#for me it's usually naked unless it's cold then i'll put on a shirt

[eddiediaaz]

i'm nosey okay

#tumblr poll #tumblr polls #poll #polls #for me it's usually naked unless it's cold then i'll put on a shirt #i live alone tho #if i sleep somewhere else i don't sleep naked lol #i just find clothes restrictive when i sleep because i move a lot so it just gets all tangled and ugh idk

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@perpetuallyobsessed my friend I've been put on 3rd main at the nursing home and it have me idea while thinking of you

Out like a Light(Saitama x Nightshift!Reader)

CW/TW: None

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No matter the distance, the journey home from work couldn’t be any longer. Particularly on a third shift. Trying not to speed while also trying to beat the daylight before your body decides to be a stubborn prick and say “oh, light means awake. No sleep”

Work was such a kick in the ass, you’re too tired to even attempt to unwind. Hopefully you got it in you to at least attempt to stretch or crack a couple bones before putting yourself in a coma.

Saitama would be getting up to start his day in a few short hours. Not much time between then to actually mingle with each other, unless you walk in as he’s just getting out of the bathroom. He’ll stay up with you for a little then.

Your mind is more impatient than your body as you fumble half-mindedly through your keys, passing through each one multiple times. Now they all look the same. Sometimes forcing your eyes to blink resets your perceptions. Not much now. With your luck, the door before you is unlocked and opened from the other side.

There’s Saitama, fully pajama’d and looking about hammered. His tired eyes look more sunken than usual. His resting expression is heavier. Like his brows hand low themselves, making a half-squint crease his face.

“Welcome home,” he says, contrastingly happy-sounding.

"You up already?" you ask, confused

"I've been up a while," he says, letting you in, then returning to the futon and taking a seat criss-cross

You shut the door, then set your bag down to start taking off your jacket, "How long is a while?"

"Since..well since you left."

You freeze mid-zip, "Huh!? Saitama, are you nuts???"

"Maybe," he responds, a little smile gracing his face.

"That's not good for you dude...why did you?"

"You’re probably right," he watches you hang up your coat and start undressing from your dirtied work clothes, "You sleep most the day, and you're up late. I miss you, you know."

"Aw, I know, Saitama," you reply, feeling a bit guilty, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, ____. I just want to sleep a night, er day, with you. I figured if you could stay up all night, I could too.”

“Well, good job, honey...but don’t mess up your own schedule.”

He rests his face in his hand, sighing, “It didn’t start getting to me until about 4. It was weirdly peaceful, though. Something about the quiet is kinda relaxing.”

“It is,” you respond, “And most night shift people have the 4am problem, too.”

“I fit right in. Too bad monsters attack during daylight. I could be a Hero of the Night or something.”

“Maybe you could be. They could change your hero name to that.”

“Oh yeah, that’ll be the day...are you gonna take a shower now?"

"Ah...I'll do it when I wake up," you say, tossing your dirty clothes in the hamper. Taking out a larger shirt of yours, you put it on on to be only modestly nude. Too cold to be ass-naked.

“Ok.”

Saitama rubs his eyes and flops backwards onto the futon. You attempt to be quick to the bathroom with brushing your teeth, washing up just a little with a rag so you don't feel dirty. Fixing whatever the hell happened to your face. A lazy arrangement of your hair so it doesn’t look just as you walked in when you wake up.

Your poor boyfriend couldn't make it that long. He's passed out when you come out, even if it was only just a couple more minutes you were in there. A sigh of content quietly brushes your lips. How loved you feel knowing he just wanted to just have just a little longer with you than he usually gets. Not half bad for a boy with a typical bedtime of 10pm. 

Yeah, it would be cool if there was more night duties for heroes. Hero of the Night...eh, doesn’t ring well with him in particular.

You double check that you locked the door before going over to close the curtains completely. Saitama might find some true appreciation in the pricey black out curtains now that he’s sleeping a day like you. When you crawl into bed beside him, he’s roused a little when you lay your head on his chest. You’re locked into a close-cuddle embrace with his arms. You hear him mumble your name, so sleepily it sounds about drunk, before a kiss is pressed on your forehead.

Again, he’s out like a light.

#opm #one punch man #anime #opm x reader #saitama #saitama x reader #saitama hcs #saitama opm #saitama headcanons #saitama/reader

[morimallow]

Dive With Me

⚠ : slight (?) NSFW in the beginning.

pairing: Hoshiumi Korai x reader because he be second to my Morisuke.

HOLY SHIT, I FORGOT. THIS CONTAINS SLIGHT SPOILERS ABOUT THE HAIKYUU MANGA.

“K-Korai..!” you called out his name as you tightened around his dick. “Slow down.. a-ahh..” You grabbed the edge of the headboard to gather some strength because he was pounding into you real good. He was filling you to the brim, hitting the exact same spot over and over again.

He leaned closer to you with his mouth dangerously near your ear. Hearing his soft grunts and heavy breathing just turns you on even more than before. “If you want me to slow down, you have to beg,” he pulls out his thick cock until only the tip is in, he continued, “louder, for my name,” he thrusts in you in one swift harsh move, “and harder, my darling.” You clenched your dripping pussy upon hearing that endearment he only uses in bed.

You moaned and screamed his name as he thrusted in and out of you harder and faster. “Fuck, baby. Are you trying to milk me, huh? You feel so fucking good.” Without a word, you squeezed him inside you as you ride out your orgasm prolonged by your boyfriend's hot groans and marks by sucking your neck. Korai followed you and came inside, his thick cum filling up the condom haha u thought practice safe sex.

After resting for a bit, he stood up in all his crowning glory I mean dude he's seriously hot threw the condom in the trash bin and went back to the bed spooning you.

He placed soft open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder and nape, secretly trying to look at your phone screen.

“Korai, love,” you started and he hummed in response, his all attention on you. “Can we adopt?”

He moved his hand from your waist down and started drawing soothing circles on your stomach. “Why? Is one of us infertile or something? We can just make one. You should've told me to stop using con—” You cut him of by your hysterical laughter.

“Fuck!” You continued laughing, grabbing his hand tightly around your stomach as it starts to hurt. Then finally, you said, “But we can't make a whale, babe. I want a whale.”

Right then, you were now laying on your back and you see in your peripheral vision that your boyfriend is staring at you— blankly. After a while, he said breathlessly, “Are you serious right now? You're unbelievable.”

“But I really want a whale. Midnight is so cute!” you tried to reason out to him. You had your obsession with whales when you were in junior high. These large mammals roam in vast and calm oceans that you just wanna swim with them forever. You were a professional diver even before you started college and graduated from a prestigious school, earning your bachelor's degree in Marine Biology and now you're taking up Cetology for further studies.

Seeing that your boyfriend is still not convinced, you straddled his stomach, completely forgetting that you're butt-naked. Placing one of your gentle hands on his hard and toned chest, you gave him your puppy eyes, “Just look at him!” you exclaimed as you held out your phone to him, picture of Midnight's tail above the water.

And with that, Korai almost gave in to your charms like he always does. He placed his rough and calloused hands on your hips, “Baby, we can't possibly home a huge ass whale here—” and you snapped. You know Korai doesn't share the same love for whales as you do but he should at least know it's illegal to take whales from their natural habitat.

You got up and stood by the bed and said with such disappointment, “Home a whale? That's what's impossible. It's an adoption! It's just a certificate but the staff would take care of him. They'd just send us pictures and videos of our baby and that's it.” You stomped towards the bathroom, with your back facing him, you said, “You should've at least known that I'd never adopt a whale to live in our house but to help them,” entered the room and slammed the door at his gaping face.

Feeling irritated at your actions, Korai decided to share this to his team and get their opinions.

“Even you, Kageyama? Seriously,” he scoffed and went out for his early morning run. You usually go together but you're both irritated so Korai decided to just ignore you.

Walking out of the bathroom, you saw that Korai was no where to be found. Maybe I hurt him..? You tend to not think of someone's feelings when it comes to whales. Guessing that he won't be back until lunch or probably until dinner, you went to your university to continue your lab research. If he'll ignore you then might as well ignore him too.

You couldn't concentrate on your research and your professor suggested you go home early and come back when you feel better. You agreed, thinking that your boyfriend was waiting for you to come home and you'd make your dinner together but when you got home, it was empty. It was cold and just.. dull. He's not here. It's just a house.

Trying to be optimistic, you started to make dinner. Since your boyfriend is an athlete, you made him something which is low in carbs and high in protein. You were always thoughtful and observant — keeping tabs on every little detail about him. Like how he crunches his nose when he blushes, how he kisses your forehead when he has early morning practice, the way he moves making the smallest sounds possible because he doesn't want to wake you up..

An hour passed. Two, three, four..

You lost count and fell asleep in the dining room.

You've had enough. Alright, Y/N, you're going to the university, finish Chapter 4, pass it to professor, continue your experimentation, go for an evening jog and don't think of Korai. Who cares if you're getting busy the day before your birthday? Not like your boyfriend will throw an unexpected party or at least come home, right? You're pathetic. And you did just that.

Sun shining through the window, you slowly opened your eyes. You looked at the clock and it was already 11AM. Maybe he's home. You ran towards the door, with the biggest smile on your face, to see if his shoes are there. And they weren't.

You came home at around 21:32 and you're beat, so, you took a quick shower and went to bed, not bothered by the fact that he didn't come back.

The soft mattress of the bed left your back and was replaced by two strong and muscled arms. It was warm. It was home. It was Korai. You didn't believe that he was here carrying you to who-knows-where. But even so, guilt was eating you up and you said to the dream Korai, “I'm so sorry, love,” and you sniffled a cry. The dream Korai kissed your forehead and then a peck to your lips. “I'm sorry too, my love, but I need you to go back to sleep, okay?” He's not real but you muttered an okay back anyway.

When you dream, you always end up waking up on the floor not unless Korai is holding you in your sleep but you didn't expect that you'd wake up in a different.. soft bed. You slowly sat up because you were kinda dizzy. Maybe you did fall off the bed but the small window inside the room said otherwise. It was still dark out, probably dawn. Your boyfriend's Adlers jacket caught your eyes. It was hung beside the window with a pair track pants and your favorite shirt from Korai's closet. Feeling a little chilly, you wore the given clothes and tucked your hands inside the pocket of the jacket. You felt a paper and took it out. It read: Come to the upper deck, baby. There are signs so you won't get lost. I'll be waiting.

You saw him leaning slightly over the railings. With the strong wind and waves crashing against the ship, he couldn't hear you walking towards him. You placed your arms around his torso, placing your hands against his rock-hard abs to keep it warm. “You weren't a dream after all,” you whispered more to yourself as you tightened your grip around him.

“I'm always real,” he replied as he took one of your hands and putting it up to his lips to kiss it. It was warm. It was real. Clenching your hand to a fist, you pressed your forehead against his back and held back the tears. “You're here. You came back..”

He turned around and held your chin with his thumb and index finger to look into your eyes. His features softened even more as he saw your tears. He cupped your cheek and held you by your waist, pulling you closer to him and pressed his lips against yours. You missed this. You missed him. The kiss was slow and passionate. You pulled for a brief moment to tilt your heads and came back to each other's lips. Eyes closed, bodies in one big bubble, and hearts connected. He pulled away and you chased his lips and slowly opened your eyes. He has this mischievous glint in his eyes. You know he saw you wanting for more and you blushed looking down.

“Fuck this,” you muttered. You wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your tip-toes, and kissed him again. This time, longer.

He snaked his arms around your waist and backed you up against the railing. He bit and nibbled on your plump lower lip as he pulled away, out of breath. He placed an open-mouthed kiss on your exposed neck and you moaned at the warmth.

“Let's go back to our room, yeah? It's quite cold,” he stated as he ran his hands through your hair.

“Carry me? You're warm,” you showed him your puppy eyes and super pouty lips, result of your intense kiss.

He shook his head and smiled at your cuteness. He spread his arms and said, “Jump,” and you did. He immediately supported your body as your wrapped your arms and legs around him, burying your head in the crook of his neck and dozed off.

You woke up again in a moving vehicle but this time, you were blindfolded.

“Korai! Are you fucking serious?!” you shouted because you have no idea where your boyfriend is seated or whether he is in the vehicle.

Series of laughters and uh-oh's erupted as someone chuckled beside you and kissed your cheek. “Don't worry, love. We're close. I just hope you're ready for this.” You scoffed, said fine, and squeezed his hand.

After a while, the vehicle stopped. The door was opened and Korai tugged your hand. As soon as you were outside, you asked, “The ocean..?”

Korai guided you to an office. You heard him say, “Mr. Hoshiumi. Yes.. yes. Thank you.”

“Ko-chaaaaaan, tell me what's happening. Take of—” And he really did take off your blindfold. He handed you a paper bag and instructed, “Go change into that. The changing room is up ahead to the right. I'll wait for you here.”

In less than 3 minutes, you came back to the spot and screamed, “I'M GOING DIVING?!” with so much excitement that the staff started to laugh quietly. You eyed your boyfriend. The wetsuit hugging his toned body and it occurred to you.. “YOU'RE DIVING WITH ME?”

Double-checking whether your gears are properly secured, your eyes caught a whale, leaping out of the water. You're frozen in the spot. “Korai..”

“Hmm?” he replied, busy with the equipment.

“I saw Midnight,” you said to him. Then, you turned to the staff who was with you and asked, “The whale who just leapt. That was Midnight, right? Tell me I'm right.”

As she was about to answer, the sound of a whale diving back into the water entered your ears. You whipped your head and just saw the tail. Your eyes widened. “Holy fucking shit, Korai! It really is Midnight!” you whisper-shouted to him.

His eyebrows furrowed and confusion was clear on his handsome features, “How do you know? You just saw it's tail.”

“Exactly!”

“What? Don't whales all look the same?”

You can't help but roll your eyes at his question. “Of course not. Whales are identified and and named by their tails. His name is Midnight because his whole tail is a dark shade of blue.”

“Oh, good. Now I can identify my son as well,” he said to you smiling. You melted at the sight but then you realized..

“Son?! You adopted Midnight?!” you whisper-shouted at him again.

“Yes, and why are you whisper-shouting? You can just voice out your excitement, you know?”

You glared at him, “Excuse me, Hoshiumi Korai. You must know that whales could be gravely affected by noise pollution.”

After diving into the water with Korai and the staff, who is holding a camera, maybe for documentation of something, you quickly searched for Midnight.

With your keen eye, you spotted him and quickly swam towards him, Korai and the staff followed behind, so you could bond with him.

While swimming with the adopted whale with so much joy, Korai grabbed your hand and made you face him.

You gave him a questioning look and it was answered the time he pulled out a small box and opened it. You were shocked.

You pulled the him upwards, heads now above the water. You quickly took off his mouthpiece and goggles. As you locked eyes with him, he knew the answer.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, he held the box tightly in his hand and you wrapped yours around his neck.

Your lips met. The saltwater or probably tears joining in your mouth. He pulled away, pressed his forehead against yours and held your left hand. As he slipped the ring and kissed you once again, Midnight leapt just behind you. And the staff captured this perfect moments.

After getting the certificate of adoption and the whale brochure, you were now in the upper deck with Korai by your side, enjoying the full-blown formal engagement party planned by your fiance's rivals and now friends back in his highschool days.

With a drink in his hand, a light brown-haired man approached you. You recognized him as one of Korai's teammates in the Japanese National Team.

“Congrats, man. I was gonna let you pay double for the rent if Y/N-san here didn't accept your marriage proposal,” Yaku-san said and laughed lightly. He acknowledged you by bringing his cup of wine lightly towards you and you did the same.

“Thanks and as if I'd pay double. Go away. Shoo!”

“Oh, you're dissing the owner of the ship now? How bold, Hoshiumi-san,” then Yaku started to walk away. When he was near the door, he shouted, “Pay triple, you fucktard!”

As Korai was babbling incoherent words, probably insults, you grabbed him by the arm and pulled him towards the side of the deck where no one can see you. Looking down and pinching his blazer, “Give it me.”

“Give to you what?”

“Your coat! Let me wear it.. ”

He hugged you tight and placed his chin on top of your head, “Why, my fiancee? Want to show your possessio—”

“My nipples are hard, goddamn it, Korai!” you said it directly at his chest. He pulled away looked at your body. You looked extra ravishing tonight as you wore a red silk dress—low cut to show enough cleavage, a slit up just below your hip, spaghetti straps and your lower back fully exposed.

“You're so perfect I want to pound into you until you can't attend university for your degree but I'll deal with you later,” he said as he took of his coat and draped it over your shoulders.

“Let's go greet some more guests,” he said and started to walk towards the crowd.

Feeling a little bolder, you grabbed his tie and pulled him towards you, nose touching.

Maintaining eye contact, you licked his upper lip and said seductively, “Can later be now, darling?”

He groaned into the crook of your neck and replied, “I'm gonna give you the best birthday present yet.”

M. List

#hq hoshiumi #hoshiumi smut #hoshiumi kourai #haikyuu hoshiumi #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #kamomedai #hoshiumi x reader #korai hoshiumi #korai x reader #hq x you

[neoarchipelago]

Her Teacher (Teacher!John Wick x Reader) part 4

A/N: ok… i'm like so pissed cuz I wrote this like 5 hundred times and I'm still not satisfied with it but hey. Here you have it my darlings it's short, not very good, so I apologise annnnd no real smut in this one...

Word count : 3 207 

Warnings: blood, light 18+ content, violence 

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The sun was barely visible in the sky when you opened your eyes. Looking at your side at the man sleeping, you smiled to yourself. You didn't entirely understand how things happened this quickly but you were in bliss at the moment. You watched him as he slept, his back shown to you. You took notice of the tattoo on his back and bit your lip. The way his toned back and tattoo made you feel was ridiculous. He was full of surprises. You were tempted to touch his back, to let your fingers run across his skin… where a few light scratches covered his shoulders. You blushed heavily, knowing exactly where did those come from. You let your eyes close for a few seconds, the tiredness getting the best of you once more. 

The sound of a phone ringing made you frown and moan. This was a rude way to wake up. However the strong arms you were wrapped in seemed even grumpier. You heard him groan as he lifted himself up on a arm to grab his phone on the nightstand. 

"Yes, Winston?" He let out in a husky voice. 

You smiled up at him as he glanced down at you. His features seem to soften, making you blush. 

"Today?" He asked, frowning again. 

Another pause while you cuddled up in his arms, hiding away your blush. 

"Alright. I'm on it." The last words were spoken in a hurry as he hung up. 

The phone was throne a bit harshly on the nightstand as John wrapped his arms around your body once more, making you giggle as he ducked down to plant light kisses on your neck. However the soft bite that followed changed the mood entirely, as you let out a soft moan. Another groan was let out by him as you shifted position. He was hovering over you, your legs around his waist and your arms wrapped around his neck. You were already both naked from the long night you spent and it was making the temperature rise quite quickly. He stared into your soul, making you drown into his deep brown eyes. 

"John…" his name rolled off your tongue as if it was always meant to be. 

You loved watching his reaction every time you spoke it out, the way his gaze seem to darken. Leaning down to kiss you, you let yourself lose yourself once more unto his touch. He pulled away making you moan in disappointment. You could see it in his eyes, how he wanted to pursue this to much deeper and enjoyable moments. But he was holding back. 

"(y/n)... I gotta get up…" he let out in a breath. 

You sulked a bit, acting cute. He smirked at your attempt to make him stay. 

"I really have to go. I have to... some things… to take care of." He added seriously. 

"Do you really have to go now?" You asked your voice still a bit sleepy. 

He seemed to ponder the idea for a few seconds. You used that moment of unawareness to beg one last time. 

"Don't leave before making love to me at least…" you let out in a soft whisper, looking at him directly. 

You were always mesmerized by the way you could see how he broke down to your pleading everytime. Like if something broke inside of him every time you asked for more of him. The reaction you were begging for didn't took long to show. 

"Wouldn't think of it…" 

His rough whisper made you shiver under him, as he kissed you once more, your tongues melting together as you pulled him closer to you. His rough hands ran across your skin, leaving a trail of fire behind, as your own hands tangled in his hair. You breath caught in your throat as one of his hands reached in between your legs. However the moan you let out mixed with the sound of another phone ringing. 

You mentally cursed whoever was calling you as John chuckled, unfortunately pulling away. 

"You're not gonna answer that?" He asked with a smirk. 

You shook your head. No. You didn't want to answer that. 

"No.." you let out in a whine. 

He chuckled once more, leaning back down to kiss you. But he was unreachable once more. He pulled back, just a few inches. 

"I'm not going to fuck you right now…" he whispered looking into your eyes. Making you breathless. 

"You're gonna have to wait until I come back." He added.  "And you are not allowed to touch yourself, unless I allow you to." He finished in a tone that left no room for discussion. 

You whined, but you knew it was pointless. 

"Yes sir…" you simply let out, feeling a bit breathless. 

He kissed you once more making you melt one last time. You felt cold when he got up from the bed. You watched him as he got dressed, noticing the amount of scars on his skin, making you wonder how some of them were even possible. He glanced back at you, as you faked a pout. He sat on the edge of the bed, letting his hand run through your hair. You heart was drowning in the amount of feelings this man made you feel. You watched as he grabbed your phone. 

"Code princess." 

You blushed at the pet name but complied, showing him the code to unlock your phone.

"Your friend Leia called you." He let out as he typed something on your phone. 

"I'll call her back after." You said, snuggling your blanket and curling closer to him. 

He threw you a side glance as he paused for a second, before turning back to your phone. You wanted to giggle and melt away like a child but refrained from acting like that in front of him. His phone buzzed and he put down your phone, checking his. 

"When will you be back? Do you think… we can see each other again this weekend?" You asked, not wanting to ask for too much either. 

"I don't know princess… I'll try my best. I'll text you, okay?" 

You nodded before sitting up suddenly as he stood up. 

"But I don't have your-" 

" Yes you do." He let out in a smirk. 

You gasped, before he leant down, kissing you one last time. 

"See you later princess." 

"See you…" 

And just like that he was gone. 

The silence that filled the room was almost suffocating. You still felt like your body was burning up. The memory of his hands touching your skin was slowly making you wetter. You wanted to touch yourself, relieve at least a bit of the tension he built inside you, but playing his game was much more tempting. And as if he could read your mind, your phone buzzed, with a message sent from him. 

'Don't touch yourself.' 

You giggled and decided to obey nicely, getting up instead of lingering in your tempting bed, where his smell seemed to trap you into a land of dreams and memory you didn't want to leave. Putting on an oversized shirt and just some panties you decided to take a breakfast before running a bath. You felt too hungry at the moment. 

While you poured yourself a cup of coffee and grabbed some toast, a knock was heard at the door of your small apartment. Little time had passed since John left and you wondered if he had left something. You glanced around the room frowning and walked to the door. As you opened it you froze in place, and almost choked on the piece of toast you were chewing. 

"T-Tommy?" You called out. 

The boy smiled up at you as you tried to hide your confusion. It was maybe 9 am, and you weren't used to see him come to your house, uninvited. 

"Hey there sunshine!" He rang, in his usual good mood. 

You tried to smile as he pushed passed you to walk in. You closed the door and walked behind him. 

You followed him into your small kitchen where he sat in one of the chairs of your small round table. 

"What brings you here? Did something happen with Leia?" You wondered truly confused with the situation. 

"Oh, no. I just wanted to check up on you, you know? Wanted to see how you've been." 

You smiled up at him, finding back that feeling of a brother's affection in his words. He had always been protective of you and Leia like this and you truly found it adorable. Growing up you didn't have any siblings and Tom had always played that part in your life. 

"I'm fine. I've been much better lately, thank you for worrying tommy…" you spoke out, before taking a sip of your coffee. 

"I'm glad, bunny." 

You giggled at the pet name. He always seemed to find new weird or cute pet names to call you. 

"Yo, you got that book… hum … you know from that English dude who writes theater?" He asked making you giggle again. 

"Romeo and Juliet, from Shakespeare tommy." You let out in an amused tone. 

"Yes, that! For my English literature class" he added in a smirk. 

"Yes sure it's in my room, on one of the book shelves" you said while standing up. 

"Wait, I'll go, eat your breakfast little mouse." 

You chuckled once more as he stood up, throwing you a wink. You sighed, sitting back down as you watched him disappear into your room. Grabbing your phone, you pondered on the idea of sending John a message. You missed him already, but you didn't want to bother him if he was busy. The sound of Tommy's voice brought you out of your dilemma, as you put your phone down again.

"Did you have a sleepover?" He asked, a smirk on his face yet a small frown. 

You felt your blood run cold for a second. You were sure your face had whitened at the question, as your mind raced over what could have possibly gave him this idea. 

"H-hum… no, not really..." you said, trying to smile away your sudden panic. 

He stared at you for a second before smiling. You shivered at the sight. It wasn't a warm smile, it felt… cold. Something inside you was screaming that this wasn't a safe situation anymore. Trying to change the subject and the mood you spoke out. 

"Do you want some coffee tommy?" You asked, rising from your chair and walking to one of your cupboards.

"No. Thanks." His tone was empty, yet the smile hadn't left his lips.

"Some toast? Orange juice?" You added. 

"I want to know the fucking truth." 

You glanced at him in shock. His smile was gone and he was looking at you angrily. 

"Excuse me?" You added, frowning. 

"I want to know who you been fucking with?" He spoke coldly. 

"Tom!" You half-yelled. 

Fear started rushing through you as you felt tiny under his angry and cold stare. He took a step forward, and you could suddenly hear your heart pounding in your ears. 

"Your room stinks of that fucker's perfume." 

What? You frowned. He smelt John's cologne? On your sheets? You could feel yourself getting sick at the thought. 

"I-I don't think it's any of your business…" you let out, trying to sound brave. 

He let out a cold snicker, as he looked down at the book in his hands. He turned around, and slammed the cup of coffee on the table, sending it crashing against the wall. You let out a yelp, now fully scared. You were expecting him to turn to you, but he simply walked out of the room, and you heard the front door slam shut, making you jump in the process. The tears blurring your eyes as you tried to process what just happened. Trying to figure out how did the the situation took such a dark tone. You wondered if he would come back, and adrenaline ran through you as you rushed to your front door to lock it. Letting yourself fall down, your back against the now secured door, you tried to catch your breath as you sat on the ground. How of breath from the panic you looked around your empty apartment and you wished John was still here. 

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"Hello?" 

The voice was shaky and John frowned. 

"(Y/n). Is everything ok?" He immediately asked. 

The small moment of hesitation made him worry. 

"Hum… y-yeah… it's just… I've had a rough morning" you tried to finish in a chuckle. 

John didn't buy it once. You voice sounded hoarse, like you had been crying. John was already having a bad feeling. 

"Have you been crying?" He asked, his tone revealing a bit too much the growing anger inside him. 

Again. The silence that followed only made it worse.

"A bit.. yes." You couldn't lie. Not about this. 

John closed his eyes, anger and worry rushing furiously through him. 

"What happened?" He asked. 

Every second of silence that fell before you answered made John want to rush back to your house. 

"Can.. can we talk about it when you'll be here?" You pleaded. 

John set his mind immediately. 

"Yes, I'll be here tomorrow night, don't stay alone. Call your friend over. Alright?" 

"Hm hm." You agreed. 

"Hey baby girl. I'll be there soon. Alright?" 

"Alright…" 

Hanging up, John changed his attitude immediately. Suddenly, he felt extremely annoyed he had to take care of this job. His goal was to finish it as soon as possible and go back to you. The thought of someone hurting you… he closed his eyes for a second. Loading his gun, he didn't wait another second before starting his job.

His moves were angrier than usual. Faster. They were set to kill, and to kill as fast as possible. His focus didn't falter. Yet he was messy. This time there was much more important to do.

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You looked at your phone after John hung up. He had somehow immediately noticed something was up. Sighing you still did your best to do as he advised. Looking down at Leia's missed called you decided to call her back, and maybe propose some sort of actual sleepover with her. 

You were glad she immediately accepted. You tried your best to keep your mind of the morning's events. Cleaning up the house and studying all day, you did your best to keep your mind busy. 

The sun slowly vanished from the blue sky, and you knew Leia would soon get home. You had prepared your room for the perfect sleepover. Fluffy blankets and pillows and a movie on a small projector. Snacks and of course, you had ordered pizza. 

You just wanted to enjoy the night and forget about the 'tommy' incident. But things weren't exactly your side. It was such a shame. You were so happy to hear the door ring. Jumping on your feet you ran to the door. But as soon as your eyes landed on Leia's red eyes. You knew something was up. 

"Leia? Honey… what's wrong?" You asked, pulling her inside softly and closing the door behind you. 

Grabbing her bag, you both walked into the bedroom and sat on the bed. 

"(y/n)... You don't even know…" your sweet friend whimpered. 

Grabbing her hand in yours, you tried to calm her down. 

"Hey, tell me, what's going on?" You asked, truly worried. 

"It's tom…" 

You felt your heart jump for a second. Did she know? Squeezing her hand, you tried to look as calm as possible. 

"He..he went out this morning… and...when he came home, he was so angry. He yelled at everyone at home… he broke a lot of stuff in his room… and then he left..." 

The tears were falling from her eyes, and you pulled her in for a hug. Should you tell her? The behavior of her brother was entirely your fault. You couldn't hide this from her. 

"Leia… this morning…" you said pulling away, and looking down at your hands. 

Wiping her tears she frowned looking at you. 

"(y/n)... What's wrong?" She asked. 

"He passed by my house this morning. Everything was ok until… I mean… Last night… I wasn't alone. And I don't know how, but he figured it out, and got furious. He was rude and smashed a cup in the kitchen. I-I'm sorry… It's my fault…" you stuttered. 

"W-what? N-no… it's his fault! You two are not together… you never even showed him any interest…"

"I-I know… I was just as confused as you… and… I didn't even know how to react…" you let out. 

"Wait...what do you mean? You weren't alone?" She asked, curiosity getting the best of her. 

You blushed heavily. The conversation was definitely taking  another turn when Leia sent you a knowing look. 

"Oh my god! You need to tell me!" Her excited tone made you smile. At least you could make her forget her sadness. 

"I don't know… If I can tell you yet…" you said, blushing a bit. 

"It's ok… we don't need to go over the details." 

You both laughed. Eventually the conversation grew over your new 'secret lover' like you both decided to call him. You obviously did your best not to give any hints on the possible person. The pizzas arrived and you were glad you asked Leia to come. She made you forget the trouble that seemed to loom over you. After choosing a movie, a comedy, you threw on the fluffy blanket, and enjoyed the show. You both laughed and eventually fell asleep. 

But something felt odd. Your mind raced over the events in the morning. You felt like Tom was only starting to be a problem. And you didn't even know how would John react to it. 

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Blood was dripping from his hand. Looking around at the bodies laying on the ground, John felt slightly less angry. He walked out of the building by the back door and got in his car. Looking at his watch, he chose not to send you a message. You were probably sleeping and he wanted to clean up first. He wanted to look normal for you. Thinking back to your tone during his phone call John frowned. He wondered what could have possibly made you feel like this. 

His grip tightened on the steering wheel. Yes. He had to make it to your house as soon as possible. 

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In the shadow of the night, a lonely soul stands against a tree. The darkness of the night hiding his features. But anyone could have seen the dark look he kept sending towards a single window of the building he stood in front of. His hands roughly tightening around a book. The title known to many, as the love story inspired so many lonely souls. But Romeo and Juliet had always been more of a tragedy than a perfect love story. A perfect illustration of love, blood and death. 

The boy grinned sheepishly to himself.

"Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, asleep… and awake, it's everything except what is is…" 

Yes. Romeo and juliet were known to many... and sometimes even love sparks darkness. 

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[sirenasinsib]

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” 

You ran through the maze of back alleys hoping that it would be too small for the large robot to follow but still it -he- was behind you. The sound of his large form crashing slightly into the buildings as he ran to you. 

You turned only to come to a dead end, your only options are to run back down the same way you came from, but you were out of breath, your body burned, or to hid behind the garbage bin and hoped that he was an older model that couldn’t scan through metal. 

“Ohhh a little human game? Hide and Seek? I like this game. Humans are adorable thinking that they can hide.” 

The quiet clang of metal on concrete slowly got louder as the robot drew closer. 

“I wonder hmmm.”

Suddenly police sirens went off near the alley and you could hear the screech of metal and could guess that the thing turned sharply to the sound. Then the clang of metal was loud before fading out quickly. Did he run? 

Slowly creeping your head from behind the garbage bin, you didn’t see him there anymore. A noticeable scrape of paint on concrete was all that remained. You put a hand to your head, tangling slightly into your hair as you gave a small laugh of relief. 

You didn’t know why he chased you, deciding to stay clear or him or any activities that might  draw him, noticeable anything with fire, but he watched you and gave chase when you panicked and ran.

It was too late before you felt the cold rubber like appended wrap around your waist as another went over your mouth. Your scream cutting off suddenly as you were pulled up before being thrown to a gravel floor and his large legs slammed over your right arm and left leg. 

He gave a laugh as the wires untangled from your body it felt all over. The blank faceplate was a dark blue as it leaned in very close.

“Did you think a few police sirens would scare me? How wrong you are.” 

“What do you want with me?” 

You growled defiantly once the wire left your mouth. His head tilted, the ear like fins flicked. 

“To study of course.”

Your stomach dropped more than you thought it could. You felt like crying, was this really it. You were gonna die to a twisted robot who wanted to study humans.

“Oh no, not like that, something more. . . intimate.”

A wire had trailed down to your pants and slithered over your hips and thighs, very close to dipping between your thighs. The sudden feeling surprised you but the more rational part did not want anything to do with this robot. 

“C’mon now. I’m told that I am very nice.” 

“Nice would be asking for a date, not chasing someone like they're an animal.”

It slammed its large hand near your side. 

“If I wanted to chase you like an animal, I would have done so.” 

If it wasn't for the fear you felt currently, that statement might have turned you on. Slowly he rose himself. The four wires snaking around your body again as it released your arm and leg. Lifted up again as the wires twisted and flipped you in the air. 

"What are you doing? We're are we going?"

The head twisted slightly to look back at you but stayed mostly forward as the wires kept you to its back.  

"Somewhere more quiet, where I can hear you scream unbothered."

You were about to yell or ask another question before a wire slid over your mouth. 

The ride to. . .wherever you were was shaky. He crawled along the walls or jumped from roof to roof. You tried breaking free a few times when the fall was safe enough but it just cooled tighter like a snake. Biting the wire in your mouth proved futile. It caused the bot to halt and purr slightly, the sound and feeling of it vibrated through your body as electricity crackled and shocked you slightly. 

Your body gradually got to a numb like state, perhaps it was the acceptance that you were stuck with this robot or due to the weather or even the electricity it seemed to send your way, you weren't sure. 

Eventually he slowed down before jumping to the ground. It walked and based on the surroundings you could only guess it was an old abandoned factory. 

A wire coiled away once inside the building and slammed the large garage door shut. The other three extended from his back and brought you towards is front and gently placed you on an old bed. 

"Unlike my attitude I don't enjoy forcing. So the faster you cooperate the faster we can both get what we want." 

His small hands petted over your hair and neck before going to your shoulders as it felt, it didn't move the jacket or shirt purposely, letting its fingers get caught on the clothes before pulling them away to pet somewhere else. 

The bigger set of hands stayed steady at your waist. Pinning you there but with the option to move slightly. The wires danced carefully along your skin, snaking into your hair to run by your ear, another from your ankle and up to your thighs before it darted to your hip and behind to your back. 

"What do you want?"

He gave a sigh. 

"Must I spell it out? And here I thought you were smart, or are the records of yours lying." 

"What happened afterwards? If I accept."

"When you accept and I get what I want I'll let you go back to your life right before I plucked you out of the city. Besides your smart enough to accept, unless you want to starve to death."

"You dont think I'll tell the cops?"

"That a human was kidnapped by a large and powerful robot, was fucked with your consent and it let you go. We both know they call you a slut. . . Is that what you are?"

It nuzzled its faceplate into your neck, mocking a kiss. It didn't seem like a bad idea, you would get screwed, no strings attached, wouldn't get killed, and hopefully not hurt, more than usual when it comes to sex and robots. 

And well when it came to robots you couldn't deny the small attraction to them. The interactive designs, the powerful builds that could crush but don't, because they know how to not do that.  

"Fine, just - just dont hurt me."

"See that's the thing that bothers me about humans."

He spoke as he slowly pushed at the jacket 

"Why do some of you want to be treated badly, what makes you love the pain, but what also brings you that spot-

A large hand had moved down and squeezed your thigh slightly, the thumb so close to just touching your center. 

"-of pleasure, of pure bliss. I want to see just how I can break you."

Your shirt was gone next, the wires and his small hands tracing gently over your skin, tapping slightly on the few bits of cybernetics. Then the wires started to latch, a sudden influx of need laced in electricity pulsed through. A sharp gasp left you from the sudden feeling and he laughed. 

"Didn't know that we could do this, that I could do this, did you?"

You didn't speak, couldn't, your tongue felt heavy in your mouth and just the constant pulse of the desire. You squirmed and he lifted you. One of the free wires plucked at the button and zipper of your pants before his hands came down to pull them and your shoes off. 

Slowly one of his smaller hands trailed along your legs before resting on your stomach, the other going up higher before a finger tapped at your lips. 

"You don't want me to hurt you."

There was humor in his voice before your lips opened and slowly the finger pushed in. It tasted like a soda can. The metal itself was rugged slightly and worn. You watched his reaction, seeing the fins flick slightly as the wires bent and swayed his other three hands pet along your thighs, hips, waist, and butt. All it did was make you warm and wet. 

Suddenly his other hand and a wire grabbed at your panties and ripped them off. The sound of protest caught in your throat from his fingers. A purr like laugh escaped him. 

He pulled his hand away, a small pop noise came out. His finger circled the nub and folds slowly, the metal may have warmed slightly from your mouth but it was still a difference in temperature. 

Slowly a finger slid in leaving you to gasp again and give a quiet moan. You could feel the purr that left him with the finger inside. Slowly he moved it forward and back as his thumb played with the nub. Then he curled his finger and you slammed a hand over your mouth to stop the moan from escaping you. 

"Now now."

He stopped moving, the pleasure from the wires on your cybernetics stopped as well and it caused a quiet whine. 

"You need to be louder than that, I want to hear you."

Slowly your hand moved away and a purr came from the large bot. 

"Good girl, now . . . speak."

The finger moved quickly, curling again, letting a shuddering moan out quickly. The bot continued his pace before slowing to ease another finger in. 

"So soft yet tight. I wonder just how much will it take to break you."

"Nnnhhh you got a thing for breaking stuff."

"Only in the most pleasurable ways."

A third finger was added and it made you hiss quietly. Slowly it drew back to only two. The fingers spread and started to scissor as they moved in and out. 

The pleasure was rising steadily now, leaving you panting and tugging at the bed to not cover your mouth. Then he pulled his fingers back, leaving a small empty feeling. 

The wires were coiled tightly around you, having not noticed from focusing on the fingers he lifted you with them, spinning you to have your back to his chest as he moved away from the bed, only to stop in front of a large mirror. 

"Oh."

Was all that came out of you, seeing your naked form, held by curling wires, your legs being spread by his own large ones. Your skin, slightly sweaty and flush. 

The small right hand trailed up before grabbing at your collar bone, more like holding then squeezing. His left rubbed along your body as his large hands went back to your thighs. Cupping from the front, the left one slid slowly before cupping your mound. 

A finger slid in easily, the second one as well. It was exotic seeing his fingers slide in and out as his other hands and wires curled around your body. You could see a small light flow through the wires, a question on your lips but it was cut off as a sudden wave of him came through. 

You could feel the fingers like it was you sliding them in and out, that it was you who was holding someone like this and screwing them in front of a mirror. 

You groaned loudly at the feeling and a third finger was added. His right hand slid over to your cunt but instead rubbed lightly at the nub. Slowly the pace increased, as did your moans and their volume. 

"Covert!"

You shouted his name, pleading to hit that edge, the wires tightened their hold as did his hands, they squeezed slightly as the pace continued. 

You spoke his name, again and again, getting the reactions stronger now till something snapped and you came with a shout. The aftershakes going through as slick dribbled out onto his hand and floor. 

You jolted slightly, feeling Covert do the same as the faceplate slowly started to gain its cyan blue color. The fins flicked repeatedly as his grip relaxed, changing the hold to something like a Bridal style as he brought you to the bed and placed you there. His body lowered, a metal clang resounding and you could only guess he was laying on the floor as his ruler body laid on the bed. 

"Rest for now, I will return you to where I first saw you later." 

The wires curled away before they grabbed the blanket and brought it over your body. The wires retreated, the only contact to the bot was the soft petting he was doing to your head, letting his fingers smooth out the knots gently. 

It wouldn't hurt to sleep for a bit. 

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