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causeilikelix · 4 months

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new to the blog but abt those felix throughts 😍😍 felix whos so tired of the members calling him innocent and babying him. yea its nice from time to time but hes a grown man ! so he goes 100% hard dom on you just so your moans can be heard in the dorm 🫣 also he would totally cover you in bite marks and hickeys just so he can get his point across to his group 💕

now THAT's what I'm taking about skhsfdlkfjsdlkfj

Like we all know that Felix is a lil guy with too much love in his body but soft =/= sub. He's a man very comfortable in his identity and the power he holds over you. Felix just wants to make his baby feel good but he also wants to prove a point...

Smut and warnings below the cut. MINORS DNI!!!!!!

↳ Words - 2.7k (and some change)

↳Warnings: SMUT duh, Soft!Dom Felix (I'm still getting used to writing Hard!Dom anyone) and a tough of Hard!Dom Lix at the end, afab!reader, relatively vanilla, fingering (f receiving), P in V, unprotected sex (don't), multiple orgasms, exhibitionism?, hickeys

You loved his innocent vibe! You really did! His angelic smile and his sweet words and actions is what drew you to him in the first place. He was nothing but romantic and sweet all the time. The best communicator, respectful of your boundaries, always treated you like a princess. Honestly everyone needs their own personal Felix!!

But he’s tired. He can’t help it. All of his friends baby him so much! Like Changbin said himself, Felix is happiness personified! But enough is enough. His sweet exterior is giving him a reputation he doesn’t want. When his friends talk about their sex lives, they always make these jokes that Felix must be a little pillow prince who takes what he’s given and lets his partner take the lead. In fact, his friends bet, he’s as innocent as can be and maybe you and him don’t even have sex at all!

He’s still grumbly about it when you get to the dorm one night, just to spend a little time together in between schedules. He greets you with his normal warm hug and a sweet peck but you can sense something is off.

Initially you stay in the living room to continue watching the movie the other guys are watching. It’s some action film you couldn’t give two shits about. Your legs are swung over Felix’s lap and he’s gently massaging your calves and thighs while he stares at the screen. You can hear a few of the other guys snickering but you can’t make out what they’re saying. When you glance at Felix, his eyebrows are furrowed and his jaw is set. Honestly it’s kind of hot and makes heat pool between your legs. Let’s be honest though…. It’s Felix. Almost everything he does can get you wet.

The boys laugh again and you note that it’s during a not particularly funny part of the movie. This is where Felix breaks. He pushes your legs off him and grabs your hand.

“Come on, babe, this isn’t very interesting. Let’s go to my room.” Felix whispered to you, his lips grazing the shell of your ear.

Your body immediately went hot and you had a feeling you knew what was on his mind. He dragged you to his room and tossed the door shut behind him.

His hands were cupping your face and pulling you into a deep kiss before the latch had fully closed. You could simply melt into his kisses. They always were deep and full of every ounce of love in his body. Tonight, however, his lips were urgent and demanding.

“I need you baby, please.” He whispered against your mouth. The need to show his friends that he wasn’t a little boy anymore coursed through him, but he would stop if you gave the word.

“Lix, I need you too.” You managed out between kisses, “But what about the guys? They’re right outside and-”

“Remember what we talked about last month?” Felix kissed down your neck and pushed you back towards the bed.

How could you forget? Most of the time you and Felix had sex it was very mutual. You didn’t do a whole lot of powerplay. Maybe a sprinkling here and there when the situation was right, but Felix loved it when sex was a mutual expression of love. A few weeks ago he asked you about exploring power play a little more and maybe experimenting with some kinks. One of them was being listened to. Not necessarily the real thing, but pretending like someone could walk in on you at any moment.

With the boys right down the hall, that one held more risk than normal.

“You wanna try it?” You asked. The back of your knees caught on the edge of the bed and you sat down. Felix weaved his fingers through your hair and bent down to kiss you. You parted your knees instinctively and Felix settled between them.

With him above you like this, you felt small under him. The thrill it gave you made your heart speed up. You gripped his slim waist to pull him closer.

“I want them to hear you while I fuck you dumb,” Felix’s voice dropped and octave. It sent a shiver down your spine. You always loved it when he got like this. When he got too horny, his voice dropped and it made you wet in an instant.

Felix’s hands made quick work of your clothes. He wasted no time in getting you naked, leaving your top and jeans in a pile on the floor. Even though you hadn’t expected to have sex on this visit, you still wore one of your cuter underwear sets. Baby pink with a little bit of lace at the top of the cups of the bra and the top of the panties, made even more innocent by a tiny rose in the center of both pieces.

Felix swallowed thickly at the sight.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?” Felix whispered. He maneuvered you onto the bed and hovered over you. You clawed at his shirt, urging him to take it off. He smirked and tugged it off. “Just say the word and I’ll stop, okay? Until then you're going to let me do whatever I want with you, right baby?”

“Yes, baby.” You nodded in understanding.

You groaned at the sight of his chiseled chest. Those gorgeous, defined ab muscles and his perfect little pink nipples made your mouth water. Everything about him was beautiful from his head to his toes. Not to mention his cock. Speaking of, you wanted to see it immediately. You tried to reach for his pants but he grabbed your wrists and shoved you back against the bed.

“No touching without permission, got it baby?” He cooed, “I wouldn’t want to have to punish you. I bet you’re already wet, aren’t you? It doesn’t take much to get my baby worked up.”

Felix slipped his hand into your underwear and seemed unfazed by the amount of slick in your panties. To be honest, you thought that there should have been more. The sudden show of power had your cunt gushing and clenching around nothing and you needed him inside you, um, yesterday.

“Felix, please!” You cried, pushing your hips up into his hand. His digits rubbed small, slow circles on your clit. Just enough to feel good but not enough to actually get anywhere.

“What do you want, baby? Good girls use their words.” Felix chided, his fingers slipping lower to tap against your entrance but not going in.

“I want you to touch me! Please!” You kept your voice quiet so that no one outside the door could hear you, but that wasn’t what Felix wanted.

“You want me to touch you? Alright, baby, I’m feeling nice today.” Felix kept his eyes on your face as he slipped two of his fingers into your tight hole with basically no resistance. He watched as your face screwed up in pleasure and your lips parted in a silent moan. “Come on you can do better than that.”

With that, Felix pumped his fingers into you. Quick thrusts wouldn’t get him where he wanted to go so he opted for long, deep strokes that pressed the pads of his fingers onto that special spot he’d found a few weeks ago. The ball of his hand pressed deliciously against your clit with every thrust. You swallowed a moan and turned your head to press your face into your arm to help silence yourself.

At this, Felix threw three quick thrusts of his fingers into you.

“Uh uh,” he chided, “I want to hear those beautiful noises of yours, baby. Let me know how good I’m making you feel, yeah?”

He pressed a few more deep and precise thrusts into you and this time you complied with a long, drawn out moan. Felix grinned. He continued like this for a few minutes, pressing his fingers in as deep as possible. He resorted to pressing his hand against your clit and his fingers massaging that spot within you.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. You’re drenching my fingers already. I can’t wait until you cream my cock, baby. Keep moaning, just like that.”

He has you clenching and cumming on his fingers in seconds. It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he gets your thighs shaking. You’re moaning so loudly that you’re certain that the others can hear you. Felix smiles through the whole thing. His eyes are dark as he watches you cum just from his fingers.

“Good girl, there it is. Let’s see if you can take my cock, yeah?”

“Please.” You moan loudly.

Felix pulls his fingers out of you and you whine at the loss. He pulls your panties down your legs and tosses them somewhere in the room. Next he strips from the rest of his clothes and his cock slaps against his stomach. Precum pearled at his tip and your mouth watered. You longed to take him in your mouth and suck him until he came but he had other plans.

“Hands and knees. Now.” Felix demands. He pumps his cock a few times to make sure he’s hard enough. How could he not be, though, as he watches you climb onto your hands and knees and present your ass and your glistening hole to him. He leans over you and brushes his cock along your swollen folds. “Good girl. God, you have the most perfect ass…” Felix palmed it appreciatively before pulling his hand back and landing a firm slap on the flesh.

“Fellix!” you gasped when he landed a second slap.

“That’s right, baby, remember who’s name you’re screaming when I make you cum.” Felix’s deep voice rumbles.

He lined up his tip at your entrance and rubbed it through your folds a few times, reveling in the way he could make you shiver every time his cock grazed your over-sensitive clit. When you least expected it, Felix pushed his cock into your tight, warm cunt. You both moaned out in unison when he bottomed out. His long, thick cock filled you up perfectly. It was as if your pussy was designed for him. Felix swore that he could spend the rest of his life between your legs.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you, darling?”

With that, he began thrusting. Sometimes adjusting to someone’s cock in you is a thing of myth. You can never get used to how perfectly he fills you up. It may not be the longest, but it’s thick and it stretches you more than anything or anyone else ever has. His cock has a perfect little curve to it that hits that little spot inside you whenever he angles his hips just right.

Tonight, he’s determined to get all of the sounds out of you that he can. So every single thrust is designed to do just that. He shoves himself into your snug heat as deep as he can go every single time. It’s like you can feel him in your throat. Every thrust pushes his hips flush with your ass. He takes a hand and presses on your back to push your chest onto the bed.

“Fuuuuuck baby, you feel so good.” Felix moaned, “Always so warm and tight for me, baby.”

“You feel so good inside of me,” You moan back, struggling to get your words out between Felix’s rough thrusts, “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“Come on, moan for me baby, show them how good I make you feel.”

As if you had a choice. His thrusts were hard and he shifted his hips until his tip speared into that spot over and over again. Felix had found that spot by chance a few weeks ago when he was fingering you and now he made it a point to seek it out every time.

Felix’s hand curled around your bodies and his fingers made contact with your clit immediately. At this, you keened and let out the loudest moan of the night. Your cunt clamped onto Felix’s cock and he bit his lip to keep from cumming right there. Your tight, wet heat eas driving him crazy but you had to cum first.

He could have sworn that the TV volume lowered.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” Felix grunted, his finger swirling around your swollen clit.

Your walls clenched and fluttered around him. Something in your belly pulled taut and you rocked yourself back on Felix’s cock. The extra bit of friction made the coil pull tight. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to let your body relax so that Felix could take over and bring you to orgasm. Your moans grew louder and louder as you got closer.

“Yes, yes, yes!” You cried, “Fuck, Felix! Right there!”

“That’s a good girl, cream my cock, baby.”

The sound of the TV in the front room had stopped all together.

The extra pressure of you pushing back onto his cock was just the right thing. The intense pressure in your stomach suddenly released all at once. Your legs trembled and your body shook. Felix took over and gripped your hips tightly. He slowly guided your hips down towards the bed so you were laying flat, continuing his intense thrusts into your cunt. He leaned over you and pressed his lips to the back of your neck.

“Felix, don’t stop,” you moaned, arching your back into him to keep his dick lodged inside you as deep as possible.

Your orgasm washed over you in waves, each one resulting in a gush of wetness between your legs. His hips kept drilling into you diligently. He kissed along your shoulders and neck, sucking dark marks onto your skin. The second you rolled over, he’d give you hickeys on your neck and breasts to match these.

When he sensed your orgasm coming to an end, he slowed his hips but kept his cock lodged within your tight walls. He hadn’t come yet but he knew he had to give you a short break before he sought his own orgasm.

“Was I loud enough?” You giggled, “What was that about?”

“The guys were making fun of me, saying things like… I couldn’t be a dom because I’m too innocent, that I’m just a pillow prince and I let you do all the work.” Felix peppered soft kisses on your skin.

“That’s not it at all baby! We just like sex to be reciprocal, that’s all.”

“I know, but I guess I needed a little ego boost.” Felix shrugged.

“Well if I get to come like that every time we need an ego boost, by all means,” You giggled, rubbing your ass back into him and making his cock slide against your puffy walls, making you both gasp. “I think you could stand to be a little meaner, though.”

“What? You want me to be mean to you?” Felix stared at you with large eyes.

“Maybe a little more.”

“Oh, so you want me to call you my own little personal slut?” Felix whispered in your ear. That tantalizing voice of his made your cunt clench on him. “Oh so you would like that? I should have known you’d be a little cock-hungry slut. Can’t go a single day without my cock in you, is that it?”

“Mmhm…” You nodded, eyes suddenly a little teary but in the best way. You pushed your hips back against his again. He groaned and pressed a hand to your hip to stop your movements.

“If you keep going like that I’m gonna treat you like a little cocksleeve, got it? I’ll stuff you with enough cum to keep you full for weeks. You want that, baby?”

“God, yes,” your eyes rolled back at the thought of feeling even fuller than you were now.

“Then relax, my pretty slut, we’re just getting started.” Felix growled.

His hand slipped under you to press lightly against your tummy, the pressure pushing your g-spot effortlessly against the tip of his cock. He’d hardly have to aim at all like this. You let out a noise somewhere between a gasp and a moan.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll fill you up ‘til your cute little cunt can’t handle it anymore. M’ cum is all yours.”

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lazer-t · 10 months

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unluckyhoneybee · 2 years

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Mini Norris. (Lando Norris)

Lando has a son, so that makes you a step mom. Fluff.

Note: Baby fever??? Yes. YN has a dog in this for plot reasons. REQUESTED.

Warnings: usual swearing. NOT EDITED.

When Lando told you about Toby.

Lando could be childish. He didn't worry much about it. He liked to have fun with his friends and do the things he liked. He was a young man and he was enjoying it. And I loved that from him, his carefree nature was one of the things that first caught my eye when Max introduced me to him. I loved how he took me to one of those places full of trampolines on our first date. So I wasn't expecting him to say those words on our fifth date.

"I have a son". He said after grabbing my hand tight.

I looked at him for long seconds, processing what he had just said. Lando Norris, the F1 driver, a young talent, the future of F1, had a son. I was kind of taken aback.

When his eyes fell down, I felt something snap in me. I pulled his hand a bit and he looked up again.

"I... I wasn't expecting it. Sorry."

I had always felt a little awkward around kids. It never felt natural. I didn't know how to speak to them or handle them. It was just too weird.

"Yeah..." He was looking sad, maybe he was expecting another reaction from me, wich I completely understood. I had just looked blanked at him.

I swallowed the knot in my throat.

"What's his name?"

Lando smiled a bit.

"Toby. He is four." I saw his cheeks getting pink and his eyes brilliant and my heart made a backflip. It was love what his eyes showed.

I did fast maths in my head. The kid was born in 2018 then. Just before he started his F1 career. He would have been 19 by then and...

"You can leave if you want." He muttered.

Once again I had made him doubt.

"No! Why would I?"

He left my hand on the table and leaned back on the chair. I felt my chest grow tighter.

"I... Other girls have left. That's why I waited for telling you".

I felt my heart sink. He looked utterly sad.

"Lando... It took me with the guard down. But I'm ok. I don't want to leave because you have a son. I like you a lot and I would be a bitch if I did."

He looked at me. Lando had a huge heart. He was the sweetest boy ever, he loved to take care of his people. And thinking that someone could be cruel enough no leave him just because of a kid broke my heart.

I was scared. A kid was a big deal. I was too young and sometimes I even forgot to put my food out of the freezer. I didn't know if I was ready for this. The idea of having kids of my own terrified me.

"I need time, Lando".

I saw his throat bobbing as he nodded. "As a break?"

"No! Shit. I need to choose my words better" I reached to grab his hands again. They were huge compared to mine. "Time as to let the idea sit, you know?"

He nodded again and started fidgeting with my fingers.

"I wanted you to know first. Then... I would obviously love you to meet him. He is like the most important thing in my life and I like you so much. But I can give you space. And time. All the time you want"

I smiled a bit. He liked me a lot. I felt like an idiot, like a teenager in front of her high-school crush.

"Thank you, Lando". I took his hand to my lips and left a kiss on there. My heart was beating so fast that I was sure he would be able to hear it.

"You may have a lot of questions, do you?". He said smiling at me.

"A bunch of them".

"I will try to answer all of them."

"Ok, but show me a photo first. I want to see how Toby looks" I said patting his arm excitedly.

He looked at me for a few seconds and smiled happily. I could see how much relaxed he was now. It wouldn't be easy. I would need to learn so many things, it would take time, but I wanted to do it.

"Here. This is on his birthday with a car my mum gifted him"

He showed me the photo and I covered my mouth. "Oh my god, Lando. He is so cute, look at him". With light brown hair and big green eyes, Toby was a copy of his father. "Lando he just looks like you! Oh god, he is so adorable".

Lando looked at me with a huge smile and leaned to kiss me sweetly.

That night I learned that Toby's mom left only a couple of weeks after he was born. Lando told me when wasn't ready for being a mother, she was scared and that she was doing good now in a new country. He told me about how difficult it was at first, how still was, with his whole career starting. Luckily, his parents had helped him. The kid would stay with them when he was away, they put so much effort into helping him and his son. He also told me why I haven't heard anything from Toby. There weren't many people knowing about him. Only his closest friends and other drivers knew Toby. The fans and the media were always all over him, they scrutinized everything he did. He didn't want to expose him like that.

When you met Toby.

Lando and I had agreed to meet in the park. Almost three months had passed since he told me about Toby and we were official now. Boyfriend and girlfriend. I could be happier, he was just the perfect boyfriend.

Today I was extremely nervous. I always felt awkward around kids and Lando had told me how shy Toby was. I was really scared that he didn't like me, so Lando proposed to meet in the park so I could take my dog Cinnamon with me. Toby loved dogs, so that would give me some points.

With the leash in my hand, Cinnamon happily sniffing the air and a bag with homemade cupcakes, I walked around the park looking for the spot where we met. I saw them on the grass playing with a ball and my heart started beating faster. I could feel the anxiety in the pit of my stomach and my knees getting weaker as I got near.

"Hi, guys!" I said trying to sound as good as possible.

Lando stopped in his tracks and looked at me. A huge smile appeared on his face. He looked good, his backwards cap and hoodie will forever be my favourite look on him.

"Hey, YN!" He stopped the ball with his feet and touched Toby's shoulder. Then he signalled me to wait for a second. Lando crunched down next to the kid and talked to him in a hushed voice. Toby nodded a couple of times and looked at me through the corner of his eye. Then he gave a hug to his dad and kissed his cheek. I could have melted then.

"Ok, come here Toby." Lando took his son's hand and I walked to them. Cinnamon, who had recognized Lando, was moving her tail and barking once in a while.

I looked nervously at Lando and he smiled.

"YN, he is my son Toby. Toby, she is YN. The girl I told you about."

I crunched down to say hi but Toby hid behind his dad's legs, nuzzling his face on Lando's trousers. I looked at Lando and Lando looked at me. This is what scared me, the boy not wanting to meet me.

"Toby, buddy. You just promised you would say hi" This was a different version of Lando. His voice and his posture were different, even the look in his eyes.

The little boy said no with his head and grabbed into Lando's clothes. I felt my heart sinking. Maybe it was too soon for this. I bit my lip.

"Toby?" I spoke softly, I didn't want to scare him or something.

And then I heard a little sniff. He was crying.

"No, Tob..." Lando was fast grabbing him into his arms and cuddling him to his chest. The boy circled his neck with his arms and sobbed on his neck.

I felt tears in my eyes too. I had made him cry.

"Toby. There's no need to cry. YN just want to be your friend." Lando looked at me and saw me also on the verge of tears. He gave me a pleading look as if asking me to not cry. "She is so nice. She even brought Cinnamon with her!"

He was slightly rocking the kid in his arms but he didn't move.

"Ok, just take your time, buddy." He sighed.

He sat on the grass still with Toby tightly cuddled on his chest like a little koala and patted the spot next to him to make me sit too. I did and then he leaned to give me a kiss, which I gladly accepted.

"He is just a bit shy". Lando said with a little smile and kissed the bo's hair. "But he will want to play with Cinnamon soon, right? Because Cinni is a really good girl and loves to play catch." He was looking at me with a smile and with eyes telling me to just follow him. "Right, YN? She loves to run around the backyard and play with kids". "She does. She even made me bring her favourite ball". I said with flushed cheeks. I had never been good at talking to kids.

Toby was not crying anymore. He wasn't moving either. He was sure listening to us talk.

"And her treats? Did you bring her treats to make her roll in the grass?" "Mhm, a bunch of them. We can try to see if she wants to give us a paw too." "I would love that, YN".

Slowly, Toby turned his head to me. His eyes were red and puffy and his cheeks were wet.

Lando looked at me and moved his eyebrows. I smiled. "Oh, were you hearing, Tob?"

He nodded and looked for Cinnamon with his eyes. The dog was laying at my feet glaring at other dogs.

Lando let the kid pull away from his chest until he was sitting on his lap. His green eyes were on the dog the whole time and he seemed to be thinking about what to do next.

Lando dried his tears with the sleeve of his hoodie. I couldn't stop looking at them. They looked so alike. Lando was super handsome and Toby was super cute, probably too tiny for his age. But so was Lando as a kid.

"Hey, do you want to play with Cinnamon?" He asked softly as he ruffled his son's curls a bit. Toby bit his finger and look at his dad, then at me for long seconds. I wasn't breathing. I felt that if I did, he would cry again. "Toby, if you want to play with Cinnamon you have to say hi to YN first, ok?"

Toby looked at Lando and nodded. Then he turned his head to me and I waited.

"Hello, YN"

He had the sweetest voice and the cutest accent.

"Hello, Toby. Nice to meet you" I said smiling.

"Can I play with Cinnamon, please?"

I gasped and looked at Lando. How a messy guy like him had raised such a polite boy like Toby?

Lando laughed a bit.

"Of course, you can, Toby." "Go and meet her, c'mon."

Lando said moving his legs a bit. Toby got up from there but grabbed his dad's hand. "Come with me" He muttered.

"It's okay, Toby. I'm right here."

"Cinni, come here. Toby wants to meet you" I pulled softly the leash and she got up.

Toby looked at her excitedly as she walked to sniff him. She was almost as tall as he was. Toby looked at me and then at Lando, you gave him a little pat on the back.

"Can I pet her?" He said with a little smile.

"Of course. Come here, Cinni. Sit" The dog sat between my legs and I reached tentatively. Toby let me grab his hand and pull it closer to the dog's head. "Like this, see?"

He nodded and imitated me, petting Cinnamon's head slowly. She was the happiest dog. "She loves belly rubs too". Lando said to his ear as if he was telling him a secret.

Toby looked at him and covered his mouth laughing. Okay, this was the cutest thing ever.

"Can I give her belly rubs?" "Yeah. Let's make her lay, ok?"

Toby smiled and watched patiently as I pulled the treats out of the bag.

"Here, say lay and then give her the treat" I left the treat on his hand and he did as I said.

"Cinnamon lay". He said with authority and a pointing finger.

Cinni obeyed and Toby let a tiny laugh out. But he didn't give her the treat, so she took it herself. Toby's tiny hand disappeared into the dog's mouth.

"Cinnamon!"

I had grabbed her and Lando had grabbed Toby, but as soon as we did, the kid started laughing and fell backwards. The dog was happily eating the treat and Toby couldn't even breathe because of how much he was laughing. And being Lando Norris' son, he laughed a lot. He even made us laugh.

"She...She... Cinni grabbed my whole hand! Dad!"

"Did she?" "Yes! She wanted the treat!"

Toby became best friends with Cinnamon then. As soon as I gave him the ball, he started throwing it at her, who gently played with the kid.

Lando and I were sitting together, shoulder against shoulder watching them.

"He is the cutest, Lando" I said after long minutes of silence.

"Sorry for that first impression. He gets overwhelmed quickly". "Don't worry, so do I. You have a couple of introverts in your hands".

He pulled my face to his and kissed me. A long deep kiss in which we showed each other love.

"Ew... Don't look, Cinni."

We broke apart laughing. Toby was covering his and Cinni's eyes.

"He is a bit of a clown too, you will see it". Lando said in a low voice.

"Like who?"

Lando rolled his eyes and I laughed.

"Tob! Come here, YN made cupcakes!!"

"Cupcakes?"

"You already have him, YN" Lando said smiling and I blushed.

He ran to us and sat in between our bodies.

"What do you say?" Lando said when I gave them the cupcakes.

Toby bit one enjoyed it and then looked at me. "Thank you, YN. It is desisious."

I laughed a bit and nudged him with my elbow.

"You are welcome, Toby."

"If you are nice, we will go to her house one day and make cupcakes. OK?"

Toby nodded.

I looked at Lando and he looked at me. We both smiled. It had gone good, great even.

When you were alone with Toby for the first time.

"Hi, sorry to call like this... I'm late and I was going to pick Toby up from school. But I won't be there on time. Are you busy?"

I felt something in the pit of my stomach. Toby and I were good friends now. We had been together a bunch of times. But thinking about what Lando was about to ask me made me nervous again. Like the first day.

"No, I was just reading." "Do you mind going to pick him up, please?"

I bit my lip. It was something that would happen sooner or later.

"No, don't worry. I will"

"Thank you". He said sighing. "Do you have the seat?" "Um, yes. In the garage" "I knew it was a good idea."

I laughed a bit. He had left an emergency car seat in my house just in case. And well, this was the case. I had also given him a key to my house, so yes. Things were getting serious now.

"I'll be there in a minute". "You saved me, YN. I love you. I'll call and tell them" "I love you too"

Soon I was at school. A good school outside the city. As I got in, I saw a woman waiting.

"You must be, YN" "Yes, that's me." "Welcome, Toby is waiting with me and Miss Smith."

I had to show them my ID before but as soon as Toby came out of the room he was waiting in, he smiled and say hi with his tiny hand. We were still a bit shy around the other.

"Hi, Toby" He turned around and looked at the teacher. I could hear him whisper.

"She is my dad's girlfriend and she is super nice"

The teacher and I smiled.

"Let's go home, okay?" I said. He came and grabbed my hand, making me smile.

We got in the car and I started driving. I put on some music and laughed when he started dancing.

"YN?" HE spoke for the first time when we had almost reached my neighbourhood.

"Yes?" "Is Cinni at your house?" "Of course, she got super excited when I told her you were coming"

The afternoon had gone so well. He had played in the backyard with Cinnamon, we had baked some cupcakes and now we were watching Cars. Lando should arrive soon, but Toby's eyes were heavy.

"Ey, Tob. You can't fall asleep now. Dad is almost here".

He looked at me and pouted.

"Can you wake me up when he arrives?"

"Oh, honey. You are really tired, aren't you?"

He nodded and crawled to me. I gasped as he laid his head on my lap. "Granny always touch my hair when I'm tired" I smiled. This was the closest he had ever gone. "Can you touch my hair please?"

"Of course, Toby"

He fell asleep quickly. And when Lando came, he was curled in my lap covered with a blanket.

"I can't believe what my eyes are watching".

I laughed a bit and lift my head so he could kiss me. "This is just so perfect" He said before giving a tiny kiss to me. "The poor boy was too tired. He couldn't keep his eyes open". "Thank you for taking care of him". "Hey, I love you, but I love Mini Norris too."

Lando let his head fall on my shoulder and hugged both of us. "Thank you"

Toby moved a bit and opened his eyes.

"Daddy?" "Yes baby, I'm here"

"I had so much fun with YN, today"

I felt my eyes picking with tears.

"Did you?"

"She is so nice"

"She is"

It was as if Toby had forgotten I was there.

"I love her so much. And Cinni too"

Lando looked up at me with a surprised look on his face.

"I love her a lot too"

I smiled and kissed him softly on the lips.

Toby nuzzled then his head on my neck and sighed. We heard a little yawn and the kid got comfortable again with his for limbs around me.

Lando caressed his hair and kissed the top of his head.

"Are you okay with all of this?" He said once Toby was asleep again.

I nodded with a tiny smile.

"So... You want to go from Dad's girlfriend to stepmum?"

"As if I was the villain in a Disney movie?"

"But nicer" He said leaning to kiss me again.

"I think I can get used to it".

I loved Lando with my whole heart and Toby too. He was such and special kid, he had his Dad's personality but also had something they made him shine on his own. Even though I had been so scared at the beginning, it was now something easy. I couldn't just not love him.

"Thank you for let me be a part of this"

I said hugging Lando from his back as he tucked Toby in my guest's room bed.

"I wanted you here from the first moment."

He whispered.

I smiled and kissed his shoulder.

"What's the next step?"

"First race or moving together. The three of us. The one you feel more comfortable with".

He twisted on my arms and hugged my shoulders.

"I'm in for any of them."

"I love you so much, YN"

Mini Norris Pt 2 here

#lando norris #Ln #Fluff #Fic #f1 fic #i got carried away with this one #dad!driver

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pennylanefics · 11 months

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3 & 29

josh kiszka please

3. “Can you please come and get me?”

29. “I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you.”

tonight, there was this huge party that your friends were dragging you to. parties were never your thing, but one of them was celebrating her birthday, so you were kind of expected to go and be there for her.

deep down, you knew you were going to need an excuse to get out of here early, and you had one in mind already; it was just a matter of time before you were calling him.

but, you tried to pull through for your friend. the party was at some bar in nashville, and it was extremely crowded, with it being a friday night and all. you ended up losing most of your friends early on, occasionally running into them every now and then, but you spent most of your time at the bar, watching whatever baseball game was on the large tvs.

at some point in the night, the noise, the temperature, the idea of being surrounded by so many people, a lot of things were starting to get to you and make you feel very claustrophobic. looking around, you try and find your friends, but are unsuccessful.

groaning, you get up and try to make your way out of the bar, knocking into people’s shoulders, quickly apologizing as you accidentally step on people’s feet. finally, you feel the cool night air hit your face, and you breathe deeply.

grabbing your phone from your clutch, you find the contact that you had in mind all night. it rings for a bit as you pace along the side of the wall, and you don’t even realize that the person who answers isn’t the exact person you called.

“hello?”

“jake, hey! um, i’m sorry to bother so late at nightbut i was wondering…can you please come and get me? i’m at a bar downtown and all my friends are gone and i just want to leave.”

“uh,” the voice chuckles a little. “this is josh.” your eyebrows furrow in confusion and you pull your phone back to make sure you called jake. sure enough, you did.

“oh…is he there? i know i called his number,” you try and understand why he was answering his brother’s phone.

“he left his phone at my place but hasn’t realized it yet.”

“oh. um, okay then, i’m sorry to bother you, i’ll-”

“no no no, i’ll come pick you up, it’s alright.” you are stunned silent for a moment.

you and josh had met maybe once or twice, as you are friends with jake, but you two weren’t super close. you’ve had two conversations at most, so for him to offer to come get you, it meant a lot.

“a-are you sure?” you double check, biting your lip. you hear a bit of rustling on his end before he speaks again.

“yeah, i’m on my way right now. just stay put, alright?” with that, he hangs up and you lean against the wall, not sure how long he’d be.

although within fifteen minutes, josh was parking in front of you, after he asked which bar you were at, and he hopped out of the car. he opens the passenger door for you and helps you in. as you buckle up, he hops back in the driver’s seat and carefully drives off down the street.

“you want to give me directions to your place?” he asks. looking over at him, you shyly smile.

“um, well i was going to ask to stay with jake for the night because my roommate is gone for the night and i forgot my keys. so, uh, would it be possible to stay with you?”

“of course,” he grins in return, driving the familiar route back to his place a bit of ways away from the heart of downtown.

the rest of the drive is quiet, and when he finally pulls into his drive way, you stay put, not even undoing your seat belt. josh gazes over at you with a concerned expression.

“what’s on your mind?” he wonders with a soft voice.

“why did you come and get me? you could’ve said no.” you wonder, keeping your eyes on your lap. “it’s…very generous.” he sighs in response and turns his body a bit towards you.

“I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you. you sounded a bit scared and uncomfortable, i thought something had happened.”

“nothing happened, i was very uncomfortable and wanted to leave. everything was getting too much for me.”

“see, and that’s why i wanted to come get you. i knew SOMETHING was wrong, and yeah, we’ve not spoken much, but i wasn’t going to leave you there alone.” you smile at him and reach for his hand, which he gladly accepts.

“thank you, josh.”

“you’re very welcome, (y/n). now, why don’t we head inside and have ourselves a little movie night?”

#i got carried away with this one #gvf blurb event #jmk

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potionpeddlerpatchy · 6 months

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Good morning dear Patchy!

It's nice to stumble into your little shop on this fine October day~

Been looking around and that Demon Slayer book of old has really caught my eye. Would you mind too terribly to part with it?

Well, good morning to yourself my dear Yezi! I am so happy to finally see you within my little shop after our fateful meeting; especially now as I have plenty of items to give away to curious people like you. I am grateful you wished to partake! 💛

I also see you were comfortable enough to rummage through all I had already. I always hope the patrons who enter my store feel that same sense of ease to do the same as you did. More than happy to part with that book, my friend, especially if it has caught your eye as it did.

And well, we have all morning, so why not sit and read for a little bit? 🔮

You shuddered as the wind howled around you, chilling you in its ruthless hold as rain splattered across your skin. It was truly not your idea to be riding out in a hailing thunderstorm that showed no mercy to whoever traveled, be it rich or poor, but the guilt that gnawed at you gave you the courage to continue forward. With each ragged breath, one that ravaged your throat and left remnants of pain, all you could focus on was getting to the castle that once held you prisoner.

After all, even a beast could so compassion, could show mercy, could showcase a level of tenderness never thought possible. To be humane, even in the most inhumane environment possible.

Even a beast could love.

And you would never forgive yourself if you stood idly by and allowed those who let fear run through their veins, the same kind of fear that makes a wounded animal lash out and attack, to find him and take his life away. To lead said beast to slaughter simply because he allowed you to go home and be with your father. You couldn’t.

You shook the water that had accumulated upon you lashed, that has forced them to droop and obscure your vision, and urged your steed to run to even faster. You had to get the mob, and to the man who congregated and led them, before the reached their destination. And sadly, the ground you had to cover to reach them was much too great for your comfort. Though, when you saw the silhouette of the castle your body slumped forward, tension leaving your shoulders for a moment, in relief as you regarded the almost run-down palace like an old friend. It almost made you laugh when that feeling overcame you. For when you the same view months previous you did not have the same warm comfort as you did then.

No, back then it was dread that filled you when you slowly approached the dark gates that surrounding the land. How unwelcoming, almost threatening, everything looked – a clear sign to you, and anyone in your position, that you were not welcomed here. But you knew your father was there, you had to help him, for who knows how sick he must be without your care?

He was always sickly, your father. In his aging years his body seemed to turn against him in some fashion. That was why you stayed at home, so you could care for him; a task easier said than done given his energetic nature. He was never one to sit and allow the world to pass him by. Why is why, despite your pleading otherwise, he had taken it upon himself to go to the next town over to participate in a fair being held. To see if he could sell some of his homemade trinkets and furniture. But he never wrote to you once he arrived. When a week had gone and passed, you grew even more concerned; and when his horse came back without him, you took it upon yourself to jump upon its back and thus set off to find him.

You were sure he got turned around at night, chose the wrong path when two choices appeared. So, you did the same when the option came; given how your beloved horse wanted to do otherwise, you knew it was the right path.

It led you to where you are now. To a castle of grand nature, on you were sure held a lot of beauty and charm, but had been neglected for years and thus seemed unwelcoming of anyone who came to see it. You heard your fathers cries, and when you found him locked away you did all you could to break the locks and set him free. Though, you were stopped by a thundering voice asking you what you were doing.

“W-who are you!” You called out, eyes struggle in the dim light to make the man who loomed over you in the shadows.

“I am the master of this castle.” He deep voice sent a shiver down you spine as it rumbled forth. “And now I ask who you are.”

“I’ve come here for my father! Please let him out! Can't you see he's sick?” You pleaded, tugging on the iron that separated the pair of you. “Please he could die! I’ll give you whatever you want, just let him out!”

“Then he shouldn’t have trespassed!” He growled out, his frame growing as he stood taller “There is nothing you can do for him now, you can beg for his release all you want but it will not be done. He is my prisoner!”

You remembered in that moment the choices set upon you, to run and leave your father to die or for you to take his place so he may get the help he needed. As your heart pounded in your chest you cried out how you would take his place, that you would stay here forever if it meant his freedom.

The man took you up on it, throwing your father into and enchanted carriage and allow him to go back to your village. Your relief of his safety was short lived when you finally saw him in the dim light of the moon. It was not a man you had made a deal with, but rather a hideous beat covered in grey fur, almost the colour of snow; with horns, a tail, and claws you were sure could rip through anything if the scars along his body were any indication of the power their wielded.

But you had made a deal, and you were to keep you word – at least for now. Swallowing your fear, you squared your shoulders and gave him your name, trying to keep the tremble out of you voice as you spoke. He only replied with one word back before motioning you to follow him to where you would stay.

Sanemi.

That was his name, the servants of the castle would tell you as they informed you of all that had befallen them. How they were cured and the forgotten, doomed to spend the rest of their days trapped in a place that was no longer home, in forms no longer their bodies.

You felt a sense of pity for all of them, even the master of the estate, though it took you a long time finally allow your guard to come down and to see them all in a light different than the one your first casted; especially to Sanemi. How you tried in vain to escape, to throw yourself in the throws of danger just for a taste of freedom, for death seemed a better option that staying within a castle you were frightened of.

But he always saved you, always came to your aide whenever you were attacked, bruised, or beaten by whatever worse creatures that lurked in the forest around you. He always ensured you the best care, for it became clear to you that he simple wanted a companion rather than a prisoner. That even if it meant caring for someone who would never do anything in kind, he would do it for even a sliver of your kindness.

It took you months to do so, to open up to him and allow yourself to try and enjoy his company, but once you did you could not help but find yourself happy to wake in the grand room given to you. To eat meals with him, to enjoy the plethora of books in his library, to enjoy some evening tea, and to walk along the castle gardens – ones he decided to upkeep once more for your enjoyment – with him.

You grew fond of him, of the man he used to be that was hidden away in the form of the beast, and he in turn grew to love you unconditionally. So much so, that Sanemi did not even hesitate to allow you to leave him, to condemn him to a life of solitary once more, if it meant your happiness. Thus, he sent you away to be with your father.

When you returned, however, you were met with mod who had imprisoned your father for insanity due to his tales of the beastly man he had met and were now out to kill him and destroy the castle for good. At first you could not fathom why they would take such cruel and dramatic measures, but when the man you had refused to marry lead the charge, you got your answer. Out of desperation and jealousy, this man wanted to destroy all you had enjoyed and loved to ensure your had; turning into the beast you once thought Sanemi was.

That was why you had to get to him first, to prevent his death and to spare those lived in the home you grew fond of. Disembarking off your horse you scrambled, feet sliding along the wet cobble stone, to find Sanemi and try and make all this right. You ran through the estate, calling out his name in hopes of a response.

You finally found him atop of the balcony of his room, a place once forbidden to you, struggling against an attack from the man from your village. You did not hesitate, much like when you first arrived here, to throw yourself into the dangers before you – to try and give your life for another.

But it was too late.

The man had struck Sanemi’s chest with a broken arrow, wounding him and causing his to fall to the ground in a defeated heap. Though he could celebrate his victory for long, as the slick marble of the balcony’s ledge caused him to trip and stumble back and fall the long way down. But his life didn’t matter, not to you anyway, as you stumbled and threw yourself atop of Sanemi and wept.

“Please, please don’t go!” You cried into his coarse fur “I don’t want to go, I need you here with me! I-I… I love you, Sanemi!”

After you quite, muttered admittance to your true feelings, you felt his body move before a blinding light overcame his form. You stumbled back as you watched with bated breath and awe-struck confusion as his body was lifted into the air and slowly his form shifted and grew smaller. What was once a beast now seemed to be a man as he was lowered back down upon his feet.

You were frozen as you awaited to finally see the man who was hidden beneath the mast of a beast, the one you had found to love, for the first time; waiting for the blinding light of the enchantment put upon him to go away before throwing yourself into his arms.

It seemed forever before the light faded, and finally you got to see him. His hair that match the white fur you had touched so many times, his face….! ~

You jolted as a hand covered up the words you were so invested into reading, stopping the enchantment you seemed to be under – one that made all of it seem real – as you blinked up at the offender. It was merely the peddler who allowed you to take the book you held within your hands; free of charge. You watched as the corners of her mouth moved into a kind smile as she removed her hand from the written work.

“Apologies for interrupting” She spoke, voice soft and soothing almost as if to fend of any wrath you may hold for her “But my shop is now closed for the night.”

“Night?” You questioned, eyes now darting around the room to find a window to confirm her accusation, to which you did “Have I really been here that long?”

“Afraid so!” She chuckled, “Suppose you found that book to be really good, hm?”

Apologies again for causing your strife in ending your reading session just as you got to the end! As much as I wanted to allow you the chance to finally be with him, as you seemed quite fond of him, I desperately needed to close so I may rest.

Though, I can promise you shall see him soon. Though I suspect without such a beastly enchantment upon him🔮

I do hope you wish to keep what you found, for all 'sales' are final

#i got carried away with this one #wrote WAY more than I planned #guess I just really wanted to write this fairytale for Demon Slayer #but I digress!#i do hope you like this for I had a lot of fun writing it 💛#🔮.the peddler's one year event #demon slayer #sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi x reader

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fabledivine · 9 months

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and! we're! still! oc-ifying! those! downsiders!

#mine #oc: tisiphone #ocs #downside #cedar originals #i got carried away with this one #clearly #some of the anatomy might be a bit off but thats ok

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anenlightenedwriter · 7 months

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Hidden in the depths of the dark, dreary tomb A forlorn soul, dwells within his doom Meant to live in this eternal horrid darkness The punishment of searching for more when he had less There he lives in this place where he was banished Forever stuck in this perpetual anguish This endless life in this closed tomb As dark as the shadow of his mother’s womb How much he longed for that lost warmth As gone as the beating of his sister’s heart There he sat by the ivory pillar tall Remembering the terror of his untimely fall The young little child he came to love His dearest sister, a small, joyful dove Yet the world was cruel for his own kind Resolved to take the young soul from his side And in an act of revolt to protect what he had left A revolution was born, by those who too, were bereft Yet a traitorous scoundrel, lied within their midst The silver tongued bastard, gave their enemies a list From their kin they were seized away from their home Marched to the dungeons and there they were thrown The cries of the child still echoes within his ears The sobs of the little girl still brings him to tears To his knees he was brought, to the wall he was chained Before his very eyes, his little sister was maimed He cried out ‘You cruel bastards! She’s only aged half of a dozen!’ Though he knew they’d never care if she was a babe or aged ten So he watched, thrashing against his restraints, unable to fight As he watched the shadow of death devour the girl’s light This life like the dewdrops in the morning, evanescent This short amount of time was what the fates had lent.

#poetry #poem #original poem #I am now very upset with myself #how dare i #i got carried away with this one

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kesia-stupid-arts · 1 year

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Maxwell ❤

Jack Carter would later find out his brother was alive but now is known as "Maxwell", though shortly after, he would hear the news about the San Francisco Earthquake. The news would say that "Maxwell" and his assistant Charlie's bodies were not found, are presumably dead, so Jack thinks Maxwell is dead for good.

#dst #dont starve #dst maxwell #dst jack carter #headcannon #i got carried away with this one #i think about jack a lot lmao #dst charlie

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dravania · 1 year

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Fluffvember, Day 1: First Kiss

Pairing: Thancred & Ahru (ffxiv wolcred) Word Count: 1,571 Warning: idk alcohol use? two stupid infatuated idiots? AO3 Link

Joining the Scions had been a bit of a no-brainer. Ahru was looking for work, answers, and the person offering her both was Thancred of all people. They’d spent more than a few nights at the Quicksand since their reunion under the Sultantree that fateful day. Reminiscing over their misspent youths in Limsa Lominsa, touching faintly on where their paths had taken them after his sudden departure, and both of them tip-toeing around saying too much about what they’d done in more recent years.

It was almost difficult at times to reconcile the handsome, charming man she shared drinks with to the guarded, stubborn, dirt-smeared boy from the docks. Nowadays it seemed plenty of folks around Ul’dah’s taverns knew him very well, and he had a quip or compliment for each of them.

“Gods, but you were insufferable,” he had chuckled one night as he sloshed the ale in his cup around, “Like a beam of sunlight, the one that’s always aiming right for your eyes.”

“Better that than a storm cloud, glowering around and grumpy everywhere he sulks,” she teased with a toothy grin, and he shook his head at her, smirking before he took the drink.

She’d have been lying if she said she wasn’t interested, and with how close they often found themselves once several cups had been emptied, he was giving her the distinct impression he felt the same. Their hands would touch, a brush against the arm or even the face, light and testing, ‘innocent’, but only at a glance. Though surely, anyone who saw them would have thought anything but.

Yet at the heart of those little touches was a sentiment neither of them would ponder too deeply just yet. The looks in their eyes betrayed them though, perhaps not some heart-pounding discovery, but a gentle, fond recognition of: ‘There you are’, and ‘It’s really you, isn’t it?’

She was curious, how much of all this levity was surface-level. If she got her nails in him, would she find the storm clouds underneath? One way or another didn’t matter so much to her, not now. She wasn’t exactly a beam of sunlight beneath the grins and guffaws after all.

Now, however, they were colleagues, and she wasn’t entirely sure if that was a death knell for… whatever it was they had going on between them. She’d met the others, and been given her first assignment, but it’d be a few days yet before they set out.

When all was said and done, she hadn’t joined the Scions just to get close to him again. That was more of an added benefit. She wanted to better understand these visions, what the Crystal had beckoned her to do, what… any of it meant. She’d be happy though, if it also meant she got to have an old friend back. And if there was more? Well... she wouldn't argue with that either.

“There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you.”

Speak of the devil. Or ‘think’, in this case.

Ahru’s ears perked up at the sound of his voice; even when he’d been into a few cups she noticed how quiet his footsteps were. Sat at the end of a corridor in the Waking Sands atop some storage crates she looked up at him from her own cup. She smiled as she cast a glance past him, to the plain view of the relatively open hall before glancing back to him, silently suggesting: ‘It wouldn’t have been that difficult to find me.’

But instead she simply said: “It looks like you’ve found me.”

He glanced back the way she'd looked, and then to her again, shrugging as he hopped up to sit beside her.

“So I have,” he sighed, setting his cup back on the crate behind him before leaning back on his palms. Quiet for just a moment, he turned his head to look at her and ask: “How do you like it?”

Her brows lifted, tail swishing slowly at her side. She could only assume he meant… here. The Waking Sands. The Scions. Not like she’d been here long enough to really form much of an opinion. Feeling a bit ashamed she lowered her gaze back to her cup.

“It’s… kind of a lot,” she admitted quietly. It wasn’t just the drink that made her feel like she could be a bit more brave, and a lot more honest. They may have tip-toed around the ugly spots, but both of them had some inkling of where the other had been in these long years. There was no judgment between them, and she took comfort in that.

“But I think… I’d like to get used to it,” she continued, looking up at the wall across from her as she sat her cup aside, before slowly shifting her gaze back to him. “It seems like good work.” The emphasis placed on ‘good’. Not just another good paying job, but work that did good. It was almost a little hard to imagine herself in a place like this, after where she’d come from.

“You’ll fit in just fine,” he chuckled, and she wondered if he was recalling the little girl who brought him warm honey muffins and the fresh fish she’d caught. That girl, yes, would have been a good fit here.

Reaching his hand up he patted it against the top of her head in a soft, slow, reassuring gesture. A pat on the shoulder might have sufficed, but she smiled and closed her eyes a moment, indeed reassured by it. When was the last time anyone had offered her such a kind touch? Let alone one so comfortably welcomed.

“Ahru,” his voice was quiet and a little strange, pulling her, blinking quickly, from that momentary reprieve. She lifted her gaze again to meet him, finding him much closer now, enough to stop her breath for an instant.

“I’m glad you’re here. Truly,” he said softly, not so much that she had to focus clearly to hear what he was saying, but certainly in a way that drew her in to the detriment of the world around them.

“So am I,” she managed, struggling slightly with this breathless, heart-racing anticipation that in many ways both was, and was not, familiar to her. She was hardly ‘inexperienced’, but at this moment she felt like she very well may have been. Did he feel it too? That, and this insatiable tug between them, daring them to defy the space that remained.

His hand had slipped down to the side of her face now, brushing her hair back as he dipped in closer still. Eyes low, they flitted up to hers as if to ask one final time: ‘Is this all right?’ The same way they had a dozen times before now, with each subtly stolen touch.

She let her eyes drift shut and answered him, as always, with a touch of her own.

The warmth of his lips seemed to her as familiar as his eyes had been, though she’d never known them half as well. Save, perhaps, by sight, for how many times she’d found herself glancing at them in the low light of the Quicksand. The liquor on both their tongues was a fitting mix of bitter and sweet; enough to soften their inhibitions maybe, but not enough for either to question their clarity.

But certainly enough to fuel their fervor. What had started as soft and a little tentative gradually deepened, as warmth kindled low in her gut. Soon enough his other hand crossed over to her opposite side to angle them closer, and both her hands were on him, at shoulder and chest, gripping the fabric of his clothes to keep him closer.

What had deepened then began to quickly grow feverish -his hand was in her hair now, one of hers sliding up beneath his shirt. It wasn’t until they heard a shout from the far room at the other end of the hall that breathless, they both nearly jumped away. With wide-eyes they looked at each other as if they’d nearly been caught doing something they shouldn’t have. Yet their hands lingered on each other, far more chastely than they had been a moment before, but still unwilling to let go.

Slowly, in unison, they both turned their heads towards the far room, where the other Scions were drinking and laughing behind the closed doors. The shout had been followed by laughter, and it didn’t look as if anyone was coming out just yet.

“Should we…?” she started to say in a whisper, but her words soon enough trailed off, not knowing how to end the question. ‘Go back and join the others?’ It was technically supposed to be a little welcome party for her, though it did seem they were managing just fine on their own.

“Find some place a little more private?” The other option that hung on her tongue he seemed to have found for her, looking at her with a smirk that could have been ‘playful’ or ‘inviting’. Depending on how she answered, he’d spin it either way.

Really, what other answer was there?

Shifting her gaze she hummed quietly to herself, before hopping up from the crate with a grin and taking him by the hand. “I trust you know just the spot around here.”

“My darling,” he chuckled, happy to lead on, “I’ll show you several.”

#writing: the unending journey #ahru hiraeth #npc: thancred waters #ship: gunmetal bones & wolf's teeth #safe harbor #fluffvember #i got carried away with this one #i say #but i knew exactly what i was doing #we'll see if i can catch up but i'm nanowrimo'ing also

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almondpiglet · 1 month

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Serizawa carrying Reigen!

thirty year old salaryman carries twenty nine year old boss cuz they arent gay!!!

#eheh um yea i got a bit carried away with these??#cuz this is one of my favorite serirei tropes lmaoo #i have a lot of seri carrying reigen stuff in the lot too... yes i realize i have a problem #ah thank you for the request i had a lotta fun!#mp100 #my art #mob psycho 100 #serizawa katsuya #reigen arataka #serirei

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minxinq · 1 month

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nessun dorma

#doodles i got carried away with #my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #wlw #lesbian #sapphic #kafka #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr kafka #kafka honkai star rail #hsr fanart #star rail #star rail fanart #3 arts in one post call that a full course meal!!!#enjoy because im going into hybernation for at least a week

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solroskajan · 1 month

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I couldn't run from the vuzi thoughts any longer sorry.

#in my defense they have haunted me since the beginning #I have been thinking a lot about V lately #i have 50 alternate timelines in my head #Vuzi #murder drones #serial designation v #uzi doorman #I got carried away with the first one oops #have I been freed or will I have to draw them 20 more times? no idea

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For thirsty thursday I was thinking about this: all the drivers and you were playing truth or dare in someone’s from the group apartment in Monaco, you all were drinking bc there wasn’t race this week and someone dares you after a while to make a strip tease to pierre or mick, so you do it

Thirsty Thursday.

It's obviously Daniel who suggest it. He may be in his thirty but he feels still like a teen. So yeah, truth or dare.

The first time the bottle turns, it falls on Mick.

"Truth or Dare"

"Truth he answers."

"Well, Micky." Daniel starts. "When did you see your first strip tease?"

And he blushes like mad because he is in front of a bunch of dudes (and you) and he is going to admit the most embarrassing thing.

"I've never..."

And Daniel gasps in the most dramatic way. "Why did you not take him Seb?"

"Shut up"

You touch Mick's hand. "It's fine" You gave him a sweet smile and he blushes even more.

Some time later and when you are all slightly tipsy, the bottle falls in you. Esteban has a cheeky smile.

"What?"

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare"

"Make a strip tease to Mick"

Everyone gasps because it's the boldest dare proposed in the night.

You look at Mick, who is panicking.

"No, no, you don't need to. What the fuck are you doing Esti?" HE seems so nervous.

"Mick"

You have a plan.

The blondie looks at you.

"What?"

"Come with me. If you want to of course"

He nods because he doesn't want to offend you or make you look bad in front of the others but he also has a plan.

You get up and grab his hand, leaving the living room with lots of noise from the others. "They are like fucking monkeys" YOu groan, which makes Mick relax a bit.

You both get inside Charles' bedroom.

"Fine, we'll tell them I have-"

"You don't have to, we will-"

You both cut the other saying almost the same. It makes you giggle.

"YN, you really don't have to. Esteban must be drunk or something"

You bit your lip. Do you want to get naked in front of Mick? Yes. Why not?

"Do you want to?"

He blushes and says no with his head. But you can see how it's clearly a yes.

"Okay, sit down, Schumacher."

"YN"

"Mick. Look me in the eyes and tell me if you want me to do it or not. And don't lie"

You can see him swallowing.

"I want to"

"Sit down, then"

He sits there and is more nervous than he has ever been. Then you set the music.

And as you walk to him, put his legs apart with your feet and touch his face. You smile when his breath hitches in his throat.

Slowly and showing your best moves, you start with your shit. Button per button, you slowly reveal more and more of your chest dressed in nice lingerie. And he can't take his eyes off you. He is mesmerized

"You can touch, Mick" You say in the sexiest voice he's ever heard.

And he does, he slowly drags his fingers up your thighs to the edge of your shorts, which makes you shiver. But you have a show to give so you try to ignore it.

The room is getting hotter and hotter and by the time your shirt falls to the ground you have forgotten about the others in the living room. And so has Mick, he can't tear his eyes from you. He can't decide if he wants to look into your eyes, your chest, your lips moving as you softly sing the song... It is too much and his jeans are already tight.

And then you turn around and he can have a perfect view of your ass.

When you pull them down and he sees you almost naked, he feels the need to do something. He leans and grabs your hips, leaving a kiss on your back that slowly becomes a whole trail of saliva way down to your hip, where he feels brave enough to bite. You whine and grab his hands. Keeping them on you, you turn and now Mick does the same from the valley between your breasts to your lower abdomen. It feels so nice, but you are a tease.

Slowly, you push him so he is lying and take your bra off. HE gasps and reaches to your breasts, but you catch him on his way.

"uh huh"

"What?"

"My dare is completed" You whisper as you lean over his lips, making sure to press your chest against his. His hands fall and grab handfuls of your ass. "I believe Esteban dared me to give you a strip tease." You bite his lip and pull before jumping off his lap.

He is astounded. He can't believe you. But he is so turned on and so hooked. He needs to have you now.

"Are you leaving me like this?"

You are already dressing when he points at the hard-on on his trousers.

"Well, dare me to fuck you and I will"

With that, you leave the room.

The boys don't believe you until some time later, Mick comes out of the room. He is so shaken, flustered and still half hard, which makes everyone laugh.

The night goes on and the bottle falls on you.

"Well, well, YN" He says smirking.

"Tell me"

"Truth or Dare"

"Dare" You answer smirking.

#i got carried away with this one #mick schumacher #ms #smut #thirsty thursday

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