#carter did get some tips from chris

[georgiapeach30513]

OMG our precious conversation gave me this precious idea!

but WHAT IF… Story’s babies are actually all girls? Now, she just wanted one boy coz growing up, she saw how her Mama is with Bladey, and she wanted the same bond with a mini Carter so she’ll have herself a little mama’s boy? Oh it would be so cute! But let’s face it… Papa’s going to be the happiest coz he’ll have himself 5 little Stowy books again 😹

- aree <3

Could you imagine how happy that not only Papa would be, but Carter just to have all these mini Stowy books running around? I think sometimes people forget how captivated he was with her as a little girl, and that's why she crushed so hard on him. And you know that those girls would be the BIGGEST princesses! I'm still going to keep Otto as is. So all these sweet NEW babies will be Carter's biological children.  So here’s the names...in order of birth, and Story is also currently pregnant.

Faelynn Magnolia Isabeau Astrid Alora Jade Odette Viola

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Cute and Horny

Summary:  Story and Carter have a lot of little princesses

Pairings:  Carter Baizen X Story Baizen

Rating:  cute

Warnings: wee little girls everywhere, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.4K

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Carter steps up behind his wife giving her a quick kiss, while she finishes up breakfast for her family.  His hands move down her stomach, and he cups the growing stretched belly of Story’s.  "Are you sure this is it?"

"Carter," she starts turning around, and making him move back because of the bump, "Number six, and number seven.  Yeah, I'm pretty sure this should be it," she gives him a quick peck before turning back around.  "Is Otto going to work with you today?"

"Yes.  Faelynn is going with Iris, Isabeau with James, Alora is going to be with Aster, and Odette is going to be with Papa and Mimi.  Her is a bit too little to be going to work,” Carter playfully says giving a quick cheek kiss to Odette.  “But Papa said he's putting her to work anyways.  You going to be okay, My Queen?" she nods her head, getting a tug on her leg from Isabeau.

"Hey, sweet Izzy girl, what is it?"

"I don't wanna go with James, can I stay with you?" while Story had thought she was going to get her a house full of daddy's girls, Izzy is most definitely a mama's girl.  She loves Carter, but she doesn't like to be too far from her mom.  "Please."

"Mommy is just going to the doctor."

"Why?  They're getting bigger.  The end," she jumps up on the stool and pouts up at her.  "Please."

"No.  You already told uncle James and uncle Beau you would keep Thorne and Arlo company, so that's what you're going to do.  And then, my sweetest little girl, mommy will come pick you up after my appointment, okay?" she throws her head back in defeat, blowing out a loud puff of air but agrees.  

Story and Carter finish getting the girls ready, making sure that everyone has their lunch, and he helps her load them in the car before taking off with their only boy.  Just the way Story wanted.  Rubbing along her stomach she takes a deep breath before dropping off her littlest girl with her parents.  Ransom holds Odette through the window, and she gives Story a sloppy kiss, "You be good Odie, don't let Papa tell you that daddy is yucky either."

"No kissy daddy.  Daddy yucky."

Story gives an angry glare at her father, "You shouldn't be kissing him so much."

"I'll stop kissing my husband when you stop, oh..." she lets a big puff of air out, and Ransom goes to ask if she's okay, "I'm fine.  Stop kissing mom, and that's when I'll stop kissing Carter."

Ransom turns to look at Odette, and she giggles at him.  "Mommy never quit kissy yucky daddy."

Next stop is dropping off Faelynn.  Her name fit her well.  Such a fairy princess, and reminding Carter so much of his own little princess growing up.  Always wearing a tutu, always wearing pink, but because she's going with aunt Iris, she wears a floral ensemble.  Making sure to show Icy when she jumps out.  "Story, you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, going in for a check up once I get everyone dropped off."

"She's picking me up afterwards!" Izzy screams up at her.

"Separation anxiety, huh?" Iris asks putting her hand on Story's stomach, "Ree."

"Braxton hicks.  Look at all these kids, and two have already went with someone else.  I know the difference.  Fae, be good for aunt Icy, okay Pixie Dust?" opening up the door she stands to give her mom a kiss, and then that big bump of hers.  "Love you baby."

"Alright, next stop the townhouse, and then Izzy it's me and you, until I get to the jobsite," her dramatic daughter throws her head back releasing a small growl, but Story just turns up the music, trying to drown her out.  She knows that the little girl is mostly feeling this way because there's going to be another baby.  Every baby after her, she gets more clingy.  Pulling into the townhouse, Aster runs out to meet her.

"Ah! Rory girl, come on sweet thing.  Uncle Beck is going to be with us today," Alora pulls herself out of her carseat and jumps up to the front to give Story a hug and kiss.  Leaving Story a bit breathless, and pushing on her stomach.  "Do I need to call Carter?"

"No.  I'm going to take Izzy to James and Beau, and then the doctor.  Love you!"

Aster doesn't listen.  Her phone already comes out and she's pressing it to her ear, to call her brother-in-law.  Story didn't look right.  

Story pulls into the jobsite, and has a short argument with her last daughter, "Izzy out of the car."

"No, I don't want to stay here."

"I'm getting you right after.  Out of the car."

"No!  I don't want to stay with two boys.  Let me go..." she stops when Story's head dips down.  As if knowing her phone goes off with Carter calling.  "Mommy?  Mommy, daddy is calling.  Are you not going to answer it."

"Izzy get James or Beau."

Isabeau jumps out of her seat and runs into the jobsite spotting Thorne and the little Arlo, "Jamey, B there's something wrong with mommy," her face gets blotchy, and James scoops up the little girl to carry out with him.

"Ree, Carter is calling," Story just keeps her head dipped down, taking in slow breaths.  "Ree, you okay?" she shakes her head no.  "I'm going to answer Carter's call."

"My Queen, what's going on?  Aster called me worried sick."

"Carter, it's me.  I'm going to take her to the hospital.  I'll call her mom and dad, and let them know, and they can pick up the kids.  Beau won't be able to watch them all and work.  Izzy, you're going to have to cooperate and stay with uncle B, okay?" she gives him a pout, but says okay.  Walking up on the porch she watches as James helps her mother into the passenger seat.  "Ree, how far apart are your contractions?"

"About three to five minutes," James starts to speed up trying to rush her to the hospital, "I don't want to die in this car."

"And I don't want to to deliver twins.  I don't want to see that.  I'll do it, but I don't wanna," he continues rushing, getting another call from Carter.  "What?"

"Story, you ok, honey?"

"Three minutes, Baizen.  I don't want to do this without you."

"Honey, I'm already at the hospital.  You want me to sing you a song," she whispers out a yes, and Carter's flat tone, but still so sweet voice starts singing, "Beautiful dreamer, Beautiful Dreamer, wake unto me.  Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee; sounds of the rude world heard in the day, Lull'd by the moonlight have all passed away!  Where you at?"

"Pulling her in," Story looks to see her handsome husband who stands with a nurse and wheelchair, ready to get her admitted.  Opening up her door to help her out.  His eyes drift all over her face, checking to see if there’s any minor changes.  

Carter calmly rests his hand on her stomach, and he should have known.  She was taking too many breaks.  Stopping what she was saying just to breathe.  The nurse hooks her up almost immediately, letting them know the doctor would be here shortly, but the nurse never leaves.  When the doctor comes in, he takes a look at her with a smile.  "We don't have time for an epidural.  You're having these babies, right now, Story.  You ready?"

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Carter looks up from his son that lays sleeping on his naked chest, to look at Story in a similar position, August Blade Baizen nursing like a pro, while she smiles down at him wistfully.  "You sure, my Queen?"

"I think so," she whispers.  Her eyes never leaving Auggie.  "I do love this though," she looks over at her content husband and sleeping boy.  "But when is the stopping point if not now?"

"I'm just playing, honey.  Hugo James, you want to be a big brother?  Or are you okay with officially being our last?" when he lets out those sweet little squeaks, Story just gently giggles.  "I'll stop when you wanna stop."

"Four girls and three boys is an odd number.  But we just had these two handsome boys.  Let me get my gown back on, and cover my tits, and we can let the family meet them, okay."

"I really hate when you cover them though."

"Baizen, don't get cute and horny less than two hours after I pushed your sons out of my vagina."

Standing up he assists in getting her wrapped back up.  Giving a soft kiss to Auggie before, a long lingering one to Story, "I love you, Baizen."

"Love you too, my queen."

Masterlist

#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #da au request #dau #what if #da au what if #da au what it? #story drysdale #carter baizen #carter baizen x story baizen #are you reading the tags? #did you notice what the last two babies were #hmm? #was that an accident #carter did get some tips from chris #will he be able to give story her girl

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Grown Up

Happy belated Thanksgiving🦃! I wanted to post this before or on the actual day, but time got the best of me. Hope you guys like it!

Pairing: Chris EvansxBlack Reader

⚠️: None, all fluff☺️!

Following the delicious smell of ham, turkey, dressing, and other Thanksgiving dishes, River’s stomach growls peeking on his tip toes over the table at the various foods spread across it. Ever since the three of you flew in the day before, he couldn’t wait to dig into all his favorite foods and eat until his little belly felt swollen.

“Mommy, can we eat now?,” he asks as you walk by with yet another dish in your hands to put on the table.

“Not yet, but everything’s almost done. I’ll come get you when it’s time okay?”

“Kay.” Sighing, he makes his way to the living room hearing his cousins going back and forth as they shout out random directions leaving him confused.

“What’s that?,” he asks standing beside his two older cousins, Nick and Kira, sat on the leather ottoman.

“Fortnite,” Nick answers not taking his eyes off the screen in front of him. “No! Don’t go that way, meet me by the lake.”

Watching the animated characters jumping and running about as they sporadically built things to hide in, he found himself drawn to the screen and wanting to participate himself since they seemed to be having so much fun laughing and high-fiving as a different character disappeared.

“Can I play?”

“Um maybe later River, we still got a while before this game ends,” Kira answers taking a break to push her glasses higher on her nose before returning to her hurried button mashing as an armed group approaches them.

“When’s that?”

“We don’t know.”

“Why?”

“Because-dang! Quick revive me!”

“I am! River go sit down, we gotta focus. Plus your mom and dad may not even want you playing since you’re too little.”

“Am not,” he pouts crossing his arms across his chest.

“Are too, you’re only four. This game is for big kids like us,” Nick countered making River even more upset.

“I’m big boy too!”

“And I’m tired of y’all going back and forth!,” another one of his older cousins, Mary, interjects from the couch with her feet propped up. “I’m having an important conversation over here.”

“What important conversation? You’re just talking to your boyfriend,” Kira teases making her roll her eyes before placing the phone back up to her ear.

Clearly his cousins wouldn’t be letting him play anytime soon.

So with a huff, he turns around heading back to the kitchen until he hears groans and cheers erupt from the basement, where those who weren’t helping in the kitchen watched the football game.

Carefully stepping down the steps while holding onto the railing, he finds his dad, oldest cousins, uncles, and some aunts all spread out in chairs and on the sectional couch chatting about the last play as they drank from red plastic cups.

“Hey bubs!,” Chris smiles patting his knee for him to join him. “You okay?”

Lifting his arms so he could be picked up, he shrugs his shoulders playing with his father’s bigger hand.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t play.”

“Play what?”

“For tight.”

“For tight?,” he asks raising an eyebrow. “What is that?”

“A game daddy. You jump and and hide and go bye.”

Before he could press any further on this very unique sounding game, the loud cheers steal his attention as he looks up to see a 49ner’s player run an intercepted ball in for a touchdown making him groan and River cover his ears from the commotion.

“Chris you might as well give it up man, the Pats not coming back anytime soon,” your younger brother, Carter, smirks sipping from his cup.

“I wouldn’t get too cocky yet. Remember we’re the top team at second half comebacks,” he retorts matching his smirk.

“You mean you were the top team. Now that your precious Brady is gone y’all haven’t had too many comebacks.”

“Okay yea losing Brady was a bit of a hit, but we’re still good! We just gotta get use to the new quarterback.”

“Hm are you really still good though?,” Carter asks cocking his head to the side.

“Like the niners are doing any better! You have the same record as us!”

Rather than sit and listen to his dad and uncle argue over teams, he hops down eventually meeting you halfway up the steps.

“Food ready now?”

“Yes sweetheart everything’s ready and you can eat,” you giggle watching him excitedly bounce up and down. “And everyone else in here, food is done! Come eat!”

“Mommy, I sit with you and daddy?”

“No bubs, you sit at the kids table with your cousins remember? Like last year.”

“I want to be with you and daddy.”

“Sorry love, there’s not enough room at the big table. Daddy and I won’t be far away though.”

Following you up the stairs and to the dining room, he wished the kid table never existed. All of his cousins were older than him by at least six years, so he felt alone as they tapped on their phones and told jokes only they understood. Not that they completely ignored him, it’s just their conversation with him wasn’t as long as the conversations they had with each other. As he watched you, Chris, and the other adults talking and laughing he wasn’t really in the mood for food anymore and wished the three of you were back at the hotel, or home even.

“Ma, we’re going outside to play!,” one of his cousins excitedly announced as they rose from their seats at the kids table barely pushing their chairs in.

“Aht! Did y’all throw away your trash first?,” his aunt Jackie asked making Kira sigh clearly wishing they could be outside already.

“Yes.”

“Alright go ahead, and be careful,” she answers as the older kids rush outside.

“Mommy I play too?,” River asks walking over to squeeze between you and Chris.

“Sure sweetie. After I’m finished we can go play.”

“No mommy, play with them.”

“Oh,” you reply looking outside to see the bigger kids, and a couple of the adults splitting up into teams as a football was casually tossed back and forth. “I don’t know River, they’re playing football and-,”

“I like football!,” he beams making you giggle.

“I know bubs, but you’re smaller than your cousins and I don’t want you getting hurt.” At your words, his smile falls and head hangs slightly. You, his dad, and even his grandparents always told him how he was such a big boy now, so why he couldn’t do these things not only confused him, but made him frustrated.

“But I’m a big boy...”

Turning on his heels, he stomps to the living room throwing himself on the couch hiding his head in one of the furry throw pillows beside him.

“You know mommy is just trying to look out for you right River?,” he hears as Chris approaches his spot on the couch, eventually squatting down beside him.

“Yes,” he sniffles turning to look at his father with red tinted eyes.

“Your cousins play a little rougher than what we play in the yard at home bud. That’s probably not a game a four year old should be in.”

“I wish I was old.” Softly chuckling, he wipes his son’s tears before leaning over to kiss his forehead.

“I know it seems fun, but trust me when I tell you to stay a kid for as long as you can. Honestly, I wish I was little like you again.”

“Really?”

“Yep,” he nods. “Being little comes with a lot more perks than you think. Like you can get all the toys, sleep in as much as you want, and you don’t have to worry about bills.”

“Bills?,” River asks sitting up.

“Yea they suck. Like how you feel about going to the dentist every year.”

“Ohh, yea bills are the worst,” he agrees shaking his head and making Chris laugh. “You can play games though. I can’t.”

There’s momentary silence as River fiddles with his hands and Chris looks at his son, taking his time to think how he could make everything better.

“Come with me,” he smiles holding his arms out so River could wrap his around his neck attaching himself to his dad.

“Hey, everything okay?,” you ask as they enter the dining room.

“Almost, I have an idea though that might help.”

“Chris...?”

“Trust me, it’s nothing crazy,” he chuckles kissing your cheek before heading out the back to meet with those playing in the yard.

———

Now finished helping wash the dishes and putting away the leftover food, you step outside in search of your two boys who surely had to be tired after spending over an hour outside. Plus with it getting late, you wanted to get back to the hotel before dark.

Sticking your head out the door, you see Chris and River running from one tree to the other trying not to be seen by everyone else playing. After whispering in his ear, Chris darts out shooting his Nerf gun at Kira and Nick each trying to reach the flag in the middle of the yard.

“Freeze! I got you!”

“Dangit!”

“That’s it, next round Chris is on my team.”

“Not if I get him first!”

As the two kids argue, River manages to dodge the shots from his other cousins reaching the flag and excitedly jumping up and down as he holds it over his head.

“Look! I got it daddy!,” River smiles as his dad jogs over to pick him up smiling himself.

“I see bubs! Good job!”

“Chris! River! You guys ready?,” you shout turning their attention towards the house.

“Mommy, I got the flag!,” River shouts back waving the bright orange, flimsy plastic in front of him.

“I see, congrats love! You guys ready to go? It’s getting late.”

“Aw do they have to leave already auntie Y/N? What about one more round?,” Nick asks wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“She’s right guys it’s getting late, we can pick it up tomorrow though,” Chris replies as they groan.

“Fine, we’ll play again tomorrow. This was a cool game idea River!,” Kira smiles giving him a high-five.

“Yea! It’s like our own version of Fortnite,” Nick adds making his little cousin shyly smile setting his forehead on his Chris’ shoulder.

Giving hug filled goodbyes to your remaining family members still hanging around, the three of you eventually get in your car ready to return to the hotel so you could get ready for bed. Not even 10 minutes in your ride, the sound of soft snores cause you to turn around finding your son peacefully sleeping with head slumped forward.

“Looks like your idea also tired him out,” you giggle. Peeking in the rear view mirror, Chris softly chuckles before letting out a short yawn himself. “Oh, is it past your bedtime too?”

“Um, did you just call me old?,” he smirks with hand on his chest.

“No of course not. I’d never disrespect my elders like that,” you tease causing him to gasp extending his arm to tickle your side. Covering your mouth to avoid waking River with your laughs, you’re finally able to push his hand away after a couple tries. “Stahp!”

“Don’t call me old.”

“I didn’t, I said elder which you technically are being older than me.”

“Well...then...don’t allude to me being or getting old. That’s not nice,” he pouts as he puts the car in park, turning to look at you with those heart melting blue eyes.

“I sowy. Forgive me?” Watching you bat your lashes trying to seem as innocent as you could, he can’t help but laugh bringing your face closer to his.

“Hmm...I guess,” he smiles pecking your lips.

“And thank you for fixing everything with River.”

“Babe you don’t have to thank me. It’s just part of my job being the world’s best dad,” he shrugs nonchalantly.

“And right now, most annoying,” you joke kissing his lips one more time.

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Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Part 2

1980 Words

Trigger Warning: Mentions of Rape and the typical Criminal Minds stuff

It didn’t take the team long to come in after your little talk with Hotch. They all came walking in, looking pretty deflated, since they knew they had no new clues on the case. But then Spencer came, almost running into the Meeting Room. „Guys I had an idea..“ And he started rambling about the new connection he made. With that new revelation it didn’t take you long to solve the case and give the name to all the police officers on the street and not long after that one of the patrolling police caught him as he was trying to leave the town. So your Job was done and the team made its way back to the jet and back to Quantico. You all were on the jet babbling excited.

„Okay so we’re definitely going to get black out drunk tonight right?“ Morgan asked the team. „Oh you bet we are.“ you said leaning back in your seat and rubbing your hands over your face. „You know what Girls want.“ you added smirking at Morgan who blew you a kiss. The rest of the team just joined in with their excitement about going out for the night. They didn’t even say anything about your exchange with Morgan. You two were always bantering like that. You were thankful for Morgan. He was always lighting up your mood with those little interactions. „Yes. Margaritas all night.“ Penelope chimed in from the laptop she was on and you all laughed.

But first you had to finish your reports at the office. So before going out you all had to go back and do the paperwork. So here you were right now. Putting the finishing touches on your report. „Aaaaaand done.“ You said as you put the papers down with a thud onto your desk. The rest of the team also being in the last rounds of their paperwork. So you all packed up your stuff and made your way towards the elevator with the rest of your team. Well not the whole rest. Hotch was still in his office as well as Rossi. „Wait guys I’ll ask Rossi if he wants to join.“ you were turning around and making your way back, when you heard Emily shout. „Yeah oh and Hotch is also still there. Ask him too.“ you froze for a second. Yeah Hotch right. Just ask him if he wants to join. I mean what could be better than having the reason why you wanted to get black out drunk sitting right next to you while you were getting black out drunk. Yeah nothing. Right? Right?

You knocked on Rossi’s door first. Hoping that maybe he was so scared of your knocking that he would shoot you and you wouldn’t have to ask Hotch about joining you at the bar. But of course. That didn’t happen. Great. Rossi was at his desk reading through some files as you opened his door. „Hey Rossi, we want to grab a few beers tonight. Wanna join?“ you asked your hand still on the door knob. „Yeah sure.“ He smiled at you. „Just text me when and where.“ he looked back down at his files. „Cool.“ you said. Your hand not moving away from the doorknob. „Is there something else?“ he looked up at you. Concern flashing in his kind eyes. ‚yeah can you shoot me so I don’t have to talk to Hotch?‘ No Y/N just handle this like an adult. „No. Sorry everything’s fine“ you gave him a small smile. „See you later“ you said as you closed the door behind you. You turned around stopping at Hotchs door. You knocked very lightly. Hoping he wouldn’t notice. Then you could just say that he didn’t answer. But again. No luck. You heard him say „come in“ as you were about to run away, jumping over the desks to get as much distance between the two of you, as possible. Hesitantly you opened the door. He didn’t even look up, when you entered. Only focusing on his laptop. „Aar..I mean Hotch. Uhm. The team wants to grab some drinks tonight. I just wanted to know if you want to join?“ He didn’t even look at you. „Uhm yeah I just have to finish a few more papers. I’ll join you later.“ „Okay cool. See you later then.“ You said as you already left his office. You knew if you stayed longer he would try to talk about your relationship and you were passionate to delay that as long as possible. As you closed the door quickly you sighed and made your way to the elevator wanting to drown out all those feelings that were making their way back up right now. ---

To say you had a hangover was an understatement. You were having a near death experience. Seriously. Your head was pounding. Your stomach was protesting and you felt like the whole world was still turning faster than ever. Being on the Jet, already on the way to a new case, didn’t help.

/You were really having a fun time at the bar. Until Hotch joined the group. Than you seriously just wanted to drown every last thought that might make it’s way to the surface with alcohol./ /So you challenged Emily to a drinking contest and that didn’t end well. When you were about to get the next round of shots a good-looking man at the bar started talking to you. You didn’t remember what the two of you talked about before he asked if you wanted to get out./

„I know we all went a little overboard last night.“ Hotch said. Pinching the bridge of his nose, trying to get rid of his pounding headache. When you left the bar with that wanna be, he may have had a drink or two too much. Which he definitely regretted now. „But we have to focus on this new unsub. No our time at the bar.“ „YN definitely had the most fun last night.“ Derek said. You had your head against the headrest. Eyes closed but you could literally feel the smug smile on his face. Oh if he only knew.. you thought. „Shut up. Asshead.“ you just groaned. But he wouldn’t drop the topic. „Bet you weren’t sleeping in the few hours that were left between the bar and now.“ Emily and JJ chuckled at that comment. „Can we please drop that topic now?“ You switched your position dropping your head into your crossed arms that were laying on the table. „What was it that bad?“ Emily asked with a scoff. You sighed. „Okay you know what. The only thing I'll tell you is that it didn't go the way you might think. There was no sex, okay?“ your words were muffled from your head still laying in your arms. You wanted to drop that topic. Especially with Hotch sitting in hearing distance and especially especially because of what really happened with Carter? Chris? Caleb? You seriously had no idea. Man you really were black out drunk. „Wait.. but. You left the bar three hours before we took of? What did you do in those three hours? Longest foreplay in the world?“ Derek started again. Gosh. That stupid little ass face couldn’t stop digging. Could you shoot him? Right here? Maybe just in the leg so he would stop talking? The tips of your ears started to get red at the thought of the probably most embarrassing thing that ever happened to you. You sighed sitting up and looking at Derek. Emily, who sat on the opposite side of the table and JJ, who was sitting next to you, also leaned in. „Come on.“ Emily said pleadingly „We won’t tell anyone.“ „Yeah“ jj said chiming in. You rubbed your temples trying to stop the headache from getting worse. You looked at the others on the plane. Rossi and Reid were playing chess at the other table. Hotch was sitting next to Reid, reading the case files. „Okay“ you said looking back at Derek. „But you have to swear you won’t tease me with it or ask further questions.“ you held your pinky out at him and he intertwined his pinky with yours. „Okay deal.“ You heaved a sigh. „Okay. Gosh that’s so embarrassing. So we were at his flat. Making out. You know. Hot and heavy. And we made it to his bedroom. We were taking off our clothes. And he started kissing down my body. And when he went to work. You know. Down there. I... oh god that’s so embarrassing. I moaned the wrong name.“ Derek looked at you as if you just gave him the best present ever. His eyes were wide open sparkling like a kids eyes on Christmas Eve, ahis much almost dropping to the floor. „No way.“ he exclaimed and started to laugh. You looked away from Morgen, embarrassed, and for a split second you made Eye Contact with Hotch and you could swear you saw a small smile crossing his features. That shithead. „So know you know it and we promised to never talk about it again.“ You slumped back again in your seat. Covering your eyes with your hands. ___ You landed shortly after that little conversation at LA. You kind of liked being back in LA. You studied here, having a lot of great memories to this place. It almost felt like a second home to you. The people and the general vibe here really had a special place in your heart. Right after landing the team made their way to the police station to get the case briefing. The officer only gave Hotch a small overview of the case on the phone. The team didn’t really have much time before jumping onto the jet. So you had very little information until then. Sheriff Terra Jackson was the one that filled you in. „So we don’t really know much about this unsub. He is changing his pattern so quickly. All of his 5 victims were killed differently.“ She started. „How do you know it is the same killer then?“ Morgan asked, leaning forward on the table. She nervously looked at you for a second. „They have a lot in common“. All of you gasped a little, when she showed you the pictures of the victims. They could easily be your sisters. All of them had Y/H/C Hair an Y/E/C Eyes. Some of them even having really similar facial features to yours. The team was still silent all of them , you including, trying to make put some differences in them, so that no one hat to believe what they were seeing. „The obvious similarities aren’t the only connection. They were all studying her in LA. Not all at the same university but all majoring in Psychology.“ That was it. That was the last info they needed. Those weren’t only girls that looked like you. They were almost exit copies of you. Even studying the same thing as you. The room was awfully silent after Sheriff Jackson stopped talking. „How were they killed“ you were the first one that started talking again. „All of them were shot straight in the head. Their wrists and ankles showing signs of rope burn, meaning they were tied to a chair before they were killed. And“ she stopped talking for a second. „All of them were raped before they were shot. The words ‚come back‘ carved into their arms. Originally we thought it was a sign of remorse, but now“ she looked at you „I think it’s more of a message.“

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January 15, 2021: Casino Royale (2006) (Part 1)

So...we meet again, Bond. What’ve you been doing for the past few years?

...What. Not who, James, WHAT. Jeez.

Whatever. BrosBond had 3 movies after GoldenEye, and they were...not great, from what I’ve heard. Remember, I wasn’t as big of a fan of GoldenEye as many critics and fans were; so, I can’t imagine what I’d think of the latter three. Maybe one day, but not today!

Today, I’m focusing my sights on the revitalization of the brand. See, in 2002, Die Another Day came out, and that movie was apparently crazy. TOO crazy. So crazy, in fact, that audiences and critics accused it of losing the plot, and the production studio in charge (Eon Productions) had a yearning to change direction. And their inspiration came from...a surprising place.

See, Joel Schumacher’s campy, over-the-top Batman films were basically wiped out by Christopher Nolan’s 2005 reinvention of the character in Batman Begins. Which is, in my opinion, a highly underrated classic, Seriously. And in 2005, this film was absolutely a smash-hit. Batman was cool again, which a lot of people never thought would happen in film. Eon saw this, and thought...how can we apply that to Bond?

Out with Brosnan...in with Craig.

The first of the new, darker, reinvented Bond films is planned for release in 2006, starring Daniel Craig as the suave, sophisticated spy. And the director of the film was selected to be...Martin Campbell? From GoldenEye? The guy who kinda sorta started the modern over-the-top Bond? Really? I mean, OK. The writers this time are different...except for one. I didn’t talk about the writers last time because I don’t like putting people on blast if I don’t gotta. This time...maybe. We’ll see.

If this Casino Royale is basically Bond Begins, I’m definitely interested. Maybe this’ll revitalize that Bond-love from the Connery days. Let’s find out! We’re also gonna look at the Bond checklist again!

Gadgets: better have more cool gadgets than GoldenEye, I swear...

Bond Girl: GoldenEye’s Natalya wasn’t bad, to be honest; let’s see who his Inevitable Love Interest is this time.

Villain: Alec Trevelyan had so much potential. I need my dastardly villain, let’s do this. Oh, and let’s throw the henchman in here, too. Xenia Onatopp was...a lot...but she was a memorable henchman, at least.

Music: Of course. GoldenEye’s theme was good, and we’ll see how 2006 does.

OK, movie time. SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Recap

We start at an office building in Prague, where a man makes his way up to his office. Waiting there for him is, of course, James Bond (Daniel Craig). The man is Dryden, section chief at the British Embassy in Prague, whom M has accused of selling secrets, a big no-no. But Bond...isn’t a double-0 agent. Huh. You got me interested.

Apparently, agents get the two zeroes once they’ve killed two people on file. James hadn’t killed anyone...until recently. Which is when we get this.

OH SHIT

This is an absolutely BRUTAL fight. It’s not choreographed flashily, it’s not pretty...it’s rough. It’s intense. And it’s...oh my God, wow. Made me feel it. And what’s astonishing is that it’s SO short.

On learning this, Dryden tells him not to worry, the second one is...

...YOU GOT ME. I’M IN FOR THE FUCKIN’ RIDE

HOW??? How is it that in 3 minutes of screentime, I’m already more satisfied by Craig’s Bond than I was for the ENTIRETY of GoldenEye? That is masterfully done, right off the bat. WOW. We even get a smooth-as-silk segue into the classic bullet turret sequence, and that takes us right into the song and opening credits. And...wow.

Here’s the thing about Bond openings, as I mentioned last time: they were all directed by one guy up until GoldenEye, and were basically all silhouetted women with themes and scenes from the movie projected around them. The Brosnan movies followed suit, always having silhouetted women in one way or another. Die Another Day used CGI women and...a really bad Madonna song. It was...it is NOT GOOD, guys. Look it up, it’s the most 2002 thing I’ve ever heard.

But here’s the fin bit about Casino Royale. This is the first Bond movie opening with no women in it. Yeah. It’s the first one. And the song is Chris Cornell’s You Know My Name, and it’s good! Not sure it’s going in my soundtrack, though.

Finally, the opening credits sequence itself: it’s once again Daniel Kleinman doing it, and it’s actually inspired by the first James Bond book Casino Royale, which had already had a TV special and unofficial Bond movie made from it! The cover had a playing card motif, and the opening carries over that motif creatively. I really dig it, if I’m honest! Definitely a welcome break from the 44 years of Bond films preceding it.

Uganda! And we meet the villain of this film: Le Chiffre (Mads Mikkelsen). And GODDAMN if that isn’t a Bond villain! He’s a banker, making a deal with a rebel leader, Steven Obanno (Isaach de Bankole), via their liason Mr. White (Jesper Christiensen). Setting up an attack by supplying Obanno with money, he sells his stocks of a company called Skyfleet, knowing that they’re about to fail.

Meanwhile, a ferret’s fighting an Asian species of cobra. In Madagascar. My zoology senses are EXPLODING, OH my God. So much wrong there. Anyway, there’s a bombmaker in the crowd watching the fight. He’s being tailed by Bond and another agent, Carter, who tips off the guy by being a bad spy. Bond chases him to a construction yard. What now, James?

Awesome. Why is this awesome when I said that the tank was dumb? Because at least it makes sense for a bulldozer to go haywire in a construction yard, just sayin’. Plus, this dude clearly isn’t the best, as he fires on construction workers and cops.

Eventually, this chase sequence brings us to the top of a crane, where this exchange happens.

I, uh...I love this movie already. That’s goddamn great.

The chase scene as a whole is also fantastic, as it continues off the bridge and into an abandoned building, then escalates into the streets, brings in law enforcement, and eventually ends with Bond at an embassy, facing down both the military and the bomb maker. He kills the guy, shoots some gas tanks, grabs the bomb, and then gets the hell out of there.

...Y’know what, that was fucking amazing, but he also almost certainly caused an international incident there. And I should be annoyed about that, but guess what! It makes sense! This is an inexperienced Bond, one who’s JUST been promoted to 00 status as 007, as the prologue explained. So, y’know what? I’m into it!

Cut to a yacht, like you do in a Martin Campbell Bond film. There, we have our villain, Le Chiffre, playing a card game. Also, he weeps blood. Yeah. HE WEEPS BLOOD.

OK, if that isn’t some Bond villain shit, I don’t know WHAT is. He’s also asthmatic, because I love it. I love it so much. He’s a mathematically-brilliant asthmatic that weeps blood. More, please. 

He’s also a person aware of what Bond did at the embassy, as it’s already become an international incident! Thank you for showing consequences, movie! Damn! I love it! This has two additional consequences. One, Le Chiffre notes that the code “Ellipsis” used by the bomber may be soon to expire, indicating a connection between the two. And the second consequence? M’s pissed.

M! DAME JUDI DENCH! One of my favorite things about GoldenEye was bringing in Judi Dench as M, and she made it through the reboot! And she’s still as entertaining as she was before, calling Bond out for his stupidity, and explaining that she misses the Cold War.

In her apartment, M does her normal exposition schtick, and her interactions with Bond are fantastic here. She’s understandably angry at him, and gives him what for, but she’s also clearly impressed that he FIGURED OUT WHERE SHE LIVES, as well as her REAL NAME. Shows her opinion of Bond and aspects of Bond’s character in a single, masterful stroke. 

Well. Goddamn. Done.

The Bahamas! Bond’s here to find Alex Dimitrios (Simon Abkarian), a Greek businessman who’s believed to have a connection with Le Chiffre himself. And, as James Bond is wont to do, he finds him at a party, playing cards. And here’s where the reinvention of Bond comes full circle.

See, Bond’s doing all the typical Bond things, yeah. But there are some differences present here, as well as some neat nuances. Bond isn’t wearing the suit, first of all. He actually hasn’t worn a suit the whole movie, which makes perfect sense for a spy. Suits aren’t exactly the least conspicuous thing in the world; bound to get you noticed if you don’t want to be.

And then, there’s the girl. This is Solange Dimitrios (Catherina Murino), the wife of Alex who was treated BADLY by him at the party. That gives her a reason to take Bond’s offer for a ride to his place, outside of just his raw animalistic charm that he seems to have in some of these movies. Look at that, already more chemistry than he had with Natalya in GoldenEye.

And yes, this results in her cheating on Alex. Is her cheating justified from a moral standpoint? No, of course it isn’t. And of course, this leads to the typical Bond-handsome-sex-GOOD sequence, but again, some nuance here! First of all, he doesn’t win her over with corny clever lines, like what we saw in GoldenEye multiple ties. Second, this is actually all an attempt to get some infomation from her about her husband. Bond might be enjoying it, but his womanizing here actually has a purpose. And that’s rare!

That’s further punctuated by the fact that he STRAIGHT UP LEAVES BEFORE ANYTHING HAPPENS. Yeah, she tells him that Alex just made his way to Miami, and he leaves! Dick move, yeah, but it makes sense! James isn’t here for pleasure, he’s here for work!

He follows Alex to a Bodies at Work exhibit (you know, the preserved and skinned cadavers put into poses that used to tour around the USA? I saw it in Times Square at the end of its popularity. A little ghoulish, maybe, but I think it’s pretty cool), where the two of them get in a very tense close-up knife fight in public.

Alex is dead, but not before passing off a package to someone else at the exhibition. Bond tails the guy to Miami International Airport, where the largest airplane in the world is set to be unveiled. Using the code sent to the bombers, Bond gets into the back, and goes to intercept the disguised bomber who’s set to blow up the SkyChonk (I mean it, that giant airplane is THICCC).

Time for another cool chase sequence! Some luggage is destroyed, along with a bus, the cops join in on the chase, an airplane is prevented from landing (making someone on that plane probably very upset), and Bond somehow manages to prevent the plane from blowing up. And it’s by the SKIN of his teeth, lemme tell you. Also, he blows up a dude with his own flashlight bomb.

Nice. Somehow, Bond isn’t arrested, and makes his way back to the Bahamas. And it looks like Solange isn’t the Bond girl after all. Because she was thought to be the information leak (which she was, to an extent), she was tortured to death. Whoof.

M’s in the Bahamas now, and the exposition continues. She’s done with Bond’s bullshit, and she plants a tracker under his skin. She explains that with the big boi plane destroyed, somebody stood a lot to gain financially from the stock crash to come. Except that the plane wasn’t destroyed, and that person lost $100 million by “betting the wrong way.”

That person, of course, was Le Chiffre, a manthematical genius and chess prodigy, who plays poker for fun, and plays the stock market with his clients’ money. Bond’s the best poker player in MI6 (a good addition that we already saw foreshadowed earlier! See what I mean?), and she’s sending him to a high stakes poker game that Le Chiffre’s looking to regain his money from. 

Bond FINALLY dons his suit, and gets on a train in Montenegro, where he meets...

Vesper Lynd (Eva Green). THERE’S our Bond girl! Although, there’s a reference to Miss Moneypenny in their introduction, which is interesting. But Vesper is an agent for the British Treasury, supplying the money for the buy-in for the tournament. And their conversation on the train...wow. Now THIS is chemistry, seriously.

Vesper’s a great character, and she gives Bond NO quarter. She reads his character, and calls him out very accurately. They also explain why both Bond and Vesper are good at poker: it’s all about reading people. I’m genuinely impressed by how this movie is put together, and how well-thought out Bond is as a character. And this is the dimension I love to see in a Bond girl as well!

GODDAMN, I am in love with this movie. More coming in Part 2!

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Wonder Woman 1984 Couldn’t Save the Story

By David Himmel

I’ve been looking forward to the sequel to 2017’s Wonder Woman since the film ended with Wonder Woman herself leaping from the top of a building and soaring into the credits. So when it was announced that Wonder Woman 1984 was going to be available on HBO Max Christmas Day, I went to bed each night with visions of indestructible bracelets dancing in my head.

Then it finally arrived. Christmas. WW84. 

My wife and I settled into the couch with a bucket of Cherry Coke, a cornucopia of candy, and two obnoxious bowls of fresh popped popcorn soaked in butter. It was the movie-going experience I had been missing this year.

I love Wonder Woman. I didn’t grow up on the source material. I grew up on Lynda Carter. Reruns of the campy Wonder Woman TV show, which originally ran from 1975–1979 were a favorite of mine as a little kid. Not only was it an entertaining show for a preschooler in the eighties with the jumping and bullet-blocking and running, but I was also in love with Lynda Carter both as Diana Prince and Wonder Woman. 

You see—sounding all Freudian alarms—my mother is a brunette and, from what I could tell at that young age, she could do anything and everything, so I grew up likening my mom to the Amazonian goddess. I also thought any pretty lady with brown hair was my mom including the woman on the Sun-Maid raisins box. (Despite my mother being a beauty queen and model—just like Lynda Carter—the real Sun-Maid Girl died at age 90 two months before I turned four.) From my vantage point, my mom was completely capable of saving the day and harvesting yummy raisins. A true wonder woman. 

I wasn’t a big reader of the Wonder Woman comics. Blame that on my time as a boy in 1984. Wonder Woman comics didn’t make their way to me and by the time I was old enough to choose my own reads, I was too deep into graphic novels about the Vietnam War, X-Men comics, and other Marvel titles. But I always knew Diana’s story and powers, and recognized her as one of the most powerful characters to grace the pages of comic books.

Settled into the couch, we hit play and HBO Max glowed to life to give me the Christmas gift I’d been waiting months for.

The opening scene set the tone. A thrilling action scene showcasing the abilities of Diana’s people back on Themyscira. It dropped a few hints of what challenges Diana/Wonder Woman might face and the lessons she will learn or be reminded of. Good opening. And then the film fell apart and Christmas was ruined.

Nah, Christmas was fine, but Wonder Woman 1984 was a disappointment. And not as much for me as for Diana and Wonder Woman. And for actor Gal Gadot. She was robbed of an interesting story. There is no character development in WW84 for our hero. Diana is in the exact same place as she was at the end of the first film. She picks up a few new abilities along the way, but one, like flying in an invisible jet felt like director/writer/producer Patty Jenkins was force feeding me a MacGuffin only to throw it away after I agreed to swallow it. Flight is a big thing in this film but Wonder Woman learning to master it seemed wasteful as I was convinced she was learning to fly based on the way the first film ended. That’s on me.

When we left Wonder Woman in the first film, she was heartbroken for Steve Trevor (Chris Pine). When we meet her again in 1984, some seventy years after his death, she still pines for him. (See what I did there?) By the end, she’s the same. Closed off, unwilling or unable to open herself up to people, most notably to people who could love her and she could love in return. This, despite that Steve tells her that’s a stupid thing to do—remain closed off. When he comes back to life through a wish, he is filled with a zest for life, a chance to experience something again. Pine plays Steve with an almost childlike wonder and it’s fun to watch.

They missed an incredible opportunity to build an interesting story tying in time, the struggle and pain of being ageless—timeless. Maybe that’s how Steve comes back. He exists in a tear in time. What is the hardship of a god living among men? Not her challenging duty but her struggle.

And why 1984? For the fashion jokes? The nukes? Missed opportunity there. Especially since the year is in the title.

Kristin Wiig is great. She’s surprising as she anchors her Ghostbusters (2016) character into Barbara Minerva/Cheetah. But I wanted more form her relationship with Diana. When Barbara wishes to be like Diana, “Sexy, cool… special,” there’s a chance for her to also face the backlash of being an ageless goddess. That opportunity was dampened when Barbara cartoonishly chooses to become a full baddy. But you can’t blame Barbara, she was written that way.

Everything was written as a MacGuffin. One little thing to get us to the big moment with the big baddy—a Donald Trump-ish huckster played by Pedro Pascal. Pascal as Max Lord at first is a slimey but sympathetic character. That quickly devolves into him being a super-duper bad guy bent on world domination that overcorrects in heightening the stakes. The manner in which he goes about dominating the world is trite but also is based on a lazy Orwellian approach to what technology would be like in 1984. It gives the sense that the film was written during Lynda Carter’s heyday where 1984 still seemed futuristic.

There’s so much opportunity squandered. Diana/Wonder Woman is an ageless goddess with a lonely heart and incredible powers. How does one live like that? In the first film, Diana is learning what it means to be human. This film could have had her learning what it means to be a god among humans. Instead, the character is a pawn. She’s not driven by anything. And that’s what gets me.

Diana could be relatable. Make her the troubled messiah. She lives among us so long, she longs or struggles to be like us. And maybe losing her power—the unknown risk she takes when Steve comes back—is attractive to her so she can live and love. And if they had to bring back Chris Cline, the could have dipped into the mystique and magic of Diana’s world. Something more than a silly wish. Something more interesting that pushes Diana to face new internal struggles while working to defeat the external forces of evil.

The film sets itself up as movie that’ll deal with time. There’s a date in the title. But why 1984? For the nukes? For the broadcast Max Lord needs to tap into? For the fanny pack jokes? Jenkins and Co. could have given the theme a little more oompf by leaning into their own ideas of time and address the hardships a an ageless, nearly all powerful goddess faces. Instead, we get a joke about modern public art being trash and a WWI watch coming to life because… because the ghost of the man who owned it has come back from the beyond. Two completely unrelated things. But they didn’t have to be.

The film takes its time with the wrong beats. There are many big moments, often in the middle of the action, where Wonder Woman’s face is the focus. The only takeaway from these slowed down moments of intensity are for the sake of empowerment. And, okay, fine. That’s cool. I get it. Wonder Woman is empowering. The movie, however, is not empowering. It’s a vehicle that reduces Wonder Woman to a physically strong woman who does not develop as an individual. She’s the most dimensional inspiring cinematic female character since the offensive Captain Marvel.

Time proves to be a major influencer in the film in the way it’s wasted. When they have to fly to Cairo, they do so by stealing a jet that Diana has access to thanks to her job at the museum, and allegedly will face no consequences for hoarking a fighter jet for personal reasons. Regardless… They have to get from Washington D.C. to Cairo, a trip of just over 5,000 nautical miles. A modern Boeing 747 can fly 8,255 nautical miles on a full tank of gas. A fighter jet with a smaller tank would likely need every last drop and the wind at their backs the entire time to make the tip without refueling or plummeting into the ocean. Instead of being concerned with that, Steve and Diana choose that time to have their romantic scene. Flips and tricks and dawdling through a Fourth of July fireworks show. And why was Steve surprised by the fireworks and it being July 4th? He just arrived in a new body the day before. He certainly checked the date on a newspaper or heard something on the radio or a TV. And the Fourth of July was already a holiday before he was killed in World War I.

These gripes would be nitpicking if they weren’t so easily remedied by giving the main character an actual story arc.

Wonder Woman 1984 was a fine superhero movie. Far from the best (Captain America: Civil War). Better than the worst (Justice League). It had its share of fun action moments, but even in an action film, the action must be secondary to the story.

After watching the film, we turned on the old TV show. There’s not much character development there either. But it’s a 1970s network television procedural. It’s meant to be campy. And it was more than enough.

Following the three-hour Lynda Carter bender, I realized that you could totally edit scenes in WW84 to make a trailer about a woman who takes care of, then falls in love with, a mentally handicapped man. And that would be a great story to tell. Wonder Woman with Hollywood blockbuster money behind her deserves something interesting.

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Ebony Anderson → Nafessa Williams  → Hunter

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Age: 31

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Birthday: July 23rd

Zodiac Sign: Leo

Religion: Catholic

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Occupation: Tracker and Dealer

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Vibrant Colors and ‘Me’ Time

Two Dislikes: Coconut and Muttering

Two Fears: Semi Truck Accident and Disappointing her Parents

Two Hobbies: Attending Fashion Weeks and Researching

Three Positive Traits: Outgoing, Persuasive, Flexible

Three Negative Traits: Frivolous, Instigative, Selfish

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Parent Names:

Grant Anderson  (Father): Ebony has always been daddy’s little girl and has had Grant wrapped around her finger since birth. He taught her everything she knows and made sure she trained only with the best. Ebony knows Grant will make a great leader but is also unsure if taking the mantle at 53 years old is wise or beneficial for their family.

Candace Anderson (Mother): Ebony’s mother is loving and smothering. Candace’s family believed in breeding for the best possible hunter outcomes. Ebony does not blame her mother for running and finds her story encouraging; especially about meeting her dad. This also made Ebony life hell with a clingy and opinionated mother. Candace has been lighting the fire under her to get married and have kids.

Sibling Names:

Imani Colt nee Anderson (Sister): Ebony and Imani have a common sisterly bond. They have each others backs and get along well but are also constantly fighting about stupid things and pissing each other off. Ebony encouraged Imani to start dating Blaine and has always been supportive of their relationship.

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Chris Shaw (Dated): Ebony dated Chris for 3 months for information about Isaac and Sol for her cousin Nia. Chris thought she was human and that she was too busy to continue their relationship. Chris was boring but very easy to pull information from, while he didn’t right out tell her what was going on, Ebony could easily piece together his subtext and hints.  

Tristan Lawton (Ex-Boyfriend): Tristan was surprisingly easy to get close to but Ebony was unable to make it last as long as she would have liked to. The witches and warlock supernatural community is tightly knitted and Tristan called her out for being a hunter on their second date. He seemed cool about it and asked to keep seeing her which Ebony indulged in for a few months pulling away. They have continued to see each other off and on for the past 6 years.

Carter Bialar (Ex-Boyfriend): Ebony went after Carter after Alice Colt was attacked by someone from the Cat Pack. Grant wanted info and they only had a last name to go off of. She tracked down his son and pumped him for as much info as she could. He ghosted her after she met one of his friends and she thinks they may have figured her out.

Riley Anderson (Flirted): Ebony inadvertently got Riley’s information from Carter. Riley was his college buddy that Ebony found out was a bear shifter. She shared the information with Alexus and Grant but was told to hang back while Alexus worked with the senior members of their pack. Riley was unknown to them since he never frequented the Fields Hotel. Ebony still flirted with him and faked interest in purchasing a house. They attended a few parties together and hung out but Ebony had to call it quits when he wanted to introduce her to his friends, including Carter who she had recently broken things off with on bad terms.

Audo Wilhelm (Ex-Boyfriend): Audo was one of Ebony’s first targets. Grant wanted her to get an inside look at Shutter House Exports & Import and Audo was supposed to be her ticket in. He was literally the only magic user they knew that took some type of transportation to work instead of using magic. Ebony was sure she was ready but she quickly caught genuine feelings for Audo. It wasn’t love but she cared about him and his well being. Ebony quickly got what information she could and called things off.  

Platonic Connections:

Nia Anderson (Cousin): She couldn’t stand Nia while they were younger, believing she got everything she wanted for a quarter of the work that Ebony and Imani did. They’ve become closer in their 30s and Ebony has come to realize that Nia doesn’t really seem to want to be head of the Andersons. That realization has taken a lot of the animosity away, and Ebony can have fun with Nia.

Trevon Anderson (Cousin): Ebony likes Trevon and thinks he’s making his own path. He seems to have really taken to Grant and Blaine, and Ebony thinks it’s made him a better hunter.

Marquis Anderson (Cousin): Ebony doesn’t really know what’s going on with Marquis. He always seems to be lurking in the shadows, or on his way out. She hasn’t been hunting with him in ages, but apparently he holds his own.

Raven Jenkins (Cousin): Ebony likes Raven. She gets her independence and thinks it should be encouraged. She’s loyal to the family and a good hunter, so there shouldn’t be any problems.

Tirra Jenkins (Aunt): Ebony can’t stand her aunts. Tirra is off in her own world thinking she matters more than the rest of them. The best thing she did was have Raven.

Amy Colt (Good Friend): Imani and Blaine introduced Ebony and Amy to each other when they first started to date. They bonded over being their families dealers and hunting. They’ve recently started to share contacts. Their personalities matched enough to hang out away from their families and hunting in general.

Rebecca Stone (Friend): Rebecca pulled Ebony aside at Lilly’s House with inquiries about a leather jacket she was wearing, Ebony took it upon herself to order multiple genuine leather jackets for Rebecca; Ebony heard Rebecca was a leather jacket enthusiast. They’ve remained in contact and have become friends.

Samir Khoury (Acquaintance): Ebony orders ingredients from Samir and Judsoin for the Anderson’s batch of hunters Ancestral Elixir. To keep supernaturals from finding out what exact ingredients they use, Ebony orders 100 different ingredients a week but for the entire month only one or two of them would be what she actually needs. Since ingredients are rare, it’s hard to find other hunters who are willing to share their sources or supplies. Samir doesn’t ask questions and thinks she is a human beautician and naturalist.

Judson Cleirigh (Acquaintance): Ebony orders ingredients from Samir and Judsoin for the Anderson’s batch of hunters Ancestral Elixir. To keep supernaturals from finding out what exact ingredients they use, Ebony orders 100 different ingredients a week but for the entire month only one of them would be what she needs. Ebony thinks Judson may be suspicious of her but he has yet to say anything or acted out in any way to confirm it. He has randomly started to add care tips for growing her own ingredients at home but none of them have been any of the key ingredients she needs. She thinks he’s just being nice and helpful.

Sirius Cobic (Mutual Agreement): The human shifters seem to be the neutral party in Chicago and they own the police. Ebony can’t tell for sure if every person in the police department is a human shifter or if it’s a mixture but it is clear that Sirius is the ring leader. Sirius randomly approached her one day with a proposition that Ebony couldn’t refuse. He was willing to hand off untouchables and other supernaturals that go unpunished by their packs to the Andersons.  

Douglas Gish (Mutual Agreement): Douglas is another known human shifter that approached Ebony nearly a year after Sirius did but around the same time as Sarah. The human shifter police officers were willing to hand off human cases that weren’t handled properly or didn’t have enough evidence to prosecute. They are willing to turn a blind eye to their activities as long as they aren’t messy. Malik seems to be the only one that still gets speeding or parking tickets.

Sarah Harris (Mutual Agreement): Sarah has approached Ebony and Elle Colt about hunting human criminals. Jackals have no use to hunters besides information; the same can be said for rats and nimbles. The Anderson’s family hunt for hire for the local Jackal Pack and in return the jackal government workers look in the opposite direction when it comes to zoning, public records, licensing, code enforcement, power and light bills, etc.

Blaine Colt (Brother-In-Law): Ebony encouraged Imani to start dating Blaine and has always been supportive of their relationship. Ebony likes Blaine’s way of hunting and looks forward to working more with him in the future.

Fiona ‘Fi’ Marz (Friendly): During a really bad tornado, Ebony took an anonymous order for animal shifter and human shifter blood. Her contact turned out to be a vampire. They continued to deal like this for bad thunderstorms and tornadoes. After Imani joined the Colt family, Ebony shared another dealer, Amy Colt’s information with Fi to lessen her load.

Hostile Connections:

Malik Jenkins (Uncle-In-Law): Malik has never tried to get to know Ebony personally. While Malik and Grant are friends, he has practically ignored Ebony and Imani. They’re unsure why but cannot bring themselves to care about it.

Alexus Anderson (Aunt): Alexus always looked down on Ebony and her open ways. Besides family and hunter business, Ebony tries her best to ignore Alexus.

Seth Allen (Annoyance): Seth is a new player in town. Sarah Harris has apologized on his behalf multiple times and Ebony had to fight to get his name off of the hunters free for all board at Lily’s House. Seth has been spotted around town in his animal form and spraying graffiti everywhere.

Jazmine Anderson (Aunt): Ebony can’t stand her aunts. Jazmine is the biggest backstabber of them all, and even though they all know this, they repeatedly get played. Ebony knows she’s not immune and has limited her time talking to her after she created a fight between her and Imani.

Pets:

Meowth (Siamese Cat): She saw Meowth in the window of a pet store on a “Me Time” vacation and couldn’t get his face out of her mind. She went back three times that week and on the third time, bought him and everything he’d need.

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Nafessa Williams [1][2][3][4]

#Nafessa Williams #Hunter RPG #open roleplay #city rpg #new rpg

[chicagocityofclans]

Ebony Anderson → Nafessa Williams  → Hunter

→ Basic Information

Age: 31

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Birthday: July 23rd

Zodiac Sign: Leo

Religion: Catholic

→ Her Personality (one to two paragraphs)

→ Her Personal Facts

Occupation: Tracker and Dealer

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Vibrant Colors and ‘Me’ Time

Two Dislikes: Coconut and Muttering

Two Fears: Semi Truck Accident and Disappointing her Parents

Two Hobbies: Attending Fashion Weeks and Researching

Three Positive Traits: Outgoing, Persuasive, Flexible

Three Negative Traits: Frivolous, Instigative, Selfish

→ Her Connections

Parent Names:

Grant Anderson  (Father): Ebony has always been daddy’s little girl and has had Grant wrapped around her finger since birth. He taught her everything she knows and made sure she trained only with the best. Ebony knows Grant will make a great leader but is also unsure if taking the mantle at 53 years old is wise or beneficial for their family.

Candace Anderson (Mother): Ebony’s mother is loving and smothering. Candace’s family believed in breeding for the best possible hunter outcomes. Ebony does not blame her mother for running and finds her story encouraging; especially about meeting her dad. This also made Ebony life hell with a clingy and opinionated mother. Candace has been lighting the fire under her to get married and have kids.

Sibling Names:

Imani Colt nee Anderson (Sister): Ebony and Imani have a common sisterly bond. They have each others backs and get along well but are also constantly fighting about stupid things and pissing each other off. Ebony encouraged Imani to start dating Blaine and has always been supportive of their relationship.

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Chris Shaw (Dated): Ebony dated Chris for 3 months for information about Isaac and Sol for her cousin Nia. Chris thought she was human and that she was too busy to continue their relationship. Chris was boring but very easy to pull information from, while he didn’t right out tell her what was going on, Ebony could easily piece together his subtext and hints.  

Tristan Lawton (Ex-Boyfriend): Tristan was surprisingly easy to get close to but Ebony was unable to make it last as long as she would have liked to. The witches and warlock supernatural community is tightly knitted and Tristan called her out for being a hunter on their second date. He seemed cool about it and asked to keep seeing her which Ebony indulged in for a few months pulling away. They have continued to see each other off and on for the past 6 years.

Carter Bialar (Ex-Boyfriend): Ebony went after Carter after Alice Colt was attacked by someone from the Cat Pack. Grant wanted info and they only had a last name to go off of. She tracked down his son and pumped him for as much info as she could. He ghosted her after she met one of his friends and she thinks they may have figured her out.

Riley Anderson (Flirted): Ebony inadvertently got Riley’s information from Carter. Riley was his college buddy that Ebony found out was a bear shifter. She shared the information with Alexus and Grant but was told to hang back while Alexus worked with the senior members of their pack. Riley was unknown to them since he never frequented the Fields Hotel. Ebony still flirted with him and faked interest in purchasing a house. They attended a few parties together and hung out but Ebony had to call it quits when he wanted to introduce her to his friends, including Carter who she had recently broken things off with on bad terms.

Audo Wilhelm (Ex-Boyfriend): Audo was one of Ebony’s first targets. Grant wanted her to get an inside look at Shutter House Exports & Import and Audo was supposed to be her ticket in. He was literally the only magic user they knew that took some type of transportation to work instead of using magic. Ebony was sure she was ready but she quickly caught genuine feelings for Audo. It wasn’t love but she cared about him and his well being. Ebony quickly got what information she could and called things off.  

Platonic Connections:

Nia Anderson (Cousin): She couldn’t stand Nia while they were younger, believing she got everything she wanted for a quarter of the work that Ebony and Imani did. They’ve become closer in their 30s and Ebony has come to realize that Nia doesn’t really seem to want to be head of the Andersons. That realization has taken a lot of the animosity away, and Ebony can have fun with Nia.

Trevon Anderson (Cousin): Ebony likes Trevon and thinks he’s making his own path. He seems to have really taken to Grant and Blaine, and Ebony thinks it’s made him a better hunter.

Marquis Anderson (Cousin): Ebony doesn’t really know what’s going on with Marquis. He always seems to be lurking in the shadows, or on his way out. She hasn’t been hunting with him in ages, but apparently he holds his own.

Raven Jenkins (Cousin): Ebony likes Raven. She gets her independence and thinks it should be encouraged. She’s loyal to the family and a good hunter, so there shouldn’t be any problems.

Tirra Jenkins (Aunt): Ebony can’t stand her aunts. Tirra is off in her own world thinking she matters more than the rest of them. The best thing she did was have Raven.

Amy Colt (Good Friend): Imani and Blaine introduced Ebony and Amy to each other when they first started to date. They bonded over being their families dealers and hunting. They’ve recently started to share contacts. Their personalities matched enough to hang out away from their families and hunting in general.

Rebecca Stone (Friend): Rebecca pulled Ebony aside at Lilly’s House with inquiries about a leather jacket she was wearing, Ebony took it upon herself to order multiple genuine leather jackets for Rebecca; Ebony heard Rebecca was a leather jacket enthusiast. They’ve remained in contact and have become friends. 

Samir Khoury (Acquaintance): Ebony orders ingredients from Samir and Judsoin for the Anderson’s batch of hunters Ancestral Elixir. To keep supernaturals from finding out what exact ingredients they use, Ebony orders 100 different ingredients a week but for the entire month only one or two of them would be what she actually needs. Since ingredients are rare, it's hard to find other hunters who are willing to share their sources or supplies. Samir doesn’t ask questions and thinks she is a human beautician and naturalist.

Judson Cleirigh (Acquaintance): Ebony orders ingredients from Samir and Judsoin for the Anderson’s batch of hunters Ancestral Elixir. To keep supernaturals from finding out what exact ingredients they use, Ebony orders 100 different ingredients a week but for the entire month only one of them would be what she needs. Ebony thinks Judson may be suspicious of her but he has yet to say anything or acted out in any way to confirm it. He has randomly started to add care tips for growing her own ingredients at home but none of them have been any of the key ingredients she needs. She thinks he’s just being nice and helpful.

Sirius Cobic (Mutual Agreement): The human shifters seem to be the neutral party in Chicago and they own the police. Ebony can’t tell for sure if every person in the police department is a human shifter or if it’s a mixture but it is clear that Sirius is the ring leader. Sirius randomly approached her one day with a proposition that Ebony couldn’t refuse. He was willing to hand off untouchables and other supernaturals that go unpunished by their packs to the Andersons.  

Douglas Gish (Mutual Agreement): Douglas is another known human shifter that approached Ebony nearly a year after Sirius did but around the same time as Sarah. The human shifter police officers were willing to hand off human cases that weren’t handled properly or didn’t have enough evidence to prosecute. They are willing to turn a blind eye to their activities as long as they aren't messy. Malik seems to be the only one that still gets speeding or parking tickets.

Sarah Harris (Mutual Agreement): Sarah has approached Ebony and Elle Colt about hunting human criminals. Jackals have no use to hunters besides information; the same can be said for rats and nimbles. The Anderson's family hunt for hire for the local Jackal Pack and in return the jackal government workers look in the opposite direction when it comes to zoning, public records, licensing, code enforcement, power and light bills, etc.

Blaine Colt (Brother-In-Law): Ebony encouraged Imani to start dating Blaine and has always been supportive of their relationship. Ebony likes Blaine's way of hunting and looks forward to working more with him in the future.

Fiona ‘Fi’ Marz (Friendly): During a really bad tornado, Ebony took an anonymous order for animal shifter and human shifter blood. Her contact turned out to be a vampire. They continued to deal like this for bad thunderstorms and tornadoes. After Imani joined the Colt family, Ebony shared another dealer, Amy Colt’s information with Fi to lessen her load.

Hostile Connections:

Malik Jenkins (Uncle-In-Law): Malik has never tried to get to know Ebony personally. While Malik and Grant are friends, he has practically ignored Ebony and Imani. They’re unsure why but cannot bring themselves to care about it.

Alexus Anderson (Aunt): Alexus always looked down on Ebony and her open ways. Besides family and hunter business, Ebony tries her best to ignore Alexus.

Seth Allen (Annoyance): Seth is a new player in town. Sarah Harris has apologized on his behalf multiple times and Ebony had to fight to get his name off of the hunters free for all board at Lily’s House. Seth has been spotted around town in his animal form and spraying graffiti everywhere.

Jazmine Anderson (Aunt): Ebony can’t stand her aunts. Jazmine is the biggest backstabber of them all, and even though they all know this, they repeatedly get played. Ebony knows she’s not immune and has limited her time talking to her after she created a fight between her and Imani.

Pets:

Meowth (Siamese Cat): She saw Meowth in the window of a pet store on a “Me Time” vacation and couldn’t get his face out of her mind. She went back three times that week and on the third time, bought him and everything he’d need.

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Nafessa Williams [1][2][3][4]

#Ebony Anderson #Nafessa Williams #Taken

[alitheamateur]

A Taste of Home-Chapter 10

A/N: This feels a bit rushed, and some of you may feel it’s a poor excuse of a chapter. AND, I will humbly agree. Pardon my lack of length, and choppy descriptions, if you will! I’m trying to reel in this stupid case of writer’s block, and this is the best I’ve got right now, ladies and gents.

Warnings: Oral smut. Language. 

The packing. The damned packing, and the repetitious unpacking. It was an all-nighter, ruthless and exhausting with indecisive agony. What in the literal hell did you bring along that said:

“Hello. Love me.”

Your fitful mind balked and fretted with the consideration of turning down Chris and his perfectly agonizing romantic gesture to swiftly wisp you off to the other side of the world because he simply “just really need to fucking see you.” But, you wouldn’t do it. You knew it all along. This was a chance to be with him. Maybe even be with him, and that just purely wasn’t an opportunity you would ever pass up.

You called upon the heavenly angels of beauty in the city to freshen your blonde, pluck nearly every hair on your body, and moisturize your every skin pore with some goop smelling of cucumber and coconut. But, truly. Was there ever enough one could do to really prepare to crawl into bed with a man such as Chris and his glorious, brazenly sexy biceps?

You were rattled by the bell of your 4:00 a.m. alarm, followed by a call from your zealously punctual boy-toy to make sure you were keeping a tight and tidy schedule, and on-time for your flight. You could feel in your bones the smile he wore when he rambled on about airport gates, and cars, and baggage claim.

When you arrived at the terminal, the big, dutiful idiot had of course upgraded you to first-class. Knowing you would never have showed up to begin with had the original ticket stated so. You were tucked into your window seat, situating your bending neck-pillow, and about to flip your cell to airplane mode, when it rattled with a text.

C: I’m fucking stoked you’re coming to see me, Mil. Have a safe flight, and have at least 3 mimosas. I can’t have you being all pissy and jet-lagged by the time you get to me. Although, grumpy, asshole Amelia is one of the cutest versions.

You replied with a simple ‘xo’, and you felt a little squeal course through your veins.

Whether it be the side-effects of the early hour, or the fruitful symptoms of the 3 strong mimosas you downed before your nap, you felt dazed and extremely wobbly when your plane landed at the rainy airport in London. The flight attendant had somehow relayed a message that your driver would be waiting at baggage claim, and you were to go straight to him.

Just as promised, he waited there in his black fitted jeans, and downward tilting baseball cap with your suitcases at his feet. The man was large, wide enough to turn when attempting to clear a doorway, and you were certain he must’ve been a member of Chris’ longtime security team.

He hauled your crammed bags into the hatch of the SUV, sprinting around to catch the handle of the door before you could open it for yourself. No question, Chris had threatened he be on his best, chivalrous behavior when in your presence.

“Miss Calvert, we’re to head directly to set to meet up with Chris. But, is there any stops you need to make on the way?” He asked, a hard Queens lilt to his accent.

“No, thank you. I’m fine! Straight to Chris would be great.”

“Yes, ma’am. He also asked that you call him once we’re en route.” The car slid into a winding lane of traffic.

You dialed, his name the last on your recent call list.

“Ello.” The dork chided in his well-worked English accent.

“Well, I’m buckled into the backseat of some vehicle with a guy who says he knows you. Let’s hope I picked the right driver.”

“Guy? I didn’t send anyone for you.” His voice never hitched.

You gulped down a taste of spilt-second worry. “You fucker. Mess with me and I’ll turn this car around, Evans.”

He barked out that heinous laugh that only you, and his mother could love. “Hey, hey. Settle down, firecracker. Did that flight attendant not liquor you up enough on the way over?”

“I’ll have you know, I obeyed your direct orders and downed 3 the first hour in. I might even be drunk. So, good going there. You trying to take advantage of me, Christopher?” You bit on your chapped lip, just at the hopeful possibility he would do exactly that.

“Why the hell else do you think I flew you across the world, Millie girl? I can’t wait to see if those sweet little cheeks get all blushed when you’re buzzing like they used to get when you got drunk in our basement.”

Sentimental current shell-shocked you to life.

“What?” Was all your racked brain could piece together through the muddle of feelings.  

“Your entire face used to flush like you had been out in the sun for too long. If the cute as a kitten way your words slurred didn’t give it away when you and my sister snuck those wine-coolers, your red little cheeks would have.”

You’d have swallowed him whole if he had been in your presence.

“Anyways, I’ve gotta jump off. Carter is bringing you to set, and my manager will make sure you get settled in my trailer until I’m all finished. Snag a nap, and help yourself to the fridge. But, stay clear of my beer, little lady. You’re cut off.”

“See you soon, handsome.” Your words rolled and squeaked like your head was full of only air.

You were high with the endorphins of Chris Evans, and his constant successes in turning your every bone to mush. You had no utter idea how long you’d been driving, or barely what day it was when you felt the pace of the car slow into a gated lot. You were waved through by security, and you fidgeted for a compact inside your purse to fuss with your smudged eyeliner and fading foundation. 

You whispered a prayer as you climbed the noisy steps bolted to his trailer, that maybe he would be finished with the duties of his day already so you could be at the center of his attention, but found your wishes ungranted.

It was silent in the metal tin can, little traces of the so very loveable dork sprinkled throughout. It smelled of him, the crumbled t-shirt on the floor next to the hat hanging from a doorknob made you smile. Although he wasn’t palatably present, this was the closest to him you had felt in the past days.

You flopped to the couch after grabbing yourself a water from the fridge, and a handful of the jellybean bag half-empty on his table.

A: The eagle has landed.

Kicking off your shoes, tucking your manicured toes beneath you, text bubbles of a reply from Chris appeared.

C: The best news I’ve heard all week. Be there when I can, Millie.

…

A strong doze had apparently taken over, and a hazy dream of his watercolor eyes drowned your consciousness. You could almost smell the thick aroma of his peppermint and musk scent, and the wind of his coffee laced breath tangling with your eyelashes.

Long, lean, worked fingers felt like an imaginary embrace around the nape of your soft throat, and there was a suckle of popping wetness meeting the heartbeat there.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty.” Your bones absorbed the reverberation of his rattling voice, and the sweet dream was indeed the most pleasing moment of reality.

“Sleeping beauty, huh?” You kept your eyes sealed, smiling against your will. “Well, if that’s so, I guess you’ll have to kiss me, right? You know how it goes, Evans. Disney would be so disappointed in you right now.”

His familiar laugh delighted your every sense, and when he kissed you, you were convinced that happiness had a taste, and it was the minty prickle of Chris’ fleshy lips.  

There was a pressing situation soliciting the hotness of your sex, and already the both of you were ripe with desire. As the tip of his tongue licked at yours, your eyes rolled back into your head meeting the euphoria of being ravished by the man you loved. Whether he loved you back, or not…

Lightening heat and possessed passion instantly took over, and you were maneuvering out from beneath the blanket of his muscled weight on top of you, to mount his lap.

“Woah. What’s gotten into you, Millie girl?” He wheezed with brows uplifted in shock, yet satisfaction.

“Are you complaining?” Your teeth bit into his jaw, the friction of his auburn shaded whiskers chaffed your lips.

“By all means, baby, have at it. You don’t know how much I’ve been thinking about you.”

There were many ways to say ‘I missed you’, but in the midst of the dampness collecting in your underwear, there was only one way to squander the fire you were feeling after being without him all those months.

Gasoline.

Makes sense, right?

The tight, elastic waistband of his sweats popped as you writhed and shuffled to unwrap the ribbed fullness inside the soft fleece. His breaths were shallow, and the rhythm reeked of unraveling, making you smile behind your lips a little. Chris’ held for dear life on the pillows resting in each corner of the couch, his nails clawing at the seams of the fabric.

“Lose that shirt, Evans.” Your throat was thorny, like your taste buds were trying to punish you until they got a drop of his flavor. Tugging downward on his boxers, he lifted to help you undress him, while pulling out of the collar of his t-shirt.

You know, the way every man does, and women worldwide lose their entire shit?

When his boxers hit his ankles, you beheld what you’d been missing while he was away. Recollection of the night you had talked him through his release over the phone while climaxing on his sheets swelled your pupils, your world going dark with lust now that you were able to feel him between your fists.

His thighs tensed under your palms when you looked up at him with eyes pained of overloading need, and his scruffy chest shook with the traces of a chuckle.

“Amelia Calvert. Never did I ever thi-“

Before he could sour the moment with some trip down fucking memory lane, you swallowed him to the hilt. You felt his whole body shift to stone, totally rigid like even his blood had calcified to a solid state. His head fell back, not a hair on his gorgeous head knocked out of place. You counted as you gulped around his cock, and Chris held his breath for precisely 22 seconds. His eyes shifted behind screwed shut lids, and you wondered if he had simply forgotten how to breath.

“You alright up there, handsome?” You purred, emptying your mouth of his impressive size for not a moment longer than necessary.

“I’m… Fuck. Yeah, baby. More… More than alright, Mills.”

What a sight he was for your fluttering eyes. Sculpted pecks unevenly flexing from his jerks of pleasure when your throat contracted around him. The outline of his picturesque abs had softened, but as you trailed your tickling fingers down his torso, you felt the hardness of a healthy, well-exercised man.

When your eyes would close, concentrating on milking away the stress of his day, he would breeze a finger through the lashes resting on the highest peak of your cheek. The squeaks and hiccupped mutters sliding off his lips made your head hurt with arouse, and you were sure if he didn’t finish soon, you’d be kneeling in your own mess beneath you.

“I’m almost fucking there, Amelia. Damn, baby. Look at me, will ya’?”

You had already concluded he had liked the angelic-like expression of your wild-hair framing your cheeks, and a dopey, wet-mouthed grin watching up at him. So, you tightened the lippy vice around his length, and bat your glassy, lidded eyes.

His back arched inward, and his damp palms latched onto the sides of your face as he leaned up to almost lunge for a kiss. When your tongue slurped and slid back and forth around his tip, and your grip around his base strengthened, Chris Evans blew all working circuits in his brain.

His beard with waxy with sweat, and his unclothed chest was blotched with redness and the glisten of an overdue orgasm. You dipped your head to clean your face in secret for a moment, and he was easily tugging at your hair.

“Don’t you hide that gorgeous face from me.” He combed back his now loosened, un-styled hair, words lagging in ecstasy.

You’d taken him like a desperate trollop, and truthfully, you’d felt a bit cheap now that the act was done. But the way he smiled at you, and swiped his thumb under your eyes to clean up the little smears of makeup there made the moments after a little better.

“I wasn’t expecting that, you know…”

“Good. And, neither was I, for the record.”

His discarded shirt was balled around his knuckles as he dried off the perspiration leaking out of his skin, then he stood to redress himself when you found a seat on the couch.

“Well, keeping taking me by surprise like that, Calvert, and I just may have to return the favor sooner rather than later.” He kissed you with spit-slicked lips and groped around the stretch of your throat gingerly.

The way you had gone at him in only the first hour of being in his presence had you anticipating the many, many surprises that would unfold over the next three days while he had you across the world globe, all to himself.  

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[kingtylerreigns]

Slow Burn

INVOLVED: Tyler Carter and Mia Parker TIME FRAME: Thursday Evening, August 1, 2019 LOCATION: Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse, Tyler’s Penthouse; Houston, Texas SUMMARY: Tyler takes Mia out for dinner and they have a decent time before Tyler brings Mia back to his Penthouse. 

Tyler ran his hand over his fresh set of two braids, smirking to himself as he double checked his appearance in the mirror that was on his bedroom door. He ran his tongue over his teeth before he let out a content sigh, as he gazed over his plain white t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and black and white Nike Air Max 90’s. He looked good enough. Rubbing his short beard, Tyler snatched his phone, wallet, and keys up before he left the bedroom, locking the door behind him. He walked through the dorm suite, passing his roommates in silence as he did. Getting into the hallway, Tyler once again locked the door behind him before he leaned against the wall waiting for Mia as he gazed down the hallway at her door.

Mia looked herself over in the mirror as she rubbed some gloss over her lips. She wanted to style her braids, but she went against it and simply put half of them up in a ponytail. She tied her shirt off in the front before she grabbed the YSL bag Nova bought her for her birthday and moved to walk out her dorm room, spritzing some perfume over her thick frame. Mia moved past the living space, all but tip-toeing her way through as to not disturb anyone, especially Nova, before she exited the door and locked it behind herself. Releasing a breath, she didn’t know she was holding, Mia fixed her skirt around her hips and looked up, peering down the hall to see Tyler standing there.

Tyler slapped hands with a few guys as they moved down the hallway, while he continued to wait. He pulled his phone from his pocket, checking a few messages and sending a few out before he looked up to see Mia down the hallway. She looked downright sinful in her tight skirt that hugged her in all the right places. “Mmm,” he said to himself as he licked his lips. Pulling a toothpick from his pocket, he stuck it into his mouth as he walked over to her slowly. “You look good Mia,” he told her easily, his voice a bit deep and gruff as he stood over her.

Mia looked up to Tyler at his words and she tucked her lips in for a moment before she said, “thank you,” quietly to him. Her eyes looked down at his feet before they looked back up to match his gaze. “You look nice too,” she added softly as she held her purse in her hands.

Tyler’s lips curled into a cool smirk. “Thanks,” he said gently to her before he placed his hand in the middle of her back. “Shall we?” he questioned slightly as he began to lead the way, taking short strides so that he wouldn’t leave her behind in the hallway. As they reached the elevator, he looked down at her, shifting the toothpick around his mouth. “Ruth’s Chris sound good to you?” he asked her.

Mia hid her smile; she nodded her head at him as he placed his hand on her back and moved to walk down the hall with her. She stepped in her heels keeping in time with the tall man, as they reached the elevator before she looked up at him. At his question she hid her slight shock and nodded her head, “sounds good,” she told him cutely.

Tyler scrunched his nose at her playfully as he nodded his head. “Perfect, already set the reservation,” he admitted as they waited for the elevator to arrive. Removing his hand from her back, he shoved it into his pocket easily and as the doors rolled open, he smirked, clapping hands with one of their fellow residents. “Sup man,” he said coolly as they changed items. Tyler took the cash and easily slid it into his pocket before he looked at Mia stepping onto the elevator.

Mia smirked. “Okay,” she said bashfully to him as the doors opened for them. She looked to the other guy cutely nodding her head at him before she climbed into the elevator. She leaned back against the wall, one hand holding on the rail as she shifted the weight on her heels. She toyed with her braids for a moment before she said, “I like your hair,” to him.

Tyler moved into the elevator with ease, moving to the opposite side as Mia as he leaned against the wall, gazing at her with a small smirk. “Do you?” he asked her with a chuckle, rubbing his hands over the braids once more. “Just got it done,” he said, easily before he pushed off the wall, moving to her side of the elevator, crowding her space a little as he stood before her, pressing against her softly. “You braid?” he asked her curiously.

Mia nodded her head at him. “I do,” she breathed out quietly to him as she looked down again. As he approached her, she looked up, her breath hitching and her heart racing as he pressed himself against her. She nodded her head slowly at him, her eyes looking up into his. “Yeah,” she confirmed. “I do a little something-something,” she acknowledged to the man.

Tyler nodded slowly as he gazed down at her, his hand pressed into the cool wall behind her. Shifting the toothpick in his mouth, he asked, “you wanna start braiding my hair?” before he reached over and pressed the button for the lobby.  

“I can,” Mia said to him in a baby-like voice as he moved to press the lobby button. She looked to him before she looked away, the man was such a turn on for no real reason at all. She bit her lip for a moment before releasing it and she finally thought of Nova again, grabbing her phone out of her bag she text her to let her know she was gone before she tucked it back away.

“Cool,” Tyler said before he smiled down at her, his deep dimples creasing inward. Sliding his hand down the wall, he placed it on her thick hip, giving it a soft squeeze before he pulled away from her and moved back to his side of the elevator before it sounded, signaling they had reached their floor. “Ladies first,” he said with a smirk.

Mia looked down at his hand, looking away from him as he moved to the other side of the elevator. When the doors opened and he spoke, she nodded her head as she moved to walk off the elevator, averting her gaze from a few chicks she’d had a run in with as she walked past them.

Tyler watched Mia as she stepped out in front of him, quickly following behind her before he took note of her body language as they passed a group of random girls. Without hesitation he wrapped her up from behind, leaning down slightly to rest his chin on top of her head as he widened his stance, not wanting to step on the back of her heels as they moved through the lobby.

Mia continued to walk forward, ignoring whatever the women may have had to say as she felt Tyler wrapping her up and again, she smirked. Her heart fluttered a bit, rather he had done it on purpose or just because he wanted to it felt good. She continued to stay quiet as they moved for the exit, which ultimately led them into the parking garage that held everyone’s car in the dorm.

Tyler moved in sync with Mia, his arms coiled around her tightly as they walked and as they reached the parking garage, he slowly let her go, reaching into his pocket for his keys. After a moment, he hit the button unlocking the G-Wagon as he moved around to the passenger side, opening the door for Mia. He even held his hand out to help her in.

Mia exhaled a calming breath as the man let her go, moving towards his car she looked it over. She always wondered what the man actually did and how he could afford certain things. Whenever she asked Nova, her friend never seemed to know and assumed much like herself his family has money. Anyhow, Mia climbed into the car using his hand as leverage as she moved in the tight skirt and heels. “Thank you,” she breathed as she sat down and adjusted herself in the seat. Sitting her purse in her lap, she fastened herself with the seatbelt gently before she adjusted her skirt pulling it down her thighs a bit.

Tyler watched Mia’s ass as she climbed into the truck before he said, “you’re welcome.” Pulling the toothpick from his mouth, he tossed it aside, before closing her door for her and moving around the car. He slid in himself, starting it up before he took the time to turn his phone off and toss it into the glove compartment beside one of his pistols. With that done, he backed out of the space before throwing the car into drive and cruising out of the structure.

As Mia waited for him to climb in, she watched him as he took his phone, turned it off, and tossed it into his glove compartment next to a gun and she furrowed her brows before she looked away. Choosing not to judge him, as he pulled out and drove off. “This is a nice car,” she said to him as she looked it over, “I am sure it cost a lot,” Mia commented knowing for a fact Nova drove one and it was worth 60 thousand dollars itself.

Tyler looked over at Mia as he drove, and he nodded. “Thanks,” he said patting the dashboard a bit. “It’s one of my babies,” he admitted rubbing the leather dash before he placed his hand back on the arm rest. “Yeah,” he said, glancing at her as he came to a stoplight. “It was a pretty penny,” he said as he thought about it. He drove off the lot with it paid in full. “You drive a Nissan, right?” he asked curiously.

Mia looked to him, shifting her purse in her lap as she nodded her head at him quietly. “I do,” she said, it of course it wasn’t the car she would like to drive but it was what they could afford, and she was grateful. “It was a gift from my grandparents,” she told him looking out the window for a moment.

Tyler pulled off from the light, shifting in his seat as he nodded, listening to her. “That’s dope,” he said honestly before he asked. “What’s your dream car?”

Mia nodded her head for a moment before she thought about his question. “I don’t know honestly,” she breathed. “I guess I always liked BMW’s,” she confirmed to him. “My mother drives a beautiful BMW; my Dad gave it to her for their most recent anniversary gift….”

Tyler watched her out the corner of his eye, quiet, just listening as she spoke. “What model?” she asked her softly before he smiled. “That’s the type of shit I’m trying to be on one day when I’m wife’d up,” he told her easily as he moved down the street.

Mia shrugged lightly. “I don’t know much about cars honestly,” she said, “I don’t even remember the one my mother has,” she giggled slightly at herself. “She has a cute sun roof and peanut butter seats… I do know that,” she said with a small smile as she continued to look out the window. At his comment she nodded, “is that so?” she asked him quietly.

Tyler chuckled at her softly, reaching over with his freehand to gently rest it on her thigh. “No worries,” he said with a small smirk as he patted her there before bringing his hand back to himself. “Yeah, that’s so,” he said with a small nod as he pulled into the parking lot for the restaurant. Glancing at the time on the dashboard, he licked his lips, right on time. Pulling into a space, he turned the car off and slid from the car, quickly moving around to open Mia’s door for her.

As he placed his hand on her thigh, Mia brought her legs closer together, licking her lips as she looked down at it. He patted it and removed his hand and her heart beat started to slow after that. Arriving, she looked to the building then to him gratefully as he climbed out of the car and moved to help her out. Mia removed the seatbelt and grabbed her purse as she stepped down gently from his car prepared to eat, as if there was ever time, she wasn’t ready to eat.

Tyler helped Mia out of the car, closing the door behind her as he continued to hold her hand in his. With his freehand he locked the car before he began to gently tug her along, leading the way to the restaurant. As they entered, Tyler spoke up. “Hello,” he said easily. “Reservation for Carter,” he told the hostess. As the woman looked over the schedule, she nodded before saying, “right this way,” as she grabbed two menus and lead them back to one of their private party rooms that was set up just for Tyler and Mia.

Mia held Tyler’s hand; it was an odd satisfaction because she never quite knew what the man wanted from her, however when they were alone together it was as clear as crystal. She tried not to consume herself with his words and actions but what else were she to do. As they moved inside and approached the hostess, Mia stood there her other hand holding purse as she looked between the two. Moving with him again, she followed along to their table and she looked to Tyler.

Tyler entered the room as the hostess lead them and he thanked her before he released Mia’s hand, pulling her chair out for her and once she was seated, he pushed it in a little. Rounding the table, Tyler sat down himself and the hostess placed the menus on the table before them before saying, “your waiter will be with you shortly,” before she walked off. Tyler looked across the table at Mia and asked, “do I make you nervous?”

Mia looked to him as he pulled her chair out and she sat down; he could be such a gentleman sometimes he left her in awe. Once she was seated, she hung her purse on the back of her chair and looked to the menu, “thanks,” she told the woman before she looked at him. At his question she shook her head no, lying completely to him as she opened the menu averting her gaze now.

Tyler watched Mia closely as she shook her head no and a small smirk tugged his lips as she avoided his eyes. “Why do I make you nervous?” he asked her softly, not even bothering to pick up his own menu because he already knew what he wanted.

Mia looked at him at his next comment and she looked back down as she tried to think to herself. “I don’t know,” she shrugged lightly, “because--” she said thinking about what Nova has told her before in relation to this topic. “I don’t know why you want to be… around me?” she asked looking up again. “And… I am not used to guys like you… wanting a girl like me… to go on a date with…. them,” she struggled to get out.

Tyler’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Why wouldn’t I want to be around you?” he asked her gently before his lips turned down in a slight frown. “Mia…” he sighed out gently. “What is that supposed to mean? Girls like you?” he asked gently before he continued. “You must mean someone whose beautiful, smart, and a bit funny,” he said gently, “and to those guys I say, they’re dumb as fuck.”

Mia looked to him, ignoring the menu for now as he spoke, she shrugged her shoulders a bit at him, not wanting to tell him just why she said that. “Girls like me,” she reiterated, “a big girl,” she told him as if it was a matter-of-fact situation, you could hear the ‘duh’ laced in her tone. “Let’s not pretend, I am not small like those other chicks I see you staring down and smiling at,” she told him. “No sense in you denying it, like you don’t see me,” she said gesturing her. “Girls like me don’t get guys like you… or Aaron for that matter. Nova’s just lucky, she’s lost a decent amount of weight,” she sighed. “Everyone’s that guy…” she told him.

Tyler’s frown only deepened as Mia went on and he shook his head slowly. He couldn’t believe this was coming out of her mouth. Mia was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Granted, yes, he did mess around with a lot of girls, mostly thinner girls, that didn’t take away from the fact that he thought Mia was gorgeous. “Nothing wrong with a ‘big girl’,” he said gently before he sighed. “I do see you,” he told her as he reached across the table and took her hand into his, lacing their fingers slightly, “and that’s why I genuinely like you Mia.” At her diss towards Nova, he was slightly taken aback, and he tucked his lips inward. “I try not to be,” he said gently, his thumb stroking the back of her hand now.

Mia felt like his words was just thrown at her to make her not feel bad, which she didn’t because she was aware of herself. As he grabbed her hand to lace their fingers, she looked to it before she looked to him, still unable to read him and his actual emotions. It was Tyler after all. “Mhm,” she settled for, as she looked back down at the menu, “so that’s what this is?” she asked, “you like me?” she questioned as she looked back up.

Tyler continued to stroke the back of her hand until she asked her question and he released it slowly picking up his menu as he began to blush, his cheeks turning rose red as he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand. He shifted in his seat a little before he looked up at her with bashful eyes. “Yeah…”

Mia looked to him waiting for a response and when he released her hand, she felt like maybe she dove in far too deeply. When he looked up blushing however, she looked back down to her menu. “Mhm,” she said to herself quietly as she smirked. Mia read over the dishes before she asked him, “when did you realize that?” she pressed further, wanting to hear it.

Clearing his throat, Tyler looked around wondering where their waiter was. “I mean like…” he trailed off rubbing the back of his neck still. “First year,” he told her honestly as his eyes looked over the menu. She had him sweating now. Tyler wasn’t the heart on the sleeve kind of guy. He didn't talk about his feelings with people, but he knew that he had to with Mia and that made him nervous, shy even.

Mia looked up at that, she’d watch so many women come and go since then; how was that even possible? She licked her lip slowly despite her lip gloss and looked down confused. “Really?” she asked as she sat the menu down having made up in her mind what she wanted to eat as a whole. “I never thought you really noticed me…”

Tyler nodded slowly as he sat the menu aside once more. “I always noticed you,” he told her before the waiter finally came over. “Hi, my name is Chris, I’ll be your server for the evening,” the boy said quickly. “Can I get you two started with something to drink?” he asked, and Tyler looked to Mia, wanting her to order first.  

At his words, Mia smiled her heart began fluttering again in her chest. When the guy approached, she nodded her head, “can I have a glass of Moscato?” she asked the guy as she moved to reach in her bag and find her wallet to get her I.D for the guy. “Here you go,” she breathed holding it out for him.

The waiter checked Mia’s I.D. before he wrote down the drink order and turned to Tyler. “I’ll have the Ruth’s Manhattan,” Tyler said to the guy, not even bothering to reach for his I.D. before he turned back to Mia. The waiter looked to him, writing down the order before he looked between the two. “And would you like any appetizers?”

“I do,” Mia said nodding her head at the man. “I would like the chilled seafood tower and the sizzling blue crab cakes,” she said reading it from the menu.

Tyler looked to Mia as she ordered and he nodded slowly, looking to the young waiter as he wrote it down. “Anything else?” he questioned the couple and Tyler shook his head. “That’s all,” he told the kid before he looked back to Mia, recomposed now. “You be acting like you don’t like me.”

As the man walked away, Mia looked to him, pushing braids aside she turned her head away from him slightly. “No, I act as if these girls fuck you on the regular,” she replied as she looked to him out of the corner of her eyes before she turned to him again. Mia looked him over. “You can’t run game on me Ty, I won’t let you do that,” she told the man as she placed her I.D. away and moved to reapply some lip gloss before putting that back in her bag.

Tyler was slightly taken aback by her words and he bit his lip softly. “I ain’t running no game,” he told her gently with a shake of his head. He really needed to stop running around with these clucking ass hoes if he was ever going to truly bag Mia. This he knew but old habits die hard and they were just throwing it his way. “You think I take other girls on dates?” he asked her really wanting to know.

“I don’t know,” Mia said to Tyler. “It’s possible,” she told him as she rubbed her lips together. “You are telling me you don’t?” she asked him.

Tyler shook his head at her. “I don’t,” he told her truthfully. “Never have, never will.” Chris, there waiter, returned promptly with their drinks. “Here you go,” he said placing them on the table before the couple before he looked to Mia. “Just a few more minutes on those appetizers,” he told her before he asked the couple. “Were we ready to order?”

Mia looked to him, squinting she tried to figure out if he were lying or telling her the full truth. How could these chicks not get a meal out of him? “Thanks,” she said looking at the guy before she nodded. “I’ll have the T-bone steak, medium-well with a lobster tail,” she breathed, “mashed potatoes and lobster mac and cheese,” she listed off. As she did, she thought about what that might look like to Tyler, but she had to let it roll off her back and let it be.

Tyler watched Mia’s expression before he looked to the waiter as she ordered. Without missing a beat, he said, “I’ll have the filet mignon, medium-well, with the creamed spinach and grilled asparagus.” Chris wrote down their orders swiftly before another waiter came in with Mia’s appetizers. “Here you are,” the young woman said as she placed the items on the table before the couple. “I’ll go ahead and put your orders in,” Chris said easily as he moved with his co-worker out the room.

Mia nodded her head at the man and thanked the other waiter as they both disappeared. Looking to Tyler, she grabbed her napkin and placed it over her lap before she grabbed her fork and dipped into a crab cake chewing lightly. It was good, something she didn’t plan on hiding as she forked a bigger piece into her mouth chewing hungrily.

Gazing at her, Tyler watched as she began to eat her appetizers and he smiled softly. His tongue rolled over his lips and he head rested in his hands, elbows on the table, as he just gazed. Reaching for his drink, he took a long slow sip of the strong drink that would have absolutely no effect on him. “Good so far?” he asked her wanting to know. He came here often and if the service wasn’t up to par, it was going to be a problem.

“Mhm,” Mia said to him as she forked more food into her mouth chewing happily. “It’s good,” she told him covering her mouth with her hand. She moved her fork to the other appetizer pulling some crab meat out of the shell and putting it into her mouth. “Mmm,” she moaned her eyes rolling into the back of her head for a moment as she placed a shrimp into her mouth chewing lightly and placing the tail aside.

Tyler rolled his tongue over his lips slowly as Mia told him it was good, her moans also letting him know that she was enjoying it. The only problem was her moans were also giving him a bit of a problem. Shifting in his seat, he looked down at himself, standing at attention like he was in middle school. Pull yourself together! He told himself as he cleared his throat, taking a calming breath as he relaxed. “Glad you’re enjoying it,” he told her. “This is one of my favorite places.”

Mia licked her lips moving back to the crab cakes and she moaned again softly, food was a big comfort to her. It could brighten her entire day and changed her mood around 360, if she let it, and if it were good enough. She swallowed the food and took a sip of her wine, cleaning her palate. “It is?” she asked him, not imagining someone spending all this money all the time for a meal. She picked her fork back up, finishing the crab cakes off before she moved back to the seafood tower.

“Yeah,” Tyler told her honestly. “I come here maybe once or twice a month,” he admitted with a small hum as he sipped more of his drink down. Shifting once more, he looked in his lap, with a sigh, happy to see his problem was no longer a problem. “What’s your favorite restaurant?” he asked her curiously.

Nodding her head, she ate all the crab meat out of the containers and looked to him. “I can’t say,” she told him. “I love food too much to narrow it down. I like Panera a lot, Red Lobster, Bonefish Grill, any Popeyes joint there is,” Mia listed as she continued to eat mindful of the food in her mouth, she only spoke after having swallowed it. “Outback Steakhouse, Longhorn,” she went on.

As Mia answered him, Tyler nodded slowly just taking it all in and storing it for later. “Popeyes though,” he said with a chuckle, “they be hitting in the clutch.” As he continued to watch her, Tyler tilted his head to the side. She was always curious to him. Often times she was so quiet and reserved but then there were times just moments ago when she was getting a little feisty with him. He absolutely loved it. Chris and their second wait returned then with their plates. “We have the T-bone and lobster tail,” the woman said sitting the plate close to Mia and Chris sat Tyler’s before him. “Filet mignon.” The two waiters looked between the couple before Chris said, “will you two be needing anything else?”

Mia continued to eat, putting away a good portion of the seafood tower, not bothering the lobster tail and claws per say considering how messy they could get. She sat her fork down and wiped her hands off before she said, “yeah, you don’t have to spend a million dollars on me to make me happy,” she told him as she took another sip of her wine. As their food arrived, she smiled. “Mmm,” she said to the food before her, it looked amazing. “No, thank you,” she said to the man as she looked back down to the plate. Just the smell alone was enough. Mia grabbed her knife and fork, simply cutting into a piece of meat to make sure it was cooked to her liking before she tasted a piece and undoubtedly Mia moaned again at the taste, it was so tender and so well-seasoned it didn’t even need steak sauce. “It cuts like butter,” she said with a soft moan as she cut another piece and popped it into her mouth, “mm, mm, mm.”

Tyler looked to the two waiters shaking his head. “No thank you, we’re good.” The two walked away before Tyler turned his attention to his plate. He picked up his knife and fork, cutting the filet up completely before he looked to Mia as she once more began to moan and groan as she ate. “Mia,” he said to her, his eyes big as he gazed at her. “You might want to stop that,” he told her in a warning tone, because if she didn’t he might find himself balls deep inside of her in the back of his truck and she deserved so much better than that but she was slowly but surely waking the beast. Finished cutting up the meat, Tyler brought his fork to his mouth.

When he called her name, Mia looked to him chewing lightly on the meat, at his expression of words she figured she might have been embarrassing him. So, she shut up, falling silent as she ate, and she nodded her head at him as she continued to cut some meat up and pop it into her mouth. Mia took another sip of wine keeping her head low as she tasted the mac and cheese, it was too good, they were heavy on the lobster meat and she appreciated that greatly. Then she moved the mashed potatoes quietly tasting those as well.

Tyler smiled at Mia as she grew quiet and he continued to eat his meal happy that she complied. He didn’t want to do her like he did other girls, but had she kept on, he just might have. Moving to his spinach, he ate some of it in silence before he looked at her, just taking her. “Always have the best food,” he commented as he ate some of the asparagus, sipping more of his drink down.

Mia looked to him, nodding her head at his statement as she ate some more food looking down for a moment. She cut more food up, sighing softly to herself, she felt embarrassed for having embarrassed him and she could feel the tears burning in the back of her eyes, but she swallowed it down, swallowing a large lump as she took another sip of her wine. She moved between her lobster, the mac, mashed potatoes, and steak in no order at all as she divided and conquered the food silently.

Tyler heard her sigh and her looked to her with a soft gaze. “What’s wrong?” he asked her curiously as he ate more of his food, loving every minute of it. Watching her closely now, he leaned forward slightly. “Is it the food?”

Mia didn’t answer right away, and she shook her head at his next question. “Was I embarrassing you?” she asked him quietly, they were in a private room however she was whispering as if to hide the conversation from people that weren’t even there. If he confirmed what she thought, she rather it had been done discreetly so that she could effectively sort her emotions and her feelings verses being embarrassed more.

Tyler’s neck jerked back at her question and his eyebrows furrowed together. “What, no!” he said quickly, shaking his head. “Why would you…” he trailed off quickly before he said, “Mia!” almost shocked before he began chuckling. “I told you to stop because that shit is a big fucking turn on and I was over here getting hard,” he told her honestly.

As he denied it, Mia nodded her head and when he posed a question, she looked to him head on. Either he was bullshitting her or honestly confused. As he called her name, she tilted her head a bit as she sat her fork and knife down, he explained himself and her eyes grew wide. “Oh,” Mia said breathed out as she picked her fork back up. “I’m sorry,” she said truly apologetic to him. “I didn’t know of course,” she added as she stuffed some food into her mouth, she couldn’t imagine her simple gesture making his dick hard by no means.

Tyler blushed slightly as Mia buried herself back into her plate and he did the same. What was he? 13? Licking his lips clean, he took another bite of his filet, finishing it off before he focused on the remainder of his food, the vegetables. “Yeah…” finally breathed out. “You don’t have to apologize, it’s me,” he said before another chuckle passed him because he honestly couldn’t believe it himself. He was 23 and more than experience getting hard over a moan that had nothing to do with him. He really needed to get his shit together.

Mia looked to him again and nodded, she didn’t think she had that kind of power, but she guessed she was wrong. She forked more food into her mouth and looked to him only for a slight moment before dropping her gaze; she wondered what it looked like. The thought made her blush, she had only seen one other penis her entire life, and even then, she and the guy didn’t go all the way. She knew the little white boy didn’t really like her and she knew herself she only dated him because she didn’t think she could ever snag much else honestly.

Tyler grew quiet as he finished his food, licking his lips as he pushed the plates away, stacking them for the waiter’s convenience. Sitting back now, he used his napkin to wipe his mouth and hands. “Why you blushing?” he asked her with a smirk. “I’m the one embarrassed,” he said shaking his head at himself.

Mia stuffed a mouthful of mac and cheese into her mouth as she finally looked up at him fully, his questioned caused her lips to curl and she shook her head as she continued to chew her food and swallow it down. “Nothing,” she finally said before she took another sip of her wine. “Don’t be embarrassed,” she offered as she looked back down and placed more food into her mouth.

Tyler smirked at her slightly as he picked up his drink and downed the rest without a care. Placing the glass back on the table, Tyler sat back again, gazing across at Mia. “Did you want anything for dessert?” he asked her.

Mia continued to eat; she would definitely finish all of her food in this sitting. She had room for it and clearly Tyler was not going to judge her at all if she did, so why play coy? Mia looked to him and she nodded. “I did, but I may not be able to finish it if I got it,” she told him finishing the mac and lobster, solely focusing on her steak and mash.

Tyler gazed at Mia before he said, “I’ll share it with you.” That was simple enough. He still had plenty of room to eat more and he could go for something sweet, outside of tasting her.

Mia smiled at that. “Sure, we can share,” she said back to him as she continued to eat. “I wanted the cheesecake, do you like cheesecake?” she asked him as she swallowed her food down, placing more steak in her mouth finishing it and the mash off.

Tyler watched her devour the food and his mouth salivated a bit, because that’s how he wanted to devour her. “I like cheesecake,” he said, trying to get his head out of the gutter. “Let me grab our waiter and let him know,” he said as he cleared his throat before he stood from the table, adjusting himself in his jeans a little. Walking out the room, Tyler found Chris and informed him that they’d like cheesecake and the check before he returned to his seat across from Mia.

Mia nodded at him, “okay,” she said watching as he got up fixing himself and she kept her smile in until he disappeared. She stacked her plates up and set them aside as he returned to sit across from her. She looked at him for a second before she looked away wondering if he’d try to make a pass at her by the end of the night. Unsure of what she would say or do, maybe she’d even let him get some.

Tyler rested in his seat, gazing at Mia with a small smirk on his lips as Mia looked away from him. Within minutes of his request, Chris was rushing in with their cheesecake and the check and Tyler pulled his wallet from his pocket, handing the boy his black American Express as he picked a clean fork wanting Mia to get the first bite. Chris took the card and rushed off to close out their tab.

Mia looked to the guy as he brought over their dessert and she picked up the only other clean fork she had and dipped into it, sticking it into her mouth and involuntarily she moaned at the taste, it was one of her favorite desserts of all times.

Tyler watched Chris run off before he looked at Mia as she took a bite and moaned. His jaw slacked a bit and he shifted in his seat, as he took a bite himself, trying to remain calm and collected despite the fact that he was hard enough to cut rocks. “Girl,” he said after he swallowed his mouthful, his dimples creasing as he gazed at her hard with darkened eyes.

“It’s good,” Mia replied back to him knowingly. “I can’t help it,” she offered as she stuck more into her mouth.

Tyler looked at her, his mouth watering even more. “Finish your cheese cake,” he told her gently as Chris returned and he signed the bill before slipping his card back into his wallet. He pulled out three hundred-dollar bills and laid them on the table for a tip as he looked at Mia with so much lust.

Mia nodded her head at him. She continued to eat the medium sized round cheesecake as the waiter returned. Mia looked to the size of the tip and her eyes grew a bit before her tongue licked the fork as she thought to herself again, what did the man do. She stuck the strawberries that sat on the side into her mouth and chewed them lightly before she stuck another piece of cheesecake into her mouth happily.

Tyler watched as Mia’s pink tongue jutted out of her mouth to lick her fork and he bit back a groan as he closed his eyes, shaking his head. This woman was about to make him bust in his pants and he hadn’t even touched her. She was clearly going to be the death of him.

“Mm,” Mia said as she too finished the cheesecake, God she was greedy she thought to herself sitting her fork down. She lifted her glass and drank down all of her wine slowly before she looked to him. “Thank you for dinner, it was amazing,” she told him with a cute smile.

Tyler opened his eyes and looked to her as she finished the cake and he shifted slightly. “You’re welcome,” he told her as he took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly as he calmed himself. “You ready?” he asked her as he moved to stand up, holding his hand out to her, his other hand adjusting himself once more.

Mia nodded her head. “Yeah,” she said as she turned grabbing her purse and grabbing his hand as she moved to stand up.

Tyler held her hand in his, pulling her close to him as he rested his forehead against hers. “You don’t even know the level of self-control,” he said with a chuckle before he pulled away slightly, still holding her hand as he led them out of the building and to the car. Once there, Tyler gently pressed her against the vehicle’s passenger side, his hard body pressed against hers as he brushed his nose against hers.

Having a man lust after her in this manner was something Mia had never known, but it also felt damn good. At his words she looked up at him innocently, keeping her smirk to herself as they moved out of the building and towards the car. As they approached the car and he pressed her against the it, she looked up at him with parted lips. She pulled her bottom one into her mouth as she waited to see what he would do, her heart racing.

Tyler continued to let his nose brush against hers before he reached up, gently touching her chin for her to release her lip before he leaned in and captured them. He was gentle, loving even as he kissed her slowly, his tongue gently rolling over her lips asking for an entrance teasingly before he pulled away and pressed the button on the handle, unlocking the door.

Mia felt his hand and it sent shivers down her spine as she released her lip and allowed him to crash his into hers. She kissed him back savoring the feeling as if she would never get it again, she closed her eyes as she felt him tongue only for him to pull away. She licked her lips as she tried to calm her breathing and her beating heart; he unlocked the door and she turned to it moving to climb back inside as she had done before.

Tyler opened the door as Mia turned and he made sure she was in the car properly before he closed the door behind her. Moving around the vehicle before he slid in and started the car, backing out of the space. He pulled from the lot and cruised down the street, headed towards his penthouse, a few blocks away from the school.

Mia sat her purse in her lap once more, she buckled herself up as the man backed out and drive down the road. Tonight, had been good; she ate good, had an interesting conversation, and she even got a kiss. Not too bad for little ‘ole Mia she thought as she looked out the window.

Tyler drove the short distance to his place before pulling into the parking structure and pulling into his space, right next to his motorcycle. He looked over at Mia before he said, “you’re about to be the first person to ever see my real place,” he told her honestly before hopping out of the car and rounding it to help her out.  

Mia watched the boy not necessarily go where she thought he was, and she furrowed her brows before he pulled up to the building. At his words she looked to him and nodded. “You have an apartment too?” she asked so confused, why would he ever have both? Why pay for both? What in the hell did he do? As he got up, she unbuckled her seatbelt and looked to the parking lot around them wondering if anything suspicious was about to happen.

“A penthouse, but yes,” Tyler told her gently as he helped her out of the car. After she was out of the car, he reached into the glove compartment for his phone before he shut it. He looked to her as he closed the door, locking the car with the remote. “C’mon,” he said as he took her hand once more, moving into the lobby of the tall building. Tyler greeted the doorman and the concierge before he moved for the elevator, pressing the button. The doors rolled open quickly and he stepped into the elevator with Mia, pressing the P button.

Mia climbed out of the car and she looked to him wildly. “Tyler are you up to something?” she asked him seriously. “How can you afford all of this?” she asked really wanting to know. She walked with him, purse in hand, as they made their way to the elevator. Mia could not deny her feet was killing her in the tall heels, she had no clue why she had actually done it to herself, they were not comfortable never had been. She leaned against the wall shifting her weight a bit as he pressed P waiting for the door to open.

Tyler looked to Mia his eyebrows furrowing. What could he possibly be up to? “No,” he told her easily as he gazed at her. At the question, he told her, “I have a very lucrative job.” The elevator rode up slowly and he watched as Mia leaned against the wall. The doors rolled open and Tyler walked down the hallway, punching a code into the keypad at the door before he opened it, allowing Mia to step inside before him.

Mia shifted on her feet as they road the metal box and when they arrived on the floor, she walked with him, seeing him punch in the code and she walked inside, taking a look around. “What the hell?” Mia breathed to herself as she walked in further; she stopped short reaching to unbuckle the heels from her ankles and kicking them off by the door. You would assume she would have more etiquette, however in the moment her feet hurt too much to care. She took it all in, “how?” she asked herself convinced this had to be his parents and he were just flodging.

Tyler smirked at her words as she entered and he moved inside behind her, letting the soft close door shut without a sound behind him. “I’ve had it for a while,” he admitted softly as he tossed his keys into the bowl sitting on the table beside the door. “I told you, I have a very lucrative job.” Picking up Mia’s discarded heels, he walked further into the penthouse, following behind her with a small smirk at her astonishment.

Mia clutched the purse in her hands and moved into the kitchen looking around. “Damn,” she said at the sight. “You cook?” She asked, she could already picture herself throwing down in it. It was massive and not to mention the view was breathtakingly beautiful too. His answer was an answer, but it was too discreet for her. “Art brings you this?” She asked still not buying it. “If so I’m in the wrong business…”

Tyler watched Mia closely as she moved around the place, just taking it all in. “I do not,” he said answering the question easily. “I usually eat on campus or out,” he admitted. There were bare necessities in the fridge. Water, alcohol, fruit, and a few meal prepped meals that he could just pop in the oven and heat up. “Nope,” he told her with a chuckle, amused at how she was trying to piece it all together. “I make good money selling my art through,” he told her. Moving away from the kitchen Tyler said, “be right back,” as he moved up the steps, her shoes still in hand. He moved into his bed room resting her shoes down next to a pair of his before he sat on the bed and took his own sneakers off.

Mia looked to him as if he were crazy, wow, to think he had this large kitchen and made no homecooked meals in it. What a waste. At his answer, she just looked to him stumped, if it were going to be a secret, she’d just have to remain nosey. “Mhm,” Mia said as she walked around a little more, finding herself in his sitting area. She looked around, trying to see any trace of a woman not believing she was the first to come here. Why would he not use this place to lure dumb women into, just to fuck? It made perfectly good sense, when it then hit her, was she one of them as she squinted her eyes.

Tyler removed his shoes before he sat them aside and moved back down the steps, looking for Mia. When he found her, he walked up behind her, pulling her down into his lap as he sat on the couch. He let out a sigh, having finally fully calmed himself down now. So, he had no worries as he held her in his lap. Sitting back, gazing at her, his hand brushing some of her braids back some as he just took her in. “Do you have any siblings?” he asked her curiously.

Mia pursed her lips before she decided in her own mind that she had to trust him and the process, he could have been telling the truth. One thing she did know about him was that he was private, so maybe this was just something he kept to himself, well until now. When he surfaced again and pulled her down into his lap, she stumbled back slightly looking at him over her shoulder as he got comfortable, she tried to pull her skirt down a bit. Leaning back, she placed her bag aside before she nodded. “Yes, a little brother,” she told him as she pulled the skirt down again for good measure. “We call him JJ, he’s 14 years old…”

Tyler bit his lip as Mia adjusted in his lap and he thought about her skirt before saying. “Did you want to put on something more comfortable? You can raid my drawers and closet,” he said pointing up towards his room. As she told him about her brother, he nodded with a small smile. “I have a little sister myself, Aria, she’s 16,” he told her.

“Nah, I am fine,” Mia said to him, she’d convinced herself that quick that realistically she couldn’t fit anything he had to offer anyway. Mia looked back at him and smiled, “how cute,” she commented. “What is she like?” she asked him curiously.

Tyler frowned at Mia slightly. “You sure?” he asked her before he said, “I’m not just trying to get you out of your skirt either,” he told her. “I want you to be comfortable.” At the question, Tyler snorted. “Aria is…” he trailed off before saying, “a lot like my mother,” he admitted. “She’s a free spirit and a bit of a wild child,” he told her before he stood up, hoisting Mia into his arms, holding her bridal style as he walked them up the steps to his room.

“Yeah, I probably can’t fit it anyway, so I will be fine,” Mia told him honestly. As he described his sister, she nodded her head. “Well, you don’t think you’re a wild child yourself?” she asked honestly, a small giggle leaving her lips at her own words. When he stood up, hoisting her up to, Mia squealed fearfully. “Tyler!” she said through clenched teeth. “Put me down, are you crazy?” she asked as he moved for the steps, all the while carrying her with no problem at all. She covered her face, her cheeks turning bright red as he entered what she assumed was his bedroom.

Tyler shook his head at her, gently popping her hip as he carried her. “Hush that,” he said to her softly. “I have plenty that you can fit,” he told her knowingly. Men’s sizes ran bigger than women’s, plus he wasn’t a tiny guy himself. He was muscular and a bit stocky even. “I guess I can be, but I think I’m pretty chill,” he told her as he sat her down on the bed. Tyler moved for his drawers, pulling out a pair of sweats and a t-shirt for Mia. “The bathroom is right over there,” he said pointing before he pulled his white t-shirt over his head.

Mia closed her mouth and she nodded at his command, as he sat her down, she smirked at his comeback as well. “Okay,” she told him accepting the clothes and she got up moving to his bathroom, a night cap? Hm, she thought as she came out of her top after closing the door. She replaced her skirt and shirt with his items and she quickly folded them before she moved back out of the bathroom with them in her hand and she looked to him. Her mouth opened as she eyed his body, the man was fine, that she knew but this just amplified it for her. She licked her lips slowly and continued to stare as she tried to get her feet to move.

Tyler glanced at Mia as she resurfaced from the bathroom in his clothes and he smirked at her. She looked good in anything. Stepping out of his jeans, he tossed them into the hamper and stood there in his boxer briefs as he shuffled through his drawer before he pulled out another pair of sweats, sliding them on. He glanced back, noticing Mia still in the same spot and he licked his lips as he said, “you good?” and laid out on the bed.

Mia watched him, just taking him in and she nodded her head unable to speak. Now she finally understood why hoes flocked, hell she might have too if she wasn’t raised better. She blinked a few times before she sat her things aside and moved for his bed, slowly sitting down her eyes still taking in his chest.

Watching Mia as she watched him, Tyler bit back a smirk, his dimples creasing inward deeply. His ripped chest and abs were on full display for her to see, along with his tattoos. As he sat on the bed slowly, he reached for the remote and turned on the TV, though he had zero plans of watching it. “C’mere,” he said softly as he sat the remote aside and reached for her.

Mia looked to him as he smirked, she glanced at his dimples which happened to be her favorite feature on him. She hung her head down as she continued to take his body in and when he called for her, she went, no hesitation. Mia crawled to him, her bottom lip her in her mouth again as she bit down on it. “Yes,” she said in her baby soft voice as she looked to him.

Tyler held her gaze as she crawled to him and he pulled her to him, his arms coiling around her as he held her flush against his chest. His head back against the pillow as he closed his eyes as he just relished in the feeling of her warm, soft body against his. God, he wanted her so bad, but he wanted to take things slow with her because he didn’t want to mess anything up. Lifting his head slowly, he caught her lips in a warm kiss.

Mia's heart began to beat rapidly again, being this close to his hard body like this was making her melt. As he pulled her into a hug practically, holding her to him she laid her head on his chest. She didn’t know what else to do, she looked at him as he closed his eyes and she put her head back down for a moment. He arms draped, holding her as she looked back up watching him, expecting something more but not really bring sure, when he kissed her again of course she kissed him back.

Tyler kissed Mia’s lips sweetly, a groan passing him softly as his hand slid from her back to her ass, holding her there. His large hand palmed her ass, caressing it gently as his tongue slipped into her mouth.

Mia continued to kiss the man back, her eyes rolling close as she felt his hand move to her ass and her heart began to beat a little harder, if that was even possible to do. As he caressed her ass with his large hand Mia allowed his tongue the entrance that it wanted, and she moaned softly at the feel as she opened her mouth a little wider drinking him down.

Tyler’s other hand slid to her ass, both hands now splayed there as she laid on top of him. His tongue roamed her mouth as she granted him full access and he took the time to learn her. A hand moved back up her back, slipping under the shirt to tenderly caress her spine as the other gripped her ass firmly.

Mia moaned again as he held her ass by both of his hands now, the feel of their strength causing her to moan as he gripped her. His tongue was dominating her mouth, as she tried to keep up in time with his expert French kissing. She inhaled sharply as his hand moved under her shirt to all while if other still firmly gripped a handful of ass.

Tyler swallowed her moan, his dick twitching to life once more at the sound and the feel of her body against him. His fingers trailed up and down her spine softly before his hand on her ass shifted to her thick hip and he carefully rolled them over, easily fitting himself between her legs as one hand pressed into the mattress, the other stroking her thigh as he continued to devour her mouth.

Mia moaned again against his lips, her lungs were burning, damn he was good at this. She felt his hand move to her hip and she moved in time with him as he flipped them over fitting himself between her thighs. As he continued to kiss her, seeming as if it was deepened by the second Mia pushed against him only slightly catching her breath as she inhaled deeply. “I have to be honest with you, I haven't really done this before,” Mia confessed, yeah, she’d been penetrated but she’d never gone all the way with any man.

Tyler pulled back slightly as she pushed against him and he took a breath, refilling his lungs. At her words, he felt as if he hadn’t taken a breath at all. Lifting himself even more, he hovered over her, his hands pressed him to the mattress, keeping him up. “What like had sex outside of a relationship?” he asked her curiously.

As he leaned up off her body, she looked him in the eye and fidgeted with her hands. He would think so much less of her; she was an idiot; she could have just taken it without him knowing. But the thought was wrong, and she knew it. Mia licked her lips and said, “had sex at all,” barely above a whisper she said it averting her gaze again.

At her confession, Tyler’s facial expression changed from one of confusion to one of realization and he sat back on his knees before her. “Oh…” he said softly. He gazed at her, shocked almost. “Did you want to do this or were you telling me so we could chill?” he asked her softly. “I don’t want to hurt you Mia,” he said out-right, “and if you’re not ready that’s cool…”

Mia looked to him as he sat up, she didn’t know how to tell him how she felt. “I do, but I’m nervous, and I thought you should know I wasn’t like everyone else,” she said seriously. “I am not experienced in it and I haven’t really been with a guy I trusted,” she said easily. “I trust you…” she told him, having pictured them making love before once or twice despite herself. She done it with other guys too, but those guys were not serious, and she never trusted them.

Tyler gazed at Mia with soft eyes, rubbing his hand over his braided back hair as he listened to her. “Are you sure?” he asked her softly. “Once I have it Mia, I can’t give it back,” he told her gently, leaning in slightly as he reached out and tenderly stroked her cheek.

Mia looked to Tyler as he asked her if she was sure. She shrugged, what was there to lose, it was just sex right? Fun and games. Mia nodded her head, “I know, I am 21 Tyler. I am a woman,” she said out-right.

At her words, Tyler couldn’t help but to chuckle at her. “Not quite yet,” he said in a soft-tone as he continued to stroke her face. It wasn’t like he hadn’t popped virgins before, it just this was Mia. He actually cared about her. He wanted her first time to be something special and as much as he liked her, he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be that person for her, though he knew he could give her a very memorable experience. Biting his lip, he stroked her cheek once more before he kissed her lips. “At any time if you want to stop, just say so,” he told her softly.

At his words Mia tucked her lips in, the feel of him stroking her cheek soothing to her. She nodded her head at him; she wouldn’t deny she had wondered what he felt like inside her because she did. Mia was easily turned on by him and clearly, he was turned on by her so why not give it a try and see what happens. See if it feels right. Mia nodded her head at him. “Okay,” she said to him softly.

Tyler pecked her lips once more as he calmed his own nerves and laid himself back against her gently, a bit softer this time around. With a small smile and a sigh, he kissed her lips before he found himself moving to her neck and jawline, kissing and nipping there. His warm hands moved under the shirt, gently exploring her stomach.

Mia looked to him and she pecked him back, when his body moved over hers again, she moved her hands at his waist holding him there. As he kissed her lips and then her neck, toying with her jawline as well she closed her eyes. His hands moved under her shirt again and it gave her body chills all over, she loved the feel of that. Mia parted her legs a little wider as the heat between her legs grew at his simple actions.

Tyler’s hands glided over her soft stomach with ease as he sucked on her neck, leaving a very small love mark as he marked his territory. Slowly he moved down her body as he pushed the shirt up and he rested back slightly, kissing her stomach as he raised the shirt more until he was tugging it off of her gently. With it out of the way, he took the time to take her in and he smiled.

Mia licked her lips as they went dry from the feel of his hands roaming her body beneath the shirt, she was sporting. As he pushed the shirt up, she opened her eyes and looked down at him, lifting her arms as he moved to tug it off. She bit her lip, a blush creeping up over her face as he gazed at her flesh tone laced see-through bra.

“Damn,” was all Tyler could say as he took her in. She was truly a beautiful sight to behold, all brown skin and plush curves. Tossing the shirt aside, Tyler leaned down and captured her nipple through the lace bra as he closed his eyes, suckling gently. He was going to take his time on her and truly prepare her for what was in store because once he started, he didn’t plan to stop.

Mia looked to Tyler as he continued to roam her body, his words making her giggle slightly to herself. That coming from him was the self-esteem boost she needed, truthfully. As he leaned down suckling her nipple through her bra, her pussy grew wet for him and she hummed softly appreciating the feel of that. “Mm,” she mustered as she moved her acrylic nail covered hands to his strong arms holding him gently.

Tyler’s tongue worked over her nipple through the thin material, his piercing moving along before he finally tugged the bra cup down and captured her nipple fully. He sucked sweetly; eyes closed as he did so. Slowly he reached around her body, unhooking her bra before he pulled it from her arms and moved to her other nipple, showing it the same attention.

Mia tried not to be so vocal and just sit back and enjoy the experience, but his tongue felt so good against her warm skin. “Mmm,” she moaned out loudly as he pulled the cup down and took her nipple into his mouth fully. She arched her back a little; he was such a fucking turn on, her body practically did as he wished. She moaned again softly as he removed her bra capturing her other nipple in his mouth as he hands slid to the back of his head. Finger gently running through his two braids and as her nails gently ran across his scalp. “That feels good,” she told him in a baby soft voice.

Tyler let her moans drive him now. Instead of being embarrassed, he used his arousal to his advantage. She was arching and moaning for him and it was all going straight to his head. Her hands ran over his hair and he looked up at her with a smirk. If she thought his mouth was working wonders on her nipples, then she was in for a treat because he was extremely talented. He groaned out a response to her before he was kissing back down her stomach, licking and kissing at stretch marks here and there, as he hooked his fingers into the waistbands of the sweats she was wearing and her underwear. He looked up at her now, gazing into her eyes for approval.

Mia exhaled slowly as she continued to run her hands through his hair, she didn’t know why she was urged to do so, she hadn’t been this involved with the other guy she messed with. However, she wanted to touch and feel every inch of him as her hands moved to his shoulder gripping him there. As he kissed down her stomach she looked down, watching the way he nurtured her stretch marks and she laid her head back, her heart fluttering once more at the simple action. As his hands moved to work these sweatpants and her nude thong down her body, she bit her lip, looking down at him again, she matched his gaze before she tucked her lips in finding a smirk and a bit of excitement. She lifted her hips a bit as she assisted him in taking the pants and panties down wanting to feel more, needing to feel more.

Tyler gazed up at Mia with sweet eyes as she lifted her hips for him. He smirked back at her, gently tugging the articles of clothing down her legs and off of her feet, tossing them aside. Now here she was, laid out before him completely naked and his mouth salivated for her. God damn she was a sight to see. After taking a moment to appreciate her in all her glory, Tyler rested on his stomach between her legs as he gripped her thighs, spreading her open for him. He pushed one thigh back against her stomach and the other flat against the bed as he licked his lips, gazing at her pretty brown and pink pussy. “Damn Mia,” he groaned out, looking at her just glistening for him.

Mia bit down on her bottom lip again as he shimmed the bottoms off of her lower half and placed them aside. She looked up at the ceiling, butterflies dancing around in her stomach unsure of what to expect from him next. She looked down when she hadn’t felt him budge, watching as he gazed over her thick frame and she bit her lip a little harder; he was memorizing her every crease and crevice. As he gripped her thighs parting them Mia dropped her head back against the bed again unused to the feeling of a man handling her in this manner. At his words she looked down again, a raised brow sporting her face, unsure of why he said what he did, she hadn’t done anything. She tucked her lips inwards as her hands instinctively covered her chocolate nipples gently.

Tyler stared at her a little longer, just admiring her before he finally leaned in, taking her whole pussy into his mouth, lips, slit, clit, and all. His entire mouth enveloped her sweet core as he sucked softly. He released after a moment, groaning at the pure taste of her before he dove back in, his tongue sweeping up and down the length of her slit from top to bottom, and then bottom to top.

Mia cupped her breast in her small hands, and she moaned softly as his mouth seemingly feasted from her depths. She looked down at him and for once she knew what Nova meant when she talked about Aaron eating her out. She arched her back slightly at the feel, wow, she had actually been missing a lot, she thought to herself quietly as she shivered at the feel of his tongue teasing her.

Tyler took his time, using his tongue to part her lips until he found her clit and he circled the bundle gently, flicking back and forth against it with the tip of his tongue, his tongue ring giving a cool contrast from the warmth of his tongue. Groaning softly, he wrapped her thighs up in his arms as he lapped at her, sucking her clit into his mouth as he did. Opening his eyes, he looked up at her as he did, watching her expression.

“Oh God,” Mia whimpered as he used his tongue to entice her clit, something on her fingers only ever had the pleasure of doing; and if she had to be honest his way felt so much better. “Oh goodness,” she said her hands finding his head of hair again as he caused another moan to escape her.

Tyler smirked around his mouthful of her at her words and feeling her hands on the back of his head, he dove deeper. His thick muscle slid down to find her opening, gently circling the lining there before he slipped his tongue inside of her, moaning at how sweet she tasted once again. He spread his thick tongue out inside of her, swirling it against her ridges and walls before he began to stroke her with it, one of his hands moving from her thigh to her clit, circling it softly to the thrust of his tongue.

Mia held his head in her hands, mindful as she did however, she didn’t want him to move or stop what he was doing truly. She looked down feeling his tongue dip inside of her and she bit back a gasp at the feel of that, each sensation he gave was something new and unexplored. Oh, course her own fingers had explored her body but again this happened to be very different. As he pushed in and out of her, his fingers finding her clit, strumming her there she whined again. Dropping her head back against the pillow as she closed her eyes the temperature rising in the space around them.

Tyler heard her whine and he smirked slightly, his tongue rolling inside of her with ease because of how wet she was, but he was a bit worried about if she could take all of him. Fingers rolling her clit between them, he slowly began to press his tongue deeper inside of her. Pulling back, he a bit he returned his mouth to her clit, sucking and lapping as he gently pressed a finger inside of her slowly.  

Mia unknowingly gripped his head of hair as he dipped his tongue further into her depths. When he removed it and returned it back to her clit, she released another soft moan into the room. His finger wiggled it way into her heat and moaned at the feeling. “Mm,” she hummed softly as she looked down to him loosen her grip on his head of hair.

Tyler looked up at her as she loosened her grip on his hair and he smiled around her button, his ring flicking back and forth across it as he gently stroked his finger inside of her, pushing past his knuckle until he had fully sunk the finger. She was extremely tight. That was clear to him and his dick throbbed at the thought. He stroked that finger in and out of her before he gently added a second as he kissed up her body to her lips, capturing them as he worked slowly but surely to insert that second finger.

As he smirked, Mia blushed again before she leaned back once more feeling his finger and tongue work in time. Her hands released his head completely to cup her breast once more as he pulled his lips away causing her to moan. Why’d he stop? As he kissed back up her body, she looked to him feeling the pressure of another finger. She kissed his lips back moaning softly at the taste of herself, hm, she never tasted her own nectar before. She drank the taste of herself down as he pushed a second finger into her.

Tyler moaned against her lips, kissing her hungrily as he sunk his second finger into her, stretching her out in preparation. Gently, he worked those two fingers, being careful not to hurt her as he did. Slowly he began to curl his fingers, tapping what he figured was her spot as he did. Groaning softly, Tyler sucked on her lips as his fingers continued, his thumb rolling over her clit now too.

Mia moaned softly; it was a new sensation, but it wasn’t a bad one as she shifted her hips beneath him. She moaned into his mouth, eyes closed as he kissed her, and her hands found their way to his sides holding him there as his fingers dipped into her. As he curled them, she moaned again her hips swirling on their own accord. “Mm,” she moaned out as he sucked on her lips his finger moving to stroke her clit and it caused pussy to throb and drip with desire.

Tyler coiled his fingers in and out of her gently, thumb working in time them as he devoured her mouth. Feeling her hips swirl, Tyler released her lips and looked down, watching his fingers sink in and out of her, his dick pressed hard against her side. Tapping that spot repeatedly, Tyler began to stroke her a little faster with his fingers, watching her expression now as he did.

Mia moaned out, her back arching as her hip swirled again for him. He picked up his pace and caused her mouth to hang open slightly. She released a whimper as she looked down, watching his fingers dip in and out of her pussy, coated in her sweet nectar and it turned her on more. She felt his dick at her side and Mia swallowed hard before she released another moan. “Oh God, that feels good,” she told him looking up at his face once more before her eyes rolled closed. Mia gripped his strong arm, not wanting him to remove his fingers as those butterflies turned into waves of passion and ecstasy.

Tyler watched her closely, every single roll and wiggle of her body turning him on even more. The look of pleasure of her face, making his chest swell a bit as she closed her eyes, gripping his arm. “I ain’t stopping baby girl,” he told her huskily into her ear as he kept at it, fingers working her over with ease. “You going to cum for daddy?” he asked her as he nibbled her ear lobe gently.

Mia’s body began to shiver as he continued to finger fuck her tight pussy, bending her to his will. “Y-yes,” she moaned out as she continued to grip his arm roughly, wave upon wave building as her body began to shake. “God, yes,” she moaned, much like a cry of pleasure her thighs shook, and her body vibrated from the inside out. Biting down on her lip she cried, “oh,” never having felt such an intense orgasm before.

Tyler smirked at her verbal response to him and he looked down at her, watching as she came undone, her body shaking against his as she whimpered and cried out. “So sexy,” he groaned out as he continued to watch her, expert fingers stroking her through her orgasm as he tight walls clenched his fingers, making it almost impossible but he managed.

Mia exhaled a loud breath as she came down from her high, opening her eyes to him as he continued to stroke her through her orgasm. “Mm,” she said her body still vibrating slightly beneath his. “That felt so good Ty,” she told him in a soft voice.

Tyler smiled softly at her, his fingers carefully rolling to a stop as he said, “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” in a deep rumbling tone. Slowly he pulled his fingers from her, bringing them to his mouth to suck them clean before he was gently taking her hand into his own and pressing it against his rock-hard erection through his sweats and boxer briefs. “You still want this?” he asked her gently, biting back a groan at the feel of her small hand against him.  

At his words Mia blushed a bit, smirking at him before she hid it quickly by tucking her lips in. She watched him as he licked his fingers clean and she allowed him to take her hand, not knowing what to expect next. She felt his manhood and tried to hide the nervousness. He was huge and it killed her not to display the shock she had about that. “Wow,” she breathed slowly the rest of what she had to say gone. Honestly, she couldn’t find her words, however she did nod her head at him, small hand moving up and down his long length.

At her wow, Tyler smirked at her and as she nodded, he climbed off the bed. Walking over to his discarded jeans, he pulled out his wallet, sliding a condom from it before dropping everything back to the floor. Turning to the bed, Tyler walked back over, standing at the head of it as he pulled his sweats and underwear down, stepping out of the items. His hard dick flopped out against his stomach and he stroked himself a few times as he gazed at her laying there. With a small sly smirk, he ripped the packaging open, dropping the foil to the floor as he rolled the condom on, being sure to pinch the tip as he did.

As he climbed off the bed and moved to his pants, Mia watched him. Moving to lean up on her elbows, she watched as he grabbed a condom, which wasn’t a concern of hers until it hit her how it should have been all along. Mia’s eyes stayed on him as he dropped his pants and boxers; taking him in and her mouth dropped slightly, this would be the moment of which she should have ran for the hills. However, Mia wasn’t a weak bitch and if those skinny bitches could handle him so would she. Watching him roll the condom on, she looked at his eyes hoping that he went even more gentle on her than they initially stated.

Tyler watched her closely as she watched him, and his tongue rolled over his lips. He was admittedly a bit nervous. Now once again, she wouldn’t be his first virgin. He’s popped many, but considering how tight she was around his fingers he knew this was going to be a challenge and he just didn’t want to hurt her, though he knew if she planned to be fucking him, he was going to have to flip her around tonight just to get her used to him in every kind of way because he wasn’t getting no smaller. Slowly he approached the bed, climbing into it slowly as he gazed into her eyes. “You nervous?” he asked her as he gently took ahold of her ankle, pulling her into the middle of the large bed, so that if she wanted to run a little, she had room to move, though he didn’t plan to let her get far.

Mia looked at him, his hand wrapping around her ankle and yanking her closer to him causing her to squeal. “No,” she breathed, lying to him she was in fact a bit nervous, but she wanted this right?

“Liar,” Tyler said easily as he pressed a majority of his weight against her, resting his body down on hers. He kissed the center of her forehead tenderly before he gently drug his lips down to her nose, kissing there before he pressed a loving kiss to her lips. “Tell me if I’m hurting you or if you want me to stop,” he told her sternly as he pulled his head back to look into her pretty brown eyes, searching them for a moment. Pressing one hand into the bed, Tyler lifted off of her just enough to reach between them and he pressed himself against her entrance, holding the base of his dick steady as he held her gaze, gently pushing him to her slow as ever.

Mia tucked her lips in again at his response, however, she didn’t reply she just watched him. As he kissed her forehead her eyes closed for only a moment before they opened again. She tried to even out her breathing as he kissed her nose and then her lips. She kissed back calming herself. Nodding her head at his words, she watched as he lifted his body off of hers and began to push inside of her. Mia shifted only slightly; it wasn’t uncomfortable, just different.

Watching her face, Tyler rolled his hips forward slowly, sinking about two inches into her because of his wet she was, but God was she tight. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight,” he said as he found himself dropping his head onto her shoulder at the feeling. With the head of his dick inside of her, he just stroked her with that gently, wanting her to relax a little more before he added anymore of himself.

Mia looked to Tyler and she bit her lip, pressing her foot into his bed, as he pushed a little of himself inside of her. “Mm,” she moaned out, her hands moving to his sides, at his words. She closed her eyes a bit as he leaned his forehead down against her shoulder. As he stroked her a little, Mia shifted her hips slightly pushing down against his dick accidentally. She licked her lips at that releasing another moan into the room at the feel.

Tyler lifted his head from her shoulder slowly, giving her that little bit of his dick until she shifted her body, and he slipped inside of her more. He froze at that, not wanting to hurt her in the slightest way. “You okay?” he asked her, his hand gently brushing against her braids.

Mia nodded her head at him. “I’m okay,” she told him quietly, the truth was he wasn’t really hurting her and even if he were doing something that could she had a high tolerance for pain. The last guy wasn’t even half as attentive as Tyler was when he tried to sleep with her.

Tyler nodded at his head slowly, watching her close. She didn’t seem to be in any type of pain. Hmm, he thought to himself as he sunk deeper inside of her. Gently he pushed her legs back against the bed, lifting up on his knees as he slowly filled her up without stopping, pushing a little harder to break past her barrier, watching her expression the entire time.

Mia held him, only letting him go as he moved to position himself as he desired. When he pushed more and more of himself into her, she swallowed up the discomfort and inhaled out through her nose slowly. Shifting herself once more before he went all in and she moaned, “oh,” softly clutching his body before she closed her eyes. Mia breathed to herself before she opened her eyes again and looked to him. “I’m okay,” she offered sweetly her hands clutching his back.

Her small hands clutched him, and he bit his lip. “You sure?” Tyler asked her gently. He was shocked. She was the first girl to ever take him without even batting an eyelash. Some of the more experienced girls that he’d been with would whine and cry from his size from time to time. Licking his lips, he looked down at where their bodies met as he rested balls deep inside of her before he rolled his hips forward a bit more, reaching just a tad deeper before retracting completely, fulling removing his dick from her depths before pushing back inside of her, letting her engulf him once more.

“Mhm,” Mia said to him. “It doesn’t hurt, it just gets some used to feeling,” she said softly. Mia hummed out as he pushed into her a little more, she closed her eyes as he pulled out of her slightly only to push back in which caused her to moan as she held him tighter at the feel. “God,” she breathed opening her eyes as she watched him.

Tyler listened, groaning at her words as he kept her legs held back against the bed, realizing that maybe he didn’t have to be so gentle with her. At her moan of pleasure, Tyler smirked and began to stroke her down, hips swirling as he slid in and out of her. Letting go of her legs, he grabbed her hands, pulling them from his body as he pinned them down above her head. His hips rolled expertly, and he groaned at the feeling of her wrapped around him as he did so.

As he began to push in and out of her, Mia released moan after moan at the feeling. She felt so, ‘full’, that’s the only way she could describe it honestly. As he let her legs go and grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head, she looked him in his eyes releasing another low moan as his hips rolled into hers. “That feels good,” Mia told him truthfully as she wrapped her legs around him instinctively.

“You feel amazing to me too,” Tyler whispered into her ear, stroking her deep and slow, hips swirling in the process. As her legs wrapped around him, he held her hands in one of his as his other began to stroke up and down her thick, warm thigh. “Mmm,” he moaned into her neck softly, kissing and sucking there as he dug her out, still being a bit mindful as he did.

Mia wished she could hold him, but he’d taken that ability from her and she bit her lip because of it. She was a touchy feely type of person, she liked to be held and to hold people it was just her thing. As he groped her thigh, she arched her back a bit only to lower herself as she moaned softly through parted lips. She tilted her head a bit as he kissed and sucked on her neck which was a bit of a turn on for her and her hips rolled because of it her heat dipping from the sensation.

Feeling her hips roll against his, Tyler sucked on her collarbone a bit, leaving a mark there to match the one already on her neck. He gave her an exceptionally hard, deep thrust as he lifted his head from her neck, releasing her hands. Shifting slightly, Tyler wrapped his arms around Mia, pulling her with him as he sat back on his butt, thrusting upward into her as he held her on top of him with a smirk. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her up and down his length as he leaned back against the bed, letting her rest above him now. Bending both of his knees, he made it easier on her as he continued to thrust upward, watching as her breast bounced for him.

Mia hissed at the deep thrust he offered, his roughness causing her to moan out in pleasure as she looked to him with dark eyes. He shifted again, wrapping her up and releasing her hands she relished at the feel of his strong arms around her big frame. It made her want to melt around him, however as he guided her up and down his shaft she moaned again; her lips parting once more as strangled moans left her at the feel of the new position. As he leaned back, laying against the bed she panted softly, the feeling was clouding her mind, her eyes rolling shut as he continued to thrust his hips up into hers. Mia began to swirl her full hips, rocking back and forth at the feeling as she opened her eyes grabbing one of his hands and lacing their fingers tightly. “Oh, my goodness,” she squealed at the sensation as she stilled her hips unaware of the fact that they were moving anyhow.

Tyler held her hand as she laced their fingers and he licked his lips, groaning at the sight of her swirling on his dick. “Fuck Mia,” he groaned out as he watched her. His freehand continued to grip her waist as he placed his feet flat against the mattress and began to thrust harder into her, his pace picking up a bit as well. “Is daddy making you feel good?” he asked her as he bit back a groan himself.

“Yes,” Mia whimpered at his question, he felt amazing however clearly, he already knew that. She looked down at him her braids cascading around her naked frame. “You feel so good,” she moaned, biting back a groan as he began to thrust into her harder. “Please don’t stop,” she whined softly to him as she continued to clutch his hand in hers.

Tyler’s eyes rolled over her thick body, taking her in. She was a goddess, truly. Braids swinging and hips rolling, she was truly fine as hell. “I ain’t stopping,” he told her again as he squeezed her hand, his hand on her hip squeezing a bit as well as he thrust a little harder, bouncing her in his lap as he did so. Leaning up a bit, he captured one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking the erect bud as he continued to stroke her deep and hard.

Mia moaned again as her hips began to move once more, she didn’t know why honestly, it was just an urge she had. She rocked against him, his words sending shivers down her spine as she bounced. Her hand released his only to hold him by the back of his neck encouraging him to suck on her nipple as he wished. “Mm yeah,” she panted, “you’re so big,” she told him.

Feeling her hand on the back of his head, Tyler moaned softly, nibbling on her nipple now as he suckled roughly. “Is it too much?” he asked her as he continued to pull her down on his dick, completely lifting her up and dropping her back down in his lap. “You feel good as fuck,” he told her around his mouthful of nipple as he moaned softly. His hand moved to slap her ass, gripping it tight and firm.

Mia shook her head now at the man as he continued to bounce her up and down his long shaft. “Oh God,” she breathed as her body began to shake, naturally reacting to the amazing feel of him thrusting into her deeply. She moved her hands to his shoulders gripping on to them as she dropped her head, eyes closed body convulsing at the feel.

“Fuck Mia,” Tyler groaned out as her body began to tremble above him. “You cumming for daddy?” he asked her, slapping her ass once more as he stroked her through it. He nibbled her nipple before moving to the other, sucking like a baby in need as he rolled his hips.

Mia moaned out loudly in Tyler’s ear as her body continued to shake and shiver, she never knew there was something out there in the world that people indulged in that felt so good. She whined softly for him, a whimper leaving her as he continued to stroke her very sensitive pussy.

Smirking slightly around her nipple, Tyler shifted, his hands holding her round ass firmly as he held her close, shifting into his knees before he laid her into her back once more. Slowly he pulled out of her, rolling her over into her stomach, flat on the bed. He slapped her ass, watching it jiggle for him before he spread her cheeks and slipped right back into the warmth of her wet pussy, his knees on either side of her hips as he stroked her, hand in the small of her back, keeping her ass arched perfectly for him.

Mia breathed out softly trying to calm herself down as Tyler moved to lay her on her back and she finally opened her eyes looking up at him. He rolled her over onto her stomach and Mia looked back at him with slightly wide eyes. He slapped her ass and she turned her head away from him again as he pushed back into her, she bit down on her lip. Laying her head on the bed Mia grabbed a handful of sheets in both her small hands as he arched her back with his large ones.

With his hands firmly pressed into her lower back, Tyler bit his lips as he began to stroke her nice and slow. He took his time, delaying each and every single stroke a bit longer as he did. “This pussy so damn good,” he said out-right, as a groan passed him, her ass jiggling against his abs.

Mia moaned softly at the feel on him pushing in and out of her slowly as she closed her eyes releasing the sheets slightly and finally releasing her bottom lip from between her teeth. Mia had signed up for this, so she couldn’t whine to someone like Tyler that she was getting tired and he’d worn her out even though he had.

Tyler groaned out, his head dropping back slightly. He stroked her deep and slow, his stomach contracting a bit as he felt himself growing close to his orgasm. “Fuck,” he said gently, keeping his pace slow and steady as he did. Looking down at Mia, he leaned in slightly, kissing down her spine as his hips rolled and he groaned out, burying himself deep inside of her as he came, filling the condom. Stopping his strokes, he kissed over her shoulders and back lovingly.

Mia moaned softly, as he kissed down her spine, it shivered again at the small but cute gesture from him. As he pushed himself deep inside her she lifted her head and whimpered slightly at him before he kissed her shoulders and back, she laid her head down again, looking back at him slightly.

Tyler smirked slightly, looking down at Mia as he pulled out of her carefully, holding the base of the condom. Sliding off the bed, he moved into the adjoining bathroom and stood over the toilet as he peeled the condom off and flushed it. Moving for the sink, he cleaned himself up a bit and washed his hands before he moved back into the room, sitting down beside her on the bed. Gently he rubbed his fingertips up and down her back. “You up for a hot bath? You’re going to be sore,” he told her knowingly and he wanted to take care of her.

As he pulled out of her Mia, shifted against the bed moving onto her side as she covered her breast slightly. He returned and ran his hand up and down her back she looked to him and nodded her head, “okay,” she breathed.

At her response, Tyler nodded slowly and leaned in to gently peck her on the lips before he stood and moved for the bathroom once more. Walking into the shower area, he sat on the edge of the tub and turned the knobs, starting the water up. He let it run for a bit, allowing it to warm as he moved around the bathroom. He didn’t have much, just some bubble bath and epsom salt. He hoped that was enough to do the trick. With the two items in hand, Tyler walked back over, placing the stopper in the tub as he let it fill up with water, adding the bubble bath and epsom salt as it filled.

Mia pecked Tyler back gently and she wondered how many other women got this same treatment rather they weren’t at his house or not. She sat up a bit in the bed and again covered herself slightly, her mother wouldn’t believe what she’d done today. Mia wasn’t saving herself for anything, but she was also too shy to engage in a lot.

Tyler let the tub full up about three-fourths of the way, testing the water every now and again. Once it was perfect, he exited the bathroom. “It’s ready for you,” he said softly as he leaned over the bed and scooped Mia into his strong arms, carrying her into the bathroom.

Mia looked to Tyler as he returned in the bedroom and she moved to scoot to the edge of the bed when he hoisted her up in his arms again and she covered her eyes with her hands. “You really have to warn me before you do that…” she said behind her hands.

Tyler let a chuckle rumble from deep on his chest. “Why? You scared?” he asked her teasingly, scrunching his nose a little before he carefully set her to her feet beside the bathtub, his arm wrapped around her, holding her close. “Test it and make sure it’s not too hot,” he told her sweetly.

Mia came out from behind her hands and smirked a little before he sat her to her feet. She nodded as she dipped her foot into the warm water and said, “no, just right,” to him softly.

“Perfect,” Tyler said softly as he held Mia’s thick frame, not wanting her to slip or anything, knowing it could be a bit slippery.

Mia shifted one foot at a time, and she climbed into his large tub, lowering herself into it slowly until she sat fully. “Thanks,” she said looking up at him with a smile.

Tyler waited until she was fully seated in the tub before he smiled down at her. “Let me grab you a towel and stuff,” he said thoughtfully as he walked away for a moment, getting her a washcloth and a towel from the cabinet. Pulling the stool closer to the tub, he sat the towel down before handing her the washcloth. “Relax, it’ll definitely help with the soreness that’s sure to come,” he told her.

Mia nodded as Tyler walked away and she closed her eyes for a moment basking in the feel before she opened them. She cupped water in her hand and poured it over her arms gently before he resurfaced, “alright,” she said to him.

Tyler smiled slightly. “And, I’ll leave you to it,” he said with a smirk, wanting her to have a little peace. Slowly he backed out of the shower area, moving to leave the bathroom.

At his words she smirked nodding her head again, Mia sat back a bit. Never mind her long braids soaking in the water with her, it would be fine; she couldn’t deny this water felt amazing. And she was tired after all, she laid back a bit and looked up at the ceiling. She wondered if hours or days from now she would regret doing this, or he.

Tyler moved into the bedroom, opening his drawer and pulled out a fresh pair of boxer briefs. He slid into them before he pulled all the sheets and covers off the bed and replaced them with fresh ones. With that done, he laid down with his phone, texting back and forth with a few of his contacts. Finally, he reached for the remote and changed the channel, settling for a movie to watch.

Mia shifted in the tub a little wondering what time it was, Nova would probably be contacting her trying to see where she was or even who she was with and she didn’t know what she planned to tell her as of right now. She couldn’t tell her the full truth either way, she licked her lips as she let the warm water wash over her gently and she closed her eyes.

After about 20 minutes, Tyler climbed from the bed figuring that should be enough time to sooth her muscles from being sore or getting sore later. Walking into the bathroom, he asked, “you ready to get out?” As he reached for the big towel, holding it out for her. “How do you feel?” He asked wondering physically and emotionally.

Mia barely moved a muscle the entire time she was in the tub, she just rested and soaked like he asked her to. She even dozed off for a split second and caught herself in the midst. When he surfaced with a towel in his hand, she nodded. “Yeah,” she told him softly. “I feel pretty good actually,” she told him as she shifted to get up in the tub, standing upright.

Tyler smiled softly at her. “Good,” he said thoughtfully as he gently took her hand, helping her stand up and get out of the large tub before he wrapped the towel around her and hoisted her up with a smirk, kissing her on her nose as he did, his hand on her thigh as he gripped her with ease, walking her towards the sinks. Gently he set her on the counter, before he kissed her nose again and moved to drain the tub, deciding that he’ll rinse it out in the morning. Walking out the bathroom, he grabbed her a fresh pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt before he moved back into the bathroom, handing the items to her with another nose kiss.

Mia allowed him to wrap her up in a towel and she looked to him as he hoisted her up, blushing when he kissed her nose cutely. As he sat her on the sink, she looked to him drying her skin just a little as he disappeared and when he resurfaced, she smiled as he kissed her nose again. “Thanks,” she told him happily as she continued to pat herself dry.

Tyler stood before her, watching her with a loving smirk as she dried herself off. “Let me grab some lotion,” he said thoughtfully as he moved for one of the cabinets in the bathroom, pulling out a bottle of cocoa butter lotion. He moved back to Mia, sitting the bottle down beside her. Standing before her once more, he rested his hands on her thighs gently.

Mia shifted against the counter top and she looked to him as she continued to pat herself dry before him. “Thanks,” she said again to him as she moved to climb down off the counter unable to place the clothes on herself fully, she dried whatever else was wet and rubbed some lotion into her arms, legs, and thighs before she place the shirt over her head and the sweats up her legs.

Tyler backed up a little as Mia climbed off the counter and he watched as she lotioned up before she redressed herself. Licking his lips, he put the lotion away and took the towel, tossing it into the hamper before he was turning off the bathroom lights and moving into the bedroom. “Do you have a side preference?” he asked her curiously as he looked at the bed.

Mia followed Tyler out of the bathroom, and she shook her head. “No,” before she released a chuckle. “You?” she asked.

“No,” Tyler said before he smiled and wrapped Mia up in his arms before he fell back into the bed, bringing her down with him. He chuckled deeply, nuzzling his face in her neck as he brought them to the center of the bed, his strong arms wrapped around her. Adjusting himself a bit, he slid down in the bed some, burying his face in her ample breasts as he let out a yawn.

Mia squealed as Tyler tugged her to the bed, falling on it and wrapping her up in his large arms. As he nuzzled his face in her breasts, she smirked at his antics shaking her head against the bed.

Tyler smiled softly as he gently rolled over, pulling her into his chest as he rested on his back, reaching over he hit the switch, turning off the lights as his fingers on his other hand gently caressed up and down her spine. “Good night Mia,” he said gently, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

Mia shifted with Tyler again as he turned the lights off and she smirked “night Ty,” she replied to him easily as she laid against his chest.

#thread #thread: slow burn #thread with: mia chanel

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Fate Doesn’t Write My Stories pt. 7 - A Realization

This is a multi-chapter story about MC, and Chris finding their way back together after years of being separated post graduation. Chris’s career takes him to Boston, a city he’d promised was her territory. But it’s not just Chris, fate has seemingly brought the entire Hartfeld crew back together.

NOTE: This is a fictional story based on Pixelberry’s Choices App. *Books The Freshman, The Sophomore, The Junior. I am not affiliated with Pixelberry nor do I own the rights to their original characters.

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This chapter is a little long! Sorry! I got a little carried away and couldn’t seem to find the best place to end it! 

ALSO! CONTENT WARNING: EMOTIONAL ABUSE.

“I’m saying I just don’t get it!” Abbie chuckles kissing the top of her daughters heads and buckling them into a double stroller. “Why would MC even be near Chris!”

“I don’t know but when I reached out to see if wanted to go with us tonight he said he was already going with her and Zack.” Tyler clarifies as his wife finishes her gossip before going into a meeting that will not doubt last all afternoon.

“Have fun out there today” she says kissing Tyler softly “I can't wait to hear all about your adventures. Please call and make sure the babysitter is still available tonight!” she yells walking away slowly

“Of course, and good luck!” Tyler yells after his wife “I believe in you!” he smiles now looking down at his beautiful girls. “Alright ladies it’s just Dad this afternoon so please go easy on me.” he laughs pushing the stroller down the uneven bricks.

The twins, Kenna and Val were named specifically after their nerdy parents favorite characters from the TV show they’d fallen in love watching together; The Crown and The Flame. Kenna was born first and 26 minutes later her sister followed. Tyler had never thought of himself as more than a gamer and a goofball until that moment. Fatherhood shockingly fit him well, as the girls grew he had two fresh young minds to mold. He taught his girls to be brave, to fight their battles and against their mothers wishes he’d taught them to game. The three year olds saw the world as their personalized real life video game. Every crosswalk leading to a new level, every cloud in the sky a place to rest and every shimmering piece of jewelry in Abbie’s bathroom was a treasure to collect.

Tyler led the girls through the city showing them the swan boats, and some historical landmarks their small minds wouldn’t quite understand. He even treated them too far to many sweets as any good father should. But every corner he turned or building he entered he couldn’t help but think of his old best friend. Years of disconnect between Zack and Tyler. Tyler could barely remember now the reasoning behind then end of their friendship. He only knew that he’d lost out on to many years of memories, he wasn’t even sure Zack had known about his daughters until seeing them a few days before. He wondered about his friend and where life had taken him now.

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Molly reached for the door handle already holding her pointer finger over her lips. When she opened the door she gestured with her head for Zack to enter. “Shh” she whispered as they sat in the kitchen. Zack’s face worried now as he came to realize why she was asking him to be quiet. Yelling came from down the hall one voice MC’s and the other Carters. Zack instantly unsure if Molly was asking him to be quiet out of respect or so that she could hear more clearly.

“How long have they been yelling?” Zack whispered concerned for his best friend.

“We’re pushing 10 minutes” Molly responded her eyes never leaving the closed door at the end of the hall.

“What happened?” he questions again. Last he’d heard from MC she was planning on spending the entire day before the concert with Carter.

“She ditched him yesterday” Molly smiles looking to Zack. “She spent all day with her ex and Carter stayed here the entire time. When he was getting ready to finally leave she returned. Just in time for him to see a kiss..” Molly exaggerates the story knowing good and well MC only kissed Chris’s cheek. She was always one for dramatics. “Okay… a kiss on the cheek” she admits.

Zack’s jaw drops comically. Disappointed that he hadn’t heard this story from his best friend already.

“I trusted you! I encouraged you to talk to him for business MC! NOT for pleasure!” Carters voice yells.

“It WAS business I told you! He’s offering to let me be Miles’s only media rep for the entire season!” she counters him, tears apparent in her voice now. Her voice is loud in return but it’s not yelling. No like his.

“So that he can be near you!!” Carter yells again. “Are you truly too dumb to see this!”

Zack looks to Molly tuning out the yelling for a moment, “Did he just call her dumb?” Zack asks sternly and fearful for his friend. “He’s jealous...”

“He should be!” Molly snorts. “That Chris guy is a fucking babe!”

Zack rolls his eyes in response. This narrative is one he’d already heard through his college years. The voices coming from the room are loud but less clear now as Molly and Zack pull their attention from the argument.

“You know she invited him to go with you guys tonight?” Molly asks quickly.

“Carter?” Zack questions

Molly shakes her head with a smile as Zack’s eyes widen. He truly wonders what alternate universe he has walked into.

“She’s bringing Chris?” he laughs a bit worry filling his chest. As Molly and Zack discuss the pros and cons of the addition to their group for the evening their attention is drawn to the sound of MC’s bedroom door opening. Carter leaves without so much as a nod to the now bias friends sitting in the living room. As the apartment door slams shut Molly and Zack rise simultaneously rushing to their troubled friend.

Four years ago the man MC loved had yelled at her, pushed her away and scarred her soul with his words. Today a man she’d convinced herself to love had repeated this cycle.  She stands in shock remembering and shuffling through the words said in her head. Her hands begin to rub against each other twisting and turning her fingers together as if she were attempting to wash them clean of the emotions filling her body. Her chest swells and she holds back tears for as long as she can. When she looks to the door and notices Zack the water slips out of her eyelids. Zack knew this stance, her nervous energy, her body language. He’s seen it all before, she was moments away from a major anxiety attack.

Zack moved quickly putting her hands in his own, lowering his head he gets her to stare into his eyes. “MC.” he whispers, “Breathe in, and out.” he instructs and she quickly responds. He felt guilty he should have stepped in the moment Carter questioned MC’s intelligence, instead he ignored the conversation for a moment of gossip. “Talk to me… what happened, what did he say.”

MC shakes her head refusing to talk though she leads both her and Zack over to her bed. Molly leaves the room after observing the way Zack had calmed her she knew he was what MC needed now, not her.

“Are you still going tonight?” Zack asks softly as he squeezes her hand tightly.

MC shakes her head side to side but after a moment of hesitation the shake turns into a nod… “I don’t know.” she says breathlessly. “I’d be dumb to go.” she admits “Carter is my boyfriend and I shouldn’t be around someone he’s not comfortable with and I can’t un invite Chris he was so excited. Carter deserves better, I should be giving better to him.”

Zack’s head snaps toward her recognizing quickly the abuse in her mentality. He wraps an arm around her as she leans her head on his shoulder.

“You deserve better.” he says forcefully while softly kissing the top of her head. “I know you don’t handle confrontation well, but you also shouldn’t lay back and take orders. Has Carter ever called you dumb before tonight?” Zack asks, he knows the insult is truly elementary but he’s certain MC’s dark mind could let it twist her thoughts.

“Yeah, a lot actually. But only ever jokingly” she defends her abuser.

“We hide our truth in our jokes. We hide our opinions behind laughter because it makes them more acceptable. And in this case it makes the insult easier to deliver. But what’s happening to you MC is emotional manipulation. So… If I get a say then… you are going tonight and if it ends your relationship well so be it.” Zack declares feeling tears seep through the shoulder of his shirt now.

MC processes Zack’s words as memories cloud her mind. The idea that her current boyfriend had been to perfect begins to fall to pieces as she finds faults in far to many of her memories...

MC hadn’t been with anyone since Chris, in fact she hadn’t even had the urge to pleasure herself in over a year. That was until tonight, she’d been casually dating the male nurse she’d seen every morning on her commute to work. Convincing herself to be bold now, and that their relationship would only be for pleasure she slides out of the bathroom naked. Trying to be brave she tip toes into his room and startles him.

“Wow” Carters voice laughs “You don’t take your time do you.”

“Well you’ve paid for my bus ticket the past few days, I thought maybe I’d give you a little show in return?” she playfully bites her lip awaiting his acceptance

“That's a little dumb don’t you think?” he laughs pulling her toward him, “maybe we should just get right to it.” he remarks quickly.

It was only for pleasure what did it matter if she felt disrespected in that moment. MC had forgotten about those words until now.

Carter rubs her shoulders gently reading over her shoulder, officially together for 6 months now the couple was still learning about one another.

“There! Finished!” MC smiles up at Carter behind her. She’d just finished an article on the presidential election. She’d hoped to turn it into her daunting supervisor Tonya but she wanted Carter’s opinion first. “Do you think it’s good enough, do you think they’ll publish it. Can you read it again?”

“It’s perfect! It’d be dumb to read it again. God, you need more confidence in your work or you’ll never stop doing dirty work.” Carter retorts kissing her cheek.

MC took this as positive criticism not realizing now the effects it’d left behind. This article had set her back because Tonya mocked how unprofessional the editing was. To many run on sentences and grammar mistakes. Tonya questioned if MC had anyone proofread it at all.

Carter’s 30th birthday and he’d only requested a night with his girlfriend. As the two shared a glass of wine sitting on his apartment balcony they discussed where their own future was headed. At the time MC had her doubts about staying with him due to how perfect he was but he’d had other plans.

“I’ll be honest with you MC, every time I pass the Tiffany’s downtown I dream about which ring you’ll receive.” He says bravely.

“Oh…” MC says shocked. She knew he loved her more than she did him but she could also have dealt with that for years to come. Marrying him wasn’t completely out of the deal. “You know I love you Carter, I wouldn’t need a ring to remind me of that.”

“That’s dumb.” Carter replies laughing “What girl doesn't want something shiny to show off.”

Joking in the moment she thought he was right, she wouldn't complain about an expensive rock and she would have loved to show it off.

She realizes now how often he’s really put her down as memories continue to un bury themselves from the deepest parts of her mind. She cries to Zack until she lets her thoughts consume her. The two of them lay in her bed for almost 4 hours sleeping off the pain. Zack keeps a protective arm around his friend even in their sleep. He knew now what had been happening to her, he saw it and he would be sure to end it.

MC wakes first her head pounding a headache from stress and tears she looks to her clock. They had two hours before needed to leave for the concert and only about an hour and a half before Chris and Becca would be outside her door. She turns to see her slender best friend, smiling for a moment wondering how she’d been so lucky to be placed in a dorm with him Freshman year at Hartfeld. She wouldn’t trade Zack for the world. After silently thanking him she pushes him playfully as she ignores her throbbing headache.

“Wake up! Get ready!” she smiles “We’re going to this concert.”

Zack’s smirk is prideful in return as he sits up running to the living room to grab his bag of clothes he’d brought for MC to help pick out his outfit. He returns quickly not only with his bag but with a bottle of wine. “We’ll be drinking this whole bottle before heading out.” he laughs.

MC smiles deviously and snatches the bottle from him seeing it as a cure to the pounding hammer in her head.

The time rushes by and Molly dressed up now for a surprise date her frequent late night fling had planned for her rushes to answer the knock at the door. She knew it’d be a chance not only to see her cousin Becca but to meet the mysterious Chris. As she pulls the door open she’s immediately embraced by her strong willed blonde relative. As she smiles into the hug she makes eye contact with the man behind them.

“Woah” she lets out softly. “They weren’t kidding when they said you were sculpted by the gods” she winks passing a compliment to Chris.

“I’m Molly!” she smiles “I missed you at the wedding, but I’ve heard great things”

The sound of MC laughing down the hallway interrupts the misplaced and comical tension in the air. As Zack and MC come into view a different tension arises. Sexual tension.

Zack steps in front of MC clearing his throat. “Ah Becca, Molly my favorite Davenports may I show you something on the balcony!” he says directing their attention

“I’m a Lawson now!” Becca protests “And Molly isn’t even from the Davenports side of the family!”

“Doesn’t matter!” Zack says awkwardly shoving them both out of the room.

Quiet now the throbbing in MC’s mind has died and the bottle of wine has given her enough liquid courage to approach him. His eyes go wide as he tries not to undress her in his mind. He stares only to her eyes and down the curls of her hair ignoring the short hemmed and low cut dress she’s sporting. He wanted nothing more than to show her only respect.

MC grins with a whimsical sound. She reaches up to fix his jacket. “Thanks for coming.” she begins. “I don’t want this to be awkward for anyone okay. We’re all friends coming out to support Kaitlyn.”

“Friends” Chris repeats remembering their promise yesterday. As she pulls her hand down from his collar he looks down quickly. Smelling the alcohol on MC’s he swallows back his temptation. She realizes instantly the mistake she’s made.

“Shit!” she covers her mouth. She felt like such a jerk in the moment. She’d consumed the one thing that had consumed his mind and destroyed the image of who he was before. “I’m so sorry! I’ll brush my teeth before we go! And no alcohol for anyone!” she begins talking nervously. “God, this was such a dumb mistake” she pauses as she realizes she’s called herself the world Carter had drilled into her for years.

Chris places his hand on her upper arm moving close to her now. His blue eyes comfort her gently as he bares his white teeth. The corners of his mouth raise. He’d really missed her nervous rambling. “It’s not dumb, you’re not dumb, you’re just excited. Let’s get everyone else and lets just go. We shouldn’t be late.” he moves his head and gestures toward their friends on balcony.

He doesn’t know it but his simple words and reassurance have broken down a wall for MC. As she looks at him again now the lingering hate and rage are gone. Only one weekend back and she’d started to fall again, as she always knew she would.

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[princessofthedarkrealm]

Stroke of Midnight- Chapter 18 (Pennywise x reader)

((contains smut))

The door opened and you shuffled out of your hospital room bathroom. You had been awake since 7 am and had been throwing up off and on since. It was now 8 am. You slowly crawled back into bed and flopped onto your back.

“There is no way this is not morning sickness,” you mumbled to the ceiling.

You had eaten just fine last night, but your meal was all gone now. You crossed your arms loosely over your chest. You really needed to call Mrs. Stout and tell her you were going to be out for the day, but you just didn’t have the energy. What difference did it make now? From the way Roman and Maturin both talked, you were going to outlive her anyway. Her and everyone else you knew. You sighed deeply.

“That day’s not coming any time soon,” you said out loud.

So you sat up and called your boss. All you told her was that you were sick and couldn’t make it in, which wasn’t an actual lie. As much as your stomach was acting up, you technically were sick.

You were about to hang up the phone when there was knock on the door. Your Aunt Susan walked in with Bill and Georgie. You finished your phone call and said your hellos.

“We heard you were in the hospital. Sarah said you were attacked by an animal,” Aunt Susan said as she gently pulled you into a hug.

“I guess you could say that,” you said.

Bill kept eyeing your shoulder, but he still gave you a hug. Even Georgie had an uneasy look on his face. You spoke to your aunt for several minutes, but then Georgie announced that he needed the bathroom. You had a feeling he was just getting uncomfortable being around you in the state you were in. Aunt Susan started to ask Bill to take him, but then decided to do it herself. She left you and Bill in an uncomfortable silence.

“Did h-he do that to you?” You played with the edge of the sheet. Your face started to burn from embarrassment. “Yes.” “You need to s-stay far away from him, Y/N. Pennywise is dangerous. What if he hurts you worse? What if he tries to k-kill you?” Bill was talking fast now. “He’s not gonna hurt me, Bill,” you said defensively. “What he did was inexcusable, but he wouldn’t...he wouldn’t...” You couldn’t bring yourself to finish. The truth was, you didn’t know what Pennywise was capable of anymore. You wanted so badly to be out of that hospital. You wanted to go home and curl up in your bed and just hide from the world for a while. Hide from Pennywise, hide from Maturin and his quest for you to help him save the world, or whatever else he wanted you for. “Just please do me a favor and stay away from the Neibolt house, alright, Bill. You and your friends. I know you’re afraid he’s going to hurt me, but you’re the ones who are going to be on his territory. Alright?” Bill didn’t answer. You didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but after what you had seen in the sewers, you didn’t want your cousin to take any risks. “Bill?” Bill nodded. “I will, Y/N. But you need to stay away too.” “I’ll do my best,” you muttered, though you couldn’t quite meet his gaze. Your aunt Susan came back in. The two of you visited for a while, but then the nurse came in to bring you your breakfast. You frowned, but still told her thank you. You didn’t even know if your weak stomach would be able to handle food. Your aunt and Bill went ahead and left so you could eat. Surprisingly you were able to keep your breakfast down. Dr. Carter came and checked on you one last time and said you could leave.

You got dressed in the clothes your mom had come dropped off for you some time during the night. While you and Roman were visiting the night before, Chris had stuck his head in and told you where your car was parked at and returned your keys. You found your car and sat in it for a little bit. You really didn’t feel like being home alone but you weren’t really up for any more company. You thought about the conversation you and your mom had had the night before. It was the best and longest one you had had in a long while. You thought about how happy she had been when you told her about you and Roman and your spirits fell. Sarah had no idea what was really going on. That her only daughter was mated to an otherworldly being. And that now she might be pregnant for him as well. You put your hand to the wound on your shoulder. A large bandage was tightly taped over it. You closed your eyes as you replayed how you got that wound.

The relentless pounding of Pennywise’s cock into your wetness. The blood. That sweet and tangy, delicious blood flowing past your lips. Your pussy instantly started throbbing. You wanted him between your legs so badly. Wanted to feel your tight walls clench around his thick cock.

**********

Down in the sewers, Pennywise sat with his eyes closed. He was searching for something. Someone. When he finally found her, his eyes popped open. An evil grin adorned his face. If anyone had been down there, they would have seen two glowing eyes. Pennywise closed his eyes again. He could feel the girl’s anguish and sorrow. And also...something else. A feeling he himself had caused in her so many times.

He decided to focus on that feeling. He brought forth the memory of the last time the girl had been with him. And he let it fill him...

...”Does my princess want to float?”

“Yes.”

“Say it, my mate. My queen. Say my name.”

“I want you to make me float, Pennywise.”

Pennywise let out a soft growl. His eyes lit up with a bright white light.

A milky white glazed over her eyes and she slowly rose off the floor. She was ready.

As a test, he reached out and gently brushed his hand against her breast. She moaned. Pennywise smiled. It had worked. He had not fully put her under his deadlights. She was still In Between, but she would still be able to feel. That was exactly how he wanted her, to have her completely under his control, to have her just aware to feel the pleasure he would give her and that he would also take from her.

He pulled his cock free from his pantaloons and teased her entrance with it. Another moan. He slipped his tip into her and pulled it back out again. She groaned and stared grabbing for him like a blind person. He chuckled.

“What do you want, my sweet?”

                                                     ~~~~~

You gasped and jumped in your car seat. His voice. You had heard his voice.

“Do you want me?”

You glanced around frantically. Your heart started pounding. You didn’t see him anywhere. Just more parked cars.

“Do you want me, my princess? My queen?”

“Penny...” you breathed.

Suddenly you jackknifed upward. You felt a strong jolt pass through your pussy. A jolt of pleasure. You gasped and automatically placed your right hand over your crotch. You felt it again. Your left hand shot out and hit the window. You moaned.

                                                    ~~~~~

 Pennywise lowered his pantaloons. Something thick and grey wiggled up out of it. In place of his cock, was a tentacle. Four smaller, narrow tentacles wiggled out to join it. Pennywise started stroking the larger one. He closed his eyes again as he continued with his vivid daydream.

He saw himself pull back one of his sleeves. Saw one of his fingers on his other hand turn into a claw and cut his wrist. He saw the blood pool at the cut.  He put the cut to her mouth and she drank hungrily.

                                                     ~~~~~

The feeling of pleasure intensified. It was like Pennywise was fucking you right in the car. You couldn’t stand it. With shaky hands, you undid your shorts and plunged your hand inside. You moaned deeply when your fingers found your clit. You started rubbing it.

                                                  ~~~~~

 Pennywise felt your need intensify as if it was his own. He jerked himself harder. In his mind he saw himself bite down into your shoulder. He tasted your sweet, yet tangy blood fill his mouth.

                                                  ~~~~~

You were getting close when you felt a deep pain in your shoulder and you hollered. But somehow it felt good. You closed your eyes and imagined Pennywise’s long, sharp teeth biting down into your shoulder, drawing your blood. You could even almost taste his blood in your mouth.

That was enough. You came.

                                              ~~~~~

Pennywise’s eyes rolled back as he finished. He let out a roar. Cum spurted out of his tentacle cock. He glanced down at himself. Some of his cum coated his cock. It was a light, pearly green. Next time he would do that inside her. Next time the Turtle would not interfere. Next time would start the beginning of forever with his queen.

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You tried to catch your breath as you settled back into your seat. Your heart was beating erratically. Pennywise had done that to you. He had to have. Had he been thinking of you at the same time you were thinking of him? Was the link between the two of you that strong that he could affect you even over such a great distance? Had he done things to himself also while doing it?

Your hands were shaking as you inserted the key in the ignition. You needed to see him. Now.

You didn’t even bother to lock your car door when you pulled up at the house you now thought of as your true home. No one would bother to steal a car in front of the Neibolt house. And even if they did, you knew your mate would somehow find them. You ran up the path to the house and threw open the door. You didn’t even bother to call for Pennywise. Somehow you knew he would be waiting for you. You ran to the room where the entrance to Pennywise’s lair was and stopped. Pennywise was standing next to a well. A well that had not been there before. He turned when you came in and for a brief moment you remembered the night you had showed up for you and Roman’s date. Your stomach did a flip flop. You smiled at the clown. “Hey.” Pennywise grinned his toothy grin at you. “So glad to see you up and about, my dear.” You sighed, your smile still on your face. “Me too. They uh, told me I was ready to leave. So I came here.” Pennywise tilted his head at you. “But you did not leave right away.” You shook your head as you walked towards him. “How? How did you do it? I could feel you as if you were right there with me.” Pennywise held out his hand to you and you took it. “I told you, my dear. You have imprinted on me. You and I are one.” He brought his hand up to his lips and kissed your knuckles. You blushed and gently pulled your hand from his grasp. You stood at the well and put your hand on it. It felt very real, cool and rough. “When me and Chris were coming up out of this yesterday, it wasn’t here. But I still felt something. There was a...shimmering feeling where the well should have been. I don’t think Chris felt it though. He didn’t say anything. “And he would not have. He is not like you and I.” Pennywise placed a hand on your shoulder. “So is that part of the deal now? That I can feel your magic?” “Yes it is, my swee-t.” You thought about the little girl in the tower. If you and Pennywise were imprinted on each other, did he know? Would he be able to feel it? Pennywise’s hand was on your back now. He pressed his chest right up against your arm. “Is there anything else you wish to ask?” You took a deep breath. You felt a cold feeling form in the pit of your stomach? What if you were pregnant? Would Pennywise reject you? Be angry at you? You needed to tell him. “Pennywise, would you be able to feel if there was anything...inside of me?” The clown started rubbing your back. “Like what, dearest?” His voice was low and expressionless. “Like something else that would have come from you that is now...a part of me.” Pennywise brought his arm to where it was around your other shoulder. He gently turned you towards him. His eyes were light blue. You had only seen them like that a couple of times. Pennywise removed his hands from you and started taking off his gloves. You narrowed your eyes at him in curiosity. He threw his gloves on the floor. You had never clearly seen his hands before. They were pale. Just like... Her hands. He had her hands. You put one of your own hands over your mouth.

He held out his bare hands, palm forward, to where they were even with your chest. “Do just like this.”

You copied his movements. He placed his palms against yours. His hands were long and slender and they easily dwarfed yours.

“Close your eyes, kitten,” he said.

You obeyed without hesitation. You could feel a tingling sensation against your hands. A thick, undulating force started right after. It had a shimmering sensation to it. It wasn’t strong, but it was still palpable.

“Do you feel it?” Pennywise asked.

Your eyes still closed, you smiled. “Yes. What is that?”

“That is what I use to make glamour, part of my inner force.  It is what you felt as you came up from the well.”

You nodded. Excitement started to course through you. “That is what I felt.”

Pennywise removed his hands. He gently grabbed your right wrist and started to lower it. “Now feel this.”

He placed your hand against your belly.

“Focusss.”

You closed your eyes tighter and tried to feel for what you just felt coming from Pennywise’s hands. It took a few seconds, but…

You gasped. There was a faint tingling, shimmering sensation coming from inside your belly. It was so faint it was like a tiny speck. But you still felt it. Your chest tightened and you instantly felt tears start to well up in your eyes.

Pennywise’s magic was inside you. It could only mean one thing.

You were carrying his child.

You brought your hands up to cover your face and sunk to your knees. Intense sobs started to wrack your body. So many emotions flooded through you at once.

You couldn’t afford to have a baby. That much you knew. There was no way you would be able to keep a job and take care of it at the same time. And what would you tell your mom? You had just told her you and Roman were together. How would she handle this? You didn’t even know if you could handle it.

You thought of the little girl you had seen in the tower, let her little face fill your inner vision.

Your daughter.

She had held out her hand to you, asked you to take her home. You needed to be there for her. And for Pennywise. You didn’t even know what he was feeling right now. What was he thinking, seeing you on the floor in a tearful mess like this? You needed to pull it together. For his sake.

You removed your hands from in front of your vision. Pennywise was standing facing away from you. His head was down.

“I don’t know if I can handle this,” you said in a weak voice.

“If you need to get rid of it, I will not stop you. Maybe it is for the best.”

You quickly got to your feet. “What? No. I don’t want to kill it. This is our baby, Pennywise. I just…this is a lot for any woman to handle, much less someone in my situation. I have a lot of things to think about, to prepare for. I don’t… I don’t even know if I will be a good mother.”

“You would be a great mother, Y/N. You care too much. More than any human deserves. It is me who would…I do not get along with children.” “But you would if it’s our own, right?” you said in a shaky voice. Pennywise didn’t say anything. He still wasn’t looking at you. “Penny?” You gently placed your hand on his shoulder. He turned towards you, his light blue eyes now yellow. “You wouldn’t hurt our baby, would you?” A fresh tear fell down your cheek. Pennywise reached out and brushed it away with the back of his fingers. His gaze fell on your stomach and then he got down into a crouch. He rested his forehead against your belly. What he said next, you barely heard, but it shocked you to the core. “My wife and child.” You felt your breath catch in your throat. “W-what?” “When you asked me what we were now, what we would be if I were human...” Pennywise stood. He reached out and cupped your face in his large, ungloved hand. “Y/N... you would be my wife.”

With all the words Pennywise had used to describe your relationship: mated, imprinted, somehow the word wife hit home the most with you. You and Pennywise were married. Maybe not technically, but still. Somehow you imagined the powers that be still recognized your bond. “Ohh,” you said. You felt yourself start to get lightheaded. You were Pennywise’s wife. Without any engagement involved. You started laughing. Pennywise scowled. “Our being married is funny?” You shook your head. “That’s not why I’m laughing. With everything we’ve been through, the one thing I’m upset about all of a sudden is that we were never engaged. You are an otherworldly being. I am carrying your child. And I’m concerned that I was never engaged to you.” You started laughing even harder. You almost couldn’t breathe. Tears started streaming down your face. You were pregnant. You and Pennywise were married. It was like the shock to your system had finally wore off. All that was left was the irony of the situation. And joy. You actually felt joy. Finally you had something, someone that you could call your own, no matter how odd it all seemed. Finally your laughter subsided. You glanced up at Pennywise. He was looking at you with a confused, worried look on his face. Somehow it was one of the most endearing things you’d ever seen.

“I so do not know what I would do without you.” You grabbed his hand. Just feeling his skin, his pale, human skin, made your eyes tear up again. “You and I are so different in so many ways. But there is only one way that matters where we are the same. In our love and devotion to each other.”

You glanced up at him. His eyes were light blue again. “I would be honored to be your wife, Pennywise. Maybe one day, I don’t know how though, we can make it official.” You grabbed his hand and gently started pulling him. “But for now, as your unofficial wife, there is something I would like you to share with me.”

You pulled him into the room where the mattress was. You let go of his hand and turned to face him. “I want you to make love to me. Right now. Right here in this room. I want you to fuck me as if the world is about to end.” You glanced down at his bulge and then back up to his face.

“And I don’t want you to hold back.”

You pulled your shirt up overhead and threw it aside. “You and I are otherworldly beings.” You unzipped your shorts and pulled them down. “And now we’re going to fuck like it.”

Pennywise’s chest was heaving. He stared you up and down. His eyes turned from blue to yellow. When he smiled, his buck teeth were pointed.

“So what do you say?” You undid your bra and pulled it down to expose your breasts.

“I say you should have learned to be careful what you wish for.”

Without preamble, Pennywise pulled you against him. He pulled you towards the mattress and fell back to where you landed on him.

“Are you ready, my sweet?”

You grinned widely. “Yes.”

Pennywise growled. “This is for you, my dear.”

You felt something wiggling underneath you. You pulled back a bit, confused. You glanced down at Pennywise’s crotch. Something large was wiggling around inside his pantaloons, right where his cock would be. It took a split second for you to put two and two together.

“Ohh my…” you breathed.

“Yes indeed, dearie.”

Pennywise reached down and lowered his pantaloons. A large, thick grayish tentacle-like cock slithered out, followed by four smaller tentacles. You started to grip his leg tightly. Your other hand instantly went to your mound. He wanted to put that inside you? And the even scarier part was, you wanted to let him.

Pennywise was drooling now, his mouth in a wide grin. “Want to sit in daddy’s lap?”

You had never scrambled out of your underwear so fast. You almost tripped. You quickly moved to where you were over Pennywise, your legs straddling him. You glanced back and forth between his cock and his face. The anticipation was killing you.

“Come ride daddy, kitten.”

You were almost shaking as you settled yourself over his cock. You weren’t sure if Pennywise was controlling it or if it was just moving on its own. You put your entrance against its tip and slowly pushed it inside you.

A strangled moan escaped your throat as the tentacle cock slithered its way up inside your cervix. It had a smooth, almost velvety feel to it. You grabbed onto the front of Pennywise’s chest and thrusted forward. If your eyes could have rolled backwards, they would have. You thrusted again. Pennywise opened his mouth into a wide grin, his teeth now sharp. Two of the smaller tentacles grew in length and slithered upwards and started rubbing along your back. You continued to ride him, little moans escaping you with each thrust. “That’s ittt,” he hissed. “Ride daddy, lit-tle one.” You released his costume and leaned backwards, putting your arms behind you so you could lean on your hands. Your head fell backwards as you shot upwards at a slant onto his cock. Pennywise rubbed your stomach upwards to between your breasts. His hand vanished and you heard a ripping sound. You glanced up at him. Pennywise was taking off his costume.

“Yes,” you said quickly. You reluctantly pulled yourself free from his cock so that he could finish undressing. When he was done, he stood before you. His body was lean and pale, with a slight pinkish tint to it. His tentacles still wiggled. You gave Pennywise a devilish grin. Before you could even finish spreading your legs, he was back at you. He pried them open and slammed himself back into you. You let out a loud, shaky moan as the wriggling tentacle rubbed upward against your walls until it found what it wanted. Your g-spot. Pennywise pulled back and thrusted roughly against your sweet spot again. You hollered. He pounded into you, over and over.

It was like when you were floating, only better as you could both see and feel him. You spread your arms out and at the same moment, two other tentacles shot out and wrapped around your wrists and pinned them down. You didn’t notice where they came from. You didn’t care. You somehow managed to slide your legs up around Pennywise’s waist. His skin was so smooth. The feeling of your bare flesh against his, combined with that wiggling, thick tentacle rubbing back and forth against your tight pussy walls was enough to undo you. When your orgasm hit, you screamed. Over and over. Just hearing your cries of pleasure that he was causing was enough to send Pennywise over the edge too. His yellow eyes literally rolled back into his head and his mouth opened, far wider than any human mouth could, revealing row upon row of sharp teeth. You didn’t even flinch as you came down from your climax and saw him like that. It was what you’d come to expect and finally accept. Pennywise was a monster. And he was fucking you like the monster he was. You felt something ooze out around his cock. You laid on the mattress, utterly spent, and let him finish. Finally he pulled out of you.

You turned on your side, facing away from Pennywise and closed your eyes, a content smile on your face. You felt him climb on the mattress and lay down beside you, pulling you against him. You felt his cock press against your bare backside, his human cock. He wrapped his arms around you tightly. “That was beyond amazing,” you said as you intwined your arms with his. You sighed. “Thank you.” “You are my life, kitten. You and our little one.” You turned in his arms to face him. You reached up and started rubbing his bottom lip. “I’ve been wanting to talk to you about that. Our baby...it’s a girl.” Pennywise’s whole face lit up. So you told him the part about where you saw the girl in the tower, you and Pennywise’s daughter. He hung on your every word. And when you were finished, he moved farther down on the mattress and rested his head against your belly. And started purring.

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[chicagocityfclanspromoblog]

Ebony Anderson → Nafessa Williams  → Hunter

→ Basic Information

Age: 31

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Birthday: July 23rd

Zodiac Sign: Leo

Religion: Catholic

→ Her Personality (one to two paragraphs)

→ Her Personal Facts

Occupation: Tracker and Dealer

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Vibrant Colors and ‘Me’ Time

Two Dislikes: Coconut and Muttering

Two Fears: Semi Truck Accident and Disappointing her Parents

Two Hobbies: Attending Fashion Weeks and Researching

Three Positive Traits: Outgoing, Persuasive, Flexible

Three Negative Traits: Frivolous, Instigative, Selfish

→ Her Connections

Parent Names:

Grant Anderson  (Father): Ebony has always been daddy’s little girl and has had Grant wrapped around her finger since birth. He taught her everything she knows and made sure she trained only with the best. Ebony knows Grant will make a great leader but is also unsure if taking the mantle at 53 years old is wise or beneficial for their family.

Candace Anderson (Mother): Ebony’s mother is loving and smothering. Candace’s family believed in breeding for the best possible hunter outcomes. Ebony does not blame her mother for running and finds her story encouraging; especially about meeting her dad. This also made Ebony life hell with a clingy and opinionated mother. Candace has been lighting the fire under her to get married and have kids.

Sibling Names:

Imani Colt nee Anderson (Sister): Ebony and Imani have a common sisterly bond. They have each others backs and get along well but are also constantly fighting about stupid things and pissing each other off. Ebony encouraged Imani to start dating Blaine and has always been supportive of their relationship.

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Chris Shaw (Dated): Ebony dated Chris for 3 months for information about Isaac and Sol for her cousin Nia. Chris thought she was human and that she was too busy to continue their relationship. Chris was boring but very easy to pull information from, while he didn’t right out tell her what was going on, Ebony could easily piece together his subtext and hints.  

Tristan Lawton (Ex-Boyfriend): Tristan was surprisingly easy to get close to but Ebony was unable to make it last as long as she would have liked to. The witches and warlock supernatural community is tightly knitted and Tristan called her out for being a hunter on their second date. He seemed cool about it and asked to keep seeing her which Ebony indulged in for a few months pulling away. They have continued to see each other off and on for the past 6 years.

Carter Bialar (Ex-Boyfriend): Ebony went after Carter after Alice Colt was attacked by someone from the Cat Pack. Grant wanted info and they only had a last name to go off of. She tracked down his son and pumped him for as much info as she could. He ghosted her after she met one of his friends and she thinks they may have figured her out.

Riley Anderson (Flirted): Ebony inadvertently got Riley’s information from Carter. Riley was his college buddy that Ebony found out was a bear shifter. She shared the information with Alexus and Grant but was told to hang back while Alexus worked with the senior members of their pack. Riley was unknown to them since he never frequented the Fields Hotel. Ebony still flirted with him and faked interest in purchasing a house. They attended a few parties together and hung out but Ebony had to call it quits when he wanted to introduce her to his friends, including Carter who she had recently broken things off with on bad terms.

Audo Wilhelm (Ex-Boyfriend): Audo was one of Ebony’s first targets. Grant wanted her to get an inside look at Shutter House Exports & Import and Audo was supposed to be her ticket in. He was literally the only magic user they knew that took some type of transportation to work instead of using magic. Ebony was sure she was ready but she quickly caught genuine feelings for Audo. It wasn’t love but she cared about him and his well being. Ebony quickly got what information she could and called things off.  

Platonic Connections:

Nia Anderson (Cousin): She couldn’t stand Nia while they were younger, believing she got everything she wanted for a quarter of the work that Ebony and Imani did. They’ve become closer in their 30s and Ebony has come to realize that Nia doesn’t really seem to want to be head of the Andersons. That realization has taken a lot of the animosity away, and Ebony can have fun with Nia.

Trevon Anderson (Cousin): Ebony likes Trevon and thinks he’s making his own path. He seems to have really taken to Grant and Blaine, and Ebony thinks it’s made him a better hunter.

Marquis Anderson (Cousin): Ebony doesn’t really know what’s going on with Marquis. He always seems to be lurking in the shadows, or on his way out. She hasn’t been hunting with him in ages, but apparently he holds his own.

Raven Jenkins (Cousin): Ebony likes Raven. She gets her independence and thinks it should be encouraged. She’s loyal to the family and a good hunter, so there shouldn’t be any problems.

Tirra Jenkins (Aunt): Ebony can’t stand her aunts. Tirra is off in her own world thinking she matters more than the rest of them. The best thing she did was have Raven.

Amy Colt (Good Friend): Imani and Blaine introduced Ebony and Amy to each other when they first started to date. They bonded over being their families dealers and hunting. They’ve recently started to share contacts. Their personalities matched enough to hang out away from their families and hunting in general.

Rebecca Stone (Friend): Rebecca pulled Ebony aside at Lilly’s House with inquiries about a leather jacket she was wearing, Ebony took it upon herself to order multiple genuine leather jackets for Rebecca; Ebony heard Rebecca was a leather jacket enthusiast. They’ve remained in contact and have become friends.

Samir Khoury (Acquaintance): Ebony orders ingredients from Samir and Judsoin for the Anderson’s batch of hunters Ancestral Elixir. To keep supernaturals from finding out what exact ingredients they use, Ebony orders 100 different ingredients a week but for the entire month only one or two of them would be what she actually needs. Since ingredients are rare, it’s hard to find other hunters who are willing to share their sources or supplies. Samir doesn’t ask questions and thinks she is a human beautician and naturalist.

Judson Cleirigh (Acquaintance): Ebony orders ingredients from Samir and Judsoin for the Anderson’s batch of hunters Ancestral Elixir. To keep supernaturals from finding out what exact ingredients they use, Ebony orders 100 different ingredients a week but for the entire month only one of them would be what she needs. Ebony thinks Judson may be suspicious of her but he has yet to say anything or acted out in any way to confirm it. He has randomly started to add care tips for growing her own ingredients at home but none of them have been any of the key ingredients she needs. She thinks he’s just being nice and helpful.

Sirius Cobic (Mutual Agreement): The human shifters seem to be the neutral party in Chicago and they own the police. Ebony can’t tell for sure if every person in the police department is a human shifter or if it’s a mixture but it is clear that Sirius is the ring leader. Sirius randomly approached her one day with a proposition that Ebony couldn’t refuse. He was willing to hand off untouchables and other supernaturals that go unpunished by their packs to the Andersons.  

Douglas Gish (Mutual Agreement): Douglas is another known human shifter that approached Ebony nearly a year after Sirius did but around the same time as Sarah. The human shifter police officers were willing to hand off human cases that weren’t handled properly or didn’t have enough evidence to prosecute. They are willing to turn a blind eye to their activities as long as they aren’t messy. Malik seems to be the only one that still gets speeding or parking tickets.

Sarah Harris (Mutual Agreement): Sarah has approached Ebony and Elle Colt about hunting human criminals. Jackals have no use to hunters besides information; the same can be said for rats and nimbles. The Anderson’s family hunt for hire for the local Jackal Pack and in return the jackal government workers look in the opposite direction when it comes to zoning, public records, licensing, code enforcement, power and light bills, etc.

Blaine Colt (Brother-In-Law): Ebony encouraged Imani to start dating Blaine and has always been supportive of their relationship. Ebony likes Blaine’s way of hunting and looks forward to working more with him in the future.

Fiona ‘Fi’ Marz (Friendly): During a really bad tornado, Ebony took an anonymous order for animal shifter and human shifter blood. Her contact turned out to be a vampire. They continued to deal like this for bad thunderstorms and tornadoes. After Imani joined the Colt family, Ebony shared another dealer, Amy Colt’s information with Fi to lessen her load.

Hostile Connections:

Malik Jenkins (Uncle-In-Law): Malik has never tried to get to know Ebony personally. While Malik and Grant are friends, he has practically ignored Ebony and Imani. They’re unsure why but cannot bring themselves to care about it.

Alexus Anderson (Aunt): Alexus always looked down on Ebony and her open ways. Besides family and hunter business, Ebony tries her best to ignore Alexus.

Seth Allen (Annoyance): Seth is a new player in town. Sarah Harris has apologized on his behalf multiple times and Ebony had to fight to get his name off of the hunters free for all board at Lily’s House. Seth has been spotted around town in his animal form and spraying graffiti everywhere.

Jazmine Anderson (Aunt): Ebony can’t stand her aunts. Jazmine is the biggest backstabber of them all, and even though they all know this, they repeatedly get played. Ebony knows she’s not immune and has limited her time talking to her after she created a fight between her and Imani.

Pets:

Meowth (Siamese Cat): She saw Meowth in the window of a pet store on a “Me Time” vacation and couldn’t get his face out of her mind. She went back three times that week and on the third time, bought him and everything he’d need.

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