to Matthews's eyes.

If too much time had passed.

Sure, they had hung out a few odd instances within those times but never alone. Even tonight, in the studio, there was always someone else around. 

one thing is for certain, that going home was the last thing on his mind.

He wanted to say sorry. To apologise for the way he let things end and explain to him the real reason everything felt so complicated back then. To tell him he still felt the same way he did back then and wanted nothing more than to reach over the stirring wheel and taste him right there.

These words were much harder to say out loud than to Matthew’s reflection, mouthed unheard.

They had got off the highway when Matthew briefly broke the silence. He had mumbled something about needing to put on google maps after fiddling for his phone before finally letting his eyes drift down from the road.

They were minutes away from Colson’s hotel and Matthew had its address memorised.

But he typed it in.

The quiet was excruciating but he would still rather that than nothing at all.

He wished he could play pretend just a little while longer, pretend the damage hadn’t already been done and we didn’t go our separate ways. He wished he had said nothing at all back then. Which was what surprised even himself once he uttered his next words.

“is it wrong if I come up with you?”

They cut right through the quiet, interrupting Colson’s unheard apologies.

He hadn’t noticed till now that the car had come to a stop and stood parked across the road from the hotel he was staying at. The sound of tires against the road was replaced with the soft hum of the breeze hitting leaves that bought in the cold night air through his window, still left open.

Matthew let his eyes meet Colson’s.

“yes” he had said “please come”

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Dirty Little Secret(Tentative Title)

A/N: This is a Baze fic I’ve been working on, it’s been sitting in my docs and I’m not sure if I should post it all? Give it a read and let me know what y’all think! 🥰😁🫠

Quick history-Netta, full name Lunetta, and Baze had a one night stand, Netta leaving before he woke up the next morning, then wind up working together and having to deal with their ONS and the aftermath. It progresses from there once they smooth things over after Lia’s (full name Aurelia) session.

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Once both girls had a Double Double, fries, and a shake in them, they each separated to their own rooms to change and relax for a few hours, before meeting again out on their patio for a smoke session. Lia only stayed for a bowl or two, then left to lounge in her bath before her nightly routine. As Netta shifted to take up Lia’s now abandoned seat on the couch, she opened various social medias, checking in, before finishing with her Instagram. With a small smirk, she chuckled softly as she saw Baze’s handle in her inbox along with a cheeky message of ‘Found you’, along with side eye and wink face emojis. Chewing her lip, Netta opened the message and replied.

LuLuBlake: You think you’re clever…Why didn’t you just ask Lia for my number?

Bazexx: Well, when you and Lia both hightailed it out of there. It was kind of hard to get your number.

LuLuBlake: So how’d you find me?

Bazexx: It helps when you’re all over Lia’s account…And she tags you. Cute handle, by the way, LuLu.

Netta’s cheeks heated and she chuckled softly, shaking her head as she tapped away.

LuLuBlake: Funny, Steven. Listen, people only call me that with special permission from me. Call me that again and it’s your ass. Yee?

Bazexx: Yee, ma’am.

Bazexx: Aren’t you kind of tired of this Instagram messaging? Now that I’ve got you here…Can I get your number?

LuLuBlake: Ooh. Smooth.

LuLuBlake: Didn’t you say this was just a ‘sneaky link’? Why do you need my number? You have me here. 

Bazexx: Ohhhh. Okay, it’s like that? I’m hurt. 

Bazexx: Alright. Well, since I ‘have you here’…Do you know where the house is? Or should I just come grab you for a backseat bang out? Ladies choice.

LuLuBlake: Such a gentleman, Stevie.

LuLuBlake: I remember where the house is. Are you all home? Cause sneaky link implies we’re able to not get caught. House full of homies doesn’t really help.

Bazexx: Damn, you’ve really got an arsenal on you, don’t you? I like that.

Bazexx: Come over. It’s fine. I’ll game everyone into going for food so we have some time. Deal?

LuLuBlake: Mmm…Food that I get to take part in as well, yes? I’ll gladly bring cash to pay you back.

Bazexx: Hmm…Sneaky link implies a bang and bail. Isn’t that what you wanted??

LuLuBlake: You compromised for me. I suppose…I can, say, bring my stash and we can smoke and talk. We can chill a little? That’s what you wanted right?

Netta smirked lightly as she watched the little ellipses floated and baubled along for several minutes until he sent a simple ‘Sure’. She chuckled softly and sent an ETA before setting her phone on the table to pack and smoke another bowl. As she let out the smoke, Lia walked out in her favorite pair of sweats, a crop sweater and with damp hair, brushing it out as she asked, “What are you smirking and giggling at? Started up the dating apps again?”

Netta gagged and turned to her, giving her a look. With a smirk, Netta said, “God, no. I’m so fucking done with those, Li.” She packed another bowl and handed the bong to her cousin who sat beside her once she shifted back into a sitting position. Taking the bong, Lia asked, “So, who were you talking to?”

“No one. I saw a funny post and sent it to a friend.” Netta said offhandedly. She started to pack away her things once Lia took her hit. “Did you want another? I’m gonna go for a walk.”

“Nah, I’m good. It’s nearly 10, I’m gonna turn in early, maybe binge a few episodes first.” Lia said, placing the bong in its place behind the couch. Eyeing her cousin, Lia delicately said, “If you’re really going for a drive…”

“Lia, I’ll be fine. I’m still kind of on edge. I just need to not think for a while.” Netta said as she slid her box under the couch and stood, grabbing her phone and drink from the table. “Oh, and Laudii sent me some new tracks, so I want to listen to those too.”

With a nod, Lia watched her and said, “Alright. Should I wait up? Or is this an all night drive?” Netta hung her head back with a sigh as she gave it some thought, then said, “I dunno. Don’t wait up for me, just in case. I’ll text you when I’m on my way home, okay?”

“Luna, please be safe, okay?” Lia said, with a worried look. Netta chuckled softly then waved a dismissive hand at her as she went inside and to her room. Quickly changing, stripping off her panties, but stuffing fresh ones into her small backpack, Netta put on a pair of black sweats and a crop top under a cream colored knit sweater. Grabbing an extra change of sweats, just in case, stuffing them into her bag, she grabbed her phone, keys, and wallet from her dresser and quickly slipped out the front door.

~

Baze was able to convince the house to go out for food, which he knew would take them at least an hour. Giving the excuse of wanting to sleep and to just bring back something for him, Baze was able to buy some time to clean his room just a little more before his phone lit up with an Insta DM. His lips tugged upward into a smirk as he read her message telling him she was parked down the street, waiting to get the go ahead to walk up. He went downstairs, making sure the proper cars were gone from the driveway before sending her a thumbs up and unlocking the door.

Netta took a breath as she eyed the thumbs up emoji, then locked her phone, getting out with her bag and locking her car as well. Slipping the strap of her bag over her shoulder, she quickly shuffled down the street and up the driveway. Pulling out her phone again, she sent him a message that she was at the door, and Baze sent one back saying it was open. As she pushed it open, she jumped, slightly, seeing Baze leaning against the wall by the door. Baze chuckled and Netta rolled her eyes with a chuckle and said, “Jesus. You can stand there but you couldn’t open the door?”

“Compromising, right? I left it unlocked for you.” Baze said with a cheeky smirk. Netta looked up at him as she closed the door after slipping inside. He smirked and took her hand, lightly, leading her upstairs and to his room. Letting her walk in first, Baze closed the door behind him, turning to her with his fingers ready to lock the door as he asked, “Do you mind? Just in case Rook decides to barge in.”

Netta turned as she set her bag down on his desk chair. With a small smile, she nodded as she unzipped her bag. Baze chuckled and turned the lock. When he went to her, sliding an arm lightly around her waist, his eyes widened slightly.

“Whoa. I mean, when you said stash, I didn’t think you meant a stash.” He said teasingly. Netta glanced up at him with a soft chuckle as she pulled out a packet of gummies, a pack of joints, and a quarter ounce, setting it on his desk. She chuckled again as she handed him the joints and said, “Well, I couldn’t bring my actual stash. Lia walked out on me as I was packing up. She would have been suspect if I took stuff and said I was going for a drive.”

Baze snickered softly and took the pack, opening it and pulling one out. Setting the pack back down on his desk, he held the joint at his side as he looked down at her and said, “So, how exactly are we doing this? Kissing, no kissing. Do you just want to bang it out now and smoke later?”

“Wow. Damn. Get right to it, I guess.” Netta said with a teasing laugh. Baze chuckled and slid his arm around her again, if only briefly, as his hand lifted to push back her curls from her cheek. Sucking her lower lip between her teeth briefly, she gazed up at him and said, softly, “If our thing is going to be compromising…I would have to say that I wouldn’t entirely be opposed to the girlfriend treatment…If that’s what you’re asking for?”

“I just want to know my boundaries, darlin’. If you want like a fling, every now and then kind of thing, sometimes girls aren’t into the whole making out, pillow talk, intimate shit. Just want to know where you stand, love.” Baze said, sliding a hand over her cheek. Netta tilted her head back as his other hand snaked over her hip and tugged her closer against him as his hand slid further into her hair. Closing her eyes for a moment and biting her lip, hard, she took a breath as she opened her eyes again and slid her hands over his chest, lightly.

“How about this; Do what you do. If I’m uncomfortable or what have you, you’ll be the first to know.” She said, in a rather sultry tone as he lips pulled into a sly smirk. Baze smirked and pushed his hand to the back of her head, gently but firmly guiding her head closer, and her lips to his. She tried not to kiss him back hungrily, though every fiber of her being wanted to, but she took his lead and pulled back when he did. Though she couldn’t hide the wide smile that spread across her face, she rolled the material of his shirt between her fingers lightly as she chuckled and said, “But, let’s get this going so we don’t end up having a chance of being caught.”

Plucking the joint from his fingers and grabbing the quarter ounce bag, she bounced over to his bed, turning in the air as she jumped to plop on the bed with a giggle. Baze chuckled softly, watching her as he slowly made his way over to her. She kept her gaze locked with his as she slowly lifted the hem of her sweater, lifting it up and not caring if her crop top rode up as she tugged it over her head and off. Licking his lips slowly, Baze smirked and let his eyes roam once contact was broken, peeking for a glimpse of, what he hoped was, a braless breast. However, her crop top didn’t ride up enough and he was left wanting as he came to stand in front of her, catching the material in his hand as she made to throw it. Tugging it from her hand, he tossed it over his shoulder before scooping her up and moving her over in one quick motion. 

Netta squealed out a laugh and wrapped her arms around his neck as he placed her in his lap once he was seated. Crossing her legs, she shifted in his lap and felt around for the joint as he kissed her again, but briefly. His lips curved into a smirk as he watched her, keeping her face close to his as a hand lifted to pick at his beard lightly, then gave it a soft tug. When her fingers found the joint, she lifted it to her lips as she sat back, waiting. With a chuckle, Baze never broke eye contact with her as he reached over to his nightstand, grabbing a lighter from a ceramic dish. Lifting it to her, he sparked it up, lighting the tip. Once it burned to a nice, cherry red, Netta leaned back, sliding her palm over his shoulder, then his back to keep herself steady, and held the smoke in as she smirked at him. She then closed her eyes and tilted her head back to let it out in a slow, smooth line.

With a soft groan, Baze’s gaze raked down her throat then her body as his hand slid over her hip. Placing soft kisses along her neck, he smirked against her skin as she said, “Ooh, am I so good you couldn’t wait for a hit first? Damn…Good to know.”

Looking down at him as she felt his lips pull away from her skin, she giggled and bit her lip briefly before taking another hit and offering him the joint. He took it with a smirk, then said, “Don’t let that ego get too inflated, now…” 

Netta wrinkled her nose at him and giggled, letting her fingers trail down his throat, lightly, as he took a large toke and turned to her. As her eyes lifted to meet his, she smirked, as did he, then he leaned closer to her, kissing her deep and slow while he blew the smoke into her mouth. She let out a soft moan into the kiss, her fingers threading through his beard briefly, before sliding her hand across his cheek and into his hair. She shifted in his lap quickly, straddling him, before he pulled away, breaking the kiss and turning his head slightly to blow out the remainder.

“Mmm…Well. We didn’t do that last time.” Netta said with a chuckle. Baze held her hip as he took another hit and mused at her lightly as she wrinkled her nose at him again. Chewing her lip, slightly, Netta pulled her hands from his hair and let them drift back under her shirt, fingering her bra clasp. Slipping the straps out from her sleeves and her arms through, she tugged the thin material out from under her shirt and tossed it away. Baze slid his hand from her hip, up her side and under her top, cupping her breast gently. Tousling her curls lightly first, she let her hand drop and slowly cover his hand beneath the material, watching him as he set the joint in an ashtray on the nightstand, then pull her closer to passionately slide his lips over hers, his tongue slipping through, demanding entrance into her mouth. With a light moan, she obeyed, her lips parting for him, and her hands sinking into his hair and tugging gently. Netta tilted her head back with a sigh as Baze’s lips traveled down her neck and his hands both pushing up her top, guiding her arms up so he could pull it over her head and off.

“Mm-God, I forgot how good you smell…” Baze murmured against her skin as he buried his face into her neck, then travelling down to her chest. Netta chuckled softly as she held his head while he laid soft, sweet kisses over the tops of her breasts. With a soft moan, she slid a hand into his hair and said, sweetly but teasingly, “Yeah? You missed me? Got addicted, huh?”

Baze chuckled softly, then gently bit at her breast before flipping her onto her back. Netta let out a soft squeak as she felt his teeth sink into her skin, then raised it to a light yelp as he flipped her. She giggled and clung to him, gazing up at him once she was beneath him. Her fingers found the collar of his shirt and gave it a tug, Baze quickly obliging and tearing it off before descending on her, smashing his lips against hers. Netta moaned into the kiss and hooked a leg around his hip as she kissed him back, sliding her hands over his back and shoulders, slowly drifting to his waistband. Breaking the kiss, Baze nipped at and sucked little marks into her neck, making Netta whimper and make other soft noises as he went. 

Panting softly, Netta’s lips found his ear and whispered softly, “Touch me, Baze. Now.”

He groaned into her neck as his hand quickly flew to her waistband and slipped beneath it, then stopped. Netta’s lips curved into a smile along the shell of his ear before he pulled away from her, looking down at her with darkened eyes as his voice became rougher when he said, “You naughty girl…No panties?”

“This is a fuck and duck, right? Why not make the process a little quicker?” Netta mused with a soft shoulder shrug. She smirked up at him, wrapping her fingers around the XX diamond necklace that hung around his neck, tugging him closer until his ear was at her lips again. Whispering with a little more coyness to her tone, she said, “So, you can either finger me or fuck me. You can do both. Pick one and do it. Now.”

As a wicked smirk crossed his face, Baze pushed his hand further, sliding over her mound and swirling his finger around her clit. Netta’s eyes fluttered closed and her fingers gripped at his arms, letting him push her legs open more to gain better access, as his hand shifted. His thumb now swiped up and down slowly over her clit while he sank his middle finger inside her, slowly pumping.

“Oh? Nothing smart to say now?” Baze purred in her ear. Netta pressed her temple against his as he continued to whisper in her ear. Casting a look down, seeing his hand shoved into her sweats and working between his thighs, she whimpered softly and turned to face him as she felt her orgasm building. Baze smirked before sliding his lips over hers, kissing her deep and slow as he worked his fingers inside her, pumping and rubbing until she broke the kiss with a soft cry, then melted into a mound of moans as he rode her through her climax, writhing in pleasure beneath him. As she came down, panting hard, she tugged his hand from her sweats and pushed him onto his back. Baze chuckled and watched her, putting a hand behind his head as her fingers slid along his waistband. 

“Let me hear you say something smart, now.” She teased as she slid his sweats and boxers down, wrapping her hand around his cock, pumping slowly. Baze hissed through his teeth, then moaned softly. Netta giggled lightly. “That’s what I thought.”

Before he could say anything back, he was rendered speechless as her lips descended over his tip as she took him into her mouth. Pulling his hand from behind his head, his fingers quickly wrapped around her curled and soft strands, tugging lightly as her head bobbed over his cock, her tongue licking and swirling around his head and then down his shaft. His hand sunk deeper into her hair, until he had her by the roots, his fingers curled right as she brought him to the edge of his climax. She pulled her mouth from his cock with a soft moan, swallowing hard before licking her lips as she gazed up at him with a coy smirk.

Looking down at her with a half dazed, half upset look, he said, “He-Hey. At least I let you come.”

Netta giggled and crawled up to him, pressing her bare breasts against his chest. She mused at him lightly and said, “Oh-mmm…I just figured you’d want to come in me…”

He laughed softly and said, “In your mouth or your pussy, baby, it’s in you.” Netta let out a loud laugh, Baze chuckling along with her, then she took his hands, guiding them to her waist.

As she got in his face, her lips sliding along his lightly, she said, “Will you shut the fuck up and take my pants off so you can fuck me?” She pressed her lips to his, kissing him deeply with a soft moan as he obeyed, quickly lifting her to tug her sweats off and toss them off the bed. As he gripped her waist to flip her on her back, Netta pushed him back down and smirked, shifting to sit on his hips, then sliding a hand down her body to reach between them, guiding his now hard cock to her entrance. 

“So demanding and controlling tonight, aren’t we?” Baze chuckled, sliding his hands over her thighs, then to her waist. Netta smirked and said, “I let you have control last time. Don’t get me wrong-It was beyond hot. But in the spirit of our compromising relationship…I figured you wouldn’t mind relinquishing to me for a minute.”

“Oh, honey. I do not mind. At all.” He half growled out, his eyes drifting down to where she held his cock, her fingers lightly stroking him. She giggled and shifted her hips, slowly siding down on his shaft, tilting her head back with a moan. Baze closed his eyes and pushed back into his pillow, his own moan slipping out. He looked up at her, his hands sliding up from her waist to cup both her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers, lightly. Netta moaned and covered his hands. Reaching out with her other hand, she pointed a lazy finger at the joint that still clung to life with a sad, little smoke trail. Baze chuckled and handed it to her, his hand trailing down her arm as she lifted it to her lips, taking a long drag. Handing it back to him, she waited until he had set it down to lean closer to him, sealing her lips to his and blowing the smoke into his mouth as she kissed him deep and slow.

As she began to move her hips, she leaned back with a moan and Baze groaned as he watched her face. Her mouth was slightly dropped open in pleasure, with her brows drawn together in a similar fashion. Her eyes were closed and her curls were tossed across her face, haphazardly. He smirked and sat up, wrapping an arm around her as his lips enclosed over a pretty, pink and perky nipple, his tongue playing with it, lightly, before he dragged it through his teeth. Netta gasped then moaned, her hand flying to the back of his head, cradling him as he suckled, then sucked a mark into the side of her breast. She slid her hands down his arms then to his chest, pushing him back onto the bed. She giggled as his eyes grew dark while he watched her, sliding her hands over her breasts before shoving one into her curls, planting the other on his chest as she shifted again, leaning forward to give her a better angle to bounce in his lap.

“Ohh-Ho..Ly fuck, Luna. Ohh, God.” Baze moaned, holding her waist as he shifted as well, moving with her hips to thrust in and out of her. Netta paused for a half second, caught off guard by the name he used, but let it pass as his hands slid up her sides. Netta tilted her head back with a moan, dragging her nails along his chest, lightly, before finding his hands in the air and catching them, lacing their fingers together. As Netta desperately tried to move her hips faster, Baze caught on as she began to squeeze his hands a little harder. Pulling his hands from hers, he took her waist and rolled her onto her back, pinning her to his mattress as he readjusted himself then began to thrust in and out of her faster.

“Oh-B-Baze. Fuck, fuck, yes-Oh!-Yes, p-please-” Netta squeaked out as she rolled her head from side to side, her hands clawing at his arms as he kept her waist pinned down and a leg, bent and tucked under his arm. Baze released her leg, sliding his hand to her jaw and turning her face to him. Netta’s eyes snapped open in time to see him toss his hair back with a groan, then look back down at her with a lustful look. He saw her own eyes grow dark after seeing him towering over her as he tunneled his cock inside her.

“Yes? Please? Please, what, Luna? Use your words, dove.” Baze growled out softly at her, his hand lightly gripping her jaw as he slowed his pace, making her hips squirm and roll faster as she tried to build her orgasm back up again.

“Plea-Please, please, Daddy, let me come.” Netta purred at him, her breath hitching as she felt him slip a little deeper inside her for a brief moment. Baze raised an eyebrow and smirked at her, giving her a small nod to continue as his thumb slid over her lower lip, gently forcing her mouth open for him. She let her mouth drop open, letting her lips part slowly before allowing Baze to guide her chin lower. She gave him a sweet moan, his name tumbling from her lips softly as he sped up his thrusts again. “Oh!-Wait, please-” She tugged at his arm until he bent closer to her and she could whisper in his ear, “Baze, whatever the fuck you did before-Do it again. I want to come with your cock deep inside me. Please, Baze.”

Baze groaned and slid his hand from her jaw, closing it around her neck for a moment before bracing it beside her head. She felt his hand squeeze tighter on her hip as he began to grunt softly, trying to shift his cock deeper inside her. With each thrust, Netta let out a gasp or moan or some other sweet noise that she made in his ear, spurring him on until he finally sunk his teeth into her shoulder and thrust harder and faster until the pleasure that tingled so sweetly in his balls finally spilled out. Netta cried out his name softly as her own climax hit her. She clung to him, fingers buried deep in his hair, the other hand digging her nails into his shoulder. Her nails were sharper, so when she dug too far, he released her shoulder and turned to tug her hand away, pinning it above her as his thrusts slowed to a stop while he rode them both through their orgasms. Netta arched against him with a series of soft moans, whimpering as her waves of pleasure ebbed away. Finally she let out a soft gasp and went limp beneath him.

With a soft, breathy chuckle, Baze kissed along her neck before collapsing on the bed behind her, snaking an arm under her neck, leaving one draped across her waist. Netta giggled and sighed, biting her lip as she felt her clit still pulsing with lingering pleasure. As her hands slid over her body slowly, gathering her senses still, Baze slid his hands over her arms, catching her hands as he nuzzled her hair, lightly, with a small smirk. Netta sighed, contently, as she slowly opened her eyes and watched his fingers dance and play with hers before he curled both their arms around her, pulling her back against him. Netta giggled and turned her head toward Baze, meeting his lips with a slow kiss.

“We still have another 55 minutes…” Baze teased. They both broke into laughter and she rolled away from him, still laughing.

~

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Kelly raised his arm into the air, creating a large motion as Jaden inched by you, his sweaty hand squeezing yours. “JADEN HOSSLER, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!” He yells at the top of his lungs, Jaden breezed onto the stage and jumped on top of one of the larger speakers– his calloused hands reaching down to touch the awaiting, grasping hands of the girls below. Kells keeps a firm grip on Jaden’s belt loop, ensuring Jaden keeps his rigid footing on the speaker. 

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  Kelly raised his arm into the air, creating a large motion as Jaden inched by you, his sweaty hand squeezing yours. “JADEN HOSSLER, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!” He yells at the top of his lungs, Jaden breezed onto the stage and jumped on top of one of the larger speakers– his calloused hands reaching down to touch the awaiting, grasping hands of the girls below. Kells keeps a firm grip on Jaden’s belt loop, ensuring Jaden keeps his rigid footing on the speaker. 

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Ours | Chapter 15

Colson x Presley (Original Female Character)

Synopsis: Presley and Colson fell in love accidentally, but they were meant to be. Now that all the obstacles have been removed, they're moving in together in LA. Now, they have all the time in the world for Colson to teach Presley all of the things he knows. This fic is the sequel to Mine, which can be found in my masterlist!

Warnings/Content: Mentions of suicide, mentions of pills, sad Colson, swearing, emotional reunions, the downfall of MF, smut (18+), makeup sex, lovemaking

Thank you so much for all the support on the last few chapters. I know the angst is heavy and it's not going away just yet. But I wanted to include some smut to break up all the sadness. Hope y'all enjoy!

Colson

The sleeping pills helped me to fall asleep, but they didn’t help me stay asleep.

I’m not sure what time it is because I haven’t picked up my phone or glanced at the clock on the wall. Instead, I’m lying on my side looking out the window. All I can see are buildings, a corporate wasteland. It’s a dreary day, clouds threatening to rain but not quite letting it go yet. 

I’m so fucking thankful for Cash. I’m so glad he stopped me from going through with it. I will forever be grateful for the fact that I wasn’t able to kill myself. I can’t believe I was even thinking of it. But at the same time, everything feels so fucking destitute. The world still believes I’m an abuser. I pushed the person I love the most away. I’m in the hospital because my mental health hit a scary low. I’m glad I’m alive, but I’m not sure how I’m supposed to pull myself out of this.

“Mr. Baker?” The voice is soft and I roll over to see who it is. It’s Dr. Schultz, standing in my doorway. She smiles softly. “May I come in?”

“Sure,” I croak, slowly moving to a sitting position.

“Did you get some sleep?” she asks, coming over and having a seat beside my bed. 

I shrug weakly. “A little,” I admit.

“You’re going through a lot,” she remarks. “It’s understandable to struggle.”

I nod, averting my eyes. God, I don’t want to cry again. I never fucking cry, but I’ve cried so much the past few days. Hell, the past month. 

“It’s 7:00,” Dr. Schultz says. “Your brother in law is here. We are ready to discharge you if you’re ready.” 

I blink and glance at her. “Just him?” I ask.

“As far as I know, yes,” Dr. Schultz says with a nod. “Are you comfortable going home? We have options. There are treatment facilities–”

“I’m ready,” I say. What I’m not ready for is a treatment facility. I need to be home with my wife. But I’m not sure she’s even coming home. 

I’m discharged fairly quickly and Dr. Schultz walks me out the side door. She gives me her direct receptionist’s number and tells me to call her if I ever need anything. I thank the doctor and she gives me a hug. I’m surprised by the gesture but it makes me feel better. 

Cash is standing against his car and he straightens when he sees me. As the doctor goes back inside, I approach Cash who throws his arms around me. “You okay, brother?” he asks.

“I’m alright,” I sigh. “Cash…”

“Let’s get you home,” Cash says. “We can talk in the car.” I nod and climb into the passenger’s seat. Cash drives away from the hospital and we’re both quiet for a few minutes.

“Cash,” I say again. “You should know that I’m not…I’m not a risk.”

“Okay,” Cash says quietly, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I can’t believe I ever had those thoughts in my head,” I confess. “It’s not what I want. Okay? I want to be alive. Things just got…”

“Heavy?”

“Yeah.” I nod. “Heavy.”

“That’s okay,” Cash says quietly. “You’re not alone, man. Everything’s going to be okay.”

I’m not sure how he could possibly know that. Nothing has changed. Megan is still a lying bitch and the world still hates me. We’re quiet the rest of the drive.

I have my eyes closed as we pull up to the house and I trudge behind Cash up to my door. I type in the passcode and the door swings open. I take one step inside before I realize we’re not alone. I look up to see everyone waiting for me. Everyone. Liv, Ash, Slim, Baze, Rook. 

And Presley. 

My knees almost buckle but I keep it together. Presley is here. And she’s so fucking beautiful, even without makeup, her eyes swollen from crying. Her face is a map of emotion when I look at her: sadness, guilt, love. I want so badly to scoop her into my arms but I don’t know what to do quite yet. “Hi,” I croak.

The others greet me, and the longer I study them, realization creeps in. Why do they all look so…serene? Almost…proud? “What’s going on?” I ask.

“It’s over,” Ashleigh says. “That’s what’s going on.”

I scratch the back of my neck, cocking my head in confusion. “What’s over?”

“Megan’s career. Her reputation,” Rook says, eyes flashing with a combination of indignation and pride. 

“Presley got proof,” Ashleigh says, and my eyes flick over to my wife. She looks small somehow, standing there with her arms crossed protectively over her chest.

“Proof?” I ask, brow furrowing. Presley nods, but she stays quiet. 

“Your girl went into the fuckin’ lion’s den,” Slim says, wrapping an arm around Presley’s shoulders. “She went to Megan’s, got her to confess, and recorded her confession.”

“Your girl is a fucking badass,” Baze says with a grin. 

“We all posted the confession on Instagram,” Slim continues. “Within twenty minutes, Megan’s reputation was fucking ruined.”

I blink, shaking my head. “I don’t understand…”

“Your name is cleared, baby,” Presley says. The use of the pet name startles me, fills my chest with hope.

I stare at them all, bewildered. “Really?” I ask, scared to hope but doing it anyway. Could it really be over?

“Our posts have been shared hundreds of thousands of times,” Slim says. “Everyone fucking hates Megan now.”

“She even confessed to hitting you,” Rook says. “Now you guys have a great case for defamation.”

My hands tremble and I look at each of them, trying to comprehend what’s going on. “It’s…over?” I ask. “You swear?”

Presley takes a tentative step forward. She looks timid and it breaks my heart. She nods. “It’s over, Cols.”

There’s a moment of silence, stillness. And then, at once, it’s like we all come to life. At the same time, Presley and I lunge for each other and her limbs wrap around me so tightly it’s almost hard to breathe. I cling to her and breathe in her scent, shaky with emotion. Relief is the strongest one. The others hug too, laughing and celebrating. 

I can’t believe I almost missed this. I almost gave up, and then Megan really would’ve won. But she lost. She fucking lost. There’s no coming back from this. I laugh against Presley’s neck even as tears fill my eyes. I never, ever want to put her down. My girl, my hero. 

“I can’t fucking believe you went to her house,” I say.

She pulls back from the hug but stays in my arms. Her green eyes are watery and she gives me a wobbly smile. “Anything for you.” I secure one arm under her butt and cup her cheek, pulling her in for a hard kiss. Our tears mingle on our faces but I don’t care. It’s the most perfect kiss I’ve ever felt. 

We kiss for a few minutes, both of us crying and laughing at the same time. “I’m so sorry I left,” Presley whimpers into my mouth. It’s then that I realize it’s gone quiet around us. I turn around in time to see Cash closing the door, leaving us alone in our foyer. As much as I’m thankful for everyone, all I want is to be alone with Presley right now. 

We don’t even make it to the couch. I sink onto the floor right where we are, Presley still wrapped around me. She cups my face, then lets her fingers wander across my cheekbones, my forehead, through my hair. Her eyes map out my face, almost rememorizing it. I can’t believe I almost left her behind. God. 

I cup her face and kiss her hard. She makes a soft sound in response, her hands pressing to my cheeks as she kisses me back. I’m desperate for a shower and some food, and I need to get some sleep, but I don’t care about any of that right now. All I care about is my girl in my lap, kissing me because I’m still alive. We’re both here, together, and we’re going to be okay. All the bullshit is over. We’re so much stronger than Megan’s vindication could ever be. 

I break the kiss and Presley looks confused, her perfect brows knitting together, but then I lift her – my – hoodie over her head. My eyes widen slightly as I toss the garment aside. My wife isn’t wearing a damn thing under that hoodie. I swallow hard and bring my eyes back up to hers. Her eyes are a little darker, but she still looks…shy. Scared. 

But then, she peels off my shirt and lets her hands slide down over my chest. Neither of us says a word. We’re communicating solely through touch. The way we’ve always been able to. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her in so she’s flush against me, her nipples pressing into my chest. We moan softly together and then I knit my fingers into her hair and kiss her.

The kiss is so overwhelming it almost makes me want to cry again. I always feel Presley’s love through her kisses but this is different. She devours me, trying to get as close as possible, and I cling to her like a port in a storm. My girl. Back with me. Kissing me, half-naked on my lap. 

I grip her hips and shove them backwards, which silently communicates what I’m asking for. She stands up and drops her sweats and panties in one go. As I watch her, I slip out of my own sweats and boxers, shoving them aside. Pres settles in my lap again and I grip her hips, pulling her close. We both gasp huskily when my tip bumps against her. It’s been so fucking long since we’ve done this and I know neither of us is going to last very long.

“Pres,” I say, finally finding my voice. “Baby. Is this okay?”

“Shhh, Col,” Presley says, her lips pressed against mine. I moan at the feeling of her plump lips and kiss her again, sucking on her bottom lip. With that, her hand finds my cock and positions it at her entrance. I hold my breath as she sinks down slowly, watching as she winces. I know I’m big and she needs time to adjust on a normal day, let alone when we haven’t had sex in right around a month. 

She starts to lift her hips but I grip them sternly and meet her eyes. Her eyes flicker with a question. “Relax,” I say gruffly. “Don’t hurt yourself. Got time.”

Presley whimpers and her eyes fill with tears. I get it. I’m equally as desperate, but I want this to be good for her, and if she pushes herself too fast, she’ll just end up sore and uncomfortable. “C’mere,” I whisper, pulling her face to mine. We press our foreheads together and I wait for her breathing to slow, to become less shaky. 

Jade eyes flick to mine and my breath catches in my throat. “Now?” she whimpers, and she sounds so wrecked that I just want to make all her fears and sadness disappear. 

I swallow hard and nod. “Yeah, baby.” With my permission, Presley’s head tips back and she lifts up before sliding back down. The sensation of her tight, wet pussy wrapped around my dick makes me lightheaded. God, I can’t believe we went so long without this. I feel guilty, but I can’t focus on anything other than feeling fucking euphoric when Presley speeds up her movements. 

“Colson,” she sobs, and my hands find her ass, soft and thick beneath my fingers. I grip her tightly and start to meet her thrusts, bucking my hips up. Presley cries out in ecstasy, and we’ve barely gotten started but she’s already pulsing around me. 

“Pres,” I grit out. “Let go, my love. Let go.”

And she does.

Presley falls to pieces in my lap. Her pussy squeezes my dick like a vise and then gushes around me as her long, black nails dig into my shoulders. Her back arches hard, pushing her breasts up, and I watch as her nipples harden and goosebumps cover her skin. The wail that leaves her lips is pained and desperate, but I know it’s because the pleasure is all-encompassing. I watch my wife fall apart in total awe of her beauty. I can’t believe she’s mine and I can’t believe I almost lost her. 

As soon as she starts to fall from her peak, I pull her into me and kiss her hard. I whine low in my throat as my balls tighten and my cock jerks. Presley intentionally tightens around me and I curse, gripping her asscheeks so hard they’re bound to have marks on them when we’re done. As my wife bites down on my bottom lip, I erupt inside of her, and I don’t need to see it to know how much cum I’m filling her with. I come so hard it hurts, my entire body rigid and shaking, and at the same time, Presley and I relax.

She slumps over me, draping her arms loosely around my neck as our hearts pound wildly against each other’s. My ears are ringing so it takes me a second to realize Presley is talking to me, her voice a timid whisper. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Her words make my heart squeeze and I frown, holding her tighter.

“Pres, no,” I soothe. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

“I left.”

“Shhh.” I rub her back, taking my time to feel her soft skin. “You’re okay. We’re okay, baby.”

Presley starts to cry and it breaks me. Just when I thought I had no tears left, my eyes start to sting. Presley’s cries are broken and so fucking sad and I would do anything to take her pain away. 

“Presley,” I say, voice rough with emotion. “Just be here with me. Please?” My voice is desperate, pleading. I just need us to be okay, just for a few minutes. 

She nods and sniffles, and after a few moments, her cries fade. I pull her so we’re lying down, my cock still buried inside of her. Neither of us wants to separate, and not even for sexual reasons. We’ve been disconnected for so long that if I weren’t physically inside her, we wouldn’t be close enough. We caress everywhere we can reach. My hands wander her back, her arms, over her ass and onto her thigh. Her hands trace over my facial features, down my chest, my back. She’s warm and soft and perfect and mine, and all at once, I’m at peace. After a month of panic and horror and misery, I can finally rest. And without intending to do so right here on the foyer floor, I do.

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plot:you and colson argue backstage

pairings: yn x colson

warnings/tags: aggressive colson!,dom colson,choking,smut,riding,,small nipple play

You were walking backstage,trying to find Colson. You've been his assistant for a while but you didn't really get along,you were only really in it for the money and the occasional sex you guys had after fighting. You walked to the back,finding him on the couch in sweats and no shirt. He was on his phone,clearly not getting ready for the show. "Yo." You said,snapping in his face. "What?" He asked,not looking up from his phone.

"Maybe get ready for your show that starts in an hour?" You said. He nodded,waving you away, "yup,I will soon." He said. You grabbed his phone,putting it in your pocket. "Up. Your clothes are in your dressing room." You said. He looked up at you,his expression changing to annoyed. "Yo,what the fuck? Give me my phone back." He said. "No,Colson.Go get ready." You told him. You knew he hated when you called him Colson instead of Kells.He got up,standing over you.

"The fuck you call me?" He asked. "Your name. Now go get dressed." You repeated. He grabbed the belt loops on your jeans,pushing you against the wall. He pressed his body against yours,his face resting in the crook of your neck. "Boss me around one more time I swear." He said. "Oh you know you would never lay a hand on me." You said. "You're right,I wouldn't. But I will fuck some sense into you." He responded.

He put his hand on your chin,forcing you to look up at him.He lifted his head up,looking you in your eyes. He pressed his forehead against yours,slipping his tongue into your mouth and kissing you. He wrapped his arm around your waist mid kiss. He pulled away,looking at you pushed against the wall. He tugged on your shirt,his hand touching your bare stomach.

"Kells why are you teasing? I know you want me." You teased. "Don't be a brat." He responded. "Yeah? Make me stop." You said. He pulled you by your hips,kissing you again. He pushed you on the couch,crawling on top of you. "Do I still need to shut you up?" He asked,a hand going to your neck. He pressed his finger down on your throat,moving it in circles. You nodded as he sat you up and moved you onto his lap. He pulled your skirt down and you rubbed your clothed bodies together.

You pulled your sweater off,you weren't wearing a bra so he immediately got a view of your bare chest. He rubbed his fingers in circles on your nipples,a yelp coming from you. "Colson I know you just want this to happen."

You whispered in his ear.

"Yeah? You ready to show me you regret bossing me around? You gonna ride me?" He asked. "Mhmm." You responded. He pushed his jeans down to his knees and pulled his boxers down. He lifted you up slightly,pulling down your underwear then putting you back on his lap. He put his hands on your waist as you felt him inside you. he bounced you up and down,keeping a tight grip on your body. "Kells." You moaned.

Your bodies rubbed together as you bounced faster.You rolled your hips,forcing him deeper, "Oh fuck." He moaned. Your head fell forward,resting on his chest. You felt him twitch,his dick repeatedly hitting your clit. "Oh my god." Your moans were getting louder,but Colson never cared if anyone heard you. Honestly,he actually preferred it,it added more of a thrill to it. His hand trailed down to your chest,cupping one of your boobs. "You ride me so good." He said,his head falling slightly back.

You watched as his facial expressions changed to pleasured,causing your breath to get faster as you soaked in his expressions. He grabbed a handful of your hair,pulling you towards his chest. "Look at me." He demanded. You did,your eyes fluttering. He grabbed your face with one hand,keeping it in place. You looked into his eyes,his eyes trying to shut themselves as your movements sped up.

He gripped your wrists,squeezing as his eyes shut. “Shit. Go faster.” He said. You listened,your hips rolling faster and faster. His hands went back to your waist,holding you in place. His breath got heavier,a row of sweat appearing on his forehead. You were both running out of breath. He pushed his whole length in,a louder moan coming from both of you at the same time. “God,i’m gonna cum y/n you’re doing so good.” He said.

Your eyes rolled back,feeling him touch your g spot as he came inside of you. You released,twitching around him. He pulled out slowly as you laid down on top of him. “I’m out of breath.” You complained. “Yeah? I’m just that good?” He responded,laughing slightly. “Oh shut up,your ego is too high.” You said,hitting his chest playfully. He wrapped his arms around your chest,looking up into your eyes. “You gonna listen to me and get ready now that you proved your point? You still got a show to do.” You said. He nodded, “Yes ma’am.”

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Machine Gun Kelly

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[apolloanddaphnis]

Liz and Billy

Synopsis: Minka Farrah is the screen siren of the Art side of Hollywood's. David Lynch's new muse, inspires designers the new Elizabeth Taylor. Despite her appearance, she's always there for her friends. Megan's one of her best, but it turns out Megan isn't the only one who needs a shoulder to cry on, her fiancé Colson Baker, known to the world as the notorious Machine Gun Kelly, needs a shoulder too, and what a lovely sweet smelling, empathetic shoulder it is.

Going to be a Colson x OC fic.

It's going to be an explicit fic.

Warnings for first chapter: Not proofread, mentions of suicide attempts, mental health mentions.

I. Giant

♡♡Minka's POV ♡♡

Megan wasn't doing good.

We've been friends since we met on the set of my film Poison. We bonded over our love for music and she was easy and fun to be around, after that we started spending as much time as we could together and texted everyday, when we weren't filming on location she made herself an unofficial resident at my French revival on Ridgedale drive. Claiming I give the best sleepovers.

The harlot loves stealing my makeup too, Claiming I have so much makeup like a department store I wouldn't notice it missing. I let her, it's not as if I couldn't easily replace it.

I was the only person she told absolutely everything to, perhaps that's why I never corrected her when she would irk me.

Pour example, when she bugs me about why I don't get down there surgery, or after my mother who was my best friend died how I didn't find her warm enough, she has a habit of dealing with tragedy in a way Jack Frost would; Too much silence, almost like she's watching a car crash. And let's not forget that every time I desired to come out to everyone about being a transwoman, she discouraged it because my career is far too successful. Which in my good opinion is precisely why I should, I owe it to my fans to every child or adult who feels trapped inside a body that doesn't belong to them.

I well ignored her well-intentioned advice and came out anyway, while I was a judge on RuPaul's Drag Race. The media lost it people lost it, many angry men who harbored illicit fantasies of me were outraged and women claimed I was far too pretty to be a man. The news beautifully purged me of my ignorant fans, the loyal and open minded remained, and my film career didn't hurt too terribly because I was already in a more artistic genre, people would say I'm the Elizabeth Taylor of Isabella Rosselini, a Bettie Page sort of Isabelle Adjani.

When backlash arrived, Megan lovingly pointed out it was expected because of how people are, I didn't need that. She's not like Anya, who is my warmer friend.

It can't be helped, it's just her nature, she has never dealt with emotions and high stressed situations well, I can accept that.

Despite that, whenever something particularly irks or disturbs her good moods, I'm the first person she calls, and like a dutiful friend I drop it all to run to her beck and call.

She's been starting to see the rapping singer Machine Gun Kelly, the gorgeously painted tower of a man. I never listened to his music and as a fan of Motley Crüe I found The Dirt inaccurate and ridiculous. But he did a very good job as Tommy Lee. I'll admit that.

Megan is mad about Colson, that's his name. She's peanuts and almonds about him, I think it mainly has to do with how apparently skilled he is between the sheets which I can definitely see. But, unfortunately Colson like many artists, suffer from mental health issues, and Meg darling little Nutmeg is not the best with that especially as someone so beautifully intense and tragic as Mr. Baker.

Pete and I have talked about this, my best friend, my absolute beloved, who is actually Colson's beloved best friend as well. So funny that the rapper and I have only met once at Pete's birthday party. He stared at me for a rather long time before offering me a cigarette, I asked if they were French and he laughed before some girl took him away. And that was that, I was called away to Budapest for that Polanski movie.

But Megan has been telling me her forever love has been incredibly paranoid, and blaming her for not being there enough. She was thoroughly upset, and this morning she called me at 5, she couldn't sleep. She told me they fought all through the night and she was glad Casie was at her mother's. I bit back asking about her boys who she spends less and less time with these days. I climbed out of my big, comfy bed away from my canine kinder and American Sable. "Boys, we're going to Auntie Meg's a little early this morning." I Yawned, removing my silk sleeping mask and headscarf. This wasn't the first time I woke up at this time of course, but I savored my days off.

I tie on my vintage circa 1980 Victoria's Secret robe and slip on my satin rabbit shaped slippers before turning on the light on my side table.

I opened the curtains of my French doors that opened up to my bedroom balcony before inhaling the sweet air of the rose hour, and walked through the connecting door to my hardly humble and spacious master bath. No time for luxuriating in my jacuzzi tub, it's a shower today. I rubbed my eyed and messily pinned up what I could of my raven bob, pushing it back by a satin headband and capped it before slipping off my robe and entering my four person shower for one.

The heat was high and delicious and I had to remind myself that this was to be quick, Chanel facial care was my friend and aveeno's oat shower oil and doves macadamia nut body polish were the lovers that kissed my skin.

Once my duties were done I shut off the well pressured shower and dried off with my egyptian cotton towels from the warmer. I rubbed on my toner, serum, essence, moisturizer, spf, eye cream and lip care. I massaged my aveeno baby lotion on and brushed my hair down brushing in the L'Oreal mythic oil, and washed my hands with L'Occitane before moisturizing my hands with their hand cream. I quickly brushed and water flossed my teeth and for makeup it was very basic for my usual, just L'Oreal serum foundation, reddish sweetbriar and rose oil comfort lip oil by Clarins, and Lancome mascara to accentuate my violet-blue eyes a little.

I neglected my underwear today and pulled on my black, v-dipped spandex shorts, and pulled on my white polo halter, backless cropped top that says Los Angeles in black old English text on my right breast. I perfumed my pulse points with eau fraiche by Chanel before rushing to slip on my black 90s slip on sandal wedges.

I washed my chiweenie and skunks faces and leashed them up, before grabbing my Coach black tabby and 90s Prada sunglasses.

I locked up the house and called my driver Kaiden. In record time he pulled up in my black Rolls Royce that I was still too afraid to drive. I'm afraid of driving, yes, and I know it's ridiculous but I can't help the irrational fear. "Morning Kaiden, I hope you had enough sleep."

Kaiden is an ex user. I was at the Beverly Center one day and I saw this hungry young man who happened to be homeless, it upset me so much. I can't stand seeing people on the street and there's so many, so I asked him if he could drive and he said yes, and I asked him how would he like to drive luxury cars for a living. I set him up in a luxury apartment on la brea, got him medical and dental and mental health care all holistic, a signing bonus. The rest is history, Kaiden is like family and he likes to act as my bodyguard as well even though I do have one, Jack. He's protective of me, forever grateful. I look after him, make sure he goes to his therapy sessions and I cook for him and take care of his laundry. I've got a soft spot for the twenty four year old.

"I did, did you?"

"Yes I was a good girl, no parties last night, got my full eight hours father." I teased. "Have you eaten yet?"

"No mother." He teased right back.

I smiled. "I'm going to make breakfast at Meg's, she won't mind you joining, how does that sound?"

"Like I'd ever turn down your food."

"Don't make me blush."

It takes about forty minutes for me to get to Meg's new Encino mans with her rakish knight.

Kaiden parks and takes my skunk, Nikki, as I carry Vince, my chiweenie. I text her that I'm here with Kaiden and she tells me to go around back to not wake Colson.

We do as we're told and Meg is there waiting for us in her pajamas that consist of booty lounge shorts, UGG slippers, a t- shirt that obviously belonged to Colson, and her ebony hair up in a messy bun. "Hi beautiful." I whispered softly before pulling her into a hug and kissed her cheek that was warm from sleep.

"I'm so glad to see you, babe." She said softly as she squeezed me. She waved to Kaiden and slid the backdoor back to let us in.

I set Vince down who followed Kaiden and Nikki, my inked driver knew the routine and headed to the den to give Meg and I privacy.

I slipped off my sandals and followed Meg into the kitchen. I went to the coffee station to start that. I got her and Colson a Nespresso machine and milk frother with many capsules for a housewarming gift.

I put in the rich chocolate capsule that was known for its creamy and chocolate notes, and poured oat milk creamer into the frother. "Okay, I want your guts on the table." I said to her with a smile.

She sighed and slumped her body onto the island. "I can't even like…Mink…" she said my nickname with such exhaustion.

I went over to her and gently rubbed her back aside and pushed a random object off the counter. I love Meg but she's kind of a slob, but a very cute slob. "Deep breaths, like you're using a straw." I encouraged softly.

She did the breathing exercise I taught her and l went to grab three mugs and filled them with coffee, cream, and sugar. I gave her a mug and kissed her head. "Sip some of this and prepare to let It all out, I'll be right back." I left her briefly to give Kaiden his coffee, he and the fur boys were laying on the couch. I then returned to an exhausted Megan sipping her coffee. I took my mug and sat beside her. "Okay, let it out, it's just me."

She teared up as she nursed the glass mug. "It's so fucking hard sometimes, Mink." She whispered. "I can handle it I can but…I mean I'm fucking human, I can handle shit like remember I told you about the accident with Brian."

Brian was her ex husband, only knew him from playing David Silver on Beverly Hills 90210, and he's the father of her boys. They went through a lot together between his ex, being victims of the Bling Ring, and his car accident that had him partially paralyzed for a while and not to mention her affair with Shia LaBeouf. She's right, she can handle a lot.

"But," She continued. "It's fucking insane when you get called up at work from your fiancée, and he fucking tells you you're not there…" her eyes are watery and her voice starts to break.. "And talking crazy shit like somebody's after him, a-and he has a goddamn gun in his mouth!" She whispered hysterically before crying on my shoulder.

I felt my throat run dry, my tongue heavy, I set my mug down and pulled her into a hug as she wailed. Colson tried to kill himself? When was this? He must be in some awful pain to feel like he needed such an awful way out. I took a deep breath to push my own floodgates back, because it's not about me. "He was using at the time, he stopped since then, but I can't get that out of my head, Minka. I fucking can't. Why the hell would he do that to me? And I have been there for him I'm always there, I'm starting to think he wants me to stop my career and keep me in this fucking house!"

My blood ran cold, no wasn't the time for Megan to make it about herself. She Knew what she signed up for with Colson, he trusted her enough to be vulnerable with her. I took a deep breath. "Meg, I'm going to run you a bath, relax, listen to a true crime podcast and I'll make you breakfast okay? and try to clean this place up." The sink was full of dishes.

She let out a shaky breath of relief before hugging me tight. "Bitch, I swear to God I don't know how I got along without you before."

I wiped her eyes. "Please, I'm just nosy." I took her mostly empty coffee and put it in the sink before we both crept upstairs. The bathroom was chaotic and I ended up doing a quick cleaning and made a mental note to have Petra order them that new kItty litter I saw on TV with the cat goddess. I found some Lush bath bombs and put them in the big, hot jacuzzi tub, poured Laura Mercier in and lit some candles. I had Alexa put on some true crime and had the towels set up in the warmer.

Once Meg was situated, I crept back down to the kitchen. I had music on low and gathered ingredients from the fridge and pantry. From scratch I made Russian, honey poppy seed roll, croque Madame sandwich, and fruit salad. I made orange juice from scratch and added turmeric-ginger shots. I was cleaning the kitchen with the vigorous intention of making it spotless, dancing to 'Giant' by The The, swaying my hips when a familiar voice breaks into the scene. "Am I interrupting something?"

I stopped abruptly holding the broom, and spun around to see none other than all 6'4 of freshly awakened Colson Baker. He looked Michelin level delicious in boxers that hung low on his hips and absolutely nothing else.

His cobalt blue eyes weren't looking at her, they were staring. They traveled down her body making her feel self conscious. Like most people, she's attracted to him, he has that typical Taurus beauty that has you hypnotized. No one would ever guess from her vintage, art house style but, the entire punk rock and tatted I just got on parole for good behavior look is her absolute favorite.

"I just made some breakfast, Meg's in a bath, would you like some coffee?"

He sucked his lip in before giving me another once over. "Yeah, have you seen my lighter? Shit it looks clean in here."

"I have and no, you're not smoking right now." I said as I handed him his coffee.

He smirked and sat down at the island with his mug. "Okay ma." He moaned as he sipped the coffee. "Damn I love this shit, even though it gives me the shits."

I smiled. "Everything gives you the shits because you're taurus, you guys have issues." I teased as I made his plate. Megan is the same, the beautiful actress is quite gassy.

"Meg told me you know a lot about astrology."

I set his plate down, and a glass of the juice I made. "My mother was into it, her great grandmother was a gypsy from Krakow."

"That's bomb, was she psychic?"

I gave him a secretive smile. "I'll be back." I had Kaidens plate and bowls for all the animals in the house. After making sure everyone got their food, except for Megan because she's still in the bath, I grabbed my plate and joined Colson, who was inhaling his plate. "Fuck, this is so what I needed. You can cook, you know that?"

I don't know why I liked hearing his approval, he's just one of those people you always want to impress perhaps. "Glad you like it, I love cooking, I believe a good meal can fix just about anything."

"Well maybe if you hosted Thanksgiving this year, it'll fix how fucked up I am." He finished his sandwich looking like he wanted to say something. "She told you, didn't she?"

I didn't respond, which answered his question. "Did you come here to check up on her? And chew me out?" He had a defensive tone, used to people yelling at him to get his shit together no doubt.

"Truthfully, I wanted to make sure you were okay. Colson…I know we hardly know each other, but I worry about you. And you don't need a lecture you need…" he needs someone to understand him, he needs comfort, he needs everything Megan isn't giving him right now. But I didn't say that. "A few good meals." I finished.

His eyes were on me as his teeth tore into the poppy seed roll. My eyes admired him, he's so beautiful, the way he was put together was perfect. How could someone so beautiful be so broken? I didn't want to give him the you're not alone spiel, but he isn't. He's a true artist, he feels more than the average person and has gone through so much, being proven again and again he's no one's priority. He just wants to feel that he matters that his demons are wrong. He doesn't need to be told how to deal with his mental health.

Anything Anything by Dramarama played on my Spotify, he perked up before bobbing his head to the moody yet bouncy rock music. "Yo, I felt that before. I like these lyrics."

"Yeah me too, I love music like this, that makes you feel so raw."

I sang along but stopped as Colson stared at me wide-eyed. "Sorry, I know I'm not good." I said sheepishly.

"No! No, you actually have a very beautiful voice. Why didn't you ever do anything with it?"

I could feel my skin heat up. "I…acting is more of my calling and I thought my voice sounded too squeaky to be any good."

"Well, you can do both, it's done everyday. "

I smiled as I finished up my meal. "After you're done I'll clean up and get out of your hair, Meg's plate is in the microwave okay?"

"Nah you can stick around, kinda having a calming effect on the house. Like human sage." He smiled.

My heart raced and I couldn't help but return his effortlessly pretty smile.

He spoke again due to me not answering. "If you're not busy, I know you got a lot going on."

I took out my phone to text my manager. "We're good, I pushed it back."

His eyes lit up. "Cool, you play Mario Kart?"

"Never have." I don't play video games but for Colson, I will. "I guess you'll have to teach me."

"You're so…"

I bit my lip. "What?"

"You're like someone went back in time and brought you here, it's cool."

I laughed. "Thank you, I suppose."

"Hey, for real though, where's my lighter? I was a good boy and ate my food."

"More like inhaled it." I teased before going to a drawer and pulling it out and handing it to him, our fingertips brushed and I swore I felt an electric jolt. How strange. Our eyes met and I laughed before gently stroking his nail. "I need to give you a manicure, your paint is chipped." I took his hand and pressed a chaste kiss to it. I was always affectionate to all of my friends, kisses and hugs, they always teased me that despite looking like a child I behave like I'm someone's aunt that hasn't seen them in a while.

Colson must have not liked it because he stared at me like I grew two heads. I got up from the table and took his empty dishes. "I'm sorry, I forget not everyone likes to be touched."

"No, I– it's cool, I…liked it. It's just, unless it's someone I'm with, I'm not used to being touched."

"Maybe you're platonically touch-starved." I suggested as I loaded the dishwasher.

"Maybe you could help me satiate that."

A shiver ran up my spine at him saying satiate and it shouldn't have. He doesn't need more people who lust after him or want him. He needs someone to care just to care and not to gain.

"I was in a mental hospital for six months." I said suddenly as I started the dishwasher.

It was quiet for a moment and my heart was racing because Maybe I said the wrong thing.

"Minka…you don't have to say anything…" His voice was soft and tender.

"I want to, I want you to, to…I'm not just blowing smoke up your ass when I said I understand. I'm not just placating and patronizing you to make myself feel better 'helping' or to say I tried." I took a deep breath and turned around to face him, my back against the counter. His eyes wandered over my image again. "Colson, I was bullied so badly and I didn't know what I was…it was all so confusing, so awful…I didn't react too well…I don't know what I hated more, the hospital or school. My mom couldn't handle me being away that long and took me back home. I'm glad she did. She made it a little easier and less confusing…I don't know what I'd do without her." The last word turned into a frightened whisper. "I lost her almost two years ago and…it hasn't been easy, I feel so empty. I know it was awful for you when you lost your father Colson, even if he wasn't the father he should have been." A cold tear slipped down my cheek and I closed my eyes and turned away. I took a drying towel and dabbed my eyes carefully. I checked my reflection in a dish and turned back around To face him. He stared again, always staring.

"Minka…I'm so…sorry." His pretty powder blue eyes teared up.

I quickly made my way over to him and gently took his hands. "Goodness, you're tall." I put on a good smile. ''Don't you dare feel bad for me, and besides we're not making this about me. I just want you to know you can talk to me, be raw with me. You can be sushi!" I attempted to joke, he cracked a smile.

Unexpectedly, he pulled me into a hug. It was such a warm and comforting one, strangely it made me feel safe. I felt so selfish for thinking that way. I wrapped my arms around his slender waist. I think he needs a hug, but it's easier if he convinces himself it's for me.

We stayed like this for a while. He smelled like warmth and sleep and a little kush.

"Hey, I smell food!" It was Megan's raspy, sensual voice.

I pulled back from Colson fast enough to cause whiplash. Quickly I got her plate from the microwave and her juice from the fridge, handing it to her and pressing a kiss to her cheek. Colson went over to hug her from behind and kiss her neck. She giggled and turned to kiss his mouth.

I felt rude being here as their kissing became more intense, quietly I left the kitchen and headed into the living room. "Kay, gather pups, let's go." I texted my agent to tell him nevermind.

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summer sunrise // colson baker

returning from my very long break from writing with a colson fluff, please let me know what you think.

requested: yes

summary: spending an early summer’s morning on the balcony with colson. 

word count: 986 - short but sweet :) 

warnings: mention of sexual acts but it’s in not detail at all. 

my writing

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mornings were always your favourite. waking up at the crack of dawn, sometimes before the sunrise so you could see the soft hues of orange and yellow spread across the sky. sunrises warmed your chest to the point you couldn’t explain the feeling in words. 

it is five thirty in the morning and it was still slightly dark outside. it enough to light up the room where you can see, although the chirps of the birds from the trees alarmed you that it was getting closer and closer to the sunrise. 

swinging your bare legs out of the bed slowly, careful not to wake the sleeping man who is letting out soft snores through his plump lips next to you, you lean down and grab your pyjama bottoms that colson tore off your legs the night before. after slipping them on, you lean over the bed to leave a barely there kiss on colson’s slightly sweaty forehead and walk towards the bathroom to quickly brush your teeth before walking downstairs to make your morning coffee. 

the delicious aroma of coffee beans drifts through the quiet kitchen as the coffee machine fills your favourite mug with the caffeinated brown liquid. the flavourful smell floods your nose as you pick up the now filled to the brim mug, before strutting up the stairs again and opening the door to the bedroom. 

with a quick glance over to the king sized bed, a loving smile spreads across your face as you take in colson’s relaxed state. he’s turned himself over so he is lying on his stomach, head facing your now empty pillow and one of his arms resting where you would be laying, whilst the other is resting above his head. the duvet has lowered itself, exposing his tattoo littered back and the top of his naked bottom from both of your antics from the night before, and the sight makes your heart rise as you gawk over your man's exposed body. quietly, after peeling your eyes off your sleeping lover, you make your way to the sliding doors, picking up the book that you’re currently reading from the nightstand, and unlocking it. 

inhaling a deep breath once the door opens, the scent of the summer fresh air fills your nostrils and lungs. the chirping of the birds singing songs to each other and the faint sounds of colson’s snores cloud your ears as you soundlessly close the sliding door behind you, before taking a seat on the outdoor sofa perched on the balcony. 

colson’s balcony is one of your favourite spots in his house to relax. it’s something about the quietness of the surroundings that warms your insides, the vines that wrap around the railings almost creating your own secret hideout for no one to see. there are no words to explain the comfort that you experience just from sitting on the balcony reading your favourite book and drinking your delicious mug of coffee in the mornings. 

opening the book, taking small sips of the warm liquid, your mind can’t help but wander as your eyes scan the words on the pages sitting in your lap. it’s amazing how your brain can picture every scene and you can’t help but drown the real world out, which is why you fail to hear the slight squeak of the sliding door open and your favourite man standing in front of you with sleepy eyes, wearing a blue hoodie and just his boxers. 

“baby, what are you doing awake at this time?” he grumbles, voice laced with sleep which makes his voice even deeper than it already is and startling you ever so slightly, as you lift your head with a warm smile. “i looked for you everywhere.” 

“i wanted to come and watch the sunrise.” you nod towards the sky, which is now littered in orange and yellow hues and without a doubt, looks absolutely stunning. “you okay?”

looking up at him him with pure admiration, he sends you a nod with a sleepy smile and a slight rub to his puffy eyes, you place the book on the small table that is sitting in front of the sofa, not before placing your bookmark into the page that you were in the middle of reading. situating yourself so your back is resting on the arm of the sofa, you open your arms wide, an invitation for your man to lay between which he happily accepts without any hesitation. 

a soft sigh of relaxation  and comfort is exhaled through colson’s nose as he lays down between your legs, his head finding a comfortable spot on your chest as he listens to the soft beating of your heart sitting in your chest, and his arms wrapping tightly around your body. looping your arms around his shoulders, one of your hands comes up to run through his hair, detangling the messy curls that knotted together during his sleep delicately with your fingers before placing a soft kiss to the top of his head, earning a gentle kiss to the chest from him in response. 

“the bed was cold without you.” he mumbles, placing yet another kiss to your chest and lifting his head and connecting his lips to your jaw, leaving a wet kiss to it, before finally connecting his lips to yours for the first of many times for that day. “i love you so much, angel.” 

“i love you too, baby.” you mummer against his lips, and lock your lips with his again, leaving a loving kiss to his soft lips before pulling away and looking up to the sky, admiring the hues. 

early mornings were your favourite for many reasons, but this one is definitely at the top of the list. early mornings on the balcony with a sleepy colson, who’s slowly falling back to sleep in your arms as you listen to the world slowly rise from its sleep.

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𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓭𝓾𝓼𝓽

ps. its very roughly edited 

Synopsis:

Colson's jacket wrapped around him like a cloud of smoke its scents blended into his own and finally he smelt home.

Then they ran.

Down the pathway, over the barriers, and through the crowd that split; a hallway just for them. They kept running though. Way past the cameras and the cars and the dimly lit streets of shops long closed.

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They ran until roads turned from grey dust to blades of wet grass spilled mud onto their shoes.

And somewhere along that track their hands had clasped together. Knuckles glew white their grip only tightening when Dom's foot tumbled over the pothole. They held on until rain turned to a sprinkle and then trickled to nothing at all.

That’s when they finally stopped running.

Colson’s face looked up at the sky, and Dom looked at the way it glowed under the moonlight.

He didn’t dare let his eyes drift down as he took in the way the rapper lit his cigarette. Front left pocket, two shakes, a flick of a thumb opening the top with the Newport sign. 

This was when he shifted his gaze from the blanket of stars and onto the pack of smokes in his hand, lifting it up and using the thumb to guide one up to his lips. The other tightened their hold on Dom’s hand for a  moment longer before letting it fall from his grip.

Dom’s eyes fell then too, head dipping down as he tried to breathe in the fleeting scent of the jacket and the moments before that suddenly felt ephemeral at best. 

Dom barely registered the click click and the sound of the flame coming to life, only looking up in time to see colson breathe out a cloud of smoke and close his eyes to the stars.

He looked like an angel then. head turned to the stars, golden hair shone against the night, moonlight turned smoke clouds blue and folded them into wings for only moments before they vanished yet again.

Inches away he could almost taste him. The liquor on his lips and the cologne against his neck that had faded with droplets of rain and sweat which only made his shirt cling tighter against his body and his skin glow in the dim light.  

He fought his urge to keep looking.

“the moon looks lovely tonight”

His eyes were still closed.

He wished he said more.

And the same words echoed in the younger man’s head.

“Can I kiss you?”

Colson's gaze shifted down from the skies and finally met Dom’s own. Eyes closed shut, he had drifted, disappearing into his thoughts all fogging up into clouds of Dom that for just an instant he forgot he was standing right there beside him. 

And he had asked if he could kiss him. Or had he just imagined that?

“What?” he spoke so lightly, words barely touching the night air and he held his breathe as he prayed he’d heard right.

“ca- it doesn’t- I’m sorry” Dom mustered up and chuckled expressionlessly at the ground.

Of course it mattered. And sorry was a stupid thing to say. It was a little better than repeating his previous words which would have been the more foolish route since Colson had obviously given him an easy out. 

He wished that he could’ve just shut the fuck up and let his mind think things through for once without letting his emotions spill over.

Dom was surprised, to say the least when he felt the ground shift between the two and dirty chuck taylors edged closer with each step.

It was only a matter of time before slender fingers brushed over his cheekbones and soon a gentle hand combed away clumps of blue hair and red from his face still damp from the rain. The metal rings landed burning against his skin when Colson traced his thumb along his jawline and finally looked up into the icy blues of the man before him.

He took in his last puff of smoke, cigarette bud burning to a finish somewhere in the space between them. But neither cared much about that as Dom’s lip grazed over Colson sucking the smoke out from his lips before watching it disappear into the night air as he breathed out.

“so what did you say before”

The sudden rush of confidence left him all too soon and Dom was nervous all over again.

“what do you mean?”

he breathed in only Colson

“you know, the thing, that you overcorrected”

“I didn’t overcorrect anything”

“I actually believe you did”

They spoke in only whispers now so that even in the empty field not even the trees would hear their midnight mumbles. 

They breathed the same breath, faces so close their noses touched and with stardust in their eyes they took each other in. and it was then Dom felt ready to repeat those words again.

“Can I kiss you?”

“See I thought you said that the first time”

“fuck off”, Colson couldn’t help his smirk from turning into a smile. Or at least he hoped it was a smile and didn’t look like the giggly grin of a girl on her first date because if he could describe what he was feeling inside that about explained it.

He wondered if Dom could hear his heartbeat. Or feel it radiating from the palm of his hand onto the curve of his jaw or a sharp sizzling to the soft stubble against his cheek. Colson was just moments away from kissing Dom when his stubbornness inevitably took the best of him. 

He had asked if he could kiss Colson. 

He would wait.

At least that’s what he told himself as he let his thumb retrace their steps over the younger man’s face. His touch lingered when he reached his lips seconds longer before letting his finger slip inside. 

A moment was all I took, merely, a few glances . And then Dom was moving a final step closer and pushing his finger two knuckles deeper. He could only let out a shaky breath and watch as the smirk found itself on the lips of the boy below him.

lips wrapped around Colson’s thumb pushing up from the base and licking up to the top knuckle and biting down, hard. 

He only had time to let out a wince before a warm tongue circled around the bite mark smoothing over the pain. 

His brain was clouded, again, with the thoughts of this boy, except this time he let himself imagine the things he wanted to do to him. Time seemed to go by both too slowly and all too fast, minutes turned into hours and into barely split seconds all at once. He only half hoped his friend didn’t notice how hard he was for him already.

Dom let the finger fall from his lips with a pop and pretended not to notice the string of spit that connected the two, but he remembered the way it made Colson gaze down at it with his mouth ajar.

Pushing up on his toes, Dom closed the remaining distance between the two.

and he tasted just like heaven.

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