#or toilet paper all around his little stall

[shiggysimp69]

Public Restrooms

Warning: Implied non-con, Reader gets followed.

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You never liked public restrooms. They were filthy, claustrophobic, and always smelled like body odor. There was something inherently nerve wracking to be engaging in something so private next to complete strangers. You only hated one thing more than using public bathrooms, and that was using them at night.

Gnats fluttered around the bright street lights as you tightened your multicolored scarf around your neck.

“It's colder than it was yesterday…” You thought, blowing on your frostbitten hands. Work had ended an hour ago, however, you decided to stay longer for a little overtime. But now your bladder was practically bursting and you needed to make your way to the nearest restroom before things got ugly. You looked around, the shop was all closed up and your home was a whole bus ride away.

“Maybe there'll be one on the way?”

Snow crunched beneath your feet as you made your way to the bus stop. The air smelled of frost and gasoline. Winter came with a vengeance this year, covering almost everything with a fresh coat of glittery white snow. It would be nice to have a car at a time like this but with your rent already sky high, it would be virtually implausible. You approached the stop, blowing on your hands once more as you scanned the area. You couldn't see any stores still open at this hour. In a perfect world, someone would make an exception and let you in just to pee. But it was not a perfect world. You looked to your left and there was a bench with a roof to keep out the snow or rain; but there was also a person there, sitting. You didn't wanna bother the man, especially if he was homeless, however, it was becoming more and more difficult to hold yourself. You were tempted to just go in a bush at this point. Walking over to the man, you waved at him.

“Excuse me.”

He looked up at you, his messy hair falling over his face. You would be lying if you said he didn't give you a weird vibe. He sat hunched over, dressed in all black, with sharp red eyes. You almost peed right then and there.

“S-Sorry to bother you but do you know anywhere I can use the restroom?” You asked, swallowing your fear. He stared at you for a while, and you swear he was undressing you with his eyes. His tongue swiped his bottom lip. That's when you realized just how dry and chapped they were. Actually, the man's whole face looked a little dehydrated…

“Down the street to the left.”

You blinked.

“There's a park and the bathrooms should still be open…” He spoke again.

“Oh, right! Thank you.”

You laughed a bit to clear the nervousness in your voice. He looked away and you took that as the end of your conversation, turning around and heading for the park. As you walked you felt his gaze on you once more. It made you shiver, his eyes colder than any winter. But you kept going, he was probably just some homeless guy that you'd never see again after tonight. Right… Just some bitter homeless person.

To your surprise, the man was right. You half figured you'd get led around in circles listening to someone who clearly wasn't mentally sound. But there it was. You hoped that you'd be able to go inside somewhere to pee. Like a restaurant or convenience store. It just felt safer that way, and it was more than likely cleaner than the restroom you just stepped into. It reeked of feces and hot piss, and questionable stains and toilet paper seemed to be everywhere. This was one of the many reasons why you absolutely hated public bathrooms. You could catch a disease sitting on some of these toilets. However, beggars can't be choosers and you were about to bust.

The creaking of the bathroom door caught your attention as you looked for a clean stall. Great. Now it was worse. Doing your private business next to a stranger was embarrassing and you avoided it at all costs. You sighed.

“It's whatever, just hurry up and pick a stall.” You thought, pushing open another door. Heavy footsteps approached you but you didn't turn to face them. It wasn't until they stopped that you looked over. Your eyes were met with deep crimson ones. It was him, the man from the bus stop. You took a cautionary step back.

“Y-You can't be in here.” You spoke, trying to convince yourself that he was just confused and didn't know that this was the women's restroom. He didn't respond, eyes still locked on yours. He sat with a hunch before but now he towered over you. At least a five inch difference between the two of you. For some reason he looked more cognitive than when you first saw him. Something about the look in his eyes told you that he definitely wasn't confused and that he knew exactly what he was doing. Suddenly, you felt warm in thirty degree weather. Fear heating you up and making you sweat bullets. Your heart sank as he took a step closer. You shook your head, a silent “no” escaping your lips.

“What's wrong…?”

Your eyes widened, shocked to hear his voice.

“A cute little thing like you stumbles across my path and you think I'm just supposed to let you go?”

His voice was smooth yet raspy, and it definitely wasn't something you'd ever forget. He stepped forward again and you backed up, straight into a wall. You looked behind you and in that moment he closed the gap between the two of you. He chuckled as he gazed upon your face. Horror. Absolute terror was written all over it. With tears filling your eyes and dampening your full lashes. You were beautiful.

“little one… You are nothing but a sheep waiting to be herded. Now you're gonna sit here like a good little lamb and let me fuck that sweet pussy of yours until we're both spent and my balls are completely dry.”

Without warning, hot liquid ran down your legs leaving a dark spot right at your crotch. He looked down at the area and smirked.

“How adorable. I guess you have no choice but to take them off now…”

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#shigaraki tomura #tomura shigaraki #mha #mha shigaraki #mha tomura #my hero academia #bnha #bnha shigaraki #bnha tomura #boku no hero academia #shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #tomura x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #writing #shigaraki smut #tomura smut

[silentsundown]

"A keycard?"

"Yeah, one of these that military personnel and scientists carry with them. I thought that instead of stealing one, I could ask you for one. I mean you've got all kinds of things in your little stall, you probably have one."

"Well... I did have one, but I cannot find it anymore..."

"Oh, crap."

"...Well in fact it might just be not too far, but you'll have to make a copy of the file of your research for me and some money. How about that?"

Yeah. Doesn't sound very true, Aiganym thought.

"Erwin... do you have one or not?"

"I did, but as I said, I misplaced it", Erwin blabbered, "I'm pretty sure it's somewhere in my stuff, but this little stall is such a mess I can't find anything. It might also be in my trailer. Either way, if I do find it, I'll text you, ok?"

Aiganym was still not buying it, but went along with him. There was no point in trying to force him to tell the truth.

"Right", she replied. "I'll bring you a copy of my notes when I've got enough and then you'll find that keycard. How much money do you want? It's just so I know how much to save up."

"250 simoleons", said Erwin.

"Deal."

"I'm pretty sure that keycard is somewhere..."

"I'll tell you, you're a nice guy, but if you rip me off, I'll rat you out and they'll come for you."

Of course, she had no real intention of doing it, even if he did end up scamming her (at worst, she'd probably just put some fresh dog poop on his trailer's doorstep) but this little threat made him jolt. She didn't know if he was believing it, but at least, he seemed to understand that if he dared rip her off, that would mean a lot of trouble for him.

"...Alright. I'll find the keycard right now and text you pronto."

"Thanks. I'll buy another item from you if you follow through."

"Oh... thank you."

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#ts4 #ts4 story #ts4 storytelling #ts4 strangerville #strangerville storyline #simblr #erwin pries #aiganym kudaibergenova #strangerville #ts4 simblr #she wouldn't hurt a fly actually #but doesn't he dare rip her off #if he does #doggie poop on the doorstep #or toilet paper all around his little stall #that's her way of having petty revenge #nothing too mean but still enough to annoy you

[libraryofgage]

Good Vibrations Four

One | Two | Three

It has been a hot minute since I updated Good Vibrations hfjdksl thanks everyone for being patient with me, I just couldn't get this part written the way I wanted to for the loooongest time

There's a meme at the very end for anyone who sticks around!

As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't ;P

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Of all the ways for Eddie's free period to go, getting cornered in the boy's bathroom by Robin Buckley was pretty damn low on the list. It's not even Robin's presence in the boy's bathroom that's throwing him off; it's the way her arms are crossed and she's glaring at Eddie like he's just bragged about kicking her puppy down the street.

Eddie pauses just inside the stall, holding the door open as the toilet struggles to flush behind him. A few seconds pass before Eddie forces himself to walk over to the sinks and wash his hands. "Buckley," he says, "to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"We need to talk, Munson," Robin says, her eyes narrowing as Eddie shuts off the faucet, grabs a few paper towels, and dries his hands. "What's your game?"

"D&D, mostly," Eddie replies, dropping the paper towels in the trash and giving Robin his full attention. He notes, briefly, that she's locked the door to the bathroom, ensuring nobody is walking in on them.

"With Steve, asshole."

Oh.

Eddie pauses, shoves his hands into his pockets, and tilts his head at her. "Still not sure what you mean," he says. He's starting to get an inkling, though.

Robin frowns, seeming to argue with herself before shoving her hands into her hair to push it out of her face. She just leaves it even frizzier and messier as she takes a deep breath. "Do you think Steve is just, like, your entertainment of the week?" she asks, placing her hands on her hips as she levels that same glare from before at him.

"What? Shit, no, of course, not," Eddie says, sliding back a step at the implication. "What the fuck, Buckley?"

She grits her teeth, takes a deep breath, and marches up to Eddie. "Listen, Munson. I know you. I know all about your little Munson Doctrine. I agreed with it once. And because of that, I know you might be thinking of getting to know all about how former King Steve is a...a...a deaf idiot so you can tell the whole fucking world about it," she hisses. "And I'm here to cut that shit off before it even starts. So, if that's your angle, Munson, I suggest you waltz your flat ass out of Steve's life before I bury you in the football field."

There's a lot to unpack there, and Eddie is going to start opening suitcases soon, but first he can't help saying, "My ass isn't flat, Buckley." Robin raises an eyebrow at him and pointedly looks in the mirror. Eddie doesn't follow her gaze, deciding he'd like to spare himself that tragedy.

When she looks back, Eddie clears his throat. "Besides, that's not...that isn't what I'm doing."

"Then what are you doing?"

Eddie looks away, squirming slightly under her gaze. If this were anyone else, if this were someone who hadn't endured the most awkward seven minutes of his life with him, Eddie wouldn't admit a thing. But because it's Robin, because he knows she'll understand even if she doesn't agree, he finds himself blurting, "I think he's cute!"

"Oh? Oh! Oooohhhh."

He can see Robin going on a whole journey over the course of one word repeated three times, and Eddie almost immediately regrets admitting anything. "You can't tell him," Eddie says, moving forward without thinking and grabbing Robin's shoulders. "I'm serious, Buckley, you can't tell Steve."

She blinks, studying his expression for a moment before humming softly. "What do you want me to do? Lie? I tell Steve everything. He'll know if I'm not telling him something," she says.

"Just say it's not your secret to tell! Because it isn't! It very much is not your secret to be sharing around."

Robin huffs and shrugs Eddie's hands off her shoulders. She leans against the sink, head tilted. "So," she says, her tone implying they're changing the subject now, "when did this little crush of yours start?"

"What do you care?"

"If I'm going to help you, Munson, I need to know."

"You're gonna help me?"

Robin grins at him. "This is my entertainment of the week."

Eddie huffs and looks away, pacing a few times from one end of the bathroom to the other before finally stopping. "Okay," he says, more psyching himself up than anything else. "Steve has always been, you know, hot. It made me so fucking angry when I realized in sophomore year since he was a jock and all. But now...now he's...more. And I'm burning up, man, I've gotta know everything. What's his music collection look like? Do the kids know he's deaf? How does he interact with people when he can't hear them? Is he comfortable closing his eyes when he kisses? Does he feel everything more because he can't hear? Wou--"

"Okay, I'm stopping you there," Robin says, her face twisted in disgust as she levels a judgmental look at Eddie. "I don't want to hear your questions about Steve and kissing or whatever else your dirty little brain is thinking of."

"You asked."

"And now I'm telling you to stop," Robin replies. She runs her fingers through her hair again, frowning slightly. "Okay, I think the most important thing here is etiquette."

"Etiquette? What, am I too rough for Steve's delicate sensibilities?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you'd like to avoid offending him the way you did the last time you spoke."

Okay. Fair. Eddie grimaces at the reminder, the image of Steve's frown and the sound of his closed-off voice forcing themselves to the front of his mind. His shoulders slump and he nods. "Yeah, I would," he says.

Robin nods once, pushes herself off the sink, and places her hands on her hips. "Let's start with some basics," she says, taking a deep breath, and Eddie finds himself wondering if he's about to get overwhelmed by these basics. "Don't talk when Steve isn't looking at you. Don't have anything in or covering your mouth when you speak. Talk a little slower and make sure you enunciate, but if you talk slow like Steve is stupid, I will punch you. If Steve asks you to repeat something, repeat it word-for-word, no matter how many times he asks. If someone addresses Steve and he doesn't notice, give him a subtle nudge. Never sneak up on Steve when he's alone. Even if it means more walking or whatever, move to a spot where he'll notice you approaching. Be expressive when you speak. Steve can't hear things like tone, so he doesn't always know when something is a joke or sarcastic. And never, ever, call Steve or anything about him bullshit."

"That last one...," Eddie says, trailing off as he frowns slightly.

"Is the most important. I'm serious, Munson."

"Okay," Eddie says, nodding once and figuring he'll leave it at that.

"Oh, and ask Steve to teach you sign language. It'll give you an excuse to see each other more often."

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Robin has been acting weird since she started her shift, and Steve barely manages to wait until he's 95% sure the store is empty to turn around and ask, "What's wrong?"

Her hands falter, nearly dropping the tape she's busy rewinding. She catches herself, though, and looks at Steve. "What do you mean?"

"You're not telling me something. You tell me everything. What's wrong?"

She hesitates, looking away and biting her bottom lip before sighing and looking back. "I learned a secret today, so it's not mine to tell."

"Oh," Steve says, his shoulders relaxing some. "I thought you were hiding something actually important from me."

He doesn't hear her scoff, but he sees the way her head jerks and her eyes roll when she does. "Why would I bother hiding anything from you, dingus?"

Before Steve can answer, Robin stiffens slightly as she looks over Steve's shoulder. He braces himself for the customer interaction he's about to endure, slaps on a fake smile, and turns around. "Welcome to Family Video. How ca--Eddie?" His smile softens into something genuine at seeing Eddie on the other side of the counter. "Hey, man, what's up?"

Eddie flashes a smile in return, glancing at Robin over Steve's shoulder before focusing back on him. "Hey. Just, uh, kinda had a favor to ask you," he says.

Several possibilities run through Steve's mind, all of them related to the kids, since he can't think of any other reason for Eddie to need a favor from him. "Oh," Steve says, frowning slightly in confusion. "What's the favor."

Instead of answering right away, Eddie shifts awkwardly. He looks away, tugging on a few strands of his hair like he's nervous. He starts to use them to cover his mouth, making Steve dread his inevitable request for Eddie to repeat himself, when he stops. Eddie literally freezes, his fingers twitching before he drops the strands of hair and places his hands on the counter like he needs to keep them in sight.

He takes a deep breath, and Steve is starting to get really concerned now. "Hey, Eddie, whatever it is, just ask. I won't get, like, angry or anything," he says, hoping that makes things easier.

"No, I know you won't," Eddie says, huffing softly before nodding once, more to himself than anything else. "I was, uh, thinking. I read once that sign language is, like, a thing. So, if you teach me some sign language, I'll write you a song that's all noise and vibrations."

Steve doesn't get it all at first, concentrating on Eddie's mouth and getting distracted halfway through by the thought of dragging his thumb across Eddie's bottom lip. "Could you repeat that?" he asks, steeling himself to actually pay attention this time.

Eddie doesn't complain. He just nods and repeats himself. Steve got more of it, enough to know what Eddie is asking for, but he finds himself pausing when he meets Eddie's eyes again. There's no annoyance or frustration at being asked to repeat himself. All Steve can see is patience and nervousness. Without thinking, he asks again, "Sorry, one more time please?"

And Eddie says everything again. He repeats himself word-for-word, still lacking any negative reaction to saying the same thing three times. Steve feels something warm settle behind his ribs, and he nervously licks his lips, catching the way Eddie glances down to follow the motion. He shoves his hands into his pockets, balling them into fists so he doesn't do something stupid like grab Eddie's hand. "One more time," Steve says, the words feeling breathy and soft as they brush past his lips, and he hopes he wasn't too quiet.

Eddie blinks, tilting his head slightly and glancing over Steve's shoulder again. Steve hasn't forgotten about Robin being behind him, but he figures he can just play it off as fucking with Eddie at this point. Eddie doesn't complain or ask if Steve is serious, though. He just...repeats himself, and Steve suddenly knows that Eddie would keep repeating himself until Steve got tired of asking.

"Thanks," Steve says, deciding to spare them both from continuing the loop. "I got it that time. What do you want to learn sign for?"

"A D&D campaign. Thinking of using it in the plot."

"Oh. Uh, yeah, I could teach you. Are you doing anything on Sunday?"

"Nope. Totally free. Nothing planned at all."

Steve can't help a slight grin, and he tells himself it's just because he's excited by the prospect of Eddie writing a whole song catered to how he experiences music. "Cool. Come by my place around noon."

Eddie nods once, exhaling like he's forgotten to breathe the entire time they were talking. His hands tap against the counter, drawing Steve's attention downward, and he suddenly wonders what Eddie's rings feel like. Steve forces himself to look back up before that thought can go too far.

"Will do," Eddie says once Steve is looking at him again. He flashes a smile and adds, "See you then, sweetheart."

With that, he turns on his heel and leaves, waving over his shoulder like Steve isn't trying to figure out if he read his words correctly. He watches Eddie leave, waiting for the door to close behind him before whirling around to find Robin still rewinding tapes like nothing happened. "Did he call me sweetheart?" Steve asks, needing to know if he's misunderstanding.

Robin looks up, eyebrows raised. "Don't know, dingus. I wasn't listening."

Steve barks out a laugh. "You're always listening," he points out.

She grins at him, her expression screaming trouble and that she knows something he doesn't. "Well, not that time," she replies, her grin widening as she adds, "But if I was, I'd say he did, yeah."

"He did," Steve murmurs, looking away from Robin and letting her confirmation sink in.

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[flowershines]

you’re not mine

summary: reader gets bullied by character since childhood but ever since they are in the same friend group things changed.

warnings: smut, alcohol, blood, bullying, shower sex, fighting, drinking, party, small wounds, boners, unprotected sex (lmk if i missed any)

Not proof read

“Why are you even here Y/n?” The boy sitting next to you asks as tiny bodies filled every open space around you both, he opened his mouth smirking as he finished his sentence “No wonder you are sitting by yourself, who would want to be sitting with someone like you.” laughs filled the room while tears threatened to fall from your eyes and roll down your small face. Looking down he lifted your face up by your chin using his pointer finger looking into your watery and blurred eyes, he laughed at your embarrassed state just before he pushed his pointer finger deeper into your chin then pushing your head to the side making you look at all the kids around you, giggling at the way he treated you. Hearing the bell ring you immediately shot up grabbing your lunchbox, speed walking to the bathrooms hoping that no one was following you close enough to follow you in the bathrooms with you. Peeking into the bathrooms you walked in seeing no one slowly walking into one of the stalls as the tears that threatened to fall was now a dark spot on your favorite shirt, the tears poured down your face as you placed some toilet paper onto the toilet seat. Sitting down you opened your lunch box picking up the sandwich your mom had made for you looking down into your lunchbox a tear had fallen in it, making a quiet noise which pulled you out of your trance picking up the sandwich and taking a bite out of it.

“Y/n?” Picking your head up to look at the teacher, you had previously been looking at the floor staring off into space. “The answer to number 3?” Looking down at your paper you told him what the answer was on your paper while he nodded and proceeded to finish his teaching, calling on other students. “You okay?” Your friend Yuna asked as worry started to display on her face while she looked at you waiting for your answer, you nodded “Just in my thoughts, but everything is okay.” relief filled her body “Promise?” a smile started to form as she never failed to lift your mood. “Pinky.” Yuna had always been there for you when you both were little and the kids picked on you, especially Jay. He had always picked on you even if it was for the smallest thing, but no matter what he did you always went home wiping your tears while walking off the bus and running to your mothers arms. She would always ask how your day at school was, it was always the same response ‘good’. You never told her how he would pick on you because you didn't want her to worry. From a young age you always wanted to be more mature and hoped that when you grew older people’s opinions wouldn’t matter to you, but since you were always a sensitive kid, going home crying from the kids words you never grew out of accepting people’s opinions. You tried your best to look at least normal so that way you fit in, trying the new styles, having the new toys, everything. But no matter how hard you tried, nothing worked. You knew you were an easy target from the moment you started to eat your lunch in the bathrooms, hiding from all the other kids or when someone would walk into the bathrooms your heart would pound out of your chest waiting and anticipating for the worst to happen.

“Class dismissed” The man in front of class exclaims causing all the students in the chairs to start picking up their bags and heading out of the doors as you grabbed your bag holding your papers someone walked by you slamming their hand on top of the papers making them all fall to the ground, Yuna saw and ran towards the person grabbing their bag pushing them onto the ground “Fucking asshole.” she exclaimed loudly while everyone's attention was brought to her. The teacher ran towards her pulling her off of the man on the ground with his nose bleeding, his expression was filled with shock and confusion. “Office you two, now.” Crouching down picking up your papers, a figure appeared in front of you. Choosing to ignore it you knew nothing good was going to come out of it, a foot stomped on top of the paper in your hand causing you to get a sudden feeling of confidence shoot through your veins, “Aw look at her, looking like a lost puppy. So cute. Look Jay.” The man next to him looks down at you then back at his friend “Don’t waste your time on her, go. I’ll be behind you in a minute.” the foot lifted from your paper leaving a dirt mark from his shoe left on the paper. “What do you want?” You asked, swiping away the dirt on the paper looking down, continuing to pick up everything, “First fix your attitude, Second you owe me.”

Picking up your head and giving him a disgusted face you looked at him as your tongue poked the inside of your cheek “Owe you? For what.” he scoffed “We both know what they could’ve done to you if I wasn’t here.” rolling your eyes you finished picking everything up and stood up putting everything into your bag “You're kidding right? So I should be thanking you for everything?” he nodded and anticipated for you to thank him, you smiled sarcastically at him then walked by to the door shoulder checking him on your way there. “The day I die is the day I will thank you for everything.”

Anger started to fill every inch of your body as you stormed off of the school's canvas walking to your car till a scream was heard behind you causing you to stop in your tracks and turn towards the girl who screamed, she made direct eye contact with you as she pointed towards something. Following what her finger was pointing at you see someone driving a motorcycle directly towards you at full speed, you ran out of the way trying to see who was behind the helmet but failed to recognize them. Standing there trying to process what just happened and how someone literally just tried to run you over, Yuna came running towards you “Y/n are you okay?” you nodded as no words were able to fall from your lips due to shock taking over. She picked up your arm and started to inspect your body trying to find any injuries “Who was that? What happened?” your lips parted as words tried to escape only to be heard as a small mumble barely being able to talk. “Let's get you home.” She let go of your hand and placed her hand on your back as she walked you to your car, opening the door for you, “Can you drive?” you nodded “Just shocked I think i’m okay now.” she nodded “Text me if you need anything.” shutting your door she started to walk to her car as you placed your bag in the passenger's side of your car. On the drive home the only thing you could think of was how if that girl didn’t catch your attention that person would have run you over, not even Jay’s words were in your mind anymore. Grabbing your bag you swung it over your shoulder as you opened your car door taking a step out you shut the door behind you locking your car proceeding to walk up to your apartment, shock was easily displayed on your face. Usually at least one person would make small talk with you but today no one said anything, your aura was easily portrayed showing shock and not wanting to be talked to.

Unlocking your house and walking in you placed your bag onto the closest chair as you walked to the couch immediately plopping yourself onto it lying horizontally, placing your phone on your chest you felt the vibration through your shirt picking up your phone once more you saw a text from Yuna.

going over Sunoo’s, u wanna come?

when?

he said anytime

u in?

sure

can u pick me up?

yup

Sunoo was one of those people that everyone loved, they loved his positive attitude and the way he can make anyone quickly change their emotions from feeling unwanted and sad to feeling welcomed and happy just from his presence. He was friends with everyone but on;y kept the people who were most important the closest, including you and Yuna and mostly other guys. The only thing that you didn’t like about being one of Sunoo’s best friends was his other friends, the guys that were friends with him weren’t as nice as he is. They were the guys that picked on you ever since you were a little girl. It was also when you, Yuna and Sunoo all became friends. Yuna was the only one that knew about them bullying you, Sunoo didn’t know about them bullying you simply because you didn’t want him to know. Jay was the one who mostly picked on you, sure the whole group would chime in and say certain things about you but none of them picked on you as much as he did.

The sound of the bathroom door creaking open pulled your gaze from looking at the food in your small hands to the wall of inside the stall, whispers were heard. Pausing your breathing you held it hoping that they wouldn’t hear anything and go away, your heart started to beat fast enough that the sound of your heart was pounding though your ears. Your body started to shake wondering if they could hear your heartbeat just as loud as you were hearing it, your body shot back further onto the toilet as the sound of someone kicking the stall you were in startled you. Picking your feet up to now being huddled into a fetal position you just whispered to yourself how everything was going to be okay while your hands covered your ears, whispering to yourself the sound of your heartbeat filled your ears yo tried your hardest to ignore the people outside the stalls but no matter how hard you tried they wouldn’t leave you alone.

Feeling an unwanted presence near you, you picked up your head only to be met by Jay to be standing in front of you, “Jay come on hurry up.” He turned his head towards the boy keeping watch by the doors “What did I tell you, shut up and keep watch.” his attention turned back to you as he grabbed your arm and unplugged both of your ears making it clear to hear him when he talks, “Hear me now? God you’re so pathetic.” his grasp on your arm tightened as he started to pull you out of the stall making all of your lunch fall onto the ground. He grabbed your lunchbox with his other hand as he brought your lunch box close to his mouth, spit into it then handed it to his friend, you didn’t know what the boy was doing to your lunchbox and you didn’t want to know. What were you going to tell your mom the reason why you needed a new lunchbox? Tears rolled down your face and onto your shirt and your small skirt that was just a little bit above your knees, “Your parents must be disappointed that you’re their daughter, I know I would be.”

The words he said to you still ran through your head even years later, I mean this happened when you were in elementary school yet you still remember how you felt and every word he said. You just wanted to know if he even remembered hurting you as much as he did. Feeling your phone vibrate on your thigh you picked the phone up looking at the message ‘here’ it was from Yuna, looking out the window you saw her car with the headlights still on. Grabbing your essentials you grabbed your keys while you shut off all the lights just before you walked to your door shutting it behind you, then locking it. Walking down to her car you placed your phone in your back pocket and started to get everything in its place. Opening her car door she had a smile on her face ear to ear “Hey girl.” you smiled and greeted her as you sat in her car placing everything down, “Bad news and good news which first.” you sighed as you sat and relaxed back into the seat. “Bad news.”

Turning your attention to her she took a deep inhale before she exclaimed “We aren’t the only ones going, the assholes are going too.” rolling your eyes you started to gather your things and open the door but she locked the doors before you could leave. “Good news is Jay said he wanted to talk to you and there are going to be drinks.” turning towards her you said “How is Jay wanting to talk to me a good thing, he probably just wants to torment me more.” “Look I know you both haven't always seen eye to eye on everything but people change.” She started to drive and started driving before you could change your mind and leave the car. “What do you mean eye to eye Yuna, this bitch picked on me for years and people like him don’t change. I don’t wanna go, please don’t make me.” “We are almost there, after 20 minutes come to me and if you still want to leave we can, just give it a shot. Please for me.” Sighing you realized that it would just be better to give up rather than fight with her, maybe talking to Sunoo for the 20 minutes will make the time go by faster.

Pulling up to their dorms you see a man leaning with his back turned towards the window while he is in Sunoo’s room sitting up. You made sure your phone was in your pocket and turned towards the girl in the driver's seat “20 minutes?” she nodded towards you as she opened the door stepping out while you did the same looking in the mirror before you left you made sure that you looked fine in the rearview mirror. Following Yuna towards the door Sunoo opened the door with a huge smile displayed on his face as a man stood behind him, he was taller than Sunoo yet you couldn’t make out the man. “Y/n you actually came.” Sunoo exclaimed happily from the door as he held it open for the both of you, stepping inside the dorm you hugged Sunoo as he previously held his arms open waiting to be filled by your presence. “Yeah, Yuna dragged me here.” You laughed it off as you finally recognized the figure that had been standing behind Sunoo the whole time. It was the man you despised the most, “Y/n you live in your apartment alone right?” Sunoo asked as he pulled you into a separate room leaving Yuna and Jay behind. “Yeah? Why?” Confusion started to fill through your body as you ran to conclusions on why he might be asking, “Well my friend just got kicked out of his dorm. Is there any way he can stay with you for a couple days, a week tops?” walking into an empty room he shut the door behind you. “Who is the friend and why did he get kicked out?”

He turned towards you “He hasn’t been on the same page with his dorm members and they agreed to kick him out, me and my friends would take him in but he said he doesn’t want our pity. We all know you don’t like him so we thought it might be better if you pity him for once and not him pitying you.” certain people started to come into your mind as the description he gave you wasn't as clear as you hoped, “Well who is it?” He looked down and whispered their name but due to the loud people in the room over you couldn't hear who he was talking about, “Huh? Speak up.” he looked up at you and signed “It’s Jay now listen before you say anything-""No.” you cut him off “I said before you say anything, anyways please Y/n he already said no to us. You are our last hope.” “Sunoo, me and him don’t get along. I don't like him.” You started to walk away but he grabbed your wrist “Please, just think about it. Let me know by the end of the week please.” he let go of your wrist letting you leave the room as he followed right behind you. Walking to Yuna she sat on the ground as she watched the rest of the guys argue and talk about video games as you made eye contact with her she looked so done, walking towards her you grabbed her wrist as you pulled her to the kitchen leading her to where the drinks were.

The sound of the door opening once more made both you and Yuna’s hea turn towards the door. It was a man in a motorcycle helmet, the same one you saw who tried to run you over earlier. It had the same red dash marks on the side of it, slowly you turned towards Yuna as she stood behind you “What?”she asked “It's him. That's the guy that tried to run me over, the helmet has the same dash marks on it.” her hand shot straight up to her mouth as your attention went back to the man standing by the door he started to take off his helmet his hari was the first feature you saw it was brown and slightly curled, his eyes were dark brown it matched his pupils. Jungwon? There was no way he picked his head up, placed his helmet down then headed towards his friends to greet them, your mouth was agape just trying to comprehend everything. “Oh hey Yuna, Y/n I didn’t know you guys were coming tonight.” Neither of you said a word just looking at them “God what is up with you both, cat got your tongue?”

Heeseung asked as he walked past you both towards the kitchen you turned around and headed into the kitchen with him completely ignoring Jungwon, walking in behind Heesung you asked “Can you get me a cup?” he turned to you surprised yet followed your request “Wow, the princess is drinking?” he handed you the cup as you grabbed it from his hand he teasingly pulled the cup away from you, giving him a serious look you put out your hand and waited for him to put the cup in your hand since he wants to play games. “Yeah, yeah, please.” He finally placed the cup in your hand as you started to fill your cup with your favorite drink then added in some alcohol to even it out. Immediately putting the cup towards your lips you drank half of it then added more alcohol into it Heesung placed his hand on top of yours “Woah, slow down Y/n your gonna-” shooing away his hand you interrupted his words “Mind your business Heeseung.”

He placed his hand by his side letting you be as you proceeded to continue your movements by drinking then refilling and repeat, you started to walk back towards the group of guys in the other room with the cup in your hand as you sat next to Jake while he continued to talk to the other guys about how he is the best at everything he does while the guys laughed at his cockiness. Jake placed his hand onto your thigh “Right? Y/n tell them.” he asked turning to you as his hand ran up and down your thigh getting closer and closer towards your upper inner thigh picking your head up all of the guys looked at you waiting for your response while the other half of the guys were looking at the way Jake’s hand rode up your thigh. “Huh.” Your mind and thought started to run blurry as your words became more and more high pitched as minutes went by the more you became intoxicated, “Aw.” he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and started to rub your upper arm. “It hasn’t even been 15 minutes and you are already starting to feel it?” Sunoo walked over to the couch sitting in the open seat beside Yuna “She doesn’t drink as much as you do, give her a break. She’s probably just tipsy right now.” he said as he relaxed on the couch as Jake scoffed “I don’t drink that much.” he moved his head onto your shoulder as his hand still rested on your arm. Placing Jake’s hand back onto his own thigh you got up from your position from sitting next to him trying to keep yourself stable “Where are you going?” Sunghoon asked, looking up at you, “Get another drink.” walking into the kitchen a figure followed behind you and grabbed the cup out of your hands “Don’t you think you have had enough to drink, why don’t you go lay down? Come on.” the man held out his hand as you grabbed him while he led you to an opened bedroom dorm. You laid down onto the bed stirring in it as the man placed a blanket on you kissing your forehead then leaving you to rest in the room by yourself.

Your eyes opened as your pupils tried to adjust to the sudden brightness from the sun stirring in the bed you groaned not wanting to get out of your comfortable state but knew you weren’t in your own bed and should probably go home to your bed, sitting up you started to walk towards the door as you heard faded voices in the room next to yours. Opening the door you were met to see Jay shirtless walking in the same direction as you, for someone who you are supposed to hate, why does he have to be so handsome. “Move.” He said as he was about to shoulder check you yet you moved out of the way causing him to stumble in his tracks, a smile presented on your face. He turned around looking at you and giving you the death glare you placed your tongue on the inside of your cheek as you tried your hardest to maintain a straight face, he turned back around sighing to himself then walking back to the living room with the other guys. “Jeez, how many of you stayed the night?” You asked walking in behold Jay “Sleeping beauty is finally awake.” Heeseung says from the couch “Most of them stayed the night, sleeping out here.” you walked over to Niki sitting next to him “One of you could have slept beside me or literally in the room, I could’ve slept on the couch to-” “Don’t be crazy Y/n, it’s better that you slept by yourself. Plus I wouldn't want someone like Jake sleeping with you all alone, god knows what he would do.” You chuckled at Jay’s comment. You didn’t know if it was because he had his shirt off or because he might have been trying to be nice but something felt right, for the first time in a while he wasn’t being a bitch to you.

As much as you wanted to forget everything he had done to you and have a good time with him and your friends, the constant reminders filling your head of your childhood memories revolved around him, “I should get going, do any of you know where my phone is.” Jungwon started to stand up from his spot on the couch “It’s in my room charging.” he moved his hand in a ‘come here’ motion causing you to get up from your seat and follow him into his room, walking to his room he started to talk quiet enough so that way only you could hear him. “I’m sorry about yesterday…” Was he referring to almost killing you or some other time? He finished his sentence “...Jay told me to, trust me if I got too close I was going to move out of the way. I would never do anything like that no matter how much I hate the person.” Processing Jungowns words you just nodded to him “It’s fine, i’m just glad no one got hurt.” ‘I would never do anything like that no matter how much I hate the person.’ His words kept repeating in your head because Jay was the one who told him to do it yet you had no idea what Jay’s intentions were, what would happen if you did get hurt? Or worse? Did Jay want to kill you? Every question in the world scattered through your mind, Jungwon pulled you out of your thoughts as he placed his hand with your phone in front of you. “It should be fully charged but I don’t know 100%.” Smiling at him, you thanked him for charging it and walked out of the room while he walked behind you, “Y/n come get something to eat before you go.”

Heeseung said from the kitchen as he held up a piece of bacon, one foot in front of the other you stopped just in front of his figure. The guys gathered in the kitchen, “You remember anything Y/n? You don’t usually drink like that.” you nodded and turned towards Sunghoon as he asked you the question. “I remember some things.” “Like what?” Jay and some of the members picked up their heads to look at you as they anticipated your response “Like walking into the kitchen to get drinks, seeing Jungwon walk in, Heeseung teasing me about drinking, and someone bringing me to the room.” Jay’s gaze was pulley on you as he asked “Do you remember who?” finding it odd how he wanted to know you turned towards him and shook your head.

Heeseung placed the pieces of bacon onto a place as you took a piece just before you gave it to the guys who waited at the table, “I’m gonna get going now, bye guys. Thank you Sunoo.” you said as you walked over to him giving him a hug then walking towards the door with your phone in your hand. Shit you had forgotten that Yuna gave you a ride here. Turning around you walked towards Sunoo again “Who came here in a car? I forgot that Yuna drove me here.” he looked up for a minute as he started to think, “They all carpooled in Jay’s car.” huffing out air you walked over towards Jay you stood in front of him causing him to look up at you “Can you drive me home?” he looked up at you “No.” sighing you turned to him “Please Jay, I’ll do anything. I just want to go home.” he stood up grabbing you by the waist to move you aside as he grabbed his shoes “Let’s go, you owe me though.” you walked over to him with a huge smile on your face to show your gratitude. “Thank you so much Jay.” He finished putting on his shoes as he grabbed his keys swinging them on his finger for a minute as he waited for you to finish putting on your shoes, jumping up when you finished you rushed out of the house as you stopped in your tracks as you were waiting for Jay to catch up to you. He took his time walking towards his car, he opened the door to his side as you got in as well putting on your seatbelt he turned towards you to make sure that you had everything you needed “Have everything?” you nodded as you sat further back into the chair.

He started up the car and continued to start driving. You never wanted to make him upset or anything but you wanted to know, “Why did you treat that way?” he turned towards you for a minute then returned his gaze on the road before him. “What?” You looked down as you fiddled with your fingers and whispered “When we were kids.” He heard you even though the whisper was more faded than usual, “I- ugh was a kid, I can’t really explain it.” “Can’t explain?” you scoffed at his comment “That was not how a kid should treat someone, you didn’t even know me. Yet you picked on me almost every day.” “Listen Y/n, it's more complicated than you think.I was an asshole and I should have never done anything to you, I’m sorry.” His feeling felt off. You couldn’t tell if he genuinely did feel sorry or if he felt sorry for you, parking his car you went to open the door as words left his mouth before you could step one foot out of his car. “I know you probably don’t think I am sorry but I am, believe me if you want. I just want you to know that I am sorry for all of those moments when we were little.” You nodded at him so that way he knows you heard what he said, leaving his car. You thanked him as you waved him goodbye then walked into your apartment building, what Sunoo had said kept crawling back into your mind every minute about how Jay needed a place to live.

Seriously, who does this guy think he is? Does he really think a simple ‘sorry’ will make up for all of the pain and misery he put you through? Honestly he was the main reason you couldn’t stand going to school when you were younger.

Picking up your lunchbox as you placed it in your cubby in the classroom the teacher lines you all up in a single file line making you all walk out of the classroom one after another, one foot after the other you followed the girl in front of you. You never looked up at anyone, Jay always made you self conscious of looking people in the eyes or even looking up at their heads. He thought it was disrespectful. Whenever he was near you could easily tell it was him, he always wore the nicest shoes as they sparkled no matter how many times he went out to recess bringing them back in the classroom all dirty. The next day he would return with them freshly cleaned, seeing his shoes appear in front of your figure and your heart dropping down to your feet. Being in his presence even started to scare you because whenever he was near you knew he already knew what he was going to do to you, his body moved in front of yours stopping in your tracks in the middle of the hallway. His friends gathered around every open space around you making sure there was no chance of you running away from them, but that never stopped you. Picking your eyes up just enough to see an open space between Jay and his friend you started to pull yourself together hoping you would at least be able to run to the teacher hoping that she can protect you for now, starting to sprint your foot had gotten tripped by his shiny white shoes. His grasp on your shirt tightened as he flipped your body over to face him but he picked you up like you were nothing, not being able to look into his eyes. His aura screamed how confident he became in a matter of seconds as he saw blood starting to run down from your nose and onto your lips. Bringing his finger up to your lips he ran it over your upper lip catching your dripping blood on his finger, “Bleeding so easily? We haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” he exclaimed with a smile on his face.

Stopping in your steps you stayed still on the stairs leading up to your apartment, no matter how hard you tried his words always haunted you even when you would sleep. Nightmares were the only thing you dreamt about these past few weeks. Last night was the only night you had finally gotten peaceful sleep, what if drinking helped these nightmares? Pulling yourself out of your thoughts you continued to walk up the stairs and into your apartment as you unlocked the door and walked in you placed all of the things you brought on the closest chair to you form the kitchen, signing to yourself while you opened your bedroom door you immediately laid down onto your bed laying face down as the pillow below your face engulfed you with its softness. Making you never want to leave your spot, your phone started to vibrate. You ignored it thinking it was just a text yet the vibrations did not come to an end after a second picking up your phone the number came up as unknown, it was probably a spam or prank call. Hanging up you placed your phone next to your relaxed state once more as you were about to let it go it started to ring once more in your hand, flipping it over as you can now read the number once more it came up as unknown again.

Finally swiping accept the call you placed your phone to your ear as you asked tiredly, “Hello?” static was heard from the other line till a familiar voice answered “You made it in okay?” sitting up you looked around confused wondering who was on the other line “Who is this?” a small chuckle was heard “It’s Jay I just-” “I made it in fine, thanks for asking.” not even letting him finish any of his upcoming sentences or statements you hung up the call laying back down onto your pillow once more, vibrations against your pillow made you groan loudly. Answering the phone you exclaimed loudly “What?” annoyance was clearly heard from your tone, “I was just wondering if you were going to Yuna’s.” rubbing your pointer and middle finger over your forehead back and forth “What are you talking about.” “Her birthday party, you going?” you whispered a short “Shit.” as you hung up the phone. You had forgotten about Yuna’s party tomorrow, grabbing your keys and zooming out of the door. You quickly rushed down to your car as you were going to the closest stores to buy Yuna her favorite things and put them together in a little basket. You had been planning this for a while. Feelings of disappointment filled your head as you could not believe you forgot about your best friend’s birthday, even though she told you not to get her anything you always loved giving things to people. Now this just gave you an event to actually use your love language without saying anything but rather showing in your action, pulling out your phone you went onto Yuna’s profile asking her if you can spend the night over hers so that way you won’t have to rush tomorrow to get ready for her party while she can help you.

yes ofc lmk when u on ur way

Quickly walking into the store you picked out her favorite candies and some of her favorite things, placing them into the bag you drove back home placing them into a cute decorated pink bag. Pink was Yuna’s favorite color, most of the things in the bag consisted of that color as well. Getting your sleepover bag organized you put in things you need at night into the bag such as your skin care, pajamas, and stuffed animal. Placing both the bags on your arms you locked up your house and shut off all the lights with your open hand, walking to your car you placed all of the bags on the passenger's side next to you making sure that they were secure in their places.

omw

You texted Yuna as you placed your phone into the cup holder closest to you as you put on your seatbelt then started up your car as she texted you back you quickly glared at the message as it read.

kk

Starting to drive you couldn’t help but feel excited to spend the night at your friend's house, sure you were old enough to be making your own plans to hang out with her but it just felt like you were a little kid again, well minus the part of you driving yourself there. Growing up together meant that you were there for each other's accomplishments and were there for their fall outs, we were always there for one another even if we were in an argument we wouldn’t just leave eachother abandoned like that. Pulling into her driveway you saw her waving from her window causing a smile instantly to display on your face from her excited state, grabbing your things while shutting your car off. You took everything with you as you walked to the door locking your car just before she opened the door giving you a warm welcoming hug. Handing her the present in your hand she opened her mouth agape and slightly smirked to you, “I told you to not get me anything, but thank you.” she said, giving you yet another hug. Taking off your shoes at the door you both walked to her room as you placed your bag down on her floor next to her dresser as you plopped down on her bed as if it was yours, “How does your bed always feel better than mine.” she laid down next to you as you both stared at the ceiling “Nah, yours is way better.” turning to her then looking back you just stared at the ceiling for a minute before you asked her a question.

“Did you invite Jay?”she turned to you “No, Sunoo or someone else could have. I only invited some people over tomorrow.” you turned to her as you opened your mouth into the shape of an ‘o’ then nodded to her. “Why do you keep wondering about Jay, I thought you hated him.” “I do, I just don’t want to see him and he called me to ask-” she interrupted you instantly shooting up from previously laying down “Jay called you?!” she asked, all excited while inching closer and closer to you “Yeah?” you asked, confused, still laying down while staring at the ceiling. “I don’t think it's a big deal.” You asked her to lean up to look at her on your elbows looking into her eyes. The only thing that was shown on her face was her smug smirk being displayed and she started to slowly shut her eyes as her smile got bigger. “Why are you smirking like that, Yuna, do you not remember how he used to treat me? I can never think of him any different than the way he treated me.” her smirk started to slowly fade “I was there but honestly I think he changed. He wants to start over with you.” sitting up next to her you got up from sitting on her bed walking over to her make-up stand while grabbing a hair tie tying your hair up into a high ponytail, “What do you mean ‘start over’? You talk to him?” walking back over to sit next to her on the bed you she signed as you laid down getting under her blankets. “Not exactly but his actions speak louder, trust me Y/n.” You wanted to trust Yuna and start over with Jay, honestly you did but you always wanted to be Jay’s friend before he started to bully you. Ever since you were little the only thing you ever wanted was for people to genuinely like you not just because of your other friends but like you as an individual.

Jay made that goal harder than it had to be, he turned almost everyone against you. From a young age you learned that you were better off doing things by yourself while not trusting anyone as easily as you used to, Yuna and Sunoo were always there for you even if you didn’t need their help. “Actions? What do you mean?” She got into her bed under the covers with you as well, “Well do you remember that time during the reading group during middle school, or yesterday when you went to bed.” “Be more specific, yesterday? What happened yesterday?” she faced you looking into your eyes as a smile started to appear on her face “You remember you said how you remembered that someone brought you to the room you fell asleep in? Well that was Jay I was walking back from the bathroom as I saw him tuck you into the bed then kissing your forehead he whispered something but I couldn’t hear what he said. He just looked at you for a few minutes, his face looked like he was sad. I walked away then because I thought he was coming back out while later the whole night he started to act weird.”

Minutes passed as your brain was still processing how Jay was the person who helped you out when you were drunk, your mind started to wonder if Jay did start to change or if he didn’t change why was he acting this way to you. Why were his sudden characteristics changing towards you? Switch from bullying you to taking care of your drunk state. “And in the reading group you remember, don't you?”

Walking into the small classroom you recognized only a couple of people including Jay, Yuna was also in the class but the teacher had moved you both away from one another as you two were talking too much and ‘disrupting’ the class even though all you guys would do is sit around and read. Going to your assigned seat you sat next to one of Jay’s friends and in Jay’s group, the tables were moved into smaller groups so that you guys could have time to discuss what you had read. Jay’s friend knew just how to piss you off, being in a group with them was torture, you hated it and asked the teacher multiple times to switch you to another group but she came up with some lame excuse saying how you were just trying to get in Yuna’s group. “Alright everyone, go grab your books and start your independent reading, pages 32- 40 then discuss in your pods.” Getting up from your chair you waited in the line looking down not wanting to accidentally look at Jay’s friend or worse Jay in the eyes while grabbing your book, bending down to grab your book you accidentally grinding against Jay’s dick. Him being a middle school boy his hormones took over him as his dick started to become more clear than usual, he yanked off your sweater from your waist and tied it around his to hide his growing boner. “Miss can I go use the bathroom?” She looked up at him then at the table, “After you finish reading and discussing with your table.” he signed as he walked uncomfortably back into his seat as his cock twitched in his pants just by looking at you. He knew that you felt his dick rub up against you, his eyes could not leave his growing problem as his cheeks started to flush red. Minutes started to slowly go by while he sat in his seat trying his hardest to ignore the pain of his cock aching in his pants but no matter how much he tried to focus on the book in front of him his only thoughts were about bending you over the table and dry humping you till he cums in his pants.

At the time you never thought much of it because if something like that happened to you, you would’ve already been out the doir as your cheeks would flush with embarrassment. “What happened that day was an accident, ask him he would probably say how it was nothing.” Rolling over she had gotten up from her bed as she walked to sit informer of her mirror as she grabbed her skincare supplies while starting to do her night time routine, “Why don’t you ask him tomorrow.” walking over to her you sat up against the wall leaning on it as you both had a clearer view of one another “Plus that wasn’t the only time you gave him a boner." turning to her as your eyebrow cocked at her, she giggled at your confused state before finishing her sentence. “Last year? Junior year of highschool, seriously you don't remember?” She asked as her expression turned from calm to surprised while all of her attention turned to you, shaking your head while pouting playfully she turned her body to face you as she leaned in closer. “In chemistry, when the teacher paired you both up. Am I the only one noticing how much he gets turned on by you. It’s like whenever you're around, are you sure that he hates you?”

Rolling your eyes you thought to yourself a bit trying to remember that one time in chemistry that Yuna had been talking about but nothing came up into your mind, “I seriously don’t remember.” he huffed out air, taking in a big inhale before she started to talk almost as a way to prepare herself for what she was about to say. “When the teacher moved your seat to sit next to his, you sat closest to the windows as he sat next to you at the tables. He never paid any attention to anything he was teaching, I think you dropped something or got something up from the ground but whatever it was you reached down almost being inches away from his lap while the rest of the day he was all flustered. The tips of his ears turned red as he slightly blushed from that small interaction but during homeroom he asked to use the bathroom and didn’t come back till the next period as his face was red.” looking into her eyes you laughed to yourself as clips of the memories started to come back. “That doesn’t mean anything he could have just had to run and do something none of that means I gave him a hard on.” she smirked looking at you “I’m gonna go get food, want anything?” you asked her as you stood up while she nodded “A soda, please” one foot after the other you made your way to her kitchen, her house felt like your house. You were over her house more than you were over your own but she would always be over your house when you were home, sometimes she would just walk into your house grab a snack then leave. It never bothers you.

Honestly, you thought it was funny how comfortable she is around you. Rummaging through her fridge you found something that started to look appetizing, grabbing her soda as well as your snack then the only thing your mind kept thinking about was the point Yuna was trying to get across, why is she telling you all of this now? Why should you care? Walking back into her room you handed her the drink sitting in the same spot you were previously sitting in before you went to get your snack, opening your snack you started to eat it like you haven’t been fed in years. Your brain started to get fuzzy, thinking about absolutely nothing while your eyes started to feel heavier by the minute. Your eyelids felt like there was a magnet attached to them pulling your eyes down to close, your movements started to become more slow while your brain took a while to process any information Yuna had told you. “Girl, you can go to bed. I’m not stopping you.” Immediately shooting up from your spot you walk to her bed softly and slowly feeling like a sloth as you eventually reach her bed you laid down, shutting your eyes you instantly fell into dreamland. It was almost as if her pillow was infused with sleeping medicine that made you instantly tired, as you were fast asleep in her bed Yuna finished up her skin care checking the time, 1:34. She knew the day she had ahead of her tomorrow so she thought that she should join you in the bed and hopefully fall asleep fast.

Stirring from one side to the other your sleep was interrupted as the sun came in shining into her room as it reflected on her mirror and directly onto your eyelids, turning back around to the other side you tried to fall back asleep but your mind would not stop thinking about what Yuna had said about Jay. Butterflies start to roam around your stomach as the thought of Jay jerking off to you and thinking about you in that way made you more flustered than disgusted yet you had no idea why, you hated him for everything he had done to you but couldn’t help blush at the thought of him. Turning your head towards the side you saw Yuna’s sleeping figure turned towards the wall as you had the view of her back, seeing nothing out of the ordinary you turn back to face the other side of her room while continuing to think about him. Sighing to yourself you picked up your phone from the side table as you did not want to think about him anymore, hoping that your phone would distract you enough to get your mind off of him till tonight when you have to see him. Turning over your phone while looking at the notifications, one in particular caught your attention. It was a random number.

can’t wait to see u tn, i gotta tell u sum

Your face slowly started to show just how confused you were, texting the number back you waited for their response as it had been seconds for the waiting time.

who is this?

u didn’t save my number

im hurt y/n

soo.. u r

ur fav person ever, jay!

Thinking of what to text back nothing came into your mind, you just swiped out of his chat not even bothering to put him in your contacts. You didn’t want to have any more connection with him ever since Sunoo started to invite you to events where he was there, that should be enough for you. Of course he was the person who texted you, the one person you weren't trying to think about. Hearing a muffled groan from next to you it caught your attention causing you to turn over and face where the noise had come from, she looked back at you “Good morning.” her voice was still groggy due to her just waking up. A sudden rush of energy flowed over your body as you leaned your head on her chest, wrapping your hand around her as you squeezed her into the hug. “Good morning birthday girl.” Looking up at her she smiled at your excitement that radiated off of your body, she hugged you back as you got up from her bed placing your phone on the charger then heading downstairs to get breakfast. Before you went to the kitchen you asked Yuna if she wanted anything to eat “You hungry?” she nodded “Can you bring me some waffles?”

Walking down the stairs and into the kitchen you noticed the bottles of alcohol sitting on the kitchen island that weren’t there before, ignoring it knowing that the reason they were out was for later tonight but you walked over to the cabinets and started to make some homemade waffles, special for her. While waiting for them to cook in the waffle maker you cut up some strawberries and waited till the waffles were done, putting them on a plate and placing the strawberries on top of them. Her room was silent even a pin could drop and it would be heard looking into the room while walking over to the bed Yuna just stared up at the ceiling, “What are you doing?” you asked, handing her the plate of food “Just tired.” nodding to her she took the plate starting to take bites out of it as you continued to talk to her, trying to help her wake up. “Well you won’t be too tired later, I saw the surprise on the counter. Why do you have multiple bottles? I thought it was just a small group of people?”

-time skip-

A couple of people? Every room you would walk into was filled with people, you couldn’t even find Yuna no matter how hard you tried. You weren’t really the type of person to go out and party so this was definitely not your thing, walking through the ground of bodies grinding against one another you couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable just knowing the room you were in was filled with complete strangers to you. Vibrations from your phone in your back pocket startled you as you instantly pulled your phone out while looking at the contact, it was Sunoo. Answering the phone, putting it up to your ear you heard talking around him but it wasn’t the type of talking from inside the house rather a small group. You figured that he must be on his way with the other guys as they all would ride together so that way one of them could at least drive them all home safely, “We are almost there, can you wait outside?” thinking he was in person talking to you, you nodded and told him yeah then hung up. Making your way through the crowd of people you couldn’t help but feel claustrophobic with others bodies constantly on yours being pushed around because of them dancing or whatever they were doing, walking onto Yuna’s front lawn it felt way more refreshing than you thought. The fresh air running through your nose as the wind pushed your hair back giving you a nice breeze that felt amazing from previously being in a hot and enclosed house, a car stopped in front of the house as it let out all the boys. Sunoo took the longest as he was thanking the uber driver while paying him, the rest of the boys started to walk towards you except Jay as he waited for Sunoo. Jake walked by you and shook his hand on the top of your head making your hair all messy.

Thankfully Heeseung saw what Jake did and stopped in front of you as he fixed your hair, evenly spreading out the messy parts Jake had left. Heeseung moved to the side which gave you the perfect view to see Jay staring at you and Heeseung with an agitated expression on his face, making eye contact with him he immediately shot his head in Sunoo’s direction not wanting you to know that he had been staring at you both. The two men that waited by the car started to walk towards you, one with excited and happy emotions displayed while the other man’s face showed jealousy and annoyance, the excited man stopped in front of you giving you a warm welcoming hug while the other watched from behind the man. “You look great” He said pulling away from the hug, he wasn’t wrong. You wore a black mini skirt that fit perfectly around your waist which barely reached below your ass and you wore a leather black long sleeve that matched the skirt perfectly, “You do too.” he wore a old black concert t-shirt with a white long sleeve underneath as he wore dark green pants which pulled his whole outfit together. At the compliment he started posing as you took fake picture of him, he blew a kiss at the ‘camera’ then told you ‘see you in there’ walking into the house behind him which left you with Jay all alone on her front yard with radon people in the areas around you both yet they weren’t too close.

“You really didn’t know it was me?” Jay asked as he sat down on the steps leading up to the house, sitting down next to him as you left space in between the two of you. The silence was loud enough to hear a cricket till you started to answer his question “Well yeah, I don’t save your number.” you stared straight ahead while he turned to look at you “Why?” his gaze and tone softened. “Why do you think Jay?” Getting up from sitting next to him you left him sitting there as you walked back into the house and heading up to Yuna’s room, thankfully she had secured off the upstairs so that way no one would go up there not even the horny couples that would go to a bedroom to have sex. Walking into her bedroom you placed your phone on the side table as you grabbed the tv remote that was on her dresser, laying down in her bed getting all comfy you got under the blankets not even bothering to change or take off your makeup knowing that Yuna would pull you downstairs at some point. Clicking on the remote you started to play your favorite comfort show while turning up the volume to drown out the sound of people talking downstairs, as the tv he the volume loud enough to only hear your show you couldn’t hear the sounds of footsteps approaching her bedroom. You barely heard the knock. Till the second knock caught your attention, pausing your show you said “Occupied, go back downstairs.” The door started to open. Did you not hear me? I said-'' stopping mid sentence you faced the previously jealous and annoyed man, “Party is downstairs.” you said clicking play on the remote but before you could do anything else he pulled the remote out of your hand “Can we talk?” your face showed how confused you were “About?” he sighed while sitting on the edge of the bed causing you to sit up.

“I know you probably don’t care but I’m still going to say it just to let you know, you don’t have to accept my apology by the way, but I am really sorry for the way I treated you growing up. I was a dick and I just wanted to get your attention. Little did i know that type of attention would make you hate me, recently i started to regret it all because i started to notice how your demeanor was towards me rather than Sunghoon or Jungwon, hell any of them. I alway notice you staring off into some random corner as your eyes would start to water, not even being able to talk about anything I had done to you, you never bring it up. I always notice how you never look at me in the eyes like you’re doing now and I know it was because I would punish you if you did. Sometimes I wish I could just start over with you because maybe if i told you that i liked you or i wanted to be your friend maybe we would be as close as you and Sunoo, god don’t even get me started on him. I hate seeing you around him, or any guy. That's why I asked Jungwon to trick you with the motorcycle for a way to make you hate him and not me. But I could never do anything about it or I would probably just traumatize you more than I already have, anyways what I am trying to get at this whole thing is that ever since elementary school I always thought you were cute. The more I would pick on you the more my feelings grew, I never wanted to make you feel the way you did. I realized you felt that way because Sunoo told me and I will never forgive myself for what I did and neither should you. If I was in your shoes what i am saying would be going through one ear and out the other. Once again Y/n i am really really sorry, if you want me to leave you alone now i get it.”

Sitting there you tried to process every word he said but nothing he was talking about made sense in your mind, he started to get up from his seat but you grabbed his wrist stopping him tugging on his wrist to have him sit in the seat. Words tried to form but were only denied as you were not able to speak only allowing a small hum come out of your mouth, “Listen Y/n you don’t have to accept my apology or pity me, I can go and you won’t ever have to talk to you again if that’s what you want, I would do anything for you I just want to see you happy. I-” cutting off his words you placed your lips onto his, shutting him up. His eyes widened as he pulled you deeper into the kiss while his desperation for your lips started to show, he inched closer to you with every minute.

Pulling away to catch your breath he immediately and hungrily placed his lips back onto yours once he saw you breathe properly, his hand moved to the back of your head pulling you deeper into the kiss as he laid you down onto the mattress below the both of you. The hand in your hair started to slowly tighten while his other hand was rubbing your outer thigh, you grabbed onto his shirt using both of your hands as you pulled him in closer to you. His body heat radiated off of yours making the air in between the two of you hotter than normal, your hands continued to grasp onto his shirt until he pulled away from your body while he moved his hips closer to you his fingers fiddled with the bottom of his shirt. “Can I take it off?” He asked you nodded as he immediately started to pull off his shirt and toss it somewhere in the room, your lips felt hungry without his. Lips connecting once more every noise was drowned out, even the people talking downstairs the only thing you were focused on was the man above you as his cock rubbed into your clothed cunt. His hands moved from your hair to rest on your waist his breathing started to become heavy due to lack of oxygen from the both of you kissing. “Y/n what did I tell you about hiding-” The door opened as you tried your hardest to hide your face but nothing worded, Yuna had just seen you and Jay in this state. She is gonna tease you about this 27/4. She smirked to you as she winked “Continue, act like I wasn’t here.” quietly shutting the door behind her he slowly got up from previously hovering over you, he grabbed his shirt then started to put it back on you placed your hand onto his chest to stop his movements.

His eyes looked down to yours, you still couldn’t bring yourself to look into his eyes but he knew the effort was there. “You don’t want to stop?” Your hand continued to stay on his chest you couldn’t say anything, being too nervous you didn’t want to have sex with him just yet but you didn’t want him to leave your side. “We can, if you want to, don’t think about my pleasure, what do you want?” Smiling at his kind heartedly words you softly whispered “Don’t leave.” he nodded and laid down next to you, “If that is what you want, then I won’t” you placed your head onto his shoulders he rubbed your back. Smirking to yourself you remembered what Yuna had told you about what happened junior year, “Jay?” he hummed as he traced a figure eight onto your back “In chemistry during junior year Yuna said you got a boner because i picked up something off of the ground is that true? Or the time when we were in reading group and-” He cut off your words as he pulled your lips against one another using his index finger and thumb, “Yup, I remember…” his words started to become a stuttering mess as his nervousness started to settle in. “... Are those the only times she told you about?” your lips started to grin, his fingers let go of your lips as he waited for your answer. “Those weren’t the only times?” Even though you couldn't see his face you could tell by him stuttering his words that he was flustered, he started to wonder if he should have asked that. He stayed silent. “Jay? Those two times weren’t the only times I gave you a -?” Lips continued to stay on one another as blush started to grow across from one side of his face to the other, “No.” he whispered while turning away from your figure due to embarrassment.

A smile formed on your lips as you turned to face his chest drawing a flower on him as he continued to not look at you, the tips of his ears started to turn a deep pink giving away how his flustered state was being affected by you. “Tell me the other times, please.” You dragged out the last syllable to show your engagement to him, finally he slowly started to turn his head towards you ubt refused to look down at you. Grabbing the remote he pressed play on the show displayed in front of you two, you grabbed the remote out of his hand as you let the show continue playing but placed it on the bedside next to you. “Ignoring me?”

He proceeded to stay quiet while his eyes were focused on his hands, looking down they started to fiddle with one another while he placed both of his hands over his lap to cover his hidden bulge. Trying to keep his mind off of his own discomfort and desire to have you he watched the tv before you too, “Please talk.” as much as he wanted to act like you weren’t them here so his visible problem would go away he could never ignore your begs. “You never told me if you accepted my apology, you don’t have to if you don’t want t-” Cutting him off you placed your hand over his mouth as he continued to speak while the words muffled against your hand causing his lips to vibrate off your hand making you ticklish, snapping your hand away from his mouth a small giggle left your lips. “Did me kiss you not clear it up enough?” He smirked and looked at you which led to your eyes falling down to your lap out of force of habit, he noticed your motions as he placed his hand under your chin, lifting up your face that way you can look into his eyes. “From now on please look me in the eyes when I talk to you.” A smile formed on your face as blush ran from one side of your face to the other, a knock was heard from the door causing Jay to groan and whine from lack of privacy. “Who is it?” A drunken male voice was heard from behind the door while he stirred his words yet his voice sounded very familiar, Jay walked over to the door opening it just enough for you both the get a clear view of Jake whining at the door for you both to ‘come drink with him because he misses you both, but wait why were you both in the room alone together? WERE YOU GUYS F-!’ he screamed out loud as Jay quickly rushed to put his hand over Jake’s mouth to hush his words.

While Jake just melted into Jay’s touch, “You know for an area that is off limits a lot of people sure do ignore the signs.” he said turning towards Jake meanwhile he had a hug smile on his face as he blushed from the amount of alcohol he consumed. Jay turned around and poked his tongue into the side of his cheek; swirling it to his lips as he licked them giving them a clear and shiny shimmer, he put his hand behind Jake’s back; spinning him around so now he was facing the stairs. Bringing his hand up so you have a clear view of his fingers he moved his pointer finger in a ‘come here’ motion, following his instructions you got up pausing the show walking over to him he was already down to stairs as he made sure Jake wasn’t going to fall down. Looking down at him he actually realized you actually were looking into his eyes, his trace became trapped the more he looked into them he felt his stomach twist and turn just because of you.

One foot after the other you found yourself standing text to Jay as bodies filled the missing spaces giving you both barely any space to move, leaning his head down he rested his head on your shoulder as he turned his head towards the inside of your neck whispering “We should go find the others.” he placed his hands around your waist as he led you through the crowded rooms. His fingers rubbed against the fabric of your mini skirt while his thumbs went into the belt loops on your sides, walking in a room you see all of your friends huddled around one another in a circle. You grabbed his arms stopping you movements when you noticed them and moving his hands back causing him to let go of your waist, turning you face to the side you saw confusion displayed on his face you mouthed to him “I don’t want them to know, maybe if we hand out more we can tell them what is happening between us.” he agreed as he walked passed you and to the group of people on the couches, Sunoo saw you standing like a deer in headlights and waved you over to come to them. Smiling at him you walked over as Jay’s gaze wouldn’t leave your body the way your hips slightly swayed as you walked made him wonder how you would look riding him, moving in front of the men sitting on the couches you felt someone pull your wrist towards them making you fall onto their lap as their arms immediately wrapped around your waist giving you no way to get up being trapped in their arms. You turned towards the person and saw it was a Sunghoon, his bear hug felt ultimately comforting or maybe just being in his arms felt nice. All you knew was when you looked up if looks could kill Sunghoon would be dead, Jay’s eyes darkened as he watched Sunghoon touch all up on you like it was nothing meanwhile Heeseung noticed Jay’s gaze on Sunghoon as he brought up his hand in front of Jay’s eyes moving it up and down to pull him out of his trace. Jay turned towards Heesung “Welcome back, you staring at Y/n like that?” Jay rolled his eyes, annoyed “Mind your business.” shock filled Heesungs demeanor as he was not expecting Jay to be filled with rudeness by such a simple question.

“What’s up with you? Upset because she can't get your - wet.” Heesung laughed at his own comment as Jay’s aura tightened around him, his body radiated off anger, everyone around him could tell to leave him alone except for Heeseung because he always loved to push his buttons till he popped. “You would be surprised how easy she is, I mean just ask-''Jay gripped Heeseungs shirt pushing him up against the wall getting inches away from his face as his jaw clenched, everyone around stopped talking to look at the drama unfolding in front of them. “Come on man, you know I'm just kidding.” Jay rolled his eyes as the grip on his shirt tightened till his knuckles started to turn white “Just kidding? Don’t ever talk about a woman like that, no wonder you don’t have a girlfriend you would treat her like shit." Inching closer to his face “Especially if that girl is Y/n.” he moved his face back against the wall and started to falter from Jay’s appearance displayed on his face. Heeseung fought the urge to fight back knowing how angry Jay was would cause him to wake up with a black eye or a bloody nose, everyone in the room was looking at Jay and Heeseung. Jay let go of Heeseung pushing him back against the wall “Talk about her like that, I dare you.” he turned around and walked over to you stunned figure who was sitting in Sunghoon's lap, he grabbed your hand and pulling you outside to Yuna’s backyard but before he left the room he stopped in his tracks “Shows over.” then continued to walk out the door with your hand in his.

Shutting the porch doors behind him and leaning over the rail he let go of your hand while he took deep breaths, “What was that about?” you asked softly not wanting to set him off more than he already is he signed and turned to your clueless figure. “Just Heeseung being Heeseung. Don’t worry about it.” “It wasn’t just nothing if it made you react like that.” He shook his head looking back to the yard in front of him not being able to tell you that you were the reason he reacted the way he did, “I should go home, I feel terrible for do that on Yuna’s birthday.” he ran his fingers through his hair as he was propped up on his elbows “Don’t stress, i’m sure she will understand.” as he moved his hands threw his hair you noticed how his hair appeared to have a red tint to it. Pulling his hand away form his hair you inspected his hand only to be face with nails marks that started to bleed from his hands and down his wrists, “You’re hurt are you okay?” he looks down at his hand trying to slightly pull away from your grasp but you didn’t budge. “Come with me, I have stuff at my house to clean you up. Plus it with help your small wounds to not get infected.” Letting go of his hand you held his wrist as you told him to wait by the stairs as you ran up to Yuna’s room to grab your phone to text her and let her know ‘something came up and you need to stop home’, “I live not that far are you okay with walking there, Yuna picked me up.” He nodded as you both exited her house as the sound of music became more faint with each step you took, you picked up his hand grabbing your phone and turning on the flashlight to inspect it more. “Are you sure it doesn’t hurt?” He shook his head “My feet hurt though how much longer?” you laughed “You know you complain a lot, not that far i’m in that apartment right there.” pointing to the building next to the one you just walked by he nodded as a smile appeared on his face saying “Wow, this is my first time in the Y/n; her house.” he pretended to act like an excited fanboy while covering his mouth with his hands. You slapped him playfully as you opened the door to the back door of your apartment building, walking up the stairs you passed your neigh across the hall from you. “Y/n is this your boyfriend? He’s cute.”

You shook your head “No-” she cut you off giving you no time to say anything more “Who ever he is, don’t be too loud tonight we have to get some sleep.” she laughed and winked at you both before leaving. “Don’t mind her.” Walking up the stairs finishing your last steps as you both reached your apartment, unlocking my the door you let him walk in first as he stood out of the way looking around as he inspected the rooms around him. “So this is what your house looks like.” You nodded “Oh come in here.” pulling him into the bathroom as you pulled the toilet seat down having him sit on top of it as you grabbed your cut medicine out from under the sink, “Why do you have a glass shower door?” “Why not.” you shrugged as you sunk down to your knees sitting in front of him asking for his hand one at a time to make sure the medicine was on him. Standing back up you noticed how his hair hand blood smeared it in, “You have blood in your hair, you can take a shower and wash it if you want.” he nodded as you left the bathroom shutting the door behind you “Wait Y/n how do you turn it on?” he asked while taking off his shirt causing you to gulp down your saliva “Oh right.” walking over to the shower door you bent over not wanting to get the water on you as you turned it on grabbing his hand you brought him closer putting his finger run along the waters stream “Is that okay? or warmer?” “This is fine.” walking back out of the door in your peripheral vision of him taking off his pants leaving him in his boxers.

Time passed as you watched you phone as you waited for Jay to come back out so you could apply more medication on his wound since it likely fell off due to the water, “Y/n.” you heard him yell from the bathroom getting up from your seat on the couch and walking over to the bathroom you knocked and asked back “Yeah?” putting your ear close to the door you heard him ask “Where are the towels? and how do you shut this off?” Shit you forgot to show him. “The towels are under the sink on the right side and to turn the shower off you gotta-” He cut you off “Y/n can you just come in and do it instead of trying to complicate things.” gaining the courage to ask you started to twist the job opening the door as you faced away from him while you shielded your eyes, a laugh was heard from behind you “Now your scared to look at me naked, thought you were wishing to see me like this a couple hours ago?” his cockiness started to take over as you walked over to the sink crouching down to pick up the towel as you placed it on the counter. “Back up towards the wall i don’t want to accidentally touch you.” You asked still shielding your eyes from his naked body “And if i don’t?” you could hear his smirk as you opened the showers door only to shut it once more “Here just take the towel i’ll just take a shower too while you go and dry off.” grabbing the towel you put it out towards him but nothing happened, he didn’t grab it out of your grasp. “Why don’t you just come in? I’m still not done.” Placing the towel back on the counter you said “Well then i can wait till you a-” the sound of the shower door sliding open made your heart beat faster than ever as his wet hand rested on your shoulder he moved his hand lower and placed them on the button of your skirt.

“I can help you, it will be easier this way.” No matter what you tried to think no words formed, saying quiet he started to undo your skirt as you covered your face with both hands, once you were in your panties he backed up taking in a good look at you as his cock jumped at the sight. He grabbed your forearms to pull down your hands as he did you immediately shut your eyes as he took off your shirt, leaving you in front of him in your bra and panties. “Such a pretty body for such a beautiful girl.” He said as he kissed your temple while his fingers tangled in the back of your bra as he i clipped it making it collapse onto the floor, his free hand moved down to his cock stroking it slowly not even realizing that you got him unintentionally hard. He cursed under his breath as he started to strip you from your panties as well leaving you completely naked in front of him, “You know to get in the shower you have to open your eyes right.” peeking through your squinted eyes you saw his chest shining from the wetness of the water glistening against the light from above. Not even daring to look down you walked into the shower as he followed, facing the water you get yourself all wet “Can you had me the shampoo?” you asked pointing to the bottle behind him while he nodded in response, as he was about to hand you the bottle he pulled it away. “Let me do it.”

Turning your back towards him he stepped closer and closer as he almost touched you while he flipped the bottle of shampoo over and placing some on your head, putting the bottle back he started to rub in the shampoo in your hair causing your eyes to roll back from such pleasure. You had to admit that Jay’s head massages were way better than Yuna’s but she didn’t have to know that. A soft noise fell from your lips as you felt something hit the bottom of your back, knowing what it already was Jay knew that you knew and immediately started to apologize. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it you just look so fucking and I couldn’t control it but-” Turning around placing your lips on his you felt his cock run up against your pussy lips as he started to hump in between your thighs, washing out the shampoo you leaned you head back till you couldn’t feel it anymore. His lips needed more of you. Desperate for you. Every touch you placed on his body sent a shiver through his spine, the pain in his body was the ache from his cock desperately needing to be inside you. He has used his hand to the thought of you multiple times, thinking of the way you would tease his cock as your finger would tease his tip. His lips moved down to your neck which would for sure leave some red and purple marks on you tomorrow, his face started to heat up causing blush to appear across his full face. Groaning against your skin he pulled his cock out from your thighs while he started to jerk himself off with fast and steady movements, pulling away you watched him jerk himself off as he looked at you look at him. He was mesmerized by you. The way you could just look at him which would cause him to meet into your grasp, running his finger along his tip he threw his head back while he let go of his cock and brung up his hand that was previously jerking himself off, to your mouth. “Spit.” He demanded, following his orders you gathered spit in your mouth as you let it roll off your tongue and down your lips, if he wasn’t on the verge of cumming already he is now.

Placing his spit filled hand back on his cock you could hear the slush and wetness it created, “Y/n, I need you, please.” he asked with pleading eyes looking down at you. You brought your hand to his cock jerking him off instead of him doing it “Be more specific, Jay.” you stated looking up at him while a whine fell from his lip “Need to be inside you so bad.” bringing your fingers to your cunt you stuck to fingers inside of you finger fucking yourself for a minute as he watched with his cock in his hand, taking your fingers out you brought your fingers to his lips as he immediately grabbed your wrist pulling your hand closer so that way he could fully grasp you. With every lick his cock would twitch due to lack of being touched while reviving this much pleasure untouched, “You have any condoms?” he asked looking around “I don’t think so, just fuck me Jay I need you so bad.” with that he had you leaning forward with your hands in front of you as you pushed against the wall while bending over, he ran his tip along your folds as he saw his reddened tip glisten with your pussy juices. Starting to enter your cunt inch by inch a moan would fall from his lips, it wouldn’t even be a small and soft moan it was a airy but genuine moan. Bottoming out inside you he wanted you to adjust to his size but he couldn’t wait as long as he wanted, being inside of you without moving was killing him slowly.

He wanted to move, he needed to. “Can I move Y/n?” Nodding at him he instantly started his movement short and slow letting you ease into the pleasure as the pain from his cock would soon be filled with pleasure, his hands moved to your waist as his thrusts started to be filled with more desperation than before. His groans and your low whines filled the steamy room, the hot water mixed with both of your body heats colliding with one another caused you to have sweat dripping down the side of your face while the water still splashed against Jay’s back. Fucking yourself back on him he felt your movements bent down to your ear “Such a desperate little thing, fuck I can’t wait to feel more of this pussy.” moaning in response he returned to his original stance as his thrusts were more powerful and stronger than before as they were shallow but not anymore. “Feel so fucking good.” He moaned through his gritted teeth, his climax was not that far from him. Usually it would not take him this quick to cum but his desire of you fucking him and your tight pussy gripping his cock was not helping him keep his load in, bringing your hand down to your clit you started to rub it sending immediate more pleasure than ever. You felt like your brain was in the clouds. His cock hit every right space as it kissed your g- spot sending you into a pleasure comma, feeling his cock twitch inside you while his hands gripped your hips harder you could tell his climax was about to hit him as well. “Y/n-n gonna cum, c-cum w’it me.” His voice was shaking as his pronunciation changed from normal to more fucked out, nodding to him again you commented “M-me to-o, so good J-jay. Fuck me h-harder.” hearing you say his name so lewdly sent him over the edge. Pulling out he shot his cum on your back as you continued to come down from your high as you rubbed your clit, turning around to face him he brought you into a hug while you shut the water off. Steeping out of the shower you grabbed another towel to dry yourself off with he brought his towel up to your hair and ruffled it causing most of the water to come off in the towel, wrapping a towel around yourself he had gotten dressed and welled into your room as you picked out your pj’s he watched you. He could stare at you forever. “Can you turn around?” He laughed “I was just inside you, and you want me to turn around?” you nodded at him as he obeyed turning around to face your bed while you got changed behind him. Walking over to your bed you laid down with him as you laid your head on his chest as his heartbeat southed any pains that came your way, “Next time, I want to fuck you while you look me in the eyes.” turning your head up to look at him you nodded while snuggling deeper into his warm body.

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[leidensygdom]

I gotta say, one of the wildest radical transphobes' talking "points" is probably bathroom discourse. I can't even put to words how utterly detached from reality it is. It's terminally online stuff.

So, bathrooms. I don't know if somehow other people's realities are somehow vastly different from mine, but I feel like the extreme clear divide between "men's" and "women's" bathrooms is just not real. Where I live, stalls are often gendered, but how much they get used in that way is far less consistent.

For example: If the place had only the space to make one bathroom accessible, it's gonna be the women's bathroom. Always. It doesn't mean only disabled women have access to bathrooms- It means that the women's bathroom is also going to be used by disabled people. And this is common. Really common. Maybe it's because the women's bathroom tends to need more space- For pad dispensers and trash cans, for baby-changing stations (yes, I hate that these are only on the women's bathroom usually), and so on. Now- You see a guy enter the women's bathroom. Are you gonna micro-analize if the guy looks disabled enough to use it, or are you going to wash your hands and go on with your life?

Again, baby-changing stations are almost always located on the women's bathroom. It sucks- It should be in all bathrooms. But it's how it is. You see a cis guy enter with a kid. Or maybe not even with a kid- Just enters, wanders around, finds the baby-changing station, gets a diaper from the dispenser and leaves. Are you gonna throw a fit or just let this guy handle his kid?

Bathrooms get cleaned on the regular. A lot of times, you may wanna go there, and get told it's being cleaned, and just get asked to use the other gender's bathroom. Cleaning can take hours. If the men's bathroom is being cleaned and everyone is now using the women's, are you going to deem the bathroom to be the world's unsafest place or are you just go take a pee and leave?

Fucking hell, sometimes the stall you want to go to is incredibly dirty. It happens. No need to get on details. Just the kind of stuff that makes you want to not use it. Or maybe it's clogged, or maybe it's not working. Maybe there's a note saying "Broken, do not enter". Do you cry about it or just go find another stall- Which may be on the other fucking gender's bathroom?

Most times I'll use whatever bathroom is available. One is busy? Ok, let me get to the other one. I'm AFAB and while I don't present femininely, I still look like a woman to most people. Have I ever been in danger because I cleaned my hands besides someone with a dick? No. Grow the fuck up. This isn't even rare. People will switch bathrooms for speed. People will switch bathrooms because one of them is out of paper. Because one of them is out of soap.

The mall in my current city recently installed "Family" bathrooms. They're not being marketed as unisex, or inclusive, or anything. Just "family" bathrooms. For everyone. They're great. It's the bathroom everyone will use- Men, women, anything in between and outside of that, kids, disabled people, etc. There's a bunch of stalls adapted to different needs. There's accessible stalls. There's pad and diaper dispensers. There's stalls that have a big toilet and a little toilet so parents can go with their kids. There's tall sinks and short sinks- So disabled people and kids can reach.

And, to nobody's surprise, there's no reports whatsoever of any sort of assault in them.

I'm just. I don't know. I'm sorry you can't detach the existence of a dick near you from immediate assault. I don't know why that changes in the context of a bathroom- I've never (in my long life of using whatever bathroom) been in danger for that. And I'm talking as someone who has had some unsavory experiences in other situations. Grow the fuck up and maybe stop basing your views on imaginary scenarios y'all need to come up with to justify your hatred of a minority. Maybe if y'all got off your keyboards and went outside for once, you'd realize bathrooms work much differently from whatever weird ideal you have formed about them.

#trans issues #transgender #lgbtq #lgbtia #queer #long post

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[Spicy] Dude, This is a McDonald's | (afab!Reader/Dabi)

Summary: You're craving some McDonald's so you drag Dabi along with you to go get a burger and fries, but the man cannot keep it in his pants around you. Contains: Unprotected Naughties, Semi-Public Smut, Creampie, Swearing, McDonald's Bathroom (that's a warning on its own) wc: [2.4K]

Minors DNI 🔪

Taking Dabi with you to McDonald's was a mistake.

You were just trying to get a fucking burger, not get your back blown out in a public restroom. But alas, here you were, shoved up against the toilet paper dispenser with the man’s hands groping your ass, squeezing the flesh with his large palms as he backed you up into the stall. You pressed your hands against the powder blue toilet partition wall, stifling a laugh as you read one of the little messages scrawled on the bumpy surface.

‘The future is in your hands’ — and scribbled beneath it in different handwriting: ‘my dick is the future?’ How truly poetic. Ah, public bathroom stalls: the home of the funniest jokes and best life advice you’ll ever read. And, apparently, Dabi’s favorite place to fuck. To be fair, it didn’t really matter to the villain where he got his dick wet, as long as he could have you choking on it with that pretty tongue of yours dangling aimlessly against the underside. 

“Dabi–” you complained half-heartedly.

The only reply he graced you with was a breathless chuckle before cutting you off with a searing hot kiss. Of course. There was no arguing with the man once he’d made up his mind. He fumbled, shoving his fingers beyond the edge of your waistband, eager to get his hand cupping that precious cunt of yours. 

You just had to wiggle your ass at him on the way in, didn’t you?

It started with Dabi’s hand on your waist as you went over to the digital kiosks to place an order. Whenever the two of you went out, he made it a point to hold onto you in some way, shape or form. Your hand in his. A tight grip on your waist, or middle. Anything to keep you nice and close. By his side, where you belonged. You didn’t know why Dabi was so insistent on touching you in public — perhaps he simply wanted to be close to you, or maybe he liked to show off who his pretty girl was. Whatever Dabi’s reasons were, his fingers brushed against the hem of your clothes, playing with fabric as he wrapped his arms around you from behind.

“What do you want?” you asked, feeling the villain move to rest his head on your shoulder and peer at the screen. “I’m gonna just get a burger and fries.” 

“Milkshake.” Dabi’s voice was gruff as he grunted his response in your ear. Navigating the categories until he found what he was looking for, he pointed at the menu to show you what he was craving. “And a 10-piece of nuggets.”

Having you in his arms always had the unfortunate side-effect of eroding Dabi’s ability to restrain himself. You just looked so fucking perfect with his hands on your hips. With every passing second you spent choosing your meal, Dabi became more impatient with the situation. Not for the food no. You were wearing that good perfume again. The one that made his dick hard whenever he so much as caught a whiff of it. And now that the man had his hands on you, Dabi couldn’t help himself anymore. You were so damn delicious — he was practically salivating already. His cerulean eyes traced the curve of your exposed neck, drinking in every dip and curve of bare skin you had on display. It looked so soft, inviting — and far too pristine and flawless to his liking. Not nearly enough marks and hickeys to decorate your beautiful body. He should change that.

Bruised was a really nice color on you, after all.

You gasped feeling his lips on your neck – a rush of energy flooding your body. The shiver that ran down your spine made Dabi’s grin grow wider.

“Fuck — Dabi!” you scolded, feeling his teeth sinking into the tender flesh of your exposed nape. The man was shameless as he sucked your skin between his teeth and bit down. There was no way he wasn’t leaving a hickey behind with how ferociously he was lapping at your body. Every little noise you made only riled Dabi up more – the sound of your voice, gasping and scandalized by his actions made his cock throb in anticipation.

“If you insist, baby…” he hissed out, dragging you away from the kiosk toward the bathroom. You stumbled over your own feet, trailing after Dabi as he made his way to the back of the McDonald’s dining area. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was on his mind right now and you knew for a fact that Dabi didn’t give a shit about having a quicky in public. He’d have you anytime, anywhere. As long as you were willing to spread those pretty fucking thighs for him, he was ready to stuff you full of cum without hesitation.

That’s how you ended up with one foot on the toilet seat and your hot-blooded boyfriend rutting his hard cock into your clothed pussy. Dabi’s fingers slipped into your underwear — a pleased, guttural groan rumbling in his chest as they brushed against your cunt, finding it already nice and wet for him.

“Shit, babe,” he cursed, pressing a couple of fingers into your aching heat. Just feeling your walls clench around these two digits drove him wild. His breath feels hot against your ear as he leaned in, resting his head against your shoulder while his fingers got to work prying you open to get you ready for his throbbing cock. “Here I thought I was bein’ the needy one but look at you. Guess you’re just as filthy as me, hm? That’s okay, it’s what I like about ya.”

“Dabi,” you whined desperately, back arching against the partition wall as he curled his nimble fingers inside of you. “Hurry the hell up, we’re gonna get caught —”

“We won’t be if you keep that pretty mouth of yours shut, baby.” Dabi clamped his free hand firmly over your lips, muffling whatever retort you were about to spit back at him. It was probably some sarcastic bullshit comment anyway so he wasn’t sorry about shutting you up in the slightest. “Just keep that leg up on the seat and let me handle the rest, yeah?”

When you mumbled an affirmative series of noises against the palm of his hand, Dabi chuckled. Even when he tried to keep you quiet you just couldn’t resist trying to get the last word in. It was part of your charm and just made him want to fuck you so hard until that chatty attitude of yours shattered and all you could say was his name. You knew that too. It was a fun little game the both of you liked to play, especially in a public setting like this one.

Eventually, one of you would crack and Dabi would end up balls deep inside of you.

There was no time for romance right now. He fumbled with his belt, pulling his pants down just enough to free his cock. You could feel it pressing against your inner thigh, pre-cum smearing against the edge of your panties as he rutted against you in anticipation. The fabric stretched and tensed, cutting into your skin when Dabi yanked at them — your voice catching in your throat as he ripped your underwear clean off. A twinge of annoyance flashed in your mind — that was one of your favorite pairs. Your eyes followed the fabric scraps to the floor where they lay discarded against the greasy tiles of the McDonald’s bathroom, ruined and destroyed. You didn’t have time to mourn their loss: Dabi was done wasting any more precious seconds of not fucking you senseless. The man shoved his cock inside of your sweet, warm pussy — groaning with a desperation that set the hair in the back of your neck on end.

Your head lightly banged against the power blue partition wall and your foot nearly slipped off the toilet seat as Dabi began thrusting into you. The movements were shallow and sharp, grinding deliciously against that spongey spot inside of you that he loved to bully with his pierced cock. It’s like the guy knew exactly where to hit you to make you whimper and cry like a common whore. He could feel your hungry breaths catching against his palm — fingers clasping tightly over your lips to keep you from screaming.

“Keep it down, princess, this is a fucking family establishment,” Dabi taunted with a breathless whisper, never once slowing down his pace or pausing to let you catch a break. 

You could only mewl into his hand, struggling to keep your heavenly cries under control each time he slammed his hips into you. Dabi’s burning blue eyes are glued to yours as he roughly pistoned his cock as far as it would go into your precious pussy. You felt so fucking perfect — he couldn’t get enough of you. Hell, half the time you two ended up fucking in a bathroom it was because Dabi couldn’t keep his dick from twitching at the sight of you. Even now, when he had you clenching on his fat cock, he wanted more. Harder. Deeper. Faster. It would never be enough. The toilet stall walls groaned and creaked with each thrust, shaking as they threatened to shamble off the hinges the longer you two spent inside the cubicle.

You could feel his tip grinding up against your cervix as Dabi leaned his full weight into you.

For now, the bathrooms were deserted but it would be naive to think they would remain that way. It was both thrilling and terrifying to know that the threat of someone catching the two of you in the act was very real. It added an itching urgency to the way Dabi moved, goading him into finishing this little romp as quickly as possible. He was doing a bang-up job at that. Your legs trembled as he fucked himself into you, eagerly slamming you down on his cock.

“Ssh, ssh, ssh —” he cooed when you got too loud again, pressing his lips against your forehead for a quick kiss. If it were any other man, the gesture might have been soothing. But this was Dabi: you knew better. The man was taunting you, taking pleasure in the fact that his pretty girl couldn’t moan for him like she wanted to. “Shut the hell up, you’re gonna get us caught…”

The way your eyes fluttered each time Dabi shoved his cock into your sweet cunt, your breath fanning against the palm of his hand — there was just something so fucking hot about your flushed face leaning back against the toilet stall like that. You looked completely helpless and desperate, just the way Dabi liked to have you. Grinding on his cock like you had something to prove, gasping and whining into the palm of his hand. You sounded almost like you were choking. He was utterly obsessed with that blissfully fucked-out look in your eyes. The sight alone was enough to make him wanna fill that pretty pussy of yours with his spunk. His fingers tightened their grip as he picked up the pace, digging into the soft flesh of your cheeks and admiring the way your face puffed up in his grip.

“You look so fucking good like this,” Dabi panted into your ear. His cock twitched in anticipation of what was to come. The man was so ready to fill you up with his thick, velvety cum. Every muffled moan you let out pushed him closer to the edge, urging him to cum in that heavenly cunt of yours. But there was one more thing he needed before he could finally give in to that desire. “I need you to cum on this dick, baby. C’mon, do it for me. I need to feel that pussy gushing on my cock, give it to me…” Dabi’s free hand grabbed your thigh and pressed it against the stall, spreading you open even more so he could shove himself even deeper and harder into you. You cried out, squirming at the feeling of his flushed tip plunging into your quivering pussy.

There was no holding back anymore. You couldn’t if you tried. Not with the man’s cock practically spearing you into oblivion.

Dabi felt your sweet cunt clenching, walls fluttering furiously and tightly around his hard cock as your orgasm crashed over you. He fucked you through each wave, shoving your body against the partition wall as it buckled and shook under the pressure. Feeling you clenching on his dick was all Dabi needed to drop his load inside of you as well. His teeth sank into your neck in an attempt to muffle his groans as he spilled his cum into you, cock pulsing with each ripple of pleasure that coursed through him. You felt your legs trembling, struggling to stay upright in the cramped toilet stall as he pumped you full. Thank fuck for Dabi holding you up or you would have sank through your knees ages ago. Every sweet, hot ounce of his cum poured into you, dribbling down and gathering at the base of his cock as he churned your insides until he was completely, utterly satisfied.

Once Dabi was completely spent, he pulled out and released your breathless mouth from his grasp. Quickly shoving his cock back into his pants and buckling up, the man cast a glance through the cracks of the toilet stall to see if anyone had walked in. The room was deserted. You were in the clear — having gotten away with a quick fuck in a McDonald’s bathroom. It was quite thrilling but also deeply embarrassing. Not exactly the type of passionate encounter you’d brag about to your friends.

You were perfectly happy to never tell a damn soul what had happened here today.

“Looks like it’s our lucky day,” Dabi chuckled out, grinning from ear to ear as he basked in the thrill of your public little tryst. Ripping a piece of toilet paper from the holder, he dabbed you clean and wiped away his spunk before chucking it in the bowl, flushing. It was a nice gesture, really, since you didn’t have a pair of panties to cover yourself with anymore.

As you both made your way out of the bathroom, you smoothed out the creases in your clothes, trying to act normal. Luckily for you, no one seemed to be paying any mind to the two of you stumbling back into the restaurant, looking like you just ran a marathon. 

“Y’know, babe —” Dabi said, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulled you in close. You could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke, whispering into your ear like he was telling you a secret. “I McLoved that.”

“You’re the fucking worst.”

#touya todoroki smut #dabi smut #dabi x reader #dabi x y/n #dabi x female reader #dabi x you #touya todoroki x reader #touya x y/n #touya x reader #dabi #touya todoroki

[roosterforme]

Always Ever Only You Part 5 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: You notice Cat doesn't seem as frosty now, and you also notice she seems to have her eye on someone. As Bradley prepares for his deployment, Jake asks him some things that force him to reflect on the parts of his life that make him uncomfortable. And both of you are reluctant to acknowledge the looming countdown to the start of your period.

Warnings: Fluff, smut, angst, swearing, pregnancy discussions

Length: 4200 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

This was written to accompany my series Is It Working For You? along with a bunch of my one-shots and other series, but it can be read on its own! Check my masterlist for the reading order. Gorgeous banner by @mak-32

The deployment papers were all anyone could talk about at the Hard Deck on Friday night, and Bradley didn't even want to hear it. He was hanging out by the pool table with the others, but he wasn't really participating in the conversation. Apparently there was quite a large crew going on this deployment, including some younger aviators from Lemoore. 

"Younger aviators?" you asked, taking Bradley's beer from his hand to have a sip. You weren't really drinking tonight. When he questioned it, you muttered something about your fertility and needing to lose weight. 

"Yeah," Bradley replied, already pretty tipsy since you were the one driving. "Like fucking kids fresh out of flight school, probably. Not really looking forward to that."

You rolled your eyes and kissed him. "You're not looking forward to that? I'm really not either, Roo. You'll have a bunch of twenty five year olds all over you."

Bradley snorted as you handed the beer back to him. "No, I won't, Sweetheart. I'm old."

He was midway through taking a sip when you said, "You didn't seem old when you fucked me up against the refrigerator before we left to come here." Bradley started choking on his drink as you smiled at him. "And you didn't seem old yesterday when you lasted for an hour." He was still coughing into his fist as his eyes watered. "You're not old. You're just old enough. And you're sexy."

You turned to walk away with a smug look on your face, but Bradley reached out to grab your hand. When your head snapped back to look up at him, he could tell you were feeling a little vulnerable by the hesitation in your eyes. 

"You think it's funny to make me choke on my beer?" he asked, tugging you a little closer to him, a little further from the pool table. 

"Kind of," you replied with your chin in the air. 

Then he wrapped his hand around the back of your neck, and you gasped as his lips came crashing down to yours. You tried to pull away, but he kept you right there until your arms were around his neck and you were kissing him back. You stumbled and knocked into an empty stool, but Bradley had his other arm around your waist, keeping you steady. 

You moaned into his mouth as your fingers crept up the back of his neck and into his hair. When you pulled a little on the strands, his cock throbbed. "Fuck," he grunted, his hand sliding down to your ass to give you a light smack. 

"At the Hard Deck?" you asked, gaping at him as you whimpered. "Are you serious?" 

"Uh huh," he grunted. "Get your ass in the bathroom. Now."

Bradley watched your lips tremble before you turned toward the back hallway. "Don't worry," Nat called out, saluting him with a wink. "I'll watch your beer." 

Then he was tripping after you as you walked right into the men's bathroom like it was nothing. The sink area was thankfully deserted, but someone was taking a piss in the first stall. You just charged right into the handicapped stall, and when Bradley locked you both inside, you were unzipping your jeans. He jerked his head toward the first stall. "Someone's in here," he whispered as you shimmied your jeans down your thighs along with your light blue panties. 

"I don't care," you told him, probably loud enough for the guy who was now flushing the other toilet to hear you. Bradley let his gaze drop down to your pussy as you turned toward the wall for him. And then he was behind you, and nothing could have stopped him. 

He pushed his denim covered dick into the soft swell of your ass, and you braced yourself for what was to come with both palms flat on the wall. "You feel that?" he rasped next to your ear, grinding against you with his hands on your hips. "All you have to do is fucking look at me, and I'm hard. You make me absolutely insane, Baby Girl."

Then he placed the softest kiss to the side of your neck, eliciting a chill that shot through your body and left you moaning. "Fuck me," you begged, head tipped back. Bradley growled as he released your body to unzip his own jeans and pull his cock free. Then he nudged your legs a little further apart with his thigh. 

"Spread 'em and bend over," he commanded, and when you leaned slightly forward, he thrust into you with one hard snap of his hips against your ass. 

"Oh!"

Bradley took you by the hips again. "You know," he whispered between thrusts, "I was gonna tell you we should be quiet, but I don't even care. When I want to fuck you, I'm gonna fuck you."

You whimpered, turning your face back toward him with a dazed look in your eyes. The rhythmic slapping of his skin against yours was enough to clue anyone else in about what was going on in here, but if they looked under the stall door at both pairs of feet, they would have their confirmation. 

Bradley rubbed his mustache along your cheek before kissing you and saying, "I want you. My perfect wife. Just you." He let one hand slide up your belly and over your chest to the front of your neck. And then he went faster, enjoying the feel of your barely concealed gasps and grunts against his palm. 

As hard as he was fucking you, he made sure he kept his hands soft and his lips gentle on your neck. You seemed vulnerable, uneasy about the idea of other women talking to him during his deployment. If only you could see yourself the way he saw you. "How could I want anyone else, Baby Girl? I've been all yours since the first time you looked at me. I'm wearing your ring." He planted his left hand on top of yours on the wall. "And you're wearing mine."

You whimpered as you clenched around him, and Bradley slowed down his pace, drawing out your orgasm as he felt himself reach his limit. "That's it," he groaned as you whined his name.

"Bradley."

"Oh hell," he whispered against your ear as he filled you with his cum. "If I knock you up in the men's bathroom at the Hard Deck, I won't even be embarrassed."

You giggled as one of the toilets flushed again, and Bradley carefully withdrew from you with a grunt. His cum was dripping out of your pussy and onto that light blue underwear he liked so much, but you just pulled it back up, wiggling your ass. 

"You do this shit on purpose, don't you?" he asked, tucking himself away and zipping up his jeans. 

"What do you mean?" you asked, turning to look at him once you were fully dressed again. 

"I mean, just..." he said, gesturing at you with his hands. "Just fucking all of this. I love you so much."

You pressed your lips together and nodded, taking his hand in yours. "Yes, Bradley. I do it on purpose."

"I knew it," he muttered, following you out of the stall with absolutely no shame.

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You were so exhausted by Monday morning, you were almost happy to go back to work. Bradley had been on you all weekend. First the bathroom at the bar, and then in your bed later that night. He had been a little drunk and needy, and thank goodness he got up to play golf on Saturday and let you sleep. 

When you rode to work with him in the Bronco, he threatened to follow you up to your office, and you really thought he might. Luckily the two of you saw Jake in the parking garage, and you pawned Bradley off on him. If you didn't have a ton of things to work on with the rest of your team, you would have been in your office with the door locked and your head on your desk, taking a nap. 

When you got to your lab, pretty much everyone else was already there, including Cat. Once you were settled in, she came over to you. "Thanks again," she said softly, and you turned to look at her. She handed your car key back to you. "I filled it up with gas."

"You didn't have to do that," you replied in a whisper, wondering why she was being so quiet. 

Cat was looking at the floor now. "Yes, I did. You let me use your car for the entire weekend. I ran errands and took Jeremiah to the beach. It was great. And I didn't have to bug my uncle to use his car. Don't get me wrong, Uncle Bernie is the best, but I'm starting to feel like I've overstayed my welcome. He's a bachelor, and having us there has been a huge adjustment, I'm sure. God, I'm just rambling now," she said, shaking her head, embarrassed. 

"No," you insisted. "You're not rambling." You studied her face and asked the one question you'd been thinking about all weekend. "How old is Jeremiah?" 

Cat seemed to close in on herself a little bit, and she didn't answer, even when she met your eyes. 

"You don't have to tell me," you said quickly. 

"I'm sorry," Cat said, closing her eyes briefly. "It's just that you're the only person at work who knows about him. He turned one in November."

You were shocked. Cat and Macy hung out at the Hard Deck together. She talked to Sonya all the time. And she hadn't told either one of them about her child? 

"What does he look like?" you asked before you could stop yourself. You wanted to die of embarrassment. This woman clearly did not want to talk to you about this. But then she surprised you again when she pulled her phone from her pocket and held up her lock screen. 

"I suppose he looks like me," she said with a little laugh and a shrug. 

"He's so cute," you told her sincerely. Brown eyes, chubby cheeks and lots of hair. And then you ached inside, because he was perfect. A perfect, sweet looking little boy with only two teeth when he smiled. You didn't look away from the image until she lowered her phone, and you felt like you'd been caught looking at something that you shouldn't have been. You swallowed hard and murmured, "He looks like a Jeremiah." 

She smiled and nodded. "Of course he does. I nixed all the names his dad wanted."

Just when you were about to ask about Jeremiah's dad, Cat cleared her throat. "So, yeah. Thanks for letting me use your car. It was the best weekend I've had in a long time. And your car does look horrible, but it actually runs nicely. I barely had to jiggle the shifter."

"Right?" you said, perking up again. "That's what I'm talking about! Can I have you give a personal testimony to my husband?"

"Sure," she said with a shrug. "He doesn't like your car?"

"Hates it," you confirmed. "I mean, it did try to take him out on the bay bridge one time.... but that was probably user error."

After that, Cat ended up bringing her computer over next to you to enter in some code. You and she didn't talk about anything other than work at that point, but it was still pleasant. But around noon, you jumped in your seat when you felt a hand on your shoulder, and Cat jumped a little bit next to you as well. You spun around to see Cam standing there laughing quietly. 

"Sorry," he told you. "But that was pretty funny."

"It wasn't!" you said, heart still racing. "You messed up my line of code!"

"Move," Cam said, sliding your chair out of the way. You watched him lean down and fix it for you. And then you watched Cat watching him fix it for you.  Oh no. Jake was not going to be amused by that. "There you go. Good as new," he told you, sliding your chair back into place. 

You took a deep breath and said, "Hey, Cam. This is Cat. She's kind of new to the lab." He reached his right hand out to her, and she took it. "And Cat, this is Cam. My friend from way back at the Naval Academy."

"It's nice to meet you," Cam said with his usual charming smile. 

"You, too," Cat said, eyes soft.

Fuck. What were you supposed to tell Jake? Now you needed to figure this whole thing out with another layer added to it. 

"You coming to lunch?" Cam asked you.

"Oh. Yeah. Go ahead down and grab a table with Maria. I'll be right there."

As soon as he was out the door, Cat turned to you with a bland look. "Does a full hour ever go by without a hot man visiting you?" You burst out laughing, and she smiled as she shook her head. "I'm serious though. He's so cute."

"Yeah.... he is," you agreed. Then you decided to just go for it. "Would you lump Jake Seresin into that same category of hot men?"

"Oh," she said, biting down on her lip. "Yeah. Obviously. And don't take this the wrong way, but your husband's no slouch either." And now you were laughing again as Cat added, "I know you said Seresin is your friend, but he seems like a strictly you can look, but don't touch scenario."

"Really? What makes you say that?"

All she said in response was, "He's got a reputation. As a womanizer."

You gaped at her. Maybe you were just too close to Jake to really know what people said about him and thought about him. But you knew he was sweet. And sincere. Trustworthy and steady and honest. 

He was a bit like Bradley. Those negative things and those positive things also applied to your husband once upon a time. And you never let anyone say anything negative about him, because you knew what kind of person he was now. Didn't Jake deserve the same thing?

"I don't know about that," you told Cat. "All I know is, he's one of the best friends I've ever had."

She studied your face and nodded like she was accepting what you said even if she didn't quite believe it. And then she was gone, and you stood as well to go find Cam and Maria.

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Bradley really hated getting ready for deployments. It was never this bad before he was with you. He used to just toss his shit in his duffle bag and climb aboard the carrier. But now there was special planning involved. He was going to have to have a conversation with Jake about you, and another one with Payback, Fanboy and Coyote. He was going to have to make sure you had everything you needed. And if that involved taking a trip to Costco and letting you call him Daddy the whole time, then so be it. 

He was also pretty devastated about putting the quest to get you pregnant on hold. The countdown to the day your period was due was driving him crazy, so he knew you must be waiting to see what happened as well. 

Bradley was working on a few projects around the house so you wouldn't have to take care of them when he was gone. He was on the ladder on the back patio, fixing a broken piece of the roof gutter when he heard you. The sliding glass door was open, and he could hear your voice along with Jake's. Bradley rolled his eyes. Jake was seriously cramping his style right now. But at least if he was here, Bradley could have a chat alone with him before he left. 

"Why won't you tell me what she said?" Jake asked, and then Bradley heard you hesitate. 

"Because I don't want to hurt your feelings."

"Angel, I'm a thirty three year old man. I don't have feelings."

Bradley could hear you snort before you said, "Yes, you do. You whine and cry them out at me all the time."

"Just tell me." 

There was a longer pause this time, and then you finally said, "Cat thinks you're a bit of a ladies' man. A player."

"Well, shit," Jake muttered. "Now I kind of wish you hadn't told me."

"Listen, Jake. I think you're wonderful, okay? Really, I just adore you," came your quick response. "But Cat seems to kind of have a thing for my friend Cam anyway."

"Cam Harvey?" Jake balked, and Bradley rolled his eyes. "That skinny nerd?"

You burst out laughing in the kitchen as Bradley climbed down the ladder. "He's not a nerd! Okay, he's a little skinny, and he does wear those nerdy glasses. But he's cute! And he's a good kisser."

Bradley froze in place just as he was about to walk inside. That was interesting, because he had explicitly asked you before if you had ever dated Cam. You still spent a lot of time with him and Maria, eating that nasty avocado toast at brunch.

Now Jake sounded insecure. "Well, maybe she just doesn't know me well enough yet. Because I've got a bit of a nerdy side, too. I just don't tell that many people about my toy airplane collection. And I'm a fucking great kisser, not that you would know that."

"Yeah," Bradley said, walking inside. "And you're gonna keep it that way." But there was no threat in his voice, because as soon as you saw him, you came rushing over to give him a hug.

"I thought you were out walking Tramp!"

"Nah, just doing some chores. Tramp is digging behind the shed like a complete menace." Bradley kissed the top of your head a few times and wrapped his sweaty arms around you. He reached up to play with your necklace chain, smiling when he saw you were wearing the charms he'd give you last year. "I love you."

Jake cleared his throat loudly, and Bradley glared at him.

"Why are you always at my house, Jake?" he asked as you pressed just one soft kiss to his chin and then pulled yourself out of his grasp. 

"I came by to workout with you," Jake replied.

But you laughed and said, "No, you didn't. I mean, you can still do that, but you came by to borrow my paraffin wax bath because you secretly want to go get a manicure, but you won't let yourself."

Jake just gave you a bland look before turning back to Bradley and saying, "I'll be out in the garage."

When he disappeared through the sliding glass door, you patted Bradley's abs and said, "Go play with your friend."

Bradley swatted your ass. "He's your friend, not mine. I have one friend, and she'd never use a paraffin wax bath or get a manicure."

"You have other friends besides Nat! And just because she doesn't do fun things with you doesn't mean she doesn't do fun things! She and I went for a manicure together last year."

"Nobody ever asks me if I want to go," he grumbled playfully. Then Bradley let you push him toward the door, and since he was already dressed for chores, he headed out to the garage to lift weights with Jake.

Jake was sitting on the bench when he walked in, and Bradley said, "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute about when I'm deployed-"

"How did you do it?" Jake asked, looking up at him with an almost accusatory gaze.

Bradley froze with his brow furrowed. "I'm sorry, what are we talking about?"

Jake eased himself back onto the bench now that someone was here to spot for him, and Bradley watched him take his time adjusting his gloves before he finally spoke again. "I don't understand how you went from a guy who was sleeping around to a guy who was taken seriously by Angel overnight." 

Jake grabbed the bar and started on some reps while Bradley just stood there. It was like Jake had read his dirtiest thoughts, the ones he tried to hide back in the deep recesses of his mind, never letting them see the light of day. Because he was kind of ashamed. Always afraid he wasn't good enough for you. "I don't know either," he whispered.

Jake grunted, counting under his breath before placing the bar back on the rack. "And why did you do it for Angel?" he asked, taking a short rest before reaching for the bar again. 

"I...had to," Bradley replied. "I just needed to. First time I saw her, I was completely hooked. Like I would do whatever needed to be done to even get her to talk to me. I think I had slept with a different woman the night before I met her. Can't really remember. And then I was just done."

Jake seemed to be contemplating what he'd said, but now Bradley's thoughts were a mess. You. You. You. All he thought about was you. Ever since he met you, but especially since he spilled beer on you and fell in love with your voice. It was impossible to explain out loud with words, but it was the strongest thing he had ever felt. The more time he spent with you, the clearer it became that he really pulled off the impossible. 

He wanted to give you everything. Be everything. And now, as Jake counted off some more reps, Bradly thought that maybe it was his fault you weren't pregnant yet. Maybe he was letting you down each month without even knowing it. 

"I haven't even slept with anyone since before your wedding," Jake said with an edge of annoyance to his voice. 

Bradley rubbed his mustache as Jake stood so he could have the bench now. "Well, maybe you should. You seem extra irritable."

"There's this woman..."

"Yeah, I know. Cat," Bradley supplied, wrapping his hands around the bar and lifting it from the rack. 

He counted his own reps while Jake said, "If someone who just moved here a month and a half ago already thinks I'd fuck anything with tits, then why would she ever want to go out with me?"

Now it was Bradley's turn to be quiet for a few moments before he finally said, "Show her who you really are. And if that doesn't work, spill some beer on her. Did the trick for me."

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When the boys came back inside, you were straining the pasta while you danced to a playlist Bradley made for you. 

"Smells like Marry Me Rooster," Bradley grunted, heading right for you. He was all sweaty which made you immediately dizzy with lust, and you really had to reel it in with Jake around. When Bradley wrapped you up in his arms, he whispered, "Thank you."

"For what? Dinner?" you asked with a laugh as he kissed your cheek. "You're the one who has to clean it up."

"Not just dinner. For everything." 

Now he was looking at you with the softest eyes, so you quickly asked, "Jake, you staying to eat with us?"

You already knew he wouldn't. Not with Bradley suddenly turning into a sap. "No, I'm heading out, but thanks. See you at work."

When you heard the front door open and then close, you lightly punched Bradley in his solid midsection. "Did you scare him away on purpose?"

"No," he replied, wrapping you up in his arms. "But he and I had a heart to heart, and I love you, and I just want to touch you all the time."

So you sat on his lap and shared one plate piled high with dinner, and then Bradley cleaned the kitchen shirtless while you watched. "You like what you see?" he asked as he set the pans in the sink to soak. 

"Very much so," you replied, enthralled by the flex of his bicep and his tattoo. 

When he dried off his hands, you thought he was going to take you right to bed, but instead he asked, "What are we doing for Valentine's Day?"

You raised one eyebrow. "Nothing? Do we ever do anything?"

Bradley shrugged. "I was deployed last February. This is only our second Valentine's Day together. First one I'll be home for. Thought we could do something special. Go away for a night."

You bit your lip then whispered, "We should be saving our money. I'm still optimistic we might need to eventually give one of the extra bedrooms a little remodel into a nursery."

"Oh, that's definitely going to happen," he promised. "Doesn't mean we can't go away just the two of us for a night. Maybe you won't get your period."

You kissed him and murmured, "I don't want to talk about my cycle. I want to talk about where we're going for Valentine's Day."

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Their first Valentine's Day spent together. Hard Deck smut. And I love the heart to heart between the boys. Thanks to @mak-32 and @beyondthesefourwalls

PART 6

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[billskeis]

Public sex with Bill? Plsss

ᡣ𐭩 alley sex w bill

you danced in the middle of the club with bill and tom, tom was with some girl that he had just met that nice and needless to say she was pretty cute!

grinding on your boyfriend’s hips, however, didn’t help.

it was a saturday night where you and the band decided to go out.

georg and gustav were at the bar chatting it up with some friends they’ve encountered while the twins and you wanted to dance.

it was hot, sweaty and sticky. and the fact that you just HAD to wear the tightest and shortest dress possible tonight only made bill more aggravated.

in a bad way? well no, of course, bill’s just extremely turned on.

by the way you swayed your hips, the motion where you shook your head from side to side. not to mention from time to time, you would place kisses on bill’s neck and shoulders whenever off guard.

you then felt the sudden urge to pee.

it was definitely from all the drinks you had, and one more sway it’s over.

“s’cuse me baby, i gotta go to the washroom,” you urge bill to move a bit to the side “lemme come with you schatzi,” “nono don’t worry i’ll be back soso quickly okay? keep dancin’ for me!” you leave a kiss on his lips and softly smack his butt while scattering away to the washroom.

“not gonna follow your girl, bill?” tom asks while twirling the girl within his hands, “doesn’t want me to,” “now don’t be like a pushover bill, i seen the way she been teasing you all night..” bill scoffs and rolls his eyes at his older brother, why would he pay attention to such the small details.

in the end, he isn’t wrong though.

the tightening in bill’s pants just needs to be relieved, and you were practically egging him on the whole night.

“gonna let her push you around like that? let her have her way?” tom and the girl giggle as bill begins to walk away from the middle of the club.

you exit the washroom stall to wash your hands after doing your business. pressing the nozzle to your hands, soap dispenses and you lather it with the water.

drying your hands on a paper towel, you threw it away and applied some lip gloss and last minute touch-ups for the night. ruffling your hair to give it a little more volume, you smile contently at the mirror and make your way to the exit.

leaving the washroom and making your way back to the dance-floor to your boyfriend, a hand grips your wrist, “excuse me i have a—” “schatzi, it’s me..” “oh! bill! i told you not to wait up for me baby,” his grip on your wrists tighten as bill suddenly pulls you into him.

he grinds his crotch into the back of your ass, groaning slightly in your ear, “i need you. now.” “but billy we haven’t even danced for—” “no, we can dance later.. please..”

now you couldn’t oblige to your boyfriend who’s been pressing his bulge constantly on you, who is now also feeling quite turned on.

nodding, you can feel bill smile as he quickly places a kiss onto your neck, “thank you,” as he now takes your hand and leads you elsewhere.

“o-outside bill!?” “i’d rather do it here than inside those fucking toilets..” he’s right, they stunk of urine and shit. it would be a total turn off to do it in such an unhygienic environment.

but outside? in an alley where the whole world could possible see? he’s crazy, but you’re also crazy. and madly in love with your boyfriend, you couldn’t say no.

bill leans you up against a wall behind a dumpster, obviously far enough from it so the two of you aren’t near such a stench. “ass up schatzi, i can’t get in from this angle..” he rubs your bum to then lift up the bottom of your dress to reveal your behind. “s’cold,” “i know, won’t be long, you wanna dance still yeah?” you nod to answer his question.

“then be a good girl f’me so i can make this quick,” he rubs your pussy through your panties, the feeling damp with how thrilling yet in scary such a situation he’s putting you through, “didn’t think you’d be into this..” he teased, pulling your panties now down to your knees, “c-can’t help it..”

lining himself up to your entrance, he rubs the tip of his dick through your folds to collect a little bit of slick for an easier enter, “can i? y/n?” “m-mmhm..” pushing himself in, you immediately slap your hand to your mouth to prevent any moans slipping out.

the stretch feels so good, bill hisses, “h-holy fuuuck.. it’s been too long y/n, you been such a tease tonight,” unable to respond, you just let him do you as he pleases, a few whimpers and whines escaping.

bill pistons inside of you, hitting you good at every angle possible. he makes sure that your insides feel every inch of him. momentarily, he’ll go extremely slow but fuck his hips so deep his tip kisses your cervix.

you bite your lip under your hand, the pain and pleasure mixed feeling so good. at some point you had to brace yourself with the way bill was thrusting into you, you use both hands and arms to balance yourself between bill and the wall, letting all moans slip out.

“b-bill.. i’m close..” you moan, his dick is now hitting your g spot at a slow and painful rate, and this is him slightly punishing you for being such a tease tonight, “shit! bill please..” now moving a bit faster, your moans become louder.

suddenly, bill stills his movement and stops. you don’t like this and so you decide to take action into your own hands. with a hard smack onto your ass, you yelp and look back at bill, unbelievable!

“quit it, baby. you’re too loud.” “i don’t remember this ever being a complain of yours,” circling your hips on his because your boyfriend is still being a fucking tease, bill groans and fights back by grinding his hips into yours. the two of you fight for dominance, until you heard someone calling out.

“bill! what the fuck!? what’re you doing out here?? where’s y/n??” you look back at bill in a panic and all he does is signal you to ‘shut up’ with his index finger to his mouth. it was tom. it seems as though he came outside with the girl he was with for a quick smoke.

“she’s still in the washroom!” “and you’re out here why?” tom asks, you swallow hard, hoping bill could come up with any type of good excuse, “had to piss, washroom was fucking nasty.”

you prayed, and prayed to god that tom and the girl would leave, but then something else occupied your mind. bill began moving once more, fucking slow and deep into your gummy walls. you’re becoming mush and softer by the second.

you felt everything. and to add to that, he utilizes one of his hands to explore your body.

let it be to place pinches on your nipples or draw circles on your clit, he did all this while talking to tom. thankfully, tom was semi-drunk and had an irrational fear of dumpsters that he didn’t come any closer.

you wouldn’t want your boyfriend’s brother to see him fucking you ass up, now would you?

“taking an awful long time to piss, sure you ain’t doing anything suspicious?” “guess i had a lot to drink, besides, i’ve been holding it in for such a long time because the washroom was also full..” as bill kept thrusting into you, you couldn’t help but yelp, “mm!”

“what was that?” footsteps were coming closer, you began to panic and scurry while bill was inside of you. “bill, i’m coming over there,” tom walked awfully slow, and fortunately was trying to be stopped by the girl who occupied most if not all of his night to get him back inside the club. bill quickly leaned in to whisper, “come.”

with a sharp thrust, you came all over bill. body and legs shaking, threatening to collapse. bill held his hand to your mouth because god knows you couldn’t.

simultaneously, bill also came, sputtering cum within you. it felt warm. “okayokay i’m done tom. i had a lot to let out.. i’ll meet you inside, yea?” bill pulls out and hurriedly pulls your panties back up and dress back over your body, slapping your ass and giggling at you. you hit his chest with the little strength you had, breathing heavily.

“oh! finally! yea i’ll see you inside, c’mon babe let’s go.” the footsteps were finally becoming quieter, as it seems tom and the girl were now back inside the club.

“youfuckingidiot you almost had us caught by your brother,” you huffed at bill as you crossed your arms, he attempts to fix your messy hair, putting the strands behind your ears and pressing a kiss into your forehead, “but we weren’t were we now?”

you scoff at him, stupid, “didn’t like it?” bill pouted and looked down at you, “it was.. nice,” he smiles and puts an arm around your waist to lead you back inside the club, “i knew you were kinky.”

as tom and the girl were back to dancing, he wondered. before he went outside to go for a smoke he went to the washroom, and it was completely empty.

he then asked the girl he was with if she ever found y/n in the washroom and to her knowledge she shook her head, it was also empty.

tom thought, he thought hard and good. hehe

oh.

they were definitely fucking.

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[nishiyako]

Private Party (NSFW)

Paring : RaveBoy!Denki x RaveGirl!Reader

Tags : Strangers w Benifits, Bathroom Sex, Vaginal Penetration, Creampie, slight mention of drugs, Wearing his shirt

Summary : You don't need to fully know someone to have some fun, right? You learn the answer when you meet an edgy blonde at a rave, and both of you decide to have some private fun in a bathroom stall.

His hands wandered down to the pockets of your low-rise jeans, squeezing your ass as his lips intertwined with yours, backing you to the wall of the bathroom stall.

Denki Kaminari, or as you knew him, just a guy at an EDM festival. There was a rave to attend but you both got sick of your groups if friends and decided to indulge in eachother after taking some pills a stranger sold you.

His hands slipped out as he started to unbuckle his studded belt with his black nail pained hands. Different bracelets littered his wrist, and padlock neckaces overlapped his grungy tee and black chocker.

You too a second to think if you wanted to give him head or bend over the toilet, before you knew it he started to unzip your denim jeans to lift you up against the wall.

You could tell he was strong as he picked you up easily like you weigh nothing, you took off your mesh top as you wer left in your panties and the lacey bra you were wearing.

He kissed you once again. This time, you could taste your strawberry lipgloss on his lips. He slipped your panties as he grinded his shaft against your folds. Were you actually just gonna fuck this random blonde at a music festival? Yes, yes you were.

He slipped it in almost instantly, and you had to admit he was phenomenal. You felt him twitch at every sound you made. It was music to his ears, maybe even better than the music that was plying outside.

He made you bounce up and down on his cock as he stared at you, your hair was slightly covering your whore like expressions, he reached to your face supporting you with one of his hands under you, he tucked your dyed hair behind your priced ears as his gaze softened "fuck you're beautiful" you heard him whisper under his breath as the both of you got lost in the moment.

You didn't need to know him to have fun with him, he was hot and he wanted you so you didn't need much convincing. His hands held you up as your legs wrapped around his waist.

He slipped in and out of you with a perfect rhythm, making you sing sweet noises into his ear. he didn't care if someone heard. The music was probably too loud anyway.

All he knew he had this girl on his dick and she was loving it, he could fuck you senseless for hours if you'd let him. Your velvet walls milked him sending tingles through your body.

Your breath was heavy, whines and moans were escaping your slightly agape mouth as he hit your sensitive sweet spot. You legs tensed around him as you hugged around his neck.

Your face was buried in the crook of his neck as he bit and kiss your tender skin, making sure your neck would mark and bruise at his mercy.

He wonders what your friends would think at the sight of your love bites. Would you be proud to say you were taken charge of by him, or would you keep it your dirty little secret.

Your hands tugged at his silky blonde hair as your moans gradually turned into screams, you trembled in his hands as he pushed you against the wall to keep you in place.

"Fuck! You're so good!" You moaned into his ear it almost made him cum instantly, you loved every part of right now, the fluids dripping down your thighs as your back arched against the bathroom wall.

"You want it?" He asked with a silky voice, "Fuck yes!" You screamed, your wish was his demand. He filled you, His fluids seeped out of you as it dripped down onto the bathroom floor, someone has to clean that up.

A few minutes later he was cleaning the bathroom floor with a tissue as you waited for him outside, the stall opened as his threw the paper towel in the bin.

Your mesh shirt got soaked on the floor as you tried to dry it with the toilet paper in the bathroom, you saw him walking out the stall as you were only wearing your bra and your low-rise denim.

Before you knew it, he put his own grundy tee over you. He was wearing a white edgy muscle tank under his shirt. "You really don't have to." You said with a giggle at the end of your sentence, "it's alright, you look better in it anyway." He complimented.

Your cheeks flushed red as he spoke again, "any way I could get your number?" He said handing you his phone, you saw the yellowish clear case as he asked for your contacts, "me and my friends are going to a bar after this, you can get to know me there" you said typing your number in and texting him the address of the bar.

He was ecstatic, his smile ranged cheek to cheek as he watched you walk away.

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Private Party (pt 11)

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[noctumbra]

          𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 

summary ─ dry spell does wonders, apparently. 

pairing ─ needy!bucky barnes x reader

warnings ─ dirty talk, implied oral sex (f receiving), needy bucky is a warning itself, kissing, petting

It was true that you were making him wait for the sex for the past month you have started dating. His reputation as the fuckboy had come to an end, you teased him when he first asked you out, and he responded you with a playful scoff and a ‘right’. So, now you were making him pay for that answer.

You were out for drinks with your friends. All of you went through a hard and very busy working week and wanted to relax a little. Steve and Natasha were having a drink off, with vodka ─which was a terrible idea for Steve’s sake because no one ever beat Natasha before. Sam and Thor were talking about which beer was the best, Clint, Bruce and Tony were having a heated talk about… fashion.

And Bucky was… Well, he was busy begging.

“Baby,” he was saying into your ear.  “When can I touch you, hm? Why don’t you let me touch you, let me make you feel good? I’m good at making people feel good, c’mon.” You were acting like you weren’t listening to him while every word that came out of his mouth was making your panties wetter. Ugh.

“Shut up, Barnes,” you told him. “I know exactly how you’re so good at making people feel good.” Bucky whimpered. He shuffled even closer to you.

“You’re not lettin’ me please you, honey,” he said. “If you just let me put my mouth on you, you’ll know what I mean.” He pressed a kiss on your cheek, then your jaw and neck. “Just let me taste you, hm? We don’t have to do something for me, but I just wanna taste.” You looked at him, and. Fuck him, he was using the power of his puppy eyes. Ughhh.

“No,” you told him. He whimpered again.

“Please?” He continued to press. “Just a taste? I’m hungry, love, so hungry, I wanna be full.”

Oh, goddammit. He was turning you on, making you wetter by each passing second and his words were getting to you. Fucking shit.

“I said no,” you said again, but your voice came out weaker than before. Bucky immediately caught it. He kissed your neck again as his right hand rested on your thigh, but slowly inching upward.

“I love eating pussy,” he whispered in your ear. You barely surpassed a shiver. “I love tasting that yummy juice you make only for me. I love it when it gets extra messy.” He nipped your earlobe. His slick lips were brushing against your jaw. “Wanna sit on my face? Go ahead, baby, you won’t hear any complaints from me. I love getting my face sat on.” He brushed his nose on your cheek. “I’ll just hold your hips tight and pull’em down, make you ride my face hard and make you come screaming my name.”

Your breath hitched at the image in your head. Bucky smirked and pressed his fingers on your covered core under the table.

“Love,” he whispered. “We don’t even have to go home, I can taste you right there,” he said, eyes pointing the bathroom. You looked at him. Your body was on fire, and you knew then and there that you were going to give in to him tonight.

Fuck him, you thought. That was what you were going to do. You smirked at him.

“Meet me there in five, no earlier no later,” you whispered him and excused yourself from the table. Your friends dismissed you with a wave of their hands, not caring about where you were going. You made your way to the bathroom and thanked your lucky stars that it was a singular one instead of with stalls.

You freshened up while waiting for him. You washed your face, dabbed some toilet paper into the water and wiped up your armpits and your private area just in case. Just as you where fluffing your hair up a bit, you heard a sharp knock on the door. You opened it just a bit and once you saw Bucky, you just dragged him inside from the collars of his t-shirt.

Bucky blindly locked the door behind you as he brought your lips together for a filthy kiss. You threw your arms around him and kissed him back as passionately as he was. His arms wrapped around your waist, and you were pulled closer to him. You could feel his hard-on, the bulge in front of his pants, and you moaned.

“Baby,” he gasped. Then, he scooped you up, placed you right next to the sink and stepped between your legs. “Gonna lemme taste you here?” He asked. His voice now got that sexy rasp going on. You nodded. “You gonna lemme make you come finally?” You nodded again. Growling lightly, he kissed you. His hands made a quick work of pulling you off the counter, getting rid of your pants and underwear before helping you got situated on your old position again.

He dropped to his knees, not caring about the dirt on the ground, and placed his big paws on your thighs. He spread them and moaned. “Lookit that pretty thing,” he whimpered. “’s so wet,” he said. “You gonna feed me so well, honey.”

You hummed, approving. “Eat it away until you’re full, pup,” you whispered. Groaning one last time, Bucky dove right the fuck in. You bit your bottom lip to keep that loud gasp and moan in. It would be embarrassing to get caught. Especially when you finally let Bucky touch you.

Bucky let out an appreciative groan as he licked your juices, tasting and cleaning, all the while his nose kept nudging your clit. You sighed out a moan and slid your hand into his hair, pulling and petting them. Bucky nipped on the skin of your inner thigh.

“Bucky…” You softly moaned. He answered you with slipping the tip of his tongue into you. Your hold tightened in his hair. “Oh, shit, you gonna ruin every other people for me,” you whispered. He pulled back to look at you.

“Damn fuckin’ right I will,” he growled. A possessive spark went off in his dark eyes. “’s cute that you think I’ll let you go to some other man now that I’ve tasted you,” he added. Your breath hitched. Bucky smirked. “That’s right. We’re not gonna leave the bed for a couple of days when we go home. Hope you did your grocery shopping.”

“Oh fuck,” you said. His smirk widened and expression got darken.

“Oh fuck, indeed, baby.”

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[choccyhearts]

(18+!!)

this warm weather's really getting to my head...

so just imagine, it's a nice warm day, bordering on hot

and so you decide to wear short shorts that hug each curve and lump perfectly, and a cute crop top that frames your boobs nicely

and you meet the gang for a little picnic get together, which includes eddie and steve in attendance

and while you're having fun and enjoying the tasty dishes your friends have made, poooor eddie and steve can't stop admiring your body

the way your boobs bounce and jiggle each time you laugh at one of robin's quips, the way your butt presses against your heels as you sit up in excitement as nancy tells you about a groundbreaking story she's working on, the way your lips wrap around the straw of your lemonade, the sinful way you lick your fingers after eating a piece of fresh, juicy fruit

they're both going insane

they give each other a look that, although they've never shared it before, they both understand what the other means

what the other needs

they excuse themselves to go to the bathroom, nobody paying any attention as you've proposed a game of badminton

despite the disgusting nature of a park bathroom, neither man really care to notice as they each race into a stall

the sound of zippers unzipping and the jingling of belts and buttons echoes in the empty room

in unison, they pull down their pants and underwear, eddie hissing at the cold air now touching his most private area and steve groaning at the glorious feeling of freedom

they both grasp their dicks and begin stroking, each of them softly whining and humming every once in a while

if one were to walk by, they'd mistake it for singing

steve opens his hand with his dick sitting in the middle of his palm and spits

eddie strokes his precum all down his length

"ohhhhh, jesus christ", eddie breathes

"i know...holy shit", steve replies

"wanna know somethin?" steve grunts in response "this isn't the first time i've done something like this over her"

"ohhhh, i definitely have before", steve chuckles

both of them speed up their movements, private exclamations of curse words and your name leave their lips

"fuck...im so fucking close....how the hell does she have this much power?"

"mmmm, i have no idea...but if this what she does without knowing...ffuuck...imagine what she's like trying to get us off intentionally", steve whispers

eddie chuckles, imagining you in the stall with him, showing him anything he needs to make him cum

steve imagines your hand in place of his as he holds you up against him so you don't have to touch the disgusting floor or stall

in sync, they both prop their arms against a stall wall, heaving with clenched shut eyes

"oh christ, im bout to-"

"oh im right there too"

they both moan as they feel their climaxes

eddie can't open his eyes, too far gone in bliss. his tongue sticks out a bit as he milks his cock for all that it's worth, hearing his seed spill into the toilet water below with little splashes. he feels his balls sway with each tug he gives and he can only dream of how they'd feel slamming against your ass

steve tosses his head back, mouth open. he can't be bothered checking if his aim is right because he could care less about painting the toilet prettily. he'd rather be painting you with his cum. he fucks his hand with his dick, imagining his hips bouncing against yours as he buries himself as deep as he can go inside you

both men give a few shakes of their dicks before flushing the toilets (although steve attempts to wipe his cum off of the seat with the cheap toilet paper before giving up)

they redress themselves and exit their stalls, avoiding eye contact with one another when they wash their hands

as they walk back over to their friends, you turn and wave at them

"geez, what took you so long? i thought one of you might've fallen in", you giggle

"ugh, it was the cheese we got, wasn't it?", robin groans. "ya know, for a guy who's lived a more luxurious life than the rest of us, it's embarrassing you can't handle fancy cheese, dingus..."

nancy rolls her eyes as she sets up to serve the shuttlecock again

you turn away from the guys, completely unaware it was you who had done them in...

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington #steve stranger things #steve harrington x reader #stranger things #st4 #steve harrington smut #eddie munson smut

[mayfieldss]

Dating John B Routledge would include;

He calls you sweetheart.

It would start as a joke, but somehow it would stick until the nickname is just a natural part of your conversations.

In a way it showed how much he cared.

Of course, he uses generic relationship nicknames as well.

"Babe" and "Baby"

He loves having his arms around you and he almost always does.

His arms, if they are free of holding other things are always holding you.

It's crazy how he just appears, hugging you from behind when you least expect it, or slinging an arm over your shoulder, and hugging you to his side.

John B is a forehead kiss kind of guy.

Your forehead is within reach? He presses a kiss to it instantly.

He's the type of guy to trace little shapes and patterns on your bare skin with his fingers.

He'll do it absentmindedly all the time.

"You okay?"

John B can spot when you're feeling down from a mile away for sure.

It's like his superpower, and sometimes he knows even before you do.

he's already ready with a hug when that happens.

He can be persistent, especially when you won't tell him what's wrong.

And it can get annoying, but you know he does it just because he cares.

He's patient with you too.

You don't want to do something right now? that's okay, he'll wait till you're ready.

He's also patient when teaching you things.

Imagine John B trying to teach you to drive, but you keep stalling the twinkie.

"It's okay, just give it another go. You got this."

You would get to wear his sweatshirts whenever it's cold.

You don't even have to steal them, John B just hands them over to you like they were yours in the first place.

If John B doesn't have a sweatshirt on him that he can give you when he knows you're cold, you best believe his getting up and walking into the chateau. He brings one out for you without you even having to ask or suggest it.

You'd get to wear his shirts a lot too.

If John B's going for a swim, or he's gonna jump off the boat and do some stupid shit, he's turning to you as he removes his shirt.

"Can you hold this for me, baby?" and then he's putting the shirt on you like you're a human clothing rack when you say yes.

He's definitely the one that taught you how to drive a boat.

If you're not staying at the chateau when John B is struggling to sleep, he no doubt comes to your house and taps your window until you let him into your room.

John B is a 'hold your hand over the center console while he drives' boyfriend.

He has high jealousy for sure.

Some guy is talking to you that he doesn't trust? He's glaring daggers at that dude in seconds.

John B is the type of guy to forget date night.

But he hates it when you're mad at him and he always makes up for it the next day with cuddles and kisses and apologies even if it takes a while for him to be forgiven.

"I'm going to the store, you want anything?"

John B is most definitely the type of guy to go and get you tampons and pads if you need them.

He's not embarrassed by it either, but he has to call you when he gets to the aisle, so he knows which ones to get because there are a lot.

Grocery shopping with John B would be chaos.

He's like a child, putting everything he likes into the cart without thinking.

"We can't afford that John B."

"But it looks delicious."

"But we can't afford it."

"If we put back the toilet paper we can."

He's also always going to try to make you laugh when you're down.

If you're crying, he's definitely the 'puts both hands on your face and kisses you all over' type of boyfriend.

"Come on, where's that smile I love?"

Fights with John B are dramatic.

You can never be sure who will apologize first, but the silent treatment always works on John B.

If you're not talking to him, he's giving in and saying sorry within the hour.

Late-night talks while in bed or sharing one of the hammocks are always a thing.

"You know I love you right?"

He tries to cook for you, but John B has a habit of burning food.

He practices though and gets good enough at it that one date night, he actually makes you a home-cooked meal.

John B loves telling you stories.

He loves to tell you stories about things he and his dad did as a kid late at night when you're about to fall asleep.

He's the big spoon, and he'll be whispering the story in your ear as you drift off for sure.

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AN: Please let me know if you want me to expand on any of these!! I will do it happily <3

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[magnoliacharmed]

Worthy of Her

(not my gif!)

18+, Jeff Hardy x Fem!Reader one shot

[Also available on Archive of Our Own!]

Word count: ~3.2k

Tags: flirting, oral sex (female receiving), condomless sex, cheating (reader is cheating on her boyfriend w/ Jeff), slight angst, reader’s boyfriend is an asshole lmao

Summary: 

Jeff Hardy finally makes his move on you after seeing how badly your boyfriend treats you.

"No, I'm through with this back and forth shit you keep putting me through! I'd rather you leave instead of cheating on me all the damn time."

Your flip phone felt hot against your ear. Or maybe it was your ear that felt hot against your phone? Your mind buzzed with irrelevant thoughts. Anything popped into your mind to keep you distracted from your boyfriend jabbering away on the other end. He was being mean again and starting to yell. His voice sounded tinny over the little speaker and made you have to pull the phone away from your ear.

"Call me back when you wanna act like an adult!" You slammed your phone shut and clomped away from the dark corner you hid yourself in for the call. Your boyfriend was a referee when he bothered showing up for work. It was incredibly embarrassing to have him no-show. Your ambition bothered him enough to make him put his own job at risk for you to look bad. Tonight he didn't show again and Vince McMahon decided to blame you. He screamed in your face for a few minutes before leaving you with hot tears flooding your eyes.

You hated crying in public.

Deep down within you, you knew it wasn't a sign of weakness to cry in front of others. If anything, it could be strong. Letting your feelings go when they couldn't be held in any longer, damn the consequences or reactions was a very powerful act… for everyone else. For yourself? It made you a crybaby. A weakling. A little kid. Those thoughts playing on a loop in your head certainly didn't help your emotional state.

Unrolling the thin toilet paper from the arena's bathroom stall, you delicately patted your tears away from your face. The last thing you wanted to do at that moment was look at yourself in the mirror, but you knew your heavy eye makeup would be smudged. Luckily you'd already done your job as valet for the night so the fans didn't have to see you with raccoon eyes and a streaky foundation face. It was almost worse to have the other wrestlers see you like this instead. At least with the fans you could pretend.

The deep breath that filled your lungs and poofed out of your body with relief grounded you much more than you expected. No more tears. You had to push your personal life to the side for the time being. You faced the sink's mirror and carefully tried to salvage what was left of your makeup. It was a hatchet job you had to admit but nothing a little eyeliner and powder couldn't fix. The thin heels of your strappy sandals click-clacked on the tile floor, each sound filling you with confidence. Both hands pushed the bathroom door open with more pizzazz than necessary. Fuck it! Fake it 'til you make it.

"Quite an exit, darlin'. Or an entrance, maybe?"

Your hand shot up to your chest as you gasped.

"Jesus, Jeff! You scared the shit out of me."

Jeff Hardy was standing by the door of the bathrooms looking very relaxed. He'd been trying his best to not to hover around you since you'd debuted earlier in the year. It was getting harder and harder to stay away though. The one thing that always drove him crazy about you was the smell of your perfume. It was some kind of fancy, expensive scent that seemed like it was created just for you. It wafted in the air whenever you walked by. With you standing so close to him now, chest heaving and eye makeup a mess, the scent was even stronger.

"Sorry, my bad." He chuckled as you began to calm down. You figured if anyone had to see you in this state at least it was Jeff. The past few months you two had flirted with each other casually. A quick wave here and there or a playfully amorous compliment were shared between you two. It never went any further because of your relationship with your boyfriend. Jeff had met him and didn't have too high of an opinion of the man. He ran around acting like a big shot all the time. He tried to make himself the star of the matches. Sometimes Jeff wondered why he hadn't been fired yet. After hearing the tail end of your heated phone call with him it all made sense. You wouldn't let him get fired. No matter how much of a jerk this guy was, you cared about him and didn't want to be the reason he got let go.

Your glossy lips fixed themselves into a pout for a split second. They settled into a slight frown as the sudden burst of energy you had went pop . You didn't have to be "on" with Jeff. As the weeks passed you came to appreciate that about him. His light eyes searched your face and watched the little changes in your expression. You seemed to want to speak up.

"I must look crazy, huh?" You laughed at yourself in a self-defeating kind of way.

"Even if you did, I wouldn't tell you." Jeff moved closer to you. There was a great comfort in that closeness you two shared. It was nice to revel in it after such an upsetting conversation. "What's goin' on?"

"It's just my boyfriend. He's so stupid sometimes! He's got a great job here. A lot of people would kill to do what he does, you know? And what does he do instead of showing up like he's supposed to? He--" You didn't want to admit the last part aloud. He cheats on me. It made you feel like a failure even though it wasn't your fault. You shook your head, not able to complete the sentence. It hung in the air awkwardly.

"I hope you don't mind me sayin' this… but that man of yours is an asshole." Jeff's strong southern accent was always so endearing to you. You felt a little guilty getting turned on by it as often as you did. It was hard not to though, the sweet and occasionally sexually-charged words surrounded in his voice worming into your brain.

Your laugh twinkled around you and your eyes lit up at Jeff, happy to have been distracted by his presence. Without thinking you leaned into him to kiss his cheek, strands of his purple hair brushing by you. Tingles spread through your entire body at the contact. Jeff got overwhelmed at your gloss smudging against his cheek, the scent of your perfume wrapping around him, and your chest rubbing just the slightest against his. It took a lot of restraint to not pull you away into the nearest empty room and put his face between your thighs. Your boyfriend was now not just a nuisance but also an obstacle.

The kiss, as chaste as it was, turned your mood completely around. You broke away from Jeff and gasped.

"What do I have to do to get you to leave him?"

"Jeff--"

"I'm serious. I'll do anything."

"That's sweet of you. Really, it is. There's nothing you can do though."

"Nothin' at all?" Jeff's fingers began to play with the bottom edge of your shirt, the pads gently touching your skin. He reached under the fabric to caress your lower back. The fabric of his mesh shirt scratched a bit at you. His lips played against your neck, light kisses making your head swirl. His body was so warm, so warm that you thought you'd pass out right there.

You knew you needed to speak up and stop this. It wasn't right! You know how you felt when you caught your boyfriend in bed with other women. The way your heart dropped out of your chest every time made you feel guilty about the way Jeff touched you now. But did your boyfriend ever stop to consider your feelings? Did he ever stand up for you? Everything you did for him and he never even said thank you. A soft moan shook you from your thoughts.

"What the fuck is this?"

Your boyfriend seemed to appear from the ether. He stumbled in with his referee uniform wrinkled and a wild look in his eyes. Jeff pulled away from your neck with an excruciating amount of patience. Just as soon as he had you where he wanted you this guy showed up. You got wet at the look of anger on his face. Nervous too, hoping and praying this wouldn't turn into a brawl.

"What does it look like?"

"Jeff!" You breathed, surprised.

"I've been so sick of you, dude. You've been trying to fuck her for a while now and you finally caught her."

"Don't you have somethin' better to do like skipping out on work and fucking ring rats?"

Oh God, you thought. Alarm bells sounded off in your head. As nice as it was to be defended like this you didn't want to cause trouble.

Your boyfriend's wild gaze moved to you. His sweaty face moved into yours with shifty eyes assessing you deeply. With the way he was breathing you thought he was on the verge of a heart attack.

"Now you're telling all of our business. To him." His rough grip on your arm shocked you.

Just as soon as you began to worry about how close he was, his grip was released from you abruptly. A loud slam against the wall knocked the wind out of the sweaty man. Your eyes widened at the sight of him slumped against the floor. Jeff rammed him into the wall faster than you could blink.

"Don't you ever grab her like that again." Jeff growled into your boyfriend's face. He roughly pushed the man over onto his side.

You were at a loss for words. Your eyelids blinked continuously, tears once again welling up in you. This time though it wasn't from anger or sadness. Jeff's physical display of defense for you made you happier than you imagined. Your boyfriend looked pathetic lying on the floor. It finally began to click that he was a weak excuse of a man. Jeff had been around to support you like your boyfriend should have been doing this whole time. Jeff was more caring than your boyfriend had ever been and the two of you barely knew each other. Jeff's face contorted at the sight of your tears. He knew he shouldn't have handled your boyfriend like that.

"Honey, I'm sorry for that. I hope you're not too upset with me. I can call the doctor around for him." Jeff waved away the man on the floor.

"Upset?" Your bewilderment at yourself was rising. How could you be upset? "Jeff… I'm in awe. You did that for me."

"You deserve it. He doesn't know what a prize he's got." No longer angry, Jeff stared at you with an undeniable amount of lust in his eyes.

"Stay with me tonight." You returned his look. "I need you to stay with me tonight."

Jeff nodded his head. A production assistant broke the moment up by tapping him on the shoulder, not sparing more than a second at the slumped man on the floor.

"You're on in five, Jeff."

He let himself get pulled away from you, turning his head behind him to catch another long look at you.

---

The ride up in the hotel elevator was dead silent. The sexual charge between you and Jeff was palpable. The two of you stood side by side with each other, fingers almost touching more than once. Your emotions came and went in waves. Bouncing between guilt, anger, happiness, being horny, embarrassment was getting to be a little much. Jeff on the other hand had one thing on his mind. His eyes roamed along your body as you fidgeted around. The ding of the elevator made you rush forward and leave him behind. You so anxiously wanted to unlock your room door and let him have his way with you.

You frantically unlocked the door. Jeff's erection pressed into your backside impatiently. Your brain whited out at the feeling of it. It had been a long time since a man had displayed such powerful feelings towards you that you had forgotten what it was like. To be wanted so strongly could be scary.

The door clicked open. The both of you almost fell on the floor with the way you rushed in. Frantic hands roamed all over your body. For Jeff, feeling every inch of you was his dream come true. You pushed him off of you with little force.

"Close your eyes."

Jeff didn't hesitate, lids shutting closed in an instant. Him listening to you so easily turned you on even further. There were no big arguments with him. You stripped out of what little clothing you wore. The thin fabric of your shirt hit the floor first and was followed up by your tight shorts and lace bra. You left on your lacy underwear as a surprise for him.

"Open 'em."

Jeff's eyes shot open and stayed wide at the sight of you. You were gorgeous. He knew this already of course, but seeing you in all of your glory in front of him reaffirmed it. He approached you slowly. There was a deliberate attempt at trying to restrain himself. You appreciated that. A part of you wanted to scream at him that it was okay, it was okay if he just ripped your panties off and took you right there. Instead though you took advantage of having a man be so patient with you.

Jeff's arms wrapped around your waist. He pushed you down onto the bed gently to lay his head against your stomach. For a second he rested there to take you all in. The motions of your breathing both calmed him down and made him harder. His face being so close against you again was out of this world. He hadn't even done anything to you yet and you were on the verge of coming.

Your fingers tangled into his brightly dyed hair. The way he styled himself was so cool to you. The first time you ever spoke to him was to compliment his facial hair, some intricately patterned affair that was different whenever you saw him. He played it cool at your words. After you had disappeared from him though, he wore his brother down singing your praises. You'd finally talked to him and the first thing you'd said was a compliment. From that moment on he decided that he'd get you one day.

While you had gotten lost in your mind Jeff had pulled your panties down from you. You were open to him now. Your legs spread apart easily at his touch and your heart pumped a million miles a minute the closer his face moved into you. Those light eyes looked up at you the entire time his tongue began to move around you. Just with the simple movements of his tongue slowly licking up your outer lips you moaned more loudly than you had in years. Man, were you deprived. Humming noises escaped your mouth as he kissed your inner thighs before moving to your clit. Your fingers clenched more tightly than you expected at the roots of his hair as his tongue swirled anxiously around you. Your eyes shot around your head looking for a spot to rest your vision on the ceiling above you. They finally tired themselves out and your lids shut.

A deep pressure began to build below your stomach. It had been a long time since you'd felt it. Being fully engulfed between you, the scent and wetness of you taking over every sense of him made Jeff dig his nails into your hips and push your body further into his face. Your own fingers clenched the covers beneath you. Jeff's hand released itself from your hips and grabbed at one of your hands. The two of you interlocked fingers as he took you through one of the most intense orgasms you'd ever felt. Stars danced at the edge of your vision. Your voice called his name out over and over.

"Oh my God," You couldn't stop repeating yourself. Those three words just couldn't help but to keep falling out of you. Jeff pushed his pants off and threw his shirt on the floor. He was so handsome in the throes of lust. You breathed deeply at the feeling of him pressing his body weight against you. You returned his earlier favor of his lips against your neck by pressing yours against his. There was an all encompassing hunger that took you over now and it made you want to mark him up. You wanted everyone to know that you were with him. He could sense this feeling from you and let you leave a deep hickey on his neck. You nipped a bit at him when he entered you with a slow thrust. As badly as he wanted to push into you with his full length, he paced himself. The two of you had the whole night.

"Oh darlin'," He whispered in your ear. "I've been waitin' for you."

You were filled to the hilt. Something primal was gathering up in you. You wanted to scream at feeling this good. It wasn't fair that this is what you had been missing out on. You kept your eyes shut for fear of overstimulation. The feeling of your walls being massaged so perfectly was incredible. You whimpered with every thrust and the slow pace of him. You knew his eyes were staring a hole through your head but you just couldn't bring yourself to open them.

"Open your eyes for me. Please," His words came out so sweet that you instantly focused on him. It was hard to deny him. There were no regrets at opening them up. He began to move at a quicker pace from seeing you locked on to him. Your eyes shut again for a moment at the sensation. Jeff was bringing you to your peak again.

His own orgasm was approaching him too. The feel of your body against his, the way you responded to him, the inevitably dark hickey you left on him were getting him close. You were finally his and he was finally yours. The noises the two of you made were obscene. Your arms wrapped around his back and pressed him as close to you. Being pressed so deeply into the bed felt like floating on cloud nine.

As soon as it became too much to bear, you snapped. A crashing wave of pleasure overtook you. Your breathing was labored as every muscle in your body tightened and released. The stars from earlier now fully prickled your vision. The only thing you saw above you were Jeff's own eyes among the stars. Jeff's released inside of you as soon as you came, his chest heaving against you. Something inside you was elated that he didn't pull out. He let himself cover your insides fully.

Together you began to breathe in sync. Jeff collapsed on top of you and then rolled over onto his back to stare up at the ceiling. You were heaven on earth for him. Your hand rested on his chest to feel his heartbeat. It was beginning to slow down. His eyelids were droopy.

"I can--" Jeff yawned. "Stay here? Tonight?"

"Yes," you whispered. "Stay with me."

#jeff hardy x reader #jeff hardy #jeff hardy fanfic #jeff hardy smut #wrestling fic #wwe smut #wwe fic #wwe fanfic #wwe jeff hardy #wwe imagine #wrestling #magnoliafanfic

[youre-ackermine]

Some Levihan first Christmas living together headcanons nobody asked for ☃️

Characters: Levi Ackerman / Hange Zoe (mention of Erwin Smith / Miche Zacharias)

Modern AU / SFW / established relationship / non binary Hange / mention of alcohol

You can find a moodboard for these headcanons HERE

Hange’s been leading the pharmaceutical research department in Trost University for a few months now and Levi is a personal trainer at Nanaba’s Gym, the trendiest health club in town

They met at Erwin and Miche’s housewarming party

After two years dating, Levi & Hange finally moved in together just after Halloweeen. They found a small apartment downtown. The neighbourhood is lively yet quiet enough and it’s near both Hange’s lab and Levi’s workplace

The couple adopted a cute ginger cat they called Sawney

From mid-November on, an excited Hange drags a grumpy Levi into various Christmas activities. He’s reluctant at first but their childlike wonder and restless enthusiasm finally win him over

They go to a Christmas market to find some decorations for their tree. New tradition as a couple: every year they’ll buy a decoration for each other as a gift. Hange’s first ornament reads “stay weird”, Levi’s “festive as fuck” (wtf is wrong with you guys? could you be more romantic?)

Hange stops at every single stall, gushing over everything with ohs and ahs and “Leeeeviiii!! Did you see that? It’s cute/amazing/funny/classy [pick one]”and Levi has to prevent them from buying every single crap (his words, not mine) they find to their (often questionable) liking

One of those crap being a woolly hat for their Sawney “he looks so cute with his ears sticking out of the hat, right Shorty?” Levi rolls his eyes. “Tch, the poor cat looks like a dumbass, Four-Eyes.” But he secretly finds it cute

They both taste all sorts of treats and beverages at the Christmas market. Hange loves mulled wine and Levi just frowns and says it tastes like spiced horse piss (and Hange’s breath is awful after a few sips)

They also go ice-skating when the sun starts to set. Clumsy Hange is surprisingly very good at it and teaches Levi, who stumbles a few times at first but Hange catches him in their arms (and kisses him every time because why not?)

Unfortunately Levi seems to have a hard time finding balance, which is odd given his job at the gym, but who am I to judge? So more kisses ensue, obviously (Levi you little shit lmao)

His cheeks and ears are tinged with red but it’s probably because of the mulled wine or the freezing-ass cold I guess

Whenever they can, they wander around a different part of town by night to enjoy the Christmas lights clung to each other

They wrap gifts for their loved ones together. Levi can’t help but sigh: “how the hell did you manage to make this look like it’s some turd wrapped in toilet paper, Four-Eyes?” They grin sheepishly and hand him the box and he shows them how to do this properly. Again. For the fourth time in a row.

In the end, Levi neatly wrapped all the gifts by himself. Hange beams (Four-Eyes you little shit lmao)

On Sundays they take a walk in the snow. Hange sure as fuck starts a snowball fight. “But they’re heart-shaped, Shorty!” they whine when he complains about the cannonball that just hit him in the face

They build a cute snowman together and make snow angels. Levi complains (again) because cold snow is sneaking under his clothes and Hange slides their hands under his shirt. ”C’mon Mr Grumps, let me warm up this soft skin of yours ^^” [insert Levi rolling eyes here]

Once they’re back home, they bake Christmas cookies together. Hange is in charge of the topping but, of course, it looks ugly as hell. Not to mention the filthy state of the kitchen after the cooking session. But Levi doesn’t have the heart to be mad at them, it’s the holidays after all. He wipes the frosting and flour off their face and kisses them on the cheek instead ;))

They don’t make much money yet so Levi cooks homemade treats as gifts for their friends and family. Christmas cookies, small jars of various jams, ingredients to make a hot chocolate or a brownie put together in a Mason jar with the recipe tied to it. Levi enjoys doing this for his loved ones. Even if they can afford buying presents for everyone in the next years, this will probably remain a tradition

Hange, on the other hand, buys silly little items for everyone, the cheaper and the cringier the better!

One evening after work, they go pick their Christmas tree together. It’s small because they don’t have much room in their apartment. They can’t help but bicker about how it must be decorated: Levi wants to pick one or two colours for a harmonious rendering, whereas Hange wants to put as many different colours as possible (as they should). They decide to decorate it in Hange’s way this year and Levi’s way next year (you wish, Levi)

Evening ritual: they put on their pajamas, cuddle up on the couch under a cosy, soft blanket with a cup of hot chocolate, Sawney resting on Hange’s lap, and watch silly Christmas movies on tv. Home alone is Hange’s favourite of course: they can’t help but admire the kid’s ingenious mind

For Christmas Eve’s dinner, Levi sets a simple but beautiful table and cooks a delicious meal for the both of them

By midnight, they open their gifts, a green set of gloves and scarf for Levi, a funny lunchbox for Hange

On Christmas day, they’ll go to Erwin and Miche’s fancy party with matching ugly sweaters (because Hange said so) and little gifts for all their friends

We were talking about Christmas with @thehangetomylevi & about what Levi & Hange would do for their first Christmas together & these ideas started to pop up in my head!

Thanks Livia for encouraging me to post my silly Levihan Christmas HC 💚💜

Header: @youre-ackermine

Christmas divider: @saradika-graphics

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A/N: not beta/proof read - English is not my usual language

#levi ackerman #hange zoe #erwin smith #miche zacharias #mike zacharias #levi x hange #levihan #levihan headcanons #levihan hc #val writes ✍️ #tw alcohol mention

[girlbossnezuko]

Stobin Mandalorian AU part 3

[part 1] [part 2]

Abby’s eyes are so big and soft and brown. They’re like his mother’s eyes, round and sweet. She’s so cute, even in the bland grey onesie the Russians put her in, which isn’t nearly as nice as she deserves. She deserves nice, comfy, pretty clothes — and a warm hat, because it gets cold in the evenings even in the summer.

“Steve,” Robin sighs, “I’m soooo thirsty. Can you hold Abby while I get a drink from the fountain?”

Steve holds his arms out before she’s even done talking. She snorts and passes him the baby, who blinks up at him with big eyes. The weight of her is perfect in his arms. He’s never going to put her down.

He follows dazedly after Robin, and the only reason he doesn’t spend the entire time staring at Abby is because if he manages to trip and drop her because he isn’t paying attention he’s going to blow up the mall.

He hands Abby back very reluctantly so he can take his own drink of water, then accepts her again gratefully when Robin goes back for more. He’d get some for Abby too, but he’s pretty sure babies this small aren’t supposed to drink water. It’s all moot anyway because they’re both running off to puke before Robin’s done her second turn.

He holds Abby very carefully to avoid getting her dirty — either from the puke or the gross bathroom floor. She protests a bit but doesn’t start crying again so all in all it’s a success.

“Oh god,” Robin groans, “was that all of it? I hope that was all of it.”

“Think so,” Steve grunts, wiping his mouth with some toilet paper. It’s really flimsy, he hates this place.

“Quick, ask me a question.”

Steve blanks. He can’t remember any question he’s ever asked. He looks at Abby, then down at the toilet bowl.

“When was the last time you pissed your pants?” Whatever, that works.

“Today,” Robin says, sounding almost amazed. “When that Russian doctor took out the bone saw. It was just a little bit though.”

Steve laughs softly, tipping his head back to rest it against the wall. Definitely wasn’t all of it, then.

“Your turn.”

Robin hums. He can see her shoes tap-tapping against the tile through the small gap under the stall.

“Well, I was gonna ask if you’ve ever been in love, but after seeing you with Abby… now I’m wondering — why did you break up with Nancy Wheeler?”

Ah. Ouch.

“She broke up with me.”

“Wait, what?”

Robin scrambles up and around into his stall, crouching in front of him and Abby.

“She broke up with you?”

Steve doesn’t understand why she looks so confused. He nods.

“I mean, technically, yeah,” he says, and she tilts her head in confusion. “It was, uh, Halloween. Tina’s party, you remember. She was drunk and she started going on about how we killed Barb and our whole relationship was just…” —he swallows, looks away— “bullshit. That we spent a whole year pretending we were in love. When I talked to her the next day she couldn’t take it back, so.” He shrugs.

“Holy shit,” Robin whispers. “Steve, I’m so— I thought you broke up with her because you didn’t want to settle down or something, holy fuck.”

Steve laughs, “Settle down? Nancy? No, she’d hate that. She has all these big dreams, and she’s not exactly bad with kids but I don’t think she really likes them either.”

He looks down at Abby, strokes her soft little cheek. “No, if anything I was too boring for her, not the other way around.”

“You’re not boring, Steve,” Robin protests. “Wanting to settle down and have kids doesn’t make you boring.”

“What about you, then?” Steve asks, and it should be a simple question except Robin looks like she’s going to throw up again.

“Um, well, I don’t know,” she says, eyes fixed on the toilet roll. “I guess it sounds nice, but…”

She takes a deep breath.

“Do you remember… what I said about Mrs Click’s class?”

Steve nods slowly, “Yeah, you said you were obsessed with me because of my bagel crumbs, or something.”

“It wasn’t your stupid bagel crumbs,” Robin rolls her eyes, “it was because she wouldn’t stop staring at you. It was like she was half in love with you, bagel crumbs and all, even though you couldn’t more clearly be gone on Nancy Wheeler. She’d spend the whole class staring and sighing and I wanted her to look at me. Just once.”

“…Mrs Click?” he asks, because the blue drug might be mostly gone but his thoughts were soupy even before that.

Robin sighs.

“Tammy Thompson,” she says emphatically.

Steve thinks on this for a moment. He’d thought Robin was confessing to him earlier, back in the bunker, but apparently not because she was actually talking about a girl. But then, it still sounds..? Oh. Oh. Okay.

Well, he kind of feels like he’ll die without her at this point, so it’s not like he’s going to reject her for something he doesn’t really care about in the first place. Robin’s Robin, she matters more to him than who she does or doesn’t want to kiss. Besides, maybe if they aren’t dating then she can’t break his heart.

“Doesn’t she want to be a singer?” he asks dubiously, instead of trying to say any of that out loud. “That’s like the opposite of settling down. And she isn’t even good at it anyway.”

Robin’s jaw drops.

“Yes she is!” she protests.

“No, I’m serious,” Steve laughs, “she sounds like a muppet! We should get her to sing educational songs to Abby.”

“Steve!”

Steve starts singing through all the Sesame Street songs he remembers, except he doesn’t get far because he keeps laughing. Robin’s laughing with him, giddy with relief, and Steve feels his heart swelling into his throat again.

#stobin confession scene my beloved #placing the chekhov’s gun titled ‘settling down’ very gently on the floor to be fired later #don’t worry about it (yet) #oughh I want to continue but I need to refresh my memory of the s3 finale first #<— genius who gave itself homework 👍 nice going #stobin mandalorian au #the greatest qpr hawkins has ever seen #envy writes #stranger things #stranger things fic #steve harrington #robin buckley #stobin #stobin fanfic

[aidansloth]

{Toilet Stalls - Gareth Emerson X Reader}

Summary: Reader gets their period at a rather unconventional time and Gareth helps.

Warnings: the readers gender isn't specified but they have their period and go in the girls' toilets, period stuff, swearing, they/them and you/you pronouns used.

Words: 1.8k

Taglist: @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @manyfandomsfanvergent

a/n: in this one-shot you and Gareth aren't together yet. I tried making it longer than usual, not sure it turned out okay (feedback is very appreciated). this took me less than a day to write??? ohmygodhow???

"Hey! It's not my fault the bartender stabbed you!"

"Maybe you shouldn't have flirted with him, how's that?" Jeff and Grant were arguing again about the last DnD session while everyone else was either enjoying the drama or having their own little chat at the Hellfire table.

You and Gareth were laughing at their dramatics as Eddie restrained from throwing his pretzels at them, affectionately of course. You had been feelinga bit off today, a bit more irritable than usual but their theatrics did make you feel better at least. Gareth also did, just by being there honestly. You didn't tell anyone about the headache you had, but Gareth sort of knew something was up with you. He even offered you half of the roasted potatoes on his plate, which meant a lot since they're the only edible thing the school cafeteria offered. The others were too invested in the arguement to notice the little gesture.

"I told you, I didn't know she was a changeling!"

"That's 'cause your rolls are shit!"

You tried to suffocate a laugh at the last comment (at which Eddie lost his temper and hit Jeff in the eye with the tiny pretzel), Gareth instead didn't even try to contain himself as he burst into laughter. God his laugh was so pretty.

You winced at the strong pain in your head and then it hit you. Fuck. You felt the glob of blood leave your insides, and your face grimaced. You didn't even have a pad on you, you just had to forget to refill your bag with them. You were truly fucked. You stood up in a rushed manner and told everyone you needed the bathroom. They all nodded apart from Jeff and Grant were truly too wound up in their little bickering to notice you. Gareth looked at you leaving, partly worried at your sudden leave. He knew you refused to go to the toilet during lunch (even when the teachers told you off for going during class) because 'Lunch time is for eating, not pissing. Otherwise they would've called it piss break'. You did get detention when you said that to the supply teacher, but his face was totally worth it, or so you said. Either way, he can't just run after you, can he?

You ran across the semi-empty halls not caring about the weird looks you got, it's not like you weren't used to them by now. As soon as you reached the toilet you flung yourself inside the furthest of the stalls and locked yourself in it. Turning around you remembered that the school's budget was indeed shit, as the toilets were without toilet seats. Quickly, you pulled down your pants and saw a dark red stain on them. Sighing, you leaned on the wall near you and slid down it. Probably shouldn't since these walls haven't been washed in God knows how long.

I'm so fucked. What am I going to do now? I'll probably just stay in here until school is over and rush out after everyone is gone.

Were you being a tad bit dramatic? Maybe, but it's not like toilet paper is going to contain your heavy flow. The guys surely didn't have any pads or tampons with them, and it's not like you can ask the other girls in your classes; apart from not liking you very much, they also didn't have the whole 'supporting eachother' thing down.

You tried to steady your breath when you felt your eyes fill themselves with tears, which began staining your cheeks. You bit down onto your lip and tried to blink the tears away uselessly.

★★★

Minutes had gone by, he didn't know how many precisely, but way too many for a quick piss. Gareth kept eyeing the cafeteria entrance but nothing, you were nowhere to be seen. Sure, you didn't specify that you had to pee, but it's not like you were taking a shit in there, you weren't that brave. Maybe you felt sick. Maybe you had been sick. You looked sick from this morning, he knew you weren't going admit that though, so he offered help from the sidelines. I mean, at least they accepted the roasted potatoes, meaning they aren't that ill.

Anxiety crept up in him, he began bouncing his leg and tapping his fingers on the table. What if you fainted or something? What if you were throwing up by yourself? And he wasn't there to help you.

"What's wrong Gare?" his head shot up at his name being mentioned.

"What?"

"Something wrong, you're fidgeting." Eddie stared at him curiously. Gareth gulped, then spoke.

"They've been gone a bit too long, don't you think?"

"They're probably taking a shit." said Grant.

"At school?" they all looked at eachother and collectively agreed that no one in the right mind would do that in the school toilets. Gareth stood up and passed his Dr. Pepper to Jeff, who had been eyeing it all lunch.

"I'm going to check on them." the others nodded at him and Jeff gave him a pat on the back and a knowing look. He sighed at his best friend and left. He made his way through the corridors and when he arrived to the toilets he froze. He could hear sniffling and heavy breathing; he checked if the hallways were empty before cautiously stepping into the toilets. He wasn't fond of entering the girl's toilets like this but he was sure it was you in that stall, and no way in hell was he going to leave you like that.

"Hey, sugar?" he flinched at his own words, realising the pet name that slipped up. The sniffling and the breathing stopped for a second.

"Gareth?"

"That's me." He could hear your voice muffled and hiccup-y; it made his heart clench.

"What are you doing here?" you sat up unconsciously and tried to dry your own tears, as if he could see you. Gareth let out a surprised sigh at your question.

"You've been gone for like, ten minutes you know. And don't say you've been peeing, because it does not take you that long to pee. It doesn't take anyone that long to pee." Gareth sat down in front of your stall cross-legged. You smiled softly, glad that he was here with you. Before you could get a word in you hear some ruffling and then a hand appears under the stall's door. Gareth just gave you a tissue.

"Thank you." you said chuckling.

"So, you going to tell me why you're crying in the school toilets like this is a teenage drama?" he tried to soften the mood, earning another chuckle from you. You stared fondly at the tissue before wiping your tears away.

"I, ehm-" you gulped and steadied you breathing, "I got my period." There was a moment of silence.

"Can I come in?" you were shocked at first, that he wanted to see you now, at all times. You agreed and unlocked the door for him; he got in and sat next to you, giving you a smile.

"Does it hurt really bad? Or is it like, a heavy flow?" you were happily surprised at his words, that he even knew those words honestly. Thank you Mrs. Emerson.

"No- well yes, but that's not the reason I'm crying."

"Why are you crying then?" He looked even more worried than before. You looked down at the dirty toilet floor and started fidgeting with your hands.

"I don't have any pads. Or tampons, for that matter. Toilet paper around my underwear is not going to be enough for the rest of the day and my pants are already stained. It's not like I can just ask the other girls for pads you know," you were starting to ramble and the tears were building up again, "and- and I'm just going to... stay here. For the rest of the day you- you know, 'cause what can I do? I should have remembered to bring pads, fuck! I'm so, so stupid-"

"Hey! You're not stupid, alright? You forgetting something does not mean you're stupid." He turned to you and cupped your face as if you were going to break apart any minute. His thumbs caressed your cheeks, wiping the last tears away. You just stared at him, unable to speak; suddenly Gareth's eyes lit up.

"I think I have a solution to your problem, I just need to go and get it, okay sugar? I'll be gone for just a minute." He quickly stood up giving you a kiss on the top of your head and left running, while you pretended that your heart didn't just skip a beat at the pet name.

As he promised, he came back running and got in your stall rushing.

"Here." You looked at what he had just handed you, it was a pad. You kept your gaze on it, blinking with your mouth agape, unable to form words. Now that you stared at it a bit more, you noticed it was a heavy flow pad, and one of the top brands too. Where did he find a pad?

"Where- who- how, how do you have this? Who did you ask?" your gaze switched between him and the pad.

"No one. I had it in my bag."

"You- you carry pads? In your- your bag? With you?" He chuckled and nodded.

"I usually have them with me in case my sister gets her period and doesn't have any on her, but I thought it was better to carry them all the time, if anyone was ever in need of one." He smiled proudly, happy that his good thinking managed to help someone, especially because you were that someone.

"God, remember me to thank your mom next time I see her." This got a laugh out of him, a sweet, warm laugh that made you all tingling inside.

"Well, I'll let you get changed." He stood up, dusting off his knees and as he was about to open the door you stopped him.

"Wait, what about my pants? They're already stained."

"Right, forgot about that. Here," he took off the sweater he was wearing and handed it to you, "tie it around your waist." You nodded and as you followed his words he noticed how cute you looked with his sweater around you, his cheeks began to darken. God, they're not even wearing it and you're this flustered? You're so whipped.

"Thank you so much. I'll give it back to you tomorrow, okay?" You can keep it if you want. Gareth refrained from saying those words, instead he just nodded. The two of you exited the toilets and stopped in the corridors. You thanked him again and hugged him real tight, his arms around you felt right. Like they were meant to be there, to protect you. His lips turned into a tiny smile and he kissed your cheek. Then the hug broke.

"Well, see you later sugar." You said as you started walking backwards in the opposite direction. You smirked to yourself as you noticed his cheeks getting more red than ever. God, you're whipped.

#gareth emerson #hellfire club #corroded coffin #gareth emerson x reader #the inspiration hit #hope you liked it! #feminist gareth is best gareth