#or would you want one sad pining man (who was part of that fwb relationship) and *orin*

[devotedlystrangewizard]

thinking about ketheric being relieved when orin tells him she took over the bhaal temple for all of two minutes because hes finally rid of durge & gortash being durge & gortash

but then orin turns out to be Worse

#bg3 spoilers #ramblings #would you rather have your coconspirators be the most annoying complicated friends with benefits duo ever #or would you want one sad pining man (who was part of that fwb relationship) and *orin*

[froggibus]

I Love You, I Love You. It’s Disgusting. - Leon S Kennedy

Pairing: Leon S Kennedy x reader

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: the deal has always been no serious commitment, but that all changes when you accidentally confess your love for him

CW: FWB, angst -> fluff, hurt/comfort, commitment issues, unrequited love, mutual pining, love confessions

syd? making fun of Leon’s commitment issues? call that projecting B)

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“Do you really have to go?” You look up at Leon with sad eyes. 

He tugs his jeans over his hips and starts to lace his belt through the loops. He sighs. It was barely five in the morning, you should’ve been dead asleep. You usually were.

Through the countless times Leon had ran out on you during the night, you had been out cold. It made it easier for him—not having to see the disappointed look on your face, not having to confront your feelings. 

All it took was one fumble of his hands for his phone to clatter on your floor, snapping you out of your sleep. He knew he was fucked as soon as your eyes flickered open. 

“You know I do,” he says. “It’s work and—”

“It’s always work,” you mumble bitterly, drawing your knees into your chest. 

“My work is important.”

“And I’m not?”

It was a low blow. You knew the nature of your relationship just as much as Leon—nothing serious, no commitments, just him reaching out to you in the dead of night for a shred of comfort. Your arms were wide open for him, but he always kept you at arm’s length. 

You’ve tried so fucking hard to not catch feelings for the man, knowing how he is and his inability to ever commit. Still, when he had walked into your door a week ago and wrapped his arms around you, your feelings bubbled to the surface. 

All week, it had been on your mind, on the tip of your tongue. Not that you would ever say it—those weren’t words you could say to him, not unless you want to be hurt. 

“You know what this is,” he sighs, “so I don’t know what your problem is.”

Leon’s words make you cringe, but you know he’s right. If you were less stubborn, you would just move on. Find someone who actually wants to move forward with you. But that would mean moving on from Leon, and a part of you knows that you never truly could. 

I love you. The words float around in your mind, trying to force their way out of you. You bite them back, swallowing hard. 

“The problem is that I don’t want this, Leon! We’re not kids anymore, I want to move forward with my life!”

“And why does that have to be with me?”

You tug on your hair in frustration. “Because I lo—” you stop yourself before the words slip out, but the look on Leon’s face tells you that he knows what you were going to say. 

You turn your head away from him and bite your tongue, trying to hide your wet eyes from him. You can hear him rustling his clothes behind you, pulling his t-shirt and jacket on. 

Leon can’t bring himself to say anything. He knows he should. At the very least, he should just tell you he wants space. You clearly feel something for him that he can’t for you, and you deserve to be let go. But the thought of not having you leaves a bitter taste in his mouth and a pit in his stomach. 

He grabs his wallet off of your nightstand and leaves without so much as a glance at you. As soon as you hear your front door slam, you let yourself fall apart. 

—

The next two weeks is sheer misery for the both of you. 

You hear nothing from Leon, and while it’s not unusual for him to be radio silent for days at a time, this is something else entirely. There’s a constant cloud of anxiety floating around you, and you find yourself checking your phone way too much. 

Leon knows he’s an asshole. His guilt overwhelms him, and it makes it almost impossible to focus on work. To focus on anything other than the image of you, teary eyed and half naked in bed after almost confessing your love to him. 

The words float around his head. He’s always had some feelings for you buried under the surface, but love? That’s such a stupid word. Such a big deal. Love feels like a cage to him, and the idea of being in love? It makes him sick. 

He grabs his phone and opens your contact. He types three words and then deletes them, and types them again, and then deletes them. He should just leave you alone. He’s done enough damage, and he knows if he talks to you again, he’ll have to actually acknowledge his feelings towards you. Towards what you said. 

You wish you could say you’re surprised when he shows up at your door at 3am, almost three weeks after the incident. 

You go to close the door in his face but he catches it with his hand and forces his way inside. 

His blue eyes are stormy and his soft hair is dishevelled. “I just want to talk.”

“I have nothing to say to you, Kennedy.” 

He sucks in a breath at your use of his last name. He’s always been Leon to you, or on some late drunken nights, Scott. This is nothing like those nights, and the warmth he feels at the memories of you are drowned out by the fear in his chest. 

Fear of losing you. Fear of those three fucking words that have been plaguing him for the past three weeks. 

“Please?” His voice is soft, pleading. You’ve never quite heard him like this. 

You keep your back turned to him. You’re not sure if you can even look at him right now, not without remembering how much of an idiot you are, how stupid you are for having these feelings for him. 

“I’m sorry just—look at me, please.”

You turn around impossibly slow, drawing your eyes up from the floor to meet his. He’s dressed casually—a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but he looks like a model. Even with his under eye bags and the frown on his face, he’s the prettiest man you’ve ever seen. 

Despite the fact that you’ve spent countless nights together, having his eyes on you still makes you flustered. 

“What were you going to say? That morning, I mean.” 

You fight the urge to raise your voice. “You know what I was going to say, Leon.”

He relaxes slightly when you use his first name. It’s not much, but it’s a start. “So say it now.” 

“I’m not going to say it. I can’t say it.”

“Why not?” 

“Because it’s you, Leon. It’s you and it’s me and god, it’s you. You’ll be out of the country before I even finish my sentence and I—I don’t want to deal with this right now.”

He takes a cautious step forward. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“You can’t just—ugh!” You tug on your hair, blinking back the tears that are threatening to form. “You can’t say that after you walked out on me.”

Leon stays quiet, stormy eyes fixated on you. He’s become something of an expert at reading body language, and he knows you well enough to know you’re about to cry. 

“You’ve spent the past few years insisting that we’re nothing more than what we already are. And now you’re sitting there, looking at me, expecting me to lose everything.”

Leon grabs your shoulders, looking at you seriously. “What do you think you’re going to lose, y/n?”

“You,” your voice is barely a whisper and you choke on the lump in your throat. “I’m going to lose you.”

“Y/n…”

You shake your head, salty tears rolling down your cheeks. You lean your forehead against his chest.

“It’s not fair,” you sob, hitting his chest with your fist. “I just—I can’t.”

Leon catches your wrists in his hand, holding them tightly. “You’re not going to lose me. I know what I said before, and I was wrong.”

You look up at him through teary lashes. You’ve never seen him this vulnerable before. He’s always been quiet and stern and withdrawn, and you’ve gotten used to his silence over the years. So to see him this vulnerable, this vocal….

“I,” he sucks in a breath, “I love you.”

His words echo in your head. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted to hear, and yet you don’t know what to say. 

“That doesn’t change anything.”

“I love you.”

“You’re still going to leave me in the mornings and you’re still going to hate commitment and—”

“Y/n,” he stops you before your thoughts can run wild. “I love you.”

Your heart speeds up at his words. There’s butterflies in your stomach, and for the first time in weeks, you don’t feel ashamed of your feelings. 

“Please say it back,” he practically whimpers. 

You step forwards and wrap your arms around his shoulders, letting your whole body weight fall into his arms. “I love you,” you mumble into his shoulder. 

He pets the back of your head and holds you as close as possible. Love has always seemed like a cage to him, but with you, he’s never felt more free. 

#leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy angst #Leon kennedy #resident evil #resident evil x reader #resident evil x you #resident evil angst #hurt/comfort #x You #x reader #resident evil 4 #re #re4 #re4 leon

[loummyficfest]

This is the list with all the prompts for the new version of the Loummy Fic Fest. The prompts that are cross out are already taken. This list will be constantly updated whenever the authors choose them.

The author sign up's will be available until January 6, 2023 at 2 p.m. EST. You can find the form here.

1 - Louis and Harry didn't know each other but one night they had a one night stand. From there Louis discovers he is pregnant with him. They discover their journey as parents and as people who fall in love and in the end decide to become a couple.

2 - A fic where harry is into ANR (adult nursing relationships) and how he discovers it and brings up to louis, if you decide to make it a/b/o it would be shorter or it might not be and louis would try ways to induce lactation but please it make it with so much fluff and the ANR parts don't have to be sexual all the time :)

3 - Omega Louis is a single mom to a 2 year old with another on the way. His boyfriend broke up with him (maybe because he couldn’t handle parenthood/found someone else), leaving him touch-starved and broke. Harry comes along when Louis needs him the most.

4 - A fic where Harry is a CEO or some type of big boss but he is very tough and touch starved but he has to keep the tough exterior. Enters Louis who is very cuddly and cute that Harry can't resist him.

5 - Childhood best friends to lovers with a lot of pining/slow burn. Or a Love Rosie au with Alex!Harry and Rosie!Louis, abo it would be amazing or also mpreg for the part where Rosie (Louis) finds out she's pregnant!

6 - A fic inspired on Saturdays (FITF). Louis and his partner have a thing (a romantic routine or a fun routine just the two of them) every saturday. His partner always insists that he doesn't want any baby (the reason is up to the author) but Louis, on the other hand, has always been obsessed with having a baby and starting a big family. One day Louis accidentally gets pregnant (his and his partner's baby), he keeps the baby, runs away from his partner because he’s too afraid of what would happen since he always said he didn’t want it, and becomes a single mom for a while until the partner finds him and their baby. The Saturdays’ lyrics inspired scene can either be expressed from louis or his partner point of view depending on the author. Preferably Larry please :) and angst with happy ending bc saturdays is a sad song but with hopeful bridge <3

7 - Louis as the single mother of a very active pup that gets his arm broken in school and has to be taken to the hospital where Harry is the pediatrician. They fall in love but are too shy to tell each other. Very fluffy fic / omegaverse please ‼️

8 - Chicago AU. Canon Au. Where Harry and Louis broke up and Harry decided to have kids with another person (woman or man is up to the author) but when Harry came up to the radio and listened to the song decide to get closer again to Louis. In the end they also had a baby together. Fierce arrogant protective Harry feat broken sweet wounded feminine Louis.

9 - Louis gets hurt/feels sick while in the park with his son. The kid sees Harry in the park and begs him to help his mommy. After that, they start meeting in the most unexpected ways and get closer. (Louis’ son plays a big role in helping Louis understand his feelings towards Harry). Can be ABO.

10 - Chicago but from Louis’ partner POV. He’s heartbroken to know that Louis, the love of his life, his ex (or could also be just fwb) the person that he thought he would spend the rest of his life with, now has a baby. Little did he know that it's actually his baby. Louis broke up with him and kept the news from his partner because he didn't know how his partner would take the news. Yt's one thing to create baby names for fun but to actually have it and at such a young age OR where the relationship doesn't really have strong commitment? angst with happy ending please and preferably larry pairing :)

11 - Harry as a single parent of twin girls in a small town. Louis is the new townie that has just moved in the house next to Harry's with his daughter. Their children become best friends which leads them to get closer every time. Fluff - Friends to lovers kind of fic - Omegaverse

12 - Where Louis goes with his little daughter who belongs to the Scouts to sell as many cookies as she can to earn a nice bike. Upon arriving at Harry's apartment he falls in love with Louis and in addition to buying the cookies he also offers to help his daughter sell them. Harry goes on a crazy journey to get the #1 spot of all the girl scouts and win the bike for the girl (which he really only did to get the attention of that sexy milf). I want this with a lot of fluff but also smut scenes after louis falls in love with harry (smut tags: pregnancy kink, feminization, dirty talk, riding, belly kink, body worship) I also want there to be a lot of sexual tension between them, harry himbo because he's my favorite and louis wearing feminine clothes and be the hot milf he is.

13 - Louis is having cravings and Harry's always taking care of his omega, including late night runs to the supermarket and strange cravings of such. One day as they’ve been walking in a park Louis starts craving some waffles. They're lucky to find a shop nearby but that shop only sells waffles in the shape of genitals. They get it before louis starts to fuss and he moans at the taste of the chocolate dripping down the length of the waffle…you can imagine what can happen next (Harry could also be the one who works in the shop and has to hear some pornographic sounds in the middle of the day)

14 - Louis and Harry are roommates who are also friends with benefits, but it's a secret from their friends (please include tags like cockwarming and belly worship), until Louis has a pregnancy scare and they both find out that they are okay with actually having a baby together.

15 - Long hair Harry Beefy Boxer Alpha falls in love with cute physiotherapist Omega Louis who loves to wear cute dresses and has a little porcupine as a pet. They always had sexual tension but when Harry rut erupt Louis offers to help Harry and just like that he gets pregnant (little did he know this triggers in him a soft heat so he could conceive since they are a fated pairing) absolutely 100% consensual and happy pairing just opposite character grumpy animalistic Harry feat ratio sweet Louis. A bonus with all the pregnancy journey with Harry hiper protective towards Louis and his sweet cravings.

16 - The nanny AU. Louis as Fran and Harry as Mr Sheffield! The kids fall in love with Louis and he becomes their mother and eventually Louis gets pregnant with Mr.Sheffield's baby. Lots of sexual tension with Louis in the iconic outfits Fran used to wear!

17 - Louis and Harry are in the same college. Harry is the single father of a baby girl and is having some difficulties with the mess of diapers, bottles and pacifiers all over his flat. Louis, who’s very experienced with kids because of his sisters and started college this year, meets Harry and they end up talking about his struggles with the little girl, and Louis saves the day offering some lessons to Harry (19!harryx19!louis pleeeease)

18 - Cruel King Long Hair Harry and pack Alpha falls in Love with cute, innocent slave omega Louis who teach him forgiveness, love and goodness. They have a beautiful family with many pups, slow burn with steamy sex and slice of life if possible.

19 - Lou is engaged to the most dangerous gang boss in the country, Harry, but the thing is, he didn't know who Harry really was. An enemy of Harry's surprises them at a dinner that Louis was going to tell(but don't) Harry that he was pregnant, and that's when Louis finds out about Harry. He gets desperate, runs away, and hides from Harry because he's upset that he lied, but mostly out of fear. The unfolding would be, Harry looking for Louis, because now his enemy's knew about him, Louis struggling to survive pregnant, and maybe the enemy finding him first, when the baby is born because he was admitted to the hospital, something like that... drama with a happy ending pls 

20 - Similar to young royals, Harry is a prince or just really rich, and Louis is a broken student(but very smart), they fell in love DEEPLY. Everything was fine until Harry's parents found out and they decided to threaten Louis to break up with Harry, to the point where Louis couldn't fight them, so they give Louis some money to disappear and tell Harry some lies. I don't know, but the thing is , Louis is pregnant. Maybe a few years go by and they meet again? It's up to the author, but with a happy ending super mommy Louis and daddy Harry when he finds out 

21 - Based on that chapter of Malcolm in the middle where Harry was obsessed with Louis gaining weight during the pregnancy

22 - Louis is a girlboss who decided to be a mom but ends up falling in love with his sperm donor 

23- Louis is a college student and pregnant so the father of his child doesn't want to be involved on it but he has his best friend Luke (hot luke) and his ex harry and Louis loves both 

24 - Louis is 21 and an university student who is studying finance, he's basically bored with his routine it's nothing special with his bf at the time, he undergoes an accident and gets admitted to the hospital where after lots of check ups he gets to know that he has a concussion and can get pregnant. His world stops, his bf breaks up with him, he's utterly devastated and sad, always crying in his room etc etc. Then he finds a club for similar people online and decides he'd try something so he gets ready to go there and there's a lot of people and he feels normal again, happy even. Bring in our hero (preferably harry) the owner of the club and they get to know each other insert steaming romance and smut with slow burn eventually he gets pregnant and his partner helps him through it and they get married

25 - omega louis and alpha harry are in college almost broke, and harry has some issues with his parents so they’re not funding them. In the middle of all this, louis’ scent starts to change. Harry thinks Louis is pregnant but Louis brushes off the topic every time Harry tries to talk about it. Harry is determined to confirm his mate’s pregnancy so somehow get his mate to do the pregnancy test. After it’s revealed that Louis is in fact pregnant, he breaks down and tells Harry that he’s scared of being a mother at such a young age because they don’t have a great condition.

26 - An au based off of that one famous reddit post! Louis is a pregnant omega who has cravings and  one day when his neighbor makes something delicious, Louis smells it and shyly knocks on his door to have some and the handsome, tall, built alpha indulges him happily. After that, he gives a plate of the food he makes to Louis everyday because he didn’t want the  pretty, chubby omega to struggle and waddle to his door for food every time, even though he secretly loved to watch him waddle. Preferences: I don’t mind a larry pairing but I would love to see louis getting paired with a man outside of 1D, feminization, soft and shy louis, i’d also like lactation kink if the author is ok with it ofc

27 - Famous harry, non-famous louis, public relationship with articles that go out about them (occasionally), strangers to lovers, lots of fluff, (you can do light angst if you want), but they meet randomly, start to get to know each other, (you can make the storyline however you want), the media loves their relationship and louis, he gets pregnant randomly, they talk about it since it’s unexpected and work everything out, when they tell the world, everyone freaks out, you can also include social media where harry posts pictures of louis and his pregnancy and everyone gushes over it, and at the end, he proposes to louis in front of everyone at the Grammy's. This prompt might be a bit vague but I want you to write it however you desire, these are just my tags and basic plots to the storyline that I would like to see.

28 - Louis is a single mom to a cute little alpha who gets jealous every time an alpha gets close to his mom, so when Harry a sweet and silly alpha comes into their lives, the boy will do everything possible to separate them until one day he realizes that the love that harry has towards his mother is very pure and sincere so he joins him in order to help him woo his mother.  (A super soft and horny fic at the same time, with a lot of sexual tension between Louis and Harry, Louis milf x long hair Harry)

29 - Louis and Harry are dating. Louis comes from old money, and Harry? Harry comes from a family of farm workers who spend their every working hour to survive another day. Despite having different lifestyles they manage to fall in love. Promises of a future together, children and their own farm are made. One day Louis sneaks Harry into his parents house where they are discovered while having an intimate night. Louis’ dad is set on killing Harry but Louis promises that he will end it with Harry and marry the guy his parents want him to. As long as he lets Harry live. His dad agrees. Louis is sent away, without getting to say goodbye to harry. Both heartbroken. Louis ends up in a loveless relationship for years everyday thinking of the life that could’ve been. Getting tired of living that life he decides to pack up and go back to his old town without letting anyone know. He ends up renting a room from a sweet elder woman who allows him to stay as long as he helps tend to his garden. Louis is enjoying his life there but there’s still something missing. More like someone. When he goes to the local farmer to buy some milk and eggs, he is shocked to see that the farmer is Harry. (Harry being a widower with a small child)

30 - Where Alpha Harry's pack gets attacked, leading to many of the pack members, including his omegas death and His 2 year old pup disappearance. A couple hours away Omega Louis is out jogging when he hears a small cry, being curious he goes to look where the cry is coming from. There, abandoned by a small creek, is a small pup. Louis being the gentle heart he is, takes the pup with him and decides to mother it.

31 - Harry and Louis’ first baby just started to speak properly so Harry makes fun of mommy Louis’ accent with the help of their baby. (Inspo) 

Everytime the baby is learning a new word Harry teaches them how to say it in his accent and then tells Louis to ask their baby that word but his pronunciation is very different so it confuses the baby, he then tells the baby to start asking his mommy how to say certain words so they can laugh at Louis’ pronunciation, louis get a little annoyed but never too much, he just goes with it and start enjoying the fun and then turns the game against Harry someway.

32 - ABO !! - Louis tells Harry he is pregnant and Harry gets way too excited, when they’re a month away from the birth they start going to baby clothes shops to find things for their baby, Harry finds a very cute bear suit for their baby and buys it. louis thinks he is adorable and let it go, the baby is born and Harry wants to dress their little boy with it almost everyday, he does as much as he can but babies grow fast so Louis worries that his alpha gets sad starts to order the same suit every time is too small for the baby and replace it during laundry days so Harry never notices, he does anyway and one day he tells Louis and Louis gets kind of sad because Harry knew about it all the way long, they talk and asks Harry why he never said anything and he says that it was something sweet to do for him. (inspo) We just noticed that the link is not the right for this prompt, so if the person who sent it can message us with the right one, we'll appreciate it.

33 - Mama Louis lost a baby and never wants to have a baby again, a healing journey with maybe a rainbow baby in the end.

34 - pregnancy denial trope. becoming a parent when it's unexpected. Harry’s reaction, Louis' reaction and how it topples their whole life upside down

35 - h&l alpha son starting to get the teenage moody alpha hormones. One day he release all his anger on his sweet mother when he tried to talk to his son & harry don't really appreciate that

"He might be your mom, but he is my wife first & nobody talks to my wife like that "

36 - Louis and his kid are on their way back from the beach when suddenly their car broke down, came mechanic harry to the rescue.

37 - ABO where alpha Harry’s a single dad to a little boy (alpha) and he needed a last minute babysitter, so omega Louis volunteered to help. Louis becoming a quick favorite (lots and lots of mommy Louis, protective pup, and Harry seeing how good Louis is with his kid and warming up to him and falling in love)

38 - where harry is the dreaded CEO of an international company and where Louis is an employee who puts his heart and soul into his work, despite his best efforts he seems to be unable to get noticed for his prowess by the boss, who is known for being a cold-hearted bastard, but seems to become the favorite person of a small child who claims him as his mommy from the first time he meets him. Louis, however, does not know who the father is.... (harry) (a super soft and horny fic, with a focus on the mother/son relationship,) (may be omega verse, but in that case the baby an alpha, and both Styles with a fondness for smelling Louis)

39 - The prompt is based on what happened to Hotch after Haley's death in Criminal Minds. It's supposed to be a comfort fic with a tragic start but a happy ending, (could have smut if the author wants) not a lot of drama, (maybe a bit of it relating to Harry's grief/guilt). Harry Styles was not always a "happy" person, in fact he was very serious and closed off, but after he met Kiron during law school his life changed for the better. They got married and had a son River, a beautiful boy with curly brown hair and the most beautiful hazel eyes one could ever see. They were having a happy life until Kiron was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, they did everything they could but he couldn't make it. A few months after his ex-husband's death Harry is going back to the BAU, going to therapy and taking care of his son  River. He's still struggling with grief and keeping his promise to his ex-husband: to make sure River knows how Harry was not always that serious and that River really knows what love is.

At one night out with his best friends H meets Louis Tomlinson, a pre-school teacher going out with his friends to celebrate his friends' anniversary. 

They start to date, Louis meets River, they have a beautiful mother-son relationship, and the rest is history. 

The fic in my imagination would be mpreg but that can be changed if the author is not comfortable, it could also be ABO too, only if the author wants. I would like to be credited for the prompt if that's okay (louisisgxlden on Twitter and Ao3). If it's the author's choice to have smut on the fic, the author can put whatever kink they would like with the exception of watersports, knife play, the piss thing and that kind of hard(?) stuff.

40 - Based on the movie Bridget Jones's Baby where Louis is pregnant but he doesn't know if the baby is from his ex or his actual boyfriend.

41 - Just an AU where Harry takes care of his little pregnant kitty and showers him with love and cuddles.

Louis is a bratty kitty hybrid

Louis is called by Harry as "my sweet wife"

Harry pampering Louis too much smut (feminization, pregnancy and lactation kink) — (Taken from prompt #13 from the last fest)

42 - Louis works as the secretary of Harry, CEO of a big company. Louis is in love with his boss, pining over him since the very first day of work. Somehow, Louis ends up seducing him and they start a kinda friends with benefits relationship, but Harry has commitment issues and wants to keep their thing strictly FWB. Louis ends up pregnant but doesn’t wanna tell Harry (bec of the commitment issues) and decides to raise the baby on his own. Louis resigns and finds another job as a cashier at a café owned by his friend. Harry tries to contact him but Louis never responds. Months later, Harry enters said café and sees Louis with a small baby bump. He sees Louis and his friend (café owner) being too friendly and calling each other babe and he assumes that they’re together. Harry can’t allow that. Lots of pining and jealousy please, possessive Harry is a must. Louis is also stubborn but the pregnancy also makes him needy and horny. (pregnancy and lactation kink) — (inspired by #64 from the prompt list from the last fest).

43 - Established relationship au - pregnant louis going to the last LOT show as a surprise with a sign asking harry to do the gender reveal + his daughter getting up on stage to dance tpwk (or whatever song you like) with him. Flirty and emotional harry. lots of fluff and maybe some smut post concert (louis roleplaying a groupie showing the dom/sub dynamic and the aftercare)

44 - ABO - forbidden love au. Louis goes to church as an attempt to ease the pain following his closest friend's death, the one who's child is expecting after agreeing that friend-parenting was the best way to do it. Now he's five months pregnant and can't stop thinking if this was the smartest choice considering the world isn't kind to single mothers. Priest harry comes into the picture with his wise words and charming smile to help the omega see he's more capable than he realizes to be. They fall in love eventually. Louis confesses his feelings after a rough night at the church booth following some sweet love making full of tears and dirty talk. Totally inspired from my policeman's premiere outfit.

45 - Harry is a famous tiktoker who goes around central park and one day interviews Louis' son who has an adorable obsession with ice. Based on this tik tok , it could be abo or not that's up to the author but if it is maybe louis could smell like harry's favorite food, and harry could smell like rain forest and mint.

46 - Louis is an omega and very successful in his career (which is an alpha dominated career). He has a big omega sister who is already married and has two pups. Louis is focusing on his career and wants to be child free because he doesn’t see the purpose of having kids on his own when he can be a fun omega aunt for his sister’s pups. Until one day, his sister and his husband die in a tragic car accident leaving Louis as the sole guardian/caretaker for the young pups. Then Louis has to learn how to be a mother for his sister’s pups, dealing with grief, and maintaining his career at the same time.

Would love to see Louis is afraid of driving a car so he chooses to go with public transportation/taxi no matter how inconvenient it is for him and his two pups.

47 - Fic Idea, where Harry is a superhero/antihero, like Spiderman or Deadpool, and Louis is his bf/couple. At some point, they found out L is pregnant, but H has a lot of enemies so maybe something happens to H or L (up to the writer). Happy ending please!

48 - Fic inspired by Mastermind - TS. Louis has been obsessed with the idea of being with Harry since the first time he saw him; so he does everything he can to get it. But something doesn’t go according to his plans… his pregnancy. Now L is scared that H finds out and thinks L did it for his plan.

49 - Louis has a 4 year old daughter (Harry's child). He raises her all by himself with the help of his mum or a friend. Harry doesn't know about it, he's a famous superstar and a womanizer (I think it'd add more to the plot but it's okay if he's not a womanizer in the actual fic). Their relationship ended badly and it's the reason why Louis never told him about the baby. Harry is 5-6 years older than him. Louis and his daughter live in London and he somehow pumps into Harry and they meet. Louis tells him the truth and even if he's in shock Harry wants to be part of his daughter's life. His fame plays a big role in this. Their daughter brings them closer and kind of forces them to fall in love all over again. It needs to be angsty, fluffy, smutty and maybe abo with a happy ending.

50 - Louis is a feral omega with a young pup (maybe 1/2 years old), and he does everything he can to survive and make sure his baby is safe. One day, they pass into Styles’ pack territory, and someone from the pack finds them. L gives fight because he’s scared of losing his pup, but they catch them and they take him to the Alpha’ pack. With L as an omega who doesn’t know who to act, H like a super protective alpha and a cute pup, angst and fluff.

51 - ABO - Harry is doing his tour and Louis went with him. Louis is already pregnant. In the last show H feels from stage how L is in pain (is in labor) and runs quickly from stage to be with his omega.

52 - Louis keeps running into the same alpha and pup everywhere he goes, and everytime it ends up with the small pup crying for his “mommy” (Louis) at first he finds it cute but after a while he becomes worried when he realizes the child’s pleas were lasting longer. The alpha assures him that there’s nothing to worry about, that it’s just a pup being a pup. But even with the reassurance from the alpha, Louis is still worried about the pup. Or the au where Louis has a horrible accident resulting in him getting amnesia and forgetting the two people he loves the most. His alpha and pup.

53 - A Love Rosie AU. Please give us more about Louis being a mom and maybe in the end the author can get Louis and Harry to have another child. It doesn't have to be ABO but it has to be mpreg. (There is already a prompt with a similar idea. The prompt #5)

54 - H&L just started dating. L is very shy and has been mistreated a lot in the past. H is the first nice guy that L dates after a string of bad/toxic guys. Could be a little older than him? More mature. So he’s ecstatic to have found such a nice guy. Couple of months into their relationship L finds out he’s pregnant (maybe he’s sick?). He’s devastated. He cannot believe that he’s going to lose the first guy he actually likes. So he hides the pregnancy for weeks. Eventually it is too obvious to hide so he has to tell H. (Maybe end up in the hospital?) H is super supportive and falls in love with the baby instantly. Lots of pregnancy/breeding kink after that. Would be good to see the aftermath of the birth too! Especially with H already talking about getting L pregnant again ❤️

55 - Harry is a professional kickboxer who has a gym where he trains puppies and adults. Louis is a single mom with a puppy and would like to learn the basics to be able to protect his puppy. 

(abo and feminine louis would be appreciated :))

56 - au where mpreg is normal and some people are born carriers

Harry is 31 and a successful lawyer in a city. He doesn't do serious relationships, just casual hook ups. His best friend is a carrier and a single parent for a 6 month old baby girl. Unfortunately he dies in an accident, so being the Godfather Harry takes in the baby.. he doesn't have much time nor experience to take care of the baby. Insert nanny louis he's 25 and completed a child nursing course kinda? So he hires him and there's steaming romance, smut, a lot of kinky smut, but Harry makes it clear that there's no strings attached. Eventually when the baby turns 1 louis finds himself pregnant and doesn't tell that to harry but starts avoiding him. 

When Harry gets to know it Lou is already 3 months in and Harry suggests him to abort the child, but Louis wants to have it so there's some angst. Louis decides he'll quit the job but Harry can't take care of the baby alone and the baby loves louis sm so he requests him to stay. He does but he hates Harry and avoids him. When the child is born Harry regrets everything and wants to live together with both the babies and louis. There's some angst, some romance and a happy ending

57 - Harry is the man of the moment, he is a singer and he is touring, he is also married and has a baby with Louis who can be an ex model or something different (a pretty Louis) and he left a month ago bc of his tour and Louis can’t handle their 6 month old baby so whenever the baby is crying he opts to just get them in the car and play harry’s songs, one day he was at his limit so decides calling Harry’s assistant to get them a plane to Harry’s tour, they surprise harry on tour and baby gets immediately happy just by seeing his daddy.

58 - Where Louis is a hybrid cat in a world where his kind is rejected, that's why he has lived on the street since he was 12 years old. Now 8 years after all the things he has lived, he was found by Harry, a firefighter, after he responded to a call of a fire near where louis was living (an alley with a small house made of cardboard boxes in the middle of the dumpster). lou was meowing because he was very cold and very hungry. Seeing him so sad and alone harry decides to help him and take him with him, louis at first doesn't want to because he is afraid and he already had an ugly experience where someone tried to abuse him, but seeing that harry seems to be a good person and has good intentions he decides to go with him.  It is here where their story begins, harry teaching him many things that the kitten doesn't know (the internet, cell phones, television, etc.) even helping him to speak since lou doesn't know how to do it very well and he doesn't want to say a word either. After a while, they both start to fall in love and Lou has her first time with Harry. In one of lou's heats they do it again and this is where he gets pregnant, what they don't know is that hybrids can have more than 1 baby, later they find out that Lou is expecting 3 hybrid babies. I want the story to be full of fluff, love and kinky smut, with sexual tension, I want louis to be a little obsessed with harry and his cock and having sex with him since he liked his first time, also I want them both to be jealous especially louis since harry being a sexy fireman there are many people who are interested in harry. Possessive H and even more so with lou pregnant, pregnancy kink, belly kink, lactation kink, 69 position, louis wearing panties and being feminine, wearing very tender maternity clothes please.

59 - Fic where louis has suffered a miscarriage and he meets a heartbroken Harry who has a newborn and louis helps him with breastfeeding and taking care of the baby and they heal each other and fall in love.

60 - A fic where louis is 33 years old, in the process of divorce and is an omega milf with a 5 year old puppy. He is a very successful mom, as he is the editor of one of the most important magazines in the UK. Harry, a 20 year old alpha, wins an internship at Louis' place of work and it is here that they meet. Harry falls in love with Lou and even more so because he has a thing for milfs, but Lou ignores him because he knows he is much older than him and he doesn't agree with that and he has a son so he doesn't want anything to do with Harry. Harry doesn't give up and does everything to make louis fall in love and have something with him, this starts with a lot of sexual tension and them fucking in secret but louis always in denial to have something more with the boy, until one day they decide to do it bare and lou gets pregnant, he doesn't know what to do because first, he is very much in love with harry and second he is afraid that he will leave him because he will realize that he is very young and has a lot to do with his life, so he hides the pregnancy and when harry finds out because of his different smell louis lies to him and tells him that it's not his baby. Harry gets angry and thinks he "cheated" on him with his husband (since he hasn't divorced him yet because the alpha doesn't want to leave Louis) and leaves him, Harry continues with his internship because he needs it and ignores Louis. It's 4 months of angst for both of them, harry seeing his omega everyday with a puppy who is not his and louis somewhat depressed and tired of having to carry a baby in his belly and taking care of another little one by himself. louis' still husband shows up at his office because he keeps begging him not to leave him, they fight and when he tries to hit lou harry goes to defend him and that's when in the argument he finds out that the baby is his. From here the author can decide how to continue with the story, but make it a happy ending please. I would like a jealous harry who is very obsessed with lou's body, even more when he is pregnant, kinky smut, harry calling lou's dick a clitoris because it is too small, his hole a pussy and well practically feminization in its maximum splendor, that Lou also wears sexy working clothes (dresses that highlight his figure and sets with skirts). There may even be a scene where harry meets and takes care of louis' puppy and they get along very well, so much so that one day the puppy calls harry "dad" because his dad never spends much time with him and so confuses the puppy.

61 - Louis is a single mom of a 5 years old girl and has literally dedicated every second of the past five years to his daughter. He is just now starting to go out with his friends more and it is during one of his nights out that he meets Harry. They go out to get to know each other properly and Louis immediately tells Harry about his daughter and the fact that she will always come first. Harry doesn't have a problem with that and they become serious. Fast-forward a few months later Louis figures it's time for Harry to meet his daughter, except it doesn't go according to their expectations (the little girl doesn't open up with H and it's really awkward). It happens multiple times which leads to Louis breaking up with Harry because he wants someone his daughter likes and that's not the case with him. Somehow Harry conquers the girl and gets to have Louis (cute moments between the girl and H where they do things for Louis).

62 - Harry and Louis are married and have a 3 year old and a new born baby. After having their second child Louis really let’s himself go. He doesn’t shower as often, looks tired all the time. Gained weight, never wants to have sex. Harry although still madly in love with his husband can’t handle being ignored or not having sex so one night he ends up sleeping with a coworker resulting on a continuous affair. Louis finds out and divorces Harry. Harry does everything he can to win Louis’ love back. Louis knows Harry still loves him but is so heartbroken. He decides to change. He takes his life back and spends more time with his children. He also starts working out, starts dressing more revealing (such as crop tops, tight jeans, shirts etc) he even gets his belly button pierced. After a while he even begins to date and ends up dating a guy but despite dating him for a little bit he knows he’ll never love him the way he still loves Harry. Everything else is up to the author.

do’s: single mom slash milf louis (late twenties) and new next-door neighbor harry (early twenties). homosexual louis & bisexual harry. Harry plays with louis’ kid (name the kid “Moon” if it's okay). sharing a bed. Louis wears Harry's clothes that are way too big for him. lactation kink, anal & rimming/face-sitting. angst with a happy ending. fluff (crack as well if the author can). abo or not abo is fine. a love triangle is okay as long as it's a larry endgame.

don’ts: bp louis, infidelity, mcd

63 - L&H in an established relationship where Louis is 5 months pregnant and the pheromones have made him horny as hell, it gets even worse when he wakes up and walks into his kitchen and sees his sexy husband fixing her sink with his shirt off. Maybe he has a fetish for men fixing things. Hot and kinky smut please. Harry calling lou a sexy milf while doing it and obviously the pregnancy kink stuff with h telling l about wanting to keep him full of his babies.

64 - Where Lou is a 24-year-old who moves to New York to work, he never planned to have children or get married. For that reason he never had very long relationships and had mostly one night stands. One day he meets Harry at a nightclub, they talk, get along well and when they arrive at Harry's apartment a little drunk, they fuck without realizing that they don't use protection. After that they don't talk to each other anymore, 2 months pass and Louis finds out he is pregnant, but since he never saved Harry's number and almost doesn't even remember his face, he decides to continue with his maternity on his own. After another 4 months he meets up with Harry again at the place where Louis works (the author decides where) but neither of them remember that they knew each other before because they were very drunk at the time, so they go out on a date, they fall in love and Harry doesn't care that Louis is pregnant so they become a couple. From there they begin a story full of discoveries about the pregnancy and louis being happy to start a family with harry. When lou meets harry's friend he is surprised to see again the boy that his friend never stopped looking for after that night together and even more when he sees that he is pregnant and it is because of him that lou and harry remember that they already knew each other and that the baby belongs to both of them. What's missing from the story is up to the author to decide, that the scenes that have smut are sexy and hot and that Harry is very obsessed with seeing Louis with his huge belly and the milk coming out of her tits.

65 - Au inspired by the tiktok page meals she eats where Harry starts a tik tok page where he cooks meals that will help Louis get pregnant. When they eventually do and the baby is born Harry starts making videos where he dresses matching with his child. Lots of doting Harry. Like, sickly in love with louis!

66 - H is some type or rich guy (could be abo?) maybe a CEO or an aristocrat. He meets Louis who is the opposite of him. Barely makes meets end. Harry doesn’t really care and they start dating. Pretty early in the relationship Louis finds out he’s pregnant. All of Harry’s friends are kind of assholes who try to convince Harry that it was all a plot so that Louis could be settled for life financially. Louis suffers because of this. (They could be talking to Louis without Harry knowing?) Harry will take no slander to Louis and will protect him and their relationship. Caring H and super protective.

67 - Louis being an omega and footballwife who accompanies his alpha Harry to each of his games with his cute puppy. He always supports him and gets excited when Harry scores on the field and Harry dedicates his goals to his beautiful babies. A plus if there is a scene of lou and h fucking in the locker room because harry wants to fill lou with his puppies.

68 - Just Harry going feral after seeing his pregnant Lou in a bikini while sunbathing in their house swimming pool.

69 - A Daddy's little girls au with Harry as Monty and Lou as Julia. If there are some parts of the movie that the author doesn't like it's okay they can change them. It'd be amazing if the girls call Lou "mommy" at some point.

70 - Want something apocalyptic like independence day, 2012 these old sci-fi movies(alien invasion, tsunami etc) Lou preggs? (if it works for the story) and with more kids, husband Harry being some kind of authority? Maybe they get separate, struggling to find each other, Louis and their older kids being badass, lots of action and a happy ending for the world pls lol

71 - Louis or Harry is an alien and having babies 🥺

But I prefer a cute alien Louis, maybe he glows in the dark or something in his body changes color according to his emotions (eyes?) or his skin very lightly glows the color, and he's here to experience love? Or on a mission? And get pregnant with Harry's babies, just some cute interspecies family (could be like in marvel universe that we know that other species exists, or is up to you guys writers) 

72 - PLEASE AN AVATAR FIC THE WORLD NEEDS IT NEEDS ITTTTTT

Avatar by James Cameron by the way, for the love of God 🙏

73 - High school pregnancy struggle

Popular OR nerdy cute Louis

Badboy don't care about anything OR popular Harry

Cliche fic like the old days please

74 - Louis and Harry have been dating since the freshman year of high school, there last year in high school Harry moves back to England where his family is from promising Louis that he would come back for him, but that promise never comes.   5 years later Harry decides to reach out to Louis in hopes of maybe rekindling a friendship with him but by then Louis is a different person, not really wanting anything to do with Harry. But Harry being his stubborn self won’t let Louis go this time. (Have Louis have a child that Harry doesn’t know about until one day Harry sees him with the kid) makes H wonder if maybe it’s his kid (which they are)

75 - where L and H play on the same team and Louis is returning to play after having a baby with her husband/alpha Harry. scenes of them celebrating with their baby after winning a match, of H defending L from the opposing team, of them playing with their baby on the court and being the crowd's favorite family (and if the author wants scenes of pregnant L going to watch the matches).

76 - Harry Styles is the renowned criminologist newly arrived in Doncaster to solve the series of murders that have been haunting the town and try to find the culprit behind the crimes. In one of his interviews with witnesses he comes across a little omega with a starry-eyed stare and a cute three-month-old belly. Worried about the danger that surrounds him, he sets out to take care of the boy until the case is solved, not knowing that the passing of the months would lead him to fall in love with him and the puppy that was about to be born. In that town where he only hoped to find one more case for his work, he ended up finding the family he had longed for. (Prompt 10 of LFF 2022)

77 - We're the Miller's au where in the end they (h&l) adopt the two kids

78 - Divorced h & l share custody of their kids. H is getting married L is sad, but a vacation with the family ends up in them rekindling their relationship (feminine loui, jealous Louis, cocky harry) side plot men their neighborhood all have crush on loui

79 - Pretty omega louis goes on a seaside vacation with husband and son, and rugged alpha fisherman Harry runs a sushi restaurant there. (this harry) (louis has a boypussy)

80 - Alpha Harry always knows his daughter-in-law (omega louis) is pretty, but things got worse lately, louis was pregnant with his son's baby and that fat ass got plumper and juicier. (louis has a boypussy)

81 - Louis’ partner dies, and since the husband (dead) was the only provider he had, he responds to an ad in the paper for a wife needed. Harry was a lonely man, living on a farm. It was about time he found a wife, who he hopes he will be able to love, so he puts an ad in the paper. Based on historical times if possible :)

82 - I would love to read an "The Incredibles" AU of Harry as Mr. Incredible and Louis as Elastigirl, and their kids as super powers too, would be AWESOME! ABO or MPreg.

83 - A fluffy and "found a family" fanfic, ABO or not (but preferably ABO), in which Louis and Harry are best friends secretly in love with each other, but who are destined to become a family or something more when a baby is left on their doorstep on a cold December night.

84 - Where Harry is a cold and apathetic CEO to everyone and that everyone in his office thinks he must be a horrible person and they only know that he is married because of the ring on his finger (if it is abo, it could be the bite or the smell too) and even so they wonder how a human being of that level of coldness can be married.  One day, there is a big party at his company, an event where he can take his family and then everyone is surprised how sweet his wife (louis) is and how playful and silly he is with his kids.

85 - Where louis is a newly graduated doctor and is a few days in the emergency area, one day a 19 year old boy enters the emergency room with a newborn baby with a high fever both with tears in their eyes, louis helps the boy and his baby and discovers that the boy is a young first-time father and that his old girlfriend didn't want the baby so she left the child with the father (it can be abo if you want, I have no preference)

86 - A fic where Lou is a punk rock princess and he has a band (the name can be chosen by the author) where Harry is the guitarist and they have a secret romance. I want the fic to talk about their tour, have sexual tension between h and l, have h get jealous and possessive every time lou gets off stage and lets the fans touch him and punish him for it in his dressing room. That in one of his adventures lou is pregnant and that's why everyone finds out who is the father (h obviously) and lou continues with his tour in that state, that you can see his cute belly with the clothes he always wears (crop tops and short and sexy things) like the ones in this image)

87 - ABO Harry dilf silver fox and louis sexy milf with their twin puppies (2 years old) make the two of them be a hot and very sexy couple. Smut kinky, lactation kink and that they are very loving with their babies and harry can't stop wanting to get lou pregnant, that's why lou gets pregnant again, so it's a story of them taking care of their twins and h taking care of lou because he is pregnant again. And that h is a successful business owner and lou is a model.

88 - A fic based on this tiktok and all the journey about the pregnancy of lou and h taking care of them, being the protective and possessive husband.

89 - Just 19 louis and 19 harry being young parents id love to see it!

90 - Harry is a single dad, living a carefree life together with his son. Louis’ past has made him anxious and shy. The Styles’ feel like they could help him.

91 - Canon divergence. Everything is basically the same (events leading up to December 2022) except, well, Louis is pregnant. His belly starts showing at one of the shows and the fans start to notice. They joke about him going to be a mum soon but little do they know, they're actually right.

Main pairing is Louis and Harry

They haven't officially come out yet but are still together and publicly talk (they're both very active on twitter)

Fluff. Lots of fluff and domesticity. Discussion about starting a family, shopping for baby clothes, picking names, trying (and failing) to hide the growing baby bump—neither of them is subtle in hiding it as well, morning sickness, Louis laughs whenever someone calls him mum, etc...

The internet is losing their shit

It's up to you if you want the kid to be a boy or a girl (or maybe both??? 😱)

Just L and H becoming parents while dealing with the spotlight.

92 - Where single mother Louis comes back to town with a kid, everyone wants to know who the father is (including Louis), turns out it was Harry (but not even Harry knew that). could be some drug involved idk. could be friends to enemies to lovers too

93 - Uni AU! Harry is the football captain, Louis is a cheerleader, they are both secretly sleeping together and no one knows about it until louis randomly gets pregnant but they’re excited because they’re in love and they go through the experiences of finding how to stabilize their impending parenthood and lovely relationship.

94 - Louis and Harry are both famous, but they’re exes. They are seen again on live TV where they are playing fill your guts or spill your guts, louis asks harry how good he is in bed, he says 10 of course, they finish the game. Backstage they start to talk again, plan to hang out, start to go on dates over the course of a few months, starts to date again after like 3-4 months of talking, as their relationship progresses, louis gets pregnant, harry writes a song about how good in bed louis is, they have a maternity shoot as the cover of vogue and the rest is entirely up to you.

95 - LOUIS MILF AU: Harry is a 25 alpha rockstar singer who loves to sleep around cocky, arrogant, feisty and doesn't believe in real love (pls long hair beefy),  enter Louis a sensual confident sexy and caring Milf 36 years old mom of a 3 years old pup Laurie, shy and mute fan on Harry and worst: a successful Yves Laurent stylist and the next personal stylist of Harry after Alessandro leaves Gucci. 

They start as casual sex because Louis didn't want to commit because he fear his son would become affectionate to Harry and this would overcome his job. After all,  they fall  in love with all the consequences. 

Feat possessive overprotective harry and minx seductive Louis.

Harry and Laurie have many sweet fluffy moment "father-son"

Laurie is Henry Cavill's son, is up to the author to include him also as a rival to Harry.

96 - ARRANGED MARRIAGE AU: Harry (long hair pls) is the pack Alpha of the most important powerful tribe in Britain and Louis is the pack Luna  given to marry him and bear his pups. The only problem? Harry is the perfect leader: fearful, caring, charismatic, but he isn't interested in a mate and prefers discretely to sleep around to satisfy his rut and the necessity he wants. Louis is pure and virgin but fierce and doesn't want a marriage without love. Enemies to lovers. With a tone of jealous and possessive Harry and primal ritual and sex. It would be cute a side alpha to make Harry jealous like Michael.

97 - Fluffy fic with sweet, soft mommy louis and harry who's his boyfriend and their little newborn pup (very vague but..)

98 - Pregnant housewife louis' hormones are acting up and he misses harry who's a busy CEO and he wants his attention so he starts acting bratty and harry gets annoyed (idk maybe L riles him up during his meeting or something because H won't pay attention to him)

99 - Harry and Louis have been together for quite some years and have a newborn child. Not long after their birth Harry, a successful (any job) has to get back to work while Louis stays at home. Even though it was Louis' choice, when Harry starts neglecting his family, he cannot help but feel desolate. Harry never spends time with them, leaves early in the morning and comes home late, doesn't help Louis around the house and even their sex life is at pause. Not only that but he also arrives late at family dinners or hang outs with Louis' friends (and a lot of bad things) embarrassing Louis. Louis can't take it anymore when something bad happens (either to his child or something else) and Harry doesn't make an effort to be there. How and if they rekindle is up to the author but please if there's a happy ending make Harry work for forgiveness and don't make Louis instantly caving in.

100 - Established relationship H&L. Out of the blue Louis starts ignoring Harry, his advances, his touches and gets sadder every day. Basically Louis is gaining weight and that makes him uncomfortable with himself and around Harry. Louis really tries to avoid any sexual/any type of touch, being naked around him etc. The truth is Louis is pregnant but just doesn't realize. It could be abo with Harry noticing the different smell but wanting Louis to tell him he's pregnant himself hence why he doesn't confront him, but that's just an idea.

101 - They've been trying to conceive for four months, with no avail. Louis is feeling more broody by the day. Flicking through forums and magazines in the midst of his working day when they pop up on his social media writing accounts only make Louis want to be a mother even more. Being a writer is a dream he always wanted, so landing a role as an author suits him perfectly. He can choose his working hours alongside the topic, meaning most of Louis' work revolves around same sex love relationships. He's a romantic at heart.

His husband of two years and six months, Harry, is a full time mechanic. He's previously worked further afield, but when the pair decided to try for a baby, Harry realized he needs to be closer to home. And so, opening up his own business provides both stability and close geographical distance. It works.

Working from home suits Louis to the ground, with a sense of relief that he can continue working somewhat during his trimesters - even up to the birth if he so wishes.

All hope seems to be lost though, with every failed conception. Louis is tired of being prodded, examined and poked. He's about to give up hope, but wavers when he inhales the scent of Harry's burnt toast. Normally, that would turn his stomach no end, but not on this particular day. And for a moment, Louis wonders, if just maybe he's carrying a bundle of joy after all.

102 - ABO where louis is an omega, single mother, the baby is only a few months old when they move in next to harry. He and Harry become friends and etc etc. Where Louis's baby is immediately soothed by harrys scent and his alpha. Like they are destined to be father and son/daughter.

(Idk something like that, about destiny, could include a bit of "magic/supernatural" elements regarding like soulmates, soulbonds, scents and destiny)

Ps: sorry for my messy prompt idea, good luck to everyone writing!!)

103 - Mom Louis who has a cute little girl and meets silver fox Harry. Harry isn’t good with kids but for a reason Louis’ daughter really likes him. Alpha Harry/ Omega Louis.

104 - College AU (ABO)

Louis is always sleeping around. All the men want him and he knows it. Until at a party he meets Harry, the alpha is handsome, big and strong, but very shy. Louis talks and flirts with him and then takes him to his room. Harry tells him it's his first time and Louis gives his best to make it unforgettable. After that they meet in the halls, classes and end up being friends with benefits. They fuck in many places (includes somewhere in college) and enjoy it until Louis notices a change in his smell, he doesn't tell Harry out of fear and starts ignoring him. Harry tries to find him and talk to him until he succeeds. The Omega tells him what happened crying and very scared, but Harry comforts him, they decide to have the baby and then everything flows with a cute mommy Louis, talking to his baby, finding clothes for her, feeding her and spoiling her and Harry being a strong daddy assembling her crib, fitting her room, changing her diapers, etc.

I would like to see a feminine and horny Louis and also a shy Harry, but learning to be dominant in bed (tags: happy ending, feminization, dirty talk, rimming, overstimulation and all things smutty).

105 - Omega Louis becomes a porn star with no choice, he has to raise his pup up. Louis often plays as a cheating milf wife in porn, he was very shy at first, but got fucked too well by those big beefy co-workers, he is a cockslut now. tags : boypussy louis, 2 cocks in pussy, both holes filled.

106 - Nick and jess au where harry as nick is irresponsible and lazy but he does everything for louis to make him happy and louis as jess a school vice principal super upbeat and colorful and quirky and super responsible anyway their friends have a kid like ruth where her and nick bicker like little kids but they love each other and louis really wants a kid especially when he sees harry and ruth together but harry isn’t sure if he’s ready yet.

107 - After the pics of the baby blue sweater vest i just can’t unsee father of two harry so please i need a very domestic fic where they have a 6 year old daughter and a 8 month old and louis works from home so he’s always with the baby and harry is maybe like a teacher so he picks up their daughter from school everyday and sometimes he has to stay for a few hours longer and she’s there with him and then when they get home harry immediately takes the baby off louis’ hands so he can shower, refresh all that stuff and then they make dinner together and yk that dad thing where they grab the kid from the armpits and kinda flies them around then sits her on the chair for dinner he’s that i need that and then sometimes they have someone babysit so they can have a romantic night in just the two of them.

108 - AU normal married couple with kids and they’re going through some tough times bc one of them (it can be either) hates their job and they want to do something else something they’re more passionate about but it will take some time, maybe they won’t get payed for a while or payed very little or maybe it’s far like jim and pam from The Office.

109 - AU where louis’ dad hates harry yk like in those het couples where the dad hates the daughters husband so harry is always seeking his approval and respect but he tries too hard so he makes a fool of himself like phill dunphy and claire’s dad in modern family. (Add the kids in here cause otherwise there is no mommy Lou)

110 - AU where louis and harry adopt a baby and everyone says louis is the mom (bc he stays home with the baby and stuff like that) but louis doesn’t really like that but then one day (and this is the scene i imagine) they’re in the kitchen facetiming their family one of their moms or smth and louis has the baby in his arms and the subject comes up again where they refer to louis as the mom and harry is like cmon he said he doesn’t like it and louis is a tiny bit annoyed but then the baby out of nowhere says it’s first word and it’s mama to louis and then he gets all emotional and has to leave the room with the baby and harry waits a minute turns off the phone and goes see if he’s okay and louis now accepts being mama.

111 - Alpha harry has had many sex partners, all of them curious why he prefer to be little spoon, some say he just likes to lie on women with big breasts, some say he has an oedipus complex, well, maybe he has, but the culprit is his childhood nanny louis.

No one knows he was bullied in primary school, though now 24 he is charming and beefy.

Everytime he comes home crying, omega louis would give him the softest cuddle, lull him to sleep and everytime when louis' pretty face gets closer, when his hourglass curve is outlined by the clothes, there's some strange feeling coming up. Then he notices Louis starts smoking, starts wearing loose clothes to hide his dainty body. One night he saw a tall strong man forcing him to resign from his work, they arguing but their body touching, all of this happened right at harry's house porch. Shortly after, his mom told him she will find another nanny for him.

12 years later, he met louis again, he still beautiful at his 30, still shy when he told him pretty. Harry couldn't resist his years of desire, they fuck at that night. Then he knows that Louis was pregnant with his ex' pup, but that man emotionally abused him. Finally he made up his mind and broke up with him not long ago.

Harry knows Louis desperately needs to be loved, but he can't stop his jealousy of that man. Everytime they fuck, the images of louis being like a bitch in heat to pleases that man is keep coming up his head. He wonders how beautiful Louis would be when he's slutty. Harry doesn't care if it hurts Louis, he pretends to be bored when he gets his cock ridden, then Louis really pleases him like a little bitch afraid of being abandoned.

112 - ABO universe - Alpha Harry, Omega Louis and Louis's adopted son Noah (alpha). Kid belongs to Louis' sister who died mysteriously. Louis and Noah arrive in Styles territory with pack leader Harry. Harry is very strict and doesn't smile a lot (a nonsense kind of person) but falls in love at first sight with Louis. Soft only for Louis and Noah. Olivia is a bad person who might be the daughter of councilman of Harry and wants to marry Harry, but Harry doesn't pay any mind to her. Later, Harry wants to marry Louis and adopt Noah and pass his alphaship to Noah after his retirement. 

Problems start when Noah's biological father (who is the villain and is the alpha of the enemy pack of Harry's) comes into the picture to take Noah. In actuality he wants to forcibly take Louis as his mate. That's why Louis was running away with Noah from time to time.

Don't want - any past relationship (even its mention) of both Louis and Harry. No cheating. 

Want - passionate love story with going against all odds.

113 - ABO - Pack alpha & rich Harry. Louis with son Noah. Louis' brother is getting married (probably Niall/Zayn) to Harry's cousin (maybe Liam). In the beginning, Louis dislikes Harry because of minor misunderstandings (like he is a playboy and rich brat) but Harry falls for Louis. Now Harry wants to marry Louis also and adopt Noah but his mother doesn't want him to marry a middle-class omega with a child and instead wants him to marry Olivia to maintain high status in society but Harry considers her only as a friend. Olivia tries to create misunderstandings between H & L but fails. Later she joins hands with Noah's biological father to remove Louis from his way. Noah's father kidnaps Louis and Noah but later, Harry saves them and his mother also accepts them. 

Don't want - any past relationship (even its mention) of both Louis and Harry. No cheating. 

Want - passionate love story with going against all odds.

114 - Omega Louis is one of the most popular boys (part of a sorority) in uni and so is alpha Harry (part of frat). Harry also has the biggest ever crush on Louis like he’s obsessed with him and his scent please. There’s a prank battle that goes on between the frat and sorority and one night the frat brothers decide it would be a genius idea for the head of the frat (Harry) to sneak into the sorority and get some dirt as the sorority girls are super secretive. When he sneaks in he’s super surprised to find that the secret they’ve all been hiding is that omega Louis has a baby and they all help him take care of it and support him. Harry also gets caught but promises he won’t tell if Louis goes on a date with him. Naturally Louis despite being stubborn about it at first agrees to go on said date and yeah whatever the writer wants from there to happen. Give me himbo, flirty Harry being just ditsy and adorable and obsessed with Louis.

115 - Louis is pregnant and insecure with his body but his partner is in love with how he looks and tries to convince him of it every day.

#bottom louis #loummyfest #fic fest #fanfic #louis bottom #prompts #lff2023

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Say My Name

Pairing: Jason Todd/Reader, Dick Grayson/Reader

Genre: Porn With Plot

Word Count: 14,085 words haahahaha i’m so sorry for the length i lost track of how long it was

Summary:  Reader is heartbroken over Jason, so she goes to Dick for comfort. The two start a FWB relationship to distract reader from pining over the love of her life.

A/N: Hey guys! This is a special and different announcement. I just made a ko-fi account. If you'd like to support me and my coffee drinking habits please feel free to donate as much or as little as you want, or not at all! It's just a tipping service :) To anyone who does donate however, thank you so much, you have no idea how much it means to my broke ass lmao hope you enjoy this one. It's pretty long (again, I’m sorry, I really have no idea how it got so long)

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“Woah, what's wrong? Why are you crying?” Dick worried as soon as he opened the door. “Come in, sweetheart.”

You hiccuped and step inside his dark room, standing awkwardly and trying to wipe the tears from your eyes.

“Come here. Tell me what's wrong?” he pulled you into a warm hug. You buried your face in his chest, bunching your fists into his shirt.

You heard Dick sigh after getting no response from you.

“How can I help?” he offered.

You looked up at him, his sharp chiseled outline dimly illuminated by the moonlight coming in from his window. Even in the darkness you could make out how his eyebrows were knitted into a frown, his lips tight with caution.

You could feel his heat radiating, his heartbeat on your palms which were now flat against his chest. Through wet lashes, you tried to convey what you wanted with your eyes, only to have him look even more confused.

So you pulled him by the shirt and kissed him hard on the lips, forcing his to part, throwing your arms around his neck shamelessly.

“Mmmpf,” he let out a surprised cry. Yet, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer, responding to your kiss, until he finally realised what was happening.

“Woah, woah, woah,” he stopped you, “Not that I haven't thought about this since forever, but are you sure you're alright? Tell me what's wrong.”

“Please, Dick,” you sniffled, “Make me forget about him. Just for tonight.”

“Who?” he frowned.

You didn't answer.

“Who hurt you, sweetheart?” he asked gently, his hand went up to caress your cheek.

“He didn't do it on purpose,” you sighed sadly.

He didn't know that you've been in love with him for 6 years, he didn't know that he was the subject of all your daydreams and fantasies, he didn't know that having his hands all over another girl would hurt you.

“Just make me forget, please?” you begged the man whom you considered your best friend, your confidant, even an older brother.

“I don't want to take advantage of you when you're emotionally vulnerable,” he protested, despite his arms tightening around you.

“I want you tonight, Dick, please,” you tried, “I- I need you. Just for tonight.”

Dick looked at you intensely, his gaze piercing your eyes, making sure you're in the right mind. Your head was clear, it was just your heart that was crushed.

“Okay,” he tilted your head up, “I’ll make you forget.”

He bunched your hair in his fists and gently tugged your head back to expose your neck, and then started softly kissing your skin, nipping at your earlobe, licking at your pulse.

“I’ll make sure my name is the only one you're screaming tonight,” he whispered, hot breath leaving goosebumps on your skin.

His hands started to roam your body, squeezing your ass, going underneath your shirt to unclasp your bra and then tossing it away. His hands moved to cup your breasts, kneading them. He groaned into your mouth as you prodded his with your tongue, wanting to taste him.

The two of you were panting desperately, your body writhing against his, seeking friction to relieve the pressure you felt between your legs. You could feel his length grow harder and harder underneath the constraints of his boxers, rubbing against your lower tummy.

He pulled off your shirt, exposing your breasts, then slipped you out of your shorts smoothly. You tugged at his shirt as well, trying to rip it off him so you could finally feel his hard body against yours. He helped you take off his clothes, his boxers gone along with everything else.

Once you were both standing naked, grinding and twisting your bodies against each other, you pushed him back hard so he collapsed on his bed.

You immediately went to straddle him, his hands automatically flying to your waist, rubbing up and down your body. You started rubbing your pussy lips all over his long shaft.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned, “You’re leaking all over my cock, baby.”

“That’s the idea. And you’d have to question your own sexual history if I wasn’t this wet,” you smirked at him, appreciating the way he looked beneath you. His eyes were hooded, his hair sticking to his forehead, his muscular body covered by a light sheen of sweat that reflected whatever light there was coming from outside.

“You usually this snarky when you’re going to fuck someone?” he grinned.

You raised your hips and guided his cock to your entrance before sinking down slowly, feeling him stretching you wide, feeling him rub against your walls, feeling him already touching your sweet spot.

The both of you moaned softly, careful not to make much noise.

“Only when I’m on top,” you breathed a reply. You started moving your hips, your mouth falling slack at the pleasure the friction brought you.

“Shit, you look so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, hands cupping your heaving breasts, “Your tits look so amazing. Wanted to see them for so long.”

“Really?” you managed to ask despite the ecstasy you were feeling.

“Yeah,” he hummed, “But I made you a promise.”

You slowed down, trying to remember what he said, tilting your head to one side in curiosity.

Suddenly, he grabbed you by the waist and then with strength, flipped you over so that he was now on top of you, without taking his cock out. You let out a small squeak at the surprise, which was muffled by a heated, wet kiss.

He rested his forehead against yours, and growled lowly, “I told you that my name will be the only one you’ll be screaming tonight.”

Then, he started pounding into you, whipping his hips with a force that kept on knocking the breath out of you again and again.

“Dick!” you moaned vulgarly, “Fuck, Dick, fuck!”

“That’s it, baby,” he rasped, “Say my name.”

“Dick!” you repeated, his name like a mantra to keep you focused on reality. The fact that he was bent over on top of you, his broad shoulders engulfed you, his arms propping himself up was next to your head- you felt that you were truly consumed by Dick Grayson that night.

“You’re so wet and warm for me, sweetheart,” he continued, “You take my cock so well.”

You could only whine in response. You couldn’t believe that the Golden Boy Dick Grayson had such a filthy mouth.

“You like my cock, baby?” he asked, “Tell me you like my cock.”

“I like your cock, Dick!” you mewled, feeling your high coming onto you faster and faster.

“That’s a good girl,” he purred, “I can feel you clench around me. You wanna come, sweetheart?”

“Yes!” you sobbed, “Yes, Dick, please let me come!”

“Alright, come for me baby,” he choked as he chased his own high, “Come all over my cock like a good girl.”

“Dick,” you let out a long whine before you shut your eyes at the intense burning you felt, your vision white, gasping for air as you felt your pussy flutter, clenching at his shaft.

“Fuck, baby, fuck,” you heard Dick moan distantly as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm.

When you came down, Dick withdrew his cock and then spilled all over your body, strings of hot creamy liquid squirting on your breasts, catching on your nipple, pooling in your belly button.

“Shit,” he sighed against your lips, giving you another sweet kiss.

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

He got off you and tried to reach for his shirt on the floor. He wiped you down with it, giving you an apologetic smile that you found endearing.

“Goddamn, you’re amazing,” he pulled you into his arms, spooning you from behind.

“Was it true what you said earlier?” you asked curiously, “Did you really think of me before this?”

“Of course,” he chuckled, “I’m sure all of us did at one point. But I never stopped thinking, you know? You’re kinda my guilty pleasure.”

“I’m your spank bank, is that it?” you giggled.

“You don’t know how sexy you look when you walk around the house in those booty shorts and tank tops,” he accused you. “Shit. I don’t think I’d be able to get you out of my head after this.”

“I wish I was the same,” you let out a sad sigh.

You felt Dick still behind you.

“I’m not going to ask…” he trailed off.

You shifted and turned around to face him.

“But you want to,” you pointed it out.

You were close again, lips just inches away from each other.

“Of course I want to,” he started caressing your cheek, “I want to know who hurt you.”

You felt your chest tighten again at the reminder.

You remained silent, just looking into his eyes. But after a few moments, you felt a wave of sleepiness crash over you. You shot up straight, attempting to leave.

“I should go now,” you climbed off the bed.

“No, don’t go,” Dick all but whined at you, “I like to cuddle after sex.”

“I can’t stay here, Dick,” you explained, “If someone saw me leave in the morning looking like this, they’d know we slept together.”

“So?” he said silently.

“So,” you started, “I… Don’t want anyone to know. I mean, we’re not together. It was just a one time thing.”

You started putting your clothes back on. Dick stood up, towering above you.

“It doesn’t have to be,” he suggested, “If- if you need me. I’m at your disposal.”

You bit your lip with uncertainty. “Are you sure?”

“Of course I am, sweetheart,” he pulled you in, “I care about you. If doing this- coming to me- if it helps you, then I’d be happy to do it.”

You looked up at him, feeling the guilt creeping up to you. You knew now that Dick probably felt something for you, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel the same way.

But you knew your heart still belonged to him.

And you knew that you’d just be using Dick.

“Thank you,” you whispered, tiptoeing to give him a peck on the lips, before leaving to your room.

***

There was this really annoying repetitive sound that woke you up from your dreamless sleep.

“You awake?” you heard Dick’s muffled voice behind your closed door. His incessant knocking must have roused you.

You groaned, blinking at the assault of the sunlight in your eyes. “I am now!”

You checked your phone. It was 15 minutes to 10 in the morning.

“Breakfast? Everyone’s already downstairs,” he announced.

“Yeah, yeah, give me ten minutes to get ready,” you told him. You saw the shadow underneath the door disappear. You stared at your ceiling, thinking whether it’d be awkward between you and Dick.

You were dreading breakfast already.

At the dining table, you saw your foster family already seated and eating the pancakes Alfred made. Bruce was reading the paper while sipping on his coffee. You sat down in between Tim and Bruce, directly opposite of Jason. Dick was next to him, and Damian next to Dick.

They looked normal, besides everyone being exceptionally good looking. Money does buy a lot of things, including beauty. No one would suspect that the five sitting down at the table, bickering with each other, were all vigilantes of various background.

You were taken in as Bruce’s ward 6 years ago, after your parents passed away in a car crash. Your father was Bruce’s best friend, and had named Bruce your godfather when you were born. You were still underaged when they died, and didn’t have any other family left. Your father left a will appointing Bruce your legal guardian if anything were to happen.

You’ve been an adult for a while now, but Bruce still wished to take care of you, even paying for your art degree. He looked at you as his own daughter, and you looked at him like a father. Being the odd one out, you never got into that vigilante life.

You knew of them from the very beginning, since you grew up with Dick. He kept no secrets from you, and Bruce trusted you like it was your own secret to keep.

“Good morning,” you yawned while reaching for the pancakes.

“Morning,” mumbled the rest.

Once you were digging happily into your breakfast, you noticed Jason frowning at you. He was wearing a white shirt crumpled from sleep. His hair was messy, his lower lip jutting out in a cute pout that made you want to suck on-

“Wha?” you asked with your mouth stuffed, used to the inappropriate thoughts you had about him.

“You left early last night,” he stated. You didn’t miss how Dick suddenly tuned into your conversation.

“Was sleepy and tired,” you shrugged, avoiding eye contact.

“You could have at least told me you were leaving,” Jason reprimanded you. His almost permanent frown knitted even more tightly together than usual.

“Well, I saw that you were occupied,” you finally looked directly into his eyes, and then smiled, “I didn’t want to bother you.”

He grit his jaw.

“Where were you guys?” Tim interrupted.

“A bar,” you casually answered, “I met Jason there after meeting with the gallery owner.”

“For your exhibition?” Damian asked.

“Mhmm,” you nodded, “They said they liked my art, but they’ll call me to confirm.”

“That’s great!” Tim applauded, “I hope you get some spots.”

“Thanks, me too,” you beamed.

“So the two of you met at a bar?” Dick interrogated.

You narrowed your eyes at him suspiciously.

“What’s it to you?” Jason suddenly said aggressively.

“If you two planned to meet, why did she leave early?” Dick continued.

You exchanged a fleeting moment’s eye contact with Jason before turning to Dick, “I already said I was tired, Dick.”

“And what was Jason so occupied with that you didn’t tell him you were leaving?” he questioned.

An awkward silence filled the table. Jason was now picking at the leftovers on his plate. Out of the corner of your eyes, you could see Bruce’s very small, barely noticeable smirk. He was obviously amused by your exchange.

“He was with a girl,” you decided to answer.

You saw the gears in Dick’s head click, the way he frowned, how his eyes came to the realisation.

You thought he looked a bit frustrated, and sad.

He then turned to Jason. “You left her alone for a girl? After already planning to meet up?”

“In his defense, we had an argument,” you explained. You had said a few harsh words to Jason that made him leave. But you wouldn’t have had to say those things if he wasn’t being an asshole in the first place.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Tim interjected, “Jason was with a girl?”

“I agree with Drake’s surprise,” Damian added, “That is a peculiar behavior for Todd’s standards.”

You felt a squeeze in your heart.

“It’s none of your business who I was with,” Jason growled.

“Jason,” Dick snarled. You were taken aback that he would get angry over this, but you weren’t particularly shocked that Dick could get that way.

He was the eldest, after all. He had some sort of unspoken authority, and everyone silently respected him. He could boss all the younger boys around, though he was usually met with resistance from Jason.

“Why would you leave her alone at a bar?” he demanded. Jason was still playing with his leftovers.

“It’s fine, Dick,” you tried to calm him down, “I got back okay. And I really was tired.”

“No, he’s right,” Jason conceded, now looking at you with his blue eyes, anger gone. “I shouldn’t have left you alone. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. I forgive you,” you hurriedly accepted, “There. Can we move on from this, please?”

“Yeah, like, did you go home with her?” Tim snickered.

You really didn’t want to know, but Jason’s lack of answer confirmed it.

“Holy shit, you did!” Tim exclaimed.

You catched Dick’s gaze.

Fuck, he was looking at you with pity.

“Nothing happened,” Jason huffed, “Can we please stop talking about this?”

“I agree, I do not wish to listen to Todd’s sexual habits,” Damian grimaced.

“Shut up, brat!” Jason shot at him.

“I was agreeing with you!” Damian argued back.

Bruce cleared his throat, stopping the aggressive verbal exchange before it could escalate, “All of you bring the dishes to the back so Alfred doesn’t have to.”

There was a chorus of mumbled agreement from the table. After breakfast, you decided to paint.

Your zone was in your room, near the window where the natural light could pour onto the canvas. You were seated on a stool in front of the easel. You put on your headphones, blocking out the outside world as you stared at the empty canvas.

Tchaikovsky always somehow made you paint with bright pretty colors, usually with smiling faces or fantastical scenery- but you found that happiness in art was boring, and you weren’t feeling particularly joyful that day, least of all the dainty embodiment of Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy, especially after the steaming hot session with Dick the previous night.

So you opted for Debussy. Clair De Lune made you feel more solemn and sombre. You closed your eyes and thought back to the scene at the bar and focused on the guilt you felt when Jason clenched his jaw and glared at you before abruptly leaving you at the table and going to the bar, gritting “I need a drink.”

The shame, embarrassment, the lump that you felt obstructed your throat when you saw him wrap an arm around a girl’s waist as he leaned on to the bar, whispering to her.

How the sight made the blood rush to your ears, drowning out the sound of music and obnoxious drunken laughs with your heartbeat.

She had looked like you- sort of. She had the same color hair, though yours were shorter. She had the same body type- you were more toned while she was curvier. Your facial features were almost the same, except hers was more defined with her expert use of makeup. She was wearing stylish clothes that clung to her body tastefully and accentuated her assets, with perfectly manicured nails that was caressing the fabric of Jason’s leather jacket.

Your chest was tight, and tears were brimming your eyes when you left the bar.

You opened your eyes and chose your palette. An array of dark blues and purples, black, with many shades of gray, so you started painting.

You were lost in your own thoughts for a couple of hours, the sun outside was at its peak in the very rare hot Gotham afternoon.

You were going to make a long brush stroke when you felt something at the crook of your neck, making you jolt in surprise. You tore off your headphones.

“Did I scare you?” Dick’s warm breath fanned your skin. He was bent down, pressing light kisses on your neck, shoulders and back.

“What are you doing, Dick?” you sighed, exposing your neck to give him more access.

“I can’t get you out of my head,” he whispered.

“So are you at my disposal or is it the other way round now?” you smirked.

You felt him grin against your skin. He then straightened up and went to sit on the edge of your bed, facing you.

“So, Jason, huh?” he flopped down, bouncing on the mattress.

You put your brush and palette down to face him, rolling your eyes.

“I’m kind of… frustrated,” he told you.

“Why?” you asked, “You knew I liked someone.”

“The fact that it’s my brother- well,” he started, “It changes everything.”

You just stared at him, his piercing gaze unsettling you, unsure of what to say.

“So tell me what happened last night,” he broke the silence.

“You already have the gist of it,” you said hesitantly.

“I know, but I want to hear the whole story,” he insisted.

You chewed on your lips.

“Fine,” you conceded, “He called me and asked where I was. I said I was already leaving the gallery. He told me to meet him at this bar in Diamond District, since I was close by. So I said yes, and we reached the place at the same time. We met each other at the parking lot and then head inside, but as we were going in, I saw a friend come out.”

“Who?”

“Nick, I met him at an exhibition a couple of months before,” you explained, “So he greeted me, gave me a friendly hug and kiss-”

“A friendly kiss?” Dick interjected, smirking.

“He’s European,” you clarified, eyes narrowing at his insinuation, “It was just a peck on the cheek- friendly stuff. Anyway, that was that. We went in. Then Jason started to get all pissy. He was like ‘I didn’t know you were into snotty pricks like him’ - which was totally uncalled for! I told him that Nikolai was a nice guy and he shouldn’t judge people before getting to know them. But then he kept going on and on about my standards.”

“Standards?”

“Yeah, like,” you elaborated, “‘I didn’t think your standards were that low’.”

Dick let out a low whistle.

“I know, right?” you scoffed, “At that time we were already seated. And God, he wouldn’t shut up about my standards and my apparently bad taste in men, blahblahblah. So, I, uh, said something pretty harsh back.”

“Uh oh,” Dick widen his eyes, “I know how snarky you can be. What did you say?”

“I said, ‘Jason, you may think my standards are low, but it would never stoop so low that I’d go out with someone like you’,” you cringed at yourself.

“Yikes,” Dick chuckled, “You always had a sharp bite, huh?”

“I mean,” you tried to defend yourself, “He was asking for it.”

“He was,” Dick agreed, “But you know how he is. When you said ‘someone like you’, it must have triggered something along the lines of his usual ‘I’m not a good person, I’ve done bad things’ schtick.”

“I know,” you groaned, “I felt bad. The way he was glaring at me, holy shit, if only looks could kill.”

“So is that when he left?”

“Yeah, he said he needed a drink, so he went to the bar. Next thing I knew, he…” you took a deep breath, “He had a girl in his arms. A pretty girl. Flirting with her. He doesn’t usually do that, you know? Which was why it was relatively easy for me to keep it in all these years. But seeing him like that, well. It upset me.”

Dick digested your story. You waited for him to answer.

“Well, from what you told me,” he concluded, “It sounds like he was jealous.”

“Jealous?” you shrilled, “No way. He doesn’t like me. My guess was that he was being an overprotective little shit.”

“But people are usually overprotective over the people they like. Isn’t that a response to or a form of jealousy?” he suggested.

“Dick, you looked like you wanted to strangle him when you found out that he left me alone,” you reminded him, “Doesn’t mean you were jealous or in love with me.”

“Maybe,” Dick entertained, “But I still think he was jealous, so he acted out by flirting with another girl.”

“But why would he act out that way?” you argued. “He didn’t know that it would hurt me. He doesn’t know that I’ve been in love with him since forever.”

“You’re right, maybe he didn’t do it to hurt you,” he pondered, “Maybe he was just trying to distract himself, like how someone tried to do with me?”

“Oh, shut up, you liked it,” you grinned.

“I did,” he smirked, “A lot. Too much, in fact. I want to do it again. And again.”

His expression went darker, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

Dick was hot, sexy, whatever you wanted to call it. You would be lying if you said that you never thought of Dick, your best friend, that way. Especially since the two of you practically grew up together, with your parents being Bruce’s best friend, and Dick being Bruce’s first.

You loved Dick, but ultimately, it was Jason who stole your heart.

“You’re just horny, Dick,” you laughed.

“And you’re not?” he asked back, “Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy last night?”

“What happened last night?”

The both of you snapped your heads toward the door- which Dick had left open. Jason was standing there, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised in curiosity.

“Were you listening in?” you shrieked.

“No,” he frowned, “Was just passing by, going to my room. Heard you guys talking. What happened last night?”

“Nothing,” you answered a little too quickly, “Dick was asking if I enjoyed drinks last night, and I was just going to tell him I didn’t have any drinks last night.”

“I said I was sorry,” he pouted again.

Your expression softened. “I know. And I said it was fine.”

An awkward silence filled the room, as he just looked at you like he was figuring out what to say.

“So…” you slowly began, “Next time, could you, like, knock?”

He didn’t reply immediately, but just started to flicker his gaze between you and Dick. Then, with a scowl, he let out a mumbled “Whatever” and left.

You got up and closed the door, locking it behind you. You glared at Dick, your arms crossed.

“Whoops?” he grimaced.

“Forgetting to close the door is not a very Nightwing thing to do,” you scolded.

“Well, I’m not Nightwing right now,” he shrugged, giving you an annoyingly smug grin, “But I gotta say, I’m quite curious to see how he would react if he knew we slept together.”

“Don’t. You. Dare,” you growled.

“Relax, I’m not gonna say anything,” he raised his hands in surrender. “Mainly because you won’t sleep with me again if I did.”

He gave you his best puppy dog eyes.

“You’re such a horny bastard!” you laughed out loud and pounced at him to tickle his sides. He grabbed your arms before you could reach him, and then wrestled you down, pinning you against the bed with your hands over your head and his body weight ensuring you stay in place below him.

“Only for you, sweetheart,” he kissed the tip of your nose.

“That’s what a boyfriend would say,” you narrowed your eyes.

“But it is also what Dick Grayson would say to his super sexy best friend who rocked his night,” he countered, “I may not be your boyfriend, nor am I in love with you, but I still care, you know? I won’t hurt you. So as long as you’re still interested in our… arrangement, this cock-”

He paused to roll his hips against yours, eliciting a soft moan from you when you felt a flicker of heat between your legs.

“- is only yours.”

Your heart swelled at how thoughtful he was being. He wanted to make you feel as comfortable as possible with your new and unorthodox relationship. He didn’t owe you that kind of exclusivity, nor should he be obligated to offer it to you, yet there he was, doing the most Dick Grayson thing ever.

“Thank you, Dick,” you breathed.

“What are best friends for, right?” he winked.

“Oh, just get off me, you idiot,” you held back a smile, “It’s in the middle of the day.”

He climbed off you and collapsed onto his back next to you.

“Oh, so we’re limiting our steamy sessions to night time? I guess I can work with that,” he teased.

You shook your head, ignoring his jest.

“Do you think he heard us?” you worried.

“He didn’t,” Dick simply stated.

“Are you sure?”

“Am I sure?” he scoffed, “Sweetheart, I’m the second best detective in this house!”

“Not Tim?” you prodded.

He gasped exaggeratedly. “I am so offended.”

“I feel like he can read my mind sometimes, you know?”

“I’m leaving,” he got up and dashed to the door, “I will not take any more of this insult!”

He slammed the door shut. In the distance, you heard him shout, “I will not!”

“Drama queen,” you muttered under your breath and went back to your easel.

***

To say that Dick was clingy would be an understatement.

You didn’t sleep with him again after the first time as his nights were busy with patrol and got back home too late each time.

But during the days, though he acted relatively the same way as he did before, he added more flirty winks, and subtle touches. It got to your nerves at one point because he would shamelessly do it even when everyone else was around.

Of course, he wasn’t being blatantly obvious, but being in a home full of well-trained vigilantes- it made you paranoid.

It was a Saturday evening, and you were sketching out a scene in your book when you heard a knock on your door.

“It’s open,” you announced before slamming your sketchbook shut, away from prying eyes.

“Hey,” you saw Jason peek in, “You busy?”

“No,” you replied, “What’s up?”

“Was wondering if you wanted to grab dinner before I go off for patrol tonight?” he asked, shifting his feet. “My treat.”

“Sure!” your face lit up, “Anything for free food.”

You heard him chuckle, your heart melting at the sound. Your relationship with him became a bit strained because of what happened the previous weekend.

He took you on his bike that night, and even though you’ve been the passenger on his motorcycle countless of times, the close contact still made your heart flutter.

You could feel the hardness of his body as you clutched onto his leather jacket for support. You could smell him- a musky cologne and a very faint smokey scent. You couldn’t see much of the road in front of you because his broad shoulders was blocking the view.

He took you on his bike to a small italian restaurant in Little Italy It was nothing fancy, but you preferred an authentic restaurant with a homemade feel, small tables, and warm lights. You sat at a small table for two, and ordered.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to eat that much right before patrol?” you raised an eyebrow.

He had taken off his jacket, and was wearing a simple black t-shirt with jeans. His hair was messy from the helmet, and his cheeks, nose and ears were slightly red from the cold ride there.

“I gotta have the energy to kick some ass, princess,” he grinned.

“You ordered a whole lasagna and a plate of pasta,” you giggled, “And I’m sure you’re gonna wanna get dessert as well.”

“Hey, I like my food, alright?” he huffed, crossing his arms.

“Well, I can’t really say much to that,” you admitted, “Is this a way to make up to me or something? ‘Coz getting to my heart through my stomach is clever. You know I’m as weak as you are when it comes to food.”

“And I kept that in mind,” he winked, making your stomach flip. His winks always got to you.

“You’re totally, wholeheartedly forgiven then,” you reassured.

“Good,” he nodded, “But, uh, yeah, like I said. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you waved in effort to keep the awkwardness away.

“But actually, I wanted to ask you something as well,” he started.

“Ask away,” you shrugged.

He paused, allowing the waitress to set your drinks down. You started slowly sipping on your coke.

“Are you and Dick together?”

You almost sprayed your drink everywhere.

“W-what?” you sputtered in a fit of hacking coughs.

“I dunno, he’s been acting weird around you lately,” he played with his straw, avoiding eye contact.

“No way in hell!” you denied. You took a deep breath to calm down before you explained. “Look, I can see why you think so. Lately, he’s been annoying, you know? Flirts more than usual. But that’s just how Dick is. He flirts without even realising it. He’s probably just bored whenever he does it.”

“So you’re not together?” he reconfirmed.

“No, Jay,” you insisted, “We’re best friends. That’s it.”

“I see,” he let out a sigh, “Good.”

“You seemed relieved,” you teased, “You jealous, Jay?”

You played with the idea in your head, but it was mostly wishful thinking.

“No,” he replied quickly, “I’m relieved because it’s weird, you know? The two of you. You guys were always there when I was growing up. It’d just be weird, alright? Like if my sister was dating my best friend or something.”

He leaned back onto his chair and looked away.

“So am I your best friend or your sister?” you jibed.

“Best friend,” he looked at you. And with a grin, he added, “Dick’s my sister.”

You laughed. On the bright side, at least he didn’t see you as a sister.

Your food arrived. You were smirking at the large portion Jason was devouring immediately.

“I miss talking to you, Jay,” you smiled, “I like this.”

“Me too, princess,” his eyes softened.

Dick called everyone sweetheart, or darling. But Jason? Jason only called you ‘Princess’. It was his thing that started so long ago, when he was still Robin.

Though you were closer to Dick because he was there first, you were the same age as Jason. Thus, you were in the same grade, watched the same shows, listened to the same music- though the latter was purely coincidental and did not have anything to do with your age. It was just easier for you to relate to him.

You were a rebellious teen back then. You snuck out of your parents’ house frequently to hang out with your friends in shady places. One night, at 15 years old, you were walking back to your house around two in the morning.

You only realised too late that you were being followed by 3 men when one of them grabbed you and pulled you into an alleyway.

“A pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out this late, you know?” one of them pushed you against the wall.

You had never wished so hard that you were like Dick, capable of defending yourself.

“I have money,” you had started to beg, “Please, I’ll give you anything. Just don’t hurt me.”

“We want more than just money, baby,” another guy said.

“Please, don’t,” you pleaded, tears spilling down from your eyes. You were shaking in fear, frozen to your spot, not knowing what to do.

“The more you beg, the more you turn me on,” one of them replied, coming closer to you. He gripped your hair painfully to keep your head in place as he leaned in to force a kiss on you.

You squeezed your eyes shut, expecting the worst that was yet to come. Suddenly, the pain disappeared. You opened your eyes and saw Robin smashing the head of the guy who was nearest to you against the wall.

He then proceeded to almost effortlessly knock out the other two.

He looked at you through his white lens.

“Jason?” you whispered.

“Are you okay?” he rushed to you.

You flung yourself into his arms, tears of relief now brimming your eyes instead of fear.

“I was so scared,” you sobbed into his armor covered chest.

“I know. It’s okay, I’m right here,” he patted your head, other arm wrapped around your waist and squeezing you tightly. “What are you doing out so late?”

“Being stupid,” you grimaced, before panicking. “Please don’t tell Dick! He’d kill me! Please, Jason, please.”

You stared at him now with wide eyes, seeing his expression softening and a small smile at his lips.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell him. This will be our little secret,” he assured you, “Just promise me you won’t go out this late again. At least, not alone. It’s dangerous. You know that.”

“I promise,” you sniffled, “Thank you, Jason. For saving me. You’re my knight in shining armor.”

“So that makes you my princess, right?” he grinned.

You giggled then, but your heart suddenly started beating faster, and not because of the fear or adrenaline. You hid your blushing face into his chest so he couldn’t see how flustered he made you.

From then on, he called you ‘Princess’. It was a term of endearment brought by a small little secret only the two of you shared.

You didn’t realise that you were already in love with him. Not until he died 6 months later, and you were left with a hole in your chest. To make things worse, your parents also died around the same time.

“You okay?” your current Jason broke you out of your daze and back to the present.

“Yeah,” you smiled at the memory, “Remember that time you saved me from those assholes? In that alley?”

“You were stupid to go out that late alone,” he grumbled.

“Yes, and I swear, since then I have been on my best behavior,” you rolled your eyes, “You never told Dick, right?”

“Of course not,” he scowled, “I promised you didn’t I?”

Fuck, he looked so cute pouting and grumbling the way he did- because he may looked upset, but he was still finishing up his lasagna.

“Yeah, you did,” you hummed, “Anyway, shouldn’t we be leaving soon? You have patrol.”

“I ain’t leavin’ without my damned dessert!”

***

That night, you decided to stay up late painting a piece. Your aim was to have your own solo exhibition by the end of the year, so you needed to work hard.

It was around four in the morning when you heard a soft knock on your door.

“It’s me,” you heard Dick’s muffled voice.

You set your brush down and unlocked the door for him.

He was still in his Nightwing uniform, sweaty and slightly dirty. He stepped in, and you made it a point to lock the door behind him.

“All of you just got back?” you asked.

“Yeah,” he stood in front of you, “Was going back to my room, but then I saw your lights were still on. Speaking of-”

He reached to the switch and turned off the lights.

“Dick- what-”

“At least they’d think you were asleep and wouldn’t come knocking,” he explained. The sudden shift to darkness blinded you. You slowly walked to your bedside table and switched on a night light. Now it was bright enough for you to make out Dick in the darkness, yet dark enough for people to think you were sleeping.

“Everyone got back okay? Anything interesting happen?” you sat on your bed, motioning Dick to join you.

“Nah,” he said, “Slow night. Just a couple of scrapes and bruises. Though, Jason got it pretty bad tonight.”

“What?” you panicked, “Is he okay? What happened?”

“Relax, nothing serious,” he chuckled, “The love of your life just started puking into a dumpster after grappling.”

And almost like they rehearsed it, you heard a couple of bickering voices outside your room.

“-can't believe you got puke in your helmet,” you heard Tim say.

“Shut the fuck up about it already,” Jason growled. “And quiet down, she’s gonna wake up.”

“She’d love to hear about this, though,” Tim whispered.

“Disgusting, Todd,” Damian commented, “Disgraceful to the Robin legacy. Utterly idiotic-”

“I said shut the fuck up!” he yelled. You heard a loud door slam.

“You're the one who said she'd wake up,” Tim chortled.

“... honestly… to think… low intelligence…”

“... can't wait… tell her…”

The voices faded away, and ended with the sound of doors being closed shut.

You looked at Dick and burst into giggles.

“I told him that eating so much wasn't a good idea,” you gasped in between laughter. “God, he's such an idiot.”

“How much did he eat?”

“A huge slice of lasagna, a plate of carbonara, and two scoops of ice cream,” you listed down, “All super creamy, super heavy.”

“He is an idiot,” Dick laughed, “Did you have a good time?”

“I did,” you smiled, “Oh, he asked if we were together.”

“You and me?”

“Yes, you and me,” you scolded “And it's all your fault, too. You were being way too obvious with the whole… You thing.”

“Me thing?” he smirked.

“Yeah, you thing,” you huffed, “I told him there was nothing going on between us.”

“Which is technically the truth,” he added.

“Yeah,” you nodded, “Just ease up on the whole flirty stuff, will you?”

“I can’t help it,” he groaned, collapsing onto his back.

His blue and black uniform stuck to him like second skin, accentuating the contours of his muscles that was casting beautiful shadows onto his body due to the dim light. Your eyes trailed down from his face to his abs to his crotch, your tongue subconsciously darting out to wet your lips.

“Like what you see?” he snickered.

“Me and every other girl in Gotham,” you rolled your eyes.

In a flash, he had shot straight up and pounced on top of you, pinning you down on the bed with his body.

“You’ve fantasized about Nightwing?” he whispered against your lips.

“Of course I have,” you pouted, “I mean, it’s Nightwing. All girls do.”

“But you,” he set his arm on your waist, his thumb rubbing circles that you could feel through your thin tank top, “Must have fantasized more about Red Hood, right?”

“Jason was dead for two years,” you reminded him, “At that time, though I was still in love with him, Nightwing was the main attraction.”

“But what about now?” he started to kiss your neck.

“I guess now it’s mostly Red Hood,” you admitted.

He drew back to look at you in the eye, a cheeky grin playing onto his face, “I could steal his helmet if you like. Wash the puke out first, of course. A little roleplay to spice things up?”

“That’s so fucked up, Dick!” you laughed, “I can’t fuck you while pretending it’s your brother.”

“Hmm, why not?” he hummed and started nibbling at your ear lobe. “I could pretend to be him. What does he always call you, again?”

“Princess?”

“Ah, yes. You wanna play with me, princess?” he grazed your ear.

You gasped. Dick had impersonated Jason’s voice so well. He nailed Jason’s husky and low sound, and flawlessly imitated his subtle yet still noticeable Bowery accent down to the last syllable.

It made your pussy clench.

“That- that was-” you stuttered, that simple action made you a blushing sputtering mess.

“On point?” he grinned.

“That would be an understatement,” you praised, “Shit, I didn’t know you could do that so well.”

“Alfred would be pleased,” he chuckled lowly, “Though, I’m sure he’d disapprove of the skill being used in this context.”

“It’s fucked up, Dick,” you repeated, though you wanted it so badly.

“You want me to fuck you, princess?” he purred, “You want my cock?”

He slipped his hand between your legs to cup your covered sex.

“Dick,” you whined, “Stop it. It’s turning me on more than you think. I feel like he’s actually saying those things to me.”

“That’s the idea, sweetheart,” he teased, “I can make you feel so good, baby.”

You groaned when his hands slipped underneath your shorts, immediately running a finger up and down your wet folds, the odd yet pleasurable sensation of his textured gloved hands making you squirm. You spread your legs wider to give him more access.

“So wet and ready for me,” he drawled, “Close your eyes, sweetheart. Close your eyes and imagine him.”

“I- I shouldn’t,” you breathed, “I can’t do that to you.”

“I don’t mind,” he insisted, “I just want to get you off. I like seeing you like this. I like turning you on.”

He slipped a finger inside your opening and immediately curled it upwards, hitting your sweet spot, eliciting a desperate moan from you.

“Come on, princess. Play with me.”

Your eyes fluttered shut as he inserted a second finger easily, pumping in and out of you at a pace that made your breath hitch.

“Ja- Dick,” you caught yourself mid-moan.

“It’s okay to indulge, sweetheart,” you felt him whisper in your ear, his warm breath tickling you, “Go on. I want to hear you say my name.”

“Jason,” you dared a small whine, giving in to your fantasies.

“That’s it, baby,” he encouraged, his fingers now making squelching sounds.

You were really indulging yourself, that's for sure. You imagined that it was Jason who was panting in your ear, that it was Jason's thick fingers inside you and making you feel good, that it was Jason’s weight against your body, that it was Jason's erection you were gently massaging through the sturdy yet thin material of Nightwing’s suit- however unrealistic it was.

“Mmm, Jason,” you sighed louder, the heat you felt even more intense than you usually did.

“So fucking sexy, princess. Your pussy feels so good around my fingers.”

Hell, even you felt your walls tighten around him when he said that.

“So hot,” he groaned, “I want to see you come. You want me to make you come?”

“Yes, Jason, please,” you whined, your head thrashing about. Then, he curled his fingers upwards and started massaging your deep spot, making a new wave of sensation appear. He was relentless in his pace, almost forcing the orgasm from you.

You were a moaning mess, unsure of what was real and what wasn’t.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s it, baby,” he purred, “Come for me right now, princess.”

The building heat you usually felt was absent that night. Instead, it was like an explosion. Barrages of white, hot, pleasure filled your entire being, that you weren’t aware how loud you were screaming.

“Fuck, fuck, JASON!”

You felt a hand clamp down on your mouth as you slowly came back to reality. You opened your eyes to see Dick’s wide stare. He was still slowly pumping in and out of you, grounding you after your intense orgasm.

You could hear your own breathing- loud and ragged.

“Shit,” Dick chuckled, “Wow, do I need to see you come like that again.”

He slid out his fingers from you carefully.

“Kiss me, Dick,” you sighed.

He reached for to cup your face, his lips mere inches away from yours until-

You heard frantic knocking on the door.

“Hey, you okay in there?” you heard Jason’s muffled yells.

“Shit,” you cursed under your breath looking at Dick with panic, “Shit, shit, shit. Hide in my bathroom, quick!”

Dick dashed to your bathroom and you hurriedly put on a robe.

“Princess, you okay?” he continued, “I heard you shouting.”

“Just a second!” you yelled back, tripping over your chair in the process of getting to the door.

“Hey,” you opened, meeting a clean Jason with wet hair and a white t-shirt along with a worried look on his face.

“You okay?” he asked again, “I heard you calling for me. I thought you were in trouble.”

“I had a bad dream,” you lied, “I must have shouted your name. False alarm. Sorry.”

You weren’t really a good liar- especially since everyone else were good lie detectors. But you tried and sometimes you could get away with it.

Now you were praying to whatever deity was up there that it was one of those times.

“Oh,” Jason frowned, “Are you okay? You wanna talk about it?”

“No, I’m fine,” you smiled, “I’ll try to go back to bed after this.”

“Hey,” he reached out to you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “I’m here, okay? If you want me to hang around until you sleep, just say the word.”

You felt yourself start to blush furiously at his action, your stomach doing flips again.

“I-it’s okay,” you sputtered. “I’ll be fine. Really. But thank you, Jason.”

He pursed his lips, just staring at you for a moment. And then-

“Come here,” he mumbled and then pulled you into his arms, engulfing you with his warmth.

“I used to have nightmares too,” he whispered into your ear, “And during the rare times my mom was actually sober, she’d just hug me like this, and everything felt alright again.”

You were taken aback by his words. Jason hardly ever talked about his parents. Your guilt started eating at you when you realised that he only shared this with you because he thought you were scared, yet you couldn’t help but to lean into him, welcoming his contact.

You breathed in his scent- his shampoo and shower gel smelled like fresh tropical fruit. You could also smell a faint lingering minty scent of his toothpaste.

You just wanted to melt into him.

But then, he stepped away from you to end the hug.

“Just text me if you need anything, alright?” he looked at you intensely.

“Okay,” you nodded.

“Goodnight, princess,” he winked and turned around to go back to his room.

“Goodnight, Jay,” you sighed after him, wishing nothing more but to pull him back to you.

You watched him close the door to his room- which was down the hall to yours- before you closed your door and leaned against it with your eyes closed, trying to burn the memory into your brain.

“That was so cute,” a voice said.

You jumped ever so slightly and saw Dick smirking at you in front of your bathroom door. You had completely forgotten that he was still there.

“Shut up,” you scowled, walking towards him, “That was so fucking embarrassing.”

“Yet hot as fuck,” he chuckled, pulling you closer to him by the hips. “Now I’m definitely going to steal his helmet.”

“Don’t even,” you groaned, resting your arms on his shoulders, “So embarrassing.”

“It was hot, and cute,” he insisted, grinning. “I should head back.”

“But, uh, you haven’t, I mean I haven’t helped you, uh, you know,” you awkwardly implied.

“It’s okay,” he assured you, “That scare kinda ruined my boner. Plus, like I said, I enjoy just watching you.”

“You sure?” you pouted, “I don’t mind helping you out.”

“I’m sure,” he kissed you on the nose, “It’s getting late, too. You should sleep.”

“Okay, then,” you stepped away from him and watched him head towards the door. “Goodnight, Dick.”

“Goodnight, princess,” he grinned and ran silently to his room before you could even react to his teasing.

***

It had already been a month since you and Dick started sleeping together. It was fun, and you enjoyed it a lot, but you felt like the more you tried to distract yourself with Dick, the more you couldn’t get Jason out of your mind.

And every little thing that Jason did affected you more than it should. From the way he drank his bottled water, to the way his left eye twitched and his jaw clench whenever Damian said something insulting. Everything he did made you want him.

So you used Dick to distract yourself and the cycle continued.

Dick was also using you, because Dick was a horny bastard and he liked sleeping with you. A lot.

Every chance he got.

But then one day when Dick and you were lounging by the pool, Jason approached you.

“Hey, uh, you free tonight?” he asked you.

His eye contact was in a frenzy- avoiding yours- and he was ruffling the hair at the back of his head. He looked almost nervous.

“Yeah, I am,” you replied, “Why?”

“Thought that we could spend some time together,” he shrugged, “Watch some thrillers or something. In your room? Or mine. I don’t care. Whichever you prefer.”

“Sure!” you agreed almost too happily.

“Yeah?” he grinned, “Okay, then. I gotta meet Roy now but I’ll be back by 8? I’ll get us some pizza.”

“Pepperoni, extra cheese, please,” you ordered.

“As if I don’t know,” he rolled his eyes and headed out.

You tried to contain your excitement in front of Dick, unsuccessfully.

“Well that just made your whole week, huh?” he chuckled, getting up from his pool chair to sit on the edge of yours.

“Shut up,” you jabbed him in the ribs.

“I guess this is it, then,” he suddenly sighed.

You frowned at his shifted mood.

“What do you mean?” you asked.

“Well, I’m guessing after this, our little arrangement would end.”

“Why?”

Dick looked at you with a sad smile, “Just a feeling.”

“You’re being weird,” you pointed out, “But you know, even if we decide to end this, we’re still best friends, right? No hard feelings?”

“Of course not,” he stated, “We’ll always be best friends. No matter what.”

“Good,” you breathed a sigh of relief.

Dick leaned closer to you, his hand cupping your face.

“I want one last kiss,” he pleaded with his puppy dog eyes.

“It wouldn’t be our last, Dick,” you rolled your eyes, still allowing him to come closer to you.

“I hope not,” he barely whispered, and then pressed his soft,.familiar lips against yours for a deep, slow kiss. It wasn’t rushed, nor was it desperate. Neither of you were panting in lust and a need to take off each other’s clothes.

It simply was a sensual kiss between two friends.

You were the first to break it off.

“We’re out in the open,” you reminded him.

“Yeah,” he nodded, getting up and going back to his pool chair, “You don’t have to worry about that any more.”

You were going to say something about how stupid he was being, but decided against it. All you needed to do was let him see for himself that nothing was going to happen.

That evening, you were just hanging out in the living room with everyone while waiting for Jason to come back. Tim was telling you about how Jason went from trying to show off his new move- somersaulting down from a tall building to immediately grappling to a lower rise building and landing like a superhero- to retching out half his stomach contents into his helmet, hurriedly run to a dumpster in an alley in which he shoved a lone man aside just to hurl the rest of his food.

The man turned out to be a drug dealer. Jason’s violent push had made him drop 2 kilogrammes of cocaine from his jacket. Jason had called it a win.

“What’s so funny?”

All of you snapped your heads in the direction of the voice. Jason who had just arrived, had his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

The coincidence made all of you start laughing again, right after trying hard to stop.

Once you regained your composure, you got up, while wiping your tears.

“Come on, Carbonaraticus Regurgitus,” you teased, taking the hot pizza boxes from him and leading the way to your room.

“I fucking told you guys not to tell her!” you heard him yell at the back.

You giggled to yourself and made your way to the room, leaving the door open for Jason who was probably attacking Tim before coming to you as planned.

You had already set up your laptop on the bed to a thriller on Netflix when Jason finally came in, red faced and pouting.

“He-”

“It wasn’t that bad, and I did not get puke in my helmet,” he stated before you could even get a word in.

You stifled a laugh. “Okay. I was going to say ‘Hey, is Seven okay?’. But if you insist on talking about that, I don’t mind.”

“Seven’s fine,” he grumbled before comically adding, “What’s in the booox?”

You raised an eyebrow.

“What?” he defended, taking off his jacket and hopping onto your bed to sit next to you, “Love me some Brad Pitt.”

The two of you ate your pizzas while watching the movie. The both of you were leaning back against a pile of pillows, legs stretched out. You balanced the laptop on your right thigh and Jason’s left, meaning that your right side was in close contact with his left.

You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling every time he accidentally said a line from the movie and apologizing after. Somewhere along the movie, he stretched out his left arm behind your head. Your mind was racing, and you couldn’t concentrate much on the movie.

Next thing you knew, the movie ended, and he suggested The Usual Suspects. Jason loved his thrillers, and loved rewatching the classics.

“Oh, but uh, before that,” he stopped you from clicking play. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure. What about?”

“Your art, actually,” he said.

“What about my art?”

“The ones in those black books, are those for the galleries?” he asked.

“Well, no. I mean, I have one sketchbook where I draw serious stuff. Portraits, illustrations, sceneries. That’s the one I submit to my professors,” you explained.

“Oh, but you have more than one?”

“Yeah, I always have three in total. One’s for school, one’s for practice, and one… is like my diary.”

“Your diary?” he looked at you in curiosity.

You were close, but not too close. It was only a comfortable and friendly distance, but you couldn’t stop yourself from occasionally looking at his lips before snapping your eyes back to his.

“Yeah. My art is usually a result of my emotions. The last book I have is filled with drawings when I’m feeling sad or happy, or whatever. But more personal, you know? Stuff I don’t share with the world,” you finished.

“I see,” he frowned, deep in thought, “You don’t usually show it the world, huh?”

“Nope. Completely private.”

“Then you shouldn’t be so careless about leaving it open on your desk,” he stated as a matter of factly.

“What?”

“I assume the book with the drawing of me at the bar with the girl is the diary one, right?” he brought up casually.

Your mind was blank. “What?” you repeated.

“I didn’t go through your stuff, or anything. I was just looking for you yesterday in your room, and I saw the book on your desk. It was already opened to that page…”

Shit.

Fuck.

You were so careless.

You had drawn the scene a couple of weeks ago, because you wanted to channel the sadness, anger, and jealousy into something.

“... were you jealous?”

“What?” you said for the third time. You had missed a portion of what he was saying.

“I mean, if you drew something like that,” he continued, “Is that why you left? Because I hurt you?”

You faced the laptop, tears burning your eyes at the thought of almost a decade of friendship being tossed into the drain because of your carelessness.

He was silent for a moment. And then-

“You made me jealous first, though,” he mumbled so softly, you barely caught it.

“What are you talking about?” you whispered.

“With that fucking Nikolai,” he huffed. You swore you could hear the pout.

“Nick- what?” you decided to look at him.

He was staring at the paused computer screen, arms crossed, eyebrows drawn together, and of course- pouting.

“Yeah, him and his accent, and his stupid kiss, and his stupid hair,” he grumbled.

“Hair?” you smiled.

You couldn’t believe what was happening. Or what you thought was happening.

“All wavy and golden,” he continued, “It would have made anyone jealous. That’s why I said all those hurtful things to you. It doesn’t justify it, but it just triggered me, okay?”

“So does that mean,” you smiled wider, “That you have feelings for me?”

“Duh,” he rolled his eyes, still avoiding contact with yours.

“Really? You’re not just saying that out of pity?”

He then looked at you incredulously. “Pity? No! Fuck you, I’ve been in love with you since forever.”

“How long?” you questioned, your heart thumping at his confession.

“I don’t know,” he looked away again, “Since I got back? Before I died? I don’t know okay? I’ve just always been drawn to you or some shit.”

You didn’t know what to say.

You were just so unbelievably ecstatic, that you were speechless.

“What about you?” he asked, “You like me too, right? Coz if you don’t, it means I’ve made a complete fool outta myself, and I’ll just go and crawl back into my coffin.”

“I’ve been in love with you since you died,” you admitted, “Actually, since you saved me from those guys in the alley. But I just never knew that I truly loved you until you were gone.”

He looked at you now, all signs of nervousness finally gone. He uncrossed his arms and put his hand on yours.

“Really?” he croaked, emotion flooding into his hopeful voice of relief, “That long?”

“Yes, that long!” you complained.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Like I said, I only realised when you died.”

“But what about after? It’s been years since I came back,” he pointed out.

“I was afraid, okay?” you sighed exasperatedly, “I was afraid it would ruin whatever we have. I still am. Even if you like me back, what if it doesn’t work out? Then we’ll just end up awkward, and we lose this real great thing we already have.”

“Princess,” he said sternly, tilting your chin upwards to pierce your eyes with his gaze, “I would rather take the fucking crowbar again than lose you.”

You were taken aback by his words. You never thought that Jason was the romantic type who was a smooth talker, which made you believe how genuine he was.

You weren’t too close before, but somehow the two of you had naturally inched closer that his lips were now a hair’s breadth away from yours. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears, and feel this fucking pull that tugged at your chest.

You were ready.

Fuck, you were ready for his kiss that you’ve daydreamed and fantasized about for years.

“I didn’t say anything because I stupidly thought you were Dick’s,” he breathed.

The mention of Dick made you suck in a breath, and your eyes fluttered away in guilt.

“What?” he tilted his head.

“Nothing,” you shook yours, attempting to gain back the intimate moment, “I’ll tell you some other time. Can you kiss me now? I’ve been waiting for so long and I don’t think I can-”

“Is it about Dick?” he pulled back and frowned.

“Well, yes,” you admitted, “But I don’t want to talk about that now. I’ll tell you later.”

“If it’s about Dick I want to know,” he insisted, “Was I right? Were you his?”

“I’m nobody’s Jason, I’m not a thing,” you rolled your eyes.

“You know what I mean,” he growled.

You sighed.

“Fine,” you conceded, “We… slept together.”

Jason’s jaw clenched.

“We weren’t together,” you hurriedly clarified, “We were just having sex. For fun, or as a distraction. We’re still just best friends.”

“Best friends don’t sleep together,” he grit.

“Everyone’s relationship is different,” you argued, “But like I said, it was just casual sex. Nothing more.”

“Okay, okay,” he gave in, pinching the bridge of his nose, “This was all in the past, right?”

“Yes, technically,” you cringed.

“Past as in, years ago?” he narrowed his eyes at you.

“I wouldn’t say years...”

“When was the last time?” he demanded after noticing your expression.

“Does it matter, Jason? I mean, now that I know how you feel, I’m obviously not going to-”

“When. Was. The. Last. Time?” he hissed.

You were silent for a whole ten seconds before squeaking out a small, “Last night?”

You could see in his eyes that he snapped. The pure anger was unmistakable. Yet, he didn’t act out like you thought he would. No yelling, no wall punching.

Instead, he let out a calm but deadly “I’m going to murder him” and then got up from your bed.

“Jason, come on,” you tried to stop him, “Don’t tell me you expected me to wait for you when I didn’t even know how you felt. I didn’t just sleep with Dick in the past. I’ve had ex boyfriends as well!”

“It’s not about that!” he shouted before taking a deep breath to calm himself down, “It’s not about that. It’s about Dick. When it’s Dick, it becomes personal.”

“But why?” you demanded, “You were okay if it happened years ago. Why is the timing so important?”

He looked at you and blinked.

Then, he left the room with a speed you only saw when he was fighting.

“Jason!” you went after him. You saw him knocking furiously on Dick’s door opposite of his own.

“Grayson!” he shouted, “Open the fucking door you two faced scumbag!”

“Jason, calm down!” you hushed.

You heard the door unlock and open.

But before you could even see Dick’s face, Jason had forced his way in and punched him straight in the nose, causing him to stumble backwards.

“What the fuck?!” Dick exclaimed, holding his nose with one hand. You could see drops of blood trickle down his chin and stained his t-shirt. “You broke my nose!”

Dick made a move to retaliate, but Jason roared out first. “You knew! You fucking knew, and you went behind my back!”

You were going to come between Jason and Dick, but Jason’s words made you stop in your tracks.

“Wh- what the fuck are you talking about?” Dick glared daggers at Jason, yet didn’t move to fight back.

“You knew how I felt about her,” Jason’s voice broke, “And you knew how she felt about me. I understand if you wanted us to figure it out ourselves- but to fucking sleep with her?!”

“Jason,” Dick began, his eyes wide in realisation.

“You’re a fucking joke, Dick,” Jason sneered, “You go around acting like a fucking mother hen, spewing bullshit about how we’re family, but what kind of a brother does this?”

“I’m sorry,” Dick apologized, his eyes softening.

“Forget it,” Jason turned around, “You’re not my brother.”

He left.

You stood in silence, digesting what had happened. You looked at Dick, who was wiping the blood off his face with his shirt.

“You want to punch me, too?” he gave you a humorless chuckle.

“Is it true?” you asked softly.

“He didn’t tell me,” Dick explained, “But I knew.”

“How?”

“Sweetheart, I read people. It’s part of my job,” he stated.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” you questioned, “Why did you agree to sleep with me?”

“I was selfish,” he simply said, “When you came to me that night, well. I just wanted you to myself, even if it was temporary.”

You looked at him with sadness and disappointment.

“I’m guessing you hate me now,” Dick assumed, “It’s understandable. This was going to happen sooner or later.”

“I could never hate you, Dick,” you smiled sadly, “You’re my best friend. Nothing will change that.”

“But?”

“But I’m just- I don’t know,” you struggled to find the words, “I mean I was the one who begged you for it, so I can’t fully blame you either. Yet, I’m still really angry at you for doing that to him. He’s right. That’s not what a brother would do.”

“I know,” Dick sighed, “I’m a shit brother.”

“You’re a dick, Dick,” you pointed out, “I’m going to look for Jason.”

“There’s no point,” he said, “He probably took off.”

“What?”

“That’s what he does when he’s angry,” Dick explained, “He goes on patrol and beats people up.”

“And Bruce is okay with that?”

“He stops before going too far,” Dick added.

“Fine then,” you groaned, “I’ll wait up for him downstairs. Let him know if you see him.”

“Seriously?” he laughed. “I’m the last person he wants to hear from now.”

“I’ll leave him a text,” you stated.

You went down to the living room and cuddled up on the sofa, flicking through the channels on the large flat screen TV before settling for a nature documentary.

You zoned out to the sounds of the deep ocean and David Attenborough’s voice in the background. Before you knew it, you fell into a dreamless sleep.

***

Something felt off.

You weren’t on the sofa anymore. You were against something hard and warm- and moving. You struggled to open your eyes, only to see the underside of Jason’s face.

“I can see your nose hair,” you giggled softly, wrapping your arms around his neck while he carried you bridal style up the stairs.

“I don’t have any nose hair,” he pouted.

“Everyone has nose hair, Jay,” you argued playfully.

“Not me. You can call me Hairless Nose Jason,” he smirked.

You noticed that he was still wearing his Red Hood outfit, sans leather jacket, helmet, and gloves. His messy hair was sticking to his forehead from sweat. He finally reached your room and you helped him with the door knob. He set you gently on the bed before turning to leave.

“Wait,” you reached for his arm, “I wanted to talk to you.”

“Yeah, I got your text,” he ran a hand through his hair, ruffling it up even more, “We can talk tomorrow. You go to bed. It’s late.”

“No, I want to talk to you now,” you whined, “Come sit here.”

“I’m sweaty and dirty,” he reminded you, “I need a shower.”

“Shower later,” you dismissed, “Please?”

You gave him your best puppy dog eye you learned from Dick.

“Okay, fine,” he conceded. He took off his boots and climbed into bed next to you, leaning against the pillows and stretching his legs, just like how he was hours ago when he was watching thrillers with you. “What did you want to talk about?”

“I just wanted to explain what happened,” you told him.

“Okay, then. Explain.”

“That night when we were at the bar, and I left early? You already know why, right?” you began, “I was just really heartbroken. I was crying all the way back in the car-”

“I’m sorry,” he cut you off, “I didn’t mean to make you feel like that.”

“I know you didn’t,” you shook your head, “You couldn’t have known. But I did just feel so fucking horrible that night, and, well, I went to Dick.”

You glanced at him. He was looking into space in front, but you saw his jaw clench.

“I asked him- begged him more like- to sleep with me,” you continued, “I just needed to try to forget about you, so I asked Dick to distract me. That’s how it started. It was supposed to be a one time thing, but it became more than one occasion. I’m not defending him or anything, but I just wanted you to know that it’s not entirely his fault. He wanted to help me.”

He kept quiet, his eyebrows furrowed deep in thought. He didn’t look like he was going to say anything, so you decided to break the silence.

“I just thought that, if you wanted, maybe we could start over?” you tried, “I’ve been pining over you for so fucking long, Jason. Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to not just jump your bones?”

You saw the corner of his lips twitch upward.

“Especially when you work out, gosh, I’d find any excuse to just sit there and watch, you know? And I’m there thinking to myself what your sweat would taste like.”

He was smiling now, a blush forming in his cheeks.

“Remember that one time I accidentally walked in on you changing into your trunks in the pool shed? That was spank bank material for like weeks-”

“Okay, okay” he laughed, “I get it. God, you’re so fucking lewd.”

He looked at you endearingly, coming closer.

“You know,” you went on, “Usually when two people confess their love for each other, they end up kissing. But we? We haven’t kissed yet. So could you do a girl a favour and- mmppf!”

He shut your ramblings up by suddenly crashing his lips against yours.

Finally.

You could finally feel his lips. Though they felt chapped and rough against your own, he was a good fucking kisser.

The depth of his kiss sent shooting heat to your belly, the way he massaged your lips and prodded his tongue to enter your mouth made you whimper.

But then he broke off the kiss.

“Wait, I just really needed to ask you something. That night when you said you had a nightmare and I came to your room, was Dick there?” he brought up.

“Yeah?” you answered sheepishly.

“So when I was at your door, he was…?”

“I made him hide in my bathroom,” you answered.

“Oh,” he frowned.

“Comere, Jay,” you pulled him by the neck for another kiss.

This time, it got heated. The two of you were fighting to taste each other, to memorize your mouths with your tongues. You climbed on top of him and straddled his lap without breaking it off.

But then, he broke off the kiss again.

“Wait a second,” he realised.

“Jason,” you whined, “Not now.”

“No, no, I’m pretty fucking sure I heard you shout my name the other night, which is why I came running to you. I thought you needed my help,” he recalled, “But why would you call out my name when you were with Dick?”

He looked up at you with his curious, bright blue eyes, searching for an answer. You felt yourself start to blush in embarrassment.

“I’ll tell you some other time,” you forced a smile.

He raised an eyebrow.

“Ugh, okay, fine!” you gave in, “Dick.. he does this really good voice impressions, okay? So he, uh, well, he did this really good one of you.”

“He impersonated my voice?” he said perplexed.

“Yeah, and it was really good. It sounded like you were actually talking to me. Down to the accent.”

“What accent?” he asked.

“Your accent, Jay,” you rolled your eyes.

“Shut up, I don’t have an accent,” he grumbled, “But what does that have to do with- oh.”

His eyes widen in realisation.

“Did Dick fucking roleplay as me?” he blurted.

“I wouldn’t call it roleplay,” you answered in a small voice.

“Then what was it?”

“He was just… fingering me while… talking to me in your voice…” you trailed off.

Jason simply blinked at you.

“He wanted to steal your helmet, too but I didn’t let him,” you added.

“So you came to Dick pretending to be me? You called out my name when you came?”

You nodded slowly, looking down at your thumbs.

“Holy shit,” he chuckled, “That’s kinda fucked up. I’m flattered, don’t get me wrong, but I can’t believe you made Dick pretend to be me.”

“I didn’t make him!” you huffed defensively, “He insisted!”

“It was Dick’s idea?” he gasped.

“Yeah, and I told him how wrong it was and how I couldn’t expect him to do something like that for me, but he just continued, and uh, I just indulged,” you finished.

You looked down at Jason then, seeing his expression slowly change from surprise to a darker, sinister smirk.

Without warning, he flipped you over so that he was on top of you, his body trapping yours against the bed, his arms pinning your wrists above your head, his knee between your thighs.

“Well then, princess, let me tell you something,” he purred, “You have the real thing right here, and everyone knows that the real thing is much better than some cheap knockoff.”

He then shoved his tongue into your slightly open mouth, deeply thrusting it back and forth while he grinded against your core with his knees according to the same rhythm. He took a hand from your wrist and dipped beneath your t-shirt, dragging it up your waist to your ribs, to push up your bra and squeeze your breast.

“Though,” he added, “I hate the fact that Dick has touched you this way.”

“Then you just need to overwrite it with your own touches, Jay,” you suggested.

“Hmm. Keep your hands up here,” he whispered and proceeded to take off your bra, revealing your tits to him beneath your shirt that was hiked up.

“Beautiful,” he commented before going down and suckling a nipple into his mouth.

“Jason,” you moaned at the sensation of his wet and warm mouth.

He stopped and took in your other nipple, then started trailing wet opened mouth kisses and licks and nips down your body, dipping his tongue in your navel, pausing above the waistband of your pyjama pants.

Oh, he was so good at teasing you.

He just rested his forehead on your pubic bone, panting hot breaths you could almost feel through the cloth while his hands rubbed up and down your thighs. He then hooked his hands below your knees and pushed them upwards.

Only then did he go lower and started mouthing at your centre through your pants.

“Jason, please,” you whispered.

“Please what, princess?” he teased before nipping at your covered clit with his canines.

“Fuck!” you gasped, “Please stop teasing me.”

He chuckled and straightened up, and then grabbed your waistband and pulled your pants off along with your panties in one swift motion.

Without even warning you, he spread your thighs once more by holding your legs up by the knees and dived in to start eating you out.

“Oh, holy shit!” you moaned at the feeling of his warm wet tongue licking long and hard stripes through your lips.

You wanted so much to run your hands into his hair and pull and tug, but you kept them where they were, like he asked you to.

He then attacked your clit with his tongue and lips, alternating with sucking and licking.

It hadn’t even been a couple of minutes and you already felt your orgasm coming soon from the assault of his mouth.

“Fuck, Jason, don’t stop, fuck!” you cried as he just licked you faster and faster.

You came in waves of heat, your thighs squeezing his head.

You looked down and saw him looking up at you with a boyish grin, the lower half of his face wet from your slick and his own saliva. He came up to rest his forehead against yours and kissed you. You could taste your own juices on his tongue, and hell did that turn you on even more.

“I want you,” he demanded, “And I want you to make noise tonight.”

He straightened up to take off his clothes. You stared in awe at his naked body above you, how he looked like he was a greek god cut from fucking marble.

Those statues had flaccid and smaller penises, though, which was the opposite of what Jason had.

What Jason had was a beast, and that time when you accidentally saw him changing into his trunks that fueled your fantasies of him was just a small portion of his true potential.

His hard and leaking cock looked like it would stretch you deliciously.

He positioned himself on top of you, his body hovering over you while his forearms that supported his weight were next to both your ears. He reached down to align himself at your opening, and then pushed in slowly.

Both of you groaned together in pleasure. You felt the stretch you anticipated, and the familiarity of being filled.

Though this wasn’t your first time, it felt like a whole different experience because it was with Jason. It was Jason’s hot breaths against your skin, it was Jason’s sweat dripping down from his forehead to yours, it was Jason’s cock inside you.

“Jay,” you swallowed hard, “Jason.”

He started moving his hips, thrusting in and out of you, constantly hitting your deep spot that made you see stars every time he bumped against it.

“Louder,” he growled as he quickened his pace, sounds of skin slapping skin now filling the room, “I want him to hear what I do to you.”

Fuck, he was possessive, and it made your pussy clench.

“Argh,” he groaned.

“Jay,” you moaned wantonly, “Oh, fuck, you feel so fucking good.”

Your cries were getting louder the faster and harder he went, and he wasn’t quiet either.

No, you found out that night that Jason was loud in bed, and you fucking loved how he didn’t hold back.

“That’s it, baby,” he rasped, “Say my name. Say who’s making you feel good tonight. I want to hear that sound ringing in my ears for days. Hell, I want him to hear that sound for days knowing he can’t have you no more.”

“Jason!” you cried out loud, “Jason, fuck!”

“Fuck yeah, your pussy feels so good,” he choked, “So fucking good for me, princess.”

You couldn’t respond with words, so you just kept on mewling and whining in response to his hard pounds.

“I want to come, baby, and I want to come all over you,” he whispered in your ear, “I want to rub my cum into your skin, wherever he touched you. You want that, princess?”

“Yes!” you sobbed, feeling the tightness in your belly getting closer and closer to springing.

“Tell me, baby,” he husked, “Tell me you want my cum.”

“I want your cum, Jason!” you cried.

“Where do you want it?”

“All over me!” you pleaded, “Please, I want it all over me! I want you to rub your cum into my skin, I need, Jason, please!”

You were dangling at the edge of your plateau then, and all it took was one last-

“Fuck!” Jason groaned, and snapped his hips against yours, and you squeezed your eyes shut and you came, waves and waves of pleasure and heat spread across your body, causing you to tense up and twitch and writhe beneath him.

You felt a burst of warm liquid spill across your belly, on your tits, and even on your face, some dripping to your lips.

You opened your eyes to see Jason had straightened up on his knees, staring intensely at you, his mouth open slightly to accommodate his heavy breaths.

“What?” you asked, fatigue leaking into your voice.

“You look so beautiful with my cum on your tits and face,” he smirked.

You smirked back and darted out your tongue to catch the cum left dripping on your lips while taking your hands and spreading whatever was left on your breasts, rubbing it in circles into your skin. You explored down to your abdomen and scooped up his cum, bringing your fingers to your mouth and licked them clean.

He tasted salty, and bitter, but still so fucking good.

“Holy shit, you have a cum fetish,” he stared in awe.

“Only trying to help you mark what’s yours, Jay,” you giggled.

He smiled and collapsed next to you, staring at the ceiling. “I want to have sex with you, like all the time.”

“No complaints here,” you laughed, “Fuck, I think I was really loud. Do you think they all heard us?”

“What, you didn’t hear Damian shouting and telling us to shut up?” he raised an eyebrow.

“What?!” you sat up in horror, “Are you serious?”

“Yeah,” he looked at you smugly, “It was right before you told me you wanted my cum.”

“Oh, god, no,” you hid your face in your hands, “How am I going to face them tomorrow?”

“With fucking pride, princess,” he grinned.

You laid back down on the bed, feeling the mortifying embarrassment.

“Hey, it’s fine,” he scooted over to you and kissed you on the forehead, “It’s not like Damian doesn’t know about sex, and it’s not like Tim is so quiet either.”

“What?”

“You mean you’ve never heard Tim during his happy sessions?” he gasped, “Lucky you. Made me shudder, but I give him shit for it all the time. So it’s okay, see? Even Dick, he-”

Jason stopped his sentence midway at the mention of Dick.

“Anyway, everyone is going to make fun of us, but that’s because they’re jealous they’re not getting any,” he reassured you, “Except Damian, he’s still at that age where he hates girls.”

“If you say so,” you doubted.

“I’ll punch them if they make fun of you, okay?”

“Okay,” you giggled, and rolled over to face him, “I’m going to shower. I’m covered in your spunk.”

“Well, I needed a shower ever since I got back,” he propped himself up with his elbows, “Your shower open for service?”

He grinned at you.

You grinned back.

The two of you head to your bathroom.

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This week's episode reminded me, why do you think Shigure even dated Mayu in the first place if he was already in love with Akito? It's said in the manga he was cold to her too and that's why she broke up with him, do you think that's an indication he'd be a cold boyfriend to Akito too in their relationship?

ahh damn sorry anon! wow this was prob sent ages ago but i took a break from tumblr so i’m only seeing this now u.u

mmhm i admit i remember more about mayu’s feelings towards hatori when her character was explored in the manga but shigure was probably cold to mayu because she wasn’t akito. he may be conniving in his own way but he’s not a cold person in general and i think he was polite enough to mayu during their (short) relationship just not affectionate / overly eager (again prob bc she wasn’t his one true love yada yada).

it’s kind of like the classic trope situation where there are ppl who are hurt and sad and pining over unrequited loves and they end up getting together for a camaraderie/fwb situation (there’s also a shoujo stereotype where they end up falling in love with each other while their unrequited loves get with each other as well but in this case that doesn’t happen and each person gets a happy endgame). shigure pinned down that mayu liked hatori. hatori was with kana. shigure wasn’t with akito. shigure was like hey mayu do you want to wallow in sympathy for each other lol mayu why don’t we date since neither of us is in a good situation right now. (and maybe he wanted to just distract himself from akito or try to help mayu out if kana and hatori didn’t pan out--without akito’s interference.)

// also sidebar but idk if mayu broke up w shigure just because they didn’t have good chemistry--otherwise she would have probably dropped him sooner since even kana could notice that they weren’t meshing well romantically (and bc she’s the type of person who would cut the bullshit early on). i think mayu broke up with shigure around kana’s incident? it could have been around hatori’s injury or when kana had her memories wiped but either way her friend was feeling messed up in all sorts of ways and it wouldn’t be surprising for mayu to do whatever she can to help her friend get back up on her feet. breaking up with shigure helped her stop being part of a facade with him and also removed any more lingering connections with the sohmas from kana’s life. //

and as for your last question omg i don’t think so at all! one’s dating history can be reflective of a pattern but it could also have no impact on someone’s current relationship. shigure and mayu weren’t that deep (they both knew that going in and coming out), so that wasn’t representative of shigure’s tendencies as a partner nor his personality. mayu also was/is not akito so naturally the man would act different around another woman and his first love.

shigure is probably--and i think it’s been canonically proven--the type to smother his partner (aka akito) with affection and dotes on them whenever possible, to the point where it’s probably annoying for that person and ppl around them lol.

i didn’t read the sequel series another but it explores all the children of the main characters from fruits basket and i’m going to guess it shows snippets of their interactions with their families. i wouldn’t be surprised if it showed scenes of shigure being overbearing/snarky with his kids and adoring-to-a-point-of-comedic-grossness with akito!

idk if you kept up with the fruits basket reboot while it was airing but if you did i hope you enjoyed it! i was keeping up to date to a point but then i had to drop off since school was getting to be a lot and i used my winter break to catch up on it and all the other shows i had put on-hold aha

happy furuba reading/watching!

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