#anyway. she said that before we met she had a crush on me (i already knew this) and that she sometimes felt this way too wbut was scared i
fucking hell fucking hell is she gonna reject me? i want to let sth out for a second and didnt want to tell my psychologist until i have answers so. tags it is
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Me and my older brother Nate, know the sturniolo triplets for our whole life's basically, I've always had a crush on Matt.
Aka the middle triplet, I know he probably sees me as a little sister, but this doesn't stop me from daydreaming about him 24/7.
There are some moments that feeds my "delusion", like the eye-contact, some lingering touches and etc. But that's probably just me.
He and his brothers Nick and Chris are very good friends to my brother, which means they are good with me too, we grew up together.
We decided to go on a trip to Las Vegas, me and my brother already packed our things, the triplets were ready too.
"Cmon let's go already!" Chris shouted from the living room
"GIVE ME A MINUTE!" I sighed, while blushing my hair.
After five minutes actually, I was ready.
I went downstairs, and saw the four of them on the couch
"I'm ready, we can go" Matt looked over me, smiling sweetly.
I returned the smile, but quickly looked away when he noticed my blushing face, we grabbed our stuff and went outside where
The car was parked, Chris was on the passenger seat as always, me, nick and nate were in the back, I was in the middle
Not realizing that I was giving Matt easy access, to look over me.
He started the car, and waited a little bit before starting to drive.
I decided to put on my headphones and listen to some music, while I was listening, I looked at Matt and saw him already looking at me thorough the back mirror
I blushed when our eyes met, but quickly looked away, I guess he looked away too because he was obviously driving.
After 1 hour
Matt stopped at the gas station, we all got out of the car, me and nick decided to go inside the station and get some snacks and drinks
"Matt won't stop eye fucking you girl" Nick looked at me, raising his eyebrow
"Wait, what?" I asked confused
"Oh babe, please don't tell me you haven't noticed." He looked at me with the "are you serious" stare
"I mean yeah, I noticed him looking at me randomly, but I think it's just..normal you know" I picked a bag of chips, then I looked at him.
"Definitely not normal at all" he grabbed a bag of chips as well, while laughing slightly
"What's not normal?" Suddenly Nate came behind us.
I turned around, looking at him
"You fucking scared me!" I scoffed
"She was just talking about her..girly problems" Nick made up a lie
"Why with you?" Nate raised his eybrow.
"He's gay" I said "I'm gay" Nick said with me, laughing.
"Anyways, grab some shit and let's go, or Matt will be mad."
"Y/n will like that" Nick murmured, I heard him, nate too..
"Fuck you mean she will like that?" He said, a little too loud.
"He's joking Nate.." I looked at Nick with death stare
"Yeah, don't take me seriously" Nick looked back at me.
After we grabbed some things, we payed and got out of the store.
"The fuck were yall doing inside?"
"Oh, Nick's fault" I said quickly
"Heyyy!" He frowned but laughed at that.
"Guys let's go!" Chirs whined, wanting to get at the hotel already.
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After about 30 minutes, we arrived at the hotel, and this is how this happened..
"Uh-oh, there's only one bed." Matt looked over me, and I swear I saw that smirk.
"Oh god" I blushed, feeling even more "embarrassed" that not only I get to sleep in one room, with my crush since childhood, but in one bed..
"Matt, I can take the sofa" I looked at the small sofa in the room, I definitely wouldn't be able to sleep there but
"Yeah, that wouldn't happen, don't worry I don't bite. We will sleep together." He chuckled, coming closer to me.
Fuck, why is he coming so close
"Well..I guess, it wouldn't be a problem" I looked up at him, my face flushed
"No problem at all baby" he got impossibly closer, looking down at my lips, that were slightly pouted.
I felt my heart beating faster, I wouldn't be surprised if he hears my heartbeat.
As he was looking at my lips, he licked his own, biting his bottom lip slightly after he did that
Fuck what is he doing
"Well" he suddenly backed up, "let's fix our clothes, after all they shouldn't be in the bags." He smiled sweetly at me
Fucking tease..
I simply nodded, starting unpacking my clothes.
While he was doing the same
He suddenly looked over me, right when I was going through my underwear
"Hello kitty panties?" He chuckled, smirking
I blushed so fucking hard at that, immediately covering my bras and panties
"Why are you looking at them!" I squealed, looking at him with wide eyes.
"Shh, calm down, it's not like I was a vibrator or dildo" he replied teasingly
"Oh my God Matthew! You're disgusting!"
"Disgusting huh?" He walked over me slowly, making my breath hitch
"Am I really that disgusting to you baby?" Matt got close to me, caressing my cheek softly.
"Stop that" I tried to avoid his gaze, "why, am I making your cunny wet baby?" He said, voice full of lust.
"M-matt!" I scolded him, or at least I tried.
He chuckled, backing up once again like before
"Let's finish this up" he said, like nothing happened just seconds ago.
After five minutes, we both were ready with our stuff, Matt laid on the bed. Scrolling mindlessly through his phone
"Will you go to the bathroom? I want to take a shower" I looked over him
"No, go..call me if you need company tho" he looked at me smirking.
I just scoffed at that, grabbing some panties, shorts and a oversized t shirt, but I didn't realized that I didn't take a bra
I went into the bathroom, locking the door after me, I turned on the shower for the water to warm up while I took of my clothes and underwear.
As I started showering, my thoughts went to Matt, not so innocent ones.
I slowly spread open my legs, a little bit, dropping my hand between them.
I started rubbing my clit slowly, small whimpers coming out of my mouth.
I slowly inserted my middle finger inside, whining at the small stretch, i curled it so it can hit my special spot
After i made sure i was more wet, i put inside my ring finger too, small moans coming out of my mouth
Thinking that he wasn't hearing, me become of the running water
But oh i was so wrong
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Matt's Pov :
While i was scrolling through my phone, i suddenly started hearing sounds, her sounds. Small whimpers, whines and means
She probably was thinking that, i wasn't hearing those noise,
But she's so wrong, or perhaps she doing it in purpose.
To challenge me, i felt my cock twitching, i groaned.
I turned off my phone, throwing it beside me
Without any second thoughts, i un buckled my belt, pulling my pants and boxers down, enough to pull out my cock
I grabbed it, my hand started going up and down slowly
I started teasing my leaking tip, with my thumb letting out a hiss, collecting my pre-cum and smearing it all over my hard shaft
I started jerking of, faster, my hips jerking into my hand.
I groaned from the intense feeling, suddenly i heard her moans turning a little bit louder, i just can imagine her, how she looks
Her fingers deep inside her tight cunt, wishing they were mine
I closed my eyes shut, squeezing my hand a little bit and jerking of, faster than before, i was so close
I started cumming, shooting my cum into my hand and stomach, imaging that im cumming deep inside of her
I started breathing heavily, after five seconds i grabbed a pepper towel, cleaning my mess
End of his pov.
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As i was pumping my fingers, in and out of me, i started rubbing my clit too.
I felt my tummy tightening, i knew i was close.
I let out a loud moan when i came, soaking my finger.
I pulled them out of me, whimpering, i waited five seconds so i can get out of my post orgasm-haze
I continued with my shower, after i finished.
I got out, drying myself i putted on my panties.
The hello kitty ones..
I didn't choose them on purpose, i just grabbed the ones that were closer, i putted on my shorts and i realized that.
I didn't get a bra, i wanted to put on the old one, but i didn't
After all the t shirt is oversized as fuck, so i simply putted on the t shirt,
I brushed my teeth, washing my face after.
Aftet i was done with my night routine
I collected my dirty clothes, putting them inside the laundry basket
And when i got out, i saw Matt still on the bed
When he saw me, he looked at me, smirking.
But didn't said anything else, did he hear me!?
I dried my hair with the towel, after i was done. I looked over him
But he was already looking at me
"You know, you shoudve stayed quiet" he stood up from the bed, coming close to me
"Wh-what!?" I knew what he meant but i was scared, i felt my heart beating faster, and louder.
He came to me, grabbing my waist, pulling me close to him and..
He kissed me
I gasped softly, from the sudden act, i putted both of my hands on his naked chest.
He pulled away, while he was doing it he bited my bottom lip slightly.
I whimpered at that, "M-matt"
"Do you want this? Hm?" He looked at me, his eyes blown with lust.
"Y-yeah..i want you" i said quietly
He smirked at me "ill be your first right?"
"Yes matt.." i blushed, i looked up at him
"Good, go lay on the bed." He demanded, starting to slip his pants down.
I looked over the bed, walking to it. "Oh undress please" Matt said casually
I looked over him, but nodded and started undressing myself, after i was only in my panties, i laid down on the bed
"No bra? Slut" he chuckled, i blushed even more if possible.
He walked over me, and looked at my titts.
"So pretty baby" he runned his hand over them.
"Im gonna help you to ease up, yeah?"
"Yeah.." i nodded, waiting patiently.
He laid on top of me gently, and suddenly kissed me.
I tried to kiss back, but i easy lost, giving him the main role.
He pulled back, and looked down.
"Did you chose them in purpose huh?" He pointed at my panties
"No..they were the first ones that i saw" he chuckled at that
"Whats gonna happen now is, im going to eat you out, is that okay?"
I gasped quietly when i heard him, but nodded immediately.
"Yeah, please Matt." He started going down on me, spreading my legs, and putting them over his shoulders.
He kissed my pussy over my panties, my breath hitched from the feeling of his lips.
He looked up at me, and started removing my panties, i helped him out by lifting my hips.
After he was done with that, he kissed my clit.
I whimpered from the contact, "Pl-please" i let out a whine.
He chuckled but didn't said anything, he licked a stripe from my leaking hole to my clit, making me moan out.
I felt him smirk against my pussy.
He started suckling on my clit, wrapping his lips around it while his tongue flicked against it.
"M-nghhh-matt" i moaned his name loudly.
He pulled back a little bit, and i looked down, i saw him hallowing his cheeks to collect saliva. And he suddenly spat on my clit.
I gasped softly, feeling the saliva running down to my ass.
He looked up at me, his baby blue eyes now almost black.
He suddenly started eating me out even more, like my pussy was his last meal ever.
He shaked his head, while looking up at me.
I suddenly felt my tummy tightening, "Cuhh-cumming!"
He started suckling on my clit hard when he heard me, i came on his tongue, his tongue lapping my juices eagerly.
"Taste so good baby" he groaned, starting to go up at me.
"Open" i opened my mouth, and he spat on my tongue, he didn't tell me to swallow so i didn't, he slapped my cheek slightly.
"Swallow!" And i did, tasting my cum on his saliva
"Are you ready?" I nodded
"Words y/n" he kissed the top of my nose
I smiled at the sweet gesture, "yes matt, im ready."
He nodded at that, he pulled down his boxers, revealing his hard cock.
His tip angry redish color, he pumped it slowly, his hand going up and down.
He groaned, "touched myself to you earlier baby, hearing your pretty sounds made me so so hard."
I blushed at his words
"Tell me, did you pumped those little fingers inside your tight cunt?"
"Mhm..yeah"
"Good baby, youre driving me crazy y/n/n"
"Matt cmon!" I whined
He chuckled at my desperation
And started rubbing his cock up and down, as to collect my juices from my pussy.
"Can i push now angel?" I nodded
"Please Matty.." i looked at him with puppy eyes
"Relax fully baby" and i did.
He started to push inside of my heat slowly
I moaned from the burning sensation, "shh, you're doing so good sweetheart"
He waited more, before suddenly slamming fully into me, making me nearly scream, when he pulled back he saw my blood coating his cock, he suddenly pushed once again.
"Matt!!" I moaned loudly, he started sucking on one, of my hard nipples, biting it slightly, making me whine.
After five more seconds, he started snapping his hips against mine.
With each thrust getting harder, i got louder.
He grabbe me by the hips, suddenly turning me around on my stomach, putting me on a doggy, i felt his hands grabbing my ass.
And started to push inside my pussy harder, i let out a scream.
Making him slap my ass hard, "such a loud bitch"
"M-matty" i whimpered, my face pushed into the pillows.
He grabbed my hair, making an ponytail.
He pulled me against his chest, and continued slamming inside of me.
"Feels good huh?" I nodded at that, already cock drunk.
"So fucking dumb baby, made you drunk on my cock huh?" I nodded, he suddenly pulled out and slammed with full force.
Making me droll and scream, he let go of my hair, grabbing both of my hands behind my back, and slammed into me if possible, more harder and faster.
I felt the sensation on my tummy again, this time even more strong.
"G-gonna pee matt!! Pull out!!" I said embarrassed
He didn't said anything but continued to push his big cock inside of me.
I let out a scream when i came, my cunt gushing around him.
"M-matt im so sorry!" I apologized embarrassed.
He chuckled "youre a squirter baby"
I whimpered at that
"You didn't pee don't worry" he said softly, and continued to fuck me.
I moaned from the feeling, already sensitive, i felt his cock somehow even bigger
"S'big matty!" I moaned, tears falling from my eyes, from the pleasure.
"Yeah? Too big for your little cunny?" I nodded, drolling all over myself.
"Gonna cum soon angel" he groaned.
"Please, cum inside" i whimpered.
"I will, cum. deep. inside. of. this. cunt." Each words said with hard thrusts.
He suddenly came inside of me, filling me with his warm cum.
The feeling of it, making me cum again.
Gushing around him, and tightening impossibly around his softening shaft.
He pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip out of me.
"Stay, im gonna grab a towel." He stated
Standing up to go and get, an wet towel.
He returned seconds later, cleaning me firts slowly, and then himself.
"The sheets are ruined" i said, blushing.
"Dont worry about that, here" he handed me a bottle of water.
I drank from it, leaving it on the nightstand after.
"Do you want new panties?"
"Y-yeah" he got to the drawer where i putted my underwear.
Grabbing one, and coming close to me. Putting them on me.
After he putted on his boxers, he laid down beside me.
Putting my head against his chest, "i love you, will you be my girlfriend"
"Y-yeah..i love you" i said shyly.
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Leon Kennedy x female reader, commissioned piece
Lots of dumb fluff ahead!
Thanks so much to the lovely @porcelainseashore for commissioning me with the brief of Leon using a dating app! I've said it before and I'll say it again - please do go check out Porcelain's fics! x
βSo,β Leon places his elbows on the counter behind, leans back and flashes a winning smile, βhow about dinner later?β
The auburn-haired woman waits for her coffee to finish dispensing before she shakes her head, lips pursed. βNo, thank you, Agent Kennedy.β
βOh.β He was sure theyβd had some sort of connection. Their eyes had met across the office on more than one occasion, flirtatiously so β had he read it wrong? βYou have plans already tonight?β
βMm, something like that.β She smiles, politely, picking up her DSO-branded mug and heading out of the break room without so much as a glance back.
Leon shrugs it off β heβs good at that β and places his own mug under the spout, about to make his coffee selection when a familiar voice chirps over his shoulder.
βHave you ever thought of internet dating?β
He spins round, surprised. βClaire?β
βHi.β She waves with a smile. βSo, internet dating?β
Leonβs brow furrowed, about to ask why she was here, but from the visitor lanyard around her neck it was clear it was down to some sort of TerraSafe business, but why is she going on about internet dating?
Oh.
βWait, did you hearβ¦?β
βThe dinner invite? Oh, yes.β She nods, crossing her arms. βDoes that ever work?β
βYes.β
Claire quirks an eyebrow.
βOkay, not recently.β He retorts, turning back around and pressing the button for his black coffee to start dispensing.
βUh-huhβ¦β She steps forward, turns to lean against the counter to look at him. βIβm telling you, Leon - internet dating. I finally convinced Chris to give it a go about six months back, and he seems pretty happy. Been seeing a nice girl for three months now β a florist.β
Leon shakes his head, watching the coffee dispense with feigned interest. βSurprised Redfield went for it. How the hell do you introduce anyone to what weβve seen?β At least with women from work, he didnβt have to skirt around what the hell he does all day.
βHeard of keeping work and homelife separate?β
βAnd Chris manages that?β
βI mean, she knows what heβs shared with her, but he took it slow. Itβs not like the government can keep everything secret these days β not with everyone having a smart phone.β Claire grimaces, remembering the videos of the Alcatraz attack popping up on social media on a live stream. It was taken down pretty quick, but still popped up occasionally. They canβt hide it forever.
βAnyway, enough about Chrisβ love life, Iβm trying to help yours. Have you tried it? Thereβs websites and appsβ¦β
Leon recalls a week of medical leave β battered, bruised and laid out on the couch on high doses of meds, flipping through the cable channels and losing hours to a show about people falling in love over the internet, only for the person to be using a fake photo of an entirely different identity and being crushed when they met in person.
βIsnβt that where the catfish are?β
Claire rolls her eyes. βWe wonβt set your radius that large.β
He looks down, a little confused. βMyβ¦ radius?β
Leonβs not present on social media, but thatβs hardly a surprise with his work. Maybe, if things had been different, he wouldβve trawled through it at some point β joined a group for graduates from the Police Academy of β98, checked in, gone to some sort of graduating class reunion where they wouldβve swapped stories from precincts over a lukewarm beer or two in a hall dressed up with balloons and streamers.
Come to think of it, he doesnβt really remember the names of anyone in his graduating class, though heβs not sure if thatβs down to a certain amount of knocks to the head throughout his career getting to him. He could look them up β theyβll be in some sort of database somewhere that Hunnigan could help him locate, but what would he say?
βMe? Well, I had one day on the job β hell of a first day, actually β and then I was βrecruitedβ into military training, so technically not a cop anymore either.β
βPhone, please.β Claire has moved to sit down at one of the small tables in the kitchen, now holding out her hand expectantly. He finds himself joining her, mug of coffee in one hand and the other pulling out his cell from his suit jacket pocket. He hands it over because itβs Claire and heβs known her long enough now to know sheβs not going to drop the subject so easily.
βHave you got any selfies on here?β
βDonβt think so. Why?β
βTo put on your profile. Anything I shouldnβt see in your gallery?β
He shakes his head.
βSeriously, Leon?β She mustβve opened the app by the way sheβs scrolling down on the screen. βThese are all sunsets and photos of your motorcycle.β
βWhat should I be picking pictures of?β
βOh, waitβ¦ Hereβs one.β She turns the phone around. Itβs him, grinning, next to a corpse of a zombiefied lion. βI repeat β seriously, Leon?β
βHa, yeah.β He smiles in acknowledgement. βI was trying to get Hunnigan interested in fieldwork with the spectacular sights.β Claire turns the phone back around and the sound of a camera shutter clicks out of the speaker.
βOoh, thatβs a good candid β and no-one needs to know what you were looking at.β
βLook, itβs nice of you to offer, but I donβt know about all thisβ¦β He rubs the back of his head.
βItβs 30 days free. Just try it and if you still donβt like it by the end of the trial, you can delete it off your phone and I wonβt bring it up again.β
He stalls, taking a long sip of his coffee as he thinks. Claire means well, after all and if Chris has had luck with it, considering what Leon knows heβs seen and lived through, what does he have to lose, really?
βFine. 30 days.β
βGreat! Now, letβs set up your profileβ¦β
--
Claire had given him a tutorial β swipe left if youβre not interested on a profile, right if you are. If the person swipes right in return, itβll set you up as a match and you can start a conversation β signaled by a small speech bubble icon appearing on the bottom right.
It wasnβt until that evening that Leon tried it out properly, sat on his couch, killing time before bed and begins to swipe through. It feels a little odd β he usually likes to get to know a person somewhat before offering out his dinner invite, but this is mostly on looks alone, with a tiny snippet of profile information β age, location, what theyβre looking for.
He swipes right on a blonde, her profile full of photos from beach vacations or something, says sheβs not too far away from him and is βlooking to connect with someone deeply.β A chat box pops up immediately and after a moment or two, three dots show Beauty β heβs not sure thatβs her real name - is typing.
Hey, big boy. Whatβs bigger β your forearms orβ¦ An eggplant emoji?
Oh.
He hesitates over writing back a response. He can flirt with the best of them, but how is anyone meant to make a genuine connection over this app? Maybe heβs too old for this shit.
He puts his cell down by his side and switches on the television instead.
--
βSoβ¦β Claire drawls over his shoulder over three weeks later, tracked him down to his desk.
βSoβ¦β He mocks back with a tease, swinging around in his office chair.
βAny good dates recently?β
He laughs. βHow do you even get that far?β
βYouβve not gone on one?β
βNot for lack of trying.β Itβs true. After Beauty, he had struck up conversation with a few more genuine girls that seemed to be going well until heβd broached the idea of a date and theyβd drop off the radar. βA couple seemed interested but then stopped replying. I got one date β she didnβt show up.β
βOh, come on.β Claire leans against his desk. βThat canβt be everyone. Let me see.β Thereβs the expectant hand again. He sighs, picks up his phone and opens the app before handing it over to her.
She sets to scrolling through new arrivals for him, before she pauses. βWell, this one looks sweet.β
βClaire, I appreciate your concern but I just donβt think this app is for me. I gave it a go, I swear.β
βI know, but youβve got a few days left on the free trial at least - you wonβt lose anything. Just take a look?β
He takes the phone back and looks at the screen β a cropped picture of you, it looks like, your friendsβ arms around your shoulders, a big, genuine smile on your face. Not a pout or a smolder in a night club mirror.
βAw, youβre smiling.β
βFine.β He swipes, but the message bubble doesnβt pop up. Thatβs the one thing he doesnβt like about this app β you never know if the other one will swipe back.
βNo match.β
βGive her a moment,β Claire elbows him, playfully. βNot everyone is scrolling for dates at work.β
βHey-β
βSpeaking of, Iβve got a meeting. See you!β
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You throw yourself down on the bed, a little bit tipsy after an evening of drinking with your friends, and hold your phone dangerously above your face β youβve been so close to giving yourself a black eye from the drop so many times but never learn β and open up that stupid app. Your friend had encouraged you to sign up to it after declaring youβd been in a pity party for long enough now after your last break-up and it was time to get back out there.
You scroll through the latest arrivals, swiping left as you go. Everyone internet dates now, you donβt know why you only seem to attract utter creeps on it. Youβd been on a few dates, but theyβd all been entirely awkward outside the safety of the chat box.
You pause on one new arrival, Leon, 41, the first photo in the set clearly a candid. Heβs dressed in a suit β no tie. Businessman, you wonder? Amazingly hot and maybe the most shiniest hair youβve ever seen.
You roll over onto your stomach and swipe right, smiling when a chat bubble appears.
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Leon had just settled into bed for the night when his phone vibrated angrily on the bedside table. He threw a hand out, blindly, and looked at the screen, half expecting it to be an email from work or a message from Hunnigan.
Itβs neither β a notification from the app.
Hi, Leon. Thanks for swiping. Can I ask something?
He frowns β a unique opener, but it could still go the way of the others, he reckons. Heβs not a prude, per say, but heβs seen a lot more than he was intending to these past few weeks. He backs up and has a quick scroll through your profile, vaguely recognizing your face from when heβd swiped right earlier that day β the girl Claire had deemed sweet.
Hi β ask away.
A bubble appears with three dots within.
How do you get your hair that shiny?
Leon barks out a laugh - definitely refreshing.
Iβm sorry, I donβt think weβre at that stage of our relationship yet where Iβm comfortable sharing my beauty secrets.
Please? Mine is so dull.
He clicks on your profile again and onto the photos but canβt see why youβre worried about your hair. Truthfully, all he registers when he looks at the picture is that sweet, genuine smile.
Looks pretty good from what I can see.
The camera adds all the shine. Are you using a filter?
Trust me when I say I wouldnβt know how.
Donβt know about filters but using a dating app? That doesnβt gel.
My friend suggested I give this online dating thing a go, so here I am.
Well, youβll have to thank your friend for me.
Leon hesitates a moment, before shrugging it off.
Iβll be sure to, especially as itβs got me talking to you.
Your scalp tingles, but it seems nothing to do with the alcohol consumed earlier.
Too cheesy? I told you Iβm new to this, right?
Nah, youβre gouda.
Leon grins.
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The conversation continues to flow over the next few days. You talk about work β he keeps it vague, works in the government, can be called away on business trips last minute β and you are equally elusive in your response of office work. Internet safety, he reckons, smart girl that you are. Hearing his phone ping with a notification has quickly become his favourite sound.
Nice day?
Definitely. Picked up my motorcycle β itβs been in the shop a while.
Dare I ask what happened?
He hesitates. Chasing a bioterrorist down a highway is perhaps a little too muchβ¦
Hit by a truck. I wasnβt on it - obviously.
Jeez. Insurance not just buy you a new one? I canβt think how thatβs salvageable.
Itβs my favourite, I couldnβt give up on her. You ever been on a motorcycle?
Uh-uh. Too scared.
What of?
Falling off, mainly.
No danger of that if you ride tandem - just need to be sure to hold on real tight.
You bite your lip, mulling over a response, but Leon fills the gap.
And Iβd look after you, of course. Make a nice first date, donβt you think?
First date? Thatβs more, like, third or even fourth date material.
Thereβs your chance, Kennedy β donβt mess it up.
Well, then we better get the first date out of the way.
You bite your lip as you type back a response.
Is that your way of asking?
If it is?
If it is, then Iβm free Friday...
Perfect.
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Friday morning arrives and Leonβs at his desk, typing up a report when his phone chimes. Checking over his shoulder, he pulls it out of his pocket and smiles when he sees itβs a text from you. Youβd exchanged numbers the other night, deciding it time to take communication off app ahead of meeting up.
Morning. Question?
Morning. Still after my shampoo secrets?
Yes⦠But not that. How am I meant to recognize you?
I thought thatβd be easy β by how shiny my hair is, apparently.
Itβll be dark out, though.
Is this you trying to be subtle about asking for another photo?
No comment.
Leon locks his computer, the screensaver switching to todayβs date and time on a black background. He swings his desk chair around, looks around again to make sure no-oneβs on their way past, and opens the camera app. He flips the viewfinder around and tries out a couple of smiles before snapping a selfie β if Claire could see him nowβ¦
He sends it through.
Included the time and date and all. Happy?
No comment.
Well, how will I recognize you?
Easy. Iβll be the one coming up to you and saying, βHi, Leon.β See you tonight x
Until then x
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The two of you had decided to meet at a bistro β varied menu for all tastes, not too intimate, excellent wine, spirits and craft beer menu.
Leon is nervous as he stands to the side of the entrance β an emotion he hasnβt truly entertained since 1998. There had been no time for it when bioweapons and death were staring him down the face. But, tonightβ¦ Well, heβs out of his element on this one. Leon had only ever approached women through work and, yes, it was to varying degrees of success but theyβd already seen him properly in person, heard his voice, aware of what he does. There was a horrible niggle at the back of his mind that the date who had stood him up a few weeks ago had caught sight of him and turned heel on the spot.
He looks down at this watch to see itβs bang on 7.30. Heβd arrived ten minutes too early, but didnβt want to chance being late and showing up in a fluster. When he looks up, slipping a hand back into his pocket, a figure with a familiar face is walking towards him, greets him with an anxious smile and an awkward half-wave.
God, youβre adorable.
βHi, Leon.βΒ
βHi,β He smiles, one hand still in his pocket, the other hanging down by his side. He wonders if he shouldβve gone in for the kiss on the cheek, but heβs missed his chance.
βErmβ¦β You wring your hands together. βYou okay?β
βGreat. You?β
Why does he feel as giddy as he did when he picked up his girlfriend for prom back at high school?
βIβm good. Itβs nice to put aβ¦ voice to a face?β You laugh β light and airy - and Leonβs already desperate to hear it again.
βIt really is. Er, shall we?β He gestures forward with his arm.
You nod. βLetβs.β
The conversation is stagnant at first, a sentence here or there as you peruse the drinks menu and move on to ordering starters and entrees. With a little liquid courage, though, the two of you soon slip into easy conversation.
Itβs just after the appetizers are cleared when Leon realizes heβs completely and utterly smitten.
You donβt even know where the time has gone, but all of the sudden the two of you are the only diners left and itβs clear the wait staff are looking for you to leave so they can begin their nightly clean down.
He follows you out and onto the sidewalk, a few metres away from the bistro entrance, standing awkwardly opposite each other β mirroring the beginning of the evening.
βSo, fancy a ride?β
You tilt your head at him curiously before you burst out into laughter and he grins, rubbing the back of his head, awkwardly, as he realizes the context.
βI mean, I brought my bike here. I can give you a ride home - on my bike.β
You smile. βNot on the first date, remember?β
βOf course.β He nods. βSticking to your principles β I respect that. Well, can I call you a cab?β
βOh, actually, Iβm gonna walk. I live just in that building over thereβ¦β You point up to an apartment building about halfway up the next block.
βI could walk you across the street?β He cringes as he realizes maybe heβs coming on too heavy-handed. βIβm sorry, I promise I can take a hint-β
βNo.β You cut across abruptly. βI mean, walking me home would be nice.β
You cross the road in silence, both wrapped up in your own thoughts. You wish you lived slightly further away so youβd have longer to work out what to say, how to end the night.
βSoβ¦β Leon begins the other side of the road, the entrance to your apartment block just ahead. Heβs trying to keep calm and collected, but thereβs just something about you that has made his heart race, his palms sweaty. Donβt fuck this up, Kennedy. βI had a really lovely evening.β
βMe too.β You smile back β and you mean it β but you canβt help but brace yourself. Is this the part where he says, yeah, he had a nice time, but heβd rather not do it again? It seems all too good to be true. Heβs the same as he was on the phone, messages and photos.
βGreatβ¦β You take a deep breath at his pause, unconsciously clenching your fists, β..cos I was wondering how you felt about a second date?β
βYouβre really desperate to get me on that motorcycle, huh?β You tease, instantly relaxing. βBut, seriously, Iβd like that, to see you again.β
βIs tomorrow too soon?β
βThat depends what you have in mind.β You stop, suddenly β the apartment foyer to your left. βThis is me.β
βWell, weβve done dinner, shall we work backwards and have lunch next?β
You take a step closer. βAnd then breakfast?β
βFourth could be a midnight feast?β He steps forward too, misjudging the distance and something hard brushes against your stomach. Leonβs eyes widen in alarm. βOh, wait, Iβ¦β
He dips his hand into his trouser pocket and pulls out a travel-sized bottle of shampoo with a sheepish smile. βI meant to give you this at the end of dinner β my beauty secret.β
You yank him forward by his jacket collar and kiss him before you can even think properly about what youβre doing. You step up onto your tip toes to deepen the kiss, a hand bracing yourself against his chest for a moment before you mean to step back, maybe even apologise for pouncing on the man, but Leonβs arms wrap around your waist, holding you in place, kissing you back incessantly before you both have to retreat for breath.
βWell, if I knew the shampoo would get that reaction I wouldβve started the night off with it.β He murmurs, pulling away and resting his forehead against yours. βI gotta ask though - youβll kiss on the first date, but not ride a motorcycle?β
You shrug, half-heartedly. βOneβs more dangerous than the other.β
He kisses you once more, softly, ending with a teasing nibble on your lip.
βOh, weβll see about that, sweetheart.β
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I've got them | Wanda Maximoff
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Summary: You offer to watch Billy and Tommy. When Wanda sees you interracting with her kids, she realises her feelings towards you might be more than just a simple crush.
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βCome on Maximoff, you can't bail on Sunday brunch again.β Natasha shook her head, already knowing what her best friend was about to say. βYou know I'd love nothing more than to join you guys, but I've got no one to watch the boys on Sundays since the weekend sitter moved away.β It was hard finding a sitter for the two energetic boys, especially when their mom was an Avenger.Β
You were walking into the room with mission debriefing rapports for the meeting the team was about to have and overheard the conversation. βIβm free Sunday, I donβt mind watching them.β Wandaβs eyes shoot up to you. βOh that would be too much-β Natasha interrupts her. βThat would be much appreciated.β With a nudge from her best friend Wanda agrees. βAlright then, I have to get these to Tony, but find me in my office later for the details?β You wave the stack of papers in the air. βYeah, sure.β Wanda responds before you smile in her direction and are off again.Β
βWhy did you do that?β Wanda shoves Natasha away from her. βWell, you clearly like y/n, and sheβs met the boys before. See it as a way for them to bond, and then you can finally tell her how you feel.β Wandaβs cheeks turn a bright shade of red. βYou really need to stop being my wing woman, and let me live my life.β Natasha sits down at the meeting table, as the rest of the team makes their way into the room. βNow what would be the fun in that?β
Once the meeting was done Wanda made her way over to the office wing of the Compound. Walking the familiar path to your office made her chest warm, Natashaβs words were true. Wanda had a crush on you for about three months now, never had she said those words out loud, but over time she would start spending more and more time with you. Did she need to be on this side of the Compound? No, not at all, but she grasped every opportunity to spend time with you. On the other hand, you were loving the frequent visits from Wanda, always reserving some time in your schedule to spend proper time with her when she would show up.
βHi Wands, how was the meeting?β She shrugged her shoulders, βNothing special. I do have these for you, though.β She hands you the file with meeting notes. It had been quite some time now that Wanda brought these to you, instead of Fury or Cap, you were more than happy to receive them from her though. βSo, Sunday?β Wandaβs face turned serious quickly. βYou really donβt have to watch the boys, itβs too much to ask anyways.β You smiled at her warmly, βFirst off, you didnβt ask, I offered. Second off, I would love to watch them, they seem like great kids.β You discuss further details until you both have to get back to work.Β
Thatβs how you found yourself on the doorstep of the Maximoff household on Sunday. Wanda let you in while the boys were running around the living room chasing each other. βBoyβs, y/n is here, can you please come say hi.β They came to a halt in front of you, βHi.β They said simultaneously. βHi kiddos, it's good to see you again.βΒ
Wanda showed you around the house for a bit, so you knew where to find everything you might need. βOkay, and call me if anything is wrong, I can be back in 5 minutes.β You stopped her with your hands on her shoulders, βIβve got them, Wands. Go have fun with your friends.β You didnβt miss the way her eyes widened slightly, and her breath hitched. βAlright, thank you again.β She turned to her kids, βBoyβs be nice, Iβll be back in around two hours. I love you both.β The boys both smiled her way and said, βWe love you too.β
The boys were getting tired from running around and plopped down next to you on the couch. βSeems like you two are in need of food, what would you like?β They both wanted bagels with cream cheese, so you headed into the kitchen to get that ready for them as well as for yourself.Β
During lunch Billy and Tommy asked you all kinds of questions to get to know you better. Do you have superpowers? What do you do for the Avengers? How do you know our mom? You answered all of their questions happily. Tommy was up next with another question, βWho is your favourite Avenger?β You smiled, βThatβs easy, your mom is my favourite Avenger.β They both shared a look and started giggling, βWhy?β It didnβt take long for you to answer, βWell, your mom is really kind, and cares a lot about people. She always makes sure the rest of the Avengers are well taken care of. And of course her red wiggly woos are pretty cool.β The boys giggled at the last part of your reasoning. βIs your mom your favourite Avenger too?β Both boys nod their heads instantly, βMom is the best.βΒ
After the boys helped you clean up the lunch dishes all on their own, they seemed to have found their energy right back. At first they started chasing each other again, but you had an idea that wouldnβt end up with one of them getting hurt. You connected your phone with the speakers in the living room and started some music. The boys halted their running and looked your way at the first sound of music. βYouβre not going to make me dance alone right?βΒ
The three of you were jumping around to the music when Wanda came back home, none of you realised though. You were too busy singing along to the music and twirling around together. Wanda watched the scene from the side of the room, her smile wide, and her heart full. She realised in that moment, while you were interacting with her kids that her feelings for you far exceeded those of a simple crush, she was falling for you hard.
You saw Wanda from the corner of your eye and moved towards her. βDance with us?β You ask her with your hand held out.She places her hand in yours and lets herself get dragged over to the makeshift dance floor. After twirling her towards the boys, the four of you jump around together. The happy smiles on her childrenβs faces meant the world to Wanda, and the smile on her face meant the world to you.Β
A slower song came on, and you took Billyβs hand to let him twirl you around, which isnβt very smooth with the height difference but it was the fun you were having that counted. βYou should dance with mom.β He said, pushing you towards Wanda. You tap on Tommyβs shoulder. βExcuse me sir, do you mind if I steal the lady for a dance?β He happily hands over the dance to you. Behind your back the boys high five each other, with smug smiles on their faces.Β
You slow dance with Wanda all throughout the song. The soft hint of her perfume spread around you, as you spun her around. Once the song came to an end you separated again, but something felt different. Neither one of you could wipe the smile off of your face. That was until you checked the time, βThis has been a lot of fun, but I should head home.β Both Billy and Tommy come running towards you and engulf you in a big hug, βThank you for hanging out with us today.β You hug them back, βWe had a lot of fun.β They step away again as you tell them that you had a great time as well.
Wanda walked you towards the door and stepped outside with you. βAgain thank you so much for doing this. I donβt know how I can repay you.β You smiled at the idea that popped up in your head. βHow about you let me take you out on a date?β A smile started playing on Wanda's lips, βI would love that, letβs do it.βΒ
βMooom.β Was heard from inside the house. βDuty calls, text me the details?β With a nod and a wave, you make your way back to your car. You werenβt able to wipe the smile off of your face the whole drive home, you were going to go on a date with Wanda.
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who's the guy?
pairing: jj maybank x reader (ft. the pogues!)
summary: the pogues find out y/n is seeing a new guy, and will not stop until they find out who he is.
word count: 846
a/n: just a short fluff piece! <3
"Soooo, what's his name?" Sarah asked, leaning towards you and batting her eyelashes.
"Whose name?" JJ had just joined you and the rest of the Pogues in John B.'s living room.
"Apparently, there is a mystery man in Y/N's life and she won't give him up!" Kie explained.
"Oh, is that so? I hope he knows how to fight," JJ said, looking at you with a glint in his eye.
"Hey! No one is fighting anyone!" you responded, actively trying not to blush at his comment.
"Okay, but we need to know if he's good enough for our Y/N. What does he look like?" Kie pressed you for answers.
You sighed, "He's tall, has blonde hair, he's super smart, like Pope level-"
John B. interrupted you, "You being for real? No one is smarter than Pope."
"If you hadn't interrupted me, you would've heard me say that he is as smart as Pope, I didn't say smarter," you replied matter-of-factly.
Sarah giggled, "Ignore him. What else can you tell us!!"
Honestly, you didn't want to give too much away. As much as you loved the Pogues, you also enjoyed the thrill that came with having a secret relationship. Plus, there was no pressure to make appearances or act a certain way in public. You two could just be yourselves.
However, this conversation was a whole lot of fun, and you and him had figured it was about time to reveal your secret soon anyway.
"Well, let's see..." You tapped your index finger on your chin as you contemplated what to reveal next. "He likes to go surfing and on fishing trips."
"Okay, so literally any other Pogue on the island?" Pope joked.
"Oh, yeah, he's a Pogue if I've ever seen one," you chuckled.
The room was silent for a second while everyone tried to figure out who it was you had been sneaking off to see for the past few weeks.
"Ugh, I don't know," Kie groaned. "You're positive we've met this guy before?"
"Yes. 100%." It took everything in you not to erupt into a fit of laughter right then and there.
"Alright, but on a scale of 1 to 10 how handsome would you say he is?" JJ asked.
John B. nudged his friend in the arm, "JJ, how is that going to help us?"
"Because! I'm clearly a solid 10, and John B., you're like a seven, so we can use that to compare!" JJ barely finished his sentence before JB was throwing his pillow at him.
"Chill, dude! I was joking... kinda!" JJ said in-between the thumps of the pillow hitting his body.
"If you must know, I think he's a ten," you said with a smile, causing John B. to halt his assault on JJ.
Surprisingly, no one caught on to the very obvious hint in front of their faces.
"I seriously can't think of anyone on this island that's a ten," Kie said. You made the mistake of giggling at the thought of her reaction when she would finally find out who it was you were describing.
"What are you laughing at?" she chuckled nervously.
"Oh, nothing. Just how stupid you're gonna feel when I tell you," you answered.
"Are you ever gonna tell us?" Sarah sighed, on the edge of defeat.
"You know what, I don't think I ever will," you said jokingly.
Immediately the room filled with groans and complaints of "Come on!" and "Just say it, we won't judge!" from everyone. Everyone except JJ.
"Dude, you don't wanna know who this guy is?" Pope was asking him.
"I... kinda have a feeling who it is already," he winked at you.
This next hint did not go unnoticed by the rest of the Pogues.
Again, the room erupted with the sounds of your best friends, but this time with confusion and surprise.
"WAIT WHAT??"
"Are you kidding right now?"
"You're sleeping with JJ???"
JJ wrapped his arms around your waist as he came up behind you. "Hey! Watch how you speak about her boyfriend!"
You couldn't help but giggle like a little girl with a crush, because that's exactly how he made you feel.
"You're right, Y/N, I do feel so incredibly stupid right now. It was right in front of our faces this entire time!" Kie exclaimed.
"Yeah- all of those times I 'stayed at home' or left to check on Y/N were just excuses to see each other," JJ explained.
You wish you could've captured the faces of your friends as they reacted to this news. It was priceless.
"Wait- there's one thing I don't get though. Didn't you say he was as smart as Pope....?" John B. asked, both confused and amused.
"Yeah... haha about that... I only said it as a joke to throw y'all off," you admitted.
"What?? So you don't think I'm as smart as Pope?" JJ said to you, acting, or actually offended, you couldn't tell.
"Babe, I said you were a solid ten. I think that should be enough for your ego today."
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Apocalypse - Joel Miller x fem! Reader smut
Summary: y/n is raised by Bill and Frank and since they found her they always protected her. Then when two guests arrive, she found a herself crushing on the handsome, older man.
Warnings: nsfw, swearing?, smut, first time (p in v), oral (fem! receiving), age gap! (reader is in her 20s), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys)
Minors DNI, please!!
Hope you like it and I really hope that there won't be many mistakes because I'm not from English speaking country so the grammar is sometimes a bit complicated β₯οΈ
When you first met Joel you were only a child and you technically did not meet him, you just saw him through your window. Bill did not want Tess or Joel to see you or even know about you even though the second thing quickly happened as Frank told them accidentally.
"Have you met any other people around here?" Tess asked Frank who was the only one mainly talking. Bill was his usual self, sitting quietly and carefully watching the two newcomers while slowly drinking his glass of wine.
βExcept y/n no. Not even any raiders actually." firstly he did not even realize that he talked about you but Bill quickly shot him a displeasing look. He was extremely protective of you even when you were not his kid. He was the one who found you and brought you home to Frank so he felt the need to protect you all the time.
"y/n? Who is that?" Tess was curious, well who would not be in a world like that when the only 'people' you mainly meet are these undead creatures or people who are trying to rob you? Frank looked at Bill as if he was asking for his permission to tell them about you but even if he shook his head it would not make difference as Frank already started talking.
"She is like our daughter. Well, obviously not by blood but we are raising her like that. Bill found her when he went to see one of the towns a few miles away, it was completely burned but he found there some of the infected hoarding around a small wooden cottage. The parents left their kid there to die because they could not handle taking care of her anymore when she broke her ankle. They even told her that and then said that she will manage on her own better, that the raiders won't kill, they did not think about infected at all." Frank was explaining and surprisingly both Tess and Joel were hanging on to all of his words. "That happened two years ago, she was seven at that time and let me tell you, she was stubborn and had a heart of a fighter, which is making her really hard to raise but we love her. Actually, it would be fun to show her some new people, don't you think?" that question was meant for Bill who quickly rose from the table and shook his head at Frank.
"Not a chance. We do not know these people at all Frank, they will not see her!" Bill was almost screaming at Frank which made him feel really bad later that day but at that moment he thought it would be the only thing stopping him from showing his little girl to some strangers. They did not see you standing near the window, watching the whole situation, carefully so no one would notice you took your small polaroid camera, taking a quick photo of the strangers who were just quietly watching your two guardians arguing. As you looked at the photo and then back at them you felt the man's gaze on you, he could not see you properly, just saw a figure but you quickly hid anyway and stayed hidden until they left, looking at the polaroid photo you took.
You've seen them a few more times but they never saw you, as Bill was strictly against it. So when they stopped coming over you were not that mad but kept the photo anyway, just so you could maybe one day recognize them.
Years went by, during days you helped both Bill and Frank when they needed and later when they fell asleep you disabled the security system and sneaked out. You were walking outside of the fence, waiting for something to happen, for some infected to show or a person to show but for such a long time nothing happened so you kinda started to wish you could go explore other towns and cities. Just to escape the boring life, even though the boring life kept you alive, or at least that's what Frank told you when you confessed to him about your small trips and the wish of going away. He was not angry, that was the difference between Bill and him, Bill would scream and say some nasty stuff but Frank just stared at you blankly and then told you to be careful and take a gun with you. You felt terrible and that's maybe the reason why you stopped thinking about leaving for another few months. Until Joel came at least.
It was one of the calm days, you just celebrated your twenty-second birthday few days ago so you were sitting on a roof with camera that you got from Frank. You got there from the window of your room, watching the area through the scope of your rifle which Bill gave you so you could train shooting and you were surprisingly good. At first, you did not want to believe it, thinking it was maybe just a lost infected but later you realized it was in fact a human being. Actually two of them. Taking your walkie in your hand you quickly informed Bill and Frank who were cooking lunch together.
"Dads? We may have a problem here." you started to call them that when you were twelve. They saved your life and took you in as if you were their kid so it was not a huge surprise that you felt like they were fathers to you.
"What is it y/n? Are you okay?" Bill answered worriedly and you heard him run out. You quickly got down from the roof thanks to a rope you had there from your night walks (a few weeks ago you said to Bill that it was there for emergencies if something happened) and pointed to the horizon where walked the two figures, letting him take your rifle to look through the scope.
"Son of a bitch, get inside y/n and do not come out until I tell you so." you hesitantly looked at Bill who gave you back the rifle and murmured quietly 'please' which made you get back on the roof and to your room. You wanted to know what was going on so you hid behind a curtain and looked through a small hole. You expected Bill to take another gun but he walked closer to the fence, Frank right behind him and opened the gate. Because of the distance, you could not hear what they were telling the other two people but when you took your binoculars to at least look at these people, you recognized them. They were the people from the photo you kept in your nightstand. Joel and Tess. You remembered their name only because Frank told you and you wrote it on the back side of the photo.
"Come in, oh my God Tess, it is so nice to see you again. And the same goes for you Joel." you finally heard Frank's voice as the four of them got closer to the house.
"We are travelling to find Tommy. He's not communicating so we just wanted to stop by and ask if we could stay here one night and tomorrow get going again." Tess explained carefully, probably not to upset Bill but Frank immediately stepped into the conversation.
"Of course, it will not be a problem, right Bill?" he looked at Bill with a stern look which he rarely had to use, mainly because Bill listened to almost everything that Frank wanted.
"Thank you so much, look, we have some new seeds which of course won't be enough to pay for your generosity, but we are willing to give your also some of our supplies and help you with anything you want of course." Tessa was now talking to Bill who just nodded and they all started to walk towards the house again. You leaned towards the window a bit more as you could not see them too much, knocking over a box with some vinyl which you kept in your room. Before you could hide again, Joel's head looked up, making quick eye contact before hiding again. On his face appeared a small smirk as he saw you for a brief moment. He immediately knew who you were.
"No, you can't take her there to meet them." you heard after few minutes Bill's voice behind your door, so you quickly skipped towards them and leaned your ear on it so you would hear the conversation.
"They proved themselves to you many times before, why would they all of sudden do something to us?" Frank was speaking quietly so you barely heard him but they were really close to your room.
"We have not seen them for many years and all of sudden they show up here, that is strange." you tried to remember when you saw them for the last time and it was really a long time ago.
"That is not strange, we were communicating through the radio once in a few months, they are our friends or at least mine, so I am sure it is going to be okay." there was silence behind the door for what felt like few minutes, you already started to think that they left but then a knock on your door startled you, making you jump from the door a bit.
"Yes?" you opened it, seeing Frank who was smiling almost as much as when you first told him to teach you how to play piano.
"We want you to meet someone if you are up for it." it did not take even two seconds for you to nod.
"Yes, of course." Frank led you downstairs, where in the kitchen were sitting the only other people you've ever seen in the house.
"We thought that now when you will be here for the night it would be good to introduce you. This is y/n, the girl I've been telling you about a few years back. Y/N, this is Tess and the grumpy man is Joel." you smiled at them, shaking hands with Tess who smiled at you as well and then when you turned to shake hands with Joel, he was completely and absolutely captivated by you. His lips were parted a little, looking into your eyes as if he saw a miracle. You felt the heat in your cheeks as you smiled at him again and then quickly turned to Frank who was setting up the table meanwhile.
"Can I help you somehow?" you asked him, wishing for him to send you for some stuff but he just shook his head.
"It's all set actually, so no need, but thank you." Frank poured wine into the five glasses on the table and after a few more minutes, when you all sat at the table and were waiting for Bill to bring the food, he brought some fish he caught in the morning that day. The whole time when you were listening to Tess and Frank talking you felt Joel's gaze on you. It was not uncomfortable, not at all, you wanted that man to watch you and maybe even touch you. He was trying so hard not to look at you but he was failing so hard, he just could not help it. You were sitting opposite him, next to Tess so he could pretend to just look at her but actually, it was you and you were aware of that.
"Could you show Joel one of the guest bedrooms? I am going to take Tess to see the garden, so I will show her the other one later." Frank asked you nicely after lunch when Bill was cleaning up alone from the table and then in the kitchen even though both of the guests and you offered your help.
"Sure." that was the only thing you managed to get out of you as you stood up and started walking towards the stairs where you waited for Joel. You could not help yourself but look properly at him, almost scanning him with your eyes.
"Thank you for showing it to me, darling." you had to take a deep breath when he called you that. You basically knew him for only like an hour, so you did not want to show him how attracted you were towards him but let's be honest, after so many years with only your 'fathers' you were horny as fuck and could not handle men affecting properly.
"Here it is, we do not use it normally but the bathroom works and some men's clothes are in the closet, so you can take shower and then change if you want." you tried not to make eye contact by opening the curtains and looking out of the window but after few seconds you looked anyway.
"Thank you again, you really are a good girl." that almost made your knees stop working so you quickly smiled and walked to the door, before saying quick 'bye' and sliding to your own room which was just a few steps from the one where he was. Leaning your back on the door you almost shouted from the feelings that were screaming inside your head.
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For the rest of the day you were in your room, hiding from everyone, mainly the brown-eyed man who made you want to have sex with him so much. You thought that maybe he did not do it on purpose, that maybe you were imagining all these things but that was not true at all. He was thinking about you the whole day when he was helping Bill around the fence and the house. He could not get you out of his head. You were an angel sent from heaven, that's what he thought.
You wished that they would not have to leave the next day and somehow your wishes came true. Tess fell from a ladder when she was trying to help Frank pick fruits from his tree garden. She did not break her ankle but she bruised it really badly so it was hard for her to walk, so they had to stay for another few days. Both you and Frank were thrilled, even though you did not show it that much but Bill was almost ready to kick them out. It was only because you said to him, that you like the company, that he let it be and let them stay longer.
Joel was always trying to be close to you when it was possible. Helping you carry heavy stuff, even though you were more than capable to do it by yourself, sitting next to you at the table and more importantly leaving small touches on your body when walking around. For example, on your waist, as he was walking around you in tight spaces or just leaving his hand on yours for a brief second when you gave him his coffee or some tools when he asked you to bring him something.
It all happened two days before he and Tess were supposed to leave. Everybody was already in their bedrooms sleeping, that's what you thought when suddenly you heard a quiet knock. You were on the roof but the window was opened so you called on whoever was behind the door to come in. When you saw Joel, you almost wished you could jump from the roof because of how much chemistry was built between you two in the previous days. You could not take any more of it. You were planning on telling him everything the next day so if he laughed at you, he would leave the next day and you would not have to see him again for a long time.
"Can I come in?" he asked as if he did not already close the door behind himself and walked closer to the window.
"Sure, you can come out here as well." you offered and watched how he hesitated for a second but then got out of the window and sat next to you. You were wearing only a long shirt and shorts so your naked legs were touching his because he was wearing just shorts and some hoodie which he found in the closet. You immediately felt goosebumps all over your body so you took a sip of a wine which you brought from the kitchen. Bill did not like you to drink alone but what he does not know does not hurt him, right?
"Why are you sitting here?" he asked nonchalantly and drank from the bottle which you handed him. You had to think about what to tell him but the silence between you was comfortable so you were not in a rush with your answer.
"I like when the world is dark and quiet like this. I can freely think about anything, for example, how is the world out of here. It is such a long time since I've been out there with Bill and saw other places." you explained, looking at the moon which came out from behind the clouds. Of course, you've done a fair amount of exploring by yourself but you were curious about bigger cities and other groups.
"The world is beautiful but terrifying out there. Infected are almost like the smallest problem there. Raiders who are killing anyone in their way and doing other bad things." you knew what he meant by that. Both Bill and Frank told you that many raiders would take advantage of finding a girl like you out in the world.
"I would love to see the world, I don't want to be stuck out here. I love Bill and Frank and I know they want the best for me but I just can't stay here my whole life." you were not complaining but you somehow knew that Joel would understand you.
"I get it, I really do, but let's be honest, even if you could fight and shoot like a pro, it is so hard to survive out there by yourself. You can't leave alone." even though you were looking at the sky, you knew that he was watching you. He was so scared that you would be by yourself and some people would come and kill you or hurt you any other way.
"I know, I am not leaving today if that's what you want to hear." he did not say it out loud, but he felt relieved because of that.
"Okay, that's good to hear, I am sure Bill and Frank would be devastated if you left without saying goodbye." he said instead, making you feel a little hurt because you thought that he did not care about you at all and just was thinking about how your 'dads' would feel, but you quickly shook your head when he was not watching you, to make yourself think straight.
"You and Tess are leaving in two days, right? It is nice to see a couple like you." you still were not sure what exactly was the deal between them. Were they a couple? Friends with benefits? Just friends or partners? You were hoping he would correct you.
"Yeah, that's right." again the hurting somewhere close to your heart before he spoke again. "And we are not a couple. There were some moments where we could be called a couple but we are just friends," he added, watching closely your reaction which you tried to hide but you breathed out with relief anyway.
"Okay, sorry if I am snooping too much." he laughed, quietly but you heard it anyway. His hand on which he was leaning was dangerously close to yours and you started to realize that and moved it a bit closer. Just a few millimetres so he would not realize it, but he did. He was studying all of your moves, wanting to know what was going on in your head.
"Don't worry about it, I don't mind." the bottle in your hand was quickly empty so you put it away next to a few other bottles which you hid so Bill would not find out about you drinking alone.
"I will probably head to bed," you said quietly and looked into his eyes while starting to get inside, where you waited for him to get in, and then you closed the window, making sure to close the curtains as well. Joel was watching you curiously and before you realized he was behind you, you stepped back and bumped into him. "I am so sorry!" you quickly turned to him but did not step away and neither did he. Your faces just were just a few centimetres away from each other and his hands gently touched your waist.
"That's okay, actually I really like to have you so close," he whispered, his eyes jumping from your eyes to your lips. But you were the one who broke the distance, connecting your lips to his. Your hands moved from his chest where they were resting to his shoulders and then behind his neck, pulling him closer to you. He immediately kissed you back, not hesitating for even a second his hands moved to your cheeks, holding you as if you wanted to run away.
So many emotions in just one kiss. You could not believe that this was happening and neither did Joel who for a split second thought that it could have been a dream. He dreamed about you almost every night. You, in his bed or in the shower with him, touching him all over and him doing the same before pressing himself against you and fucking you senseless. But then he realized what was happening and pulled you away just a few centimetres, looking straight into your eyes.
"y/n is this your first time doing anything?" you were a bit scared of this question, thinking that if you said 'yes' he would not want to have anything with you.
"Well, yes but I want it." you had to look away so that if he said something bad you would not have to see his face. But he took your chin with his fingers, making you look at him.
"If you really want it, I can give it to you. I would do anything for you. I can not tell how much I wanted this to happen." as he was speaking you felt sort of relieved that he was saying that but still you were a bit scared. No of the act itself or that it would hurt but because he would think that you are bad at it or something but all these worries melted away as he kissed you again. Slowly his hands travelled down your body, searching for the hem of your shirt which you helped him pull over your head. As he saw your naked body with just shorts on, he had to stop himself from hurrying, he wanted to make it nice for you, wanted to be gentle as much as possible so you would enjoy it.
You put your hands on your breast, shy a bit because of how he was watching you even though the room was kinda dark, just two candles lit at your nightstands. Joel quietly laughed, kissing your forehead before putting his hands on yours, pulling them away so he could see you.
"You are so pretty, baby," he whispered, kissing your neck suddenly, making you whimper quietly as he touched your ribs and then his hands travelled to your chest, caressing your breast. His hands were gentle but rough at the same time and he started to move lower with his kisses, stopping at your stomach as he kneeled in front of you. He then touched the hem of your shorts, questioningly looking at you, asking for permission, which made it even more erotic more you.
"Please, Joel, just touch me somehow." you were needy and who wouldn't if someone like Joel would kneel in front of them? On his face appeared a small smile again, he loved finally seeing you from this perspective. Slowly pulling down the shorts along with your thongs which you stole in a lingerie shop on one of your night runs to the small town nearby.
"Oh god, so beautiful." all these compliments he was giving you caused you to get wetter every second. He looked you in your eyes, waiting again for any sign of discomfort but you gave him the type of look which told him every reassurance he needed. You were absolutely devoted to him, wanting to go all the way with this man who you properly knew for only a few days.
Before you could beg for his touch again, his hand move to your thighs, making your legs spread a little and as you looked at him, he moved closer to you, gently with one stroke licking your clit. You were thinking about one thing, if this felt this good, how will the sex feel? Can it be even better? You could not think much more, he started to suck on your clit, his hands still on your thighs, thumbs rubbing small circles on your skin.
"Joel, that feels so good." you moaned, maybe a bit too loudly, but lucky for you, no one was in the room next to yours. You almost did not notice one of his hands disappear from your wast, entering you with one finger.
"Do you touch yourself, love?" he moved just a few centimetres away from your clit, looking up at you, provoking you with the naughty smirk he had on his lips. Of course, you did, lately more than ever, but who could judge you, it was an apocalypse and you could not be sure if you would ever meet men or women with who you could be sexual.
"Sometimes." you definitely did not want to lie, but why would you tell him how often, right? He probably believed you or if he did not, he did not show it on his face, instead, he put his mouth to use again, hitting the important spot with his finger to which he added one more. You were trying to get steady as your knees started to buckle under the rush of pleasure you were feeling. Joel probably noticed that, as he pushed you a little, so you could have leaned back on the window sill, at least gaining a bit of balance.
One of your hands was in Joel's hair, gently pulling so you would not hurt him but instead of it to show him how good he was making you feel. Of course, you were moaning more loudly because of how close to your first orgasm of the night you were but you were all in for physical contact as it was really important for you.
"Come on baby, cum for me." the hoarse voice of Joel, made you realize how close you really were. As you tried to contain your moans, you bit your lower lip, your head tilted back and the knuckles on your hand with which you were holding the window sill, got white as a result of how much you pressed it.
When you once read about women's orgasms, you found the book in the library, you read about the stars in front of the woman's eyes when it was really good. Well, Joel was definitely good at what he was doing as you really saw stars and it took you a few minutes to calm yourself down. These few minutes Joel was holding you in his arms, letting you lean on him with his full weight.
"That was amazing," you whispered to his chest, your hands on his stomach under his hoodie, He was looking down at you, a tender smile on his face, contemplating how beautiful you were with red cheeks, a bit teary eyes and chewed lips.
"Do you still have energy?" he asked, softly kissing your forehead. You looked into his eyes from under your lashes and smiled as if you still had the energy to do anything. He slowly picked you up and let you put your legs around his waist as he brought you to your bed, where he gently, so he would not hurt you, laid you down and then leaned above you to kiss you on your lips. The kiss lasted probably a few seconds but you wanted it to last forever.
Joel kneeled above you, took off the hoodie and threw it somewhere next to the bed. You already saw him without his shirt when he was helping outside in the sun and was too hot in his usual shirt but now it was much more erotic. He noticed you looking at him and kissed you again, he could not resist you, and probably would do anything you would ask him to at that moment.
"You sure, you wanna do it?" he asked you and somehow that made you more aroused. You liked how he wanted your permission, it was important to you.
"More than anything right now." your voice was more like a whisper as you were starting to get a bit nervous but man, you wanted him to do it immediately. You wanted to feel him inside you, you needed it.
"Look, I am going to be careful, if something was too much, just tell me okay? I will stop immediately." he was a bit worried, you could have heard it in his voice.
"I am sure, it's gonna be okay. No need to worry." you smiled at him, trying to make him feel better, which helped as he smiled back and raised from the bed to take off his shorts and boxers which he had underneath. Before you could properly look at his naked body, he already was above you, between your knees, massaging your sensitive clit again to make you wet, but that was not a problem at all so continued with himself.
He stroke himself a few times but he was already rock hard for some time now. He had to relieve himself the day before just because he saw your side boob in one of your shirts before you went to sleep, so he could not get more aroused by you. He guided the tip of his cock to your entrance, slowly pushing himself into you, not wanting to make it painful.
It was okay for a few seconds but Joel was a lot bigger than you thought, making you stretch around him. You rigged your nails in his shoulders, chewing your lips again, your eyes closed.
"Slowly, please," you whispered to his ear as he lean closer to your neck to kiss you. He tried, he really did and it was really hard given the fact that it was a long time since he had sex and you were so damn tight. It took you some time to get adjusted to him but it was still not enough.
"It's okay baby, we can leave it be, we can try tomorrow, I can prepare you better." he was trying to talk you out of it so he would not hurt you but you were stubborn and too needy for this. You shook your head, not wanting to give up.
"I can try to sit on you." just this sentence almost made Joel cum, you were just so innocent. He pulled himself out, laying on his back, helping you to get above him. You weren't scared, you knew that if he hunted you like this, it would not be his fault but yours because of how stubborn you were, but you just wanted it, needed it.
"Slowly okay? No need to hurry." he tried to calm your movements and hold you by your waist as you took his cock to your hand to guide yourself to it. Slowly you started to lower above him, stretching more than before. The soothing words that Joel was whispering, like 'it's okay, take your time my love' and 'you can do it baby' helped you a lot with the pain which started to disappear. You did not sit at him properly, you both knew that Joel will have to do the last movement but he wanted to wait for your signal.
He turned you both so he could be again above you and with a long kiss on your lips he thrust into you, making you moan and cry out a little.
"So brave for me," he whispered after a few seconds before he started to move a little. The pain was slowly fully replaced by pleasure and you could not hold the moans anymore, kissing Joel to silence yours and his whimpers.
One of your hands was on his shoulder, the other you moved to his waist and then lower, to his ass, pulling him closer to you with each thrust. The little whimpers he made when you moved to kiss his neck made you feel so good, hearing that he was also enjoying that.
"I don't think I will last any longer, my love." when he called you like that a few times, you started to feel this nice feeling in your stomach and now it really affected you a lot more. And in just a few more seconds you felt his fingers on your clit, rubbing circles on it to make you cum along with him. And you did. As you got closer, you tightened around him, making him grunt a little and accompanied by your loud moan you felt him filling you. It was like ecstasy, you thought that you've never experienced such a good feeling as sex with Joel.
The only noises in the room were your deep breaths. Joel lay next to you, pulling you into his arms, which made you feel really good. You needed someone to hold you for so long. All the nice feelings made you suddenly realise that he was supposed to leave soon and leave you there only with Bill and Frank. You looked at Joel with tears in your eyes which scared him a little.
"What is it, baby? Are you okay, is something hurting you?" he asked with concern in his voice but you shook your head to reassure him, that you were okay like physically.
"You are leaving soon." in his eyes appeared the sudden realization of the fact that he still was planning to leave to find his brother. He loved his brother and needed to know that he was okay but he really cared about you and did not want to leave you. He wanted you by his side, actually no, he needed you.
"I need to know my brother is okay." he wanted to take you with him but did not want to risk your life even though you would have him and Tess to protect you. He was not sure what to do.
"I will go with you," you suggested immediately, knowing that he was already thinking about it from the look on his face.
"You know I would love to have you with me, but what if something happened? Your dads would kill me." he tried to joke a little but you just wanted to go with him, not caring about what they would think. You knew they would be doing just fine without you.
"I do not care, Joel, please, let me come. I know how to fight and shoot, I can take care of myself and help you and Tess." you were looking into his eyes, almost begging him to take you with them. Not only that you would be with him but you could explore the world and finally see the proper cities you wanted.
"We will talk about it tomorrow, yes?" he asked, kissing your forehead, and making you close your eyes. "We will try to think of something," he added as if he was convincing himself more than you.
And as you nodded and started to slowly fall asleep, the last thought you had in your mind was, that he could disappear before you wake up and come back only if he will find his brother and survive.
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Tell Me What You Want
pairing - scott monroe, sam monroe π
summary - sam and scott are twins, both have a crush on you
part 2! of tell me what you want
Scott woke up with a groan. He had a really good sleep. It was those kinds of great sleeps you'd wake up from and have all kinds of marks on your arms from. He stayed in bed for a while, trying to fully wake. Once he did, he checked his phone and saw a notification from you.
βMy Angelβ sent 1 attachment.
His heart dropped, but he still opened it anyway. His eyes widened a little and felt his cock twitch. He opened the photo fully, admiring how pretty your tits look in that bra. He sighed, thinking about how pathetic he was last night with you. He was kinda embarrassed but he knew you were into it. It's not like he couldn't be a little more dominant, you just caught him by surprise.
He kinda had the urge to masturbate to the photo of your tits, but decided not to out of respect. Instead, he liked the photo and replied, βSo pretty, Angel. Always looking so good.β And he left it at that. He went to his bathroom and decided he was gonna take a shower.
Across from Scotts room was Sams. He was still asleep since he was really tired from staying up so late. It was almost a daily routine for him, he never woke up early unless he absolutely had to. An hour passed by and Scott was knocking on his brother's door before walking in. βSam, wake up.β
βGet out.β He replied lazily. There was no way Sam was gonna leave his bed. He had just gotten into the perfect position and was so snuggled up in his blankets. Scott rolled his eyes and pulled the blanket off of Sam. This made Sam groan and open his eyes all the way. βWhat do you want, Scott! It's Sunday, leave me alone. I don't gotta do anything.β
βI need to talk to you about Y/n.β Scott mumbled to Sam, becoming a little embarrassed. βSpeak up, dork. I can't hear you.β He lied. He heard Scott the first time, he just wanted to annoy him back. βSβ about Y/n.β He said a little louder. βHuh??β Sam pretended not to hear him again, βScott, stop being a bitch and tell me what you want βfore I kick you out.β Literally. He would quite literally KICK him out.
βIt's about Y/n!β He kinda yelled and threw a pillow at Sam. It made him laugh to see his brother so mad at the teasing. βOkay, okay, damn. Don't get your panties in a twist.β Sam rolled his eyes as Scott sat next to him on the bed. βSo, what happened? She finally had enough of you or somethinβ ?β
βWe made out.β Scott immediately replied. It caught Sam's attention real quick. βAgain?β βYeah, but that's not all.. she left a couple hickeys.β He replied and turned his face to the side for Sam to see. This caused Sam to get a little jealous. He wondered how it would feel to have your sweet lips on his neck.. or anywhere else at that.
βOh, damn. She was hungry, huh.β He tried to hide his jealousy with humor. It fooled Scott, causing him to laugh a little. He wasn't gonna tell Sam about the other thing he did with you, though. He could never talk about that stuff with his brother.. βSo, I was gonna ask.. dβyou think I have a chance? Yunno, since she's over here markinβ me βn stuff.β
βShit, don't ask me. That girl is crazy. Givinβ you mixed signals since we first met her.β Sam explained, crossing his arms under his head. βA hickey or two..β He looked back at Scott, βOr three, doesn't necessarily mean anything. I've given a couple of girls hickeys and it didn't mean anything. Well, to me, at least. Was just the heat of the moment, so that's probably what happened to you.β Sam shrugged, purposely putting these things in Scotts head to mess with him just cause he was mad that it wasn't him with those marks.
Scott sighed, looking to the ground. βYeah, I guess you're right.β He bit the inside of his cheek. βThanks, Sam.β He said after a while of silence, walking to the door. βUh-huh.β Sam responded and went back to sleep after Scott left.. lazy ass.
You were already up, doing a couple of chores with Chris. He was sweeping the floor while you dusted and wiped down a couple of counters. βSo, how did things go with blondie yesterday?β Your brother asks. Your heart started pounding a little faster, remembering how intimate you got with Scott yesterday.
βWhat do you mean how things went?β You cocked an eyebrow, looking at him. βWell, you left pretty early, and he looked kinda mad when we were eating. Thought maybe you guys got in a fight or something.β Chris shrugged, taking a quick look at his phone. βMm, well, he got mad about something I said, but we talked it out after dinner.β
βYeah?β He asked, typing out on his phone for a couple of seconds, then returning his attention back to you. βWhat did he get mad about?β βHe was tellinβ me about how his best friends girlfriend got pregnant and how he didn't wanna be there for her, and then Scott said βits not my problem to care so muchβ or something like that, so I said what if it was me who got pregnant and then got left by my baby daddy. And then he got mad.β
βWell, duh, he got mad. He likes you, and I bet even the thought of someone else treating you like dirt would piss him off.β Your brother took a great take at that. βThats exactly what he said.β You replied with a sigh. βDoesnt matter, though. Like I said, we talked it out.β
βOkay, whatever you say.β He replied and finished sweeping. βOh, by the way, I'm leaving in a little bit.β βWith Sam?β βNo. I'm taking this girl out for lunch, and then im probably gonna hang out with her the rest of the day.β
βOh, okay. What's her name?β You asked. βUh..β He seemed a little hesitant to tell you. βI don't think you really wanna know.β He responded. βWhy not? It's just a girl, no?β It's weird how he's not telling you.. why wouldnt you wanna know?
βCause,β he groaned. βYou can't tell anyone.β He informed in a very serious manner. βUh, okay?β You furrowed your eyebrows? How bad could this be? Its just some girl.
βIts Alysββ βALYSSA? SAMS EX GIRLFRIEND?β He threw a towel at you when you yelled. βShut the fuck up! Yes! Alyssa, Sams ex.β βChris, that's your best friend! how could you do that to him!β βHe doesn't even care about her anymore, Y/n. He doesn't give a fuck who she sees.β
βThen why do you wanna keep it a secret?β Oh, girl. You ate that. Chris glared at you. βBecause I know he'll hate me if he finds out. Look, I just wanna see if I like her or notβI likely won't! He told me about how much of a brat she is!β βIf shes a brat then why would you go out with her in the first place.β
βItβs none of your business.β He threw the broom to the side and stormed off to his room. Touchy. Jeez, he's such a girl. You sigh and think about how mad Sam would probably get if he found out. He was really attached to Alyssa when they first started dating.
You finished cleaning and decided to chill in your room for a little while.
β1 new message from Scotty.β
You open it and see the compliment he left you. It makes you smile. Sometimes you think about how happy Scotty could make you if he was your boyfriend, but you just didn't wanna hurt his feelings if he ever found out about your thing for his brother.
But was that the only reason you didn't wanna date him? Of course not. There were a bunch of other reasons. Like, Chris would be in your business all the timeβ Your dad won't allow you to have a boyfriendβUgh, your mom would be really weird about it.. she'd probably wanna talk to you about sex.
Back at the Monroe's house, the twins and their parents were outside in their front yard, spending time together.. that was until Sam and Scott went inside for a little to smoke..
Scott didn't smoke as much as his brother, but he did it when he was feeling stressed. This time, Scott was the one who got really high instead of Sam. There was no way they could go back outside. Mr. & and Mrs. Monroe already knew about Sam using, but they didn't know about Scott. If they did find out, both of them would be in big trouble.
βYeah, let's just stay inside.β Sam suggested. βBut they wanted us outside!β Scott whined. βI'm pretty sure they dont care if their 19 year old sons dont wanna hang out with them anymore. If anything, they want us to leave them alone.β Sam rolled his eyes and sat on Scott's chair.
βOkay..β Scott sighed and looked at his phone for a while before talking again. βMaybe we should go next door.β βWhy? So you can see your little angel?β Sam teased his brother.
The blonde kissed his lips and rolled his eyes. βWell, I actually wanted to see Chris cause I didn't really talk to him yesterday, but if that's what you wanna believe, sure.β
βDo you really wanna go?β βyeah!β βOkay, fine. Just make sure to not let mom and dad see your whore marks.β Sam left before Scott could even answer. He lagged behind for about 10 seconds before getting up and catching up to his brother.
They both kiss their parents goodbye before leaving for your house. Chris opened the door for them and took them up to his room. Long story short, Sam brought his weed along with him, and they all got high. You could hear a bunch of laughter and screaming from them down the hall. It made you giggle a little, hearing all of them acting like little boys.
About 30 minutes later, there was nothing but silence for a couple of minutes until you heard Sam yelling. You immediately knew what was going down. Chris must've told Sam what he was gonna do later.
βAre you fucking kidding me?! Thats my ex girlfriend, asshole!β βYou told me you didnt care who she sees!β βYeah, unless its you! The fuck is your problem? You're supposed to be my best friend.β βI am!β
βNo the fuck you aren't if you're going out with Alyssa. You're supposed to have my back.β He pushed Chris away. βI do, Sam, I do!β βYeah? Yeah, you do?β βYes!β βFuck you, you liar!β Sam opened the door to leave. βWhere are you going?β Scott chimed in. βTo Y/n's room. Fuck the both of you.β Sam slammed the door.
You heard all this, and as soon as you heard your name, you quickly looked in your mirror and fixed yourself up a littleβScott didn't really take offense to what Sam said cause he literally did nothing, and he knew his brother was just mad, so.. βThink I'm gonna leave. Bye, Chrissy.β Scott said and skee-daddled out and went home.
Chrissy.. really? Chris thought to himself and left the house as well. He didn't even wanna be in the same place as Sam right now, so he texted Alyssa he was on his way.
Sam was already in your room by the time Scott and Chris left. βDid you know about it..β Sam asked, leaning against the door. βHe told me like two hours ago..β You reply, staring into his makeupless eyes. Recently, he had no reason to put on eyeliner, and you loved it. Hopefully, he'd realize how good he actually looks without it.
βWere you gonna tell me?β He crosses his arms. Fuck. Just lie to himβyou dont wanna make him even madder. βYββ
βDont lie to me.β He cut you off, staring hard. β.. No, he told me to mind my own business.β Sam sighed and looked to your window. Suddenly, he went over to your bed and lay next to youβbut then he adjusted himself to lay in between your legs, his head laying against your breasts. βJust hold me, princess. Can you do that for me?β Um. DUH! How are you not gonna do this for him.
You run your hands through his black and blue hair, playing with it. His teeth messed with the inside of his labret piercing while you played with his hair. It was a habit he picked up when he was frustrated. βYour tits make good pillows. Real soft.β He mumbled with his eyes closed.
what did he say? no. fucking. way.
βUmββ you choked out a flustered chuckle. βThanks..β you replied, still tangling your fingers in his box dyed hair. βCan I suck on βem?β OHMYGOD. You were freaking out so bad. Your heart was pounding, too. It made him chuckle. βThat make you nervous, princess?β
That was enough to make you soaked. βSam, you're high.. you don't know what you're saββ βIt was a simple yes or no question, Y/n.β You swallowed hard. Would this make you some sort of whore if you let him? You almost fucked his brother last night and now the other one is offering to suck your tits?
Fuck it. You're young and don't know any better. You nodded, and so he turned around, looking up at you. He gave you that little side smirked you loved so much. While holding eye contact, he lifted your shirt, revealing your bra. βSo, so, pretty, princess.β
You wondered why it was so easy for him to make you throb. You gasp a little when he easily un-clasped your bra, revealing your bare breasts. βFuck, baby.. βs an even better view than I imaged.β
βImagined?..β You let out a whimper while his thumb played with your nipple. βMhm. Been thinkinβ bout these tits for a while now.β Oh, this had to be a dream. There was no way this was real. βCan I taste?β He said, barley above a whisper. You nod, and soon enough, he put your right breast in his mouth. His tongue sucked on your nipple, sweetly for a while, until he decided to run his tongue all around your tit.
He left a hickey underneath and right above it. The way he skillfully sucked you was unbelievable. You wonder how many times he's done this..
βOther one, please.β He asked you nicely. He moved his mouth to your other breast and did almost the same thingβthe only difference being that he left a couple more hickeys than on your right.
βSamββ βYes, princess?β He looked up at you. βMm.. I..β you hesitated. the guilt was taking over you, but you were so damn horny. βCan you.. use your fingers.β You shyly asked.
βMy fingers?β He repeated with a smirk. βShow me where you want βem, baby.β He gave you his hand. You blushed and closed your eyes while leading his hand to in between your thighs.
βOh, princess. Did I make you wet?β He teased, knowing damn well he did. βDont worry, baby. I'll take care of you.β He tugged your shorts down to underneath your knees. His middle finger grazing your clothed clit. βEver been fingered, baby?β
βYeah, but.. it didn't feel good.β You try to keep your noises in. βHe didn't make you cum, huh?β To which you shook your head. βPoor, baby. Dont worry. I'll take care of you.β He pulled the cloth to the side and ran his finger up and down your needy clit.
βShe's so pretty. So needy, too. Can feel her throbbing βround my finger.β This made you twitch and buck your hips up. βPatience, princess, don't worry.β He added another finger to your clit, slowly fingering it.
βSo wet for me. You always are, huh? Don't think I dont catch you checkinβ me out.β He chuckled. His fingers slowly started to enter your needy hole. He barley stuck his fingertips in and you were already moaning.
βSβ okay, baby. You can take it. So wet, they'll slip in real easy. Trust me.β He took your hand in his free one. He slid his ring and middle finger all the way in, making you gasp sharply.
His long, slender finger felt so good inside of you. It made you wonder how good his cock would feel. βGood girl. Takinβ me so well.β He started moving his fingers in and out, curling them at times. Your pussy made the sluttiest wet noises as his fingers rutted in and outβit made him really hard.
βYeah, mama, that's it. Come on, let me hear you.β He moaned out, absolutely mesmerized by how cute you looked right now. You finally let your noises out, whimpering his name over and over again and babbling about how good his fingers feel.
βMhm, yeah. Just a little bit longer, princess. You're almost done.β How did he know you were already so close? Its like he had a superpower or something. βBet my brother couldn't make you feel this, huh?β He looked you in the eye as he said it. Fuck. How much did he know..
βWeβI.. I didn't let him fuck me..β You whimpered. βWhy not? Didn't like him enough?β Sam asked, speeding up his pace. βCauseβfuck!β you whined at the need pace. βbecause!βI dont know!β Tears started form in your eyes.
βLittle slut. Hes my brother, did you think he wouldn't tell me what happened? Im assuming you only got close to fucking. He showed me those hickeys you left on him. Gotta admit, I was a little jealous, princess.β
Sam Monroe? Jealous? What..
βMβ sorry, Sam..β you whimpered. βIts okay, baby. long as you dont tell him about this. Bet he'll be so pissed that you're letting me do this to you instead of him.β He says and pulled his fingers out of you, making you gasp at the loss.
βTell you what. Let me fuck you just this once and I'll let Scott have you, huh? Dont worry about me, baby. I'm not good for you.β He whispered, releasing his cock from his boxers. The tip of him was super wet and a blushing pink. Weird.. his cock looked just like his brothers, except Sam's was a little bit thicker.
βYou're gonna give him your sloppy seconds?..β
βNo, baby. You could never be sloppy seconds. Too pretty for that, princess.β He slipped your panties off and hooked them in his pocket. βCome on, baby. Make a decision.β
It took you a few seconds to think about it. Maybe he really wasn't good for you.. he was a drug addict and probably had a bunch of girls he talked to. This would be your little secret.
You nodded, and before you knew it, he slid himself in, letting out a high-pitched moan. βFuck, princess. So tight..β He gasped, holding onto your hips. βTell me when you want me to move..β He groaned, adjusting to you.
You nodded and took a few deep breaths before you moved your hips up and down on him, earning a surprised groan. βTaking things into your own hands, huh?β He asked. βI like that.β He chuckled and let you rut yourself up and down on him.
βMmm.. yeah, just like that. Doing so good for me.β He choked out, then thrusted into you, hitting your g-spot almost immediately. It made you let out a broken moan. He continued to thrust himself in and out, progressively getting faster. The noise of skin slapping against each other echoed around the room along with the squelching of your pussy.
βFuck, princess.. she's grippinβ me so tight.. dont know if I can last for too long.β He admitted, holding onto your tit with his right hand. βYour cock feels so good inside me, Sam.. fuck. βM gonna cum!β You tell him.
βTell me what you need, princess. Faster? Slower?β He pants while his thumb runs up and down your clit. βJustβdont stop! please..β He gladly obliges and next thing you know, your cum is coating his cock. You watch his dick slide in and out of you, witnessing the mess you made all over him.
βThat's a good girl..β He mumbled and slid out, stroking himself a couple of times. He whimpered over and over again until he came all over your stomach. He panted while looking at the mess you two made. βSo good, princess. Did so good for me.β He swallowed, then leaned down to give you a kiss. A sweet one.
βLets get you cleaned up, yeah?β He mumbled against your lips, then pulled his boxers up and walked over to your bathroom to grab a towel. He came back and cleaned your stomach, then threw it in your hamper after he cleaned himself up, too.
He took your panties from his back pocket and smirked. βThink these are yours.β He says and set them down on your nightstand. He helped you put your bra back on and even grabbed a new pair of panties for you to wear. You were back in your clothes, cuddling up to him, hand laying on his chest while his hand stroked your cheek.
βI gotta go in a little bit, love.β He says, a little bummed out. βOkay..β you sighed. βYou're.. not gonna tell Scotty, are you?β βId be crazy if I did. I dont want him hating me. If he asks, im just gonna tell him that you were telling me how Alyssa didnt deserve me and that Chris is a jerk.β He chuckled. βAlright.β you nod.
βCome on, baby. Just cause im not gonna do this to you ever again, doesn't mean we can't still be friends.β He tried cheering you up, setting a kiss on your forehead. βYeah, I guess.β Saying that made you think of Scotty. βI guessβ his favorite thing to say.
You felt so guilty. So guilty that when Sam said bye and left, you didn't really pay attention. You sat in your bed feeling like somewhat of a whore. It was just once, right? Just focus on something else, and you'll feel better later. And you did!
Sam went home that afternoon feeling bad, too. He feels like he took advantage of you. He betrayed his brother. He definitely wasn't gonna do this again. He peeked into Scotts room since the door was openβhe was asleep. He closed the door for him and went to his own room. He was gonna do his best to forget about what he did.
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oh this was very VERY interesting to write, guys. it took like 2 and half hours too π£ PLS LEAVE SUGGESTIONS ON WHAT THE NEXT CHAPTER SHOULD INCLUDE BC I RLY DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE..
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so mun x reader
β³summary: mun is excited to see you after being apart for so long
β³warnings: takes place early season 2, accidental confessions
β³word count: 731
β³a/n: some fluff before whatever happens in this weekendβs episode
βWhoβs Y/N?β Jeokbong asked, standing idly in the middle of the shop floor of Unnieβs Noodles while the other counters were rushing around him, carrying various supplies and decorations.
βAnother counter on our team.β Motak explains while setting out the table. βThey went overseas to help out with dealing with the evil spirits.β
βAnd theyβre finally coming back today!β Mun added happily while entering from the kitchen, bringing in a ladder to hang up banners.
βHow are they like? You seem really excited, Mun.β Jeokbong asked, noticing how bright he got at your mention.
βThatβs only because heβs had a crush on Y/N since-β Hana began with a smirk before she was cut off by a stuttering, red faced Mun who urgently pressed a hand on her mouth to silence her.
In his embarrassed state, the boy must have forgotten all about Hanaβs aversion to touch as he was instantly thrown to the ground with a loud thud, making him groan painfully.
βGood god Hana! Is this really the time for that?β Ms Chu exclaimed while helping Mun to his feet. Hana rolled her eyes at Ms Chu babying Mun before continuing her previous task.
βCan someone call Y/N and see where they are now? I still haven't gotten started on making the noodles!β Ms Chu fussed. Mun immediately offered himself to do it and excused himself from the room to go to the downstairs gym speedily, ignoring all the snickers and hushed gossiping from the others.
Dialing your number, he held it up to his ear and the call picked up in only a few rings.
βHello?β
Mun instinctively smiled hearing your voice, even if it was a bit muffled from the phone.
βHey, itβs me. We were wondering how far away you were now since we last called. Everyoneβs really excited to see you again.β
βI am too! You donβt even know how much I missed you all. Anyways, I think Iβm about half an hour away now? So not too longβ
βAre you kidding? Thatβs way too long! Tell the driver to hurry up or somethingβ Mun complained playfully. He heard you sigh on the other side of the phone.
βYouβve already waited a year! This should be nothing compared to that. Jeez, youβre so impatient sometimes.β
βWell thatβs only because itβs been that long! Why should I wait longer than I have to so I can see you again?β
You laughed at his whining and Munβs heart fluttered at the sound. He placed a hand on his chest, trying to calm himself down; itβs just you, he told himself. There was no need to get so nervous.
βIβll be there soon.β You reassured him. βMaybe you could help out Ms Chu or something to help pass the timeβ
βFine.β He finally gave in. βBut donβt you dare be late!β
βIβll see what I can do. But donβt blame me if thereβs too much traffic!β You warned him jokingly, making Mun chuckle.
βSee you soon, okay? I love you.β
The words came out so naturally that Mun hadnβt even registered what he said until a few moments passed and he was met with a shocking silence on your end. Mun gasped in realization and hung up immediately, not knowing what else to do.
He groaned frustratedly as he slapped his face, scolding himself. So Mun youβre an idiot!, he thought regretfully.
Mun had half a mind to call you back and try to explain himself but millions of thoughts ran through his mind in a second; what if you donβt feel the same? What if you find it weird? How was he ever gonna face you again?
Mun was knocked out of his spiralling thoughts when he felt his phone vibrate in his hand. The screen lit up, showing a text notification from you.
<Haha you didnβt even let me say anything>
The boyβs shoulders relax slightly, relieved that you arenβt totally mad at him. As Mun tried to decide how to respond, he saw you send another text. But upon reading it, Mun thought his heart almost exploded.
A stupid grin grew on his face while his already erratic heartbeat quickens even more as Mun rereads the text over and over to make sure it his eyes werenβt playing tricks on him.
<But i love you too lets talk when I get home π>
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Babe!!! Iβve fallen in love with Timothee! Wonka. May I request a Wonka x reader where the reader tries to make something for Willyβs birthday (a cake or something) and she is anxious that he wonβt like it but he thinks itβs so sweet and itβs all fluffy and cute βΊοΈ
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A/n- havenβt we all?? Anyways I love this
Warnings: established relationship, fem! Reader, other than that itβs all fluff
You stepped back as you looked at the cake. The chocolate cake with chocolate icing was perfect for him, you thought. It had some of his own chocolates crushed on top.
You pulled aside Noodle one day at work, bringing her into the room you had it in.
βSo, what do you think? Do you think heβll like it?β
She smiled and nodded. βI think heβs gonna love it. Did you make it yourself?β
You nodded. βI did.β
βItβs perfect.β
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His birthday was today. Everything needed to be perfect. You made sure that he stayed in bed late so the others could set up his surprise at the shop.
βCanβt we justβ¦ stay here for a little longer? The shop can wait.β You mumbled tiredly, and how could he resist? He would never say no to staying longer in bed anyways.
βHappy birthday, my love.β You said, pressing a kiss to his lips when he crawled back in bed with you. He smiled against your lips as you both laid there, rubbing a hand on his bare back, the light pouring in from the window.
He held you flush against him, he couldnβt have had a better birthday already.
βMmm.. we should get up.β He said after a while.
βYeah. Yeah youβre right.β You replied, giving him one more kiss before you both got up and changed into work clothes.
You held his hand as you both walked outside, you were excited to see his reaction to his surprise. The morning birds chirped at you both, it was quiet in the early morning.
He unlocked the door and expected to be met with the darkness of the building, and instead was greeted with streamers, confetti and his friends all there, with a smile as they stood next to the cake you had created.
He turned to you, you had a smile on your face as well.
βYou shouldnβt have-β he started.
βI wanted to.β You gave him a kiss on the cheek, and ushered him forward to say hello to everyone and to open his gifts.
βHappy birthday, Willy.β noodle said, he smiled down at the girl, giving her a hug.
βDid you help with this?β He asked the girl as he nodded to the cake.
She shook her head, βNope. She just asked me if it looked good, and of course it did. I set up all the decorations and wrapped the presents, though.β She sent you a smile and you smiled back at her.
She was like family to you both at this point.
βWell, thank you, both of you. I donβt think it can get any better.β
He cut the cake and you handed out a slice to everyone. You did end up smashing a piece in his face to which he replied, βat least itβs chocolate.β You rolled your eyes and laughed at the man.
You all sat down at a table, a table he had set up for things like birthday parties or the sorts.
You sat next to him, he held your hand under the table and sent you a small smile every so often. You just smiled back. He was the happiest heβs ever been, and he wouldnβt trade any of this for the world.
βYou know, I was kind of scared you wouldnβt like it.β You said once you entered the house, he hung up his coat and hat and furrowed his eyebrows.
βWhy would you think that?β
You shrugged.
βI like anything you make, simply because you made it.β He said, coming up from behind you, hugging you from behind and pressing kisses to the crook of your neck.
βHappy birthday, my love.β You told him again.
βItβs the best I could have ever imagined.β
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Iβm so excited for dune two just so I can see my man.
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α΄Κα΄α΄ α΄Κ κ°α΄Κκ±α΄? - Mason Mount
pairing: mason mount x footballer!reader
summary: what happens when the reader and mason are together for a youtube video- Truth Asylum?
βΏ A/N: i love chunkz & i love footy asylum! pls give the series a watch if you have notπ anyways, i hope you love this!! ps. if you donβt know what truth asylum is, itβs basically a lie detector test.
ββ¦Iβm gonna put their friendship to the test! Today we have the lovely Y/N L/N and Mason Mount!β
The both of you waved at the camera.
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Finally they strapped you up- placing sensors on your chest and fingers, the blood pressure cuff on your arm and the goddamn rubber tube over your chest.
Chunkz was to your left and Mason was seated across you. You smiled at Mason and he laughs, finding the whole situation funny.
βIβm nervous,β You said as your heart beat quickens, shaking the jitters off.
βThatβs true,β Chunkz points out, looking at the polygraph in front of him.
βOh shut up Chunkz,β You rolled your eyes, the reaction earning a laugh from both Mason and Chunkz.
βOkay so Mason, sheβs all strapped up and ready! Go ahead and ask her some questions.β
Mason rubs his hands together, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.
You laughed at his antics.
βSo,β He pauses, building up suspense. βDo you think youβre a better footballer than me?β
βNo.β You answered confidently.
βThatβs true! Wow, you didnβt even think twice,β Chunkz points out.
βYeah yeah, cause Mason has been at this football thing for much longer than I am. I have a lot to learn from him,β
Mason was in awe. βAww Y/N, donβt say that!β
βI mean it!β
Next questionβ¦
βY/N,β Mason calls out. βIf if wasnβt for football,β
βOh god,β You muttered, earning a chuckle from Chunkz and Mason.
βDo you think we would still be friends?β
You gulped, batting your eyelashes. βYea?β
βThatβs a lie!β Mason gasps, covering his mouth.
βWait wait let me explain! Let me explain!!β You quickly interject. Mason and Chunkz chuckles at your quickness to get your word out.
βAlright then, go on,β Mason says, allowing you to explain yourself.
βYou see, if you all didnβt already know,β You said as you waved to the camera, indicating βallβ as the audience.
βWe met through football. Our team had a joint training and thatβs how we became friends. Of course I knew of Mason before I even joined, who doesnβt? And prior to this I was quite a lowkey footballer. I donβt think anyone wouldβve known me if I didnβt join the club or whatever. Itβs just.. we were in very different social circles. He was winning awards left and right at the same age I was playing for a mediocre team back home.β
βSo arenβt you glad you met me then?β He adds on, cheekily smiling.
βIs that allowed Chunkz? Heβs asking me another question,β You try to sway away from the question, hoping Chunkz says no.
βAnswer him,β Chunkz smirks.
βYeah yeahβ¦ Iβm glad I met you.β
βAnd that folks, is the TRUTH!β Chunkz shouts.
You saw Mason smile grow wider.
βOkay, last question before we hand it over to Y/N. Go on Mase,β
He pauses, thinking of a question.
βY/N Y/M/N L/Nβ¦β He leans forward.
βYes Mason Tony Mount? Go on,β You could feel your heart racing.
βYou know the recent interview you did with Wired?β
Oh god. You already know what heβs about to ask. You just nodded in response.
βRemember when they asked about your football crush?β
You nodded again.
βYou said it was Hector Bellerin, yeah? Now, can I ask, is that true?β
You gulped, covering your face with your hand. You side-eyed the camera before answering βY-yes.β
βThatβs a LIE! So, who is it Y/N? Is he in the room with us?β Chunkz says, adding fuel to the fire as he smirks at you.
βAh- Eh! Thatβs- Okay, so Mason next huh?β You signalled to the producer and quickly avoided the question.
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Masonβs turn
βMason!β You called out.
βY/N!β He returns your energy.
βOh Iβm nervous. I donβt like this!β He shuffles in his seat.
You laugh. βNerve wrecking innit?β
He nods.
βSo, Masonβ¦. have you ever lied to me?β You stare at him intently.
βWhat?β The question catches him off guard. βNever. On God.β He turns to Chunkz to validate his answer.
βAnd itβs true. We love an honest guy,β Chunkz says.
βYes we do,β You agreed with Chunkz.
You pondered a bit for the next question.
βAh yes,β You paused. βWould you miss me if you never saw me again?β
You saw Mason laugh, like the question would be hard to answer.
βDo you want me to be honest?β
βWell yeah? Duh. Even if you lied I could tell.β You pointed to Chunkz.
βThen..yeah of course. You know when you had international duty?β
You nodded.
βI was going on to Dec about how much I missed you. You can ask him if you donβt believe me.β
You looked over to Chunkz for the answer.
βAndβ¦.Itβs true.β
You tried to hide your blush by giggling. βDidnβt know youβd miss me. Thatβs kinda funny.β
βHowβs that funny!β He laughs, βDonβt tell me you donβt miss me when Iβm away? Remember when I went to NYC youβd-β
βThatβs enough Mase, zip it!β You quickly ran over to him, covering his mouth before he exposes more of what he was about to say.
βRight, last question before we end it.β
βEasy,β You said. βWe all know youβve got a type. Would you date someone that isnβt though?β You smirked.
βGod Y/N, cmon now.β
βWell?β
βYeahβ¦yeah I would. But just this one person though. I donβt even have to think twice. Iβd make an exception for her.β
βOh? Whoβs she? A footballer?β
Mason squeezes his nose bridge, hiding his face. βChunkz save me,β He looks over to Chunkz, hoping he would help him.
βYou did the same to her, mβsorry Mase. Go on, is she?β Chunkz looks over to you, smiling. The both of you giggled.
βErr, yeah, she is.β He hesitantly answers.
βOoh, what team does she play for?β Chunkz asks, even he is growing curious.
βNah nah nah, thatβs too much! Letβs call it a day Chunkz!β
Chunkz and you laugh.
He then proceeds to do his outro.
You knew you shouldnβt have asked that question but you were curious. And also now you were a little disappointed he already has eyes on someone.
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The video publishes a week later, of course you watched it. You went to look at the comments. It was flooded with things like:
βWe need Mason and Y/N to come back!!!β
βThereβs obviously something going on between the two of themβ
βOh theyβre each other crushes. I know it.β
βLook at how Mason looks at her! Heβs smitten.β
βOH CMON MASE SHES RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUβ
Your phone suddenly dings.
And so, the two of you began chatting about the video.
However, little did you know that Mason was talking to Ben. He too, saw the video.
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Dirty little secret!
Ft: Gojo Satoru
Context: College AU, bully Gojo and quiet reader
Warnings!: Rough sex, quickie, creampies, hair pulling, dirty talk, blackmail, filming, spanking, mention of Geto lol, and no aftercare :(
Plot: Using reader for answers, bully Gojo ensures sheβd never chicken out with some videos he has saved, but what happens when she has had enough?
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5:04 PM
Laughter erupting from your lips, currently sitting on a random bench in the campusβ courtyard with one of your closest friends as you two chatted and gossiped about some of your classmates. Teasing each other with small remarks, you couldnβt help but scoff once your friend mentioned the the most annoying man on planet earth, Gojo Satoru.
βThat one guyβ¦Gojo right? Heβs always sleeping or just never there, he seems to linger around you a lot though, maybe he has a crush on you?β Your friend asked, clearly annoyed by the mention, you dramatically rolled your eyes before shrugging, trying your best to brush it off and change rhetoric topic βI dunnoβ heβs as dumb as a rock, thank god the years almost over, or else I might-β Words getting cut off by the sudden buzz of your phone from your pocket, pulling it out to see the notification. Speak of the devil, was almost like he heard you both talking about him. How annoying.
It was a message from the man himself, demanding you to come over to his dorm in the next 5 minutes for one of your βstudy sessionsβ that you both have βWhoβs that? Ooo~ donβt tell me! Y/Nβs got a hot date?~β Your friend teases, wiggling her eyebrows as she tries to peer over your shoulder. βAs if, donβt worry about it. I should get going anyways.β Puffing out her cheeks in disappointment at your blatant lie, your friend almost seemed sad upon this news, simply humming in response in a suspicious tone before giving your shoulder a playful hit. βItβs ok, see you tomorrow!β
Nodding in response, you placed your phone back into your pocket before dusting off your attire, waving goodbye as you both exchange words of departure; then walking off to the dormitory.
5:26 PM
Knocking on the door to Gojoβs dorm, you had finally arrived after the mediocre walk across the campus, having to drop off some of your textbooks on the way. Before you could even lift your finger to knock once more, the door had swung open, and you were yanked inside with a small yelp.
Before you stood a pouty Gojo, arms crossed and eyebrow raised. βI said 5 minutes, it took you over 20 to get here! Did you get lost or somethinβ?β Rolling your eyes at his sassy behavior, you refused to give him an explanation, simply placing your things down before unbuttoning your top, ready to get it over with.βWhoah, someoneβs cranky~ Already getting undressed? I thought I taught you better than to be such a stubborn bratβ He taunted, mirroring your actions as he too, began to strip of his attire, pulling you onto the bed.
5:32
βCmon~ donβt tell me youβre already tired, we just started! You had so much attitude before, whereβd it all go? I hope you didnβt lose count or else weβll have to start all over again~β knuckles turning white as you gripped the sheets, you were currently laying across his lap as he sat on the bed, chest flat against the silk sheets while he held onto your hips, large palms rubbing over the red marks he had made. Bottom lip trembling due to the stinging on your ass, you heard him chuckle a bit before delivering yet another harsh slap, the sound echoing throughout his dorm. βI asked you a question baby, what count are we on?β Already overwhelmed, tears bubbled in your eyes as you tried to wiggle away in a futile attempt to escape the pain, only for him to yank you back onto his lap. βI-I donβtβ¦.n-number 11 right?β You whimpered, voice barely audible as you trembled like a leaf.
Bracing yourself for another torturous slap, you paused for a moment once you were met with nothing, craning your head to the side only to be met with yet another stinging hit, amusement plastering itself onto his features. Gojo reached down to grab your hair, pulling your head up to catch a glimpse of your embarrassed face enjoying how quickly your demeanor crumbled from a small punishment. βDonβt get all shy now, youβre already crying? Seriously? Pffft- I gotta show Suguru this-β Grabbing his phone that sat next to you on the bed, he pushed the device into your face as he took a series of photos, capturing the way your damp lashes fluttered and how your mascara ran down your face. βG-Gojo stop..no more please..β Ignoring your pleas, a small snicker left gojos lips while he sent the photos to his best friend, flipping you around so rather than laying across him, your chest was connected with the sheets as your ass remained on his lap in a doggy style position.
Amused by the sight, Gojo pulled down the hem of his boxers to finally release his aching shaft, lining his leaking head up with your entrance, his hands held a firm grip on your hips. βIβm feeling needy tonight, no need for foreplay right? Youβre a slut so I bet itβll slide right in anyways~β Before you even had a chance to respond, he pushed his shaft in with one swift motion of his hips, throwing his head back at the pleasurable sensation of your velvety walls pulsing around his cock, groaning softly in response. As for you, despite his teasing words, the feeling his dick penetrating you so fast without any foreplay was rather unexpected, stunned for a few moments until your poor mind had finally registered what had happened, a mixture of pain and pleasure being woven together while you helplessly clawed at the sheets, panting heavily to try and regain your composure.
Relishing the sight of you struggling to take his length, a smirk placed itself on Gojoβs face, your reaction clearly feeding his ego plenty, wanting you watch you crumble even further, he began to rock his hips, wasting no time until he began a ruthless pace, causing the sounds of skin slapping to echo throughout the room. Moaning loudly, your back bent into an arch and your toes curled, the lewd sounds of your cries and skin connecting undoubtedly being audible from the hallway for anyone else to hear. Just when you thought it was too much too soon, you regained your senses once you heard the familiar sound of a camera shutter behind you, followed by a small fit of laughter. Was he seriously taking photos of you like this?
βW-What are you doing? D-Did you seriously just take a photo!β
βRelax~ I need to gather more evidence to ensure you wonβt leave, you wouldnβt want everyone seeing these photos of you, right?β
βThatβs b-blackmail you jerk!β
βI think of it more as a business procedure~β
Snickering softly at his own words, you couldnβt believe him, blackmailing you in the middle of sex just for the thrill of it. However, little did you know, he wouldnβt dare share those photos even if he wanted to, probably with his best friend, but thatβs it. Maybe heβd even jerk off to them later, it didnβt matter though, why do that when you were right here. His greedy blue eyes absorbed the way your ass bounced against his pelvis with each thrust, and mentally capturing the way your cries filled the room, watching you succumb to your pleasure had to be one of his favorite things to do. βItβs fine though, no one else can fuck you like I do right? Such a slut, always crawling back to me~β Feeling his tip graze against your most sensitive parts, you couldnβt help but tighten your walls as a particularly high pitched moan rolled off your tongue. βY-You came to me about this, asshole!β
Cocking his head off to the side at your words, he put his phone down once more before grabbing the back of your neck, pulling you up so your back could be flushed against his chest, allowing his member to protrude you even deeper. βSuch a brat, itβs okay though, Iβll make sure to tame this pussy of yours real good~β Hands trying to find leverage, your fingers dug into his forearm while you blinked up at him a few times, large hues staring into his before pouting your lips in response to his words. Taking this opportunity, his hand shifted to hold your throat tightly while your lips connected, your tongues interwinding with each other as his deep thrusts caused a small coil to begin to tighten within your stomach.
It was all too familiar, youβve done this enough times to recognize your own release when it approached, trying to alert him with the way your walls tightened and movements turning rather sluggish. Releasing your lips from his, a thin strand of saliva dangled between the two of you, hazy eyes forced to look at him as his hand held your head up. Relishing the sight of how quickly you were dumbed down from his cock, his grip on your neck tightened to hold you in place, as if you were going anywhere in this state. His other hand moving down to rub your clit in circular motions, trying to bring you to your climax while his signature smirk remained prominent as he too felt his release inching closer, abs flexing as his shaft twitched each time he dragged it along your walls.
Crying out his name, you were unable to murmur anything else, the peak of your pleasure rapidly approaching as his head continuously grazed against a sensitive spot in particular, causing you to see stars. Mouth left agape, your walls clamped down as a clear fluid coated both the inside of your thighs, as well as the sheets beneath you both. Left in a temporary hazed out state, you whined pitifully once you began to feel overstimulated, continuing to fuck you dumb even after your release. βAlready tapping out? Didnβt know my dick was that good- hah- fuck..β Groans growing louder, it didnβt take much longer until his release was approaching, giving one final thrust before white liquids spurted out, coating your inner walls white as he came inside. Removing his hand from your neck, he grabbed his phone once more, taking a photo of the way his cum dripped out of you while his hand that previously stimulated your clit was now parting your folds for a better view, pulling out his shaft with a low chuckle.
βLook at that, canβt wait to show Suguru this, you think heβll be jealous?β Mumbling incoherent words in response, Gojo simply laughed before laying you back against his bed as he began to redress himself, fixing his white hair before placing his glasses back on, collecting his items before heading to the door. βI have stuff to do, Iβll be expecting my homework tomorrow, better hurry and leave too before my roommate sees you like this~β
Watching as he left, you sighed heavily, wiping the sweat from your forehead with an irritated expression. βAsshole..β
That was my first fic! I hope you liked it, it was pretty short but honestly I just wanted to get something out, donβt forget to leave requests down for more β€οΈοΈ
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Hi, I hope your day is going well when you read this!! I know you said youΒ were currently taking a slight break from writing due to school, and first of all, I'm wishing you the very best of your studies! But I thought I would send a request just in case you do resume writing fics in the future, but feel free to ignore this! This seems a bit plain, but I was wondering if you could write an ominis x fmc where mc is terribly shy and avoidant to no one but ominis due to her feelings for him? Over time, though, Ominis observes her personality when interacting with other people, becoming fond of her but is left conflicted seeing how nervous she is around him, leaving him to wonder if she hates him or not. Since Ominis canβt see MC staring at him or how her cheeks go red around him, we could perhaps have Sebastian take note of this and act like the typical tease-playing wingman to set Ominis and MC up? Itβs a pretty fluffy request, but you can lead it down any road you want, whether it turns out suggestively or not.
A/N: hi!!! tysm for the kindness <3 uni is still kind of hectic at the moment unfort, but i LOVED this idea sm so i decided to write a lil something anyway. ty for the request, hope you enjoy!
Great Expectations
Ominis x f!MC - Fluff - 3k words
Summary: Urged on by Sebastian's insistence that the reason for MC's evasiveness is that she harbors a secret crush, Ominis decides to take Sebastian's advice and find this out for himself.
Tags: Miscommunication, Wingman Sebastian, Clueless Ominis, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Banter, First Kiss
"Some light reading?"
Ominis can sense the way she startles, nearly dropping the tall stack of books balanced carefully in her arms.
βOh, uhβ¦hello, Ominis,β she greets as she rights herself, voice oddly tight. βI hadnβt realized you were here.β
βAlways am. The libraryβs practically my second home at this point,β he smiles warmly, making some attempt at small talk.
Thereβs an awkward pause before he clears his throat to break the silence. βI uh, I hadnβt realized you were such an avid reader yourself,β he tilts his head, waving his wand over the topmost title in her pile. βAh, and you have taste! Dickens is brilliant. Iβd love to pick your brain sometime aboutββ
βI apologize, ifβyouβll um, if youβll excuse me,β she suddenly interrupts, eyes trained at her feet, before sheβs brushing past him in the tight corridor of shelves and exiting towards one of the more populated corners of the library.
Ominis frowns, brows knitting together in confusion and whatβs beginning to morph into genuine offense at this point.
βWas it something I said?β he mutters under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck.
Ever since they had become acquaintances, any attempts at amicability on his part had been met with brisk dismissals, curt replies, and her avoiding him like the plague. At first he thought her simply timid, but after observing her behavior with the likes of Sebastian or Garreth or any of her other friends, Ominis had been seriously considering some innate character flaw of his own.
He had thought he had made some progress in their relationship at the last gathering they had frequented, a weekend get-together in the Slytherin common room, but it was quickly becoming apparent that heβd been sorely mistaken.
Was he really so unapproachable? Dreadfully unlikeable? Did she simply have no interest in befriending him?
Ominis tries to pretend his ego isn't bruised by this notion, but fails miserably when his brain wanders to more woeful reasons as to why she would want nothing to do with him. His familyβs notoriety and the rumors surrounding his person that are frequently pedaled around the castle undoubtedly have already reached her ears.
Filled with a strange sense of defeat, Ominis abandons any of his original plans of reading in favor of sulking in the common room alone. Less than two steps towards the library exit, however, and heβs bombarded by Sebastian.
βOminis, you sly dog, donβt think I didnβt see you two warming up in the back shelves,β he grins, poking his friend in the ribs and waggling his brows.
Ominis frowns, swatting at the brunetteβs hand. βWarming up is certainly not the term I would use. She despises me.β
βDespises you? Are you blind?β
β...Yes?β
βI refuse to believe youβre that blind,β Sebastian amends, scoffing. βDonβt tell me you really havenβt noticed.β
βNoticed what? The way she canβt bear to spend longer than a minute around me?β Ominis grumbles. βTrust me, Iβm well aware.β
βOh Gods, youβre just as hopeless as she is,β Sebastian groans, deeply pained. βShe doesnβt despise you, sheβs head over heels, Ominis,β he leans in with an all-too smug tone. βTake it from a man who knows the ladies.β
Ominis turns his head over his shoulder as if in search. βAnd, pray tell, where is this man?β
He receives an indignant smack on the arm. βIβm serious! Trust me, itβs obvious to anyone with eyes. I mean, why do you think sheβs always so nervous around you?β
βShe probably thinks Iβm going to curse her or something,β Ominis mutters. βMy reputation isnβt exactly the nicest, Sebastian. Are you forgetting who my family is?β
Sebastian barks out a laugh. βIβm sorry, Ominis, but anyone who takes even a second out of their day to speak to you will know youβre incapable of harming a lacewing fly. Trust me on this, she likes you.β
Ominis pauses for a moment, considering the possibility that had never before crossed his mind before. An involuntary warmth spreads over his skin, surfacing all kinds of unbidden feelings he doesnβt have much experience in handling. Noticing his contemplative silence, Sebastian peeks at the blonde.
βOh, Salazar, youβre blushing,β he gasps, no small amount of delight seeping through his tone. βYou know, for a while I was half-convinced you were incapable of it. Me and Garreth actually had a bet that were half-vampββ
Ominis scowls, pushing Sebastianβs fingers away from where they were currently trying to prod at his flushed cheeks. βI am not blushing. Look, this whole notion is ridiculous, even for you, Sebastian. She can barely tolerate me, much less harbor some crush on me.β
βFine,β Sebastian shrugs, feigning acquiescence. βThen flirt with her. See what happens, and if she truly despises you as you say, then no harm, no foul.β
Ominis sputters. βI will not flirt with her, donβt be absurd.β
βWhy not? If you already believe she hates you, what do you have to lose?β
βMy dignity? My already maimed ego? Youβve seen her in Defence against the Dark Arts, if weβre being realistic Iβm probably in risk of breaking a couple bones as wellββ
βOminis, just try,β Sebastian groans, looking ready to rip his hair out. βIf you donβt, Iβm marching right back into that library and flirting with her for you.β
Immediately, memories of Sebastianβs past trysts with women and the sheer amount of crudeness in even his most tame chat-up lines come to mind. Ominis panics. βYou wouldnβt dare.β
βOh, we both know I would,β Sebastian grins, stopping in his tracks and turning back towards the library doors. βRemember that one boiling cauldron line Garreth taught me? Iβll go up and tell her you begged me to use it for youββ
βStop, stop, alright,β Ominis grits, fisting a hand in the back of Sebastianβs robes to pull him back. He sighs. βIβllβ¦.Iβll speak to her, alright?β
Sebastian claps a hand over his shoulder, pleased. βThatβs the spirit.β
//
As much as Ominis would have liked to postpone the inevitable as much as possible, fate was not on his side. He had the misfortune of running into her while on his way to the Great Hall for dinner, and with Sebastian by his side, he would have no chance of escape.
After urging his friend on with not so friendly threats, Sebastian made himself scarce, though undoubtedly somewhere within earshot so he could listen to disaster unfold.
βJust the person I was looking for,β he greets with as much warmth as he can manage, though his nerves are broiling a storm in his gut. βHave you gotten in any good reading today?β
Once again, she seems startled by his presence. βYou wereβ¦looking for me?β
βWell, yes. I was wondering if I might accompany you to dinner?β he smiles. βWould give me a chance to bore you with my fascination with muggle literature.β
βOh,β her eyes widen, looking almost excited before itβs washed over with anxiety. βIβm sorry, I uh, I wasnβtβ¦going to dinner.β
βOh,β Ominis frowns, noting how close they were to the Great Hall. βWhere were you heading then?β
βThe library,β she blurts out and Ominis tilts his head in confusion.
βBut the libraryβs in the opposite direction,β he nods over his shoulder. βAnd havenβt you just come back from there?β
βIβI have to go,β she says, suddenly swiveling in the other direction and brushing past him. βApologies.β
Once again, Ominis is left perplexed, and increasingly hurt. The only thing the interaction has done is given him a bigger headache, her behavior irrational in the face of Sebastianβs theory. Ominis finds himself even more convinced she hates his guts.
As if on cue, Sebastian ducks out from behind a tapestry shielding an alcove, an almost pained sort of grimace on his face.
βThat wasβ¦bad.β
βUnderstatement of the year,β Ominis groans. βDo you see what I mean? She clearly doesnβt like me, Sebastian. All Iβve done is made a bigger fool of myself.β
βSheβs nervous, Ominis. She was blushing the entire interaction. Look, maybe try being more direct? Girls like confidence! Tell her you will spend time with her and that you wonβt take no for an answer.β
Ominis blinks at him. βAre you trying to get my bollocks hexed off?β
βWhile that would be deeply amusing, no,β Sebastian assures. βLook, sheβs clearly just too shy to let herself spend time with you, thatβs why she runs away. You canβt give her a way out, hell, incarcerous her if you have to.β
Ominis looks genuinely concerned for any women that have had the terrible misfortune of being the objects of Sebastianβs romantic interest. βHow youβve not found yourself in Azkaban yet amazes me.β
βOh, shush,β he scowls before suddenly snapping his fingers, metaphorical lightbulb lighting up his face. βIβve got it! Remember how Sharp gave her detention this weekend for sneaking ingredients for Garreth? Just muck something up tomorrow in Potions, and done! Sheβll be forced to spend a whole evening with you.β
βThatβs a terrible idea.β
βItβs brilliant,β Sebastian grins, far too proud of himself. βEveryone knows detention is the best place to snog.β
Ominis chokes. βThere will be no snoggingββ
βOh, got bigger plans in mind, have you? Ominis, you dirty little devilββ
The tips of his ears burning bright-red, Ominis pushes through the entrance doors to the Great Hall before Sebastian can get another word in, thanking Merlin sheβd foregone dinner tonight.
//
While sprinkling some erumpent horn powder in Sharpβs cauldron during a practical demonstration was easier than heβd thought, actually having to go to detention the upcoming Saturday evening was not.
Pacing his dorm room anxiously while he counts down the hours until he has to make his way down to the Potions classroom, Ominis canβt help but be besmirched by his own stupidity at how he inevitably let Sebastian talk him into this.
Like the devil, Sebastian pokes his head through the door, not even bothering to knock. He plops himself down on one of the beds, eyeing the blonde with poorly-concealed bewilderment. βWhat are you so strung up for?β
βNot helping,β he glowers. βWhat if she runs away again?β
βRelax, would you?β Sebastian rolls his eyes, standing to walk over and muss the blondeβs hair. Ominis scowls and swats at his friend, but Sebastian is nothing if not stubborn, pulling at Ominisβ neatly folded uniform tie until it drapes messily around his neck.
βPerfect,β he grins, standing back to examine his work.
Ominis frowns, attempting with great futility to smooth his hair back into place. βI look like a delinquent.β
βHow would you know?β Sebastian raises a brow. βYou look great. Girls like a bit of a bad boy, you know. And after your stunt in Sharpβs class youβre certainly starting to build a reputation.β
βYou were the one who told me to do it!β
βI told you to get yourself detention, not cause a minor explosion.β
Waving a wand over his wristwatch to check the time, Ominisβ pulse doubles when he realizes he has to be in Sharpβs classroom in a few minutes.
Before he can talk himself out of it, Sebastian is dragging him out the door, blabbering terrible advice as if heβs sending his friend off to a first date and not detention with a grouchy Potions master.
ββAnd most importantly of all, compliment her, Ominis. I know youβre not very expressive, but for the love of Merlin, tell her she looks nice,β he practically shoves the blonde through the common room door, adding a final, βhave fun! Use the contraceptive charm!β
Ominis is promptly left alone in the dimly-lit corridor, a heat involuntarily rising to his cheeks, praying some greater force will strike him down before he has to humiliate himself any further.
//
The classroom is empty when he finally arrives a few minutes behind schedule, except for where he inevitably finds her scrubbing cauldrons in the back of the room. She tenses when he approaches, but doesnβt startle when he greets her this time. Ominis wonders if he can put it down as progress.
βSharp asked me to tell you weβre not allowed to use magic,β she nods towards the stack of cauldrons perched on the workspace. βAnd, um that weβre only to bother him if someoneβs bleeding, dying, or dead.β
Ominis nods, pointedly taking the space beside her and dragging one of the soot-covered cauldrons towards him to begin working.
Thereβs a tension between them that Ominis canβt ignore for the life of him, only the sound of scrubbing to cut through the painstaking silence. After a few unbearable moments, he clears his throat, remembering Sebastianβs advice.
βYou look nice tonight,β he attempts, though his voice sounds oddly thick with nerves.
The sound of scrubbing stops. βSorry?β
βI said you uh, you look very nice,β he attempts with more firmness, though his hands are white-knuckled around the edge of the table to stop himself from bolting from the mortification.
βIs that supposed to be a joke?β
βWhat?β he asks perplexed, forgetting momentarily a crucial reason as to why the compliment would seem absurd coming from him. βOh dear Merlin, no, no thatβs not how I meant it all.β
βVery funny, Ominis,β she takes in a sharp breath, dropping the brush with a dull clatter into the cauldron before she crosses her arms and faces him, all timidness suddenly replaced by a glaring frustration in her tone. Ominis isn't sure if it's an improvement, but at least sheβs talking to him. βDid Sebastian put you up to this?β
βSebastian? What? Of course not,β he sputters, desperately trying to amend. βIβ Look, IβmβIβm sorry. Can I start over? Please?β
She raises an expectant eyebrow.
βYou donβt look nice,β he tries, trying to suppress the wince that washes over his features. His only consolance is that Sebastian isnβt here to witness any of it. βIβm sorry, noβthatβs notβI meant, Iβm sure you do look nice, not that I wouldβ¦know, but,β he runs a hand over his face, certain that if she didn't hate him before, she certainly does now. βI meant, you smell very nice. That I can tell, youβ¦you smell very lovely, actually.β
Thereβs a long pause where she simply stares at him before her frustration inevitably only seems to double. βIs this what you find entertaining?β
βIβm sorry?β
βYouβre taunting me,β she seethes. βYou obviously know what I feel for you and now youβre making fun of me for it, arenβt you? Youβve been doing it all week.β
βWhat? Salazar, no, thatβs not it at allββ
βTruly hilarious,β she scoffs, shaking her head. βVery mature. Maybe try being more subtleββ
βThatβs not what Iβmββ
βYou can stop pretending you want to hang out with me all the time nowββ
βWill you listen? Iβm notββ
βNext time, if you donβt feel the same way, then simplyβhmpph!β
Despite the blaring alarm bells that should be going off in Ominisβ head for doing something so painfully impulsive to someone who could hex his entire bloodline in the time it takes her to take out her wand, his mind blanks out into a puddle of warmth as he crashes his lips to hers.
She freezes, mouth unmoving against his in the time it takes awareness to seep into her brain and for her to realize heβs kissing her.
To his relief, when the realization does set in, she kisses him back.
She seems to melt just as much as Ominis, her body instinctively leaning into his, hands going slack at her sides before they instinctively come to hold at his forearms where heβs cradling her face so she canβt pull away.
Ominis pulls him towards her, and then, urged on by some coiling heat inside of him heβs admittedly not too familiar with, he crowds her against the workspace. He nearly topples over several cauldrons in his franticness to deepen the kiss, muttering sheepish apologies through heavy breaths, but heβs far too consumed to feel embarrassed.
His lips on hers are clumsy and impatient, and maybe far too hungry for a first kiss, but she doesnβt seem to mind. Her hands come up to thread through his hair, to drag down his scalp, and Ominis couldnβt stop the groan that leaves him if he had all the composure in the world.
Heβs so far gone he doesnβt even care about all the soot theyβre getting on each other, too preoccupied with trying to keep his knees from buckling, to press his body even more against hers as if itβs the greatest offense known to history that theyβre not physically molded to one another. When he slots a thigh between her legs and she lets out a little noise against his mouth, he thinks he might just collapse.
Ominis skin feels hot to the touch, nerves prickling with want, with the urge to touch and taste and grind until he goes numb. She finally breaks the kiss, panting heavily against his mouth, eyes glazed over with just as much raw need. Though the loss is almost physically painful, Ominis is grateful for small mercies, because he was a few seconds away from tearing through her uniform top.
βYouβreβ¦β she swallows, trying to clear the breathlessness from her voice. βUh, very committed to the bit, I suppose.β
Ominis canβt help the laugh that escapes him.
His shoulders shake, forehead dropping to meet hers, and when he glances back up he smiles, lips still raw and undoubtedly kiss-bruised. She returns his grin, until he can feel her smile against his mouth when he leans down to press his lips to hers again, because he simply canβt help himself.
They barely register the sound of the door to the professorβs office swinging open. Only when he clears his throat do they finally tear apart, and Ominis wonders if itβs possible to drop dead from sheer mortification.
Sharp lets out a long-suffering sigh, as if heβs accustomed to walking in on much, much worse by now and his hardly fazed.
βJust get the cauldrons clean,β he grumbles, grabbing a few texts on one of the adjacent tables. He hobbles back to the door, shaking his head and muttering under his breath. βBloody teenagers and hormones, donβt get paid enough for this shitβ¦β
He ducks his head out before closing the door, pointing a stern finger in their direction. βAnd not on my tables.β
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part two !
RintarΕ Suna reminded himself that he needed to be more patient with the miyas because you'd been so very close to them. He's been keeping his biggest crush on you hidden for years, and he's not going to tell either of the twins about it.
you initially met and became friends with osamu, but his twin, atsumu, was a bit closer to you now because of his more cheery nature. suna was aware of this, which is why he continues to keep up with 'atsumus shits'.
like now, atsumu's been whining for ten minutes now and it seemed like it won't end anytime soon. suna glanced at you, your bright smile made his heart thump. he's well damned annoyed to atsumu's nonstop talks but seeing you laugh and make fun of the blond guy erased his inward curses towards the older twin.
"been tryna get her digits but she friggin' ignored me?!?" atsumu whined.
"hey don't be too upset 'tsumu, maybe you're not her type? we girls have types, you know.. "
suna listened intently to everything you said; he's interested, so very curious. he looked at you again, and this time you caught his gaze.
damn she's lookin' at me, can we just kiss already? were his first thoughts. still staring at each other, he slowly gave you a nod, and you smiled in return. he planned on making the eye contact last longer but atsumu-the-forever-interfering-bastard got in his way, he snatched your attention, well he better say something interesting!
"oh what's yer type then?" atsumu curiously asked, and suna can't believe it but he's actually praising atsumu for asking that. his intervening was a bit helpful after all.
although he's eager to know your 'type' he's nervous as hell, many variables have been crossing his mind. what if you're too specific on your type and it seems like you were describing someone? how could he handle that? or what if he's literally to far from your standards?
"uhm.." you sucked in a breath before your gaze went to suna, he was staring back so you looked away.
"you're literally the opposite of my type 'tsumu," you responded, stealing some glances to the fox-eyed boy.
"like suna?" osamu interrupted.
atsumu gasped, your eyes widened, suna coughed, and osamu deadpanned.
"what?" osamu added, his brow shot up.
no one dared to talk so atsumu laughed, "'samu yer such a mood killer" which made the younger twin show up a middle finger.
suna couldn't look at you and so are you, the twins are really troublesome. suna's thoughts were bombarded with many questions and what ifs.
after a little while had passed and you had decided to walk a different route from the other three, you waved and bid them farewell. suna's eyes were fixed to the ground, refusing to look at you as atsumu hugged you. osamu waved in response.
atsumu smirked and whispered, "hey yer such a sly fox, ya been crushin' on her don't ya?"
"shut up douchebag" = yeah bastard, it's been fuckin' years
"how can ya be noisy 'n nosy at the same time?"
"fuck off 'samu! ya know damn well that i'm ^@#^@#^@#&^#^&#@"
suna disregarded atsumu's following litanies because he was preoccupied with youβwith your soothing voice, your beautiful face, and the sparkling eyes he was able to capture looking back at him.
to get closer to you, he'll have to increase his patience with the twins from now on.
this was just another random thought since I'm inlove with Sunrin lol. Anyway, I'll be reaching 100 followers very soon and I can't wait to share the content I've been working on for this milestone! Thank you very much. Always be careful, my loves!
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Guardian Angel π€ Part 1 π€
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Summary: Leon was your regular friendly neighbor, always helping you out. Heβs just a nice friendly guy. Simple as thatβ¦ or so you thought. As his obsession with you increases you'll soon learn just what type of man your seemingly friendly neighbor truly is.
π€Pairing: Yandere!Leon/Fem!ReaderΒ
π€Tags (not all apply to all chapters): NSFW, Masturbation, Dubcon, Sex, Gaslighting, canon typical horror and gore descriptions, probably eventual kidnapping or kidnapping like behavior, use of pet names like bunny. Will add more tags as the story goes on
@hxllfiredoll Gave me Yandere!Leon brainrot, so here we go! I picture at least RE4R Leon in this. Letβs a gooooooo!Β
Leon had changed since the events of Raccoon City. He was no longer the bright eyed rookie cop who had the whole world ahead of him. Now he was in a much darker place, heβd seen the worst the world had to offer and he was not impressed. This world was no place for someone as perfect as you.
He felt like you were his flower trapped in a glass Γ la Beauty and the Beast, and without him there the glass would be removed by the world, each petal plucked from you until soon thereβd be nothing left of his flower. You needed him obviously. What would you do without him?Β
~β‘π€β‘π€β‘π€β‘π€β‘π€β‘π€β‘π€β‘~
You didnβt know much about Leon, he was your neighbor and kept to himself mostly. You knew he worked for the government, but didnβt know what that entailed. You knew he was beyond handsome, but awkward as hell, at least from what you observed.
You remembered coming up the stairs to your shared apartment building and the girl from apartment 202 had cornered him. Despite her best efforts and subtly hitting on him, she was met with a solid, βok.β You donβt think youβve ever seen someone escape behind a door faster than watching his honey blonde hair bounce with the speed of his movements.
The next time you saw him you ran straight into him because you werenβt paying attention, dropping all of your grocery bags.. βOh god Iβm so sorry.β You said, reeling from how knocking into him was like hitting a wall with how built he was.
βHey, it's ok, I shouldβve been watching where I was going.β He said. βHere let me help you with that.β Effortlessly he managed to pick up all of your bags and carry them to your apartment for you.
βThanks Leon.β
βDonβt worry about it.β He gave you a quick smile before leaving.
Really you thought Leon was just a naturally caring guy. I mean not all guys who are ridiculously good looking are assholes, right? Thatβs just a stereotype, and Leon would prove that to you often.
It seemed like Leon was always somehow there to help you, with friendly neighborly gestures. Out of sugar? Sure you can borrow his. Laptop not working? Donβt worry heβs good with electronics. Furniture needs moving? Well itβs a good thing heβs strong.
Really Leon was one of the nicest guys youβve ever met. He just exudes a sense of friendly trustworthiness that you couldnβt explain. Maybe it was his soothing voice, or those steely blue eyes that you tried not to get lost in when youβd speak with him. Sometimes youβd find yourself inventing problems in order to speak with him and ask for help. You chalked it up to a little crush, nothing more than that. You wouldnβt allow it to be so, you had a boyfriend already, plans for the future. You werenβt the type of girl whoβd throw that all away for some hot guy. Besides, Leon didnβt like you like that anyway, if he did you're sure you would know. Heβs just a nice friendly guy. Simple as that.Β
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Leon thought about you a lot. When youβd leave heβd work his brain to remember the lingering scent of your floral perfume, the way you shyly tucked your hair out of your face when you talked with him. Most importantly that adorably sweet voice that ran like honey through his ears.
He couldnβt believe such a little bunny like you lived right next to him. So sweet. So cute. So needy. Always knocking on his door for one thing or another. Under normal circumstances he would find himself irritated with the outside intrusion. When Leon wasnβt at work he liked to disassociate from life, what else was the point? Fight the bad guys. Go home. More pop up. Repeat. The world wasnβt kind, it wasn't fair. There was no point in anything else.
But then you moved in. The girl next door. You became the point, the pinnacle of his future. His salvation. His new purpose.Β
Slowly Leon began to notice that you needed his help more than you even realized. How did you even survive before meeting him? He began to follow you home from work, just to make sure you were safe of course. You were just a little hazard to yourself honestly. You didnβt look both ways before crossing the empty roads. You kept your social security card in your purse (donβt ask how he knows that.) You were too much of a people pleaser to avoid the strangers whoβd stop to talk to you. Too dumb to know better than to wear such short little skirts out in public.Β
Even worse was your home defense, I mean it took almost nothing for Leon to get into your apartment while you were away, and you certainly didnβt notice the little changes he made. Like the tiny cameras seated within your potted plants, the eye of the teddy bear you kept on your nightstand. You left your laptop open right on the kitchen counter! He didnβt even need to use his government equipment to get into your stuff. One hour of his time and all of a sudden all your texts and emails were popping up on his own secondary phone, your social media, everything.
Β Stupid, stupid little bunny.
The only thing worse than your ability to protect yourself was that hoity-toity upperclass hipster you called a boyfriend. Leon simply couldnβt fathom how some saucy fuck boy like that could work his way into your pure heart. Heβd spent hours going through all your DMβs and texts with this man. He simply could not see the appeal. He treated you like you were too stupid to understand his profound pretentious thoughts and opinions. You were too good for scum like him. You needed a real man, you deserved a real man.Β
Luckily for you, Leon was a real man. And now he found his new purpose in life was to keep you safe, keep your petals attached. You were so lucky Leon found you, he was going to give you everything youβd ever need. Youβd never have to worry or think again.Β
Leon had intended to do things the right way too, take things slowly. Really he did. He didnβt want you afraid of him, no he was going to be your prince, your knight in shining armor. He spent countless nights thinking of all the ways he could rid your boyfriend from existence so he could slip inside your heart and clean up the mess that was left.Β
He thought of your gorgeous face, the cute little blushes you try to hide when youβre around him, how red your face would be if he finally took the plunge and asked you out. Or maybe heβd be more dramatic, going directly in for a kiss, running his tongue over your bottom lip, teasing you. Oh how precious his little bunny was.
Despite it taking every ounce of self control, Leon was determined to take things slowly, well he was trying anyway, you werenβt making this very easy, especially with the noises he was hearing from his computer.
He lifted the laptop up so he could set it on the nightstand next to him. He clicked on the thumbnail of your room to blow up the image, and there you were splayed out putting on a show just for him - not that you knew that of course.Β
There you were in all your glory, back arched into the mattress as you worked the toy in and out of your sopping hole with one hand while the other danced around your clit at a steady pace. Your face was flushed, lip bitten and eyes closed as you generated your pleasure. You looked so serene and ethereal, like a goddess of pleasure that he could worship.
Leon felt his cock harden in his boxers, he pulled himself out and lazily stroked himself while he watched you. This was nothing new, something heβd done many timesβ¦that was until he heard your voice.
βNnng Leonβ¦β
He blinked at the screen for a moment, frozen as you softly chanted his name like a prayer. That, that was new. He knew you liked him, but heβd never seen you get off to him before. You were always such a good little girl, devoted to your future ex-boyfriend.
The sound caught him so off guard he almost finished by your voice alone. He released his cock from his hand so he could grab the pair of panties of yours he kept in his nightstand, he wrapped them around his cock and continued to jerk himself while he watched you, jerking himself in rhythm with the way you toyed with yourself. He sped up when it looked like you were close, aiming to finish when you did. The second you let out a final scream of his name he felt the pleasure burst from his cock as hot ropes of cum spilled onto the laptop screen and his leg.
βDonβt worry baby.β He said to the screen. βI wonβt make you wait much longer for the real thing. My sweet little bunny shouldnβt have to work so hard to feel good.β
With that little scene before him, his resolve crumbled. Clearly going slow was a mistake, you needed him so badly in more ways than one. He was going to show you just how safe you are with him, how good heβll be able to make you feel.
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βHey Derek, are you okay?β You asked as your boyfriend doubled over in the middle of the alleyway.
βYeah, just drank too much I think.β He said as the rest of his dinner came up along with what looked like blood. Under the dim lamplight you noticed that his skin was shining with sweat and there were spiderwebs of veins that looked pure black as they creeped along his skin.
βD-derekβ¦I really think we should get you to a hospital.β You said worriedly, putting your hand on his back. He spun around in a fury. βDonβt fucking touch me, I said Iβm fine!β His eyes were a deep red and almost looked like they were glowing in the night. You backed away a few steps nervously.
This was like a scene from a horror movie, surely it wasnβt real right? Maybe it was a prank? You gently reached out with a shaky arm to him. βH-hey, itβs gonna be alright.β He grabbed your wrist and yanked you harder than you thought possible before slamming you against the brick wall of the alley. He snarled in a way youβd never seen a human do before. βStop, this isnβt funny.β You pleaded with him, but they fell on deaf ears. Desperately you fished around in your pocket until you found the pocket knife you kept in there.
βIf you donβt let me go, Iβll have to use it.β You threatened as your hand shook with tremors. The black veins had reached all over his face now, he snarled again leaning in with an open mouth indicating his intention to bite the flesh from your skin. In a scared panic you jammed the knife directly into his neck, he dropped to the ground and you ran to the end of the alley, tears welling in your eyes.
You stood staring at his body as it layed there on the ground twitching. You fished for your phone to call 911, but remembered you had forgotten it at home before your date. Fuck. You thought to yourself as you tried to ponder your next steps. Your thoughts were cut short though when you heard a disgusting sound, like flesh being torn apart, bones breaking. You looked over and saw something beginning to protrude from his face and neck. Worms? Tentacles? You werenβt sure. Surely you must be hallucinating right now, having a psychotic break. There was no other explanation for this.
You took one step forward, then another, and another until you were back in front of his body. Within seconds your face was splattered with blood as whatever it was bursted out entirely from his neck. You could see all the deformed features of his face while they danced in a mix of tentacles that were waving before you.
You felt sick. You felt frozen. A gunshot rang out, and your boyfriendβs body slumped back to the ground, tentacles and all. The world became dizzy, the alley turning upside down, a voice you couldnβt make out. Someone stood over you, but you couldnβt see who as your head rattled. The next thing you knew you were out, slipping into the black void of unconsciousness.Β
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Leon had worked out the fastest plan to get rid of your future ex-boyfriend. It wasnβt hard for him to get a sample of the Plagas virus that the lab had been storing and it was even less difficult to inject it into the man.
Of course the cleanup was a bit of a pain, blaming a DSO researcher who lived nearby, framing it on them. But when you want something done right, you gotta put a little effort in, ya know? Anything for his little bunny.
Leon kept a close eye on you, closer than usual. His goal was only to frighten his little rabbit, not let her get killed or hurt more than was required. He saw the virus taking effect instantly, and noticed the odd ticks that would occur during your dinner date. Your own future ex-boyfriend and you didnβt even notice a change in his behavior until it became so obvious.
He trailed you to the alleyway, hiding behind the dumpster as the scene played out. It hurt him to see you so scared. Truly it did, but you needed this. He couldnβt believe you actually walked back over to the body. See little bunny? Thatβs exactly why you needed Leon.
The second Derekβs corpse was back on his feet, Leon drew his gun before sending a single, and final, lethal shot sending the Plagas back to the ground. He walked forward and caught you just as your body went slack.
βDonβt worry sweetheart. I got you.β He said tossing you over his shoulder and into his car. His timing was perfect. Heβd arrived back at the apartments just in time for the outside lights to be turned off both in the parking garage and external hallways. Carrying you to your apartment without being seen was a cakewalk. You made it even easier by staying unconscious the whole time Leon washed you up and tucked you into bed.
He made sure to hide all evidence of your bloodied clothes, and of your now dead ex-boyfriend. Of course the DSO wouldnβt want the public to know that any kind of outbreak occurred, no matter how small, which meant that Derek had to disappear entirely. The government would take care of his family and friends, but you, you were all Leonβs to handle.
He was nothing if not thorough to be sure, deleting any social media post, text, call log, anything at all that involved the man you once knew.
Before he left your apartment, he leaned over and placed a small kiss on your forehead before slipping back over to his own apartment before the crack of dawn.
Leon waited patiently for hours. Excruciating hours while you remained in your unconscious state. He knew you were about to wake though when he saw your face scrunch up on the camera, beads of sweat rolling down your forehead.Β
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You shot up in a panic. βDerek? Derek!β You shouted as your head pounded, your heart beat was so loud it resounded in your ears. You were more confused when your bedroom came into view and someone was sitting on the end of your bed. . . Leon?
βWhat the ββ
βHey sorry, I didnβt mean to scare you.β He said softly, moving towards you arm out like he was approaching a scared animal. βI heard you screaming and you didnβt answer the door so I let myself in just to make sure you were okay.β
It took a few moments to process his words before you let out the breath you didnβt know you were holding. βOh god, Iβm sorry if I woke you up. I was just having a bad dream.β
βSounds like it.β He said softly, and there they were those endless blue eyes, instantly instilling comfort in you. βYou sure youβre okay?β
βYeah I justβ¦it was a nightmare that Derek died andβ¦β She shuddered again.
βDerek? Whoβs that?β Leon asked, tilting his head. βA family member?β
You gave him a confused look. Leon knew who your boyfriend was, theyβd even met in passing once when he dropped you off at home. βNo, Derek, you know him, my boyfriend?β
βDerek? I donβt know anyone by that name, I didnβt even know you had a boyfriend.β He said with a soft laugh.
Your eyebrows knitted together in a v-shape, more confused than ever. Maybe Leon just forgot? Maybe he was just joking with you? You reached over and grabbed your phone from the nightstand. You thought maybe giving him a call would help ease your mind, and maybe showcase to Leon you did in fact have a boyfriend.
You swiped through your messages but didnβt see the text thread. You tried your snapchat, nothing. Instagram DMs, nothing. None of your threads or his accounts showed up at all. βWhat the fuck.β You said to yourself, hands beginning to tremble.
βIs everything okay?β Leon asked softly.
βYeah I justβ¦β You furiously swiped through your contacts and Derek wasnβt there. You tried calling his number. βSorry the number you are trying to reach has been disconnected or no longer in service.β
Something felt very wrong. You launched out of bed to your closet and dug through your old shoe boxes like a madwoman, ripping the lid off to dig through your polaroids that you had. Every single one with Derek, gone.
You turned to face Leon, new tears streaming down your face. βWhat the fuck is going on.β You asked mostly to yourself. Leon walked over to you and ran a thumb over your cheek soothingly. βHey, hey, calm down. Calm down. Whatβs wrong?β He asked softly.
βWhat do you mean whatβs wrong? Derekβs gone, everything is gone!? I was with him in the street and he died and nowβ¦now heβs just gone the pictures are goneβ¦β You werenβt making a lot of sense trying to explain to Leon what you were talking about. Were you having a psychotic break? No way, the memories you had were real, how can you just imagine a decade of memories!?
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His plan was working. Not even moments after you woke up you were already connecting your thoughts and memories to a person who no longer existed. He knew the more you pushed about this, the more lost youβd become. He wasnβt usually one for gaslighting, but heβd use any tool at his disposal for you. Donβt worry little bunny, the pain wouldnβt last long. Leon was here for you.
He walked over and wrapped his strong arms around you in the tightest hug he could give you. He shushed you and rubbed your back while you sobbed. βHey, hey itβll be okay. It will be okay, why donβt we get you back to bed.β
He led you back to the mattress, running his fingers through your hair while you laid down. βShhhh. Shhh.β He cooed, tucking you in tightly. When he turned to leave your arm shot out to his.
βW-wait. If you donβt mind, can you stay the night? I just.. Something feels wrong. I don't want to be alone.β
Of course he would stay the night with you. He nodded and sunk down on the bed next to you, above the blanket, not wanting to push his affections too far just yet. He played with your hair while you fell asleep again. Donβt worry little bunny, you were safe with him. Youβll always be safe with him.Β
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Fan behaviour
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Hoshiumi was looking for the right entrance at nationals when he saw you for the first time. You were dashingly beautiful and looking frankly a bit lost. His stare shamelessly settled on you, already memorising your pretty features. Weirdly enough, they seemed somewhat familiar.
You must have felt the burning stare, eyes finally meeting his and just barely startling him. He opened his mouth, about to make some smart comment that would be one of his first attempts at flirting, but he wasnβt given the chance. βHoshiumi Korai,β you said, crossing your arms. You were interesting and spoke confidently. He watched in awe as a small smile fell on your face. She knows me?
βHave we met?β he asked, sounding annoyed even if he didnβt mean to. He wished he knew your name too, if only so that you wouldnβt have the upper hand on the conversation.
βThey say youβre the new little giant,β you say, stepping closer slowly and not exactly answering him. As you came closer, Korai could see that you were slightly taller than him.
βSo youβre a fan.β he teased, raising his chin as if it made him taller.
βYou might face Karasuno on the court soon, Iβd rather you see me as competition,β you say, not backing up and sticking to your sweet, bordering on smug, smile.
βKarasunoβ¦ Then I look forward to beating you,β he said, already knowing that it was a match he was dying to play. No less now that the mystery girl was involved.
βGood luck.β
Unfortunately, Kamomedai defeated Karasuno after Hinata was benched with a fever. You almost felt out of breath watching Hoshiumi call out to Hinata that he would be waiting for him as the little tangerine was escorted off the court. Hoshiumiβs stature and voice had you wrapped around his finger from the sidelines.
Korai celebrated with his teammates after their win, and he was only spared a few three seconds to meet your eyes through the crowd before getting scooped up in celebrations again. You had more important things to do anyway, like support your younger brother through his first loss of the season.
You two didnβt see Hoshiumi much for your third year. You came to cheer for some of Tobioβs games when they got to nationals again and purposefully looked for the white-haired boy but didnβt find yourself lucky. Sometimes you wondered if he looked for you too and the two of you just missed each other. Then it was off to university, leaving that silly crush behind.
Kageyama Tobio, your younger brother by one year, told you about Hoshiumi Korai when he went to the All-Japan training camp in his first year. You simply had to research this guy who thought he was all that. There wasnβt much to find, he didnβt enjoy interviews, but thatβs how you knew his name when you two first met. Tobio had called you in the evening one day while at the camp, saying that some guys were trying to pick fights with him even though he couldnβt quite understand it. You adored your clueless brother and just told him to keep being himself and make the most out of his time there. His skillset would speak for itself. He eventually left the camp with a good experience and new inspiration, and you welcomed him home to hear him talk about what the floor was made of. However, your mind kept going back to this little guy with white hair that made Tobio think that Hinata could fly even higher. If you hadnβt been so distracted by that, maybe you would have noticed how bothered Tobio was with Atsumuβs comment about his playstyle.
When said dear little brother got accepted to join the Schweiden Adlers, you were thrilled! Not just because it was a team you used to watch on television, but because that also happened to be where Hoshiumi ended up. Call it silly, but your little crush on him hadnβt exactly worn off as he just got a bit taller and more handsome every year. He was eventually forced to start doing some interviews, and who could blame you for watching them? Itβs not fan behaviour, you just.. like.. him?
It might be impossible to believe, but you finally met him again without meaning to. You barely let Tobio open his front door before pushing your way inside, a huge bowl of food that your older sister made you bring from her place settled in your arms. βTobio, hii. Miwa told me to bring you some food so Iβll just stuff this in the fridge,β you rambled as you toed off your shoes and strolled into his living room. βOh.. sorryβ¦β
There sat Tobioβs new friends, Hoshiumi and Ushijima. Your brother came up beside you and complained about you just walking in as if you lived in his apartment, so you fired back by complaining about his ungratefulness. Poor visitors didnβt know what they should do and ended up just awkwardly waiting for you two to stop bickering. Ushiwaka tried to share a look with Hoshiumi, but the shorter man was stuck looking at you with his mouth slightly open in awe.
βWell if it isnβt my greatest competitor.β he interrupted, leaning forward in his seat with an incredibly charming, lop-sided grin.
And as you and Kageyama both faced him with incredulous looks that were nearly identical, it clicked. Theyβre siblings. Tobio had no idea what his teammate was talking about, but you finally fell into a smile at the fond memory, tucking some hair behind your ear. βLittle giant, you remember me?β
βHow could I forget that sweet look of defeat when we beat you.β he countered, standing up even though there was a whole coffee table between you two. Letβs just say he never worked on his flirting techniques as much as his volleyball techniques. Kageyama watched with a frown but didnβt want to interrupt Korai.
You handed the food over to your brother before rolling up your sleeves like you were squaring up, squinting at the white-haired man for a moment before acknowledging the other one as well. βSorry, hi. Kageyama y/n, nice to finally meet you,β you said calmly, bowing to Ushiwaka who sharply bowed back with a short answer of his name and a greeting.
Tobio walked to the kitchen to put away the food while you turned your attention back to the shortest man. Hoshiumi hadnβt heard your name before, but now he quite liked it. Like he couldnβt wait for it to roll off his tongue.
βYou should come to our game next week.β Hoshiumi blurted out confidently, sitting back down in his seat and glancing to his side where there was space for you to sit down. Not that he dared to ask if you were staying.
βRight, I brought your ticket,β Tobio mumbled, as if suddenly remembering that he had invited you to that one too. You were still quite interested in the sport, helping Tobio practice when you werenβt out with your own friends while growing up. βHere.β
βThanks,β you said while putting your shoes back on. You playfully ruffled your brotherβs hair before waving at the rest of the crowd, letting your eyes linger for a second longer on Korai. βIβll be there as your fan this time, play well,β you said before leaving so none of the men could see the light blush that covered your cheeks. Hoshiumi was left feeling breathless from the interaction. When you know, you know.
The visit became rather short as you had to move on with other errands, but now you had something exciting to tell your friends while sitting down for coffee tomorrow.
Game day arrived and you put on some of the Adlers merch that Tobio got you before heading to the stadium. You went with Hinata and the two of you enjoyed catching up in the best seats, ready for the teams to come out and play. You sent a couple of snaps of the crowd to your brother as well as a couple of selfies with his friend, hoping to hype him up and show him where your seats were. The number on your shirt said 16, which you just assumed was Tobioβs number since he was the one you should be cheering on, but Hinata had given it a curious look when he sat down. He didnβt know you were so close to Hoshiumi but he didnβt want to intrude and ask.
The game started and everyone around you quickly learnt that you and Hinata could make up a whole cheering squad on your own. Whenever there was anything you could react to, you two would be on your feet and cheering or booing the loudest out of everyone. After a particularly nice kill from Hoshiumi, set up by Tobio, you pointed to the white-haired man and yelled with joy. βNice kill, little giant!β
Hoshiumi looked at you in surprised glee that suddenly turned into a shock that he had to quickly shake off so they could continue the game. His eyes had gone from your face down to your shirt before he quickly turned away, making you finally sit down and rethink your life choices.
βThis is Hoshiumiβs number, huh?β you asked Hinata rhetorically, already feeling the embarrassment and planning out how to destroy the one who gave it to you. You finally noticed the number on the original ownerβs shirt and covered your red face with your hands. Now you certainly looked like a fan.
After the match, you and Hinata made your way down and to the back, showing VIP passes to the guards so you could wait in the closest hallway outside the locker rooms. The two of you had gotten into the hype again after your embarrassment and were now on cloud nine after the win. Both reenacting your favourite moments and talking over each other.
Hoshiumi found you very beautiful the first time you two crossed paths, and that never changed. He got so flustered seeing you with his number, but it also boosted his morale for sure. Tobio smirked sideways at him when they were changing, finding himself pretty clever. And it only got better when Ushijima got involved.
βAre you and Kageyamaβs sister romantically involved, Hoshiumi?β he asked, ever so formal and making Kageyama crack up. The shortest boy was sputtering in disbelief, face tomato red.
βNo! Weβre not!β he denied as if the thought hadnβt crossed his mind. It had.
βOh. Okay.β
When they exited the locker rooms, Hoshiumi and Kageyama found you and Hinata outside, excitedly jumping around and not seeming to notice anyone outside your bubble. Hoshiumi felt this old pride bubble in his stomach, wondering how tall Hinata had gotten now and if you ever went to a black jackals game with his number on your shirt.
So he cleared his throat, making you quickly turn around, flustered by how you could suddenly see his face up close. He was thinking the same thing, and the other two guys were in disbelief at how neither of you decided to start the conversation.
βNice jersey, y/n.β your brother teased childishly, making you move your stare to glare at him.
βYou-β you started saying before jumping at him and pulling his hair angrily. That was always the best way to get him to surrender his towering height so you could rub the top of his head until he gave up. The older sibling always wins.
βLet go! You said you were a fan so I got you his jersey!β he complained, embarrassed that some more teammates might see this. You did as he asked, dusting your hands off and stepping back beside Hinata. Hoshiumi found you entertaining and even chuckled a little, finally out of the stupor your pretty face left him in earlier.
βI am flattered,β Korai said, making you look back at him and trying to contain your blush. Now heβs all cocky about it, and you wish you didnβt find it so attractive. βTruly.β
βCareful or Iβll beat you up just the same,β you mumbled, biting back a smile. Now, you might think all Hoshiumi could see in that sentence was a challenge, but he was already trying to win another competition.
βI bet youβd look good doing that too,β he said cheekily, cheering on the inside when you turned away first and started walking towards the exit. Thatβs a win.
βAre we going out to eat or not?β
After getting out into fresh air, you cooled off from your flustered state and fell into more normal conversation. The atmosphere was nice and mostly filled with friendly bickering, but only the two in question seemed to notice their eyes drifting to each other every so often when Hinata and Kageyama were busy yelling at each other.
The dinner was nice, like a group of friends who had very obvious, growing crushes on each other. You sat beside Hinata, across from Korai, and to say it annoyed Korai was an understatement. This was the one thing he absolutely wouldnβt lose to Hinata. He wanted his fingers to accidentally brush against your thigh.
So after everyone went their separate ways, he texted the orange-haired man. Something blunt along the lines of are you interested in Kageyama?
Shoyo: which one?
Korai stared at the message for a moment before chuckling. The girl?
Shoyo: not like you are;)
Korai put a thumbs-up reaction to the message, laughing to himself at how he didnβt even realise Hinata might have a thing for Tobio. Guess itβs a competition, first to ask their Kageyama out. This is just how his brain works.
Hoshiumi is sitting in front of the TV in his apartment and does what he finds to be the most tactical next step. He calls Hirugami and updates him on everything.
βYour heart skipped a beat? Who are you and what did you do to Korai?β
βShut up,β he said, clearly not angry at all but rather embarrassed that his best friend was calling him out on his uncharacteristic heart palpitations. βItβs so weird, I even imagined her meeting my mom. And you. Youβd get along, I bet. Sheβs like me but sweeter.β
βThatβs exactly what I always thought you were missing. A little sweetness.β Hirugami said. It was very clearly supposed to be teasing but Korai got a little stuck on it, a small dazed smile falling on his face as he thought about you rambling on by the dinner table earlier. He looked around his relatively boring apartment, at how there was perfect space for another person cuddled up to his side on the couch. βKorai?β
βSorry. I just think you had a point,β he admitted. βI have her number now, is it rude to ask her out over text?β
Hoshiumi stared at the message he wanted to send you and for the first time in a long while, he felt a little extra insecure. What if you didnβt actually like him? You could probably get someone like Ushijima. Someone taller.
No. He will be whatever he needs to be to deserve your attention. If only he knew he already was the object of all your desires.
Just like the first time you met, you got ahead of him. He saw your name pop up on his screen and he let out an audible gasp. You played really well today, I was proud to wear your number:)
Korai wrote and rewrote about ten different responses, even requesting some help from his aforementioned friend. Thank you! I appreciated seeing you there.
It was a stale and basic answer and made him subconsciously bite at the tip of his fingernail as he watched your chat. He should have said you looked good in it or something, damn it. Nonetheless, you didnβt disappoint. Would you like to call? Iβm bored.
And so he spent the rest of the evening listening to you talk and laughing with you. He moved around his apartment, played with a volleyball he had lying around and held the weirdest poses on the sofa because all his attention was on your voice. By the time you hesitantly thanked each other for the time spent, it was the middle of the night and he didnβt have any other choice but to go to sleep if he wanted to make it to practice in the morning. As he tossed and turned in his bed that night, he couldnβt stop berating himself for not securing a date.
Instead, you and Hoshiumi got into the habit of calling each other almost every evening. It made him happy and built up his confidence enough that he eventually dared ask if he could take you out, just the two of you.
Your first date was fantastic. He took you to play laser tag and the other teams didnβt stand a chance against the two of you. After getting the gear off, you were laughing on your way out and he led you to a restaurant close by. Well planned, of course. You shared two different dishes and it really just felt like you were catching up on years of not being friends.
And what better way to finish catching up on your friendship than ending said friendship with a sweet kiss?
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Forever and Always
Forever and AlwaysΒ
ΛβΒ· ΝΝΝΝβ³β₯ Summary: Changbin is your best friend and is in love with you(baby is down BAD and SIMPINGt) and everyone knowsβbecause heβs too in love to hide it and he wants you to knowΒ
: ΜΜβWarnings: simp binnie, friends to lovers, pet names, binnie rambles(affectionate and cute), kissing, fluff, the other members teasing binnie(playfully),mention of Binnieβs family( like one time), fem!reader , band mates call reader Mrs.SeoΒ
(this is my first time writing a friends to lovers trope, pls bare with me <3) ENJOY!!!! :)Β
Changbin had a crush on youβmajorlyβ and everyone knows. How do they know? Because, he doesnβt care to hide it, and he wants you to know. You were his home screen, lock screen, top contactβafter his family. Your accountsβDisney +, spotify,etcβ were added on his phone, so you didnβt have to worry about going with movies, music or whatever you needed; so long as he was there. This did, however, warrant a LOT of teasing from his band mates. Changbin was constantly met with the βwhy havenβt you confessed yet?β Or the βjeez, down that bad, huh, bin?β from his members. He didnβt care, though, as long as he had you. And, that brings you to now.
Changbin and his members were in the practice studio, touching up routines for upcoming performances. Everyone was sitting ( or laying down), as they were taking a break. He sat on the long couch, scrolling through his phone, and texting you, before a nosy Seungmin plopped himself by his hyung, letting out a chuckle. βHyung, youβre still texting her?Just confess already!β Seungmin spoke up, earning nods from the other members.βYeah, bin, she feels the same! Just tell her!β Hyunjin piped in, before Jeongin giggled. βWhat were you texting about anyways?Your wedding?β He laughed before Changbin whined. βYahhhhh. I was just asking how far she is from the studio. Sheβs bringing lunch.β He whined, going back to his phone , texting you that his band mates were teasing him again.However, you were already in the building, walking to their practice room with bags of food in your hand. Giggling, you managed to send him a text back. βAlmost there, bun. Iβm coming to rescue you.hehehe.β You smiled,sliding your phone into your back pocket and walking down the long hallway of various rooms.
Finally(it was only a 2 minute walk) you found their closed door, and you could hear them still teasing Changbin, other members laughing along. Carefully you pushed the door open, and were met with a giddy Changbin running toward you and 7 other men smiling. βHi boys, I have food!β You smiled, as Changbin took a bag from your hands, setting it on the floor. You heard a chorus of βHi Y/nnie!β and βHi Mrs.Seoβs. Giggling you pinched Changbin on his cheek, taking a seat next to him, away from the others.βHi, bun. You doing okay?β You smiled, reaching a hand out to run through his hair. βMhm. They were just teasing me again, missed you though.β he smiled back, taking a bite of his food. Although you had hung out together yesterday, you couldnβt deny that you missed him too. βI missed you too, bun. Always do.β You smiled , wiping a bit of sauce from the corner of his mouth. βAre we doing anything after you finish practice?β You asked, taking another bite of your food, subconsciously scooting closer to him. Wrapping his arm around your shoulder, Changbin shrugged, βdoesnβt matter to me, bunny.β Heβd said, resting his cheek against the top of your head.Β
You and Changbin, however, were so immersed in your bubble that you didnβt notice the other members leaving, or calling out to you.βMrs. Seo, Iβm going to the bathroom.β βMr and Mrs. Seo, Iβm going to get a drink from the vending machine, d o you want anything?β It all went over yours and Changbinβs heads. It was just the two of you. Feeling tired after eating, you had cuddled yourself into Changbinβs chest, slinging an arm over his midsection and put your legs across his lap.. βMmmm, bun. You smell nice,β you mumbled, holding him tighter. Blushing, he pressed a light kiss on the top of your head. βThank you, bunny. You comfy?β He whispered, rocking you back and forth lightly. Yes, you two were always affectionate, this seemed different and was definitely pulling his heart strings. Nodding against his chest, you smiled, grabbing his hand. βMhm, youβre so cozy. I like cuddling you.β Youβd said, softly smiling up at him and manβ¦..the amount of love for you he had in his chest was going to explode. βI love you, bunny,β he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead, as you were slowly blinking, trying to stay awake. βWhat?β You whispered, slightly pulling back and cupping his cheeks in your hands.β N-nothing, bunny. Just take a nap,yeah?β Changbin said, with a blush creeping up his neck and ears, a pink hue tinting them. β No noβ¦ bun, Whatβd you say?β You spoke up, thumbs caressing his cheeks. βI-I said I love you. Not as a friend, as a girlfriend. Bunny, itβs always been you, ever since we met and you started talking to me. Youβve had my heart and soul and mind. Geez youβre so pretty and talented and sweet and kind and loving and I love you. Andβand everyone knows, the both know my family knows, Heck I think the whole knows and Iβve just been to confess because I donβt want to lose you,ever-β Heβd rambled , trying to avoid your gaze. But before he could ramble any further, you leaned in pressing your lips to his. He was surprised but kissed back, one hand pulling you into his chest further and the other cradling the small of your back. A minute later, you pulled away, your forehead against his. βOh my binnie, my sweet bun. I love you too, I always have. Iβve always been yours, always and forever.β You whispered, placing another peck to his lips. Smiling, he hugged you tightly to his chest, pressing a kiss to your hair βI love you, forever and always, my bunny.β
Too immersed in your love for one another, neither of two noticed the other boys reentering the room. The only thing that snapped you out of your love bubble was the cheering, clapping and giggling from the others. βFinally! Finallyyyyyyyy, we knew this would happen!β Chan smiled, sitting back on the floor. Han and Felix clapped.
Β βWaahhh, congratulations hyung and Y/nnie!β They giggled before Jeongin and Lee Know piped up.
Β βOh my god, You did it?! You confessed?!β They smiled, patting Changbinβs knee, laughing. Hyunjin was the last to enter the room, seeing you and Changbin.
βOh my goooood! It happened! We can plan the wedding! Wait wait, kiss kiss kiss!Does this mean weβll get to be uncles soon?!β
You and Changbin could only giggle, pressing a kiss to each otherβs lips, as the others watched, cheering you on. Sure, his band mates annoyed him, but he officially had you and your love to keep him saneβforever and always.
π@cheeseceli hehehe here it is
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