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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years

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Soulmate au

Before you meet your soulmate you have to deal with a chibi version of them before actually meeting them. So can you handle it?

This one is readers point of view

Kai's point of view

Normally people immediately found their chibis of their soulmates when they turned 18. But every rule has their exception.

You were twenty years old and could only watch people talking, cuddling and cooing at the tiny little things or actually their real soulmate... this always leaves a feeling of envy, but you never losed hope. Seeing those couples afterwards gave you ideas on what to do when you finally found your soulmate.

And with the job you had on the library, it was always possible to daydream about it.

Waving goodbye at your coworker you sighed, arranging the books and getting excited to finally end your shift... That was your plan before you yelped when many books from a shelf nearby all fall with an unknown sound.

Grabbing just a ruler as your unique weapon as you slowly tip toed to where it came the sound.

You widened your eyes and trembled at seing the books were moving and you hesitantly poked it with the ruler... making a squeak sound as you tilted your head.

"A... mouse?" You mumbled before screaming and falling in your butt as the book suddenly exploded in front of you in pieces. Breathing in and out you decided to pick at it only to widened your eyes.

A tiny little thing with golden eyes, dark brow hair and the most cute yet weird jacket you ever saw was patting his tiny glived hands while staring nonchantly at them before looking up at you, the same bored expression as before as he shoved his hands on the pockets of his jacket.

"I-It.. it cant be.." you muttered, getting on your knees to look down at the chibi version in front of you. He only arched one eyebrow yet not moving one muscle of his.

You went to touch his cheek with your index finger before he growled and slapped your finger away. It didn't hurt a bit but you still put your hands on surrender.

"Alright! Alright! Weren't you suppose to be more gentle with me?" You exclaimed before deadpanning when you remembered that chibis can't talk.

You looked at the pieces of what was once suppose to be a book and pointed at it.

"Please tell me you can repair that..." he only looked at you before sighing what was probably in annoyance and going to touch and just as a one blink of the eye the book returned as you looked down at him in awe before smilling.

"So this is your quirk huh?"

Since the chibis cant tell the name of them you decided to name your little companion as "goldie" because of the cold of his eyes.... even if for the first few times he only glared at you.

The thing about goldie was that he never was willing to be touched. This confused you a bit at first yet you decided not to pry from it since at night the little chibi would always curl up in your chest and doze off, thinking you were already asleep.

You also notice his passion about cleaning. Ever time it was something dirty or you didn't shower he would emmit huge amounts of 'squeaks' until you cleaned that thing.

"Geez you're a bit demanding arent you?" You giggled while rubbing the sink as he nodded in aproval or confirmation... you couldn't know.

You usually left him alone, but then one day you returned from work and the poor little thing was so scared that it did something you never once thought he would do. Hug any part of you that it could find.

This must meant that in that moment your own soulmate was suffering and your heart clenched at that as you brought Goldie to your cheek as you comforted him the best you could.

Ever since then he demanded to stay on your shoulder and go out along with you.

You were on the library and smiled at a client who went to talk with you for informations, although the male was only getting closer and then noticed the chibi on your shoulder glaring at him like he was about to rip his throat.

"Ah, so you got an soulmate I see." He talked as you giggled an yes "You know what? I dont quite believe those things, what about you and me go to a-" before the guy could finish his sentence Goldie hissed and literally grapped one book, despite being HUGE in comparation with him and hitted on the guy's face.

"WHAT THE FUCK-?!" The young male hissed as you grabbed Goldie in both of your hands as he patted his tiny hands and huffed, crossing his arms over his tiny little chest.

"I'm so sorry sir!" You whispered shouted as the guy left mumbling curses... one that especially caught on your heart strings.

"Quirkless bitch and stupid chibi little shit."

You immediately had your mood down as you tried to hold back the tears already in your eyes before you heard a squeak coming from your hands.

Goldie had a frown on his face before he mentioned for you to lift him up to your eye level only to surprise you with a sweet little kiss on each of your eyes. You immediatly smiled back amd rubbed your cheek with his as he grumbled.

"Aww you act all though but you're a softie on the end aren't you?" You cooed as the tiny male in your hands growled, despite having a pink on his tiny cheeks.

Thre months had passed and you heard your door bell ring. All the hopes that it was your soulmate rised on your chest only to fell as you only saw the mailman handing you a box.

Signing and thanking the worker, you closed the door and found Goldie nimbling on a cake you baked/bought it and you giggled at him, with how threatening he looked once but now looked aa the most adorable thing ever.

You put the box down on the middle of the room and started to open only to be freed aa Goldie touched one bare finger of it to help you.

"Look little guy! You like cleaning do you?" You picked the robot and turned it on, Goldie already on guard as if it was going to attack you "Its a romba! It's a little robot that cleans the floor!" You smiled down at the shock on his face before he climbed on the robot and rode it as it was a car or horse.

You never laughed so hard on your life, especially when Goldie used his foot hit the wall to make the romba go to the place he wanted to be clean.

You woke up with pokes in your cheek, groaning you saw Goldie, waving at you as you smiled and petted his head carefully.

He pointed to the calendar and you groaned. It was the day you needed to go out to buy groceries, looking at Goldie who only deadpanned at you.

"Do I need to?" He only huffed and crossed his arms as you rolled your eyes and prepared to go out.

You were asking for some Takoyaki before Goldie suddenly gone crazy. Getting up on your shoulder and squeaking loudly at some place on the market as you grabbed him on your hands when he almost fell on the floor.

"What?! Hey you're okay?" You tried to bring him close but he only jumped from your grip and ran away. Making you panick and ram after him I'm fear he could be stepped on.

The little guy was fast and even used his quirk to make a wave of concrete to carry him. He turned on an aisle and you almost losed it.

"GOLDIE!" you shouted before stopping abruptly when you saw the chibi of your soulmate on the ground, hugging close another chibi with (E/c) eyes and hair with the color of... wait... it was you! It was a chibi version of you! Hugging and kissing Goldie just as much as he was doing with them.

You gaped at the cuteness of the scene before you saw a male running towards your chibi version only to be stopped by the same reason as you did. The man was way taller than you imagined, and different from Goldie he weared a mask to hide half of his face.

You gaped at how beautiful the man was as his wide amber eyes looked back at your with the same shock.

You took hesitant steps as he did the same, both of you looking at each other as if you both had found a precious and unique treasure.

His eyes slowed went back to normal as he looked at you. You giggled at him making him arch his eyebrow, exactly like Goldie, making you laugh before putting a hand to cover your mouth.

"Sorey!" You said between giggles "Is just that... you act exactly like your chibi."

"Same goes for you." He looked at your chibi version and then back at you, extending one gloved hand at you.

"So, what is my soulmate's name?" He asked nonchantly but the glint of happines of his eyes was way too much evident.

"(L/n) (Y/n). And mine soulmate's name is..?"

"People call me Overhaul... but-" your hand interviewed and you felt all of your body go warm and fuzzy at the way he looked at you "You can call me by my real name. Chisaki Kai."

"Alright." You smiled before the both of your chibis versions squeaked as your soul- Kai. Kai zend a half glare at your chibi version.

"What is it now brat? You found m-"

"You called me brat?" You asked in false disbelief as he at her one eyebrow at you.

"A better name than Goldie." He shivered as you scoffed.

"Is a good name... Goldie." You smirked at him as he scoffed, holding your hand a bit tighter.

"Brat."

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levi-daughter · 4 years

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Linhardt NSFW alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Linhardt loves to sleep, we all know that, but before falling asleep after a love night he always makes sure you don't need anything, and if you do he will do what he can to satisfy your needs. He's a caring guy, for sure. But once he's done and you don't need anything anymore he lies down next to you, hugs you tight and dozes off peacefully.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On him: he likes his, well, he doesn't really like anything about him except his smart brain, but you often say how much you like his soft hair, so he grew to like them too.

On you: everything. But if he really has to say just one thing he likes your thighs. He finds them soft to lay his head on while you're chilling, and he likes to grab them as he fucks you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's not a stupid or reckless guy, he knows what happens if he cums inside you and, even if he'd really like to study his child's crest, he's not ready to have kids yet, so he never cums inside you, except when you tell him it's safe and you're more than 100% sure of that. If you're not, he'd cum on your belly or back, if he's really horny and he actually does an effort.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He does research, yeah, but what kind? When he first met you and fell in love with you he wanted to know everything there was to know about relationship, and this includes sex, of course. But since there are no such books in a monastery, he bought some on the black market and read them all. Yeah, yeah, that's his kind of research, sex research.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Didn't I just say he had to do research to know how to do things? He has like 0 experience. But he's learning, and quickly. Every time is better than the previous one and each time he reads something new he thinks you may enjoy he always tries it with you. He may be lazy but he's goooooooooood.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He's a master in the so called Lazy Man position, and we can all understand why. He's a lazy shit so you have to do all the work yourself, but he enjoys it when you ride him and he can see your red face close up and place kisses all over your neck. And above all he likes that in this position he can easily touch every inch of your body and caress your soft skin.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He doesn't joke around or say silly things, but he surely teases a little. With his subtle snipings he always teases you.

«That's the fastest you can go? I might as well fall asleep. Come on, go faster.»

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn't care. I mean, the hair he has on the head are long, why should he cut the ones he has down there, the ones he never shows to anyone? At least that's what he thought before meeting you. He wants to be the best for you, and if you find hair gross he will shave them constantly, but if you like them he'll leave them a little bit longer. It all depends on you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He doesn't really care. It's too much of a pain to do sweet things. He just does what he has to, nothing more nothing less.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Nah, that's too tiring. He prefers to sleep or doing research instead of these filthy activities. And if he's feeling really horny he has you to take care of his problems, so no problem.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

When he's in the mood he's much of a control freak. He likes to have control over your body, denying your orgasm, blocking your hands above your head, and when he's really really turned on he'd do a bit of dirty talk and of over stimulating. To be clear, the times when he's "really really horny" are like once every 2 months, sometimes more, sometimes less. But those times are the most exciting of all.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bed, his or yours makes no difference, what's important is that there's a comfy bed and a soft pillow to lay down on once everything is done. And that way you two can have a moment of intimacy, without risking for others to catch you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Well, every talk about your rare crest is a really big turn on for him, but he also like to see you sleep. Seeing your fragile and vulnerable self, totally at his will, it's exciting. He always wakes you up to do dirty things.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He'd never hurt you in any way, of course, and if ever say you want him to stop he will without hesitation. He cares too much about you to risk to ruin everything by going too far.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's so. Damn. Lazy. Effort? What's that? He surely prefers when you do all the work and give him a nice blowjob instead of actually doing anything. He just stands there and enjoys. He doesn't need to tell you anything, you just already know how to pleasure him.

But when he's in the mood and wants to give oral…girl, you've been blessed. He's so good at it! Like, is it possible to be this good? With his soft tongue and his long fingers he really sends you in heaven.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He doesn't care, whichever speed you want is fine when you're top. But when he is, oh god, he's so slow, caressing every part of your body with his beautiful hands, stimulating the right spots and hitting all the right places. It's just perfect. His warm body pressed against yours, his sensual and slow moves, way to go mate.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Nah, not his thing. When he wants to be with you, he wants to take his time. There's no need to rush things. He just needs his time to pleasure you the way he has to, so quickies are a total no.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's a man of science, and he likes to try the things he finds during his "researches", but if you're not comfortable with something he's suggesting he'd let that drop dead and never bring that the subject again.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

You'd be lucky if he went for more than two rounds. But those two rounds are always long and really satisfying, so it's fine to you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

What for? He doesn't need them. He already has what's necessary between his legs.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

When he's in the mood he's quite the teaser and a master of dirty talks, but usually he's too tired to say more than «Yeah…! Keep going…!».

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

When in the mood he's loud as fuck, but he's usually really quite. He just lets out little moans and groans, grapping your ass or thighs tight.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

One time you approached him as he was in the library. You proposed to help him with his researches. There was just the two of you and this had already turned Linhardt on from the start, but when you said a really intelligent thing he couldn't control himself anymore. He took you on the table. It was amazing!

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's not that big, but he's thicc. It's a nice thing he's got there, like 15 cm/5,9 inches.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His peak his of 3 times in a month, since he doesn't crave for it, so usually about 1/2 times per month.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Immediately. The time to say two words like «It was amazing, I love you.» and he's already deadly asleep. But if you need something he'd make sure to take care of your problems before falling finally asleep.

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scribble-fics · 5 years

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Can I get the full alphabet for Tetsu please (especially since I'm sure you're probably dying to do this for the Best Metal Boy anyways 😂)?

OKAY DAMN I GOT CALLED OUT BUT HONESTLY YOU RIGHT!!!! OF COURSE YOU CAN HAVE THE FULL ALPHABET!! Warning!!!🚫🚫 NSFW🚫🚫

A-aftercare

After he's calmed down from his own high, tetsutetsu would be the sweetest thing after sex. Pulling you close, running his fingers against your skin, asking if you need water or food or anything. It's pure bliss.

B-bodypart

For him, he likes his jawline. How strong it is and how he has the stereotypical 'sharp enough to cut' jaw.

For his s/o he loves their hips. It's like handlebars for him. Either during sex or not. He loves to grab your hips and pull you into him.

C-cum

He loves to cum on your skin. That being hand, face, stomach, thighs. He'll love it all. Just the way it looks starts a fire in his heart.

D-dirty secret

He brags a lot. Especially to his close guy friends like kirishima. So 9/10 he's bragging about the sex you guys had last night to his pals and showing off his hickeys to them.

E-experience

He's not experienced but he knows what to expect. He's had the sex talk with his folks and has seen sex scenes in movies.

F-favourite position

Missionary mainly. He likes having your legs wrapped around him and hovering above you. Being able to see your face twist and turn in pleasure and only having to lean down to mark you up.

G-goofy

He's not too goofy but will be to lighten the tense atmosphere. Accidentally tickling you sometimes here and there and what not.

H-hair

Visible dark grayish happy trail leading to a groomed patch of hair. It's by no means well groomed but it's better than having wild hair everywhere.

I-intimacy

50/50 on the intimate scale. Sometimes he's slow and making love while holding your face in his hands and praising you.

Other times he can be slamming into you to release some pent up aggression and tension.

J-jackoff

Whenever he's alone and in the mood he'll jack himself off. Always closing his eyes and pretending its your hands rubbing him up and down just how he likes.

K-kink

Low key into being called daddy.

Also loves giving and receiving marks. Like hickies, bite marks, scratches. He'll try his best to mark you up.

Lingerie gets him hot and bothered too. Seeing you in thigh highs, lace panties, and one of his shirts can make him cum on the spot.

L-location

He'd be up for semi-public sex. Probably his favourite place is the bedroom, but he's down for doing it in the back of the gym or something where no one is.

M-motivation

When tetsu hears to panting during training or something. He can't help but picture you panting for so many other reasons-

N-no

No threesomes. He's not into sharing whats his with anyone. Not really into roleplay either. Or anything with pain. He doesn't like hurting you.

O-oral

He loves going down on you. It's one of his favourite sex things to do because he can have you a moaning begging mess for him. He also just loves the way you taste and feel.

P-pace

He's always been kinda a rough person. Even his slow passionate times are slightly rough and fast.

Q-quicky

If you're okay with it tetsu will pull you to the side, maybe in a bathroom or closet and have a quicky that'll leave your head spinning and legs shaking.

R-risk

Hey he's into it. He likes that feeling deep down that theres a chance of you two getting caught. The chance of someone seeing him taking you and making you his.

S-stamina

Lots of it. Can go 4-5 times if you let him. If you're wiped out after the first round then be prepared for cleanup. Tetsu will go down on you to clean up your mess and you'll end up making another one. Whoops.

T-toy

On himself, no. On you though he wouldn't mind using a vibrator or something to edge you on with. But he'd never use it to finish the job.

U-unfair

Depends on how he's feeling. Although most the time he does like to tease because he likes to hear you beg for him.

V-volume

Tetsu has never been one to have an inside voice. He's really really loud with moans, groans, grunts galore. Whenever he needs to keep it down he'll bite onto your shoulder to muffle it.

W-wildcard

Tetsutetsu always wakes you up in the morning with gentle smooches and offers to run you both a bath after sex. He is extremely good with taking care of you.

X-xray

He's about average size and average girth. Maybe a tad bit bigger than average but not by much.

Y-yearning

He gets horny a lot but knows when to shut it down. Like randomly he'll get horny but then a few minutes after will push the feeling aside.

Z-zzz

He has problems sleeping after sex. Although he's sweaty and tired he can't help but recap all that happened over and over in his mind.

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nvrfrgetu · 6 years

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Zach Dempsey - A to Z

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): Zach is experienced, though not so much like one would think, and you were surprised when he told you that to make you feel better about being inexperienced. But if there’s something he’s fucking king of is making out, teasing and caressing all the right parts of your body to make you melt.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): Ok, real deal right now. His cock is decently thick, nothing too crazy. But his length is what impressed you, he is long (the boy is 6”3’ after all). Often times you can’t take him all the way down your throat.

Note: This is huge! And like I’ve said before, two letters! Enjoy!

You were determined. You wanted to try a little more on your relationship. You were with Zach just over six months and so far, although you had absolutely nothing to complain about the heated makeout sessions, you wanted to see what it would be like... you know, a little more. You did not know exactly where to start or what to do so that Zach took the tip that you wanted to move to the next phase, but, one thing you were sure: wanted to experiment with him. You wished you could touch his body a little more, also wanted him to touch more of your body. You wanted to feel more skin with skin, to know how his mouth would feel in other places, to know how other places would feel in your mouth. The way he made you feel was what made you take that decision. Zach knew exactly where to squeeze, where to kiss to leave you completely warm, really burning and all you wanted was to know what it would be like a little more. Although being turned on was not strange to you in relating to someone, Zach was different. It had nothing to do with getting you to be excited, but controlling yourself while you were together. It was hard not to give in to temptation, not to beg him to go a little further and explore your body more, because he was really focused on the limits and you didn’t have the guts to ask him to be more, well, shameless.

That's why you were nervous as Zach chatted excited about the latest training routines and how the biology test had gone well after all. You commented this or that and smiled, but your mind wasn’t really there. The proof was that when Zach parked the car in front of his house, you took about 10 seconds to realize it. Apologizing in embarrassment as he laughed at how you had spaced out.

You got out of the car and you realized at a glance that the garage was empty, confirming that his mother wasn’t home and that Zach's sister was probably at home with the nanny or at one of the several extracurricular classes Ms. Dempsey made her take it. You hoped internally for the last one and then you felt guilty about it - you knew the girl hated most classes, but you needed some alone time with Zach if you were going to put your plan into practice and, God, you wanted to put your plan into practice. Zach seemed to notice your nervousness, because he took your hand and interlaced your fingers together, giving you a reaffirming smile. You felt warm and smiled back, giving him a little jerk with your hip, which made him laugh.

- "What are you in the mood for?" - Zach asked as he opened the door to his house, letting you pass first before entering and closing it. The house was silent and you send a little thanks to the heavens. - “I don’t know, pizza? Chinese?”

- “Hello!” - Zach almost screamed in the empty living room. He seemed surprised at the lack of people at home and quickly walked to the kitchen to see if anyone was there. You stood by the couch in the living room, trying to calm down before he returned, but you could feel your face heating up.

- "Weird, there’s no one home.” - He shrugged, returning to the room. You felt more comfortable at his sight and sat down on the couch, trying to look calmer. After all, the last thing you wanted was for him to interpret your uneaseness in the wrong way.

- "Your sister has any extracurricular classes today?" - You offered, turning the TV on, even though you didn’t give a damn about what was passing.

- “Don’t think so.” - Zach fumbled looking for his cell phone in his pockets and then seemed to check his messages. His face relaxed, which told you that probably his sister had warned him and he hadn’t seen it. Pretty normal stuff.

- "She's at a friend's house, my mother let her sleep there today. Some school work.”

- "She already have these kinds of works?" You were really surprised, Zach laughed and nodded, dialing something on the phone.

- "Then pizza.” - You nodded and smiled, feeling significantly calmer. Zach made the request and then came to sit next to you, and you took the opportunity to change your position and lay with your head on his lap, anticipating your future moves. He took the TV control and switched channels until he found something that interested him, which turned out to be a marathon of the old episodes of Game of Thrones. You took advantage of the fact that he was paying attention to the episode and sat down on the couch, body leaning on him. He smiled at you and shifted his position on the couch so that you layed on his pectoral, both reclining on the couch.

Slowly, you turned, until you were with your face in front of Zach's chest. He didn’t seem to notice what you wanted until you lifted your face to him, and when he looked at you, the smile that sprouted on his lips made you blush and heat. He leaned back and soon his lips captured yours, his hands coming lightly to your waist, even as one of your hands stroked the back of his neck. It was easy to deepen the kisses with Zach, first because it was deliciously tempting to slide your tongue into his mouth and explore every possible corner, second because he was always more than willing to start a heated make-out session whenever he had the opportunity . So things escalated fast until you were finally stradling your boyfriend in one of the best kisses you have ever exchanged. His tongue wandered along with yours, a delicious exchange of affection as his hands roamed your waist and then tightened around your body to bring it closer to his.

Zach's lips always fascinated you, small but full and extremely soft - and you loved to bite them. Your hands didn’t seem satisfied, traveling between Zach's hair, down his neck and then his strong shoulders, until you made the decision and let them slip through his pectoral, surprising him when your hands reached the edge of his shirt and your fingers slowly wandered down.

You could sense how surprised Zach was, especially when the kiss was stopped and he looked straight into your eyes, blush spreading all the way to the point of his ears, what you were pretty sure you were mirroring right now. That was your moment of truth, which encouraged you beyond the shame that was burning inside and made your hands slither higher up his abdomen, taking his shirt along, while your eyes remained staring deep into Zach's, and now his face was the clear expression of nervousness. He seemed to swallow, but his eyes burned in yours, not just questions... curiousity. He slowly let go of the hands that tightened on your thighs, looking deeply at you the whole time it took you to slowly lift his shirt, your fingers tracing the abdomen beneath the garment until he raised his arms and you undid the garment, throwing it in any corner while your eyes were drawn to the body at display.

You couldn’t contain the little sigh that came from your lips and even if you were not looking directly to his face, you saw a litle smile on his face. Truth be told, you’d already seen him shirtless, of course. In practice, after the games, the pool… But it was something else entirely to be able to enjoy it in that intimate way, while you were sitting on his lap, feeling the warm skin and defined muscles below your palm. You slowly massaged his muscles until you reached his chest, your hands pressing against his warm skin, your eyes enjoying the view until you tried to slowly scratch him from his chest to abdomen. Zach jumped against your hand, grunting as one of his arms came to wrap around your waist and the other dipped to grap your hair, pulling you into an overwhelming kiss. You were lost for a few seconds for the force of the kiss, your tongues battling while his hands clenched around you, your hands tightening on his skin, wandering from his back to the defined muscles of his abs. Without realizing it, you pressed closer against him, and then without planning you lowered your hips and pressed against Zach and immediately stopped.

A huge volume pressed exactly against you and you froze in reflex. Zach sucked a breath, as if you had hurt him and then you looked at his face to search for signs of hurt, but though his face was momentarily scrunched, pain was not what it seemed he felt. Immediately, realization dawned on you and warm shame poured everywhere making you blush hard and avoid looking into his eyes, even though you didn’t move or stopped sitting right on top of him. While you were embarrassed by the realization that he was really excited - and had this fucking size - you also felt strangely warm for another reason, your skin prickling up with the possibilities that passed through your mind. And you realized you weren’t afraid of what, surprisingly, you wanted to do. Of course, you were ashamed, you had never done it before and Zach was the first guy you had reached that point, but when you thought about all the ways you wanted to explore those sensations, no fear clouded your mind… just desire.

You looked back into Zach's face to see that his blush had spread all over his face and he had a careful expression, as if afraid to have frightened or offended you. You thought again about what had been on your mind these last few days, how you wanted to explore with Zach, and then... you moved again, slowly, against the volume. His eyes widened in surprise as he searched your eyes and you stared back, feeling bold, a small, shy smile on your lips as you continued to tentatively sense what was hidden by Zach's clothes. He looked torn, but let you continue, his hands just holding tightly to your thighs - a delicious squeeze. You leaned slowly over his lips and tasted them in a slow, careful kiss. Of course, you were turned on too, but you didn’t want it to go too far... at that moment you just wanted to, well, explore and Zach allowed you to do so, quietly responding to your kiss, while waiting for you to show the way. It was clear who was in control and it made you all the more tempted, stuck in a rush of adrenaline mixed with desire. Slowly, you began to slip up his legs to sit on his knees, breaking the kiss slowly to show him the next steps...

You looked down and saw the volume clearly restrained against the material of his boxers, plainly disguised by his sweatshirt shorts. Okay, right, it wasn’t like you'd seen another, but... wow. It wasn’t small at all and was apparently pretty tight. Of course you knew how it was... you studied biology, not to mention that boys had no discretion with dick pics on snapchat from time to time and like every other person you had received porn videos on whatsapp groups, but this was completely different. And it was Zach.

Your eyes slowly rose up through the naked top of his body, enjoying everything you saw - and really, everything. From his pectoral to his shoulders to his arms, to the most beautiful expression of shyness that adorned the face of your boyfriend. You tried to smile, but it was all very overwhelming and you were sure that your smile should look anything but comforting. Still, your lips opened more involuntarily because you were happy... completely apprehensive, half embarrassed and nervous as hell, but happy. Because it was Zach. His eyes focussed in your smile and he seemed to look better at your face, a small smile breaking his tight lips too and soon you were leaning slowly towards each other for a slow and chaste kiss, which was more about support than about the sensuality of the moment. Feeling safer and bolder, your hand slowly descended from the back of Zach's neck all over his body, letting him feel the way, until you reached the edge of his shorts, your fingers practically brushing his cock. Then you broke the contact of your lips and pressed your foreheads together to look him straight in the eyes... and the words left your lips without you planning it right.

- "Can I..." - Your voice was hoarse and you had to cough slightly to finish, your face warming in shame. - "Can I see it? I’ve never... "- you swallowed hard and Zach seemed to do the same. - "You know." - Zach was blushing, his eyes wide and his mouth tight, an expression that was both insecure and worried; He was hot, there were red marks on his neck and some small scratches on his abs that had happened unintentionally on your part; he seemed to be sweating in nervousness and you regretted asking at the same time. You were almost getting up and apologizing as his hands tightened around your thighs and you looked at him in surprise, but then his lips were bumping into yours in a messy kiss. When you parted, Zach still had a restrained look on his face, but he leaned back against the couch and massaged your thighs encouragingly. - "Yes..." - Now it was his turn to cough and you almost laughed. - "If you want... huh, you can..." - He gave a nod to his dick. - “han, er... look..." Then he sort of panicked and was quick to mend. "Only if you want, I... huh..." - “Zach.” - You called and he stopped babbling. - “Relax.”

Though he still seemed nervous, the word helped, and he smiled humorously this time, shaking his head and squeezing his lips again as if he were holding back a smile. The fact that he was still blushing just made him even sweeter and you almost kissed him again. Almost, because now that he seemed lighter, you felt lighter and that volume between you both seemed to catch attention like it was glowing neon. Your eyes went down almost involuntarily with the thought and there it was. His cock was almost outlined against the clothes. A large, thick volume, a little curved by the restraint, with two full round forms at the end of it, which seemed to pulsate now that it was the center of attention. Heat radiated between the two of you and your hands went to the edge of his shorts as you looked quickly at his face to be greeted by a confirmation, then you slowly hooked your fingers on the edge of his boxers and his shorts and pulled them slowly just enough for his penis to jump out, letting go of them just a little below his cock. Your eyes were glued to his penis completely erected between them, hard and swollen, with thick veins, long enough to reach just below his navel, a thick, flashy volume against his abdomen, so much that it was Zach who lifted his hips gingerly and lowered his clothes a little more until they were down the middle of his thighs, to make him more comfortable. Your eyes drifted to his quickly, in a silent question.

He just nodded as he swallowed, his eyes glued to her movements, watching as your hand slowly descended through his abdomen and his penis literally jumped in anticipation, slapping against the skin. An appreciative sigh escaped your lips as Zach seemed to tremble. Then your hand reached near his member and the movement repeated itself, as Zach's breathing increased, audible sighs as he seemed to try and control the movements of his chest as he inhaled and exhaled. He looked tempting - huge and hot and oh my god - and your mind raced to even bolder things that would keep your mouth busy, the images encouraging you, and then your fingers slowly descended the long straight line. He was warm, hard and soft and as Zach held his breath you reached the base of his penis and closed your fist around it, only slightly, for fear of squeezing it. He didn’t had much hair, apparently trimmed. Your hand slipped slowly in a slight squeeze to the big head, marveling at the feel of it in your hand, and then down the same path to the base, skin stretching to show how something transparent flowed out of it.. you felt tempted to prove it but resumed repeating the movement of your hand and Zach grunted low, which made you look at him.

Ignoring his deep blush, you drank the tortured expression of his face, a few drops of sweat forming on his forehead. You didn’t hold back and with the other hand reached for your boyfriend’s neck, pulling him forward for a fiery kiss. Zach moaned into the kiss and you were surprised when his hand wrapped over yours at the base of his penis, tightening your grip and guiding your movements. Surprise surged through you for a moment, thinking it would hurt him, but he moaned into the kiss as he nibbled at your lower lip and you knew it was just the opposite; closing your hand just as Zach's grip had done, you continued to explore above and below, marveling at the soft, yet hard texture, the pulsating sensation in your hand while his skin looked feverish. The transparent droplets were piling up on the head of his dick and you instinctively let your hand slide up to it, easing down now that it was wet with the liquid. Zach moaned again and this time he had to break the kiss, tossing his head back as his hand let go of yours again to grip tightly at your thighs.

He opened and closed his mouth a few times before any sound escaped through her. - "If you continue with this..." - His voice was hoarse and tempting and you were forced to raise the pressure of your hand around his dick, sliding hard and easily with the pre-cum, stealing a moaning before he finished the sentence. He gave you a nasty glare, but it didn’t look threatening when everything in him indicated that he was loving it. For some reason, you knew you should go faster and that's what you did. Keeping the tight grip around his cock, you slid your hand back up to the wet head and came down spreading the liquid, then increased the speed of your movements, watching as your boyfriend closed his eyes hard and opened them wide, the open mouth seeking air and getting in the way of words.

- "Babe..." - A deep sigh that seemed to be the most delicious thing you've ever heard and immediately your other hand began to wander around his body, shoulders, abdomen, arms, small scratches that left marks in some places. His eyebrows flew almost to his hairline as your hand came down his abdomen to help the other. It was clear that you needed it to be wetter, so without even thinking you spat on his dick and with the movement spread it down, realizing how part of it went down to his balls.

- "Fuck." - A delicious grunt from the deepest of Zach's throats as he squeezed his closed eyes and bit his lips. His pleasure left you electric and bold, so while one hand continued the fast and tight movement, the other slowly descended through his groin until reached his balls. You were a little fearful, so you just caressed them, finding their skin funny and strange, and noticing how hot and pulsating they were. Zach moaned loudly, catching your attention and his expression was contracted in a mixture of torture and pleasure. Then he blew hot air between his teeth.

"I'm close... please..." - You weren’t sure what he was asking for, so you didn’t stop. As one of your hands continued the up and down movement, now even easier by how wet his cock was, the other dared to explore his balls a little more; the texture was so strange when compared to the hardness of his penis that your hand decided to squeeze them lightly, tentatively. Zach groaned loudly, his hands on your thighs clenched tightly, and then his arms came to wrap and hug you. Everything happened so fast that you had hardly noticed the hot jets flying on your hand, the other one in his balls flying over to his arm to offer you support, and when you dared to slide your hand through his cock again, feeling the sticky, warm texture of the hot liquid, Zach moaned and squeezed you more tightly, restricting your movements. You could feel his mouth moving against your neck as if he wanted to say something, so you resumed stroking the back of his neck with the hand that was not stuck between their bodies.

Out of nowhere, the bell rang like a siren and broke the secretive, secure climate you both had established. Shame flooded you into scary waves and you were suddenly extremely super aware of what had happened. Perhaps mirroring your feelings, Zach and you pushed at the same time, moving away from each other. - "Shit". - One of you or both cursed and a quick glance between yourselfs and you were gasping in blind panic at who might be because Zach was messy from his belly to the waistband of his shorts and the front of your blouse was not in better situation. Zach must been thinking the same because he shot you a wide-eyed look and then you were running around looking for your backpack and quickly heading to the kitchen when the pizza delivery calls finally made sense to your ears.

You and Zach looked at each other suddenly relieved as he quickly got up and pulled his shorts and underwear up, picking up his shirt from the floor and putting it on to cover the big mess he was. As Zach walked to the front door, you could hear him picking up the pizza and thanking the guy as he paid, your blood finally began to slow down and you started leaning against the kitchen door to regulate your breathing. When Zach returned with the pizza, you looked at each other and muttered in return, as if someone could hear.

- “Holy fuck.” - He shook his head as if he couldn’t speak and then passed you to put the pizza on the table, removing his shirt and wiping himself with it. He wouldn’t look at you when he suddenly began to undo himself into giggles and said: - “Next time, not in the fucking living room.” You just nodded.

#alphabet zach #zach dempsey #zach dempsey smut #zach dempsey imagine #zach dempsey x reader #13rw #13 reasons why #i still dont believe i can write handjobs #this kinda ended weird for me but the other option was worse

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Chapter 4 writer: @kaylasecura

PROMPT: BEACH

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Belle sat at her desk at the library looking at a blank computer screen. She didn’t seem to be able to concentrate today, at all. These last six months have been more stressful than ever. After Rumple’s party, things seemed to fast-forward way too much. She had missed Rosalyn’s first steps. She missed her next few words. She could now say ‘baby’ and ‘bye, bye.’ The birthday party seemed like a million years ago, but looking back now, she misses the family time and happiness she felt.

Apart from her work at the library, Belle had begun correspondence with a publishing house to have her first novel published. About four months ago, she had sent in a sample chapter. They fell in love with it, and wanted to have it published before August, so that it could go in their fall advertisement. For four long months she has been working overtime to get the novel written.

Finishing up the last chapter, Belle quickly reviews her work.

“Perfect”, she says to herself out loud.

Hitting ‘print’, she e-mails the other copy to her editor. Quickly grapping her coat, she runs out the door in hopes of being able to make it home in time for supper.

…

Pulling in to the drive way, Belle turns of her car and stares up at the house. All the lights are off, save her and Rumple’s bedroom.

“Well, so much for supper,” she mumbles, “but at least I’ll be able to talk to Rumple before bed.”

Belle walks in the door and takes of her shoes, trying to be as quiet as possible. The last thing she wanted right now is for Rose to be startled from her sleep. Tiptoeing up the stairs, she pauses at Rose’s door to make sure she was still sound asleep. Hearing nothing, she continues to her room.

She opens the door softly and walks in, immediately swept off her feet by the lovely scene before her. Her husband lies curled up on the bed, Belle’s pillow pressed to his face, as if breathing in her scent.

Slowly walking up to the bed, Belle leans down and presses a kiss to his cheek, making him murmur in his sleep. Getting in the bed beside him, she softly whispers his name.

Slowly, he opens his eyes.

“Belle?”

“Yes, my love,” she says, “it’s me.”

Suddenly, he pulls her into a huge so tight that it takes her breath away.

“I’ve missed you,” he exclaims quietly, as he swiftly kisses her face.

Having missed the feel of his mouth on hers, she deepens the kiss. Belle marvels at how quickly and easily their mood goes from calm to passionate. Even after being married for a few years, and having a beautiful daughter together, their love and passion has not dwindled. As they begin to shift out of their clothes, Belle can’t help but be impatient to, once again, taste the love that bound them together all those years ago.

…

Afterwards, they lie in bed together, staring deeply into each other’s eyes. Belle smiles and looks down, remembering she needs to tell him the good news about the book.

“Guess what…”

“What?” Rumple says, smiling.

“I finished the book.”

He stares at her, amazement shown clearly on his face.

“Really? That’s great!”

Belle laughs, quietly. She knew he would be pleased. Now she would finally have time to spend at home. Oh, of course, she knew he was happy for her. After all, being in author has been one of her greatest dreams since she began her love of literature. But, he missed his wife, and their daughter missed her mother. Now, they would finally have some much-needed time as a family.

“We should celebrate,” he suggests with a mischievous grin that reminds her of the first day they met.

“How so?”

“We should do something…go somewhere,” he offers.

That did sound like a good idea. Getting away for a few days, so she didn’t have to focus on work, sounded like heaven. Belle thought of places they could go. Somewhere that didn’t remind them of home or work. Somewhere Rosalyn hadn’t been…

“The beach!” Belle almost shouts.

Rumple silences her with another kiss.

“The beach,” he agrees.

…

Belle wakes up to the sound of car horns blaring at each other. Belle sits up and looks out the window, rubbing sleep out of her eyes. Having fallen asleep a couple hours before, she’s curious to know where they are. Her eyes finish becoming adjusted to the light, and she sees it…Miami Beach. This is a dream come true for her. Finally, she is seeing the world.

“Hey, how’d you sleep?” Rumple asks, smiling down at her.

“Like a rock,” she responds as she stretches out her back in the limited car space.

He laughs at her choice of words.

“Well, you woke up just in time,” he says, pointing, “that’s our hotel”

Belle looks up at a grand hotel that rises of the ground by eight stories. One side covered in an expanse of wrought iron balconies, the hotel looked more like a castle.

“Oh, Rumple,” Belle shrieks with delight, waking Rosalyn up where she lay sleeping in the back, “It’s amazing!”

During the preparation for the trip, Rumple had let Belle decide which tasks she wanted to take on. She chose packing, which allowed Rumple to choose the hotel and beach. So, after making all the necessary accommodations with work, they began there long journey to the beach.

“I knew you’d like it,” Rumple says, growing even more confident after her reaction.

After finding a parking space, Rumple gets out and grabs Rose from her car seat. Handing her to Belle, he puts it on himself to grab all the heavy luggage they had brought. At this, Belle swooned. Sometimes, she was surprised with how it seemed she fell more and more in love with him each day. He did so much for her. She was so thankful for him.

Getting all the luggage up to the room, the three all but ran to get their swimsuits on, especially little Rose. She was so excited to see the ocean. She kept smiling and giggling. Belle grabbed up some towels, and the book she was currently reading. They finished getting ready and took her down to the ocean.

Taking a hold of both of her parents’ hands, she was led down to the water. She hesitated for a fraction of a second, before screaming and hobbling to the water.

“Mama! Papa!” Rose yells back to them.

Both Belle and Rumple burst into laughter, as they watch their child begin to discover the world. Rumple looks over at Belle and smiles.

“I love you,” he says, raising his voice so he can be heard over the wind.

“I love you, too.”

#group green #finish this #rumbelle #kaylasecura

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