The Vacation (Caught Part 2)(OP81)
Summary: They keep getting caught.
Warnings: SMUUUTTTTTTTTTTTT 🤭, im talking like oral sex (f and m receiving), chaos, robert and logan being stupid, oscar and yn being stupid, language, EVERYONE IS QUESTIONABLE
Note: I’ll never get over this kind of scenario (i will literally never want to stop writing it) ALSO this could be read in the same universe as the other one but it can also be a standalone whatever is best for you 🤭
“OSCAR!” The sweet yelp of her voice warmed his heart, his head immediately turning to locate her in the sea of people eating.
Once his eyes landed on her, his favorite black dress hugging her just right, he smiled and got up from his chair to pull out hers.
“How was shopping, baby?” He asked as she sat down, Logan and Robert nodding their heads at her from across the table.
She nodded back before landing a kiss on Oscar’s cheek when he sat back down, his face blushing red, “It was so good! Italy has the best boutiques!”
He eyed the multitude of bags she had shoved under the table, laughing at her antics as he remembered that same morning when she complained about being broke.
“Very happy for you, my love.” His giggling continued with Y/n eyeing him, already knowing what he was fussing about and shutting down the lecture before it even started.
Logan shook his head, “Alright, you two make me sick. That’s enough of that.”
Robert nodded in agreement as Oscar tilted his head, “Uh, I’m sorry, but who said this trip would be fun? I’m pretty sure it was you two who added me and Y/n into the group chat and demanded that we buy plane tickets to Italy with you guys for a whole ass month of our summer break.”
Y/n hummed, agreeing with her boyfriend and loving the scene that was playing out in front of her.
The three men continued to bicker lightly about the subject before Y/n was shutting them up and forcing them to decide what they wanted to eat.
“Ok, mom.” Robert sighed, throwing his head back in fake annoyance.
Oscar chuckled, saying, “Does that make me daddy?”
It was clear his intrusive thoughts won as the entire table slowly turned their heads around to meet him, bug-eyed and horrified.
“Sorry,” He whispered, getting back to his menu.
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“So, tomorrow?” Logan asked as they all stood in front of the doors of their rooms at the AirBnb.
Tucked under Oscar’s arm, Y/n groaned, “Can we please have a slow morning? It was so early when we got up today.”
“You literally were the only one who wanted to see the sunrise.” Robert scoffed, his arms crossing over his chest as Y/n shrunk further into Oscar’s warm embrace.
“It was pretty,” She mumbled, Oscar tightening his hold on her.
“Alright, shut the fuck up, Robert. Don’t act like you weren’t take millions of photos and acting like it was the greatest thing you’ve ever laid your eyes on.” Logan shot back, sending him a glare that had the couple across from him laughing.
“Slow morning, it is!” Oscar exclaimed, opening the door to his and Y/n’s room.
“Goodnight, guys.” He said quickly as he shoved her into the four walls. Y/n stood, staring blankly at him and his abrupt behavior, as he waved to their friends and closed the door.
“What was tha-” She began as Oscar stocked toward her and planted his lips on hers. She gasped lightly before falling into the rhythm, her hands finding his hair as his found her waist.
“You’ve looked so good all night, baby.” He whispered against her lips as his hands trailed up and down the sides of her body.
“From the moment I saw you, I knew I was done for.” He mumbled again, lips kissing the side of her mouth as they found her jawline and neck.
“Osc,” She sighed as he found the sweet spot right behind her ear, sucking lightly. His hands were constant. Gripping at her ass, roaming around her torso, sliding them under her dress, he was everywhere.
“Y/n, I don’t think you understand how much you tortured me tonight. I’ve wanted you so badly all night that I was so close to fucking you in a bathroom stall.” He whispered in her ear as his hands played with the hem of the black material.
Her whimpering told him everything he needed to know, but he didn’t really care.
“Do you need me, baby?” He said lowly as he took a small step back to look in her eyes.
She nodded, eager, but he laughed, “No, baby. That’s not how this goes. You made me wait all night, so now you’ll wait all night.”
With a light force, he pushed her back onto the bed, her legs falling open slightly. He kneeled before her, white button up sleeves rolled up to his elbow as he looked up at her with lust-blown eyes. His hands nudged her knees further away from each other, her matching black underwear now fully visible to him.
His fingers tracing over the thin material that served as the only barrier between where she needed him and himself, Oscar scoffed, “This is new.”
She nodded, “I bought it today for you.”
“For me?” He said, grinning at her.
She nodded, seemingly thinking this would make him more merciful.
It wouldn’t.
“Well, I’m going to rip them off anyway.” He said as he began pushed her dress up past her waist and pushing the lace to the side. Herself being fully exposed to him, Oscar blew air on her clit, something that made her shutter.
“You like that?” He whispered as his other hand massaged her thigh.
“Oscar,” She moaned, clearly already frustrated from the lack of touch when he was speaking to her in the way he was.
At her pleading tone, no matter how much he wanted to tease her, Oscar caved in. His tongue reached out to lick a stride up her slit before coming to circle forcefully around her clit. Her mouth fell open in a soft groan as he stared up at her, his tongue continuing its work below.
Her hands fisted the bedsheets when he grabbed one and forced them into his hair, her fingers tangling in the strands. His tongue circled a few more times before licking back down to prod at her hole. The wet noises filled the room as well as the sounds of her moans as his hands traveled up to palm her boobs. She got louder, per usual, when she felt his tongue begin circling inside her at the same time his hands took her boobs out of her dress and began pinching, playing with her nipples.
“Oscar, yes, fuck. Right there.” She moaned, hands gripping his hair so incredibly tight.
The telltale sign that she was close, the one thing he always knew to be true when it came to his girlfriend in the bedroom, was when she began riding his face. Something she started doing when he found a way to simultaneously hit her clit with his nose and continue his prodding.
Just when she was about to cum, the coil in her stomach so tight she felt crazed, he pulled away.
“What the fuck!” She yelped as he leaned back on his feet, wiping the wetness off his face.
“I told you I was going to make you wait all night. What do you think that meant?” He said, crawling onto the bed to sit beside her.
“But, there is one way I know you can make it up to me.” He whispered in her ear, his hand coming up to brush the messy locks of hair off her shoulder and behind her ear.
Her eyebrows shot up, eyeing the bulge of his boxers when he grabbed her hand and trailed it down his abs.
When their hands came to cover his crotch, he used his other hand to grab her jaw and force her eyes on him, “Is this okay?”
The quick change in demeanor had her smiling as she nodded and said, “I’ll do you one better.”
She watched as his eyes lit up and he groaned deeply at the sight of her sliding off the bed and onto her knees in front of him. When her hands unbuttoned his pants and shimmied them down just enough so she could pull him out from under his boxers, Oscar’s hand came to grab ahold of her hair.
“You’re so good to me, love.” He moaned when her hands lightly caressed him. His breath, however, and ability to do anything but moan was taken when her mouth enclosed around his dick. The whole world went dark when he felt her tongue swirl around his tip and collect the pre-cum that had accumulated.
Her mouth stretched to accommodate his size as she sunk down on him. His hands tightening in his hair, Oscar loudly moaned, “Y/n, yes.”
Her small hands worked what her mouth couldn’t reach as she trailed her tongue up and down his vein. When she lost track of her movements and he hit the back of her throat, Oscar yelled, “Fuck!”
She giggled, the vibrations sending more moans out of his mouth as she continued working on his length.
The poor couple, too engrossed in their world of pleasure, didn’t realize just how loud they were being. When Oscar yelled out as he had before, Logan and Robert both walked out of their rooms to check on, what they though, was their pained friend.
“It sounded like he fell?” Robert tried as he closed his door at the same time as Logan.
Logan nodded, “Yeah, all I heard was ‘fuck’ and thought it was best to just check up on him. God knows Y/n can’t carry him if he got badly injured.”
So, the concerned friends made their way closer to the room. Maybe if they hadn’t thought he was hurt in the first place, they would’ve understood that the groans they were hearing as the neared weren’t out of pain, but something else.
Nonetheless, the boys knocked quickly on the door, allowing for no response, before opening the door.
“YOU’RE ACTUALLY FUCKING KIDDING ME!” Robert screamed as he covered his eyes. It didn’t work though, the image of one of his best friends getting a blowjob from his girlfriend cruelly engrained in his brain.
“HOLY SHIT!” Oscar yelped, pushing Y/n off him whilst simultaneously standing up to cover her. What he didn’t account for was the fact that he was more naked than her, so all he did was stand up and give his friends a better view of his semi-hard dick.
“PUT IT AWAY!” Logan cried, hands coming to cover his eyes as he struggled to close the door.
From behind him, Y/n extended her arm out so she could pull his pants up for him. It did nothing, but remind him that all he had to do was tuck himself back in and zip it up. Something he did immediately.
By the time he was finished and Y/n had fixed her dress, the two stared at each other.
“Do we go talk to them?” She whispered, arms wrapped around herself as she continued to relive the embarrassment.
Oscar nodded, “I think we have to. We can’t just leave it unsaid.”
No matter how much she didn’t want to, Y/n agreed.
With that and Oscar’s hand in hers, they trailed sheepishly out of the room. Finding the other two boys with their head in their hands on the couch, Y/n and Oscar stood in front of them. The Australian going first.
“We’re sorry for what you saw. That wasn’t supposed to happen.” He tried, shrugging at his last statement.
“I sure hope it wasn’t planned, dumbass.” Logan snapped, eyes refusing to look up.
Robert nodded, however his eyes were able to meet theirs, “Alright, I mean, it is what it is.”
Y/n and Oscar glanced at each other, “What?”
Robert got up from his spot and began his way back to his room, “I was in shock at first, but it isn’t like I didn’t know this was going on. I’ve been in the room right next to you guys before and you’re always so loud.”
Again, Y/n and Oscar stood in the middle of the room, mouth agape at the revelation.
“He’s actually so right.” Logan fired back. The couple’s heads slowly turned back to the American, their faces having drained of any color at all.
“What do you mean?” Oscar stepped forward as Logan stood up.
The blonde stared back at them for a moment before booking it out of the room and mumbling something about being confused.
Oscar, knowing he was lying, chased after him as he began yelling, “LOGAN, SPILL IT!”
This left Y/n, who was partially traumatized, to stare at the wall and wonder how she even got here in the first place.
In love and absolutely, positively caught.
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mhm just read your fuckboy!ghost and what if reader decided enough is enough, like she’s tired of the fwb and wants a real thing but ghost are too afraid of commitment alright? ok but what if she ended the thing by ghosting him and he regretted for not making the reader, his girlfriend iskdkdjeksn idk im in a mood angst LMAO
"Ghost, come on, we've been at this for months." You plead, your hands clasped together as you stare up at him from your position beside him. Your eyebrows knit together as you see a glimmer of emotion flicker in his eyes. A low sigh leaves his chest and his response is low. "I can't, doll. Every time we've talked about this, I told you. I. Can't." He says, turning his head towards you and looking down at you.
God, you were so... cute. Cute, in a pathetic way. With rosy cheeks, glassy eyes, and quivering lips. He almost wanted to kiss you. He knew that was what you wanted, it was what he wanted too.
"Well, I can't with the fact you're somehow perfectly okay with not having a relationship. Fucking three times in one week, then you ghost me for two. It's getting really fucking tiring, Simon." Your voice is exceptionally sharp, and you're getting stern. He hasn't heard this from you before and it's odd to see you respond so strongly. Normally you're so passive, and... he would be lying if he didn't find it hot. But a familiar twinge of fear made his stomach flip, and he started feeling uneasy. His eyebrows knit together as he looked down at you, brown eyes swirling with a mix of fear, desire, and hurt.
As he stared at you, disappointment made your heart drop and your shoulders sag. "Whatever, Ghost. I'm sick of just sitting by and letting you walk all over me as if I'm just some toy to you."
"Doll, you know that's not true," he grunted, panic rising in his throat. Normally he wouldn't get so emotional or defensive, but hearing you talk like that made him scared. What if he lost you? "I lo- I care about you. This isn't some... one-time thing, and I thought that would've been obvious by now."
"But why don't you want to start a relationship with me? That's all I want and you know that it's all I want."
"I-I can't... I just can't." His voice trembled for a moment, but then he realized you were going to continue pushing him on this. "I can't."
"Why can't you?" Your voice rose slightly, the anger in your tone unmistakeable as you used your hands to gesture; a small effort to expel some of the adrenaline building in your body from finally confronting him on this.
"I just can't, okay? Drop it. Please, let's just--"
"No. I can't go back to the way it was." Your voice lowered slightly as you looked up at him, tears building in your eyes and your voice trembling slightly. Your chest tightened. "I love you, Ghost, and I want to hear you say it back. If you can't... we're over. I'm done."
Silence hung in the air between him and you. The panic was rushing in his body, and for a moment you saw genuine fear in his eyes. The words weren't coming. His brain ran over all the things that would happen if he finally admitted it. Would you see him as weak? Would he ruin this relationship just like he's ruined his other relationships? Is there any way out of this that doesn't involve revealing how weak and pathetic he is? "Doll, I--"
"Say it. Say it, or..." you paused to take a breath, your lips parting and your chest rising as you gathered the courage. "I'm leaving. I can't deal with this anymore... I can't see you every other night, get reminded of how much I love you, and then you're gone the next day." Your voice broke, and he was reminded of how much of a shitty person he was. "I can't... lay awake, wondering if you love me back. I can't deal with you not opening up to me."
His heart broke when he saw that tear roll down your cheek. He hated seeing you cry, he hated seeing you hurt. He wanted nothing more than to embrace you and comfort you. He doesn't know what he'd do if he did. He just doesn't want you to leave, but ironically that's the same thing that's pushing you away. The silence continues, and your expression morphs as the seconds pass. "Fucking hell, Ghost, I--" You grunt, cutting yourself off before you twirl on your heel.
He blinks, and you're gone.
He stares at the doorway you've gone through, and his heart breaks again as he watches your form disappear around the corner. Tears stung his eyes and he brought his hands to his face, the balaclava feeling suddenly claustrophobic as it clung to his face. He stood there for what felt like hours, his heart in his stomach and the fabric of his balaclava damp with a mix of sweat and tears.
He takes a shaky step towards the door, and he shuts it. His breath is shaky and he can't stop himself from tearing up once again, tears falling and smearing his eyeblack as he moves and sits down at the edge of his bed. The mattress creaks under the addition of his weight.
"Christ, I'm such..." He couldn't find the words. You were gone. Gone and he was alone. He lost the one thing he thought he'd cherish forever. Just because he couldn't admit that he loved you. His hands shakily find his phone, and he draws it from his pocket, turns it on, and flips to the contacts screen. He finds yours, and he taps on it, opening your message history; filled with sentences from you, checking on him, asking him if he needs anything... and his replies, just one word. He lets out another shaky breath and he wipes away the moisture from his eyes with the back of his hand, moving to write a message.
"Please. I'm so sorry. I love you. Can we talk about this? I'm sorry."
He taps send. It doesn't go through. His gaze focuses on the message, and he realizes what he's lost.
He's an idiot. You're gone. Why couldn't he have just said the words you wanted to hear? His fear doesn't mean anything compared to the pain he feels knowing he's just lost the most beautiful thing in his life.
He's lost you. His flower, his darling, his sweetheart, the one he dreamt about pouring his heart out to, the one he dreamt about going on dates with, the one person he thought he might actually let love him.
You're gone and he feels emptier than ever. You're gone because he was too stupid to make it clear that he loved you.
And now, he'll never get a chance to show you that he loves you.
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HII! can we get more bully pleeeaseee!!!! like maybe reader (any gender) finding his phone and seeing cute/weird stuff of them on it??? how would they react and what would bully do about it??? also love your work!!!!
argaggragrgagrargagragrgag its been a while since ive made a purely Bully fic, also sorry for the long break, i still had shit to work out after my vacation but im back now!! Sorry this is a bit short, but I do have another boy in the works!
Yandere!Bully x GN Reader pt.3
🖤 It's been a few weeks since you and Adrian started dating and it's not much different from what you put up with other than more affectionate touches and kissing.
🖤 He'd do stuff like take your school books and raise them up high enough so you can't reach them and only give it back if you give him a kiss.
🖤 He makes you skip classes with him by trapping you in a bear hug in the furthest parts of the library so no one will catch you guys cutting class.
🖤 He's much much more protective of you as well, glaring at people who look at you for a bit too long and keeping you close no matter what.
🖤 If you tell him to stop he can and will guilttrip you with whining and kisses.
🖤 "C'mon baby he was lookin at you funny! You know I don't like sharing~" you have to pry him off in order to get your homework done.
🖤 Sometimes he even comes home with you, staying over even after dinner to be with you.
🖤 Yes he met your parents, and he's surprisingly respectful and behaved when he's with them.
🖤 But alone with you in your room? Hell nah.
🖤 You're finishing up the last of your homework while Adrian was on the bed playing with one of the stuffed toys on your bed.
🖤 "Hey babes, gonna use the bathroom real quick!" You hear him get up and he peppers your cheek and neck with kisses before going off to the bathroom.
🖤 You continue your work until you notice his phone vibrating. His lock screen opens showing some notification from his friend but something else catches your eye.
🖤 His wallpaper was a photo of you on one of your dates playing with a cat you two found at the park.
🖤 You pick up his phone and stare at the picture, you don't remember him taking this..
🖤 The flushing of a toilet is heard and Adrian comes out of the bathroom and stops in his tracks when he sees you on his phone.
🖤 "...I'm your wallpaper?"
🖤 "Yeah, duh.."
🖤 "What do you mean duh??"
🖤 "Of course you're my wallpaper baby! Who else would be on there?"
🖤 "I don't know...Batman?"
🖤 "Yeah well Batman isn't my fucking partner ok? Robin's his partner!.."
🖤 He's such a dork..
🖤 You laugh and open your arms for a hug, he huffs, pouting a little as he goes to cuddle you close, kissing your neck as he takes his phone from you.
🖤 "When did you take that photo?" I laugh.
🖤 "I take tons of photos of you hun..."
🖤 "...wait what?"
🖤 "What?.."
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