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jadeddangel · 2 months

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I saw that u write poly stuff and my mind was inspired, maybe u could write something where adam and lute comfort reader because something happened and even a bit suggestive if u want:))

EEEE IM SO HAPPY I INSPIRED YOU!!

Lute x reader x Adam

"It's gonna be ok, beautiful"

Warnings: None

Art isn't mine and belongs to @.D4gm4rs on twt

The bed was cold even though it seemed like Adam and lute had left hours ago ,although it had only been 30 minutes. It was your day off.. you had finally gotten a break from everything. You were tired of souls coming to you for help for all these things that you couldn't possibly help with. The worst part of all, though was there was this angel that wouldn't leave you alone, he had been pretty much stalking you. He was trying to get you to go on dates to try and get you to hang out with him.

You were hesitant to tell Adam and lute scared Adam would over react and that lute wouldn't leave your side; you can imagine how surprised you were when they just gave you some love and left for work. And so here you were, alone, still laying in bed, you just wanted to sleep and stay here forever..

You must've fallen asleep cause when you woke up it was almost dark. With a sigh, you got up, tugging out of the bedroom and going to the kitchen to get dinner ready. You paused seeing that there was already a bag of food on the counter.. it was your favorite, and it even had your favorite drink.. you heard the tv running in the living room. You smiled and walked to the living room seeing 2 familiar tuffs of brown and white grey hair. You reached over and covered Adam's eyes from behind him. "Guess who?" You snickered a bit. Adam hummed a bit. "Is itttt my pretty girl?" Adam guessed, tilting his head up towards the ceiling so you could see his smile. You giggled and leaned down, giving him a kiss. "mhm.." You hummed against his hips. You pulled away brushing his hair back out of his face, you tilted your head to face lute, "there's my pretty girl" you mused leaning closer to her and giving her an Eskimo kiss before kissing her forehead. Lute smiled a bit. "Hi there, baby.. how was your day?" She asked sweetly. You climbed over the back of the couch to plop in between them. "It was as good as it could get with me sleeping all day" you laughed a bit. Lute played with your hair absent-mindedly while Adam tugged at the baggy pajama pants you were wearing. "You know I really like this color on you but maybe we should just take it off hm?" Adam hummed slowly slithering his hands up your thighs til he was holding onto the waist band of the pants. "Adam I will literally never make you ribs again if you take those off" you said curtly opening your eyes a bit to give him a glare. Adam huffed and pulled his hands away, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting like a toddler. You sighed a bit but decided not to deal with it, "Adam will you get the bag of food? Please? I'll give you head in the morning I promise" you bribed knowing he was going to fight you if you didn't offer. Before you could even finish the word head Adam was already up and grabbing the bag excitedly, "deal!", Adam even went the extra fucking mile and started making your plate for you while watching the movie that was barely getting any attention.

The night was relaxing, you and lute took a bath together cause Adam couldn't be trusted not to start something. Then it was onto dessert, another movie and cuddles. As promised in the morning before work you gave Adam head before he left. And you know what maybe it was good luck cause that day wasn't half bad.

You didnt know what happened(Adam and lute beat the shit out of the guy and talked to your boss about easing up on you) but that didn't matter and as long as everything kept going well it was always gonna be a good day.

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yandere-sins · 9 days

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How would it be if blade's darling had wanted to contact him, though? Maybe to try and talk about things? They probably wouldn't know about the mind reset kafka does, so when they try to contact him to set up a meeting they think he remembers them.

Oh my god, that just gave me the sweetest of images! Some yandere's love is just so pure, I swear ♥

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Blade didn't really know why he reacted so fast to the unknown sound.

He usually didn't get bothered by that thing in his pocket, a device Kafka made him walk around with, telling him to check it regularly. It pling! and dundun! all day long, notifications appeared on its screen that he didn't usually react to unless someone mentioned him by name. Why would he? He knew his mission; there was no need to be in constant contact with the others.

Bing!

And yet, when a new sound rang in his ears, one he hadn't heard before, Blade stopped dead in his tracks. The guy he was hunting hurdled away, crawling through the pools of blood on the floor while the rain washed away the evidence of battle. Holding his bloody stomach, he watched the Hunter reach into his pocket, picking up his phone, unbothered by the massacre in front of him, almost as if he forgot about his target that took the chance to scramble to his feet, running for his dear life.

Blade gazed at the bright screen, his eyes hurting, but he didn't even notice the pain as he read the latest banner that notified him of a message.

we need to talk

The hairs at the back of his neck stood straight as he read those four words. Blade's mouth ran dry while his breathing stopped. As if he had to hear better, every one of his motions ceased, and the sounds of the constant traffic in the distance vanished. He felt fury build up as raindrops landed on his screen, the words vanishing. Yet he didn't understand why.

Bing! Bing!

He flinched. Even a second time and repeated, this sound differed from when Kafka or Silver Wolf tried to contact him. He didn't remember it ever ringing out before. A slight shake of nervousness went through him, followed by a spark of excitement. Before he knew it, he was reading the message—eager, desperate.

[Location sent] meet me here tonight, we really have to talk. i want this to end, you have to...

The message preview stopped there, and Blade snapped out of his trance. Slowly, his eyes trudged to the sender's name, but it was only a culmination of unfamiliar numbers. He looked at the time next, and with a twinge of disappointment, he realized it was early noon at best. A shaky breath escaped him, and for the first time since he got the notifications, he looked up into the dark alleyway before him.

It was quiet, no more breathing of his enemies. Yet, he could hear his own blood pounding in his ears and feel the desperate grip on the sword he still clutched onto. It had not been drenched in the blood of his target completely, yet, he didn't feel the yearning of finishing a job.

Instead, Blade felt compelled to go.

Where to, he didn't know. Somewhere, or precisely, where he should go, but he had never opened the message he received with the location. All he knew was that he had to go there. His legs moved on their own, steps splashing in the wet puddles on the ground. By the time he walked out onto the busy street, his sword had vanished, but not that feeling of urgency pushing him forward.

What were those feelings? Why did they keep aggravating him so? His head hurt as the lights of the cars flashed by him, taking in every moment of his pain. He should stop. He had to call Kafka. Something was wrong, and although he couldn't pinpoint it, it would be dangerous to continue on this unfamiliar path on his own.

Reaching into his pocket, he felt the little device vibrate against his fingers, followed by the now-more familiar Bling! he began to dread yet anticipate at the same time.

don't chicken out this time! just come and let's talk... i know you can see my messages

Staring at the message for a moment, he let the phone sink back into his pocket, never bothering to reply. You knew he was going to come, and he would. He wouldn't miss it for anything in this world.

You?

Who?

His legs carried him onwards into the unknown, but something told him that he knew exactly where he could find you, even if he didn't remember. Something inside him knew, and this feeling grew and grew stronger until it robbed him of any reason. There was a pull on him so strong, he couldn't help but pursue it—hunt it.

You, whoever you are, were his next target, and he had to have you. All to himself. Pressed against his marred body, engulfed by his shadow, never to be seen by anyone else again. Never to be touched unless it were his fingers resting gently against your skin, and never to be tasted unless it was on his lips and tongue. If he must devour you to have you all to himself, he would. And he would tear you down and ruin you to the point that no one would dare to take his prey away from him.

Blade had to have you. Savagely, violently. All to himself.

He didn't know who you were or what you wanted from him. Why you contacted him, or how you even knew about this pitiful creature with a heart beating so fast that he felt real fear for its safety inside of him. But he'd find you, have you, and destroy you.

And he couldn't wait to meet you.

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milaisreading · 11 months

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Exes

Author: I wrote this while I was taking a break from studying, so I thought, why not post it as a 1k special! Hope u all like it

Warning: None in particular(?) Some insults are thrown here and there. Y/n uses she/her

⚽️Blue lock belongs to:Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"Let's break up." (Y/n)'s eyes widened in surprise as she stared at the boy across the table. This wasn't what she expected to happen on Valentine's day of all times. Both her and her boyfriend were at a café near their school, having a cliché date that (Y/n) really enjoyed so far. The food was nice, the weather was great and overall she enjoyed her time with her boyfriend, but as she came to realize she was the only one who was having a nice time. She put her fork down and nervously gulped, her appetite for the cake already gone.

"Ehm... are you serious, (Ex/n)?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well... I thought that our relationship was doing well and... a break up was the last thing on my mind." (Y/n) laughed nervously as the boy took a deep breath.

"You can't use that brain as usually."

"What-"

"You don't think. I gave you so many passes in the past how your behavior is embarrassing. I mean, you are so loud and eat way too much, it's weird." (Y/n) gulped down a sob as the boy fixed his glasses and continued speaking.

"You should be lucky anyone lasted this long with you. Let's just end this now and never interact again, unless it's school related."

"Alright..." (Y/n) said quietly, not wanting to cause any scene in the café.

"(Y/n)... (Y/n)!" The girl jumped up at the sound of Anri's voice and she shook her head, looking over at the concerned woman.

"Sorry Teieri-san, I for lost in my thoughts." (Y/n) said sheepishly as Anri slowly nodded her head.

"I can see that, but are you alright? You have been zoning out a lot lately."

"Yeah, don't worry. I was just thinking of someone." (Y/n) admitted as they continued walk towards Ego's office. The woman looked at the younger for a moment before smirking and nudging her.

"A boy back home?" Anri teased and (Y/n) smiled sadly, a little down over the recent memory she had of him.

"Ah... you could say that..."

"You don't seem all too happy about him. Did something happen?" Anri raised her eyebrow as (Y/n) looked around nervously before slowly nodding her head. Truth is, she never really told anyone about the break up. Her brother and dad wouldn't be of much help of they heard what he told her, and Isabella would have definitely told her brother, so she just kept everything to herself. Why did she even remember him? Was it the nervousness before the match against Japan's national team? She didn't know, but the memories were anything but pleasant.

"Kinda... we had a bad break up." (Y/n) gave Anri a strained smile.

"You can always talk to me. I know a thing or two about break-ups." The woman said, patting the girl's back. Something in her words hit (Y/n) pretty hard and she started sobbing when the memories started hitting her again.

'This is pathetic...' She thought as Anri started calming her down while pulling her into a hug.

"Shhh... let's go and make some tea, you can tell me what happened if that will help. What do you say?" Anri asked quietly as (Y/n) nodded her head.

"Thank you..."

What neither of the 2 noticed was three pairs of eyes watching them like hawks as their figures started growing farther and farther away.

"Did I hear that correctly? Some nobody caused (Y/n) this much distress?" Karasu grinned maniacally as he clenched his fists.

"I don't know who that asshole thinks he is, but he definitely isn't worth those tears." Yukimiya mused, wondering how he can figure out the guy's identity.

"Murder is legal, right?" Otoya questioned as he looked at his two friends.

"It is, if you plan it correctly." Karasu's grin widened while Yukimiya readjusted his glasses.

"Let's go and inform the rest about this. Maybe Reo can hire someone."

"Ha? (Y/n) had a boyfriend?" Gagamaru asked as Yukimiya finished repeating what he and his two friends heard. Bachira was twitching next to him and some could swear they saw a shadow fall over him.

"Well, I did expect (Y/n) to have been popular with guys... she is so sweet and thoughtful after all." Isagi said with a smile as he thought of their manager, trying to surpass the jealousy in the process.

"Can't believe some guy got to her before I did... well, thankfully he is an ex now." Niko mused as Hiori and Kurona nodded in agreement.

"The guy fumbled so bad, if I was him I would have never let her go." Hiori said as Kurona turned his attention to Karasu.

"There is something you 3 aren't telling us. Spit it out." The boy said, curious about the menacing looks the three had.

"Yeah, while I understand you 3 being jealous, there is something off about the way you guys are acting." Chigiri chimed in.

"Ohh... you guys want to know?" Otoya raised an eyebrow.

"Yes we do. Quite obviously it's something important when Karasu nearly broke his water bottle." Barou sighed, pointing at the bent item.

"Well, that asshole not only broke up with her, but he seemed to have done something worse." Otoya said as he cracked his knuckles.

"And waht would that be?" Aryu asked as the room fell silent, everyone looking at the trio in anticipation and bloodlust.

"We don't know yet, but it was quite bad when she broke down in tears. I will give him a punch for every tear he caused." Karasu grumbled as the rest froze at the statement. Sure, they saw (Y/n) upset at times, but crying? Never, and it was something they never wanted to happen. But alas it did, and they needed to get revenge.

"Did you get the name of the asshole?" Rin asked as he was shaking in rage.

"Sadly no, otherwise you guys would be 3 players short." Yukimiya answered as calmly as possible.

"Ne~ Reo, can you somehow figure the bastard's name out?" Nagi groaned as he pulled on the shirt of an equally pissed of Reo. The boy tsked, if only he had his phone.

"Can you make murder legal?" Bachira chimed in, ready to let his rage out on the unknown boy.

"I will try my best, that bastard lost such a treasure and treated her poorly too." The purple-haired boy groaned.

The day of the big game came and everyone at Blue Lock was beyond nervous and excited, this game will decide everything. The stadium was filled with fans and families, who came to cheer the players on. While the Blue Lock players were getting pep talks from their families, (Y/n) was smiling in fondness at them. Niko just stood silently next to her, looking around the place. As (Y/n) turned her attention to the rest of the stadium, she froze when she saw 3 familiar figures.

'Nooo! What is he doing here?! And why are my friends with him?!' (Y/n) gulped as she saw two of her high school friends talking happily with her ex. A sense of betrayal hit her and Niko tensed up at the shift of her mood.

"Are you alright?" The blue-eyed boy asked as (Y/n) slowly nodded her head, laughing nervously.

"Yeah... it's just that I saw someone I didn't expect." (Y/n) said, trying to pull Niko towards the rest of the team, hoping the trio didn't notice her.

"Hey! (Y/n)!!!" The girl flinched as both her and Niko turned to look at a brown haired girl as the blonde next to her waved her hand.

"Ahh! You two are here, too?!" The girl said nervously, letting go of Niko, who observed the trio in wonder.

"Not just us, (Ex/n) is here too! Romantic, right?!" The boy readjusted his glasses and nervously waved at her.

"You know them?" Niko asked and (Y/n) nodded her head.

"Yeah, those two girls are my friends from school."

"And the dude?"

"Oh... we used to date for a short while. I wonder why he is here..." (Y/n) said absent-mindedly as Niko's eyes widened and slowly narrowed, making a mental note of his face.

'That... that dude made (Y/n) cry? The audacity!'

"What took you so long?" Isagi asked as Niko walked into the locker room.

"Yeah, you were pretty cozy out there." Reo rolled his eyes.

"Shut it. I figured out who the trash is." Niko said. Gagamaru raised an eyebrow at the answer and Bachira tilted his head.

"What trash?"

"The guy who broke up and made (Y/n) cry. Literally the lowest form of life for not only that, but also in looks." Niko cringed as Chigiri spit out his water.

"Where is he?! Will I be able to kick a ball in his face?" The redhead asked as Rin shook Niko a few times.

"Why didn't you call us over sooner? I would have thought that trash a lesson or two."

"I would have killed him, to be quite honest with you." Kurona chimed in. Hiori and Aryu held Karasu and Barou back from barging out of the room to search for the guy. They didn't want to upset (Y/n) before the game, now after... after they will turn a blind eye to whatever they decide to do.

"That ugly piece of shit." Nagi muttered.

"Let's just win this game, and after we can worry about him." Otoya suggested, holding back his own anger.

"And what do you suggest we do with him?" Gagamaru wondered, but instead Yukimiya answered instead.

"Easy, we will let Barou, Nagi, Karasu, Rin, Aryu and you handle him. The rest of us will keep (Y/n) away in case she wants to look for him."

"What?! I want to hit him!" Bachira protested.

"We all want to, but we can't just leave (Y/n) all alone, she will grow suspicious." Isagi interjected, more interested in her well-being than in the guy right now.

"And besides, the height of them will be enough to scare him off." Niko added in.

"He is short?" Reo asked.

"Yep. (Y/n) did charity work there." The black-haired boy nodded.

After the game had ended (Y/n) was sent out to get some extra towels and a few other things. The euphoria of the boys winning made her a little bit unaware of her space, so she didn't notice the team watching as she left, nor did she notice her ex running right after her till it was too late.

"(Y/n)! Wait!" The girl froze on the spot and slowly turned around to look at the boy.

"Oh... (Ex/n)... did you need something?" (Y/n) asked nervously, backing away little by little.

"I... I wanted to talk with you. The last time we really spoke..."

"You broke up and insulted me." (Y/n) finished for him, a mix of sadness and anger bubbling up in her.

"Was it really insulting if I said the truth?" The boy raised his eyebrow as the girl clenched her fists.

"Yes, yes it is. You had nor right to tell me all those things, a simple break up would have been enough. Especially when the things I did were normal and not bothering anyone. Please just leave me alone." (Y/n) glared at the boy, who was pretty surprised at her response.

"So Blue Lock taught you how to speak-"

"And you weren't taught any manners." (Y/n)'s eyes widened in surprise as she saw Karasu and Nagi grab the boy's shoulders.

"What are you two doing here?" (Y/n) raised her eyebrow, surprised they left the group.

"We wanted to see where you are. Chigiri needs help." Aryu added, making his presence known.

"Chigiri?"

"Yeah! Come on! I will bring you to him!" Bachira's voice was heard as he ran to where (Y/n) was grabbing the girl's arm.

"Bachira-"

"Let's go!" The brunette cheered, sending a menacing smile towards the shaken up boy and dragged her away. Once out of eyes and ears shot, Rin, Gagamaru and Barou made their presence known and sent the boy death stares.

"So, care to repeat what you told (Y/n) on the day you broke up with her?" Nagi said coldly.

"You can do it civilly or we can force you to say it." Rin added in. The ex gulped as the taller boys sent daggers his way.

"Spit it out, dumbass." Barou demanded.

"Shouldn't we wait for the rest?" (Y/n) questioned Bachira as his hold on her arm tightened.

"Nah~ they will join us soon, anyways!"

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apomaro-mellow · 4 months

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King&Prince 6

Nancy was pacing back and forth. Normally, it made Eddie anxious, but since he knew exactly what was on her mind, he decided to let her continue until her short legs tired her out.

"I just-I don't understand you. How can you give him free reign of the castle?"

"He doesn't have free reign", Eddie said.

"Did you put a collar on him? Or cuffs?", Nancy asked. When Eddie shook his head, she continued. "Do you put any sort of spell on him? Or charm?"

"Robin can handle herself. And there's always guards nearby if he steps out of line."

Nancy looked him up and down, then crossed her arms. "It's almost like you have faith in him or something."

Eddie couldn't describe what he was feeling. He couldn't forgive the Harringtons for what they had been doing. But Dustin was right. Unless he could prove that Steve had been directly responsible, it wasn't right to punish him. He could still dislike him, since he definitely benefited from the misdeeds of his family.

And there was a slim chance those hard feelings would ever change.

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Steve got dressed just in time to hear someone knock on the door.

"Hey, your royal slowness, we haven't got time for you to soak all day. I have actual important things to do."

It sounded like the woman from before. The one who didn't want him. Steve opened the door to her unimpressed face.

"Let's go."

"Without shoes?", Steve asked, looking down his bare feet.

"You won't need 'em."

She led him down the hall, past some windows and Steve got his first glimpse of the outside. It looked...normal. Nothing like the blackened, dead trees, and the dry, salted earth that he'd been led to believe this area was. The trees were wilting, sure, but in the typical way ones did in autumn. There was grass and even people doing chores outside.

Past the castle walls, he could make out something in the distance that looked like a town.

"Keep up!"

Steve tore his eyes away and saw that she was a long ways ahead of him. He jogged to catch up, noting the carpet on the floor. He was suddenly reminded of being very young and still allowed to go barefoot outside his quarters.

"Alright", she opened up a closet that was filled with instruments. "I need these moved over to the other end of the south wing and then polished and shined."

"So you're using a prince as both a pack mule and a maid?", Steve asked, brow raised. "What if I refuse?"

"Then I get our all-powerful king to put a compulsion hex on you and hypnotize you to do it anyway."

"Steve!", Dustin exclaimed when he came around the corner, beaming. "I went down to visit you and you were gone! They set you free?"

"I'm less free and more like free labor, apparently."

"You know you're not supposed to go down into the dungeons, Dustin."

"I see you've met Robin. Don't worry, she's nicer than she looks", Dustin grinned.

"Not nice enough to not tell Eddie what you've been doing. And I'm pretty sure he threatened to tell your mom. Maybe I'll just cut out the middle man", Robin warned.

Dustin paled. "You wouldn't dare."

Robin gestured to the musical instruments. "Help out with this and I won't tell a soul."

Dustin let out a breath of relief. "Menial work? That's it? Between Steve and me, we can knock this out easy."

Steve frowned. "I never said I'd-"

"This spoiled brat probably can't even lift a flute", Robin challenged.

"He knows how to kill a guy like a dozen different ways. Steve could finish this in like ten minutes", Dustin countered.

"Ooh, challenge accepted", Robin turned, ignoring Steve's protests. "I'll be in the second music room. Keep his highness on a tight leash."

Fully roped into it, Steve started hauling instruments. Dustin was talking, but he was thinking of his escape. He had no shackles, no bars. He could find a moment to get past the walls and then...maybe it would be better to sneak to the stables and get a horse first. He dreaded the thought of traveling such a distance with no shoes though. Maybe someone had a pair lying around?

Could he steal a pair in town without anyone noticing? He doubted most townsfolk would recognize him as an enemy prince. Steve was deep in his escape plan strategizing, that he just nodded along and 'mhm'ed to whatever it was that Dustin was saying. That kid could talk to a wall and keep the conversation going, which he was pretty much doing now, talking to Steve.

He barely even noticed that they were done moving things until the woman, Robin, threw a cloth at him.

"I want these shiny enough to see my reflection in them", she ordered.

"Why are you making him do all this?", Dustin asked.

"I'm getting new students tomorrow and they deserve nice equipment."

Dustin's eyes narrowed. "Who?"

"Oh no one you'd know. Except for Mike."

"Mike?!"

"And Max. And El, oh and Lucas and", Robin went on naming people, some Steve knew, others that he didn't.

"Bullshit! There's no way they're all taking classes!"

"Oh they are. And you are too", Robin said while leaving the room.

Incredulous, Dustin followed her out, leaving Steve alone in the room. Alone. They had left him alone. He looked to the open door, leading out into the hallway, then the instruments spread out on tables and the floor, covered in dust.

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Jeff and Nancy were strolling the halls, discussing how best to prepare for any sort of retaliation when they heard whistling. It wasn't the sound that gave them pause, but where it was coming from. A music room that wasn't supposed to be in use yet. They poked their heads in and saw Prince Steve, whistling a happy working tune while shining a shining a trumpet.

The two of them pulled their heads out, shared a mutual expression of confusion and went to seek out Eddie to report to him, but he was nowhere to be found. That usually meant he was off in town or visiting some other part of the kingdom. Either way, they wouldn't be able to talk to him until he returned.

Steve didn't spend too long rationalizing why he was doing this. He was just biding his time until he came up with a more solid plan. Even though his homeland wasn't really a home, at least no one there wanted to actively kill him. He wasn't safe here and he couldn't forget that. He especially couldn't let his guard down around the king.

Robin remembered him a couple of hours later and led him back to the room he'd first been brought to. Steve had time to actually look at it now. Smaller than his own room but larger than the prison cell. Definitely warmer to. But besides that, it was very minimal and sparse. A bed, a small drawer, and the bathroom. Steve wondered what this room was for. It was an odd sort of guest room.

Robin said something about dinner being brought up but Steve paid it no mind when he realized he'd be sleeping on a bed tonight. He collapsed into it and buried himself in the blanket. He'd be having sleep for dinner.

Part 8

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likedovesinthewindd · 11 months

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.......peter parker with a popular gf and he gets jealous becuzz she hangs out with the popular boys and basically reverse comfort <33

oh absolutely yes

peter parker x fem!reader

warning: self-deprecating thoughts (peters sad asf)

wc: ±1260

a/n: none

It's been bothering Peter for some time now, slowly eating at him until he had no choice but to do something about it. He'd be lying if he said the possibility that you'd much rather spend your time with other people than with him didn't irritate and sadden him.

He didn't want to seem like a jealous or overbearing boyfriend, but the truth was he missed you, missed spending time with you like you always did, but you were always busy. And if you weren't busy, you were with your other friends.

He's been wary of bringing up the topic, because he knew for a fact you'd never be unfaithful, but he couldn't help but wonder what made them so much better than him.

Was it because they were more popular than him? Funnier and more confident? Maybe they simply were more fun to be around then him. Cooler and more social, just like you.

These self-deprecating thoughts have been plaguing him for too long now, and today was the day he was finally going to talk to you about it. Of course he's terrified of the possibility that you might leave him once and for all, realize what a loser he is and finally call it quits. No, you wouldn't break up with him, just two days ago you had told him how much you loved him...just before you said goodbye to hang out with your teammates on the cheer team. And the football team.

It wasn't uncommon for the two groups to hang out together. Most football players had girlfriends who cheered, so they'd often celebrate and hang out together. Peter trusted you with his whole heart, he just didn't necessarily like you hanging out with those guys.

All these thoughts were swimming around in his mind as he made his way to your house. He was greeted at the door by your mother, who told him that you were upstairs in your room. He took the stairs quietly, knocking softly at your door when he reached your room.

Your eyes lit up when you saw your boyfriend and you swiftly pulled him into a crushing hug. After a few seconds you urged him inside your room, closing the door before you lifted your head to give him a kiss. He accepted it gladly, and nearly cried when you eventually had to pull away.

"To what do I owe the pleasure, Mr Parker," you said, as you moved over to your vanity, sitting back down and finishing your hair. "I just wanted to come and visit my girlfriend, is that a crime?" he asked, not yet revealing the true intention of his visit. He'd ease into it.

"Of course not Peter, I love having you around," you said turning around in your chair and smiling at him. It made his heart clench. Ironic since we hardly spend time together anymore he wanted to say but he bit his tongue, returning the gesture and giving you a small smile in return.

"What are you getting all dolled up for?" he asked when he noticed you fixing up your make-up by the vanity. You hesitated a bit, dropping the mascara on the table and turning to him once again. "Y'know that game we won a few days ago?" you asked and he only nodded. He knew where this was going.

"Well, the girls asked me if I wanted to join them tonight to celebrate," you said. "Only the girls or..." he started. "No, the winning team obviously too," you said laughing, but you stiffled it when you saw the look on Peter's face. He looked so disappointed, so sad.

"You can always come along Peter, I'm sure no one would mind," you tried but he only shook his head. "Peter, are you alright?" you asked moving from the vanity to sit next to him on your bed. He only nodded, choosing to rather look out your bedroom's window than at you. You gently turned his head towards you, urging him to look at you, and the distraught look in his eyes made your heart clench painfully. "Peter?" you tried again, "please talk to me."

"Am I boring to you?" he asked quietly.

The question threw you way of guard, and you found yourself speechless for several seconds. "What?" you asked finally. "Am I boring? Is that why you'd rather hang out with other people?" he asked, still looking at you with a dreadful expression. "You're not boring Peter," you said softly, but he shook his head. "I don't believe you."

"Why not?" you asked. "Because you don't wanna be around me anymore!" he said, shooting up from the bed and pacing around your room. "I get it, alright? I'm not the most interesting guy, I mean I barely go out unless I have to, but I miss us. I miss spending time with you, and every time I want to do something with you you're hanging out with those losers," he said still pacing around your room. "If this is your way of saying you wanna break up then—"

"Woah, hey! What?" you asked, now also standing up to face him properly. You grabbed at his shoulders to stop his pacing. "Why on Earth would I wanna break up with you?" you asked, voice strained. "Because you don't wanna be with me anymore," he said quietly and your grip on his shoulders moved down to grasp both of his hands in yours.

"That's not true, Peter," you began, "you're not boring, at all. You're the coolest guy that I've ever met." When he scoffed at your words your brows furrowed. "I'm serious. You're so smart and thoughtful, and you always make me feel so special. I'm so sorry I haven't done the same for you, because you deserve that," you said squeezing his hands.

"I'm sorry for neglecting you Peter, and that for a bunch of losers," you said quoting him and you lit up when you caught the small smile on his face. "They're not even that cool, I only ever hang out with them because they're my friends' boyfriends. They're a bunch of airheads honestly," you said and Peter laughed softly. You couldn't help but smile at the heavenly sound.

"You're the only one for me, I promise. You don't ever have to question that," you said. "I'm sorry," Peter whispered. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he buried his head into your neck. "You have nothing to apologize for. I should be saying sorry," you said, running your fingers through his soft brown hair. "I'll start hanging out less with them, I promise."

Peter's head rose from your shoulder. "You don't have to do that," he said, and this time you shook your head. "Yes I do. I don't care either, I won't necessarily miss them. I was serious when I said you were the only one for me," you said giving him a small smile. He felt like his heart was going to give in on him. It felt so good to hear those words coming from you. He knew it, subconsciously, but hearing you said it made his heart soar.

"I love you," he caught himself saying, and the smile you gave him in return made his stomach do somersaults. "I love you too Peter, so much," you said before landing a kiss on his soft lips. You mentally scolded yourself for neglecting your perfect boyfriend the way you have. He gave you everything your heart desired, and it was only right you did the same for him.

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x fem!reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker oneshot #peter parker x you #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker #peter parker fic #likedovesinthewindd

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footballfanficwriter · 5 months

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Get dressed we're going out

Summary:where Jude and the reader go on a date

"Babe are you ready?"

"Yeah I am"

"C'mon let's go then"

I walk down the stairs and see Jude waiting for me

"You look great"

"Thank you"

"Ok let's go then pretty lady"

We walk out the house holding hands and walking towards the car

He opens the door for me and I thank him

"I've got so many things planned out for us today" he says sounding excited

"Oh yeah?, what are those things?"

"A suprise"

"C'mon tell me"

"If I told you babe then it wouldn't be a surprise"

"Jude you do this to me every time"

"And in the end you always love it"

"You know I'm glad we're doing this, it's been such a long time since we've been on a date and spent time together alone"

"Yeah, I feel the same, but tonight we're gonna have the best time"

"What are we even gonna do"

"You'll see"

We drive until we see a restaurant called Ramón Freixa Madrid

"Hi reservation for Bellingham"

"Yes Mr. Bellingham we have been waiting for you, right this way"

We follow the lady to our reserved table and Jude pulls out a chair for me"

"Well thank you sir"

"You welcome madame, I hope you don't mind, I got us a window seat so we can look at the view"

"Nope I don't mind, in fact I love it, it reminds me about when we started dating"

"Oh yeah when we first met and you'd sneak out of the house just to come see me"

"Yeah you were really a bad influence on me back then you know" I say laughing

"No I wasn't"

"Yes you were Jude"

"Well at least you enjoyed it, you were always that girl that was always cooped up in the house and never left the yard unless it to take the garbage out"

"The house was a fun place to be in"

"Sure" he says looking at me with a certain way

"It was stop looking at me like that"

"If it was such a great place to in then would I catch you staring out the window watching other kids play"

"Ok fine but you were still a bad influence"

"Whatever makes you sleep at night darling" he says taking my hand and placing it on his lips making me blush

*flash*

"What was that?" I say turning to The window to see 5 paparazzis standing outside the restaurant and taking pictures

"Who told them we were here" Jude asks rhetorically

He stands up, grabs my hand and starts walking towards the exit only to be met with paparazzi and fans holding Real Madrid shirts and posters of Jude and his teammates

"I'm sorry guys not today please, I'm on a date with my wife right now" he says in the most genuine voice

"Go ahead" I say

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I don't mind" I say trying not to sound a bit disappointed

He starts grabbing one of the marker that the Fan is holding in their hands and starts signing shirts and poster and taking pictures

I find a wall and lean against the wall until he finishes

2 hours later

When Jude is finished with the fans he takes my hand and starts walking to the car

When we enter the car there is a silence until he breaks it

"I'm sorry my love"

"It's ok, I'm the one that told you to go so don't be sorry"

"But don't worry the night is still young" he says with a smile on his face that I can't help but mirror

He starts the car's engine and drives to a forest looking place

"You're not planning on killing me are you?"

"This is what happens when you watch them murder documentaries all the time"

I laugh at his comment and he chuckles as well

"Ok we're here" he says

He gets out the car and opens my door for me he offers his hand and i take it while thanking him

He walks to the boot and grabs a few things before walking towards me to take my hand

"What's in the bag?" I ask as we start walking into the woods

"You'll see" he says

"It's giving serial killer bro"

"Babe stop I'm not going to kill you, I love you too much to do that"

"Maybe that's the problem, you love me so much that you can't bare to see me with anyone that's not you so if you can't have me then no one can"

"Is that what you're always watching at night before you come to bed?"

"I saw an episode like that once you know"

He flicks my forehead

"Ouch, Jude, what was that for?"

"I was checking to see if my wife has a brain"

"She clearly doesn't if she married a person like you"

"You know you've just insulted the both of us"

"It was worth it"

"But that flick actually hurt you know" I say

"I'm sorry my love" he says and kisses the part on my forehead where he flicked me

"This is our stop" he says

The place is a circle of trees and in the middle being a pond that us surrounded by the trees and reflecting the bright stars in the sky

Jude sets the bag down and starts taking things out, a marker, a lighter, a candle, and something that looks lie a what plastic bag but more fragile almost like a floppy weak piece of thin paper

"What's all this" I ask

"You and I are each going to get one of these Yi Peng Lanterns ( those flying glowing things from tangled) and we're going to write what we want in our future together, then we light them up and let them go so they can come true"

"Aww babe I love that idea,that's so cute"

I kiss him and he kisses me back

"Ok let's get on with it the I say pulling away"

"Tease" he says

"Only for you babe"

I grab one of the lanterns and start writing what I want in my Future with Jude:

In my Future with my husband I want us to still be in love even years after we've gotten married, I want to us to be like one of those old couples that still love eachother in their old age and I want my bond with Jude to become stronger the longer we're together, as well as to share a lovely family that is filled of laughter, happiness, love and respect.

"Are you done writing" he asks

"Yeah" I say

"Ok before we light them and let them go we need to read each other's" he says

"Ok" I say and we swap lanterns and the minute I see his I don't wheather to laugh or to be angry because all his says is "Kids" in bold with 12 stick figures underneath it yes I counted them

"Jude what the hell?"

" why are the 12 stick figures with the word kids above it?"

"Because that's what I want in our Future"

"12 kids?"

"A line up and a sub"

"Really?"

"I already said our children are going to be playing football"

"Here I am writing a heartfelt message and you thinking about kids only?, so you don't want our relationship to become stronger?"

"I do babe, it's just that kids were the first thing to come to my mind"

"So you just wanna turn me into a baby making machine?"

"No, no ,no babe it's not like that"

"Then what is it?"

"It's just that children are known to represent the love of two people and us having 12 children represents how much I care and love you" he says and pulls me into his chest

" we are not having 12 children, four is the maximum" I say into his chest

"Fine, let's light the Lanterns up, I have one more suprise after this" he says

We let go of eachother and and he hands me one of the lighters he brought

I light my candle but it's a bit difficult with the wind blowing

"Shit" I hear

I turn my head to see Jude's Lantern on fire he holds the burning Lantern in his hands and starts walking around I stand up and try helping him

"Jude let go of the Lantern, drop it"

He instantly drops it but it lands on my lantern causing my lantern to catch on fire

"Oh my gosh what the hel-"

" Jude do something" I say but he is too busy blowing on his hands

So I kick the burning lanterns into the pond and watch the fire start to decrease and whatever is left over of the lanterns sinks into the water

"Well that didn't go according to plan" he says as we watch the left over paper sink into the water

"Are you ok?" I ask looking at him

"Yeah my hands were just burning up"

"Ok"

"C'mon let's go, the night is still small, or whatever the hell Niki Minaj said" he said

I laugh at him and he takes my hand and we make our way back to the car

We get into the car and we sit in silence with music playing in the background and his hand on my thigh slowly caressing it

I'm surprised to see us stop at the western park

"Why are we here ?"

"Stop asking questions and let's go" he says going to the boot again this time coming back with a basket

We walk to a small patch of the park where no one will interrupt us.

"We having a picnic" he says

"Really?"

"Well people mostly have picnics during the day in the daytime, but I just had to be different and marry a person who prefers the night almost like a married a vampire"

"I'm not anything like a vampire they suck people's blood and stuff I don't do that"

"You might not suck people's blood but you do suck other things"

"Yeah, lollipops"

"Those as well"

"Ok stop being dirty minded, you idiot"

I open the basket and take a blanket out and lay it on the floor as Jude sets everything up and organizes

After everything has been set we sit on the blanket and just talk and eat some food while sharing laughter and making jokes

"What were you even doing for the thing to catch on fire?" I ask

"It was the wind it had blown the top part of the lantern into the lighter"

"You know what part got me though?" I say

"Which part?"

"The part where you were doing high knees, holding the lantern and blowing on it that took everything in me not to laugh" I say laughing

"Yeah, I'm glad you enjoyed the show, we'll be here same time next week" he says sarcastically

I continue to laugh as he looks at me with soft eyes and leans into for a kiss and I don't hesitate to kiss him back

"I love you" he says

" I love you too" I say and lean in for another

Until I feel drop of water in my arm and in one go the sprinklers start spraying us with water and getting us soaked and along with it or food

Jude stands up and I do the same, he grabs the blanket what I grab the basket and we start running to the car

We get into the car and throw everything into the backseat

"Well that didn't go according to plan, again"

"Why were you running like that?"

"Like what?"

"A duck"

"I was not"

"Babe I was running behind you I know what i saw"

"Stop making fun of me"

"Ok, I'll stop"

"Let's go home"

"Yeah let's"

The drive home was a funny one as Jude and I were talking about the events of to night and why had happened

When we get home the first thing I do is take me heels off

"I'm going to take a shower" I say

I pick out a shirt from Jude's wardrobe that I know will look like a dress on me and head to the bathroom, open the water and start taking a shower as I finish my shower moisturize myself and put Jude's shirt on

When all of a sudden I smell something burning from downstairs

I quickly run downstairs to see my whole kitchen covered in smoke and my husband with with nothing but his dress pants on and an apron holding a cloth and trying to get rid of the smoke

"Haven't you played with enough fire for the night?"

"I know, I just thought you'd be hungry when you got out of the shower so I thought I'd prepare something for you"

"Aww babe you did have to"

"Well I guess it was useless since I nearly burned our house down"

"It's ok honey it's the fact that you tried that matters, go take a shower I'll clean this up and order Chinese, it'll all be ready by the time you're done"

"Are you sure?"

" yeah go ahead I've got this"

"Ok"

He walks up stairs and I start cleaning up the mess but not before ordering the food

After about an hour I'm done cleaning up and as if on Queue the door bell rings

I go and answer it and and pay the delivery guy and bring the food to the kitchen and set everything down

When I feel a pair of arms around my waist and he nuzzles his head into my neck

"Hey"

"You smell good" he says

"Thank you"

"Are you ok ?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Great"

"Ok let's go have this in the room then and then we can watch a movie"

"Ok" he says

I grabbed the food and offer him my outstretched hand and he takes it we walk up the stairs holding hands and prepare for bed

After getting into bed an getting comfortable we decide to watch A Bronx tale

"Sometimes I feel like I married an old man"

"Sometimes I feel like I married a little girl"

"Jude you can't say that, that sounds so wrong what the hell?"

He laughs at me and says

"I'm joking"

"Yeah whatever"

We watch the movie in silence until he suddenly pauses it

"What's wrong?"

"I just realized I didn't apologize"

"For what Jude"

"Ruining our date"

"If I hadn't interacted with those fans you wouldn't have been leaning against the wall waiting for me to finish, I just realized I put the fans before my very own wife and when I was given the choice to choose between the fans or my wife, I chose the fans.

"But Jude I told you to go interact with them"

"I know but still I should've stayed with you, I mean I was suprises to see you were not mad, especially after what happened at the pond, you had written such a beautiful thing and I just wanted to turn you into a baby making machine, I wasn't thinking about you and what type of effect all that might have on your body , I mean pushing one is already hell like I've heard multiple times but now imagine doing it 12 times

"Honey stop beating yourself up about all of that, you are an amazing husband and I'm sure one day you'll be an amazing father I mean I've seen how you are with kids and the 12 kids thing we've discussed it and we said 4 maximum, so forget about it, ok?"

"Ok"

"Now let's go back to watching this movie"

I unpause the move

And suddenly Jude lifts me up and places me on his lap

"I love so much"

"I love you more"

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ageingfangirl2 · 7 months

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A Little Goes A Long Way! Buggy (OPLA)

SMUT! A week has passed since a drunken encounter between you and your captain occurred and he's all you have on your mind, little do you know your captain feels the same way. Buggy x Reader (Female)

Part 2

Y/N

It had been a week since you'd gotten drunk with the crew after a successful raid that came with a lot of treasure. It had been a week since you drunkenly told your captain that you wanted him to fuck you and that you craved him, and the captain followed through fucking you beneath the deck. It had been a week since he left dark hickeys on your inner thighs, chest and neck that had only started to fade recently. It had been a week since your last interaction, and you weren't sure if he regretted that night because his orders came from other crew members.

There was one thing you were sure of and that was that you couldn't get him off your mind. He was like a drug and you were addicted. Maybe you'd been at sea too long and needed a release. You would fool around when you docked in a port with random guys, but the captain made those guys seem like boys and sex wouldn't be the same unless it was with him.

You weren't the only female crew member, but you'd been around the longest. Of course, Buggy had screwed them, and they had stories to tell that only piqued your interest. Alvida was the only one who didn't have an interest in him that way. The other crew were more feminine than you, but you could draw an eye or two, choosing to make men come to you and not the other way around. But here you were debating going to Buggy and begging for round two.

'y/n can you do me a favour?' Alvida asks, popping her head around the kitchen door.

You stop chopping vegetables and face her smiling, the two of you got along really well since she joined, 'Anything for you Alvida.'

She winks at you, 'I was asked to gather intel on our next target from a guy in town. Can you deliver it to the captain please, I'm going back into town.'

she slaps some documents down on a barrel and you roll your eyes, 'Of course, go get laid.'

She blows you a kiss, 'See you tomorrow beautiful, don't do anything I wouldn't do.'

You laugh at her antics as she vanishes. You finish chopping the vegetables before picking up the documents. It looked like you had an excuse to see Buggy, you just weren't sure what was going to happen.

BUGGY

Running a ship was hard work. Yes, we had a success last week but now we need to move on to the next target. Alvida should have something for me, though I wasn't quite sure where the damn woman was. Working also got my mind off y/n of all people. They'd been on the crew for a couple of years, mainly helping in the kitchen and showing impressive knife skills in shows. They put up with my rants, and flirting and took punishments like a champ. I never once pursued them, unlike other female crew members out of respect. So imagine my surprise when a week ago when they were drunk they came up to me and said they wanted to fuck and had been thinking about me for a while.

I'm a man and gave into my carnal desires, taking y/n in the shadows, pounding into them as they begged for more. I left marks all over their body, and they were beautiful in the light of day when they weren't covered. But for a week now I'd been ignoring them, assuming that once sober they had regrets.

'Captain can I come in?' y/n calls out, knocking on the door.

Well, this would be interesting. I take a deep breath, 'come in.'

y/n walks in smiling, they are always a happy person, and this makes it hard to read them, 'Alvida's a little busy and asked me to deliver this intel.'

y/n puts the folder on the desk but doesn't immediately leave. I sit back in my chair and smirk, 'something else on your mind?'

y/n closes their eyes and takes a deep breath before pointing an accusing finger my way, 'I'm all over the place and it's your fault.'

My smirk reaches my ears and I chuckle, 'Mmm, it's not all on me, you know y/n,' I say teasingly, 'I was minding my own business having a couple of drinks when you came onto me. Been thinking about me all week have you?'

y/n opens their eyes and a blush gives them away. I detach a hand and use it to pull them towards me, forcing them onto my lap which they straddle without any further prompting.

I unbutton their shorts and slip my fingers inside, shocked to find them not wearing any underwear, 'dirty girl.'

y/n bites their lip, 'I need to do laundry, this wasn't planned.'

I nod along, mischief in my eyes, 'You didn't lock the door. Do you want someone to walk in on us?'

This wasn't my first rodeo, I knew exactly where to touch, rub, pinch and how much pressure to apply to the clit to get certain responses. y/n was putty in my hands whimpering and trying to keep control, but this was my fight to win.

I lick my lips, 'answer me. Do you want to get caught with your captain? Do you want the crew to think you're another whore for my dick?'

y/n's whimpers were enough to get me hard, but they still kept eye contact which was hot, '...maybe...right now...I want you inside me...'

I don't give any warning before I move away from the clit and thrust two fingers inside their tight warm cunt, 'BUGGY!' they squeal loudly, and squirm on my lap.

'Tell me what you want,' I whisper, voice low, and y/n shudders beneath me.

'...faster...please...' they beg and a moan slips out.

I add a third finger and quicken the pace. Beads of sweat form on y/n's forehead as they come undone around me. y/n bucks their hips and grinds against me, 'FUCK!' I exclaim as y/n starts fucking themselves on my fingers matching my pace.

if anyone walked past my quarters right now all they'd hear were y/n's moans, 'You really are a dirty girl. So desperate and needy, I should have fucked you sooner,' I laugh.

With one more forceful thrust from me y/n cums on my fingers still inside them. They breathe heavily coming down from their high, the blissful look in their eyes turning me on even more, '...fuck...Buggy...'

I remove my slick fingers and bring them to my lips, licking them clean, 'so sweet. I didn't have to do much, you fucked yourself and it was hot.'

y/n's face turns a darker shade of red before they bury it in my chest in embarrassment at their slutty actions. I can't contain my laughter as I hold them against me and kiss the top of their head, 'next time I'm going to watch you finger fuck yourself y/n. You're captain's dirty girl now.

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pablitogavii · 11 months

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reader helping gavi bandage his injuries and caring for him PLS!!

"Would you please just lay down on the couch and let me change the bandage for you??" you said for the fifth time since Pablo came back from the training clearly still feeling pain in his leg after the last injury.

"Amor, it's fine..I'm just sore but it'll go away soon" he said always being the Mr. Tough Guy not to mention stubborn to the bone.

"Oh really?" you touched his hamstring and he groaned in pain involuntarily since it was clear as day he was hurting.

"That's what I thought. Now let this medical degree of mine be of some use, please cariño.." you said and he sighed sitting down and resting his leg on the long edge of the couch.

"Mm come here mi amor.." he tried to distract and pull you onto his lap when you came closer with a gauze but you wouldn't let him really wanting to see for yourself how his injury looked. Pablo groaned in annoyance when you pulled away going to sit besides his leg.

You slowly removed an old gauze observing the still inflamed injury that you knew was hurting much more than he let on in the past few days. From how it looks, he must be in constant pain.

"Why didn't you tell me you are this hurt Pablo??? You said it was barely a scratch and this looks like a serious inflammation.." you said slowly touching around it and he hissed in pain.

"I don't remember those long words from the doctors but he said I'll be ready for the next game.." Pablo said and you raised your eyes knowing that there must be and 'if' part to that sentence.

"If I take my medicine and use the topical daily before going bed.." he finished and you nodded chuckling a little when he rolled his eyes at you. It might be annoying, but you are doing this for his own benefit and he knew that deep down.

"How's your pain from one to ten?" you asked and he sighed looking at your small hand gently pressing against his wound.

"When you touch me amor..it's barely noticeable" he smirked winking and you blushed returning a small smile before asking him to be serious.

"It's about six throughout the day, gets to eight during trainings but then I take my medication and it goes back down..I'm telling you I'll be fine" he said and you listened carefully becoming really worried that his pain was that intense and he probably didn't tell that to anybody. He can't keep pushing like this until he is healed and in much less pain.

"Amor your pain shouldn't exceed like a four even with trainings..maybe we need to do a scan?" you said but he quickly shook his head and you knew that was because of his innate fear of doctors.

"No scans! Please! I don't want to go to the hospital!" he said and you sighed moving closer to him and cupping his cheeks before kissing his lips sweetly in reassurance that you were right there besides him.

"I'll go with you amor, I promise. How about tonight I massage your leg a little with the topical, we can use that laser therapy too and if the pain stays the same during training, we go tomorrow night to get a scan done?" you say and he pouts but nods his head in agreement which made you smile and kiss his lips again.

"Okay, let's go to the bedroom mi campeon!" you take his hand and he smirks kissing the top of your head.

"Mm I could never reject such an offer from mi nena bonita.." he winked and you knew he was playing dirty to avoid the painful massage you agreed on.

"Good try, Pablito but if you let me do this with no distractions..I might have something you might like later?" you wink this time and he laid down promising to be the best patient 'en todo el mundo' which made you giggle.

"And this thing I like...is it fun?" he spoke while you were using a laser which was distracting his mind from the pain and so you decided to play along.

"It's very fun Pablito.." you answer looking at him with a smirk he returned. Of course you both had the same thing in mind but this teasing session was way too much fun to stop.

"And I can choose the pose princesa?" he was direct and you blushed looking into his dark lustfull eyes before smiling and nodding tour head which made his smirk widen.

"Alright cariño, I'm almost done..then we just have to put the gauze on again and you'll be all set" you said and he nodded thinking just how adorable you looked when you were focused on a task like this. Especially when it was him you were focused on!

"Alright, is that too tight?" you ask and he shakes his hand feeling much better after your help that he will consider letting you care for him more often..but right now he had that thing he liked in his mind.

"Princesa?" he said as you were packing your first aid kit and you looked at him noticing his smirk growing but you played innocent.

"Still in pain?" you ask and he nods making you curious because you knew that wasn't the case.

"But not on my leg.." he added and you smirked too asking where was this new 'pain' coming from as he sat up taking your hand and placing it on his hard growing bulge.

"Ah I see..well señor, you're in luck because I have just what you need ;)" you winked as you both chuckled starting to make out passionately laying down onto your shared bed.

I hope you enjoy reading my stories :)

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masonmyluv · 6 months

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Part 5

A/N: a little bit of angst makes the story even more interesting 🫢

Warnings: angst, mentions of smut, Fermin being an asshole sorry 🥺

"So I thought we could use these books" you said. "Did you take the whole library?" He asked laughing. "That wouldn't have been fair for the others" you said. "And I already browsed trough them, so we just have to read some chapters" you explained. "We should start then" he said, sitting on the couch and you at the kitchen island. Two hours passed and you decided to order some take out and then continue with typing your essay. After gaining more energy, you went back to highlighting paragraphs while Fermin was doing the same. You couldn't help, but your mind wondered to that wet dream a few nights ago, when he pulled you into his lap and kissed you passionately. Those plump lips of his moulding with yours. His tongue fighting yours for dominance. His hands that were either on your back or your ass, squeezing you against him.

"Y/N"

Yours were pulling his hair as you wanted to feel more of him. "Fuck" you moaned when you pulled away for air, his lips instantly going to your neck.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Fermin asked, waving his hand in front of you. "Y-yeah" you blushed, being caught red-handed. You just had a fantasy about the guy you were in the room with. "I said we should include facts and examples" he said. "Okay, I agree" you said, trying to push away any thirst thoughts of him when you had to focus on the project.

— the next day —

"We just have to do the ppt and it's done" you said, finishing the last corrections to the essay. Then you went on your laptop to pick a theme for the PowerPoint, but all of them were shit. "So I thought we could use this if you like it" you said. "Or maybe this one?". "Whatever you want" he said kind of harshly. He realised his tone was cold and somehow annoyed when you didn't reply and just closed yourself from him. When he said he wanted to get rid of the crush, he didn't mean to be mean towards you. "Y/N, I'm sorry—". "I think we're both tired. We should stop here. I'll do the ppt" you said, packing your things. "I can do it —". "No, it's okay. See you tomorrow when we have to present" you said, quickly walking out of his house. Maybe you really were annoying when it came to projects.

— in class —

Everyone could sense something was wrong with the two of you. You even declined the coffee that was already waiting for you on the desk, probably from Fermin. "You nervous?" Fermin asked breaking the ice, but you were reading your notes on the project. "It will be alright I hope" he continued. The professor entered the room, so you could just ignore his presence while your colleagues presented their work. "So, today we are going to start with Mr. Lopez and Miss Y/L/N" he said and your face fell. Why were you the ones starting? "Because Mr. Lopez has training in an hour" he said as if reading your mind. Of course, the football princess is busy. You stood up and Fermin after you, going to the front of the class with your laptop. "It will be okay" Fermin whispered.

The presentation was flawless, except some parts where Fermin forgot what to say, but you saved his ass. The professor told you you'll find the grades later today and gave the class a short break. "That went amazing" Fermin said, following you out of the classroom. "Yeah sure" you mumbled. "You're not staying for the rest of the class?" Fermin asked, knowing you rarely missed any. "Mind your own fucking business" you said, going to the coffee shop to buy a coffee. "I bought you a coffee earlier—". "Why are you following me around, Fermin? Don't you have training?" You asked. "What's up with you?" He asked annoyed. "How dare you! You're being an asshole, not even telling me we have to present first" you said, taking your cup of coffee. "It doesn't matter anyway" he shrugged. "Maybe not for you, but for me yes. That's why we're a team, we tell each other things like that. But obviously, you thought I was a perfectionist and didn't even care to tell me about this tiny detail" you said, storming out of the coffee shop. "Well I'm sorry, but it doesn't matter—". "Maybe for you because guess what? You already have your future, but I don't. Everything I do for Uni counts. And I don't want a stupid spoiled footballer to ruin it" you snapped. "Alright. I don't even need your help anymore. You're a perfectionist and obsessed with your grades. All you do in study all day. Go have some fun" he said angrily. "Sorry for not blowing smoke up your ass, fucking idiot" you spat, turning the opposite direction and walking away from him.

———

When you got home, you threw yourself on the bed and thought about how you had the impression Fermin had a good opinion on you, unlike the rest of your colleagues who thought you were introverted and studied all day. You felt betrayed and used. Maybe he just wanted to do this project with you because he knew you would do the job in order to get a good grade. How stupid you were to believe he actually saw you differently.

———

"Joder, tio! What's up with you?" Gavi asked as he nutmegged Fermin for the third time today. "Did something happen today with that project?". "Yeah, I fucked up" Fermin replied. "Why? You didn't get a good grade?" Gavi asked. "No, we did. I fucked up with Y/N. Told each other some things" and Fermin told Gavi everything that happened earlier. "Joder! I told you she's a keeper" Gavi said. He was mad at his best friend. "I know, I just... don't know. I actually like that she studies a lot and doesn't to parties. And these weeks I found the other side of her, because when we were together, she wasn't that introverted. I liked her like that" he explained. "Joder! You're in love with her" Gavi said. "I'm not" Fermin argued. "Even if you were, I don't think she wants to see you ever again" he said. "Thanks Gavi. Really makes me feel less shit now" Fermin rolled his eyes. "What should I do?". "Let her cool down. And maybe then explain everything to her" Gavi suggested. "Explain what?". "That you like her, idiot" Gavi said, slapping his head. "And don't tell me you don't. She came to take care of you when you were sick. She has feelings for you too" Gavi said. "Since when are you Dr. Love?" Fermin teased. "Since when my best mate is completely blind and stupid" Gavi said.

Hope you like it ☺️

#fermin lopez #football imagine #fermin lopez marin #fermin lopez smut #fermin lopez fluff #footballer imagine

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daruee · 1 month

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Lend Me Some Sugar, I am Your Neighbor

The lack of excitement all over my face was so visible.

Being forced to spend a month out of my summer with my grandparents in the south wasn't my idea of a good time nor was it on my summer bucket list, didn't matter now though I was here and just counting the days like some prisoner.

There wasn't much to do but lounge really, so that's what I did for a sizeable chunk of my day. Sitting on the porch painting my nails, reading, or listening to music as I try to occupy my hands with drawing was what I did for most of the day.

Halfway through my near prison experience I was sitting on the porch one day with my feet up trying to kill time by reading when I heard someone's heavy footsteps moving up the stairs when I lowered my book and my eyes locked with sexiest man I'd seen in so long. His appearance was enough to remind me of how visually starved and unstimulated I'd been. Would it be too much to want to be bent over by him already...

maybe

Didn't matter much, he walked right inside to talk to my grandparents wondering if they'd like to come by to his farm and pick some fruit or get it by order. I walked in just trying to get a better listen and to sneak more glances at him, my grandmother was about to hand him a list of what they'd like and pay him before I had a fabulous idea.

"I could pick some myself and bring them here guys no need to put in an order and deal with those pesky fees."

It was that easy.

Now I was on my way to his farm the next day with a basket ready to see how much trouble I could get myself into. I decorated myslef in dewy makeup, a black gingham dress, and some leather mary janes and pretty white socks that carried that innocent ruffle around their trim.

Truely how could I not want to impress that satyr, I just knew he'd enjoy a little nymph like me. I saw in his eyes during that interaction from the other day that though he didn't say anything directly he could turn me everyway but loose if he wanted to.

I got there and I was the only one, he seemed to have just come back from delivering to others since he was unloading crates from his truck which made sense. Most of the people living out here were older. I waved, he smiled tipped his hat and walked over.

"Never seen a kid volunteer to come pick fruit it's usually a chore, what's your name again?"

I chuckled and engaged in the small talk with him, he decided to help me out and navigating the fields since he could tell I wasn't from here and never actually went through a farm. Also walking through it alone would be just plain lonely!

I asked him a bunch of questions but he didn't seem to mind, nor did he mind getting close to explain them to me. I had to fight off the urge to shiver as his words trickled into my ear, I stepped back so that our bodies could touch, I wasn't trying to miss an oppurtonity here and I wanted him to know I liked him. He was a great help and let me pick out the ripest and biggest fruits I had plenty of berries but asked him to show me over to the apple trees. Usually it seemed like they'd be picked already and put in crates for the choosing but he'd just delivered a bunch so they were empty.

"guess you'll just have to mosey on up that ladder and grab a few 'yerself don't worry I can hold it for ya"

I nodded and agreed, it wasn't a big deal just picking a few apples. When I had palmed about four I was looking for one more so I could climb down and call it a day, little did I know he was only so okay with me taking my time because he was looking up my dress all the while, he did do his part and helped me down once I was finished. By this time I was parched and happy to go along with his plan to just drink some iced tea on his porch. We talked a little more, his hand made friends with my thigh, his rough hands felt so good on my skin.

"Are ya still thirsty? I mean I have something else you could drink, really tasty and good for ya it's in the barn though. 'Ya wouldn't mind headin there with me to taste some, I value the opinions of little ladies like you."

He was saying all the right things and I told him I loved trying new things so what was there to say no to. His barn was really clean and there wasn't much to it, he made me stand in the middle and started kissing my neck, it gradually turned it to bites that I had to yelp to get him to stop only for him to do it again but harder. While that was happening he was lifting up my dress and eventually thew it to the side as he stated,

"it's hot today anyway ya don'y need all those clothes on, it's just me"

I had no urge to stop him, I liked everything he was doing, how he kept making me feel small made me never want to let go yet now I was quickly dragged down from the clouds as he forced me on my knees. I was shocked and couldn't help but pout. He got out a glass bottle of milk and brought it over to me, hands on my chin as he held it above my head to make sure I was watching.

"I was thinkin you should get a taste of this and...maybe I can fill it with something else for you."

He smirked and unscrewed the top and ran it under my nose allowing the fresh and neutral scent to hit me, he held it up to my lips and let me drink a few sips from it, when he asked if it taste good I shook my head eagerly and licked my lips. He was messing with me and drawing things out to far, before I knew it he was dropping it over my face and watching it trickle down my tits down to my legs. when I let out a gasp for air my eyes shot open to the sensation of his hard cock thrusting into it. He poured some into my mouth so that i could taste the milk all mixed in with his precum before pouring the rest on my body again.

That wasn't enough as he dragged me up by the arm and pushed me onto some hay and spreading my legs open about to let himself in my pussy he grabed one of my pigtails and spoke into my ear,

"I'm gonna fuck you right here doll, use you all up for sure, but I didn't lie I'm gonna see how many times I can cum into that bottle there and let you drink it all up for me"

I was panting, wet with milk, and uncomfortable with all this hay sticking to me so I did what I do best.

I can take it daddy.

#smut #dumb slvt #daddy's good girl #bd/sm kink #rough cnc #cnc k!nk #breeding toy #bimboification #ddlgbabygirl #girlblogging #what more could you want #farmcore #country life #break me

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mrs-monaghan · 5 months

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I need advice, please, you never answer my asks, even though you do with tkkrs spewing lies and hate. Please, I used to love every Jikook interaction, but since a while ago, I can't do it without thinking about how 99% of the fandom are tkkrs and hate JM. I want to enjoy their moments like you do, but it hurts so much to see all the hate JM receives. Sometimes I wonder if JK is worth it...like JM would be free if he dated someone else...tkkrs only want JK to be TH's sex toy, and if JM is with someone else, at least we could enjoy Jikook even if it's them just being friends. Or JK could shut tkkrs up sometime and try to defend Jimin...I gave up on TH confirming Jennie, he's a coward and doesn't want to lose his fans (tkkrs), so he's going to keep doing fanservice namedropping JK everytime he needs it... please, what is your secret? how can I enjoy jkk again? why are there so many people that believe JK is TH's boyfriend if JM is the one he loves? really, everything is so frustrating. Poor JM, I'm tired

Maybe I dont answer your asks because you say things like "maybe Jimin should find someone else" Matter of fact, let it be known to everyone: I delete all such asks. Or any asks that sound remotely like anti JK. Jimin loves who he loves. He is head over heels for this man. Get with the programme or move the fuck on. Coz your fav aint never gonna drop JK just coz u want him to. And I personally figure that is common sense. So anytime I get an ask saying JK doesn't deserve Jimin I don't even finish reading that shit. I delete. So I'm sorry you're upset anon, but if this is how u talk everytime then that's why I have never answered u.

That being said, anon pointed out how I have time to reply to antis n tkkrs. I'm sure some of u who have sent me good Jikook asks probably wonder the same thing. Why does she reply to them but hasn't answered my ask from months ago? This is a fair question. Apart from my current situation 🤰🏽 I may not have time sometimes. And some of your asks require research. Some of your asks are so good they deserve time and thought put into them. Meanwhile insulting a piece of vermin or an anti is easy. I don't have to think when talking smack to these assholes. I don't need to research anything. Plus its very satisfying and takes 0 effort on my end. So that's why it seems like I prioritise them.

Answering a good ask and answering it properly, could take all day sometimes. As much as I love doing it, it requires a lot of time and effort. So yeah, incase any of u was frustrated about how u sent a good ask a long time ago and yet I seem to have time for antis, thats why. That, and people who send links. Those asks are easy n take no time at all.

I'm sorry guys. Really.

But anon, u asked for advice on how to enjoy Jikook moments despite the existence of tkkrs.

I will start by taking you back to this post I made when all hell broke loose that one time. It is incredibly important that people remember: your feelings are not Jimin's. This is the man who in 2018 was sent a death threat and he said that Armys were more worried about this person than he was. That he was alright and that no one should worry.

Quickly, lets pay attention to this part one more time

His fans were more concerned than he was. I do believe this to be the case 1000% right now too. You are more worried about the vermin than he is. You are more worried about Jikook antis, than he is. He doesn't care. If he cared he would pull away from JK. If he cared we wouldn't be getting a Jikook documentary. If he cared why would be continue providing Jikook content despite knowing some people will not receive it very well??? Despite knowing there are people who wanna kill him for hanging with JK?

If he cared we would be starved for moments on official content. He would keep away from JK if antis were affecting him. Period. There is no "poor Jimin." He's more than okay.

Anon, my advice is to keep this in mind. This is what I do. Jimin doesn't care, so neither do I.

So instead I laugh at them and mock them because they are just wasting their time and energy. No amount of hate and death threats are gonna stop Jimin from loving those he loves. And this is the truth.

Plus, why be concerned with people who believe members hate each other? Like in what world does that make sense?? Anon, you have seen the fuckery i share on this blog. These people are brainless and stupid. As we speak they claim that wasn't JK with Jimin in Tokyo. How can u take such people seriously??? I know I don't. I can't. For me to even consider the shit coming out of your mouth you have to make sense and tkkrs dont make any fucking sense.

So my advice, this is up to you and you only. Its is up to u to treat these people like the mental cases they are; by not taking them seriously. Report, block and move on. Go watch a happy Jimin compilation or something. If u can't take the hate, then unfollow all report pages, mute key words, stay on the clean side of twitter. Believe u me, it exists. Curate your timeline anon, it is possible. Even on twitter.

I promise you Jimin does not care. He used to but he sure as hell doesn't anymore. You remember this crucial part, and you will be able to enjoy Jikook in peace.

Plus, if you've been paying attention to JK, you will notice he doesn't feed tkkrs. He really doesn't. Not like in the past. And the dude has made it clear he doesn't like them... not even a little bit. And can u blame him? Look at you and how u feel. Now imagine JK, Jimin's boyfriend seeing this hate. Imagine how he feels. You can tell he ain't about tkkrs. Especially this year. Even they know it and so they rely on V for tkk content. (Denying them moments is the most JK can do. Interfering or trying to shut them up wouldn't work. If it didn't work with V, twice, it won't work with JK either)

This is the only advice I can give u. Hope u heed it. Because no one deserves their BTS experience taken away from them. Xoxo

#ask shaz #bts ask #jimin antis #jikook antis #jimin #set me free #set me free pt.2 #jikook

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arcanekai · 4 months

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All I Want For Christmas Is You

Aether X gn! Reader

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cn | friends to lovers; reader has a brother; reader and Aether are a bit dense

Word count | 2.5k

an | Merry Christmas/ Happy Holidays everyone! Hope you are spending this season with loved ones! And have a Happy New Year!

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The city of Monstadt was bustling with life as you walked down the street, humming a popular Christmas tune. You had just finished buying your brother's Christmas gift and were now doing a bit of window shopping. The decorations adoring every store reminded you of just what needed to be done before the fated family gathering happening on Christmas day. You still had to decorate the tree, make cookies, and buy an ugly sweater for the day. Not to mention, you need to prepare yourself for the onslaught of questions your relatives have for you and your love life. With a sign, you turn away from the store window and continue your journey down the street. As you turn the corner, you bump into something very sturdy. The impact made you stumble back a bit causing your foot to slip on the curb. Now falling backwards toward the pavement, you flail your arms to try and balance yourself only for someone's hand to grab your wrist and pull you to safety.

“Are you okay?”

You look up to see golden orbs gazing at you with worry.

“Aether? What are you doing here? I thought you were in Sumeru on vacation with Lumine?”

“Ha, I'll answer your question later. You still haven't answered mine.” Aether said with a small smile.

“Oh right, I'm fine,” you say as you rub the back of your neck in embarrassment, “my ankle hurts a little from the initial fall, but nothing life threatening.”

“That's good to hear, but maybe we should go to the hospital just in case. I can carry you on my back if you'd like?”

“There's no need for that! It's just a small sprain and I can walk just fine!” You shake your head and wave your hands in front of your face as a way to distract him from seeing the growing blush on your cheeks. “Besides, you still haven't answered my questions!”

“Alright, fine.” Aether replies a little defeated. “Lumine got snowed in at university and is still stuck there. We canceled our plans and decided to celebrate Christmas separately. As for why I am here currently, I'm buying presents.” He holds up the bag slightly with a sympathetic smile.

“You're spending Christmas by yourself? How about you spend Christmas with me and my family? I'm sure they wouldn't mind having you around, I mean you’re practically family at this point.”

Aether's eyes sadden at your last statement. Although he is happy you see him as family, he wished for something more. Something less familial and more romantic. Did you really not notice the huge crush he harbors for you? All those times in high school when he brought you somewhere secluded, just the two of you, only to be interrupted by one of your friends calling you. Or during college when he was the only one taking care of you when you were sick. His friends, as well as yours, caught on to his feelings for you and gave him multiple opportunities to confess to you, however, he was a coward. So, here he is, on the sidewalk of a busy street, talking to his best friend. Only his best friend, nothing more, nothing less.

“I mean if that's okay with you and your family. I don't want to intrude on your family time.” Aether said shyly.

“Nonsense! Besides, having you there means I get to avoid my nosy relatives who are only interested in my non-existent love life.” You say excitedly while nudging Aether's arm with your elbow. “*gasp* We can have matching sweaters! Come on, we have to get them now!”

You grab Aether by the arm and pull him toward the clothing stores, talking his ear off about everything you guys can do together before the day. Perhaps staying as friends has its benefits.

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Standing in the living room was Aether and a very decorated Christmas tree. As you emerge from your kitchen with a tray of hot chocolate, you see Aether tilt his head to the side before placing another ornament on the tree.

His hair was in his signature braid and he was wearing the white scarf you had gifted him on his birthday years ago. It was nice knowing he cherished the gift so much, but it was also concerning with how much he wore it. Which is why your Christmas present for Aether is a new scarf, white with gold accents, along with some other things and a long overdue love letter. There were multiple times in high school where you were going to put it in his locker, but the amount of love letters he got from others was disheartening. During college you had gathered enough courage to ask him out on a date only for it to turn into a group hangout instead. Just a couple of days earlier, you were planning to leave it in his mailbox while he was on vacation, but that didn't happen. However, today is different. Today is the day that you are going to confess. You steeled yourself the day prior because you were determined to get your feelings across on matter what. Your brother had hyped you up and supported you all these years, so now was your chance to show the rest of your relatives why you waited so long to get a boyfriend. Aether was the only one for you and you know that once they met him, they will finally understand.

As you were giving yourself a pep talk in your head, Aether hears something ringing. At first he checks his phone, but soon finds the cause of the noise. Sitting on the couch cushion was your phone, playing your signature ringtone. Aether could help but smile at the fact that you haven't changed it since high school, but curiosity took over as he looked at the screen.

William. Who the heck is William?! Alright, calm down Aether, this is probably a misunderstanding. Didn't they say that they have a “non-existent love life”? It's probably not their significant other unlike all those scenarios in movies. Besides, it's not like it's the end of the world if they have other friends they hang out with.

As Aether was about to tell you your phone was ringing, you quickly put down the tray and rushed to pick it up. A little too eager for Aether's liking.

“Hello? Hey, I haven't heard from you in awhile, what's up? Oh, okay that's fine with me. Feel free to drop by anytime. I should be home. Alright, okay see you later, bye!”

As Aether stood awkwardly in your living room, trying to pretend he didn't hear anything, it was hard not to imagine this “William” as someone very important to you if you were just letting him come over whenever. It irked Aether that you weren't saying anything about it either, like it was totally normal to invite someone over without asking your other guest if it was alright. So, instead of pushing you for information, Aether decided that it would be best to just leave you alone with this “William”. Seeing that the tree was basically finished, Aether turned to you and gave you a forced smile.

“Hey, I'm going to head out now if that's alright. Lumine has been messaging me nonstop and probably wants me to call her.”

Without hearing your response, Aether grabs his coat off the couch, strides to your front door, puts on his boots and leaves.

“Okay, bye.” You say softly as the door closes, looking down at the two mugs of untouched hot chocolate.

You place the tray on the coffee table and sit on the couch, elbows resting on your knees while your hands hold up your head. You let out a somber sigh before leaning back and covering your face with your hands, letting out a groan.

What happened?

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A couple of hours later, you opened the door for William. However, instead of being met with your usual smiling face, he sees you frowning. Coming inside the house and taking off his coat and boots, William looks at you expectantly.

“Hey, what's wrong? Where's Aether?”

Unable to speak, your bottom lip trembles, and tears start pouring out of your eyes. Your brother embraces you as you cry into his shirt, thoroughly soaking it.

“I know you're sad right now, but I need you to tell me what's wrong so I can help you.”

He plants you onto the couch before heading to the TV stand, grabbing the tissue box, and sitting next to you.

You sniffle your way into telling him the events that lead up to this point and you expect him to be angry. Instead, you are met with a loud stomach laugh.

“I know it's wrong for me to be laughing, but you're an idiot sometimes you know that?”

You let out an offended gasp at his comment before he starts to speak again.

“The reason why Aether left in such a rush wasn't because of Lumine. It's because he was jealous and heartbroken. Your action leading up to the phone call is probably what tipped him off at first, making him jealous, while your vague responses to me asking to drop off presents made it seem like you were inviting a significant other over. The only person you have to blame is your own stupidity for not telling him that it was just me, your brother, coming over for a short period of time.”

You grab one of the pillows sitting on the couch and bury your face in it, letting out a muffled scream. Your brother just pats you back as you wallow in your ignorance.

“You know that it's not too late to continue with your plan. All you have to do is tell him the truth.”

You finally lift your head off from the pillow and look at your phone, sitting on the coffee table. Determination evident in your eyes as you pick up your phone and call Aether, waiting for him to pick up.

Only for it to go to voicemail.

You quickly hang up and call again, knowing full well that Aether isn't busy.

You tried calling him seven times before giving up and throwing your phone down on the couch in frustration.

Your brother is still present to witness your little outburst of mixed emotions before suggesting a different tactic.

You put on your winter coat and shove your boots on before grabbing your keys. You rush out the door yelling thank you to your brother, almost slipping on ice as you sprint down the street toward Aether’s apartment.

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Aether feels like an idiot and an asshole after hearing you explain everything. How William is actually your brother that he has known as Liam for the same amount of years he has known you. How his overthinking led him to make the wrong decision. How he thought lying to you would make things seem like nothing was wrong. He felt terrible. He ignored your calls because he was sad and yet here you are, in his apartment, out of breath with slightly puffy eyes.

He made you cry. Now he felt even worse.

“I'm sorry for bailing on you. It wasn't right for me to lie to your face like that because of my mixed emotions at the time.”

“So are we still friends?” You say hopefully.

“Yeah,” He replies with a nod and a smile, “but that's not the complete truth either.”

You tilt your head to the side in confusion.

“I want to be more than friends…. I like you.”

Your eyes widen at this new information.

He likes me? All this time, I was fretting over being rejected when Aether was probably going through the same thing.

Realizing that you still haven't replied to him, you quickly blurt out,

“I like you too!”

A sigh of relief escapes Aether's lips.

“How about we change our movie night into a date instead. We could go ice skating, but only if you're interested.”

“I'd love to.” smiling widely as you reply.

“Oh, one last thing. You can say no if you're uncomfortable with it, but can I kiss you?”.

He was using his puppy dog eyes at you. How could you possibly refuse?

You give him a nod and he slowly leans his body toward you. Reaching his hand out to cup your cheek, feeling the warmth of his palm against it as your blush grows. He starts to inch his face closer to yours until his nose is almost touching yours. You feel his breath on your skin and can tell he is nervous with how his lips tremble slightly. Finally, Aether tilts his head, and closes the gap between the two of you.

His lips are soft against your own and meld perfectly with yours. You don't separate until you are out of breath, slightly gasping for air, only for you to reconnect your lips with his again. You feel his other hand travel down to your waist to pull you closer.

When you two finally separate, Aether gets up from his couch and holds out hand. You gladly put your hand in his and he pulls you up into his chest, using his other hand on your hip to keep you in place. He then peppers your cheek with quick kisses in which you giggle at his sudden affection, but don't stop him.

After getting his fill, he takes you to the door and helps you into your coat and boots like a gentleman.

He links your hands with his once more and you both head out the door not as friends, but lovers.

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Bonus

You were currently cuddled up to Aether on your shared couch while watching some Christmas movies. Your head was resting on Aether's chest, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat, arms around his waist with a fleece blanket draped over both of your legs. As you were enjoying Aether's warm embrace, you can't help but remember a fond memory and let out a small chuckle.

“What are you thinking about that's so funny?” Aether asked with a small smile while poking your forehead.

“Just thinking about the time when we had that flour fight and how your whole face was covered. Your expression made you look like you had a pie thrown at you.”

“Haha, very funny. But let's not forget the fact that you had an egg yolk running down your head.”

“And whose fault is that, hm?”

“You were the one who initiated the fight. I was just finishing it.” He said with a smug smile. You give him an unamused look and his face softens, “Time sure does fly, huh.”

“That's because I get to spend everyday with you.” you say while looking up at Aether's face with a loving gaze.

“That's so cheesy,” He says with a laugh while rolling his eyes, “but I wouldn't have put it any better myself.”

Planting a kiss on your forehead, his arm around your waist pulls you closer to him and he intertwines his hand with yours, feeling the ring on your finger.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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youlikefanficdontyousquidward · 9 months

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Don't fuck with my man

"I have a idea for it 😉 maybe they had a big argument and there having like a break 😞 and the dude from the previous one is flirting with reader and he flirts back and yk jealousy jealously. Then like more stuff you can add"

@dozcan123 for you!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Again absolutely love a jealous Quaritch

Warnings: swearing, smut, voyeurism

Human!Quaritch x Masc!reader

There was screaming, shouting, some amount of things thrown and in the end you'd stormed away. Boyfriend or not you would not let him speak like that to you. So for now you were on a break. Not broken up! Just needing to cool off.

Still he seemed to haunt you around the base. Glimpses of his muscular frame before you'd turn and see nothing. You'd chalk it up to your mind playing tricks on you but you knew how possessive he could be.

You were on a break but you wouldn't use that as an excuse to see other people. Deep down you loved him, even when he was being an ass. The idea of another man's hands on him set a restless anger coursing through you.

You stewed in the gym with Lyle today. The other man was on eggshells with you. Clearly Miles had said something to him but he wasn't going to expand on that. Instead he just hovered around you, spotting you or working out near by. You didn't appreciate the company. Your other friends had been kind enough to give you some space to collect yourself.

It was quiet at least. No one else seemed to have come by at this hour. Leaving you first pick of whatever equipment you'd be taking your anger out on. You swung a furious punch at the sand bag making it smack rather hard against Lyle behind it.

"Ah fuck!" He grunted as he peaked out from behind the thing. "Look it's getting late I gotta head off." Lyle said. He stepped off to the bench to grab his things. He paused a moment watching you stay by the bag. Lyle sighed taking the hint finally and leaving you in peace.

Or so you thought.

"Aww things okay at home babe." A man laughed as he came round the corner. Ben, that flirty asshole that just couldn't seem to take no for an answer. You'd had to keep quiet about most of his advances to Miles. He'd have his head for less.

"Not in the mood, piss off." You grunted before taking another swing at the bag. He slinked over draping his form on the back of the bag, stilling it as you kept swinging.

"Come on, worried Papa Dragon's gonna catch us..." Ben purred before grunting at your swings impact.

"Catch us what Ben? Catch me kicking your ass?" You snorted before landing another kick against the bag. Ben groaned again but you heard him chuckle. An anger flared though you and you shot another volley of hits though to him.

"Oh surly we could be having more fun then that." He said.

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He wasn't following you, Quaritch was just looking out for you. Word travels, folk knew he was pissed so folk might take advantage of that. Try and swoop in on what was his.

When Lyle tipped him off to you being alone he was moving before he'd even finished the thought. That prick Ben had been hovering all week, fucking vulture. Tiniest scent of blood and this guy was right at you.

His veins chilled as he rounded the corner. Through the glass divider he could see into the gym. Could see Ben rutting against the punching bag as you sent hit after hit against him through it. The sight made his stomach churn.

His flushed features, face twisting in some vile bliss as he took your hits. The vibrations of each swing, thrust, ricocheting through his nerves.

Quaritch could have stormed in, thrown that Ben to the ground but he caught your face too. The rage pulling at features he adored so much, the pain and anguish that he knew was his fault.

He wished desperately to smooth away those lines, to kiss each valley until you were his again. Would you spurn him? Spit venom at him again till you were both crimson and burning.

Furious Quaritch turned and crashed back out the door. He cursed and swore, tossing a bin to the ground as he passed it. If you were done so be it.

Only he couldn't move another step. A firm hand grabbed his wrist and stopped his escape. He turned sharply ready to blow off some steam on whatever idiot had cornered him now. Only his face fell, softening at your concerned eyes.

You were stunning. Heaving chest, slick skin, those tattoos he loved so much on display. He tried so hard to hold his anger, to imagine Ben's display but it was hard. All he managed was to keep a frown set on his brow.

Still your eyes met his with the unwavering confidence he'd always admired. You'd never squirreled away from him, never been threatened by him and he loved it. He was free with you and he missed that feeling so much.

"You not got Ben to finish off..." He bit. Immediately regretting the sentence as he watched your jaw clench. Biting back your own anger it seemed and it made his own jaw tick in response.

"I don't want Ben." You said, gaze locked on his own. Quaritch could crack under you, be split apart and lain bare. You wormed your way under his skin every time and made your home in his rib cage, curling round his heart. Your words always set a fire in him. Suppose it was up to him whether he'd be warmed or burn on that pyre.

Quaritch dragged a deep breath in through his nostrils and gritted his teeth. You hand still held his wrist the grip turning from almost harsh to soft. Fingers dancing up his arm and coming to rest by his pulse.

"I won't say I'm sorry." Quaritch said.

"I know." You whispered back. Palm still tracing up to his cheek now and Quaritch couldn't help leaning into it. He turned his face kissing roughly into the skin. Quaritch's eyes screwed closed, savoring the heat of your skin. He could feel you smiling at him through the dark and grinned against your skin.

He let his hands move to your skin, pulling under your shirt to rub your sides. You molded against him, arching to be closer still. Your hands moved behind his head as you pulled him down to you.

Chapped lips moved over his tenderly and he darted a tongue out. He swiped against moving in as your lips parted. He groaned into you, twitching to life against you. God he wanted to to take you here, right in the hall against the glass. Show the whole fucking planet just how good he was to you. Wasn't like anyone was around at this time to catch you both anyway.

He turned you against him walking you forward until you were flush against the glass. You gasped against the cool surface and he chuckled, rolling his hip into your ass. He felt you shiver before grinding back against him. His large hands traced under your gym clothes, one slipping up against your chest. You keened as he pinched a nipple and mouthed against the back of your neck.

You groaned hands flying back to make more contact. Gripping his head, nails scrapping along his scarred scalp and kneading into his hip. Desperate for his touch, maybe missing him as much as he did you.

Quaritch reached further under your shirt to your throat, squeezing against his as he ran a tongue over your ear.

"Eager are we?" He groaned as you continued rubbing back against his erection. The thin fabric of your shorts let him feel your curves, your heat as you moved. He reached his other hand from your abdomen to trace down to just above where your shorts tented.

"Who do you belong to?" He growled against your ear. Your body shuddered against his, your hands gripping him and trying to pull him closer still.

"I'm yours. Please..." you whined. Quaritch smirked, running his finger under the waist band as he teased.

"And I'm?" He continued, spying movement out the corner of his eye. He didn't need to advert his gaze to know who it was, he'd know Ben anywhere. Still he reveled in his stillness, the gaping and bobbing mouth. What would he do? Would he watch Quaritch prove how worthless he was?

Still the idea of him enjoying your moans, your form, anything of you bit into him. So Quaritch shifted his gaze, letting a glare fall on the other man as he rutted into your ass. Ben glaring back as Quaritch reached in and took your cock in his hand. He kept eye contact as Quaritch let you thrust into his fist.

"You're mine." You growled under him as your arched back against him. Chest flush against your back as your head turned to his, forehead rubbing his stubbled cheek. Quaritch was sure you could see Ben now too but it didn't slow your movements. Nor the keening groans and whines that were coming breathy from your lips.

If Miles could think straight he'd have torn Ben to shreds by now. For seeing even half of this he'd do worse but he couldn't stop chasing the friction against you. Pumping hard stokes down the length of your cock, desperate for your high more than his own.

Still he felt his own ecstasy coiling and burning through him. Almost dizzying arousal fueling every snap of hips against the curve of your ass. You hand was searing against his face, turning him away from Ben to lock him in a frenzied kiss.

You groaned again, growling into his mouth as your tongue tasted him. Your rolling hips stuttering as he thumbed over the head of your cock.

"Come for me." Miles growled against your lips. You moaned his name out cumming hard against the glass. Painting seed against the smooth surface.

Quartch couldn't contain his own fast approaching orgasm. Taking a hand from its grip around your throat to free himself from the confines for his trousers. Your hand tipped to him, pumping him through his high as his own release hit the glass.

He breathed hard, head tipping into your shoulders as he came down. Your hands trailing up his hip, past your head to rub his hair. Your eyes were turned to where Ben watched and he felt an odd satisfaction at your mocking glare.

Quaritch straightened up, tucking himself away as he slung an arm over your shoulder. He guided you away, loving how your eyes immediately locked onto him. He tossed a look over his shoulder as you both walked away.

Ben had remained frozen, a mix of anger and shame mixing as his eye's remained locked on the window. Quaritch's chest swelled as he you called back.

"Clean that up will yah?" You called without turning your head back. Quaritch barked a loud laugh pulling your shoulder closer into his chest.

"That's an order Private." He added looking down at your half lidded smirk.

"Think we can make it to the dorms before round two?" You purred.

#miles quaritch #quaritch smut #quaritch x reader #male reader #avatar #my fics

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gaslysainz · 7 months

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Lost (PG10) pt4

Summary: The world is utterly unfair. He was her most prized possession, her life, her first ever commitment of love. But to him, she was just a mere person lost in his big world.

warnings: ; unrequited feelings; Pierre is a douche , arrange marriage, angst, explicit scenes and languages.

Author's Note~ Heya guys! I present to you the 4th part of my fanfic. I'm overwhelmed by the response ❤️ Really Thanks a lot to everyone who had liked the story so far. Something's have started to cook. Hope you look forward to it. Love You All 😘 Here's my first ever story for you guys. As soon as I finish this one, I'll start taking requests maybe! Till then please show your love and support for "LOST".

This one's a filler chapter, so please bear with me.

Something completely different happened today. A knock at my door woke me up from my 1 hour nap which has unfortunately turned into a 3 hour nap. I stood up from the bed and opened the door only to find my husband standing there and running a hand through his curls. Oh! What a sight! He looks like a Greek God.

"Hey! Did you need something? I'm sorry I fell asleep, also you can come inside"

He thanked me and entered my room, this is completely new. But nonetheless, I had to take a chance. He was looking around the room and the pictures hanging on the walls. His eyes stuck to one picture in particular. A picture captured by Pierre's mom of Isaac, Pierre and myself. It was Halloween and Isaac wanted to be a Vampire and on the other hand Pierre and Me were Romeo and Juliet. He was 6 and I was 4! We did not even know who Romeo and Juliet were! It was because of the elders who had insisted on these costumes! Oh! What I'd give to have those days back.

"You need something?"

"Ah! No, um actually yes, I have to attend an event with the rest of grid tomorrow. And you have to come with me. So be ready by 7pm tomorrow, will you? Wear something nice. I'll send someone with dresses for you to choose today in the evening. Just pick something from there."

There it is! Like I've mentioned before, he only remembers me when he needs something or needs to go somewhere to show off the world our so called amazing married life. *Scoff* But I'm not mad, at least I'll be able to meet HIM after so many days. The only person who happens to care even a little bit for me. Who always greets me with a beautiful smile on his face. A friend? Nope, he's like an angel for me.

I really hope everyone gets a friend like him!

" *Cough* *cough* You there?"

" Oh yea! I'm sorry, I was a bit distracted. Umm, Why don't you take Julia with you? I'm sure she would love to accompany you and also I'm sure she has several dresses in her wardrobe already. Won't even have to buy a dress last minute"

The look Pierre gave me after I mentioned Julia simply yelled 'ARE YOU CRAZY'. I mean I knew why he wouldn't take Julia, but I just find a different kind of satisfaction by reminding it to him.

"Um, I'll be ready tomorrow. Don't worry. By the way, where's Julia?"

"I sent her home, no need for her to stay here for these two days, either way we'd be busy. It'll only distract us."

Oh well! That was odd! Distract us from what exactly? Sometimes this man leaves no tables unturned to confuse me to no end. Anyways. I know better now than to crack my brain over these things. It's actually useless cause I won't get anymore clear answers from him than this.

"Any specific colour that I need to keep in mind while choosing the dress?"

"Not that I'm aware of, just keep it a bit formal. I'll get going. If Julia calls or comes asking for me, just tell her I've been out for a meeting since morning."

And then he rushed out the door, not before checking our childhood photo once again. Okay! That was highly confusing! I mean why was he avoiding Julia? Or am I reading too much between the lines? No one knows. I better go eat something until then.

But still, I'm a bit lost here.

LOST in confusion.

PS - Please lemme know what do you think about LOST and also let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list ❤️

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surfinminho · 8 months

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GLASSY

choreographer!reader x idol!felix

Warning: walking in, implied switch felix and reader, talk of exhibitionism, unprotected sex

Word count: 2.2k

requested by: @ihrtlix

you were scared. Why wouldn't you be?

You never usually went over to Felix's place. You never minded him over at your place, and you never hung out with him in public.

You two were really popular, if that's what you want to call it. People with cameras crowding you when you even step foot in public. People at airports surrounding felix when he's simply trying to get from point A to point B.

So when you are cleaning your house. Blasting whatever playlist you clicked on. And you get a text which reads

Felix 💕 : come over

You freak out. You always thought it was "risky" if anyone at the dorms found out about you guys years back. So you never went. Since the dorms are split in 2 now you think you have a better chance at not getting caught.

It was sad, funny, but also sad how you guys had to sneak around to see eachother. You had boyfriends in the past and the media never seemed to mind. Felix on the other hand, the media never got to know whether or not he ever had a girlfriend.

It leaves you to think, what's the harm in being exposed? It was going to happen anyway. Your managers have been talking about releasing the news about your relationship. You've always delayed it though. Not for any particular reason. Maybe you weren't ready, just not yet.

you text felix back to let him know that you were in fact going. You didn't decide to ask why he invited you over, knowing the chances of getting caught is higher then it ever will be.

Opting to take a shower before you go, changing into clean clothes before going on your way.

When you get into your car, you were still a little bit skeptical of going over there. Would It be bad for you to just ask him to come over instead?

You ignore all those thoughts and start driving. The dorms aren't that far from you. So you reach there practically in 10 minutes.

You hesitate when you reach to the door. Wondering if you should just call him and let him know you are here.

You open your phone to call him, but before you can even open the app someone opens the door.

"Hi princess" you almost jumped at the sound of the door. Sighing of relief when you see it's felix.

He tells you to come in. Locking the door behind him.

Taking off your shoes you go into the living room while he says he has to finish up some things in the kitchen.

As you sit down you try to listen closely to see if you hear anybody in the dorms. It's not like you didn't know stray kids per se- you helped choreograph some of their dances. But it doesn't mean you guys are necessarily close.

Simply scrolling on your phone, you feel felix come up behind the couch and wrap his arms around you.

"You're hovering"

"I am not hovering" flashing a smile before adjusting to sit next to you.

"You're nervous, hm?" grabbing your leg, motioning for you to sit on his lap.

"Felix, you—" pausing to resituate yourself."—we both know that they can come back at anytime. What if th-"

You were fidgeting, moving around side to side in his lap before you cut yourself off.

“if you stare any harder I think you’ll bore holes into my skull” you laughed trying to get back to your original point.

“sorry, you kept movi- what do you expect? You look pretty right now ”

"What?" Confusion laced your voice. You were wearing basic clothes. And some lipgloss, nothing that would make you look elegant.

His lips meets yours in a delicate manner. A slow but firm kiss. His hands travel down to grab your hips, pulling you a little bit closer.

You pull away first, looking straight at felix."You still didn't answer my question"

"That was the answer" he leans back in for another kiss.

It was different. This is different.

The familiar movement of his lips is gone. The Original gentle and feathery kisses he gave you, your lips moving softly against his. Light touches here and there. This? This is the complete opposite. The kisses he's giving you now fast paced and impatient. His hands moving around trying to grab onto the hem of your shirt.

You're surprised. The messy and aggressive kiss is nothing compared to the way he's groping you.

His hands let go of your shirt, slowly moving his hands up and down the sides of your body before he stops. Stopping at the feeling of your ass against his hands. Squeezing it as if he's never going to again.

Your hands try and find something to grasp. Leaning forward to deepen the kiss while meticulously trying to unzip his pants.

Its not like you didn't feel him getting a hard-on when you were moving around in his lap. You simply decided to ignore it.

You almost get the zipper down before you hear someone clear their throat.

"Felix, __?" A young man spoke, they spoke with confusion lining their voice. You didn't bother do look up. You already knew who it was.

"Minho" Felix replied same tone that the man had before.

You peeked your head up to see who was there but quickly put it back down when you saw seungmin as well as jeongin standing in the hallway

"I hate you right now" whispering into his ear before lightly slapping his arm.

"You guys are dating? I assume?" minho asked, trying not to laugh.

The idea of the rest of the boys finding out was already terrifying, but them finding out like this? Made you want to disappear.

Felix hummed before tapping your leg, hinting for you to get up.

Everyone goes back to their business, you and felix at his door when you hear another voice.

"You guys weren't about to fuck on our couch right..." jeongin questioned, putting his coat and bag down.

"We weren't? yea we weren't." opening the door you tug felix in there, closing the door with your back.

You felt like your heart was in your throat. You were anxious. But something deep inside you is making you feel as if the people outside didn't matter. Or you'd let them watch.

You look down slightly to see his boner threatening to pop out.

"did that turn you on?”

“shut the fuck up” he muttered, capturing your lips in another sloppy kiss. That nervous feeling dissappears into a eager feeling. Desperate to feel his touch on you. You say you want anything he gives you, but you know you're lying. You want him. You want him to touch you and feel you up infront of other people. Make them know how good he makes you feel.

You snap out of your trance from felix removing his lips from yours, trailing them down your neck softly biting the skin there.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Its nothing" trying to not let your dirty or borderline filthy fantasy out.

"Are you sure?" he quirks his eyebrow before harshly biting the are that seemingly connects your neck to your collarbone.

"a-ah yea I'm good" You yourself don't even think you were convincing. The slight waver in your voice mad you cringe. Cringe at how you suck at hiding things.

He looks up at you before continuing his next sentence"So maybe I should bring minho to watch me fuck that 'nothing' right out right? I'm sure you'd like that." He tries to act all nonchalant, but you can hear how hard he's breathing and feel his cock that's pressing against your thigh.

"what- what are you talking about?" letting out a slight laugh attempting to redirect the way thus conversation is going.

"We both know what I'm talking about. Besides—" he cuts himself off to move closer. Closer to your ear and whispers the last part of his sentence. "I'd like to see them watch me while I fuck you real good.he gives you a peck on your ear lobe, simultaneously moving to his bed.

"Come on baby tell me what you want."

"I— I don't know I.." you could've used whatever self control you have left, turn this around and milk him of everything he's got. But you choose otherwise.

While Putting two fingers on your tongue. He asks a simple question.

"You want me right here?" Moving his fingers back until you start gagging. You try and say something but it came.out incomprehensible.

"What was that? Cant understand."

"No I, not there please"

He travels his hand down towards your breast lightly cupping it.

"How about here? You want me to touch you here?" he caresses the skin softly waiting for you to give an answer. But when you don't he pinches your nipple through the shirt.

"I asked you a question. You should answer it."

"yes— I mean no, not there." Your words are coming out of your mouth faster than you'd like it to.

Grabbing the band of your pants, he started pulling it down to your ankles then officially off.

He brings his hands right above where you need him most.

"If you're not gonna tell me, you show me where you want me." His voice is always deep, yes. But this time it's raspy. Like if he had just woken up for work in the morning.

You slowly take his hand in yours and drag in downwards.

"Here, please lix I need it." You whined into your other hand that was attempting to cover your face.

His fingers are tracing all over your cunt. Drawing figure 8s over your panties.

"I suppose I can make this work" he shoots you a soft smile, telling you to take your shirt off.

He stands up to do the same thing, sliding off his pants aswell.

He sits back down against the headboard patting his thigh for you to come sit.

"You think I'm gonna do all the work? Come on baby" Rubbing your sides, every once in a while going lower and Grabbing your ass.

"Lix they are outside still. I mean what if they hear us." You still try to get him to believe you. Believe you wouldn't care if they saw.Even though you wouldn't mind them hearing you. Or maybe watching you from a crack in the door.

"You’re such a whore for me, I like it.” he pulled your panties to the side, sliding his finger through your folds.

"Shit, baby you could've just told me you wanted them to watch. I would've obliged" he does that stupid smile again. The one where he knows he's right. Where he knows he's getting to you.

Sliding you back,he pulls his underwear down slightly to free his cock.

You didn't mean to stare, you just kinda zoned out. He gave it a slight squeeze, shivering when a bead of pre-cum leaked out.

"we don't have all day" he leans back in for another kiss while he taps your thigh telling you to lift yourself up.

He nudges the tip against your clit, rubbing it up and down. Head catching the hole sometimes before he pushes in.

You start moving, slowly getting use to the length inside of you. Holding onto his shoulders trying to get a grip on anything around you.

"Good job baby. You can go faster hm?" His voice wobbly while he tries to maintain a straight face. Staring into your eyes unbothered like he isn't twitching inside of you. You know he's turned on. The fact that the boys caught him in the act makes him swell. In reality he wouldn't have an issue if one wanted to peek into his room while you ruin him aswell.

You try to go faster, do a good job but you cant. Your thighs start shaking. Tears welling your eyes before you fall back into his lap.

"Im s-sorry I can't" you whine, head in his neck. Gently suckling on it.

“what? You want me to go deeper? Or go harder?”

Silence. It was suddenly quiet in here, besides the sounds of your panting. You didn't want to admit he got to you. That them watching you could turn you on so much.

"Ah I see" he brings you off his cock onto your back before sliding back in.

"s-shit" the lewd sounds of his balls slapping your thighs along with his low, rough grunts are almost enough to push you over the edge.

Almost.

You felt drunk. Everything around you was blurry. Your senses were heightened. You try to close your legs. So close, the pleasure getting to your brain.

"open your legs pretty." You didn't listen. Looking up at him with a glassy look in your eye silently telling him what you need.

He forces your legs open, jaw going slack when he fucks back into you.

"I know you wanna cum, do it. Nobody's stopping you."

The way he's touching you and thrusting into you. Makes you want more.

You don't give a warning when you cum. Your mouth setting a hard line trying to not let any noise out.

"Good girl" he rubs your clit. Bringing you through your orgasm as he continues fucking you.

It doesn't take long for him to cum either. 2,3 more thrusts before he settles in you. Hips meeting as he leans down to bite your neck, silencing his moans.

He pulls out, telling you he's gonna get a wet cloth and he'd be right back.

He puts on his pants before opening the door seeing seungmin sitting on the couch.

"I'm so telling chan"

"I figured."

#stray kids #surfinminho #skz x reader #skz x you #stray kids smut #dom!lee felix

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