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tetralea · 1 year

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Alpha!Charles, high on the drug that is Omega Maxy: “I’ll do anything to breed you” (🥺🥺pretty please with a cherry on top)

Hiii, so this might be a bit angsty depending on when do I finish it, but I hope you’ll like it either way. 🫠 also this might be the last of this batch I take, I’m planning to write the ones I already got, but I feel I’m getting repetitive, so might not take on any new ones. I’ll see.

“It’s, not working, it really isn’t, Charles.” Max shook his head, standing in the paddock not even an arms length from Charles. “I’m sorry.” He took a deep breath looking at the shocked, panicking alpha. “Maybe-, maybe you should just go back and fuck all those other omegas,” he swallowed hard, hoping he could finish before breaking down. “But you know, you always say you want many pups, well guess what none of them look like they’d give you any, they’d leave you before it could get serious enough. They are not here to make you happy on the long run.” With a short pause, his right hand slid onto his left forearm, half-hugging himself. “But it looks like I can’t either.” Sniffing, he rubbed his arm, the movement alone breaking Charles’ heart. What had he done. “Good bye, Charles, I think we are just working alongside each other from now on.” Looking up he caught the gaze of the alpha, and he didn’t need to look for long to know how he felt, his scent bitter and sour has already told the story.

Before Charles could have protested Max turned around and hurried into the Red Bull hospitality, the doors closing behind him both in reality and metaphorically. This was only the second race of the season, but he couldn’t hold up with everything the messy alpha brought into his life. He tried, they both tried but as unexpected Charles stormed into his life, he left an equally big mess and after one point it didn’t matter how Max felt, he couldn’t ignore the things his brain told him anymore.

He was gonna miss it and it will be extremely difficult given, that he will see Charles most of his year still, even if he told Christian to keep the alpha away from him, forget everything he asked before about looking past when Charles sneaked into his drivers room or trailer. He used ridiculous amount of scent blockers for months to try and somewhat hide his heartbreak and his occasional arousal when Charles decided to seduce half the paddock by running around half naked. He held up good, better than he thought actually. It seemed like his broken heart was a pretty good cure for his previously insatiable hunger for the brunette. Not once he asked for Charles in his first heat alone neither in his less sober moments, not during the whole spring.

He was fine until the summer start, until he started to talk to the alpha again apart from the clear necessities. When Christian asked him, he could lie and say he didn’t miss Charles, he’s didn’t feel anything when the alpha approached him and congratulated him or when he put his arms around Max at the pictures at quali or on the podium. For Christian he might be able to lie, his success was questionable tho, but to himself it was a lost cause. The feeling of excitement whenever Charles was around him was undeniable, so were the butterflies in his stomach when the alpha was laughing, his beautiful smile and cute dimples on full display. Max could scold himself as much as he wanted but he couldn’t deny the feeling he still, against his better judgment, harboured for the brunette. He missed his embrace, cuddling after a race, collecting his shirts for his nest, the sweet lips on his skin, that stupid accent which got thicker on occasion.

Shaking his head he walked into the club, it was stuffy and hot, something he could expect in the hot weather Monaco had in the summer. The last week of their summer break was ending and he was unsure if he missed seeing Charles walking around the paddock, sending him a small smile and a wink sometimes or if he preferred not meeting him at all.

Not even his first drink was finished when he saw the younger one stumble into the club, in a white shirt and loose jeans, his shirt unbuttoned just enough to still call it decent by a thread. Somehow that one moment, laying his eyes on him, the green ones flashing to him in an instant felt fatal. He felt Charles’ gaze on himself all night and when he dared to look he caught the alpha looking away too quickly or sometimes holding his gaze as he lifted his glass to his red lips. Max had to purse his lips and look down to his own drink, trying not to press his thighs together. Like his bones knew what was to come, like his body picked up that one scent from the heap of bodies, from a million, clearly pinpointing Charles. His scent was strong, a hint of arousal, lust and stress mixing with the usual notes. Something that only alarmed him now felt like something was postponed and pushed trough the whole summer and it seemed inevitable, he felt it, he could smell it.

It didn’t come as a surprise when he felt two, strong, familiar hands on his body, swaying his hips to the rhythm of the music. He didn’t turn around, not yet, instead he had all the intentions to savour this moment, his back pressed against Charles’ chest, the oh so missed lips travelling on his neck, mapping out the familiar edges and curves, and those long fingers running on his body leaving the alphas scent all over him. Listening to his brain wasn’t an option, not when Charles was right there, when his heart was soaring, when his body was screaming; more. Max let himself guided, let himself to be scented, to be seduced and he got drunk happily on the intoxicating scent of the only alpha he wanted for too long now.

Their journey to Charles apartment was short, and as soon as the door was closed behind him he pulled the brunette close, crashing their lips together. “ I thought you’d never want this again.”

“I never stopped wanting you.” The haphazard words were breathed onto his neck when Charles picked him up to carry him to the bedroom, the one Max remembered vividly still. He has been here for more nights and days than he could count.

By the time Max’s back hit the silky bedsheets they both were naked. Charles drove him crazy, and in return he made the alpha feral, and desperate for him. Sharp teeth scratched his skin on multiple places, leaving small, quickly fading marks. “You hurt me.” Max blurted out, his fingers slipping into the soft hair pushing Charles down on his stomach.

“I was so fucking stupid. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was stupid.” The words of apology poured onto his inner thighs, followed by many new marks, some faded but most remained and Max shivered to the thought of it. Being marked and scented by Charles again. “You were right and I’m so fucking sorry.” He peppered kisses on Max’s skin, coating his lips in fresh slick, groaning in need when he lick them clean, leaning in for a fresh taste.

Max cried out, pulling his knees up, arching his back, brining his arm above his eyes, moaning to the wet tongue lapping at him. God he missed it. He missed Charles, his scent on his own skin, everything, and he would have felt vulnerable, lost if he didn’t see the same hunger, the same heat the same desperation in those hazy green eyes. When Charles lined up against him it felt like an eternity until he pushed in, his fat cock spreading Max’s tight hole to the limit. “God, I missed this, I missed you, I love you.” Charles was babbling, drunk and intoxicated on the sensations, on the pleasure, on Max. He was stupid and he only knew it too late but he always prided himself on learning from his own mistakes, well this was a perfect opportunity.

Neither of them had it in them to put any space between their bodies, no matter how much easier or better Charles could have thrusted into Max. He laid on top of the omega, pushing him deeper into the mattress holding onto him tight, their lips catching each other sometimes, kissing like horny teenagers who just got the hang of it. Sharp nails and ten fingers were digging into the taut muscles on Charles’ back as he moved in a rhythm, deep and primal. He never wanted to lose Max again. Maybe this wasn’t the best time, but it hit him like a freight train and he couldn’t shake Max’s words from that second race ever since.

“Omega-,” their moans and heavy breathing filled his room, “Maxy, pretty omega.” He was positively high on the body and scent of the other one. “Maybe I am stupid, and maybe I just missed you too much to think, but I want you now and I have always wanted you, and just know this, I’ll wait, I’ll apologise, I’ll do anything to be with you, I’ll do anything to breed you.”

Max whined, his lips opening to a silent scream, his fingers dragging down on the broad back, leaving red marks in their wake. He was too gone in his head to think, his impending orgasm not helping his case either. “Bite me, alpha.” Exposing his neck, his eyes opened wide and rolled back when Charles pressed his lips against that spot and Max came fast and hard, pushing Charles over the edge too, milking his cock, crying as the thick knot filled him up even more, connecting their bodies tightly.

Breathing heavily, Max opened his eyes, not seeing more than a mop of brown hair and it took him a while to come to his senses. Charles’ lips were attached to his neck, his knot deep inside of him, oh dear god what had they done.

“Charles?” He asked, voice shaking.

“Please don’t ask me to bite you again like this, because I’m not sure I’ll have the strength to hold back ever again.”

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hitsuackerman · 4 years

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Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.6

a/n: uhm... a lot happens here tbh xD its pretty long tho ;)

warnings: this cannot be read solo, a bit of harassment

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 7

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

Overhaul’s waiting list: @jjk-biased @infinite-universe-love @dirtypride @blackymomo03

The ride was quick and you were now facing the entrance of the hotel. The facade of the hotel looked like it was fresh from a Gatsby movie. Golden lights illuminated every few meters of the hotel making it glow ethereally. Counting the floors from your window, you estimated it to be 8 or 9 floors. It was extravagant. Nothing more to it.

When the car drove to the entrance, the doorman was quick to open the door once the car came to halt. It was a surprise when Overhaul offered his arm to help you get out of the vehicle, in those killer heels, you had to accept. Biting your inner cheek, you had to admire how solid his arm was and how classy his tux felt.

The contact was short. Once he saw you were out, he wasted no second of removing his arm from your hand. Walking 5 steps ahead, you didn’t bother complaining with his actions. Somehow, it was also better this way. This gave you more opportunities to move freely.

The same doorman quickly opened the main entrance and even asked for your coat.

Once the coat was gone, you felt the chilly wind graze your back. It wasn’t too much to handle, of course. Your body just had to adjust. As you were thanking the employee, you failed to see how your companion did a double take when he saw just how classy you looked in your outfit. He would never say it but, he caught himself just before his jaw could drop any further. Thank goodness he had the mask.

“You clean up nicely.” He commented.

You matched his pace effortlessly and realized that he had just complimented you. Facing him, your mouth formed a small ‘o’ and once again, you blinded him with a smile. Strangely enough, even for him, it was satisfying.

“You just complimented me~” Your voice was playful and the cheeky grin on your face was something you just couldn’t hold back. “You look sanitized yourself.”

Underneath the mask, he couldn’t fight back the developing smirk. This would be an interesting night, he was almost certain.

Calling to mind the invitation, the event would take place in the biggest event hall the establishment had. Once you were inside the elevator, the built in LCD screen monitor showed to you which floor you had to go to. As soon as the screen was tapped, the elevators went up and the music began to play.

Of all the things your mind could have thought of, you recalled what Gei said. On how if he were to ever disappear when the food would come, you could find him in the men’s toilet. Lowering your head, you tried to hold back your laughter. It all backfired when you ended up snorting.

“What’s so funny?” Overhaul asked. His eyes remained focused on the LCD screen.

“Nothing that concerns you…” You replied. Fingers covering a portion of your mouth. Curse Gei and his imagination. Clearing your throat, you quickly changed the subject. “So, what exactly is going to happen in the gala?”

“From what I have gathered, the head of the Fukuo Kai wants to gather a few villains to join him.”

“How would he do that though?”

The doors opened and both of you were now facing a hallway, letting you step out first, he followed shortly. Both of you walking side by side, with a safe distance in between. The hallway floors were carpeted red and the entire area smelled of roses. Noticing that he was still silent, he was probably thinking what ways the boss could gather people.

“It would probably depend on his mood.” He finally answered.

When the event hall was now in front of you, rope barriers lined up showing you where to go. Though there was really no need since it was just a straight walk from where you stood. There was a golden podium with 2 uniformed staff ready to greet you both.

“Names?” The taller one asked.

“Shinoda.” Overhaul answered.

Now that you heard him saying a name, it had dawned to you that the profile you had for him did not include his real name. Surely that wasn’t his real name. The way he said it so nonchalantly made it look so natural. What was his name? It would be a rather personal question to ask and that was something you weren’t ready for. Not yet, at least.

When the doors were open, the soft classical music serenaded your ears. The lights were dim but the spotlight on the stage was bright as ever. Tailing behind your partner, he brought you to a high top bar near a large window. He thought it would be a good vantage point to quietly observe people.

A waiter came by and filled your water goblets up. Observing the room, there were still plenty of vacant tables. It had only been 20 minutes since you left the house, so there was still 40 left to kill.

“How did you get the invite, Shinoda?” You asked him. It was weird saying that name. Somehow, it just didn’t fit his face. “It was sent to the Shie Hassaikai.” He replied as he began to remove the strap from his right ear. Holy shit. He was actually going to take his mask off. Except, there was a gut feeling in you that didn’t want him to.

“Wait…” You managed to speak. He froze in place, his smooth cheek now partially exposed. What you'd give to see all of him but things just felt off around here. It was as if a pair of eyes were watching your every move. Playing it off as a normal conversation, you broke eye contact and surveyed the area once more. “Don’t take your mask off.”

How you told him subtly hit different. He didn’t really care if people saw him without the mask during an event like this. Yes, he’s the Shie Hassaikai boss but he preferred to stay away from the limelight. Were you actually thinking of his safety despite him being more than capable of defending himself? Either way, he placed the strap back on and watched as the hall became packed.

With the hall now jam packed, the both of you went separate ways but agreed to come back after 30 minutes.

Blending in with the group was basic to you. What made things difficult was the possibility of Akuji catching your train of thought. Trying to look for a familiar face, you were only met by stares from the guests.

“Looking for me, pretty lady?” A voice said from behind you. Turning around you were met with a man with piercing gray eyes. His hair kept back and his stubble framing his jaw. Stretching a hand, you accepted it out of courtesy. “Name’s Akuji.”

Swiftly transferring his grip to your wrist, he pulled you towards a secluded high top table. Yanking you even closer, he snaked his arm around your waist and held on to your side firmly.

“So what’s a fine lady like you doing in a gala like this?” His face, a little too close for your liking.

“I’ve heard about you.” There was no room for thinking. Whatever came to your thoughts, you had to say it. “You have a pretty strong quirk. What brings you here?”

“I have some business to deal with. You with someone, sweetcheeks?”

“My boss.”

“And who might that ‘boss’ be?” He brushed his nose on your cheek. Feeling you trying to push yourself away, he tightened his grip on your waist and pulled you in even tighter. The faint smell of mint and cigarette was not the best scent.

“Shinoda.” You promptly answered. Saving no room for complaining thoughts. “Though, he will be displeased if he sees you groping me like this. He’s quite known for his anger issues.”

“A threat?” His eyes widened with delight. Just as he was about to talk, a deep voice introduced itself. Turning both of you around, you stared at an old but muscular man. His hair gray, face a tad wrinkled, but his frame showed years of hard work. “Ah. Just who I wanted to see.”

“Still cornering women, Akuji?” The man said. He rested his elbow on the bar and eyed you. A satisfied nod followed as he looked at the man still touching your waist. “What’s your name?”

“I was instructed not to casually give my name.” That was a good one. But was it good enough? “He says not to trust anyone here.”

“Fair enough.” The old man replied. Looking back at Akuji, he cleared his throat and reached for something in his breast pocket. Extending his hand, a business card sat snuggly in between his index and middle finger. Akuji stared at the card and hummed.

“Well, it would be a pleasure~” He shortly tucked his hand and the card in his pocket. “Till then.”

It had barely been 5 minutes and the two men had already gone separate ways. Akuji, however, still kept his hold on you. His actions had changed from groping to steady up and down movements. It was evident he was enjoying the sensation of touching another woman.

“Sir,” You finally had enough. This would be the second time someone defiled you today and you were not living. “If you don’t let go of me I swear, there will be consequences.”

“Feisty.”

“Did you not hear what she said?”

Glancing over your shoulder, you were more than relieved seeing his face. But, the look in his eyes and the aura he was giving was something you had not felt before. His usual calm features were replaced with his eyebrows pulled down together. The same golden eyes you came to adore were glaring at the man holding on to you. His fingers began to play with the hems of his left hand’s glove.

“Shinoda-san!” Akuji greeted Overhaul. His palms remained glued to your dress. “What happened to that previous secretary of yours? The one with blue hair? Was he not to your liking?”

“Akuji.” Overhaul’s voice was deep and his jaw clenched. You watched as he freed his hand from the rubber confinement. “Let her go.”

You felt your mind lighten. His grip on your thoughts was now nonexistent. If your hypothesis was right, Akuji was now focused on reading Overhaul’s mind. Perhaps that was his quirks downfall, he could only do it one person at a time…

“Someone’s protective of their employee~” Akuji taunted Overhaul. Either this man was dumb or just plain fearless. Attempting to hold on to Overhaul’s wrist, he managed to read his mind and went with the left one instead. When his hand made contact with Overhaul’s exposed skin, he saw the look of hatred and disgust in his eyes.

“This is why I don’t like attending events like these.” Lifting his other hand, you saw how he had overhauled his left hand’s glove. Not wanting to catch attention or to cause a scene, you immediately ran and wedged yourself between the two men. Your palm resting on his chest as you pushed him ever so slightly.

“Enough. Shinoda-san.” You tried to calm him down. He was still focused on Akuji. Finding the courage, you managed to snake your hand and cup his masked cheek. Your hands were shaky as you had literally just invaded his personal space even more. When you managed to make him face you, you stared into his pupils and gave him a small smile. “Calm down. Not here. Please.”

Feeling his chest lower as he exhaled, his eyes darted back to Akuji.

“Don’t touch me.” Pulling his wrist away, his free hand held on to your waist as he tugged you closer towards him. “And do not ever touch her with your filthy hands.”

Putting his palms into the air, Akuji took a step back. The picture in Overhaul’s mind was one he would rather not want to read again. Ogling one more time at you, he lowered his head with a smirk before he left the both of you alone.

Allowing yourself to be dragged by him all the way back to your table, you kept stealing glances at his face. He was still angry but his level-headed state was slowly coming back. Upon arriving at the table, he still hadn’t let you go from his hold. Craning your neck to look at him, you waited for him to talk.

“Explain what the hell just happened.”

“I was trying to look for how he would gather people but then I remembered that Akuji would be here. I recalled that he could read minds and I think he used his quirk on me.” You explained. Heart beating rapidly in your chest. “I wanted to think up something but I realized that it would only result in failure.”

Now that you were talking about it, you remembered the exchange they had.

“But I got something out of it. There was this old man who gave him a business card. Perhaps it could be related?”

Rubbing the bridge of his nose with his left hand, he reached for something in his pocket and presented it to you. Your eyes widened when you saw the same one from before.

“That man you just saw was the leader of the Fukuo Kai.” Placing the small piece of paper on the table, he looked at you once more. The look and feel of his anger, gone. “Be more careful. It would be most troublesome to have to clean up any sort of mess.”

Noticing that the skin on his wrist was inflamed, you chewed on your lower lip and felt your guilt rising.

“You’re breaking out.” You pointed out.

“What are you talking about?” The arm wrapped around your waist was feeling fine.

“Your wrist. Where he touched you.”

Right. He forgot about that. Shaking his head, he brushed your statement and told you he could fix it in an instant. Freeing you from his arm, he took a step back and began to heal himself. It was only a small patch of skin so it was gone in a matter of seconds.

Taking the card, you placed it in your purse. Telling him that you got what you needed, he reached for his phone and called for the car to pick the both of you up. The air between you two began to grow more and more tense as the seconds flowed by. It wasn’t long before he received the message that the car was now waiting at the drop-off area.

Inside the elevator, the silence was killing you. The music was nothing but a nuisance.

“Are you mad?” Breaking the silence. He did not answer nor bother to look at you. “Look. I’m sorry, okay? I lowered my guard down for a few seconds and it led to all of this.”

“Learn from what just happened, (L/N).” His eyes eventually found yours. “I might not be there to help you.”

“Thank you, though.” Heat was now rising to your cheeks, you knew it. “For saving me back there.”

The doors opened and you stepped out first. As the both of you walked towards the lobby, you saw the car on the opposite side of the door. The doorman recognized you and immediately went to the back to fetch your coat. Accepting your clothing, you wished him a safe night before exiting the hotel.

Seated in the car once more, you let out a long sigh and leaned onto the backrest. Your trench coat, jacket, and your boxed heels laid in front of you. With everything that had happened, you failed to get any food in your system. The WcMac you ate had already vanished.

“Overhaul.” You were really going to do it.

“Hm?”

“I’m hungry…”

“You’re really burden, do you know that?” Lowering the partition by 2 inches, he faced you once more. “What do you want to eat?”

“Mendy’s…” If you could melt into the leather chairs, you would.

“And stuff your face with grease?” Whatever you could see of his face was etched with annoyance. But the way his pupils were a bit dilated told you otherwise. “Nemoto. Shipotle, now.”

“Shipotle?” You questioned as the partition closed. “You seriously think they’re healthy?”

“No.” He replied flatly. “But they have a decent menu offering healthy meals. Take it or leave it.”

“Fine. I won’t complain.”

After the short drive thru in Shipotle (Nemoto and Chrono also ordered but they didn’t tell), your hands were now full and Overhaul was carrying both your jackets. Quickly opening your door, you placed your food on the small table beside the door and took both your jackets from him. When you saw the jacket your boss defiled, you felt like puking and seized it in your hands.

Overhaul was standing in the lobby. Probably to say farewell.

“I have one last favor.” You lifted the piece of clothing and gestured for him to hold it. “Destroy it.”

“May I ask why?” He wouldn’t mind tearing it apart but the request was all too sudden. Something must have happened a few hours ago, he knew it.

“It’s filthy.” That’s all it took. Witnessing his quirk in action, you saw how the cloth morphed and seemingly exploded into nothing. “Wow.”

“Any more favors?”

“None that I can think of.” You beamed. Once again, you couldn’t see it but his jaw dropped underneath the mask.

“In that case,” He bowed. “I shall take my leave.”

“Good night, Overhaul.”

“And to you, (L/N).”

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omfgtrump · 4 years

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The Two Viruses: Part 4

Last minute newsflash: After the writing of the piece, The Don announced that Easter will be the return to normalcy despite what scientific advisers say. Pence was once again astounded by The Don’s connection to the spiritual world and told him that his brilliance in understanding that America and Jesus will be resurrected on the same day is why the Evangelicals love him so much. To which Tho Don replied: What does Easter have to do with Jesus? I just want to see all the pretty ladies in their bonnets and if the virus is still around they can use their bonnets for masks.” More on the greatest Easter parade ever in my next piece.}

As the specter of devastation looms over this country, our incompetent president was asked to rate his performance on a scale of 1-10, and saw fit to give himself a 10 out of 10. My only surprise was that he didn’t say, “Too bad you can only give yourself a 10, because it would definitely be an 11, or maybe even 12.”

The most powerful country in the world is being brought to its knees by an invisible microbe. Talk about David and Goliath.

The Don, the most bigly man in the room, but small minded and petty in all ways, has been usurped by one the shortest guys in the room, Anthony Fauci, a.k.a. Tony.

To watch Fauci twist and turn, bite his bottom lip, put his hand to his head when The Don speaks, is to bear witness in real time to the pathology of The Don and the horror show of his presidency. You can see Fauci looking at The Don with imploring eyes as he meanders in to disinformation and false promises thinking: Please, pretty please with a cherry on top. Please, don’t say that. No, no no!

That was the case with his unsubstantiated aggrandizement of the promise of chloroquine, an anti- malaria drug that is also used to treat Lupus and Rheumatoid arthritis.

The Don called the drug “very powerful” and “It’s shown very encouraging — very, very encouraging early results”

None of this has any scientific validity and caused a run on the medication which negatively impacts people who need to take the medication to treat their Lupus and arthritis.

So Fauci, the man who has been battle-tested like no other-starting with the AIDS crisis, once again walked to the podium and with a resoluteness that should shame every single Republican lawmaker, gently contradicted the president with something called “facts”.

Can you imagine what The Don feels when that happens? No one tells the president he is wrong! And on national TV to boot!

Don’t you wonder how many times after the press conference The Don has to be talked out of firing him? His staff probably preps him before the briefings: “Mr. President, at some point, Tony may clarify a few things you say, so don’t pay much mind.”

“I don’t see why that’s necessary, as I am a very stable genius and have great instincts for things like science. Like with climate change. My gut definitely tells me it is a hoax. And why can’t I just fire him? I fired Comey and everyone thought that would be the end of my presidency. I booted out traitor Vindman and not a peep from the Secretary of Defense. You know my base would be just fine. They think I am doing a great job (unbelievably, most Republicans support his handling of the crisis) and they probably get bored when Tony is speaking. Got to admit he is pretty boring, such a dweeb. I don’t know how anyone so boring could get to be so important. And he is getting way too much TV time. Let’s do a few of the press conferences without him-bring him down to size.”

I had a dream last night that The Don was locked in a room and the key was thrown way.

The reason The Don tolerates Tony is because he is terrified. He has finally realized that he can’t connive, spin, and lie his way out of people dying. But if you understand his pathological narcissism you also realize that he can’t stop lying, making false promises and blaming others. During national crisis a leader unifies: The Don is incapable of that as he is all about sowing division and conquering. There is no WE for him, just “I”.

He attacks reporters telling them they have asked a nasty question. Most recently NBC’s Peter Alexander asked:

“What do you say to Americans who are scared?”

“I say that you’re a terrible reporter,” Trump answered.

Too bad Alexander didn’t say, “Mr. President, you are a terrible president. Incompetent to the core, lacking any decency and capacity for empathy”.

I can dream, right?

Think about that answer. The President of the United States responding to a question about how he can be a calming influence and reassure people. Basically, his response is: “Fuck you, you fake news asshole. How dare you ask me a question like that? You are just stirring up trouble. Now people are going to start thinking they aren’t safe. You are a traitor to our country! We really need to ban these reporters. Get them the hell out of here.”

He could have just said: “Of course people are scared. It is normal to be scared. During this time we need to put aside our differences and support each other. This is so hard.”

Instead he berates a reporter. God, do I wish dreams could come true as locking him up in a room seems so the least we can do during this crisis and frankly, in the realm of my dreams, that’s a relatively benevolent solution.

His insistence in referring to covid- 19 as “The China Virus,” is another case in point. China was deceitful about revealing what impact the virus was having there, but the U.S. knew about its devastating effects in January and The Don just called it a hoax and denied its severity. If we had dealt with this then, we would be in a much different place now. In fact, one can say that The Don’s behavior was no different than the president of China’s. The fact that we had advanced notice of what was going on and did nothing until recently is the fault of the president. It’s the old reliable playbook; the ��crooked Hillary playbook, where you blame someone of the very thing you are guilty of.

And while The Don plays his petty politics of grievance, hospitals do not have enough masks for doctors, there is an unconscionable shortage of ventilators and rather than operationalize a war-time initiative by not just invoking the DPA, but ordering it to mobilize, the now self-proclaimed “War-Time President” is leading us in to battle the same way doctors without masks and protective gear are fighting the virus.

Let’s have a shout for two American patriots Senators Burr and Loeffler, who, in mid January, were briefed privately about the potential devastation of the virus and continued to feed the public pollyan-ish information while divesting of significant stock. Heinously, Burr and Loeffler did virtually nothing to protect the health and safety of their constituents or of Americans in other states. Burr even went so far as to co-write an article for Fox News.com bragging about the country’s readiness.

And wouldn’t you want to see the stock transactions of The Don, his family and his cronies as well? As MAGA crowds are known to cheer: “Lock them up!”

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NO TOUCHING - Part II

Kai Parker x Reader word count : 4 043 warning : smut (smuttiest one i’ve written , unless we count the next part🙈🔥😈) summary : continues the story from part I… *not my gif keep reading after the cut😉 ___________________________

MONDAY

Y/N knew what she was getting into , or at least she thought she knew. The first day he had taken things easy. Sort of. Y/N had barely gotten a few hours of sleep before she had to get up and get ready for classes. Kai was sleeping soundly on her bed , looking like an angel and Y/N couldn’t help but smile. Quietly she sneaked into the bathroom taking a quick shower before getting dressed and heading into the kitchen to make her coffee and pack lunch for later. All of the sudden she felt someone’s eyes on her and a moment later Kai’s hands snaked around her stomach down her waist while his body pressed against hers from behind. “You took a shower without me ? Shame. We could’ve gone for round 3 …” he whispered, his lips nearly touching her skin as he spoke. Kai placed soft kisses on her neck while his hand pushed down her jeans , his fingers playing with her clit. Y/N tilted her head a little giving him better access. She tried sliding her hand around her back to touch him but he swatted it away. “No , no princess. You will be late for classes.” “I don’t care.” Kai spun her around with a devilish smile on his face. “Surprisingly , I do. I’ll drive you. C'mon.” The car ride had her so disconcentrated - thoughts about all the things that happened during the night swirling in her mind. There was no way for her to focus on anything besides Kai today. He kept glancing at her the entire way , talking dirty to her while driving. By the time they got to the college’ parking lot , her skin felt like it was on fire and instinctively she reached her hand towards the slight bulge in his pants only to have her hand slapped away. “Oh .. you … ugh …” she groaned in frustration and to add more to it an invisible finger entered her making her grab onto the seat. Kai was using his magic on her again , getting her to completely lose any chance of getting focused later in the day. “What did you think sweetheart ? That I’d let you touch me after what you did last night ?” he said innocently. “You drove me wild , now it’s my turn … For the rest of the week - you are not allowed to touch.” Y/N stared at him in disbelief. Should’ve seen that one coming. she thought. “Not unless I say so.” he added. “OH this week is going to be so much fun !” he said grinning , excitement and something else she couldn’t put her finger on sparkling in his eyes. “I’m going to be late.” she said clearning her throat and starting to get out of the car. Kai grabbed her wrist pulling her roughly back into the car , his lips smashing against hers taking her breath away and officially sending her mind to places it shouldn’t go considering there are 8hrs until they see each other again. “Have fun.” he said smiling.

* * *

TUESDAY

Y/N was in art class , her gaze focused on the skull her graphic’s teacher had propped up on the podium a few meters from her and her classmates. The graffit in her hands swiftly moving on the page. Every few seconds she’d glance at the podium and back at the page getting the details right. The class was going fine until wind whooshed through the window near by and the classroom door opened and shut on its own. Next time she glanced up at the podium her eyes widened and the graffit draw a straight line across the page until it fell off her hands. On the podium stood Kai shirtless , posing for her to draw. He grinned at her and gestured towards his crotch with a smug smirk on his face. “You OK ?” asked her friend Alex from the seat next to her. “Yeah , yeah … I’m fine.” replied Y/N clearing her throat , seeing Kai making his way towards her swiftly moving across the rest of the students. Her eyes were following him across the room while also trying to focus back on what she was drawing. Kai got to her , his fingertips grazing up her arm to her shoulder and across her back until he leaned in to whisper in her ear on the other side. “Get up , meet me outside in 5.” he whispered , his lips almost touching her earlobe as he spoke. Y/N shook her head. “Oh sweetheart , you don’t really have a choice here.” Kai got behind her , his hands cupping her breasts through her shirt , making her close her eyes for a second , swallowing air. Damn it. she thought , getting up quickly and gathering her things. Her friend looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face mouthing ‘Where are you going ?’ except Y/N didn’t give him answer. Y/N should’ve known Kai would show up at her college , she hadn’t been able to help herself this morning leaving that note in his jeans pocket. She quickly got out of the classroom , only to be pinned down to the wall near the door right after. Kai’s lips roughly kissing hers. He pushed her body further into the wall , making her drop her things onto the floor. “Kai -” He didn’t let her say a word , his lips attacking hers and taking her breath away completely. “Did you really think I’d skip on visiting you here after that note ? No , no. I want you Y/N. Here … now.” he whispered , resting his forehead on hers. “Invisique.” he muttered , his hands sliding under her denim skirt teasing her folds through her panties. “No , no. Don’t close those beautiful eyes of yours. Keep them on me.” demanded Kai , pushing her panties to the side and rolling her swollen clit between his thumb and index finger. Y/N bit her lower lip trying hard not to close her eyes but it was getting harder with every passing moment. “I want to touch you.” “I know you do , sweetheart but no.” said Kai , pushing two fingers inside her covering her mouth with his hand to stop her from moaning out. Her eyes fluttered closed for a few seconds and Kai pushed his fingers roughly inside her waking her up. “Eyes open.” He was getting her closer and closer to her release , her eyes catching a glimpse at the clock on the wall to the right. 17 minutes until the bell rings. Y/N’s hands ignored Kai’s words and pushed down his pants , palming him through his briefs. “Please ..” she begged again , fearing at any moment he might push her hand away. Kai growled , his lips smashing against hers , tugging at her lower lip at the end of the kiss. 15 minutes. Y/N reached between their bodies , unbuttoning / unzipping his jeans and pushing them down quickly , her fingers wrapping around his thick shaft giving him a few strokes , her thumb rolling on the tip of his hard length. He moaned into her mouth , pushing himself off her a snap of his fingers later her panties were off her and her skirt was pushed up. “Jump.” Y/N jumped up , her hands hooking around his neck while her legs hitched around his waist. Kai’s lips found hers , drowning her scream into a kiss as he pushed hard and deep inside her. He shoved her against the wall again , his thick shaft pumping in and out of her faster and faster. “Fuckk Kai …” she gasped , trying to keep her eyes on his without closing them. His hot breath on her face was intoxicating her , completely deleting from her memory the fact they were in her college hallway. Her nails dug into his flesh drawing blood as he got her closer and closer to her release. 11 minutes. Kai felt her walls contracting around his shaft more frequently , realising she is close he pressed his lips against hers drowning out the moan that followed as her body shook. She tugged at his lower lip after the kiss , her eyes fluttering closed for a split second. 7 minutes. Kai’s thrusts were getting sloppier tho never losing their depth and roughness. Y/N felt his hard length twitch inside her and a couple of thrusts later he came in hot spurts inside her , making her throw her head back against the wall. “Fuckk ” he groaned , buring his face in the crook of her neck. Kai’s teeth nibbled on her skin as her fingers buried in his hair , massaging his scalp and tugging on it. He kept pumping in and out of her until he was finished , gently letting her feet on the ground. Y/N could barely breath , let alone stand. Kai tucked a strand of hair behind her ear , his fingers gently brushing against her cheek right after. “I’ll come pick you up after classes ..” he winked at her , his hands cupping her breasts through her shirt for a few seconds before the bell rang and he disappeared into the crowd of students flooding the halls.

* * *

WEDNESDAY

Y/N woke up sore all over. After Kai’s surprise visit at her college , he had picked her up afterwards and had his way with her in the back of his car , and then over the stairs… “I know you are awake..” said Kai , his fingers ‘walking’ on her arm until she opened her eyes coming face to face with him. He gave her a small smile. “Aren’t you going to school today ?” “No-pe.” she said wincing a little as she moved closer to him , her lips pressing against his. Kai seemed to notice something was up and a flash of worry crossed his face. “I am staying home today … with you.” Y/N tapped his nose and Kai gripped her wrist. “Not that I am objecting or complaining , but why ?” he asked with concern in his eyes. “I … I am a little sore that’s all.” she smiled back at him. “Human , remember ?” Kai smiled pressing his lips onto hers drowning her in a deep kiss. He rolled on top of her , his lips never leaving hers. Maybe he had gone a little over board yesterday but he hadn’t been able to help himself. The more he had of her , the more he wanted. Y/N moaned into the kiss and Kai pulled away with a grin on his face. “I am making you breakfast. What do you want ? Pancakes ? Waffles ? One of those giant omeletes you like ?” he said , his eyes glowinig. “Anything you want ..” Y/N covered her face with her hands , taking a peek through her fingers. She might be sore but she still wanted to have him for breakfast. The way he always kissed her - even the short brief kisses somehow made her want him and only him above all else. Kai removed her hands from her face finding a wide smile under them. “Whatever you want , as long as there is coffee…” she replied , pushing him off her and starting to get out of the bed. Kai was faster , he scooped her up bridal style and carried her downstairs letting her sit in one of the chairs. “You don’t have to baby me. I can walk on my own..” “Shhh…” he shushed her , pressing his lips onto hers. Y/N brought one of her knees up to her chest , wrapping her arms around it while the other stayed on the ground. She was still wearing his t-shirt from the night before. Her hands reached for one of the apples on the table while her eyes were fixed on Kai. He was wearing only his boxers and all she could think about was him - his lips on hers , his hands roaming her body… Kai glanced over to her noticing her longing look first before he saw the way she was sitting. “Y/N could you um .. not sit like that ? It’s distracting.” “OH ?” she said innocently , leaving the apple on the table not taking her eyes off him as her hand slid between her legs. Her fingers teased her folds ,a low moan tumblng off her lips as she pushed them against her entrance through the fabric. “You mean this is distracting ?” Kai blinked a few times , clearing his throat. “Yes … this is very distracting.” he said. “I am trying to make you breakfast and you … keep distracting me.” “Okay , I’ll stop.” she said , putting her hands on the table. “T-thank you.” He returned his attention to the pancakes and everything was fine until a few minutes later he heard her moan his name. Kai turned around towards her nearly knocking over the pan with the pancakes. “Whoops.” she said laughing under her breath. “Careful , you might start a fire.” Kai moved the pan away from the stolve and took a step towards her in slow motion. His eyes were fixed on what she was doing ,watching her fingers skillfully play with her folds before dipping inside them. Y/N moaned again , her eyes falling on the bulge in his pants. “It won’t be me starting the fire sweetheart.” said Kai scooping her up and tossing her onto the table. “I was going to take it easy today because you said you are sore … but now - there is no way you’d stop me.” “Who said I want to stop you?” she said reaching for his neck , trying to pull him into a kiss. Kai grabbed her wrists pinning them over her head. “No touching sweetheart.” he chuckled. Kai traced her jawline , his fingers slowly finding their way to her heat dipping inside her folds. He teased her , pushing and pulling his fingers in and out of her curling them around making her go crazy. “Please let me touch you.” she moaned out. “No.” He let go of her wrists only to have them pinned up with magic. Kai licked his fingers clean and returned to the stolve to finish making breakfast while using his magic to tease her. The invisible fingers slowly pushed inside her curling around before pulling out and pushing roughly in again. “Blueberry or chocolate chip ?” he asked turning towards her innocently. “Nah-uh , don’t close those eyes.” “K-Kai … f-fuck me.” she moaned out , arching her back from the table. “I will , sweetheart , not before breakfast though.” he said smiling at her. “I may not need it but you do. Ahhh , today is going to be so much fun ! I’ll even let you chose between me bending you over the table or the counter … ” he looked at her , seeing her back arch from the table again. “Actually no. It’s my week , my choice.” he said suddenly serious. “So blueberry or chocolate chip , sweetheart? You have to pick fast …” “Ch-chocolate chi-p..” she moaned , trying hard not to close her eyes. Every time his invisible fingers curled inside her she fought the urge to close them. Y/N’s stomach felt like it was anchored down to the table , the burning feeling between her legs building up slowly. She gasped feeling another invisible finger enter her , making it a total of three fingers playing with her , driving her wild. “OH and try not to cum sweetheart.” added Kai with a devilish smirk on his face as he flipped a pancake onto a plate , licking his fingers clean from the melted chocolate. “Today you cum only when I am inside you.”

His words sent a thousand butterflies flapping their wings in her stomach. Y/N whimpered and moaned feeling her orgasm approaching but just as she was about to get there , the magic fingers always vanished for a few minutes. Kai kept flipping pancake after pancake , listening to Y/N moan and beg for him to come over. When the last pancake was ready , he split them in two plates and headed for the table. Listening to her moan his name and beg for him had made him so hard , he was barely able to hold himself from skipping breakfast. “Breakfast is ready.” he said sitting one of the chairs closer to her head. He cut a pancake and started feeding her. “N-no.” she said turning her head away , her face red as a tomato. Y/N’s back arched off the table feeling the invisible finger curl inside her again. “Oh right. Sorry.” he smiled innocently and in the next moment the magic fingers disappeared. Kai helped her up , letting her sit on the table. He innocently swiped his fingers between her legs and a smug smirk showed on his face feeling how wet she was. Y/N moaned at his touch, brushing her palm against his cheek. He didn’t move or swat her hand away. Her eyes were burning with desire and he could see her other hand shaking , trying hard not to reach for the buldge in his boxers. “Kiss me.” she whispered , her eyes darting between his lips and his eyes. Kai’s eyes were a dark shade of blue , almost black. For a long moment none of them moved and then Kai’s lips crashed against hers , pulling her into his arms and closer to the edge of the table. Her hands moved from his cheeks to his hair , massaging his scalp and pulling his face closer towards hers. Y/N moaned into the kiss , lightly biting his lower lip. In response Kai pushed his crotch against her hard , knocking nearly all the air from her lungs. His lips left kisses down her jawline towards her neck , making her throw her head back as he sucked on a spot on her collarbone marking her as his. Y/N reached between their bodies , her hand snaking down his chest towards his stomach until her fingers slid under his boxers. Kai pulled away with a pouty face. “No, no … You might hurt yourself , sweetheart.” he whispered to her as his hand gripped her wrist. “Maybe I want to.” she whispered back , her lips nearly touching his as she spoke. Purple / black veins flashed under his eyes at her words but instead of getting her to back off , it made her want him more. Kai had her head spinning since the day they had met. His perfect blue eyes , nose , chizzled jaw.. Just listening to his voice was enough to make her wet. After they had gotten together things only got magnified. The past few days however had her completely out of control. She never knew it was possible to feel this way - the more she had , the more she wanted. Y/N wrapped her hands around him , pulling him towards her. Their eyes met and she bit her lower lip. “Please let me touch you.. just once.” He brushed his fingers through her hair , gazing intensely into her eyes. There it was again - she looked so innocent while wanting for him to take her right then and there. “No. We both know ‘just once’ won’t be enough for you.” he tapped her nose. “Come on. Eat your breakfast before it gets cold.” he said unwrapping her legs from around him. Y/N didn’t move an inch , instead she hooked her hands around his neck , playing the his scruff. “You know , I love how you started to grow a beard. Makes you even hotter.” she said brushing her nose against his. Y/N kissed his jaw line , leaving kisses all the way to his neck. Her tongue licked a stripe across it all the way to his ear. “I love how it feels when eat me out and it rubs across my clit - “Screw breakfast , I want you.” sighed Kai grabbing her hands and letting her push his boxers down. She gave his hard length a few strokes before in vampire speed he bend her over the table and without any warning pushed hard and deep inside her , making her grab the edges of the table as a small scream tumbled off her lips. Kai’s hands held onto her waist pulling her hips towards him at the same time his pushed towards her. “Look at this … It’s my week and you still get to have control over things.” Y/N was making him crazier every single day they were together. Until he had met her , Kai hadn’t know it was possible to feel like this about someone , to want someone so much. He loved watching her whimper and squirm under him , loved how even though she challenged him for dominance she’d still submit to him no questions asked. He could never get enough of her. “So tight … ” he grunted as his thick shaft pumped in an out of her , making her body jolt forward with every thrust. Y/N’s walls contracted around his shaft , making him twitch. “K-Kai , I’m clos-e..” she moaned out louder. Kai grunted , one of his hands placed on her shoulder the other reaching for her clit , his fingers drawing rough eights matching with every thurst. Her knuckles hard turned white from her grip on the table. “Fuckk” she moaned out , feeling herself right on the edge. “Pl-ease , let me c-cum.” He kept pumping in and out of her , his thrusts getting rougher hitting her spot every time. Kai knew she wouldn’t last long. His hand fisted her hair making her look at him. Earlier he had told her she could cum only when he is inside her and she still asked for permission , a sideways smile showed on his face. “It’s up to you sweetheart.” he grunted feeling her walls clench around him. “Let go.” Her body stilled for a moment before an intense wave of orgasm washed over her. Y/N came screaming his name , his fingers slowing down their work on her clit. He rode out her orgasm , the only sounds in the house coming from their moans , gasps and the sound of flesh on flesh every few seconds. Y/N was out of breath but Kai wasn’t finished. He helped her up , his lips pressing against hers for a long moment before he pushed her on her knees while he leaned his back against the table. Her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft , pumping him slowly while her other hand massaged his balls. Kai groaned feeling her tongue draw circles on the tip of his shaft , going straight through the middle while stroking him. She was sucking on his tip , never taking her eyes off his. Kai’s fingers tangled in her hair , grabbing a fistfull of it before pushing her mouth onto his shaft making her take him inside her mouth all the way at once. “Y/N … this feels so good.” he groaned , feeling her hands massaging his balls. He bopped her head up and down his length. Y/N felt herself getting wet all over again just because of his dominance. It was always like this. She bopped her head around him , gagging a little but not caring at all about it or the lack of air. A tear rolled down her cheek and Kai released his grip on her hair allowing her to take a breath and work on her own. His thick shaft twitched inside her mouth as she kept sucking on it. “Fuck Y/N ..” Kai couldn’t decide what he wanted most - to have her swallow his cum or have it splashed all over her face. Y/N bopped her head faster , moaning as she went. Just as he was about to cum , he pulled out letting his cum spurt on her face and drip down her chin. Kai grinned at the mess he had made - not only the one on her face but the mess her hair was. Y/N was out of breath , her heart racing as she met his eyes.Kai helped her up , grabbing a towel from the under the counter. He cleaned her face carefully before drowning her in a kiss. “I love how this day started.” he beamed up at her. Y/N smiled back at him. “Me too , though … It looks like I need to shower before …” she glanced at the clock. “Lunch. Care to join me?” “Like you have to ask.” he said grinning at the playful glow in her eyes as she took his hand and led him to the bathroom down the hall.

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