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tempvstas · 6 months

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Um. Hello. Could I request Vil, Leona, and Jamil with a baker s/o? And when I say baker, I'm talking a baker that can make anything from a simple batch of cookies to those extravagant cakes you find on Pinterest.

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Content Warning(s): none

Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned), Vil Schoenheit, Leona Kingscholar, Jamil Viper

Authors Notes: baking pog!

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Vil Schoenheit

He's impressed by your abilities, and he thinks it's pretty impressive that you can make such intricate designs

Definitely takes a few pictures and posts them on his Magicam story, he's smug when he sees so many people praising your skills. He's like "That's right, my s/o made that."

He has to adhere to a strict diet so he wouldn't stuff his face with your sweets, but he feels bad when you stare at him expectantly, waiting for him to try it. Instead, he'll encourage you to share it with your friends, saying that you thinking of him in the first place is good enough for him.

Leona Kingscholar

He's not a big fan of sweets unfortunately, he'll probably eat one or two of your cookies, but any more than that is too much for him.

Since he doesn't eat much of your sweets, he likes to watch you work. He thinks it's cute when you're focused, especially when you specifically scrunch up your nose.

Would definitely hug you from behind if it's just the two of you letting you do your thing. It's a win-win for him, he gets to hold onto you and keep you close to him while you get to work on what you want.

Jamil Viper

Jamil knows his way around the kitchen, so if you need any assistance with anything, he's more than happy to help assist you.

He's content with doing things his way, but if you have a specific way of doing things, like a routine when it comes to making baked goods he won't impede on it.

He might ask for your assistance for Kalim's numerous parties. He's always tasked with making large amounts of food, but this gives him an excuse to get him job done, but also time to be able to spend with you.

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freedomfireflies · 2 months

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any chance we can get asher back for mine!harry blurb? i miss my pookie :(

Summary: The one where you're not feeling so hot and Harry and Asher just want to help.

Word Count: 1.1k

Content Warning: 18+, very brief smut, very brief daddy kink, lots of fluff, not suitable for Ramadan!

“That’s it…good. Take it…fucking take me, mama.”

With every thrust and drive of Harry's hips, you can’t help but whimper. Nails scratching down his broad back while his nose dances along your cheek. You feel whole. Connected. In tune to his pleasure as you tighten your legs around his hips and kiss him.

“So fucking wet, sugar,” he exhales. His thumb finds your clit and he rubs in fast, determined circles. “S’it feel good? My baby’s cunny just needed some attention, hm? Needed me to fill her up?”

You nod—about the only coherent response you can offer—and melt into the feel of his mouth moving to your chest. It feels good. This is what you needed. You’ve missed him. And you needed someone to scratch this itch and make things right again.

And then, a throat clears.

Not yours. Not Harry’s.

Asher’s.

He’s standing in the doorway to the bedroom, watching. His kind eyes are now suspicious and deviant. And he’s not looking at Harry. He’s looking at you.

And you know why.

Harry doesn’t mind the audience. He continues, strong hands cemented to your hips as he tugs you up in order to get a better angle. “You all right, Ash?” he calls.

Asher raises his chin. “Tell him,” he says to you. Resolute. Unwavering in a way that suggests he won't be letting this go.

You hesitate, stomach dropping as the threat of punishment hangs heavy in the air.

Harry smirks. “Tell me what?”

You shake your head. “Nothing,” you whisper before shooting a pointed look toward the door. “Nothing.”

“Sweetheart,” Asher warns, crossing his arms before leaning against the frame. “It’ll be worse if I have to tell him.”

Now Harry seems to understand and begins to slow his thrusts, offering you a curious expression meant to calm you. “What’s wrong, mama?”

You chew on your lip. You don’t want to tell him. You want this and you attempt to clench around his cock in order to get him to continue.

He smiles.

“She had a fever this morning,” Asher finally says and you bite back a groan. “She’s been dizzy all day and nearly fainted earlier. I told her to stay in bed and rest. Not do anything too strenuous. But I have a feeling she didn’t mention that to you.”

Harry’s grin instantly fades into disappointment and you know, undoubtedly, that you’re in rather big trouble now.

The one thing they prioritize more than anything is your health and safety.

“Sugar,” Harry starts, and you feel your heart skip, “are you not feeling well?”

You squirm beneath him. “I’m…I’m fine. I’m okay to do this—”

“Were you sick this morning?”

“…I was just…I mean, maybe a little, but—”

“Did you know you were going against Asher’s request when you begged me to fuck you?” he says firmly, and your skin feels like it’s on fire. You hate upsetting him. “Were you purposefully disobeying him?”

Shit, shit, shit. “I…I wasn’t trying to, I just…I missed you.”

And it’s the truth. You have missed him. You weren’t trying to be defiant, but you love Harry and you wanted to feel him. And you figured an orgasm could be just what the doctor ordered.

His features soften now as he dips down to kiss your nose. “I know, mama. I’ve missed you, too. But you know better than to disobey, don’t you?”

Regretfully, you nod.

“Then, I’m gonna ask you a question and I expect the truth. Is that understood?”

Another nod.

“Are you unwell right now? Do you feel tired or feverish or even the slightest bit uncomfortable?”

You could lie. You could tell him that you’ve been fucked back to health. That you rested and now you’re replenished.

But he’d know. And you’d know. And Asher would know.

So, you thread your fingers through his curls and whisper, “I’m…a little tired. And sore."

His expression falls. He’s gutted to know you're in pain but proud of you for finally admitting it. “Good girl,” he says before he kisses your cheek and begins to pull out. “All right then. Are you gonna let us take care of you now? The right way?”

Almost begrudgingly, you nod once again and melt into the mattress as he and Asher discuss the best way to help.

They run you a bath and help carry you to the tub. Harry joins you in the warm water and pulls you between his legs so he can sweep a washcloth up and down your clammy skin. Helping you feel clean and calm.

And when you're through, Asher is there with a big, fluffy towel to wrap you up in. Drying you off gently before bringing you back to bed and kissing your temple sweetly while tucking you beneath the covers.

“Thank you,” you say faintly as he runs his thumb over your cheek. “Even though you’re a snitch.”

He laughs. “Mhm. And I’d do it again.”

With that, he leaves you and Harry alone for the evening, something Harry is more than all right with.

He crawls into bed beside you, quickly pulling you to his chest before taking your temperature and offering you medicine and water.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to finish,” you whisper as he’s turning out the light.

However, even in the dark, you can anticipate his frown. “Sugar…finishing is not the goal for me. You know that. I like to finish with you, but I don’t fuck you for that. I fuck you because I love you. I want to be close to you. I want to feel you and make you finish.”

You run your fingers down his chest and sigh. “I know, I just…I like when you do. I like that I can do that for you.”

You feel his lips brush across your forehead before he’s wrapping you between his arms. “I know, mama. I’ll make you a deal. Once you’re well again, I’ll fuck you as many times as you want. Make you cum over and over and over again. Until you’re all sensitive and overstimulated.”

You grin. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. And you’ll take it, won’t you?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Mhm. That’s what I thought.” He chuckles before there’s a long, silent lull. “I love you. You know that?”

Your heart just about explodes out of your chest. “I love you, too.”

“Good.” Another kiss. Soft. Gentle. “Horny little thing. Even got Asher to tell on you.”

“I know,” you laugh. “I was kind of surprised. But to be fair, I didn’t really disobey him. I was on bed rest. We were doing missionary, and you were doing all the work. All I had to do was lay there.”

Harry laughs and the sound is beautiful. “And you’re sneaky, too, hm?”

“Hey, an orgasm a day keeps the doctor away.”

“All right, that’s enough out of you. Go to sleep, yeah?” He pinches your hip. “We’ll discuss this when you’re better. But something tells me Asher won’t be so willing to let you off the hook.”

You smile.

“Good.”

Okay fine I missed Asher, too 😭 HE IS CUTE WHEN HE WANTS TO BE!!

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ashersanity · 3 months

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— “Fucking- fuck, haah— shut up, slut.”

content warning! incest, step-cest, shit. you choose. big brother whitney is a bitch and daddy bailey is even worse.

Big brother Whitney’s sweaty palm clasped over your mouth to muffle your noises, cursing beneath his breath and demanding you to keep quiet. Keep fucking quiet unless you want Daddy to wake up, barge in the room like he owns the goddamn place and walk in on you getting snugly stuffed by your own older brother.

Stray blonde strands of hair messily falling over his face as he lazily presses kisses to your wet lips, glistening with his own spit. It’s just so goddamn nasty to be like this, fingers curled into the cotton sheets, twisting the fabric from your iron grip and big brother’s curved cock deep in your ass. The squeaking of the bed, the mattress creaking beneath both of your combined weights as you collectively groan and moan into each other’s mouths. A protective arm thrown around your waist, holding tight and the smack of his hips meeting your reddened backside.

Fuck, you don’t even get to know how Bailey is right next door, idly rubbing a rough palm over his aching cock, twitching with need.

#you’re nasty. asher.#but fuck.#they’re nastier #y’know I got a request on wren x whitney and brotherly shit. promise I’ll get to it once the brain fog clears up #dol #degrees of lewdity #whitney the bully #bailey the caretaker #big brother whitney #daddy bailey #x gn reader #gn reader #character x reader #character x you #asher writes #asher getting.. ideas!#fauxcest

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heartnosekid · 28 days

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🪐 the name asher 🔮

for anon!

🔮-🪐-🔮 / 🪐-🔮-🪐 / 🔮-🪐-🔮

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redrabbu · 1 year

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Drawings from today’s request stream! Source file on my [ subscribestar ]

#omega strikers #asher #furry #cat girl #neko #monster girl #sketches #requests

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the-pretty-boys · 8 months

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can you gif avi shirtless from yesterday? or any pictures?

i got you anon 😉

#asks #request #avi angel #asher angel #shirtless #my gifs 🎞️

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codychristiantreasures · 5 months

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Long hair don’t care

#cody christian #me and my long hair Cody obsession #gorgeous as always #sorry everyone for not posting all day. It’s been a rough one #send in any cody content requests :)#asher adams #all american #theo raeken #teen wolf #codychristianedit #cody allen christian #pll #mike montgomery

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angelonasher · 28 days

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Hello I saw ur post about drawing other peep's designs

Have 3rd life Grian

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yknow i didn't have an exact plan for how i was going to do these but i thought they'd at least be simple and i wouldn't try to do a pose and expression ive never done before with lighting

anyway- very cute design! i love the shawl thing :D

version without highlights/bouncelight under the cut because i couldn't tell if the one above looks horrible or not

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#asks #asher doodles #my art #its a messy sketch but i still tried lighting without rendering it so?/???#grian #grian fanart #3rd life fanart #requests

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capitalisticveins · 1 year

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Shaw Pack Headcanons Part 4 i think (INVERSION EXCLUSIVE EDITION [Ft. Sam])

I only listened to each Aftershock video once bc they make me cry so if any of these hcs were debunked in those vids PLEASE tell me

Also in another part of these hcs I said that Baaabe and Angel carpooled to the stadium so that’s why all four of them drove back in the same car okay enjoy

- Christian wholeheartedly believed he would die during Inversion.

- Tank was doing security during the Inversion, but they were scheduled to work inside the school, so they heard what was going on via Lasko’s announcement

- When they heard, they ran to the ward while shifted, and headbutted the ward. They kept punching and clawing at the ward while yelling incoherent words. It took Milo and Sweetheart pulling them back and explaining the plan to calm them down. By the end of it, their knuckles were bruised and bleeding, and tears were flowing down their eyes.

- They were more angry with themselves than they were with anyone else. They were the one who volunteered to work inside the school, and they were slacking off. They keep cursing themself out for sleeping under the staircase while their entire pack and Sam were fighting for their lives. They believe they could’ve done something, or protected more people if they were inside.

- David considered disbanding the Shaw Security company, Angel had to convince him otherwise, because he’d regret it in the end.

- Sweetheart thought Milo would die when he used his core to break the ward.

- When Tank and Sam got home, he broke down immediately in their arms. They spent that night on his reclining chair just staying in each other’s embrace.

- Christian and Arden refused to split up. No matter how many times they were told they’d save more people that way, neither budged.

- Sweetheart tried to phase through the ward to see if everyone’s okay, but couldn’t.

-David and Asher tried to text Baaabe and Angel, but the messages couldn’t go through. It wasn’t until an hour after everything happened that Baaabe and Angel got the text, and they nearly cried reading them.

- Baaabe bought the wedding ring 2 days after the Inversion. They never wanted to lose the chance to propose again.

- Sweetheart broke every traffic law possible when Milo called all panicky.

- Angel cried so much when they saw David made it outside the ward that they couldn’t see and drive back home. Baaabe had to drive the car with Asher riding shotgun.

- Tank saw the Closeknit ad before Milo told them about it, and broke their laptop in half midway through the ad.

- Kelsey wasn’t with the pack during Inversion, so when she heard about what happened, she immediately booked a flight and called Christian and Arden non-stop.

- Angel strained their voice and had to drink tea for a week with how much they were yelling.

- Baaabe was crying too, but it was easier for Lasko to comfort them because they were more willing to listen.

- When the ward fell, Baaabe and Angel stuck together and ran into the crowd, asking if anyone saw any wolf shifters around that were a part of security.

- Tank refused to show up to the award ceremony for the Shaw Pack. Half was for hatred of the Department, the other half was them believing they didn’t deserve it.

- Baaabe found Asher’s chest scars endearing about 7 months after Inversion. It reminds them he’s still there.

- Angel was making cupcakes before they got Milo’s call, to celebrate a “successful job for the Shaw Pack”. When Angel and David got home they told him they had to fix something in the kitchen before they’d join him in bed.

- They threw the cupcakes out the window and sprayed Febreeze everywhere.

- Bailey felt horrible that she wasn’t there for them when Inversion happened, -and didn’t go to any pack meetings or Solstices the next year.

- Milo was worried, she went NC with everyone, and he had to find out where she lived to talk about it.

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tempvstas · 1 year

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i- i saw requests are opened- but im totally not wanting an s/o who's secretly into romantic stuff but keeps denying it and then gets super worked up and embarrassed when they get caught by t*ey a*e and a*ul as their crush ahahahhahahahah- n 0-

take your time tho <3

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Content Warning(s): teasing, reader is implied to be shorter in ace's

Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned), Trey Clover, Ace Trappola, Azul Ashengrotto

Authors Notes: I TOOK FOREVER WITH THIS HONEY IM SO SORRY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

also HAHA SIMP 🫵

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Trey Clover

Trey loves seeing the way you react around him, seeing you get all flustered makes his heart race and it only makes him want to tease you more

He found out about your "secret" by accident LMAOOO. The two of you were in the Heartslabyul kitchens with you reading a book and sitting on the counter, and Trey had a tray of baked goods in his hands(haha get it, Trey, tray?)

You suddenly got a text from ADeuce that Grim was causing trouble in the Rose Maze to which you promptly took off to take care of your brat cat, but in the process of doing so, you left your book wide open.

Trey didn't mean to look! He was walking towards the counter with the tray of baked goodies in his hands when his eyes wandered and landed on the page.

By the time that you made it back from stopping Grim from burning down Heartslabyul dorm, you walk back into the kitchen, seeing Trey reading the contents of the book, fully invested. As soon as he hears you coming back in, he merely smiles at you like, "This is what you're into?"

Definitely does not let you live it down, and only teases you more from there(in a lighthearted manner obv)

Ace Trappola

He's an absolute menace, shit-eating grin, and everything. A lil piss baby.

The two of you are in a study session together, you're helping him with the recent history lesson that the two of you went through in Trein's class.

Ace gets up to go to the bathroom, but when he does that, he just so happens to glance over at what you're reading on your phone when he suddenly just grabs it out of your hands.

He starts reading the lines of dialogue(and he's pretty damn loud too, it's a wonder you guys didn't get kicked out of the library right then and there), holding your phone high above your head.

Meanwhile, you're all flustered and your face is flushed as you tug on his uniform sleeve to try and bring his arm down.

He'll never openly admit it but he finds your reactions very cute and he wants to see more from you.

He continues teasing you, but he never crosses your boundaries, If he does tease you too much to the point where you get upset, he quickly apologizes, mainly because he starts panicking(Grim also joins in on the teasing even though he has no idea what's going on)

Azul Ashengrotto

He gets embarrassed on your behalf for you.

So this is under the assumption that the two of you have been friends for a little while, mutual pining definitely not obvious(who am I kidding, it's very obvious everyone can tell you guys are down bad for each other)

he doesn't make fun of you, it's not like he's going to judge you for your interests. Pre-overblot, he may have taken the opportunity to use it as blackmailing you into obeying his every whim, but post-overblot he's far more thoughtful in regard to you

So when he does inevitably find out, while you're all embarrassed and trying to find an excuse for yourself, he's clearing his throat and handing you back your phone/book(whatever you were using to read what you were) and looking away shyly with a blush on his face.

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typh0nas · 1 year

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You’re Always On My Mind(Pt. 2)

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Content Warnings: fluff to somewhat angst back to fluff again, ALSO it gets kind of suggestive towards the end so just a heads up

Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned), Ike Eveland, Mysta Rias(Platonic), Nina Kosaka(Platonic)

Authors Notes: hehe :)

ALSO i snuck a lil reference into this, so if you can guess what I was inspired by, props to you :)

[Part 1] [Part 2: YOU ARE HERE]

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You’re Always On My Mind(Pt. 2)

It’s been a few months since that one stream, and you and Ike have resumed normal relations as per usual. For the most part at the very least, unfortunately for you, you haven’t stopped your pining for him which somehow seems to build up more and more with each passing day.

Thankfully for you, you found yourself getting away from your computer and streaming for a few days when you found yourself invited to join one of Nina’s off-collabs. What she failed to mention was that she also invited Ike. So imagine your surprise when you, Mysta, and Nina are all sitting around one mic and Ike bursts through the door with a bababooey. You find yourself at a loss for words silently cursing at Nina but turning back towards the screen, smiling softly. “Well well chat, look what the cat dragged in.”

You hear a noise of protest as Ike takes a seat beside you, shaking his head. Feeling your heart rate speed up exponentially, you turn away from Ike, lest your expression betrays you with how warm it felt. “So anyways, as I was saying-,” Nina turns back to the screen, a slight smirk on her face.

After stream, you find yourself wandering into the kitchen of the Air BnB, opening the fridge, and popping open a can of coke. You smile fondly as you hear the screams of your fellow coworkers, Fuu-chan's infamous tea kettle wheeze, and Nina cackling echoing from the living room into the kitchen. ‘Probably playing Mario Kart or something,’ you shrug to yourself, moving to close the fridge door. A hand reaches over your shoulder, preventing you from shutting the door. You yelp in surprise, turning around to see Ike leaning over you to grab a can of Coke for himself. Despite reaching over you, Ike seems just as startled as you, seeing you suddenly turn around to come face to face with him. “Oh! My bad, I probably should have waited,” he said, a faint flush on his face as rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. You shook your head vigorously, smiling at him, “Nah it’s fine, you just caught me off guard.” The two of you stand there in silence until Ike breaks it by cracking open his can. It made a satisfying hissing sound followed up by the sound of Ike’s small gasp of relief after he took a sip. You couldn’t hide the way your eyes trailed down from his lips to his Adam’s Apple bobbing in his throat from each gulp he took, and you had to avert your gaze before your traitorous eyes gave you away.

“Were you going to join them?” you gesture towards the living room area with your head, where you can hear Enna hurling out a string of colorful words demonstrating her vocabulary. Ike shook his head, “I’m actually a bit worn out from my flight, but I wouldn’t mind some company….someone to talk to,” he smiled gazing at you. You placed a hand on your face as if in mock surprise, “Wow! Ike Eveland asking for me specifically? I must be something special hm?” you teased him, a grin on your face. Uncharacteristically, you can see a faint flush on his face as he turns away, “It’s nothing like that, I just like your company. I don’t know how to describe it but I feel at ease when I’m with you. Is that so bad?” You find yourself at a loss for words and you find yourself suddenly chugging your Coke to try and ease up the warmth on your face. Unfortunately for you, you find that you drank it perhaps a little too quickly causing it to go down the wrong pipe. You choke, quickly whipping up your elbow to cover your mouth as you double over trying to stop your coughing. Ike reaches a hand over to rest on the small of your back to help support you.

You stand up, grimacing at yourself. “Sorry, seeing your friend choke on their drink probably wasn’t the way you thought your evening was going to go huh?” You laugh, finding yourself emphasizing the ‘friend’ part of your statement. Ike frowned, your words seemingly putting him deep in thought. “Friend? I would argue that you’re more than a friend to me.” You blinked, confused by his words, “What do you mean? That’s what we are, are we not?” you tilt your head to the side, gazing at him curiously. Ike opens his mouth as if to say something, but stops himself, “I just….y’know what nevermind,” he shakes his head, turning around to toss his now empty can of Coke into the recycling bin. You panic a bit, eyes wide as you watch his figure retreat out of the kitchen, “Ike? Did I say something wrong?”

Ike’s steps falter, as he looks over his shoulder at you, a gentle yet somewhat despondent smile gracing his face. “No, you didn’t say anything wrong, don’t worry. I’m gonna go rest, I’m tired. Goodnight Y/N.” he cuts himself short, heading towards the stairs to go upstairs. You watch him walk up, and for some reason, you’re not entirely sure what compelled you to do so, but you move after him, climbing up the stairs, your heart pounding in your chest. “Ike wait!” you barely make it to the top of the stairs, grabbing onto his hand, right as he was going to shut the door. Ike jolts, staring at you in bewilderment, his eyes wide. “Ike listen to me….did I say something that upset you?”

He hesitated, something rare. Usually, Ike was so decisive and quick to make decisions, but at the moment, he seemed so unsure as if he was treading on eggshells. “Well…” he paused, refusing to meet your gaze, “Earlier, when you called me just a friend….well, for me I would consider us something more than that. We’ve grown pretty close these past few months so I just-” He let out a sigh, trying to recollect himself, “Call me oversensitive, but it just rubbed me the wrong way, I guess. There wasn’t anything wrong with what you said, don’t worry.” Ike moved as if to continue shutting the door, but you jammed your foot against the bottom, preventing him from doing so. Instead, you pushed it open more, a concerned expression on your face. “Ike….are you trying to say what I think you are? That you…like me?” You’re absolutely flabbergasted at your own statement, and you can feel your face flush with warmth involuntarily as you stare at the ground, flustered.

“Well, I might as well be truthful at this point. I do, I really do. I like you a lot Y/N. And…well I thought that, maybe we could have been something a bit more, but what you said earlier, you don’t reciprocate my feelings, do you? And that’s fine, I wouldn’t want you to force someone that you don’t have feelings for.” You stare at him, unsure of what to say, his words still dawning on you. Tentatively, you took a step forward into his room, and thankfully Ike didn’t stop you. "You like me? You’re not messing with me right?” you ask quietly, as if afraid of hearing his answer.

“I do, I’ve liked you for a while now. But I suppose it doesn’t matter now,” a hint of bitterness can be heard in his tone, “It’s fine, I have nothing more to say.” He moves to shut the door, but your foot holds steady. Against your better judgment, you press a hand to his cheek, forcing him to look at you. “Ike….I like you, a lot in fact, and I’ve been scared to tell you about this because I wasn’t sure that you would feel the same!” You bite your lip, taking a deep breath to steady your shaky body, “It’s just crazy unfair to me, how I could like you so much,” you added. Realizing how close you were to each other, you moved to give him some space, but his arm wrapped around your waist holding you firmly in place. You can feel him pulling you in closer, his chest pressing against your body. You can hear his breathing against your ear and a light chuckle that escapes his lips. “You’re adorable, do you know that?” You practically combust on the spot from how close his lips were to yours, all you would have to do is turn slightly and your lips would meet. “A-adorable? Me??” You reluctantly detach yourself from where you’re pressed up against him. “Yes, you.” a fond smile dances on his face, his eyes softening as he gazes at you. There is a brief pause before Ike speaks once more, “Y/N…let’s make what you said about, ‘friend’ earlier, null and void. And from now on…” he leans in brushing a hand behind your head, cradling it in his palm, “You never forget just how much you mean to me.”

Ike’s lips are on yours and before you realize it, you’re pressed up against the wall, fingers tangled in his hair. You let out a noise of surprise as your mouths move with each other as if in a dance. “Dammit…” you hear Ike curse when the two of you part for air. In one swift movement, he takes off his glasses setting them off to the side, continuing to make out with you, his hands running up along your sides. You barely notice when he lifts you up, pulling you towards the bed, his foot, tugging on the door shutting it behind him.

Bonus:

The door shutting upstairs wasn’t anything alarming to Nina, but judging by the scuffle she could hear from upstairs and the fact that you hadn’t come back downstairs told her everything she needed. “I win, you owe me big time,” she grins at Mysta, sticking her tongue out. “Goddammit, fuck me.” He shook his head, “Took them long enough, all that lovey-dovey sexual tension between the two of them was starting to get to me.”

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for mine what if they were picking out a christmas tree or something and got a little frisky…. we know they love their exhibitionism👀

You are so right, it wouldn't be Mine Harry without some exhibitionism hehe I love it

“Harry…Harry, please—”

“Shh,” he coos, nosing under your jaw to place a gentle kiss. Ignoring your needy pleas. “Thought you were gonna be patient, mama.”

And despite his soothing tone, you only pout, fingers curling into his red and black flannel as you plead with him for more. “Can’t. Hurts.”

“Hurts, hm?” Another kiss. Soft and not nearly enough to satiate you. “Oh I bet. If only you had done what I asked, yeah? Then I could have taken care of you.”

Your frown deepens as you recall his earlier instruction. You hadn’t meant to cum after he specifically asked you not to. Really.

But he’d been so determined. So eager to please and make you feel good. And really…you just couldn’t help yourself.

“I’m sorry,” you nearly whine, clinging to him almost frantically. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I promise—”

He shushes you again and cups the cold skin of your cheek. But he’s smiling, rather smug about your desperation. “I know, sugar. But actions have consequences, yeah?”

You know he’s right, but you’d rather die than admit it. Especially now. “Daddy,” you sniffle, attempting to push up onto your toes in order to kiss him. “Daddy, please—"

“Uh-uh,” he warns, pulling away just before you can reach. “You made me a promise that you were gonna be good today, yeah? That we were gonna pick out this tree and you were gonna be on your best behavior. So you will be. Understood?”

With a huff, you glance around the glistening woods, the idea of Christmas exceedingly less appealing to you now.

You’d been so excited to pick out a gorgeous pine and take it home to decorate. Had been excited to give in to the holiday spirit and spend your first Christmas with him. Just the two of you.

Now, however, the idea of staying out in these godforsaken woods any longer just about kills you.

He’d been so cruel after you’d cum. Met your disobedience with a strange quiet before he was taking his cock from you in order to lick up the remnants of your orgasm. And bring you to a second, as well.

But Harry wouldn’t be Harry if he let you get away unpunished. No, instead, he dangled you there on the precipice of pleasure before abandoning you with no way down. Had given you just a taste of that euphoria before ripping it away.

Leaving you edged and desperate for the foreseeable future.

Which is exactly where you’ve been ever since. And you’ve been edged before. You know what to expect, how to navigate the neediness.

But the moment you got to this Christmas tree farm, you knew you were doomed. Because having to watch him – clad in his soft flannel and dark beanie – as he swung the ax at the tree over and over? As his muscles strained beneath his sleeves and his cheeks flushed from the cold?

Well…he can’t exactly blame you for your reaction.

You feel inconsolable. Clawing at him like a child. Fighting a kind of lust that you rarely succumb to. Because he’s so beautiful, and so strong, and so good. And you love him. More than anything in the world.

And you need him. Need his hands, his mouth, his fingers. Need anything he’s willing to give you. And you don’t even care that you’re in public. You don’t care that you’re out in the frosty air attempting to cut down a tall pine. You don’t even care if the few people traipsing between the trees see you.

You just…you need…you need—

“Daddy,” you try again, bracing yourself against the bark he has you pressed against. “Daddy, please, I’ll…I’ll be so good. Be so good. Do anything you want, I promise. Promise, promise, promise.”

He chuckles to himself, and you almost hate how nonchalant he remains. As though he doesn’t care about the pain you’re in. As though he doesn’t mind if you wither away from the lack of release.

And you don’t expect him to do much. Just…just fix it.

“Is that right?” he hums, and you nearly wilt from the dark, low sound that reverberates from his throat. Sensual and slow. “You’ll be good for me?”

You nod so quickly, your head spins. “Yes. Yes, Daddy, I will.”

And you think he understands now. Think he can see you beginning to slip away – into the kind of headspace you occasionally find yourself in.

And even if he loves to punish you – push you, test you – he loves to care for you more. Make things better, make you feel everything.

You imagine he’s anxious to do that now. You don’t think he enjoys your punishments as much as he claims, not when the alternative is making you feel as pleasured as he can.

The tips of his fingers begin to trace the waistband of your jeans, just below your sweater. Tempting you with a taste of more.

“Do you think you deserve to be touched, mama?” he murmurs now, stepping closer as though to shield you from anyone that might pass. “Think you deserve to cum after making me so sad?”

Somehow, just the thought of upsetting him puts a deep pit in the center of your stomach. “M’sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean to make you sad.”

He smirks again before leaning in to kiss you. Quickly and with just enough understanding to ease the anxious flutter in your chest. “I know, sweetheart. Sometimes you just can’t help it, yeah?”

Another fervent nod that amuses him, and with that, his hand slips down.

The cool brush of his palm against your warm skin makes you shiver, pussy throbbing from the switch in temperature.

But it’s perfect. He’s so…safe. So delicious and kind and practiced. Feeling you out with a determined precision that nearly has you cumming right then and there.

“Oh, sugar,” he coos, glancing down to watch as his touch disappears between the material around your hips. “S’all wet, isn’t it?”

You can only pant. After all…he knows.

“Bet it’s all achy and empty, huh?” His fingers smooth through your soaked folds, and you suck in a sharp breath. “Bet if I just play with your little clit, you’ll cum all over my hand, won’t you?”

Your head drops back against the tree, and you almost start to cry. He’s so close and yet still too far.

“Is that you want?” he whispers. “Want me to make you cum in front of all these people? Like you’re in fucking heat? Just begging me to touch you?”

You can hardly hear him. Certainly can’t respond. Because he’s right, you’re already close. And if he just…if he keeps…if he’ll only—

“Look at you,” he breathes, pressing his forehead to yours before slipping the tip of his finger inside. “So goddamn impatient. Can never wait for Daddy. Can never obey. Just so fucking greedy—”

“Har…I—”

“S’that why you were squirming in the car, sweetheart? That why you kept trying to put my hand on your thigh?” He begins to pump the long, middle digit slowly, and your toes curl. “Cause it hurt so bad? Cause you just needed something to fill you?

“Yes…yes—”

“But you didn’t ask, did you? No, you tried to be sneaky.” His thumb presses into your clit and you whimper so lewdly, you’re surprised the whole forest doesn’t hear you. “Clinging to my shirt, grabbing my arm, grinding against my leg—”

“Please—”

“And I’m good to you, yeah? Daddy’s good to you? Takes care of you even when you misbehave?”

“Mhm—” You suck in a sharp breath and drag your nails through the curls against his neck. “So…so good, Daddy, please—”

“Maybe I should just fuck you right here. Show everyone how sweet you really are for me, hm?” He adds a second finger, and you can feel your stolen orgasm bubbling to the surface. “Bet you miss an audience, don’t you? Miss having someone watch as I stretch this sweet little pussy with my cock.”

Your lashes fall shut, stomach twisting.

“Cause you like it, yeah? Like the looks they give you. The way they watch you fall apart for me—”

“Harry—”

“Is that what you really want? Want me to spread these pretty thighs and take you? Right here?” He’s pumping harder – pinching tighter. Determined to make you cum before you can stop it. “Want me to make you call out my name so they know? So they fucking know who you really cum for?”

“Daddy, please—”

It’s right there. You can fucking taste it. Can feel it already unraveling, and you know it’ll be strong. Be enough to knock the wind from your lungs and leave you slouched in his embrace.

Then…it stops. All of it. Disappears just as quickly as it approached, and you feel the water rush to your eyes.

He rips his hand out and away before you can fight him, placing the soaked fingers in his mouth with a satisfied hum.

“Uh-uh,” he warns the moment your lips part to speak. “You disobeyed me, mama, and I told you. Actions have consequences.”

Your expression drops, and your insides turn to jelly. “Da…Harry, please—”

“No.” It’s firm. Resolute. “We’re gonna pick out this tree, and then we’re gonna go home. And you will only cum when and if I decide you should. Is that understood?”

“Harry—”

“I said, is that fucking understood?” he repeats strictly, grasping onto your chin to force your eyes on his.

You swallow thickly, the first tear falling free and into his waiting thumb. “Yes, Daddy.”

He swipes it away with a soft smile. “Good girl.” Suddenly, his focus moves to the tall pine just behind you. “What about this one, hm? Think it might look nice by the window. All lit up and sparkling.”

And despite the ache in your cunt and the desperation still clawing at your chest…you laugh. Squeezing onto his wrist with everything you have left.

“I think…it’s absolutely perfect.”

LISTEN, I JUST THINK THEY'RE CUTE AND HE'S SO SWEET WHEN SHE'S ALL CLINGY BUT ALSO HE'S KIND OF MEAN BUT WE LOVE IT (also I swear he made up for it later hehe)

THANK YOU FOR READING!! I will see you tomorrow for One for the Money!! 😭💞💞

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