#he really loves to tease us doesn’t he?

[luveline]

coworker James being protective of reader like she’s just a sweet and kind thing and he’s FINALLY accepting his feelings and reader gets like happy that he cares?

“No, no, it’s okay. Yeah, don’t worry about me, I’m just gonna watch movies all weekend. I might make popcorn. Yeah! Don’t worry about it, just have fun, okay?” 

You’re talking quietly but not without pep, hushed to avoid disturbing him. By the sounds of it, your plans for the weekend have bombed. You’re taking it remarkably well. 

“Okie dokie. Well, I’ll see you soon, yeah? Love you. Bye.” You don’t lift your head where you’re laying against the desk, but you put your phone gently by your keyboard. 

“That blows,” James says. 

“Maybe.” You turn your face to see him, before you lift yourself up and return to the pack of biscuits you’ve opened. “Do you want some?” you ask, bringing a malted milk to your mouth. 

“Please.” 

You gesture for him to take one. In relative quiet, you and James sit there chewing, the sunlight from the open window on your hands. 

“You’re not upset about your plans?” he asks. 

“A bit, but… I don’t want her to feel bad for me. She should have a good time, she got last minute tickets to see a band and she loves them. We can just hang out next weekend.” You push the biscuits toward him. “I need to stop eating these all the time.” 

You stand up and do a big stretch, arm arched over your head before you laugh and point at him. He’s never had someone look at him like this. “Pretend you didn’t see that,” you say, raising your eyebrows just a touch. 

You’re being playful. James’ stomach flips. “I didn’t see a thing,” he says. 

You drop your pointing. “Really?” 

He covers his eyes. 

Your following laughter is even richer. 

“This office makes me tired. I’m going to make some coffee before lunch is over,” you say. 

You walk away like nothing happened. James is left to ruminate. 

He pushes a hand into the crop of his hair and ruffles it, stressed, though the scratch of his nails against his scalp relieves some tension. James is used to being annoyed at you, you were always so irked with him, but lately he struggles to find anger for you. He still loves to tease you and watch your eyes change; there’s no better moments than on the mornings he’s here first and he’s found a new hiding place for your mug, and you’re forced to ask him where it is he put it. Asked is kind, really. More aptly, you demand to know where it is, and promise professional retribution. 

You could always drink from a different mug, but James has a feeling you like asking. This morning, you found it by yourself, and you put it smugly on your desk with steam rising from the surface. “You’re getting worse,”

you’d said, and that smugness suddenly felt friendly. Your smile was ten different shades of sweet. 

You are… quite sweet. You’re kind. You don’t let much upset you that isn’t James, even when it should. And the James stuff is all superficial. When was the last time you guys argued over something that mattered?

Which isn’t to say he doesn’t love arguing with you. But he’s coming to appreciate another side of you, the side that comes back to your desk with a fresh coffee and little happy breath of air when you see he’s made his two figurines cuddle each other. 

“They’re in love,” you say dreamily. 

“You can be so lovely,” James says. It’s like something takes over his body. 

You put your coffee down. “What?” you ask, smiling as though it’s a joke you don’t get. 

He’s not sure he should say it again. “I don’t know. When you smile, you’re really pretty. Like, even more than usual.” 

“Ha-ha.” 

“No, I’m serious.” 

“I don’t believe you.” 

James takes one of your biscuits. “Then don’t, it doesn’t bother me.” He wishes he hadn’t said it, what a weird thing to say, but he can’t pretend he was kidding, it would be crueller than saying nothing. So he wedges a biscuit in his mouth and laughs when you call him gross, your facade one he doesn’t believe. You wrinkle your nose, but you’re happy underneath it. 

Lovely, even. 

#james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x fem!reader #james potter x y/n #james potter x you #james potter fic #james potter fluff #james potter blurb #james potter drabble #james potter imagine #james potter fanfic #james potter fanfiction #james potter scenario #james potter oneshot #the marauders #marauders era #marauders

[moonstruckme]

oooooo can i request reader getting jealous about spencer having to seduce the cinderella killer in 10x6 but being in complete denial and rossi, derek, etc are all like mmmmhmmmm sure ok 👀😏

At long last!! Thanks for requesting and for weathering the wait baby <3

cw: mention of weapons/guns (also I know she drops her shears in the actual episode but shhh) 

Spencer Reid x bau!reader ♡ 704 words

“Keep sucking your teeth like that, you’re gonna need braces,” Morgan teases. 

You roll your eyes but stop. “That’s not how that happens,” you say. 

(You don’t actually know how it happens, but neither does Morgan. You know from photo evidence Penelope had somehow gotten her hands on that he’s been genetically perfect since he tucked-and-rolled out of the womb.)

Reid’s hair has grown long enough to tuck behind his ears again, and he does it now, looking every inch the nervous admirer as he advances slowly, almost dazedly, toward the girl. 

“May I?” he asks, voice breathy and expression wide open. 

The girl—your unsub—looks just as smitten. She walks towards him as if in a dream, and you really wish Spencer had his gun out. You know JJ is covering him with her finger on the trigger, and Spencer has a knack for getting out of scrapes, but now he’s kneeling before a girl who’s killed several men, bending his head down as he slips a shoe onto her foot, and she has a pair of shears in her hand that she was just about to use to slit another man’s throat. 

You’re scared for him. That’s what this is. This is fear, just like you’d have for anyone else on your team. 

“What’re you so sour about?” Rossi asks, his tone lilting with intrigue. He looks away from the scene, the three of you leaned against the SUV while you wait for Spencer to bring her in, and studies your face. “Is there something about Spencer’s performance you don’t like?” 

Trust him to chip in. You swear, he and Morgan have to be the worst busybodies in the department. You start to kiss your teeth again, but stop when you catch Morgan smirking. 

“I just didn’t realize he was such a good actor,” you reply. 

And it’s true. Spencer’s performance is kind of astounding. There’s an indomitable sincerity about him that shines through even now, in the gentle way he looks up at the girl when the shoe fits. It makes your chest tighten slightly, and then something foul and warmish curdles in your gut when he takes her hand and presses his lips to it. 

Spencer’s a kind soul. He’s got a sweet voice to go with his sweet face, and the unsub trusts it just like you would, dropping the shears and following him towards where the rest of your team waits. He’s not afraid to touch her, brushing a guiding hand along her back to help her into the SUV. To maintain the ruse, you know. Still, knowing doesn’t help the irritated prickle that goes over your skin. 

Wordlessly (though not without communication, if you count Morgan’s smug look and your answering glare), the three of you peel off from the van, getting into your vehicles to drive back to the police station.

Spencer shuts the door behind the unsub, and you expect him to get in the front seat to help keep her calm on the way to the station, but to your surprise he walks in your direction, getting into the passenger seat of the SUV you’re driving. 

“Hey,” he says casually, like this is something he does every day. And this is a regular part of your job, but it’s not every day one of you pretends to be blindly in love with a violent serial killer while she holds garden shears over your head. 

“Hey.” You give him a little smile, putting the van in drive. “Nice job. She looked really enchanted with you.”

“Thanks, I’m glad Hotch thought to bring the shoe to complete the fantasy.” Spencer brushes off the compliment easily, more than used to excelling. “It’ll be good for her to finally get the help she needs.” 

“Well, you were awesome.” You glance at him in the passenger seat, and he’s got his head propped on his elbow, looking out at the rolling hills and vast greenery of Montana. You look back to the road. “You make a great prince charming.” 

Spencer turns his face towards you. “Thanks,” he says again, this time with more feeling, and that sweetness is in his voice again. You like it best when it’s for you. 

#spencer reid #dr spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x bau!reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x self insert #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid scenario #spencer reid blurb #spencer reid drabble #spencer reid oneshot #spencer reid one shot #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds fanfic #criminal minds fic #criminal minds spoilers #criminal minds x reader

[bengiyo]

Wandee Goodday: They're Letting Men 69 Now

The third episode of Wandee Goodday opens with the leads engaged in mutual fellatio (commonly known as a 69), and I wanted to comment on how well I liked it being used here. I asked yesterday how many other instances we had of the position in prior shows, and got confirmation from @respectthepetty and @pharawee and others that as best we can recall right now only Destiny Seeker has shown or implied the position before. Because we are hundreds of shows deep into BL at this point, I wanted to follow up on my post about Patts Wanting to Blow Saengtai and talk about this scene a bit.

One of the things I generally have to just ignore in BL is the alarming lack of lubricant usage in the genre even more than the lack of condom usage. BL boys must have self-lubricating organs with the way this genre behaves around it. It also doesn’t match the expected velocity of m/m physical intimacy that I’m used to in my own experience and the stories told by my homies. In fairness, in the couple dozen m/m romance novels I’ve read, I can only recall one 69 scene (shoutout to Ginn Hale for Lord of the White Hell, Book 1) In my experience, guys are way more likely to touch each other’s dicks before they kiss each other (something else Wandee Goodday is doing that I like).

What makes this scene standout to me is that we ended the previous episode with the guys establishing the rules of their relationship, and Wandee telling Yoryak he wanted him to pay more attention to his dick during sex. I really love coming back to them literally giving each other head, having a good time doing it, and teasing each other about it. It’s important to me that gay sex in shows about gay characters look like it’s fun for the characters and not just as a completion of a big romantic moment. It’s also very cool that this show continues to tease and show the various ways men can have a good time with each other without all the effort that goes into preparing for anal sex.

However, I will tease about the propriety rules and the usage of a blanket for modesty purposes. I completely accept this compromise for the safety of the actors and broadcast rules, but I know that I am not hotboxing myself when I’m trying to focus.

That’s all I wanted to say. I’d love for the folks who saw Destiny Seeker to chime in again about the work that show did on the presentation of m/m intimacy in BL in light of the Wandee Goodday scene. Guys should suck dick more often in BL as a sufficient enough act for spontaneous sex without implying that somehow raw, unlubricated anal works in a bathroom.

#Ben writes #wandee goodday #wandee goodday the series #bl meta #thai bl

[ivymarquis]

ghost + "like what you see?"

😘

Sin Sunday

Cardio

Pairing| Simon Riley x F!Reader Rating| T Word Count| ~450 Kinks/Content/Warnings| Nothing too exceptional; some jokey slut shaming because we love a good grey sweatpants 🤭 Technically SFW just because Im trying to keep these short otherwise they will become 5k works and take 3 calendar years to answer. Also TECHNICALLY this fits @glitterypirateduck’s ghost challenge with the grey sweatpants so 😎😎😎😎

“Where are you going, dressed like a slut?”

Simon might be a man of few words, but there are few times in life where he’s rendered well and truly speechless.

It takes a second, but he does eventually find words. It’s obvious from your tone that you’re being a little cocktease, but he’s fully dressed. A session at the gym with Johnny is a routine occurrence. He’s wearing a T-shirt and full length sweatpants for fuck’s s-

Ah. The grey sweatpants. That’s what’s got you all hot and bothered.

He doesn’t get exactly what the appeal is- wasn’t even thinking about it, really when he got dressed.

You’re staring him down like a dog tempted with a bone, and Simon’s got a decision to make, doesn’t he?

“Like what you see, do you?”

Your answer is a simple nod, eyes trained on the sweatpants.

“Was gonna go hit the gym with Johnny. Not sure if that’s the plan anymore.”

He most assuredly can continue on with his plans for the day- go get a workout with Johnny, come back and fuck you stupid.

But clearly he’s got your attention front and center. That is a difficult thing to walk away from.

“Don’t let me get in the way of your plans,” you assure him. “But do hurry back. I’ll uh,” your eyes flick up to him and roam, appreciating the absolute unit of a man you get to call yours, “I’ll be here.”

“That so?” He questions. “Cause now I’m thinking today’s more a day for cardio.”

You pick up on his subtle implication immediately, and given how you go stock-still he shouldn’t be surprised when you’re shooting up from the couch, using the piece of furniture as a barrier to tease him.

Oh now it’s fucking on. You want to play a game, do you?

He can’t help but feel the affection he has for you spill over as he watches and immediately complies with your game. The bright eyed sparkle as you grin and giggle at him, faking out one direction or the next and leading him to chase you around the furniture- just out of reach that he can’t grab you across the shorter side.

Course, he’s on a highly skilled task force and you aren’t, so this little game will only go for as long as Simon feels like. But there’s no fun in not humoring you, is there?

Simon gets in his head enough you actually do manage to fake him out, taking advantage of the opportunity to bolt past him towards the bedroom.

The best kind of quarry is one that wants to be caught, he can’t help but think to himself as he chases after you.

#simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #my writing #listen the man wears a ghost mask and skeleton gloves #HE APPRECIATES A BIT AS MUCH AS THE NEXT PERSON #and he’d be playful enough to chase his partner around the house too I just know it 🥰 #ghostchallenge #fern I am sitting on yours for tomorrow because I am Le Sleepy rn #but Im gonna do it!!!!

[peaches-and-creamm]

𝓟𝓮𝓽 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼?

What pet names do jjk boys use, if any?

FT. Satoru, Suguru, Toji, Megumi, Yuta, Yuji, & Toge.

(use of 'slut' in toji's)

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MEGUMI doesn’t really do pet names, he usually just sticks to your normal name. But if he was going to he’d probably end up just asking what ones your favorite because he genuinely has zero idea wtf to say

✎ However, “babe” is one he’s let slip a few times and the first time he did it it gave you whiplash- hell, it even gave him whiplash. Needless to say after he did that the two of you stood still with red faces.

✎ If he ever manned up to actually call you an original pet name, it’d probably be animal related- like bunny or something. He’ll say “honey bun sugar plum” and stupid stuff like that whenever you bring up pet names- enjoying the little pout you do in response to his teasing.

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TOGE obviously just speaks in ingredients, but it's always something else whenever you two text or he uses sign language to refer to you. It's usually something mean(lovingly)

✎ Asshole, idiot, stupid, stinker- that sort of thing. Goes both ways. Love language is being mean, but if anyone even said half the stuff he “said” to you he’d probably punch them on sight-

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SUGURU is for sure the type to just randomly come up behind you and whisper sweet nicknames into your ear to purposely fluster you, enjoying how you shiver when he calls you “my love-“ or “my darling”. He has a tendency to add “my” to the start of the words, enjoying the fact you’re his.

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CHOSO has never been afraid to show his love, especially to those he truly does adore. He enjoys when you call him pet names more than him calling you them. Subby boy through and through- he wants to be taken care of for sure. But when he does it’s almost always “love”.

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When it comes to SATORU, he genuinely has a problem when it comes to calling you stupid pet names- each pushing your buttons more than the last. He loves spouting random shit to address you, enjoying how you swat at him with that cute little annoyed huff of yours.

✎ Sugartits is one he loves to say after doing something nice for you- enjoying how that whine passes by your pretty lips.

✎ But if he was going to just do a NORMAL one for once it’d likely just be “babe”, especially when he wants something- dudes voice gets whiny as shit.

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When it comes to pet names, YUJI does NOT skip out- this boy is spewing silly names left and right for you, each one said with that signature stupid giggle coming from him.

✎ Usually the go to is always baby, and each time he says it it’s somehow louder than the last time. Even through text you can just hear exactly how he’s saying it- and can perfectly imagine that stupid smile on his face as he waits for a text back.

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YUTA, bless his heart, is one of those people who is just much better at texting his words than trying to stutter them out. His all time favorite is “angel” and every other text from this dude is him using it.

by far angel is his favorite, but “my love” and “darling” fight for their place

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TOJI is a bastard and loves to just grab your waist, tug you in close and purr out a “slut”

though he only does that when he knows you can handle more degrading words. If he was to normally call you something it’s without a doubt “doll” or “sugar”

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M.LIST

#female reader #gender neutral reader #x reader #male reader #jjk x reader #jjk fic #toji fushiguro #toji fushigruo x reader #toji x reader #fushiguro #jjk toji #toji x you #toji zenin #fushiguro toji #gojo satoru #satoru x reader #jjk gojo #gojo saturo #gojo #geto #jujutsu satoru #jjk satoru #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #choso x reader #choso kamo x reader #getou suguru x reader #geto suguru #jjk megumi #megumi fushiguro

[mattsfavbigtitties]

NSFW Alphabet/ Matt S.

Warnings: Smut-ish, some suggestive stuff, and fluff

A/n: im currently writing nick and Chris' version rn and this was an accident post😭😭, but as Bob ross says only happy lil accidents:D. Anyways nicks is sfw so dw.

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

Matt would definitely get you cleaned up right away. He would be so sweet about it too, saying such reassuring words to you while wiping away any juices on you. He would always clean himself last because you’re more important to him! And he’s definitely a cuddler! He’l cuddle up to you after and kiss you.

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

Loves his arms, sees you admiring the ink. Totally a titty man, loves grabbing onto your tits either way you’re positioned doing ‘it’

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Loves coming on your face after a blowjob, just your pretty face dedicated to him and him only.

D = Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

Would NEVER tell you this, but he’d let you peg him if you ever asked.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

I feel like Matt wouldn't be so experienced. He knows the basic stuff, but you help him experiment with his likes and dislikes.

F = Favorite Position (Literally this)

Definitely missionary, wants to see your pretty face contort in how much you love it.

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

I feel like he would make some jokes in the beginning, but once he’s in HE’S IN serious.

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

Matt would probably be pretty well cleaned up down there. Maybe a few centimeters long, but not too long to get in the way. I'd say very well trimmed.

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

I think Matt would be pretty intimate in times needed. Nice and lovingly romantic with you. Lots of ‘i love you’s.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He’d rarely masturbate, but when he does it’ll be because of something you did or a picture you posted.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

You being dominant is a kink of his rarely used, but in the meantime he likes spanking and praising you.

L = Location (Favorite places to do ‘it’)

More than loves being in his bed with you, but every once in a while he’ll get risky with you in a more public setting or just plain in the kitchen while Nick and Chris are gone.

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

He definitely gets going when you kiss his neck or just subtly push your boobs on him when hugging, any teasing from you really.

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

Matt would never be into anything with whips, like degradation and BDSM.

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

He absolutely LOVES when you give him head, but I’d like to think he’s more of a giver than receiver in this case.

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

He’ll do it slow and sensual most times, but in the right times he’d give in to you(or he had a really rough day) if you need it rough and fast.

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

I don’t think he’d be into quickies a lot, more like the romantic type. If he were to have a quickie it'd be 'cause you made work of teasing him so much he couldn't wait.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? do they take risks?)

He’ll definitely experiment with whatever you’re comfortable with and if you request, you shall receive. Unless it’s something he doesn’t like then he’ll tell you right away.

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

I’d say maybe 2 rounds at the most. I think he’d be too sensitive to continue with more. But if you need anything more than that he’ll totally eat you out some.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? do they use them?)

I can’t see him with any toys, but if he had one it’d probably be a small vibrator to use on you or himself. He’d only use it when you're not there, but it usually stays hidden in his drawer, rarely used.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He’d try to tease you to the brink, but in the end he’s not wasting any time with you.

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

He’ll groan and moan in your ear and maybe the occasional whimper if you’re on round 2.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon)

Matt eating you out with his stubble>>

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

He’s definitely not the biggest, maybe a little over average, but he uses it to the best of his abilities and always makes a mess of you.

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

I don’t think he’d be very sexual in your relationship. He just loves spending time with you the most.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they falls asleep afterwards)

I’d say after cleaning up and everything he’d wait for you to fall asleep before he did. And when he does, he’s knocked out.

#matt sturniolo #mathew sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo #mattsfavbigtitties #mattsfavbigtittiesaus #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x you #matt sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo imagine #the sturniolo triplets

[kangnina]

MDNI - So Fuckin' Done with You (s.jy)

a/n: This was requested by 💘 Yapper Anon’s ask.

The night of Sunghoon’s dinner party changed everything. You don’t even really remember how the argument started. But you damn sure remember how it ended.

“Sweetheart, can we please not do this here?” Jake says closing the back door to Sunghoon’s house. He approaches you, trying to gently put his hands on your shoulders to calm you down. But you pull away.

“You care more about them than you do about me!” You yell. 

“Is everything okay?” Sunghoon asks, coming into his backyard to check on the situation. He can immediately tell by the exasperation on Jake’s face while you yell at him– things are definitely not okay. In typical Sunghoon fashion, he does not help. At all.

“Ah. Jake’s princess is throwing yet another tantrum,” Sunghoon snickers, taking a sip of his beer. You flip Sunghoon the bird before storming out of the backyard. Jake runs his hands down his face. Then he hears the engine of his car starting. He and Sunghoon make their way through the same path you just took, connecting to the front yard, just in time to see the tail lights of Jake’s car. Heeseung comes out into the front yard and hands Jake a beer. 

“Just give her some time to cool off, man,” Heeseung pats Jake on the back before walking back into the house. 

“Your girl is crazy. I hope the make up sex is worth it!” Sunghoon laughs. Jake takes a long pull of his beer, staring off into the night.

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It’s two in the morning when you hear footsteps in the hallway. You’ve been waiting for Jake to come home and crawl into bed with you. It’s like that every time. You pluck his nerves and start a fight. He tries to defend himself. Then you run away. Sometimes he chases you. Sometimes he doesn’t. Either way, he ALWAYS ends up back in the same bed with you for sweet and gentle makeup sex. Cuddles and all is forgiven… until the next time. The scripted drama that is your relationship with Sim Jaeyun. Anticipation of reconciliation alone makes your pussy wet. But the footsteps stop. The bedroom door doesn’t open. What the hell is he doing? Why is he taking so long to come to bed? You wait a little longer and the house remains completely silent. You slide out of bed, already geared up for another confrontation because he’s making you wait too long. You open the door and walk into the hallway. It’s dimly lit by the bathroom light escaping from the door that’s slightly ajar. You push it open. The room is empty but for his clothes piled on the floor in front of the shower. You turn off the light before continuing down the hall. He’s probably drunk and passed out on the couch. I’m sure he and his boys talked shit about me the moment I left… Just as you turn the corner to enter the living room, you're grabbed by your arm and spun around. Your front is pinned against the wall. You scream bloody murder and Jake doesn’t bother to silence you. The room is pitch black. Streetlights barely peeking through the blinds. You know it’s him from the smell of his cologne. He doesn’t say anything. But having your arm pinned to your back like you’re under arrest is enough to tell you he is not happy.

“Jake!” you yell. “What the fuck?!” He still doesn’t respond as he uses his free hand to lift up your oversized t-shirt and run his hand over your bare ass. No panties. You’re so predictable. First, you brat. Then you expect him to apologize for something that is absolutely not his fucking fault so he can once again be in your good graces. Which means you’ll let him make sweet love to you. Not this time. He’s so fuckin’ done with you and your attitude. Jake chuckles as he rubs his hard cock against your ass. You immediately realize he’s naked and start to relax; pushing your ass back against him. This is exactly what you want: Make up sex. He teases your pussy with the tip of his cock. You spread your legs, clearly eager to have him inside. He’s got you right where he wants you so he releases your hand. You pull your shirt up and over your head. Tossing it away. Completely naked as you press your breasts against the wall. You reach back, trying to grasp Jake's cock and get to the point. He smacks your hands away before pressing the tip of his cock against your asshole.

“Jake, fuck my pussy–” He pulls your hair.

“SHUT UP. I don’t want to hear another fuckin’ word unless it’s an apology. A DAMN GOOD ONE,” he growls, pressing in deeper. You grip the wall for purchase. “Mmpphh. I’m not apo–” He covers your mouth with his hand, pulling you back and impaling you onto his cock. You cry out into the palm of his hand. You’re on your tiptoes, trembling. The sting of the sudden stretch makes your heart rate soar as a layer of sweat covers your body. There’s no way, he’s not ripping you with no prep. No lube. No mercy. Jake’s hand slides down to your neck. A firm squeeze as he hisses.

“Do you think it’s cute to embarrass me like that in front of my friends? Say it. Fuckin’ apologize,” Jake’s demand seems to rumble down through his cock and into you.

“Nghh. NO.” He puts both hands onto your shoulders and presses you against the wall, hammering into your little hole. You whine and he laughs. “Fuck! FUCK!” You reach your hands back to try to slow him down. He smacks your hands away.

“Apologize!” he yells. Your broken cries only egg him on. “Tsk, tsk,” he clicks his tongue. Jake grabs a fistful of your hair, arching your back and now you really are feeling every inch of him punishing you more than before. His hips are slapping against your ass.

“Jae…” You whimper, exhausted. Head spinning. Cunt dripping. You can’t even feel your legs. If it weren’t for Jake and the wall, you’d be on the floor.

“Yes?” he says, keeping the pace, despite how pitiful you sound.

“M’sorry… sssorry,” you blabber. Jake releases your hair and relents to a few slow, long strokes. Then he fills you up completely with his cock before cumming into you with a loud groan.

“Good girl.” He pulls out of you, turning you to face him. Jake hugs you tightly as your legs are so wobbly. He gently kisses you. “Apology accepted. That wasn’t so hard. Was it, Sweetheart?” he murmurs softly between breaths. His lips pressed against your sweaty forehead. You nod against his chest, too fucked out to verbally respond. His cum dripping out of you and onto the floor as he picks you up bridal style and carries you to the bathroom.

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@snoopypupp @moonlightndaydreams @daydreams-after-dark @wildflowermooon

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[angelofsmalldeaath]

your slice of life style has become such a comfort for me i pick one out to read before i go to bed and they make my heart all warm

if you feel like taking requests/want inspo I’d love to read a rainy day in the life vibe (no pressure tho!! genuinely would read something about watching paint dry if you wrote it)

mwah xx

reading this ask made me feel all warm and fuzzy, you are so so sweet!! 🥹 no like i love it when people tell me they enjoy my writing, it's such a good feeling!! so thank you sm for this ♡︎

i really hope this was what you wanted it to be ♡︎

cw: references a previous fic, suggestive

“jesus fuck!” i jump in my seat and glare at him when he snickers. the thunder rumbling is unexpected and loud���louder than it has any right to be.

“scared?” he teases.

“of a little thunder?” i turn my nose up at him, faking bravado, “never. i just don’t wanna get stuck in the rain.”

“too late,” he tsks, and together we look out the cafe window as the light turns watery. the wind picks up, so does the footfall of people running to find shelter. some gather under the awning of the cafe we’re in, some run across the street and find shelter in other establishments. 

he takes hold of my hand. “we could still make it if we ran…”

i look down at our table—at our empty coffee cups and breakfast plates—and then back up outside the window. fat drops of rain hit the glass, one after the other, racing down until they all converge into a tiny puddle. 

“could we?”

“what’s the harm?” he points at his jacket, “we could use this as cover.”

i contemplate it for a second, picture it in my head and laugh—the two of us dashing through the rain under a jacket that isn’t nearly big enough. another rumble from the skies makes me jolt. this time he manages to stifle his laugh. 

“so?”

“alright,” i nod, gathering my things and wiping my hands on the tissues. he holds my hand the moment we scramble to our feet. the door chimes softly as we push it open, and immediately the wind and rain rush to greet us.

“fuck!” i squeal, “‘m freezing my tits off!”

i groan the moment i hear his little juvenile giggle—an uncharacteristically boyish sound from a giant of a man. “i could warm them for you, you know?”

“you’re such a man!” i roll my eyes, trying to stifle a smile but he pulls me out from under the awning and right into the torrential rain. 

under the thin shelter of his jacket, we huddle close, our bodies pressed together to keep as dry as possible. the rain is colder than i expected, and the pavement is already slick beneath our feet. we take off running, his laughter ringing in my ears, mingling with the roar of the storm.

“shit, we’re so unhealthy,” i huff, breathless and barely a street down from the cafe. 

he raises his brow at me. “we?”

“shut up,” i punch his shoulder lightly. he’s barely out of breath though, looking at me with amusement and mostly drenched from the rain now.

his hair is plastered to his face too. the water clings to his eyelashes and a drop falls on his nose, making its way down to his lips. it’s mesmerising, in a way—a drop of water on his lips and suddenly he’s the most beautiful man i’ve ever seen. 

when the thunder rumbles again—much louder than before—i stagger to a stop, right in the middle of the pavement like a deer caught in headlights. this time he doesn’t laugh, he just pulls me into him and pulls us into a little alley that seems a bit shielded than the main street.

“you’re okay,” he tucks a wet strand of hair behind my ear.

“we always end up in alleys somehow,” i try to wipe my face on my sleeves but it’s useless. 

“we do,” he nods. we stare at each other—me, completely breathless, him, breathing in this odd rhythm that makes me think of all sorts of things. 

he moves towards me, our toes touching, his wet body pressed into mine. it’s darker here, in this alley. the buildings tower over us, but the rain is just as relentless. 

“we should hurry up and go home,” i point out but it holds no conviction at all. 

“we should,” he nods and bends down to kiss me. 

on his lips i taste the raindrop from before. it’s sweet—or perhaps it’s just the taste of him, sweet and familiar and like home. and even when the rough wall digs into my back and thunder echoes all around me, i melt into him, fist my hands into his jumper and pull him so close that no air can pass between us any longer. 

“you…” he swipes his tongue over my lip and i shiver, “should have listened to me.”

“the breakfast date was your idea!”

“in bed!” he protests against my mouth, kissing me a little harder. 

“and who was going to make the food?” i challenge, holding back a moan. 

“who said i wanted to eat food?”

my cheeks heat up. i laugh and hide my face in his chest—something he always finds particularly endearing. “so we should hurry up and go home then… i am dying to get out of these clothes.”

this time when he nods, there’s a twinkle in his eyes. he pulls away and i shiver from the cold until he holds my hand again and pulls us back on the main street. the jacket is back on our heads, drenched and utterly useless but i like how the world looks from under it and from by his side. 

when the thunder rumbles again, i don’t stop. i only hold onto him tighter and we run through the streets faster. 

#requests #hozier #andrew hozier byrne #hozier x reader #andrew hozier byrne x reader #writblr #writeblr #writers on tumblr #mdni #minors do not interact

[littlesunshine1223]

Satoru Gojo Headcanons

SFW

- every morning is a struggle to get out of bed because if he even gets slightest the feeling like you’re about to get up then he wraps both his arms and legs around you

- if you do manage to get out of bed without him noticing then you have about 2 minutes before he wakes up and drags you back to bed unless you have work or important things to do

- he will buy you anything you want and if you tell him it’s a lot of money and not to worry about it then he’ll just buy it for you when you’re not paying attention

- his love languages are mainly physical touch and words of affirmation because he loves the little praises you give him (it boosts his ego more than ever) and he loves when he gets to cuddle you in bed after a long day of work

- a good way to cheer him up after a long day is to prepare a surprise date night with all his favorite snacks and spoil him more than he’s ever been spoiled before

- he prefers to wear his sunglasses instead of his blindfold whenever he’s with you because he wants to have a very clear visual of you incase something unexpected happens

- one way to make him blush is to wear his clothes or his sunglasses/blindfold then walk up and snuggle against his side

- if you catch him randomly zoned out while lovingly looking at you then 8 chances out of 10 he probably thinking of marrying you, the other two are more then likely him thinking about taking you back to the bedroom and making sure everyone knows you’re his

- if you’re sad or upset he’ll listen to you rant and if you start crying he’ll wrap you up in a soft fuzzy blanket like a burrito then kiss your tears away

- every night he’ll pull you against his chest and tell you how much he loves you, if he’s on a mission he’ll spam your phone with texts about why he loves you and how much he wants to hold you in his arms

NSFW

- he’s a switch, don’t let him fool you with the dominant teasing persona because all it takes is a handful of dirty suggestive comments from you and he’ll be putty in your hand

- don’t get him wrong though because if he’s in charge that night after all your teasing then you won’t be walking properly for a while or you’ll be bed bound the next day

- if he’s really rough on you then aftercare work be sweeter than ever, he’ll get you anything you want to eat and drink after he cleans you up with a soft cloth and gentle touches

- he loves to tie your wrists together, tease you, or even gag you with his blindfold if you’ve been teasing him or acting bratty

- if you want him whiny and screaming your name all you have to do is tug his hair and hit all those deep tender spots that are lovingly inside him, he loves taking you balls deep / feeling your strap-on deep inside him

- he will start acting bratty if he doesn’t get what he wants (if he wants you to go deeper and you just leave the tip in he’ll start complaining and trying to buck against you)

- if he brats out or gets an attitude with you all you have to do is spank him a couple of times, he’ll start behaving and begging like the good boy he is underneath his giant ego

- if he’s really needy one of the nights he’s in charge he’ll get caught up in the moment then his infinity might accidental activate and make it feel like he’s even deeper inside you then what he actually is

- when he’s all worked up and your busy or not home he’ll use every single you the two of you own on himself while crying out your name and pretending you’re the one pleasuring him

- he’s more of a giver than a receiver because no matter how good everything feels or who’s in charge he always makes sure you cum first

#jjk fanfic #jjk fluff #jjk fanart #jjk gojo #jujutsu gojo #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo smut #gojo x you #gojou satoru x reader #gojo saturo #gojo x y/n #jjk geto #jjk spoilers #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk #jujutsu geto #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu satoru #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu sorcerer #jujutsu itadori #jujutsu megumi

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hiiii hi could i request some headcanons for Nolan and/or Allen with a small but strong s/o? Like not nearly on their level but still strong enough to pick them up if that make sense,, oh also ftm chubby reader plsssss

Nolan Grayson and Allen the Alien x strong chubby ftm reader

Headcanons

I started cheering when they buffed Allen up, because, why wouldn’t I, look at him. This is set somewhere in season 2, but before they’re locked up.

Nolan Grayson

Viltrum seems like a very cut and rough people, so things like being trans doesn’t seem like something they would have. So, when you guys started dating, there were a lot of things you would need to teach him.

It would take a while, but he would also never actually misgender you, Nolan just wouldn’t really get the concept of gender in the way it is on earth. He also wouldn’t really get why you might want to bind or get surgeries, but as long as it makes you happy, then whose he to judge.

Nolan gets really angry if somebody misgenders you maliciously. Honestly, knowing Nolan, he probably got mad even if someone did it on accident, so you would have to reel him back in before anything bad happened.

He also wouldn’t mind you being chubby. Since everyone on Viltrum are all muscular and built, being chubby would be something only seen in other species. It’s probably something viltrumites would find attractive, without ever being verbal about it, since it’s something they could never achieve themselves.

It isn’t hard to be smaller than Nolan, since he’s so tall and built. It’s also not really something Nolan cares much about, since your height doesn’t play into how he feels about you. But that’s how he feels most of your physical appearance after he gets to know you.

He would be pleasantly surprised that you could pick him up, but it wouldn’t knock him off his feet since being strong is so normal for him. He would try to see your limits though, there’s no way around that.

Allen the Alien

Unlike Nolan, Allen would know a lot about the different genders and sexualities across the galaxy, since that was probably part of his training. Sure, you might have to explain the specifics of earth, but that’s just earth in general when it comes to Allen.

Your gender or how you present yourself wouldn’t matter one bit to Allen, since he sees so many different people across the galaxy all the time. This is also because he doesn’t conform to earths standards, so you can be exactly yourself around him and Allen would never question or doubt you.

He wouldn’t cause a fight if somebody misgendered you, at least in the beginning. If they did it maliciously, then he might straighten up and give a good ol “not cool man”, but if the person starts to get physical, then Allen would shut it down.

Like your gender and how you present yourself wouldn’t matter, your weight wouldn’t matter to Allen either. As long as you are happy, he doesn��t care. Plus, you being chubby also makes you softer to cuddle, which would be a win for him.

Like Nolan, it wouldn’t be hard to be smaller than Allen, especially after he gets buffed up later on. You are far from the only person who he has to look down at, so it wouldn’t bother Allen. He would go out of his way to tease you though, just because he can.

Allen would be excited that you could carry him with ease, which just ends up with you having to carry him all the time after he figures it out. There isn’t really a reason for this, it just makes him feel loved when you do so. He would also use the knowledge that you are strong to convince you to train. Not to fight, maybe a little, but mainly to protect yourself.

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[bullet-prooflove]

for nsfw alphabet for Terry Silver can you do L, o, r, u, w <3

Lick:

Terry loves having his mouth on you, giving you pleasure is his favourite thing. He honestly did not think he would find love, esp this late in life and now that he’s found it, he will do anything to ensure it doesn’t disappear. This includes ruining you for absolutely any other person that crosses your path.

He finds it incredible sexy when you queen with him. He always maintains some aspect of control, hands gripping your thighs, holding you against his mouth so he gets that perfect angle as you fuck his tongue. You were shy about it at first and he found that incredibly endearing.

“Trust me you’ll like it.” He’d told you before guiding you right where he wants you. You come so hard that night you see stars.

Loves how deep he can get when he tongue fucks you from behind. Holding you open, seeing how wet you are before he licks it all up is a huge turn on for him.

After the first orgasm, he gently uses his palms on your inner thighs to keep your legs spread so he can lick up the mess he’s made.

You usually give him a blow job when you feel he needs to relax. He doesn’t give you much of an opportunity to otherwise because he’s all about your pleasure, he prefers to come inside you because he craves the intimacy of sex. However if he’s working too hard or distracted, that’s when you get the chance, it usually starts with your palms coming to rest on his knees while you lean in for a kiss, you part his legs as you kiss your way down his throat before you get down on your knees.

For him a blowjob feels like a gift, because you the way you treat him. This isn’t a fuck your throat kind of thing. You take your time, teasing the shaft, circling the head, licking the pre-cum off the end before you take him entirely into your mouth. You set your own pace and Terry adheres to it. He’s never come as hard as he’s come with you in those moments.

Everyone else before that has always made it quick, a means to an end. You make him feel cherished with the way you take care of him. You always curl in his lap afterwards and he cradles you close. He likes to feel that tenderness in the aftermath, it reminds him of how loved he is.

Overnight:

Every session with Terry is intense for the both of you, it’s always very physical and very emotional. The aftermath always involves the two of you tangled up in each other, you fall asleep completely but Terry usually wakes up after an hour or two to set the house alarm and make sure the doors are locked. You’re safety is paramount to him and he refuses to have it compromised.

Restraints:

You get off on it when Terry brings out the silk restraints, you know it’s going to be a very fun night. He binds your wrists above your head, but never your legs because he likes to feel your thighs gripping him when he’s inside you.

Terry can’t have physical restraints used on him. It takes him back to Vietnam and that feeling of helplessness when he was captured. He found this out the hard way during the a sex game. When you do restrain him, it’s with your hands, fingers entwining with his as you pin him to the bed, there’s an intimacy in that he enjoys immensely.

Uniform:

You both have in the past with other partners, Terry as part of the sex club scene, you with other boyfriends/girlfriends but you don’t do it with each other.  Terry loves being with you, he doesn’t need any other version of you and it’s never really been you’re fantasy.

Window:

Terry has got off on it a little, during his sex club days but with you, it’s private. He takes pleasure in the knowledge that he’s the only one that gets to see you in that state, that gets to give you pleasure. However sometimes the two of you get a little heated in public spaces.

There is one time you did get caught but you don’t know it. You were at an art showing and ran into your ex-boyfriend JP, who is filling in last minute for one of the other artists who had to had to pull out. Terry sees your demeanour falter and he remembers the story associated with this guy. He undermined your art, cheated on you, made you feel worthless. He’s the reason the two of you met in in Paris, you couldn’t stand to be in LA so you took the residency in France when it was offered. It’s clear that he still feels some entitlement, Terry watches from a distance as the two of you interact, the way JP lingers in your personal space because even after all this time he still wants you, the way you withdraw into yourself when he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. You disappear for a while after that and he finds you sitting in the alone in one of the galleries off to the side.

“I’m sorry.” You say as he kneels down in front of you. “He just makes me feel…”

You don’t say the word but he knows it. Inadequate. Terry fucking hates it.

“You, my love, are spectacular.” He tells you, his thumb chasing along the line of your jaw as he looks into your eyes. “Beautiful, talented, fierce.”

“I need you to show me that.” You tell him, your nose tracing along the  length of his until your lips are barely apart. “I need you to remind me of who I am.”

So he does, he fucks you in that gallery, your dress hiked up your hips as he whispers the sweetest damn words into the hollow of your throat.

“Fuck, you are the only man who does this to me.” You murmur when he has you on the cusp. “The only one that’s ever made me feel this damn good.”

Your eyes are closed but Terry’s, their wide open and fixed on the man whose watching the two of you in the doorway. Your ex JP. He looks stricken. It’s clear that he expected to find you here alone, that he expected to fuck you again. His cheeks colour as Terrys tugs your hair just a little and you fall apart all over his cock, his name on your lips.

“That’s it sweetheart.” He says, his eyes meeting JP’s with a ferociously he feels deep down in his bones. “You deserve far more than that boy could ever give you.”

#terry silver #terry silver x reader #cobra kai

[withwritersblock]

If You Love Her

~If You Love Her by Forest Blakk~

Author's Note: requested! First Ethan piece :) italics are flashbacks Summary: Ethan and Y/N Hughes are secretly dating and Luke gets protective over his older sister Warnings: err idk tbh Word Count: 2,216 Ethan Edwards x Hughes!fmreader

It wasn’t entirely serious between them, it was more casual than anything. She wanted more and Ethan wanted more but it was a sticky situation. Her brother, Luke, used to be Ethan’s teammates and roommate. 

At first it was nice having his older sister Y/N hang around, she was only a year older than Luke. She was nice, matched his energy really well. It was nice having another Hughes around. 

The boys renewed the lease and she ended up moving into Luke’s old room. Luke was hesitant on allowing her to do that, barging in on his territory but Y/N can be really persuasive.

She slowly started getting closer with the boys, especially Ethan.

She paced the hallway, unsure of how she would go about this. She needed a date. It wasn’t optional as her sorority was having a themed party. You were required to bring a partner. She was going to bring her girl best friend but she was in a different sorority. It would be against the rules. 

So, here she was pacing the hallway trying to decide if it would be weird to ask him if he could be her date. Or plus one. She spun around quickly at the sound of the door creaking open. Ethan stepped out of his room, shirtless wearing dark blue sweatpants. His hair was messily laid across his forehead as he shifted his gaze towards Y/N.

“Whatcha doing?” he asked, a smile on his lips. She froze as she trailed her gaze up his frame. She clenched her jaw. 

“I need a plus one to my sorority party, event thing, and I was going to see if you wanted to come. I know it’s crazy last minute and it doesn’t give you a lot of time to get ready-”

He took a step towards her, tilted his head to the side, “Are you asking me to be your date?” Ethan asked a teasing smirk on his lips. She held up her finger as she pressed her lips together. 

“I think I said, plus one, anyways. Can you wear a suit?” she asked. His eyes widened as he chuckled nervously. 

“This requires a suit?” he asked. She nodded desperately. “What do I get in return for being your plus one?” he asked sarcastically. 

She met his gaze as she fought the smile forming to her lips, “We’ll see,” she said as she walked backwards back towards her room.

After two hours they were finishing getting ready in the bathroom together. She adjusted the short blue dress on her frame. “I don’t understand how it’s required for you to have a date to this,” he asked as he sprayed his cologne on his neck, then his body. 

“We’re supposed to bring someone so we can fill space, look like we are actually fundraising with a huge crowd,” she explained as she ran her fingers through his hair. He nodded a smirk toying to his lips.

“So I’m your trophy husband,” he let out teasingly. She rolled her eyes as she met his gaze, she laughed.

“Sure,” she smiled. He dropped his head slightly as he took a deep breath.

“You know Duker and Mark were also home, you could’ve asked them.”

She scanned his features, admiring his eyes. She always loved his eyes. “You’re my favorite in the house,” she expressed. 

“No other reason?” he questioned scanning her features. She bit her bottom lip as she shook her head slowly. “Okay, let’s get going,” he mumbled as he walked backwards towards the door, holding out his hand for her.

All of the boys kept it a secret from Luke, despite talking with him a couple times a week; they kept it to themselves. They weren’t entirely sure what they were trying to keep secret, as Ethan and Y/N were always hot and cold. 

One day they would be all over each other, the next they were simply just friends. Today was Luke’s first game against the Red Wings. The boys and Y/N were planning on driving up to Detroit to watch the game. It was also Y/N’s birthday on the same day.

Ethan was laying beside her, carefully watching her sleep. Texting with the other boys to set up a morning birthday surprise. Today was one of the many days where he stayed the night in her room. It was hard keeping it from Luke, but he was starting to fall for her and it was becoming more and more obvious.

They were always together for the last two months, it was safe to say Luke was getting suspicious. She stirred beside him, her eyes slowly opening. “Happy birthday,” Ethan whispered as he rolled to face her. She met his gaze, a small smile formed to her lips as she stretched her body. 

“Thank you,” she whispered. Ethan quickly jolted away from the bed, throwing a hoodie over his frame. He hit send on his text and a mere second passed before the other boys in the house busted into the room singing happy birthday. 

She quickly jolted up, laughing as she brushed her fingers through her hair. She began laughing as she saw Dylan holding a large plate of birthday cake pancakes. Mark held his phone up as he was recording her reaction. She covered her face with her hands as she was laughing. Her gaze switched towards Ethan who was standing beside the bed.

“-to you!” the boys finished singing as Dylan dramatically holds the large plate in front of her to blow out the candle. She blew out the candle as she shyly covered her face in her hands again.

“I just woke up, should’ve let me shower before you filmed me,” she mumbled as she looked towards Ethan.

“That’s no fun,” he mumbled as he walked towards her, leaning down and puckering his lips. She rolled her eyes playfully before she pecked his lips.

“Thank you guys, this means a lot,” she let out as she looked towards each of the boys, “Please tell me you guys are eating this with me, I can’t finished this,” she said as Dylan handed her the plate. 

“We all have forks,” Dylan said as they all pulled forked from their pockets at the same time. Mackie handed Ethan and Y/N forks as well. Ethan placed her lap desk onto the bed and she placed the plate down. 

~

The drive to Detroit took a lot longer than they had thought, which meant Y/N had to sit on Ethan’s lap a lot longer than expected because there was only seven seats and there was eight of them in total. Ethan didn’t mind, but Y/N was worried that Luke would see her once they all got to the restaurant. 

She kept her hand loosely around his neck as he supported her by wrapped his arms around her waist, her feet dangled onto Dylan’s lap. He kept untieing her shoes to mess with her. 

“How’s your birthday so far?” Ethan asked as he ran his hands up and down her exposed thigh, slowly, seductively. She turned her head towards him, as she played with the ends of his hair. Her fingertips grazed the skin along his neck. 

“It’s been really great,” she mumbled as she leaned towards him, kissing him. After a few seconds Dylan tugged on her foot.

“Will you guys wait till we get home,” Dylan groaned out. Y/N pulled away, a shy smile on her lips as she dropped her head against Ethan’s shoulder. He simply smirked towards Dylan. “What are you guys even doing anyway?” Dylan pressed as he tapped his fingers against the tip of her shoe. Y/N clenched her jaw as she lifted her head from Ethan’s shoulder. 

“Just having fun, you should try it sometimes Duker,” she teased. The entire car started laughing at her reply. Dylan rolled his eyes. Mackie parked the car in the parking lot of the giant restaurant. The boys slowly started climbing out of the car one by one. 

After Dylan and Rutger climbed out of the car, Y/N slowly climbed off of Ethan’s lap as she manuvered out of the car. Luke and Jack were waiting for them by the front of the restaurant. The whole group of boys were already saying hello to Luke and Jack when Ethan and Y/N finally approached the group.

“Happy birthday, little sis,” Jack expressed as he quickly engulfed her in a hug.

“Thank you,” she said as she slowly pulled away as she turned towards her younger brother. Luke hugged her tightly.

“Happy birthday,” he mumbled as he stared towards Ethan. Ethan was oblivious as he was talking with Jack. 

They all walked into the restaurant and were seated immediately as they had called ahead. They got the table at the center of the restaurant. Jack and Luke sat on the opposite ends of the table as Jack wanted to talk to the boys, many of them have looked up to him. Luke sat at the end of the table, across from Ethan and Y/N. It was as if it wasn’t a discussion for Ethan and Y/N to sit beside one another. It completely through Luke off. 

Ethan leaned over and whispered into her ear, “Duker has a point,” he pulled away. She turned her head to the side to scan his features. She took a small breath in before she shifted her gaze down towards the menu in front of her.

“What’s everyone thinking?” she asked, picking it up. Ethan looked over her side profile for a few seconds before he reluctantly looked away. His gaze ended up meeting Luke’s furious gaze. Ethan quickly dropped his eye towards the menu. 

“Steak from here is really good,” Rutger expressed from the other end of the table. Ethan nodded as he took a small sip of the lemon water in front of him. 

“They have spinach dip, you love that,” Y/N observed as she leaned towards Ethan. Luke continued to stare towards them, furiously. Ethan nodded as he absentmindedly reached beneath the table and rested his hand onto her thigh. Luke looked down, watching Ethan. He instantly kicked him. Ethan jolted. 

“Dude?!” Ethan let out as he met Luke’s gaze.

“Sorry, my foot fell asleep,” he let out while smiling. Ethan took in a sharp breath as he shifted his gaze back towards the menu. Y/N stared towards Luke with a disgusted look on her face. 

“Do you have a problem?” she asked him. Luke pouted his lips as he shook his head. The boys further down the table, looked towards her. “Then stop being an ass,” she whispered before she glanced towards Ethan. Luke rolled his eyes while clenching his jaw. 

“What’s the deal with you two?” Luke asked, his eyes widened. He was shocked he even spit out the words. “I mean why were you already in her room in her birthday video this morning?” Luke questioned. Y/N shifted her gaze towards Mark who was several seats away. He shrugged as he looked back down towards the water.

Ethan nervously rested his hand onto her thigh, it was a reflex at this point. “Dude, seriously?” Luke let out as he pointed beneath the table. Ethan huffed, a smile forming to his lips.

“We’re together, okay? Is that the answer all of you want? I know you guys seem to be up our asses about what we’re doing. So fine, you want us to put a label on it?” she glared towards Dylan who was sitting directly across from her, “Ethan and I are dating, happy?” she shifted her gaze towards Luke. 

Ethan looked towards her, a small smile on his lips. “We are?” his voice was barely audible. She turned her head to meet his gaze, she smiled excitedly. The entire table erupted into cheers except Luke. Ethan leaned towards her kissing her briefly.

Luke still stared towards Ethan furiously for a few seconds before he took a deep breath. He watched the genuine smile on his sister’s lips. Ethan reluctantly shifted his gaze towards Luke. “I will actually kill you if you hurt her,” Luke let out simply before he shifted his gaze back down towards the menu.

Ethan’s eyes widened, “Got it,” he mumbled before he looked back towards Y/N. “Is that his approval?” he whispered into her ear. She rolled her eyes playfully. 

“The best we’re gonna get,” she whispered.

Luke glanced down, noticing Ethan’s hand gliding up and down her thigh. He kicked him again. Ethan huffed slightly as he forced his gaze towards Luke. Slowly lifting his hand away from her frame, showing Luke both his hands as he gripped the menu. 

Y/N tilted her head to the side as she stared towards her younger brother. He looked away as if he wasn’t doing anything. She clenched her jaw as she forced a tight lip smile on her lips. 

“You never answered my question,” Luke said, meeting Ethan’s gaze. Ethan smiled while laughing.

“What now, Hughesy?” Ethan asked as he shook his head. 

“What were y’all doing in her room before the video?” he asked. 

“Sleeping! My God Lukey, will you stop?” she said while laughing.

#Ethan edwards #ethan edwards x reader #ethan edwards imagines #ethan edwards fic #nhl imagines #nhl #nhl x reader #nhl fic #hockey #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagines #luke hughes #luke hughes fanfic #umich imagine #umich hockey #umich #college hockey

[sunnified]

GENE HEADCANONS !

synopsis. a dive into the world of mystreet’s resident bad boy!

pairing. mystreet!gene x reader

content. general headcanons, includes a bit of pdh!gene, mentions of smoking, mentions of alcohol, potentially a few ooc gene points (shut up, these are MY headcanons), sasha and zenix, mentions of bullying.

word count. 1.3k

a/n. gene lovers, i see you, i hear you, i am one of you!!! for this lovely anon <3

𖤓 probably started the shadow knight gang in his freshman year, but nobody joined because they either weren’t “cool enough” or gene was too intimidating.

𖤓 he didn’t have a lot of friends during his first year because he was taller and more menacing than all the other freshman — i’m talking him being six foot, and by the end of high school he’s grown an extra three inches.

𖤓 tall!gene supremacy.

𖤓 gene attended his classes during freshman year since his mother was so excited for him to finally be going to high school — she was so proud of her oldest son growing up that she sobbed on his first day, snapping pictures of him in his uniform in front of the living room fireplace.

𖤓 he still ate his lunch outside, though.

𖤓 during the summer before sophomore year, he impulsively dyes a strand of his hair to match his younger brother’s. dante was so excited to see that blue streak that he cried.

𖤓 the blue faded as school started up again, and the two brothers never tell anyone else about it.

𖤓 he proposes the whole gang idea again in his sophomore year, except this time a silvery haired freshman takes an interest. she ends up recruiting another freshman, and the three of them become fast friends.

𖤓 he never says it out loud, but gene loves those two like they’re his own flesh and blood. they’re family, as far as he’s concerned.

𖤓 his own family life is a little bit rocky. gene’s father left when he was very young, and it broke his mother’s heart. he stepped up to help raise dante, but having a part of his childhood ripped away from him so young impacted gene more than he lets on.

𖤓 he went wild with freedom, upon reaching high school.

𖤓 the new founded shadow knights bond over terrorising freshman and sophomores alike, being a group of petty bullies for their first year as an ‘official gang’.

𖤓 gene also uses the group to look out for his little brother secretly, picking on kids who thought it was cool to tease dante.

𖤓 when gene’s junior year rolls around, another freshman takes interest in their little group, and he’s there testing how ‘hardcore’ this kid is. he turns out being pretty cool, and is inviter to hang out with them after vandalising an alleyway with their logo.

𖤓 he looks out for laurance whilst he’s apart of their group, going out of his way to make sure that older students stay away from him.

𖤓 when laurance ends up distancing himself from the shadow knights before eventually calling it quits, gene’s annoyed for sure. he offered everything he could to this little freshman, and in return he was labelled a bully and a bad guy.

𖤓 he picks up smoking in his junior year, and tries to hide it from both his mum and dante.

𖤓 he tried skateboarding for a little while, when zenix got into it, but eventually decided it wasn’t for him. and therefore stupid.

𖤓 he had a lot of influence over a select few students during high school, making them do his dirty work.

𖤓 honestly, phoenix drop high is where he learned to be such a manipulative little bastard. he never really grows out of this, but he does have a change of heart well into his adult life.

𖤓 any romantic relationship you develop with gene comes after high school. if you attended phoenix drop high and saw what he was like, you avoid him at all costs. if you don’t attend phoenix drop high and meet him in later years, gene thinks he still has a lot of changing to do before he’s ready for a relationship.

𖤓 he doesn’t go to college when he graduates high school. he passes all of his exams with average grades, but doesn’t want to continue on with education because he finds it boring.

𖤓 he lives at home for a while, trying to find his feet and figure out what he wants to do next with his life.

𖤓 ends up working at hot topic for a year, but gets fired for too many missed shifts.

𖤓 when sasha and zenix graduate, the three of them move into a shabby apartment together.

𖤓 you’re their most frequent visitor!

𖤓 he cares deeply, although he never words it.

𖤓 actions speak louder than words for him.

𖤓 when you’re visiting the apartment, cringing at the creaking floors and exposed wires, you can see how gene functions. he still has some small influence over his friends, scolding them when they argue, letting sasha do her college case studies on him, making sure zenix doesn’t accidentally sleep in when he’s scheduled a shift at work.

𖤓 you realise that the eyebags he wears are thanks to how hard he works without anyone ever really seeing it.

𖤓 maybe, that’s why you start crushing on him.

𖤓 he’s sly and teasing, a cover up for how awkward he really is when it comes to romance. he’s never had a boyfriend, girlfriend, or significant other before. even in high school, people were intimidated by him.

𖤓 everything is unsure with him when you do end up in a relationship, and he ends up disguising it as ‘baby steps’ so that you don’t immediately figure out he’s an intimacy-virgin.

𖤓 much later into the relationship, he confesses how you’re his first everything, to which you giggle softly. he thinks your laughter is his favourite sound.

𖤓 whilst he smokes quite often, he is much less likely to indulge in alcohol. he doesn’t mind the stuff, but he hates the way it makes him act.

𖤓 how does it make him act? emotional.

𖤓 it’s hilarious, watching how he embodies his mother and brother’s emotional state, clinging to you and hiding his face as he murmurs about how much he loves you and how you’re too good for him.

𖤓 i imagine that later in life, when the two of you end up moving into your first house together, he’s over the moon.

𖤓 of course, sasha and zenix are still there every other day. not that you mind, you’ve come to love having them around, and you know how much they mean to gene.

𖤓 he leaves most of the interior design up to you, although he does insist that the bedroom includes some variation of red.

𖤓 i imagine that gene ends up jumping jobs quite a few times, unable to settle in a place where he’d be happy to work for the rest of his life.

𖤓 in fact, with a bit of encouragement, he goes to college in his late twenties, living in your shared home with you supporting him.

𖤓 he works hard because he wants to make you proud. he wants to make his mother proud. he wants to make dante proud. he wants to make sasha and zenix proud. and he wants to prove everyone wrong about him.

𖤓 he ends up confiding in you about all of his feelings. he confesses that his childhood messed him up a little bit — no father figure to guide him and having to help raise his younger brother made gene resent dante slightly. even if none of it is his fault. he whispers to you that he regrets how he acted during high school, but he knows that he can’t change the past. he evens mumbles about he thinks you’re the best thing to ever happen to him, and he’d be a fool to ever let you go.

𖤓 when you kiss him, reassuring him that he’s not a bad person, he thinks of buying you a ring. after all, he can’t let you go, can he?

#𖤓 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃. #mystreet x reader #aphmau #mcyt #aphverse #mcd #minecraft diaries x reader #aphblr #aphmau mcd #mystreet gene #mystreet x you #mcd gene #gene #gene x reader #pdh gene #x reader #ask #mystreet #the shadow knights

[verystrxxwberry]

Hello Alex, I hope your exams went well! I noticed you have recently opened your rqs again, so I had to scoop right in hope you don't mind! may I have my eyes (and mind and soul) blessed with a headcannon of the Eldarya boys trying to get MC in the mood (what would they do, say, treat her etc) if you know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) btw its completely fine if you don't feel like it, just trying my luck! wishing you the best!

ELDARYA; routes when they try to turn you on (NSFW)

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: NSFW not heavy- simply suggestive, TO & ANE routes. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hi! My exams went decently, thanks for caring :). And of course you may get those headcanons. I hope you enjoy them.

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EZAREL

It is known that Ezarel likes to be the one starting physical contact as he doesn’t like to be touched all of sudden. When he is needy it will be obvious the moment he gets more touchy and not in very regular areas to touch in public. He rests his hand on your rear and gently caresses it with his thumb, or he even gives three or four kisses to your nape as he is hugging you from behind.

Sometimes he teases you, but he might not be horny at the moment. He likes to see your frustrated face and his grin makes it very obvious.

Mf will tease you and then leave you to go do something.

You will have to wait until you two are in private.

Whenever he tries to seduce you, he definitely uses his gaze to communicate it to you. You’d lose your focus because he’d be looking at your eyes with such a gaze that you’d love to hide yourself at that moment before he devours you. You know the predator look he gives when he wants something. You definitely can tell what kind of thoughts are on his mind.

He’s the kind of person who remembers very vividly your words and reactions. If he knows how you will react when he touches your knee under the table, he will. If he knows what you like by your own words, he’ll subtly put it into practice. So, yeah, you can say he seems to not listen but he always remembers. He has a good memory after all.

NEVRA

He’s gonna make you sit on his lap as he does some paperwork, or as you two simply cuddle in bed, or casually when ‘there are no chairs’ (there will def be). So when he feels a tiny bit silly, he makes sure that his leg is right in between yours and then shakes it a little. Just a little to check your reaction… 

When he sees you getting embarrassed about it, he’d start with the “aw, what’s wrong, dear?” as he shakes his leg again.

He uses that mocky tone of voice to make you mad at him for playing so dirty.

We all know he is really handsome, and he will definitely dress properly for good occasions. You’d never imagine to see Nevra prettier than he already is, but seeing him wearing a smoking changed your view completely. The tie resting comfortably against his chest, a very few buttons of his shirt untied to expose his collarbones, the way his hair is styled slightly different but without losing his essence. 

He knows he looks good and he’s gonna take advantage of it to be close to you and keep your eyes on him. He’d be talking to you and whenever he sees your attention goes somewhere, he plays with your hair a little to keep you with him. 

He’s not afraid to show his confidence, as he knows that it’s the most attractive thing about him. And definitely it is the thing about him that makes you easily aroused.  

VALKYON

Whenever Valkyon wants to achieve something he goes for the compliments. He is honest when he speaks and acts, so he’s not gonna hide the truth from you at any moment. When he teases you to get aroused is most likely because he also is and knows how the night would end up perfectly.

So yes, compliments. He checks you out constantly unconsciously, and casually mutters something related to the way you are looking that day. And it is positive. Valkyon might be realistic and honest, but he is completely in love with your appearance and personality, which will also compliment when you rant about anything.

His honesty can be a bit surprising though… to the point where he holds your hips and mutters to your ear the things he wishes to do to you at that moment. Remember the outfit he complimented on you before? Alright, he wants to take it out now.

He’s very good at dirty talk and more than once he’ll leave your legs shaky at how unexpected it can be the amount of naughty thoughts he’s got.

After stressful days, he loves to give you massages to make the tension get released from your body. When he sees how responsive you get by sighing from the pleasant feeling of being relaxed, he’ll give gentle kisses along your spine, up… down… and then reach your neck, or sometimes he’d reach lower... and you might know where.

He has an ace up his sleeve to fall back on when he runs out of ideas on how to make you feel ticklish somewhere. Valkyon is experienced in sexual terms, so he has had time to develop a kissing skill that will leave you breathless many times over. His kisses will leave you wanting more, and it's a factor he likes to play with a lot.

LEIFTAN

He’s a romantic one, and doesn’t doubt a single bit to show you his love for you. He truly spends time on planning every detail of a date, of a gift… he is able to make you satisfied in terms of quality. But about intimacy… he gets kinda nervous.

He generally doesn’t take initiative for these situations, but he’d try subtle intimate touches when you are in private to try his luck.

The best way to spend the night is by taking a warm bath with him, and if he wants to make things more heated, he wants your opinion first. You are resting your head in his chest, sitting right in between his legs as he basically holds you comfortably. Then you feel how his hands caress your belly and he asks against your ear “Is this alright?”

The way he simply whispers it, in a low and gentle tone, is capable of melting you. He is happy when you give him the green light, and he’s gonna worship you as if you were a superior being.

He sometimes pulls your legs into his lap and gives gentle caresses to your knee. Sometimes he isn’t aware of his hand going lower to your thigh, resting it there and rubbing his thumb gently against the flesh.

LANCE 

I honestly don’t think he’d turn you on on purpose. It would be by his genuine attractive habits.

It wasn’t until he met you that he started using cologne for special occasions. Of course he put on deodorant (when he didn’t forget), which already made him smell really good. But then he started using cologne to be around you. His scent has always been attractive to you, it was manly yet refreshing, but whenever he puts on cologne it makes you want to glue to his clothes and never forget that scent.

He rests his hand on your lower back when he feels like it. He has a big hand and it’s a big dude itself, so he likes to feel like he can protect you. As you walk he guides you with his hand, by pressing it a little tighter on your lower back and sometimes your waist. 

Lance loves to rub his thumb on your nape and scalp as he is listening to you talk, a thing that makes you unable to focus most of the time.

Whenever you talk to him in public he tends to lean a little bit towards you to listen to you or talk back to you. He loves to lean closer to you in general.

Oh, and he is aware of your reactions, but won’t make it obvious. He feels very proud though. Even though there will be moments in which he’ll keep playing because after all… he can also be a little bit aroused around you.

You can see a smug smirk threatening to get bigger as he looks at you. Well not at your eyes but your lips.

And he sometimes stares at your lips with hidden hunger, and you won’t realize until he presses his thumb against your bottom lip and caresses it slowly. He will also use this method to make you quiet whenever you’re speaking too much. 

MATHIEU

He doesn’t think about turning you on until he is also turned on, but he is a little bit shy about it. 

His main card is his charm. He knows how to make you laugh, how to be kind and gentle towards you. He’s gonna treat you as his royalty, offering you his hand or arm to walk, giving you soft kisses on the forehead, saying sweet nothings in a loving way.

Physically, he doesn’t dare to do much other than using his nails to caress your back and arms. He can get clingy when he needs anything, and he gets suddenly distant when it’s related to a sexual way because he doesn’t want to be so tiring with that.

He will even ask you if it’s alright for you that he kisses you. It won’t be a normal kiss though. You’d feel his hunger for you on it and it’d be contagious.

He has the unconscious habit of being close to you, and you’d constantly feel his chest on your back, his arms hugging you from behind… and sometimes the full package iykwim.

More than once he’d grind himself against you, and it’s hard to not melt at that instant when he does that, adding his small growl to tease you as well. 

This is up to the tastes of some ppl, but just saying that for him it is natural to walk around shirtless, even in the dorm. This is simply for his own comfort, and who knows, sometimes to flex his muscles for you hah.

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#: ̗̀➛ alex's eldarya hcs! #eldarya headcanons #eldarya #beemoov #headcanons #scenarios #eldarya smut #nevra #leiftan #ezarel #valkyon #lance #mathieu #writing

[pilot-boi]

What are everyone’s favourite cereals in RRAYENNBOW? And you can include Qrow and mercury if you want to

And I SHALL include them

Ruby: Special K. She doesn’t actually have that much of a sweet tooth, and she’s gotta stay fit. Plus it has strawberries and turns the milk pink

Weiss: Doesn’t really eat cereal (coffee or death) but if she has to choose, probably Chex. She just thinks they’re neat

Blake: Gonna go with Honey Bunches of Oats. First of all, bees. Second of all, they remind her of the good times on the road with granola bars and what not

Yang: Kix. I know she’s the punch girl, but come on. Tell me she wouldn’t love Kix. Wish I had more to say about this one, but I just feel it in my bones

Jaune: Used to be Pumpkin Pete’s, but then ya know. Also he never really liked it that much, he just wanted the hoodie really badly. So i don’t know why but i really see him liking Cinnamon Toast Crunch

Pyrrha: Life (jkjk) Health nut that she is, it’s not one of the super sugary ones. But it’s also not like… bran flakes. Unironically think she’d really love Honey Nut Cheerios

Nora: Fucking Sugar Blast Supremes or something, let’s be real. She hoards the cereals from Halloween time, Count Chocula, and Boo Berry, and Frankenberry. Just the most synthetic shit you’ve ever seen

Ren: Raisin Bran. Because he’s a monster. He actually really likes it, but he hates the texture of the raisins in the milk, so he painstakingly removes every raisin, eats all the cereal, and then eats all the raisins

Oscar: He didn’t get a lot of cereal brands out on the farm, lots of morning oatmeal and eggs and whatnot. But once he made it to the big city, he absolutely fell in love with Froot Loops. And yes, he gets teased relentlessly for liking the most kiddy cereal ever

Emerald: Think she’d really like Apple Cinnamon Cheerios. Or just normal Cheerios. In milk, or just plain, she loves those things. They were cheap to buy (or steal) so they were one of the few cereals she actually had

Mercury: Reese’s Puffs. With his dad, it was only healthy food, or nothing at all. But he’d see the commercials on TV. So after killing Marcus, I kid you not, Mercury ate nothing but Reese’s Puffs for like a week. And then he was sick. But it was worth it. And yes, he knows the entire rap

Qrow: Again, like Weiss, coffee or death. But I feel like he’d also like Honey Nut Cheerios. I really don’t know why, they’re so un-Qrow. But maybe that’s exactly why he’d like them

#rwby #ruby rose #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #lie ren #oscar pine #emerald sustrai #mercury black #qrow branwen #mine #asks #Remy steel official

[weaveandwood]

Writing prompt - You and Gale are in the markets - What happens next.

I'm sorry if these annoy you.

These never annoy me! I love writing them. I've had some pretty intense writer's block this week, and I think this one helped me work through it. Happy Saturday!

NSFW 18+ Word Count: 2200 CN: Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Gale x Named Female Tav

“What do you think? The sweet roll stand next?” Ora asked, her hands full of boxes and bags from the shopping they had just finished up at the Waterdeep market. She had been home for a month, a whole glorious month, and they had settled into something comfortable. She hadn’t gotten that far off look in her eye at all this extended break, and Gale’s anxieties about waking up to find her gone without a trace had disappeared. 

It was an unseasonably warm fall day - not that Gale was complaining. His wife flourished in the sunshine, and though she was never really one to show a lot of her skin in public, when she got warm she tended to wear a top without sleeves. This one had thin straps and was deliciously low cut, showing off one of his favorite parts of her body - though if he were being honest, everything about her body was his favorite. It was all he could do not to stare, and she had caught him more than once in just the last hour. Gale, eyes up here, she had said, playfully bumping into him as they walked down the crowded street. I’m sorry, you are just so beautiful, I can’t take my eyes off of you. You can’t blame a husband for admiring his wife, he had replied in an attempt to save himself from further teasing. 

He held some of the boxes and watched her make small talk with the vendor, who had become fast friends with her once she was home more regularly. She asked about her latest adventure, how her poor husband was faring without her, if she had tasted any better rolls in any of her travels. “Never, I always look forward to getting these ones, best in Faerun!” Ora responded with her sincere smile that lit up her face and made Gale fall deeper in love, if that was even possible. Still, it was impossible to not notice from his vantage point behind her how her leggings hugged every curve, the years of adventuring honing her body into a masterpiece. One that he was finding he needed to get his hands on. Soon.

Ora turned around then, a small box of rolls in hand and caught Gale with a dark look in his eyes. One she recognized well, one she loved being on the receiving end of. 

“See something you like, sir?” She smiled at him as he moved his eyes slowly up her body, taking her in, committing her to memory just as he did every single time he looked at her. He closed the distance between them, leaning down and whispering in her ear. 

“It is taking all my self control right now not to take you into a dark side street and take these maddening clothes off of you and show you just how much I like what I see.” 

A sharp intake of breath. She liked when he spoke to her like this, detailing the things he wanted to do to her. “Hmm, it’s really too bad Waterdeep doesn’t really have dark side streets at midday, I would be quite willing to go along with your request. You know, it’s a shame I don’t wear dresses really, I see how they can be convenient for this kind of activity. What are you going to do about this problem?” She smiled, a devilish look on her face.

Gods, he loved her. 

“The tower is much closer than the cabin from here…” he trailed off. They hadn’t spent much time in the tower since that third Midwinter Festival when everything went wrong. Still, they were almost at the end of the market. “Or there’s the inn a street over that we could rent for the night. Repeat our second Midwinter?” He remembered that night fondly - the night with the glowing rabbits. The night he was so nervous she wouldn’t show up. The night she did, and made him believe that they could be real again. 

“Let’s go to the corner and then you can cast Dimension Door to get us to the tower?” she said, surprising Gale who completely forgot in his desire that he could essentially get them anywhere he could see. Usually, he preferred to take a leisurely stroll through his beloved city. “Quickly,” she added. This was not the occasion for a leisurely stroll.  

A short, dizzying time later, they stood in front of the tower, Gale unlocking the warded door. As it opened, he let Ora enter first. He shut the door behind them and put the boxes on the entry table before grabbing her hand, spinning her around and kissing her deeply. 

“I’ve been wanting to do that since we walked into the market.” He smiled, leaning his forehead against hers. “You are addictive.” He reached down to her top, untying the lace keeping it tight against her body, loosening it slowly. He trailed kisses from her lips, to her cheek, to her neck. He felt her breathing pick up as he ran his fingers along them hem of her top, slipping under it and lifting it over her head. He stepped back, looking at her - this woman who was so beautiful, so fearless, so sexy, and somehow his. She made eye contact with him as she kicked off her boots, then quickly pulled down her leggings and underwear, leaving her naked in the entryway of the tower. 

He pounced. 

His hands were everywhere. He honestly needed more hands, his desire to feel every inch of her skin was so great he contemplated conjuring a few before deciding against it. For now. He pressed her against the wall, kissing her with a fervor reminiscent of when he was a younger man, an apprentice at Blackstaff, eager to impress, eager to bed equally eager classmates.Their tongues slid against each other as Ora reached between them to unbutton his linen shirt. He quickly shrugged it off, tossing it across the room. 

“Gods, you’re so...perfect” she said, looking at him in wonder as though it was her first time seeing him. As though she didn’t say the exact same thing the night before as they made love in front of the fireplace in the cabin. His lean, athletic build, though not as muscular as he once was when they met, the fine smattering of hair across his chest, down his stomach, leading even further down his body, and his gorgeous skin tone ticked all her boxes. He was everything she desired. She kissed his neck and he unbuttoned his linen pants and quickly let them pool to the floor along with his underwear before kicking them out of the way. 

He reached up to her breasts, the objects of his desire all morning. He paid them proper attention with his hands before bending down, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking on it lightly, feeling it get hard before moving to the other one. He flicked his tongue over them, her soft moans only steering him onward as he kissed his way down her body as he got on his knees in front of her. He stopped at each small scar on her stomach - some from her times as a Scout, some from their own adventure, some newer. Each scar was given reverence and appreciation for healing and not taking her from him. She looked down at him, his own personal goddess, and he was here to worship. 

She gasped as he placed one hand on her stomach, the other lifting her leg to drape over his shoulder. He looked up at her and with a flattened tongue, licked her from her entrance to her swollen bundle of nerves. She laid her hands on his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she adjusted her angle, using both him and the wall for support. He continued licking, tasting her, humming softly against her soft skin, slick with her own arousal as she moaned softly, faint echoes reverberating through the entryway with its high ceiling. She sounded like music.

“You taste so sweet, my love,” he said as he looked up at her, leaning his head against her thigh that was resting on his shoulder. He gently lowered her thigh from his shoulder, kissing it gently. He kissed her hip bone, then back up her stomach. His tongue dragged a path from her breasts up to her neck, and she felt him pressing against her, hard with want.  “But now, I need to feel you around me,” he said softly into her ear, his warm breath sending tingles through her body. “Shall we pretend we’re in that dark side street now, my love?” He whispered the spell for darkness near her ear, a faint purple glow emanated from his hands as he channeled the Weave, his movements confident and assured as the light disappeared from the entryway. 

“You do know I can still see, right?” Ora laughed as kissed him, the elven side of her heritage giving her darkvision, able to make out Gale as if he was bathed in a dim grey light. 

“Well, we will have to remedy that,” he said, his hand caressing her face lightly, feeling the shape of it. Running the pad of his thumb over her soft cheek, tracing its way down the deep scar he loved, though she had been a little self conscious about it when their relationship had transitioned from flirtations to something more. She was so fierce. He put his hands on her waist, turning her around to face the wall. He kissed the back of her neck, hearing her breath catch. He pressed against her, his hardness pressed into her delicious curves. 

“I need you, Gale. Now,” she moaned as he flicked the tip of her ear with his tongue, driving her mad. She arched her back, pressing her hips back against him as his hands roamed over her backside. He kissed her shoulder as he wrapped one hand around himself, pulling her hips back slightly with the other to get a good angle as he positioned himself at her entrance. 

“Then you shall have me,” he whispered as he pressed into her, slowly at first - he always loved the feeling of her giving around him as he entered her, her warm body enveloping him. He moaned as she took him as far as he would go, fully seated inside her. “Gods, Ora, you…” he lost his train of thought as he pulled his hips back and thrusted into her again. And again. And again. 

“Have I made…the verbose Gale Dekarios…speechless?” She panted as he pressed her into the wall, her chest flat against it. Her hands braced against the wall to give them both a little leverage and support. She was completely his for the taking. 

His arm wrapped around her waist, his hand pressing flat against her stomach to hold her close to him, his chest against her back. He preferred being able to see her face while fucking her, but holding her body tight against his was nearly as good. He moved his hips faster, the sound of their pants and moans echoing through the high ceilings of the entryway. 

“You take the words from my mouth whenever I am inside you. You render me quite incapable of coherent thought.” He held on to her tighter, one of his hands lowering down her stomach, reaching between her legs to rub her sensitive clit, to help her find her release as he felt his own approaching. “I love you,” he moaned as he kissed her shoulder, sucking it lightly.

She called out his name, her breathing labored as her knees buckled slightly. He dug his fingers into the soft skin of her abdomen to support her better as he felt her starting to tighten around him. “That’s it, Ora, come for me. Please, let me feel you come around me,” he panted, fucking her hard, his hips snapping against her with each deep thrust, a fire pooling low in his abdomen. 

“Gods!” she cried out, arching her back more as she reached her peak. He felt her pulse and flutter around him, sending him crashing over his own precipice. He closed his eyes and threw his head back as he felt himself fill her up, his own cries joining with hers to form a beautiful chorus. 

Spent, he pulled out of her, kissing the back of her neck, her earlobe, her shoulders. He turned her around and pressed her back against the wall again before kissing her deeply. 

“I love you,” he said before he channeled the Weave again, bringing light back into the entryway so he could look upon his love. He tucked a strand of hair that had worked its way loose behind her ear, smiling as he did. She smiled back at him, and his heart swelled. 

“I love you, too.”

He kissed her deeply, then took her hand, leading her up the stairs to the bedroom, to the bed they once shared. They stayed there all night, making love in it twice more before the sun rose the next morning and they went back to their cabin.

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