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lunarifie · 2 years

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Hollow Fantasy AU I’ve had in mind:

(Kaidam can be seen as platonic or romantic but honestly any ship works here)

part 2

Kai was basically raised in a very religious, closed off, secluded village. He was adopted by his parents. Eventually, he accidentally showed his pyrokinesis powers at the age of 11 and his parents rush him to the pastor. Immediately seen as the devil, things get out of hand and under the stress, Kai’s pupils dilate, his nails sharpen, and small studs sprout from his forehead. He’s locked under the church with chains until Davis comes to save him. Someone discovers them and they run from the village and through the woods, followed by pitchforks and torches. Eventually they reach a cliff and Davis urges Kai to fly away with his fire abilities. Under the pressure, more dragon-like features appear, his horns begin to form and scales protrude from his cheeks and forearms. Eventually Davis runs back to distract the mob, saying one last goodbye to Kai. Kai ignites his hands and leaps off the cliff, stumbling at first, but in that exact moment, his wings tear through his clothing. He flies over the ocean for a day, exhaustion seeping through his bones. Eventually he falls, crashing into the ocean, all his dragon features retracting.

Mira, is your typical water nymph. Though instead of being connected to a pond or lake. She’s connected to the sea. She was adopted by her fathers who live by the shores. Mira, swimming far off, finds Kai. She isn’t too put off, known by the kingdom for the amount of drowning people she’s saved. She creates an air bubble around his head but he stays unconscious. She takes him back to the shores where she finds Adam waiting for her. Startled by the boy she’s holding, helps her carry him to land, where Mira extracts the water clogging the red-heads airway. Kai gasps, coughing as his blurry vision focuses. Questions are asked, Kai doesn’t say much of what happened, other than he ran away from home. Words are spoken and the three slowly become acquaintances. Kai doesn’t say a word of his fire powers until they walk away from the shores and deeper into the kingdom. Adam and Mira see Kai eye boggling the kingdom and start explaining things. Eventually Kai asks the question on his mind, pointing out the multiple people using magic. Adam explains how this kingdom was one of the most high ranking ones, famous for their trades, magic remedies, and how they’re accepting of magic abilities and creatures. With this revelation, Kai hesitantly shows his pyrokinesis powers, earning looks of awe. After learning that Kai was new to these powers, they offer to introduce him to their friend Reeve. Who was learning magic from the royal families personal mage, his grandmother, and could teach Kai a thing or two.

After a quick tour of the kingdom, Mira and Adam finally notice the injuries Kai sustained. Kai brushes it off and says its fine but Mira and Adam insist on helping him. Adam and Mira speak in hushed whispers, before turning back to Kai, after a slow process of explaining, its revealed that Adams the prince. A soon to be king. He invites Kai to stay at the palace so he can heal, thats also where they can find the mage and Reeve. Kai reluctantly agrees, already taken aback by the fact that this person he met was royalty and how different everything was from his secluded village. They reach the palace and Mira bids the two boys goodbye, going back to her own home. Adam immediately brings Kai to the medic and later introduces him to his parents asking permission to have him stay awhile. With approval, he introduces Kai to Reeve, who is in his study with his grandmother, learning to be the next royal families mage. They exchange words and Adam leaves the three be, returning to his princely duties, or as he calls it ‘training’. Which Reeve teases him about. Kai and Reeve become quick friends and have fun learning magic from the elderly woman. Adam comes back to bring Kai to the boys new sleeping chambers. Kai rests better than he’s ever rested in his life.

A few days pass as Kai becomes acquainted with his three new friends, also meeting Mira’s side friend, Skeet, who she hangs out with sometimes. That is until Adam brings Mira and Reeve to Kai’s sleeping chambers to wake him up in the middle of the night. They sneak throughout the castle, sliding against portrait covered walls and reaching a dome-like room. Adam asks Kai to light the wall torches covering the room and Kai does so. Suddenly they are faced with tall glass shard murals. Arranged in a way to show pictures and paintings. Reeve and Mira start to get excited, asking Adam if this was the whispered prophecy that has become butchered with its retellings all around the kingdom. Adam nods, explaining the actual version. ‘Long ago, The Hollow, Adams families kingdom had an ancient artifact called The Ishibo. (The mural shows a glowing purple stick placed upright in a stone placement, surrounded in a beautiful garden.) It made the crops grow healthier, it aided them in wars, it created a forcefield around the kingdom and protected them from dangers. (The mural shows this all) They prospered with it. That was until a weird strange man and a dragon terrorized the kingdom and stole it. (The mural shows a man riding a dragon and burning the kingdom to the ground.) They’ve been getting by ever since, but yearn for what is rightfully theirs. The prophecy claims that the tenth prince, which is Adam. Will leave the kingdom at the age of 16, sought out the dragon, and slay it. Bringing back its head and the Ishibo. (The mural shows a man dressed in armor standing before an exaggerated dragon-like beast. After, entering the kingdom and holding its head triumphantly along with the Ishibo.)’ 12 year old Adam finishes the retelling of the story and points to the prince holding the dragons head in the mural. Claiming that’ll be him in the future with determination.

Kai takes a step back, eyes wide, still staring at the glass prince holding the dragon head and then towards the prince standing off against the dragon. Eyes darting back and forth between the two murals fearfully. His panic goes unnoticed as Mira, Reeve, and Adam talk about the prophecy. Kai’s breathing picks up pace as not-so-long-ago memories flash through his mind. Of his sharp talons, his dilated eyes, the horns protruding from his head, and the wings that burst from his back. Suddenly, Adam asks if Kai’s okay. Adam retracts his hand when he brings it up consolingly, only for Kai to flinch away. Mira and Reeve notice too, shooting him concerned looks. Kai swallows, reassuring them that he’s fine and congratulates Adam on his huge honor of being the chosen hero. Adam nods proudly, thanking Kai. Adam and Kai walk Reeve and Mira back to the front of the palace so they can return to their homes. Adam walks Kai back to his room, once again asking Kai if he’s alright since the talkative red-head hadn’t said a word. Kai once again reassures him and closes the door to his sleeping chambers. A sleeping chamber which he does not sleep in for the rest of the night.

Two days pass and Kai’s quieter then he’s ever been, not contributing as much in his and Reeves lessons with the mage. And not hanging out with Mira and Adam as much. Just keeping himself locked in his room. Adams parents, the queen and king begin to wonder if they should start looking for a home for the boy. They don’t have to wonder any longer. On the second night of Kai’s muteness, he picks up a messenger bag filled with trinkets/mechanical items he’s collected, necessary clothes, and rations. He folds the note he wrote. And exits his room quietly, igniting a small flame on his finger to light his way, extinguishing it a few times when he hears the clanking footsteps of guards. He sneaks into his friends room and leaves the note by his bedside. Before finally leaving the palace. He rushes through the kingdom with his bag, growing faster in speed as tears prick his eyes. He wanted to stay so badly. In a place he could finally call home. In a place he finally felt safe in. But even if he stayed and hid what kind of thing he was. It’d eventually come to light. And everything would be his fault. Everyone would finally see the kind of demon he was. His emotions grow along with his distress, making his dragon features resurface. He reaches the forest, not stopping for a second the deeper he went. His pace slows when his exhaustion increases. His now pointed ears perk up when he hears a rustle. He stops to pause, which is exactly what they wanted. A net shoots out from the darkness and wraps around Kai. He yelps before hissing on instinct. Another net shoots out and big muscular minotaur figures, covered head to toe in animal skins come out from the shadows. One orders another to hold Kai down. Kai writhes in the nets, his breathing coming out ragged as his pupils grow thinner. More scales escape his flesh and a tail grows from him along with his wings. The minotaurs praise themselves for their rare find and shove the half-dragon into their jail cart. Locking the bar doors shut and throwing a sheet over it. They jump into their wagon and drag the prison, along with the dragon, away.

Mira exits the ocean the next day after her routinely morning swim. She wringes her hair of water, only to look up and see Adam and Reeve running at her in full sprint, feet hitting the sandy shore. Her face opens in concern and waits for them to reach her. Adam and Reeve try to speak through heavy breathing and wheezes, hands on their knees to steady themselves. Adam gives up in trying to speak coherent words and hands Mira the note clenched tightly in his hand. She reads the carefully written note. She reads as Kai thanks them, as he thanks Mira for saving him, for Adam taking him in, for Reeve helping him control his magic. And she reads as he apologizes, for who he is, and for leaving. Never explaining what he is, and why he’s leavings. Adam takes one more deep breathe before speaking. “I checked his room, he’s gone. Kai ran away.”

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moon-rivr · 4 months

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little nurse part two

pairing: miguel o’hara x fem nurse reader

contents: oral (f and m receiving), face sitting, use of vibrator, incorrect use of webbing, and p in v

author’s note: sorry this took me so long to get out but i hope you all enjoy this part :)

word count: 5.3k

little nurse part one

The knocks on your window disappeared completely, Spider-Man's presence no longer a part of your nightly ritual. While you wanted to be relieved that at least he wasn't getting hurt too badly to need your help, the truth was that you missed him. You missed the stupid banter between the two of you, the way that he still managed to make you laugh despite the large gashes that adorn his body most of the time. You would've thought that with the extra time you had on your hands you would be able to get longer hours of sleep, but the image of Spider-Man kept tormenting your thoughts every time that you shut your eyes.

"Don't you think you're acting a little insane waiting for the masked psycho to come through your window?" You heard from behind you, the balcony door wide open as Maya stepped towards you. "He's not a masked psycho, he's a hero. Even if the news doesn't really paint him like that. I just want to be ready if he does end up coming through," you responded back to her, your attention going back to the building rooftops in front of you. "Well, whenever you're done waiting for your webbed boyfriend feel free to come inside. Me and Valeria brought some pizza and wine along with some movies," she told you before stepping back inside, shutting the balcony door.

You felt goosebumps forming on your skin as you stood outside, leaning against the balcony. You rubbed your hands as an attempt to stay warm, your eyes flickering to the skies in front of you just to see if you get a glimpse of those red webs you missed so dearly. "Just fifteen minutes and then I'll go back inside," you uttered to yourself, starting to pace around the confined space of the balcony. "Great, now I’m even talking to myself," you scoffed, rubbing your temples as you wondered why Spider-Man hadn't bothered to visit you, wondering if you'd done something wrong and how you could fix this hypothetical problem.

The guilt inside Miguel grew as he looked down at you from a rooftop nearby, not close enough to where you could see him though. He saw the way that you shivered, your breath forming a small cloud up in the air as you waited around. He'd been wanting to drop by sooner, especially after he got into a fight with the Lizard but he couldn't bring himself to face you just yet. The rejection that you'd given him at the hospital still stung, the memories of how Conchata had reacted to his revelation of being Spider-Man flashing through his mind. He only swung away from the building once you started to head back inside, going back to the emptiness of his home and the comfort of his shower.

You thought you saw a flash of red web from the corner of your eye but you decided not to give it too much thought, going back into the house after the fifteen minutes had passed. You plastered a smile on your face as you walked over to the kitchen where your friends were struggling to open up the bottle of wine, resorting to using a knife after not being able to find a corkscrew. "Here," you spoke up after you'd grabbed the utensil from one of your cabinets, the bottle of wine getting opened in mere seconds after that. "I'm guessing Spider-Man didn't show up?" Valeria asked you, grabbing a couple of wine glasses from the cup cabinet. "No, but it's alright. Let's just try to enjoy tonight."

"Nightmare on Elm Street is boring!"

"You only want to watch Scream because Skeet Ulrich is in it!"

"So what? You can't sit there and deny that he doesn't look fine covered up in blood!"

"That's all there is to the damn movie though! Just the fact that they're all mostly hot!"

Your friends screams at one another over what movie to watch were quickly starting to make you get annoyed, though that was also partly from the disappointment you'd faced tonight. "Well, what movie do you want to watch?" Valeria asked, both of them turning to look at you expectantly. Before you had the chance to get one word in, they were already arguing their points over why you should pick the one movie over the other. "Can y'all chill? Let me get a word in before we end up just not watching anything," you spoke up after they stopped yelling to catch their breath. "What if we just watch Friday the 13th? It's way better than those two."

"That wasn't even one of the options!"

"If that's the case, then we might as well just watch Halloween."

The two of them fell into a silence after the last suggestion was made, shrugging as they put in the CD. You didn't really care what movie they decided on, just happy that the arguing had seized for the night and you could eat your pizza. "So I did a little research on the guy that asked you out at the hospital a couple weeks ago," Valeria spoke up as the opening credits started to roll in, your curiosity peeking through as you glanced over at her. "And what'd you find?" You inquired, even setting your wine glass down to direct your attention solely to her. "I thought you didn't care about him," Maya spoke up, looking over at you with a small smirk on her face. "Well I don't, but she can't just say something like that and expect me not to ask."

They both gave each other a knowing look before Maya cleared her throat, refilling her wine glass. "Apparently he's a member of the board over at Alchemax. Where they do the experiments and stuff," she finally divulged, making your eyes widen slightly. He'd mentioned being a doctor as well, but you never would've imagined that he would be working in such a high position at one of the most prestigious research institutions. "Bet you regret not going on that date with him now," Maya spoke, already starting to get intoxicated as she drained her wine cup with ease. "I mean he's not bad but he's not-" you started off before getting interrupted by them. "He's not Spider-Man, we know."

The two of them fell asleep before the movie even got to the climax, leaving you to clean up the living room alone. You got up and paused the movie before grabbing the discarded cups, pouring their contents into the sink before setting them down. You picked up the pizza box from the coffee table, setting it in the oven to eat as leftovers tomorrow. After wiping down the coffee table from crumbs, you walked over to your closet to get the two of them some blankets and a couple pillows. You tucked them in to the best of your ability without waking them up before you turned the lights off and headed off to bed yourself. "I hope you're safe Spider-Man," you mumbled to yourself as you laid down on your back, closing your eyes in hopes that sleep would come easier this time around.

"What's all this for?" You asked, stepping into the faculty lounge to see that there was a wide array of Olive Garden trays on the tables. "Apparently one of the workers at Alchemax wanted to thank the nurses for the amazing service that the nurses provide," Maya spoke up from behind you, grabbing herself a plastic plate before scooping up some pasta onto her plate. You didn't have to think too hard to piece the places together, your brows slightly knitting together at the realization. "Just give the man a chance, what could go wrong?" Valeria spoke up next to you, almost like she'd read your mind about the suspicions you had.

Despite the fact that you weren't entertaining the idea of going out on a date with him, you still grabbed yourself a plate of pasta and breadsticks. A better lunch than the grub offered in the cafeteria, that's for sure. "Maybe he'll give us gift cards to Benihana if you keep this up," Maya muttered next to you, the thought of him pursuing this that far making a pit grow in your stomach. "I don't think he's that crazy to do that, plus he'll probably get bored and move on to whoever crosses his path next. You know how egotistical scientists tend to get," you told her, the words serving to reassure you more than her. Maya shrugged, going back to conversing with Valeria about what horror movie they should watch for the next movie night.

You came back home at a decent hour of the night, locking up the door behind you as you got settled in for the night. You glanced over at the balcony, wondering if you should even continue to wait out for him in the cold. You eventually decided against it as your hands reached out for the balcony door, somewhat accepting the fact that Spider-Man wasn't going to be showing up in your life anymore. All you could do is make peace with the fact and move on with your life, even if every fiber of your being wanted to do just the opposite of that. You forced yourself to walk over to your bedroom, changing into a pair of fuzzy pants and an oversized tee before heading back to reheat some pizza for dinner.

A loud thud coming from your balcony surprised you, the hope that you'd thought had been extinguished surging back through your veins. You opened up the door, spotting Spider-Man hanging upside down from your balcony. "I thought you found another nurse to be with," you had a million thoughts running through your mind, having practiced what you would say if you saw him again but those were the only words that had come out. "And replace you as my little nurse? Never," he responded, standing up on his feet as he approached you carefully. You studied his suit, almost expecting him to be missing a limb for him to show up once more.

Much to your surprise, you couldn't find a single scratch on his suit as he stood in front of you. "I'm fine, little nurse. I'm here because I actually wanted to talk to you about something," he interrupted your thoughts, your eyes making their way back onto his masked face. "Did I do something wrong last time? Didn't stitch or clean something correctly?" You asked him, wanting to get a reason why'd he just stopped showing up. "No, nothing like that. I'm here because you haven't been able to leave my thoughts for weeks now. I thought I could get over it if I tried hard enough, but your face just keeps running on repeat in my mind," he spoke up after a couple seconds, his words making your jaw drop.

You'd expected him to tell you that you'd messed something up the last time that you'd seen him, not that the fact that he had a crush on you made it hard for him to be around you. "For the record, you haven't really been able to leave my thoughts either. It's kind of stupid, but I've been waiting outside just to see if you'd show up needing my help," you spoke up after the initial shock wore off, putting your feelings on the line. You weren't sure how he would react to your words, if he would think that you were just another Spider-Man fangirl melting over him. You'd fallen for the personality that he'd shown underneath the suit, the type of person that he is rather than the web-slinging hero everybody else got to witness.

Miguel was nervous to reveal himself to you, worried about how you would react after he pulled that little stunt at the hospital. He wasn't sure how to go through this uncharted territory of having to pursue you, but he figured being honest with you was probably a great starting point. He knew he was probably worrying you with the silence from his end, but he couldn't bring himself just to take off the mask off just yet. It was his form of armor in this situation, his way of being able to portray how he felt towards you freely. "Mierda, just do it," he muttered to himself, his hands coming up to the neck hemline of the mask before he slowly slipped it up. His hand hung by his side with the mask in hand, simply gauging for your reaction.

He'd expected for you to be disgusted, to push him away after you saw his face. But you didn't, you simply stood there as you tried to digest the man in front of you. "Now I see why you were so persistent," you finally managed to get out, the pieces slowly starting to make sense in your brain. "I hope that I didn't pressure you too badly. I just wanted for you to see me as me, I suppose," he responded, keeping his distance from you just in case you did end up kicking him out. "I'll admit the Olive Garden was a nice touch, my friends were wondering if maybe next time you'll be able to do gift cards to Benihana," you responded, a hint of amusement in your voice. "I'll have to see, my boss got pretty mad over the use of company funds."

Aaron had spent the entire morning yelling at Miguel about how irresponsible he'd been with the company's money, demanding him to go get a refund once he was done with the rant. The image of you eating the lunch rather than having to eat the disgusting grub he'd caught a glimpse of during his time at the hospital managed to distract him from anything that Aaron was telling him, simply giving a "uh uh" here and there to give off the illusion that he was listening. "You're not even listening to me! Just get the hell out of my office and don't think about pulling that shit again or you're fucking fired. You're already on thin ice O’Hara," Aaron had told him after the umpteenth dismissal Miguel had given him.

"I hope you're not too disappointed by the sight. I know you weren't exactly too eager towards my advances at the hospital," he spoke up, almost seeming a bit nervous as he stood in front of you. He was completely exposed to you, in a way that he'd only had the chance to be with his brother. You knew every aspect of him now, who he was underneath the layers he spent so carefully crafting around himself. "I wasn't responsive to the flirting because I thought of Spider-Man as a different person. I was so infatuated by you that I didn't accept any advances, really," you admitted to him, stepping closer towards him.

The tension that'd been building up towards this very moment relieved the moment that his lips connected with yours, his hands holding your hips in place as he leaned down. The relief that Miguel felt running through his body was insurmountable, excited about what opportunities this would open for the two of you. You leaned in, your hand pressed against his cheek before you clipped it. His skin felt soft to the touch despite his sharp features, a bit cold from the temperature outside. "Do you mind if I kiss you, Miguel?"

Just hearing his name rolling off your tongue was enough to make him weak at the knees, the stoic behavior that he usually exuded completely gone as you looked up at him. You made him feel like a teenage boy again, a blush threatening to make itself apparent on his face with every smile that you gave him. "Please," his voice came out in a quiet whisper, his head dipping down a bit to meet yours halfway. He could only simply observe as you leaned in closer to him, your lips looking enticing with every second that lingered. He felt like every worry that he had was for naught the moment he felt your lips on his, his body igniting like a flame at the mere touch.

The kiss had started off as something exploratory, your lips getting to meet his for the first time before it turned more intense. It turned more needy, the desperation from the past couple weeks without seeing each other making itself apparent. His tongue explored every crevice that you’d made available to him, the grip on your hips slightly tightening as he held you close to him. The way that he kissed you with such desperation made you feel like you were his lifeline, a saving raft in the middle of the ocean. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan at how good he was making you feel in the moment, your hands almost pushing his cheeks closer to you.

"You don't know how hard it was to control myself when I saw you using that vibrator the other day. Moaning for no one other than me, did that feel good? Imagining me doing all these things you want me to do?" He asked you, a bit of embarrassment inside you as he mentioned seeing you with your toy. You'd forgotten to close your windows, assured by the fact that nobody would know given how high up you live in the building. "You know how hard it was to force myself to go fight the Lizard? All I could think about is how you would look like taking my cock, your sounds filling up my ears," he continued, his hands gently squeezing on your waist. A fresh pool of arousal accumulated in your panties as he spoke, your voice unrecognizable to yourself. "Then let me show you how I would look like taking your cock."

You guided him into your bedroom, a little messy from the work schedule you'd been having recently but he didn't seem to mind too much. As he took off the Spider-suit, you couldn't help but notice just how bulked up he was. Veins adorned his forearms as they flexed with every movement, his biceps looking like they could crush you with one movement alone. But with that, you also couldn't help but realize that he wasn't wearing underneath that suit. "Do you normally fight villains with your balls hanging in the air?" You inquired, a brow raised as he slid the shirt over his head. "It's better for mobility since clothes kind of constrict your movements," he responded, albeit a bit defensively. “Better hope that your suit doesn’t get damaged from the waist down then.”

The fantasy of seeing you down on your knees for him felt even better than he'd imagined, seeing the desperation in your eyes as you waited for him to finish getting undressed. He slipped off the bottom part of his spider-suit, the material pooling down at his feet before he kicked it off to the side. The way that your eyes connected with his as your hand barely managed to wrap around his cock felt intoxicating, a fire igniting deep within him. He was now completely at your disposal, letting you do anything that you wanted to him. Your hand slowly moved up and down his shaft, wanting to take your time to make up for the time that he hadn't been here.

Your thumb lazily dragged on the tip of his cock, precum sticking to your finger as you did. “Is this making you feel good?" You asked him, mustering up the most seductive voice that you could as you leaned in and pressed your lips against his thighs. You'd seen the hesitation that he held when he was exposing his identity to you and you wanted to do nothing more than to ease the worries that might be brewing inside of him. "So good, tan buena que eres con tus manos," he responded, the Spanish lessons that you'd taken prior to your job at the hospital coming in handy. (so good with your hands) "¿Sí? Dejame escuchar que tan bueno te hago sentir," his brows raised as the words came out your mouth, his surprise morphing into pleasure as your fingers traced on the thick veins of his dick. (yeah? let me hear how good i'm making you feel)

You pressed open mouthed kisses on his shaft, making your way up as you left one on the tip. you gave it a small kitten lick, hearing him let out a small groan as you continued to tease him. "Please, es injusto. Te necesito, te lo pido por favor," he requested of you, a smile forming on your face as you heard the sheer desperation in his voice. (it’s unjust. i need you, i’m asking you please) You'd been planning on teasing him for much longer, but you decided to concede and give in to his desires. Your lips were covered in your own drool as you started to suck him off, spit covering every surface that your mouth could reach. His hand came to the back of your head as he held you in place, his chest heaving with every swirl of your tongue.

"Oh fuck, taking my cock so well," he managed to choke out through the shaky breaths that he'd been taking, his voice almost coming out in a whine. "Been thinking about having your cock in my mouth for a while now, making you feel good," you responded, the hand on the back of your head slightly tensing. "Yeah? I hope I've met your expectations then," his voice came out even more shaky than last time, his fangs biting onto his lower lip at an attempt to muffle the sounds he was making. "None of that, let me hear you," you told him, slowing down with your movements until he released his lower lip from the grasp he'd had it in.

Your cheeks hollowed as you struggled to fit him in your mouth, the sheer length and width of him making it hard for you to do so. He didn't seem to mind though, not with the way that your hand compensated for what your mouth couldn't reach. Your head bobbed up and down of what you could fit in your mouth, your tongue running across the thick veins along the sides. The hand that was wrapped around the base of his cock slightly tightened as you jerked him off before moving to cup his balls. "Don't stop, I'm almost there," he sounded so needy as he asked you for that simple request, almost like he needed the euphoric release.

His thighs began to tremble as his orgasm slowly approached him, shaky breaths becoming louder. "Right there, don't stop," he practically groaned out, his head leaned back as the sensation of your mouth filled him with utter bliss. You kept the same pace that you'd been going at, working him through his orgasm before ropes of cum shot into your mouth. Your tongue flattened out against the tip of his cock, eager to taste him in any way that was possible. Some of it dribbled down your chin as you closed your mouth to swallow the liquid, the slightly salty taste of it remaining on your tongue as a memory of what just happened.

He took a couple seconds to compose himself, getting his breathing back to normal before laying down on the silk sheets you'd placed earlier. "Sit on my face," he requested of you, his tone of voice making it sound more like a demand. "What?" You asked with a breathless chuckle, despite the fact that his expression told you he was being completely serious. "I didn't stutter. Sit on my face, hermosa," he simply repeated once more, a slight hesitation in you before you moved closer to him. You'd seen the buildings that he'd lifted off before they came crumbling down, seen the way he could handle himself, but a part of you couldn't help but feel nervous at the action. "What if I smush you? Then Nueva York gets mad at me for losing their vigilante."

"You're not going to smush me, just sit down and let me have this," he sounded like the pleasure was actually meant more for him rather than you, eager to have the taste of you on his tongue. You stripped off your pajamas, settling onto his lap before slowly moving up his torso up to his mouth. He looked at you expectantly, his eyes following every movement that you were making. Your hands gripped onto the bedpost behind the two of you, slowly sinking down to his face. You couldn't bring yourself to completely sit down on his face, choosing to rather hover above it. you waited for him to get started, but his mouth remained shut until you felt his hands snaking their way up to your thighs.

"If I wanted you to hover, I would've said so. But I told you to sit on my face so sit," he spoke as his hands pushed you down to his face, your thighs on either side of his head. He kept his grip on your legs as his tongue collected the slick that was dripping from your folds, tongue pressed flatly as the essence of you completely induced his mind. Your eyes fluttered shut as you felt him start to sloppily make out with your pussy, his mouth eager to explore just what exactly it was that made you tick. His tongue thrusted up into your pussy, his mouth angling to hit that spongy spot inside of you that had your hands gripping down on his hair.

Your hips began to shamelessly grind themselves against Miguel’s face, his nose bumping against your clit in the most delicious way every time that you did. Your previous reservations about suffocating him withered away, your main focus being on how good he was making you feel. The grip on his hair tightened when his mouth closed around your clit, sucking and swirling his tongue around the nub. “Oh fuck, you’re doing this so well,” you managed to get out through the pleasure he was making you feel, your breathing heavy as you struggled to keep your composure with every suck of your clit.

You felt yourself getting closer to that climax, slowly teetering towards the edge with every expert flick of his tongue. The added friction from your hips only added to your pleasure, shivers running down your spine. The small groans coming from Miguel vibrated in your cunt, the sound seeming to be reverberating throughout your body. Your thighs enclosed around his head as you started to feel that surge running through you, the need to cum. With one final suck of your clit, your release coated the entirety of the bottom half of his face as he licked it away with a grin on his face. You got off him after taking a couple seconds to control your breathing, his cock already seeming to be hard from just eating you out.

"Let me see that vibrator that you were teasing yourself with the other day," he told you as you got off from his lap, your legs slightly wobbly as you got up to reach for your nightstand. You grabbed the toy that he was talking about along with a condom, placing both of them on top of the nightstand at his disposal. He picked up the vibrator, pressing on the button just to see how many different settings it had to it. He got up from the bed to give you room to spread out, your body spread out in a starfish position as you awaited for his next movements. Slick dripped down from your cunt down to the sheets at the pure anticipation of what he'd do, an idea of where the night could go slowly forming in your mind.

Red webbing shot out of his wrists, the material confining your hands against the bedposts. You couldn't deny that you'd thought about Spider-Man putting you in this same position many times, but actually living through it was much more fulfilling. Your legs spread out for him, your cunt still wet from your previous orgasm and the spit that Miguel had produced throughout. Watching him reach out for the condom and vibrator felt torturous, almost like he was purposely taking his time to tease you even further. He took the wrapper off the condom, tossing it to the trash before sliding the rubber on. Miguel pressed a small kiss on your forehead before gliding his cock up and down your folds, using your slick as a form of lube.

His cock felt like it was molding your walls to take his shape, your cunt fluttering around him as you struggled to adjust to the feeling. "I can't take it, Miguel. too big," you whined out, letting out a sharp gasp as you felt the vibrator make connection with your clit. "Yes you can, look at you. You've been taking it so good for me," he cooed, wiping away at some tears that had rolled down your cheeks. He pushed the rest of his cock with no resistance a couple seconds later, before he retracted. His hips snapped into yours in one sharp movement, his dick feeling like the missing piece of a puzzle as he slid in once more. He let you get adjusted to the feeling of his cock inside of you before he even tried to establish some kind of pace, having to control himself as well before he came prematurely.

The way that he used the vibrator to match the rhythm of his thrusts, treating the toy as his equal rather than a competitor, was starting to get too overwhelming. You were already so sensitive from your previous orgasm, your legs trembling underneath him as your cunt began to wrap around him like a vice. Your walls had trapped him successfully, sucking his cock deeper into you. He'd put a pillow underneath your ass, the new angle allowing him to sink in much deeper. "Too much, miguel," you breathed out as he raised the intensity of the vibrator, your fingernails digging into the webs confining you. Even though you'd told him that, you couldn't help but moan out in pleasure as he continued to thrust into you at a vigorous pace.

Your hands tugged against your restraints as you felt yourself approaching that all too familiar feeling already, the intensity of him and the vibrator combined being too much to bear. "Please, please. I'm so close," you moaned out, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continued to thrust into you. His hips slapped against yours with every movement that he made, the sound of skin slapping combining with the moans coming out of your mouth. You were teetering on the edge for a couple seconds before you allowed yourself to indulge in that feeling of euphoria, your release coating the condom as he slipped inside of you. In one final thrust, his legs bucked underneath as ropes of cum shot out into the condom.

Miguel cut your webs off with a talon, discarding of the silky material in the waste bin you had next to your bed. "Hey, are you okay? Feel free to tell me if you think that I went too far or anything like that," he asked you, his hands gently massaging the injured skin. "No, I liked it. I would've said something, don't worry," you assured him, your chest still heaving as you came down from your orgasm. He laid back down next to you, his hand intertwining with yours as the sounds of your breathing combined filled the room. You looked over at him, letting yourself admire just how pretty he truly he was. With the Spider-Man suit on and without it.

You weren't sure why, but you were unable to think of something to tell him. You'd landed on "How are you feeling after your cold?" before immediately regretting it as he wrapped a blanket around the two of you. "Well you and the doctor took good care of me so I managed to heal pretty quickly. Think I might need to spend the night since it's snowing, wouldn't want to catch another cold," he responded with a sheepish smile, his hands wrapping around your waist as he held you close. He provided you with more heat than your blanket ever could, providing you with a calming sense of comfort as he held you. "Well, anything for my patients," you assured him with a small laugh, leaning in and pressing your lips against his cheek before making yourself comfortable in his embrace.

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Memories: First meeting and date (Y/N Ulrich Universe)

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June 2022

After the ending of filming of Scream 5 on 2020 and the many delays due to the pandemic and the different variants of the virus, the film was already out which gained a good reception, and the sixth one was green lighted to film, you and your dad traveled to Montreal (due to both of you being on the movie) to reunite with the cast and meet the new additions of the cast

Arriving at the hotel where the rest of the crew will be staying, you and your dad left your luggage in your asigned room before going to the terrace where everyone will be there

"Don't you think is funny that they are going to let us stay during the whole filming even though we're only going to appear for a few minutes?", you asked your dad while walking to the terrace

"It's a bit funny, but it would be better than be her only for a day", Skeet pointed, "We get to hang out with everyone, and you are now free of doing homework"

"So this would be my graduation trip?", you joked, "With people who are a bit older than me, and some even married?"

"Yeah!", Skeet exclaimed, "We could call your friends and invite them to come here and hang out, and maybe there's going to be someone your age, remember that are some new actors"

"Dad, Sarah, Abby, Scott and Noah are already on college or doing what they wanted", you replied, "And maybe you're right, besides, I haven't seen who the new actors are, I was kinda focused on the fact that aunt Neve isn't going to be here"

"It's going to be difficult to have a movie without her, but she made a good decision by rejecting a payment that isn't worth her value", Skeet pointed, "That's a lesson I want you and your siblings to have no matter what you do in your future, understood?"

Nodding in response, both of you continued to walk until the door to the terrace was seen, which both of you crossed seeing the whole cast in the lounge area

"There's the freshly graduated!", Melissa exclaimed the moment both of you enter her camp of vision

"Half fictional sister!", you exclaimed running to hug her, "I missed you"

"I missed you too", Melissa replied, "Congratulations on the graduation and the campaign with H&M"

"Thank you, also congratulations on the Clinique ambassador"

After saying a general hi, and seeing how there wasn't any apparent seats because your dad took the only one left, you stood akwardly in the middle of the lounge

"There's a space next to Jack", Melissa said pointing behind you

Turning around, you saw a curly haired (and cute) boy smiling and waving at you, at what you walked there to sit next to him while he made more space for you to not be too thight

"Hi, I'm Jack", he presented himself handing out one of his hands, "Nice to meet you"

"I'm Y/N", you responded taking his hand, "Nice to meet you too"

After knowing Jack more after that first night and the first week of filming which started with the Halloween party (in which you had a small interaction with Jack and Mason's characters), yours and Jack so awaited date was on saturday (in which both of your parents were going to be there but giving you space)

Early that day, after having breakfast, you recieved a floral arrangement from Jack with a small note that read:

Can't wait for our date tonight, in the meanwhile, I send you this arrangement that made me think of you

Jack

Due to the bit of chill weather of Montreal during afternoon, you decided to use a light green drawstring long sleeve crop top and washed black high waist straight leg jeans with white nike air force ones and your hair lose on the back

"Hey dad", you called him getting out of the bathroom, "Do you think I'm underdressed for a date?"

"Nah, you look good to go to an amusment park", Skeet shrudded, "Wait a minute, are you nervous?"

"A bit", you sighed returning to the bathroom to do your eyeliner, "I mean, this is my first date after Spencer and I broke up, and that was a three month relationship during sophomore year, so yeah, I'm nervous"

"You like Jack", that wasn't even a question

"Maybe", you admited, "Do you think the black Prada nylon purse is too much?"

"That's a cute bag, goes good with the outfit"

After being ready and taking your purse and 'folklore' cardigan, both of you went down to the hotel lobby where Jack and his mom, Anna, were waiting for you

"They're here", Anna said to Jack brushing his hair a little, "She looks beautiful"

"Hi", Jack greeted when you stopped in front of him, "You look gorgeous"

"Hi", you replied with a smile, "Thanks, you look good as well, and thank you for the flowers, they're beautiful"

"I'm glad you liked them"

A few minutes later, the four of you started the way towards La Ronde, which was the most popular amusement park in the city

Arriving there, both of you entered the park with your parents following a few metters behind

"I like your cardigan", Jack said pointing at the piece of clothing in your arms

"Thanks", you smiled, "It's from Taylor Swift's album 'folklore', she has a song in that album named 'Cardigan' and she had them on the website"

"So, you like Taylor?"

"I love her, she's one of my favorite artist, she has amazing songs and the fact she always rises up whenever someone or something tries to drag her down is inspiring"

"In that case, what's your favorite album of her?"

"Reputation, followed close by Speak Now and folklore, so, what's your type of music?"

"Like angry hip hop, Meek Mill is awesome and Drake's old music, and basically every kind"

"I've heard some Drake songs, but nothing of Meek Mill"

"I could send you some of his songs, what do you think?"

"Sounds good, and I could send you some of Taylor"

"I love the idea"

Walking around the place and talking, both of you stopped in a game of knocking down silly clowns

"Which one do you want?", Jack asked refering to the stuffed animals

Seeing the display of toys, a red plushie caught your eyes, "The red dragon is cute"

Paying to play the game, Jack started to throw the balls towards the silly clowns until the time was over

"Nice arm", you smirked while the employee went to get the prize

"It's what happens when you live in Pandora for four years", Jack joked making you laugh, slightly interrupting the moment, the employee gave Jack the red plushie, at what he knelt like he was a knight with the red dragon in front of you, "Will this gorgeous princess accept this dragon as a gift?"

"I'll gladly do it", you laughed taking the plushie from his hands, "And fun fact, people calls me 'ghostface princess' or 'serpent princess' because of Scream and Riverdale"

"In the Avatar future movies, people call my character 'monkey boy'"

"I like it"

Continuing with the date, both of you went to some rides like the Disco Ronde, La Grande Envolée, Orbite, Bateau Pirate, Condor and Vol Ultimate (in which most of them both of you held hands), eating some snacks and playing in a game of jungle climb where none of you won but it was fun

(A/N: yes, I did search what rides are in the park)

Taking a moment to have dinner, which were corndogs, sodas and an ice cream from the food stands, both of you sat in a small picnic table while discussing which attraction was next and last because it was getting late

"I think we should go to the Boomerang", you thought while sharing a cotton candy ice ream

"Let me guess, to leave with a gold brooch", Jack smiled

"Yeah", you laughed, "What do you think?"

"I think it's an awesome idea"

Finishing the ice cream and throwing the empty vase on the trash, both of you went to your parents, who were sitting in a bench a few metters behind to let them know

"Hey, we're going to the Boomerang", Jack announced

"Are you sure?", Anna asked with concern

"Yeah", you nodded giving Skeet your purse, cardigan and plushie

"Guys, you just ate", Skeet pointed

"We're going to be good", Jack insisted while you put your hair in a low ponytail

"There's a bit of line, so the food will be digested by the time it starts", you shrudded

Assuring them once again that both of you will be fine, you left towards the ride with Jack's arm over your shoulders and yours circling his waist

"We should start searching for a trash can", Anna said, "Just in case"

Looking around, Skeet noticed a trash can not so far from the bench, which he was quick to get closer to the bench

At the line for the roller coaster, it wasn't a lot of time of waiting before it was your turn, ending up seating in the first line of the fourth cart

After the coaster staff secured your seatbelts and the ride started at what you started to feel a little nervous, something Jack noticed which made him take your hand in an attempt to calm you at what you hold him tighter

Noticing why the name of the ride was 'Boomerang' because of his fast speed, curves and turns, both of you spend most part of the ride trying not to scream and holding each other

After it ended and you were free of the seatbelts, both of you practically sprinted towards the closest trash can to start throwing up, feeling a few seconds later how your parents aproached to you see if both of you were okay, finishing vomiting a few minutes later

Making sure that the puking was done, they led you to the bench they were sat before going to get some water

Getting some kleenex from your purse and giving one to Jack so he can clean and do the same, both of you started laughing

"I really had fun", you said when the laughs were over, "We should do this again"

"Seriously?", Jack asked with a bit of surprise

"Yeah, I mean, except for the vomiting part"

"I also had fun with you"

Still smiling, you got a little closer to him to put your head on his shoulder at what he put his head on top of yours

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