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devilat-thedoor · 7 months

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Sweet to Taste II

blame @ignite-my-fire she asked for it👀

This one is really nothing but forbidden twin filth. But shoutout to these babes for being so supportive💖 @ignite-my-fire @ohgodthefeeling-gvf @gvfpal @jakesguitarsolo

Word Count: 4.6k

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x f!reader x Sam Kiszka

Warnings: Smut 18+ Minors DNI(Voyeurism, Fingering, Pussy Slapping🫣, Oral(m rec), Unprotected Sex, Spanking, Very Mild Edging, Squirting) Dom!Jake & Soft-Dom!Sam deserve a warning of their own, let’s be real. Oh, and the aftercare🥹

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“Y/N, your 5 top at table six needs refills.” Your coworker, Jess, nudged you, yanking you from your daydream, “Are you good? You keep, like, zoning out…” She placed her tray down, eyeing you.

Standing up straight, you tucked your pen into a pocket on your apron and turned around to grab yourself an empty tray, “Yeah, I’m fine… It’s just been a long shift.” You pulled your notepad out, reading over the table six drink orders, and began filling new cups. Putting on the friendliest face you could muster, you picked the tray up and dropped the drinks off, picking up the empty glasses. Walking back towards the kitchen to get rid of the dishes, your mind began to wander again. Every thought, for the past two weeks, has been Jake and Sam and the night you’d shared with them. You woke up the next morning, tangled between the two of them, and though you had no shame about what went down, you couldn’t be sure they felt the same. When you climbed over Jake to go to the bathroom, he grabbed your waist with one hand, weaving his fingers through your hair with the other to pull you in for a kiss. You could feel Sammy’s eyes on you but you didn’t think anything of it until you finally broke away from the older boy to use the bathroom and came back to find both of them gone. When your calls and texts went unanswered that day, you knew something was up. You gave it a couple of days before you tried to reach out again and when you did, you finally got an answer out of Sam, letting you know that they’d be out of town for a bit. That was a week and a half ago and you haven’t heard anything since…until now. Your phone began to vibrate in your apron pocket and you dug it out to read the caller ID. Jake… Dropping the tray of cups by the dishwasher, you rushed out of the kitchen, “Jess, can you cover for me for a few minutes?” You held your phone up, signaling that you had a call, as she nodded in approval.

“Hello?” You held the phone to your ear as you stepped outside.

His voice came through, sending butterflies through your stomach, “Hey beautiful. You busy tonight?”

You tried to play it cool, but you were practically vibrating with excitement, “Depends… Did you have something in mind?”

“I did.” He paused for a moment, “Josh is having a party at his place tonight. Come. I want to see you… We both do.”

You knew he meant he and Sam, but you were a little disappointed that you wouldn’t have them alone, “Umm. yeah, okay. What time?”

“Be there by 9. See you.” He hung up before you could even say goodbye and the confusion in your brain only multiplied.

You had barely gotten a shred of attention from either of them since that night and now you’re being asked to go to a party because they miss you? It was definitely weird, but you were aching to see them, so of course you’d show up.

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After you’d gotten off work at 6, you went straight home to shower and get ready. A bit of mascara and some lip gloss later, you were pulling on your favorite casual dress. Black and form fitting, hugging your body in all the right places, with thin straps that tied into bows on your shoulders. You fastened your hair into a high ponytail, letting it dangle down your neck. Pulling on a pair of boots and your leather jacket, you took one last look at yourself in the floor length mirror before grabbing your phone and keys to head out. You pulled up to Josh’s, his driveway already lined with cars and people scattered around the outside of the property. The music was loud, filtering through the opened front door as you made your way inside. You made a beeline for the kitchen in search of a drink.

As you stood at the counter, pouring tequila into a cup, a pair of hands landed on your waist, snaking around to wrap you in their hold, “I was wondering when you’d show up.” He bent down, lips right against your neck as he whispered, “I like this dress, babe…a little short though.” He pinched the hem between his fingers, letting his knuckles graze your thigh.

“I knew you’d like the dress, Sammy.” You spun around in his arms, slinging your own over his shoulders, “But I expected you to spend the night avoiding me.” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Avoid you? I could never.” He dropped a hand to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze as he held eye contact, “You and Jake were pretty cozy… I was just giving you the space to explore that.” The smirk on his lips was hinting that he was up to something, “In fact, he’s looking for you now.” His hands left your body as he pointed behind you, “You should probably go say hi.”

You looked in the direction he was pointing to find Jake watching you intently, but even from a distance, you could see the playful smirk on his face. Turning back to Sam, you grabbed his wrist before he could disappear, “You have my attention right now. Jake can wait.” You hooked your hand into the front of his waistband yanking him against you, “Unless you have someone else waiting on you?” Your fingers wiggled against the short bit of hair just beneath his jeans.

“Nobody who’s attention is worth more than yours.” He bent forward, his hand grasping the back of your neck to pull you in for a kiss. You bit down on his lip, drawing a growl from deep in his chest, “Make yourself a drink and come find me.” He broke away from you, slipping through the sea of people littering the kitchen. Turning back to the counter, you picked up your cup, tossing back the clear liquid in it.

“You want some lime with that, mama?” Josh appeared at your side as you poured more liquor.

You put the bottle down, pulling him into a hug, “Nope, having it straight tonight. Have a shot with me!” You handed him the bottle and took your cup.

He fake clinked the bottle with you, “Cheers, Y/N!” He brought the neck to his lips, taking a couple chugs while you swallowed your own. Josh shook his body out with a grimace, “I’ll catch up with you later, mama. Have fun!” He grasped your face, pressing a sloppy, wet kiss to your cheek before skipping into the crowd. You allowed yourself one more shot before going to search for Sammy.

Rounding the doorway out of the kitchen, you saw Jake talking with a few people in the corner or the dining room. His eyes flicked to you for the tiniest second before going back to the girl in front of him, barely acknowledging you. Oh really? You sauntered towards him, a sweet smile plastered on your face, “Not even a hi, Jake?”

He let his gaze settle on you a little longer this time, taking in your outfit, “Hi.” He returned to his conversation as you stared at him. When he realized you weren’t leaving, he turned to face you completely, “I’m having a conversation.” He leaned in, dropping his voice for you and only you, “Be a good girl and go find Sam to keep you company until I’m finished.”

You couldn’t deny the rush you felt at his command as you whispered a “Yes, sir.” and scampered off to look for Sammy.

You found him sitting on the couch in the living room, puffing on a cigarette between his fingers, “Josh would kill you if he found out you’re smoking in his house.” He waved his hands dismissively, unbothered by your claim as he licked his lips, staring at your legs, “You’re an ass. Gimme.” You plucked the stick from his hold and dropped into a random cup on the coffee table, listening to the sizzle as the cherry went out.

“C’mere, babe.” Sam yanked on your hand, pulling you down on his lap, “When can we get the fuck out of here?” He flattened his palm against your abdomen, pushing you to sit back against his chest, “I just wanna peel this dress off…” His breath was hot on your skin as he whispered in your ear, bunching the fabric up in his fist.

You tilted your head to him, flashing a devilish smirk, “Why the rush, baby? Isn’t the party just getting good?” You circled your hips, effectively grinding into him. When you turned your attention back to the rest of the room, you scanned the crowd for the other Kiszka, finding him in a conversation with another man.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, Y/N.” His teeth nipped at the shell of your ear, “If you think I won’t throw you down in front of all these people, you’re sorely mistaken, babe.” Sam’s hand left your sternum to rest on your leg.

You watched his hand tickle along your skin, squeezing the inside of your thigh, “I think you know I always finish, Sammy?” The music was loud and the lights too low to emit any kind of glow over the two of you, “Don’t make empty threats…”

You felt his tongue glide up your neck, “You wanna make him watch, don’t you?” His hand lingered on your thigh, fingers teasing higher.

You tore your eyes from his hand, looking up to see Jake across the room, surrounded by other party guests but his gaze unmistakably transfixed on you, “I just think he might enjoy the show, Sammy.” You shivered as he finally made it beneath your dress.

His eyes widened as he dragged a finger over you, “You’re not wearing- Fuck, babe…”

“Oops…must’ve slipped my mind.” You shrugged as you held eye contact with Jake, his stare burning deep into your skin. A gasp escaped you as he slid through your folds and you parted your legs just an inch further.

He teeth were just barely digging at your shoulder as he stared down, “You’re so fucking wet, babe.” He was swirling his calloused fingers over your clit, smiling to himself as you fought to keep your whimpers down. He dipped his hand lower, pushing the tip of his middle finger through your entrance to feel you instantly clench around it, “Shit… She needs me, huh? Practically begging for my fingers.”

You struggled to keep your eyes on Jake as Sam pushed his finger deeper. You could’ve sworn you watched his gaze narrow, his tongue darting out over his lip, right before your eyes flitted. All of your focus went back to the younger Kiszka, “More, Sammy.” You cupped your hand over top of his, dropping your head to his shoulder, as he added a second finger, “Hmmm…”

He let out a quiet chuckle, “I bet she’d prefer my cock, wouldn’t she?” His eyes were flicking around the room, making sure your display stayed unnoticed, “If you just sit up a little, I could slip right inside, babe. No one would even know.” The deep rasp of his voice was enticing, making you want to throw all your inhibitions out the window, “He’s getting pissed… You think he’ll stick around to watch you cum on my hand?” Sam curled his fingers, eliciting a high pitched whine from you. His free hand came up to grip your face, turning your head enough to sink his mouth onto your own, swallowing up the noise.

You were completely lost in the feeling of Sammy, you didn’t catch Jake storming through the plethora of people, “Are you fucking done?” His fingers wrapped around your wrist, plucking you from Sam’s lap.

You yelped as Sam retracted his hand before gazing up at Jake with a giggle, “Well, I was almost done.” Looking back at the younger boy, he was laughing as well, but Jake didn’t share the amusement.

“Upstairs, now. Guest room.” He growled the command into your ear, “I need to have a word with my brother. Go.”

“Jakey, we were just-“

His nostrils flared as he stared at you, “One more word and I’ll see to it that you don’t cum at all. Go.” He pointed towards the staircase. You didn’t argue, just turned and scurried up to Josh's guest room, closing the door behind you. You sat on the edge of the bed, unsure of what to do or what was to come, as you fidgeted with your hands. Kicking your boots off, you climbed onto the mattress, sitting with your legs tucked beneath you and waited for them. Several minutes had passed when the door finally opened and the brother’s came through it, both wearing wicked grins, “I hope it was worth it, baby… Didn’t anybody ever tell you that your actions have consequences?” Jake was coming across the room as Sam locked the door.

You swallowed hard, building the courage for what you were about to say, “What’s the matter, Jake? I thought you’d enjoy watching?” You tried to look as innocent as possible.

He was in front of you in a flash, holding your jaw in one hand while he undid his jeans with the other, “You think that was your idea? Think you’re in charge?” He let out a deep laugh, taking his hand from your face to dig into his pocket, “Baby, you’re not the only one who likes to make bets.” He pulled out a hundred dollar bill, passing it to his brother while keeping his eyes on you.

“He didn’t think you’d do it. Not in the middle of the party… But I know you, babe.” Sam took the money with a smile, “To be fair, I was gonna let you cum before he interrupted, but I think he felt left out.” He nodded to the older boy.

Your eyes darted back and forth between them, “You guys- Wait… What was the bet?”

“Well,” Jake grasped the hem of your dress to lift it over your head, “Sam kept going on and on about how you’re always down for anything, never one to shy away from a challenge.” He waited for you to raise your arms, removing the garment to toss it to the floor, “I bet him that he couldn’t get you to open up for him in a crowded room tonight- lay down.” He pushed on your shoulders, guiding you to lay on your back, “Deep down, I knew you’d fold… But I was a bit surprised at how quickly you spread your legs for him.” He pulled you to the edge of the bed, pushing your legs apart, “Putting this sweet pussy on display for anybody to see, no hesitation.” He bit down on his lip, petting your clit with the pad of his thumb.

The light touch made you whine, “No it- Fuck… It wasn’t for-“ Your breath caught as he applied more pressure.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, what was that?” His thumb continued its movement while he pushed two fingers through your entrance, “Come on. Use your words.”

“You, Jake.” It was a breathless huff, your hands digging at the blanket below you, “It wasn’t for anyone…It-It was for you to see.”

Sam crawled onto the bed behind you, taking your hands into his and holding them, “She was so fucking wet, Jake. She likes being watched.”

“She’s still soaked, brother.” He pulled his fingers from you, rapidly flicking them over your cunt to hear the vulgar, splashy sounds, while Sammy moved his hands to your tits, pinching your nipples between his fingers.

You were writhing on the bed, the stimulation from both of them driving you wild, “Please… I’ve been waiting for weeks.” You were lifting your hips to meet Jake’s hand, “Aaah. Fuck, Jake.” You whimpered as his hand cracked down over your pussy, sending a shockwave through you.

“Normally, I’d like to hear you beg, baby…” His fingers pushed back into you, “But we’re gonna take our time with you tonight and begging won’t move things along, only compliance will.” He thrusted deep, curling his fingers against your sweet spot, “Understand?” He repeated the action a second time.

Acting purely out of feral need, you rolled your hips into his hand, earning yourself another harsh slap, “FUCK. I’m sorry. I-I understand.” You gripped onto Sam’s wrists as he continued massaging your breast.

Jake ripped his shirt off and pulled himself from his already unbuttoned jeans, “That’s good, beautiful.” He grabbed his cock, stroking it as he stood between your legs, “I wanna hear you make all those dirty noises.” He slipped his head through your folds, allowing the wetness to coat his tip, before burying himself inside of you, “Don’t hold out on me.”

You winced at the stretch, digging your nails into Sammy’s arms with a hiss, “Christ, Jacob!” You looked up to see the smug smile planted on his face as he began drawing his hips back. He moved slowly, making sure you felt every fine detail.

He left only the tip in, bringing his fingers back to your clit to draw a series of whines from you, “That’s it, baby. Let me know just how good I make you feel.” Jake slammed back into you without warning, smiling at the cry you let out. He kept this up for what felt like an eternity, drawing out to tease your throbbing clit just to fill you back up for a short second.

Your mind was swimming, unable to form any thoughts outside of release. Knowing you wouldn’t get anywhere with Jake, you turned your attention to Sam, who always had a soft spot for you, “Sammy… Baby, please.” You gazed up at him, brows pinched as shaky whimpers fell from your lips, “P-please, I need-.”

“Shhh. It’s okay, babe. I’ll take care of you.” He let his fingers graze your cheeks in the softest touch before looking to his brother, “Jake, let me have her.”

Jake met his eyes, the two of them caught in a staring contest, before he finally relented, “Fine… You give into her too easily. She’s got you wrapped around her finger.” He pulled himself out of you, allowing the other boy to take his place, “Flip her over, I want to fuck her pretty face.”

Sam gripped your legs, flipping you in a swift movement and placing your feet on the floor, “I think I like this view better anyways.” He kept your chest pressed into the mattress and slapped his palm across your ass, enjoying the way it bounced and rippled, before bending to leave a kiss right over his red handprint. He took note of how your body shuddered from the contact, “Did you like that, Y/N?” He slapped your ass again, adding a red welt to the other cheek.

“Mhmm. Do it again, Sammy.” Your plea was followed up by a dulcet hum.

His palm came down harder, leaving a sharp sting, “Your pussy is fucking dipping, babe. She loves it.” He rubbed his hands over your flesh, soothing the skin, “Let’s see just how wet she can get.”

You heard the sound of his zipper right before he was pushing into you. He had a tight grip on your hip, filling you slowly, “Oh god, baby. You feel so fucking good.” You dropped your face to the mattress, allowing the thick comforter to muffle your loud groan.

His hips began snapping into you, the thunderous sounds filling the room, “I feel better than him, don’t I?” His tone was mocking and you were sure he was looking directly at Jake as he spoke, “I know just how to spoil your sweet pussy…make her cry for me.” He was pounding into you, making it impossible for you to utter anything other than pitched cries.

You felt the bed shake a bit before a hand was twirling around your ponytail to lift your head from the blanket, “I’ll give you something better to muffle those sounds, beautiful.” Jake sat back on his heels, resting just close enough that your mouth was right over his dick, “Open up, baby.” He knotted the hair around his fist, lowering your head back down. You parted your lips, letting him slide into your mouth with ease, “You’re listening so well tonight. Being so good for us.” He allowed you to bob your head, taking him slowly as you moaned around his length. After a few moments, he pressed down on the back of your head, holding it in place as he hit your throat. Tears filled your eyes, gags heaving from the depths of your esophagus as you attempted to push yourself off of him, “Ahh. Sam, grab her hands.” Sammy hooked his hands around your elbows, pulling them behind your back, his thrusts never faltering. Jake lifted your face from his cock, watching proudly as you fought for a breath, more saliva dripping from your mouth with every gasping cough, “Go ahead and breathe, baby.” He gave you a few more seconds before bringing your mouth back, gliding along your tongue as he dragged your head up and down on him.

“Shit… Everytime you make her gag she fucking squeezes me so tight.” Sam’s voice was low and husky, breaking through the groans in his chest, “You’re so fucking close, babe. I can feel it.” He pulled harder on your arms, forcing an arch to your back and eliciting a loud wail from you at the changed angle. His cock was hammering into your g-spot, winding the coil tighter and tight with each pass.

Jake pulled you from his length again and released your hair, “Let her down a little bit, Sam, just a few inches.” He waited for his brother to comply, loosening his hold on your arms. You watched him stroke himself through blurry vision, “Your tongue, Y/N…” His free hand went to the back of your head, guiding your mouth to his balls. You stuck your tongue out, lapping at them hungrily before sucking them into the warmth of your mouth and moaning around them, “That’s- Oh fuck, baby. That mouth is heaven.” His breathing picked up along with the pumping of his hand, “You think we should fill her up, Sammy?” You could tell by the tone of his voice that he wasn’t going to last much longer, “Think she earned it?”

“I think we earned it, brother.” Sam spoke through gritted teeth, “But she’s there, Jake. Any second…”

You let him fall from your mouth, “Pleeeease. I need it, please let me cum.” You pouted up at Jake, begging for the release, “I’ve been good, Jakey, please.” Your moans were becoming more desperate with every stroke of Sam’s dick.

He brushed the loose hairs from your face, “Swallow all of me and Sam will let you have it, pretty girl, I promise.” You gave a weak nod, ready to explode at any given moment. Jake was sliding back into your mouth in an instant, “I could stay here forever, you do so fucking well, baby.” He was guiding your head up and down but when you sucked your cheeks in, tightly suctioning your mouth around him, that was it, “Y/N, fuck-.” He sucked in a harsh breath through his teeth, his cock twitching frantically against your tongue, “Jesus, I- Fucking take it, baby. All of it.” He drove into the back of your throat, cursing under his breath as he held you in place, spilling into your mouth. Jake watched in awe as you gulped him down without a problem, savoring every last drop. He shuddered as he pulled you from his cock with an incredulous stare, “I don’t think anybody could ever compare to you…” He caught the pained expression on your face as you silently prayed for your own orgasm, “Let her have it, Sammy.” His thumb just barely ghosted over your lip when Sam was yanking you up by your arms.

“You’re so close, babe. Just let me have it.” He was in your ear, speaking through grunts as he slammed into you.

The sound of your cries was drowned out by the blood thrumming through your ears as the tension finally broke, “Sammy. Oh fuck, Sammy…” You choked out the words despite the fire spreading through your entire body, “God, I-” Your words were cut off by the flooding gush that forced Sam out of your cunt.

“No fucking way…” Sam kept a tight grip around your torso as he gaped at the puddle on the floor. He stared in awe for a couple more seconds before letting you drop to the bed to grasp your hips. He slid his cock back into you, only getting a few thrusts in before he was inevitably filling you with his release, muttering mindlessly through his heaving breaths. He carefully slipped out of you, watching his seed leak out, before Jake was distracting him.

“Sam, don’t let go of her! She’s gonna-” He was rushing to pull you onto the bed before your legs buckled beneath you. He tugged you against him, holding you close as he looked at your tired eyes, “She’s fucking spent, man. Go get something to clean her up…and a towel for the floor.”

Sam yanked his shirt over his head, giving it to his brother, “Put her in this. I’ll steal a pair of boxers from Josh’s room.” He waited for Jake to pull the shirt over your head, buttoning his jeans back up, before heading out of the room.

“You okay, baby? We didn’t go too far, did we?” He got your arms through the sleeves as you shook your head with a soft hum and your eyes started to close, “You’re tired, I know… Just wait until Sammy gets back with a washcloth and then we can go straight to sleep, pretty girl.” Your legs were still trembling as you curled into him and he rubbed gentle circles on your back.

Sam came barreling back into the guest room, tripping over his own feet, “I grabbed her some water, I think she lost a lot.” He said it with a chuckle as he dropped a towel over the mess you’d made and climbed onto the bed with the rag, “Here, babe, let me see.” He pushed your legs apart, making quick work of wiping you down, taking extra care around your sensitive bits, “Okay, can you just lift a little bit for me, Y/N?” You watched through barely opened eyes as he dropped the cloth on top of the towel and slid the stolen boxers over your legs. You lifted your hips with Jake’s help, allowing Sammy to secure the waistband in its proper place.

“Alright, baby.” Jake broke away from you to climb off the bed, prompting his younger brother to do the same, “We’re gonna let you rest.” He made sure you were nestled snug into the pillows before pulling the duvet over you.

You felt Sam press his lips to your temple and reached for him before he could pull away, “Stay with me. Both of you.” Your voice was raspy, riddled with sleep already, “Please.” You tugged on his hand, dragging him to lay down with you. Once you felt Sam settle in, you held your hand out to Jake, “Jakey…” You mewled, coaxing him towards you. He finally took your hand, sliding into the blankets beside you. Fully enveloped in the warmth of your two favorite boys, you started to drift, sleep taking you fast.

You felt your body relax into the mattress, the last thing you heard as your consciousness slipped away was Sammy’s voice, laced with an arrogant pride, “I made her fucking squirt, Jake.” . . . . .

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st6rrrs · 4 months

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YOUR BEST FRIENDS BROTHER - RAFE CAMERON X FEMALE READER

SUMMARY: for the longest you had an crush on rafe cameron aka Sarah's brother but you couldn't date your best friends brother and besides he didn't notice you anyway... well until one night

WARNINGS: 18+, age gap, smut, non con/dub con?, dark! rafe, swearing, choking, hair pulling, dom!rafe, virgin reader, lost of virginity, rough sex, fingering, unexperienced reader, lmk if i’m missing anything

A/N: rafe is 21 reader is 16 btww!!!

also this is short

Sarah had invited you over so you guys could hang out and watch movies. Sarah's dad, stepmom, and little sister had to go to the Bahamas for her dads work for the weekend. Sarah and rafe didn't have to go so they stayed.

rafe has never been nice to you like ever. he always calls you names like bitch, slut, virgin mary, whore, innocent slut, etc. so you can say he isn't very fond of me.

"so what are we gonna watch?" Sarah ask "maybe comedy?"

"nah I like horror better"

"but im in an mood to laugh" Sarah explained

"okay then what about a horror comedy" you secretly loved horror comedies more than horror but you would never attempt that.

"oh yeaa" Sarah said as you laughed at her

"im gonna go get the snacks i'll be right back"

you said while hopping off her bed and exiting the room. as you walked down the stairs you heard something coming from rafe's room so being the nosy person you are you walk back up the stairs and slowly tip toe to his room door and you put your ear to the door.

you hear moaning and groaning you were scared you thought he was hurt so you quickly opened the door concerned and you see rafe laying down on his bed jerking off. he quickly pulls the covers over him

"what the fuck yn get out" rafe yells

You were shocked you quickly shut the door and ran down stairs, what the hell did you just witness. you tried to get the imagine of rafe's long cock out of your head. You opened the cabinet too look for the popcorn when you felt a strong hand grip your shoulder spinning you around.

"you know its not lady like to enter somebody's room without knocking"

it was rafe, he seemed overly calm... weird.

''i-i thought you w-were hurt."

he laughs slowly and looks you up and down. you take a deep breath to calm yourself down

"you might be a virgin but i know your not stupid princess"

he smirks

"wait..." "was my dick the first one you ever seen before"

he smirks once again, you were too embarrassed to answer that question so you looked down to the floor.

he grabbed your face really hard probably bruising it forcing you too look him in the eye.

"answer. the. question." rafe said "i don't like being ignored y/n."

he looked angry. you were scared to find out what would happen if u didn't answer his question so u did.

"y-yes" you stuttered

he chuckles and lets go oh your face which is most likely bruised now

"holy shit"

"rafe just fuck off okay jeez. every time you see me you don't have to remind me that im still a virgin."

you say as you turn around and grab the popcorn and putting it in the microwave. thats when feel something pocking your lower back.

"no ew rafe stop" you move away from him

"fine, fine"

he says putting his hands up in the air like he's surrendering and walking back up the stairs to his room.

you sigh of relief and grab the popcorn out of the microwave, pour it in a bowl and go back up stairs to Sarah's room.

"hey im back i got popcorn"

"finally you took forever" she laughs

"yea umm your brother wouldn't leave me only."

"just ignore him he's an ass to everyone" sarah says while shrugging

you guys ended up watching scary movie 2. after the movie yall soon fell asleep.

you woke up around midnight you looked over at Sarah she was sound a sleep so sneakily you got out of bed to get some water from the kitchen while you were walking down the stairs you felt a large hand wrap around your figure and put a hand over your mouth so you wouldn't scream.

it was rafe.

"stop moving"

he whispered in your ear but you still tried to wiggle your way out of his grip. he drags you to his room and throws you on the floor locking the door.

"oww what the fuck is wrong with you"

you say almost immediately getting up running over to rafe to try and unlock the door but before you can reach it he grabs you by your hair

"i told you to stop moving" "i don't like disobedience"

"oww rafe stop your hurting me"

he throws you onto the bed back first and pulls off your shorts and underwear and gets onto of you. you tried to scream but he puts his hand over your mouth.

he takes his time pulling your tank top and bra off. you tried to scream but it was muffled due to rafe's hand. Once your tank top and bra is off he started sucking your right nipple.

you didn't want this.

you tried to tell yourself over and over again but you knew it was a lie, what kind of best friend would you be hooking up with your best friends brother.

you moaned, you couldn't help it. but you still tried to wiggle out from under him.

he stopped to take his belt off, pants, and boxers then threw them on the floor using both of his hands so you finally had an chance to say something.

"rafe stop please" you begged "sarah would never forgive you, i would never forgive you."

"i don't give a shit yn, ill do whatever the fuck i want to you and you cant do anything about it"

"rafe please stop im a virgin remember" you pleaded

"oh i remember, i'll be gentle" he said the last part sarcastically

at this point you were straight up sobbing pleading him to stop but you knew it was too late when he felt the head of his cock at your entrance.

he pushed himself into you and he wasn't gentle at all he started thrusting into at a very fast speed.

it wasn't pleasant at all it hurt like hell, he was painfully stretching you out. it was very overwhelming

“God, your so tight.” Rafe grunts, slamming into you at a rate that will leave you sore for days.

i moaned and screamed tears coming out my eyes as he kept going faster and harder.

“Be good and take me.”

As he worked you closer and closer to the end, he squeezed your neck chocking you.

he never let up on his speed or brutality

You finished around him hard and heavy, your limbs becoming pathetically weak.

As you came down from your high His hands tightened around your neck harder as he fucked himself into you, harder and harder, until he was coming, too.

part 2 ?

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thewordypeach · 1 year

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pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader word count: 2.8k warnings: explicit 18+ smut!!!! unprotected p in v, oral (cunnilingus… and anilingus), masturbation, implied dom, no use of y/n. summary: you can't sleep. joel helps out. author's note: so, umm... i never post my writing but lately, i've been wanting to contribute to the happiness of thirsty smut readers. so here it is - my debut. a Joel Miller fic <3 ~*~ also i'm sorry that the summary is so bad, i'm terrible at them. and i'll try to fix up my warnings cos i'm totally new to this but *most definitely, this is an 18+ story*!!! p.s. it is untitled as of right now

In the early days, you used to go scouting with Joel. You thought you were strong. You thought you could handle it; you forced yourself to understand that this was how it needed to be from now on. But seeing the ruin of the country you grew up in was devastating. It tore you to pieces and shattered your already broken heart into nothingness. You spent the following weeks in bed, crying your eyes out, feeling utterly hopeless, and praying for death.

One morning, after a particularly rough week, you woke up in a different bed. In Joel’s bed. His body slept next to yours, his hand resting on your arm. It was the first time, in a long time, that you felt something other than sadness. You never got an explanation and Joel carried on as if it was normal for him to be waking up next to you.

At first, the change was subtle. The tiniest things that Joel did, you almost didn’t register them. In your haze of depression, it took you a long time to realize what he was doing. Sometimes he would give you the first and last bite of his meal, sometimes he would touch your hair and sweep it away from your face. He began refusing your company on scouting missions, leaving you by yourself. You hated it but you hated going out there more.

So you would wait. Waiting was the hardest thing to do. You would be an anxious mess, waiting for him to return. You would soon learn that Joel always came back. Always. No matter what, he would come back. And every time he did, you would throw your arms around him and squeeze him oh so tight. Joel was complacent and never complained about the embrace.

This became a routine for the two of you. He would leave and you would stay. He would come back and you would hug him. And at night, when you were feeling lost, your heart filled with despair, Joel would grab your hand and bring you to bed with him.

For months, nothing transpired beyond this.

Until one night, you found yourself missing your husband. You were aching for his touch. You thought it was wrong to think of your dead husband in a sexual way, but you also realized that this was the first time, in a long time, that you felt horny. Something you didn’t think was possible anymore. Of course, you were in Joel’s bed and he was already asleep. You were jealous because sleep came so easily to him.

You heaved a sigh and closed your eyes, waiting for Mr. Sandman to bring you a dream. But instead, lewd thoughts flooded your mind and your core ached. You flexed your thighs, repeatedly squeezing them together, desperate for the horniness to stop. You thought, 'Not right now!'

However, the urge in your body was strong. Undeterred. You sucked in a deep breath and opened your eyes to glance over at the man next to you. You listened to his soft, little snores and watched the steady rhythm of his chest. You knew Joel was a light sleeper, so you thought carefully of your options. If you left the bed, you risked waking him up and what would you tell him? That you were going to the other room to rub one out?

The thought of admitting that to Joel made your face flush with embarrassment. However, this thought was quickly replaced with does Joel get horny too? And if so, how does he deal with it? Because he's never really alone. You realized that maybe because of his age, the urge to masturbate stopped and maybe Joel was impotent, and he couldn't get erections anymore -

You stopped.

This was dangerous to think about. You were overstepping a boundary with these dirty thoughts and you could potentially ruin your entire friendship with Joel. Your eyebrows furrowed together - was this friendship? Or was this something more? It was confusing because while Joel was somewhat affectionate, he was equally as cold and distant. The tender moments were few, and far apart. But they were there and you saw Joel trying. You saw the effort he put towards keeping you sane and surely, he must have a reason for it.

As the minutes ticked by, your thoughts drifted back to your husband, and you couldn't help but compare him to Joel. They had their similarities but in the end, they were totally different. Your husband was a skilled surgeon and Joel was a contractor. Yet, in some ways, Joel's rugged hands reminded you of the precision with which your husband wielded a scalpel.

The comparison didn't last long because a vulgar pornographic fantasy began to unfold inside your mind. Unable to resist, you carefully lowered your hand and dipped your fingers beneath the waistband of your pajama pants. You grazed the wet spot on your panties that had been steadily growing over the last hour. A sharp exhale escaped from your mouth and your eyes snapped over. Joel was still asleep, his chest rising and falling - completely oblivious.

Moving slowly, you pressed your clit through the fabric and slowly rubbed it with delicate precision. You knew your body well and you knew exactly what it was going to take to get you off. The touch felt good. Really good. But you thought it could be better, way better. Without delay, you slipped your fingers into your panties and cupped your fuzzy mound.

Meanwhile, your other hand began kneading your plump breast; your fingers twisting your nipple until it was hard. You closed your eyes and thoughts of your husband ravishing your body took over. Your fingers glided through the slick wetness, vigorously teasing your clit and tight hole until a fire began to burn inside your core.

Slowly but surely, Joel replaced the thoughts of your husband. You pictured Joel's scowling face as he demanded you to cum for him. Sinking your teeth into your bottom lip, you suppressed a moan that was threatening to spill.

You imagined how frustrated Joel would get with your disobedience and how he would take over: he’d push your fingers aside and demand that you to listen to him before plunging his tongue deep inside your cunt, licking and sucking until you were cumming -

A fiery jolt shot through your stomach and reached out to zap every inch of your body. Your toes curled with delight and a low moan escaped from your lips. The release was intense and quick. The orgasm afterglow kept you in a hazy bliss. Your once tense body relaxed into the mattress and you sighed, trying to remember what you were so worried about when it hit you - you could no longer hear the soft, little snores. With your hand still in your pants, your eyes peeled open and found that Joel was awake, and gazing sleepily at you.

“Can’t sleep?” Joel rasped out, shifting his body closer to yours. You blushed crimson. You were too embarrassed to answer.

Joel pressed, “Hmm?”

“Uh, yeah. Something like that…” You murmured, twisting your body so that your back was now facing Joel. You took this opportunity to take your hand out of your pants, wiping the wetness of your sex onto the sheet below you.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Joel inquired as he engulfed you in his arms, bringing your back to rest against his chest. His warm breath touched the nape of your neck. It sent a shiver down your spine.

Surprised by his affection, you cleared your throat, “I - I,”

Joel wiggled his hips into yours, pressing his stiffening arousal against your ass. You swallowed hard as he continued to nuzzle his face into your neck. He hummed against your soft skin, "You were thinking about me, weren't you?"

“N…no,” You attempted to lie but Joel didn’t appreciate it. Placing his hand on your hip, he pushed your stomach down into the mattress. He swung his leg over yours and straddled you from behind.

Joel brought his chest down to rest against your back and lowered his mouth to your ear, “I’m going to ask once more, were you thinking of me when you came?”

“Y-yes, Joel.” You admitted softly, “I was.”

“Mmhmm, tell me about it,” He instructed.

Reluctantly, you told him, “I pictured you eating my pussy with that stupid fucking scowl of yours-” A low groan replaced your words because Joel began grinding his cock against your ass. The friction felt amazing.

“Is that it?” He asked, sounding doubtful. “No thoughts of my cock?”

Joel sounded a bit hurt. You thought it was cute. You softly told him, “I didn’t manage to get that far…”

“Oh,” He grumbled and nipped at your ear lobe. It sent your brain into horny overdrive. “Do you usually think of me when you cum?”

You ignored his question and huffed with frustration because your pussy was throbbing for him and if he was going to fuck you, he’d better do it now. You attempted to wiggle out of his grasp but his strength easily overpowered you. You whimpered, “Joel, please -”

You didn’t have to say another word because Joel tugged your pajamas off. You tried to roll over but Joel was quick and he kept you on your stomach. He hiked your hips up and firmly planted your knees on the mattress, displaying them apart for better access. Joel peeled off your panties and pushed his nose into your sex. You hissed in surprise.

As Joel inhaled your tantalizing scent, his chest unleashed a deep and animalistic moan. His tongue dodged out and licked your pussy, dragging it upwards until it met your puckered asshole. You gasped at the sensation of his swirling tongue against such a taboo body part. He started lapping at your pussy and asshole, savouring the taste. He listened as you moaned and begged, your words coming out as incoherent sentences.

He didn’t stop eating until your pussy was soaked, and weeping with happiness. Joel pulled down his pants and his cock bobbed out, precum leaking from the tip. He grabbed his thick shaft and pressed the head of his cock against your pussy, dragging it between your slick, wet lips. The movement incited feral moans from both of you.

Once he was happy with the thick layer of pussy juice coating his cock, Joel pushed it inside your tight cunt. You whined noisily as you stretched around his girth. You said his name, over and over, until his entire length was inside. Your lungs were gasping for air and your fingers were gripping the sheets below you. Tears of pleasure almost burst forth because it had been so long since your pussy had been this full.

He stayed still, letting you get used to his size. He started to slowly rock his hips, humming out, “Mmm, bet you didn’t imagine it being this big, huh?”

You shook your head, mewling. You couldn’t form proper words. You were already cock drunk on him and Joel hadn’t even moved yet. At a glacial pace, Joel pulled out, leaving your pussy feeling empty and hollow. He shoved his cock back in. Your pussy swallowed his entire length with such ease that he couldn't help but moan at the sensation. He did this several more times. Each time you cried out as an orgasm built inside you.

Without warning, Joel pulled away causing you to whimper. But moments later, he was flipping you onto your back. Your eyes flickered down - you couldn’t help it. You desperately wanted to see Joel’s cock. It was big, really big; you thought this size only existed in pornos. Joel saw your eyes widen with surprise at the sight of his gift and he grinned wolfishly as he climbed on top, pinning you down again.

“Do you see something you like?” He teased. His silky voice caught you by surprise and you looked into his eyes. The cold cynicism had been replaced with lusty desire. You wanted to say something but he quickly caught your lips with his, effectively shutting you up.

As he licked the crevices of your mouth, his arm pushed your legs apart and he sunk his heavy body between them. Joel ran the head of his cock against your slit and with a single thrust, he entered. He moaned into your mouth and you moaned into his. You quickly snaked your arms around his neck, eager to keep him close.

He pumped in and out, slow at first because he liked the impatience etched upon your face then you gave him this sexy, little pout that sent him into a frenzy. His pace quickened into an unsteady rhythm of hard, shallow thrusts. Your moaning became urgent and your breathing became laboured. Your face twisted with pleasure. Joel could tell that you were close and he would do everything to get you there.

“Are you gonna cum for me?” He asked, chest heaving. You tried to answer but the words were caught in the back of your throat, you could only nod in response. You were deliriously high from the ecstasy of Joel mercilessly fucking you.

“Cum for me,” Joel ordered. He was trying to get you to cum first. But your delicious moans mixed with the crude sounds of your wet pussy would have him exploding any minute now. He accelerated his thrusts, driving his body into yours, somehow fucking you harder than before.

“Cum for me,” His voice was raspy but still demanding. Joel slipped his hand between your bodies and tweaked your swollen clit with his fingers. Your pussy clenched around his cock - a sign that you were almost there.

“Fuckkkk,” You drawled out, breathlessly. Your eyes shuttered close. The carnality of it all made you wish that this would never end. You wanted Joel to fuck you until the world ended - again.

“Look at me,” He hissed, “Look at me when you cum,”

Obediently, you opened your eyes and peered at Joel. His fingers rolled around your clit once more but it was the appearance of his stupid fucking scowl that gave your body the final push, shoving you over the edge. You shuddered as sparks of pleasure set your body on fire.

“Joel, I’m cumming - m’mm cumming!!!” You called out, gripping his strong arms. But Joel already knew because your eyes had rolled into the back of your head and the walls of your pussy were flexing around his cock, coaxing him to cum. The sensation was enough for him to be raptured and his orgasm quickly trailed after yours.

Locking your legs around his waist, you kept him there as his cock twitched and emptied inside your pussy. Joel dropped his body onto yours and buried his face in the crook of your neck. Both of you were breathing hard, chests rising and falling together as you slowly drifted back down to earth.

You laid there, bodies fitting together like a puzzle piece, for what felt like forever. You were convinced Joel had fallen asleep and as you were about to ask if he was okay, Joel rolled off. He kept his face nuzzled against your neck and snuggled into the side of your body as he draped the forgotten blanket around the two of you.

Joel kissed your shoulder, softly cooing, “Sweet dreams,”

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dirtybitfic · 3 months

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ROAD TRIP PT.2

(Touching , teasing ,dirty talk , dom-Matt, smutt , chocking,slapping,use of names like ma,mama,slut,daddy)

(Playing in the background of this scene)

“If I touch you will you will you be a good girl and stay quite for me”

“Ye-yes Matt I promise”

Good girl now spread your legs for me

I spread my legs as side as they would go giving him access to my soaked core that was just begging for him to touch it.

Good girl Fuck your wet

Ma-Matt what if someone sees you

We’re on backroads going 60 I don’t think anyone is gonna be paying that much attention if they pass us

Yeah I guess your right

Take your thing off for me

Oh-okay

I was even more scared now that someone would see me fully bare for him spread out like this but honestly I wanted him to touch me more.

Good girl Fuck do you always get that wet ma

I umm idk

Fuck your so gorgeous

As much as I’m loving this you have to keep your eyes on the road

He looks at me once more before turning his attention to the road as he moves his slender fingers to my clit rubbing small circles

F-Fuck Matt mmmh

That feel good ma

Yes Matt Fuck

He inserts two fingers in me causing me to gasp

Oh f-Fuck Matt feels so good

Such a good girl for me letting me touch you like this

Mmm Fuck Matt I’m gonna cum

Yeah you wanna cum mama

Yes Fuck oh I wanna cum so bad

Beg for it

He says as he curls his fingers and starts moving his hand faster making me get even closer to my orgasm.

F FUCK MATT PLEASE PLEASE LET ME CUM

Fuck you sound so hot when you beg so pathetically cum in my fingers mama

FU-FUCK MATT IM GONNA CUM

Come on ma give it to me I wanna hear your pretty cries as you cum on my fingers

FUCK M-MATT IM CUMMING MMMM FUCK FUCK

That’s it good fucking girl

Jesus Fuck Matt I said gripping his arm so he would stop thrusting them into me .

God he was so fingers I can’t even imagine how good he is with his mouth and dick but I hope I find out.

He pulls his fingers out of me and put them r his mouth and sucks my juices off of them causing me to moan it was just so fucking hot

Mmm your so sweet god if we weren’t in the car I’d be devouring that Pussy right now

Oh really what else would you be doing to me if we weren’t in this car. I said seductively

Mmm your just gonna have to wait to find out

Fuck . How long do we have left

About uhhhh 15 hours.

What the fuck you know I actually really hate road trips. We should have flown there

Aww but then we wouldn’t have all this alone time

Yeah true but maybe these 15 hours will go by REALlyyy quicklyyy

Yeahhhh it definitely won’t feel like an eternity . He says smiling at me making me smile.

Are we planning on stopping to sleep for the night or are we just gonna drive all the way there

No we’re stopping in about an hour since it’s getting late I found a stop where you can park over night and we’ll sleep there

Okay

Started playing as we sat in comfortable silence after I got my underwear back on and sat back with Matt’s hand rubbing small circles on my thigh.

The hour went by fast and we reached the stop no one else was there which surprisingly I was happy about made me feel a little safer about sleeping there.

Me and Matt ran into the bathroom area to brush our teeth and go to the bathroom before we headed back to the car to start getting ready to go to bed . Matt put the back seats down and he

Laid out the blankets and pillows he brought so we would sleep more comfortably.

Alright ready to go to sleep I’m exhausted?

Yeah I’m fucking tired

It was about 1 am at this point and I could feel my eyes getting heavy I know he must be tired from driving so long..

Can we cuddle I’m a little creeped out right now

Of course gorgeous and yeah I’m a little creeped out too

Matt cuddles into me . Me being small spoon his being big .

Goodnight y/n

Goodnight Matt

We bought dozed off pretty quickly since we were so tired.

-skip 8 hours of sleep

I woke up and was blinded by the sun I looked over at Matt I guess we moved around in our sleep since Matt was sprawled out with his arms over his head and his face was facing me but he looked so fucking hot he was shirtless and I could see his cut v-line making my mouth water. I also couldn’t help but smile at how cute he looked as he slept peacefully. Today I’ll be driving the rest of the 15 hours we have left to be honest i’m dreading it but it’s only fair since he drove all day yesterday. I looked for my phone so I could check what time it was when my phone load up I saw it. It was about 12 in the afternoon. I didn’t think we’d sleep for that long, but I’m not mad about it. We needed good rest for getting through the rest of this road trip. I decided to wake up mad because I really had to pee and I didn’t wanna go alone.

Hey Matt wake up I gotta pee

Hmm what he said in a husky morning voice making my stomach tumble and my pussy to flutter .

I said wake up I gotta pee

God what time is it

Twelve

Dayummm we got some good sleep let me put my shirt on then we can go to the bathrooms

Okay . I usually sleep with no pants but it got so cold in here last night I had to wear some

He put his shirt on and we got out of the car locking it and heading to the bathrooms .

I went pee ran some cold water over my face and then walked out meeting Matt . As we were heading back to the car Matt went to the drivers seat .

Matt wait I’m driving today

No no it’s fine I want to drive

Are you sure I can drive you don’t have to ! You drive the whole day yesterday

No I promise I’m good to drive just sit and relax

Alright I mean I’m not complaining but just let me know if you get tired and wanna switch

I will now get in we got a long road ahead of us

Ugh let’s get these 15 hours over with

We started driving as we listened to frank ocean, kid cudi, Mac miller and the killers.

So uh what you feeling today

What do you mean

Like uh feeling frisky like yesterday or

Not right now no why

No reason just asking

Hmm okayyy

So do you wanna just chill when we get to the cabin . We could just unpack settle in and make a fire and watch some movies

Yeah that sounds good to me I mean we have three weeks to do shit there so you know we don’t have to go crazy our first night or even our second night

Alright yeah let’s lay low tonight and tomorrow we are gonna have to get dinner though and stop by the store for some groceries at some point

True I’ll look for a place to eat when we get close and we can just stop in our way in

Sounds good but uh anything sound good for lunch

Yeah I kinda really what chick fil a

Okay I’ll put in a stop on directions for the next one

Okay also how does Italian sounds for dinner

That’s sounds great to me

Okay cool I’ll call real quick to make sure we won’t need a reservation

*Call to restaurant*

Okay we don’t need to make a reservation we’re good

Alright sounds good

I cant stop looking at Matt he’s just so mesmerizing his hair is so fluffy his eyes are so blue his lips are so pink and perfect I just want to his him and his neck is just mmm god I wanna put hickeys all over it every-time he swallows my stomach flutters a little the way his Addams apple bobs makes me hot idk why but I’m weirdly attracted to prominent Adams apples just something about em you know.

Hey you good

What oh oh yeah sorry

Your good you were just staring really hard at my neck so I wanted to make sure you were good

Oh yeah sorry I was just looking at your adams apple

What why hahah

I don’t know I just think they are hot

Oh really he says with a smirk

Yeah idk why but I do

Interesting

I just laughed a little at his confused but intrigued face.

Matt tells me we’re getting off on the next exit for chick fill a so I went ahead and places a mobile order for us so we could get in and out quickly.

We got our food and kept on driving .

Damn I didn’t realize how hungry I really was

Yeah you demolished that shit

Yeah I know I’m shocked I’ve never finished a meal that fast

Real

I smiled at him and started playing one of our favorite songs and we started singing along to Justin’s verse since it’s the best part.

So uhh I was thinkin

Okay what about

Just how wet for me you were yesterday

Oh uh ye-yeah

Have you ever you know thought about me doing stuff like that to you before

Oh uhhh yeah I guess yeah

How much

Umm a lot I guess

Oh really any of those times been when I’m with you

I mean yeah I guess you know sometimes when I sit on your lap at party’s or when you look at me a specific way or even at sleepovers when we share a bad

Mmmm he says in a thinking tone

Why have you thought about me like this before

Oh trust me over done more than just think about it

Ohhh so you touch yourself and think of me is what your saying

No what I’m saying is the thoughts I have if you are the reason I touch myself

Mmm that’s hot

Really

Yeah

Oh well then

You remember that guy James who I had a little thing with a couple months ago

Yeah why?

You wanna know the reason we broke it off

Yeah i guess

I accidentally moaned your name instead of his when he was Fucking me and might I say he was doing a really bad job

Holy shit that’s funny you did nottt

Yep I sure did and he got so mad he slapped me and told me to never talk to him again

Damn

Yeah I thought it was pretty funny if I don’t say so my self

No yeah that’s fucking funny but also really hot to know you were thinking of me when another guy was fucking you

Oh yeah

Yeah

Hmm

Hmmm

I also have a dildo I pretend is you sometimes

Oh fuck

That caused Matt to shift in his seat and I couldn’t help but notice the huge bulge in his sweatpants.

Ooh someone is getting a lil excited

Oh shut up it’s you fault

So if it’s my fault I should probably fix it huh

Oh yeah I mean idk road head seems pretty dangerous

Yeah but I would make you feel so good I say as I run my hand over his bulge causing his breathe to hitch.

Oh Fuck okay fine

I smile as I unbuckle and bend over the middle console and untie his sweats and pull them down till his dick pops out and FUCK ME ITS BIIIIIIG.

LIKE BIIIIIIG BIIIG.

I kinda had a feeling he was big but god damn this is more than I imagined .

Fuck Matt your huge

Well are you gonna sit and stare or are you gonna be a good girl and fucking suck it

Mmm idk I might sit here and stare for a bit

I said laughing a little afterwards at his reaction he gave me a death stare and tightened his hands in the wheel.

I slowly bring my mouth down to his tip and kiss it causing Matt’s breathe to hitch I slowly bring his dick into my mouth and fuck my life I’m already gagging on not even half of him he’s so thick that my mouth feels like it’s slowly tearing at the sides but I power through. I start bobbing my head on what’s in my mouth and bringing my hand s down in what I can’t fit. I gagging and drooling all over his dick as I suck faster and harder causing Matt to let out small whimpers and moans that are driving me crazy.

Come on ma I know you can take more in your mouth

I shook my head no at him there is no way I can fit more .

Yes you fucking can if you won’t do it I’ll make you

I pull my head off him for a second so I can talk

Don’t you fucking dare push my head down Mathew or I swear to god

I go back down to sucking him in running my tongue across the vain on the bottom when all the sudden he starts thrusting into my mouth causing me to gag and choke .

Tears are streaming down my face and grab his thigh trying to stop him from thrusting into me but he didn’t budge instead he grabs my hair and forces me to hold my head onto him while he thrusts deeper causing me to deep throat at-least half of him .

Mmmm you look so hot struggling on my dick ma

His words cause me to moan and suck harder bringing him closer to finishing.

Fuckk ma your so fucking good taking me like a good girl

I moan again and feel his hips stutter and his dick twitch in my mouth he lets go of my head letting me come up I start sucking on his tip causing him to moan loudly he sounds so hot that it makes me moan around him . The vibrations from my moan send him over the edge as he came in my mouth.

I swallow but continue sucking him having a newfound confidence I take him down my throat.

FUCK Y/n st-stop I already c-came ma

I come up from him with a smile on my face proud of the work I just did .

God your so fucking beautiful ,all fucked out from ducking my dick

Mmm yeah yeah but seriously Matt your huge my jaw hurts so bad right now

Ehh you’ll be fine drama queen

Fuck you

Oh trust me you will

No way that’s fitting in me

Oh really

Mhm I haven’t had sex in like a year and a half it’s gonna take a lot of 4 play to even get that shit in

Well lucky for you I love 4play I’ll make you cum so many times it’ll slide right in

Oh yeahhh okay Matt whatever you say

What don’t believe me

No guy has made me cum even once so have fun trying to do it multiple times

Seriously no one made you cum even once what the fuck

Nope

Have they even tried

Yeah until they get bored and stop or they just cum to quickly and Don’t even try to make me cum after most guys just care about them cumming and not me

Well don’t worry I’m not like that at all

Oh really and what makes you so different

I thrive off making a girl cum and I last pretty long so

Oh yeah and what’s “long “ to you

2 hours sometimes three

Damn

What haha

Nothing that’s just a long time

Yeah but at-least it means I’m not cumming in 10 and leaving you laying there wanting more

Yeah I guess that’s true I don’t think I’ve had sex longer than 30 minutes

Really?

Yeah like I said most guys don’t last very long

Hmm maybe your Pussy is just so good they can’t help themselves

Oh yeah for sure that’s it

We both laughed and I turned up the song that’s started playing.

God I love this song

Yeah it’s good I’ve heard you okay it a couple times

Yeah it’s my hyper fixation song right now

What makes you like it so much

Well I love background beat it just makes you wanna sway around you know how I love making a whole movie scene in my head to songs

Yeah and I love hearing about em

Really you do

Yeah what’s yours for this song

Well It feels kinda like a Halloween song with the background music so I envision a girl in the woods like a party in the woods with rave lights and stars and the moon shining and she’s just standing around in a crowed of people dancing by a fire pit and she just swaying her hips running her hands over her body and then a guy walks up to her and asks if he can dance with her and she says yes cause he’s like the most beautiful guy she’s ever seen so she turns around and they sway together and he runs his hands over her sides and up to her neck making her arch her head into his chest kinda like in the crook of his neck as he whispers things into her ear.

Wow you make all this up in your head to a 2 minute song

Yeah I’m very imaginative

You don’t say but you really set the scene I could see it playing in my head as you explained

Good I’m glad I explained it well

Oh yeah perfectly explained

We both smiled at each other I started to feel like I had to pee so I told him and he said he looks for the next stop we only had about 5 hours left of our drive which was exciting.

We stopped to pee then got back on the road

Okay let’s make a list of things we need from the store

Okay ummm we’ll need stuff to cook for breakfast

Okay maybe some pancake mix and chocolate chips , bacon , fruit, some chips , hot chocolate mix and coffee, some type of sodas and then we can figure out some stuff that we can cook for dinner a couple nights .

Sounds good to me

Alright got a list well go after dinner yeah

Yep sounds good

I decided to take a nap the rest of the drive

I got woken up by a light tapping on my cheek

Hey y/n wake up we’re at the restaurant

Hmmm what

We’re at the restaurant sweetheart

Oh okay let me out my shoes on

Yeah your gonna want to out on a jacket to it’s snowing

Ugh already

Yeah but it looks so pretty

I got my shoes on and we went in and got sat at our table.

We ate our food pretty fast since we haven’t eaten anything but snacks in the car

We got back in the car and went to the store to get all the shut we needed which was a lot just incase we got snowed in for a couple days.

We reached the Airbnb after about a 30 minute ride.

We got out and started unloading or stuff we started unpacking the groceries into the fridge and I couldn’t help but get distracted by the kitchen it was literally like my dream kitchen.

I decided to go check out the rest of the house since Matt said he got the bags and didn’t want me to get covered in snow.

The staircase was even fucking cool. I kept going up until I reached the second floor there was a small room to the left and then two big doors at the end I guessed it was the master room and walked in .

What the fuck first it’s huge and the bed is right by the window making it feel cozy but dark.

I take a look around and look for the place to put unpack my clothes. I didn’t see a dresser so I took that as there has to be a closet . I look to the left and see a big door guessing it’s either the bathroom or closet . I go to open it and wow .

Just wow I mean it’s amazing how they designed this place .

I cant wait to shower in there honestly it’s cool asf.

I go back out so I can actually find the closet when I hear Matt call my name .

Y/N YOU GOTTA COME SEE THIS.

COMING. WAIT WHERE ARE YOU.

THE BASEMENT LEVEL

OKAY IM COMING

I ran back down the stairs as fast as I could

When I reached the basement level I called for Matt

IM IN HERE ALL THE WAY DOWN THE HALL

OKAY IM COMING

I followed where he said he was and…

OMG coolest shit I’ve ever seen i audibly gasped

This is so fucking COOL

I know right he says smirking at me

matt came around me hugging me from the back holding tightly

Matt.. what are you doing

nooooothingggg

all the sudden he picked me up I knew damn well what he was going to do

MATHEW BERNARD I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU THR-

all the sudden im submerged into the warm water mind you FULLY FUCKING CLOTHED

I come up to the surface couching then glaring at matt

MATT WHAT THE FUCK

YOU USED MY MIDDLE NAME THATS WHAT YOU GET

I got an idea I smiled up at him swimming to the edge

can you at least help me out of here

yeah fine he says putting his hand out to me I reach and then yank on it pulling him in

I laugh to myself as I watch him flip into the water

he comes up for air coughing

OH YOUR DEAD

OH YEAH COME GET ME THEN

I said starting to swim way from him to the other end only to get pulled back by my foot

your not getting away that easily princess

the name giving me butterflies as he pulls me into him .

matt let go

mmm no

ugh I huff out trying to get out of his grip

starting to regret your decisions hmm

nope

well your about to he says before yanking my shirt over my head exposing my tits to him.

fuck mama your tits are so nice

oh shut up suddenly he starts sucking on my left nipple sending my head back and a moan slips out of my mouth.

he keeps sucking then moving to my right sucking and biting at it making me a moaning mess. he moves to by neck sucking harshly definitely leaving marks.

mmm fuck matt

yeah you like when I leave marks on you

mhm I whine out as I shake my head yes

he kisses up to my ear then slightly nipping at my earlobe he doesn't know but I love that shit .

I wrap my arms around his neck as I move my legs to wrap around his waist.

matt I whine out as he continues leaving marks all over my neck

he kisses up to my face and then harshly kisses me . God his lips feel so perfect on mine

I move my hands down his chest and start pulling his shirt up he disconnects our lips so I can fully pull his shirt over his head.

He comes back into the kiss and I run my nails down his torso causing him to groan into my mouth.

He moves his hands down my back to grab my ass causing me to moan into the kiss. he moves his hand to the waistband of my pants and starts pulling them down so drop my legs from around him to make it easier.

Once they are off I move my hands down to his waistband and start pulling his pants off as he helps by stepping out of them both of us left in our underwear.

lets take this up to the room mama

okay

We both swim to the stairs and start stepping out immediately being hit with cold air my nipples and boobs hardening more than I thought was possible .

I start shivering and matt notices so he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder as he starts making his way to the stairs leading back upstairs.

matt I say giggling as my body sways over his back

put me down

oh I will in a minute don't worry he says as he slaps my ass

I moan as we reach the top of the stairs and he starts walking to the room.

we enter and he throws me down onto the bed

he immediately rips my underwear off causing me to gasp.

he moves his fingers through my slit

Fuck ma your soaked

mmmm I moan out from his fingers grazing me and his words

he pushes two fingers into me causing my hand to grasp at his bicep and a load moan to escape my mouth

you sound so pretty when you moan for me ma

f-fuck matt feels so good

mmm yeah you like when my fingers are in you don't you

y-yes matt fuck

he starts thrusting them in and out faster as he moved his face in-between my legs and start sucking on my clit

FUCK MATT OH M-MY GOD

he starts sucking my clit harder as he curls his fingers hitting the perfect spot

F-FUCK MATT JUST LIKE THAT FUCK IM GONNA CUM

your gonna have to ask for permission to cum

mmm matt fuck please please

please what slut

FUCK PLEASE CAN I CUM PLEASE PLEASE

fuck you sounds so hot when you beg but yeah ma cum all over my face

F-FUCK MATT IM CUMMING MMMM MY G-GOD

good fucking girl that's it

fuck fuck I say as I come down from my high

he pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth sucking my juices off.

fuck that's hot

oh yeah? he says with a smirk

mhm I say smirking back

you know what would be even hotter

what

you calling me daddy

oh uuuuuh idk ive never really done that before

do you wanna make me happy

more than anything

then call me daddy

okay Fine ill do it

good girl he says as he grabs me by the throat bringing me into a heated wet kiss

I moan into the kiss as his other hand goes down to remove his boxers

he pulls away as he spits down onto his dick and fuck me something about it made me moan it was just so hot

you like watching me spit on my cock ma

mhm I whimper looking into his eyes

he starts to line his tip to my soaked entrance

he slowly pushes into me causing me to wince at the way he's stretching me

you okay mama he asks slightly concerned im guessing my face was showing my discomfort

mhm yeah your just stretching me the fuck out

I know ma im sorry but don't worry you'll be okay in a second

mhm I know you can keep moving

he starts pushing in more of his length causing me to whimper

fuckkk your so fucking tight

mmm fuck matt

you doing okay ma that's only half

fuck that's only half I whimper out

he chuckles out a yeah

fuck just go all the way in

are you sure

yeah -yeah ill be okay

he pushes all the way in causing a whimpery cry to escape my mouth

ive never had a guy stretch me out this much im not so used to the feeling

fuck ma your squeezing me so tight

mm fuck your so big matt

let me know when I can move

o-okay you can move

he starts slowly thrusting in and out the stretching sensation slowly going away as it morphs into pure pleasure

F-fuck your taking me so well

f-fuck matt go faster

mmm no im not going faster until I hear the word daddy leave your mouth

f-fuck daddy please go faster

good fucking girl he says as he grabs my neck and spreads up his thrusts.

MMM FUCK DADDY YOUR S-SO DEEP

yeah fuck your so fucking wet for me

F-FUCK MATT IM ALREADY SO CLOSE

yeah you wanna fucking cum

fu-fuck yes pl-please

beg for it he says gripping my throat harder

p-PLEASE DADDY FUCK CAN I CUM

yes slut you can cum cover my fucking cock

my legs start shaking as I inch closer to my orgasm

F-FUCK FUCK IM GONNA CUM

come on ma give it to me he says as he bring one hand down and starts rubbing my clit

FUCK OH MY GOD DA-DADDYYY

I scream out as I cum all over his dick

that's a good girl summing all over my cock fuck squeezing me so hard

f-fuck matt i moan as I come down from my high as he keeps fucking into me .

I start to become overstimulated from my two orgasms ive already had

f-fuck s-slow down I c-cant take it

no slut I know you fucking can now spread your legs wider

f-fuck I c-cant its to much

I wasn't fucking asking now either you do it or I do it for you he says as he slaps me across the face

I whimper as I spread my legs wider for him and move my hands to his back as he fucks into me faster

good girl your listening so well

FUCK your s-so fucking deep I c-cant take it I say as I move my hands to his hips to try and push him out

oh no no keep your fucking hands down

matt I cant take it I say as tears stream down my face from how deep he's hitting sending me even more overstimulated

he pulls out as he garbs my hair tightly causing me to whine

turn over ass up . now.

mmm no I cant

no? okay fine ill do it then he says as he grabs my hips flipping me then forcing me down by by my back to arch for him

he thrusts back in now going hard and rough hitting so deeply my legs shake and I cant stop the moans from escaping me

FUCK DADDY OH-M-MY GOD I CANT I say reaching back trying to push him out . he harshly grabs my arms holding them behind my back before he leans down to my ear.

keep your hands to . your. self im not gonna fucking tell you again he says dominantly as he slaps my ass hard causing me to buck and whine he does it 5 more times before running his hand over the hand mark soothing it.

F-FUCK DADDY OH MY GOD IM GONNA CUM

yeah you gonna cum all over my cock

yes GOD YES FUCK

give it to me mama come on

oh fuck FUCK FUCK JESUS I scream as I cum undone

good girl that's it awww look at you shaking and squirming

JESUS MATT PLEASE I CANT TAKE ANYMORE

he pulls out of me as I flop down onto my stomach ad flip over to look at his as tears stream down my face as my legs shake uncontrollably

your doing so good for me such a good girl he says stroking my face softly as I catch my breath.

he shoves two fingers into me causing me to gasp he curls them and moves them at a fast pace at this point im squirming and writhing underneath him I move my hands to his wrists begging him to stop

he grabs my arms and holds them above me as I scream moan as I feel a new high coming on

fuck you hear how wet you are for me

mhm MHMMMM FUCK DADDY

you gonna squirt for me mama I know you are I can feel you pushing into my fingers

FUCK MATT OH MY GOD I scream out as I feel my juices leaking out of me and spraying out onto the bed and matt

fuckkk good girl that's it

I start trying to move away from his hand kicking my legs becoming so overstimulated I wanna cry its painful but in a good way.

he lays down and pulls me onto his lap as he kisses me deep and possessively.

I grind down on his hard dick causing me to squirm from it rubbing my swollen and sensitive clit.

your gonna ride me baby think you can handle that

I-ill t-try

good girl lift your hips for me

I do as he says. He lines himself up to my whole and helps me sink down .

I start to try and bounce the best I can since my legs are still shaking pretty bad he helps as he keeps a firm grip on my hips lifting me up and down onto him.

fuckkkk you look so fucking hot onto of me

fuck matt m-my legs are so t-tired I c-cant

he wraps his arms around me and brings my chest to his and starts pounding into me from underneath hitting a spot that has me screaming for him

MATT MATT OH MY GOD

god- your doing so good taking me so well

I tighten around him as I squirt all over his cock and the bed

fucking shit such a good girl he says as I shake onto of him

f-fuck matt im so o-overstimulated I ca-cant take anymore

come here its okay mama ill give you a minute to calm down

I lay on his chest with his dick still in me as he rubs my back softly

I slowly start to calm down as I feel my pussy pulse around him as I start to crave him again.

you wanna flip back over baby ill go easy on you I promise

ye-yeah but I want it rough matt

are you sure I don't actually want to hurt you

I promise ill be okay so what if I won't be able to walk tomorrow its not like were going anywhere

okay mama flip over legs up on my shoulders

I slide off of him as I lay on my back and he hovers over me helping me lips my shaking legs over his shoulders.

he pushes back into me causing me to let out a load moan

fuck I love this little pussy

f-fuck matt so fucking deep

yeah you like that want it rougher baby

y-yes fuck please daddy please

he starts pounding into me hard causing me to scream out as my legs start shaking really hard .

he moves down to kiss me causing my legs to meet my chest and give him and even deeper angle

I moan into the kiss he moves his hand to my neck causing me to clench around him .

you like when I choke you don't you slut he says with a smirk on his face

mmmmmm fuck yes I love it

such a little slut for my cock aren't you

I cant even get words to come out of my mouth as he's pounding me so hard all I see is stars

answer me he spits out slapping me across the face

fuck yes im - a-slut for you fuckkkk

who's slut are you

yours fuck d-daddy all yours

such a good little slut for me god look at you shaking

f-fuck can I cum please please please

cum on my cock baby

with his words I come undone so hard my hips lift off the mattress and buck into his my eyes rolling to the back of my head as my hearing goes out for a couple seconds from how hard im cumming.

fuckkk your squeezing my cock so hard god damn

f-fcuk matt oh my god I say as my breath hitches as I come down from my high.

such a good girl for me im getting close I promise

fuck matt c-can you slap me again I say kinda hesitant.

yeah you like that

y-yes fuck please slap me

he slaps me causing me to moan loudly

fuck do it again harder

god such a little slut for me he says as he slaps me harder this causes me to cum again

fuckk such a little slut cumming from me slapping you huh

f-fuck matt

he pounded into me harder and deeper I bring by hands to his back for support scratching my nails dow deeply into his skin causing his to groan out

fuck keep doing that ma leave marks all over my back

I do as he says scratching down his back harder as his thrust start to sputter and his breathing gets heavier

fuck baby im gonna cum where do you want it

in me fuck matt fill me up

mmm fuck such a slut for me he says as his hips snap into me one last time and I feel his warm hot cum spill into me

fuck matt mmm i moan as he pulls out and I feel our mixed cum leaking out of me'

you did do good for me baby god you look gorgeous all fucked out

I smile at him as my entire body is shaking from the best fucking sex ive had in my entire life

he flops down next to me pulling me into him as he pulls the covers over us

you wanna take a nap

yes please im exhausted I just had the best sex of my life

same I don't think ill ever be able to let you go after feeling how amazing you feel

then don't let go I say smiling up at him he kisses my forehead as we both drift off to sleep.

the end.

xoxo

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Last Halloween: Chapter 14

Summary: After a tragedy involving Joel happened on Halloween one year prior, the town now shuns him while ignoring the details of the now closed case. You are seemingly the only one to offer empathy to a man the town is making out to be a monster.

Pairing: Joel x f!reader

Joel's alarm woke the two of you up the next morning and you let out a big yawn.

"Sorry," he whispered, turning it off before rolling onto his back with his eyes closed. "At least it's Friday."

"Yeah." You agreed, not yet opening your eyes as you pulled the comforter up toward your chin. "I have to be in at ten."

"It's only seven," he said quietly. "Stay in bed."

"You're going in for eight?" You asked him.

"Mmm hmm." Joel let an arm fall lazily over you and you brought his knuckles to your lips. "Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yeah." You finally let your eyes open and glanced over at him. "I was overreacting last night.. about the pumpkins."

"No, you weren't."

"I have to admit though," you told him, "I was a little sad to see them all smashed up like that after our contest."

Joel pulled you against his chest and hugged his arms around you. "We could always do a second round of carving. Double or nothing?"

You smiled. He had a way of making things better without even trying. "I guess that means the joke was on them. Because I'd love a repeat of last night."

"Is it too much to ask for your company again tonight?"

"I'm available." You grinned and shared a short series of kisses.

"I have to shower and get into work," Joel told you.

You raised your eyebrows. "Want some company?"

"Thanks for covering my shift last night," you said to your coworker, Molly, as the two of you wiped down the handful of tables scattered throughout the coffee shop.

"Oh, no worries," she insisted. "More times than not I'm dying for extra shifts. I take what I can get."

"Well, thank you."

Customers paraded in and out regularly until about noon when things began to slow down for the lunch hour. You were sure it would pick up again around two when people were in need of a mid afternoon pick-me-up.

You cleaned up some more before finally checking your phone. A smile formed on your face when you saw a text from Joel that had come in twenty minutes or so earlier.

'Thanks for washing my back this morning', the text read.

You typed something equally silly and fresh back to him and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

There was another message from a number you didn't recognize that addressed you by your first name and said simply, 'Just taking a chance and reaching out.' You partially assumed it might be Steve and didn't bother replying.

A pair of college-aged guys came in and you quickly shoved the phone back into the apron tied around your waist.

"Can I help you?" You asked the two of them with a smile.

"Umm.." the first guy in line adjusted a backwards hat as his eyes moved back and forth to read the menu board. "I'll have a medium caramel latte and a slice of the lemon bread." He added, "Please."

"You got it." Your eyes drifted toward his friend. "And for you?"

"I'll have large iced coffee with cream and sugar."

"Is that all?"

They both nodded and the first guy handed over a debit card. You completed the transaction and handed it back over. "Your order will be ready in a few minutes"

Molly began to make the latte while you tackled the iced coffee and sliced a piece lemon cake into a small baggie.

"Here you go guys." The two of you glided the beverages across the brown countertop and handed over the pastry. The guys then sat down by a table beside a cork board that full of pinned ads and cards left by local businesses in search of work.

You hadn't paid any attention to it. Not just that day, but really ever. It was just part of the wall that you walked by a hundred times without taking a second look.

But right then, as you glanced toward the two young men, you noticed something on the wall beside them. It was a pinned there to the cork board by a blue push pin.

You felt your breath catch halfway up your trachea and you walked slowly at first and then rushed the rest of the way to make sure you were seeing what you thought you were seeing.

"Hey, are you alright?" Molly asked. Her short, blond curls bounced as she hurried after you.

The customers looked in your direction when you ripped a paper off the wall and held it in front of your face before burying it against your chest.

"What is it?" Your coworker asked.

You shook your head in disbelief and then held out the green flyer in front of you again. As much as you didn't want anyone to see it, you needed someone right then to confide in. As a close, female work friend, Molly filled that void.

"Look at this." You turned it so she could see it as your hands practically shook.

"What the hell is this?" She asked, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Who put this here?" You asked. "Did anyone come in today and pin something up on that board? Before I got here?"

"I.. I don't know." She shook her head, "I got here right before you did."

"What about last night?"

Molly looked helpless for you and frowned as she continued to shake her head. "I didn't notice anyone in particular over there."

"I need a minute to think." You took a deep breath and wandered into the back by the sinks. From back there you heard one of the guys ask Molly if you were okay.

You hadn't realized you placed the flyer against your chest again until you held it out in front of you again. It was real. So were the images of you and bare-chested Joel, mid-embrace with your lips locked and eyes closed.

Beneath the picture was the caption: Find love at PsychoMeetUp.com. Below that was your name and phone number along with Joel's. Now the random text message made sense.

You knew it in your gut. The night the police came to the house after a phone call. The rustling in the patch of woods by Joel's driveway. The smashed pumpkins. It wasn't all just a coincidence.

You ripped the flyer in half and crumpled it up before throwing it angrily into a green garbage pale.

Vic. You knew it had to be him. He vowed to run you out of town and what better way than to embarrass you in such a way that felt so personal and unredeeming.

Your first thought was to go to the police, but were they even on your side? You had to try. They had to do *something*. And if not, you'd take if a step further and go to the state police. They had no ties to your small town bullshit.

"Go take care of it," Molly told you, scampering around back. "That's so messed up, I'm sorry."

"You'll be okay?"

"Don't worry about me or this place." Molly shooed you with her hands. "Go."

"Thank you, Molly." You hugged her and retrieved your purse before hurrying out the back door.

Once in your car you started typing to Joel, explaining as best as you could about what had happened. You even warned him not to go home. If someone would do this, what else were they capable of?

When he didn't immediately respond you felt your anxiety climb, but you knew he was safe at work with Ronnie for the time being. You kicked yourself for ripping up the piece of paper as you began to drive toward the police station. Still, you could tell them exactly what happened and even have Molly get the torn flyer for you if need be.

Your ringtone came through the speakers and your eyes frantically scanned the center stereo to see if it was Joel. When you saw Jessie's name instead you picked up.

"Hi, Jess." You couldn't hide the tense nature of your voice.

"Whatever you're doing, you need to sit down."

"What?"

"Can you come home? Or can I meet you somewhere? Are you at Joel's or at work?"

"I just left work."

"Okay, I'm coming to you."

"Jess-"

"Someone left something in our mailbox," she said frantically, speaking a mile a minute. "Something I think you need to see right now."

Fuck, you thought and your whole body went numb.

"Tell me it's not the green flyer."

There was a silence on the other end of the line and you knew this was bigger than you originally anticipated.

"I'm on my way to the police station," you told Jessie. "Meet me there."

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Chapter 2: Patience

Due to the nature of your living situation, you didn’t always get to wake up next to Chaewon, but it was always a treat when you did. Naturally, you woke up first as Chaewon was known to be a bit slow in the mornings. You slid out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

After returning to the bed, you lay down next to Chaewon again. The cute girl rolls over and reaches for her phone, still barely awake. She checks the time and quickly jumps up.

“Oh my god! I am so late!” she screams while running to the bathroom. “Why didn’t you wake me?!” she shouts through the door.

You sit up in the bed and start to smile, wondering when she would figure it out. Chaewon finishes brushing her teeth before running out of the bathroom wearing just her underwear.

“Darling…” you try to get her attention.

“Seriously I cannot believe you, what is the point of sleeping over if you’re not going to wake me up,” she rambles on while rummaging through her closet.

You start laughing, “Chaewon!”

She turns to you while holding some random clothes, “what is so funny?”

“Remember the conversation you and Kazuha had in the car yesterday?”

She angrily returns to the closet, “I don’t have time for this, we have an evaluation this morning.”

You stand up and walk to the closet. “Sweetheart,” you say while hugging her back. “Your instructor is ill, you don’t have an evaluation this morning.”

Chaewon freezes for a moment before dropping the clothes she was holding and turning around. “I’m so sorry,” she says while hugging you. “I completely forgot.”

You rub her back, “it’s alright, I get it.”

She holds onto you for a bit as if it brought her great comfort. “This means we have some time to kill,” Chaewon says softly. “How about we get back into bed?”

“We could do that,” you reply as you slide your hands down her back and grab two handfuls of her ass.

She giggles before running over to the bed. You follow her and slip under the bedsheets next to her. She kisses you on the mouth again before sliding under the sheets. She planted kisses all the way down your chest, spaced about an inch apart. She kept kissing lower until she reached your navel.

You lifted the sheets slightly so that you could see the top of her head. You slipped one hand down and placed it on the back of her head, getting a handful of her oreo hair. She slid a little bit lower until her mouth found the outline of your cock through your underwear. She pressed her lips to your tip and used her tongue to cover your underwear in her saliva.

All of a sudden there was a knock on the door and you quickly pulled down the sheets.

Eunchae peeks her head through the door slightly, “Chaewon-ah? Oh, oppa, where’s Chaewon unnie?”

“Oh, umm, she’s in the bathroom, what’s up?” you answer while Chaewon hid under the sheets.

“Could you let her know Yunjin unnie made breakfast for us?”

“Yeah of course.”

“Thanks oppa,” Eunchae smiles at you. “And of course you are also invited.”

She closes the door and Chaewon slides out from under the bedsheets. She looks at you with a bit of regret in her eyes.

“Oh, they made breakfast and are waiting for us,” you say casually.

The two of you start laughing. “I promise we’ll eventually…”

“Really, don’t worry,” you cut her off before pulling her in for a kiss.

“Tonight, no matter what, we are spending some alone time together,” Chaewon says definitively.

–

“I thought we were supposed to sleep in,” Sakura says while poking at her food.

“We did sleep in,” Yunjin replies while taking a seat next to Sakura. “It’s already ten.”

“I wanted to sleep in more,” Sakura mumbles quietly.

Next to you, Eunchae laughs quietly. “Kkura unnie is almost as bad with mornings as Chaewon unnie.”

Chaewon looks up from her food, surprised by the comment. “Hey! I didn’t even say anything.”

“She has a point though,” Yunjin says from the far side of the table.

“Yeah she’s not wrong,” Sakura adds.

“Ah, everyone is so mean today,” Chaewon whines while returning to her food.

You felt something under the table and turned to Chaewon who was sitting next to you. She, however, didn’t even look up. If she wanted your attention she had it, but it seemed like she didn’t care. Perhaps it was a mistake, you think to yourself while returning to your food. Then you felt it again, much harder against your foot. You turned to face Chaewon again.

“Hm? Do you also wanna be mean?” she asks angrily.

“Oh, I just wanted to say, isn't this breakfast lovely?” you say before turning to your right towards the other end of the table. “Thank you Yunjin.”

“Ah, finally someone appreciates what I did,” she replies happily. “You’re welcome!”

Next to you Eunchae tried to speak up, but she had just taken a big bite and was clearly struggling to speak.

“Slow down Manchae,” Sakura laughs at the younger girl. “The food isn’t going anywhere.”

Yunjin also bursts out laughing as Eunchae tries to swallow the bite. Her cheeks were so cutely plumped up while she chewed. Eventually, she gets through the food.

“I just wanted to say I also appreciate it,” Eunchae gasps.

A couple of laughs go around the table when you feel something slide up your leg. Although, this time you realized the culprit when you looked directly across the table at Kazuha who was looking down at her empty plate while smirking slightly. Her eyes peeked upwards slightly and she saw you staring at her which made her start smiling.

She was avoiding your gaze, but now she was becoming more audacious beneath the table. You felt her foot slide up your leg and onto your thigh. She pressed down playfully against the top of your thigh before bringing her other foot up onto your other thigh. She made a couple of circles with her heel before tapping her feet up and down on the top of your thighs. Then she slowly slides her feet down the insides of your thighs and spreads your legs slightly.

You could see that she was trying her best not to laugh as the rest of the table was quietly eating, completely oblivious to what was going on beneath the table. You felt her foot move forward, her toes lightly pressing down on your crotch. You could feel her sliding her foot back and forth, rubbing your private bits over your pants.

Next to you, Chaewon had finished eating and stood up from the table; She noticed Kazuha’s plate was also empty. “Zuha, can you help me with dishes?”

Kazuha quickly nods, “yeah.”

Before she could stand up, you quickly reached below the table and grabbed her ankles. She looked at you with wide-eyes while you held onto her, not letting her stand up.

“Coming?” Chaewon asks while walking towards the kitchen.

“Yeah just a second!”

Sakura, who had also just finished eating, stood up and was starting to get suspicious of what was going on. She looked down at Kazuha’s empty plate and then at you with raised eyebrows. She must have figured it out after Kazuha started to giggle, because she started walking towards the kitchen with a smile on her face while shaking her head.

After teasing Kazuha a bit more while she squirmed her feet in your lap, you finally let go of her ankles and let her go free. She stands up, still giggling, before walking over to the kitchen with her empty plate. The other two girls at the table paid no attention as Eunchae was still happily eating while Yunjin was checking something on her phone.

You finish up the rest of your food before also getting up and dropping your plate off in the kitchen. Kazuha was rinsing off the dishes and loading the dishwasher with Sakura when she saw you walk up. Kazuha started to smirk again, turning to face away from you. Sakura washed her hands, very aware of what was going on, and then gave Kazuha’s butt a playful slap before leaving the kitchen and going to her room.

You place your plate in the sink while very intentionally leaning as close to Kazuha as you could, placing one hand on her back while the other reaches into the sink. The Japanese girl giggles before trapping your arm between her arm and her body. She held your arm tight against her body, and you could feel every muscle of her superb core.

“You’re stuck,” she says matter-of-factly as she continues to rinse the dishes.

You slide your other hand around her back so that it is pressed against her core from the other side, putting Kazuha in a bit of a hug. “No, you’re trapped.”

She playfully wiggles her body, pretending to try and break free, all while smiling brightly back over her shoulder towards you.

“Let me go,” she whines adorably before spinning in your grip with incredible strength so that she’s facing towards you with your arms still wrapped around her sides.

The two of you were now face to face. Kazuha was staring deeply into your eyes, and for a brief moment that playfully naughty girl disappeared. She was beautiful with very minimal makeup on. Then, all of a sudden, she brought her wet hands up and flicked a few water drops onto your face: The exuberant girl was back. You let go of her and wiped your face while she giggled, and you found yourself also smiling.

You left the kitchen and headed upstairs to Chaewon’s room while Kazuha returned to the dishes. As you entered her room, you found her sitting at her desk, once again in her underwear. She was touching up her makeup, applying a bit of eyeliner.

“Kazuha’s flirting with me again.”

Chaewon looks up at you and laughs before quickly returning her attention to the mirror. “Yeah, remind me to set up that date later.”

You walk up behind Chaewon and bury your face into her neck. “When will you be back?” you ask while she continues to finish up her makeup.

“It’s hard to say, I think it might be a bit late tonight,” she answers, a bit of regret in her voice. “You can come in again, but I have a feeling I won’t get much break time today. Our comeback is too soon.”

“Why do you have to practice so much, you’re already so perfect.”

She smiles at you through the mirror. “I’m not perfect, but I am sorry that I’ve been so busy.”

You turn your face and give her a kiss on the cheek before standing up straight. “It’s alright, I’ll just get some work done and then we can hangout tonight like you promised,” you respond while taking a seat on her bed.

She turns around on her chair so that she’s facing you, her expression showing sadness. “Will you at least stay here? We have food and snacks downstairs, you can help yourself to anything.”

You smiled understandingly and nodded. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

–

The day went by relatively uneventfully. You basically switched between working and watching random YouTube videos throughout the day. You got a couple of texts from Chaewon throughout the day whenever she had a quick break, it seemed like she would be later than expected tonight.

Despite procrastinating quite a bit, you actually ended up getting a lot of work done. It was nice to get ahead, knowing that in a couple of days Le Sserafim would be releasing Antifragile and you would want your schedule to be free during those initial promos.

It was starting to get late and you were honestly getting a bit tired, so you decided to lay down on Chaewon’s bed. It felt comfier than normal, and you felt your eyelids getting heavier. Maybe it would be best to take a quick nap, you thought. You slowly dozed off to sleep.

After a short nap, you woke up and checked the time. It was already 1 AM and the girls weren’t back yet. This wasn’t particularly uncommon, it wouldn’t be the first time they were out this late practicing. You decided to just relax for a bit and listen to a bit of music.

Eventually, you heard a bit of commotion downstairs. You started to hear the sound of their voices as they just got home. There were a couple of footsteps coming up the stairs when Chaewon opens her door and walks in.

She looked absolutely exhausted, and your heart sank a little bit seeing her this tired. She walked forward towards the bed and then crashed down onto your body.

“I’m tired,” she whispered with the side of her face resting on your chest.

You hugged her and rubbed her back. “It’s so late, you must be exhausted.”

“We practiced and practiced and practiced, and then since our instructor wasn’t feeling well we had to send her videos of our practice. Then while she reviewed them, we worked out, just to come back and practice more with her feedback.”

You leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. “Awwh, I’m proud of you. You worked so hard today.”

“It was the last hard day,” she sighs. “We scored extremely well, so the next few days are going to be much lighter. They want us fresh and ready for the comeback.” She lifts herself up so that she can see your face. “I promised we would spend some time together tonight,” she says.

You pulled her up closer and kissed her softly. Very gently moving your mouth against hers before leaning back. “I think it’s best if you get some rest.”

“I can… I can still-”

You kiss her again, stopping her mid sentence. Your hands gently explore her back while you kiss.

“Sweetheart, you don’t need to do anything tonight,” you say softly.

She lets out a heavy sigh and falls back onto your body. “I really love you,” she whispers warmly into your chest.

Before you could say it back, she had fallen asleep. You would be lying if you said you weren’t a little bit disappointed, but you cared so much more about her wellbeing over anything else. You let the feel of her breathing bring you into a cathartic trance for a bit before deciding to get some water.

You carefully roll over the precious girl so that she’s laying on her back and tuck her in. You get out of the bed and give her a little kiss on the forehead before leaving the room and heading downstairs. When you get there, you find Eunchae sitting on the couches by herself, watching some drama on the TV. You head into the kitchen and pour a glass of water.

“Feeling better?” you ask.

Eunchae turns around, “yeah, a lot better, it really did just take one day.” She sees you holding the glass of water and starts to smile mischievously. “You better hurry up, Chaewon unnie seems to get very upset when you take too long getting her a drink.”

You chuckle at her silliness when the two Japanese members appear. Kazuha walks right up to you and takes the glass out of your hand before sitting down at one of the kitchen stools and downing it. Sakura walks over to where Eunchae was sitting.

“Alright, show me where,” Sakura instructs as she opens a little jar of ointment.

Eunchae lifts her pant leg up to show some mild bruising while Sakura begins applying the ointment. It wasn’t uncommon for idols to have small injuries after practice, especially for certain choreo.

“You guys must have worked so hard today,” you remark as you watch Sakura.

She looks over at you while massaging Eunchae’s leg. “It’s part of the business,” she says with a tired but soft smile.

You sit on the stool next to Kazuha. “You feeling alright? I heard you had a long day” you ask the girl.

“Feeling great,” she says quietly as she leans her head onto your shoulder.

Her response was a bit of a shock, usually she had all the playful energy in the world when it came to you. She was still the same Kazuha, but you could tell she was way too tired to tease you tonight. You rub her thigh gently, letting her rest on you.

“I’m so excited for you girls,” you comment, but Kazuha doesn’t respond. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

You feel her head nod against your shoulder. It was strange, you’ve never seen Kazuha acting this way with you. You think back to what Chaewon said about Kazuha never having a romantic relationship before. There was this weird bond of affection between the two of you right now, and you could feel the amount of comfort she felt around you.

Seeing Kazuha in this vulnerable state made your insides fill with warmth. You never really addressed it before, but you genuinely cherished the relationship you had built with Kazuha. You cared for her in an unexplainable way. It brought you great satisfaction knowing she was as comfortable around you as she was.

Sakura stands up from the couch and walks over to you. “Here, in case Chaewon needs it,” she says while handing you the little jar. “Come on Zuha, bed time.” Sakura pulls Kazuha off of you with both hands and the girl starts walking towards her bedroom. “Eunchae, make sure Yunjin also takes care of herself,” Sakura adds while Eunchae stands up and stretches.

You start refilling the glass of water when Eunchae walks towards the stairs. She sees you filling the glass and giggles. “Yah Eunchae stop being silly,” you laugh as the girl runs up the stairs. You down the glass before refilling it once more for Chaewon and heading upstairs.

“What was that all about?” Sakura asks, confused by the interaction.

“Eunchae won’t stop teasing Chaewon and me about… stuff.”

“Ahh,” Sakura interjects. ”Stuff...”

There is a bit of an awkward silence between the two of you as Sakura looks around the room with her lips pursed.

You decide to break the silence. “You do a really great job of taking care of them all.”

There is a short pause before she replies.

“I feel like…” she begins while staring at the glass in your hand. “Since I’m the oldest, and I’ve been in the industry for so long, I feel like it’s my responsibility to look out for them.”

“You’ve always looked out for others, it’s one of the things I used to love so much about you.”

You notice her cheeks gain a tint of rosiness as she looks away, another awkward silence falls upon the two of you.

“You… also do a good job,” Sakura says quietly.

“Oh.”

It felt like the wrong thing to say, but you had no idea how to respond.

Sakura looks up at you, a bit of regret in her expression. “Sorry, I meant like with Chaewon. I can see how happy you make her. Also the others, you may not realize it, but the way they treat you is the way they only treat the other members. You’re basically an extension of our group at this point.”

She was speaking quickly, something Sakura did when she got stressed. Memories started to flood back in, and without thinking you took a step towards her. She looked up at you with her eyes wide in shock. She froze. The two of you stood there staring at each other.

Sakura closed her eyes slowly, and she began to slightly move her lips forward. Right before your lips touched, her eyes shot open and fear filled her pupils. She quickly turned around, and you heard her sniffle quietly.

“Sakura… I’m so sorry,” you begin as you reach for her hand.

She pulls away at your touch. “Don’t apologize, nothing happened,” she says, her voice wavering. “I’ll… goodnight,” she says while briskly heading towards her room, wiping her eyes as she walks.

You stood there by yourself in the silence of the house, a rush of emotions bombarding your brain. You bring your fist to your forehead and tap it lightly, regretting everything that just happened, before walking up the stairs.

After returning to Chaewon’s room you quietly place the glass and the ointment on her side table. You pick up your bag and start heading to the door.

“Don’t go,” Chaewon whispers from the bed.

Your heart skips a beat when you turn around to see Chaewon is awake. You put your bag down and walk back over to the bed, sitting next to her and stroking her short hair. She looked adorably tiny as she was tucked into the sheets. You felt a painful tinge of betrayal inside you as you looked down at her, but you didn’t want her to know.

“You sure? I don’t want you to get in trouble,” you reply hesitantly.

“Please can you stay with me,” she requests with utmost tenderness.

You felt awful, the way she was asking you so desperately after what just happened downstairs behind her back. You wanted to confess, but you didn’t have it in you to hurt her tonight. Not when she was this vulnerable.

You lean down and kiss her before sliding into the bedsheets. “Of course I can.”

She turns to face you with a confused expression. “Do you not want to stay or something?”

It hurt you so much to hide things from her, but you noticed the slightest quiver in her lip and you just couldn’t find the strength to confess. At least, not for now.

“I always want to stay with you,” you answer. It was the truth, you still loved her more than anything.

Content with your answer, Chaewon slides over closer to you. “Tomorrow is a shorter day by the way, and then we get the next day off.”

“Perfect,” you mutter as you close your eyes and try to let your body relax. You felt Chaewon put an arm around your torso, cuddling as close as possible. As she fell asleep with her arms around you, there was this worry in the back of your mind that she could feel your heart pumping like you had just run a marathon.

–

You were blessed enough to wake up next to Chaewon again this morning, and you found that she was still holding onto you. You started to carefully remove her arms so that you could get up, but you felt her squeeze tighter.

“There’s still time,” she says quietly, her eyes still closed.

You fall back into the soft pillows. “I didn’t realize you were awake, did you sleep alright?”

She slowly opens her eyes, “best I’ve slept in a while.”

“So how much time do we have?” you ask as you slide a hand down her body and give her butt a playful squeeze.

She giggles before sitting up in the bed. “Not enough time for that, unfortunately,” she answers before leaning over and giving you a short kiss on the cheek. “Tonight, though, I am free.”

“Text me when you’re done, I’ll come pick you up.”

You relaxed in her bed for a bit longer while watching her get ready. After the girls left, you stopped by the store on your way home to pick up a few ingredients. You had planned to make Chaewon a home-cooked meal tonight since you knew the girls ended up eating out a lot these days; The menu would include a spicy kimchi jjigae and some meat that you’d be grilling. You returned home and spent the day working until you got a text from Chaewon.

CW: hey, just wrapping up now

YOU: yeah I’ll be there soon

You grab your keys and put on a jacket before heading to your car.

–

“Whoa whoa whoa!” you shout as Chaewon jumps into your arms. “Someone’s excited.”

“We got so much praise today,” she says while smiling brightly, her legs wrapped around your waist. “And now they gave us time to relax before d-day.”

You gently put her down. “Good job! I’m so proud,” you say, pulling her into a hug. Over her shoulder you saw the rest of the group walking by. You noticed Sakura was watching the two of you, but as soon as you looked over she turned away as if she didn’t want you to notice. Before you could process what happened, you felt another pair of arms wrap around you.

“We did it!” Kazuha shouts, joining in on the hug.

Another body joins in. “Let’s go girls!” Yunjin exclaims.

It seems you were part of the girls now as the three of them were giggling and jumping up and down while hugging you.

“We’re going out as a group tomorrow, you wanna come?” Yunjin asks you as the girls separate.

“Ah, I don’t know, maybe it should be a thing with just the members?” you answer hesitantly.

“Oh stop being a baby,” Eunchae adds from the side. “Just come.”

The four of them were pestering you, trying to convince you to tag along when Sakura speaks up from the side.

“I think it would be nice if you came,” she says softly.

The two of you made eye contact and for a moment it was as if the world paused, but only for the two of you.

“Alright fine I’ll come.”

The other four erupt in cheers, and Kazuha hugs you hard from behind making you buckle forward. It was a movie-esque scene of happiness, but for some reason you had a peculiar feeling in the back of your mind.

“What are we even doing by the way?” you ask as the girls start walking towards the van, trying to ignore the intrusion.

“We don’t know yet,” Yunjin replies. “We’ll figure it out later.”

“Can we get ice cream?” Eunchae asks. “I’ve been craving mint chocolate ice cream.”

“Ewwwww,” Kazuha whines. “That’s the worst flavor.”

“What?!” Chaewon counters while standing next to Eunchae like her bodyguard. “I’m team mint chocolate all the way.”

“Girls girls, stop fighting,” Sakura interjects as she joins the group like a mother. “We can all go get ice cream tomorrow. As long as it’s not mint chocolate,” she adds.

All hell breaks loose as the girls start arguing, and you find yourself just watching the commotion with Yunjin.

“What side are you on?” you ask her.

She shrugs her shoulders. “I’m a fan but not enough to fight over it. It must be a top-floor type of thing.”

You chuckle at her comment as a van pulls up.

“Uh, girls, I think this is for you.”

They ignore you completely and continue debating about various ice cream flavors.

“GIRLS!” Yunjin shouts, making all of them turn to face her in shock. “Our ride is here,” she adds casually with a warm smile.

Everyone looked a bit confused for a moment, but then they started making their way towards the van.

“Are you going with him?” Sakura asks Chaewon.

“Yeah, I’ll meet everyone back at the dorm tomorrow.”

“Oooo, spending the night,” Eunchae teases. “Oppa, make sure you get her whatever drink she wants.”

Both Sakura and Chaewon playfully scold the younger girl as she enters the van. Sakura gives Chaewon a quick hug before turning to you. It looked like she wanted to say something, but instead she just nodded respectfully before also entering the van behind the others. All of the other members leave while Chaewon stays behind with you. After they turn the corner, she latches onto your arm and looks up at you cutely.

“We might not know the plan for tomorrow, but I know what I want to do tonight,” she says seductively.

“And what would that be?” you ask while pulling her into a hug and slowly sliding your hand down the back of her pants.

“Yah, not here in public,” she responds in a hushed tone while pushing your arm and giggling.

“Why not? We have plenty of privacy.”

The two of you watch as a car drives by before looking at each other and laughing.

“You just have to wait a little longer, I promise,” she says lovingly to you.

“I don’t want to wait anymore.”

She starts to smirk up at you. “Oh yeah? You want to strip me down, bend me over, and fuck me right here in front of my company building?”

“Yeah, and I don’t give a shit who watches,” you growl while pushing her against your car door.

Chaewon was starting to get extremely flustered, her breathing was becoming erratic. “Keep talking like that and I might just let you,” she moans.

“Let me?” you spoke the words directly into her ear while putting your hands against the car on either side of her small frame. “I’m going to have you begging for it,” you whisper into her ear before leaning in and nibbling lightly on her earlobe.

She sharply inhales at the feel of your lips and her body slumps down slightly as if she was losing the ability to hold herself up.

“I won’t… beg…” she pants as your mouth had slid down her neck.

You kiss her soft skin, making her tilt her head upwards to the sky above. You kiss her a few more times, but you take it slower now and make sure your lips press against every piece of her skin. You stand up straight and press your body as close to hers as possible with your face right beside hers.

Your hands leave the car and find refuge on Chaewon’s ass. You give her a very hard and thorough grope, and she fills your ears with her heavy breaths. As you groped her soft ass, you pushed your chest even harder against her body, pinning her to the car. You could feel her soft tits pushing back, forming to the shape of your body.

If you were to release her now, you were certain she would fall to the ground. She had no more strength, she was like playdough in your hands now. You lean back slightly so that you are face to face again, and you see her half-lidded eyes in a trance.

Her mouth was slightly agape, and you took the opportunity to press your lips against hers again. This time the kiss was far more wet than last time, but you didn’t care. All you cared about was having her body in your control.

“Fine,” she moans after you free her lips. “Just fuck me already.”

You step back and open the car door for her. She had a look of visible disappointment and frustration with you; She actually wanted you to take her right here in the middle of the street. It was, obviously, far too risky though. You leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek before the two of you sat down in your car. You noticed she had a conflicted look on her face.

You smile at her. “Sweetie, I’m not going to be responsible for you losing your career.”

She sighs understandingly. “I know, you just… got me excited.”

You reach your hand over into her lap. “Show me how excited you are.” you demand as you slide your fingers into her sweatpants and press them against her underwear, feeling a moist spot through the fabric.

Chaewon grabs your wrist. “Wait til we’re home, I can’t do this anymore.”

You stare at her pleading face for a moment before uttering a single word.

“No.”

Your hand slips down her underwear and immediately finds her tight folds. You rub the skin back and forth, making her juices pour out like a faucet, before pressing down around her pussy. Her grip on your wrist went limp as a singular, drawn out breath escaped her lips.

As you were starting to coat your fingers with her warm nectar, she clenched down on your arm by squeezing her legs tightly. She was glaring at you in the most lustfully rage-filled way possible.

“I’m going to fucking kill you if you don’t start driving,” she breathes while her lower body squirms.

The corners of your lips raise involuntarily and you start to withdraw your hand. Chaewon, however, wouldn’t allow it, and she kept her legs tightly closed with both of her hands grabbing your wrist now. You couldn’t contain your smile as you reached over with the far hand to shift into drive.

A/N:

Unforgiven is amazing and I can't stop listening to it. SOTY material for me so far. Also, very inspiring when it comes to writing this story! I'm not going to really explain anything, I want the words to do the talking for me. Hit a few notes that I wasn't expecting to hit in this chapter, but overall happy with how it turned out.

As always, let me know what you think if you would like to share your thoughts. You can reach me basically anywhere.

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Everybody Hurts

Chapter 4

Pairing: EddieMunsonxReader

Summary: You needed to escape, escape from your life, your messy divorce, and all the pitying looks. Looks you couldn't ignore when everyone in town had known you and Cam, had known your shame and failure. So, you took the first job you could get, teaching third grade in a town called Hawkins. Little did you know, you were walking right into another messy situation, a messy situation with big brown eyes and long dark waves. But he's resistant, at times unbearable and you start getting curious about the town's past, his past, especially when things don't start adding up.

18+ Only for eventual smut

Next chapter: 09/20

Word Count: 5.8K

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You pushed open the door to the small cafe, breathing in deep, letting the smell of cinnamon and coffee soothe you after a restless night. Millie glanced up from behind the counter, a wide smile crinkling the corners of her eyes at the sight of you standing in the doorway. She lifted a hand, waving you over, already pulling a warm cinnamon roll from the bakery display.

“I told you that you’d be back,” she teased, placing it in a bag and on the counter.

“You did and you were right. Best cinnamon roll I have ever tasted, hands down,” you laughed, pulling your wallet from your purse. “It was the first thing I thought about when I woke up this morning.”

Well, that wasn’t entirely true but you’d rather not admit that you’d been thinking about something else that was almost the same shade as cinnamon alright, but it wasn’t a baked good. It was those eyes, intense and burning, challenging your own across the flames. You didn’t even want to admit to yourself how much he’d managed to get under your skin, crawling and burrowing deep.

“You want a latte to go with it?” asked Millie.

“Yes, please,” you responded, impressed that she remembered your drink of choice after one time considering how many orders she must handle in a day.

“So, did you get to explore much of our town yesterday?” the sweet lady questioned as she foamed the milk for your coffee.

“I did, actually. I went to the library and grabbed a couple books and then I went down to the lake for a bit. I stopped into the Hawkins diner to grab a late lunch and wound up making some new friends.”

“Well, that’s wonderful,” beamed Millie, slipping a sleeve onto the paper cup and handing it over to you, her fingers darting across the keys of the cash register to ring up the sale. “And who are these new friends?”

“I don’t know if you’d know them…”

She laughed, waving her hand dismissively in your direction, “Darling, I have lived in this town my whole damn life. There isn’t anybody I don’t know within the town limits. Where do you think they all get their coffee from?”

“Oh…well, I met Max Mayfield at the diner and she invited me out to a bonfire with her friends at the lake last night. There were a whole bunch of people there. Umm…there was Robin, Steve, Mike, El, Lucas, Argyle, Jonathan, Nancy, Will, and this guy named Eddie.”

Your cheeks blazed hot as you spoke his name and you found yourself once again questioning why. It was like you had no control of your body’s reaction to even the mere mention of him.

Millie’s lips flattened against one another and she nodded, “You met yourself a nice group of people then. I get pizza from Argyle’s every single Friday night. Boy could use a hair cut but he makes a mean pie. Who ever heard of pineapple on pizza? But I’ll tell you, he knows what he’s doing. And I take my little Bella to Robin’s grooming place every month for a shampoo and a cut. And Officer Harrington is just the nicest guy. He’s always in here picking up donuts for the station. So, what did you think of everyone?”

You had the distinct impression that Millie was fishing for something specific but what she hoped to catch, you couldn’t be sure.

“Oh, I loved them. They were a great group of people. I thought they were all really nice. Well, most of them were anyway. Eddie didn’t seem to like me all that much.”

“And why would that be? You seem perfectly likable to me.”

“I don’t know,” you admitted with a shrug. “I didn’t do or say anything. I mean, at least I don’t think I did. Well, I may have after he was rude to me but he said stuff first. He was kind of a jerk from the moment he saw me, acting like I was some intruder on his little group and wasn’t welcome.”

“Well, now, you be a little patient with that boy, okay? He’s been through a lot and it’s…well, it’s made it hard for him to trust new people but he’ll come around. He’s a sweetheart, really. He jumped my car for me just a few weeks ago when it wouldn’t start and he came over and helped me clean my gutters last year. My husband, Roy, keeps trying to act like he’s still twenty years younger than he is. He’s stubborn as a mule. He refuses to accept that there are things he just shouldn’t be doing anymore and that man’s gonna kill himself one day. I happened to be complaining about it when Eddie was in here grabbing some coffee and he just offered. Came over that weekend and went up that ladder and took care of it. I tried to pay him but he wouldn’t have it. He did let me give him some cookies though. The people in this town have been unfair to him, downright cruel if you ask me, and it’s not right. That boy’s been through enough. Don’t you go doing it too.”

Your eyes widened, shocked at Millie’s tone, as if you were the one who should be sorry, as if you were the one who’d been so damn irrational. You tried to mesh the image of the rude man you met last night who could barely carry on a civil conversation with the picture that Millie was painting but it was difficult. Based on what the coffee shop owner had told you, Eddie sounded like the nicest guy in the world so what was it about you that made him so damn unpleasant?

“I won’t. I like to come to my own conclusions about people,” you assured her. That was something you’d learned as a teacher. Previous teachers always wanted to laundry list all the bad qualities about a kid but you never wanted to know. You wanted to meet the kids yourself, build a relationship, and make your own judgment calls.

“But he makes it a little difficult when he’s rude for no reason,” you tried.

Millie raised her eyebrows at you and you groaned.

“Fine. I will try to give him a chance but only because it’s you asking.”

Millie smiled, clearly mollified, “That’s my girl. Just for that, I am going to add in a chocolate chip cookie for you to enjoy later.”

“If you keep giving me free treats, you’re never going to get rid of me.”

“Maybe that’s my plan,” the jovial woman laughed. “Maybe I’m just ensuring you stick around for a while. I think this town could be better with you in it and I think you could be better in this town.”

Your head tilted, a bit taken aback by her statement. “Oh, I think you’re going to be stuck with me for a while, especially now that I’ve found some friends. Speaking of, can I ask you something? You don’t have to tell me if it’s none of my business. I didn’t want to ask Max because it seemed rude with us not really knowing each other that well yet, but do you know why she wears sunglasses all the time?”

“Oh, that…” Millie paused, resting her arms on top of the bakery display. “Listen hon, that’s some ugly business that you don’t need to worry yourself about. That girl got lucky, very lucky that that’s all she was left with. That’s all I’m going to say about that, okay?”

“But…”

The woman held up her hand, “Darling, I don’t like talking about that time. This whole town would just rather forget it. It was a dark time for Hawkins. We’ve all moved on and there’s no point in dredging up bad things from the past that we can’t change. You’re new here and you’re so young and starting fresh after a divorce. Don’t be worrying your head about ugly stuff that had nothing to do with you.”

“Wait. How did you know I was divorced?” you asked, almost certain you hadn’t mentioned it yesterday.

“Young girl starting over in a new town? Hiding here for four months before you finally unveiled your pretty little face to us all? Getting all hung up on the mysterious new guy you met last night? Please. That has all the markings of a relationship gone wrong and a girl trying to find her place in the world again, to get a second chance.”

“I…what…mysterious guy…Millie, all I said about Eddie was that he was rude and didn’t seem to like me. I am not hung up on him.”

“Maybe so but he’s also the only one that made your face go bright red when I asked you what you thought.” She reached across the counter, patting the top of your hand with a wink. “Listen, I think it’s wonderful. That boy needs a good girl. He needs someone to love and someone that will love him, treat him with kindness. He’s been alone for far too long.”

You snatched your hand back, “Whoa there. It’s nothing like that. I just met him and trust me, he didn’t seem like he was looking for anything romantic or anyone new period. I believe he even stated that he has no need for new friends.”

Millie snorted, rolling her eyes, “Of course he did. I’m calling it right now. You two will be in here getting your morning coffee together within the month. I can tell attraction when I see it and it’s written as plain as day all over your face.”

“You’re wrong, Millie. There is not any kind of attraction going on,” you argued, shaking your head and grabbing your breakfast, suddenly eager to get out of the cafe and away from the woman who seemed adamant to hook you up with the one person who didn’t seem keen to even breathe the same air as you.

“We’ll see about that,” she sang, wiggling her fingers at you as you hurried out the door.

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You had never been so relieved to see your house, something you thought you’d never think after spending months cooped up inside it. You strode up the walkway, trying to push all of Millie’s words out of your head. It was all you’d been able to focus on during the walk home, almost walking into a car you didn’t see, the driver honking angrily at you.

That woman didn’t know what she was talking about. She didn’t even know you. She couldn’t see your attraction to Eddie written on you. It didn’t work like that and it didn’t matter anyway. You had no intention of pursuing anything with a guy whose mood was as pleasant as being stuck in bumper to bumper traffic on the freeway when you really had to pee.

You stepped up onto the front porch of your house, the warm cup of coffee between your hands. You pulled your cardigan tightly around yourself. The May morning still held onto the chill of the previous night, the day not quite warming up yet. The sun was shining bright, the sky a bright blue that promised a pleasant spring afternoon. The puffy white clouds, gathered in heaps, reminded you of marshmallows, quickly bringing your thoughts back to last night.

There was definitely something strange going on in this town, something strange with that group. Lucas’s response, that they’d all been through a lot, felt like a collective answer about something specific. Dustin and Robin had gotten very weird when you asked what they’d all been through. And yeah, everyone went through shit and you couldn’t begin to imagine the hardships Robin had gone through, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that it was more than that. It felt like they all got together every year on that beach because of something they’d all dealt with together, something dark and ugly as Millie had described it. Hadn’t Max begun to say something at the diner about it being more than just a celebration of spring arriving and then cut herself off?

That wasn’t to say that, strange or not, you didn’t enjoy all of them. You did, very much so. They had been so kind, welcoming you into whatever kind of private celebration they were clearly having. Everyone had been so sweet and friendly and seemed more than happy to have you join their little party on the beach. Almost everyone at least.

Your eyes fell on your coffee, a pair of eyes the same shade flickering through your mind, haunting you, just the way they had last night as you had lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for sleep that just wouldn't come. You’d spent most of the night tossing and turning, your brain replaying every little interaction you’d had with the grumpy mechanic, getting more and more irritated with yourself for even caring.

And why did you care? You’d just met him. This Eddie guy was nothing to you. So, why were you letting him consume your thoughts, steal your chance at a good night’s rest? It had been a fun night if you took him out of the equation. Why were you allowing him to ruin it for you, to become the one thing you could focus on out of the entire evening?

It was those eyes, damn it. They’d looked at you with such hardness and disdain but then a moment later had melted into this warmth that had seeped into your skin, flowing through to the tips of your fingers and toes. And something else…behind the bravado, the arrogance, there was something haunted about him, something hurting.

You would swear there was a pain just beyond the obvious annoyance. There was more to that man than met the eye, things he was trying to keep buried deep, covering them with his attitude. It felt like he was trying to hide in plain sight, to protect himself but you didn’t know what from and honestly, why were you making it your problem to fix? It wasn’t. He wasn’t your problem.

You rested her forehead against the post of your front porch with a groan. Jesus, what were you doing? You didn’t know anything about this guy. You were allowing Millie’s words to infect you, to contaminate you. You were probably making shit up in your head to excuse why he’d been such a dick to you when the answer was probably so much simpler than that. He just didn’t like you. He didn’t like some newcomer crashing their little party and why should he? You’d had no right to be there, not really, especially if it had always been their thing.

Alright, enough of that. You had just stopped obsessing over one guy, trying to break down every gesture and comment to figure out the internal workings of his mind and how he could do the things he’d done. You sure as hell weren’t going to start obsessing over another one. That was not part of the new you, new life plan.

Eddie didn’t like you, plain and simple. And yeah, he was sexy as hell, heartbreakingly beautiful actually, in a very annoying and infuriating kind of way, but he was still just a guy and not a very likable one anyway.

Even if he’d sat outside your house to make sure you got in safe, that didn’t mean anything. He probably just didn’t want to have to explain to his friends if you’d gone missing or been murdered in your garage and he’d been the one to take you home. Wouldn’t want to be the last one seen with you, the number one suspect when the cops started asking around.

“Ugh!” you growled loudly, rolling your head, a satisfying pop loosening your stiff neck from your restless night. No. You were not going to do this. You didn’t give a shit why he didn’t like you. It didn’t matter.

It was Sunday and by the looks of it, it was going to be a beautiful day. You stepped down off the porch, turning to face the house. You took inventory of your space, trying to paint a mental image of what you wanted for the spring and summer. Lots of vivid bright colors to brighten up your days, a full garden to keep you busy and give you something to fill your time over summer break that was now only a handful of weeks away. You would go to the greenhouse and get some plants. Nothing like some physical labor and getting dirt under your fingernails to get out of your own head and back to reality.

The only problem was that you didn’t have a car yet and there was no way you were going to be able to haul all of those plants back on your bike. Did you really want to make multiple trips, buying only a couple things at a time? You pulled your cell phone from your pocket, flipping it open, scrolling through the numbers that your new friends had punched into your phone last night.

You considered calling Steve for a moment but quickly dismissed it, not wanting to give him the wrong idea if he’d been leaning in that direction even slightly. The way he’d wiped the marshmallow from your mouth, his thumb lingering over your lips, made you think he just might. You definitely didn’t need that kind of complication in your life right now. You scrolled back up to Nancy and pressed the call button.

“Hello?” she answered after three rings.

“Hey, Nancy. It’s me.”

“Oh! Hi!” Nancy sang happily as if your call was the best thing that had happened to her today. It bolstered your confidence a bit, having felt just a tad presumptuous for calling her, for assuming she might want to hang out after meeting you once. “What’s up?”

“Well, I’ve been meaning to get some plants for my garden at my new house and it’s supposed to be a beautiful day. I was thinking about running to the greenhouse, but then I remembered that I don’t have a car. Kind of hard to haul a bunch of plants on a bike. I was wondering if maybe you’d want to tag along and possibly be my transportation? I know it’s kind of last minute and it’s kind of a big ask for you to donate time on your weekend. If you’re busy, I totally understand.”

“No. I’m not busy at all,” Nancy laughed. “Jonathan and I are just laying here in our pajamas being bums this morning. We’ve got nothing going on today. That sounds like fun, actually. A lot more fun than hanging here with him and his friends later. You want me to call Robin? We could grab some lunch or something and make it a girls day!”

“Oh…yeah, I would love that. That sounds great,” you grinned, pleasantly surprised at how excited you were. After months of wanting nothing more than to curl into a ball and be alone, you were genuinely looking forward to spending time with people.

“Okay. Give me just a bit to get ready. I’ll shower and call Robin and then we’ll come pick you up. What’s your address?”

“Oh, it’s 444 Euclid.”

“Seriously? You’re right around the corner from us!” Nancy shrieked happily. “We’re practically neighbors. Alright, I should be there around eleven. Does that work?”

“Yeah, that’s perfect.”

You hung up, that feeling from yesterday creeping in again. That feeling that was eagerness for the day ahead that you hadn’t felt in so long. No more going through the motions of eat, work, sleep for you. You had friends now. You had plans. You had a to-do list that was growing longer by the day, things you wanted to do to make this place your own. This was definitely the beginning of a new chapter and you found you were excited for what life had in store for you for the first time in a year.

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“Thank you so much,” you told your new friends as you sat on the front porch, enjoying lemonade, a well deserved break after some hard work in the afternoon sun. “This would have taken me forever by myself. I can’t wait to see what this looks like when everything finally starts to bloom.”

It had taken you a few hours of sweaty, dirty work but you finally had everything planted in the garden. You had not expected Nancy and Robin to help you with the planting. You’d figured you would go to lunch, head to the greenhouse, and then they would drop you off and you would spend the rest of the day working in your garden. But they’d insisted and you hadn’t been ready to be rid of their company so you’d agreed. It had been far more fun that it would have been alone.

The three of you’d had a very nice lunch at the diner, chatting with Max in between her taking orders and serving other customers. You were somehow now going roller skating with everyone on Thursday. You were taken aback by this group’s instant acceptance of you, how easily they included you, but you were also incredibly grateful for it, knowing you needed to actually start living your life if you were going to start having one.

At the greenhouse, you had strolled along every aisle, Nancy and Robin extremely patient as you looked for plants of various colors that would give you the vision you wanted so badly. You’d bought a couple of large hostas that would be a pale blue, some Black Dragon coleus that would be a deep burgundy color, pink Hollyhock, blazing orange Day Lilies, bright yellow Black Eyed Susans, and some Butterfly Weed. You’d also bought two large pots for your porch and some purple Coneflowers for those. A couple bushes to frame your porch and you were feeling almost giddy at the picture that painted itself in your mind, what your house would look like in another month when everything started really growing.

This place was finally starting to feel like your own, a place you could see yourself settling in for the future. A sense of peace and tranquility fell over you as you sat on the porch with your friends. This was your safe space in the middle of the chaos that was life. This was a space that could be filled with love and happiness in the future, a space that could be filled with friends, a space that could be the site of memories you would remember far into the future.

“No problem,” Robin replied from where she sat on the floor, her back resting against the brick of the porch, raising her glass slightly. “Here’s to us kicking ass and getting all this work done in one afternoon.”

“I will definitely cheer for that,” you agreed, leaning forward in the swing to clink your glasses carefully. “Seriously, I would probably be working on this until dark if it weren’t for you two. Possibly still working on it through next weekend.”

“Well, we are pretty amazing,” Robin grinned.

You smiled, “You will get no argument from me.”

Nancy tilted her head, “I can’t wait to see what it looks like when everything starts to bloom. This house is really cute.”

You leaned back, taking a sip of your lemonade, smiling softly. “I really do love this house. This swing is actually what clinched the decision for me. Maybe a stupid reason to buy a house. I know it needs some work. It’s a bit of a fixer upper for sure but it has so much character and honestly, I’m looking forward to the manual labor. My brain could use the distraction for a while, especially with weeks of nothing but endless days ahead of my soon once school lets out.”

“I’m sure,” Nancy commented, her tone gentle, not pitying but empathetic. You were thankful for that. You’d run to Hawkins to get away from all the pity. You couldn’t bear it if your new friends started looking at you like that too. “I can’t even imagine what that must have been like for you. To find out your husband is cheating is bad enough but with your best friend? What kind of friend does that?”

“Not a very good one,” you replied, tugging on the edge of your sweater. “I thought she was. I mean, Cassie and I had been friends since tenth grade, since I first moved to Galena. She was the first person who was friendly to me, you know? I walked into my first class, Geometry, nervous as hell because it sucks being the new face, wondering if anyone is going to talk to you. The moment I sat down she was asking me all kinds of questions about myself and rambling about her life and it didn’t stop all morning because we wound up having every single class together. Cassie always said it was kismet. We were platonic soulmates or something, destined to meet and be in each other’s lives forever.”

“Sounds like you and Steve,” Nancy laughed, looking knowingly over at Robin.

“Yeah, besides the fact that he’s not a woman so completely not romantic territory for me, Steve is pretty much everything else to me,” Robin agreed with a chortle. “I couldn’t stand him in high school. Oh, he was awful. He was such a prick. So many dumb girls were always hanging all over him, desperate for any small ounce of attention the King would bestow on them.”

“Hey!” Nancy shouted, looking offended.

“Sorry, present company excluded, obviously,” Robin snorted dramatically with a roll of her eyes.

“Wait…you and Steve?” you asked, shocked though you didn’t know why. You didn’t know these people that well but honestly, you could see it. Nancy looked like the kind of girl that would have dated a guy like Steve Harrington back in high school. Hell, you had been the kind of girl who dated a guy like Steve Harrington in high school.

Nancy’s cheeks flushed, her lips pressing together as she shook her head, “Yeah, my sophomore year into my junior year. I was over the moon that Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington wanted to give me the time of day. I felt like the chosen one, like I’d won the boyfriend lottery. All the girls were so jealous of me because I had managed to snag the King. But uh, it didn’t end up working out, obviously.”

“Why not? I mean, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“I don’t mind. A lot of shit went down,” explained Nancy, her eyes squinting as if she were having to think far harder about the answer than she should have. It seemed like a fairly simple question. Relationships failed all the time. “My best friend, Barb, she went missing and I kind of spiraled out of control. I mean, I completely lost my shit. Jonathan’s brother, Will, also went missing. It was a really ugly time and Jonathan and I grew closer, kind of clung to each other, during it all. Two people who were going through the same thing, shared trauma…at least that’s what we were told. It wasn’t too long before I realized that I’d fallen hopelessly in love with him. I still feel awful about doing that to Steve. It wasn’t the right way to go about it but I realized that as much as I liked Steve, I wasn’t in love with him. You probably think I’m an awful person now, don’t you? Especially after everything you’ve been through.”

“No, I don’t,” you assured her, surprised to find that you meant it. “I mean, you can’t help how you feel. The heart wants what it wants. Love makes you act like a crazy person and do shit you never thought you were capable of.” Honestly, the relationship stuff was the last thing you were focusing on from everything Nancy had just divulged. “But…your best friend and Will went missing at the same time? Obviously, they found Will. But what about your friend, Barb? Did you find her? What happened? Where were they?”

A flash of agony flickered over Nancy’s face, almost as if someone had pinched her suddenly. She curled her fingers in front of her, examining her nails carefully. You got the impression that your questions were bringing up some very painful stuff for her and you were sorry for that but you couldn’t help the curiosity you felt about what exactly was going on here. Every little snippet of information they gave you only left you with even more questions.

“No…uh, we never found Barb,” she answered, her voice cracking painfully. “There was a lab here at one time. Hawkins lab. Nobody in the town really paid too much attention to it. It was just some big building and no one knew or cared what they did in there. It turned out they were doing some illegal testing and Barb was accidentally exposed to toxic chemicals. They tried to hide the body, to conceal what had happened. The government wanted to cover it all up, brush it under the rug, but it all got brought to light in the end. We had a funeral with an empty casket but at least we had some closure. At least her parents got some closure. They were…it was so hard for them, not knowing, you know? They sold their house to pay for a private investigator. He was actually the one who blew the story wide open.” She cleared her throat. “Umm…and Will…it turned out that he got lost in the woods for a week. He was just a kid and he was exploring and he couldn’t find his way back. But luckily, they found him. He was in bad shape, had to spend some time in the hospital, but obviously he’s okay now.”

“Yeah, they actually had a funeral for him and everything but then miraculously there he was,” Robin added and you didn’t miss the look Nancy shot at her from the side, as if she’d said more than she should have.

“You had a funeral for him when he’d only been missing for a week?” you asked in disbelief. “That seems kind of fast. I mean, people go missing for months, years even, and they don’t do that. Did you all really think there was no hope that quickly?”

“Oh,” Robin squeaked, suddenly looking nervous, as if she realized the mistake she’d just made. “Umm…well, they had the funeral because they thought he was dead. There was a body of a boy who drowned found at the quarry.”

“A body? Whose body?” you demanded, extremely invested in this story.

Hawkins was such a small town. It seemed so quiet here, so quaint and normal. Missing people, government lab cover-ups, and bodies being found was the last thing you’d ever expected to come across when moving here. When Millie had told you this town had a dark past she hadn’t been exaggerating.

“We don’t know,” Nancy interjected quickly. “It was another kid, around Will’s age. But the body was really decomposed from being in the water for so long so it was almost impossible to identify. They just assumed it was Will because he was the only kid missing in town. But then he turned out to be alive and they never could identify who the kid was that they found in the water. Whoever it was wasn’t from around here.”

Your brow furrowed as you listened to the explanation, thinking it sounded insane. Did the people of this town really just believe that a random body was the boy that was missing without any identification done? And what about this random kid that drowned? They just let it go? Where did he come from? He had to belong to somebody. Someone was out there missing their child, never knowing what had happened to him. How had no one come forward to claim him?

This was all beginning to sound like some weird dystopian novel to you: government conspiracies, illegal lab testing, misidentified bodies, cover-ups, Max’s need for sunglasses, Eddie’s story about rabid raccoons attacking him. How did a small town like this have such a sordid past? And why would a government lab set up operations in such a small town unless they were trying to stay hidden? What were they really doing there? Something bigger was going on here, something none of them seemed to want to talk about.

“Hey, what are you doing for dinner?” Nancy asked loudly, breaking you from your dive down the rabbit hole. You looked up to find your new friend looking at you eagerly.

“Dinner?” you asked, trying to follow the sudden change of topic. “Oh, I was probably just going to make grilled cheese or something easy and maybe work on my lesson plans. I didn’t get a chance to finish them at school, story of my life.”

“No, you’re definitely not doing that,” Nancy told you. “Come back to my place with us. Jonathan was ordering pizza for him and the guys and he always orders way more than we need anyway or Argyle just shows up with extra.”

“Thanks, but I really don’t want to intrude again,” you said, shaking your head. “I already butted into your annual friends thing last night and I feel kind of bad about it. I’ll be fine on my own.”

“Oh nonsense,” Robin huffed, rising to her feet. “You are our friend now. You’re not intruding on anything. We’re inviting you. We wouldn’t invite you if we didn’t want you there. The guys aren’t going to care and if they do, screw them.”

“Yeah, screw them,” Nancy agreed with a smile. “We can grab a bottle of wine and go hang out in the backyard if they’re being idiots. Who needs those dumb guys anyway?”

“Okay, if you’re sure,” you relented with a small shrug, not wanting to show how pleased you actually were.

“Of course we’re sure,” Nancy asserted with a smile.

You really didn’t want to overstay your welcome, so to speak. You didn’t want them to get tired of you or think you were clingy. They’d just met you and you didn’t want to come across as needy, even though you really kind of were. Needy for human connection, for conversation, for fun, for something to do, something to fill your time with.

“Let me just clean up a bit and change clothes?” “Sure, take your time,” Nancy told you, sipping her lemonade. “Robin and I will be right here waiting when you’re ready.”

Those words were like a balm to your heart but you’d never tell them that. Hearing that you had people, people who would be there waiting for you when you were ready, was like a band-aid over the wound that had been bleeding out for months. You were ready, more than ready to let it heal over.

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Chapter 19:

Kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain…

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"Cara mia, your phone!" Charles’ faint whisper woke me up and I stirred, trying to untangle myself from the sheets, but also Charles grip on my waist.

"Let go of me…" I mumbled but he tightened his grip, pulling me closer.

"Never…" his hot breath at the nape of my neck.

"You want me to silence my phone!" I groaned and he chuckled a little, my phone still ringing.

"Okay… leave me then…" he sighed, before planting a kiss on my shoulder, releasing me from his tight grip. I immediately scrambled towards the nightstand and grabbed my phone as the call stopped. 04:16. 26 missed calls from Felix, Pete, Matt and Julie.

"Fuck. They wouldn’t call that often if it wasn’t important…" I mumbled calling Felix immediately back.

"Lizzie? Oh god! You’re okay!" Felix sounded relieved.

"Yeah? Why wouldn’t I be?" I asked confused.

"Where are you?" he asked back and I sat up, switching on the bedside table lamp, Charles looking at me, questioning.

"I’m in bed? Where else am I supposed to be at this time?" I answered even more confused.

"In whose bed… it certainly can’t be yours in your hotel room, since there was a fire hence why we tried to call you multiple times because we couldn’t find you…" my eyes widened and I looked at Charles, who immediately sat up as well.

"What happened?" he whispered and I put my phone on speaker.

"So, Lizzie. Where are you?" Felix voice rang out and Charles stared at the phone "I just want to know where you are and that you’re safe! Please, Lizzie. We all almost had a heart attack when we were woken up by the fire alarm, and then another one when we couldn’t find you and you didn’t answer your phone…"

I was speechless. My throat was dry. Head heavy.

"She’s with me Felix. She’s alright. She wasn’t in her hotel room." Charles said when he realised that I couldn’t speak, my anxiety shooting through the roof.

"Charles? Oh… okay… umm… okay… she’s alright?" Felix stuttered a little, confusion evident in his voice.

"Yeah, she’s okay. Are you guys okay? What happened?" Charles took my phone out of my trembling hand and pulled me effortlessly into his lap, one handed. He gently stroked my back, locking eyes with mine.

"Good. That’s good to hear. We were quite worried when we were all gathered outside but Lizzie was nowhere to be found!" Felix sighed relieved "And yeah, we’re okay. We don’t know yet when we can go back in, it wasn’t a big fire apparently but still… no clue. But yeah. We’re all good now!"

"Oh shit? Is someone hurt?" Charles asked.

"No, no. No one’s hurt, all guests are out of their rooms… Lizzie apparently as well… I’m just glad that she’s okay, you know?" Felix said nervously and I took a deep breath.

"I am… I really am! I’m so, so sorry, Felix!" Lizzie’s voice is quiet and thin.

"It’s okay, little one. But next time, tell someone from us that you’re not staying in your room…" he chuckled a little.

"I promise! I’m really sorry!" I said again.

"Go back to sleep, it’s all good now… good night you two!" and with that he ended the call. I closed my eyes, inhaling sharply. Felix will ask why I was at 4 at night in Charles’ room. He probably connected the dots already.

"Lizzie? Talk to me… what’s going on in your pretty, little mind?" his voice is soft and I looked at him, crease marks from the pillow on his face, hooded eyes, hair disheveled, but still so incredibly handsome.

"He’s not stupid… he will know why I’m here… they all will…" I whispered and Charles hugged me closer, kissing my forehead.

"You could say that we watched a movie and fell asleep? Or tell them the truth… whatever you’re doing, I’m 100% on board!" he said and I sighed a little "Come on now, pretty girl, we have a long day ahead of us!"

"Good morning Lizzie. How are we this morning?" JK grinned, as he walked into my drivers room.

"Awesome." I mumbled, searching through my closet, looking for my fireproofs "Did they forget to pack my fireproofs? What the actual fuck?"

"On the other side…" JK opened up the other door of the closet, pulling out a fresh set of fireproofs "… where they always are. You want to talk about what happened last night?"

"No." I pulled down my jeans, replacing it with the fireproofs "How do you know what happened last night? You arrived this morning?" I looked at him, oh no, it already made it to the paddock. I sat down, head in my hands.

"Okay, before you’re spiralling! Charles called me to have an eye on you. He said you left without a word, this morning…" JK bent down, picking up my jeans, folding it over a hanger and putting it back into the closet.

"Oh. Okay." I pulled my t-shirt off and my fireproofs on "Did he tell you what happened last night?"

"He just said that the secret might be out… that the team knows. But let me reassure you, only Pete, Julie, Felix and Matt know about it. And with it, I mean they know that you were at Charles place. That’s it. You decide what to tell them." he grabbed my shirt and put it on another hanger, hanging it up next to my jeans, then closing the door.

"You’re such an adorable little Monk!" I laughed a little and JK shrugged his shoulders.

"I like tidiness." he said simply "So, what will you tell the team?"

"I don’t know… I mean at one point I have to tell them? So maybe now’s the time. Just tell those 4 the truth, telling them to keep it to themselves?" I said and JK nodded.

"Sounds like a plan to me!" he said and handed me my suit "Make sure to call Charles, he was worried…"

"Yeah, I will. Could you please ask Felix, Pete, Julie and Matt to meet me in the meeting room?" I asked him and JK nodded, leaving my room. I took my phone and called Charles.

"Hey cara mia. How are you?" his soft voice rang through the phone.

"Hi. I’m okay… I’m sorry for leaving this morning without a word! I was just so… I don’t know… nervous? Scared? No clue…" I sat down on the sofa.

"Don’t worry. I’m just glad you’re okay… so there wasn’t a ton of reporters and photographers swarming me this morning, well not more than usually, I guess that means the secret is still a secret?" he asked a little apprehensive.

"Yeah, well kinda? Only Felix, Pete, Julie and Matt know that I was with you last night… and I guess I’m going to tell them the truth? I’ll tell them that it’s still a secret but yeah…" I said, waiting for Charles’ answer.

"I told you that I’m on board with everything you decide!" he replied.

"I just don’t want to lie to them when they so obviously caught us…" I sighed.

"It’s okay, really! But I gotta go now, we have a whatever meeting coming up! See you on track, I love you." I could hear Andrea calling out for him in the background.

"I love you too." I hung up, took one last deep breath and then I got up and walked into the meeting room. Felix, Pete, Julie and Matt looked at me expectantly while JK just smiled encouragingly at me. I felt my throat closing up once again, palms getting sweaty. I was pacing now back and forth and the four of them looked worried at JK who only shook his head.

"Lizzie?" he pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked up, clearing my throat.

"Charles and I are dating since Miami and practically since then I slept in his hotel room wherever we were." I blurted out looking at them, not one of them looking surprised "Wait… you’re not surprised?"

"No? Of course not? Even a blind guy could tell that there is something going on between you guys." Felix chuckled.

"We’re not stupid, you know?" Pete threw in.

"It’s kinda obvious?" Matt shrugged his shoulders.

"I mean you keep up a good appearance whenever out in public, but as soon as the cameras and people are gone? In the hospitality? The garage? God even sometimes in the paddock…" Julie laughed and I sighed.

"But it’s not like people are saying yes they are dating? It’s more like they might date or might not… right?" I asked hopefully and Julie nodded.

"Yeah sure there are some who are convinced but mostly it’s like no one would be surprised if you would be, but as nothing is official. You’re just really close friends." she said and I sat down.

"Okay… I- no we, Charles and I, want to keep it that way. We’re friends. End of the story." I looked at them pleading.

"Your secret is safe with us, little one!" Pete said and the rest of them nodded in agreement.

"Thanks… I feel a lot better now! Let’s get ready for FP1 then, shall we!" I got up and we all walked together into our garage. With that out of my mind, the weekend could come, I was excited.

"Let’s make this a good weekend then!" Matt said as he handed me my gloves.

"Let’s do this!"

But it wasn’t a good weekend, a decent one at best. I felt good in the car, pacing through the narrow city track with its tight corners and walls so close they didn’t leave room for any mistakes, the practice sessions went pretty well. The qualifying on the other hand was a disaster. In Q1 I was impeded by Latifi, forcing me to try for another lap, making it into Q2 but just by 0.011 seconds. In Q2 it was even worse, first Norris, then Ocon, both in my way.

"We’re out?" I pushed the radio button although I already knew the answer.

"We’re out." Pete confirmed "P15. Sorry Lizzie."

The race wasn’t better, overtaking at a track like Baku wasn’t easy, I tried my best, to wave through the grid and by the 20 lap mark I already made it into the points.

"Watch out, Charles had to stop the car on the main straight."

"What? Why?"

"We don’t know."

I slowed down and as I turned onto the main straight I saw smoke billowing from his car. "Engine problems." I heard Pete say.

"Verdammte scheisse!" I exclaimed "Sorry."

"It’s okay."

No it wasn’t, another race ruined for Charles by his unreliable car. He just took the lead. He had a chance to win. What a shit show.

"And that’s P9. Good job."

"Decent job. Not good."

"Lizzie. You made up 6 positions. 2 points. Better than nothing."

"Okay." It wasn’t better than nothing, because 2 points is nothing. I just wanted to leave. Baku was supposed to be a track where I could show off how good I was. Well not this time.

"Stop staring at me…" Charles mumbled, staring stoical into his book.

"When you start talking, I stop staring." I said.

"What do you want to talk about?" he said, turning the page.

"Since we left the hotel this morning, you only said 5 sentences maybe less to me… I know that something is bothering you. So come on. Tell me." I turned a little in my seat and Charles closed his eyes and leaned his head back for a moment.

"I don’t know what you want to hear from me Lizzie… another weekend. Another issue. It’s like that." he sighed.

"Don’t “It’s like that” me! I know you can’t tell me all the details, but how are they fixing whatever is wrong? I mean? First Barcelona? Now this? Why is your car so unreliable?" I asked and he looked at me for a while, as if he was contemplating his answer.

"I didn’t listen… when we had the team meeting after the race? I was just staring at the data, but I wasn’t fully there. I didn’t care anymore. And that scared me… I never felt like this after a race, no matter how bad it ended. I always wanted to know what happened, what we can do to improve, to ensure that it never happens again… but yesterday? I didn’t care at all. I didn’t think about the team, the car, the race. I just wanted to leave. Go back to our hotel. Go back to you. Be with you. Just forget it all…" he closed his eyes again, swallowing hard.

"I’m sorry…" I began and his head snapped up, looking at me in horror.

"No, no, no! Don’t apologise! I didn’t mean it in a negative way! Cara mia what I meant was, that I just wanted to be with you because I knew that it would soothe me. Calm me down. Make me feel better! Because that is the impact you have on me!" he grabbed my hands, almost pleading.

"Jeez! Relax! I wasn’t apologising for… existing? Being stuck in your head? Or whatever you thought I would apologise about! I was saying I’m sorry that they aren’t able to build you a reliable car! But it will get better again!" I chuckled a little and Charles kissed my hand.

"I know that it will get better… you’re by my side." he leaned in but I nervously looked around first "They can’t see us. No one can." he pulled me closer and put his lips in a feathery soft kiss onto mine. I felt my cheeks burn and as Charles pulled away a little he grinned. Loving the way I blushed underneath his touch "Mhhh cara mia, you’re the most gorgeous girl under the sun, the moon and the stars…" he whispered, his lips ghosting over mine.

"Stop it." I said underneath my breath but Charles only chuckled, capturing my lips in another searing kiss. Devouring every sound that tried to escape my mouth.

"I will never stop telling you that you are the most beautiful, cutest, marvellous, brave, bold, funny, softest, and so on and so on girl are that graces the earth…" his hot breath at my throat and I gasped when he sucked a small bruise into my skin "And you make the sweetest sounds…"

"Charles…" I whispered, feeling the heat rise in my body, rushing through my veins, pooling at the apex of my legs.

"Hmm?" he whispered back, leaving tiny kisses all over my jaw and neck.

"We still have 5 hours in here…" I began as he grabbed my thigh, caressing upwards, coming dangerously close where I needed him the most, tracing lazy circles into my covered skin "Charles… please…" I almost whimpered. I closed my eyes, holding onto the armrest and Charles biceps.

"Please, what?" he whispered in my ear, biting gently into my earlobe, taking his hands off of me and leaning back into his seat, chuckling as he heard my breathing hitching. I felt dizzy. Hot. My heart was palpitating. With shaky and sweaty palms I unbuckled my seatbelt and got up. Almost sprinting towards the lavatory. Inside I shut the door and leaned against it. My whole body was tingling, stomach swirling. The effect he had on my body, my mind, my everything, was almost frightening. But a good kind of frightening. Thrilling. Exciting. A knock on the door made me flinch.

"One moment, please." I called out and took a few deep breaths, calming myself down. Another knock, this time more aggressive "I’ll be out in a moment!" I ran the faucet and splashed my hot, flushed face with cold water. And another knock. For fucks sake! I unlocked the door, ready to call out whoever was standing there, when I got pushed back in and the door locked again.

"No! Hell no!" I looked at Charles, grinning like a Cheshire cat "Stop behaving like a feral animal!"

"No can do!" he practically lunged at me, his lips clashing onto mine, hot and desperate. His hands roaming my body, pulling at the waistband of my leggings "You know I always had a soft spot for you in leggings, god your ass just pops in them… but they’re also sooo elastic!" he whispered against my neck, pulling said clothing down, including my slip. He pulled me close into him, one hand grasping my naked butt cheek while the other hand reached behind me, I felt a few splashes of water on my naked bottom half and looked behind, watching Charles as he washed his hand briefly, I had to giggle a little, and he looked up, kissing my nose "Airplanes are nasty…" he whispered and grabbed one of the little towels from the vanity, drying his hand "And it’s about to get nastier…" he wiggled his eyebrows and I slapped his shoulder. But before I could say something I felt his cold hand cupping my very hot sex and gasped loudly "Shhh! Not that loud pretty girl! Do you want the whole plane to hear us?" he chuckled a little and I shook my head, my breathing was getting faster and faster with each of his movements. I felt the coil in my stomach almost snap when he withdrew his hand, making me puff out an angry groan "You’re always so impatient!" he whispered and I glared at him.

"You’re the one who followed me in here, now hurry up!" I chided and he shook his head while shrugging his own pants down, before he began teasing me again, gently caressing my thighs, hand creeping higher "Charles…" one swift move and I let out a long breath, closing my eyes. I pressed my left hand on my mouth to not make a sound while I was holding onto Charles with my right hand, practically clinging to his arm. He hoisted my leg up, pushing me against the vanity, while he steadied us with his other hand on the wall behind me. As I heard someone in front of the door I clenched in shock, making Charles groan. I looked at him with panicked eyes and he continued, getting more desperate with each passing second. I held on tight to him, feeling my knees buckle as my high approached. Charles felt it too and sealed my mouth shut in a sloppy kiss, all teeth and tongue, clattering and fighting. My grip on his shoulders tightened and moments later Charles groaned into my mouth, still devouring each and every sound I made. He released my mouth and we both caught our breaths. I felt his racing heart beat against my chest, his cheeks were a little flushed.

"You’re okay?" he whispered and I nodded, still out of breath and clinging to him, clenching again as someone walked past the door "Relax… I have to… good girl." he kissed my cheek and I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling the emptiness. When I opened my eyes again I blushed as I watched Charles hand moving away from the rubbish bin, grabbing a towel and wetting it, passing it to me while he took another one doing the same. I couldn’t help myself but I blushed even more and as Charles disposed of the towels in a little laundry basket he looked at me "Hey? Are you sure you’re okay? Did I hurt you?" he cupped my face and I shook my head "Okay?" he pulled my slip and leggings up, making sure to pull my shirt down, then he kissed my cheek, smiling at me "I’ll go first, wait a minute or two…" I nodded and he turned around, but before he unlocked the door he turned his head a little "I guess we’re official members of the mile high club then." and with that he left and I locked the door immediately, letting out a long breath. I tried to gather myself, calming down a little and sat down on the closed toilet seat. I took another deep breath and after a minute of silence I got up, knees still shaky and splashed my face with cold water. Then I unlocked the door and returned to my seat. Hoping no one would find out what just happened. Charles didn’t even look up from his book, when I sat down, fastened my seat belt and put on my headphones, starting the tv in front of me.

"Are you okay, pretty girl? You’re looking a little… hot?" he chuckled, still not looking up from his book. I ignored him for a moment before I boxed his biceps. Hard. "Ouch! What the hell?" he laughed, but I pressed play and an episode of Modern Family started playing. I grinned, when I saw in the corner of my eyes how Charles rubbed his arm, while continuing reading his book.

"The famous wall of Champions!" I said as we stopped right in front of it "One day you’ll gonna touch it as well…" I teased Charles who just rolled his eyes.

"I have to be a champion first to be mentioned when I happen to graze it." he chuckled and I shrugged.

"You will be one…" I said and Charles looked at me for a moment. "What?"

"I wish I had that much faith in myself…" he mumbled and I drove next to him, stopping my bike.

"Until you finally have it, I’ll have enough faith for both of us! Now let’s go!" I exclaimed and drove off, Charles tailing me.

"Are you nervous? You never drove here before?" Charles asked as we made our way back to the pits and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Not really? I mean, I’m a little worried about the weather? For some reason rain isn’t my strongest suit anymore, but yeah… I don’t know, I want to have a good quali and a good race. I can’t have another weekend like Imola? Barcelona? Baku? God, my bad results are piling up at this point!" I mumbled and Charles stopped abruptly, causing Xavi to almost rear end him.

"Charles!" he exclaimed but Charles only waved him off.

"You guys can go, I’ll come by later…" he said to his team who drove off, then he looked at Pete, JK and Thomas, one of our strategists and they nodded, leaving as well.

"Come on, follow me." Charles said and got off his bike, leaning it to the wall of the building right at the pit entry. I did the same and followed him along the building until he made a sharp right and walked between some spare barriers "Here, sit." he pushed me down on a tool box and crouched in front of me. "Talk. What’s going on?”

"Nothing?" I said and he sighed.

"Mon amour, something is wrong. So please, tell me!" he grasped my hands and played with my bracelets.

"I’m getting worse with every weekend… Imola? P7! Barcelona? P8! Baku? P9! I can’t afford Montreal being another bad weekend!" I looked down, but Charles gently lifted my chin up with two fingers.

"You listen to me now, you’re a rookie. In the 4th fastest car on the grid. You were already 3 times on the podium, finished every race in the points, besides Miami, and you’re currently in P5 in the drivers ranking. Stop doubting yourself! You are one of the most talented drivers on the grid! You’ll give your best and you’ll be amazing! As always!" he said determined and I smiled a little.

"Okay… if you say so…" I fake sighed and Charles cupped my cheeks, kissing me gently. Even if only our lips were connected, my whole body responded, sending heat waves through my veins and butterflies straight into the pit of my stomach.

"Come on. Let’s go. The press conference starts in half an hour.

"I don’t want to, I hate their questions." I groaned but Charles got up and pulled me with him.

"One of the downsides of being a formula one driver! At least we’re together today, so I can look at you and see at least something sweet the whole time…" he chuckled a little and I nudged his shoulder.

"Isn’t Danny with us today? Yeah? Great, then I have something to look at as well!" I laughed and Charles pinched my waist and I yelped a little.

"Say that again?" he challenged me but I only laughed.

"Oh come on! You know that you’re my only pretty boy that I’m looking at!" I looked at him and he kissed my cheek.

"I hope so!" and with that we got back on our bikes and drove to our garages.

I wasn’t listening to most of the questions, as they weren’t directed at me, I scanned the room for Salva Diaz, since he wasn’t in Baku I had hoped that he would stop to attend the press conferences when he realised that he barely got picked out for questions anymore. And when he got picked out most of the drivers wouldn’t really answer anymore. I was relieved when I scanned the room twice without a trace of him.

"Oscar Alvarado. ESPN Spain. Question for Lizzie. Your results are stagnating a little at the moment, you started the season on a high but now you barely make it into the points, do you have an explanation for that?" he asked and I saw Charles next to me clenching his jaw, balling his hands into fists.

"Umm- well I mean in Imola we had a problem with our settings? And we just couldn’t find out why the car was so fidgety? In Barcelona we had the same problem, so Monaco was a real success after we found the set up issues! And on a track like Baku your position on the grid is everything! With our messed up quali due to being impeded several times, I tried to do damage limitation. I’m hoping for a good weekend here in Montreal!" I answered, trying to stay as calm as possible.

I could see that the Spaniard wanted to ask a follow up question but Tom was quickly going to the next reporter and I was more than thankful.

"Frank Barnett. CBS Sports. Lizzie, question for you. There will be an upgrade coming in Silverstone, why did it take so long to bring the upgrade? Audi confirmed that it was set to be debuted in Barcelona, that’s now 3 races ago, what happened?" a grey haired man in the second row asked and I contemplated my answer.

"After Imola we realised that the upgrade could make the car probably even more fidgety and that was nothing that we needed, so we postponed the upgrade, after having the same issues again in Barcelona we knew the decision was right. But bringing the upgrade to Monaco or Baku was not worth it, both city tracks with little to no chance to overtake? A faster car wouldn’t help much there so yeah… Silverstone it is." I said, hopefully saying enough without saying too much.

"Alright. That’s it for today! Thank you all for coming and good luck for this weekend." Tom Clarkson ended the press conference and I was happy to leave, knowing that Julie awaited me for another Audi challenge.

"The look of pure horror was on his face! I swear! He’s really not into emojis apparently!" I laughed and Charles pushed the button for the lobby.

"Yeah I can imagine! Julie should come up with a meme challenge!" he suggested and I laughed even harder.

"Sure! That I can explain to him what a meme is, or what?" I said and Charles bumped my shoulder playfully.

"Oh come on! Valtteri is not that old!" he chuckled.

"Maybe, but I still doubt that he knows what a meme is." I said as we walked out of the elevator into the lobby where Andrea and JK were already waiting for us.

"Ready?" JK asked and I nodded, following him outside where a car already waited for us.

"See you later!" Charles gave me a side hug and a little kiss on the cheek before he left with Andrea, waiting for his car to arrive.

"Let’s go!" I said and got in the car, driving us to the track.

"Okay, am I going crazy or is everyone staring at me?" I whispered to JK as soon as I scanned my access pass and walked through the gate.

"Umm… no? They really are staring at you? What have you done, little trouble maker?" he chuckled and I shrugged my shoulders.

"No idea?" I answered confused as I watched how some Haas team members began to whisper and point at me "I swear I didn’t do anything!"

With every step we took further into the paddock, the whispers were getting more and more, people pointing at me, gathering together, staring at me with big eyes.

"LIZZIE!" Julie almost sprinted towards us and as she came to an abrupt halt in front of me she was slightly out of breath "Don’t worry, we’re on it! We’re already speaking with the FIA, it’s getting handled!"

"What is getting handled? Why are you speaking with the FIA? Julie, what is going on?" I asked and she made big eyes.

"You don’t- you don’t know?" she asked and I shook my head "Haven’t you read the article?"

"What article?" I already felt my throat getting dry, anxiety rising.

"Okay, let’s talk when we’re inside!" she said and began walking.

"No! Julie I want to know what’s going on!" I didn’t move and she looked at me, pity in her eyes.

"Someone released an article about you. With some insider details, about the FIAs involvement in Audi choosing you as a driver…" she said.

"The FIAs involvement? What do you mean?" I was beyond confused.

"An insider stated that the FIA and F1 offered Audi the early entry for this years season, instead of 2026, if they chose you, a girl, as one of our drivers to promote equality and inclusivity within F1. The source states that there is a performance clause in your contract that we only have to keep you as our driver next season if you’re at the end of this season in the top 10 of the drivers standings…" she began but stopped when she saw how I paled, body slightly trembling. I felt the bile rise up my throat and sprinted to the next rubbish bin and threw up. JK was in an instant by my side, holding my hair out of the way, rubbing soothing circles on my back.

"It’s okay, let it all out…" he whispered, as I finished he handed me my water bottle and I rinsed my mouth, before taking a big gulp "Come on, let’s go inside." he held me close to him as he spotted a large commotion of photographers in front of our hospitality "It’s okay. We know it’s not the truth! It’s all good!" he guided me inside and upstairs, where he pushed me down in an armchair. Shortly after Felix and a bunch of other people came upstairs, and they all started talking at once. I was feeling dizzy. Not listening to anything they were saying. I just heard the blood rushing in my ears and breathing getting harder and harder. Heart palpitating. All warmth left my body, replaced by a cold shiver that ran down my spine. I leaned forwards, elbows rested on my knees, head in my hands. I felt my heart clenching, lungs burning. A constant buzzing in my ears. I didn’t know how long I sat like that and how often someone tried to talk to me, but I shut out everyone.

"Mon amour?" a warm hand on my cheek, a gently voice broke me out of my trance. I looked up. Charles kneeling in front of me, smiling his most adorable smile. Suddenly all warmth flooded back into my body. Breathing evened out "Hi. Can you take a few deep breaths for me? Very good. Come on, sit up… here drink something." he handed me a glass of water and I jugged it down in one go "Keep breathing. In and out."

"What are you doing here?" I whispered and looked around, only JK, Julie and Andrea were sitting scattered around the lounge.

"JK called me, you were under shock…" he whispered back and I nodded slightly.

"Have you read the article?" I asked him and he shook his head "Everyone else did. They will bash my team because of me!"

"Stop! It’s not because of you! That article is a pile full of shit and lies! And we all know that!" he cupped my cheeks with both of his hands and gently leaned his forehead against mine "I know it’s hard, but you have to forget about it for now. It’s getting handled, you don’t have to worry about it. You need to focus now on practice, okay?"

"Okay…" I whispered after a while and he smiled a little, kissing my forehead.

"Come on! Let’s do the talking on track!" Charles got up and pulled me with him.

"You got this Liz!" JK patted my shoulder and I mustered a little smile.

I, in fact, didn’t got it. I felt the looks of everyone on me at all times and couldn’t focus on my driving. That the track was slightly wet and the traction wasn’t the best didn’t help. When I got out of the car after FP1 I checked my lap times and data, I was 2.2 seconds behind Max who was in P1 and only made it onto P17.

"It’s just practice! It’s all good! Let’s check where you can adapt and push more!" Pete patted my back comfortingly and I sighed.

I had to get my head back in the game. I could do that! Game face on. Something I learned over the last years.

I walked back to our hospitality with my head down, drawing as little attention as possible. I had to stop halfway through as a TV crew blocked my way, interviewing Günther Steiner. I walked around the little crowd that had gathered and continued my way, as I heard my name. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked up. Listening to what he was saying.

"… of course we were all surprised that Audi already joined the grid this season, usually it takes a couple of years! But now it all makes sense! We will officially file a complaint and demand full disclosure of the contracts!" Steiner chided, some of the people around him nodding in agreement. As soon as they recognised me they turned to me, starting to crowd me.

"You shouldn’t listen to good old Günther, he’s all talk no bite!" someone said in German with a thick Austrian accent behind me and I turned around, looking at Toto Wolff "I guess he’s just a little pissed that a new team is already way better than his own…" he waved his hand for me to walk next to him, shielding me from the people "I’ll get you to your hospitality."

"Thank you, Mr. Wolff." I smiled a little and walked beside him.

"Oh please, I’m Toto!" he chuckled.

"Alright, Toto. And what do you think? Do you also want full disclosure?" I asked him, a little cautious and he shook his head.

"God no. I don’t believe an article from a gossip blog." he winked and I nodded.

"Yeah, well it got reposted by several news outlets now… which will give it more credibility in the eyes of a lot of people." I said bitterly.

"It doesn’t matter. There are enough people who don’t believe it. Keep your head up!" Toto said and stopped in front of the Audi hospitality.

"Thank you, really!" I smiled at him and he waved a little as he walked away.

"You made a new friend?" Felix waved to Toto and put his arm around my shoulders.

"Yeah he kinda saved me from the angry mob." I sighed and Felix chuckled.

"Don’t worrry, kiddo. The FIA will release a statement regarding this whole issue." he said and we walked inside "It’s gonna be okay. You focus on driving and then that’s it."

"Yeah. I’ll try my best." I said and sat down, making the mistake of checking what was being said about this whole damn situation.

"Hey Lizzie, can you just tell us what happened there in turn 3?" Rachel Brookes from Sky UK asked and I nodded slightly.

"Umm- well yeah, first of all, the whole weekend has been extremely tricky for us, we struggled a lot with the balance of the car, it changes from one corner being really oversteery to in the next being totally understeery, so yeah I felt not really comfortable in the car. Throughout the weekend I had some problems with the rear in turns 3 and 4, and now in qualifying I just tried to push a little harder but then… yeah it’s a shame but I lost the rear and that was it unfortunately." I answered and she looked at me with sorry eyes.

"Yeah we could see that, actually both your cars had some problems in turns 3 and 4, what was going on in the car?" she asked next and I thought about our issues.

"Right now we’re struggling massively with the grip in rainy conditions and also with a fidgety rear. It’s really difficult to anticipate what the car will do next, so yeah…" I replied and she nodded.

"So how difficult is that making your job as a driver right now?" her last question.

"I don’t know, I mean it’s my job as a driver to still do as best as possible even when it’s difficult and yeah today was a particularly tricky day and it’s a shame that it ended like this." I sighed a little.

"Thank you Lizzie and good luck tomorrow!" she smiled and I walked away with Julie.

"Please tell me we’re done! I just want to leave!" I almost pleaded, looking at Julie. She nodded and I felt relieved.

"We’re done. Let’s go back!" she said and I followed her back to our team.

After crashing out in Q1 I would start tomorrow’s race from P17. Instead of showing that I in fact did deserve my seat in F1, I gave just another reason for why I didn’t. The whole team meeting went by in a blur and I wasn’t really listening. I had the posts, comments and interviews in my head. Now that a team principal of one and CEO of another team let out their view of the situation the internet had a field day. Everyone now felt like they’ve been right all along. I just wanted to go back to the hotel and hide away. The looks, the whispers, it all was enough for the day.

"Lizzie? Are you okay?" Felix asked out of the blue and I looked up, the room was empty beside me and Felix.

"Yeah! Sure… sorry, I-I was a little lost in my… in my thoughts. Sorry! I’ll go now." I stuttered out and he nodded "Felix? I’m really sorry for crashing out today…"

"It’s okay kiddo! There’s been a lot of trouble going on the last 2 days! No one is blaming you! It’s alright. Go back to the hotel and rest up! It’s going to be okay!" he hugged me and I nodded.

"Thanks, Felix." I mumbled and left.

Back in the hotel I took a quick shower and went straight to bed. Always when I thought that I might get over what was being said about me, something happened and pulled me down again. I laid down and closed my eyes. Trying to forget that horrible day.

"Lizzie…" Charles’ gentle voice called out from somewhere and I slowly opened my eyes and sat up looking around confused.

"What time is it?" my voice sounded hoarse.

"Not even 9. Are you okay?" he asked and scooted closer, taking my hand in his.

"Yeah, I’m fine, just tired and exhausted… sorry that I didn’t wait for you! I just wanted to leave and get back here…" I whispered not looking at him.

"It’s okay, cara mia! But hey, look at me… what’s going on? What happened?" he sounded worried.

"I lost the rear, the car is so fucking fidgety in turn 3 and 4… god I’m just so stupid! The whole weekend I struggled there! Why the fuck did I push that hard into turn 3? That’s not even a rookie mistake! That’s just a lack of… of everything!" I groaned, throwing my head back against the headboard.

"Stop it! Stop thinking like that! Lizzie, you tried to push your car to the limit! That is nothing bad!" Charles began but I scoffed.

"To the limit? I pushed it beyond the limit, Charles! I fucked up massively! There is no excuse for that! I’m just not… god I had so many other things in my head today! I couldn’t focus!" I said, voice flat.

"It’s been a tough few days! It’s just normal that you’re a little out of it! You’re human, not a freaking robot! It’s okay!" Charles pulled me closer but I shook my head "Yes! It’s not easy to get the things out of your head when literally everywhere you go the people throw them right back at you! I just need you to know that it’s not the truth what they’re all are saying, okay? You can’t believe a single word of them!"

"I don’t know… lately I’m making a lot of mistakes. I started the season on a high… but right now? God it feels like I’m getting worse instead of better…" I sighed but Charles cupped my face.

"Stop saying that! You put yourself under too much pressure! Stop thinking about what everyone else is saying! Stop thinking you have to prove yourself to anyone! Just focus on driving! Always give 100 percent! Always fight, do your best! The rest doesn’t matter! You hear me?" his voice was firm and I realised that I said the exact same words to him when he doubted himself during his rookie season in F1, he saw that I realised it and kissed my forehead "Your words helped me, all those years ago! So please, believe them as well… I’ll order us something to eat, because a little bird told me you haven’t eaten anything today… and then we’ll watch a movie, okay?"

"Okay…" I answered and Charles smiled a little.

"Tomorrow is a new day." he looked at me intently and I nodded, faking a smile "You’ll do great!"

"Sure."

As soon as we arrived in Charles flat I took a long and thorough shower, before I cuddled up into the sofa, just wanting to forget the weekend. Everyone was talking about the news article from Salva Diaz, speculating if there might be some truth in his words. The comments made by Steiner and Brown weren’t really helpful either. But of course the worst were the comments of fans or rather non fans and haters underneath every post that included me in some sort over the weekend. After the messed up quali, there wasn’t more in it then P11. But after Ocons 5 second penalty I got pushed to P10. At least in the points. Barely. Again. Everyone was trying to cheer me up, hence why I was texting back and forth with my family and friends, after a while of texting, Shima called me.

"Hey Shima…" I yawned a little.

"Hi Lizzie… how are you?" she asked and I sighed a little.

"I don’t know… I just want to forget this whole weekend and everything around it…" I said honestly, feeling how the tension in my shoulders was rising again "But let’s not talk about that, okay? Let’s just talk about something else. How about you? How are you?"

"Hmm… okay… well yeah, I’m good, fantastic even! You’re at Charles‘ place right?" she replied and I hummed a yes "Good! Did you get it?"

"Get what?" I asked and she laughed.

"I sent you a piece from our newest collection…" I could practically hear the smile on her face.

"Okay? I have to check, wait a minute…" I said and got up, walking into the hallway where 3 packages and a bunch of letters laid on the sideboard "Yeah, I got it. Do you want me to open it up?"

"Yeah! And try it on as well! Don’t worry, it is washed. And then can you please send me a selfie? Your head doesn’t have to be in it, I just want to see how it looks on a real body. And yes, it’s a little see through, suck it up!" she said and I walked into the bedroom, where Charles just walked out of the bathroom, wearing only sweatpants, mouthing me who’s on the phone.

"Charles wants to say hi, Shima!" I put the phone on speaker and laid it on the bed next to the package, as I left the room to get a scissor. When I came back Charles pulled a shirt over his head.

"… no just eat and watch a movie and that’s it for today. Lizzie is practically hangry at this point, almost crying for food." he chuckled, as I rolled my eyes, ignoring my grumbling stomach.

"Maybe forget about the movie… you might want to do something else later on… or should I say do someone else…" Shima laughed and I groaned.

"Okay! That’s enough you unhinged woman! I’ll send you your picture later on! Bye!" I hung up and Charles looked at me confused "She sent me something from their new collection and wants me to try it on…"

"New collection as in lingerie?" he said excitedly and grabbed the package "Come on! Open it! I want to see you try it on! Let’s have some sexy time!" he laughed and I rolled my eyes "Please?" he smiled his most adorable smile and I sighed.

"Alright. Package…" I extended my hand and he gave it to me, I sliced it open carefully and looked in, red lace greeting me "Oh wow, I think you’ll love it!" I smiled at him seductively and he groaned.

"Show me! Come one!" Charles was getting impatient and I laughed "Please, cara mia, can you hurry up and show me what…" he began as the doorbell rang "Worst timing ever! You! Put it on! I’ll get the food, we can reheat it later on… I want to see you in whatever that is… and then it’s sexy time…" he laughed and I shook my head.

"Go! God damn it!" I chuckled and he left the room.

I carefully pulled the red fabric out of the package and laid it on the bed, a beautiful lace babydoll and a matching string in a beautiful shade of red. I pulled my shirt, sweatpants and underwear off and carefully put the babydoll and the string on, it felt soft not itchy on my skin. As I looked into the mirror I blushed a little, I pulled my socks off and let my hairs down out of the messy bun, then twirled some strands around my fingers. I sat down and played with the beautiful fabric, waiting for Charles to return. After another 5 minutes, I decided to have a look where he was and got up. I walked out of the bedroom into the living room.

"So, no sexy time or what?" I asked as I rounded the corner and I stood in front of Arthur, Pascale and Charles. I stopped dead in my tracks, well aware of how little I was wearing. Charles pushed Arthur through the door into the dining room, before he jumped in front of me. I was petrified, eyes wide and unable to react.

"Here." he took off his shirt and pulled it over my head, then he kissed my forehead and turned around "So, uhm, well Lizzie and I…" Charles began.

"Yeah, I could see that, all of that…" Pascale said and I blushed even harder, holding my breath.

"Maman!" Charles groaned and I still wasn’t able to move "Cara mia? Breathe, please?" he whispered and rubbed the small of my back.

"Can I come back? Or do I have to stand here awkwardly?" Arthur asked and I exhaled loudly.

"It’s okay." I whispered and Charles nodded.

"You can come back in." he said and Arthur stepped through the door frame.

"Since when?" Arthur asked and I looked at him confused "Since when have you finally started dating?"

"Miami!" we both said at the same time.

"So 2022 then? I won!" Arthur chuckled and Pascale slapped his arm "Oh, don’t be a sore loser!"

"It’s about time, but true love always finds its way!" she hugged me and kissed my cheeks "Oh ma fille! I’m so happy for you two!" then she went on to kiss Charles "We just came by to bring you some food! That you don’t have to worry about it tomorrow, after just arriving…"

"But it looks like Charles was about to eat something else…" Arthur chuckled and I gasped.

"Arthur Leclerc! Will you stop!" Pascale exclaimed and Charles shot daggers at him "We’ve brought your food. You’re good for today and tomorrow and now we’ll go. Arthur, stop laughing!"

"I’m just so happy that these two finally are together! Come on let me be happy!" he laughed and Pascale pushed him towards the hallway "And also you brought me a lot of money! Thank you!"

"GO!" Charles was fuming and closed the door louder than necessary, as he turned around to say something it knocked on the door "What?!" he almost shouted just to see a delivery boy cowering on the door mat "I’m so sorry! I thought you were someone else! Fuck! I’m really sorry!" he took the food and handed the still frightened boy the money with a really generous tip "I’m really sorry! Have a nice evening!" he closed the door, grabbed the bag with our food and walked back into the living room, where I still stood "Cara mia? Hey?" he put the bag on the coffee table and cupped my face "Hi, my pretty girl. Talk to me… what’s going on?"

"What’s going on? I stood practically naked in front of your Mum and Arthur! Arthur! God, Charles! Why didn’t you say something!" I groaned.

"I’m sorry. It happened so fast! I opened the door because I thought it’s our food and then walked back in to get my wallet and then they already stood there in the middle of the room and I was shell shocked! Then Maman started babbling about the race and then the food while Arthur looked around, searching for you and then you appeared and… god! I’m so sorry!" Charles rambled, rubbing soothing circles on my cheeks.

"I mean… at least we don’t have to tell them anymore…" I sighed and he nodded.

"But what I saw… mhhhh cara mia you looked gorgeous. Like a true goddess in red…" he mumbled, while leaving tiny kisses along my jaw "How about you go back in the bedroom, pull my stupid shirt that covers all your beauty off and wait for me… and I’ll be storing the food away and then we’ll have a little… sexy time…" he wiggled his eyebrows and I had to laugh.

"Oh stop!" I hit his shoulder playfully but then gave him a small peck on the lips "I’m waiting…" but when I turned around to walk away my stomach began to crumble and Charles laughed.

"I guess we should eat first… I can’t have you fainting on me!" he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back "Come on pretty girl, let’s eat." he let go of me and disappeared in the kitchen, while I sat down on the sofa, opening up the food containers.

"Here you go." Charles returned, handing me a fork and placing a bottle of sparkling water on the table in front of me "I hope what I ordered is fine? After all “I don’t care, just food!” wasn’t the most specific instruction…"

"Rice, veggies and egg rolls? Perfect!" I said as I bit into the first egg roll and moaned a little.

"Okay, stop! That’s just mean now!" Charles chided and I looked at him "You! Making these noises!"

"I’m sorry, Charlie bear…" I giggled a little and he just rolled his eyes "But hey! That food? Energy boost for sure…"

"And?" he asked looking a little confused.

"We’ll need a lot of energy later on…" I said, biting in another egg roll, moaning teasingly.

"Okay, enough! Hurry the fuck up!" he groaned and I laughed.

"Whatever you say…"

"Come on Liz! Almost there!" JK shouted and I tried my best to keep up with him. The next 15 minutes were torture and as we finally stopped at the look out I was out of breath "Jeez girl! You’re heaving like my grandmother! Where’s your inhalator?" I pulled it out of my shorts and used it "Better?" he looked concerned.

"Yeah… I’m just… today’s not my day…" I said and sat down on one of the benches.

"What’s going on? I could tell that something was bothering you…" JK sat down next to me but I just shook my head "Come on kiddo! You know you can tell me everything?"

"It’s nothing… really! I’m getting used to it…" I sighed.

"But you shouldn’t just get used to it… you should talk about it!" JK gently squeezed my shoulder and I closed my eyes.

"I’m fine. Really." I got up and began to stretch "Come on. We’re meeting Charles and Andrea at the harbour and I want to make it down there before it‘s starting to rain!"

"Liz… you need to talk about it… whatever it is that’s going on right now…" he began but I shook my head.

"No I don’t…" I ran off, trying to ignore the dull pain inside my chest.

I was deep in my thoughts when I collided with something hard, tumbling backwards. A set of strong arms stopped me from falling, but I flinched away, caught in surprise.

"Hey pretty girl, it’s me. Just me…" Charles held up his hands a little as if he was approaching a wounded animal "Just me, Lizzie. It’s all okay…" I blinked confused and looked around. The harbour. "Hey… what’s going on? Talk to me?"

"It’s… umm- it’s nothing, I’m good." I mumbled as I felt the first raindrops on my face and I looked up. The sky turning dark above us.

"Fuck Lizzie! This wasn’t suppose to be a race!" JK came to an abrupt halt next to me, slightly out of breath "And next time don’t just run across the streets without looking! You almost ended up as roadkill. Twice!"

"What?" I looked at him.

"The streets? When you crossed them? You almost got hit by a car, twice!" he sounded agitated.

"What?" Charles looked at JK, who only shrugged his shoulders "What’s going on with you today? Since this morning you’re completely out of it?"

"I’m not? It’s just… I’m just having a bad day, nothing serious!" I tried to play it down, but Charles scoffed.

"You’re lying, Lizzie! I know you… I know when you’re lying!" he looked at me and I shook my head.

"I’m fine Charles, don’t worry!" I waved him off and walked towards the entrance of the marina.

"I saw it. I saw the post you read this morning…" Charles said and I turned a little "Please Lizzie! Please talk to me!" he almost pleaded and I saw how JK walked off, towards Andrea, leaving us alone "Please Lizzie, let me help you! I can’t see you like this anymore! Please…" he sounded hurt and I swallowed hard, closing my eyes for a moment.

"It‘s just a lot lately… I really try to stay away from all the negativity towards me online… especially after last weekend! I really try to ignore all the comments under my posts or any other posts that I see… I’m really trying, Charles! But for some time now the hate is getting worse and worse… it’s almost like every minute there’s a new post all about me and how bad of a driver I am! I swear I don’t actively search for them in Instagram. But they’re always plopping up everywhere! And if it’s not a new post, then it’s comments under every single post where I am mentioned. They’re commenting on everything! How I look, how I dress, what I eat, how I train, how I drive, how I behave? It’s all just straight up hate… And now that my performance is declining as well? Now that I keep on making mistakes… I’m just wondering if maybe they all are right? Maybe I’m not that good? Maybe I really am only here because of your help? And because of a deal between Audi and the FIA? Because Formula 1 wanted to have a girl as a driver…" my voice broke off and I turned my head down, not able to look Charles in the eyes. Since last weekend the hate and doubt towards me had reached a new height. The article about the whole Audi/FIA/F1 thing and my employment brought forth a lot of people to voice their opinion about me. It felt like I was drowning in an ocean of hate and doubt, where all the comments, posts, articles, interviews, videos and whatsoever dragged me down deeper and deeper. Until there was no light above me, the surface long gone. Down to this dark place, where breathing was difficult and the clenching of my heart was almost painful. A ringing in my ears, every slow heartbeat as loud as a thunder.

"Okay, okay! Stop! You hear me? You are one of the best and most talented drivers on the grid! You deserve your seat! And your performance isn’t declining! You’re a rookie in a better midfield car! You can’t always drive straight up to the podium! Audi wanted you! And just you! They didn’t care that you’re a girl! There wasn’t a secret deal or anything! They wanted the best available driver and that was you! Period!" Charles voice was calming me down and he cupped my cheeks, forcing me to look at him. In an instant the warmth of his hands spread over my cheeks "And for the people commenting on your looks? What you wear? God Lizzie, I mean, seriously? You are by far the most beautiful girl on this planet! There is no one compared to you! Mon amour, do you even know how much I admire you? I could look at you for hours and it still wouldn’t be enough!Lizzie everything about you is perfect! You could wear a trash bag and still look gorgeous! Don’t listen to what they’re saying! Most of these people who comment stuff like that are just jealous! Because they don’t look nearly as good as you! So please! Ignore it! Please believe me!" I swallowed hard.

"I want to believe you! I really do! But it’s so fucking hard! It’s so hard to ignore it, to just shrug it off… I feel like I’m drowning... like I’m fighting a shadow who constantly wants to drag me down… and it’s winning! Because no matter what I’m doing… I’m never good enough! I feel so fucking worthless at times… It hurts so fucking much, because I can see how much it pains you all to see me like this and I really try my best to keep my head up… to not show how much it hurts… to smile and say that I’m okay. It’s so hard to pretend that everything is fine… but I can’t…" I choked out.

"Then stop pretending! You hear me? Stop it! You don’t have to do that! Let me help you, let me be there for you! Please, mon amour, please let me help you!" Charles pleaded and I broke down, the weight on my shoulders piling up over the last weeks was finally caving in on me, the pain growing to strong. I cried out, tears streaming down my face, body trembling and Charles pulled me in a tight hug, rubbing soothing circles on my back "You’re not alone in this, mon amour, we’re all here for you! You don’t have to pretend anymore, okay? You don’t have to put on a brave face!"

"I’m just so tired of it all… I just want to drive and make you all proud. I just… I just want to be happy again…" I whispered and he hugged me only tighter.

"We’re all proud of you… we always were, Lizzie!" Charles cooed, as the heaven above us opened up the floodgates, soaking us within seconds. We both looked at each other and Charles smiled at me, leaning in, kissing me, on the sidewalk, taking away my pain, in the middle of Monaco, and wouldn’t it rain cats and dogs and the streets were almost empty, it would’ve been for everyone to see.

"I love you, mon amour…"

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Chapter 19 - poor Lizzie has to go through a lot (again)… but we’re heading to Silverstone next and it’s a chapter I’m super excited about!

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Sweet dreams [P.P]

Yandere OUAT Peter Pan x Reader Headcanon

Requested // Request Rules

"Yandere ouat Peter Pan hc’s with a reader who visits neverland in their dreams? I’m esp thinking a sort of a slow-burn situation where he falls in love slowly— maybe not even realizing it until reader stops showing up because they started taking sleeping pills or something (because let’s be honest, having to spend every night in neverland sounds terrifying)"

A/n - When you said hc I'm assuming you wanted headcanons sometimes people don't actually mean it. Like it could be an autocorrect thing. Anyways I hope you like this! Sorry if that's not what you wanted!

Submitted by Anon

Warning! Yandere behavior, obsession, mentions of punishment, and favoritism

Word count: 2,212

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/"Talking"//Thinking//Muttering-Whispering/

You were lost.

So very lost.

You didn't even know it until that one fateful night.

You went to bed not expecting anything.

The dream you had didn't even feel like a dream...

And there you were standing on sand.

You were at a beach connected to an island.

It was overwhelmingly huge- the mountains as far as the eye can see.

You started walking, taking your time to venture into your new surroundings.

What you didn't know was that someone was watching you...

The next night was practically the same.

You ventured out in search of new things, and eventually, this became your regular night routine-

Along with a certain someone...

It has now been about a week or so, and you've learned a few things about this island.

One- Anything you can imagine can come true.

Two- It exists only in your dreams.

You learned that one the hard way.

What I mean was that you told your parents about it, assuming they'd tell you the name of this island, and all they said was they'd never heard of such an island.

You even tried finding it on maps because you genuinely believed there was more to it than just being a dream... Little did you know how right you were.

However, during that week, you soon realized how quickly you got lost. You were really bad at memorizing. So, you devised a solution. You thought up a couple of ribbons, and it appeared. You tied them around a couple of trees and branches so you knew where you were going the next time you visited.

However, the ribbons did work but only for a short amount of time.

It confused you. You had a theory that perhaps they'd disappear the moment you woke up, but that was debunked the moment you came back to see them still there... So why are they gone now??

You questioned it for a while and settled with the possibility that the things you think up can only exist for a few days, whether you are there or not.

It was now the current time.

You were sitting on a tree thinking about what to make real next.

Having the power to do so was more complex than it looked.

After all, having the ability to make anything real was, well, overwhelming...

But your thoughts were quickly interrupted.

"Hello there!" He popped out of nowhere, which slightly frightened you.

You didn't think anyone else was able to go here, but you... perhaps he was a figment of your imagination? After all, you didn't want to admit it, but you were kind of lonely. In real life and fake.

"H-hi umm, who are you?"

His smirk vanished instantly.

"How do you not know?! Does your world not tell my story?!" He stared at you in shock. When you didn't answer him, he knew. "I'm Peter- Peter Pan. And you would have known that this tree belongs to me."

"That doesn't make any sense... How can this tree belong to you? I've been here a thousand times, and not once have I seen or heard of you. Besides, how did you even get in my dreams? Did I make you up or something??"

Peter didn't really appreciate your attitude.

To be honest, Peter already knew everything he needed to know about you. That's why he chose to introduce himself to you now.

After the first introduction, he wasn't really a big fan of you.

At first, he never cared much and only followed you a few times, just to find out more about you.

But something in his guts told him to learn more about you.

Perhaps it's because you were the only lost girl that his shadow actually liked.

Anyways-

You guys weren't exactly friendly with each other.

At least not at first.

You didn't trust him, and he didn't trust you.

However, he didn't really see you as a threat either.

So, instead, he chooses to play a little game with you.

One you weren't aware of.

"Fine, sit there on that tree branch. At least I can sit on the clouds above."

Peter smirked all proudly. He knew what he was doing.

He was trying to egg you on. He wanted to see your full capabilities.

He knew that the only way anyone could fly was with pixie dust; that's why he didn't tell you. He was sure you wouldn't be able to fly, so you both made a bet.

He was utterly shocked when he lost.

What happened was that you started flying without it...

This piqued his interest really quickly.

I mean, even when he was a kid, he couldn't even do that when he visited...

Soon enough, the real game began-

This game involved you and Peter where he would test you on your abilities without you even knowing it.

Now, mind you, you and Peter are still not friends yet.

So, you found him quite annoying, and when you showed him you could fly without pixie dust, you rubbed it in his face.

That obviously irritated him, so he rechallenged you.

Doubling the rewards from the last bet.

He gave you a bow n arrow and told you to shoot him in the heart.

You were entirely against it, but he insisted.

He guaranteed that you wouldn't be able to even if you thought of it...

What surprised him was that you actually managed to.

Of course, Peter didn't actually give you a real deadly weapon. The arrows weren't real. It was just an illusion.

Now, you'd think that Peter regretted underestimating you; however, he made the bet to be more beneficial to him.

The bet was that if you won, you could have a more comfortable place to stay. So instead of always sleeping and sitting on the uncomfortable ground, you could have a place where you can sit on a comfy chair and have a warm meal, a warm shower, some new clothes, and a bed made for you every time you visit. But if he won, you'd have to do everything he says. You'd become his slave.

Obviously, he underestimated you, but that doesn't change the fact that you'll still be under his watch. Now that he has you in his camp, he'd be able to watch you more closely.

He was genuinely interested in finding out what made you different and if there was a possibility that he would be able to harness the power that you have.

Thus, the idea of Peter having you by his side and for him to study you closely came to be.

Whether you like it or not, he intends to make you like him. That way, you'd choose to be by his side at all times.

However, he didn't expect his feelings to change over time.

After the whole ordeal, Peter took you to camp and showed you all of their traditions. It took a while since you weren't really there.

He puts a lot of effort into being your friend. He knew that your meeting wasn't great; however, you didn't question his change of mood. So he kept playing the part.

Now, when he is testing your ability, he would do small things like-

The boys are sick; can you please think of some type of medicine to cure them???

Along with other scenarios where you would be forced to use a lot of brain power to create a lot of things.

This made you gain the label of 'mother' here in Neverland.

The younger lost boys started calling you this after a while of you treating their injuries and actually showing them some caring affection that they have forgotten the feeling of.

Peter wasn't a huge fan of it at first but soon realized how helpful it could be to have you as their new 'mother.'

After all, a mother shouldn't leave their children behind, right?

A couple has now passed, and Felix has started to gain a scene of worry. He realized that Pan changed, and he knew that Peter didn't see it.

Before, when you first arrived, he would have Felix keep an eye on you but never care enough to make him do anything to you.

Every day, he would report to Peter what he learned about you, and one day Peter decided to introduce himself.

And soon enough, Felix found you at their camp with Peter.

Peter explained everything to him as if the plan never changed.

At first, Felix played along, being nice to you, becoming your friend to cry on, to lean on, to 'trust.'

But soon enough, Felix started questioning if Pan wasn't actually acting anymore.

It's one thing to save you from drowning due to a mermaid, but ensuring you were okay afterward was a little strange.

After all, Felix even prepared the nursery for you, expecting Peter to tell him to tend to your wounds... but no. He told him to get out as he laid you on the bed.

But of course, Felix was too loyal to actually question anything. To actually do anything. To make Pan realize.

It has now been about a year since you first arrived. You have gotten used to this routine of yours.

And Felix stopped questioning Pan's deepening interest in you.

In the beginning, Pan would treat you like everyone else, but throughout the year, he'd slowly stop yelling at you as much as he would yell at them; he has even gotten softer with your punishments, and he'd give you fewer chores, and he'd even hang out with you alone more.

Obviously, the other lost boys have realized that Pan has grown to develop feelings for you. Of course, no one would say anything about it.

At least no one but Felix. He mentioned it a few times throughout the year, but it only struck Pan when he punished Felix. Pan realized that Felix might be right.

And that's when he started to question things.

He soon realized how desperate he became to know where you are at all times. He realized how demanding he'd get when you disappeared.

How he'd use 90 percent of the lost boys to search the island to find where you would reappear.

Peter didn't like how he felt the need to have you by his side.

It was as if he was falling in love with you without even realizing it until now.

Soon enough, the night came when you didn't show.

And that's when Peter's feelings became too unbearable to hide, too unbearable to deny.

He made everyone search the whole island that night.

His heart was beating so fast he could take it anymore.

He removed it from his body to find a strange spot. A deep reddish light that grew and glowed brighter than the rest of his heart. He caressed it with his fingers and felt a vast sensation flow in his body.

Hundreds of memories of you flew into his mind. Or at least it felt like that.

That's when he knew he was infected by you.

The red spot glowing on his heart, growing every day, was love for you.

The deep darkness in his heart raged at the thought of him having and growing a weakness that he wouldn't be able to get rid of.

He thought it would be best to leave you alone. That perhaps this feeling would go away with time.

Oh, how deeply wrong he was.

Meanwhile, it has been about a week since the last time you visited Neverland. You missed it quite dearly.

You weren't sure why you weren't able to visit anymore. You were still technically a kid and your feelings of being lost never changed.

In fact, you felt more wanted there, more loved. So why can't you go there now?

You questioned if it might have been your pills. Your parents were getting a little mad at you, for always sleeping. You'd sleep in class all the time.

But when they realized how you'd change throughout the year, how you became more desperate for sleep. They were getting worried that maybe you weren't getting enough rem sleep. The kind of sleep that makes you feel very well-rested when you wake up. The kind that actually gives you energy in the morning.

So, they made you take deep sleeping pills that will force you into a very deep, dreamless sleep.

You couldn't avoid taking it either; your mother was sure of it.

She'd always stay in the room to watch you take it. She'd always make sure to watch you swallow, and she'd even force you to open your mouth so she could check.

After all, it was for your own good.

Now, to Peter, those seven days were the worst days of his life, and he made sure to show it too. Whether he knew it or not, he became more ruthless toward the lost boys, but eventually, on the last day, he caved.

He made his shadow look for you. He even stopped the plans of finding Henry for you. He stopped everything just so he could have you.

And soon enough, his shadow found you.

A/n

I don't know why but making this one was a little harder for me... Lol, I hope you like it though. Sorry, I took longer than I normally do... 🙏💗 If you guys find any mistakes, let me know 🥰😘

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Hey! Can I request Recom lyle wainfleet x shy!reader pls? I love you!! <3

I didn’t think I would be doing requests since I’m pretty busy with school and my small business but this was adorable and I couldn’t resist so thank you anon! I really feel like Lyle would be be pretty chill around a shy person but I also feel like the more he gets to know them he would be into teasing them a bit more. I hope you enjoy! ( ^-^)/💕

Lyle Wainfleet X Shy! Human Reader

* You were hoping to get the chance to work on Pandora as a scientist but when you found out what your job entailed you got really nervous. Your main job would be to oversee the recombinant team and make sure their mission went smoothly. This involved a lot of one on one interaction with a bunch of marines... Yeah. You were *so* nervous you might have lost sleep over it. You had very limited experience with soldiers and you knew that they were often rough around the edges to say the least.

* You were determined to make the best of the situation, even if you had a million what-ifs running through your head. Your first day on the job was waking up the recoms. For safety purposes, you could only wake two at a time so if anything malfunctioned or they had issues you could correct the problem before risking any of the other bodies. Round one was Mansk and Lyle who both woke up a little confused but were pretty easily managed.

* You introduced yourself quietly and found making eye contact was harder than you imagined so you focus on your clipboard.

* "I am y/n, I am part of the science crew that you'll be working with. My job is to make sure your bodies are functioning as they should and treating any injuries you may face." You glance up at the two marines and realized just how big they were. You were already kind of short but hanging around with giants really sent it home.

* Mansk nodded his head and started his reflex testing with one of your colleagues. Lyle however sat down on the nearest surface and stared at his huge hands. He looks over at you with big eyes and a twinge of worry in his voice. "Doc, what... Why? What happened?" His confusion actually calmed you down a bit and made him seem less intimidating.

* "I know this is umm what's the word... Jolting?" You fumble for words as Lyle peeps up. "Freaky is more like it." You were a bit hesitant to keep talking so you gripped your board tighter and cleared your throat. You made yourself look into his eyes and tried your best to be comforting.

* "I suppose that's a way of phrasing it too. Um... How much of your last life do you remember?" You realized quickly that was a personal question and followed it with a rushed, " Don't feel like you have to tell me any details, but sometimes it takes a little while for memories to come back after first waking up." Lyle looks at you and rubs his hand on the back of his neck, looking mildly stressed out.

* You don't know what made you do it but you offered your hand out for him to take. He pauses for a minute but places his hand in your small one. At first, he brushes his fingertips against your palm and when you didn't pull back he slowly put his whole hand in yours. His yellow eyes are watching you and suddenly you feel a bit silly.

* It was like your mouth stopped functioning properly and you try to choke out a sentence to make the silence less intense. "Umm, just so you know I'm here for you." It sounded sappier out loud than you thought it would and mentally cringed a bit. Lyle didn't say anything but squeezed your hand and gave you a nod. He seemed to be at a loss for words too.

* "I have a copy of all your previous video logs leading up to the... um... you know" You motion your other hand awkwardly in the air, not wanting to mention his death so soon after waking him up. "So if you want to see any of them or access your personal belongings they're in my office. You're welcome to visit anytime... As I said, I'm here for you." You flash a small smile in hopes of cheering him up a bit. It seems to work because he takes a deep breath and removes his hand slowly.

* "So what now Doc?" Your face got hotter as he leaned forward into your personal space. You stumbled over your response a bit, "I'm not really a doctor, I just do um sciencey stuff. As for what you're going to do next. You'll be working with Marq over there and he'll lead you through some exercises to see how well your body is doing. And hopefully, after that, you'll be able to get some food and rest." You trail off a bit at the end of your sentence but add some more soft words.

* "The first day is the hardest, so just take it easy tonight okay?" You move backward and you feel your heart race a bit as Lyle continues to stare at you even after you've broken eye contact with him. When he stands up you move out of his way quickly and do your best not to trip over your feet. When he reaches Marq he looks back at you and you give an encouraging thumbs up.

* Lyle does what he's told for the rest of the day and relaxes as much as he can in his new freakishly large body. His mind keeps running back to you and your quiet words. Being a marine he's pretty used to being barked orders and following them with no questions. He was terrified when he woke up but the longer he was awake his memories trickled back in. He didn't realize how much he needed someone to be soft with him at that moment but was ever grateful you took the time to comfort him when many others would have ignored him.

* At lights out he can't sleep and starts wandering the halls, going back to the science lab he met you in earlier. You were probably asleep but Lyle was hoping that you were there and he could spend some more time with you. He trails along slowly and gets lost in his thoughts when he almost runs face-first into a doorway.

* He felt a sharp tug on his pant leg and stopped suddenly, turning his head around to see what had touched him. It was y/n from earlier. She was dressed in casual clothes and carrying a mug of what smelled like hot chocolate. She had a worried look on her face and she suddenly let go of his pants as if he was on fire.

* "I um, you... You uh were going to hit your head" She points to the doorway about a foot away from his face. It was his turn to feel silly this time. "Well it's good you caught me when you did then. I didn't even see it, my mind was elsewhere you know?" He felt like smacking his face with his hand in embarrassment but held back.

* Y/n shifted her feet a little and glanced at the floor. "Couldn't sleep?" The words were so quiet he almost didn't catch them. He couldn't think of anything to say other than "Pretty much. You said you had some of my stuff?" She glanced up and nodded and then motioned with her hand to follow her. "Yeah I do, let's go to my office."

* Lyle walked slowly behind her in hopes that he could spend more time with her. The base was a big place and he still managed to feel claustrophobic. When you were with him it didn't feel so bad. You might not have much to say to him outside of work-related stuff but Lyle was happy with any conversation because it meant he didn't have to be alone in his thoughts.

* When you got to your office door you fumbled with your keys and dropped them. Before you could lean down Lyle had his hand on your shoulder and stooped down to pick them up for you. Your face felt hot again and he made your heart rate pick up. His big hands were slow and gentle as he placed your keys back in your hand. "I didn't want you to spill your drink. Here." You take the keys and hold them firmly this time to not let them slip through your hands. You unlock the door and walk in, making sure to remind Lyle of the height of the doorway.

* "Just watch your head okay, I don't want you to hurt yourself. The new height is going to take some getting used to." Lyle was grateful for the reminder and ducked his head carefully. He watched as you hurried around your desk and set your drink down. "So I didn't personally collect your things, if something is missing please let me know and I'll do my best to find it for you. The cleaners were under strict orders not to throw anything out."

* You placed a box on your desk and waved Lyle closer. He took a peak inside and looked over what belongings he had left behind. A couple of magazines (thankfully nothing dirty he thought as he snuck another glance at y/n). There were some clothes, his dog tags, a jar of protein powder, and his wallet. Nothing of particular importance to him now that he was in a new body. He picked up the small leather wallet and opened it to see his driver's license. His hand started to tremble and he felt his anxiety spike again.

* He was never going to be human again. He was never going to drive his car, wear his clothes, or do anything "normal" ever again. His mission was the only thing that mattered now and his breathing hitched. Y/n could only watch as Lyle's face distorted into a panicky expression.

* You weren't one to normally touch people you didn't know very well but you wanted to do something to comfort him. So you walked to his side and put your hand on his lower back and reached up with your other one to grab the wallet out of his hand. You seemed to have startled him from his trance and his arm jerked away from you involuntarily. You step back and start apologizing profusely.

* "I'm sorry I shouldn't have-" Lyle brings his hand back and grabs your hand gently. "No, you're fine... I just... Thank you for pulling me out of my thoughts again. It's just-" You grasp his hand back and interrupt him for a change. "Just going to take some getting used to. You don't have to explain yourself but I do want you to know that we have a trauma counselor available. I think it would be a good resource for you and maybe some of the others." You pause and when he doesn't reject the idea you continue quietly. " I just know that when things happen that way, it can be nice to talk to someone about it."

* You remove your other hand from his back and put it over his blue one, sandwiching him between your tiny palms. "I want you to know... I am also here. I know I keep saying it but it's just... I guess." You shake your head frustrated and unable to find the right way to word your intentions.

* Lyle throws his wallet back in the box and kneels down in front of you, his hand still entrapped in yours. He looked like he wanted to say something but he let out a rough sigh. He was also trying to figure out how to word his intentions. You fidgeted a little with his hand and he heard your breathing hitch a bit. He worried for a minute that he was holding you too tight but quickly realized it was your sudden proximity that had you nervous. Lyle backed up, but you kept ahold of his hand which he took as a sign that you didn't want him to leave.

* "Can I stay with you? I really don't want to go back to the dorms right now. You... You make me feel safe y/n and right now everything is just... Fuck." He brings his other hand up and covers his face in shame. He was so forward and sounded so much needier than he wanted to. She probably thought he was pathetic or clingy or weird or all of the above. He held his breath and waited for you to tell him to get lost. Instead, when that never came he glanced at your face.

* You looked about as anxious as he did at that moment which gave him some relief. You were undeniably happy that Lyle had come to see you again. Granted the circumstances weren't great but you were glad he was here. You couldn't get him out of your head either and you felt the incredible urge to hide your face with your hands, which at the moment were tied up with his.

* So instead you quietly mumbled, "I don't think you'd fit in my bed." Lyle let out a small laugh and covered his mouth with his hand. "I wasn't asking to sleep with you, but it's nice to know that's an option even if your bed wouldn't hold me." You pulled your bottom hand away from his and covered as much of your face as you could with your fingers. "That's not what I meant and you know it!" Lyle couldn't help but smile at how embarrassed you looked with your hand covering your pretty face.

* "Don't hide beautiful, I'm just teasing." He pulls your hand back and gives you a small kiss on your knuckles before laughing at your expression. Lyle had a feeling that as long as he had you, things would be just fine.

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