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runnning-outof-time · 24 days

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Hasn’t Burned Down Yet | Tommy Shelby x Reader

Request: yes by @asherlockfandom

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) proves that she's still not one to be messed with when it comes to her business. Tommy's happy he's not the one in the line of fire this time.

Warnings: drinking, mentions of smoking

Word Count: 3475

A/N: I’m sorry it took me so long to share this one with y’all…I’ve been going through it lately hah. I had a bunch of fun writing it though. I hope you like it. Enjoy! :)

A/N 2: this can be read as a standalone, but to really know the Tommy and (Y/N) in this story, I suggest you check out the first part: The House’ll Burn Down…you can find it HERE.

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"Someone's waiting up front for you, (Y/N)," Anna, one of (Y/N)'s employees, announced as she came into the back of the shop.

"Tell them I'll be out in five," (Y/N) responded, her eyes not leaving the latest sketch she was working on.

"He's not the sort that you keep waiting," Anna stated, her words making (Y/N) look up. The latter expected to see a look of worry on the former's face. Instead a slight smile was present.

"Ok...?" (Y/N) trailed off sounding slightly confused as she stood from her desk and walked to the front of the shop. Her brow stayed furrowed until she made it to the front counter and saw who was waiting for her.

"You forgot about my appointment, didn't you?" the man waiting out front asked, his one eyebrow quirked as a smirk played on his lips.

"Just come back, Mr. Shelby," (Y/N) dismissed his teasing question, trying her best to hide her smile as she motioned to him, making Tommy walk around the counter to join her.

"I've got the front," Anna announced, smiling at her boss.

"Thank you, Anna," (Y/N) nodded, sending the younger woman a smile before she began to walk back to the workroom.

"Why do you insist on keeping appointments here?" (Y/N) questioned as she led him to one of the fitting rooms. "This could be done on our own time, you know."

"I thought it was you who insisted on keeping a separation between business and pleasure, hmm?" Tommy commented with a grin, following her into the fitting room before he took hold of her arm and spun her to face him. He pressed his lips to hers and slipped his arms around her waist before she could say a word.

"Separation between business and pleasure, hmm?" she quipped once they'd pulled away, a smirk playing on her lips.

"Was you who wanted it, not me," he reminded her, sending a wink her way. (Y/N) rolled her eyes at the gesture, but she couldn't stop her smile from growing. "Wanted to do that from the second I saw you out there," he admitted then.

"Well I'm happy you were able to control yourself, Mr. Shelby," (Y/N) commented, patting his chest.

"I try my best, Mrs. Shelby," he responded, making her let out a breath of a laugh before she leaned in and kissed him again. "Your composure's easy to crack," he commented with a grin once they pulled away.

"Let's just get this finished with...before I become upset with you," (Y/N) said with a smile, pushing on his chest to break their embrace so that she could grab the things she needed to begin taking measurements.

Truthfully she knew the measurements of her husband by now, but Tommy still insisted on these fittings. He wanted to make sure that things were perfect. It wasn't that he doubted his wife's work, if anything it was because this gave him another chance to spend some time with her. Time was something that neither had much of due to their busy schedules.

Surely you’ve noticed by now that things have - obviously - changed between (Y/N) and Tommy. It most certainly didn't happen overnight though. After (Y/N) put Tommy in his place, she fully expected him to take his business elsewhere. But he stuck around, and when he realized that she wasn't going to change how she dealt with him, he decided to change his approach. One thing led to another and eventually, as of two months ago, (Y/N) found herself with a new surname. She honestly couldn't think of a time where she's been as happy as she is now.

Along with getting married, (Y/N)'s business has also taken off. She's now one of the most respected tailors in not only Small Heath, but the entirety of Birmingham. She worked hard to gain her reputation, and all of the countless hours that she spent mastering her craft have certainly paid off.

"What will you be wearing to the event?" Tommy decided to make conversation whilst (Y/N) was still taking measurements.

"Since when is that something you care about?" she playfully quipped in response as she moved over to her clipboard and wrote a few notes before returning to him.

"I want to make sure you match me," he gave his reason.

"Oh I'll make sure you do, darling," she smiled at him, her eyes finding his for just a moment before she motioned for him to hold his arms out so that she could take the measurements for his suit's jacket.

She bit on her bottom lip to try and conceal the smile as she brought her tape measure up and held it against the underneath of his arm. She did this to both sides before moving it down to hold it against his torso. She really had to bite on her bottom lip as she slowly moved her hand down along his ribs. Just like she expected him to, Tommy flinched the second her fingers touched the space below his ribs.

"Stop moving," she teasingly chastised him, continuing on with making her measurements.

Tommy just grunted in response, watching her closely as she finished with his left side and moved onto his right. Here she slowed her actions down substantially. He couldn't help but flinch again when her fingers brushed over that same spot.

"I said stop moving, Thomas," she rebuked him again, lifting her gaze up to match his, showing him the smile that was present on her features.

"You know what you're doing," he commented, his eyes narrowing as they stayed locked onto hers.

"I do," she chirped, tilting her chin upwards, "very well."

"Then you should know..." he trailed off, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes, "that I know those exact same spots on you," he paused, his eyes dropping to sneak a glance at her frame, "very well," he finished his statement by reaching out and pressing his fingers into the skin of her sides, where she was extremely ticklish.

These actions made (Y/N) shriek and quickly drop her hands so that she could try to get him to stop what he was doing. It wasn't an easy feat. "Tommy, stop!" she exclaimed through her giggles, finally managing to get ahold of his hands and pull them from her sides after a few moments had passed. "We're supposed to be professional here," she hissed at him then, trying her best to hide the smile that just wouldn't stay away. She stopped trying when she noticed that he was already smiling.

"Fair enough," he nodded, showing that he was conceding to her. "Finish your measurements."

(Y/N) let go of his hands with a huff and bent down to grab the tape measure that had been discarded when this all started. They then sent each other a look: (Y/N) to check if he was really finished with his previous tirade, and Tommy to tell her 'no more funny business'.

The stare down lasted a few moments, but nothing else happened once (Y/N) resumed taking her measurements. The only time the envelope was pushed was when Tommy spun (Y/N) around and managed to sneak a kiss just before she crossed the threshold into the front of the shop.

(Y/N) made sure that Tommy's suit complimented her dress for the gala they were attending that evening. She had picked out a royal blue evening gown, and made sure that Tommy's suit was a charcoal color and had a blue tie to bring it together. She also wanted to include a blue pocketsquare but Tommy fought it, saying that the tie was enough. (Y/N) finally conceded when Frances came and announced that their car had arrived, instead telling Tommy that he'd need to make this up to her in some way.

Now the event was in full swing. (Y/N) stayed by Tommy's side, joining him in the conversations that he was having. She was able to add meaningful viewpoints, and Tommy appreciated that. Her presence was way more than just a prize on his arm.

"Mr. Shelby, I must bring attention to the fine suit you've got on," Elliot Thorsby, a man who was a prominent figure in automobile sales, began as he approached the couple. (Y/N)'s smile grew as she heard what he said. The suit she made had been getting compliments like this one all evening. "Might I ask where you had it made?"

"Me wife’s the one who made it," Tommy was happy to share, nodding his head to the woman standing on his right. "She makes all of my suits."

"Ahh," Elliot responded, looking surprised as he nodded slowly. "Is she open to taking on new clients?" he asked then, still speaking to Tommy.

"Now that's something that I wouldn't know personally," Tommy began, glancing over at his wife before he continued, "why don't you ask her yourself?"

Elliot held Tommy's gaze for a few beats before it seemed like he snapped out of whatever bubble he was in. That was when he finally turned his attention to (Y/N). "Are you taking new clients, Mrs. Shelby?" he asked, his bushy eyebrows raised in wait.

(Y/N) took a moment to respond to the question. She figured that he deserved to wait a few moments longer. After all it was him who decided to ask it indirectly in the first place. And she honestly quite enjoyed watching him squirm in his spot; obviously not used to being on the receiving side of this sort of situation.

"Well I've already got quite the schedule lined up, but for you, Mr. Thorsby, I'd be willing to make an exception," she finally informed him of her decision, a professional smile gracing her features.

"You would?" he sounded elated, almost like a kid on Christmas.

"I would," she affirmed with a nod.

"Wonderful," Elliot grinned. He paused as a man came to his side and whispered something in his ear. "You'll need to excuse me now, a business matter has come up. We'll reconnect at the end of the evening and schedule a time," he told the Shelby couple once the other man had left.

"That sounds fine," (Y/N) nodded at him, then accepting the handshake that Elliot extended to both her and Tommy. He was the first to leave the conversation, leaving the husband and wife to turn to each other.

"Got you another client," Tommy commented on the previous coversation as he fished the tin of cigarettes out of his pocket.

"We'll see how it goes," (Y/N) answered in a nonchalant manner, smiling at her husband as she shrugged her shoulders.

The earliest Elliot Thorsby was able to come to (Y/N)'s shop in Small Heath was two weeks after their initial conversation date.

She greeted him with a smile before telling Anna that she'd be taking this client and that the younger woman should man the desk while she was gone. Once everything was squared away in that regard, (Y/N) waved on Elliot for him to come back with her.

Things went well with the fitting. (Y/N) was able to get a good read on what Elliot wanted and had some great ideas for a design before she was even finished with the measurements. Now she couldn't wait to get some time alone to get started on her beginning sketches. But first she had to see Mr. Thorsby out.

The two returned to the front of the store. (Y/N) told Anna that she was able to return to her previous project, leaving her and Mr. Thorsby alone at the counter. She quickly got to work on calculating the price of the fitting visit and also what the suit would cost. She then shared that final price with him without second thought.

A few moments passed and Elliot still hadn't offered up the money yet. This made (Y/N) glance up from the ledger she was writing down the sale in. "Is there a problem?" she asked with raised brows, immediately noticing the sour look that was present on his face.

"Don't you think the price is a bit...much?" he questioned her.

"No, sir. It's spot on with what I normally charge," there was no hesitation in her answer.

"Yeah, but..." he trailed off, obviously not pleased with the response he was given. "But given my relationship with your husband, and the business we've conducted together…” he paused again, “well don't you think that warrants a lesser price?"

It took everything in (Y/N) to stop the scoff that she wanted to let out in response to his statement. It made her look of confusion quickly turn to one of surprise. "Your relationship and the manner in which you conduct business with my husband does not have any effect on how I run my business, Mr. Thorsby," she began, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone, "I take pride in my work and I know how much my suits are worth."

"But for a man with my standing, don't you think that..."

"You'll pay full price for the suit," she cut him off before he could even finish his statement.

Hearing her blatant demand made his jaw go slack. "And if your husband gets knowledge of the manner in which you're treating his associates?" he decided to try another direction.

"My husband pays full price as well," she quickly shut him down for the second time, not in the slightest bit fazed by his threats.

"Your own husband?" there was bewilderment in Mr. Thorsby's voice.

"He knows how much they're worth," (Y/N) doubled down, once again speaking in a matter-of-fact tone.

"I think you're making a rather grand mistake here, Mrs. Shelby," he tried one last time to try and turn the tides in his favor.

(Y/N) didn't waste a moment worrying about his threat. "I think I'll be just fine," she assured him, a tight-lipped smile forming on her face. She hoped that it added salt into the wound she'd inflicted upon his ego.

"You're not afraid of what'll come once word of this gets out?" he still continued trying. It was almost comical now. She sent him a look; a non-verbal way of asking him 'are we finished here?'. But he paid no attention to it, instead trying one last line that he used when he didn't get his way. "Do you not know how much power I hold?"

Ahh, the power card, (Y/N) thought to herself as she continued to try her hardest and hold back her scoff, where have I heard that one before?.

She was way passed finished with him and his droning on at this point. His pestering had brought her to the end of her professional rope. She was trying like hell to keep herself composed and not lose her cool. She wanted to keep taking the high road.

A few moments passed before she took a deep breath and finally responded: "I've dealt with the likes of you before, Mr. Thorsby. I've been given threats harsher in nature than the one you've just told me. My shop hasn't burned down yet. So I'm not worried about what your comments on the prices of my suits will do to my reputation." Her eyes never left his as she spoke, showing him that she meant every single word.

Another pause arose, and (Y/N) wondered if maybe she'd finally gotten through to him. Maybe he'll finally leave.

But, of course, he stayed standing in front of the counter. "Are you sure this is the path you want to take?" he gave one last try, his eyebrows raising as he tried to keep up his imposing figure. It was more then obvious that said figure wasn't working on (Y/N) though.

"Are you going to pay for the suit, Mr. Thorsby?" she asked him, no longer wanting to entertain his theatrics, her eyes still locked onto his. It became even more apparent as each second passed that she wasn't going to change her mind on this.

"You'll regret this, Mrs. Shelby," he finally conceded, but not without throwing one last threat out there.

"As will you, Mr. Thorsby. Have a nice day," she nodded, still unfazed by all of it as her dismissive goodbye made him turn and exit her shop. She stood stoic and watched as the door shut behind him. Only when she was finally alone did she shake her head and let out a huff. "Prick," she muttered to herself before she tore the ledger sheet out of the book and crumbled it up.

"Do you remember Elliot Thorsby?" (Y/N) asked as she moved over to the mantlepiece in Tommy's office later that evening.

"Course I do," Tommy responded without up looking from the paper he was reading, "what about him?"

"He came for his fitting today," she started, grabbing one of the decanters and an empty glass so that she could pour herself a drink.

"And?" he asked for more information, finally looking up at her just as she spun to face him.

(Y/N) didn't answer right away, instead bringing the glass up to her lips and taking a healthy swig from it. She hissed at the burn that accompanied the whiskey as it slid down her throat and tried her best to smile at her husband. Tommy raised his eyebrows at her as he removed the glasses from the bridge of his nose, now waiting intently for her to share something with him.

(Y/N) brought the glass back up to her lips and held it there as she let the silence linger for a little bit longer. She didn't quite know why she was waiting so long...maybe she enjoyed watching him as he tried to hold his intent composure. "I don't think you should work with him anymore," she finally told him.

"Why not?" he immediately asked for more information.

"He felt that he should pay less for his suit because of his connection to you; felt that I should honor your relationship and then threatened me when I wouldn't adhere to his tactics," she happily told him about her interaction with the businessman.

"He threatened you?" Of course this was the part of her statement that Tommy fixated on.

"Well he tried to...the threats didn't really take," she shrugged, finishing the rest of her glass.

"What did he say to you?" he was still hung up on it.

"Tommy it was nothing," she brushed his worry off. His expression didn't change. (Y/N) let out a sigh before she began walking in his direction. "He told me that I'd lose my clients because he has influence," she told him as she stopped in front of where he was sitting. He looked up at her with raised eyebrows as he turned the chair in her direction. She took that as her signal to sit on his lap. He went back to staring straight ahead once she sat. It didn't take long for her to notice that he still wasn't completely convinced. "Tommy..." she trailed off, taking hold of his chin so that he'd be looking at her again, "what're you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that maybe I should go have a word with him."

"I told you it's fine. I handled it, and I'm not worried about what he's claiming he'll do," she assured him. A smile creeped onto (Y/N)'s features as she thought of something else to add. "Besides, it's not like he threatened me with arson...like this one client I had.”

Tommy couldn't stop the grin from forming as he immediately realized what she was hinting at. “Who’d threaten something like that, hmm?” he questioned, playing along with her.

“Someone who really wanted to try his luck,” she answered, letting go of his chin so that she could wrap her arms around his neck.

“I’d say the risk paid off,” he wagered, his hold on her tightening slightly so that he could pull her even closer.

“It seems like it did,” she agreed, leaning in and pressing her lips to his.

Their kiss was short, and he was soon parting from her to share the next move that he’d thought up. “Any business with Thorsby will be finished tomorrow.”

“Stop thinking about him and kiss me, Tommy,” she responded, her lips brushing against his as she spoke.

He chuckled at her abrupt statement and wasted no time in doing what she asked him to. His lips were back on hers within seconds, and Elliot Thorsby was the furthest thing from each of their minds.

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dreamcatchers-husband · 2 years

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What A Strange Girl

Male Reader x Billlie Moon Sua

Length: 8400+

Tags: Boyfriend/Girlfriend

A/n- Happy birthday to Moon Sua. I am happy to give you all, one of the few Moon Sua fics out there. I hope you guys enjoy it.

People. We meet people almost every day of our lives. Some we instantly forget but others make an impression and stay with us.

It’s your first day at a new school. To be honest you are quite nervous as it’s the first day of Senior year. People have already made their friend groups back and freshman year and now you are here, the odd one out.

Your first steps into this new building were a bit nerve-wracking, but so far so good. The subtle glances toward you caught your attention but you gave them no mind as you finally entered the main office. The smell of lavender filled the air as you got closer and closer to the desk in the middle of the room. Finally getting closer you see a woman typing on her computer.

“Um hi.”

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t hear you come in. What can I help you with?”

“Oh sorry to bother you but I’m a new student and I was told to come to the office to pick up my schedule as well as get a guide.”

“Ah yes of course! It’s rare to get a new student who is a senior so I was already expecting you. I am Kim Minji, the school receptionist. Now let me pull out your class schedule and I believe your guide will be here any minute.”

Looking through her table, she manages to find your schedule in the middle of all her documents and hand it to you.

“Here you go. As you can see it shows how each day will go for you and what classes you will attend. Should you have any questions feel free to ask me or your g-“

Ms.Kim didn’t even get to finish her sentence as a girl ran into the office panting a bit for air.

“I’m- sorry- I’m late. My alarm didn’t go off.”

“Oh, it’s ok. I just handed him his schedule so you made it just on time. Make sure to show him around well.”

“I will Miss Kim. Hello, there my name is Fukutomi Tsuki, what’s your name?”

“Oh hello Tsuki. My name is Ryu Jin-Sang, please take care of me!”

With a smile, you bow towards Tsuki and she bows back.

“Now if you please follow me, I will give you a tour of the building and bring you to your homeroom as well. It’s the first day of the school year so homeroom lasts quite a bit.”

Nodding towards Tsuki you both step out of the office and begin to slowly walk in the hallways. You probably didn’t notice but the school bell had already gone off and the hallways were now empty.

“So Tsuki, that’s not a Korean name. Are you Japanese?”

“Yes indeed! I came from Osaka about 2 years ago.”

“Did you already know Korean before you came here?”

“That right there is the library, your books are already in your home room. No, I didn't know Korean before I came here but my father got a job offer and he had to take it.”

“I can relate to that. I just moved for the same reason.”

“I’m sorry about that. I know how hard it can be but I’m sure you won’t be alone. From what I heard I’m a few years younger than you but I would love to be your friend.”

The warm smile that shined on her face showed you she was genuine about befriending you.

“I would love to have you as a friend.”

As you got to know more about Tsuki, your tour around the school continued as she showed you all of the important places you should know. Either way, this was a big school and it was certain you would get lost your first few days even after this tour. Finally, in front of a classroom, Tsuki looked at you and bowed.

“This is where I leave you. From what I saw on your schedule we have lunch together so just look for me there ok?”

“Ok Tsuki. Thank you once again for the tour.”

With a wave Tsuki began to skip down the hallway, entering another classroom further down. Reaching out for the door you hesitate a bit but muster through and open the door. The room that had the voice of only the teacher becomes fully silent.

“Ah Hello. You must be the new student. I am Mrs. Song and I will be your homeroom teacher. Please introduce yourself to the class.”

“Oh well hello. My name is Ryu Jinsang and I am 20. Please take care of me!”

Small murmurs filled the classroom as the girls all began to eye you and smirk. The guys looked a bit annoyed but didn’t say anything.

“Now you can go sit in the back with our class president Sua.”

At that time a short girl in the back raised her hand, showing you who she was. Making your way to the back of the class, you find the empty seat that was next to the girl and take your seat. Taking a glance at the girl you noticed her fade-up features were unique. After a few seconds, the girl takes a glance at you and grabs your head, making you face the whiteboard.

With that “invitation” you saw another teacher step in and start to write on the whiteboard. Two hours go by as the math lesson ends and you are all left in the classroom to just wait for your next teacher. Wanting to get to know your seatmate, you turned back in her direction and spoke up.

“Hi, I’m Jinsang. You are?”

“Moon Sua.”

Her response was quite blunt but you try again.

“So class president. Was this something people voted on or assigned to you?

“Voted.”

Just as you were gonna speak up again you feel a tap on your shoulder and see a girl.

“Oh hello.”

“Hi, I’m Arin. Why are you trying to talk to the little miss perfect right there?”

“Little miss perfect? That doesn’t seem too nice.”

“Well, she’s stuck up and barely has friends in school.”

“That isn’t-

“Can you take your conversation elsewhere? I have plenty of things to do.”

With a ring of the bell, all of the students begin to sit back down.

“I guess I’ll talk to you later handsome.”

As Arin goes back to her seat the next teacher comes in and starts the next class. Some much for it being the first day, they are giving full lessons. Soon another hour passes as the teacher then walks out leaving you with homework. With the sound of the bell, all of the students began to stand and walk out of the classroom. Others pulled out some lunch boxes and began to eat.

As you grab your bag you notice something, Sua was already gone somehow. The growl from your stomach takes your attention away from that so you walk out and follow the masses of people. They could have been leading you to the wrong spot but it’s deemed luck was on your side as you entered the lunch room.

The line to grab food was massive but you were glad to see it was moving quickly. Grabbing your tray, a small bowl of soup was put on the tray as well as various little sides. With your food now acquired you began to look around to find where to sit.

“OPPA!”

The sudden yell that filled the lunch room got your attention as well as plenty of others. Looking in the direction of the sound, you see it’s Tsuki calling you over. At her table, another person is sitting but their back was facing you. Making it to the table, you pull out a seat and sit down and smile at Tsuki. Wanting to be nice as well you look towards the other girl sitting at the table to say hi but immediately recognize her.

“Oh, Sua hello.”

Sua gives you a quick nod, not raising her view from her food.

“You met unnie already! I knew you were in the same class but I’m glad you met my best friend.”

From what you have seen, Sua doesn’t seem like the type to make friends so that statement surprised you but before you could say anything Sua stood up from her seat and gave you and Tsuki a quick wave, walking out of the lunch room.

Before you could even get a word out Tsuki asked you something.

“Oppa, are you looking for a job?”

“Oh that was a bit random but yes I am actually. I like to have my own money and am gonna look for a job later on, why do you ask?”

“The place I work at is looking for a new worker and I decided to ask you. If you want I can mention you to my boss.”

“If it’s no trouble then yeah go for it.”

Tsuki excitedly jumped up from her seat and ran out of the lunch room. Was a bit weird but oh well. As you continue to eat your lunch the excited bunny returns to the lunch table, hanging up what seems to be a phone call.

“YOU GOT THE JOB!”

“But I didn’t even have an interview. I don’t even know what the job is.”

“I told my boss you were a great friend and he agreed to take you on the spot. As for the job, it's easy and not bad at all. I will take you after school so meet me at the main entrance.”

You had plenty of more questions but at the time the school bell rang once more, letting you know lunch was over. With a wave, Tsuki left the lunch room with the rest of the students. Looks like you have a new job then.

The rest of the school day goes by in a Flash as most teachers for the rest of the day take it easy on all of you, just going over the syllabus for the rest of the year. Once class ended you made your way to the front door with Tsuki waiting for you.

“Oppa! Come on. The bus comes in two minutes.”

Following behind Tsuki you made it in time to the bus stop as the vehicle pulled up. Pulling out your bus pass you scan yours after Tsuki does the same and take a seat in the back of the bus with her.

The ten-minute bus ride passed by quickly with Tsuki and you getting to know each other better. Once at your stop, the two of you hop off at the back exit and begin to walk a bit. The quick Thirty-second walk brings you to your location. Looking up at the sign you saw the name of the place, Penguin games.

Once Tsuki opens the door you can safely assume this will be your new place of employment. Walking inside you notice the flashing light everywhere as you now know what business it is that you will be working at, an arcade. The walk to the back room takes a little bit but soon you walk through the double doors and arrive at an office. Tsuki knocks on the door as you both hear the words enter.

The office is a nice white color with different penguin plushies all around. At the center of the office sits a woman who is by the looks of it playing games on her computer. Tsuki signals you to be quiet and sit down next to her. Taking a seat you wait for a few minutes until the woman looks up and smiles at the two of you.

“Sorry I was killing the ender dragon with a couple of friends. How was school today guys?”

“First day back and a few teachers already had lessons to teach. Not sure if it’s the same for Oppa.”

“Oh, we had lessons already. I never understood why some teachers do that.”

“Makes me glad I’m done with school already. Oh, where are my manners? Hello Jinsang, I am Myoui Mina, and welcome to Penguin Games. How are you?”

“Oh, I am doing well Ms. Myoui.”

“Please call me Mina, Ms.Myoui makes me feel old.”

“Oh ok, Mina. Might I say it’s a very nice looking arcade you have out there?”

“Why thank you. I saved up a lot to build my dream arcade and it came out just as I imagined it. Now onto business. I normally have two workers at once here but an employee I had left and I need a new one. In total, I have 3 employees and you will be number 3. I take care of things other days by myself but having the 3 employees is helpful.”

“Oh I’m always down to help and work when I can but what do I need to do on the job?”

“Oh, it’s quite simple. You will just monitor the games and machines and empty the coin storage and fill up things that need to be filled. There is a lot of free time in this job so you can feel free to do your homework and such during this time.”

It sounded simple and perfect for you.

“That sounds great. When do I start?”

“Well I have to take off today to meet up with some friends and Tsuki needed the day off so if there is any chance you can start today and your new coworkers can teach you?”

You had sent really planned to work today but hey you were always down to make some money.

“Oh well sure. Is there a work uniform I need or something?”

“No uniforms. Just wear whatever you want. I see you are still in your school uniform so if you have a spare change of clothes you can go put them on and I will introduce you to your partner in crime for the day.”

“Sounds good.”

Standing up you made your way over to the employee restroom and changed into a spare shirt and sweatpants you had. Stepping out of the restroom you see Tsuki wave at you from a distance and leave.

“Great. Are you ready to get to work?”

“Ready!

“Follow me then.”

Exiting the back room, the two of you walk over to a counter in the corner of the arcade and see it’s empty.

“She must be doing something, just give her a second.”

Just as she said, a few seconds pass and a girl comes up to Mina cheerfully and waves her hand.

“Oh, Mina! Sorry I was changing out the coins to the claw machine. Is the new guy here?”

“Yes Sua, say hello to Jinsang.”

Looking at the girl you see it’s your class president. Sua then walks up to you and stretches out her hand.

“Hello, I am Moon Sua. I will be your coworker. I am looking forward to getting to know you more.”

Bringing out your hand, you shake hers and respond.

“Looking forward to learning from you.”

“Awesome. Now I need to get going so if you guys need me just send me a message. Sua will give you my number later on so just text me so I can save it. Bye guys!”

“Bye Mina!”

As Mina walks off, you can’t help but notice she waddles a bit like a penguin and chuckle a bit.

“What did you notice she waddles like a penguin?”

From your previous interactions with Sua, you were worried she would scold you but she just laughed.

“Yeah, I noticed that on my first day here also. Ok let’s show you how to do your job and we can just relax after.”

“Oh ok. Lead the way.”

Following Sua, you arrive at a racing game that displays a full symbol on the screen. At that time Sua pulls out a single key from her pocket and hands it to you.

“This is your key. Keep it with you. It’s quite simple. People use money to get tokens to play on the machines. With this key, you take out the container that is filled and place an empty one. They are always next to the machine, the empty ones so all you need is the key. The machine for tokens only needs to be filled up in the morning but Mina does that on her own should you need to put more in the same key works.”

Sue then uses her key and opens the machine, pulls out the container, and puts in an empty one.

“Now with the tokens we just go over to the desk and throw them into the huge bucket in the bottom cabinet. The same key works ok?”

“Ok.”

“That's it. Simple job. Should any of the machines have any problems we just contact Mina and she will tell us to put a broken sign on it. She will take care of the rest.”

“That’s all we do?”

“That is all we do. Hence why she doesn’t need a lot of employees but it’s always best to have two people here in case. Mina is a great boss and lets us play as many games as we want as well. Just don’t let it distract you from helping people should they need it. Shoot one more thing. Should the claw machines need more prizes the first door on the right when you enter the employee area is the prizes. Same key.”

“Wow, this seems pretty simple.”

“As I said, it's pretty simple. Let’s go sit down!”

Listening to Sua, you both arrive at the desk and take a seat next to each other. The sound of music and arcade games is all that can be heard at first until you hear a cough.

“So we are both 20 but what month were you born?”

“Oh, September 1st is my birthday.”

“No way! My birthday is September 9th. Well, you are still older so I will call you Oppa if that is ok with you?”

“Oh yeah, that’s fine. So how long have you been working here?”

“Oh about a year now. It’s a very comfy job like Mina said. I’m sure you will come to love it as I do. So what’s your favorite type of game to play at an arcade?”

“Oh well, I enjoy shooting games. What about yourself?”

“SAME! Let’s go play.”

Getting yanked by the arm, you find yourself in front of an arcade game. You could see it was a shooting game with a space theme. The sound of coins clinking caught your attention as the game screen changed. Taking hold of the game blaster, you saw little alien ships float around the screen. Sua jumps right into playing as she begins to take aim and pull the trigger.

Seeing her game score increase rapidly, you begin to pull the trigger killing As many alien ships as you could. Sadly your score didn’t seem to increase a lot as Sua repeatedly stole your kills.

“Come on Oppa. You are making this too easy for me.”

“Maybe I’m just being nice and letting you win.”

You didn’t say that with enough confidence as Sua giggled a bit. Wanting to prove her point, Sua began to push you so your shots wouldn't land. Fifteen more seconds pass as you see the game over screen. The results? Sua beat you by about three thousand points.

“Yeah sure, you let me win.”

Rolling your eyes, you were ready to challenge Sua to another game but some kids began to enter the arcade. Of course, wanting to look a little professional, the two of you walk back to the desk and take your seats behind it. Soon the sound of laughter and coins catch your ear's attention as the customers begin to play.

At that time you saw Sua pull out her backpack from underneath the table. Soon her papers are spread around the table as she begins to start her homework. Following her example, you pull out your homework and commence it as well.

Part of you was still curious if maybe this was the wrong girl you left earlier today but seeking the same homework you had as well as the name Moon Sua on top confirmed it was her.

“I’m done already. How far along are you on the math homework.”

You looked at Sua surprised as you saw her page filled with answers all over. She was already done with one page in a few minutes.

“How are you done already?”

“I’m not class president for no reason. Here you can copy.”

You Weren't about to refuse such a nice offer, so you took her math sheet and proceeded to look over the answers and copy them. After a few minutes, you looked up and saw Sua was gone. Shifting your head around you slowly saw a head enter your field of vision. Sua was carrying the bucket full of tokens to the dispenser.

Standing up you ran towards Sua and picked up the bucket she was struggling with.

“Oh, thanks Oppa. The machine needed more tokens but you were busy so I didn’t want to bother you.”

“Hey, this is our job, not just yours. I can finish that when I get a chance. You are already helping me enough with copying the answers.”

With a smile, you followed Sua over to the machine. With her key, Sua opened the machine and pointed to where you had to put the coins. Raising the bucket up higher, you dumped the entire thing into the machine until it was full. Stepping back, Sua closed the machine and locked it.

“Now you saw how it’s done. Must say it’s faster if it's the two of us. When it’s me and Tsuki we need to both lift the bucket to empty it.”

“Glad to be of help. Let’s head back to the desk.”

The rest of your shift went by in a flash as you just copied some of Sua’s homework and went around doing small jobs around the arcade. Soon it was closing time and Mina returned.

“Alright you two, you can go home. Thank you for today and I will see you tomorrow.”

Giving Mina a quick bow, the two of you grabbed your backpacks and made your way out of the building. Standing in front you looked at the time and saw it was 9 pm.

“Well it’s late so I should head home. I will see you tomorrow!”

“Wait Sua. Do you want someone to walk you home?”

Sua looked at you and smiled.

“Look at you, such a gentleman. Well, I wouldn't be opposed to a bodyguard at night.”

“Let’s go then!”

As Sua begins to walk, you follow her at her side. The silence of the street at night can be scary to some but to you, it was relaxing. Your walk so far has been silent until you decide to talk.

“So we are working tomorrow?”

“Yeah. You heard Mina, plus I’m sure Tsuki will be joining us as well.”

“Oh, that’s cool. Tsuki sure is a hyper girl isn’t she?”

“Oh yes, she is. Sometimes she can be a bit much but she’s one of my best friends. Don’t be scared to tell me if you think she is being too much, I will let her know.”

“No no. If I needed to say something like that I would tell her myself but I’m sure she will be just fine. I have had plenty of hyper friends before.”

Sua laughed a bit as you both continued to walk for a few more minutes until you reached a familiar street.

“Hey, I live on this street.”

“No way! Me too. I’m that yellow house right there.”

“Wow, basically neighbors. I’m the green one a few down.”

True enough your house was just three down from hers.

“Well, then I guess we are gonna go to school together. Be outside my house at 6:45 so we can catch the 6:50 bus.”

Sua was very direct but you didn’t mind it.

“6:45. Got it. Have a good night Sua.”

“You too Oppa.”

Sua then walked up to her front door, looked back, and waved at you. Once you waved back Sua finally entered her home. You weren’t sure why but the time you spent with Sua today made you happy. Feeling happy you began to walk home with a bit of a skip in your step, not noticing Sua looking at you through the blinds smiling.

The next morning came and you found yourself standing outside Sua’s home five minutes early. Sua must have had some sort of sixth sense as she walks out of her home in uniform, ready for school.

“Oh, you’re early, Great! I normally show up earlier than others but it seems you're the same.”

“Yeah, I’m like that. Let’s get going.”

With a nod, Sua and you begin to walk to the corner and wait for the bus. Soon the bus arrives and stops in front of you two. Stepping on the bus first, you take out your bus pass and scan it twice to pay for the two of you. Walking further into the bus, you extend your hand to point where to sit. Sitting down, you take the seat next to her and face her.

“So how did you sleep?”

“I slept well, thank you. I assume the same for you?”

“Yeah, I'm still getting used to the new home but I slept ok.”

Just as you were about to start talking again, the sudden yell of the word hi gets both of your attention. Tsuki walked her way over in front of the two of you and took a seat.

“How was work yesterday guys?”

“Hey Tsuki! It was good. Nice easy night. We took care of our homework since the machines didn’t need to be changed out.”

“That’s great! See Oppa? I told you it was an easy job.”

“Well, I like it so far.”

Your small conversation continued as you finally arrived at your stop. All of you proceeded to stand up and walk out to the bus, a three-minute walk away from school. Beginning to walk the rest of the way, Tsuki and Sua continued to talk along the way with you listening in as well.

“So Oppa. Are you gonna be working with the two of us today then?”

“Oh yeah, I will. I’m excited to see how it goes with the three of us. Me and Sua played a few games so that was fun.”

“Did she beat you in whatever game you played?”

“I’m guessing that’s normal then.”

“You bet. Just wait until later.”

“Don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get better with time.”

You haven’t even noticed you passed the school gate at that time. Looking towards Sua, the happy smile she had on her face was gone and she looked very serious.

“Yeah that’s what I thought as well but unnie seems to improve with time also.”

“Really now? I'm excited to see how fun the games will get then.”

“Yeah.”

The one-word answer caught you off guard as Sua didn’t seem as happy as before. Looking at Tsuki, you could see her jumping up and down like this was normal. Finally arriving at your classroom, you waved goodbye to Tsuki and went to your seat. Sitting next to you, Sua started to take out her papers and line them up with the table.

“So how long have you been living in that house?”

“I’m busy.”

“Ok.”

The sudden change in her attitude still surprises you, so you just nod your head and look forward and stay silent. Soon the classroom fills with your classmates and class begins. Each time you tried to start small talk, Sua gave you a one-word answer or ignored you.

When the clock struck noon, everyone proceeded to run to the cafeteria. Following the masses, you made it to the cafeteria and grabbed your lunch. Looking around you found Tsuki and Sua sitting at the same table. Walking over, you took a seat as Tsuki said hi.

“How was class so far?”

“Not bad. Nothing as always. I’m just ready to leave.”

“Don’t worry I’m sure the rest of the day will go by fast, right unnie?”

“Yeah.”

You had plenty of questions to ask Tsuki but you figured you would wait till it was just the two of you. The rest of your school day goes by quickly as you find yourself standing outside of the school gates. Tsuki comes out happily and grabs your arm.

“Let's go! Unnie will meet us at work later.”

Following Tsuki, you take this opportunity to finally talk to her.

“Hey Tsu. I have a question.”

“And I may have an answer.”

You chuckled a bit at the joke.

“What's up with Sua? One moment she’s playful and a great girl to talk with. The next she’s mean and ignores me.”

“I figured you would ask that. Look I know it takes some getting used to but Sua unnie is a great person. She acts like that because she’s class president. She wants people to take her seriously at school and if she’s messing around all the time they won’t.”

“Ok I get that but there is such a thing as balance.”

“Hey, you can take that up with unnie. I’m happy with the relationship we have.”

“Maybe I will.”

Finally arriving at the arcade, you entered and got ready for work.

A month passed by as your friendship with Tsuki and most importantly Sua grew. Sure at school, Sua was all tsundere but after school and at work she was a girl you were quickly falling for.

You found yourself currently at work, sitting behind the counter with Tsuki. Sua would be taking over for Tsuki in a bit as Tsuki had something to do later. You must have really been thinking as you felt Someone tap on your shoulder.

At that time Mina stood next to you, looking worried.

“You seem to be deep in thought. What’s up?”

“Um, it’s nothing.”

“That’s a lie. Oppa had been deep in thought for a while now.”

“Oh, thanks Tsuki.”

“Come on Jinsang. What’s up?”

The look both girls have you told you they wouldn't stop until you spoke.

“Guys. What’s the chance Sua says yes to going on a date with me?”

Both Mina and Tsuki don’t react until they both smile at each other and then look at you.

“About time. Have you not seen how Sua is around you? She’s basically looking at you with heart eyes all the time.”

“What?”

“Yeah Oppa. It’s been pretty obvious. Even at school, I have seen times where she smiles a bit at your jokes but she goes back to being serious. She’s got it bad for you if she is starting to break her serious demeanor.”

You hadn't even noticed those things before l, but if the others have then maybe it’s true?

“Jinsang. I’m sure about it. As a matter of fact, when she gets here I want you to ask her out for a date tonight.”

“Um I work tonight and so does she. Tsuki is leaving as well.”

“I can handle a night running this place alone. Ask her.”

You didn’t even get to argue as Sua appeared right in front of all of you.

“Ok, that's my queue to leave. I will see you all at school tomorrow.”

“Bye Tsuki.”

Everyone said their farewells to Tsuki as she left. Looking at Mina, she winked at you and walked away as well. Looking toward Sua, your heart began to beat faster but you decided to risk it.

“Hey, Sua. Can I ask you something?”

“Sure Oppa. What’s up?”

“W-Well I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go on a date with me?”

“A date?”

“Yeah, a date. I enjoy spending time with you and I want to get to know you more.”

Sua looked surprised at your question but her face suddenly changed to one of happiness and she nodded her head yes.

“Yes, I would love to go on a date with you. When?”

You couldn’t even respond as you heard a cough next to you. Looking for the source, you see Mina standing there with your backpack.

“You two go have some fun. I'll take care of the arcade.”

“Mina. Are you sure about that?”

“Yes, Sua. I will see you both tomorrow.”

Thankful for the night off, you gave Mina a quick nod and grabbed Sua’s hand. The two of you ran out of the arcade onto the sidewalk. You were happy about getting a date with Sua but you didn’t think of where to take her.

“So where should we go?”

“What, you didn’t plan the perfect date for me?”

The sound of sarcasm was apparent in her voice so you just laughed at her statement.

“Well, I’m actually a pretty decent cook so how about you come to my house and I make you something?”

“You know what. That sounds perfect to me.”

Still holding onto Sua’s hand, you made your way to the bus stop just as it was arriving. Hoping on, you scanned your bus pass two times and took a seat near the entrance. Both you and Sua were silent but clearly happy.

Your bus ride somehow felt shorter as you arrived at your stop. Hopping off the bus, you began your walk to your home.

“It was really nice of Mina to let us go on our first date today.”

“Yeah, it was. If I’m gonna be honest, Mina and Tsuki said they could see that the two of us had feelings for each other.”

“Oh. Well, Mina and Tsuki told me that same thing a bit ago. Apparently, it was very obvious.”

“Well, we have them to thank for us finally going on a date.”

Finally arriving at your home, you made it to your front door and put your key in the slot. Once unlocked, you entered your home and brought Sua to the living room.

“Welcome to my home. Most of the time it’s just me here. This was supposed to be closer to my dad’s new job but he and my mom are gone on business trips most of the time.”

“I can relate. Mine are gone most of the time too but I know they love me.”

“Same. Now let’s get to the kitchen and I’ll cook for you.”

Walking towards your kitchen, you open your cabinets and look for what to make. The problem was you forgot you barely had ingredients for anything. Going to your fridge, your eyes managed to notice some leftover Kimchi. In the corner of your kitchen, you had some freshly cooked rice from the morning, so you could only cook one thing.

“Sua this is embarrassing but I’m out of stuff and I only have ingredients to make kimchi fried rice.”

You expected Sua to be a little mad but instead, she just laughed and opened your fridge, pulling out the kimchi.

“You get the rice and I’ll cut up the kimchi. Then we can combine them and get them cooked.”

Without any other option, you followed what She said and got the rice ready. Once Sua had the kimchi as well as a few extra vegetables cut up, you pulled out a wok and threw it all together. The cooking process was quick as in a matter of minutes it was ready. Once you tried off the stove, Sua walked next to you and placed two plates ready for the food.

“Why thank you Sua.”

Splitting the portions in half, you put the rice on the plates and threw the wok in the sink. Sua seemed to be ready for you as she had already put both plates on the kitchen table and was looking for something.

“Where do you keep your forks?”

“Cabinet next to your right hand.”

Once Sua found the forks she came over and out one next to each plate and sat down. Pulling two sodas from the fridge, you did the same thing and finally took a seat.

“Thank you for the meal!”

Picking up your forks, you both dug into meals. Sure it wasn’t the fanciest thing but it still tasted good, at least you hoped.

“You know, for some basic kimchi fried rice this is pretty good.”

“Well, it was a team effort. I’m just glad you are enjoying your meal.”

“Well, food is always good when you are with good company.”

You were happy to hear that statement from Sua.

“So Sua. Tell me more about your life. Have you always lived in that home and this area?”

“Yes actually. I’ve lived in that home my whole life. Once my brother moved out last year it seemed to increase the space there. We are lucky to live so close to the city so there is plenty to do.”

“Yeah, I’ve noticed. Either way school and work take up a lot of our time.”

“Yeah, it really does. Either way, we have fun at the arcade. School on the other hand is such a pain.”

Just hearing the word school made you remember what you have always wanted to ask her.

“Sua. I heard it from others but why are you so different at school?”

“Wow, it took you a while to ask. Well, my father expects the best from me and my brother. When I became class president he told me to take it seriously as it could be good practice if I become a supervisor in a company.”

“Well I get wanting to take it seriously because your father said to do it but You shouldn’t overdo it. Even in jobs, there is downtime to just relax and then times to be serious.”

“Wow. That’s true. Maybe I should be more relaxed.”

“I’m not telling you to do it but I’m sure not being so serious at school all the time will relax you a bit.”

With a nod, Sua smiled at you and continued to eat. The rest of your dinner went by great as you both talked, getting to know each other better. Even long after your food was done, your conversations continued until the sun went down.

“Well Sua, this has been a great first date. I hope it’s the first of many.”

“Of course, it’s the first of many but as a proper host you should give me a tour of your home before I leave.”

“Oh well, of course. Just follow me.”

Standing up, you began to walk as Sua followed you. Your tour of the house began as you showed her all of the lower-level rooms. Going up the stairs you continued to show the rooms until you made it to your own.

“And finally this is my room. Not the best room ever but-“

Your sentence never got finished as you got pushed into your room. As you turned around, you saw Sua close the door and lock it.

“S-Sua?”

Like a hungry animal, Sua cornered you and then jumped on top of you. You thank god that your bed was behind you, so you landed on your back.

“Oppa. I need to relieve some stress. I figured my new boyfriend could help me with that.”

The word boyfriend made you happy. The sudden grinding on your crotch then made you horny. As Sua continued to grind on your cock, you began to feel your member come to life.

Moving your hands, you take hold of her waist and pull her closer to your own body. Looking into Sua’s eyes, you could see how much she was craving you. Raising your head towards hers, you attach your lips to hers. You imagined your first kiss with Sua to be more romantic but you weren’t about to complain.

The first few kisses were just pecks but soon you begin to push your tongue forward. With no fight, Sua let you enter her mouth as you began to swirl your tongue around. Your hands move from Sua’s waist, up towards her jacket. Removing her jacket, you made your way to her shirt buttons undoing them with a sense of urgency.

Pulling back from the kiss, Sua reached down and began to undo your shirt buttons. Soon, your girlfriend’s shirt is wide open, showing you her white bra. You couldn’t help but notice how big her breasts were. Sua always dressed modestly so her assists were always hidden.

Pulling off Sua’s top, you help Sua take off your shirt. The two of you just look at each other's bodies in amazement. Moving her hands back, Sua quickly undoes her bra exposing her beautiful mounds.

Your lust took over as you brought your head down to her right nipple, attaching your lips to them. You start with small sucks on her nipple, then you begin to use your tongue to swirl around it like a thirsty animal.

Small moans left Sua's mouth as you continued your assault on her right nipple. Wanting to fill her body with an amazing sensation, you moved your mouth to her left nipple and continued sucking. The grinding on your length started again as you began to release small moans of your own.

As you kept on sucking on Sua’s boob, you began to feel your pants get a bit wet. You remember at that time that Sua had a skirt on so her Juices were already leaking. Bringing your head away from her breast you look at Sua and smirk.

“Fuck Sua. You really do need to fuck huh?”

“Hurry up!”

Sua didn’t even wait for your response as she got up from your legs and pulled down on her skirt, pulling something out of her pocket. Dropping down to her knees, sua crawled up to your legs as she began to undo your belt. Helping Sua, you raised your waist and pulled down on your pants and underwear. Your hard shaft flung a bit as you were throbbing already.

“Looks like you need this as much as me.”

The warm sensation of a small hand wrapped around your cock. Slowly, Sua began to stroke your cock almost teasing you a bit. Now you understand how needy Sua was. As the strokes continued, you suddenly felt a wet sensation on your dick. Looking down you saw Sua’s face next to your cock. Her tongue began to swirl around your tip like an expert.

“Ah, babe. That’s really good.”

“Well I’m glad you are enjoying it but I need to feel something too.”

As Sua removed her hand from your cock, you were a bit sad but seeing a wrapper in Sua’s hand let’s you know she was ready to keep going already. Ripping the wrapper open, Sua pulled out the condom and brought out the head. Putting the condom on top of your head, Sua brought the condom down wrapping it around your length.

“Where did you get the condom from?”

“I’m pretty smart so I’m always ready. Now let’s make sure this thing is ready for me.”

Sua's mouth suddenly wrapped around your length as she began to bob her head. The sudden feeling surprised you but it was a very warm welcome. As Sua continued to bob her head on your length, she would bring her head up to your tip and give it a few small sucks. The feeling was amazing but once again short-lived as Sua removed her mouth from your rod.

Understanding what was next you moved your body further up the bed where the pillows were. Following you, Sua jumped back on your legs and lined her lips with your shaft. The sudden plunge Sua did on Your cock was one of the best things you ever felt in your life.

Sua must have needed this badly as she went down on your length in one swop. Once your cock touched her womb, you helped Sua raise herself a bit and go back down on your cock.

The first few times you don’t do much, just a few bounces. Once a smirk appeared on your girlfriend's mouth, you knew she was done getting used to your length. The sudden speed Sua begins to love surprises you, but the warmth of her tunnel Brings you back to your senses.

Taking hold of her hips, you begin to help Sua raise her body and return down on your rod. The speed at which Sua continues to move increases with your help. The jiggle from your girlfriend's breast begins to hypnotize you, so you give in to your desire and bring your mouth back to her erect nipple.

The sudden Sensation of your lips on her breast causes Sua to begin to moan louder. You suddenly feel a tight embrace on your head as Sua wraps her arms around you, trying to pull you in more to her cleavage. Moving to her left breast you begin to give it the same treats as you did before, causing your girlfriend to continue gripping on cock tightly.

Once your mouth gets a bit tired, you pull your mouth back and look into Sua’s eyes. Even while fucking, you could still see somehow the look of love you had for each other. Finally, your stamina begins to decrease as Sua’s does as well.

You both knew that the two of you were tired and stopped moving. As you both panted for a bit of air, Sua suddenly got off your rod and then got on all fours.

“I haven’t cummed yet. Get to work.”

The welcome invitation back to Sua’s snatch brings you back to life as you line your length back up. As Sua looks back, she gives you that smirk once more telling you she is having fun. Just as before you plunge back into your girlfriend's wet passage.

The first few hip movements were slow but you knew your girlfriend was going to want more, so you gave her more. Taking hold of your girlfriend's waist, you began to ram harder into your girl’s core.

“F-Fuck Oppa. Play with my tits please!”

Raising her upper body, You take a handful of your girlfriend’s soft globes. Your fingers then begin to pinch her stiff nub, causing her to tighten her pussy around your cock. As your length repeatedly entered and left her walls, you saw Sua’s neck right in front of you. Wanting to claim your property, you bring your mouth to her neck giving her small kisses and bites.

The repeated actions from your mouth leave behind love bites, which you are proud to leave. The three sources of stimulation begin to help Sua achieve her orgasm.

“J-Just a little more Jin.”

Hearing those words causes you to use all the energy you had left to move your hips at an inhuman speed. Your cock begins to throb as Sua’s walls begin to constrict around it. The sudden scream from Sua's mouth acted as a catalyst for your frenzy. A rush of fluids leaks down your girlfriend's legs as her whole body begins to spasm. Sua’s walls began to try to milk you of all you had and successfully did it.

Your cock began to throb as your load shot from your length, filling the condom. Somehow even after five shots, your load continued to come out of your cock. You were a bit worried it would overfill but once you shot your seventh rope, your orgasm ended.

Dropping down on your bed, you lay next to Sua as she lays there panting for air. A few minutes pass as you pull out of your girlfriend finally. Checking on her, you notice that she is dead asleep already. Picking her up, you lay her down on your pillow and tuck her into your bed.

Cleaning yourself up a bit, you pick up both your school uniform as well as Sua’s and put them to wash. A few minutes pass and you then throw the clothes in the dryer and head back to your room.

When you walk into your room, you see Sua looking at the door with her arms open. Walking towards your girlfriend, you join her in bed and wrap your arms around her. The warmth from her body was a great source of relaxation as your body begins to get tired.

“I really needed that.”

“I could tell. Well from now on I’m here to help you relax. Plus I want you to relax a bit more at school, ok?”

“Might take me a while to change my attitude at school but I will try.”

As your eyes begin to flutter, you can hear a giggle leave your girlfriend's mouth as she kisses your cheek.

“Let’s sleep Oppa, Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

Once that word leaves your mouth you finally succumb to your exhaustion.

The next day comes as you find yourself stepping off the bus with Tsuki and your beautiful girlfriend.

“Why won’t you tell me what you guys did last night!?”

“Because it’s a secret Tsuki. You should just be happy we are official already.”

“Unnie. Won't you tell me?”

As Tsuki begins to give Sua her sad eyes you begin to laugh as Sua looks away nervously.

“One day maybe. Like Oppa said, just be happy we are together.”

The end of this conversation brings you to the front school gate. Holding your girlfriend’s hand you cross the gate as the murmurs of students begin to hit your ears. Looking around you can see how surprised people are about you and Sua. When you look at Sua she once again has a straight face, so you assumed you should let go of her hand. Letting go, you quickly feel a pinch on your arm as Sua grabs your hand angrily.

Surprised at the action, you stop and look at her confused. Looking around, Sua then jumps up and kisses you on your cheek then faces forward with a Straight face once more.

You felt happy as she was acting a bit different already. You could tell maybe she will loosen up a bit more with time. This was your girlfriend and you were happy.

Once you begin to walk again, you take one more glance at Sua with her serious face. The only thought that crossed your mind at the time was, “what a strange girl” but she was your strange girl.

A/n 2- Thank you once more for reading! As i have put out a few fics this month already I might take a bit of time off from writing. Fear, not tho as even on my breaks I still write a bit. if anything gets finished I will be sure to post it. Until then, sorry for typos and such and thank you once more.

#billliesmut #MoonSuasmut #kpopsmut #smut

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the first kiss

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary: Your first kiss with Bruce Wayne. Prompt based off of Taylor Swift's song Fearless.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 962

A/N: This has been sitting in my drafts for a hot minute. I thought I'd proofread and post it.

Growing up, you never put much stock into relationships. You were OK on your own or with your close friends. That being said, you never dated anyone throughout high school and college. Sure, you were interested in people, but you always pushed those thoughts back and focused on your goals. It didn't hit you until you graduated college and got a good and well-paying job at Wayne Enterprises. It was an "Oh, shit" moment. It's like you blinked, and you realized that it would be nice to have someone around, someone you could depend on, love, etc... But you'd never had any relationship experience, so you continued to push back and ignore it all. Nobody wants a 22-year-old who hasn't even had their first kiss, right? So you continued to focus on your career.

You worked in the heart of Gotham City as an Executive Assistant to Bruce Wayne. When most of your friends asked about your job, you tended to disregard their "oohs" and "ahs" about your boss. Of course, you had feelings for him; who didn't? Mr. Wayne was the stereotypical CEO. He also had a very active sex life. Or so your friends say. You try to suppress those butterflies and cut off your lingering stares because, after all, you still have work to do for him. Running a company isn't easy, and you are here to help him, not become distracted by his presence.

You understood when you were hired that you would be spending a lot of time with Mr. Wayne, but you didn't realize just how much time you spent with him. Months passed, and you spent less time talking to your friends and more time talking to your boss. It started when Mr.Way- Bruce (he insisted you call him by his first name) asked you to join him on his business trip to Japan. You agreed, not because you would get the chance to ride in a private plane, but because you knew he needed someone to go with him. You'd like to say everything changed after that trip, but it was hard to tell.

You noticed Bruce would come up to your desk much more and ask you to do things that wouldn't be in your job description: Get lunch with him so you two could coordinate his schedule for the next week, come over to his manor and have dinner so you two could discuss the itinerary for your next trip together, etc., etc...

Alfred saw right through Bruce's behavior. Right before the trip to Japan, Alfred caught Bruce pacing in the cave after patrol. Bruce finally broke down when asked what was wrong and asked Alfred if he should ask you to join him on the trip. He said he needed someone organized like you to keep him on schedule; Alfred just nodded. After all these years with Bruce, he was still attempting to 'hide' something from him.

Eventually, Bruce was sick of getting you to tag along on various things with him. He knew he needed to ask you out for real. So, he did just that. It was a bit of a shock to you when Bruce admitted he had feelings for you. That should've been the first clue, but he overlooked it.

He spent days trying to plan the perfect way to ask you out. He admitted his feelings to Alfred, who told him he'd already known long before Bruce even admitted it to himself. Hee caught you just before you were about to leave for the day and asked you out to dinner. You happily agreed and made plans for the next week.

It wasn't until he had taken you out to your favorite hole-in-the-wall sushi joint and walked you to your doorway that he discovered your lack of relationship experience. He thanked you for a good time, and before he let you open your door and walk away, he grabbed you and pulled you close to him. You tensed, and he froze, backing away. Had he made you uncomfortable?

You looked down before you spoke, scared he would judge you. "I- I'm sorry. I just-"

He shook his head and cut you off. "Don't apologize. I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable."

You gazed up at him then with shaky hands. "Bruce, you didn't make me uncomfortable. I-" you take a deep breath and exhale. "I've never been kissed. Or had any relationship." He looked stunned. "I know this makes things awkward now. I had a great time." You started to open your door and slip inside.

Bruce was speechless but in a good way. He knew he should say something before you leave him waiting on your doorstep, so he pipes up, reaching to steady your shaking hands. "This doesn't change anything. You know that, right?"

You gawked at him and looked down at his hands enveloping yours. He started to bring you closer to him again, and you started feeling braver. He moves your hands to rest on his neck as his hands go just above your hips. Your lips are almost touching now, but before he inches closer, he breathes, "Is this okay?"

You feel his warm breath against your lips. Your voice is weak as you answer his question. "Good," he responds, but you reach on your toes and give him a chaste kiss before he can kiss your lips. It leaves him wanting more, but he knows he will have to take his time with you, for both of your sakes. As you reach back, you mumble a quick "Like that?" leaving Bruce speechless.

Maybe it was good that you waited to date. You might have never met Bruce or had such a flawless first kiss, where you felt nothing but fearless.

#batman #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #batman x reader #bruce wayne x reader #angst #fluff #bruce wayne fanfiction #bruce wayne feels #reader insert

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safetycar-restart · 1 year

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soft night is the perfect time for crybaby!charles isnt it. and well i love insatiable charles too so lets combine and conquer.

so you have a long day at work. you’d rather be home with your baby of course you would, but duty calls and unfortunately it’s one of the longest days you’ve ever had to do. and charles completely understands of course he does, he’s an f1 driver of course he gets it. but it doesn’t mean he’s not upset. he’s so horny all day long, and he just can’t make himself feel as good as his mommy. bouncing on a dildo, still no mommy. fucking himself with a dildo, still no mommy. using a vibrator both inside him and on his sensitive tip, still no mommy. he just cries all day because he’s so so so horny and just wants you to make him come like only you can.

and so of course when you get home he’s lay on the couch in a blanket with tear marks on his face and when he sees you of course he adds to the collection. he immediately starts apologizing cause he knows you must be tired and he’s being oh so needy. but he can’t help it. of course all bags are dropped and charles is dragged to the bedroom being told he’s a perfect boy and he shouldn’t be sorry. when you see the mess of toys he couldn’t clean up in his horny haze you just pick out his favorite, lie him down as close as possible and start fucking his very very ready hole after the day he had. and he’s immediately in tears of pleasure and so happy to have his mommy whispering in his ear. his prostate is hit dead on and he just cums instantly, untouched. he deserves more than one orgasm so whilst in the midst of his first you grab his cock and just start pumping him to send him directly into a second. and he’s just crying. a lot.

and aftercare is full of tears too, and yawns and babbling about nothing and everything all at once. then finally laying in bed, just happy he has his mommy now and forever 🫶🫶

- 🍁

Ok this was sent in for soft day which was yesterday but it’s way too good to wait until the next soft day because oh my god?? I love that we have crybaby!charles as an actual tag now this is brilliant.

Firstly, Charles hates when you work later than him. He knows that’s very hypocritical considering how insane his own schedule is, but it’s true. Because he always feels so alone when he’s home without you (even before you move in together, he feels like his home isn’t his safe space unless you’re in it, which can actually be a whole separate ask so I’ll shut up about it now).

And he’s horny. Because he’s always horny.

Maybe your late night work night wasn’t planned? There was an emergency and you had to stay later so Charles thought you’d be home when he got back.

So poor Charles had been horny the whole day and imagining how the moment he walks through the door, he’ll have his mommy right there and you’ll take care of him. But then he gets home and you aren’t there and then he finally checks his phone and sees the message you sent him explaining that you would have to work late.

Charles isn’t mad at you, he could never be mad at his mommy. And he gets it. Really, he of all people would understand work emergencies and suddenly needing to work late.

But it still hurts. Because he thought he’d come home to his mommy being ready to make him feel good and instead he now doesn’t even know when you’ll be home.

He tries to be a good boy! He knows you’d want him to masturbate if he’s this horny and he tries! He really really tries.

He tries a bunch of toys and imagines you helping him but he just can’t do it? Even on the best of days, he struggles to make himself feel good without your voice telling him what to do.

But now? Now that he’s spent the whole day thinking about coming home and being looked after by his mommy? There’s no way anything else will feel good. Even his favourite dildo inside him can’t make him cum, because he needs your hand on his hip and your lips kissing his ear and your voice whispering to him that he’s being good.

He doesn’t have that. He just has himself and some toys.

In the end he gives up. He knows there’s no way he’s going to be able to make himself cum. So instead he grabs a soft blanket and cuddles up on the couch, making himself into a little blankie burrito to try and comfort himself.

It doesn’t work of course. He ends up crying and thinking about how needy and useless he is. He can’t do anything without his mommy! And why would his mommy want a subby boy that’s this useless? Why would his mommy want someone who can’t even make themselves cum?

He’s in the middle of this spiral when you get home.

At first you don’t know what’s happened, because usually Charles will text you immediately if something is wrong. But then he’s flinging himself into your arms and crying and whispering that he’s so sorry for being so needy.

You shush him of course, kissing his cheeks and telling him that it’s his job to be needy! It’s your job to be his mommy and it’s his job to be as needy as he wants to be and to allow you to take care of him.

You kiss the top of his head and ask him what’s gotten him so upset and that’s when he manages to sob out that he was so horny and he tried to make himself cum but he just couldn’t.

You feel so bad then, immediately realising that Charles probably thought he’d come home to you already there.

“You poor thing,” you tell him, giving him a little squeeze, “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to make you feel good. But I’m here now, yeah? Let’s go make you feel good.”

He nods, managing to give you a little smile cause he knows it’ll be okay now. His mommy is here!! His mommy will look after him and make him feel good!!

You don’t even complain about the toys still left on the bed, because you know he was in no state to clean up after himself and because it means you can immediately grab his favourite dildo. You briefly consider using a vibrator as well, but decide against it because you want this to be softer than that.

You make him sit on the dildo, keeping it deep inside him and then sitting next to him and slowly stroking his cock. It’s exactly what he needs, to be nice and full and have his mommy’s hands on his cock and to be able to lean against his mommy and whine into her chest. Perfect.

He cums so hard! And so much! He had essentially been edging himself the entire time he tried to cum so he makes such a mess when he finally lets go.

There’s truly nothing left of him after that. He lets out little whines as he tries to catch his breath, tears running down his cheeks.

You let him lick your hand clean and then wipe away his tears.

And then he gets as many cuddles as he wants! All the cuddles for your sweet boy. He babbles to you about his day and what Carlos got up to at the factory and demands to hear every detail of your day as well, smiling and crying and being the sweetest little thing.

#soft soft vibes #crybaby!charles #nsfw.#sub!charles #cl #f!reader #🍁

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xbunny-k · 2 years

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The Actor & I: PART FOUR - “Do You Want to Meet at My Place?”

This is part FOUR of a very long, SLOW BURN series on Austin Butler and a Production Assistant on set of Elvis (2022).

Part One is here! Part Two is here! Part Three is here!

Anything italicized is main character’s thoughts!

Warnings: Fluff, eventual Spoilers for Elvis (2022), mild language (If i missed anything, please comment so i can add!)

Tags: @manddor @pumkiinpasties @its-funny-til-its-not @karamelcoveredolicity (Let me know if you’d like to be added!)

Please, if you like this, share it, comment, like it and enjoy! xx

As you have been working at your desk the last few hours on schedules, looking into long term work visas for Australia and honestly, downloading Elvis’ greatest hits album on Spotify, you realize it’s almost 7 PM looking at your computer. Time has flown by since you got to the office. You have barely had time to breathe. You look around and realize you and your boss are the only ones left. Since it is your first day, you’re a bit unsure of the policy of leaving for the day.

You slowly walk over to Alison’s office and peep your head through the doorway, “Can I help you with anything, Alison? I finished putting together the paperwork requests for visas needed and I’m finished organizing Baz’s calendar with ours.” Alison immediately looks startled, “I didn’t even realize how late it was until you came in, wow. That’s all great, but let’s get out of here.” She laughs closing windows on her computer and putting her stuff in her bag, “Anastasia, great job finishing that up, I appreciate you staying so late. Grab your stuff and let’s get home. I can’t wait to be on my couch.” You chuckle and head to your desk to grab your purse and laptop while looking around the office to make sure anything that can be powered down is off.

You both head to your cars, wave goodbye towards one another and as you start your car, you realize you had texted Austin back and didn’t ever check if he responded again… You immediately tear apart your work bag and then purse looking for your phone. As you pull out your iPhone, you realize you never saved his number as you see 2 iMessages from an unsaved number. Oh my god, he’s going to think I was ignoring him! Me ignoring a future movie star!!

“Calling me Mr. Presley on day one…it’s working Ana :P”

“Next Monday, do you want to meet at my place around 7? I’d prefer to not go somewhere to avoid press attention about us being one on one.”

DO I WANT TO MEET AT HIS PLACE?! ANA!! ANA!! RELAX. He just doesn’t want a big press thing out of it, calm down. Okay, relax and let’s respond it’s been….6 hours since he texted…wow. Ok, ok…how to respond… I mean… yes obviously I want to come to your place… alone just the two of us?!?!?! Ana, relax… compose yourself. “

Had to start day one strong! We’re in this for a long time :P sorry for disappearing, work got crazy… what a first day! Yeah, that sounds good! I lined up everyone’s calendars so we can look over that and any other viewings of footage or whatever you’d like me there for!”

As I hit send, I pull up my newly downloaded Elvis Greatest Hits album and back out to get home after quite a long day.

#austin butler #austin butler x reader #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler fic #austin butler elvis #elvis #elvis 2022 #elvis movie #fanfic #fan fic #fan fiction #austin butler x you #austinbutler #elvis austin butler

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Tour Request Part 2:

synopsis: here is part two of tour request ~ K. HJ. , part one here

tags: gnder x Hongjoong, insecure reader, idol au, second pov, fluff with a slight angst

The way you had woken to is a bright light shining on your face and noises coming from around the apartment. You jumped slightly, not thinking about who or what could be making the noises obviously, then you remembered that Joongie got home late and you felt his presence walking around the apartment, but your body was too tired to get up and go look for him. You slowly turn over and reach for your phone that was next to you on the bed stand. You unlocked your phone and immediately took your phone off of do not disturb and the flood of messages and notifications blowing up. You didn't realize what all these notifications were until a headline from an article that your best friend sent.

KIM HONGJOONG HAS ANNOUNCED HIS RELATIONSHIP ON VLIVE TO ATINY

Your eyes got wide, shot up from the bed, and ran downstairs and started yelling for Hongjoong. “Babe, where are you?”, you hear him yell back from the studio you guys put together in the apartment for him to work from time to time when he has a day off. You quickly walked to the door of the studio to see his side profile, messing around with his mixing board. He turned his head to see you and smiled and told you to come in. You walked to the couch as Joongie turned and sat in front of you. “babe I know what you came for and I am sorry that I didn’t say anything to you first, but I got approval from KQ and they said it would be best if I said something before the tour and I wanted to do a vlive since we were scheduled for last night”. You couldn’t say anything due to you both having discussed revealing you guys relationship, but you never thought he would do this soon. “I just wished you had told me before announcing it. I wanted to tell at least some friends so they wouldn’t figure it out with the rest of the world.” You sighed as you put your head in your hands. From the side of you, you could see Joongie sigh and lean towards you. He pulled your hands down from your face and used his hand to pull your chin up so you could look at him. “Just know whatever is happening in that beautiful head of yours, I am here to help you through every step of the way”, he said, kissing your cheek. You softly smiled as a few tears fell from your face. The only thoughts going through your head is how you ended up with this man that was sitting a few inches from you. You kissed his cheeks and then his lips. It was soft and loving, showing the vulnerability between yourself and him. “I am so sorry, and I wish I would have said something earlier, but I wanted to not hide you anymore and I wanted to show the world that I love you and that Atinys and everyone else will accept you and guess what, if they don’t, then fuck them. They have to accept us together or neither of us at all”, he said softly, kissing the sides of your face. You smiled at him, understanding him and kiss him one more time. He stood up, pulling you up with him and into a hug to where he just wanted to hold you. “Ok how about we stay home today? I am off the whole day and we can watch movies or order food or anything you want”, Hongjoong said smiling down at you. You pretended to think long and hard before just telling him that you just wanted to cuddle and rest. “That we can do”, he said kissing the top of your head and grabbing your hand, guiding to you guys bedroom to lay down. You both got comfortable into each other’s arms. As you startd to fall asleep, you heard him whisper something into your ear before kissing your cheek and snuggling into you more.

authors note: hi everyone! I will try to start to post more, I am currently busy with university and work, but please do expect more to come! thank you for being interested in my fics and i hope yall will enjoy the most of it ~ admin maya <3

#ateez #ateez x reader #reader insert #ateez oneshot #hongjoong #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #ateez masterlist #atiny #🧸#admin maya

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khalixascorner · 1 year

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Say it Loud(er) Pt5

Summary: When Tony goes before the Senate to protest an inhumane amendment to the Superhero Accountability Act, he doesn't mean to admit he loves Spider-Man on live CSPAN. Rather than recant his statement, Tony rolls with the punches and declares them married too. Now he just has to let Peter know before the press gets their hands on him.

Tags: Accidental Marriage, Public Confessions, no literally, it's mostly fluff with a little bit of spice right at the end.

Fill for Marvel Trumps Hate 2022

Read on AO3 Here Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

They hadn’t had time to change before the press conference, so Peter found himself standing in front of Tony as the man tugged at his suit and redid his tie before declaring him presentable.

“Now remember, just keep it simple, and if a question gets directed to you but makes you uncomfortable, just let me handle it,” Tony said, his warm hand on Peter’s back as they quickly walked through the halls.

Pepper was already buying them some time by laying down ground rules under the excuse that Spider-Man had heightened senses. The downside was that they wouldn’t have long to collect themselves before walking on stage.

“Alright, you ready?” Tony asked.

“Honestly?” Peter asked, and Tony nodded seriously. “I feel like I’m about to puke, but it’ll be fine. And if I do puke, I’ll aim away from you.”

“Pep always puts the most annoying journalists toward the wings in the front if you need a target,” Tony teased and Peter smiled.

For as nervous as he was, he was equally sure that everything would be ok because Tony was there.

“Ok, kid, let’s do this,” Tony said, sliding his arm back around Peter and gently guiding him out. “Try to smile, or at least, don’t Morse code SOS with your eyes.”

Peter snorted then tried to contain it to just a smile as cameras started clicking away. Tony was waving so Peter followed his example, pretending that he had Tony’s confidence.

“Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” Tony said as they reached the podium. “Of course, who would want to miss anything I had to say, right?”

Peter huffed and rolled his eyes good naturedly as Tony continued, working the crowd as he always did. He tuned it out, eyes flitting across the crowd as Tony gave their joint statement confirming their marriage. He didn’t give details, leaving those for the reporters to waste their questions on in hopes that it would shield them from any more probing ones.

To Peter’s surprise, it worked. As Tony opened the floor up, the first questions were exclusively how did they meet, when did they marry, and all of those things. A few were directed toward Peter, but they were all easily answered using the story they had come up with.

And then, someone asked Peter about the amendment.

“Mr. Stark- Peter Stark, that is, why wasn’t Spider-Man more involved fighting the SAA amendment?”

Peter glanced at Tony, who just nodded for Peter to go ahead, so Peter took a deep breath and stepped up to the podium properly.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t learned all of your names yet like Tony has,” Peter started, giving an easy smile. “Just Peter is fine, otherwise, we’ll always be getting confused. As to your question though, there were a lot of factors that went into my decision to initially stay out of the fray.”

Peter paused here, his eyes looking over the crowd before returning to the asker.

“I have spent the last 8 or so years as Spider-Man, and in all of that time, only a handful of people have known my identity,” Peter said solemnly. “Even after fighting Thanos side by side with the Avengers, I preferred to stay close to the ground. Spider-man looks out for the little guy, and there was definitely a bit of fear that trying to get involved on the national stage like that would force me into revealing myself. I’m also still a college student, so scheduling speeches in front of committees is a bit hard to manage around lectures.”

That got a laugh as he paused again, his eyes flicking over to Tony as he took a deep breath and continued.

“But honestly? The biggest reason? Tony said he would handle it. And when Tony Stark tells you that he’s got it, and everything’s going to be fine, well, you believe him,” Peter said, unable to keep the warmth from his voice. “I mean, how can you not? He’s saved the literal world, and sure, he accidentally smears grease all over his face when he’s working on big projects and can’t remember not to drink Dum-E’s coffee but he’s always there when it counts.”

“Peter, has being exposed as Spider-Man caused tension in your marriage?” Another report asked. Peter frowned at that one.

“Why would it?” Peter asked, confused. “It was bound to come out at some point and now, I get to tease Tony that he chose literally the most dramatic way to confess his love and announce our marriage in the history of mankind.”

Despite his attempt to lighten the mood, the next question had him frowning again.

“You said earlier that Spider Man was a hero that looked out for the little guy. How do you handle the conflicts of interest that come from being married to Mr. Stark? In other words, how do you reconcile being married to a billionaire, who once had the moniker Merchant of Death, with being “the Friendly Neighborhood Spider-man?”

Peter’s hands clenched on the podium, and Tony started to step forward, only for Peter to wave him off. He was shaking, true, but it was from anger, not anything else.

“I think there’s a bit of a misunderstanding here,” Peter said, his voice hard as he spoke. “All of you seem to be operating under the opinion that Tony is a less than ideal husband. That his history and behavior are something to be avoided or tolerated, and that he’s not a person capable of change.”

Peter took a deep breath and looked around the room, his face dead serious as he continued.

“I have known Tony for years now and in all of that time, he has done his very best. From saving the Earth many times over to just being there when his friends need him, Tony Stark is a man who gives his time, energy, and resources freely to people and causes, because he wants to help,” Peter said, his voice firm and confident. “He has saved my life more times than I can count and helped me to become the best version of myself. Spider Man would not be here today without Tony’s direct care and protection either, because when I was just starting out, it was Tony, not anyone else, who gave me gear, training, and guidance.”

Peter paused again, feeling out of breath and out of control of his mouth, but he refused to let these people talk poorly of Tony using him as the so called reason. His spider sense was starting to tingle and his senses were sharpening in response to the adrenaline coursing through him.

“You’re probably thinking Tony married a fanboy, a yes man, and you wouldn’t be entirely wrong,” Peter said with a harsh laugh. A few of the reporters nodded tentatively, then seemed to catch themselves as Peter continued. “I’ve looked up to Tony for a long time, first as an inventor and then as a hero. And if he said we’re hopping on an alien spaceship to go fight a big baddy, I’d follow him. I did follow him, though technically he told me not to. The point is, I’d follow him anywhere because I believe in him, and I trust him more than anyone else in this universe. And sure, he’s made mistakes. He’s a human, and we do that. I know I’ve made plenty too but you’re not standing here asking him if marrying someone so beneath his status like Spider Man has influenced his work as Iron Man.”

Tony started to object to that but Peter waved him away again. He knew if he let Tony stop him, he wouldn’t say the part that was most important.

“No, I’m not done, and I know, I know you don’t consider me less but clearly, they have opinions about the balance of things in this relationship,” Peter said, turning back to the reporters. “Let me be blunt. Tony Stark is the best man I know. He makes me a better person and I won’t have you using my love for him as a weapon against either one of us, because everyone deserves to be loved and accepted for who they are. And if all of you are too blind to see beyond his mistakes and his past, then it’s your loss. I love this man, with every molecule of my being.”

Peter’s chest ached and he could hear every heartbeat in the room but as always, he immediately fixed himself on the one that mattered most. It grounded him and allowed him to take another breath.

“They say we’re made from stars and the romantic in me would tell you that we're from the same star, destined to find each other again and uniquely suited to each other,” Peter said softly, finally turning to look at Tony and hoping the man could read the truth on his face. “The realist says that finding Tony, and having him in my life, was the only lucky thing I’ve had after a lifetime of tragedy. Either way, I intend to treasure him for however long I am fortunate enough to have him for.”

Tony looked dumbstruck for a moment, and then Peter was being ushered off stage, the strong warm hand on his back, and Tony’s heartbeat thrumming through him.

#khalixa writes #starker #tony stark x peter parker #tony stark/peter parker #tony stark #peter parker #marvel trumps hate

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duskvsdawn · 1 year

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MLQC Fanfic - Gavin X Reader Smut

AN: I’m still figuring this whole “posting on tumblr thing out”. I kind of have to combine using my pc with mobile, because for some reason I can’t add mature tags on desktop and the “read more” section seems to move around when you post between pc and mobile... Bear with me! If anyone can tell me how to add a mature tag to my post on desktop, and make the “read more” section stay in the same place on both desktop and mobile, I would really appreciate it!

CW: Alcohol use, mentions of feeling depressed, and sex obviously. I think that’s about it.

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You lay on your couch, curled up into a ball. You left work early because you fainted and felt sick. Your boss told you to go home and get some rest. So now you’re lying there, feeling embarrassed and like a failure. You decide to watch some tv to try and get your mind off of things.

“One week off of work. I guess I really needed a break after all. Gavin warned me so many times already to do that. I’m just not like that.” You say to yourself with a sigh.

As you browse through the channels, you eventually find one with cooking shows and such. You love watching that stuff. As you watch the chef cut different products with skill and explain all kinds of tips and tricks, you start dozing off.

“Hey [y/n], I’m home!”

Gavin’s home, it seems. It woke you up.

“Where are you honey?” He asks as he walks in to the kitchen, usually seeing you there around this time.

“I’m here…” You meekly answer as you roll yourself up into your blanket.

“Hey honey, didn’t expect to see you here. Hey what’s wrong?” He asks as he notices your unusual sad face.

“Nothing, it’s fine.” You answer as you make room for him to sit next to you.

“Yeah, you’re definitely not fine. What’s up, come on tell me.”

“I… I got sent home for a week for a break.”

“Is that so… What happened?” He asks, thoughtfully.

“I fainted right before a meeting. When I woke up I felt sick.”

“I’m sorry to tell you this, but I told you so baby.” He says with a sweet smile as he puts your head onto his lap, gently stroking your hair.

“I know… I know… So I guess I have a sort of vacation now.”

“You really needed one. You’ve been working nonstop for months now. I barely got to see you anymore.”

“I know… I’m sorry.”

“It’s ok baby. Well, I don’t have anything scheduled for this weekend so we can just chill and relax. Doesn’t that sound nice for a change? The two of us, doing nothing special and just have some us-time.”

“That does sound nice…” You say as you entangle your hand in his, softly kissing it.

“How about I make dinner for a change? Or would you prefer some take-out?”

“I’m not really hungry.”

“Come on honey, its dinner time, you need some food.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t cook today…” You whisper as you feel tears welling up in your eyes, feeling like even more of a disappointment.

“Ssshh, it’s alright baby.” Gavin says as he pulls you into a hug.

And then the two of you just sit there for a while. You can’t help the tears that are flowing at this point, all the built up emotions finally escaping. And Gavin just hugs you, kisses you and shushes you to calm you down. After a little while, you feel a little better.

“Why does crying make people so hungry?” You suddenly ask through your tears, which are getting less and less now.

“Not sure. Feeling any better?” He asks as he wipes a tear from your cheek.

“Yeah… Thanks.”

“For what?”

“Just being here I guess.”

“Anytime, sweetie. What do we got in the fridge? I’ll make some dinner.”

“There’s some leftovers from yesterday we could eat if you want.”

“I meant actually cooking, but fine with me.” Gavin says as he gets up, kisses you on the forehead and disappears into the kitchen.

You just sit there on the couch, rolled into your blanket, thinking about how strange life can be. How did you ever get lucky enough to even hook up with Gavin in the first place? He is way too sweet for this world. Drowned in your thoughts, you are suddenly snapped back to reality as a hand waves in front of your face.

“A penny for your thoughts.” Gavin says with a chuckle as he puts down two plates and utensils.

“Huh, what? Oh.” You say sheepishly as you take your plate and quietly start eating.

“Are you alright? You still seem out of it.”

“Ah, give it a day… I’ll be fine.”

“Alright sweetheart.” Gavin answers as he kisses you on your cheek, browsing through the channels on tv.

“So…”

“Hmm? What’s up?”

“Is it bad that I kind of feel like drinking tonight?”

“I can’t blame you. Do we still have anything in the house?”

“Not sure.”

“Hold on.” Gavin says as he walks over the liquor cabinet.

“We still have some vodka and whiskey. Wouldn’t want to drink them mixed though.” He says with a chuckle as he brings over the vodka and two glasses, knowing that’s your favorite drink.

“Yeah, that’d be bad.” You say as you finish your dinner, filling up your glass.

“Don’t try to overdo it, for your sake.” Gavin warns you, worried about your previous struggles with alcohol.

“I’m sorry, I can’t promise anything tonight.” You answer as you quickly take a big sip, coughing at the burn in your throat.

“Guess I’ll just have to take care of you then. Not that I mind…” He says as he fills up a glass for himself and pulls you into a hug on the couch, blankly watching tv.

“Hmm… Gavin?”

“Yes, [y/n]?”

“What have I ever done to deserve you? Why are you with me when there are so many other cute girls out there?” You ask as you take another sip.

“Well, because I love you, silly.”

“That’s not what I mean. Why do you love me?”

“Hmm, let’s see. You always care a lot for others, you are very honest… And you’re just a damaged person trying to make the best of her life, and I admire your constant courage to go on. Those are a few of the reasons.”

“Oh…”

“Not the answer you expected?” He asks as a takes a sip of his drink.

“Not really, no.”

“Well, too bad. It’s the truth.” He says as he puts down his glass, pulling you into a kiss.

“I- Mmm!”

“I just really wanted to do that.” Gavin says with a dark chuckle as he casually takes another sip.

And the two of you just sit there for a while, cuddling, drinking, watching tv. After what feels like an hour, you put down your glass and pull him into a hug.

“Honey, what are you doing?” He asks you as he puts down his glass, about as tipsy as you are.

“I just…” You finally say in a whisper as you hide your face in his neck.

“Something wrong?” He asks as he softly strokes your head.

“I’m just… I think I’m getting horny.”

“Is that so?” He asks with a husky voice as he moves your hair out of the way to kiss your neck.

“A-ah… N-no… Not there…” You whimper.

“Don’t be like that. I know how sensitive this spot is. As I’ve kissed it millions of times. And I’d love to kiss it a million times more.” He says in a low whisper against your red glowing ear.

“A-Ah! Gavin! Stop being so fucking romantic.” You say in a sweet moan as you wrap your arms around him, basically pressing your body into his.

For a moment, he stops and looks at you. His eyes seem to mirror what you feel right now. Love and lust. Deep desire to please the other. You can’t help but just slam your lips on to his and kiss him for what feels like ages. You move your hands under his shirt to touch his warm skin as he starts doing the same to you. He quickly undoes your bra to touch the naked skin of your breasts, gently pinching your nipples.

“G-Gavin… I want you… Please...” You beg him with a soft moan as your wrap your arms around his neck.

“Mmm, I’d love to. Hold on to me.” He says as he moves to pick you up bridal style.

You tighten your grip on his neck for support as he carries you up the stairs. He carries you into the bedroom, softly laying you down on the bed. He then lays next to you, pulling you into a hug and kissing you. The kissing soon enough changes into a full-blown heated make-out session. Clothes disappear every now and then. He then pulls you into another hug.

“I fucking love you.” He finally says as he kisses your cheek.

“I love you too… Please… Show me how much you love me.” You beg him in a desperate whisper, wanting nothing more than him inside you right now.

“Don’t worry love, I will.” He says as he moves in between your legs.

“Please… I need you.” You say as you wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer to you.

“I need you more. And I need you now.” He says as he slowly pushes inside of you, pulling your upper body up so he can hug you properly.

“S-shit!” You his as your body adjusts to his size, burying your face in his neck, smelling his scent.

“Are you alright baby?” He asks worriedly as he kisses your cheek.

“Y-yeah… I’m fine… It just feels so good to have you inside of me. It’s been too long…” You say with a happy sigh as you kiss him.

“It has been. Is it ok to move?” He asks as he entangles one of his hands in your hair.

“Please do. I can’t wait any longer.”

“Me neither. I love you.” He says as he starts thrusting his hips.

“A-ah! I love y-you too!” You moan as you instantly feel in utter bliss, your body enjoying all of him after such a long time.

For the first time, the sex between you two feels more focused on the love for each other than the sheer lust. Since it has been so long that the two of you had sex, all the two of you tell each other is how much you love them. But of course that wouldn’t last forever. After a while, you want more. Your body demands more friction.

“G-Gavin! Please! More!” You beg him, shivering and whimpering in his arms.

“Anything for you babe.” He says in a low growl as he speeds up, deepening his thrusts as well.

“S-shit! Oh my god! I needed this so fucking much! Oh god, yes!” You moan out loud as you tighten your grip on him.

“You feel so goddamn good… Fuck…” He hisses as he leaves love bites along your neck and shoulders.

“S-so good!”

“I love you so fucking much.” Gavin growls as he moves you slightly in his lap, his pelvis now rubbing against your clit as well.

“A-ah! G-Gavin! If you keep this up, I’m… I’m…”

“Are you getting close, love?”

“Y-yes! S-so close!” You whimper as you feel the familiar pressure build up in your lower body.

“Wait for me baby… I’m close too…” He answers in a low moan, then proceeding to slam his lips onto yours.

“I can’t hold it!” You beg as you break the kiss to take a breath.

“Me neither… Cum for me sweetheart.” Gavin whispers into your ear, this instantly sends you over the edge.

“A-ah! Gavin!” You scream out as you orgasm, digging your nails into his skin.

“Damn, [y/n]… I’m gonna… Oh fuck!” Gavin growls as he releases inside of you.

“Hah… Hah… Oh gosh…” You finally manage to bring out as you pant, trying to catch your breath.

“That… I needed that.” Gavin whispers as he kisses you while he pulls out, moving to lay you down.

He then lays down next to you and pulls you into a hug.

“Mmm… Me too…” You whisper as you move strand of hair away from his forehead that is now stuck down with sweat.

“And now, let’s sleep.” He says as he pulls the blanket onto you both, then moving back to hug you.

“Mmm, good plan.” You say as you lay your head close to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“I love you sweetheart.” He whispers as he kisses the top of your head.

“I love you too…” You answer with a happy sigh as you tighten your grip on him.

Soon enough, you drift off to sleep.

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college fucking sucks because i need to finish having my breakdown and then process everything and also text people back and get on top of my study abroad shit and figure out my major change crisis and also get some sleep but also i have homework due at 10am that i haven’t even started working on and i can’t get myself to do it and i can’t ask for an extension bc i already got an extension the first time bc it was rosh hashanah and school doesn’t close for jewish holidays and i thought i could get my homework done by 10am on thursday but i wasn’t expecting that counseling would make me have a breakdown and now i can’t fucking move and i have work at 10 and im probably gonna have to talk about all of this stuff bc my coworkers are concerned about me and we check in with each other a lot and im not gonna lie to them about it or anything but also im embarrassed and ashamed to talk about any of this bc if i was less of a fucking disaster i wouldnt have to rely on them as my sole source of genuine and effective emotional support and i don’t want to constantly need to lean on them but what fucking choice do i have when college fucking sucks!

#purrs #ask to tag #i. am so upset right now like what kind of life is this where i have to PAUSE a BREAKDOWN. i cant feel my way through because i have homewrk #i csnt process anything or get sleep or maintain relationships because i habe fucking homework and im already behind in it!!!!!!#i just want to DROP THE FUCK OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!! pull a mary oliver and wander around on a walk soemwhere and poem it that is ALL I WANT in my #fucking life and even work is getting exhausting an di LOVE work likr tjas whem you know its bad when even that is making me wigged out!!!!!#GODDDDDDDD i need tk get this done i cant not but im despondent. also i’ll delete this later im sorry i just. am incapable of being a human #being apparently so thats where im at psychologically and ok. actually lemme just fucking say it. my counselor is... a grad studdnt intern #and ive only had one session w her but im concerned that shes not equipped to help me but like im not gonna fuckin say anything abt it after #all the shit ive put her thru with scheduling and how long i had to wait and how cheap these sessions are. but like. idk idk idk im in hell!#i cant be helped! im beyond. the point of being helped like maybe im jumping the gun but thats the vibe i got and i know if anyone responds #to this @ all ppl will be like ‘u deserve so much better u need to soeak up and defend urself and like maybe get a new counselor wjo isnt a #grad student’ and like i appreciate that but i fuckin cant dude i will never let myself!!!!! thats why im in counseling in yhe first place!!#JDHSHDKSHDJ and thats just scratching the surface and like normally i can get myself to do hw but. i cant tonight i just want to go #absolutel tfucking balljstkc like i just want to start acreaming and kicking and crying and well i just think thats sexy of me!#long post #i wanna talk more abt this but its like. probably too personal to put on here and i dont have time anyways and im anxious abt dming ppl bc #im a fucking Train Wreck so. guess i will bottle it up and itll just fade away eventually but. im straight up not having a good time rn!!!!!

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triptuckers · 3 years

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Initials - Kaz Brekker

Request: nope! just a lil something in between the parts of two homes :) Pairing: Kaz Brekker x reader Summary: for as long as the crows can remember, you’ve worn a ring with initials on it, and they’ve been trying to figure out what they stand for ever since Warnings: language, spoilers for people who haven’t read soc Word count: 1.4K A/N: ok I got this idea a while ago and I thought it was the cutest :’) enjoy reading! TAG LIST (grishaverse): @ayushmitadutta @mrs-brekker15 @dancingwith-sunflowers @thegirlwiththeimpala @parker-natasha @story-scribbler @romanoffstarkovs @daliareads @meiitanoia @itsnotquimey (if your name is in bold it means I couldn’t tag you) add yourself to my tag lists here TAG LIST (Kaz Brekker): @mufnasa

You absently twist the ring on your finger as you’re lost in thoughts. You’re tired, but it’s still too early to go to bed yet. Nina is telling you a story, but you’re not really paying attention.

Eventually, Nina notices you’re not listening to her. She waves a hand in front of your face to get your attention. You blink a few times and turn to look at her.

‘Did you listen to a word I just said?’ she says.

‘No, sorry.’ you say. ‘It’s not you, though, I’m just tired.’

‘I can start over.’ says Nina.

You open your mouth to answer her, but yawn instead. ‘I don’t think I have enough energy to pay attention.’ you say.

‘Then go to bed.’ says Nina.

‘Can’t.’ you say. ‘It’s too early, I don’t want to fuck up my sleep schedule. Besides, I’m waiting for Kaz and Jesper to come back.’ you say.

Nina looks at the door behind you. No matter who would be away on a job, or just to run errands, you are always the one to wait for them to come back. Everyone knows of this habit of yours, not really thinking much of it.

It didn’t really have much meaning to it. At least not now, but it used to be important to you. When you first joined the Dregs years ago, you had a period of time in which you would always be anxious about Kaz. It was before Nina or any of the others had joined the crows.

When Kaz would be away, you’d wait up for him. No matter how late it got, you always waited for him. Countless times he had told you that you could just go to bed and get some rest, but you refused. You just needed to make sure he was alright.

You used to be anxious about Kaz, but once the others joined, you were nervous about them as well. Soon, you stayed up, waiting for each of them to come home.

Sometimes, like today, others joined you. It was nice to have some company.

You lean forward and rest your elbows on the table and you chin on your hands. Today had been a very busy day and you wanted to go to bed. You briefly close your eyes, allowing yourself to rest for a short while.

‘You need coffee if you want to stay awake until they get back.’ comes Nina’s voice from across the table.

With your eyes still closed, you nod. You hear how Nina gets up and walks away. As you focus on the sounds you can hear, you can’t help but to concentrate if you hear a door opening and closing.

But the only sound you hear is that of people talking, and Nina shuffling around behind the bar. A few moments later, you hear her footsteps and how she sets a mug down in front of you.

You open your eyes and see the steaming coffee. ‘Thanks.’ you say to Nina, who is sipping a drink of her own.

‘What’s with the waiting up?’ she asks you. ‘I mean, I know you wait for them to come home, but there’s got to be some deeper meaning behind it.’

You shrug. ‘Not really. It’s just when it was just me and Kaz, he was all I had. I got terrified of losing him, of him not coming home. That’s all. And then you guys all came along, and I got scared of losing you too. So I wait for you to come home safely.’ you say.

‘But we’ve been in many tight spots, and we always made it out. Why do you still worry so much?’ says Nina.

‘A habit, I guess.’ you say.

‘It’s sweet, you know. When we’re out, we know you’re waiting for us. And you’re always happy to see us arrive.’ says Nina.

You smile. ‘Yes, I am.’ you say.

The two of you talk about a number of things as you finish your drinks. Just as you move to get up to get another cup of coffee, you finally hear the door open behind you.

You turn around and see Kaz and Jesper entering the room. You sigh softly and smile as they approach you.

‘Evening, girls.’ says Jesper. ‘Missed us?’

‘You know I always do, Jesper.’ you say. ‘How’d it go?’

‘Splendid.’ says Jesper.

‘After you nearly gave away our position.’ says Kaz, sitting down on a chair next to yours.

‘That wasn’t intentional.’ says Jesper, also sitting down.

‘Still, we couldn’t have afforded a mistake like that.’ says Kaz.

‘But we didn’t make a mistake.’ says Jesper.

‘We could have.’ says Kaz.

‘Oh, cheer up, Kaz. It went well, you got back, which means Y/N can finally go to bed.’ says Nina.

Kaz looks at you. ‘You waited again?’ he says.

‘You know I always do.’ you say, yawning again.

‘Y/N, I told you many years ago, if you’re tired, you can just go to bed.’ says Kaz.

‘And I told you in response that’s not going to happen.’ you say. ‘Besides, I had nice company.’

‘We made coffee.’ says Nina. ‘Do you guys want some as well?’

Both Jesper and Kaz nod, and Nina gets up to grab two new mugs. She sets them down and fills them with coffee. You slide them over the table to Kaz and Jesper.

When you give Jesper his coffee, he grabs your hand and pulls it toward him, looking at the ring on your finger.

‘Say, Y/N, are you finally going to tell us where you got this ring?’ says Jesper, smirking at you. ‘Because I’m dying to know whose initials are on it.’

‘You know I’m not going to tell you, Jesper.’ you say. ‘You’ll have to figure it out on your own.’

Jesper scoffs and lets go of you hand. ‘For years I have been trying to figure out what those letters stand for, yet you won’t tell me if I'm even close to guessing it.’ he says.

You smile. ‘It’s really not that hard.’ you say.

As Jesper takes another sip of his coffee, you look at the ring. It’s a simple one, silver with the letters “K.R” engraved on it. If Jesper would just start thinking of everyone he knows whose name starts with a K, he’d figure it out. But then again, you were the only one who knows Brekker isn’t Kaz’ real last name.

You look to your side at Kaz and see he was already looking at you. One gloved hand resting on his cane, the other curled around his mug. Though his lips don’t move, you can tell he’s smiling at you through his eyes. No one could read Kaz as well as you could.

You turn back to Jesper, smirking. You could give him a little hint. Besides, if he figured out Kaz got you that ring, he’d connect the dots. And he’d be so stunned, it would take him a while before he started asking questions again.

‘How about we bet on it.’ you say, getting up.

‘On what?’ says Nina.

‘On my ring.’ you say. ‘You want to know what those letters stand for, so bet on it.’

‘Alright.’ says Nina. ‘Maybe this night can get exciting. I think it’s a lost friend.’

She pulls out some money and throws it on the table. Jesper does the same, looking at you and squinting his eyes.

‘I think it’s a lover. That looks an awful lot like a wedding ring. Or a promise ring. Either way, it’s a lover.’ says Jesper.

You pull out some money as well and put it on the table. ‘I’ll bet as well.’ you say.

‘You can’t bet.’ says Jesper. ‘You already know the answer, that’s not fair.’

You shrug. ‘No one told me I couldn’t bet.’ you say. ‘I bet it’s a wedding ring. And I bet it’s Kaz.’

With widened eyes, both Jesper and Nina turn to Kaz. He looks at them, and gets up. Kaz then at you, and gives a short nod.

You smile and collect your money from the table. Nina and Jesper are both too stunned to say anything. Nina is stuttering something, confused expression on her face. Jesper is not making a sound at all, his mouth hanging open as he looks from Kaz to you.

Meanwhile, Kaz had started walking toward the stairs, to go to his room. After safely putting the money in your pocket, you follow him.

‘It was a good bet!’ you say over your shoulder.

Right when you walk through the door, Nina and Jesper have found their voices again.

‘That’s a joke right!’ yells Jesper. ‘It can’t be Kaz!’

You smile to yourself as you follow Kaz up the stairs, leaving Jesper and Nina to figure out you spoke the truth on their own.

read part two here <3

A/N: If you want to request something, make sure to read my house rules Here’s the list of characters I write for. Everything that I have written can be found on my masterlist. Please don’t repost my work, as I spend much time and effort on it!! Thank you for reading! Much love, Marit

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twicecorner · 3 years

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NSFW Tag Game

Roleplay in the boudoir isn't strange. Some of your partners even get costumes. Of course, some of those costumes see more use than others. Now you can't help but get at least a little horny whenever you see someone dressed like that. Who was it that forever changed how you see these ones?

How it works:

Go to “Random.org”.

Click on “Lists & More” and then “Lists Randomised”.

Enter the names of 18+ people/characters.

Use the first 8 to find out who really loves these outfits.

Tagged by @nsfwporty ; idk who to tag sooo if u see this and wanna do it go for it !

A/N: i added another category so I could get all 9 Twice members in lol I hope that’s okay. I also did the same sort of thing as @sinswithpleasure with the lil scenarios jumping between real life and purely roleplaying situations :) also sorry its so long and may sound repetitive.. I haven’t done something like this before TT

Police Officer - Nayeon

“You have the right to remain silent,” Officer Im Nayeon said, as she handcuffed you to the chair. “I already told you everything I know. I don’t know where she went, she knocked me out, took my car and left.” Nayeon slammed her fists on the metal table. She thought for a moment before saying, “Maybe there’s a way to get something we both want. I’ve been seeing you eyeing me ever since I walked in here.” You were confused as to why she’d bring that up, but you couldn’t help it, with a body like that and who doesn’t love a woman in uniform.She stepped out of the room for a moment and came back in with a totally different mood. Nayeon pushed your chair back and lowered herself onto her knees, unzipping your pants and pulling out your cock. Officer Im started to slowly stroke your length with her long, slender fingers, bringing it to stand at full attention. Your wrists were handcuffed behind you and the metal dug into your skin at her touch. Soon she brought her mouth to your tip and began furiously devouring your length.

You watched and moaned as your rod moved in and out of Officer. Im’s wet mouth, “Fuck I need more, Officer.” Your attempt to jerk your hips in tandem with her movements failed when Nayeon completely removed her mouth from you. “You know, you’re not half bad looking and you have a nice big cock. But you’re gonna have to do better than that if you wanna cum. ” She stood up, picked the small handcuff keys from her pocket, jingled them in your face, and walked towards the door laughing to herself. “OK wait! Before she left she may have mentioned a possible place or two she was heading to.” Officer Im stopped with her hand on the doorknob and spun around. “Now, we’re getting somewhere.. Tell me where she is and you’ll be released.. In more ways than one.” She said, returning to the spot on her knees in front of you. She started deep throating you fast, you were impressed at her skills and also a little worried about who could have been watching from the one-way glass, but that soon left your mind when you felt yourself nearing your edge. Nayeon’s tight throat closed around your length and with a few more bobs of her head you were seeing white “Oh fuck! She’s at her old dorm, Officer” You moaned loudly, releasing yourself and painting her throat. After swallowing your load Officer Im stood up, took off your handcuffs, said thank you and left the room without any other word.

Doctor/Nurse - Momo

You’d been sick for about a week with a little head cold and your girlfriend, Momo, was doing all that she could to take care of you, practically acting like your personal nurse. Finally feeling better, you were relaxing in bed when you heard a knock on the door before Momo, dressed in a makeshift nurses outfit strutted in. “It looks like my little Y/N is feeling better! Would you like a lollipop for being such a good patient for Nurse Momo?” You both laughed.‘“No, but I can think of something sweeter that I want right now.”

“And what would that be?”“I need the nurses special medicine to make me feel even better” You said smirking. Momo knew exactly what you meant before walking over to the bed hiking up her skirt and taking a seat on your face. Instantly you licked up her slit and gathered all of her nectar on your tongue. Momo always tasted so sweet. You ate her out, tongue fucking her and she planted her hands on your chest before grinding down on your face. She was a moaning mess and reached down with one hand slipping it under your sweats and began stroking your cock fast. You were both nearing your edge and with a few more licks and sucks at her clit she released her juices all over your face, at the same time you let go and let yourself erupt all over her hand and your stomach. “Maybe you should be sick more and I could be a nurse more often.”

Maid/Butler - Tzuyu

“Your dinner is ready, Sir”, “Thank you Ms. Chou.”

You sat at the small dining table looking out at the nighttime Seoul skyline from your apartment. Both you and Tzuyu liked the idea of one day living a lavish, wealthy lifestyle, and some nights you decided to roleplay around that idea. Tzuyu stood next to you in a classic maids outfit. “Ms. Chou, actually I think I’d like to start with dessert.” “And what would you like, sir?” You quickly got up from your seat and grabbed her waist pulling her in for a passionate kiss. “You”

Without wasting any time you picked her up and sat her onto the dining table with her long legs, hanging over the edge. You licked your lips as you pulled off Tzuyu’s panties, like unwrapping a piece of candy. Making your way to her center, you planted kisses up her thighs and pushed her skirt up. “Your desert is ready and waiting, Sir” she said, breathily.

You instantly tore into the delicacy before you, hooking your arms under her legs and around her hips to pull her body closer to you. Tzuyu was always sweet, but in her maid fit, she seemed even sweeter. It was like eating the finest fruit tart from a Michelin star restaurant. “Ms. Chou you taste so good” You say between licks. You sucked at her clit and lapped up her juices. She moaned and grabbed handfuls of your hair, pulling your head further into her. You began tongue fucking her, “Oh Sir, right there, that feels so good oh f-fuck im gonna cum, Sir” Within seconds of sucking and licking she squirted all over your face. You drank up as much as you could, some dripping from your chin when she finally released your head from her thighs. “Mmm, Ms. Chou, you’re the best desert on the menu.”

Fairytale Character - Sana

Sana was always a fan of playing dress up, especially in the bedroom. She came out of the bathroom in a short, tight green skirt with a purple bikini top on, her red-orange hair completing the look. “It looks like Ariel finally got her legs” You laughed. “Now all I need is my Prince Eric for a true love's kiss” She said, smiling and sauntering over to you. Sana blew you a kiss and you playfully acted along catching it and putting it to your lips. “Come here, then Ariel, I can give you a lot more than a true love’s kiss.” You pulled her in for a kiss as she sat on top of you. Your lips danced together while your tongues fought a fierce battle.

Before you knew it clothes were off, and Sana was on top of you bouncing up and down on your cock. The sound of skin slapping skin rang out through your room. Your cock slid in and out of her hole easily, it was practically drowning with how wet she was. “Oh fuck, I’m so close princess” You groaned, your swollen length pulsating inside of her. “Me too!” she said bouncing harder and faster, your hips matching her rhythm.

Suddenly Sana leaned forward, “I want my true love to kiss me while I cum all over his big cock” The second she said that and her perfect lips met yours, you both reached your edges, moaning into each other's mouths and riding out your orgasms.

CEO/Boss - Jihyo

Being the CEO’s secretary had its perks, sure the rest of the office made fun of you for practically being Park Jihyo’s pet, being at her every beck and call, but there was a damn good reason for it. Park Jihyo wasn’t known for just being a great boss, but with a body and a mind like hers, anyone would gladly take the same position as you. It was a Friday night and you were both staying late to finish preparing for a board meeting next Monday. “Do you have all the copies ready Y/N?” “Yes, they’re all on the conference table, the bottles of water and pens are also ready.”

“Always one step ahead, that’s what I love about you.” You had to admit you’d be lying if you said you’d never fantasized about taking your boss, especially when she showed up looking the way she did. Jihyo sat at her desk chair and swing her feet onto the desk, “Ugh this week has been so stressful, thank God we have a weekend coming up”

“Ma’am.. I hate to remind you, but you have a schedule for both days of that said weekend”, “Fuck… I can’t even have a moment to relax or get a massage.. I don’t remember the last time I had one.” You don’t know where your confidence came from but you sprung out of your seat and stood next to her, “I think I could help with that, boss” You said, snaking your hands onto her shoulders. Jihyo seemed to relax under your touch as you rubbed your fingers into her tight muscles, “Oh yeah that’s good, right there” She said, practically moaning, as you kneaded a knot in her shoulder. You could feel the warmth build up in your groin as your member came to life hearing her. “Fuck it.” it was like you blinked and there you were standing behind your boss who was laid against her own desk, her jacket and bra discarded, her pants and underwear pulled down to her ankles and her heels still on. Similarly your shirt was also gone and your pants were pulled down, your thick cock running between your bosses ass cheeks. “Don’t just stand there, Y/N, fuck me already.” “Yes, ma’am” you said, plunging yourself into her warm depths, she was suffocatingly tight and wet. You took a few slow thrusts at first then, “Harder, you little shit. I’m not paying you overtime if you aren’t putting in the work.” You’ve never seen Jihyo like this, but quite frankly you liked it. Both of you were relieving built up stress and you were happily pounding into her. You pulled her hair so her back was flat against your chest and you ran your hand around to grab at her tits. Massaging her tit and pinching at her nipple drove her over the edge and you had to hold her up as her legs buckled. Jihyo’s pussy pulsated and you erupted inside of your boss, her walls milking your worn out cock. The two of you fell onto the desk, “Shit, boss that felt so fucking good.” “It looks like we might have to do this more often, baby.”

Devil/Angel - Dahyun

It was Halloween, you and your girlfriend, Dahyun, were at a friend's party. She insisted you dress up in a couples costume, but didn’t plan on looking for one until the very last minute, of course the only one left at the story was the devil and angel. Dahyun kept bumping her wings into everyone while you both danced but you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her. The white dress fit her well and there was something about the whole getup with you as a devil and her as an angel that was slowly turning you on. You grabbed her hand and brought her to the bathroom and lifted her onto the sink. She was about to take off the wings and halo, but you stopped her. “Keep them on. I wanna fuck my little angel.” Dahyun moaned at your words as you pierced her to the hilt with your length. “Oh God, yes” She moaned, throwing her head back and wrapping her creamy legs around your waist. Her heavenly pussy squeezed against your cock, her arms around your neck and gripping onto the plastic horns that adorned your head. The whole situation was sinful even if only halloween costumes. An angel being fucked by the devil, red and white flashes of movements, sounds of skin slapping skin. Dahyun was usually a conservative and quiet girl when it came to sex, but it seemed this situation also had a major effect on her. She was a moaning, mewling mess underneath you while you pounded into her. “I’m gonna.. Gonna cum” barely a whisper in your ear. “Cum for me, angel.” Dahyun’s body shook and convulsed with pleasure as she reached her peak. You held on to her and slowed your thrusts as she rode out her orgasm on your cock. You were close too and Dahyun knew it. She recovered and hopped off the sink, getting on her knees in front of you. She pumped your cock mercilessly, twisting and gripping it, massaging your aching balls until you erupted and painted her face. Spurts of cum shot out and marked her angelic face.

Athlete Coach - Mina

It was a normal day at the gym for you, you were a seasoned gymnast and had daily practices in prep for the Olympic Qualifiers coming up. When you got into the gym there was a group of girls also “practicing?” Although it wasn’t normal gymnastics, but rhythmic gymnastics. Gymnastics that also involved hoops, balls, and dance. You didn’t think much of it and went to the uneven bars to warm up. You lifted yourself up and from the peak of your pull up, someone caught your eye. The main dancer, it seemed, was standing in the middle of the other girls. She was wearing a black shimmery outfit demonstrating some move with the hoop above her head. She was elegant and seemed to know exactly what she was doing with every move of her body. After your practice you went over to find her. She was practicing alone in one of the dance rooms, “Hi, I’m Y/N I’m one of the gymnasts here, I haven’t seen you here before.. But your routine was really good!”

She shyly smiled and looked back at you, “Hi Y/N, my name is Mina, Myoi Mina. I’m actually a ballet dancer, but the girls asked for my advice on their routine so I’ve been helping them prepare for the tournament. I’m glad you like it. I liked your routine as well, you sure know how to catch a girl's attention with all of those flips and such.” You laughed nervously, thinking maybe it was too obvious, but regardless you did catch her a few times staring at you too. “Haha yeah your moves were cool too, I don’t even think I’m that flexible enough to pull that off.” Mina took her chance with that. “Here let me show you.” She brought her leg straight up doing a split in the air, you gulped and your eyes trailed her body. “Holy shit” You said under your breath. She wasn’t wearing any panties… “Are you just gonna look or are you gonna help me, help you. I’ll teach you what you need to know about flexibility.”

Soon you were full on fucking in the empty dance studio, watching yourself in the floor to ceiling length mirrors as Mina showed off just how flexible she was. First you pounded her standing up with her leg straight in the air over your shoulder, next you had your way with her up against the mirror, her legs wrapped around your waist, contorting her body in all sorts of way to bring you both pleasure.. Mina kept surprising you with positions, downward dog with her back deliciously arched, on her back with her legs pulled up against her torso. She came a handful of times but was adamant about you finishing in what she thought was the perfect position. Mina returned to her standing position with her leg above her head, she loved watching herself in the mirror and she loved it even more to see herself getting pounded into. You grabbed her hips and pushed her against the mirror, her juices were already dripping down her legs from her splayed lips.”Cum inside me, I want to feel you inside of me while I dance.” You were sent over the edge and released your seed deep inside of the gorgeous dance teacher.

TV Show/Anime Character - Jeongyeon

You and Jeongyeon had just finished watching the kdrama Mine and she had gotten pretty into the characters and particularly their style. Mine was about these women who are in the process of finding themselves and their own loves, however, the part that captured Jeongyeon’s interest was their lavish chaebol lifestyle. Of course it caught your interest too, the idea of being able to wear fancy clothes and drive a nice car with a mansion was always a fantasy. One night you both decided to test drive this fantasy for yourselves. You both got dressed in what was about the fanciest attire you had in your quaint apartment and went out for a dinner date. You had dinner at a nice steak restaurant where you had to make a reservation in advance and even have your car valeted. Dinner was amazing, considering the price, but it was worth it.

The drive home is when things began to heat up. It was about a 30 minute drive, feeling bold after some wine, you slid your hand over the gear shift to rest on Jeongyeon’s thigh. “That was a wonderful dinner, wasn’t it Ms. Yoo?” “Yes, it was, I say we go back to the Cadenza [a house name from Mine] and have some fun.” You slowly moved your hand up to just rest over her covered center. She held her breath as she grabbed your hand and pushed it towards her. You rubbed her through her panties and she did the same to you, stroking your covered length to life. “I don’t know if we’ll even make it home.” You said, taking a turn and drove to a secluded lookout point the two of you used to frequent in your younger days of dating. “I bet even the fancy and rich decide to get down and dirty sometimes” She said, while you hopped into the backseat. Jeongyeon pulled off her panties before climbing to the back and straddling you.

You pulled down your pants and let your erection spring free, until Jeongyeon lowered herself to the hilt. “You better not get any of your filthy cum on this dress. It’s expensive.” She said, pointing a finger at where your bodies were connected. “Don’t worry it’s expensive too and it’s not going anywhere but inside of you.” You said, grabbing her hips and starting to thrust up into her. She started bouncing on top of you and you both became moaning messes, erratically slamming your bodies together in the small space of the car. “Fuck I’m close” Jeongyeon moaned, “Me too” You replied, between thrusts. As your cock slipped in and out of her, you shifted your position ever so slightly and started hitting her g-spot exactly on point. “FUCK! Right there!” Jeongyeon’s orgasm caught her off guard as her movements slowed and her pussy pulsed around your cock, “Cum with me, baby.” On cue, you came pushing your dick as far as it could go inside of her, her pussy clamped shut around it milking you and not letting anything escape. As you rode out your orgasms she leaned into your ear and said, “You’re Mine.”

Waitress/Waiter - Chaeyoung

“Here’s your usual Y/N!” Chaeyoung smiled as she placed the plate of chicken and waffles and a cup of coffee in front of you. You were a regular at this diner near your house and for as long as you can remember, Chaeyoung had also been working there and serving you. She had this certain vibe to her that was different from anyone else in the town, from changing her hair color with the seasons, to having the most unique and fashionable outfits. The two of you had known each other for so long and you had a special relationship, one could call it something like a friends with benefits type deal. You finished your meal and Chaeyoung came with the bill. “You want the regular tip or the special tip today, Chae?” “The special.” She said, smirking. She told her coworker she was going on break and went into the storage room. You followed her a minute later. Chaeyoung was significantly smaller than you, but she was still able to push you and pin you up against the door crashing your lips together. “We gotta make this fast before the boss comes back.” You swiftly unbuckled your pants and picked her up.

The only perks of having to wear a uniform for the job was that the uniform was only a short skirt. She moved her panties over to the side and you ran your tip through her slit. “Mmm fuck, you’re already so wet Chae.” Before she could answer you slipped inside of her and started pumping in and out of her warm cunt. It wasn’t the first time fucking in the storage room, nor would it be the last, but every time it was exhilarating. The threat of getting caught, of people hearing, knocking over stock shelves or brooms, made it even hotter than it was. That’s what Chaeyoung was, a daredevil, she pushed the limits. She certainly was no stranger to pushing you to your own limits, “Cum inside me Y/N, I want it. Tip me good, maybe even some extra for special service. Fuck, you’re so deep.” Her words sent shivers down your spine and your knees almost buckled as you came and painted her deepest insides with your seed. She loved being filled, the sensation of thick spurt after spurt being let out inside of her sent her over the edge too. Chaeyoung came, clinging onto you, digging her nails into your back. You let her down once you both recovered and cleaned up. “I think that tip will last me at least the rest of the week… Come back soon!” She waved before straightening her skirt and leaving the room.

#tag game #twice #twice smut #twice fanfic #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #nayeon #jeongyeon #momo #sana #jihyo #mina #dahyun #chaeyoung #tzuyu

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Life As We Know It {Chapter 24}

Summary: After the sudden deaths of Nesta’s sister and Cassian’s best friend, they gain guardianship of their nephew, Nyx.

Based on Life As We Know It (2010) and a prompt sent in by anonymous for our Nessian fanfic contest. This is a modern au.

Instead of doing a tag list for this story, we have decided to have a set posting schedule. Chapters will be posted weekly on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. Occasional surprise chapters could be posted at miscellaneous times. Chapters will be posted on both my and Tara’s blogs! >> @tacmc.

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A/N: Sorry for the late post! My baby shower was today, so Tara and I have been extremely busy! Look for Chapter 25 on her blog on Monday!

Warning: 18+ content.

Cassian got to the restaurant and took a look around. There were people everywhere, bustling about, getting ready for the night’s grand opening.

It had become the talk of the town - and the local groups on the internet - so they were expecting a good turnout.

At least, that’s what Cassian’s guess was.

He hadn’t talked to Nesta since he stormed out two days before, with the exception of one text exchange.

Cassian had texted, Tell Nyx I love him and I will see him tomorrow.

Nesta had replied, Ok.

Now, he was searching for that tiny little man with a mop of dark, black hair.

When he finally found Nyx, he was in his stroller eating cheeto puffs off the tray. When he saw Cassian his eyes lit up and he was instantly reaching for him.

Cassian laughed as he unbuckled him from his stroller and picked him up, giving him the biggest hugs. “Hey, buddy. I missed you, too.”

“This is his third helping of cheetos,” Helion said, from where he leaned against the wall. “Sorry about the next diaper.”

Cassian chuckled. “All this going on and Nesta stuck you on baby duty?”

Even saying her name out loud hurt, but he didn’t let it show.

He gestured toward the kitchen and said, “She’s been here since six and she��s in one of her moods. I decided I’d rather be on baby duty than caught in the crossfire.”

He winced, figuring that didn’t bode well for the two of them today. “I’ll stay in the bar, then.”

“That’s probably a good idea,” Helion replied, looking him up and down, before pushing the stroller behind the counter. Cassian had the distinct feeling he was looking for a crack in his armor. He didn’t bother telling him that he’d been broken for two days, and the only person who could fix him was currently yelling at some poor employee in the kitchen.

Cass crossed the threshold into the bar area and let out a low whistle. He’d had a hand in the design, but most of this was all Nesta. It accented the restaurant perfectly and he immediately loved the place.

“Nice, right?”

He turned to find Kallias carrying a tray of fresh glasses from the dish area and the smile on his friend’s face was infectious.

Cassian nodded as Kallias said hello to Nyx. “Yeah, it looks amazing.”

Kallias nodded. “You and Nesta did good.”

“Thanks,” Cassian muttered, not wanting the conversation to go any further. “How long have you been here?”

“Just got here,” Kallias said, as Nyx started playing with the strings on Cassian’s hoodie. “Viv will be here soon to help out. She said she can watch Nyx while we work.”

Cassian nodded. “That would be great.”

It would be helpful, of course, to have Viviane help out watching Nyx. Cassian had a ton to get done in the next six hours before the opening began. He didn’t want to let Nyx go, though. Two days. It was the longest he had been away from Nyx since...everything happened.

“Well, little man, until then, you get to help me unpack liquor bottles,” Cassian said, trying his best to sound excited.

Nyx giggled. “Ba ba ba ba ba ba.”

“Yeah, different kind of bottles,” Cassian chuckled, and carried Nyx with him into the back room.

Kallias had been at the bar for the past two days, getting most of the stock ready to go. A few texts to explain the situation was all he’d needed and Cassian was thankful he had such a loyal friend and coworker.

Elain hadn’t been as understanding the first night he’d been there, but after talking to Nesta, even she backed off. He had no clue what Nesta had said to her, but her frustration turned to sympathy and she was back to treating Cassian like the brother-in-law she loved and not like a man who’d hurt her sister.

After pulling the carrier out of Nyx’s stroller, he strapped the baby to his chest and set to work, carrying case after case of liquor up to the bar. Kallias was busy stocking the assorted glasses they’d need, so the two worked in silence for the most part.

He had just walked back into the store room, short one case of whiskey, when he heard Nesta talking from the dry pantry separating the store room and kitchen. Cassian’s heart lurched and he was about to make his way back into the bar, but Nyx squealed as he heard her voice.

The swinging door flew open as Nesta hurried into the store room, wondering how Nyx had gotten in there in the first place. She froze when she found Cassian there. Their eyes locked and she blinked.

“Hey, Nes,” he said, quietly.

“I…didn’t know you were here,” she breathed.

He shrugged, turning back to the boxes of bottles. “Got here about an hour ago. Didn’t want to interrupt you.”

Nyx was reaching for her, so he unclipped the carrier and gave him to her. He giggled happily as soon as he was in Nesta’s arms, but she froze, unsure of what to say. “You should have let me know you were here.”

Another shrug. “You were busy, and I knew what I needed to do. Kal said Viv would be here later to watch him.”

She nodded, silence filling the space again.

Nyx pointed at Cassian, reaching for him. “Dada.”

Cassian stilled.

He opened his mouth to say something, then closed his mouth.

A second passed.

Then, at last, he said, “What did he just say?”

“Dada,” Nyx repeated, and clapped his hands together. He reached for Cassian. “Dada!”

Cassian took Nyx, although he was moving slowly, stunned into silence. Nesta watched as a thousand different emotions crossed his face.

“Dada?” Cassian breathed, looking from Nyx to Nesta. “He just called me-.”

“He’s been saying it for the past two days,” Nesta said, staring at a spot on the wall behind Cassian.

For a moment, Cassian didn’t say anything, but then he asked, “You didn’t bother to tell me that?”

Nesta’s eyes narrowed and she slowly met his gaze. “You left.”

“A simple text letting me know that Nyx said his first word wouldn’t’ve killed you,” Cassian snapped. “Especially since his first word was…” Cassian shook his head, that fury fading as quickly as it had come. He looked at Nyx and chuckled, softly. “Dada, hmm?”

“Dada,” Nyx said, taking Cassian’s face into his hands before patting his stubbled cheeks with his chubby little palms.

Cassian watched Nyx for a moment, chuckling softly, before asking Nesta, “Has he said anything else?”

Nesta shook her head, even though Cassian wasn’t looking at her. “Just that. Probably wondering where you were. He’s been saying it nonstop, after all.”

“I’m sorry, bud,” he said, softly. He kissed the top of his head. “I’m still right here though.”

He was about to buckle him back into the carrier when Nesta reached for him. “I can take him. You’ve got a lot to do.”

“No more than you,” he said, settling him back into the carrier. “And I’ve missed him. Viv will come see Kallias when she gets here. Let me keep him.”

Her hands fell to her sides. “Fine.”

The tiny room felt like it was closing in on him, looking at her. They were so close together, whether they wanted to be or not. Without another word, Cassian grabbed the closest box and shouldered his way back through the swinging door.

Kallias caught the look on his face as soon as he came back. “That must have been the first conversation you two have had.”

Cassian grunted in response, letting Nyx continue to pat at his face.

“And how’d it go?” He asked, leaning against the bar.

“About as well as you think.”

Kallias watched his old friend for a moment before nodding, deciding to let the conversation drop. Cassian was grateful for it.

He was thankful for Nyx, too, for an endless amount of reasons, but right now, he was a distraction. With Nyx here, he was only thinking about Nyx, not about Nesta.

Cassian spent the next couple of hours lining up liquor bottles, and when Viv got there, she happily took Nyx and let Cassian work.

Once Nyx began playing with Viviane, Cassian’s thoughts were once again on the last person he wanted to be thinking about.

He continued to work, trying his best to keep his mind on that. It was kind of hard, though, when the owner of the restaurant was Nesta. He guessed he was part owner now, too - owner of the bar, anyway.

The hours flew by and by the time Cassian decided to check his watch, he realized he only had thirty minutes until the doors were opening for the main event.

He needed to get out of his old hoodie and into something nicer.

After making his way into the stockroom, he pulled off his hoodie before digging into his backpack for the black henley he’d brought. It wasn’t fancy by any means, but it was sure better than his ripped hoodie.

The door swung open as he was pulling his shirt over his head, and when he turned around, he saw Nesta, once again.

She stilled just in front of the door. “Are you planning on being in here every time I come in?”

It was meant to be a joke, something to lighten the mood, Cassian knew, but the light didn’t exactly reach her eyes.

He looked down at his shirt. “Just had to change. Didn’t think a hoodie was appropriate for an opening celebration.”

Nesta nodded, giving him a forced smile. “Couldn’t have gone all out with a button down?”

“This is Azriel’s,” he said. “All of my nicer things are at…home.”

He said the last word hesitantly.

Nesta’s eyes fluttered shut. He knew she was dying to say something, but what it was he couldn’t tell. He thought he knew her well enough to read her face. It seemed he was wrong though.

“I’ll come by and get my things on my day off this week,” he said, saving her the request. He pulled the Henley over his head, leaving his backpack against the store room wall. “You won’t even know I was there.”

“Cassian…”

He pushed back through the door without waiting to hear what she was going to say.

This was agony. Every moment of being around her hurt, because every time he saw her, he knew that he’d wasted the past three months of his life. He’d wasted his time falling in love with her, because she still hadn’t said it back.

“Dada!”

Nyx and Viv sat at one of the new tables, Nyx munching on some crackers, and even Kallias’ eyes dragged to him. Nyx’s blue eyes were the only ones he cared about though.

“That’s new,” Kallias said, from where he leaned across the bar.

Nyx’s new favorite word was one of the few things that had made him smile all day. Even if it tore him apart at the same time.

He didn’t mind Nyx calling him that. He was still too young to understand what had happened to Rhys. So one day, he’d explain to him who he really was, and who Rhys was. But until then, he was content to be Dada.

Cassian lifted him out of the high chair he was in and smiled, wistfully. “Hey, buddy.”

On the other side of the room, Nesta pushed through the double doors and into the restaurant, making sure everything was in order as the clock ticked down.

Cassian couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.

He wondered if she knew.

This was the biggest night that Nesta had in quite some time. A new bar would be amazing for business, and she was expecting a hell of a crowd.

And she wasn’t disappointed.

At exactly six, people began to pour in. They sat, and they ate, and by the Mother, they drank. She was amazed at how well Nyx was doing. She kept expecting to see him sleeping in a corner with Viviane, but he was being passed around to Viv, Kallias, Helion, and Cassian, having the time of his little life.

Nesta was glad someone was enjoying their night.

She should be enjoying her night, should be pumped at the booming business, but she could hardly focus.

All she could think about was him.

Cassian.

Every time she even got a glimpse of him, she wanted to run into his arms and tell him that she loved him. But she couldn’t do that. She had no clue what the repercussions of their relationship would do to Nyx, especially if something were to happen. If they were to break up, would this be their future? Barely speaking, passing the kid back and forth, both of them in misery?

Even when Elain and Azriel got there, both giving her hugs and warm smiles, the one on her face wasn’t real. She knew Elain could tell, knew she wanted to pull her aside, get the whole story, and quite possibly talk some sense into her, but she wouldn’t.

She couldn’t.

Not tonight.

As much as she tried to spend most of her time in the dining room, greeting guests and asking how they liked the drinks and new menu items, she kept ending up in the kitchen.

She got word that there had been a small grease fire on the line and she was about to rush into the kitchen when Helion stepped in front of her.

“Take a breath.”

“I can’t,” she replied, pulling her hair back off of her face. “There was a fire and-.”

“And it’s under control,” he said, gripping her by the shoulders. “It’s been put out, and I can go deal with Emrys and Luca and any potential fallout. Go have a drink, relax with your sister. You deserve a glass of wine and a moment to sit down.”

Nesta hesitated, but Helion wasn’t having it.

“Go,” he said. “Kallias is currently manning the bar. Go order a drink before the next wave of people come along.”

With a huff, Nesta nodded and exited the kitchen. True to Helion’s word, it was Kallias that was behind the bar. The second he saw Nesta coming, he was pouring a glass of wine.

She took a sip as soon as she reached the counter. “Vodka.”

Kallias blinked, then obliged her. He poured her a shot, Nesta downed it and thanked him, then took her glass of wine around the room to greet people. She eventually found Elain and Azriel, and was getting ready to take a seat by them, until she noticed Cassian already sitting with them, Nyx in his lap.

Bypassing their table, she gave them both an apologetic smile, before redirecting herself towards the bar. She breezed past it and Kallias, draining her wine and leaving it by the sink, before she entered the store room.

Cassian must have handed the baby off to Elain or Viviane, because not even a few seconds later, he was right behind her.

“Is this how it’s gonna be, Nes?” He asked, not stopping until he was right in front of her. “Are we just going to avoid each other, unless Nyx is concerned?”

The door hadn’t even finished swinging shut, but she noticed Kallias stacking a few boxes in front of the door.

For all intents and purposes, do not enter.

Their first night working together and already a fight. She couldn’t blame his frustration, this was all her fault.

“It hurts to see you,” she breathed. “It hurts to see you because I don’t know what the hell is going on.”

“You don’t know what the hell is going on?” He asked, incredulously. “I don’t know what the hell is going on! You’re so-.” His words fell away and his eyes shut as he rubbed his temples.

Nesta arched a brow. “I’m so what?”

“Infuriating,” he said, and met her eyes with a pained expression that knocked the breath out of Nesta. “It hurts for you to see me? It kills me to see you, but you know what? That’s on you. I wasn’t the one that started questioning everything. And you want to know what’s ironic? You’re pushing me away because you’re afraid it won’t work out. But, it’s not working now, Nesta. In pushing me away, you made what you’re worried about a reality.” He shook his head, slowly. “What the hell is the point of that?”

Nesta didn’t say anything. Her jaw locked and she refused to break his gaze, no matter how much it tortured her.

“It’s better for it to happen now rather than later,” she said, and hated herself for it the second the words left her. “It’s better for it to end before it really begins.”

Cassian chuckled, humorlessly, and shook his head. “That's bullshit and you know it. It already began, Nesta.”

He took a step toward her, and in such a small room, it left very little space between them.

Nestas breath hitched, and judging by the way Cassian’s eyes flared, he definitely noticed.

“Tell me you don’t care about me, and it’s done. We’ll pretend these past few weeks never happened, and we can move on,” he whispered, and she could feel his breath fan over her face. “Tell me this all meant nothing to you, and it’s over.”

Her eyes flashed down to his lips before meeting his own. “I can’t do that.”

Cassian wasn’t sure who moved first. If he grabbed her face or if she leaned up and pressed her lips to his, but before he knew what was happening, he had her back pressed against the store room wall. Gods, it had only been a few days, but kissing her again, the feel of her lips on his, it felt like he hadn’t been able to breathe.

Her hands were clawing at his back and he found her thighs, lifting her up to wrap her legs around his waist. He hadn’t even noticed she’d changed into a loose, sundress but thanks to her own wardrobe change, there was very little fabric between them as she let go of him to fumble with his belt buckle and jeans.

There were no words necessary, not when they both needed the other as badly as they did.

Their lips never broke, that contact remained, hungrily, needily, as Nesta pulled Cassian’s cock out and, moving the thin scrap of fabric beneath her dress aside, he pushed himself up into her.

Nesta moaned into his mouth at the feeling of him filling her. He bit her lip, and that moan deepened as he began to thrust deep inside of her, over and over again.

There was no foreplay.

Foreplay wasn’t necessary, not this time.

Two days, two nights, had been far too long when they had become so accustomed to this same ritual every night, time and time again.

Cassian’s head fell back as he fucked her, relentlessly, then he met her lustful gaze. His forehead fell against hers as he slowed his pace. With a soft, reverent curse, Cassian breathed her name.

She clung to him, the smell and taste and feel of him making her feel far more drunk than the wine or liquor had. Nesta buried her face in his neck, trying to cover the sounds tumbling from her.

He captured her lips again, knowing her body better than his own at this point, and thrust into her as hard as he could.

The bottles on the shelves rattled gently, but he didn’t care if anyone could hear them in the bar. He didn’t care if anyone caught them. All he cared about was that he was deep inside of her, listening to the quiet whimpers and moans that she couldn’t stop.

There was no way she could walk away from this.

Not just from the sex. Which, yeah, was incredible, but there was more to it than that.

Their souls were connected, which is what made the sex so mindblowingly phenomonal.

It was more than just sex.

It was something that Cassian swore no one else had ever witnessed before. Or, maybe they had. Maybe this is what it felt like when you found the person you were meant to spend forever with.

No, Nesta couldn’t walk away from this.

He swore, hoped, prayed she couldn’t.

He wanted to say those little words. Wanted to tell her, so desperately, that he loved her, but he didn’t.

He just kept saying her name over and over and over again with every thrust of his hips.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

“Nesta,” he breathed, and she cried out as her legs began to shake around him. He cursed, his fingers digging into her thighs as his body flooded with the need to explode.

As soon as her release slammed into her, he met his own, her name a groan as he spilled into her. They stayed like that for a moment, him still buried inside her, even as his seed started to drip down her legs. Thankfully, the sound of the party out front had covered any and all noises they’d made. Her breathing was still uneven as he pulled out, and he pulled that ripped hoodie from his backpack and silently used it to clean her up.

Tossing it back towards his bag, not caring if it made it inside or not, he paused in front of her, and tried to tilt her face up to his.

She refused.

He breathed, “Look at me, Nes…”

She shook her head, and damn him if those weren’t tears starting to spill down her cheeks.

He gripped her chin, forcing her eyes up to meet his. “Damn it, Nesta, talk to me. Just talk to me and tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I think you need to go,” she breathed.

He hesitated. “What?”

“You need to go,” she repeated, but there was no bite in her voice.

Cassian took her face in his hands and brought her eyes to his. “I’m not leaving. Not after that.”

“Go,” she repeated, and another tear slid free. “Go, Cass, please.”

He shook his head, fury, frustration, utter misery filling his core. He dropped his hand and stepped back. “Damn it, Nesta! What do you want?!”

“For you to leave,” she hissed.

“You’re a fucking liar,” Cassian snapped. “You say you can’t tell me that you never cared, you fuck me in a damned store room, then you ask me to leave?”

“You’re making this harder than it has to be.”

“I’m making this harder?” he asked, breathlessly, unable to stop his darkened laughter. He looked away from her and sucked in his bottom lip.

A moment passed, and Cassian refused to meet her gaze. “I don’t get it,” he said, at last. “I don’t get it. I don’t know what you want. I don’t know what you want from me.” His words were coming out rushed, frazzled. “Know what? Fine. If this is the way you want it, this is the way it is. I’ll be at Elain’s and Azriel’s tonight, and I’m taking Nyx with me. I’ll bring him by tomorrow, when Viviane is there.”

With that, he was gone.

And Nesta was left alone, her hands flying over her mouth as she sobbed, still able to feel the soft, tender, alluring feeling of his lips on hers.

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stopisa · 3 years

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Tonight, it's my turn.

sawamura daichi x reader (18+)

a/n: decided to post this on here too, but feel free to support it on my ao3! also big smooch to @meiansmistress for initially beta reading this! minors dni

tags: AFAB reader, choking, slight brat taming, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, idk this shit was mad indulgent im sorry @ all the ppl that know me.

Daich lets out a big sigh as he walks through the door, removing his shoes and setting down his bag. Sweat on his forehead and clothes now drying from the cool air that envelops him. It’s 7:09 pm, which was usually around the time he’d return from his evening workout. Between attending the police academy and working part-time at a grocery store, he had his hands pretty tied up from dawn till dusk 6 days out of the week. This is not to say that you weren’t also just as busy balancing being a college student, a tutor, and working part-time.

The few hours of quiet time you and Daichi ever got with your hectic schedules was always around this time. Unfortunately, this week found itself to be quite difficult, where you couldn’t even find 5 minutes to just breathe. You had an extremely important research paper worth 60% of your grade that was due at the end of the week, and it was Wednesday. Daichi had pushed you to start earlier so all this stress could be avoided, but in your defense, your best work came out of procrastination. But here you are, at the dining table, papers strewn everywhere, marked in every direction with the highlighter. Typing away with the soft glow of the laptop reflecting on your face. Daichi leans against one of the walls in the hallway that lead into your combination living-dining-kitchen great room, he smirks at your stress-induced face.

“Are you starting to regret your procrastination now?”

His voice breaks you away from your hypnotic focus. “Oh! Hey honey,” your expression softens. “No, you know I work best under stress. Anyways, I was able to get 6 out of the 12 pages I needed to do today. So be proud of me,” The triumph in your eyes makes him let out a small chuckle as walks to your seated position and plants a kiss on your forehead. “Who am I to doubt your abilities? You never cease to amaze me. Are you hungry?”

Glancing up at him, your eyes widen when you remember that you completely forgot to prepare dinner. “Shit! I’m sorry, it completely slipped through my mind, I even left the chicken out to defrost. I’ll get on it right now!” Before you could get up he places his hands on your shoulders to force you back down on the chair.

He looks at you with a stern look on his face, “I don’t need you stressing about dinner too. Tonight, it’s my turn. Let me freshen up and I can whip up something quick for the two of us.”

You give him a soft smile in reply, “Ok, thank you.” Daichi rubs your head before leaving for your room to shower.

He returns with damp hair, a white muscle tank, and black joggers, your eyes feast on him as you stare above the brim of your laptop to watch him slip on your pink apron and get to work.

20 minutes later, a delicious meal is placed in front of your eyes and your mouth immediately waters as you look at the noodles and vegetables glistening in the bowl. “Thank you, baby!!” you exclaim, immediately shoving your laptop aside and digging in.

“Of course, princess. I hope you enjoy it.” sitting beside you and also beginning to eat. You’re so thankful to have a boyfriend who is so supportive and loving, you couldn’t even imagine what you’d do without him. You think this while admiring him as he peacefully eats the meal.

Now with full bellies, he picks up the dishes to wash them and you continue working away. Daichi starts growing jealous of your laptop just from how much attention it has been getting since he left this morning. As he’s drying the last plate to put it up, he clears his throat to get you to look at him. “Um, so do you wanna watch the new episode of that anime you’ve been watching?”

“Hm, not tonight, babe. I’m kinda on a roll right now and at this pace, I may actually be able to finish this by tomorrow!”

He only replies with a dissatisfied grunt, knowing that you are notorious for pushing yourself beyond your limit. With the kitchen cleaned, he strides over to you, placing a hand behind your laptop. “Does your document autosave?” Quirking an eyebrow you slowly nod in confusion. “Good.” He then closes your laptop, “You’re taking a break. Now.”

“Hey! No, I said I didn’t want to.” You reached out to open it again, but he kept his larger hand over it.

“I wasn’t asking, go get your butt on the couch, don’t like having you stressed like this.” you pout as you get up and slowly make your way to the puffy gray couch with all its blankets and pillows.

Okay, you have to admit to yourself that it was pretty damn tempting. Settling for the corner, you pull your legs up and cross your arms, staring straight ahead at the TV. Daichi picks up the remote from the coffee table and turns to a random channel playing an older, cheesy movie. He sits on the cushion next to you, giving you space, figuring that you’re a bit upset from being forced to break away from your focus. Eventually settling into watching the film, you begin to forget the assignment you had been worrying so much about.

About an hour into the movie, Daichi quietly shifts his eyes to your figure, scanning it up and down. To him, this is how you looked the most beautiful: natural, wearing an old shirt you got from your campus as a free giveaway and pale blue, cotton shorts. That’s not to say he doesn’t appreciate it when you do get dolled up. Just seeing you like this in your natural setting makes it all the more intimate, knowing full and well he’s the only other person in your life who gets to see you like this.

Lost in his own thoughts, he sees your pink underwear peeking from under your shorts as you adjust your leg to get more comfortable. It’s incredible how easily you can arouse him, even unintentionally. He certainly wants to continue pampering you tonight, make you unwind, and scream his name. yeah, that sounds ideal.

As if on cue, the credits of the film begin rolling, and you stretch your legs out to get up, “Alright, break time is over. I should get back to work.”

Daichi then quickly rests a hand on your plush thigh, squeezing it and looking into your eyes, his hooded with something more.

“Yeah no, you’re not.”

You scoff, “You’re funny, Daichi. I’m getting up.” And before you could move another inch, his fingers dig into your thigh, making you yelp.

“Move again and I swear, Y/N, I’ll have your face shoved into the fucking couch as you take my cock, understand?”

Surprised by his sudden shift in mood, you timidly reply, “Y-yes…” Softening his expression, he loosens his grip and leans over to plant a soft kiss on your cheek.

“I’m sorry, baby, I just don’t like seeing you so tense. Will you let me fix that?”

You reply with a simple, “Okay.” Upon your confirmation, his other hand cups your face and he firmly presses his lips to yours. You’re able to feel all his love and dedication overwhelm you. The hand on your side slides up under the loose shirt to slip under your soft sports bra, cupping the flesh and running his thumb over to pebble your nipple. Your faint moans only serve to motivate him in his endeavors to please you. With one last open-mouthed kiss, he moves his head under yours to kiss and suck the sensitive skin of your neck. His hand on your face also moves to wrap its fingers around your neck, applying enough pressure to increase the wetness between your thighs.

Daichi’s mouth appears next to your ear, “I’m gonna take good care of you, princess, now spread those legs.” Obeying his command, you spread your legs, relieving some tension you had from rubbing your thighs together during the make-out.

His hand on your breast moves to the waistband of your cotton shorts, tracing it until you lift your hips, giving him permission to slide them down and abandon them on the floor. His mouth and other hand are still on your throat, knowing it’s the spot that turns you on the most. “Mm, Daichi, please...touch me.”

A low rumble comes from him as he replies, “As you wish, princess.”

Fingers begin tracing your slit, dampness beginning to form from the ministrations. He applies just enough pressure to your clothed clit to make you arch your back and stifle another moan. Slipping your panties to the side, he uses his middle finger to gather up your slick and to make painful slow circles around your clit, taking in each delicious noise you let out. Daichi starts sliding his body off the couch as he kneels on the carpeted floor. He hooks his fingers around the sides of your underwear and pulls them down, throwing them to join your shorts. There you are, slouching on the couch, legs spread, pussy fully on display for him. “Fuck, baby, if only could see the view I have here, maybe you’d understand just exactly what you do to me.” His cock makes his sweatpants feel tighter despite their already loose fit.

Brown eyes still on your intimates, he licks his lips and inches his body closer to yours, hiking your legs over shoulders with enthusiasm. “I’m gonna take good fucking care of this pussy.” he says while placing a hot kiss on your right thigh. You can feel his warm breath over you, antagonizing you with anticipation, and before you know it, he’s taking a long lick from your entrance to your clit. Your body jolts from the feeling. God, when was the last time you two had done this? Two weeks ago? A month ago? Who cares at this point.

Daichi continues taking his time in eating you out, with slow movements of the tip of his tongue, circling around your clit before lightly sucking on it. He hums in delight as he hears your moans get louder. He starts flicking his tongue over the sensitive pearl, making you dig a hand into the tufts of his hair and move your hips to further the sweet, sweet friction. His eyes shift up to see your face writhe in pleasure, mouth hanging open as saliva begins to drip from the corner of your lips. From the looks of it, he’s doing the job pretty damn well.

“F-fuck! Daichi, I’m close!”

Making the process more interesting, one of the hands on your thigh slides to your entrance, middle and ring finger teasing it as he continues sucking on your clit.

He slowly slides them in and hears, “Ah! Yes, fuck me with your fingers, p-please.”

How could he deny your plea like that? When he’s to the last knuckle, he pistons his hand back and forth, being sure to curl his fingers up just like the way you taught him the first time he fingered you. The vulgar sounds of your moans and the wetness of your pussy being licked and finger-fucked filled the room.

Face burning up and legs shaking, you’re reaching your orgasm, signaling this to him by pulling harder on his hair and clenching tightly around his thick fingers.

“Yeah, right there, keep doing that r-right there. Baby, I’m so close.” Daichi’s other hand gives you a firm slap to your thigh as he continues pushing you to orgasm on his face and fingers. “Ahh! Yes!” Your thighs squeeze together, trapping your boyfriend’s head between them, ‘maybe this wouldn’t be a bad way to die.’ Daichi thought while you climaxed.

Removing his fingers, he wipes them on his sweatpants and he gives your clit a sweet kiss before lifting his head and carefully removing your thighs from his shoulders. Buzzed on your orgasm, you look at his face and stifle a laugh as you see from his nose to chin covered in your juices. “Such a messy eater,” you say with a little smirk.

“Well, babycakes, it was really hard being neat considering you were already dripping before I had hardly even touched you. Almost like you wanted this to happen.” he retorts with an even bigger smirk on his face. Your face gets even redder, how did he always have a comeback ready for you? Daichi starts getting up, wiping his face with the back of his arm.

“Feeling better?” he asks.

“Absolutely,” you reply.

He quickly leaves and returns from the kitchen with a glass of water, handing it to you to drink. “Great to hear, baby. I’m gonna go draw you a bath so you can wash up before bed, okay?”

You nod, “Mhm.” When he walks away, you begin taking a sip of water, realizing how parched you were. Your eyes glance over to the digital clock on the TV that reads: 12:05 am. ‘Is it really that late already?’ you shrug it off, 100% deciding that no more of that paper will get done tonight and it’ll just have to wait until the morning. Setting the glass on the coffee table, you begin gathering up your discarded underwear and shorts from the floor and walk into the bathroom to meet Daichi there, setting a fresh towel on the counter. You kiss his cheek as a thank you and strip the rest of your clothing onto the floor and slip into the warm water, allowing it to engulf your sore muscles.

After your bath, you dry yourself and wrap the towel around you, beginning to brush your teeth and do your skincare that you had been neglecting since last week. Your boyfriend walks in as you’re finishing, already dressed down to his boxers and nothing else. Using his strength, he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder, walking you over to the bedroom as you laugh at the surprising gesture.

Being the ever so gentle person he is, he dresses you in your favorite sleeping clothes, leaving kisses all over your body in the process. You snuggle up to body heat under the fluffy comforter, placing a goodnight kiss to his lips. “I love you, Daichi.” He drapes an arm over you, pulling you closer. “I love you more, princess.”

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junko-and-riri-domain · 3 years

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↬ part of: 500 followers event <33 ↬ pairing: lee heeseung x reader ↬ genre: fluff | slight angst (happy ending dw) | idol!au ↬ warnings: slight angst in that reader feels as if hee doesn’t have enough time for them bc of hee’s busy schedule and heeseung calls reader’s efforts inconvenient w/o realizing the weight of his words :( ↬ w/c: 1.4k ↬ requested by: anon, no specific name

As your eyes settled on the screen of your phone, reading Heeseung’s text message, you couldn’t help but scoff at it. You looked out the window of the cafe you were supposed to meet your boyfriend for your lunch date but he sent a text, canceling for what felt like the hundredth time this month. You could feel him slipping away from you with the other half of the bed empty almost every night, your dates constantly canceled, and your texts going unread. You decided not to respond to Heeseung, after all, what was the point? As you finished the remainder of your drink, you decided that you were going to enjoy the day to yourself regardless of whether or not Heeseung was going to be with you.

And that’s exactly what you did.

You explored the city and took your own pictures, found a new favorite trail to walk on, and bought yourself a new bag. Despite all the texts and calls from Heeseung, you ignored them all to give him a little taste of his own medicine. When you got home, you were more surprised than anything to see Heeseung waiting for you.

“Where the hell have you been?” he asked. You looked at him, noticing how his eyes narrowed in on you and his arms crossed over his chest which caused his biceps to bulge out.

“Oh, so you care about me?”

“Of course I care, why wouldn’t I?”

“Well you canceled for the hundredth time today, I decided to have fun by myself.” His eyes cast to the floor, unable to look at you. You heard him let out a sigh as he muttered,

“I’m sorry.” You knew that when Heeseung became an idol, he’d have a busy schedule. You supported his dreams, had been there from the start but what good was your efforts when right now it felt as if you weren’t even in a relationship? Sure, Heeseung was sorry but you had heard the words thousands of times that you felt nothing anymore.

“How many times am I supposed to forgive you?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper.

“Babe, I’ve just been busy. You know how important promotion season is, I just don’t have the time for things like I used to.”

“I know that but you can’t even go on one damn date the entire month?”

“We spend all night practicing for performances that I’m better off spending the night at Jay or Jake’s instead of coming home. With the events we have along with the dates you wanna go on and your constant texts, it’s just inconvenient.”

“Inconvenient?” It was with Heeseung’s words that you realized, you had had enough. If your constant attempts to keep the relationship, well, a relationship turned out to be inconvenient to Heeseung then there was no point to it. If all the time you spent checking up on him turned out to be inconvenient then you had no reason to put in any effort anymore. You knew that work and his dreams were important but so were you.

“I didn’t mean it like that, there are things that I need to do and responsibilities I need to focus on-”

“Am I not important to you anymore?” As your ears were met with silence you felt your breathing caught up in your throat. Waiting for Heeseung to answer only to be met with no reply, through his hesitance you found your answer.

“Baby, I-”

“Forget I asked.” You walked past him, heading into your room and in the process shoving his shoulder. As the door slammed and you flopped onto the bed you waited. Waited for Heeseung to knock on the door, waited for him to say something, anything, but waiting only led to self-given heartbreak. You heard the opening of a door ringing throughout your ears but it wasn’t the door you had hoped. After hearing the key, you came to a realization. Heeseung decided to walk out.

Following the next few days, you and Heeseung entered a stage of your relationship you weren’t quite sure what to label as. It wasn’t that you broke up per se, but you weren’t exactly together either. Sure, you exchanged a few messages here and there but you could feel Heeseung slipping away or maybe it was you slipping away, you weren’t quite sure. Throughout the week, you found yourself unable to sleep. But one Friday night, that inability to sleep turned into a 3 am movie marathon spent on the living room couch curled up under your blankets and one of Heeseung’s shirts. You heard the front door open, glanced over to see the light turn on and Heeseung taking off his shoes.

“You’re up?” he asked, slight worry filling his tone.

“Couldn’t sleep,” was all you could bring yourself to say.

“Should I make us some ramen?” he offered.

“Yeah, if you want.” You stayed in the living room while Heeseung made his way to the kitchen. You didn’t know what to say, how were you even supposed to start? With your eyes settled on the tv, you entered a sort of daze where your head felt heavy and clouded with thoughts but your throat was unable to get any words out. It wasn’t until Heeseung was in front of you, blocking the tv that you drifted back to reality. You let out a small “thank you,” as the warmth of the bowl of ramen met your palms, couldn’t hold back your small smile as you saw that Heeseung had given you one and a half soft boiled eggs. When the both of you finished eating, you found yourself almost scared to talk to Heeseung about what went on that night. Your relationship was either going to continue, or it was going to end. As Heeseung reached towards the coffee table, about to take the bowls to the kitchen, your hand reached out to hold his arm, stopping him.

“Stay,” you whispered. Heeseung only nodded, settling himself so that he was laying on the couch with you. Face to face with him, you moved so that your head was laying on his chest. His heartbeat was calming, embrace comfortable, and scent making you feel complete. The next step in your relationship, or its end, whichever it was, you’d find out tomorrow. Closing your eyes, all you could do was wait.

When you woke up, your ears were met with a slight groan and the hold around you tightened. As you lifted your head up, a hard sort of knock was heard paired with an,

“Oww, what the hell?” from Heeseung. You brought up a hand to massage his chin while you felt him kiss the top of your head,

“Sorry, I wasn’t expecting you to be here when I woke up.”

“I, uhh, have something planned for us today. If you’re up for it?” Heeseung seemed kind of nervous as he spoke, avoiding your eyes and rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

“You do?”

“A date, as an apology, because I’m sorry.”

“What about work?”

“I told our manager that I was taking today off.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re important to me and I hate that it’s taken so damn long for me to show it to you.”

While you got ready for whatever it was Heeseung had planned, he was making breakfast. After breakfast, he brought you to a festival you didn’t even know was going on. While you walked past the stalls set up, occasionally stopping to look at something that caught your eye, Heeseung’s hand stayed intertwine with yours. You had missed it, being with Heeseung, and feeling loved by him. When lunchtime came around, you ended at the park. There were both couples and families with a towel, eating food they had packed, but all of a sudden, Heeseung was leading you to a towel with a picnic basket.

“This is our spot,” he said. Your eyes went wide,

“You set this up?”

“Mhm. I know how much you love picnics and I figured… let’s go on one.” You sat down, unable to hold back your smile as Heeseung sat next to you. You really did love picnics, but more so with Heeseung. After eating, you laid down and looked up at sky feeling as if the world was so vast and wide. You found yourself looking at Heeseung,

“Y’know, keeping my head on the ground is really inconvenient right now.” Heeseung’s eyes filled with alarm,

“I’m sorry, I never should’ve said that.”

“It’s ok,” you said. And you meant it. “It’d be less inconvenient if I could use your arm as a pillow though.” As Heeseung’s arm extended, you rested your head on it while you wrapped an arm around his chest. Waiting often led to self-given heartbreak, but sometimes, it was worth it.

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