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hertzwritings · 2 years

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As night falls

A/N: I’m literally hanging onto my mental health with bleeding and flayed fingernails. Not that it matters, because I’ll just delve into my little, fictional world, where I can treat y’all with some goodie-good! We’re still going with the prompt-list, because I can and I have no actual creativity today, because my exams are frying my brain. Love that for me. Everything (including the play mentioned) is written by me, and it kind of took a turn, I didn’t expect BUT I LOVE IT. Prompt: “And that’s why it’s illegal to divide by four.” “That makes no sense.” “Math doesn’t make sense.” + COLLEGE!AU

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Pairing: College!AU Henry Cavill x plus sized!Reader

Contains: language, FLUFF SO MUCH FLUFF, College!Henry, theater-talk, theater!Henry, smooches, exam-anxiety, not much else but absolute love and best friends to lovers-trope

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As night falls

You walked with fast feet towards the library, glancing down at your clock and groaning, when you saw that you were late. The quad was full of people – the weather had turned over the last week, and the sun was shining down, heating up the pavement as you passed:

Frat boys throwing a frisbee full of shaving-foam A girl screaming her head off at a boy, throwing fluffy, pink pillows after him Someone puking at the front steps of the main office Mathletes trying acapella-music to entice new members to join them (it was impressive that they had found songs pertaining to math, really) Drama-students (your people) reenacting TikToks – you had been particularly fond of the ”her sister was a witch, bro” they had acted out as if they were doing Hamlet. It was always eventful to pass the quad near summer break.

You caught your breath and wiped your brow, when you finally entered the library. Your body type didn’t exactly match the weather, and despite wearing a sun dress, you were sweating. The eternal problem of being a bigger girl. You searched the lower level of the library for Henry, but couldn’t see him, so you took the steps to the upper level and looked through the rooms to see if he was sat in one. It was funny, that you two ended up so close. You were polar opposites. When you had met him, it was a flurry of papers and books – you were lost in the hallway, and hadn’t seen him when you turned a corner, so you walked straight into him, losing your grip on your books, papers and pencils, while your face bounced off his very hard chest. And thus, a friendship was born. You were introverted and the theater-geek, while he was the star rugby-player, the object of literally everyone’s desires, and he chose to spend his time with you. He even brought you to parties, which wasn’t exactly your scene, but he made them fun. At least, as long as he was next to you. If he went off, you were very aware of how people saw you and talked to you, as if you didn’t deserve to be there. It wasn’t news to you, and you had become pretty good at letting it roll off your shoulders, mostly because you didn’t want a repeat of that one time, you had told Henry how Dustin had sneered at you and called you a cow, and he had broken his nose. That was not necessary.

You finally found him at the very back study-room, his name scribbled in his perfect penmanship on the small board next to the door, and opened it quickly, throwing your bag down next to the door and closed it.

“I’m so sorry I’m late! I had to save the mental health of Loes, because her crush had told her he was impressed by that Beckett-inspired cake she did a while back.” You said with a grin and began unpacking your things. “She apparently feels that it’s appropriate to just die now, because nothing will ever top it, and she’s having a slight crisis, because he wants to give her something as a thank you.” Henry lifted his eyebrow at you. “She is dealing, huh?” You laughed. “Wonderfully. She only made five trays of macaroons today, which is an improvement from yesterday, where there was a baking tray on every surface in her apartment.” “I told her, I think she should just tell him she likes him. He clearly likes her.” Henry said, moving some of his own things over so you could set up. You shrugged. “Easier said than done. Sometimes it’s easier to live in the fantasy of what ifs, instead of facing a maybe or full disappointment.” You said, sitting down with a huff. “Hm.” He glanced at you, and something flashed across his face, but it was gone as soon as you noticed it. “I suppose you’re right.” You nodded. “I always am.” He sighed and rolled his eyes at you, before shooting you a smile, that made your body feel warmer than it already did. “Shall we get through this shitshow?” he asked, gesturing to the papers on the table. “You betcha.”

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“And that’s why it’s illegal to divide by four.” You said with an air of pride, throwing your pencil to the table and watched it bounce once. “That makes no sense.” Henry grinned. “Math doesn’t make sense.” You grumbled and let your head fall to the table in pure agony. “let’s face it, I’ll never pass. Go on without me, live your probably perfect life without me. I’ll just be here forever, the student who never passed, and I’ll die covered in cobwebs and regrets, while you go out and win Oscars left and right.” He laughed and his hand found your back, fingers rubbing soothing circles over it. You had quickly learned that Henry was a physical man – if he had a chance, he would touch you. A lot. Not in a romantic way, but just… It was nice. You liked it, too, mostly because it was a moment where you could live in a little fantasy that you could be more than friends. Of course, you were also pretty much attached at the hip, and it wasn’t strange for you two walk with his arm thrown over your shoulder, your arm lifted a little, so you could intertwine your fingers with his. He was Soft with a big S – it was a lot of gentle touches and small smiles. It was nice, really. “Darling, you’re not going to die in here. Nor are you going to fail, this math-exam is barely 15 % of your grade.” You groaned but didn’t look up from your arms. “It’s still 15, Henry. I have to ace everything else!” Your voice was muffled. “Okay, so? You’re literally the smartest woman I know, love. I’m serious, you’ll do great.” You whimpered. “I’m not. I don’t even know how to get through my final exam in drama. I’m telling you, the professor has it out for me.” He gently moved his hand to your neck, gripping it softly – you almost moaned at the touch – and guided your head up to make you look at him. “What do you mean?” You sighed and ignored your butterflies. “She gave me a dialogue-piece. Seriously. I… And it’s romance.” You scoffed at it. “What do you think I’m going to do? Talk to an invisible partner?” He hummed. “I mean, I could help you. I’m already done with that class, so… You have Professor Martinez, right?” You nodded. “Okay, well, I know what kind of things she might like. I’m more than happy to help.” “You’ve already done so much, helping me prep for the other exams, Henry, I can’t ask you to…” “You’re not asking, I’m offering. I’m serious. My break already started, I only have to hand in one assignment on the differences in Austen and Wolf. I’ll help, I promise.” You searched his face. You were very close to saying yes, but your itsy-bitsy crush held you back – you feared what on earth it would do to you, if you had to act out a love-scene with him. “Y/N.” “Henry.” He narrowed his eyes at you. “Let me help. Please. Think of it as practice for when we get out in the real world as actors, and we have to act in front of each other.” You laughed. “I’m sure that’s not going to happen.” “What, why?” He looked genuinely confused. “I mean… Look at you.” You said, gesturing to his body. “You’re an instant action-hero. I promise, I’ll mostly be cast as the funny, fat friend. Maybe I’ll get a lead in an indie-movie or something, but that’s a reach.” You sighed. “Remember, I’m mostly taking this class because I need the credits to go to screenwriting. I’ll do better behind the scenes.” He glared at you and stood up, pulling you with him. He cupped your face. “Don’t ever talk about my best friend like that again, got it? I love you, and I literally don’t care what you think about it, we’re doing this.” You didn’t have the chance to tell him no, because he pushed his hand over your mouth, when you began to protest. “Darling, one more word and we’re acting out a murder-scene. Come on, I know what we can use.”

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You were nervous as hell. It felt like your heart was about to drop out of your ass, and you were pacing back and forth, your long, white dress swishing against the floor backstage. It was just an exam, it wasn’t exactly something big, but you were the last on the line, and you had seen the other students who already passed, slowly seep in and settle in the chairs in the auditorium – it was terrifying. Honestly, you never really spoke up in class, so most of them had never seen you act, and now you had to do a full exam – a love confession, nonetheless – with spectators? It felt like your soul had been sucked out of your body and was hovering somewhere above you. Henry had found the regency-play, and it fit perfectly with the vibe, you normally loved, so it seemed fitting – it wasn’t a well-known play, either, so you felt pretty confident in it; at least until now. A hand gently laid on your shoulder, and you shrieked. “Henry, for heaven’s sake!” You clutched your hand to your chest. He grinned, and you couldn’t help but admire his attire; it was a period piece, and Henry definitely suited it. the period-appropriate suit and tight pants looked perfect on him – thanks to Loes, who had been more than happy to help you with the outfits, while Grim had managed to help with props and scenery (but not without smirking at you like the cat who ate the canary first, telling you “Oh, a romance, huih? Rooooomaaaaanceee? Like kissy-kissy romance?” first) and you knew the setup was good. You knew your lines; it was just a matter of actually speaking them. “Are you okay, you seem a little jumpy.” Henry asked carefully. You nodded. “Nervous, mostly. I never told you, but, uh, I never really… Uhm, did this. Like… Act-act. In front of a crowd.” He kissed the crown of your head and pulled you closely. “You’ll do amazing. You are amazing, love, I wish you knew…” He stopped talking, clearly holding back. “Knew what?” You asked, hugging him tightly. “No matter. Let’s get out there and ruin some hearts, shall we?” He pulled you out at arm’s length and looked at you with wide eyes. “You look gorgeous, by the way. Truly.” You felt heat rise on your cheeks. You were actually pretty happy with your look; Loes had been amazing with helping you find a regency-styled dress, that fit you great. It hugged your chest in the right way, and you had been admiring yourself for a while, after putting it on. It was your luck that Abby had passed you right after putting it on, and sighed gently before telling you, that you definitely needed to do something with your hair, and then had helped you braid it into a crown over your head. It was perfect. “Thank you. Let’s get this over with, please, or I’m going to throw up on you.”

You stepped out on the scene to loud cheers and clapping from your peers, and you both bowed a little, before you stated your name and student ID to the censor and your professor, and let Henry introduce himself. “And the play?” Your professor only looked at Henry, and you contained the eyeroll. “We’re acting out scene 17, act two from the play As night falls.” You said clearly, and the censor nodded with a smile. “A wonderfully underrated play, miss Y/LN.” he said. “Please, take your time and you start when you’re ready.” You nodded and Henry grabbed your hand, holding it tightly – tighter than he normally would – and gave you a comforting squeeze, before he stopped on your marks, resting his forehead against yours for a brief moment, closing his eyes. “You got this.” He whispered before drawing back and placing himself at his mark. You drew a deep breath and prepared yourself. Silence fell in the room, when you straightened your back and crossed your arms over your chest, looking at Henry as intently as you could.

“How dare you show up here, after barely speaking a word to me all day?” You began, nerves falling off your shoulders when you heard how much you projected your voice. He raised an eyebrow. “My Lady, I believe it was you, who didn’t speak to me, but made your disdain for my very being obvious.” “My disdain for you?” You spat, stepping closer to him. “My Lord, you do think highly of yourself, if you think for one moment, I would have any feelings towards you, disdain or other.” He swallowed. “Am I that obnoxious to you?” You scoffed and stared him down. “You show up in front of my home at night, throwing pebbles at my window, the night before you are to be wed!” You spat. “What do you think, good sir? That this is the mark of the gentleman, you so willingly allow people to perceive you as?” He glowered at you. “I don’t wish for people to perceive me at all. All I wished was for you to see me.” You swallowed thickly because the way he looked at you… It was intense and far too intimate for anyone else to see. “You must have me confused, for someone who want anything from you, my Lord. Please, leave, go, and get married and leave me be in my own misery.” You said, trying to level your breathing. He stepped closer to you and his hand twitched. “Do you think I could ever just leave you be? That there is a moment in time, in this life or any other, that I would not want to spend every waking moment near you?” he said angrily. “Do you think that I have not hated myself enough for feeling these feelings towards you?” “My Lord, you are talking a dangerous game now.” You whispered. “If I could leave you, I would. Oh, I wish I could, I wish there was a corner on this earth that I could escape to, where you weren’t ever present in my mind.” His eyes flickered between yours and he stepped even closer now, his chest nearly touching yours. “But you have imprinted yourself on me, like ink on the pages of the books, you so love to bury yourself in, and I cannot get away from you. I…” He stopped and sighed. “I would do whatever I could to forget the moment I laid eyes on you. You have wrecked me wholly.” You felt tears well up in your eyes at the intense gaze – it was like his eyes were drilling holes in your soul. “So be it. Forget me. Forget you ever knew me, Lord, forget whatever moments we shared, because you are to be wed tomorrow and I…” You smiled tearfully at him. “I can do nothing but watch you do so, watch you live the life I wanted with you.” “I thought you disdained me.” “I disdained what you made of me. A fool.” “Tell me not to do it. Tell me that you would rather watch me run from her, my Lady. Tell me that you feel just an inkling of what I feel, and I’m yours to do whatever you so please with.” You scoffed. “I cannot and will not tell you what to do, my Lord. You have a mind of your own, as you have made abundantly clear to me, and I wish not to tell you what to do.” He cupped your cheek.

“I will forever choose you, my Lady. Despite your stubbornness and unwillingness to entertain the idea that you might be wrong, despite the way you glare at me whenever I step into a room. I would want you to look upon me with hate any day, if that meant you were looking at me. It is better than you not seeing me at all.” He said softly, and you heard a gentle, collective sigh from the rows of students watching. You grasped his wrist and held it tightly. He was shaking slightly. “I am a fool, am I not, my Lord?” “As I am one, my Lady.” And with those words, he rested his forehead against yours in a manner just as before you started the scene, but this felt different – one, it was a part of the play, put it was also tender, and his breath was wavering slightly, as if he was nervous. “Then we will be fools together, walking into the night as it falls around us, shall we not?” You asked gently. “Night would never fall, when I have a sun in you.” He responded equally as gently.

Silence fell around you, before someone started clapping and the room erupted in cheers and claps – you both smiled at each other, before turning to face the room and bowed. Your censor was standing, while your professor looked impressed and clapped politely. Thank God. “Thank you for that, miss Y/L/N and Mr. Cavill. If you could wait backstage while we discuss, we will call you back out for your grade. The rest of you…” You professor turned to your class. “Please leave quietly!” you grabbed Henry’s hand and pulled him backstage, where he picked you up in a tight hug and spun you around, laughing.

“You were brilliant! I never… I mean, holy hell, Y/N, you were a vision!” He whispered against your ear. “Put me down, you oaf, you’ll break your back!” You laughed, but he ignored you and held you tighter than ever. “It was brilliant, truly. You were… Stunning. I almost forgot my lines several times.” “I couldn’t have done it without you, Henry.” You whispered back, gratitude flushing your body. He chuckled. “I think you would’ve. You are, after all, the most amazing woman I’ve ever met, darling.” He gently placed you back on your feet and cupped your face with his warm hands. “I do have to tell you something.” He said softly. “What?” you replied, your throat dry. “Uhm… Well, I, uh…” He chuckled a little shyly. “I wanted to ask you if you’d…” “Miss Y/L/N, please come back out, we are ready to give you your final grade.” You groaned and pulled out of his touch. “Hold that thought.” You rushed to the stage and smiled at the professor and the censor. “Miss Y/LN, you managed to use a lesser-known play and truly make it something spectacular. I was deeply impressed, and I will extend a thank you for your performance, because it was truly wonderful.” Your professor smiled at you for the first time, since you began her class. “We’ve decided to give you an A, and it is well-deserved.” You bounced up and down in glee. “Thank you so, so much!” You said happily and turned to walk back, but the censor stopped you. “Wait, just one moment, Miss.” He quickly made his way up to the stage and smiled at you. “I was truly impressed by your work today, both you and Mr. Cavill. You have a special bond, and it’s very clear from the way you work together.” You smiled. “Thank you, sir.” “I know this might be a lot to consider, but…” He pulled out a business card and handed it to you. “I am making a movie soon, and although it’s a low-budget movie, it might be good for your resume. I can’t pay you much, but I would love to see you and Mr. Cavill for an audition and perhaps discuss the possibilities of the roles?” You blinked several times and gaped at him. “You don’t have to answer right away, I know you probably have other matters to attend to.” He winked at you. “Like perhaps telling the poor boy that you’re in love with him, before he falls apart?” You coughed. “I’m… Sorry?” “A director always knows, my dear. Anyway, consider it and get back to me. I’d love to see you both in it.” He left and you walked backstage with your head full of thoughts. “So, how did it go? Tell me!” Henry looked worriedly at you, and you lit up in a smile. “I got an A. And…” You held up the business card. “We maybe have a movie to do over the summer.” He looked at you with wide eyes. “No fucking way.” “Yes, way. The censor is a director and he, and I quote, would love to see us both in it.” He laughed wildly and scooped you into his arms, before his lips landed on yours with passion, that made you feel dizzy. He kissed you deeply, pouring everything into it, and, just as quickly as it had begun, it ended. He gasped and took a step back, looking absolutely mortified. “I am so sorry, Y/N, I don’t kn…” He grunted when you practically leapt into his arms, kissing him again. Your lips danced against his, like they had never done anything else, and it felt like home. It was glowing embers in a fire, keeping you warm and sated, but flames began licking your veins and you craved more. His tongue slid against yours and you sighed into the kiss, your fingers playing with his hair. When you both needed air more than you needed the kiss, you pulled away just enough for the tips of your noses to touch. “I suppose I wasn’t the only one, who wanted to do that.” He said breathlessly. “No, you were not.” You smiled and enjoyed the moment with him, feeling his large hands rest on your lower back. “You wanted to tell me something before I left.” You stated slowly. He chuckled and kissed you sweetly. “I wanted to ask you out, but I suppose the kiss kind of spoke for itself, love.” You laughed as well. “Yeah, I… yeah. To be fair, my answer would have been yes.”

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“And that’s how we ended up here.” You said with a smile to the interviewer, while Henry’s arm was around your waist and cameras flashed in your face. The years had gone by faster than you’d care to admit, and the little, low-budget period-drama had kickstarted something, you never expected. Henry smiled as he kissed your cheek. “That’s really a wonderful love story, and such a great start to both of your careers!” Henry nodded. “I don’t think I would’ve ever got this far, if it wasn’t for this lovely woman. She’s been my rock through it all, and I’m more than excited to be acting alongside her again in this movie.” You smiled softly at him, and his hand found yours, twirling your wedding band on your finger. “Likewise. It feels almost cathartic to come back to this one, right? The play that started it all, and here we are, years down the line, about to watch us reprise the roles again.” You said and the interviewer sighed dreamily. “Well, to the power-couple… Thank you so much for answering my questions, and I cannot wait to see the movie, As Night Falls.” Henry kissed you before making your way down the carpet. “I love you.” He whispered, hugging your waist tightly. “As I love you.”

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angryschnauzer · 3 years

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Jingle My Bells

Summary: Continuing my AU Rugby Teacher theme that was so brilliantly plot bunny’d by @feelmyroarrrr, Henry finds himself bored at home having been put onto quarantine due to cases at the school he teaches at. With his school shutting early for the holidays, when his wife needs help at her school, she calls in his assistance for some festive fun... with some after hours fun for themselves too.

Pairing: AU Rugby Teacher Henry Cavill x Teacher Wife

Warnings: Bad Puns, NSFW, 18+, Established Relationship, Public/Risky Sex Workplace Sex, Henry dressed as Santa Claus (yes thats a warning in itself).

Gif by @littlefreya and used with her kind permission.

Previous Rugby Teacher Henry Ficlet.

Masterlist on AO3, and old fics can be found at @angryschnauzerwrites. I don’t run a tag list.

Jingle My Bells

Henry was bored. Two weeks of quarantine after another faculty member had tested positive had meant he'd been confined to the house 24/7. Just as his test results had come back negative and his return to work for the last week of term had been scheduled, the high school had been notified that two students had come in contact with confirmed cases, so to cut their losses the board of governors had simply implemented end of term a week early.

And sure, Henry had done what he could to help keep himself busy; online gaming, World of Warcraft, hell; he'd even helped you mark homework for your primary school class. He cooked dinner for you so it was ready the moment you arrived home, and the house was the cleanest it'd ever been, but without you home with him he was just… bored.

"Just one more day, then its the end of term" you'd reassured him as you'd kissed him goodbye that morning, and he'd pulled you into his arms;

"Will you wear the elf outfit home tonight?"

"Oh, does someone have an elf kink?" You'd grinned and raised an eyebrow.

Henry lifted his hand to the little bells that were attached to your green knit dress;

"I kinda want to find out how i can make these jingle… i have some ideas…"

"Well you can fill my stockings after work, but i've got to go or i'll be late…" you pressed a kiss to his cheek; "Got to set up the area for Santa"

With a groan your husband released you;

"Fine, but i want you to sit on my lap later"

Henry was standing at the fridge contemplating whether eating Babybell cheeses wrapped in Parma ham sandwiched between two slices of toast counted as lunch when his phone rang. Seeing your school's number on the display he was half curious and half worried, but visibly relaxed when he heard your voice;

"Hennn…." You purred

"Oh god… you only use that voice when you want something i won't like…"

"Are you free this afternoon?"

He sighed over dramatically;

"What do you need?"

"We need a Santa. The guy we booked was someone's grandad but he's been on the sherry and we had to send him home because he was slurring his speech and referred to the kids as 'crotch gobins'"

Henry let out a snort of laughter;

"I've met your class… some of them are…"

"Nevertheless… could you stand in? We've got the suit, and you've been quarantining for 3 weeks so are safe… pleeease…"

"Hmmmmnn"

"Hennn, please… i've got a thirty kids that still believe…"

Henry sighed;

"Okay… i'll be there in ten minutes"

“You’ll need to walk…there’s no space left in the staff car park”

He sighed;

“Okay, make it thirty minutes”

If there was an award for best/worst performance as Santa, Henry would have got it hands down. Putting on his best pantomime Brian Blessed voice, he'd Ho Ho Ho'd his way through the three youngest classes of wide eyed Little Ones that had thoroughly loved meeting Santa. When it had come to the older kids in the Junior years, generally 8 years old and above, he'd taken a different tactic, instead filing them out to the playground and if they could score a hoop through the Netball net, he'd deem them nice rather than naughty.

By the time hometime rolled around every single child had a smile on their face, excitedly rushing out to their parents waiting at the gate, pointing out Santa to their younger siblings sat in Pushchairs and Prams.

When you’d finally waved everyone off you made your way back to your classroom, the security door alert sounding as you entered the corridor, the hallways quiet where your colleagues had already packed up their stuff and left for the day. Henry trailed behind you, chattering away about what the kids had told him, shedding himself of the fake Santa beard and the scratchy jacket, leaving him wearing the hat, his plain black t-shirt, and the Santa trousers and boots. He flopped down into your chair as you busied yourself around the classroom, his feet up on your desk.

Moving around him you stacked papers ready to be archived when he wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you onto his lap;

“Come and sit on Santa’s knee”

Abandoning the papers you laughed as you settled on your husband's lap, turning to kiss him and the little bells on your dress jingled as you moved. The kiss went from chaste to needy in a matter of seconds, and you could feel Henry harden beneath your ass as you wriggled on his lap. His hand groped at your breasts through your dress as his lips started a trail along your chin and down your neck;

“Have you been naughty or nice this year?”

You wriggled on your lap;

“Oh I've been Naughty…”

Suddenly you were spinning as Henry fluidly moved to his feet, pushing you over your desk and stood behind you;

“Well i guess i’d better do something about that then” he pulled your dress up with a jingle of the bells attached and smoothed his hands over your ass, the green and white stripes of your tights framing your buttocks. With strong fingers he grasped the thin fabric and tugged, ripping a hole in them and letting out an appreciative grunt when he found you wearing a lace thong;

“You’ve been parading around in that little dress with this poor excuse for underwear beneath all day? You really have been a naughty girl” he purred in your ear as his fingers tugged the elastic aside.

You tried to move away, painfully aware of your location;

“Hen! We’re at school!”

“Shhh… the door alarm to the hallway will sound if anyone comes… so how about i make you cum before that happens, eh?”

His fingers had found your clit as he’d pushed his thumb into your velvet channel, and any further arguments were lost on your tongue as you sighed in pleasure;

“Hen, make it quick… the cleaners will be doing their rounds soon”

Looking over your shoulder you watched as Henry quickly shoved the Santa trousers and boxers down, his thick and meaty dick springing free where he was already rock hard and dripping with need;

“I’m gonna jingle your bells darling…” he positioned himself and quickly thrust in, making you gasp at the sudden stretch of it; “Gonna fill your stockings…”

“Tights” you corrected

“Same fucking thing” he grunted as he started to pound into you, the rhythmic thud of his efforts topped off with the delicate jingling of the bells on your dress. His hands moved and grabbed at your breasts, his breath hot and heavy against your ear as he filled you hard and fast from behind; “Want me to come down your chimney tonight?”

Grinning you turned your head;

“How about we save that for when we’re at home…?”

Henry paused, his eyes going wide when he realised you were agreeing to the one thing in your sex life you hadn’t tried yet, even after being married for a number of years and him dropping numerous hints;

“Really?”

“Well, i know you didn’t put it on your Christmas list but if a elf is gonna be naughty she might as well be naughty all the way…” you winked at him; “But you gotta hurry up now…”

With a grunt of determination he started to pound into you, one hand moving down your stomach and pushing between your legs, rubbing at your clit as he did his best to quickly bring you both to orgasm. Your moans started to get louder, and he clamped his other hand over your mouth as he started to feel you cuming, your body shaking and the loud thuds of his thrusts filling the room as your desk squeaked on the linoleum floor. With a grunt he thrust in deep and at the height of your orgasm you felt him flooding your womb with rope of his creamy seed, his massive hands pulling you to his chest as he buried his face in your neck whilst your cunt milked the last of his cum from his body.

Breathless and glowing, you rested your head on Henry’s shoulder, your chest heaving before he carefully pulled out of you, pulling your underwear back into place as he tucked himself back into his boxers and Santa trousers. As you shimmied your dress back down you heard the thrumming of the floor polisher along the corridor, your eyes going wide before Henry turned you and rested his hands on your shoulders;

“C’mon, lets get home”

Taking a deep breath you smiled;

“Help be grab the last few bits then we can go”

Five minutes later you were stepping out of your classroom, Henry holding the large box of things you wanted to bring home for the holidays including your peace lily, pulling the door shut when you heard footsteps, turning to see the after hours cleaner;

“Night Mr Howell, have a good Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas Mrs Cavill…” he paused when he saw Henry standing next to you

“This is my Husband, he stood in as Santa today”

The old man nodded and smiled, carrying on with his mop as you walked in the opposite direction. Just as you got the security door you heard him starting to whistle, your eyes shooting up to meet Henry’s as you heard the tune;

‘Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way…’

Henry wrapped his free arm around your shoulders;

“C’mon my naughtly little Elf, i’ll drive you home” he grinned at you; “Then we can see about that chimney of yours…”

You clenched at the thought, your body already tingling at the thought of it. And hey, if you were going to let your husband finally fuck your ass, at least you had the entire school holidays to recover.

#henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill x you #au rugby henry cavill #henry cavill smut #henry cavill rpf

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Henry Cavill & Characters Fic Recs

Hiya! I’ve put together a list of my absolute favorite fics for Henry and some of his characters so I thought I would share them. It started as a list for myself so I could go back to them in the future. All these fics are ones I go back to and HIGHLY RECOMMEND!! Please enjoy!!!

They will include fluff, smut, angst, series (I will link the series masterlist if available or the first chapter), au, some dark/noncon, etc.... Kudos to all the writers included in this list :) <3

Please read the warnings on each story that the writer provides. Some works may be triggering.

***New additions will be bolded***

Henry Cavill

Across the Street - @maya-the-cute-ass-bee

Always Do - @lifeasitis21

Baby Snuggles… Drink and Wet? - @oh-for-fic-sake

The B****, The Favorite, His Sister & Her Lover - @buckysgoldenheart

The Choice - @thecavillchronicles

Cozy Winter - @english8muffin

The Date - @oh-for-fic-sake

The Dentist - @zealoushound

Fender Bender - @angrythingstarlight

A Good Night’s Sleep - @cruelfvkingsummer

Grand Theft Auto - @oh-for-fic-sake

Homecoming - @zealoushound

How to Piss Him Off - @buckysgoldenheart

I Need a Woman - @chamomilebottom

I Would Do It Again - @foodieforthoughts

Iced Coffee - @onlyhenrys

In the Moonlight - @fallenangelbb

Joy & Pain - @cocoa-and-gold

Just Us - @buckysgoldenheart

The List - @zealoushound

A Mess - @maya-the-cute-ass-bee

The (Mis)Adventures of Kal and Moose - @oddsnendsfanfics

Pooh Bear - @oh-for-fic-sake

Quarantine Date’s - @imaginethisdarling

A Rainy Day - @oh-for-fic-sake

A Rugby Dad’s Guide to… - @hlkwrites

Sunshine & Daisies - @thelastsock

Tik Tok Leggings - @oh-for-fic-sake

Truth and Consequences - @deathonyourtongue

Under the Milky Way - @littlefreya

Unwell - @the-soot-sprite

August Walker

Longing Stares - @quietmyfearswith

More - @oddduckthatgirl

Neglected - @maya-the-cute-ass-bee

On a Lie - @quietmyfearswith

Pretty In Pink - @rmtndew

Protect You - @buckysgoldenheart

Protection - @keanureevesisbae

The Specter - @its--fandom--darling

This Isn’t Goodbye - @cap-winter-barnes

Unexpected - @nuggsmum

The Way to Hell - @littlefreya

What They Did To You - @cap-winter-barnes

You and Me, Against the World - @thatslovelymoony

Captain Syverson

Applewine Valley - @nuggsmum

Captain Confusion - @honeyhenry

The Choice - @onlyhenrys

Cuts & Bruises, Wounds & Abuses - @cinebration

Don’t Wait - @thatslovelymoony

Double-Edged Sword - @mypoisonedvine

Eyes That See - @just-chirpin

Famous Last Words - @its--fandom--darling

Feral Collision - @littlefreya

Flight 292 - @fourmarkdove

Homeland - @cruelfvkingsummer

Kissed by Fire - @wolvesandhoundshowltogether

Lines in the Sand - @littlefreya

Marks - @maya-the-cute-ass-bee

Mine - @yoursecretsmutblog

More Than Just a One-Night Stand - @mary-ann84

Regrets, I Have a Few - @the-soot-sprite

The Road to Paloma - @thetaoofzoe

Southern Generation - @viking-raider

Surprise - @just-chirpin

Syverson - @sillyrabbit81

Upstate - @fourmarkdove

Viking Syverson AU - @r-t-doll

Will You Miss Me At All - @sillyrabbit81

Willow Run - @deathonyourtongue

Clark Kent

About That Night - @yespolkadotkitty

The Bat’s Sister - @viking-raider

Breaking News - @221bshrlocked

Curly Hair and Blue Eyes, Just like yours - @babylooneytoonz

Every Day’s a Holiday - @giorno-plays-piano

Falling, Flying - @crimsonrae

For The Last Time - @lifeasitis21

A Lot of Luck - @lifeasitis21

The Neighbors Son - @oh-for-fic-sake

No Pain No Gain - @ellaimagines

The Offer - @cavillanche

One Step Back - @p3nny4urth0ught5

The Other Lane - @babylooneytoonz

Show Me How You Like It - @princess-of-riviaa

Stay With Me - @friendlylocalwriter

That Southern Hospitality - @221bshrlocked

Touch Starved - @somethinginthewayiam

The Whole World in his Hands - @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

A Workout - @samwilsons-pillowpecs

Geralt of Rivia

Bear - @babylooneytoonz

Beautiful and Damned - @dreamwritesimagines

Betrayed - @yewfandoms

The Call of the Wild - @whitewolfandthefox

The Fall - @yewfandoms

Keep Me - @queenxxxsupreme

Let Me Love You - @scarlettwitcher

Of Things Unseen - @queenxxxsupreme

Silver and Magic - @viking-raider

A Soldier’s Daughter - @viking-raider

Sweet Creature - @queenxxxsupreme

Ulfur Minn - @scarlettwitcher

The Vessel - @babylooneytoonz

The Wench and the Witcher - @for-a-muse-of-fire

Napoleon Solo

Cordial - @cinebration

I Got You - @thebadboyfanclub

A Mistake - @coloraturadiva

Solo Parenting - @cavillanche

Sherlock Holmes

An Absolute Mess - @youvebeenlivingfictional

Floriography - @luciilferss

Lacking In Facts - @zodiyack

Lies Untold - @cherienymphe

A Little Hysteria - @oh-for-fic-sake

Stubborn - @zodiyack

Terribly Confounding - @youvebeenlivingfictional

When We Were Young - @youvebeenlivingfictional

You Are Family Now - @thebadboyfanclub

Walter Marshall

All I’ve Ever Known - @rmtndew

The Babysitter - @redwine-lady

Just What I Need - @angryschnauzer

Kill of the Night - @meowpurrbooks

Medicine - @princess-of-riviaa

Reunited - @yoursecretsmutblog

Safe - @maya-the-cute-ass-bee

Truth and Other Disasters - @itsrubberbisquit

#fic recs #henry cavill x reader #august walker x reader #captain syverson x reader #clark kent x reader #walter marshall x reader #napoleon solo x reader #geralt of rivia x reader #henry!sherlock #henry cavill #august walker #captain syverson #clark kent #walter marshall #napoleon solo #geralt of rivia

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Wolfie’s Fic Recs | Dad!Fics

DAD!FICS - Henry and his characters with kids, wanting kids, making kids. That’s it. That’s this list.

Author’s note: My sincere apologies for how crazy long this list has gotten 😂 It’s like the whole fandom is agreeing on one thing: this man needs a baby ASAP. Also, thank you dear @littlefreya for your ever wonderful suggestions!

With Henry

Single dad Henry is trying to figure out a hair tutorial to please his 4-year old, and it’s the most adorable thing ever. With Flowers In Her Hair by @wanna-do-bad-things

Single dad Henry kinda hittin’ on da nanny? Picture Perfect by @fun-with-jane is a short fic series that’ll get you kinda hot, and kinda bothered (the slow burn..ARGH)

Getting you pregnant is, apparently, a very VERY exact science including honey-wine-&-cookies.. baby. Freyja Dag by @geek-eat-repeat

And don’t forget about timing! THE TIMING! Let’s Make One Of Our Own is the sweaty hot smut you might just crave (am I the only one ovulating right now?), fic by @littlefreya.

Sometimes it’s also just a situation of super sperm, followed by an “oopsie baby”. And when two bullheaded fuckbuddies-to-be-parents are involved, things can get pretty ..engaging: The Rules Of Engagement by @ladyreapermc (multi-chapter).

Or perhaps it’s a situation of Henry and his untameable Hunger, by @littlefreya (yes, it’s breeeeding smut my lassies -- again, forgive me for I am thirsty)

Pregnancy ain’t always sunshine and rainbows. There’s also a lot of change and self-doubt. But that’s nothing some coconut oil and love can’t fix, in Two Months by @littlefreya

There’s a lotttt of first times with having children, which in turn will probably give quite a few heart Flutters for poor protective dad Henry. By @littlefreya

And he’s not just protective, he’s also pretty observant. This Cute Little Drabble makes you wonder when you last bought tampons... by @toomanystoriessolittletime

Newborns? They can be a little fussy. But again, daddy bear is here to fix it! Everything I Ever Wanted by @fuckoffbard

With the brood expanding, it’s getting a little difficult to garner the ever-craved attention of momma bear in This Is War by @cruelfvkingsummer

And when mom isn’t home? Well..the question arises what happened to all the cookies.. Daddy’s day by @angrythingstarlight

Okay, one more by @angrythingstarlight because I couldn’t choose: Baby Talk

And Henry’ll learn soon enough that changing your facial hair should go with a disclaimer. Especially when toddlers are involved. Daddy Who? by @viking-raider

And facial hair also reminds me of this fic; Domestic Life by @writernerd23 (-> “Your face is scratchy, Daddy.” <- CUTE)

The Accidental Family by me. A domestic sad-fluffy short series about memory loss -- After a motorcycle accident, Henry suddenly finds himself living the life he always dreamed of. There’s only one small hitch; he can’t remember how he got here.

And to carry on with the more sad fluff-stuff. How would Henry deal with the less rosy parts of trying to have children - like miscarriage? Negative is a beautiful fic that got me balling my eyes out and you should definitely read it if you’re in the need for some sad, sad fluff. By @oddduckthatgirl

Perhaps things didn’t quite go as planned - whatever the plan was. This sad-to-fluff fic brings you on the rollercoaster of extremely sad to fuzzy warm and happy. Better Off by @toomanystoriessolittletime

More tear-jerkers? 😭Falling Again by @deathonyourtongue follows struggling AU dad!Henry as bills keep piling and the loss of his wife haunts his every waking moment.

Back to the fun stuff - *chants* Rugby dad! Rugby dad! I couldn’t pick just one from the extensive list of rugby dad Henry fics by @hlkwrites and @achaoticaugust - let’s be honest; this should be a genre on its own, so here’s a few:

Henry Cavill, The Rugby Dad Part 2 (smut, daddy kink) I laughed perhaps a tad too loud at the drunk make-out session on the front lawn - here’s some short sexy rugby dad Henry drabbles.

A Rugby Dad’s Guide To Injury Time (smut) I just love smut when it slow, sensual and JUST a tiny bit awkward because you’re on the couch and someone’s leg is in a cast 😜

A Rugby Dad’s Guide To The Off Season (smut) And after the hard toil of keeping a family up and running, it might just be time for a hot (tub) little break

With Sy

A few short, golden moments in becoming first-time parents with Sy - including skin-to-skin daddy cuddles - what else do you want? Evermore by @hauntedelation is a fluffy fic that gets me all kinds of fuzzy inside.

Talking “short” golden moments..this one includes one short reader, a coffee mug and one teasing oaf-of-a-bear Syverson. (smut) Of Short Girls And High Shelves by my fellow Lisa, also known as @killjoy-assbutt-1112 (hi girl!)

Cankles, have never been so hot a subject to talk about as they are in this lovely fic by @crimsonrae: Cigarettes and Morning Breath

And before you know it, you have a whole brood. Will that stop Sy? Meh..probably not. Fourth Time’s The Charm by @cruelfvkingsummer

And once he HAS a daughter? Woof! Dad Syverson is probably just a LITTLE bit too overprotective. But that’s nothing a daughter-dad weekend can’t fix. Daddy Syverson by @connieisland

Imagine this: one big chunky Captain Syverson and one tiny, tiny babygirl cradled in his arms. Are you melting yet? Siobhán is just the cutest little fic, by @littlefreya

We really want Sy to get a daughter huh? And that’ll be particularly funny when daughter sweet becomes old enough for Prom Night -- we’ll be back with overprotective daddy Sy who is ever stubborn, but also ever sweet. By @littlefreya

Onto the holidays: Santa brings back home a 5-year old’s one true wish in Santa Letter Wish by @lovelycavills

And sometimes? You wish the babe would wait JUST a few days before getting born. Christmas, Baby by @its--fandom--darling

Now. To finish off the Sy vibes; are you perhaps in the need of one heck of a good series? Willow Run is one of the first series I read here on Tumblr and it is SO GOOD. I won’t blab and just let you read ❤️ you won’t regret it. By @deathonyourtongue

With Geralt

Geralt, Destiny, one stubborn girl and the Law of Surprise - it’s a recipe for great adventures and funny grumpy dad!Geralt moments. This wonderful multichap fic A Soldier’s Daughter is written by @viking-raider

I know it’s canonically impossible for a Witcher to get anyone pregnant (due to the Trial of the Grasses). But you know..if ..and when..and maybe..then: A Gentle Soul by @killjoy-assbutt-1112

With Marshall

Some mild roleplaying, rough smutiness and unexpected news make this love-making sesh a wild-wild ride. Heart Of Darkness by @littlefreya

Sleepless is a wonderful multichap fic with Marshall x single!mom reader. @feralrunaway gives you awkward barbecue chat and protective Marshall being ever protective. There’s no masterlist, so here’s (I think) all the chapters: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6

Can you imagine big hunky chunk Marshall being worried when you get all teared up with emotion? Baby Blues gives you allll the cute caring dad!Marshall you need. By @the-soot-sprite

With August

A child born out of love and chaos, is all August craves when he comes back home. Mother Of Murder by @littlefreya (smut)

Bad guys, accidental babies and *BOOM* suddenly it’s not just you who calls August “daddy” ((pun intended here, please don’t hate me 😂)) Surprise, surprise.. by @maya-the-cute-ass-bee

And once such that surprise happens, August knows one thing for sure: he’d burn the whole world to a crisp if anything was to happen to you and his unborn child. In this Imagine by @littlefreya

With Napoleon

Sobs, cries and accidentally getting pregnant by spies ((the puns are getting worse, I swear I’ll show myself out in a bit)). On a serious note though: this multi-chapter is an angsty rollercoaster with a tinge of fluff by @coloraturadiva - A Mistake

With Sherlock

Dad!Sherlock fics are surprisingly hard to find, but here’s one: Promises by @zodiyack is a bit of a modern interpretation of a Victorian household, and it sure as hell is delightful!

WEW! That was a LONG list - wonderful work dear fic writers! And, as ever; if you have any good recommendations that fit in this list, please add in the comments or reblog! ❤️

( Fan art by me 😊)

#henry cavill fanfiction #fic recommendations #rpf #dad!henry #dad!syverson #dad!sy #dad!geralt #dad!marshall #dad!august #dad!napoleon #dad!sherlock #wolfie's fic recs

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Henry Master List (Closed)

HENRY CAVILL - One Shots

Captain Kal: Henry comes home to find Kal in costume.

An Invitation (smut): AU in which Henry is a literature professor at a University and you sneak into one of his classes one day.

Hot for Teacher (smut): Professor Cavill! AU. It’s your last test before summer break in college and you decide to tease Henry in the middle of class.

Talented tongue (smut): no plot. Just some nice oral

Heaven in your mouth (smut): Follow up to talented tongue. Now someone has to return the favor

Her Minor Thing (smut): things are going so well between you’re and Henry, you just need to confess one tiny little thing: You’re a virgin. At 28 years of age.

Birthday Surprise: it was bad enough that you would have to spend your birthday in quarantine, but for Henry to forget it? That was just awful.

Popsicle (smut): Henry helps you to mown your lawn in a very hot day.

Just Say I Do: Reader proposes to Henry, but things don’t go exactly as expected.

Like it Rough (smut): your team just won an impossible rugby match and feels like you could take on the world. That also includes Henry.

Anchor: in the night, the demons come, but Henry is there to chase them away.

Jealous (Henry x Unamed OFC): Henry regrets letting her go one he sees her with someone else.

Call: Henry calls you in the middle of the night even if you two are broken up

HENRY CAVILL - Series

Eyes Wide Shut Series

Eyes Wide Shut (smut): AU. Working with an investigative journalist like Henry when you had a huge crush on him didn’t leave you with much free time for a social life. That is until you decide to visit a sex club and meet a masked handsome stranger who is more than willing to show you a good time.

Undisclosed Desires (smut): AU. After your run-in with Henry at the sex club, you go back home looking for some time to think about how you’re gonna look at him again come Monday morning. Unfortunately, he’s not about to let you have any time to think.

Beautiful Problems (smut): AU. It has been one month and things seems to going well between you and Henry… On the surface, at least. You’re still struggling to submit, but Henry isn’t giving up on being the Dom you need.

Rules of Engagement (Henry x OFC) (smut) (SUSPENDED): Henry and Em have been friends for almost ten years and involved in a casual affair for just as long. The rules were simple: no romantic attachment and their friends and family couldn’t know. Easy enough to do right? However, when new complications emerge, Henry and Em will need to navigate this relationship of theirs, if they can even call it that. | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

HENRY CAVILL - Drabbles

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 | 37 | 38 | 39 | 40 | 41 | 42 | 43 | 44 | 45 | 46 | 47 | 48 | 49 | 50 | 51 | 52 | 53 | 54 | 55 | 56 | 57 | 58 | 59 | 60 | 61 | 62 | 63 | 64 | 65 | 66 | 67 | 68 | 69 | 70 | 71 | 72 |

AUGUST WALKER - Oneshots

Falling (smut): angel/demons AU. You’re tired of seeing humans destroying Father’s creation so you decide to help August Walker achieve his goals.

Closer (Donaka Mark; August x Reader) (smut): you and August go undercover to dig information on a Donaka Mark, but get caught and end up in a very unsual situation.

On Display (smut): you find a hidden camera in your apartment and it has an unexpected effect on you.

Yes Father (smut): AU! After much insisting, your fiancé convinces you to go to church with him and you find yourself strangely captivated by the priest celebrating the mass, which so happens to be your fiancé childhood friend.

AUGUST WALKER - Series

The Rookie Series: You’re an CIA intelligence agent who catches the eye of August Walker

AUGUST WALKER - Drabbles

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 |

WALTER MARSHAL - Drabbles

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 |

NAPOLEON SOLO - DRABBLES

CHARLES BRANDON - Drabbles

CAPTAIN SYVERSON - Drabbles

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#henry cavill #henry cavill masterlist #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill imagine

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World Express - Les candidats

Saison 01

Gal Gadot Actrice ayant interprété “Wonder Woman”

Meghan McCain Présentatrice télé, journaliste et fille de John McCain

Venus Williams Championne de tennis

Katey Sagal Actrice de “Mariés, deux enfants” et “Sons of anarchy”

Annie Lennox Chanteuse

Patrick Schwarzenegger Acteur et mannequin

Aaron Paul Acteur de “Breaking Bad”

Luke Perry Acteur de “Beverly Hills”

Mike Posner Chanteur

Willie Nelson Chanteur country

Saison 02

Neve Campbell Actrice de la saga “Scream”

Jane Kaczmarek Actrice de “Malcolm”

Olivia Newton-John Chanteuse et actrice

Carly Rae Jepsen Chanteuse

Megan Rapinoe Double championne du monde de football

Dominic Purcell Acteur de “Prison Break”

Avan Jogia Acteur de “Victorious”

Brendan Fraser Acteur de “La Momie” et de “George de la Jungle”

Dustin Lynch Chanteur country

Phil McGraw Docteur, présentateur télé

Saison 03

Selma Blair Actrice

Naomi Scott Actrice de “Aladdin”

Marie-Louise Parker Actrice de “Weeds”

Dua Lipa Chanteuse et mannequin

Gretchen Carlson Journaliste et auteur

Matthew Fox Acteur de “Lost”

Ray Liotta Acteur

Shawn Mendes Chanteur

Andre Agassi Joueur de tennis professionel

Bear Grylls Aventurier, présentateur télé et écrivain

Saison 04

Julia Louis-Dreyfus Humoriste et actrice de “Seinfield” et de “Veep

Portia de Rossi Actrice et compagne d’Ellen DeGeneres

Zara Larsson Chanteuse

Chaka Khan Chanteuse

Paula Faris Journaliste et présentatrice de journal télé

Kiefer Sutherland Acteur de “24″

Matt Dillon Acteur

Cody Simpson Chanteur

Jeff Probst Animateur télé

Carl Lewis Champion Olympique d’athlétisme

Saison 05

Hilary Duff Actrice et chanteuse

Sarah Michelle Gellar Actrice

Alfre Woodard Actrice

Amy Lee Chanteuse membre du groupe Evanescence

Joan Lunden Journaliste et présentatrice télé

Darren Criss Acteur et chanteur

Sam Worthington Acteur de “Avatar”

Jonathan Banks Acteur de “Breaking Bad”

Steve Harvey Humoriste, animateur télé et radio

Nick Youngquest Ancien joueur du rugby et mannequin

Saison 06

Robin Wright Actrice récompensée aux Golden Globe

Claire Danes Actrice récompensée aux Golden Globe

Sally Field Actrice récompensée aux Golden Globe

Rita Ora Chanteuse

Serena Williams Championne de tennis

Dolph Lundgren Acteur

Jason Biggs Acteur de “American Pie”

Jared Padalecki Acteur de “Supernatural” et “Gossip Girls”

Brad Paisley Chanteur de country

Tom Brokaw Journaliste, présentateur de journaux et auteur

Saison 07

Dianna Agron Actrice de “Glee”

Kyra Sedgwick Actrice de “The Closer”

Cyndi Lauper Chanteuse

Ciara Chanteuse, danseuse, mannequin et actrice

Stella McCartney Styliste

Henry Cavill Acteur ayant interprété “Superman”

Norman Reedus Acteur de “The Walking Dead”

George Ezra Chanteur

Tom Daley Champion du monde de natation

Matt Lauer Journaliste et présentateur télé

Saison 08

Marcia Cross Actrice de “Desperate Housewives”

Emilia Clarke Actrice de “Games of Thrones”

Joely Richardson Actrice de “nip/tuck”

Alanis Morissette Chanteuse

Chelsea Clinton Secrétaire d'État, sénatrice et fille de Bill et Hillary Clinton

Josh Brolin Acteur

Alexander Ludwig Acteur de “Vikings”

Maluma Chanteur

Kevin Bacon Acteur

Shaquille O'Neal Joueur de basketball

Saison 09

Sarah Paulson Actrice de “American Horror Story”

Rita Wilson Actrice et chanteuse

Kelly Rowland Chanteuse récompensées aux Grammy Awards, ex-membre des "Destiny's Childs”

Lorde Chanteuse

Tonya Harding Ancienne patineuse artistique

Jaeden Martell Acteur

Ross Lynch Acteur et chanteur

Jason Momoa Acteur

Blake Shelton Chanteur

Tom Bergeron Présentateur de “Danse avec les stars”

Saison 10

Brooke Shield Actrice

Ellen Pompeo Actrice de “Grey’s Anatomy”

Kim Wilde Chanteuse

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez Femme politique, élue au Congrès américain

Maria Sharapova Joueuse de tennis professionelle

Nico Tortorella Acteur de “Younger”

Scott Adkins Acteur et ex-cascadeur

Giancarlo Esposito Acteur de “Breaking Bad”

Alesso D.J

Howie Mandel Présentateur télé

Saison spéciale Avenger 01

Gal Gadot Actrice ayant interprété “Wonder Woman” (Finaliste - Saison 01)

Olivia Newton-John Chanteuse et actrice (Finaliste - Saison 02)

Naomi Scott Actrice de “Aladdin” (Finaliste - Saison 03)

Hilary Duff Actrice et chanteuse (Finaliste - Saison 05)

Ciara Chanteuse, danseuse, mannequin et actrice (Finaliste - Saison 07)

Cody Simpson Chanteur (Finaliste - Saison 04)

Dolph Lundgren Acteur (Finaliste - Saison 06)

Alexander Ludwig Acteur de “Vikings” (Finaliste - Saison 08)

Jaeden Martell Acteur (Finaliste - Saison 09)

Giancarlo Esposito Acteur de “Breaking Bad” (Finaliste - Saison 10)

Saison 11

Emma Roberts Actrice et nièce de Julia Roberts

Felicity Huffman Actrice de “Desperate Housewives”

Danai Gurira Actrice de “The Walking Dead” et “Black Pather”

Shania Twain Chanteuse récompensée de 187 awards

Martha MacCallum Présentatrice du journal télévisé

Kit Harrington Acteur de “Game of Thrones”

Gary Sinise Acteur

Austin Mahone Chanteur récompensé aux MTV Awards

Chris Isaak Chanteur

LeBron James Champion de Basket Ball

Saison 12

Sofia Vergara Actrice de “Modern Family” et mannequin

Marg Helgenberger Actrice de “Les experts”

Zendaya Actrice Disney, chanteuse, mannequin et danseuse

Gloria Gaynor Chanteuse

Bianna Golodryga Journaliste et présentatrice télé

Chuck Norris Acteur ayant intérprété “Walker, Texas Ranger”

Mena Massoud Acteur ayant intérprété “Aladdin”

Andrew Garfield Acteur ayant intérprété “Spiderman”

Dierks Bentley Chanteur country

Lance Amstrong Champion du monde de course cycliste

Saison 13

Tina Fey Humoriste membre du “Saturday Night Live” et actrice

Blake Lively Actrice de “Gossip Girls”

Évangéline Lilly Actrice de “Lost”

Ava Max Chanteuse

Malia Obama Fille de Barack et Michelle Obama

Joe Manganiello Acteur

David Duchovny Acteur de “X-Files”

Anthony Kiedis Chanteur, membre des “Red Hot Chili Peppers”

Peyton Manning Joueur de football americain

Terry Crews Présentateur télé et acteur

Saison 14

Zoe Saldana Actrice

Evan Rachel Wood Actrice de “Westworld”

Dido Chanteuse

Jorja Smith Chanteuse

Amal Alamuddin-Clooney Avocate, activiste et épouse de George Clooney

Dean Norris Acteur de “Breaking Bad”

Richard Madden Acteur de “Game of Thrones” et “Bodyguard”

Gregg Sulkin Acteur Disney

Lester Holt Journaliste et présentateur télé

Evander Holyfield Champion du monde de boxe

Saison 15

Helen Hunt Actrice récompensée aux Emmy Awards et aux Golden Globe

Gillian Anderson Actrice de “X-Files”

Bella Thorne Actrice Disney

Corinne Bailey Rae Chanteuse

Anastacia Chanteuse récompensée de 42 awards

Frank Grillo Acteur

Stanley Tucci Acteur récompensé aux Emmy Awards et aux Golden Globe

Ziggy Marley Chanteur et fils de Bob Marley

Jerry Springer Présentateur télé

Kobe Bryant Joueur de Basketball

Saison 16

Winona Ryder Actrice

Angela Bassett Actrice de “American Horror Story”

Sheryl Crow Chanteuse récompensée au Grammy Awards

Natalie Imbruglia Chanteuse récompensée de 18 awards

Kate Upton Mannequin et actrice

Liam Hemsworth Acteur

James Marsden Acteur de “Westworld”

Cole Sprouse Acteur Disney et de “Riverdale”

Robin Thicke Chanteur

Anderson Cooper Journaliste et animateur de télévision

Saison 17

Katherine Langford Actrice de “13 reasons why”

Angie Harmon Actrice de “Rizzoli and Isles” et “New York, police judiciaire”

Nelly Furtado Chanteuse

Dana Perino Ex porte-parole de la Maison-Blanche et journaliste

Dita Von Teese Danseuse, mannequin, couturière et actrice

Jamie Bell Acteur de “Billy Elliot”

Simon Baker Acteur de “Mentalist”

Zachary Quinto Acteur

Ryan Seacrest Présentateur de “American Idol” et animateur radio

Mike Tyson Boxeur

Saison 18

Mariska Hargitay Actrice de “New York, unité spéciale”

Alexis Bledel Actrice de “Gilmore Girls” et “The Handmaid's Tale”

Norah Jones Chanteuse récompensée aux Grammy Awards

Diana Ross Chanteuse

Anna Kournikova Joueuse de tennis professionnelle

Charlie Hunnam Acteur de “Sons of Anarchy”

Patrick Dempsey Acteur de “Grey’s Anatomy”

Adam Lambert Chanteur

John Walsh Animateur de “America's Most Wanted”, détective et avocat

Ronan Farrow Journaliste, militant des droits de l'homme, ancien conseiller du gouvernement américain

Saison 19

Lucy Hale Actrice de “Pretty Little Liars” et chanteuse

Julianna Margulies Actrice de “Urgence” et “The Good Wife”

Liv Tyler Actrice

Queen Latifah Animatrice de télévision, chanteuse, rappeuse et actrice

Elle Macpherson Mannequin

Bob Odenkirk Acteur de “Breaking Bad” et de “Better Call Saul”

Josh Holloway Acteur de “Lost”

Shemar Moore Acteur de “Criminal Minds”

Hozier Chanteur

Michael Phelps Nageur, sportif le plus médaillé de l'histoire des Jeux Olympiques

Saison 20

Diane Lane Actrice

Kaley Cuoco Actrice de “The Big Bang Theory”

Marisa Berenson Actrice

Camila Cabello Chanteuse récompensée de 60 awards

Sarah Palin Femme politique et gouverneur de l'Alaska

Michael C. Hall Acteur de “Dexter”

Nick Robinson Acteur

Jason Priestley Acteur de “Beverlly Hills”

Trevor Noha Animateur de talk-show et humoriste

Gareth Bale Footballeur

Saison spéciale Avenger 02

Felicity Huffman (Finaliste saison 11) Actrice de “Desperate Housewives”

Évangéline Lilly (Finaliste saison 13) Actrice de “Lost”

Zoe Saldana (Finaliste saison 14) Actrice

Winona Ryder (Finaliste saison 16) Actrice

Queen Latifah (Finaliste saison 19) Animatrice de télévision, chanteuse, rappeuse et actrice

Chuck Norris (Finaliste saison 12) Acteur ayant intérprété “Walker, Texas Ranger”

Stanley Tucci (Finaliste saison 15) Acteur récompensé aux Emmy Awards et aux Golden Globe

Jamie Bell (Finaliste saison 17) Acteur de “Billy Elliot”

Ronan Farrow (Finaliste saison 18) Journaliste, militant des droits de l'homme, ancien conseiller du gouvernement américain

Trevor Noha (Finaliste saison 20) Animateur de talk-show et humoriste

Saison 21

Kate Walsh Actrice

Anna Kendrick Actrice

Lauren Cohan Actrice de “The Walking Dead”

Bella Hadid Mannequin

Elizabeth Warren Sénatrice Americaine

Tom Ellis Acteur de “Lucifer”

Alan Ritchson Acteur

Corey Fogelmanis Acteur

James Belushi Acteur

David Muir Journaliste et présentateur télé

Saison 22

Dakota Johnson Actrice et mannequin

Kristin Scott Thomas Actrice

Anne Heche Actrice

Natasha Bedingfield Chanteuse

Kamala Harris Sénatrice et procureur

Luke Hemsworth Acteur

Joshua Jackson Acteur de “Dawson”

Tony Shalhoub Acteur de “Monk”

David Suchet Acteur de “Hercule Poirot”

Shaggy Chanteur

Saison 23

Tom Welling Acteur de “Smallville”

Val Kilmer Acteur

Zayn Malik Chanteur, ex-membre des One Direction

Olly Murs Chanteur

Tony Hawk Champion du monde de skateboard

Lily Tomlin Actrice

Tea Leoni Actrice

Bar Refaeli Mannequin

Mary J. Blige Chanteuse récompensée de 90 awards

Fergie Chanteuse récompensée de 61 awards

Saison 24

Michelle Yeoh Actrice, ex-James Bond girls

Paris Berelc Actrice

Anna Torv Actrice de “Fringes”

Missy Elliott Rappeuse

Danielle Steel Ecrivain

Ron Perlman Acteur

Bob Saget Acteur et présentateur télé

Justin Chambers Acteur de “Grey’s Anatomy”

Charlie Puth Chanteur

Tim McGraw Chanteur Country

Saison 25

Uma Thurman Actrice de “Pulp Fiction” et “Kill Bill”

Sandra Oh Actrice de “Grey’s Anatomy”

Rose Byrne Actrice

Meghan Trainor Chanteuse

Joy-Ann Reid Journaliste et animatrice télé

Ioan Gruffudd Acteur

Nathan Filion Acteur de “Castle”

J.K. Simmons Acteur

Brian Williams Journaliste et animateur télé

Mike Pence Ex-Vice Président des Etats-Unis

Saison 26

Jon Bernthal Acteur de “The Punisher”

Nikolaj Coster-Waldau Acteur de “Game of Thrones”

Mandy Patinkin Acteur

Kygo D.J

George Stephanopoulos Journaliste

Jodelle Ferland Actrice

Krysten Ritter Actrice de “Breaking Bad”

Morena Baccarin Actrice

Dana Bash Journaliste

Amanda Gorman Poète

Saison 27

Scott Caan Acteur

George Eads Acteur de “Les experts”

Daniel Sharman Acteur de “Teen Wolf”

Michael Cimino Acteur

Hamish Bowles Chroniqueur mode

Melissa McCarthy Actrice

Gina Carano Actrice

Sophie Turner Actrice de “Games of Thrones”

Laurie Holden Actrice de “The Walking Dead”

Condoleezza Rice Ex-conseillère à la Sécurité nationale

Saison 28

Tom Hiddleston Acteur de “Avengers”

Rodrigo Santoro Acteur

Toby Macguire Acteur

Jon Kortajarena Mannequin

Chris Paul Basketeur

Vanessa Kirby Actrice

Elizabeth Olsen Actrice de “Avengers”

Millie Bobby Brown Actrice de “Stranger things”

Iggy Azalea Chanteuse

Tracy Chapman Chanteuse

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Foul Play - Completed

This fic is now marked as complete. I hope you enjoy reading. If you do, be sure to remember to like and reblog. Thank you! 🫶🏻

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Murderball, un film documentaire de Henry Alex Rubin et Dana Adam Shapiro, le vendredi 22 septembre à 20h30, au Hangar Skate-Park, dans le cadre de Sentez-vous Sport, en partenariat avec le CDOS 44

Le CDOS 44 et Accès au cinéma invisible s'associent pour vous présenter : SENTEZ-VOUS SPORT au CINEMA Rendez-vous le VENDREDI 22 SEPTEMBRE au Skatepark Le Hangar dès 19h30 pour une projection inédite, début du film à 20h30.

Murderball (2005, USA, 88 min), un film documentaire de Henry Alex Rubin et Dana Adam Shapiro, avec Mark Zupan, Joe Bishop et Keith Cavill.

Les réalisateurs de Murderball ont suivi pendant deux ans des athlètes paraplégiques, sportifs de haut niveau, pratiquant le Rugby Fauteuil, aussi appelé "Murderball" pour la violence des contacts sur le terrain. On y découvre le parcours de ces jeunes hommes, entre désespoir et renaissance par le sport. Mais Murderball est aussi et surtout un vrai film de sport au sens le plus classique et noble du terme, avec ses rivalités passionnantes, ses matchs halletants et ses personnages haut en couleur.

Murderball est bel et bien sorti en France en 2006, mais n'est hélas jamais sorti en DVD. C'est donc l'occasion de le découvrir, certainement pour la première fois, et dans un cadre original : le skate-park le Hangar, qui nous permettra gracieusement de visionner ce film dans l'enceinte même des rampes de Skate !

En présence de Sebastien Lhuissier, ancien capitaine de l'équipe de France de Rugby Fauteuil !

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Foul Play - Chapter 1

August 2022

Millicent walked into the Dean's office, her fingers fidgeting nervously. The fact that the Dean of the college was her father did nothing to quell her unease, especially when she noticed Henry Cavill walking in behind her. She groaned inwardly, determined to ignore him and his annoying grin as she knocked on her father's door.

"Come in, Milly... Henry, please," her father, Darren, called from behind his desk.

Henry, clearly annoyed at having to share the space with Millicent, grumbled but took a seat as she did the same. Millicent couldn't help but roll her eyes at his attitude. "Are we in trouble, Mr. Parker?" she asked, using her father's last name. They had decided to keep their relationship private, especially since she was an American and he was British. Only a few teachers knew about their connection to avoid any preferential treatment.

"Of course not, Ms. Bailey," Darren smiled affectionately at his daughter, grateful for the past three years he had spent getting to know her. Over time, he discovered numerous similarities between them, which made their bond even stronger. "I know that for whatever reason the two of you don't get along."

Millicent cast her gaze downward, confirming his observation. There had been some incident between her and Henry, but she refused to share the details with her father.

Darren sighed, continuing, "I need you two to get along this year, Milly. I want you to tutor Henry and help him maintain his grades. He's on the verge of losing his scholarship and jeopardizing his chances of being scouted for the English Rugby team."

Millicent shrugged defiantly. "What does that have to do with me?" she retorted, her frustration evident.

"You are at the top of your class," Darren explained. "And having one of our own on the professional English Rugby team would bring great prestige to the college."

Henry nodded, now wearing a pleading smile. Millicent turned to face him, her anger rising. "No way," she snapped, rising from her chair. "I don't care about Rugby or Henry fucking Cavill."

"Millicent Elvenia Bailey!" Darren's tone surprised both Millicent and himself. It was the first time he had used his authoritative "dad" voice in the three years they had known each other.

"Dad!" Millicent whined, momentarily forgetting that Henry was still in the room until she heard his snicker. Embarrassment flooded her, and she covered her face with her hands. "Fuck me," she muttered, realizing she had given away more than she intended.

"You're the Dean's daughter?" Henry's amusement was evident as he grinned at her. Millicent groaned, feeling a mix of frustration and vulnerability. "And your middle name is Elvenia?" he teased, causing her eyes to well up with tears.

"Milly," Darren interjected softly, attempting to comfort her.

She huffed, crossing her arms defiantly. "Fine!" Millicent stormed out of the office, hearing Henry chase after her. She stopped in the hallway as he grabbed her arm, but she yanked it away angrily, attempting to push him back, to no avail due to his muscular build. "No one knows the Dean is my father. Please don't say anything," she pleaded, her confidence wavering as he smirked.

"I won't... as long as you help me," Henry responded, his tone more serious now.

"Whatever!" Millicent replied, frustrated and resigned to the situation.

"Thanks," he said with a grin, attempting to rest his hand on her shoulder. However, she shrugged away before he could make contact. His grin faded, realizing that he had ruined any chance of making her like him years ago. Despite growing feelings of admiration and possibly more, he knew he had hurt her too deeply. As he stared at her, she returned his gaze with indignation, making him feel uneasy.

"What? Trying to find another insult?" Millicent asked, shifting uncomfortably.

He scoffed, putting on an annoyed expression. "Nah, I think I'll save them for our first meeting. The first week of school?"

"Fine. Every Thursday at 3. We have a lighter day," she replied, already sounding exasperated.

He nodded, watching her turn to walk away. Before she could go too far, he reached out and grabbed her hand, causing her to flinch away from his touch. "Can't do that. I have practice on Thursdays," he explained.

Annoyed, she sighed and crossed her arms. "What time?"

He shrugged, considering his schedule. "Class from 8 to 11. Then gym until 1. And then practice until 6."

"Fine, we can meet at 8 every Thursday," she relented.

"That's late," he chuckled. "When am I going to have a social life?" He immediately regretted his remark, realizing he should be grateful that she was willing to help him, especially at her father's request. "Fine. 7, every Thursday," he confirmed. "Thank you," he mumbled, walking away from her with a mix of emotions. Millicent rolled her eyes, surprised by the small show of gratitude.

***

Millicent huffed as she plopped down in the chair beside her best friend, Abby, who had been her only real friend since moving to England. "Henry fucking Cavill," she muttered under her breath, causing Abby to chuckle and offer her a basket of chips.

"What's the matter?" Abby asked, curious.

Millicent sighed and looked up at her friend, gratefully accepting the fries and popping one into her mouth. "My father is making me tutor Henry Cavill. He needs to maintain his grades to keep his scholarship and secure his spot on the team. He's aiming to be scouted for the English Rugby team."

"Oh," Abby said, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and sympathy. Sensing Millicent's glare, she quickly corrected herself. "I mean, those wankers."

Millicent couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head as Abby playfully nudged her shoulder. "I hate him," Millicent said with determination.

"Or... maybe you don't hate him," Abby suggested, her tone thoughtful. "Maybe that's why you're so pissed..."

Millicent scoffed, considering Abby's words. There had been a time when she had a crush on Henry, even feeling excited when he asked her out when she first started college. But he turned out to be someone completely different from who she thought he was, and in her mind, there was no going back from that.

Chapter 2

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Ashbrat488 Fanfic Masterlist

Chris Evans

Ransom Drysdale - State of Grace - Complete

Grace Carson was friends with Ransom Drysdale throughout school. Best friends actually, but only in private, their friendship breaking apart after graduation. She went to college, coming back to Boston to work at Harlan's publishing company as an editor. But when Harlan dies, she's thrown back into Ransom's life at the bequest of Harlan himself. Will they be able to get along well enough to carry out Harlan's wishes or will their differences just be too much, leaving Ransom without his inheritance.

Henry Cavill

Henry Cavill AU - Foul Play - Complete

Millicent "Milly" Bailey loses her mother just before her high school graduation and decides to move to England with her newly found father, Darren, she didn't know about until she turned 16. Now she's an American from a small town in Iowa, thrown into a new country and a new culture at one of the most prestigious colleges in the world. She's quiet and mostly likes to keep to herself until she catches the eye of a handsome rugby player, Henry Cavill. Henry thinks it's funny to tease Milly, bullying her with the help of his friends. That is until his last year of school where he really needs to buckle down and obtain the proper grades if he wants to be scouted for the England Rugby Team. Neither of them are happy when the dean, Milly's father, puts them together in their last year for Milly to help him graduate. Can they learn to see eye to eye and get along or will everything fall apart before graduation?

Captain Syverson - Flower In The Desert - Complete

Violet Becker is the daughter of the Major General, and despite her ranking, she refuses special treatment when she gets sent to the middle east in the midst of war. Constantly underestimated her whole life, she finishes medical school and is itching to put her new skills to work. She is left under the command of Edward Syverson who has sworn to her father to protect her. Can he keep his promise or is having to take care of a woman in the middle of a warzone too much for even him?

August Walker - Candy - Ongoing

August Walker, the CEO of a renowned Security Firm located in the bustling streets of Washington DC. His life is a constant juggling act, burdened by the weight of stressful responsibilities. The strain on his marriage is palpable, with his relationship barely holding itself together. However, he remains tethered to his wife primarily for the sake of their son, whom he adores dearly. To find solace amidst the chaos, August forms a unique bond with an escort who goes by the name "Candy." Their clandestine meetings become a refuge for him, an escape from the pressures of his daily existence. For over nine months, their encounters grow in frequency, and August finds himself becoming increasingly possessive of Candy's time, although he strives to keep their interactions as casual as she desires. However, their relationship takes an unexpected turn when August accidentally discovers Candy's true identity. Intrigued by this revelation, he begins to interfere in her life and even meddles in the affairs of her boyfriend, who coincidentally works for him. As August's feelings deepen, he wrestles with the idea of whether he can make Candy choose him over her current life.

Drabbles

Calahan Skogman (Baseball AU) - Sliding Into Home

Sebastian Stan AU - Hope In Love

Bucky Barnes - Torn Pages

Cole Turner (Chris Evans) - Codename: Turtledove

Ransom Drysdale - Speak Now

Steve Rogers - Happy Birthday Captain

Jake Jensen - Dessert

Ari Levinson/Steve Rogers MFM - Pure Smut

Lloyd Hansen/August Walker MFM - Pure Smut

Sherlock (Henry Cavill) - Sherlock And His Cane

Ewan McGregor - Better Than Revenge

Author's Note: I only write for readers over 18. I write a lot of smut. Please do not engage or read if you are under 18. I *do* take requests... I also have a lot more stories on Wattpad (including a lot of Chris Evans) if you would like to check them out there.

Also, all my female characters are always original. No, I do not write y/n or reader stories. I prefer to create actual characters. Just my preference

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Imagine you're Henry's neighbour, you've heard his conquests, have to admit you're a little jealous as they all sound happy. But it make you wonder if they are faking it.

You chat to friend on the phone whilst in the garden, not realising he can hear you.

The knock on your door later that evening was unexpected but when you see your hot neighbour there you have no idea why.

Until he offers to show you just why those other women were so happy

Okay so i decided to continue my PE Teacher Henry series with this one, previous parts below:

Thigh Riding, Jingle My Bells , An Epic Quickie

Warnings: Fluff, a little bit of Angst, talk of breakups, young idiots in love.

The Boy Next Door

The sun was shining and the sounds of late summer could be heard as the four of you settled on dining chairs that had been pulled out onto the ramshackle patio so you could celebrate moving into the shared house for your last year of Uni and doing Post-Graduate for teaching. Opening a chilled bottle of Echo Falls Rose Zinfandel, Marie sloshed it into the four waiting glasses, handing on to each of you;

“Here’s to just one more year of Uni, then we can be set free onto the world of teaching education rather than being taught!”

The four of you had all done your degree’s together, and by the end of your 3rd year you had moved into a shared house to save on halls of residence costs. When you’d all decided to attend the same Uni for your Post Graduates qualification it was the easy choice to decide to rent together, and you’d manage to snag a gorgeous multi level Victorian town house to rent for the year. The landlord had admitted a few things needed to be updated, but it was a short walk from campus so in exchange for a reduction in rent you’d found the perfect place.

By the time the 3rd bottle of Zinfandel was opened you were all pleasantly merry, and from the advantage point of the raised patio where the garden dipped away as it went downhill you could see the road that ran alongside the house next door that yours was connected to. The corner house had looked a lot more appealing, but the rent had been considerably higher, so the compromise was that you’d rented the one away from the street corner. Just at that moment another Removals Truck pulled up alongside the corner house, and you could hear various cars park behind it, the sound of young male voices easily heard. It was obvious you had a group of male students living next door.

Three weeks into term and you were sat at the desk in your room, glaring at the wall in front of you. No matter how hard you tried to concentrate on how to teach fronted adverbials, the screams of the woman obviously on the verge on an orgasm from the guys house next door just reminded you of your lack of love life. With a sigh you set your pencil down and headed downstairs, away from the obvious now orgasming woman.

“Oh hey Hunny, thought you were catching up on some English Lit stuff?” Marie smiled as she poked at an egg she was attempting to fry on the small electric cooker.

“I was… until there was another screamer next door”

“Oh… another one?” she winced, knowing that from the 2nd day the guys next door had moved in, the one that was in the room next to you had been able to bed a different girl about every three nights or so.

You grabbed a glass of water and stepped outside, letting the sunshine warm your face. Opening your Motorolla Flip Phone you scrolled through your texts, smiling as you saw messages from last years classmates, checking in on how everyone was doing. You were vaguely aware of Marie coming outside, setting a plate down on the patio wall and the click of her lighter as she lit a Royals cigarette.

“You still miss him, don’t you?” she asked.

Pulling your gaze up to her, your eyes immediately growing wet. Nodding you swallowed the lump in your throat. Wrapping your arms around your body you looked out over the garden;

“I know… it’s stupid. Its been two years, and it was a mutual decision to part ways, but Henry was my first, you know? He was my first everything. We got together when we were sixteen, we made it through our A-Levels together, we even managed a year doing long distance when we didn’t get into the same Uni…”

“What about that dude… Chris? Didn’t you two have a thing a while back”

You let out a laugh;

“He loves his politics too much to commit to a relationship. If i had to listen to one more rant about Tony Blair whilst we tried to go out for dinner i would have screamed…”

You looked at Marie who was now halfway through her fried egg sandwich whilst her cigarette sat smouldering in the petunias that had mostly gone over for the season, and she gave you the ‘sad puppy eyes’ as she chewed. You let out a grunt of frustration;

“FUCK! I just want to not feel like this anymore! I’ve spent two years moping over Henry-fucking-Cavill, i just want to be able to get on with my post graduate and move on with my life without being constantly reminded of his skills every time i try to do any work in my room!”

Henry smiled and waved as Monica, no Michelle, no… wait… whoever made their way down the front steps of the house, closing the door with a sigh of relief.

“Another one dude?”

Looking at where Anthony was coming down the stairs he nodded;

“Yup. Sorry about the noise”

He followed his housemate through to the kitchen, switching the kettle on. He was now used to Henry’s conquests screaming the house down, but it was still fun to taunt Henry about the noise they would make;

“So, this was was faking it again?”

Henry looked at him in mock-shock;

“I can assure you none of them fake it”

Chucking teabags into two mugs Anthony chuckled;

“I know man. But i also know you’re still trying to fill the void she left. Its been two years man”

“Yeah, but she’s long gone, i’m her past, i’d only drag her down. She’s probably got some hot politics graduate about to propose to her. She wouldn’t want some dumb physical education ass like me anymore”

Handing him the strong cup of tea Anthony nodded;

“Whatever man, but i still think you should message her, you haven’t spoken in two years and you’re still hung up on her, one last try, huh?”

Heading out to the garden Henry sat on the patio wall and lit a cigarette. He’d sworn he’d never smoke again, what with being a physical education student, but there were still times when he buckled to his nerves and stresses. Lighting up he inhaled deeply, enjoying the quiet of the garden before he heard his neighbours come out onto the patio next door. Through the trellis covered in a thick layer of ivy he could hear everything, as although it did a great job at giving visual privacy, the clear voices of the young women next door carried easily through the greenery.

Ten minutes later Henry almost knocked Anthony over as he bolted up the stairs;

“Sorry man, got something to do… gotta get my Blackberry”

The next morning you were on your way to class when your phone chimed, looking at the screen you felt your blood run hot then cold at the name on the display;

“What does he want?” you muttered to yourself, before with a sigh you pushed the phone back into your bag, deciding to look at it later once you had finished your class. The last thing you needed to get your mind off of Henry was a text from him.

Making your way out to the patio, you threw your bag onto the sofa and smiled as you saw the rest of the girls already out enjoying the last of the days sunshine;

“Heeeyyyyy there she is” Janelle called, sipping from a bottle of Becks

“Is there any more of those? I need a drink”

Handing you a bottle Marie smiled as you smashed the cap off using the top brick of the wall, sipping the tart bubbles of Lager you let out a sigh;

“Henry texted me today”

The three girls went quiet before Jo spoke;

“What did he say?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t read it. I’m trying to get over him, the last thing i need is getting my hopes up. He’s hundreds of miles away, no doubt doing something super sporty that only makes him look even better, probably coaching kids rugby or something. He’s not gonna want some boring English teacher wannabe like me”

At the mere mention of the word ‘Wannabe’ the others broke into a poor rendition of the Spice Girls song, unaware of the silent frustration happening the other side of the ivy trellis.

After one beer you’d excused yourself, deciding to take advantage of the quiet to get some coursework done, thankful that your room neighbour on the other side of the wall wasn’t entertaining any female guests again, but you had no idea how long that would last so the sooner you got some work done the better. With your bedroom window open you got back to work, getting in a full hour before your phone chimed again with another text. Glancing at the little screen on the front you scowled, another text from Henry.

Setting the phone down you went back to your work, frowning as you struggled to concentrate, until five minutes later your phone chimed again, your eyes going wide when you saw it was yet another text from Henry;

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!” you yelled at your phone.

“A REPLY!”

You sat at your desk, surely your ears were now playing tricks on you, you could have sworn you’d heard Henry’s voice. With a sigh you set your pencil down and opened your phone, reading the messages;

Received 8.46am: Hi. I know its been a long time but i’d love to call you at some point. Would be good to hear your voice. Hen. x

Received 4.55pm: Miss you. Can I call you? Hen. x

The phone beeped whilst you held it, another text coming in;

Received 4.59pm:

Look outside.

Glancing at your window you moved to it and looked out, before a voice so familiar it sent chills down your spine shouted out;

“Down here!”

Janelle shouted out as you flew down the stairs, Jo and Marie both staring at the blur you made as you ran past the lounge and out the front door, letting it swing on its hinges;

“Where is she going so fast?”

The three girls stood at the window and smiled as they wanted to run into Henry’s arms;

“Into her future Husband’s embrace” Marie sighed, the three watching as the young lovers fell back into each other's arms.

“Wait, is he the ‘loud’ one?” Jo asked to no-one in particular

“Unfortunately… i spoke to one of the other guys - Anthony - last week, he apologised for his housemates noises”

“Oh well… guess she can get us some ear plugs then”

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Easter Surprise

Part 7 of my Rugby Teacher Henry series Summary: A leisurely walk home after visiting the village church for Easter Mass, your husband Henry enjoys some alfresco fun to help alleviate your horny pregnancy hormones.

Fandom: Henry Cavill Actor RPF Pairing: Rugby Teacher Henry Cavill x Female Teacher Wife Reader Word count: 1950 Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Fluffy Smut, Marriage, Pregnancy, Unprotected Sex, Outdoor Sex, Henry being a horny beast.

Rugby Teacher Henry Series (AU Henry Cavill x Reader): Part 1 Thigh Riding, Part 2 Jingle My Bells Part 3 An Epic Quickie Part 4 The Boy Next Door, Part 5 Three Fingers Part 6 The Darkest Night

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Easter Surprise

Easter was about new life and birth, and as you sat in the church you rested your hand on your stomach, smoothing over the 4 month bump of your long awaited little one growing inside you. A larger warm hand smoothed over yours, and you lovingly glanced at your husband Henry as he sat beside you, covering his hand with your other one.

When you and Henry had discovered you were pregnant it had been around valentines day, the stresses of Christmas long behind you, and finally a reason that suddenly seemed so obvious as to why you had been feeling absolutely rubbish. As soon as you’d seen those two little pink lines on the test you’d screamed, Henry literally crashing through the locked bathroom door, wood splinters flying in all directions only to find you jumping for joy before you calmed enough to show him the test.

The next couple of months had been tough. Morning sickness had knocked you sideways, and although you hadn’t wanted to tell anyone until you hit the end of the first trimester, you’d had to inform your boss at the school you teached at due to needing to take so much time off from lessons. Thankfully she’d been very understanding, and with another teacher coming back off of maternity leave, you’d been able to job share much to the excitement of your class as they now had two amazing teachers rather than just the one. Henry had also scaled back his extra classes and lessons at the high school, now just concentrating on the students that would be taking their exams in the summer. As a side gig however he had started a youtube channel of all things, explaining rugby training tips and pointers, which you thoroughly enjoyed watching him film in your back garden. He was just about getting the hang of social media too, and had just secured a sponsorship deal with a protein powder brand he’d been using for years. That alone would be saving you the better part of £150 a month on just the powders, plus a small paycheck each time he did a sponsored video on youtube or post on instagram. You didn’t mind in the slightest. Although you knew Henry adored teaching, he had always wanted to get further in his coaching career, and if that meant moving to a digital route first, you were fully supportive of his plan.

Back in the church the vicar called for everyone to stand to sing a hymn, Henry reluctantly removing his hand from your stomach, but instead moving it behind your back. You were thankful you were in the back row, as seconds later he slid his palm down to your ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. The rows ahead of you were filled with the students from Henry’s school and their families, the prestigious school having close ties with all local institutions, and staff’s attendance at any special event definitely helped those in charge look favourably upon those staff looking for favours or exceptions. At that very moment you felt Henry’s fingers start to slowly pull your short floral dress up, the tips of them soon touching the back of your thigh. Quickly catching his wrist with your hand, you attempted to glare at him, instead a small smile tugged at the corner of your mouth when you saw the dark twinkle of mischief in his eyes;

“Not here” you whispered.

As of two weeks ago and your first trimester giving away to your second, your morning sickness had waned to almost nothing, but instead had been replaced with such a high libido you were surprised that you weren’t walking with bowed legs. Every morning you woke up with two urges, the first to pee, and the second to straddle your husband as he lay snoozing in bed. You were so thankful he had a tendency to sleep naked, you having opted for the same since the pregnancy night flushes had kicked in, so as he felt your touch he was always happy to oblige with letting you ride him as he slowly came to each morning, clearing the sleep from his eyes as your bouncing breasts came into view, his enormous hands cupping them as they grew rounder with each passing day.

Back in the church Henry pouted and you had to suppress a giggle, thankful the hymn was at the chorus;

“Later”

“Promise?”

“Of course” you grinned and finally Henry behaved, moving his hand back to rest just above your ass.

The church service was over, and as the crowds left to head home for their own easter celebrations Henry slid your hand into his;

“Lets walk back” he nodded to the meadow footpath that led the two miles back to where you lived. Nodding you were happy to spend time in the unseasonably warm April sunshine, and having caught the public bus to the church due to parking chaos, you were relieved not to have to do that journey again.

The walk was beautiful, a rarely used path so it was just the sounds of nature around you. Henry pulled of his light sweater after a few minutes, tying it around his waist as the day warmed. The meadow grass was already long, reaching over your knees, with bright sprays of colourful flowers among the vivid green of new grasses. You reached the crest of the hill and the view of the town came into sight, Henry tugging on your hand to step away from the path;

“C’mon, lets take a break”

Moving through the meadow he found a spot out of view of the path and set his sweater down on the ground, you doing the same with your cardigan as you both sat, Henry’s arm wrapping around your shoulders;

“Such a beautiful sight”

“It’s so pretty”

“Stunning”

The silence that followed made you turn to Henry, laughing when you saw that his gaze was affixed on your cleavage;

“Henry!”

“What? I can’t help it! They’re beautiful tits, and they just keep getting bigger and bigger!”

He moved to kiss you, his arms wrapping around you as he slowly pressed you to the ground. The kiss was passionate, his tongue dancing with your own and as he moved to press a trail of kisses down your jaw, his fingers pulling down the neckline of your dress so he could grab a soft handful of boob. He was careful not to crush you, moving his weight carefully as he pressed a thigh thigh between your own, the brush of the fabric against your skin making you wet and ready;

“Henry… we shouldn’t…”

“I know… but you make me so fucking horny…”

He took your hand and rested it on his crotch, and as you gave him a firm squeeze you could feel he was rock hard and ready to go;

“Just a quick one…”

“Babe, with how hard i am, it wouldn’t be anything less”

Like a pair of horny teenagers there was clumsy fumbling of zips and underwear, before Henry took hold of your legs and angled himself home, sliding into your soaked velvet cavern;

“Oh fuck… you feel so good, so wet for me”

With your growing bump Henry had taken to stay kneeling rather than lay over you, it also meant you could both - for the time being - watch as his thick shaft plunged into you.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous” Henry beamed down at you, his smile firmly in place as he looked like a lovesick puppy; “Make me so fucking hard, i could spend every minute of every day in this cunt”

He swiped his thumb over your clit and it rocketed you rapidly towards your orgasm, keeping up his fast pace as his thick shaft stretched your tight walls.

“Oh Henry, i’m gonna cum”

“That’s it babe, come for me. Let me fill you up, scramble those eggs”

You laughed as your orgasm hit, holding your hand over your mouth in case of making too much noise. The tightness of your walls gripping him set Henry off, a quiet strangled cry bubbling from his throat as he filled your growing womb with a thick load.

With a final sigh he pulled out, holding your knees up as he watched his thick cream seep from you, before his fingers smoothed over your entrance and you shuddered with a echo of your orgasm;

“HEN! I’m sensitive!”

With a smirk he tenderly rubbed his thumb over your clit as he pushed two fingers into your soaked channel, pulling another orgasm from you before you lay back with a happy sigh on your face. As he pulled his hand away you caught it and brought his fingers to your lips, sucking the wetness from them as your tongue laved over his skin;

“You keep doing that and you’ll make me hard again”

You went to laugh and then stopped, a look of shock on your face;

“Hen!”

“What?”

You grabbed his other hand, whilst simultaneously pulling your dress up and laid it flat onto your bump;

“He’s moving!”

It was the first time you’d felt a proper wriggle, and although the little bean would be barely four months and probably the size of a hen’s egg, through sensitive fingertips you could feel the tiny movements.

You both lay there in the soft grass, feeling your baby enjoy the rush of happy hormones flowing through your bloodstream and therefore through theirs as well. You hadn’t realised you were crying until you heard Henry sniff quietly, looking up to see his eyes wet as well;

“Babe, that’s amazing. You’ve felt this before?”

You shook your head;

“No, this is the first time”

Henry pressed a happy kiss to your lips, before he moved his head and pressed a kiss to your stomach. At that moment you heard a dog bark in the distance;

“We should make a move”

“Yeah”

Henry helped you adjust your clothing, and when you were both decent you may your way home, hand in hand.

Once home Henry made a gorgeous lunch that you had outside, his hand continually straying to your knee that he would squeeze enticingly. He cleared his throat;

“Babe… when we were in the field, you called the bump ‘he’... did you find out the sex at your last scan”

You shook your head;

“No, we promised we’d wait… i just have this gut instinct”

He pressed a kiss to your cheek;

“Whatever they end up being, i can’t wait to bring them into the world with you” he paused, then let out a giggle

“What?”

“Was just thinking about fucking you in that field earlier… that was some good fucking. If you weren’t already knocked up that would have probably done the job”

“Well just keep that in mind for next time you want to scramble my eggs Mr Cavill”

Henry laughed;

“Sure thing… OH!”

He suddenly jumped up and ran into the house, reappearing moments later with a bundled up Tesco carrier bag;

“After lunch i’m hiding eggs in the garden for you to find”

“You’re going to make your pregnant wife hunt for chocolate?” you enquired

“Absolutely. But you’re going to take those knickers off so i can watch you bend over”

You laughed and lightly patted at his arm;

“You’re such a horny teenager!”

He pulled you onto his lap, lunch now long forgotten;

“Mmmm, and you make a perfect MILF”

You felt him start to harden before he lifted you up;

“C’mon, i’m gonna fuck you over the kitchen counter, and whilst you recover i can hide the eggs”

You laughed;

“Sounds more like a game of hide the sausage”

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