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wandamaximoffsbadgirl · 2 months

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My Favorite Pet Pt 3

BDSM preformer!fem!Reader x subby!Wanda Maximoff

Summary: Friday has rolled around and you aren't feeling it tonight. Can Wanda help you through it?

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, BDSM relationship, exhibitionism, voyeurism, rope play, mention of strap, aftercare is fluff, Domspace drop, role reversal, mention of spanking, mentions of edging

Word count: 2K

A/N: Had a lot happen today so I'm glad that in my down moments I was able to work on this for you guys. I've also been loving this dynamic more than I thought I would. I have a cheeky one-shot planned and also another chapter~

The club was in full swing by the time you got there on Friday strolling in at six. Natasha was none too pleased as she pulled you into her office, pushing you against the wall. A moan escaping your lips as her hand wrapped around your neck like a necklace, making you gasp out.

“You've really been testing my patience these past two weeks and I am sick of it.” Natasha seethed at you, your eyes widening knowing you had pushed too far.

“I-I'm sorry Tasha!” You pleaded with the older redhead. “Please I can't be in subspace right now.” her eyes narrowed on you. As much as she wanted to bend you over her desk and punish you she needed you to be functional for tonight.

Her grip loosened on you. Turning away from you as she went back to her desk. “If you have one more slip up you'll be over my desk before you even realize you've fucked up.” Her voice had a bite to it that sent a shiver through you.

“Yes, of course Tasha. I'll be on my best behavior.” You tell her before slipping out of her office and into your own dressing room.

Wanda was there already in a cute little set she had picked out in your absence. You smiled at her choice as she beamed up at you.

The two of you had spent a few days apart after your last performance and aftercare session. You loved having her around truly you did, but you weren't ready to have her around 24/7. It had been a long time since you were in a relationship and though you two worked together in the way that you do, you wanted to ease into the rest of the relationship. The non-BDSM parts.

You made your way over, cupping her cheek as she leaned into your touch. “That's a beautiful outfit you've picked out tonight baby girl. I think I have something to match it.” You coo at her leaving a light kiss on her lips before going through your wardrobe and finding a suitable outfit to match. “You're going to be a good girl for me tonight, right?” You knew she would it was more to help put you in the headspace you needed to be in.

“Yes Mommy!” She replied happily, bounding over to you with her collar in hands, kneeling down in front of you as she held it up towards you. She really was perfect. You couldn't ask for anything better.

You take the collar from her hands with a smile. You adjust the collar around her neck checking to make sure it wasn't too tight. “There we go, pretty girl.” She looks up at you with a shimmer in her eyes.

Your first show of the night went off without a hitch, everything went perfectly as you played with Wanda, tying her up with intricate knots of a pretty purple rope. You played and teased marking her up until she begged for release, letting her have it easily since the two of you had two more shows and didn't want to wear her out. Everything had to go well tonight.

“Who's ready to see my pretty pet shake with need for me?” You ask as you tie Wanda up once more. The crowd cheers for you, tips already flowing in making you smirk. “All of you are so thirsty to see me play with my precious pet. I just know this is what you think about when you go home.” You run your hand down Wanda's front until you're rubbing small circles on her clit. She bucks her hips into you.

“Please Mommy…inside! Please!” You shush her.

“Patience pet we just started.” You pick your hand up, slapping it against her wetness making a beautiful sound. “You love everyone watching you don't you pet?” You ask and she nods, earning her another slap. “Proper answers pet or you aren't cumming until the end of next show.” She panicked a bit, looking up at you. Harsh lines on your face. There was love there she knew there was, but you looked so unforgiving right now.

“Yes Mommy! I love them watching me! I love that they get off to me coming undone at your hand.” You smiled, grabbing her face and kissing roughly, a bruising kiss made even more so as you bit her bottom lip, tugging as you ripped a moan out of her.

“That's a good pet.” Without any more prep you shove two fingers inside of her. She kicks her legs a bit, hips moving on their own.

“Ah! Mommy!” She cries out, looking up at you, eyes glossy and hazy.

“This is what you wanted isn't it?”

“Yes Mommy!”

“So be a good girl and take what Mommy gives you.” You add a third finger, stretching her out. You move your other hand to her mouth, sticking three fingers in her mouth as she eagerly sucks. You could feel her getting close. “Go on pet cum for Mommy.” You tell her and she's coming undone beneath you, chanting ‘Mommy’ beneath you. As you fucked her through her orgasm.

“That's a good girl. Mommy’s good girl.” You cooed giving her kisses as you untied her. “Thank the audience for watching you sweetie.” Wanda on wobbly legs much like a baby deer got up and did a little bow.

“Thank you for watching Mommy fuck me.” A big smile plastered on her face as tips came flying in and you could hear people calling her cute wishing she was there's. You come up behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“Come on sweetie. Time for some aftercare.” you whisper in her ear helping her back to your room, bringing her to the bed in there.

Holding her against you, you let out a sigh feeling yourself dropping. Trying to fight it, you've been fighting it all day. You didn't want to do this today. You'd been doing your best to stay in Domspace, but at the end of the day you're a switch and subspace had been calling your name all day.

You hadn't realized you were gripping Wanda tighter until she squealed.

“Y/N? Is everything okay?” She looks up at you, eyes bright once more, studying you to figure out what you needed.

“Fuck, Wands I'm sorry.” You loosen your grip. “I don't know if I can do another show with you tonight.” You admit to her.

“What? Why not?” she sits up, straddling you.

“I'm…” you bite your bottom lip, looking away from her gaze. She slowly brings you back to meet her green eyes.

“Whatever it is, you can tell me.” The love and care in her voice made you want to just fall apart into subspace. You feel tears well up in your eyes, stinging as you try to stop them, pushing your palms into your sockets.

“All I've wanted all day is to be in subspace and I can't do that. I have to be your Dom right now and I'm struggling to stay above water and I'm sorry I can't be what you need right now.” Your voice cracked and struggled to come out as you felt the tears push past your palms, running down your cheeks. A soft sniffle coming from you and a hiccup.

You felt Wanda's hands gently wrap around your wrists and just as gently pulling them from your face.

“Look at me sweetie.” It's a command, but in the most loving way you've ever heard. You have no choice, but to comply. The way she's looking at you in such a loving way as she pushes your hands above your head, pushing them into the pillows. Her nails ever so slightly dig into your wrists.

“Do you need Mommy?” Her voice thick like honey with her accent, enough to pull you under. You feel everything get fuzzy around the edges.

“Y-yes…but…” you try to argue, but she quiets you with a kiss.

“shhh baby I've got you. I can handle this. Let Mommy take care of you.” That's it she's got you, she said you'd drown in her if you tried to pull away and this is it right here. You're drowning in her. The roles reversed on you suddenly.

When was the last time you got to be in subspace? A year? Two? Had it been even longer? Those big thoughts swirling in your head, you thought Wanda wouldn't notice, but she does.

“You're thinking too hard sweetie. Let go. Babies like you don't need such big thoughts.” A soft moan pushes past your lips. Wanda smiles at the state you're in. Moving your wrists together so they can be held by one of her hands while the other pushes past the waistband of your pants. You hadn't let Wanda touch you so far, but the feeling of her fingers ghosting over your cunt.

“Mmm Mommy please…please!” You folded so easily for her and she gave in easily, pushing past your folds. Two fingers stretching you as you moaned out in pleasure, she filled you so well.

“You make such pretty noises detka. moya malen'kaya devochka. (My little baby girl.)”

“Fuck, Mommy cumming! C-can I cum?” You looked up at her desperate for release.

“Go ahead. Cum for Mommy, I want to see you fall apart for me.” You felt your coil snap, back arching and hips bucking to match her speed. You rode her fingers through your orgasm, gasping by the end with how intense it felt. How long has it been? “Fuck you're so beautiful moya lyubov.” You looked up at her, feeling tears in your eyes once more. She let your wrists go.

She moved back into place, grabbing your phone and handing it to you. “Here baby find some tik toks for us. I'm going to clean you up and get some water. No more tears, okay? Mommy’s got you.” Wanda leaned over kissing your forehead lightly before grabbing the cloth, gently cleaning you, shushing you every twitch from overstimulation until she's cleaned you properly.

You don't want her to, but she leaves the bed to grab a water as you scroll, curling up onto your side. Wanda came back behind you, taking a few sips of the water before resuming your scrolling as Wanda settled in behind you. Sharing videos you had previously liked and then going to your for you page and scrolling as you came back. You set your phone down, turning to Wanda and tangling yourself into her.

“You were so good for me baby.” You mumbled against her finally feeling better now that you got to drop. She moved to run her fingers through your hair.

“Feel better?” She asks leaving a kiss on your temple.

“Much. Have you ever…?” You let the question die on your lips as you look up at her.

“No. I just followed what you've done. I don't know how fit I am to be a Dom for you, but we can always explore it when we aren't in a time crunch.” She teases, making you laugh.

“How did I get so lucky?” You questioned, leaning up to pepper kisses all over her face.

“I think I'm the lucky one. If I hadn't taken this job…if I hadn't gotten paired with you? I would have gone on thinking those walking red flags were actual Doms. None of them come anywhere close to you Y/N.” Her green eyes bore into you with a love that you felt you could never truly appreciate no matter how hard you tried.

“I think I'll be able to do our last show. I wanna see your make up ruined from taking my strap down that pretty throat and then I'm going to fuck you until you're dumb and screaming for Mommy to stop.” You gripped her face, feeling her breath hitch at your words. Her eyes flicking to your lips.

“M-Mommy…” she was squirming beneath you, “not fair!” She whined.

“What's not fair baby?” You ask with faux concern. You even tilted your head slightly for dramatic effect.

“How easily you can switch! Not fair!” You can't help, but laugh as she pouts.

“Mommy’s done this a long time, switching wasn't always so easy for me. Once the sub in me is satisfied the Dom runs free.” You say against her lips, pulling her in for a bruising kiss.

You couldn't wait to ruin your pet. Your favorite pet.

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atinystraynstay · 1 month

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Guardian Angel - Jeon Wonwoo

Synopsis: Wonwoo is a mysterious individual. Not that he tried to be, but he always had his guard up. He didn't want to fall casualty to a world that could turn so cold. Can you be the one person that finds the secret passage into his world?

Pairing: College Student!Jeon Wonwoo x fem. reader

Genre: "I'm here for you" girl meets "I'm not good at opening up" boy

Inspired by @aaniag - thanks for tagging me in this post ♡ cannot wait to bring all of these into reality First Encounters Mini Series: #1: #2: #3: #4: Wonwoo #5: Jeonghan #6: #7: #8: Dino

Warnings: mentions alcohol consumption

Word Count: 3.7k

Being friends with Kim Mingyu came with a lot of perks. You always had an invite to the biggest parties on campus, knew someone who could walk you home when you had a bit too much to drink, and a constant study partner who would bring coffee to the study sessions.

On the outside, it is easy to assume you and Mingyu were a couple. And you knew one day, Mingyu would make a woman very happy. I mean, he was the poster child of what it means to be a Golden Retriever Boyfriend.

Yet, you have never been attracted to Mingyu like that. Of course, he treated you like royalty, but in some ways, he was showing you the way you deserved to be treated. Mingyu was always the one to give you dating and relationship advice, which was extremely helpful given he was able to give the male perspective. And vice versa, you were always there to hype up and encourage Mingyu to go after women he found attractive. Despite the confidence he exudes, he was a rather shy individual.

Your friendship with Mingyu was a prized possession in your life, and you never wanted to do something to risk. Even though you had a crush on his best friend, Jeon Wonwoo.

Unlike Mingyu, you knew next to nothing about Wonwoo. You often saw him every now and then when he was out with Mingyu, but the two of you never seemed to exchange words. There was just something about him that lured you in.

And you were hoping tonight would be the opportunity to change that.

For the past few weeks, you have been trying to gather intel on Wonwoo. Most of the time when you hung out with Mingyu, you asked about his best friend. It didn't take long for the giant man to put the puzzle pieces together. Instantly, Mingyu devised a plan to try to get his two favorite people together.

Midterms would be coming to an end on Friday, and he knew everyone would want to come out and celebrate. Rather than going to the bars, Mingyu suggested he hosted a house party filled with his closest friends. Both so everyone could be comfortable and enjoy themselves, but also so Wonwoo might open up more during the party. He wasn't the type of guy who preferred going out on the weekends. Often, his weekends were filled with either studying or playing video games. Mingyu was almost certain that a house party could get his introverted best friend to come out of his room.

After sending different outfit options to Mingyu, and each text was responded with "looks good," you decided on a black jeans and a black, long-sleeved crop top. You wore gold jewelry for the comparison, but also decided to wear your hair down for now. You did keep a white scrunchie around your wrist, in case you or someone else might need it throughout the night.

Your goal was to look presentable, but not too over the top. It was a house party, after all. Tonight would be a great opportuntiy not just to hang out with friends you haven't seen in a while, but also maybe know Wonwoo on a deeper level. While yes, you did like him, you were unsure of where his mind was at. Even Mingyu was clueless on Wonwoo's love life as it was a topic rarely they engaged in. Being friends with Wonwoo could always be the start.

With a bottle of vodka and a bottle of Berry Lemonade held by your hip, your free hand knocked on the door. You could already hear music and chatter coming from inside. Growing out of hopping from frat house to frat house, house parties were becoming more of your comfort zone. Maybe that's what it meant to be an upperclassman?

"Hi Barbie!" "Hi Ken!"

Mingyu quickly retrieved one of the bottles from you, making your load lighter. You could have managed carrying both, but that was Mingyu just being himself. He wrapped his free arm around you to pull you into a hug. "Woah, you're wearing perfume tonight? Must really want to impress someone."

Quickly, you pulled back from the embrace and slapped his chest. Your eyes narrowed on him before he broke out into a fit of laughter. Yeah, Mingyu definitely was not your boyfriend.

"You do look great though, y/n!" "Not half bad yourself, Gyu," you laughed.

The two of you ventured into the kitchen after closing the door. Mingyu's parties never got too crazy. He always knew who was invited, and it was always known nobody else unless an invite was extended by Mingyu himself or you asked if you could bring someone along with you. He just never liked the unpredictability of strangers entering his home. Wonwoo and him also despised the clean-up afterwards too when people didn't respect their home. That was one way to never get invited again.

Upon entering the kitchen, you were greeted with cheers. Both from the guys invested in the game of Flip Cup but also by the ones that noticed you. Seungkwan, Dino, and Hoshi were all grinning at you. Currently, it seemed like Seungcheol and Joshua were going head-to-head in a match with Dokyeom and Jeonghan waiting there turn. Vernon, Minghao, Jun, and Woozi were all spectating. All that was missing was Wonwoo.

Noticing you take a headcount, Mingyu grinned. He's gotten to know you all too well over the course of your friendship. "He's out back on the patio," he whispered into his ear.

He must have been able to escape with the guys distracted, and the bodies that filled the first floor of their college townhouse apartment.

"Y/n! Wanna take a shot?" Hoshi shouted to you. "Hell yeah."

A little liquid courage never hurt. Mingyu chuckled as he got to work preparing your mixed drinks for the two of you. Hoshi was eagerly pouring out shots for the 14 people. He must still think Wonwoo is in the room.

"Hey, where's Wonwoo?" DK finally asked once he finished his turn with flip cup. "Oh, I think he must have slipped outside," Mingyu quickly responded. "I can go check on him after," you offered.

It was not unusual for you to take on almost a 'mother' role. Like Mingyu, you liked being there for people. You liked when people felt uncomfortable around you or that you could help someone out, no matter how big the task might be.

"That's our eomma," Dino shouted.

You rolled your eyes playfully but couldn't wipe the smile off your face. It did really feel good to be seen in positive light.

Mingyu placed your red solo cups in front of you. You smiled at the sight of your mixed drink, knowing that it would help the liquor slid down your throat. You weren't the biggest fan of vodka, but if you had something to chase? You were golden. Plus, you were now able to take your drink and able to slip away to find Wonwoo.

"Alright fuckers, some of us are seniors. Top dogs, but we always have our pack to support us. " Hoshi began. Oh boy.

Promptly, DK started barking which encouraged the rest of the boys to join in. Sometimes you question why you are friends with them, but you knew they were all irreplaceable.

"I just love you guys so much." Uh oh. Looks like Hoshi has already had a bit more to drink than the rest of the group. "Here's the last few months before we become boring."

The shot glasses dropped down to the table before meeting all of your lips. You cringed a bit at the feeling of straight vodka hitting your mouth but quickly swallowed. With your free hand, you were able to rid of the taste with the mixed drink which made you immediately relax. You sighed as you could already feel how warm your stomach felt from the liquor entering your system.

"Go get your boy," Mingyu teased you in a hushed tone. "HEY! Secrets makes frenemies and I want us all to be besties," Hoshi shouted as he caught you and Mingyu talking. "Relax, tiger. I'm just telling her where I think Wonwoo ran off to."

Hoshi seemed to relax before instantly distracted by the next game Jun proposed. Mingyu sighed, knowing he was going to be on Hoshi duty tonight. Again. You patted his shoulder comfortingly before slipping away to the porch.

Keeping your drink above your head, so you wouldn't accidentally spill or drop it on anyone or anything, you navigated through the crowd of people. For someone who liked to keep parties small, there was always a large turn out for Mr. Popular. You offered friendly smiles at familiar faces, as you kept your eyes locked on the back patio.

As the people around you began to dissipate, you saw a figure sitting on the steps of the back porch. It wasn't much of a porch really. Just a set of wooden steps with a deck, but it was like luxury to any college student. It also is why people favorited Mingyu's spot for partying on the weekends.

You were able to easily identify the person outside just based off the broad shoulders. It has been quite a few weeks since you last saw Mingyu, but you liked seeing how long his hair has gotten since then. You always thought he looked better with a bit of length to his haircut.

Gently, you slid the back patio door hoping not to startle him. He did, however, whip his head around to see who was responsible but then immediately relaxed when he saw it was you. While you two were not close yet, he recognized you. Wonwoo also knew just how important you were to Mingyu, so you were never seen as a threat. Quite frankly, he just didn't know how to approach you since the two of you had not had a proper conversation one-on-one.

"Oh hi, y/n," he called out gently. His voice was always calm in his deep tone. It was oe of the things you adored about Wonwoo. His voice was calm to you like the ocean, and you always seemed to cling onto every word he spoke.

"Hey Wonwoo," you said in your usual tone, not wanting to be perceived as a threat. "Mind if I join you?"

His eyes slightly widened as he heard you. Only the guys ever really approached Wonwoo, so it was a bit surprising that someone would want to accompany him.

"Oh um sure."

Wonwoo scooted over from where he was sitting, offering his spot for you. You smiled appreciatively before fully stepping into the patio. You closed the door behind you, both to respect Wonwoo's privacy and to keep the house warm. It was apparent that Wonwoo had wondered out here for a reason, so you wanted to respectful and show through your actions you were someone he could trust. You also were not wanting to hear Mingyu nagging at you for causing the electricity bill to rise in the month of March.

Slowly, you made your way over until you sat down next to him. You set your drink but the edge, so if you accidentally spilled, it could go into the grass rather than the cute boy beside you.

"Enjoying the party?" Wonwoo asked in a soft tone.

It wasn't monotone. It was his usual deep tone. But as he spoke, you noticed that his gaze was seemed to be locked on the moon above the two of you. It was still a bit chilly when the sun was hidden, but you were comfortable. The alcohol definitely aiding.

"Yeah, actually. Much better than being coped up studying," you joked.

"Yeah, I feel you," he sighed. You watched the way he pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. It was such a little thing, something he probably doesn't even think about it. Yet, you found it to be the most adorable thing. "You're in the political science program, right?"

Your heart undeniably did a little flip knowing that he remembered that detail to you. Maybe Mingyu has held up his promise and talked to Wonwoo about you, not just saying he had to make you feel more at ease. You nodded your head as you looked over at hi. It was just a habit of yours. You didn't expect him to look over at you, but you wanted to show him that you were present in the moment and ready to listen to whatever he wanted to say. Or even if you two just sat here in silence for a little. There was just something screaming within you that you he needed you tonight.

You just had no idea that he knew anything about you given that you only were on first name basis.

"Yeah," you spoke softly, unable to wipe the gentle smile on your face. "And you're in the computer science program?"

Wonwoo nodded, smiling a bit as well. Wonwoo never was the guy he thought people took interest in. Honestly, every day, he feels just blessed to say he has some of the best friends who want to drag him out of his bedroom. Most people might not even notice his absence. And Wonwoo did that subconsciously, just as a defense mechanism. He has been on the receiving end of bullying and life's unfortunate events. He just found himself isolating more as a way to cope.

"If you don't mind me asking," you began, biting your lip. "Why are you out here by yourself? Is everything ok?" "I think?"

You couldn't help but frown at Wonwoo's response. You were too familiar with the uncertain feeling and knew how troubling it can be. While everyone faces their own difficulties in life, you never liked hearing that other people are struggling.

"I just," he began to open it up.

Now you were the surprised on. Never before would you expect to be Wonwoo's confidant, but you knew it was a job title of upmost importance. You just hoped your surprised expression was not portrayed on your face. If Wonwoo needed someone to vent to, you'd gladly step up.

He glanced at you to see if you were listening. Satisfied to see your eyes on him with a soft gaze, he let out a shaky breath. For the first time in a while, he felt like he was able to confide in someone. He knew the guys were always in his corner, but he ever wished to worry them too much. To some extent, Wonwoo prided himself in his own ability to take care of himself.

It was just that he's been struggling for some time.

"Everything is changing," he chuckled almost out of self-pity. "It's just been hitting me that all of this," he motioned to the party behind him. "Will not be here in a few months. Hell, not even in a few weeks since we all graduate soon. I know I should be in there partying it up, living in the present but I cannot help but think of how we all won't be together like this and it makes me sad."

It was almost like looking into the future as Wonwoo described his inner turmoil. You and Mingyu, and a few of the other guys, were still had another year or two left in college. However, Wonwoo and the other guys would be graduating this upcoming May.

"Do you know where the other guys have decided to go?" You asked in a quite tone. You hope you weren't upsetting him by your questions.

Wonwoo slowly nodded. "Yeah, I think Seungcheol and Jeonghan are moving to the city. Seungkwan has talked about moving in with them once he graduates next year. Joshua and Jun have jobs lined up in their hometowns, so they'll be moving out probably at the end of May. Hoshi? I have no clue. He hasn't even applied to any jobs yet. And Woozi and I have been applying to graduate schools. He's leaning towards business and I think I want to go in a more software engineering route."

"Have you heard back from any schools yet?"

Wonwoo couldn't fight the smile creeping on his face. He knew you cared deeply about Mingyu's friends, but he never thought he would be looped into that circle. He always kept his distance just because it was just convenient, it's what he knew. It also kept him safe in a world filled with chaos and unpredictability.

"Yeah, I actually heard from two schools, so I'm trying to decide. One of the schools is here."

He whispered the last part. It spoke volumes to you. The thought of Wonwoo staying here meant that you might be able to make things work with Wonwoo. That is, if he was opened to the idea of you dating.

"Like part of me wants to run away from here," he explained.

While you weren't quite at the same stage as life, you understood the need. It was part of the reason why you chose to go away for university whereas all your high school classmates chose more local programs. You wanted a change of scenery, a new beginning.

"So much has changed since freshman year. I'm definitely not the same person I was. I've had my challenges like losing my mom a year and a half ago," he explained. "And all those hard times happened while I was here, so I almost have a need to move and leave the pain behind.

His casual mentioning of his mother's passing brought back memories. You remember how all the guys rallied behind Wonwoo. Some of them even skipped final presentations and exams in order to be there for Wonwoo at the funeral. You knew it wasn't in your place to attend the funeral, but you cooked a warm cooked meal for all of them. It was Wonwoo's favorite dish. It at least wanted to do a nice gesture, so Wonwoo knew he wasn't alone. You still remember dropping the dish off with Mingyu with re-heating instructions.

To this day, he has no idea how that dish arrived. He just figured one of the guys ordered DoorDash.

While Mingyu begged you to stay, so you could give it to Wonwoo himself, you didn't want to overstep. You knew grief takes all shapes and forms, os you thought the best thing you could do was give the space for Wonwoo to feel his emotions.

Little did you know he's been harboring those emotions this whole time, almost two years later.

'But then part of me worries about the younger guys. I don't want them to feel abandoned. I don't want the group to fall apart once we all move, and it feels like if I stay here then I can keep us together even while the other guys go off."

"Almost like you are the glue that keeps them all together?" "Yeah, I guess that's the best way to explain it." "But Wonwoo, what keeps you together?"

He furrowed his eyebrows as he fully looked at you. What an odd question. And based on his reaction, you felt the need to elaborate.

"I mean, it's great that you always look out for everyone. You're a real nurturer," you explained.

Wonwoo has never been described in such light before. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep the blush from overtaking his cheeks. He shrugged though as if it was no big deal.

"But what are you doing to take care of yourself? I'm not asking you to make a decision now to either stay or go because going to grad school is a big decision. Congratulations, by the way. That's incredible!"

How could you always see the positive side of things? How hasn't life damaged your spirit like it has for him? How could you see good in him when he often failed to see it in himself?

"I know it's easy to feel like you need to harbor your own emotions because it's easy. But Wonwoo, that shit can break you."

Woah. Who would have thought y/n could swear.

"I'm always going to be here if you need me, you know. I'm not just Mingyu's friend, but I could like to consider us friends too, if that is something you'd like. I'm always here if you need a place to vent, especially if it's away from the guys. I know they can be…" you trailed off.

You didn't want to offend Wonwoo as that was his core group of friends. You were just a side character brought in every now and then.

"A lot," Wonwoo finished for you.

You both shared a laugh as you nodded, confirming to Wonwoo that was the word you were looking for. Silence fell over the two of you for a moment. All that could be heard was the sound of people laughing from within the house and the crickets chirping in the backyard. It was peaceful.

"You know, I've always wanted to say more than hello to you, y/n. Thank you for letting me vent. I wasn't expecting for it all to just spew out like that," he confessed.

Looking at him, you nodded a blush had fully taken over his cheeks but a wide smile remained on his lips. He looked too adorable. The moonlight was highlight his facial features which left you starstruck. He truly was built like a God.

You scooted closer so you could wrap your arms around Wonwoo. He tried his best not to let his body go tense. Wonwoo just wasn't accustomed to someone showing him affection in such a physical way. To be honest, he couldn't remember the last time he actually had a hug.

Slowly, his arms wrapped around you to pull you in closer. You didn't mind his hold on you was a bit tight. He clearly needed it. Your head rested on his shoulder, which allowed you to get a whiff of his cologne. Teakwood and oak. It made your heart fluttered.

But what really sealed the deal was feeling Wonwoo's head rest on top of yours gently.

"Always here for you, Wonwoo." "Promise?" He whispered. "I promise."

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sapphyreopal5 · 8 months

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My Experience at SPNNC 2023 Con

Hello, my name is Ellie. If you're not already familiar with my blog, I write a lot about things like my divination with tarot and a pendulum, the show Supernatural and the former cast, deities, various experiences of my own, dreams, etc. I went to the SPNNC 2023 aka CE Charcon 2023 as some here on Tumblr call it. I still don't know what the deal with the spatulas is at this con, I guess I wasn't one of the cool kids who was in the know about this "trend" per the usual ha ha.

Friday, Aug 18- Didn't go

Saturday, Aug 19

I arrived around 10:15am because I thought the line to register would be long and that it'd take ages to park. Nope, it took a couple minutes for me to find parking and the line to register empty. Someone told me however that on Saturday the line was over an hour long Friday. I guess that what they mean by priority registration for Thursday and Friday is that only people with weekend packages could register for the first hour and a half or so of registration on those 2 days, so they don't wait in line as long. I guess my not being able to make it on Friday was for good reason ha ha. In-between panels and photo-ops I went exploring the hotel, talked to some other people at the con, looked at the vendors tables, sometimes observed the actors and actresses interacting with each other or other fans.

11:30- Drake Rodger Photo-Op

I walked into this photo op and curiously my mind went quiet. For those who read my posts or know me personally, you know this NEVER happens. I almost always have many trains of thought happening at one time. A couple days before I went to this convention I was told by one of my guides Loki to buy a photo op ticket for Drake. I thought this was rather interesting but I decided okay let's do it. I saw Drake do the so called "Teletubby hole violation" when in line. I believe there were 3 people in line before me when I saw that. Pretty cooI stuff I got to see it in person, not gonna lie. I thought it was totally perfect ha ha. I'm afraid I didn't make the cut in that IG video as I didn't do a crazy pose. I will say however that as crazy as this might sound, I swear I thought he was going to pull me in closer but felt himself stop O.O When the photo was taken and therefore my photo op was done, he said "Thank you" in his soft spoken voice. Meg Donnelly his girlfriend was in the room and smiled at me as I walked off, which I thought was interesting to say the least. I walked out of this photo op a fan of his.

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2:30- Cosplay Costume Contest

I chose to dress as Hela from Thor: Ragnarok the Norse Goddess of Death for my costume. The winners were chosen based on whoever got the loudest cheers when the host stood behind them. I can see why not that many people chose to participate in this contest. A lot of the contestants wore the Castiel trench coat (not photographed here). The winner was "Pudding Dean" who got $150 and a certificate. Donna and Gabriel were the runner ups. I believe they got $75 and $25 along with the certificates. The rest of us got a red Supernatural lanyard for participating. Even though I did not win this contest, I am glad I was able to go onstage and not get stage fright while being asked my name and who I'm dressing up as let alone panic standing in front of that crowd. It shows to me I've grown a lot over the years and am overcoming some anxiety issues I have at times. Also, the fact I got plenty of compliments on my costume and even someone wanting a selfie with me because they loved my outfit so much made it all worth it even more in my opinion. By the way, I totally think Hela should've been a Supernatural character and could've made a GREAT villain or an anti hero, just saying...

4:50- Rich Speight Jr Photo-Op

Okay, being dressed as Hela from Thor: Ragnarok and taking a photo with Loki from Supernatural was at this point a given. I was nudged to buy a ticket while at the convention at this point. Naturally, a Loki nudge which totally makes sense ha ha. The Jared photo ops were running 20 min or so behind naturally, so therefore this photo op was running behind too. I ended up waiting by an empty security desk to charge my phone while waiting for the photo op to come up. I talked to a couple people while waiting but also where I was happened to be by where Meg, Drake and Jojo's autograph tables were set up (couldn't really see Jojo so much as his table was across the hall and not in a good line of sight where I was).

I ended up watching them over the course of most of my waiting time. Drake seemed pleasant while waiting around for autographs and such talking to the person he was sitting with. Jojo at one point threw a pen at him and Drake had to get up to get it off the floor. Meg barely spoke to the person she was with. At one point she started to tap her pen while looking around and not talking. When someone came up to her to say something she had that "friendly" voice she uses on stage and talking to fans. Talk about an awkward silence mostly between her and the person she was sitting with. I felt bad for Jojo and Drake because they clearly were hoping for more autographs and getting bored sitting there. After seeing Meg behave the way she did and having a tense tone with the person she was sitting with for the short bit they did talk, I did not feel so bad for her.

As for Rich, he seems like a really cool guy. I told him "yes" at first when he asked me if I made my costume and said he loves it. I ended up saying I'm just kidding I bought it online but "I thought you'd be happy to see me". He said "I am very happy to see you", dunno if he caught this Thor: Ragnarok reference or not when Hela said "I thought you'd be happy to see me" before she defeated the Asgardian Army. I certainly walked out of my photo op with him a fan of his.

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9:00- Concert (Or should I say more like 9:30)

Nothing much to discuss here. I was aware many people were speculating that Jensen would sing on this night. Something kept telling me however that he was not going to sing but couldn't explain it. Mark Sheppard did show up to play the drums for apparently the first time since 2010 when he last played drums onstage. This is curious because it was his higher self who set me up coming to this convention to begin with. When Mark showed up, something told me "Jensen is not showing up to this concert because people were criticizing his looks online like crazy". A friend of mine had some similar feelings while this concert was going on. Of course, people must've been mindblown he didn't show up with how many were expecting him to show up but didn't ha ha. The microphones were very loud here, I walked out a little after 11pm when the concert was done with a headache.

Before Gold Panel/Before I went back to Convention

The same friend of mine who had the same feelings I did about why Jensen didn't show up to the concert dreamwalked to the very same room Jensen and Jared were in. Virtually EVERYTHING they talked about when she dreamwalked (mind you, for the first time ever!) to them manifested in the Gold Panel. I didn't get to go to this panel because I only had the copper package. Jensen said things to Jared like [I'm only paraphrasing in this section mind you] "do people actually want to meet me or do they only care about my looks?", mentioned how upset he was people were making fun of his mustache this weekend, and Jared at one point said "no matter what people are saying about you, you're an awesome person. I want you to know that". Jared even made a strange remark about how "Gen asked me to babysit the kids a couple weeks ago". Around 10:20am before I left for the convention, I picked up my pendulum and said to Hermes "Is there any truth to this dream my friend had?" and he said "Yes, LOTS of it".

Turns out, in this particular panel someone asked them if they ever experienced bullying and their children (around the 6:05 mark). Around 14:10, Jensen also brought up how his daughter said "it's not babysitting" when Jensen is with his kids. "She's just mom and he's just dad". Hmmm, were Poseidon and Hermes telling them both the night before or so what kinds of things they will be asked during the panels? Very interesting dreamwalking experience, let alone the fact everything she heard ended up manifesting the next day at the Gold Panel (and that Hermes said there's lots of truth to her dream with me curiously asking him this 10 or so min before the panel was scheduled to start at 10:30).

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Sun, Aug 20

I came back to the convention around 11:15 or so. I mostly hung around the vendors area and explored the hotel and talked to some people before I went to the Mark Sheppard panel.

1:15- Mark Sheppard Panel

Mark's panel was an absolute joy for me to be in the room for. He said things like "if you have a panic attack this is the safest place you can be", "who wants to be king of a country", and asking someone "is that the best you can do" when they started to ask him "if you could be any animal [what would it be and why]?" and cut them off saying "oh Jesus". It was 100% worth going to this convention to sit in this panel. Mark's authentic, sarcastic, and speaks his mind but also has a very caring heart despite having a tough love approach at times. I enjoyed his walking around the theater for his panel instead of sitting up there like others do. At one point he was walking through the row 3 rows in front of mine when he was looking at someone's Moose doll, which I thought was pretty cool. Very close!

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J2 Main Panel

No, I didn't get to go to the Gold Panel because I only had a copper package. It's interesting because I felt my lie detector alarm go off many times when Jensen was speaking in this panel. It was hard to hear some of what was being said at times during this panel because I wasn't exactly front row and did tune out some here and there. Jensen I believe is trying very hard to keep up with a happy family life at home. His passive aggressive tone speaking about Danneel was very apparent at least to me. The car story? Jensen please hun, you should've just driven with her. I know you were aggravated about the car problems but that doesn't mean behave this way. It does show a very concerning mindset that Hermes spoke of that he's in right now. Those who are not seeing it at this point do not have their eyes or hearts open to receiving this information...

I found his answer about reading a book he'd like to revisit to be very off putting. I myself had reading struggles as a kid and essentially taught myself how to read when I was going to enter 5th grade (long story here). He did an absolutely terrible job talking about his dislike of reading here. Don't like to read? Fine but the way he used a book his wife reads a lot, come on! You never read 1 book in your life Jensen? Sheesh...Someone was kind enough to point out to me that when Jensen was speaking of the book Danneel reads that's by her when she sleeps, she says "HER bed" not "THE bed" around the 40:35 mark (put some earbuds or headphones in and you'll hear it). Jared was a great pleasure to be in the same room as. I feel that Jensen also would've been more pleasant if he was not on the downward spiral he seems to be very much on lately.

I've spoken a lot about Jensen and Jared and others in past posts regarding divination and deities and other topics. Poseidon and Hermes both used Jared and Jensen to speak through them. Just about everything that was said in this panel they have talked about many times to me recently. I expected many of the things that were discussed to be discussed, very few surprises. Heck, even the ridiculous questions that made it through weren't totally surprising on a divine blueprints level. Jensen very much needs guidance, as Hermes has told me plenty of times before and I could see it in his eyes.

Some of the things I knew about them I discussed with only a few via PM and even they were surprised at some of the things that came about in this panel vs what I told them. I will say this, I was not surprised by the house purchase Jensen made in CT based on things I do know, nor was I surprised at Jared talking about how as he gets older he is becoming less able to tolerate 100 plus degree weather for a month at a time. Him talking about liking the mountains, NC even and Asheville and such was interesting and mentioning Idaho (when Gen made a trip there with their kids no more than a couple weeks beforehand).

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I went home after this panel was done. There was at one point a golden sticker on someone's chair behind another sticker and the prize was apparently a gold ticket to another con. Of course... the winner was in a gold seat NATURALLY. Quite annoying but I know enough about Creation Entertainment to know this was 100% to be expected. Would I go again? Absolutely. It was a joy being in the room for all these panels, meeting the actors and fans I did, and being able to say I actually went to one of these things.

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Is it hot in here or is it just me?

Pairing: Steddie x plus!size reader

A/N: Okie Dokie. I'm feeling inspired. I know the last part wasn't real smutty. However, I feel like a lot of Steddie fics never really start at the beginning of the relationship. Thanks for reading and as always feedback is greatly appreciated. So without further Ado. This is the beginning of a beautiful relationship. I also watched breaking dawn when I was writing this. So it might have come through.

Warnings: 18+ Smut, sexual implications, oral (female receiving), masturbation (male and female receiving), language, pet names like a mofo, angst, fluff, after care, and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: How you ended up with not 1 but 2 boyfriends is beyond you. Why Eddie and Steve are into your thickness is strange but, they make you feel like a queen.

Part 2

Your very first date was with Steve. You were actually very nervous. You have been talking to him and Eddie on the phone for 2 weeks. But you haven't seen them since the night at the diner. Steve worked and went to the local college trying to get ahead of his school work. Eddie worked at the auto shop during the summer. And you. You spent the days with Liz and nights she would talk you into going out. You would go with her a few times a week. But you much rather talk to Eddie and Steve.

Every day that week she brought a guy home. You had moved your suitcase out of her room now making the couch your permanent bed. It was okay though. It was really comfy. You imagined this is what it would be like if you and Liz were roommates. Her parents were on vacation in Italy this summer so it was just you and her for the entire summer. Well you her and some random dude. You spent a good portion of the nights talking to Eddie. He was always up late despite him having to go to work early the next morning. He really liked the tea you gave him but if he drank it he wouldn't be able to talk to you.

You liked Eddie more than you cared to admit. He was really similar in the ways that surprised you. His kindness was a total contrast to his rough exterior. He was honestly very sweet. Since you were getting close to Eddie so fast Steve felt out of the loop. That's why they decided for you to go out with him first. So you could get to know him. And you really wanted to know Steve.

There was just a thing about him. His confidence. The way he walked. He just seemed like every girl's dream guy. But there was something deeper there. Something beyond his charm and good looks. And you couldn't wait to find out what it was.

You let Liz help choose an outfit for that Friday night. You guys went to the mall and she showed you so many sun dresses. She tried to get you to get a baby pink one but she settled for a black one with sunflowers on it. It was a strapped dress that fell just past your knees. She had picked out some cute strappy wedges to go along with the dress. To be honest you thought you looked really nice in it. That was until your arms stood out like a sore fucking thumb. Liz saw your face in the mirror and hugged you.

" Babes, common. You look so pretty. "

You blinked the tears away. "I'm sorry Lizzy. You know how I get."

" Yes I do. So stop it. You are beautiful. And Steve's gonna love you in it."

" I think I'm gonna grab a sweater."

Liz frowned but knew it was something that would make you feel better. So she went to get you a cardigan that matched the color of the flowers. When you were getting ready for the date she did your hair. She put it half up and half down and curled it a little. She tried to put on makeup on you but all you let her get away with was mascara and lipstick. She wanted you to wear red but you said it was too much. That Steve wouldn't recognize you. So she put on something a little closer to your natural lip color. You rubbed your lips together and popped them.

" Okay I'm ready."

You chewed the inside of your cheek waiting for him outside. You hoped he liked how you looked. You wanted to smoke so bad. But you didn't want the smell of it to over power your perfume. So you stood there picking at your nails when he finally came. He rushed out of the driver side carrying flowers. He stopped mid stride when he got a good look at you. He shook his head and ran his hand through his hair. He was blushing.

" Wow! You look...wow!"

"Thank you." You blushed too.

" Uhh hey sweetheart." He came and hugged you

He breathed you in and his senses went haywire. You smelled so good and you looked so great and you felt so soft. You were absolutely perfect.

" I just can't believe how amazing you look." He said pulling away and handed you the flowers.

You smelled them." Thank you. But Steve you're already taking me out. No need for the compliments."

" Baby girl. I will always compliment you. So you better get used to it."

He kissed your cheek and opened the door for you. You slid in making sure not to flash him. He buckled you in and closed the door. He jogged to the drivers side and got in. He grinned at you.

" Ready sweetheart?"

" Ready." You beamed at him.

That was the most stunning smile he had ever seen. That smile and that smile alone let him know everything he needed to know about you. You were definitely the right girl for them.

Every time he would glance at you, you would feel butterflies in your stomach. And when he smiled your face felt hot. It was sheer torture being next to this man. The way he talked was just so pleasing. He was a bit quiet though. He seemed kinda shy. Not at all like how he was at the diner.

He took you to dinner at this little pizza place you suggested. You guys were having a great conversation about all things Steve. He protested a bit. But he knew this was his chance to get you to like him the way you liked Eddie. He was just about to tell you about his terrible senior year when someone walking in.

"Hi Steve."

His demnor changed as the girl approached the table.

"H-Hey Nancy."

There was obvious tension there. She was very pretty and thin. She had some of the prettiest eyes you had ever seen. She looked over to you and smiled.

" Hi. I'm Nancy Wheeler." She held out her hand to you.

You smiled and took it. " Hello. I'm Y/n L/n. Nice to meet you."

"uhh how's Johnathan?" Steve asked

" He's good. He's in the car. You want to say hi?"

"Uhh no that's alright. I'm on a date." He said nodding to you.

" Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. It was really nice meeting you." She smiled in your direction.

You returned it and nodded.

"You guys take care."

Steve waved but he didn't look happy. You watched him as he watched her leave. There it was. You just knew it. That's the girl who broke his heart. He had mentioned a girl before but now you could put the face to the name. He looked upset. You didn't know what to say so you just hugged him. You felt his stiffened body relax in your arms.

" Do you want to talk about it?" You said as you pulled away and leaned back into your chair.

He held your hand. "I..."

" It's ok if you don't want to."

" No I do. I want to tell you everything."

" okay. Whenever you're ready. I'm all ears."

He chuckled. " It uhh took a long time and many girls to get over her.... I-I still love her. But, I'm not in love with her anymore. I used to picture us getting married and having kids. But she didn't see that with me."

" Oh."

Steve heard the sadness in your voice. " I...I'm sorry."

" No don't be. I understand that. Being in love with someone who doesn't feel the same way."

" It's just. I don't know. I'm different now. I still want the same things. But now...I know what I want and what Eddie wants is not the "ideal" type of thing everyone sees. But, we want to find someone who accepts us you know. Who doesn't mind the situation."

" Do you ever think of maybe having a monogamous relationship with Eddie?"

" uhh no. I mean he's my best pal. And I like him. But we need a girl. Well not just any girl. But someone who sees us and doesn't judge. Someone who sees us individually and together."

He smiled. " I know you do. That's why we are doing this. Because we want to build something with you."

" I see you." You said just above a whisper

You were looking for the right words to say. You had this burning question that was eating at you.

" But why me? You guys can have any girl you want?"

" Yeah maybe. But we don't want just any girl. There is something about you that silently spoke to us."

" But what if this isn't what I want."

He frowned. " if you don't want this. We could just be friends."

" What if I just want you?"

" You don't like Eddie?"

" I-I do. I like him a lot. But it's just a question."

" If that's what you want I'm sure Eddie would understand."

" Umm and if I want Eddie?"

He sighed. " Then I would have to be okay with that."

For some reason his answers were comforting. You did like the idea of having just one guy. But how could you choose? They were just so perfect in their own ways. You only wished they were one. How could you possibly juggle 2 guys? There was just 1 of you. How could you show them equal attention. And why would they pick you out of all people? What was so special about you?

Steve could see you lost in your mind. He didn't want you to overthink the situation. At least not so early on. He really did want to have a girlfriend and to do things that couples do. But he wanted it with Eddie there. He and Eddie changed so much this past year. And it was comforting to know Eddie had his back when it came to finding one girl. Sure it wasn't the norm to be in a 3 way relationship. But he and Eddie didn't care what others thought. They just need someone to fill the hole in their hearts. And their sights were set on you. Because well you were different. You rejected their advances when no other girl did. You spoke up for yourself when you felt uncomfortable. You were a nice innocent girl who seemed to be very protective of your heart. And he just knew that you would protect his and Eddie's with everything you had. That's why they picked you. Because you were special. And sure you were so damn gorgeous and he really wanted to fuck you. But he really wanted to see if things would work out. He didn't want to rush this.

" Steve? What if I'm not enough? I know I don't look like a girl who should be with either of you. But what if you guys suddenly see that and decide that you don't want me?"

Steve cupped your face. " Baby girl, you are more than enough. You got that. You are so beautiful that Eddie and I can barely stand it. And trust me. We want you. I want you more than you could possibly know. I know it's really early in this. But I can't help the way I feel about you. And all I want to do is make you happy."

" But what if this ends badly."

He kissed your cheek. " Who says this is gonna end at all? We are serious about this."

You kissed the palm of his hand. " just one step at a time."

After dinner he took you to a drive-in movie. You went with him to the food stand holding hands. He stood behind you wrapping his arms around your waist as he ordered popcorn and a large drink. He let you pick out a candy to share. He was surprised that you picked sour patch kids. He loved those.

Steve placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. " yes. One step at a time."

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" Sour patches?" Steve said holding you tighter as you guys stood off to the side waiting for the order.

" Yeah. I love how they're sour then sweet. Do you like them?"

" Yes. The lime ones are my favorite."

You scrunched your nose. "Ewww. My favorites are the orange ones."

" Gross. It's perfect. I'll eat the lime ones and you can eat all the orange ones." He said kissing your cheek over and over again.

You giggled. " And we can save the rest for Eddie." You turned around in his arms interlocking your fingers around his neck.

There was a moment. It was clear as day to anyone who saw. You wanted each other. Wanted more nights like this. More time spent in each other's arms.

He smirked. " Do you want me to kiss you?"

" Would it be against the rules if we kissed?" You asked a bit nervously.

" Yes please."

He groaned. He loved how polite you were. Even if it was against the rules. He would give you whatever you wanted. Just with one look from those pretty eyes of yours and he would be on his knees in the blink of an eye.

He gave you one tender kiss. Nothing like the first one. But just as good if not better. You liked this. Like the attention he was giving you. The way he held you like you had always been his. Being totally utterly adored.

" Will you excuse me? I have to use the ladies room."

" You keep that up sweetheart we just might break some rules tonight."

A sly smile crossed your lips as you booped his nose. " Promise?"

He just grinned and shook his head. You made it really hard for him to keep his hands to himself. He watched you walk away. The way your ass swayed in that dress made him lick his lips.

You went in the stall and lined the toilet with tissue and lifted your dress pulling down your panties. You sat down and started to go when a bunch of girls came home making a racket.

" Oh my god! Steve Harrington is here." One girl said

" Yeah I just saw him at the counter getting popcorn and pop."

"He was alone?"

" No. I saw some girl earlier."

" Really!? Awww "

" Was she pretty?"

" Yeah...for a fat chick. Can you say mooo?"

Your heart sank and someone gasped.

" Nooo! He's here with a fat girl? He must be horny."

" I don't know. The way he looks at her. It's like the way he looked at Nancy."

" Oh hell no. Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure."

" Did you see where she went? I want to look at the cow who has the hottest guy in Hawkins attention."

You could feel the prickle of tears coming but you blinked them away. You wiped and pulled up your undies, fixing your dress and flushed the toilet. You walked over to the sink and washed your hands. You could feel the girls staring at you and heard them whispering. You dried your hands and turned to look at the girls. Normally this is was something you would hide from or Liz would give them shit for making fun of you. Maybe she's rubbed off on you already. Either way you just felt the need to say something.

" Hi. I'm the cow on a date with Steve....yeah but my name is y/n. Next time you decide to talk about him or me. Just keep in mind that he chose the fat girl...and not you....enjoy the movie." You smirked and left.

As soon as you turned the corner you ran right into Steve's chest. Spilling soda all over his shirt.

" OH! Steve! Oh my. I-I I'm so sorry."

You went to grab napkins and tried to dry him.

" Baby girl, it's ok. It's just pop."

" No Steve. Gosh. I'm sorry." You dabbed at his shirt.

" I have an extra one in the car. Common let's go back."

You nodded. Once in the car Steve handed you the popcorn and candy. He leaned over the seat and dug for a shirt. He found it just a few seconds later. He took his soak top off revealing his hair chest. Something went off in you. Something feral. You squeezed your thighs hard and looked away. He noticed and laughed.

" What's so funny?" You said without looking at him.

" I uhh I like the way you stood up for yourself in there."

" You heard that huh?"

" Yeah. And let me tell you something." He said moving closer to you.

He took the popcorn and candy out of your hand and placed them on the dash. " You're anything but what they called you. You're not a cow but a goddess. You're not pretty, you're beautiful."

You swallowed gently and his face got closer to yours and his hand trailed up your thigh under your dress.

" And to be completely honest. I do want to fuck you. But I really want this." He said putting his hand that was on your thigh over your heart.

Your chest rose and fell rapidly. You wanted him to touch you. Or at least say that he could.

" Baby girl. Can I kiss you?"

You nodded.

"I need to hear you say it." His voice was deep and calling.

" Steve Harrington...Please kiss me."

He grinned and did. This time very much like the first. You could feel your skin raise as the kiss deepened. You adjust yourself so that you were on your back and he was between your legs. Not breaking the kiss once. He pressed his growth to your clothed cunt. He lifted your dress a little to get underneath it to your bra. When massaged your tits his mouth moved from your lips to your neck.

Your soft moans bounced off the car windows. Steve pushed harder into you causing you to gasp from his belt buckle hitting your bundle of nerves. You could feel your wetness leaking from your aching core. You moved his hand from your breast down to your tummy. You bucked your hips trying to feel his big bulge again. His mouth moved to the other side of your neck as one of your free hands went to his hair. You moved his hand lower. Once he touched your swollen clit your eyes rolled back. You let go of his hand and he started rubbing soft circles. You moaned louder and he pressed harder into your bundle of nerves making you impossible wet.

" Steve." You mewled

Then he stopped and sat up. You were instantly embarrassed.

" I'm-I'm sorry Steve. I- I didn't mean-" you tried to say while you sat up and pulled down your dress looking forward.

" No sweetheart. Don't be sorry. It's me. I...I shouldn't have let it go that far."

" No no. It was me. If-"

He shut you up by kissing you again. This time it was nice and comforting. A few seconds went by and he put his forehead on yours.

" Better?"

You nodded. " Yes."

" Good. Look baby girl. We can't do this when you're not ready."

" What if I am? What if I say I am?"

" Then you would be lying to me. And you can't do that. Not to me or Eddie. You're a good girl and you can wait."

" But-"

Steve put a finger on your lips. " No buts. We all have to go slow. Or else it will be overwhelming too fast. And I don't want that to happen to you. I know it's hard. But you gotta try. Try for me sweetheart."

You sighed. "Okay."

Steve felt bad for leaving you like that. Shit it was almost impossible to stop when he felt how wet your underwear were. All that mess from just kissing and a little bit of grinding. He knew Eddie would be pissed that he missed that. This was gonna be harder than he thought. He put on his shirt and pulled you so that you could lean against him.

Being held by him was the best thing he could have done after that mishap. You really did like him. And though your mind was clouded for just a moment. He was right to stop. It wouldn't be fair to Eddie. You had wished he was here too. So that they both could be near you. But it was Steve's time and you needed to give him your full attention. Which wasn't a problem. He really had this way about him.

You guys talked and talked. Even when his car was the last one still there. You rested your head on his shoulder and he stroked your hair. You guys sat there listening to music for a while until you fell asleep in his arms.

In the morning you woke up first. When you opened your eyes and looked up you were laying half on and half off of Steve. You smiled and laid your head back down. You fell back asleep for a little while when Steve woke you gently by stroking your back

" Morning sweetheart." His voice was raspy.

" Mmm. Morning." You said looking up into his eyes.

You smiled and he kissed your forehead. You sat up yawned and stretching. The second you were done Steve pulled you back down and hugged you.

" I like waking up with you."

You kissed his chest. "Me too."

You closed your eyes and rested your head again. You could hear his heart beat. You smiled when you heard it pick up when you held onto him tighter.

" I should probably take you back to Liz's. She and Eddie must be worried."

"Just 5 more minutes please." You pleaded in your sweetest voice.

Steve chuckled. "Okay Baby girl. 5 more minutes."

" Yay." You yawned.

You woke him with kisses. He smiled and he opened his eyes blinking sleepily. He looked at his watch.

You really meant 5 minutes but when you officially got up it was the middle of the afternoon.

Crap I was supposed to have lunch with Liz.

She was gonna be pissed. You looked at Steve and he was still knocked out.

" OH SHIT! WE GOT TO GO!"

You sat up and he got into the driver's side. You sat on the passenger side and took off your shoes. "What's wrong Steve?"

" I uhh I was supposed to meet Eddie at 11 to talk about the date. He's gonna be worried."

" Will he be mad?" You looked at him worried.

" Uhh maybe I don't know. He probably has been trying to get ahold of both of us."

Steve reached over and put your seatbelt on before he put his on and started to drive." I just don't want him to think that we did anything without him."

" Umm well hopefully he won't be too mad at us."

" He could never be mad at you. You're too perfect. It's just me he'll have a bone to pick with."

" Well I won't let him be mean to you. I'll protect you."

Steve chuckled grabbing your hand and brought it to his lips. " You're too sweet baby girl."

...

By the look of Eddie's face when you guys pulled up to Liz's driveway he was beyond pissed.

" Stay here ok sweetheart. I'll handle this."

You nodded and Steve got out. Eddie immediately started screaming at him.

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED I'VE BEEN?! YOU SAID YOU WOULD BRING HER HOME. I THOUGHT YOU GUYS GOT HURT! I CALLED THE POLICE, THE FIRE DEPARTMENT, AND THE HOSPITAL." Eddie was counting on his fingers.

" Munson man, I'm sorry. We fell asleep." Steve held up his hands.

" WHERE? IN THE CAR?! ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?! YOU COULDN'T EVEN GET HER INTO A BED!"

"Eddie man please. She's okay. I promise."

" SHE BETTER BE! IF YOU EVER DO THAT SHIT AGAIN WITHOUT TELL ME I-"

"Eddie?" You whimpered.

Eddie looked behind Steve and saw you barefoot and looking scared.

" I'm sorry Eddie. It was my fault. Don't be mad at Steve. I-I asked if we could sleep for 5 more minutes. I'm really really sorry. Please don't be mad." You looked at the ground from the shame you felt for making Eddie so mad.

Eddie's anger and worry went to sadness and regret.

" Oh pretty girl. No I'm sorry. I was just worried about you and Steve. Please don't be sad."

Eddie came and hugged you. " I'm not mad Angel. I was just scared. That's all."

" Promise." You said softly looking into those beautiful brown eyes.

Eddie smiled and held up his pinky. " Promise."

You hooked yours in his and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

" Thank you pretty girl. Can you please go inside? Liz is freaking out and I need to talk to Steve."

You looked over to Steve and he nodded that it was okay. Eddie squeezed you one last time and let you go.

You looked back and they both smiled at you.

" We'll be there in just a minute ok sweetheart." Steve reassured you.

" What the hell happened? Where's the shirt you left in?"

You pressed your lips into a thin smile and went inside. The moment you closed the door Eddie pushed Steve.

" Eddie, you know I would never do anything without her permission right?"

Eddie was fuming. " What happened?!"

" Well she went to the restroom and I was waiting for her when I heard some girls talking about me. So I got closer to listen and they were making fun of her weight. But she held her own. So I umm I wanted to make her feel better."

Eddie smiled that you did that but after he threw his head back. " Please tell me you didn't. She's not ready. We're not ready."

" We didn't. It was just cuddling. And..."

" And what Harrington?"

" I touched her."

" Where?!"

" Her tits and her clit. But over her underwear."

Eddie was furious. But he had to know. "Did...did you make her cum?"

" No. I stopped way before it got to that."

" Well okay. And she was okay?" He asked

Good. Eddie thought.

He didn't want to miss it when you came again. Yeah he knew he had to share you but it was getting harder and harder to be away from you.

" Yeah she was fine. She's good. I promise."

"Good." Eddie sighed.

"Alright. Let's see what our girl is doing."

Eddie nodded and walked with him to the door. " She looked really pretty in that dress."

Steve smiled. " Beautiful."

...

" Alright pretty girl. It's your turn. Do you save Dwalin from the Clutches of Vecna or do you wish to attack?"

You looked down at the board then to the party.

"May we take a time out to talk about how we will proceed?" You said looking at Eddie who was sitting on his throne.

He was grinning that stupid beautiful grin. You hated the way it made you feel like agreeing to anything.

You and the boys got up and huddled. Eddie watched as you were saying something to Dustin. He got a little jealous seeing the kids with their arm around your waist. But when you looked at him you stuck out your tongue at him, his jealousy went away. He looked to the side and did an open mouth smile, shaking his head. You were as cute as a damn button.

Eddie nodded with the smirk of all smirks. " You may."

After your date with Steve you spent the entire weekend with him. He was really showing you what it was like to be his girlfriend. He took you for a picnic and went mini golfing. He was so sweet. He told you how beautiful you were. The way he held you, it didn't matter where you guys were. He was always hugging you. He brought you flowers and always helped with your seatbelt. He was really winning you over.

But the following Friday was Eddie's turn. And he couldn't have taken you on a better date. He brought you to the highschool and had you join his campaign. It was actually the best 5 hours you've spent in Hawkins. Well besides the time you spent with Eddie and Steve.

Tonight you got to meet all of Eddie's friends from school. They were very accepting of you when you came to play. You guess you won them over by bringing pizza and cokes. Eddie had told you about them and you really wanted them to like you. You had an instant connection with Dustin. He was such a cute kid.

He took a liking to you too. He knew all about you. Eddie told him about the angel he met at the Hideout. And Dustin was really happy that Eddie finally found a girl. He knew that Eddie was really lonely ever since his uncle got transferred to a different plant in Chicago. His uncle wanted Eddie to come but Eddie wanted to stay and graduate. Now it was his fourth time around he was having a real hard time with not graduating last year.

Dustin knew about Eddie and Steve because well, they always did treat him like he was older than he was. But they never did talk about the extra curricular activities with him. Which was fine because he didn't want to hear about it. So he knew they were different.

Dustin thought you must be very special if Eddie brought you to the Hellfire club. This was the first time he ever let a girl come besides Erica. It also really earned you brownie points for actually knowing how to play the game. But right now you guys were in a bind.

You were the only one left and you had a choice to make. Save Dustin's character or fight. But see what Eddie didn't know is that you had a special spell shown to your character from the old men of the mountain that froze time. You could save the entire party and live to fight another day. All you had to do was roll anything over an 11. The odds of you being able to generate enough power to complete the spell were slim. You had to roll twice. Once, to be able to cast the spell and the other to see if it will have an effect.

" There's no shame in running pretty girl." Eddie snickered

You looked back up and narrowed your eyes at him. He sat there grinning like a mad man.

" Okay guys. Are you sure you want me to do this?" You asked one last time.

They all said yes and headed back to the table.

" Alrighty. What's it going to be?" Eddie asked

You looked at the others and they nodded." I want to use a spell."

...

Eddie sat there defeated. He smiled as you and the others celebrated your small victory. Now Eddie had to plan the continuation of The Cult Of Vecna. He was really happy about it. And what made things better was that you would be there.

Everyone went home and Eddie was about to drop you off at Liz's when there was a random car in the driveway. You didn't know who the car belonged to but he did. Billy Hargrove. He was trouble and Eddie knew that. How could he let you go inside with that creep in there? Billy gave Steve a hard time in 85 and he had been MIA for a while. But now he was back in Hawkins. And in the place you were staying.

You went for your belt but Eddie stopped you.

" What's wrong Eddie?"

" I uhhh. I don't want you to go inside."

You were confused. " W-why?"

" There's a guy in there. Not a good one."

You looked at the car then back to Eddie. " I'm sure all the guys she brings back here nearly every night aren't as kind as you Eddie spaghetti."

Eddie had a brief moment of giddiness. He liked that. And he would have kissed you for being so darn cute. But now he had 2 things to worry about.

" She brings strangers here a lot?"

" Well yeah. It's her mission to conquer man."

" Where do you go when she does that?"

" I umm I talk to you or Steve when they're busy."

" And when they don't leave right away where do you sleep?"

" The same place I slept when you came over."

" i-im sorry. I didn't mean-" you tried to explain.

It was quiet for a second.

Oh man that didn't come out right.

You saw Eddie's hands clenched and his jaw flex.

" You've been sleeping on the couch?" He voice was cold and angry.

" umm well yeah. I can't sleep with them."

" They stay the night?!"

Eddie heard the fear in your voice and immediately changed his tune. " Oh Angel. I'm sorry. I'm not upset with you. I'm upset that you're sleeping in a house with strangers. And that you're sleeping on the couch. And to make things worse. That...guy is in there."

You jumped at his sudden loudness. " Y-yes."

Eddie looked at you and you saw this anger there. You knew it wasn't towards you because he said it wasn't. But you didn't know what to do.

" Is he really that bad?"

Eddie saw past the anger and saw the beautiful you sitting there worried for him. "Yes pretty girl. He's bad."

You bit your lip. What were you supposed to do? Where were you gonna sleep if not on the couch? Your questions were answered as soon as you thought of them.

" Stay the night with me." Eddie grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips. " Please."

You wanted nothing more than to be with him. But this could be a very sticky situation.

" What about Steve? He won't think it's a good idea."

" I'll handle Steve. I just need to know that you're safe. And I can't know that if you stay here."

" Umm. Are you sure? This won't be too hard for you?"

" No. I promise. I will keep my hands to myself."

" Okay. I'll uhh I'll stay the night."

A sigh of relief left him.

" Can I go in and grab my toothbrush and some pajamas?"

" You can use my toothbrush and I have clothes."

"Eddie....I would really like to use my toothbrush. And I'm sure you nor Steve have anything that would fit me."

He looked worried.

" I will only be a minute okay."

He hesitated " Ye-yeah let's go."

" Then I'll go." He insisted.

" No Eddie. If they're asleep, we don't want to wake them. Besides it will be fast if it's one of us."

This protective part of Eddie was a turn on. But right now it was starting to annoy you.

" Eddie. You don't know where my things are. I'll be right back." You said a little harsher than you meant to.

"Angel?"

" It's okay. I'll be just a minute." You assured him.

Against his better judgement he agreed " If you need me. Just yell."

You nodded and hurried inside.

You grabbed your jammies first and then a pair of clean socks and undies. You went quietly to the bathroom and plucked your toothbrush out of the holder. You turned for the door but then thought about your deodorant. You went to the cabinet wheee you put it and pulled it out. When you turned around there was a half naked guy with long blonde hair standing in the doorway.

Seriously? How many hot guys were in this town?

His big blue eyes looked you up and down. His tongue ran over his front teeth with a click before he gave you a half smile.

" H-Hi." You stuttered.

He took a step closer and raised an eyebrow.

" Hey."

" I'm uhh Liz's friend."

" Friend....right." he smiled.

" I-I was just getting a f-few things."

" Where you running off to princess?"

" umm to my boyfriends."

Nope don't like that.

He was hot but the look in his eyes and the way he smiled made you weary and a bit scared.

"Ohhh you have a boyfriend huh? You sure about that?" He laughed and moved closer.

" Y-Yeah."

He was making you completely uncomfortable.

"Why don't you stay for a minute?" He asked, with a scary seductive smile.

" W-why?"

He smirked. " Well I made your friend finish. But I didn't get to....What do you say?...Suck me off...I won't tell your boyfriend."

What the fuck?!

" You're disgusting!"

His laugh was sinister. And his gaze was fucking awful.

" Okay. Okay. If you let me fuck your mouth. I'll eat that pussy. I like the way big girls taste."

You raised your hand to slap him but he caught it in mid swing.

" HEY!" He half shouted. "That's enough. If you want me to be rough all you have to do is ask."

You tried pulling your hand away but his grip tightened.

" Let me go you dick!"

" Oh you're feisty." He leaned closer and whispered. " I like when they're feisty."

You yanked your arm back so hard that you almost pulled it out of its socket. But he still held on. Much harder than before. This time grabbing the meat above your elbow on the other arm. Making you drop your things.

" Stop! You're hurting me!" You pleaded.

" Y/n? What's going on?"

Liz's voice came from down the hall. Billy let go of you quickly and stepped back kneeling down to pick up your stuff.

" Hey babes. I heard yelling."

" Sorry baby. I just scared your friend here. She dropped all her stuff. " Billy said.

You stood there dumbfounded. Eddie was right.

" Y/n where are you going? It's late."

"I-I" you stammered.

" Yeah y/n. It's late. You shouldn't be wondering about." Billy smirked giving you your things.

You snatched them out of his hands. " I'm spending the night with Eddie."

" And Steve?" Liz asked.

You nodded.

"Okay. Well be careful."

You walked past them stopping when you were right next to Liz. " No you be careful."

...

The drive back to Eddies was quiet. Eddie thought it was because you were worried about Steve. Which you were, but what just happened scared the shit out of you. You didn't tell Eddie about it because Eddie scared you more than that guy did. You've seen Eddie upset on 2 separate occasions. And you most definitely didn't want to see a third. Not now. You guys had such a good date. You didn't want to ruin the night.

He held your hand the entire ride. Your heart hurt every time he smiled sweetly at you. You should have let him go in.

This was the first time you've been to Eddie's trailer. The walls had so many mugs and hats. Steve was in the little kitchen making something. You saw him before he saw you. He looked so cute in his red and white plaid apron.

" I made y/n some cookies. I was thinking we can-" Steve cut off when he looked up and saw you.

" Sweetheart? Hi." He put down the tray of cookies and took off the oven mitts.

He came and before he could hug you Eddie took your things. Steve gave you a big hug smothering you with kisses on your cheeks making you giggle.

" Hi Steve... You made me cookies?

He let go and gave you his grin. " It was supposed to be a surprise. I wanted to see if we could go out and feed the ducks. And the cookies were supposed to be a bribe."

" You don't need to bribe me. I would go anywhere with you two." You looked between him and Eddie.

Eddie was happy that now you were safe. But he needed to talk to Steve alone.

" Hey Harrington. Uhh I need to talk to you. It's important."

Steve looked over to Eddie and nodded.

Eddie put a hand on your shoulder. "Angel. The bathroom is just down the hall. Why don't you change?"

" Okay. Umm Steve."

" Yeah sweetheart?"

" I umm I'm okay with it."

" Okay with what?"

"Eddie will tell you." You said giving him and Eddie a kiss on the cheek before grabbing your things and leaving.

Once the door was closed Eddie turned to Steve.

" Look man, she's gonna stay here tonight." Eddie held up his finger to stop Steve from interrupting him. " Just hear me out. She's been sleeping on the couch because Liz brings guys home almost every night. And sometimes they stay there. Also, Billy Hargrove was there tonight."

Steve furrowed his brow and flexed his jaw. " Eddie you were right bringing her here. But we need to make sure she's completely ok with being here."

" You gonna stay too? I'll sleep on the floor while you take the pull out."

" Uhh are you sure?"

Eddie grinned. " Yeah sure man. I don't mind."

" Ok then. But we need to change your sheets."

" Why?"

"Munson."

" What?"

" When's the last time you washed them."

Eddie crossed his arms. " I wash them all the time!"

Steve scoffed and rolled his eyes. He went back into the kitchen and put the cookies up. When you came out you were in your pajamas and socks. You had grabbed the wrong shirt. And now you were stuck with a band tee with the sleeves cut off. It showed way more than you would like. But it was what you had.

You came out with the full intention to just stay quiet until it was time for bed. But as soon as you went back into the living room Steve pointed at your wrist.

" What happened there?"

Your eyes dropped to where he was pointing. Your wrist was bruising. And pretty bad. Eddie went to you and held your hand gently.

" I didn't see this earlier. When did this happen?"

" I-"

" What the fuck?! Are those finger prints?" Steve said from behind you.

" What?!" Eddie questioned looking down at your wrist.

" No not there. On the back of her arm." Steve came closer and turned you so Eddie could see what he was talking about.

You were at a loss for words. You moved away from them and turned around to face them and put your hands behind your back.

" Munson c'mon! Just ask her nicely. She will tell you."

" WHO DID THAT TO YOU Y/N!?" Eddie scream made you jump.

Eddie punched the wall and went to sit down on the couch. Steve stepped in front of you to block your view of Eddie. You hated seeing him like that. Tears filled your eyes.

" Sweetheart, you're not gonna be in trouble or anything. Eddie is not mad at you okay. But you need to tell us who did that."

Steve wiped away your tears. You closed your eyes and hung your head.

" It was Billy. He cornered me in the bathroom. And he said nasty stuff to me. I was gonna slap him but he grabbed my hand. Then I tried to pull away. But he pulled harder and grabbed my other arm. If Liz didn't come I...I don't know what might have happened."

Eddie shot up. " I FUCKING KNEW I SHOULD HAVE WENT WITH YOU! I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL HIM!"

Steve turned his head and started shouting at Eddie. "NO! WE WILL HANDLE THIS LATER. CAN'T YOU SEE SHE'S SCARED OF YOU!"

Now Steve scared you with his yelling. Eddie stopped and looked at you. He felt the tears coming when he saw yours. He had to do something. No way in hell was Billy gonna get away with touching you.

" Harrington, take care of her. I'll be back." Eddie stormed off to his room.

Steve hugged you to get you to stop crying. But as soon as you saw Eddie coming back out with a bat you knew you had to stop him. He could get into a lot of trouble if he left right now.

Without thinking you pushed Steve away and chased Eddie outside.

" Eddie please stop!" You begged

But he wasn't listening. His mind was set on beating the shit out of Hargrove.

" Y/n. Please come back inside." Steve called after you but you ignored him.

It was Eddie who needed you right now.

" EDDIE! STOP!...I NEED YOU TO KISS ME RIGHT NOW!"

Your breath was hitched and your heart was racing. You had just broken a new rule. You agreed to stop kissing on the lips because every time you kissed either one of them it went too far. But you didn't know what else to do. When Eddie stopped dead in his tracks you said it again. This time in your normal voice.

" Eddie...please kiss me. I...I really need you to kiss me right now."

Eddie turned around and looked at Steve.

" Give the pretty lady what she wants."

Eddie nodded and dropped the bat and rushed to you. His kiss burned with the passion of a thousand suns. You had forgotten everything and everyone in that kiss. It was just you and him. Nothing else mattered.

The very moment his lips touched yours, anger no longer had a place in his mind. Instead it was replaced with a mixture of love and lust. Everything felt right when your lips were on his. Like the gods made them just for him. He had been wanting to kiss you since the night in the van. Every second with you was excruciating for him. No one could understand how he felt about you. Except for Steve.

You don't know when it happened but you were pressed up against the side of Eddie's van. Your hands were tangled in his hair. One of his hands was behind your head and the other was on the van. Your body betrayed you. You just meant a kiss. But you ached for more. You needed more.

Eddie full lips attached themselves to your neck. He sucked a little bruise making you moan.

" Eddie... Please. Can I please touch myself?"

He slowly moved to face you. "Have you been a good girl?"

His voice was low and deep. You nodded and he grinned.

" Harrington. Did you hear that?"

Steve came over and Eddie pulled you so that he could get behind you. His armswrapped around your waist as he pushed his hard-on against your ass. Your body trembled.

Steve cupped your face. " What do you want sweetheart?"

Eddie was grinding against your ass making you moan.

" I... I wanna cum"

Steve grinned pressing his body against yours. "Which one of us do you want?"

"Both...I want you both."

You heard Eddie groan when Steve pulled you back into the trailer. You sat on the edge of the bed. Steve stood in front of you pushing your knees apart with his. He gently took out your scrunchie and tossed it to Eddie. You looked over and Eddie took off his shirt and put his hair in a low bun and started taking off his rings.

" You sure you want to do this?" Steve asked

" Y-yes" you said softly not taking your eyes off of Eddie.

His body was perfect. The tattoos littering his chest made him look so damn sexy. His little happy trail that disappeared into his pants made you want to see where it ended.

Steve pulled your chin to look up at him. "If you want to stop. Just say the word."

" Okay" you said just above a whisper.

" Light on or off Angel?" Eddie asked.

"Off please."

Steve growled as he kissed you. His hands went for the waist band of your sweats and pulled them off with your panties. You immediately tried to hide your large thighs with your shirt without thinking.

" No no no pretty girl."

Steve pulled away and looked to see what you were doing. When he did, he frowned. Eddie pushed him slightly and squatted in front of you.

" Angel. You don't have to hide from us. You're so beautiful it's insane."

You looked at him. He looked so amazing. The light shining through his blinds made him look like a god. Your hands let go of your shirt and you pulled him into a gentle kiss.

" You're so pretty Eddie."

His laugh made your heart skip a beat.

" Baby girl? Do you want to be completely naked or is this fine?"

Your fingers went under the hem of your shirt and you pulled it off making your hair flip to one side. Your bare chest in full view. You didn't look at them because you were afraid to see their reaction.

Eddie stood up and they both looked down to you. You felt a little bit uncomfortable that they were gonna see all of you. But the way they looked at you eased your worry. This was it. Maybe it was too soon but you felt it. You were falling in love with them.

You felt a hand on your cheek. When you looked up Steve kissed you.

" Mmm. So beautiful sweetheart."

Their hands and mouth were everywhere but where you want them to be. After a few minutes Steve moved his mouth away from your breast.

Eddie sat down next to you and kissed your shoulder. " You are so fucking gorgeous pretty girl."

" Lay back and lift your knees."

You obeyed without question. Steve laid down next to you while Eddie got on his knees. Eddie's rough hands dug into your hips and pulled you so that you to the edge of the bed. He placed delicate kisses on each of your thighs. He slowly spread your knees to fully look at your sopping cunt.

" Fuck! So pretty." Eddie said looking at your swollen clit and puffy folds. He was in aww when he saw your pretty wet pussy clenched at nothing.

Steve took off his shirt, tossing it into the darkness. He kissed along you neck and his hand snaked down to rub circles around you bundle of nerves.

" Damn baby girl. All this mess for us?" He cooed

You watched as Steve brought his fingers into his mouth. Sucking them clean.

" Mmmm." He moaned.

" Good?" Eddie asked, kissing the sensitive skin between your pelvis and thigh.

" S'good Munson. Taste for yourself."

" Is that okay with you Angel?"

You met Eddie's big brown eyes and got lost in them. When his smiled you felt butterflies.

"Angel?"

" I-I. Yes Eddie. Please taste me."

" Such a good girl." Steve placed his lips on yours.

You moaned into his mouth as you felt Eddie's tongue. He made a very audible groan as he licked one slow strip.

Eddie groaned. " So fucking sweet."

Your hips bucked trying to find his tongue again. A low laugh made your whole body shudder.

"Please Eddie. Please don't stop." You begged in your sweetest voice.

" Don't tease her Munson. Make our girl cum."

Their girl? Fuck I love that.

Your breathless sighs and the sounds of slurping filled the room. While Eddie did figure eights with his tongue on your clit Steve's mouth was on yours. Hands massage your tits. Lightly twisting your nipples causing them to harden. Every inch of your body had goosebumps. Your face felt hot and you started to feel warmth building deep inside you.

Eddie flicked his tongue and sucked on your clit. You were quickly becoming a mess under him. You knew you were ruining his sheets.

Eddie never tasted a girl this damn good. He would do this for hours if you let him. He circled your entrance and slowly added a finger in. Your walls throbbed around it.

" Fuck Angel. Taking my finger so well... so tight and wet."

You rock your hips against his tongue. You were so close already you almost felt bad for it. Steve got up and kneeled next to Eddie pushing your legs further apart. Eddie moved away and kissed your thigh to let Steve have a turn.

Steve was much more brutal than Eddie. Which was surprising to say the least. He didn't give you time to adjust when he shoved 2 fingers into you. You whimpered and white knuckled the bed sheets. Then he touched something deep inside you. It sending shooting pains throughout your body. You had never felt this type of pleasure before. This causing you to climax. Your body shook as Steve continued you pump harder and harder.

" O-oh my g-g-god." You choked.

Your hips jerked uncomfortably. Steve showed your cunt no mercy. Even after you were squirming at the sensitivity. Before you knew it you were cumming again. Eddie was leaving hickeys all over your chest. Paying special attention to your overly sensitive buds.

" That's it pretty girl. Cum for Steve." Eddie stood up and went to kiss you. " That's it. You're doing so good."

When you came for the second time Steve finally pulled his hand away and left moistened kisses all over your inner thighs.

Eddie was a little jealous that Steve made you cum. But it was only fair since he got to make you cum first. As much as he wanted to fuck you, neither him nor Steve wanted to overwhelm you. Steve laid down too and kissed the side of your cheek.

Your legs were made of jelly and your body tingled. Even though you wanted them to make love to you, you were so tired. You forced yourself to sit up and turned to them.

" Thank you Steve." You kissed him on the forehead.

" Thank you Eddie." You kissed his cheek.

They both smiled at you.

" You feeling good sweetheart?"

" Very good." You replied laying in Steve's arms. Eddie snuggled behind spooning you.

You felt his length pushing against your ass. That's when you realized you had left them hanging.

You started to swirl your hips and Eddie pressed harder. Your hand went to unbutton Steve's pants.

" What are you doing sweetheart?"

You looked up to Steve. " I want you guys to cum too."

Eddie was gone. He was too busy kissing and nipping at your back grinding against your back side. You arched your back to push harder against him.

" You don't have to do that. We just wanted to make you cum." Steve said grabbing the meat of your bicep.

" Can I please touch you and make you cum?"

" if...if that's what you want."

Steve lifted his hips so you could pull his pants down. His cock smacked his stomach. Your eyes widened at the sight of his cock at full attention. He was huge. So thick and long. Your mouth watered at the sight. A small bead of precum made its way to the surface. You used your index finger to scoop it up and put it in your mouth.

Steve groaned. " Fuck baby girl."

You could feel Eddie's fingers dig deeper into your hip. His grunts rang in your ears.

Steve threw his head back when you held his member firmly and started to pump him. He looked back down when you removed your hand. You had licked your palm and returned it to his throbbing cock. He was coming undone so fast. Your hand was soft and warm and you had gripped him just right. Stroking him so damn perfectly.

That's when Eddie lifted your leg and hooked it over his hip. His fingers found your clit. He pressed hard and stroked lazy circles. He only did that for a minute until he slid his finger in. You moaned and leaned back into him. Still trying to concentrate on pleasing Steve.

You smile how quickly his body tensed. Hot thick white ropes spewed from his tip, pooling onto his stomach. You came at the sight. Eddie was so careful with you after. Once you were done he didn't want to overstimulate your senses. So he slowly pulled his fingers from you and licked them clean.

" Eddie. It's your turn." You rolled over to face him.

You guys all finally relaxed you giggled. This making them laugh. Eddie and Steve hugged you.

This was definitely going to be the start of something great.

" No pretty girl. You made me cum in my pants." He kissed you and whispered in your ear. " Again."

" I'm sorry."

" Don't be. It felt really good. I actually like it."

You yawned mid smile.

" Let's get cleaned up sweetheart."

Steve got up and held out his hand. You took it and the 3 of you squeezed into the small bathroom. They cleaned you up and you helped them. When you saw Eddie fully you had wished you weren't so tired. Steve was bigger but Eddie was just perfect. You knew he could definitely make any girl happy.

When everyone was cleaned you barely had your eyes open. Eddie helped you put on your shirt. He kissed your thighs when he lifted your panties. Steve tucked you into bed after.

" Get some rest baby girl."

" Night." You yawned and was out like a light.

They both gave you a kiss and went to the living room. Eddie was quieter than usual. All he could think about was sleeping with you. He wanted to hold you. Wanted to fall asleep with you in his arm.

" I know Munson. I want to sleep with her too. But it just might be the straw that breaks the camel's back. I want her to stay. I don't think that we can find anyone better than her. She's just so..."

"Perfect." Eddie said moving the coffee table out of the way.

Steve took the cushions off and handed them over so Eddie could use them to sleep on. "Yeah. I don't know about you. But, honestly I never felt like this. Not even with Nancy."

" Are you saying what I think you are Harrington?" Eddie went to the closet and pulled out blankets for him and Steve.

" Eddie. I'm falling for her."

Eddie chuckled. " Welcome to the club man."

" You too?"

" Well yeah. It's not everyday you find a girl who likes the same shit you do and looks like her. Dude she called me Eddie spaghetti. It's the cutest fucking thing I've ever heard." He plopped down on his makeshift bed pulling out your scrunchie.

Eddie looked towards the hallway that led to his room. " Do you think she will be okay in the morning?"

Eddie smiled as he slid it on his wrist. He never planned on giving it back.

Steve turned off the kitchen light and laid down. " She really is the best type of girl."

Steve looked up to the ceiling and sighed. " If she's not we will take care of her."

" What about Billy?"

Steve's brow furrowed. He forgot about him for a bit. " We tell him like it is. He ever comes around our girl again. He's dead. And if he doesn't get it. Then we beat the ever living fuck out of him."

" Could we just beat the shit out of him instead?" Eddie suggested.

" How do you think y/n would feel if we didn't try to settle this without violence? You saw her earlier. How scared she was... something happened there. I don't know what. But something did."

" You think someone hurt her?"

" I'm not sure. But the more we spend time together. I'm sure she will open up about it. "

" God I hope nothing bad happened. I don't know what I would do. I already lost my shit in front of her twice. And I can't lose her just because I'm overreacting."

" Yeah Munson. You have to think before you go berserk."

" I know man. I just get so scared. And I don't know how not to be. It's like I want to keep her hidden so nothing can hurt her."

"I-"

"Steve?...Eddie?" Your sweet sleepy voice called from down the small hall.

Eddie and Steve sat up and you were standing behind the threshold that separated the kitchen and living room.

" Can....can I sleep with you guys?"

"Yeah sweetheart. Come here." Steve pulled the blanket back.

You went to him but stopped and held out your hand for Eddie. Eddie took it and got into the bed with you and Steve. You laid your head on Eddie's chest and hugged his waist. Steve moved so that he can spoon you. The cute little noises you were making when you fell asleep made them smile. This was all they ever wanted. Something real.

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I need all of the above for wedding ask meme for aviskull pls n o w >:3

OH MAN LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Which one proposed? Was it grand and public? Discreet and private? Was it expected?

Avi proposed! It was private, but sweet nonetheless- they were stargazing at Skull's moms' farm when Avi popped the question. It was expected, but a lovely surprise either way.

Show us their engagement and/or wedding rings!

Everything on google for "amethyst engagement ring" is too elaborate for these two- but it is a simple black band with an amethyst in it.

Did they plan the wedding by themselves, with help, or with a professional planner?

They planned it with the help of Skull's moms!

Was the planning and time up til the wedding stressful?

Actually, no! It wasn't too stressful! They had a pretty clear vision and Skull's extended family and the coro gang all offered to help! (Skull's moms, uncles, and Army helped with food, Metry helped with choosing the clothing for the grooms, and the aunts helped build the place)

Who were the first people to find out about the engagement? How did they react?

Skull's moms! Avi and Skull were called in for dinner, and Skull told them that they had something to tell them. Mama Rose stood up, walked to the fridge, got a bottle of champagne, and said "Okay, what is it?"

It's a story often laughed about in hindsight

Who are the maids of honor and/or best men? Why and how were they chosen?

Skull chose his sister Watersplat as his best woman- because yknow, they're siblings. Of course he would.

Avi chose Vintage as his best man. Team Purple-blood made up a while ago and Aviskull both agreed that they wanted Vin in the wedding party, so he was Avi's best man.

Was there any drama whatsoever regarding the guest list?

Not really! The only bit was if they should make Sky, the S4 pet cat, a part of the wedding party. Eventually Avi caved and Sky the cat was carried by Mask- one of the Bridesmaids (Skull always referred to himself as a bride due to reasons- so his half of the wedding party was bridesmaids, regardless of their gender)

Show us a mood/stimboard of their wedding's general aesthetic.

Aviskull art by the lovely @lunartearrose here- everything else was a free picture on canva

Do they get married through court? Church? Third secret option?

Court married!! They signed the papers before leaving on their honeymoon. The actual location was a more woodsy spot of Skull's parents property

When do they get married? Night or day? Any specific reason for either?

Sunset! mainly for the fireflies during the nighttime celebration. Also it'd just look prettier

Do either of them play music while walking down the aisle (if they do at all)? If yes, show us their song.

So, they walk down the isle together instead of Avi waiting at the altar for Skull. Anyways I can't think of a good song- perhaps the instrumental of Bitter Water?

Show us their outfits!

Ooh! okay! i know for a fact I wont be able to find these online but. Avi wears a standard tux with a purple tie. Skull wears a white one with a blue tie- and a flower crown with a veil.

Do they follow any familiar, cultural, and/or religious traditions at any point of the wedding?

They have quite a few Viking traditions in their wedding- such as it being on a Friday (Sacred day of Frigg, goddess of marriage), exchanging of weapons, and also a GIANT feast at the reception- Skull's family loves to cook, so there were leftovers aplenty for people to take home.

Who was the ringbearer?

The ringbearer was Prince- Skull had no family members young enough, and Avi isn't in contact with his family beyond his dads. So, Prince and Regent were the closest in age to be flowerboys/ring bearers. So while Aviskull exchanged weapons, Prince gave them the rings and Regent was the flowerboy. It was a sight to behold, seeing this emo spreading flowers

Who married them?

Mother Lily. She also "initiated Avi into the Beryl clan" by giving him a second name. In this case, Orchid. (all of the beryl family has the name of a flower. Rose, Lily, Snapdragon (Skull), and now, well, Orchid)

Show us their vows. Did either of them tear up at them?

Tears were had on both sides. Here's the vows-

Avi- "Skull, since the moment we met, you've been one of my closest friends. You could've chosen anyone else to be your friend, and yet you chose me. You've made my life better, just by being there. Your smile, your voice... even your sweet tooth. Especially your sweet tooth, actually. Everything about you is as perfect as it can get. And I am happy, and proud, to have the honor to call you mine."

Skull- "Aviators, you've always been the best friend I could ask for. My shoulder to cry on, my anchor in times of strife. You've always been determined to put up with me, and for that, I couldn't thank you enough. Without you, I don't think I'd be half the man I am now. Whatever life and the gods may throw at us, we'll face it together. And no matter what happens, I'll have you."

Did anyone oppose the marriage? Did they speak then, or did they just forever hold their peace?

No one opposed the marriage- I mean cmon, who would?

What was the reception like? Any highlights?

So I'm assuming the list meant reception because I've been explaining the ceremony all the rest of the time so here.

It was essentially a traditional viking feast! Tons of food and drink- specifically honeyed mead. The wedding couple are required by tradition to get drunk but due to Skull being a sleepy drunk and Avi being an embarrassing dad while drunk, the two opted not to. When the sun went down, there was dancing in firelight and firefly light. Skull also rigged the bouquet toss- throwing it to Army (being an expert aim he was point-on) and letting Aloha propose (aviskull and Aloha planned it in advance. Army of course said yes after a few seconds of flustered stuttering)

Did anyone pass out from a food/alcohol coma?

Watersplat. Kinda. She can hold her alcohol pretty well. However, the mead her moms make made her incredibly sleepy after three drinks. Vintage took her home with well-wishes for his future in-laws (as vinsplat were engaged but wanted to wait until after Aviskull's wedding to start planning their own, mainly so there was less stress on their family)

Do they have a honeymoon? Where to? How soon after?

Aviskull's honeymoon is renting a cabin near a rocky beach and spending two weeks there. A rocky beach specifically because there's less people and also they get to bring back cool rocks and shells.

Do they renew their vows? Remarry, even?

Not in a grand dramatic fashion- they renew their vows to each other. Not as a grand declaration of love to everyone, but as a secret, sweet intimate affair to each other.

If the couple could describe their wedding in a sentence, how would they?

"The perfect next step to our lives together"

If you could describe their wedding in a sentence, how would you?

"THESE TWO ARE SO CUTE I CANT ASDGFHGHJFBDSGSDF"

#aviskull #aviskullcore #coroika

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introvert--weeb · 2 years

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hihi again🕺 and again CONGRATS MWAH

I'd like to partecipe at ur event!! and I choose mitsuya takashi for it and I will leave the rest to u<3🏃‍♀️

ofc take ur time and do not overwork urself🫂

hope u will have a wonderful day or night <33

Hello again my sweet ♥️

And of course! Please find it below the read more! ♥️

Please make sure you're looking after yourself too ♥️

It had all started when your friend had set you up on a blind date with someone they knew. Something you had never really done before, making you hesitate in agreeing at first. After all, you had heard about all the horror stories of blind dates, so of course you had to take time to think it over.

Ultimately, you had agreed. The date was arranged for that Friday afternoon at a café not far from your home. While you had no input in the planning, you were thankful for the location. It also meant that you had time to shop for a cute outfit so you couldn't complain.

"So, he will be the one with silvery lilac hair and the earring," your friend explained for the third time that hour. They had come over to help you get ready, mainly with the light make-up and your hair. Although you were able to get yourself ready, you were thankful for their assistance as nerves became an issue.

"Thank you for sorting this out for me," you smiled up at them. "But if he ends up being a creep, I'll never trust your judgement again."

"You will love him, I'm sure. Anyway... You are now ready!" They moved to the side to allow you to see yourself within the mirror. You stared at your reflection, loving the look that they had gone with. Natural and soft make-up while your hair was styled in a way that accentuated your features. You couldn't prevent the whisper of awe that escaped your lips. "If he doesn't fall over himself with how cute you look, he is blind!"

Getting to the café only took 10 minutes, allowing you time to calm your nerves. The venue itself was a perfect place for a first date and meeting. Large windows in front to allow as much natural light as possible; cushioned chairs rather than the usual wooden; and quiet ambient music just loud enough to be heard and yet not distracting. If the date went well, maybe you would utilise the café more.

You entered and allowed your eyes to scan the tables, in search for the silver-lilac hair. However, he didn't seem to be there just yet. Checking your phone for the time, you sighed in relief that you were simply early and he had time to turn up. Hopefully he knew what you looked like so he could find you.

'Might as well order and get a table before he gets here,' and with that, you did just that.

Mitsuya usually wasn't one for blind dates, finding them risky. All the horror stories seemed to taint the idea for him. However, when Draken had come over to convince him to try it out, he felt like he should entertain the idea. Even if it was only for Draken.

The Second Division Captain wasn't actively looking for a relationship, finding his time being filled with other responsibilities. However, even though he wasn't searching, he wasn't opposed to a relationship so he felt excited for the blind date.

Friday had rolled around quickly for him, almost forgetting about the blind date if it wasn't for Draken calling him. Thank God he woke up with enough time to sort Luna and Mana before having to get ready. Slipping on a white t-shirt, jeans and a thin jacket, he made his way to the café on his bike.

It was purely down to luck that he arrived just on time. The traffic seemed to be against him. Mitsuya was quick to park his bike and make his way inside the café. The atmosphere did help to ease his bad mood, something that he greatly appreciated. Don't want to meet a stranger in a bad mood after all.

"So... H/C hair and a sunflower bag," the boy muttered to himself as he scanned the tables. He was quick to find you.occupying the table in the corner, your hands nursing your favourite beverage. Mitsuya had to admit to himself that he found you cute, the way that you seemed to be day dreaming while you wait. But before he walked over, he decided he would order himself a drink too.

"Are you Chia?"

At the sound of your name, you looked up to find the cutest boy you had ever seen. He must be the boy you were waiting for from what you saw. Silver-lilac hair and the earring gave it away.

"Ah, yes. You must be Mitsuya Takashi, right?" You smiled towards him as he took the seat opposite yours. Mitsuya simply nodded and smiled back, taking a sip of his own drink. You could feel your heart rate increase slightly from the sight, a soft blush dusting your cheeks. First impressions seem to be going well.

The rest of the date went just as well. Conversation flowed naturally and the silences were comfortable. Contact information was even exchanged. Mitsuya seemed to like your company and you seemed to have developed a crush on the male.

"Would you allow me to take you home?" Mitsuya asked, a soft pink tinting his ears. "I have my bike after all and I really want to make sure you get home safe." Now, how could you refuse him? So that is how you ended up on the back of his bike, arms wrapped around his waist. Did he forget to tell you that you could hold onto the seat instead of him? Maybe.

"Thank you for an amazing time, Mitsuya."

"And thank you, Chia." He softly took hold of your hand, bringing the back of it to his lips. A soft kiss was placed on the skin, tingles being left behind. "We should do this again."

"Definitely. Until next time," you leaned forward to place a peck onto his cheek before rushing into your home, one last wave being the last he saw before the door closed. A blush covered Mitsuya's face along with a smile. Oh, he couldn't wait for the next time.

BONUS:

Draken and your friend couldn't help but grin that their joint plan had worked. Maybe they should run a match making business on the side of their other responsibilities?

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When he woke up that morning, he wouldn't have dreamt in a million years that he'd be here at 12:29 am, but here he was. It started out just like any normal Friday, except for the fact that he woke up alone. He was newly single, and even worse, it wasn't his decision.

He willed himself up and out of bed and got dressed for work...completing his outfit with a brave face that was actually anything but. Work was work, but his distress obviously showed, because a male coworker of his almost immediately asked him if everything was okay.

So he told Brad, that was the guy's name, the whole story. And Brad suggested that they go grab some drinks after work to blow off some steam, to which he quickly agreed.

So there they sat, drinking and talking. Brad just kept telling him what a catch he was...and what a big world it was out there. He agreed...telling Brad that he'd find a new girlfriend sooner than later. But then Brad asked something that changed the tone of the entire conversation.

"What if the world is just a little bigger than you thought."

The way Brad raised a single eyebrow when he asked that question told him everything that he needed to know, so he responded by raising both of his and nodding knowingly.

"That doesn't change things between us does it?"

It really didn't. Brad was a great guy, and he had every right do do whatever, or whomever he wanted behind his bedroom door.

He told Brad that he certainly didn't judge, but that just wasn't his lane.

"Tell me honestly...have you ever tried to reach it...even just once?"

He in fact had, and he told Brad just that.

"Well is yours that much better than everyone else's? Perhaps gold plated or something?"

It wasn't...which he again confirmed. It was also at this time that he stopped drinking for the evening, because he wanted to be able to say that whatever may happen next was of his own free will.

"So you've never wondered about it once?...EVER?

He just sat there silently...which didn't feel like silence at all.

"Well...I don't see how you can say that you don't like something that you've never tried."

He just shook his head in agreement

"So look. I'm a very private person...ESPECIALLY about my lifestyle, so if you've ever wanted to see JUST what it's like, then I'm your golden ticket. Nobody will ever find out."

He just looked at Brad as he pulled his wallet out to pay for both of their drinks, and told him "no kissing, no penetration...only oral."

So off they went to Brad's apartment. Even as he stood there undressing infront of one of the last people he'd ever expected to, he questioned what he was even doing. And he began to question even more than that, when as he stood there completely naked infront of another naked man, he looked down and noticed that he was completley erect.

"Don't worry buddy, it's just the excitement of the situation. Now go ahead and get up onto the bed."

So he did. Settling in on his back with his legs spread and his feet flat on the comforter. Oh yeah...and there was another man's head between his legs.

"Just go ahead and close your eyes if it makes you more comfortable "

So he did. And he took maybe two breaths there in the darkness before he felt Brad envelope the entire length of his cock...which felt like nothing that he'd ever experienced in his entire life.

Ever the curious cat, he opened his eyes now, and watched his buddy work his lips expertly up and down his rock hard shaft which made him realize that when it came down to brass tacks, a mouth REALLY was just a mouth.

Now this may have been his first foray into same sex relations, but he knew how blowjobs typically concluded. What he didn't know however, was whether or not there was some kind of bro code about who would facilitate the actual release, so he asked Brad "So what exactly do I do when I'm ready to....?"

Brad pulled away from him momentarily. "When you get that no going back feeling deep inside of you, just tap me on the shoulder and I'll take care of the rest."

He just nodded as Brad returned to the task at hand, and he was struck by just how much more natural it felt than when he was swallowed by another man for the first time in his life, even though it was only minutes prior. He was enjoying this, there was no question about it, but he was distracted at the same time by the uncertainty of what to to with his hands. Running them through Brad's hair just seemed wrong, so he decided instead to just clasp them together behind his head.

Part of this whole scenario felt too surreal to even truly comprehend, but there was one thing that was abundantly clear. This felt different than any other blowjob that he'd ever received before. Sure they were all good, some better than others, but he always felt like the women held back a bit...lest they be thought of as a whore for being too good at it or enjoying it too much.

But Brad, on the other hand, had no such insecurities. He attacked that cock almost, as if he were trying to sell the merits of same sex oral copulation...and he was doing a damned good job of it.

It wasn't long before he detected a hint of that aforementioned no going back feeling, so he closed his eyes now. He didn't want the feeling of release, when it eventually happened, to be superseded by what he was looking at. It was growing stronger now, so he removed his hands from behind his head, and placed them on the bed at his sides. There was no going back at this point, so as instructed, he tapped Brad on the shoulder. He returned his hand to the bed, and about five seconds later, both of his palms turned to grips with the comforter balled up inside of them.

So there he lie, trying to process what had just happened. He was straight. there was no doubt about it, but he had also just experienced the most intense oralgasm of his life without a woman anywhere nearby, which made him question the line between pleasure and gender interaction.

"Are you okay man? We don't have to continue if you're uncomfortable."

It was true that some of his initial excitement had waned as soon as Brad had swallowed the last drop of him, but a deal was a deal.. and his word was his word. But more than that, he really did want to know how it would feel if he could somehow reach, and this was his best opportunity to find out. So he told Brad "No...not at all. I definitely want to continue. Just let me go to the bathroom real quick, and when I get back, I want you lying right here where I am."

When he returned from the bathroom, Brad HAD assumed the position. Legs spread, feet flat on the bed, and knees in the air. And there IT was, between those very legs, resting rigid in his hand.

So he climbed up the foot of the bed, and then once he was close enough, he pushed Brad's knees down so that his legs splayed outward towards the edge of the mattress. Then he crawled up just a bit further.

He hovered over it for a moment, telling himself that this kind of thing was commonplace in prison...and since so many paroled felons immediately looked for a way back inside of those walls, then it couldn't really be that bad.

"Just pretend that it's you if it helps man, and do what YOU like. And there's no pressure to finish, you can bug out anytime that you want. I will completely understand "

So he took a deep breath, leaned in closer, and ran his tongue up the entire underside of the shaft. As he neared the bottom of the tip, he noticed the familiar pooling of precum that was soon to be a trickle, so he dove right into the deep end and licked the entire head of Brad's cock kitchen clean.

He was still alive, so he opened his mouth, and swallowed that pristine mushroom tip...and then the rigid cock that anchored it to Brad's body. He thought about the offer of early ejection, but he considered himself a man of honor...of his word. And he also WAS curious to see how it felt from the other side, so this was a "when in Rome" situation if there ever WAS one. He was going to suck the backbone out of this cock, and that was all there was to it.

As he continued to go down on his buddy, even further than he thought he could actually, he heard "just do what YOU like" in his ears once again. So he circled his right thumb and forefinger around Brad, about an inch from the base of his shaft, and pulled the excess skin taught against his balls...bringing the veins and nerve endings beneath his flesh into play.

He began to work more intently now, his mouth resembling a stripper working the pole the day before rent was due. He payed close attention to his breathing as well, not wanting to get caught in a deep exhale when the dam finally broke.

Oddly enough, the only thing that he WASN'T worried about was the taste. He had unlocked that mystery years prior after an especially fruitful solo session. It was fingertip, to open palm, to tongue. It wasn't that bad actually, but he never really developed a regular attraction to it.

He could feel Brad's breath begin to shorten now, so he removed his right hand from around his cock, and relocated it to down between his legs. Sure enough, there was barely any give in his balls, which was a telltale sign that he knew all too well. So he held that same hand up high enough for Brad to see, and gave him a thumbs up.

It wasn't much longer at all before he felt a tap on his shoulder, so he began to breath through his nose as if he were in labor. "It's just like shotgunning a beer" he told himself as he felt Brad's hips raise slightly from the bed. And then it happened.

I wasn't nearly as traumatic as he expected it to be. If anything, due to the relatively thick viscosity of Brad's offering, it was almost...easy. Just a few quick swallows and it glid easily down his throat, to the point that he lost himself in the moment and began to stroke that withering cock in his hand in search for more.

He sat up now and looked at his spent friend, not even noticing at first that he himself was now rock hard. Once he DID notice, he looked back at Brad with raised eyebrows.

"Oh no...otherwise we'll just go back and forth all night. But seriously, I don't expect this to become a regular thing. Like I said earlier, you're a catch, and some woman will realize that very soon. But with that said, if you ever feel an itch that you can't quite reach, I'm always here to scratch it for you. Now let's get dressed and go have a beer. We can still make last call, and I'm sure that you can use one."

So soon enough, they walked back into the bar that they'd left just an hour before. "Weren't you guys just here?" asked the bartender.

"Yeah...but we decided to pop out for a quick bite to eat."

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October 27 - 2023 Friday

8:55am

I'm ready to be different, I'm ready to change SOMETHING. Constantly expressing myself feels like it but I want to think of a way to remind myself to do it or ways to practice it. It's weird though because it feels like a completely internal process. Something about the way I'm thinking just isn't letting me repress anything right now. It's easy to let things like that slip though, I'd rather have a physically grounded way to retain what I'm doing right now.

The best way I can describe what is happening is I'm letting my feelings flow like a river or something. They just come and go. If I think of things that hurt me, I let it hurt and it moves on. I know this is working because the deep feeling of dread I felt at almost all times isn't really there and I'm actually able to focus on and appreciate other things I'm doing. That felt impossible before.

8:29pm

God damnit, I was gonna join my friend Ena for Space Rangers tonight but she wasn't on so someone else was hosting and it was a game night that I didn't wanna do so I left. I joined this nanachi creator's birthday party who I don't even like but a lot of people recognized me there. I decided to wear my nanachi for the night which was a mistake because all I could think about was the time when I actually used it and how much energy I put into someone who took me for granted and didn't respect my feelings. As much as I wanted to imagine myself socializing tonight, I wasn't able to keep up the act and left. Maybe I'll get back on for the party because it was popping off but only if I can let myself feel this damned misery and move past it. I kinda also wanted to make a new avatar but fashion design is not my strong suit. I want to make a skater/punk girl outfit for my otter again.

If I get back on to hang out I'll have to find someone to bind to and be their support for the night. Thats how I used to make friends in the past. I have to find someone I actually sort of like in a way to talk to but thats pretty hard. I judge people too harshly.

9:28pm

Yeah, I wish I was talking to Daisy tonight. She's my favorite. It's okay to feel that way, it's an expression of my affection. It's okay to feel a little sad that I'm not. I can still find something else to do and enjoy my night. I am my own person. And I'm happy she's attending the con because I know she loves the socialization. It's okay that I feel just a little lost. There are things I can think of I'd like to be doing but don't necessarily have the energy for. Right now I'm watching Twitch and I'm content. Maybe I'll get back on VRchat but maybe not.

12:36am

Today's breakfast was the same as yesterday with the addition of a pear cup. I also slept in for an hour on purpose because I felt tired enough, I think it was a good decision. I decided not to stream and put together a different schedule today to try and get everything done. I did most of what I had to do which is good given the circumstances. I did Inktober and today's commission in David's server. Someone in there makes this "tsk" noise with is mouth nearly every sentence and it really got on my nerves. I left when work was done to do my workout which I completed in full. I think workouts have been hard lately due to slight lack of sleep because I didn't have trouble today. Lunch was a fantastic tuna melt with some cereal. I cleaned up afterwards and then completed the picture of Daisy's rats for her and another idea of mine plus some sketching. With work done I took a little break before VR time. I took a very tiny hit to compliment the drink I was having. Like I said before, VR was a bust and I ended up getting off to do a little avatar work and watch Twitch which was chill enough. For some reason at about midnight when I should have been in bed, I decided to ass blast myself with my lovense. I was too drunk to enjoy it which is almost always the case. Nutting just isn't that great drunk.

I've been thinking a lot about certain things I still have to figure out exactly what I think/want to happen. Ultimately I need something to change either internally or externally. But the most important thing for me right now is to keep letting my feelings out.

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la-appel-du-vide · 6 months

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Family Photos 2023

This whole experience was not great, haha. I scheduled photos about a month in advance, specifically telling our photographer (Sierra) that I didn't want fall colors, and just wanted a majestic mountain scape/pine tree backdrop, and that we wanted to bring Reef. We scheduled it, and she suggested Albion Basin. Everything was fine, right? I rented a dress, and started planning our second outfit. On Sunday night, before our pictures scheduled on Tuesday, I texted her to ask if she could send me a pin to the location where she wanted to meet, and to make sure she was ok for us to bring Reef. And that's when it all went up in flames.

She didn't text me back until Monday, and told me she had us down for that night, rather than Tuesday night. I told her I didn't even have my dress yet, and we still needed to get the rest of our outfit pieces for the second look. She said she had scheduled an appointment for Tuesday that she couldn't get out of, so we'd have to reschedule. I told her I'd rented the dress and it was nonrefundable, and that I'd like to find a way to make it work. She said she could do it if we met her up there at 6 AM on Tuesday instead of Tuesday night. I didn't love the idea, but wanted to just get it done, so I agreed. We ran around like crazy Monday night pulling together everything we'd need, since we wouldn't have most of the day Tuesday to finish that like we thought we would, and then I got home, showered, and started working on my hair. That's when she texted me to tell me she wasn't feeling well, and wouldn't make it in the morning. I was so frustrated. She said she'd pay for me to re-rent the dress, and asked to push it back a week. I checked with the dress company, and they couldn't accommodate that, since they needed to ship the dress out of state that Friday. And I knew if we waited too long, the fall colors would get even more dramatic.

I told all of this to Sierra, and she said she'd see if she could find a replacement photographer to do our photos, but assured me she'd only pick someone she'd trust to do her own photos. Again, frustrating, since we paid her almost $400 to do it. But whatever, I just wanted to get it done. She didn't have any luck, and she finally told me she'd do the photos on Wednesday if I could keep the dress one extra day. Luckily, I was able to do that. She made us do them in not great lighting, since she had a golden hour shoot scheduled after, but again, WHATEVER. That's when she also dropped the bomb that dogs aren't allowed at Albion Basin, so we would have to change locations. The only location idea she had to offer us was absolutely not the vibe, so we had to do our own location research and propose an idea. She thought about saying our idea (Tibble Fork in American Fork canyon) was too far, and I think if she had stuck with that I would have lost my mind, but luckily she eventually agreed.

I could tell during the shoot that she wasn't really a professional, since she could only shoot in very specific light - just like me. But I don't claim to be a professional and charge a crazy amount of money for my services. She wouldn't let us pick areas to stand in if there was sunlight or too much shade, and so we really never got the backdrops we were hoping for. Reef was surprisingly well behaved though, and I was proud of him. The only issue was while B and I were doing photos and he was tied to a bush, and got so tangled that the leash was wrapped way too tight around his foot. He started panicking, and I felt so bad about that. Otherwise, he was basically as good as we could have hoped.

When we got the photos back, we were disappointed by some of the lighting and framing. It definitely did not capture what we were hoping for. We asked her to adjust some of the editing to make the background less bright and more visible, and it was just awkward because she got offended. But really, she made us shoot in less than ideal lighting, and rescheduled on us, and just kept making things harder for us. I will never use her again. She sort of fixed the photos, but they are still not quite what I wanted.

All in all, yes. Some of these are nice photos. But not for the price we paid. I expected something more like our Oregon engagements. Lessons learned.... ugh.

Luckily, if you don't know all of the backstory, you probably just think they look pretty hahah. Love my little family.

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cesca-untoldstories · 2 years

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Actor AU where Jotaro is the star of a TV series called "Stardust Crusaders" and while he's gruff and intimidating on TV he's actually a really sweet and timid guy off camera. Cesca is one of his biggest fans

SINCERELY I LOVED THIS AND WROTE SOMETHING KINDA LONG ;w;!!!

Francesca is part of the entourage of the Stardust Crusaders fan club, she and her colleagues get together every Friday to talk about the series, comment on chapters and throw parties when the characters have their birthdays. but who knew that in a paid Meet & Greet she would finally meet one of her idols.

Jotaro, lives a rather monotonous, extravagant but tiring life. From a young age he has begun to participate in television series, Stardust Crusaders being the most famous so far since he has reached the most hidden corners of the world. Everything is always cameras, people screaming for his autograph or photo wherever he goes, he can't be calm. He loves to read and have time for himself or his little fishies, which he loves to clean every day. but not a day goes by that they don't try to sneak into his house to take a picture of him or ask for interviews for the show business. At that meet & greet he was tired, it was always the same, signing an autograph and taking a photo posing but this girl caught his attention.

They were able to take a photo together but Francesca was so focused on what she would say to her colleagues that she forgot everything from her cell phone to the photo that was taken in it. Jotaro kept the cell phone and promised to return it to her if he were to find her again, a favor for which she did him by getting a lot of laughs out of him at that tiring moment and without much expectation.

One more day and Francesca thought she had lost everything, without her cell phone the days at the university are more boring than usual, a Monday and quite far from getting together with her fan-club friends to talk about the serie, she only has to watch the chapter she loves again and again. Perhaps this are the classes that bore her the most and she was a little sleepy but after seeing the same Jotaro in her classroom window wearing clothes from the arc that he is now recording holding her cell phone something in her woke up inmediately. Between thinking that perhaps the antidepressants that she takes every morning have pleasurable illusion effects or that she was simply going crazy, left that classroom scared, bumping into more than one teacher or student along the way. Is it possible that an illusion begins to haunt you? That's what Francesca thought as she collided with one or another wall scared of what she was seeing, it's not that every day Jotaro Kujo dressed in the outfit he's recording starts chasing you around your university with your cell phone in hand, right?

Running home she was cornered fearing for her own illusions and hiding behind the backpack screaming that it wasn't real, that it was only a product of her imagination. Jotaro stared at her and placed the cell phone in her hand while laughing gracefully as he told her that he also studied at that university once and taking a seat next to her told her that maybe he is in shape to record the arc but he still feels that cigarette asthma is taking effect. a rather pleasant small talk between the two with a lot in common. Jotaro offering to go to drink something to remedy the bad time, Francesca had only read that in stories that people publish on the internet and she is in charge of ordering them and even printing them but now, was she still living her illusion for antidepressants? but the most important... No one can know or see them together! She is undoubtedly a die-hard fan, but when things really happen and the stars align.... what she wants least of all is to be seen with a star.

Their lives will turn 180 ° where Francesca will have to hide her friendship and possibly something else with that television star. while Jotaro will finally begin to live out of the spotlight.

((this kinda sounded like an Ecchi theme hahahahaha and I love it, like a dorky rated ecchi of a fan dating a T.V star but both been so dummy to the point of innocence, would be much fun to see how 'cesca has to hide everything in her room to "look" normal and hide those fanfics she printed between him and reader, HE IS IN HER ROOM SHE AIN'T SHOWING THIS OUT IN PUBLIC! ))

#.au #.alternativeuniverse #jojo au #jotaro kujo #francesca castiglier #my bizarre soulmates #jjba oc #jojo oc #actors au

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dreamescapeswriting · 3 years

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Unspoken Challenge ~ Bang Chan [M]

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GENRE: Smut, fluffy, nerdy/dom chan

PAIRING: Nerd Bang Chan x Reader

WARNING: Light choking, squirting, Chan dom...I think that’s it

A pen was tapping over and over again on the desk behind you and it was starting to stress you out. The class was already hard enough you didn't need some moron making it worse, you took in a deep breath trying to push down the urge to smack whoever it was behind you. They'd done nothing but tap the pen onto the desk as if they were anxiously waiting for something to happen. As time passed the pen tapper got faster until you finally snapped, turning around and slamming your hands onto the desk making the pen tapping stop.

"Do you have any idea how god damn annoying you are?!" The boy behind you smirked as you snapped at him, he'd been doing it to wind you. Felix was the University player and liked it whenever girls talked back to him, it gave him a reason to shamelessly flirt with them.

"The dog bites, I like it." You rolled your eyes at the boy who had a giant smirk on his face. Lee Felix, he was one of the popular students at your university and you hated him and his group of friends. They did nothing but wind you and another student up - Christopher Bang - claiming that you were both cheating on tests or they would come up with some kind of nasty rumour about you both this week alone it was that you'd slept with the entire football team. It wound you up that they were always so cruel to Chan when he was nothing but sweet to everyone he met, it didn't bother you so much when they were mean to you but when they were mean to Chan it pissed you off.

"What's up princess? Chan cant get it up and satisfy you in bed?" A bunch of snickers followed the comment he made but you just rolled your eyes again, turning to face the front of as you started waiting for time to pass. 'princess' was Chan's nickname for you, no one else's and it irked you that someone else had the audacity to use it on you. All you had to do was make it through this one lesson and everything would be fine, you could go and find Chan, Minho and Seungmin and go for lunch. The only thing getting you through this lesson was the thought of lunch with your boyfriend and two close friends.

"We all know what you're after, a good dicking but you're not going to get it from Chan," Felix whispered in your ear as he leant forward to you. He noticed you watching the clock above the teachers head and chuckled softly,

"You can come to me anytime, I'll show you how a real man should fuck you..." Hearing his words you drowned out his voice thinking about the first time that you and Chan had been together...How he was nothing like you thought he would be. See, everyone had Chan pegged to be the super quiet, shy and nerdy type...Which he was but once you got him into the bedroom it was as if an alter ego took over. You called him Christopher since Chan hated whenever someone would call him by his long name.

"Running late?" Minho smirked as you began sprinting towards the student library as you ignored him but he just ran alongside you, teasing you repeatedly as you rushed to get to the door.

"Minho, fuck off. If I'm late again Chan will kill me." You mumbled as you slowed down to a walk outside the door, pushing the double doors open to see Chan had already packed up his things.

"Chan I was caught up at work-"

"Whatever, you clearly don't want to get through the class. I'm not wasting my time with you." You hated that he was blowing you off, you'd been trapped at a late shift so you couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't as though you had Chan's number so you could let him know what was going on. He was so private he wouldn't give you his mobile number or where his dorm was, you'd tried to get it from him but he wouldn't tell you.

"Chan I need to pass this class, work kept me behind and made me do a later shift...I want to pass this class please-" You were following him out of the library as he walked away from you, keeping his head down as he tried to ignore the fact that you were there. You weren't going to let him get away with ditching you, not when you really needed this from him. There was no one else you could go to. No one was as smart as Chan and he knew that.

"It's Friday night, just go out and drink...Whatever it is you do on a Friday." He mumbled to you, stopping himself from walking when you stood in front of him. This was the first time he looked at you properly today, you weren't in your normal attire. Normally you'd be in jeans and a low cut top but today you were in a diner dress and some tennis shoes. The nametag on your dress being the giveaway that it was your work attire.

"We can do this Monday, I have plans tonight." He mumbled moving away from you but all he could think about was the dress you were wearing and the way you looked in the dress. He wasn't an idiot, he knew you were good looking but he also knew you were out of his league so he was never going to do anything. That didn't stop his mind from wandering about things though, the things he would do to you if you were his and he could have his way with you. Punishing you for being late to an important study session, punishing you for the way you wore low cut tops and bent over in front of him. Sometimes he thought you only did those things just to tease him.

Minho chuckled at you as you watched Chan walking away, his leg was kicked up on the wall behind him as he laughed at you.

"You're not going to drop this are you?" You shook your head at his question and demanded Chan's dorm room number. You knew they were living in the same dorm building and he had to know where Chan was. There was no way you were going to not study, Chan was the smartest kids in the university and not to mention in your course. He was your only hope of passing the test on Tuesday.

The door swung open but Chan didn't seem too happy to see you standing there. The smile on his face dropped and he rolled his eyes, he thought you were the pizza he'd ordered himself. His ''plans'' for Friday night were to sit alone watching the new Anime that had come out with a pizza.

"I told you we could study Monday-" He went to shut the door but you pushed your foot in front of it stopping him from doing so if you were anybody else he would have continued to shut the door.

"Chan, the test is Tuesday. Please. I'm hopeless without your help." He nodded at you not disagreeing that you were hopeless in it and not being able to resist the puppy dog look in your eyes so let you into his dorm room.

"You get one hour, any more than that I'll charge you." You excitedly threw your arms around him, jumping up and down as you thanked him over and over again but his mind was racing. You were still in the diner outfit that made his mind wander over everything, he could feel your chest pressed against him that made him bite his lip.

"Y-Yeah, come on in." He stuttered out, pushing his thick black glasses onto his face as he shut the door behind you.

"What exactly is the part you're struggling on?" He questioned as he walked you into the living area of his apartment, sitting you down and sitting beside you with his own books.

"If I say all of it will you kill me..." He raised his eyebrows at you and shook his head, he had no idea how you could have been struggling with any of it. He was helping the tutor grade papers and all of yours were on par with his. You were smart to say you were one of the popular girls in the University,

"I've been behind because of work, I haven't had time to get as much studying as I would like done." He nodded along with you and then he started questioning you on small bits from the classes that week. Wanting to know what you did and didn't know so he could come up with a studying style that would be best for you.

Later that night you woke up to a blanket being laid over you, you flinched looking up to see Chan standing there. He'd been grilling you for most of the night with questions and when his pizza finally arrived he shared it with you. Choosing to help you rather than throwing you to the curb like he said he was going to do,

"You fell asleep, you looked peaceful so I was going to just-" You shook your head, telling him that he didn't have to explain himself to you.

"C-Can I come over during the weekend? I don't have a shift so I can study for longer. Unless you have plans?" You suggested, getting up from the sofa and hunting around for your bag, the only plans he had would be the anime and he liked the idea of helping you far more than that.

"I don't have plans...You can come tomorrow." He whispered as he began walking you to the door, checking outside of the door to make sure the male tutor wasn't around and you wouldn't get scolded for being in the boy's dorm. The one rule on campus, no girls in the boy's dorms, no boys in the girl's dorms.

"Thanks for this Chan, I owe you one." Without even thinking, you stood up on your tiptoes to give him a small kiss on the cheeks. His ears began to turn a bright red colour making you giggle as you quietly snuck out of his room and headed home, looking forward to the weekend of studying with him. Chan's hand slowly raised to his cheek as he touched where your lips had been, he groaned to himself ignoring the tent that was starting to pitch in his jeans. It was just a stupid kiss yet his mind kept wandering back to the butterflies he'd been feeling.

The next night you were sitting together after studying all day, it felt as though you were in class rather than studying. Chan had different tests laid out for you, flashcards and study folders all laid out for you to work from.

"I could rip my eyeballs out, how do you get all of this done." You yawned at him, it seemed as though he just glanced at a page and the information would instantly be implanted into his brain.

"You're like one of those Aliens, aren't you? You absorb information with one glance!" The fake gasp that came from you made Chan laugh which sent butterflies to your stomach, you'd not heard him laugh like that before. The smile on his face was enough to make your whole body feel like you were floating, he looked so cute when he smiled like that. A small dimple on his cheek and the way his eyes scrunched together,

"You have a really pretty smile," You whispered before you even realised you were talking aloud, a giant blush spread along Chan's freckled cheeks and his ears turned a brighter red than before.

"I'm sorry cutie, I didn't mean to embarrass you." You squeezed his cheeks playfully but his hand gripped onto your wrist to stop you from babying him like you were,

"Don't treat me like I'm a baby, I'm not." He growled at you, you were taken back a little not expecting this side to come from him it and interested you a lot.

"I-I'm sorry, I was just playing...You are cute though Chan." Your comment was only met by another growl and he moved away from you muttering something under his breath that you didn't hear.

"Chan?" You went to reach for him to apologise but he grabbed your wrists again, pinning you to the sofa below him. You squirmed under his grasp looking up into his dark eyes as he stared down at you,

"I'm not some cute little nerd," You let out a small whimper as you looked up at him. A pool went down to your core at the way he looked at you, his eyes had darkened over and it wasn't the nerdy Chan you knew. You squirmed once again under his grasp.

"Squirming so much and I haven't even touched you," He smirked and you could have sworn the nerdy Chan you knew was gone and replaced with whoever this was now.

"You're so pretty when you're scared...Maybe I should fuck you dumb huh? Then maybe we can fill the brain with the study material...Stop you watching your phone every four seconds." He'd caught you reading through something on your phone that wasn't the work he was setting you and he didn't care what it was he just didn't want you to waste his or your time. This side of him made you excited but you also wanted to tease him for it see what else he was hiding under the nerdy persona he was exhibiting,

"I bet you'd cum as soon as you put it in me," You challenged, looking him in the eyes as you bucked you hips up to meet his. He licked his lips watching you as he nodded along with what you were saying, not agreeing with you but accepting the unspoken challenge.

"Is that a bet?" You nodded your head at him and he smirked, throwing his glasses down onto the coffee table where your books were left unattended now.

"If I win, you study all weekend and you owe me a favour." He told you as he let go of your wrists completely watching to see what you do.

"And if I win, which I will...What do I get?" He shrugged his shoulders,

"Whatever you want, but trust me, kitten-" He bent down to whisper in your ear this time,

"You're not going to win." His voice sent shivers down your spine and you bit down on your tongue as you watched him closely, wanting nothing more than to make out with him on the spot.

"What makes you so sure? You're just a nerd-" You stopped talking as soon as he pulled the hoodie off from his body revealing a pack of abs you never would have guessed were under there.

"Concentrate darling, anyone would think you have a thing for the nerd." He growled grabbing you by your neck and standing you up as he carefully walked you towards the bedroom. He hadn't even touched you and you could feel how wet you were, practically leaking through your panties.

"Strip," He ordered as he slammed his bedroom door shut, sitting on the edge of his bed as he watched you closely. You smirked at him, slowly undoing the zip of your black jacket before revealing a black lowcut top you'd worn a couple of times before. He kept his eyes on you, giving no inclination as to what he was feeling or thinking as you stripped.

"Slowly," He whispered getting down onto the floor in front of you as you got to nothing but your panties. You hissed as he slapped your thighs and you slowly began to lower your panties.

"So fucking wet for the nerd." He chuckled as he watched the way your arousal stuck to your panties before he threw you down onto the bed. Kissing you roughly as he let his tongue explore your mouth you wrapped your arms around his neck as you relaxed into the kiss. Feeling sparks fly out of your body the moment he kissed you. The kiss intensified and he smirked, dragging you to the edge so you were displayed out for him, he ran his hand over your thighs.

"Spread them," You did as he said and looked at him as he watched you closely.

"Do you want me to touch you?" You nodded desperately, hopeless for some kind of touch from him.

"Where do you want me to touch you? Use your words," You wanted to scream at him just to touch you but you didn't, you stayed quiet as you looked at him.

"H-Here," You whispered running your own finger over your clit but he slapped it away before slowly rubbing his thumb over your clit. You bit your lip, holding back the moans that were trying to escape from you,

"Don't hide the moans, let everyone know who's making you feel good." He ordered you as he thumb continued to rub your clit in circles vigorously. You moaned out, rolling your head back against the mattress as you enjoyed his touches. Pathetic and high pitched whimpers leaving your lips whenever he would change the direction of his rubbing,

"Feel good baby? Is the nerd making you feel good?" He questioned in a condescending tone that only made you more attracted to him. When you didn't answer him he wrapped his other hand around your neck, applying a small amount of pressure making you choke out a moan.

"Answer me."

"Yes! F-Feels so fucking good!" You cried out only to be met with a slap against your clit making you cry out again, he let go of your neck and pushed two fingers into you.

"So tight princess, have you not fucked someone in a while?" He questioned as he began to rock his fingers in and out of you, using his other thumb on your clit again.

"N-No...N-Not s-since last year." You whimpered not knowing why you were telling him you hadn't been laid in a while.

"Maybe that's why you're always so pent up...Just need a good fucking," You nodded at him as you desperately began to plea for him to let you cum. He only rubbed your clit faster and smirked up at you,

"Can I cum? Please?" He chuckled darkly as you begged for him to let you cum, you were dripping down onto the sheets each time he pulled his fingers out of your cunt.

"Want you to ride my thigh first." You were shocked at his words but without hesitation, you pushed him to sit down on the bed and you straddled his thigh. Moaning out as the thick fabric came into contact with your bare core.

"F-Fuck." You whimpered as you began to slowly move your hips on his thigh. Rocking back and forth as he put a finger on your clit making you cry out.

The friction was getting too much for you and you were crying out his name. Your head laid on his shoulder as you rode his thigh.

"You can cum now, like a good girl." He whispered, and just like that you did.

"Chan!" Your hands dug into his arm as you continued to ride his thigh. Cumming onto the fabric of his jeans before he pushed you down onto the bed again, your legs were shaking as you begged for him to fuck you instead of teasing you.

"I-I get it, I shouldn't have said what I said...Y-You win." You whispered as he began to unbuckle the belt on his jeans.

"You're still so wet princess, and look at the mess you made." You glanced at his trousers and felt the heat rush up your body in embarrassment.

"I want you to make a mess like that on my cock, can you do that baby girl?" You nodded at him,

"Y-Yes Chan," He smirked at how easily you'd turned into a begging and whimpering mess for him.

"Stand up," You did as he said and he walked over to you, chuckling as you struggled to keep your balance. As he kicked off his boxers you sank down on your knees to get a good look at him. He was huge, larger than you had been expecting and it made your mouth water. You wanted to taste him, you needed his cum but before you could even put your lips on him he shook his head at you. At first, he was going to let you but after seeing how excited you had been to do it he stopped himself wanting to prove you wrong.

"Lay down and spread your legs." You did as he sat and he smirked watching you.

"Good girl, so wet for me as well." He chuckled as he began aligning himself at your entrance before sinking into you. You moaned out as he stretched you out, your walls clenching around him as he grunted.

"So fucking tight," You mewled out in response to him and he chuckled moaning when he began to push in and out of you. His hands gripped onto your hips as he began to thrust in and out of you, moaning our your name.

"Feels so good," You moaned out as you felt his cock moving in and out of you. Your walls gripping around him as if he belonged inside of you.

"Shit Chan," You whimpered as he continued to move inside of you, his hips slamming into you as you felt your next orgasm approaching, you squirmed underneath him. Digging your feet into his ass to make him hit deeper,

"So good!" You screamed out, dragging your nails down his back as he continued to push into you, the feeling making your head spin as it felt as though you were floating. The wet sounds filled the air with the sound of slapping skin and moans, both yours and Chan's as he continued fucking into you.

"I can feel you getting closer, do you want to cum?" He questioned, reaching down as he began rubbing your clit. You cried out at the touch and he chuckled darkly, slapping into you harder you rolled your head back in ecstasy.

"Cum." He commanded you and you did. Screaming out his name as you rolled your head back, gripping onto the sheets around you as you came harder than you ever had done before. You whimpered feeling your orgasm keep ripping through you as you clenched and twitched around him, an unfamiliar wetness came from you as you squirted around him moaning out loudly as it did.

"S-Shit! W-What-" You didn't have time to question what it was as Chan began to pump into you. Grunting loudly as he came into you hard, filling you up so much you came around him again at the feeling.

"F-Fuck." You cried out as you came down from your high, panting heavily as he pulled out of you and laid down beside you on the bed.

"Whoa." You whispered as you turned on your side to look at him, the blushing shy Chan was back and you giggled softly.

"Where did he come from?" You questioned, running your finger up and down his chest and abs as you waited for him to answer,

"Where did who come from?" He frowned looking at you as he wrapped a blanket over your body, not wanting you to get sick or catch a cold.

"Christopher." You winked at him and he chuckled shyly, shaking his head at you.

"I hope it wasn't the last time he comes out to play...I-I enjoyed that." The same smirk was back on his lips once he heard your words,

"Well if you study and pass your test maybe he'll come out to play again." He winked at you as you leant forward to give him a small kiss on the lips.

The bell rang waking you up from your daydream, you practically jumped out of your seat to get out of the classroom but Felix was faster. He raced up behind you and grabbed your elbow so you would turn to face him,

"Come home with the big boys," He whispered to you, trying to be as seductive as possible but all he was doing was coming across as a cock.

"No thanks, my boyfriend is waiting for me." You turned around to see Chan standing against the wall, he was wearing an oversized blue sweater you'd gotten him and the new pair of thick square glasses.

"Hi!" You yelled out, snatching your arm away from Felix as you walked over to Chan,

"Why was Felix holding onto you?" He questioned, wrapping his arms around you protectively as he eyed up Felix,

"He was just being an idiot. Telling me how he could fuck me how a real man should," Chan scoffed at the comment and looked at Felix.

"Trust me, the way she screams my name at night I'm surprised you haven't heard." He smirked at Felix turning you around and walking away from the boys who were all watching after you as you giggled to Chan about what you both had planned for that night.

Tagline: @taestannie @kneel-begyourpardon @channiewoo @minholuvs @lkwonmj

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sinswithpleasure · 3 years

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The Playgirl (ft. LOONA's Yves) [Part 2] [Female Reader]

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Hello! I'm back with part 2!

Futa!Yves x Fem Reader, just in case ya forgot.

If you prefer, this is also on AO3 and AFF!

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Yves shows up on time for tutoring, to your surprise.

"Hey baby."

"Don't 'baby' me."

"Sure. Let's start."

"Alright. Open up the textbook. We're starting from the basics. I've printed out some of the prerequisites for this topic, since what you did last time wasn't up to standard due to lack of practice of the basics. Now…"

Yves listens attentively. In fact, things go a bit too smoothly for the both of you. Yves doesn't make any cheeky quip, pull out any pet names, or flirt with anyone that passes by. The womanizing playgirl you knew disappears, and in its place is a focused, dedicated young woman. Sometimes, you even find yourself staring at her work on the problems in front of her. The change is… welcome, to say the least.

Your eyes roam Yves's styled hair, swiped back to expose her forehead, down to her beautiful large eyes, button nose, and full lips.

God, you're gay. Sure, you're literally admiring the beauty of the most insufferable bane of the universe, but you're just so fucking gay and hot people are hot, no matter how irritating they are, so...

When your eyes shift back up, you're met with Yves's smirk.

"See something you like, babe?"

Fuck.

"N-no."

"Liar."

"Fuck off." You rush to change the subject. "How're you doing?"

"I've been done for a while. You would know if you weren't spending the time looking at me."

You refuse to dignify her with a response, checking through the solved problems. With your coaching, Yves manages to get two more questions correct as compared to last time, but she still makes some simple mistakes.

"Okay, here's the issue. In question two…"

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Yves continues to show up for every tutoring session. Somehow, a week passes by, and it is now Friday.

"Good afternoon, babygirl."

"Don't 'babygirl' me. How many times do I have to say it?"

"Mm, whatever. How're you doing?"

"Why do you care?"

Yves pulls out the chair next to you, leaning back on it, resting her legs on the table. She turns to you, grinning.

"Of course I'd care! You're my tutor, and if you don't feel good, you won't be able to teach me properly. If I don't get taught, I won't learn, then I'll fail, and I don't get to win. You know that I always win."

"I'm not sleeping with you."

"That's what you say, but not what you mean."

"Fuck you."

"That's what you'll be doing in five months' time."

"No I won't. Bring out the Calc textbook. We're going through Chapter 4 today."

"Alright, babygirl."

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The change in Yves becomes apparent when she somehow is present earlier than you on Monday morning.

"Yves?"

"Oh, hey babe."

You sigh at the pet name, but having heard her call you that for quite some time now, it doesn't grind your gears as much anymore.

"Don't 'babe' me."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Yves returns her attention to the papers she is working on, and the familiar math problems catch your eye.

"Calc?"

"Yeah. I promised I'll be the best student. Here I am."

"We'll see about that."

"You're looking at it right now." Yves rises from her chair, and in a flash, she has her arm around your waist, her face inches from yours. "I'm going to win, babygirl."

"G-Get off me!" Your face reddens instantly at the close proximity of your lips to hers. Memories of the chaste kiss Yves planted take front and center stage, and you can't help but look away from Yves.

"You're so pretty."

Yves has her gaze locked on your lips, then to your eyes. She is so close, too close, even. Heat flashes all over your body—every touch Yves leaves on you seems to burn.

"I mean it. You're gorgeous."

"T-Thank you."

The smug smirk never leaves Yves's face. She releases you from her smoldering gaze and grip, but she leaves you with a rapidly beating heart and a large distraction for the day to come.

When class begins, Yves tries to take the time to listen to the professor. However, she is soon back to her old ways, flicking paper balls at classmates and being on her phone more than she listens.

"Yves."

"Yeah, baby?" She meets your gaze, her tongue darting out to moisten her dry lips. Her hands carry on working on moulding another tiny paper ball.

"You're not listening."

"I am!"

"What was the last thing the prof said?"

"Um…"

You roll your eyes.

"Best student, my ass."

"I made that promise to you, not to him."

"You won't learn if you don't listen to him either. How're you going to be the best if you can't even do that?"

"Oh, so that's how it is?"

"That's right." You think hard about the words you want to say next, but maybe… maybe it is worth the risk. After all, Yves is still the bane of your existence, but she could be less of that if she keeps up her effort in trying to learn.

"You don't get to fuck me if you're not the best."

You watch as Yves freezes. She stares at you, her jaw hanging, before she steels her gaze to your eyes, staring deep into your soul.

"So this is how you wanna play, babygirl?"

"Yeah." You can feel your bravado slowly disappearing.

"Fine. I'll listen. I'll play by your rules."

Yves leans to your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. Her deep whisper makes you shudder.

"You will be mine at the end of the year, baby. I promise you: I'll ace my exams, and you'll love me for it."

Perhaps provoking your seatmate wasn't the best idea. Now you have to deal with the deep flush on your face and neck, as well as the heat between your legs.

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A month passes.

Every week, the same things go by—tutoring, classes, more tutoring, more classes. However, what changes is how close you and Yves get with each other. By no means were the both of you friends, but she isn't as much of a thorn in your side anymore.

[yves💘 sent a message:]

Baby

I need a bit more help with the math from the last chapter.

Can I see you this weekend?

Saturday, 10am, Seoul U entrance?

[You sent a message:]

Sure.

I'll see you.

[yves💘 sent a message:]

Good.

Dress nicely, baby. It's a date.

[You sent a message:]

Fuck off.

You groan when Yves manages to charm you through text. Outfit ideas are already flowing through your head, and you sink your face into the comfort of your palms. Why do you even care about looking pretty for Yves?⁶

Well… that genuine grin she flashed after a muffled gasp of surprise when you wore a dress once in the past month was gorgeous on her. That was why.

You remember Yves actually having the slightest hint of a blush when looking at you, and she seemed to be a little less flirty that day, opting to take short glances at you when she thought you weren't watching. This newfound attention was… welcome. You couldn't deny feeling shy having Yves check you out. After all, you were just the nerd girl in class, and having this attention from a hot girl you could consider a crush not as much of a pain in your ass felt so good.

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Saturday arrives, and here you are, waiting outside Seoul University.

You choose to keep things simple: just a simple button-down dress with daisies printed on the fabric. Your hair is tied up in a cute bun. The pink backpack you carry completes the look, with a nice pair of flats.

The sun isn't too bright, and a cool breeze keeps you comfortable while waiting. You can't help but get nervous, though you know it is irrational to feel so. After all, this is just another study session. However, Yves's text to you earlier in the week keeps flashing across your eyes.

'Dress nicely, baby. It's a date.'

You know this is just a study session. However, a part of you dimly wishes that it isn't, before you hurriedly bash those thoughts with a hammer and then set them on fire.

The revving of a motorbike catches your attention before it zooms down the road. You can see the bike move across the lanes, then slowing to a stop in front of you. The rider, clad in all black leather, complete with jacket and boots, seems to freeze in front of you, before slowly drawing the helmet off their head.

"Hey, babygirl."

Yves grins at you, her eyes sweeping over your body. Her gaze lands on your legs, moving up to your torso, your chest, and then to your eyes and hair.

The next words she mutters are meant to be kept to herself, but you hear her anyway.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous."

Your heart takes off, pounding against your chest. You try to hide the flush on your face by staring at the ground, but you field a gaze to Yves, who looks a bit like a deer caught in headlights. She looks so handsome, so cool, and downright fucking hot at the same time.

Hmm… What would it feel like being pinned under her again?

The intrusive thought you have gets stamped out instantly, but the effect lingers—you can't help but check Yves out, feeling a rush of heat deep within your loins.

Her agreement with you was starting to look more and more appealing. Maybe you do have to teach her well.

"Get on."

"What?"

"Let's go. I gotta park the bike, and the cafe isn't close by. Get on."

Yves hands you a spare black helmet, and you hesitantly take it.

"Don't kill me."

"I won't." She grins. "I like you too much to think about doing that."

Your breath catches in your throat. It's not uncharacteristic of her to say things like that so easily, but maybe… just maybe… you want her to mean it.

You get onto the bike as Yves holds it steady. You don't know where to put your hands, but Yves grabs your arms, pulling them to wrap around her waist.

"Hold on tight, babygirl."

"Okay." You can't believe what's happening right now.

"I'm gonna go."

The engine revs.

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Yves trails behind you as both of you make your way to the cafe. Yves is quiet along the way, unlike her usual flirting if she caught you staring at her. When you glance back to her, you see her eyes dart away from you, staring at the floor as she swipes her hair back.

Weird.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah. Never been better, baby." Her reply is unconvincing, especially with a forced grin, but you don't want to really push her for a reply.

"Er… Okay. Sure."

Both of you make your way into the cafe, stopping by the counter to grab the menu. When you sit down at a table, Yves sits across you, her eyes locked onto you as you peruse your options.

"You're staring a lot today, Yves."

"Oh, um, er…" She looks away, her voice soft. This is very unlike her.

"Are you really okay?"

"Yeah, baby. I'm feelin' great, ready to learn, and get good." She leans back, resting her hands on the armrests of her chair.

Oh.

She has a crop top on.

Oh my fucking God, she has abs.

You short circuit.

Two columns of defined muscle greet your eyes, as if to mock you. It wasn't like she was someone you didn't find hot. Now, you have to find out that she also has abs?!

Your mouth dries instantly, and you grab your bottle, taking a swig. The cool liquid quenches your physical thirst, but your mental thirst…

"Don't look too much, babygirl. You might get hypnotized."

Yves tilts your chin up with a finger, moving to lean close to your face.

"My eyes are up here."

Holy fucking shit, she's so fucking hot.

You wonder how you didn't notice them when she had that fishnet and crop top combo. Maybe her pants covered them, maybe you were blinded in your dislike for her. Whatever, you've seen them now. No reason to stop… respectfully staring, especially when you can.

"Look at me."

You meet Yves's smoldering gaze.

"Keep your eyes up here, babygirl." Her warm breath against your lips makes you yearn to lean in and close the gap. "I don't want them anywhere else when they're so beautiful."

You whimper involuntarily, and Yves chuckles.

"You're so fucking pretty, you know that?"

The shame that burns when you squeak and break your gaze to hide in the pretense of reading the menu is something you don't want to admit that you feel coursing through your veins, but it's there. When you lower the menu, Yves has her chin in her palm, her head tilted to the left, a satisfied grin on her features.

"I mean it, baby. You look really pretty today."

"T-Thank you."

"You're welcome. Let's order, I'm starving."

"Okay."

"Oh." Yves leans towards you, lowering the menu to stare into your eyes once more. "You'll get to see what you want to see when I ace the exams. Be patient, babe."

You groan.

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That night, you toss and turn on the bed incessantly. Every time you close your eyes, you can feel hot breath across your lips, smell the scent emanating off Yves, and sense her burning gaze on you. Yves's handsome features are burnt deep into your head, and just the thought of her sends your heart pounding and temperature rising.

You think of her abs under her clothes, the defined muscle jumping out to your eyes. She already looks so good, so delicious, and yet, things only go up from here.

The rush of heat between your legs doesn't help things.

You turn again, ignoring your basest desires. Bedtime it is.

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❛ BLACK JACKET WITH WHITE LETTERS ❜

❚❙ REQUEST BY ANON: Would I be able to request prompt 16 “You're mine. I don't share”. With Hank voight where they go to one of those police events and she works in his unit and they are a couple with her being younger and they dont have to be in police uniform so she wears a really nice dress and as he introduces her and talks to other people he knows, some of the men check her out and try flirt with her and he notices. Could there be a bit of smut if not that's cool to ❤❤

❚❙ HANK VOIGHT MASTERLIST.

❚❙ WORDS: about 3k.

❚❙ Warnings: swearing, unprotected sex.

❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place, or something that makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted.

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Fortunately, it's been a quiet day, otherwise, you couldn't deal with a Districts event like the Commanders call them. A meeting that reunites every officer, inspector, detective, and whoever who wears ‘the blue uniform’; including special agents from the FBI. These last ones are the kind of man who pushes you out of your good mood with all that quackery about serving the whole country, the unlimited resources, the missions. Every time you hear a fed talking about how passionate and exciting their jobs are, you just want to punch their faces. Mostly, they're behind a desk while cops like you are protecting the streets of Chicago in the firing line. But, as Burgess and Upton said, it's time to have some fun. And anything else.

Since you don't have to wear that horrible uniform you use at official events, you have chosen a breathtaking black silk dress that fits your anatomy to perfection, falling from your chest, with a spaghetti strap neckline, to your ankles. And a pair of skyscraper highlights on the same color, with the small difference that the heels are tremendously golden. Your back is almost bare, being crossed by four fine strips, knowing it's going to give Hank some trouble. Oh, you're going to have so much fun tonight. You are very sure.

The soft make-up delights your cute, but lethal, outfit on point ready to leave Kim's house accompanied by your friends. You've arranged to meet at the party with the rest of the Unit since your future husband and Antonio needed to be from the start of the event, which means the three of you are going to earn more than some gazes by assisting alone, with no male figures by your sides. As if you need some kind of protection. Men (...).

Stepping out from your car and giving the keys to the parking attendant, who seems he's having a heart attack after watching you walk with so much cockiness and sensuality, you come into the party. The look you exchange with Kim and Hailey as soon as you check the reaction of the assistants, makes you draw a triumphant smile while raising your chin in some kind of greeting. You aren't going to stop now, leading your steps straight to your partners. Ruzek chokes on champagne with his eyes over Burgess, while Hank looks at you over the edge of his glass of bourbon taking a sip.

“You should work like that every day”. Antonio opines welcoming the three of you in his arms.

“I second that, brother”. Jay quickly adds making a toast with his cup of red wine.

“Bet you'd be the one who wouldn't work”. Hailey replies palming his chest, making you giggle.

In the meantime they continue arguing about the dress code, a strong arm gets placed around your lower back to push you somewhat closer, letting his hand fall over your hipbone. You know exactly what it means. Hank isn't the kind of jealous man, who needs to mark his territory like a dog. But you know that sometimes he feels insecure because of the age gap. He trusts you blindly, that's a fact, but he's human; he has fears and you understand it. Putting your left hand on the back of his neck, you caress his scalp almost unnoticeably, tilting your head to leave a gentle kiss on his cheek earning a satisfied grin from him.

“You look really beautiful tonight”. He whispers, watching you sideways as if it's a secret between you two.

“Thank you, Sergeant. I always try to do my best”.

Hank chuckles against his glass about to have a last sip till emptying it. Taking it from his hand, you pull yourself away to go to the bar and ask for two more drinks. You're thirsty and too sober to be a Friday night. Checking some emails on your phone while the bartender serves your order, you can't help but listen to some backtalk about your career. A couple of suited men combed as politicians and wrapped on a strong scent that throws your stomach. You try to ignore them until they're close enough from your position to offer you a hand in a formal greeting.

“Johnson and Derrick. FBI”.

The blonde one looks like a senior official, while the other looks like a newbie. Turning towards both, you come into the forced polite mood to stretch his hand firmly.

“(Y/L/N), Intelligence Unit, gentlemen. A pleasure”.

“The pleasure is ours, detective”.

“Special agent”. You correct him inevitably, even if it sounds arrogant.

“Special agent, of course”. Johnson replies with a nod of his chin. “I've read your file lately. I have no words to describe it. Graduated with excellent grades in Yale, two years in the Army, another undercover in a Cartel… And you also know how to fly a helicopter”.

“If you weren't from the FBI, I could think you've been stalking me like one of your serial killers, sir”. The sarcasm in your tone of voice earns your Unit's attention, very focused on the conversation between the feds and you.

“Who catches a monster without becoming one, right?”

The man introduces a hand under his jacket to offer you his business card. But you don't take it, just looking at it for a second before raising your eyes towards his.

“In your academy shows you to have the big balls to disrespect a Sergeant or a Chief, by trying to steal their officers in front of their faces? Because mine shows us to serve and protect the citizens”.

His gesture changes suddenly in a sight, hearing some chuckles behind you coming from Hailey and Kim. Raising both eyebrows as you don't get any reply back, you just nod before grabbing the two drinks you have asked for when they interrupted you. Coming back to your friends, you can't help but wrinkle your nose in a gesture of disgust earning more giggles from your partners. But it doesn't seem funny for Hank, who you know he's killing them in thousands of ways inside his head.

As the night passes, you notice Agent Johnson's eyes on you with no shame, starting to make you feel uncomfortable. Although you would be delighted to embarrass him in front of everyone, he has had enough from you. But this doesn't end there. Excusing yourself, you step to the terrace almost emptied to have some fresh air, knowing he's going to follow you. Maybe, to insist a little more. He was so interested in recruiting you to miss the chance.

And as you thought, he's that predictable. You don't turn because of his steps coming closer, but because he pretends to clear his throat to claim your attention. Crossing your arms over your chest, you tilt your head to a side feigning curiosity with a forced smile showing up on your lips.

“I would like to apologize for my behavior. In my profession isn't habitual to find agents of your characteristics”.

“For sure, sir. It doesn't matter”.

“You could have an extraordinary career in the FBI”.

“I already have it where I am. I don't need schedules, cheap suits, and an earpiece to succeed”.

“I understand your relationship interferes in your decision, but you do—”.

“I'm sorry, you said what? Did you…? Oh, god, I can't fucking believe it”. You can't help but laugh shaking your head. “I don't have any relationship as soon as I wear my badge, sir. And you are starting to cross a line you don't want to cross. Believe me”.

“Ma'am, don't misunderstand my words, nor my intentions. I just think ma—”.

“Nobody asked you to think, Johnson”.

Raising your eyes over his shoulders, you can see your boyfriend sipping his glass of whisky, joining the talk as he tries to keep calm. You know Hank to perfection. If he wasn't your boss, he would have punched him already.

“If you continue pissing off my agent, we're gonna have a problem”.

The man just nods, alternating his gaze between the two of you. Seems that he has admitted his defeat.

“Beautiful and lethal. You're a son of a bitch with so much luck, Voight. Take care of this diamond. Or she will end up wearing a blue jacket with yellow letters”.

“Uh-huh”. He replies as you continue remaining silent.

Passing your boss away back to the party, leaving you alone, you can't hide the proud smile that turns your gesture into a funnier one. Taking short steps towards him, you steal the glass from his hand to drink from it under his attentive brown eyes.

“Blue isn't my color. Not at all. I'm more into black”. You whisper referring to the jackets you are used to wearing in the Chicago department.

“Hm…”

“Imagine having your badge hanging from your neck all day like a collar. Do I look like a dog? I prefer to have it on my belt. And I'm already used to the disgusting watered coffee we make in the twenty-one”. As you continue giving him more reasons, your forefinger traces a path up from his chest to his nape. “And I have so much fun driving my Dodge all around Chicago”.

“Anything else you wanna add?”

“Hm… no. Actually, not. That's all, sir”. You reply puckering your lips, pulling yourself away some inches with a playful aura wrapping you both.

“Now lemme tell you something here”. Hank says then, leaning over your ear. “You're mine, I don't share”.

His voice and his characteristic raspy voice gives you some chills down your spine bone. Biting your bottom lip unconsciously while he stands up, you know the party is over for you and it's time to go home. Holding your hand and taking back his glass of whisky, you walk inside to say your goodbyes before leaving the fancy place straight to the underground parking. You are not going to lie saying you don't love his dominant mood when the occasion demands it.

As soon as you reach your car, you can notice sideways Hank making sure you're totally alone. He doesn't usually take risks of being seen in public too lovey-dovey, but it's not about it this time and you can't wait for him to go ahead with his intentions. Of course, he doesn't make you wait for too long to push your back to the copilot door, attacking your neck in the meantime his hands grab your hips stealing you a low gasp. Hank makes himself between your legs, urging you to surround his waist with one of them to close the distance that separates you, feeling the need he has to mark his territory, as rarely he shows.

“Take me home”. You almost beg closing your eyes as his teeth are nailed on your most sensitive spot, earning a soft grunt that vibrates your body.

“I'm gonna take you here, sweetheart. Any problem?”

“Hell, no, sergeant”.

“Get in the car. Now”.

You don't complain, taking it as an order when he takes two steps back releasing your body and opening the back door for you. And the next minute passes too fast, rolling up your dress as Hank undoes his belt and unzips his pants. In just a sigh he's deep-buried between your legs. It's the first time you take this kind of risk, almost in public, and the horniness it produces is driving you crazy. With your lips almost touching the others, you moan uninhibited every time his hands on your lower back urge you to keep swinging your hips, sitting on his lap.

The way his eyes memorize every gesture drawn on your face has you breathless. It's a sensation you can't describe. Hank has some kind of power over you that you haven't experienced before, even if you think you're indomitable he always manages to make whatever he wants with you. And you know it. You let him do it. Just like right now, marking his territory with desirous bites and wet kisses all around your exposed throat. The most visible part of your body. He doesn't need to prove anything. He isn't the kind of man who needs to call out any other man who dares to lay his eyes on you. Everybody in this damn city knows you're more than his pupil and they're too scared to say hi, although there's always an exception to the rule. In this case, the FBI agents acting like carrion birds.

The mist clouds the windows, as the heat concentrated on your bodies makes you sweat slightly. Hank takes the control turning you under his body against the seat in a position that puts you to see the stars. Every move of his pelvis is accurate, hitting your g-spot, satisfied with how good his name sounds getting drowned between pleased moans once and again. With every push to your body, his dick is dug deeper through your tight wetness making him grunt into your ear, feeling more delighted than never before. And everything is because of the way you had to reply to that FBI agent in front of everyone, showing him how clear you have your preferences; not only because of your relationship, as Johnson pointed out. But because everybody in Chicago is aware that there's no better boss in law enforcement. There's no better Unit than the Intelligence one from the police department of your hometown.

As your legs get wrapped around his waist to pull him closer, one of his arms surrounds your middle back while his free hand flies straight to your throat. Keeping your eyes closed, the suffocating sensation within your lower belly continues growing with every thrust that steals the air from your lungs and races your heart over its possibilities. You're close. So close that your mind is a total blank, just focused on the way only he can make you feel. So good, so desired, so full of life. He knows it, he takes it in advantage. And he enjoys it more than anything.

“Oh, fuck…” Hank got you almost in tears because of the pleasure, traveling your hands to the back of his neck, nailing your nails there. “God… I'm gonna… Fuck, Hank, don't stop, please… Don't stop”.

“I won't, my love… Not till you give me what I want”.

His voice always plays dirty with your mind. The way he has to drag every syllable on his tongue with that husky voice that puts you to tremble, as he continues burying his hard dick inside you with no mercy, speeding up as soon as he feels your legs clung to his body slightly shaking. Because of the fewer insecurities he has about your relationship, he feels proud whenever he makes you reach that sweet sensation of the orgasm taking control of your anatomy. He doesn't care if he has to use his hands, his tongue… whatever. It's not only about sex between the two of you, of course not. But making you cum screaming out his name is an every-day-goal.

And you don't make him wait for too long, arching your back when a lash of heat hits your spine and the grenade inside your lower belly explodes. Your gasps fill up your car, while he continues fucking you harder than seconds before not showing any compassion to your exhausted body, looking for your lips to devours them desperately. His tongue starts a fight for dominance, winning over yours like every single time, in the meantime his fingers grips tightly your throat. Instinctively, you swing your hips in sync, provoking every move to go deeper among your shaky legs.

Hank can't hold it anymore, digging his cock to the limits of your guts, almost hitting your soul with a last strong lung. His warm seed fills you up completely, keeping pushing his body against yours, pressing both to the seat with his hands now placed on the headrest. It feels like a whole set of fireworks. Your moans complement his delighted growls to perfection.

“Don't move, please”. You beg with a thin voice thread, at the same time he rests his forehead on yours.

The two of you can barely breathe, trying to recover after an intense session of your favorite cardio workout. From nowhere, you can't help but giggle in unison. You can't believe you just fucked inside your car and with the risk of being caught in the act. A sergeant and one of his special agents. Even if it's your free night and you're in an established relationship, he's still your boss.

“I would miss working with you”.

“Huh?”

“If I get the FBI's offer”. You mumble, leaving clumsy kisses all around his face. “You're the best cop Chicago has”.

“You don't have to butter me up for a second round”.

Shaking your head briefly and laughing, you caress his scalp so gently as he sinks his face into your sweaty neck.

“Now you said so… maybe I have the fantasy of being bent over your desk”.

“Maybe?”

“Yeah, just… maybe”.

“Then maybe I could bring you to my office, before going home. There's some paperwork to attend to”.

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