#glorious would have been a better movie if it hadn't been so straight

[cmrosens]

The thing about the movie GLORIOUS (which my husband nailed after I explained the plot to him) is that it is another film where the mediocre straight white guy thinks his world has ended because he had a break up that was his fault. So he has a crisis and fails to use a glory hole in a rest stop bathroom for the entirety of the film.

And the film does indeed equate his crisis to the apocalypse so he's justified in thinking it is the end of the world.

I know the twist to his backstory, and that redeemed the film because I enjoyed that part. But still

Come on man.

That said, I liked Ryan Kwanten's performance. It was fine.

#glorious would have been a better movie if it hadn't been so straight #glorious movie #ryan kwanten

[witcherislovewitcherislife]

The Batman: My Spoiler-Free Review and Reaction

I saw The Batman last night in IMAX and it was absolutely glorious!! I hadn't been to my nearest IMAX theater in over a decade because it's on the other side of the city but I had to go day one to experience my most anticipated film of all-time in this way. I'm very glad to report that the film was better than the theater lmao. The seats were too small and cramped and I was shocked that an IMAX theater didn't have recliners in 2022. On top of that the room was way too big for the screen but I digress!

The reason I'm mentioning the theater conditions is because even with them the 3-hour runtime of the film still flew by. The only slight lull comes during the middle of the movie when there is a lot of exposition that may take some people out of it a bit but for me personally, I love that shit so I didn't mind one bit.

I'd like to quickly mention some of the influences for the film that are portrayed in brilliant ways. Matt Reeves and the cast mentioned numerous 70s neo-noir films that inspired the film and each one has bits taken from it that combine beautifully. There are shots in The Batman that feel straight out of The French Connection, Chinatown, Taxi Driver, and The Conversation. There is also one particular scene between Bruce and Selina that feels directly out of Klute. It's great to see that Matt Reeves influences came through so clearly. His love for cinema is on full display.

The story of this film is everything I have ever wanted from a Batman movie. A detective driven mystery/thriller that showcases Batman as the World's Greatest Detective. We see both his superior intellect and advanced gadgets work in unison to help him solve the Riddlers conspiracy. Numerous characters and fascinating lore are intertwined to craft a wonderful narrative that kept me enthralled the whole way through. The film is certainly worthy of being compared to the graphic novels the inspired it. I think fans of all Batman mediums will enjoy this, whether you've only read the comics, only seen the films/shows, or only played the Arkham games, there is something here for most fans!

And while the mystery is propelling the film forward, the characters and world are ever-changing and growing. This film shows a desperate Batman who is not having the intended change on Gotham go from a symbol of vengeance to a symbol of hope. He is a forever changed man because of what happens in this movie.

The visuals and score are both true highlights, both are 100% worthy of Oscar nominations in my opinion. Greig Fraiser is an absolute legend already, going back-to-back with Dune and The Batman. You could watch this film on mute and still be enthralled with his captivating camerawork. But that would be foolish because of how excellent Michael Giacchino's score is. He adds so much to every scene, with heavy noir influences (especially with Catwoman's theme) that make this feel like the detective thrillers of old.

Gotham City has never looked better in live-action. The city is alive, from the gothic architecture to the neon lights and the constant rain, the overwhelming despair of this city is felt in every scene. Matt Reeves has crafted an intricate city that both feels lived in and timeless.

The hair, make-up, and clothing departments all deserve unanimous praise as well for their outstanding work. Selina's wigs and outfits had me damn near drooling and Colin Farrell is unrecognizable as The Penguin. This is also the first live-action Batsuit/Cowl combo that I have truly loved. The suit is beat-up and homemade and you feel it. You can tell that Bruce Wayne spent dozens if not hundreds of hours in the Batcave crafting this. Truly superb work all around.

Now, onto the heart and soul of this film: the characters!

Robert Pattinson is 100% without a doubt the best live-action Batman by a damn mile. He completely encapsulates who this character is: how he talks, how he moves, and how he looks are flawless. Pattinson's performance is some of the best work of his career and he displays an incredible range of emotions behind the cowl. One scene with The Riddler in particular still has me reeling, a subtle change of his jaw captured everything Bruce was feeling perfectly.

Speaking of Bruce, while Pattinson is the best Batman, I can't yet say he is the best Bruce Wayne. Simply because there is not yet a large enough body of work to go by. He is Batman for I'd say roughly 85% of the film. There is no Bruce Wayne playboy persona yet. He is Batman by night and a recluse by day. The few scenes we do get of Pattinson as Bruce are wonderful though. He is dejected and depressed, clearly having never gotten over his parents death which is a catalyst for his relationship with Alfred throughout the movie.

All of that being said, I have no doubt that should we get a trilogy, Pattinson will undoubtably be the best version of both Batman and Bruce Wayne. He goes on a tremendous arc throughout this film and I know that would only continue with two more.

Zoë Kravitz steals the show. She is in my opinion the best version of Selina Kyle we have gotten outside of comics and is an absolute delight to watch. The way she talks and the way she moves is Selina Kyle personified, absolutely flawless. I enjoy the other interpretations of this character in other films but never has Selina been so multi-dimensional. She has actual layers to her and goes on an arc that the others hadn't.

Her relationship with Bruce is a major aspect of the film. In many aspects The Batman is a love story. They change each other deeply and neither of them will ever be the same. The film Klute was a big inspiration for their relationship and it shines through in every scene. They left me lovestruck and heartbroken (and aroused tbh) and wanting more!

Jeffrey Wright is brilliant as Jim Gordon. He has a buddy-cop relationship with Batman that makes each detective scene all the better. His portrayal at times is even campy with the way he reads some of the riddles but he pulls it off completely. This adds for some nice little humor as well. Seeing him risk his reputation, career, and life to stand by Batman is everything that makes him such a wonderful character and we get that all here!

Onto the villains! Paul Dano as The Riddler, Colin Farrell as The Penguin, and John Turturro as Carmine Falcone make up the rogues gallery. Each one is absolutely brilliant in their own unique ways. Dano is haunting and creepy and is the second best villain a Batman movie has ever had. The only drawback to him is that his presence is often more felt than seen. You get a lot of his character through his elaborate crime scenes and over Facetime (I know lol, but it works, trust me!) which means Dano isn't on screen as much as Ledger's Joker.

Farrell portrays Oz wonderfully, both humorous and irritating. A particular scene with him and Bruce Wayne made me want to punch him in his fucked up face. I was surprised how comic accurate he felt as well. Turturro is a real standout for me too. Just from the way he talks and stands you know everything you need to about him. He has an aura of invincibility that seeps through his performance and makes him steal almost every scene he is in. Think of crime bosses like Vito Corleone for comparison.

The action is both visceral and beautiful. Wonderfully choreographed fights where you feel and hear every blow. Batman has never personified vengeance more than he does here. The Batmobile chase scene showcased in multiple trailers is a real highlight, the roar of the Batmobile's engine might be the sexiest sound ever put on film and I am not exaggerating. My only problem with the action is that some of the scenes feel cut short, I think some of the fights could have benefitted from going on a bit longer.

I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff but this review has gone really long already so I will wrap it up! I honestly think my only real complaint is that there wasn't more. A few characters aren't used enough which is disappointing but makes sense for the story they were telling. The Batman left me completely satisfied, lived up to the immense hype, and left me wanting so much more of this world!

Making this review I honestly tried to think of some things to critique so I didn't seem biased but I really can't. I absolutely loved everything from start to finish. This was the Batman film I have always dreamed of. One ripped straight from the pages of a graphic novel that wasn't afraid to put the emphasis on characters and the detective mystery above all else.

And while I don't feel that The Batman will be for everybody I still highly recommend this film and seeing it in theaters if you can. The 3-hour runtime may scare some people, some people might want more action, but for me, this film is damn-near perfect. The Batman is a 10/10.

Thank you for reading! I would be happy to discuss the film further and answer any questions that anyone may have so you can drop me a reply, ask, or message if you'd like! :)

#not witcher related #The Batman #Robert Pattinson #Zoë Kravitz #my reviews

[sanghyukstattoos]

Care

Summary: Almost any day now.

Genre: crime au; fluff-fluff; smut-smut-smut (spanking and submissive behaviour, amongst others)

Characters: B.I I Kim Hanbin x reader x Bobby I Kim Jiwon

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, please refer to here for more; For SF9 writings, read here and for iKON, read here~~

The place is a motel, straight out of an American movie. You would not see a place like this anywhere else in the world, or even visit one for that matter. But he had insisted. He brought you here, on a whim, spontaneously. The bed is fine, less than clean but not dirty either. Upon first glance, the place is retro. ''Out of an American movie'', you had said out loud. He chuckled, ''I guess it is.''

Now he is balls deep in you. Caressing your side, in a soothing manner, soothing your cries and whimpers because of the stretch he causes. But it's more than that. The cries of his name that fall from your lips is because of how he pleasures you. Surges of arousal rocks you to and from. With every touch he fills you.

Hot and cavernous are his kisses. You only lean away for breath. Ironic that it has to be something so intimate to occur in such a setting. With every kiss, your hot cries are muffled, like he wants you all to himself. So that no one else can hear you. It is the small space between the two of you, within which all the sounds of resulting pleasure come from, that cultivates such precious memories.

Maybe it was the thrill of running away. From the police you were running, gasping for breath. You wonder if you are going to go to jail. That can not happen. There was conflict of the mind. You were scared, when you were running through the barbed-wired gates but for a brief moment, you looked at the two of them and laughed. Such a weird moment it was; you can't stop thinking about it.

''Let's play some music'' he had said. As he kissed your collarbone and fluttered down your breasts, taking a perk bud into his mouth, hot and heavily, music played through the speaker. In between fast- paced and slow-paced, regular maybe, it played in the background. It was like nature, enough to leave an impression but also enough to pass by.

Hanbin sucked on the skin above your breasts, skirting the area with the warm touch of his lips, his mouth doing it's dirty work. He loves tasting you, the smell of your skin would embrace him too, in this act. Without Jiwon. The atmosphere is different, more serious. With Jiwon it would be light, some jokes would be thrown around. Where is Jiwon?

Out taking a risk. He could be caught. You and Hanbin are here, without a care in the world. Finish what you start. A couple of thoughts are involved in this. He absolutely needs to be naked with you, to let go of all his worries. Motivated by his concerns about the three of you getting caught by the police? High off adrenaline? Whatever it is, you push him on his back, straddling him with a bright smile.

Moans and groans ensue from the man underneath you, whose chest you have your hands roam on, freely. Exploring. Your mouth falls open, jaw slacks when you sink onto his hard cock, circling your hips. The two of you are way past any concerns at this point. He caresses your backside, kneading the flesh in his hand.

You fall forward, on his chest. He slapped your backside, rather harshly, eliciting a moan from you. Anything he does would be pleasurable to you right now. Not less than twenty minutes later, Jiwon comes back. Flash of fear radiates throughout your chest. Your first instinct is to freeze but Hanbin's isn't. He covers you with his body, shielding you from view.

You look like you are caught. You can not see much but you relax. It's Jiwon's chuckle, ''You guys are doing this? Go on, it's not like I haven't seen her naked before.''. You mumble something for Jiwon to shut up, which he laughs at, ruffling your hair before dropping off the groceries on the table.

''Shit you scared me man.'' Hanbin murmurs, ''Plus, we were done, just cuddling.'', he motions, wincing as he slips out of you and into his jeans. You lay on the bed for some time, contemplating, looking outside with your limbs splayed all over the sheets. In a moment, you find them in the bathroom.

Jiwon is freshening up, all his clothes removed, hastily placed on the counter. He only wears his boxers. You grab your shirt from the side, putting it on. Jiwon momentarily loses his train of thought when he glances at you. ''What was I saying? Ah'' was what he said, welcoming you with a hug.

The conversation stops short. He hugs you, in relief, I'm back, so to say. He nuzzles himself in your hair, breathing in the scent of home, what it smells like. Committing it to memory just in case he does not come back anymore. Hanbin looks up from his phone, smiling at the two of you. It can not be the same without either of you or something like that, he thinks.

''What happened?'' you ask in the embrace with Jiwon. It sparks a need from him, he's open to the idea since there's a bed big enough to fit the three of you out there. He needs you, but not now. He has something to tell you first.

''Let's get out of here first.'' he motions to the bed that makes up for most of the room.

Hanbin doesn't say anything, he follows you out into the room. ''We have time, we can stay here for sometime. Unless the two of you want to get out of here, which is perfectly fine by me. Actually, I think we should move.'', Jiwon looks out the room, confirming his idea.

Hanbin seats you in between his legs, his chest touching your back and opposite Jiwon who is close enough to touch your knees. He rubs your sides, blowing out air in nervousness. He tries to keep calm. He can't lose his calm now, especially not in front of the two of you. Shit like that is contagious.

''Where should we move?'' Hanbin asks. This has to be thought out carefully. Choices have to be rationalised right now. The more choices the better, but then it would feel as if it was wrong, like this can't be right.

After that conversation, Jiwon takes the two of you to the pool he found earlier. To relax. You feel that he's doing this because you won't be able to rest, maybe for a really long time. Jiwon thinks hard to himself that he wants the three of you to be together. More peacefully as compared to the situation that you currently are in. Maybe in a foreign country, relaxing on the beachside, something like that.

He'll make sure that it happens, just the three of you. He knows that you aren't one for settling down but it's better than going to jail. That's how it is at this point. Alone would endanger you with no help and three is a support but easy to pick off when together. Stuck. Perception?.

He's on the other side of the pool, waddling his legs and leaning against the granite wall. The pool is blue, brightly so. Sun shines throughout the whole area. Hanbin is at the opposite end; you are swimming towards Jiwon. You took off your t-shirt earlier. You are naked right now. What can Jiwon do?. He knows that this was perfect.

Jiwon reaches out for you as do you for him. He switches so that it's you against the wall. You already know how this will play out. But every time is a new experience. Of experience but new? Fresh is the optimal word. You kiss him lightly, giggling some and laughing some.

He reached for your sex, easing a finger or two in without warning. His groin stirs at the scenario. You were already wet from having sex with Hanbin, he had eased you up. But like this? You must have been ready for a second round. You would have done so if Jiwon hadn't come back then.

If he was more than a second late, he would have seen Hanbin ramming your pretty ass into the creaking bed, without a care that the bed should be intact because it's the only one you have. For three people. He could have joined in. But now he had you all to himself. He turns you around, telling you to place your hands on the wall.

You do so excitedly, he can see the flush on your cheeks at his suggestion. ''From the back?'', you ask even though you know. He hums, placing a kiss on your neck, pumping himself a few times before he sinks into your warmth. God, it is glorious. He is lost for words. The feeling of relief after a long day spent running and what not. He always had the energy to do this with you.

He rocks you against the edge of the pool, shifting the water in waves. Hanbin doesn't watch for the first half, but he can hear. And his cock grows hard when he hears. Especially what you say about Jiwon's dick and how it is like an intrusion between your legs. Fuck, he thinks. You cry out in pleasure, like you had moments ago, cutting off your speech short.

It is how hard you were holding onto the edge, grasping the granite, moaning out like the mess you were. Jiwon noticed the red print, like a shake darker than it should have been. The mark on your backside, made by Hanbin. He grits his teeth at that instant. He pulls you back by the neck, asking, ''What were you and Hanbin up to when I was gone huh?''.

His tone is punishing and you know where this is going. You are about to love this. He takes your silence as disobedience. He lets go of your neck, letting you fall back to the edges. Jiwon forces you straight when he fists your hair, printing your backside red. Tears rim your eyes. You will find it hard to sit afterwards.

Jiwon is angry. Unsuccessfully, he had pushed it away earlier. By going out, he was risking his life, your relationship. He could have been caught. But he walked in to see the two of you having the time of your life, of course, it angered him. And this is how it was coming out. Frustration.

He hits till you cry out for him to stop. He goes much more slowly then. He caresses your tummy, avoiding your sore spot altogether, asking, ''You okay? Do you want me to stop?''. You sniff, finding him peering at you with those inquisitive eyes, always inquisitive.

You disagree and he continues on, till he rips your release out of you. Before you can slump, Hanbin catches you, sliding in front of you. You lean on his chest. Jiwon kisses you, leaving the pool. You pull him back, ''Where are you going?''. He kisses your hand, meeting your smile, ''I'll be back.''.

You are a little tired, not by much. Hanbin holds you till Jiwon comes back, with a bottle of lube and a condom. ''Huh?'' you murmur, realising that you are not done, at least not yet. Jiwon slips back into the pool, the warm body of water enveloping his figure.

Two different people, two different scenarios. Perhaps not all the resources are available but you have time. Enough to let both of them fill you up before you leave for the open road.

#ikon #ikon scenarios #ikon imagines #ikon smut #ikon fanfic #ikon writings #ikon ikonic #ikon oneshots #ikon angst #ikon au #ikon fluff #ikon x reader #ikon bobby #kim jiwon #ikon b.i #kim hanbin

[heresathreebee]

No Touching

[Ava Starr x Female!Reader]

Summary: Friend dates with Ava always brighten your day (and night). Tonight is more enlightening than brightening, though… 

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Word count: 1.7 words

Warning(s): 14+ | angst, gay panic, dolls, 1 (one) racist antique, Steven Segal movie, chronic pain, tears.

AN: No actually I didn't bother to edit this, not doing that anymore, I think too much as it is. As always, I write with a black reader in mind but feel free to read even if you aren't. 🖤

You are eighty percent sure that you and Ava are dating.

85%... 78%... 81.5% sure.

It would probably be best if you cleared that up (but be cool about it though). You've started seeing each other more and more, and on purpose no less. Never a dull conversation, she's reluctant to share some of her life story but she's eager to know everything about you and you're more than happy to indulge. It's not like you know nothing about her; you just don't know the specifics of her past. 

Her parents died when she was young, she's ex-military (you think?), and she just came off of a huge life change and is getting used to what she calls 'real life.' You figure out she's a bit of a shut in and hates crowds, so you go out of your way to show her quiet places and introduce her to things she's never tried before. The bowl by your front door where you put your keys has 20 or 30 marbles from ramune bottles in it. You can't seem to ring her secret out of her, she just gives you this cryptic knowing smile and laughs at your attempts to sweet talk or annoy it out of her. 

You feel so close, growing closer still, she's quickly become the best part of your week, and you catch yourself thinking about her even when she's not with you. But you've never held hands. Hell, you've never even so much as brushed shoulders with her by accident. If you're dating, shouldn't you at least hug her goodbye? Is she even able to be into you like that?? 

You try not to let the panic set in as you stand outside of the antiques mall. You told her you liked old things and promised to show her your favorite pastime. God, how do you go about this? Should you just flirt with her and see how she reacts? Also how does one flirt? What if you’re fucking up and she really just wants to be friends? God knows you could use some friends right now. 

When she does appear, you do nothing. You continue to act relaxed and enjoy her presence, promising yourself you’ll ask about it afterwards. Ava’s wearing that grey jacket again made of a thin sports fabric and you make a mental note it might rain today. 

“Ava,” you stage whisper, waving her out of the jewelry section by the front desk and into the maze of vintage old clothes and furniture. “Back here, to the left.” 

Deep deep deep in a corner of the massive store, Ava stops dead in her tracks (you run into her but back away quickly) and stares. 

“This... is…” Ava covers her mouth with her hands to hold her laughter in, “ghastly.” 

The shelf is wide, with dark wood trimming and protective glass. The lights are almost fluorescent as they illuminate dozens of humanoid dolls. Some are cute, but some are also creepy, unnerving, down right scary. 

You point at the one with the Jonbenet Ramsey likeness and deep cracks in her porcelain face. It was overly large compared to the rest, having to have stuffed legs crossed like a sitting child. "I think I fear that one the most." 

You felt Ava shiver and didn't even realize you were standing that close. Her eyes darted from face to face, taking in every terrible and wonderful detail of them. You smelled coconut in her hair and tried to distance yourself a bit, missing the conversation. "Huh?" 

"I said they're haunted, aren't they?" 

"That one definitely is." You look over the other dolls. "I don't know, I think the rest are kinda cute. 'Cept that one: that one can fuck off straight to hell." 

Down on the second shelf where the light began to struggle in reach belied an offensive porcelain joke. The decoration portrayed an over animated child at play, with oil black skin, fat red lips, and bulbous eyes. This child was dressed in white rags and sucking on a wedge of fruit. Guess which one. Fucking guess, I dare you. 

"It's not even a fucking doll," Ava grumbled. "Why is it here?" 

You leaned in to whisper, "someday, I'm gonna buy that thing just to fucking smash it on the pavement." 

"Oh, what a lovely sound it would make." 

You hum. "I'm not gonna give nobody money for that trash. Can't steal it either, we'd never make it to the door." 

Ava looked over her shoulder with a cheeky smile. "We?" 

You simply tilt your head at her, and she huffs out a laugh. She nodded as if agreeing with you, then drifted away from the case like a wary woman. You toured through the rest of the store like a treasure trove of other people's memories, war memorabilia, ancient brand merchandise (why would anyone want a life size green m&m in their house? Who is this for?), and paintings from the dadeism era by unpopular artists. You ate lunch at the vendor shops in downtown and retired to your place for a movie. 

You must have fallen asleep at the beginning but you came to during some big shootout between Steven Segal and generic Latino drug dealer #7 when you accidentally dropped your hand into Ava's lap. Quickly, Ava withdrawals, thrusting herself to the other side of the couch as if in disgust. Your head jerks up in hurt and confusion, you hadn't even felt anything except a light tingling. You could barely hear the tv audio over the sound of blood rushing in your ears. 

"You can't touch me," Ava spat. "You just can't. Ever. Please…" 

"I'm sorry. Ava, I– I am so, so sorry I didn't mean to–" 

"It's not your fault and you didn't know," she mumbled and faltered, "it's just… you can't." 

You feel tears prick in the corner of your eyes as you try to swallow. "I'm sorry. Really. It won't happen again." 

Ava looked up at you guiltily and sighed. She folded her legs and eased herself off of the couch arm rest, hands tucked into her lap and unable to meet your eyes anymore. 

"It's not what you think it is," she explained. "I… I have a condition of sorts. And it… it hurts.” 

Her words put a hold on the tears threatening to spill from your eyes. “Like a… skin condition? Or nerves or something?” 

Ava nodded quickly. “Yes. yes, like a nerves thing. My um, my nervous system. It's chronic."

“Oh Ava,” you cover your heart with a breathy sigh, “of course! I wish I’d known I would have never–” 

“It’s not something I like to talk about.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m really glad you understand. Sorry I freaked out, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings or anything.” 

You tried to blow a raspberry. “It’s whatever, didn’t hurt my feelings.” 

Yeah, you could hear the weakness of the lie, too. Still, Ava went and parked herself on the couch exactly where she was before– close but not too close. Warm but not quite touching. You were ready to let it slide and go right back to pretending to watch the movie when– 

“So what’s going on between us exactly? I like girls– I like you– and I don’t mean just in a friend sort of way– is it maybe sorta possible you might feel the same way about me?” 

Who said that? You? Honestly you’re feeling a little dizzy as you try and stare a hole in the tv screen. And Ava? Well at least she didn’t hold you in suspense for too long. She chuckled– and god you had to look. You had to know if she was laughing at you or with you. Your eyes snapped to her completely unmocking face. 

She blinked at you, bit her lip even. “Yes, I am.. Capable of liking girls. Might prefer them actually. And I definitely like you in a more-than-a-friend sort of way.” 

It takes a second to sink in. OK, it takes a hot minute to sink in. Like the movie ended and you walked Ava home and you slept in until 10 am and made omelettes for breakfast at noon and laid down on your floor staring at the ceiling until sundown. Yeah that kind of hot minute. And your lips curled into a soft smile because you had a girlfriend and she liked girls and you could not be happier than you are right now. 

~

Ava asked you to meet her on the corner by the antiques mall that night. You don’t know how but she got her grubby, thieving little mitts on that disgusting tar baby doll from the haunted doll shelf. You made her swear up and down she didn’t pay real money for it, then nearly pulled out your hair when you realized it meant she definitely stole it and– 

"How the ffffUCK do you just DO that?!" 

"Slight of hand," she mused. 

Fuck, and she was a geek. Yeah, you're definitely in love. She pushes the ugly thing into your hands and despite being cold porcelain it feels like it's burning. 

"Do the honors." 

There's no build up. No ceremony. You don't want to drag this out anymore. You take a swinging leap and spike that shit and watch it shatter into a hundred pieces with the most glorious sound you'll ever hear. You land in slow motion, already replaying the image of thick glass pieces cracking on the indigo pavement. You stand over your mess, triumphant. 

The quiet of the night time street drifts back to you, as does Ava. "I'll be honest I expected a big speech." 

You shrug. "I've been waiting too long to do that. Thank you, Ava. I mean it." 

"Oh believe me it was my pleasure." Ava swaggers closer to you and if you didnt know better you'd think she was going in for a kiss. "Tonight, the tar baby. Tomorrow, the world." 

You resist the urge to clap her on her shoulders and throw your hands in the air instead. "Sounds like a date!" 

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#ava starr #ava starr x female reader #i have no excuse i just think she's neat #three bees writing #angst #antman and the wasp #marvel ghost

[sillyrabbit81]

Her Heavy Cross

Summary: Three years after tragedy hits, Lana she decides to start dating again. She meets Will through a dating app and they begin an online romance. After months of constant requests, Lana relents and agrees to meet and go on an irl date with Will. But is Will who he says he is? Lana is quickly pulled into an intense relationship forcing her to confront her tragic past. Will Lana face it or will she close her heart forever?

Pairing: OMC x OFC

Word Count: approx 3.7k

Warnings: Smut, swearing,

Authors Note: The story started as a Henry Cavill fanfiction but I changed it to be an original character, but shades of Henry are still there. Hope you enjoy the story and thanks for reading.

Part 4 Part 6

Part 5

I lived about 40 minutes away from Liam in the suburbs. I still lived in the house Andy and I had bought together, planning to have a family.

I kept thinking about the house on the way there. I remembered being so excited when we found out our offer was accepted. When we moved in a few months later, we did what I assume most young couples do, and we had sex in every room, including the laundry. I had joked that if I got pregnant from the laundry sex, we should call the kid Westinghouse.

After Andy died, I had used his life insurance from his superannuation to pay off the mortgage. I had decided against selling it and moving somewhere smaller. I couldn't do it as it felt like I was abandoning our dream.

When we got home, Liam said, "you live here? I expected you lived in an apartment or something, not a whole house by yourself."

I wasn't meant to be here by myself. I didn't say it, though. I just shrugged, opened the door and said, "You live in a huge place by yourself."

"Yeah, but I didn't pick it. A place to live close to the studio was part of the contract.".

We went in. Perrin came lumbering to the door to greet me and gave Liam a short bark. I scolded Perrin and patted him, telling him Liam was a guest. Liam was unfazed and knelt to pat him and had a chat. "You're just protecting your lady, aren't you, buddy? Well, don't worry, I'll take good care of her." Be still my beating heart.

I took Liam past the bedrooms, pointed out the main bathroom, and went to the open plan kitchen, lounge and dining room. I got out food for Perrin and fed him and found Liam hadn't followed me into the room.

He was in the hallway looking at the pictures on the wall. Well, one in particular. The one of me in my wedding dress, kissing Andy. Oh shit... this was awkward.

I didn't say anything, what could I say?

"I'm sorry." He eventually said. He finally looked at me.

"Why?"

"It must have been awful."

Don't cry! I just nodded.

He pulled me to his chest and held me. "I know you told me what happened when we first started chatting. It didn't really register until I saw this." He pulled back a bit to look at me but still had his arms around me. "Is that why you were so upset last night?" I didn't have to say anything. It must have been written all over my face. Shit.

"Shit," Liam said, echoing my thoughts. He let me go and ran his hand through his curls. They seemed to have dried now. "I'm sorry, I should have realised..."

"No," I interrupted him. "Look, I'd be lying if I said I was over it. I don't think you can ever get over it, but I'm ready to move on. I've been trying to date for a while now. It's just taking that last step and sleeping with someone..." I trailed off. I didn't know how to say what I was thinking without him believing I didn't want him. "I want to be sure it's the right person. Does that make sense?"

"Yes, Sweetheart." Liam pulled me close again. "I'll try to control myself."

"Don't try too hard," I said. "I want you too."

Liam grinned, "You shouldn't have said that." He buried his face into my neck, kissing me and nipping at me until I started to giggle.

He let me go smiling. I said I had better go shower. His eyes widened a moment. "You ok to wait while I do?"

"Don't worry, Sweetheart. I'll have plenty of thoughts to keep me occupied while you're in the shower."

I pretended to be offended, "You're filthy."

"Yes." He said. I ran.

I showered as quickly as possible and got dressed in some leggings and a t-shirt. I went out to find Liam playing on his phone, patting Perrin. He looked up when I came in, and the smile he gave me was so dazzling I stopped for a moment. Gathering myself, I walked over to him and sat on the lounge, not quite close enough to touch him but not out of reach either.

"What should we do today? Do you feel like being lazy, or do you want to go out?" I asked.

Liam hummed a moment. "I think a lazy day would be nice. I won't get many of them soon."

"We could watch a movie?"

Liam agreed. "What do you want to watch?"

"Anything really. Except for romance or a tear-jerker."

"What? Why?"

"I hate crying, and I cry at the drop of a hat. I can't even watch Disney movies without crying. Once I watched Seven Pounds and cried for three days straight." Yeah, I really did. "Plus, I'm an ugly crier." Why, oh, why can't I keep my big mouth shut.

Liam laughed, "I find it hard to believe that you could ever be ugly." And I can't breathe. I think I need an oxygen tank. "Alright, we won't watch a romance."

"Ok, come with me and let's choose. I have a heap of Blu-rays and DVDs. I like director cuts, extended cuts, that kind of thing." I took Liam's hand and tried to pull him off the lounge. He didn't let me. Instead, he pulled me closer until I was standing in front of him.

"Not yet." Liam wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me onto his lap, so I was straddling his glorious thighs. "If we can't watch a romance, maybe we could..." He didn't finish the sentence, which I'm thankful for because I don't think even he could have said anything after that, which wouldn't have been cringe.

Liam's hands slid behind my hips to my bottom, and he gripped me, pulling me closer. Once again, I giggled at his strength. Sometimes I swear I want to slap myself. His hips moved upwards, and I slid further down until I could feel his hardness between my legs. Oh fuck, I don't know how long I can hold out. He put a hand on my neck and pulled my face towards his. His lips met mine. I tried, unsuccessfully, to suppress the moan that came from my throat.

"Fuck," he breathed into my mouth. "When you make noises like that, I just can't stop thinking about what other noises you can make."

I didn't respond, and I just kissed him back. I let my hands trail down his chest, savouring every curvature of his muscles. My hands reached under his shirt, and I felt my way back up his chest.

Although I was travelling blind, my fingers found the spot they were looking for. Liam hissed as my fingers trailed over his nipples. A self-satisfied smile came across my lips. As if in retaliation, he pulled his hands away and held the bottom of my shirt.

"I don't like this shirt. It covers too much." He grinned roguishly. I wasn't going to give in easily.

"But it's a Ramones t-shirt," I complained. "Don't get between Joey and me."

"Joey, huh?"

I nodded, "didn't you know I was a punk rocker?" I stuck my tongue out and did some devils horns.

"Do that again." Liam was grinning at me, so, like an idiot, I did. He whipped the shirt off over my head so quickly I couldn't stop him. I stared down at my chest. My bra was still keeping my modesty in check. I must have had a crazy look of surprise on my face because he laughed at me. "That's better." He said and started kissing the top of my breasts.

I put my hands into his hair, letting him have a small victory while I took mine. His hair was as soft as I thought it would be. Then I curled my hands into fists and pulled, so he had no choice but to pull back and look up at me.

"That was very rude," I said, trying not to smile.

"You loved it." He wasn't wrong.

"Maybe, but it's only fair if..." I trailed off and tugged at his shirt. He leaned forward instantly, and I pulled his shirt off. He was so broad in the chest I felt positively small next to him. I pushed him back against the lounge, well, he let me push him, and I leaned down to kiss his chest. His hair tickled my nose as I travelled my kisses across his chest to his nipple. I kissed it gently before flicking it with my tongue.

"Fuck me," I heard him say. That encouraged me, and I took his nipple in my mouth and gave it a little bite. His whole body jerked in response.

Liam growled, "Fuck it". Suddenly his arm was around my waist and the other under my bum, and he stood up, taking me with him. I squealed and wrapped my legs around his waist. He was stronger than I thought.

"Which one is your bedroom?" Liam asked as he started towards the hall. His eyes held mine, and his blue eyes seemed dark and hungry.

"Second on the left." I should have given my room a clean! Maybe he won't notice if I keep him occupied.

He took me to the door, and I reached behind my back and opened it. He took me in and put me down. He closed the door behind us, and I turned around, looking at my room. Embarrassment crept in.

I had a massive pile of dirty clothes hanging out of my laundry basket and a pile of clean clothes on a chair. My bed was unmade, pillows everywhere. My bedside table was piled with books and had an empty Ben and Jerry's tub on top. Ok, it's bad, but it could have been worse. Then I remembered something, and my eyes flew to the bedside's open draw.

I felt the blood leave my face. It was worse. The last thing I wanted Liam to see was my god damned vibrator. Fuck!

"So, what should we do now?" Liam stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my bare waist. He ran his hands up my side and kissed my neck, nuzzling into me. Although it felt amazing, all I could do was look at the pink silicone sticking out of the draw. I was as still as a statue.

"You're not into this." He stated, his hands dropped, "That's ok, I told you I wouldn't do anything you didn't want to do." I mumbled something, not sure what, and kept thinking about getting to the draw and hiding the vibrator without drawing attention to it.

Liam's voice came out strangled and about an octave higher. "Hide the vibrator?" His voice calmed, and he said, "Damn, Sweetheart. I would have been happy just to feel you up a bit. But if you insist."

I want to die. Liam saw it. I jumped to the draw and slammed it shut. "Umm, I didn't mean for you to see that." I still couldn't look at him.

"I didn't see anything until you said it." Oh. Well, I'm a fucking idiot.

I slowly turned and looked at him. I could see Liam's bloody lip twitching as he tried to hide a shit-eating grin. I wanted to hit him.

"Don't be embarrassed." His voice was deep again, his accent making each word soothing, "I'm not." He came closer to me, his head. He spoke softly in my ear, "I think it's hot as fuck."

I moaned, partly turned on, partly wanting to die. I could feel the heat between my legs grow, and a pleasant tingle radiated through me as I shivered. "No, it's not," I said. Why was I such a prude sometimes? I hid my face in my hands.

Liam didn't attempt to hide his grin. He took my chin in his hand and lifted my face to his. "My rock hard cock disagrees." Oh, Lord, help me.

"Really?" I asked. I hadn't always been like this. Ten years ago, I would have pulled the vibrator out of the draw and put on a show. I knew lots of guys liked to watch a girl orgasm. Just picturing myself doing it now was cringe-inducing.

"Fuck, yes." Liam took my hand. He was gentle and moved slowly as if I were his prey, and any sudden movement would make me bolt. Liam placed my hand on his jeans between his legs. He groaned, and his forehead leaned against mine. "That's what you do to me."

A thrill flowed through me. I wanted to touch him so much. I cupped my fingers around Liam's balls and pressed my palm against him. I moved my palm slowly up, trying to find the end, fuck it was big.

Liam put his hands in my hair and kissed me roughly. I kept moving my palm up and down slowly and firmly against him, my own excitement growing. I was getting so turned on, I lost control for a moment and bit on Liam's lip. Liam growled.

I couldn't stand it anymore; the desire to feel him was too much. I undid his belt. Not wanting to take the time to undo each button, I pulled his jeans apart, each button popping as they came undone. Liam looked down and watched as I slid his jeans down his thighs. I gripped him through his underwear and explored his length. Liam stood there still, watching as my hand moved over the fabric.

It felt so good, but I wanted more. I wanted to hold in my hand what I had glimpsed the night before. I put a hand into his trunks, but before I could touch anything, Liam grabbed my wrist and removed it from his underwear.

"As much as I want this and believe me, I fucking want this. I need to make sure this is what you want." Liam's voice was strained. I looked at his face and could see the effort it took for him to have stopped me. His desire was plain.

"I want it." Liam closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened his eyes, they seemed on fire.

"Tell me exactly what you want."

Please don't make me say it. The shyness was back, or shame, I can't tell. I tried to swallow, but my throat was dry. "I want to touch you," I whispered.

"Tell me where." His voice was hoarse. It was such a fucking turn on.

"I want to touch your cock." I felt his pants move at my words. I looked down and saw the tip almost peeking out of his underwear. I put my hand in and held his shaft gently, and his skin felt soft and velvety. Liam shuddered against me. At that moment, I felt powerful watching this huge man tremble at my touch. I moved my hand.

Liam bucked his hips against my hand, moving slowly at first, but his rhythm increased as did mine. I couldn't stop watching his body move, the muscles in his abs contracting with each thrust, his chest heaving with each ragged breath. It was so fucking erotic.

I felt Liam's hand move over my face, and I looked up and realised he had been watching my face. His thumb moved over my lips. I parted them, and he put his thumb in my mouth. I let my tongue rub over the pad of his thumb and sucked. His eyes went wide, and his hips stuttered. I kept sucking and jerking him, syncing them into the same rhythm.

"Fuck, Lana, stop." I released him slowly and took my hand out of his pants. I let him withdraw his thumb, but I still sucked. It made a slight pop as it left. He leaned into me, catching his breath a moment. I think I nearly made him orgasm. I tried to keep the triumphant smile from my face. I didn't try very hard.

"You're..." Liam was shaking his head. He didn't finish the sentence.

"Terrible Muriel?" I suggested. Way to kill the fucking moment, Lana.

Liam laughed, thank god! "Not what I was going to say." He flopped onto the bed and laid on his back. "Fucking good at that is what I was thinking." He pulled his jeans and shoes off and closed his eyes, his breath slowly returning to normal. I wanted to jump his bones.

Instead, I laid down next to him on my tummy, leaning on my elbows.

Part 6

#original character #original fiction #romantic story

[yeabitchitsvic]

“Sex, Lies,Videotape” Chapter 2 (Think About It, Talk About It)

Hey Dersha Fam !!!!!!!! Super sorry for the long wait on this loooooonnnggg chapter. Its been a process. I've been super busy for the past weeks but I wont bore you with personal details. This chapter has been done about a whole year now I just hadn't had time to sit down and post and bold the dialog. But here it is! I hope you guys enjoy the chapter and hope it was worth your wait.

Authors Note: By the way when speaking about the Detectives I may go back and forth between their first and last names so you might get confused if you haven't looked at the character write up of the two.

The Roman’s sat closely together in their living room to prepare for questioning. Their lawyer had finally given the Miami detectives the signal to enter. Both Detective John Taylor and  Louise Peters walked into The Roman’s home and introduced themselves. They sat in front of the fine young couple and proceeded to start working. “Mr. and Mrs. Roman my name is Detective Peters and this is my partner Detective Taylor. We’ll be asking you both some questions surrounding the incident that has taken place. I assure you that me and my partner are just trying to follow lead based on the information given so we can catch this guy before he acts in anyway. Mr. Roman, Detective Taylor will question you and Mrs. Roman I’ll be questioning you.” Detective Peters finished. That move was very strategic. Being that John had a aggressive approach so he figured Derek could handle it better then Ahsha. He knew that if he took that approach with Ahsha Derek would be counter aggressive to protect her and they wouldn’t get anywhere. Plus if they were going to be successful they needed Derek and Ahsha to trust them both. Ahsha had now sat completely up but she was still dangerously close to Derek. Right now it was very clear that the couple was gaining their comfort within each other. “Mrs. Roman we’ll start with you”. Detective Peters stated. Ahsha looked over at Jeff and he nodded his head towards her. “Okay” Ahsha answered. “Now Mrs. Roman I know the saying is never ask a women her age but, how old are you”? “I’m 26” “Okay and to my knowledge you’re the caption of the Miami Blaze dancers?” “Yes that’s true. Caption and Director” “And your husband is the caption of our basketball team?” “Yes” “Okay great and how long have you two been here in Miami?” “We arrived her before the season so maybe a year and a half”. Detective Peters was jotting down notes as Ahsha spoke. “Ahh I see and before moving here I’m aware you both worked for the championship winning LA Devils”. The Detective said amused “Yes before Derek and I left we were both captions their as well”. Ahsha shrugged nonchalantly. “Really, captions for a team that had just won the championship. Why did you and your husband leave?” Detective Peters tilted his head with a peculiar look. “Derek and I wanted to start something new here together. We were offered the same positions and it just made since to do something new after being married.” Ahsha answered confidently. Everything beyond this point had worked out perfectly for them thus far. “Did either of you have any enemies back in LA?” “Derek and I are public figures, Im sure there are people that either loves or hate us” Ahsha stated. “Ill be a little more specific then. From your knowledge did you or either your husband have and enemy that were close to you in your personal word”. Detective Peters was good at his job and he was calm and patient. Ahsha took a pause before answering. “Honestly L.A. was a great place for us looking back in hinsight. Derek and I were both sucessful but we did have our share of problems there. Before I became caption the Devil Girls were ran by Jelena Howard and she and I never got along”. Ahsha felt she had nothing to hide. “Okay lets stop there. Do you think that Ms. Jelena Howard could have anything to do with this. You know settling some old scores with you two”. Ahsha though about her response. “Actually no, when Derek and I got married she was then the new owner of the team and she wanted me gone more than anything so there would be no point. Derek and I are leading a whole new life together in Miami so she got what she ultimately wanted. "And was that you leaving? He comfirmed. "Yes, that and no one to steal her glorious shine”. Ahsha spoke sarcastically "Ah I see”. Detective Peters added more notes and kept a straight face. "And was that your only enemy in L.A.” "Detective I assure you that my husband or myself don’t have many issues with a lot of people”. "Mrs. Roman let me ask you another question?” Louis shifted crossing his leg. “Sure” “Who is German Vega?” Derek eyebrow raised at the sound of that name. Detective Taylor took notice. “Mr. Vega’s an old friend of mine.” “Friend?” Ahsha automatically knew what he was getting at when he questioned her. “Okay I see you’ve done your research so Ill give you the short boring version. Mr. Vega was my old college boyfriend. When I started dancing for the league the pressures of my job was too much for him so we broke up. Being that I worked in close proximity with my husband over time Derek and I started dating and of course he and Derek weren't golf buddies. He and Derek have had a few exchanges which I know you probably read the article were they had an old altercation at an movie premiering event we all attended. Once Mr. Vega faced the fact that I had moved on with my life and had fallen in love with my husband, he and Derek came to somewhat of a respectful terms but we both hadn't seen or spoken to him since right after I got engaged.” Ahsha then sat back closer Derek. “Humph, its pretty hard watching the women you want fall in love with someone else. You think he’s trying to sabotage your marriage and get a little revenge?” Detective Taylor paid close attention to Derek’s reaction and just like he suspected Derek wasn’t phased. Derek was a confident man and wasn’t bothered by the subject. Detective Taylor saw right then that they were a solid couple. They trusted each other and they fed off of each others energy. Being that Ahsha was so open about the subject showed that the couple didn’t harbor any feeling towards this past situation and that defiantly set the tone. “No!” Ahsha simply answered. “Okay Mrs. Roman one more question and I promise I’m not trying to be a jerk so please dont take this wrong but I have to ask”. "Fire away” Ahsha responded in an slightly annoyed tone. “Are you sure you guys came to Miami for a fresh start or were you running to get away from old problems.” Ahsha looked at the detective and narrowed her eye. Derek could since that she was getting annoyed. He placed a firm grip on her leg knowing his wife was about to give it to the detective but his grip suggested to her to just answer the question. Ahsha huffed. “Okay Detective Peters here’s the truth so you can take it or leave it. When Derek and I made the decision to come to Miami it was because yes we had had our few hardships in L.A. as individuals and as a couple and we wanted better for our marriage. No! We had nothing to run from because Derek and I aren’t affraid to face anything, but did we want better for oursleves, yes. Just because you have a lot of success doesnt always mean your getting sucess where you need to be. So to answer your question that is why Derek and I moved to Miami, and I reiterate WE WANTED A FRESH START”. Ahsha said standing firm in her words. Derek grabbed the back of her neck firmly so that she could calm down. He didn’t want this process to get the best of his wife.  “Great! Mrs. Roman and I’m sure up until the moment I’m assuming you both were satisfied with your decision” Louis asked in a more friendly tone. "Very much so.” Ahsha answered. “Okay so now here’s were the confusion lied. This is what we need to build a case on. If you don’t think it’s anyone from your past then what’s the motive”. “Listen Detective Peters, I have no idea. All I wanted to do today was come home, eat my dinner with my husband and relax after a long day of work. Instead I’m in my own living room which doesn't really feel like my living room anymore being questioned about someone who has invaded my privacy”. Detective Taylor didn’t say anything he just sat back and observed. He could tell that Derek was definatly the alpha in the relationship but Ahsha depite her breakdown wasnt a coy women. She was still very soft and beautiful as a women should be but she was also very similar to her husband which made her appear strong. “Yes I understand Mrs. Roman and that’s where me and my partner come in I garentee you that were gonna catc”….. Before Detective Peters could finish his sentence Detective Taylor cut him off. “Okay Mrs. Roman I think my partner has enough of the backstory so If you don’t mind I’ll speed this up to this point with your husband”. This made Louis hot inside because he knew exactly were his partner was headed and sometimes John could shake shit up when it didn’t need to be. Even though Ahsha was annoyed he still had her comfortable enough that she was willing to talk. But Louis could tell that Derek wasn’t the guy to be trifled with. Especially right now. "Okay Mr. Roman lets get into this”. Derek sat comfortably on the couch ready to take on the task at hand. “Okay cool” Derek responded back. “So from the information that we have gain thus far its to my knowledge that you and your wife have been in Miami for a year and some change”. “Correct” Derek answered simply. “Okay and up until this point how would you say your working experience has been in Miami?” “Well the seasons going great. Were hoping to go to the Championship this year and I’m hoping its with the Devils as they’ve had a pretty good season as well.” “Ahhh so you’re keeping up with your previous team I see”. “Its only right” Derek chuckled. “And what about your teammates here?” Detective Taylor inquired. “What about them”? “Were they receptive to you coming here to play and step in as caption. That could ruffle a lot of guys feathers.” “Look Detective”…….Derek had forgoten his name “Taylor” The detective added “John M. Taylor” "Right, Detective Taylor. I’ve played in the league for eight years now, so many of the guys I’ve met and already was well acquainted with so there was no place for jealousy just basketball.” “That’s great and how would you say from your prespeactive how your wife feels about Miami?” “Ahsha likes it here, shes doing an amazing job with the Blaze dancers. Their first dance of the season that she choreographed went viral with over a million views and re-tweets on Twitter but I knew she’d kill it here.” Derek looked over at Ahsha and they both gave each other a brief warm smile. Then Derek started to continue.“From time to time she misses L.A. All of her family is there so I get it.” Derek said rubbing the back of her neck. Ahsha closed her eyes and found comfort in his touch. “Wow Mr. Roman quite impressive you are very in tuned with the misses I see. Ahsha you should be proud”. Derek furrowed his brow and cocked his head slightly. “Well she’s my wife, of course I know and celebrate all of her accomplishment. Why wouldn’t I know her inside and out.” “Excuse my partner Mr. Roman, he’s not married.” Detective Peters chimed in. He was trying to gain some of the trust back in the room. “I would have never guessed” Derek eyes widen as he spoke sarcastically. Detective John was not liking to be the butt of the jokes so he figured it was time to shake things up a bit. “Alright lets get back on track Mr. Roman”. John suggested. “Now if this person is someone who in fact you guys don’t know we need to focus on the why and how.” "Meaning”? Derek inquired. “Well Mr. Roman, why is someone focusing in on you and your wife. What make you two worthy opponent, why would anyone want to expose your life. Mr. Roman please enlighten me how would you describe your marriage.” “Well obviously it stems from Ahsha and I both being public figures like my wife said earlier. I mean why collect footage of random people no one knows. People tend to see celebrities as something other then just regular people so I guess its something intriguing about seeing how we operate, which is just like anyone else. But to answer your question my marriage is like any other marriage as you saw on the video”. "Now Mrs. Roman this is were my questioning gets a little tricky.” “How so?” Derek asked “Well as a detective I need to make sure we’re looking at every angle this situation could have played out”. "Sure” Derek simply answered. “Okay and have you or your wife ever discuss the interest of filming your life and or your sexual encounters. Newlyweds and all I’d understand if you two were trying to keep the spice up.” John chuckled in his throat. “Excuse Me” Ahsha said shocked. “What the hell is this an interrogation?” “Excuse me Detective but my client doesn’t have to answer that” Jeff was shocked in how fast the questioning turned left. Derek and Detective Taylor locked eyes. Derek was the only one in the room who didnt budge he could already tell that he was a jerk. Derek knew his type and he wasnt affraid to play his game. He signaled his hand up towards Jeff to assure his lawyer that this was okay. He and Ahsha had nothing to hide so they could be honest. “No! We’ve never discuss it but I can honestly tell you that even if I was interested my wife would shut that down. When my wife and I make love we attack. There’s no time to think about turning on a camera, were just in the moment. Plus watching it will never be as good as doing it. Besides I’m a grown ass man I have no interest of having everyone watching my personal life with my wife. Even though I guarantee you that the internet is sitting back waiting impatiently to get a look”. "So that would mean you or your wife has no interest for reality t.v. either”? Derek smirked at the detectives tacky tone and he honestly felt like he was insulting he and Ahsha and he would never play that game. “Detective take a look out that big glass window. Crazy view right? You can see a 360 degree view of the entire city of Miami”. Derek pointed out towards their balcony gazing at the hypnotizing view. “Yea the view is defiantly stunning Mr. Roman.” John was getting annoyed thinking that Derek was trying to avoid answering the question but Ahsha knew well enough what her husband was doing. He was being”the” Derek Roman. “Yeah, and what do you think about me and my wife’s home? "Its……. definitely lavish, with a homie feel, really spacious for just two people, nice decor, its stunning”. The detective admitted. “Right!” Derek retorted “Okay and what does your view of Miami have to do with my question? Derek leaned forward with a look that could kill. "Oh I was just making sure you took a look around before I sincerely asked,………. Does it look like me or my wife is looking for a "reality check?” Derek looked at him as if he had lost is mind. It was no secret that the couple was successful so they never had to brag or boast about the blessing they were afforded to have but Derek was making it very clear that he would be the only ass whole ever welcomed in his home. “I’m sorry Mr. Roman did I offend you”. John asked in a condescending tone smirking. “Nah no I’m just sitting her wondering why you two are getting a background check from my wife and basically asking me are we trying to leak a sex-tape we had something to do with. I mean that is in fact what you were getting at right Detective?” Derek said blunt tired of playing games. There was some sick stalker out their watching he and Ahsha’s every move and they needed him found immediately. "Mr. Roman” Detective Peter’s cut in. “Pardon me if it seems like we’re asking some hard question but this is the process. Its our job to look at the situation from all angles. Now this might not be the case but its not uncommon that people secretly record they’re spouses without the other party knowing”. "Look Detective Peters”. Ahsha now stepped in. “I assure you and your partner that Derek and I had no idea or anything to do with our lives being invaded. You guys are reducing this down to just some sex-tape but the truth of the matter is is there is every aspect of our lives on that video. EVERY SINGLE ASPECT!!. From personal life to business life. Now were done answering questions, what Derek and I are interested in is what are you guys going to do after today to find this person. This was Louis chance to get them back on track so he stepped in quick before John pissed them off again. "Right so Mr. and Mrs. Roman what we will do is investigate all the aspect that aren’t adding up. We’ll send the cameras to the lab and have them tested for prints. We’ll also track the serial numbers for the camera and see if we can trace them back to some form of credit card history. We’ll also collecting all surveillance footage from the property and personalty interviewing with the security staff on the property to see if anythings off. My partner doesn’t believe so but I feel like this was an inside job. I mean this building has only three units and proper security. There is no way that this person got in if they didn't know the ins and outs of everything here. Plus if that’s the case you guys could file a lawsuit against the owners.” “Alright that’s good, finally something I like to here.” Jeff announced as he was pacing the floor rubbing the back of his head. “Yes but there is only one more thing I’d like to ask and I promise this will be the last thing before our investigation begins”. Detective Peters took out is notepad again. “If either of you can try to recall, from the moment you arrived in Miami do you remember anything that may have struck you as weird. You know made you feel uncomfortable like cars tailing you, strange people around the premises that you didn't recognize.I need you two to really think.” Derek started to talk with Detective Peters and as he did she felt her mind going back to the video she had saw an hour ago. She started to think back to moments that were actually on the footage. As Derek started to rethink about the past mouths. Her thoughts slipped away to when the couple first arrived in Miami.. ………………………..

(Flashback) Ahsha and Derek spent Saturday at home. It was their first full weekend off since the season had started. They both just wanted to stay home and have a chill day to relax. The time was now 7'o clock and after running a couple of errands for the day Ahsha just wanted to get home and relax. She has just finished her shower and put on her tank top and panties. She laid across the middle of her bed and propped herself up comfortably on a pillow as she scrolled through the channels with the remote. Derek was downstairs in the weight room doing a light workout. Ahsha’s phones sounded to alert her of an email but she decided to check it later. She kept scrolling through the channels but couldn’t decide weather she wanted watch a crime investigation show or something on HGTV for some good interior design. As she couldn’t make up her mind; from the lack of never being able to stay home and watch television. Her email notification sounded again. Ahsha opened her email and it was from the owner of the Miami Blaze basketball team; Mr. St. Patrick. The subject line read “Miami Blaze on Is Sizzling Hot”. Ahsha opened the message and it simply read. “I knew you were going to be the perfect fit. This is amazing and numbers don’t lie. We have been trending on Twitter since last night. Look at those views. Re watch the video and see me first thing on Monday in my office.” The owner attached a link to the video the was swirling around Twitter. Ahsha saw the number of views on the video and she nearly dropped her phone. 4 million re-tweets. This had been the first time in a long time that the Blaze Girls were making this much buzz.She read through a couple of the comments and they were getting good feedback. Ahsha played the video and it felt damn good watching her own choreography as she was front and center, plus the girls danced the routine like it was there first walk. Ahsha couldn’t help herself she stood on the bed with her phone in her hand and belted out a powerful scream of excitement. “OH MY GOD!!!! YES YES YES!!!!!” Ahsha jumped on the bed. Derek was coming up from his workout when he heard all the chaos coming from his bedroom. “WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? Ahsha what’s going on?” Derek wiped his head with his towel. “Oh my gosh Derek baby look”! Ahsha said turning around her phone for him to see. “Wait is this the halftime show from last night? Derek’s eyes widen as he saw the views and retweets. "DAMN this has like 4 million view.” “I know. Derek I just got an email from Mr. St Patrick and he said he wants to see me in his office firs thing Monday.” “WHAT?! That’s great Ahsha!” Derek smiled from ear to ear. “Look at my fine ass wife doing her thing. Damn girl come here, Im so proud of you”. Derek picked her up from the bed as she straddled his waist. He wrapped his strong arms around her man he gave her a warm hug in admiration. "Ughhh Derek I cant believe this” Ahsha smiled like a Cheshire cat. “I can, my wife is amazing” Derek cooed kissing on her chin causing her to giggle. Ahsha grabbed his shoulder and looked him in his eyes. “You know what Derek?” “What Mrs. Roman?” “I’m glad we’re here”. Ahsha said simply. This made Derek feel so good inside because ultimately he had made the suggestion of Miami and he was glad to see his wife having success of her own. It was only his hope for both of them to be happy and Ahsha success played a huge role in that as well. “Babe we gotta do something. Just like you said we aren’t guaranteed any moments so babe lets seas them all. This is the the first out of many we have to do something.” Derek said. “Yea but Derek ‘I’m really not in the mood to throw a party or go out to a club” Ahsha whined. “That’s okay Ahs we can still do something just me and you. Whatever you wanna do I promise.” “Really?” “Anything you want. We could celebrate”. Derek said kissing her on the lips. Ahsha took a moment to think. "Ummmm well it has been a minute since we’ve done something alone together or even had the time. How about dinner overlooking the beach papa”. Ahsha smiled warmly. “Dinner sounds great”. Derek cooed. “Okay where?” Ahsha inquired. “Wherever you want babe that’s where we’ll go. We’re celebrating your accomplishment so its all about you”. Ahsha couldn’t do anything but be excited. This day was turning out better then she expected. Derek placed her on her feet and kissed her cheek. “Go on go get ready, and make sure you slip on something sexy for daddy”. Derek grinned. Ahsha ran off into her closet to find something to wear. Derek proceeded to the shower. ………………

After some time Ahsha picked out a couple of things to wear to dinner but she couldn’t decide what to wear. She was so indecisive lately. It was because they had literally made work their whole life for the last mouth in a half so it was weird picking out anything but practice clothes. “Derek I don’t know what to wear” Ahsha whined from inside the closet. Derek had his towel wrapped around his waist as he just finish lotioning up. He walked in the closet going to exactly what he would put on. “Ahsha are you still looking. Babe you always look great no matter what you wear just put something on before you make us late for our reservations”. Derek said without turning to look at his wife. “Okay babe how do you like this one?” Ahsha tried on a blue dress. Derek looked out the corner of his eye but really didn’t pay attention. “Yea Ahs that looks fine” Derek uttered. “Derek you didn’t even look” Ahsha said placing her hands on her hip. “Yes I did its the blue one.” Derek said now looking at his watched trying to make a decision. “Derek you saw the color out the side of your eye”. Ahsha rolled her eyes. Derek didn’t turn around to respond he knew that Ahsha would only work herself up and if he gave his opinion she’d end up wearing something different anyways. But Ahsha knew exatly what she had to do to get him to pay attention. “Well okay what do you think. Do you like this choice better?” Ahsha asked “Yea that look good too” Derek said pretending to pay attention. “Oh really you want me to go out like this?” Ahsha confirmed. “Just like that” Derek repeated. Ahsha walked up behind Derek. “Well if I’m gonna go out in my bra and panties I guess I should put on my guarder belt to make it a little bit more formal then.” That got Derek attention quickly. “Bra and panties?” Derek furrowed his brow then turned around. “Yep that’s what you said you wanted.” Derek huffed out loud. Ahsha was never the women who took hours to get ready she always looked her best. After they got married she picked up the habit of wanting to know Derek’s opinion on what she wore out. “Okay you have my full attention now, I promise.” Derek said now turning around. He leaned back on the counter top to show her she had his undivided attention. “Nope this is what you wanted so I’m ready to go” Ahsha said about to walk out of their closet. Derek shot her a look that made her stop dead in her tracks. “Don’t play with me” He said raising his brow. “Yea I thought I’d get your attention”. Ahsha shot back. Then she started to search through a couple more dresses, it didn’t take long for her to find another that she likes and tried it on. “Okay what about this red one?” Ahsha asked as Derek looked her up and down. “Yea babe I like it with your hair up like that” Derek complimented. “Really, it feels a little tight to me. I think Im gaining weight.” Ahsha said looking at her appearance in the mirror at the provocative dress. “Ahsha you’re not gaining weight. Actually…. that one looks really sexy babe.” Derek said smirking. “See I knew it, you just like it because its so short my ass is practically falling out.” Derek took another look at the dress and who was he fooling he didn't really care that her hair looked nice with the dress all he could see was breast on display and ass falling out. “Yea you’re right you’re not wearing that out” Derek said sternly as he pinched her butt. “But I cant help it that ass is just…….. looking real right mama”. "Ugh Derek you’re no help and stop don’t talk about my butt” Ahsha swiped his hand away. “Women that’s mine I’ll talk about it”. Derek chuckled spraying his cologne on and Ahsha caught a whiff of it."Plus your ass always looks so good during the season from all that dancing girl”. Finally Ahsha found he dress she liked that had the perfect balance of sexy and classy. She slipped on her sexy black dress that had the high slit for her mans view. She pair the look with her black strappy Giuseppe heels with gold jewelry and her black and gold clutch. “Oh really, how good does it look?” Ahsha purred. Walking closer to her husband. Derek groan deep in his throat. “Ummmmm good enough to eat” Derek said grabbing her chin softly kissing her lips.“ "Now look who’s gonna make us late for our reservations” Ahsha joked. “Nah I’m good but when we get home prepare for the worst.” Derek warned. “You are such a pervert”. Ahsha said pushing her husband away. “Says the women who loves all the perverted things that I love to do to her”. Derek teased “Whatever just zip the back of my dress up please”. Ahsha rolled her eyes “Whatever you say Mrs. Roman”. Derek zipped the back of her dress and quickly stole a kiss on her cheek. The Romans’s were off to a lovely evening out.

……………………. The time was now nine’ o clock and the Roman’s had now taken their seats on at the five star restaurant popular in Miami known as Suga Cane. Derek pulled out his wife's chair and she sat down gracefully. He then took his seat and the couple was ready to enjoy themselves. A tall handsome fellow approached their tables to serve them. “Good Evening Mr. and Mrs. Roman, my name is Anthony and I’ll be serving you two tonight, what can I get you?” “We haven’t exactly decided yet Anthony but thank you”. Ahsha gave a warms smile to prompt server. "Yes but while we’re deciding, let us have a bottle of your best champagne. We're celebrating.” Derek smiled never taking his eyes off of his wife. “Yes sir right away and I give you two a moment for your meal.” Anthony walked away from their table. Derek and Ahsha took a look through the menu and when the server returned to the table he pour the both a class of vine from a glass wine vase them at it on the table placing a white cloth over it to keep it chilled. He then took their food request and made sure that they were satisfied with everything they needed. “Derek I cant believe we’re having a night out just the two of us, feels like its been forever”. Ahsha said truly excited. “We haven't gone out in forever babe, trust me I know. But all that hard work we’re putting in is paying out. Ahsha I’m really proud of you.” Derek said sincerely. Raising his glass of wine to his wife. “Awh thanks babe, I couldn't do it without you supporting me every step of the way. And of course you massaging my calves after those hard practices." Ahsha said chuckling clinking her glass along with her husband’s. They both stood up slightly to peck a kiss over each others lips. "Anytime you need me I’ll be right there. I promise.” Derek cooed “I know” Ahsha replied biting her bottom lip. As Ahsha heard those words echoing in the back of her mind she found them to be very true as Derek was there for her beyond a shadow of a doubt. “Okay but really babe on a serious note, I gotta make sure I’m keeping up with you. All this buzz and next thing you know is they’ll be calling me Ahsha Roman’s husband. Talk about boss bitches wifing niggas.” Derek threw his hand up exaggerating. Both Derek and Ahsha bust out laughing at Derek’s joke. Ahsha almost spit out her wine. “Babe don’t do that. Stop making me laugh this hard they’re gonna kick us out the restaurant” Ahsha patted her fingertip below her eye not to mess us her makeup from the slight tear that formed from laughing. “What, its true. Plus they’re nothing with a little competition” Derek teased. “Oh whatever Mr. takeover Sports Center your first two games for dropping 70 points by yourself”. Ahsha glowed over her husband. “Ahhhh I see you trying to make me feel good but its all about you tonight. You can kiss up to me tomorrow." Derek finished. Anthony brought the couple the’re food and it looked delicious. The fine couple basked in their beautiful night out and cherish the moment they could have together uninterrupted. As Ahsha thought about this moment Miami didn’t mock the same feeling that she felt presently. She felt lucky and on top of the world. Now, here she was having a bad taste in her mouth about a place that once made her feel unbelievably happy. She thought about how lovely the night was and how she and Derek danced on the beach at the restaurant and basked in their love for each other. She also remembered feeling lucky that she had a husband that was so happy to celebrate her and made sure she lived in those moments. The nostalgia washed over her mind of how she and Derek bumped and grind to the Cuban music and continued to drink more glasses of wine until they were feeling just right. It was something about how her hips moved that night and how Derek placed his hands on her waist. Ahsha’s thoughts went back to the moments that struck the conversation on the phone with Kyle and how it all started at dinner that night. After dancing the couple went back to their table and of course with the drinks flowing the two of them started their usual sexual banter. Ahsha got up from her seat an switched her hips in her husbands direction. She lat in Derek’s lap at the table and he placed his hand on the nape of her ass calm and collected. Derek would be a gentlemen but when she sat down all he could think about was how soft her butt naked ass feels grinding against his skin when he fucked her from behind. Ahsha caressed her hand around his shoulders and looked into her husband’s fiery eyes as he didn’t say a word. Ahsha caressed his chin sweetly. "What’s wrong? You look nervous. Afraid I might eat you alive tonight”. Ahsha said picking up Derek wine glass from the table and taking a sip. Little did she know her husband was very nervous because he didn’t trust himself not to throw his wife on the table right in the middle of the restaurant and sex her right there. Derek chuckled at his wife’s comment and took his wine glass out of her hand and finished the wine down. “Nervous? You have no idea, what you’re getting yourself into”. Derek cooed in his deep voice. "I think I’ll take my chances” Ahsha shot back leaning in to kiss him on his neck. “I see a little alcohol makes my wife bold.” Derek smirked enjoying the feel of his wife’s plump lips. “I might be a little bad tonight” Ahsha purred “Oh so you’re a badass?” "Yea” Ahsha smiled teasingly. “Humph, I’d like to tame that” Derek coxed. “Oh really”. Ahsha inquired. Derek then licked his lips. “I tell you what, You go get the car and I’ll handle the check so I can get your badass home.”. This made Ahsha very excited.

Ahsha and Derek could feel the heat rising between them on the car ride home. As Derek sped through the Miami streets Ahsha was hypnotized by the city lights. Miami was so different from L.A. Both beautiful places but Miami was just different. As they road up the strip to get home Ahsha leaned over to kiss Derek on his neck. She placed seductive kisses letting him feel her full lips against his flesh. She then let her tongue slither to his ear and licked it. “Women you better slow down” Derek smirked pressing his foot harder on the gas going faster. This made Ahsha fall back into her seat because of the acceleration. Ahsha shot him a naughty look as he made her sit back. This man was in so much control he munipulated the car just to control her. Ahsha reached underneath the slip of her dress. “Okay, I’ll be good for now” She said daringly throwing her panties in Derek’s lap. Derek glanced down in his lap and raised is brow at Ahsha. He took her panties and put them on the inside if his jacket. Ahsha sat back and let Derek drive to get them home safely. She gazed out of the window and the drinks mixed with Miami’s bright neon colors were doing something to her; they were enhancing her sexual desire. She looked over at Derek and he briefly looked over to her and grinned placing one hand on her thigh as he continued to drive. Oh the things she wanted those hands to do to her. The night air crept up her neck and teased her senses and Ahsha was beginning to get delirious from needing her husband inside her. Finally they reached the top of their street and was caught by a red light. Ahsha looked up before and the red lights from the traffic light set her a blaze inside and when it turned green that gave her the go to be a complete freak tonight. They drove through the security gate and walked through the main lobby were the guy at the front desk was sleeping. Derek grabbed his key card for the elevator and swiped it so that it would open and the elevator would know to go to the top floor. They both got in the elevator and Derek grabbed Ahsha’s waist and pulled her body into his. He kissed on the back on her neck and teased her earlobe with his tongue. She could feel his bulge in his pants and it was exactly how she liked it; hard. “Is this what you’ve been wanting all night? Derek asked as he pushed his dick on her harder which felt like heaven since she had no panties on. Ahsha turned around to face her husband to gain some control back. She placed her arms around his neck and they kissed intensely. Their lips intertwined fast and rough. Ahsha pushed Derek into the mirrored walls inside the elevator. "Yes, but you know what else I’ve been wanting all night”. Ahsha asked smirking. “What’s that?” “I’ve been wanting to taste this all night” Ahsha said as she grabbed his dick into her hand. “Oh don’t you worry, you’ll get a taste. Trust me when I say I’m gonna stick my dick and tongue in every whole you have.” Derek picked Ahsha up and she straddled his waist. Ahsha’s breath hitched at his naughty reply and her vagina was ready and willing. The elevator door finally opened and they opened there front door in one swift moment and they were now behind the doors of their sanctuary. Derek and Ahsha was so into each other they fail to realize anything was off. Little did they know that someone had just left from the inside of their home. Derek and Ahsha didn’t bother to turn the lights on. The lights from the city and the moonlight was enough for them to have a calm mood in their home but it was one that was romantic. Derek and Ahsha now kissed passionately and was on the verge of losing control. Derek carried Ahsha upstairs and he placed her down in front of their bed. As they tongue kissed Ahsha begand to un button Derek shirt and she ripped it off exposing the upper half of his well sculpted body. Derek squeezed her ass firmly through her dress while placing wet kisses on her neck. Just as he was about to rip her dress off something switched into Derek and he stopped. Ahsha began to kiss down his chest and she got lower to his belt buckle wanting to undo it. “Ahsha wait baby, stop” Derek he said running his hands through her hair but she was in attack mode and wasn’t listening. “Owwww no I gotta have it” She quickly started to unbuckle is belt and Derek forcefully grabbed her by her arms lifting her back up. Ahsha stop” Derek said sternly. Ahsha then stopped recognizing his seriousness. “Derek what’s…. Whats wrong” Ahsha asked. Derek began to speak softly. “Nothing baby. Its just….. “Just what?” Derek began to chuckle at his thought. He placed his hands gently on his waist and looked her in her eyes. “Nothing beautiful, Its just……why are we rushing? We’re so used to getting it when we can because the season is already crazy and we're squeezing sex in when we’re in a rush and right now we’re doing the same thing but we dont have to. Baby when’s the last time you let me make love to you. You got my dick rock hard and I dont wanna waste it on a quick fuck. I wanna make this about you tonight”. Ahsha pulled Derek in by his belt and kisses him softly. She was a little tipsy and the alcohol had her horny as hell but her husband was right. Ahsha smiles at her husbands genuine revelation.She wrapped her arms around him and they kissed softly getting intoxicated by their own love for one another. "I love you” Ahsha uttered “I love you too”. Derek cooed. As his words echoed through her body Ahsha pushed Derek onto the bed. “You know, I cant remember the last time I made love to you either Mr. Roman” Ahsha purred grinning. Derek looked at her with animalistic eyes as he propped himself up on his elbows staring at his wife. “Take off your clothes” Derek demanded. He was always in control even when he wasn’t trying on purpose. Derek had Ahsha struct and if she hadn’t handed over her panties early they would have fell to the floor on his command. Ahsha’s breath hitch as she remembered all the freaky things they did together as husband and wife that night. All the things that the world was potentially about to witness. She could hear Derek and the Detective’s still talking in the background but she couldn’t get all of her favorite moments from that night out of her head. Her mind immediately went to the moment they were butt naked on their bed. Ahsha hair now out of her neat bun and she was on all fours. The thought of Derek’s dick deep in her wet center was paralyzing. Derek had a vice grip on her hips and he grinned roughly inside her making her take it all. He worked her pussy out and she was loving every bit of it. Her man could truly make her toes curl. “Ughhhhhh DEREK Yasssss!!!!!! She moaned as her hands tightly gripped the sheets moving her hips back and forth to match his rhythm. Ahsha tried her best to keep this up but Derek dick was so hard and deep she felt like her pussy was going to explode. She was on the verge of cumming so hard. Derek felt Ahsha running trying to prolong her orgasm. He forcefully jerked her hips back making her take all the pleasure. "Come Here Women” Derek demanded “Don’t run now” Derek said amused. “Derek wait baby, I’m gonna cum!!!” Ahsha reached back into his chest. Derek swiped her hand away going even deeper as he leaned down to kiss the center of her back. “UGHHHHHH FUCK” Ahsha screamed as chills went up her spine. “Ima make this pussy cum all night” Derek said pumping faster. As he did this he reached underneath his wife to rub her clit and by his wife reaction she loved it. “Shit Derek” she sucked air between her teeth loving both the vaginal and clitoral stimulation. Ahsha bit her bottom lip and decided that she was all in. She arched her back further and started to throw her pussy back fast on his dick. Derek stopped pumping and looked down to see his wife’s juicy pussy lips peaking out from between her ass cheeks and he loved how it swallowed his dick. Derek smacked her ass as her pussy sucked his dick. “Give me that shit” “ARRRGGHHH” Ahsha moaned and as soon as Derek demanded her cum she came on his dick and rode herself through her orgasm. Ahsha love cream spilled on his dick and she took a moment to catch her breath but they were far from done. Her mind rushed over to the though of that night were she and Derek had sex in their bathroom. She could see her and Derek’s reflection in her mind clear as day as they stood in the mirror making love. How Derek kisses her neck and squeezed her breast and he stroked her intensely. She loved the way his chest flexed when he made love to her. “Owwww Derek that feels so fucking good” Ahsha moaned holding on to the counter top “You like it” “Ughhhh yess this shit is so proper. Fuckkk mee Fuck meeeeee”. She screamed in the top of her lungs. She was still intoxicated from the many drink earlier and it seemed as if the night was spinning in circles. Derek pushed her chest down to the top of the counter top and it was cold against her nipple which made them harder. Derek was right they didn’t have to rush and they sexed what seemed like for hours. They were for the first time christening their house and putting on a show for their unknown viewer. The stalker watched the footage and he praised himself for coming at this particular night. The footage that he was collecting could have been enough and this was his first night watching back. Ahsha and Derek ended up on the living room floor as the glow from the city cast blue lights on their naked bodies. Ahsha laid on her back and Derek was on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his back and he continued his fucking. They kissed and caressed each other as they enjoyed the heat from each others body. “Shit Ahsha” Derek cursed as her vagina muscles were clinging around his dick. She was so wet that every time he moved you could here her vagina dripping just the way he liked it. “I love this fucking dick daddy. Fuck me harder”. Ahsha moaned out of breath. She was sure glad to no have practice the next morning because she would never make it the next day from all the pleasure her body was feeling. Her husband wasn’t lying when he said the night would be all about her. Ahsha had cum three times and she knew she would be no good tomorrow. She would sleep all day. Ahsha and Derek were so engulfed in their lovemaking that they fail to hear their doorbell ringing which was weird because it was 2 in the morning. "Ughhhh,…Wait baby what was that” Ahsha asked as Derek placed soft kisses on her neck as he continued to drive kiss dick into wetness. “The sound of sweet pussy” Derek cooed biting his lips. He slipped his togue into her mouth and continued his loving act. The door bell sounded again and this time Derek heard it. “What the fuck? Who the hell is that?” Derek whispered. Ahsha grabbed his face to refocus his attention on her. “Please Derek don’t stop you feels to good. They’ll leave” Ahsha kissed his lips starting their tongue kiss again. The doorbell rang again and this time the couple couldn’t ignore it. Derek stopped again and Ahsha got frustrated. “Wait Ash, think about it this may be important. It has to be if the guy downstairs let them up and we we'rent expecting any guess. Plus its two in the morning”. "Ughhh well hurry up Derek and get rid of them”. Ahsha sassed. Derek hopped up but obviously he couldn’t walk to his front door like he came into the world. Ahsha saw him looking around and she saw his boxers in the door. The door bell rang once more then came a knock. “Looking for these?” Ahsha held up his underwear grinning “Yes now give them to me” Derek said trying to attend the unwanted guess, but Ahsha didnt care as far as she was concerned they were interrupting the evening that was meant for her. “Unn Unn I want a kiss first” she teased smiling. “Ahsha come on before you make me kill them for ringing my damn doorbell.” Derek wasn’t ready to play. “Come on baby just one” Ahsha looked at hi with her doe eyes. “Okay just one”. Derek leaned down close to his women and she was waiting with her suculent lips. Ahsha closed her eyes ready and Derek snatched his boxers from her.“Ohh you almost had it, you gotta be quicker then that.” Derek said busting out laughing because now his wife was pissed. He slipped on his underwear and headed to the front door.  Derek walked to the door honestly pissed off. How dare anyone be ringing his doorbell at 2am in the morning and on top of everything interrupting the fucking he was giving his wife.The bell rang again before he could reached the door. “Yo, yo one second!” Derek said walking to the door in nothing but his fitted briefs . He finally reached the door and opened it to see a police officer standing at his front door.Derek was actually shocked. “Oh shit, how can I help you officer?” Derek said blinking twice startled. “Good Evening Sir, we got a call from one of your neighbors that said they heard a disturbance going on in your home.” Derek looked confused. “Disturbance? What kind of disturbance?” Derek asked genuinely. “The person who made the call to us said they heard screams and bumping against the walls, like someone was in a fight”. “Officer I assure you that’s impossible.” Derek said thinking of how huge their home was. “And do you live alone or is someone else present at the moment, Mr………” “Roman. Derek Roman and no this is me and my wife’s home.” “Okay could you call your wife down I’d like to speak with her as well.”Derek rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled. “Uhhh sir I’m afraid I cant do that. You see me and my wife were kinda in the middle of something when you arrived. I’m sure she..” Derek was interrupted by Ahsha’s voice. "Derek what’s taking you so long?!” Ahsha walked from the living room with only a white sheet covering her naked body. Derek stepped in front of her quickly as she didn’t notice the officer. “Ahsha we have company”. Derek said blocking the officers view. "Well what the hell do they want Derek, its two in the damn morning?”Ahsha said getting frustrated because their fun had been interrupted.They had both been so busy getting adjusted into their new lives that she was craving for all of her husbands attention. Derek and Ahsha bickered back and forth quickly as Derek tried to get her to understand the situation at hand but the drinks from earlier had Ahsha horny and she had no interest and wasn’t listening. One of Ahsha’s long slender legs escaped the sheets and she tried wrapping it around Derek’s waist. She then grabbed Derek’s face and tried placing kisses on him but he escaped her grip knowing that this was not the time. The police officer interrupted the young couple. “Hello, uh and are you Mrs. Roman?”. Ahsha finally looked out to the front door and noticed the officer. She immediately was shocked and hide behind Derek’s tall stature. “Excuse me ma’am I’m just trying to do my job”. Ahsha then realized she had nowhere to run so she came from behind Derek revealing her sex hair and her salacious appearance. The officer looked at Ahsha and immediately thought she was stunningly beautiful. He thought about all the elements and the situation as a whole and started to piece things together but still wanted to keep it professional. "Yes I’m Mrs. Roman. Officer what seems to be the problem”? Ahsha wrapped the sheet even tighter walking towards the door. The officer cleared his throat trying not to give her direct eye contact. “Ahhhhh ma’am we got a call from one of your downstairs neighbors that said they heard screaming and bumping against the walls like there was an altercation going on”. "No officer no altercation here” Ahsha said simply. She was too tipsy to have this conversation. All she wanted was for the officer to leave so she could put her husband on his back. “Are you sure Mrs. Roman, the person who made the call seemed very disturbed by these said noises”. Ahsha eased her arms around Derek’s well built torso. "What can I say? I’m not the quiet type and my husband can get a little rough so I think that sums up the issue”. Ahsha said quite frankly. Derek eyes widen as he couldn’t believe his wife’s little sassy attitude when she had a couple of drinks in her system. The officer looked at Derek and smirked. "What can I say she’s a feisty one.” Derek cut in. “Look officer me and my wife went out to celebrate and had a few drinks tonight. Instead of staying out we decided to finish our celebration at home, but we do apologies about the noise. We’ll try to keep it down.“ Derek couldn’t make any promises though. The officer chuckled. "No problem, we just came out to insure everyone's safety and make sure their wasnt any sign of abuse of any kind so everything's fine”. “Well depending on what you think abuse is my husband was defiantly assaulting me”. Ahsha said annoyed that the officer was still there. She was enjoying the sex too much and honestly this cop was blowing her buzz. “How so Mr. Roman?” the officer still keeping a professional composer “By sticking his di…. Ahsha’s muffled the last words as Derek quickly placed his hand over her mouth. She had truly had one to many tonight and Derek had to be quick on his feet knowing she may say anything. "Uhhh Ahsha he doesn’t need to know that” Derek rushed out quickly wanting to kill her. “Umm Hummm oh I see, alright you two enjoy your evening and try to keep in down please. I’d hate to have to interrupt you again tonight”. "Alright thank you officer.Have a good evening” Derek nodded then closed the door. He turned around and looked at Ahsha shaking his head. “Agghhhh Mr. Roman what am I going to do with you”. “I can think of a few things”. Ahsha purred smirking. “Ummhhhh” Derek groaned in his throat taking in his wife’s radiant appearance. “Bring your fine ass over here women, I’m wasn't done with you”. Ahsha was literally drooling at the thoughts of what happened until the next morning. After this she heard a sound snapping herself out of her inner thoughts. “AHSHA!! Baby are you okay”. Derek sat up on the couch and looked at her “Huh? Yes I’m fine I was just deep in thought.” “Well Mrs. Romans do you have anything you would like to share with us as well before we pack up and head out”. Detective Louis chimed in. Ahsha swallowed hard feeling exhausted. "Actually no Detective not right now. I don’t mean to be rude but its been a long day and I just need to get some rest.” Derek rubbed her shoulder. “If I remember anything else that we may have left out I’ll be sure to contact Jeff so he can pass the information on.” Ahsha concluded. “Mrs. Roman are you sure” Detective John asked concerned that she was holding back information or something they could use agaisnt the stalker. Derek interrupted. “Nah No my wife said shes done so we’re finished for the day”. Derek said fianl. "Well alright looks like we got all we need”. Detective Peters got up and shook their hands. “Mr and Mrs. Roman we’re terribly sorry that this has happened but we promised we’ll catch this guy before he has any chance to strike”. Derek then poke for the both of them. "Thanks Detective we’ll be in touch.” After being questioned by detectives and the investigation team collecting the camera eqiuptment for further investigation the time was now nine o'clock and everyone went home for the night. The Roman’s didn’t say a word. Derek and Ahsha mounted the stairs and got undressed for bed. Derek and Ahsha laid in silence before Ahsha finally spoke. “Maybe we’re so connected that were both sleeping right now having the same bad dream.” Derek pulled her in close to his side taking a deep breath before he answered. “I wish this could be over in the morning, but I’m afraid It wont be.” He squeezed Ahsha’s hand tightly underneath the covers. “Hey, try to get some rest okay”. Ahsha laid her head on his chest and slowly closed her eyes, with the day she had just had she was exhausted. …………………. The next day Ahsha and Derek both got ready to go to the arena like any other day except they rode to the arena together. They needed to stay close if they would get through their first day at work since the drama. They knew that paparazzi and the media would be lurking and they needed to be a united strong front. As they pulled into the back of the arena paparazzi swarmed the front waiting for them to arrived and they kissed the traffic. They took the emergency elevator to the  fourth floor. Derek walked Ahsha to the studio and they held hands until they reached the door were all the dancer were now waiting inside. They could feel all the dancers eyes on them through the glass window. “Hey Ahsha are you sure you gonna be okay.” Derek asked looking into her eyes to feel her out. “Yes Derek Ill be fine, I can handle this.” “Okay well answer me one question and Ill leave it alone.” Derek smirked. “Huhhhh what Derek” Ahsha playfully rolled her eyes. “Are you happy with the life we have together?” “Of course….I wouldnt change it for anything and you know that” Ahsha assured “And do you know how much I love you for everything you are”. “Just as much as I love you” “And as long as we’re together we’ll never lose”. Derek smiled softly. When he looked at Ahsha her heart was full. She was grateful to have her husband and she had the confidence to stand up to whatever she had to face. "Come here!” Ahsha said pulling Derek in by his jersey and he embraced her in a tight hug. His muscles surrounded his wife’s tiny body and they both leaned in to seal their love with soft kisses on the lips. Their lips peck each others softly and they finally parted. “Alright Mr.Roman have a great practice”. “You too Mrs.Roman. If we finish early today I’ll be in the weight room until you finish up” “I love you.” “I love you too Ahsha” Ahsha walked into the studio with her gym bag and walked towards her office while the girls stretched. “Good Afternoon ladies” Ahsha sang in her normal tone. All the girls watched closely to see if anything was off. “Heyyyyy” they all replied back in unison. Some where curious about the situation, some where mortified to ask their teammate about the ordeal, some didn’t care, some of the dancers were upset and shocked. They were all feeling some type of way. Ahsha came back into the studio with her binder and sat in the middle of the floor with the team to discuss their final events coming up for the rest of the season. The girls crowded around her as usual but the tension in the air was awkward. Ahsha took a deep breath. “Okay ladies as you all know we have four charity events left, two commercials to shoot before the championship begins, and the owner of the team has invited us to dance at one of his private events that he is having with some investors. Now I sure I don’t have to let you that this is a lot to end the season with so practices will go an hour over starting in two week”. Blaze girl Jenna raised her hand for a question, she was always on top of things. "Yes Jenna” Ahsha acknowledge her hand. “So what are the dates for the charity events and when will you have the event schedule out to us?” “The charity events are next mouth two back to back and one on the last day. But I have the schedules already ready Ill give them to you guys at the end of practice" Ahsha confirmed. “But other then those events, I’ll be speaking with Mr. St Patrick to figure out what are the plans for us in the off season and also the goals for next season,but he’s also told me to let you guys know that he’s very impressed with the season we’ve had and I cant say this on the record yet but he kept hinting on a off season bonus.” All the ladies we’re ecstatic they were getting excited about all the great news and to Ahsha’s surprise the meeting with the girls were going smoother then she expected. “So before we get started ladies are their anymore questions?” “Yea I have a question” Blaze girl Kayleigh said enthusiastic. “Okay?” Ahsha replied. The dancers fake excitement went off her face once she had the green light. “Sooooo we’re gonna act like we didn’t see her allllllll over the internet last night.” Kayleigh came out with it. Ahsha was almost scott free. “Oh my god, Kayleigh are you crazy” Angela interrupted” “No Angela I think we should get a couple of things straigh before we all move forward.” Ahsha came forward.“Now lets get one thing clear KAYLEIGH I dont really have to explain shit to anybody but since we’ve all grown a bond together over the last year and a half we are like a sisterhood. We lean on each other like family here and I have nothing to hide from anyone so I’ll cover it all in one setting”. Ahsha said with a bitchy grin on her face. “Now first things first, Derek and I didn't leak the footage on the internet as a matter of fact we didn't even know there was any video of us that was ever recorded. I would never do anything to risk the integrity of my marriage or as a human being for some cheap publicity. Also I’d never risk the integrity of the team because ladies we all represent something positive here. This isn’t a situation were we recorded something and it got into the wrong hands. The situation at hand is very serious. Someone broke into my home without me or Derek’s knowlege and they placed cameras around to record us”. “Omg Ahsha are you serious?” Blaze Brittney asked shocked now to here the real story behind the scandal. “Yes Brit but I cant go into much detail as now we’re in a full blown investigation to see who’s is behind this.” “Damn Ahsha I cant believe this what if you were home or even Derek, that's sick, this could have been so dangerous”. Blaze Angela sympathized with her. “Yeah I know. Im just glad we werent.” Ahsha took a relieved deep breath thankful that she could move on with her teammates. "So do you guys know what all may be on the footage asisde from what we saw online?” Angela asked Ahsha took a deep breath.“As far as the content on the tape I don’t know. The previewed video has every aspect of our lives I imagine so I’m just gonna say everything, maybe much of nothing I don’t know its still unfolding for us right now. I wont go into full detail like I said as we’re going through and investigation but I will say one thing and I’ll leave it at this. Obviously the person or persons behind this is bold enough to have invaded our privacy so I have to speak as if the full video has been leaked. I’m not naive and I feel that they might be sick enough to do it but whatever is on that video Im not ashamed of. A few of us here are lucky enough to be married so you know how a marriage can be. Even the ladies who arent married I hope can sympathize and relate to how it can be when your with a man you love. Derek and I are just like any other couple. We love each other but that desnt mean we dont have hardships. I dont mind sharing that with you because my marriage isnt built on punk shit so nothing can come between that. And as far a the other content, I don’t wanna toot my own horn here but my husband is fine so you already knew that I sit on my husband every night if possible.” “Well Ahsha we knew that.” Blaze Brittney admitted high fiving another dancers hand while giggling.“You two are always so affectionate in front of us so we fugured.” “Yes but what couple isn’t? Even though we’re affectionate we would never feel the need to showcase to the entire world what goes on in our bedroom.” “Well damn now we know where all those sexy moves come from.” Blaze Julia laughed out joking rolling her lips. Ahsha was glad the air was now clear with her team. “Yes I can assure you that all of those moves were made up the night before from my husband bending,twisting, and lifting me in many ways”. Ahsha admitted. “Oh my gosh somebody shoot me am I hearing this” Blaze Kayliegh now commented getting her fix of tea she needed with her nosy ass. “Well you’re the one who insisted on knowing so there you have it”. Ahsha shot back. "Oh and one more thing since we’ve got the air clear I’ll say one last thing and we will get started. I’ve grown to love and truth each and everyone of you and I truly mean that but…… Ahsha took a long pause to show seriousness and look them all in the eye."Derek is off limits, nobody needs to conversate with my husband about the situation,period. This is the first and last time Im adressing the situation with any of you but you dont need to ask him anything. We are here to shake our asses and go home and anyone’s personal business is not for sharing. Do you understand that! All the girls agreed. “KAYLEIGH that means you especially”. Ahsha looked at her as if she’d slap the fuck out of her if she ever felt the need to ask her about her marriage again. "Yeah I got it” Kayleigh put her hands up feeling her wrath. Ahsha smirked wishing she would blink twice. “Good I wanted to make sure you understood that personally” Ahsha gave her a bitch I’m watching you look and he rest of the girls side eye’d Kayleigh smirking at her being on Ahsha’s side. “So I think that clears everything up. Any last questions?” Even though Ahsha asked if they had questions they understood that they probably better not so no one in the room said anything. “Good!. Now lets dance bitches”. Ahsha pressed play on the music and practice began.

OKAY DERSHA FAM!!!!! You have reached the end of chapter two. Chapter three is where the story will get very interesting. I hope you guys enjoyed it and Again I apologize for the long ass wait but on the bright side….I beat vh1 in the announcement for season 4 so theres that. Also SORRY FOR ANY MISSPELLINGS OR ERRORS!!!

Detective Louis Peters

Detective John M. Taylor

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