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anninhiliation · 4 years

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Good In Bed

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Warnings: Angst, Mention of drugs, Smut Cheating? (More of how you define cheating specifically).

Yeah, let's get to the point here

You love to disappoint me, don't ya?

You tell me what I want, but ain't no follow through

You don't follow through, no

But if you only knew me

The way you know my body, baby

Then I think maybe we could probably see this through

We could make it through, but

It started out as a one night stand. Two strangers crossing paths momentarily at a night club. Hips grinding against each other, his tattooed hands guiding you to the beat. His warm breath fanning the back of your neck, sending a string of shivers down your spine. The metal from his rings occasionally making contact with your warm exposed skin. The contrast of hot and cold mixed with his cologne piercing your senses drove you crazy. Both of you began to crave more, as you turned around to face him. Hands resting on his shoulders, dragging down to his tattooed biceps, you looked up at his big brown eyes and melted under their gaze. You don’t know what possessed you, maybe the alcohol pumping through your veins, but you slammed your lips onto his. He smirked as he kissed you back, giving you a small preview of what he could do with minimal effort. A fire ignited at your core as he pulled away from the kiss and whispered in your ear “Wanna get out of here?” You simply nodded your head, yes, not wanting to scream over the loud music, and still trying to cover up what he was doing to you. It was shocking to you, he barely touched you, barley showing any skin, just in jeans, a white t-shirt a jacket with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows and a fanny pack over his chest. Yet, he was so magnetic drawing you in with every little detail. He smiled at you, making your heart flutter as he took your hand and guided you out of the club with him. He took you back to his hotel room and did not waste any time marking up your neck and pulling out your soft whimpers. It was no strings attached, just pure physical sex then both go separate ways. That’s all a one night stand is anyways. It would be weird for him to wake up and see you there. But you had to admit he was good, from his first thrust. He knew just how to make your toes curl and back arch showing he was well experienced. He didn’t even know you, yet he knew your body so well. It was hypnotic the way he sent you into a state of bliss so easily. After the two of you finished, you collected your things acting like it was nothing and made your way out of his hotel room. You didn’t even bother saying goodbye assuming he was fast asleep. Considering after he pulled out of you and threw away the condom he went back to the bed and laid down. But he stopped you to your surprise.

“Nena” he called out as your hand touched the metal door handle “wait”

You paused waiting at the door for him, butterflies filled your stomach as you slowly turned around. He towered over you, as he dipped his finger under your chin making you look up at his brown orbs.

“Let’s do this again sometime,” he said as he bit down on his lower lip and looked down to your kiss swollen lips “Ill be back for some promo in like three weeks”

You nodded your head yes, as you slowly got lost in those big brown eyes.

“Uh- yea sure sounds good” fell from your lips and little did you know what a huge mistake that would be

I've been thinking it'd be better

If we didn't know each other

Then you go and make me feel okay

Got me thinking it'd be better

If we didn't stay together

Then you put your hands up on my waist

Lately, it seemed like all you and Chris did was fight and fuck. He was never there, leaving for months at a time answering your texts hours later, and barely giving you the attention you wanted from him. You understood it was his job to travel the world, pay attention to the fans, go to interviews and extravagant events. You knew you were just a casual hookup, probably one of many others but you couldn’t help your feelings towards him. He warned you, not to catch feelings, he warned you that it would only bring pain and ruin what the two of you had. In the beginning, when he first told you, “Nena don't get too attached to me, this is just a fuck and go” you thought he was just being cocky, always answering him with “you wish” and “Chris, you’re not my first and you’re definitely not my last” always giving him a little bit of playful attitude and playful sass. But you couldn’t help it, the more you guys hooked up the more you wanted more from Chris. His touch, his presence, his voice was like a drug and you the addict. Completely hooked on the feeling, unable to receive the same amount of pleasure from anyone else. "One last time" you kept telling yourself over and over again. One last time you would show up at his hotel room, one last time you would end up tangled in his sheets, one last time you would be near his intoxicating presence. One last time you would let him give you less than what you deserved. Your friends noticed what he was doing to you, noticing how you were not seeing clearly, your vision blurred out in your fantasy that you would be the first in a long time to tie down Christopher Velez. And your “one last time” brought you to his hotel room ready to break things off. You were ready to look into his brown eyes one last time and just rip the band-aid. But as he opened the door, all the speeches you practiced in the shower, before drifting off to sleep, with your friends all began to fade from your mind.

“Hey nena” he smiled at you as he opened the door further, stepping aside to let you in “I wasn’t expecting you-”

“We need to stop” you blurted out, as the key point was the only thing that stuck in your mind

I know it's really bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

Messing with my head, head, head, head, head

We drive each other mad, mad, mad, mad, mad

But baby, that's what makes us good in bed

Please, come take it out on me, me, me, me, me

I know it's really bad, bad, bad, bad

But baby, that's what makes us good in bed

His smooth words and genuine kindness had you rethinking your decision. You were thrown onto the hotel mattress, with his body hovering over yours. Your heart was beating out of its chest, as his lips pressed against yours. Your hands instinctively went to his hair, his smooth highlighted locks poking out between your fingers. Your bodies molded as one, as your legs wrapped around his lower torso. Heat rose to your core, as your breathing hitched with every breath seeming harder to produce than the next. He marked the weakest points in your neck, making you moan out as bolts of electricity were sent pumping through your veins. You felt your nerve endings pulsate, screaming out his name as more heat pooled between your folds. He kissed down your neck and on the collar bone. He helped you out of your shirt and unhook your bra.

“Sos hermosa” he growled as left soft kisses down the valley of your breasts

Blush rose to your cheeks by his simple words as you let out a soft whimper. But you needed his attention elsewhere and he knew it. He loved pulling out of you the most desperate whines and whimpers you could muster.

“Chris” you whined as your back arched

He encircled your hardened nipple and tugged at the sensitive flesh. He groaned in response, loving to hear how desperate his name sounded coming out of your lips. He moved over to your other hardened nipple giving it the same attention, creating a soaking wet mess between your thighs. The pounding between your legs felt unbearable, as Chris made his way down past your navel. Your thighs naturally opened up as much as they could giving Chris more access to where you needed him. He unraveled your leggings and smiled from ear to ear looking at the mess he created. Your arousal soaked through the thin fabric of your panties. He teased your clothed slit and groaned as you tugged on his locks.

“Chris por favor fuck me stop teasing” you whined as you bucked your hips

He toyed with your clit over the cloth and groaned as your nails dug into his skin.

“Fuck nena” he huffed

It's bad

We drive each other mad

It might be kinda sad

But I think that's what makes us good in bed

He pulled down the thin fabric and exposed your glistening entrance. Your arousal was dripping out of your hole, and down your folds. Chris groaned something in Spanish you didn’t quite understand, too riled up, and lost in your moans and whimpers. You knew this was wrong, you knew he was only going to upset you right after this. But damn it he knew your body, he knew how to make you release the tension you didn't even know you were holding in. His tongue ran up between your folds, as his hands gripped on to your thighs, keeping them open wide. His knuckles turned white from the force he was using to keep you right where he wanted. Your back arched as you cried out feeling him pay attention to your swollen pearl. You tugged on his highlighted locks, as he sent you to the clouds. His thumb ran fast circles on your nub, drawing more arousal to drip out of you.

“Chris!” you cried out as his name seemed to be the only thing you could remember

Your thighs trembled as he slid two fingers inside you and pumped, curling them right into your g-spot. Your back arched off the bed as your mouth fell open letting out your louder moans. Your hole made the filthiest wettest noises as he brought you over to your high. Sucking on your pearl and tugging with his teeth, you were a mess within seconds, cumming within minutes. He gave you no time to recover as he slammed balls deep inside you. Eyes rolling to the back of your skull and little red lines ran down Chris’s bicep as your hands reached up to leave the same marks on his back. Chris groaned as his skin stung with your marks, not that he hated it. He loved how your face would contour and the face you would make every time he would slam inside you for the first time. You fluttered around him as he showered you in compliments and made his marks on your skin more obvious. Chris sent bolts of pleasure down to your core, with every placement of his lips. The coil tightened inside you, as his tip hit your g-spot with every thrust. Skin slammed against skin, as your moans mixed together as one making your toes curl. Walls spasming around his length as he sent you into another state of ecstasy. Coil snapping as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Chris rolled his hips evenly as he could, riding out your orgasm before letting his own knot snap. The thrusts turning erratic as he twitched inside you. Chris didn't hold back, his warm white juices filled your core before he pulled out of you. He rolled down next to you and stayed silent for a few minutes letting his heartbeat even out.

“So you really want to end this?” he asked as he stared at the ceiling

“Yea” you sighed as you got up and collected your things

“Alright,” he said nonchalantly getting his phone and scrolling aimlessly

I dedicate this verse to (Verse to)

All that good pipe in the moonlight

In the long nights where we did everything but talk it through

That's what we do, yeah (Oh)

You always let me down, boy (Oh, oh)

But when you're going down, I get so up (So up)

Don't know if I can find someone who do me like you do

After a long day at work and honestly a long week you went straight home. You were exhausted, to say the least, mentally drained and completely ready to shut the world out. You went straight to the kitchen and pulled out your stepping stool. Above the fridges ceiling tile were your mason jar and stoner box’s hiding spot. Getting back down on the ground, you leaned over your white countertop and rolled a fat blunt. You saved your keesh from this week, as a reward for tonight. The soft gray cushions molded around you as you plopped down with your blunt. Flicking your baby blue Bic lighter, you lit your problems away. The smoke filling your lungs brought you higher to the clouds with each puff. As you munched on your Cheetos you heard a soft knock on your door. Confused, you got up gingerly, hiding your weed and accessories under the couch and hiding the blunt behind you. Cautiously you opened the door expecting an angry neighbor but were shocked to see the person on the other side of the door.

"Chris?" It came out more of a question than a statement

"Hey nena" he said as you moved to the side letting him in

"Things ended between us what are you doing here?" You questioned

There was no real answer, his lips came crashing down on yours. He was like a drug, and you an addict. A slave to the intoxicating feeling of his hands, his lips, his voice. You melted into the kiss, being a puddle under him completely throwing out your standards. Your “one last time” speech. The THC running through your veins intensified all your feelings. Every cell in your being felt everything he was doing to you. And God it felt amazing. But things ended differently this time. Or so you thought. He stayed the night, or most of it. You fell asleep, wrapped up in his arms with the thought of things were going to change. Things were going to be better. He was going to change, magically mature overnight. But when you woke up, he left not a single trace of his presence behind.

I've been thinking it'd be better

If we didn't know each other (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

Then you go and make me feel okay

Got me thinking it'd be better

If we didn't stay together

Then you put your hands up on my waist (Ah-ha)

One last time You thought to yourself, inhaling in and exhaling out

He was gone for four months this time, the two of you going on with your separate lives. The time passed by quickly, your work promoting you and random hookups taking up your time. Your thoughts of Chris slowly fading away as you kept a local casual hookup around longer than usual. The casual hookup, Pablo, treated you better than Chris and was almost his size. Pablo slowly started staying the nights, he bought you little trinkets that reminded him of you, took you on dates. He was giving you the commitment and full attention you were searching for. But the second Chris texted you the hotel and room number he was staying at, you came running back. You entered through the lobby, smiling at the employees at the front desk as you made your way to the elevators. You were ready to demand better from him or cut things off. Ready to commit to Pablo and say goodbye to Chris. But you wanted Pablo to be Chris. You wanted Chris and would choose him over anyone. A part of Chris must have known, but a part of him couldn’t help but call you up. Rip you out from your average life and drag you into his world. Making your way to his room, you softly knocked. Your heart beating out of its chest as you heard shifting around behind the wooden door. Chris swung the door open and flashed you his signature smile.

“Hola nena,” he said as you stepped in the room

“We need to talk” you replied locking eyes with him watching his eyebrows furrow

I know it's really bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

Messing with my head, head, head, head, head

We drive each other mad, mad, mad, mad, mad

But baby, that's what makes us good in bed

Please (Please), come take it out on me, me, me, me, me

I know it's really bad, bad, bad, bad

But baby, that's what makes us good in bed

Your back hit the mattress as you pulled out of Chris. You were spent, going nonstop for five rough rounds with him. Marks of his touch decorated your skin, most prominent on your hips and neck. Loads of his juices deep inside you, filling you to the brim. Gravity pulling some of his seed out of you. Your swollen pearl throbbed, sensitivity taking over your muscles.

“This isn’t what I meant when I said we need to talk” you joked as you looked over at him catching your breath and feeling your heartbeat steady out

“Nena it’s not my fault you didn’t take my warning seriously” he sighed as he got up and threw on a fresh pair of briefs, “I said, in the beginning, its a fuck and go nena. It was fine when we first started nena whats the problem with that?”

To say the least, it was frustrating that he couldn’t see the obvious. The countless times the two of you ended things, completely tired of the other only to come back a couple of months later pretending “it’s over” never happened. You sighed, getting off the bed and collecting your scattered clothes hurriedly putting them on and grabbing your car keys from the dresser.

“I need more from you that’s the problem” you huffed as he made a face of annoyance.

“Nena you know I can’t” He snapped “and I won’t”

The rise in his voice took you back but you didn’t let it show. His words stung, shattering your heart into millions of pieces. You didn’t even respond, just rolling your eyes at him and stormed out. Slamming the door as hard as you could, as you held back tears.

It's bad

We drive each other mad

It might be kinda sad

But I think that's what makes us good in bed (That's what makes us)

It's bad (Oh-oh)

We drive each other mad (Oh-oh)

It might be kinda sad

But I think that's what makes us good in bed (That's what)

Fingers intertwining in Chris’s hair as you roughly tugged exposing how merciless you were feeling tonight. You shoved Chris on the couch, as you pulled at his shirt, brutally pulling it off him. It was common that after he would upset you and you would calm down while he was still around, you would dominate him. It was rare, however, considering he would upset you, leave for an extended period of time and by the time he would return everything would be long forgotten. Straddling his lap, you teased his hardening member with your clothed core. Chris melted under your touch, whimpering for more. But you were not going to give in easy, no matter how hard your clit pulsated.

“Fuck nena I’m sorry please” he whined feeling his dick stick up, cold air nipping his sensitive skin and you marking his neck. You painted his skin in red-violet clouds, giving him attention where he didn’t really need it. A part of you knew, that this was wrong. You were still talking and fucking Pablo. You didn’t know how he felt about you fucking other guys. But having Christopher Velez at your mercy made you not care. It was easy for you to quickly forget about Pablo once you slipped Chris inside you.

(Ah)

Yeah, we don't know how to talk (Mmm)

But damn, we know how to fuck

Another issue rose up, this time Chris brought it up. He’s a jealous man, and when he found out about Pablo he wasn’t happy. Chris demanded you stopped fucking Pablo on the side. You could have argued so many valid points like, “why does it matter when you refuse to commit?” But giving him a taste of his own medicine, you made the first move. Chris wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you closer. It was as if he completely forgot about you accepting another man inside you. Clothes went flying across the room, as limbs intertwined as one. Problems fading away as the lust-filled human instinct took over.

I know it's really bad, bad, bad, bad, bad (Ah)

Messing with my head, head, head, head, head (Messing with my head)

We drive each other mad, mad, mad, mad, mad

But baby, that's what makes us good in bed

Please (Oh, please), come take it out on me, me, me, me, me

I know it's really bad, bad, bad, bad

But baby, that's what makes us good in bed (That's what makes us good in bed)

The relationship you and Chris had was like a serpent eating its own tail. The ancient symbol of ouroboros. Representing cyclicity, a never-ending pattern between the two of you. Hence, the serpent in a perfect circular shape devouring its tail. The two of you could care less about the pain you caused each other. Always ending up at each others doorstep ready to say or promise whatever it would take to end up tangled between the sheets. Carelessly leaving after getting what they came for. Words and promises between the two of you were meaningless. One of you guys would always end up hurt, completely expecting one thing and being delivered the complete opposite. Your continuously saying one last time, like a broken record. Your own ouroboros of demanding better, but accepting the man standing in front of you, over and over again. Blinded by his words, his empty promises, the temptation was just too sweet for you to reject, for you to not take chance this one time. You guys were completely toxic for each other. More like an addicting poison killing the two of you slowly. It takes two to tango, and you weren’t so innocent. Like all humans, you had needs and desires, and you knew for a fact he would always indulge you when he was in town. You knew he had a demanding job, limited free time, and could never truly be there for you. You knew you weren’t the only one. Just one of the many girls he bothered to remember the name of. But it was your choice to turn a blind eye and demand for more from a man who couldn’t. Going in painful cycles of hurting one another, just to feel a human connection, fully knowing the other would never reject. The heart can only be broken so many times before it goes numb. Losing all feelings, not caring about anything at all but once you feel nothing, the sex feeling amazing. It temporarily fills a void inside you adding an intense pleasure.

It's bad

We drive each other mad

It might be kinda sad

But I think that's what makes us good in bed (That's what makes us)

It's bad (Mmm)

We drive each other mad

It might be kinda sad

But I think that's what makes us good in bed

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

For Paula and Lucia, who wanted this song into a fic. JUST KIDDING ITS FOR MY HOMEGIRL SAMANTHA SANCHEZ.

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drkcnry67 · 3 years

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join me?

title: join me?

pairing: Jared x reader

rating: 18+

fluff: single parent AU

kink: shower sex

tags: shower sex, single parent x single nanny, vaginal penetration, climax, asking someone you know to become your partner in raising your child

summery: not telling

mentioning @sweetness47

created for @spnfluffbingo @spnkinkbingo

kink list fluff list

the following AD you had placed on all the job boards:

“if you are a Single parent in need of someone to move in to help look after your kids, clean, cook for you Im that person. obviously i can cook, clean, drive, shop for groceries you know the esentials. basically anything you would require of me i can accomplish. call me at xxx-xxx-xxxx, to discuss details. sincerely YN. PS im willing to relocate if needbe. thank you for reading this.”

just like that it was done, it was posted. now, all you had to do was wait. someone was bound to call eventually.

after 3 weeks you were about to re-post the ad, your phone rang. someone from san Antonio, as far as you were concerned you knew of no one who lived in that corner of the world.

you took a chance and answered the call.

YN: hello!

Jared: yes, im looking for YN

YN: thats me

Jared: perfect, my name is Jared Padalecki. i’m a single father to a 4 year old boy named Thomas. he’s my mess maker & i love him to bits. but balancing between work and parenting is alot harder than most people think. my wife had divorced me she felt like i didnt care enough about her or the foundation she built, so one night she walked out and i havent seen her since. so anyway i was looking through the ads for live in nanny when i came across yours. your ad drew me to it, im sorry if this sounds too forward but its been hard.

YN: not at all. so what are the terms of this job?

Jared: well, as we speak im just finishing the details of your flight to San Antonio which first of all i need your current location like where you are coming from and how much baggage you are bringing.

YN: thats very kind of you to book me a flight. im coming from San Francisco with 3 suitcases and 2 carry ons. most of it are small keepsakes and other sich clothing items i pick up along the way. but not a big deal i just dont have a permenant home to leave anything at. so if you dont mind me coming with all my little nik naks and figurines...

Jared chuckled in the background before he spoke.

Jared: girl, i think we can deal with that. ill buy some wall shelves and a special case for your statues and figures, with enough room that should you want more you can get more. There will be a vehicle you can use to transport my son to school and do errands and stuff like that, there will be a spare room included for you with your own bathroom. The shopping can be done by you after you drop my son off to school on a day of your choosing. If you like all that your duties do not include yard maintenence. You are free to take my son out for shopping trips as well, you get a shared card to my all expense account to do all your spending for the house and for yourself. It goes straight to my account it's all good. I want your time here to be awesome.

YN: this is my cell, please tell me you have some good news about my flight details.

Jared: check your texts.

You check your messages before you go back to the call.

YN: thats a good flight, so what kind of plans are for when i get there.

Jared: well if you want we can go get the groceries when you arrive, after we leave the airport. then we can go for lunch and get you a few pretty things. sign some bank papers to put your name in my accounts.

Yn: that sounds good, I've just sent notice to my landlord, I'm just packing up some of my figures now. I'm gonna have to get my license and stuff switched over to Texas state license but I'm excited for this.

Jared: i know as am i its been a while since we had any type of female presence in the house. we havent any such thing, but tomorrow that all changes. i know that you are gonna bring a light into our lives that hasnt been here in well ever.

YN: glad i can help, now lets see whats the day tomorrow yields.

Jared: i am so excited, so is my son. he keeps asking when you are gonna be here. but it is gonna be a happy day tomorrow. i know that this is gonna sound strange, but i hope your the one that can save me.

you heard his tone change instantly, you felt the power coming from it. you felt the wet in your panties. you were not okay in the slightest. but you felt amazing at the same time.

YN: i guess ill let you go. ill shoot you a text when i get to the airport. cause i want to help you. i want to be the one to save you.

neither of you knew what the hell just happened, neither of you would remember what was said, at the end of it neither of you would be able to state the words of the other. it will remain that way till a different day in the near off future.

Jared: ill see you tomorrow... YN.

YN: jared.

the call ended, it was the moment when you felt like you could breathe again. the moment when you felt as though it would be your last. the moment when you felt like you were on cloud 9.

you went to the cornerstore to get a few travel items. a few other things as well. a lot of times before you travel you do this kind of big shop, but this time was not like most times. Jared was providing everything for you, you had to bring you and what you currently owned, as well as your documents and stuff like that.

after cleaning most of what you could in the apartment, you set your alarm and went to bed. you woke up to your 6:00am alarm. it was a long time but you were also a good half hour to the airport. you wanted plenty of time for check in and travel distance.

finishing packing, leaving your keys to the apartment in the hands of your landlord who helped you bring your bags out the front door. she wished you a safe trip and to call if you were ever in the area again.

you brought your bags to the cab and got in. you told the driver to take you to the airport. upon arrival at the airport, the cab driver helped you load your bags onto a cart and drove off. you pushed the cart into the airport, went to the check in desk.

check in lady: may i see your ticket and passport please?

You hand over your ticket and passsport. the lady scans your ticket and hands both your passport and ticket back to you.

check in lady: alright your good to go, the gift shop is open if you want to stop there, its just on your left passed security.

Yn: do I give you my suitcases! Well at least the ones that aren't carry ons.

Check in lady ushers for a security guard to come round to take the 3 suitcases from you. To which you smile and thank them and head off to go through security.

Security guard: please put all your bags in a bin, your jacket and shoes as well as your jewelry in this bin and then you can stand on this square we will bring you through and go from there.

you did as asked. you complied you went to stand on the square, were waved through, the thing didnt beep but you were still patted down and then given your stuff back. sent on your merry way, you were happily walking through the airport again.

you went to the gift shop, you were buying a few puzzle books to keep you entertained on the flight. as well as a dress off the rack and some playing cards (one of each type), and some statues. these ones were small but made you smile.

you paid for everything and then went to the bathroom to change and organize your bags. you come out of the bathroom, your hair is up in a ponytail. you go take a seat holding your passport and ticket.

after half hour of sitting there, your flight number was called. You pulled out your phone, texting Jared.

Yn (by text): morning, I am about to board my flight

Jared (by text): morning, I hope you have a safe flight, Thom and i cant wait to see you. Thom made you a sign we will be holding it, you have my word and honor that we will be good, we will all get along quite good.

YN (by text): of course, as do i. i look forward to getting to San Antonio and beginning a new life. the pre flight is starting ill let you know when i land.

Jared (by text): have a safe flight. see you in a few hours. i gotta bathe the kiddo.

The pre flight took a bit longer than you thought it would, but Jared's message was one you ended up saving as a screenshot. You listened to your music when the flight attendant said we were free to use the screens ahead of us and whatever else.

You even did some puzzle books and wrote in your journal.

You were nervous, of course you were nervous. This was the first time you were gonna meet a single dad and a son. Thoughts of what they might look like floated through your mind. The thoughts of the life you were stepping into were beyond what your mind could conjour.

But the way he spoke to you said something about saving you, made you wonder if something more was happening to him.

Something maybe in his past that might be coming after him now. There was a darkness in his voice that you couldn't shake.

But you shoke it off, you were not gonna let these thoughts consume you. You waited for the hours to pass, and they did rather quickly.

For what was once 30 mins that had passed, became an hour and a half. You were almost there. 8 am quickly turned into 1030am there was still half hour to go.

This was it the landing checks the whole pack up whatever you took out, close the trays un recline your seats, take out and shut off your music speech came quickly. You put away the books and things, you held your phone in one hand using the other to get up form your seat. You followed the people out of the plane.

You walked out onto the concourse and made sure you were lookin good before you stepped onto the escalator.

Jared was watching, but when his eyes landed on you coming toward him he smiled. He couldn't help himself. A little voice in his head told him not to smile, but to jump you instead. Jared ignored that voice for he didn't want to do anything harmful with Thom around. Even then he wouldn't. he instead watched you walk toward him.

Jared: YN.

YN: you must be Jared. It is a pleasure to meet you.

You both shake hands but a spark flows between both of your hands. Before you place your bags on the ground and look at Thom.

YN: you must be the little cutie. Did you make this sign all by yourself?

Thom nods and gives you a hug which you graciously return. You were feeling happy.

Jared: i think we should go wait by the luggage bay so we can grab your luggage. Then we can head off for lunch and shopping and paper filling.

YN: the luggage should have started coming out by now anyway right?

Jared: possibly. But i want to hear more about you, your adventures and can i just say that dress is delectable.

There it was again, that deep dark tone to his voice. He now held his hand out for your bags as Thom was urging for you to carry him. Jared carried your carry ons, you carried Thom who just smiled happily.

Jared: ive never seen Thom take kindly to anyone before. This is gonna work out just fine.

YN: thom is so sweet, i look forward to working with him on a daily basis. I also look forward to helping you with the house.

You smiled as thom came up to you and sat in your lap. Jared just watched amazed by your skill with kids.

As the luggage came round you pointed out your suitcases to Jared who grabbed them placing them on the cart.

You held thom who just contently hugged you. He nestled himself against the crook of your neck, soft snores filled yours and Jared's ears shortly after.

Jared: he barely slept last night he was too excited. I'm not surprised that he is sleeping now.

Jared says as you all walk to the car, Jared with the luggage cart, you holding thom. You gently placed thom in the car, you watch Jared place the luggage in the trunk.

Jared: and you are the miracle worker, he is asleep. He will sleep till we wake him for lunch. He will also hopefully sleep through the bank and licencing appointments.

Before he could say another word you went over and gave him a kiss to his cheek. The air between you both was growing thin.

This would have been your first kiss if not for the fact that jared’s watch went off.

Jared: we have to be at the bank in half an hour. Which is perfect but first i want to try something. Just dont move.

You didnt move you stood there as Jared slid his hand around your waist. And placed a soft kiss to your neck. Then moved to whisper in your ear.

Jared: a little bit of food for thought. The darkness is growing inside me and i swear i will hold it back as long as i can. But you need to understand you are the only one who can stop the darkness.

You went round to your side of the vehicle. Feeling a little flustered. Jared was behind you, you turned to see him, his eyes starring at you. His hand on your own, you feel a spark, you feel that same spark that you both had felt back in the airport, when you first met.

The ride to the bank was good, you and jared talked and went over a list for shopping and made a list of things to do when you arrived to Jared’s home. You were done the bank & licensing appointments.

Deciding that it would be easier pick up take out for lunch as Thom was still sleeping. Like he was out like a light. You guys were able to quickly go in follow the list and get everything on the list. Finally on the road with lunch and heading home to Jareds.

YN: so i guess i will need to set up some stuff and unpack.

Jared: ill even help you set up and build the shelving and things. Believe me your suite is gonna be your style when we are through with it. We are almost there. Then we will get you settled. And its still early in the day.

YN: lets hope that we can get a majority of this done before thom wakes up.

Jared: or at least un pack the car or have the lawn care people help with that as well. Ill just pay them extra for it.

Within a few moments after that you guys pull dup to a gate, where Jared used a key card to open it.

Jared: welcome to your new home YN!

From that point in the day you and Jared and thom spent it getting acquainted, you did some schooling with thom, jaredd helped you set up your suite, Jared and you celebrated with a glass of wine each before bed from then on. More little moments were stollen like the one that happened in the airport.

Something worse would be a drift in the near future. you didnt know what but you had a feeling that something would come to light that you would never expect in a million years.

~its now been 8 months and 12 days since you came to live with Jared and Thom. you settled in quite nicely. you drove back and forth to get thom to and from school, you cooked, cleaned and you happily did all the laundry. now we start our story again on the last day of school, with you just having picked up Thom from school and are in the car driving back home~

you had just gotten on the freeway Thom had passed out a while back for his afternoon nap. you were just happy for a small moment of peace and quiet. but your bluetooth came through the car at a volume that thankfully didnt wake Thom.

you saw it was Jared so obviously you answered.

Jared: hey hows it going?

Yn: good, thom is having a nap, im just on the freeway. how was work?

Jared: good, i couldnt wait for the day to be over. i have a surprise for you.

YN: for me or for me and thom or for all 3 of us

Jared: call it a family surprise.

YN: wait im part of the family. none of my jobs previously had ever considered me part of the family. its nice to finally be included in an actual family.

you could hear jared chuckle before he continued to speak.

Jared: i know you are new to the whole permenant family thing, and we are always gonna have a home here for you. but i want to celebrate the start of summer with a tradition.

YN: something new or something old?

Jared: a new tradition one that starts as soon as you guys get home...

YN: and will i need to pack a bag?

Jared: yes although i had my assistant at work go out and buy you a few new things for this trip today, so how long till you guys get home...

suddenly thom pipes up from the background.

thom: hi daddy.

Jared: hey little man, ive got a surprise for you when you and YN get home.

YN: we will see you in 10 minutes jared.

Jared: see you in the driveway

the call ended and you handed thom a sucker from your center console. he smiled and giggled all the rest of the way home. you pulled into the driveway parking in your normal spot.

Jared comes round to bring thom out first, after spinning him around before setting him down on the ground, he comes round to your side. he opens the door and extends his hand to you.

he helps you out of the car, and walks you to the door. where you all enter before Jared send thom up to his room to get ready. guess he had told thom the secret before he told you, but you were now standing in the living room with Jared who turns to you.

YN: what is the big surprise, i assume you told Thom and thats why he ran upstairs all excited.

Jared: i bought us a vacation house about 2 months ago. it is all season, and we get to go there and spend these next 6 weeks there. its in canyon lake about 2 hours by car. thom will probably sleep at least part of the way there. but YN i want you to know that i have a secret one that has me flustered enough to internally keep it from you for he is the glue that holds us together. but i wonder if perhaps we as in us 2 have a few things we can be together.

before you could respond Jared leaned in and placed a gentle kiss to your lips, for those 2 seconds it was like heaven had shot you with an arrow.

Jared pulled back and began to walk toward the kitchen to pack some trip snacks and drinks. but before leaving you alone in the living room he spoke.

Jared: ill leave you with that food for thought for it will be something to definately make conversation about later.

That kiss, your only real first kiss. Made you extremely excited. But the drive the 2 hour drive had you all hot and bothered. you went to pack your stuff in your bag. well at least thats what you thought, when you got to your room, you saw a suitcase, one filled with yours and Jareds stuff. maybe you guys were traveling light or there was already stuff out there for you guys.

you packed your journals, some games and a few books and of course a deck of cards in your backpack. you wheeled the suitcase out of the suite while carrying the backpack. then you went back in to put your hair back.

you heard someone calling your name. you answered the call and heard footsteps coming to your room. you turned to see Jared standing there, like nothing had happened downstairs.

Jared: are we almost ready to go?

YN: almost. just gonna get into something a bit more vacay less public appearance. meet you down in 2...

Jared: wear something sexy. i guarantee that you will be the hottest thing in the car. and you can pick the music.

you grabbed something out of the closet and took it into the bathroom. you came out to see Jared standing not facing you. till you would speak woulkd be when he would know you were there.

YN: does that mean we are bluetoothing it all the way there.

Jared: got the wireless charging pad installed and all ready to go. plus i hooked your phone to the bluetooth already. now when you are ready we will head out.

YN: i know. jared are we gonna discuss what happened between us downstairs?

Jared: that kind of talk is better suited for vacation.

thom is waiting by the door, you and jared bring down the last of the stuff. thom just as excited about this vacation as any little child should be. everything was loaded in the car, you went to lock the house and set the alarm. but before setting the alarm, you said the one word that you were sure might confirm your suspicions.

YN: christo!

the cross on the wall near by turned upside down. you finished setting the alarm after salting the doors and windows. only hoping that this would be easy, but now you were certain that you had figured out the darkness that Jared kept mentioning.

you went to the car, sitting down you nodded at Jared to start driving. and it was declared right then and there that you all were officially on vacation. Thom sat quietly and eventually passed out. your music playing in the background, Jared realizing that Thom had fallen asleep moved his hand to rest on your thigh.

this made you look at him, the darkness in his eyes faded when you placed your hand on his. the darkness that starred at you, the way his hand tightened on your thigh. you were the luckiest girl in the world. you hoped that this vacay would yield the answers you hoped you didnt need.

over the last little while you had done research on what you thought might be the darkness latched to Jared. after what happened in the house before you left with the cross. you were certain. Jared was possessed. and you had to stop this thing from doing something he would regret.

your mind circled with those thoughts, but a voice brought you out of your own mind.

Jared: you have been quiet, is everythign alright?

YN: yes everything is fine. just going over the list and making sure we dont need to have the lawn people do any extra tasks while we are gone.

jared: why do you think we forgot something?

YN: its just a feeling. but its nothing to worry about. now when we get there i assume that we are gonne have a tour and a chance to unpack before we decide our first vacation activity.

Jared: i also hope you dont mind sharing a room with me. its a little 5 bedroom cottage but the 3rd, 4th and 5th rooms are supposed to be guest rooms. they only has a cot and no closet. we are just waiting on a few parts to be reno’d in there.

YN: i think i can live with this arrangement. thom i assume is gonna be in a room close by.

Jared: yep he is at one end of the hall we are at the other. you know when i called you all those months ago, asking you to fly out here to help me, i was ready to give up on finding someone to help me take care of the house and Thom. but your ad made me have hope that maybe you would be the one that would save me.

YN: i think i know what darkness follows you but i wont know forsure until i can run a test.

Jared: what kind of test

YN: one that would need to be done when Thom is asleep. one that i hope will either prove me right or prove me a liar. that is if your willing to try.

Jared: im willing to try anything.

YN: well then we will try it tonight after Thom goes to bed.

neither of you had realized how much time had passed, then you saw a sign. Jared smiled.

Jared: we are close now.

YN: that sign that i just saw is that where we are going?

Jared: yep. once you se the place you will understand why i got it. and i sound proofed the master, just in case...

he winked at you as he slowed down at the edge of a driveway. he then guided your gaze to look ahead at the cottage that now stod before you.

Thom woke up shortly after you had pulled him out of the car. he rubbed his eyes and smiled as he ran toward the house, screaming happily as he approached the steps. where he waited for you and Jared.

you both brought what you could while still having hands to open the door and help Thom up the stairs. jared unlocked the door allowing you and thom to walk through first. your eyes went wide at the first glance of your home away from home with Jared and Thom.

this was gonna be an amazing vacation. you put down what you carried, as well as let go of Thom who was running around looking at everything. you spun round and somehow landed in the arms of Jared.

Jared: what do you think?

YN: what do i think.. this is amazing. i love this. this is incredible. i wouldnt trade this vacation for anything. honestly i would rather be no where else. im quite happy here.

Jared: as in this home or my arms.

YN: both. jared, i i...

just as your about to speak again. you and jared are interrupted by thom coming out of a nearby room half dressed.

Thom: daddy, YN can we go swimming now...

jared set you back on your feet and you both laughed.

Jared: in a few moments bud we gotta find the swim suits first.

as Jared said that the attendants brought up the luggage. you looked at Jared who just smiled and whispered in your ear.

Jared: you have the summer off to relax for 6 weeks. just be normal with me and Thom. these next hours could prove several things for us. starting with lets take Thom swimming and then go from there. we will hopefully eat when we return. the attendants are already preparing supper.

you could do nothing except smile. it was already turning into a really steamy vacay. you went to where you saw jared going through your shared suitcase. first chance you got you grabbed your bikini and cover.

you went into the nearby spare room closing the door behind you. you get changed, you could hear Jared ask one of the attendants to take Thom to find him a life jacket from the boat house. then you heard silence.

then you heard the sound of the door knob turning, you were only half done tying your bikini. when Jared walked in shirtless and wearing his swim trunks.

Jared: need help?

you froze in place at his words it was like your actions were not your own. it was a few seconds after that you felt his hands around your waist sliding slowly up your back.

Jared: i wish we had this place to ourselves. we would not be leaving that master suite for a while.

YN: i wish Thom was asleep so i could take away your darkness.

Jared: so you know what it is...

YN: yes and i need you alone when i take away the darkness, Thom would be in too much danger. dont worry you will be darkness free soon. you will be back in the light and free to live your live happy with me and Thom. im not gonna let this darkness ruin your life any longer. tonight it gets banished.

Jared: just gotta tire Thom out enough that he will sleep tonight.

YN: well then lets not keep him waiting any longer.

you and jared walk outside and down the path to the lake. you were amazed at the wonder and beauty before you. bout halfway to the lake, you were pressed against the back side of a nearby tree. Jared’s eyes darkened at the sight of you, the feeling of your body beneath his hands had him hard, you could feel it against your lower back.

Jared: once Thom is gone to bed, I'm gonna make Jared watch through his own eyes as I fuck you into next week. Jared will never inhabit his body again.

You struggled slightly before speaking.

YN: i address the entity within, who are you?

Jared’s form just smiled evily at you, his hands still freely roaming your body.

YN: well you should also know that you wont live long enough to fuck me into next week. im gonna expell you from Jared’s body and send you back where you came from. now i command thee for all that light brings give me Jared back immediately.

once you finished speaking Jared’s body fell to his knees, you kneel down to only be hugged by Jared.

Jared: I'm sorry, I'm so sorry

YN: don't worry, just calm down. That demon is gonna be gone when I do the ritual. Take a few moments to breathe, I'm gonna go sit on the dock where the attendant is in the shallows with thom. Just take your time.

You placed a kiss to his cheek, then walked the rest of the way to the lake. Upon arrival at the lake, you watched the attendant and Thom, playing in the shallow water.

Attendant: miss YN. Where is Master Jared?

YN: he will be along shortly he just wanted to check his messages make sure everything is running smoothly.

Attendant: then I shall stay down here with you both till he arrives. How do you like the place Miss?

Yn: it's gorgeous. I love it. I have never been invited to go on any type of vacation. Not even in my own family. So this was a really awesome surprise.

Attendant: that is so sad... Well to many more times like this then. Thom here is a amazing little kiddo, you have been working so hard master Jared just wanted to give you a vacation you wouldn't soon forget.

Thom meanwhile was just enjoying the water, his expression had a huge smile on it. He was wet head to toe and absolutely having fun!

You kept waiting on the dock for Jared to approach and for 10 min he didn't till you, looked and saw his form approach.

you sat on the dock and felt him slide down behind you, his legs are on either side of yours, his arms round your waist. you both sat there enjoying the view while Thom played with the attendant in the water below. neither you nor Jared felt like moving knowing that in a few hours you both would be expelling the demonic force that lay now dormant inside Jared.

Jared: do you know what is better than sitting here on the dock.

YN: what

Jared: sitting on the dock with you surrounded by nature, this will be the best vacation ever once we get rid of the demon.

~time skip to a few hours later. after some swimming you all went back to the house for dinner. after dinner you guys played a game or 2 with Thom who then went with one of the attendants and had a bath, then it was time to put him to sleep. you and Jared read him a story, then he fell fast asleep. for he truely was tuckered out, you and Jared dismissed the attendants and locked the doors for the evening. you both went to the master suite as we return to the story.~

YN: i need to set something up first can you wait like 5 minutes before you enter the bathroom. oh and dont plan on showering in your trunks, and bring towels with you. i have a feeling like we will need them when we are done.

Jared: ill see you in there.

you walk towards the bathroom, holding the prayer beeds in one hand and un doing your bikini in the other. you placed the bikini on the ground and set your phone on the counter.

YN: Exorcizo te, creatura aquae. In nomine dei patris omnipotentis et in virtute spiritus sancti.

you finished the incantation and placed the rosery on the shower head so it lands in the water. then you took one look out the window and just let the water run over your body.

Jared walks in with nothing on he places the towels on the counter, you see him out of the corner of your eye.

Yn: join me?

Jared didn't need an invitation he was already climbing in behind you. For he knew that this was the only way to expell the demon.

You turned around and now faced him, you looked up at him holding his gaze you move him round so he is under the water.

His body starts shaking that's when you spoke again.

Yn: please let this work...

You had him lift you up so he was holding you as you slid down onto his cock, and spoke the incantation that hopefully would save his life. In other words bring his light fuller to push away the darkness.

Also there was a Devils trap in the floor where jard was standing you had the attendantz draw one, for the demon to be sent straight back to hell. With a clear voice the following words were spoken by you.

Yn: exorcisomus te, omnis immunus spirits, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursion infernalis adversarri, omnis legio, omnis congregato, insectas diabolicas, ergo dracto malidicte, eclesium secura fascious liberate, te regamous, audinos

At that point black smoke came out of Jared's mouth, and went straight through the floor. When Jared looked at you again his eyes were clear and he leaned you against the wall.

He began thrusting his hard cock in and out of your pussy. It was something that both of you had dreamed about for months.

His hard cock pounding your sensitive tender pussy. With each thrust you climaxed. But it was the kisses that left you both breathless.

The more he thrust the more he came. After 45 minutes and 16 climaxes for the both of you.

Jared set you down, helped you rinse off, both of you getting out after Jared turned off the water, Jared wrapped a towel round you, then he dried himself off.

Jared: thank you. Thank you for saving my life. But where did you learn to do that.

YN: too much research on the paranormal. I knew something was off and when that demon named himself I knew what I had to do.

Jared: would you consider making your time here a role more permenant than just a nanny?

YN: what kind of role would that be?

you are immediately pickd up and placed on the bed with Jared crawling on top of you. he made love to you for a few moments before just curling up with you in his arms and muttered only 2 words before he crashed.

Jared: marry me

you used voice command to turn out the lights before passing out yourself. when you both woke the next morning with just a sheet covering your still cuddling forms. you blinked a bit before moving a piece of Jared’s hair out of his eyes.

it was a few moments later that Jared stirred.

YN: morning handsome.

Jared: that was the best ive slept in years.

YN: do you remember saying anything after we hit the pillow last night.

Jared twists away from you for a moment and pulls something out of one of the drawers in his nightstand, before coming back to your embrace.

Jared: all this time i felt empty and now i want nothing more than to have you stay permenantly. YN will you partner with me in raising Thom full time, not as a nanny but as a step mom to him. YN i believ i already asked you this but will you marry me?

he reveals a small rose gold band with a 15k diamond in the center surrounded by your birthstone and Jareds birth stone. this made you nod alot, trying to find your voice as the cool metal band slid on your finger.

YN: yes! yes yes yes!!!! but umm does this mean we dont have to leave this bed right away.

Jared: i think that can be arranged besides its still early. its only 6am... we are still on work time.

going back to cuddle mode you admired your new ring as Jared now once more wraped your form in his own, your leg draped over his hip and you guys were basically a free range pretzel. so to speak. it became the start of the life you always wanted something permenant and stable. not loose and ragged.

goes to show love strikes when you least expect it.

#spnkinkbingo #spnfluffbingo

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CHARACTER SHEET:: Claude Frollo

TW: Abuse, Mental Illness

Feels like we’re on the edge right now

I wish that I could say I’m proud

I’m sorry that I let you down

Oh, I let you down

All these voices in my head get loud

And I wish that I could shut them down

ORIGINS & FAMILIAL RELATIONS:

Name: Claude Frollo

Nickname: None

Reason for Name: Claude was named after his grandfather, a man he would never get to meet. He was often told stories of how he was kind and loving and how, as he grew, Claude would grow to look like him too.

Birthday: 11 April 1981 (Pisces)

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Vercors, France

Places lived since: Swynlake, England

Number of siblings: None

Relationship with family (close? estranged?)

Marc Olivier Frollo (father): Claude remebers very little of his father, his death happened so long ago. What he does remember he holds onto dearly, for it is the love he rememered his father having for him that he keeps selfishly for himself. He has fragmentary memories of helping his father on their quaint little farm, the French countryside rolling around him. He remebers gentle hands and a humble smile, dirt-caked fingernails and a deep, soothing voice...though he knows very little of him, Claude mises what he remebers. The sanctuary he was promised by his parents was an empty one and that is the one bitterness he holds against his father. For not knowing. For dying. [FC: Jean Dujardin]

Amélie Frollo ( neé Duchesneau) (mother): What Claude remenbers of his mother is a sweet voice and soft hands, a warm home and a full table. Though they were not the most well-off Amélie always made sure her son had food in his belly. The memories he has of her are perhaps the fuzziest of all but what he does know he holds close to his heart. [FC: Anna Silk]

Laurent (ward of): Claude’s meories of Laurent are the ones that overrid everything else. The man was a walking demon in Claude’s life, a gaping hole so wide that left him paralized with fear, regret, and so much anger he could choke on it. It was because of this man that Claude’s life had been so altered and it largely because of him that the priest found himself in Swynlake in the first place.

Happiest memory: Playing with the family dog in the hills just outside the family farm.

Childhood trauma: Laurent’s physical, mental, and sexual abuse.

PHYSICAL:

Height: 5′10″ (177.8 centimeters)

Weight: 159 lbs (72 kg)

Build: Tall and wiry but well-muscled

Nationality: French

Complexion (freckles, acne, skin tone, birthmarks): Claude has clear skin with few blemishes. He has freckles that lightly span across the bridge of his nose and cheekbones and across his shoulders but they are hard to see unless you’re looking for them.

Distinguishing facial features: Claude has his mother’s eyes, or so he has been told. They are a striking blue and stand out rather starkly against his fair complexion.

Hair color: Dark brown

Usual hairstyle: Cut short usually though if it is a bit longer he finger-combs it back

Eye color: Blue

Glasses? Contacts?: Neither

Style of dress/typical outfit(s): When he isn’t wearing his priest’s garb, Claude can be found rather casual in jeans, t-shirts, and sweaters. He prefers comfort over extravagance unless it is absolutely required of him.

Typical style of shoes: Nice dress shoes when preaching but otherwise he can be found barefoot (at home) or in tennis shoes/boots, depending on the weather.

Health (is this person usually sick? or very resilient?): Claude was a rather sickly child. Perhaps this was due to a natural disposition (as many believed) but the boy knew it was primarily because of the magic that weakened his immune system. Under Laurent’s “care” it was primarily due to the neglect and abuse that he was subjected to. However, as an adult, Claude rarely gets sick, as long as he sleeps and eats enough.

Grooming (does she/he wear makeup? shower daily? wear only clean clothes? pluck his/her eyebrows?): Claude has to keep up an appearance of cool, calm and collected so he is incredibly meticulous about his grooming habits. Part of this is his constant need to please, which stems primarily from the abuse he sustained at the hands of Laurent. Being belittled, struck, or starved when he was not in complete compliance with the deacon left an impression. In all of this, to say Claude doesn’t mind being dirty is an understatement. Occasionally, he can be found elbow deep in dirt out back and not care. Occasionally, he lets himself sleep in and not worry about the fact that he has to have perfectly quaffed hair and a collar buttoned up all the way to his chin.

Jewelry? Tattoos? Piercings?: HAHAHAA yes ok so he has them. Two very large ones in fact. A chest tattoo, that extends over his right shoulder to about his elbow, of an angel. She looks down and her wings are folded behind her. Though many assume it to be just a religious symbol it is also more than that, personal. The angel is meant to represent his mother. It was done in an act of defiance while he was in law school. His second, though smaller, resembles a mix of this picture: the cross on his left forearm, twisted around with thorns and an olive branch running up the “stem” of the cross. That one is more just because he liked it. And he used to have a piercing but he took that out after passing the bar, though he’s considered putting it back.

Accent?: Super French. I kinda imagine this but softer? Idk he’s adorable love him

Unique mannerisms/physical habits: When he’s nervous or unsure, Claude tends to rub the back of his head or neck or, occasionally, his throat. It is not so much a comfort thing as it is a habit. When he’s thinking he chews on his bottom lip or whistles between his front teeth.

Athletic: Uh he exercises if that’s what you’re asking? Occasionally he will play games with the children after church.

INTELLECT:

Level of education: A bachelor’s degree in pre-law (or whatever the equivalent of this is in France). He also passed the (French equivalent) of the bar exam and is technically a lawyer alongside his seminary schooling that was done.

Level of self-esteem: Claude is much more confident than he was in France. Though he won’t say it, I equate it to the absence of Laurent in his life. However, he is still pretty soft-spoken and can doubt his motives, opinions, or ideas when he is feeling down.

Gifts/talents: Claude is a gifted orator and people flock to him to listen to what he has to say, despite the fact that he often does not go looking for this. He is also rather adept at playing the organ (cathedral organs ftw) and that translates over to knowing how to play the piano relatively well, too, though that took more practice bc it is different.

Shortcomings: Claude is incredibly hard on himself. Again, this stems from Laurent the demon deacon.

Style of speech (loud, mumbler, articulate, etc.): Claude’s words are pretty easy to understand because he has to speak clearly and concisely for both of his professions. His accent is light but not too bad.

“Left brain” or “right brain” thinker?:

Artistic?: Kinda? He can make figurines.

Mathematical?: Yes, definitely. He did most of the church’s finances.

Languages?: French, English (maybe something else later idk)

Neuroses: He can be occasionally paranoid.

Life philosophy: tbd

Religious stance: A naughty Catholic schoolgirl basically

Cautious or daring?: Cautious at work, daring everywhere else.

Optimist or pessimist?: Generally pretty optimistic but he becomes an occasionally sad drunk so that’s when is pessimism rears its ugly head.

Extrovert or introvert?: Extroverted definitely, though he likes being alone.

Level of comfort with technology: Decently comfortable. He isn’t completely useless at it but not the best either.

RELATIONSHIPS:

Current marital/relationship status: Lowkey a man whore. He enjoys the finer aspects of people.

Sexual orientation: Does sexual count? I honestly don’t know. Maybe pansexual?

Past relationships: NOPE not touching that one

A social person? (popular, loner, some close friends, makes friends and then quickly drops them): Claude is a rather simple person tbh but he tends to acquire people and not really understand how he gets them?

Most comfortable around (person): He is most comfortable around those he sees on a day-to-day basis (like his congregation) though perhaps two of the people he was/is most comfortable around are Jim Grant, Annette’s father, who has recently passed, and Roscoe Sykes. FOR WHATEVER REASON he is incredibly fond of the man and it is lowkey adorable hilarious. I can’t wait to see what Lauren and I can do with that.

SECRETS:

Life goals: Claude wants to be a good man, he does. But he also has his secrets and he has to get by them. He is a sinful man and, for a priest, that is not a good thing. I also want him to be comfortable using his degree as a lawyer to bail out Roscoe from jail probs his advantage/as another career option.

Dreams: Claude has always wished to own property out in the countryside. He enjoys the quiet and the solitude. He had always dreamed of buying his family property back from the church but that has yet to happen and may never because he doesn’t dare show his face in France again, not after Laurent.

Greatest fears: Someone digging Laurent out of his past. Or, better yet, Laurent not being dead.

Most ashamed of: Not being strong enough to stop the things Laurent did.

Compulsions: Claude occasionally has urges to harm people, irrationally, or to try on feminine articles of clothing. This is attributed to his personalities ghosting over into his dominant persona.

Obsessions: Claude himself is not obsessed with anything but Arnaud is obsessed with the Romani dancer from France and anyone who looks like them.

Secret hobbies: Claude enjoys hiking and rock climbing and if he could do them often he would.

Secret skills: He can tie the stem of a cherry with his tongue haha ok ok seriously ummmm I think he can whittle. Or he used to draw. He didn’t have much free time outside of the church as a kid so he learned to do things.

Crimes committed (and was he/she caught? charged?): Technically Claude murdered Laurent but he doesn’t remember doing it, just finding him, but he can put two and two together. He suspects that much of the old congregation may have caught on so he could technically be a wanted man rn.

What he/she most wants to change about his/her current life: He has waffled back and forth about whether or not to use his law degree or not.

What he/she most wants to change about his/her physical appearance: He actually would not? He likes how he looks. Maybe put his earring back in?

DETAILS & QUIRKS:

Night owl or early bird?: Early bird completely. The man likes his sleep and he uses most nights to do that.

Light or heavy sleeper?: Heavier sleeper than he was with Laurent but he still wakes up if he hears a noise downstairs.

Favorite food: Sablé Breton

Least favorite food: Escargot (he’s French but snails are meant to live on the ground not to be eaten thank you very much)

Favorite book: tbd (he needs a favorite book)

Least favorite book: Anything by Jules Verne. He just can’t get into the whole “there’s a world at the center of the earth” premise. Or that a man traveled around in a submarine for his entire life like? No thank you.

Favorite movie: Casablanca probably

Least favorite movie: tbd

Favorite song: na

Least favorite song: na

Crunchy or smooth peanut butter?: Smooth peanut butter

Lefty or righty?: Lefty

Favorite color: Yellow or white

Cusser?: YEP

Smoker? Drinker? Drug user?: He still smokes and drinks and he used to do drugs back in college but they were not the hard kind. Mainly ecstasy or acid etc. He could be persuaded to take something of that nature again though, depending on who’s offering it. I know he is the worst priest.

Biggest regret: Not returning to his countryside home when he had the chance.

Pets?: One cat currently, called Saint. He’s all black, roams around the church grounds as a mouser.

#monsieur: claude #bdrptask #//goodness it's been like a month but here you go

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