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kingdaddydaichi · 4 months

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WHEN HE WEARS NOTHING BUT A TOWEL

.ೃ࿔*:･ PAIRING: husband!daichi sawamura x f!reader

.ೃ࿔*:･ WC: 1.2k

.ೃ࿔*:･ WARNINGS/NOTES: nsfw. MDNI. oral (f. rec). bathroom sex. creampie. is there anything sexier than a fine looking man stepping out of a hot shower? maybe, but rn my head is filled with images of daichi in a steamy bathroom with wet hair and nothing on but a low-hanging towel so that's what you're getting. GODSSSS he's so fucking KKGHKLHGLN. being as handsome as he is should be a crime so i can make a citizen's arrest and restrain him. DAMN, it feels good to write for my hq hubby again.

your husband steps out of the shower, the pristine white towel hanging low on his hips, contrasting perfectly with his darker skin as a plume of steam follows him out the door. daichi's skin is moist all over, his fingers running through his short, dark brown hair. those big brown eyes narrowing slightly and his lips curving into a sly, crooked grin when he sees you ogling him. a bead of water trails from his chest and down his abs, bringing your attention to the trail of black hair leading from his navel to the top of the towel. there’s also a small patch of hair between his pecs, but what really draws your eye is the mouth-watering bulge just beneath the towel. even before he’s hard you can appreciate just how big he is. his shape is pressing against the soft cotton, making you mindlessly lick your lips.

“you look like you’re going to eat me,” he teases with his knowing smirk that always makes him look even more handsome, especially with his wet, tousled hair.

“i just might…” you say, biting your lip and making his smile widen.

prying your eyes from the protrusion that hangs just beneath his towel, you saunter towards him with a devilish grin to match his before placing your hands just above his hips. despite the heat that soaks his skin, goosebumps form under your soft touch and his cock twitches when he leans down to press a slow, tender kiss on your lips.

“feeling a little cock hungry, hm?” he mutters playfully.

“can’t help it,” you say with a slight whine that goes straight to his member. wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer, you continue, “it’s your fault for looking so tasty…”

“i think i might have something that’ll fill you up,” he whispers.

your smiles touch again, but this kiss lingers and suddenly it feels much warmer in the steamy bathroom. daichi’s tongue teases the seam of your lips and you gladly bid him welcome. a muffled groan rumbles in his chest and he pulls you closer, the masculine scent of his shower gel washing over you as his strong hands slide down to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze when you feel his semi press against your lower belly.

you roll your hips, rubbing against him as your mouths move together, his cock getting harder by the second. daichi catches you off guard, making you yelp in surprise when he suddenly picks you up and sits you down on the counter behind you. a couple of items get knocked over when he yanks your open legs towards him.

“mmm…so forceful. looks like i’m not the only one who’s hungry…” you say pointedly, glancing down at the shape of his cockhead straining against the towel as your fingers play at the edge of the soft barrier.

daichi is taking you in, his darkened brown eyes roaming your body when he gathers the hem of your shirt and pulls it off you. “hard not to be when you whet my appetite like this.” he reaches for your waistband and you lift your butt to let him work your bottoms off. your hands explore his broad chest as he squeezes the fat of your thighs, your kisses growing more and more urgent. your husband’s lips travel down your neck while he slips a gentle finger between your folds, making you groan with pleasure.

“already so wet and sensitive for me…” his lips continue blazing a trail down towards your core before slowly sucking a bruise on your inner thigh.

“it’s what you do to m-” your ability to speak ends there with a gasp and your eyes roll back when daichi tongues your clit. no one has ever eaten your pussy like your husband does. the way he swirls his wet muscle around your tiny bud as he works a thick finger inside you, thrusting slowly while rubbing that spot he knows like the back of his own hand; the way he closes his lips around your clit and sucks you in has your legs trembling.

he can feel you getting tighter around his finger as your fist clenches in his damp, messy hair, making him moan against your cunt, the vibration nearly sending you but he pulls off before you’re too far gone. he smirks when you whine at the loss of him but he’s still fingering you when he claims your mouth again.

“dai~” you pant as you reach for the towel, hands frantic and blind, but you manage to find where it’s tucked into itself and pull. the thing falls to the floor, pooling around daichi’s bare feet as his cock springs into your hand, the tip dark red and leaking.

you don’t have to say anything else. he already knows by the pitiful whimper in your voice and the way your hand is trembling as you stroke him. he lets you line him up to your needy hole, swearing under your breath at the stretch when his thick cockhead spreads you wide. he puts his hands on your hips and watches his tip disappear inside you, an open-mouth moan escaping him as your wet heat envelopes him, so tight and velvety soft. so slick and ready for him that he fills you up carefully and completely, pushing all the way inside you in one slow thrust. a groan rumbles in his throat as he retreats just enough to be able to thrust into you again and again.

with one of your hands planted behind you and the other wrapped around the back of his neck, you watch through lust-laden eyes as daichi’s body moves. he rubs your clit in tiny circles with his thumb while his other hand holds your thigh close to his waist. dark chocolate eyes stare right back into yours as he fucks into you, making love to your very soul. the way your succulent walls pull him back in with every heavy drag of his cock has him panting through parted lips, his pace quickening until the lewd slaps of wet skin echo around the bathroom walls.

this angle, this pace, the flicking of his fingertip over your hard clit; the sound of his quiet grunts and his warm voice when he tells you he’s close - in this moment you live and breathe daichi sawamura. it all goes straight to your core all at once, your hips pitch and your thighs tighten against his undulating hips.

“that’s it, cum for me, sweetheart…”

his command sends you over the edge. your face twists in sheer pleasure as heat sears through your womb, eyes squeezed shut as you cry out his name.

“fuck,” daich hisses through gritted teeth, thrusting so deep inside you until there’s nowhere left to go, but his hips rock and rut into you harder as his balls tighten closer to his body. he stifles a whine in his throat as his white hot seed erupts from his slit, hips twitching and his cock throbbing even after he’s fully spent himself inside you.

you pull him to your lips, his eyes closed and face relaxed, and he kisses you back lazily as you both catch your breaths, checking in with each other in hushed tones and whispering sweet 'i love you's. when his softened cock slips out of you, his thick cum leaks from your cream-filled cunt, dripping and pooling onto the steamy countertop below.

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shiny-jr · 11 days

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Haiii <3 I've seen your damnation au posts floating around my dashboard here and there, and I scrolled past many times by now (i had completely misunderstood the plot, not your fault, im just smooth brained) I finally caved and read it, and holy shit wow, its so good??? I took the quiz, and got the one I wanted on my first try (Pomefiore) and WOW. I then proceeded to read all of the others, and they're all great (especially the Savanaclaw one, I liked the world building you did, all of the leaps felt logical), but Pomefiore remained my favourite. I REALLY liked it, reread it several times. I wished to express how much I liked it, so for you Shiny, I bring two drawings as tribute. I bring a little meme I felt was funny, and my take on the raven retainer, because the look described was GENDER (mmm cloak and concealed sword and poison and dungeonnnnnn) Thank you for writing it, it brought much joy to me. If you ever make a Diasomnia one, I'll be dragged back by my ankles (Lilia is so premium)

(aaaaa i love his outfit so much) (featuring, what retainer looks like with the hood up)

I can see how people may not want to read. Imagine wanting to read as a sweet little treat, opening the 'read more' part and getting something that covers almost your whole screen-- yeah, that's my bad. 😭

Anyways, your take on Raven!MC is very stunning?? They're serving. Cunty (I recently learned that word from a mutual, hoped I used it right). The golden chains reminding me of a bird locked in a cage, the color scheme of the background fits so well especially considering the dorm, even the book is a great addition! And the bandages for the hand injury!! I nearly missed that! So much attention to detail. Each brushstroke looks so smooth and satisfying, I just can't explain it.

In simple words, I love your style. Give me your artistic talent.

#shiny speaks #damnation twst au #fanart

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bisexual-horror-fan · 1 year

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(seems like a good place to leave this) Billy edging you until you're nearly screaming, then handing you over to Stu, who overstimulates you until you're definitely screaming. Thoughts?

So you throw two of my favourite boys, my all time fave poly ship at me with my favourite kink ever and expect me to not write something for it? You would be extremely mistaken Anon. I have so many thoughts about all this and this is literally THE place to leave a thought like this. So let’s get into it.

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Rating. Explicit. Length 2K. Billy Loomis X Stu Macher X AFAB! GN! Reader. They/Them Pronouns. Poly!Ghostface. Warnings: Dirty Talk. Edging. Orgasm Denial. Vaginal Fingering. Vibrator. Toy Use. Overstimulation. Hitting. Punishment Play. Pain Play. Begging. Crying. Forced Orgasm. Vaginal Sex. Billy And Stu Being The Worst/The Best.

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A Battle Of Wills.

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This is your fault.

At least that is what he keeps saying to you, continually tells you and reminds you, that this is all because of you. To quote him about ten minutes ago when you were whining, “If you’d just kept your mouth shut I wouldn’t be doing this to you.”

You are positive that he thinks he is making a good point but no one is forcing him to do this, he made this choice of his own free will and speaking of will that is how this all started. Claims over who had the strongest will, who could last longest in this scenario, and you are coming to realise that perhaps you were too confident, okay, not just confident, leaning more towards outright cocky and now you were paying for it.

You were just so sure that Billy wouldn’t be able to have the self restraint for this, you thought that being naked and below him, moaning and squirming, fully on display. You thought the feeling, the view, hell even the smell would draw him in and make him cave before you did, and yet, you were, fuck, you aren’t even sure how many edges deep at this point. Billy was showing no signs of wanting to slow down or stop or even release himself from his jeans, that smug look on his face, between your splayed legs, two fingers lazily pumping in and out as his thumb circles your clit as he asks, “How you holding up?”

Asshole.

You open your mouth to speak and his thumb presses harder as his fingers curl just so and it makes you let out the most pathetic sounding moan as opposed to any actual proper words and he laughs, “That’s not a real answer.”

Sucking down a deep breath, brows stitched together as you try to ignore the pleasure coursing through your tense body as you try to push out a response that won’t have him mocking you. The words that leave you sound rushed and strained, “M’ fucking fine.”

“Oh yeah, you totally sound fine.” Your eyes run down the length of your body to him, staring up at you with that look that makes you clench around his fingers, something he of course notices and naturally comments on, “I felt that.”

Before you could say anything else another voice is cutting in that has both you and Billy’s attention snapping towards the bedroom door, seeing Stu leaning against the door frame looking all too amused, “Now what is going on here?”

“A battle of wills.” Billy says before his attention is returned to you along with the quickening of his fingers once more, “Oh really?”

“Mmm.” He hums out as Stu pushes off the door frame and comes closer, his gaze feels predatory and somehow makes you feel even more naked than you already are in your totally bare state.

Billy hadn’t stopped and Stu watching now was adding to this, pushing you to the edge quicker, pleasure spiking at an alarming rate. He was watching every small movement and reaction with great interest, the way your chest rose and fell, the stuttering of your words when you try to speak, the hitching of your breath.

"Hi." He greets with a small wave, playful and totally him and you push out the response of, "Hey Stu."

The sensation rises, climbs, you are almost there, you are too keyed up at this point to do anything to hide how you approached that ultimate moment and thus he knew just when to stop, just when to pull his fingers out. He was cleaning them off, a groan against his own slick digits, revelling in the taste of your pure unfiltered frustration as you fight off the urge to sob.

Stu was beside the bed, hands in his pockets, head cocked to the side slightly, eyes roving over your sweat soaked form and he spoke again, “Soooo, name of the game is who can break first? He edges you till you beg to cum or he breaks first and has to fuck you?”

Still breathless you nod, eyes falling closed as you try to regain some composure, Stu snickers, “Musta really pissed him off this time. How long you been at it man?”

“Oh what would you say? Getting near an hour now.” He admits and you huff out a weak, “Feels like two.”

“And you still haven’t given in, it’s honestly impressive.” Billy praises and the warm feeling of pleasing him washes over you briefly before he says, “But I gotta get going soon, so let’s wrap this up, okay?”

“Shit yeah, it’s Wednesday, you got a class soon.” Stu said as if he just remembered and Billy grunts in acknowledgment as he was shifting on the mattress, you hear the nightstand opening, hear him rooting around for something and then it snapping closed again. “Yeah, but don’t worry, after I break em then I got a treat for you Stu.”

Stu points to himself with a wide grin as he lets out a pleased, “Ooooh, for me? You shouldn’t have.”

Billy is back between your legs and the bright flash of colour in his hand catches your eyes before the item he got from the nightstand is between your thighs and the sound of consistent humming fills the room. As soon as candy coloured silicone touches your overly sensitive clit your head is thrown back against the pillows, body is immediately taut, legs jerking from the sharp rush of sensation and the bliss hits like a ton of bricks, weighing you down, rooting you to the spot. Stu laughs as he exclaims, “Jesus, you’ve done a number on em. So loud!”

Were you being? You hadn’t even realised you were moaning until Stu pointed it out, long and low, curses and panting breaths and unable to stay still. It took all of two minutes for you to approach the edge, and that is when you break, that is when you beg at last, “Please, please, please, fu-fuck, I can’t take it, I can’t, no more, please!”

Closer and closer still, he didn’t look like he was going to move away, was holding the vibe just right on you and your eyes stay locked on him, still begging, still pleading, completely and utterly desperate, “Need it so b-bad, need to cum, please, please, M’ sorry! Just let me finish, let me feel it, please Billy!”

He had this look on his face, as if he was considering and that shift in his eyes like he might pull away again it makes you more frantic as your legs begin shaking. Your fingers are tugging on the sheets, back about to arch your volume increases, as if begging louder would make him listen. You were two seconds from tipping over, “Fuck, fuck! Right there, gonna cum, yes-”

That is the moment he turns it off.

You nearly scream, the heels of your hands press to your eyes and you want to break something, you cannot believe how bad this is, how in need you are as you fight back tears, laying slack on the bed and leaking an obscene amount you bite out, voice breaking, “You fucking asshole!”

“Awe, touchy, touchy.” He admonishes you for your comment by laying a firm smack down between your legs, the hit lands on your extremely sensitive cunt and the tips of his fingers catch on your clit and your legs respond to the rush of pain with a twitch as you yelp. He then tells you, “No one likes a sore loser.”

Somehow you restrain yourself from flipping him off but just barely.

You feel him shift again on the bed and your hands pull away, looking to see him tossing the toy aside and stretching, looking again, very fucking smug. “Looks like we proved who has more will power because while you-” He gestures to your still trembling form, “-are a fucking wreck who is practically crying to cum, I’m gonna get up and go off to class totally fine.”

He does just that, gets up and he pats Stu on the shoulder, “And I’m tagging Stu in who hopefully is in the right mood to help you out.”

“Seriously man, this is a great gift, our favourite slut already on the brink of tears and dying to get off? You’re too good to me.” Stu sounded genuinely touched and it makes you want to roll your eyes, the guy will take any chance to ham up a moment for a joke and take great pleasure in it, king of improv thy name is Stu Macher.

“What can I say, I’m a real generous guy. Have fun, I’ll see you two kids later.” A kiss pressed to Stu’s cheek before he is leaving, you are focused now on the tall blonde, a lecherous and sadistic grin splitting his features as he sing-songs out, “Bye Billy.”

Your body still feels weak, limbs heavy but you try to move back on the bed, get away from him but he is too quick, hands lock on your ankles and he pulls you down the mattress, “Hey, hey there’s no getting away from this sweetheart. I got no plans this afternoon and nothing sounds as fun as fucking with you does.”

His hands ran up your legs as he pressed onwards, “Don’t look so scared, Billy was the mean one today so I’m gonna be nice, alright?”

Why didn’t you believe him?

Billy was in no rush to get home.

Class was fine, he got a late lunch, and he was out of the house for around two hours, he wondered if you were both still going at it until he got into the hallway outside your apartment and he could hear you.

He unlocked the door, meandered his way towards the bedroom to find the door was wide open and you still spread out on the sheets and Christ even with the gag Stu shoved in your mouth you were this loud?

Turns out Stu’s idea of being nice was making you cum over and over again until you literally couldn’t fucking think anymore, forget about speaking.

It was nice to begin, the first orgasm had you thanking him, babbling with the relief the washed over you as you came with his fingers buried in your cunt and his mouth on your neck. It was still good when he didn't stop, merely slowed as he worked you up to and through your second and even enjoyable when he first picked up the toy for the third and fourth he wrung out of you.

But those happened over an hour ago and before he even got his pants off.

Now you were sore, exhausted and thoroughly cummed out, dried tracks of tears down your cheeks and forced to just take it as Stu worked on getting his own hard earned pleasure.

“C’mon man, haven’t we tortured them enough today?” Billy asked, Stu’s head jerked up, a look over his shoulder, a smile spreading on his face as he sees the brunette now watching the scene making him slow his hips, “Almost done, swear to God.”

Billy scoffed, a roll of his eyes as he started to come into the room, “Yeah I take you swearing to God real seriously.”

“What should I swear on to get you to believe me?” Stu was back to it, sounding a little breathless, a harsh rolls of his hips, one of your legs propped up on his shoulder, his hand near your knee as he fucked into you and his other hand holding that same toy Billy was using earlier to your throbbing and over worked clit. “A stack of your favourite porn maybe?”

He snorts out a laugh, a harder slam of his hips into yours and another broken moan tears out that he talks over, “You think M’ that sex obsessed? That I can swear on porno like it’s the fuckin’ bible?”

“Think? I know.” Billy sat down on the edge of the bed, his hand reaches out, sweeping some hair off your sweaty forehead, “How many times did you make them cum?”

“I had em keep-ing count but once they, ugh, couldn’t form words anymore-” Stu’s sentence stops with a moan, your body was forced through another brutal orgasm and you cry into the gag, it barely felt good, mostly it hurt, just painful clenching and flexing of your cunt around his cock plunging in and out of your abused hole. His pace was uneven, thrusts sloppy, he was going to cum soon, thank God.

Billy nods as he watches your body shake through the feelings Stu was forcing onto it, your eyes unfocused, drool down your chin, throat ruined from all the incessant moaning and crying and screaming into the gag, “Yeah once they start sobbing like that all bets are off, bet they aren’t even listening to this right now.”

“Ohh, you gonna want a turn after I cum in em?” Stu asked and Billy said, “I mean I didn’t cum earlier did I?”

Seems the afternoon is far from over and one thought breaks through your overstimulated haze, you have got to stop making bets with them.

#BHF asks #Welp I wasn't planning on it being all this but here we are #Billy Loomis X Reader #Stu Macher X reader #Poly!Ghostface x reader #slasher x reader #BHF writing #Enjoyyyy

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nanagoswife · 2 years

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Gojo isn’t Jealous

Pairings: Gojo x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, jealousy sex, wall sex, unprotected sex, praise kink, slight degradation?, possessiveness, biting, marking, rough sex, fingering, edging, unedited

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“Have fun with Nanamin?” Gojo says slightly bitterly as you make your way into your apartment. You told him that you’d be home late. All due to the fact that you were doing something with the first grade sorcerer. However, nights like this have been going on for just over a month now.

There’s a moment’s pause when he speaks. Mind you, he was sitting in your living room without any lights on. So how could you know your boyfriend was there?

“I thought I said to not wait up,” you say softly, a tired sigh leaving you as you drop your bag to the floor. “You need your sleep more than anyone, ‘Toru,” you add, pressing your back against the cool wall.

Gojo stands from the couch, stalking towards you. A small flicker of fear fills rises at the sight. It’s almost as if you’ve become his prey. If it weren’t for the uncertainty of what’s going on, this would probably send heat gathering in your lower belly. Unfortunately, that uncertainty is there. It doesn’t help that the room is dark and the only light that’s provided is coming from the streetlights.

Then, “Exactly how close are you with him?”

Once again you freeze. This time for a different reason. It’s to try and stop yourself from laughing at the insinuation. He must think that you and Nanami have grown closer than just friends. Well, it’s not like your late nights are helping with that. That, though, isn’t your fault. Not when you’ve been working to track down a curse user that’s fallen off the grid. Every time you get close, the two of you lose them yet again.

Still, when you look at it, you can see how anyone could come to the same conclusion as Gojo. You and Nanami were good friends but nothing more.

“Satoru,” you start as he draws ever closer to you, “nothing is going on.” You pause a moment, smiling a little to yourself at the thought. “Are you jealous?” you ask in a slightly teasing tone.

The teasing grin you wore is quickly replaced with surprise as he pins you to the wall. Blue eyes bore into yours as his hands hold your wrists above your head. His warm breath fans over your lips as he presses up against you. He angles himself in a way that you can feel his hard length through his sweatpants.

“How can I not when another man gets more time with you than I do,” he states lowly.

Gojo dips his head to graze his teeth along your jaw, causing a chill to run down your spine. Slowly, he starts lightly thrusting against you and you bite your lip when he lets out a pleasured groan. If you don’t say anything now, he’ll keep torturing you like this. You need to say something so that you can make up for lost time.

However, as you open your mouth to say you can show him you’re only his, his hands drop from your wrists. They move to hook under the backs of your thighs so he can lift you. A small squeal escapes you as you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. There’s no time wasted in your boyfriend now pressing his clothed erection against your core.

“‘Toru,” you whine as his lips find their place where your jaw meets your neck, “let me- mmm- let me make it up to you. For lost time.”

Your fingers thread through his soft white hair as Gojo’s lips trail up until they meet yours. There’s no hesitation from you as you return the eager and desperate kiss. Unfortunately, he pulls away which causes you to whine from the loss. You tried to chase his lips but you were rewarded with nothing.

“So needy,” he teases, one of his hands moving to slide in between your bodies, “is the rest of you just as desperate?”

It’s only a second later that his hand is slipping under the hem of your skirt and panties. Gojo slides his fingers through your folds just to find them absolutely soaking as you arch into his touch. A smug grin spreads his lips as he looks up at you. It only grows as he sees your eyes shut in pleasure, your head thrown back against the wall, just from this small touch.

“Look at you,” he drawls, “I’ve barely even started and your pretty little cunt is already begging for me to fill it up, hm?” A dark chuckle escapes him before he adds, “Does Nanami have the same effect on you?”

Your eyes widen in shock but, before you can respond, Gojo is pushing two fingers into you. A sharp moan escapes you as your fingers slightly tighten in his hair. It seems like his ego is growing with each reaction he’s pulling from you and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love it. Especially with the fact that seeing your boyfriend jealous is absolutely attractive.

“Fuck, I can’t wait any more,” Gojo says suddenly, once again keeping you from answering him. Not only that but it rips your growing high away. So, as he removes his fingers from inside of you, you whine from the loss. Once again, his smug smile grows. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna fill you up even better.”

With that, he shifts to push down his pants. Gojo shifts your skirt higher up and, instead of pushing them to the side, he rips the thin material of your panties off.

On a normal day you’d probably be upset with him. Now, though, it only fuels your desire for him. To know he’s so desperate to stuff you and make you completely forget about everything except for him has you in anticipation for what’s to come.

“I’m going to claim you,” Gojo growls just before shoving his cock into you in one push. You throw your head back with a breathy moan as you pull him closer. “I won’t stop until you understand that you only belong to me.”

The only thing you can manage is nod before he’s slamming his hips up into yours. It has you calling out in pleasure, dragging him in so his lips meet yours as he starts his hard thrusts. They’re not particularly fast but each brushes your sweet spot, his tip kissing your cervix on nearly each one.

Gojo’s pulls back from your kiss only to dip down to your neck and immediately starts sucking on your skin. He doesn’t leave it with just one spot made blue and purple either. His lips and tongue seem to not leave a single inch of you neck unmarked. Well, he’s at least making sure that they’re low enough that they’ll be mostly covered by your clothes. Mostly.

“‘Toru,” you moan, groaning in pleasure when he bites the sliver of exposed collarbone. “Faster. I need you to go faster please.”

That familiar smug grin is back on his lips and you can’t help the way your breath hitches when you see him now. As his eyes meet yours, his pupils are blown out in lust. Sweat is making the hairs over his forehead damp and his hair is messy from your hands. It’s a look that has a whole new feeling of arousal pooling in your lower belly. That’s not even including what he says next.

“Is that all you can do, baby?”

With that, he completely stills inside of you causing you to whine. He had been making you feel so good that suddenly ripping it away was almost painful. Yet you know what you need to do.

“Please, ‘Toru. Need you so bad. You’re the only one who can ever make me feel this way because I only belong to you. Please. Please, I need you faster,” you beg, your legs around his waist pulling him in closer.

Gojo grins as he leans in, his lips barely grazing yours. “How can I say no to my baby when she begs so nicely?”

Before you could say anything more, he’s pressing a sharp thrust into you. You cry out from the sensation just before he starts his faster pace. It causes you to cling onto him as he allows no time for you to recover. He doesn’t stop especially when he feels the way your thighs begin to tremble.

You’re so close and you know you need to tell him but you can’t. Not with the way he’s fucking you into the wall senseless. However, he knows you. So, the moment his nose nuzzles against the shell of your ear and mutters, “Cum for me,” lowly, it only take a few more thrusts before you’re coming undone.

As Gojo watches, relishing the way your walls clamp down on him, he doesn’t let up on his pace. Even when you come down from your high and tremble from overstimulation he doesn’t stop. If anything, it drives him to continue with the way you’re burying your face into the crook of his shoulder, your hands gripping at his back. It causes a groan to rip from him as he pushes you further against the wall.

One of his hands braces itself against the cool surface while the other stays firmly hooked under your thigh. With each thrust, he can feel himself growing closer to his own finish. This time he wants to make sure you reach your highs together.

So, nudging his head with yours so that you’re looking at him, he tells you, “Hold on tight.”

When you do, the hand hooked under your thigh comes between your bodies. He doesn’t stop until he’s playing with your clit. It causes you to let out a high pitched moan as you throw your head back. That proud feeling is once again overwhelming Gojo.

“Who do you belong to?” He asks as he bites your earlobe.

“You! Ah! Satoru, I only belong to you,” you say breathily as he works you to the edge.

“Can Nanamin also make you feel this way?”

You shake your head. “Never. Only you,” you manage.

Gojo’s smile is bright compared to the current situation. That’s not focused on for long as he whispers in your ear, “Then cum with me.”

It’s almost like him saying that was the cause for you to moan out his name as you clamp down on his cock for a second time. Only this time, he’s thrusting into you only a few more times before you feel him paint your walls white. He keeps pressing a few more thrusts in to help you come down from your high but also to push his seed as deep as possible before pulling out.

Even then, he doesn’t put you down. Instead, he’s carrying you to the bathroom and placing you on the edge of the tub.

“I’m almost tempted to continue these late nights if they’re all gonna end up like this,” you mutter tiredly as you watch Gojo get everything ready for the bath.

He chuckles. “Oh there’s no need. Not when you just proved to me you only belong to me. So, unfortunately, your efforts will be in vain,” he teases and you pout.

In the end, though, as you watch him turn the water on, you know it’s true. You just eliminated any reason he has to worry about anyone other guy. Especially Nanami. Is it wrong to say your upset that this won’t be an issue again?

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arvensimp · 1 year

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Hello! Can I make a fluffy request where the reader calls arven’s name when they are sleeping/dreaming? And arven heard it? I just want arven to feel that he is loved by the reader!

Hello! I hope this is nice and fluffy enough!

A Wish Your Heart Makes

Arven x reader, pure fluff, no gendered pronouns are used to describe the reader

So... Arven is a little jealous. Not in like a mean way, or in a way where he gets mad about it, but he's definitely jealous.

You fall asleep so easily!

It's not that he has sleep problems, per say, but he's absolutely spent a good amount of time in the evenings counting mareep before sleep eventually takes him. He'll lay there on his phone for ages, scrolling through blogs and social media, willing his mind to calm down and be tired, and you're already passed out and softly snoring beside him.

It's infuriating! Not the snoring. Just the falling asleep. Besides, your snores aren't loud, and he'd never tell you about it because it's not like it's something you can help anyway.

So he usually just puts on some headphones to block out the soft, even sound from you, and he goes from there. Sometimes he listens to lofi, sometimes it's ASMR sounds, really just anything chill and calming.

Tonight though, he's quietly seething to himself. He'd forgotten his portable charger back at his place, and his headphones are dead.

So he's laying next to you in your campsite berating himself and trying to concentrate on anything but you next to him.

It'd help if more pokemon were around even! Just a flock of murkrow softly chirping or some yungoos scurrying around the cave, but they're too far away from you both.

He tosses and turns in his sleeping bag, getting more frustrated with himself. Maybe it's just him being tired (it probably is) but he can't help but think about all the stupid shit he did today.

Like, he fell over during a battle again. Why does he do that?! It's not like he gets hit by the moves himself. He just falls over!

Ugh, you must think he's so lame.

Then he dropped a whole tupperware of deli meats! Now, in fairness, that was 'Raidon's fault for purposefully bumping him to get at the food, but still. He should know better.

He's just been fucking up lately, and it's stupid. He's stupid. Why are you traveling with him anyway? You're a stupid Champion rank trainer. You'd be better off hanging out with Nemona or...or like Geeta even.

"Arven..."

Your voice pulls him from his negative thoughts.

"Shit. Sorry." He whispers, turning to you. "Did I wake you?"

But your eyes are peacefully closed with no furrow in your brow to indicate you'd been woken. You're just softly smiling, still breathing slowly and evenly.

He whispers your name.

You just sigh happily.

Are you...still asleep? For real?

"Arvennnnn..." You sleepily say again, drawing out the 'n' in a little giggle.

He raises an eyebrow. "Y...you're sleeping, right?"

"Mmm...." You respond, still smiling.

He doesn't know why he does this, but...well he does. It just feels right.

Arven reaches out a hand from his sleeping bag. It trembles just the tiniest bit before he's resting his palm on your sleep-warmed cheek.

"Mmm.... Ar...ven..." You respond, nuzzling into his touch.

He lays there with you like that for just a moment, heart melting, then silently dares his thumb to rub gentle circles into the smooth skin of your cheek.

You hum a tiny little laugh. "Mmm..."

Then your soft snoring starts back up again, but Arven can't bring himself to move his hand from you.

He ends up falling asleep just like that, and when you wake up, he doesn't say anything about the red palm mark that he unintentionally left behind by leaving his skin on yours for so long.

It'll fade before anyone else sees it anyway.

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mynameismckenziemae · 5 months

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She’s a Fire-Chapter XI

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x OFC/Reader (no use of y/n)

More than desire

(previous chapter here, next chapter here)

Warnings: smut, p in v, dirty talk, orgasm delay, talk of punishment, etc.

“That must be your dad?” Bradley asks on the way down the escalator as he sees the ‘Rowan & Bradley’ sign being held up. As if he doesn’t stick out like a sore thumb with his red hair.

“Yep, that’s him, and oh, Laura’s here too!” You say before running into their arms.

“I missed you guys so much, I thought you had to work today?” You ask Laura as you pull back from their embrace.

“I took the day off, wanted to see you.” She smiles, wiping a tear.

“Dad, Laura, this is Bradley, my boyfriend.” You turn to Bradley, “Bradley, this is my dad, Brian, and my stepmom, Laura.”

“Nice to meet you,” he smiles as he shakes your dad’s hand. Laura pulls him in for a hug, which he returns naturally.

“How was the flight? Are you guys hungry?” Laura asks, wiping another tear. She cried when you filled her in on Bradley’s history on the phone, her heart breaking for him.

“Flight was good, Bradley said the pilot should’ve landed it better but I didn’t notice,” you laugh. “Yes, I’m starving, Bradley?”

“Yeah, I could eat,” he smiles.

They take you to a little diner on the way back to Springs. Your dad asks Bradley a lot of questions about his job and time in the Navy; he was a marine before you came along, choosing to get out when Mom had left. Even though it wasn’t your fault and he assured you that owning the bar was the best job he had, you always felt guilty for it.

Laura sneaks you a smile and squeezes your hand under the table as Bradley takes it in stride, your dad doesn’t realize how intense he can be sometimes, especially when he is discussing something he loves.

Conversation comes easily as they drive you the rest of the way home. Your dad helps Bradley with the suitcases and you fail to stifle your yawn, you’ve been up since 3 AM.

“Why don’t you guys get settled in your old room and take a nap? We’ve got to run to the store in a bit, and Lyss and Jen are bringing Carter over later for an early supper.”

“Oh good! I can’t wait to hold him again. He’s getting so big.” Your stepsister, Alyssa, and her wife, Jen had sweet Carter via surrogate a few months before you left. “A nap does sound good though,” you yawn.

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You show Bradley to your old room. Thankfully your dad and Laura took down the embarrassing posters that littered your walls.

“Your dad doesn’t mind that I stay with you?” He asks as you plop down on the bed.

“No, not at all. He knows we’re adults. I think he’d appreciate it if we keep it down when we fuck though.”

“Jesus Rowan,” he says, his eyes widening.

You laugh and tug him down behind you, between you and the wall. He wraps his arm around you. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Mmm, I know” you smile as you drift off.

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The house is quiet when you wake up a few hours later. Which is good because you’re throbbing between your legs.

Bradley is kissing the back of your neck and you moan quietly as his fingers work you over in the front of your leggings.

“Woke up with your pretty ass pushed up against me. Even in your sleep, you like to torture me.” He murmurs in your ear.

“Please baby, I need you.” You whine, grinding your ass against him.

He pulls your leggings down to your thighs and pulls himself out of his pants, pushing into from behind. “That’s so fucking good,” you sigh, turning your head for a kiss.

He fucks you slowly, drawing a sweet orgasm from you before increasing his pace.

“Ask permission before you cum” you pant, your second orgasm approaching rapidly.

“Fuck, Row. Can I cum? Please?” He grits out, getting close too.

You shake your head and he whines. “No. Not yet. I want 2 more orgasms before you do.”

He nods against the back of your neck, circling your clit faster, pushing you over the edge again. His hips stutter and he chokes out a groan as you flutter around him. “Fuckkkkk, I don’t know if I can, baby. I’m close.”

“Not yet, one more first. You don’t want me to punish you under my dad’s roof, do you?.”

He whimpers, shaking his head but his cock jumps inside you. Oh, he so does.

“Come on Bradley, one more and you can fill me up. It’ll be dripping out of me while we eat, coating my thighs, staining my underwear…”

He slaps a hand over your mouth and fucks into you harder. “You gotta stop talking, I’m too close and your dirty mouth isn’t helping.” He pants.

You let out a guttural moan and clench tightly at the action. He’s so close that your clenching is enough to set him off.

“No no no, not yet,” he groans into your neck, pumping you full of his cum. He circles your bundle of nerves, a little harder and you fall over the edge again too.

You hear the front door open, your dad and Laura are back home.

He pants into the back of your neck. “Does that count? I got you there two more times.” He asks, hopefully, and yet not…he’s curious to see what this punishment entails.

You breathe out a laugh. “I said two more times before you could come. You came before the second one. So no, that doesn’t count.”

He whimpers, but his softening cock gives a twitch. You spot your old wooden hairbrush on your dresser and you know exactly how you’re going to punish him.

He pulls out of you, careful to not stain the sheets and tucks himself back in, and pulls your pants up over your ass after he gives it a pinch.

You turn over and press a kiss to his lips, bringing a hand up to cup his face. “See that hairbrush on my dresser?”

He glances over to it before his eyes meet yours again and nods, not catching on yet.

“It’s going to become well acquainted with your ass the next time the house is just ours, so no one can hear you cry. I think that should get you to listen better. Do you understand me?”

His eyes drift close and a shiver runs through him at your words before he nods. His cock is hard again at your thigh.

“I need to hear you say it. Use your words, Bradley.”

He opens his eyes, glassy with arousal. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?” You prompt.

“Yes, ma’am” he whispers.

You smile and pat his flushed cheek. “Good boy”.

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You clean up in the attached bathroom and head to the kitchen, giving Bradley a few minutes alone to calm down, he doesn’t want to greet everyone with a boner.

Alyssa and Jen come in a few minutes later, Carter wide awake in the carrier. Lyss wraps you a big hug and Jen hands you Carter next, knowing you won’t ask but are dying to hold him.

You feel a presence at your back, “Hey buddy, you got a strong grip for a little guy.” Bradley says when Carter reaches for his finger.

Introductions are done next and you and Bradley are ushered to the living room while your dad and Laura finish up the meal. Jen and Lyss offer to run to the store together for some drinks that were forgotten while they were out, happy to have a few minutes of quiet time.

Bradley can’t keep his eyes off you while you play with Carter, and holds his hands out to take him when he spits up on you.

“I’m gonna run through the shower quick if you don’t mind?” You ask as you hand him over. You would’ve just changed, but it got in your hair too.

“Yeah, we’ll be alright, won’t we big man?” He says, and Carter gives him a gummy smile.

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15 minutes later you pad back into the living room, and your ovaries nearly explode at the sight before you. Bradley’s got Carter tucked into his chest, and is rubbing a finger over his pudgy cheek.

“I hope it’s okay that he fell asleep now. Do you think it’ll mess up his schedule for tonight?” He asks, concerned. So sweet and thoughtful, like always.

“Nah, I think it’s fine.” You say and snap a picture on your phone. “You’re a natural.”

“Yeah? You think so? It’s been a while, I don’t remember the last baby I held.”

“Yeah, Jen and Lyss always talk about how hard it is for them to get him down. I was gone 15 minutes and he’s out.”

He smiles, looking down at him. “He just leaned right up against me, I rubbed his back and he was out like a light.”

Laura cries (again) when she sees Bradley holding him and takes him to lie down in the bedroom so you can all eat. You show Jen and Alyssa the picture you snap and they both coo. Your dad rolls his eyes, muttering “women” to Bradley but gives him a wink.

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Carter sleeps through supper and you’re convinced Alyssa is serious when she asks if Bradley can come over to put him down tonight. “I’m not sure about tonight, but why don’t we watch him for a night before we leave so you guys can have some together?”

They readily agree and say their goodbyes, promising to see you again on Christmas.

Your dad insists on pulling out the VCR to watch some old home videos. Bradley laughs til he cries at how much of a spitfire you were.

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Laura and Brian head off to bed and Bradley reaches under the tree to hand you a gift.

“I know it’s not Christmas, but this one is time-sensitive.” He answers when you give him a questioning look.

You open it and find 2 tickets to the Colorado Avalanche game scheduled tomorrow night on top of a hoodie in your size.

“Oh my God! Bradley! Seriously?!” You squeal.

“Yeah, I couldn’t find your dad, but I did find Laura on Facebook and messaged her to make sure there’s nothing planned for tomorrow night. I had the sweatshirt and tickets sent here so you wouldn’t see it in my suitcase.”

You put the box on the coffee table and proceed to show him how grateful you are.

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You’re up early the next day, letting Bradley sleep while you get ready, taking your time with your hair and makeup and donning your new sweatshirt, jeans, boots, and thick vest.

You make the drive to Denver with your dad’s truck he offered you two for the day and show Bradley some of your favorite things from your old city.

You skate circles around him in the outdoor downtown rink and he dips you for a kiss in front of the Mile High Tree. You break away laughing when he pulls you up and you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“Sorry if this is weird, but I snapped a few pictures of you two in front of the tree if you want me to airdrop them to you?” A sweet older woman tells you.

“Sure, thank you!” You say as you receive them.

“You’re welcome. I remember what it’s like to be young and in love. You two were so cute standing there together, and when he dipped you for a kiss, I just couldn’t not take some” She smiles, squeezing your arm.

“Thank you again, and Merry Christmas!”

You show Bradley the pictures and melt, they are cute.

Your heart skips a beat when his eyes meet yours. “Bradley, I-I love you.”

His face lights up. “I love you too. I have for a while. You’re all I can think about. I love that sweet smile you give me in the mornings before you even open your eyes. I love the way you take care of me. I love the way you ask me questions about my parents and want me to talk about them. I love the way your nose scrunches when you laugh. I just…love everything about you.” He breathes out before bringing his lips to yours.

Tears are streaming but you kiss him back until you’re both breathless. He puts his forehead to yours to catch it. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, Rowan.”

You smile. “Me either.”

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The game is incredible, but Bradley’s reactions are even better.

“That was awesome! They don’t show you the fights on TV, not like that at least.” He says, opening the truck door for you.

You laugh and agree. He holds your hand the entire drive home.

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There’s a note on your bedroom door from Laura when you get back

‘We’re going to see my dad in Boulder tomorrow morning. We should be back around 4. Love you!’

You smile, wishing you could go with but Laura’s dad suffers from dementia and doesn’t remember her most days even, it’s stressful with a lot of people there too.

You look over your shoulder at Bradley. “Looks like we’ll have the house to ourselves tomorrow.”

He stiffens behind you, in more ways than one.

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A/N: I think it’s obvious I have a spanking kink lol. Sorrynotsorry.

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kkcauseway · 4 months

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Oh Baby P3

Chapter summary: The end is nigh, what you've been waiting for is finally here. Baby is coming! and you have the best support, Joel really is so good at everything he does. It's a hard labour but Joel helps you through it in the best possible way. Chapter warnings and content: Tw-childbirth, pregnancy, waters breaking. Breast/nipple play, I guess pregnancy kink kinda? Unprotected PinV, Caring!Joel, Parent!Joel. Joel being the best girl dad. Events of after the outbreak. Word count: 6.6K Authors note: Part three we made it! The end of an era eeek! i really hope you enjoy reading this!

Series Masterlist I Main Masterlist

You’re sat up in bed when Joel finally wakes. Its only six, but it’s like he can sense when something isn’t right. You’ve been awake for a while, but he must’ve felt your presence leave the room to make the tea or felt as you slipped back into bed but didn’t get yourself comfortable next to him again.

“You okay Baby?” he questions sleepily on seeing that you’re sat up in bed with a cup of herbal tea, visibly tired, but unable to sleep.

“She’s awake so y’know what that means” you groan stroking your stomach with one hand when your back spasms. “And of course, I’ve been having the nightly occurrence of pains” you roll your eyes.

“Oh, y’gonna be okay today?” he sits up studying you.

“Yeah Baby” you reach out to stroke his cheek, “I’m more than-”

“Used to them by now” he finishes for you. “Yeah, I know Baby I just hate you being like this. Y’know this patrol today, I don’t have to go, Tommy and Maria both said I didn’t need to do anymore especially with how you’ve been.”

You chuckle, “I know Joel, but you’ve also been losing your mind being cooped up, don’t try, and lie and say you haven’t, cus you have. I’ll have Ellie with me all day! You’ll be back before you even realise you’ve gone, trust me I’ll be okay, so stop worrying.” You chuckle, but then wince the laughing causing your boobs to bounce. “Fuck my boobs are really sore” you whine.

And Joel knows exactly what that means he needs to do. In about one of the only ways, he can make you feel better.

He sits up in an instant. Dirty smirk on his face. “They just need a lil bit of loving s’all don’t they?” So, he bends to draw his tongue over your nipple twirling it round and round before biting softly, he then does the same on the other.

He begins to massage them in his warm large palms causing you to moan and writhe. “Needy again aint yah Baby? Never known someone who needs to fuck so often.” He chuckles taking one hand away to find its way to your core. Stroking his fingers through the slick of your wet cunt before spreading it to you clit and circling. Setting a pace that has you nearing release almost instantly.

“Mmm Joel” you whimper.

“Such a good girl, I’ll make you feel good don’t worry” he squeezes your breasts harder. Taking them back into his mouth as he puts more pressure on your clit, whilst shoving a finger in and out of your tight hole.

“Ugh, g- gonna cum Joel.”

“S’it good girl give it to me!” he demands into your breast, not letting up his pace.

You lose yourself after hearing his gruff voice once more. His ability to make you feel things you never thought you’d be able to leaves you forever wanting. So really, it’s his fault you wana fuck all the time.

“Fuck me” you whisper when his fingers eventually leave your core. Still shaking post orgasm. Your whole body already begging to be filled once more.

“Yeah? S’that what y’need?”

“Yeah” you whisper.

He helps you to lie on your side then before slotting in behind you lifting your thigh ever so slightly as he aims himself at your aching cunt. He pushes in all the way on one agonising thrust. Bringing a hand round to touch your breasts once more “I’ll make you feel better Baby.” He whispers into your ear as he begins to move.

“Ugh Joel” you moan.

“Come on Baby know you’ve got another one in there for me.” He coaxes moving slowly within you holding you tight as he finds a new, deeper angle.

🩷

Once satisfied Joel then helps you to get ready for the day. It’s Tuesday and as arranged you and Ellie are watching Ted so Maria can go to her important council meeting and of course as per, Joel and Tommy are out on a patrol. The pains you had through the night every so often left you completely restless. You definitely feel as though they’re different, even if it’s only a slight difference. Looking after Ted will mean you have your hands full, you’re already glad of the distraction and it’s not even begun.

On his insistence Joel slowly walks you over to Tommy and Maria’s. Not satisfied until you’re content in the house. There’s no sign of Ellie when you first arrive but it’s not long until she knocks. “Sorry overslept” she utters out of breath when Joel opens the door to her.

With Ellie as your personal ‘aide’ for the day, him and Tommy leave for their patrol and then it isn’t long till Maria goes to meet the council. Explaining they’re determining someone’s fate, on if they get to stay in Jackson or not after an incident on a previous patrol.

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You lap up every second of your nephews company. Enjoying him being crazy till he tires himself out and then all warm and snuggly.

You’re snuggling with Ted on the sofa after having some lunch. Ellie offering to wash up. He’s curls up round your bump, his head resting against your chest as he watches a cartoon. He’s sleepy but fighting it. You can’t wait to do this with your own baby.

“Heyyy!” Ted suddenly shouts lifting his head to look down at your stomach.

“What’s up Teddy?”

“The baby kickeded me!”

You laugh “They’re just sayin’ hi! They know that their cousin Teddy is close.” You stroke your belly, and he follows the pattern you draw with his own palm. Content for a second until his crazy three-year-old mind begins whirring again.

“Why am I the baby’s cos-un?” he questions looking at you.

“Why are you the baby’s cousin?”

“Yah!”

“Well remember I told you this before, your daddy and Uncle Joel are brothers, aren’t they?”

He nods “yeah, I love my Uncle Joel and my daddy, they’re the bestest!”

“Yeah, they are huh? Well, they are brothers and you’re daddy’s baby aren’t you and then this baby is Uncle Joel’s baby. So that makes you and this baby cousins.”

“Is it fun?”

“Fun being a cousin?”

He nods looking to you curiously.

“Oh yes, the most fun! When I was your age, I loved my cousins more than anyone else in the whole wide world! We had weekends where we used to make blanket forts and eat loads of sweets!”

“Yay! I’m so ‘sited! I want the baby to come now! Can they come now?” he looks to the bump once more.

“They’ll come soon don’t worry, but right now they want a snack! Do you want one too?”

“Yes peaseeee!” you smile at one another then before going on a mission to find food.

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Throughout the day you notice the pains you have seem to be slightly different, but you’re so distracted running around after Ted that you don’t take too much notice. It’s always in the back of your mind though that this could potentially be ‘it’, and it’s an exciting prospect.

The day is over before you know it and with Maria arriving back, you tell Ellie she can go and meet Dina if she wants, which of course she does. She jumps at the chance. Anyone would think she hates your company, but then you remember what it felt like to be young and in love-which she definitely is (even if she wont admit it to you), and so you can’t blame her for the way she behaves.

With Ted finally down for a nap you get started on cooking with Maria’s help. Getting some lovely food ready for your boys for when they get back from their exhausting day on patrol. You find this to be the best opportunity to finally relay your feelings to Maria.

“Maria, I think there’s a chance I could be in labour? Maybe I’m not sure. How did you know you were in labour?”

“What? Why are you thinking that?” she startles. “And my waters broke it all started there for me, but not everyone’s waters break right away.”

“Well, these pains today are definitely seeming to be different. Only a little, but they seem to be in more of a pattern too. And they’ve never been in a pattern before.”

“Oh, how exciting! It might be especially if you say there’s more of a pattern.”

“Guess we will have to wait and see huh?” you giggle so excited at the thought it could be.

You leave Maria to go to the bathroom a short while later, with a real sudden urge to go, but stop in your tracks along the way, not even making it out of the kitchen. You feel something trickle and find yourself gripping your stomach.

“Maria!?” it comes out squeaky.

“Yeah?” she turns from the stove to look at you. “What’s wrong, what’s up?”

“How long till the boys get back?”

“Erm only about an hour or so now why?” she looks to her watch then back to you.

“I think my water might have just broke.”

“What really are you sure? You, okay?” she’s quick to be at your side walking you over to a chair and helps you to sit.

“Yeah, I think so. Like I said I’ve had pains off and on all day and I knew they felt different to my usual but of course I wasn’t sure, although it was in the back of my mind, but this now I can feel it leaking out of me. Oh God this is actually happening.” You laugh. Finding yourself not panicking, but everything seems to be hitting you at once and you can’t seem to stop talking. Always one for nervous chatter.

“Okay just take a breath!” Maria laughs “Are you okay? You need anything?”

“I’m fine, excited, nervous” you laugh. “I’m gonna, ouch!” you moan briefly feeling a spasm in your back. “I’m gonna go put a pad on, cus otherwise this chairs gonna get all wet, I’ll be back” you wink.

Maria helps you to stand holding you when your back spasms again.

It’s whilst you’re in the bathroom that you have your first proper contraction. You sway your body side to side as you breathe softly, rubbing at your hardening stomach. You can’t believe it’s finally happening. That the day is finally here after waiting and praying for so long, you can’t wait to finally meet your baby. It makes you smile. You’re at a point in your life that you always dreamed of but never though would happen. Especially with adding the end of the world into the mix. You’ve never ever been happier.

After sorting yourself out you walk back to the kitchen smiling at Maria upon entry.

“It’s definitely happening, had a proper contraction in the bathroom.”

“Amazing… Man, it makes me want another one so badly! Think Ted would love a little brother or sister, don’t you? I’ve radioed down, they’re only 30 minutes out so won’t be long, don’t worry I didn’t say why I was asking would give Joel a heart attack if I did” she chuckles. “But we’ll keep an eye on you, call for Jen if we need her, if not, let’s get some food in you and then you and Joel can go to the clinic afterwards, okay? Unless you feel like you need to go now, if you do we’ll go I’ll drop Ted with Ellie at Dina’s?”

“No honestly, I’m fine for now, the second we need to go, we’ll go. I’m starving though, can’t wait to eat!” you giggle.

“That’s good you’ll need all the strength you can get, so a big meal will work wonders. You just stay comfy here I’ll finish the food.” She smiles at you rubbing your shoulder.

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Dinner is served just in time for when the boys make it home. Ted is now awake from his nap, being fed by his mother as Tommy strides in walking straight over to her to give her a kiss. “Hey Sugar.”

“Hey Babe.” She utters against his lips.

You quickly stand to go and find Joel, whose by the door taking off his boots.

“Joel” you utter softly.

“Hey Darlin’.” Evident relief in his face upon seeing you after a long day.

“Hope you’re feeling brave.”

“What, why?”

“My water broke.”

“What?”

“My water broke not that long ago.”

“Shit” he jumps up “Do we not need to”-

“No not yet” you cut him off. “Second we need to go to the clinic we’ll go. I just don’t want to be in there for any longer than I need to.”

“Okay Baby, whatever you wana do, you promise me you’re, okay?” he pulls you in for a hug.

“Contractions are about 15 minutes apart roughly me and Maria have been working out. It’s obviously going to be a long labour and they hurt, but I’m fine. Very, very glad to have you home though” you kiss him.

“My gorgeous Baby, I love you.” He utters pulling away briefly before kissing you again even harder. “Still can’t believe you’re makin’ me a daddy again.”

“Well believe it” you whisper. “Come on lets go eat before it gets cold.” You smile as he puts his arm round you as you begin walking back.

“Fuck...” you suddenly whimper. Your whole-body tensing and you seek Joel instantly. Turning your body into him as you moan through the pain.

“You got this girl” he holds you close as you moan through the pain, “just remember to breathe” he coaxes.

When the pain depletes you stand and look him in the eye “They aren’t that bad yet, I’m okay I promise” you smile as he smiles back at you. He places a delicate kiss to your forehead as you close your eyes from the feeling. Opting to wrap his arm back around your waist as you continue walking into the room, you note how worried he seems already.

“Jeez y'look like you’ve seen a ghost!” Tommy jests upon seeing his brother.

“No ghosts, I just told him my water broke!” You announce excitedly.

Instantly Tommy’s face changes, to an expression identical to that of his older brothers. Just as you expected.

“Exactly brother.” Joel laughs. “Now do y’get it.”

“Man, family’s gonna be expandin’ again, can’t wait!” Tommy mutters big smile on his face before he begins eating.

“Me too” You reply happily sitting at the table with the help of Joel.

“Unc Joe, the baby kickeded me today!” Ted announces when Joel takes his seat.

He gasps dramatically “did they now?”

“Uhu” He nods.

Joel chuckles lightly. “I’ll make sure to tell her off” he winks to his nephew who tries to wink back but blinks.

“Hey where’s Ellie?” Joel interrupts the silence not long later.

“I’m surprised it took you so long to notice haha, where d’you think?”.

“Need I ask, they’re obsessed with one another I swear” he shakes his head laughing.

About an hour after Joel makes it home it’s clear it’s time for you to go to the clinic. Contractions now around ten minutes apart, but with your waters already broke you decide rather to be safe than sorry. So, you pack up what you need and make the journey over.

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Two hours after arriving:

“Fuck it hurts Joel!” you moan.

“I know Baby, I know, you just keep going, you’re doing so good.” He pushes on your back as you lean over the bed.

You breathe in and out the way you’d read to in the preparing for childbirth books Joel had found on one of his patrols.

“Good you got this Baby; y’know exactly what you’re doing.”

“I’m just so tired Joel” you whimper letting out a long sad sigh through the pain “why won’t she just come out!”

“She’s coming, I promise she’s coming, just taking her sweet time; wants to make an entrance. Come on you’re her mama after all, she’s gotta at least try t’be as dramatic as you.”

You laugh, Joel actually manages to make you laugh as the pain finally beginning to subside.

“God help us if she’s like me” you jest rolling your eyes.

“Well, I for one hope she’s just like you, would love to have two of you around to keep me company.”

“Yeah, then add Ellie into the mix, you’re gonna have your fuckin’ hands full Miller!” you laugh.

“Can’t wait” he mumbles instantly. And boy does he mean it. His life will be complete once he has his three girls, even if one of them is looking down on him rather than living life with him.

With the pain now completely subsided you stand up straight, leaning back against Joel’s chest as he cuddles you tighter to him with the squeeze of his arm.

You rub a hand over your protruding stomach.

“God I can’t wait to meet her.”

“Me too Baby, me too.” Joel brings his right hand to your stomach and strokes, his left arm still holding your chest to squeeze you ever closer to him.

“She’s our biggest blessin’ ‘sides Ellie, and of course my Sarah, ain’t never been more excited than when she was born, even if I was shitting myself. I can’t wait to do it all again.”

Joel openly talks about Sarah to you now, it took a while, but he always tells you there’s no one he trusts more than you, and you see Sarah as your daughter too now in a way, never having had the pleasure of meeting her, seeing her gorgeous face in person breaks your heart; you keep the picture he has of him and her out on display constantly. But God you know just how much Joel cherished every single second of fatherhood; that girl never wanted for anything. It makes you smile knowing this baby is going to have the world’s greatest dad.

“Me too I can’t wait. Man I can’t believe we’ve finally made it here.” You finally add placing one of your palms over Joel’s knuckles and you both just stand there. Stroking your bump. Embracing the last moments before the bump is gone and the baby is here. A whole new future awaits.

Joel rests his chin on your shoulder, eventually talking softly into your ear. “Shall we get you comfy before it’s time to go again? Or are you okay staying like this Baby?”

“Erm, I think I’ll get back on the bed actually, yeah. If I sit, will you sit with me, hold me? You’re about the only thing keeping me sane right now.” You laugh before you look at him, your beautiful eye gleam that he fell in love with still evident, even though you’ve been doing this for hours.

He smiles “Course. You know I will Darlin.” He kisses the tip of your nose.

He then helps you to climb back onto the clinic bed and with you sitting in a somewhat comfortable position he toes off his boots and climbs to sit behind you, he spreads his legs to make room so you can get yourself comfortable; head resting on his chest, hands stroking your belly. Joel begins to play with your hair, gently tickling your scalp with his fingertips.

It’s silent for a moment. So comfortable.

“Don’t you think it’s crazy that we made her. That she’s a part of us?” you utter softly; content.

“I know it’s the craziest thing, thought the exact same with Sarah, n’when I held her for the first time and her eyes looked up at me it’s like she recognised I was part o’her. And I just couldn’t believe I made her; well partly. That she came from me.”

“She was so lucky to have had a daddy like you.”

“Think you mean, I was lucky to have her. She was absolutely perfect. The love of my life. I’d never known love like it, didn’t know my heart could hurt that much with this need to protect, to love. She was my Babygirl, will always be my first and she was my entire world. Just like you are, and Ellie is andddd” he reaches down to your belly poking it, “this girl is.”

You chuckle lightly.

“What we gonna call her?” You question as it goes silent once more.

“I don’t know Darlin’ you got any ideas?”

You sigh solemnly “None, yet.”

“Well let’s see her face first, I’m sure when we see her it’ll click.”

“Yeah, I hope so, or maybe Ellie could help pick?”

“I love that idea” he chuckles lightly.

“I can’t wait to- ffff - fuck- holy shit- ugh Joel!” you begin to curl into yourself as the pain waves over you.

“Okay Babygirl, you’re okay just breathe, breathe, good girl. I got you; I got you” Joel strokes your cheek with one hand the other hand being squeezed by yours.

“Fuck- Joel it really hurts. Holy Fuck!”

Maria walks in then with Jen the midwife of Jackson following closely behind, placing on a fresh pair of gloves; obviously coming back to check you once more. Maria observes how you’re curled into Joel. Screaming in agony.

“Oh dear!” Maria says softly as she runs to your side grabbing your other hand and letting you squeeze.

“How we doin?” Jen questions.

“It hurts so much, fuck Jen! How have some people here done this like five fuckin’ times… fuckin’ lunatics!”

That raises a laugh from everybody.

“I know honey I know, it’s so worth it though I promise.” Maria adds.

“Hey, look at me sweetie” Jen asks, and you look up at her the pain still ripping through you. “Just remember the breathing exercises I told you about, okay? Big breath in, hold for four, then out.”

You nod before copying her, eyes watering.

“That’s it, goooood, see you know what to do. You’re a fighter mama.” She smiles at you in praise.

It takes a minute or two longer for you to fully recover from the pain. When you finally spread back out alleviating some of the pressure in your back, you look to Maria with a pained smile as Joel continues to caress your belly.

“I can examine you again now if you’d like, see how you’ve progressed?” Jen suggests.

“Yeah, okay please, I just need her out” you whimper.

She nods makes her way over to you after washing her hands thoroughly but quickly, wanting to ensure the examination is over before you’re in pain again, asking you to put your heels to your bottom, legs nice and wide apart. You do so swiftly and take hold of Joel’s hands.

“Just some slight pressure okay just take a breath for me.”

You wince as she checks you. Gripping Joel’s hands in your own tight.

“Okay good eight centimetres look at you go girl! Racing through! Won’t be too much longer now okay.”

“Oh, thank God!” you cry.

“Nearly there!” Maria praises before adding “Oh by the way, I just came back in to let you know Ellie’s right outside, she’s there with Dina.” You follow her finger as she points, looking through the small window in the door and find Ellie and Dina both pacing outside “They’re both refusing to leave. Ellie asked if she could come and see you, I said I’d ask you?” Maria continues.

“Yeah, course she can come in, she doesn’t have to ask!”

Maria nods at you with a smile before she walks back outside of the room and fetches Ellie, you watch through the small door window how Ellie gives Dina a kiss on the lips before parting from her. You shift slightly on Joel’s chest in as much as an effort as you can to look up at him.

“So, they’re an actual thing now- finally?”

He looks down at you a smile on his face as he begins to caress your cheek.

“I don’t know Baby, but they look pretty cosy to me.”

“I hope so, Ellie deserves to be happy. Dina’s so good for her; I think they complete each other”

“She does Darlin’ you’re right. And yeah, I agree Ellie seems much calmer with Dina. If that’s at all possible.” He chuckles before he kisses the top of your head.

With Dina and Ellie parted, she walks in, and comes straight to give you a hug.

“Hey Els, you okay?” You kiss the top of her head before she pulls away shocked.

“Why are you asking if I’m okay? Course I am, you’re getting ready to push an entire human out of” she gestures to between your legs. “How the fuck are you?”

“Well Joel’s a pretty good help. So that’s something, but fuck it hurts.” You half laugh half moan.

You try your best not to swear in front of Ellie but a whole human is about to rip itself from your body and if that doesn’t give you a free pass, well then nothing does…

“You best be helping her out properly Dino? Don’t wana hear no reports that you’ve been slacking on the job” Ellie looks to Joel then, pointing her finger.

“Dino?” he quizzes. “That’s new” he chuckles.

“Yeah, well you know being born during the Mesozoic era kinda comes with the nickname.” She says giving a nonchalant shrug.

You laugh then, but you’re the only one, Joel’s face remains straight, emotionally untouched. There’s no reaction whatsoever. Eventually he urges “Hmmm, remind me to bring that back up later.” face still unreadable, but it’s clear he’s joking around.

“Sure thing old man” she winks.

“Enough with the old, s’like you wana send me to an early grave.” He sniggers lightly the seriousness forgotten.

“Yes sir” she salutes. “And may I just add I do not want to do that, you might be old but you’re gonna live forever, please and thank-you.” She smiles and Joel salutes her back understanding and accepting of her demands, like he’d ever leave his girls!

She reaches for your belly then, slowly, and gently caressing it, as she takes a seat on the stool next to the bed.

“So, how’s my little sister doin?”

“Yeah, she’s good, planned her escape well, just a shame I’m paying the price in the way I am” you sigh.

“She’s doing great, they’re both doing great” Jen adds in from the side lines with a smile looking over her shoulder briefly before focusing back on prepping everything ready in the room.

“Hey anyway,” Ellie begins, cheeky smile on her face as she chuckles lightly “you chose to get in this mess, so you gotta get back out of it. Not that I wana think about how you got in this situation… ew” she grimaces.

“Well, she’s got you there hasn’t she Darlin’?” Joel adds softly.

“Yeah, I know, but hey you can’t say you aren’t happy we chose this” you tap her lightly.

“Definitely, I’m super happy can’t wait!” Ellie almost bursts as she replies.

“Exactly!” you shout back.

You wince as another pain begins to take over. Rather than curling into yourself this time you begin to straighten yourself out, sitting upright in your place on the bed. Allowing your upper body to rock slightly. Joel sits up with you adjusting so he can properly access your shoulders as he begins to rub. You scream as the pain rips through you, Ellie grabs your hand, and you squeeze “ahhh fuck fuck fuck fuck” she’s quick to add.“Sorry!” you manage to moan back through gritted teeth.

You pant and pant as your body feels paralysed from the pain. It seems to go on and on, and it leaves you traumatised. Beads of sweat run down your forehead and your eyes well with more fresh tears.

When it eventually begins to ease you drop back against Joel, completely and utterly exhausted. Finally Letting go of Ellie’s hand.

Joel shushes you as you weep quietly; you take quick deep breaths.

“Fuck Joel, I just want her out!” you cry.

“Soon Babygirl I promise soon.”

You then look at Ellie, “I’m so sorry El, I didn’t meant to hurt you.” That makes you cry even more. You really didn’t mean to squeeze so hard; she didn’t deserve that.

Fuck your spiralling. Everyone knows you had no intention of hurting anyone.

“You didn’t hurt me, just didn’t realise you could grip so hard I was shocked, you’re even more badass than I thought” she responds.

All four of you laugh then.

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2 hours later

Ellie is gone, shooed away when every other word of the sentences you were stringing together became expletives. The pain unbearable and you don’t want Ellie to be witness to you in this state. Maria has gone back home to her beautiful family showing her face for support a few times before you begged for her to go on home to be the mama she deserves to be, rather than having to be witness to this. It’s just you and Joel. So utterly in love. So desperately in need for one another; to be close. Jen close at hand the whole time but it’s just you and Joel, in your love bubble. Nothing else in the world matters but this moment; cherishing your last moments together before the baby comes.

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It’s on the next examination after a particular awful pain that you finally hear what you’ve been longing for “You can push, you’re there!” It’s music to your ears, you let out the biggest sigh of relief, as does Joel.

“Y’hear that Darlin’?” he chuckles excitedly.

“She’s coming” you whisper panting hard.

“She is Baby, she’s comin’!”

“Let me know when you have a pain sweetie and let’s get this show on the road! Soon as that pain hits start pushing into your bum. Don’t want any noise okay you focus all your energy on pushing down, getting this baby out.”

You nod smiling at her slightly still panting.

“It’s coming!” you shout breathing speeding up.

“Okay great sweetie listen to your body and just go with it, push this baby out let’s go!” she encourages.

“C’mon Baby you got this!” Joel screams in encouragement from behind you. Still cradling you the way he has been for hours. His knees are bent as are yours your body fitting into the shape of him. He makes you feel safe, he makes you feel as though you have the energy to keep going even when you’re desperate to quit.

As the pain comes over full throttle you push giving it absolutely everything that you’ve got. It’s silent as you squeeze and squeeze. Face getting redder by the second, but you can feel what’s going on and it keeps you going, pushing till you’re desperate to take a breath.

“Good!” Jen shouts in praise. “Big breath in and go again if you can, let’s get their head out!”

And so, you do “Come on Baby, doing so well m’so proud of you!” Joel encourages gripping his hands over your thighs tighter pushing your knees closer to your chest to help as you push, just as you’d requested.

The second push gets most of the head out and you give once more, not allowing yourself a rest till you know this babies head is free from your body. With one more all mighty, slightly noisy push, you gasp in relief as you feel the head pops out. Your whole body relaxes. You’re panting hard, beads of sweat swimming on your forehead. Joel releases his grip on your thighs in case you decide to move in any way.

“Well done, that was absolutely wonderful!” Jen adds rubbing your knee in praise. “Take some nice deep breaths for me now, wait for the next contraction okay, well done!”

“Can I feel her head?” You question looking into Jen’s eyes your vision blurred as tears threaten release.

“You don’t need to ask, they’re yours course you can” she smiles.

You quickly bring a hand between your legs, gripping your tiny babies head. “Is that hair?”

“Sure is!”

“Oh Joel, you need to feel her and all her hair.” You turn your head to the side as much as possible to try to gain eye contact with him.

He looks down at your sweaty face, the tired replaced with a newfound energy at knowing this is all almost over. “Can I?” he questions you. He’d absolutely love to, but only if you’re certain.

“Yeah” you whisper.

He manoeuvres himself slightly so he can reach over you without shifting you too much, coming to bring his hand to grasp his tiny new babies head.

“Oh” he gasps wetly.

“Doesn’t she feel beautiful” you utter quietly still panting.

“So beautiful” he whispers.

“Oh fuck” you whisper before beginning to pant, “I can feel it coming!” you suddenly shout, the next pain taking hold.

Joel is quick to remove his hand, sitting back in the bed and grabbing your thighs once more, this time your hands join his, willing your legs to be as open as possible to get this baby out promptly.

You push again feeling as the baby much more easily now begins to slide from your body. You quickly gasp between pushes.

“One more big, big push and baby will be here!” and that’s all you need to hear.

You push for a final time screaming the roof down with this one. Your body wills and the baby is out. And then it’s all over. Your body heaves, so relieved, so drained, so excited.

You’re quick to release your thighs along with Joel and you sit up, him following resting his chin on your shoulder as Jen hands you your screaming baby. You cradle them against your chest as they squirm and scream at their first look of their new world.

“Oh, she’s here, she’s here!” you cry. As Jen grabs a towel wiping the baby over as you hold them close.

“M’so proud of you” Joel mutters quietly allowing himself to release the tears he’d been holding.

“Oh, I know shhh” you hold them close to you willing the cry’s to settle down which they do quickly. “Good, shhhh there you go.” You move the baby to be cradled in your arms then; tiny body and face squishing into you as they’re already on a mission to try to find food.

“Guess we should confirm it’s definitely a girl huh?” Joel practically whispers.

You chuckle wetly slowly moving one of the cute bundles legs so you can check. Going into a fit of giggles with that you see.

“Well would y’look at that” Joel chuckles lightly. “Another daughter. How lucky am I!”

“My beautiful baby girl” you whisper to her crying.

“Daddy do you wana cut the cord?” Jen questions after a few minutes.

“Sure.” He quicks takes the scissors from her, and the cord is cut, she’s separate now, her own person.

“Lemme move Baby so you can lie down with her, okay?” You nod as he moves from behind you slowly on the bed helping you to lie back against the pillows. He stands at your side, cooing over his brand-new healthy, pink, content flesh and blood. His smile so wide it hurts.

“We’re just waiting on the placenta okay sweetie, I’m just gonna push on your belly a little, okay?” Jen asks but you’re not paying that much attention, besotted with your new daughter.

“Okay” you nod, wincing at first touch, jumping slightly from the pressure. “Jen wait a sec” and she stops instantly.

“You, okay?” she’s quick to ask.

“Yeah just” you turn to look at Joel. “Will you cuddle her daddy? Whilst we do this I just don’t wana hurt her if I flinch or something.”

“Music to my ears Baby, gimme my daughter, we need some daddy daughter time.” He grabs her gently ensuring she’s still wrapped in the blanket shushing her as she groans; but not before taking off his shirt so he can have some skin to skin contact with her, opting to grab another blanket to further wrap her as he holds her close.

He sits just for a moment with his newborn daughter as she looks to him, and he looks down on her studying the features of her father. It doesn’t take long for her to begin smacking her lips together, desperately needing food. Thankfully, the placenta has now been delivered and so Joel is quick to return his daughter to your chest once Jen has propped you up better with the pillows so nursing will be comfortable.

As soon as you take your daughter back from him, he’s there at hand to help you to ease your daughter into feeding at the breast. No help is needed from Jen as the child latches almost instantly. Guzzling away once a steady flow is being released. It isn’t without winces from you which keep making Joel jump, but you assure him it’s all because it’s new, you’re not in pain just in shock. You’ve grown and birthed an entire human. A human you’re now responsible for. And god she is gorgeous.

She’s out cold after a feed, lying against your chest snoring softly, you and Joel both can’t keep your hands off her.

Joel hears you sniffling softly, and it suddenly dawns on him that you’re crying.

“S’wrong baby? You in pain?” you can hear just how worried he is.

“No, no I just- hiccup- I just am so in love with her, and it’s making me cry and I can’t stop.”

He shushes you gently, kissing your temple “I know Baby she’s so beautiful. You did it! You did it so well, brought her safely into this world!”

“I can’t believe it’s over, after everything we went through.”

“It’s not over Baby, this chapter might be, but we have so much now that’s only just starting. The beginning of so so much!”

“I know, I just I’m so happy and so excited… where’s Ellie, I miss her, and I want her to meet her sister?”

“Jen went to get her. I said don’t bother going to Tommy’s she will be with Dina” he chuckles lightly.

“Haha yep one thing about that girl is, she’s so predictable” you laugh back wetly.

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Its about twenty minutes later that Ellie is back, ecstatic at the prospect of meeting her sibling.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe that they’re actually here!” she exclaims as she first enters the room. She runs straight to your bedside admiring her sleeping sibling.

“Ellie, meet your sister” you utter softly.

“Sister? Damn you guys were actually right all along. Haha that’s brilliant. Oh, by the way I brought her this”, she offers over a blue t-rex stuffed toy. “Gotta make sure she’s as educated as me, start her early.”

“What she’s out of the womb maybe three hours and she’s already due a lesson?” Joel remarks.

“Hey, you can never start them too early!”

You chuckle.

“You wana hold her?” you question kissing your daughters head when she stirs slightly.

“Erm, I- I mean yeah I do, but I’m a bit out of practice with holding a baby.” She utters slightly embarrassed “I don’t know if it’s a good idea. I don’t wana drop her.”

“Trust me it’s second nature. Y’wont drop her.” Joel utters standing to allow Ellie to sit in his chair and he then begins to carefully pick your daughter up, shushing her gently when she grunts. She settles fast in her daddy’s arms. He bends slowly to lower his daughter into his older daughters hands. Releasing her only when he sees Ellies confidence shine through, and she settles into the comfortable feeling of having a baby in her arms.

Joel takes a step back coming to sit on the edge of the bed holding your hand as you both watch the sisters bond with one another. Eventually she opens her eyes and stares curiously at her big sister, Ellie brushes one of her fingers over her sisters eyebrows and smiles softly.

You stay like this for a while, content, happy, complete.

“So, what’s her name?” Ellie questions quietly.

“Well, this is the thing” Joel utters and Ellie looks to him curiously.

You add “we thought maybe you’d like to name her?”

“Me?” she’s shocked.

“Well why not?” Joel adds.

“Because I -I mean, seriously? You actually mean that?”

“We actually do” you nod.

“Well, there was actually a name that came to me the second I saw her, but I presumed you’d already have one picked out, so I didn’t say anything.”

“N’what name was that?” Joel quizzes

“To be fair it would fit for a boy too… so maybe I’d have thought it if it was a boy?” it’s clear she’s nervous to say.

“Just spit it out” Joel chuckles.

“Frankie” She announces “I think Frankie Miller sounds perfect.”

“Frankie” Joel whispers.

“Oh, Ellie, I love it.” You mumble trying to hold back tears “so beautiful.”

“Yeah, I thought so too. Well, there we go then! - Frankie Miller, welcome to the world!” she coos down at her sister whose eyes beam up at her. You and Joel are still transfixed on watching the two sisters bond.

“Welcome to the world Frankie baby” you whisper.

“Happy birthday Babygirl” Joel utters smiling.

#joel miller #the last of us #maria the last of us #pregnancy #sarah miller #angst #fluff and smut #tommy miller #after outbreak #Oh baby #Part three #pedro pascal #pedro pascal character fanfic

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How I Met Your Father. 7 [Preview]

How Your Father Met My Mother

On the morning, Alastor found a note of Lucifer explaining he completely forgot that he had a meeting for "royal stuff" that had to attend to and had no idea how long it was going to last. But to please keep watch on Charlie to make sure that she was ready for her meeting. Lucifer also put a bunch of duckies with hearts at the bottom, wishing him a good day.

Alastor sighed as he rubbed his temple. How hell hasn't gone to… well, hell with a king so forgetful was anyone's guess. Truly a miracle that not even Heaven would be able to explain.

He was planning to take him out for a date that afternoon so he could have his mind off Charlie's reunion until everything was over, but if his royal duties were going to demand so much of his time then maybe it was for the better. Lucifer couldn't get worried out of his mind if he was killed by boredom first.

No matter, he still had to go through the day. He left his tentacles fixing the bed as he changed his pajama to his suit, leaving his pocket watch on its pocket as always after seeing what time it was. Charlie should be up and going already.

When he found her on the kitchen, sleepily waiting for her tea to cool down, Alastor teleported through his shadows at her side.

"Good morning, my little fawn!"

Charlie let out a tiny scream, which was funny, right until she almost spilled the hot water on top of herself. Alastor catched her by the shoulders and pulled her away, letting one of his shadows to grab the mug midair.

"Oh, careful, dear! That could have been unpleasant" said, without recognizing that was entirely his own fault. He did wiped the mug with a rag using another shadow before returning it to Charlie, who was pouting at him.

"Morning, dad" Charlie side eyeing him for a second, but then resigned herself, going to the table. "Papa had king stuff today?"

"How did you know?" Alastor moved to the refrigerator and pulled out the rest of the venison he still had, plopping it on a pan to cook. The cooking was merely a courtesy to his daughter.

"Lucky guess" Charlie took a sip of tea.

"He did forgot all about it until this morning, of course. Frankly, that man could lose his own head and then ask around why was he smaller than usual" Alastor chuckled at the funny image, turning up the fire to all it could until the flammes elevated outside of the pan. "He is so fortunate to be the king and I am to not deal with any of that nonsense."

Charlie leaned her chin on her hand, looking at the way Alastor was somehow not causing a house fire. She had seen him on the kitchen many times before, but it was always impressive.

"I wanted to ask you, dad" started after a while" do you… want me to do something in heaven while I am there? Like, maybe… seeing grandma?"

"Oh" Alastor turned the meat on the pan before answering. "Are you sure that won't take away from your meeting, dear?"

"No, no, not at all" quickly reassured Charlie. "I am sure they won't have a problem if me and Vaggie decide to take a look around. Besides, I also just want to meet her. She sounds nice when you two talk about her and I never got a chance to talk to her directly myself."

"That would have been difficult to arrange. It was a nothing but lucky that your father ever had the chance" Alastor smiled to her over his shoulder, the radio filter on his voice dissapearing for a moment. "She would have loved you."

Charlie returned the gesture.

"You really think so?"

"Absolutely" Alastor came back to the meat before it started to char. "I can give you a drawing your father made of her so you know what to look for."

"That would be amazing! I will take such good care of it, I promise" Charlie stand up to kiss his cheek and look for cookies on the counter nearby. "Is there anything in particular you want me to tell her?"

"Mmm" Alastor thought about it for a moment. "Just tell her that me and Lucifer are still together. That after the last time we talked, we decided to do everything we could to have you. A decision we are more than happy with. And I miss her, like always."

"I will" Charlie let out a tiny fawn squeak and hugged his side. "I am so excited now! You know, it has been a while since you told me how papa got in contact with her."

"Another story? So quickly? My little fawn is getting greedy."

"Please" Charlie hang from his shoulder, looking up with the most puppiest eyes that anyone had puppied before. "Pretty please? Pleasies? With… blood and viscera on top?"

"Oh, well, if you offer it like that" Alastor chuckled, delighted that his daughter would know him so well. "Can I eat my breakfast first? Where is your violent partner?"

"Vaggie" Charlie pouted. "She went out with Niffty to buy the groceries and other stuff that we need. You know, she is a really sweet person. If you gave her a chance I am sure you would like her."

"Oh, my dear, our king is the one with the sweet tooth, not me. I will take your word for it though!" Alastor didn't add any more to the statement as he casually continued on preparing the meat until it was ready, taking it to the table to be enjoyed with a fresh cup of coffee one of his tentacles brought. "Sit with me, little fawn. Or else my inspiration could fade away."

"Fine" sighed Charlie, bringing her cookies and the sugar for his tea. "Just think about it, dad. You are all part of my family now."

"And you have been dating how long exactly, my dear?"

"Three years. Why?"

"Mmm, moving a little too fast, aren't you? Your father and I took our time before we came to that point." Surprise arranged marriage not whistanding, of course. It didn't count until they made it count and indeed, it took a respectable while to get there.

"You would say the same thing even if we had dated for ten years" correctly pointed out Charlie.

Alastor was about to take a sip of his coffe, but instead he laughed, covering his mouth with a napkin.

"Ha! Well, keep dating for ten more years and maybe I will consider changing my mind!"

Charlie groaned, giving up for now. Alastor nodded his approval as he continued eating. It wasn't as good as when Lucifer made it for him, so he finished up around the same time that Charlie was done with her tea and cookies. With the abscence of Niffty, Charlie offered to quickly wash everything.

"Don't bother, dear. She will be happier to have something to work with when she comes back" assured Alastor, dumping the used pans and plates on the sink.

"Are you sure? I could at least wash the mug…"

"It's fine, she will love the gesture" Alastor anchored his arm with Charlie's, calling onto his shadows. "Now come with me, fawn. To my studio."

Charlie hold onto him when her vision became pure darkness. The travel lasted only a few seconds, but she was always a little unstable on her feet like just coming out from an elevator. Alastor hold her by the shoulder and patted her back when establized herself.

"This is the first time that you see it yourself, ins't that right, dear?" said Alastor, pointing to his couch for Charlie to take a seat in.

"Somehow it's… exactly what I expected" commented the princess as she looked around.

The decoration of black antlers and mounted heads on the wall of big bucks was something she knew from the old studios Alastor used to have before the hotel. She recognized the plants on the corner and the decorations right outside of the window that made the place feel like straight out of a swamp, just elevated above the water.

It did made her smile when she saw a picture of herself as a baby on Lucifer's arm near the mic on the control panel. Papa looked exhausted, like he haven't slept in days, but his happiness was still sincere for the camera. One of his rubber duckies was also serving as paper weight nearby. Those were the only truly personal pieces she could see.

"Aww, captain Quacker" commented, recognizing the little marine suit. One of those recurring characters that Lucifer kept making in slightly different poses when he just wanted to make something without thinking too hard about it. "Papa gave it to you?"

"So I could sail through the news with no issue" confirmed Alastor, sitting down next to her. "I couldn't refuse him with a pun like that one."

"Where is the drawing of grandma?" She was hoping to see it frammed along with her picture.

"That one I carry with me" Alastor pulled out his wallet. Charlie got closer to him to see more baby pictures tucked on the interior and then a folded piece of paper that he started extending it over his lap.

#radioapple #appleradio #duckiedeer #lucifer x alastor #hazbin hotel au #arranged marriage au

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frostbite-the-bat · 2 months

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god yesterday i was so excited and motivated to play toontown and this update is pretty awesome, i love the new animations and the new cogs but most of it is basically ONLY a new coat of paint and theres nothing new to do, aside from beating up some of the new cogs to get them added to my cog schticker book. so i kinda lose motivation about it really, REALLY quickly.

i am already dismotivated and tired in general today, i got better sleep than last night and i dont know how i even functioned yesterday. so my lack of motivation and my shift of focus of Want To Play Other Game Despite Hyperfixation (minecraft and stardew valley on my 'wanna play at least a bit today' itches) is explained this way

but man. without friends i don't feel like checking most of i out - and a lot of my friends from my club already did so, without me, while i was asleep because of timezones.

(if any of u read this its not your fault im pissed at myself for being the one [well, now we have 2] europeans in our club)

so i dunno. i still gotta digest this update more, but realizing it added basically no new gameplay dismotivates me greatly. it was needed especially with some quality of life things like better tasks for clubs, emoting in a cog suit, cleaner animations (and quicker animations, too).

but holy hell there's nothing *new* to do the novelty will die off very quickly. it's just an april toons wait for me again. good update in terms of quality, i'd say.

but honestly? overhyped. i may be wrong though. bu whatever, it's my opinion and i am feeling pessimistic today. this doesn't mean i don't like the update, i do like it and it excites me. but urgh. okay. check out new things and log off and its the same. but i get it. volounteer team. they're not gonna add any big things yet. got hopes up.

mmm i've just been negative with staff or other reasons so i suppose my naturally harsher criticism stems from that. but again i still have very big respect for the work they do and i myself would not be able to do these things. but as someone who has like 133 laff and all they have left to do is graham(had task for almost year, cant get friendgroup to first time with me), prestter (skipping), oclo and maxing clo and ceo as the grindy things (and some drops, like mistys drops. how did i get all dave drops before misty.) theres so little to do like a lot of my enjoyment comes from playing with friends. and timezones are a thing. if you have lower motivation good luck getting shit done here

ugh still i cant overstate how dearly i love this game, im hyperfixated on it for a reason. and im not demanding theres more content NOW. it takes lots of time to develop. but as i keep privately yapping for Hours. staff needs better communication and pr and less of this arg shit. builds hype and then what we get is a new coat of paint

is it a good one? yes!!! does it give me new shit to do? not really. aside from wanting to draw the new cogs and new misty design.

ugh. am i being too negative? i may be. i dunno. feels odd to ramble about this knowing full well there's at least like 3 staff members who know me. maybe not on this account but, yknow.

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"Tell me how you want me to end you."

"I want to be stabbed in the belly and left to bleed out."

"Easy enough..but very tame. I'd at least hold you down and tongue the wound for a while and then grind your face while you were bleeding out. eventually hang you by your feet so you can drain and I can butcher you for meat after."

"Oh my. Yes. I love you."

"Or I could sew your lips together, cut off your eyelids and eventually your limbs, hang you up by the throat loosely and use you as a punching pag until I get bored and drown you in my bathtub while I pleasure myself."

"Yess. Yes."

"I could leave you outside in a stockade, write 'use me' and 'i drink piss' on your face. leave you there for a few days. When I come back I'd make you tell me everything that was done to you while you play with your cunt and I tell you that you deserved all of it."

"mmm. tie me to a tree and watch me starve."

"That's a good idea but while you're there i'll write "free to use toilet" on you and fit you with a ring gag. Then I'll watch men piss in your mouth while I eat cake and wipe it on you occasionally. I'll tell you that if you swallow all the piss without gagging i'll feed you some day but if you throw up at any point I'm going to knock all your teeth out and nail your hands and feet to the tree instead."

"Fuck. I know I'd gag."

"Yes that's the idea. I want you to fail and I want you to know it's all your fault."

"Fuck yes."

"No matter what I'm going to butcher you, my worthless sow. I just want to use you as hard as I can first."

"Yes. YES."

"Your pretty head is going to decorate my wall someday. I just hope you suffer a long time before I take it."

"have me publicly hanged."

"I would make you wear really high heels and nothing else. I'd bind your wrists behind you, stand you on a wobbly stool and pull the noose so you're just barely able to breathe before I secure it. Then invite the crowd to come up and do whatever they want to you. Grope you, write on you, beat you, throw things, use your cunt. I'd hand out razor blades and tell them to take home pieces of you.

Meanwhile I'd stand on a platform behind you, soothingly playing with your hair and kissing you. Whispering that if you don't fall, I'll still let you go. I'm not really going to snap your pretty neck. It's just a game. I won't let you go just yet.

I'd keep loudly encouraging the crowd to be rough with you, to try and push you off. to keep hurting you"

"Oh my. Yes. That's perfect. How about you tie me up and give me small cuts all over until I bleed out?"

"Hmm. How about I get you really wine drunk and tie you spread eagle on my dining room table. Then I start drawing patterns on you with a scalpel. Slight at first. Just the barest splitting of skin. I'll trace my tongue along your abdomen and nibble at your skin as I'm drawing lines just under your ribs. It'll start to burn and I'll gleefully smear the blood all down your thighs and lick it off. I'll go down on you while I'm cutting, taking bits of skin from your legs. Splitting you up the side while I delve my fingers inside you. I'll cut right through your cheek. One than the other. Before I hold your head still and take your lips under my teeth. Such a good girl. My pain slut. It hurts so so much, doesn't it? I'll make a wide incision in your abdomen and stretch it out with my fingers, before sewing it back up. I'll go back between your legs and lavish such attention on you that you'll think I forgot and the cuts will stop. If you start to enjoy it I'll cut off your clit and laugh, go back to tonguing your wound. I'll carefully slice off your labia and more skin from your thighs. Leave the room to fry it, come back and try to feet it to you. When you choke I'll cut out your tongue. I'll tell you I thought pigs liked to eat their own meat. Then I'll get a dull knife and start sawng at your throat while telling you how much I love you."

"Fuck yes. Do it. Do it, please. I'm ready."

"Not tonight, sweetheart. One day..Soon"

#submission #horror

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october-lady · 2 years

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I’ll make you beg for it, chapter 17

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff

Chapter rating: G

Word Count: 1745

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 || Chapter 8 || Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 || Chapter 11 || Chapter 12 || Chapter 13 || Chapter 14 || Chapter 15 | Chapter 16

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Note: Hello, friends! Sorry for the delay, I was going to post yesterday but then we got the keys to our forever house and that all took most of the day. Anyway, this is a short sort of a filler chapter. Enjoy!

Wanda woke up first, still attached to Natasha. She knew she didn't sleep long, she just felt too tired to keep her eyes open.

The redhead was still breathing steadily as she continued napping.

Wanda smiled into Natasha's skin. She felt content. Happy. She couldn't remember the last time she felt like this, knowing that it wasn't just a momentary feeling but something that was growing its roots quite deep. She wasn’t sure where this was going or even if it would last, given everything that’s happened to them but she decided she would allow herself to be happy regardless.

“Mmm,” Natasha started moving, clearly unhappy with being conscious again.

“Morning, sunshine,” Wanda smiled at her protests.

“It’s not a morning,” the redhead murmured. “And it’s your fault, you exhausted me.”

“I’ll happily take the blame,” Wanda chuckled.

They took a few minutes to fully wake up, neither of them rushing to get out of bed.

“So…” Wanda started, dragging the word out.

“Yes?” Natasha raised her eyebrow at that question, opening one eye. She didn’t feel awake enough for a serious conversation which that one word suggested Wanda was steering towards.

“We’re a real couple now, right?” She posed it more as a statement rather than a question, slightly afraid of what the answer might be. She definitely didn’t feel like spooking the scary Black Widow now that they’ve made love. Wanda felt butterflies in her stomach at that thought.

Made love. Not fucked. It was tender and loving, packed with emotions.

It felt scary but not in a way that would make her run away. Scary in a way that was making her try extra hard.

Natasha sighed and took a few seconds before she turned to smile at the brunette, “Yeah, I guess we are.”

“Good. I don’t want to mess this up so please, you have to let me know if it’s too much and you need space, okay?” Wanda pleaded, her eyes wide.

“If anyone is going to mess this up then it would be me,” she smiled. “I’m not very experienced when it comes to actual relationships.”

“How many relationships have you been in?” Wanda asked, fully turning her body to be able to see the redhead.

“Hmm… Way too many I think,” she mused, thinking.

“Oh?” The brunette propped herself up on her elbow, encouraging her to continue.

“But if we count real ones that were not faked for work, then it would be zero.” Natasha continued, suddenly interested in the ceiling. She felt slightly embarrassed, if it was because she’s been in too many relationships or none really, she wasn’t sure.

“I’m sorry,” Wanda said, squeezing her hand.

“Why?” Natasha questioned, genuinely confused as to why she would be sorry about that.

“Because no one should have to force themselves into fake relationships.” The brunette explained.

“I didn’t mind,” Natasha shrugged. “That’s what I was trained to do, it was a part of the job. We don’t have to talk about it,” she continued when she saw Wanda’s disagreement.

“I like knowing things about you,” Wanda started absentmindedly drawing little circles on Natasha’s arm.

“Alright then, what do you want to know?” Natasha chuckled.

“I can ask you anything and you’ll tell me?” Wanda measured her closely in disbelief that should be allowed to do that.

“Sure you can, doesn’t mean I’ll give you a satisfactory answer,” Natasha grinned.

“That’s fair I guess.” Wanda nodded, thinking. “Hm, what if I asked you about your spy days? Who did you spy on, what secrets did you reveal?”

“Then I would say you don’t want to know,” Natasha was still smiling but Wanda could see that a shadow of memory went over face.

“It’s okay, I don’t really want to know. They are secrets for a reason,” Wanda reassured her. As much as she desired to know everything about the former spy, there were things that were better kept hidden, at least for now.

“What I want to know,” Wanda was now drawing circles on Natasha’s stomach, resulting in accidentally tickling the woman, “how many people did you sleep with?” There was a mischievous spark in her eyes as she asked that.

“Is that what you want to know? About my sex life?” Natasha arched her eyebrow, amused.

“Well,” Wanda started innocently, moving closer to the redhead, “I just want to know if there was anything that was true in the article. And also how much more experience you have,” she whispered the last part into Natasha’s ear, placing a soft kiss on her earlobe.

Natasha shivered at the hot breath tickling her.

“Is that what couples talk about? Their past sexual partners?” The redhead laughed.

“I don’t know but we’re not like other couples, are we?”

“I suppose,” Natasha agreed. “The answer is I don’t know. I slept with a lot of people. Some of them for work, to get information from them, some of them because I wanted to and some of them because it was convenient. So I guess the article was right about some things.”

“Did you like it?” Wanda asked, suddenly turning serious. “Sleeping with people because you had to?”

“I don’t know. I never thought about it. It was a job that had to be done, just like anything else. I rarely let myself get any pleasure from it, only if it was absolutely necessary. And mostly just with women. Men are… gross. Especially men with power.”

Wanda laughed at that.

“I guess they are,” she agreed. “Did you sleep with anyone I know?”

“Do you have anyone specific in mind?” Natasha squinted her eyes at her.

“Maybe,” Wanda said, not looking at her.

“And what are you going to do with the answer? Are you asking because you’re jealous? Checking that I haven’t done all this before? And if I tell you, are you going to hate them?” Natasha could feel herself getting a bit defensive but she just couldn’t see a point in spilling this particular secret.

“None of that. I just want to see if I’m right,” Wanda grinned.

“Oh? Who do you think I slept with?” Now Natasha was interested in the conversation.

“Pepper. And maybe Maria but I’m not sure.” Wanda replied, her face scrunched up in concentration.

“Interesting. Care to explain why?”

“I don’t know, your relationship with Pepper just seems different, closer, more intimate than friends usually are.” Wanda shrugged.

“Well, you’re right,” Natasha replied with a sigh, suddenly interested in a brown curl that was falling down Wanda’s shoulder as she started wrapping it around her finger. “Pepper has always been interested in Tony and they’ve been a thing, more or less. But at one point he went through a bad case of ptsd and anxiety and pushed everyone, including Pepper, away. She was trying to help him but he was horrible to her. And somehow, she found comfort and distraction in having sex with me, as weird as that sounds. I don’t even remember how that happened, we were drinking, talking and suddenly we were kissing.”

“It doesn’t sound weird.” Wanda replied. “I’m glad you could be there for her, even if it was in a non traditional way,” she chuckled.

“You’re not bothered by it? That I had repeated sex with someone I’m still friends with and you see almost daily?” Natasha questioned.

“I’m not a jealous type. I understand why, besides, you’re both attractive women, I don’t see why you couldn’t have a little fun.”

“Miss Maximoff, are you saying I’m pretty?” Natasha pretended to blush.

“Oh why, Miss Romanoff, you are very pretty,” Wanda giggled and placed a kiss on her lips.

It was almost an innocent kiss that lasted only a few seconds but it made the butterflies in Wanda’s stomach flutter again.

“Why Maria?” Natasha went back to their conversation when she pulled away.

“I can see the way she looks at you,” Wanda said.

“And how does she look at me?” Natasha asked, amused.

“Like you’re a snack,” the brunette laughed.

“Ahh, Maria. We had a one night stand. Once or twice. It was at parties, we were drunk and I guess we didn’t have a reason not to. This is really weird now, me telling you about having sex with other people.” Natasha shook her head.

“Maybe. But at least I know where I stand and what to watch out for.” Wanda winked at her teasingly. She wasn’t concerned in the slightest but she liked messing with the woman. “So next time there is a party, you won’t reject me?”

“That was one of the hardest things I’ve done,” the redhead groaned dramatically. “But, aren’t you happy we didn’t do anything last night? Wasn’t this so much better?”

“Yes,” Wanda smiled and kissed her again. She couldn’t stop herself. It felt like she was finally allowed to kiss her whenever and wherever, like she didn’t have to be afraid that she would be rejected or shut down. She couldn’t get enough, she wanted to be kissing Natasha at all times.

“My turn,” Natasha shifted to face her properly. “How many people have you had sex with?” She wasn’t even sure if Wanda had a proper chance to do relationships of any kind, considering she spent a big part of her life in a Hydra facility, having her powers being exploited.

“Not many. A couple but it wasn’t anything serious. Probably just a desire to get close to someone and curiosity. Nowhere near as interesting as your experience,” she laughed.

“My experience is pretty unique I’d say,” Natasha chuckled. “But if you ever want to tell me about yours, I’ll be happy to listen,” she offered, sensing that this wasn’t really something Wanda was ready to talk about now.

“Thanks. So what do we do now? Do we stay in bed all day? Is that the after party procedure?” She quickly changed topic, grateful to Natasha for not pushing her. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to tell Natasha about her experiences but it was a part of her life that wasn’t particularly happy and she didn’t feel like reliving all that right now.

“Well, I would say it depends on your level of wasted but yeah, most people don’t really do much the day after. You should definitely eat though and then we can watch some movies and just relax.”

“That sounds good,” Wanda smiled and pressed her lips to Natasha’s again. She just couldn’t help it.

Chapter 18

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Note: Sooo... You caught me, I ship Natasha x Maria and also Natasha x Pepper and I just couldn't help putting this in. There was a tiny reference to Nat's relationship with Pepper when she went to her for help about ptsd several chapters back but you probably didn't pick up on it, that was mostly for me :-D

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