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calummss · 5 months

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Him & I | Kai Anderson

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summary: you came to kai like you were an angel sent from god. he finally met his match. you wanted to get revenge and he cleared the path

pairing: fem! reader x kai anderson

words: 2.9k

a/n: kai is everything i despise in a man yet i cannot stop thinking about him. fuck my rights i’ll make you a manwhich like the woman i’m supposed to be NOT PROOFREAD TBH

Gluttony is a sin. So is sloth. Eating an entire bag of chips was not healthy. Sitting on the couch from dawn to dusk, only getting up to relieve yourself, was not good. But who listens to God these days anyways.

knock knock

‘Be right there!’ You yelled, hoping whomever was at the door could hear you and would wait until you had mentally prepared yourself to get up from your nest. You pressed pause of Golden Girls, placed your bag of gluttony on the table and brushed the remaining crumbs on your finger on your back thigh. Thankfully you showered this morning so whomever you greeted wouldn’t be welcomed with the smell of your tiredness. It was just one of those days where doing nothing was the most satisfying for the soul. Keeping the ripples of the sea of stress at bay, hoping that the storm wouldn’t take over.

Through the small peephole of the front door you saw an unfamiliar man with kool aid blue hair in a suit who was swaying his body as he waited to face the owner. ‘Jesus christ,’ you cursed under your breath, letting your hand slide over your face. Not Jehovah witnesses again. You had told them to not come back but when life serves no purpose we mainly cling to the unimportant aspects of life and let small parts become our worst traits.

You opened the door, dropping your droopy expression and replacing it with a hostile smile. Kindness: America’s number one trait making it an aggravating society.

‘Hi,’ you grinned at him, ‘not interested.’

The man blinked at you, wrinkles on his forehead reminding you of the ripples in your soul as he breathed out a laugh. ‘You don’t even know what I was going to say, Ma’am.’

‘Call it my gift.’

‘You must think I’m in some kind of cult,’ he smiled, ‘I can assure you I’m not. My name is Kai Anderson and I was hoping I could talk to you about my plans for this town so I might be able to persuade you into voting for me to become a member of the town council.’

‘Oh.’

‘Can I come in?’

‘I suppose…’ You were unsure but the thought of your pepper spray in the kitchen drawer made you feel safer, in case anything went wrong, so you resorted back to the smile you first gave him. ‘Of course. Come in…?’

‘Kai Anderson.’

‘Right, Kai. Can I call you Kai? I’m Y/n Blythe. You can call me Y/n. Oh my I am rambling,’

Kai came in as you stepped aside to open up the door for him. He kindly took off his shoes. A rule you had but hadn’t seen most Americans do. You looked back at him as you started to head to the kitchen to make sure you wouldn’t lose him. You immediately opened up the cupboard to grab a mug.

‘Tea or coffee?’

‘Coffee would be nice. Black please and thank you.’

‘No problem,’

‘I have to say,’ he placed his folded hands on top of the counter as he watched you get his coffee ready. ‘You are the first person in this neighbourhood to invite me in and to welcome me so kindly.’

You watched him as you grabbed another mug to make yourself a drink too.

‘Most think my ideas are too radical. Too oppressive. Too different. These people preach about change every day but when I give them a chance to vote for change they ignore me.It’s like these people get off on living in his prison courtyard they’ve created.’

‘So what are your goals, Kai?’ You took a sip of your piping hot drink after handing him his own. ‘To strengthen this town’s safety? God forbid this cluster of people need to be…polished.’

Kai’s face somewhat softened. ‘That’s exactly what I said…’

So when Kai talked about his idea you listened. To every word, to every detail. Kai was going to make this town safe again. And for some reason you couldn’t explain, you believed him. Every single word he said to you in the confidence of your own house, you believed.

‘By the hope you don’t mind me saying this but you are so beautiful and I would hate myself for not asking but am I able to take you out to a café this week ‘ He asked, his hazel eyes burning into your soul, making those ripples turn flat as he gazed at you like a had witnessed a deer in the wild. ‘I just, you’re really beautiful and kind and your beliefs about this town have drawn me to you,’ Kai had gaped at you the moment you had opened the door to him. Eyes shining in the sunlight; you looked like an angel. Perhaps an angel God had sent him to. Like he was supposed to find you. For him to find his own angel.

When you went on that date with Kai, it had turned into three more the following two weeks. He mentioned that he had a group of friends that are helping him with the campaign and the more he revealed about it, the closer you got to the truth, at least that is what you thought. It sounded like a cult whenever he rambled on about anything that involved these ‘friends’ and whether or not it was true, it was something you wanted to find out. It took Kai persistent asking and a little push to allow you to ultimately bring you to his house where for some reason you felt weirdly comfortable. The friends or members you came to know were Winter, his sister, Beverly, Ivy, Gary, Samuel, Meadow and Tex, who had been tending to Kai like servants since you had entered his house which instantly confirmed your suspicions. But it didn’t scare you away. A man able to convince the partly smart people had to confirm some sort of high intelligence and if Kai wanted to make you part of his team or not, in your heart you had already made up your mind: you wanted to join. What did you have left to lose? A life? Family? Job? Perhaps.But when does another opportunity like this present itself. To become infatuated with a dangerously powerful man? Never. Maybe you could change him if you truly wanted to but right now, he was perfect. You would become his angel and he’d be your cult leader.

‘Kai,’ you said as you all gathered across the couches, some of their heads tuning your way. ‘Can I ask you something?’

‘Of course, Y/n. Anything,’

‘Are you guys behind the murders that have been happening?’

Now every head turned your way. You could hear the outside wind blowing through the trees, uneven breaths as you uttered your question. Why was it so shocking? They were the murderers. You knew it and sooner or later someone else would’ve found out.

‘It’s fine if you are. You don’t have to deny it.’ You saidly, letting out a small chuckle. ‘I saw a clown costume stashed on the couch and I saw one of them go into Chang's house.’

You saw Meadow stare at the ground. Must’ve been her. Kai looked back at the costume you had nudged your eyes at and confirmed it was Meadows when he gave her a cold stare she didn’t notice.

‘Why?’ Kai turned his head back to look at you with a weirdly twisted smile that made your stomach churn. ‘Do you like that we kill people? Does that excite you?’

‘Honestly I like it and yes. I mean I was attracted to you before but now I really fucking like you,’

His eyebrows softened as you said your words.

‘Can I come and watch a killing?’

Kai had given the others a look to which they all started moving towards the stairs, further confirming the authority he had over them. In a matter of seconds the basement was empty and his presence within the walls grew dramatically. Like smoke he expanded into every crevice of the room, hovering over you like poisonous gas that crept into every cell of your body. Watching your every move like he was a deity. ‘You want to watch a killing?’

‘Yes.’ You replied.

‘What if you were to pick out the person to be killed?’

‘I think I’d like that even more,’ you could feel a tinge of warmth collect on the apples of your cheeks, avoiding eye contact as Kai’s eyes held the most sinful stare you had seen.

‘Who?’

You looked up from between your eyebrows, ‘My ex-boyfriend,’ you started already seeing Kai’s nostrils flare with jealousy. ‘Cheated on me when I gave him nothing but the woman I thought he deserved. Now he deserves to die.’

Kai came awfully close, a chill taking over your body as he placed his large hands on your arms with a firm grip. Tighter than normal; possessive, like a hunter holding its fragile prey. ‘Tonight. Meet us here at 11pm and I swear you will get your revenge, little angel.’ Lust protruded between your frames, like hot heavy steam that fogged up your glasses if you go too close, but went back when you stepped back trying to calm your nerves. Like a priest in a confessional booth he made you nervous. Like he could see into the most intimate parts of your soul; feel you; see you like no one could. The way his voice penetrated your ears telling you what to do. Siren-like commands that you had complete control over yet wanted to treat him like your leader.

Later that evening when you returned back to Kai’s house, you saw everyone dressed in the clown costumes you had seen entering and exiting the Chang’s house only now there were less red stains than before. Meadow lifted up a black trash back with a fading smile. ‘Kai only gave me a few hours' notice. Hope it fits.’ You opened the bag to find a sort of skirt and top with pink and black stripes with a mask that reminded you of a scarier version of a childhood clown you had once encountered at an amusement park where you momentarily got separated from your parents leaving you terrified and vulnerable. Getting changed went by quick and by them time you had gotten into your new outfit, Winter hd already started the van so that as soon as you entered the back of the vehicle, Winter started driving down similar streets you took whilst dating the boy who was in for a sweet treat tonight. Kai kept eyeing you the entire time. Maybe he tried to find a momentary weakness; a flinch of regret, anything he deemed not worthy, but he never found an ounce of repression, only the focus of a woman who knew exactly what and how she was going to do it. The walk to your ex’s house was filled with a relaxing quietness. The calm before the adrenaline would rush through your veins ready to lift you to the clouds as you took in the feeling of satisfaction. The lights were on in his bedroom, the room you had found him in inches deep in the girl you had thought to be your friend at the time. The door creaked almost too loud as Samuel pried open the door with a bolt, waving the rest of the group towards him as he checked the inside of the kitchen. Samuel let you lead the way with the floor plans ingrained into your mind as you had the others on your trail awaiting you to let them know when you stood outside his door. Marshall—said ex-boyfriend was blasting old rap music so you knew he was showering. He said the shower provided him with the need to rap and listen to old hip hop. One of his quirks you had learned to love but now loathed. With the song changing to Eminem’s discography, the music you sang together later to find him fucking her to Evil Seed brought up a fire in your stomach ready to unleash. Kai came up behind you and placed his hand on your shoulder telling you to go in. Feeling a bump of confidence, you opened the door and walked across his room to where his bathroom door stood shut. You decided to not wear the mask Meadow had given you to let Marshall feel calm before real intentions were laid before him.

You opened the door, Marshall’s shower steam covering his body behind the glass, eyes shut, mouth moving to the songs. You walked over slowly, yet he never noticed anything until you had said Hello, inches away from him. Marshall jumped back almost losing balance, wide eyes and raised eyebrows relaxing when he realised it was you, a faint chuckled escaping him as he reached for the music box to turn down the music.

‘What are you doing here?’ He asked nicely, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

‘I missed you.’

‘You left me.’

‘I know. I think it was a mistake.’

He didn’t answer.

‘I wasn’t good enough and should’ve been better so that you wouldn’t have to look for the missing part of me in other women. My fault for not being good enough.’

‘You really want to get back together?’

‘Yes,’ you came closer, reaching for his cock to palm him. He lifted his head, lip quivering as he fought to keep his eyes open. He lowered his head to say something by the way he had opened his mouth but when he opened his eyes again, his knotted eyebrows staring past you had made you aware that the others must’ve been behind you by now.

‘Who are they?’

‘My friends.’ You continued to pump his cock, giving you complete control over him with a single motion. You could feel Kai’s eyes slicing into your back but it didn’t matter. You weren’t enjoying stroking his cock because you wanted him, all you needed was control and for a man irresistible to a handjob it was the perfect weapon to be used. ‘They’re here to help me.’

‘With what?’

‘To kill you.’

‘What.’

‘You hurt me, Marshall. You tossed me aside and fucked another woman. You broke my heart.’ Your grip tightened around him, the pressure inching him closer to coming. ‘Now I have to do the same. To move on.’

‘What—What the fuck are you on about, Y/n.’ He tried to push you away but you pulled him closer with a tug. ‘Get out.’

‘No.’

‘Leave or I’ll call the fucking cops.’

‘Fine,’ you said. ‘Can I take what’s mine at least?’ You stared past the others into the old room you were sure still had a few of your items you had forgotten about.

‘Sure but after I want you to fucking leave.’

‘Okay.’ You smiled.

A low-pitched scream filled the bathroom door as you stared at Marshall whose eyes rolled into the back of his head, hand flying to his front only to find his cock in your hands, red dripping from both of you as you threw it over your shoulder. ‘I’ll take the rest of you with me.’

After you had gotten your revenge on Marshall, you stood around him in a circle, covered in blood splatters and sweat pearls.

‘That was the most beautiful thing I have ever done and seen.’ You breathed, catching your breath as you stared at the bloody sight.

Kai stared at you with heart eyes. He could’ve gotten down on one knee that second and asked you to marry him but the thought of you palming Marshall less than twenty minutes ago had made his eyes go dark, a wave of anger and jealousy consuming him entirely as he stormed off downstairs. You immediately followed him to see him slide off his clown head, baby hairs sticking to his temples, nostrils flaring like they had before at his home. He was angry.

‘Why did you do that?’ He growled.

‘I did it because Marshall cannot say or do anything when his cock feels good. I wanted to control him one last time. Why? Did it make you jealous?’

‘Yes it fucking did?’ He bellowed, spit coming from his mouth as he strutt towards you, pushing you into the wall, his hand around your throat as he came dangerously close. ‘You tell me you basically like me and then touch another man’s cock. Are you a whore? Why did you do it!’

‘Would it make you feel better if I touched you now?’

‘Don’t play with me.’ He snarled, his grip on your throat now so tight you could feel the air thinning. ‘You’re mine.’

‘I know.’

‘Say it!’

‘I’m yours.’

‘And don’t you forget it.’ He pulled you to his lips by your throat, releasing the pressure that had bound you to half breaths.

He was your leader and you were his angel. In the end it was him and you. Only a love that you could understand and that was fine because you didn’t want to share any part of him anyway.

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melonbellys · 10 months

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„i didnt want to, but you made it sooo easy..“

Kai Anderson - without consent.

This is my first post on here, it‘s just a drabble that rotted in my notes for a while, just for my own imagination.. lmao

Warning: this is a piece of FICTION with just pure non consent, if this makes you uncomfortable i advise you to scroll.

non-consent, p in v, reader is female, LOTS of dirty talk, degrading, praising, age gap (reader is 20, he‘s 30.) , reader was a virgin, choking, daddy kink if you squint, kai on adderall, deepthroating, fingering (reader receiving) , yeah if i missed something pls comment..

word count: 1,709

kai n i met in a vinyl store, he caught my eye and i went up to him, saying how him buying a vinyl is „sooo lana-del-ray“, making fun of him. he didnt mind and he even laughed along me, i asked him if the coffee he had in his hand was good and now im here, stuck in this cult, kai kissing my neck and calling me ugly names.

„i bet you get wet even thinking about me.“ he said, full of confidence, touching my needy cunt through my panties.

„tell me how much you want me to destroy your tiny cunt“ he rubbed his fingers roughly over my clothed-clit, it hurt. a lot.

„p-please.. let me go.“ i say with tears in my eyes.

„if you didnt want this your panties wouldn’t be soaked, you dumb little slut.“ he was visibly hard, touching me, raping me.

„please, kai.“ tears keep streaming down my face as he undresses my lower half.

„if you gave in, it wouldnt hurt as much.“ he kept on talking, at this point i was saying nothing.

kai slapped my face, his deep, black eyes digging through my reddened eyes.

„c-can we do this… when im ready?“ i say again, crying as i was still a virgin, a 20 year old virgin, while he was 30.

„you want me to, i know that you want it. your wetness tells me otherwise.“ he keeps rubbing his thumb over my cunt, making me gasp and whine.

„i- kai please i dont want you to take my virginity!“ i yell out into his face, his hand holding my face, his thumb stuffed deep inside my mouth, playing with my tongue now.

„virgin? you‘re a virgin? god…. i want to rip your pretty pink pussy open with my cock…“ he rambles him taking off my panties immediately now.

„please no! kai please…“ i cry now.

„you crying makes it even better, you are such a good toy.“ he spits on my face and i felt myself get wetter from his touch, just a natural response and i hated it.

„you disgust me; you are just a hole for me to fuck, do you understand?“ his hand was still stuck in my mouth, fucking his fingers into my throat as i try to pull away.

„i bet your little mouth would feel soooo good around my dick baby. if only you‘d stop crying.“ he was so mad at me, he knew i was interested in him but not into him sexually.

„if only you would give in.“ he says before he bites my own lip, i try to kick him away but it only ends with him holding my legs.

„why wont you be a good girl, hm? always have to ruin everything.“ he chokes me so hard that i cant even think straight, my legs resting on his shoulder.

i cry out again but i lose myself in his touch, i couldnt fight him so i just went limp.

„thats it, i knew you wanted this.“ his finger enter my cunt roughly, fucking his digits into my core, moaning and crying as he does what he does.

„your tight little pussy had me hooked from the start, the moment i saw you i knew how good it‘d feel.“ tears keep running down, i was trying to pretend this was a nightmare, a movie.. some kind off horrible porn thatd only weird people would watch.

„i never care about girls, i only fuck them, usually they thank me. kai you made me cum so hard, thank you daddy.“ he mimics some other girl, which probably didnt happen and he just said for his own pleasure.

„im just making sure you think of me when someone else fucks you, slut.“

„IM A VIRGIN! IM NOT A SLUT.“ i yell at him as he stuffs my wet panties in my mouth.

„SHUT UP.“ he yells even louder than me.

„be happy im prepping you.“ he said as he rammed his fingers in continuously, not even making me feel good and hitting the spot that id liked, it hurt. so much.

„does that feel good? i bet it does.“ he spoke through gritted teeth as his whole arm moved now, i shook my head violently and he took out the panties and stuffed his fingers in my mouth instead.

„tell me, is that not your cunt? does it not taste like you? hm?“ his nails dig into me, it felt close to cutting me.

„if it didnt feel good you wouldnt be this wet.“ his eyes were emotionless, he was clearly on some sort of drug, as i saw him do it.

„god babygirl, you had such whore potential, if only you didnt wanna leave.“

he said, referencing a few minutes ago, where the moment i entered his house, he started kissing me, i gave in to the kisses but said no to sex. his kisses felt good for a second, before his hand moved to my skirt and i said that i cant and had to leave.

„you have to expect that to happen, you are worth nothing. absolutely NOTHING. only just a cunt to fuck.“

he pushed me on the bed and threw my panties to the side completely, his fingers loged so deeply in my throat that i would gag.

„i want you to gag on my cock so bad, but im nice to you.“ he smiles, kissing my nose.

he turned me around and spoke „get on all fours, i dont want to see you cry anymore.“ i protest and sit up, before he pushed me down again.

„nu-uhuh.“ his tongue clicked.

„baby… come on.“ he whispered.

„p-please… be careful.“

i cry out again and again, begging for him to NOT rip me apart.

„okay, i promise.“ he spoke in a soft tone, this was oddly reassuring. even if i was raped it didnt hurt as mu-

he didnt even bother to turn me around now, and aligned himself with my entrance. before saying anything his cock slammed so deep and hard into me that i only could scream, him quickly shutting me up with a blanket in my mouth which he held there.

„fuck baby, you‘re so fucking tight, god.“ he spoke through gritted teeth, raping my cunt as tears wont stop streaming, it hurt so bad.

it stung, his dick was so thick… and long i felt it hit my cervix and when i looked down, i looked at the bulge in my tummy.

„you… argh~ fuck, so good.“ he couldnt even say a coherent sentence, screaming into his hand that held the blanket there.

his cock felt so warm, the sensation was new… but it hurt… more physiologically than physically.

i started to give in now, loosening up a bit, knowing it would hurt less.

„now you‘re a good slut, you take my cock so well.“ he says as he takes me by my hair to face me.

„i wish i could hear your moans and curses, but all you do is cry.“ he says as he kept slamming himself into me.

i shake my head, pulling out the blanket before i speak.

„k-kai… let me speak.“ he kept pushing deeper.

he takes out the towel completely.

„cumming?“ he jumps to the conclusion quickly. i shake my head.

„kai… it hurts so much!“ i cry out again before he slows down.

„i‘ll be nice.“ he says before his fingers touch my clit again, making me gasp.

he goes slower, hitting my sweetspot now too, making me moan loudly, giving into the sensation.. i tried to pretend he wasnt raping me.

„it feels so good.“ i say, trying to satisfy him, maybe he would stop.

„i told you baby, hm? sex is sooo fucking nice.“ he says before he whispers into my ear again.

„are you gonna cum? tell me when you are close. i want you to cum in my mouth.“ this made me feel sick, i didnt want his mouth on me, especially not on my womanhood.

i had hoped he was done, but he wasnt.

„im gonna fuck your pretty mouth too, you‘ll like that right?“ i dont say anything and keep moaning, him hitting my cervix again.

i didnt want it. i wanted it to end. so bad.

„p-please stop.“ i cry out again and again.

„no… you‘re just starting to make me like you.“ he kisses me, his tongue deep into my mouth and i let out a hum.

„i didnt want to rape you, but you made it soooo easy.“ his words hurt, he was traumatizing me even more.

„k-kai… why are you doing this?“ i look him right into his eyes, for the first time that day.

„dont… look at me.“ he turns my head away.

„i dont want you to look at me.“ he says as he slaps me again, just hurting me even more.

„im fucking you cuz i want to, bitch.“ he goes even harder now, i was probably bleeding too now and as he got even more rough now, my eyes seemed to upset him.

„you‘re on birthcontrol, right?“ he speaks through his teeth as he seemingly was close

„n-no, please… kai dont, just use my mouth!“ i beg as i look into his eyes again, trying to awaken the guy thats inside of his shell.

„and now we are begging, i told you you wanted it.“ yea. sure wanted it. definitely not trying to avoid pregnancy.

he pulls out of me with a hiss, my heat was hurting, swollen and just pulsating.

his hands rest on it and he looks at me, i felt sore.

„my dick is coated with your fucking juice, clean it up like a good little girl.“ he said as he ripped open my mouth, his tip resting on my lips.

„you have such a pretty mouth, put it to good use.“

he pushes his cock deep inside, my tongue gliding against it.

„mhhm, thats what i meant baby.“ he bucks his hips in my mouth as he holds me by my hair, i kept gagging.

„too big, huh?“ no, too rough.

tears were streaming down my face, and my eyes roll back.

„my fucked out slut.“ he speaks inbetween animalistic grunts.

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED !! pls comment n reblog maybe ! :3 i lov you

this is my first post, so again… pls dont be mean.

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kit-walk3r · 10 months

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The Naked Truth (Kai Anderson x fem!reader)

Kai finds you working in a bar and draws you in to join his cult.

Warnings: sex references, slight sexual harassment & references to hypothetical sexual assault (none by Kai)

Note: my first Kai fic! Hopefully you all like it :)

You were working in a bar when Kai came into your life. Your life had been feeling… unfulfilled and every night in that bar was another night of chaos.

Kai didn’t particularly catch your eye at first, despite the vibrant blue hair. It was a busy night and you were preoccupied with what appeared to be a bachelor party occupying the right side of the bar. As to be expected from most bachelor parties they were loud and vulgar and you weren’t blind to the intense and invasive stares they were sending in your direction.

Things were fine at first, albeit a little loud. But the more the boys began to drink the rowdier they got and the more lewd comments they made in your direction. You attempted to ignore them, having been subjected to them most nights in your job, but it didn’t make you any less uncomfortable.

You were pouring the group another round of shots when one of them grabbed your wrist. You gasped, taken by surprise by the sudden physical contact, and looked at the guy who grabbed you with shocked eyes. His own eyes had an uncomfortable glint in them and honestly? It kind of scared you.

“What you doing later?” The guy asked in a low tone (probably an attempt to sound seductive). You ignored his question, and tugged your arm out of his grip before turning away from the party, taking a nervous breath.

You could hear the guys laughing, and your face heated up in a feeling of shame and embarrassment.

“Oh, come on!” The guy you rejected hollered. “Don’t be such a tease!” Another round of laughter came from the group.

“Hey! Do you wanna show some fucking respect?” Demanded a strong voice. You looked over to the opposite side of the bar to see a blue haired stranger scowling in the direction of the rowdy bachelor party.

You were taken aback by this guy’s intervention. You didn’t realise that anyone was paying attention to your situation, let alone even consider that someone would try to help.

The guys weren’t too impressed with the blue haired man’s interruption. “No one was asking you, pal,” the one who grabbed you slurred. More laughter.

“Well, I just don’t think there’s any need for you to be such an asshole to a pretty little lady,” he said and you blushed again, this time at him calling you “pretty little lady” as opposed to the degrading things the bachelor group had been calling you.

“Whatever, man,” your harasser grumbled, and the boys went back to their own business, but with less lewd comments thrown in your direction.

You looked back at the stranger, ready to thank him for his help, but he had gone.

- - -

You finished your shift around midnight, closing time for the bar. It was dark, and there was a chill in the air as you left the building. The atmosphere was ever so slightly frightening, but you had done the walk back to your flat alone almost every shift and remained perfectly fine, so there was nothing to worry about.

Or so you thought.

As you were walking around the street corner away from the bar you heard a familiar group of laughter. You stopped walking, freezing momentarily as a sense of panic shot through you. You could see the bachelor party guys not too far down the street, and nerves filled you. The last thing you wanted was for the guys who had been harassing you at the bar to find you when you were outside alone in the dark, and they were severely intoxicated. You heard the group mumbling to each other and, although what they were exactly saying wasn’t audible, you guessed that you were the topic of conversation judging from how they were suddenly looking in your direction.

Alarm bells started going off in your head as you noticed the guys slowly begin to walk in your direction. This was not good. You tried to remain calm and almost succeeded if it wasn’t for the boys' continued laughter.

You took a shaky breath and pivoted, ready to make a break for it when you suddenly bumped into a tall figure. It was the blue haired guy from the bar earlier, the one who had helped you out against the bachelor party.

“Walk,” he simply said before turning around and walking in the opposite direction of the boys. With no hesitation you quickly followed the blue haired man. Was it the smartest move? Perhaps not, but he had helped you earlier and it was surely a better alternative than sticking around with those guys.

You caught up to Kai and the two of you walked side by side, the laughter of the bachelor party growing quieter the further you got away. As you reached the top of the street you turned back to see if they were still following you, but they were nowhere to be seen. It seemed they had finally given up on you.

“They’re gone,” you said, relieved. You looked up at Kai, who was still looking ahead as he continued to walk, very little expression on his face. “Thank you.”

At your gratitude filled words Kai looked down at you. He stopped walking and just simply looked at you. You watched him back until he finally said something.

“Aren’t you ever just bored of the way these people treat you?” Kai asked, his voice soft. “The way they treat you like nothing but a piece of meat to be stared at and drooled over?”

You were shocked at Kai’s sudden words and how personal they were. However, they did also hold some sort of truth so you shrugged. “I guess,” you muttered.

“You’re nothing to these men. You’re just a toy for them to play with, that’s all,” Kai continued. “Just someone for them to mess about with before they go home to their wives and girlfriends. Nothing of any importance.”

The way Kai described you made you feel uneasy, insignificant and a part of you actually believed he was right. Did you really mean anything to anyone?

“But I can see you,” Kai’s voice was soft as he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “You don’t have to be unimportant.”

Your face flushed as you felt the coarse skin of his hand brush against your cheek. Your body filled with warmth as this man who you had just met made you feel things you’d never experienced this way before.

After tucking your hair behind your ear Kai leaned down and pressed a kiss to your heated cheek. Your skin tingled from where his lips made contact and a giddy feeling swelled through you like you were twelve years old with your first crush all over again. You didn’t understand why you were reacting this way, you had literally met Kai just a few hours ago, but there was something about him that was just so captivating that you needed to know him more.

He pulled back and your eyes met each other’s in an intense gaze. Neither of you said anything, you just simply looked at each other. There was something in Kai’s eye, something you couldn’t quite resist. Perhaps something you didn’t want to resist. Yeah, it was definitely way too soon to be doing anything with this man, but what was life without being a little reckless?

You took a breath, inhaling courage. “Wanna go somewhere?” You finally asked, heart beating nervously.

Kai simply grinned.

- - -

“It’s, uh, it’s not much,” you muttered as you let yourself and Kai into your apartment. It was tiny, only a studio so everything was secluded to one room, besides the bathroom but even that was on the small side.

You turned around, ready to apologise to Kai for the small size, but before you got the chance you were met with Kai’s lips hard against your own. You instantly kissed back, hands reaching up to tangle in his long, blue locks as Kai’s own slid down to cup your behind. You let out a gasp, taken by surprise at the feeling of Kai’s hands on you, and he used that to his advantage to deepen the kiss.

Kai began to push you backwards in the direction of your bed, and you happily obliged, stumbling the way there until your back was pressed against the mattress and clothes were being discarded, with the heavy weight of Kai following soon after.

- - -

After what felt like hours later you collapsed back onto your bedsheets, bare body coated in a sheen of sweat as you fought for your breath. Kai fell next to you, panting slightly himself as he recovered from your rough yet passionate activities. He ran a hand through his messed up hair and laid back, arm tucked under his head. He shut his eyes and you used the moment to admire Kai’s nude physique. It didn’t last long, as soon enough he opened his eyes again and caught you staring. He smirked, and your cheeks flushed an even deeper red from both the thrill of Kai’s grin and the embarrassment of being caught staring.

“I’m going to take a shower,” you got up from the bed. “Care to join me?”

Kai said nothing, but simply shook his head. Feeling slightly disappointed, you grabbed a pair of pyjamas from the drawer next to your bed before heading to the bathroom, leaving Kai alone lounging on your bed.

Your shower was quick, you were eager to get back to Kai. There was just something about him that was so enticing and you really enjoyed his company, and not just because he was a great lay (probably the best you had had). It was weird. You felt safe with him, which was odd since you had just met the guy.

Once you were done you were dressed in your pyjamas and back in your room in record time. But Kai wasn’t still in your bed, and his clothes were no longer scattered all over the floor. Well, that was disappointing.

You looked around until you finally spotted Kai in the corner, seated at a small table you had there. He saw you looking at him and motioned for you to come over.

“Sit with me,” Kai nodded to the seat opposite him.

You obliged, sitting in the other chair at the table facing Kai. You watched as he placed his elbow on the table, hand up and pinky finger stretched out.

“Take my pinky,” He said. Your eyes flickered between Kai’s face and his pinky finger, confused. However, you felt compelled to do so, so you slowly linked your pinky finger with his. “Once physical contact has been initiated, you’ve consented to answer all of my questions. Agreed?”

You nodded, hesitantly.

“The naked truth. Brutal honesty.” Kai instructed. You nodded again.

“Were you afraid that those men from the bar would have hurt you, had I not been there?” Kai asked. “That they would have taken advantage of you?”

You slowly nodded. “I was afraid,” you agreed. “But then you were there to protect me.”

“Is that what fills your heart with dread the most?” Kai asked. “Being taken advantage of in such a traumatic way?”

This conversation was getting dark.

“I don’t know,” you answered honestly. “I guess I’ve never really thought about it. I’ve never been in a situation where I actually felt scared like that.”

Kai hummed, accepting your answer. His next question was brutal.

“Those same men. Do you want them dead?” Kai asked, voice cold and serious.

Your eyes widened in shock at his question and you shook your head. “No, of course not!”

“The naked truth,” Kai reminded, staring directly at you. “Those men were bigger than you, they wanted to hurt you. They would have if I hadn’t been there. Do you really want men that cruel, that wicked walking the streets? Having the power to do that to other vulnerable women who don’t have someone there to protect them?”

There was something compelling about Kai’s voice, something so entrancing and hypnotic. You were enthralled by the way he spoke, hanging on to his every word and soon found yourself reconsidering your answer.

You took a deep breath. “Yes.”

Kai arched an eyebrow. “Yes?”

“Yes, I want them dead.” You couldn’t believe you had just said those words.

Kai slowly grinned.

That seemed enough for him and he disconnected your pinkies. As soon as your pinkies were disconnected Kai was leaning over the table to pull you in for another rough kiss. Then another. Then another. And if there was a repetition of your previous activities there on that small table, well, that was your business.

- - -

You woke up the next morning, alone. You were slightly disheartened, yes, but you hadn’t really expected Kai to stay the whole night. You’d had plenty of fun, anyway. You found a note on your nightstand. It said two things: ‘CALL ME’ and a phone number. You grinned at the sight.

After another shower you turned on the TV to see a news report about a group of men in their early twenties found dead in an alleyway, their faces instantly recognisable as the guys harassing you the previous night.

And if you smiled at the news report and dialled the number of the blue haired mastermind you’d just met? Well, that was your business.

•———•

So I get that Kai may seem slightly out of character with what he says about women to the reader but it’s all just part of his plan and manipulation to get the reader on his side. He’s telling the reader what she wants to hear as opposed to what he actually believes. Also, sorry about the lack of smut. I know it’s something that most people would probably wanted.

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Baby Steps

Chapter Two

Kai Anderson x Black Masc!Reader

Summary: You live alone in the cold state of Michigan. You find unexpected comfort in a slightly deranged blue haired man who was not as deranged as he likes to front.

Warnings: None

Images/GIFS are not mine.

Word Count: 2,378

Chapter One

You stare at the text. You weren’t in shock at the fact that he had texted you, you were in shock about when. Chuckling to yourself you send a text.

Hey not at all, I was just thinking about you.

You bit your lip. “Fuck is that weird…shit.” You quickly send another.

We should hang out sometime?

Sighing you get out of your car, unlocking the door and entering your warm home. You relax more the moment you step in, feeling the warmth surround you in a pleasant hug. Taking off your coat and boots has never felt this good unless you’re coming home from an intense day. It wasn’t that you had a bad day, just a bit draining from how many things you did and people you met. Heading down to your basement, you quickly put to wash your dirty clothes. You hated the smell of sweat, especially if you’re not in an environment that should smell like that. You put in your earbuds, listening to a podcast you loved as you put the detergents and fabric softeners in where they needed to be. You hear a ding, reaching for your phone.

you were thinking about me, huh? interesting…

kidding! we should hang out though, what time and place? i’m free all this week.

Rolling your eyes a bit while laughing, you think of when you’re free. The only day you had off was Wednesday and you weren’t doing anything then so it couldn’t hurt. Putting the wet clothes from before you left into the dryer, you think over where you two should hang out. You two could have lunch, you thought. There was going to be something going on downtown anyways so you could both hang out there too.

What about Wednesday? We could go for lunch and I heard something was going on downtown so we could head over there too. I heard there’s this restaurant just two blocks from the gym that’s good.

You wince at how long your text was. It wasn’t your fault that you hate sending quick texts, you felt like you were spamming them. You turn off your phone and focus on your laundry, listening to the podcast once again. Going back up the stairs and grabbed a protein bar from your cupboard. “I have the nasty chocolate ones left? Fuck.” You say to no one in particular. Chewing on the protein bar, you scroll through Hulu, humming as you watch Keeping Up With the Kardashians. Yes you knew they were assholes, it wasn’t your fault that you enjoyed watching rich people being stupid and rich. Your phone vibrates on the table, making you glance at it. Another text from Kai and two from Harrison.

wednesday is good. i’ve been to the restaurant, it’s pretty good. there’s a political thing downtown, you sure you wanna go there?

You sigh, weighing your options. You could go to a political event and be called a bunch of slurs while you’re there or you could go somewhere else. You weren’t too political yourself but you needed to stay in the loop. It’s very often that people tried to take your rights away. You were gay and black, it was truly a gamble. You were glad you could defend yourself, your father making you take defense classes when you were little. Sure you hated going but now you were grateful. You decided that you’d rather not have to deal with dumbass people.

Nah, I’d rather not go. Maybe we could go to that botanical garden? I haven’t been there.

You blinked once before getting a text back.

you haven’t been?! definitely going there. want me to pick you up? we could also just meet at the restaurant at around 12:30?

Thinking for a second you shake your head, calling him. Your leg softly bounces as you hear the dialing tone. “It was easier to just call right?” You hear Kai say from the other side of the call. Laughing you nod to yourself. “Well yeah, my fingers kinda got tired. We could meet at the restaurant then walk to the garden. It’s not far from it.” You say as you scroll through google maps. “Oh hell yeah, let’s do it.” Kai says, on the other side of the call he watches his tv silently. Smirking a bit as he spoke to you on the phone, he built a plan in his head. He knew you were alone in this life an he was already infatuated with you. Soon the phone call ended and Kai frown as he stared at his phone. “Already? It’s only 12 am…” He groans as he stands, pacing around the basement. Kai’s hands run through his blue hair, helping him plan a way for you to be in the cult.

Winter sighs as she watches her brother pace around. “Kai, you can’t really win him over looking like that.” She says, coming down the stairs. “Go shower and let me help you.” Kai looked at her, slightly offended. “I look fucking great like this. You should’ve seen the way he looked at me.” He says, causing Winter to roll her eyes a bit. “I love you but you literally reek of sweat. I just know he hates that.” She says, shrugging. “But suit yourself.” She starts walking up the stairs before Kai grabs her arm whispering, “no, help me.”

The morning of the meet up, Kai showers and takes his time, wanting to look his almost best. He would only give you his best when you two were together, ruling the fucking world. Winter silently helps him with his hair, only speaking when asking what he wanted to do with it. “Leave it down. Just dry it…I’d look good like that right?” He looks at her, for the first time she sees her old Kai. Not the Kai that would kill anyone just to prove a point. She saw her shy older brother that was nervous when he would talk to any person that was slightly hotter than the norm. “You would look good like that. I can use that oil I put in mine whenever I blow dry it. You know, the one that makes my hair look vibrant and soft.” She says, smiling a bit as Kai settles down in front of her to let her take control. It wasn’t often that he did this so she quickly got to work. Her hands were gentle as she detangled and softly massaged any place where there was a bit of pulling. She was careful to not burn him or his hair while she dried it, turning him around to style it better in the front. “There…you look really handsome.” She says, smiling more at him.

Kai nods and clears his throat, his little façade coming back as he looked back up at her. “Thank you…I’ll see you later.” He says, walking to his room to prepare himself more. As he walks towards the door, Winter quickly stops him, fixing his shirt. “There, okay go.” She says, acting as if he was still her shy older brother. He lets a smile peek through, letting her know the real Kai was still there, before leaving. The drive to the restaurant was quiet. He didn’t like playing music since he wanted to focus on how he wanted to present himself. Part of him felt bad that he was hiding himself from you, it always happened when he had to. The only difference was that he felt different when talking to you. He felt like when him and Winter would go to the hills and go down the snowy slopes on their little sleds. He felt like how him and his brother would go and get some food from whatever convenience store was open.

Kai’s eyes widen as he falls into realization that he felt as though you were home. He frowned and shook his head. Sure he had been watching you for months and made sure you were the one he needed in his deranged plans but that didn’t mean he had to fall in love. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. His mind was racing until he hears his phone ring. He didn’t even see who was calling, he just picked up. “Hello?” He says, he voice slightly wavering. “Hey Kai! I’m already here, I got a table and everything. Are you almost here?” All of his thoughts silence and a smile makes it’s way to his face. “Oh yeah, I’m already here. I’m about to get out of my car. I’ll talk to you when I get inside okay?” He says and soon hangs up, quickly making his way over to the small restaurant.

His eyes scan the place, searching for you before he even gets to the greeter. “I see my friend over there, can I just…” he says to her and she quickly nods, smiling. “Of course, let me get you a menu.” She says as he starts to head over to you. “I’m finally here. Miss me?” He says to you with a teasing smile. Kai’s heart flutters as he sees your face light up. Rolling your eyes, you laugh. “We literally saw each other yesterday, Kai.” He smiles at the mention of his name. He liked the way his name sounded when you said it. “We did but that was what? 12 hours ago? 12 hours is a long time.” Kai says, taking the menu and looking over it. “What should we drink?” He asks you, reading the options.

“I think I’m going to have water. I drank coffee this morning and if I have anymore caffeine, I’ll run on auto pilot.” You say, your gaze drifting over to him. Kai’s hair looked different to you, it looked soft and shiny. It was also not in his usual bun; he looked pretty like this. Your eyes trail down to his hands and you notice his small tattoo of a thumbs up. You don’t even notice him calling your name until that hand snaps it fingers at you. “Earth to Y/n?” He says, smiling at you. “I asked if you already knew what you wanted.” You shake your head a bit and look back up at his face. “No, I can’t choose between the pasta or the salad.” You see the waitress come over and ask for drinks, you saying water and Kai saying sprite. As soon as she left, you ask Kai which dish to get. He chooses one and smiles as you agree to it. When the waitress comes back with the drinks, she takes the orders.

As you two wait, you talk about anything and everything. You start to notice that he had a façade, he would switch between himself and the Kai Anderson he wanted you to like. The way he would get a little excited to talk about certain things before he realized that he needed conceal himself. The way his hands would slightly tremble when he was acting. “Kai, stop talking.” You say, interrupting him mid sentence. You see his eyes become unfocused and anger flash through them for a second before focusing on you. You both stayed silent as you communicated though touch, taking his hand in yours before speaking. “Drop whatever mask you have. I’m tired of watching you put it back on every time we talk about something you like.” You say in a soft tone, watching as Kai’s eyes unfocused again.

Kai’s mind was racing. How could you tell? Was he obvious? No, he was a master at this skill. This was how he worked. “I’m sorry.” Was the first thing he said to you. “I just really want you to like me.” He pulls his hand away from yours before smiling. His eyes were focused again and alert. His hands weren’t trembling. “How did you know?” He asks, looking at you with interest. “Your body language. Your hands shake a little when you’re acting.” Kai’s eyes widen a little. Only Winter would know things like that. She always noticed when he was acting. “You and my sister are so alike. Winter says the same thing.” You look up at the mention of her name. “Winter? She’s your sister? Wait…” You rack your brain trying to remember if a friend of yours had siblings. “Holy shit, that’s why Anderson sounded familiar. She was in a few of my classes in highschool.” You say, smiling brightly. “How is she?” Kai was a bit surprised and disappointed. Winter didn’t tell him you knew her. “She’s good, she lives with me right now actually.” He says, his leg bouncing a bit under the table. “I missed her. Tell her I said hi.”

After lunch, Kai and you walk towards the garden just like planned. “You should leave your hair down more often.” You say as you untie your own. Kai chuckles and nods. “I’ll do it just for you.” He says and looks over at you. “How does…all that work? Your hair I mean.” Kai’s tone was hesitant, he didn’t want to offend. “It’s a journey. I use the locs to kinda track how far I’ve come. That and I really like my hair like this.” You say, smiling at him to melt away any thoughts he had. Kai hums in understanding. “I like it on you. I actually think it’s hot.” He says in a neutral tone, no paying any mind to how you pause in your steps. “You think I’m hot?” You tease a bit, trying to mock him in a way. “Yeah, so hot. Like right now, I wish we were kidding.” Kai says, laughing right after.

The moment he said that was the moment you realized how comfortable it was to talk to him. You also realize how much you wanted to always hang around him. “Those are dangerous words, sir.” Kai glances at you and lets out a dry chuckle, swallowing to sooth his now dry throat. “No way…” you say. “You did not just expose yourself like that.” Kai looks at you confused. “How did I do that?” You smirk and shake your head. “Never mind…oh look we’re here.” You say, leaving him wondering what you meant.

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could you write some smut ab evan being jealous?

I Don’t Share

Evan Peters

TW smut smut smut. Pretty dirty. 18+

Let’s just pretend I didn’t just take a 4 month hiatus 🫣. Anyways😅 enjoy! Didn’t proofread btw!

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“Are you always this funny?!” Finn (Wittrock) laughed along side of you, his hands on either side of his head as if you blew his mind. Your own loud laughter filled the dressing room, your head nodding to his question in confidence.

“I…” you start, struggling to catch your breath, “I am, in fact. I find myself to be quite the comedian!” Your laughter simmers to a quieter giggle, your eyes still looking at him confidently. He nods along, agreeing with your statement.

“I believe it! I can’t believe I haven’t sat and visited with you like this before. You really help lighten the mood and take some pressure off.” You smile at his light praise, not thinking anymore into it other than a new friend who happened to find you as funny as you like to think yourself to be.

“I try to stand back and not get in the way. I really enjoy watching Evan in his element. Meeting all of you happens to be a great plus.” You shrug lightly, nonchalantly.

“You’re something else. God, a mood, really! I’m glad I had the chance to finally have a real conversation to you. And not disappointed in the least!” He nudges your arm lightly with his as another string of giggles leaves both of your mouthes.

“I’m glad I could be at your service!” You joke, lifting your chin proudly.

As your conversation with Finn continues over the next hour, Evan frowns in the middle of his scene once again, overhearing it from the distance, causing the scene to be cut.

“Peters?!” The director yells in question. “The hell is your problem? Stay in character, this is the FOURTH time we’ve had to cut a scene for godsake!” Everyone glanced at Evan curiously, though he just lets out a deep breath and nods. “Right. Let’s take a break people!”

Everyone begins filing out for their short break. Even stands watching everyone while his ears zone in on the sounds of yours and Finn’s laughter still filling the whole building. He has no reason to be jealous, he wholeheartedly trusts you, but that pit of burning rage in his stomach can’t be helped. Usually, you’re out here, watching him, laughing with him. Usually, he gets to admire the beautiful sound of your giggles and the stunning sight of your smile. But today, you’re out of his sight, laughing with someone else, someone else admiring you the way he does. And it just doesn’t help that it’s a great coworker of his.

Finally, Evan peels himself from his spot in the middle of the set up and makes his way to the dressing room. The laughter between you and Finn loudens and the jealousy within Evan grows.

Before he marches into the dressing room, Evan manages to stop himself at the door and gather himself enough to make it less noticeable that he’s jealous. He clears his throat and knocks at the door before opening and walking in. Unfortunately, the sigh of you on the couch with Finn next to you, practically on and drooling over you, only furthers his jealously.

“Hey babe!” You grin at Evan, whose eyes are only on Finn. He quickly shoots you a smile before dropping it and clearing his throat, again.

“Hey, y/n, can I steal you for a minute? Got something to show you.” His smiles lessens to a tight lipped grin, and you quickly realize something is off with him. Your once giggling self now serious. You nod to Evan before looking over to Finn who gives you a knowing smile and nod.

Pushing yourself from the couch, you make your way to Evan who guides you past him and out the door, closing it behind him.

“Is everything oka-“

Your quickly cut off by Evan pulling you into a dark room, shutting the door and locking the two of you inside.

You stand in the middle of the small room, the smell of bleach and other cleaning products suggesting it’s the janitors closet, staring at Evan with confusion, what you can see of him on the dark anyways.

“What is up with you?” Your demeanor changes as you cross your arms over your chest and tilt your head to the side with an annoyed look on your face.

All you can make out of him is his body standing before you, still. Until his arms moves behind his head and the sound of scratching suggests he is, awkwardly, itching the back oh his head.

“Evan, seriously, what’s your-“

“Finn.” He interrupts you. You raise your eyebrow, waiting for him to elaborate.

“What about Finn-“

“He was flirting with you!” Evan barks loudly. Taken back, you drop your arms to your side and squint at him trying to see him better but to no avail.

“Jesus, is there not a light in here?!” You huff, turning and moving your hands all over the wall feeling for a light switch. You weren’t trying to divert the statement, but you just didn’t realize that’s what was happening, if it really was.

Through your quick hand movements against the wall, you suddenly feel Evans body move closer to yours, till he was practically against you. Your hands again drop to their sides as you stare into the darkness where Evan is. You can feel the tension, so thick you could cut it with a knife, but fuck was it turning you on. You could hear his deep breaths mixed with yours, feel the heat radiating from his body onto yours, you wanted nothing more than to fall into his lips but it was like you were paralyzed, wondering what was going through his mind.

Your body jolts slightly in surprise as the light suddenly turns on, looking above you and seeing Evans hand releasing the long beaded rope to the single lightbulb on the ceiling. A half chuckle escapes from your lips nervously as you look back to Evan, his dark eyes already peering into you, making the wind feel as if it’s knocked from your lungs.

Not often do you see this side of Evan. He’s a kind, gentle man. Even in bed. If you want it rough, you have to practically beg him because he just isn’t. It isn’t in him, despite what’s seen on TV. He’s an actor, after all. So to see him now, looking so dark and almost cold — it’s different. But damn, does it turn you on like nothing else.

You clear your throat as you attempt to stare him back down, but failing miserably.

“I didn’t know he was flirting with me, Evan.” You glance back to his unfaltering stare before looking away. “Really. He sat down and we just started visiting. I cracked a few jokes because the entire cast seemed on edge. It lightened the mood. That’s all it was to me. If it was more to him, I had no idea.” You explain in all honesty. It was a good time laughing with Finn, but you never looked at it more than a friend and a friend having a good time with a few good laughs.

But Evan didn’t find it funny. And he knows your part is truth, but it doesn’t stop the jealousy on the other end.

You are his, and his only.

After a few more awkward seconds of silence, you groan, shifting from one foot to the other. “Evan, seriously!” You whisper/yell, now finally looking into his eyes as he was yours, but within the second, Evan had you pinned against the closet wall. It had taken you by surprise, a breath drawn in and being held as you piece together what had just happened.

His face was so close to yours now, and all you could do was stare at his perfect, pink lips.

“I don’t share.” Your eyes flicker up to his in surprise at his words. Your lips part to say something but before you had a chance, his own lips crash onto them in a deep, passionate, open-mouthed kiss.

You melt into him, his arms holding you up by your waist now, until you find the strength to slide your arms up his biceps and onto either side of his face pulling him to you more if it were even possible. He allows you to hold onto him, pull on him, whatever it was you wanted to do he’d let you, because he was just as much yours as you were his.

Finally pulling away for some air, he looks back down at you noticing your now perfectly swollen pink lips, a half smile appearing on his own with pride. “I don’t share.” He repeats.

You gaze up at him in awe, a complete desperate mess against his body.

You nod slowly. “I don’t want you to.”

Evan let’s out a deep throaty sigh, quickly grabbing the bottom of your shirt and pulling it up with your sports bra, your arms raising to allow them to slide off you with ease, his hands immediately returning to your waist and gripping it so tightly it almost hurt, and pulling you back into a kiss.

Your hands quickly slide down his body and find the buttons of his jeans, fumbling with in an attempt to get them off him. His hands meet yours as he helps in undoing them and pulling them down enough to give him some freedom before moving to your athletic leggings. His fingers hoop underneath and slide them down your legs, wriggling yourself out of them as well and leaving you bare.

Without hesitation, Evans hand scoop you up from under your thighs and rest you against his waist, the wall helping hold you as well as your legs that wrap around him. His lips quickly meet your neck, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses down to your collar bone.

“I would’ve liked your shirt off..” you hum, your head falling against the wall as you take pleasure in the feeling his lips have against your cold skin. You hear a chuckle from him, smiling slightly at knowing he was feeling less tense about the situation.

Evans head lifts and his eyes meet yours again. He takes a moment to gaze at you, taking in your beauty and rejoicing in the feeling of knowing you felt the same, regardless of the jealousy he had previously endured. His hands lifts from your waist and soothes some stray hairs that had fallen onto your face back before letting it rest gently against your head.

“I love you.” He hums, his thumb caressing over your cheek one onto your temple. You breathe in, enjoying this moment while it lasts, before pulling his face back to yours into soft kiss.

But as quick as the moment came, it went, feeling the kiss deepen into more passion and hunger for each other. Evans hands find your own that we’re holding his face, taking them in his and guiding them against the wall. He slides them up until they’re completely above you both, taking them into one of his hands easily and pressing them hard against it now so you had no chance of moving them.

He parts from you just enough to see what he was doing, your eyes watching his every move carefully and excitedly. He grabs ahold of his erection that had been pressing against your thigh this entire time and strokes it, his eyes fluttering shut at the feeling and only turning you on further. It almost hurt how badly your pussy was aching to feel him inside of you.

He finally guides his dick to your entrance, lining it up perfectly and allowing himself to slide into it with ease. Your mouth parts as you moan in unison with him, your head falling back against the wall.

“Fuck…” he hums, “you’re so wet. All for me?” He glances up at you, still in excitement, and you nod quickly, almost aggressively, just ready for him to fuck you.

“Yes, yes” you whimper, attempting to rock your hips for some kind of friction to ease the ache that was still there. “Fuck, please Evan..” you open your eyes and meet his with a desperate pout. Evan grins, his eyebrows raising playfully.

“Please, what?”

You groan quietly. It’s so rare that he makes you beg for him to fuck you, but it was so goddamn hot when he does.

“Please.. please fuck me.” You beg, squeezing your eyes shut as your hips continue their attempt to rock against him for some relief.

“Tell me your mine.” He demands as he pulls out slightly. “Tell me how you only want me to fuck you, that you want Finn to watch so he knows you belong to me.” He’s now almost pulled from you completely, leaving behind a worsening ache and throb in your pussy.

“Fuck Evan! I’m yours! I’m only yours” you take a deep breath trying to control your uneven breathing and trembling, “I want Finn to watch you fuck me so good that he never wants to look at me again” you whine, fulfilling his wishes. You gasp loudly as he thrusts back into you hard, pulling out immediately after.

“Keep going.”

You meet his eyes, surprised with the complete dominance he’s taken right now. And you were happily going to oblige.

“I want Finn to see your cock fucking my dripping cunt so he knows just how wet you make me..” Evan slams himself back into you causing another moan to escape, “I want him to know just how good you make me feel, I want him to know that no one else can fuck me like you do.”

Evan repeats his thrust into you, speeding up with every word that leaves your tongue. His grip on your wrists tighten so much that it’s sure to leave a few marks, but the pain is nonexistent as you disappear into the complete ecstasy feeling that overtakes your body.

“Fuck, yes… I want Finn to watch you make me cum all over your dick.” You moan out, the sound of his hips slapping into yours so loud that surely, everyone has to hear it.

Your legs wrap around his waist tighter as his thrusts grow faster and sloppier. His head falls against your chest, his free hand gripping your waist tightly to keep you in place.

“He’ll know only i can fuck you like this..” Evan repeats your words in a deep groan, his teeth taking your delicate skin on your chest between them and nibbling hard, until a dark purple mark is left. “Only I can mark you when and we’re I want.” He moans, kissing the bruise and resting his forehead against you.

“Fuck yes, don’t stop fucking me Evan” you whimper, your fingers attempting to grip onto his that are still holding them. “I want you to make me cum so good that he can hear it from in here.” You beg.

He grins against your skin, releasing your waist and letting his hand find its way between your bodies until it stops on your clit. He quickly starts circling it with his thumb, your mouth parting in a gasp and your body jolting at the new overpowering sensation.

“Oh right there, yes Evan, fuck!” You whimper put more moans, Evan moaning at the beautiful sounds you make and speeding both his thrusts and his thumb up to help you reach your high. “Oh god, I’m gonna cum” you nod to him as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten more and more with every move he makes.

With one final hard thrust, you crumble into him as your orgasm takes over your body, a long string of moans filling the small closet as your high makes Evan reach his, pulling out and stroking his dick to ride his out, his thumb working on your clit to ride yours out.

As your moans quiet, your legs shake as they attempt to keep themselves wrapped around his waist. Evan slowly releases your wrists from above your head and carefully helps you stand, his hands holding your waist again for support as you catch your breath. You lean yourself back into the wall, lazily smiling up at him as you watch him tuck himself back into his boxers and jeans.

He glanced at you as you watch him on awe and shoots you a nearly embarrassed smile before reaching down for your clothing. He hands your shirt and bra to you before bending down and opening one pant leg and letting you hold onto him as you slip your foot into it, then he opens the other pant leg and slides them up onto your waist. You take a moment to put your shirt on, then lean back into the wall as you stare at each other.

“I’m not sure where that came from..”

“It was hot.” You cut him off. He blinks a few times, his cheeks reddening before pulling you to him into a hug. Your arms wrap around him gently but tightly.

“You never have to worry where my head or heart is at Evan,” you reassure him, feeling him nod into the crook of your neck. “There is not one person on this planet that could ever make me want to give you up. You’re all I could ever want.”

You hear him sigh, feeling his body relax more into your hold.

You hug each other for a few more minutes before finally pulling away, meeting the others eyes.

Evan clears his throat and looks around the room. “Um, I’m pretty sure the whole studio heard us so… sorry for what’s to come when he walk out.”

You press your lips together tightly trying to hide the embarrassed smile, but nod firmly and take ahold of his hand in yours.

“We walk out confidently.” You state, glancing up at him as he tries to stifle the laugh, only making you giggle with him.

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taintandviolent · 5 months

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morally violating ; Kai Anderson x reader

warnings: kai is the warning. okay okay, real warnings: hatefuck (surprise, surprise), female receiving, clothed sex, rough sex, spanking, aggression, choking, degrading language, unprotected sex. a/n: 2.7k words! turned out to be part 2 to my howlin' for you fic. i feel like an anon requested this, but I'll be damned if I can remember which one. if it was you -- here you go! it's late, but who cares. you guys don't care, it's Kai. was originally part of my lazy (and embarrasingly late at this point) kinktober. week two AND three; spanking, clothed sex and degradation. so uh... enjoy. sorry if it's clunky and bad and weird and rushed!

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You swept the blush brush over your cheeks and heaved a sigh. Ultimately, you were disgusted with yourself. Right? It might not have been surface-level, but somewhere, deep down, you really were. You had to be. It was sickening that you hadn’t stopped thinking about the furious fuck you two had had almost two weeks ago. You, as a proud feminist woman, found that very morally violating. Actually, you found Kai very morally violating. And yet, here you were, threading the ribbon of a Red Riding Hood costume through the faux-corset front. You knotted it tightly and gazed in the mirror.

You made a cute Red Riding Hood and your tits sat nicely in this corset. At least there was that. There was the possibility that he wasn’t even going to come, which was probably the best option. There was also the possibility that he would walk through the door with Winter. If the latter happened, you’d feel like a fool in front of your friend, and an absolute pathetic, begging whore in front of her brother.

Which is what you were. You knew Kai would make sure to tell you that.

You heard the first ding of the doorbell. Giving yourself a final once-over, you turned and bolted down the stairs. Your eyes swept over your living room, making sure it was presentable. You’d decorated modestly. Streamers of orange, black and purple hung from the ceiling, those little table top decorations were clustered on your coffee table. Carved pumpkins greeted guests at the door.

With a bright smile on your face, you swung open the door. A cluster of friends from college stood on your doorstep; hugs were exchanged before you ushered them inside. It was non-stop after that. Your guests flooded into your home, and before you knew it, you had to hold your drink above your head to navigate. Within a few hours, you had yourself, by all definitions, a successful party. You were two Red Solo cups deep, and you still hadn’t spotted either of the Anderson siblings.

Your eyes unfocused, watching the throngs of people as they undulated to music and clustered in corners of the room. Reminiscent activities of a college party, some playfully slapped each other, some made out, while others danced, feeling the beat of the song playing. Others had taken to sitting on the staircase, lounging against the wall and the bannister as they chatted.

“Hey there, little Red Riding Hood…” a voice said. Your eyes refocused onto a particular head of blue hair, wavy locks hanging on either side of his face. His dark, brown eyes penetrated — no, violated yours.

“You sure are looking good.” Song quote. Cute. Not.

Everything he said sounded so threatening, even when it was complimentary. Especially when it was complimentary. He was scanning your body like a drill sergeant examining a soldier, scrutinising every minute detail. Intentionally, you puffed your chest out, lifting your cleavage and squaring your shoulders.

“Did you let yourself into my house?” You snapped, incredulously. “Where’s Winter?”

He stiffened, obviously put off by your immediate attitude. “She’ll be here. Later. Had something I needed her to do.”

“The fuck?”

A beat.

“…did you let yourself into my fucking house, Kai?”

“Did you intentionally dress up like Little Red Riding Hood after I dressed up as a wolf?”

Your open mouth closed wordlessly, lips rolling inwards. The question was rhetorical, and answering would only humiliate you further.

“Why don’t we go discuss your choices upstairs?”

You stared at him, a vicious fire burning behind your eyes. Hoping he’d… what? Retract his statement? Run back out the door, finally realising that you weren’t one to be fucked with? Doubtful. He never backed down in front of a woman. Besides, if he did, you’d likely stop him, catching his arm at his bicep and yanking him back towards yourself — because you didn’t want him to leave. And you knew it.

With a huff and a sharp turn, you headed up the stairs, navigating around the people that sat on the steps. Every feminist cell in your body screamed perilously at you as he followed you up your carpeted steps, the heavy stomp of his boots following closely behind you.

You were in no mood to self-rationalise, you were too busy trying to calm the drooling monster between your legs. You squeezed your eyes shut, silencing the thoughts as you opened the door. The guests would entertain themselves — this wouldn’t take long. It didn’t last time.

He began surveying your room, walking it with his hands behind his back as if grading you. When he came to your bathroom, he toed open the door with his boot, and peeked his head inside. He seemed satisfied with whatever he saw — maybe his own reflection. All of this made you acutely uncomfortable. You shifted your weight, flipping the frill of one of your petticoats.

“Come here.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said… come…. Here.” He repeated, more sternly than before.

For whatever stupid reason, you obeyed him. You marched your sorry little ass over to where he was standing, staring up at him like a lost puppy. The bathroom door was still ajar, and you could see inside, courtesy of the little butterfly night light that was plugged in above the sink.

Kai reached in, flattening his hand against the wall and flipped the light switch.

“Put your hands on the counter.”

You hesitated. This didn’t sound good. But as soon as Kai jerked his head in the direction of the countertop, you hurriedly flattened your hands on the counter, keeping your eyes locked on his reflection.

“Good. Good. Now we’re getting somewhere. You’ve thought about our little encounter at Winter’s party often, haven’t you?”

You shook your head.

THWACK!

Your jaw dropped, stunned, as a burning red welt swelled on your right ass cheek, the flesh tingling with pinpricks of pain as the blood rushed to the surface. There had been no warning for the first, and there wasn’t a warning for the second, or the third.

“Let’s try that — wait. Oh. You like this.” He spat. “Don’t you?”

You shook your head again, indignantly, and Kai reared his hand back. You flinched and tightened your muscles, waiting for the impending impact. You knew it would piss him off — maybe that’s why you did it. Filling your mind with horrible things that would hopefully keep the arousal at bay wasn't working. You were failing… miserably. Spanking wasn’t something you’d explored in the past, never would have thought to. But the way that he was leaving large, burning handprints on your ass cheeks had you leaking out into your underwear. You could feel it, you knew it. Fuck, so wet… fuckfuckfuck.

As if he could hear your thoughts — a terrifying thought — Kai hooked one finger around the crotch of your panties and harshly yanked them to the side, exposing your slick folds. The tip of his middle finger explored curiously, unsurprisingly finding the beginnings of a juice-fest. Slippery, clear liquid oozed from your opening, and you heard Kai chuckle through his nose.

“Oh, no? What’s this?” He asked, knowingly. You had yet again lied to him. You personally didn’t see it as a lie but as a vicious betrayal from your own body. A wet, vicious betrayal.

“Nothing,” you rasped, ashamed, and knowing full well what was coming.

“What was that?”

“I said… nothing.” Might as well accept your fate now. You gripped the edge of the counter, bracing for impact.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Your knees buckled in pain, a desperate whimper falling from your lips. Welts rose until your entire backside was a crimson, burning masterpiece of his hands.

“Clearly, you haven’t caught on. Allow me to explain this to you. Every time you lie to me, you’re going to be punished. And I know what you’re thinking. ‘Oh, but Kai, I like it when you spank me like the disobedient bitch I am.’ Maybe so.”

You didn’t appreciate the mockery of your voice.

Kai flattened his palm on the searing mound of flesh, caressing it tenderly as if deep in thought. Somehow though, the gentle touch made it sting more than before. You writhed away from his hand, only getting an inch or two away before he crudely yanked you back into place. Tossing you around like some sort of rag doll. “But, eventually, pleasure turns to pain. It’s up to you if you reach that point.”

Condemn yourself or liberate yourself? The answer was obvious. You sought pleasure not pain, and if Kai was willing… You met his eyes in the mirror, boring deep into them. You bent your arms at the elbows, stretching them across the counter and arching your back, pressing the curve of your juicy ass against his groin.

“Just fuck me,” You begged. Pathetically, desperately, whiningly. “That’s all we both want. It’s why we’re — why we’re here. There’s your truth, Kai.”

For a moment, Kai didn’t speak, he just stared. Just… watched you in the mirror. You drew your bottom lip in and bit down hard, hoping to entice him further. Slowly, his large hands slid up your back, going as far as the fabric would allow before dragging them back down again, his nails raking against your bare skin. Abruptly, he took hold of your ass, squeezing the soft flesh too hard, twisting your expression into one of pain. With the still warm pain of the spanks, you couldn’t help but wince at the sensation.

“Is that really wha—

“Don’t ask me if it’s what I want,” you groaned. “Don’t fucking ask me that.”

That launched him into action; his hands leaving your body. He unbuttoned his jeans, reaching in to pull his throbbing cock free. His gaze drifted from you to himself, looking down at it. Decently hard, but could be harder. The chase hadn’t been as long as last time, giving him less time to get worked up. He gave it a few angry pumps before lining it up with your slit.

This was the second time you were going to fuck Kai Anderson — and in a similar way; pissed off and completely clothed. Behind you, Kai used the tip of his cock as a toy, slapping it messily against your swollen, blushing cunt, threads of precum stringing from your clit to his head.

You shuddered. Kai dragged his cock down, pressing the bulbous tip into your pink, weeping slit. Gushy and searing hot, the spongy walls clenched, forcing it back out. Kai grit his teeth and pushed the head in harder, breaching it. Slithery warmth washed over him, gripping it tight. His cock twitched inside of you, seeking out depth. “Ohhhhh…. Fuck. Fu-”

With the head of his now rock-hard cock planted inside you, he no longer needed his hands and let go, moving them up to sweep his hair out of his face. He was embedded inside of you now, slick walls gripping his shaft, carnally begging for more. Using only the strength of his core, Kai backed out and plunged his cock back in repeatedly, popping the head in and out of your wet pussy. With one determinate thrust and a deep groan, he pushed himself all the way in, his lower abdomen bumping against the fullness of your ass cheeks.

His hands dropped heavily to your ass, taking fistfuls and pulling the cheeks apart to watch as it slid in and out, coated in your arousal. You whimpered, eyes rolling back, lids fluttering speedily. You hated him so much, but it felt so good. To turn dick down this good… would just be a waste. Not only was it long enough to hit your cervix, his cock was thick and veiny and massaged your insides in all the right spots.

“Look at yourself,” he growled, reaching one hand around to pinch your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger. Your lips puckered out like a fish. “Look at what a little whore you are.”

Slowly, you lifted your eyes to the mirror. You couldn’t deny your reflection; your red and white petticoats fluffed up around your waist, your previously perfect curls knotted in his fist, and your face distorted in a whorish display. The cherry on top was every time Kai’s cock bottomed out inside you, you winced and let out the most pathetic, whimpering moan. It was like a bad porn moan, and it was coming from you. Kai’s hand retreated from your face, slithering down to your neck, where he gave a firm, warning squeeze before returning to its place on your hip.

“I bet…” He paused, thrusting hard into your cunt a few times. His words were breathy and laboured. “I bet you’ve been thinking about this since that night. You like this.”

You had — that part was true. The other part about ‘liking’ it? Up for debate. Your pussy certainly did with the way that she clenched her slick walls around his thick cock, hungrily gripping it every time he tried to slide out.

“You fuckin’,” You clenched around him, letting out a shrill moan through gritted teeth. Your voice cracked. “You fuckin’ wish, Kai.”

THWACK!

That one really hurt. Hot tears welled up before streaming down your cheeks, leaving lines in the rouge. Kai slowly leaned over you, pressing his toned stomach against your back and even through clothes, you felt the muscles tensing. He angled his lips right next to your ear, and hissed: “I don’t have to wish for anything. I get everything I want.”

His hot whisper made you shiver violently. And he didn’t — he was right. You were giving him everything he wanted, everything he asked for. Just like one of his little pathetic, whinging groupies. He started pulling you onto his cock, hard, and your entire body seized up, your walls shuddering, pulsing, quivering with the sensation. You pressed your head into the countertop, moaning loud into the sink. The wet, slapping sounds drifted into a singular dull thudding noise; your ears were ringing, your chest heaving. His pace quickened, his thrusts merciless. The taut coil in your tummy wound tighter, creating a deep pressure above your bladder. Your thighs quivered, knees feeling like jello as you tried to hold yourself up against the counter.

“Fuck, Kai - fuck-fuck-I’m gonna’ fucking—

With a winded groan, Kai tensed up, and plunged himself as deep as he could go, pulling your hips hard onto his cock. Hot, white euphoria erupted inside of you, filling you up and oozing out the sides of your cunt with each unsparing thrust he gave. Unable to hold it any longer, you arched, screaming towards the mirror. Kai leaned back and pulled out slightly, just enough to watch as your pathetic little cunt clenched through your own orgasm, fluttering desperately around the tip of his dick. He gathered your underwear again and pulled them up, before snapping them down on your ass. The strings of cum that dripped from you seeped into the fabric, sticky and warm.

Kai reached around again, lifting you up by your neck. This time, his cheek pressed against yours, rubbing it like a dog nuzzling its owner. “You’re going to spend the rest of your little gathering feeling that, understood?”

You said nothing and he gripped harder; slight pressure on your windpipe.

“Understood?” Again, nothing and Kai pressed his palm against your throat until you gasped, thrashing your head up and down in a panic. “SAY IT.”

A weird whine came from your throat as you desperately gasped for air. Your pupils dilated. Finally, you croaked: “I-I’m going to feel your c-cum between my… my-legs all night long.”

The pressure released, and Kai had turned away from you, busy stuffing his heavy, flaccid cock back into his dark jeans. Shakily, you straightened up, pulling your skirts back down where they were intended to sit. Thankfully, he hadn’t fucked up your makeup like he did last time - you could pass as just a tipsy girl who had just smeared her mascara a little.

Once you two were downstairs, you paused at the bottom of the stairs. The party thrived; nobody had noticed you were gone. You heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that now, nobody could pin it against you. No questions, no accusations. Me? Fucking Kai Anderson? Absolutely not, I’d rather die. Gag.

“We’ll have to discuss your constant lying at a later date.” And with that, he was gone. Gone to spread the good word of his weird little fucked up cult, and get more people to campaign for him, or whatever it is he did. You watched him, eyes narrowed, as he manoeuvred through the groups of people. He’d done it again. Motherfucker. You shifted your weight, feeling the sticky mess between your legs as dried into the fabric of your panties.

Coming down off the orgasm was one of the worst feelings; reality set in, and you were painfully reminded that you’d just fucked your sworn enemy. A poster boy of toxic masculinity had just filled you up with his seed. Sickening. A voice from behind jolted you out of your fuming stupor — Winter.

“You should really stop lying to him.”

You barked out a flabbergasted laugh. “That’s what I should stop, Winter? Lying to him?”

“Yeah,” she muttered lowly. “He hates liars.”

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fear-is-truth · 4 months

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TEAR YOU APART || kai anderson x fem!reader

【𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆】: kai anderson x fem!reader

【𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒】: 18+; mdni | profanity, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected p in v, degradation, choking, accidental voyeurism, implied daddy kink, implied size kink

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【𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘】: @kaislittlelamb

“Now, ladies! Time to make yourselves useful in the kitchen..”

Kai's falsely cheerful voice cut through the air, signaling with a brisk wave of his hand. He was being more of than an misogynistic asshole than usual, but no one dared object, not unless they had a death wish. As Winter, Beverly, and Ivy reluctantly made their way toward the kitchen, you began to follow suit.

“No, not you. Come over,” he said sharply, halting you in your tracks.

“Sorry, me?”

“Yes you, you and I are gonna have a little talk.”

He replied in a clipped tone before turning back to the other women, who were staring.

“Didn’t I make myself clear? Kitchen. Now.”

A silent exchange of confusion flitted between you and Winter, her offering you a small, resigned shrug that translated into ‘I-don’t-know-what-the-fuck-he’s-up-to-but-good-luck’ before she disappeared into the kitchen after the others.

Kai strode through the back of the restaurant, you trailing after him. The stony look on his face left no room for questions as he swung open the pantry door, waiting for you to step inside. Panic fluttered in your belly, leaving you rooted to the spot.

You've always tried to keep a low profile, contributing where needed and never seeking any special attention. There was no logical reasoning behind his anger towards you, and the fact that you had no clue of what you had actually done to piss him off made the situation all the more dangerous.

“Just get in there already,” he growled, shoving you inside roughly before stepping after you. The anger emanating from him seemed to fill the small space on its own.

“I saw your little game earlier,” he slammed the door behind him with ominous finality, “With Aerosmith.” He turned to face you, jaw rigid and eyes narrowed. Fury coming off him like a stench.

“Think I haven't noticed? Laughing alongside him, or whoever else catches your eye. Like a goddamn two-dollar whore.”

Your stomach dropped. You hadn't even considered that your interactions with other cult members might draw such scrutiny from Kai. Mind racing, you quickly replayed the conversation you'd shared with Aerosmith–No, screw that stupid nickname– Ethan earlier that day, a harmless exchange that you'd assumed was nothing more than banter.

“I didn't encourage anyone, Divine Ruler. My loyalty lies with you and your cause, I never realised-” Kai slammed an open palm against the wall beside him, causing you to flinch.

“You never do! I don’t know if you’re playing dumb or you really are so fucking oblivious!”

His cheeks flushed with colour, nostrils flaring. A sudden terror flooded over you, that Kai might actually strike you; he’d done it to other women, after all. He seemed to notice your fearful expression, taking a moment to collect himself: a deep breath in, pinching the bridge of his nose, as if trying to ward off a headache.

When he opened his mouth again, it was in a low drawl. Menacing. Dangerously calm.

“You've always been my favourite.”

Advancing with slow, measured steps toward you, his boots echoing against the floor.

“Those missions—I gave you the most difficult ones for a reason. To toughen you up, make you stronger. I’ve made you a better, perfected version of yourself.”

Like a wolf slowly closing in on its prey.

“I've singled you out, given you my special attention,” he sighed, his voice filled with disappointment and hurt. Genuine or not, you couldn’t really tell. Looming over, he trapped you against the pantry shelves. Your faces inches apart.

“…do I really have to spell it out for you?”

He paused, taking a moment to study you, large hand lifting to cup your cheek. The gesture itself was oddly tender; that fleeting touch of intimacy. Juxtaposing his aggression mere seconds before. There was a moment that he looked like he might say something more, but then he quickly snapped out of it, breaking the spell. His hand moved down to your neck, giving it a gentle squeeze before he leaned forward, crushing his lips against yours.

For a moment, there was just dry pressure, an awkward clash of teeth. His hands found your upper arms, hoisting you to a sitting position on the folding table. With a low growl, he forcefully worked your mouth open, coaxing your tongue against his. The acrid tang of Adderall invaded your senses, intermingling with his lust, frustration and jealousy. A gentle warmth blossomed, slowly unfurling from your lips, to your chest and ultimately settling in your belly.

His grip on you loosened briefly, tongue slipping out of your mouth as he mumbled gruffly against your lips,

“You have no idea what you do to me. No. Fucking. Clue.”

He let the words hang in the air for a second, before crashing his lips back onto yours, swallowing any further protests you might have had. Nudging your head to the side, he ravaged your neck with a series of wet kisses interspersed with sharp nips of his teeth. Mouth swiftly moving down your neck, hungrily marking any exposed patch of skin he had access to.

With one hand entangled in your hair and the other securing your waist, he systematically disheveled your composed appearance. The bruises and bite marks adorning your neck conveyed a clear message: Kai was staking his claim, marking his territory.

You were his; always have been, from the start.

Perhaps this realisation had only just dawned on you, but from the moment Kai set his sights on you, he’d already decided that you belonged to him.

To your utter bewilderment, he sank to his knees before you, staring up with those penetrating dark eyes. Pale face peeked out from behind a veil of stringy blue hair, illuminated by the dim overhead lighting which formed some sort of fucked-up blue halo. Hands finding their way to your hips, long fingers gently hooking themselves under your waistband. His throat bobbed once, a subtle rise and fall before he spoke up:

“Let me worship you,”

Your jeans and panties fell to the floor with a muffled thud that was barely registered; the only sound was the pounding of your own heart. Kai took small intake of breath, wetting his lips as he took in the sight of your nether regions. Hands placed firmly on your knees as his head dipped between your thighs.

“Fuck.. I’ve barely even touched you and you're already drenched,” he muttered, lips grazing over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.

You gasped, eyes fluttering open to glance down at him. His nose was gently bumping against your sex, akin to nuzzling a lover. An act that you found to be incredibly repulsive and arousing at the same time. A sudden thought made your blood run cold.

“Wait, Kai. The door—” you yelped, eyes darting nervously toward the door.

“Can't lock from the inside, yeah.” Kai finished your sentence matter-of-factly. Then he licked a hot stripe between your folds. Clenching the sleeve of your sweater, you pressed it against your mouth to stifle a moan. Praying that nobody could hear the debauchery that was occurring.

Kai dipped his head to nibble teasingly at your clit, eliciting a small whimper. “Mhm.. you taste so fuckin..” he inhaled deeply before diving back between your thighs. “So fucking delicious,” he groaned, words reverberating against your throbbing core.

The doorknob clicked, and you hastily tried to kick him away from you. Kai’s bruising grip on your hips was unrelenting as he continued to lap greedily between your thighs.

Seconds later the door flew open. A shriek, followed by the clattering of a large metal bowl as it tumbled to the floor, a cloud of spices billowing into the air. Ivy Mayfair-Richards stood frozen by the doorway, her perpetually pinched-up face now flushed a bright shade of pink, eyes wide like saucers. She stumbled back, slamming the pantry door shut.

Cheeks aflame with embarrassment, you slapped your hands over face. At least it wasn't Winter, or Beverly who had walked in. The idea of either of them witnessing Divine Ruler stationed between your thighs and devouring your pussy like an ice cream cone was nothing short of mortifying. Ivy, on the other hand; you didn’t really gave a shit about. A small part of you even wished it was Meadow who had barged in. It was a pity that she had blown her own brains off just two weeks ago. Too bad, really. Too bad.

“You enjoyed that, didn't you?” Kai mumbled, as if he had read your thoughts. You could practically feel his smirk against your pussy.

“Fuck, taking my tongue so good, little slut.” He continued his attack on your cunt, a mix of kitten licks and hungry swipes. Taking his sweet time to torture you methodically. Tremors built in your thighs as he gradually picked up pace, your fingers tangling in his hair, nails digging into his scalp, which prompted a low groan from him.

You wanted to beg, plead with him to let you cum, but you also knew any words from your mouth would encourage him to do the exact opposite.

Kai had a fine skill in both bestowing pleasure and meting out punishment. It was his way.

A soft whimper left your lips as he sucked harshly on your clit, picking up pace. It was enough to send you over the edge. You were close, painfully close. Kai seemed to know as much, because he stopped abruptly and rose to his feet when you started trembling.

“Now, not yet. This isn’t how it works.”

He spun you around roughly, forcing you to bend over the table. He kicked apart your legs and lined himself behind you. The sound of his fly being yanked open reached your ears and finally, finally, the feel of his cock; every ridge and vein rubbing tantalisingly against your dripping entrance.

“Ah.. P-please..” you groaned, trying to buck your hips backwards. No such luck. Kai had pressed the flat of his palms against your shoulders, anchoring you firmly against the table. “Please what?” he whispered, tongue flicking lazily at the lobe of your ear.

“Tell me what you want, lamb.”

The very end of his tip pressed agaist you, eliciting a whimper from your lips.

“I want.. want you inside me. Please,”

“There you go,”

The moment he slid inside, you both let out a simultaneous groan. The sensation of his hot, panting mouth at your ear, his sack smacking rhythmically against your cunt was so exquisitely sinful yet heavenly, you'd willingly descended into the deepest depths of hell for it.

“Mnngh! O-oh..-” He pressed in deeper and circled his hips, squelching inside you as more wanton moans escaped your mouth.

“You really are...” he chuckled, voice strained, “my hot little slut. So fucking greedy for daddy’s cock. You know that? I love it,” He reached around, slowly curling his fingers around your windpipe possessively.

“Tell me. Whose tight little pussy is this, huh? Who does it belong to?”

“You, divine ruler, only you- I swear!” A guttural moan ripped from your chest when his tip pressed right up against your cervix.

“That’s right. Took you so long to figure it out. That this pussy was being held in trust, aching for my cock.” He pressed himself so deep inside you could feel his every throb and twitch, his eagerness to pump you full.

“To carve out a space for myself here. Right here,” Hand sliding down to press between your hipbones, grazing against the slight bulge on your belly as his cock settled in there, where it belonged. He paused for a second to keep himself from coming too soon, tugging irritably at his balls to adjust.

As he panted into your sweat-slicked shoulder, you took the advantage to ease to your forearms and work yourself back on his cock.

Arching your back like a cat, you made languid figure eights with your hips. The wet schlick shlick sounds of your cunt swallowing his cock and your combined moaning ricocheted off the pantry walls, a steady cadence.

A downright animalistic groan escaped his lips.

“Oh my- f-fuck...”

If his gruff voice was sexy, then Kai Anderson moaning in your ear as he neared climax was a filthy, sinful delight. Abandoning all efforts to last longer, Kai went completely feral. Gauging his nails into your hips with bruising force as he scrambled for control. With each powerful thrust, the table lurched forward, tipping dangerously. You had no choice but to grip the sides, bracing yourself against it as he drove into you again and again. His movements became sloppy and less calculated as he neared his peak.

“Cum for me, babygirl,”

“Oh god… Kai!” You wailed as you reach your climax, clenching his cock tight with your slick channel as he drove into you one last time, burying himself to the hilt before releasing a torrent of thick, warm cum inside you.

He bucked his hips languidly a few more times, spending himself in a series of residual jerks inside you. Meanwhile, his hand stayed pressed to your belly, rubbing circles as his cock continued to twitch and spasm, grinding his creamy cum as deep as it could go.

Heavy breathing. Wet, sloppy kisses on the nape of your neck, your shoulder. The lingering scent of exotic spice mixed with sex heavy in the air.

“You’re mine now,” he grunted against the back of your neck.

“Fucking get used to it.”

【𝐀/𝐍】: thanks for reading!! english is not my first language, i apologise for the grammatical/spelling errors. i really tried.

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evanpeterswhoresblog · 10 months

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I love your fics omg you're so talented

Can you make an adult world fic? Alex obviously. Like reader is working with him and Alex keeps pushing vibrators on her skin and laughing n stuff. Then she's sick of his shit right so then she goes to the back and does her thing out there but Alex keeps teasing her and he goes out back with her and he starts to like rub himself on her and put her hand on his boner. Stuff like that. Kinda non con but the reader likes it she just doesn't want to admit it.

Can you make Alex make the reader give him head too? If it's too much just do the teasing. Luv u <3

i tried my best to make this fit your request i hope i did alright, i’ve never really written anything non con i don’t even know if this fits as the category lol but either way hope you enjoy :)

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The Late Shift

Alex (Adult World) x f!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, slight non con, oral male receiving, sex toys (not used for sex tho), pretty rough sex tbh, lmk what else if i missed any

summary: as you and alex are doing your last work for the night, things take a different turn than what you expected…

word count: 2.2k

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You’ve never been big on sex. You like it of course. But you’ve never been one to experiment with sex toys or watch a ton of porn. So how you ended up working for a sex shop is a mystery. You were desperate for a job, and Adult World happened to be the closest, easiest place hiring. It’s been an easy job, for the most part. Except for one thing.

Your manager.

Alex is a good person, he’s funny, kind, and when you’re confused on anything he’s a great help. The only issue is how fucking attracted you are to him. You swear he’s the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. His dark curly hair, dark mysterious eyes, he’s perfect. You’ve never wanted a guy more than you want Alex. It makes working with him hard, but so far, you’ve managed. Barely.

Right now, the two of you are unpacking new sex toys for the store. You talk casually, but you focus more of your attention on the crazy shapes and sizes these dildos are. Alex must notice your surprise.

“Would you ever use one of these?” He asks, holding up a glass dildo with patterns on it.

You chuckle. “I think that thing would tear me apart.”

“I’ve seen girls stick way crazier things up their pussy’s, like food and shit,” Alex replies with a laugh.

“So that’s what you jerk off to? Good to know,” you tease.

“Yeah, I bet you wanted to know. Just so you know, ff I go searching tomorrow night and find a video of you sticking a cucumber up your pussy, I’ll cum so hard.”

You feel your cheeks go red at his comment but keep your composer. Sometimes Alex says things that make you a little uncomfortable, but you know it’s all jokes so you don’t care too much. Plus, it gives you hope that maybe he has the same feelings for you.

“Hey y/n, get a look at this,” Alex says.

Before you can look you feel the vibrations on your skin. You flinch and push Alex’s hand away, but he keeps putting the vibrator on you. He’s laughing, you’re not. You don’t find his distractions entertaining right now. After a few seconds of this you slap the vibrator out of his hand and glare at him.

“Stop Alex, I’m trying to work,” you snap. He keeps laughing and with each second that passes you become more annoyed.

“It’s just a joke calm your tits. I’m the manager dude it’s not like we’re gonna get in trouble for talking,” he replies.

You huff. “Just, stop okay.”

“How about you stop being such a buzz kill,” he mumbles under his breath.

You ignore his comment and continue to unpack. Things are calm for a few minutes, before Alex gets his hands on another vibrator. He presses it against your cheek this time. You immediately slap his hand away again, but this time you stand up and try your hardest not to lose your cool. He looks up at you, about to speak, but you cut him off before he can.

“I’m gonna take this box out to the garbage,” you say, picking up an empty box that once contained a number of dildos and walking to the back door without listening to his reply.

You wonder why he’s being so difficult tonight. He typically talks a lot during your shifts together, but this is different. Usually, his jokes and comments aren’t too bad, why’s tonight different? You get to the back of the store quick and stuff the box into the dumpster. When that’s done you lean back on the brick wall, a sigh escapes your lips at the silence, it’s nice not hearing Alex’s voice. You grab your phone out of your pocket and start to text your friends back.

Sadly, your peace is interrupted after only five minutes. Alex calls your name from the door, telling you to come back in and help him finish before you guys have to close up. You silently curse but follow his instructions. You feel a bit bad; you know he’s not trying to make you upset, but he just is. You promise yourself you’ll try your hardest to tolerate him, after all you only have an hour left till the store closes. You can suck it up.

You’re walking down one of the aisles when Alex appears in front of you. You give him a small smile. You feel worse looking at his innocent face. Maybe you were overreacting.

“Sorry for walking out, I’m just tired and I want to go home,” you apologize.

“I get it, I’m sorry if I was being annoying, I really like making you laugh. Sometimes I try too hard,” he replies with a small laugh.

You smile. “That’s sweet.”

“You think so?”

You begin to walk toward him, toward the last unopened boxes. “Of course, I’m very flattered you enjoy my laughter. But anyway, how about we speed through the last of the boxes and go home early? You think they’ll notice?”

“Probably not,” he answers.

You’re close enough to him that you expect him to move aside so you can go to the unfinished work, but he doesn’t. Instead of moving he simply stares down at you, a strange look in his eyes. You know that look, you’ve looked at him like that. He wants you. If it were any other day, you’d be ecstatic. But right now, all you want to do is finish the tasks and go home. You look around him, trying to signal that you want him to move. He doesn’t.

“So, let's get this shit over with,” you say, clear as day about what you want.

He still doesn’t move. “You know y/n, you’re more fun when you aren’t taking this job seriously.” He steps closer to you, only a foot now separating the two of you. “I want that version of you right now.”

You laugh awkwardly. “Come on Alex, I just want to go home.”

“I’ll be quick, but I assumed you wanted something that would last longer.”

He puts his hands on your shoulders and backs you up against a shelf. Your heart rate quickens, is this real? You stare into his eyes, a confused expression on your face. You’ve had dreams of this happening, but in all of them you wanted it, right now you don’t exactly want it.

“Alex...” you say. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t play coy, I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know you want this too,” he answers, his lips curling up into a devilish smirk. He presses his body against you and you feel how hard he is, it makes you gasp. “I want it really bad.”

You don’t know what to say. Part of you wants to push him off you and run out of the store, but another part of you wants to see where this goes. You feel him start to rub himself against your leg, it makes you feel paralyzed. He’s too strong to push away, you think. It would be useless to try. So, you realize your fate lies with what Alex chooses to do.

He leans his head down, softly pressing his lips against yours. You can’t deny how long you’ve wanted this to happen. You just wish it wasn’t happening right this second. Nevertheless, you kiss him back, your mind adjusting to the knowledge that this is going to happen. You let him grope your breasts, squeezing and massaging them through your shirt. You even let him scoop you up in his arms and carry you to one of the desks in the back office. Though, you didn’t have much of a choice to start with.

He lays you down on a desk, his lips moving feverishly with yours. You can’t keep it together. His lips are moving so aggressively, they’re so soft. He bites down on your bottom lip and you groan into his mouth, the pain making that feeling between your thighs grow. He pulls his lips away and starts to kiss down your neck, leaving hickeys behind as he takes your delicate skin into his mouth. You throw your head back and moan, he pushes your knees apart and fills the space with his body.

“Alex... are there any cameras back here?” You ask, your breath ragged as he sucks a spot near your collar bone.

“Course not,” he answers in a hushed tone.

“Are you sure we should be doing this? What if someone comes in?” You’re second guessing this, maybe you should’ve protested more. The last thing you want is to have a customer come in and catch this.

“Just be quiet y/n it’s fine,” he responds.

You’re about to speak again, but that’s when he starts to rub one of his hands up your thigh and right between your thighs. You moan again as he starts to rub you through your pants. He knows exactly what he’s doing and it makes you feel like your body is floating.

He trails his kisses back up your neck until he catches your lips again. You kiss him hard, your arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. You buck your hips; you need more pressure. Alex understands this and presses his fingers harder on your jeans right over your clit. You’re so wet, you need him. You’ve never felt such desire for another human being.

“I want you to do something for me,” Alex says against your lips.

“Anything,” you reply without thinking, you’re too wrapped up on how good he’s rubbing you.

He pulls back and you open your eyes, he’s unbuckling his belt. You sit up on your elbows and watch as he pulls down his jeans, his hard cock very noticeable. He grabs your hands and pulls you forward till you’re off the desk. You’re confused until he pushes you down onto your knees, his crotch right in front of your face. You look up at him, he brushed a hand though your hair.

You don’t really want to suck his dick, but you’re too afraid of him forcing you that you don’t object. Instead, you pull him boxers down and stoke him gently. He sighs in pleasure and continues to brush his fingers through your hair. You don’t waste any more time. You start by slowly swirling your tongue around his tip, enjoying the way he whispers your name. After that, you lick down his shaft, you don’t like when dicks are dry down your throat.

Soon enough you’re deepthroating him, practically gagging on his dick. He’s a moaning mess, both his hands tangled in your hair. You don’t mind it as much as earlier. You even enjoy certain parts. Like how when you move your tongue as you suck, he’ll praise you, or how when you tighten your lips around him, he groans. With each sound that leaves him your panties become more and more wet.

When he’s close to cumming he pushes you off him, telling you to take your clothes off and lay back down on the desk. You do exactly as he says and before long, he’s back between your thighs, leaving wet kisses all over your body. You can’t handle how much you need him. The heart beat between your legs is all you can think of, and when he brushes his tip between your soaked folds you almost moan.

You grip his shoulders, your eyes locked on his. “Alex just fuck me already.”

“Someone’s needy,” he mumbled, his tone sending tingles throughout your body. He positions his tip at your entrance and leans down to connect your lips. “But your wish is my command.”

With that, he begins to fuck you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your nails digging into his shoulders. He thrusts at a pace that makes your toes curl. It’s so hard, so deep, so perfect. The desk rocks so hard you think the legs might break. You don’t even care. All you care about is that Alex doesn’t stop, not for anything.

He does though, but for a good reason. He pulls out of you and before you can even question it, he grabs you, flips you, and bends you over the edge of the desk. He resumes his thrusts, and you can’t help but moan loud enough that anyone in the store would be able to hear. You almost scream when he grabs your hips and pulls you back, his dick hitting right on your cervix over and over again. It’s almost too much for you to take.

He leans down after a few minutes and whispers in your ear, “You feel so fucking good y/n, it’s so hard not to cum.”

“Alex,” you moan.

“Are you close baby?” He breathes.

“Yes, please keep going,” you answer.

In minutes you cum so hard you swear you see stars. You moan Alex’s name so loud you’re sure everyone in the building next door can hear you. It’s the best feeling of your life. Your legs give out, Alex has to hold you up. Your nails dig into the desk, your whole face turns red, and you feel those orgasmic pulses throughout your entire body. He cums soon after you, pulling out and spilling his seed onto your back. You’re grateful, you forgot to tell him you weren’t on the pill.

“Well,” he says as you’re both still trying to catch your breath. “That was definitely better than unpacking those boxes.”

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Kai Anderson Headcanon: being his girlfriend ‘sent by god’ and slowly manipulating him

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you joined the cult shortly after you met kai at a coffee shop

he came to you hoping he could pitch his ideas to help him be elected

he was instantly attracted to you and didn’t feel the normal kind of resentment he had for women

you gave him your phone number and went on a few dates before kai opened up to you about starting a cult (very indirectly but you caught on)

you were fascinated by this and asked him to show you (stroked his ego real good)

you saw the meetings and kai even got you a custom clown costume you could wear to watch the killings

when you witnessed your first murder and told him it was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen, kai could’ve gotten down on one knee that second

proposing to you in a clown costume, covered in blood with a dead body next to you? you couldn’t have been more perfect to him

so when you officially join the ‘cult’ you realised that in order to further gain kai’s trust, you had to earn it. do something really fucked up as you saw him kill immediate members that had been with him for a long time

so you started to brief him on stuff he should do in order to get elected; lied about gary being a spy and pretend to drink a small dose of cyanide to prove your loyalty to him (it was baby power) not tasty but it worked

kai once again stared at you with heart eyes

winter could tell what you were doing but it didn’t matter anymore

you blindsided kai to the point you could make any claim and he’d believe you; you could tell him to kill x person and he would. bc you would’ve died for him

he thinks it was the greatest act of loyalty he’s ever been shown

slowly you start to lead the cult through your puppet, kai. he’s unaware of it like a cute dog

but some can sense it. but they don’t get far cause you have them killed

kai treats you like royaly and every every birthday he kills the amount of the people that age you turn. reminding you of when you first fell in love

and when kai shaved his head he looked sexier than ever. you give him head, fuck him in every corner of the house and provide evidence for a bug device. manipulation through sex—a womens best weapon

all in all kai worships you, not realising what’s happening bc his delusions comfort him by saying that you were sent by god himself

bonus: he loves fucking you with you on top. it reinforces the sent-by-god belief when he looks up at you. bouncing on his cock. he could literally just think about it and come

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Baby Steps

Chapter One

Kai Anderson x Black Masc!Reader

Summary: You live alone in the cold state of Michigan. You find unexpected comfort in a slightly deranged blue haired man who was not as deranged as he likes to front.

Warnings: A bit of angst, semi sexual situations (you have to squint a little), other than that its fluff at the end!

Not proofread </3

Images/GIFS are not mine.

Word Count: 2,229

Your hands shake softly as you walk through the streets of Michigan, the cool air biting at your cheeks. Currently, you were irritated by something some drunk had told you at the club tonight. You couldn’t understand why people had to be such assholes to you; all you were doing was living. You sigh softly as you unlock the door to your small home. It wasn’t much but it was yours, a place for you to feel safe. That didn’t last though, just two days before you had to deal with neighbors trying to figure you out. “You live alone? But such a handsome young man surely has a girlfriend or something.” The blond woman standing in front of you, Meadow, said. You weren’t too bothered by the assumption of you having a partner nor did the assumption of you being straight.

“I’m gay so you wouldn’t see too many girls here but yeah, I don’t really have anyone.” The brunette man also standing in front of you, Harrison, stands up a bit more straight, now fully paying attention to you. “It’s still a shame; you’re still a…very handsome man.” He says, his eyes taking in your form. You shift a bit, facing him. “I suppose…anyways, I have to finish setting up things so I can start dinner. My friend is coming over, she’ll be hungry.” You say giving your best apologetic smile. You weren’t entirely lying, you just didn’t care for people investigating your life and why you were alone. Sure you were very strong and handsome, who wouldn’t want you. That was the problem, people wanted a token black boyfriend. A token black friend. A quick fling. You weren’t interested in having people like that in your life.

Remembering that encounter with your neighbors, you frown as you lock the door. You hadn’t seen too much of them in the past few days. You look up as someone calls your name. “Rough time at work?” Your friend Kayla says as she walks up to you, helping with your coat. “Of course, it’s a bar. I’m bound to be called some type of slur.” You laugh dryly and hang the coat, feeling Kayla hug you from behind. “You could always come and work for me, Angel Cake.” Turning around to fully hug her, you smile softly at the endearment. She had always said you smelled like the delicious angel cakes you two used to eat you were little. “You and I both know I don’t want to rely on anyone anymore, KJ. I know that my best friend is super successful in her business but I need to do this on my own.” Sighing, she pulls away and takes you to the kitchen, choosing not to argue. As you two eat what she made for you, she tells you that in the morning she had to go back home. “It was nice that you stayed over this weekend. I wish they didn’t have to call me in today.” You say, looking at her with an apologetic look. “Oh forget that, I really don’t care. You have Hulu so I was fine.” She says and laughs, making you chuckle a bit as well. As you both clean up, you listen to her talk about her bakery. You look over at her, she was absolutely glowing with happiness. She talked about how well things were going with her new man, James. You snort a bit every time she mentions him because he looked exactly like someone you both enjoyed watching on tv. As you both settle into the same bed, drifting closer to hold each other, you think about how you both used to do this when you were younger and how long ago it was since you both last did this. Smiling, you fall asleep and dream about you both as children.

In the morning you awake alone. You smile a bit as you remember Kayla’s foot kicking your thigh. She was still the same as always. Stretching as you get out of bed, you head over to the bathroom, brushing your teeth and washing your face. Your hands tremble a bit from the cold water as you dry them and our face, looking at the mirror. “I need a line up...where’s my phone?” You look around and find it, texting your barber if he had any free spots today or tomorrow. While waiting for his response you get ready to go run errands. Slipping on your shoes and zipping up your coat, you walk to the bus stop. You had to pick up your car today, you were excited to finally be able to drive again instead of getting on a lukewarm bus. Waiting for the bus, you see Harrison getting in his car with a gym uniform. “He could probably hook me up with a membership...” you say to yourself as the bus stops in front of you. You scan your card and sit down towards the back, silently watching the world pass by.

Getting off of the bus, you walk to the workshop, smiling at your mechanic. “Hey, how much do I owe you?” You say to him, watching him get the receipt and handing it to you. As you paid, you two talk about whatever you both saw on the news and the weather. Soon you’ll be needing new tires for the winter. As you get in the car you sigh softly, money was getting tight but you needed to fix your car. It wouldn’t have lasted long if you just left it alone. Driving to the gym you sigh, wondering if you should get another job there. Getting out of the car and heading inside the gym, you look around, taking in the atmosphere. It didn’t feel stuffy or uncomfortable to be there like in other places. You see Harrison walking up to you with a pleased smile on his face. “Well hello there, I didn’t know you worked out here.” He says, holding a rag and some spray. “I don’t, I actually wanted to sign up. I didn’t know you worked here, maybe you could help me.” You say, ignoring the way Harrison looked a you. “I definitely can.” You watch as he slips behind the counter, typing and clicking away to get you set up. After he hands you paperwork to fill out. “When you’re done just come get me. I need to clean the windows.” You nod and smile a little, starting to fill out everything you needed to.

In the corner of your eye you see a blue haired man walk up to Harrison, speaking to him in a low tone. You wondered if he was his boss or if he was just another trainer. Shaking your head, needing to focus on the paperwork. As you fill the last page, you feel a pair of eyes boring into the side of your head, making you look up. The blue haired man smiled warmly at you and walked off, letting Harrison finish up. You flip through the paperwork and made sure you filled out everything before going up to Harrison. “Here, I think I got everything.” He nods a you and quickly goes through it, putting everything the computer at a fast pace. You could tell he’d been working there for awhile at how fast he did everything. “You should get an email for an electronic version of the membership card...” he says as he hands you two cards, one for a key chain and the other just lie any other card. “Is there anything you want to sign up for now or do you just wanna work out?” Harrison asked, looking up from the computer. “Yeah I definitely need a trainer. It’s been a couple months since I’ve been to a gym, I need to get back on track.” You say, watching him look back at the computer. “Well we do have a spot open in 30 minuets for...Annea Willow.” He says, smiling up at you. “She’s real great, trust me. Or I could train you if you’d rather have someone you already know.” Harrison says, scrolling on the computer more. You contemplate it, Harrison who is a nosy neighbor but overall not unpleasant or a random person you don’t know. “Could we start with you first and when I get more comfortable I could switch.” Harrison smiles brightly as he nods, typing fast and looking back up at you. “How about you train with me for about 3 weeks then we transfer you to Annea?” Seeing you nod in agreement , he books all the sessions. “Perfect, we can start now if you’d like. Unless you want a mini tour before anything?”

After a tour, you put your things in your locker, humming softly as you tie your shoes. “You new here?” Turning your head you see the blue haired man again. “Yeah I am. You?” Seeing him shake his head you nod. He walks closer and ties your other shoe, wanting to help you be a little faster. “I’ve been here for two years. The people here are pretty chill.” He says and stands, looking down at you. Nodding you stand after picking up your water bottle, the man’s eyes widening slightly as he realizes how much taller you are. “I guess we will have to see. You and I are very different so I’m bound to have a different experience.” You say smiling a bit, looking at him throw your locs. “I’ll see you around?” You say and watch him nod, walking away to get to your training.

Groaning a bit, you stretch as you watch Harrison write things down. “You did good today. I think we should start working on endurance the next time we meet.” He says as he looks at your sweat form. He shifts a bit and clears his throat, looking away while catching your attention. “Which is tomorrow, same time?” You say, sipping from your water bottle. Seeing Harrison nod you smile. “Alright, I’ll see you then. I feel good, don’t feel overworked.” You say as you walk away, heading to the showers. You see the blue haired man running on the treadmill, his hair now in a half up, half down style. You had to admit he looked good like that. Taking off your clothes in the stall you shower, hearing others shower as well. The sighs coming from different stalls making you sigh as well. You were surprised how clean everything was, wondering if these men were any different from the men back at home. After showering and changing into fresh clothes, you stop by the front desk. “Harrison, say hi to Meadow for me, alright?” You say, handing him a piece of paper. “I never gave y’all my number so here. Just in case, y’know?” You smile as Harrison nods, putting your contact in his phone and sending you a text. You do as he did and wave slightly as you head out the door, tying up your locs in a loose bun. You hear someone walking up to you. “Good workout?” You hear the blue haired man say, smiling at you. “Oh hey, yeah it was. You?” He nods and pats the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand. “Yeah…I realize I never gave you my name. I’m Kai. Kai Anderson.” Kai’s smile widens when you tell him your with a soft chuckle. “Strong name, I like it. You gonna be here tomorrow?” He watches intently as you nod, saying that you had a session with Harrison at the same time. “He’s a good trainer, he’s mine as well. Today was just me running and I think I have training on Tuesday.” Kai says, you both standing in front of your car. “Well I don’t having thing that day so I’ll be like you, running on the treadmill. It’s getting late, we should head home. I’ll see you tomorrow? Tuesday?” You say, watching Kai’s facial expressions change from happiness to excitement. “Tomorrow, I’ll meet you here okay?” You nod and say your goodbyes, getting in your respective cars.

On the drive home you think about the people you met today. You were surprised at how much you enjoyed training with Harrison. Sure, he was hitting on you and of course it’s an ego boost but it was fun. As you kept thinking about how everything went, your mind would drift back to Kai. The way he smiled at you as if you were the prettiest person he’d ever seen. You wondered if Kai was just being nice when he would say certain things. Letting your mind drift in a sort of daydream, you begin to picture a friendship with everyone. Spending time together, having dinner, playing card games, getting high. You quickly shake out of those thoughts, disappointed in yourself. You just met them and you were already planning on doing things together with them. Were you that lonely? Maybe you were. You wished KJ was there to distract you from these sad thoughts but you knew she was busy with her new beau. Just as you park, you get a text from an unknown number.

hey i hope you don’t mind but i asked harrison for your number. its kai.

Then another text.

i hope you got home safe :)

Author’s Note: i hope you guys enjoyed this! i wanted to take my time with this series because it’s important that i get it right. if you have any questions send them in!! also, when i say locs, i mean the hairstyle, not like...long hair. you get it i hope.

Special thanks to @prttyghost for requesting this!! Also special thanks to @lcnelyghost for letting me put her in this series!!

Thank you for reading Chapter One of Baby Steps.

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