#her little giggle as he drags her to the dance floor is too cute I'm crying
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Hi I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a fem!reader x 2008 Tom where the reader attended this big fan party thrown by Tokio Hotel and Tom kind of like brings her to their VIP area and fucks after they dance??
that's so cute!!
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well, there you were, dressed in your low waist bootcut jeans and your tight t-shirt. you stood there, close to the wall, lights invading your vision and songs filling your ears.
your throat burned with the taste of the awfully sweet punch, and you were seriously craving some water. but you were too nervous to leave your current spot; woe is you.
you scan the area meticulously, hoping to find your friend but much to your chagrin, you see nothing but the sea of teenagers. the last you saw of her was when she got guided away by some guy.
leaning against the wall once more, you heave a sigh. you look back down at your drink and bring the red plastic cup to your lips, drinking the sweet punch once more.
you grimace slightly at the overwhelming taste of additives.
"hey, you okay?" you hear a voice call out in your direction and you recognise it instantly.
you turn to look at the person who called out and your heart could've went into cardiac arrest right there.
in his usual baggy attire, his dreads pulled up into a ponytail, his headband-cap combo on, it's none other than the fan favourite Tom Kaulitz. you hear a bunch of girls whisper as he approaches you.
he smiles and hands you an ice cold water bottle, "here."
"um, thanks." you say, taking the water bottle and cracking the cap open. you chug down the contents, to which earns you a little giggle from him.
"the punch is really sweet, right?" he asks, taking his spot right next to you, "I can't handle drinking it either."
"yeah." you reply, twisting the cap back onto the bottle.
"say, I've never really seen you around before," he says, "first time?"
"yep," you awkwardly laugh, "I don't really know what to do."
"your friend's having the time of her life," he says, nudging his head over to the side of the crowd where your friend was grinding onto the guy who invited her to dance.
a little chuckle escapes your lips.
"you dance?" he asks, reaching his hand out for you to take.
you ponder for a little bit before placing your water bottle on the nearby table and take his hand, "sure."
he pulls you into the dance floor, just in time as britney spears begins playing. you can feel his hand on your waist, his hips grinding against yours, and you can smell the cigarette smoke on his breath.
and for some odd reason, that's hella hot.
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his jacket covers your body as the wind blows in your direction, as if welcoming you back outside. you watch as he pulls out his box of Marlboro reds and lights up one of the cigarettes.
he notices your eyes lingering on his figure and he smiles, offering you the stick, "you smoke?"
"I..." you were about to decline when you decided that one puff couldn't hurt. you nod and reach in to take it.
he takes a drag before handing it to you. you look at it tentatively, before placing it in between your lips and taking a long drag.
the smoke stings the back of your throat and you pull out the cigarette, coughing puffs of grey.
you hear him laugh and you groan, "not funny."
"don't swallow the smoke." he chuckles.
you pass the cigarette back to him and he inhales another round, before exhaling it. you watch silently as he does so. maybe it's the lighting or the fact that you just danced with him, but you understand why he's the fan favourite.
you can't help but find yourself entranced. he looks down at you and smirks, before saying softly, "what? in love already?"
"no," you respond softly, "you're just hot."
he laughs again, "I know I am."
you roll your eyes, before whispering, "I think I'm gonna do something I might regret."
"really?" he asks, throwing his cigarette onto the floor and stepping on it.
"yeah." you nod.
"like what?" he turns to face you.
"like this." you respond, standing on the tip of your toes to kiss him.
you pull away and quickly step aside to return inside, but he quickly grabs your hand and says, "you're not escaping this that easily."
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"oh--fuck, Tom!" you whine softly, pressing your face against the pillow as he pistons his hips into yours.
his hands grip your hips to keep you in place as he stretches you open, as well as render you unable to move away from him. he grins and says, "what? are you regretting it now?"
you weren't. but you weren't gonna tell him that now, obviously.
you let out a low rumble from the depths of your throat, your eyes rolling back into your skull as the tip of his girthy cock hits your g-spot repeatedly.
the way he's holding you so tightly, you were sure to wake up with a few bruises in the morning. your mind grows hazy with each pump, a choked moan being the only thing that leaves your throat.
"good girl." he praises, which makes you moan.
"you like that?" he snickers, "you like it when I call you good girl?"
"uh-huh..." you mumble as the wet slaps of his hips against your ass fill the silence.
he hits a spot of you that makes your back arch and your walls clench around you, which draws a hiss from his lips, "fuck...yeah, that's right...you're perfect for me, aren't you?"
you whimper, both your heart and your stomach full of him.
"made to be mine," he whispers, "moulded for my dick, hm?"
the songs from the ongoing afterparty seeps through the gap of the door and though muffled, it accompanies the erotic melody happening in the VIP room currently.
he slowly removes his hands from your hips and one rests at his side while the other brings your hair up into a ponytail. he tugs on it, pulling your head back, which shows him the perfect view of your fucked out face.
he laughs softly, "that's a good girl..."
you've never really had sex before, but your gut tells you that nobody else will ever be able to pleasure you this deeply ever again. the way he fills you up can't be put into words.
you can't think of anything else. not your phone buzzing on the nightstand, probably your friend calling you, not how you're probably about to get involved in some controversy later on...all you could think of was him.
he slowly readjusts his position and brings your hips higher, until your tummy is off the bed, and thrusts into you again. his pace is slow and sensual until it picks up into rough and merciless.
you moan quietly as you look up at the headboard, watching how it smacks against the wall and how the bed creaks ever so slightly with every push and pull.
your thighs begin to tremble, signalling you of an oncoming orgasm but he notices it as well, and stops abruptly. you whine, "why'd you stop? that's not fair..."
"just a change of position, sweetheart," he says quietly, flipping you over so your back is against the soft bed, "be good for me, yeah?"
you nod, simply waiting for the pleasure to return to you.
he smiles and lines his cock up against your entrance once more, before shoving it in. you groan at the feeling of him stretching you out once more.
without warning, he picks up the pace once more. he thrusts into you harshly, which elicits another sultry moan from you. his eyes fixate on the little bulge that's forming everytime thrusts inwards.
he grins as he pushes the bulge down using his index finger and middle finger, his thumb to stabilise his hand. you whine, kicking your feet slightly, which makes him even more amused.
each thrust fulfills you, and you find the knot in your lower abdomen tightening itself once more. your thighs begin trembling, and he says softly, "come on, cum with me..."
you abide by his command, and your breath hitches while your vision turns black. spots of white decorate the ebony, before you slowly regain your sight.
his movements become more erratic, fast and ruthless. you pant softly while he continues his assault on your pussy, before finally pulling out and cumming on your stomach.
your body is covered in a thin sheen of sweat, illuminated by the lousy LED lights that cover the top of the ceiling. he smiles down at you and brushes your hair away from your face.
his voice is gentle as he says, "there you go, that's a good girl...mhm, felt good, didn't it?"
you nod tiredly, feeling your body already drained.
but he grins and says, "well, we're not stopping there. we're gonna keep going until you remember every inch of me."
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#tokio hotel#y2k#tom kaulitz#tom kaulitz x reader#tom kaulitz x y/n#tom kaulitz x you#tom kaulitz smut#tokio hotel x reader#tokio hotel fanfic
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A game of UNO*
Summary: Harry and Y/N play a game of strip UNO. The rules are made up by Harry himself.
Pairing: bestfriend!harry x reader
Word count: 4K
Warnings: No actual smut, as in P in V. Just a LOT of tension and ofc sexual topics such as stripping, making out, boners etc.
A/N: It's been soooo long since I last properly wrote something. So I'm so excited to have a brand new one-shot for y'all. Please let me know what you think!! Enjoy! <3
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Like they say; as we mature, the relationship matures with us. And so does the friendship between Y/N and Harry. The countless weekends going out to pubs are now spent mostly in the comfort of their own homes playing board games and watching movies. Of course, they like to drink, and God they still drink quite a lot. But they don’t care for loud music and sweaty people all around them.
Nearly every weekend they come together and spend time like they always do. Downing a few bottles of white, munching on a delicious charcuterie platter, and just enjoying each other’s company. Today was like no other. Harry perched down in the corner of the comfy sofa and Y/N is getting the glasses ready for the delicious liquid.
“Can we watch The Notebook tonight?” Y/N said as she walked into her living room with two wine glasses and the bottle of white she had been craving all day. Harry simply chuckles and gives her a judgemental look. “What?” She asks him.
“Haven’' we seen tha' movie like a billion times already?” He laughs. Secretly Harry is a sucker for a good romance movie and Y/N is all too familiar with his preferences. When they were both still in their teen years and just met in school, Y/N had never seen The Notebook before and Harry insisted she needed to see it.
“I mean yes, but you know I love this movie.” Y/N states, remote control in her hand to turn on the movie with a smirk on her face. She lets out a sneaky giggle, getting all comfy against his body stretched out on the sofa. Harry’s strong arm wraps around her body so naturally. His musky scent immediately relaxing her.
Halfway through the movie, Harry gets bored. Each of them are two glasses of wine in and Harry is just ready for some action. He lifts his body off of the couch making Y/N whine at the loss of contact. He makes his way to your board game stash. His feet drag across the floor and his hips sway from left to right, dancing his way to the cabinet. She laughs at him, the dork.
“What are you doing?” She questions, he is so cute dancing around your living room with his glass in his hand.
“I am done watching tha' movie, again. Wanna play a game.” He says with a mischievous smirk across his face. The little twinkle in his eyes tells her he really is up to no good. He opens the top drawer of the board game cabinet and pushes around some of the stuff in there.
“Ah! There i’ is.” Harry chuckles. He turns around holding her pack of UNO in his right hand. He brings it back over to the coffee table and opens up the little box as he sits down on the floor.
“You don’t want to watch a movie we’ve seen a billion times yet you do wanna play a game we have played a billion times?” She questions Harry, although she has a feeling that there’s a catch. The look on his face tells her he is not about to propose a simple game of UNO.
“See, you go' tha' wrong love.” The smirk on his face is only growing bigger and bigger. “There's a twis'.” The scared look on Y/N’s face is priceless to Harry. She grabs the remote control to press pause, putting all her attention on the man in front of her.
“How abou’ we add some spicy rules to the game?” The room falls silent aside from the heavy breathing escaping her lips.
“What do you mean, Harry?” She whispers.
“I thin’ you know exactly wha’ I mean, dear.” He says as he starts shuffling the cards. “Okay so, since it’s jus' the two of us, we shouldn’' make too many additions. How abou' every time you can match a numbered card or wild card with the mos' recently played card, the other person has to take off one clothing item.” His gaze never leaves her eyes. He starts dealing the cards as if he expects her to just go along with his plan. “Let’s also say for every +2 played, the other person also has to take off one item instead of drawing two cards.” And that’s how the rules are played out.
“I don’t know, Harry.” She says looking down at the cards as she picks them up in her hand one by one. Her first card is a yellow 1. She looks at the second card before she adds it to her hand, a red reverse card. The third card she picks up has her widening her eyes, a yellow +2. She picks up the rest of the cards and she joins Harry on the floor beside the coffee table. She has already decided to play along.
“What if this ruins our friendship?” She asks.
“Then we’ll stop bein’ friends.” Harry chuckles, lust covering his eyes.
“We can’t stop being friends just because of a game of UNO, Harry.”
“Wha' if afterwards, you don’' wan’ be friends and you want’ be more than tha’.” The flirty smirk on his face is weakening her entire body. Fuck. She’s had the longest crush on the man in front of her. Her whole body is yearning to be close to him. Of course, she wants to be way more than that.
“This would have to be the most seductive game of UNO for that to happen.” She tries to shrug off the nerves in her body. Not really doing a great job at just that.
“Shu' up and play your firs' card.”
Harry flips over the top card of the deck. A green 1 laying flat on the table. She takes a look at the cards in her hand. There’s no green so she decides on a yellow 1. She places down the card and a hissing sound coming from Harry’s lips pulls her attention to his eyes. The look on his face looks like pure mischief. His long fingers drag through his cards. He pinches one of them in between his thumb and pointer finger with a big smirk on his lips. God, he looks so kissable.
She takes a big chug from her glass. Harry slams down his card, showing the yellow 1 matching your card perfectly.
“I would’ve never guessed I’d be getting you ou' of your clothes so quickly.” His voice was low and husky. Her wine glass barely touches the table before she brings it back to her lips for another chug making Harry chuckle at her nerves.
She thinks for a second before she hooks her fingers on the welt of her right sock. Her knees press into her chest and she takes both socks off, one by one.
“Hold on, this ain’' fair. You’re wearing more clothes than I am.” Harry states as she see his brain calculating. They’re both wearing socks, jeans and a T-shirt. But Harry refers to what’s underneath that. Suddenly she feel thankful for deciding on wearing a bra today.
“Well, I guess that’s just my advantage of being forced to strip for you.” She shrugs.
“I did no' force you.” He pouts making her giggle. She looks at the table to check back in with the card that’s last been played before diving back into her cards. She can’t help but let the slightest smirk appear on her lips before she plays the yellow +2 in her hands.
“Fuck.” Harry laughed. “Off with the socks we go.” He continues as he takes both of them off in a swift motion. He adds them to where her socks are piled up together.
Harry looks in his cards. There is a red +2 in his hand which he could just play right now but he decides to keep that one in his hand for a little longer. Instead, he takes out a yellow 5.
Y/N sighs, feeling relieved that she doesn’t have to get rid of any more clothes right now. The anxious yet thrilling feeling is riling her up. She have never felt any excitement like this before. Harry and Y/N have been friends since forever and she has had the biggest crush on him for nearly as long. Her eyes always lingered a bit too long when they went to swimming together and he was in just his swimming trunks. Or the goosebumps his touch left on her skin as his fingers danced along her arm as a small sign of affection. Friendly affection, but it still made her feel all sorts of ways.
Both of them play a couple of cards before Harry has a big smirk plastered across his face again. Uh oh. His fingers stride along his cards again before he picks one. He places a red 7 on top of your blue 7.
“Wouldn’' i' have been fun if your seven was blue too?” He says as he scooches a bit closer, their legs now touching.
“Stooop, you make me nervous.” She blushes.
“Don’' be. It’s jus' me.” Harry reassures her and wraps his empty hand around her ankle. His thumb moved in soft strokes up and down. She knows he tries to calm her down but every stroke of his thumb is sent straight to her clit.
Y/N plays a red reverse card. Allowing her to play another card since it’s a two-player game of UNO. She’s all out of red so she draws a card, a red 4. She places it down and look back up to Harry who still has his hand on her ankle.
“Isn’' tha' fortunate?” Harry teases.
“Just from you saying that, I know there’s nothing fortunate about it for me.” She mumbles as she frightens the next card that he will put on the table.
Harry has a twinkle in his eyes looking at the card in his hand. The red +2 is going to get rid of her first clothing item that’ll actually reveal some skin. Harry too had been pining over her for years. He started loving her in a bit more than just a friendly kind of way around the age of 16. Now 13 years later, nothing had changed. Both of them had been dating people, trying to distract themselves from the massive crushes on each other. But at the end of the day, they always came back to each other.
He finally places his card down, an excited look on his face. But she quickly takes her green +2 and smack it down on the table.
“Hah!” She yelps. “That makes two items for you to be gone!”
“Nah, ah love. Haven’' you read the rules before?” He states. “We both have to get rid of one item.” Harry smirks. Mr know it all, why does he know all rules of UNO? Probably because they have played it so many times.
“+2 plus +2 equals drawing four cards. Simple.” She argues but Harry already pulled out the rules from the box. He reads out the bit about how when your opponent plays a +2 card, you have to draw two cards and afterwards may continue your turn. Y/N is kinda sad that Harry isn’t going to get rid of both his jeans AND t-shirt.
Harry takes hold of the hem of his shirt with both his arms crossed before he drags the fabric over his head. In the meantime, she stands up to unbutton her jeans. She gets distracted by the beautiful sight in front of her. His abs are gorgeously on display with his tattoos on there like a piece of art. Harry had always been hot. But he started working out with a personal trainer roughly two years ago and he got so muscular after that.
“Wha' are you doing?” Harry asks as he throws his shirt on top of both of their socks. He softly chuckles at her eyes staring down at his torso.
“Ehm, sorry. I was taking off my jeans.” She states, causing Harry to groan. He wagged a disapproving finger. “What?” She asks him.
“Should’ve jus' taken off your shirt.” He mumbles before he picks up his cards from the table. His eyes go from the discard pile on the table to the cards in his hand. There are no more green cards in his hand so he draws a card. Luckily it’s a green one so he places it on the pile.
“Hmnf, nah. I’ll keep my shirt on for a bit longer.” She mumbles softly. Being shirtless always makes her feel so exposed. Her insecurities would peak without a shirt so she’d rather keep it on for as long as possible. Harry notices how she tries to hide herself. His hand finds its place back on her ankle and slowly travels up to her calf, stroking up and down.
“Y’ have no idea how god damn beautiful you are, don'' you?” He reassures and she tries to shrug it off.
Both of them have a few cards left in hand but none of them are useful. They draw a few cards, and some of them are played immediately. Y/N look at her cards and forges a plan. With a smirk on her face, she plays a wild card allowing her to change the active colour to blue. But she has instant regret when she sees a smirk on Harry’s face that’s even wider than her own.
His fingers pick a card from his hand but before he places it down he tugs it back and picks up another one to play. A simple blue 9 lays down on the table. But the twinkle in his eyes never left.
She sighs and take a big sip of wine to empty her glass. She places her cards down on the table and gets up to grab the bottle of wine in the fridge.
“Cute undies.” Harry coos since her shirt doesn’t reach past her bum.
She comes back with the cold bottle and fills up both of their glasses, emptying the second bottle of the evening. The glasses are a bit full but who cares? She places the bottle down on the coffee table and sits back in her spot.
The plan she made a few minutes ago still works, she plays a blue reverse card allowing her to take another turn since it’s just the two of them playing. Next, she plays a blue skip card to grant her another turn. And last up she plays a plain blue 6. During all three of these cards, the smirk on Harry’s face grew back more comprehensive and she just knows what is coming.
The blue +2 that hits the table was expected, and is followed by a shout of UNO!
“Fuck.” She mumbles and takes a gulp from her glass. “Fine.” She continues before she grabs the hem of her shirt. She drags it out, trying to hold off for as long as possible. But the anticipation is turning Harry on even more. Of course, he has seen her in a bikini before, but this is different. This feels different.
Her shirt is added to the growing pile in front of the sofa. Harry notices how she feels a bit uncomfortable. Her eyes avoid his and she is unsure where to actually look. His hand reaches out for her and slides from her upper arm all the way down to her hand. He holds onto it for a little while, squeezing ever so softly.
“You really are the pretties' thing I’ve ever seen.” He reassures her by giving her the exact confidence boost she needed.
After Y/N plays her second to last card, Harry is able to finish the game by playing his very last card. Leaving him in his jeans and boxers and her in just her bra and panties.
“Let’s go for another round.” She states and already starts collecting all cards to shuffle them. Harry chuckles at her newly gained confidence. He is so ready to play a second round.
She deals the cards, places the deck back on the table, and flip over the top card of the deck. A yellow 4 is laying on the table.
“Since I won las' round, you may star' this round."
She places down a green 4 on top of the yellow one on the table. A simple but steady start, she thinks.
“Oh shi’.” Harry says and places down the green 4 he already had in his hand, ready to play. “I’m so sorry, love. You don’t have to…” He adds, suddenly getting nervous at the realization he is finally going to see her topless after years of wondering and imagining what she’d look like underneath.
“The game’s the game.” She states and lets her hand travel to her back to unclasp her bra. Harry gulped, feeling more nervous than he ever had before in his life. His heart was pounding as he looked into her eyes and saw the unmistakable desire there. He had no idea what she is thinking but he is fascinated by her daringness.
He watches as she pushes the straps of her bra off of her shoulders and drops the garment to the ground. She lets out a deep sigh of pleasure as her breasts become the focus of his attention, and the look in his eyes tells her he wants her just as much as she wants him.
She feels incredibly sexy and alluring. For a brief moment, their eyes meet. She feels a strange and wonderful stirring in her stomach. Her cheeks flush, and she quickly looks away. At that moment, she just knows that she is in trouble.
Without saying anything, she swiftly moves on with the game by placing down her green 8. Harry can’t seem to keep his eyes away from her for too long, giving her an enormous confidence boost.
Both of them place down a few more cards before she places down her Wild Draw 4 card and change the colour to blue. Harry draws his four cards and takes a good look at his cards. He’s having a hard time focusing on the game with the gorgeous sight in front of him.
He places down two cards in one go, a blue skip causing him to have a second turn, and a blue 5.
She places down her blue 8 and shout UNO! Harry looks through his cards again to find any card that may cause her to not finish the game. A Wild Draw 4, a +2, anything at all. But all he has is a blue 2.
“Oh my god, Harry. What are the odds.” She chuckles.
“Wha’d you mean?”
She places down a blue 2 on top of his. She’s been waiting for this moment ever since he took his shirt off. Her thoughts have been flooded with the idea of him naked in front of her. It’s all she’s been thinking about for the past years.
“Well, shi’. Y’ win the game and I have to take off my jeans?” He laughs. Without another word, he gets up, unbuttons his jeans and zips down his fly. His thumbs hook into the waistband of his jeans to pull them down painfully slow. A soft sign, nearly a moan is heard when his bulge is released from his tight pants. Ever since she had to get rid of her shirt Harry’s cock started hardening beneath him.
She gasps at the view in front of her. She makes it her mission to get him out of his boxers as soon as possible. The lust in her eyes is inevitable, not knowing where to look. His eyes? His hands, where he is pushing down his jeans? Or his bulge, which is honestly where she just wants to keep looking at.
Tension is rising and she can’t wait for him to add the last bit of his clothes to the growing pile. His jeans finally drop to the floor and he lifts his right foot trying to step out. His ankle gets stuck and she reaches out instinctively to hold the jeans down, helping him get out. She allows him to step out before she adds the denim to the pile of clothes.
Harry sits back down close to her. Both their legs touch again but now theres no fabric in between holding back the skin to skin contact. She looks down at where her legs touch and look back up to him.
“Hi.” He says with a soft smile across his lips. God those lips, they have never looked more kissable. Or is it just her mind playing games? Her thoughts are all over the place. All she wants is to just push him over, straddle him and kiss him. Everywhere.
“Hey.” She chuckles before a nervous laugh is heard from Harry’s side. Her eyes drop down to his boxers. He chose to wear navy blue Calvin Klein’s this morning and she is so thankful for his choice. The dark fabric accentuates his skin perfectly. An outline visible around his growing member.
“Eyes up ‘ere, love.” He snorted as if he isn’t having the hardest time keeping his own eyes away from her tits.
“Sorry.” She whispers before Harry holds out his hand for her to grab. His thumb dances on the back of your hand. Both of them are quiet for a little bit as they soak up each other.
After what feels forever but actually are only 1,5 minutes, Y/N speaks up.
“Harry? What are we doing?” She questions him, still holding onto him as she looks their connected hands.
“Hmn, I don’ know actually.” He replies. His free hand reaches with his forefinger for her chin and pushes her face up so she’d have to look in his eyes. “All I know is tha’ I want you. So, fucking, bad.”
Her eyes light up. She can’t believe he really admitted what he just said and without a second thought she gives in to her desire of just a few minutes ago.
Y/N lets go of Harry’s hand and pushes him onto the floor by his shoulders. Simultaneously she climbs on top of him, causing a muted “oh” to fall from Harry’s lips. He is surprised by her actions and honestly, so is she. His hands grab her by her hips as she sits down on his tummy, avoiding contact with his aching cock.
Their lips finally connect. Thirteen long years are coming together in this sweet and lustfull kiss. Harry’s right hand travels up and down her side as his left nestles into her hair. The two of them sink into the living room floor, both desperate for the connection they have been longing for.
His opens his mouth and gently sucks Y/N’s lip between his. He lets go after a few seconds and licks softly over her bottom lip. Her heart races as her spine arches under his touch causing him to naturally pull her closer. She opens her mouth to allow her tongue to join his, going back and forth.
She moans with pleasure and their tongues intertwine even more vigorously, entangling with one another in a desperate search for more pleasure. Each movement they make is somehow more tantalizing than the last. Their hands exploring each other's body with a deep hunger for more.
Y/N wishes this moment would last forever. She is scared of what might happens next, what if this is just a heat of the moment kind of kiss and they really can’t go back to being just friends. Or maybe that is exactly what Harry meant with his ‘Then we’ll just stop being friends’.
Harry’s hand roam down her back. He moans a bit louder when he finally touches her bum. She feels a firm squeeze on her left cheek, ripping a moan from her thoat. Y/N bucks her hips instinctively at the sweet tingles in her core.
Their lips part for a second and she presses her forehead against his. Both of them are a panting mess, feeling completely out of this world. With Harry’s hand still squeezing her bottom he speaks up.
“How abou' we take this to the bedroom, love?” He whispers.
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Zoro x Fem!Reader
Drinks!!
Tw- frobin (sorry if you don't like it😭😭), alcohol, gambling, fingering, oral (both recieving), piv, no protection (guys please wrap your willy dont be silly), praise, nicknames
Nami had suggested getting drinks after another big win. So I was stood infront of my vanity on the ship putting on lip gloss. I was in the dress I newly bought. It was a short dark green dress that had strings with rhinestones hanging off the bottom while the straps were rhinestone as well. Not to mention the cute low cut.
Nami stepped into our shared room with Robin. She had a dark maroon dress that had a slit up the leg. "You look hot!" She complimented. I laughed and did a spin for her. "I might take you before Zoro does." Nami teased.
"Stop that." I laughed. "There is nothing between me and Zoro. Now help me find some heels." She rolled her eyes and looked in the closet. Soon finding a pair of white high heels that has rhinestones on the heel. "Cute!" I said snatching them and putting them on.
"Alright let's go everyone else already left!" She said pushing off the ship. We walked to the casino we were going to party at soon arriving.
Nami and I walked to an area to gamble and cheat. We ordered our selves margaritas and began to gamble our hearts away, or bank accounts.
"Nami I'm gonna go relax for a bit." I yelled over the music. Even though she was too caught up to even notice me speaking. I laughed and walked to the booth where Zoro, Robin, and Franky were. I giggled noticing how Zoro l9oked like a third wheel.
Franky was quite obviously flirting with Robin and Zoro was quite literally about to throw up. I took the seat besides Zoro and poured myself some sake. Drinking it quickly.
Franky and Robin walked off to the dance floor leaving me and Zoro by ourselves. "Where did the captain go?" I asked him.
"Him, Chopper, and Usopp just walked off. They're probably eating. And the pervy cook is off with some chicks." Zoro told me.
I laughed and covered my mouth with my hand. "Sounds like the cook." We sat in a comfortable silence for a little while watching as Nami gambled, Robin and Franky dancing, Luffy eating 7 course meals while Usopp and Chopper are passed out on the table beside him, Brook going around making stupid skeleton puns, and Sanji trying to flirt with every girl there.
"Wanna have a drinking contest?" I suggested. I smiled at him. He smirked.
"Your on." He said. He called a waiter over and ordered tons of shots.
I had gotten down at least 5 and himself 7. I was admiring the way his jaw would flex everytime he took a shot. The sight could make me drool. His strong hands gripping the small glasses. Not paying attention I spilled some of the alcohol on my breasts. I groaned and grabbed a napkin to clean it up.
From the corner of my eye I could see Zoro watching me clean my chest. Well really just my chest. At the sight if this I decided to move closer to him. I wrapped my arm around his own and pushed my tits against him. Grabbing another shot and taking it.
Zoro leaned into me close to my eat and spoke. "That looks good on you but it would look way better off." The breath on my ear was hot. I blushed, hard. "How about we get out of here hmm, princess?" The name made me blush even more.
I smirked. "Alright let's get going then Zoro~." I dragged him from his eat and out the casino. I could feel the crews eyes on us as we left.
As soon as we made it to my bed he kissed me deeply. Placing his hands around my waist I wrap my arms around his neck. I kicked off my heels while still making out with the green haired man. He pushes us down on the bed hovering over me. Zoros lips were still connected to my own.
His hand traveled down the sides of my body and to the hem of my dress his hand reached up and pressed against my clothed clit. I moaned into the kiss and gripped his shirt. He pulled away with a smirk. "You like that princess, huh?" He removed my whole dress leaving me in only a pair of underwear and a bra. Ge removed my bra and panties leaving me fully naked infront of him. "Your so pretty, princess." He praised. I blushed and looked away from him. "No need to be shy." He hummed and tilted my face to face his own and connected our lips again. His knee was invetween my thighs and his left hand on my right breast.
He began to kneed my tit and I moaned leading him to enter his tongue into my mouth exploring every corner. His knee pressed against my pussy and I squealed at the pressure.
He pulled away and attacked my neck leaving little marks along my neck. Little moans kept escaping my lips. His lips traveled down my body and he lifted my thighs above his shoulders. Zoro kissed her inner thighs. "What a pretty little pussy." He said before kitten licking me. I moan and my hips buck upwards. He pushes my thighs down to hold me in place and began to attack my pussy with his tongue.
"God... uh- Zoro.. oh!" I moaned out. His tongue was lapping at my clit and his hands were rubbing the sensitive parts of my thighs. He hummed against my clit when I moaned. I could feel my legs twitch and he did it again liking my reaction.
Zoro brought one of his hands to my hole and pushed a finger inside of me. I arched my back and moaned. He began to pump in and out of me quickly. His tongue still working against my clit.
"Zoro I'm- ahh~ g-gonna- hah cum!" I moaned. He pumped his fingers faster and soon brought me over the edge. I was in complete ecstacy as he pulled me through the orgasm. Zoro pulled his face away with my juices all along his face. He smirked and kissed me. I could taste myself on his mouth and moved so I was sat in top of him. "Let me return the favor." I said taking his shirt off.
I then slid down to his pants and began to unbutton them. Pulling them off he was left in boxers. I reached my hand inside and began to stroke his cock feeling how big he really is. "Mmm." He groaned. I smirked and removed his boxers.
When they were off I fully saw his size. Zoro was massive. I didn't think I would be able to fully fit him in my mouth. I spit in my hand and use it to coat his cock. Placing my lips along the tip and swirling my tongue. I pulled away and began to kitten lick his tip.
Zoro getting impatient he pushed my head down his full cock me gagging in the process. I began to bob my head back and forth along his large dick sucking and stroking it. "Y/n.... hahh." He moaned. I couldn't help but hum at the sound of my name leaving his lips. It was so hot.
Not to long after his cock was twitching inside my mouth. He gripped me by the hair and pulled me up. "Can't take this any longer." He groaned. He flipped me onto my stomach with my ass in the air.
He smacked my ass and I moaned. "Princess, are you ready for a reward for being such a good girl." He whispered seductively into my ear. I nodded. "I wanna hear you say it." He rasped.
"Yes I am Zoro." I whined. With one more slap on my ass he slid his tip across my folds. He used my slick as lube and slowly pushed inside of me. "Ohhh~." I moaned as he slid inside. He was huge and wasn't even fully inside of me. After getting all the way in he let pit a breath and stayed still for a moment.
Soon he began to move at a slow but hard pace. Picking up the pace slowly. I moaned his name as he sped up. "God your pussy feels so good Y/n." He purred out. His hands on my hips as he thrusted inside of me.
"Zoro!" I moaned he flipped me around so I was on my back and facing him. He lifted my legs on top of his shoulders and plowed into me.
My mind went hazy as he kept his hard pace. I moved my hips in a circular motion, grinding into him. "Oh my god." I moaned out. My hands were pulling and grabbing at his hair.
Zoros face dipped down to the crook of my neck leaving bite marks along it. "Hah hah y/n." He moaned. His hand moved from my waist to my clit and started to rub.
"Mmmmm!" I whined at the pressure on my clit. His thrust and his fingers were bringing me closer and closet to the edge. "Oh Z-zoro hah mmm I'm s-so close!" I whimpered out.
"Me too, princess." He groaned into my neck. He moved his face and captured my lips in his. Tears were brimming my eyes at the feeling of him pounding me.
"Ahh!" I moaned. I released myself all over his thick cock. Soon after he pulled out and stroked him self till he released on my stomach.
"Hah Y/n." He moaned as he came. The sight could've made me cum myself. The way his face contorted into one of pure bliss. After I sat up and kissed his lips.
"How about a shower then we sleep." I said while embracing him. My bare breast pressed against him. He smiled and inhaled my scent.
"Alright."
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♡BONUS♡
The rest of the crew were sitting at a table all together now. "So when's a good time to go back?" Asked Usopp.
"In an hour or two." Nami said.
"I can't believe this my beautiful Y/n-swan is with that mosshead." Cried sanji. Luffy laughed at him.
"At least he gets some." Luffy laughed at his own comeback. Which had Usopp dying and Sanji fuming.
#one piece x reader smut#one piece#one piece smut#roronoa zoro#zoro#zoro x reader#zoro x reader smut#anime
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Me again!! Since your requests are open I thought I’d request for high & low like we talked about before. In my dream I dreamt that I was a foreign transfer student to whatever city SWORD takes place in. I can’t remember if it was a boarding school or not but there was a lot of foreign girls with me. Anyway I’m pretty sure the school was having a back to school dance and I got to meet the oya boys while I was there!! I’ll admit my dream was very fujio focused but what do you think would happen if our main oya boys met their dream girl at that mixer everyone was so excited for at the end of high & low cross? It was so fun and romantic the dj was playing all these great hits from when I was in high school so we were dancing and they were asking all these great questions like what was it like back home and all that and I might’ve been watching Romeo + Juliet before I went to bed so it was very romantic at times 😅😅😊😊 sorry this got long it was just such a good dream
How would Oya Boys be at a School Prom ? Hcs
a/n: Hi! It’s been a while, sorry 🙏🏻It is really a cute dream, I’m jealous :D Thank you for your request andI hope you like it 🌸💕
Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...
Thank you and love you 🥰
Warnings: none
Fujio
* We all know that Fujio is quite cheerful and very lively.
* And too talkative…
* Even though he doesn't give off a Casanova vibe, I think he's good at talking to girls and is flirty.
* He'll probably have his eye on one of the most beautiful girls in school and approach her with an expression that he thinks is sweet but cool.
* Small talk, a few jokes and giggles
* I think he is a romantic and quite sweet person, I feel that he will care about the girl he is dancing with, will pay attention to his steps and will continue to make little jokes without taking his eyes off her so that she does not get bored.
* I think he is also good at energetic ones after the romantic dance, he will hold her hand and drag her to the middle of the dance floor with excitement and make sure she has a wonderful evening.
* I'm sure he’ll walk home with him after prom
Todoroki
* I don't think he was ever interested in prom, he was forced here and he's nervous.
* As much as Tsuji and Shibaman want him to have fun like them, they know that loud music and this activity is not for him.
* Still, here he is with a pretty stylish suit and a good look.
* Even though there are girls who want to approach him, he will feel uncomfortable and go out to the garden for a while. A very beautiful girl who comes out to get fresh air in the garden like him will greet him with a smile when she sees him and this will be the beginning of everything.
* The two are quite similar. A young girl with good grades, the student council president, and a very smart delinquent... There couldn't be a better couple, right?
* They didn't like being here for a while and after small talk they realized they weren't bothered by each other's presence.
* They chatted in the garden until the end of the night. When the weather got cooler, Todoroki took off his jacket and placed it on the young girl's shoulders.
* When it was time to go, he asked hesitantly. “You still don't want to leave without dancing, do you?”
* They danced silently in the garden, smiling at each other with a sweet murmur. Todoroki couldn't remember his heart being filled with such a sweet feeling in a long time.
* And he certainly didn't know about the stupid grins of Tsuji and Shibaman watching from afar…
Yasushi
* He's neither a Casanova nor a flirty, he's just Yasushi.
* He didn't look forward to being here, but he doesn't regret coming.
* When he got tired of Kiyoshi's efforts to talk to the girls, he walked to the counter to get some more drinks and started pouring them into his glass.
* Another person was standing next to the counter, bored with the atmosphere. After watching Yasushi for a while, she approached him with a smile.
* “Do you want to get on people's nerves a little bit?”
* When Yasushi turned to the girl standing next to him in surprise, he smiled at her mischievous grin and walked with her to the booth where the music was playing.
* Although everyone was surprised when the romantic music suddenly turned into lively music, the duo laughed, high-fived and watched the surprised faces of the people on the dance floor.
* Yasushi didn't expect this girl full of surprises to suddenly hold his hand and lead him from the room to the dance floor, but he didn't complain.
* He was starting to have a lot of fun now :)
* He loved the young girl's energy, her smile and her cunning.
* When everyone saw them dancing madly and having fun in the middle of the dance floor, Yasushi only thought that this evening was not the last time he would see her...
HnL taglist : @straysugzhpe @tiddly-winx @ninamarie1994 @thatpoindexterpixy @koala-yuna @star2fishmeg
#high and low#high&low#high and low fic#hnl#high and low the worst#high and low the worst x#oya high#oyakoh#oya high school#fujio hanaoka fic#fujio hanaoka x reader#hanaoka fujio x reader#high and low todoroki#todoroki yosuke#todoroki yosuke x reader#yasushi x reader
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Still loving you
Pairing : Friends to lover!Daniel ricciardo x Reader
Requested? : Yes. (heyy, could i request an angsty friends to lovers with danny ric with the one bed trope?)
Requested by : @dan3avocado (I can’t tag them help-)
WC: Never. 🤭
Warnings : Slightly angsty, alcohol consumption idk what else to add (this was so long, I procrastinated a little but I like the results!)
Notes : Any feed back will be nice! Don’t be a ghost reader and as always DONT plagiarize my work! :) once again I will tag @kii-003 to help me with improving my work! Thanks a lot kii 🫶
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“Hey, this is Scotty, mind picking up Daniel? He’s had a little too much to drink. Thanks a lot mate.”
“Yeah sure, no problem. Be there in 10 alright?” You said, sighing. This wasn’t the first time you had to pick him up after he’s gotten too much to drink after one of those girlfriends of his breaks up with him. It always end like this, you thought. It hurt you to see him like this, but you could only do so much, to him you were probably at most a best friend.
Getting into your corvette, you turned on the radio and mindlessly drove till' you reached the bar.
"Where could he possibly be-" you mumbled to yourself, eyes scanning the bar before your eyes landed on a very drunk Daniel and a semi-sober Scotty who was probably going to be drunk before you knew it too.
Walking over and trying your best not to get trampled over alive was definitely tough but you made it, not even noticing that you were holding your breath until you made it to the dance floor, finally taking. a breath of the air in the bar - which quite literally smelt like alcohol and sweat. Cringing at the thought, you were snapped out of your headspace when you heard Daniel slurring something from the other side of the dance floor.
Once you came over to him you could heard him mumbling almost incoherent words to you "you’re so pretty tonight, you know i have a best friend that looks like you, i love her a lot-" placing a finger on his mouth, you shushed him, knowing that he was most probably still too drunk to understand what he was saying, or maybe he meant it as a friend you thought.
Slinging an arm over his shoulder - you somehow managed to drag him back to your car where you buckled your seatbelt before you buckled his. Surprisingly, he could still have the energy to be dancing to the radio in the car which played a variety of modern and vintage tracks.
Reaching your apartment, you had to drag him out of the car before locking it with a press of a button on the car keys which you then slipped back into your pocket.
Tapping your keycard on the lock, you giggled slightly at how he was fidgeting with the Disney keychains that he got you when you travelled with him to japan for his grand-prix. During all these moments of having to pick him up, you've also seemed to noticed that he was clingy when he was drunk, constantly hugging or holding onto you like a baby koala - which you found cute but it kind of hurt at the same time since you knew it was not really sincere as he was just drunk and it was probably all in your mind.
Stepping into your apartment, you took off your coat before changing into a sweater which happened to be gifted by him as you wanted to promote his merchandise - and a pair of silk pyjama shorts, before stepping out of the bathroom so he could change into the spare clothes you had for him in your closet as you assumed that he had sobered up a bit during the ride.
"Hey, theres only one bed. I'll sleep on the couch if you’re not comfortable," you said "Or if you’re alright with it we can share the bed, i'll put a pillow between us."
"We can share, I'm sure you can control yourself right?" he said words still slurring before laughing, face still slightly red from the booze. Feeling your face heat up from the joke, you shook it off and laid in the bed facing the opposite side - where he then joined you shortly after.
"Goodnight sweets, love you." he said. "Goodnight Daniel." you replied, not think much of it, you shouldn’t say things you don’t mean anyways, you thought.
(next morning)
You had woken up early to find that the pillow that had been separating the both of you had been thrown onto the wooden flooring through the night, and with that, you found yourself in the arms of someone you wished belonged to you. Gosh. - you thought to yourself, he's like a human heater. Nice and toasty. Before you were once again snapped out of your train of thoughts by the soft sounds of your stomach rumbling.
Quietly getting out of bed, you replaced what was once your body, into the pillow that had been thrown onto the floor - being careful to not wake him up. You then made your way to the kitchen where you then took out some eggs and toast, trying your best to stay as quiet as possible - eating your breakfast quietly while you placed his on the counter in order for it to cool down.
Washing the dishes, you didn’t even notice his presence until he laid his head on your shoulder, despite it being common for him to do this when he stayed over at your apartment - you couldn’t help but get flustered at his actions. Cheesy it may sound- but there was not a single lie in what you thought.
“Good morning, sweets.” Voice still raw and rough, just how you liked it. (Might be pun- intended) not to mention the nickname, it was what he always called you since high school due to your sweet tooth.
“Morning, Danny. Breakfast is on the counter, enjoy it while it’s still warm - Advil is placed with your glass of water near the orange juice if you need it.” You said while using a towel to dry the dishes while he took the Advil and his breakfast.
After breakfast, he sat at the couch where you joined him shortly after putting the dishes on the rack.
Arm slinked around your shoulder, the both of you watched the television till’ he popped up the question.
“You know I meant it when I loved you last night, right?” He said, eyes looking directly into yours almost as if it was desperate for something - which you desperately hoped that it was what you were what you were thinking of. The both of you. Us.
“Don’t say things you don’t mean Daniel, we both know you were as drunk as a bard.” You replied, shaking your head as you got up from the couch - breath hitching and tears threatening to spill.
“I really mean it, I’m sober now aren’t I? So why won’t you believe me?” He said, tone slightly rising out of frustration.
“Because I don’t want to end up like your other girlfriends! Either way even if it works out we’ll both leave each other, and I’ll get hurt, we’ll both get hurt- my heart can’t handle it, I love you too but I don’t think I can handle getting hurt from someone I love. And definitely not you.” Tears are running down your cheeks at this moment, all the built-up emotions are now crumbling down as you slowly fell onto your carpet.
“I won’t hurt you I promise. Please, just give me a chance. I’ll do anything. I’ve loved you since highschool but I’ve never done anything about it either, I was also scared. Scared of you liking someone else - I mean I’ve seen you with max and you guys are always laughing and having fun together. But I’ll give up everything for you. Please, one chance is all I’m asking for.” He said, holding your arms to prevent you from crashing onto the floor.
You’ve thought about it for a few minutes, sobbing in between. What if it doesn’t work out? What if you don’t even stay as friends if it doesn’t work out? The possibilities were endless, but a small part of you was yearning and willing to try. Just maybe the term ‘us’ could be a thing between the both of you.
Nodding slowly, you allowed yourself to be embraced by him, holding on tightly, feeling as if a ton of bricks had been removed off of your shoulders. Crying joyful tears, you looked up into his eyes where he wiped away your tears with his thumb and kissed your forehead before kissing your lips tenderly - but also with growing passion. Kissing back, wrapped your arms around his neck.
“I’ve never loved Max silly, I like him as a friend but it’ll never go further than that.” You said once both of you pulled away.
He nodded, pressing his forehead against yours. Then the both of you sat down back on the couch where you spent the rest of the morning cuddling and talking about date ideas. Maybe there was hope between the both of you after all.
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5x02//6x18
#supergirl#supergirl spoilers#supergirledit#brainiaedit#nianaledit#brainiac5edit#dctvedit#arrowverseedit#brainia#brainiac 5#nia nal#querl dox#yeah i 'm focusing on the positives right now otherwise i might lose my mind#it's hilarious that Brainy can actually be so smooth when he wants to be#(and the growth in Brainy initiating so much of their physical contact and how they've grown into being comfortable with their physicality#again after the break up is so beautiful. Especially since I'm still adamant it is their love language. But would it kill them to let them#kiss at least once more before the show ends? And here would've been ideal since there was no green paint involved...)#(at this point all i can say is thank to jesse for taking matters into his own hands in 606 and making sure we got at least one kiss in s6)#her little giggle as he drags her to the dance floor is too cute I'm crying#let them be happy you cowards!#mine#my gifs#otp: what does love feel like?
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𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 (𝙗.𝙗)
request — request: hear me out….. making bucky jealous on purpose just so he proves how much you belong to him when you get home….. 🥵🙏🏽 I’m a sucker for some possessive smutty bucky and I know you will do it justice 💕
18+ only, minors dni!
—warnings: possessive bucky, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up besties), dirty talk, rough sex, breeding kink. Changed the request a tad bit :)
— wordcount: 1.4k+
— a/n: this is a repost from my old account, I'm slowly going to put my old stuff on here since I'm going to deactivate the other!
Bucky Barnes doesn't have reasons to get jealous and feel his stomach tie in knots that seem impossible to untwist, he doesn't have a reason to feel the way he feels right now.
She's his and he's hers, a deal that had been made months before it became a real thing and it was clear to people around that they belonged to each other– bucky knows she'll never do something to break his heart and she'll never betray him with one of those boys who'd try to hit her up, waving them off with a "that's cute, I have a man though."
But the engagement ring around her left hand and Bucky's firm grip around her waist don't stop the redhead from trying to get her in his bed and his fiance is a bit too talkative to whoever stands in front of them and the smiles she flashes are a bit too flirty.
Maybe he's overthinking the situation, the wine had been flowing richly and she'd been having the time of her life on the dance floor with the new Mrs Wilson– she was just having fun, live it up a little, she meant no harm..
Bit bucky can't help it, he's lost too many people already and the thought of losing her makes his head spin and heart break– he's got to make sure she still knows who she belongs to.
Him.
"Buck, oh my god!" She giggles as Bucky's hand is tightly wrapped around her wrist and drags her through the crowd on the dance floor. she moans in protest as she tries to stop him but it's useless and she knows.
His free hand wraps around the know of the bathroom, slowly pushes the door open, bucky nods his head
"In."
"What?"
"I said in," Bucky hisses through gritted teeth "go."
"Are you being serious right now?" She chuckles but it dies at the sight of the features on her fiancée his face and his blue eyes turned a darker shade. She mumbles "Okay, fine– what's got your panties all tangled up?"
Bucky keeps himself quiet and watches her slip past him and into the fancy bathroom. Watching the way her dress flows around her legs, accentuating her ass and boobs– his cock had been twitching at the thought of peeling it off later tonight.
Stepping into the bathroom himself, welcomed by gold tiles, fancy big black vases with fake flowers, fancy faucets and a surprisingly nice smell, Bucky closes the door behind him. The heels of his shoes tapping against the floor and echo against the walls when he checks every stall.
She wines again "Bucky, what the hell is going on?"
The door of the last stall is pushed open, squeaking as it slowly sways back. Empty. Walking back to the door he'd closed several seconds ago, he locks it. Sharply turning on his heels to face her.
"Oh, I'll tell you what's going on sweetheart." Stalking her like a helpless prey in the night till he's standing right infront of her, looking down on her through his thick lashes, Bucky grips her hips firmly "You're mine."
"Uh, yeah, did you forget?"
"Don't play dumb with me–" bucky spits back, jealously dripping from his lips "seemed like you forgot, had an awful lot of fun with that kid."
"Oh my god, really bucky?" She rolls her eyes, bucky groans.
Without a word, he presses his lips against hers with force, easily pushing her body forwards until she's trapped between his body and the sink– rough. Deepening the kiss, his tongue slides across her bottom lip and he hums when she parts her lips and let's their tongues dance together in sloppy kisses.
Bucky's hands follow every curve of her body as his hands slide up and down her body, feeling every part he'd come to love over the years, come to remember every freckle and flaw– he rests his hands on her ass and squeezes the soft flesh and with a smack against her cheek, she jumps onto the counter.
"Good girl," Bucky mumbles against her lips, a wide smile on his face.
Peppering kisses to the corner of her lips, her cheeks and down her jawline, Bucky draws a sweet moan from her lips as her sucks on the sensitive skin right below her ear. Sucking marks, it's become his mission to show the pesky red head that she belonged to bucky barnes and nobody else.
Bucky deepens the kiss when he feels her arms wrap around his neck and feels her soft fingertips against the nape of his neck where she plays with his hairs– his hands travelling from her ass over her hips and to the rim of her dress, his warm big hands placed on her thighs as he slides them under the soft material of her dress. A hand running over her clothed core.
She pulls away breathlessly "not here, wait till w–"
She can't even finish her sentence, words traded for a moan that bounces off the walls when he pushes the fabric aside and runs his fingers through her folds.
There's no time for foreplay, something he'd enjoyed, no time for eating her out and working her up, getting her wet and ready for his cock. There at his best friend's wedding, he won't hear the end of it if Sam finds out.
Pulling his hands away from her core, she whimpers at the loss of his touch– reaching for the growing tent in his pants, he unzips the zipper to take out his cock and strokes it a few times. Groaning, Bucky hawks her as she scoots closer to the edge of the sink, pulls her legs further apart and keeps the fabric of her panties apart, showing off his favorite meal.
Bucky growls "all mine."
"All yours, baby."
His gaze fixed on his cock, he moves closer to rub the head through her folds.
"All mine," Bucky mumbles again.
She hisses and wines in discomfort when he slowly fills her with his cock, her hands gripping his shoulders firmly– bucky kisses her again.
"I'm sorry, angel."
She simply hums against his lips, taking a minute to adjust to his size, a groan pushing past his lips every time she clenches her walls around him but as she wraps her legs around his waist and locks them at the ankles.
Gripping her hips firmly, sure to leave bruises, Bucky thrusts slowly in and out, taking his time to make her wetter with each thrust.
Pulling away from each other, lips red and swollen and gasping for air, bucky leaves butterfly kisses across her cheek and stops at her ear.
"Tell me your mine." He whispers and as she responds with a moaned 'i'm yours', Bucky picks up his pace, thrusting back and forth and roughly moving her hips back and forth, hips snap together.
Animalistic groans mix with her sweet and soft moans as he moves fast, cock pushing deep with each thrust and rub against her sweet spot.
Watching his cock disappear in and out her pussy for a second, admiring the magic, bucky looks back up to meet her hooded eyes, her sweet mouth fallen open in a perfect o and brows knitted together– bucky feels the familiar burning sensation in his abdomen, just the thought of him being capable to make her feel this good being enough to get him off.
Roughly and taking her by surprise, Bucky takes her chin in his hand "whose pussy is this?"
His question remains unanswered, a wine and moan is all he gets as she's unable to say a word.
"This is my pussy– my pretty pussy."
Letting go of her face, he hooks both his hands underneath her knees and pulls her into his hips roughly, filling the room with a loud gasp as his cock is buried deeper inside her than before.
She's close, but Bucky can tell by her heavy and uneven breathing and the way he walls clench around him. He's close, his hips moving erratically and sloppy.
"Fuck, I'm close."
"Me too angel, gonna fill you up real nice, put a damn baby in you."
At his filthy words, she comes undone, her walls clench around him tightly as her legs pull him even closer to her, the nails digging in his shoulder and blissed out face.
Bucky groans and growls himself, painting her walls with his seed. Three more trusts to let her milk him completely before pulling out. He watches her pussy, admiring the drip of his cum leaking out and with a wicked grin on his face, he kisses her roughly.
"All mine."
"All yours."
#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes#bucky barnes fanfic#james buchanan barnes#james bucky barnes
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I'm sorry for the softness of this request, I've 😭😭 just thinking about it, wanted to see your take on it...Father Daughter Dance; Orla & Druig or Mother Son Dance; Rory & Mom.
Dad!Druig x Reader
A/n: bestie this has been my hyper fixation since you sent this to me! I made sure to add the reader and druig having a couple moments together ♡ this is also a little self-indulgent bc i'm currently obsessing over a Paolo Sebastian dress and the readers gonna wear it ♡ there's a lot of headcanons I'm so sorry
Druig looked confused as his 10-year-old marched up to him after school and shoved a bright pink flyer to his chest
then he saw her big eyes and matching wide smile
"Can we go, daddy?" she asked excitedly
"Daddy daughter dance?" he questioned, taking another look at the paper
she hummed and nodded happily
he couldn't deny her mother's smile
"I would love to, Orla."
ever since then, she was so excited
counting down the days on the horse calendar that she kept in her room
having him tell her the stories when he took you to the fancy balls
she couldn't wait to dance like that
you, Sersi, and Orla took her to pick out a dress for the dance
it was cute and pink
little white daisies embroidered on the fluffy skirt
she hung it on the door of her closet so she could look at it every day
"My beloved," Druig hummed as he pressed his warm lips to the back of your neck, his hands placed firmly on your sides
you smirked, "What do you want, Dru?"
"Help me make flowers for Orla?"
you gasped with delight and grabbed a vase, placing it in the center of the kitchen table
you were more than happy to help
cosmic energy swirled around your pointer finger as Druig listed Orla's favorite flowers
"Bigger," he said, cocking his head at the arrangement you created
you made it bigger, looking at him for approval
"Bigger," he mumbled
you pointed again, cosmic energy enlarging the flowers
"It's missing something."
"One more point, and it'll be as tall as me. What's wrong with it?"
"Baby's breath."
you raised an eyebrow, "baby's breath?" you repeated
Druig smiled softly, "She's my baby."
a whine escaped your lips, your eyes softening
Druig rolled his eyes and picked up the vase, "Thank you, m'love."
"You look so pretty," you told her as she bounced down the stairs, her bubble ponytail hitting her back with every step
she gasped at the large flowers he had on the living room table for her
Druig smiled triumphantly as she buried her nose in the flowers
"Ready, dad?" she asked happily
Druig looked down at her and almost started crying
"Ready," he managed, his voice only slightly cracking
she was growing up so fast
Orla held his hand the whole time as they walked into the gymnasium
she was quickly pulled away by her friends
Druig fondly smiled as he talked with some of the other fathers he'd made friends with
she caught his eyes and waved at him from her little group
he was more than happy to sit at one of the tables and watch her play
he of course raided the snack table beforehand
offering her one of the items from his pockets every time she came to check on him
"Left or right pocket?"
"Right please," she said, holding her hand out
she shoved the gummy candy in her mouth before running off
Druig, per request of his daughter, taught her some of the Regency era ball dances he remembered from back in the day
he thought it was funny with the modern music in the background
she giggled when he bowed to her
they were in their own little world as she danced with him
he'd do whatever it took to make her smile
once a slow song came on, she dragged him to the middle of the floor
her head rested on his stomach as they swayed back and forth
clasping her arms around his waist
Druig's eyes scanned the room, admiring the humans
"I love you, dad," Orla spoke suddenly
the threat of tears returned, his heart thumped against his ribcage
"I love you too, Orla."
he offered her "real" food at the little diner by the house
"Can we get a milkshake?" she asked, holding onto his hand as they walked to the car
"Only if you let me dip the fries in it."
he tilted his chin upward, his blue eyes looking down at her
"Deal."
she returned the upward chin tilt
Druig carried her back into the house, her soft snores tickling his neck
"How was the dance?" you asked from the kitchen table, your eyes glued to your phone
"She had the best time," he whispered
"And you?" you asked with a smile, finally looking up at him
his grip on her tightened a little, resting his cheek on the top of her head, "It was nice."
he kept it to himself, knowing the day would come when they didn't spend time together like this
he just wanted to treasure the memory
Rory was over the moon, bouncing off the wall when his teacher said there'd be a mother-son dance at school
all this 8 year old wanted to do was show you off
spend some one on one time with you
"Mommy! Mommy can we go? Please, please, please?" He begged as he wrapped his limbs around your leg
you wobbled and placed your hand on the wall to brace yourself
your free hand holding the paper
"Sure, baby," you chuckled, "of course."
it was the only thing Rory would talk about at school
and at home
"Uncle Kingo! Guess where my mom's taking me?" he asked, stealing the phone from his sister
Druig helped him pick out an outfit and did his hair
combing his mop of brown hair back and out of his face
teaching him to tie his little black tie in the mirror
Orla was so excited to help you get ready
"This one!" she squealed as she sprawled out on your bed, showing you a picture in a magazine
you nodded in agreement, "Remember we pay for things, not conjure them, ok?" you gave your disclaimer before transforming into the black tea-length gown
Orla scrunched her nose and nodded happily
"Mom do you have anything else?" she huffed as she rummaged through your jewelry box
you turn around from your vanity and placed one more bobby pin in your updo
"Anything is fine, honey. It's just a school dance."
"It's more than that to Rory and you know that."
you grimaced at her smug smile, "fine."
you waked to the closet and pulled out an old, long jewelry box that rested in the back
"Holy shit," she gasped as you opened it
"Language," you scolded
she was in awe of the display of fancy jewels you collected over your existence on earth, dating back to your time in Babylon
"These."
she finally picked out simple teardrop pearls from the 18th century
"Your dad got me these from a French duchess," you explained fondly as you put them on
"Ok! She's coming," Orla told them as she ran down the stairs
Rory grinned as Druig lovingly rubbed his shoulders from behind
Druig instantly recognized the earrings as you walked down the stairs
truth be told he was rendered speechless
"You look so pretty!" Rory gasped as he ran to hug you, "can we go now?"
"Druig?" you question as your eyes met his, you wanted to laugh at his blushing face
all he wanted to do was touch your glowing skin and ruin the red lipstick you wore with kisses
once you stood up he wrapped his arm around your waist, his fingers pressing into your lower back, "You're beautiful, m'lady. Save me a dance, yeah?"
"I will," you whispered
"Take care of your mom, my brave little knight," Druig instructed
Rory wasted no time dragging you to meet all his teachers even though you already knew them
the 8-year-old was just so proud to have you as his mom
"Your son speaks so highly of you," one of the other mothers told you as you finally got a moment to breathe
"I wish my boys loved me that much," another laughed
it didn't last long before he had you on the dance floor
you never heard him giggle and dance so much in his little life
you held him during the first slow song
one of the only times you thanked Arishem for your enhanced strength
holding him and standing in high heels was no easy feat
Rory looked around at the other little boys
some of them danced with their moms but others danced with older men and women, and there were a couple of his friend's dads out there
"Mommy, where are their moms?" he asked sadly
you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply at his innocent question
"Well, Rory. Sometimes kids don't have their mommy, they have other people to take care of them and love them... and that's ok."
"Oh," he responded meekly
he hugged you a little bit tighter, his little hands balled into fists
you rubbed his back in small circles to console him
after you sat him down at the table and placed a few snacks in front of him, he began to feel better
"Ready to dance again, my love?" you asked as you moved some hair out of his face
he nodded happily and took your hand
he was passed out in your arms when you got back home
Druig lounged on the couch, his nose in a book as you walked through the front door
"I'm going to put him to bed, I'll be back," you whispered to him as you kicked the door close
you dropped Rory in his bed with a soft grunt, "Let's get to changed," you told him
"No," he whined as he rolled over, "too tired."
you were at least able to get his tie and shoes off, "Alright," you sang, "don't complain when you're uncomfortable."
he mumbled and nodded before you turned off the light
you came back down the stairs to soft classical music playing from the stereo
Druig stood in the middle of the living room
obvious that he moved the furniture out of the way
"Did you save me that dance?" he asked with a smirk
you laughed and placed your hand in his
his free hand found your waist, and yours found his bicep
you let him sway you to the music, letting your head rest against his
"Missed you," he mumbled after a while
"Missed you more," you responded
he looked at the old earrings, narrowing his eyebrows playfully, "did you keep the matching tiara."
you let out a chuckle, "I did, I did."
"Mom you have a tiara!" Orla shrieked
you and Druig snapped your heads toward the stairs
Orla and Rory st on the top step, watching you two dance
you and Druig simply laughed at her outburst before helping them get back in bed
#druig x reader#druig x you#druig imagine#druig hedcanons#dad!druig#kristi talks about her dad!druig fantasy
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Private Show (Choi Jongho) Rated
Pairing: Choi Jongho × Exotic Dancer! Reader (Female)
Genre: Smut, Slight Fluff, Idol AU.
Summary: Knowing the maknae has been lusting for a certain expensive stripper, Yunho arranges a private dance just for him that includes a little bonus gift.
Word Count: 4.4K+
Warnings: Strip clubs, exhibitionism, voyeurism, pole dancing, masturbation, breast play, lap dance, spanking unprotected sex (always use protection), cum facial.
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Paying no mind to the lovely lady that was currently running her fingers through his hair, Jongho's eyes kept wandering around the bright, neon lighted room, shifting around in his seat at times so that it would be easier to see the stage in front of him. The girl, feeling a bit disappointed to be slighted as such, turned her attention over to his companion, who was more than eager to accept her little dance on his lap. His large hands fought hard to keep them at his sides, knowing fully well the rules of not touching the exotic dancers. But there was certainly no rule about the girls touching the clients and some, like the bubbly and energetic one currently grinding on Yunho's lap, were more than happy to get a little handsy with them. He couldn't help the excited giggle as he tilted his head so she could glide her tongue down the side of his neck, loving every second of the attention he was getting. Noticing that his younger friend was hardly enjoying himself, Yunho sighed before taking out a couple bills from his pocket and holding it out for the young seductress. Wanting to leave him with one last souvenir, the stripper pulled one of the straps of her glittery bra down, allowing the male idol to get a glimpse of her nipple. Biting his lip, Yunho discreetly placed the bundle of cash inside her garment, sighing blissfully as he watched her saunter off to go entertain another man.
"You don't seem to be enjoying yourself." He pointed out as he looked at Jongho with a curious gaze.
"Maybe because I'm just not into these types of things..?" Jongho shrugged as he reached for the glass that was on the table in front of him.
"Bet you wouldn't be saying that if Y/N was the one performing."
Yunho smirked when Jongho sipped on his drink too harshly, lightly letting out a cough after choking on the alcoholic liquid.
"What?"
Yunho rolled his eyes at his friend.
"Oh come on dude, you practically drool and get hard everytime she's on stage."
Jongho lowered himself in his seat, gaze wandering uncomfortably across the glittery floor underneath him. Chuckling in an endearing tone, Yunho patted Jongho's back affectionately.
"Awww. Does the Ateez' baby have a little crush on the hot stripper?" He teased him.
"What?! N-no..." Jongho furrowed his eyebrows, moving away from Yunho as far as he was able to in their seating booth.
"I mean, I honestly don't blame you. There's a reason she's the most sought after and expensive dancer in this place."
Catching sight of one of the bouncers heading their way, Yunho inwardly smiled to himself as the plan he had devised was about to come into action, the main highlight of why he had dragged Jongho down to the club with him, albeit with very little resistance from the younger male.
"Excuse me sir? Miss Y/N is ready to receive you in the private room."
Widening his eyes at the bouncer's announcement, Jongho whipped his head over at Yunho, who had the biggest and somewhat unnerving grin plastered on his face, almost as if he was taunting the maknae. Jongho especially felt somewhat slighted when his Hyung dared to produce his infamous black card out of his pocket, waving it around in front of the other's unamused face.
"Of fucking course you'd be able to afford a private dance with her." Jongho rolled his eyes, trying to seem as though it didn't bother him that Yunho had actually gone out of his way to book a personal session with the most desired woman in the establishment.
"Black card privilege my friend." Yunho giggled, putting his card safely back in his wallet after making sure to flex it.
"Oh suck it." Jongho grumbled, no longer to hide his annoyance at not being capable of affording exclusive time with a sexy woman who could charge 6 digits an hour solely because she was that gorgeous and lavish to look at.
Slumping an arm over his malcontent friend, Yunho leaned in to finally speak out the crucial part in his devious plan.
"Jongho, I booked the private dance for you kiddo."
With mind unable to believe Yunho's words, Jongho looked at the older male in confusion and almost as if he was in a daze. Chuckling, Yunho cupped his younger member's face and closed his agape lips.
"Don't drool just yet, you haven't even seen her."
Slipping himself out of his seat, Yunho extended his hand out towards Jongho, helping him up before proceeding to lead him out of the main hall and up the stairs. Jongho felt the pounding of his heart resonating in his ears, mouth slightly feeling dry the closer they approached the door of the private room. Gulping as he realized just behind those 2 doors he'd be faced with the very personification of his lustful desires, Jongho's hand slightly trembled as he reached for the doorknob. Snorting softly at the younger member's hesitation, Yunho leaned in and opened the door for him.
"Trust me Jongho, Y/N is actually very nice and will make sure you're comfortable at all times." Yunho assured him whilst simultaneously pushing him inside.
"How the hell do you know that?" Although Jongho's inquiry was more as a mental question towards himself, he was not ready for Yunho's answer.
"It's not the first time I've spent money for a one on one session with her-"
"Uh what?!"
Without getting any further explanation, Jongho watched as Yunho waved him a goodbye and closed the door, the light beeping sound letting him know that it was secured with a lock. Turning around, Jongho looked around and admired the soft pink aesthetic the room had been decorated with. It had a somewhat innocent and angelic vibe to it, which he didn't particularly dislike. In fact, he thought it was rather cute as in his mind he was already picturing a deep red lighting and a bunch of chains rattling across the walls. It was a pleasant contrast.
"I'm glad you seem to like the decor, I was here to make sure every detail would be to your liking."
Whipping his head towards the voice that startled him with their presence, Jongho's breath was caught when he saw none other than Y/N leaning against one of the walls, lips curled up in that mesmerizing smile of hers that never failed to melt him. With slow steps, she approached him, a completely tactic and intentional move so he'd be able to check her out from head to toe, and boy did he make use of it. He licked his lips as he took in her off white costume, consisting of a pearl beaded and lace bra that made sure to push up her soft looking breasts in the most alluring way, matching lace panties that had pearl studded clasps at the hip sides, no doubt intended for fast and hassle free removal. Her legs were accentuated by thigh high white stockings and the criminally high platform heels that helped her figure look elongated and more graceful. Her abdomen was decorated with a diamond belly chain that was fitted around her waist, a tiny pink butterfly pendant dangling in the middle, matching the pendant on the diamond choker that adorned her captivating neck. She had gone a lot more softer than she usually other for on her makeup, blush pink and soft coral main the focal points on the apples of her cheeks and lips, barely any color on her eyes save for the winged eyeliner that helped make her eyes look more enigmatic. Several parts of her body had been brushed with sparkling highlighter, mainly focusing on her shoulders, cheekbones, collarbone and the sides of her arms and thighs. Her hair was even styled differently, soft curled ends piled up into two half ponytails, the rest of her hair let down in similarly styled waves except for the long parted bangs that helped frame her face into having a more cutesy and angelic aura.
"Of course...." Her silky voice brought him out of his trance, making him focus his attention on her words.
"I did have a little help. Your friend told me a few things you seemed to favor." Her soft and semi mischievous giggle made him feel slightly abashed with himself.
Coming up close to him, Y/N took hold of his face, slightly squishing them in an affectionate manner.
"Don't be shy baby. Just sit back, relax and enjoy the show. Leave everything to me."
A soft gasp escaped Jongho's mouth when she playfully pushed him to sit on the cushioned seat behind him, nearly falling off but managing to catch himself before that happened. Strutting over to the pole in the middle of the room, Y/N looked at him and sent him a heart fluttering wink.
As if on cue, the lights dimmed just a bit as a slow and sensual song started to play. Whipping her hair around, Y/N's arm outstretched itself to take a firm hold of the pole. Kicking one leg off the floor and using it as momentum, it stayed outstretched while her other leg bent around the pole as well, helping her to spin around expertly the pole. No matter how many times he'd see her do it, Jongho could never stop himself from whispering a soft 'wow' at how effortlessly and natural she made it seem when he knew very well it took a lot of strength to execute such a move.
Spinning around a few turns, she carefully planted her feet back on the ground. Making sure she was facing Jongho, she kept one arm on the metal bar behind her as her body slowly slid down, back supported on the pole. She made sure to keep her legs parted, hips swaying side to side in rhythm with the music, her free hand caressing her bare inner thigh with a teasing motion. Once down on the floor, she stayed on her knees as she trailed her hands up her torso, cupping her breasts and giving them a hard squeeze. Jongho widened his eyes when he watched her turn her back to him, still on her knees as her hands reached up to unhook her bra. He watched with anticipation as she peeled the straps off her shoulders, taking it off one arm, then the other until it was tossed across the room.
"Oh fuck-" He groaned when he came face to face with her bare chest for the first time since he started going over to the club. Being such a popular dancer, Y/N only fully stripped in settings like this, private room to wealthy paying customers, a privilege he now got to experience thanks to Yunho.
Taking hold of her breasts once more, she kneaded them between her palms, letting out a hiss as she purposefully pinched them to make them as hard as possible. As if the sight couldn't get more erotic, she lifted her hips slightly off the ground and proceeded to roll her hips up into the air, giving Jongho the perfect imagery of how she would look if she was on top of him, dick filling her pussy. After playing with her perky tits enough for his amusement, she got up once more and went back to the pole. Holding onto it, one hand a few inches away from the other, she lifted her body up and kept her legs spread as she spun around in a straddle spin. She made sure to keep a cheeky smile towards the man watching her performance, noticing that his hand began to rub dangerously close to his very obvious hard on.
"Oh sweet boy, don't worry, I won't keep you waiting." She giggled inwardly to herself.
Expertly, she spun herself down, legs further spreading as the eased into a middle split onto the floor. Y/N didn't stay long in that position, quickly bringing her knees together as she used the pole to help her get up off the floor. Circling around to be in front of Jongho once more, she turned around once more and bent down to touch her ankles. Her hands then proceeded to glide up her legs until they reached up to her barely covered ass cheeks. Wanting to play with him more, she playfully gave her ass a rather mild slap and if she had been able to she would have seen the effect it had on Jongho, the idol lightly jolting up from his seat as one of his hands twitched against his lap. Hands coming up to her hips, her fingers quickly snapped open the pearl decorated clasps on her underwear, the garment dropping fast onto the floor just like Jongho's mouth.
"Oh my god.." Was all he could mutter as he gazed at Y/N's bare pussy that was tempting him to go over and eat it up. Y/N did not make it any easier as her fingers once again reached back to spread her folds apart, letting him see just how wet and glistening they were. Feeling aroused and wanting to play with herself a bit, Y/N turned around to face Jongho again as she sat back down with legs spread. Hand reaching in between her thighs, Y/N threw her head back as she rubbed 3 of her fingers against her throbbing clit, spilling out the hottest moans Jongho had ever heard. His eyes stayed trained on her core, teeth tugging at his bottom lip as he saw how engorged and swollen her pussy lips were becoming thanks to her fast hand movements. As if the picture couldn't get any better-
"Jongho..." He tensed up when he heard her mutter his name. Opening her eyes, Y/N giggled at his shocked expression.
"Yes babyboy, you're not the only one who's getting turned on." She admitted, her rubbing becoming more intense and her sounds starting to get more high pitched. She could have made herself cum right then and there but she immediately halted her movements when she felt herself get too close to climaxing. She had already made up her mind that if she was going to cum, it was going to be on Jongho's cock, the very cock that she had been craving for quite some time. She vividly remembers the first time she saw him, sitting there in the crowd, eyes locked on her. Unlike the usual and common stares she'd get from other men that only displayed carnal lust and appetite, Jongho's eyes were different. They looked at her with pure adoration, staring at her as if she was an absolute goddess. He looked past her sexy body and dance and peered deep into the art and beauty of it, admiring each and every move she'd make onstage with fascination. Every time she'd perform and he was there, he always had an expression that seemed as if he had just discovered a priceless treasure or gem and Y/N loved the way he looked at her. He made her feel alive again, reminding her of why she loved performing, a love that had almost gone extinct after being viewed as nothing more than an object of entertainment and pleasure by many others. Seeing Jongho stare at her the way he did then, the way he was looking at her now, refueled that passion that had been buried deep inside her, being awakened once more by the man sitting in front of her.
Getting on all hands and knees, Y/N began crawling over to Jongho, the boy noticeably stiffening the closer she approached him. Sitting right in front of him, Y/N didn't hesitate to press her palms on his thick thighs, rubbing them in a gentle massage. She continued a pattern of stroking his thighs, thumbs occasionally pressing down hard. With a mischievous smirk, she hovered a hand above the tent in his pants before pressing it down to start palming him.
"Oh-Oh..." Jongho's breath hitched, thighs clenching at the feeling of her touching his intimate place, a picture he only got to live in his dreams up until that moment.
"You feel so big and thick even under these layers of clothes. Do you mind if I get a closer look?"
Noticing his hesitation and getting an inkling as to why it was, Y/N leaned forward, burying her face in between his legs as she placed her mouth right on top of his clothed bulge. Jongho outright moaned loudly at the contact, hips involuntarily bucking up each time she closed her mouth over his tent, only to open it back up before repeating the ministrations.
"Y/N please....." Jongho whined. Y/N giggled underneath him, the vibrations doing nothing but riling him up further. Giving in, Jongho began to unzip his pants, his hands sudden being pried off as Y/N took over and finished the task of undressing him. She pulled his pants and briefs down to pool around his ankles, face marveling at the sight of his erect cock right in front of her.
"Oh I was right. You are very thick and big."
Getting up, Y/N sat herself on top of Jongho's lap, the man underneath her gasping when she started rolling her hips against his, her wet folds coating his cock with her juices.
"Y/N are...are you sure this is ok?" He finally voiced out the biggest concern he had about all this.
Chuckling, Y/N wrapped her arms around Jongho's neck, leaning in close enough that her lips fanned over his own.
"Honey, it's perfectly fine. The only rules that apply inside these 4 walls are the ones that I set."
Taking hold of his hands, she placed them on her hips before continuing.
"And the number 1 rule is having you touch me as you please."
Jongho hesitantly ran his hands across her sides, still apprehensive about getting himself or her in trouble. Pouting slightly, Y/N began to grind her hips harder down onto his cock, gasping softly each time her clit felt stimulated by his shaft. That tiny action served to have him slide his hands down to cup her ass, squeezing harshly as he himself began bucking his hips upwards, matching the pace that she had set. He kept his eyes trained on the way her breasts bounced each time she moved fiercely on top of him. Releasing his grip on her ass, he placed them on top of her pillowy mounds, giving them tight squeezes that had Y/N shuddering when his thumbs brushed against her nipples, being extremely sensitive in them. After toying around with her sensitive nubs, making sure to flick them every so often, Jongho licked his lips before pressing his face against in between her tits. Opening his mouth, he latched his lips against one of her nipples, giving it harsh suckles, loud and sloppy noises being heard even over the music. Y/N closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his warm mouth on her boobs. Her fingers came up and tangled themselves on the back of his hair, palms unconsciously pressing him into her chest even further, back arching so that he would be able to take more of her soft flesh inside his mouth. Releasing the first nipple with a loud pop and a thin trail of saliva, Jongho knew it wouldn't be fair if her other nipple didn't get payed the same attention the other got. With a groan, his mouth once again enclosed over her nipple, practically devouring it into his warm and wet cavern.
Y/N's hip movements started to become more and more frantic. After having teased Jongho and herself so much before, she was beginning to feel much too hot and bothered, her pussy feeling empty and in desperate need to be filled with a fat and thick cock. Pulling Jongho's face off her chest, she suddenly got off his lap so she could move over towards the ottoman on the other side of the room. Getting on all fours, she presented her ass to Jongho once more, hand reaching in between to play with her reddened clit.
"Jongho please fuck me. Fuck this little hole of mine and use it as you want."
Not wanting to wait to see if it was a dream that he would wake up from or not, Jongho got up from his seat and began walking over to the exotic dancer. His clothes started to form a trail across the floor as he stripped out of every article of clothing he had on, the last garment dropped right as he came up behind her round and firm ass that was just begging to be slapped by one of his palms. Cupping the sides of her ass, Jongho rubbed the tip of his cock against her slickened lips, his precum mixing with hers, some of it even oozing down lightly on the floor. Any other time she would have appreciated how soft and gentle he was being, but right now that was the last thing she needed.
"Jongho don't tease me. Just drill that cock inside me and break me like one of those apples you break." She didn't even care that she accidentally made it known that she knew very well what he was capable of doing. Jongho on the other hand got a smug smile on his face after finding out that she had actually gone out of her way to do research on him.
Y/N had to press her hands against the top part of the couch to keep herself from holding forward after Jongho plunged his cock deep inside her. Not giving her dripping and warm walls time to prepare, Jongho began slamming his hips against her ass, his shaft being squeezed by her wet and clenching walls that made sure he wouldn't be going anywhere. Needy moans and cries of pleasure echoed in that room, most of them coming from the girl that was being impaled to the hilt by a thick cock repeatedly without mercy.
"Yes! Just like that!" She cried out, deep breaths spilling out as she pushed herself further back into Jongho's thrusts.
"You like being fucked like this?" He growled from behind, dropping one hand to slam hard against one of her cheeks that was rippling each time he pushed deep inside her core, the action making her walls contract painfully around Jongho's cock.
"I- yes! Fuck yes baby I do! I love being fucked as if I was nothing more than a glory hole." She shamelessly admitted.
Jongho once again brought his hand up and then dropped it down, giving her beautiful and supple ass a few repeated smacks, the loud cracking of his palm on her skin continuing to sound across the room until her flesh started to turn a pink-reddish hue. After getting his fill of making sure to slap her ass, Jongho cupped the sides of her soft cheeks, fingers digging harshly into her skin as he spread them out as much as they could, admiring the way his cock entered and re-entered her drenched hole.
"Fuck! You feel so good inside me baby, your going to make me cum."
Hearing those words made the male idol drive harder and more forceful thrusts into her body, using the power in his hips as his cock continued to stretch her tight hole. Y/N was losing her mind at how good the pleasure felt, she wouldn't have been suprised if her agape mouth was drooling saliva down her chin at the point. She focused on nothing else except relishing in how deep Jongho's cock was in her. She loved how rough he was being with her, and Jongho could also tell, her long drawn out screaming moans being a big clue that she was taking his hard thrusts very well. Too well. Swear began to mist both of their bodies, dripping down their foreheads and temples as his merciless pace continued. Y/N began to contract violently underneath him, her moans turning into full on wailing.
"Oh fuck! Jongho I'm gonna-"
She was caught off, lips only managing to spat out piercing whimpers of ecstasy as her juices seeped out and onto his length, warmly coating the entirety of his shaft. Y/N couldn't stop clenching around his cock, almost as if her body was purposefully trying to prolong her mind breaking orgasm. Feeling her spill all over him, Jongho's pace became more sloppy, less calculated, a clear indication that his own climax was not too far behind.
Knowing exactly where she wanted his cumshot, Y/N pulled away from Jongho's cock, quickly turning around and getting on her knees as her hand wrapped around his shaft and rapidly jerked him off, eyes looking up at him as she lowered her face even further so his tip would be right above her forehead.
"Oh shit!" Jongho spat out, head thrown back and eyes shut tightly, unable to hold back from cumming after realizing what Y/N had in store.
Within seconds Y/N felt his cum start to shoot out towards her face, tongue poking out to catch some of it. She loved how hot, thick and sticky it was. Her free hand came up to fondle his balls, proving to help in extending his high as much as possible as well making sure that more cum would be pumped out of him so that it could be splashed on Y/N's pretty face. The girl giggled as a second load shot out unexpectedly, drowning her face in cum as she swallowed what had been collected in her tongue. Jongho was panting almost feverishly when his high finally started to rescind, allowing him to calm his heartbeat that was pumping ferociously. Peering down, he let out a shocked exclaim as he saw the stripper's face drenched in his cum, a huge smile on her face that turned even brighter when she felt him get hard again in her hand. Making sure that his boner wouldn't go anywhere, Y/N leaned in and pressed a kiss to his tip, tongue poking out to dip into his slit.
"Your friend paid for 5 hours and we've only used up 2. What do you say we make his money worth while?"
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S.Coups (최승철):
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“The Return of Supercheol.”
synopsis: Choi Seungcheol, well known as the leader of SEVENTEEN, stage name S.Coups, is joining ‘The Return Of Superman’ show with his beautiful two-year-old daughter, Si-Eun. What is it like on the first morning with the new family?
genre: TROS(the return of superman)!au, parents!au, fluff
pairing: father!seungcheol x mother!reader (ft. daughter!si-eun)
a/n: I already made a previous one where he had a daughter so I decided to use the same name hehe + it's been a while since I've actually watched TROS but I only watched Seungjae, Haru, Hao (or Ha-oh), Jam Jam, William & Bentley, Naeun & Gunhoo, and Sian, now I don't watch much of it anymore but I remembered enough to make this :) + don't mind the title of this one, I didn't know what to call it lol
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Si-Eun woke up to the sound of birds chirping.
Her room was dark like usual. She quickly reached for her pink stuffed bunny that was always resting beside her bed with her.
After finding it, she dragged it along with her as she climbed out of her crib and headed for the door.
The MCs that were watching the show called her a smart and strong girl for being able to climb out of her rather tall crib.
Si-Eun walked into the living room with her bunny, whom she named Cherry.
Sunlight was shining through the house but Si-Eun did not see her mother or father in the living room.
Upon seeing the living room, the MCs commented on how large and clean the place was.
Si-Eun looked around to see some cute little pink houses (which were not actually houses) with a camera peeking out of them. She was a bit wary because she could see the people in the little houses.
There was a moment of complete silence before Si-Eun suddenly dashed off. She ran so quickly that even the MCs were impressed. She had left Cherry behind.
Si-Eun quickly opened the door to a bedroom, which was the parent's bedroom. She waddled quickly to Seungcheol, who was still sleeping and tapped his shoulder.
You were sleeping in Seungcheol's arms but awoke when the door busted open.
“Daddy, daddy,” Si-Eun said, her voice cute. To wake her father up, she gave him a quick peck on the lips. “There is someone in the house.”
You sat up and decided to play along. “There's someone in the house?”
You saw Si-Eun nod. Then she pressed her tiny index finger to her lips and made a “shhhh” sound.
Whispering, your daughter said, “If they are robbers, only dad can beat them with his strong arms, right?”
You tried to hold in your giggle. “That's right, let's wake him up.”
The MCs laughed at your daughter's cute words.
You lifted your daughter onto the bed and both of you leaned into your husband's ear. “Wake up, dad~~”
Seungcheol slowly opened his eyes, probably still half asleep.
“Dad, there are people in the house~!” Si-Eun got out of bed, taking her father's ring and pinky fingers with her tiny hand, dragging him out of bed. “Hurry, or else they might take Cherry!”
Seungcheol laughed and the MCs did too while watching the episode. They talked a little bit about your husband too.
You got out of bed and quickly followed after them.
“Dad, you're strong, right??”
“Of course, I'm superman.”
“Okay, then can you fly?”
Seungcheol laughed. “No, not yet~”
Together, he and Si-Eun walked back to the living room, where the ‘houses’ were at.
Si-Eun pointed to the houses when they walked into the living room. “That's them... are they bad people?”
“No, they are not bad people, but you did a good job running to me. You even left Cherry behind, didn't you?” Seungcheol walked over to Cherry, who was laying on the floor and picked him up.
Seungcheol handed Cherry back to his daughter, the natural sunlight flowing through the window blinded his eyes. Seungcheol laid down on the hard floor.
Si-Eun walked over to you, who was in the kitchen after brushing your teeth and washing your face.
“Si-Eun~ tell your father to go help you brush your teeth~” You said.
Si-Eun ran back to the living room and told her father what you said. They brushed their teeth together while looking at each other's reflections, Si-Eun in her father's arms so that she could see herself in the mirror.
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While your husband and daughter ate their breakfast sweetly, you put on a coat. For the day, you were going to leave those two alone, by themselves.
Of course, you felt a bit uneasy, but considering how much time Si-Eun spends with her father, you also felt relieved.
You tied up Si-Eun's hair into cute pigtails and dressed her up in a cute white shirt with a lamb on it and some denim overalls.
When it was about time for you to leave, you went to Si-Eun to say your last goodbyes for the day.
“Where are you going, mom??” Si-Eun asked.
“I'm going to my mother's house. I'll be gone for a long time so stay with your dad, okay?”
“Okay!” Si-Eun happily agreed in almost an instant.
You waved goodbye again and gave both Si-Eun and Seungcheol a kiss on the cheek.
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“Now that mom is gone, what would you like to do?” Seungcheol asked his daughter, who was jumping around with Cherry in her arms.
Si-Eun stopped to think, pouting a little.
“Is there something that your mommy didn't let you do?” Seungcheol asked, taking the hand of his beautiful daughter, Si-Eun. Si-Eun chuckled mischievously and then leaned toward her father's ear.
“Mommy didn't let me go to the playground yesterday because it was too cold,” Si-Eun said in a cute voice. Then she pointed to a large window. “It's bright today, isn't it?”
Seungcheol smiled and patted his sweet daughter on the back. “Should we go for a father-daughter picnic?” Seungcheol suggested.
Si-Eun nodded.
Your husband and daughter ended up going to the park, prepared for a picnic. They ate together and played on the playground together. Not only that, but Seungcheol also helped Si-Eun climb a tree!
The day ended with the two of them going back home and Si-Eun helping Seungcheol write lyrics. Seungcheol also taught Si-Eun to rap a little but in the end, she became a dancer instead.
Si-Eun copied the dances that her father used to perform and they had their own little concert in the house while you were gone.
In the end, Si-Eun was getting tired so Seungcheol picked her up and held her in his arms, talking to her as he wrote lyrics. She fell asleep in his arms.
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“Such a lovely first day! After all that playing, beautiful Si-Eun must've been so tired!” The male MC said, with a small laugh.
“We have to appreciate Father Cheol too, he played with her so well and took such good care of her without her mother there,” The female MC continued. “Their father-daughter chemistry was truly superior!”
“Right, and Si-Eun was so cute! I'm going to look forward to all of their episodes!” The male MC exclaimed.
You were sitting in front of the TV, watching with a smile on your face throughout your husband and daughter's first episode on The Return of Superman.
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Rivalry
Jean kirstein x Eren Jeager x reader
⚠ Sexual Content Ahead ⚠
Summary: Threesome with Eren and Jean in the middle of a party? Hell yeah.
Word count: 2.4k
"So, how do I look?" coming from the bathroom you asked your roommate about your outfit.
"YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY STUNNING Y/N!This little black dress really brings out your curves, " Hitch squealed.
"Aww Thank you bestie! When are you getting dressed?" you questioned looking for your black heels.
"I was just about to, I bet this party is going to be the best ever organized this year," Hitch excitedly said.
"Right? Heard that almost all students are going, I feel like it's going to be crazy and moreover it's organized by Jean,"you added while wearing your jewelries.
Hitch came out in a sexy red sleeveless dress which suited her perfectly.
" Oh. my. god. Marry me right now, what did I do to deserve such a pretty best friend, "you flattered her wiping fake tears from your eye.
" Says the girl who's going to take all the boys' breaths and by boys I specifically mean Eren and Jean, "she replied eyeing you from head to toe.
"Sheesh Hitch, you know that I'm not interested in them right?" you said arms crossed.
"I don't know y/n, that little blush is saying something else. So who are you going to choose among them?" Hitch teased.
"I'm pretty both of them asked me out due to their rivalry with each other but I have no interest in helping either win," you said with a sigh.
"I mean you may never know that they actually do have feelings for you, I remember seeing Jean stare at you during class," she explained wearing her makeup. Smacking her lips to spread the lipstick, she turned to look at you, "At least give one of them a chance? Like two of the hottest guys on the campus asked you out, think about it y/n," she suggested.
"They were already my best friends but maybe until tonight I'll try to make a decision but for now let's go enjoy okay?" you beamed.
"Let's go impress some bitches, have some liquor, spit on our haters and have the best night of our life," flicking your hair back you left the dorm with Hitch agreeing with you.
Parking your car, you got out to admire the grandiose building belonging to Jean in sight. Muffled music could be heard through the walls.
"Maybe I should give Jean the chance," you said.
"Haha yes girl get that bag," Hitch giggled dragging you inside.
Laughter, people making out on the dancefloor, a background scent of sweat mixed with booze, you finally saw your friends near the bar counter. Conversations stopped the second everyone noticed me and Hitch's entry.
" All eyes on me in the centre of the ring just like a circus," you sang in her ear as she smirked.
Walking proudly to radiate your confidence, both of you went to the bar, the crowd going back to their initial interaction.
"Hey guys!" you shouted throwing yourself on Sasha.
"Welo," Connie replied with a drink in his hand.
"Where are the others?" Hitch asked them.
"Mikasa, Armin and Eren haven't arrived yet and Jean is ensuring everything is in control," Ymir answered hugging Historia close to her.
Ordering a glass of wine from the bartender, you sipped said drink while chatting with your friends. Right at that moment the trio entered through the door.
" Look they came,"Historia pointed at them.
" Hello everyone, where's Jean? "Armin asked.
You looked at Eren taking in how he was looking so attractive in an all black outfit. However, he did not once glance in your direction making you assume it was because you haven't yet given him an answer.
" There he is,"Mikasa said as the man in question neared the group.
" Is everyone having fun? "Jean enquired leaning on the counter.
His stance screamed dominance but in such a subtle way it was sensual. You tried to meet his eye but he didn't acknowledge your presence too. Well, it was what you were supposing to be as in in contrary both of them were enraptured with your appearance they couldn't bring themselves to look at you.
"I'm going to the dancefloor," you announced frustrated by the lack of attention you got from the two men after finishing your third drink.
Pushing your way in, moving to the music you tried to take off your mind off having to choose someone between them. A stranger came up to you to ask if they could dance with you. With no hesitation noticing how handsome he was, you let him hold you in his arms as a distraction.
"Not gonna lie, I'm gonna be shocked if she doesn't hook up with someone tonight, like look at her man," Hitch commented hoping to push either Eren or Jean to approach you.
"Right? She honestly looks so hot," Sasha added understanding what she was trying to do.
Like they hoped, the tactic worked as both men stood up together. They looked in each other's eye as though communicating telepathically passing one message and it was to not let anyone come near to you.
Heading into the crowd to find you, Hitch and Sasha high fived leaving everyone else in the unknown.
Searching all round, they at last found you dancing with a random guy, your body all over him. There was a cold fury in their eyes and Eren pursued his lips in anger. He went up to the guy and gave him a death stare. The stranger felt his blood drain from his face into his gut as he abruptly left you.
At first you were puzzled at why the guy just disappeared until you saw Jean and Eren and understood the situation.
"Mind if I dance with you?" Eren asked holding his hand out.
"May I too?" Jean rushed in not to let Eren take the sole lead.
Taking both hands smilingly you replied, "Yes, you both may."
Jean twisted you in his arms pressing your ass against his hips as Eren held your waist in his hands your chest against his, both guys grinding on you.
Eren leaned in and hid his face in the crook of your neck. You tilted your head to give him more access to the area as he licked his tongue over your so sensitive skin.
Jean feeling a bit left out took a glass of wine from a passing waiter grabbed your soft flocks in his hand and pulled it slowly to not hurt you. Your head was placed on his shoulder as Eren continued to nibble on your neck.
"Open your mouth," Jean ordered you his lips brushing your ear and you obeyed without arguing.
He then poured the wine from the glass into your mouth. Moaning through the process, the liquid coursed from your throat into your stomach spreading its warmth all over. Jean still grinding on you pushed his hips forward for you to feel his growing bulge.
Rhythmically swaying your body to the beats of the music playing, you brushed your ass to Jean's bulge and hips against Eren's. Being sandwiched between them was like a dream come true.
Eren's hands slid up and down your arms, head intact on your neck. Jean was not doing any lesser either as he bent over to reach the other side of your neck, his hot breath ruffling and began showering it with kisses.
Grabbing your chin to lift it up, Eren pressed his soft lips on yours tasting the alcohol from your mouth.
"Hey- that's not fair," Jean snatched you from Eren, threw your body on his shoulder and slapped your ass to carry you away. Shortly Eren followed, "Give her back to me!"
Jean made you sit on a bed gently, kissed you lightly on your cheek then went to close the door of the room but Eren busted in right before he could.
"Oh you're not having her all to you, not until I'm still alive," Eren stated.
"Fuck you Eren, I'm not going to let you have her either you know," Jean cursed him.
At this point you didn't know what to say as anticipation filled your being so you just allowed everything happen by itself.
Before Jean could do anything, Eren rushed to you, pulled you in his arms made out with you in front of him to make him jealous which of course worked.
" Jeager!" Jean shouted approaching you both.
Eren's tongue was roaming in all corners of your mouth to explore them, a small moan leaving your throat.
Both guys froze hearing that.
"Eren, move I want to be the one to make her create those cute sounds," Jean pushed Eren to replace his mouth on you.
Jean was more passionate than Eren, probably because of the jealousy he was feeling.
"How about we hear what y/n has to say?" Eren suggested.
"Yeah y/n, make a decision, it's either Eren or me," Jean continued.
"I-, guys trust me I've been thinking about this and honestly speaking, for me it's either both of you or no one. Don't get me wrong you're both equally amazing and handsome so choosing one is just unfair. I love you both but I'm not going to choose one I'm sorry. Moreover, I don't want to fuel the rivalry between you two," looking at the floor you replied. You thought that this would make them feel disappointed but in reality it was the contrary
" Y/n..,"Jean hugged you so did Eren from the back.
" I'm glad you didn't choose to reject one of us, "Eren whispered in your ear.
" Yeah I'm so pleased too, "Jean agreed lifting your chin to kiss the bottom of your neck.
" And don't appogise y/n, you're not at fault here, we are for asking you out because of our competition so let us make up for it, "Eren's voice holding the promise of sex.
His hands unzipped your dress pealing it off you to leave you in your black lace underwear. Both Jean and Eren's face went scarlet red on seeing you in this state.
From the back Eren's big, warm hands reached out to cup your boobs while nibbling on your shoulder. In front Jean knelt down on you to kiss you on your stomach as his hands were caressing your curves.
Taking Eren's face in one hand, you stroked his face with your thumb, the other hand in Jean's hair playing with it.
"Can I?" Jean asked indicating to the removal of your undergarment.
"By all means, do whatever you wish," you gave both consent.
Seizing this opportunity Eren unhooked your bra and let it fall to the ground.
"You're so beautiful y/n," Jean gasped.
Your body chose that moment to shiver.
Not being able to control it anymore Eren lifted you in bridal style dropping you lightly on the bed. Ripping his shirt of his toned body, your eyes were locked on his abbs. Jean lost no time in taking his off too.
You were mesmerised. Those men were built like fantasies, their chest sculptured with the honed muscles of a god.
"Come here."
To your astonishment they obeyed sitting on each of your sides.
"What do you want us to do angel?" Jean asked with such adoration in his eyes.
"Tell us your deepest desires, we will make it a reality," placing his hand over your thighs Eren encouraged you.
"Use me as your plaything."
This one simple request was enough to send them off the edge.
"As you wish m'lady," Jean replied before kneeling in front of you.
More kisses along your neck by Eren while Jean split your legs to bury his face in between. You sucked in a deep breath.
Trailing his tongue on your inner thighs up to your soaked folds, Jean teased you.
Taking your mouth into a fiery kiss, sucking on your lower lip, Eren fondled your boobs. Sticking your tongue out to ask for permission he took it in without a second thought.
"Hmmm ah-," you panted on his mouth as Jean kissed your core, giving it a tender lick. Grabbing your hips to forbid you to move, he inserted his tongue in and out of you while rubbing your clit with his fingers. Pure heaven.
"You like that huh?"
You threw your head back at his words humming a yes, Eren proceeding to move from your neck to your collarbones to mark himself on your skin. A slight pain overcoming with pleasure sent chills down your spine.
"Jeaaann- ah- Ereenn," you screamed their names turning them on more.
Shortly after your stomach clenched as you came on Jean's face.
"You taste so good y/n," he said licking his lips.
"Now's my turn," Eren declared unbuckling his pants topping you.
"You okay with this right?" he asked concernedly caressing your cheek. You nodded and looked over to Jean signaling him to come over your head.
Slowly penetrating his dick into your cunt, you stifled a moan as you were helping Jean take off his trousers, his hardened member sprung free from its trap.
As Eren was thrusting his hips in you moaning your name, you were jerking Jean off with your hand, him panting loudly.
"Y/n go faster please," Jean whined.
Spreading his precum oozing from the tip, your fingers stroked it down the shaft.
"Forgive me for what im about to do y/n," the unbearable thirst pushed Jean to shove his swollen dick into your mouth. You muffled a moan at his action willingly taking it. Moving your wet muscle inside your mouth, you sucked him.
"Fuck y/n you feel so good tightly wrapped around me," Eren breathed picking up speed. Your breath stuck in your lungs, your eyes rolled back.
Two handsome men fucking you senselessly, you couldn't be in any more bliss.
"Good girl," Jean petted your hair as you swallowed every drop of him. Collapsing next to you, he was gradually grasping his breath.
On the other hand, Eren was still going pushing and pulling into you and from you.
"Go ahead, cum for me y/n."
Your legs were practically shaking as you came a second time over him. Realising he was reaching his limit, he pulled out and released his hot fluid on your belly.
Out of breath, he fell onto you as you hugged him. Ruffling Jean's hair you tried to wake him up.
"Jean we have a party remember? now wake up, you don't want people thrashing your house. You too Eren, Mikasa must be worried sick by now with your absence," you advised both only for your words to fall on deaf ears.
Sighing you stayed still to enjoy their warmth a little more.
Just a little more.
End.
Thank you for reading this. :)
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Where It Leads (Rafe Cameron)
Summer III
Part 06: Round And Round
series masterlist | previous part
summary: It seems like the stars have finally aligned to give Rafe Cameron and you a summer of blissful happiness.
a/n: This got a little longer than I expected but I'm not mad at it. I had to give them at least one summer of being cute together before the other shoe drops. The final part to this series will be out Thursday!
word count: 3.2k words (warning this gets decently smutty 18+)
The Island Club had a special glow to it as the sun sunk below the horizon and the thousands of fairy lights strung up around the yard flickered on. A breeze rippled through the warm summer air, making the perfect kind of weather. You took in the sight. The people mingling on the lawn, all dressed in their best clothing. Waiters dashing around, keeping everyone's drinks filled. Bits and pieces of conversations floated up into the night.
You'd finally settled on a long, black satin gown with a deep v-neck that’d you'd found hidden away on the sale rack. Your mother had fussed over how plain it was and how much skin it showed but you were sure it was the right dress from the moment you slipped it on. You'd agreed to let your mom twist your hair into a single braid that fell down your back and she’d stuck bobby-pins with tiny rhinestones in at random intervals. You had painted your lips a deep crimson red to pull it all together.
You were starting to understand the appeal of the whole thing. There was a certain feeling of glamour to the night. Your eyes roamed the lawn noticing Cleo and Milo snuggled close together on the dance floor, swaying to the soft music playing. That was new. Good for them. They looked happy together.
Most people were already here since your Nonna had insisted on being fashionably late.
The hair on the back of your neck stood up as you heard Rafe's voice from behind you. You turned around and the sight of him made your mind go blank. You'd let yourself picture how Rafe Cameron might look in a suit but the real deal was so much better.
Rafe cleared his throat snapping you back to reality. "You look nice," he said, the compliment bringing a smile to your face.
"You too, Cameron."
"Hey, come with me. I wanna talk to you." He reached down, taking your hand and you slipped your fingers between his, letting him lead you back inside. Almost every person you passed seem to know Rafe and smiled at him or stopped for a quick "hello."
He pulled open a heavy door and ushered you inside. It was the same bathroom where you'd meet Sarah for the first time while trying to escape boring lunch small talk. What were you doing here? Rafe leaned down, checking that all the stalls were in fact empty before turning the hatch on the door to lock it.
Rafe smiled at you widely. "Hi," he muttered as he brought his hand up to cup your face, running his thumb over your cheek.
The butterflies sprung up in your stomach almost immediately.
"Hi," you said back quietly, afraid of breaking the moment.
He walked you backward gently until you felt the cool wall against the exposed skin of your back.
His mouth was dangerously close to yours. His other hand landed on your thigh and he slowly slide it upwards. You weren't sure if you cursed buying a dress with such a high slit or were grateful for the easy access.
“Rafe, we can't do this again. Not here,” you warned but you were sure he could see right through your words. “We were both drunk last time.”
“And I’m completely sober now.” His hand inched closer to your core.
“Do you even remember it?”
“Do you really think I would have dragged you in here and have you pressed up against this wall if I didn’t? Yes, I remember it y/n. I remember the whole very clearly.”
Rafe dropped his voice to just above a whisper. He smoothed his thumb over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. “Tell me to stop. Tell me you don’t want this.” But you did want. You wanted it so badly it was killing you. Every bit of you turned to jelly under his touch and you wanted Rafe’s hands all over your body. You had zero interest in telling him to stop. His fingers ghosted over your underwear and you let out a whine without realizing it. “See, I’m barely even touching you and you’re already whining for me.”
Your forehead dropped to his shoulder as he moved your underwear aside, dipping his fingers into your folds.
“Ah, ah, ah. Look at me, baby.” Rafe said, pushing your head back upright before he moved his hand down to wrap his fingers around your throat. His eyes meet yours. This was a different side of Rafe. Rougher and wild but incredibly sexy.
Another moan caught in your throat as he pushed two fingers inside of you. “Fuck, Rafe.”
Your back arched off the wall and a loud moan tumbled off your lips as he hit the sweet spot inside of you. “Good girl,” Rafe praised. His words turning you on even more.
Rafe could tell you were nearing your climax and slide his fingers out suddenly.
“Fuck you, Cameron,” you spit.
He laughed. “Please, it couldn’t be more evident that you want to,” he replied, hiking your dress all the way up to your waist, pulling your lacy underwear down to the floor before undoing his belt and kicking his own pants off. Your fingers fumbled with the buttons of his dress shirt, desperately pulling it open to run your hands over his beautifully chiseled abdomen. 
His clothed dick, bulging out of his boxers, rubbed against your clit and your hips bucked up automatically, craving the friction.
Rafe ran his thumb over your bottom lip, slipping it into your mouth as it naturally fell open. “God, you look so fucking hot right now y/n. So so pretty.” He pushed your hips back against the wall, harshly. “But let’s remember, I’m in charge here.”
“Please, Rafe,” you begged. You knew he was going to keep teasing you, loving the way you squirmed under his words.
Rafe pushed his boxer down this knees freeing his hard cock before pulling a condom out of the jacket, unrolling it over his dick. He lined it up with your entrance, pushing into your slowly. The pace almost making you cry out.
“Jesus, Cameron. Fuck me already if you’re going to,” you hissed, annoyed with the ends he was pushing you to.
Rafe chuckled, his eyes locked with yours as he slammed his whole length into you. You bit down on your bottom lip trying to stay quiet.
Rafe reached down, hooking your leg around his waist so he could enter you at a new angle. Your arms wrapped around his shoulder, holding onto him for support. Your breath hitched as his thumb began to rub small circles on your clit.
"Fuck, you feel amazing," Rafe said, his own breathing uneven. "I needed to do this again."
His mouth attached to your neck, kissing and sucking and you were sure you would find a hickey there tomorrow morning. He rested his forehead on yours, your mouths an inch apart.
You could feel your release growing closer and closer. Rafe's own movements were getting sloppy and desperate. He closed the distance, landing his lips on yours, catching your moans as you came undone. He continued to kiss you, slipping his tongue into your mouth, finishing just seconds later.
Neither of you moved for a few moments, savoring the feeling of just holding each other. Your lips met again, the kiss was sweet and slower but still full of passion.
“That was a super productive conversation, Cameron,” you joked.
“I didn’t come here to have one.” He smirked, moving away from you to slip back on his pants. You walked over to the mirror to evaluate how disheveled Rafe’s impromptu due need to fuck had left you. Some piece of hair had sipped out of your braid but they framed your face nicely making it look almost intentional so you could definitely get away with it. Your red lipstick was noticeably gone. If your mom got suspicious, you’d have to blame it on not being able to find a straw. Though the stain on Rafe’s own lips might give you away.
Rafe came up from behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. You watched his movements in the mirror.
With a face like pretty it really was no surprise you found yourself in situations like this. Not that you were complaining. But Rafe had this pull on you that was truly indescribable but impossible to resist.
“Should we get back out there?” You asked. “People might start wondering where you went.”
“Let them,” Rafe replied, placing another kiss on your neck, just below the edge of your jaw. It was your favorite place to feel his lips on you. That spot in particular sent a shiver through your body whenever he kissed it.
“I’ll go first and you follow in five minutes.”
“We can just leave together,” he countered.
“Phoebe might see.”
Rafe hesitated, picking up on the double meaning of your words but wanting to avoid a fight over it. “Okay. You go first.”
☼☼☼
You let yourself get pulled into Rafe Cameron’s orbit for the remainder of the summer. You became a regular figure at the group’s parties, becoming especially fast friends with Riley as you spent more time together and bonded over the world that was high school theater. Milo had claimed you as his beer pong partner from the beginning and the two of you had managed to remain undefeated. The evenings usually ended in you and Rafe sneaking away to his house or yours, the culmination of sly glances and flirtatious winks you’d been teasing each other with the entire time. You left your window perpetually unlocked and learned how to dart across the Cameron’s front lawn without making the motion-sensor lights go off.
One summer night, near the middle of July, you were standing on Rafe's front porch having slipped out quietly when the light clicked on illuminated the yard, You froze, fearing you'd been caught by Rose or worse by Ward but instead, Sarah stepped out of the shadows, her eyes equally wide with fear of being caught.
"Shit, she cursed, half giggling. "I usually don't make that go off."
"Where have you been?" You asked her playfully.
"I meet a boy," she confessed.
Your features contorted into a smile seeing the happiness radiating off Sarah.
"Aw Sarah. I'm so happy for you. Just be safe, okay?" It was hard to believe but Sarah was now the same age you'd been when you and Rafe had first meet.
"Don't worry, y/n. Nothing's even happened. We just sit in his room, talking for hours," she paused, finally realizing the strangeness of you standing on her front porch in the early hours of the morning. "Oh my God. Wait? Are you and Rafe...? It’s about time."
You held out your hand to shush her. The look on your face giving away all your secrets.
"You're good for him," Sarah added. "You're good for each other."
The light clicked off again, the darkness of the night enveloping the two of you.
"That's my cue." You reached out, pulling Sarah in for a quick hug, placing a loving kiss in her blonde hair.
"Bye." She squeezed her arms tighter around your waist before letting go.
☼☼☼
You knocked on the door of Sawyer's pool house, the location the group had decided on for the night after a rather fierce argument in the group chat, one you had pointedly stayed our off. Rafe opened the door, smiling at your presence before stepping outside, pulling the door closed behind him.
He leaned down for a kiss. "Hi," he said.
"Hi," you replied, your lips meeting his.
His hand automatically reached for yours. "C'mon. I wanna do something fun tonight."
"But isn't everyone in there?" You pointed behind him.
"Yeah, but it's just gonna be the same boring thing. Sawyer's drunk already because he can't hold his alcohol for shit. Phoebe thinks we should hit up some touran's party. And Cleo and Milo are no-shows. So let’s go do something else."
You shrugged. You'd much rather have Rafe all to yourself anyway. "Okay, where are we going?"
“It’s a surprise.”
Ten minutes later and Rafe was pulling into the desert parking lot of his high school. “Welcome to the Kook Academy. That’s not it’s actual name but everyone on the island just calls it that since none of the pogues can afford to go here.”
The lofty walls of the private school loomed above you. It looked like a fucking castle that belonged in the rolling heels of Europe, definitely not in the middle of North Carolina.
“C’mon. You can see practically the entire island from the roof.”
“How the hell are we gonna get up there?” You asked.
“The lacrosse team pulled this sweet prank last season and I still have the keys to the roof. Plus, it’s summer. No one’s even here.”
“You’re gonna be the death of me, Rafe Cameron.”
He leaned across the middle console, sliding a hand being your neck and pulling your face close into his. “I promise it’ll be worth it,” he said before landing his lips on yours.
Soon you were climbing into his lips, straddling his hips. The roof-top adventure temporarily put on hold. You gripped his blonde locks as his hands worked their way under your shirt.
"I thought we were breaking into your high school?" You tesed.
"We are. Right now, I'm just trying to break into your bra," Rafe answered.
"Okay." You shoved his hand away. "On account of the fact that that was the worst comeback I've ever heard, let's go."
"I can't help it. Your tits were distracting me," he answered, trying to reach for them again.
You swatted his hand away "Rafe."
"Party pooper," he replied with a frown.
"You're such a drama queen." You leaned down for a quick kiss, tearing your lips away before he had the chance to pull you in deep.
Rafe hadn't lied. The view from the roof was breathtaking. You could see all the way to the end of the island from the top of the fourth-story building. The cars moving below were tiny dots, the people even smaller. You stood at the edge, your eyes fixed on the churning ocean stretching beyond the horizon. The whole thing felt eternal.
Rafe's eyes watched your own, the glint in them growing as you took in the sight.
"Holy shit, Rafe. This is amazing," you said, wrapping your arms tight around his neck, not looking away from the skyline.
"I thought you might think so."
The two of you stayed like that and watched the sun disappear below the horizon in a blaze of orange and pink glory before the dark night sky littered with brights stars replaced it.
The wind nipped at your skin, fiercer up here than on the ground. It made you snuggle into Rafe's side, stealing his body heat to stay warm.
"Ready to go back down?" Rafe asked.
"Not yet." You weren't prepared for this moment to end. You longed to stay in it, here, with him, for as long as you could.
"Okay," Rafe answered, pulling your back closer into his chest and wrapping his arms tighter around you to fight off the cold. "Okay," he repeated. He let a few more minutes pass before breaking the silence again.
“I bought you something.”
You turned to face him, eyebrows raised in surprise. Rafe had money, obvious, but you never knew him to be much of a gift-giver. Mostly, because he was hyperaware that the money belonged to Ward, not him. Rafe reached into his back pocket, producing a small black velvet box. You took it from his outstretched hands and opened it. Inside, lay a beautiful gold necklace with a single dainty star.
You look up at Rafe tears welling in your eyes from the romantic gesture. Your heart swelled. “Oh my God. I love it, Rafe.” I love you. You stopped yourself before those three little words, three words more explosive than dynamite, had the chance to slip out as well.
“Don’t cry, baby. It’s only a necklace. Want me to put it on you?”
You nodded, handing Rafe back the box. You lifted up your hair up with one hand and he carefully draped the necklace around your neck, fastening the clasp in the back.
Rafe smiled at the look of it hanging around your neck like a reminder that you always had him, that you would always have him.
“Thank you, babe. I seriously love it.” You took the necklace between your fingers peering down at it.
“Anything for my girl.” 
☼☼☼
Hours later, you were back in Rafe’s room, laying on top of him, your naked stomachs pressed together, your head resting on his chest, your legs intertwined beneath the comforter. Rafe ran his index finger lazily up and down your arm, goosebumps springing up in its wake. You lifted your head off his chest to look at him.
“I think we should maybe talk about what happened last summer," you started.
“Why?” He asked back.
“Uh, cause you told me to pick and I didn’t pick you. But then I get back to the Outer Banks and we sleep together within the first week.”
“But you’re not dating Evan anymore.”
“Right.”
“So what’s there to talk about. You’re free to fuck anybody you want. Preferably me, right now, again.” He eagerly moved you so that your already sensitive core, from the night's earlier activities, was straddling his thigh. You groaned at the contact, quickly shifting away as not to let him distract you from the conversation.
“What about Phoebe?” You asked.
“What about Phoebe?”
“Well, you took her to Midsummers.”
“Cause we’re friends and I knew it would make Ward happy.”
You paused. “But we’re friends.”
“Baby, trust me. Phoebe and I are not the same kind of friends me and you are.” His palm landed on your back, rubbing small comforting circles.
"Meaning you're not sleeping with her?" The words came as a question, though you’d meant it as a statement.
"Definitely not." Rafe paused. "It's just you."
This was the closest you'd come to having the 'What are we?' conversation. You had suspected the two of you had been exclusive for some time but it was refreshing to hear Rafe say it aloud.
"Yeah, it's just you for me too," you replied.
You started to move off Rafe's warm body. “Where are you going?” he asked.
“I gotta get home. My mom’s started going on these crazy 6 a.m morning runs and I’m afraid she’s gonna catch me sneaking it.” You leaned down to kiss him again. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Ward and I are leaving for those college visits tomorrow.”
Oh shit, you had forgotten about that. “And my flight back’s the week after that.” The implication of your words hung in the air. The summer was coming to a close and you couldn’t stop it.
“It’s okay y/n. We’ll call and text during the school year and next summer you’ll be back.”
“Right,” you agreed, trying to ignore the sinking feeling growing in your stomach. You had the summer-fling of your dreams with Rafe and here he was promising to stay in touch so why didn’t it feel good? Why didn't it feel right?
“I gotta go. Have a good trip.” You took Rafe's face in your hands hoping to kiss away the uneasy feeling. Rafe's hands wandered down to cup your butt, pulling you back on top of him.
“Rafe...” you trailed off as his tongue slipped into your mouth.
“Shhh,” he mumbled back.
You knew you should probably pull yourself away from him, staying would cut it too close with your mom but the way his hands roamed your body was making it hard to think about anything rationally. He rolled your hips against his already hard-again dick. Fuck, the things this boy did to you were dangerous. Besides, maybe this would distract you from that achy feeling you had about the future so you let yourself kiss Rafe back desirously.
But two weeks later, as the tires of your plane lifted off the runway, en route back to Oregan, that feeling hadn’t gone away in the slightest.
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Only In Your Dreams
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Genre: Incubus!
Warning: Smut
Word Count: 2.7k
Summary: you've seen his face only a few times and now it haunts you in your dreams. Fucking you, teasing you. Will you believe him when he tells you what he truly is and what he wants?
Walking down the halls of the hospital, you head the sliding doors open and the sound of a gurney being rushed in by paramedics.
"Unconscious male, late twenties, shallow breathing, low stats." You hear him yell.
"In here." The doctor says, motioning them to the room near you.
The stretcher passes you, giving you only a split second glance at the man laying lifeless, he was handsome from what you saw and then he was gone.
You wondered what happened to him?
3 months later
"I'm telling you." Hwasa whines. "He's so beautiful. I just want to die."
"He's in a coma." You say, giving her a look.
"Doesn't mean he's not attractive, because he is. You really should look. Just take a peak." She giggles, making you roll your eyes.
"Yeah, sure, just let me go peak inside an unconscious man's room. That's not weird." You laugh.
"It's not Ayn. You're a nurse, pretend you're doing nurse things. You two would look cute together." She smiles.
"Oh my god, Hwasa. You're too much. I'm an ER nurse, I don't work in intensive care."
"Just think about it." She says, hopping off a gurney. "Take a peak." She yells, walking down the hall, heading back to work.
You stand there debating with yourself. What could it hurt? You could just take a small glance in the room so you could tell her that he wasn't that cute and she has too much time on her hands.
Deciding to do it, you try to look like you're not suspicious or up to any good as you walk through the halls of intensive care. The nurses on that floor are all currently far too busy to notice someone who should be there.
Room 3527. You stand outside the door with your hand on the door knob, wondering if this really was a good idea or not. You just go for it, and open the door before slipping inside. Walking up to his bed, you see his face. It looks familiar, but you have to agree from what you can see around the tubes and ventilators, he's extremely handsome.
Beep beep beep
Your pager startles you, causing you to jump, your stomach to sink and your heart to race. You laugh at your nervousness before leaving the room and heading back to the ER where you're needed.
**
13 hours later you're laying in your bed, feet hurting, legs sore, mind completely drained. You didn't even bother to remove your scrubs, your body too exhausted from your shift. You had only been on the job for a little over 4 months and despite your body being used to the long days, your mind wasn't. It was so weak by the end of your shifts, easily manipulated. Too easy.
That night was the first night you had a dream about the man you had seen for a moment, lying unconscious in his room. You were laying in your bed, only wearing a bra and panties, propped up on your elbows. He walks into the room, wearing only boxers as he smirks at you, his eyes scanning over your body.
As he comes closer, you lay down on the bed, unsure of why you're bending to his will but really, you're not complaining. He crawls on the bed, climbing over you to straddle you. He leans down, his plump lips gently pressing against your neck. His tongue lightly licking up to your earlobe, which he nibbles on, sending shivers down your spine.
He moves himself down your body, placing kisses on your stomach as he moves lower and lower. He looks you in the eyes, smirking as he hooks his fingers in your panties. You lift yourself up, helping him to discard the piece of clothing in his way.
He takes his fingers, spreading your lips, his tongue ready to work..
Beep
Beep
Beep
Groaning, you roll over, slamming your hand down on your alarm that's blaring far too early this morning. You felt as though you had barely slept for an hour, not to mention your dream had just been getting to the good part.
And that happened for the next two weeks.
Everytime you fall asleep at night, you dreamt of the same man, kissing you, caressing you, touching your body in ways you've never been touched before. You pictured his large hands running all over your body and you melt, but that's all it ever was, it never went further and you were waking up even more exactly frustrated than the day before.
**
"What did you do to me!?" You yell at Hwasa.
"What?" She asks
"That guy.. Baekhyun in room 3527. I just came from his room again to make sure it was who I thought and it is. It's your fault." You cross your arms. "He won't get out of my head. I've been dreaming about him for the last 2 weeks. Every night." You groan.
"Like.. good dreams? Sexy dreams?" She asks, shimming her shoulders.
"Oh god. Sexy dreams about an unconscious man." You pout.
"Hey girl, it happens to the best of us. As long as he's not unconscious in your dream, you should be fine." She laughs.
"I hate you." You sigh, walking away to finish your shift. "What happened to him anyways?" You ask.
"Not sure." Hwasa responds. "His ex girlfriend found him passed out on the floor after they had a fight." She says. "She came back to get some things and he was just laying there lifeless." She finishes.
**
When you went home tonight, it was different than the last few weeks. This time when you fell asleep and entered the dream world, you were bolder and braver to speak your mind and demand what you wanted.
"Hi baby." He purrs, gliding his fingers over your skin.
"Why don't you go further?" You groan, as his hands roam your body. "Do more to me." You plead.
"Beg me." He smirks, whispering into your ear. "Please Baekhyun." He mimics.
"Please." You cry, his fingers so close to sliding over your clit.
"Please what?" He whispers, continuing to move his fingers everywhere except where you truly needed them.
"Baekhyun." You breathe.
"Good girl." He coos, slipping a finger inside of you, before adding another one, and another one. Slowly pumping three fingers in and out as he leans his head down, spreading your lips with his other hand, allowing his tongue full access to your throbbing clit.
He teases you at first, flicking your clit with his tongue, making you moan before using the flat of his tongue to make you scream. His fingers continue to thrust in you as he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking harshly.
"Shit." You cry out, your hands reaching up to cup your breasts, playing with your nipples. "Oh my god." You moan, pinching harder as his fingers move faster.
You buck your hips as he moves back and forth from sucking to licking, making you squirm beneath him.
"Yes." You cry out. He begins sucking harshly, forcing your orgasm to flow through your body as you cry out his name while you cum.
"Good girl." He smiles, licking his lips as he gets up on his knees and begins unbuckling his belt, shimmying his pants down his legs to let his cock spring free.
Licking his hand, he pumps his cock a few times before pushing himself into you, stretching you out. "Oh god." You cry out as he fills you up.
Baekhyun smirks as he takes your legs and places them over his shoulders before he begins slowly sliding in and out of you. His arms wrap around your legs, holding them tightly as he pace picks up, slamming his hips against you as he thrusts his cock inside of you.
"Mhm, such a good girl, baby." He grunts, the sound of his panting fills the room. Your moans get louder and louder with how hard he fucks you.
You can feel another orgasm approaching, your legs rubbing together in just the right way.
"Cum for me." He yells. "Cum for me baby."
Your back arches as your orgasm shoots through your body, pleasure spreading all throughout.
"Fuck." He cries, spilling inside of you. It's hot - hotter than it should be but you don't care. You're out of breath, trying to regain control.
Baekhyun rolls off you, laying beside you. You close your eyes for a second and when you open them, he's gone.
Beep
Beep
Beep
You wake up, you're exhausted, feeling like you haven't slept all night. What a wild.. dream? You think it was a dream. Getting out of your bed is proving to be harder than usual. Your pussy is sore, you can feel something dripping down your leg as you walk to the bathroom.
That was just a dream, wasn't it?
**
As the nights come to an end and days begin, your body is even more exhausted every time you wake up after a night with Baekhyun. The bags under your eyes are becoming increasingly bigger, your muscles are sore, your head is pounding. Who knew dream fucking could take so much out of you in reality.
"I say this out of love, but you're really starting to look like shit." Hwasa cringes as you walk into the bathroom
"Thanks." You say, rolling your eyes.
"Girl, you need to get out. Drink and have some fun. Let's go to the club tonight." She offers.
"I don't know." You say, hesitating. Your mind thinks back to Baekhyun for a split second, until you remember you're not dating him, they're just dreams. "Okay fine." You agree. "Pick me up at 10." You finish, heading back to work.
You needed this. Desperately.
**
You walk into the club, your heels and short dress on, your makeup done and feeling fantastic, although there's a feeling you can't explain in the pit of your stomach. A nagging feeling, along with the feeling of someone being inside your head.
You try to shake it off and Ignore it but nothing is ever that easy.
You stand at the bar with Hwasa and order a couple shots before Sue drags you out to the dance floor, where it doesn't take you long to find your rhythm.
You feel a pair of hands slide on your body, stopping at your waist. Turning your head you see a relatively handsome man behind you.
"Care to dance?" He asks, a smirk on his face.
"No." A voice inside says.
"Sure." You respond, shaking the weird feeling away.
"Tell him to get his hands off you. You belong to me."
You ignore the voice rattling through your head. You know who it is.. Baekhyun. This must be your subconscious.
"I will punish you if you don't stop dancing with this fucking loser."
**
A few drinks and dances later, you're getting a piggyback ride from the man you had been dancing with. You learned his name was Jed and he seemed incredibly boring but from what you felt of his cock, he might be a good lay, so you brought him home.
Arriving back at your house, you can't keep your hands off each other, stripping off clothes, kissing, hands groping. You open your eyes, to unbuckle his belt and see Baekhyun standing in your living room from the corner of your eye. His arms are crossed as he shakes his head at you. You close your eyes and open them again, and he's gone. For now.
You push Jed back on the bed, his cock on full display. You crawl onto the bed and wrap your hand around his shaft before licking the tip of his cock, making him shudder.
"Just ride me." He moans.
A little disappointed about no foreplay, you straddle him, positioning yourself over his cock before you sink down, making him yell out, loudly.
"Oh god." He cries out, as you move your hips. He lays there, his hands lying flat on the bed, his eyes closed, making some weird breathing sounds.
You sober up almost immediately, cursing yourself for doing this. You wished it was someone else underneath you, you wished it was Baekhyun.
"Don't stop." He yells, making a face like he was already going to cum.
You couldn't do it.
"I can't." You say, hopping off. "You gotta go."
"W-what?" He asks, confused. "This was so hot." He pouts.
"Yeah, no. You gotta go. I'm sorry. I can't." You say, slipping on a robe and pointing to the door. "Now."
Reluctantly, Jed stands up, getting dressed quickly before trying to lean in for a kiss. "No." You say, leaning away from it.
Walking to the door you open it and usher him out, quickly shutting it behind him before he could ask for your number.
You walk to your bed and flop down, sleep coming pretty easy that night, your dreams vivid as usual.
"Why did you make him leave." You hear from in front of you. "Your new boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend. I don't even know him." You sigh, refusing to open your eyes.
"So you're just sleeping with random men?" Baekhyun asks, making your eyes fly open.
"Barely. I kicked him out, didn't I?" You spit.
"Not before you sat on his cock." He seethes.
"Why are you so angry." You ask. "You're a dream. You're not real. It's not like I can be with you." You say. "You can't be jealous."
"Oh baby, but thats where you're wrong." He smirks. "I can be jealous because you're mine." He purrs, climbing onto bed with you. "This is how it should have been done."
Baekhyun lays down on your bed, propping himself up a bit against your headboard, his pants already gone, his cock standing tall. "Ride me." He growls. You straddle him, lining yourself up with him before slowly sinking down. His hands find your hips, helping you lift up to bounce on his cock.
"That's it baby." He groans.
“It feels so good.” you cry.
You lift yourself up slowly before slamming back down on him, making him moan out in pleasure. "Fuck.” He grunts.
Your hands are pressed against his chest as his cock throbs inside you, rocking back and forth is rubbing your clit in just the right way. Your nails dig into his chest, as your orgasm washes over your body, making you tighten yourself around him. You make him cum, just as your high fades away, letting him fill you up.
You bring yourself off of him and lay in your bed. You turn your head and he's gone, and in your dream you fall asleep as his cum slides down your leg.
**
You wake up again, hours later, still in your dream. You see Baekhyun sitting on the couch, mindlessly flipping through the channels with a sad look on his face.
"Are you okay." You ask as you walk towards him.
"I just.." he pauses. "Nevermind."
"Tell me. I promise I'm a good listener." You say.
"I miss my body. My real body, real life. This isn't what I wanted." He says.
"You're just a dream though? I'm confused." You admit.
"I am an incubus, Ayn. I prey on sleeping women, fucking them senseless, so good that they can't stop thinking about it. So good that their spouses will never compare. That's how I feed, how I get stronger." He tells you.
"So I'm just.." you pause.
"Not like the others." He says. "I'm not supposed to remember but I do. I had a life before this. I was human. I was tricked and seduced by a succubus, Ava. I cheated on my girlfriend and let her change me." He admits. "She told me that it would get better but it hasn't and then she left me. I miss my human life." He whispers.
"That's just weird. Like what?" You laugh. "you're lying."
"I just need my body and then I can wake up. But I have no idea where it is." He sighs.
"3527." You whisper. "That's what room your body is in, in the hospital."
"You know where my body is?" He asks, jumping up. "You need to wake up and go there now. Crawl into my bed and fall asleep. Now. Wake up! Wake up now!" He yells.
You sit up in your bed, your heart racing as you recall what just happened. Laying back down you giggle to yourself, your mind is really playing tricks on you these days.
What a crazy dream.
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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚢 | 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚇 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
“come on!! This way” He motioned.Ron and Ginny marched in obediently; Hermione, Neville, and Luna squashed themselves in after them; Harry took one glance back at the thestrals, now foraging for scraps of rotten food inside the
dumpster, then forced himself into the box after Luna.
“Ready, y/n? ” He held out his hand, you happily grabbed it. Meeting the others.
“Whoever’s nearest the receiver, dial six two four four two!” he said. Ron did it, his arm bent bizarrely to reach the dial. As it whirred back into place the cool female voice sounded inside the box, “Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business.”
“Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger,” Harry said very quickly, “Ginny Weasley, Y/N Y/L/N, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood . . . We’re here to save someone, unless your Ministry can do it first!”
You looked around boringly.
“Thank you,” said the cool female voice. “Visitors, please take the badges and attach them to the front of your robes.” Half a dozen badges slid out of the metal chute where returned coins usually appeared. Hermione scooped them up and handed them mutely to Harry over Ginny’s head; he glanced at the topmost one.
After the verification, All of you entered the Atrium. You carefully scanned the Arena. “where's the security? ” You asked, finding no one at the place.“I don't know, Hey! Hey!Y/N!Sweetheart, stay close to me! Don't wander if like that, you're gonna be me a heart attack” Harry grabbed you're hand, his firm grip tightened making sure you're close to him. “eh? Sorry for trying to have a little fun, Harr” You said, playfully.
As you all walked towards the lifts. Man, they were noisy. You saw Harry clicking the button '9' . With that the lift started moving very fast. Causing you to hug Harry.
Ginny giggled when you looked over Harry's shoulder you saw Luna hugging her lover tightly. Ugh, I ship it. They're such a cute couple.
“Department of Mysteries,” and the grilles slid open again, all of you stepped out into the corridor where nothing was moving but the nearest torches, flickering in the rush of
air from the lift.
Harry turned toward the plain black door. After months and months of dreaming about it, he was here at last. . . .
“Let’s go,” he whispered, and he led the way down the corridor, Luna right behind him, gazing around with her mouth slightly open.
“Okay, listen,” said Harry, stopping again within six feet of the door. “Maybe . . . maybe a couple of people should stay here as a lookout, and —”
“And how’re we going to let you know something’s coming?” asked Ginny, her eyebrows raised. “You could be miles away.”
“We’re coming with you, Harry,” said Neville. “Let’s get on with it,” said Ron firmly. You didn't even hesitate, walking towards the door as they were talking.
“Y/N? Y/N!! Hey-dont!!” Too late. The door already swung open. He caught you and now he started scolding you. “Harry—We have to go! Now! ” You dragged him a long with others by your side.
You guys were standing in a large, circular room. Everything in here was black including the floor and ceiling — identical, unmarked,
handle-less black doors were set at intervals all around the black walls,interspersed with branches of candles whose flames burned blue, their cool, shimmering light reflected in the shining marble floor so that it looked as though there was dark water underfoot. “Wow, so cool” You were about to run, again. But Harry caught you. “you're not running away, Missy”
Suddenly, all the lights lit up and sound was heard and the walls seemed moving. You cling on to Harry's side, this time listening to him. “stay by my side” He whispered. You nodded, feeling a little bit scared of what might happen next.
For Harry you kept on repeating the words in your head. Suddenly, everything just... Stopped. “what the hell was that all about? ” you asked, throwing daggers at the doors.
“I think it was to stop us knowing which door we came in from,” said Ginny in a hushed voice. “uh-huh” you said, gripping Harry's hand tighter. “I'm right here,Darling, don't worry! ”
“How’re we going to get back out?” said Neville uncomfortably. “well, that doesn’t matter now,” said Harry. Harry walked straight towards another door. “Luna stay by my side” Ginny said, protectively. Holding her girlfriend next to her.
Opening it, it wasn't shiny like the before once. In the room middle was there a huge tank in green water number of pearly white objects that were drifting around lazily in the liquid.
“Even if I feel like swimming, I'm not swimming with those in there” you said, bluntly as other laughed. You tend to smile in serious situations so that's no surprise for them.
“Aquavirius maggots!” said Luna excitedly. “Aqua—what? ” you asked, confused. “Aquavirius Maggots” she repeated. “Right, Aquavius Faggots” you beamed. Luna sighed.
“Dad said the Ministry were breeding —” Hermione cut her off.
“No,” said Hermione. She sounded odd. She moved forward to look through the side of the tank. “They’re brains.” “Brains?”
you asked bewildered.
“Yes . . . I wonder what they’re doing with them?” Harry joined her at the tank. “I'm really starting to hate this place, now. ” Harry caught a glimpse at the horrified face of his girlfriend which is enough for him to decide.
“let's find another door” He stated. “In my dream I went through that dark room into the second one,” he said. “I think we should go back and try from there.”
“Eh, I wonder if you were dream about me Harr” You said, teasingly. He rolled his eyes. While walking.
You allhurried back into the dark, circular room; the ghostly shapes of the brains were now swimming before Harry’s eyes instead of the blue candle flames.
“Wait!” said Hermione sharply, as Luna made to close the door of the brain room behind them. “Flagrate!”
The sound from earlier came again and now another door has appeared. This time there's a veil in the room, no bright blue lights like before. The place felt really odd. Hermione kept saying we should get out but Harry wouldn't budge.
“What are you saying?” he said very loudly, so that the words echoed all around the surrounding stone benches.
“Nobody’s talking, Harry!” said Hermione, now moving over to him.
“Someone’s whispering behind there,” he said, moving out of her reach and continuing to frown at the veil. “Is that you, Ron?”
“I’m here, mate,” said Ron, appearing around the side of the archway. “can’t anyone else hear it?” Harry demanded. “I can hear them too” said Luna. “They're whispering” you said, Pointing the veil.
“they're people in there” Luna stated simply. “what?” Ginny pulled Luna away from the veil. “Luna Baby you can't go around trying to touch stuff like.. That! Something might happen to you, okay? ”
“Let's go” Harry grabbed you're hand pulling you towards the door. He tried to open it but it wouldn't. “it's.... Locked? Hermione! ” you moved away, letting the smartest try it.
“Alohamora! ” she casted but nothing happened. “great, we're stuck” You huffed. “Aww, baby don't give up now” Harry cooed but the frustration is clearly visible in his face. Neville rolled his eyes. "Why Neville? Sad Zabini isn't here?” you teased. “shut it, Y/N” He said, playfully.
“Is—is that who's I think it is? ” you pointed the knife laying on the floor. Harry picked it up “It's sirius it's his” as the walls are spinning, you found yourself staring at the new door. “This is it!” As Harry’s eyes became more accustomed to the brilliant glare you saw clocks gleaming from every surface, large and small, grandfather and carriage,
hanging in spaces between the bookcases or standing on desks ranging the length of the room, so that a busy, relentless ticking filled the place like thousands of minuscule, marching footsteps. The source of the dancing, diamond-bright light was a towering crystal bell jar that stood at the far end of the room.
“This way!” Harry led all of you. You simply followed him, anywhere he led you. You trust him, and you'd do anything to make sure he's okay. “D'you think I could find mine? How cool would that be? ” You said, to Luna who agreed knowing how cool that would be. “Yes, it would be nice. Y/N, but we shouldn't” she said, softly patting your back. “I know I'm just saying”
For him, even if it mean you have to sacrifice yourself. You zoned off thinking of you're prophecy is here or not? Or you're parents? “I don't think sirius is here” you're head snapped towards him.
“Harry. . . ” You squeezed his hand, placing your hand on his shoulder. “After coming all the way... ” He looked down, disappointed. “Harry — this thing got you're name on it” said, Ron.
He took the prophecy. Examining it. Suddenly black shapes came out of nowhere and now surrounded all of you. You held you're wand steadily. Glaring at Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.
“give it to me, potter” Lucius held out his hand. Harry refused “where is sirius? ” He's trying to contain his anger. You can feel it. He's triggered. “Give it to me, potter” He said, yet again a little more Harshly.
His fellow death eaters laughed. “I want to know where sirius is?!!! ” Harry demanded. “I want to know where sirius is!! ” Bellatrix mimicked. You're grip tighten around the wand.
“Shut up, Bellatrix” You said, angrily. She glared at you “Oh, look the little one can talk” She mocked.. “I can do more than talk” You said. “enough” Said, Lucius.
“I know you’ve got him!” more of the Death Eaters laughed, though the woman still laughed
Loudest of all. “Why don't you shut up, it's so annoying” you said, making a Disgusted face towards the lunatic woman.
She snarled. “it’s time you learned the difference between life and dreams, Potter,” said Malfoy. “Now give me the prophecy, or we start using wands.”
“Give me the prophecy and no one would get hurt” He gestured towards You, Neville, Ginny, Luna, Hermione and Ron.
Harry Rose his wand steadily ready for battle. “what kind of prophecy, does Voldemort want? ” Harry asked. Threatening to drop the ball.
“You dare to speak out his name? ” hissed Bellatrix. “Voldy” You said, causing others to giggle. She shot a death glare towards you. “I've go no problem saying Vold-”
“Shut your mouth!” Bellatrix shrieked. “You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood’s tongue, you dare —”
“Shut Up you filthy pureblood! Just because you're pureblood doesn't make you any better than Voldemort” She hissed at your words.
“Did you know he’s a half-blood too?” said Harry recklessly. “Voldemort? Yeah, his mother
Was a witch but his dad was a Muggle — or has he been telling you lot he’s pureblood?”
“STUPEF —”
“NO!” Harry kept stalling them until you guys were ready to make a run for the door. “NOW!!! ” He yelled as all of you started sprinting. “REDUCTO”
Curses and spells Echoed through the walls. You and Harry got separated in the middle and now you can't find him. “Y/N, this way” Ron grabbed you're hand and started running.
“STUPEFY!! ” you yelled when you saw a death eater Approaching you and Ron. “EXPELLIARMUS” The red light shot from right behind you, Ron's wand flew out of his grip.
“Levicorpus” You yelled sending away the death eater. “Let's go let's go, come on, Ron” Both of you lunged towards where Ginny and Luna were.
“Luna watch out” You shot "stupefy" Just in time before it can hit Luna. “thanks Y/N” she smiled. “Expelliarmus” you're wand flew out the grip. “Expelliarmus” Ron Shot the spell at the man.
“Let's do this Muggle way, then” You cracked you're knuckles. Harry came in just time but stopped when he saw you lunging towards the death eater punching him in the face.
He rose his arm you caught it twisting and threw him the other side as some of the prophecy's hit his head. “Do Not Underestimate a girl” You dusted you're hands grabbing your wand.
“Harry!! ” You gasped when you saw him smiling proudly. He walked over and hugged you tightly. “That was amazing, Love” He gave you a kiss as a award, dragging you with him towards the door.
“HERMIONE!! ” you heard Ron screaming, you found him and three of you started searching others fighting any death eaters come on your way.
you got separated from everyone. Suddenly a death eater came and got you. Then everything went black.
“Crucio” You heard, Neville screamed, his legs drawn up to his chest so that the Death Eater holding him was momentarily holding him off the ground. The
Death Eater dropped him and he fell to the floor, twitching and
screaming in agony.
“No.. ” You're eyes bloodshot as the scene in front of you was terrifying. “Oh, Look the little baby woke up!! Had a nice dream? ” Bellatrix Laughed. “Yeah, I did! I dreamt about kicking Your Ass” You spoke gritting you're teeth.
“Now, Potter, either give us the prophecy, or watch your little friend die the hard way! And you're little girlfriend here is going to suffer” Harry looked at you, “No...Harry.. NO!!” He's going to give away the prophecy!!!
“Sorry, baby” Harry gave you an apologetic look. Bellatrix snorted. He held it out, Mr. malfoy Grasped within his hand immediately. Suddenly, two more doors burst open and five more people sprinted into the room: Sirius, Lupin, Moody, Tonks, and Kingsley.
“Let go off, her!! Now!! ” Remus held out his wand pointing towards the death eater who held you. You clearly forgot you were being held??? “That! Won't be necessary professor” You bought up you're leg high enough kicking him right in the shines, as the death eater fell on the floor holding his pants.
“Take that sucker” You ran towards Remus, who's smiling. “good job, N/N” He gave a pat on the head before heading off to fight the other death eaters.
Kingsley was fighting two at once;Tonks, still halfway up the tiered seats, was firing spells down at Bellatrix. You see Harry was being held by death eater. You ran upto him. “Hey! Arsehole” He turned his attention towards you, his grip loosen on Harry. “Harr—Duck” everything seemed to happen in slow motion.
Harry pulled away. As you kicked the death eater right in the face. He fell on the floor his hood falling off. Showing his face, Mcnair? “You? You were the guy supposed to kill buckbeak? ” You attack him again but Harry pulled you off.
“petrificus tortalus” Harry hugged you tightly, “I was scared... I thought I lost you” He whimpered. “You'll never loose me, You can have me all for yourself when we get back, okay? Now let's Fight” he nodded.
You somehow managed to find your wand, and started taking on death eaters. “Impendimenta” You shot towards another death eater who's trying to attack tonks. “Thanks, Kid” she smiled.
You took on one after another. You were too busy to even see Dumbledore has arrived. “Come on, you can do better than that!” You heard Sirius laughing. Bellatrix shot another spell, Oh No the veil. He missed it and you know Bellatrix would not let him live any longer. You ran as fast as you can using all the energy left in your body. No! No! Sirius!!!
“AVADA KAD-” You pushed him before he can fall into the veil. This is it?? Is this how you're gonna die? You thought but unfortunately you stumbled on to your left resulting on kissing the floor.
You winced in pain. You heard sirius yelling “Expelliarmus” you slowly sat on wincing even more. It hurt like hell. You're lower lip burst as you can taste you're own blood. "Y/N!!! ” Sirius ran to you, kneeing reaching down for you. Remus heard Sirius he catched a glimpse at you're small figure. Horrified, He sprinted towards you.
“Why'd you do that for??!! You could've died!! Now you're hurt” Sirius exclaimed, you're lips played a small smile. “Y/N? Y/N are you okay? ” Remus kneeled next Sirius. You nodded. “If it means I could save you, I'll take my chances siri” You're voice pained but you didn't care. Remus was shocked hearing the younger. Yes, Remus know how much Sirius means to both Harry and Y/N but he didn't think like this?
Sirius is important too, like everyone of you're friends to you. “Don't ever do that to me, again!!” said, Sirius As tears escaped his eyes. He hugged you placing a soft kiss on top of your head. Remus smiled. “If I'm ever going to be in you're family then you're my family too, sirius” you pointed towards the promise ring on you're hand Harry gave you.
“Does it hurt, Y/N? Can you move? ” Remus examined the wound on your knee. You shook you're head. “No... I don't think so professa I can't feel it” You stated simply as it doesn't matter. Even after he left Hogwarts, you never missed a chance calling him professor. Honestly, he always felt proud to have you as his student.
“we're getting you out of here, you already got hurt enough” Sirius and Remus slowly helped you stand up. “But—” “No means No, Y/N. No buts” Sirius said seriously. Remus chuckled. “Molly will take good care of you, okay? Go with him” Remus kissed your forehead.
You glanced at Harry one last time before Both you apparated to Grimmauld place.
“Remus? Remus? Have you seen Y/N?? And Sirius?? I can't find them? ” Harry asked, worriedly. “She's hurt, Harry. Sirius took her back and they're fine” Remus explained, calmly shooting spells and hexes at the death eaters.
“Y/N, Oh my god what happened to you?? ” Molly exclaimed giving a hand helping you as they leapt you towards the room.Both of them,carefully lied you on bed. “Sirius” it came out more like a whisper. “I'm here, Y/N. I'm right here” He took your hand into his. “Harry.. ” You said before darkness took over.
“How did this happen” You heard Harry's angry/worry voice. Your head pounded as the images from earlier came back. “She tried to save Sirius, Harry. And she did save him then she fell down, right after she saved him” Remus spoke softly. There uneasy Tension in the room? You didn't like it. “Again” Added Tonks. Everyone fell silent.
“I hope she'll alright” Luna said, worried about her fellow partner. Ginny hugged her. “she's going to be fine, Luna. She's just injured and needs... Rest”
“Harry... ” You open your eyes, then closing them again trying to adjust the light. “Y/N!!” He helped you sit up. “You made it back” you said in hoarse voice.“Y/N...” He looked at you with tears in his eyes. As he was neatly seated next to you.
“Hey—I'm fine, really. ” more tears escaped his eyes he buried his head into your lap crying. “Aww, baby I'm so sorry for scaring you but see I saved Sirius now you don't have to worry about anything. Look I'm a hero now” You spoke ruffling his hair.
“or is it more like. Heroine? Either way I'm great” you joked, a few chuckle left from others. “I love you” He murmured. You smiled softly. “And I Love you.... ”
“Bloody Hell, Y/N! You scared us!!” Ron said, dramatically. “Oh, shush Ron! We're glad you're fine, Y/N” Hermione smiled at you. You nodded. “You never fail to surprise me, L/N. Never” Neville shook his head smiling a little.
“You can't get rid of me that easily, Neville! Besides who's going to tease you about zabini everyday eh? ” You joked. Causing the rest to laugh.
Sirius walked over sitting next to you, and hugged both you and Harry. “Now Now!! Enough with the emotions here I think I might be sick.!! ” You said, jokingly. “Molly~~” You whined, Mrs. Weasley smiled. “Yes, dear? ”
“I'm starving” you pouted. “Alrighty then, Everyone hurry downstairs,Time for dinner!!!” said, Molly as she hurried downstairs. “Y/N? ” Harry called out.
“yes, Harr? ” you replied. “Marry Me” He breathed. “That my dear Harry Potter, I shall gladly” you giggled. Remus and Tonks chuckled. “Welcome to the family, Y/N” Sirius said, happily. Him and Remus exited the room. Going downstairs.
Ginny sighed “when should I propose you, Love?” she asked Luna who giggled. “How about Right now? ” “Hey, Luna! You both are not 21 yet!? No marriage! ” Ron said, being the overprotective one.
Hermione rolled her eyes. “God, I love these kids” Tonks said, laughing at the younger one's. “Trust me, Tonks! You'll love us even more when you see Sirius and Remus with Rainbow colors hair tomorrow morning” you said, giving her a playful wink.
“How did you—” “I have my ways, People” You laughed. “the little devil, you are” She ruffled you're hair before leaving the room.
“I'm serious, Y/N” said, Harry. But Y/N laughed “I thought he's sirius”. “Y/N...” you stopped laughing, for real this time. “I actually want to marry you.. Not now but maybe in the future, y'know when there's no dark wizard trying to kill me? ” He said, playing with your hand.
“Right, of course I'll marry you... After you defeat noseless!! ” Everyone burst into fit of laughter knowing it's actually true.... Noseless Voldemort. Hilarious!
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✾a/n: now that fic has finished.. Which one do you guys reckon I should post next? Hermione Granger fic or else Drarry X reader Fic? *sigh.... * there's a lot going on with me right now, and idk why I'm so moody lately. Everyday seems like hell and I just don't have any luck? It's like no. Matter how much I try.. Everyone still seems to think very less of me. Anyways, I hope you guys have a great day and also don't forget to like and follow for more♡ I love you all so much💚
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Christmas Shopping
Chapter 3 - Addicted to you.
A/N: It felt so weird writing/editing this chapter in the middle of summer, but that’s how their timeline worked out! I can’t remember the last time I released a H&L chapter or wrote one to be fair, I think after this I have 2 more in drafts. Better get back to it! I hope you like it 😘
Tagging those who asked to be tagged but if you want to be added let me know!
Read previous chapters HERE!
Warnings: Fluff & NSFW
Songs: Kelly Rowland - Commander, Rihanna - Only girl, Magic - Rude & Wyclef Jean - Perfect gentleman.
Word Count: 2673
Pairings: Laila x Harry
Enjoy! 😘
A couple days later.
"So what are you going to get Harry for Christmas?" Nikki asks her as they had taken a break from shopping to have some lunch. "I have no idea what to get him!" she sighs. "I'm sure he'll be happy with you in some sexy lingerie," Nikki winks at her Laila lets out a loud laugh making people turn to look at her. "Or you can get him a Santa costume?" she laughs.
"What are you getting Stu?" Laila changes the subject. "He wants a new aftershave, I can't remember what he normally wears. What does Harry wear?" Laila has a think "Erm...a few different ones really Paco Rabanne One Million, Davidoff cool water, Boss Bottle that one what's his face is in the advert....the guy that plays Thor. Is one he smelt recently and liked but he didn't get it because they sold out and only had the sample bottle."
"You can get him that! I might have a sniff to see if it's something Stu would wear too!"
After lunch, they are walking through the shopping centre, Nikki ended up getting Stu some aftershave. Laila was still unsure what to get Harry, so Nikki drags her into Ann Summers. "What about these??" Nikki holds up some fluffy handcuff, Laila snorts. "We already have some, but without the fluff!" Nikki puts down the cuffs "What about cock ring? Closest Harry will get to sticking a ring on it!"
"We have that too," Laila blushes. "Crotch less knickers?" Laila nods signalling she has those. "Weighted love ball?" she asks and Laila again nods. "Feather tickler?" nod, "Blind fold? Riding crop?" Laila again nods, "Jeez, it would be easier to ask what you haven't got!" the pair laugh, "What? It has been eight years remember!" Laila winks at her.
"What about anal beads or ball gag?" Laila pulls a disgusted face "Finally! What about nipple clamps?" Laila laughs, "Only if they're being used on him!" she laughs. "God! Just think 6 months ago you were a born again virgin...now look at you! Getting more action than all of us put together!" Nikki giggles "Just over 7 months actually!" Laila corrects her.
Laila's phone Pings.
"Nikki! Look what Harry has done to Mabel!" she hands her the phone. "Awwww! Laila how adorable do she look!" the pair coo over the photo. "Has she met her new dog walker yet?" Nikki asks as she hands back the phone "She's met her, she's actually taking her out today." she smiles.
They ended up leaving the shop with some Christmas theme lingerie.
Later.
Laila arrives home all the lights are out "Harry?" Laila calls out. "I'm in the living room!" he calls back, she hangs up her coat and makes her way across the hall. When she opens the living room door the room is lit with tea and fairy lights, there are blankets and cushions on the floor in front of the coffee table. On the coffee table there is a chocolate fondue with fruit and marshmallows next to it "Aww Bear! What's all this?" she wanders over to him on the floor. "Where's Mabel?" she looks round the room as she sits next to him.
"She's gone to bed, Nessa took her for a 2 mile walk today!" he cups her face pulling her in for a soft kiss. "Aww, are they getting on OK?" he smiles, "Yeah, I've booked her in for Monday to Friday this week coming about lunchtime, so you'll met her this week."
"Right, enough about this dog walker. Are you going to let me feed you?" she winks, he leans forward grabbing a strawberry and hands it to her. She dips it into the chocolate and guilds it towards his lips, he's just about to take a bite when she redirects it to her mouth and takes a bite. He laughs and reaches over and pulls her lips to his. His tongue swirls with hers tasting the chocolate covered strawberry, he pulls away "That was amazing!" he grins at her.
She grabs another strawberry covers it in chocolate and traces it against his pulse line. Her tongue follows the same path, he groans and his breathing hitches as she pulls away she places the strawberry against his lips, he takes a bite. His lips brush over her finger tips making her every nerve ending stand on end. He knows the affect he has on her "How was that?"
"Tasty!" he grins and winks at her "Your turn." he picks up a marshmallow covers it in chocolate holds it out for her to bite into it. "Hmmm..!" she smiles at him "Did you get all your shopping done?"
"I need to order a couple of bits online, but after that..I'm done."
"Christmas day, what are we doing?" he asks.
She sighs, "I don't know how we are going to split between them all!" she leans against him and his arm comes around her. "I have an idea....as it's our first Christmas together, what if we did Christmas day just me, you and Mabel? In bed in our PJ's? I'll cook us Christmas dinner. Then Boxing day we do a buffet for both families?" she sits up to look at him "So, a lazy Christmas day? In bed?"
"Yeah...PJ's, snuggles in bed and a Harry Taylor roast. What more could a girl ask for?!" he winks waiting for her answer. "I love it!" his face lights up "Really?!" he questions her. "Yeah, Christmas day in bed with my hunky boyfriend, but I have one alteration....no pajamas!" He raises a brow to her, "Noted!" he jokes. "Instead Christmas jumpers!!!" this wasn't the answer he was expecting.
She giggles "Your face! But I want matching Christmas pajamas!" He chuckles "OK, but no photos my brothers will rip into me!" she sighs "Oh! Come on, one photo? Just to make me happy?" she pouts. "Fine, if it makes you happy." she claps getting her own way, "I think you owe it to Mabel after today!"
He chuckles "She looked cute!" "She did! Oh are you working Saturday?" she asks. "I don't think so?" he questions. "Every Christmas we do a friends Christmas party, kinda like a blow out before the family stuff. Nikki has planned it for Friday night and she has found somewhere that is having a 90's to 2020's night"
"Sounds good, who's going?" he asks. "Remy, Alec, Nikki, Stu, Alene, Daniel and now us!" she smiles. "I'm guessing we get completely smashed then?" she laughs.
Friday evening.
They arrive at the club Nikki found, Laila and Harry are the last to arrive.
Laila notices Stu and Nikki at the bar, she sneaks up behind her Stu spy's her, but Laila puts her index finger to her lips signalling him not to say anything. As she reaches Nikki, she wraps her arms around waist, making Nikki whip round with a face like thunder until she realises it was her friend "Laila, I was just about to...whatever. Glad you guys are here." she shouts over the music.
"Sorry, Mabel's walker got back late. Where are the others?" Laila calls back, Nikki points over to a table where the rest of the group are sat. Harry leans in, "Shall we get a drink first?" Laila nods "What you guys having?" Stu asks. "I know Laila's drink, Harry what ya having?" Nikki asks.
After they make their way over to the others "Hey!!" Laila call out as she takes a seat next to Alec, who hugs her and Harry. They are sat for a few minutes when Kelly Rowland - Commander begins to play Nikki jumps up, grabbing Laila's hand dragging her to the dance floor.
Nikki starts to sing along.
"From here on out
I'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)
No fear no doubt
I'll provide the answer
Right now I command you to dance"
She points to Laila, who starts to sing along with her. The pair are dancing on the edge of the dance floor in view of the table, laughing, their bodies swaying to the music the pair attract a couple of strangers, who slowly move closer to them waiting to make their move to become their unwanted dance partners.
Completely oblivious to the unwanted strangers, the song switches to Rihanna - Only Girl they continue to dance. Suddenly both girls feel someone behind them as they turn they saw Stu and Harry, Laila looks up at him confused "I thought you don't dance?" she laughs. He wraps his hands round her, swaying her as he leans in, "I don't, but those blokes behind me were inches away from trying to dance with you two."
She looks behind him "Oh, you didn't want me dancing with a stranger?" she laughs, he shook his head and they continued dancing away.
The next song was Magic - Rude as it starts up Laila starts singing it to Harry when she gets to the chorus he joins in.....
"Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?
Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know
You say I'll never get your blessing till the day I die
'Tough luck, my friend, but the answer is no!'
Why you gotta be so Rude?
Don't you know I'm human too?
Why you gotta be so Rude?
I'm gonna marry her anyway
Marry that girl, marry her anyway
Marry that girl, yeah, no matter what you say
Marry that girl, and we'll be a family
Why you gotta be so Rude?"
Both grinning and smiling, he cups her face pulling her in for a kiss.
A little later back at the table "Laila, Boxing day....is it OK to bring Melissa?" Alene asks, Laila looks over to Rem. "Is Rem OK with that?" she looks to Alene who nods "If it's OK with Rem it's OK with me." when she looks up Rem mouths "Thank you." to her.
Daniel comes over from the bar with a tray of drinks "Sex on the beach anyone?" he passes them around the group. "Damn Daniel at least buy a girl a drink first!" Alene teases him "Sorry Len, but you aren't my type!" he winks at her, the group laugh.
A little later Perfect Gentleman - Wyclef Jean starts playing a tipsy Harry pulls Laila away from the bar and onto the dance floor. He spins her before pulling her close to him swaying them together. "Hey, you are a liar!! You can dance!" Laila giggles as she wraps her arms around his neck.
"My moo....ves only get bet...ter after I've add....a few." his words are slurred, his hips move with hers. He spins her round again, her body collides with his "I think you need to get drunk at every party or night out if it improves your dance moves!" he smirks before claiming her lips. As they sway with their lips locked, Laila can feel him begin to stiffen against her hips "Hmmm....someone seems to be enjoy themselves a little to much!" She winks.
He looks round checking no one is near, his lips brush against her ear "Can we head home? I got some other kinda moves I want to show you!" she giggles and bites her lip, "Let's go!" they say their goodbyes and head for the tube.
10 Minutes later.
Their underground train arrives empty, he sits and pulls her onto his lap. He captures her lips, the kiss becomes heated, Harry pulls off his coat and places it on her lap. His hand creeps under his coat snaking into her jeans "Bear, not here!" she whispers, he smirks against her lips continuing his trail. He lets out a soft growl. He reaches her hidden jewel, her head rolls back as his lip pepper down her neck.
She bites back a moan as he works between her slick slits.
Through the speaker they hear the next station is their stop, they both groan with disappointment. "Come on, we can continue this at home!" she gets up as the train pulls into their station.
2 Weeks later.
It's the day before Christmas Eve, Laila has just finished her last day until the new year, she wanders into the kitchen, "Oh, Harry! You're home early!" she was sure he mentioned he was training Stu tonight.
He's leaning against the kitchen counter with a whiskey in his hand, he looks over to her "I canceled Stu's PT session....Laila, there's something I need to tell you..."
He looks as if what he's about to tell her is tearing him up inside, her minds goes into overdrive....Was history repeating itself?
"Bear?" she looks at him concerned, he takes a deep breath "When I came back today to take Mabel for a walk at lunch....I bumped into Nessa." she laughs, "What is she annoyed we didn't get her to take Mabel out today?" he silently chuckles, but it quickly fades. "She was walking another client's dog, she asked if she could join Mabel as I was taking her over to the fields. We were just sat on a bench talking...she asked me about work and us. Then this afternoon she turned up at my work for a PT session, I didn't even know she booked. I was giving her a tour of the gym and she tried to kiss me..."
Laila's cheeks burn, but soon drain cold "What?!" was all she could conjure up from her lips. "Laila, I promise you as soon as she leaned in I stepped back. I was just as confused as you are, I asked her to leave after that." she can see he's just as shocked as she is "Laila? Please say something!" he softly pleads with her.
She sighs, making her way over to him cupping his face "Looks like we need to find a new dog walker." she laughs, he rolls his eyes at her. "Hey, It's not the first and probably won't be the last time a client tries to make a move on you....I remember a client making some more steamier moves on you about 7 months ago," she grins at him. He laughs, "Those were wanted moves!" he reminds her. "More than wanted...just look at what happened that night...but I'm glad you told me about Nessa." she pushes up on her tiptoes to kiss his nose.
"I've never given another woman a tour of the changing rooms since." he laughs before continuing "That is how and why we work because we are honest with one another!" he kisses her nose. "OK, can I be really honest..Bear?" he nods, "You stink!! Did you not shower before coming home?" Laila baits him. "Oh, I do? Do I?" he raises a brow to her.
With that he throws her over his shoulder "Harry?! Put me down!" she screams between her laughter. "Sorry, my love that's a no!" his hand strikes her arse cheek as he begins to climb the stairs with her over his shoulder. "Harry!!"
Later.
Cuddled up on the sofa watching a film "Bear?" he hums in response. "Can I be the one to sack Nessa?" she giggle, he starts searching her hair, "Harry, what are you doing?" she asks. "Looking for your devil horns," he chuckles, "But if it makes you happy...Yes, you can sack her.... to be fair, it means I don't have to deal with her," he starts to stroke her hair back down "Now how to do it? Mwahahaha!!" she fakes an evil laugh, "You really are the devil!" he smiles at her "Oh, you've seen nothing yet, Bear!" she winks.
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He pulls her onto his lap, so she's straddling him, he cups her face "Why don't you show me?" his lips crash to hers.
Chapter 4
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Glass Slipper Malfunctions: Shinso Hitoshi x Reader
Summary: Y/n's Halloween Costume Breaks at a party, and they call their best friend to come help them. Thing's don't go as they planned, and now there's something more than friendship brewing.
Author’s Note: This is part of a collaborative hosted by @pluviophile-imagines for the fall season. I was so happy to be a part of this amazing collection of works. Please go check out the other’s!!!
Warnings: Mentions of fake blood, riding in a car.
Words: 2.4k
Sweater Weather Collab
Glass Slipper Malfunctions
"(Y/n), if you swirl that cup any faster, there'll be no punch left." Toga flicked my forehead. We were on the second floor of Dabi's house. His father was out of town, and he decided to go all out for Halloween. Smoke machines led lights, streamers, and even some graffiti over the fireplace, no corner was lacking a spooky decoration.
"I'm sorry, I just wish Shinso hadn't bailed", I admitted, downing what was left in the solo cup. Music was blaring all across the house, but I could tell she heard me when her smile faltered.
"You don't need him (Y/n), he's holding you back from having fun. He's always so serious and grumpy." Her costume was a bloody nurse, with rips in tears in all the right places. Leaning into me, she used her stethoscope to listen to my chest, tapping the instrument to the rhythm. "Yup, your heart's working just fine. Don't look so upset, come on, let's dance."
"Toga, don't pull so hard." I dragged my heels behind her, barely keeping up with her pace. Knocking people out of our way, she took the stairs two at a time.
We had been dancing for the last two hours, and I was already low on stamina and bloated from the punch. While running, I tossed my cup into the overflowing trash, missing it by a good few feet. As if my luck could get any worse, the liquid soaked into the floor. Dabi was okay ruining his family home, but I wasn't.
"If you don't smile, I'm going to do something drastic." Toga spun me around and dipped me as the music dropped. Alcohol, sweat, and a faint hint of blood filled the air, making my stomach begin to churn even more.
"I feel kind of woozy," I clutched to her shoulder, but she continued to swirl around the room and rock us back and forth.
"Everybody, gather round! Midnight is almost upon! I'm glad you-" Dabi got everyone's attention, drawing in a crowd around him.
"Come on, you're not being very fun." Toga ignored Dabi, and we moved to the back of the crowd. Still moving to the music, she let me go mild spin. I fell back, my heel snapped as I tried to catch myself. My dress caught on my other shot, ripping the strap holding it up. Landing on my ass, I pushed the hair from my face. My ribbon was lost in the crowd. In a moment of realization, I covered my chest, trying to get to my feet. With my dress pulled back up, no one had seen my trip; I just needed to get fixed back up.
"Toga, I-"She was gone. Clutching my thin paper costume between my hands, I kicked off my shoes, darting through the crowd to the bathroom. I had never been so thankful for a speech, fog machine, and laser lights in my entire life.
Making it to the bathroom, I locked the door and looked in the mirror. My makeup had slid out of place, my hair was a tangled mess from the bun I initially had it in. The 'glass', slippers were now scuffed, and one heel was missing. My dress straps had broke beyond repair, and I was in desperate need of a backup costume.
Sitting on the toilet, I pulled out my phone, zoning in on my lock screen. It was Shinso holding up his kitten. I could see his head just poking into the frame. His dazzling smile causing one to spread on my own face. I don't know how I got to be in this bathroom to start with.
Everything had been planned down to a T. Shinso, and I would dress as Cinderella and Lucifer for the party. We'd get in the horse-drawn carriage I rented, at eight, and then arrive at the party by eight-thirty. Shinso would find a nice corner to sit and read, while I danced the night away looking for my Princess Charming. Toga and I would drink it up and bask in the full moon. At the end of the party, Shinso would be our D.D and take us home in Toga's car. It was simple enough. Thinking back, I didn't really take into consideration how Shinso felt about it. Well, I kind of knew how he would felt about being Lucifer instead of Prince Charming, but I thought he'd be okay with it. Then there was the other issue...
It wasn't a secrete he didn't like my new friend Toga. He tried to keep that opinion to himself, but it all spilled out last week. I knew changing our Halloween ritual from watching movies to a party with strangers would upset him. I just thought he'd go along with it for me. Or maybe I hoped he'd go along with it. I wanted to respect his boundaries, but he and Toga were so jealous of each other that it was hard to see either of them.
If there was one thing that clear now, Toga was willing to leave me for the wolfs. Pulling up Shinso's contact, I knew I was going to need to grovel a little. He was already waiting to be my D.D, but I needed a little something else now.
Y/n: Heyyyy, I need some help.
Fuzz Ball: Are you okay? I'm on my way
Y/n: I'm fine. My costume broke and I'm stuck in the bathroom.
Fuzz Ball: Can't Toga help you?
Y/n: She sort of, ran off and I'm… I don't know. I'm confused, I can't go back out there like this and I feel really guilty about ditching you.
Fuzz Ball: You are allowed to hang with your other friends without feeling guilty,
Y/n: I know, but I hate that you two don't like each other. I shouldn't have invited you and upset you.
Fuzz Ball: I'm not upset, I was sad. But I agree to be D.D, I shouldn't have back out last minute.
Fuzz Ball: I'll be there, I have a plan.
Y/n: What did I do to deserve you?
Fuzz Ball: You offered to do my history assignment in exchange for me doing your math.
Y/n: Right, seems like a fair trade. Also, don't you dare text and drive.
Fuzz Ball: I'm using the text to speech feature, I'm almost there.
Y/n: Someone's knocking on the door, ahhh. I'm on the first floor and to the right. There's a little hallway, and that's where the bathroom is.
Sinking back onto the commode, I relaxed my shoulders. Shinso was on his way to rescue me. I guess between my two friends, Shinso was the loyal one. Toga did seem flighty, but tonight was ridiculous. She had to see me fall and just walk away...that was an issue for another time.
At least I got all the dancing and drinking done that I wanted too. It was time to go home and convince Shinso to put on some scary movies and call it even.
There was a steady knock on the door, a familiar pattern that Shinso always used when sneaking to my window late a night. I flung the door open, and he dove into the room, carrying an orange trash bag filled with something. His black cat ears were perched on his head, a long fluffy tail wrapped around his waist. So much for us matching now.
"I love you, man," I hugged him tight, unsteady on my feet. He steadied me, and returned my bear hug.
"Thank me later, let's get out of here. There's so much weed in the air, I won't be able to pass a breathalyzer if we don't haul ass." He handed me the bag and pulled flip flops from his back pocket.
"You're telling me. I sobered up after tripping, but it's been a wild night., Anyway, I'm really eternally grateful- Shinso, why are there leaves in this trash bag?"
"It is a costume party, right? I thought you'd want to blend in." He wiggled his brow, the obscene cat makeup adding to his smug idea.
"I take back what I said about loving you." Laughing, I ripped two holes in the bottom of the bag and stepped in. Getting it to my neck, Shinso tied it, and I poked my arms out, the leaves itching my skin. "It works.
"You look cute." He smoothed my hair before opening the door. A line had formed, and we received death glares from the party-goers that were making some assumptions. "Let's get out of here."
"Well, I guess the carriage does turn back into a pumpkin at the end of the night, it's fitting." I sighed; the party was still in full swing. Shinso didn't let go of my hand as he parted the sea of people. My legs crunching the leaves as we walked. No doubt, I was leaving a leaf sprinkle trail in my wake.
"Is that a costume change I see?" Toga caught the other end of my hand. Her friend Twice was right behind her, carrying their drinks.
"I'm glad I ran into you. I'm headed home early. Can you find a D.D?" I asked her, the music-making my ears throb. Through the changing lights, I saw her grip her chin before smiling.
"I can just crash here. And be careful with Mr. Grumpy pants." She leaned around me to lock eyes with Shinso. "Aww, is the kitty cat upset?" She clawed at the air before turning tail to move along.
"She took it better than I thought." He sighed, finally reaching the door.
The cold air wrapped around my legs, sending a chill up my spine. The moon illuminated the street, and all the children had returned home to get a sugar high before bed. If music wasn't spilling out of the house, like a heartbeat in my ears. Shinso's car was in the middle of the street, emergency lights flashing, and the door still agape.
"You really rushed in like my knight in shining armor." Getting in the passenger side, I hugged my bag close as Shinso shut the door. He walked around the front and got in, turning off the emergency lights.
"Why can't I be your Prince Charming?" He took off down the road to my rental house. I hadn't been living on my own for long, but he already knew the road by heart. Even I still had to use my GPS. "Cat got your tongue?"
"No, yet." I giggled, focusing on his lips. Swallowing hard, tension began to build between us. We both an impeccable communication skills, but there was something neither one of us was willing to outright say.
"Is someone being a bad pumpkin tonight?" He shook the bag, and I smacked his hand away. His smile was enough to make my heart race.
"Yea, I guess I am a bad pumpkin." I leaned into my knees, trusting Shinso not to break so fast I bump my head.
"You can cry if you need too. Teasing you is one of my favorite past times, but I know you're upset."
"I know you like me." I pushed my hair back. "And the reason I didn't let you dress as Prince Charming is… I don't know. When I was at that party, I just kept thinking about us watching horror movies and eating way too much caramel popcorn. How we'd fall asleep next to year other and wake up for a mid-afternoon bike ride through the town before everyone takes down their decorations. And we can still do one half of that tradition if I avoid a hanger over."
"You didn't want me to be your prince charming because we have basically been dating the past two years, without ever getting into the physical side?" He pulled onto a back road and stopped at a spot that had the perfect view of the moon.
"I knew what you were hinting at when you asked to be Prince Charming. But I was afraid I didn't understand your hint, and then I was afraid someone would ask if we were dating and if you said no… I'd be sad. And it was a mess." I fiddled with the drawstring on the bag, not looking at him.
"I'll just say it. I like you, I like spending time with you. We've been friends for half of our lives, but I know we've had something special going on for a while now. I was afraid to ruin what we had, but I can't play it safe anymore. (Y/n) please look at me." I raised my eyes, his hand cupping my chin. "There's a few more hours left before the sun comes up. How about we go home, watch some movies and make out?" My skin heated up, blood rushing to my brain to keep it in operation.
"Bold of you to assume I don't want a kiss right now." I shifted to face him, a leaf ticking my side.
"I'm sorry, your majesty." He leaned forward, our lips latching onto each other like magnets. A wolf hollowed in the distance, and a cloud pasted at just the right time to illuminate the car. I took fistfuls of his black shirt and held him close. It was slow at first, but it heated up as I inched over the car console. We separated for breath, and I settled into my seat.
"Don't be sorry." I giggled, sitting back in my seat and wiping the black lipstick from my mouth. "Why'd we wait so long?"
"I don't know. But I regret it." He reversed from our spot on the hill and got back on the main road. "Let's get home and makeup time."
"So in the end, the winning combination is a broken plastic shoe, Lucifer, and a magic pumpkin. You know, Prince Charming and Cinderella are so mainstream. This was the better outcome, anyway." I kicked my swollen feet on his dash. "But I could get used to 'Your Majesty"; it has a nice ring to it." I tickled under Hitoshi's chin, his stubble pricking my fingers.
"Out of everything I just said, that's what you're holding on to?" He pulled into my house.
"Yup." I popped the p, and got out. "Race to the couch, let's start with Coraline."
"As you wish." He shook his head, chasing after me anyway. It wasn't what I planned for, but I was happy. I guess having my costume break was the best possible outcome for the night. We curled up on the couch, and a sense of peace washed over me. Nothing had ever felt so right.
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