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Jealousy

IZ*ONE Yena x Male Reader

9790 words

categories: smut, oral, rough sex

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“Good morning, everyone. You all know why we’re here today.”

Detective Kwon was seated at the head of the white rectangular table centered in the precinct’s main conference room, folding her arms and commanded attention from the other eyes in the room. It wasn’t often that the lead detective was in such a foul mood, yet given the events that led up to this meeting, it wasn’t surprising. The conference room was filled with nothing but blank expressions.

“Our mission was nothing but a complete failure and we need to find out why. Detective Miyawaki will go over everything we know right now,” Eunbi said, the harshness and frustration in her voice unmistakable.

“Yes, boss.” Sakura's usual sugary-sweet cute smile was replaced with a more serious expression. The petite detective stood out with freshly dyed pink hair, adding to her adorable image.

Sakura cleared her throat and sat up straight, taking a deep breath as she looked around the room at other members of the team.

“Our operation commenced last Friday morning at what was Patriarch Goda’s location based on information given by our informant. Detective Eunbi took point along with Detective Hyewon."

Sakura took a steady breath before continuing.

“Our teams surrounded the mansion on three separate sides while Detective Kwon led the charge. All three teams simultaneously breached and found zero members of the Goda clan inside, while the patriarch was nowhere to be found.”

"Our informant Dojima-san has never been wrong about anything we've gone to them about, so we have no reason to believe this is any different," Eunbi briefly interrupted.

"Please continue."

Sakura nodded politely. “There wasn’t anything useful inside but communication equipment. Several laptops were found by our teams, but no useful information could be taken from them as they were securely wiped with military-grade equipment. They knew what they were doing, and most importantly they knew we were coming.”

“Thank you, Detective Miyawaki. Now the question is how in the hell did they find out this information?” Eunbi asked.

“I believe I can give some insight to that, Detective Kwon.” The new voice came from a blonde woman who you had briefly met in your time helping out with the case. Her role was one of the few members of Eunbi's team that wasn’t a detective, working as the precinct’s head security analyst.

“Please give any information you have, Miss Yena.”

“This morning during a routine weekly check of our network logs I noticed some unusual activity. Upon further investigation, I noticed our network firewall had been breached, coincidentally thirty minutes before the raid on the mansion."

Yena lowered her head apologetically as she continued. “I’ve patched the breach and added tighter security to our systems. I apologize I wasn’t able to catch this beforehand.”

“You don’t have to explain. There were so many things happening, with you making sure our surveillance van was properly running I can’t say I can find you at fault. Just make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“Yes, boss. I’m on it.”

“What did they gain from this breach?” Eunbi asked.

“No sensitive data was stolen or accessed, but our logs show our monitoring systems were rerouted.”

“So they were able to access our comms? That explains how they were able to figure out the details of our plans and getaway.”

“Exactly. I’ve sent in an order for more secure headsets, as well as changed all our frequencies. It’s a mistake we won’t make twice.”

“Thank you, Miss Yena. Is that all?”

“There’s one more thing,” Yena said, placing a small metal device on the table that was roughly the size of a flash drive.

“It wasn’t a software breach but a hardware one. Someone physically installed this into one of our servers, which was how they were able to bypass our systems so easily.”

“Do we know who is responsible?” Eunbi asked.

“No, I’m afraid not, boss. Our security footage was wiped during that time period and replaced with a looped recording. The good news is I’ve checked timestamped footage and everyone in this room was accounted for.

“So you’re saying it was an inside job? That whoever attached this device works for us?” Eunbi said as she inspected the small device.

“It’s a high possibility, boss. We’re looking into it as much as we can.”

“The moment you find any information let me know as soon as possible.”

“Of course, boss.”

“Now, if there’s nothing else to discuss I believe that will conclude this debriefing. Our priority is still capturing Patriarch Goda, but now we also have to deal who was inside our systems and why. If you find any pertain information please let me or Detective Hyewon know immediately. Dismissed.”

Detective Kwon couldn’t help hide her frustration as things winded down, not that anybody would have blamed her. The room cleared out as you were left alone with Eunbi who grabbed your arm just as you were about to make your own exit.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Eunbi playfully said, caressing your shoulder and batted her eyelashes.

“Seeing as I officially work for you now, I should get back to work. Boss.”

Eunbi had brought you on as a consultant with an extremely lucrative salary that you couldn’t turn down. She knew your experience on the other side of the law would come in handy during investigations and interrogating suspects, knowing how they acted, how they worked, and how they thought. It didn’t hurt that the job offer came with a nice comfy office and the chance to be around a group of beautiful women every day.

“Boss? Look at you all formal now,” Eunbi said as her fingers played with the collar of your dark-colored dress shirt, flashing you bedroom eyes that signaled danger like prey caught in a predator's trap.

“Now that everyone is gone...mommy could really use some stress relief,” Eunbi said, her lips curling into a smirk.

“That doesn’t sound very professional, Detective.”

“Well, It’s not very professional when you rail Detective Miyawaki in our break room either is it?” Eunbi said, her tone clearly unamused as she folded her arms.

You didn't have a chance to defend yourself the door to the conference room abruptly swung open and walked in one of the leggy rookie detectives, Kim Minju. The look on her face expressed she wasn’t here to deliver anything but bad news as you both sensed the dread in the air.

“Sorry to interrupt, boss. There’s been another body found,” Minju said, trying to keep her expression muted.

“Goddammit. Where was it found?” Eunbi asked, her body tensing up as she gritted her teeth.

“It was pulled out of the river about an hour ago. It hasn’t been identified yet but forensics stated it was a male in his early fifties.”

“Most likely another hit, this has to stop. We need to figure out a way to catch these assholes who keep endangering our citizens.”

Eunbi rubbed her temple in small circles as she contemplated what her next step was. “Thank you, Minju.”

Minju bowed and exited without another word, leaving you alone with Detective Kwon once again.

“I have to get down there right away and check things out. Guess we’ll have to take a raincheck on that stress relief,” Eunbi said, her lips fading into a frown as she flashed a look of disappointment.

“Call me if you need anything.”

✦✦

You didn’t have much direction without Detective Eunbi at the precinct. Part of your new job entailed staying behind the one-way mirror during investigations, giving valuable advice with your knowledge of the other side to prove assistance.

There wasn’t any of that in the early morning for you to assist to, only left with a stack of dossiers from criminals given by Detective Kwon you may or may not have had previous contact with. You found yourself restless and decided on a little stroll around the precinct to stretch your legs.

It wasn’t that easy navigating your way through the precinct halls as you tried to remember where things were, using familiar posters and bulletin boards on the brick walls of the precinct.

The layout still confused you regardless of how many times you had been in this building as you exchanged pleasantries with the different officers and detectives you had met before, giving polite greetings to those you hadn’t yet.

Leaving your office you realized how little energy you had at that moment. The clock hadn’t yet made it to noon as you made a beeline to the break room in need of an energy boost, remembering the coffee there was better than it had any right to be and put any coffee chain’s overpriced roast to shame.

The quiet door to the break room creaked open as you weren’t the only one with the same idea to sneak in a little caffeine break. You found the security analyst from the morning meeting occupying the room.

“You’re in luck, I just brewed a fresh pot,” the pretty blonde said as she grabbed one of several mugs from an above cabinet. She carefully poured fresh coffee into her mug, opening three packets of sugar and poured them all at once, stirring it several times as she took a seat.

“It’s Yena, right?” you asked as you poured yourself some hot piping coffee into your own mug, watching the satisfying steam coming out. You didn’t bother adding anything, needing the strong and bitter taste to wake you up as you took a seat next to her.

“That would be me,” Yena cutely said as she slurped on her coffee, using both hands to drink it as she clearly enjoyed the taste of it as it hit her taste buds. This was your first official introduction to each other you realized, and there wasn’t a better time to get to know her.

It wasn’t unusual for the room to not be occupied given that the detectives were constantly too busy to breathe on most days, much less spend time to enjoy a meal.

“And you’re Detective Kwon’s new hire, right?” Yena asked, the color in her eyes visible as she leaned in, letting the aroma of the fresh coffee take over.

“Yes, that’s right. I’ve been working unofficially with her on the Goda clan case for weeks. I’ve been spending so much time around here she wanted me to be getting paid for it. Plus, it’s an easy way to keep me safe.”

“Because you used to be one of them, right?” Yena asked. Word went around quickly that Detective Kwon had hired a former yakuza, which made the district uneasy but Eunbi was fully trustworthy and quickly quelled any concerns.

“Something like that,” you responded, not quite wanting to fully respond to such a heavy question to someone you hadn’t had a prior conversation before today.

“Did you ever kill anyone?”

The abruptness of her question almost caused you to spit out your coffee.

“No, I was just a low-level grunt. Not that I was capable of it anyways,” you replied, still surprised at her question.

“You wouldn’t be here working for us if you had, and you’re right. You’re not capable of it at all, you’re too cute.”

You didn’t know how to react to that, taking a long sip of coffee. When your mug hit the table, Yena abruptly grabbed your hands, carefully inspecting them with care.

“Ah, you still have all your fingers,” Yena said, as your expression became even more puzzled.

“...Why wouldn’t I?”

“Don’t you get a finger cut off if you mess up?” Yena said with the cutest amount of laughter.

You stifled a laugh before you felt like responding to such an absurd question.

“You have to commit a serious offense for that to happen. Disobey your patriarch’s orders, kill someone you weren’t supposed to, that sort of thing. Only saw it happen to one other member.”

“Or leave the organization without warning and leak information to the police,” Yena said, putting a hand over her mouth to cover up her laughter this time.

“If they get to me they’ll cut off more than just a finger.”

“Don’t worry, Detective Kwon will make sure all your limbs stay just where they belong,” Yena said teasingly, running a finger around the rim of her mug.

“Are you and Detective Kwon...” Yena said, giving a moment of hesitation before forming the rest of her sentence.

“Are we what?”

“Are you together? You seem so close, I see the way she looks at you whenever she talks to you,” Yena said, and if you didn’t know any better she seemed at least a little jealous.

“No, nothing like that,” you said, sipping on your coffee carefully, amused at the way the conversation had changed.

“Detective Kwon and I had a very interesting first meeting, and we’ve been working together ever since, so we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well working on this case. We’ve established a very tight relationship.”

“I’m sure that’s not that only thing that’s tight,” Yena snickered. You ignored her cute little one-liner as you kept your attention on well, her. She was a real striking beauty - light blonde hair, pretty dark brown eyes, a cute nose, and the fullest red lips you had seen, definitely her best feature. There was some regret sinking in for taking this long to talk to her.

“Yena...are you jealous?” you fired back. If she could ask ridiculous out of nowhere questions then so could you. She wasn’t expecting it if the expression on her face was anything to go on.

“Jealous? What could I possibly be jealous of?” Yena asked nonchalantly, running a hand through strands of golden hair while her cheeks became reddened. If Eunbi had taught you anything it was how to read people, and Yena had a bad poker face.

“I’m too busy working twelve-hour days to be jealous,” Yena said, quick to defend herself. She broke eye contact as her hands fiddled with her coffee mug, shyly staring off in the distance. l

“I should probably get back to work. There’s a stack of dossiers Eunbi left me that I should look over,” you said.

“So soon? We haven’t been here for that long,” Yena said, looking up at the time. “That reminds me, I need to drop this report in her office. Care to come with me?”

“Sure,” you said. You didn’t really see a reason not to accompany her and weren’t actually that eager to go back to going through stacks of criminal profiles that you felt was a little more than busywork.

✦✦

“It’s locked,” Yena said as she jiggled the doorknob to Eunbi’s office. You’re not sure what she expected given the detective had been away all morning. Yena tried again for some reason, as if she were expecting it to magically open the second time as she looked around and tried to figure out what to do.

“You can just drop it off later when she’s back from the investigation can’t you?”

“I could, but what if I forget to give it to her? It’s so easy for me to get caught up in my work that I should leave this for her, it’s important that she gets it.”

“Ah!” Yena said as she scurried away, finding who she needed just out of view. It didn’t take long for her to return, bringing one of the janitors back with her.”

“Here it is. If you could unlock it for me it would be very appreciated. Detective Kwon needed this report on her desk by the afternoon, but you see she’s away on investigation, and I have something to attend to so I won’t be here. You understand, right?”

“No need to explain, Miss Choi, I’ll get you in,” the janitor said as he looked through a giant ring of keys, trying to find the right one and unlocked the office door.

“Just make sure you lock it back up when you’re done. You have a good day.”

“Thanks, you too!” Yena said as she stepped inside and you followed her in, waiting for her to drop off the report.

“I always forget how big her office is,” Yena said as you followed her inside. Detective Kwon had moved to a bigger office, one that was deserving of after her promotion. Yena looked around the office, carefully scanning the various awards and achievements that lined the walls, once again unable to control the jealousy inside her.

“Detective Kwon...you’re so lucky,” Yena muttered under her breath with a faded smile, setting a dark-colored folder on top of her neatly organized desk, making sure not to knock anything over.

“This place is big enough to move in,” Yena said. She took one last look around the spacious office, picking up Eunbi’s signature piglet plush off her desk and gave it a squeeze before putting it back where it belonged.

“Well, we should get out of here before we get too comfortable then,” you said and moved towards the door, ready to move on and get back to whatever work you could manage to do. Your exit was soon blocked by Yena, carrying a mischievous smile on her beautiful face as she stood in the doorway.

“What if I wanted to get a little too comfortable?” she said, closing the door with one hand as it shut behind her, the thud of the door slamming echoing against the high office walls.

“I’m sure you have plenty of work as well, Ye-”

She was quick to silence you by closing the distance and pressing a fingertip against your lips, stopping any additional objections.

“Work can wait. I’ve done what Detective Kwon has asked of me and gave a full detailed report of our breach which is on her desk waiting for her when she comes back.”

“I have dossiers I need to look through to see if I-”

You didn’t finish your sentence for the second time in a row as Yena’s deep brown eyes stared into your own, and you felt her small hands playfully pushing you back as you fell onto the couch. Yena wasn’t far behind and straddled your lap, the weight of her small body comforting as her legs around your waist.

“That can wait, too.”

“Yena, we can’t-

“Have you had sex with her in here?” she said, insisting on not letting you finish an entire sentence.

“What?”

“Have you had sex with Eunbi in this office?”

“Of course not. She’s a professional and this office is for work use only.”

That was the answer Yena was looking for if the change in her expression was anything to go by.

“Let’s change that, then,” she said as she wrapped her hands around the nape of your neck, staring even deeper into your eyes.

“Unless you don’t want to, that’s fine. You can go back to your office all alone and look at a bunch of old guys who you may or may not have seen in your past life.”

“That sounds like a terrible alternative to what’s happening right now.”

“I think so too."

Without another word you felt the warmth of her full lips smacking against your own, taking you by surprise. Instinctively you snaked your hands around her slender waist, giving in to temptation with ease. Her lips were soft as silk and tasted like your favorite candy as her tongue eagerly entered your mouth played with your counterpart.

Yena showed her aggressive side as she grabbed the back of your head, wanting you to taste her deeper as her tongue danced around in your mouth as you explored her body with your hands and wanted to rip the tight black top she had that only served as a nuisance.

“Not bad,” Yena said as the kiss was broken, lightly gasping for air as she cupped your face and stared intently into your eyes. You wanted more of her, more of her addicting taste, but she had other ideas as you let her take charge.

“I’ll show you something even better.”

Yena didn’t give you a moment to respond as she dismounted your lap and dropped to her knees, eyeing your crotch as her lips curled into a devilish smirk, ruffling a hand through her hair.

“Let’s see what Detective Kwon has been keeping to herself,” she said with a lustful look on her features as she worked your pants and unzipped them, running her small delicate hands all over your clothed cock as it hardened at her touch.

“Looks like someone’s ready,” Yena giggled, biting her lip as she gave your crotch a firm squeeze and traced the outline of your bulge with her fingers. Giving your thighs a few strokes she spread your legs wide and pulled your cock out of your boxers, wrapping her fingers around it and gave a few pumps to bring you to full hardness.

“This must be one of the reasons Eunbi likes you so much,” she said as she admired your hard shaft, the feel of her warm hand on your cock sending heavenly pleasure up your body.

Yena kept the friction slow and pleasurable, lazily stroking your shaft as she pulled your boxers down to grant full access to your cock. Licking her lips she gave a long swipe of her wet tongue from base to tip. swirling around your swollen cockhead and flicking against your leaking slit as you moaned.

She explored your throbbing shaft with her wet tongue, gathering up precum on it as she needed more and wanted to move on to the main event. Yena had deep desire and lust in her seductive eyes and hunger that could only be satiated by one thing.

Yena licked everywhere she could, tasting every inch of your cock and needing you inside her hungry mouth without delay. She ran her tongue over her lips a second time and planted a tender kiss on the tip of your cock. Making sure her hair was out of her eyes, her lips parted with your shaft and took you into her wet warm mouth, causing a deep moan to escape your mouth almost involuntarily, sending electricity throughout your spine.

You felt intense pleasure as Yena’s soft plump lips wrapped around your cock, a feeling like nothing else that set your senses on fire as she slowly sucked on your swollen tip, her tongue playfully licking the underside of your shaft.

“Yena...fuck,” you moaned, tilting your head and relaxing back into the couch. Yena’s lips felt so warm and soft, the wetness of her mouth overwhelming you as she sucked you off, tending to your pleasure at her pace and keeping constant eye contact that aroused you even more.

“Do you like that?” Yena asked, spitting on your cock repeatedly and stroking it furiously, wanting your shaft nice and wet for her as her tongue wandered around and coated every surface in warm plentiful saliva.

“I do, it feels amazing,” you said, the intense pleasure causing your breath to hitch. The pleasure was intoxicating as Yena returned to working your shaft, using her delicious plump lips and tongue in tandem as she bobbed her head up and down and watched the satisfaction in your eyes that she was giving.

You let out a loud deep breath as Yena continued her oral assault, sliding her luscious lips up and down your cock with ease as she let out messy slurping noises as she enjoyed what she was doing to you. In no time at all she upped her pace, no longer content as her movements grew wild, sucking your cock sloppily in a way that matched only the way Eunbi performed oral on you.

Yena knew what she was doing as she fondled your balls with one hand, caressing your thigh with the other to bring as much pleasure as she could and amplified the intensity, leaving a trail of drool as your shaft glistened in the light.

“God, that feels so fucking good,” you moaned, running a hand through golden strands of hair before grabbing the back of her head, guiding the movements of her amazing blowjob and trying to find any outlet for the harsh spikes of pleasure taking over.

You could barely remember where you were, much less that you were in Eunbi’s office and one of her team members was pleasuring your cock.

Yena’s lips went deep, hitting the end of your shaft as she slobbered on your cock, covering every inch in her warm saliva. The endless pleasure was becoming too much as you watched the gorgeous blonde swallowing down your cock with ease.

“Fuck...if you keep doing that you’re gonna make me cum.”

“That’s what I’m trying to do,” Yena said seductively as she rubbed your shaft all over her puckered lips.

“Cum in my mouth.”

You weren’t going to say no to that.

Yena wanted to show you what she could really do as she held onto your thighs and bobbed her head hastily, becoming a blur of blonde hair as she eagerly anticipated your release.

The point of no return rapidly approached. You couldn’t help moaning loudly at how Yena’s mouth felt, so warm, and wet, her lips so incredibly soft that it was impossible to last any longer. The look in her eyes pleaded for your climax and you weren’t going to disappoint her.

“Yena, I’m gonna fucking cum, oh f-fuck-”

Your climax struck like a lightning bolt as you felt it from your head to your curling toes. With both hands on the back of her head, you pushed Yena’s pretty face all the way down to your base, your shaft throbbing wildly as you unloaded several spurts of hot cum into her warm mouth and down her tight throat, grunting loudly with each shot.

Nothing existed at that moment as you groaned and groaned as your sharp orgasm took over your body, continuing to empty your balls into her mouth. You were both so focused on your pleasure, the way your cock was being drained dry that neither of you noticed the sound of the doorknob being turned as the door swung open.

“Could have sworn I locked this door before I left...”

Detective Kwon.

You both froze in panic at the situation, releasing the tight grip on Yena’s head as you had been caught quite literally with your pants down. Your depleted shaft plopped out of Yena’s warm mouth as she had gathered your thick and plentiful load into her mouth and you were both forced to turn your attention to Eunbi as you both gasped for air.

“Well, well, well. This isn’t what I was expecting to see during my lunch break,” Eunbi said, shutting the door behind her and standing with her hands on her hips.

“Dwrtrecrtrv-” Yena tried speaking with her mouth full of thick hot semen gathered on her tongue.

“Seems like your mouth is a little full at the moment. I hope you were planning on swallowing that.”

Yena immediately obeyed as if it were a direct order, tilting her head back as she took two big gulps and sent your load down into her stomach, licking her lips clean. She opened her mouth, letting you and not Eunbi see that nothing was left, all gone.

"Delicious."

“Damn right it is, good job. Now, care to explain why you’re on your knees sucking my new hire’s cock in the middle of my office? Not that I blame you, but how did you even get in here?”

“I had those reports you requested from this morning’s meeting, and I made sure not to forget to drop them off. There was a janitor nearby so I asked him to let me in.”

“Spoken like a true security expert. That explains the first part, but not why I found you with a mouth full of cock.”

“Well, we were having coffee together, and he’s cute. Do I need a better reason?”

Eunbi sighed. “Try and keep it in your pants, both of you. Now get dressed and get out.”

Yena headed out first as you got dressed quickly, not wanting to make things even more awkward. She gave a polite bow to Detective Kwon while hastily making her exit. You headed towards the door to make your own exit when Eunbi placed a hand on your shoulder, leaning into your ear to whisper something.

“If you’re going to fuck her later, make sure you don’t pull out. I bet she’s tight.”

Just the thought Eunbi put into your mind sent blood to your loins again. You gathered your senses and smiled at Eunbi.

“I’ll go look over those files now. See you later, detective.”

✦✦

It was hard to concentrate on the rest of the day to say the least. You went in and out of Detective Kwon’s office, giving your input and knowledge throughout the day and thankfully not once did she mention the incident from earlier in the morning, focusing on giving what limited details she decided to give from her crime scene investigation from earlier.

Long into the afternoon you roamed the halls, heading back towards your office to go over more files Detective Kwon had assigned.

“Come with me.”

You barely heard the three words until you were dragged into a nearby supply closet. Not even bothering to switch the light on, you felt your back being pushed against shelves, small hands pressed against both sides of your face. You felt warmth against your mouth, lips that were unforgettable and unmistakable soft lips of the security analyst, Yena. You could barely see the outline of her pretty face, the darkness of the room dimly showing her blonde hair.

“I think we should find another office.”

“I’d rather we didn’t get caught again.”

“Well then, my place or yours?”

She didn’t give you a moment to respond as she pulled you into another kiss, time more aggressively, adding more tongue and biting on your lower lip. You felt powerless to resist, not that you wanted to.

“My place,” Yena said, deciding for you. “I want you somewhere Eunbi hasn’t been.”

“You really are jealous, aren’t you?”

Yena huffed. “I told you, I’m not,” she responded, giving your crotch a firm squeeze through your pants.

"It's not like she has the most amazing figure, perfect huge tits, and thighs that could crush a watermelon. Not to mention how beautiful she is, but no, I'm not jealous."

"Not even a little?"

“No, shut up, let’s get out of here.”

✦✦

Out of the few women you had slept with from Eunbi’s team, including the detective herself, they all gave you a chance to explore their place, even so much as offering a drink before the magic happened.

Not Yena.

There wasn’t any offering of so much as a glass of water, barely did you even have a chance to kick off your shoes as you entered Yena’s apartment before being whisked away dragged straight into the bedroom.

This Yena was different from the security analyst back at the precinct, the cute girl who loved to make jokes and covered her mouth every time she laughed. This version of Yena was a little less shy, a lot more confident, and certainly a lot more aggressive.

That’s not to say you didn’t love this new side of Yena. Every move she made caught you unprepared, and before you knew it you were flat your back was flat on her black silk sheets, as you engaged in another hot and heavy makeout session.

“I want you, Yena,” you said as you tenderly kissed her sensitive neck, wrapping your arms around her slim waist again as your hands roamed all over each other’s body desperately as you found her irresistible.

“And I want you to fuck me,” she said, quick to divest your shirt off your body as she admired your bare chest.

This Yena knew exactly what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it.

“Fuck me like you’ve fucked Eunbi,” Yena said. She had the same lustful stare from earlier, this time more intense and hungry.

“Eunbi is usually the one in control,” you said, matching her gaze and trying to keep up her intensity.

“Then I guess it’s your turn. Must be your lucky day.”

“Considering I got a blowjob from the hottest blonde before noon today, I’d agree with you,” you said, briefly letting Yena react before you grabbed her body and pulled her onto the bed, switching places with her. She smirked.

“Fuck me,” Yena repeated, the look in her eyes growing with intensity even more. It wouldn’t be that hard for you to give in to her demands as you dove into her neck again, sucking away at the tender skin until you were stopped.

“D-don’t leave a mark, Eunbi will kill us.”

“Then let her kill us.“

Yena took a second to think. “I’d rather have your lips somewhere else.“

Without hesitation, she grabbed the hem of her black top, lifting it up and over her head and tossing it away in the distance. Your eyes feasted on her full round breasts covered in a lacy black bra that demanded to be free.

Yena always dressed rather conservatively at work, wearing buttoned-up shirts or blouses that covered up her chest without any real hint as to what she was working with. It was a nice surprise to see how busty she was.

“What do you think? They’re nowhere near as big as Eunbi’s,” she said, somehow disappointed even after showing off such a delicious set of supple tits.

“I think they’re perfect.”

You didn’t waste any time, allowing your hands to take over as they caressed over any exposed skin you could find as you felt her tight, toned midriff, kissing her collarbone on both sides and falling into a trance at the sight of her nearly exposed breasts.

Yena had as little patience as you did, reaching behind her back with one hand as she unhooked the clasp of her bra, hastily wanting to be rid of the piece of fabric. She watched your reaction as she removed the straps off her shoulders, stripping off the garment and disposing of it to leave her full breasts exposed for your eyes only.

You grew breathless at the sight of her exposed juicy tits, mouth salivating at the sight of perfectly pale and round mounds of flesh that nothing else no longer mattered to you.

Yena lifted her arms over her head, giving you the perfect view of her now topless body and exposed pale skin as her breasts bounced. You couldn’t resist any longer as you cupped her sizable tits, squeezing the soft flesh that fit perfectly into your hands that earned the cutest of moans from her as you kneaded them gently.

“Taste them. Taste me,” Yena said, her voice full of need as you kept your hands full, never wanting to stop playing with her large tits that felt so pillowy soft to the touch.

“Do you like my tits?” she asked, clearly already knowing the answer. You couldn’t get enough of them, both your hands and eyes were drawn to them like a moth to a flame, massaging the warm flesh as you ran a thumb over both nipples, causing them to harden against your touch and eliciting cute gasps.

“I fucking love them,” you said, immediately diving in and latching your lips around one of her stiff nipples, sucking gently on it as your other hand fondled the one not in your mouth. Yena whined cutely, her body jerking at the pleasure as your lips and tongue stayed attached to her stiffened nipple that you never wanted to leave.

Yena’s beautiful eyes closed shut for a moment as you switched breasts, your lips attacking each and every part of her voluptuous chest as you slurped on her nipples until they were drenched in saliva and swollen, suckling with purpose and desire.

She was falling apart by the second as you messily sucked her tits, and you felt the need to give her even more. You wanted her to melt into a puddle as you gradually traveled a hand down her pants, into her underwear and slipped a finger into her tight pussy.

Yena gasped and her hips bucked as your finger explored her hole, your digit being coated liberally with the slick juices that had formed. She squirmed and writhed underneath you wildly as you fucked her hole slowly, earning several muted moans as you couldn’t help but continue kissing her as she moaned into your mouth

“You’re so wet, Yena,” you said, slowly pumping into her cunt back and forth, feeling the tightness of her walls gripping your finger harshly, the wet womanly juices abundant on your fingers as you played with her wet folds two knuckles deep.

“I’m wet because of you.”

Those words brought a smile to your lips, finding motivation to move deeper as the only sounds escaping from Yena’s lips was a series of gasps and moans as you brought a second finger inside, pumping into her as deep to the very hilt as wanton desire flooded her body.

“F-fuck, I need you inside me. Not just your fingers, I need you to fuck me. Now.”

You couldn’t quite tell if she was begging or demanding, either way you weren’t going to let her request go unanswered. You gave a few more pumps before withdrawing your wet messy fingers out of her hole before making a show of licking them clean.

“You’re delicious, Yena.”

She gave a shy smile in response, and you were quick to work the zipper of her pants, forcibly yanking down both her pants alongside her underwear. Yena was left completely naked and all her beautiful curves on display for you and nothing could make you take your eyes off her.

Yena’s nude body was impeccable, a beautiful work of art from head to toe - perfect breasts, tight tummy, plentiful thighs, and the prettiest pussy, clean-shaven and dripping wet, delicious pink flesh ready to be devoured.

Yena instinctively spread her legs for you, and while you were nothing but eager to give her a taste you frowned as you felt your face being pushed away and denied of such a succulent treat.

“I can’t wait any longer, just fuck me.”

While you lamented the loss of having her thighs around your head, you couldn’t argue with her as you quickly stripped to match her state of undress, sending clothes flying off of your body in a blur.

You were equally eager to get started as you knelt and positioned yourself between Yena’s spread legs, admiring her pink flesh dripping with arousal as you took your cock and lined it up with her entrance. It took everything in your power to not immediately shove your needy cock deep inside Yena, wanting to savor the experience of initial penetration.

Her pretty pink pussy was more than ready for your cock as you rubbed your shaft between her slippery lips, feeling the heat from between her pussy inviting you in. Yena couldn’t take much more of your teasing, unable to control herself as she snatched your shaft out of your hand and slipped the tip of your cock inside her dripping heat, parting her warm flesh as you entered her pussy for the first time.

“Oh f-fuck…” she moaned as she let go of the tight grip she had on of your cock, letting you do the rest as you pushed in deeper to allow your tip to disappear inside her wanton body.

“A little impatient aren’t we?” you teased, gingerly moving your swollen cockhead in and out of Yena’s tight pussy as the intense warmth and wetness surrounded your rigid shaft.

“Y-yes. Don’t make me beg.”

“But that sounds like so much fun,” you said as a wry smile washed over your face.

“Just shut up and fuck me,” Yena bluntly said, as if she had flipped a switch from begging to demanding. When a woman asked you to fuck her, you wouldn't dare disappoint.

You moved slowly inside Yena with a gentle but steady pace, using your hips as you gave smooth, gentle strokes, watching the slick pink lips of her tight pussy being stretched out with the first few inches of your shaft.

“More. I can take it, give me all of you,” Yena said as she let out a series of whiny moans, tossing blonde hair back and placing her hands flat on the mattress.

Yena looked up with an insatiable desire as she bit her lip, and you followed her instructions as inch by inch you slid in deeper into her cunt, keeping your eyes focused on her, only finding deep pleasure in her eyes.

Keeping the movements smooth as possible you worked every inch inside, letting her tight pussy swallow up your shaft until you had bottomed her out, sharing gasps and moans of being completely inside her.

“That’s it, just like that. Fuck, you’re so big,” Yena blurted out as she gritted her teeth, letting herself adjust to your length and gasping at the hard flesh buried inside her cunt.

“So fucking tight,” you said, unable to think straight at the sensations of you being buried to hilt inside the incredibly sexy blonde you were lucky enough to now be inside. Yena’s eyes signaled for you to keep going and you did so without hesitation, sliding every inch that had been covered in her wet juices again and again.

Yena grew relaxed as the time went on, every thrust as pleasurable as could be as you fucked, finding the perfect rhythm. You impaling her with every inch with deep strokes and you felt overwhelmed by the tight grip of her drenched wet lips.

“Does that feel good?” you asked, watching Yena carefully. It took her a moment to process your words, pleasure running its course throughout her body.

“It feels amazing. Fuck me harder.”

You were happy to fulfill her request, having your fill of build-up. Grabbing onto Yena’s slender waist, you used more power in your hips as you granted harder thrusts, driving yourself deep with every movement and upping your pace gradually.

It was a wonderful sight to see. Yena’s gorgeous naked body was rocked by your deep thrusts, causing her beautiful breasts to bounce deliciously with every pop of your hips as her pretty mouth stayed open, releasing a mass of satisfied moans. She grew progressively wetter the longer you fucked her, every inch of your hard shaft covered in her essence as kept yourself buried balls deep at the end of every thrust.

“Come on, I said to fuck me harder,” Yena said with a fire in her eyes, unsatisfied

with your current pace. You had been holding back, not wanting to hurt her and also savoring the feeling of every entrance and exit into her wet cunt.

The chains had been unshackled and you were going to give in to both of your desires, fueled by the lust and hunger in her eyes. Without the need for build-up you immediately intensified your thrusts, slamming your hips against her tight body and fucking Yena with deep strokes into her body that gave spikes of pleasure.

Your rhythm grew harsher as you pistoned into her pussy, the bed creaking and rocking against the bedroom wall. In no time at all the room filled with the lustful sounds of pleasure and smacking of hot flesh against hot flesh as your naked bodies became misted with sweat. You leaned forward and captured Yena’s full bouncing breasts with your fingertips, squeezing the soft flesh as her pretty moans grew louder and whinier.

“There you go. Pound that tight little pussy,”

With your hands full of Yena’s plentiful tits you let out your own series of lustful noises, growls and grunts that sounded more animalist by second as you kept slamming your cock into Yena, finding the perfect angle as the walls of her dripping warm hole became more of a tight fit by the second.

“Fuck, that’s so good, don’t fucking stop!”

You kept the intensity up as sweat dripped down your forehead, exerting all the energy and power you had in your hips. You didn’t care if the bed underneath you was going to give out and collapse, all that mattered was the sharp pleasure you were feeding the both of you.

“Oh my god, I’m going to cum!” Yena desperately cried out, the pulsating walls of her heat confirming her words as they squeezed your cock and released repeatedly as you continued pushing her over the edge.

Running your hands all her bare skin you felt all you could of Yena’s pale bare skin, gliding your palms over her soft flushed skin. Yena reached for your hands as you interlocked your fingers with her, feeling her small hands squeezing yours as you repeatedly drove yourself inside her and helped Yena chase her impending climax.

“I’m cumming!”

You didn’t dare stop moving your rapidly pistoning shaft as Yena came hard all over your cock, her breathing audibly speeding up as her toes curled, and her hips bucked with a mind of their own. Her orgasm was so loud and so violent as the entire bed frame shook, her slim fingers squeezing the life out of your own and pounded her straight through every second of her orgasm.

It took several moments for Yena to recover from her orgasm, coming back to life as her breath slowly came back to its usual state. With your hands still linked when Yena you gradually slowed down your hips until you were barely moving inside her, leaning as far as you could and lifted her arms over her head.

“You’re really good at this,” Yena said, every syllable gasping for air as she softly kissed your lips as she looked into with glazed over eyes.

“Good at what?”

“At making me cum. I can still feel it,” Yena said weakly, a shy smile overtaking her features. She leaned into to give you one more kiss as her eyes continued to stay half-lidded as she recovered from her euphoric bliss.

“It’s your turn now. You must be close, right?” Yena asked, catching her breath, her delicious chest heaving hypnotically.

“I’ve got a little left,” you said, looking into Yena’s eyes once more as she gave off a proud smile.

“Keep fucking me then. Take me however you want.”

You didn’t exchange any more words as you slowly withdrew your cock from inside Yena, your cock stained with her messy juices that glistened in her bedroom lights. You immediately knew how you wanted her as you grabbed her hips and turned her body over, letting you see her cute backside for the first time.

Yena quickly received your message and got into position on hands and knees, raising her tight ass and shaking it as she brought a hand between her creamy thighs and played with her splayed pink lips, looking back erotically.

“Shove that nice cock back inside me.”

There was no time to waste in a moment like this, but you allowed yourself just a second to admire Yena’s bent over body in the best position, face down into the mattress and her delicious ass raised up in preparation for what was next.

Yena wasn’t left empty for very long as you returned your cock back inside her, finding it impossible to tease her as you slid back inside with one smooth stroke. She was even wetter after her orgasm, and in this position she felt much tighter, the snugness of her walls almost too much to bear as you picked up speed and fucked her from behind.

“Oh fuuuck…”

Just like before you didn’t bother with any build-up, immediately re-establishing your pace and ramming your cock slick with her juices at a swift pace, earning sinful gasps and moans from the moaning blonde.

The view in front of you was perfect. Yena’s bent over body, the perfect arch of her back, pristine pale skin from head complete with beautiful pink lips that your cock was spearing repeatedly, it was all surreal to experience.

The air felt light as you felt the tightness of warm flesh wrapped around your shaft, you wondered how you lucked into sleeping with a fourth different member of Eunbi’s team, each woman a unique sexual experience in their own individual way.

Yena’s wide hips were the perfect resting spot for your hands as you thrusted harshly into her, giving deep firm strokes that hit her most pleasurable spot as you found her favorite angle. Her cheeks jiggled with every rock of your hips as you smacked up against her tight body, constant wetness and warmth suffocating your shaft.

“Just like that, you’re so fucking deep, oh god…”

It wasn’t enough just to take her in this position, you desperately needed more. With one hand on her hip, you grabbed the front of her shoulder with the other and pulled her back until her body was upright with yours, her sweaty back pressed up against your chest. The newly found position added for even deeper penetration and a heightened sense of intimacy, with the additive incentive of Yena able to moan closer to your ears.

“I’m starting to think you like my pussy,” Yena said.

“I love it. Your pussy feels so fucking good, I want to be inside you all night.”

“Do you like it more than Eunbi?” Yena said. “You don’t have to answer.”

You were thankful she didn’t need an answer for such an impossible question, one that you would be able to answer in a million years. Your thoughts resumed back to the dripping hot flesh wrapped around your cock that you were pounding into, desperate to take as much pleasure from her body as possible.

“That’s it, just like that! Fuck me as hard as you can!”

Yena’s lustful words and sensual moans were music to your ears. Part of you worried that you were being too rough, but when the screams and moans that were a constant stream from Yena’s lips you knew otherwise.

You did everything you could to keep Yena in this position, holding onto her body with one hand to ensure her body stayed upright. Your other hand had reached around to her plentiful chest, grabbing the breast closest to you as best as you could and squeezing the soft mound harshly all while you were ramming into her tight cunt at full speed.

“Oh f-uck! Fuck me just like this, fuck me until you cum in me!”

You hadn’t heard a better set of encouraging words all week. The room grew hotter by the second, each thrust into Yena’s warmth sending shockwaves of pleasure. Your hips worked overtime, smacking harshly against her sweaty body as the beautiful echo of flesh slapping echoed in the room.

It was your turn to be greedy as you gave everything you had, desperately craving your release the same way Yena had taken hers already. Your bodies intertwined as you ravaged Yena’s tight body, using all your leftover energy to give in to your animalistic desires.

“I”m so fucking close,” you growled, keeping up the merciless pace, each thrust being buried to the hilt inside Yena’s tight pussy, aching for your release. The loud smack against her ass, the wetness of her tight pussy, it was all far too much to handle.

“I want you to cum, I need you to cum inside me, please. Cum inside me like you have inside Eunbi, please, please cum inside my tight little pussy,” Yena begged, once again her switch being turned on as she turned in a cute whimpering mess.

There wasn’t a chance of doing anything else.

You didn’t want it all to end. The creak of Yena’s bed that you swore was liable to break at any second, the deep guttural moans that escaped her lips, and the wet squelch of her dripping tight cunt as you endlessly pounded into her, a sound that intoxicated you as it entered your ears, you wanted it all to last for eternity.

Just a few more thrusts was all you had left, at the peak of your final one you slammed hard and buried yourself deep into her dripping cunt and exploded, throbbing violently and filling her walls with thick hot cum. Yena tilted her head to meet yours and interrupted your moans with her warm lips as you filled her tight cavern to the brim with hot cum, muffled moans desperate to escape each other’s tired mouths as you emptied every drop into her hot tight body.

The look of satisfaction in Yena’s eyes was unforgettable as her pussy milked you dry, aching for more as you shared one final kiss, struggling to remember where you were. You crashed together on top of the tortured mattress, sweaty bodies stacked together as you rested inside her warmth, spent and depleted of stamina as you kissed the shoulders, neck, and upper back of the woman who you just had the most exhausting and satisfying sex with.

“That...was...amazing…” Yena said, syllables difficult to form as much as the depleted air in her lungs. Once you came back to your senses, you gradually withdrew your cock from her freshly fucked pussy, watching as your thick milky load stained her pink splayed lips and thighs, introducing itself to her expensive bed sheets.

When it was all said and done you found yourself underneath Yena’s tired and sweaty body, trying to fix the messy strands of her disheveled hair as the idea of moving a muscle felt impossible.

“You okay?” you asked, hoping you weren’t too rough on the young girl, finding stringing a sentence together in your post orgasm haze a foreign concept.

“I’ve never been better.”

✦✦

Detective Kwon twirled her pen repeatedly as she looked over the multi-page report on her desk from security analyst Choi Yena. Several things had happened over the course of the past six hours that Eunbi involuntarily skipped lunch, only able to fit in a few granola bars and a bottle of water. While some of the terminology stated wasn’t familiar to her, she got the gist of and signed off on the necessary security upgrades, routine password changes, and additional security staff employed around the more vulnerable areas of the precinct.

Eunbi grew endlessly frustrated at the situation, finding the case at an impasse. She had investigated dozens of suspects and witnesses over the course of several weeks, all that energy put into a failed raid was causing her to lose faith in her job as head detective.

Taking a deep sigh Eunbi rested her head on her desk, trying to momentarily forget about the troubles of her job. Not even getting a few seconds of respite her phone rang, the vibration nearly causing it to fall off her no longer organized desk. She hesitated at first to answer, not only since it wasn’t usual for her to get calls after hours but also from a private number, ultimately choosing to answer at the last second.

“Detective Kwon speaking.”

“Detective...this phone call has been a long time coming.”

“Who is this? How did you get this number?”

“That’s not important. It seems your entire case has fallen apart at the seams hasn’t it? That’s rather unfortunate.”

“Listen here, whoever the hell you are I will find you and l-”

“Relax, detective. I’m not here to cause any more trouble than you already have. I’d like to offer you a deal.”

“I’m sorry but I’m not interested-”

“You’re trying to catch Patriarch Goda, isn't that correct, Detective? It seems like you’ve run low on luck lately.”

“I’m not at liberty to discuss any information pertaining to any of our ongoing cases. It’s all strictly confidential.”

“That’s too bad, then. I guess you won’t be interested in any information I have on the patriarch’s whereabouts.”

“I’m listening.”

“I can tell you everything you need to know. His hideouts, his clan members, I can even give you detailed information on his weapon supply. All I need is one thing in return.”

“And what exactly would that be?”

“You have two of my men in custody. Takabe-san and Kasuga-san. They haven’t been formally charged with any crimes if my research is correct.”

“I’ve already told you I can’t discuss confidential information, especially over the phone.”

“Then let’s speak hypothetically. If there were any men arrested under those names, were they to be released I have information to use at your will regarding Patriarch Goda.”

“How do I know this information is accurate?”

“I’ll send one of Goda’s hideouts free of charge as a gesture of goodwill. When both of my men have been released I’ll give you everything you need about him, what you do with that information is up to you, detective.”

“Why would you give up this information in trade? Are these men that important to you?”

“Loyalty is important, and these men have been loyal to me since day one. I find the patriarch’s methods detestable and I’ve seen too much unnecessary bloodshed under his command. I wish to take over his clan and become the new patriarch.”

“That sounds very ambitious. I’m not exactly convinced about this.”

“What choice do you have, detective? You don’t exactly have many options at this point I gather?”

“Fine. Your men haven’t done anything to be charged with anyways.”

“Good choice, detective. I’ll give you twenty-four hours to release my men, bring them to the pier by the northern highway at midnight. Come alone.“

Eunbi didn’t have a chance to respond when the caller on the other end hung up, Whoever it was was right, she didn’t have many options at this point.

✦✦

“This is clearly a setup, Detective Kwon. It all sounds too good to be true,” said Sakura, the worry in her eyes visible as the sun was bright.

“I’d have to agree, it sounds like the perfect opportunity for a trap.”

“I appreciate the concern, but I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself. If they try anything I can distract them with these,” Eunbi said, grabbing two handfuls of her large breasts as she flashed a cheeky smile.

“We’ll have a small backup team nearby as a precaution.”

“If you really think that’s necessary, but make sure you stay far away. I don’t want them to get spooked.”

“Of course, detective.”

“This is our second chance. Let’s not waste it.”

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Heyoo so I’ve been thinking about this for a while

✨ maid shigaraki✨

So imagine this ur a successful business woman god knows how many companies u own, u live in this mansion( or whatever house u want) of course u have maids and butlers, u always had liked that one maid shigaraki he was adorable and always blushing and apologizing for any mistakes he made, u always made him clean ur office just to watch him that made him super nervous he thought u were gonna fire him, not to mention every time he bent down u can see that really cute pink lacy panties u oh so love, shigaraki liked u a lot but he knows he doesn’t have a chance with u I mean look at u !!! Ur amazing and gorgeous and him will u know plus he knows he’s only a maid nothing else to u (little does he know how much u adore him), let’s say he was cleaning ur desk and drops something and breaks he panics hard ( he’s almost hyperventilating) he runs to his room to hides he knows this is his last day, u were shocked when u heard glass breaking u thought shigaraki got hurt when u came to check u found him gone ( tbh u couldn’t give a fuck what happened to that glass) u looked everywhere u didn’t find him so u called one of the butlers to get him, they finally found him, poor baby was shaking while talking to u, u were upset why was he that scared of u?? then it hit u the best idea ever he can make it up to u, u started to shush him telling him it’s ok he can make it up, he of course accepted he will do anything for u, u brought him to ur desk and to sit on ur lap he was blushing like crazy u started to talk about how much u love him, he’s like a precious jewel (ngl that made him emotional he never thought he was that important to u)to u but u were upset that he hates u or ( u thought he didn’t like u) he panicked confessed at this point u couldn’t wait so u bend him over the desk and flapping the skirt of the dress to reveal his cute lacy panties, u wanted to punish him for breaking that glass so u spanked him for bit, at this point shigaraki was a mess moaning and whining for u to fuck him. Let’s say u never were this thankful for a glass to break

♥️Kinks as always sub shigaraki and a dom reader I would say a master kink or a mommy one u can pick and a happy ending since I don’t have it in me , loll I kind of run out of ideas for kinks , OH MAYBE U CAN PEG HIM TOO SINCE U BEND HIM OVER THE DESK, why did i think of that now anyways I hope u liked my idea as always don’t forget to drink water and get plenty of rest ♥️

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Glass

Warnings: Shiggy gets his ass eaten (as he deserves) MISTRESS KINK?! MY FIRST ONE?! anal fingering, anal penetration with toy.

By the time this is posted, I will be a fully vaccinated queen 😫🤚🏻

tbh I'm back in my mfing zone now that school is over.

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Another day, another dollar. Well, another 10,000 dollars in your case. You were the image of success. You had everything you could ask for, except someone who cared about you. Who really cared about you. Money couldn't buy you love, and even if it did, you're not sure you’d want it. No, you wanted true love—the type of love you see in your home theater. But you'd never have that. Instead, everyone saw you as a walking bag of money. They felt they were guaranteed a new house and car if they kissed you well enough (they never did).

Although, there was one person that you cared about. His name was Tomura Shigaraki. You weren't mean, but truthfully you never made an effort to learn the names of the others. You had a huge crush on him. You knew it was impossible, that kind of love that only worked out in movies, and this wasn't a movie. This was real life, and real-life was harsh. All you could do was admire him, watch him work, and gaze at him lovingly. If only he knew, if only he knew how you got butterflies when you saw him.

He looked so cute when he bent down to get something. When he was hired, you had run out of male uniforms, so he was stuck in a tiny maids dress and the undergarments to match. You never mentioned it to him when you had gotten more uniforms, and he didn't ask for a new one. You were so glad he didn't, the little dress barely covered his cute butt, and the white lacy panties under it peeked out as he cleaned. He was immediately assigned to clean your office every day. No matter how clean it was, he was tasked to come in every day and dust the spotless shelves.

He seemed to hate you, though. He’d come in and clean as fast as he could and leave immediately. It broke your heart; you tried to be kind and make small talk, but he just wasn't interested. Or so it seemed. Secretly he just got so flustered when he was with you that he couldn't stand it. He was just so scared that he'd make a mess and lose his job. You looked so intimidating sitting in your big chair with your expensive clothes.

The first time he made a mistake, he was terrified. He dropped a book and froze. He was close to tears. After that, he repeatedly apologized, offering to pack his things, but you just knelt next to him and put a finger to his lips.

“It’s okay, Tomura, ” you said, “it’s just a book. Please don't worry, ”

The use of his name, his first name, gave him butterflies like never before.

“Th-thank you, ma’am, ” he stuttered.

“No need for formalities, call me y/n, ” you said, standing up to take your seat once again.

“Thank you y/n, ” he whispered.

He was frozen. God, what a beautiful name. It just rolled off his tongue so perfectly. He finished his job quickly and went back to his room. He sat there for hours just saying your name, hearing it, tasting it. You were so beautiful, so powerful in your big leather chair, looking down at the world. Because you were above them all, you were at the top. You had made it in a way no one else could dream of.

What you did next could be considered mean, but...you just had to see more of him, so you made your office a mess. He came in and was quite surprised.

“I'm so sorry, Tomura. I worked late, and things just got...well y’know, ” you said, gesturing to your office.

“Please don't be sorry! It's my job, ma’am. I mean y/n, I'm so sorry!” Shigaraki rambled.

You laughed a little “it’s alright, Tomura. You don't have to apologize for anything, ” you assured him.

“Thank you y/n, ” he said, getting right to work.

Wrappers and bottles were thrown away and recycled; what a good boy saving the earth. For once, he took his time, no longer scared of you but still self-conscious when he bent down. Maybe he should ask you for a new uniform.

“I’ll be right back, ” you said, “you're doing a great job Tomura, ”

He smiled to himself as he worked until he broke a glass. He broke one of your glasses. Oh god, no. His face fell immediately. How could he let this happen? He was doing such a good job, but he...he let you down. This was it. He was fired, and he knew it. He’d never see you again. Never hear your laugh or watch you furrow your eyebrows as you wrote. He couldn't face you. He ran to his room, already beginning to pack his things.

You rushed towards your office at the sound. What happened? Was tomura hurt? Your mind raced as you ran back. What if Tomura stepped in the broken glass? Or it cut him? You'd feel guilty forever. You slammed open the door, but he had already left. You looked in all the rooms of the floor you were currently on to no avail.

“Hey um, you, ” you called to one of the butlers standing in the hall.

“Yes, madam?”

“Could you tell me where Tomura is? Light blue hair, red eyes?” you asked.

“Yes, he ran off to his room. He looked pretty spooked, ” he replied.

You sighed in relief, “thank you, could you fetch him for me?”

“Of course, ” he nodded, walking off.

You sat impatiently in your office, waiting for him. You checked to see what had broken. Oh, the vase your ex-mother-in-law gave you. You'd have to thank him later. He stumbled into your office, crying quietly. He was shaking as he walked up to your desk, barely keeping his balance.

“I'm so sorry, ” he whimpered, “I didn't mean to, I just was cleaning, and it slipped, and I'm so sorry I messed up. I'm already halfway done packing my things. It's ok you don't have to say anything, ”

“It’s okay, ” you soothed, “I know you didn't mean to. I'm not firing you, Tomura. It's alright, ”

“I know I- what?” he stuttered, “you're not firing me?”

“Of course not. It was a harmless mistake. I've meant to get rid of it for a while anyway, ” you said, “but you still broke the glass, and I think you can make it up to me. Would that be ok?”

He nodded with tears still in his eyes, “I’ll do anything, ”

You took his hand and led him over to your desk. You sat down and patted your lap.

“Come sit, ” you said.

He sat in your lap hesitantly, not putting his full weight on you. You pulled him all the way into your lap.

“Dont be shy, ” you said.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your chin on his shoulder.

“Tomura, why don't you like me?” You asked, “you're always so distant. Can you tell me what I did? I won't be mad, ”

“What do you mean?” he asked, head whipping around to face you.

“You never talk to me. You clean so fast that I barely see you for more than five minutes, ” you explained.

You sighed and stroked his cheek, “Tomura, I like you. I like you a lot. I’d never hurt you, or yell at you, or fire you. You're so special to me. The only reason I have you clean my office is so I can see you. You're the best part of my day. I have a lot of expensive things. Jewelry, clothes, cars, but none of them are as valuable as you, ”

“I don't hate you, I promise! I just get so nervous cause you're so pretty and successful, and you probably think I'm pathetic because this is all I'm good for. I'm just a maid, and you're such a powerful woman. I just didn't want to fuck u- I'm so sorry!” he stuttered.

“Tomura, you don't have to apologize for saying fuck. Do you have any idea what I screamed at my last business meeting? It was much worse than fuck, ” you giggled.

He blushed, “thank you. What I'm trying to say is that I really like you, but I get nervous because I might mess everything up, ”

You pecked him on the cheek, “you won't mess anything up, I promise. I feel the same way. How would you like to become my um personal assistant? You could hang out with me all day, pay is good, you won't really have to do any work, ”

“I- I’d love that so much y/n, ” he beamed.

“Yeah? Alright then, but um, I like your uniform as is, ” you teased.

He blushed, covering his face. You chuckled again, leaning down to kiss up and down his neck.

“What do you think about your pretty uniform, sweetie?” you whispered, “do you like it?”

“Yes, ” he whispered back.

“Repeat after me, Tomu: yes, mistress, ” you said, looking into his bright red eyes.

His pupils dilated as he finally whispered out, “yes, mistress,”

You smashed your lips onto his as he groaned. This was his fantasy. He'd lie in bed thinking about his boss’s mistress’s lips on his. Even if it wasn't sexual, he always craved your soft sweet lips. The way you were rubbing your hands up and down his thighs, pushing the hem of his dress higher and higher, made him squirm.

“Mistress, ” he moaned, “mistress please, I want you, ”

“Yeah? You want me? You want your mistress?” you cooed.

“Yes!” he cried, “yes, mistress!”

You shoved him out of your lap and bent him over the desk. You flipped up his skirt and groaned when you saw his panties. They hugged his butt so perfectly. They stopped just under his waist, and we're swallowed up by his ass like a thong.

“Fuck, ” you groaned, “remember that glass you broke, pet?”

He cringed a little at the memory but nodded, “yes, mistress, ”

“Good boy, ” you cooed, “I'm not mad at you, sweetie, no no no, but I’d still like to punish you. Although I think you'll like what I'm going to do to you, ”

“What are you going to do to me, mistress?” he said, looking back at you while bent over your desk.

It was impeccably neat, thanks to his hard work. But, unfortunately, that desk wouldn't remain clean for long.

“I'm gonna spank you, ok, sweetie?” you said, “let me know if it's too much, ”

He nodded, “ok, mistress,”

You brought your hand down, slapping his ass, watching as he gasped but bucked into your hand. Pain and pleasure couldn't be told apart when you spanked him like that. It should hurt. He should be mad, try and get away from the pain you were inflicting on him. But he loved it. He wanted your hands everywhere; it didn't matter if they were tearing him apart or providing unbelievable pleasure. He wanted you. He wanted whatever you gave him. You were perfect. You were everything, and every touch was perfect.

“Mistress, ” he moaned, “more, harder mistress, ”

You spanked him again, this one really stung, and he loved it. All he could do was moan, drool pudding on your desk. Two spanks, and he was gone, so sensitive in the most amazing ways.

“I'm gonna fuck you like an animal Tomura Shigaraki, ” you said, raking your nails down his back, “I hope you're ready, ”

He moaned, “yes, I'm ready. I'm ready, mistress. I want you to touch me. Please don't be gentle, ”

“Oh, I didn't plan on it, sweetie, ” you whispered, spanking him again.

He groaned, thrusting desperately against the air.

“Aw, is my little pet needy?” you cooed, “do you want to feel good, Tomu?”

“Yes, ” he whimpered, “yes please, mistress, ”

“Well, ” you drawled, “since you've been such a good boy for me, I don't see why not, ”

He groaned at the praise, “yes, mistress. I'm a good boy. I'll be your good boy, ”

You reached into a drawer under the desk and pulled out a bottle of lube and a dildo.

“I’ll have to get a strap for this soon and fuck you properly with it, ” you chuckled, “remind me, will you?”

His breath caught in his throat as he saw what you pulled out. Holy fuck, he wanted that inside him immediately. He watched you lather the lube onto your fingers, had you kept your nails short just for this? It wasn't like you had to use your fingers to get yourself off. You could buy as many vibrators as you wanted and get laid whenever you pleased. Had you been fantasizing about him? He was interrupted by a finger circling dangerously close to his hole.

“Fuck,” he whispered.

“We haven't even gotten started, Tomura, ” you cooed.

You pushed in slowly, letting him savor this new feeling. You got deeper end deeper, starting to thrust and curl it. It felt amazing, but this was just a warm-up. You added another finger at a sluggish pace, moving them lazily as he finally started to acclimate. Relaxing, he moaned and groaned for you, letting everything else go.

“That's my good boy, ” you muttered more to yourself than him.

He looked back at you with a beautiful expression. His eyes were half-lidded, and his mouth was hanging open as he panted like he was in heat.

“Mistress, ” he slurred, “I'm ready for more, ”

“Yeah? You ready for another finger? ” you asked.

“Want the toy, please, mistress. I'm ready, ” he moaned as you curled your fingers.

“Honey, you need to wait a while longer, okay? I don't want it to hurt, ” you soothed.

“No, I want it!” he snapped.

His eyes immediately filled with fear and yours with anger.

“What did you just say to me, ” you whispered menacingly.

“I'm sorry, ” he whimpered.

You spanked him five times in a row, hard. He cried out, tears dripping down his face. After you were done, you pulled him into your lap. He was still sniffling as you held him.

“You can't talk to me like that, Tomura, ” you said.

“I'm sorry, mistress, ” he whispered.

“It’s alright, honey, ” you said, stroking his hair, “everyone makes mistakes, ”

“You're not mad anymore, mistress?” he asked.

“I wasn't mad in the first place, Tomura. I could never get mad at you. But you can't act out like that. You need to be my good boy, remember?” you said.

“I remember, ” he nodded, “if I'm a good boy, can you still use the toy on me? Pretty please?”

“of course, why don't you clean up the desk, sweetie. You drooled all over it, Tomura, ” you said, holding back a laugh.

He blushed but got to work, and in no time, it was spotless.

“Ready to make it messy again, ” you whispered in his ear.

He kissed your neck, “yes, mistress, ”

“See, there's my good boy, ” you praised.

He hugged you, gripping your shirt in his hands. You held him tight. Even though the shirt was close to five hundred dollars, it didn't matter.

“I'm ready, ” he whispered, “for whatever you give me, ”

You let him lean over the desk again, prepping his hole with the original two fingers you had slipped in, adding a third, much to his delight.

“If you had been a good boy, I’d be fucking with my toy right now, ” you reminded him.

“I'm sorry, mistress, ” he whispered.

“It's alright, sweetie, this was a good lesson, ” you said, leaning down to kiss his neck.

He shivered; he loved how sweet your kisses were. You were such a kind mistress, and he swore to himself that he would be such a good boy for you. Only for you. You finally pulled out of him, which was a blessing and a curse. He felt so empty but knew he was bout to be filled to the brim. But to his surprise, the next thing to push into him was your tongue. You licked and sucked the sensitive area, listening to him whine and moan shamelessly.

He knew you had your office soundproofed; you had a relatively colorful vocabulary. He was panting, nails scratching down your desk. Your tongue was wet so warm, just so- oh fuck, so perfect. He loved how it felt to grind back on your face. The most powerful woman in the world was pleasuring him, loving him. What had he done to deserve something as wonderful as this? He was interrupted by a harsh slap on his ass.

“I asked you a question, Tomura. Are you ready for my toy?” you said.

“Yes, mistress, I'm ready, ” he nodded frantically.

You pumped two fingers into him a few times before making a show of lubing up the dildo. You ran your hand up and down it, squeezing and smearing the liquid around. You rubbed it up and down his asshole a couple of times before pressing gently. It slid in with ease. He was gasping, legs trembling from being stuffed full.

“Mistress, ” he gasped, “it's so good, ”

“Yeah? I'm glad, ” you laughed, “that was the goal. Would you like me to start moving it, sweetie?”

He nodded frantically, “yes, yes mistress, I want it, ”

You thrusted slowly, dragging it in and out of him. He was moaning shamelessly, wanting you to see to hear to taste to smell to touch every part of him. He trusted you with life. You sped up, and Tomura’s eyes rolled back; he bucked against your hand. He was losing it now, blabbering mindlessly about how good it felt, how pretty you are, and that he'd always be a good boy.

“You're taking it so well, sweetie, ” you praised, “cum whenever you need to. There's no rush, ”

He nodded even though he couldn't really understand what you were saying. He felt himself getting sucked deeper and deeper into a pit of absolute bliss. Then, just as he was about to slip away, the door opened.

“Miss y/n I-” your representative stuttered.

“I'm busy right now. Thank you for stopping by. I’ll notify you when I'm free, ” you smiled calmly.

Meanwhile, Tomura was the absolute opposite of calm as he fought his orgasm. He didn't want a stranger to see him cum like this! But that just served to push him deeper into his pleasure. The deeper the toy fucked him, the more he lost it until he cried out.

“Mistress! I'm c-cumming!” he moaned.

Cum shot out of his cock, splattering on the clean floor. He was panting. He had just came in front of a stranger and loved every second of it.

“Aww, look at the mess you made, honey, ” you cooed, “such a messy boy, ”

You pulled him into your lap.

“As I said, I'll contact you when I'm free, ” you said, looking at your wide-eyed representative.

He stood there in shock.

You cleared your throat, “Um, are you gonna stare or just...?”

“I'm so sorry I’ll be going sorry to interrupt, ” he stammered.

You laughed a little, looking down at Shigaraki.

“Well, someone had fun, ” you teased.

He whined in embarrassment and hid his head in your chest. You laughed again and stroked his hair. You two sat there the rest of the day, getting absolutely no work done.

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blackhakumen · 2 years

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Mini Fanfic #879: The (Cute) Pumpkin King!! (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

6:12 p.m. at the Smash Mansion, Outside of Mario and Peach's Bedroom.......

Mario: (Inside of His and Peach's Bedroom) Peach! You think you can come in here for a second? I need your help with something!

Peach: Of course, dear! (Opens the Bedroom Door While Wearing a Spiritual Mage Costume) What do you need help with-

Without warning, the mystery figure inside the room begins to reveal himself in a dramatic fashion while wearing a purple cape and an empty, carved pumpkin mask. The figure in question was none other than Mario himself

Mario: Rawwwar!

Peach: ('GASPS') Mario? Is that really you!?

Mario: (Laughs in a Evil Vampire Like Ascent) Who is this "Mario" you speak of? I am the figure that all men, women, and children fear in the night of Halloween. I....am none other than the Great and Powerful Pumpkin Kin-

'Sniff' 'Sniff'

Mario: Huh?

Peach: (Already Forming Tears in her Eyes)

Mario: (Eyes Widened in Complete Worry Before Dropping the Vampire Act Entirely and Rushing Over to his Girlfriend) Oh no. I'm so sorry, Peach! (Gently Grab Her Hand) I-I didn't mean to make you sad or any-

Peach: (Giggles a Little While Wiping the Tears From her Eyes) Oh sweetie....('Sniff') You didn't make me sad at all.

Mario: Wait. Really? A-Are you sure?

Peach: (Happily Nodded) Mmhmm. (Hugs Mario Lovingly) It just warms my heart to see how cute you really are~

Mario: (Stares at Peach For a Brief Second Before Giving her a Deadpinned Look on his Face) We're really doing this again, aren't we?

Peach: Yep!~ You're a precious bean, honey!~ (Gives Mario a Big Kiss on the Cheek) ('Mmmmmwah')

Mario: ('Sigh') How many times do I have to keep telling you this, Peach?..... I'm not cute.

Peach: (Gives Mario a Pouty Look) Oh, yes you certainly are! You're the most cutest man I've ever have to pleasure if meeting. Do I REALLY need to name you all the adorable moments you had in the past?

Mario: No. But I can remind you of all the times that you're more adorable than me.

Peach: ('Scoffs') Oh please. There's no way I can be more cuter in comparison....

Mario: (Raised an Eyebrow) Oh really? Then what about all the time you started fainting over everything little thing?

Peach: I'm a very expressive lady. I can't help but to react a certain way.

Mario: True.....But how about all the times you worry over everyone in this mansion.

Peach: Um. I'm a Certified Mommy, thank you very much. I will ALWAYS worry about you, our babies, and everyone else in our home.

Mario: Even Bowser?

Peach: (Starts Rolling her Eyes) Almost everyone......

Mario: (Chuckles Lightly) Fair. Ooh! How about the time you acted like a complete diva at the soccer tournament we entered together?

Peach: (Facepalms Herself) Oh God....You actually find all of that cute?

Mario: Yeah. I mean, I know it wasn't who you really are at the time, but I still find it pretty adorable. And....(Starts Blushing a Little) a bit more attractive....in a way.....

Peach: (Giggles Softly) Well, I'm oh so flattered that you enjoyed it~ But that doesn't change the fact that you're the cute one in this relationship.

Mario: Really?

Peach: Really times infinity.

Mario: (Noticed Dedede and Escargoon is Walking By Their Room) Oh we'll see about that. (Turns to the Duo From Outside Their Room) Hey, Dedede? Mr. Escargoon?

Dedede/Escargoon: (Stops Walking While Turning Their Heads at the Opened Room) Hm?

Mario: Could you two come over here for a minute? We wanna ask you something?

Escargoon: Uh....Yeah. Sure.

Dedede: What y'all wanna ask us?

Peach: Who do you think is cuter? Me or Mario?

Dedede: Oh that's easy. (Points at the Pumpkin Headed Plumber) It's Mario.

Peach: (Turns to Mario With a Smug Look on her Face) Ha!

Mario: (Immediately Glares at The Former King) Dedede!

Dedede: What!? It's the truth isn't it? I thought we already agreed on that being the case a long time ago.

Peach: (Playfully Nodded) We did actually. He just seems to forget is all.

Escargoon: (Turns to Dedede) You really think he's the cute one, De? I always thought the princess is a lot more cuter on comparison.

Peach: ('Gasps')

Mario: (Smirks Back at Peach) Ha! Exactly!

Dedede: (Turns to Escargoon) Nah, man. It's definitely the other way around.

Escargoon: How can you be so sure?

Dedede: Well, for one.....(Points at Mario) Look at his costume. Does it look remotely scary to you?

Escargoon: (Takes a Look at Mario's Costume) Mmmmmm......Eh. It's average at best.

Mario: H-Hey! This costume can be scary!!

Escargoon: Yeah. For little toddlers. Unless you have a few tricks up your sleeves, I don't think you'll be scaring anyone anytime soon.

Dedede: My point exactly. And that ain't even the half of it. (Turns Back to Peach) Peach! Carry your man for us.

Peach: (Smiles Brightly) You don't have to tell me twice~

Mario: (Eyes Begins to Widened) Wait! H-H-Hang on a sec-WOOOOAH! (Immediately Gets Scooped Up into Peach's Arms in Bridal Like Fashion)

Dedede: See that? The girl's twice his height AND could carry him with little to no problem.

Escargoon: (Starts Nodding in Agreement) Yeah. You know what? Forget my earlier choice. The plumber is definitely cuter.

Mario: (Groans While Facepalming Himself)

Peach: Mario-2. Peach-0.

Mario: T-That doesn't prove anything! (Notice Kirby, Wearing a Top Hat, Walking Back) H-Hey, Kirby! Can I ask you something?

Kirby: (Stop Walking Before Turning to Mario) Poyo?

Mario: Who do you think is cuter? Me or Momma Peach?

Kirby: (Put his Hand on his Chin While Thinking) Hmmmmmmmmm.......(Happily Points at Mario) Poyo Poyo!~

Mario: (Eyes Widened in Complete Disbelief)

Escargoon: See even Kirby thinks you're cute.

Peach: One more point for the cute Italian~

Mario: (Starts Blushing Again) T-T-That's only three people! I'm sure everyone else will say otherwise.

Dedede: Boy, I don't know why you're trying so hard to deny that fact. You might as well accept it at this point.

Peach: Exactly! (Turns Back to her Man) You don't need to be embarrassed just because you have a cute side.

Mario: It's not that I'm embarrassed by it or anything. I just..... (Starts Frowning a Little Sadly) don't want anyone to see me as less of a man is all....

Peach: Mario, you are more of man than ANYONE gives you credit for.

Dedede: The girl's right, boy. You're the hero of the Mushroom Kingdom for pete sake!

Escargoon: Yeah. That have to count for something at least. (Points at Dedede) Hell, I even think you're even more of a man than the big guy here himself.

Dedede: Yeah- (Eyes Suddenly Widened Before Immediately Glaring at Escargoon) HEY!

Kirby: (Giggles Softly)

Mario: (Chuckles Lightly) Okay. Okay. I'll try not to let it bother me as much. (Turns to Peach) IF you admit that you're just as cute as I am.

Peach: ('Sighs in a Bit of Defeat') Fiiiine.... I'm a cutie-pie.....

Mario: (Simply Nodded) That's. Right.

Peach: (Gives Mario a Playful Smirk) Not as cute as you though~ (Gives Mario a Loving Kiss on the Lips)

Mario: (Sighs While Smirking as Well) You're never gonna let this one go, are you?~

Peach: Never~

And with that, the couple begins to kiss each other lovingly and a bit more passionately.

Escargoon: (Smiles Softly at the Kissing Couple) Awww~ They really do love each other~

Dedede: (Already Has a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Yeah. I ain't watching this. (Walks Out if the Room) I need get changing.

Escargoon: Yeah. Same here. (Leaves Out if the Room as Well) Come on, Kirby. We're leaving.

Kirby: (Happily Nodded Before Walking Out of the Room as Well) Poyo!

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shadlad24 · 3 years

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The Beginning of Hope

“It hurts so much!” the teenager cried out.

Xena tried to block the pain from getting to her friend’s brain. “This should help.”

You have no power over me, harpy, the child of darkness taunted the woman silently, having picked up on the slurs Dahak used to refer to the warrior princess.

“I’m afraid! I’m afraid!”

“Gabrielle; don’t think about that right now. We just have to get through this. Now, push!”

I can’t! You don’t understand! He’s here! His cult- They- It’s- Ah! Gods, please! The girl’s frantic thoughts echoed within her straining body, getting through to her daughter at long last.

Don’t be afraid, mommy, the child of the light answered before she could help herself. Please don’t cry. If only you’ll accept me, I won’t hurt you. I just want to be with you. Hold me, mommy, please.

///

“Push!”

I can’t! I won’t! Images of a crouching gremlin ripping her open to pounce on the warrior flickered before Gabrielle’s dimming vision.

Dahak’s child dropped into her birth canal.

Nooo! “It’s coming!”

A wolf became a lamb as it rode to freedom on a gush of blood.

///

Her child gurgling in her arms, Gabrielle beamed. “A-goo-goo-goo!” she gushed over Hope, waving a finger in front of the infant’s face and giggling when a tiny hand caught hers. “Who’s mommy’s sweet girl? Oh, who’s mommy sweet girl?” The young mother leaned over her baby to rub their noses together. “Mommy loves you so much! Yes, she does!”

Air, light, and warmth fell away when a rough voice intruded on the tender moment.

“Goewin, take the baby for a while.”

///

Xena tried a different approach with her friend. “She sure is cute, eh? Gonna look just like her mommy when she grows up; I know it.”

The girl beamed at the woman. “Thank you, Xena.”

Hesitantly, the warrior reached out to smooth shiny bangs. “I only speak the truth.”

Gabrielle leaned into her friend’s touch. “Mm,” she answered peacefully as she turned her head to nuzzle the calloused palm on her face. Then she tutted her tongue. “You’re checking me for fever, aren’t you? I told you; I feel great.”

///

“Come here. Come on,” the knight coaxed the baby anew as the pendant he was trying to show her glinted in the torchlight.

Disoriented for a second, Hope began to smile again. Pretty, she cooed.

Goewin grinned at her, practically beaming with goodness, as he had once described Gabrielle. But he did not relinquish his treasure.

Give it to me! Hope glared at the man. It’s mine! And mommy needs it! A low growl bubbled in the back of her throat.

///

Relieved to find that her daughter had stayed put on her blanket, the bard beamed. “Oh, you’re such a good girl! Who’s mommy’s good girl?” Green-blue eyes avoided the dead vermin and insects near Hope that had obviously lost their lives to her displeasure.

The infant glowered at her with unnatural malevolence before reverting to the beleaguered innocent her mother wished to see. Hope fell backward flailing and caterwauling just as she had upon first being left behind.

“Oh, honey; Mommy’s so sorry. But she was only gone a little while! Please don’t cry anymore.” Placing one gentle hand on her baby’s forehead and the other on her tummy, Gabrielle stroked and kissed Hope. “Mommy’s here now. She’ll take care of you. You’ll see!”

///

“Th-thank you, sweet girl! Thank you!” Tears of joy mixed with no small part of sorrow streamed down Gabrielle’s cheeks. Her much larger hands held Hope’s in place. Memories of her child helping her in other moments of weakness flickered in her mind as well. “Oh, my love. You make everything better. I don’t know how I’m ever going to live without you.” She pulled away from her baby and, locking her gaze on the sparse grass across from her, unsteadily rose to stand once more. “But I won’t take away your chance to live just to preserve myself. I hope- …I hope you’ll be able to understand one day. I…”

Silky, honey-colored locks flew when Gabrielle shook her head, a melancholic smile hitching itself to her face. “I’m going to miss you so much, you know that?” Unconsciously and yet keenly aware of each step, the teenager shuffled as far as she could go without letting the river run over her boots. Once more, she free-fell into a crouch and nearly lost her nerve. This is it. Cascading eyes drifted to tiny fingernails digging into their toy. Her own shaking hand lifted the rolled blanket she planned to use as a decoy with Xena, clutching it close instead of her child. “What can I-” Her broken heart lit in a flicker. It’s worth a shot. Anything is. “Aphrodite, please keep my baby safe. Teach her love, goddess. Let her be filled with it.” An impassible lump formed in her throat and cut off her plea when she let go of the basket carrying her Hope. Goodbye. Then she turned and ran for the rocky hill, hearing the echoes of her soul’s cries get fainter and fainter.

Welp, there you have it. The first seven chapters of Intertwine, all the ones from “Gabrielle’s Hope,” are now live. Enjoy! 😀

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wonkasmissstarshine · 3 years

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The Chocolatier’s Rose {Willy Wonka x OC} Ch.43

GIFs not mine. Credit go to owners.

Summary: Rose and Willy bring Fleur and Dulce home. Rose has overwhelming thoughts.

Tagging: @willymywonkers @holdmeicant @sleepiesapphicxoxo @frozenhuntress67

It was early in the afternoon the following day when Dr. Potts cleared Rose to go home with Fleur and Dulce. He was pleased when everything was looking good for not just the babies, but Rose as well. Poppy made sure to explain how to take care of the twins to Rose and Willy. She went through everything from feeding, changing diapers, bathing, and putting them down for bed.

Rose and Willy both had to admit that they were feeling quite nervous. From this day forward, they were now responsible for the two little human beings that they were now holding in their arms. Poppy could sense how nervous the new parents were.

"I know you two are nervous," Poppy started her pep talk. "But everything is going to be fine. You're going to be amazing parents. And if you guys ever find yourselves needing a bit of help, you've got family and friends there to support you, and you can always give me a call"

"Thank you, Poppy," Rose said. When Dr. Potts returned to the Puppet Hospital, he was with Mr. and Mrs. Bucket and pushing a wheelchair forward. "Dr. Potts, I'm fine. You said so yourself. I don't need to be pushed"

"I know, but it's standard procedure for if you delivered at the hospital. And it's only the day after. I don't want you overexerting yourself" Dr. Potts explained.

Rose sighed in defeat. She sat down in the chair while still holding Dulce in her arms. Mr. Bucket moved behind her, grabbing the handlebars of the chair. Rose quirked her head up to look at her father, smiling at him. Mr. Bucket returned his daughter's smile, patting her on the shoulder.

"Is there anything else before they head on home?" Mr. Bucket asked Dr. Potts.

"Not unless Rose or Willy have any questions?" Dr. Potts asked, looking between the two Wonkas.

"I don't" Rose shook her head. She looked at Willy. "Do you, cocoa bean?"

"Nope," Willy answered. "I'm just ready to get you, and our jellybean and gumdrop home"

"Me too" Rose agreed.

With that, Dr. Potts and Poppy said their goodbyes to the Wonkas and the Buckets. An Oompa-Loompa came by and escorted the Potts out of the factory.

"Are you ready to head home, dears?" Mrs. Bucket asked her daughter and son-in-law. "Get the two little darlings home for a nap?"

Willy came over to stand by Rose. He held Fleur in one arm, and the other reached down so that he could take Rose's hand. He squeezed it and then brought it up to his lips so he could kiss her knuckles. "Let's head home, starshine"

******

Mr. Bucket pushed Rose all the way to the Garden Room, where Rose and Willy's small home waited. "Here we are," Mr. Bucket said, halting the chair to a stop. "Home sweet home"

Rose couldn't help but giggle when her father said that, only because of how literal the meaning was. I mean, the Wonka house was literally in a garden filled with cotton candy trees, chocolate roses, and minty grass.

"I still can't get over how beautiful this room is" Mrs. Bucket mused, her eyes wandering. "That you made this room for Rose" She smiled over at Willy. "She's sure lucky to have met and married you"

"I thought I was the lucky one" Willy giggled. This made Rose look up at him, wearing an adoring smile. "Rose could have chosen anyone else to be with, but she chose me. She fell in love with me. She married me. She had children with me"

Mr. and Mrs. Bucket both shared a smile. Even if they've been together for quite some time now, it still warmed their heart to know that Rose was with someone who loved and cared about her so much. All they ever wanted for Rose was for her to have someone to make her feel happy and loved. And they were glad that it was Willy who made her feel that way.

"Well, I'm home" Rose spoke, intruding on her parents' happy thoughts. "Can I stand up now?" No one objected as she got up on her feet.

"You feeling alright, dear?" Mrs. Bucket asked.

"Yes, mum"

Mrs. Bucket nodded. "Okay then. Is there anything you two need before we leave?"

"I think we'll be fine" Rose voiced. She looked at Willy. "Will we, cocoa bean?"

"We will, starshine" Willy assured.

"Are you sure?" Mrs. Bucket asked yet again. "There's nothing wrong with having one of us stay here for a couple of days. I was a new parent once. I know how nerve-wracking it can be"

Mr. Bucket placed his hand on his wife's shoulder. "Dear, I think they'll be fine" He stopped his wife from going into a ramble.

"Okay, okay" Mrs. Bucket sighed. "But, if there is a day where you find yourselves overwhelmed, remember, there is nothing wrong with asking for help"

"We'll remember that mum. Thank you" Rose said.

Mr. and Mrs. Bucket gave Rose and Willy hugs and kisses goodbye, and they also made sure to say goodbye to their grandchildren. Then they left, making their way back to their own home that resided in the Chocolate Room.

Rose and Willy Wonka were officially left on their own with their children.

"So," Willy spoke after a long pause of silence. "What do we do now?"

"We show our little angels their home, and then I think we should feed them and set them down for a nap"

******

Willy was in the nursery with Fleur and Dulce while Rose was in the kitchen preparing a bottle for both of them. She remembered Poppy's advice. The milk should be warm. Not too hot. Not too cold. Warm.

Poppy gave Rose a lot of advice but it was all so suddenly hard to remember.

What was she supposed to do when they were crying? Did it mean they were hungry? Tired? Need to be changed? All three? What if they start crying but they never stop? No matter what Rose does to try to make them feel better.

What if she's holding one of them and she accidentally drops them? She doesn't want to be the reason that her babies become injured. What if one of them gets sick but they never get better?

What if she becomes so stressed out with the babies and she starts to resent them? What if they end up feeling more like a burden more than a blessing?

Nope. Nope. Nope.

Rose immediately tossed that thought in the trash.

******

Willy noticed that Rose was taking an awfully long time preparing the bottles. He decided that perhaps he should go check on her. See if she needed any help. He set the babies down in their cribs. "Mommy is taking an awfully long time with those bottles" Willy talked to his children. The both of them looked up at him with those matching wide eyes. "I'm going to see if she's okay. Now, don't either of you move. Daddy will be right back"

He left the nursery and made his way to the kitchen area. "Starshine? Is everything okay? You're--" Willy stopped himself when he saw Rose sitting on the floor, crying into her hands. "Oh, starshine" He cooed. "Come here. Let's get you off the floor"

All Rose did was nod as she let Willy grab her and lift her off the floor. She gripped onto the lapels of his coat and cried into his chest. Willy's arms wrapped around her. He began rubbing her back. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong, starshine?"

"I-I'm scared, cocoa bean" Rose wept. "Maybe we jumped into this too soon. We should've waited a bit"

"Starshine, I want you to look at me" Willy cupped her face and tilted her head up so that she was facing him. "How do you think I'm feeling? I'm scared too. I never thought that I'd be a dad and now I am. I don't know how to be a dad. This is new for both of us, but at least we can figure it out together" He pressed a kiss to her lips. "You're not alone in this. You've got me by your side"

Rose's crying stopped and her lips curled into a smile. "Thank you. I love you so much, cocoa bean"

"I love you too, starshine" Willy smiled at her. He glanced over at the counter where two bottles of warm milk were waiting. "Is the milk ready?"

"I think so" Rose nodded, also glancing towards the bottles. "I made sure that the milk is warm, just like Poppy said"

"Good. We've got a hungry jellybean and gumdrop waiting for us"

Rose and Willy both grabbed a bottle and made their way into the nursery where their two little angels were waiting for their feeding.

******

Upon stepping into the nursery, Rose began cooing out to the twins. "Hello, my little angels" She peered into their side-by-side cribs. "Sorry, mommy took so long with your bottles. I'm new to this whole being a parent thing. Now, who's hungry for some yummy warm milk?" Fleur and Dulce both made a cute little noise, almost as if they were answering their mommy.

"I think that's a yes" Willy inferred, then giggled. "Who's feeding who?"

Rose wasn't blind to see the way that Fleur was looking up at her father. She made joyful noises of gurgling and giggling when Willy stepped closer. "I think our little jellybean wants you to feed her" Rose whispered to her husband. "I have a feeling she's definitely going to be a daddy's girl"

"But she's still going to love you just as equally," Willy said.

"Just like we love both of them, so, so much"

Rose watched as Willy picked up Fleur. She watched as he cooed, "my little jellybean" to her. She watched as he brought her closer to his face. She watched as Fleur smiled, giggled, and reached out to touch her father's nose. She watched as he pressed a gentle kiss to hers.

Rose picked up Dulce. She cradled him close to her, pressing a kiss to the soft skin of his little forehead. Dulce smiled and giggled at that. Willy came closer to them, cooed, "my little gumdrop" to Dulce, and pressed a kiss to his nose as well. Rose leaned over and pressed a kiss to Fleur's forehead.

And doubts and worries that Rose had only minutes before, suddenly vanished from her mind. The only thing that mattered to her was the fact that she now had her own little family with Willy, Fleur, and Dulce.

And it was all thanks to Charlie when he found that Golden Ticket. For not only had he become the luckiest boy in the world that day. Rose had become the luckiest girl in the world.

#willy wonka x oc #willy wonka x reader #willy wonka #rose bucket #my oc #rose and willy #the chocolateir's rose

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fichtner-fics · 3 years

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Christmas Miracle (Alex Mahone)

Warnings: none (besides some spoilers in the context describing, mention about family problems (just a few words)), in contrary TOO MUCH FLUFF AND CUTENESS OMG my heart just can’t take that

Context: So this is a bit out of the PB storyline. Cameron, Alex’s son is alive, but Pam is not in the picture at all. I didn’t exactly clarified, where she is or what has happened to her (she’s not necessarily dead), and from the point of this fic it doesn’t matter. What does matter: Cameron is five (just like in the serie), living with his dad, spending so much time with Y/N (who isn’t from the office, not even working in law-enforcement). And the rest is down there, I just wanted to explain the basics. 😊

A/N: So I thought it would be nice to surprise you with a little Christmassy-Mahone, with so much fluff, cuteness, love, joy, gingerbread and sparkles. This is the end result. ✨ (2298 words??? sorry I was just typing and suddenly it happened) (I’m already visualising a secod part of this, help, things started to get out of my control)

Originally I wanted to post this on the 22nd, BUT I JUST COULDN’T WAIT YOUR REACTIONS so tell me tell me whatever you think about this. 😭😭

I know this is quite early to say, but I want y’all to have yourself a very happy, merry, holy, jolly, fun Christmas, take care yourselves, and rest as much as you can. We all have things to recover from, so let this period be that recovery’s time. Thank you all for making my 2020 whole, giving me some light during these shadowy times. It is such an adventure which started this year. ❤

I know I have 2 requests pending, I’ll start the next year with them. Pinky promise!

[yeah, that’s Carl Hickman on the gif, but as I realized there’s no footage in the wide Internet of Mahone smiling so I had to improvise😆; gif’s from here, thank you!]

Alex and I were friends for such a long time. Though during his marriage we hadn’t seen each other as frequently, our friendship remained. What’s more, since they split up with Pam and he was left alone with his son, I was the first person he came to. I usually cooked them and spent so much time with the little boy. We grew closer and closer – with both of the boys. With Cameron in the sense of a mother-son relationship and with his father… well, I fell in love with him, and I was quite sure that he felt almost the same way. There was nothing on Earth I would enjoy more than our long nights with deep conversations and a cup of tea, which happened pleasantly often. We could talk about anything and everything, he shared with me all his ups and downs, everything at the office, in his (ended) marriage, and vice versa. I didn’t have a failed marriage to talk about, but given my drunk father, I had some things to share about as well. Long story short, basically we would just have to say things out loud to become a couple.

Given Alex had to work late (unfortunately) on the 25th of December, he asked me to look after Cameron, which I took happily. I already planned our whole day during the night before, so I arrived with decided plans at their house.

First things first, we of course bake some gingerbread to build a house. When finally it wasn’t hot, I put everything on the table and called Cameron. While I was gathering some tools missing, he took the plate in front of him.

“We won’t have anything left to build the house if you keep eating all those gingerbreads” I said laughing and messing up little Cameron’s hair. He giggled but kept chewing a gingerbread man’s leg. “And tell me” I asked, sitting on the chair next to him “what did you wrote on your list?”

While I was waiting for him to answer, I started to prepare the frosting and the tubes with coloured icing in them.

“I asked a huge… truck…” he said excitedly. “With a remote controller. And a toolbox for myself, because daddy has his own, and I want to help him repair things. And some Lego!”

“That’s amazing. You will have so much fun with these” I smiled at him. “Give me two sidewalls, please” I said after finishing the preparation of the necessities. It wasn’t the funniest part of making the house for a five-year-old, but I hoped that by involving Cameron in the process would cheer him a bit. I put some frosting on the sides of the gingerbread, then glued two pieces together.

“And I asked a gun, too” he said suddenly, while we were holding the pieces to stick. I laughed in surprise.

“Like daddy’s” I presumed.

“Yes” the little boy chuckled again. “To fight the bad guys, so daddy don’t have to do it alone. And you know what else?” he whispered, leaning close to my ear. His huge, brown eyes sparkled in excitement, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“What else?” I whispered back, pecking his cute cheeks.

“I asked for you to be my mommy” he said out finally, scanning my face just to see my reaction.

At first, I couldn’t find the words. Just in a half second all our shared little tender moments with Alex flew in front of my eyes and suddenly I was aching for his love even stronger. I was so in love with him, I would do anything to know he feels the same. And of course, I was fond of this little boy, too. I already imagined the tree of us being a real, whole family.

“Aww, you’re so sweet, darling” I hugged him finally. He put his little arms around my neck and hugged back tightly. Luckily the frosting between the two gingerbread parts was stiff enough now to stand alone. “That would be my best Christmas present, too” I said quietly.

After our little squeeze-session, Cam helped me piping frosting and icing, pouring sprinkles and gluing sweets on the gingerbread roof with some syrup. Of course, at the end he looked like he was the one who had been decorated, but it was nothing a solid wash wouldn’t fix.

Rest of the day passed by with playing, laughing, and while he had his daytime nap I rested too. When I noticed the snow started to fall, I got so excited for Cam to wake up and see it.

It was around 4pm when I heard some noise from his room, so I went to take a look. He was sitting up in his bed with cute messy hair and sleepy eyes.

“Good morning, my sweetheart” I whispered happily. I sat next to him on the bed, letting him to lay on my lap. I started to play with his soft hair. “Did you sleep well?” I murmured. He was to drowsy yet, but his waggish smile already sparkled on his face.

“Yes. And… I dreamt about stars and reindeers” he said after a yawn. “And you and daddy and I was playing in the snow, really.”

“I’m so happy you dreamt these nice things” I smiled at him, gently touching his nose. Talking about it reminded me the fact that it was actually snowing outside.

“Hey, you want to see something amazing?” I asked after some minutes, leaving him stretching a bit and playing with his plush rabbit. When he agreed in a quiet, husky little voice, I took him, and we left the room.

Cameron stayed in my arms as we stood in front of the window in the living room. We were watching the silently falling, huge snow-petals. I was surprised that he didn’t change his mind after a few minutes and wanted to play or do anything else – he was unusually cuddly that day. He just leant to my chest with his thumb in mouth, breathing quietly while I was slowly rocking him. There were no lights on in the house besides the light garland’s yellow twinkle on the Christmas tree, which gave such a warmness to the room. It was just the two of us, the snow and the spirit of Christmas around us.

“Are you awake, honey?” I whispered, because I thought he fell back asleep. Feeling him nodding made me smile. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Can we go out for a walk?” he asked in a dreamy voice.

“We should wait for your dad to come home” I suggested. “If he arrives and it’s okay for him, we can go and check the Christmas lights in the street. How does it sound?” I placed a kiss in his hazel brown curls.

It was his first thing to ask when Alex entered the house a few hours later. He said yes of course, so we put on some warm clothes, and left. Cameron ran forward, leaving us slowly mooning behind him.

“Did your day went well?” Mahone asked quietly.

“Yeah” I looked at him. “We built a gingerbread house, which you could see only in its ruins, because Cam pretended to be a shark and… bite the roof off” I laughed. “We played hide and seek, drew some amazing pictures and while he took his nap, I finally finished my book.”

“I’m glad to hear” Alex nodded. As we walked, he suddenly offered me his arm. I glanced at him, and with cheeks turned into rose I accepted the gesture. “Thank you for being here for us” Alex whispered. “I have no idea what I would do without you. Truly.”

I smiled but remained silent, only fixing Cameron standing mesmerized in front of a huge, sparkling snowman statue. His words came up in my mind, and at that moment I decided not to let the moment go.

“Did he tell you what’s he wishing for?” I asked innocently.

“You mean the gun?” Alex burst out in laugh. “Yeah, well, he won’t get that one. Not yet” he shook his head. I refused the temptation of rolling my eyes.

“Mommy look” Cameron shouted when we finally reached where he stood. Timing is perfect, little guy, I thought myself.

“What did you say?” Alex asked immediately, astonished. I remained silent, curiously waiting for what was going to happen. “Since when do you call Y/N mom?”

“It’s a secret, dad” said the little boy. “Only Santa has to know, and mommy has to know” he added, while nodding seriously. Then he took my hand and started to pull me where he saw the thing he wanted to show me. Alex just frowned more, but this time looking at me, waiting for a proper answer.

“It’s on his list” I mouthed while smiling wide at the confused agent. I only hoped this is enough information him to understand the situation. Letting him go, I crouched next to Cameron, to look at a little sheep in a Nativity Scene he was excited about.

“Look at him, he’s so cute” I said kissing the little boy’s rosy, cold cheeks.

“Can we have one at home?” he looked at me. I chuckled and looked towards Mahone who stood a few steps behind us. His face surprised me. He was watching us so tenderly, with sparkling eye, slight smile glued on his lips. I felt my cheeks burn suddenly and I had to fall my eyes.

“I don’t think your dad would approve” I answered to Cam. “Go, have a look at Rudolph” I suggested, pointing towards an at least three metres tall, red reindeer-silhouette. The boy nodded, then he started running immediately.

“Don’t rush, son” Alex tried to calm him, without any effect at all of course. I stood up biting my lips, because I had no idea what the agent will say about what happened earlier. “So, what’s this between you two and Saint Nick?” he laughed as I took his arm again. We walked slow, so he could scan my face as I looked at him almost laughing in embarrassment.

“Cameron wants Santa to make me his mom” I replied shyly. “I think he wants him to be reminded. But as you heard, it’s a secret, so I shouldn’t have told this to you.”

“This means I have to wrap you and place under our tree?” he asked. I heard on his voice that he was playing. If it wasn’t for his arm, I’d fly away by happiness for sure.

“Why, do you think it’s a wish so easy to make come true?” I teased back.

“Well, this is Santa Claus we’re talking about. He can do anything” he looked at me, smiling wide.

Suddenly I felt myself ran out of words. These past three minutes made me fall for Mahone even harder, but I couldn’t imagine what was going to happen. I pulled him closer, and in the same moment he lifted his other hand to fold on mine. When I looked at him in surprise, I found his wondrously blue, sparkly eyes already fixing me. He smiled at me, and I suddenly got sure about the meaning of the word ‘Christmas miracle’.

We remained silent until finally reaching Cameron, who basically looked around in the whole street while we walked slowly after him. When he noticed us, hugged our legs.

“Hey baby” I ran through my fingers in the boy’s hair.

“Aren’t you cold, buddy? Can we go home now, you saw everything?” Alex asked.

“Yes” Cameron nodded looking up at his father, but he suddenly froze. “Look daddy, mistletoe!” he pointed above us. And he was right. We stood right under the huge reindeer, who has a great deal of mistletoe hanging in his neck. I laughed out loud, shaking my head. This only could happen in movies.

“Do you know what it means, Cam?” Alex asked his boy but smirking at me. He shook his head. “We all can wish something” Alex explained, awfully misinterpreting the whole thing. I curiously watched them, my eyes jumping from one to the other, and I couldn’t believe what Mahone was doing. “But we must close our eyes, otherwise it won’t come true” he warned his son. “I count to three, then everybody shuts their eye, okay?”

“Okay, daddy” Cameron replied, then he lifted his hands, ready to place them in front of his face. When Alex counted three and Cam covered his face, we looked at each other, and within a split second he placed his cold lips upon mines. I felt him cupping my cheeks and I pulled him closer by his waist. He let me go after a little while, but before he would completely pull away, he whispered just on my lips:

“I love you.”

“I love you too” I breathed back. Suddenly we heard Cameron bursting out in chuckling. When we looked at him, he stretched up his arms towards me, giving a sign he wants to be taken up.

“And I love you so much too” I squeezed him after lifting him in my arms, making Cam laugh even louder.

“What’s so funny, little man?” Alex asked smiling as well. He stood next to me so close, resting his hand on my waist. I looked aside at him, just to see the joy in his eyes.

“I peeked” Cameron giggled with his little hand in front of his mouth. He was so sweet I almost couldn’t bear.

“You were so fast making your wish” I said pretending some surprise. Alex laughed through his nose.

“Because I knew what I wanted to wish” the little boy rolled his eyes. “But you didn’t wish. I saw” he stated.

“What makes you think we didn’t wish?” his father asked.

“Bec…” he yawned just in the middle of his sentence. “Because you kissed Y/N, so you didn’t have time for… wishing” he grimaced by pulling up his nose impishly.

“Hey, I made one” I said while nodding. “Did you make one?” I looked at Alex.

“Of course, I did. And you know what? It came real immediately” he added, looking straight into my eyes. Cameron gasped in surprise, and Alex pressed a soft kiss on my temple.

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zerolympiustrife · 5 years

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Jaune Arc Future Family AU, but with the children bonding with their grandparents/aunts/uncles (such as Taiyang, Winter, Kali, Ghira, Raven, Jaune’s sisters, etc.)

Hoo boy, this is gonna be a long one!

A very, very, VERY, long one.

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Anonymous asks: Jaune Arc’s Future Family AU Spin-off series: Extended Family Edition!

Also, for this particular AU, I’m gonna bring Summer Rose and Roman Torchwick back from the dead. Why? Because I brought Pyrrha back from the dead in my previous miniseries for the sake of giving her an Arkos Future Family AU.

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~~~>Lancaster

Summer (holding Lily): Does Lily love granny?

Lily (smiling): I love granny!

Summer (hugging her): And granny loves you~!

*Lily giggles*

Tai: Does Lily love grandpa?

Lily (turns to him): I love grandpa!

Tai (hugging her): And I love you too, Lily.

Qrow: Does Lily love grandpa’s half bro?

Lily (running up to him): I love mommy’s uncle Qrow! *Hugs his leg*

*Qrow chuckles, pats Lily on the head, and Jaune, Yang, and Ruby are watching this scene from a distance*

Yang: Y’know, vomit boy, I’ve had my doubts about you at first, but I’ve never been more happier to be proven wrong. Welcome to the family! *Grabs Jaune and ruffles his hair*

Jaune (struggling): Agh! Yang! Don’t call me that!

Yang (lets go of him): You’re right. I’m sorry, vomit man. *Snickers*

*Jaune glares at her, but Ruby grabs his arm, pulls him towards her and peck him on the cheek*

Ruby (blushing): I love you, my knight.

Jaune (blushing): And I love you, my rose.

Summer: Is there anything else you love, Lily?

Lily (loud and proud): I love cookies and milk! I love red roses and fancy weapons! I love mommy and daddy and my awesome auntie Yang!

*Yang, hearing this, smiles and blushes*

Lily (smiling): I love grandma and grandpa and my mommy’s uncle Qrow! I love my whole family!

Tai (chuckling): What about grandma Raven?

Lily (still smiling): Nope!

*Ruby’s eyes widened, Jaune spits out his drink, and Yang covers her mouth to muffle her laughter*

Summer (shocked): W-What do you not like about grandma Raven?

Lily (pouting): She never shows up for any family events! Last week, she promised me that she’d be here, but she never came! I hate her!

*Tai and Qrow’s eyes widened*

Ruby (walking over to her): Hey, hey, hey! Maybe the reason why she isn’t here is because she’s super busy right now. But I’ll tell you what: Next time I see her, I’ll make her keep her promise to hang out with you one day. I’ll even go as far to have me and daddy drag her over here. And I won’t take no for an answer.

Lily (hugging her): You will? Thank you, mommy! Can I have a cookie?

Ruby (carrying her): You’re welcome and of course you can! Actually…I think it’d be better if you tried granny’s cookies. They’re out of this world!

Lily (gasping): G-Granny?

Summer (giggling): Of course, sweetie.

Lily (smiling): Yay! I love you, granny!

*Everyone laughs, but little does everybody know, Raven is hiding behind a door, contemplating on her granddaughter hating her*

Raven (frowning): …Hearing that hurts me more than anything. N-Not that I care or anything… *Starts to shed a tear*

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~~~>White Knight

Frost (yelling): Uncle Whitley! Aunt Winter! Butler Klein!

*The two Schnee siblings and Klein stand at attention*

Whitley/Winter/Klein: Yes, my niece/lady Frost?

*Frost walks over to Whitley*

Frost: Uncle Whitley, I’ve heard you were attempting to pull a hurtful prank upon mother. Is that true?

Whitley: N-No.

Frost (angrily): Oh, is that so? Because I heard from my servants that you placed a cold, hard, steel bucket over an open door that would’ve given mother a concussion!

Whitley (internally): …Oops.

Frost (glaring at him): Is this how you repay her after she and father saved your life from a group of bandits the other day?!?

*Winter and Klein’s eyes widened, gasp, and turn to Whitley with a glare*

Klein (eyes turn red): Whitley! Is this true?!?

Whitley (muttering): Yes, it’s true.

Frost (angrily): Speak up!

Whitley: Yes, it’s true!

Frost (points to the ground): On your knees, uncle!

*Whitley groans and obliges, as Frost takes a glove and slaps him across the face with it*

Frost: We do not repay kindness to our loved ones by pulling hurtful pranks! Do I make myself clear, uncle?!?

Whitley (rubbing his cheek): Y-Yes, my niece.

Frost (crossing her arms): Good! You are dismissed.

*Whitley walks away, and Frost walks in front of Winter*

Frost (calming down): Aunt Winter! It appears you have, what my father calls, a “secret admirer”!

*Winter’s eyes widened, and her face turns slightly red*

Winter (blushing): W-What makes you say that, my niece?

*Frost snaps her fingers, and a couple of servants brings her a bottle of alcohol with a heart-shaped card*

Winter (internally): Goddamnit…this isn’t a good time, Qrow…!

Frost (reading the card): “Roses are my niece, violets are your sis, one night with me, and you’ll get more than just a kiss”?

Klein (eyes turn pink): Oh my~! *Starts fanning himself*

Winter (holding her face in embarrassment): Oooohhhh noooooo! *Falls down to her knees*

Frost (surprised): Hm! I wasn’t even going to demand you to get on your knees. Is everything alright, aunt Winter? Should I get mother and father to solve this issue?

Winter (puts her hands down): Th-Thanks for the concern, Frost, but…this is more of a personal matter. I appreciate the offer, but I can handle this.

Frost (crossing her arms): Hm, very well. You are dismissed.

*Winter leaves, and Frost walks in front of Klein*

Klein (eyes turn yellow): What can I do for you, lady Frost?

Frost: Butler Klein, kneel. *Points to the ground*

*Klein obliges, then Frost starts patting him on the head*

Klein (surprised): W-What is this for, lady Frost?

Frost (smiling): For being the most wonderful butler my mother’s ever had. For that, I wish to repay you in kindness by doing what my father would do to me. *Continues to pat his head* I thank you dearly.

Klein (eyes turn pink): Oh, i-it’s nothing, my lady! All in a day’s work, as they say!

Frost (stops patting): You are dismissed.

Klein (eyes turn yellow): Thank you, lady Frost! *Leaves*

*Weiss and Jaune watch this from a distance*

Jaune (chuckling): Heh. That Frost…

Weiss (blushing): I can’t help but feel a little embarrassed by our daughter acting like a queen.

Jaune (pecks her on the cheek): Shouldn’t that be you?

Weiss (blushing more): D-Don’t do that all of a sudden!

*Jaune giggles, then feels something hit his leg*

Frost (hugging his leg): Father! Do I make a good ruler?

Jaune (picking her up): You make a wonderful queen. Moreso than your mother.

Weiss (offended): H-Hey!

Frost (confused): Mother? Is this true?

*Weiss starts making angry tsundere noises, while Jaune giggles and Frost still looks confused*

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~~~>Knightshade

Kali (squealing): Kyah~! She’s so cute! *Eskimo kisses Melanie*

Melanie (giggling): Granny! Your nose tickles!

Kali (kisses her nose): Mwah!

*Melanie purrs, this freaks Kali out (in a good way)*

Kali (blushing madly): Aaaaahhhhh~! Blake! Sweetie!

*Blake and Jaune enter the room*

Blake: Yeah, mom?

Kali (cuddling with Melanie): She’s so precious! She’s too cute! I feel like I’m going to be slain by “cuteness overload”, as the humans say! You’ve made me so happy, Blake!

Blake (chuckling): You’re welcome, mom.

Kali (hands Melanie over to Ghira): Honey, isn’t she adorable?

Ghira (smiling): She is! Ah! *Melanie tugs on his shirt and starts climbing all over him*

Melanie (climbing him): Grandpa! Play with me!

Ghira (laughing): Ahahaha! Ok! Ok! I’ll play with you! *Melanie sits on his right shoulder*

*The three laugh, and Jaune and Blake huddle together watching this*

Jaune: Well, looks like you’ve made your family very happy.

Blake: Correction: WE’VE made our family very happy. I can’t take all the credit.

Jaune: Heh, good point. I was scared of your father for quite some time ever since you told me you were pregnant.

Blake: Worry not, my love. My parents couldn’t be more happier to have a grandkitty to play with.

Kali: Jaunie~!

Jaune (walks over to her): Yes, Ms. Belladonna?

Kali: Oh please, call me mom. Anyways…come closer.

*Jaune leans in closer to Kali and she whispers into his ear, then his face turns red*

Jaune (blushing): I- Wha- Um- Huh?!?

Melanie (confused): Huh? What is it, daddy?

Ghira (confused): Something wrong, son?

Blake (raising an eyebrow): What is it, honey?

Jaune (blushing): …Kali wants another grandkitty.

*Ghira laughs, Melanie still looks confused, and Blake’s face turns red*

Blake (blushing): MOM!!!

Kali: I’m just saying, it’d be nice if Melanie had someone else to play with in this household. And someone else for me to spoil.

*Blake groans loudly*

Jaune (changing the subject): Aaaaaaaaanyways…anyone up for some chicken or fish?

*Ghira and Melanie stand up, all excited*

Ghira/Melanie: Yes, yes, yes!

Kali (leaning in closer to Jaune’s ear): Remember. Second child. I want more grandkitties.

*Jaune’s face goes red again and Blake facepalms hearing this*

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~~~>Dragonslayer

*Raven, who’s hands are on her hips, and Yin, who’s crossing her arms, are glaring at each other in a DBZ-like fashion*

Raven: You’ve been glaring at me for quite some time now.

Yin: …

Raven: You’re gonna put wrinkles on your face the more you do that.

Yin: Look who’s talking.

Raven: What’s your problem?

Yin: Apologize to mom.

Raven: What?

Yin (getting angry): Apologize to mom!

Raven: And if I don’t?

Yin: I’ll punch you.

Raven (raising an eyebrow): You’d punch your own grandma?

Yin: You left my mom when she was a baby!

Raven: I had a tribe to look after!

Yin: Who cares about your stupid tribe?!?

*Both continue to glare at each other, and Yang, Jaune, Ruby, and the rest of the family are watching this from the sidelines*

Ruby: Sheesh, Yin seems more angrier than usual.

Summer: Hm…

Yang: Honestly, it’s my fault. Maybe I shouldn’t have told her the stories of her grandmother.

Tai: Hey, it’s alright. We all make mistakes.

Qrow: But at least you’re not like your mother, Yang.

Jaune (wrapping his arm around Yang): Hey, hey. It’s alright, honey. I’m sure your mother has a good reason for being here.

Yang (sighing): I have hopes in- huh?!

*Yang sees Yin punch Raven in the stomach, and she holds her stomach in pain*

Yang (runs over to the scene): Yin! Why’d you do that?!

Yin: Because she asked for it.

Yang: What do you mean “because she asked for it”?!

Raven (coughing): Yang…calm down.

Yang: Huh?

Raven: It’s true…ahahaha…I told her to punch me as hard as she can. I wanted to test out how strong she is…

Yin: And did I disappoint you like mom did?

Yang: Yin!

Raven (chuckling): Quite the opposite, actually…that was quite a punch. *Slowly gets up* I like you.

Yin: Flattery will get you nowhere, grandma.

Yang: YIN!!!

Yin: What?! She left you, mom! I-I was only trying to defend you…

Yang (sighing): …I appreciate you defending me, sweetie, but…

Raven: Yang!

Yang: Huh?

*Raven holds out her hand, Yang grabs it, then Raven pulls her in for a hug*

Yang (surprised): Whoa! Mom?

Raven: Ssshhhhh…I’m proud of you, Yang. You and that boy have come a long way, and given birth to a strong, little dragon.

*Yang doesn’t say anything but frowns a little*

Raven: I’m not expecting you to forgive me when I say this, but…I’m sorry. I’m sorry for leaving you. I’m sorry for leaving you and your father for the sake of my tribe. I’m sorry leaving you two because I’m such a selfish, stubborn, cynical, hypocritical, cowardly individual!!! *Starts to tear up*

Yang (tears up as well): O-Oh…mom…

*Both women start crying, and Yin looks conflicted upon seeing this*

Yin (softly): …Mom…? G-Grandma…?

*Jaune and Ruby walk over to Yin*

Yin: Dad? Aunt Ruby? I…I don’t know what to feel about this…

Ruby (patting her back): I think we should give ‘em a moment to reconcile.

Jaune (ruffles her hair): Yeah, what say we go inside and prepare a more warm welcome to grandma?

Yin (looking down): Um…I…I don’t know…

Jaune: Alright, how about we stay here and wait for them to stop sobbing?

Yin (contemplating): Hm…hm…alright, dad.

*Jaune and Yin stay in place, Yang and Raven stop crying, and Raven properly introduces herself to her son-in-law and granddaughter in a more friendlier manner*

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~~~>Arkos

*Jaune’s sisters - who are now aunts - are currently playing with their little brother’s sons and daughters*

Perseus (groaning): Dad! Tell my aunts to stop pinching my cheeks!

Athena (groaning): If I gotta suffer, so do yo- Ow! Not so rough!

Arc Sister 1: He’s so cute!

Arc Sister 2: I wanna dress him up!

Arc Sister 3: I wanna braid her hair!

Pallas (giggling): Dada!

Apollo (giggling): Ababa!

Arc Sister 4: Ah~! She’s so adorable!

Arc Sister 5: Thanks for letting us play with them, Jaune!

Arc Sister 6: I’m happy for my little bro right now. Married a hottie and she pops out a cutie!

Athena (running away): Stop! Please!

Perseus (running away): Run, sis!

*The Arc sisters give chase and catch them, all the while giggling*

Athena: Nooooo! Somebody save us!

Perseus: Mom! Dad! HELP!!

*Apollo and Pallas giggle some more as the Arc sisters dress them up*

*Meanwhile, downstairs, Jaune and Pyrrha are bonding with Jaune’s mother, father, his sister Saphron, her wife Terra, and their son Adrian, who’s now older. Also in the room are Jaune and Pyrrha’s third daughter and son, Jeanie and Jamison, who are infants*

Mama Arc (cradling Jamison): I couldn’t be a more happier grandmother, son.

Jaune (embarrassed): Mom…

Papa Arc (cradling Jeanie): What can we say? Our son knows how to pick a woman!

Jaune (hiding his face): Oy…

Saphron (giggling): Seems you went a little overboard, baby bro.

*Jaune glares at her*

Terra: Saphron, please. I think we’ve teased him long enough.

Jaune (rubbing his eyes): Yes…thank you, Terra.

Adrian: Grandpa? Can…can I carry Jeanie?

Papa Arc: Only if your uncle Jaune and aunt Pyrrha are okay with it.

*Adrian looks to the duo, and both nod*

Papa Arc (hands her over): Alright, here ya go.

*Adrian cradles Jeanie, he smiles, and Pyrrha sighs while clinging onto Jaune*

Jaune (smirking): …Happy?

Pyrrha (nuzzling her face into him): More than that.

Jaune (smiling): Well, if you’re happy, then so am I.

*Mama Arc kisses Jamison on his forehead, and he coos happily*

Mama Arc (fawning): Eee~! I love you, my little angel!

*Jeanie giggles, causing Adrian’s grin to grow bigger*

Papa Arc (grinning): Is there anything that could make this day more better than it already is?

Pyrrha (very fast): JauneI’mpregnantagain.

Jaune (head piques up): …What?

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~~~>Blackguard

Whitley: You’re so cute, Frost!

Winter: Yes, she’s adorable!

*The Schnee siblings are playing with Frost, who’s giggling happily, while Jaune and a 6-month pregnant Bleiss are watching from the sidelines*

Bleiss (pouting): Hrgh…

Jaune: What’s wrong?

Bleiss: I don’t like the fact that my siblings are stealing my little girl away, darling.

Jaune: They’re not stealing her away. They’re just playing with her, is all!

Bleiss: Looks more like stealing to me. Now, get me a custard tart, darling. The baby inside me demands it!

Jaune (throwing his arms): Ok, ok! Sheesh. *Goes into the kitchen*

Bleiss (glaring at her siblings): Hmmm…

Whitley: Frost, who do you love more, mommy or daddy?

Frost: I don’t have a favorite! I love both mommy and daddy!

Bleiss (fawning): Aahhhh~…that’s my girl…

Winter: Whitley, ever noticed that Bleiss has gotten slightly happier ever since Frost was born?

Whitley: I don’t know, Winter…I feel she’s currently in the middle of her mood swings because she’s pregnant again.

*Whitley looks over to Bleiss, who’s giving him a VERY hateful glare. Whitley shudders in fear upon seeing this*

Whitley (shaking): Sheesh…if looks could kill…I’d be dead right now…or be turned into an ice statue. *Looks away*

Frost (confused): Huh? *Looks over to Bleiss, who gives her a warm smile* Eee~! I love you, mommy!

Bleiss (blushing): Mommy loves you too, sweetie!

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~~~>Silent Knight

*Inside a small room*

Roman: Alright, Neo! What’s our next target?!

*Neo holds up a picture of a fat, ugly middle-aged man*

Roman (confused): Really? This is our target? He doesn’t look like someone who’s keeping all the Dust.

*Neo nods*

Roman (baffled): Um…alright! Let’s plan this heist with caution! There could be more cops around his presence…and…and…I’m sorry, WHY are we going after this man again?!

*Neo makes a bunch of gestures*

Roman (raising an eyebrow): “It’s confidential”? C’mon, Neo! You can tell me anything! So what’s the real reason why-

*Vanilla, covered in food, barges in and runs up to her mom*

Vanilla (hugging her): Mommy, I’m home! Oh, hi, uncle Roman!

Roman: Oh, uh…hello, Vanilla.

*Neo makes a bunch of gestures to her daughter*

Vanilla: What am I doing here? We got home early!

Jaune (walking in): It’s true- Oh, hey Roman.

Roman: Hi, Jaune. So…you got home early, huh?

Jaune: Yeah. From what I was told, there was a large food fight going on at the cafeteria, and it escalated so badly that the teachers had to call all the parents to pick everybody up.

Roman: Hm…that explains why your daughter’s covered in food.

Vanilla: By the way, mommy…did you find that guy who was mean to me the other day?

*Roman looks confused, while Neo looks nervous*

Jaune (grabbing Vanilla): Vanilla, sweetie, I think we should let mommy do her business while you take bath to wash all this off.

Vanilla (pouting): Hm…Ok…bye, Mommy! Bye, uncle Roman!

*Jaune and Vanilla exit the room, Roman looks at Neo with a suspicion squint*

Roman: So…what’s the REAL reason why we’re going after this man?

*Neo sighs in defeat, then makes a long series of gestures while Roman nods his head in response*

Roman (pondering): Hm…alright. So let me get this straight: This guy threw your daughter’s ice cream to the ground, yelled at both you and her to stop eating sweets, made insulting offensive comments about how women shouldn’t be in charge to look after children, let alone those who can’t speak, then walked away?

*Neo nods in response while looking angry*

Roman (sighing): …We won’t get Dust for doing this, but…alright, I’ll help you kill this son of a bitch. Just for you and your family. *Smirks*

*Neo smiles and claps happily*

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A Ninja’s Kin Part 2

Part 1

Now that both of my sons were busy with their punishments, I could relax. I let out a deep sigh, instantly regretting how harshly I had treated my babies.

‘They’re just children,’ I told myself as I raked my hands through my hair, ‘but they also wish to be just like their father some day. I also know that they cannot be coddled if that is the path they wish to take in life. They just made me so so angry. I just…’

“Mommy?” A sweet, honeyed voice reached my ears, pulling me out of my internal war with my emotions. My gorgeous girl was wanting my attention.

At some point, she seemed to have made her way over to me, nonetheless I answered her in a kind voice, “Yes, my sweet angel?”

“Can you braid my hair for me? It is pretty messy right now and it’s making me hot. I wanted to braid it for training, but I am not as good as you,” she looked at me, “PLEASE MOMMY!!!” she begged, spitting out every word so fast it was hard to tell where one began and one ended. I chuckled as she looked up at me with those big puppy dog eyes I could never say no to.

“Of course I will, my heart and soul. Anything for you.” Maybe it was because I was feeling very guilty for how poorly I had treated my sons, but I couldn’t help but be extra sweet to Sakura.

“That is great mommy! Let’s go back to the veranda.” Gently taking my hand, my baby girl pulled me to take a seat. She plopped herself down in front of me, handing me her favorite comb. I began to brush out her knotty hair.

“Wow!” I exclaimed in wonder, “Sweetie, you weren’t joking, your hair really is a mess!”

She giggled cutely, “I told you, it always gets like this... but training makes it worse.” How in the world was this girl able to survive with her hair like this? I couldn’t believe she lived the way she did, sometimes.

Although her hair was a tangled mess, there was something soothing about combing out her long locks. It was so soothing, in fact, that it cleared my mind of everything, except the one thing I was worried about the most; my boys.

‘Oh my brave, strong, kind boys. I was too harsh on you both. I was just frustrated to see you both so at each other’s throats. That is not how brothers should behave under any circumstances. It was cute at first, but then you two just lost your heads and I lost mine as well. To make my little boy run off in tears like that, I shall forever hang my head in shame. What can I do to possibly make it up to him? Someone please tell me what I can-’

“Mommy, you’ve been brushing my hair for a while, now. I think it's ready to be braided,” said my daughter, turning around to find out why I had not started to braid her hair already.

“Oh, I just got lost in my thoughts dear. I will start right away.” Parting her hair in my fingers, I began to twist the strands together, into a pattern.

And once again, I fell victim to my own thoughts. ‘Just what to do with my boys. ‘How do I make it up to them?’

And once again, that sweet voice brought me back to the surface. “I know it may not seem very wise coming from an eight year old, but… I think you handled the situation the right way mommy.”

‘Oh what’s this? My girl has seemingly figured out the cause of my distress. She is sneaky like her daddy, but she is also quite perceptive as well.’

She continued on, “We are just children, we don’t see the world the way you do yet. With the path in life we have chosen, we are destined to need strict teaching. We cannot be successful without it.”

‘Not wise for an eight year old, dear. Give me a break, you are schooling your own mother here.’

“They were in the wrong, they did not listen to your orders when you gave them to them. A ninja needs to be a master at leading, but should also know when they must follow in line. The two of them have yet to figure that out it seems.” Chuckling at her jibe at her brothers, she gave me one last piece of advice. “A ninja also needs compassion. I feel that you have scared them for long enough and that they are now due for a reward, yes. I say you should let them know that they were completely in the wrong, but you should also let them find comfort in you after all is said and done.”

It was in this moment that I realized how much like her father she truly was. Takeshi may look exactly like him and Haru might be cheeky like their father too, but my beautiful girl definitely is his replica in personality. She is so wise for her age, and I know it is because of how closely she watches him. It warms my heart to think about how much my children love and adore their father. They still are far away from where they need to be, but they are already far more ready than I ever dreamed they’d be at this age.

Finding my resolve, I figured out what I was going to do. ‘When Haru gets back I am going to hug him, and Takeshi, so tight; tell them they don’t have to worry about those chores, and that they will be allowed at supper. I will give them a talk too, along with their father tomorrow, but for today, I believe they have been punished enough.’

“Um, mommy, you’re doing it again.” For the final time that day, my daughter rescued me from the violent waves crashing down on me from above. “You stopped braiding a while ago. Are you ever going to finish?”

It was only now that I came to know what I had done, or what I hadn't done. I stopped intertwining her locks about two-thirds of the way down. I’d been so kept up in my own mind I neglected what I was doing in real life. Finding new found motivation, I finished her hair faster than I had before and then I tied the ribbon on, securely fastening her beautiful hair-do.

“Oh! I love it! I love it! I love it so much!! Thank you mommy,” she twirled, watching her locks fall around her in awe. She ran over to give me a hug and a kiss, both of which I happily accepted.

‘I love you so much my precious angel. It feels so good to have you in my arms. I only wish I could be holding all three of you at the same time. My fierce Takeshi, My beautiful blossom that is you, and my little light Ha-’ I froze, alarm bells immediately sounding in my head at the thought of my son.

“OH MY GOSH!!! WHERE IS HARU?” I yelled, my loud voice right in my daughter’s ear making her jump. Takeshi also raised his head in alarm towards me when he heard the desperation in my voice. “He should have been back a long while ago… Where could he possibly be?” I muttered, worry starting to run through me. The sky had begun to paint itself in beautiful and vibrant shades of orange, yellow, and magenta strokes.

“Don’t worry mom, I will go look for him,” Takeshi said reassuringly to me. He truly was my brave, brave boy. With the way he was acting earlier, you wouldn’t think he would want to go find his little brother. Takeshi turned, and set off to find his brother.

“Honey, don’t do that! I shall go.”

Takeshi smiled, but said in a determined tone of voice, “Thank you mother, but this is the least I can do to make it up to him for being such a jerk, and to you for being such an awful son.”

My heart broke at his remorseful tone. “My dear, you are not an awful son; you never have been, and never will be. I love you so much, my brave boy. If this is what you wish to do, then go do it. Go find Haru and bring him back here.” With a smile of a boy who knew exactly what he needed to do, Takeshi looked at me one last time before he turned to follow the direction in which Haru had gone.

“Thank you, mother. I will not let you down.”

After my boy rounded the corner, I turned around to my daughter who was currently executing her sneak attack on Yogurt. My feathery boy thought he was in the clear in his newest hiding spot. He didn’t account for the fact that his huntress was my daughter, and she would always find him.

Holding in my laughter, I continued to watch my girl who was almost upon the skittish chicken. Tip-toeing closer, she got onto her knees, reached out, and…

“Cock-a-doodle-doo!,” she yanked Yogurt out of his hiding place, unbothered by the ear piercing shriek he let out. Cuddling him tight to her chest once more, she whispered words of affection to him as he tried to get away.

“Hehehe,” a giggle was the only sound I could force out of my mouth. ‘She really does love that chicken.’ Watching her with him warmed my heart and, letting that warmth sooth my mind, I all but put my missing son out of my worries. That was until a look of fear, one I've never seen present on my child’s face, seemingly froze her to her core, making her drop Yogurt in the process.

“Sakura, what is wrong?” Frozen in her fear, she was unable to talk to me. In turn, I followed her wide eyes to… A very horrid sight indeed. ‘“Huh?!” I gasped, startled at the sight in front of me. There were my two boys, not back with the training sword but tied up and gagged, desperately pleading for help.

A man, standing at least seven feet tall, broad-shouldered and built, with scars ravaging his entire body, held both of my children by their waists. His menacing eyes bore into mine with a hatred that spanned more than a decade. This man looked as if he knew who I was, but I did not know of him. He was here to destroy, and I could bet my son's lives that he wanted to kill.

Frightened I might have been, but I had no time to waste on my fears. One mere second was the matter of life or death here.

‘If I wish for my sons to live to see another year, I must act now.’

“SAKURA! GO GET YOUR FATHER NOW!” I yelled to my princess, but she was still frozen in fear. “SAKURA!” Having heard me this time, she ran off to fetch her father, and hopefully anyone else along the way.

My full attention now was focused on my sons’ captor; his inhumane yellowish gaze, just that of a monster, followed my every movement.

Unsheathing my hidden sword from inside my robes, I barked at the creature, “State your name, order, and place if you wish to be alive for longer than the sunset.” I wielded my weapon, pointing it directly at the savage’s heart, daring him to speak.

“Ugggghhhh,” he threw my sons to the ground, and their muffled groans of pain infuriated me even more than I already was.

Surely, I yelled loud enough for the whole castle to hear me, “STATE YOUR NAME! PLACE! AND ORDER! Or, so help me if you do not, I will make you regret it even in death.” My tone could have sent any normal man into hell in seconds, but this was no normal man.

Stepping over my sons, he reached behind his back and withdrew his dual blades. Sizing me up, he finally spoke, “You do not deserve the dirt on my feet, you nasty bitch. All you need to know is that I am the one who is sending you and your disgusting filth of a family to hell tonight.”

His venomous voice wrapped its vice grip around my lungs, and squeezed the air out, chilling me to the bone. He eyed me, similar to an eagle stalking its prey, and I glared at him with just as much animosity.

“If you were wise, you would let my sons go and move your ass along, out of my home.” This man was severely testing my patience.

It was my policy to settle with words before violence. I should’ve known from the start that it would not work with this one. Chuckling darkly at me, what he did next pushed me over the edge and all of my self control came crashing down. ‘My babies!!!’ He raised his left blade to Takeshi’s head, and the other above Haru’s.

Before he could have even thought of striking my sons, I advanced, charging like a wild bull who saw red. “Haa!!,” I grunted as I swiped my sword across his torso, narrowly missing him as he leaped over me, rolling into his battle stance. Sliding in the dirt, I caught my footing, spinning around to charge once more.

Before I could, however, this time he made the first move. He was sprinting towards me with a very clear intent; I was not to survive. If I was any normal woman, I would’ve cowered in fear but, alas, I was no normal woman; I was the lord assassin Kirigakure Saizo’s wife.

While I stood my ground, ready to pounce, my assailant arrived. He thrashed at me wildly and I blocked every swipe, stab, and thrash. Moving in graceful harmony, to an outsider it would have looked as though we had rehearsed the final act of a play. Every attack I had a response for, helping me bide my time for my opportunity to lead this dance.

Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

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22.

I do not miss this place at all, I thought I would but I don’t. I just see how wack it is and how I was trapped in a city where I hated myself, it brings bad memories for me. I was so depressed but now I’m not, I have so much to live for “it’s wack in Texas don’t you think?” Nodding my head “it is, shit just gives me bad vibes but it’s been so long and you know I have to see mom before she storms her ass to us” shutting the SUV car door, it seems so quiet here now. Usually it’s filled with cars, Malik is here and also Nalah but because of me they are moving out and doing things because under my dad he didn’t want them doing shit “I was laughing” looking down at the side of me, we had to bring Khaleesi with us because there is nobody to look after her. Robyn is busy at work “at work Malik?” Looking behind me “you, you be cussing the dog out and it makes me laugh” entering the pin at the side of the door to unlock it “you think anyone is home? It seems very quiet unless mom is just in bed” dragging open the door, Khaleesi randomly barked. She must sense other dogs because my mom’ chihuahua’s are around “she growing fast don’t you think?” Malik said behind me “she is, she’s not much of a fighter though. She be getting on my nerves with the attention she wants, it’s like having Robyn but with me” Malik snorted out laughing, my dog went running inside “mom?” Walking into the room, hearing the scuffle and then those annoying ass barks from those chihuahua’s, Khaleesi soon ran back to me “holy shit, they scary” I will kick them, leaning down and picking up my dog “fuck off!! Bitch ass niggas, move out my motherfucking way!” I shouted, they just both barking and then growled at me “what is this commotion? Is that my baby boys?” My mom came from around the corner.

My mom got rid of her little bitches, she care back downstairs “come here, give mom some loving” my mom and this hugging business, I ain’t know she miss us like this at all. Leaning forward so my mom could hug me, she kissed my cheek “is this dog for me?” She asked “nah it’s Ro- I mean mine. She’s mine” I must remember it’s mine, not Robyn “she is a cutie. Malik when are you coming back home to mommy. I miss you so much, it’s so quiet in the home” Malik hugged my mom so tight, his smile as he hugged her was sweet. He missed her even though she don’t be doing shit but be annoying “I’m happy with Malik mom, I ain’t touched no drugs mom. Maurice has weed but don’t even touch that!” Why he snitching and telling her that “Maurice, that stuff ain’t good. Hope you both staying” walking behind my mom into the living area, it makes me sad because I would love to bring my daughter here. To have her have Christmas here, I know my mom would love a grandchild and I know she would go all out for her but I don’t trust him or her because she listens to my dad. It won’t happen, sitting down and placing Khaleesi at the side of me.

Robyn is soon to be seven months soon, it’s coming by so fast “so what you both been up too? Especially you Malik” my mom pointed at him “well we got a home there” I spoke on behalf of him “he’s a real good help you know with everything I am trying to do and build, I have got an assistant. Dad shocked me, the guy is so good. He’s new, he’s been with me for a months and I don’t be chasing him about shit, straight away he’s on it so that is good. I’m just trying to open something called Davenport program and it’s me giving back to kids and people in need of progressing I’ve been working alongside some people, the more hotels I open the more I can do this. Kids that want to do business degrees I can help them and even get them working for us in the offices or alongside me. So I’m doing that” my mom looks shocked “what changed you, all heart there. Wow. That sounds great Maurice, something your dad would never do, it’s nice to hear you want to do such things. Make a better name for yourself, I know you can. Proud of you, you come up with great ideas to better yourself” if only my mom knew this is Robyn, she opens my eyes to these kind of things, this is all down to her.

My mom wants my brother and I to stay to eat so I guess we will, the dog fell asleep on my lap “you know when you said you got me a dog that’s going to protect, look at her” I pointed down “she’s a baby nigga, leave her. But then again think about it, the love she will have for you she will protect you at all costs, nobody will come near you” he’s got a point “wonder where dad is, has he told you anything?” He’s not here and that’s for sure “I don’t know, he speaks more to you than me” my mom walked back into the living room “I feel so lonely now you all have gone, I just feel so sad” it must be lonely in this big ass home “where is dad?” He’s always here when I am “he’s been away on business for a while” pulling a face “what kind of business?” Let me see if I can get anything out of my mom “to Monaco, your dad feels a little left outside he feels like you are doing things without him so he’s got a bit of a face on with you. He’s hearing things but not from you, you said you got a new home but how was that paid for?” I did say that like an idiot “erm, my money. Look mom, can you please just keep that to yourself” he will drive me crazy “it’s like you’re slowly clawing your way away from the family buiness but using the name” licking my top lip, my phone started to ring “it’s not like that, I am making it better” seeing Robyn calling me “hello” I have to answer “Maurice, I’ve decided to start my leave. I feel like shit at work, they made me so tired. I felt like I was going to faint, I just left. My head is pounding, I’m in bed” frowning mad hard “they working you too hard, I did say that. I’m glad you’re on leave, I’m just with my mom” I said “oh, I already want you back. Ok, I will let you spend time with her, come back soon. Please” she sounds so cute “I will, I’ll be back tomorrow” my mom is staring at my face “I guess, love you” clearing my throat “you too” disconnecting the call, that was so awkward “everything ok?” She asked, nodding my head looking over at Malik.

I don’t like my mom feeling sad or lonely, I thought I would stay but my dad has come back now, he’s not in a good mood and I feel like a child all over again. Just because nobody is speaking because nobody wants to piss him off but I don’t care “so why are you angry?” He’s made me feel awkward and I am put off my food now, placing my fork down “you know when you give your child the world and he does things behind your back, what do you think?” My dad eyeballed me “did I do anything bad? Because I am developing and making shit better!? You a fool dad, honestly you really push us kids away this is why you lonely, this is why mom is lonely, it’s you!” I don’t care what he is feeling he is working my nerve “we run because of you” my dad looks very hurt, I am the only one that can do that “but yes you come back to my house and yet you took the money I gave you, I have given you everything at a young age, I had to wait until my dad died! And you sitting here telling me we run, you ungrateful bastard! I see what you’re doing, changing names on things, making sure I have no say in changes. Is that what it is!? Because son, you have a storm to come if you are disobeying rules! This fucking house, this family has rules. And if you think about changing the fact we have a money pot I will kill you myself! You don’t do shit behind my back Maurice and think I won’t know. I taught you everything, you will never be one step ahead of me” I swallowed hard “Marquis, baby. Please stop with the arguments. Maurice is trying to better us, you see his hard work. Don’t look at him like that” my mom said, staring at him back. My dad loves control, he can’t control me in the way he wants “you have business in New York, you go there and deal with it” he said ever so calm.

Silence loomed over us all, eating in silence. This is something that happens a lot, whenever my dad didn’t get his way “get up, we need to talk” my dad walked by me, his old ass can walk. I am sure he needed a stick at times but he angry right now “I’ll be back” getting up from the chair “be nice please, the both of you” walking behind my dad “he too old for that mom, come on” I will kick his knee if he tried anything like that, I ain’t scared to do that shit to him either. Following him outside the back yard “in case you wanted to smoke” why he acting like I just want smoke in the house “it’s fine, I was enjoying mom’ cooking there” which is true, it’s been so long “so the real estate, I’ll handle that. It’s easier for me” now that is something I don’t want him to deal with “dad, it’s fine. I can deal with the real estate. I am sorry ok, in California I just be coming with ideas and I do it. There is so many opportunities out there, I am sorry. I didn’t want to hide nothing from you” I need to be nice, if I am being an ass he will want to do something that I will hate “we work together Maurice, you know that. There is a lot of money to come out of the Davenport money, I asked your lawyer and he said private. Financial advisor wouldn’t tell me anything, you can’t lock me out of my accounts. Well our accounts, I fired him now so we need a new financial advisor. From now on Maurice you keep coming back to me in Texas every week, at least once ok? We need to have these meetings so I can know what we are doing because remember, it’s not Maurice Davenport and his business, it’s actually a family business but rules are rules son, the first born son has it” his stupid rules “what if one simply does not have a son? Then what?” I am intrigued to know “then your brother next, if it gets that desperate then your sister if she has a boy” pulling a face “but it’s my business, I can change the rules?” I am right on this “I am still alive son, you have some hotels. I haven’t passed it fully to you have I?” he’s an asshole, he hasn’t done that.

My dad loves to keep me in his clutches, I swear that guy does my head in but he is my dad so I want to keep him close on things “so if I come home to you in Texas every once a week you will stop being an asshole to mom?” my dad looked over at me “what makes you think I am being that to your mom?” I chuckled “I know, I saw a lot with you. I don’t want to know my mom is feeling lonely, be home more. I am not no little kid anymore, I won’t have my mom being sad got it?” I am not threatening him but lowkey I am in a way “sure, so about Malik. He’s not doing much is he?” I knew he would start on my brother “he’s working for me, he is fine with me. So is Nalah, what else you want? You got me in your clutch so leave them alone, leave them be. I can handle them” which I can, they are happy and I like it “you really are like me, taking care of things. I could make Malik a very good offer, I know this guy. He owns part of Viacom, his daughter” I put my hand up to stop him but my dad laughed “you ain’t funny, leave him alone” walking off and back into the house, he is so stupid and thinks I will let that happen.

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Coming Home (Jax x OC) (Chapter 8)

Hey guys! Cowritten with @lookprettyliveclassyplaydirtyyt. Hope y'all enjoy!

Warnings: Language

Chapter 8

“Ari, wake up, it’s nearly 10.” I wake to Jax gently shaking me, Abel laying on the bed next to me cooing away.

“What?” I grumble.

“It’s nearly 10, Sophia keeps asking if you are getting up. I have to get to work.” Jax states, planting a kiss on my forehead before picking up Abel and leaving the room. I lay there for a minute thinking about the events of yesterday, worrying if I’m leading Jax on. “Come on Buddy, let's get you changed and ready.”

I walk into the Abel’s room. “Jax. I’m gonna need the keys to the Caddy, so Sophia and I can change, but we will get Subway and bring you a sandwich. Maybe you can push her on the swing instead of Channing. Sophia and I can take Abel with us, if you would be comfortable with that.”

“Chucky!” Sophia yells from her spot on the daybed. “His name is Chucky, and he’s my friend.”

“Sorry, Chucky.”

Jax chuckles. “If you guys don’t mind taking Abel, that would be great. I’ll take the bike to the clubhouse, and you guys can drop off Gemma’s car and pick up the bug.”

“After lunch though, daddy.” Sophia says. “Are you gonna eat with us?”

“You better believe it, darlin’.”

“What kind of sandwich do you want, daddy?” Sophia asks.

“Your mommy knows.” He says, lifting up Abel and handing him to me. “I have to go to work. Sophia, can I get a hug?”

“Yes, Daddy!” Sophia yells, throwing herself into his waiting arms, wrapping her little ones around his neck.

“That is the best hug I have ever gotten Sophia! You give really good hugs!” Jax says to her, giving her a kiss on her chubby, little cheek.

“Mommy’s friend Kelsey says that too!” Sophia turns to look at me. “When are we going to see Kelsey?” Sophia asks.

“Soon, baby.”

“Alright, I gotta get going. I love you all.” Jax says, pecking me on the lips, kissing Abel’s head, and making his way toward the door, leaving me dumbfounded.

“Love you too, daddy! We will see you for lunch!” Sophia yells after him.

“Ready to go, baby?” I ask Sophia as I finish bucking Abel into his carseat.

“Yeah mommy.”

“Gemma?” I holler, walking into the house.

“In here.” I walk toward the living room. “I moved the birds and cleaned up so Sophia has a place to play. I unpacked you guys already, and Clay and I got her some new toys. I hope that’s okay.”

“Gem, it’s great! Thank you!” I smiles, hugging her.

“Where did y’all stay last night?” Gemma asks with a knowing grin.

“With Jax. Before you ask it wasn’t like that. Nothing is ever going to happen between Jax and I. We told Sophia last night, Gemma, she knows now.”

“Whatever you say, sweetheart.” Gemma grins. “How did it go?”

“She made him promise not to hurt her and I like Darren and Opie did, and made Jax promise to protect her from birds, let her ride on his shoulders, and love her as much as he loves Abel. He agreed, so she took it well.” I say, smiling slightly. “Sophia, don’t you need to ask Grandma Gemma something?”

“Grandma, do you think Papa Clay can scare away the monsters while I’m here? I don’t want them to hurt me, and some are too big for Hank to protect me from.” Sophia says, wrapping her arms around Gemma’s legs.

“I think he would love too, sweet girl. I also think you should ask him when you take your daddy lunch, just to make sure he promises you. Because Clay will never break a promise.”

“Go get dressed Sophia, we need to go. Grandma Gemma will show you where everything is.” I say, taking Abel and walking toward my temporary room.

“Hi, sweet boy.” I coo, making Abel smile and shove his hand in his mouth. I set him down where I can see him and go to my closet. Dresses. I go to the dresser and find what I was looking for, shorts, jean shorts. I pull a Panic! At The Disco tank top on, knowing that almost all of my bruises are gone, and grab a pullover in case it gets chilly later.

“Hey sweetheart.” Gemma says standing in my doorway.

“Hey Gemma. I was thinking, maybe you could drop us off at T-M after we pick up lunch for us and the guys, so I can get the bug.”

“I can do that.” Gemma says

“Mommy, don’t I look pretty?” Sophia asks, coming into my room.

“You do! In fact, that looks an awful lot like a dress I had when I was your age.” I smile at her while grabbing Abel. “Let’s go see if daddy likes your dress.”

“Juicey!” Sophia shouts, spotting the Mohawk right away. “We brought you a sandwich!”

“Thank you! I needed a sandwich!” He replies.

She spots Clay and runs over to him. “Papa! I have to ask you a question!” She says running toward him, stopping after dropping Hank in some dirt. “Haaaaank!” She screams and sits down on the ground next to him. “I’m sorry I got you dirty again. Do you promise to come back to me again if you go on vacation?” She begins to sob, tears running down her cheeks

Jax comes out of the clubhouse with Chibs and Half Sac following him, he stops when he spots Sophia on the ground, and runs over to her. “Sophia, baby, what’s wrong?”

“Th-th-the last time I g-got Hank dirty, he ha-had to g-go on v-v-vac-cation. I d-d-didn’t mean to g-get him d-d-dirty, p-pl-ple-ease don’t be m-mad, daddy.” Sophia says, sobbing into his chest.

“I’m not mad, baby. We will get Hank all clean, I promise.” Jax picks her up off the ground, and Hank too, and walks over to the picnic table.

“Jax! What happened?” I ask, walking over to where they were sitting, setting down Abel and everyone's sandwiches.

“She dropped Hank and then thought I would be mad at her and send him on vacation.”

“I should’ve been watching her, Jax. I’m-”

“No. You were doing a lot. Like helping with Abel, and getting everyone's food. This isn’t your fault, she probably would’ve dropped him anyway.” Jax says pulling Sophia, who is still sobbing, in for a hug. Grabbing Hank, he begins to wipe off the dirt. I look down at Jax holding Sophia and wiping the dirt off Hank, this family thing might work.

“Daddy?” Sophia says, looking up at Jax. “Thank you for not sending Hank on vacation. I love you.” She wraps her arms around Jax’s neck, and Opie lets out a deep growl making Sophia gasp.

“Where’s the sandwiches Sophia?” Juice says, with a smile on his face, rounding the corner. “What happened.” The smile falling off his face, being replaced with a look of concern.

“She dropped Hank, and Opie scared her.” Jax said, looking up at Juice. “Sophia, why don’t you sit with papa Clay for a little bit while I go talk to Opie, Okay?” Jax says, kissing her cheek before handing her to Clay and giving Hank back to her. “Opie.”

“Sophia.” I sit where Jax had been sitting. “Isn’t there something you need to ask papa Clay?”

“While I am at your house, with you and Grandma Gemma, will you scare away the monsters under the bed? I don’t want them to hurt me.”

“Of course I will, Princess.” He holds out his pinky. “I promise.”

“Sophia, my friend Piney would like to hold you. He is Opies daddy.” I say to her.

She goes over to where he is sitting and climbs up on his lap, facing him. “Hi.” She says, looking up at him. “Opie hurt my mommy, but you didn’t, so I’m not mad at you.” She says, before she turns around, sets Hank down on the table, and begins to eat her sandwich.

“Daddy!” Sophia says excitedly when she sees him again. “Thank you for cleaning Hank off. You got hurt, daddy. Are you okay?”

I look over at him. “Jax.”

“I’m fine darlin’. Nothing a little love and a couple alcohol pads can’t fix, after lunch of course.”

“Daddy?”

“Yes, sweet girl?”

“Do you like my dress?” She asks, looking down at it.

He puts his hand on her chin. “I love it, darlin’. It looks like the one your mommy used to have when she was your age. Except the zipper isn’t safety pinned in the back.” He says. “Your mommy still hates wearing dresses. Skirts, she doesn’t mind, but she HATES dresses.”

“Can I have a bite of your sandwich, daddy?” Sophia asks from her seat on Piney’s lap.

“Can you come sit over here, I don’t want to drip sauce on everything.”

“Thank you for letting me sit with you, Piney. You’re my friend.” Sophia says before turning to give him a hug, grabbing Hank, and walking over to Jax.

“She has really good manners.” Piney whispers to me after we move Sophia's sandwich closer to her.

“Yeah, my ex, Darren, he would yell at her if she didn’t use them. One time he locked her in the bathroom because she asked him for some food. It was 4 in the afternoon, and I was at work.”

“What did she mean about Hank going on ‘vacation’?” Piney asks

“When Darren locked her in the bathroom, he destroyed all her stuff, saying he was ‘punishing’ her for not using her manners. I couldn’t bare to tell her that all that was left of Hank was practically stuffing and a few threads of yarn. So, I said he went on vacation and will come back to her someday.”

“That’s cute.” He smiles at me. “Thank you for letting me hold her after my sons asshole move.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Daddy, did Opie hurt you?” Sophia asked looking up at him after everyone had finished eating, she was sitting on his lap, picking at the strings on his patches, noticing the black eye and split lip for the first time.

“We got into a fight because he is mad that you’re not around him anymore.” Jax said, rubbing her back while I fed Abel.

“But you’re my daddy and he’s not, so why would he be mad?” Sophia turns to look at me. “Mommy, did I something wrong? Am I in trouble? Should I go to the bathroom?”

“No, Sophia.” Jax interjected, before I could say anything. “You did nothing wrong, you’re not in trouble, and you don’t need to go anywhere. Except the swingset. Want me to push you?”

“Really daddy? You’ll push me on the swing?” before he has time to answer, she gets up and grabs his hand. “Mommy, can Abel watch Hank while I play?”

“Of course he can, babe. You go and have fun.”

Sophia goes running toward the swingset, Jax following behind her.

“We need to talk.” Opie says to me.

“No Opie. We don’t, we have nothing to talk about.”

“Please?” Opie begs.

“What do you want?” I sigh, knowing he isn’t going to let up.

“I’m sorry. The things I said were awful, and I was pissed at Jax.”

“Opie. You were pissed at Jax, and because of that, Sophia now knows the truth. She knows that Jax is her real daddy. She also knows that you hurt mommy.” Chibs grabs Abel to burp him, putting Hank back on the table.

“Just give me one more chance to prove I can be a good dad.”

“No, Ope. You fucked up your own kids, I’m not gonna let you do the same to Sophia.”

Opie slapped me across the face. “Do NOT talk about my family again. You don’t know anything.” I stand there, clutching my cheek, trying to wrap my head around what just happened, tears springing to my eyes as I looking into the guilty eyes of the man I once called my best friend.

“Mommy, why did Opie hit you?” Sophia asked standing behind me, holding Jax’s hand. “Opie, why did you hit my mommy. You promised me you wouldn’t hurt her.” She runs away, in tears, toward the office that she knows Gemma is usually in.

“I have to go talk to her.” I said moving from between the two men, seething and pissed off at each other.

“Darlin’. Let me see your cheek.” Jax growls.

“Jax, it’s nothing.”

He gently pulls my hand away from my cheek, a red handprint starting to bruise. “This shouldn’t have happened. You don’t deserve this.”

“Jax. It’s fine, I’m used to it.”

“You shouldn’t be.” He let's go of my wrist and kisses my opposite cheek. “Go check on Phia, she wanted to tell you something.”

I smile up at him and walk toward the office.

“What the fuck man? You had to hit Ari, and in front of our daughter?”

“She was talking about Donna and the kids.”

“That doesn’t mean you can hit her! Do you know all of what she has been through. Do you know all of what Darren did to her and Sophia?” Jax asked.

“No…”

“Right, you don’t, and I don’t either. I’m slowly trying to figure this shit out, and you gotta go and fuck this shit up. I should punch you, I’m not going too, because Sophia is coming, I can hear her humming. But if she weren’t about to see it, I would hit you so hard you see stars tomorrow. Stay the hell away from my family. Understand? I don’t even know who you’ve become.”

“Daddy.” Sophia says, wrapping her arms around his legs and hiding her face from Opie. “Mommy’s crying. Can you help?”

“Phia.” Jax says, pulling her up over his shoulders. “Take me in the direction of your mommy. And Opie, be gone when we come back out.”

“Onward, noble steed.” Sophia says, pointing in the direction of Gemma’s office. Jax laugh, hopping around, faking like he’s going to knock her off his shoulders, giggles erupting from the tiny girl as she clutches his hair.

“Jax.” I say, looking up at him from where I’m sitting. He’s panting, and hunched over, with a giggling Sophia on his shoulders.

“Darlin’.” He pants. He pulls Sophia off his shoulders and sits next to me on the couch. His breathing evens out. “Sophia said you were crying, and she wanted me to come help.”

“Jax, you really didn’t have to do that. It would’ve been fine.”

“No, darlin’. He did to you what Darren did, and what he promised Sophia he wouldn’t do to you, hurt you. I’m not gonna let him get away with that.”

“Jax, he is just gonna have to learn to move on.”

“Mommy.” Sophia says from her place on Gemma’s lap. “Grandma Gemma has family photos of everyone but us. Can we take one? With A-Abel too?”

“If that’s what you want, sweetheart. Why don’t you come with me and help me check on him and Hank.” I say, hoping Jax is going to fill Gemma in on what happened.

“Mommy, are you okay?” Sophia asks as we make our way out of the room.

“Baby, I’m okay. I promise.” I reply, pulling her up into my arms and making my way over to Chibs but not before making sure Opie was gone.

“You okay, lass?” Chibs asks, turning my face to the side seeing the bruise that is forming.

“I’m fine.” I reply, taking Abel from him as Sophia moves to climb up in his lap.

“Can you keep an eye on her? I’m going to go talk to Jax and Gemma.” I ask.

“Yes of course.” Chibs replies, tickling her belly.

“Ari, baby, I’m so sorry.” Gemma replies, pulling me into a hug.

“I don’t know what got into him. The Opie I know would never do anything like that.” I sob, putting my face in Gemma’s neck as Jax takes Abel.

“He’s been going through a rough time, but that’s no excuse for what he did to you.” Gemma says, pulling back to look me in the eye. “How about I take the kids, and you and Jax can go relax and decompress after everything, it has been a crazy 2 months.” Gemma smiles. I can’t believe it has been 2 months since I stumbled into Charming by complete accident.

“I agree. We need some time to figure things out, babe.” Jax says, rubbing my back. I nod in agreement.

“Let me go talk to Soph and see if she’s okay with that.” I say, leaving the room.

“Hey, Sophia, come here a minute.” I yell, seeing my baby come running across the lot.

“Are you okay, mommy?” Sophia asks.

“I’m fine baby. I was wondering if you wanted to stay here with grandma Gemma and the boys while daddy and I go talk.”

“Yes!!!” Sophia yells running back to the guys to tell them she gets to stay. “Soph, don’t daddy and I get hugs?” I yell after her.

“Fine.” She sighs making her way back to the office. Hugging me and hugging Jax before running off again.

“Well I guess she’s okay with it.” I laugh, walking over and giving Abel a kiss before hugging Gemma.

“Y’all taking the bike?” Gemma asks.

“Hell yeah we are!” I exclaim, winking at Jax.

“Well I guess that answers that question, what the lady wants the lady gets.” Jax laughs.

“Thank you, Jax.”

“Oh course, darlin’.” Jax smiles, handing me his extra helmet. “Any place in mind?”

“The water tower. We haven’t gone out there since that night.”

“You mean the night we conceived Phia?” Jax smirks, fully knowing the answer, throwing his leg over the bike.

“Shut up and drive.” I say, climbing on behind him clutching his waist, his ab muscles moving under my hands.

“Whatever you say, darlin’.” He replies, taking off out of the parking lot.

“Do you remember my senior prom? When my date bailed? And I made you bring alcohol, and we spiked the punch and everyone got alcohol poisoning?” I ask, looking up at him from my spot next to him at the top of the water tower. “I also remember someone in white sneakers an awful lot like yours helping me tag the school. Do you think they know who did it?”

“Babe, I’m 100% sure they know who did it.” Jax smirks. “We weren’t exactly subtle, I mean we initialed it, afterall.”

“No, you initialed it, Jax, I just helped.”

“That might not have been the brightest idea, but you didn’t get suspended for it so… I drove by the other day, I think they just painted over it, but it’s starting to chip.” Jax smiles, brushing the invisible dirt off his jeans.

“Nervous? I mean, we haven’t been up here since that night. If you want a repeat performance, you’re going to leave here slightly disappointed, Jax.”

“Oh, darlin’, if I tried to get a repeat performance you and I both know I would.” He smirks, brushing back my hair, rubbing his thumb over my lips.

“Yeah, good luck explaining that baby to your mom.”

“I didn’t mean the baby part! Soph and Abel are plenty for now!” Jax busts out laughing.

“Are you saying you don’t want to have more kids? You always said you’d want to have half a soccer team running around.”

“Baby, I’m saying I don’t want another kid right now, not that I don’t want anymore at all. I wouldn’t mind having a couple more kids with you.” Jax smiles.

“4, Jax. There are twelve players on a soccer team, you’d have to have six kids running around. I just hope they’d look more like you, and not like me.”

“Well, darlin’, if you are lookin’ to have 4 more kids I think we should start practicing.” Jax smirks.

“In your dreams, you cheeky bastard.”

“You’re right, I do dream about it, all the time.” Jax smirks, leaning in, closing his eyes, I turn my head his lips landing on my cheek.

“You didn’t think that line would work, did you?” I ask, with a laugh.

“Well I was hoping.”

“If you weren’t such a cheeky bastard I might’ve let you kiss me.”

“Really?!”

“Maybe, guess you’ll never know.” I smirk, making my way toward the latter.

“I’ll know one day, babe.” Jax says climbing down the water tower behind her.

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easy-p-lemon · 6 years

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Family Day

A/N: Anon said:

hi! i can’t believe that was your first piece - it was so so so good and had me all in my feels 🙈 can i request an imagine with protective dad!shawn where you’re out with him and your twin daughters but the paparazzi keep getting in your way and the flashing lights scare the girls

Thank you for the kind words!! Here you go, hope you like it! If you haven’t read it yet Forever and Ever was what Anon was talking about :)

(the picture is slightly irrelevant, but oh boy that man is beautiful)

“Babe stop staring at me” Shawn whispered, keeping his eyes closed.

“But you’re so pretty” you mumbled smiling wide. You were so happy. Shawn had been away for the past two months doing a festival run, and now that you were finally able to wake up next to him, you were on cloud nine.

Shawn cracked open one eye to look at you. “Pretty? Don’t you mean ‘devilishly handsome’ or ‘irresistibly sexy’ or ‘steaming hot’ or ‘deliciously sensual’ or -”

“Nope,” you cut him off. “I meant pretty. I mean look at these curls and - ahh!”

Shawn had pushed himself off the bed to tackle you onto your back. Hovering over you, he looked as if he was about to say something before he stopped himself. He was staring at you with eyes filled with adoration, and maybe the smallest bit of lust.

“What?” you asked, smoothing your hands down his back and slipping them under the hem of his shirt to rest on his solid chest.

“God you’re gorgeous,” he sighed before leaning down to give you a deep kiss. Pulling away, he started planting wet kisses across your jaw and down the column of your neck. You let out a soft moan.

“I’ve missed those moans,” he spoke against your skin, continuing his assault.

“Shawn the girls,” you gasped out as he touched his lips to the spot behind your ear.

“Mmm I’ve missed you,” his hands slip up and under your shirt “so much.” His hands continue to wander, paying special attention the spots that make you gasp; spots that he’s memorized after years of exploration.

“Shawn” you pant out - all thoughts of asking him to stop slipping further from your mind “Oh that feels good.”

His lips find their way back to yours, and just as you give up on fighting him, your door flies open and the sound of little feet start racing up to jump on the bed.

Delilah Marie and Elliana Claire were your 4 year old twin girls. The identical pair was inseparable, always getting into trouble together, but while they shared the same DNA the two girls were night and day. Delilah had a habit of not thinking much before acting on her impulse. The stubborn girl seemed determined to stir up trouble and always made sure her voice could be heard. She loved her dad so much, but she wanted to be just like you. She loved walking around in your heels and coloring next to you whenever your brought home work so that she was able to work with you too.

Elliana, on the other hand, was very quiet. She was the sweetest little girl and very go-with-the-flow. She always thought hard before doing something, and would often scrunch up her little nose when her sister did something she shouldn’t have. And while Delilah wanted to be a mini-y/n, Elliana was the definition of a daddy’s girl. She would always cuddle into his side whenever she could, and loved to watch him on stage.

And Shawn was the biggest fan for both of the girls. He adored spending time with them and would give them the world if they asked.

“Good MORNING mummy!! Good morning daddy!! Wake up!” Delilah yelled as she flopped onto Shawn’s back.

Shawn sent you an apologetic smile before fixing your shirt and placing a quick kiss on your cheek. He whispered “later” into your ear and sent you a wink before turning around to address the girl on his back.

“And what do you think you’re doing Miss. Lilah?” he questioned, before playfully tossing the girl onto the bed and tickling her sides. Delilah squealed, giggling out “Stop it!” and “I surrender!” between belly laughs.

Elliana climbed onto your side of the bed and cuddled into your chest, watching as Shawn stopped his tickle attack and blew a raspberry onto her sister’s cheek. Elliana let out a small giggle, causing Shawn to whip his head around and squint his eyes at the girl on your chest.

“What’s so funny over there little Ellie?” he placed a few raspberries on her tummy, forcing the girl to let out another soft giggle. Lifting his head, he was all smiles as he laid back down between his two girls.

Ellie climbed off you and on to her dad’s chest, kissing him on the cheek and whispering a soft “good morning,” before laying back down.

“Good morning my two angels,” Shawn sat up on the against the headboard so he could see both his girls. “What do you want to do today?”

“BEACH!” Delilah screamed, bouncing up and down on her knees.

“Lilah, don’t scream baby. We’re all right here,” you reminded her.

Shawn looked to Ellie, “What about you honey? Do you want to go to the beach too?” he asked, rubbing circles on her back.

With big eyes she looked up at him, “Can we get ice cream?”

Shawn let out a small chuckle. “Sure babygirl, we’ll get some ice cream on the way home.

It took a while, but by 11 o’clock you had gotten the girls dressed and ready, packed lunches and a bag with spare clothes and gotten ready yourself. You walked to the door to see Shawn kneeling in front of Delilah with Ellie on his back. Delilah had her arms crossed and hip stuck out (a pose Shawn said she learned from you) as she stated “No daddy. I will not wear sunscreen. It’s sticky and gross and, and ... I don’t like it.”

Shawn let out a sigh and calmly explained “Lilah if you don’t put on sunblock, your skin will get all red and it will hurt. You don’t want to hurt later, do you?”

“I won’t,” Delilah insisted. “I’m four now.”

Shawn smiled at that. “You know, mummy wears sunblock,” he mentioned, raising an eyebrow.

This made the little girl pause. She turned and looked up at you with questioning eyes, “Do you?”

You took the sunblock from Shawn’s hand and squirted some on to your palm, crouching down to her level. “Sure do baby. Come on, let me put some on those cute little cheeks.”

Satisfied, she moved closer and let you put the sunblock on. Once you were all done, Shawn stood up and let Elliana back to the floor. He looked back and forth between the twins before saying “Race you to the car!”

Both girls started laughing and took off down the driveway, Shawn barely jogging behind them. You laughed outright at the adorable race and went to catch up.

Once you were all set up with your blankets, chairs and umbrella, the girls took off to play in the water. You’d already been to the beach multiple times before, so they knew that as long as they stayed together and could see mommy and daddy they could go in the water by themselves. They only played in the shallow end, and you and Shawn picked a spot close to the water to keep an eye on them.

You pulled the sunblock out of your bag and Shawn promptly swiped it from your hands. You raised your eyebrows at him and he responded with a cheeky grin.

“Let me help you put this on Mrs. Mendes,” he said, kneeling next to you.

Laughing you shook your head. “Smooth, Mr. Mendes. But I already put some on at the house, I was going to tell you to put some on because after being married 5 years I know you like to pretend you don’t need it only to be red as a lobster after one hour.”

Shawn tossed the sunblock to the sand next to your feet. “Mrs. Mendes I’ll have you know I already put on sunblock, so you can put that bottle back in your bag and apologize.”

“You did?” you raised an eyebrow.

Shawn let out a small huff and rolled his eyes. “Yes. Ellie helped me. Now, say you’re sorry for doubting your sexy husband and admit that you were wrong.” He leaned in so close you could feel his breath fan across your face. He had a straight face but his eyes were dancing with laughter.

You leaned in too and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Pulling away so your noses are touching you whisper, “I’’m sorry -” another kiss “to my” kiss “sexy” kiss “husband. I was wrong.”

You go to pull away, but he slides his hand up to cup the back of your head and pulls in for one final promising kiss.

“You’re forgiven,” he pulls away with a big smile on his face and you can’t help but smile back. He gets a glint in his eye and it seems as though he’s going to say something, but the girls walk over and ask for Shawn to help them build sand castles.

“See,” Ellie held out her hands cupping seashells, “We even found pretty shells!”

“Well if you found pretty shells the we have to make a sand castle,” Shawn agrees.

You pull out your book while they get to work and the next couple hours pass quickly. After making a sand castle everyone takes a break for lunch and then the girls are practically dragging Shawn into the water.

The afternoon is filled with laughs and splashes from everyone. Only a few fans stop and ask Shawn for a picture (to which he kindly agrees) but for the most part the small family is left to enjoy themselves. By 2 o’clock the girls have crashed and are sitting on the blanket with drooping eyes.

“Time for a nap you two?” you ask, smoothing the hair from Ellie’s half lidded eyes.

“But -” Ellie yawns “What about ice cream?”

Her sister sits up from her spot in Shawn’s lap. “Yeah,” Delilah argues, turning to look at Shawn, “You promised.” She gives him a small pout.

“You guys sure? We can go tomorrow,” he looks back and forth between the two twins.

“We can go now! Right Ellie?” Delilah turns to her sister.

“Yeah!” Elliana gives her sister a small nod back. Then she looks up at Shawn. “Please?”

You can almost see Shawn’s heart melting. “As long as mummy’s okay with it,” Shawn looks to you, always making sure you parent as a team.

You now have three identical pairs of eyes staring at you.

“Oh alright,” you give in “but its nap time as soon as we get home.”

The ice cream shop is only a block away from where you parked, so after you bring everything back to the car you decide to walk to the small parlor. Ellie sits on Shawn’s shoulders while Delilah walks between you and Shawn, holding both of your hands while you guys sometimes swing her back and forth, making her erupt in giggles.

When you walk inside you see that the place isn’t too busy, and everyone quickly gets their ice creams. The girls pick a table by the window and you and Shawn sit with your back to the door. After everyone finishes the cold treat, Ellie points to the glass doors behind you.

“Look daddy, that’s a lot of people.”

You and Shawn turn to see a mob of people outside the ice cream shop. You look to each other, confused, before looking back and noticing that almost all the people were carrying cameras.

Shawn’s eyes go wide and he runs a had through his hair. “Fuck,” he mutters to himself. “Fuck.”

You and Shawn have worked really hard to keep the girls out of the limelight. Shawn will talk about them in interviews and sometimes you’ll share a picture of them on social media, but for the most part you like to keep your private life private. You both agreed the girls deserved a normal life. To them, Shawn was just their dad - not a pop star.

Delilah looked to her dad. “What are all those people doing daddy?”

Shawn instantly put a fake smile on his face. “You know how sometimes people ask to take pictures with me?”

“Oh yea! Like those nice girls on the beach?!”

“Yeah just like that. Well these people just want a picture with me.”

“Oh. Well why are they outside then?” Delilah furrowed her eyebrows, confused.

“Maybe they don’t like ice cream,” Elliana suggested. At that the two girls broke into giggles.

Shawn looked back over his shoulder and turned to face you. “What do we do? Should we stay here and see if they go away? Oh god I don’t want to take the girls out in that. Oh shit. But I think the crowd is growing. Ugh fuck. I’m sorry I-”

“Shawn,” you interrupted him “First off, stop dropping f-bombs the girls are right there. Second you have nothing to apologize for. You couldn’t have known this would happen. We’ve had a great day so far and I refuse to let this ruin it.”

He ran a hand through his hair, going into problem solving mode. “You’re right, you’re right. Okay. Well, um, let’s go then. I’ll go out first. And then a few minutes later you follow with the girls. Maybe that way they’ll stay out of your way. I’ll meet you at the car.”

You didn’t like the thought of leaving him with that group alone. Normally he’d have security with him. “Babe, I don’t want to leave you alone -”

“Y/n I’ll be fine. It’s more important to me that you and the girls are okay.”

You were still unhappy and it must have shown on your face. Shawn leaned in and gave you a kiss. “I’ll meet you at the car - I promise.”

You let out a sigh, knowing he was right. “Ok fine,” you mumbled.

Shawn gave you a small smile then turned to the twins who were laughing to themselves. His smile grew a little more. “Ok girls. I’m going to go out and take some pictures, you’ll leave with mummy in a few minutes and I’ll meet you at the car, okay?”

“Ok!” the girls said in unison, prompting more giggles.

Shawn gave you one more kiss and then left. When the door opened you could hear calls of his name and saw bright flashes go off. Then the door closed behind him and it went quiet again.

You let the girls play around a little more and took the next few minutes to collect yourself. After waiting a little longer, you told the girls it was time to go and walked out the door, Elliana’s hand in your left hand, and Delilah’s in your right.

As soon as you stepped foot out the door, you noticed your plan didn’t work. You hadn’t allowed enough time for Shawn to draw the paparazzi away from the door, so now you stood behind Shawn with the girls, surrounded by cameras. As soon as you stepped out the door you heard calls directed towards you and the twins.

“Hey y/n over here!”

“Y/n how’s the family?”

“Are those your daughters?”

“Look over here!”

You’ve always hated crowds, and you could feel a panic attack coming but when you felt the girls latch on to your legs, your entire focus shifted. They had never been in this big of a crowd before and they were terrified. Delilah was crying and Elliana was shaking. Shawn immediately noticed you three and was over in a second. He picked up Elliana and she clung to him. You picked up Delilah and whispered soothing words while she wrapped her small arms around your neck.

Shawn kept one arm wrapped tightly around Elliana and put his free hand on your lower back. He started leading you through the sea of people. At this point, both girls were crying and the paps were showing no signs of going away. You began the walk down the block and it felt much longer than the when you walked to the ice cream shop.

You were trying your best to calm Delilah down, but she was scared, same goes with her sister. Shawn was increasingly losing his patience and was growing more and more frustrated with the cameras. He kept asking them to leave as politely as he could. It wasn’t until one of the guys reached a hand out that he snapped.

A skinny guy with a mustache reached a hand out and grabbed on to Elliana’s arm. He tugged a little and Elliana cried out. “Daddy he’s hurting me!”

Shawn lost it. He turned on the man, forcing Ellie out of his grasp, and punched him in the face, almost knocking the man over.

“Don’t you DARE touch my daughter!” he practically growled out. You’d never seen your husband so mad. Pure fury was written across his face. But Shawn wasn’t done. He turned back to the rest and spit out, “Get the fuck away from us. ALL OF YOU.”

All of the men were stunned into silence. Even the girls stopped crying and paused, unsure of what their dad was doing. He gently grabbed your arm this time and pushed the four of you the few feet left to the car. No one followed you.

You both quickly buckled the girls in and then you hopped in the front. Shawn swiftly pulled away from the curb and drove back towards your house. You turned in your chair to turn back to the girls.

“You okay loves?” you looked back and forth between them both.

“I’m tired,” Ellie whispered. Delilah nodded in agreement, letting out a yawn before looking at you with big eyes, “The mean guys aren’t going to follow us home right?”

“Mummy I was scared,” Ellie added.

You put a hand on her knee. “No baby, you’re safe now. You’re both safe now. Sleep girls. I’ll wake you up when we get home so you can take a bath.”

They just nodded and closed their eyes, drained from the energy the afternoon had required.

You turned in your seat and looked to your husband. His grip was tight on the wheel and his eyes were laser focused on the road. His mouth was set in a tight line, and you could see the tension flowing through his body. You placed a hand on his knee and opened your mouth to say something, but he cut you off.

“Not right now y/n.” You closed your mouth. “I just need a second. I don’t want to take my frustration with those assholes out on you.”

You just nodded. You understood where he was coming from. When you saw that man touch your daughter the only stopping you from going mama bear on his ass was the fact the Delilah was still whimpering in your ear. But now that the adrenaline had left your body, you were just relieved the whole thing was behind you.

The rest of the car ride was silent. And when you finally pulled into the driveway you let out a sigh of relief. Shawn took Ellie in and you took Lilah, both of you deciding to leave the beach stuff for tomorrow. You hated having to wake the girls, but you wanted to wash the salt and sand off their body. Shawn started a bath while you gently woke up both girls. With his help, you got them both washed up and ready for a nap rather quickly. You tucked both of the girls in, and as soon as their heads hit the pillow they fell asleep. You went to go take a shower, but Shawn stayed in the girls room, not feeling comfortable leaving them alone yet.

You had just gotten in the shower when Shawn opened the door to the bathroom. Without saying a word he stripped his clothes off and joined you in the shower. He wrapped his arms around your waist and tucked his head in your neck, hands easing up and down your back.

There was nothing sexual about the actions, he simply needed comfort. You turned around so that Shawn was under the water, still saying nothing. He unraveled himself from your body when you ran the bar of soap over his chest and washed the shampoo out of his hair.

After you were both clean, you both dried off and got in your pajamas. Even though it was only three in the afternoon, you both crawled into bed and cuddled into each other. You both laid their silently, just comforting each other, when Shawn spoke first.

“I’m so sorry,” his voice was muffled by your hair.

“Baby don’t apologize,” you hushed him.

“No, y/n, this was my fault. Did you see how scared Delilah was? Or Ellie’s face when that son of a bitch touched her? Y/n if something had happened to her -”

“But Shawn,” you cut him off, “nothing happened. It’s okay. Yes they caught us by surprise and gave us a little scare -”

“Oh my gosh are you okay?” Shawn cut you off this time.

“Yea, of course.”

“I was so occupied with Ellie that I totally forgot to check in with you. I know that you hate crowds and when I had turned to make sure you were ok the guy grabbed her. I left you alone even when I knew you were scared. I’m so sorry. I’m a terrible husband and an even worse father.”

You patiently waited for him to stop rambling, knowing that he had to say how he was feeling. Once it seemed like he was done, you lifted his chin and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, then nose, followed by both his cheeks and finally his lips.

“None of that. I will not have you talk bad about the love of my life. You are an amazing father. You can’t prevent the girls from every getting scared, but you can make sure that they know you are a safe place and that’s exactly what you did. The girls knew once we saw you that they would be ok. And you are a fantastic husband. If you had ignored Elliana to focus on me, you wouldn’t be the man I married. Ellie should come first. Always. Shawn I’m ok, the girls are ok and you are ok.”

“I’m mad we ruined our family day,” he retorted, sounding defeated.

“You didn’t ruin our family day babe. The girls had a blast at the beach and I did too. Even the ice cream was delicious. We ended on a sour note, but it didn’t ruin our whole day. Once the girls wake up, we can have a night in and a movie on the couch. How does that sound?”

Shawn looked at you with utter love in his eyes. He gently pushed you off his chest and onto the bed so that he was hovering over you. “What did I do to deserve you?” He gave you a kiss. “God I love you y/n. So so so much.” He gave you another kiss, this time deepening it - only pulling away when he was out of breath. He then went on to plant kisses all over your face, making you giggle.

He pulled away with a grin. “I love you Mrs. Mendes.”

You smiled widely at that. “I love you Mr. Mendes.”

“And I love your plan, but there’s just one thing I want to add.”

You raised an eyebrow. “And what is that?”

“When the girls wake up we’ll have a night in, order pizza and watch a movie.” He paused and smirked at you. “But I estimate that we still have an hour before the girls wake up, and I’ve been thinking about you all day.” He grinded against your lap and you gasped. “So before our girls wake up, I want to make sweet, passionate love to my sexy wife.”

Your whole body lit up at his words, and you had to work to keep in a deep moan. “Oh Shawn, please.”

He smiled against your mouth and gave you a deep kiss. Needless to say, by the time the girls woke up you were both in a much better mood.

A/N: Whew, that was a long one! Thanks to the anon that sent that in, I loved the idea! I appreciate all feedback. xoxo

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Welcome to Nialloween FicFest Week 1

Today is the first week of the amazing Nialloween FicFest! Everyday some very excited and talented writers will be posting their Halloween Niall themed stories for all of you to read. Today is the first day of October which means I’m up first!! This weeks theme is Trick or Treating so I hope you enjoy :)

“Ahoy scallywags,” My head turning the entrance of the kitchen as the familiar loud voice echoes throughout the house. Shaking my head with a laugh I wipe my hands on the dishtowel in front of me. “Who's ready fer some trick 'n some treatin',” The smile on my face charmed at the excitement of my husband. “Mommy, Mommy,” Two little voices scream for me followed by laughter and the little thuds of footsteps. I toss the towel on the counter bending down on one knee, and opening my arms for the little bodies to nuzzle into. The arms of my son and daughter wrapping tightly around me. “Hi my loves, or should I say Sprogs,” I chuckle low dropping a kiss on top their heads. “Aye where be everyone,” The giggles getting muffled as they push themselves closer to me. “Thar's me beautiful family,” My head raising up to meet my pirate clad husband. “How about you guys go brush your teeth and put your shoes on, so we can go get some candy.” My hands moving to rest on their backs, bringing myself to stand. They nod excitingly before running off to the bathroom. My hands rest on my hips giving the man in front of me a solid look over. “You’re the most sexiest pirate I have ever seen.” I lick my lips staring at his body in that costume taking in the delicious sight. The smirk on his face growing as he slowly walks over to me. His arms slipping with ease around my waist as he holds me flush against him. “Me skull 'n crossbones arn't th' only thin' I plan on raisin' tonight.” A laugh abruptly escaping my lips at his corny pick up line, “Are you going to stay in this character all night?” My arms wrapping tightly around his neck, bringing him closer. “Aye Mrs. Horan.” It never failed to make my heart flutter when he called me that. Even after all these years it still makes me giddy. My hand moves to the back of his neck, gently scratching at the short hair there. “Well, how about when we get home and the kids are in bed I’ll let you drop your anchor in my lagoon.” My voice low in a whisper, my breath fanning across his lips as his body tenses slightly. “Oh the pirate seems to of lost his words at sea.” My lips so close to his, brushing gently with each word. His smirk gone as his eyes take on a slightly darker shade of blue. “Mommy, Daddy let’s go.” The eager voices in the next room, interrupting our little moment. “The sooner we leave the sooner we get to come back.” His eyes widen and his ears perk up, “Arrr let’s go.” He drops a kiss on my cheek with a bright smile before turning to join the kids. With a breathless laugh and a shake of the head I follow suit. “Got your pillowcases?” I turn the corner into the hallway. Vivian and Ryker waving their empty cases in the air. I grab their little pirate hats and place them gently on their heads. Of course it was Niall’s idea to have them all matching, but I wasn’t one to argue. I mean they all look absolutely adorable and the look on Niall’s face is absolutely heart warming. I slip my shoes on quickly and reach for my coat. “Mommy, hurry.” Ryker whining low eager to go get some treats. Vivian shyly standing beside Niall holding his hand tightly. “Alright let’s go.” I reach my hand out for Ryker which he takes happily, practically dragging me out the door. I turn and take a look at our completely decorated house and can’t help but smile. Since we decided to have kids, Niall has been nothing short of an amazing father. Making sure they have the best of everything, and experience everything we got to as children and really give them great memories that they’ll never forget. “You okay?” I feel a warm hand against my lower back and relax at the contact. “Yes. I’m perfect.” I tilt my head and smile brightly at him, “An eye patch? Really? Can you even see with that thing?” I sigh out moving away to grab his hand squeezing it in mine, “You’re too much sometimes.” I start walking down the street until we get to the first couple houses. We all stop in front of a house and I kneel down facing my kids. “Okay. What are the rules?” My hands resting on each of their shoulders. “Uh no running.” I nod. “Um say thank you.” I nod again, “What else?” My eyes alternating between theirs waiting for their answer. “Oh stay close and don’t talk to strangers.” I smile kissing each of their foreheads. “You guys are so good. Me and Daddy will be right here okay?” They nod and look at Niall beside me. “Now go get th' candy from these landlubbers.” Niall’s fist raising in the air victoriously and the kids joining him with shouts of happiness. I stand up and wrap my arms around his waist, watching our pride and joy's carefully walk up to the first house of the night. “They’re growing up so fast.” My voice dripping with sadness as I watch our babies knock on the door. “Oh babe come here.” His arms wrapping around my shoulders bringing me closer in this crisp fall night. I do this every year, for every holiday, but he’s used to it by now and is always there to support me. “Darling they can’t stay young forever. But no matter how old they get, or how much they grow they will always be our babies.” I can feel the hot tears falling down my cold cheeks but I just hold him closer. Niall has always been the best part of my life. Since the moment I met him he’s been my number one. But when I had our children, they easily became my number one with Niall being an extremely close second. “Hey look they’re coming back.” I brush my face against Niall’s shirt to wipe my tears and move away clearing my throat. “Look what we got!” Their voices loud and excited as they open their cases for us to look in. “Oh wow, you guys have done so good and it’s only the first house.” They nod eagerly with a spark in their eyes. Niall reaching for my hand and stepping forward, “Let’s go to the next one yeah?” They don’t bother to answer and are already walking towards the next house. I let out a small breath and lightly bump shoulders with him as we follow our kids. They make their way up to the next house, then the next, then the next. Their cases getting more and more full as the night goes on, their excitement slowly decreasing and their energy levels dropping. Vivian passing out in Niall’s arms a couple houses ago, but Ryker still pushing to go to more houses even though he’s clearly tired. “Sweetie, how about we go to these last two houses then call it a night?” He turns with a small pout on his cute little face causing me to mirror him. “But mommy there’s so much more to go too.” My hand moving to rest on his shoulders. “I know Honey but it’s getting late and you and Viv have done so good.” He looks down sadly at his half full bag of treats. Niall steps forward cradling our daughter in his arms. “Come on bud, mommy’s right.” He shakes his head starting to get more upset. My hand moving under his wobbly chin and raising his face up to meet mine. “Hey, between me and you I know where Daddy keeps his secret stash of chocolate, and I’m sure I can get you both some” He takes a sly glance up at Niall who clearly heard every word I said, but plays it off cool. Ryker cups his hands and leans towards my ear to whisper, “I think Daddy heard you.” His small giggles warming my heart. I cup my hand over his ear and whisper back, “Don’t worry I’ll take care of him and you’ll get your chocolate. Sound good?” He covers his mouth with both hands to muffle his laughs and nods vigorously. “Okay good. Now just two more houses alright?” He sends me a smile and turns to walk up the walkway to the first of two houses. “Oh so you know where my stash is huh?” I cross my arms over my chest, sending him a smirk over my shoulder, “Of course I do. You can’t hide anything from me.” Vivian shifting in his arms as she tightens her grip around his neck. Ryker making his way back to us with a big yawn, “Tired?” He nods covering his mouth as he yawns again. “Last one.” He turns, practically dragging his little feet as he makes his way to the final house of the night. He’s just like Niall, not only in looks but personality too. I thought dealing with one of him was enough but as soon as Ryker was brought into this world Niall wasted no time molding him to be exactly like him. “He’s just like me isn’t he?” Niall’s fingers slipping easily into mine. “Okay, you need to get out of my head.” I say with a chuckle turning back to him with wide eyes. “I know something else I'd rather be i-,” I cut him off with glare, “Niall please, you’re literally holding our daughter. Keep it PG.” He rolls his eyes and squeezes my fingers chuckling. After a moment a more visibly tired Ryker drags himself towards us. “Ready to go home?” I say quietly leaning down to see him better. He nods rubbing his tired eyes, “Come on then,” I offer my hand and he slides his small one into mine, “Mommy can you carry me please” The cracking of his voice making my heart twist in my chest. I stop walking and turn to him happily, “Of course baby. Mommy will always be here to carry you.” I hook my hands under his arms and lift him with ease. His head resting against my neck and his arms wrapping around me tightly. As Niall and I walk down the dark streets on yet another Halloween night, there’s a reason this time of the year is my favourite. We finally arrive in front of our house and I'm a bit sad that the night is almost over, but there isn’t any other way I’d rather spend it then with the three people I love more than anything in the world. We both make our way into the house and up to the kids rooms. We each lay them on their bed and change them out of their pirate costumes and into their clean pajamas. They must be exhausted because they barely even put up a fight. We tuck them in, drop a kiss to their foreheads, turn the lights off and close the doors. I make my way to our room and but don’t see Niall anywhere. I turn the light on and with a sigh take a seat on the edge of the bed and lean back on my hands. I let my eyes close and wait for him to join me. “How ya feeling?” I slowly let my eyes blink open and am greeted by Niall still in his costume and a bottle of beer in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other. I stand and take the glass he’s offering to me. “Yeah. You?” He takes a swig of his beer and nods, “Yeah and don’t forget about the little promise you made earlier.” He raises his eyebrow as I hide my smile by biting my lip, the twinkle in his eyes shining brightly. I down my drink and rest the empty glass on top of the dresser. I move closer to him and wrap my arms around his waist enjoying his warmth. “So, are you going to keep that eye patch on the whole time?” My wine stained lips hungry for a taste of his. He grabs my waist and reaches over to rest his beer bottle beside on the dresser as well. His arms resting on my shoulders as his lips dance gently against mine, “Jus' 'cause one eye be patched doesn't mean I don't see how beautiful ye be”

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deans-baby-momma · 6 years

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The Padackles Link-Chapter 24

Chapter 23

A/N: How about some fluff you guys??? Oh and you’ll be happy to know, it doesn’t end in a cliffhanger. But don’t get used to that. I AM THE CLIFFHANGER QUEEN.....HAHA

The bath does relax me and I fight with the voice in my head until she’s nothing but a buzz droning in the background. I get out when the water grows cold and dry off, putting on a pair of shorts and one of Jay’s tees that might have accidentally been hidden the last time he was here. I sit on the bed and grab my laptop out. I have a game of Words with Friends going on with Dani and I hadn’t had a chance to play in a few days. About the same time the game loads up and I notice she hasn’t played her turn yet, there is a knock on my door.

I open it to find Gen, along with Tom and Shep standing on my steps. Gen has a somber look on her face and my heart drops in my stomach.

“Can we come in?”

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I immediately open the door wider so she can usher Tom in while carrying Shep in his carrier along with the diaper bag and what looks like an overnight bag on her shoulder.

“Gen, what’s wrong? You’re scaring me.”

“Is there somewhere I can put them so we can talk?”

I lead Tom and his mother and brother to my room and sit Tom on my bed. I grab my laptop and open it and find a cute cartoon to entertain him while Gen and I talk. I stand there making sure Tom is engrossed with the computer before I walk back into the front room where Gen is standing there, wringing her hands together. Shep sleeping soundly in his seat beside her.

“Gen, what happened?”

“I need to get to Jared,” she tells me with tears in her eyes. “Something’s happened and I need to get to him.”

“What is it? What happened?” I ask as I grab a box of tissues off the shelf and hand them to her.

“They went to this convention,” she tells me. “and something, I don’t know what, but it set him off. He’s being treated at the local hospital there but he needs me.”

To hear her say that something demanding treatment at a hospital has happened to Jared makes my heart break. I throw my arms around her and tug her tightly to me. Jared and Genevieve Padalecki have become close friends to me since I moved to Texas and I don’t like the thought of either one of them being hurt.

“What can I do, Gen?”

She tries to control her sobbing but has trouble so I just hug her tighter, letting her know I’m here.

“I’m meeting Gerald and and Sherri at the airport. I need someone to watch the boys until my parents can get here.” She pulls out of the embrace and looks to the floor.

“Done!” I say, without even thinking. There’s nothing to think about, Thomas and Shepherd Padalecki have just a big a piece of my heart as Justice Ackles does. They are my family. I would do anything for those kids.

“Are you sure Drea? I know this is a lot to ask but Dani is gone to her parents for the week and I have no one else.”

“Gen, I’d not have it any other way! You go, go to Jared. Take care of whatever you have to do. We’ll be fine. They’ll be safe.”

“Drea, thank you so much!” Gen says, wiping her eyes and cheeks. “You will never know how much I appreciate this. My parents should be here by the morning.”

“Gen, you are family. You need to be there and they don’t need to see it. I’ve got them.”

I see the weight lift off Gen’s shoulders when I tell her this. I know the stress and worry she has on her is enormous. It has to be. To know that your husband is in need of medical attention and you are miles and miles away has to be nerve-racking.

“I can never thank you enough,” she says, grabbing her bag before looking back at me. “I’ll make sure Jay calls you.” She winks and I can’t help but blush. I knew she knew but until that moment it hadn’t even crossed my mind.

“Th-thanks.”

A couple hours after Gen leaves, I’m rummaging through the fridge trying to figure out what to fix that would be kid-friendly and approved for dinner when I hear a tiny voice behind me.

“Daya?”

“Yea buddy?”

“Wha’s wrong wif momma?”

“Oh, sweetie. Nothing’s wrong with Mommy,” I squat down to the two year old’s level and pull the tyke into my arms. “Daddy got sick and she went to take care of him. That’s all.”

“Daddy sick?” he asks, concerned. His little brows furrow and he looks like he is going to cry.

“Yea, you know when you don’t feel good, who takes care of you?”

“Momma.”

“That’s right,” I comfort him. “Momma is going to go take care of your daddy and make him all better.”

“Ochay”

“You wanna be a big boy and help me figure out what to cook for dinner?” “Nuggets!” And just like that, all is well in his little world again.

I stand up and go to the freezer and pull out the package of nuggets I just happen to have bought for a quick snack. After helping Tom stand in a kitchen chair at the counter, I allow him to sort and place each nugget on the cookie sheet. I preheat the oven and explain to him that when the oven is on we don’t get near or touch it, which he nods in understanding and goes to stand on the other side of the room.

My phone rings as I’m placing the sheet of nuggets in the oven so I pull it out of my pocket and smile when I see Jensen’s name on the i.d.

“Hey baby,” his deep voice comes through the speaker.

“Unca Jensen!” Tom yells across the room. “Daddy’s sick and Momma gonna make him all better. We stay with Daya.”

“I hear ya buddy. You be good for Auntie Drea, okay?”

“You betcha.” And gives a thumbs up salute toward my phone, making me smile.

I take the phone off speaker and put it up to my ear. “Hey Jay. How’s J-a-r-e-d?” I spell it so Tom doesn’t know I’m talking about his dad.

“He’s okay now. We had a scary morning yesterday.”

“What happened?”

“I don’t really know,” Jensen tells me. “Everything was fine. We were doing autos and all of a sudden he stands up and walks away. I went after him and he was just beside himself. Couldn’t catch a breath and was shaking like crazy.”

“Was it a panic attack?”

“That’s the first thing I thought of, but I couldn’t get him to calm the hell down. Scared the shit outta me.” “Yea,” I tell him. “Gen was beside herself. I got the boys until her parents get to town.”

“She told me,” he says and I can hear the smile in his voice. “Thank you for this baby.”

“No thanks needed, Jay. Really. I was home, got off work early actually. Didn’t have any plans.”

“Why’d you get off work early?”

“Nothing. It was nothing.” “Drea, I thought we promised to be truthful,” he scolds me.

“Jay, I promise. It all makes sense now. But I might have been a little bit upset when I didn’t get a text from you yesterday or today.”

“Baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t even think,” he apologizes and I shake my head even though I know he can’t see it. “I was just so worried about him. I had to have Cliff call Gen. I couldn’t think of anything.”

“I understand, Jay. Really I do!”

“You know I love you, right?” Yes, Jay. I love you too.”

I hear him sigh and I know he is beating himself up for not thinking to text or call me but I understand his predicament. Jared is his brother, in every sense of the word. He was worried and upset. He wasn’t in the right frame of mind to be texting or calling anyone. I just need to make him aware that I understood, but I wasn’t sure how.

Shep’s wails break through my thoughts and I turn to go into the front room where he is waking from his nap. I lift his carrier and bring it to the kitchen to sit it on the table. Shep is full-on crying now and I’m pretty sure he needs a change and a bottle so against all that is in me, I tell Jensen I need to get off the phone.

“Yea, I need to get back to Jared,’ he says. “I just popped out to give you a call since Gen reamed me one for not doing it already.” He chuckles which causes me to giggle.

“Tell him I said to get better soon and I’ll come visit as soon as they get home.”

“I will darlin’. Love you.” “I love you Jay.”

I put the phone down and unbuckle Shep. “Hey, Sheppy. It’s okay. Drea’s gonna take care of you.” As soon as I pull him out and put his body on me, I feel the dampness seep through. “Oh poor baby, you’ve peed through all your clothes. Let’s get you changed and me changed too.” I turn toward Tom who is still plastered against the wall of the kitchen, furthest away from the oven. “Tom, you want to help me change your brother and keep him company while I change?”

“Yep,” the boy tells me. “I’m a bi’ boy. Momma letschme help all the time.”

He follows me through the front room and tries to pick up the diaper bag. The only problem is it’s heavy with all the bottles and clothing so instead of carrying it, he mostly drags it across the floor. I quickly get Shep out of his wet clothes and diaper and into dry ones. Seeing as my bathroom is all the way across the apartment, I decide just to distract Tom with another cartoon on the laptop and change by the side of the bed but behind him.

I pull my soaked shirt over my head but before I can get my new shirt on, Tom turns and looks at me.

“Daya?”

“Yea, honey?”

“You been wrestlin’ wif daddy?”

His question shocks and confuses me. “Uh, no I haven’t been wrestling with your daddy? Why do you ask?”

“You got fe same pwaces as Momma when fay wrestle.” he says, pointing to my chest that isn’t covered by my bra, showing the fading hickeys and bites that Jay had put there the other day. I can feel the blush crawl up my neck and onto my cheeks so I hurriedly put my new shirt on.

“Uh, let’s not tell anyone about that honey, okay?” I ask him as I scoop his brother up and pull a bottle out of the diaper bag and guiding it through Shep’s grabby hands and to his mouth.

“Ochay.” he says and goes back to watching the cartoon on the computer.

Crisis averted, I think to myself as I watch Shep drink, Tom in my peripheral. Please don’t let him mention this to anyone. Of course my prayers go unheard as I find out when Gen calls to check on them later that night.

The phone rings as I’m putting a sleeping Shep down in the middle of a blanket surrounded by pillows, Tom sitting beside it on the bed watching closely.

“Daya,” Tom says my name questioning.

“Yea bud?”

“If we sweepin’ in you bed, where you sweepin’?”

“I’m sleeping with you two. My bed is big enough for all of us. Oh, look your Mom is calling.”

I answer the phone, not on speaker, in case she needs to tell me something her child doesn’t need to hear.

“Hey, Gen.”

“Hey, how is it going?”

“We’re good. Shep is down for the night, I think and Tom just asked where everyone was sleeping.”

She laughs, “Yep, he should be down for the count. And Tom is very inquisitive, sometimes more than his own good.”

Tom begins reaching for the phone so I ask if she has time to talk to him for a minute, which she okays.

“Hey Momma.”

“...”

“Yes, I’m being good for Daya,” he answers her. “Guess wha! Daya wrestles wif somebody like you an’ Daddy.” ‘Oh god kid. Way to call me out,’ I think as I listen to his side of the conversation.

“Ochay Momma. I wuv you too,” he hands me the phone. “Momma wants to talk t’you.”

“I’m so sorry Gen,” I begin apologizing immediately. “I had to change shirts and didn’t think about it.”

Gen laughs a hearty laugh through the phone. “Drea, it’s okay. I explained that to him one time when Jared and I got little frisky and he left marks on me. I’m guessing someone did the same?”

“Yea,” I admit, blushing. “God, Gen. I’m so sorry. He didn’t need to see that, I know. But I didn’t want to leave them in my room to go all the way to the bathroom.”

“Hey,” Gen says. “Listen, I’m not mad. I actually thinks it’s funny. Just wait until I get to Jay and tell him about this.”

I put my face in my hand in embarrassment. “I can’t believe it,” I chuckle. “For all the times that I have to change my shirt, I have to have marks on me.”

Gen is giggling through the phone before I hear her take the receiver away and speak to someone in the room. “Boy are you in trouble mister.” And I know it’s Jensen she’s talking to; I hear him say something unintelligible to her before she laughs again.

“Listen, we just came down to the cafeteria while they were checking Jared over,” she explains to me. “I talked to my mom. They should be there early morning. I gave them your address so you didn’t have to try to haul two kids out and about. I hope that’s okay.”

“Yea, sure, it’s no problem at all.”

I get a ding in my ear notifying me of a text message and I take the phone away from my face to see it’s from Jay. I quickly hang up with Gen and check the message.

Tuesday morning I wake up to a small hand on my cheek. “Daya? You wake? I ‘ungry.”

I open my eyes to see Tom’s little brown eyes staring at my face.

“Morning Tom,” I say in a yawn. “You want breakfast?”

“Nuggets!”

I laugh. “No, Tom, we can’t have nuggets for breakfast.” I tell him, earning a pout.

“How about some waffles?” I ask, feigning excitement over the breakfast food. My stomach isn’t feeling all that great; I actually feel like I’m going to be sick but I swallow the urge and get out of bed, picking up an alert and observant Shep.

“Come on, Tom. Let’s go put some waffles in the toaster and feed your brother.”

There is a knock on the door as I’m cleaning up the countertop where I had Tom eat while he is watching Shep kick and babble in his carrier.

I open the door to be met with an older couple, smiling and friendly.

“Gamma!” Tom yells and runs into the the woman’s legs, hugging them. “Gamma, Daya already feeded us.”

“The woman, who I am now assuming to be Gen’s mother, looks down at Tom and smiles. “She did. Well did you thank her for taking such good care of you and Shepherd?”

Tom ducks his head slightly and nods. He turns and looks up at me. “Fank you Daya for taking care of us.”

“You’re welcome, Tom.” I look up to the couple and smile, “It was no problem, your grandsons are a joy to be around.”

I welcome them in to my quaint little apartment while I’m gathering the boys’ things. We talk for a few minutes and then the four of them are out the door. Thankfully, I had called Naomi first thing this morning and told her I was going to coming in late, which was fine with once I explained the situation.

“How’s your friend?” she asks as soon as I get in to work.

“I think he’s going to be okay,” I tell her. “I haven’t heard an actual diagnosis but I think it was a panic attack.”

“Oh, I’ve heard those can be bad,” Naomi says in what I have come to call her ‘motherly’ voice. The breakfast rush was in full swing so I didn’t get to talk much more to her until after the last breakfast customer left.

“So you are friends with more celebrities than just the Ackles?” Naomi asks, not being derogatory or slanderous toward any of us, just curious.

“Yea, Jared is on Supernatural with Jay and Gen was on there also. It’s actually how they met,” I explain to my older co-worker/boss/mentor. “Jared and Jay are like brothers off screen too and that’s how I met the Padalecki’s.”

“Well, I’m still waiting for some of your friends to come visit,” she laughs. “I’d love to meet a celebrity.”

“You’ve met Dani, Naomi.”

“Oh yea,” Naomi says, waving her hand. “I didn’t like her. She was too into being recognized as famous. I mean someone famous who is also down to Earth.”

I can’t help but laugh at her. “What if I told you they are all like that?”

“Nuh-uh, don’t believe it. I’ve seen interviews with Jensen before. He is just so friendly to everyone. I know he’ got to be a good guy!”

“Yea, he is.”

Gen texts me in the evening telling me that Jared is being released and they’d be home tomorrow. I reply that I am happy and that as soon as they are settled I’ll be coming to visit. I walk to the laundromat to wash a couple loads of clothes because my apartment isn’t set up for a washer or dryer. I have a brand new novel I’ve been reading so I toss it in my bag to enjoy while waiting on my clothes to finish. As I’m walking down the street my phone pings and I stop to pull it out of my pocket.

Chapter 25

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