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roseykat · 4 months

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TITLE: Play Tight

PAIRINGS: Bang Chan x f!reader

SUMMARY: Reader and Chan divulge their ‘excuse’ as to why they couldn’t make it to hot pot and barbecue dinner with their friends.

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TAGS: smut, porn with plot, swearing, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, unprotected sex, creampies, fwb, some pillow talk (ish)

PART 1 / PART 2 / PART 3

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A/N: if you don't know what a refractory period is it's essentially about the ability of most women to cum back to back or one after the other in a short span of time between one orgasm and the next. Therefore, if it seems as though I've written about reader having multiple orgasms within quick succession, that's because she is and Chan is making the most of it. Also I really pushed the time limit with uploading this part bc I spent the last few hours trying to get the fan club which took fucking ages...

Hot pot and barbecue with friends - now that sounded fun.

You saw the group chat messages from earlier, and the plan to all meet up at half past six. Had you not orchestrated other arrangements, you would be sitting with them right now enjoying nice meals and chats. Instead, your body remains to be railed thoroughly, right into the bed that belongs to none other than Chan. The owner of very capable hands who had just finished fucking you on his couch earlier on.

He too missed dinner with everyone for the same reason. Selfishly being, to get laid.

Chan presented half of a lie to the group chat, saying that his family was back in the city - which was true, and that he was going to visit them, so he couldn’t make it - not true. You on the other hand conjured the only fib you could think of and told everyone that you were going to be working past six.

Both of you felt relatively guilty for ditching the dinner. However, it would’ve looked ten times more suspicious if the two of you suddenly changed your minds at the same time and decided to show up.

But why would anyone suspect anything? Nobody knew Chan was rearranging your guts every other night. Or so you thought. That dirty, slutty little secret was only kept hushed between you and Chan. These past couple of months you’ve spent at each other's houses, tainting the very last remnants of innocence either of you had.

You wouldn’t have realised it at first until you experienced it for yourself, but Chan is and can get really horny. Before him, there was no such thing as ‘hard-paced’ or ‘nasty’ sex. It was fairly vanilla, which there’s nothing wrong with from time to time. But at the minute, that wasn’t the cup of tea you fancied. No. It was something much dirtier and riveting, something that makes you feel like you’re very much alive.

Chan was able to achieve that in less than half an hour after you both hooked up one time after a night out. Sure there might’ve been alcohol involved, except neither of you were drunk enough to completely forget what an amazing time you both had. So much so that you and Chan decided to hook up again. And again, and again, until it became a weekly event.

In saying that, there were a few layers as to why you and Chan started seeing each other regularly. You needed the de-stressor from work that had been hounding you for months, and among other things, there is nothing like a good dick down to make just about make every worry in your mind disappear.

As for Chan’s situation, it wasn’t as light. Having been cheated on by his long term partner, Chan entered what you refer to as his ‘hoe phase’ to which he was rather embarrassed to learn that it’s something that people tend to go through when they’ve broken up with their significant other.

Nonetheless, you and Chan unexpectedly found each other in a way friends wouldn’t typically, and it was only limited to that. No strings attached, still remain good friends, and the best mind blowing sex.

“Fuck - yes, right there!”

Chan’s hips ram unforgivingly into you from behind. Creating godly, euphoric waves that ripple throughout your body each and every time he does. His fingernails clutch themselves into the soft flesh of your hips, allowing him to use that small bit of traction to pull your body back onto his cock or for him to thrust forward mercilessly.

This was way better than dinner with friends.

“W-Wait,” you reach behind to the side of your body, trying to tap his arm and prompt him to slow down so you could get your message across without having it fucked right out of you. “Ride…lemme ride you.”

Chan swallows and nods, taking a short breather, “yeah, yeah okay.”

Whilst you’ve learned a lot of things about Chan since you’ve started sleeping with him, he’s also learned some stuff about you. Like discovering throughout your secret sessions with him that you seem to cum the hardest when you’re riding him. He doesn’t entirely see the appeal of it since he doesn’t mind picking up all the slack just so you don’t have to do any of the work. At the same time, however, nothing feels as good as fucking his frustrations into you.

But he also doesn’t mind them getting fucked out of him. It easily added to one of the reasons why he found it so hot to watch you ride dick.

As he gently slides his cock out of you, moving into the next position where he now gets to lie back against his pillows. He watches you straddle him first, then take his length in hand before aligning it with your hole. Slowly, you sink down onto his cock.

The ‘o’ shape in your mouth enlarges when the entirety of his length vanishes inside you. He’s big. Something you can’t always grasp every time you sleep together. The silver lining in that however is that the foreplay is amazing.

“Christ,” you breathe out, lifting your hips up and down a couple of times, groaning as the pleasure already built up from before starts re-taking its effect to its highest extent. “Fuck, make me feel so full.”

“So you keep telling me,” he responds with a cocky grin as his hand reaches up to one of your tits and gropes ravenously. “But that’s what you like isn’t it? Having a big cock inside you, yeah?”

Your hand claps right on top of his, the other stabilises your body on his chest as you start riding at a pace comfortable enough to build some momentum. It doesn’t take long until every part of your body feels like warm flames are tickling your skin, leaving tingly traces in their wake.

“Yes, love it so much,” you pant breathlessly. “Love it when it makes me cum.”

Chan is glad to hear that. Then again, he knows. He’s fucked you long enough to know what you like, what you don’t, and what type of pleasure can turn your mind inside out. With that in mind, and one hand still groping you, he uses the other thumb to find your clit and rub generously.

“F-Fuck, oh my god, don’t stop, don’t stop,” you plead in anguish as you start to feel your orgasm shift into sight.

It’s right there. The utmost pleasure and ecstasy at its apex swells from the pit of your stomach, to your toes, all the way into the crevices of your brain. Every part of you - physically and mentally, just seems to melt into Chan. His cock, which feels like it was made for you to use like this, glides frictionlessly until his tip kisses your g-spot so lovingly. Each time it hits, Chan earns extra centimetres of long red scratches down his abdomen, marked up by your fingernails.

“Cum,” he demands through gritted teeth. “Fucking cum all over me.”

Brainless and vacant as you were in trying to respond to him, your actions seemed to speak for themselves. As Chan continues to move his thumb consistently over your clit and you bounce yourself still on his cock, your eyes suddenly screw tight shut - shuddering before a surge of relief gushes from between your legs.

Chan grins sickeningly.

The untapped pleasure squeezes and strangles moans out of your throat, yet, in the few spare moments when you had come back down to earth, your stomach felt like it dropped at some point along the way. The minute you open your eyes, breathing hard and heavy, your attention catches on to the mess you’ve made.

Most of Chan’s abdomen is soaked with your juices, his taut torso gleaming with your cum. Droplets of it roll down his side and seep into the sheets below him. From there, the humiliation is quick to ensue. Chan even sees the panic fill your eyes.

“Oh! I’m so sorry,” you whine apologetically. “I don’t know what happened! I was - I was caught up in-“

Chan ceases your babbling by grabbing the undersides of your thighs and just about throws you on your back as he moves to top you. His sudden movements catch you off guard, wondering for a moment what he was doing until he started fucking you again.

“Chris!” you cry out, latching around his back.

His head buries into the crook of your neck, “wanna feel you do it again. Wanna see you drip down my cock.”

At his words of request, you knew it was possible with the way that his dick hits deeper, pressing against those sensitive spots inside you that have been milked of pleasure. It’s not difficult to feel it building up again. There’s zero refractory period, allowing you to cum in an uninterrupted procession. At this stage, Chan could just whisper dirty things in your ear and have you become a squirting mess on his bed for him to watch. He wondered if that was actually possible.

After watching and making you cum an extraordinary amount of times this evening, Chan was about to witness another, this time, mixed with his own release of pleasure. He can never ignore that dense pressure stacking up in his cock, like a blocked pipe that’s about to burst with the help of the tension from your contracting walls.

One hand at a time, he places each beside your head to lift himself up while still trying to maintain a consistent pace. Then he coils back, grabbing the undersides of your thighs again and leaning some of his weight down so that he can press deeper.

Tears are pricking your eyes - not from any pain but from pleasure you’ve never felt. It’s so intense and has nowhere in your body to escape that the longer you hold it in, the more explosive it’s going to feel. As your emotions exude the ferocity of another orgasm, Chan absorbs your expressions, giving him a very clear estimate of when you’re about to cum.

“Gonna give me another one?” he asks even though you’re in no state of mind to give him a verbal answer. “Gonna be a good girl and get my dick wet one last time?”

You shake your head but only because you’re unsure if you can actually take that pressure that’s about to blow. Regardless of how high he has built your orgasms for you, you always take them well. It has you sobbing - screaming and clutching onto his bedding as you whimper that you’re about to cum. Chan could only just hear you over the sound of his skin slapping against yours.

“You can do it,” he reassures you. “You always do.”

At that moment, as if he just flipped a switch inside you, Chan had you gushing in an instant. Your upper body contorts to the left and stiffens as he fucks you right through it, right until his own orgasm slaps him on cue. Grunts mixed with whimpers force their way out from the base of Chan’s throat. His cock uncontrollably spurts his hot white cum, coating liberal amounts on your walls with a few hard, deep thrusts.

"Fuck, oh my god," he groans through gritted teeth, satisfaction seeping through into his blood.

He pulls back to sit on his heels, looking down as he grabs the base of his cock now slicker than usual with milky, almost transparent liquid rings of white. The fact that both of your juices have mixed together does something to a sick part of Chan’s brain. His lower half is still dripping with your cum, forcing you to shy away into the bunched up sheets when you realise you’ve made another mess on him.

Too weak to speak up about it, Chan had no trouble reading the room and caught onto your emotions. He was right to assume that you were embarrassed for it but fuck if Chan could experience it all again, he would. That then strikes an idea as he massages your inner thighs with the palms of his hands.

“That’s never happened before,” he comments with a little bit of surprise, making you turn with embarrassment, all the while trying to ease you back down from your high. “So fucking hot.”

His thumbs rub into your wet skin, inching closer to your pussy. Before you know it, the backs of his fingertips are brushing over your hole where his cum is leaking out of you. Semi sticky strings of it attach onto him when he pulls away and goes back in to smother it all the way up to your clit. He thumbs softly over the sensitive bud, setting fire again to the muscles in your lower half.

You shudder a little bit from the faint stimulation, and finally muster the energy to talk, “yeah…d-don’t know how. Usually it’s - mm, just cause’…maybe you were hitting the right spot.”

Chan doesn’t meet your eyes, and by the preoccupied look on his face, it was clear that he had another agenda as his thumb continued to rub mindlessly. Although, he did hear you as he smirked and shook his head.

“Nah, that was all you,” his mouth falls open slightly as he stares down at where his fingers begin to disappear.

“Chan…”

“I reckon you could give me one more,” he predicts as he starts to finger you slowly. “Just one more.”

“Please, fuck...” You whine loudly throughout the room. “D-Don’t think I can…please.”

Chan moves to the side of you just a little bit, placing his other hand on your lower belly to apply just a little bit of welcoming pressure while he ignores you, “yes you can pretty. Only one.”

His fingers curl deviously inside you, forcing an automatic bodily response for your eyes to roll to the back of your head and back to arch clean off the bed. As he strokes over the spongy area, your fists are clenching on the duvet. Your body is beyond sensitive and squirms uncontrollably at the faintest of his touch.

“Chris!” You sob, tears now leaking down the sides of your face from the euphoria.

This was the closest replica to being high. It’s like the pleasure picked up where it left off from the previous orgasm Chan brought to you and nearly doubled in intensity to the point where you thought for a moment that you were going to black out. But it hits you harder than before since his fingers have a bit more precision to find and hit your g-spot rather than making you feel fuller.

“That’s my good girl,” he says encouragingly.

There and then, as Chan detects the tell-tale signs that you’re about to cum, he finger fucks you at a generous pace that doesn’t let up on the time your insides have to try mitigate the pleasure. It goes into overdrive, sending a bunch of all the right signals straight to your brain.

“C-Cum…cumming…I’m-”

Chan appreciates the fact that he’s reduced you from crying and screaming his name to a silent, overstimulated mess. Alternatively, you’re surrendering entirely to the ecstasy which sweeps you under like a current. Chan doesn’t need to hold you in place for you to take what he’s giving you with his fingers. He just gives and gives, and gives until for the third time, he has you squirting.

“Oh yeah, look at that,” he grins excitedly, watching his palm and all the way up to his forearm become completely drenched in your juices. “What a good girl.”

By that point, Chan was successful in running your body dry. His pace slows down, now gently stroking inside you. Your quiet, strained moans die down, along with a reserve tank of energy you had left. You were limp and helpless, a gorgeous mess on the bed for him to admire.

Chan slowly takes his fingers out, gently massaging around your sensitive pussy, “fuck, so good."

You turn onto your side, processing all of that. For a few moments before, it felt like you had had an out of body experience, and maybe you were. Everything was so consuming and powerful that for a second you didn’t feel like yourself. But that wasn’t a bad thing, nor did you think of it that way. It’s just a new experience that you welcomed, one that made you feel good multiple times.

Chan hops off the bed and kneels beside you onto the floor as he strokes and pats your head, “you okay?”

You nod then go to sit up, “mm, just out of it. Give me a few minutes.”

“You - you shouldn’t move so much, not now at least,” Chan warns, then quickly spots the uncomfortable expression on your face as you realise that everything beneath you is wet and sticky.

“Your duvet,” you say to him, looking down and around at all the large damp areas.

“What about it?”

“Well it’s all ruined-”

“They’re not ruined,” he says defiantly like a stubborn child, almost like he was offended you even made that sort of comment. “It looks…fucking hot.”

“Hot,” you repeated with an airy chuckle.

“I didn’t know you could do that,” says Chan, bewildered.

“Neither could I to be honest,” you agree wholeheartedly. “It was really…intense and...strange.”

“Strange?” He retorts.

“Not a bad ‘strange’, just something I’ve always heard of, but never managed to do with someone else before,” you reply.

Chan smiles to himself, looking at his bed before that grin drops off his face, “never managed to do it with someone else before? As in, you’ve done it before, just…on your own?”

You blink up at him, quickly changing the subject, “reckon the others are still out?”

“I’d imagine so,” he says, still thinking about what you said previously.

“Hot pot and barbecue sounded so nice too…” you trail off, eyes going in and out of focus. Your body is starting to catch up to you.

“Well, luckily we live in the era of food delivery, right?” He responds confidently. “Let me clean you up first, then we can hop in the shower. After that, I’ll order it in for us, sound good?”

Sometimes when you’re with Chan, you forget that at the end of the day, he’s one of your good friends and still acts like it after you sleep with him. He knows when to be your fuck buddy and when to be your mate. None of it is awkward or weird and nor does he strive to make it that way.

Potentially it’s because of his nature to be a gentleman inside the bedroom just as much as he is outside, hence why you had a considerate amount of gratitude towards him for not being an ass like some of the people you’ve hooked up with or seen casually in the past. But that could never be the two people you slept with a few weeks back.

Not Hyunjin nor Jisung, whom you’ve thought about ever since that night at his apartment. Although it was truth or dare that led you all to the events that unfolded, you would’ve still slept with them anyway without the game. Just thinking about the two of them makes you miss them. Makes you miss the way that they touched you.

It was a different feeling to how Chan normally touches you. With him, he’s a friend with benefits. Someone who can call you or you can call him whenever either of you need each other. As a result, there isn’t going to be anything fond or loving between the pair of you - which you’re more than happy with. You made that clear to Chan at the start that you weren’t looking to enter into a relationship with him at any stage if that’s what he was thinking.

Thankfully, he wasn’t either.

But when Hyunjin and Jisung touched you, it was surreal. Almost natural, like they were meant to feel you that way and only them. That was the difference between them and Chan, not that you were comparing them since you saw them in separate positive lights.

There was just something about those two that left a strong imprint on your brain, something you can’t scratch without them…

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siredtosturniolos · 2 months

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surprise!

paring: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: you visit your boyfriend matt on tour! (idk how the tour worked so let’s pretend im right for shits and giggles.)

warnings: suggestive but no description!

you and matt had been dating for a few months now, and he was currently on tour with his brothers. you missed him so much, but you were afraid of expressing that to matt in fear of coming off as clingy.

you had told matt and his brothers that you wouldn't be able to come to any of the tour dates due to work, but that was a lie. you had planned everything out with laura, flying to their boston show without them even knowing.

laura made sure the entire team knew you were coming, and to put you on the list so there'd be no hassle with getting inside. you were going to wait until the boys were on stage before letting your presence known. you and matt weren't exactly public as a couple, but you had appeared on their youtube channel a few times over the last year, as their best friend.

you were nervous for matt's reaction, if he'd be able to control himself on stage or if he'd say fuck it and let it be known you were together.

you were currently in an uber, heading to the hotel located a short walk away from the venue. once you arrived at the hotel, matt had called you. you debated on answering it but ultimately you did.

"hi baby." matt greeted you softly, sighing slightly.

"what's wrong love?" you immediately asked, while making your way to the bathroom. you needed to take a shower before you got ready for the show tonight, already dreading of having to think up an excuse to hang up on him soon.

"i just wish you were here, with me, in my home town." he quietly admitted, making your heart swell. if only he knew.

you hummed, "i wish i was there too, but this just means there's a third tour you gotta do so i can come to that one." you playfully replied, making matt chuckle.

"that sounds fair, but what are you up to? i figured you be at work right now." he questioned, making you freeze. you would be at work right now if you were back in LA. fuck.

"oh, yeah i'm just on break right now." you did your best to sound casual, but matt could read you like a book. he thankfully let it go, realizing he needed to get off the phone.

"baby i gotta go, we're 'bout to let the fans in for the first round of meet and greets." he replied reluctantly, making you smile.

"i have a good feeling you're going to win tonight, call me after the show?" you asked, as you usually do each night he's been gone.

"i will, love you." he replied, hanging up once you returned the form of endearment.

you quickly took a shower, seeing you only had about an hour until you absolutely had to go. you decided to wear matt's blue merch from the tour, with black cargo pants and nike air force ones. quickly doing your makeup and styling your hair, you were out the door 5 minutes earlier than you thought you'd be.

making your way down the street to the venue, approaching the door laura described to you and knocking harshly, praying someone was around to let you in. a few minutes passed and right before you were going to knock again, nate slowly creaked the door open, shock filling his feature's once he saw it was you.

"holy shit! laura told me you were supposed to come but i didn't think you actually would." he grinned at you, holding the door open while you shuffled inside. you shared a brief hug with nate, before he lead you to the side stage where you'd be standing for the duration of the show.

nick, matt, and chris were already on the stage, warming up the crowd before the fans were selected to come on stage with them. nick was the first to spot you, his jaw dropping as he froze in place. chris was next as he was standing next to nick, nearly breaking his neck in order to see what nick was freaking out over.

matt was facing the crowd as everyone started to freak out over what matt thought was nothing, but was dead wrong when he turned to face his brothers. his eyes met yours and the biggest smile spread across his lips as he let his eyes rake up and down your figure.

butterflies filled your stomach, a giddiness spreading throughout your body at seeing your boyfriend for the first time in over a month. matt shook his head, glancing towards the crowd before turning back to face you.

he quickly made his way over, nearly shoving nick and chris into the crowd as he barreled his way through them to get to you. wrapping his arms tightly around your waist as yours went around his neck, lifting you off the ground and spinning you while holding you close.

"i can't believe you're here!" he yelled into the hug, pulling the tiniest bit away to look you in the eyes.

you nodded, "good, it was supposed to be a surprise." you teased him, earning yourself an eyeroll in response. before you knew it, he had pressed his lips to yours, making the fans go absolutely wild.

"well i guess that cat is out of the bag." chris announced into his microphone, making you giggle into the kiss.

matt pulled away from you, "sorry, kinda forgot where we were." he sheepishly apologized, the tips of his ears turning pink. he gently shoved you backwards, turning towards the crowd and signaling he needed one minute before trotting back to you.

you shook your head, a grin on your lips, "it's fine matt, they were bound to find out." once you finished speaking matt was beckoned over by nick, who wanted to get the show started.

matt turned to you with a smirk on his face, "if i win tonight you gotta ride me." he murmured to you, loving the way your breath hitched at his comment.

you quickly composed yourself, "and if you lose?" you asked, softly biting your bottom lip, knowing that it drives matt crazy.

"i'm not gonna lose baby, have some faith." he grinned down at you, placing a quick peck on your check before joining his brothers on the stage.

you were lost in your thoughts for a moment, "you guys are disgusting." nate muttered from beside you, making you jump, not realizing he was even there.

"oops."

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judebelle · 6 months

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been thinking ab joao and reader hooking up behind his teammates backs'... like they've been "involved" for a while but sometimes the tension is too much and they have to sneak away iykwim ;)

sneaky - j.f. x reader

a/n : omfg anon ur gonna be the death of meeeeeee!! also i made this kinda long since i havent posted in a while, oops..

pairing : joao felix x fem!reader

word count : 2.3k

summary : joao and u prefer to keep your love life private, secret even, but the the flirty looks and knowing smirks from across the room are becoming unbearable.

cw : smut obv, lil bit of alejandro x reader, sneaky joao and reader, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it ppl), make outs, cursing, me not bothering to accent his name lol sorry

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you were starting to regret going out to dinner with your friend alejandro and his teammates.

the only reason why being that one of his teammates had become more.

hooking up with joao felix on the down low has been fun, you won't lie. and while you enjoy sneaky quickies and flirty messages, there were times where you wish you could just tear off his clothes and fuck that smug smile right off his face.

you were currently sitting in a restaurant, a private room and table was booked for alejandro, his barcelona teammates, and their plus ones. you and alejandro had become inseparable ever since you met in spain a few years ago, and you had grown increasingly close to his teammates.

very close to a certain mr felix.

the first time you met joao, it wasn't anything magical, you just thought he was fit. alejandro had introduced you to him when he came on loan to barca recently, and you just couldn't get him out of your head.

it seems that the feelings were mutual, as that very same night he followed you on instagram. you, of course, played it cool and took your time following him back (you waited like 10 seconds).

from there, you two messaged often, especially after the team would hang out.

joaofelix79 : u got home safe?

ynsusername : ofc i did

ynsusername : alejandro wouldn't let anything happen to me

joaofelix79 : that's good.

you two started messaging more, sometimes even calling each other late in the night. you couldn't explain why, maybe he was just fun to talk to.

you would complain to him about work, and he would complain about a mistake he made in training.

eventually, you two started hanging out alone.

not anything crazy, of course.

joaofelix79 : hey

joaofelix79 : js noticed im about to drive by ur place

joaofelix79 : wanna get some ice cream? my treat

how could you refuse that?

it wasn't all that shocking to you when a surprise ice cream date turned out into a steamy make out session on a bench in a park in the middle of the night.

"we should stop, someone might see us.." you murmured against the portuguese boy's lips, you yourself making no effort to.

"ok, if that's what you want." he pulled away from you, his fluffy hair disheveled thanks to you.

"5 more minutes" you placed your lips on his again, feeling him smile against them.

from there, weekly hangouts became almost nightly. he would pick you up in his car, and you would drive anywhere. you just needed an excuse to make out. you even put your number in his phone.

eventually, joao grew tired of the make outs that led to nothing, and you did too.

12:03 am - joao : wyd

12:03 am - you : was ab to put some instant noodles in the microwave lol

12:04 am - joao : dont bother

12:04 am - joao : come eat at my place

12:05 am - joao : i ordered uber eats

of course, you went, and you two ate the chinese takeout he bought. you two sat and laughed together at his attempt at using chopsticks.

and then you found yourself perched on his kitchen counter, him in between your legs while he rammed into you mercilessly. you left red marks across his back and biceps.

"my god, you feel amazing, querida." joao's words were muffled as his head was nuzzled into your neck, his lips caressing your hot skin with every word he spoke.

"i'm so fucking close, joao.." you whined and whispered curses while your hands found themselves travelling from his arms to his hair, tugging on the soft brown locks.

"let go, y/n, i'm close too!" he removed his flushed face from your neck and connected your lips together again, breathing heavily into your mouth.

you came undone with a sharp whine, arching into him. his thrusts became sloppy as he let out a long groan against your lips, releasing into the condom.

that was the first time you two had fucked, and it definitely would not be the last.

his house was usually where you two would hook up because it was so big, and you didn't have to worry about anything when you were there.

you two fucked anywhere - on the bed, in the shower, on the couch, even in the laundry room.

you found that it didn't really matter where you were. if either of you were craving the other, it happened right then and there. it was fun. it kept you on your toes, kept things fresh and fun.

but it became a curse when you two were at a team dinner.

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"si, i told him he could go fuck off if that was what he wanted. that guy needs to learn some manners, for fucks sake!"

the table erupted in laughs as pedro went on about some story that you weren't really paying attention to to be honest. you were sat right beside your good friend, alejandro, who was very intrigued in pedro's story and hadn't spoken to you more than twice this evening.

across from you was joao. he was wearing a black dress shirt that hugged his biceps perfectly along with black dress pants. of course, to make your life more difficult, the top two shirt buttons weren't done up.

one more open button and everyone would've seen the hickey you gave him the other-

"isn't that right, y/n?"

alejandro was speaking to you, and you were too busy staring at joao's biceps to hear him.

"hmm? sorry?"

"i said, it was you who i walked in on dancing silently in the darkness darkness of your room, right?" alejandro smirked at the sight of your cheeks going red, this memory being nothing short of embarrassing to you.

"yup, that- uh- that was me..!" you looked down in humiliation as the table giggled at alejandro's unexpected story about you. he loved embarrassing you, it was his thing. he found it fun because he thought of you like a little sister.

you looked up to see joao, laughing along with everyone else at the table, finding amusement in your misery. you shot him a playful glare.

"i'm only teasing, mi corazón." alejandro chuckled before ruffling your hair. "ale!" you whined, fixing your hair. his friends teased you. they all thought of you as their little sister, especially you being one of the younger ones.

the men continued on with their conversations as you continued looking at joao from your end of the table, only this time, he was looking at you too.

he was taking a slow sip of his water, eyeing you down.

joao wasn't the only one dressed all sexy tonight. you wore a short black satin strapless dress that hugged your figure perfectly. you thought of joao when you picked it out, you thought of him while putting it on, and you thought of him taking it off.

it seems that joao had the same thought. the way he looked at you from under his lashes gave you the impression that your outfit choice was a smart one.

you sent him a quick wink.

he smirked and dropped his eyes to your cleavage, widening them.

you rolled yours before continuing to eat your steak.

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you couldn't take it anymore.

something the way he laughed with everyone at the table, his hair flowing when he turned his head. he had on a gold rolex and a gold chain, both glistening under the lighting over the table.

it was the way he carried himself with such confidence. he knew he was hot, and he knew you knew it too. that confidence definitely carried over into bed.

finally, you got up from the table, excusing yourself to "make a call".

shooting joao a quick look, he took the hint. his eyes followed you, watching you exit the restaurant and head towards the parking lot. after an agonizing 30 seconds or so, joao told everyone he forgot something in his car, and made a beeline to where he saw you last.

he saw you standing outside his car, waiting for him. he made his way towards you.

"so, who did you have to call?" he teased, his eyes waiting for your reaction. you scoffed and rolled your eyes, "very funny.".

you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you as you leaned against his car. he smiled down at you before looking over your figure.

"nice dress.."

"just take it off."

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you two had squeezed into the back of his car, leaving nothing but surrounding street lights as your light source. you straddled his waist, rocking your hips while you smashed your lips against his. you two were breathing heavily, occasionally breaking the kiss to huff and puff before going back at it again.

joao's arms were wrapped tightly around your waist, his right hand occasionally sliding down to cup and smack your ass. his actions made you yelp into the kiss. your arms were everywhere. cupping his face, on his shoulders, in his hair, on his chest, on his abs.

it was like you two hadn't seen each other in years. like you were drowning and the only way to breathe was.. this.

your smooth rocking of the hips created a hard bulge in joao's pants which felt great on your throbbing clit. he groaned into the kiss, breaking it for you to breathe and to leave kisses down your neck.

"so, fucking, horny" he broke each word with a kiss. you moaned above him. "you can't even last one dinner party without my hands all over you?" you wanted him to shut up, so you grabbed his face in your hand and smashed your lips against his.

you started unbuttoning his shirt, but your hands were too shaky to do it quickly. "take this off, god damnit!" you groaned as he laughed and began unbuttoning it himself. you hiked your dress up and helped him with the last few buttons.

you moved his shirt partially off him, leaving it on his arms since you couldn't be bothered. you leaned down to kiss his chest while looking up at him. he was smiling down at you, hands rested behind his head.

he brought you back up to pull the top of your dress down just enough so that your tits would pop out. when they did, he licked his lips. now it was his turn to lean down and suck on them, making you tilt your head back and pant.

"joao, we dont have time for this-"

"shhh, patience princesa. don't worry." he went back to sucking.

"they're going to realize we're gone- joao!"

he couldn't bring himself to leave your tits alone, but when he did, you quickly reached down and undid his belt , not even bothering to pull it off.

"estás mesmo excitado, não é?" (you're really excited, aren't you?)

you nodded and bit your lip.

he unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers. you raised yourself up on your knees and hovered over his dick. he held it up with one hand, the other resting on your hip.

"are you ready for me?" he teased.

"enough questions." you cut his teasing short as you took his cock in your hands yourself and sunk down on him.

joao hissed at the unexpected pleasure. he looked up at you, gasping for air above him before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"move for me, bebé."

you did as you were told, lifting your hips up until just the tip of him was left in you, before sinking back down on him, agonizingly slow.

he shuddered at the feeling.

you picked up the pace, causing the car to rock. your tits bounced in his face, causing him to twitch inside you.

"fuck, y/n, you're amazing-" you laugh breathlessly above him, your hands resting on his shoulders for stability while his gripped your hips tightly.

after some time, your thighs were burning, and you were getting tired. joao picked this up, taking control. his grip on your hips was put to some use as he moved your hips up and down for you. he lifted and dropped you so easily and made you move so much faster. you felt the air leave your lungs and arched your back to stick your tits in his face.

he grinned as he thrusted his hips up, meeting you in the middle. he tilted your body back, and started to hit the spot inside you that made you see white.

your pants and gasps turned into moans and whines as you felt the bundle of heat in your core.

"joao, i'm close" you warned, your nails digging into his shoudlers.

"i'm right there with you, baby, oh," he groaned and grunted as he watched him drill into you faster and faster. "meu deus, foda-se!" (my god, fuck!) he hissed with gritted teeth as he felt you clench around him.

his pace was too much for you to hold back. you let go with a gasp and moan, your hand slamming and sliding down the steamy car window, leaving a print.

joao was, indeed, right there with you. he pulled your body off of him and set you down on his thighs hastily before stroking his red, throbbing cock, cumming all over your stomach with a string of grunts and pants.

you both sat there in the hot and dark car in disbelief, covered in sweat and panting, after having the most mind blowing sex you've ever had. you leaned your forehead against his and smiled. he chuckled before teasing you once more.

"let's go. we don't want to miss dessert, do we?"

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the-duchess-of-domination · 3 months

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the sickfic to end all sickfics

i will never get tired of a boy going to bed feeling funny and waking up in the middle of the night feverish and horrifically sick.

he tries to brush off his sour stomach and tiredness and lack of appetite. after all, he’s been working long hours and eating the wrong things. a good night’s sleep is all he needs. he hardly touches his dinner and is in bed by 7:30.

he falls asleep quickly next to you, but his temperature rises and leaves him with feverish, confused dreams. you’re awoken by him mumbling deliriously, and when you ask him what’s the matter he starts muttering incoherent sentences that don’t seem to connect or conclude. you switch on a bedside lamp, and examine the pallor of his sweat-slicked face while using your palm to feel his forehead. he’s absolutely burning hot. his eyes, heavylidded, flutter.

“i don’t feel good” he manages to tell you through dry lips. his breaths come shallow and out of his mouth. you feel so sorry for him but can’t help but find him irresistible in such a weak state. you ask him where he isn’t feeling good, brushing back his bangs.

“stomach” is all he says. you probe further and ask him what kind of stomach ache it is, and with a heavy swallow he says “nauseous” and that “everything is spinning.” you lie there with him until his saliva is too much for his own mouth, and you have to help him to the bathroom. you stay by his side until he thinks he’s done.

the next morning doesn’t fare much better. he got sick a couple more times in the night, and is still running a fever. he mumbles incoherent thoughts about having to call into work sick, so worried about having to take a sick day, about how much he’ll be missing at work. he tosses layers of blankets to the floor and removes his pajamas, complaining about how hot it is. within fifteen minutes he is shivering and you have to help him put his pajamas back on.

he goes a couple hours without throwing up, and you suggest crackers. he manages to keep those down, and before long he agrees to a can of chicken soup. when you come to place the tray over his lap, he is lying there staring off into space looking so miserable and pale. you hope the soup will give a little color to his face.

he slurps the soup down to its bottom. you’re glad to see him eating, and after he’s done you take the bowl to wash. as you’re doing the dishes, you hear him coughing. you think he might be trying to clear his throat.

you hear him start to retch.

you leave the sink and come back into the bedroom. his head is hung over a trash can. he looks up.

“im sorry,” he mutters. “im so sorry. i didn’t mean to.”

this sight absolutely breaks your heart. in this woozy state he feels the need to apologize, worried about upsetting or offending you for throwing up the soup you made. you rub circles on his back and hush him as he apologizes again and again and again. after he’s done you tuck him back up, kissing his burning forehead. you sit at his bedside to play with his hair and make him sleepy. he goes in and out of sleep, and senses when you’re not there. when he wakes he weakly cries out for you, begging for you to make it all better. all you can do is pet his hair and shush him, hoping it’ll all be over soon.

#tummy ache #belly ache #emeto kink #sickfic #emetophilia #vomit kink #whump writing #whumpblr #whump scenario #whump prompt #whump #whump community #whumpee #emeto fic #emeto tw #fantasies from the duchess 👑

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brooooswriting · 11 months

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could you do a sam carpenter x reader sickfic type thing? i haven’t seen any but i was thinking sick!reader who tries to hide she’s sick from Sam but she has like food poisoning or something so she can’t hide it for long (or other way round where sam is sick)

Poisoned

Sam Carpenter x sick!reader

Tara Carpenter x reader (platonic)

“Alright, I’m gonna head out. You sure you don’t wanna come?” Sam called out standing in front of the bathroom door, where you hid from her. Well, that sounds way worse than it should, you were sick and this was sams first night out in months, so you didn’t want to be the reason why she wasn’t going. You’ve had a stomach bug since last night, you had been working all night on your essay as you couldn’t sleep due to pain, when Sam was awake she had to go to work while you tried to get some sleep and as soon as she was home she searched for you, but you stayed in your room as you needed to ‘focus on your paper’ and as she was done getting ready you fled to the bathroom, throwing up for the fifth time today. “Yeah, I gotta shower and then I have to keep working, sorry. But you go have fun, love you” you called out, trying to keep the vomit inside. “Im sorry. Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?” You smiled before quickly covering your mouth with your hand, “yeah, you go have fun” she called out a quick I love you before leaving.

You sighed when she finally left, taking a bucket from under the sink before walking out to the table where you sat down the bucket and your laptop. After 30 minutes of trying to concentrate you nearly passed out on the chair, deciding to lay down on the couch with a blanket and the bucket in your arm. It was now 8:30 pm which meant that you had enough time go get better before Sam came. Oh how you wished you’d get better soon, you felt miserable.

“Oh god, y/n are you alright?” Tara’s voice rang through the living room as she saw you sprawling on the couch, vomiting into the bucket, your face pale and sweaty. “M fine” you grumbled holding your stomach after emptying its containments. “No you’re not. Here, let me get you some water” she quickly got a bottle for you, while you held your stomach in pain. “Since when have you been feeling like this?” She asked and you decided to lie, “I don’t know?” She nodded deciding to grab you some painkillers. “Here, take these. Hopefully they will help you. Where’s Sam anyway?” She asked rubbing your clammy back. “Out with friends” you mumbled drinking some more, hoping that it will reduce the pain. “Want me to get her?” You immediately shook your head, “no, it’s her first night ou…” you stopped and grabbed the bucket throwing up again. “Okay, I’ll change real quick and then come back alright?” You nodded as you started to throw up again, it didn’t seem like you were going to feel better.

After a quick change into sweatpants Tara came back to find you laying on your side, your legs pulled up and your arms wrapped around your stomach. “Anything I can do?” She asked laying a hand on your forehead, quickly realizing how hot you were. The tears in your eyes were so noticeable that Tara decided that she couldn’t deal with this on her own.

“Sam?” She whispered into the phone, “Tara, what’s wrong?” She asked walking out of the bar to hear the younger sibling better. “It’s y/n, she’s ill. She’s constantly throwing up, she’s hot and her stomach hurts. She didn’t want me to call you but I don’t know what to do” her voice was pleading, Tara loved you like a sister but you never were one who showed her pain, so you crying because of pain even after painkillers was too much for her. “I’ll be there in 10” her sister said before hanging up.

The brunette entered the apartment 6 minutes later, running up to you with concern in her eyes. “Baby, what can I do?” She asked when she crouched down next to you, her hand on your cheek. “How was your night?” You asked trying to mask the pain you were feeling, but it was no use. “Stop it! Why didn’t you tell me? I would have stayed and looked after you” she said her thumb stroking your cheek. “It’s your first night off since forever so you should be able to enjoy that, go back to your friends, I just need a bit of sleep and then I’ll be fine” it was a white lie, you knew, Sam knew, Tara knew, damn even the mouse in the wall knew. “Be quiet and go take a quick shower, then we will go to bed” her voice didn’t leave any room for arguments, so you stood up with your arms still around your stomach and went to the bathroom.

By the time you finally pulled all your cloths off Sam joined you in the bathroom also getting rid of her cloths. “Come on, let’s get you washed up” she guided you into the shower, helping you wash your body and hair before quickly washing hers too. “Just stand in the warm water for a minute okay?” She headed out and quickly put on her cloths before returning with a warm towel and some of her cloths. “Here” she mumbled as she wrapped you up in a towel, by now you were suddenly freezing, shivering while she hugged you. “Let’s get you dressed” she kissed your temple before holding her sweatpants out for you and then slipping her hoodie over your head and quickly brushing your teeth.

When you entered the bedroom the smell of mint immediately filled your nose, “I made you some tea and there is a heating pad. I’ve also put down some painkillers but Tara told me that you already took some so you’re gonna have to wait for a bit before taking those. Some crackers are there too but you’re gonna have to decide if eating is a good idea right now. Plus I’ve emptied the bucket and put it down next to the bed” she explained as you two got into bed. “That’s really nice but you really didn’t have to. I should do this stuff for you, you’ve been working so hard lately” you told her, feeling bad for causing her even more work. “I actually like taking care of you more than being with friends without you. So be quiet and let me cuddle you until you feel better” she said with a small smile opening her arms for you. Even after acting unbothered the whole time the only thing you wanted was the comfort you for right now, so you threw yourself into her arms and started crying silently causing her to coo and rub your back. “It’s alright my love. You’re gonna be fine, let’s sleep a bit and then you can take some more painkillers okay baby?” You nodded into her neck before starting to fall asleep to the rhythm of her rubbing your back.

You woke up the next morning with a stomach ache but you hadn’t thrown up the whole night which was a plus and you felt less hot. “Good morning love” you rasped out as you looked up at your girlfriend who was watching you carefully. “How do you feel?” She asked and kissed the top of your head. “Better, my stomach still hurts a bit but otherwise I’m fine” you mumbled rubbing a hand over her abs. “Good, want some medicine? And you should probably eat something soon” she said as she leaned over to grab the water and the medicine before giving it to you. You mumbled a thank you and took the things she gave you before staring at her. “What?” She asked slightly insecure, “hug” you only pouted causing her to laugh but hug you nonetheless.

About an hour and a half later you decided to get up and get ready. You brushed your teeth and changed into a different hoodie that was still Sams. “Y/n, how are you feeling?” Tara immediately asked when she saw you, coming up to you and hugging you, “I’m better, thank you. And also thank you for calling Sam, even though I told you not to” you smiled as you parted.

You stood in the kitchen thinking of what you were gonna eat when somebody appeared behind you wrapping their arms around your waist and a hand carefully holding your stomach. “Should I cook something?” Sam asked as she rested her head on top of yours, “wanna give me food poisoning again?” You joked but nodded nonetheless. “Rude” she laughed but grabbed some eggs before hoisting you up on the counter next to the stove. “Y/n” she said as she cooked causing you to gulp, first name was never a good thing, “next time you aren’t feeling well I want you to be honest about it Alright? I was scared when Tara called me and said that you were ill. You’re my girlfriend and I love spending time with you even if it’s holding your hair while you throw up. I love you and I’d do anything to make you feel better” her voice was serious and showed her concern rather clearly which made you feel guilty. “I’m sorry” you mumbled like a guilty child. “You’re alright honey” she laughed and kissed you.

The rest of the day was spent in bed cuddling, she’d always look out for you no matter how exhausted she was.

#reader insert #brooooswriting #tara carpenter x reader #sam carpenter x reader #sam carpenter x y/n #sam carpenter #sam carpenter x female reader #sam carpenter x you #melissa barrera x reader

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madlittlecriminal · 10 months

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Fixing Mistakes ☾ Steven Grant × Female!Reader

Request: no, but they're open for everyone i write for :)

Warnings: donna being donna, marc pops up at the end

note: this has been done a few times before, so im sorry. i just like the idea

credits to @missdictatorme since her fic titled The Shades of the Moon is about steven getting the job as a tour guide. it is smut, so don't read it unless you're 18+

He was nervous to say the least. Donna said the new owner of the museum was making an appearance since she wanted to help them with their employees. He asked Donna about it, and she shrugged. "Might lose your job, Stevie."

So here he was, a nervous wreck while cashing out a customer. Yeah, he wasn't going to lie, as much as he didn't like working in the giftshop, he did like working at the museum. Sadly, he knew that if what Donna said was true, it was because of the number of times he was late. Then it hit him.

Wasn't the owner a man?

He shook his head and began organizing the small figures of the Egyptian Gods and Goddesses when the sound of heels made him confused as he knew one of them were Donna's, but the other was different. "Stevie! This is (Y/N). Her grandfather left her the museum after he passed away." You held your hand out while glancing at his nametag and smiled. "Nice to meet you, Steven." He took your hand and shook it, feeling his heart race at the sight of you.

Hathor blessed you with beauty, there was no denying that.

You broke the handshake and scan the giftshop. When your eyes fell on the stuffed Taweret, you made a mental note to buy it before leaving. She was honestly too adorable, and you didn't care that they were meant for children. "So, I read through your file and saw that Donna here wrote a little note saying that you wanted to be a tour guide?" He gulped before nodding his head. "Yes, I still do actually." You nodded. "Donna, can you give us a minute alone? Meet me in your office." She left and you look over at Steven. While he did sport dark circles under his eyes and baggy clothing, you thought he was handsome.

"So, it's no secret that you're late. A lot. Can you explain that to me?" You grab one of the plushies and bite your lip to hide your smile. "I-I have a sleeping disorder," Steven let his eyes wander a bit, checking you out before snapping out of it quickly. You hummed at his response before looking back at him, your eyes meeting his dark brown ones. "I trust there's a reason you want to be a tour guide and I know Donna doesn't want you to have it because you hardly come on time, but can I ask why you want to be a tour guide?"

He went ahead and ranted about Egypt, telling you everything that fascinated him which left you speechless. "It's just amazing!" You smiled at him. "I love that you know so much about it, Steven, I do. I can't give you the position though because of your tardiness, you know that right?" The smile on his face faded. "Y-yeah, I know."

"However, can you tell me why Donna calls you Stevie? You two don't seem close for her to give you a nickname, right?" He snorted. "She isn't great with names." You tilt your head to the side. "Steven, J.B calls you Scotty. I would get him not being good with names because he was playing a game on his phone when I walked in. Gave him a warning and told Donna she had to be on top of him for that. You work at the giftshop, and she makes you do inventory with her. How does she not know your name? Haven't you corrected her?" He nodded.

"She's just ignorant then?" He looked down and you sighed. "You know I can't have someone like that working here. I know she wants me to fire you, but honestly, I think you can try being on time more than she could be less ignorant." He chuckled at your words and nodded. "I need you to do something for me though before I tell Donna the news of her termination." HIs eyes widened at your words as you placed the plushie on the counter. "Can you ring me out and maybe try to be on time for, let's say...a week? If so, I'll think about that promotion for you." You sent him a wink, causing him to gasp and nod frantically. "I would love that! Thank you, (Y/N)!" You grin as he handed you the plush along with the receipt after cashing you out.

"No problem, but please don't make me regret this, okay?" He ran out from behind the counter and hugged you. You were surprised, but ultimately decided to hug him back...oh man, these baggy clothes did absolutely nothing but hide the fact that he had muscles. "Thank you thank you thank you." You chuckle before pulling back from the hug with Steven and hugging Taweret. "Just please promise me you'll make the effort to come on time. You'd be a perfect addition to the tour guides." With that, you left the giftshop, making Steven fist pump the air. "Honestly, she's 1,000 times better than Donna. I'll try to make sure you get up on time for now on, okay buddy?" Steven looked at the glass counter and raised a brow at his reflection. "I think we both know she's gorgeous, mate. Do you think she'd be interested?"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, buddy. I like your suggestion, but patience is a virtue."

#steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #steven grant #steven grant x y/n #moon knight #moon knight x reader #mister knight #marvel #mcu #marvel universe

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strangerthingsn · 6 months

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Snake

summary: your new boyfriend met your parents and came to yours for the first time, he found out you had a baby cornsnake now he won’t leave it alone..

a/n: I have a cornsnake myself (the snake on the first and last photo is mine:)) and Eddie seems like anyone who would love one because it’s “metal”

no warnings just a sweet lil story :)

When you guys are hanging out at yours: “Eddie Im serious leave that poor thing alone” You’re making your homework but Eddie keeps taking your petsnake out of his terrarium. When he first saw the terrarium standing he had mixed feelings. But when you showed him the tiny baby cornsnake instead of a huge python he already loved it.

“not she wants me to pick her up”

“Its not a cat” You try to continue working with your home work.

“but she likes me” your stubborn boyfriend sits on your bed, leaned against the pillow while your lil snake is in his hands.

“If you get her too much out of the terrarium she will have it cold, there is not for nothing a heat lamp in there”

“but i have warms hands”

“that’s a lie. You always ask me if you can put your hands in my shirt.” You turn around to look at him.

“please just for 10 minutes, then I will put her back and will leave her alone” he gives you those puppy eyes. You wanna say no but those eyes make it impossible.

“fine..” you sigh and gets up from your chair and lay down on the bed next to him. He smiles and wraps his arm around you.

“do you think your parents will notice if i smoke a joint in hire?” He chuckles.

“You want the snake high?” You joke.

“no ofcourse not, I mean when I put her back in her terrarium” he let the snake go over his chest.

“Well I don’t think they will..”

Eddie with his brilliant plan:

You’re walking through the hallway of Hawkins high with your boyfriend.

“So tonight is hellfire right?” He starts.

“Mhm?”

“so I was maybe thinking of, Mavis, your snake, can I barrow her for a champagne for tonight?” He asks wrapping his arm around you.

“Are you serious? I mean.. with so maybe people around that lil thing, besides he is not just gonna sit still on your board.”

“pleaseee, I can make some holes on my lunch box with a hot water bag in it so he won’t be cold and you can play with us so you can watch him”

“fine.. you’re crazy you know that” you giggle.

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Its 9pm and after Eddie got everything ready for dnd he drove to your house to pick you up but mostly Mavis.

“hello hello” you open the door and give your boyfriend a pec.

“hey baby” he picks you up and gives kisses all over your face.

“are you ready for tonight?” He sets you down carefully.

“i am but i don’t think Mavis is” you laugh a little.

“Lets get her” He smiles.

“mhm” you walk inside and walk upstairs. Eddie walks behind you and squeezes your ass.

“oww” you slap his hands away with a chuckle.

“How sorry I am” he laughs. When you walk into the room you sit on your bed and Eddie kneels down by the terrarium setting the chest he’s holding down. It was in the theme of dnd because Eddie always needs to have everything perfect for his champagne.

“is it soft inside?” You wonder.

“mhm and on the bottom there is a hot water bag, it has also holes to breath ofcourse” He is looking in the fake plants for Mavis.

“you made it yourself?”

“I bought the chest but I did the inside and painting myself” he finally find the baby snake. “Gotcha” he smiles while picking her up and putting her in the chest.

“Well Lets go then” you smile.

Eddie telling Wayne about the snake:

“Y/N has a snake did I tell you already?” Eddie starts while he’s having dinner with his uncle.

“no?”

“well, it’s a baby cornsnake.. this tiny” he shows with his hands a length. “And it’s adorable, cornsnake a have no teeth just kind of… hairs or something” Eddie looks at his uncle with a smile. “And last week I brought him to my dnd champagne.

“poor snake” Wayne mumbles.

“no he loves dnd he’s gonna join next week too”

“sure he likes it” Wayne eats again.

“can I have one too?” Eddie asks playing with his food.

“absolutely not son. Don’t want snakes or whatever I’m this trailer.”

“but-“

“no you heard me, you can play with your girl her snake. I think she doesn’t mind to share it”

“fine.”

“now eat your dinner before it gets cold”

The snake ring:

“I got a present for you babe” you give him a tiny black bag with some kind of jewelry logo on it.

“how sweet” he kisses your nose and opens it. It was a snake ring, actually a joke beche can’t have a real one.

“o my god.” He puts it on, it fits perfectly. “ I love this!”

“you love it?” You laugh a little.

“Yes I will definitely be wearing this forever, so I think think of you and Mavis” he hugs you.

“well.. it was actually meant as a lil joke…” you chuckle while hugging him back.

“why?” He looks confused and pulls away to look at you.

“because you can’t have a real one” you were still giggling.

“I don’t care you know I love rings, plus we kinda share Mavis.. right?”

“Sure if you want to” you shake your head with a grin.

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I hope you liked this lil fic :p

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader

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joshlmbrt · 5 months

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NOW PLAYING;

♫ TRACK 4; I Wish You Would. (dad!steve harrington’s version)

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warnings; pregnancy, steve freaking out and kind of just leaving r hanging, this will be a fem!reader! slightly canon but not a whole lot is mentioned! r is max’s sister!

an; one of my favorites requested one of my fav steve’s <333 i hope you enjoy it & it lives up to what you wanted 🧸 (i feel like i slightly changed it so im very sorry if i did😔 and the ending isn’t good. im so sorry 😭)

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'YOU’RE STILL THINKING THAT I HATE YOU NOW ‘CAUSE YOU STILL DON’T KNOW WHAT I NEVER SAID.’

JULY 5TH, 1985

2AM.

“I’ll be in, in a minute, Max.” She nods, sliding out of the back seat. You watch her walk up the porch steps, the door immediately opening and watching as your mother’s arms wrap around her.

“I think we need to break up.”

The words were rushed out, breathy. It causes your ears to ring. You’re not quite sure if it was from Steve’s screams or Max’s scream from behind you when Billy was killed in front of her.

The smell of sweat and blood from that night accumulates in the maroon BMW.

Your fingernail still throbs from the Russian doctor who had started pulling your nail before Robin had screamed out what they wanted to hear.

Your head slowly turns to the beaten and bruised boy beside you, sailor outfit ripped at the seams in some places, blood dots at the white and red collar.

“I. . . What? I don’t understand?”

His knuckles return to their regular color as he releases the deadly grip from his wheel as he turns to you.

“I want to break up.”

“But. . . Why? Did I do something?” You shake your head, confusion contorts your face. “I just don’t understand where this is coming from.”

He huffs out a small laugh. “I thought you were smart enough to understand. I just. . . I want to break up. That’s it.”

You look away, eyes burning. “We were fine before.”

“Before,” He parrots. “Not now. I don’t want to be together anymore. It’s too much. You’re too much.”

He didn’t know why he was doing this.

Actually, that was a lie. He did know. He didn’t want you to ever go through this again.

This was the second time it happened. But he would do everything in his power to keep you safe.

Even if that meant breaking your heart - and his - in the process.

“So, that’s it?” You shake your head again, looking at him. He thinks it’s evil that you do, watching the tears slip down your cheeks. It takes everything in him not to reach out and say it was a mean joke. “You’re just breaking up with me because-”

“Yeah, I am. Now please,” His eyes glance out of the window before back at you. “Leave.”

You stare at him, a watery laugh escaping. You nod, wiping at your eyes.

“I hate you.”

That’s the last thing you say before you’re sliding out, slamming the door so hard it echos and causes the car to shake.

You don’t glance back as you walk away, passing by Max and your mom who calls out after you. Parting with Max, your mom steps further into the house.

Max stands on the porch, glancing over her shoulder at Steve. His eyes glance at her. He sees the shake of her head, a disappointed look plastered on her face before she steps into the house, shutting the door.

He stares at the porch light, dinged yellow, for a while longer. He wanted to apologize, hold you.

But he couldn’t. He was doing this to keep you safe.

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DECEMBER 15TH, 1985

Time was ticking by slow for Robin and Steve. Anyone who enjoyed reversing tapes and stocking them was truly psychotic.

The only thing the two fought over doing was hanging posters on the windows of the new movies that were stocked and ready to check out.

Robin was winning so far - and today has won again.

Steve begrudgingly makes his way towards the horror section with the little cart stacked with tapes.

She grins with triumph as she hangs the Nightmare On Elm Street onto the window.

But the smile quickly drops as she hears her name. She slowly turns and says your name, “Hi.” She breathes out.

“I didn’t know you were working here!” You seemed a bit better - or either you were faking it.

Like the bump under your jacket.

Her blue eyes don’t leave the swell of your tummy. “Uh, yeah. . . Started in-" She stops, but you nod.

“In July,” You smile a bit. “You want to feel?”

“Huh? What?” Her eyes quickly snap upwards at your face.

You lift your brows and laugh softly. “My stomach. . . He’s been active more, kicking right now actually.”

“Uhm,” Her eyes eyes glance over your shoulder, hoping she wouldn’t hear the squeak of the wheels on the cart. “Sure.” She smiles softly, stepping down the small step latter before stopping in front of you.

Her hands are hesitant, but she lies both of them down. The smile grows, feeling the kick. “Wow! He is very active!” Her head quickly looks up. You smile at her and nod.

“He is. Max is very excited to be a little auntie.”

“I bet!” She looks back down at her hands, amazement written all over her face.

“What’s going on here?” She’s quick to yelp as she pulls her hands away as if the bump had burnt her hands, stepping back quickly once she heard Steve’s voice.

“I, uh, We-” She stumbles over her words. You finally decide to help her out.

“We were just catching up.” You watch as Steve’s face turns pale, a look that you couldn’t quite read crosses his face.

“Oh. . . Uh, hi. How-How have you been?” He hasn’t seen you in so long - or heard your voice. He decides that you both look and sound different than before.

You definitely look different.

His face drops at the sight of the bump under your jacket.

“I’ve been okay. I see you’re doing well,” You nod. “Well, I’m going to try and find Nightmare on Elm Street. Max has been wanting to watch it.” You finally step away from the two, making your way towards the horror section.

Robin nudges her chin towards you while looking at Steve. His eyes widen as he shakes his head. She steps closer, lowering her voice. “I’ll let you hang posters for a full month.”

“One month and a week.” He lifts a brow.

“Fine,” She grumps. “Just go help her!” She waves him off, turning to continue what she was doing.

He nods, although she was paying any attention to him anymore, turning as he fixes his hair and sweatshirt. He wished he would’ve shaved this morning while he had the chance.

He’s in front of you, blinking, seemingly forgetting that he had even made his way over.

You browse quietly, before finally finding another movie and slip it out. You turn, flinching as you look at Steve.

“Jesus, You scared-"

“Who’s is it?” He blurts. He winces internally and face palms himself.

“Excuse me?”

“The. . . father. Who’s its father?” He points at your belly.

You lift your brow, hand coming to rest on your stomach. “For one, it is a boy,” He mumbles an apology. “And secondly, it doesn’t concern you.”

“I just. . . Is he in the picture?” He scratches at the back of his neck.

“No. He’s not,” You avoid eye contact with him. “He broke up with me.” You nod, stepping past him and place the two VHS tapes onto the counter.

He furrows his brows, walking behind the counter. “I’m sorry.”

You stare at him, lips parting. He couldn’t be that oblivious.

Well, he could.

“Yeah. Don’t worry about it,” You nod, staring down at the tapes. “Haven’t dated since then.”

“Yeah. Me eith-” He stops, lips pursing together as he stares at you. “Wait.”

You stare at him quietly.

“Wait.” It finally starts to fall into place.

“Yeah.” You nod.

“It’s. . . I’m. . .”

You sigh a bit watching him practically short circuit from the news. “Yes, Steve. But. . . You don’t have to help or anything, I got it. I picked up a job at the new Food Lion, getting a decent amount of money. Already have a couple of things bought.”

“But you’re living in a-"

“In a trailer. Yes. But that wouldn’t stop him from growing up in a loving home. Besides, it’s not a bad thing. Living in a trailer.”

“The baby is a he? It’s a boy?” He smiles a bit. You only nod. “Does Max know that I’m the. . .”

“You’re the only person I’ve dated recently, so, yeah. She knows,” You glance outside. It had quickly grown dark. “I need to try and hurry and get home.”

You pull some cash from your pocket, holding it out for him to take. He’s quick to shake his head. “No. I’ll get it. Get some snacks too.” He points at the little end-cap filled with candy.

“Steve, you don’t have too-"

“I want too. Pick some out,” He nods. “I’ll also drive you home. You shouldn’t even be walking in this weather.” He shakes his head, ringing up the VHS tapes before grabbing the candy that you had placed down on the counter.

“Steve. It’s fine.”

“No, really. We close in ten minutes. Robin will understand, her brother is coming to pick her up anyway. They have some family thing.”

You glance at Robin who had stepped over. She nods and smiles. “I don’t mind.”

“Uh, alright.” You nod. He places the tapes back onto the counter and Robin bags the candy.

“If you want Steve, you can go ahead and leave,” Robin nods. Steve quickly looks at her. “I’ll clock you out when it’s time.” She shrugs.

“Are you-"

“I’m sure. Get her home.” She pushes at his back.

“Oh, uh, alright. Let me get my keys and jacket.” He nods, quickly making his way towards the back.

“Thanks, Rob.” You smile at her softly.

“I’m sure you want to get home.” She nods, waving her hand.

“I, uh. . . I’ve missed you. I’m glad I seen you.” You glance at the counter before looking back at her.

She smiles and rounds the counter, pulling you into a hug the best she could. “I’ve missed you too.”

You close your eyes, wrapping your own arms around her. You both flinch at the sound of something crashing and grumbling quickly following after.

Robin sighs and pulls away. “I’ll get that, dingus. Get the lady home.” She grips your shoulder softly before walking towards the tipped over cart.

“Sorry.” He winces.

“It’s fine. Now go!”

Steve stumbles over his feet as Robin pushes him, huffing slightly. He glances at you and smiles slightly.

You give a small smile back before walking out of Family Video, making your way towards the maroon BMW.

“Here, let me-" He opens the door for you. You thank him quietly, slipping into the passenger seat. You place everything in the floorboard before snapping the belt on.

He’s quick to get into the car and turn over the engine to turn the heat up. “Good?” He glances over at you, putting his own seatbelt on.

You hum contently, leaning back against the seat. “Good.”

He smiles a bit, eyes glancing down at your belly. He finally backs out of the space, driving slower than he usually would.

What?

The roads might be slick!

You tilt your head over to look at the speed, lifting your brows slowly. “Steve.”

His hands stuck to the steering wheel. “Yeah?”

“You can go faster than 20 miles per hour.” You point towards the speedometer.

His eyes glance down, before he laughs slightly. “Oh, whoops.”

He only presses the petal a bit more. 30MPH now.

🕊️

The car rolls to a stop and he put it in park, glancing around. There was a dog barking from the right side as soon as he rolled into the trailer park.

“Thanks.” You nod, unbuckling your seatbelt. You reach down and grab the bag, reaching for the door handle.

“Wait,” He rushes out before you open the door. “I. . . I wanted to apologize for-”

“Hey, it’s fine. I understand.” You nod, giving him a small smile.

“No. . . No, you don’t,” He sighs. He unbuckles himself and turns to you. You lean back in the seat once again. “I did that because I didn’t want you to go through that again.”

“Stevie-”

His heart flutters at your old nickname, but doesn’t show how it affects him. “I couldn’t stand to watch you get hurt. . . The bruises on your arms and legs. I didn’t want to see you that hurt again - or worse.”

“How do you think I feel when I see you basically beaten an inch away from death?” He stays silent. You sigh quietly, reaching over and grip his hand softly. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to run away from you. It’s okay to be scared for one another. But you can’t prevent anything, Steve.”

“I know. . . But I really, really hate myself for what I said. I never meant what I said. You aren’t too much for me. . . We aren’t too much.”

Your thumb runs softly over his knuckles. “I’ve missed you a lot.”

“I’ve missed you. More than I probably should.”

You smile a bit, a watery laugh escapes your lips.

“I’d like to. . . try again. I want to be in your life,” He nods. “His.” His eyes land on your stomach.

You nod a bit, slowly pulling his hand over. You spread his fingers out, before laying his palm against your stomach.

He laughs a bit. “He’s kicking!”

“He is. He’s very active,” Your hand stays on top of his. “I blame you.”

He glances up at you and grins.

“We can try again,” You start. “But. . . It’s going to take me a little while to even start calling you my boyfriend again.”

His face brightens up. “Yeah. . . Yeah, I understand.”

“I still love you, you know. I never meant it when I said I hated you.”

He nods slightly. “I still love you. I’ll be here every step of the way.”

You smile and nod, leaning down and press your forehead against his. “Do you want to come in? Watch a couple of movies with Max and I?”

“Really?”

“Really. She’s missed you too, you know? She tries to act like she doesn’t but she does.”

“Yeah. I’ll stay.”

And he did.

He stayed.

🕊️

'THIS MAD, MAD LOVE MAKES YOU COME RUNNING, TO STAND BACK WHERE YOU SHOULD.’

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BOOTS WITH THE FUR

Chris sturniolo x Y/n

Smuttt,party, drinking, smoking

Y/n pov-

I’m gonna be so honest I love partys, going out , meeting new people and ofc having a couple drinks maybe even getting crossed if I’m feeling it.

Tonight I’m going to some influencers New Year’s party with my best friend Athena.

The party has a theme. It’s decades/year so we’re supposed to dress like our favorite decade or just a specific year.

I was born in the early 2000’s and it just so happens to be my favorite style era. So I’m dressing in the best y2k outfit I can .

Athena is going with 90’s streetwear . We decided to keep our outfits a surprise from each other. It just adds some extra excitement.

She said that she knows for sure I’ll love it so I trust her on that.

I started doing my makeup trying to match the colors with my outfit the best I can. Luckily I bought a wig for my outfit so I don’t have to worry about doing much to my hair.

(Imagine her hair as a wig )

As I started to put the wig on over the cap and secure it with some pins and shit Athena came barging into my room scared the absolute Fuck out of me.

“JESUS ATHENA YOU SCARED ME” I screamed.

“IM SORRYYYYY ! I’m so fucking exited for you to see my fucking outfit. Also YOU MAKUP LOOKS SO GOOD. AND THE WIG HELLOOOO. “ Athena says looking me up and down.

“Thanksss bitch . Your hair looks so good and also your makeup . I cant wait to see how it ties into your outfit” I say.

“Same bitch . Ima go down stairs real quick and make us some pregame drinks and then we can get dressed” Athena says walking back to the door after setting her stuff down.

“ okay ima finish getting this wig to stay on then I’ll be ready to put on our fits” I say .

She smile and walks downstairs.

I just finished with pinning in my wig and spraying some more setting spray on my face to really lock in the makeup since it’s gonna be a long night and probably sweaty .

Me and Athena turned on some music to start hyping ourselves up a bit as we downed our drinks.

We were dancing around singing along and shakin some ass.

“Okay but fr we need to get dressed out Uber is about 10 minutes away” I say to Athena .

“ yeah your right. Okay let’s face our backs to each other and once we’re dressed we’ll turn around okay” she say’s excitedly .

“Alright “ I say turning around and start getting my pants and top on then waiting for her to say she was done and ready to turn around.

“Okay bitch on the count of three turn around “

“Okay . 1…2..3” I say as we both turn around .

“HOLY FUCK y/n ! YOU LOOK SO GOOD”

“ ME BITCH ! LOOK AT YOUUUU” I say looking her up and down moving my hand up and down gesturing to her.

(Athena’s outfit).

My outfit

Not gonna lie I think I nailed 2000’s fashion to the best of my abilities.

About 5 minutes after we were done getting dressed and had our shoes on the Uber was outside.

We chugged the rest of our second drinks and headed out of the door locking it then getting into the Uber.

“ so where you girls headed tonight “ the Uber driver asked.

He was honestly young which I didn’t expect but hey I ain’t complaining.

“Oh we’re just going to a party” I said honestly. Feeling the strong drinks we chugged setting in a bit.

“Oh nice. I’m guessing it’s a theme from your outfits “ he said .

“Oh yeah ! We’re supposed to dress as our favorite decade” I said smiling at him through the rear view mirror .

“ I’m guessing your … 2000’s “ he says to me, “and your 90’s he says to Athena.

“ wow you got that easily” I say laughing a little bit.

“Alright looks like we’re here lady’s” he says as the car comes to a stop.

“Thank you so much . Have a good night” I say as we got out.

“You too . Be safe” he says smiling and waving before pulling away.

Me and Athena walk hand and hand up the driveway and through the gates to the huge front door. We walked in immediately hit with the smell of weed and alcohol and loud music.

“Let’s go get some drinks” I yell into Athena’s ear.

“Lead the way” she says as I grab her hand and we weave through the crowd of people.

“Okay what you want” I say grabbing two cups to mix up our drinks in.

“Ummmm tequila and sprite” she says to me.

“God that’s nasty but okay” I say as I start pouring the tequila and sprite into her cup and swirling it around with my finger to mix it the best I can then I hand it to her.

I mix up some rum and coke in my cup .

They start playing

“BITCH THIS IS MY MF SONG “ I yell at Athena and grab her hand leading her to where everyone else is dancing around.

Me and Athena start dancing as I turn around facing my back to her front as she puts an arm around my shoulders as we sway and grind to the music.

“Girl look at that guy over by the right wall he is stariiiiing “ Athena whispers in my ear.

I look over to the wall slowly scanning it to find who’s she’s talking about. I meet eyes with the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. Chris fucking sturniolo. Holy fuck why would HE be looking at me I thought.

I break I contact and turn to say something to Athena.

“That’s Chris sturniolo Athena omg” I say nervously .

I’ve had a crush on him for a while ever since I watched one of their videos when I was bored on YouTube one day then fell down a rabbit hole of their videos .

“Oh shit he’s one of the triplets you watch on YouTube “ Athena says and all I can do is nod.

As I turn to say something else I make eye contact with Chris again only now he’s at the dj booth saying something to the dj.

After a couple seconds a interesting song plays…

As the song starts playing I realize that must have been what Chris had asked the dj to play. I maintained eye contact with him as he slowly approached me all I could do was gulp nervously . It hit the line boots with the fur and Chris looked down smirking at my boots. AHHH SHIT IM WEARING BOOTS WITH FUR. Is all I thought to myself finally understanding the context of his song choice.

He finally stood right in-front of me . He leaned down to my ear causing my breathe to hitch.

“I guess all your missing is the apple bottom jeans huh?” He asks seductively. All I could do was giggle a little from him comment. “Okay funny guy” I say in his ear.

He retreats from my neck mere inches from my face now.

“Y/n right? “ he asks

“Y-yeah how do you kno—“ was all I got out before he answered me.

“Oh I’ve been watching your videos for a while you and your friend are funny as fuck” he says smiling widely at me.

“Th-thank you. You and your brothers are pretty funny too” I say smiling back at him.

“Oh you watch our videos “ he asks smirking at me.

“Yep but I do have to say … Nick is the funniest “ I say giving him a playful smirk.

“Cute” he says as he comes back to my ear.

“He may be the funniest but who’s the hottest” he asks deeply sending shivers down my back.

“Mmmmm idk maybeeee Matt” I say trying to hold in a laugh seeing if I could upset him a little bit.

“Oh you think your funny huh “ he asks as he hears a muffled giggle coming from me.

“Yeah I do think I’m a little funny” I say letting my laugh out .

“Wanna go outside ma” he asks me the Nick name sending shock waves through me.

“Y-yeah sure” I say kinda confused as to why he’d wanna go outside but hey I wasn’t complaining.

“Come on” he says grabbing my hand and leading me out the back door and to a secluded area outback where no one is around.

“Do you smoke “ Chris asks. “Yeah “ I answer honestly.

“Good cause I got a j right here just begging for us to smoke it” he says causing me to laugh a little.

“We’ll what are we waiting for then “ I say taking a sip of my drink.

He lights it up and takes a couple drags before handing it to me.

“So y/n , you talking to anybody “ he asks while watching me blow out smoke.

“Nope haven’t really found any guy out here worth my time” I say smiling at him.

“Yeah I get that. Honestly most of the girls I’ve met and been around are so insufferably annoying “ he says . I laugh cause honesty he’s right.

“Yeah I get that. that’s why I really only hang out with Athena and a couple other guys out here. Most of the girls are just cunts always judging every move I make and I just don’t have the energy for it” I say then taking a mother hit and handing it back to him.

“Oh yeah Larray said he started hanging out with you a couple weeks ago and that we’d really like you so “ he says looking at me and smiling.

“Aww I love larray he’s one of the most sweet and genuine people I’ve met since moving out here” I say as I look deeply into his piercing blue eyes .

“You look really hot high “ he says staring into my eyes deeply.

“Oh uhh t-thank you” I say as my cheeks flush a deep red. He’s so hot it’s making me nervous.

“ what do you say we get out of here maybe go back to yours or even mine ?” He asks after finishing off the last of the joint and dropping what little remains on the stone next to us.

“Yeah sure I’m honestly kinda over this party anyways” I answer honestly as we start walking back to the door .

“I just need to check on Athena real quick and let her know where I’m going and make sure she’ll be okay if I leave” I say looking up at him.

He grabs my hand and tells me to lead the way to her.

I spot her over in a group of people playing beer pong. I start to walk up to her .

“Hey Athena are you good if I head out with Chris. If not I can absolutely stay I will not leave you if you aren’t comfortable “ I say making it clear to her she can tell me no even though I’d be a little sad I would never leave my best friend alone for a guy.

“ No bitch go have fun I’ll be fine I actually was gonna tell you I’m staying the night at this guy chases house so I won’t be home at all tonight.” She says smiling at me and glancing back at Chris behind me.

“Okay bitch well I love you see you tomorrow “ I say as I give her a hug and Chris takes my hand again leading me to the front door and exit the house.

“Okay I ordered a Uber it should be a black jeep” he says looking up at the street looking for the Uber.

“Oh I see it over there “ I say pointing to a Jeep parked on the left side of the rode .

“Alright let’s go “ Chris says grabbing my hand.

I walk beside him as he throws his arm around my shoulder and once we get to the Uber he opens the door for me to hop in first then he gets in after me .

After about a 30 minute drive we reach the destination. His house.

I hop out thanking the Uber driver and then following Chris to the front door as he unlocks it then holds it open for me.

“Come on in ma” he motions me to enter and I follow direction easily entering.

“ do you mind if I take my shoes off my feet are fucking killing me” I ask him .

“Yeah ofc make your self at home . Get as comfortable as you need to be” he says as he looks me up and down.

I sit on the couch trying to get my boot off and failing since I’m a bit crossed and it’s making it harder than it should be. I wined out of annoyance of not being able to get the damn shoes off.

“ would you like some help ma” he asks smiling at me laughing a little from noticing my frustration.

“ yes please “ I say out of relief.

He knelt down infront of me as his hands moved to my boot to pull in off. I lifted my leg a little to help him pull it off easier. He gets the first one off then moved to the other leg to get my other boot off. As he was pulling it off he looked Down eyes widening a little . It took me a second to register what he was looking at . I had completely forgotten I went commando tonight since my skirt was so low waisted that all my thongs showed on the sides and I didn’t like that.

“ oh fuck … I’m so sorry I completely forgot I didn’t wear underwear. Got that’s so awkward. I’m really really sorry if I made you uncomfortable “ I say shyly as I snap my legs shut.

He looks up at me but his eyes have darkened and he has a smirk on his face that I just love.

“ no no you did not make me uncomfortable at all gorgeous . I was just thinking about how much I wanna bury my face in between your thighs.” Chris says looking into my eyes causing my breathe to hitch and rub my thighs together feeling my pussy pulsing from his words.

“ sorry I shouldn’t have said that “ he says chuckling a little .

“Oh no your good I just… well uh you know umm” I say stuttering my words not wanting to say his words turned me on but the blush creeping up my chest and face must have been a dead give away.

“ Awww look at you blushing . Did my words turn you on ma” he asks standing above me now .

“I.. “ was all I got out as he stared down at me with darkened eyes that made me feel like I was melting into the couch.

“Words ma… tell me what your feeling “ Chris says as he bends down and puts his arms on each side of the back of the couch locking me in.

“I feel… really ducking turned on right now “ I say as I part my legs slightly so he could see how wet I was.

“Oh ma look how wet you are I haven’t even touched you at all” he says as he starts kneeling infront of me moving his hands to rub my thighs.

The touch of his hands causing me to whimper.

“Want me to touch you ma. Make you feel good”he asks in a husky voice making me squirm a little bit.

All I could do was nod .

“Use your words ma I’m not gonna tell you again” he says sternly.

“Yes Chris please I need you so bad” I wimped out .

“Good girl now spread your legs wide for me “ he says and I do as I’m told I think he’s starting to catch on to how submissive I really am for him.

“Look at you being such a submissive little slut for me . Doing exactly what I tell you god you listen so well” he says before diving his head between my thighs and flicking his tongue on my throbbing clit causing me to moan out his name.

“F-Fuck Chris so fucking good” I moan as he starts sucking on my clit sending my head flying back and louder moans to escape my mouth.

“Feel good ma” he asks and the vibrations of his voice on my pussy causing me to shiver.

“Yes Fuck Chris keep going it feels so good” I moan out .

He goes right back to licking and sucking my clit making my legs start to shake. He inserts two fingers into me causing me to gasp and buck into his face from surprise.

He sucks on my clit as he curls his long slender fingers hitting the perfect spot but I know I need to warn him if he keeps finger fucking me I’ll squirt some guys have gotten angry with me over squirting on their face and I don’t want him to do the same .

“Fu-Fuck Chris if you keep doing that I’m gonna squirt “ I say half whimpering and sounding concerned trying to warn him .

“Fuck ma that’s so hot give it to me . Soak me like the little slut you are” he says as he thrust his fingers deeper and sucks my clit harder .

At this point my legs are shaking so hard that I can’t even try to stop them and I start to feel the build up in my stomach feeling my climax rushing in fast and hard.

“FUCK CHRIS IM GONNA …” was all I got out before I felt myself release all over him and I could feel my squirt dripping out of me .

I looked down to see Chris smirking with a pussy drunk expression on his soaked face .

“Fuckkk ma that was so hot … I always wandered if you’d be a squiter” he says honestly causing em to tilt my head and furrow my brows .

“You had sexual thoughts about me before” I ask a little shocked.

“Oh trust me ma I’ve had many thoughts … and dreams about you” he answered honestly with a smirk causing me to tilt my head back and whimper. That was so hot to me for some reason .

“Let’s go to my room we’ll have more space on the bed for what in about to do to you” he says as he pulls me up by my thighs holding me as I wrap my legs around his waist .

He starts walking down the stairs as we reach his room he enters and kicks the door closed behind him and walks to the bed throwing me down onto it before tearing his shirt and pants off then coming back to me.

“Let’s get this sexy little outfit of of you .yeah?” He says as he pulls my top off and moves to my skirt and yanks it off after undoing the button.

“Fuck your so beautiful y/n” he whispers causing my face to get hot as a blush washes over my face.

“Thank you “ I say as he looks over me .

“Turn around on all fours now I wanna see that ass” he says and I do as I’m told .

He slaps my ass hard causing me to moan .

“Yeah you like that don’t you “ he says as I cry out as he slaps it again a little harder .

“Answer me “ he says and he slaps my ass even harder .

“YES Fuck Chris I love it . “ I say as more of a moan .

“I’ll go slow at first ma so you can adjust. I’m not huge but it will hurt” he says as I feel him rubbing his tip on my entrance.

“Okay” I say as I feel him starting to enter me and Jesus Christ he’s thick I can feel how much he’s stretching me out and it ducking hurts.

“Ow Fuck chris” I say reaching back to push him away but he just grabs my arm and holds it behind my back.

“I know ma shhh you’ll be okay I got you “ he says making me feel a little calmer and less tense.

“I’m gonna slide all the way in okay ma” he says as he caressed my back with his other hand .

“Mmhm “ was all I could get out .

He thrusted into me bottoming out causing me to let out a scream.

“FUCK CHRIS “ I screamed as I felt a burning sensation flow through my pussy from the stretch of him.

“I know ma I’m sorry but it would have hurt more if I did it slowly “ he says sympathetically knowing I was probably in pain.

“Just tell me when to move okay gorgeous “ he says I tried to calm my breathing as I adjusted to his size.

“Okay yo-you can move “ I say as the burning sensation started to die down.

He starts thrusting slowly but deeply causing my breathe to hitch from the pleaser of his deep thrusts.

“Faster Chris please “ I wined to him.

He starts thrusting faster hitting my gspot perfectly.

“Fuck ma your so tight” he groaned as he felt me clenching around him already getting close to another orgasm which shocking me because I’ve never been with a man who can make me orgasm at all let alone this fast.

“FUCK CHRIS OMG IM SO CLOSE” I screamed out feeling my orgasm approaching.

“Suck a good girl for me ma give it to me . Cum all over my dick” he says and his words send me over the edge causing me to be a shaking whimpering mess under him.

“Fuckkk that’s it ma such a good girl “

“Ughhh Fuck Chris “ I loaned out as my orgasm died down but my legs shaking was becoming so much that my legs started to give out from holding my weight up.

“C-Chris my legs I -c-can’t hold my self up for much l-longer” I try to get out as he’s still thrusting deeply into me.

“That’s okay ma get on your back for me” he says as he pulls out letting me readjust my position.

He hovers over me and moves my legs onto his shoulders and repositions his dick back at my entrance before slamming back into me . Him having my legs on his shoulders has him hitting new spots even deeper in me I feel like he’s in my stomach right now.

“FU-FUCK CHRIS YOUR SO BIG AND DEEP OMG” I scream moan as he keeps thrusting hard into me.

“Yeah ma you feel how deep I am in you” he says as he moves one hand to my neck chocking me and his other to my lower stomach feeling himself deep inside me . The pressure of his hand causing more pleasure to run through me .

“Fuckkk ma I can feel you squeezing me you gonna squirt all over my dick like a good girl” he says as his hand around my neck squeezes a little harder .

“Yes FUCK YES CHRIS “ I scream out as I get the familiar feeling that I’m about to squirt and my legs start shaking uncontrollably.

“Fuck .give it to me slut show me how much you love the way I fuck you” he says as he applies a little more pressure of my stomach causing me to squirt all over him and the sheets . It’s so much I feel it soaking the sheets under my ass and a little at my lower back.

“Holy fuck that’s so hot ma “ he moans out into my ear causing me to shudder under him as my legs are still shaking on his shoulders .

“F-Fuck Chris I can’t t-take anymore it-s to mu-much” I try and get out and it come out in just a pathetic tone that has Chris smirking as he stares into my eyes.

“Awww ma you can take it I know you can . Your gonna quirt for me one more time “ he says into my ear deeply causing me to moan .

I’m moaning and whimpering as my nails start dragging down his back so deep it causes him to thrust harder into me making me scream as I feel my third climax approaching.

“JESU CHRIST CHRIS IM GONNA SQUIRT AGAIN” I scream as my head flies back and my legs start shaking harder .

“Yeah give it to me slut your taking me so well” he says and I squirt so hard that my hips lift off the bed and he has to pull out from the force .

“Jesus ma that’s a lot “ he says as he watches me squirm under him.

“F-Fuck Chris I don’t know if I can take anymore” I whimper out feeling so overstimulated at this point .

“ I know you can ma I promise I’m close “ he says as he slides back into me causing me to shake and whimper .

He starts thrusting fast and hard into me causing my hands to fly back to his back scratching deeply again I know those scratches are gonna hurt tomorrow but he doesn’t seem to mind he actually seems to like it a lot judging by the way he groans and his thrust speed up.

“Fuck you gonna let me cum in you ma” he asks me as I feel him start to twitch in me and his thrust to start getting more sloppy.

“Yes Chris Fuck please fill me up “ I moan out as I feel my final orgasm approaching quickly .

“Fuck I know your close mama cum with me okay” he says as my nails continue to scratch up his back.

“YES FUCK CHRIS P-PLEASE” I scream out as he hits my gspot over and over I start to cum as I feel his cum filling me up.

“Fuckkk such a good girl ma letting me fill you up” he groans in my ear as I moan and shake under him. His thrusts slow and he slowly pulls out of me causing me to whimper.

My legs are shaking and I can feel our mixed juices leaking out of me .

“Fuck you look so hot with my cum dripping out of you” he says as he just watching it drip out .

“Take a picture it’ll last longer “ I say as I laugh a little bit.

“Can I “ he asks seriously and a little excitedly .

“Sure why not “ I say to tired to fight him on it.

He rushes to grab his phone and takes a picture and video saving them to his my eyes only .

“I just wanna remember the first time a girl let me cum In her “ he says with a cute smile making me laugh.

“Can I tell you something” I ask Chris.

“Ofc ma you can tell me anything” he says as he lays down next to me bringing me into a hug.

“Your the first guy who’s ever made me cum and the first guy I’ve ever leg cum in me” I say looking into his eyes smiling .

“Wow I feel very special right now” he says smiling at me.

“Yeah yeah whatever “ I say feeling a little shy now.

“ you wanna shower and stay the night” he asks me .

“Yeah ofc but your probably gonna have to help me walk to the bathroom my legs are like hello right now “ I say laughing a little.

“Alright ma come on” he says as he helps lift me up and carry me to the shower . He sets me down on the little seat in to shower and turns it on letting it get hot. He steps in and his dick is right in my face causing me to giggle a little as I grab it and give his head a little kiss.

“Fu-Fuck ma “ he says in shock of what I just did I just smiled up at him as I let go of his dick and he helped me get up so he can wash my body and then his as we both are clean he turns off the water helps me dry off and throw one of his sweatshirts on since it’s so damn cold in there house and then get into bed.

“Hey do you think I could take you out on a date sometime “ he asks as I cuddle into his chest.

“Ofc Chris I’d love that “ I say as I give his chest a little his.

“Yayy” he says all giddy making me smile .

“Hey can you turn over for a second “ I ask him . He looks at me confused .

“I wanna see the damage I did” I say sweetly .

“Okayyy” he says smiling as he flips over and I gasp . I knew I scratches a lot but fucking hell I feel kinda bad now.

“ god damn Chris I’m sorry I didn’t think I scratched that hard” I say as he flips over.

“ ma it’s okay I loved that shit” he says as he moved some of my hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead .

“I’m gonna turn on the fan and then we can go to sleep” he says as he gets up and runs the fan in and turns off the lamp on his bedside table pulling me into him so I’m the little spoon.

“Good night my beautiful girl “ he says softly I. My ear.

“Good night Chris “ I say rubbing soft circles in the back of his hand as we drift off to sleep.

THE END.

#Spotify #smut #chris sturniolo #fanfiction

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aneveningsword · 5 months

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𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒

pairing: Jordan Li x gn!reader (band au) warnings: not proofread words: 727 summary: a couple of rival guitarists that love hate each other? very cool

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☆ got this idea when writing my other headcannon! But imagine a rival guitarist reader from an up-and-coming band. Like you and is good but what makes them stand out is you on lead guitar.

☆ Your band enters a battle of the bands in your city and that's how you met Jordan. An uptight, 'im better than you', guitarist from a band that has been in a scene for a while. They are super popular, have a large following, and entered the competition for something to do.

☆ Ugh, they hear you playing and have the audacity to comment on your playing. Mentioning something about the riff you played or how you transition from bridge to chorus. They say it in such a condescending tone to just get a rise out of you. Smirking as you huff at them stating you don't need their input.

☆ "Your playing needs some work, your chords sounded out of tune." "Thanks, but I didn't ask." "I thought your guitar's cry for help was enough."

☆ They stand in the wings during your practices, watching you play, getting ready to pick apart your technique.

☆ Out of frustration you begin to do the same, watching them practice with a disinterested face. Commenting on how boring their playing was. Openly wondered if they were meant to play a key because it sounded so out of place.

☆ It turns into who is going to crack first, and who's going to crumble under the comments and pressure. You each watching each other just waiting for the pressure to be too much.

☆ You begin to see them outside of just practices and your performances. You've gone drinking with your band? Jordan's band happens to be there too getting drinks. You've gone to the coffee shop down the street? Jordan's already sitting there drinking an expresso

☆ It gets infuriating, your mind is just consumed with thoughts of Jordan. Not because you like them, no of course not. But because they are so infuriating with their stupid tips, their disinterest expressions, the stupid way they play the guitar and their stupid gorgeous face.

☆ What you don't know is Jordan's on the same boat. Every waking moment is thinking about you. How you play. Your music. Your body. But they do not like you! Don't get it twisted.

☆ It gets to the point your bandmates beg you to just fuck them to get this over with. They are getting sick of seeing Jordan show up to practices, stare at you the whole time and then for you two to go back and forth for 10 minutes.

☆ You are adamant that you don't like them in the slightest, that you would never ever fuck them. But your words only received a shared look from your bandmates before they just hummed.

☆ The weeks of tension explode before the night of the competition. Most bands head to a club to rid themselves of their anxieties about their performance the next day. Of course, you go to drink the night and your feelings away with your friends.

☆ It should've been obvious that Jordan would be there, dressed in an outfit that you just want to rip off. A mixture of booze and frustration has you approaching them, stalking over to them with a mission.

☆ What starts off as an argument is quick to turn into a steamy make-out session. You can't remember what the tipping point was, but you do remember simply grabbing their shirt and pulling them into a kiss to get them to shut up.

☆ In between kisses you express how much you hate them, how they have been on your mind nonstop for weeks. Your words only pull a laugh from Jordan as they squeeze your ass and bring you into another kiss.

☆ At some point you end up in their hotel room, angrily fucking on any surface until you are both too tired to continue. Lying in bed panting slightly, you tell them this means nothing. But you both know it is a lie, that a single night isn't going to stop the pure want you have for each other

☆ But for the night you pretend this is a one-off thing and in the morning you are going to kick their ass in the competition.

#jordan li x reader #jordan li #gen v #gen v jordan li #gen v imagines #gen v x reader #jordan li headcanons #jordan li imagines

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bwabys-scenarios · 8 months

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Fixer Upper

Part 15

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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They rode by airship for a day, before switching to riding by train.

(Name) stretched as they excited the airship, now wearing a soft blue sweater with a drop shoulder and bishop sleeves, along with a white, pleated skirt. One of her legs had a knitted white and blue thigh high, the other covered in her white cast.

“That flight was so relaxing!” Leorio said, pulling (Name)’s suitcase behind him.

“Well this time we were in first class, not like when we flew during the exam.” Kurapika said, watching (Name) and Gon with a small smile.

“What are we going to do now?” Gon asked as he trailed behind (Name), holding onto her sweater so he wouldn’t get lost on the crowd.

“Now, we need to find a train.” (Name) said, giggling when Gon jumped in excitement.

(Name) followed behind the two, occasionally being helped up steps by Kurapika or Leorio.

Gon opened the door to their first class room, the group gasping.

“So this what a first class cabin looks like!”

Gon jumped onto the red couch. “Oh this is great, it’s so soft!”

He began sinking, Kurapika walking over. “What’s the matter, Gon?”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get out of this thing.”

“You’re injured, so you should be taking it easy.” He turned to look at (Name). “You too, sunshine. Go ahead and rest.”

She sighed, plopping down on the couch next to Kurapika.

“I was hoping we could go and explore the train together!”

(Name) blinked as she began sinking into the plush couch, hearing Kurapika gasp beside her.

“Are you kidding? What makes you think I wanna do that? You always try to poke your nose where it doesn’t belong, no thanks.”

“So what am I supposed to do then?”

“Why don’t you ask Kurapika or (Name)? Maybe they’ll go with you.”

“Hmm… well Kurapika, (Name), what the-“

(Name) had fallen sideways, pretty much all up in Kurapika’s lap. Her upper half rested between his legs, and when he pulled them up to try and hide himself he kneed her in the face.

“Ouch!”

“Ahh, (Name), I’m so sorry!”

Gon sighed. “Yeah, never mind.”

Kurapika hovered around (Name) as Leorio held her face. “You’re fine, there won’t even be a bruise.”

The blonde sighed in relief, sitting next to her again. “I’m so sorry, (Name). I didn’t mean to, I-“

She shushed him with a finger to his lips. “I already told you, it’s okay. It was accident, you didn’t mean to.”

He pursed his lips, before realizing it looked like he was kissing her finger. She giggled, pulling away.

“… it still hurt you though, and I’m sorry for that.”

He leaned down and pulled her into a hug. “I want to protect you, always be there for you.”

She patted his back. “Thank you, Pika. I know you would never hurt me on purpose.”

The blonde sighed against her shoulder. “You’re too kind, (Name). Thank you for putting your trust in me, you won’t regret it.”

They pulled away from each other, Leorio stepping between them. “Okay, (Name), it’s time for your medicine. You can get all lovey dovey with each other after.”

“Lovey dovey!?” Kurapika exclaimed, face going red. (Name) glanced at the blonde before her face also heated up.

She took her medicine before sitting back down. “Oh, it’s a pretty high dose… meh, you should be okay. You’ll just be a little…”

“High?”

“Yeah.”

It took only 10 minutes for the medicine to take effect. “Leorio… my head feels funny…”

She started to sway, before Kurapika laid her down. “Hey, you should lie down before you hit your head.”

The girl whined, grabbing his tabard and pulling him into his arms. “Pikaaa! Don’t wanna!”

He attempted to break free of her grasp, but couldn’t without hurting her. ‘Looks like I’m stuck here.’

But really, lying next to her as she cuddled into him, occasionally feeling her lips brush against his cheek wasn’t… awful.

In fact Kurapika was enjoying himself quite a bit. She was in his arms, gently holding onto him like he was something precious to her. He found himself returning her cuddles, nuzzling into her shoulder.

The girl eventually fell asleep, keeping a tight hold on him even as she slept. “Wow, look at you Kurapika. Got yourself a girlfriend.”

The blonde flipped Leorio off. “Shut up, she’s asleep.”

“What does that mean?” Gon asked, holding up his middle finger.

Kurapika blinked before hiding his face in (Name)’s shoulder to avoid accountability. Leorio sighed. “Gon, don’t do that. It’s an offensive gesture.”

The boy quickly hid his finger. “Oh, I’m sorry!”

When (Name) woke up, she released Kurapika, but still kept her head on his shoulder. That was, until she needed to use the bathroom.

The other two were getting dressed for the day and brushing their teeth, but Kurapika was helping her stand up. “Do you want me to come with you?”

The still loopy (Name) giggled. “Pikaa, why would you come with me? We can’t pee together, it’s the women’s restroom!”

He blushed, but she wasn’t done. “Well… you do kinda look like a girl…”

Leorio interrupted to save his blonde friend the embarrassment. “Go on, (Name). If you’re not back in 10 minutes we’ll come looking for you.”

She whined. “But I’ll miss my Pika!”

Kurapika patted her shoulder. “I’ll be right here. Just go ahead, the sooner you get it over with the sooner you can lie back down.”

She sighed, walking away slowly on her crutches.

“Will she be alright? It’s hard enough walking while… loopy, but with crutches-“

Leorio snickered. “Why don’t you go hold her hand while she pees if you’re so worried?”

Kurapika huffed, plopping back down on the couch. “You’re so crude. Is it so wrong to worry about a friend?”

Gon smiled. “No, I think it’s nice. You gotta protect her after all, right?”

The blonde nodded, a smile returning to his face. “Yeah, I do.”

———————

Gon held up a roll of tape, already wearing several bits of tape on his face like a beard.

“Gon, that’s going to hurt when you pull it off.” Kurapika said, glancing up from his book. The boy tilted his head, looking him dead in the eye as he sticks another piece of tape to his cheek.

“Don’t come crying to me when your face is red and swollen.” Leorio chimed in.

“Be nice to my baby!”

They looked to to see (Name) poking her head in through the door, pouting.

“We weren’t being mean we-“

(Name) huffed, walking in and plopping down next to Gon. “Excuses. Gon, I think your… beard looks great!”

He beamed, before looking down to her cast. “It sucks that you can’t wear your socks on your other leg, now you aren’t matching.”

She sighed, a pout on her lips as she stared down at her white cast. “Yeah, it sucks but what can you do.”

Kurapika patted her hand before standing up to leave. “I’ll go grab us some drinks. I’ll be right back, (Name).”

(Name) watched him leave, sighing. “(Name), no pouting. He’s not gonna be gone for long.”

“But…”

She crossed her arms, Gon frowning. ‘What can I do to cheer her up..?’

Gon glanced down at the tape, an idea coming to mind.

He held the roll of tape up to her thigh high, seeing the color nearly perfectly matched the color.

“(Name), can I see you cast?”

Kurapika walked down the hallway, holding a few cans of juice in his arms. He smiled to himself thinking of (Name)’s reaction when she saw he’d gotten her strawberry juice.

“(Name), I’m b-“

He felt his cheeks turn a light pink at the scene in front of him. Gon was putting the final touches on his idea, the girl beaming at Kurapika.

“Pika, Pika look! Gon made them match!”

He looked at her cast, seeing Gon lean back after putting on the last piece of tape. He’d made little stripes along the cast, attempting to match her thigh high. It wasn’t perfect, but (Name)’s excited face made Kurapika’s heart melt.

‘This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.’

He walked over, quietly squishing her cheeks. “It’s… it’s cute. Your cast, I mean.”

She giggled, Leorio smacking Kurapika’s arm. “Hey, what are you doing?”

Kurapika blinked, realizing what he did. “Oh-“

He pulled his hands away from her cheeks, the girl immediately reaching out to pull his hands back. “Noo, don’t stop!”

Kurapika’s eyes softened when he saw her lip quiver lightly. “Alright, I won’t.”

He cupped her cheeks again, squeezing gently this time. ‘Soft…’

Leorio groaned. “You two make me SICK! Gon, let’s get out of here.”

The boy giggled, waving to the two before following Leorio out the door.

(Name) seemed perfectly content in that moment, nuzzling against his palm.

And he didn’t mind, not one bit.

———————

They arrived at the town where they would find Kukuroo Mountain. As they excited the train, Kurapika was beginning to realize how much walking they’d be doing.

“(Name), do you want me to-“

She was already being hoisted up into Leorio’s arms. “Come on, princess. You shouldn’t be walking on that leg.”

The blondes eyebrow twitched, and he was a little happy when (Name) began to struggle in Leorio’s arms. “Noooo, I want Pika!”

Kurapika marched over, pulling her into his arms and sticking his tongue out at the taller man. “I’ve got you, (Name). I’m right here.”

Gon tilted his head. “Wouldn’t it be better if Leorio held her, since he’s a doctor in training?”

(Name) teared up, shaking her head. “No! Only Pika!”

“Well, can’t argue with that.”

Gon patted her back. “It’s okay, Kurapika will carry you. He’s gonna keep you safe.”

Kurapika felt his chest swell with pride, his tummy full of butterflies as she chose him. She wanted him, and only him.

He couldn’t deny that it felt good to be the one she sought after when she was in need.

“A tour bus?”

“They really have that?”

(Name) grumbled when she heard them talking, burying her face in Kurapika’s shoulder. The woman they’d asked directions from smiled softly at the sight, lowering her voice as to not wake the sleeping girl.

She woke up when she was jostled by the bumpy bus ride. “Ugh…”

She held her head, looking up at the ceiling of some vehicle, feeling herself jump a little.

“Oh, (Name), you’re awake. Did you sleep well?”

She blinked, not answering his question. “Where am I… how am I…”

She looking down, to see her lower half sitting in Leorio’s lap. “Oh, we’re on a bus. We figured lying across us would be the most c-“

(Name) immediately tried to roll off of them, Leorio pulling her back up by the hips until she was sitting upright in his lap.

“Hey, stay still! You’re gonna hurt y-“

He hissed when she began wiggling around, squeezing the fat of her hips until she stopped.

“Owie!”

He let go, instead wrapping his arms around her waist. “You can’t be trusted to not fall and hurt yourself, so I’m going to keep a hold on your until we come to a stop.”

Kurapika smacked Leorio’s arm. “Hey, why is she saying ow? Did you hurt her?”

His eyes flashed red, the girl whining and reaching out for Kurapika.

“Want my Pika…”

Leorio groaned. “Kurapika, trust me, you can’t handle all this.”

He gestured to the girls wide hips, that rested right on top of his crotch. Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “And you can?”

Leorio scowled. “Better than you could.”

(Name) eventually fell back asleep, this time looking miserable. “Ya know, she could at least be a little grateful I’m holding onto her.”

“Well she didn’t want you, she wanted me.”

Leorio didn’t quite like the way Kurapika said it with that smug smile on his face. “Uh huh.”

(Name) whimpered in her sleep, hiding her face in Leorio’s neck. He groaned when he felt her lips brush against his sensitive skin.

“What was that?”

Kurapika gave the blushing man a suspicious look. “N-nothing! Just… ready to get to our destination.”

(Name) mumbled something against his skin, Leorio shivering. “(N-Name)? Did you say something?”

She was quiet, and he could feel that her breathing was steady. “Pika…”

He sighed, glancing at the blonde, he was holding onto (Name)’s hand, thumb grazing her knuckles.

‘Can she feel him comforting her, even in her sleep?’

(Name) woke up again when she heard people screaming. She groaned, eyes fluttering open to see she was outside now.

She was being shielded from something, Kurapika crouched over her as something exploded in the distance.

“There’s not a scratch on it!” Gon said.

(Name) rubbed her eyes, slowly trying to stand before Kurapika offered his help. “(Name)!”

He seemed happy to see her awake, offering her crutches. “There you are, (Name). Can you walk?”

She nodded slowly, standing next to them as two people shook down an old man and took his keys. They entered the small doors, the guard sighing to himself.

“Ahh, now they’re going spike Mikes appetite.”

“Mike?”

“Doesn’t that sound like the name of a cat?”

(Name) yawned as people screamed from behind the gate, and only blinked sleepily when a claw dropped off two skeletons through the door.

“Alright everybody, time to get back on the bus!” Coco, the tour guide called. Gon only shook his head.

“It’s okay, you go ahead. We’re going to stay here, thanks!”

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(Name) sat in Leorio’s lap again as Zebro spoke to the group. She was trying her best to listen, but her head still felt fuzzy. She was able to stay awake long enough for Zebro to finish his explanation.

The keys were a distraction, the only true way to get into the estate was through the heavy main doors.

Leorio handed (Name) off to Kurapika as they walked outside so he could try pushing the gate open.

When he couldn’t, the old man nodded. “This gate is also known as the testing gate. If you can’t open it, then you have no business entering the Zoldyck property. Now if you’ll please stand aside.”

Zebro took off his jacket and tie before pushing open the gate. (Name) gasped. “Wow, you’re jacked!”

Leorio pouted next to her, before attempting to push the gate again.

“You’re a very clever young man, you know that? Never attack anyone that comes through the testing gate. That’s the other order Mikes been giving.”

He smiled at the girl in Kurapika’s arms, who looked perfectly content. She’d fallen asleep again.

“(NAME)!”

(Name) whined a little when she felt something nuzzle into her side. She heard Gon laugh nearby, slowly opening her eyes to see it was now dark, and some wolf like animal was curling up next to her.

The two older boys had their weapons out, assumably ready to defend Gon and (Name) if needed, but the animals seemed to become tame in their arms, a few even surrounding the girl as she drifted back off to sleep.

“Do you think it’s okay to leave her out here?”

“She should be okay, I can sense that none of these animals wanna h-“

“I’m not leaving her out here alone. Not when it’s dark and she’s surrounded by those beasts. One of them chomped on Gon’s head earlier!”

“Aww, but he was just being-“

He was silenced when they watched the wolf do the same to (Name), Kurapika having to be held back to not kill the animal.

(Name) yelped when she was snatched up, the wolves that had surrounded her growling at the blonde.

——————

“Hey Gon, would you like to go in and meet Mike now?”

“Sure!”

“Then I’ll open the testing gate so you can see him face to face this time.”

“I’d like that!”

(Name) felt Kurapika hold onto her tighter as they walked the testing gate. When she opened her eyes, there was a beast of a dog staring at them. “Puppy?”

When it made eye contact with (Name), it faltered for just a second, then tilted its head. Zebro seemed surprised, but didn’t say anything. ‘In all my years, I’ve never seen Mike act that way when taking in the scent of someone new…’

“No, (Name), that is NOT a puppy.” Kurapika said, patting her back. “Go back to sleep.”

“Well, we should probably get moving. The servant quarters aren’t too far from here. We’ll put you up for the night, come, follow me.”

(Name) hummed, spotting Gon next to her. “Gon, sweetheart, you getting sleepy?”

She played with his hair, before squeezing his cheek. Gon laughed, leaning into her touch. “Haha, not as sleepy as you I bet!”

She laughed, before Kurapika readjusted her in his arms for the walk to the servants quarters.

(Name) was sat down once they reached the servants quarters, yawning as Kurapika helped her good foot into a slipper. Zebro moved just in time to catch her when all of the others fell.

“What’s with the slippers??” Kurapika asked.

“Oh right, I forgot, they each weigh 20 kilograms.”

Zebro set her down at the table, fixing the group cups of tea.

Leorio gasped when he took the cup.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you?”

“You’ll know soon… enough! Just try to take a sip of your tea.”

(Name) watched as the two struggled to lift their cups before leaning down to lap at it like a cat.

Kurapika pushed her back a little. “(Name), don’t do that. It’s bad manners.”

He instead lifted her cup to her lips, allowing her to sip. She drank, then smiled up at him. “I love you Pika…”

He blushed, dropping the cup. “Love? I…”

She yawned, leaning her head on the table again. He wasn’t sure what to do, watching the girl sleep with his face as red as his new tabard.

“Wow, was the tea that good?” Leorio joked, elbowing his blonde friend. Kurapika didn’t answer, only leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

Gon and Leorio glanced at each other, the boy smiling wide.

——————

When she awoke again, she was sleeping resting in a bed, the sky dark. She sat up slowly, holding her head.

She looked around, wondering if her friends were nearby, only to be greeted by an empty room.

“Gon? Leorio?”

Her voice became more frantic by the second. “P-Pika?”

She stumbled out of bed, yelping when she fell to the floor. (Name) groaned, reaching for her crutches when she heard the door open.

“(Name)- oh no, are you hurt?”

It was Kurapika. He wasn’t wearing his tabard, just his tanktop and pants. Kurapika rushed over and helped her up, sitting her back in her bed.

“I’m okay… but…”

She began tearing up, pawing at his shirt. “You left me all alone… where did you go?”

He sighed, sitting on the bed next to her. “Zebro thought it was best if you slept in this bedroom. It’s the only room in the house with normal appliances, so you can open the door to use the bathroom easily. Considering you need to use crutches and are still taking your pain medication, it’s only fair.”

She whimpered, holding onto his hand. “But why did you leave me?”

He blinked, seeing that her eyes were still half lidded, meaning she was still not fully there. “(Name), I’m… I’m a man, I was sleeping in the same room as Gon and Leorio.”

“B-but…”

Tears fell from her eyes as she tugged on his shirt. “But we’ve been sleeping together most of the exam…”

He attempted to reason with her, holding onto her hand. “But (Name), the exam is over. We don’t need t-“

She began fully crying then, pulling away to rub at her eyes. “Th-then you only wanted to sleep with me b-because you had to?”

His blood ran cold at her tears, the blondes hands hovering around her as he frantically tried to think of what to do.

“N-no! I…”

He pulled her into his chest, holding onto her like she was something precious to him, something he couldn’t bare to lose.

“Being… being next to you is all I could ever want. I…”

He went quiet, simply tucking her into bed before climbing in next to her. She sniffles, snuggling up to him as he soothed her, planting sweet kisses on the top of her head.

“Doesn’t feel right without my Pika…” she said softly as she drifted off to sleep. The blonde felt his heart thump against his ribs painfully, resting his chin on the top of her head.

“Your Pika is right here. So no more tears, okay?”

She nodded before leaning up to give him a kiss on his cheek, barely missing his lips. “Mhm… love you, Pika…”

The blonde could barely contain his excitement, wanting to squeeze her tightly and kiss her all over, but she was asleep again. Instead, he wiped away her tears and tried to sleep too.

But it was hard when his heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest.

————————

“Oh wow, and he calls ME a pervert. I don’t sneak into girls rooms in the middle of the night, but he gets to!”

Kurapika and (Name) groaned at the loud voice of Leorio, the former throwing a pillow at him.

“Hey! Just because you’re tired from your fun night with (Name) doesn’t mean you get to sleep in!”

The blonde sat up, rubbing his eyes as the girl next to him whined, scooting towards him to cuddle into his tummy. This surprised him, causing him to giggle. “Hey, (Name)! That tickles!”

She giggled as well, sticking her tongue out at him. “Now you know how I felt!”

Leorio groaned. “Come on, it’s time for breakfast. Kurapika, let’s leave so she can get dressed.”

(Name) was suddenly wide awake at that. “Wait, no! Don’t leave!”

She wrapped her arms around Kurapika’s waist, staring up at him. He tilted his head, cheeks beginning to turn pink again. “(Name) I have to leave while you change.”

She frowned, but sighed. “Well… can you wait outside the door for me? Please?”

He couldn’t say no to that cute face. “Alright, but hurry up.”

(Name) nodded, moving to throw her shirt off before the door was even all the way closed. The blonde decided to ignore the fact he’d nearly seen her shirtless, sighing to himself. ‘That girl…’

She pushed the door open, Kurapika pushing off of the wall he was leaning against to greet her. Today, she wore another sweater, this one a lilac color. She wore shorts toady, another pair of knitted striped thigh highs.

Or well, one thigh high, since she couldn’t wear one of her broken leg. She looked cute, but he was frustrated for her. It was winter, and she couldn’t even wear pants to keep herself warm. Thankfully, the knitted thigh high seemed to help a bit.

He helped her walk down the stairs, spinning her around a little when he helped her down the final stair.

“Hehe, Pikaa!”

She giggled as he spun her, the blonde soon joining in on her laughter. “Sorry, I couldn’t help it.”

He pulled out her chair for her when she sat down at the table, almost about to feed her, but she shook her head. “Thanks Pika, but I’ve gotta train too!”

“She’s right. We’ll need everyone’s help if we’re going to see Killua before we have to leave!” Gon said, taking a bite of his breakfast.

For a bit, she struggled to lift up her fork, eventually able to lift a bite of eggs to her mouth. Once she was able to do that, Kurapika sighed and began to eat his own food.

——————

(Name) fell over when they put the weighted vest on her. “(Name)!”

She sat up with a great effort, being pulled to her feet by the blonde. “Maybe it’s best if she doesn’t wear-“

“No, I can wear it! It’s…”

She grunted, holding onto her crutches. “It’s just going to take some getting used to.”

Zebro watched the two with great interest. ‘That girl, they worry a great deal about her, but she seems capable to me…’

He didn’t miss the way Leorio hovered around her, the tall man’s eyebrows furrowed. ‘Something else must be causing his anxieties.’

(Name) began training with the group, but because of her injury, she was stuck doing things that allowed her to sit down.

The girl grumbled as she washed dishes, struggling to lift the heavy glass plates.

“You’re doing a great job, (Name).”

The girl glanced up from her work to see Zebro pulling on his jacket. “With your injury, I’m surprised you’re able to do even this.”

She sighed, placing her rag in the water. “Thanks, Mr. Zebro. I’ll continue to try my best.”

He gave her a friendly pat on the back before he left.

(Name) was tasked with cooking dinner, keeping the downstairs clean, and helping Kurapika with any tasks that he had to do sitting down.

Currently, she was making sandwiches. The girl peeked out the window where the boys were training. “Hey, guys, how do you like your sandwiches?”

“I like ham and cheese!” Gon said, smiling. Leorio agreed with him.

“Yeah, me too but add some lettuce on mine!”

She glanced at Kurapika, who let out a tired sigh before smiling. “I’m not picky, but…”

He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. “Could you cut off the crust?”

“Yeah, sure! Gon likes the crust cut off too, Killua as w-“

(Name) went quiet, her face falling. The three exchanged a look before Gon walked forward. “Hey, don’t be sad, (Name). We’re gonna get him back. No matter what!”

She sighed before giving him a smile. “Yeah, no matter what!”

The three continued their work, coming inside to eat lunch.

———————

When it was time for bed, both Gon and Leorio snuck glances at the blonde as he pulled off his tabard.

“Are you you going to sleep with (Name) tonight?” Gon asked after brushing his teeth.

The blonde shook his head. “No, she’s sleeping by herself tonight. To heal properly, she needs plenty of rest and room to move around. I told her as much.”

Leorio snickered. “What did you do to get her to agree to that?”

“…”

Kurapika narrowed his eyes, before sighing. “I promised I would… I would cuddle with her before bed.”

His cheeks began to turn pink, Gon laughing. “Aww, you’re so nice, Kurapika. I’m sure she feels nice and safe now!”

Kurapika nodded slowly, climbing into bed. “Yes, I hope she does.”

Leorio pulled off his shirt before turning off the light. “Aight, lights out. Goodnight, guys.”

“Goodnight Leorio!”

“Goodnight.”

They all drifted off to sleep as the moon watched over them.

——————

Kurapika sat in the Kurta Clan Elders room, kneeling on the floor.

‘I’m… here? Why…’

“So, I heard from Pairo that you lied about the outside seeing your scarlet eyes.”

He felt his blood run cold, pale hands clutching at his tabard. “Elder, I… I just wanted to see the outside world, I’d didn’t mean to trick you.”

“You didn’t just trick us, Kurapika. You killed us.”

The man turned around, the blondes eyes going wide with shock and fear. His elder’s eyes were gone, the empty eye sockets crying tears of blood.

“Was it worth it, Kurapika? Was the outside worth getting all of us killed?”

The elder stepped forward, grabbing Kurapika’s shoulder and shaking him. “They desecrated our corpses, took our eyes, killed our children, and you weren’t there. You should have died with us!”

Kurapika shot up, clutching his chest as his heart hammered against his ribs. Tears streamed down his face, the blonde gasping for air as he frantically felt around the bed.

‘Need her… where is she?’

He looked down to the empty spot next to him, remembering he hadn’t slept next to (Name) tonight. Before he could even think, he was walking out of the bedroom door and down the hall.

Kurapika stumbled into (Name)’s bedroom, consequentially waking up the sleeping girl. “Pika? Pika are you alright?”

He didn’t answer, and it was almost like he was on autopilot. Kurapika didn’t fully register climbing into her bed and burying his head into her chest, only able to feel the warmth of her embrace around his body as he sobbed.

(Name) wasn’t sure what was going on, but she knew he was distressed. He choked out a few words, mostly apologies and promises to make things right. She had the feeling he wasn’t saying this to her.

“Shh, shh, just breathe, okay? Deep breaths, Pika.”

He struggled, his breath coming out shaky as he attempted to listen to her instruction. She felt her shirt become wet with snot and tears, but that was the furthest from her mind.

“Breathe with me, okay?”

She cupped his cheeks, wiping his tears as she breathed. It took a few attempts, but he started to follow her lead, taking in a shaky breathe with her and letting it out.

Kurapika calmed down gradually, his racing heart slowing enough for him to breathe normally. After a few minutes, he sighed, leaning into her touch as she wiped away his tears. “There, that’s better.”

Kurapika opened his eyes, seeing her looking at him with those pretty (e/c) eyes. He didn’t realize just how much her presence alone could comfort him, the blonde leaning forward to press his forward against hers.

“You okay, Pika? You don’t have to tell me what happened, but if you want to talk it out I’m here for you.”

He took a moment to respond, his eyelids fluttering shut. “It… it was a nightmare.”

She waited for him to continue, rubbing soothing circles into his back.

“My… as you know, my clan was…”

He began to choke up again, quickly raising a hand to covers his watery eyes.

“You don’t have to tell me, I-“

He shook his head, lowering his hand to give her a soft smile. “No, no I would feel a lot better if I… talked it out with you.”

(Name) allowed Kurapika to take the lead, the blonde gesturing for her to sit up. She did, holding herself back from giggling when he wiggled around to lay his head in her lap.

He stared up at her, those pretty brown eyes seemingly waiting for her to do something.

She giggled slightly before placing her hand in his hair. “This what you wanted, sweetheart?”

He melted under her touch, nodding slightly. In this moment, Kurapika didn’t have the capacity to be embarrassed. All he could feel was the overwhelming need to be comforted.

And she was the only one that could fulfill that need.

“Whenever… whenever my clan was massacred, I was away trying to find a doctor for my friend.”

She frowned, the blonde sighing softly as her fingers combed through his hair.

“Before I was able to leave, I had to go to the outside world and return without my eyes turning red.”

(Name) tilted her head. “Why’s that?”

Kurapika cuddled into her stomach, smilingly lightly when she giggled. “Well, most people fear or covet our eyes, so them being seen by outsiders is considered dangerous.”

She’d forgotten about that. “Oh, yeah…”

Kurapika resisted the urge to plant kisses along her soft skin, instead nuzzling his cheek against her tummy. “Whenever we left, the elder gave us special eye drops so if they turned scarlet they would stay that way until we came home.”

(Name) nodded, brushing the hair out of his face so it wouldn’t get in his eyes.

“My friend switched out the eye drops for water, and when I failed the challenge, my eyes were able to fade back to brown before we got home.”

Kurapika let out a shaky breath, burying his face again. She felt his grip on her tighten, continuing to play with his hair.

This seemed to help a little, and after a few more tears, he was able to speak again. “… in my dream, my friend told the elder about my lie. I… I fear that my lie may have been the cause of their death. The elder… he was angry. He told me it was my fault…”

(Name) pushed him a little so she could look him in the eye. “Pika… let’s talk this out, okay?”

He nodded slowly, giving her his trust.

“Would your friend have done all that he did just to tell the elder you lied about your eyes?”

He was quiet for a moment before shaking his head. “No, that wouldn’t make sense.”

“And would your elder really blame a child for a simple mistake?”

Kurapika shook his head again, his eyes clearing up a bit. “He wouldn’t. The elder was a bit strict, but he was kind. He would never…”

Kurapika sighed in relief, like a burden had been lifted off his shoulders. “(Name), I can’t thank you enough. My mind is much clearer now.”

She smiled, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “No need to thank me. I’ll always be here for you, Kurapika.”

The blonde felt his entire body relax, his eyes softening as he looked up at her. Again, when he was looking up at her all he could think of was how angelic she looked.

“May I…”

He sat up, and fidgeted with her comforter. “May I sleep here tonight? If I get another nightmare, I d-“

She pulled him down again, this time cuddling into his chest. “Let’s get to sleep, or Leorio will scold us tomorrow.”

He wrapped his arms around her, sighing into her hair. “Thank you, (Name). You’re wonderful.”

She laughed, Kurapika unable to keep himself from smiling at the pretty sound. “You are too, Pika.”

As they embraced, Kurapika couldn’t help but sigh. ‘I’m sorry for being selfish, (Name). I woke you up, and now I’m taking up space in your bed again.’

He didn’t say this, though, instead drifting off to sleep as the girl in his arms hummed softly.

——————

8 days passed by, the two now sleeping together every night. It made sense to, since Kurapika had frequent nightmares that could only be helped by (Name), and (Name) didn’t like sleeping alone.

Kurapika was teased a few times by Leorio, but for the most part no one turned blinked an eye at the pair heading to bed together.

They grew closer by the day, now comfortable enough to change with the other in the room. Of course, being the gentleman he was Kurapika always turned away while she changed, but couldn’t bare to leave her alone for too long. He told himself it was for her sake, but even he knew it was a lie. Kurapika wanted to be near her just as much as she wanted to be near him.

(Name) yawned, Kurapika helping her put her vest on after she changed. “I’m getting used to it, but it’s still a hassle.”

He nodded, pulling his own vest over his head. “You’re doing so well, though. The first day, you were barely able to pick up the glass plates, now you lift them with ease.”

(Name)’s face heated up at this comment, her hands playing with the fabric of her knee length skirt.

“I hadn’t even noticed, I guess the change was so gradual that I didn’t register it.”

He patted her head before pulling her to her feet. “It’s hard to notice change in yourself, but others can see it more easily.”

(Name) nodded, grabbing her crutches and standing in front of him. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I can see you changing too, Pika!”

“How so?” he asked, ever curious.

“Well for one, you’re becoming a lot cuddlier.” she teased, pointing to his hand absentmindedly holding hers. Kurapika dropped her hand, cheeks turning red.

‘Wait, when did I grab her hand?’

Holding her, touching her had become second nature. He hadn’t even realized he’d been holding her hand until she pointed it out.

(Name) giggled at his reaction. “It’s alright, I don’t mind!”

She took his hand again, squeezing lightly. “If it’s you, I’ll never mind.”

That fuzzy feeling returned, Kurapika’s eyes softening as she led him out of their shared room. ‘I don’t mind, either, (Name).’

————————

(Name) cheered as Kurapika opened up the testing gate. “You did it Pika!!”

She cheered, the blonde laughing when she jumped into his arms. “Couldn’t have done it without you cheering for me, (Name).”

They hugged, Kurapika taking in her warmth before letting go. “Alright Gon, your turn.”

Gon opened up the gate last, the other three congratulating him.

They said their goodbyes, (Name) following behind the others as they walked towards the Zoldyck manor.

(Name) winced as she struggled down the rocky path. Kurapika was quick to catch this. “(Name), are you…”

He looked down at the path, sighing. “I should have thought about this. Come here, (Name).”

She did as she was told, yelping when he picked her up, holding her bridal style. “I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

She stuttered out a response as he began walking. “B-but I’m way too…”

He tapped her thigh lightly. “Shh, I’ve got you. I’m not going to drop you.”

Now she was blushing, staring at his hand on her thigh. “Ok…”

Leorio rolled his eyes before picking up her crutches. “Stupid blonde and his stupid natural charisma…”

“What was that Leorio?” Kurapika asked, raising an eyebrow at the man.

“Nothing…”

(Name) poked her lip out in a pout, the blonde laughing. “Oh, don’t pout, (Name). You need your rest.”

But that wasn’t the only reason he was holding her now, only an excuse for his true intentions. He wanted to hold her.

Kurapika knew that their time together would be coming to an end soon, and when it did, he was afraid he wouldn’t seen her again.

(Name) held onto his red tabard, snuggling into the soft fabric. “Alright, but I get to hold you later.”

“H-hold me?”

His grip loosened, the girl squeaking as she began to slip from his grasp. Kurapika quickly repositioned her, giving an apologetic look.

“Sorry, you… surprised me.”

‘What does she mean by getting to hold me?’

(Name) continued pouting as they continued down the path, Gon occasionally trying to cheer her up.

“Look (Name), a ladybug!”

Although she did smile for a moment each time he showed her a new thing, she always went back to pouting.

Leorio saw a girl up ahead, glancing to (Name) and Kurapika.

“Hey, let’s leave (Name) at a safe location. In case…”

He glanced at the girl waiting for them, then back to (Name). “… that sounds like a good idea. I’ll be right back.”

(Name) blinked. “Wait, why can’t I come with you?”

Kurapika placed her down near a stream, smoothing out his tabard. “It won’t be long, once we find out if the girl is a threat or not, we’ll come back for you.”

(Name) tugged on his sleeve, her lip quivering. “But…”

Kurapika patted her head until she let go. “I’ll be back soon, (Name). Stay here, okay?”

She said watched him go before turning to watch the stream.

———————

The three returned around 15 minutes later, Leorio and Gon being injured.

(Name) was quick to help them. “What happened?”

They explained that the girl they had seen was guarding the gate, and every time they stepped over a line drawn in the dirt, she removed them by force.

“That complicates things. Did you tell her we’re Killua’s friends?”

Gon nodded, staying quiet. He was frustrated, she could tell. She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, the boy relaxing slightly. “Gon, if anyone can get through to her, it’s you. We haven’t known each other long, but you’re one of- no, THE most stubborn boy I know. If it weren’t endearing it would be annoying.”

Gon cracked a smile at this, glancing at her. “Thank you, (Name). I’ll keep trying.”

“That’s my boy!”

He giggled when she pulled him into her arms, ruffling his hair. Kurapika watched the scene with soft eyes, holding onto his tabard.

Leorio glanced at his blonde friend, face softening when he say Kurapika staring at (Name) with those lovesick eyes.

(Name) spent the next few hours making flowers crowns to cull her boredom. Every once and a while, she could hear the sound of something making impact with something else.

And in her heart, she could feel Gon’s resolve. He was the one being hit, she knew it.

(Name) jolted when she felt eyes on her. “Hello? Is anyone there?”

She grabbed her crutches, ready to use them as a weapon when she spotted them.

There was a child standing on the other side of the stream, staring at her with inquisitive pink eyes.

“… hello.”

(Name) glanced towards the path, estimating how much time it would take her to reach the others if the person decided to attack.

“Hello.”

The two stared at each other, the child unmoving. “You are (Name), correct?”

The girl frowned, her grip on her crutches tightening. “Yes, why do you ask?”

The child didn’t respond, continuing to stare at her before turning and leaving. (Name) decided not to question the strange incident. She just kept a good grip on her crutches, hoping her friends would be back soon.

When the sun began to set, Kurapika returned. He gave her a small smile before picking her up again.

“We’re headed to the butlers quarters now. Supposedly we’ll be able to make a direct call to the house.”

(Name) nodded, brushing some dirt off of his cheek. “You alright, Pika?”

He laughed. “Yes, if there’s anyone you need to worry about, it’s Gon. You were right, he is incredibly stubborn.”

This caused the girl to fidget with his tabard uneasily. Kurapika noticed this, sighing. “He’s also alright, just a little bruised and swollen.”

She bit her lip. “Really?”

“Yes, now let’s get going.”

The two met up with Leorio, Gon, and Canary. (Name) chatted with the girl as they walked, Gon joining in as well. The other two stayed quiet, Kurapika’s grip on (Name) tightening occasionally.

‘This could be dangerous. At the first sign of trouble, I’ll run with her.’

He felt a little bad for this thought, but knew his friends would understand.

——————

They arrived at the butlers quarters soon after, being welcomed in like esteemed guests. Kurapika sat (Name) down on the couch, sitting next to her soon after. He kept a hand on her shoulder as he scanned the room.

“Ah, I gotta pee…”

She tugged at one of the butlers sleeves. “Which way is the bathroom?”

The butler gave her a polite smile and pointed to the left hallway. “Thank you!”

Kurapika stood to follow her, but (Name) shook her head. “I’ll be fine! You stay here and make sure Gon doesn’t do anything stupid.”

He wanted to follow her, but wouldn’t go against her wishes. “… alright, but don’t take too long.”

She wobbled away, Kurapika watching her walk away with a sigh. “Oh god if you start sighing again I’m going to throw myself out a window.”

Kurapika scowled at the taller man. “Hmph.”

(Name) walked down the long hallway, occasionally peeking into rooms to see if it was the bathroom. She got a few weird looks from butlers but other than that nothing particularly unusual.

“Weird, there’s no bathroom this way…”

She glanced up the staircase. “Maybe there’s one up here…”

(Name) glanced down at her cast then back to the stairs. “Whelp. Yolo.”

She began walking upstairs, one at a time. It wasn’t easy, but she was slowly getting the hang of it!

That was until her crutches slipped, causing her to lose balance.

As she closed her eyes to brace herself for falling, ready to feel the pain of tumbling down the stairs, she paused.

“Wait, I’m… I’m not falling?”

“Yeah, that’s because I caught you.”

She blinked, opening her eyes to see killua holding onto her arm, looking both mildly irritated and amused.

This expression shifted to one of surprise when she launched herself forward to wrap her arms around him. “Killua!”

He felt tears begin to stain his shoulder, the girl not able to hold back her sobs as she held the boy tight. “You’re okay! Oh my god, I was so worried!”

He held onto the back of his shirt. “… I don’t understand. Why… why do you care about me so much?”

She sniffled, pulling away a little to give him a warm smile. “Because you’re my friend, Killua. Of course id worry about you.”

He didn’t know what to do, how to react. He could only bury his face in her shoulder, taking a minute to compose himself.

She held him gently as he steadied his breathing. Once he had regained his composure, he pulled away slowly. “… let’s go see Gon.”

The two walked downstairs, Killua keeping an eye on her to make sure she didn’t slip again.

(Name) opened the door, Killua right behind her. Kurapika’s eyes widened, the man shooting up to join her. “(Name)!”

He hugged her, burying his face in your shoulder. “I… you took so long, I was worried.”

“Sorry, Pika. I just couldn’t find the bathroom.”

Gotoh, the head butler heard this. “The bathroom? It’s just beyond that door.”

He pointed to a door on the right side of the room. She cast a glare at the butler that gave her the wrong directions. “I see…”

Kurapika followed her to the bathroom this time, waiting outside the door for her.

———————

The five traveled by bus into town, all smiling and laughing. The group was back together again, and just in time too.

“Hey Kurapika, your flight isn’t until tonight, right? We should all spend the day together, since we’ll be going our separate ways.”

Kurapika nodded slowly, glancing at the girl next to him. “Yes… I think that’s a good idea.”

She snuggled closer into his side. “You know, I’m gonna miss you a lot, Pika.”

His breath hitched, squeezing her hand. “I…”

Leorio spoke up. “I’m starving, what are we eating for lunch?”

Killua perked up, about to speak but was stopped by (Name). “We can’t eat chocolate robots for lunch.”

“Buzzkill.”

They reached town soon after, the group splitting into two groups to sight see. Kurapika and (Name) were an automatic pair, the blonde not even considering going with anyone else.

“Alright, I’ll go with Killua and Gon. Kurapika…”

He put a hand on the blondes shoulder. “Don’t get her pregnant.”

(Name) began laughing while Kurapika turned bright red. He smacked Leorio’s hand, unable to even speak.

“Oh don’t tease him, Leorio.”

She looped her arm with his. “My Pika would never have thoughts like that. Right?”

He stuttered out a response. “Y-yes of course!”

They began walking away, Kurapika feeling his heart beat against his chest. ‘Pregnant? That’s…’

The image of her, sitting at the kitchen table with a cute baby bump, making cookies appeared in his mind. “Pika, you’re home!”

She kissed his cheek, giving him that pretty smile that he would never get tired of. “Look, she’s kicking!”

She placed his hand on her baby bump, and he could feel tears brimming in his eyes. “She’s saying ‘hi daddy!’”

“Pika? Earth to Pika!”

The blonde jumped when he saw her hovering in front of him, waving her hand in front of his face.

‘Did I really just imagine…’

“Sorry, what were you saying (Name)?”

The two continued to chat as they walked around town. Eventually, they met up with the others for lunch.

“Mmm!”

(Name) sipped on her favorite milkshake, kicking her feet. Kurapika smiled, his head in his hand as he watched her.

“Is it good?”

She nodded quickly, continuing to sip on it. Kurapika couldn’t help but sigh dreamily. She looked adorable, really, enjoying her milkshake under the little umbrella over their table.

“Man, I wish I ordered one, you’re really selling it.”

Leorio stared at her milkshake, and (Name), being the sweet girl she is, offered it to him. “Here, you can have the rest! If I drink too much I’ll get a tummy ache.”

Leorio cheered, reaching out to grab the milkshake, but it was quickly snatched away by Kurapika. “Hey! Y-“

He watched as the blonde placed the straw in his mouth while making direct eye contact with him.

“Oh, Pika! That’s not nice.” (Name) scolded, but by the time she did, he’d already sucked down the rest of the milkshake.

“Pikaa, you’re gonna get a tummy ache.”

“And a knuckle sandwich you little-“

The waitress approached their table. “Hi, will you be paying together, or do I need to split the bill?”

(Name) paused, her face going pale. ‘Oh crap, I don’t have any money.’

She made a distressed noise as she began to dig around in her backpack, but Leorio was quick to speak up. “It’s together, I’ll be paying.”

Kurapika held up a card. “No, I’ll be paying.”

Gon pulled out a few bills. “Wait I’ve got it!”

But they all paused when Killua pulled out a card that obviously didn’t belong to him. “Here.”

The waitress smiled and took the card. “I’ll be right back with your receipt.”

Kurapika was pouting. ‘I wanted to pay for her lunch…’

(Name) shyly toyed with her napkin. “Thank you, everyone. I really appreciate it.”

The all gave her a smile, Gon stuffing his money back into his bag. “It’s no problem! I know you would have done the same for me!”

She smiled, reaching over to pat the boys head. “Of course!”

———————

“Ugh…”

Leorio blinked as the blonde walking next to him groaned. “Are you seriously dragging your feet like a child?”

Kurapika huffed. “No.”

“You are. You are and it’s actually pretty funny. Just because (Name) isn’t around doesn’t mean you have to turn into a brat.”

“Brat!?”

Just a few minutes ago, (Name) parted ways with them to hang out with Killua and Gon for a bit. They were headed to the arcade, and when Kurapika began to pout about not getting to come with her, she pulled him to the side.

“Pika, I need you to do something very important for me, okay?”

He nodded slowly, allowing her to gently pull him down so she could whisper in his ear. “I need you to make sure Leorio doesn’t get into any trouble, okay?”

Kurapika sighed. “Okay, I can do that.”

She patted his cheek. “Good boy.”

His face erupted into a dark red blush at the pet name. “M-mhm.”

Kurapika didn’t want to leave her side, not even for a second, but he would do next to anything to please her.

“What can I do to get you to stop pouting?”

Kurapika glanced at his taller friend, who was giving him a sympathetic look.

“… well…”

He twiddled his thumbs, staring at the ground as his cheeks turned pink again. “I, um… I wanted to get (Name)… a gift.”

Leorio’s eyebrow raised, the blonde quickly waving his hands. “J-just to have something to remember me by! It’s not anything… anything…”

To help his poor friend out, Leorio sighed. “Yeah, yeah. You want to get her a souvenir, huh? Well let’s start looking.”

The two searched all over town for somewhere to shop for (Name), but their efforts produced nothing.

“Shit, this town sucks. Not a single store that sells her size…” Leorio grumbled. Kurapika nodded, seemingly frustrated.

“That’s stupid. How is it fair that she doesn’t get to wear the same clothing other women do?”

He kicked a rock, Leorio nodding in agreement. “Hmm, maybe we’re going about this the wrong way. What besides clothes would she like?” Kurapika asked.

Leorio hummed, spotting a building in the distance. “Pika, I know where we can go.”

“Don’t call me that.”

The two entered the bright pink shop, Leorio immediately leaving his friend to browse.

That was a mistake.

When he glanced back up to see what the blonde was doing, he had to do a double take.

“Kurapika.”

“… yes?”

“She doesn’t need thirty keychains.”

“…”

“Also all of those are hideous. How did you find every single one of the worst keychains in the store?”

He helped the blonde put them up, now pulling him around by the arm. “Here, look in this section. Don’t wander off, STAY here.”

The blonde grumbled while he browsed, but he had to admit, the little trinkets here fit her a lot better. “What do you think she’d like best?” Kurapika asked.

“She likes cute things. Like Sanrio products.”

“Sanrio? What’s that?”

Leorio stared at the man. “Are you being serious? Hello Kitty, My Melody, Keroppi.”

Kurapika gave him a confused look.

“Oh my god, just get her this.”

Leorio shoved a keychain into his hands. It was small, pink, and had a cartoon cat holding a strawberry at the end.

‘She does like strawberries…’

——————

It was getting late. The group planned to take a bus together to the airport, and Kurapika was both dreading and looking forward to seeing her again.

‘Maybe… maybe I could ask her if she’d like to come with me…’

His heart thumped against his heart painfully at the thought. ‘No, I couldn’t ask her to put herself in danger like that… but…’

He held onto his tabard, looking into the distance. ‘I can’t bare to be away from her…’

Leorio was having a similar crisis, tapping his foot against the concrete. ‘I need to think of something, quick…’

He looked down at his phone and stared at his ticket.

As Leorio typed away at his phone, the three arrived at the bus station. Kurapika immediately jumped up to greet them, his eyes softening when they landed on (Name).

“Hello…”

He seemed nervous, hiding something behind his back. “Hi, Pika.”

She tilted her head at his shy expression. “Is something wrong?”

“No! No… I…”

He fidgeted for a second more before revealing his hands, showing her the small gift bag. “I… wanted to give you this.”

She stared at the small gift bag, her cheeks heating up. “For me?”

He nodded, not making eye contact as she took the bag. She glanced at him before opening it carefully.“Oh my gosh!”

She pulled it out, her face morphing into one of pure joy. “Pika, you didn’t!”

She giggled, dangling the keychain from her finger. “It’s so cute, I love it!”

He let out a sigh of relief. “Thank god, I-“

He turned red when she pulled him into a hug, planting a few kisses on his cheeks. “You’re so sweet, thank you so much!”

He attempted to stutter out a response, but could only pat her back in return.

The five boarded the bus, and much to Kurapika’s annoyance, Leorio was very adamant about sitting with (Name). “Consider it payback for helping you earlier.”

Kurapika couldn’t argue with that, so he left to sit with the two boys. “Geez, can’t you look at least a little happier to see us?”

Leorio and (Name) sat in silence for the first half of the ride. She could sense something was off with him, sneaking glances every few minutes.

“(Name)?”

She looked up. “Yes?”

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “There’s no easy way to talk about this. I’ve been trying to figure out exactly how to say this to you since the fourth phase. (Name), I…”

He reached for her hand, trying to keep his tears at bay. “I… saw the letter.”

He could almost hear her world crashing down around her. She went deadly quiet, and eyes now staring at the floor.

“Oh.”

(Name) had suspected he knew something, but didn’t think it was that. She thought she did a good job at hiding everything…

“I…”

He squeezed her hand, attempting to kill two birds with one stone by comforting them both. “I don’t think you’re selfish for your feelings, for your pain, but…”

She stiffened when she noticed tears falling from his eyes. “I don’t want you to die. So…”

He wiped at his eyes. “So hear me out, okay?”

(Name) nodded slowly, squeezing his hand back. “Okay, go on.”

“I want you to come with me.”

She looked up in surprise, eyes wide. “Go… with you?”

“Yes. You can stay at my apartment until you… are feeling better. I… I’m sorry to say this but I can’t in good conscience let you leave by yourself. You don’t have anywhere to go to, do you?”

She sighed, pulling per backpack into her lap to hug. “… no, I don’t.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, giving her a reassuring squeeze. “Could you… give life a chance again? If not for yourself, for me, Gon, Killua… and Kurapika.”

Tears were beading at the corners of her eyes. “Do I really deserve to be so happy?”

“Of course you do!”

He pulled her closer as she cried, letting her make his shirt wet with her tears. “You deserve that and so much more, (Name). So much more.”

He shielded her breakdown from the others, giving her a five minute heads up before their stop. She wiped her tears and tidied herself up as much as possible as to not indicate she had been crying.

Leorio looked her over, grabbing her chin to keep her face steady as he touched up her mascara. “There, all better.”

She smiled at him, pulling him closer to kiss his cheek. “Thank you, Leorio. I love you.”

His cheeks turned pink before he ruffled her hair so she couldn’t see how flustered he was. “Yeah, yeah, I love you too, sunshine.”

When they excited the bus, Kurapika was waiting for her. He didn’t say anything, but the way he smiled when he saw her made her heart race. “Pika!”

She jumped off the last stair, being caught and spun around by the blonde. They both laughed, holding onto each other for a moment before letting go.

“Thanks for always being there to catch me, Pika!”

Kurapika looked at her lips for a moment, feeling his face heat up before he looked away. “You can always rely on me, (Name). I’ll catch you every time.”

They began their journey to the airport, Kurapika stopping midway.

“I’ll be in York New on September 1st.”

They paused, looking back at the blonde.

“Hisoka… Hisoka told me to meet him there then, that he’d have some information on the Spiders.”

(Name)’s eyes lit up, looking up at him. “That means…”

He nodded, cupping her cheeks. “Yes, we’ll see wa h other again.”

He swiped away her tears, laughing when she started crying. “You’re so mean, why didn’t you tell me sooner?!”

He held her as she cried, patting her back. “Sorry, sorry.”

The walked through the airport, Leorio passing (Name) her ticket. “Got you one earlier.” he whispered into her ear. She nodded, giving him a quick hug.

Kurapika was leaving first, so the group gathered at his side around 20 minutes before he’d have to leave. They exchanged numbers and goodbyes, Kurapika saving (Name) for last.

“(Name)…”

He stood awkwardly, hand on his arm. “I…”

Kurapika wasn’t expecting what happened next.

(Name) stepped forward, looking up at him with those pretty (e/c) eyes. She pulled him down by his tabard, pressing her lips against his.

She pulled away much too soon, looking away from him. “Goodbye, Pika. I’ll miss you!”

He pulled her into his arms, and she could feel his heart racing against her chest. Kurapika couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything besides bury his face into her shoulder.

He wanted to do more. He wanted to kiss her back, to pull her in by her waist and pepper her face in kisses, but Kurapika was having trouble thinking with all the heat rushing to his face.

“(Name), we have to go.”

Leorio tapped her shoulder, the girl sighing before pulling away a bit. “Will you miss me too, Pika?”

He stared at her with half lidded eyes, face red. “Yes.”

‘Unbearably so.’

(Name) giggled, giving him one last peck on the cheek. “I’ll call you when I land, okay?”

He nodded, watching her and Leorio leave with a sigh. A sinking, unpleasant feeling settled in his chest.

Gon placed a hand on his shoulder, giving him a smile. “It’s just a few months, then you’ll see her again!”

Kurapika smiled back. “Yeah…”

But when he saw Leorio help her put her suitcase up, his hand brushing against her waist, he knew that missing her wasn’t the only reason his chest hurt.

(Name) squealed, burying her face in Leorio’s chest. “Ahh! I kissed him!”

Leorio snickered. “Yeah, I saw.”

The two boarded their airship soon after, (Name) glancing down at her phone with a giddy smile. She swiped through the pictures she’d taken of her friends. Leorio peeked over her shoulder. “Sneaky girl, hit pictures of all of us, huh?”

“Haha, sorry, but yeah. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Of course not, why, I wouldn’t mind you taking some more!”

He posed, and (Name) giggled before taking another picture. “Wow, Leorio, you’re so photogenic!”

———————

(Name) sighed, plopping down on Leorio’s couch after the finally got home. The tall man laughed. “Tired?”

She nodded, groaning against the leather cushion. Leorio pulled her suitcase inside, setting it by his room. “Stay here, I need to get my room cleaned up.”

(Name) sat up, rubbing her eyes as he closed his bedroom door behind him.

Leorio’s apartment was small, having one bedroom and one bathroom with a washer and dryer. There was a kitchen and a living room, and that was it.

“Hmm…”

The fridge was empty, which made sense. He’d probably thrown everything out before. ‘Looks like we’ll have to go grocery shopping tomorrow…’

Leorio exited his room carrying a trash bag in one hand and a hamper in another. He winked at her before leaving to take the trash out.

When he returned, he was scrolling on his phone. He handed it over. “Here, place an order. I already got what I wanted.”

She nodded, quickly ordering her food before handing his phone back. “Thank you, Leorio. For… everything.”

The taller man plopped down on the couch next to her, allowing her to cuddle up next to him. “It’s no problem, don’t worry about it.”

They were quiet as they watched some TV, waiting for their food to arrive. Leorio wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her in closer. (Name) didn’t seem to mind, humming contentedly when he ran his hand over her hair.

‘She doesn’t like being alone. And especially during a time like this, she shouldn’t be alone.’

The two ate when their food got their, Leorio happily trying her food. It was nice, getting to spend time with her. Just the two of them.

———————

(Name) was getting sleepy, and Leorio was having trouble keeping his eyes open. “Leorioooo!”

He blinked at her sleepily, watching as she yawned. “I’m tired.”

He nodded before standing up. “Alright, let’s get to bed then.”

He helped her to his room, which was now clean. He’d hidden all of his… private things. Like his porno magazines, sex toys, and dirty laundry.

She climbed into his bed, snuggling into his sheets. The tall man pulled his comforter over her form. “G’night. If you need anything, I’ll be on the couch.”

Her hand shot out to grab his wrist. “Wait, I can’t let you sleep on the couch after you took me in. I will.”

He shook his head, sitting down on the bed. “No, you need to sleep somewhere comfortable to heal properly. The couch isn’t a good place for that.”

“Then…”

She held onto his arm, looking up at him shyly. “Why don’t we just sleep in the same bed?”

He groaned, running a hand through his hair. “I’m not Kurapika, you know.”

She tilted her head at that, leaning forward to get a better look at her face. “Why does that matter?”

She gasped when he pinned her down, hovering over her form. Even if the girl wanted to move, she wouldn’t be able to, he was way stronger than her. “I’m not like him, (Name). I have urges.”

Her expression didn’t change, looking up at him with those sleepy eyes. “Leorio…”

She reached a hand up to cup his cheek, the man’s lip quivering slightly. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me. You don’t have to convince me otherwise.”

Leorio sat back, sighing as he slid off of her. “How can you read me like an open book?”

She laughed, patting the empty space next to her. “I can’t, I just know you’re too nice to ever do something like that.”

He sat down, eventually allowing himself to cuddle up with her. She was a bit clingy, wrapping her arms around him, but he didn’t mind.

Not when it was her.

“Goodnight, Leorio. Sweet dreams!”

“Sweet dreams, sunshine.”

——————

Kurapika impatiently waited for his phone to ring, tapping against the table he sat at.

Bzzt! Bzzt!

Kurapika snatched his phone up, butterflies when he saw her contact light up the screen.

“(Name)!”

He blinked when her face also popped up. “Hey Pika! Sorry for taking so long, had a rough day at work yesterday so I slept in.”

It had been nearly four months since the two had seen each other at the Zoldyck Estate. In that time, (Name) had gotten a part time job while living with Leorio, which Kurapika still wasn’t aware of.

“I see. If you need longer to sleep, we can always call l-“

“No, I’m fine! Please, stay.”

The two stayed in touch through the months, calling and FaceTiming everyday.

“I can stay while you sleep, if that would help.”

She pouted, the blonde unable to hold back a laugh at her cute face. “Pika…”

It wasn’t unusual for them to fall asleep on call, in fact it was more unusual for them to end their nightly call before they fell asleep. It annoyed Leorio, who slept next to her, just a little, but if it helped them both sleep peacefully he couldn’t complain.

There had been multiple times Kurapika had awoken from a nightmare, waking up (Name) with his screams. She would calm him down with breathing exercises before humming lullabies to help him get back to sleep.

“Sorry, sorry. Are you almost packed up?”

She groaned, Kurapika watching as she carried her phone into the bathroom, propping up the camera near the sink so she could talk to him as she washed her face.

“Yeah, pretty much. Now all I’ve got left to do is… move to York New.”

She splashed water in her face then began rubbing her cleanser into her skin. Kurapika hummed, leaning back against his chair. “You live in the same area as Leorio, right? Will he be coming with you?”

(Name) shook her head. “No, I couldn’t ask him for that. He’s busy with school, so I’ll be moving in alone.”

Kurapika was quiet for a moment, but she was quick to continue. “Oh, but Ponzu and Pokkle will be visiting me, so I won’t be alone for long!”

He forgot that (Name) and the couple were closer than he thought. She had kept contact with the two as well, occasionally meeting up to chat and catch up.

“That’s nice, it’s been a few weeks since you’ve last seen them, correct?”

“Yeah, Pokkle’s been pretty busy lately, and Ponzu usually follows him around.”

The two continued to chat, until (Name) gasped. “Oh yeah! Did I tell you I was going to whale island next month to visit Gon and Killua? They have a few things to take care of, then we’ll be meeting on the boat there.”

Kurapika blinked. “Really? That’s… nice.”

He had to try his best to hide his jealousy. After all, it wasn’t her fault the two of them hadn’t been able to meet up. (Name) was more than willing to see him, he was the one that was too busy.

After an hour or so, (Name) sighed. “I have to let you go, Pika, I’ve got some errands to run before I leave tonight.”

He huffed, causing the (h/c) haired girl to giggle. “Sorry, I’ll call you back later, okay?”

He nodded. “Goodbye, (Name).”

“Bye, Pika!”

———————

(Name) groaned, setting her suitcase down before plopping down onto her couch. She’d just moved in, with not much to show for it.

‘This is just temporary. No need to decorate or get any new furniture, I just need somewhere to live while I save up for a house.’

She sat up and started to unpack her measly belongings.

‘I really meant it when I said I would get us a house where we could all live together.’ (Name) thought as she looked over the framed picture of her and her friends.

She glanced at the calendar, smiling.

‘Only three months until I see you again, Pika.’

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slamminslamminmcgill · 9 days

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*me convincing you, like how a jester would entertain a king, into writing more boypussy insert fics about any hot dilf in your roster* “how is thou feeling now sire?!”

im feeling like i wanna get fucked in the ass so you’re getting joel and butt stuff have fun

warnings: anal, rimming, dp, ass to pussy (do not try this at home), toys, ass to mouth, poppers, daddy kink

anatomical terms: cunt/pussy

joel miller is an absolute buttslut

HOWEVER

only as a top. he will take any chance he gets to take his partners ass: with his tongue as it’s slipping and sliding all up and down your dripping slit, with his thumb as he takes your cunt doggystyle, or even with his own cock busting you open for him

but he will never let you reciprocate. you can beg all you like,

“man, it’s not fair, this is bullshit. how come you can play with my ass but i can’t play with yours?”

“because i’m a top and you’re a needy little cocksocket.”

welp. can’t argue with that. the more you tease him about it, though, the more time he thinks it over. he doesn’t like rewarding brats, but eventually he gives.

“y’know what? fine. you got five minutes. make ‘em count, cause y’aint touchin’ my ass again.”

that turns out to be a lie bc uh oh surprise surprise it feels good

and from then on he loves it and will take the initiative.

you’ll be on your knees getting throatfucked by him and then he rips you off, spins around, and shoves your face in his ass with no warning. you try to push back bc you’re caught off guard, and he says,

“what? ain’t this whatcha wanted, boy? you’d been begging me all this time to lick my ass. well, now i’m givin’ it to ya. c’mon, whore. do your job. stick your tongue up my ass.”

you start licking, lapping at his rim like a dog, and he lets out a rich gravelly, rumbly moan from deep in his chest

“yeeaaahhh, that’s it… good boy… oh, you dirty fuckin’ bitch…”

pegging him is still a bridge too far for him. BUT i think he’ll let you try out beads/plugs on him. also fingering him during a blowjob will have him going crazy.

i know in my heart that this man is PACKING meat. DISRESPECTFULLY hung. which means getting him in your ass can be a bit of an ordeal. but, being the caring, attentive guy he is, he’ll take his sweet time prepping you. he works you open with his fingers (or maybe a plug) and lots of lube. you’re Very slippery once it’s go time. still, though, it’s gonna be tough to get him in.

he hands you a bottle of poppers and tells you,

“take as much as you need, pumpkin. it’ll help open you up for me.”

once you huff enough, he’ll ask, “ready?”. you nod, and he starts pushing in. you wince, naturally, but he’s there to talk you through it.

“i know. i know, baby. it’s okay. you can take it. you can take it… let daddy in, yeah, there you go… look at you, you’re takin’ it so good. daddy’s so proud of you, little guy.”

he’ll start slowly, letting you adjust to the feeling of him in your ass, and once you relax enough, maybe after a few more popper hits, he’ll really get going. he’ll spank you, shove a few fingers in your pussy for some dp action, the works.

sometimes just for shits and giggles, he’ll pull out, spin you around, slap your face with his cock, and say,

“clean your ass off my cock, slut.”

because he has to use a lot of lube on you, you’re VERY slippery. it’s entirely possible that he’ll slip into your pussy on accident. you yelp, and he stops immediately.

“shit. sorry, darlin’. should i-?”

you know it’s bad. you know better. but, fuck, your cunt is clinging to him, crying for some of the attention that your ass has been getting… fuck it.

“i-it’s fine! it’s fine, just-… just keep going, please!”

having been given the greenlight, he’ll just switch back and forth. one thrust in your pussy, then your ass, then your pussy, so on and so forth. it’s wrong. it’s nasty. you know you shouldn’t be doing it, but fuck, your head is swimming in pleasure, both holes a sloppy mess as you cum all over yourself over and over. whatever. you’ll just take some cranberry pills and hope tomorrow doesn’t bite you in the ass.

joel WILL finish in your ass. that’s non-negotiable. if you let him in your ass he’s GOING to breed it. he may also plug his load in you and have you sleep with it in. or go about the rest of your day depending on what time it is.

once he’s done though, he’s hugging you tight and stroking your hair. aftercare god.

“good boy… did so good for daddy… ‘m so proud, baby…”

eventually you have to nudge him off so you can go pee (it’s called harm reduction 😌) but when you’re done you settle back into his arms and it’s like you never left 🖤

#anon #ask #joel miller #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel miller imagine #joel miller headcanon #tlou #tlou x reader #tlou smut #the last of us #the last of us smut #the last of us x reader

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lambertdiary · 7 months

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Hey love your fanfics and I would like to request where the lipstick demon trapped x reader im the other world and dalton has to astrol project to save us and him at the end ends up being possessed. This could be a two part so the second part x reader saving him ☺️ I really hope this all makes so me and thank you again. 🥰😘☺️

A/N: So I’m not gonna lie, I’ve had this request for nearly TWO MONTHS 😭 I’m so sorry it took this long to write but honestly I never really know how to write possessed Dalton, it literally takes forever but hopefully you’re still around to read it!! I really hope you like it so please let me know what you think 🫶🏻 (It’s kind of long so maybe that’ll make up for not being as active lately?)

Word Count: 4.3k+

Warnings: established relationship, possessed Dalton, anxiety, the further, insidious: the red door spoilers

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I’m Not Going Anywhere

After the harrowing events that unfolded in Dalton's life, things seemed to have settled down. It had been exactly three months since he closed the Red Door and from that moment everything was better, including his ability to get a full night of sleep. That didn’t stop Y/N from making sure he was doing okay, constantly asking how he was and paying close attention to him, especially to how much rest he was getting, the slightest sign of tiredness making her worry all over again.

Truth is the darkness wasn’t messing with Dalton anymore, so if he was tired or didn’t sleep properly the night prior it had everything to do with schoolwork or his girlfriend and nothing to do with The Further. That was until he started to feel like there were eyes on him at all times, even when he was all alone. It was like someone (or something) was watching him and controlling his every move, waiting for him to make the tiniest mistake. But he would never let anyone know, not this time. The last thing he wanted was for Y/N to get worried, knowing how bad things were last time he didn’t want to put her through that again.

Almost immediately after he noticed he was being watched he started having these weird dreams he used to have when he was a kid, they weren’t just nightmares and they weren’t apparitions like the ones he had a few months ago, they were more like a soul-roaming experiences and he couldn’t tell if he was drifting off somewhere else or if he was still in his bed. When all of these things started happening his instincts told him that the nightmare he thought he had escaped was about to resurface, and he had a bad feeling regarding the Red Door, but he was praying he was wrong.

⋆ ★ ⋆ ★

Y/N was standing by the window, her eyes focused on the clouded sky getting darker by the minute. It looked like it would start raining soon so she thought she should get going before it was too late.

A yawn behind her caught her attention, she turned around and spotted Dalton laying in his bed with his hands behind his head, admiring the sight of her slowly approaching him “Tired yet?”

“Just a little bit” He was smiling softly but that didn’t hide the tired expression written on his face.

She sat next to him on the bed, Dalton sitting up to face her “What’s going on? Talk to me”

Dalton knew that tone, she was worried so he needed to give her a believable excuse “I’m behind on that art project I told you about so I’ve been trying to catch up this week”

Y/N nodded slowly. She wanted to believe him, but if she felt like something was wrong she wouldn’t be able to push it away, not until she knew for sure “Are you projecting again?”

“No” He shook his head quickly as his hands cupped hers “It’s nothing like that”

“Dalton, I can tell you’re tired and-”

“I mean I am tired, but it’s just my classes, that’s all. You know how Armagan is when it comes to these extensive projects” He gave her a reassuring smile, and he knew it worked because he could see the fear leave her body as she took a deep breath.

“Are you sure everything is alright?”

“Everything is great” Her eyes lingered on how his hair fell perfectly on his face as his head lowered to place a feather-light kiss on her forehead, closing her eyes momentarily as a smile appeared on her face “What should we do for dinner?”

“Mhm” She stopped to think for a moment. Her plan to leave before the rain hit would have to be put aside since her boyfriend’s wellbeing was far more important than making it back to her dorm dry “We should just order something and stay here, it’s probably gonna rain soon”

Y/N was right, it started raining almost as soon as they ordered their food, so eating in his room was definitely a good call. A couple of hours went by and they were done with their dinner, the sound of the pouring rain filling the room along with their laughter.

“How can you not like M&M'S?” They were currently ranking each other’s favourite sweets as they laid on their backs and stared at the ceiling. Y/N was surprised at how much taste Dalton lacked when it came to that, feeling a little displeased whenever he disliked something from her list.

“Not every flavour though, just the peanut chocolate ones”

“What?” She asked, almost yelling “That’s even worse, take it back”

“Sorry love, you have terrible taste”

“Says the guy who has Tootsie Rolls on his top 10” “What’s wrong with Tootsie Rolls?”

“Those are actually terrible” Dalton was about to defend himself again, but a notification on Y/N’s phone interrupted him. She immediately took it and let out a loud breath when she read the message, almost rolling her eyes

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, just my roommate asking when I’ll be back”

“Oh”

“Still raining a lot outside” Y/N said as she sent a message back and Dalton immediately looked out the window “I’m gonna have to run to my dorm”

“No” Dalton was quick to reply “You should stay here with me tonight” Y/N looked at him with a smile on her face. She had already replied to her roommate telling her she would stay with Dalton tonight, but Dalton didn’t know that so he was ready to convince her “You can wear one of my shirts, and if it gets really cold we can cuddle”

Y/N’s smile grew bigger “I guess I’m gonna have to stay here then”

“Yes, you’re stuck with me tonight” He said, scooting over in his bed and propping up on one elbow as he laid on his side, facing her “It’s been a while since you’ve stayed with me”

“Well, it’s been a while since you’ve begged me to stay”

Dalton let out a shy laugh “It was just easier to convince you when I lied about my night light not working anymore”

“Right” Y/N chuckled as she remembered the many times he used that excuse “I forgot you don’t need the light or me anymore” She joked.

“But I always do, I need you” Dalton placed a hand on her hip “I feel safer when I’m with you”

And there it was, the bad feeling she had before. Dalton looked genuinely scared and he hadn’t been like that for a while, so him behaving that way all of the sudden filled her with fear and worry.

Y/N put her hand on top of his, rubbing it softly “I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere”

Dalton kissed her, long and sweet, breaking the kiss only when they needed to breathe “Thank you”

“Now let’s get ready for bed, it’s getting late”

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A faint voice woke Y/N up, her body covered in goosebumps when the pure darkness welcomed her once she opened her eyes. She looked around but there was nothing surrounding her, but a low light slowly appearing behind her caught her eye, it was flickering and it looked like it was about to go out any second.

She turned around slowly, her shaky legs almost giving out on her when she heard the voice again, this time louder and closer, allowing her to make out what it was saying. It was her name.

Suddenly the light died for just a moment, but when it came back something emerged from the darkness, it was a tall muscular figure and it was standing in front of her, and even though she could barely see it she could tell it had a sinister smile and grotesque appearance, making her feel more terrified than ever.

It was getting closer to her, the loud stomps from the dark cloven hooves ringing with each step. It took her a moment to process what was happening, but when she was able to see the entity better it clicked instantly. It was the demon that had been watching and torturing Dalton for years. She had never seen it before, but Dalton has described it enough times for her to remember the red-painted face that made it easy to distinguish.

She couldn’t move and the more she struggled the harder it was to breathe. She squeezed her eyes closed hoping it would go away, but the panic only increased when it didn’t work.

How was this possible? Why was the demon stalking her in her own dreams?

The Lipstick Demon was only getting closer, the long claws reaching for her as a crackling sound flooded her ears. She tried to scream, but the only thing that came out was her boyfriend’s name.

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“Dalton!” a distant scream woke him up, elaborated breathing as he blinked a few times to adjust to the faint light that was coming through the window. He looked next to him and located Y/N still sleeping there, adjusting himself in a better position to hug her as close as possible and trying hard to push away the reason he was awake, thinking (or at least hoping) it was just another nightmare.

But something rattling in the darkness of his room made him change his mind, and an unexpected chill ran down his spine. He picked his head up and scanned the dark room, trying to find the source of the noise. There was nothing out of the ordinary in sight but he was sure there was something there, watching him. Watching them. But it wasn’t until he remembered whose scream woke him up that his mind started racing.

“Y/N?” He said softly as his eyes went back to her “Baby, are you sleeping?” Nothing.

He feared the worst as he kept trying to wake her up, calling her name repeatedly and softly shaking her. He didn’t wanna accept what was already creeping on his mind, but she wasn’t a heavy sleeper, not like that, so that could only mean one thing. He persisted a couple more times, until he heard it again, her scream.

“Dalton”

The door didn’t close and he was aware of that now, the tension on his muscles and his heart rate increasing as he thought of the possible outcomes of Y/N being trapped somewhere away from him, somewhere in that terrible place. He knew what had to be done, he needed to astral project to find her and bring her back to him, but no matter how much he had gone through in the past, he had never felt this anxious and scared.

He sat with his back against the headboard, adjusting Y/N between his legs so that he could hold her and somewhat protect her. He closed his eyes and intertwined one of his shaky hands with hers, taking a deep breath before counting down from 10.

10…

9…

8…

7…

6…

5…

4…

3…

2…

1…

He opened his eyes and found himself in the dark version of his dorm, looking back at their physical bodies once he got up. They looked so cute and peaceful laying there, as if they were simply sleeping together. If anyone came in and found them laying like that they would never in a million years guess their souls are roaming around in a dark realm, hoping they can make it back safe.

He grabbed the lamp that appeared in front of him and held it up to his face to see better. Dalton’s breathing was increasing as he walked towards the door but he left his fear behind as he only had one thing on his mind: saving Y/N.

He exited the room and started wandering around, not sure how he would make it to the demonic lair, that stupid place he was sure the demon was keeping her in. “Y/N?” He tried calling her, but he was scared to be too loud and have other things follow him. If one of the trapped souls noticed him there they would be able to find his empty body, meaning they would find hers too and if something were to happen to her he would never forgive himself, but the thing is something did already happen, but he was just hoping he could save her.

He was desperately looking around him, looking for any sign of her “Y/N!” He repeated, this time a lot louder.

Dalton wasn’t getting anywhere, he was thinking of every possible way to find Y/N’s soul but he was only finding more darkness. But then all of the sudden a scream echoed through the pitch dark paths ahead of him, the familiar Red Door materialised before him and opened itself slowly.

He started running, he was going as fast as he could to ensure he would make it there before it was too late, the light above it flickering made him think it could go away any second.

Dalton made it in, and the sinister sounds became louder than they were. He had been lucky so far, he didn’t encounter any spirits or shadows that would usually stick close to him, but the one spirit that feared the most was somewhere in that dark place.

Dalton called her name, it had been a while since he heard her so he was way more worried than before, the negative thoughts were taking over his mind.

He walked for what felt like an eternity, looking for her in the darkest corners but there was no sign of her, until a gut wrenching scream hit his ears. It was Y/N, but she wasn’t calling for him anymore.

“Y/N!” The panic in his voice was evident as he rushed to where her voice came from, praying he could find her before something else did.

The sight of her made his heart sink. She was struggling to break free from the metal links that were keeping her there, a place he had been trapped in not too long ago. Dalton looked around before approaching her, wanting to make sure he wasn’t being followed.

Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw him, tears rolling down her face when she whispered “Dalton”

“Are you okay?” Was the one thing he needed to know. She nodded as she tried to get up to hug him, needing his comfort “Wait, don’t move. I’m gonna get you out of here, okay?” She nodded again and went back to her previous position, but the panic came back when Dalton started to walk away.

“Stay with me”

“I’ll be back, I just need to find something to break the chain”

“What if it comes back?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The tears he had been holding started to fall down. Seeing Y/N in this state because of him was something he was always scared of, but after he thought he closed the Red Door he brushed it off thinking the danger vanished along with his nightmares, and even though the bad dreams came back he didn’t want to think about something bad happening to her, but he should’ve known the danger never truly left.

He stepped closer to her and crouched, finally embracing her “It won’t. But I will, I promise”

Y/N had a hard time letting him go, but when she did she wrapped her arms around herself to try to replace the warm feeling he provided her.

Dalton left her side, promising once again he would be back and quickly looked for something to free her from the metal chain. He didn’t wanna get too far from her, so he remained close enough to keep an eye on her. It didn’t take too long before he spotted something that could work, a big hammer hidden under a pile of wood.

He took it and rushed back to her, following the chain with his eyes and kneeling when he was in front of her “Close your eyes” He whispered, hitting the links as hard as he could once her eyes were closed.

The memories of his dad doing the same flashed before his eyes, and he started to wonder how they would both make it back to their bodies. It only took a few more tries to release her, and when he did he grabbed her hand and helped her get on her feet.

“We’ll have to run” She nodded and Dalton located the door, holding her tighter and guiding her to the exit. They were running but as they went through the door something started walking behind them.

Y/N recognised the stomps, but she was too scared to look back. She wanted to warn Dalton but she couldn’t find her voice, so she squeezed his hand a couple of times to get his attention.

He already knew what was behind them but he didn’t wanna face it, not while Y/N was with him, but he also knew she was way more scared than he was, and since he was the reason she was stuck in The Further he would do anything to save her.

“Run, and go back to your room!” He yelled, dropping her hand.

Y/N woke up with a loud gasp, looking around her to make sure she was back in the real world. Her eyes fell to their holding hands and she quickly looked up at Dalton, who remained motionless behind her with sweat covering his face almost completely.

She turned around and kneeled between his legs, carefully cupping his face and scanning every muscle of his body “Dalton?” She whispered but nothing happened, so she came to the conclusion that his body was still empty.

She knew what it meant, he was still in the dark realm but she was hoping he was looking for a way to get back. She was too scared to think of any other possibility, because if he was being drawn back to where she was and the demon was planning on keeping him there, she wouldn’t know how to save him, she didn’t have the ability to astral project to go back for him. But she remembered what Dalton said his parents used to do.

She left the bed for just a moment to turn on every light in his room, taking the power station to his bed to plug his night light to one of the outlets. She went back to her previous position and took a deep breath before starting “Dalton, follow my voice” She held his hand and repeatedly called his name, wiping her own tears every so often.

The minutes went by and Y/N didn’t stop talking to him, trying to guide him back to his body but she didn’t consider the risks of doing that.

Finally, Dalton opened his eyes abruptly, breathing heavily as he sat up completely. She was about to hug him, but there was something off with him, his pale face telling her it was something else.

He ignored her presence and looked down at his body, bringing his hands up to his chest and then his arms, a smirk appearing when he saw her.

Y/N left the bed slowly, her mind racing as she tried to think of a solution, maybe what they did last time could save him, but her fear was taking over. Dalton locked eyes with her and followed her to where she was standing, stopping inches away as his eyes turned a yellow-ish colour as he blinked. She was immobilised by terror, so she couldn’t get out of there even if she wanted to, but she would never abandon him there anyway.

After a moment of complete silence, Y/N tried to run towards the door in hopes of getting Chris, but with a simple hand movement from Dalton she fell to the ground and felt her body being dragged across the dorm and slammed back to the bed. The door swung open and closed after a moment, the lights in the room flickering a few times and before dimming, and desperation overtook her when she realised her mistake.

⋆ ★⋆ ★

Dalton saw Y/N slowly fade, letting him know she was back in his dorm safe and sound. That gave him a moment of relief, but it didn’t last long. He turned around to look for the Red Door, finding the menacing presence of the Lipstick Demon instead, standing right in front of the door and his scary eyes glowing in the dark staring back at him.

Sweat dripped from his brow as he watched it take steps closer to him, the space around him becoming smaller and colder. Suddenly, he heard her calling for him again.

“Dalton, follow my voice”

For a moment he thought about just running as fast as he could and go back, but his time to make a decision vanished when the demon let out a devilish laugh and disappeared. He knew where it went, so he desperately followed Y/N’s voice.

It stopped eventually, and when it did he knew something else took his place. He was running through the dark pathways at maximum speed, feeling momentarily pleased when he found his room.

He swung the door open and saw Y/N on his bed and the demon in front of her, looking down with a gaze filled with devilish intentions. He looked back at Dalton, letting out another laugh as the look on his face threatened to hurt her, and he knew it could do it effortlessly and in a second.

Dalton entered the room completely and closed the door behind him, the terrified look on Y/N’s face broke his heart. After the lights flickered and then dimmed, Dalton was trying hard to stabilise his breathing, but the eerie sounds made it hard to concentrate.

Panic gripped Dalton, but he focused his thoughts and shouted "You can’t take me again, I’m not afraid of you anymore!"

The demon let out an otherworldly shriek at Dalton, but he held his ground. With newfound courage and a surge of inner strength, he chanted words he had learned to banish the demon back to The Further and away from Y/N.

As he continued reciting the words a blinding light engulfed it, forcing it out of his body. With a final scream of defeat, it disappeared completely and the lights went back to normal. Dalton’s body fell to the ground and Y/N quickly went to check on him.

A couple of seconds passed and Dalton woke up gasping for air, she was staring at him, completely frozen and analysing every part of his face “Dalton?” Her voice was so low she barely even heard herself.

“Are you okay?” He immediately asked her, sitting up and reaching for her “What did I do to you?”

“Nothing, you didn’t do anything” Now that she was sure that was Dalton, she practically jumped on him to hug him tight.

“But are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay now” Her voice was a little muffled since she had her face buried on his neck, and Dalton brought his hands up and down her back softly to comfort her.

“I thought I told you to run” He whispered after a moment.

“And leave you? I would never do that”

“But I didn’t want you to-”

“Dalton, I told you I’m not going anywhere” She replied, breaking the hug and slightly punching his chest “Why didn’t you tell me this was happening?”

“I’m sorry-”

“You promised you would tell me if something was wrong”

“I know, love. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” Y/N’s eyes softened when he noticed the regret on his face.

“Why didn’t you?”

He stayed silent for a moment “I didn’t want you to worry”

“Well, if you had said something maybe tonight wouldn’t have happened. Dalton, there’s a reason I want to know these things” He nodded slowly “How did this happen?”

Dalton looked down in an attempt to avoid eye contact “I don’t think the door is closed” He finally admitted and her heart dropped at his words “I thought it was but the… demon, I think it has been watching me” He didn’t dare to look up to meet her gaze, but he knew she was crying.

“For how long?”

“Maybe a few weeks” He replied quietly.

“Dalton-”

“I didn’t think it was real, it started out as a nightmare”

“But isn’t that how it starts every time?”

“I just… I don’t want to lose you”

“And you won’t, you will never lose me” He finally met her eyes, cupping her face as he wiped a tear with his thumb. He never wanted to put her in danger, and if he had known that was a possibility he wouldn’t have let her stay there tonight.

“I’m sorry”

“I know”

“And I promise this will never happen again”

A chill ran down her spine as she remembered the events that took place just a few minutes ago “But... how did this happen?” She asked again, and Dalton just gave her a confused look “I can’t astral project, why was I trapped in The Further?”

“I don’t know, but I promise I will find out”

Y/N nodded and closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around him almost as if she was trying to keep from leaving his body again and feeling grateful they were both okay.

Dalton on the other hand wasn’t as grateful, he knew he needed to close the door and he had to make sure he could keep his promise of something like this never happening again, after all, he had a girlfriend to protect.

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