#I can't wait till next Friday

[natriae]

Oh to make out with omi omi like it’s so messy and hot and surprisingly he love it too. Maybe one day u are having drinks and things get heated. OMGGG a roommate au fuckkkkk my mind goes burrrrrrrrrr

NO FRR needy omi makes me go brrrr

I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT WRITTING THIS SOONER

WARNINGS: 17+, BONER ALERT!!, drinking

Friday nights with your roomate weren't unusual. The two of you often going to the fanciest bars in Tokyo with the best views. You'll have to thank the Volleyball Association for his hefty paycheck. The two of you didn't get to see each other often between you pursuing your master's degree, Kiyoomi traveling and his tough practice schedules. The most interaction you guys have had in the pass month was passing him in the hallways. Him always being half dead and you... well you weren't in the best shape as well.

So you decided that the last friday of the month was Omi and Y/N time. While you wanted to spend this time showing him how greatful you are he took you in, omi had the idea of going to "better" establishments. By better he means 3 star michelin restaurants... the ones you can't afford.

Yes, it was nice to see that his name allowed the two of you to experience these beautiful places, but as of lately these seemed more like dates rather than two roommates catching up. Not that your opposed to a date with Omi. Have you seen his body? But he's seen you at your worse. Crying to him at the bar in Ongiri Miya about how your getting evicted from your apartment and how your behind on loan payments. He's seen you sick and begging for him to get you toilet paper. If anything he probably takes you to these places to be his wing woman.

One too many drinks later, and the two of your are stumbling out of the restaurant to his luxurious car. Kiyoomi was much better at hiding his drunkenness than you where. The street lamps were just dim enough to hide the pink dusting his cheeks.

All of your weight pressed into his side while he attempted to keep you upright. "Y/N you need to work with me," the taller man grunts before decides to lift you up over his shoulder. "we need to go home," he breaths into the chill night air.

"whoa, big boy take me on a date first," you giggle into his back. Hitting one of his butt cheeks with the palm of your hand.

You're flipped back upright once you reach his car. He opens the back door and tosses you in. It takes a moment for your brain to register that he got in next to you. "why aren't you driving?" you question, laying your head on his shoulder.

"I'm drunk...gonna wait till I sober up a bit," he states closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. Always so responsible. "Also we live together, and that was a date, so I wouldn't be in the wrong," he says sternly looking down at you.

Popping your head up you look at him with furrowed brows. "what do you mean that was a date?"

"Was it not?" He questions, more so to himself than to you. While Kiyoomi is lost in his own thoughts yours run wilding thinking of all the times the two of you have gone out like this. He never said any of these were dates...

You watch as Kiyoomi's adam's apple bobs in his throat. If his face wasn't flushed enough it's clear now. His ears bright red as he stutters out his next words. "d-did you not want this to be a date?"

Did he really think these were all dates? You attempt to look at him in the eyes, yet his fail to meet yours. His head remains looking at the window leaving you with only the view of his red ear. Memories flood your mind in attempt to find the word date leave his mouth during any of your plans. Yet all you can remember are the times Kiyoomi was left stressed he wouldn't have time to shower and change, how he spent an abnormally long time on his hair, or how he always would sneak his card to the waiter so he paid for your meal.

"Hey, look at me," you whisper, lightly moving his chin to face you. His pupils widen over his already dark eyes making them look like perfect tapioca pearls. "we're these all dates?" did you want these to all be dates? Kiyoomi nods his head slowly, and you drop your hand from his face. Unwanted touch was not the man's specialty, yet his hand drops to yours. Placing it back on his cheek, as he looks into your eyes.

"I didn't know how to ask you, and I definitely drank to much tonight," his face flushes more as he rubs your hand softly. "Miya told me to ask you tonight, but i was.."

"Kiyoomi you can say you were nervous," you whisper in the dark car inches from his face.

"never," he smirks. That's something you can tease him about tomorrow. You want nothing more then to kiss the stupidly handsome man. "didn't think you'd like me.. you know with my habits," he states barely loud enough to hear.

"how can I not, at least i know you don't have shit stains," you giggle, leaning closer, noses almost touching. He giggles with you, a sound you don't get to hear often. The deep breath he takes is almost enough of a distraction for you to miss the way his eyes flicker down to your lips.

"Kiyoomi"

"huh" he responds on autopilot.

"do you wanna kiss me?" you ask, eyes widening like that of a doe.

"may I?" the gentleman in him asks. Not even a second later your leaning completely into him. Leaving a soft kiss on his lips. His eyes remain shut after you seperate. Your nose still touching his, a small smile escapes as you lean in to kiss him longer. His hand comes to rest on your neck to push you futher into him. You may have broken Kiyoomi.

He bites your lower lip as his hand leaves your neck to wrap around your body while his other hand grabs your thigh to help situate you on his lap. Both of your hands hold his face as you deepen the kiss. You can't help, but strattle him while your tongues explore each others mouths. It's mess and sloppy as saliva drips from the corner of your mouth. His large palms move under your dress to kneed your ass. Your not even sure this is your Kiyoomi with the way his hand slaps, strach that, spikes your ass. Kneading the flesh before repeating the action. Your left unbuttoning his shirt as he begins to trail kisses down your neck. His hands go to waist to push your heat to his hard on.

They were right, it's always the quiet ones.

Your hands tangle in his hair as your left grinding onto him. At this point your dress is bunched up around your waist, allowing Kiyoomi's hands to play with the string of your thong.

Kiyoomi's deep breaths lead you on as you kiss down his neck. "y/n, y/n, not here," he breathlessly rasps. He hears your whine as you grind a little harder into him. He laughs before bringing your face to look at him. His hairs a mess, shirt halfway unbottoned, and his breathless. What god do you have to thank for this sight.

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #kiyoomi sakusa #sakusa #sakusa x reader fluff #sakusa x reader #hq sakusa #hq headcanons #hq imagines #hq smut #hq #sakusa smut #haikyuu smut #haikyū!! #haikyuu fluff

[the-kr8tor]

for fluffy friday do u think u could write a fic where hobie takes u to an appointment while pregnant with the twins to find out the gender (obvi hobie is rooting hard for a girl) not knowing ur having twins and thennnn surprise!!!

Aahhhh I love this prompt sm 🫶 thank you!!

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, reader is pregnant, Billie and Ramona au, dad! Hobie, FLUFF.

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You lay on an elevated cot, back straight as you anxiously wait for the doctor to do the ultrasound. Hobie looks cool as ever, save for him tapping his boot relentlessly on the linoleum floor of the hospital.

You look at Hobie, he gestures for you to exhale deeply. You follow his instructions. He nods, squeezing your hands as they lay on top of your growing stomach. Anxiety bubbles in your gut, you don't know if it's just because you're pregnant or you're worried what the doctor will find on the ultrasound. It's your first time getting it since finding out you're having a baby, add it with the fact that you'll be finding out the sex of the baby, it's safe to say you're properly worried.

"What do you think the baby will be?" Hobie cuts the silence in an attempt to ease your anxiety. He secretly hopes for a girl that's a perfect mix of you both with a carbon copy smile from you.

"Don't know as long as the baby's not a spider hybrid having eight arms, I'm good" you gnaw at your bottom lip.

He rubs your lips to prevent you biting it till you bleed. "The baby won't have eight arms" he reassures, you smile appreciatively at him. "They'll have eight eyes and organic webs"

"Hobie!" You slap his arm weakly.

"I'll love them the same, lovey. I'm sure they'll look cute with eight eyes"

"Not funny" you pout, blaming your pregnancy hormones with how your leg bounces against the bed.

"It'll be fine, yeah?" He places his hip right next to the cot to get closer to you. Hand placed lovingly over your stomach, tracing the circular pattern on your maternity blouse. "Doctor won't find anything wrong with you or the baby" Hobie's last comment was more of a reassurance for him, he keeps telling himself that everytime he goes out on patrol, repeating it like a mantra in his head, keeping him afloat.

The doctor knocks, she peeks inside with a polite smile. "Hi Mum, are you and dad ready?" Hobie has never heard someone else call him that title except for you occasionally, his stomach somersaults.

"Hi, doc. Please start, I'm dying out here" you joke that has Hobie snickering in agreement.

The doctor prepares the device, putting on some kind of jelly on the ultrasound wand. She wheels it closer, prompting Hobie to leave your side for a brief second. You reach out to him instinctively, he circles around the machine to get to you as fast as he can.

Back to your side, Hobie clasps your hand again.

"Excuse me, Mr. Brown" the doctor moves closer to you. Hobie raises a brow, you stop a laugh from escaping with your palm. He sees the smile on your eyes, he makes a face that says: do I look like a Mr. Brown?

You let out a snort, already embarrassed at the sound you made. Hobie smiles widely at your reaction while the doctor lifts up your shirt with your permission.

"Inhale deeply for me momma" she instructs.

You follow, cold jelly hits your skin that makes you shiver. Squeezing Hobie's hand tighter. He blames your unusual pregnancy strength with how his knuckles are aching from your tight hold. He can't imagine how strong your grip will be when you actually give birth.

Faint heartbeat hits your ears, you already know whose heart it is. The doctor swivels the ultrasound closer so you could see the screen. Even though the picture is grainy and grey, your heart soars at the first picture of your baby.

"Look at her" Hobie says in amazement, the low quality picture shows the outline of your baby moving around in your belly.

You look in awe, sparing Hobie a glance, you're glad you did because of the rare expression on his face. It's awe and love mixed together, your eyes are glossy at the sight. You knead his palm with your finger nail affectionately since you probably can't form a coherent sentence right now.

"Dad's right." The doctor looks at you both with a smile, "you've got a little girl. Congratulations"

You chuckle breathlessly while Hobie kisses each of your knuckles. He asks for your sakes, judging by how you look like you're about to burst into tears, he concludes you won't even remember to ask the question.

"Is she okay? Healthy? Only have two eyes and a human nose?"

The doctor laughs at his joke, while tears stop spilling from your eyes for a second.

"Seems everything's fine– wait" the doctor stops in her tracks, squinting at the grainy picture, moving the wand all over your stomach.

"What do you mean wait?" Your heart leaps at your chest, Hobie stops you from sitting up with his hand, massaging the skin right under your collar bone. "Is she okay?" Your face snaps towards Hobie. "Hobie?" He sees desperation on your face, the last he ever wanted to see.

"Oh"

"Oh? Doc don't keep it a secret" Hobie sounds angrier with every word he utters.

"There's two babies" she answers quickly.

"What?!" You and Hobie yell simultaneously. Fear evaporates from your body, replaced with something you can't quite name.

Then he hears it, a second heartbeat.

"Yeah," the doctor nods with a smile. She moves the wand further down to show you. "And she's quite shy"

Your eyes are glued on the screen, sure enough, another figure moves right behind the first outline. You gasp in astonishment. She hides with her miniscule movement behind her sister, but you can clearly see her now with her knuckles closed tightly in a fist.

More tears flow out of your eyes, you're sobbing right in front of your doctor. She holds out a box of tissues, you thank her with a wet smile.

Hobie hasn't moved since he spotted and heard his second daughter. Like a statue, his eyes never left the screen. Flabbergasted, his heart feels like escaping his chest.

"Hobie" you call out to him through tears. "We're having twins" you can't believe it yourself, sliding your hand to his elbow to get his attention.

"Girls," he says in awe, "we're havin' girls" Hobie doesn't spare a second to press a chaste kiss over your forehead. You hum in happiness. His hand drops to the side of your stomach, imagining he's holding his girls' hands.

You can't wait to meet them.

#request done #fluffy friday #hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #the kr8tor's creations #hobie brown #spider punk #x reader #atsv fanfiction #spider man across the spider verse #atsv fanfic #atsv x reader #atsv hobie #ramona and billie au #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown x you #spider punk x fem!reader #spider punk x you #hobie fluff #pregnant!reader #dad!hobie #fanfic #don't ask me why i know so much abt ultrasounds lol

[florida3exclamationpoints]

Since Taylor seems to be confused about what Mary's Song (Oh My My My) is, I put together a comprehensive list of potential mashups or pairings she could use during surprise song o'clock. Hope this helps 🫶

She said, (dear reader) I was 7 and you were 9. I hit my peak at 7. The tricky thing is yesterday we were just children. I looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky. Love you to the moon and to Saturn. The stars in your eyes shined brighter in Tupelo. I've never seen nobody shine the way you do. He's passing by, rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky. The pretty lights. One night a few moons ago, I saw specks of what could have been lights but it might just have been you. I know looks can be deceiving, but I know I saw a light in you. And our daddies used to joke about the two of us growing up and falling in love. Up on the roof with a schoolgirl crush. And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes. When you're on the phone and you talk real slow 'cause it's late and your mama don't know. And said "oh my, my, my." (My, my, my, my.)

Take me back to the house in the backyard tree. Please picture me in the trees. In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords. Friday night beneath the stars in a field behind your yard. Said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me, you never did. Hey Dorothea do you ever stop and think about me? Down in the park, honey, making a lark of the misery. You would break your back to make me break a smile. We were like the mall before the internet, it was the one place to be, the mischief, the gift wrapped suburban dreams. Take me back when our world was one block wide. We had this big, wide city all to ourselves. When I'm feeling alone, you remind me of home. I didn't choose this town; there's just one who could make me stay all my days. I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried. Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you. I've been loving you for quite some time; I just like hanging out with you all the time. Just two kids, you and I. You throw your head back laughing like a little kid. Like a child when our eyes meet. At 14 there's just so much you can't do. When you're 15 and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them.

(Next chapter) I was 16 when suddenly I wasn't that little girl you used to see. 16 and wild. A teenage couple in the driveway, holding hands on the way to a dance. I'm crazier for you than I was at 16. Teal was the color of your shirt when you were 16 at the yogurt shop you used to work at to make a little money. The kind of radiance you only have at 17. But your eyes still shined like pretty lights. Your eyes look like coming home. Starry eyes sparking up my darkest night. And our daddies used to joke about the two of us. Any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored, 'cause my heart is yours. They never believed we'd really fall in love. Seems like there's always someone who disapproves. Sun sinks down, no curfew, twenty questions, we tell the truth. You can hear it in the silence, you can feel it on the way home, you can see it with the lights out, you are in love, true love. Not trying to fall in love, but we did like children running. And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes. And your mama's waiting up, and you're thinking he's the one. And said "oh my, my, my." "Oh my, love is a lie," shit my friends say to get me by.

Take me back to the creek beds we turned up, 2am riding in your truck. 2am, in your car. Just a boy in a Chevy truck that had a tendency of getting stuck on back roads at night. And all I need is you next to me. Everything I need is right here by my side. I'll be summer sun for you forever. Take me back to the time we had our very first fight, the slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight, you stayed outside till the morning light. I remember that fight, 2:30am as everything was slipping right out of our hands, I ran out crying and you followed me out into the street; you took me by surprise, you said "I'll never leave you alone." This love is worth the fight. You fight, then you talk. When we had that fight out in the rain, you ran after me and called my name, I never wanna see you walk away. Oh my, my, my. My heart, my hips, my body, my love.

A few years had gone and come around. Our coming of age has come and gone. We were sitting at our favorite spot in town. I love my hometown. This place is the same as it ever was. And you looked at me, got down on one knee. And all at once, you're all I want, I'll never let you go. I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings. I wanna teach you how forever feels.

Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle. Church bells ring, carry me home, rice on the ground, looks like snow. I want you for worse or for better. There you'll stand, next to me, all at once, the rest is history. Our whole town came and our mamas cried. I'll be there if you're the toast of the town, babe. I had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs would surprise the whole school when I ended up back at our class reunion walking in with you. You said "I do" and I did too. I vowed I will always be yours. I'm so in love that I might stop breathing. You and me forevermore. Take me home where we met so many years before. I find myself running home to your sweet nothings. Barefoot in the kitchen, sacred new beginnings that became my religion. Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die. It's been 2190 days of our love blackout. Floors of a cabin creaking under my step. Just being in your arms takes me back to that little farm. He feels like home. I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet, 'cause I haven't moved in years. I heard your key turn in the door down the hallway. We'll rock our babies on that very front porch. Your little hand's wrapped around my finger and it's so quiet in the world tonight, your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreaming so I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light. Give you my wild, give you a child. We could get married, have ten kids and teach them how to dream. After all this time, you and I. Time, mystical time. I've been sleeping so long in a 20 year dark night, now I see daylight.

I'll be 87, you'll be 89. Long story short, I survived. Time breaks down your mind and body, don't you let it touch your soul; I'm gonna love you when our hair is turning gray. All my days, I'll know your face. I'll still look at you like the stars that shine in the sky. When Emma falls in love, it's all on her face, hangs in the air like stars from outer space. Oh my, my, my, my.

#i did it i remade it 😭 #actually. its longer this time skdhskfbjs #now after that entird debacle. you better appreciate this 🤺 #mary's song #taylor swift #taylor swift debut #marys song #surprise songs #the eras tour

[lizzieislife94x]

Shes Ours (w.m)

Requested <3

Don't be fooled by the title haha she's ours means wanda/scarlet witch hahasorry 😅 

Requests are open babes 😘 I have a feeling this is gonna be a long one Idon't know if this can be classed as a little dark maybe but all the same enjoy Set right after Westview

Wandas POV:

I fly off into the sky as I take one look back at the place that I could have called home westview I decided to head back to new York to lay low.

I've been here for a week and everytime I close my eyes I dream of the man i once loved and place I called home for a short period of time I can't stay here I need to get out of this place I head towards LA once I finally get there later that night I head to a cute little hotel as I walk in sluggishly hood over my head as I wait by the reception after a few minutes the most beautiful woman I've ever seen walks out with a huge smile on her face "hey my names y/n how can I help you is it a room for one or are you waiting on someone" her voice is perfect I clear my throat and smile alittle for the first time in whlie "yeah just a room for one please" she does her thing on the computer before grabbing a key card and swiping it "here you go ma'am hope you enjoy your stay we do have a bar right through there its open till 3am" she smiles handing me the card I can't help but stare at here she has me feeling stuff I've never felt before I take the key and head straight to the bar to find it empty I look around a little confused looking for the bartender "um hey is anyone serving" I say out loud before I know it the girl from reception comes running in a little clumsy making me giggle "I'm so sorry I had to deal with someone booking a room but what can I get you" she says a little out of breath making me feel things "make her ours" I hear echoing in my head I ignore it and order a white wine as we start to chat after an hour we've done nothing but laugh and get to know eachother "so y/n how old are you" I say as I take a sip of my drink as she leans on the counter getting closer to me "I'm 28 wanda how about you cutie how old are you" omg she's definitely flirting "make her ours" I intenerly yell "stop it" I quickly return my attention to y/n "I'm 29" I say sweetly as I smile at her "you know what y/n youre really fucking sexy" I say with a smirk as she bites her lip "thank you so are you wanda" we spend another few hours talking before I decided to head upstairs. 

The next day a wake up and groan as the lights hit my eyes I get up and go shower and get ready and head downstairs to get food fuck I hope y/ns here I make my way downstairs and I'm instantly greeted with a smiling y/n "morning sunshine" she greets as I blush a little "hey I was hoping you'd be here I was wondering if you wanted to come on a date with me this Friday" I say confidently as she blushes "oh my god yes and I have Friday off" I smile as we swap info before I check out I make quick work of getting a beautiful apartment set up having powers is a blessing sometimes makes something like getting an apartment sorted in a few hours possible I quickly settle in and smile god why does she have me smiling like this "because she's perfect and she's ours" I shake my head "yeah she is but she isn't ours she only agreed to a date" I say to my other self.

Friday 

I'm in the middle of making brownies as my phones dings 

Mine😈: Hey are we still on for tonight?x 

I smile and reply quickly

Me:Yeah definitely I'll pick you up at 8 sweetheart 😘 

I put my phone down and go about my day before it's time to shower and get ready before I know it it's 7:45pm and I'm sitting in my car outside her house, she comes rushing out and I can't keep my eyes off her the dress she's wearing is so short and tight fuck "hey gorgeous" I say as she gets in with a huge grin "hey wanda" she says as I lean forward kissing her cheek.

2 weeks later

I'm currently hanging with y/n watching some movie she wanted to I think it's finally time to ask her to be my girlfriend "so uh y/n can I ask you something" I say as she turns to me cupping my cheek "of course" I smile and lean into her touch "I was wondering if you wanted to be my girlfriend" she smiles wide as she jumps into my lap crashing our lips together "yes yes yes a thousand times yess" she says between kisses causing me to smile pulling her closer.

14 months later

I've been dating y/n for a little over a year and its been amazing everytime I look at her I just wanna make her mine forever I feel her slowly waking up snapping me out of my thoughts "mmh morning baby" she says in her perfect sleepy voice I lean down and kiss her head "morning princess sleep well?" She cuddles up to me "mmh perfect with you beside me" we spent an hour laying in bed cuddling before heading down to make breakfast my eyes glued to her pantie covered ass fuck I can't wait till the day I get to take her completely we've not had sex yet but I'm happy waiting for her but fuck me im gonna rock her world "babyyyyyy" I'm snapped out my thoughts by a giggling y/n "bacon and eggs ok for you baby" I smile and nod as she cooks us breakfast it's her day off so we get to hang out all day which I love.

"OK so next movie is finding nemo" she says excitedly I smirk at her and lay on the couch "I just ordered pizza babe" I say with a smile "fuck I gotta pee" I say jumping up running up to the bathroom once I lock the door the scarlet witch comes crashing in my head "make her ours claim her mark her as ours" I shake my head "she doesn't belong to anyone" I hear her laughing at me "she is and will always be ours claim her imagine her screaming your name or filling her and making a baby in that perfect little tummy" I bite my lip as her words sink in "claim her take her for us" my mind wanders as I start to picture her with a bump carrying my baby a moan leaves my lips as I smirk something snapping inside me I quickly head back downstairs "hey baby you ok" her sweet voice says as I get back on the couch "I'm good honey" we spend the next hour watching the movie my mind thinking of her naked and spread screaming my name then carrying my baby I can't contain myself anymore so I rest my hand higher on her thigh moving closer to her pussy as I feel her breathing increase "w..what are you doing" she says I get up and pin her to the couch as my hands roam her body my lips crushing her lips I feel her moan into my mouth as I groap her tits something taking over completely "fuck" she moans letting me know she likes it she stares into my eyes lust consuming her "what do you want wanda" she pants as my hands rub her thighs "I want you y/n I want to make you mine claim you forever I want to make you scream my name as you forget yours" I say honestly as she starts to rip my clothes off making me giggle I follow her lead taking her clothes off in the matter of seconds we're both naked I lay her down and kiss my way to her stomach sucking and biting everywhere marking her as she moans "wa..wanda I.. I've never done it before" I smirk and bite her stomach as I look up at her "don't you worry I'll take full control my sweet girl" I groan as I spread her legs kissing my way to her cunt "fuck baby" she squirms as my lips ghost over her clit I groan at her scent as I take a deep breath I quickly wrap my lips around her clit and suck gently suddenly I feel my other half trying to break through before I know it she'stook over. 

Scarlet Witch POV:

I suck her clit harder lust consuming me as I slowly start to push my fingers inside her I hear her hiss and i smirk letting her clit go "the pain will pass in a minute my sweet girl just relax" I start to thrust my fingers faster as loud moans slip from her lips I feel her walls squeeze my fingers as I rubher clit "let go my precious girl" I moan as my accent slips out after a few thrusts I feel her juices soaking my hand "mhhh such a good girl baby my good girl" I quickly flick my wrists as a dick appears on my waist I smirk and flip her over as my hands roam her back and ass I spread her legs as I guid the dick inside her and moan surprised at the feeling it feels so real I bite my lip as I watch my dick stretching her cunt open "fuck baby such a good girl for me taking my dick so well princess fuck I wish you could see the way my dick is stretching your cunt" she moans drooling all over the couch she starts to push back into my dick taking over the thrusts I lean back and moan watching her sink on my dick I grip her hips as I take over the thrusts slamming deeper and harder inside her "gonna fill that pretty little cunt princess make you mine forever" I feel the orgasm approach as I continue to pound into her loud screams leaving her lips "mmmh such a little cock slut" she whimpers and turns to look at me "on...only for you I'm yours baby" as those words leave her mouth I can't help but explode deep inside her I feel the cum spilling from my dick and filling her as I continue slowly thrusting as imagines of her pregnant cloud my mind.

Y/ns POV:

I wake up in the morning my body a little sore but suddenly smile as I see wanda naked with her arms over my stomach "I'm all yours" I whisperas I gently kiss her head before I know what happens there's a hologram like version of wanda but she looks powerful I'm so confused "y/n it's OK im the scarlet witch im the other half of wanda I'm not going to hurt you I would never hurt what's ours I just need to explain last night I took over when lust consumed both me and wanda and I feel terrible none of us want to hurt you and I feel I might have been to rough" I can't help but smile and look between them both "you didn't I'm OK I loved it and I love wanda which means I love you" she smiles at me and I feel my heart melt "that's what I'm trying to say since we met you something changed we knew you where our soul mate" as the words leave her mouth she disappeared as wanda starts to wake up "mmmmh morning my beautiful baby" she says pulling me on top of her naked body I smile and kiss her "I know the scarlet witch took over she explained it to me" I say while kissing her lips as she looks into my eyes both us smiling.

we spent the day in bed enjoying every inch of eachother. 

1 month later

I wake up feeling horrible again I've been sick for 2 weeks now and my period is late I picked a test up last night at the store just incase I sluggishly walk into the bathroom as I grab the test and pee on it I set it aside and clean myself as I get up and wash my face after a few minutes I look at the test in shock it's positive suddenly I feel over come with joy fuck how am I going to tell wanda will she hate me will she leave me oh god I call my friend and ask her to make me a baby grow that says congratulations you're going to be a mommy along with a cute little Teddy, later that day she brings them over gift wrapped and i hug her tight "thank you so much jules you're a life saver" we catch up for a bit before she has to leave I check my phone and see its almost 7pm meaning wanda is on her way I feel my palms sweating as the door closes "uh wanda can you come here please" she comes in with a smile and kisses me "hey beautiful" I take a deep breath and hold her hand as I grab the gift bags and hand her them "what's this beautiful" I feel my nerves take over "just open it please" after what feels like forever I hear her gasp as she looks at me tears in her eyes "your pregnant baby?" I look at her and feel my own tears as we both cry with joy and hold eachother tight. 

10 years later

Y/ns POV: 

I've been married to wands for 6 years now and together for 10 amazing years she has my heart I love waking up to her every morning I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the pitter patter of tiny feet running into our room followed by giggles "mama! Mommy!" Our 3 youngest yell jumping on the bed ontop of wanda waking her up our oldest comes in shortly after with a smile on her face she looks so much like her mama "morning babies" I say as they all climb into bed with us this right here is my whole world and i wouldnt change a thing.  

AN: ok I know this isn't that great but I tried there was so much info I had to try and fit in for the request so if it feels rushed I'm sorry I apologise but I tried I also had to cram it down to under 3k words I didn't want it to be super long please don't hate me haha but I will have the last request posted in a few hours and hopefully will be a little better stay hydrated babes drink water!

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[blueparadis]

𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐃; 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐀

( 𝐜𝐰. )_ makima x demi-human!f!(dom)reader, supernatural au, slight canon typical elements, pov!shifts, pwp, 1night-stands, pinning, wlw, friends with benefits, ēxplicit sūmt, power dynamics, s/d dynamics, mention of succubus, undertones of violence and murder. 𝐰𝐜 :: 2k.

( 𝐬𝐲𝐧. )_ being an assassin in the world of devil hunters was not a walk in the park; until y/n was forced to make a deal with the demon.

( 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬. )_ @6-022-10-23 OMG bunny finally it's here 😭 I'm so sorry that I made you wait for so long. I finished it earlier than expected... I tried my best to align with the ideas you gave me but can't promise much. Well, i hope you enjoy this. Ik i did >:)) | redirect to blog navigation.

Being born to a renowned family with a long chain of pure bloodlines, where the next generation is blessed with astounding abilities to surpass the previous heir, is not in everyone's stars. Those who have it, despise it and those who do not, they envy it. But neither was the case with y/n. She came from a family of trained guards. Her family was part of a small clan who were devoted to ‘leaders’. They have dedicated their life, body, and soul to their leaders and they must protect them at all costs. That is their fate. That is their purpose in life. That is why they are born.

Another lukewarm Friday night rolled in.. Y/n was humming to herself as she combed her hair. It has been ten years since her parents passed away. They were killed by a local mafia gang who claimed to be as their ‘money-lender’ and hence, y/n had to work for them to pay off the debt. But fate is such a fickle whore when it comes to enacting a perfect revenge. While the money-lender slept peacefully every night, y/n spent every night being wide awake drunk on revenge. On one such night she decided to visit the church, just to calm herself but instead came back with blood all over her tattered clothes and a demon residing inside her, a succubus. The demon insatiable with lust, and her mind hungry for vengeance. What could be more appropriate than to make a deal with a succubus to enact her perfect revenge? It was a Friday just like today when she killed all the made men of the local mafia gang along with the leader and received loads of cash from the government as a reward. Her parents must be proud of her.

“Lily, I can now braid my hair like my mother.” Y/n chimed looking at the mirror. She blinked twice and uttered, “Amen” The reflection in the mirror did not change except for her eye color. It turned red. Although there was no one in the room, she kept talking. “Well, I hate that I can't cut my hair now. It has become so long and sometimes it gets in the way.” She let her body fall on the soft mattress and exhaled deeply. “You know you cannot cut your hair.” a voice echoed in her room.

“Should we go to the parlor to color our hair?” she asked scrolling through her contact list. They were full of gang leaders from several parts of the town. “yeah. We can. I don't think it would affect our bond.” Hearing such a green signal made Y/n’s heart jump with joy. She laughed and mentioned that the first thing in the morning she would do is eat a burger from Mcdonald's and then go straight to the parlor.

Yes, being in contract with a demon came with more pros than cons or at least that is how y/n wished to see it. From the day she had a contract with the succubus, she was never alone. Lilith, in short, Lily, the succubus was always there to watch over her whether she liked it or not. Better to get along than to enrage a demon— that was the idea; she wished to follow it till the last breath of her life. And why should not she? She is now a government-aided bounty hunter who has a deal with a demon. What could possibly go wrong?

“Is this seat taken?” A woman with peach-colored hair, perfectly braided who wore a pair of formal trousers and a shirt enquired softly holding her food tray that contained a soft drink and a pack of french fries. Y/n scanned the cafeteria and found two men in black suits guarding the entrance and exit of the place. You moved to a side without responding hoping she would take the sit next to you but she did not. Instead, she sat in front of you.

“She looks tasty.” The food stuck in your throat, your cheeks warming instantly at the voice of Lily at the back of your mind. She has a habit of doing this, especially around men. Maybe y/n was too comfortable as a vessel for her. Chugging half of the water bottle you were about to ask her. . . but she shot her chance first. “You are,” She rested her chin on the back of her palms leaning over the table. “You are the one who killed a group of fifty men of a local gang a few years ago. Isn't that right?”

Bingo. Damn right. She came doing her research. Just like the people say, her presence alone is formidable. Wonder how much she knows about you? Is she aware of the fact that y/n knows the devil she is in contract with? Taking in a deep breath through your nose you tartly spoke, “And, you are the one who died quite a few times, Makima.” you took another bite from half of the burger. “quite fatal I presume yet here we are.” She cocked her head to a side, eyes almost ready to devour your presence, your soul, your spirit, and everything else around you. But you kept eating. Grabbing the napkin you left your seat exclaiming, “Yet here we are drinking, eating. chatting.” without maintaining eye contact. As you walked passed by her you heard a sharp intake of breath. Makima gasped as she felt your presence fade away. what on earth was that? it was as if two famishing comets crossing each other while destroying other celestial bodies.

That was the first time when y/n met Makima. Strange things started to occur after that, as in, you kept seeing her several times, crossing paths at local bars and restaurants. Must be work you thought and brushed it off. But one day you spotted her at a cozy bar that was adorned with neon lights in a quiet revealing dress — that is unlike her. “She’s alone.” Lilith’s voice echoed in your head.

“you think so?” you whispered lowly. “she is always with her guard dogs.”

“no, no. I meant she is lonely.” Sharing a look with Lily through the reflection of the wine glass you thought, ‘Really? How could you tell?’

“Y/n L/n we know our kind. no matter how much power we have, we are lonely. We can have anything using that power, so in the end, without it we're nothing.” You swirled your drink as she added. “she must be having one of those days.”

“Like we have periods?” you asked a little louder than usual, earning a look from the bartender. It is a good thing that you always keep the Bluetooth headphones plugged in, even if they are turned off. They saved you many times.

“Perhaps. But we sometimes get tired of it. Of our power.” what a cruel thing to say for a powerful being to a powerless creature. You gulped the rest of the drink, grabbed your purse, and left the place. You can not make the same mistake twice. You can not take another demon into your house.

A few weeks passed.

When the full moon was beaming at her brightest, the stars were celebrating her beauty, human life was being absorbed by you and Lilith was having her share of meal y/n crossed paths with Makima again. She was in her work attire. Both of you had blood splotches here and there. Without exchanging any set of words you offered her a cigarette. She took it. Puffing out a drag you blurted. “My house is nearby. I'll get you fresh set of clothes.”

“Is that so?” she asked lighting her cigarette. Part of you presumed she would be such a good girl unaware of how to light a cigarette to upload her reputation. “Fine by me.” It was a friendly walk under the full moon. She told him that she is grateful for this, might as well repay you if given a chance.

“It's fine. sooner or later I'll probably work under you. Better to appease you than to lock horns ” you said in a robotic manner like you were taught. But you did not expect Makima to laugh at this. “oh!she likes you.”

‘Lily not now. NOT. NOW.' you warned.

You showed her the bathroom and gave her a fresh set of clothes. Meanwhile, you got refreshed too. When you were out of the bathroom, in just a pair of spaghetti and shorts you noticed Makima was drying her hair with the towel. You smiled exchanging glances. You stood behind her to get a look in the mirror. Makima’s hands turned lithe, eyes focusing on your reflection as you closed the gap between her and yourself. You could feel her breath rising and falling faster than usual. All you did was stare at her a little longer and then Makima tore her eyes away. Before she could escape you clamped your palms against the edge of the dressing table. Her hands blocked her chest, in a manner of self-defense or being embarrassed. You leaned closer, closer than she expected, closer than you expected.

“you look very fresh.” leaning further to reach her petite shoulders, you whispered. “you are staying for tonight, right?”

’course she is. You felt her fingers on your boobs, lightly grazed and the next thing you knew was you had her pinned against the wall, her hands clasped above her head and another grip on yours holding her in place. Melodious moans filled the room, no resistance from her side. Warm - wet neck kisses, boobs being pressed to one another, rubbing against each other as both of you hungrily shared mind-numbing kisses.

She was trying to get rid of your hold from her wrists. At least she was trying to but it was not enough. Your lips peppering kisses on her chest overpowered her strength. Makima was in no state to use control. You broke the kiss standing inches apart from her, looking right into her galactic eyes — last chance before you devour her, a last chance to say no.

Makima was quick and straightforward. So, you expected her to be like that in bed too but she was not. All she does was work. She goes for a drink but that is not enough to blow off steam for the line of work she is in. Y/n had thought about this many times after spotting Makima in that bar. She looked every bit of you when you were human.

Carefully, getting rid of the nightgown Makima looked at you sheepishly. You smiled and guided her to the bed, hovering above her, maintaining eye contact as you inserted your hands inside her panty. Warm, wet, needy. It did not take you long to push two sets of fingers inside her while your lips worked over her areola. Her hands tried to reach your feminity but she was too lost in chasing her high. You pushed your fingers further and quickened the pace feeling her strong grip over your arms, eyes shutting, back arching as her fluids coated your hand.

Sure, Lilith fed on lust but her preys were not on women, only men. It has been a while since you had slept with someone and they were still alive. To think that, a girl like her would be a virgin was every bit of shocking it was as much as it was exciting otherwise she would not have been tired just after three rounds of orgasm. At least, you expected her to be awake for pillow talk or even sharing a smoke. Stealthily, you left the bed standing in front of the mirror in the same spaghetti and shorts but with bite marks all over your neck, and waistline.

“told you she was a virgin.”

You rolled your eyes and headed towards the bathroom grabbing your phone.

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[mariaace]

Loving you was a loosing game...

Angst collab with @saelique ༊࿐

A/n:Hey lovesss!! This is my work for Cinna's angst collab with Reo Mikage<33 i hope you all enjoy and go check out her collab💜

Genre:angst/no comfort Pairing:Reo Mikage Type:one shot

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Did you know what you were getting yourself into when you started dating Reo? Yes. Or at least that's what you thought. You knew about your boyfriend's love towards his best friend amd you didn't really mind it, well you didn't.

Him and Nagi were spending way much more time together, since they got interested in football. You again don't mind it that much, after all he is your boyfriend and you want him to be happy. But at the same time-it wasn't fair. You knew Reo longer than Nagi did and he most of time was somehow ignoring you. He didn't do it on purpose, right? No. He wouldn't do that.

Now you were sitting in class thinking about that, while Reo and Nagi were a seat ahead of you. Of course Nagi was sleeping. Your thoughts were interrupted by the bell ringing. You packed your things and started walking through the door. You thought about waiting for Reo, but he was already busy trying to wake up Nagi from his hibernation.

Days has been awfully quiet. Still pushing though aside you decided to meet with your boyfriend so things could get back to how they were. You texted him quickly to meet up tomorrow since it was a friday evening. He replied faster than usual and agreed. You smiled and put your phone away. Well, time for getting homework done for tomorrow.

You're getting ready for the "date", well at least sort of a date. But it didn't matter it was finally time for you hang out with your boyfriend. You came to the location, patiently waiting for Reo. Waiting.. waiting..ughhhhh.... Okay, okay, calm down.. training might just hold him up right? Just wait a bit longer and check out your phon- ... Nagi, Nagi, Nagi.. enough. You went straight home after his not even bothering to text Reo. He didn't text you either so it's gonna be that way.

Instead of saying something you started being cold to him, not giving him the same attention. Did he noticed that? You can't really tell which explains a lot, but still. You loved Reo and you thought he loved you too, but seems like his best friend was more important. You couldn't continue lying yourself so you decided thar it's time.

Talk to him? How? When there is not time hm? Football, Nagi, Football, Nagi. In that moment your parents bursted into the room. Your father got a different job in another city so you're moving out of here. Well just perfect.

The next day you remembered your boyfriend had a training so you decided to go and wait for him 'till he finishes it and talk to him. On your way there though you saw no other than Nagi himself who was being late because he slept in. As you approached him an idea popped in your mind. You took out a pen and a paper and after writing on it you gave it to Nagi asking him to give it to Reo. He agreed and went to his training.

There you are now. Sitting on your desk completely ignoring the topic the teacher is talking about. There is no one that you know in the desk in front you... You have blocked Reo's and number and all of his social medias, so you didn't know if he got the paper, but if he didn't he probably figured out what happened.

When break came you were on your phone, when you suddenly saw an article. "Blue lock project" amd there they were their names.

...

-Nagi Seishiro

-Reo Mikage

...

You smiled to yourself when you saw his name. Well at least now he have got the two things he loved the most in his live.

© mariaace 2024 please do not steal, copy, translate or plagiarize. Thank you.

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[luvhughes43]

The Boy Trap | Luke Hughes x reader

request: Heyy i really loved your luke fic could i maybe request an imagine where the reader and Luke are dating but she has a twin sister and everyone can’t tell them apart except Luke? 🥺

word count: 0.5k

the boy trap masterlist🌷

It was a friday night, meaning that there was a house party that everyone was going to. Unfortunately though, you had an essay due tonight that you had left to do till the last minute… so you promised your boyfriend Luke, your twin sister Hallie, and your friends that you would just meet them at the party after you submitted your assignment. 

Luke hated going to parties without you. He always felt awkward and he hated standing around watching his friends play beer pong or whatever drinking game they’d drag him into. suffice to say, the boys were on the lookout for when you would arrive at the party so their boy would stop looking so gloomy. 

they didn’t have to wait long however, as they saw a familiar figure walking through the living room. “yo Luke your girls here”, Duke's voice cut through the loud music. Luke lifted his head up from his phone and his small smile was quickly replaced with a frown. “That's not y/n'' he replied, looking back down at his phone.

“literally what are you talking about? i swear that’s-"

“no that’s Hallie” Luke spoke up as he continued to scroll on his phone. 

“Hey guys!” Hallie greeted the boys as she walked up to their group, “is y/n here yet?” Duke frowned. “Why do you guys look so glum?” Hallie questioned the boys as she took a seat near Luke. 

“I thought you were y/n. it’s literally impossible to tell you guys apart” Duke joined the rest of the group on the couch, sitting next to Hallie. 

“you guys should get your foreheads tattooed with your names or something,” Ethan joked. 

“I can't believe Luke's the only one of yous that can tell us apart” Hallie said exasperated. She and y/n had known the guys ever since y/n and Luke started dating. Their relationship was about to reach the 1 year milestone and the fact that their friends still couldn't tell them apart... was a little annoying.

“You guys don’t even look alike” Luke said and all the others boys groaned. 

“they look the exact same Luke! there’s no way you can tell the difference” Duke started up again. 

“I literally just told them apart?” 

“Lukey! Hallie, guysss what’s up? what did i miss!” you said as you made your way into the living and sitting on Luke’s lap. he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in close. “Finally you’re here! next time you’re procrastinating on an assignment i’ll help you” Luke told you as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. 

you smiled, “so.. what were you guys talking about?” 

“the boys were just talking about how they can’t tell us apart” your twin Hallie replied. 

the boys started getting into a heated debate on how you and hallie looked so similar, and how it was impossible to tell you two apart. 

y/nuser

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y/nuser: hallie and i🤞💗

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edwards.73: lhughes_06 which ones y/n quickly!

lhughes_06: why do u guys keep trying to test me i know who my gf is😭

mackie.samo: lukey we’re only asking because we don’t know who’s who

lhughes_06: it’s literally so obvious…

edwards.73: and yet you haven’t answered the question…

bestiegirl: hottest sisters ever

hallie04: loml what’s up😎

lhughes_06: look at my beautiful gf on the right, and on the left❤️

y/nuser: love you😭🤞

hallie04: when he can tell u and your twin apart🤩

y/nuser: only boy to ever do it🤞

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[seospicybin]

ONE OF A KIND.

Felix x reader. (s,f)

Synopsis: When you live in a small island there’s nothing more exciting than meet a new man in town, Felix. It’s getting more peculiarly nostalgic as if you feel like you’ve known him for years. (12,7k words)

Author's note: Last one of my One series and I'm sorry?

Out of all the days in the week, your favorite is Friday.

Not because you're working a 9 to 5 job and the next day after that is the weekend.

You like Friday because you like how everyone seems to be more relaxed on that particular day. It's a day you choose to do everything you wanted to do.

You wake up to the sound of the waves crashing from afar and the sound of the wind-chime you hang in your window, you look out to see the glimmering surface of the sea blinding you.

As the smell of the ocean fills your nostrils, you can tell that it is going to be a good day.

The warm shower washes your sleep away and you pick your favorite summer dress from the closet. Blue like the sky with tiny white roses dotted the fabric and it fits you perfectly.

It's always sunny on this island, it's so small that you can go anywhere with your bike and you know it like the back of your hand, but that's why you like it.

It feels like your small private island.

The first thing to do is visit your sister's bakery for breakfast.

Your choice will always be the cinnamon roll and just from the smell alone, already make you salivate. But what makes cinnamon rolls taste so good and leave you wanting more is the sweetness of the glaze which is made from cream cheese, confectioners' sugar, warm butter, and vanilla extract with a hint of salt.

It's sweet and savory, the perfect treat to start your day with.

"Coffee?" Your sister offers.

"I'll get it myself," you say, going behind the counter to prepare a cup of coffee for yourself.

"Be careful, it's hot!" Your sister warns like she already knew you're about to touch the wrong side of the coffee pot.

You chuckle at the sheer luck, "thank you!"

Carefully, you pour the hot coffee into your cup and before you can get it to the table, a customer enters the place and walks up to the counter to order.

Your sister is in the back kitchen, probably getting a fresh batch of bakery out of the oven. It's not a loss to help her even though it's your day off.

He smiles as soon as you face him, a kind smile, not a flirty one, but one that you rarely get especially in the morning when people haven't gotten caffeine in their system yet.

"Good morning!"

"Morning!" He greets back without looking at you.

"Can I help you?"

He looks at you for a few more seconds as if to wait for you to offer something else than coffee or bread.

After a moment, he finally comes up with an order, "I'd like a cup of latte."

It surprises you how his voice doesn't sound like it belongs to him. It's deep and low, in contrast to his pretty features and slim figure.

"One latte!" You repeat and add it to the till machine.

He saunters to the display counter filled with all kinds of bakery goods and a selection of cakes.

"And... one pain au chocolat," he adds.

A chuckle escapes your mouth.

"Something funny?" He asks with a confused smile.

You feel bad for the way you behaved, making it seems like you make fun of him, "I'm sorry, it's just that people usually called it a chocolate croissant," you explain with an apologetic smile.

"It's the first time someone addressed it by its French name, huh?"

"I'm sorry. I feel bad for laughing," you apologize again with your head down, can't look him in the eyes.

"That's alright," he assures you.

"Anything else?"

"That's it!" He says.

You calculate everything and inform him how much he should pay, take the money and hurriedly hand him the change.

He waits by the end of the counter for his order and you make sure that you get it right, you don't need another embarrassing moment to share with him.

You slide the tray with his order to him, "Enjoy!" You keep it short then run to the back with your coffee and cinnamon rolls.

You're planning on spending the morning drawing a thing or two before you start cycling around the island.

"May I sit here?" Someone asks.

You glance to see the man who spoke little French earlier with his coffee cup in hand.

You consider it for a little while but he doesn't seem like the type to chat a lot, you shrug and gesture for him to sit.

"Thank you," he mutters with another gentle smile and sits across from you.

With the morning sunlight shining through the window, you can see the freckles on his face, like God sprinkled the stars on his face.

He pulls out a book from his bag, you can't see the title since he puts the book down on the table, reading it quietly with his eyes and the beautiful eyelashes that rest along his eyelids.

That makes your head wander off without you intending to. You remind yourself to hurry up and take out your journal from your bag. Nothing makes you feel more excited than a new, clean page.

You look around for anything to draw and see magpies perching on the tree across the street.

In the middle of it though you wonder why your journal seems so empty despite you feeling like you have drawn a lot of things in it.

You take a bite of your cinnamon rolls and a sip of your coffee after.

"You like drawing?" He suddenly asks.

You are too busy drawing and didn't notice he has been watching you. It's too late to hide it now, you decide to let the journal open, then answer him, "yes."

"I like that one," he points to the drawing on the previous page.

You smile and look at it, "it's a drawing of the sunset on the hill."

"The hill?"

You nod, "have you been there?"

"No," he shortly answers.

You take a look at him again and get this feeling that he feels so oddly familiar but you swear you have never seen him before.

"Have we met before?" You dared yourself to ask.

He pauses for a moment and closes his book, "No, I'm new in town."

He puts his book into his bag, "why?"

You awkwardly chuckle and rub your chin nervously, "I don't know why but I feel like I have seen you before."

"Ah!" He nods, "maybe you have seen me around before."

"Maybe," you vaguely answer but that's plausible since it's a small town anyway. You decide to pick up your pencil and continue drawing.

"How long have you been living here?" He asks out of the blue.

"All my life," you answer.

"That means you know everything about this island?"

"I guess I can confidently say yes to that," you answer with a polite smile.

He sips his drink, "Actually, I haven't gone around much," he says.

He leans forward on the table, "I wonder if you can show me around?"

You snort in response.

And just like he knows you thought he was joking he quickly adds, "I'll pay for the service, of course!"

He is serious and he's willing to pay you just to be his tour guide for the day. You make a quick observation and assess it in your head, that he seems smart, polite, and warm, as warm as the morning sun feels on your skin that morning.

There's no harm in taking a sudden job offer, consider this killing two birds with one stone even though you're not that keen on killing animals for that matter.

"Why me?"

He shrugs, "because you are a true local, there's no one who knows this town better than a local," he eloquently answers with that kind smile.

You call it a kind smile because there's no hint of malice in it, just pure kindness like he was born into the world with a smile like an angel.

He's a decent man with no intentions to harm you, that kind smile assures you that.

You chuckle at his remark, "then you should hire the chief, not me."

"I've seen the chief, he's not my type," he jokes with a low laugh.

"And I am your type?" You joke back.

"A beautiful girl like you is my type," he innocently answers like he's prepared that answer beforehand.

You laugh at how straightforward he is and that is enough proof that he's not from this town.

"I can show you a few places," you say while calculating how many places can you visit in one day.

"A few places is enough," he says.

You close your journal and put your pencil back into its case, "can you ride a bicycle?"

He props a hand under his chin, "as far as I remember, yes," he answers.

After telling him that the two of you will be riding the bicycle, you're going to the back of the shop to borrow your sister's bike to lend to the new guy in town.

It comes to your realization that you haven't introduced yourself to him, you bring the bike to him, then introduced yourself.

He holds his hand out at you with that sweet smile on his face, "I'm Felix," he introduces himself.

The moment your hand touches his, you get a funny feeling that resembles something like reuniting with an old friend. You clearly mistake it and decide to laugh it off.

"Get ready!" You quickly hold the handlebars of your bike.

"So, what is our first destination?" He asks, following you and walking the bike to the front of the bakery.

You get on your bike and look over your shoulder at him "we're going to see the stars," you answer with a sly smile.

"Stars? But it's only 9 am!" He says, perplexed.

You ride your bike at a much slower pace since you're guiding someone for a trip around the town and the first destination is close enough that there's no need to rush.

"The observatory?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.

You nod and parked your bike on the available spot, then help him with his.

The head of security of this place is a regular at the bakery, you know his order by heart, half a dozen of glazed donuts and a cup of coffee with two sugars and cream.

He always reminds you to come to the observatory and you're more than happy to come here every day but let's not be inconsiderate because this man works there and you may get him in trouble.

"Don't get your hopes up, we're not going to the observatory," you tell him as he follows you to enter a building.

"But we're going to the planetarium," you add before he gets disappointed, pointing to the other building in the vicinity.

Someone stops you from entering the place with your hand already holding the handle of the door, "I'm sorry miss, but the planetarium only opens to the public on the weekends," he says.

If you haven't seen him before that means he's probably new security. You softly laugh and calmly explain, "I understand that you don't know me but can you tell Mr. Park that it's me coming to the planetarium?"

He stands between you and the door to the planetarium, "I'm sorry, miss, I can't allow you," he persists.

You glance at Felix and it's obvious that you're not the only one uncomfortable about this. It's your first destination and it's already getting embarrassing that you feel like wanting to shrink into a microscopic size.

"Can you at least try and call Mr. Park first, please?" You plead one more time.

"There's no one named Mr. Park in here," the new security says.

You scoff in disbelief, "he's the head of security here," you almost snap but remind yourself to keep calm. It was only yesterday that you packed him a half dozen of donuts and a coffee to go.

Felix has a right to be confused by this but he looks just as upset as you, he steps into the matter and says, "I think we can surely make a phone call to confirm."

He then takes the security aside and you can't hear what they're talking about because they're out of your earshot.

After a moment, they're walking back to you and the security pushes the door open.

"Not more than an hour," he warns as he lets the two of you inside.

Felix grabs your hand leading you inside. Even though the matter is solved, you can't stop feeling embarrassed because of it.

"So, what are we going to do here?" He asks.

You keep looking down at your feet, suddenly feel stupid for taking him here just because you know someone from the inside, "I don't know why I'm taking you here," you meekly say.

"Well, it must be because you find this place interesting," Felix says.

For someone who has just met you roughly an hour ago, he puts his faith so much in you. You don't know whether he's overly chivalrous or you should be suspicious of him.

"It's a bad idea to take you here," you sigh, regretting your choice for taking him here of all places you know on the island.

He gently grabs your elbow and says, "come on, we don't have much time!"

That makes you realize you've been wasting time contemplating your choice. Since you're already inside anyway, there's no use to fret.

You start walking and showing him around with both of your footsteps echoing in the empty planetarium.

You skip right to the place you wanted to show him, to the dome where there's a projection of stars on the dome. Mr. Park has shown you how to turn the projection on, you're not forgetting to turn the lights off before joining Felix in the center of the room.

"We're going to be standing here?" He awkwardly asks.

You shake your head and pull him by the hand to sit down next to you.

"Oh okay, we're sitting," he says as he gets comfortable sitting on the floor

But then you lay down on the floor and Felix follows suit, slowly laying his body next to you. In a second, the ceiling of the dome is filled with countless stars and they're the closest he has ever seen yet they're still out of his reach.

"What's your star sign?" You ask.

"Virgo."

You scan the projection to find his constellation and look between the Leo and Libra constellations.

"There!" You point to the constellation that forms a lazy Y shape.

He looks to where you point at the ceiling of the dome and gasps, "oh, that one?"

"It's the second largest constellation in the sky," you explain.

"Oh, wow!" He exclaims in awe and sounds truthfully fascinated by it.

You turn to look at him to know if he's enjoying this little amusement that is personal to you because you never show it to anyone else before.

Notices that you're looking at him, he turns his head and smiles at you.

"Beautiful!" He softly says.

And you can say the same thing about the constellations his freckles made on his cheeks.

You look away thinking you'll weird him out if you look at him for long, "yeah, it's beautiful."

With the absence of lights, the stars look more vivid and the dark that surrounded the two of you, makes it feels like the two of you floating in outer space.

Just the two of you.

-

The sun is shining so brightly but the winds are a bit cold for a summer day.

You're not complaining though because it helps you not to sweat a lot, it feels refreshing that the wind slips through your hair as you keep pedaling your bike.

Once in a while, you look over your shoulder to make sure you don't go too fast and leave Felix behind.

"You're supposed to take me to a gift shop at the end of the tour," Felix says but doesn't look like he's complaining at all.

You chuckle, "It's so that we don't have to go back and forth..."

You stop explaining as he keeps staring at you, it's the eyes that tell so much more than just a stare, the eyes making you feel embraced.

It almost feels like he sees someone that he hasn't seen in a long time.

But that's only possible if the two of you had met before.

"Are you sure we never met before?" You blurt out as you park your bike outside the gift shop.

Felix chuckles and parks his bike next to yours, skipping on answering your question.

The gift shop sells handmade products that are made by the locals, ranging from t-shirts to little figurines made of glass.

You let him look around the shop before taking him to the second floor where there's a room with dozens of wind-chime hanging around the room.

"It's where they make wind-chime," you say.

There's a big wooden table in the middle of the room, cluttering with materials from seashells to feathers and tools scattering around.

"Have you ever made one yourself?"

You nod, "I have one in my house."

"I'd like to see," he says.

You chuckle because he takes your answer as an indirect invitation to come to your house. You'll never get used to his bluntness but you don't mind it either. It surprises you how much you tolerate him even though he's a stranger you've just met hours ago.

"Yeah, sure," You joke because it's the only proper way to respond to that.

When a gust of wind blows in, the wind-chime clink together and collectively make chiming sounds that filled the room with music.

They keep swaying in the direction of where the wind blows.

"Do you want to try and make one?" You ask.

"I'm bad at DIY," he answers with a grimace.

You laugh at how honest he is, there's no pretending in everything he says or does which is very rare. When you meet someone new, they usually hide behind their facade of what kind of person they wanted to be perceived as.

Something about Felix convinces you he has no fear of showing his true self to you.

That scares you a little but at the same time, keeps you intrigued.

Felix takes a few pictures with his phone before going back to the first floor where he continues looking around the shop for something to buy.

You wait for him by the cashier while looking at the beaded bracelets on the counter when all of a sudden a little girl comes to you and hugs you.

"Hi, hello," you greet with a confused tone.

She doesn't say anything but wraps her hands around your waist and looks up at you.

"I'm done looking around," Felix comes back while clutching a few things in his chest and sees the little girl hugging you.

You shake your head at him, "I have no idea," you lowly mutter to him.

Felix puts down the things he's going to buy on the counter and squats down to be at the same eye level as the little girl.

"Can you please tell your mom that I need to pay?" He sweetly asks while fixing the little girl's hair endearingly.

The little girl still not saying anything but nods at him.

"Good girl! Now go, go, go..." he's cheering for her as she gets inside the house to get her mom.

You tip your head to the side even more confused than before, "how do you know she's the daughter of the owner?"

He shrugs, "well... that's the only thing that makes sense," he vaguely explains while uneasily looking at a cart of postcards.

A few minutes later, the owner of the gift shop comes out with the little girl trailing behind her.

"I'm sorry for making you wait," the owner says and immediately packs Felix's things while counting them.

"I don't know you have a daughter," you say because as far as you remember, the owner of the giftshop lives with her brother who made all of those wind-chime and they're both not married yet.

She awkwardly chuckles and answers, "she's my... uh, little cousin."

You nod and take a look at the girl again, how she shares an uncanny resemblance with the owner, "she has your eyes," you pointed out.

She takes Felix's credit card to process the purchase, "yeah, many people said the same thing," she sheepishly says.

Then she returns Felix's card and hands him his things, "thank you!"

Felix smiles at her while putting his card back into his wallet, he then turns at you, "shall we go?"

"Sure," you say.

You smile at the owner and wave at the little girl before exiting the gift shop.

-

After having a quick lunch at a food truck by the beach, you take Felix for a short walk to the ice cream parlor for desserts.

"They have the best ice cream on the island," you brag to him while pushing the door to get inside.

"Oh yeah?"

You turn around as Felix enters after you, "and it's my treat," you say.

The ice cream parlor is a place to go especially after spending time at the beach and you know the owner well, you have been a regular since you were little.

And on Friday, they always give an extra scoop of ice cream.

"Hi, can I take your order?" The girl says in her pink and yellow uniform that matches the interior of the ice cream parlor.

"In a minute," you say and give time for Felix to choose a flavor from the selection displayed on the counter.

"They're all looking good," he says with wrinkled brows like this is a life-or-death decision to make.

"What would you recommend?" He asks you.

You point to the display counter, "Cookies and cream or the... peanut butter?" you recommend but to be honest, you're indecisive too when it comes to ice cream.

"They're all good," you add.

He laughs because you're only making it hard for him to choose.

"What are you having?"

"Chocolate chip cookie dough," you reply.

Seeing that he still needs time to decide, you order first while taking out your wallet from your bag, "I'll have one chocolate chip cookie dough on a cone."

She takes your order and types something on the computer.

"Do I get an extra scoop?" You ask.

"I'm sorry?"

"I get an extra scoop on Friday," you point to the poster on the wall for the promotion. It's clearly written extra scoop on Friday in bold fonts.

"Yes, but it's not Friday," she calmly explains.

Felix grabs your elbow and once again, steps into the matter that you guess he's about to solve.

"And I'll have the butter pecan," he adds and pulls out his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans.

"Hey, I'm paying," you remind him and hurriedly pull out your card from your wallet.

He looks at you and smiles, "I'll just cut it from your pay later," he simply says.

Felix hands the cashier his credit card and says, "and don't forget the extra scoops."

The cashier looks at him with a baffled expression but after a moment, she takes his card from him.

In the end, you get your extra scoop but something is tugging at your chest. When you look back at all the strange things happening today, it's like you know you missed something but you can't pinpoint what it is.

"Are we going to watch the sunset at the beach?" Felix asks as he walks beside you.

You softly laugh seeing the ice cream on the corner of his mouth, you grab his arm and turn him to face you.

"Stay still for me," you order and take a napkin you brought.

You slowly dab his mouth with the napkin and can't help but notice that he's looking at your lips, you hand him the napkin after and look away.

"I have a better place to watch the sunset from," you say.

The bike ride to your next destination is going to be a tough one since the road is steep and bumpy.

But if you want to make it there for the sunset, you have to keep pedaling even though your legs are screaming in pain.

You both eventually stopped pedaling and get off your bikes, deciding to walk them for the rest of the journey up the hill.

Felix fortunately puts all of his trust in you, he doesn't complain or keep asking where you're taking him, which is normal if he does.

Surprisingly though, he's very calm about it.

You put the bikes next to a tree and you take out a bottle of water from your bag, handing it to him.

"Thanks!" He mutters to you and impatiently uncaps the bottle to drink it.

You take another one from your bag and take a big long gulp before start walking to where you're going to watch the sunset.

"What is this place?" Felix asks while taking another sip of water.

"Ruins of a castle," you answer.

There's a crease formed between his eyebrows in a curl of a question mark.

You softly laugh before explaining further, "not exactly a castle but there used to be a birdwatching tower here."

You lead him climbing up the stairs that remained from the ruins and stopping by the concrete barrier, looking out at the sea that seems to be one with the sky.

Felix stands next to you, taking in the breathtaking view in silence while you're observing him.

"You don't seem to be impressed," you say and you've never been this blunt to someone you recently acquainted with, somehow with him, it feels like okay to do that.

He smiles and takes a long deep breath, "which one do you think matters the most? The place or the people you're with?"

Instead of answering your question, he asks you with a new one that got you thinking long and hard.

Your head starts to make scenarios in your head. One is that you go to a beautiful place but you come with your least favorite person to be with and the other one is you go to a horrible place but it's with someone you love.

If you compare those two, the latter seems to be a better answer.

"The people," you answer.

Felix's head is tilted up to see the sky turning golden as the sun is going down with the day and after a moment, he finally turns his head to look at you.

"I really like this place," he says.

He stares into your eyes as if the reflection of the sunset in them is more stunning than the one happening at the end of the horizon.

Then he leans in a little closer at you, "but I like the person I'm with more," he finishes with a soft smile with his eyes filled with warmth. Even with the daylight almost gone, he's luminescent and bright, how come you've never seen such a face?

However, this feeling and this moment you're sharing right now are almost nostalgic like it has happened before.

Is this what people called as fate? Everything about him puts the pieces right in their places.

"Do you want to go see the wind-chime at my house?" You blurt out the question as if he wouldn't get that the wind-chime is just an excuse.

A smile rises on his face as the sun set for the day, "sure."

-

Before it gets too dark, you slowly ride your bikes down the hill and take a few shortcuts to your house.

You arrived just in time as the sun fully disappeared and the moon has taken its place in the sky.

You turn on all of the lights in the house before letting him in and quickly excused yourself to the bathroom, aware that he can see all the beads of sweat on your face.

You wash your face, apply lip balm, brush your hair, and spray a little perfume before getting out of the bathroom. You may still look exhausted but at least you smell nice.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't offered you a drink," you say the moment you see him standing there in the living room, looking out at the back garden with the view of the sea.

"That's okay," he says.

You go to the kitchen and suddenly forgot where you put your things in there, "water? Soda? Juice?"

"Anything will do!"

You take a glass from the top cabinet, "a glass of anything then!" You joke as you open the fridge to get a carton of juice.

His laugh is deep and echoing in the house, "do you mind if I take a look around?"

"Oh please, make yourself at home," you kindly reply and watches him making his way out to the back porch.

You bring the glass of juice in your hand knowing that he must be in your little studio and find him looking at your drawings.

"Here you go!" You give him his glass of juice.

"Thank you," He doesn't waste time taking a sip and puts the glass down on the table.

He then continues looking at the drawings you put on the wall and doing it so attractively, you get to see his side profile of sharp jaws, a small nose, and lips.

"Your drawings are beautiful!"

His deep voice is enough to get you out of your reverie, you immediately mutter your gratitude, "thanks!"

"You're a great artist!" He praises once again.

It's the way he delivers the praise that got your heart palpitations, "I'm not an artist yet but I got a scholarship to attend an art school this year," you don't want to brag but this kind of opportunity doesn't come often.

"In fact, I'm leaving next month," you add with an excited laugh, still can't believe it yourself.

Felix's gaze turns a shade dimmer like he has just heard something awful, "wow, congratulations!" He says but the excitement isn't there.

"Thank you!" Yet you sincerely thanked him for it.

You remember you haven't asked him his intention on this island, "how about you?"

"Huh?"

"Are you here for a vacation or do you plan on staying?" You ask out of curiosity.

"Or do you like my sister's pain au chocolat too much?" You add a joke at the end to not make it seems like you're pressuring him to answer.

He smiles and turns to face you, "I'm staying."

"Permanently?"

"It seems like that, yeah," he answers.

It's too early to assume that he was sad to know that you'll be leaving soon when he only started living on the island but you can't help it either.

"Well, you'll love it here," you tell him, and deep inside you got inexplicably sad that you only met him now.

You both exchange a gaze that elicits the same emotions, of something tender but sorrowful. How do you even have these sorts of feelings toward someone you know barely hours ago?

It's a mystery but you like how you can comfortably look into his eyes and drown yourself in them.

Felix breaks the eye contact first and asks, "so, where's the wind-chime?"

You slightly got a bit jittery, "it's uhm... it's in the other room," you can't find yourself saying the exact location but leads him there.

You both go back inside the house and turn to the right to enter one of the rooms.

Once he stepped inside, Felix calmly walks up to the window and pushes it open to let the air in.

The wind-chime sways and makes clinking sounds, "yours is beautiful," he compliments.

"I bet you know the wind-chime is just an excuse," you shyly say.

He sheepishly smiles and nods.

You approach him and stop right next to him, looking at his face under the pale moonlight that adds a mystifying glow, and makes him appear like a mythical entity.

"Can I kiss you?" You know your curiosity can only be answered with a kiss.

"I swear to you I've never done this before," you start to blabber because that's what you do when you're nervous.

"But you feel so oddly familiar to me like we've met and known each other for years, I just wanted to—"

Before you can finish your sentence, he leans in and closes the gap between your bodies.

It's like the stars aligned the moment your lips touched, it's ethereal and just right.

Your eyes are still closed when he pulls away and you try so hard to find a name for this peculiar feeling, one that resembles a feeling of coming home.

"Is it bad?" He asks with his hands still cupping your face as you stay quiet for a good minute.

You open your eyes and slowly shake your head, "kissing a stranger," you lowly mutter.

You jerk your head back in confusion, "I've never done that before..."

Felix softly chuckles, "yeah, you told me."

You touch his face and swipe your thumb over his small lips, "can we kiss again?"

Strange that you don't see any signs of confusion on Felix's face, "of course, yeah," he answers while laughing.

You're the one leaning in this time and gently place your lips on his, feeling his warm soft lips against yours for a few seconds then let go.

"Interesting..." you sigh in a perplexed tone.

Felix drops his hands to hold you by the waist and you like how he feels around you, safe and comfortable.

You look at his face and laugh at this funny thought that crossed your head, "can we do more than just a kiss?"

Felix once again doesn't seem to be surprised by the question but cracks a laugh at you, "is that what you want?"

You laugh again while burying your face in his chest, drinking in his natural scent mixed with sunshine and sea breeze.

Then you shyly nod without looking at him.

"We can do that," Felix says with his mouth close to the top of your head.

After a while, you look up at him and do not hesitate to kiss him, "maybe after a few more of this," you say between kisses.

And he caters to your wants, returning the kisses with the same passion while holding you close.

"Should we go to bed?" You ask.

Felix doesn't answer but takes you to your bed, patting the space next to him.

However, you choose to sit on his lap and straddle him, kissing him again only to be the one who breaks it again, "I can't believe I asked you that," you say with a low laugh.

You plant a long kiss on his lips and sigh, "I swear to you I am not the type to ask someone I barely know to have sex with me, I—"

You pause to catch a breath from your constant blabbering.

Felix brushes your hair to the side and endearingly cups your jaw, "are you nervous?"

You put your hands around his neck, "a little."

"Do you want to continue?"

"Yes," you answer rather too quickly but you're way past embarrassing yourself at this point.

Felix sweetly smiles as he puts all of your hair away to the side and holds them there, "you're so beautiful."

It's the sincerity in his voice that assured you that his compliments aren't just empty words, they are genuine.

You want to adore him in the same way, one hand slips in his dark locks, and the other trails his defined jaw, you use the chance to play connect the dots with the freckles on his face.

"And you are so, so beautiful," you mutter back as earnestly as possible your voice quivering along with your heart.

The kisses he places on your lips next feel softer and longer than the previous ones but they hold intensity in them, hungry and a little possessive as if someone will take it from him.

And the next kiss is explosive as if this one unlocked the insecurities in both of you, setting them free.

Felix starts to take the dress off of you, exposing your skin to the cool night air and raising goosebumps all over your body.

"I have to warn you that I might be bad at it," you say as Felix puts your dress away.

"At what?" He asks back.

"Sex," you meekly answer.

He takes your hands and put them on his chest, "I'll be the judge of that," he calmly says.

Somehow your hands know what to do and start working the buttons of his shirt, impatiently parting it open after seeing the muscles he hides underneath that shirt.

He helps by taking it off of him and putting it aside, drawing you close to him again, kissing you hungrier than before.

You both collapse onto the bed and tangled your bodies like two slithering snakes, touching and kneading, lips endlessly attached.

More pieces of clothing are off until there are none but mere skins and limbs on the white sheet.

Felix sinks his mouth onto your neck and kisses you there, wet kisses that make you flutter on the inside. Like you aren't intoxicated enough, he slides his mouth down your chest and hovers there, taking your breast in his mouth in turns.

Your soft moans fill the space and echo in the room, your hand slips into his silky fine hair. 

You tug a little harder at it as he sucks harder on your nipple that Felix lets out a yelp.

"I'm sorry," you quickly apologize.

You gently rub his scalp with your fingertips to soothe the pain, "it's just that... they're so sensitive," you meekly admit.

Felix uses his index finger to rub your nipple in circular motions with his eyes looking at you through his lashes, "are they?"

You bite your lower lip to stop yourself from moaning and nod, "If you keep doing that, I may—" your words got cut off as Felix tugs your nipple between his teeth, then takes a mouthful of your ample flesh in his mouth.

Felix lets go with a popping sound, leaving your breast swollen and wet with his saliva.

He hastily kisses your mouth then brings his mouth close to your ear, "you know what?"

You turn your head to the side to look at him and mutter, "what?"

He presses his mouth into your other ear, "I can't wait to be inside you," his hot breath tickling, sending a shiver down your spine.

You feel the knot inside you ever so slowly tightening the more he aroused you.

Felix's hand is reaching for the drawers on the bedside table and you guess he's looking for condoms.

"It's on the second drawer," you tell him while watching his hand pull it open and take a condom out of the box.

It's probably a common thing that people keep condoms close to the bed, you reckon since Felix seems to know where you put them.

He sits on the edge of the bed, tears the wrapper open, and put the condom on, crawling back onto the bed once he's done.

He's smiling so sweetly as he hovers above you, placing small fluttering kisses on the side of your face. A hand glides down your body to part your legs open.

You capture his lips for a long, lingering kiss before letting him go, spreading your legs open for you.

Felix gives his cock a few pumps, wetting it with your essence as he rubs his length down your slit repeatedly.

He then put your legs over his and aligns his cock with your entrance, he holds your thighs as he slowly pushes in.

You grip the sheet underneath you and lowly moan as he keeps pushing the remaining length deeper into you.

The hand that holds your thigh, clawing into the flesh and making crescent marks on the skin.

With the last push of his hips, his cock is fully sheathed in your tight walls and he lets a low growl of satisfaction.

Felix lowers himself on you and places a kiss on your lips, taking a moment together to adjust to being inside each other.

You wrap your legs and arms around him, absorbing the heat his slim body emitting, feeling him skin to skin.

The quietness in the room only adds to the intimacy, there's nothing but the sound of your breathing and your body against each other.

Felix slowly thrusts into you but it's the stares deeply into your eyes that make you feel vulnerable under him. A hand holds the side of your head and brushes your hair to the side with such loving.

He softly smiles before speaking, "you're so quiet," he says and your eyes flutter shut as he places a long peck on your lips.

He cups your jaw and holds your gaze, "Is that good or bad?"

You lowly chuckle, a little hesitating to give him an honest answer but he needs to know.

"Good," you shortly reply.

He raises an eyebrow at you with his head slightly tipped to the side.

"Too good to be honest," you shamelessly admit.

The sweet smile returns to his face although he's deep inside you and fucking you like no one ever did to you.

He kisses your open mouth with his tongue invading yours, tasting more of you.

The moment he lets go, you gasp for air and feel a little lightheaded.

He wipes the mess around your lips and gives you a long peck after.

Felix is back kneeling on the bed, hands gripping your waist as you arch your back for him, giving him the right angle to thrust into you deeper.

He picks up the pace and you can feel yourself slipping away, drunk in pleasure. Your hands seek his but ended up holding his forearms.

"Oh my—" you start mumbling incoherent words and moaning at the same time.

Felix seems to be enjoying the sight as he lowly grunts through his gritted teeth, he lets go of your waist to hold your hands, intertwining them with his.

"You're so beautiful, my love," he murmurs.

Did you hear it right? Did he just call you that? 'My love'? Isn't it enough just by fucking you that he needs to call you that and makes your heart flutter in a heating moment like this?

Unexpectedly, Felix only lets the moment lasts for a while, he lets go of your hands and pulls out of you.

You let out a whine at the sudden emptiness and your eyes snap open, confused at this abrupt stop when it's getting really good.

It seems like Felix isn't as annoyed as you, he flashes you a sly smile and makes space on the bed.

He puts his hands under your thighs and holds them up, parting them open to sink his head in between.

A moan escapes your mouth as his hot mouth touches your dripping cunt and Felix makes out with it, using his tongue and lips.

It's messy but inexplicably hot, he licks you up and down your slit then drags his tongue to your clit to suck so hard on it.

You almost clamp him between your legs but he lifts his head at the right time. Felix makes a trail of kisses on your inner thigh while his hands knead the flesh.

It's like he knows how to touch you the right way, there's not one that you find uncomfortable. It's only possible if you had sex a few times together, it's either that or he knows how to please someone.

Next thing you know, he's back hovering above you, kissing you, all over your face and neck. He lays next to you and turns your body to face the other way with your back against his chest, then he holds his arm out to be your pillow which you gladly rest your head on.

He's peppering your neck and shoulder with wet little kisses and one hand makes its way to your wet core, fingering you even though you're already dripping down your thigh.

When he deems you're wet enough for him to penetrate again, he enters you once again from behind.

You can clearly hear his low groans as his mouth is so close to your ear.

"You feel so good," he murmurs into your ear, lips grazing your ear shell as he speaks.

"Gosh, I can feel you tightening around me," he adds.

Well, guess he knows that you like how he softly speaks into your ear and the deep voice doesn't help but make you even more aroused.

You curve your hand around his face and bring his head closer, turning your head to meet his hungry mouth for your lips.

Felix starts moving once again, a hand pulls your leg higher and thrusts deeper into you.

The knot inside you keeps tightening as well, your hand keeps holding his hand as Felix maintains his slow yet intensely hard thrusts.

"Close, mmh?" He asks you along with a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

Unable to provide a verbal answer, you stifle a nod at him.

Felix wraps your body with his arms and holds you so tightly as he picks up the pace of his thrusts, harder and deeper.

"Let's cum together, yeah?" He tells you.

Still, you can't force your foggy brain to form a verbal answer so you nod again. You can only grab his chin to kiss him again and moan into his mouth.

You cum almost at the same time not long after with your bodies sticking together like you are two puzzle pieces that fill each other's nooks and crooks.

When you think about it, it has been a long tiring day, tiring yet fulfilling, and now you feel so tired.

Felix kisses you and holds you close, cuddling you under the cover without pulling out yet. You like how each kiss gives you the same tingling feeling that you giggle like a schoolgirl. When his mouth is back on yours again, you kiss him back wholeheartedly until your heart aches.

"That was so good," you praise him with a shy smile.

"And you said you're bad at it," he says while clicking his tongue.

Just like your body can't find another time to interrupt, your stomach grumbles and you realize you haven't had dinner yet. You close your eyes in embarrassment as if that would hide you from him.

Felix lowly chuckles and kisses your cheek, "I'll go clean up and cook dinner for us," he says.

He kisses you again to finally get up from the bed and goes to the bathroom, leaving you on the bed alone still high in pleasure.

You allow yourself to lie for a minute before getting up as well, putting on a t-shirt. Since Felix plans to cook dinner, a thought runs into your head, you doubt you have something to cook in your fridge, so you hurriedly go to the kitchen to check the fridge.

You don't remember doing grocery shopping and stocking your fridge with a lot of vegetables, you give up on trying to remember things and shrug it off.

It's a relief that there's something for Felix to cook besides the packs of ramen in the top kitchen cabinet.

It takes Felix a long time in the bathroom and you figure he must be looking for towels or something, you jog back to your bedroom to tell him.

You knock his bag off the dining table on the way there and the contents scatter out of its bag, book, pens, wallet, notes, keys, everything.

"Oh no!" You immediately squat down to pick up the things on the floor, putting them back into his bag.

The book is the last thing you pick and it's the book he was reading at the bakery shop this morning, you turn to see the cover.

It's your favorite book from a Russian writer and Felix comes out of your room.

"I accidentally dropped your bag," you quickly explain before he gets the wrong idea.

"You're reading my favorite book," you blurt out of excitement.

“I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.”

You proceed to recite your favorite quote from the book with a smile on your face then flip open the book.

The smile fades as you recognize the handwriting on the first page, of your initial so you wouldn't lose your copy of the book.

You glance up at Felix whose eyes turn dim like a candle in the wind, "Is this mine?"

He doesn't answer but takes a few steps closer to you.

"Stop right there!" You snap at him with your hand outstretched to stop him from coming close to you.

"H—how do you have my book?" You ask him and lift the book right at him.

Felix seems to struggle to stay where he is, he keeps wanting to get close to you but resists the urge. He takes a deep breath, then says, "I can explain everything."

He takes a careful step towards you but you take a step away from him, maintaining a big gap between you.

"Don't come any closer!" You snap again and hold the book by the spine, ready to throw it at him if he tries to get close to you.

"Give me a chance to explain everything," he pleads with his arms reaching out to you.

His plead means nothing compares to the fear you're feeling right now. Not knowing who he is yet he has been keeping your book in his bag this whole time and you have no idea how he gets ahold of it. On top of that, you feel betrayed because he has been nothing but nice to you.

"Just tell me how the fuck you have my book?" You raise your voice and aim the book at him, something slips off from between the pages of the book and onto the floor.

It looks like a pamphlet from an art exhibition and you're about to glance away from it until you see it, a picture of you on the pamphlet.

"What is this?" You ask Felix.

"Why my picture is on this?"

He looks so sad rather than panic with his hands staying on his side with his face drops, "Let's sit down and I'll explain everything to you, please?"

You refuse to reconcile with him, you put the book down on the armrest of the sofa to read what the pamphlet says since it has a picture of you.

It has your name on it then a short biography of you, you skim the part you already know about your life, then to the part where it gets strange.

"... known opulent colors and dynamic compositions, she's considered to be one of the best artists of the past decade. With just a few confident lines, she could convey gestures and emotions.

Her love for drawing started at a young age and in her early 20s, she planned to move to the capital city of art after accepting a scholarship to the prestigious art school that's also an alma mater to many talented artists.

A month prior to the plan, she got into a terrible accident that caused severe brain damage which got her diagnosed with amnesia anterograde, a type of memory loss that occurs when one can't form new memories. She permanently loses the ability to learn or retain any new information.

Ever since she wakes up living the same day over and over again, that is August 21 when the tragic accident happened.

But what remains different from her day is the drawing she made that captures the beauty of the island she lives in through her eyes.

Every drawing shown in the exhibition is taken right from her personal journal and has been carefully selected by the person who discovered her talent, a retired dancer, Felix Lee.

This drawing series proves two things: that there are no boundaries in art and just like the title of the exhibition itself, her talent is one of a kind."

It's like reading about a life that isn't yours. You refuse to believe it and throw it across the room. That is not you, someone has been pulling a prank on you.

"I would have known if I got into a tragic accident? What brain damage?" You laugh it off while pacing the room.

"You got hit by a car when you were on your bike, you were on your way to the castle on the hill," he speaks with his eyes closed as if it hurts to tell you that.

"No, that didn't happen!" You shake your head in disbelief and try to block him from messing with your head.

Felix remains where he is but looks terribly sad, "you have a scar on the right of your head to prove it," he meekly says.

"No, I don't!" You strongly deny his words.

He just stares at you with those sad and dim eyes, the ones that you hate to see on him.

"If this is some kind of joke to you, just know that it isn't funny!" You look him dead in the eyes as you warn him.

You know he's lying but you have to prove it yourself, your hand reaches for your head and slowly traces your scalp for any kind of...

There, you feel it, the indentation of a scar along the side of your head. You didn't feel it until you acknowledge it, it stings that your eyes start to water.

"What is this? I don't—" you keep denying it because you don't want it to be true.

You break down onto the floor as tears roll down your face, "I don't understand. I never got into an accident, I swear, I—"

Felix comes to hold you and you don't have any energy left in you to stop him, so you let him. You let him hold you so tight as if he wants to squeeze the sadness out of you.

"It's okay. It's not your fault," he says to you and tightens his hold around you.

"I don't believe it!" You deny still even though now you know that it's true and it hurts so much like a ton of bricks falls onto your head at once.

Felix lets you cry into his chest until you calm and your body stops shaking, he brings you a glass of water, then sits across from you.

He explains everything about how you got into the accident and what caused your memory loss, how have you been living. Everything starts to make sense, the familiar feelings, and the people, how this island stays the same but feels so strange to you.

"Are you the Felix Lee? The one who discovered me?" You ask while holding the glass of water in your hands.

"Yes."

"What are we?" You ask.

The question seems to surprise him, maybe it's too personal or too complicated for him to find a definite answer. You think of another question to ask him.

"Since when did you know me?"

"Last year." He answers.

"You've known me for a year?"

He nods.

"Did you know right away about my condition?"

He shakes his head and leans forward, clasping his hands in front of him, "I met you at your sister's bakery shop."

"Just like today?"

He nods again, "that's pretty much how we met," he confirms.

"Then?"

"You didn't recognize me the next day and we had a little argument, at one point you're about to splash me with your cup of coffee," he awkwardly chuckles.

You cringe hearing that from him but that's one of the things you'd likely do.

"Then your sister explained to me about your condition," he adds.

This is the part that intrigues you, he has the option to leave and remains a stranger to you. But why? He said it's been a year since he knew you yet he's here.

"Then why are you still here?" You ask.

"Because I fell in love with you," he shortly replies as if it's an obvious and the only right answer. As if those words won't make your heart aches from hearing it.

Tears start pooling in your eyes again, "why don't you fall in love with someone else?" Your voice breaks at the end of the sentence.

"Because they're not you," he answers.

You can't believe that he's been doing this for a year when he can have a life out there, and falls in love with someone who can make new memories with him every day.

"Why?" You croak as tears caught in your throat.

Felix's eyes are glossy and they're shining under the lights, "Because I love you and I want to be with you," he reaches for your hands and holds them.

"But I—" you pause to catch a breath, "But I won't remember you—" you can't finish your sentence as you start to sob.

Felix comes to your side and holds you again.

"I'll keep forgetting you every day," you say again and let it sink, in how tragic it is to not be able to remember him.

He holds your face in his hands, wiping the tears on your cheeks with such loving, "But you do remember me," he says.

But that only hurt you more, how you can't remember him and how it's frustrating to you. You kept saying how he feels familiar to you but can't remember who he is and that he's been by your side for the past year.

That explains the feelings you have for him, that it's there and it's real.

"And I don't want to forget you again," you sob into his chest.

It seems that it's not the first time Felix finds you like this and that's sad. Why did it happen to you? Who should you blame for this? The driver who lost control of his car? God?

All you know is blaming anyone or anything won't solve anything but make you suffer.

You're lucky you have someone who stays by your side and tries to remind you of him.

You look up at him and hold his face, "I wish we met the day before the accident," you say.

He shakes his head, "No, I wish you never had to experience all of this," he corrects you.

You kiss him with all of your heart and yes, you do remember him. This kiss, these lips, these hands that hold yours, and the warmth of his embrace.

It's him, your heart remembers him.

-

To put it simply, you have all of your memories from the earliest you remember until the day of the accident stored in your brain.

You just can't retain any new memories and your slate is wiped clean every night when you go to sleep. You wake up every day thinking that it's the day of the accident, August 21.

You can't believe that the whole town is keeping this from you but you also understand why they chose to do that, they don't want to hurt you with the harsh truth of your condition.

You believe that Felix has the same good intentions, he just wanted to protect you.

"Breakfast for dinner, huh?" You say as he serves you a plate of food in front of you. It consists of sautéed veggies, a baked potato with cheese, bacon, and toasted mini waffles.

"Is this my favorite of your cooking?"

"No," he replies.

Felix makes himself a plate of dinner too then sits next to you at the dining table, "your favorite is the grilled cheese but we had that yesterday," he adds.

When you think about it again, it's sad that you can't remember anything that you like about him. Just anything about him for that matter. You also understand that it takes a lot of patience to be with you and you're so grateful beyond words for him.

You take his hand and hold it there on your lap, "So I guess Mr. Park is no longer working at the planetarium?" You ask while taking a spoonful of food.

"He moved out of the island a few months ago," Felix answers.

"And the child at the giftshop is the daughter of the owner?"

He nods, "her name is Nana and she likes you very much."

You smile while chewing your food, "and what day is it?"

"It's Monday."

"You paid for the extra scoop?" You guess again.

He nods again.

You shove another spoonful of food into your mouth, "I think this is my new favorite cooking of you," you say.

Felix chuckles in response.

"What?"

"You said that to everything I cooked for you," he answers with a sheepish smile.

Apart from your memory loss, you know yourself well that when you compliment someone or something, you mean them.

"Well then that means I love your cooking," you conclude with a smile.

He brings your hand close to his lips to softly kiss your knuckle, "thank you," he mutters so sweetly.

After washing the dinner down with a few glasses of wine, you're snuggling with Felix as he holds you close on the bed, looking out at the night sky through the open window.

You rest your head on his chest and listen to his steady heartbeat, "Did our days always end like this?" You ask out of pure curiosity.

Felix removes the strands of hair from covering your face and gently kisses your forehead, "not always."

"No?" You ask with sad eyes.

"There are good days and bad days, days in between," he vaguely answers.

"Some days are like today, some days you didn't and sometimes, I just let you be," he explains while caressing your cheek with the back of his hand.

There's a possibility that you hurt him on one of those days too but he chooses not to let you know.

"It must be hard for you," you feel bad for him, for being stuck in the endless cycle to try and make you remember him.

He shakes his head, "as long as you're happy," he says.

You put your hand across his chest and hold him, feeling him as a whole person with a beating heart that loves you regardless of your condition.

You tilt your head up and look at him, you probably have done it more than a hundred times already but your heart flutters still.

You place a soft kiss on his lips because words can't truly fathom how thankful you are for him.

You pull away from the kiss with a smile while admiring his pretty face from up close, wiping your thumb over his lips.

He holds the side of your face affectionately, "you seem to have another question for me," he narrows his eyes at you.

You get flustered even though you haven't said anything, you lay on your stomach and prop a hand under your chin, nodding at him.

"You can ask me anything," he says with his hand on the arch of your back.

"Did the sex always this good?" You shyly ask.

Felix gets flustered as well that he closes his eyes and scrunch his nose, "I think so, yes," he answers.

You keep nodding while smiling, you hover over his body and have him pinned under you.

"That's all I need to know," you say before lowering your mouth for a kiss.

Felix puts his hands around your waist and holds you still, "are you sure you only need to know?"

He certainly knows you well.

If the sex is always that good, it would be a missed opportunity to not have another round with him. Adding to the fact that he's not a total stranger to you changes everything significantly.

You feel a lot more confident, comfortable around him, and safe.

And he's just so... oh, he's so gorgeous, you wonder how this man comes into your life. What is the possibility of a star falling onto your lap just like that? You're so lucky.

Felix intensely looks at you with his half-shut eyes, shifting between seeing his cock going in and out of you and the way you bounce on his cock.

You lean back with your hands on his legs as support and your feet are on each side of his body.

Your breasts move along with every movement you make on top of him and Felix allows himself to fondle them with his hands.

His other hand steadily holds your waist, gripping it so hard you're sure he's making a mark there.

"So good, my love, oh..." he murmurs as he pinches your nipple between his fingers.

You slow down the pace and roll your hips in circular motions, making him feel you whole.

He squeezes on your breast as a groan escapes his mouth, "the way you clench around me, baby," he sighs with eyes closed.

You fondle your breast together with his hand, giggling at how he looked so intoxicated by the pleasure you brought to him.

You continue rolling your hips, back and forth, slow and steady, feeling his length inside you, nudging the sensitive spot repeatedly.

"I don't think I'll last long this time," he says with a mix of delight and desperation in his voice.

You take both of his hands and clasped them with yours, using them as a support as you pick up the pace of your movement.

You hear him cursing under his breath plenty of times already but that only makes you want to please him more, picking up the pace because you can feel that he's so close to his release.

You're enjoying yourself by pleasing him, whining in pleasure, and touching yourself.

A moment later, you can feel his cock twitching inside you as he fills the condom with his seed. A mix of grunts and moans spilled out of his parted mouth.

"And you said you're so bad at it, huh?" He breathlessly says to you.

You chuckle then lower yourself on top of him, sloppily kissing him on the mouth.

He takes a fistful of your hair in his hand as he kisses you back so hard that your lungs burn from running out of oxygen.

The night is getting late and it has been a very long, fulfilling day. The exhaustion got to you and your eyes start to get heavy while Felix held you close with no gap left between your bodies.

"You're sleepy," he says while brushing your hair with his little fingers.

You widen your eyes to prevent them from drooping, "I'm alright," you lie.

He gently pats your head then kisses it, "it's okay, you can rest now."

You shake your head and bury your face in his chest, "If I do then I'll forget you," you sadly say, feeling a lump forming in your throat.

He places his two fingers under your chin and tilts your head up, forcing you to look at him.

"That's okay," he assures you with a tender kiss on your lips.

He holds your gaze and the warmth oozes out of his brown eyes, "I'll make you remember me."

He gives your lips a quick peck on the lips, "tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, for the rest of the week, for as long as I live..."

He takes your hand and kisses it, "I promise that I'll make you remember me," he finishes.

The tears just start to flow out of your eyes and roll down your cheeks, your heart hurts so much like someone stabbed it repeatedly.

"Why did you do this?" You speak between your low sobs.

Felix sadly smiles but his eyes remain kind and warm, "I told you, I want to be with you."

You dive into his arms and into the safety of his embrace where nothing can hurt you. You'll soon forget how his body feels against you, his gentle touch, and his intoxicating lips that always entice you to kiss.

Then a pair of hands that always knows how to wipe your sadness away and protect you from harm, hands that know how to please you and put you at ease.

For the first time you feel so sure about everything, this moment and this person, this feels right because he's right.

With steadfast conviction, you look into his eyes and say those words that are meant to be said to him, "I love you." You dare to let your heart wide open because you know he wouldn't break it, and it does feel like you have said it for the umpteenth time. You don't remember it but your heart keeps the count.

Your brain would soon dismiss him from your memory but your heart will remember him as the one who says, "I love you too."

-

Felix likes watching you sleep with your hands folded under your head, lost in your peaceful dream.

He would stay the night up, guarding you against the bad dreams that might invade your sleep and admire your beautiful face that you're so unaware of.

When the dawn breaks, no matter how much he wants to stay, he knows it's his time to go.

He allows himself to have a moment to take a long look at your face, caressing it so tenderly like you would break if he touches you the wrong way.

"We'll meet again today," he whispers into your ear then gives a long, lingering kiss on your forehead.

"I love you," he finishes with another kiss on the back of your hand.

He lingers by the doorway to see your sleeping figure under the cast of bluish light, where he questions himself if this is right to keep doing this.

He refuses to give up just because that's easier. He has faith that in that caged heart of yours, you remember him.

He knows his answer would always be to stay with you then blames himself for letting the doubt take over him for a second.

He opens your journal to rip the pages of drawings you did that day and put everything back into your bag. He gathers his things and makes sure that he left no trace of himself in the house.

On the way out, he meets your sister who's going to help him put things back into their place like it's August 21 all over again.

"How was she?" She asks while holding the copy of the same dress you wear every day in one hand.

"She remembered me," Felix answers.

She lets out a sigh of relief, "That's good," she comments.

"You'd better go home and get some rest," she adds.

Felix nods and takes your sister's bike with him, going back to his cottage not far from your house.

He compiles the drawings you did into the collection he has saved in files, email the gallery director if she's interested to display new drawings of you.

He rests for a few hours before getting up and getting ready for a new day.

You always come to your sister's bakery shop around 7.30 and Felix comes a few minutes late on purpose.

When he enters the bakery, he sees you already sitting in your favorite spot in the bakery and silently drawing on your journal.

Felix orders himself a cup of coffee and a pastry from your sister.

"She looks bright this morning," your sister says as she hands him his orders.

Apart from your swollen eyes, your sister is right.

You are as radiant as ever, your smile is scintillating and the morning shining through the window adds a glow to your heavenly presence.

He takes slow walks to your table and he tries not to startle you by clearing his throat to make his presence known.

You look up at him, wide-eyed and curious.

"Good morning!" He begins.

"Morning!" You greet back with zero enthusiasm.

No matter how many times he received this cold expression from you, he believes he'll never get used to it.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Felix asks and careful with the way he says it. He doesn't want to come off as if he wants to intrude on your day, he just wants to be a part of your day, no matter how small it is.

He did this a handful of times already, sometimes you accepted him, sometimes you rejected him, and a few times, you didn't even let him in at all.

He's prepared for both the best and the worst of outcomes.

He feels your eyes scanning him for any signs of red flags and then looks down at your drawing.

"You may sit," you answer without looking at him.

This is categorized as a good result, it's better than you flatly rejected as you did a few days ago.

Felix doesn't want to rush things so he pulls out his book, sips his coffee, and tries not to notice how you quietly glance at him.

He bites into his pastry and that seems to evoke your curiosity.

"What are you having?" You ask but keep your eyes on your drawing.

"Oh it's a..." he pauses to think of a clever way to answer you and one that would make you laugh.

"Pain au chocolat," he answers.

You snort in response.

"What?"

"That's not a pain au chocolat," you say.

"It isn't?"

You put your pencil down and drink your coffee, "that's a chocolate croissant," you correct him.

"I thought it was the same," Felix says with utmost surprise even though he heard it before.

" They are made from the same dough but pain au chocolat is shaped in a cuboid piece rather than a croissant," you explain and take another sip of your coffee.

"Ah!" Felix exclaims.

"I've been misinformed this whole time!" He says with an irritated sigh.

"That's okay, the internet can be misleading sometimes," you sneer.

"How do I know your information is legit?" Felix dares with a sly smile.

You cross your arms in front of you, "my sister owns this bakery," you say with a smirk.

The mischief in that curl of your lips, he likes it on you.

"So that proves your pastry profiling skill?" He leans forward and raises an eyebrow at you.

You got quiet for a while then all of sudden, burst into laughter.

"Pastry profiling— What?"

Gosh, seeing you laugh makes his heart full and he wants to keep doing that: making you happy.

Felix points to your journal, "are you drawing sketches of pastries, huh? Let me see!" He jokes.

"No, I'm not," you say while still laughing.

The laugh dies down after a moment and it's the first time you look into his eyes that day, "How come I've never seen you here before?"

"I'm new in this town," he answers.

You put your journal aside and lean on the table, "and you are?"

"I'm Felix, nice to meet you!" He introduces himself and holds out his hand at you.

You seem to hesitate at first but confidently take his hand and shake it for a few seconds, "Nice to meet you!"

And that's how another day begins.

Another day of trying to make you fall in love with him all over again.

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This was not requested but it popped into my head while watching hockey. If you have any requests DM me or go to page and request. If enjoy please like and follow. Enjoy!

Warnings: none, rarely do I do this but time skip

This One Is For You

This is the first game of jacks that I was able to go to since we started dating. I've always been so busy with work and family I haven't been able to go to any of them.

So when I was able to come to one of his biggest games of course I was excited to go see him play. I was driving all the way from New York City to New Jersey. Not horribly long of a drive but its a friday night. There's going to be traffic driving from New York City to Jersey.

I got a room at a hotel in the area of the arena around five o'clock. The game started at 7:30. I brought bag with me with a change clothes for tomorrow, pajama for tonight, perfume, and a brush.

It was now 5:30 and I was bored. I messaged Jack to see if he wanted to meet up before the game.

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me:

Hey just got into town. Just wanted to know if you want to meet up before the game?

him:

Wait really?! Your here?! Since when?!

me:

Since thirty minutes ago lol. I wanted to surprise you so I got a room for the night not to far from the arena and a ticket. Nice surprise? :)

him:

Of course it's a good surprise! I am so excited you can come see me play tonight.

me:

So you still want to meet up...?

him:

Yeah of course. I have to go to the arena soon but I can never say no to you! Drive by to my place, just sent the address.

me:

Be there in twenty-four minutes according to google maps lol

him:

Can't wait :)

me:

Same here :)

read

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With that being said I grabbed the hotel key and put it in my purse then leaving my room and into the hotel parking lot to my car. I got to my car and unlocked it and got in. Put my purse on the seat beside me and put on the GPS.

Twenty-five minutes later I arrive at his adress. GPS lied to me. I got out of my car and walked up to the door and knocked. The door immediately swung open.

"Y/n!" He exclaimed as he pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back. Gosh I missed him. He missed me just as much.

"I missed you." I said to him while pulling away from the hug and looking at him.

"Me too." He replied as he put a smile on his face.

He moved out of the door way so that I could walk inside. I walk inside. It was a nice little place surprisingly.

"I'm so glad you came." He said while looking at me.

"I thought you might say that." I said with a bit of a giggle.

I knew he had to go soon but I just wanted to see him for a bit.

"You excited for the game tonight?" I was looking around his place a bit while he was getting ready to go.

"Of course I am! A, your going to be there. B, big rivalry with the rangers." I could hear his voice from all sorts of spots of the place because he had been walking around.

"Gonna score a goal for me tonight?" I asked him as he came back to where I was. I was in the kitchen.

"Of course I will! Just for you I will. Just wait and see." He said while placing a soft kiss on my lips.

Time had been six o'clock. He had to go now. I was sad. But we said our goodbyes and we where both on our ways.

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Skip time till nine o'clock. Last period tied 4-4 with 1:10 on the game clock. They had to pull it off. Just watching them play was so stressful.

"Come on Jack...Score on for me..." I mumbled to myself.

Game clock at thirty seconds now. We really needed that goal just about...Now!

Next thing you know I hear the buzzer go off. He did it! He scored! He did it with just ten seconds remaining. We won!

I saw him look up where I was sitting and we looked at each other. And I knew that one was just for me.

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@oneforthemunny ‘s Summer writing game

Prompt: 🐚 Vacation time with Eddie

Title: Island Time

Word count: 4k+ ( Got a little carried away but ya gotta have the spicy details right?)

🛑 Smut- Mature 18+ Minors DNI, Blowjobs and handjobs and P in V oh my! Unprotected sex (always wrap before you tap it!)🛑

I am super nervous/excited to share this piece, I hope y’all like it❤️

POV- Reader

You couldn't believe it . You had never won a single thing in your entire life, not a raffle, not even a bingo when you used to go play with your Grammy , and you had just won an all expense paid 7 day trip to the Virgin Islands through a radio call in contest. This was a dream come true. Seven days of fun in the sun, tropical drinks from morning till night and quality time with the love of your life. It was going to be so romantic.

You hurried home from work and burst through the door, excited to tell Eddie the amazing news but he was no where in sight. You could hear the shower running so you ran into the bathroom and flung the shower curtain open. Eddie screamed," Jesus fucking Christ! You scared the fucking shit out of me! I thought I was going to be murdered, like straight up Psycho shit! Ahh! I have shampoo in my eyes, I've got soap in my eyes and it fucking burns!" He stuck his face under the spray and rinsed off.

You smirked and rolled your eyes."You scare me all the fucking time so I don't feel sorry for you at all. And once you hear why I came barging in you are going to forget all about your burning eyes! "

Eddie turned off the tap and stood there a second trying to get a read on your expression. "Something good?"

You stood there for a second to take in the sight of a naked and wet Eddie Munson. You got an eyeful, smiled at him then handed him a towel. " Baby, I won! I won us a trip to St. Thomas! The Virgin Islands baby! We are going to the Caribbean!"

" What? Are you shittin me? "

" No Eds, I was the 100th caller in a radio contest and I got it!"

" Holy shit Sweetheart! That's fuckin awesome !"

" We are going on Vacation!" I clapped my hands together excitedly. " I pick up the info at the radio station Friday, we will have to ask for time off at work, I need to by a couple of bathing suits-"

" So when are we going on this Tropical Vacation Sweets?"

" Next month!"

" Wow, and uh how do we get there?"

You smile," How do you think baby? We have to fly in."

Eddie's face went completely serious. "I don't know baby, I've never flown before. I'm kind of nervous . I mean you know what happened to Buddy Holly and Ritchie Valens right? Both musicians and both died in a plane crash-"

" They flew out in the middle of a storm, in a tiny ass plane. Your going to be alright baby,I promise." I slapped his ass." Get dressed sweet cheeks, we are going shopping. You are going to need a fancy outfit because we are going to do at least one fancy dinner at the resort."

" Do I have to? I'm not exactly a fancy guy. I might not fit in with the fancy folks."

" You will be fine. I can't wait to get all dolled up, get a new dress, some fancy lingerie to wear under the dress-"

Eddie smirked." That's what I'm talking about." He wrapped his arms around your waist." Smokin hot hotel sex, with my sexy little kitten. "

" I can't wait to spend some quality alone time with you Mr. Munson, lounging around, room service, tropical drinks with umbrellas in them. Sounds like heaven."

" Sure does Princess." He pulled you in for a sweet kiss then smirked." So after we pick out my ' Fancy outfit' are we shopping for your 'Fancy lingerie'? Like I try on a couple outfits, you try on a couple outfits..."

You smile up at him. " You can pick out one sexy outfit, the rest are going to be a surprise."

" What are we waiting for? Let's get the fuck out of here."

" Um, Eddie, as much as I love looking at your sweet ass you need to get dressed first."

Eddie smiled." You had me all excited there Dollface. Of course , pants first."

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" St. Thomas here we come!" You said excitedly as you pulled your luggage out of the trunk of Steve Harrington's car. He had offered to drive you to Indianapolis and drop you off so that you wouldn't have to pay to park your car.

" I feel like I am going to puke." Eddie breathed in a few deep breaths.

Steve chuckled and pat his friend on the back." Your going to be fine Munson, people fly safely every day. Your flying first class buddy, buckle up,down some champagne and you will be there before you know it."

" Then we will be laying on the beach without a care in the world." You lightly kiss his lips. " Oh! Baby, I don't know if they will let you through security with your rings on, you might need to put them in your checked luggage."

" I can't wear my rings?"

" Just through security baby, they will set off the metal detectors. You don't have any pocket knives or anything right? "

Eddie pat himself down then emptied his pockets." Nope. Jesus, this is awfully complicated."

" Don't pay any attention to Eddie here, he's never left Indiana before, let alone the country." Steve smirked.

" Fuck you Steve."

" I'm going to let that slide because I know you are nervous." Steve walks up to you and gives you a big hug, then does the same to Eddie." Have fun, safe travels guys. And Munson, try to get some sun, your as white as a ghost."

You watch Eddie flip Steve off , then you wave goodbye and grab your bag.

" Come on baby, let's get this adventure started."

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" Hey Princess, does this belt look secure to you?"

You lean over to check that Eddie's seatbelt is in fact securely tightened. "Snug as a bug Eds." You lightly kiss his lips before sitting back in your seat. You take his hand and give it a squeeze. " Try to relax, ok Baby?"

Eddie put his head back against the seat and closed his eyes. " I'm going to put my music on. Let me know when they are serving Alcohol, would ya Doll?"

" You got it." You had never seen Eddie this nervous about anything before, the man could walk up on a stage and perform in front of a crowd without batting an eye but this scared the shit out of him. You watched him put on his headphones and completely tune out. Shortly after take off they served alcohol, you got a mimosa and got Eddie some whiskey on the rocks which he took down in one gulp then quickly went back to his music. You wrapped your arm around his shoulder and pulled his head to your chest. In a matter of minutes he was sleeping like a baby.

The first flight was smooth sailing and the connecting flight was uneventful. Eddie loosened up a little for the second flight but still refused to unfasten his seatbelt, even when you asked him if he wanted to join the mile high club he respectfully declined, and stayed securely fastened in his seat.

It was a relief when you landed at your final destination, found your luggage and boarded the shuttle to your resort.

Eddies eyes were as big as saucers as he took in all the sights." Princess look at the palm trees, that water looks so clear and blue."

You loved that you were able to experience this with him, you had been to the ocean before but no place tropical and nowhere the water was turquoise and the beaches were this beautiful.

Your resort was gorgeous and you gasped as you opened the door to your suite." Holy Shit baby! We are living like royalty this week!" You dropped your bags and ran and flopped on the king sized bed, then giggled into a pillow.

" I could get used to this lifestyle. This really is a dream come true." Eddie threw his leather jacket onto a chair and walked over to a table that had a chilled bottle of champagne and a fruit basket on it." What do you say to a little bit of bubbly Lovie? I feel like Thurston Howell the third from Gillian's island." He smiled widely as he popped the top on the champagne.

" Don't even bother with the glasses Baby, it's our vacation and I'm drinking it straight out of the bottle." You get up off the bed and walk over to Eddie, really looking over just how beautiful the suite is. You watch Eddie take a swig from the bottle then hand it to you and you do the same. You explore the room together, peeking your heads into the bathroom and discovering a giant tub and wonderful smelling soaps and shampoos, and then the best part, the balcony overlooking the stunning beach. " Pinch me Ed's, I need to make sure this is real."

" How about instead of pinching you, I fuck you into that soft luxurious bed?"

You smile." You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet Munson."

Eddie smirks , scoops you up and he kisses you and carries you to the bed.

You smile." Eddie, I didn't even get to put on my fancy lingerie for you yet."

Eddie smiled." You know I love the way you look when you wear it, but honestly , I prefer you with nothing on." He throws you onto the bed then jumps down beside you and you both laugh." Time to get you out of these clothes Princess."

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Eddie

Holy. Fucking. Shit. Did I sleep on a fucking cloud? I don't know if I have ever slept so hard before. Could have been the champagne? Maybe it was because I had been so fucking worked up over the flight and I had finally let my body relax? Maybe it was the fresh ocean air? Or possibly the wild, uninhibited sex we had last night. Whatever it was I slept like a fucking rock.

I roll over to a cool pillow beside me and slowly open my eyes. The bed beside me is empty, but as I prop myself up on my elbows I notice the French doors to the private balcony are open.

I stretch and quietly get up and slip on the amazing fucking white robe that he hotel provided and padded over to the open door.

There was my Sweet Girl, wrapped in her robe, mimosa in hand, watching the sun rise over the ocean, hair blowing in the breeze, orange glow on her skin from the rising sun. She was breathtaking.

I quietly walked up behind her and slipped my arms around her waist, burying my face in her neck and placing light kisses on her skin.

" Mmmmm, good morning Baby." She purred.

" Good morning Princess." I nibbled on her ear. " Up awfully early this morning."

She sighed." I wanted to see the sunrise. Sorry I didn't wake you, you looked so peaceful and cozy, you were out like a light Eds." She smiled.

" I don't think I have ever slept so good in my life."

" You were snoring baby."

" What? No way."

" Way! You were so out that you were sawing logs." She chuckled.

" Sorry Sweetheart."

" Don't apologize, I didn't even notice it until I woke up. Then I laid there watching you sleep for a few minutes-"

" Fucking creepy-" I joked.

She laughed." You were adorable."

" I wasn't drooling was I?

" No Eddie you weren't drooling."

" Good, that would have been fucking gross."

" But I would still love you, drool and all." She took a sip from her glass than offered it to me. I finished it off then set it on the small balcony table. I watched her smile to herself as she looked back out to the ocean." Eds, have you ever seen anything more beautiful?"

I lightly turned her face to mine . "Every time I look at you Doll." I placed a light kiss on her lips.

" Are you getting all gooey on me Eddie Munson?"

" Maybe." I pulled her closer, pressing my body into hers, and kissed the spot just below her ear, I slowly worked my way down her neck, collarbone, teeth lightly grazing her shoulder. I felt her shiver.

" Feels so good baby."

" You like that, my sweet girl?" I slid my hand up from her waist and into the front of her robe, lightly rubbing my thumb over her nipple and squeezing her breast. A moan escaped her lips and she melted into me, pressing her sweet round ass against me, causing my dick to immediately stir." How does that feel?"

" So good."

I slid my other hand under the bottom of her robe, over her hip, and down between her thighs ,lightly running my finger down her slit." Fuck Sweetheart, your already wet for me." I slowly circled her clit with my fingertip and felt her hips move against me.

" Eddie, please-"

" Please what Darling?"

" Please fuck me."

I smiled." Well since you asked me nicely-" I let go of her just long enough to spin her body around to face me.

She leaned forward and kissed me , her tongue dipping into my mouth and swirling with mine, it was passionate and intense and when she pulled away she very lightly tugged on my bottom lip with her teeth.

" Jesus Christ Sweetheart."

I felt her hand part my robe and wrap her hand around my rock hard cock , stroking it.

" Fuck baby, your already hard for me?" She mimicked with a smile.

I smirked than leaned in close, lips almost touching. I could feel her breathing quicken." I might have to fuck you right out here on this balcony Kitten."

" Promise?"

That was all it took. I captured her mouth with mine, putting everything I had into that kiss, trying to make her as breathless as she made me, all the while slowly walking her backwards to press her up against the wall of the little alcove , out of direct sight , giving us some privacy.

I cupped her face in my hands, then ran them down her neck,pushing her robe back a little over her shoulders, giving me better access to her delicate soft skin. I knew what she liked, what she wanted. My lips left hers, and I nibbled and licked my way down her throat to the juncture between her neck and her shoulder. I knew that kissing the sensitive skin of  neck would turn her on, so I lingered there a moment knowing that was her sweet spot and I heard her groan.

" Eddie-" she breathed , and I felt her hand untie the knot in my robe." Please Baby, I need more, I want you so fucking bad right now."

" I know, honey, because I need to be inside you right now . Don't worry,I've got you Sweetheart." I grabbed her fine ass with both hands and lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around me and I lined my throbbing cock up with her slick entrance and slowly lowered her down.

We both moaned. God, it didn't matter how many times we have had sex, every time felt absolutely amazing.

" You feel so good inside me baby, so full," she panted, head back against the wall." Give me more baby."

" Your so fucking tight." I drove up into her again, and again, so turned on by the pretty little noises she made as I thrusted into her. " You take my cock so fucking well. Your pussy is so fucking perfect. It was made for me."I leaned down and drew her breast into my mouth,rolled her nipple on my tongue and listened as she groaned in response." I know how to take care of you baby."

" Mmmm, your so fucking good Eds," She wound her hands into my hair and tugged, pulling my head back, knowing how much the sensation turned me on, then attacked my throat.

" Fuuucck, Princess. Feels so fucking good." I pounded into her at a relentless pace, and I could tell by the sounds that she was making that she was getting close. I brought my forehead to hers," Cum for me."

" I-I'm so close-"

I dove in slow and hard and it was enough to send her over the edge. I watched as she threw her head back, my name falling from her lips as she rode out her wave of pleasure. " That's it Darling."

I felt my own orgasm building up,then the euphoria of release. My body shuttered as I came, and I felt her arms wrap around me. I leaned against her, head on her chest,breathing heavy, pressing her body into the wall.

She brushed the hair from my sweaty face and kissed the tip of my nose."I love you baby."

" I love you too Sweetheart." I lightly kissed her lips.

She unwrapped herself from me and I carefully lowered her down, her legs shook.

" You ok?"

" I am more than ok Eddie. How are you? You were the one that really got a workout."

" My legs are on fucking fire." I laughed. " Today might be a good day for lounging around with a drink in my hand."

She smiled widely." That is the plan then! " she covered herself back up with her robe but I catch her eyes roaming over me ." Why don't we take a shower then go down and see what this place has to offer? "

" Sounds perfect." I lean forward and kiss her lips and we walk back into the room. Once inside I drop my robe and walk casually around the room naked, giving her a little show and she laughs.

" Harrington was right, your white as a ghost, you need some sun on those cheeks Munson."

" You keep telling me I need to wear sunblock -"

" Not those cheeks ," she walked up and slapped my ass, " These cheeks."

" Your nothing but fucking trouble Princess, but that's why I love you."

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Reader POV

The next couple days flew by in a blur. The resort was beautiful, the beach was beautiful and the man you got to enjoy it all with was fucking beautiful. The two of you laid in the sun, swam in the ocean, drank fruity tropical drinks and fucked like rabbits. It was amazing.These were memories you would always cherish. Like snorkeling and watching Eddie's head pop up in front of me." Holy shit! Did you see that school of fish swim by? That was fucking awesome!" He even looked adorable with goggles on.

You would walk along the beach, write your names in the sand, Eddie would draw a dick and see how long it would last before the waves would erase it. You would sit side by side in lounge chairs by the pool, reaching across and holding each others hands, and you loved rubbing suntan lotion on him when other women were looking his way, showing them that he belonged to you , because let's face it, he was fucking hot.

Island Eddie was absolutely gorgeous. Sun tanned skin, sunglasses perched on the bridge of his lightly freckled nose, swim trunks riding low on his hips,tattoos on full display and the hair, you were a sucker for the wind blown beachy waves . He looked like a god walking out of the water. And his smile, you had never seen him smile so much. He was relaxed, and carefree and sometimes tipsy, and it looked good on him.

And just when you thought he couldn't possibly get any sexier, he walked out onto the balcony ,hair tied back into a low messy bun and he was wearing a fitted shortsleeved black linen shirt with the first couple of buttons undone , two silver chains around his neck and cream colored dress pants. You jaw dropped, you had helped him pick it out, but you hadn't seen it on him.

" Holy shit. Eddie you look so goddamn sexy."

" I was about to say the same about you, Princess." He smiled and sweetly kissed your lips." You look stunning."

You had taken your time getting ready tonight , you wanted to look nice for Eddie so you spent extra time on your hair and makeup, selected a form fitting coral colored dress that you knew would enhance your tan, and heels that made your legs look amazing. It gave you butterflies when you saw Eddie's eyes slowly roaming over your body, and a smile slowly spreading across his face.

" If you like this baby, your really going to like what I have on underneath it." You bit your lip and smiled.

He pulled your body close." Your such a fucking tease. Can we skip this fancy dinner and go straight to dessert?" He smirked.

" Patience my pet." You leaned in and nibbled on his ear." I promise it will be worth it. Now the sooner we go down to dinner-"

" The sooner I can go down on you."

" Jesus Eddie," you took his hand and dragged him to the door." Let's go Loverboy."

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Dinner was beautiful. Candle lit with delicious food and sweet fruity wine that after two glasses made you super affectionate and giggly, not to mention extremely horny.

" Your so fucking adorable when your wine drunk Princess." Eddie held you close to his side as he unlocked the door to your room.

You curled into him and kissed his neck. " Will you still think I'm adorable when I have your dick in my mouth?"

He stopped for a second and looked at you." Holy shit , your super frisky tonight Sweetheart."

You giggled and smiled up at him. "Well? Will you?"

He opened the door and you both walked inside, he closed it behind you. " You would look especially adorable looking up at me with those big doe eyes and my dick in your mouth. But Sweetheart I was thinking that maybe I would-"

You cut him off with a kiss, you had been waiting all night to put your lips and hands all over him. It didn't take you long to unbutton his shirt and discard it on the floor. You walked him to the edge of the bed and he sat down ready to pull you down with him but you backed away. You licked your lips and reached behind, unzipping your dress and letting it fall to the floor.

" Holy fuck."

You stood before Eddie in a white lace Bustier and lace panties, and you could tell by the look on his face that he loved it.

" Holy Fuck , You look like a fucking Angel in white."

You dropped down to your knees in front of him and started unbuckling his belt and pants." I'm not going to look like an Angel in a minute." You smile devilishly at him and wink." Off with the pants big boy." He was quick to comply , his member springing out of his pants and hitting him in the stomach." I'm going to make you feel so good baby." You lean in an kiss his lips then work your way down his jaw, neck, chest, abs, leaving light , barely there pink prints from your lipstick as you go. You could feel his body shiver with anticipation and it gave you butterflies. Slowly you made your way to his now aching cock, you lick the tip, circling your tongue around it then licked the length, wrapped your hand around him and slowly started pumping .

" Fuuck," he moaned as you took him into your mouth, swirling your tongue as you bob your head slowly back and forth taking in as much as you possibly can. When you look up and lock eyes with him you can see the pleasure on his face and it's enough to make your panties wet.

" Your so goddamn beautiful, your fucking mouth," he groaned. " Jesus, feels so good darling, but as good as it feels, Mmmm, I don't want to cum yet, fuck, I want to cum inside you."

That was music to your ears, and you pull off him with a loud pop. You needed relief from the throbbing between your legs. Eddie leans down to kiss you the helps you up to your feet, and once standing he slides your lacy panties down and you step out of them.

You push him back on the bed , and straddle him, not wasting any time you slowly lower yourself down on him and moan.

" Eddie, baby, you feel so good." You start moving slowly at first, savoring the feeling of being filled, then it's not enough and you pick up the pace. He thrusted up into you and you gasped.

" You look so fucking gorgeous riding my cock."

You run your fingernails lightly down his chest, and see goosebumps pop up on his skin. You lean down and kiss him and he reaches up and takes your face in his hands.

" You've got to be an Angel Sweetheart , because your pussy,is fucking Heaven."

" Mmmm, Eddie, " you take his hands in yours , kiss his palms then place them on your breast, he traces the lace of your bustier with his thumbs and he gives them a squeeze.You sit up straight and start to bounce on his cock. " You feel so good inside me baby, mmmm, getting s-so close."

" I want to see you fall apart Princess,I want to watch you cum." He slid his hands from your breast ,down your waist and grabbed onto your hips.

You could feel the pleasure building,a wave of ecstasy washing over you as your orgasm hit you hard.

" That's my girl, that's my good fucking girl." He moved your hips with his big hands and thrusted again, and you could tell by his movements and his groans that he had reached his peak and you moved with him to ride it out.

You collapsed on top of him , breathing heavy and he brushed your hair out of your face and kissed your forehead.

" Your amazing Sweetheart. This whole Vacation has been amazing, Thank you for sharing this with me."

You turn your head to face him and smile down at him. " I wouldn't want to share it with anyone else." You run your fingers through his hair ." I can't believe tomorrow is our last day."

" We will need to make the most of it."

And you did. You went to all the shops and bought souvenirs for all your friends and family ( Eddie picked a mug for Wayne to add to his collection.) and you walked hand in hand on the beach and to your surprise Eddie took you out dancing, and actually danced.

" Eddie! I had no idea you could dance like this!"

" I couldn't, I had Harrington give me a lesson or two but swore him to absolute secrecy, I have a reputation to live up to. I told him I would kick his ass if anyone found out." He smiled.He spun you then dipped you and pulled you up for a kiss." I wanted to surprise you."

That he did. You stayed out for hours dancing, and drinking and laughing and then went back to the resort and made love.

The next morning when you boarded the plane Eddie seemed much more relaxed about the flight. He even became an official member of the Mile High Club. It was the perfect way to end your perfect trip.

#munnysummergame #eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie fanfic

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Christmas Through The Years - Part One

The Start

‘Jake “Hangman” Seresin x female!reader’

Huge thanks to @fandomxpreferences for taking the time to read this over before I posted it!! <3

Approx. 1.6k words

Warnings: none, it’s all fluff. I’m a hopeless romantic I couldn’t help it !!

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Meeting Jake Seresin came so unexpectedly but it’s not something I’d change for the world. When we met it was at the Hard Deck, I had been dragged out by some friends for a girl’ night. As we got to the bar, I told the group I’d get the first round despite the reluctance to actually go out. Regardless it was why I found myself at the bar waiting to put my order through for drinks. He came over to get a refill and right as our eyes met, there was just an instant connection that neither of us could really explain, we just knew we wanted to see where it could take us. Him being his usual flirty self, turned his body and after we got past the flirty introductions and pick up lines from Jake, we kept the conversation going. We didn't even realize that we both had our drinks, and exchanged numbers. By the end of the night I had two 2 messages from an unknown number

“Hey. It’s Jake”

“Send me your address, Im taking you on a date tomorrow. Dress comfy!”

Fast forward a couple of weeks, now into December and it was going great with Jake. We went on a couple more dates, got to know each other better, and had a couple lazy days together when our schedules were in sync. Overall, everything was going in the right direction.

To anyone else it would look as if we were a committed couple and even to us it felt that way. However we still hadn't had the talk of ‘what we were’ and so doubts about whether this was real lingered in the back of my mind. Last Friday I found myself sitting at home, ordering some last minute gifts for my family when there was a knock on my door. I put my laptop down and got up from my spot in the corner of my living room to walk toward the door. I opened it and saw Jake there.

“Hi, I thought you didn't finish work till later?” I ask as I step aside to let him in. “Mav let us leave earlier because its Friday. Plus I think he had plans of his own to get to.” he chuckled as he took his boots off. He turned to me, took a few steps forward and wrapped his arms around my waist before leaning down and giving my lips a sweet kiss that brought a smile to my face. “Well I am thankful for Mav and his Friday plans.” I tell him as we pull away and Jake chuckles.

I take his hand to lead him back to my spot on my couch and we sit down next to each other, getting comfy. “Did you have a good day?” he asked as I scooted closer, putting my legs over his lap as he put his arm across the back of the couch “Yeah, I went to the gym this morning, picked up some groceries while I was out, then came home and cleaned up a bit. I just now finished my Christmas shopping.” I told him, smiling as he listened to me ramble on.

That was one thing about Jake Seresin. Although he had a hard time keeping his mouth shut with everyone else, when it came to you, he could listen to your voice all day and never get tired of it. “Sounds like quite the productive day” he responded playing with a stray hair that had fallen from my messy bun. “I wanted to ask you something actually now that you bring up Christmas. Would you be interested in coming to a Christmas party Mav and Penny are having at the Hard Deck?” he offers with a certain glee in his eyes.

“Of course, I would love to! When is it?” I ask. “It’s December 23rd. So next Thursday.'' he answers my question, unable to hide the grin on his face knowing he’ll get to introduce his girl to everyone. “Sounds good, can't wait!” I told him, genuinely excited.

The rest of the night was spent talking about the holidays, sharing stories on how we spent the holidays growing up, and what our favourite traditions were. We continued the Christmas conversation as we made dinner together, laughing with one another at certain points in our stories and then ended the night cuddling on the couch watching Home Alone.

The week seemed to fly by and now I’m standing in front of my mirror observing the finished look for the Christmas party. I had gone out the day prior and bought the outfit I was wearing. I paired black leather pants that stopped right before my ankles with simple black heels and a dark red long sleeve bodysuit that showed off my shoulders. It contrasted perfectly with the gold jewelry I chose.

As I was touching up my lipgloss, there was a knock at my door indicating Jake was here. I opened the door and took a second to admire the man standing in front of me. He was wearing black dress pants and a deep maroon button up with the first couple buttons undone. His hair was still visibly wet from the shower he had taken and he opted out of styling it with his usual hair gel. It made him look even better than he normally did, which I didn't think was possible.

“You like what you see?” he smirked, pulling me out of checking him out. I just blushed in response and turned to get my jacket while he chuckled. He loved making me blush.

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Jake was a gentleman through and through. When we arrived at the Hard Deck, he put the car in park and opened the door for me like usual. “Thank you.” I smiled as he shut the door. “Anything for my girl.” He winked while offering his arm and we walked to the entrance of the Hard Deck.

Once inside I saw the decorations Penny had put up and smiled. There was a tree in the corner and everything looked so beautiful. Jake led us towards the dagger squad who were all dressed just as nice as you and Jake were.

“Ayyye! Hangman joins us.” Coyote said once we were close, and Jake just chuckled at his friend. “Hangman, who's the pretty lady on your arm?” Rooster asked with a smirk. He was already 2 drinks in so his usual flirtiness was turned up a few notches

“Back off Bradshaw, she's here with me.” Jake said slightly possessive but not meaning anything rude by it. Rooster just put his hands up and chuckled. Jake introduced me to the rest of the group, and everyone took a liking to me almost immediately.

Throughout the night I got separated from Jake but I didn't mind, settling into a conversation with Natasha. She’s grateful not to be the only girl in the group anymore.“So how long have you and Hang-” she started but then stopped herself. “Jake, I mean. How long have you and Jake been dating?” she finished her question, and I made a face while chuckling.

“Well we aren't official yet.” I told her, taking a sip of the drink Jake had gotten me earlier. “Wait seriously?” she questioned, shocked you guys weren't official. “I’ve never seen him so head over heels before. There’s no way you're not his girlfriend.” she continued and I just shrugged.

“I mean I want us to be official, but I also don't know how to bring it up to him.” I shared with the fellow female, hoping for some guidance. “I would say just be upfront with him and ask him.” she advised. Before I could reply to her, Jake came over. “Sorry Phoenix, but I’m stealing my girl back.” he told her as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and walked me to the other side of the room.

He stopped right in the hallway that led to the washrooms. “Is everything okay?” I had to ask, and he just smirked while darting his eyes above the two of us. I followed his eyes, and of course there was mistletoe hanging. I looked back at Jake and he was already looking at me.

I knew I had to ask him now or else I never would, which wasn't an option. As Jake started leaning in, I put a hand on his chest to stop him. “Jake, wait” I said, seeing the confusion in his eyes before continuing.

“I know this is about to sound extremely middle school-like but I have to ask you. What are we?” I asked, looking at him, and he still seemed confused by my question “I mean, are we boyfriend and girlfriend?” I asked more directly. He chuckled in response and now it was my turn to be confused.

“Babe what did you think we'd been doing this whole time if we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend?” he asked as he pulled me a bit closer. “I know we never said it officially, but I thought it was just an unspoken thing.” he told me smiling.

I didn’t know what to say to that and as I tried to think of something to say, he continued speaking. “I'm sorry I just assumed, I should've asked you earlier.” He apologizes. “ Will you officially be my girlfriend?” he asked, looking at me with pure adoration as he moved a strand of hair behind my ear.

I looked in his eyes and knew he was being sincere when he asked. Afraid to speak, I just nodded as a small smile made its way to my face. He smiled and leaned down, this time not being stopped by my hand and we shared our first “official” kiss as boyfriend and girlfriend under the mistletoe.

“You know I’ve never been kissed under the mistletoe before now” I told him as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Jake just smiled and leant down to kiss me again. This was something he could get used to doing.

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Okay this is my first ever published piece of writing for a fictional character which is why I really hope this is good so please leave any comments you have!! I’m excited to share this series with everyone and will definitely work quickly to get the others out !!

#top gun maverick #hangman x reader #jake seresin series #jake seresin x reader #glen powell #top gun maverick x reader #jake seresin #jake seresin imagine #bradley rooster bradshaw #miles teller #natasha trace #topgun #Christmas Through The Years x ssprayberrythings

[h-harleybaby]

Romantic Cartman x Reader headcanons but it's like that one ship dynamic that's like "Talks a lot x listens" (cartman talks a lot and the reader just listens to him happily)

- men kisser anon

AWWWW

That’s so cute

Tbh I talk so much but I would love to listen to his rambling <33

Talks a lot (Eric Cartman) x listens to them (reader) hcs

• Eric talks a lot, we know this. But he talks even more to you and I think at some point it's just because he likes hearing his own voice

• He's always ranting about something that happened that day, and you're always happy to listen

• That actually something he admires about you a lot, you actually listen to his bullshit

• And you remembered it?! Wow, that's actually pretty tough with how much he says

• One time he was rambling about cake flavors and how it's been forever since he had cake (last week at some relatives birthday, he can't remember who because all he can remember how the cake was fucking disgusting)

• He kept going back to that and getting mad about it all over again too, he was acting like it was a personal attack against him to have a disgusting tasting cake

• Anyways, the next day you had made cupcakes in his favorite flavor (which I think is red velvet because it's my favorite-)

• HIS HEART- he was so happy and he wouldn't stop smiling for the next hour

• He'd never let you know how happy you made him, you already knew when all the cupcakes where gone the next day

• He ate them all in the middle of the night like the gremlin he is and fell asleep at the table after eating the last one

• You're always happy to listen to Eric ramble about whatever's on his mind

• Which often results in 5 hour calls of him just rambling about anything and everything a few times a week

• It's probably tradition to go home with him on Wednesday so y'all can cuddle while he rants about what happened during the week

• It always has to be Wednesday because if he waits till Friday he's gonna blow up at someone

• Most likely Kyle

#south park x reader #cartman x reader #eric cartman x reader #h harleybaby needs help #south park x reader headcanons #eric cartman x y/n #Harley’s anons <33 #Harley’s favs #harley’s requests!

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Sup bitches im back

Wanted to try wolfstar raising harry/different points in their life when they had tickle moments and how those moments changed over time thing

(I got impatient so I decided to post this, was gonna wait till Thursday or Friday but eh 🤷‍♀️)

So yeah enjoy

It was hard to have any peace and quiet in the house with Sirius around.

The livley 26 year old was really just like a larger child with adult money. Before they had Harry Sirius was mostly quiet when it was just Remus and him in the house, but he had his moments where he'd need to release some energy.

Once they started taking care of Harry, Remus was able to see a new side of Sirius. One that was playful in an entirely different way than he was with other adults. One that was fu. but also stern, encouraging but also kind. Remus loved this side of Sirius.

Some of Remus' favorite moments were the more docile ones, where he would come home and find Harry asleep in Sirius' arms while Sirius watched tv (since Remus insisted on getting one).

But that didn't mean he didn't secretly enjoy the times when he'd walk into the room to see Harry and Sirius goofing around.

This time he walked into the living room to find Sirius on the couch kneeling above Harry's stomach with Harry giggling like crazy under him.

"What? What's so funny?" Sirius asked before blowing a raspberry on Harry's exposed belly. "I really don't understand why you're giggling so much Harry."

Harry giggled loudly, his little feet kicking behind him, his hands pushing against Sirius' which were now poking at his ribs.

Harry's hands did little to deter Sirius as he continued tickling him.

"Moony!! He-heheheh-help me!!" Harry squealed when Sirius zeroed in on one if his upper ribs.

"Oh, hey Moons!!" Sirius waved with his free hand, the other one still digging into Harry's ribs. Remus smirked and walked over to the couch to stand next to Sirius.

"What are you doing?" Remus raised an eyebrow trying to look disapproving even though he had a small smile on his face.

Sirius grinned and turned back to Harry, lessening his tickling to mere pokes to his stomach and sides.

"Just playing with Harry," he grinned.

"Be nice." Remus squeezed Sirius' sides, getting him distracted so Harry could roll off the couch and scamper off.

"Rude." Sirius sniffed as he stood up.

"You were torturing the poor kid."

"I'm sure he could take it, he's tough enough for a few tickles." Sirius leaned closer to him.

"Mhm.." Remus quickly jabbed at his belly, grinning when Sirius pulled back and grabbed his hands. "Don't dish out what you can't take. Harry may not know how to get to you, but I sure do."

"Whatever." Sirius eyerolled as if that made his face any less pink. Remus smirked and leaned in to kiss him. Sirius all but melted against him, eager for more but Remus pulled away after a few moments.

He hoped they never changed.

As the years went by, not alot changed with the three of them. They were all equally as teasing, as playful, as loving as always.

While Harry was at school it got quiet, like it used to before they had Harry. Remus and Sirius found ways to entertain themselves, (get your mind out of the gutter), but mostly it was unusually calm.

Some nights Sirius would find Remus and ask him to help cure his boredom, and Remus was always willing to comply.

"Wait, no no nohohoho!!" Sirius laughed into his pillow, hands grasping the cushion as well. "Remus sto-hahaha-stop!!"

"We just started, and you're already begging?!" Remus chuckled, his hands slowing down a little.

"I can't hehehelp it!" He whined.

"I remember a time when you refused to beg at all, what happened? Got more sensitive?" Remus grinned.

"I hate you- wait, no I'm sohohohory!!" Sirius cackled as Remus wormed his hands into his underarms.

Remus shook his head fondly. He hoped Sirius never changed.

Now, Harry might have his mothers wit but he did not have his fathers stealth. For all the credit he got for being really good at sneaking around at hogwarts he was pretty terrible at it. Remus could literally hear him creeping behind his chair while he read the newspaper.

"Harry, I can hear you trying to sneak up on me." Remus smiled when Harry huffed and walked over to sit on the arm of his chair.

"You're no fun, you know that." Harry pouted and poked him in the side.

"I'm aware." He smirked.

"Are you ticklish?" Harry continued poking around his side. "Padfoot told me you were."

"Sirius says alot of things." Only from years of experience did he manage to not react to Harry's poking.

"I didn't hear a no." Harry grinned. Remus knew that even if he said no he would continue so he just shrugged and nonchalantly continued to read.

He pretended to take in the information on the paper he was hold but really was focusing all his energy on not smiling.

He thought Harry was finally done until a sharp jab to his ribs got a giggle out of him.

Harry lit up light a kid on Christmas and before Remus could bolt out of the room started scribbling on his ribs.

Remus let out a loud laugh and distracted Harry by throwing his newspaper at him, giving him the opportunity to run. He aimlessly yelled something about Sirius being a traitor as he ran to their room.

He grinned along with Harry, giggling despite himself. He hoped none of this changed.

Or maybe he did want it it to change but slowly, peacefully, as all good things change.

Hope you liked

#sirius black #remus lupin #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #marauders #tickle fluff #wolfstar #marauders era #harry potter #wolfstar tickle #my writing

[missvelvetsstuff]

Where ya goin, Star?

Biker Bucky Barnes x Rich girl reader

Summary: Reader meets Bucky when the truck hauling her show horses breaks down as she is trying to leave for an event and he works for the mechanic. Passionate, secret love affair ensues. After a confrontation with her father, Bucky decides she deserves better than a poor biker like him and leaves town with his friends Steve and Sam.

Three years later, reader is trapped in an abusive relationship and about to give up hope of things ever improving, when Bucky comes back.

Notes: This came into my head a couple of weeks ago after I heard Billy Joel's 'Uptown Girl' so I guess it's very loosely based on that. It has been clogging my head up and kept me from focusing on Guarded Heart so I had to toss it out here

Please let me know what you think. I have more planned but need to know someone will read and enjoy it, even a little bit, before I dig into this story any more cuz it's gonna get very angsty.

Chapter 1

Warnings: swearing, angst next chapter, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY No Minors

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It was a hectic morning as Y/N tried to get everything together and on the road for her next event. The horses were loaded, her tack was polished, covered and set in the tiny tack area in the trailer. She had her riding habit, cleaned and pressed hanging in the trailer closet, helmet on the shelf above it.

Where was her lucky hair net? She was going crazy tearing her drawers apart looking for it. She hadn't competed without it in years and wouldn't stop till she found it.

As she was looking under her bed she heard a knock on her front door so pulled back and went to the door to see her mother standing in the doorway with her net. She jumped up and hugged her "Where was it, Mama?"

Her mother laughed and hugged her back. "Silly girl it was in my bathroom. Remember it got wet so you hung it up to dry."

Y/N shook her head "Oh my gosh, I forgot. Thank you for helping." She looked at the clock "Oh no! I have got to go. I'll see you on Friday mama."

"Good luck dear. I know you'll be amazing. I can't wait to see your new dressage routine on Friday." She kissed her daughter's forehead before Y/N bolted off.

Y/N climbed into the front seat of the truck with her groom and driver Clint. She looked over and smiled, holding up the hair net "Mama had it. I'm ready to go now."

Clint smiled "Alright kid, let's hit the road."

About an hour into their drive the truck started acting up and when they pulled off to look at it, it was smoking badly. They let it cool down but it wouldn't start back up.

Clint grimaced "I'm sorry kid but I think we're stuck." He grabbed his phone to call a tow truck for the truck and set up a truck to pick up the trailer.

When they arrived Y/N couldn't help but hover, nervous about Lulu. It had taken ages to train her to even go into the trailer and Y/N didn't want her stuck in it for too long. Charlie was fine in the trailer as long as he had hay to munch on.

When she found out Clint was going with the broken down truck and another driver would be hauling the trailer she insisted on talking to him while he was hooking his truck up.

"Hi. I'm Y/N. That's Lulu and Charlie in there and they're my best friends. Have you ever hauled horses before? You have to be careful they don't get knocked around too much. I'd be devastated if anything happened to them."

The man looked up at her with the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen and it made her knees weak. Then he looked her up and down and smiled. She felt her stomach explode with butterflies. Suddenly she was very shy.

"Hey doll, I'm Bucky. Don't you worry about a thing. I'll be extra careful with your horses. I promise."

His voice was so soft and soothing she couldn't do anything but stare at him, mouth ajar. She was no virgin but no man had ever affected her this way before.

"You ok there doll?"

She jumped "What? Oh of course. I'm fine" she gave him a shy smile and Bucky felt the butterflies too. For the first time in a while he was interested in getting to know a woman and not just into her pants. He chuckled to himself, remembering just a little while ago when they got the call and he bitched about spending the day driving some princess and her horse to some dumb show. Now he was thrilled that he would have the next couple of hours to talk to this girl. He realistically knew that a woman like her wouldn't have any use for a guy like him but that didn't stop him from thinking about the possibilities, in another life.

Clint came over to check on the horses and Y/N. He looked at Bucky warily "You take good care of them and don't cause any trouble."

He looked at Y/N "I'll meet you there this evening. Get them set up in their stalls and get us checked into the hotel. Early bed tonight, we have to get up early for a practice run since we will be too late tonite." He pulled her into a hug "Watch out for this guy, I've heard about him and his biker friends."

He helped her up into the truck and gave Bucky a threatening look before he left with Steve.

Bucky chuckled and Y/N felt her face heat up "I'm so sorry about Clint. He treats me like I'm 6 instead of 26. It's my father's fault, he's one of those cold overprotective types." She shrugged "My mom says it's how he shows he loves me."

Bucky smiled gently at her "At least he does something, my dad has been in jail since I was a kid."

She gasped "I'm so sorry. That must be rough." And gently touched his arm.

Bucky felt an electric thrill where she touched him and jolted then his eyes darkened looking her over.

She pulled back "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to overstep. I mostly work with horses and dogs and they respond well to positive touch. It's just a habit." She looked at her hands.

Bucky shook his head "It's ok, just surprised me. I don't mind."

She sighed softly, disappointed that he didn't feel the same electricity that she felt when she touched him. Of course he didn't, she thought, look at him he's like a god sculpted from marble and look at me... too tall, too curvy and always dirty from horses.

Bucky turned the radio on "You can pick out some music if you want, I can listen to anything."

He watched her out of the side of his eye while she looked for some good music. He had never seen anyone so beautiful, from the twinkle in her eyes to her leather boots she was perfect. She settled on a classic rock station and sat back, trying to look at him without staring. She could see through the too tight sleeves of his t-shirt that he had some ink on his right arms but couldn't tell what it was and was too shy to ask.

After a couple of songs had played she was able to push past the shyness and try to make small talk. They started with the weather and the conversation flowed to all manner of topics from there. The 3 hour drive passed in no time and they were both secretly disappointed when they arrived at the showgrounds.

Once the horses were unloaded and he had unhitched the trailer Bucky was hesitant to leave. He told himself it was out of concern for her safety "Are you sure you'll be alright, doll?"

Y/N smiled at him "Of course I'll be fine. I've been doing this since I was a kid and know most of the people here. Besides I'm sure you have better things to do than babysit me. I have to go get checked into the hotel."

She grabbed her suitcase and locked the trailer.

Bucky couldn't bring himself to leave "Why don't I drive you to the hotel and we can have dinner after you check in? I promise I'll get you back to your room early." It took a second for him to realize how that sounded "No, wait I don't mean like that. Not that I wouldn't want that but we just met and I-"

He stopped when he heard her giggle and the sound made him smile. He offered her his hand "Dinner?"

She smiled back and took his hand.

They ate at the restaurant in her hotel but she insisted on paying, having it charged to her room before he ever saw the check.

"That's not fair doll. You have to let me pay next time."

She felt her insides warm, did he really want to see her again. "Next time?" she flirted.

Bucky blushed and looked at the ground "I mean yeah. If you want."

"I'd love to." She handed him a business card "I know they're dumb but I'm supposed to be promoting our stable so I have to carry them."

Bucky flashed her the charming smile that could drop panties in the clubhouse "I'll talk to you soon, Y/N."

On Friday, the last day of the event Y/N smiled when she saw her mom in the bleachers as she she waited to start her routine. She looked around hopefully but didn't see her father, he never came to her events, always claiming he was too busy. She reminded herself to be grateful that he kept her and her horses in the lap of luxury.

Scanning the crowd she saw a pair of blue eyes and her breath hitched. Bucky grinned at her and winked. She couldn't figure out what he was doing here. She had talked about horses and shows and how excited she was to perform her new routine for the first time in front of judges. He seemed interested in everything she had to say but didn't seem to understand the horse thing so she was confused.

Y/N contemplated his appearance here while she waited for her turn and felt butterflies when she thought he might have driven 300 miles just to see her. She shook it off, he probably had to tow someone here or help with their car. A guy like him, a biker/mechanic covered with tattoos wouldn't be interested in boring her, whose life was horses and school.

When her number was called she took a deep breath and guided Lulu into the arena. Once she went through that gate, everything else faded into the background and nothing existed except for her and her horse.

After she was done she left the arena to thunderous applause and smiled feeling like she had done well. She took Lulu back to the barn and rubbed her down before putting her away. As she went to get Charlie ready for her next class, Grand Prix jumping, Clint strolled into the barn.

"Nice round kiddo. You should definitely place for that one." He paused and considered her for a moment. "Anything you want to tell me about your trip here? I noticed you have an admirer here today. Something going on there?"

She looked at him surprised, she had pushed the thought of Bucky away as soon as she entered the arena. "What do you mean? We chatted on the drive here and I bought him dinner to thank him for his help. I had no idea he would be here today.

I don't think he's here for me, probably had another tow or something."

Clint nodded "He seemed very interested in your round and left right after. Maybe I'm seeing something that isn't there but he looks at you like there is. Just be careful, from what I know of him he can be very charming but goes through women like potato chips. His gang has caused a lot of trouble and you don't want to get caught up in that.

I'm going to get something to eat, you want anything?"

She shook her head "You know I can't eat before a jumper class but could you grab me a tea? Lemon, no sugar."

Clint nodded "Got it, tea. We'll go out for dinner tonite."

She smiled "Fine but we have to make it quick, I don't want to miss out on the barn parties. You never know who you'll meet."

Clint groaned "I hate those damn parties. Putting up with those snobs isn't my idea of a good time."

Y/N had an idea "You don't have to stay with me. You can go back to the hotel and I'll just get a ride. I think Britt and Kyra are staying there too."

Clint looked at her skeptically "You hate Britt, remember? She moved in on that horse you wanted."

She rolled her eyes "Oh please, that was last year. I can be nice enough to get a ride. Don't worry Clint. I'm a grown woman.

Go get some rest old man, we have to hit the road early because I have lessons right after lunch." She shoved him gently.

He thought for a minute "Fine but call me if you need a ride. No taxi or uber."

"Of course Clint. I'll call you if I need one but I won't."

By the end of the day Y/N had placed 1st in her hunter jumper class and 3rd for dressage. After a brief chat with one of the judges, who she had known since she was a kid, she had notes on her weaknesses and a game plan to improve before the next event.

They went back to the hotel to get cleaned up and she ate dinner with Clint before he dropped her back off at the equestrian center.

Y/N went through the barn to make sure enough people saw her and a few pics were taken of her there. Then she wandered away from the festivities and pulled her phone out to reread the text from Bucky 'lmk when the coast is clear' and sent a reply 'I'm at the north entrance, it's empty'

She felt a chill when she heard his motorcycle roar up. Bucky stopped the bike and looked her up and down, admiring her black leather hi/lo trench with lace accents, white leggings and black thigh high boots.

He whistled "Damn doll, you look good enough to eat"

She winked at him "Maybe later" she looked him and his bike over "Got a helmet for me?"

He helped secure the helmet before facing forward so she could climb on. Once he was satisfied that it was secure she climbed on behind him, resting her hands gingerly at his hips.

Bucky smirked "You'll need to hold on tighter than that" and grabbed her hands so they met over his belly which pulled her flush against his back. Once he was satisfied. the bike roared out into the street and she gripped him tighter which made him smile.

They went to a small diner to have coffee and talk until Bucky looked at his watch and told her it was time to go. They climbed back onto the bike and headed out until they came across a movie theater.

There was a pretty big line for almost midnight and she commented "I hope this isn't Rocky Horror because I don't have my costume."

Bucky turned and grinned at her "That's not really my thing but this here is one of my favorite movies."

Y/N saw the poster, The Lost Boys, and smiled "Mine too. Sleep all day, party all night, never grow old, never die. It's fun being a vampire" and laughed as he joined her on the last line.

Bucky took her hand and pulled her up to the door, smiling at the doorman who let them in ahead of the line.

They already had assigned seats so she headed to the restroom and he went to the snack bar. When she came out of the restroom she had to look around to figure out which theater they were going to when he came up behind her and asked "Where ya goin, Star?"

Y/N jumped a little because he caught her off guard but laughed when she realized it was him. He put an arm around her, holding their snacks in a tray with the other hand, and guided her to the theater.

Bucky was a perfect gentleman during the movie, not going any further than putting up the arm rest and his arm around her to pull her close.

After the movie they walked back to his bike. He sat down and pulled her to him. "So now what, Star? It's almost 2, do you need to get back into the hotel? Or are you up for more."

Y/N looked at him and fluttered her lashes "Why don't we go back to the hotel and I'll show you what I'm up for"

Bucky grinned and kissed her hard on the mouth "Then what are we waiting for?"

When they made it to the hotel she warned him "I have my own room but Clint is right next door so we have to be quiet."

Bucky smirked "Lets hope the rooms are soundproofed"

As soon as the door to her room was closed Bucky pushed Y/N up against the wall and kissed her, his hands roaming all over her. "Too many clothes, Star" he moaned in her ear.

Y/N let out a little whine and pulled her hands back to struggle with the belt buckle on her jacket. Once she unbuckled it she grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled it down. Bucky helped her push the jacket off of her shoulders and his breath hitched when he saw the pale blue, lacey bra she was wearing.

"Damn Star." Was all he could come up with as he walked her back to the bed and sat her down. He pulled her boots off and then her leggings.

Bucky looked her up and down, seeing the thong that matched her bra.

"Jesus Christ, Star. You are just, fuck. You look good enough to eat."

Y/N shifted, uncomfortable with all the compliments, and covered her soft belly with her hands.

Bucky gently moved her hands and looked her in the eyes "No Star, don't hide from me. Not ever. You are the sexiest woman I've ever seen and I'm gonna worship you like the goddess you are. And you will take every compliment, every bit of affection and most importantly every orgasm I offer.

You understand?"

She nodded.

"No, baby. I need your words."

"Yes, sir." She replied softly.

Bucky growled and tore her bra right off of her.

"Bucky!" She protested.

He grinned at her "I'll buy you a new one" before he took a nipple in his mouth, distracting her while he suckled, nibbled and flicked his tongue against it.

Y/N moaned "Fuck that feels good"

He moved his hand down into her panties and growled when he felt how wet and swollen she already was. "Damn baby, this all for me?"

Bucky pulled his hand away and showed her how wet his fingers were before sticking them in his mouth and closing his eyes, moaning "Fuck Star your pussy is so sweet I need more" and she whined so he pulled away and gave the other one his attention.

"Stop teasing, Barnes. I need you."

Bucky smirked "As you wish, Star" he pulled away to quickly strip while she stared "See something you like doll?"

She nodded "all of it."

"It's all yours doll" he told her softly as he kissed his way down her torso until he ripped her panties off and sat back to look at her pussy, wet and swollen and twitching for attention.

"Please Bucky!"

Bucky felt like he might blow just from the view of her body and the sound of her beautiful begging so decided to put both of them out of their misery.

He buried his face in her pussy and started devouring her, licking and sucking her clit, fucking his tongue into her until she came, squealing his name, and soaked his chin and neck.

When he pulled away, face shiny from her slick, he took a minute to enjoy the fucked out look on her face before grabbing a condom, putting it on the lining himself up, rubbing his achingly hard cock through her juices until the tip caught on her twitching hole and he heard her gasp. He eased his way in slowly, fighting back the urge to bury himself in one thrust because he wanted to feel and enjoy every bit of her.

Y/N whined as he filled her, almost afraid he would be too much but the stretch was perfect, filling her completely. She moaned softly, trying not to be too noisy, and felt his cock pulsing inside her. It almost felt like he was getting harder, the thought making her even wetter.

"Fuck, Star, pussy is so God damn tight and wet and warm, I could stay here forever with you wrapped around me."

Bucky kissed her with everything her had, all teeth and tongues and passion. Then just barely rolled his hips, seeing if she was ready for him to move and she moaned into his mouth.

"You ready for me baby?"

"Yes Bucky, please."

Bucky slowly pulled out and slammed back into her, groaning "I can feel your pussy grabbing onto me, pulling me back in. Like you needed some good cock. Shit, so good."

They built up a rhythm and she bit on his shoulder to keep from screaming how good he was making her feel. Like no one ever had before. She came again and felt like she had left her body.

Bucky held her hands beside her head, thrusting and rolling his hips until she was almost crying, exhausted but needing more. "So good Star. I need one more from you. Need to feel this sweet pussy milking my cock before I can cum."

Y/N shook her head "It's too much, I can't."

Bucky tskd at her "Of course you can. I know you want to because my pussy is squeezing me so tight and getting wetter. Just let go and give it to me."

He reached between them to rub gently on her clit and that was all she needed. Her body froze up and her grip on him became so tight he couldn't move so he just ground his hips against her and let go.

Y/N buried her face in his shoulder and whined to keep from screaming, squirting all over his chest and thighs.

Feeling her cum was all Bucky needed and he groaned before filling the condom. He stayed still for a moment to catch his breath.

He kissed her again, this time it was less urgent but still as passionate, then pulled back to look at her in awe. Usually when he was done he was out the door or sending her on her way but he didn't want that with her. For some reason he wanted to hold her all night which was something he never did. He wanted to see her face in the morning with messy hair and bad breath, he wanted-. Didnt matter, this night was magic but he knew a girl like her wouldnt want a guy like him for real. Fucking the bad boy was one thing but he knew he wasnt the guy that a girl like her would settle down with.

He pulled out, disposing the condom, and pulled her to his chest. They both dozed off until her alarm went off.

"Bucky? Bucky. Its time to go. I have to get up to go home and Clint will be awake soon."

Bucky groaned but got up and went to use the bathroom. He came out to see her halfway dressed in sweats and a t-shirt.

"Dressed again already? Next time we'll have to plan so we have more time." He grabbed her around tbe waist and pulled her close to him hefore kissing her softly.

Y/N bit on his lower lip. "You gonna call me or should I forget you exist?"

Bucky shook his head "You're not getting rid of me so easy. I'll call you. Soon" he kissed her one last time then haphazardly pulled his clothes on, not noticing his shirt was inside out. As he threw on his leather jacket he flashed her a wink. "I mean it" and walked out the door.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #biker au

[beneaththegildedmoon]

Update on the Medication Saga that has literally had me near-catatonic for the last ten minutes:

We returned from visiting my family on Saturday. It turns out the guy from the pharmacy *did* put in the order on the 2nd even though I said not to bother, so I cant bring my prescription to my new pharmacy and order the meds there. Presumably, the original pharmacy will at least have the medication now, even though they have not contacted me to say as much (honestly, it's usually a toss-up whether they remember or not). Of course, they are closed entirely all weekend, so I have to wait till they open again.

Phone yesterday: nobody picks up

Phone today: Same guy who originally ordered the stupid meds answers. I ask if my meds are in stock yet bc the order was put in for them on the 2nd, and I have not heard anything since. He asks me which meds and what brand?? (They've given me a different brand almost every time I've gotten my meds from them?). Then he asks if I'm talking about ordering meds? I explain that he already ordered them for me, on the 2nd. He takes my name and DoB to check the system. He says he can't order my meds for me bc I already ordered them on the 2nd, and its a 28-day prescription. I am screaming internally.

I reiterate that I haven't picked up that order and am literally phoning to ask if they have it yet so I can come pick it up. He tells me that they GET RID OF ALL UNCLAIMED PRESCRIPTION MEDICATION TWO WEEKS AFTER IT IS ORDERED. Weird policy considering it has sometimes taken them two weeks to get the stupid meds in, but whatever. I point out that it's turned two weeks since they were ordered *today*, so surely they haven't gotten rid of it yet? He says they got rid of them on the 13th because its easier to get rid of everything in one go on the Friday, so they have space for new stock arriving on Monday. The corners of my vision are going swimmy from pure rage at this point.

I ask what I'm supposed to do now? He says that I should WAIT UNTIL THE 25TH AND CALL AGAIN TO ORDER THEM SO I CAN HAVE THEM FOR NEXT MONTH. I can't even really process this so I sit in silence for long enough he has to check I'm still there. At this point I am crying. I tell him I've been out of my medication since the 3rd, which is why I phoned them last time and what am I supposed to do without them for the rest of the month?? This motherfucker *cheerfully* points out that it's ONLY ANOTHER TWO WEEKS TO THE END OF THE MONTH, SO SURELY I CAN MANAGE THAT???

I am a broken shell of a person at this point. It is all I can do to mumble something along the lines of "alright well, thank you" before hanging up and screaming out loud "what the actual FUCK?!?" and curling up into the fetal position to sob until I dissociated.

#medication saga #nobody involved in this system gives a flying fuck about patients #im so fucking exhausted from dealing with this shit #my partner asked if i mind if he calls the pharmacy to see if he can “get something sorted” #i told him to go ahead #but i cant decide if it would feel worse if they sorted it for him or not #like if all it takes for them to get their shit together is a man phoning them up on my behalf i might spontaneously combust #but at least id get my stupid meds i guess

[stardust948]

[Frenemies AU]

Kya's Secret Crush part 3

*Visiting Bato again*

Bato: Okay, you've avoided everyone all day yesterday. Wanna talk about it?

Kya: Last night after I got home, I couldn't sleep. So I stayed up till dawn writing a song about Ozai.

Bato: You wrote him a song? That's kinda sweet honestly.

Kya: IT'S EVIL! He's Ursa's boyfriend! I can't go behind her back like that!

Bato: Wait you expressed your feelings for Ozai in that song, right?

Kya: Yeah.

Bato: Then sing Ozai the song and you can get over him.

Kya: If I sing him the song then he's gonna know how I feel then Ursa will know then I'll be a bad person. And I promised my Gran-Gran I'd never be a bad person.

Bato: He doesn't have to know the song's about him. Just write his name out and sing it at the concert on Friday. Ozai will be in the audience and you can get your feelings out. He'll never know it's for him.

Kya: Yeah. This could work.

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*Next day*

Kya: This is a song I wrote for-

Bato: Her dog!

Kya: Uh yeah... love my dog. *sings song*

*Everyone congrats and hugs her after the concert.*

Ozai and Kya: *hugs*

Kya: *stares intensely at him*

Ozai: *slightly confused but pretends not to notice*

Bato: Still feel weird?

Kya, watching him leave: You know, I think I'm good.

Bato: Good, because it's been hell keeping this from Hakoda.

Kya: Why?

Bato, sweating: No reason.

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Part 2

#bato is good at keeping the secret but he never lets kya live it down #atla #atla modern au #high school au #frenemies au #kya #bato #ozai #ursa #hakoda #kyzai #urzai #kya's secret crush #source: victorious #atla incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes