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eloquentreverie · 7 months

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: author! ransom drysdale x female reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Y/N spends the autumn months trying to drag her boyfriend Ransom Drysdale out of his writing cave and into fall activities. Despite Ransom's sarcastic and occasionally broody attitude, she is determined to soak up every ounce of her favorite season, whether he likes it or not.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Ransom being a flirt & an asshole, fluff, implications of smut but other than that it's pretty pg-13. A little grumpy x sunshine trope if you squint.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 5k+

A/N: Here's another author! ransom one-shot. I had to write this since it's his season!

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐎𝟑

Summer had finally taken its last breath in Boston. Soft raindrops dripped down the windowpane as Y/N browsed through the books at the local bookstore. Originally, they had planned to go to one of the nearby pumpkin patches.

Browsing through the shelves of classic literature, her fingertips grazed over the spine of one in particular, one of her favorites, Wuthering Heights. She was about to pull it when she felt Ransom’s arms wrap tightly around her waist. His face dips down into her shoulder. “We’ve been here for hours,” he mumbles against her skin. “Are you almost done, baby?”

When she doesn’t answer, he peppers kisses onto the side of her neck, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. “Ransom, stop it,” she hisses, her voice shaking from the mix of being flustered and excited. Just as Ransom was about to continue, she turned around, her hands pushing against his chest. “What are you doing?”

“Well,” he starts, leaning in even closer. His tone was now low and sultry. “I’m bored and I’ve had to watch you for two hours, looking all cute in this skirt, imagining all the ways I want to just—“ Ransom pauses when he hears a creak in the floorboard. At the end of the aisle stands an older woman.

Her gray hair was pulled into a neat French twist, and she wore a long-sleeved blouse with a pencil skirt. Her lips were pursed, and she shot daggers at the two of them. “May I help you two?” she hissed, her tone dripping with disgust.

Y/N’s eyes flew wide in surprise, and she pushed Ransom off of her. “Nope. Just looking!” The woman gives them one last judgmental glance before walking away.

“Well,” Ransom quipped with a smirk as the librarian was out of earshot of the two of them. “She seems like fun.”

“I can’t believe you,” Y/N giggled, her cheeks heated up with warmth as she took Ransom’s hand in hers. “Come on. Before you get us into more trouble.”

“Ransom, give it back!” she squealed, chasing him into the kitchen and finally cornering him as he was lifting the book up above her head. She sighs defeatedly until he lowers the book in his hand back down. He skims through a few pages of the book, brows furrowed as he reads.

He looked down at her, a smug expression on his face. ”Was your goal to purchase the most depressing romance novel you could find?”.

She playfully narrows her eyes at him, her voice taking on a sassy tone. “It’s a classic. Now hand it over!”

“Not so fast!” He says, wetting his fingertips and flipping through a few pages. His eyes suddenly widen, and his face takes on a smirk. “Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you—haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know, that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!” He pursues, his words dripping with sarcasm. He was clearly enjoying this.

Y/N rolls her eyes. Her arms are crossed over her chest, and she taps her foot impatiently. She was not going to let him win this time.

Ransom looks up from the book, his eyes meeting hers. “Out of all the classics, you pick this?” He asks, his tone now serious.

“What’s wrong with it?”

“It’s just...it’s so dark. I mean, Heathcliff is an asshole.”

“So are you,” she quips, smiling sweetly.

He takes a step back, his hand clutching his chest in mock hurt. “You wound me!”

She giggles, running her fingers through his hair. His eyes flutter shut, and he leans into her touch. She pulls him down to her level, pressing her lips against his. When they break apart, she smiles up at him. “Now, give me back the book. Please?”

“Fine,” he sighs, handing her the book. “But only because you asked nicely.”

She takes the book from him, placing it on the counter. “Thank you,” she says, kissing his cheek. “Now, come on. We’re going to be late for dinner.”

Autumn had fully taken hold. The crisp air was chilled, and the leaves crunched beneath their boots as she tugged Ransom into the pumpkin patch. “Do we really have to do this?” he grumbled, a deep sigh leaving his lips. “Can’t we just go back home and drink hot chocolate and watch scary movies?”

“Nope,” Y/N quipped as she scanned the farm for a perfect pumpkin. She finally sees the one and rushes over to it. The pumpkin was a dark orange, and it was almost as big as she was. “Ransom!” she shouted as she ran. “Over here!”

He shook his head and laughed at how excited she was. He watched as she stopped in front of the pumpkin. Her eyes were wide and sparkling, and her smile was so bright it could light up the entire town.

“You keep picking the bad ones. Here, let me do it,” he sighed, shaking his head. But as he bent down, he couldn’t help a faint smile tug at the corner of his mouth. “See. This one is perfect,” he said, placing his hand on the top of the pumpkin.

“How do you know that one is perfect?” she asked with a smirk as her hands came to rest on her hips.

“Because,” he answered as he stood up. “It matches your beauty,” Ransom quipped with a smirk before wrapping an arm around her shoulder, bringing her into his side as they began to walk out of the pumpkin patch and into the parking lot.

She lay out in the yard, her fingers raking through the dying grass as Ransom watched. The leaves danced through the wind, and the chill in the air seemed to have a slight sting to it as she shivered slightly.

His gaze stayed fixed on her, her face full of pure joy and excitement. “Why don’t we take a break and go inside,” he suggested, his mind was racing. He tried not to take things there, especially since it was just getting late, but his dirty thoughts had been creeping in more recently.

“Yeah! Sure! What should we do next then? There is so much we could do and honestly, I don’t even know where to start,” Y/N confessed. Her energy was always through the roof.

He knew she couldn’t help it, but he tried not to laugh at her overly cheery and extroverted demeanor. He wasn’t fond of social settings or anything remotely close to what they were doing at the moment.

“I have an idea,” he uttered. His words dripping with sensuality, his face now looming close to hers. Ransom's expression took on the cocky yet lustful vibe he always had about him. “And I can assure you,” he added, his finger lightly tracing her jaw, his lips brushing against the tip of her ear. “You will like it.”

She sat up slightly, a few leaves stuck in her hair from lying on the ground. “What if I don’t want to?” she teased, batting her eyelashes playfully.

“Hmm,” Ransom smirked as a wave of cool breeze passed through the yard, a few fallen leaves rustled across the now grass-stained sweater and jeans she had put on that day.

He knew it would’ve been a matter of time before she would eventually catch on, so his mind was racing about where to take this next.

She couldn’t hide the heat that was now creeping up into her cheeks; she couldn’t hide the way her heart started to beat so loudly as his hand cupped the side of her face. She couldn’t hide the way her core ignited like sparks to kindle; as she began to ponder every thought in her mind.

She stared up into his eyes. They were a brilliant blue; almost like the color of the sky on a cloudless summer’s day. She bit her bottom lip, trying to suppress the whimper that was threatening to leave the back of her throat as Ransom’s other hand slowly traveled up her thigh.

Ransom smirked down at her, his face nuzzled into the crook of her neck as his hot breath tickled her ear. “I didn’t think you of all people would be shy about these types of activities,” he whispered, his lips ghosting over her skin in a taunting manner.

Y/N gasped when she felt Ransom’s lips trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her throat. His hand slipped further up her skirt until his fingertips met the cotton fabric of her panties. Her breath hitched, and she grabbed his hand. “Ransom, not here. It’s cold.”

“Then let’s go inside,” he suggested in a raspy voice. “Let me warm you up, baby.”

She gave him a teasing smile and stood up abruptly. Ransom stared up at her with a raised brow. “You coming, hot stuff?” she asked with a wicked smile as she turned and began to walk towards the house.

He wasted no time and quickly stood up and followed her. But as she reached for the door handle, he snatched her wrist and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. “Here will do just fine,” he smirked into her ear.

He licked a long stripe along her neck, his tongue swirling deliciously around the delicate skin; savoring the taste of her sweet sweat that clung to him like hot embers. “Ransom, you’re nuts. We’re not having sex outside...” she whined softly, trying not to give in to him so easily; trying to resist him so she could show a little of defiance in her personality.

But the way his body pressed up against her own, making her feel so protected and wanted, was a dangerous combination. It was intoxicating; as if the whiskey coursing through his veins somehow seeped into hers through some form of a magical spell or sorcery of some kind.

“Well, that’s a shame,” he whispers back, his voice vibrating against her neck, making her let out a faint moan. Ransom gently moves her hair to the side, nuzzling the tip of his nose to graze gently up her neck before taking a small bite. Not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to cause her to yelp.

“You really shouldn’t wear skirts and dresses like this,” he groans against her skin; feeling how wet she is through the fabric of her panties as he skates his index finger along her slit before softly tapping her clit.

She rolls her eyes but is unable to conceal a sharp breath escaping from her lips, her jaw clenches in silent frustration when he pulls his hand away and places it underneath her chin and turns her head back just a bit to meet his gaze, his smirk playful yet almost devilish as he speaks with a teasing tone; his tongue lightly clicking with disapproval. “You know what happens when I find out a beautiful girl is trying to seduce me? I mean really, baby...”

“What?” she breathes out, her doe eyes wide as she looks up at him. “How am I seducing you?” she asks, trying her best to keep up the innocent facade.

Ransom chuckles darkly, shaking his head at her. “Oh, baby, you know exactly what you’re doing. You know how much I love your legs and your ass in these skirts and dresses you wear. You know how much I love seeing you squirm underneath me, begging for me to touch you. And you know how much I love hearing you scream my name when I’m fucking you.”

Her face heats up. She bites her bottom lip, trying to suppress the whimper that threatens to leave the back of her throat. He smirks, his fingers tracing the outline of her jaw before he leans down and captures her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue slips into her mouth, exploring every inch of her sweet cavern. He tastes like cinnamon and spice, and she can’t get enough of him.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans, breaking the kiss and resting his forehead against hers. “You taste so fucking good. I could eat you for days.”

She whimpers, her hands gripping the front of his shirt. “Please, Ransom. Please fuck me,” she begs, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ransom smirks, his hand sliding down to cup her ass. “I thought you’d never ask, baby,” he growls, lifting her up and carrying her inside the house.

The next morning, she woke up to the sun shining through the curtains and onto her face. She stretched and yawned, feeling the soreness between her legs from the night before.

Y/N smiled to herself, thinking about how amazing it felt to have Ransom inside of her. She rolled over and saw that he was still asleep next to her. She gently traced her fingertips along his bare chest, admiring his toned muscles and soft skin.

He stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open as he looked up at her with a sleepy smile. “Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered, his voice thick with sleep.

“Good morning,” she replied, leaning down to kiss him softly. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

“How did you sleep?” he asked, running his fingers over her hair.

“Like a baby,” she giggled, resting her head on his chest.

Ransom chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “I’m glad. You deserve it after last night.”

Her cheeks heated, burying her face in his chest. “You’re such a tease,” she mumbled.

He laughed, kissing her again. “Only for you, baby.”

She rolled her eyes, playfully slapping his chest. “You’re insatiable,” she teased, kissing him again.

He smirked, rolling her onto her back and hovering over her. “And you love it,” he growled, kissing her neck. She hummed, her fingers threading through his hair. “Ransom, babe. We can’t do this right now.”

He pulled away, looking down at her with a pout. “Why not?” he whined.

She laughed, shaking her head at him. “You promised we’d go to that new coffee shop today. Remember?”

Ransom groaned, rolling off of her and falling back onto the bed. “Fine,” he sighed. “But you owe me.”

“I’ll make it up to you later, I promise.”

He smirked, pulling her into his arms. “You better.”

The scent of freshly ground coffee beans wafted through the air as Y/N and Ransom entered the small cafe. The interior was cozy and inviting, with warm wood floors and exposed brick walls. There were plants hanging from the ceiling and soft jazz music playing in the background.

They made their way to the counter and ordered two coffees. Ransom paid for them both, despite her protests. They found a table by the window and sat down, enjoying the view of the fall leaves blowing in the wind outside.

“This place is really nice,” Y/N said, taking a sip of her iced coffee.

“It is,” Ransom agreed, smiling at her. “I’m glad you suggested it.”

She smiled, taking another sip of her drink. The caffeine was just what she needed to wake herself up. “Me too,” she replied, glancing at Ransom.

She couldn’t help but notice the way the light from the window hit his face, making him look even more handsome than usual. He looked so serene and peaceful. She found herself getting lost in his deep blue eyes.

“What?” he asked, noticing her staring at him.

She grinned, shaking her head. “Nothing. Just admiring the view.”

“Oh?” he smirked, raising an eyebrow. “I thought the view was out the window.”

She laughed, shrugging her shoulders. “You can admire both. I’m just saying that I like the view right in front of me.”

Ransom chuckled, taking a sip of his coffee. “Well, in that case, I’d have to agree with you. The view from here is pretty damn amazing.”

They shared a laugh, enjoying each other’s company and the atmosphere of the cafe. Y/N had a sudden realization and cleared her throat before saying: “We’ve been together for quite some time now and we never had a proper first date.”

He quirked an eyebrow as if to question the validity of the statement, which, of course, she found amusing.

“I mean, you never took me on an actual date. You know, like the one you go on when you really like someone. When you want to show them off to everyone,” she continued, “That’s why we should do it today!” she suggested.

He paused and gave the suggestion a moment’s thought before his gaze shifted down to his coffee as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “That would be a lot of fun.” He paused again as the smile spread further across his face before he looked up at her once more. “So, where to first?” he asked.

She pondered the question for a moment before her gaze wandered outside the window and onto the sidewalk below. She noticed a small group of kids playing with leaves in the crisp fall air, and a couple walking down the street holding hands.

“Well, maybe we can go to the park?” She suggested as her gaze turned back toward him with a soft smile. “I’ve heard it’s pretty there.”

Ransom nodded in agreement, “It would be a shame if we didn’t, “He responded.

She smiled, taking a sip of her iced coffee before turning to him with an inquisitive stare.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “What is it?” He asked, sensing something was off about her expression.

She shrugged her shoulders with a smirk. “Nothing. It’s just...” Her words trailed off, unable to complete the thought due to a sudden onset of shyness and embarrassment at what she was about to ask of him.

He furrowed his eyebrows even further and leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. “Just what?” He pressed.

She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, exhaling a shaky breath before finally managing to speak her mind. “Can we play in the leaves?” She asked timidly.

The corner of Ransom’s mouth twitched slightly and his lips parted, his gaze falling downward as his eyes darted back and forth before slowly turning upward, meeting her gaze. His lips parted and curled up slightly before parting once more.

“What? “He asked with a small smirk. “Did you just ask to play in the leaves?”

“I know it seems childish but, it’s fall.” She bit the inside of her cheek, waiting for his response. Knowing Ransom, he was probably never going to stop teasing her about this.

He chuckled to himself, his shoulders rising and falling as he shrugged them back, “Sure, we can do that. We have time.”

A huge smile spread across her face as she placed her hand on his. “I’ve always wanted to do that with you. Thank you.” She replied softly.

“Don’t mention it. “ He paused momentarily, glancing back outside the window before turning his attention back toward her with a sly smirk, “It might be fun.”

After the two of them finished their drinks, they walked across the street and headed toward the park. There were plenty of leaves, both large and small, scattered across the ground. There weren’t too many other people out, as it was still a bit too early for most people. Ransom shook his head before tossing his drink in the nearest trashcan. “I can’t believe you’re making me do this.”

Y/N chuckled and looked up at him. “Just give it a try. It will be fun! And it’s a nice day.” She smiled sweetly as she spoke and began gathering a large pile of leaves, which Ransom hesitantly joined in on. “This is crazy, Y/N,” He remarked.

She ignored him for the most part and lay down on the ground. “Can you like stop complaining for one minute?” She teased. He laughed in response and got on his back next to her, lying in the leaves, staring up at the clear blue sky.

The smell of leaves and damp earth was in the air as the autumn breeze gently brushed against their faces. Ransom watched as his girlfriend attempted to make a leaf angel. She had managed to spread out her limbs on either side of herself as far as she possibly could without them becoming uncomfortable. “I can’t believe you’ve never done this before,” she said.

Ransom shrugged and chuckled lightly, “Well, you know how it is...growing up rich...parents never took me outside for shit...” He said matter-of-factly.

She nodded, understanding Ransom better than most people. “True.” she paused for a moment as her expression turned solemn. “I’m sorry your childhood was like that.” She paused again as Ransom lay in silence, staring at the sky.

She then let out an audible sigh and spoke once more, “I guess we could spend some quality time together now, though.” Her statement prompted a chuckle from Ransom as he slowly turned his head, meeting her gaze for the briefest of moments.

“And do what? Play in the leaves all day?” He queried.

“No, just spend more quality time together. This seems relaxing. Plus, it’s a nice fall day. Better than working indoors all the time. Isn’t it?” She questioned him with a soft grin plastered across her face, awaiting his response, “It is pretty relaxing, I have to admit.” He agreed with a halfhearted smile before turning his attention toward the vast expanse above him once again, enjoying the silence that hung between them as she chuckled under her breath to herself. She leaned over, pressing a soft kiss on his mouth before pulling away.

She hummed softly with amusement. She paused momentarily as Ransom’s gaze lingered upon her lips. He caresses the side of her face, his thumb rubbing against her supple skin before he chuckles.

"You have leaves in your hair," he softly remarked. He reached up and gently removed one from within the tangled locks that adorned the sides of her face. He delicately slid his fingers through them as he removed several more. Ransom shook his head, amusing himself with the statement as she proceeded to gaze upon him with curiosity and concern.

Her forehead scrunched with curiosity and her brows furrowed in response. “What are you doing?" She inquired with slight intrigue.

Ransom shrugged off the question as if it held no importance and continued to brush through her hair, using the tips of his fingers. She continues to gaze upon him intently until Ransom places one final leaf within her locks before stopping his motions abruptly. He smirks slightly before resting his hand on her cheek once more and leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on her lips.

“Beautiful.” He remarked briefly before turning his attention back upward toward the clear blue autumn sky once more, Y/N still laying next to him gazing at him with intrigue and curiosity. Silence follows suit between the two. She smiled warmly and hummed in contentment, closing her eyes as another breeze blew by them, rustling the leaves near her head, and sending them all flying everywhere in a flurry.

Ransom chuckled softly beneath his breath in amusement at how carefree his girlfriend’s nature seemed to be compared to his own cynical one. She giggles in response with a slight smile on her face before glancing in his direction once more, seeing that his eyelids remain closed tightly.

She leans upward ever so slightly, placing herself in front of Ransom’s head for the briefest of moments to place one final lingering kiss upon his forehead. “I love you, Ransom,” she mumbles quietly so only he can hear and rests her head once more beside his in contentedness.

“I love you too, beautiful,” He mumbled softly in response before opening his eyes and gazing back up towards the sky once more, basking in the silence between them both once more. Her smile continues to linger on her face, growing wider by the moment.

Y/N happily walked into the living room with a bowl of popcorn. As soon as she set the bowl down on the coffee table, she felt arms wrap around her waist.

“Boo!” he screamed, making her squeal slightly. She giggled softly after getting over the initial shock of his hug as he rested his chin upon her shoulder and hummed affectionately. “You scared me,” she replied, continuing to laugh lightly.

Ransom chuckled along with her as she turned around within his hold on her torso, wrapping her arms around his neck loosely, gazing affectionately upon his features, letting one hand settle at her waist while he moved the other upward toward her shoulder.

His thumb caresses her arm softly as he stares into her eyes with warmth and longing. Her cheeks heat beneath his gaze, looking down sheepishly. “What’s with you today?” She inquired curiously.

Ransom shrugged slightly. “Nothing. I just love you, is all,” He states simply before placing a gentle kiss on her forehead briefly causing her cheeks to heat further and her eyes to shut instinctively in reaction as she leans into his touch with a smile etched upon her lips. “You’re my girl.” Ransom declares in a deep and low husky tone.

After the quick forehead kiss, her eyes flutter open once more, locking onto Ransom’s cerulean ones which appear as deep and endless pools of the sea, so full of depth and complexity that they seem to glisten slightly beneath their gaze.

The light from the fire dances wildly off of their surfaces creating a halo-like effect behind them as he stares directly into hers with intensity. “So possessive,” she teases. Ransom smiles slightly before leaning in closer to her face so that their noses nearly graze and their lips hover over one another, only inches apart. The warmth of Ransom’s breath tickles her lips and the feeling sends a shiver down her spine.

She inhales deeply, letting out a shaky breath as Ransom laughs softly under his breath. Her cheeks heat once more and her heart begins beating rapidly within the confines of her chest.

“I can’t help it,” he replies. Ransom’s voice sounded as smooth as silk as it left his lips in a slow and deliberate manner.

“You’re mine...my everything...” He whispers, continuing to hold her gaze intently.

She blinks a few times, trying desperately not to look away or tear her eyes from his intense gaze. It feels as if he’s staring straight into her soul, reading all of her deepest secrets and desires.

The sensation makes her feel exposed somehow, even though they’ve been together for months. She swallows hard, fighting back the urge to bite her lip nervously because she knows that Ransom has already seen such behavior coming from her.

His eyes widen slightly as a smirk begins to spread across his face. His gaze remains fixed upon hers and he nods subtly, acknowledging her struggle to maintain composure under his scrutiny.

“There’s my girl, “Ransom’s voice rings out, cutting through the silence like a knife as he takes notice of her biting her bottom lip anxiously, breaking their silent staring contest. She laughs softly, pulling away. “Stop doing that,” she mumbles before plopping down on the couch.

He snickered and walked past her. “Doing what, beautiful?” He called out, “Being a fucking tease? Because that’s definitely what you’re doing!”

Y/N smirked at him before taking a handful of popcorn and throwing it at him as he sat on the opposite side of the couch. A playful scowl forms on Ransom’s face as he glares at her before moving over and tackling her, pinning her to the couch. “I’m going to make you pay for that.” His tone was ominous, but his facial expressions gave it away. He wasn’t mad. In fact, he was quite the contrary.

He loves roughhousing with her, and it turns him on immensely when she fights back.

“Oh, yeah?” she retorted sarcastically, with a cocky grin. Ransom couldn’t keep himself from kissing that cheeky little smirk off her face when she raised an eyebrow and rolled her hips against his, grabbing a handful of her ass before moving downwards to plant kisses along her neck as she moaned and writhed beneath his grasp.

He gripped her waist tighter in order to hold her steady. Ransom bit the lobe of her ear roughly and whispered seductively, “I promise that you’ll pay later tonight for being a tease. But for now, let’s watch the movie.”

With a nod, she relaxed her body and allowed him to remove himself from atop her before he adjusted himself to sit up comfortably next to her. “Your loss, Ransom. Your loss.” She said casually before shoving another handful of popcorn in her mouth with a small smile.

Ransom laughed in agreement and clicked play on the remote. The two cuddled up next to each other as the movie started and settled into their normal routine of bickering throughout the film.

Their laughter and chatter filled the entire house while they ate popcorn and drank wine throughout the rest of the evening, until eventually, Ransom stood up from the couch abruptly and extended his hand toward her.

Her brows furrowed as she leaned back. “What?” She questioned curiously.

“Dance with me,” he stated confidently.

Her mouth gaped open in astonishment. “Huh???”

“I’m serious. Come on!” Ransom insisted, ignoring the shocked expression on her face completely as he grabbed hold of her hand and gently guided her in front of the fireplace which had just begun crackling with warmth and flames as it emitted a dull orange glow into the surrounding air. “Are you insane?!”

“Perhaps,” Ransom replied with a chuckle, “But come on, Y/N. Have some fun with me for a change!” He declared as he wrapped both arms tightly around her waist from behind and pulled her back against his firm chest, cradling her body between his own broad shoulders.

His head rested comfortably atop her right shoulder, nestled close to her neckline. Their bodies fit snuggly together as one while Ransom began rocking them back and forth gently in a soothing motion to the tune playing on his phone in the background. "Please, Y/N... dance with me."

The pleading note to Ransom’s tone broke any resistance she might have mustered previously as she reluctantly relinquished control of her senses and melted into his embrace without hesitation as his essence and scent that surrounded her engulfed entirely her. “Ok. Fine!” she relented before she fell backwards into his arms, allowing the warmth of the fire to envelop her body and fill it with pure bliss.

He grinned triumphantly, knowing he would always get his way when it came to matters involving her, and she enjoyed giving him what he desired most every single time because it always ended with her pleasure as well.

After a while, she turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Seriously. What’s with you tonight?” she asked, smiling widely. “I’m not sure, baby,” He murmured. “Maybe something to do with being buried in those leaves earlier and then sitting here watching this stupid old Halloween movie... Is it really that bad?”

“You mean the movie we chose because you hate slashers?”

“I didn’t say it was a horror film, per se. I just think that most movies are boring as shit. If they have a plot line that involves the characters running around chasing each other, killing themselves off one at a time until someone saves the day, and then living happily ever after for the rest of their lives. Then they aren’t interesting at all.”

“Really, Ransom? That’s how you define good entertainment these days?” Y/N quipped sarcastically.

“Shut up! It’s your turn to be entertained tonight, not me,” Ransom teased before bringing his face close to her ear. “Let’s get you out of those clothes.”

She gave him a playful pout before pulling away. “Nope. I think I’m too tired.”

He chuckled lightly, “Liar.”

They stared at one another for a moment until they burst out laughing loudly at the same time before plopping back onto the couch, embracing each other tightly. “What? Someone’s gotta keep you in check. And I think I spoil you too much.” She giggled again, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

“And how do you propose to do that?” he questioned with genuine curiosity lacing his tone of voice while placing kisses all across her face repeatedly as he trailed down to her neck. He traced her earlobe slowly. “I don’t know.” she moaned softly, “I haven’t thought that far ahead. I’m just gonna enjoy my time with you tonight. That’s all.”

Ransom hummed approvingly as he continued planting tender kisses down her throat.

After he was done placing sweet kisses on his girlfriend, he looked up and smirked. “Well, that works for me. I’ll take whatever you give me.”

She laughed softly as she wrapped her arms around Ransom’s waist and rested her head against his chest. He smiled in response and placed a kiss atop her forehead before getting up, walking them both up the stairs and into their bedroom. She let her hand slide up his back gently, rubbing it affectionately. “I love you,” she whispered softly.

“I love you too, baby,” Ransom replied with a smile.

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