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gummygowon · 1 year

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wanna be yours | choi san

word count: 8k (longest one yet lads)

genre: non-idol au, experienced!san x best friend/virgin!reader, fluff, smidges of angst, and smut

warnings: pwp, protected sex, slight hair-pulling?, cunnilingus f receiving, the concept of virginity, drinking and i think that's it? but please lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: this is my first like smut-smut so please so beware lol but other than that i'm really proud of how this turned out! also this is dedicated and a belated xmas present to @agustdiv1ne bc she has helped me sm with this oneshot omfg (ty again bae <;3)

the friday night after finals could only mean one thing. getting absolutely shitfaced at mingi's before going back home from university. because how else are you supposed to de-stress in college?

although you weren't at that level of drunk yet at the small house party your friend hosted, you still agreed to play truth or dare like immature high schoolers.

following a giggling hyejoo to the living room, you hear seonghwa asking something about being too old to be playing such a childish game followed by wooyoung pointing out that he still came over to play so who cares. sitting in between hyejoo and san, you naturally gravitate towards your best friend linking your arm with his for warmth.

"hi sannie." you beam brightly at him, you cheeks flushed red from the alcohol.

"hi y/n." he smiles down at you again, his dimple poking out. san didn't drink that much tonight since he was a lightweight and didn't want to feel whatever terrifying concoction mingi and jongho made up in the kitchen in preparation for the people who didn't want to answer their truth or do their dares.

after settling down in a rough circle, wooyoung starts the game by asking yeosang if he ever got caught masturbating which lead him to go take a shot of the mystery juice. the shot caused him to gag horribly after he downed it leading to jongho and mingi high-fiving each other in accomplishment.

next, yeosang got karina to admit some dirty secret of her hooking with her ta in calc causing giselle to shout out about her doubts of karina's grade being so high in calc for someone who doesn't go to class. as the game went on, hyejoo and yunho ended up topless and honjoong and san fell victim to the mystery juice and was even tipsier than when the game started. you on the other hand were dared to go lick either wooyoung's toe or shoe and you opted for the shoe of course because you did not where his feet have been and you had to confess to ever surviving a no nut november (last year you almost folded but still got through). this turn however, things got a little more interesting.

wooyoung had dared you to go make out with san in a closet and although no one knew about your little secret crush on san besides hyejoo, wooyoung had a knack for knowing who everyone was into. it was scary honestly, he predicted a lot of relationships and figured out who was who's sneaky link.

"so, what's it gonna be y/n? shot or closet?" wooyoung presses with a smirk on his face. he knew. oh, that fucker.

your eyes drift to san to make sure he was comfortable with the idea which lead to him shrugging his shoulders, "i'm down if you're okay with it."

with a tug, you pull san up from his seat and look wooyoung dead in the eye, "closet."

"alright then," he claps his hands as he gets up to usher you to the storage closet in the living room, "come out whenever you're ready, we're gonna keep playing while we wait, alright lovebirds?"

you roll your eyes and shoo wooyoung away from the door, "fuck off."

with the shut of the door, you realize how close you were to san. whatever nerves you had from the wave of courage you had five minutes ago disappeared more and more as san looked down at you.

"we don't have to do it, if you don’t want to." he reassures as he reaches for your arms in order to comfort you.

"i w-wanna do it." you stutter making your heart beat out of your chest even more. "i'm just-i've never done it before."

san looks at you perplexed, he knew about all the terrible dates and weird exes you had so he assumed that you at least made out with them. "i thought-"

"i didn't, i haven't even lost my virginity yet and now i'm really scared because i'm kissing my best friend who probably thinks they're a prude and what if i'm really bad and i mess things up and you hate it for it and-"

to shut you up, san presses his lips against yours as you melt into the kiss and allow him to take over. with a smooth swipe of his tongue, you part your lips slightly just enough for him to slip in earning a sweet moan from you. his hand sneaks his way to the back of your head to pull you even closer to him and further deepen the kiss.

when you pull back, your lipstick was all over his face and your lips were puffy and swollen. your eyes were locked on san as he put his forehead on yours, his eyes closed as he chest heaved up and down to catch his breath.

"you're not so bad." he comments, still not looking up at you. "fast learner if anything."

"san!" you whine, slapping san on the shoulder causing him to open his eyes.

he backs up, trying to get away from you as much as he can in the cramped closet, "hey, i'm giving you a compliment."

"that's a shitty compliment." you fire back with a pout on your lips as your eyes focus on the floor.

swiftly, san reaches your chin with his thumb forcing you to look up at him. without even hesitating, san leans in kissing the pout off of your lips. with a sudden spark of rebellion, you pull at the belt loops on his pants and pull him close to you catching san by surprise.

this time san is the first one to pull away to catch his breath. "see, you're a fast learner." he breathlessly teases.

"i'm leaving." you half-joke as you reach for the door knob.

san immediately reaches for your arm, pulling you back into him, "nope, you're helping me clean this up." he states as he points to the lipstick smeared all over his face before feeling the wall around him for the lights.

"aren't you old enough to do this yourself?" you whine as you lick your thumb and try to rub off the pink lip gloss off his plump lips.

"yeah, but i want you to do it." san answers as he places his hands on your waist. absentmindedly, he begins to rub small circles onto your hips as you quietly undo the damage you did to his lips.

san probably didn't notice the effect he had on you but holy fucking shit your face felt ten times warmer than it was when you were kissing him. it could be the alcohol settling in possibly but who knows. maybe san just had that effect on you.

"you know san, you're really fucking hot." you confess without thinking as you wipe the lip gloss off your fingers. "i would date you, if i could."

it took a minute for san to process what the fuck you just said. there was a high chance he misheard you but if he did hear you correctly well, he's gonna keep you in here for another minute or so.

before san could even respond or even act out, you realize what you just said and immediately start freaking out.

"i did not mean that. i-" you stutter, waving your hands in the air.

a harsh knock came to the door followed by wooyoung poking his head out, "are the lovebirds done? joong and hyejoo wanna play a different game."

oh how you could kiss wooyoung for his amazing timing. "we're done." you quickly say as you smooth out your outfit before joining wooyoung in the living room leaving a confused san.

"y/n! how was it?" hyejoo slurs as she throws herself on you.

if whatever happened in the closet was the only thing san could remember from tonight, you were fucking doomed. for now though, that was an issue for tomorrow. tonight, you were going to indulge in a few more drinks in order to forget what happened moments ago.

the next morning after mingi's was a rough one. your hangover was probably the worst one of the semester and boy was that telling. your memory from last night was a little foggy, some parts you recall very clearly some not. but the one thing you do fucking remember was wooyoung's sneaky ass setting you up with san during truth or dare. kissing san, you remembered very clearly maybe a little too clearly but whatever happened in between and after that was a blur. you briefly remembered wooyoung opening the door but that was about it.

rolling out of bed, you check your phone to see that san had called. annoyed, you call back hoping whatever it was a good enough reason for you to call in the morning.

"yah, choi san what do you want? it's so early?" you complain, rubbing your eyes awake.

"y/n, it's literally two pm." san deadpans.

"so?" you sass back, "it's still too early for me."

you hear san sigh on the other end, "ok anyways, did you finish the plan for the comp sci workshop? seonghwa is asking for it, he said you were supposed to send it earlier this morning."

a part of you freezes in shock while the other part of you scans your room for your laptop that was covered in papers and notes from studying. "you're fucking joking right."

"nope."

"oh my fucking god, i totally forgot about it while i was studying for exams shit. oh my fucking god. fuck." you curse as you hurriedly get out of bed.

"don't worry, i covered for your ass and told seonghwa that you were working on it which is why you weren't answering your phone. i'm also on the way to help you finish the plan because hwa has some suggestions for it too"

"oh bless your heart, choi san." you praise as you begin your morning routine.

it was around six o'clock by the time you submitted the doc and slideshow to seonghwa and holy fuck were you tired. there was no way you could have pulled this off without the help of san. truly thankful for your best friend, you offered to buy dinner on you and he had the opportunity to chose.

"on you, for real?" he asks in surprise as you begin to clean up the dinner table that was used as a makeshift desk for the past couple of hours. "i thought you were broke."

it took every fiber in you to not throw the hefty textbook in your hand at him. "do you want food or not."

"yes, please!" he immediately back tracks. "fried chicken is fine."

aggressively, you hand him your phone before heading back to your room to put everything away. "order what you want but don't pay i wanna get stuff for myself too."

"thank youuu." san sings as he begins to scroll through doordash.

while in your room, you took the chance to try and process your feelings. it was a no brainer you loved san. he was always there for you ever since you guys met each other in high school. san's been there for your worst and best days of your life and it was always a given that you were there for days like those for him.

however, your use of "love" began to slowly change this year. you've been single for awhile after your last breakup which was a lot of emotional damage to handle but san was always there to comfort you. him on the other hand looked for causal hookups, nothing serious. san was young, he confessed to not wanting to start any relationships because he just wanted to mess around for awhile until he graduated from college.

which left you wondering why you felt jealous whenever san couldn't hang out on friday nights or left the club early. it was probably obvious to everyone as to why you were jealous but you could never admit it.

it was way too cliche to have fallen for your best friend and it certainly didn't help that he didn't take anything seriously when it came to dating. but choi san made it hard for you to not fall for him.

san was the perfect gentlemen. he's always attentive and remembers the little things about you. he always knew when you were feeling sad or mad and always knew how to handle your moods. he knew your coffee order along with your fears. san knew your likes and dislikes and knew when to stop teasing you if you ever got upset or uncomfortable. not to mention he was fucking fine as hell. sure, it is a little weird to be calling your best friend hot but it's literally choi san. everyone's campus crush unfortunately. there was just no way you couldn't have fallen for him.

"y/n, how much are you gonna eat?" san shouts from down the hall pulling you out of your thoughts.

"uhhhh... how much are you gonna eat?" you ask, taking a moment to compose yourself before walking back into the living room.

at least you were his best friend. best friend. a title that left you feeling grateful yet wanting more. maybe one day, you would tell him how you truly feel about him but for now you're content with being his best friend.

"oh my god, there's mozzarella sticks too!" san chirps from the couch.

"get me one!" you shout as you jump onto the couch. "just mozzarella with sugar and i could go for a couple of wings."

"ok..." san trails as he inputs your order, "do you want something to drink?"

"no, it's fine. i have some soda and soju in the fridge."

"fuck yeah!"

once completing the order, san repeats what he has in the cart before pressing the "order now" button and hands back your phone.

"thanks sannie." you reach for the phone before continuing, "and for coming here to help me finish. i don't know what i would've done without you."

"no problem, anything for you." san answers with a smile on his face.

afterward, silence fell in the room. there were very rare occasions where silences were awkward but this one felt different. it felt tense? maybe you were reading into it too much but the atmosphere felt odd.

"you know," san begins breaking the silence, "you said some interesting things last night."

an abrupt cough broke your voice before you could reply, "i'm sorry what?"

san repeats what he said before continuing, "y'know, i wouldn't mind helping you out."

"helping me out with what?" your heart was practically beating of your chest when you questioned san. exactly what the fuck did drunk you say in that damn closet.

"yesterday, you mentioned that you were a virgin before we kissed and that you were a little embarrassed about it."

"so, you're asking me if i would want you to help me lose my virginity?" you ask, not quite sure if you're hearing the words come out of san's mouth right.

"yeah, i mean it's better than losing it to a complete stranger right? but if talking about this is making you uncomfortable i will shut up about this and pretend this never happened. you just gotta tell me." the man across from you reassures, his face unreadable.

"i can't tell if you're joking about this."

"why would i joke about something that you have an issue with?" san responds back, his tone serious.

you take a minute to let his words soak in because you're still sure you're not hearing him correctly. choi san, your best friend wants to take your virginity? and why are you lowkey comfortable with the idea? are best friends supposed to be doing this? doesn't this break some type of boundary or cross some line of being friends?

"if you don't want to, there's no rush y/n. i'm only offering this because i think you would be comfortable with someone you know and trust. plus, i'm already tested and i'm clean so you don't need to worry about catching anything."

san made great points on his case and you really wanted to lose your v-card and to him? even better. your only concern was how would this affect your friendship afterward. what if your feelings for him get too strong?

"you promise this won't affect our friendship?"

"i swear on it." san raises his pinky out, "i promise this won't affect anything between us. it'll just be like me doing another favor for you."

taking his pinky with yours, you seal the promise by using your thumb to connect with his, "deal."

"deal." san agrees as he smiles, his dimple poking out. "can i ask you a few questions though?"

"shoot away."

"you've cummed before right?"

"uh yeah." you answer, feeling slightly uncomfortable with talking about such a taboo topic with your best friend. you've heard bits and pieces of san's sex life but he's never heard about yours and now is the perfect time to start laying out everything.

"so you've masturbated before?" you nod in response leading to san asking a few more follow up questions, "with your fingers or with a toy?"

"both, hyejoo got me a vibrator for my birthday."

"oh? we love to see it." san comments with a surprised look on his face, "what are you into and what are some hard no's?"

"hmmm, i'm definitely into praise. maybe hair-pulling? oh, and i like it when people are possessive? y'know when someone let's their partner know that they their's or something. hard no's though would be degradation but do i like dirty talk."

out of all the things you've confessed tonight, saying no to degradation got an eyebrow raise from san.

"what?" you snap, "call me a whore and you're fucking dead."

"noted." san raises his arms up in surrender.

"your turn now, what are you into and not?" a part of you was a little excited to hear about what he had to say.

"well, i like to hear and give praise and sometimes edging. i also like it when someone pulls my hair and when they're loud. it lets me know that i'm doing something right. i also wouldn't mind getting topped. but i'm not into super bdsm or anything extreme right now."

"interesting, i'll keep that in mind."

"last question, i swear." san starts, "have you ever been eaten out before?"

"no. i didn't really get into much with any of my partners."

"well," he pauses for dramatic effect, "you wanna know how it feels like?"

"like, right now?" there goes your heart again, racing a hundred miles per hour.

"i mean we have some time before the food gets here so..."

the mere thought of san going down on you and being the first person to do had you rubbing your thighs together. "fuck it."

the both of you move to the couch where you let san climb on top. "is it okay, if i kiss you again?"

you nod, afraid to use your voice. this was really happening.

"yes, please." you whisper, still not trusting your voice.

"i need words baby." san demands as one of his hands lifts your chin up.

"don't be shy baby, it's just me." he comforts as the hand on your chin rises to your cheek. "i'll take care of you, just relax."

looping your hands around his neck, you nod beginning to allow yourself to relax. san uses the hand on your cheek to meet him in the middle as he pulls you into a sweet kiss. it was less sloppier than the last time you kissed him yet san was already pulling sounds out of your mouth and he hadn't even touched you yet.

san pulls away moving his lips to your neck as he softly licks different spots on your neck, switching between kitten licks and nibbling. soft pants were escaping your mouth which made san want to hear more from you. with the next lick of your neck, san followed up with a harder bite on your neck but quickly soothed the pain with the swipe of his tongue eliciting a sweet moan from you.

you could feel san's smile of victory on your neck as he leaves one last kiss on your neck before pulling away. "ready?" he asks, waiting for a verbal confirmation which you comply with quickly. "just relax and let me do the work. don't hesitate to stop me if you ever feel comfortable."

this time you nod your head shyly in response as san eyes you down for any signs of discomfort. "i trust you."

san smiles in response as one of his hands begin to travel downwards, his lips going back to your neck. his hands start off with a small rub on your hips then snake further down to the waistband of your pants. you were beyond grateful you were wearing some of your newer underwear but that was in the back of your mind when san cupped your clothed core.

"oh fuck." you groan, his fingers taking you by surprise as they run and up down your slit.

"already such a mess and i've barely touched you." he coos at you making you whimper.

"stop teasing please," you plead, grabbing onto his arm.

san removes his hand from your pants causing you to pout but before you could even whine, san pulls down your sweats after moving to the edge of the couch.

"fuck," san groans, the sight of you dripping for him was making him lose his mind.

san takes small kitten licks, taking his sweet time with you as he watches for your reactions. these small licks weren't doing it for you though as one of your hands snaked to the back of his head trying to use it as leverage to speed things up.

"patience, baby." he says as he presses your hips down, making you whimper.

"please, just go faster," you beg, looking at him hopelessly.

as on cue, san takes two fingers to spread your lips apart before quickening his pace. the difference in speed had you gasping as you tugged on his hair.

"ooh my god, so close." you pant, the grip on his hair tightening.

san groans into your sopping pussy sending vibrations into your core and bringing you closer to the edge. to add on to the burning feeling in your stomach, he brings a hand up to your clit to speed up ur orgasm.

"fuck, fuck, fuck!" you cry out feeling the knot in your stomach burst.

your orgasm washes over you, leaving you breathless as san continues to lick up your cum. the overstimulation building up was beginning to burn as you tug on san's hair to stop.

san immediately pulls away with your essence dripping down his chin but that doesn't stop him as he dives into a heated kiss with you, letting you taste yourself on your tongue.

when he pulls back a sickening smile spreads across his face, "thoughts?"

to be honest, you were completely breathless with how fucking amazing san just ate you out and with how san was staring down at you right now with a stupid smirk on his face. "that...was great."

the smile on his face is gone as san frowns, "just great? i put my all into that."

you roll your eyes, grabbing the nearest pillow, you smack san on the chest. "i can't really think right now asshole."

"is it because i ate you out really good?" san genuinely asks, a smile returning his face.

"no you dumbass, the project really got my ass." you throw your hands into the air, chest still heaving.

"oh."

"oh my god." you groan. "just give me my clothes."

"wait, let me clean you up first." san objects before jogging down your hall towards your bathroom.

upon returning, san found you half asleep as your eyes were shut. still, he got on his knees and carefully took the wet rag to clean you up and his face.

your eyes fluttered open to see san below you again dabbing the inside of your legs carefully with a towel. instinctively, your hand flies to his hair as you stroke through his locks. "thank you." you hum, "you really did a good job."

san physically tensed up at your touch or maybe it was your words, either way he pulled away with a light blush on his face as he handed you a fresh pair of underwear and sweats. "of course, next time should be even funner."

"funner isn't a word." you quip, trying to ignore the excitement pooling in your stomach for the next time you guys hook up.

"shut up and move." san shushes as he climbs onto the couch with you, pulling you into his side.

the warmth coming from his body was too delicious as you felt your eyes droop even further. "san, i'm gonna fall asleep."

"just nap and i'll wake you up when the food is here."

although you had your doubts about san waking you up as soon as the food came because you feared that he would take all the chicken legs and then wake you up, you awoke to everything untouched (thankfully).

the food tasted like heaven as you guys chowed down however san would argue that you tasted better than whatever chicken piece he was eating.

ever since that night when san came over, something in you changed. you ached for san to touch you like that again and although you usually see san almost every day, you haven't seen him in a couple of days. you knew that he was busy finishing stuff up for clubs and packing for his trip home but something in you felt like something changed between the two of you.

maybe it was just you being extremely horny over your best friend that you didn't know how you would ever act normally near him after he ate you out. it also didn't help that you guys didn't set an official day for when you'll finally lose your virginity.

every now and then you would get the urge to just tell san to come over and fuck you but whatever sanity you had left in you refused to cave in so weakly like that.

speaking of the devil himself, san's name appeared on your phone.

morning wood: u wanna come over tonight?

morning wood: i just finished packing

hobbit: do u want me to bring something over for dinner?

morning wood: nah i can order pizza when u come over

morning wood: pepperoni good?

hobbit: yeah, i'll be over in thirty i just need to finish my laundry

morning wood: okayyy

morning wood liked a message from you

fuck. is this gonna be the night? like the night? shit. shit. should u shave? wear something sexy under some sweats just in case?

usually, san is super straightforward when it comes to shit like this so there should be no reason for you to be so freaked out. maybe you could be the one to initiate things? he did say he liked to be topped. wait, what if san genuinely wanted to hang out with you? and now you're only looking forward to seeing him because you wanna get dicked down.

your thoughts kept on racing as you sat in front of two outfits on your bed. casual loungewear with the possibility of wearing the ridiculously over-the-top lingerie underneath or something slightly with more effort which consisted of jeans and a cute cardigan.

still panicking over what to wear to your best friend's house you call hyejoo on the edge of having a meltdown.

"hell-"

"hyejoo! i need your help with what to wear san's. you rush completely cutting off your friend.

"well fuck, nice to see you too." hyejoo jokes commenting on your panicked state, "what's the occasion? wait is this the night you finally lose it?"

she knew almost every detail of what was going on between you and san. hyejoo lived for your updates and lately, she's been missing her nightly video chats of you screaming every little thing that had happened between you and san after the night at mingi's.

"that's the thing, i don't know what the occasion is. he just texted me to come over cause he's been hella busy lately tryna pack and shit."

"ahh that explains why you haven't called me in like four days."

"yes it does, but please help me. i don't know if i should like sort of dress up fancier? or like be sneaky and wear something bold underneath."

"well, you usually just wear sweats or whatever right?" you hum in agreement, "well then just wear sweats then wear the lingerie i got you."

"but what if i wear and be uncomfortable the whole time and we don’t even have sex."

"ok well, then just wear a matching set. preferably something that's not from high school, y/n."

"hey. i threw those away leave me alone." you argue back.

"whatever, anyways just wear a matching set in his favorite color just in case you guys do have sex."

"you are so fucking smart." you praise, as you rifle through your sock and underwear once more. "thank you so much, i'll call you if anything happens."

"ah i'm so excited!" hyejoo exclaims on the other end of the phone, "stay safe and use protection!"

"yes, mom. bye" you roll your eyes at the sudden change in hyejoo's voice.

it was final. you decided on wearing a black matching set since you couldn't find your purple bra in your drawer. black will be fine right? it's still a sexy color? well, either way you thought you looked good as hell in black so you got a confidence boost from that.

soon you arrived at san's, with your heart beating out of your chest. a very rare feeling to have at your best friend's house but hey, what's one more boundary to cross?

tentatively, you knock on his door fiddling with one of the strings on your hoodie.

"hi."

"come in." san greets you wearing a loose pair of sweats and a tank top showing off his buff arms.

well shit, if you weren't wet at the possibility of having sex tonight, you were already wet from just looking at his physique. the way the tight tank top accentuated his tiny waist and broad shoulders had your mind running laps.

"you good?" san asks as he looks over at your spaced-out figure.

"yeah, i'm good. it's just," you rub a hand over face to stall as you think of an excuse, "i'm fine."

san just gives out a light chuckle at your response, "well, the pizza is on the counter if you want some but do you wanna watch anything?"

"ooo yes!" you slightly loosen up as you try to forget how you got caught checking out your best friend, "chainsaw man?"

"yeah sure, i've been wanting to catch up on that."

"perfect!" you clasp your hands together in excitement.

"blanket?"

"yes, please."

you continue to fiddle with the strings of your hoodie dealing with both your horniess and anxiety. when san returned to the couch with one of his (yours actually) favorite blanket, you instinctively scooted closer to san for double warmth.

however, you failed to remember that your lewd thoughts were still in the back of your mind and as san was slowly typing in "chainsaw man" into the search bar, you kept fidgeting trying to find the best way where you relieved some sort of pressure and felt comfortable.

"are you sure you're okay?" san looks down at you. his words felt like he was pushing you to admit to something you didn't want to say out loud.

"i-uh,um." you couldn't even think straight with san staring down at you like that. "i think i'm ready."

san just stares at you in confusion, "i love the confidence but for what?"

you hopelessly look at him, praying he understands what you mean. "you know..." the blush on your face gets stronger every minute you say something dumb.

san understood what you meant. actually, he had a feeling that you wanted to the minute you started checking him out. still though, he played dumb wanted to hear you say it out loud.

"i don't know, actually."

"san!" you whine at him.

still, your pleas had no effect on you as he stared at you with a blank face.

"i'mreadytohavesexwithyou." you blurt out really fast not even daring to open your eyes. you hear san laugh and the feeling of wanting to crawl up in a hole and die grew exponentially. immediately you hide underneath the blanket hoping san would disappear if you wished hard enough.

"y/n," san pulls the covers down to enough to reveal your eyes. "it's okay." you refused to remove the blanket completely but still pulled it down just enough that your whole face was exposed. "if you want to have sex now you just have to tell me. i'm perfectly fine with waiting too, it's all up to you."

"can you please just fuck me." you pout. "now, please."

a soft smile appears on san's face as he scoops you up into his arms. "you're so cute."

"wait, where am i going?" you ask as you tilt your head to see where san's taking you.

"i am not taking your virginity on a craig's list couch."

"fair enough."

gently, san lays you on his bed before crawling towards you. once your head is on one of his pillows, san's hands trail to the hem of your shirt. "can i kiss you?"

the way those words left his mouth felt so soft and pure. you were so glad you ditched the idea of losing your v-card to a random tinder date. you trusted san enough to take good care of you and he did.

"yes, please." you answer, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in.

the kiss started off slow, as san took his time with you. his lips molded perfectly with yours. your arms tug on his neck to bring him even closer as san spreads your legs with his knee. the top of his knee came into contact with your aching core causing you to moan in the kiss.

san pulls away with swollen lips, his hands trail to the hem of your shirt tugging it on softly, "can i?"

acknowledging him, san gets to work as he gets rid of your shirt leaving you in your bra. flustered, your hands reach for san's shirt as you tug on it.

"to be even," you explain.

"of course." san smiles following your command and smoothly takes his tank top off throwing it to somewhere in the room.

it wasn't new seeing san shirtless but you swear he changed his workout routine or something because he looks (and feels) ten times more ripped than the last time you saw him shirtless.

a gasp leaves your mouth and your hands fly to his chest as they rake down to his stomach.

"what?" he asks as he leans closer into you, putting both of his hands beside your head, caging you in.

"did you get a new workout routine?" you attempt to ask calmly.

"yeah actually, yeosang and i started going to a trainer a couple months ago."

"i can tell," you compliment, hands once again running up and down his abs.

in one swift motion, san captures both of your arms and holds them in place with one hand above your head.

"hey-"

"enough talking." san cuts you off with a sudden kiss, his free hand trailing your curves. desperately, you tried to lift your arms so you could wrap them around san but his grip was too strong. your body fidgeted trying to get him to loosen the grip but with how close san knee was to your core, it began to rub deliciously against your sweats. soon, you fell into a somewhat steady rhythm trying to create some friction for yourself.

when san pulls away, your motions come to a halt like you were caught red-handed. "baby couldn't wait, huh?"

embarrassed, you turn your head with a blush evident on your cheeks.

"hey, i'm just teasing you." san comforts as he grabs your chin with his fingers, forcing you to look up at him. he felt his heart crumble (and his pants strain) when you looked up at him with a pout. "i'll make it up to you, yeah?"

"you better, you jackass." you joke as you slap his arm.

san gets back to work with your lips as his hands trail all over your body. his roamed every curve and dip of your body. the callouses on his hands left goosebumps everywhere. eventually, san stopped at the top of the waistband. "may i?"

pathetically, you whimper out a quick "yes" as san gets to work with getting rid of your sweats and panties. one of his fingers runs up and down your slit to collect your slick.

"gonna prep you first, okay?"

nodding in confirmation, san slips his finger in as you gasp. your walls clench around his finger as he pumps in and out. your breath quickens even more before san adds in another one drawing a moan from you.

once san deems you prepped enough for his dick, he pulls his fingers out causing you to whine. "i'll be back, just gotta find a condom baby." he soothes as he opens his bed stand drawer his clean fishing around for one.

finally, san finds that gold foil package, ripping it with his teeth and you swear you could've come at that sight alone. you help san get rid of his pants and boxers.

sitting up in anticipation, you watch as san pumps his cock in front of you. the realization of you getting dicked down finally settling causing nerves to bounce around in you again. his dick wasn't some scary monster cock that you've seen in porn videos but it was still fairly long and the more you thought about it the more you questioned how the fuck it was supposed to fit inside of you.

san pulls you out of your thoughts when he lets out a groan. your eyes snap back down to his dick as you watch his tip start to leak beads of precum from his angry, red tip. san slows down his hand as his other hand begins to reach for the condom.

"wait."

san snaps his head to you with the condom still dangling from his teeth, his eyes full of concern.

"can i do that?" you ask the sudden burst of confidence spurring your adrenaline.

immediately, san nods his head as he sticks out his chin for you to grab the condom from his mouth. you sucked in a breath as you slipped the condom onto san as he praised you for your job well done but you cut him as you give him an experimental pump of his cock.

"fuck." san says through gritted teeth.

with his reaction, you pump him a few more times watching as his face contorted in pleasure. you didn't want to be the only one being satisfied tonight.

"baby," san grunts as he grabs your wrist, scaring you slightly as you thought you did something wrong, "we don't want me cumming just yet."

"right..." you trail off awkwardly as you retract your hand away.

san lightly laughs at your awkwardness finding it adorable, "it's alright, just let me make you feel good now."

he plants a quick kiss on your lips as he softly presses you onto your back. "tell me if anything hurts alright love?"

you give him another quick nod as you watch san shift on his knees. with a hand, he rubs the head of his cock up and down your slit just to tease you earning him a moan from you.

once san lines up with your entrance, he slowly fills you up and before any pain or discomfort could even manifest in your mind, san smashes his lips into yours. with the way, san's tongue was dancing with yours the pain in your lower abdomen was almost nonexistent.

by the time he pulls away, san's cock was fully buried into your cunt. your walls rubbed deliciously against san, "fuckkk, you feel so fucking good." san groaned. "tell me when you're ready for me to move, love."

this new pet name combined with san going down to kiss your neck has your head spinning. "oh fuck, san."

the sensation of san's lips leaving wet kisses on your neck was incredible. to add even more to your pleasure, you felt him begin to nibble lightly on your neck causing you to moan even louder. you could even feel san's smirk of accomplishment on your neck before he continued his new pattern of nibbling on different spots on your neck and soothing the pain with a few swipes of his tongue.

it took you a moment to even tell san that you were ready for him to move since you were so overwhelmed with his little side quest that you couldn't even manage to get a word out.

with your confirmation, san pulls his mouth away from you to focus on your cunt. at first, he does a few experimental thrusts just to test the waters before settling into a comfortable rhythm.

"you're taking me so well, baby" san praises when he flashes his eyes up at you. the dazed look in your eyes caused a surge of confidence to course through his body.

san's ego grew when he realized that he was the first one to ever make you feel this fucked out. he showed his newfound confidence by fucking you even harder. the grip on your hips tightening as san tries to get the most leverage he can to chase his high.

"fuck, san." you cry out, the knot in your stomach growing. "m' so close baby."

san tensed at the nickname for a quick second. he had been calling you "baby" ever since he started helping you out but holy shit he did not expect you calling him that to have such an effect on him. "say it again." san demands his eyes flashing to yours.

"baby, fuck." you groan as san's pace increases even more sending you to close the edge. "shit, i'm so close"

his thrusts got sloppier as your moans became louder. the knot in your stomach began to unravel with each push. san swallowed your moans as he leaned down to kiss you. it was a messy kiss but yet it oddly felt intimate. there was just something in his urgency to kiss you that felt so comforting.

the mix of his lips combined with the last few thrusts of hips, the both of you finally came. pulling away from your lips, san presses his forehead to yours to catch his breath with his cock still buried deep inside you.

for a moment, you guys stay like that. in such an intimate position, you closed your eyes and believed that he was yours and not just your best friend. you wished you could stay in this moment forever and keep believing this isn't a one-time thing.

you were pulled out of your daydreaming as san finally pulled out causing you to whine, already missing the feeling of him. through tired eyes, you watch san tie up the condom to discard after he throws on a pair of boxers.

"where are you going?" you ask still out of breath. apart of you worried that he was going to get up and leave already. you didn't want your little daydream to end just yet.

"i'll be right back." san answers slipping out of the door and disappearing somewhere into your house.

soon, san returned with a glass of water and a wet rag. carefully, san gets to work as he cleans you up after handing you the glass to drink. when he's done, you give the half-empty glass back to him and encourage him to drink it. he gladly does before getting up once more to put away the cup.

immediately, you tug at his arm and pull him down into bed with you. "don't go."

san smiles at you softly before returning back into the covers. your arms link around his torso in an instant bringing him closer to you. "don't ever leave me."

"i won't, i promise. you mean too much to me"

"i do?" you mumble, fatigue finally catching up to you as your eyelids began to droop.

"mmh." san mumbles as he presses a soft kiss onto your forehead. "go to bed, we can talk tomorrow."

too tired to even respond, you close your eyes and wrap your arms tighter around him.

the sun peeked through the blinds promptly disrupting your sleep along with the noises on the street. when you opened your eyes to an empty bed your heart sank. you knew san didn't owe you anything after last night but still you wished you woke up in his arms and not alone.

with a heavy heart, you got up from his bed and got dressed again, picking up the scattered clothes from the floor. memories from the night before flooded your mind and it hurt remembering that it was only temporary.

when you left the room, you didn't expect to see san cooking breakfast.

"you're awake already?" san asks as he looks over his shoulder.

you nod your head, "your blinds don't do shit."

"my apologies sleeping beauty." san jokes back turning his attention back to the stove. "breakfast will be ready in ten."

by the looks of it, san appeared normal like last night's events had no effect on him whatsoever. truthfully, they were the opposite. san was internally freaking out. from the many hook up and one night stands san has been on, not one of them has he longed for the girl afterward. he didn't know how to react to his feelings but the one thing he did know was that he wanted you.

san was just scared to ask you to be his. there was a multitude of reasons of why but one of them was that he was scared of the commitment. in general, he just couldn't get himself to open up to just one person and be vulnerable but with you, he wanted to try.

he felt safe in your presence and although it took him so long to realize it, he's always felt comfortable around you. "breakfast's ready!" sans call out to you.

the two of you eat in awkward silence. part of you was convinced that you were making it awkward because someone couldn't keep their feelings out of it and san thought he was making things weird because he had no clue how to handle his emotions.

eventually, you couldn't stand the sound of the utensils clanking on the plates and bowls, and either could san. "san,"

"yes?" he looks up at you, thankful for breaking the tension.

this is the moment. just do it. "i don't think we can be friends anymore."

"wait what?"

"i know, i made you promise that whatever we did wouldn't affect our friendship but i-i love you."

san stares at you in confusion, "i love you, too but i don't see why we can't be friends anymore? was the sex that bad? you can be honest."

"god no, it was great. but the issue is that you don't love me the way i love you." you confess daring to look san in the eyes. "i knew this was terrible idea from the start but i just- i wanted to have you for one night even if it was temporary."

san soaks in your words, not saying anything for a moment which leads to worry even more.

"i'm sorry," you start, looking down at your hands as you try to contain yourself.

"you don't need to apologize." san says grabbing your hand from across the table. "i wanna be yours too."

"wait, what? i thought you didn't like relationships though?"

"i don't but recently i've realized i wanna be more than friends. don't think it's because of the sex, if anything that just gave me another reason to love you." san jokes, easing the tension in the room.

"san, be serious." you scold at him while a smile slips through your facade.

"no seriously though, i mean it when i say i wanna be yours."

"you wanna be mine?"

"yes i do. i know i'm not good at communicating feelings and stuff like that but i'm willing to try with you."

the biggest smile graces your face as look down at the table while san comes over to your side. maybe you didn't have to worry at all about this because in the end he wanted you all along.

"we can take it slow, as long you're mine." you look lovingly into his eyes and you felt your heart beat out of your chest. for good reason, this time though.

"sounds great to me."

a laugh escapes as you lean your head onto's san shoulder. his arm immediately wraps around you bringing you in as san places a quick kiss on your head. "so what did you think about breakfast?"

"being honest," you look up at san with a playful smile on your face, "they were kinda runny."

"that's it, we're done." san jokes, throwing his arms into the air for dramatic effect.

laughing at his antics, you just realize how much you love san and although it may be too early to say it yet, let's just say you're grateful you had a choi san in your life.

he finally was yours.

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Politely Declined (H.S)

Summary: Hailee and Y/n are secretly dating, but what happens when Griffin asks her out?

Y/n POV:

The bright neon lights of the carnival tents fill my vision as Hailee and I walk along trying to figure out our next move at the giant event. The Weston Carnival is a staple of this town and today my girlfriend and I have spent our entire day here.

"Oh my god! We should go to the petting zoo!" Hailee announces excitedly, pointing at a sign that say "Petting Zoo: Age 2-12". I frown at the age limit and turn to Hailee who's looking up at pleadingly.

"We can try but they might not let us in do the apparent fact we're not twelve." She nods and I grab her hand. "Even if you look short enough to be one." I add teasingly. Hailee gasps dramatically and slaps my arm.

"Y/n M/n L/n, how dare you!" She exclaims in mock outrage as I giggle quietly.

"Mmm, I love spending time with you." I murmur softly, connecting our pinkies softly.

"Me too baby." She hums before letting go of my pinkie softly and looking up at me.

"HAILEE!!" A voice calls loudly and we both turn around. The voice belongs to none other than Griffin Steinfeld, Hailee's older brother. He's walking towards us with a couple of his friends and Hailee smiles brightly at the sight of him. I've always loved how Griff and Hailee get along so well, they really are sibling goals.

"Griffy!!!!" Hailee squeals, jumping into his arms excitedly. I smile at how cute Hailee looks and Griffin smiles back at me.

"Hey Y/n/n, how have you been?" Griffin asks as he places Hailee down. "Pretty good, how about you?" I reply as I give him a big hug. Griffin always has the best hugs. Don't tell Hailee I said that though, her hugs will always be number one but his are a close second.

"Ehh can't complain." He turns towards his friends who are all smiling at me. Ugh, men. "These are my friends, Dean, Lucas and Jesse." Griffin explains happily and I nod at each one of them. I feel Hailee subtly move closer and I refrain from smirking at her obvious jealousy. I know she hates not being out but she's scared how her family will react, even if they're amazing and supportive on all fronts.

"It's nice to meet you." Hailee says with a fake smile and clenched jaw. Their eyes spring away from me as they glance over at Hailee and nod each one of them muttering a quiet greeting.

"We were just about to try and slip into the petting zoo, would you like to join us?" I offer politely, secretly hoping they would decline. Griffin's eyes light up and he smiles brightly at me glancing over at his friends.

"We would love to, right guys?" Griff replies shaking the three boys from their insistent staring.

"Wait what's happening?" Dean asks in a confused tone. Shaking his head as if trying to clear his thoughts and focus on Griffin.

"We're going to the petting zoo." Hailee repeats in an unimpressed tone. I sneakily brush my pinkie finger past Hailees's trying to offer her some comfort. Her composure relaxes immediately but she doesn't look over at me.

"Yeah, yeah. Um that sounds fun." Lucas agrees along with Dean and Jesse who just nod.

"Great, let's go!" Griffin announces excitedly grabbing my hand. I subtly glance back at Hailee as I Griff pulls me along and find her eyes staring directly back at me. My hand slowly drifts out to grab hers, my body desperately wanting the connection. I hear the annoying click of the paparazzi's camera and I let my hand fall back. Her face starts to fall but she quickly catches it, plastering a fake smile back onto her face as more people start to swarm.

"Y/n, will you be in season two of Hawkeye?!"

"Over here Hailee!"

"Y/n, you're holding hands with Griffin. Does this mean you're dating?!" I drop Griffin's hand and ignore them.

"C'mon guys give us something!" I turn back at Hailee and find trapped, a circle of paparazzi bombarding her with questions. My blood boils and before I know it I'm pushing my way through the crowd. I grab Hailee's hand and then protectively wrap my arm around her waist.

"We will not be answering any questions today, sorry and have a nice day." I announce guiding Hailee out of the way while holding a hand out to shoo people away. I don't even have time to savor the feeling Hailee's body being against mine as I walk briskly over to Griffin who is looking very annoyed.

"Thank you for saving me." Hailee murmurs softly, cuddling up to me sneakily. I smile brightly as her head nestles into the crook of my neck. The moment of affection is brief because Hailee moves her head away once Griffin clears his throat.

"Well, should we try to get into the petting zoo?" He asks, mostly waiting for my reaction. I glance over at Hailee who shakes her head.

"Nah, the paps are here so I wouldn't want to get in trouble and have it make the headlines." I decide, looking around for something to do.

"How about the Ferris Wheel?" Griffin suggests. I feel my heartbeat quicken at the thought of being so high but I try to hide it with a smile.

"Sure, I don't think we've done that yet right ba-Haiz?" I barely catch myself in time but Hailee smiles at the pet name.

"Uhm, no we haven't.. Are you sure you're okay with going that high?" She asks, the tone of concern in her voice apparent. I nod and Griffin claps.

"Alright Ferris Wheel it is then, let's go!" I try to walk with Hailee but Griff grabs my hand and pulls me along. My phone buzzes and I already know who it is.

My Pretty Girl <3 Are you sure you're okay with the heights? I can fake a sudden illness and you can stay with me.

Me I'm sure I'll be fine. Let's try and get our own booth.

My Pretty Girl <3 It's two to a booth so it should be easy <3

Me Great!

Hailee POV:

I look up from my phone as Y/n looks back at me with that cute little smile she always has when she's happy. I'm a little nervous for her to go in the Ferris Wheel because it's very high and Y/n is terribly afraid of heights, but she said it would be fine. Plus I'll be there to support her if she needs me.

"Alright guys, welcome to the Ferris Wheel. We have a four seater here for the friends if the couple wants to go together." I nod and smile. Griffin smile widens and I realize he's talking about Y/n and Griff.

"Oh well, um Hailee and I could also go together if you want to go with your friends." Y/n suggests glancing back at with a mix of panic and apology.

"No it's fine Y/n I'll go with you." Griffin replies happily. I clench my jaw and walk over to the booth where Dean, Jesse and Lucas are already sitting. Y/n stares at me sympathetically and furrows her brow unhappily.

"Are you sure you don't want to go with your friends? I mean Hailee and I have always had this dream of taking a picture together at the top of a Ferris Wheel-"

"It's fine Y/n." I interrupt her. Her smiles sinks even further and I feel slightly bad for interrupting her. She nods slowly and gets into the booth a few down. Whelp, there goes my plan to comfort her.

Y/n POV:

I can already feel the panic in my system rising but I try to push it away and focus on Griffin. We're sitting beside each other which is somewhat comforting I guess, but I just want my girlfriend. Hailee always knows exactly how to calm me down and I need that right now.

"The ride is starting in." "3" "2" "1"

We slowly start to move and I take several deep breaths, somewhat trying to keep myself calm.

"So how is work going?" Griffin asks turning towards me. I barely hear him as we slowly start our ascent.

"I- um, it's going well how about yours? How is the world famous NASCAR driver doing?" I ask, feeling my breath start to leave my body.

"It's….which is…." I try to listen but my body is completely focused on how close we are to the top. "I also need to….these feelings…I really like yo-…" I try to comprehend what he said and form a response but my body doesn't cooperate. I stay silent as we start to descend but I realize what he said and I turn to look at him.

I open my mouth to speak but I get cut off by his lips on mine. He retracts slowly and I stare at him in complete shock. He kisses me again and I squeal pushing him off as we reach the bottom, the ride coming to a stop. I hurriedly climb out and walk right up to Hailee pulling her by the hand to behind a building.

Hailee POV

I wait nervously for Y/n at the bottom and hope that's she doing okay. Her face as she comes down looks distant and slightly panicked which makes me worried. She turns towards Griffin and he KISSES HER?! She pulls away immediately and stares at him before her kisses her AGAIN!!!! This time she shoves him away and the booth stops right in front of me. She gets out with Griffin scrambling after her and grabs my hand pulling me behind some building.

"I'm sorry! I couldn't get out and I didn't hear him because I was too focused on how high we were then he kissed me so I froze then he did it again but I love you and I-" Her words continue spilling out but I can only focus on three of them.

"You love me?" I ask quietly, my heart bursting with joy at the admission. "Of course baby. I love you." She replies like its such an obvious thing.

"I love you too and I'm not mad at you I promise." I reply softly caressing her cheek. She blushes and her eyes glance down at my lips. I slam my lips onto her trying to take her surprise so I can keep my dominance but her tongue quickly slips into my mouth and she pushes me up against the wall. Her hand grazes my thigh innocently before lifting it up and raising it to her hip. I run my hands through her hair and tug softly on a strand causing her to release a muffled whimper.

"You can't do that love." She mumbles into my mouth her lips continuing to move against mine, our mouths slotting together so perfectly.

"Why not darling?" I ask cheekily already knowing the answer.

"Because it makes me too horny." She replies boldly all the sudden rubbing her thigh against my center. I groan at the feeling and throw my head back softly. I try to grind on her but the pressure is gone as quickly as it started. I whine and try to connect our lips again but she only softly pecks mine before letting my leg slowly drop down.

"That's no fairrrrrr." I complain as she starts to walk away. She chuckles lightly and takes my hand, spinning me into her arms.

"I'll make it up to you later." She whispers sultrily. I shiver at the feeling of her breath on my ear and nod hastily.

Y/n POV:

I walked back towards Griffin and the other boys without Hailee's hand in mine, suddenly feeling much smaller.

"Hey, c-can we talk?" Griffin asks nervously, his hand on the back of his neck. I nod my head awkwardly and glance at Hailee who gives me an encouraging smile.

"Let's go over here." I decide pointing to a bench slightly off the path. We walk over quietly and I sit down beckoning him to do the same.

"I'm sorry for kissing you." He mumbles, a deep blush covering his cheeks. I hum in acknowledgment before rolling my shoulders and beginning to speak.

"I really care about you Griffin, I do. I love you, but as a brother. Hailee's my.. Well she and I are really close, and I love you both. I'm really sorry Griff." He takes a deep breath and sighs.

"I understand, thanks for being honest with me." I nod opening up arms. He smiles moves closer letting me wrap my arms around him. After a few moments I draw back and stand up. We walk back in a more comfortable silence and I smile at Hailee who smiles back. Griffin's friends on the other hand are shaking their head at him.

"Well, Y/n and I might head back to my apartment now but we had a really lovely time with you guys." Hailee announces before grabbing my hand and pulling me away.

"Why are you in such a rush darling?" I ask as we walk off.

"Shut up I'm horny."

A/N

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Luke/mara fic rec list

These are some of the best mara/luke fics I've read - feel free to add more in rb/comments!

Repair by BananasAreForParties - Graphic Depictions of violence, fluff and angst, whump. 20k complete. Mara Jade came to Aran to trade. She acquires nutcakes, Imperials, and one Luke Skywalker, condition: damaged. Hurt/Comfort fic.

Reccer's note: Their awkward but geniune flirting in this is so cute

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, You Aren’t Even Stuck In Your Tower by PrinceJakeFireCake - fluff, secret identity, 6k complete. Mara Jade, an ex-spy for the dragon, Emperor Palpatine, now a knight of Princess Leia Organa, is on a mission to rescue the princess’ twin brother from the tower he was locked in.

A.K.A.

Someone had to write Luke as Rapunzel and I am someone

Limpet AU series by frodogenic - humor, family fluff, 89k complete. Newly returned from the Unknown Regions with Darth Vader, Admiral Piett doesn't expect much of a welcome from the New Republic. And not in a million lifetimes would he have predicted that their very first guest would be Luke Skywalker. After all, Skywalker and Vader are still mortal enemies...right?

Reccer's Note: this series is so good, like, insanely good. I keep rereading it.

Take My Breath Away by atamascolily - hanahaki disease, 1k complete. Luke collapses during a sparring session, coughing up blood--and flowers? A concerned Mara drags him to Cilghal for medical treatment, but the answers aren't what either of them expected.

Catch and Release by frangipani - rated E, sexual experimentation, 10k complete. So let me get this straight," Mara says."You decided that to entertain yourself while I'm offplanet you're going to get licensed to pilot a Mon Cal cruiser?"

He frowns. "You say it like it’s ridiculous.”

"Those ships aren't even made for human pilo--" She narrows her eyes. "Oh no, it's the challenge thing, isn’t it?"

Or the one where Luke and Mara try to bang while keeping Luke's pulse within a specific range. Absolutely 0 science knowledge went into this. Consider yourself warned.

Who Needs a Cover Anyway? by JediDryad - misunderstandings, jealousy, 1k complete. Against his better judgment, Luke agrees to act as "Jedi Ambassador" on a mission with Mara and Lando. Will he be able to keep his feelings to himself or will observing their relationship be too much?

Miscommunications by JediDryad - misunderstandings, 849 words complete. Luke sends Mara a nervous rambling message inviting her for a visit. What she receives is something quite different.

Family Planning for the Force-Sensitive by beautifultoastdream - domestic, fluff, 13k complete. Two years after Exar Kun is defeated, Mara Jade and Luke Skywalker are married. Mara is uneasily settling into life as a Jedi trainee and as the New Republic's representative to the Smugglers' Alliance. But when Karrde's vornskrs have a strange reaction to her during a routine meeting, Mara learns that something else is about to happen ... And it scares her more than C'baoth.

Slight AU from Star Wars Legends, fluff and angst.

The Trouble with Bootie Comms by frangipani - 3k complete. "I have an issue with my apartment right now," Luke said. Mara was pretty sure why.

Luminous Creatures by celinamarniss - daemons, action/adventure, enemies to friends to lovers, 30k complete. Mara has never been prouder when Asyr settles early. He shifts into the form of a night felinx when Mara is thirteen, a whole year early. It’s a good body for stealth, her trainers tell her, and praise them for it.

Luke is the last of his friends to have his dæmon settle. Speculation drifts through his childhood. What sort of animal do you think your dæmon will choose? asked by adults with indulgent smiles and between children as their dæmons flit from form to from in impromptu races across the desert sand.

Strange Bedfellows series by celinamarniss - action/adventure, humor, light angst, 37k complete.

Reccer's Note: this series has a very domestic couple feel to it and I love that.

Under the cover of Darkness by randomlyimagine - time travel, fix-it, 57k complete...ish. (there's a sequel that is tbc.) Being pulled back through in time, getting to see the Old Jedi Order, Ben, even Anakin Skywalker, before he Fell…it was an opportunity Luke had never dreamed he’d have.

If only he and Mara hadn’t been pulled back in the middle of a mission where they were undercover as Sith.

slipping into the ground or into your arms by BananasAreForParties - rated E. Fluff and angst, mutual pining, implied/referenced child abuse, 41k complete. More than colleagues. Less than friends. Better than acquaintances. They remain in balance. The Command, the dark whisper, slumbers and Mara has no desire to poke a sleeping rancor. To dance with Skywalker. . .could it ever be worth the risk?

Mara and Luke succumb to the gradual formation of their Force bond through an activity far more pleasing than fighting for their lives.

the history books forgot about us by celinamarniss - happy AU, 2k complete. Jedi apprentice Asha is sent on a quest to find the legendary Luke Skywalker. She thought he was a myth!

better tell 'em while they're here by philthestone - 4k complete. Jacen discovers a Fish in the new fountain just outside of the Old Palace's reception hall, which obviously means that the Imps are planning to take over the galaxy. Jaina thinks that everything would be alright if only Nik could remember where he put his pants.

And of course, Uncle Luke's getting married today.

(AU for the EU)

Reccer's note: recommend reading the whole series. This fic has such a human warm fuzziness to it.

Boundaries series by frangipani - rated E, smut, 106k complete. A year after the events of the Last Command, Mara is still in Coruscant attempting to fulfill her Smuggler's Alliance duties while continuing her Jedi training. Former Emperor's Hand, turned smuggler, government liaison, and Jedi apprentice...she's long known that the only way things work in the new life she's made for herself is through clearly delineated boundaries.

It's really too bad Luke Skywalker unwittingly keeps taking them apart.

The Son of Suns trilogy by blank101 (link to each installment: Into the Storm, in shadows and darkness, at the Brink of the dawn and the darkness) - graphic depictions of torture, psychological torture, sith!Luke. 721k complete. Darth Vader captures the passengers of the Millennium Falcon after their attempted escape at Cloud City, sure that Luke will convert to his cause and aid him in overthrowing the Emperor. When his plan is rebuffed he falls back on more desperate measures and hands his son over to Palpatine, who begins to systematically take apart Luke’s life to create a new Sith, turning him against his allies, his father and his beliefs with devastating consequences for both the Empire and the Alliance, as events cascade beyond anyone's control.

This is a completed trilogy, featuring Luke Skywalker, Darth Vader, Palpatine, Han Solo, Leia Organa, Mara Jade, Mon Mothma, and Crix Madine.

Reccer's note: I really love this one - both for the sith!Luke portrayal, and the conflicts luke and Mara go through.

Drive You Mild by obaona - sith!Luke, drama/romance, 70k complete. How do two powerful, individualistic people who were formerly enemies unite? Emperor Luke Skywalker, meet Jedi Knight Mara Jade.

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stachehand · 1 year

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IDW Sonic Rewriting: Tangle, Listen!

The scope of this is beyond my panel editing capabilities.

Lanolin: "How can you be so sure?"

Tangle: "Because we're the Diamond Cutters! We are awesome! And we never give up! Right, Whisper?"

Whisper: "Why?"

Tangle: "Why what?"

Whisper: "Don't pretend you don't know what's wrong. Why are we using that name?"

Tangle: "You mean "Diamond Cutters"?"

Whisper: "Yes! You know what that name means to me. I showed you everything. You've learned what i've been through. It's not a label you can just slap onto something willy-nilly, especially without asking me about it."

Lanolin: "It's just a name, right?"

Tangle: "A great name!"

Whisper: "Was that your whole takeaway from me sharing my painful experience? How "awesome" it all was? Not the hardship, the betrayal, my team, my friends, whom I loved? And lost?"

Tangle: (gasps) "I forgot."

Lanolin: "Wait, "betrayal"? "Lost"? When Tangle said "former team", I thought you meant they disbanded after the war."

Whisper: "No. One of them double-crossed us. The rest were killed."

Lanolin: "They're dead?! You guys knew this, and never told me?!"

Tangle: (pauses)

Lanolin: "I'm sorry, Whisper. If I had the whole context, I never would've agreed to that title."

Tangle: "I thought... you'd like... I never... I..."

Whisper: "Just say it."

Tangle: (crying) "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to insult their memory! I just loved how cool and noble your old teammates were! You were the closest of friends! I wanted that for us, so we wouldn't drift apart again! You're my best friend, Whisper! I should've known better than to take that for granted! I got caught up in the moment, like a frivolous idiot, and ignored your feelings! So, if it'll make you feel better, I won't use the name "Diamond Cutters" ever again!"

Lanolin: "Neither of us will. And we'll remind Sonic to drop it, too, if we get out of here."

Whisper: "Good intentions won't make me forget what I suffered. But looking back, i've been a little selfish because of that. I focused so hard on finishing the mission, I thought I had no time to open up to you. All this concern about my past coming back to haunt me again and again, and I didn't trust a friend to help me confront it. Despite that, long after my old team was gone, whenever I tried to walk away, everyone has been around to support me. Sonic. Tails. Belle. The Wisps. And you. The only one who hasn't been helping everyone is... myself."

Lanolin: "I don't know the whole story, but if you were betrayed and had to watch loved ones die, I'd understand having trouble trusting, or getting close, to others again."

Whisper: "No. What the traitor did was nobody's fault but his own. You? The Restoration? None of you had anything to do with him! If i'm ever going to get past how he hurt me, I need to protect my new team, and let you all protect me. I can't... I won't let the fear he struck poison me any longer!"

Tangle: (meekly, from under her coiled tail) "Sooo... apology accepted?"

Whisper: "Yes, Tangle. |... am also sorry. No more cold shoulders or silent treatment. Still, fully moving on will be a slow process. Can you be patient with me?"

Lanolin: "I can be if you'll be patient with a newbie like me."

Tangle: (muffled, overjoyed speech)

Whisper: "I know. I can. I will."

Lanolin: "So, what should we call this team? You can pick this time, Whisper."

Whisper: "How about... the "Trilliant Vertices"?"

Tangle: "Cool! I like that!"

Lanolin: "Not to sound like a smart aleck, but isn't that a bit on the nose?"

Whisper: (chuckles lightly) "A bit, I guess, but my fallen allies would be honoured to have inspired a successor, continuing their cause."

And so, the Diamond Cutters title was put to rest, along with Smithy the Lion, Slinger the Ocelot and Clair Voyance. No longer would Whisper's new circle of friends be replacements in a departed unit, but the founders of a whole new force that paid tribute to all they stood and fought for. The trio of Whisper, Tangle and Lanolin shall continue and finish the vitally important mission that began so long ago with four freedom fighters (and the turncoat who'd become a deadly nemesis). March forward, Trilliant Vertices!

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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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The Heartbreaker's Remedy

Pairing: Madcap Moss x Fem Reader

Summary: Being best friends with the reader, Madcap knows her better than anyone and while lifting her mood after her plans for the night get sidelined, getting more than friendly. Hesitant only because people rumor her to be a 'heartbreaker', Madcap shows her that he knows that she is truly sweet at heart…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)

Word Count: 2k

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

Man, the one time that I had something to look forward to while in the blues, all my girls canceled our night out.

Now here I was, all dolled up in heels where nowhere to go but either the hotel or the airport even, if I really wanted to go home. Sitting on one of the crates near the locker rooms, I had the saddest frown on my face, till a beam of sunshine came through.

"Why the long face, girl?"

Madcap was my closest, truest friend, even more than my girls. Any time I had a frown, he made sure to turn it upside down, learning my situation first:

"I got all dressed up to go up just for the girls to cancel on me."

"Talk about a bummer," He related but had a way to get me to smile, "Sit tight while I get out of my gear. I'm not gonna leave you looking all beautiful and sad."

I had to look away from how warm my cheeks got from my smile, swatting my hand playfully, "Aww, it's okay. I know you just had a match."

"So? I'm still ready to go," He bounced side to side to get me to smile more, standing next to me and fixing his nonexistent bowtie and suspenders, "I got some dress clothes to live up to yours. Just let me go get all dapper and we'll go out."

"Alright," I giggled, kicking my feet softly, "Go get all dapper."

"Just for you," He winked, heading into the locker room.

He didn't take long at all and when he came out? He had me stunned with navy blue dress pants that lead up to a white and blue striped button up, highlighting every muscle he had, matching perfectly with the navy blue I was wearing.

"You do this on purpose?" I was trying to distract myself and stop checking him out, fixing on his smile:

"No, surprisingly, but damn, we look good."

That I agreed with, taking his hand and alongside him, we looked so good.

To think that I was just sitting on a crate looking like a sad puppy and now, smiling and laughing like no tomorrow, happy to be with the one person who I knew was my true friend. Since we wanted to be, dapper, we went to a more secluded, fancy but not too fancy restaurant that was open late.

It was pretty funny that in this kind of place, we were laughing so much, having people staring at us, but neither one of us cares, only focused on the fun that we were having. After finishing my martini, my attention drifted to the waiter who was delivering our bill:

"No rush. I can tell that you lovely couple are having a good night."

Looking at each other in the corner of our eyes, gosh I felt like my whole body turned red with fluster. Madcap smiled like I have never seen him smile before, just being kind back to the waiter:

"Thank you."

I downed my martini hard, clearing my throat from the burn, then taking the olive, trying to hide the bit of nervousness in me when he giggled:

"I don't think I've heard that one before."

The main reason I had been so sad lately was because of a guy that I was talking to. Whenever I told him that things weren't working out between us, he flipped it all around and tried to make me out to be a heartbreaker that was just trying to get some.

What the waiter told us actually made me feel insecure, whispering when I sat my glass down:

"I'm not in your league."

"You sure about that?" Madcap was astonished, me talking down on myself was a rare moment, becoming harder for me to respond, I was craving another drink, but I still answered, also letting him know what was really getting to me:

"I'm sure. Besides, I don't think you'd want to be with a 'heartbreaker'."

Madcap knew the whole situation, when he learned, he was pissed about it, and it was nice to see that he didn't believe any of it, really making me heat up:

"If you really are a 'heartbreaker', it's a risk I'd take."

Putting his arm over my shoulder, a confident lean toward me and the smirk on his face had me looking away again, fighting the smile on my face, but having to look when he took my hand softly:

"You know that's bullshit, Y/N. You are the sweetest woman that I have ever known and you want to know why that even happened?"

"What do you think?" Curious about his response, my heart was beginning to race, his charm boosting even more:

"You were talking to a boy. A woman like you needs a man. Just know, you have a real man right next to you."

"You're too good to me," I looked down at our interlocked hands, smiling and his hand slid to my crossed legs, staying on my knee and drifting me closer to him, really stunning me when he flirted:

"Have to be for my sweetheart. You deserve to know just how incredible you are, especially when you're all wrapped up like candy."

I was going to start melting like chocolate, hearing a tone that I've never heard from him, not able to remember a time when my heart was fluttering like this, seeing how this was going to go by putting out a flirt of my own, caressing his massive bicep that was right against his shirt:

"You're one to talk about being all wrapped up."

"Hey, I told you I was gonna get dapper, tonight," He made sure to watch my reaction to his pecs bouncing and showing between the small opening at the top of his shirt, not realizing that I was squeezing his arm, "Enjoying the show?"

"Oh, shush it," I tried to play off, tapping his arm, but he kept doing it and didn't stop till I was so fixed on watching, giggling a little, but nearly drooling over him.

"Oh, yeah. You're enjoying it," Laughing a bit, he grew a bit more serious, surprised by this kind of playness, making a silly voice, "If you want me to shush, make me."

"Don't tempt me," That made me shoot one of my fearless looks, we were the kind of friends to play fight, but this was a different kind of playing:

"I know that you're tempted. We both are."

Locking our gaze, I shot back:

"Sometimes, you talk too much."

Both of our heads we're gravitating closer, gladly shushing one another with a soft kiss, one touch was all it took, lips like sugar and wanting more, caressing and holding the side of his face to pull him to press my lips a little harder.

Parting lips, we were tempted to do so much more, but given where we were, we had to put things on pause, making more plans:

"Let me pay the bill and we can go?"

Nodding, I squeezed my thighs together and took deep breaths to shake off the slight shake that I had. Once the bill was paid, our hands stuck together like glue, not letting go till we were in the hotel room. Shutting the door, he pulled me right back to continue our kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck, shaking my heels, but readying me for more.

"If I'm candy, trying to unwrap me?" I thought it would be funny to make a joke, only to make myself snort and hide my face, "I'm sorry. That was so corny and cringey."

"Don't be sorry," Picking my head back up to kiss, lifting me off of my feet, "That's exactly what I'm trying to do."

I think he took that literally, running his hand up every curve of mine, up my back and to where my dress rested a bit off my shoulders, hands so warm against my skin and feeling as much as he could, kisses growing so much deeper when my dress hit the floor.

Watching it fall, his hands rested on my ass, cupping and squishing softly, eyes leading back up to my strapless bra and needing to watch it fall as it unclasped and fell between us.

"Gosh," He whispered under his breath, fingertips finding the lace of my panties, rolling down and seeing the rest of my nudeness, "You are gorgeous."

"Again," I was a bit nervous again, but his words really touched my heart, kissing while I took my turn to go after his clothes, "You are too good to me."

Brushing up to his shoulders while he unbuttoned his shirt, I slid it off and loved how defined his shoulders were, a sucker for those arms and broad chest, feeling those abs while finding his belt, helping his pants and boxers hit the floor.

"It's only going to get better then," He smiled down along with me, mouth-watering, seeing his cock had my chest heaving rather noticeably, "You okay?"

"Never better," I took one deep breath then let the immense desire control me, making him woo when I grabbed his ass, then rubbed all over the line of his pelvic floor, tongue slipping in with my lips, stroking his cock softly to kick it all off.

"Good," Letting his hair down, he took me by the hips, making our way to the bed, knowing that he was built, but truly learning it with his chest against mine, how his hands could hold me so perfect and easy, spreading my legs a little more to position himself, having my jaw drop at his tip entering.

I had to look down to believe it, holding his arms and gasping hard at it. It was easy to read and he kept on being his sweet self, "I'll take it easy. Nice and slow."

Feeding me a few inches with soft thrusts, working his way in, it had me in a whirlpool of thoughts, hooking my arms under his and raising my thighs up a little, unable to help the filthy thoughts in my head that rolled off my lips into his:

"For now."

"You like the opposite?" He wiggled his eyebrows at me, now being adjusted and throwing out a quicker thrust, nearly bottoming me out and making my head dip back into the pillows, moaning softly:

"That's so good."

"You're telling me," He hummed kisses along my neck and to my breasts, keeping the quicker pace and making sure those soft moans grew more audible and prurient, surely earning the moans of his name.

"Oh my-," I twitched at his cock as deep as it could go, bottoming me out this time and making my grip around his arms tighter, "Oh my god, Madcap."

"Like that one?" Assuring due to the drastic volume change, I nodded frantically, giving a roll of my own and nearly begging:

"Keep going like that!"

"Whatever you want, baby," Kissing and pressing my head into the mattress, my hips sure got pressed into it too, bottoming me out every other thrust had me tighter around him, toes curling when he kept our hips together, drilling down with and even faster tempo.

"Make me cum, baby," I had never given myself like this to anyone, beyond glad that he was the first to blow my mind into outer space almost, "I'm so damn close!"

"Oh, I will," He showed me just how strong he was, picking me up and hugging my torso and waist, not even needing my momentum to shift down, thrusts just as good, if not better, and smacking up into me.

Tangling up his hair with his head next to mine, I was moaning so hard into his ear, gasping so much I could barely get out:

"Ma-Madcap! Fuck, baby, a-ah!"

My voice gave way when he hit my cervix and had the bubble of my orgasm burst, wetness spilling out and my head collapsing on his shoulder, hugging him back as tightly as I could, whining at the thrusts he had him in still.

We dropped back to bed when he buried himself, easing up the pressure on me with him on his back and holding me, moving the bit of hair in his face then running his hand up and down my back softly.

"You make a good body pillow," My smile was tired and I had never enjoyed the worn-out feeling like this, cuddling his chest and hearing the chuckle in it:

"I'm more than happy to be your body pillow," Adjusting me a little so he could lay his head on top of mine, he kissed my forehead, cooing, "This feels right."

"So, so right," I agreed, tired eyes closing and resting easy for the first time in a while, getting covered up and drifting off into a softly sleep at his whisper:

"Sweet dreams, baby."

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ninlilwinds · 2 years

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hello!!! can i request a scenario where kaeya and diluc(separately ofc)crush on a fem reader and confessing to her only for reader to tell them she likes girls and later they notice she and rosaria getting close and they kinda play the wingman role? i hope this makes sense and isn't a weird request😁 have a nice dayy

Character crushes on reader who likes different gender! (I had no idea how to title this???)

Sorry, this took so long to write I was on a bit of a break. I made this as story of sort instead of bullet point since it was only two characters. I hope you enjoy!!

Plot: Characters(Keaya and Diluc) crush on Fem!Reader who has a crush on someone else (Rosaria)

Warning: Not Proofread! Please let me know if there are any major mistakes.

P.S I am not very knowledgeable in same gender relationships so if i messed up somewhere (ex: relied too much on a stereotype or such) please let me know! I would love to expand my knowledge to be able to include all types of readers and relationships in my stories!

Kaeya

Kaeya had been observing you for quite a while now. He loved the way you carried yourself and what he thought was mere interest at first, he found to actually be attraction. I'm sure Kaeya is hit on by many many of the citizens of Monstadt. Whatever gender they may be. And because of that, he's confidence is pretty built when it comes to things like this.

Which is why he was confident when he came up to flirt with you. You thought it was amusing and played along for a bit, but when Kaeya asked, "Well, maybe we should talk about this over lunch." With a smirk, you laughed nervously.

"Well....could I bring Amber with me?" You smiled.

Was he not obvious enough??? "Well, I was hoping this could be more of a private lunch." He clarified.

"Between friends, it's best to have more don’t you think?" You deadpanned.

He stared for a second before recollecting the bits of pride and bravery he still had, "Friends?"

"Uhm...yeah." You bit your lip trying not to reject him straight out. He had been a nice friend since you two had started talking a few weeks ago, so you didn't want this to affect the reasons too much.

As much as you'd like to keep your attention on the conversation, you spotted Rosaria not too far off, returning from a mission most likely. Your eyes drifted to her while Kaeya was trying to explain a bit more of what his intentions was. But you couldn't bring your mind to concentrate.

Everything about Rosaria exuded confidence and elegance. You were bewitched by every movement she did. Kaeya slowly trailed off when he realized you weren't paying attention and followed your eyesight. When he saw Rosaria walking past and you Rosy cheeks and how your pupils dilate, he connected the pieces.

He didn't want to assume, so he thought it would be better to slide it under the table.

"She's kinda hot don't you agree?" He smirked.

Your blush reddened and then you drew your attention away reluctantly, "I-I mean she's....she's pretty yeah." You cleared your throat.

"Hmm ever talked with her?" He asked.

"Of course I have. She's pretty calm."

Kaeya nodded thinking about his options. He could either help you get with Rosaria, which he knew if he tried he could.....or he could keep you away from her (if he can't have you no one can!!).

Kaeya held back his sigh and tried to remain composed. After being so vulnerable for himself...and accepting his feelings they weren't returned. He would be the forever bachelor of Monstadt.

But if being with Rosaria would make you happy, then who was he to keep you from it.

"I have an idea." He voiced out loud.

You looked at him in curiosity, "that's never good is it."

"Ouch, (y/n). I've already had my heart broken." He placed a hand over his heart in a dramatic manner.

You laughed nervously, "S-sorry about that."

"No need to apologize. I know exactly how to get her alone." He winks and write something on a piece of paper, handing it folded to you, "At 10am tomorrow, I would like you to open that and go to the place marked."

And with that he left to speak with Rosaria.

He arrived at the gates of the church and spotted Rosaria going to ne of the rooms towards the back. Her face looked exhausted and he was sure she had just come back from something tiring and intense. He jogged up to catch up to her and waved, "Rosaria," he greeted.

"The infamous Kaeya, approaching me? To what do I owe this.....uhm pleasure."

"Hesitated at the pleasure hm? Well I have a mission tomorrow of high importance...but! I also promised someone a drinking challenge tonight. A certain bard. I can't go back on my word, so would you mind filling in for me tomorrow so I can wake up a bit later." He put his hands together in a begging position.

Rosaria looked unamused, "You dumping your responsibilities on me...to drink?"

Kaeya nodded enthusiastically, "Yep! Thanks for understanding. Here's the place. See you around." He handed the piece of paper to Rosaria and quickly sprinted off before she could reply.

Rosaria gripped her spear tightly and willed herself to not freeze Kaeya in place then smash him to pieces. She took a deep breath and decided she'd sleep until tomorrow.

You arrived at the spot that Kaeya had instructed, dressed in your adventurers clothes. Kaeya stared at you in shock, "Thank goodness I didn't expect much of you." He sighed, handing you a semi formal outfit, "after your done changing, wait down there." He showed you an area set up for a nice lunch. There were candles, different platters of food, petals of different flowers.

"Rosaria should be here shortly." He crossed his arms in thought, "Or I will have to take my leave to hunt her down."

You sighed quietly finally taking this in and trying to calm your nerves, "Thank you for this Kaeya...you didn't have to."

"But I did. Anything for a friend."

Rosaria approached the clearing with an unamused face, "Curse you Alberich."

Kaeya pushed you forward, "I'll leave you two alone."

And with that he turned, never to look back again. He knew it would be painful for a while, but he also knew that you'd be happier this way. He'd never force oyu to be in something to be unhappy in anyways.

And as for whether you and Rosaria got together or not? Well, Kaeya always completed his mission successfully.

Diluc

Diluc had always found his eyes straying to where you were seated whenever he worked at the tavern. Diluc had always been very reserved, so he never had any plans on telling you...at least not soon. But if he were to ever tell you anything, he had to know how to do it. What you liked, disliked, if oyu thought something was cliché or cringey.

So he willed his courage to walk up to you and ask.

He set down a drink he mad especially for you judging on what you had often ordered at the tavern. You thanked him and he asked if he could join you for a bit.

He himself had a non-alcoholic beverage, so you wouldn’t be drinking alone, "You come here quiet often." He noted.

"Yeah, always nice to wind down after a long day." You said. Lies. You knew Rosaria would come here often around this time so you always looked forward to seeing her (in a non-creepy way-), but you weren't going to admit your crush to master Diluc...!!

"You're often alone. Why don't you come to the stools so we could talk more often." He said.

You smiled with a nod, "sure thing." You stood and walked to the stools.

Rosaria would often sit there while she waited for her drinks before going upstairs and drinking it in solitude, and she hadn't come there yet so maybe you'd have a chance to talk with her.

Rosaria entered shortly after you sat down and ordered her usual. Diluc began to make it and you fumbled with your clothes, trying to find the words to say. When you finally had a sentence you thought was kinda cool and a good conversation starter you turned...only to find that she was gone.

Diluc raised an eyebrow at your wide open mouth and then smiled a little in amusement, "Are you looking for someone?"

You shook your head quickly and turned back to the drink o the counter, "Nope...."

"Say would you like to join me for dinner someday?" He said quickly. It was now or never.

You tensed a little and then looked away from him, "I'm not really into that." You explained.

To say he wasn't shocked would be a lie. Diluc couldn’t help but stare at you for a long time as the information just delivered to him sink in.

What signs did he miss? From all the times he had observed you and tried to find your likes and dislikes...

Or maybe he had but he simply decided to ignore it. He knew you had interest in Rosaria, today had just confirmed it. And he knew of a way to get you both together....but should he?

Why should he go out of his way to help you? He wouldn't benefit. Not to mention, the sister from the church was very sketchy in herself. She drank, went around in revealing clothing and also seemed to carry out what the church wanted to swipe under the rug. You could be put in danger if you were around her for too much.

But you knew how to take care of yourself.....and you would be happier if you to it off your chest. Diluc certainly felt relief when he asked you out for dinner, despite the rejection.

But this wasn't his business anymore, whether you stayed with her or not was up to you. He simply needed to give you the little push you needed.

Diluc flipped a bottle up and then held the bottom out to you, "Would you like to learn this drink that is very popular with the ladies?" He glanced at Rosaria to signify more than the ladies it was a lady.

You blushed and then grabbed the bottle, "Well...sure."

You spent the next few days trying to perfect the drink, going every night to the bar and watching as Rosaria passed by you but Diluc stopping you, trying to teach you the exact proportions of the drink.

On the day you were both finally satisfied with the drink you had made, Diluc nodded and gave you the green light.

He had his usual stoic face. He wouldn't pretend to be happy for you, his attraction wouldn't go away that quickly. But, he was happy that you were fairly pleased with yourself.

Rosaria entered the bar and your breathing quickened, nerves picking up.

Diluc elbowed you gently, to remind you of all the times you had practiced and let you know that you had it.

You took a deep breath and then asked her if she was willing for an adventure today.

To which she answered, "surprise me."

You began to make your drink and then handed it to her. She took a sip and then nodded, "Impressive. I've seen you practice this often."

You were at a loss for words as you usually were when around Rosaria.

Diluc stepped in and opened the little trapdoor to lead out, "(Y/N), why don't you tell Rosaria how to make the drink. Maybe that way she could make it at home herself."

"Revealing your secret recipe, Master Diluc?" She swished the drink around with an amused face.

Dilic shook his head, "Oh that one doesn't belong to me. It was (Y/N)'s creation." He went back to wiping glassed and putting them away as you went around and headed with Rosaria upstairs to talk.

He'd need a small vacation after this...but he'd be ok. Seeing you smile from afar was enough for him.

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uxorresim · 2 years

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Max Mayfield

max mayfield x gn!reader

prompt: you ask max to teach you how to skate. she reluctantly agrees. but what she doesn't know is that you asked her for a specific reason..

written as platonic

(lowercase intentional) (first x reader story)

“come on y/n you got this!”

you heard max cheer you on from beside you, in hopes that it would encourage you.

“y’know on second thought i’m not so sure about this.”

she was holding on to your hand in an act to prevent you from falling off the board.

“oh come on! you were the one who asked me to teach you.”

“so?”

“so, i’m trying to teach you! you’re not just about to waste my time. you’re learning the basics to day wether you like it or not.”

you let out a sigh wondering how you got yourself in this situation in the first place. well, it all started a while back when max started hanging out with her friend eleven. everything was all fine until you started to feel left out. max and eleven were always going out together never bothering to include you in their gatherings so you felt as though you and max were drifting away from each other. so, an hour ago, max told you she was going out with eleven and so in a moment of spontaneous quick thinking, you asked her to teach you to skate in efforts to spend more time with her. now here you are, 40 minutes later, sitting on a chair with her in front of you cleaning your various scratches and bruises.

"why didn't you tell me about that rock?" you asked her rubbing your head.

"hm..sorry y/n i didn't see it there."

"it's fine. i wasn't paying attention to my surroundings."

"yeah that, and you had your feet positioned wrong."

"way to pour salt into my wound, literally." you said as you winced in pain at the antiseptic solution she put over the scar above your eyebrow.

"sorry...hey, y/n?"

"yeah?"

"is there a reason why you asked me to teach you this time? i mean i've been asking you if you wanted me to teach you for years and you always said no, that you didn't want to risk serious injury. i mean hell, you were always telling me to wear protective gear when i'm skating."

you couldn't decide if you wanted to tell her or not, if you could tell her. but you knew better than to keep this to yourself; it would only make you feel worse so you continued pondering for a moment before silently deciding to tell her.

"i..i'm sorry max. i let my emotions get the best of me and now i'm just sitting here, like a wounded deer look, ... i'm just ... i'm sorry. i'm sorry for wasting your time i know you have betting things to do and i just have to accept that you're moving on in your life ... with your other friends and --" the words just came out as you stumbled upon sentences and let the words spill out. all your pent up emotions came out until max interrupted you.

"woah woah y/n slow down. what are you saying?"

"i'm sorry i know its stupid but ... you've just been hanging out with eleven so much i just feel like i'm being left out and.. i just really don't want to lose you max because, you're my bestfriend and i really don't know if i'd be able to survive sophomore year without you."

it took her a second to process what you just revealed to her but eventually, she looked back up at you with a smile on her face.

"y/n look at me, you're never going to lose me, okay? not over mike, dustin, lucas, or el. you are my bestest friend and i've known you since like forever. i'm not going anywhere y/n" she spoke at you with the most genuine smile you'd ever seen.

"... 'bestest' isn't a word, idiot."

"oh shut up."

you move toward her to pull her into a tight hug. her words, which were sometimes sarcasm, made you feel safe and comforted. as the hug ended she stood up from her position on the floor and held her hand out.

"c'mon, let's go get ice cream."

#max mayfield #stranger things #eleven #mike wheeler #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #max mayfield x y/n #stranger things x reader #platonic x reader #max x reader #uxorresim writes!

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meetmeatthecoda · 2 years

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I was just rewatching the Apothecary and the scene at the beginning where Red wakes up 9 hours after the very first scene panicked and struggling to breathe and having no recollection of what transpired in those 9 hours got me thinking about an established Lizzington AU where Red gets hurt and wakes up in his mobile hospital confused and disorientated and starts panicking and all the doctors' attempts to calm him have little to no effect so Liz (who'd been politely but firmly pushed away from Red by the doctors earlier and has stayed away like a good girl to avoid starting a fight and deriving the doctors' attention from her lover) pushes her way back through and cups Red's cheeks with careful, gentle hands and makes him look her in the eye and speaks softly, soothingly to him: "Hey, Red, it's okay, look at me. It's okay. You're safe, baby. I'm here. We're safe. It's okay..." and Red actually calms down pretty quickly once he has Liz in sights and finally allows the doctors to continue their work so they begrudgingly let Liz stay by Red's side because only with one of her hands in his and the other stroking his cheek and her talking quietly, soothingly to him, progressing from simple reassurances to the plans they've got for the weekends ("If you let the doctors work on you, I might finally agree to that ridiculously insane and absolutely brilliant heist idea you've been nagging me about for the last two weeks, Ray") and how well Agnes is doing at school ("She's already charmed all of her teachers – she clearly takes after her father"), does Red stay calm and relaxed enough for the doctors to do their work... and then, once they're finished, Red probably drifts off to the sound of Lizzy's gentle, melodious voice and the feeling of her thumb stroking his knuckles with an actual smile on his face and Liz falls asleep a little while after him, their hands still intertwined, her head resting besife him on the bed, a satisfied little smile on her face.

So... I thought that you might like to read this, Coda 😅

Also, PS: I'm about to reread Poison Perfect for the umpteenth time, and I have to tell you that I absolutely adore this fic and that it's everything we should have seen in the episode itself 💗🥰💗

Hello, anon!! 🤗 Oh... you are damn right that I might like to read this 🥹🥹🥹 I mean, ANY Lizzington hurt/comfort scenario is gonna be golden, lbr, but this ep in particular??? Prime real estate for a super-sized dose of The Feels™. Not to mention that I'm a total pushover for the Liz-is-the-only-thing-that-can-calm-Red-in-moments-of-crisis trope, that shit is the best, especially if it brings their daughter Agnes into play, omg, you found my Achilles heel 🤯🤯 And OMG Poison Perfect!! 😱 Anon, you are too sweet to praise that fic, it's been so long since I've thought about it, let alone written it, & I'll be honest - you prompted a re-read for me too!! LOL But I can't tell you how happy I am that you CONTINUE to enjoy that fic, that really warms my heart!! Thank you so much for telling me, my friend, & much, much love to you, of course!! 😍🥰❤️

#The Blacklist #Lizzington #The Apothecary #AU #thoughts #headcanons #mine #fanfic #Poison Perfect #ask #anon #omg #this AU is everything #and i'm blown away that you still enjoy poison perfect #thank you so so so much for this ask anon!!#and i'm sorry for the delay of course!!#but much love to you!!#❤️

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merlinpotterandtherandom · 1 year

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5 years since the war ended, and Harry doesn't feel like doing anything else than working, he's an Unspeakable now, he tried being an Auror to please everyone but it was just not it for him, so he transferred to the Unspeakables instead. He drifted away from his friends, except for Neville and Luna, and broke up with Ginny, 'cause they didn't approve he changed careers, so now his life is basically his job. Neville and Luna are not having it, so on a Friday night, Luna just goes straight to Harry's office without being stopped 'cause secretly everyone thinks Harry should live a little, so if his best friend is here is 'cause she has a plan, so Luna just grabs Harry and says they're going to a Muggle club with Neville. In the club, Harry finds himself dancing with a familiar blonde, Draco Malfoy. They even talk a bit and Draco invites Harry to go home with him, and Harry says "If I choose to go with you home, can we take it slow?".

5 years since the war ended, and Draco doesn't like leaving the Malfoy Manor, 'cause if he does, people just spit on him or hex him or even beat him up, Muggle style. Pansy, Blaise, Daphne, Astoria and Theo had enough of this, so on a Friday night they just barge into the Manor and tell Draco they're going to a Muggle club. In the club, Draco finds himself dancing with a familiar brunette, Harry Potter. They even talk a bit and Draco impulsively invites Harry to go home with him. Draco is surprised when Harry even answers "If I choose to go with you home, can we take it slow?".

They go to the Malfoy Manor and when they get inside Draco's room, and they start kissing, but before they can do anything Draco pulls away and he just prays Harry doesn't take it personal. Draco explains that he never did that, so he's not sure what to do and Harry says that they can figure it out with time, 'cause he really meant when he said he wants to take things slow and Harry continues with "I've been dragged through hell and back and I hope you're okay with that."

Both of them are hoping something good can come from this, while secretly thinking "Could you please be gentle with me? My heart is fragile, don't you see? I can't take another break, take another burn I don't want another lesson learned."

Harry is a little hesitant to get close with Draco's friends, 'cause the moment Harry loses Draco means he loses them. Harry a little pessimistic, can you blame him? After everything the went through...Harry seems a little distant at first, but it's just 'cause he's afraid of how this ends, he doesn't want it to end.

Draco is a little hesitant to get close with Harry's friends, 'cause the moment Draco loses Harry means he loses them. Draco a little pessimistic, can you blame him? After everything he's done in the past, he feels he doesn't deserve this. Draco is just not looking for anyone to save him. Draco seems a little distant at first, but it's just 'cause he's afraid of how this ends, he doesn't want it to end.

But once they learn that communication is the key, they sit and have a deep conversation, exposing all the fears and all of the hurt from the past.

Their relationship only grows from that point and 2 years later, they're engaged and get married a year after that. Luna agrees to carry their first kid for them...They end up having twins, a boy and a girl, the girl is blonde with green eyes and the boy is brunette with Luna's eyes, which are pretty close to Draco's, so the kids really end up looking like they're biologically from both of them. They follow the Black tradition to give a space name for the babies. They name the boy Scorpius James Potter-Malfoy and the girl Elara Lily Potter-Malfoy.

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qlossytbh · 2 years

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Could I pls request a jj x reader fic?

So my vision is that JJ and the reader have been that clique, typical best friends but more and jj ends up having a thing with this other girl and starts treats the reader like shit. They have a full argument and then he says something to the reader that breaks their heart but he regrets it, knowing he could lose them and he can’t have that.

Sorry that did not make sense at all but I hope you caught my drift :)

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 ��𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 - 𝐣𝐣𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 jj and you have always been best friends, right up until jj starts hanging out with another girl and things start to stir between the two of you

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 cursing (lots of it), a bit graphic, blood mentions, physical fighting, angsty

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 5.5k

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 I AM BACK! life was kicking me in the booty and i've finally found the motivation to start writing! there are probably a ton of typos and i got lazy towards the end bc i’ve been writing this since ide remember when oof.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

You gaped at Pope in shock, placing a hand over your chest. "You did not."

"Y/n, pineapple does not belong on pizza!" He stressed as you glared at him.

"Yes it does," She pointed a finger at him, chewing on your sandwich. "You've either tried shitty pizza or you just suck as a person,"

"You are a menace to society," Pope sighed. You rolled your eyes and swallowed.

You felt the sun lightly burn the top of your shoulders as you sat between JJ and Kiara on a towel that laid out on the sand, hair still wet and pushed back from the salty water. You and the pogues decided to go over and hit a few waves before noon, and now you were having lunch on the beach, discussing the most groundbreaking unpopular opinions.

"I am not," You groaned, shoving a baby carrot into your mouth.

"Y/n, you are one of the only people here to admit to liking pineapple on pizza." John B said, chewing on his food.

"That is also false," You said, mouth full. You turned to JJ with a proud smile and bumped his shoulder. "JJ agrees with me,"

"You guys all sound like kooks," JJ shot, mouth full of food. "That's not cool,"

Everyone groaned in annoyance as you and JJ giggled with each other.

It had always been like that. You and JJ against the world. You had been best friends since you could speak and it's never been different. You two were always together, getting into some kind of trouble. Started in preschool when you both misplaced items from the play area so no one else could find it and still goes on in high school where you two either make the teacher's lives a living hell or skip classes very frequently.

You two had the same sense of humor. You made jokes about things very often and couldn't take most things seriously. You only really showed that serious side of yourself to JJ as he did with you. You two were comfortable with each other, very touchy. You two were like brothers and sisters

Except without the sibling end of it given how you were basically in love with him since fifth grade.

You don't know how it happened, at first, it was a stupid boy crush every preteen had on some boy, but already surging into 9th grade you realized those feelings never went away. In fact, being older and more mature made you realize how deep those feelings for him actually were and how they weren't going away any time soon.

Everyone knew. And you knew they knew, but it didn't bother you because JJ remained completely oblivious. Not that it was his fault, he did-

"Shit," JJ cursed, taking out his vibrating phone from his pocket and face dropping. You raised a brow at him as the group directed their attention to him.

"Everything ok?" You asked.

"Yeah it's just Sophie give me a sec," He raised his phone to his ears as you looked away, chewing on your food to distract yourself from the jealousy that infected you. "Hey, babe,"

JJ's face scrunched, "What? No- I didn't think you'd want- Ok and I get that but-"

You looked at John B and lifted your eyebrow while tilting your head to the side, signaling how you knew JJ was in for it. Kiara and Sarah looked at each other and then at you, but you nodded their way, signaling you were fine.

"Ok- Yes Im sorry-" He rubbed his temple. "I didn't mean that sarcastically I- Fine, just- just give me a few minutes."

And with that he hung up, sighing deeply. No one wanted to break the awkward silence that had shifted amongst the group, so you took the job.

"That sounded," You strained your lip. "Intense..?"

"Sophies pissed because I didn't show up at her kook event last night," He put his foot down. "And now she wants me to go over to her house to properly apologize,"

Sophie Kremford, yet another kook princess who had somehow managed to get her hands on the one and only JJ Maybank. You never knew how that happened, JJ wasn't one to randomly get in a relationship, let alone with a kook of all people.

She was very well put together, spoilt, aggravatingly annoying but what else could you do other than be a good friend to JJ. That's all you could do. The relationship was very recent, but it hurt you every time, seeing them together.

"You're leaving?" You ask, face falling as you watched him get up.

"Yeah," He smiled sadly reaching a hand out for you to give you a small squeeze goodbye. "I don't want to piss her off even more."

JJ said his goodbyes to the rest and you watched him walk off the beach. You turned and saw everyone's eyes on you. You stared at them, confused.

"What?" You asked innocently.

"I don't know how you do it," Sarah said.

"Do what?" You furrowed your brows, letting out a little laugh as you began to collect the garbage left from your food.

"You play your feelings off well you know," Pope interrupted. "But it doesn't work on us."

You stopped for a split second and scoffed, trying to shake away the butterfly's filling your stomach.

"I'm still lost," You said, not fully understanding what they were trying to get at.

"How are you so ok with the fact that JJs with that kook?" John B spoke up.

"Im his best friend and I hate her more than I've ever hated anyone." Kiara groaned.

"It doesn't affect me because I'm his best friend, and I support his relationships," You explained, shrugging while putting all the wrappers into a small disposable bag.

"Bullshit." John B shot. You looked up at him and sighed.

"You two can't possibly be just best friends," Pope said. "That would be worse than you saying you like pineapple on pizza."

You deadpanned at Pope, rolling your eyes soon after. "Were just friends. Nothing else. Promise."

Although you wanted to believe your words, you couldn't. Because something about the connection you and JJ had was too deep to be friendly. The eye contact you two sought comfort in was too intense. The sometimes obvious, sometimes not, physical contact between you too was too present.

But no matter how much you feel the need to confront the topic, he was dating Sophie. And you couldn't do anything about that as his best friend.

Kiara hummed to herself. "Sure you are."

You tried hiding the red that painted your cheeks, maybe being able to blame the sun. You tried ignoring the butterflies that filled your stomach. JJ was your best friend.

And as much as you didn't approve of Sophie, you had to for the sake of your relationship.

"Hear me out," You said trying to diverge the topic of conversion. "Plane food is good."

Pope audibly gasped. "Out."

You leaned against the wall, heart beating fast. You swallowed roughly as your breath staggered feeling him get closer to you. You counted to 3, squinting your eyes shut.

When you got to one you swiftly turned the corner and launched the water balloon at John B, hitting him square in the chest as he let out a groan in pain.

"Ha!" You victoriously cheered as he wiped the mud off the corner of his eye. Something you and JJ introduced to the group was water balloon fights except instead of water, the small latex balloons were filled with mud

You two said it was very 'therapeutic' and it helped 'relieve stress'.The others said it was stupid until they tried it and it became a fun thing you all liked to do with each other.

Your face dropped as John B crouched down, smirk etched onto his face as he scooped a handful of mud and began walking towards you.

"John B, that is against the rules-" You accused as you quickly turned your back, screaming as you ran towards the entrance of the Chateau.

John B managed to catch up to you and when he did, he wrapped his free arm around you tightly and slapped the mud onto the side of your face.

You screamed as you squirmed around desperately in the grip of his arms. Once he felt satisfied with his work, he pushed away chuckling to himself.

"That was totally unfair-" You felt a harsh slap onto your back, causing your face to twist in pain as you turned around and saw Sarah giggling widely, covered in mud as well.

"I think that one had a pebble-" You groaned, trying to reach for the spot on your back but failing.

Another ballon came your way but you managed to dodge it.

"This isn't everyone against me you shitheads," You said looking over at Pope who glared at you.

"You just wasted my last balloon,"

"Not my fault your aim sucks," You stuck your tongue out as Pope rolled his eyes.

You sighed deeply, feeling much more relieved than you had when you came over. You were having a bad day and the Pogues came through. You looked at Kiara whose face fell as she glared at something behind you.

"Incoming..." She scoffed before looking away. You turned around and saw JJ and Sophie walking towards you.

"Hey guys," JJ shouted. You smiled.

"Took you long enough," You said. "We were gonna wait for you but everyone started attacking me so I had to take cover.."

"We're still mad about the plane food statement," Pope shot, causing you to roll your eyes.

You looked at Sophie who glared your way. You shifted on your heels looking over at John B.

"Can't believe I missed our thing," He whined playfully as he walked over to you.

"You've got one last chance to get dirty," You said holding your arms out which he gladly took as he wrapped you into a tight hug. You stood on your toes as he buried his face into your neck.

Sophie stood behind, and she gave the two of you a nasty look. You caught it from JJs shoulder but you ignored it anyway.

"There," You smiled, patting his chest as you saw the imprints your muddy body had left on his white shirt. "Now it's like you were here."

JJ smiled as you looked into his eyes. The sound of someone clearing their throat loudly interrupted you, causing you to look behind him.

"Right-" You fumbled nervously. "Hey, Sophie I'm-"

"Y/n, yeah JJ has told me too much about you." She smiled sarcastically. You began to feel that familiar feeling of discomfort while talking to her.

"Well, it's nice to meet you..!" You chuckled awkwardly holding a hand out for her to shake. She stared at your hand in disgust, probably due to the mud.

As Sophie flipped her hair, you realized how pretty she actually was. You looked down at her clothing. She had a green tube top paired with a pair of Levi light washed shorts that stocked up her legs and white heeled sandals. Paired with multiple, presumably gold earrings, chains, and rings.

Her hair was clean and her makeup was perfect. As you watched her scan your muddy t-shirt paired with your muddy shorts and messy hair, you couldn't help but fall slightly self-conscious.

She was a kook. She looked perfect. She was perfect. And you were beginning to realize why JJ had started dating her.

"You look, interesting, don't you?” She smiled tightly. You looked at her, sensing her sarcasm a mile away. Your eyebrows furrowed.

"Care to elaborate?"

"You just look," She continued, glancing down and resting her eyes on your arms and stomach. "Dirty."

"Well, what's that supposed to mean, kook?" Kiara shot. You looked at the girl, stunned.

Kiara was about to swing at her. "Let's just go get my things, babe,"

JJ leaned over pecking her lips and walked past you two not saying a word. You watched them walk past you with a slightly hurt expression. Clearly, he had heard what she said, and while it wasn't the worse thing a kook had said to you, it wasn't like JJ to sit around letting people talk to you like that, much less when it was backhanded.

You didn't put much thought into it, turning to John B and giving him a tense half-smile. He looked over at Sophie before walking close behind you alone with the rest, Kiara sending her one last nasty look.

JJ stopped coming over as much as he used to. He blamed it on Sophie and her social and personal needs. You knew there was some sort of meaning to it because whenever he was near you and the Pogues he was extremely weird about it, specifically with you

He'd randomly get defensive, he didn't look as happy as he used to be. His smile wasn't as bright as it used to be and you missed him more than you'd care to admit.

Hanging out with him for the first time in forever about 2 weeks ago made you realize it could potentially be easy to bury the feelings you had for him, but as soon as he smiled you caught yourself realizing if it even was as easy as you planted it out to be.

But at this point, you didn't care about your romantic feelings, you just wanted your best friend back.

You dragged the wet rag across the freshly used table in the corner of the cut. You whistled over at Kie who walked in with the other Pogues.

Kies parents managed to get you a job at the cut and much to their surprise you were a great employee, maybe even better than their own daughter. You were always on time and constantly offered to do more shifts than asked. You liked keeping your hands full and what better than cleaning dirty dishes and taking orders from sometimes snobby people.

It helped you get out of your comfort zone, and it's why you needed right now.

"Go wait for me at table eight, my shifts already over," You said glancing at the clock that read eight pm.

You walked into the back of the kitchen, taking off your dirty apron and reassuring yourself that the fries you all always ordered were cooking for your friends.

When you walked out of the back, you saw your friends chatting with each other, smiles wide with the addition of a mop of blonde hair in the farthest seat of the left-hand side of the booth.

"JJ," You smiled, feeling your heart swell at the sight of him. You climb into the booth behind them and stepped over the barrier, claiming your own seat across JJ on the right-hand side. "Finally, you awaken from the dead."

He lets out an exhausted sigh. "That I do,"

"How's things with Sophie?" Pope pushed. You forced your smile as he looked at you briefly and then back at Pope.

"Oh- you know, same old same old," He shrugged, smiling weakly. You could tell the smile wasn't exactly reaching his eyes.

You heard a timer go off in the back. You groaned resting your forehead on the table. "Does someone want to get that for us? My legs are about to fall off."

The others looked at each other, somewhat agreeing on something silently. Something you weren't able to catch.

"Me and Sarah will get the uhm- ketchup," John B perked. Sarah stammered awkwardly beside him.

"Yeah! You- Like it with your- your fries!" They both got up from beside JJ and left the table.

"I'll get the fries!" Kiara stood beside you. "Pope,"

Pope cocked his brow at Kiara, and when Kiara strained her face and subtly tilted it in your direction you knew what was going on. You groaned internally but smiled at them nonetheless.

His face settled with realization. "Oh!- Yeah!- I'll uhm- come with you..?"

You both watched as they both left the table rapidly. You watched both pairs leave the room. You look down at your hands before trying to adjust to the newborn atmosphere that settled between the two of you.

"How have you been?" You said smiling at JJ as you picked at your nails while looking over at him. "I feel like it's been forever since we've seen each other? You're not avoiding me, are you Maybank?"

You meant it with humor, but the blonde seemed to react with anything but. He shrugged. "I've just been busy."

You strained your lips, feeling the sudden awkwardness react in your body. "You ok?"

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I don't know, you've been genuinely," You shrugged a bit. “I don't know, distant...?"

You reach a hand out for his. "You just don't seem like yourself."

"I get it, but it's not really your business," He pulled back before you could reach him, placing his hands silently in his lap. “No offense."

Your heart dropped into your stomach as you closed your gaping mouth shut, confusion beginning to settle in. You did take offense to it, a lot.

"Ok, offense taken," You pushed your back against the cushion behind you, opting for the space between you two to increase. "I was just asking."

"Yeah well, I get what you feel, but I don't think it's like that at all, I've just been busy,"

"With Sophie?" You scoffed rolling your eyes as you turned your head to the side.

"What is your problem with her? Everything's fine-" He asks, brows knit in anger.

"Please JJ, I know you better than that." You cut through, eyes burning into his. "And my problem is that ever since you've gotten with Sophie, all you've become is a snob. You've shut everyone you care about out, especially me. I mea, what are you even doing with a girl like that?"

"Me? What about you?" He scoffed. "You've been acting weird since I got with Sophie."

"Because I don't like her." You defended.

"Well, I don't believe it's just that." He shot. Your mouth clamped shut. Why were you two fighting? This was the first time you'd seen each other in weeks and the first thing he does is snap at you. "Maybe Sophie was right."

You perked your chin. "Right about what?"

"That you're being a jealous bitch." He spat.

You couldn’t contain your shock as you let out a dry laugh, raising your eyebrows with avail. You had never, and you mean ever heard JJ talk to you with such aggression.

It felt horrible. Your throat burned dry, and your heart felt heavy as the lump in your throat grew stronger. You felt like crying.

Your best friend suddenly grew this newfound aggression towards you. And you did nothing but be there for him through absolutely everything and he's still defending his 2-day old girlfriend over the person who knew how to cheer him up and to be there and comfort him when he was down, how to make him laugh and brighten up immediately.

The thought of him being so utterly oblivious angered you beyond words, and you were fed up.

"Fuck you," You spat. You hated talking to him like that. You’d only ever cursed him out once before, and it had previously been because he had stepped on your toes when you were eleven. It made him feel a pang of guilt.

You stood up abruptly and pointed at him. "I am so sick of your petty bullshit JJ, grow the fuck up."

You rushed out of the booth grabbing your bags and heading towards the door.

JJ remained quiet before getting up with a groan as he rushed behind you while you stomped out the front door. He kept calling your name but you weren't going to stop and hear him out. That was until he grabbed your arm and pulled you around causing you to let out a frustrated groan.

“Y/n, you’re overreacting!” He shot. You laughed even more, still rushing over to your car.

“Sure I am!” You shot back.

“I don’t get what the big deal is!-“

"Stop it!" You seethed through your teeth, spinning swiftly on your heel to face him. "I can't do this shit anymore JJ!"

"Do what?" He asked just as intensely.

"This-!" You gesture between the two of you. "This thing!"

You couldn't find the right words for what you were trying to say. He twisted his brows in confusion, looking at your eyes. "I have been your best friend through everything, through thick and thin and I have never once left your side!"

"I know that," He sighed.

"Then why can't you see all of the things I've given up for you and how much I actually care for you?! The second Sophie came into the picture I'm treated like some other Pogue." You yelled through the evident strain in your voice.

He watched you, eyebrows buried in concern as everything you were saying was slowly sinking into his brain. He opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out.

"Do you seriously not realize..?" Your voice became small as you looked at him through painful eyes. He took a step towards you and towered over you.

"Realize what y/n?!" He stressed back at you. "God, you're being so confusi-"

"That I'm fucking in love with you!" Your chest heaved up and down and you were seeing red. The rush of adrenaline had allowed you to spit out what you were actually feeling. He felt the wind get knocked out of him. He stared at you wide-eyed, words completely out of his mouth.

"And you failed to see that I've been here this whole time while Sophie turned you into the person we used to hate." You pushed him back. "So forget it."

"Y/n-" He tried, grabbing at your wrist.

"Im done!" Your voice wavered as you pulled your hand away from his grip. You felt your eyes burning as the sudden realization of you needing to cry settled in.

“And i’m not about to fucking cry over you-“ You pushed him away fully and turned to make your way to the car with every sane piece you felt you had, still attached to him and only him.

And he stood there realizing he should've ignored his fear a long time ago, and gone for you the second he realized he was in love with you too.

You cleared your throat as a kook wrapped his arm around your body while the heat from the fire hit your face softly.

"Yeah sorry," You shifted, pulling his arm off of you. "Not in the mood."

He scoffed and walked away, probably feeling as if his ego had been severely bruised. You look over at Kiara, nearly laughing but holding it in since he was still close enough to hear.

It had been only a few days since the whole incident with JJ and you couldn't tell how you were feeling. Somehow you've made an awfully confusing peace with the fact that you may never speak to him again in a long time, despite him being your best friend. It was still hurting you every day, and the note you two ended on hurt even more. But a side of you saw this coming when you acknowledged your feelings for him.

You sighed, resting your elbows on your knees and holding your chin in your hand. You looked up and caught a glimpse of JJ arriving at the kegger you were at.

He looked over at you and you felt your heart begin to flutter. It felt like falling for him all over again and you hated it, but you also somehow missed the feeling. You felt your throat close as you offered him a soft smile. He smiled back weakly before John B rushed to him punching his shoulder and greeting him.

You kicked a small rock, feeling more alone and more confused than ever.

"Hey," Sarah said walking over to you. "How are you holding up?"

You looked over at the blonde with a soft smile as she placed a hand on your back, rubbing comforting circles onto it.

"Any news from you know who?" She tilted her head in JJs direction. You smiled weakly shaking your head.

"Nope." You said popping the P as you sat up. Her hand fell from your back.

Sarah had always been a close friend to you since she started dating John B, and while you absolutely loved talking to Kie, you felt bad talking about JJ to another one of his closest friends.

"I'm sure it'll die down," Sarah suggested, you looked over at her and deadpanned.

"I told him I loved him."

"People sometimes.. forget..?" She gave you an awkward smile as she shrugged her shoulders. You let out a laugh and shook your head, looking out at the beach.

From the corner of your eye, you saw someone stomping their way over towards you. When you looked over and saw Sophie heading towards you and Sarah with an absolutely pissed expression plastered across your face, you cursed internally knowing you were in for it.

It still didn't shock you less when she was a few inches away from your face that she raised her hand, smacking you across the cheek. Sarah gasped beside you as people from all around you turned and things went quiet at the sound of her hand smacking against the skin of your cheek.

Your mouth fell open as your hand immediately flew to the burning sensation she left on your left cheek. You were in too much shock to give a crap about the pain. When you finally turned to look up at Sohpie, who stood with a firm stance in front of you.

"You are a two-faced bitch." She spat into your face pointing a very threatening and aggressive finger at your face. Rage began to seep into you as your senses began kicking in again.

"Okay, get your fucking finger out of my face," You said smacking her hand away from you and pushing yourself up. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to?"

"Y/n," Sarah mumbled as a warning while she scooched backward, still not wanting to get anywhere near the two flaming teenagers.

"Me and JJ broke up," Your eyebrows twisted in confusion. You glanced over at everyone whispering around you. "And I know that's exactly what you wanted to hear."

“How is that my problem?” You defended. You looked up at the merely taller girl. You kept a firm posture, not letting her pushing her face into your own scare you.

"You want everything to yourself and you cant keep your nose out of other people's business." She strained, teeth gritted. You clenched your fists. "You dirty ass Pogue-"

She shoved you by the shoulders roughly, nearly sending you tumbling over the log you were sitting on, but you managed to find your balance to push yourself back up. You wanted to be the more mature person in this conversation, but if this kook wanted to get her hands dirty then so did you.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" You pushed her back with just as much force, maybe even more as anger began to blur your vision. Everyone started chanting around you and you could hear Sarah and Kiara yelling at you to step down. Bullshit. "You ever thought that maybe he just doesn't want to be associated with a spoiled kook who looks like you?"

With the sarcastic smile plastered on your face, it was enough for her to let out a strained screech and run towards you, tackling your body over the log and onto the ground. The wind was knocked out of your body as your back slammed against the sand with her body on top of yours. She moved quickly, sitting onto your stomach as she locked you underneath her legs and nagged your face with a nasty punch to your nose.

You, however, were quicker as you reached up and grabbed her with both hands by the hair yanking her to the side with a grunt, despite the pain in your nose. Her body fell off of your own as she tried to pry your hands out of her hair with a high-pitched scream.

You flipped over, positioning yourself onto her body now, and swung two punches right into her right cheek. Just as you were about to send the third on towards her nose, someone grabbed you by the arm and yanked you off her.

You didn't need to look back to know it was John B as you kicked and fought, wanting with everything in your body to go back and show that fucking kook everything she deserves. Anger was boiling through you and you weren't able to control it.

Your heart dropped slightly when you saw JJ rush over to Sophie. You gave up underneath John Bs grip as your face fell slightly. Your brows however furrowed quickly as you shoved yourself off of John B, turning with one last glance at the couple.

"Fuck you Y/N L/N!" She screamed as you turned your back onto them. You raised a hand, flipping her off and continuing your way towards your bike.

You heard JJ shout your name, and you fumbled in your tracks, momentarily thinking of stopping and turning to him hoping by some miracle this was all a stupid nightmare. But alas, you're legs continued to carry you forward as tears threatened to spill from your sharp gaze.

Your head hurt and you could feel blood trickling down your nose and onto your lips. You huffed, determined to get the hell out of there.

"Y/N!" Sarah said as she watched you stumble as you pulled the bike up and off the floor. You felt dizzy.

"Y/N, do not get on that bike," You heard JJs voice call out. You froze, staring at the floor and eyebrows knitting together. A part of you wanted to stay, and cry and say sorry for everything you ruined by telling JJ how you actually felt, but another did not care in the slightest.

With that, you huffed getting onto the bike and riding towards the Chateau.

"Y/N!" A voice shouted through the front door of the Chateau. You rolled your eyes, continuing to clean the blood off your bloody bruised nose.

"Yes John B?" You called out from your bathroom. You heard other voices of complaints and footsteps gather into the house along with his.

You scrunched your nose, wincing in pain at the movement and cringing at the purple that surrounded your nose and the left of your right eye from the reflection of the mirror. You turned briefly as the door flew open, revealing a shaken-up John B.

"Are you fucking stupid?" He asked.

"No..?" You responded, not entirely confident in your answer. "Look, I get that you may have been worried about me or something-"

"Oh, he wasn't the one that was worried." JJ's cold voice cut through as he leaned into the doorframe. You looked at John B who sighed and raised his hands in defense, walking away and leaving the two of you be.

"What do you want?" You asked, lifting your head in the mirror and wiping the cotton underneath your nose.

"What is wrong with you?" He asks, clearly pissed.

"You drink god knows how much and then your dumbass gets on a fucking bike, ride away, alone, and-" He runs his hands through his hair, letting out an exasperated sigh, maybe even a groan at that.

"I wasn’t even that drunk, and riding with my nose in this state wasn’t that hard.” You deadpanned, clearly not giving him any attention.

“Are you done?” You asked, signing with frustration He opened his mouth to talk but stopped himself halfway. He glanced at the bathroom sink, seeing your dried blood along the white ceramic.

"Are we ever going to talk about what you said to me?"

"There's nothing to talk about." You ignored the color rising towards your cheek.

"I broke up with Sophie." You looked down. You knew, but hearing him say it with such a softness in his tone made the hairs on your neck stand.

"What does that have to do with me?” You said, still not looking towards him.

"A lot." You felt his hand rest atop of the one you used to balance yourself against the counter. Your body tensed as your gaze shifted from his hand on top of yours to his gaze. He stepped closer to you.

"The way that kook spoke and treated you made me so fucking mad," He started, looking down at your hands touching. Your lips parted as you tried to read his expression, failing completely. "And it made me realize that I was with Sophie just to try and ignore what I was actually feeling.."

"JJ," You swallowed.

“I’m not finished.” He cut through, allowing you to clamp your mouth shut. “I never acknowledged how I felt because I knew that our friendship was more important than any feelings I could begin to develop.”

He rubbed his thumb across your hand. “And then I told you how I felt…” You guessed.

“You told me how you felt,” He agreed. There was a silence, a sudden realization that hung in the air. You swallowed thickly and looked up at JJ. He stared back at you until his gaze momentarily slipped to your lips.

Suddenly, he drew his body closer to yours. He brought his hand up to your cheeks, trying to be careful with your nose. You watched him carefully.

“I love you too, invade you wanted to know.” His breath hovered and intertwined with your own before his lips fell onto yours and your knees went weak. You felt all anger and all resentment flow out of every inch of your body, being replaced with the feeling of lightness and electricity through your arms and legs.

Sure JJ had a weird way of dealing with his feelings, and so did you. You weren't direct, you were quiet. And he was probably the complete opposite, but you knew that despite everything, he belonged to you and only you.

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Slow Ride

Characters: 70's!Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 3,140

Note: I was sitting here thinking, I have NOT written a Dazed & Confused fic yet, so I've gotta change that. Everyone in this fic is 18+, although it is based on the movie, and does involve some high school speak. Anyway, this is based on my all-time favorite movie, and I was so excited to write this!! So, that means you all get a second fanfiction this week :)

Also, miiight do more scenarios with 70s Kylo with concerts, other parties, etc. If you like this AU, feel free to shoot me a request based off of it!

Enjoy!

Contents/Warnings: Alcohol, cheating, unprotected sex, cannabis, smoking, outdoor sex, light hair pulling, public sex

You watched as Kylo kissed his girlfriend, folding your arms as you waited for him to catch up to you and your two other friends. You always had a thing for him throughout high school and were a bit disappointed that the experience would be ending, and before you knew it you’d be off to college. The dark-haired male was your best friend throughout all of grade school, and you found yourself sadder every day that you could drift apart during college.

When he finally was done playing tonsil hockey with the blonde, he shot you a large grin, purposely bumping into you as you walked. Your small group talked in what seemed like an endless conversation, many small giggles, and shared looks between you and Kylo. The other two that joined you both drifted off into separate classrooms, leaving you and your best friend to have no choice but to make a final appearance in your shared class.

“What a year, hm?” Kylo mused, watching you read your book. You placed your bookmark, head turning to him. You nodded, silently agreeing with him. God, the things that ran through your brain when you were with him.

“Crazy it’s over,” you replied back, opening up your book once more. Kylo nodded, giving you another smile, your eyes wandered to the door, where one of his other friends was standing.

“Think Williams wants your attention,” you pointed out, giving Kylo a nudge. The black-haired male stood up, holding up his hand as if telling you to wait a second. You watched him disappear into the hall, knowing he may not return for the rest of the class period.

Within no time, you felt the cover of your book slam onto your hand, eyes falling back to Kylo, whose arm was touching the front cover.

“Can I help you?” You asked, shooting an innocent, confused look at the male. It had only been about ten minutes since you began reading again, and Kylo was already interrupting you.

“You hear about the party at Nick’s?” Kylo asked, ripping the book away from you, flipping through the pages, and pretending to read it.

“Yeah, I heard about it, do you want me to show up?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. Kylo nodded, grinning wide.

“Of course, I need my partner in crime there with me,” he beamed, dropping your book in front of you.

Kylo was the star quarterback of the football team, there was no way he wasn’t admired as one of the kings of the school. He would have girls on him every weekend after games, nobody truly respected his girlfriend. She was a cheerleader, always running with the popular crowd, but was notorious for being a slut. Nonetheless, she was always on Kylo’s arm, and you always wanted it to be you.

You weren’t popular, or anything by that means. You got along with pretty much everyone and hung out with a multitude of friend groups. However, you were always invited to the parties when someone’s parents were out of town.

When the bell rang, you figured you would ditch school early, and change into a different outfit for the after-school hazing. It was a yearly ritual, where the seniors would haze the incoming freshmen.

When you got home, you changed into a “Class of ‘76” shirt, as well as some jean shorts. You decided that was enough, brushing your hair once again before getting into your Volkswagen Beetle, heading back to the school parking lot.

Upon arrival, you saw Kylo hanging out with the rest of the jock crowd, locking your car and tucking your keys in your pocket before giddily bouncing up to them. Kylo pulled you into his side, causing the others to look at you. They always speculated you two would be together and constantly pestered your best friend to ask you out on at least one date. He never did, so the pestering continued.

Kylo walked with you to the back of the school, where you’d both wait for the cars filled with freshmen girls. You had waited years to be able to do this, after all, it was done to you. You sat on the trunk of Kylo’s Pontiac, hands in your lap as you saw the car fulls get unloaded.

The hazing went on and you had to admit, unloading bottles of condiments onto kids younger than you, as well as flour and other miscellaneous sticky things, made you laugh. You were never very malicious, so you happened to give the girls near you a break. No adult had ever bothered to stop anyone from hazing, so you all thought it was normal tradition.

When it was all said and done, you hopped into one of the trucks with some friends, promising Kylo you’d see him later. You talked the whole way, dropping off the girls after putting them through a car wash. It was a way to get the cars, as well as the new freshmen clean.

Meanwhile, the incoming freshmen boys were running from the seniors, trying to not get paddled. You could not imagine how bad that had to have hurt. As you dropped girls off at their homes, you watched these teenage boys running for their lives. You all giggled, continuing until you had no girls left.

Your friend, Danielle, who was driving the truck dropped you back off at the school, waved you off when you got into your car. You ended up driving back home, knowing you had to pick all of your friends up later. You passed the time by reading once again, turning on one of your favorite records.

The evening came around, leaving you to pick up three of your close friends, driving over to Nick’s house. The four of you managed to get up to the door and knock, seeing Nick’s father and apologizing, saying you had the wrong house before quickly walking back to your car. You sighed, the party being ruined for you all.

Luckily, you knew that the rec center was open later in the summer. You parked close to the front, the four of you getting out once again and heading to the front of the building. You saw Kylo up against the wall, three of the jocks standing next to him, and a fourth male, who had graduated three years prior. You stood close to your best friend, winking at the others, letting them continue their own conversation. You had no interest in their car talk, or whatever they wanted to do to soup up your little car.

“I assume you went over to Nick’s as well?” Kylo asked, raising his eyebrows at you.

“Unfortunately,” you replied, laughing. “That’s something, I didn't expect to get death stared.”

Kylo grinned at you, undoing his belt to hold a pipe to his lips. You thought that was the coolest thing he owned. It was so easy for him to disguise his smoking habits. He motioned the pipe toward you, and you held your hand up, signaling you didn’t want any at the moment.

He blew the smoke in your face, making you roll your eyes.

“Are you serious?” You asked, waving the smoke away, giving him a fake scoff.

Within seconds there was a body placed in between you two, shoving you out of the way. It was Katherine, Kylo’s girlfriend, once again, coming to ruin your mood. She gave Kylo a peck on the lips, it was like she wanted anyone but you to have him. He smacked her ass as she walked away, causing her to gasp, followed by a giggle.

You turned your body back to Kylo, a blank expression now plaguing your once smiling face. He shrugged, stepping closer to you.

“Men are pigs,” you spoke up, looking him in the eyes. Kylo rolled his eyes, shaking his head at you.

“Not very much of a pig when it’s your own girlfriend.”

That caused you to shrug back, placing your back against the wall. You quietly listened to the conversation Kylo had next to you, checking your nails.

“Guys!”

A familiar voice shouted, seeing Nick come into view. Several groans and voices seemed shocked to see him there. He wore a short-sleeved button-down, with no undershirt, and left all of the buttons undone to expose his bare chest. Behind him, his girlfriend, Darlene, followed.

“Listen, we got a few kegs in the woods, I’m spreading the word, all of you need to come on down and finish them, we aren’t leaving until they’re gone.”

That was a done deal to you, you wanted to get drunk and party. You waited for people to start piling out, as it was never your intention to be early to anything.

“You wanna ride with us?” Kylo asked, leaning down to smile at you.

“I dunno, is your girlfriend going to be there?” You retorted, your best friend shaking his head.

You, Kylo, and two other stoned jocks piled into the Pontiac. Kylo immediately retrieved a joint from his glovebox, lighting it up. He passed it to you after two puffs, angling the smoke to blow downward with his lips. You inhaled the rolled cigarette for a few seconds, holding in the smoke while you passed it into the backseat.

You held your arm out the window, feeling the perfect summer air. You loved this time of year, it was perfect for night drives, and the temperature stayed perfect all evening. You always had a thing for the yellow hue of the streets at night, and you had no idea why.

“Hey.”

Kylo snapped you out of your thoughts. You looked over at him, who was starting to get out of the car. Parked already? You slowly got out, already feeling some effects of the joint smoked on the way there.

Kylo got you a beer, holding his cup to yours. You shared a smile, both taking a swig of the alcohol.

Three or four beers later, you stumbled back to find Kylo, holding up a joint that you had stashed in your bra. He walked over to you, a new cup in his hand. He followed behind you in the woods until it was just the two of you, away from the crowd. You placed the joint between your lips, reaching into the pocket Kylo kept his lighter in.

He took the lighter from you, lighting the joint for you. You inhaled, looking Kylo in the eyes the entire time. You blew the smoke in his direction, earning a hazy grin from him. You moved one step closer to him, one of his hands finding a home on your hip. You placed the joint in between his lips, keeping your fingers around it.

The tension between you two could be cut with a knife. He took the joint from you, holding it between his own two fingers. He held the smoke in, leaning down to put his lips onto yours. You were a bit shocked, feeling him release the smoke into your mouth.

You broke from the kiss, turning your head to the side and blowing out the smoke. You raised your eyebrows before your arm curled around his neck, bringing him down to kiss you once more. You moved your hips toward him, his hands holding his cup behind you.

Kylo pulled you into him, his tongue fighting past your lips. You both fought for dominance, your hand moving to his cheek. The black-haired male moved a hand up your shirt, which made you pull away from him even further. A little making out was fine, but did he really expect to get you all alone in the woods like this?

“Kylo, what about your girlfriend?”

He scoffed, shaking his head.

“What girlfriend?” He looked a bit upset, looking into the distance. He backed away from you, holding his cup to his lips once more.

“She’s been cheating on me.”

Kylo spoke, leaving you both in silence at the statement. You took a drink from your own cup, holding it with both hands. You pursed your lips, unable to help feeling bad for him.

“Sorry to hear that,” you spoke out after a second, turning back to Kylo.

He shrugged, pulling you back into him.

“You want to do this?” He asked, leaning down to rest his forehead on yours. You grinned, pecking at the corners of his lips.

You downed the rest of your beer, tossing the cup to the side, Kylo doing the same. You noticed he relit the joint, not letting it go to waste. He took a long inhale, placing it in your mouth before helping you out of your shirt, tossing it on the ground. You cringed a bit at your clothes getting dirty, but it was nothing the washing machine couldn’t fix.

You pulled off his shirt, letting it pile up with yours. You took an inhale from the joint while Kylo undid your tight jeans, pressing a kiss to your closed center. You hummed down at him, licking your lips, holding the joint between your two fingers. You leaned up against a large tree, letting him tug down your pants.

Kylo pushed your panties to the side, quickly lapping at your clit, diving two fingers into your entrance. You moaned out softly, bucking your hips onto him. He moved your hips onto his lips more, letting you buck and grind against his lips, humming against you.

“Fuck,” you whined out, tilting your head back against the tree. Kylo brought you to orgasm, sucking your clit all the way through, helping you come down. When he pulled away from you, he showed just how drenched his fingers were, tucking them into his mouth.

You found it incredibly attractive, bringing him closer to you. He undid your bra, hands finding your breasts. His lips kissed down, sucking on one of your nipples, pinching and rolling the other with two of his fingers.

Everything felt better when you were drunk, and the fact you had Kylo right where you wanted him was even better. You undid his jeans, crouching down when you saw his cock fall out of his boxers. You took Kylo’s cock into your mouth, looking up at his face contorting into pure pleasure as you took him down your throat. You licked up and down his shaft, sucking one of his balls into your mouth as you jerked his cock.

You enjoyed his groans of pleasure, forcing your head down further onto his cock. You gagged on him, pulling off and leaving a trail of saliva from the head of his cock to your swollen, pink lips.

“So good,” Kylo mumbled, grabbing your shoulders and helping you stand. He brought his lips to yours once more before turning you around, bending you over.

You set both of your hands against the tree, wiggling your ass slightly for him. You licked at your lips, turning your head to look behind you. Kylo began to grind the tip of his head against your folds. You whined, begging for him to put it in already.

When you felt him inside, your head dropped in front of you. You expected him to be a decent size, but not this big. You swallowed harshly as he bottomed out, beginning to thrust into you at a quick rate. His hand found its way into your hair, pulling your head back as he pounded into you.

You pulsed your walls around him, causing him to slow his hips, slamming into you harder. You had no doubt there were people who could hear you all the way by the kegs, but you didn’t mind, in fact, you loved the way Kylo was making you his, and so close to people.

You could tell he was starting to get close, and you weren’t far behind him. He reached a hand around in front of you, rubbing your clit in circles. You closed your eyes, jaw dropping. Your legs shook, nearly collapsing, leaving Kylo to hold you up.

“Close,” Kylo groaned, continuing his thrusts inside of you.

“Me too,” you managed to whine out.

Kylo was a gentleman, making you feel fireworks and see stars before he even thought about pulling out of you. As your orgasm ripped through you, you practically screamed out for him, one of your arms flying back to grab at his arm.

He held you up, quickly pulling out of you and cumming on your back. You felt his hot ropes coat your back, still out of it from your own orgasm. You listened to Kylo’s grunts and swears, looking back at him once he rode out his high.

“God,” he breathed, laughing out a bit.

He left you clinging to the tree, folding his shirt inside out to wipe off your back.

“That’s gross, Kylo, you’ve gotta put that on.”

“And? It’s inside out, not like everyone is going to see.”

You rolled your eyes, holding onto him, letting him help you get redressed. Once you were both decent again, you both slowly walked back toward the rest of the party. Your legs shook as you walked, seeing Kylo’s jock friends know exactly what went down.

Kylo sat you on the back of his car once again, leaning against it himself. You both awkwardly laughed when asked what went down, explaining it was just talking and smoking a joint. Nobody had believed you, but that was to be expected.

You noticed people were beginning to leave, as the kegs had run out. You assumed they were all going to find somewhere to crash for the entire next day. Kylo’s girlfriend passed by once more, shooting you one of her looks. You watched Kylo willingly kiss her as if nothing had just happened between you two.

You looked away, rolling your eyes. When she and her friends were out of sight, your best friend turned to you once again. He looked apologetic to you but had no time to apologize as he was saying goodbye to his own friends.

“Well, I’ve sobered up a ton. Do you want to go get breakfast and crash at my place? My parents love you, and you know that.”

You couldn’t say no to Kylo, you never could. He opened the passenger side door for you, helping you get situated. Even when you were slightly annoyed with him, he was always such a gentleman.

When he got in on his own side, he looked at you, leaning over to place a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I’ll break up with her soon, no issue, doll.”

You rolled your eyes once more, mocking him. You knew he probably wouldn’t. Kylo turned the radio on, leaving you to both listen to Slow Ride, you closed your eyes and drifted off.

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