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missin' out (iii) – just the beginning | eddie munson x reader |

mini-series: pt. i | pt. ii | pt. iii (you're here)

summary: a glimpse into the relationship between you and eddie munson. your first and last happy ever ending. pairing: eddie munson x plus-size!fem!reader word count: 11.4k warnings/cw/tw/notes about the reader: mentions of body-image issues and insecurities (minimal). eddie being a bit of a jerk (just for a moment!). soft smut towards the end (mdni!). loss of the reader's virginity. unprotected sex (pls use protection!!). eddie and reader being nervous shits during smut lol. all characters mentioned are of age. not proofread or beta'd. a/n: aaand there you have it! the last and final installment of this cute lil series that had me akjfjhsdjkd <3 i hope you all enjoy it as much as i did writing it! i'm sorry it took me so long to post this! life/work has been beating me up sdghjjddg

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after that first, successful date with eddie munson at the theater, the months passed by in a blur for you.

you were never one to think of having your own “happily ever after”. dealing with feeling like the second choice or always being the “secret” for most of the guys you’ve dated in the past, you never thought you would have found someone who genuinely made you feel happy – who seemingly cherished you like no other and who put you first in all case scenarios. heck, you knew how important hellfire was for eddie. you’d never purposefully ask him to cancel a session – yet the way he canceled a tuesday night’s session without as much as a blink of an eye just because you thought you were starting to feel under the weather one day during lunch really showed you just how much he cared. he spent all night with you (after sneaking into your bedroom from the window, of course), holding you tight and just making sure you were okay, constantly checking if you were running a fever, if you needed anything to drink or eat, etc. it made you feel cared for – he made you feel so safe. like you were important for once.

eddie munson really made you feel like you were the most important thing in his life – and he constantly reminded you of it not only with his actions but with his words, as well.

never once did he make you feel like you needed to be anyone but yourself. you didn’t need to change yourself in any way for him. when he had accidentally found those magazine clippings of new fad diets with big, red circles drawn around them crumpled at the bottom of your backpack, he had pulled you into ms. hanks’ theatre room just minutes before hellfire was supposed to start and asked you about it. after a few weak attempts of talking around his question, you finally broke down and told him something that had been plaguing your mind for a while.

“what if you get tired of how i look, eddie? i know i’m not… desirable, like the other girls in school, nor am i the prettiest. so i thought – i thought a diet might help with that, you know? maybe losing a couple of pounds would be good –”

“are you saying that because you think i want you to lose weight? is that it?”

“i…”

“sweetheart, i don’t know if i did anything or – or said something that made you think i want you to lose weight, but listen,” he grabbed you firmly by the shoulders, staring down into your eyes as he started to speak, “i don’t give a flying rats ass about your weight, (y/n). i don’t know what those other jackasses might have said to you before, but i certainly as hell don’t give a shit how much you weigh. never have, never will. that doesn’t affect the way i feel about you.” his hands had gently started to push you towards the table, your feet shuffling back slowly until you had bumped into the long table hellfire was normally played on.

eddie practically pushed you onto the table, making you lay on it as one hand gently cradled your cheek while the other had started to make its way down your body – god, why did you wear a skirt that day? you were shivering – your skirt had hitched up and pooled around the tops of your thighs, almost revealing your panties. you pressed your thighs together, wavering eyes staring up into eddie’s firm ones.

“this,” eddie mumbled softly, letting his eyes roam down your body until it landed on his hand, watching the way it gripped your plush hips, before slowly pushing it up towards your stomach. without realizing it, you sucked in your tummy a bit, trying to make it flatter than it was. his brows furrowed a little, looking back into your eyes as both of his hands gripped at your waist now, “is natural. there is no shame in your weight, you gotta understand that, darling.” he leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on your stomach, his hands slowly pushing your shirt up. his lips met your bare skin, a shaky sigh leaving your lips at the feeling. sure, you guys have kissed before, and he’s touched you, but he’s never done… anything like this before.

in reality, you’ve never done something like this with anyone – at all. you’ve always done things with/for others, but they were never really interested in actually touching you. eddie’s hands on you felt right – like they belonged there. you let out a soft breath, letting your stomach relax as you stopped sucking it in.

eddie had pushed your shirt up even more, bunching it up just under your bra, and continued to pepper little kisses on your stomach, mumbling incoherent sayings under his breath that you couldn’t quite catch, but it soothed your nerves. soon enough, your body was calm and pliant underneath his.

you had glanced down at him, your cheeks rosy red as you took in the sight – eddie was hunched over slightly, his dark, doe eyes staring straight into yours with an intensity you’ve only seen in fleeting moments, his plump lips meeting your skin over and over again. his hands had found purchase on your thick thighs, thumbs rubbing soft circles on the blemished skin before his nails lightly raked down them, leaving you shuddering at the feeling, the cold bluntness of his rings leaving trails of goosebumps in its wake.

eddie situated himself between your thighs, arms wrapped around them for a moment as he brought you closer to the edge. he slotted himself perfectly against your body, forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist securely. with a single press of his hips against you, he had you whining at the feeling. he was hard in his jeans – the thick outline of his cock pressing against your clothed cunt. okay, maybe wearing a skirt wasn’t a bad idea, after all.

“this,” he brought his head close to your ear, his breath fanning against it, “is what you do to me, (y/n). you’re perfect the way you are.” he let out a little grunt when you tightened your legs around him, trying to bring him closer. his forehead pressed against your shoulder, feeling the way your arms wrapped themselves around his neck in an urgent manner. his hands gripped at your hips, holding you still for a moment as he rocked his hips against you, relishing in the feeling of his cock rubbing against your warm, clothed cunt. god, he was so glad you wore a skirt today. “shit, gonna be the death of me, sweetheart,” eddie groaned out breathlessly, pulling away from you reluctantly.

“eddie,” you let out a soft whimper, looking up at him with teary eyes, not wanting him to stop now. your thighs were already trembling – one tiny, teasing taste and you wanted more of it already. it’s not that sex with eddie has never crossed your mind – it has. maybe a little too much, if you were being honest. this was, of course, the whole reason why you kind of wanted to do a diet, thinking that eddie didn’t want to touch you because of your weight. maybe losing a little weight might have made him want you in that way too. (oh how wrong you were.)

this little unofficial relationship between you two was still relatively new but you knew he was taking his time with you. little kisses, some hand-holding, cuddling, and stolen hugs in the hallways were the most he’s done so far – and he always asked first before he initiated any kind of touching. he was always gentle – always careful. but you wanted more than gentle – you’ve seen him in action before, as dungeon master. the thrill you would get every time he would get into the theatrics, into the narrations, of his campaigns was something that didn’t escape you. you wanted him to be that passionate about you too – in a way that didn’t involve being clothed.

“shh, doll, it’s okay,” eddie cooed softly, breaking you away from your thoughts. he cupped your cheeks, leaning down to lightly brush his lips against yours. his thumbs brushed away the tears that started to slip down your cheeks. he pulled away slightly to stare into your eyes, “while i’d love to finish what i started, i don’t quite think our first time together should be on some dingy table, right?” he rose a brow at you, taking in the way your cheeks flushed brighter at his words.

“so you… do want to have sex with me one day?” you couldn’t help but ask, although the moment the words fell from your lips, you couldn’t stop the cringe at how you sounded.

eddie had been dumbfounded, the look on his face making you feel silly for even asking that question – especially considering the position you were currently in. you could literally still feel his hard length pressing against your thigh. that should have been an answer enough.

“darling, i literally have a fucking hard-on for you right now ‘nd if it wasn’t for hellfire starting in, like, five minutes, i would have hauled you back to my place – or yours, it doesn’t matter to me – by now ‘nd fucked you ‘til the only thing that pretty little head of yours can remember is my fucking name. does that answer your question?” he couldn’t contain the teasing tone in his voice as he answered you, pulling his hips away so they weren’t in contact with you anymore – another second and he would literally cum in his pants, shit.

if possible, your face grew even redder at his answer. you tried to hide your embarrassment with a roll of your eyes, allowing the man to help you sit up on the table – eddie was still standing between your thighs at this point, staring down at you with a cocky expression. “yeah, yeah, that answers my question, munson.” you had huffed softly, your hands pulling your shirt down in place.

“of course, though, if my girl wants me to fuck her that badly, i can always cancel hellfire tonight–”

“did you just say ‘cancel hellfire’?!” gareth’s surprised voice filled the room as he banged the door open, a group of boys appearing right behind him.

eddie let out a loud groan as he let his head fall on your shoulder, one of his hands discreetly adjusting himself in his pants before he turned around to face the boys, brows furrowed in annoyance.

“you can’t cancel, man! i’ve been preparing all week for this shit!” gareth complained as he walked towards eddie, faltering slightly when he finally seemed to notice you. his cheeks had flushed at the sight of you and gave you an awkward wave, “oh, uh, hey (y/n).” he shot eddie an understanding glance, which said man waved away as he helped you hop off the table, hands adjusting your skirt for you, not trying to let any of the other guys see you in any way.

“hey, gareth,” you shot him a soft smile before greeting the other guys of hellfire, waving at them in a friendly manner. you weren’t necessarily friends with them, but you were starting to make your presence known at their lunch table and sometimes during hellfire session nights, so they were starting to get used to you now. some more than others.

after saying your greetings to the guys, eddie had walked you out of the room, his hand placed on your waist. he had walked you to your car and kissed you on the lips, hands possessively holding your hips. when he pulled away, he gave you a heart-stopping smile and cooed, “alright, i’ll see you later at your place. okay, doll?”

from that day forward, eddie has started to be a bit more… outright with his affection. more possessive, in other words – publicly and privately. you thought you would have been uncomfortable, but you found that you loved it.

in the mornings, he would be waiting for you outside his van and he would walk you in. nowadays, he always had an arm slung around your shoulders as he walked you to your classes. he would always be waiting outside your third-period class before lunch and you both would walk to the cafeteria together, chatting away and lost in your own little world. at lunch, you now permanently had a seat right by his side. you used to sit next to robin and the band, but since eddie came into your life, the man had asked you to sit with him at lunch and you weren’t one to deny him (although you made sure to sit with robin every once in a while, the dirty blonde would always be the number one woman in your life – something which robin made sure to rub in eddie’s face in passing – all playing, of course).

such as today.

it was friday, one of your designated ‘sit with robin at lunch’ days. the two of you were chatting away, your hand gently rubbing her shoulder as she spoke to you about her long-term crush, vickie. robin still wasn’t sure if she was attracted to girls or not, but the little moments stolen between them made the dirty blonde get her hopes up every time. your best friend was hurting and you needed to be there for her, just like how she was always there for you.

“shit.” robin mumbled softly, looking up at the entrance of the lunchroom. you looked up just in time to see vickie stop in her tracks, eyes trained on you and robin. she took one look at your hand on robin’s shoulder and twirled around, stomping her way out of the room.

“double shit, shit, shit!” robin groaned loudly, hands wringing her hair wildly as she stared at where the redhead girl used to be. “what do i do, what do i do?! did that mean something? what did it mean?” the girl panicked, letting her head fall on the lunch table not too gently.

you winced at the thud it made but you were quick to shake the girl by her shoulder, “what do you mean ‘what do i do’?! you go after her, ro! i saw the look on her face, it definitely had to mean something! kinda looked like she got jealous, in my opinion,” you tried to reason with her, but by the time you were done speaking, the girl was already stalking off after vickie.

you let out a sigh and shook your head. you loved robin, you really do, and just hope that whatever it is that is happening with vickie is something good.

after waiting a few minutes for robin to come back, and seeing that she probably wasn’t, you got up with your lunch tray and started to make your way towards the ‘outcast’ table – your favorite hellfire boy sitting at the end of the table. you passed by laughing groups of cliques, not paying them any mind as you only had one goal – sitting next to eddie.

although – it looked like he didn’t even notice your presence yet. your steps faltered the closer you got to the table, glancing at the faces of eddie and his friends. eddie looked absolutely pissed and gareth’s face was completely red, his hand clenched tightly around his carton of juice. the other guys – jeff, dustin, mike, and grant – looked awkwardly amongst themselves.

it was dustin who saw you approach first. the freshman was quick to get on his feet, rushing over to eddie and gareth and hissed something to them – their faces snapping over in your direction. if possible, gareth’s face had flushed deeper and he glanced away from you quickly, messing around with the food on his tray.

you weren’t quite sure what just happened – but assumed it wasn’t about you. hopefully. you gulped slightly as you went to sit down on your usual seat – to the left of eddie – gently placing your tray on the unusually silent table. you glanced at the members of the hellfire club, eyes jumping from one member to the other – lingering on gareth’s face, who couldn’t seem to meet your eye – before landing on eddie.

you reached over and pecked his cheek, like you always did, thinking nothing of it. “hey, eddie,” you whispered, feeling the tension in the air. you glanced back down at the others and waved your hand, whispering a soft ‘hello’ to them as well.

dustin and mike were quick to respond, waving their hands at you awkwardly, muttering soft ‘heys’ back before pulling jeff and grant into a conversation, leaving you, eddie, and gareth to sink into an awkward pit of silence.

gareth still didn’t look up nor did he respond to your greeting. that wasn’t like him – you glanced back at eddie and found that he was already staring at you intensely. you couldn’t quite read his expression, it was too tight and guarded – this wasn’t like him, either.

you placed your hands on your lap, twiddling with your fingers as the silence lingered around you despite how loud the cafeteria was. all you could focus on was eddie’s expression. did you do something? by the looks of it, it didn’t seem to involve you, but you could never be too sure.

you let out a sigh, shaking your head as you scoot your chair in further, leaning your elbows on the table. you looked at eddie and gave him a soft smile before looking over at the rest of the guys, “what’s going on with you guys? get into a heated argument about a campaign or something?” you tried to joke with them, an uneasy smile on your face as you gauged their reactions.

“why don’t you ask gareth what’s wrong, (y/n).” came eddie’s response.

you blinked, turning to look at eddie, who leaned against his chair with his arms crossed against his chest. he wasn’t looking at you, though. he was staring straight at gareth’s hunched form, his eyes hard.

“uh, okay…” you shook your head, thinking that gareth was probably going through something right now. maybe something with his parents? you’ve heard bits and pieces here and there enough to understand that it wasn’t always the best environment. you leaned over and placed a gentle touch on his hand, tapping it softly with your fingers, “hey, gareth? everything okay, bud?” you tilted your head, watching as he tensed under your touch. you pulled away, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.

gareth squirmed in his seat, promptly ignoring you and turning to look at eddie, “don’t do this, man. i said i was sorry, alright?” his words came out choppy and harsh, a heavy glare set on his face.

the tension grew tenfold as eddie leaned in close to gareth’s face, his lips settled in a mean smirk. “sorry doesn’t cut it, gareth. you really think i wouldn’t have found out?” he broke out into a loud, harsh laugh, clapping his hands in amusement at the way gareth’s face contorted in embarrassment and shame.

you frowned. you’ve never seen eddie this way – he’s been nothing but kind to you and to his friends. just what the hell was going on right now?

“eddie, stop. why are you acting this way?” you questioned the man, before glancing over at jeff, who stood up and went to grab gareth, trying to get him to stand up.

“c’mon, guys. you need to calm the fuck down,” jeff hissed at them, looking around the cafeteria, for once hoping that they weren’t gathering any attention on them at the moment. he tugged at gareth’s arm again, “let’s go.”

eddie leaned in towards you, cupping his hands around his mouth as he whispered in your ear, relishing in the way gareth’s eyes widened, “poor little gare-bear has a crush on you, (y/n).” eddie’s hand landed possessively on your thigh, gripping it firmly as he stared at gareth, who stood up and hissed at the long-haired burnet, eyes staring down at the way eddie placed his claim on your person, “you weren’t supposed to tell her that, asshole! i said i was fucking sorry!” gareth shrugged off jeff’s hand and stormed out of the cafeteria, the clattering of his chair falling on the ground catching the attention of the popular crowd, or jason, specifically, who started to yell from across the lunch for them to ‘shut the fuck up, freaks!’.

you ducked your head, ignoring eddie as he answered jason’s yell with his own, both standing up now at the head of their respective tables. you didn’t even catch whatever they were saying. your mind was going in a tailspin – gareth has a crush on you? sure, that was surprising. you almost didn’t believe it. it caught you off guard, but if it was true, you would have just let him down gently since the only person you are interested in is eddie. however – the way eddie acted, the way he outed gareth like that? that was a shitty ass move, if you have ever seen one.

you could feel your lips trembling as eddie continued to egg jason on, the two starting to inch their way towards the middle of the cafeteria now. with a gulp, you stood up from your chair, dustin and mike trying to catch your attention, but you ignored them. your appetite was now lost, and you didn’t want to be there anymore. you started to make your way out of the room. you couldn’t deal with this shit today.

you’ve never seen this side of eddie – you’ve seen him in his element as a dungeon master. you’ve seen him in a sort of ‘protective dad mode’ when it comes to dustin and mike. you’ve seen bits and pieces of a possessive side – tugging you close when he thought someone was staring too long at you, always placing his hands at your waist, saying that you were ‘his’ despite not having an official label set in stone. you’ve seen his sweet side – the one where he would open the door for you, tie your shoelaces, hold your books in between classes. but this? this was new. it was almost cruel, the way he treated and laughed at gareth like that.

the rest of the day went by quickly. you ignored eddie during the last few periods that you had – actually, you pretty much ignored everyone. you weren’t in the mood for anything, at this point.

as the bell went off, signifying the end of the day, you were quick to make your way out of the classroom, having two goals in mind: one, getting to your locker and putting away your things, and two, going home, locking yourself in your room, and maybe begging robin for another girl’s night in. you had a feeling you both would need it.

you managed to complete your first goal successfully – it took you a record time of thirty seconds to put your books in your locker and a little under two minutes to make it to your car, your hands already fishing out your keys from your pocket.

almost there, almost there…

just as you slotted the key inside to unlock it, a hand wrapped itself around your wrist. there were rings – but thank god, it wasn’t the usual ones that eddie wore.

you looked over at the intruder, your lips parting slightly when you saw gareth. his face was still as red as before and his shoulders were slumped. but this time, he could actually look into your eyes.

“hey, listen, i just wanted to say sorry about what happened at lunch. didn’t mean to make it into a spectacle.” gareth grumbled under his breath, looking down at his shoes before looking back into your eyes, sending you a crooked grin, “it’s true, you know…”

a soft sigh escaped your lips as you gazed up at gareth, teeth soon gnawing on your bottom lip. “gareth, i –”

“i know, i know… trust me, i do,” gareth chuckled softly, finally standing up straighter, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he looked at you properly now. “trust me, i tried to stop it. i know you’re with eddie – or whatever the fuck you’re doing,” he winced at the way it came out, before shrugging his shoulders, “listen, i care about the guy. i know he tends to get really riled up about the things – or people, i mean people! – he cares a lot about.” he leaned against your car, stooping down slightly to be more on your level. he flashed you a small, albeit sad, smile, “he’s a passionate asshole. he doesn’t want to lose his girl – to anyone. including me. and i don’t blame him – you’re a one-of-a-kind girl. if you were mine, i wouldn’t want to let you go either.”

you were pretty much speechless the entire time he spent talking. you opened your mouth, trying to find something to say to him, anything, but he beat you to it.

he glanced behind you and took a step back automatically, straightening his back. “shit. i gotta go. just – try not to be too mad at him, yeah? maybe give him a slap or two, though,” gareth grinned down at you, awkwardly giving you a small wave, to which you responded with one of your own.

“gareth,” you called out to him as he started to walk away. he paused and turned to you with a curious look. you gave him a gentle, thankful smile, “thank you… i can’t make any promises, but i’ll try to get in a little smack just for you.” his answering laugh made you giggle. he waved goodbye at you once again and you turned back to your car, opening it quickly. you tossed your backpack into the passenger seat, glancing over in the direction where eddie was normally parked at. and there he was, the long-haired metalhead already staring at you with pleading eyes, his hands pressed together as he made a begging gesture towards you.

you let out a sigh and looked down for a moment. you weren’t sure what to do – you’ve never been in a situation like this before. you really, really like eddie, but the way he acted towards gareth pissed you off.

you looked back at him, his eyes never once straying from you. you mouthed the words ‘my house’ to him and got in your car without checking to see if he understood you – you know he did.

the drive back to your house went by too quickly in your opinion. it was like you were in a trance – you just got out of the car, went to say hi to your parents who were getting ready for their date night, went up and locked yourself in your room, sat down on your bed, and waited for eddie.

thankfully, you didn’t have to wait that long.

there was a soft tap against the window of your room. you looked over, watching as eddie pushed your window up and clumsily made his way into your room, landing on the carpeted floor with a soft ‘thud’.

“eddie,” you hissed softly, rushing over to your window as the man stood up, dusting himself off. you glanced around your driveway – your parent's car wasn’t there anymore, thankfully. “be glad my parents aren’t here anymore...” you mumbled, closing your window and shutting the curtains. you turned around, wondering why he wasn’t saying anything –

you were surprised at the sudden contact of his lips against yours, his hands cupping your cheeks. he held you close, muttering soft apologies between each kiss. you placed your hands on his shoulders, gently tapping them.

he pulled away, pressing his forehead against yours. his eyes were shut, lips set in a thin line. “i know, i know.” was all he said. he laid his head on your shoulder, arms wrapping around your waist tightly, tugging you close to him.

god, you really couldn’t ever stay mad at him for too long. you let out a defeated sigh and walked you two to your bed, letting your bodies gently fall onto the mattress.

“what happened back there, eddie?” you mumbled, one of your hands gently scratching his scalp, something that you found out soothed his nerves. “that wasn’t like you, back there at lunch.”

“i dunno,” was his answer, his breath tickling your neck. eddie pulled away slightly to adjust your position – fixing both of you so that you were now lying side by side on your bed, facing each other. but he never stopped touching you – his hand gently cradling your round cheek, caressing it lightly with his thumb.

“you don’t know? eds, baby.” you mumbled out incredulously, trying to maintain eye contact with him, but he kept looking away from you. “look at me, please.” you whispered, “remember what i told you after our first date?” at his nod, you continued, “i’ve never felt this way about anyone before you. not this intensely, not this fast. i – i dunno if i did something wrong, you know? i need to know so that i can fix this –”

eddie cut you off with a shake of his head, both hands now cupping your cheeks, his eyes wide as he stared at you. “fuck, no. you didn’t do anything wrong, babe.” he let out a little groan, releasing you so he could turn onto his back, doe eyes looking up at your ceiling.

“then what–?”

“i got jealous, okay? ‘nd i know, that’s fucking stupid. i know gareth enough to know that he wouldn’t try any shit with you, but just knowing that he has a crush on you – i dunno, sweetheart. i know you wouldn’t do shit with him either, but i guess it scared me. you’re my princess,” eddie mumbled, closing his eyes as he felt you grip his hand gently, lacing their fingers together and giving it a soft squeeze, “but ‘m not the only one who likes you. harrington liked you – still does – before he fucked it up. gareth likes you. hell, i’ve seen the way the basketball jackasses look at you when you aren’t looking – they take one look at you ‘nd i want to break their faces in for even looking at you, babe.” he groaned loudly, and in true eddie manner, turned to look at you with a pout settled on his plump lips, “guess i got scared ‘m gonna lose you to someone better, ya know?”

you couldn’t help but giggle softly, shaking your head at his antics. he got offended by this and huffed loudly, crossing his arms as he stared at you with furrowed brows. “something funny i should know about, (l/n)?” he grumbled quietly.

“are you done, baby?” you teased softly, reaching over to wrap a curl around your finger, gently playing with the hair. you felt him nod his head and your lips quirked up into a smile.

“good, because you need to listen to this, mister,” you sat up and scooted up your bed, leaning your back against your headboard. you patted your lap, motioning for eddie to lay his head on your thighs, a position he always liked. “you’re right – you do know me enough to know that i would never, ever do anything with gareth. i like the kid, but not like that,” you mumbled softly, looking down at him with a soft smile, “doesn’t matter if he has a crush on me, because the only person i like is you. as a matter of fact – it doesn’t matter who else likes me. gareth, steve, those assholes from the basketball team, i don’t give a fuck,” you laughed softly at his mock gasp, his hand flying to grab his chest at the way you cursed around him, but you knew your words were finally getting to him by the way his body was relaxing underneath you. “before you, i felt like i always had to live up to something – all my life, i’ve only ever been known as is ‘the fat girl’. my worth has always been defined by my weight. no one ever wanted to be my friend in the past because i was ‘too fat’ to be seen with. that followed me all throughout elementary, middle, and even a bit of high school. if it wasn’t for me being friends with robin, i wouldn’t have as many friends as i do now. i finally felt a little comfortable in my body – but i still felt like i needed to prove my worth, like i needed to change in order to fit in and be liked. before you, i was on different diets every month, trying to do the most to lose weight. started to wear things that was ‘in’ so that maybe i wouldn’t be as bullied as before. of course, that shit never worked,” you shook your head at your idiocy, “no matter what i did, i was still just the ‘fat girl’ for most people. the ‘fat girl’ that nobody wanted to be seen with. i was always the secret, eddie. always. it was different with steve in the beginning, but realizing now, months after that ended, i realize that he was starting to hide me towards the end. he’s a good guy, i know he can be a good friend to robin and the boys, but he didn’t want to be seen with me anymore.” you shrugged your shoulders. the thought used to hurt you and it was something that you didn’t want to believe, but knew deep down, that that was the case.

with a deep breath, you continued, willing your voice to not crack on you. the way eddie was staring at you made you nervous, but you pushed forward. “before you, i was the one guys wanted to ‘try’ but was treated like dirt in the end. i didn’t know my worth back then so i let it happen. i didn’t know how to value myself back then. but ever since meeting you, god, eddie, everything changed,” you breathe out, your voice wavering slightly, “ever since you came into my life that day at the family video, you have no idea how better my life just feels. you make me feel seen. you make me feel important, like i matter. whenever you call me princess, i just melt inside because you literally make me feel like a princess. i don’t have to be anyone else but myself when i’m with you. i don’t have to change anything, not my looks, not my weight, nothing. the things i feel for you are feelings that i have never felt for anyone before. you know i’m shit when it comes to expressing my feelings out in words, but you’re so important to me in ways you don’t understand and i’d be a dumb fucking idiot if i ever let you go. i can’t imagine a life where you’re not in it, eddie,” you didn’t even realize you were crying now, until you watched a tear fall on eddie’s cheek. your vision blurred, eddie becoming a big brown blob as he waited for you to finish, although he was itching to comfort you, “you’re so important to me. i’m so in love with you, i can’t imagine being with anyone else but you.”

your breath hitched when you realized what you just said, your eyes widening as you watched the way your words started to process through eddie’s mind, his own eyes widening almost comically and big, red blotches slowly seeping into his cheeks.

“i – just ignore what i said!” you squeaked out, your tears drying up as quick as they started, your face burning from embarrassment. this is why you were shit with talking about your feelings – because next thing you know it, you’re saying you’re in love with the guy and you’re not anything official! god, why are you like this?

“ignore what you said?” eddie exclaimed as he sat up, scrambling up towards to headboard to engulf you in a tight hug, a shit-eating grin on his face, knees digging into the mattress. “fuck, how can i ever ignore what you just said, babe?” he laughed at the ridiculous thought, shaking his head at you. “jesus h. christ, (y/n)! did you mean it? are you in love with me, princess?” he breathed out, pulling away to look down into your teary eyes.

you nibbled on your bottom lip, debating on telling the truth or going back on your word – but you could never do that. not to eddie.

you slowly nodded your head, mumbling a soft ‘yes’ to his question.

“fuck,” eddie gazed down at you – he was practically looking at you with hearts thumping in his eyes, “say it again, doll.”

“i’m in love with you, eddie…”

said man groaned loudly at your words and pulled you into a kiss, both of you now kneeling on your bed, his hands holding you in place by your cheeks as he poured himself into the kiss, lips moving against yours frantically, urgently, like he was afraid you’d disappear.

you mewled softly into the kiss – if you had been standing up at this point, you probably would have melted onto the floor, your knees weak at the way he kissed you.

as if reading your thoughts, eddie – without pulling away from the kiss – laid you down on the bed, his hands and knees caging you in. it was like he was devouring you – eddie continued to kiss you, ravishing you in a way that has never happened before. he pulled whines from your mouth, your arms wrapping around his neck, trying to desperately pull him down on top of you.

it didn’t take much for him to do so, his body now flushed against yours. with a soft grunt, he pulled away from your red, kiss-swollen lips, trailing his own across your jaw, leaving heated, open-mouth kisses down to your neck.

“eddie,” you let out a quiet whimper, his kisses quickly invading your mind and senses. all you wanted was for him to continue – you were getting drunk into the feeling, and fast.

“fuck, princess, i love you,” came from the metalhead, his teeth lightly nipping at your neck, listening to the way your breath hitched – at his actions or words, he wasn’t sure, but he didn’t bother asking.

his teeth dug into that same spot, sucking on the patch of skin lightly, just how you like it. your responding moan egged him on, the man eagerly creating marks on your skin, the stinging sensation making your back arch off the bed slightly. you knew your neck was going to sport a valley of new marks that you’d have to hide, but you didn’t care. you’d let this man do whatever he wanted to you.

“ah,” a gasp fell from your lips as eddie’s hands came in contact with your chest, large palms groping the mounds desperately. you closed your eyes tightly, whimpering into the air as his hands tugged and squeezed at your breasts, feeling your nipples harden under the flimsy bra you wore that day.

“this okay, princess?” eddie mumbled as he trailed his lips down your chest and stomach, stopping at the hem of your shirt. he hesitated for a moment before slowly pushing his hands up your shirt, fingers gliding against your skin, pretty brown eyes looking down at you, waiting for your response.

you eagerly nodded your head, cheeks flushed, and lips swollen, “y–yeah, that’s more than okay, eds.” you gasped out, his fingers lightly brushing past your hard nipples, a shudder running down your spine. you saw his eyes darken at your reaction, his fingers quickly latching themselves onto the perked nubs, tweaking them gently between his thumb and forefinger. “mm!” you sighed out, head tilting back against your pillow. you’ve always been a sensitive girl – simple make-out sessions with eddie were more than enough to get you wet and needy. of course, it never went further, and you tended to have to deal with the aftermath by yourself, but it was different this time. you could tell things were escalating – and fast.

“shit,” eddie cursed under his breath, gazing down at the way you squirmed under him. he needed you so badly and fuck – as if he’d let anything get in the way of that. he’s wanted you for far longer than he’d care to admit, having spent one too many nights locked in the bathroom, jerking one out real quick after a heated make-out session with you. he wanted this as much as you wanted it – but first…

“princess,” he mumbled softly, tossing his long, curly hair over his shoulder, before leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips, in contrast to the heated, urgent kisses from a few moments ago. “do you want to do this? i need you to be sure – if you’re not, just say the word ‘nd we’ll stop, i swear.” he smiled against your lips, pulling away to restrain himself. his hands clenched around the bedsheets, watching you intently for any signs of hesitation.

however, he didn’t have to worry about that.

you were quick to nod your head, your hands reaching up to caress his cheeks, a small, timid smile set on your face. “eds, i’ve been ready for this. want to do this with you so badly, wanted it for so long,” you mumbled quietly, bright eyes staring into his.

a wide smile broke across his face and he leaned down, pulling you into a deep kiss, your lips moving in sync with each other’s. you let out a breathy moan into the kiss, your arms moving to hook themselves around his neck, your fingers tangling in his curls.

his hands started to roam your body again, finding purchase at the bottom of your shirt and started to tug it upwards, lips separating themselves from yours for a split second. he tugged the shirt off you, flinging it somewhere in your room, before his lips met yours again. he could never get enough of the taste of your lips – tasting like that sweet strawberry chapstick you always wore. addicting – you were addicting to him.

his hands found themselves on your tits again, large palms engulfing the mounds perfectly. a whiny moan left you as eddie gripped and squeezed them, the man marveling at how perfect they felt in his hands.

he pulled away from your lips, soon trailing kisses down your neck and down the valley between your breasts. his eyes never left your face, wanting to watch those pretty expressions on your face – all because of him. his lips skirted around the edge of your bra, his lips not going to where you desperately wanted him at.

“eddie, please,” you whined quietly, one of your hands gently tugging at his long hair. a grunt escaped him before he let out a chuckle as he looked at you.

“use your words, baby. tell me what you need,” he cooed mockingly, placing an open mouth kiss just above where your heart was.

you nibbled on your bottom lip, gazing down at him with pleading eyes, “please, eddie, take it off, wanna feel your mouth on me…” you felt a little self-conscious about how you were wording things – you never had the chance to beg or ask for something from someone else, but with the way eddie groaned, maybe you said something right.

a startled yelp left you when your bra was suddenly ripped in the middle, eddie carelessly tossing the torn garment somewhere on your floor. “h–hey! i liked that bra, just so you know!” you squeaked softly, eddie’s fingers tugging and rolling your nipples between them, the nubs soon becoming overly sensitive from how rough he was handling them. “m-mm, eddie,” you moaned, hands clutching onto your bedsheets tightly, trying to keep in your whines of pleasure.

“don’t worry, babe,” eddie grinned smugly down at you, leaning down to flick his tongue across a hardened nipple, savoring the sound you let out. “i’ll buy you more later.” he sent you a playful wink before wrapping his lips around your nipple, lapping his tongue around it and sucking on it lightly every once in a while.

soft mewls and pants left your lips as he continued, his warm mouth sending shivers down your spine while the rough treatment of your other nipple made you rub your thighs together, feeling a pool of wetness gather in your panties. all while your fingers tangled themselves in his hair, lightly tugging at it whenever he’d bite or gave a particularly hard suck on your nipple – the tugging just encouraged him, really.

once eddie was satisfied, he switched breasts, giving the other nipple the same treatment with his mouth, making you buck your hips up against his at how sensitive he was making them.

“too much,” you whined loudly, trying to tug him away from your nipples, but he just huffed a laugh and shook his head, continuing with his ministrations. he only pulled away once he was completely satisfied, a cocky smirk on his lips as he gazed down at the perky nubs, glistening slightly from how wet he left them.

“better, princess?” he cooed softly, sitting up slightly as his hands rubbed up your sides.

you had little beads of tears forming in the corners of your eyes as you stared up at him, nodding your head slowly, “y–yeah, better, eds…” your lips formed into a small pout, shivering at the cold temperature of your room.

“my poor baby,” he mumbled, leaning down to kiss your tears away, his lips soon pressing a kiss on your cheek before they formed into a grin, “don’t worry, doll. you’ll get used to it later.”

before you could retort back, eddie’s hands tugged at the waistband of your jeans, looking into your eyes for permission. your cheeks flushed heavily at the unsaid question and took in a deep breath, trying to steel your nerves. after a few moments, you slowly nodded your head and brought your hips up off the bed, helping eddie push your pants and underwear down with one determined pull, the fabric pooling at your ankles before you pushed them off with your feet. eddie stepped off the bed for a moment, eyes never once leaving your form.

if possible, your cheeks flushed heavily as you laid naked in the middle of your bed. this was the first time you’ve ever been completely naked in front of someone, but you were glad it was with someone you truly loved and trusted – the way eddie stared at you, it was like as if he was staring at a masterpiece.

eddie marveled at how perfect you looked. so soft, with your hair fanning around you like a halo on your pillow, your hands gently pressed against your soft stomach, legs bent slightly at the knees, thick thighs pressed together. he saw every perfect imperfection on your body, and he fell even more in love with you, if that was even possible.

“fuck, you’re beautiful, (y/n),” he breathed out in awe, shaking his head as a large smile slipped on his face, “‘m so fucking lucky, shit.” he mumbled, leaving you feeling high and on cloud nine.

it was at this moment that he realized you were there, lying all cute and pliant for him on your bed, completely naked while he was still fully dressed – that wasn’t going to work out.

with a few curses, eddie was quick to stumble out of his clothes, haphazardly tugging his clothes off – his hair getting caught on his shirt, his jeans not coming off as easily as he would have liked, chains rattling against each other – maybe he fell here and there once or twice, not that he would ever admit it – he could hear you giggling from the bed at the sight and his cheeks were already burning too much. and only to yourself, would you admit that his clumsiness at this moment helped calm your nerves, even if just a little bit.

once he finally de-clothed himself, he crawled back into your space, hovering over you with his hands next to your head and his hair cascading around you, tickling your cheeks. you giggled and reached up to wrap a finger around a lock, giving it a teasing tug, making him smile down at you.

“hey, pretty girl,” eddie mumbled softly as he stared down at you with an adoring expression, not able to stop smiling.

“hi, pretty boy,” you responded back quietly, smiling up at him, your heart pounding against your chest in anticipation.

“last chance, sweetheart. you sure you want this? i – uh, i don’t have a condom, didn’t know we were doing this,” he winced at his words, but held truth in them.

you gave him a reassuring smile and shook your head, “it’s alright, i trust you. you can, uhm, pull out, right?” you whispered softly, rubbing your thighs together.

he noticed your squirming and reached down to rub a soothing hand on your thigh, but still nodded to your words, “yeah, yeah – i’ll pull out, baby. just warning you though, don’t think ‘m gonna last long.” he gave you a sheepish grin, feeling his muscles flex as he tried to control himself. he really wanted to go slow for your sake – he knows you’re a virgin, and he wouldn’t want to do anything that you weren’t ready for yet, nor did he want to do something that’ll cause you any harm.

“that’s okay, probably won’t last long either,” you let out a final nervous giggle, forcing yourself to relax under him. you glanced down between your bodies, your eyes widening at the sight of his cock.

it’s not the first time you’ve seen one – assholes used you for blowjobs most of the time, but eddie – his cock was – holy shit. it was definitely bigger than the ones you’ve seen before. and it was so pretty. the tip of his cock was red, translucent beads of precum forming around the slit – your eyes tracked the way a bead slid down the head and you licked your lips. if you weren’t so ready to feel him inside of you, you’d probably beg him to let you suck his cock. you wanted to feel that heaviness on your tongue – feel his length thrusting in and out of your mouth. you wondered if he’d fuck your face, make you gag on his cock. would he be gentle with you? or would he be rough? fucking your face at a fast pace, tip hitting the back of your throat with each thrust, tears streaking down your face and spit dribbling down your chin? would he –

a soft cry left your lips, interrupting your thoughts, as you felt a finger gently trace down your cunt, pushing past the puffy lips and teasingly inch its way inside of you. you moaned quietly at the slight stretch – eddie’s fingers were much thicker than yours, your own fingers never being able to hit that right spot.

your hands were quick to clutch onto his shoulders, head thrown back slightly against your pillow as eddie continued to gently thrust his finger in and out of you, prepping you for his cock.

he licked his lips as he stared down at you, watching as your face twisted and contorted in pleasure. fuck, if only he had a camera, he’d take tons of pictures of you right now – you were so pretty, your lips parted, with the most gorgeous sounds leaving them. “still good, sweetheart?” eddie mumbled softly, feeling your walls flutter around his lone finger, curling it slightly to ‘test the waters’.

“mm!” you moaned quietly, your hips bucking the moment he curled his finger – you’ve played with yourself before, but it was different when it was someone else’s fingers – especially someone with as thick as fingers as eddie. “god, right there, feels so good, eds,” your eyes fluttered open, looking up at the long haired metalhead, who gulped the moment you made eye contact.

“good, baby,” eddie whispered softly, leaning down to place soft kisses on your cheeks, “wanna make you feel so good, princess.” he smiled softly against your cheek, before slowly easing in a second finger inside, letting you adjust to the new stretch again.

your room was filled with the loud pants that continued to leave your lips, eddie’s thick fingers rubbing against the velvety walls of your cunt that made stars appear in your sight.

your thighs were starting to tremble the longer eddie teased you, his lips pressing against your ear, whispering sweet nothings into it as he tried to help you relax.

“o-oh!” you gasped out suddenly, his fingers thrusting and curling at just the right spot, making you keen in pleasure. your lips parted as you felt that all too familiar tightening feeling in your tummy, your toes curling at the sensation.

eddie grinned when he felt your walls flutter around his fingers, letting him know he finally found the jackpot – your sweet spot. he licked his lips and adjusted his position, now laying on his side, leaning against his elbow as his other arm got busy, tensing as his fingers thrust inside of you at a fast pace, wet squelching sounds filling the room.

he would curl his fingers at just the right moment, hitting against your sweet spot every single time without a miss. cry after cry would leave your lips and it felt like he has been teasing and fucking you with his fingers for hours on end, when in reality, it had only been a couple of minutes since he started.

“e—eds, can’t, gonna… ngh,” you cried out weakly as one of your hands started to try and push his arm away, but it was no use. hearing your words just made eddie renew his vigor, now adding in a third finger and making your head tilt back, a thin line of drool dripping from the corner of your mouth.

“what, is my baby gonna cum?” eddie cooed softly, looking at your face and leaning over to kiss your cheeks, feeling the way tears of overstimulation started to slowly streak down your face. “do it, baby. cum on my fingers.” he mumbled against your cheeks, grinning when he felt your cunt clench and flutter at his words.

“o—oh god!” you cried out suddenly, your arms thrown around his neck as an orgasm ripped through your body – one that was much stronger than any of the others you had before. your body trembled as you clutched onto the man, listening to his sweet words. your heart was pounding against your chest, little moans spilling out of your mouth. you had never had an orgasm as strong as this one – your mind had turned into mush and all you could do was take it – take whatever he gave to you.

eddie helped you ride out your high, cunt spasming around his fingers, grinning at the wetness that spilled onto his palm. if anything, he savored the feeling, loving the fact he made you cum with just his fingers.

a cocky grin appeared on his face after a little while, slowly pulling his fingers out of your cunt. “baby,” he mumbled softly, waiting until you opened your eyes to bring his fingers to his mouth, tongue lapping at the shiny wetness you left on them.

“eddie!” you whined in embarrassment as you watched the man suck the wetness from his fingers – but you couldn’t deny the way your cunt clenched around nothing at all at the sight.

“what? you taste good, princess,” the man couldn’t help but chuckle softly at your embarrassed expression, before moving to hover over you, a large grin settling on his face.

“that… that was…” you mumbled softly, trying to voice your thoughts, but it was hard, considering the way the man was staring down at you with love-filled eyes, with an adoration that you had never experience before – before him, that is.

“amazing? out of this world? spectacular?” eddie continued to tease you, one of his hands reaching over to gently rub at your side, helping you relax further into the bed. you were practically putty in his hands – it was adorable.

your lips formed into a small pout as you stared up at the man, your heart pounding, knowing what was to come. you gulped, before whispering softly, “it… it was really amazing, eds. never felt that good before.” you were a little nervous confessing that, but it was true. this man was opening your eyes to a whole new world, and you couldn’t wait to explore it some more with him.

eddie beamed down at you, chuckling softly at your confession. “it’ll only ever get better after this, baby. i got you,” he mumbled, leaning down to press a kiss on your lips, before pulling back with a grin.

you gave him a small smile, your hands reaching up to cup his cheeks, eyes staring into his, “i love you, so much, eddie,” you sighed out, your hands slowly roaming down to wrap around his shoulders. you felt him shift, and suddenly, the tip of his cock was gently rubbing itself up and down against your puffy cunt, parting the lips and coating it with your arousal.

“oh, fuck,” you gasped, your eyes clenching shut at the feeling. you spread your legs a bit, giving him more room to slot himself against you.

“feels good, baby?” eddie mumbled, his head against your neck, lips pressing soothing kisses where your shoulder and neck met. he let out a grunt when he felt your legs wrap around his hips, pulling him down further against you. your cunt was so warm – so ready for his cock. god, he couldn’t wait to sink himself inside you.

“please, eds, want it, want it so badly,” you whined – no, you begged the man. and who was he to deny you? he would do anything for you – he’d go to the end of the world for you, if you asked.

“shit, (y/n),” he groaned out your name, letting his head fall against your neck for a brief moment before he pulled back, sitting up straight as his hands gripped at your plush hips. “tell me if it hurts or if you want me to stop, okay, princess?” he huffed, looking at the way his fingers left indents on your soft body – yeah, he’s gonna have to invest in a camera or some shit. you looked too pretty like this for him not to snap a few polaroids here and there.

“o—okay, i will,” you stuttered out softly, feeling your nerves start to get the best of you, but you tried your best to relax under the man, looking up into his eyes that burned into yours.

“i got you, baby,” eddie whispered softly, one of his hands leaving your hips as it gripped his cock, holding it steady. he aligned the tip to your entrance, letting the head rub against the slick, puffy lips for a moment.

the both of you stifled a moan at the feeling, your toes curling at the sensation. your head tilted back against the pillow, eyes shutting as you braced yourself for what came next.

as eddie pushed inside of you, slowly, inch by inch, you felt an uncomfortable pinch that made you hiss out in slight pain. “ow,” you whimpered quietly, your fingers digging into your bedsheets, tugging at them as you tried to endure it.

“shh, baby, it’s okay. it’ll get better, i swear,” eddie panted into your ear, both hands now on either side of your head, holding himself up as he stilled his hips. he wasn’t even fully inside of you yet – he was waiting for you to adjust to it first, but fuck – your warm heat felt like it was sucking him in, and he swears he just died and went to heaven.

it took you a few moments, but your body finally started to relax under his – your chest heaved up and down, taking it deep breaths as the pain started to dull. it was a strange feeling, having something this long and thick inside of you – you felt so full, so sated.

“eds,” you whimpered quietly, feeling your thighs tremble, “’m okay, please…”

eddie nibbled on his bottom lip, looking down at where you were joined – “you sure, babe?”

“please.”

“fuck.” he mumbled, nodding his head to himself. his hands fisted your bedsheets, leaning down quickly to attach his lips to yours, distracting you as he pulled his hips back slightly – before slamming them back down, muffling your cry of surprise. a loud grunt escaped his lips as he sat fully inside of you, feeling your velvety walls clench and throb around him.

“eddie!” you cried out his name against his lips, arms flying to wrap around his neck. the thrust had shocked you, jolts of pain mixed with pleasure coursing through your body before they morphed into just pleasure. a whiny mewl came from you and you felt like your mind was slowly becoming mush.

eddie pulled away from your lips, arms flexing slightly as he started to thrust gently, hips rolling at a pace where he knew he wouldn’t be hurting you any more than he did previously. a soft pant left his lips as he gazed down at you – at your gorgeous face, at the way your lips parted, at the pretty sounds that started to leave your kiss-swollen lips.

“my pretty girl,” he grunted when your nails started to rake down his back. a shudder of pleasure coursed through his body. everything you did was perfect – he wasn’t going to last long at this rate.

he kept this pace up for a while – not only for your sake, but for his, as well. he wanted you to enjoy this experience, your first time. he didn’t want to screw this up for you.

but after a while, you let out a soft whine, your eyes blurry from the tears that started to gather at the corner of your eyes, “eddie, faster, please.” you tightened your legs around his hips, trying to bring him closer. you loved the fact that he was trying to be gentle, but you needed more.

his pace faltered at your plea, large brown eyes looking down into yours in surprise. “a—are you sure, babe?” eddie mumbled, thinking that perhaps he didn’t hear right.

“god, please, ‘m so sure, eds,” you whimpered pathetically – which was the final nail in the coffin.

eddie let out a grunt, leaning down to press his forehead against the crook of your neck. his hips shifted the tiniest bit, making you keen in pleasure at the way he seemed to go deeper inside you.

“i love you,” the man groaned softly, hands gripping your hips tightly as he started to fasten his pace, the sounds of skin slapping against skin starting to fill the room.

your whines grew in volume, your eyes shut tightly as you tried to keep up with his pace. your hips rolled up slightly in sync to his thrusts, the tip of his cock slamming against a spot that made your mind melt into a pile of mush. all you could think about was the way his cock slammed inside of you with no remorse, feeling the veins of his cock drag against the gummy walls of your cunt, the way his hips were angled so perfectly, it rubbed against your clit, adding onto the stimulation.

eddie’s lips ran down your neck, leaving a wet trail of kisses down to your chest, where they attached themselves onto a nipple, sucking on the perky nub as a hand went down to rub firm circles on your clit.

the longer he did this, the more out of breath you became. your vision was blurred by the tears that started to streak down your face. “e—eds, think ‘m gonna…” you whimpered suddenly, trying to pull the man away from your chest. everything was suddenly becoming too much for you – too overstimulating. you could feel that all too familiar tightening sensation in your tummy. if he didn’t stop –

“cum, baby. fuck, cum all over my cock, yeah? s’gonna feel so good, can feel the way your cunt is tightening all around my cock. gonna look so fucking pretty, god just wanna fill you up with my fucking cum,” eddie rambled softly from around your nipple, too drunk on your cunt to realize what he just said. he was too distracted by the way your cunt sucked him in, squeezing him and pushing him over the edge.

a loud, whiny moan came from you at his words. you couldn’t deny the way it turned you on – the thought of him cumming inside you and filling you up to the brim. the thought was so enticing, you couldn’t help but cry out, “cum inside me, please! please!”

the last of his resolve broke at those words.

“fuck.” he cursed, his thrusting faltering slightly before they picked up the pace, his thighs smacking against the curve of your ass each time. your moans filled his ears, egging him on. “that’s it, pretty girl. cum for me, baby.” he cooed mockingly, sitting up a little so he could watch the way his cock disappeared in and out of your cunt, thumb rubbing harsh circles around your clit, the bundle of nerves pink and swollen.

“eddie, eddie!” you let out a whimper, walls clenching tightly around his cock as one last thrust sent you over the edge. your back arched off the bed slightly, pleasure crashing through your body as you gushed around his cock, your legs trembling at the intensity of your orgasm.

“shit!” eddie almost whined out at the way your cunt clamped around him, milking him in the best way possible. he didn’t last long after that – with a stuttering thrust, he emptied himself inside of you, hips stilling as spurts of cum filled you up. it was embarrassing, just how long he’s been wanting this.

the man just about collapsed on top of you, his face stuffed in the crook of your neck.

the both of you took your time to collect your breath, your hand running itself through his hair, fingers gently scratching at his scalp.

after a few moments, eddie finally pushed himself up and removed himself from inside you, causing you both to whine at the sensitivity.

you pressed your thighs together, the emptiness now an odd sensation. you sighed softly, feel wetness trickle down your thighs, but you ignored it as you went to look at eddie, who was already looking at you with a bright, beaming smile.

the long, curly haired man laid next to you and brought you into his arms, holding you tenderly, and mumbled softly, “how are you feeling, sweetheart? still love me?” he was teasing you, but there was a layer of insecurity hiding underneath.

you let out a startled giggle, shaking your head at the man. “you just gave me the best night of my life and you ask me if i still love you?” you asked incredulously, looking over at him with a small grin on your face.

eddie playfully rolled his eyes at you and went to flick your nose lightly, “well, yeah. was the dick up to par for you?” he sent you a teasing smirk, laughing at the way you smacked his shoulder.

“well, if you must know,” you spoke matter-of-factly, “we might have to practice a little on your stamina – wanna last a little longer next time. but to answer your question, yes, i still do love you.” you teased the man back, just a little payback.

he groaned dramatically, his body flopping slightly on the bed as he threw a hand over his forehead, “oh, you wound my ego, princess!” he had his eyes clenched shut, before opening one to glance at you, a cocky grin soon settling on his lips, “though, glad to know there will be a next time. wanna go for round two now?”

“eddie!”

“what?! just gimme a bit ‘nd ‘m good as new!”

“you’re a horndog, you know?”

“as if you’re not the one who came twice tonight. one of those times not even by my cock, babe. plus, you love me.”

“i — shut up, eddie.”

“only will if you let me eat you out.”

“god, you’re insufferable.”

“yeah, yeah. love you too, princess.”

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#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie x reader #stranger things imagine #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson fanfic

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lee-aveyourmark · 2 years

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besties with nomin!

∘.∙°. masterlist Pairing: Lee Jeno x reader x Na Jaemin, nomin x bestie!reader Genre: sickening fluff, a whole lotta crack Warnings: mentions of food Wordcount: 767

A/N: I'm back bitches

- nomin are like a bonded pair of pets - you befriend one of them and just couldn't avoid befriending the other

- you're definitely the middle ground in this relationship, bc these two boys can be quite the opposite of one another

- being very open and accepting of jaemin's physical affection while understanding jeno's feelings and concerns through his gazes and jumbles of words is a massive feat but they absolute treasure you for it

- it means that jaemin can randomly give you hugs to feel comfort at the physical contact and not really say anything at times, allowing his nonverbal cues to communicate his intentions as his embrace is ever so gentle and his eyes ever so soft

- it also means that jeno can freely express his emotions and frustrations without judgement, gaining release from negative internal thoughts, and gets excited at the thought of catching up with you to ramble on about how his day went, regardless if it was enjoyable or utterly crap

- haechan has shared about how jeno literally hates anything cute and being associated with cuteness, but i know full well that you and jaemin still coo and baby the living daylights out of him not because you're trying to annoy him, but because you two believe with your whole hearts that he is a d o r a b l e and deserves to be showered with affection and praise

- the amount of pure satisfaction gained from seeing jeno blush

- nomin has money and they know it, so they like to buy you gifts from time to time (it's also a way of them showing their appreciation for you putting up with them lol)

- perfumes are a go-to, with jaemin carefully selecting a new fragrance each time while jeno opposes many of his selections and chooses one that he sniffed once

- rip jaemin when you're given the two fragrances and then end up wearing jeno's selection more often

- playdates are random late-night baking sessions together with jaemin making sure that you and jeno don't burn the kitchen down, becoming distracted himself as he accidentally adds 3/4 tablespoon of salt instead 3/4 teaspoon

- "did someone cry into the brownie mix? why is it so salty?" jeno frowns, reaching for a glass of water to cleanse his overwhelmed palette

- "it was me, i cried when fishing out all the broken eggshells from the batter" jaemin deadpans

- also, imagine just happily enjoying a day off together, walking in a park while your arms are linked with theirs, feeding each other bites of street food and taking the cutest pictures together

- after the first time one of you gained the courage to link arms with the other two, it becomes a little quirk of your relationship

- whether it be strolling around late at night or trying to encourage each other to hurry up in getting to a certain place, linking arms makes it just that lil bit better huehue :)

- until, you guys run into a doorframe and suddenly you're all turning 90 degrees like a blade on a fan to fit through sideways, not even bothering to think of unlinking arms

- your group chat is used mainly for memes and confirming deets on your next get-together

- oh, it also consists of jaemin writing in paragraphs about the most random things and jeno responding with 'k' while you try to respond as empathetically as possible to prevent jaemin from moving out of the dorm lmao

- aND, sometimes with jaemin ignoring jeno's questions followed by jeno sending some words that seem very vulgar but surprisingly none of which are profanities, all ending with the (.◜◡◝ ) emoji

- i'd imagine you guys would facetime on a regular basis, but the timing is always really odd and, more often than not, at least one of you are in a less than publicly decent situation

- most calls aren't even proper conversations - it's just you guys showing each other something cool and then quickly cutting off, or jaemin calling you to tell jeno to turn the lights off

- "jaemin, i swear, it's 4am" "exactly, that's why i need you to tell jeno to turn the lights off so i can sleep" "newSFLASH, I DON'T LIVE WITH Y'ALL"

- but yet, you call the gamer boy anyway

- and alas, gamer boy jeno didn't pick up as he was, as expected, gaming, leaving you to give up and ignore jaemin's calls

- sigh what a lovely friendship <3

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obey-me-headquarters · 2 years

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Pet Axolotl/ fish thing Leviathan

Our poor baby was neglected by his owners, not feeding him enough or taking care of him in the slightest. This lead to him looking dull and sickly and his owners degrading him for being ugly :(

His owners would leave him in his tank all by himself for days at a time with nothing to do..except watch the TV that they forgot to turn off. Colorful shows would come on and the main characters would dance around and sing about friendship and love. Two things that he desperately craves and needs.

Why doesn't he get that? Surely it's his fault. He isn't good enough. His tank is smelly, he's not colorful enough, his scales are shaped weird. Especially because the owners have a butler demon pet that can be out of a tank full of water for more than a few hours at a time without getting dehydrated or suffocating! His only job is to swim in circles and look pretty and he can't even do that right!

He's a freak!

That's what he's told as he's sold to some cruel pet store, they make an attempt to handle him but they put him in fresh water! They didn't know how to care for him and didn't want to have to wait around for him to die because that would be a waste of money.

So they call you!

Poor lil Levi struggling to comprehend why you think he's so pretty. He is so confused when you gently pet his hair or when a pebble gets lodged in his gills you pull them out! It isn't long before you let him out of the house to see the ocean, something he had only seen on TV. He still stays with you, but when you let him out of the tank in your house to go to the beach he's buzzing happily as he brings you shiny rocks he found under water.

The only downside (which I could never punish him for) is when he wants to snuggle your clothes get a bit damp and he cries easy if he feels like he did something wrong.

Jadgabb I love him :')

Sjaidjajd I ALSO love him!!!

Gosh this is so sad!! But t also has such nice fluff!! Aka, prefect pet au material lol..

Levi getting his love of anime from watching the TV his owners left on is so cute! I can definitely see him learning about TV time slots and wait for his favorite shows to come on. It's the only thing he looks forward to :(

Levi getting so insecure because he feels like he doesn't deserve love.... I can definitely see Levi trying at first to "fix" the things that are "wrong" with him. He tries to clean his tank, and slowly peals off all the scales that look misshaped, and be more like their other pet. But nothing works and he believes that being worthless is just what he is. Why even try when he's just going to be gross no matter what?

Also, I saw you sneak Barbs into there! (Or at least, I think you're taking about Barbs when you mention a "butler demon"?) I can definitely see Barbs as someone who wants to help Levi, but he's been so conditioned to be Good and Obey that he can't force himself to.

So it's no surprise to Levi when he owners tell him that they're getting rid of him. It was only a matter of time before they get sick of him, Levi thinks. It doesn't surprise him when the pet store employees put him in the wrong tank. He doesn't even look like the demon hybrid he's supposed to.

When you show up he honestly thinks you're there to put him out of misery, though he can't deny the thought of death shakes him to his core.

So he's extremely surprised when you don't ditch him on the side of the round to rot. Instead you take him to your house and place him in a tank that's waaaaaay bigger than the one he was in at his old house. This must be some kind of mistake, right? You're surely not expecting him to go in *there*, right? Levi is afraid that he's going to somehow dirty up the tank just be being in it, and it takes some convincing before he actually goes in it.

Since his last tank was filthy Levi is probably covered in algae and grime. So you bring out a special brush and bring Levi into a smaller, special cleaning tank. Levi can hardly believe you're being so gentle as you scrub his tail with the brush. You don't even bother with your clothing, kneeling behind Levi as your clothing starts tonget wet. Everything feels so soft and warm that Levi momentarily relaxes, leaning into the feel of the brush.

It's a slow process to get Levi to be more comfortable around you, and it takes even longer for him to believe that he isn't unworthy of love.

Anime helps though, it look awhile but eventually Levi asks you what channel the "colorful pictures" are on, and now you two watch them together. What really helped was explaining to Levi that sometimes characters go though hardships, but they always meet with their friends and everything turns out ok, right? Now Levi keeps referring to his old owners as his "tragic backstory".

You're a bit worried about taking Levi to the beach. On one hand you're worried about predators, or him swimming too far away and getting lost, but another small part of you is worried that he'll leave you.

Levi never strays too far from you though, only swimming away from you to go grab more pretty rocks.

Levi would probably stress about getting our clothing wet whenever he snuggles up to us, but I would just dunk myself in water to prove to him that is does not matter, I just wanna cuddle <3

#woooooo more pet au!!!#its shaping up to be a pretty pey au day #feel free to break into my inbox if yall have any more pet au thoughts lol #obey me #obey me pet au #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #my post #ask

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inkrabbit · 1 year

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How do u think the ghouls, Terzo n Copia would react to their s/o being a tattoo artist? Idk why but I can imagine the ghouls play fighting with Sodo one day n they see he’s got a lil tattoo on him n they’re all just ??? Where ?? When??? And Sodo just tells them how his s/o does tattoos n he wanted one n suddenly all the ghouls want a cool tattoo now 💀

tbh this is such a cute little thought omfg <333

Aether:

he's very interested when he finds out, but he's absolutely supportive and interested

"How did you get into all of this, poppet?"

he'll listen to any and all of your stories, and he's asking any question that comes to mind

absolutely excited to see any and all tattoos you have, and he'll even kiss some of them

if you still do work while with the abbey, he'll offer to be there with you. he loves watching you work, but he also know how... unkind some humans can be. he just wants to make sure you're safe

so long as it's fine by you, he loves looking through your sketchbook that's filled with designs, either for clients, or just random little ideas you wanted to get out of your head

Copia:

"Ah, does it hurt, my little mouse? Getting a tattoo, I mean."

he has a habit of tracing over your tattoos and asking little questions

he wants you to tattoo him. he really does. but he's also scared it's going to hurt

but what you don't know is that he keeps putting it off because he's been trying to find a cute little design that'll match both of you

he wants matching tattoos and he wants it desperately, but he wants it to be a surprise and he wants you to like it too

eventually, he'll just finally break and tell you his idea. and yes, he's giving you those puppy eyes to make sure you say yes and share this special moment with him

Mountain:

he's surprised, but not over the top about it. extreme emotions aren't exactly his specialty

still, he enjoys seeing your work and any sketches you're willing to show him

"Lucifer, I love your work. You have such a unique style, too."

he'll let you give him little tattoos, but only on places that's easy to hide. he can't hide tattoos in his human form and he really doesn't wanna be bothered wearing more clothes than he already does

he's very observant, so you'll never have to go get any new ink or new parts. chances are he's caught it before you and he's already ordered you more

one of his guilty pleasures is actually watching you work. he just loves watching you bring a simple little idea to life on someone's skin

Rain:

tattoos aren't uncommon around the abbey, but he was surprised when he heard some of the siblings say that you had been the one who gave them their ink

"Hey, sweetheart? Could I ask you something? And feel free to say no! But I was wondering if... you'd tattoo me sometime?"

he absolutely loves your work and he lets it be known

but he's also dying to let you work on him. just to have something from you permanently on his skin so it's like you're always with him

he won't want anything too big, but he's also giving you free reign of the design

don't worry wondering if he'll like it. you could tattoo a simple little rain drop on his wrist and he would be over the moon about it

Sodo:

it's no secret he has tattoos of his own. if he wants something, he'll get it, and there's no one that can stop him

he's all smiles when he hears that you're a tattoo artist, and his tail is happily flicking back and forth as you let him look at your previous work

he was going to go to the tattoo shop across town for this little piece he was thinking of getting, but now...

"Hey, babe? Would you be okay with tattooing me?"

you don't know how much it means to him. really. having his lover be the one to give him the design that's refused to leave his mind for the past few weeks?

oh buddy, you're being spoiled for a good while after you're done with that tattoo on him. he's going to be extra affectionate because it means a lot to him

Swiss:

"Beautiful and talented? Lovely, you're just a gift that keeps on giving!"

he could look at and trace your tattoos for hours and, on the times he's woken up before you, he actually has

congratulations, if he wants any work done, you're the first person he goes to

he trusts your work and he loves you. plus he gets the opportunity to tell people that his awesome little s/o was the one behind it? it's a win-win

occasionally he'll come around when you're working with someone and, because of his bright and lovable personality, your clients are more than happy to also chat with him and let him fire off some ideas of his own if they're not 100% sure themselves

he's also been able to talk down some of your more unruly clients

Terzo:

one of his absolute favorite things to do is to get you as bare as he can and trace over your tattoos

it's one of those soft, tender nights where you two don't have anything to do the next day and he just wants to share a peaceful evening with you

"Look at you, amore. The Dark Lord truly did put a lot of thought into you. Such beauty and such talent. How I got so lucky, I do not know."

he'll also pop in here and there while you're working with a client, and he's always praising your work while he kisses your head or lips

unlike Copia, he'll actually pitch the idea of you two getting matching tattoos. he might be a flirt, but he wants to show that you're the only one he really cares about

and he's 100% acting like a child on Christmas when you both get the tattoo. he won't be able to tear his eyes away from them because, really, he's just so happy you agreed to do it with him

#requests #hcs #headcanons #papa emeritus iii #terzo #papa emeritus iv #copia #aether ghoul #mountain ghoul #rain ghoul #sodo ghoul #swiss ghoul #ghost #ghost band

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yeehawbvby · 1 year

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Falling Away With You | Ch. 25*

Sebastian x F!Reader and M. Rasmodius x F!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Chapter Summary: You and Seb enjoy a lil’ morning workout uwu

Author’s Note: Posting a day early because I'm impatient, but also because I'm gonna be a little busy the next few days!! Enjoy and take care x

Table of Contents + Work Summary

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When I get back inside, I discard my gloves onto their usual lil’ shelf by the door, then head straight to the bathroom to get cleaned up. By the time I’m all fresh, Seb’s awake, looking like a groggy mess in my bed.

“Hey, hot stuff,” I chime. He grunts through a yawn, eyes trained on me while he sits upright. “Check these puppies out!” I grab my basket of blueberries from the table and tilt it in his direction slightly. Showing off the goods. “Want one?”

Still looking sleepy, he nods happily, but makes no effort to leave the bed. I shuffle over, keeping an arm around my chest to hold up my towel, and pop a particularly large berry into his mouth.

“Mmm,” he hums. “Sweet as you.” I try to just brush his flirting off with an eye roll so I can get dressed, but he wraps an arm around me. “C’mere…”

I guess I have no choice but to get back into bed with this incredibly cute and sexy man!

Oh, how unfortunate!!!

“So needy,” I jest. He tugs me closer, and I’m facing him. Chest-to-chest.

“I just like to appreciate what’s mine is all,” he murmurs. His sleepy rasp sounds so fucking nice. Seeing me blush at his words, he winks slyly, frazzling me further. Seb shimmies my towel down, leaning back to check me out. “How’re the marks doing?”

“They feel a lot better now,” I grin.

They’re already very faded too. I wonder if Magnus’ potion made me faster to heal, on top of being more physically fit. Although, it’s also rare that I have someone around to nurse me, so Seb’s hard work probably helped too.

“Thanks for patching me up so well.”

“What kinda boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?” he says, matter-of-factly, continuing to unroll the towel off me.

He lightly touches the hickeys and scabby bite marks. Tracing them like they’re art, rather than wounds. Kinky lil’ tattoos, courtesy of my kinky emo boyfriend. I rub together my legs to distract from how warm my body’s starting to feel under his touch. Trying to control my breathing is going poorly, so I dunno how much this will help contain me.

When Seb notices what’s going on, he shoots me a knowing grin. “You alright?”

I nod, not wanting my voice to betray me if I try to speak.

He dips down, nuzzling into my neck as he puts more pressure around my tit with his right hand. Not kissing, or biting, or anything – simply cozying up. It’s so adorable that it’s gotta be a ploy.

“Yeah? So then, you won’t mind if I just…” he nudges his thigh between both of mine, pushing up into my cunt a bit. I gasp quietly, not having expected that or to feel his bare thigh. I’d noticed that he’d removed his shirt to sleep, but didn’t know Seb was pantsless too until now. He finishes his sentence, lips brushing my tender skin. “...reposition a bit?” I feel him smile wider, gently swaying his thigh against me. “Just wanna get comfortable. Ya know?”

I roll my eyes. “Mhm, yeah.” I breathe, kinda squeakily, out, “Totally.” Fuck. I knew I shouldn’t have opened my big dumb mouth.

“What was that?” he teases. My hands, formerly splayed across his chest, are now balled into fists. I shake my head, as if to say “nothing.”

“Use your words, princess.” Mmmm my kryptonite. “What’s wrong?” He starts trailing soft, open-mouthed kisses to my shoulder.

“You know what, dummy…”

Chuckling against me, his top hand begins traveling down my side, the other coming up to tuck between my cheek and the pillow. He grips my hip and says, “Sorry. Just wanna make you feel good, is all.” So, so innocent… until his palm travels to the front of my body. “Love watching my baby squirm.” As the words leave his mouth, I shudder out a breath, and he carefully traces a fingertip along my folds.

“Seb~” I whine, wrapping my arms around his neck. Shifting my body to follow his touch. Doing exactly what he apparently loves to see me do.

How can he be such a little shit while still treating me so gently? His movements right now are so comforting, so lazy, and yet my weak fangirl heart feels like it’s gonna beat right out of me.

“Love hearing those moans…” Seb mutters. Then, he adds, “Your voice is so beautiful.” He untucks the hand that’s not pleasuring me to move some wet hair from my shoulder, then props it under my chin. His thumb grazes my lower lip, I shyly plant a kiss on it, and he smiles. “S’this okay?”

“Yeah,” I sigh into a mewl. “Mmmfuck… do you wanna… like…” Another moan slips, forcing me to cut myself off.

The soft, loving grin on his face widens as he bares his teeth. He’s a smart boy. He gets the jist. “You sure you can, after last night?”

Brows upturned, I nod. “Please, Sebby.” That nickname rolls off my tongue so much more easily, now. I’m starting to dig it.

Last night, Sebastian wanted to break me – god that was so sexy – and that’s exactly what he did. I guess today his plan is to piece me back together.

Leaning in, he kisses me slowly and tenderly. Clearly not in a rush for anything. Just in the mood to take his time, experiencing me as much as he can. Doesn’t even make fun of me for letting another “Sebby” slip.

Now that I think about it, none of our sex has been deliberately gentle, or cute, or anything of the sort. I fucking love that he’s not afraid to be so feral with me, and he has been since day one. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t excited to experience… Yoba, this is gonna sound so corny. ~Making love~ with him.

As Seb graces my mouth with his tongue, he uncovers the blanket from us and lowers his boxers. Unable to resist, I reach for the gold.

“How do you want me?” I ask against his kisses. Simultaneously, I lightly wrap around and stroke Seb’s length. His shaky breath tickles my lips, forcing them into a grin.

“Fuck,” he whispers. “Turn around?”

I follow his order, flipping to lay on my left side, so that I’m now facing the room. Once I’m situated comfortably, I tilt my head so I can see his face, stretching my neck to brush my nose against his.

Seb slides his member between my thighs as he clasps a large hand around my cheek and grins into another delicate kiss. Thankfully, his markings aren’t too sore for this to be able to happen. It stings a tiny bit, but it’s nothing unbearable. Adds some adrenaline to the mix, if anything.

His cock grazes my labia ever so slightly, while the rest of it is swallowed up by the supple skin of my legs. Warming himself up, but leaving me wanting more.

“You suck,” I pull away a centimeter or so to giggle.

His response is to laugh lowly, evilly, and bring me back into him. Our kisses grow more needy, more desperate, as he fucking pre-games or whatever.

“Shit,” Seb growls, forehead pressed to mine; nose nuzzling against my own. “Why haven’t I tried this sooner?” he wonders aloud.

I reach down, softly repositioning him. Giving my clit the broader contact it’s been yearning for. Mmmm. This feels much better.

“Dunno,” I breathe out, relieved, and swallow a moan. “But it’s killing me,” I mewl. I keep my hand below us, to ensure his dick stays at this angle. “Fuck, please put it in?” I ask, whimpering. Starving. “Please?”

Seb chuckles again, and puts his hand atop mine. Pressing himself up a little harder. Pulling his hips back a little further, teasing my entrance, then totally bypassing it as he pushes forward in favor of my skin again. I swear to Yoba and all that is holy, the antsy groan that escapes me as I mush my face into the pillow comes from my fucking soul, dude.

Finally, against my right ear, Sebastian gives me permission to take matters into my own hands. “Go ahead, baby.” He takes the lobe between his teeth, barely grazing the cartilage. Raises goosebumps on my skin.

I slink my hand further underneath us and cup the underside of Seb’s absurdly large cock in my palm, while he sleepily trails kisses along the side of my neck that’s exposed to him. As he’s finally pushed inside, he bites down where my collar and shoulder meet. Not nearly as hard as he’d bitten me last night — this one’s purpose seems to be self-soothing — but it’s enough to heighten my senses just a tad.

“Fuuh~” I sigh out the half-curse.

Feeling too close to the brink already, I bite my lip, not caring that I’m probably undoing any progress Seb’s bite was making towards healing. Gotta distract myself… want this to last. For fuck’s sake, his pleasured sighs and quiet curses in my ear aren’t helping. The dude’s voice alone could probably get me off if he tried hard enough.

Each rock of his hips makes me increasingly heady. Havin’ me see stars without needing to pound me as hard and fast as he usually does. I sense eyes on me, and shift my vision barely over my right shoulder, meeting my boyfriend’s hungry, ambiguously indigo gaze through my own fluttering lashes.

Something about the way he’s looking at me – as if I’m the sexiest but also most valuable thing in the fucking world to him – is fucking me up. Fucking with me just as much as he usually does with dirty words, and all the cool shit he typically does to manipulate my body, and whatever.

“Seb…”

I nudge his nose with mine, eyes trailing from his dark irises, to his barely birth-marked skin, and down to his perfect lips. Seb takes the hint, locking his mouth onto my own. His hand, which was on my hip for leverage, travels to my thigh and tucks into it. He lifts that leg, slightly shifting me into a new angle, before thrusting into me with a particularly harsh snap.

“Oh, fuck!” I moan. Wasn’t expecting that kinda force, good god. “Holy shit,” I… clarify? Comes out as more of a laugh than anything. “T-this is nice.”

“Yeah?” His speed picks up, wringing more whines from my throat. “Didn’t wanna ruin all that cute shit, fuck,” he cuts himself off with a groan. Continuing, he growls, “but I couldn’t resist. Your pussy feels too good.”

“Shit, well sor– ohmyfuckinggod – Sorry for foiling your plans.”

“Should be,” he teases.

Clearly he’s woken up a bit now, ‘cause he seems just as riled up as ever. He twists to lay on his back and lifts me – seriously, how the hell do those slender computer goblin arms handle my weight so easily? – holding me atop him. I squeak as I scramble for somewhere to lay my hands flat. I settle for Seb’s body.

“Is– is this okay?” I heave. Worried I’ll break his ribs or something.

“Mhm,” he hums calmly.

My knees are together between his, and my heels are on the bed, as I try to figure out how to balance this. I’m in some sorta pseudo-crab position. Reverse cowgirl, but make it complicated. Before I can reach a solution, Seb spreads his legs further and begins pulsing up into me.

Oh.

This is good.

This is very new and SO good.

My head tilts back as I close my eyes, focusing on just how frickin’ deep Seb’s hitting. How thick he is. How hot it is that he can just position me however he wants and make it work somehow. How, as much as I adored the cute shit before, he can have me absolutely fucking zooted out in seconds with his dick.

Despite the soreness in my abs from holding myself up in a way I’m not used to, I don’t dare try to change things up again. Feels too good. No more than a minute later, a familiar tingling, heated sensation in my lower stomach washes over me.

“Mm’gonna, oh fuck—” I cry out, incoherently trying to warn Seb that I’m about to explode. He slams into me, keeping pace, hell bent on making me cum. “Fuuuck holy fucking shit Seb oh my fucking god!”

I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore. There was definitely an “I love you” in there, but god. I don’t think my body knows how to handle this. I’m being fucked stupid. No, braindead. Death by Sebastian Byrne’s penis. He blissfully hums below me as I tighten around him.

Vision hazy on the comedown, I lay back onto Seb’s chest and angle my neck so that I can see him. He tells me how good I feel, and I try to drop an Uno Reverse on him with a “No, you,” but it comes out raspy and quiet. Was I screaming that loud? I feel my cheeks tingle at the possibility.

Noticing that Seb didn’t get to finish yet as I rehab my only braincell, I think back to a few minutes ago, when he fucked my thighs. He really liked that. Was super sexy. Plus, it was kinda fun… fuck it.

“D-do you wanna do that thigh thing again?”

Aside from my voice failing me for a second time, I felt a little shy while I was asking, so it comes out meek. I nudge myself a bit to hide my face in his neck while a chuckle rumbles below me.

“Do you want to?”

“Yeah…” I nod into the crevice.

“Yes,” he seems to half-answer, and half-cheer to himself. He’s so fucking cute oh my god. Before I know it, I’m right back in the same position we were in earlier. This time though, I twist my upper body to face more at the ceiling than the room, in hopes to prevent a stiff neck.

“You don’t wanna try this, like, standing or something?” I whisper against his jaw, lightly nipping at it as he slides between my legs once again.

After a shaky exhale, he answers, “That’s for another time,” before stealing my lips into a kiss. He’s not positioned as high as he was before, so I’m not getting any stimulation from this, but holy shit I wish I was. Seb mewls into my lips, and I accidentally echo it, hazy with lust.

“Oh yeah?” he teases.

“Sorry.”

“Shut the fuck up,” he commands, biting my lip softly. Oh. “Don’t apologize for being so fucking sexy, (y/n).”

I rub my thighs together a bit, releasing any embarrassment that’s bubbling in me from all the compliments he’s giving me today, and Seb lets out a throaty moan into my mouth. His grip on my hip tightens, and he mumbles into my grin, “Hoooly shit, keep doing that.”

I flex my muscles around him, hoping to add more pressure, and continue the subtle movements. Seb’s head dips to my neck, where he licks a strip from the base to my jawline, completing the action with a nibble. His other hand, which I’m assuming was laid under his head or something before, makes its way into my hair and he lightly tugs. Tugging noises out of me. He lets out a broken laugh against my skin, interrupted by his own strained breathing.

Seb releases his grip to leave comforting rubs against my scalp. “Do me a favor, baby?”

“Hm?”

“Touch yourself.”

My eyes widen as I look back at Seb. Feels different being told to touch myself, versus simply doing it on my own accord while I’m blissfully distracted by him fucking me… Sensing my hesitation, Seb entices me by positioning his dick further up, so that it’s perfectly slotted between my slickened lips. I whimper at the contact, the slight bump of his tip giving it some extra oomph, and before I know it, he’s lowered into my legs again.

Eyes still locked into his, I move my shaky fingers to my slit, spreading the lips open a tad – don’t have easy access, with my thighs pressed around him like this – and I strum away. I lower my gaze, but it doesn’t last long.

“Eyes up here, darling,” Seb whispers to grab my attention back.

I shudder a breath into his barely-open mouth, just an inch or two from mine, and quicken my pace to match his thrusts. His hand slinks away from my hip, and I don’t think much of it, until I feel it stop on top of my own. I falter, and can tell by the crinkle in Seb’s eyes and the devious look on his features that he’s got a smug grin just barely out of sight.

“Keep going,” he gently commands. When I comply, he praises me, and slowly but surely takes control over my fingers. “There y’go, baby.”

“Mmn…” I press a kiss to Seb’s perfect, ever-so-slightly-chapped lips while losing myself in both of our touches. After a few swipes of my tongue against his, I pull away to whine his name, shut my eyes, and press my forehead to his.

“You really love when I take control, don’t you?” he teases. I nod, eyes still shut, feeling face and neck and shoulders redden. “S’like you were made just for me….”

“Such perfect thighs,” he mutters, picking up the pace of our digits and his pumps against my skin.

“Perfect lil’ hands,” he chuckles, tightening his hold on me. Engulfing my calloused farmer hand in his softer one.

“Don’t even get me started on your lips,” he strains up against mine before kissing them again.

“Seb,” I giggle. I kiss him again, then ask, “Ah~, w-what’s with all the praise today?”

He shushes me and kisses me harder, laughing through it. Mashing our teeth a little. “Just lemme love you, damnit.” He sucks my tongue between his lips, drawing a whine from my throat. “Such a nice tongue…”

“My tongue too?!” I snort, brows upturned as I shut myself up with another hum.

“If only you could feel the shit you do with it.” He winks.

“Sebastian,” I accidentally moan. Was mostly trying to say his name to stop the schmoozy rambling…

“And suuuch a perfect pussy,” he shudders, taking the hand that was previously against my head and using it to slide right back inside of me.

My eyes roll back as he pumps into me — not much faster than he did into my thighs, but definitely with more force. “Oh good god.” This is a welcomed surprise, for sure. Without realizing it, I take more control over my hand, rubbing my bud faster beneath Seb’s touch.

“That’s it baby, just like that. Don’t stop ‘til you cum, alright?”

I desperately hum my assurance, drinking in his honied words, his sounds, his everything. “M’gonna cum, holy fuck Seb.”

“Fuck, me too.”

Seb pants into my ear, removing his hand from its spot on top of mine and cupping it around my ass with a harsh squeeze. Using it to ground himself for just a little longer.

“Wanna cum with you so bad,” he groans, digging his nails into my skin. “Come on baby, I wanna feel you cum on me while I fill you up, ‘kay?”

And just like that, I fucking snap. I nod my response and squeeze my watering eyes shut, feeling him harden and twitch and spurt inside of my tightening cunt. My ears are ringing, but I can still hear his hoarse groans in them as we finish up.

Seb wraps an arm around me, softly rocking his hips. Milking every last drop that he can. Overstimulating the everliving shit outta me. I shiver as I dip my head to his forearm and pepper him with kisses. His chest heaves in tandem with mine as I inquire, “How the fuck do you last so long?”

Still inside me, he settles into a cuddle. “Sheer willpower,” I feel him grin onto my shoulder before giving it a little smooch. “Wanna take care of you first, ya know?”

“You don’t have to.” I close my eyes again, blissfully sighing as I relax against him. “Not that I’m complaining, but…”

He laughs. “I get off on getting you off. Thought that was obvious enough by now.”

“So ya think I’m dumb, huh?”

“Didn’t say that,” he cheekily grunts.

“Naive, then.”

“Yeah, that’s more like it.”

“Fuck you. I’m very, uh… Not that.” The fuck is the opposite of naive? Can’t be un-naive. That doesn’t sound like a thing. I bite Seb’s arm lightly in retaliation. It’s salty from his sweat. Blegh.

“Really got me there, kid.” Ugh. “I’m gonna take a shower, if that’s cool with you.”

I nod and slip him out of me before standing on wobbly legs. Seb grabby-hands towards me with a pout, and I roll my eyes and giggle while helping him up.

“You wanna try making a pie with me, when you’re outta there?” I ask as I use my discarded shower towel to clean myself up a bit.

“Hell yeah. What kind?”

“Blueberry, maybe blueberry cream. Dunno yet.”

“Cream pie, huh?” I deadpan Sebastian, and am met with one of those stupid eyebrow waggles of his.

“Fuck outta here, you.” As I answer, I walk to the table and pop another in my mouth. Yoba, these are so good. I offer one to Seb with an outstretched arm and he takes it with his mouth, nibbling my fingers just a little. He steals a kiss on my knuckles, and then my mouth, before turning the corner to go get himself ready.

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So I ve been obssesed over Harry june from dkb recently so lets write smth lol.

lot of teasing from the other members lol.

Pairing : harry june x f barist.reader.

So a group of boys went to my bar 1 week ago and since then they dont stop coming over. When I greet them to take their order they always seem to hide something like they look so nasty lol.

So today as any other day, I put myself in my uniform which is pink AND really tight so people better know me when they start getting annoying Im starting too since IM uncomfortable.

It was the morning and actually just a few people came to drink a juice or smth. So I ate my lunch with my boss and some colleagues and we talked about nothing and everything.

- So whats up with that group of grown up men? Taylor asked, one of my colleague.

- What do you mean " THAT group of grown up men"?- I replied in a mocking tone.

- Co mon you know who I am talking about. Especially this boy who looks a bit younger than the others. He seems so shy when youre around thats so cute !

I choked with my noodles.what the fuck ?

- Are you talking about THEM ? - I asked shocked.

- Of course them. Dont you find them hot ? - my other friend Ben started

- They're litteraly 9 wth ?!

- Lmfao y/n I know you do not have 9 holes im just saying you prob find ONE of them hot or idk.. - Ben said while laughing like he was dying.

- You scared me I swear. Hm well.. yeah that young boy is cute not gonna lie but im not gonna try anything.

Taylor scoffed and whispered a " whatever" followed by Ben saying " you better get at least one of them" before returning back to work leaving me alone.

It was 4:00 pm and thats the moment people finish work so we all know we gonna be really busy. When i say "people " I also include them. Sometimes theyre all together sometimes theyre not.

- Look who came y/n. - Ben said teasingly.

I looked to the main entrance and saw them. They were 5. The cute boy, another one who was doing some body rolls while walking, a tall boy with yellow hair, one with a cap on his head and the last one all in black looking like he wanted to kill someone. I gave my attention back to work since I started to stare a lil too much.

- Dont try to run away y/n . - Ben said.

- Yeah go take their order btw. - taylor ordered

- What n- I didnt finish my sentence they both pushed me to the hall where people were sat.

I took a deep breath and took a piece of paper with a pen while making my way to them.

- Hi guys ! - I said naturally like I didnt know my friends were watching me in the kitchen smiling like psychopaths.

- Hey y/n. How are you doing ? - The guy with the cap asked happily.

- Im good ahah thanks what about you ? - I asked trying not to seem awkward af.

- We're good. Happy to see you again. I would like a milkshake please !

- Okay noted - I informed taking notes.

- For me it will be a wisky please. - The serial killer said without even looking at me.

- What about you guys ? - I asked mentioning the others.

- Can I have an iced tea ? - The yellow haired guy demanded nicely.

- Sure !

- By the way y/n my son here has something to ask you. - The first guy spoke pointing the cute boy with his finger.

- Oh.. - I said suprised .

The guy smiled placing his head in his hands feeling shy and aparently not aware about the guy opening for him.

- Could I have your number or your instagram ? - he asked looking so adorable I could only accept.

- Yeah sure ! - I took my phone out of my pocket and handed it to him showing my number.

- What is your name ? - I couldnt hide my happiness I was smiling like an idiot.

- Harry June - He replied with a big smile on his face.

- Nice harry june, what would you like ?

- A lemonade please.

- and for me it will be a coca. - the guy who was hip trusting the air earlier said.

- Okay guys thanks.

And I walked away like I hadn't a bunch of others clients waiting behind me.

I went back to the kitchen with my notes plus my heart beating like I just talked to a celebrity.

- Tell us. - Ben said his arms crossed against the wall.

- Tell you what ?

- You litteraly handed him your phone I dont think he asked for Ben's feet pictures ! - Taylor said dead serious.

- Hows that you have my feet in photos ? - Ben asked concerned.

- Calm down I didnt show him your fucking feet but my number !!

They both went silent for a second.

- He asked for your number ?? - They said in synch.

- Yes he did can you guys stop screaming for christ's sake ??

- Which one ? The cutie boy ???

- Yes Harry June.

- His name is Harry June ? - Ben said while gasping in a gay way.

- I swear to god shut it down or I punch you.

- No way youre on your period-

- Ben !!! - Taylor and I shouted to him.

- Poor boy he must have been so scared asking you your number Im dying.

I stared at Ben feeling annoyed and just gave them the orders making my way to the others clients.

When I was taking some orders I could sense his stare on me, Im not complaining tho but I just couldnt focus.

/ H-J 's pov /

- Im so proud of you my baby ! - Dongil said while hugging me like I was a child.

- Urgh dont do that in public please ! - I said feeling embarrassed.

- My dear you better get into pda when she will be yours or she wont do anything with you. - Heechan affirmed with no guidance.

- Are you being serious right now ? Stop talking about this its weird. - I begged fearing that she could hear us.

- Lets leave him alone poor boy. - Changmin suggested.

I sighed and looked away to meet y/n in front of me with our drinks.

- Heres yours Harry June - She said nicely while giving me my lemonade.

- thank you - I replied with a small smile in the corner of my lips.

- Your coca.

She gave us our drinks and was about to leave but of course my stupid friend had to open his fucking mouth to speak.

- Y/n are you free after work ? Harry would love to get to know you.

I want to slap him.

- Oh Im done in 2 hours wont it be long for you to wait ? - she asked looking at me concerned.

- I- No no problem i will wait for you outside - I offered her my smile.

- So kind from you Harry, enjoy your drinks guys. - She said before leaving.

- Youre dea-

- Youre welcome - Heechan cut me off.

- Im not a kid I could have asked her out and not have you doing it for me. - I said angrily.

- you have a date so stop being a dick and give me a hug.

- Never. - I replied crossing my arms feeling betrayed.

/ Your pov /

I was so excited to see the cutie boy that I litteraly mistaken some orders which made my boss furious but its okay my friends protected me. Thats when I realize they can actually be usefull lol.

So when all the clients were gone I put myself into more comfortable clothes.

- Enjoy pretty. - Taylor said winking at me before grabbing her bag ready to leave too.

- I.. I will taylor go home safe. - I said in a sigh not really knowing what to say.

Ben was allready gone for a moment. Well lets go I told myself.

I took my bag and closed the bar behind me.

- Oh you're here. - A male voice said coming from my back.

I turned around facing Harry June.

- Yeah ahah, Im here. - I put the bar's keys in my pocket and returned my attention to him - You know you didnt have to wait for me I know your friend said that but really we can do that another day if y-

- No no dont say thay its completly fine ! - He cut me out while using his hands. - My friend can be a little invasive but he was right and I dont have anything to do so..

I nodded feeling relieved that the boy didnt feel obliged to wait for a girl he didnt even know.

- Thank you very much. My clients actually left sooner than usual so Im all yours ahah. - I said with a laugh.

He laughed too and not gonna lie he has the prettiest smile and laugh ever. He was wearing a large tee shirt with some grey jogging. He seemed to be comfortable in it, that made me want to snuggle myself into it.

- So.. what do you wanna talk about ?

I stopped to space out for a second and looked at him like a normal girl.

- Tell me more about you. I actually see you coming to my bar with your friends every week but I just got your name today ahah.

- Yeah we really enjoy coming to your bar. Its cozy and we have a good time when were there.

- Ooh I'm glad to know this ! You know when me and my friends see you laughing out loud with your group we actually wanna know what you are talking about.

He laughed. I.MADE.HIM.LAUGH

- Oh my god I hope we dont do that much noise.

We walked side by side without really knowing where we were going but I felt actually good. For a guy that seemed shy at first sight hes actualy really easy going with me.

- So where are you from Harry ?

- Im Korean. Both my parents are korean too. Youre a foreigner right ?

- Yes I am. Korean is such a struggle for me urgh. Your english is amazing harry by the way !

- Oh thanks Im studying this really hard since a lot of foreign people come in Korea.

I nodded actually amazed by his talent.

- Youre not that bad either ya'know your Korean is actually pretty good.

I smiled hapily like a little girl but mostly cauz I actually received a compliment from him.

- Oh thanks Youre the first one saying me this ahah.

- Dont underestimate yourself like that. And maybe I could help you out with your Korean I mean if youre okay with it.

- Yes sure that will be so nice !

A few hours went like that and when I noticed the time on my phone I actually gasped.

- Oh my its 8: pm I need to go harry Im so sorry to leave you like that I didnt expect us to talk that long !

- yeah youre right I actually have to go too its okay.

- I really had a good time knowing you Harry

- Me too y/n come home safely

- You too harry bye.

He waved at me and thats how we left each other.

That night I couldnt sleep. I told Taylor and Ben everything about harry june, about how he was so sweet and kind with me, how interesting he seemed to be and they look to like him back.

I was dreaming eyes open when I received a text from Harry.

00:25 am : Youre sleeping ?

I laughed feeling amused by his question.

00:27 am : No I can't :(( Seems like you either ?

00:28 am : Yea :// A friend of mine is sleeping next to me and hes growling like a pig help *_* And what about you ?

00:29 am : Lmaooo Can't really help you sorry 😭 Same for me.. Well Im alone tho but cant close an eye.

00:30 am : Is it cauz you cant wait to meet me again ? 🤭

I actually didn't know what to answer and I didn't plan to give him a reply maybe tomorow.. but his answer interested me even more I just couldnt sleep without making a move from my side.

00:33 am : Mhhh.. Maybe ? 🤷‍♀️

00:36 am : XD anyways now Im not in front of you plus not my friends being dicks I have to admit youre really pretty :)) idk if I seemed shy lol but its just Im not used to y'know approach girls like that so..

I wanted to scream. He said Im pretty. The cutie boy harry june said I was pretty. I was jumping in my bed like a groopie but he texted a few seconds after again.

00:38 am : Ive never been into a relationship, so before running lets walk first y'know 👉

00:39 am : YES YES 50TH SHADE DEGRES REFERENCE 🙌 WAIT how old are you harry ? Arent you too young for this ?

00:40 am : Im 21 yo. C mon I just got lost on netflix.. 🤫

00:41 am : Yeah yeah.. 🤨 anyways thanks youre very cute too and handsome lol.

I embarrassed myself for saying this and actually have no shame so I put my phone on my nightstand and tried to sleep but with no results.

I had my day off today and man Im gonna enjoy it. Thats when I took my phone that realisation hit me. I got 2 messages from him.. Men Im scared. I opened them with shaking hands.

00:42 am : Oh thank you thats the 1st time a girl finds me cute and handsome 😊

00:45 am : I really appreciated this evening with you y/n. I hope we could meet again real soon ?

1:00 am : Good night I guess 🌃🌙

My heart was melting inside my breast. Hes so sweet. Hes like a teddy bear you wanna hug when youre not feeling safe. I didnt waste one second and answered him immediatly.

10:00 am : Oh my ! Sorry June I felt asleep so abruptly ! I really did too and I would looovveee to see you again as well ;))

I felt so stupid leaving him with no response til 1 am. But I couldnt hide the smile appearing on my face.

I took my breakfast in front of a serie I loved and was just chilling in my sofa and then i received a notification.

10:13 am : Its okay y/n ! At least you fell asleep ahah. I look like a zombie 😫 What about tonight ? I would like to show you a place I love.

Tonight ? Well I have nothing to do but idk it seems off..

10:15 am : Why not :)) What time ?

10:16 am : Hm lets say 9 pm ? We could grab an ice cream just next to it !

Ice cream okay im coming.

10:17 am : Okay perfect !

He gave me a place to find him and then I did the dishes.

The moment arrived I put myself in a floral dress I bought a while ago and finally found the occasion to wear it. I came to the previous place and foud him sat on a bench looking hella good.

- Hi ! - I greeted him.

- Oh y/n h- he paused for a moment looking at me. - Wow youre beautiful. - He said touching his neck.

- Oh thank you Harry youre amazing too !

We didnt know how to greet ourselves at first it was awkward lol. But he took a step forward me and opened his arms. I did the same and we ended up in each other's arms. I wanted to cry. It was just like him ; sweet and warm.

- I missed you. - He whispered next to my ear. We separated from each other and it felt empty.

- I missed you too harry. So.. show me that famous place you wanna take me to !

- Ah yes let's go ! - He said in a cute way I wanted to eat him.

We walked for around 20 hours while talking and I could feel his hand touching mine's at some moments.

Then we arrived at a quiet and peacefull place .

- Here we are.

- Wow it looks great I've never been here before !

The landscape was just magic. There was a small lake in front of us and some benches to admire it.

- Let's have a seat.

- Sure. - I continued.

We sat next to each other and just like that we stared at the lake without a sound.

- Can I ask you a question ? - Harry broke the silence turning his head facing me.

- Of course Harry.

- Are you single ? - It was so out of nowhere.

- A-Yes I am. What about you ?

- I am too.

- Well.. great I mean-

- I like you Y/N - He said in one breath.

- I- I like you too Harry

- I mean no.. I love you. I know we don't know each other that much but I don't know I.. didnt stop thinking about since we spoke to each other and.. every time I come to your bar my eyes are always on you..

- Woah harry I.. I lost my words.. I honestly feel the same way..

- Really ?

- Yeah.. You know.. let's give each other times to you know.. be sure about our feelings and.. then we could enjoy it completly ?

Harry nodded.

- Yeah let's do that.

We both smiled feeling relieved like we couldn't hold those secrets in anymore.

- Can I.. kiss you ?

I looked at him smiling. Yes ofc I wanted. HARRY FUCK KISS ME

- Yes please.

He laughed and didn't waste a second to catch my lips in a short and sweet kiss. We pulled from each other.

- Thanks. - He said like I gave him a gift.

- What are you thankful for ? - I asked feeling so soft for him.

- I just kissed a pretty girl and she loves me too.

- Harry youre so cute I swear come here .

I hugged him tightly and he did the same.

Some weeks passed and Harry and I hung out a lot. We went to different dates. He took me to the pool with some of his friends. I met Teo who's such a sweetheart, Yuku a Sunshine he's ma fav, Junseo who first gave me killer vibes ended up being the complete opposite, he's a big teddy bear but he still scares me since he's like 500 times bigger than me. Then there's Heechan who is really funny but Jesus's christ he's so perverted. Like we can talk about food and heechan is in the back talking about pussy.

Anyways theyre all very kind with me. They keep reminding harry that he's lucky to have me lol. When we're all together, Dongil, aka Harry June's father, says " Protect yourself my son I dont wanna take care of another child " so we both end up cringing from embarrassment.

We're currently at Harry's place with some of his friends ; Seongmin, Dongil and Changmin. I was on Harry's laps, his hands around my waist and we were just chilling on his sofa while talking.

- Im sleepy guys Imma go to bed. - Dongil said while whining.

- Good night. - Harry and I said in synch.

Dongil left the salon. Seongmin was sleeping on the floor and Changmin was still sober next to us.

- You look so cute together- Changmin said letting out a small laugh.

- I know - Harry said in a provocative tone.

- Why won't you stay tonight y/n ? - Changmin asked looking at me.

- Oh I didnt plain to tho and I dont wanna bother you.

- Harry will give you his bed. Right harry ?

- Yes sure. You wont bother anyone babe.

- Youre sure ? - I asked concerned.

- Of course y/n ! Stay with me tonight. Please.. - He almost begged me.

- Well, kids do whatever you want just dont be loud in the bedrooms please. - Changmin stood up and whined before going into the same room's Dongil went in earlier, leaving Harry and I alone.

- So you stay..? - He demanded poutting with his lips.

- Where are you gonna sleep harry ?

- On the sofa Im okay its pretty cozy he-

- Cant you sleep in your bed, with me..? - I put my hand on his not wanting to be alone in his dark room.

- Oh is it okay with you ? I dont wanna make you uncomf- I took his head in my hands and locked our lips in an eager kiss. I moved mines in a slow pace and I felt a wet texture. His tongue asked access for my mouth which I accepted.

- Lets go to my rooom. - He interrupted us, standing up from the couch locking his hands with mine. We made our way to his room trying our best to stay silent.

I made myself comfortable on his bed.

- Oh you might want some clothes for the night, dont you ? - Harry asked looking out for some pants and tee-shirts in his closet.

- Well I wont mind Harry.

- Have this then. - He handed me his clothes and he just stared at me for what felt like an eternity.

- Are you just gonna watch me stripping out of my clothes ?

- Oh my god yes sure sorry my bad ! - He excuses himself and turned around, his back facing me. Feeling suddenly in a teasing mood I threw my shirt on him after had removing it from me.

- Uh y/n ? - He said in a suprised tone. He could hear me laughing behind him and then I placed my hands on his shoulders.

- y/n ? - He turned around and found me topless, just some inches away from his face. He looked at me and tried to say something but nothing came out of his mouth.

- Youre okay Harry ? - I whispered. He didnt say a word but instead put his lips on mines. My arms found his neck while his found their place around my waist.

- I dont wanna rush things..- Harry confessed into my ear.

- Its okay me neither.. - I melted into his embrace and started to lose myself into his scent. He put me on his bed, then grabbed his shirt to out it on me. His moves were so gentle. He soon joined me in his bed and turned the lights off.

Ive never felt so comfortable in someone's arms. Harry made me feel like I was a crystal, his diamond.

- I love you - He said before kissing my cheek and with that we bith fell asleep in each other's arms.

Its the end guyss Im kinda disapointed with the ending but guys be prepared for a fanfic with a kdrama character im not telling anything yet hihi 🤫 but anyways this one was cute I guess also english is not my language so tell me if I made any mistakes ://

#harry june #dkb #harry june x reader #dkb imagines

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nebulouscoffee · 4 months

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10, 15, 35, 43 for the Trek ask game?

Thank youuuu and sorry for the late answer! Love these questions <3

10. Which alien pet would you most want for your own?

Honestly I have always been very charmed by Worf's childhood pet domesticated targ (portrayed by Russian wild boar Emmy-Lou😂) - but I would happily adopt a Bajoran hara cat, Cardassian vole, or that cute lizard who climbs over Jadzia on the jungle planet

Anyway look at this lil guy!!!

15. Top 3 favorite alien crewmembers?

Oooh, this is tough. Am I choosing my favs overall, or based on how much I like their alien-ness specifically? If it's the former, then Kira, B'Elanna, and Dax - if it's the latter, then Odo, Worf, and Saru (Discovery). (Deanna and Kes leaving you out Hurt Me but they didn't write you alien enough for the latter list!! Still top 5 favs though <3)

35. A minor character you wish had become a main character?

Okay let's talk about the long-form arc potential both Seska and Suder had. Literally my favourite thing about the Suder episodes is the questions about restorative justice they raise- is there any point in locking a man up after he's sincerely reformed and no longer dangerous? Is it possible to be? Is it fair to the victim's loved ones to give him the right to roam around like nothing happened? What sort of thing could count as "reparations" in Voyager's situation? What if they really had been stranded with him for 75 years? Would he ever have been able to move on from what he did? What sort of hobbies might he take up in his new life? What would it take to win Janeway's trust? Would the victim's friends ever forgive him? Would he rather disembark the ship and start anew somewhere, or remain with his own people? Would he have been able to make new friends? Are you reading this string of questions in Jonathan Frakes's voice too? Would our main characters all have been able to get past his actions? Would it cause disagreements? How would his relationship with Tuvok have progressed? What issues would their getting back to Earth early raise for him? ... Aaaaand then the show decided to give us none of that😂 (well. except for Jonathan Frakes in a brief cameo that is :D) As for Seska I really don't know what they were thinking with her lol. She starts off as such a promising villain- literally the "reveal" in 'State of Flux' gives me chills! And you can actually understand her actions, her unexpected attachments to Chakotay and the crew. Instead of the whole pregnancy subplot (which made no sense) I would've loved to have seen her grow increasingly afraid she'd made a mistake in teaming up with the Kazon, and try to defect back to Voyager - the questions that would raise would be similar to Suder's, though in this case a bit more personal for characters like Chakotay and B'Elanna. Is she for real? Is she just doing this to trick them again? How do the Bajoran crew members feel about this? What would it take for her to win back people's trust? Say she does something messed up again, does she get a third chance? Would she make friends with Seven of Nine; someone she never personally betrayed who is also seeking redemption for past actions? Society if we'd gotten her as a regular character all the way till S7 - like an actually great redemption arc, where she ends up on good terms with a lot of them by the end (sort of like what they did with Garak on DS9) - ahhh the possibilities!!!

43. Order of shows from most to least favorite?

This is hard😅 okay I'm going to tier rank them that's easier!

Fav tier: DS9 (It's the best <3) Second tier: TNG (I can't not put it here this show literally changed my life) & VOY (has wonderful characters and has also become very important to me) Third tier: TOS movies (love them), Discovery (I have developed a nostalgia for it by now. Plus Michael is blorbo!) Fourth tier: TOS, SNW, Enterprise, Lower Decks (shows I've enjoyed but only really seen once so far) and I guess the AOS movies lol (imo 'Beyond' is the best one) Fifth tier: Picard (if it was just the first season it would've been higher! I actually liked that one) & the TNG movies (ugh) (I am yet to see TAS and Prodigy)

#thanks again for the ask friend <3 #nothing like tier ranking the Starred Trek shows to distract you from feeling sick :)#(nothing serious everyone's just been a bit ill due to water contaminations lol)#also yes. I am aware that we never actually got to see a hara cat on screen #but it is a cat! so #it stands to reason I would like one :)#ask game

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pop-roxs · 1 year

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Grelle and Ronald for the character bingo ask game!! :)

first we have my girliepop grelle

im gonna go through each of these boxes for her n ronnie so strap in :3

I am so normal about them

god i love her so much. i could talk for hours. days. weeks ages. forever. she is so lovely. please let me marry her

funny lil picture of someone holding a little guy!! very happy soeone. lots of hearts around.

please can i hold her i want ot hold her please shes so precious she is my biggest treasure ever please please

A Beast Unleashed

shes so feral and crazy and oh god is she an asshole. i love her so much for that

I want their gender

shes so fucking PRETTY HER GENDER IS AWESOME CAN I BE LIKE HER LIEK ITS UNEXPLAINABLE SHES JUST SO FUCKING. MMMMMFNBF

Canon isn't real if I don't look at it

no dont call her sir or mr please stop it stop it dont call her a he please please stop it stop

That's a solid design right there

her design is so detailed and has so many rules i love it. the fact that her jacket has a stitch on the back, the big cute black bow, her heels, her glasses and its chain, her TEETH GOD HER TEETH, her constantly upturned eyebrows, the way her hair is messy at the top and smooths out to elegant red hair, her curves, her voice, everything.

They are so silly

shes just a silly little gal!! little silly little.. little girlie.. little little so cute and silly.... she kills prostitutes w her wife.... silly....... i love......

They Sure Do Exist

she exists and boy am i tHANKFUL that she does. please shes so perfect

Literally I would kiss them

need i say more. NEED I SAY M

If anything happens to them I will cry

i want her to be a happy woman whos happily married to her red wife is that too much to ask.

I want to BITE them

she would bite me back tbh i wouldnt mind

I fuck with this aesthetic so hard

everything grellecore is what i want to be/hj shes literally so fucking cool.

also i wanna mark bastard now because shes such a little bitch and i fucking adore that fact to death but im too tired to go back and edit it

ok whew finally to ronnie

My friend's favorite, the blorbo by proxy

@jhillybean loves him so i love him

*puts them in a salad spinner*

lookit him go. weeee.

They are so silly

just a silly goofy man w his silly goofy lawnmower!! i love how he rides on it like paul blart mall cop

They Sure Do Exist

wish he didnt show up in s2 for like 10 minutes total in one goddamn episode(and then hes just a single frame in the ova smh)

SQUEAK

i bet he would sound like a drowned squeaky toy <3

Bastard

idk why i marked this it just resonated w me

#omg that took so long to type #time to go write constances now <333333(/pos)#grell sutcliff #grelle sutcliff #ronald knox #black butler ronald #black butler #kuroshitsuji #water posts

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yamahex · 2 years

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Always Be A Winner

Summary: You and (toddler) Riah show up to support Jack at The Crew League.

Pairing: DAD Jack x MOM reader.

A/N: literally thought of this at 5 am after getting up to get water. I’ll say that this took place when Riah was about a Year and some change. Sorry it’s a lil long I thought of the concept so quick and had to add the best parts of his match in. Fr took me a hour to write this and this might be my fav so far😭

“You ready to see daddy baby??” Riah smiled and giggled as you unbuckled her from her car seat. You decided that you wanted to support Jack during his game on TCL, and who better to support him then his number one fans?

Neelam waited for you to to pick up Riah before she started walking. “Don’t you look pretty sweetie!” Riah reached her hands out for Neelam and she immediately held her. You had managed to find a Private Garden jersey small enough for her to wear, while you wore a simple burgundy dress with some sandals.

All three of you walked onto the court and saw the players warming up. It was PG versus Russ’s team, the Diemons. Druski was surprised to see you and walked over to give you a hug. “I didn’t know you were coming today!” “Yeah we wanted to surprise Jack.” Druski looked at Neelam and squealed at seeing baby Ri. He instantly took her from Neelam and held her.

“Hi lil lady!!” She babbled happily then he put her on his shoulders carefully. It was then you noticed the cameras catching this cute moment. Jack heard Druski’s voice and looked for him only to make eye contact with you. You smiled and waved and he instantly jogged up to the group.

“Hi baby.” You said as he pulled you in for a tight squeeze. Jack laid his head in your neck and placed a quick kiss before pulling back. “Hi mamas. You didn’t tell me you were gonna come.” You placed your arms around his neck and he held your waist.

“We wanted to surprise you.” He smiled brightly then turned to his daughter. She instantly cooed after seeing Jack and he took her off Druski’s shoulders. “Hi princess, you gon watch daddy play?” She laughed as he smothered her in kisses. “Aight man, enough of this family ish the game is about to start.” Druski pointed out. The group laughed and you took Riah from Jack. “ Good luck baby.” He gave you two one last kiss before going back to his team. You, Neelam and Riah went to sit down while Druski went to the sports caster table. The game started and you sat with Riah on your lap in the second row on Jacks side of the court.

“Russ vs. Jack Harlow, oh my goodness I am excited.” Buster said to the camera.

“It’s bout to be a good game.”

“It’s about to be a party that’s all I can say.”

About a hour into the game Druski went to interview Jack.

“Um what is up with the fouling and why would you say you’re fouling so much out here?” Jack took the mic.

“You are so fine bruh.” Druski looked shocked and the crowd laughed.

“Other than that I’d like to-I’d like to ask about the game man.” He stumbled over his words.

“You’re really persistent, you’re a great guy.” Jacked leaned back and looked at Druski up and down. “What’re you lookin at man? You’re a great guy man, you’re out here working hard. Your teams workin hard. What do you have to say about that?” Jack took the mic again.

“Sorry I get so nervous when I talk to you bro, my fault.”

“It’s far from over, it’s a close game. You know it’s physical, that’s the type of game we like. We’re physical players. I just wish you we’re playing dawg so I can guard you. Druski looked at Jack with a blank stare.

“I see your wife and daughter are over there sitting.” Both them and the camera turned to you, Riah and Neelam. Jack waved and Riah waved back. “Are they helpin your drive to get out there and win?” Jack took the mic once again. “Of course they’re my life. I love them with my heart.” you smiled and looked down at your daughter watching her father.

“Alright I think we’re gonna go ahead and take it to someone else now.” They dapped each other up and Druski turned to interview Russ.

The game continued and Jack blocked a potential shot from a guy on Russ’s team, pushing him on the ground. What you didn’t know was that he trash talkin you and your daughter. Jack looked down at him and came at him aggressively while the refs blew their whistles and the teammates ran over.

You stood up with Riah worried to see if any punches had been thrown and Neelam made her way onto the court to try and calm Jack down. A mix of voices could be heard between people telling Jack to stop and the other players holding their teammate back. Things then settled down and the game continued. Neelam walked back to you and Riah, assuring you that everything was fine and no punches were thrown.

The game ended with Jack and his team losing. You watched from the side as the cameras got the end of the game interview with him and Russ.

“Do you think Jack Harlow’s team was prepared for the game?” Someone asked Russ. He responded with “yeah they knew they were playin, they had the schedule. He put up a nice quote on the gram. ” Jack let out a annoyed chuckle. Then walked over to you, Neelam and Riah. His hands immediately went to hold his baby girl and he looked down at you.

“I’m sorry you lost baby.”

He shook his head then kissed you.

“With you two-“

“I’ll always be a winner.”

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x y/n #jackman thomas harlow #dad! jack harlow #jack harlow fluff

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sukunasweetheart · 3 years

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imagine modern au sukuna who is a smoker finding out that u despise the stench of smoking - and he has the phattest crush on u. smell plays such an important aspect when ur trying to appeal to someone,, ofc he’d try and quit - how hard could it be? warning; mentions of smoking, cigarettes, gets a lil bit spicy at the end

well, tremendously hard

he’s experiencing all sorts of withdrawal symptoms, from headaches to moodiness

there were probably multiple times where he just wanted to give up and just head into a store to buy a pack

luckily, u were always around at good timing to remind him

sukuna feels his efforts being rewarded when u show concern for him

ofc when he tells u hes trying to quit, u lend a helping hand

by handing him a chupa chups lollipop, that is

hes just like “tf is this” and u try to explain to him that candy helps with cravings

hes awfully skeptical about it at first, being all like “what am i? a child?” but shoves the thing into his pocket, anyway

then later when his cravings get too difficult to fight off, he’d give it a try - and voila, it actually does help

now, he has one in his mouth like all the time

imagine seeing this big, sexy man who always has a lollipop stick sticking outta his mouth 24/7 - personally, i think it’d be cute as fuck

he feels this indescribable giddiness when u no longer scrunch ur nose up around him anymore, when u sit just that little bit closer to him when u guys are out somewhere, when ur no longer wholly distracted by the smell of cigarettes when hes trying to flirt with u

and even after quite some time passes and the symptoms are no longer bothering him, he still regularly buys those lollipops - bc they remind him of u

when u guys finally get together, sukuna’s always eager to pull u into a kiss during random intervals of the day

he seductively takes the candy outta his mouth with a pop sound - one hand holding the lollipop stick and the other against the back of your head to press u up against his lips HHHHHHH

and every time, u can always slightly taste whatever flavour lollipop he’d been sucking on <3

also imagining him shoving one that he’d been having into ur mouth before he goes down on u 😩

after hes done, youve drooled all over the thing bc of the intense pleasure

but he happily takes it back and puts it back into his mouth with a satisfied smirk huhu 👀

Masterlist

#sukuna #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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mypoisonedvine · 3 years

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the martyrdom of st. valentine (and other romantic stories) || dark!Bucky & dark!(stepbrother?)Steve x reader

summary: you wanted to surprise your boyfriend on valentine's day, but he and your foster brother have a surprise of their own.

word count: 2.7k

warnings: smut (heavy dubcon to the point of pretty much noncon), kinda stepcest (as per summary, steve is the reader's foster brother), bondage, a lil touch of degradation

2/14 to-do list

get waxed

get Steve out of the apartment

pick up chocolate-covered strawberries from bakery on 6th

blindfold and handcuff myself to the bed

be waiting for Bucky naked when he gets here

You sighed as you looked down at the paper, crossing the first and third items off the list. The second was going to be a bit harder, unfortunately; your foster brother had a habit of hanging around and cramping your style as much as he could manage. He felt like a real brother in that way… okay, maybe he felt like a real brother in most ways, a consequence of knowing him for most of your life, but he was definitely not your real brother. You remembered that each time you caught yourself staring too long when he was shirtless, or returning from the gym all veiny and glistening with sweat.

But you also remembered that he was still the closest thing to a real brother you'd ever had, and you scolded yourself internally for ever acting differently.

It didn’t matter now— you had Bucky, and he was the most amazing guy you’d ever met. No, Steve was definitely not happy that introducing his best friend to his sister led to a relationship forming, but he couldn’t stop either of you in spite of his efforts to keep you apart.

Bucky had once expressed his suspicions that it was at least in part due to jealousy, if subliminal. But you denied it unilaterally— he’s basically my brother, you told him, though it was more of a reminder to yourself than anything.

Perverted concerns about Steve’s motivations aside, Bucky was a great guy. A bit of a sweet-talker for sure, and not exactly known for his ability to keep a long-term, serious relationship, but he was adamant that you had changed that and for once you were beginning to believe him. You’d said from the beginning that you didn’t need this to be the proverbial ‘it’ for either of you but that you didn’t do hook-ups— especially with your brother’s friends, and extra especially with your brother’s closest and longest friend. It only took a brief speech and two shots to convince you, now six months later and you were still going strong.

Days like this made you so happy you’d given in to his advances. But they also made you regret giving in to Steve’s idea to be roommates in college.

“Stevie!” you yelped as he walked in, stuffing the to-do list into your backpocket. “Just the man I wanted to see.”

“I doubt that,” he scoffed. “It’s Valentine’s Day, I bet you want to see Bucky. He’s coming over, right? And you want me to fuck off so my best friend can go to town on my sister?”

You frowned, crossing your arms. “I wanted to see you because I have a gift for you.”

“... you do?” His eyebrow raised and you hoped your smirk looked just as smug as it felt.

“So do you want your gift or do you want to be an asshole?”

“Do I have to pick just one?” he joked.

“Just come over here,” you instructed, waving him closer. He seemed hesitant, but eventually did as you’d asked. From your other back pocket you pulled out two tickets.

“Rangers, center ice,” you beamed. “For you and a date.”

“And this isn’t just an excuse to get me out of the house?”

“No, it’s a thank you for being such a great brother.”

“So, if I wanted to take Bucky…” he trailed off, already calling your bluff as you rolled your eyes.

“Okay, that’s just sad. There’s no reason you can’t find a girl to take— god knows Bucky hasn’t spent a Valentine’s Day alone since the fucking eighth grade. And you’re just as cute as he is!”

“Well, if you could alert the rest of the female population to that, that would be great,” he scoffed, “but until then I’ll take the tickets,” he decided as he took them from your hand. “A Rangers game might be the only thing distracting enough to keep me from thinking about what you and Buck are gonna do while I’m gone.”

You were hoping for a little more enthusiasm considering how much the tickets had cost you, but at least he was going to go and give you the apartment to yourself for the evening. “You’re welcome, by the way.”

After stripping and sprinkling rose petals on the comforter, you'd actually found a YouTube tutorial on how to blindfold and handcuff oneself, and it was a little odd that enough people had this problem to merit its existence but it was still very helpful: turns out the secret is to blindfold yourself first but keep it folded up with one eye able to see until you do the handcuffs, then use your arm to slide the blindfold down into place.

It was tricky, and a little bit extra awkward while naked, but you figured it out and smiled proudly to yourself as you completed your last task on your to-do list.

Now, for likely the most difficult task of all: waiting in darkness and silence for Bucky to arrive.

Apparently it is, in fact, possible to be slightly bored yet titillated. The thought of what Bucky would do to you when he got here was exciting, but it only made you crave his presence more which enhanced your quiet loneliness. It wasn't like you could read a book or listen to music to kill the time, so you settled for humming to yourself as you waited.

Don't go changing, to try and please me, something something before, hmmm

I just want someone that I can talk to, I want you just the way you are...

But that grew tiresome quickly and you resorted instead to planning exacty how angry you would be if Bucky was late when you were waiting for him in such a compromising and inconvenient state. For a moment you imagined he'd really gone to the Rangers game with Steve and became briefly livid over a hypothetical situation.

The crackling roar of Bucky's motorcycle outside was distant but undeniable, making you smile in anticipation. You worried for a moment that you might have locked the top lock of the front door by instinct, but thankfully Bucky and to make it inside alright since next thing you knew, your bedroom door was opening.

The rattle of the doorknob made your breath catch; you opened your legs slowly in time with the quiet creak of the hinges. “I’ve been waiting for you…” you purred.

“Hi there, babydoll,” Bucky’s voice answered back huskily.

The heavy steps of his boots made it clear he hadn't taken his shoes off at the door, a habit that had driven you crazy since he was your annoying brother's also-annoying best friend. Was this the real reason he'd chained you up, so he could freely irritate you? What next, was he gonna put a cold drink on your nightstand without a coaster?

"You really went all out for me, sweetheart," he noticed, his voice closer than you'd expected; it was fun to not know exactly where he would be, it made you squirm under the gaze you couldn't see but could somehow feel.

How weight joining yours on the bed was a good sign to his location though, along with his hands sliding up your legs.

“Look at this pretty pussy,” he cooed pridefully as he dove in suddenly and licked a thick stripe through your folds.

“Fuck,” you shivered, tugging on your handcuffs unintentionally.

“Feel good, babygirl?” he pressed, chuckling when you nodded. “You want more?”

“Please,” you whimpered.

He didn’t get back to it right away, the weight on the bed shifting slightly, and it made you fear that he planned to make you beg more before eating you out— but finally his lips returned to you as his tongue explored your sex.

“Oh god,” you moaned, your back arching of its own volition. It was a little different than he normally did this— less confident and measured, more cautious yet hungry. Typically he teased you a lot more, knowing exactly the spots that drove you wild and intentionally leaving them understimulated until you begged him to let you come, but now as soon as he found them he was targeting them— perhaps a rare show of mercy from the guy who was normally happy to leave you on edge for hours.

You could feel his moans vibrating into you when he slid his tongue inside and against your channel; it instantly made your back arch as the handcuffs quietly clinked above your head.

He stopped just a little too soon, pulling your hips up until the back of your legs were resting on the front of his. Being manhandled by him turned you on enough to make you bite your lip.

"Fuck, put your cock in me, wanna feel you," you moaned your plea as you heard the rustling of clothes; your mouth watered when you imagined Bucky stripping, with that insane body of his.

His thick head glided over your entrance and you were preparing to beg some more when he suddenly pushed in, giving you what you wanted so much faster than normal. Not that you were complaining!

He was also much quieter than normal, which you were actually willing to complain about but didn't.

"Oh god," you groaned at the feeling of him stretching you open, gasping when his cock brushed right over your spot— it made your body jolt each time he pulled back and hit it again.

"Feels good, huh?" Bucky asked and you nodded happily.

"So good," you whimpered.

"I wasn't asking you."

Before you could question it, Bucky’s calloused fingers pulled up your blindfold— but it was Steve’s face above you, Steve’s body on top of yours… and, much to your horror, Steve’s cock inside you.

“What the fuck?!” you yelped, trying to squirm away as you tugged at the cuffs but failing completely.

“Fuck,” Steve winced, “you get really tight when you struggle like that.”

“Don’t act so surprised, babygirl,” Bucky cooed playfully as you turned to stare at his devilish grin. “You wanted this… you just didn’t want to admit it to yourself. And Stevie here always wanted this, too, and aren’t you so glad he told me?”

You shuddered as Steve continued thrusting, pushing his cock so deep it made you feel a little nauseous. "Steve, you've gotta stop," you begged. "If you love me, you'll stop."

"That's the thing: I love you too much to stop."

He moved faster, paying no mind to your confused whimpers, holding your hips tight as his head fell back slightly which brandished his thick neck and bobbing Adam's apple.

"There's no point in pretending," Bucky reminded you coldly, watching the whole thing with crossed arms and an expression that almost looked… bemused? "You already showed us how much you love it, so don't waste your time acting so disgusted now."

You regretted more than anything saying that it felt good, literally asking him to fuck you before you really understood what you were asking for: you thought it was Bucky, yes, but that didn't mean it was an act. It did feel good, and that must've been obvious to everyone since you were so wet already. You could hear it each time he pushed all the way in, that telltale squelching noise that was somehow disgusting and hot all at once.

Steve wasn't so quiet now that he didn't have to be. "God, you feel so good," he whispered, grabbing the backs of your knees and pushing your legs up. It forced his cock even deeper and you choked on your own suppressed moan.

You heard Bucky opening his belt, and turned your head to see him pull out and stroke his cock while he watched Steve fuck you. It was hard to imagine what he was getting out of this; he never seemed like the sharing type, if anything he sometimes became too possessive. But clearly there was a lot about him and Steve that you didn't understand.

"Play with her tits," Bucky instructed, voice a bit deeper as he pleasured himself, "makes her come so fast."

Steve dropped your legs to rest on his shoulders so his hands were free to grope your chest, thick fingers twisting and tugging your nipples. Annoyingly, Bucky knew his way around your body well by now, and so it was difficult to pretend that Steve's touches weren't sending shocks of pleasure right down your spine and to your core.

You had been biting on your lip so hard to stay quiet that you feared you would break the skin, until Bucky leaned down and gave you a little slap on the cheek— not very hard, but enough to make you gasp which in turn released the moan you'd been holding back.

"There it is, honey, don't be quiet for my benefit," Bucky encouraged. "It's okay to like it, I'm not gonna be jealous."

As if that was your concern; angering your boyfriend by enjoying being fucked by your foster brother.

"You really overestimate my interest in your— fuck— in your feelings," you panted as you glared up at Bucky where he was grinning down at you with a look that almost indicated pride.

"You're gonna come, aren't you?" he asked, ignoring your resistance entirely. Whatever chance you had at pretending he was wrong was lost when, just for a moment, your eyes widened at his question. "Yeah, thought so. I can tell by that dumb look on your face. I'm close too, babydoll, betcha wanna taste it…"

His free hand roughly held your jaw open as he stroked himself desperately, his weak groan coinciding with the moment you felt his hot seed spray into your open mouth, his taste familiar despite the entirely surreal circumstances.

It was purely coincidence that you came in that moment, your walls bearing down on Steve while you tried to stay silent so you wouldn't choke on Bucky's spend.

"Fuck, that's it, gonna fill this pretty mouth— god yes, you'd better swallow it all," he sighed as come painted your tongue and the inside of your cheek. Maybe it was more than normal or maybe it was just that he was tightening his hand around the head of his cock to get every drop in your mouth, but either way it was enough to give you quite a mouthful to swallow, which you did without much question due to force of habit.

"M’close too," Steve warned as Bucky stepped back, "I'm gonna come."

“No, Steve, not inside,” you whimpered, hearing the way your voice had weakened after your orgasm, “you can’t…”

“I can,” he disagreed, “Bucky said so.”

Once again, Bucky's will was more important than your own, and your desperate pulling at the handcuffs was only another reminder of the way you'd guided yourself into his trap.

"Don't," you stammered one more time, but it was hard to focus when he was filling you exactly how you needed, when his thick hands gripping your waist felt just as perfect as you'd secretly imagined so many times…

Denial is a powerful drug, but so is two orgasms in a row.

"Fuck!" you yelped as you felt a gush of warmth drip from your entrance, even further wetness spurring on Steve's fast and brutal thrusts into you.

"Knew you'd love it," Steve mumbled, growling slightly as he slammed into you. "Knew you'd take it so well, make a pretty mess all over my cock— fuck I can't wait anymore, gotta fill you up, oh my god... gotta give you my load, honey, you want it?"

"Yes," you sobbed, "Steve, yes, come in me…"

He didn't need much more encouragement than that, groaning loudly as you felt his cock flex and pulse against your walls, his release overwhelmingly hot inside you.

You sighed in time with Steve as he finally stilled, and it was hard to know where to look when Steve and Bucky were both staring down at you. “What happens now?” you found yourself asking, not so much a literal question about the next task but more about what the three of you were going to do with all the unfortunate truths that had come to light in less than half an hour.

“What happens now is I take my turn,” Bucky informed you sternly, pushing Steve aside. “Did you really think I wasn’t gonna fuck my girlfriend on Valentine’s Day?”

#dark!stucky x reader #dark!bucky barnes x reader #dark!steve rogers x reader #dark!bucky barnes smut #dark!steve rogers smut

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