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miniwheat77 · 8 months

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Better. (Keegan Russ x Reader.)

!CW! NSFW, Smut, Keegan being a simp, readers boyfriend is a scumbag, Virgin!reader, virginity loss, (sorry if I missed any.)

This my FIRST EVER SOLO KEEGAN FIC so be gentle with feedback please :(

*Not edited well*

It took one laugh.

You joined the base that Keegan happened to be on, and he made a dumb joke to another sergeant and you laughed at it.

It took one little under the breath giggle from you, and it was all over for him.

You had only overheard by chance, he wasn’t meant to hear your laugh. But he did, and boy is he glad he did because he adored you. Obviously from afar because he didn’t want to creep you out. He thought you were stunning and pretty. You were so sweet to everyone, the few times you had to interact with him, you were so sweet.

You were stationed nearby, living near the base which is what was going on with Keegan too. The both of you lived in the same small town.

He decided to zero in on you pretty quickly, making friends with you. But than, you met your boyfriend.

Keegan was sick when you first started dating him. Absolutely sore by the fact that he was your friend and you ended up in someone else’s arms. He got teased on base constantly for his massive crush on you. He made it so obvious of course that everyone but you seemed to notice. He still made efforts to hang out with you. As bad as it was, Keegan tried to get you away from your boyfriend. He could be better to you than your boyfriend ever could. Anytime you vented about something your boyfriend had done, Keegan always implied that maybe there was an ulterior motive. Maybe he was doing this or that, and what an asshole for that. He always played the part.

“Dude, quit staring. She’s got a boyfriend.” He’s getting nudged, earning a roll of his eyes. “Fuck off. Her boyfriend doesn’t even know what to do with her.” He scoffs. The other Sergeant looks at him with wide eyes. “And you’re saying you could do better?”

“Tenfolds. I’d worship the fucking ground she walks on if she’d let me.” He sighs. “You’re pussy whipped by a girl you’re not even with.” Keegan shoves passed the younger sergeant. “Don’t care.” He mumbles as he walks away. “Hey!” He calls to Keegan. “Heard she’s a virgin. Better get her on lock before that scumbag fucks her and dumps her.” Keegan feels his body go rigid, ignoring his words. Keegan needed to act fast. For your sake. He didn’t like to hear that you were a virgin.

That’s probably why that scumbag was sticking around in the first place.

Keegan made his way up the watch tower a little early, he usually did this so he had a chance to talk to you before you traded watch shifts.

He opens up the door, sitting down. “Hey Keegan.” You smile. He’s sick the moment he sees it. The fact that he can’t tug you into him, kiss you. Hug you. Hold you. It’s messed up. He’s never felt this way about anybody. “Hi.” He nods. His words are a little muffled by his mask but it’s not too bad. You always seem to hear him. “What are you doing this weekend?” He asks. “Oh, me and Jacob were going to go watch a movie.” You smile. He nods. “Why?” You ask. “Oh, I was just going to invite you out. I was going to the bar this weekend, thought I’d let you know.” He shrugs. “If anything changes just let me know.” He smiles. You can’t see it of course. Keegan just needs your stupid boyfriend to fuck up. Just once. You nod your head, giving him a smile. You made your way down the stairs.

Keegan felt stupid sometimes. He wanted you so badly that he let most of his morals go down the drain. If you were his and someone was doing this to you on the sidelines, he’d be furious. He thinks of himself as a horrible person for how possessive he was over you, a girl who wasn’t even his. For the remainder of his time on watch, he thought about distancing himself from you. Walking away and not looking back. But he knows, he won’t be able to.

It was Saturday and Keegan was dressed as usual, but he’d sprayed a little bit of cologne on, maybe he’d meet a girl. Maybe he’d take her home. Or maybe he’d drink too much and wake up somewhere random like he’d done. Too drunk to think straight, sleeping on a bench or in his car in the parking lot. He doesn’t know what the night holds. His feet pat against the concrete walkway of his house, going out to his truck. He doesn’t expect his phone to ring, and he doesn’t expect it to be you.

“Hello?” Keegan asks into the phone. “Uh.. hey Keegan.” He can hear you sniffle. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He stops right in his tracks. “I uh.. everything is okay and I hope I’m not interrupting you. But.. can you come get me?” You ask. “Of course, where are you?”

“I’m in the parking lot of the theater.” You mumble. “I’m on my way.”

Keegan speeds like a bat out of hell to get to you, he doesn’t know what happened but he knows you’re unwell. And that’s enough for him to need to get to you. It feels like it takes him hours to get there but is only a few minutes and he’s pulling up. He parks, tires coming to a hard stop as he brakes. He throws the truck in park before jumping out and making his way to you. “Hey, what happened? What’s going on?” He asks. “It’s nothing, can we just go?” You mumble, you keep looking over your shoulder. When Jacob comes walking up to you, Keegan pushes you behind him. An action that doesn’t go unnoticed by you. “You called him? Are you fucking kidding me?” You lean into Keegan. “What’s your problem?” Keegan mumbles. “Oh, you haven’t told him yet?” He laughs. “I was just telling Y/N here that she’s a bitch for leading me on.” Keegan can feel his blood boiling, fists clenching together. “She’s led me on for the three months we’ve been together. Always dresses so slutty and always denies me.” He shakes his head. “I mean look at her, you can practically see her ass in that dress. You get it right?”

Keegan is completely taken off guard by the entitlement he’s hearing. “Uh.. no. No I don’t get it.” He shakes his head. “If you were really looking for a girl that would sleep with you, you were barking up the wrong tree in the first place.” He crosses his arms, trying to make himself look bigger to Keegan. “Y/N doesn’t owe you anything, she can dress any way she likes. And the Y/N I know, would knock you on your ass for saying that. She’s showed you parts of herself that nobody has ever seen. But you’re just a dumb motherfucker who fumbled a hell of a girl.” He laughs. Jacob scoffs, turning his head away. “Whatever. She’s just a dumb fucking prude anyways. I knew you’d get in the way. Anybody could see your crush on her from a mile away. And she always comes running doesn’t she?” He shakes his head. Keegan shakes his head. “Come on Y/N.” Keegan places his arm around your lower back. Leading you to his truck. You have your arms crossed and you look furious.

“So.. you want to tell me what’s going on?” He asks. “We were watching a movie. He kept putting his hand on my thigh and I kept pushing it away. He got too forceful and I shoved him back. So he stood up and made a scene in front of the entire theater.” You cover your face. Keegan laughs. “What a scumbag.” He rolls his eyes. “Is what he said true Keegan?” You look up at him. And he looks away from your gaze. “Y/N.. you don’t need all of my bullshit too okay?”

“That’s not what I asked you, Keegan. Answer me.”

He sighs. Keeping quiet. “So what if it is? It doesn’t have to change anything.” He breathes. “Keegan, it changes everything.”

This is exactly why Keegan kept it to himself. “Well.. so what.” He sighs. He starts his truck, throwing it into drive and pulling out of the parking lot.

The drive to his house is quiet aside from Metallica playing faintly in the background. Usually you would poke fun at him. But the silence seems louder. He ruined your friendship, all because of a stupid crush. He pulls into his driveway, ready to hear you yell at him, ask why he’s brought you here. But he’s shocked when it doesn’t happen. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because of this, because I didn’t want to risk anything. Plus, you have a boyfriend.” You shake your head. “That doesn’t matter Keegan.”

“Yes it does Y/N. If you were mine and some guy was doing that shit, I’d be furious.”

“I wouldn’t do it to you.” You mumble.

“But you’d do it for me? Because I’m a coworker?”

“No because you’re my friend Keegan.” You roll your eyes. “You should have said something.” You turn toward his window. “You have a boyfriend!” He throws his hands up. “In case you haven’t noticed I did everything I could to respect that despite how fucking bad I wanted to be him. I don’t see what you saw in that fucking scumbag either.” He breathes. You turn toward him. “It was to fill time, asshole. And stop calling him my boyfriend. I do more stuff with you than I do with him!”

“Oh, I’m the asshole. I come to the rescue anytime you need anything and somehow I’m still the asshole.”

“Fuck you Keegan, I won’t ask you for another fucking thing.” You growl. Reaching for the door handle. “No!” He grasps your hand, pulling you back. “You don’t get to storm away when you’re mad.” You narrow your eyes at him. “Seriously, where was this fight when that asshole was talking to you like that hm? I know you, I know you held back.”

“Because it’s not worth it. Who gives a fuck what he thinks about me.”

He shakes his head. “You’re ridiculous.” You shake your head. “You.. all of that shit you said about.. leaving him. All of those times you came to help and tried to talk me away from him. It’s not because you wanted to help.” You laugh, shaking your head. “It’s because you liked me.” Keegan rolls his eyes. “So fucking what.” He turns to you, leaning into you. “Even if I didn’t have a crush on you, I’d still come running. And you’d still call because you’re you, and you can’t fight your own battles.”

“Fuck you.” You growl. “I don’t want to hear anything from you, you’re disgusting.”

Keegan shakes his head. “Yeah? If I’m so disgusting than get out of my truck. Go on.” He nods.

You don’t move.

“Go ahead.”

Nothing again. “Still here.” He let’s his hands fall onto his thighs. “See, to me? It seems like you like it. You like that I’m disgusting. Don’t y-“ he jumps back as you smash your lips against his. Sitting up on the seat of his truck. He kisses you back even harder, pulling you over the center console and into his lap. He pushes down on the lever of his seat, sliding it back. The metal thumping as he thrusts it back has you moaning into his mouth. He pulls you tightly into him, teeth knocking into each other as he kisses you. He has a tight grip around your waist.

You grind your hips down into him and he pulls away, moaning out. He rests his hands on your hips, stopping you. “Hey- wait.” He breathes. “I like you but I’m not going to take advantage of you.” He breathes. “Shut up Keegan.” You groan. “Just because I’m a virgin doesn’t mean I don’t know what I’m doing.” You grind your hips into his again and he looks like he’s in pain when you do it. “Fuck-“ he breathes. You roll your hips into him again and he bucks his hips up slightly. “Ah-“ he whines. He closes his eyes tightly. “Fuck- you have to s-stop.” He grits his teeth. A couple more times of you rolling your hips into him and his body is jerking, he’s trying to halt your hips. But you grasp his hands, holding them against your thighs as you keep going. “Y/N- I’m serious, please-“

His chest heaves up and down violently, and a cry leaves his lips. He bucks his hips up into you, more and more cries leaving his lips as he finishes into his jeans, crying out for you pathetically and grinding his hips into yours for any bit of friction he can get.

When you stop moving your hips into him, he won’t look at you. You can feel his cum soaking through your panties.

He’s clearly embarrassed.

But he has no idea how turned on you are. “Look at me.” You breathe. His cheeks are burning, and he knows he can’t look at you. He just can’t. “Keegan, look at me.” When he looks up at you, he’s got tears in his eyes. “What’s wrong?” You ask. He looks away but you grasp his chin, forcing him to look at you. “I’m just embarrassed okay? Just..” he sighs. “I’ll take you home now.”

He sighs. You can already feel him hardening beneath you again. You sitting in his lap is too much. “No.” You breathe.

“Keegan, I want to have sex with you.” You breathe. “Y/N..” he sighs. “You’re just.. you’re hot and bothered, you don’t mean it.” He breathes. You grasp him by the collar of his shirt. “Please Keegan. If you don’t want me that’s fine but I want you.” You pant. You know for a fact you’ve never been more sure of anything in your life. “I do want you. But I would never take advantage of you.” He breathes. “Keegan. I’m a full grown woman.” You laugh. “I know what I want and what I want is you.”

You reach between the both of you, unbuttoning his jeans and he helps you prepare for what’s about to happen, and he can’t believe it.

That motherfucker pushed you right into his arms, just like he’d planned.

Keegan is still wet from his orgasm that he had just had, embarrassed because neither of you have a condom. You just have to risk it.

His filth would be good Lube anyways.

You raise yourself up and line him up with your entrance, the tip of his cock presses through your folds, sinking deep into you pussy. Your panties pulled to the side to give him full access to you. A breath hitches in your throat as he starts to stretch you, and you take in a deep breath. “Hey. Look at me.” He grasps your chin. “Relax. Keep going up and down on what you can take of me, get that pussy nice n wet for me.” He breathes, his sudden change of demeanor catches you off guard. This is Keegan, pure horny, needy, Keegan. “Yeah, like that.” He breathes. You raise your hips up and down, keeping a steady pace, letting your body adjust to him.

When you rest yourself onto him completely, completely full of Keegan’s girthy length, you realize what you’ve just done.

You’d given him your virginity.

It was no surprise really, it was bound to happen from the start. You had always had a massive crush on Keegan before you’d met Jacob, and always ran to Keegan because he was your friend. You didn’t know he liked you back, in fact. You knew you were in the friend zone. You’d liked him from the day you’d met him, but you’d take that to your grave.

The cry that leaves your lips when he bottoms out in you for the first time is pure bliss. You’re here finally, touching him. His cock is nestled up inside of you perfectly. A perfect fit. As you rock your hips into him, he’s falling apart. He can barely keep it together, nearing his second orgasm already. He already feels embarrassed and pathetic, it’s only going to get worse when he finishes early for a second time.

“Ah, you gotta slow down sweetheart.” He breathes. “I.. you’re making a fucking mess out of me, I just can’t help it.” He chuckles. “It’s okay, I want it.” You breathe. He hisses, tilting his head back. He shakes his head. “No, Cmon baby. Let’s work an orgasm out of this sweet pussy yeah?” He smirks, grasping hold of your hips. He thrusts up into you, smiling at the way your eyes widen. His lower stomach is swirling with want, pleasure seeping into every last cell inside of him. He’s never felt this good, ever. He holds back for as long as he can as he fucks himself into you, keeping a steady pace and working himself into you. You’re dripping down his shaft, soaking him. He can’t believe he’s doing this with you.

You whine out, clutching onto his seat, thank god for leather seats because this was going to be quite the mess to clean up later. A mewl leaves your lips and you clutch his shirt. “Oh Keegan, I’m gonna cum.” You whine. Clutching his shirt. He relaxes a bit and you grasp two handfuls of his shirt, rocking your hips into him. “Yeah I’m gonna cum too baby.” He relaxes completely, letting you finish him off. You’re grinding your hips into him like you were before but this time, he’s buried deep inside of you. You’re practically sobbing when you finally cum, crying out along with him as you feel his warmth filling you up. You’re gripping onto him so hard and he’s convulsing as you draw another orgasm out of him. He’s shaking when he’s come down from his high, in complete disbelief of what’s just happened. He’s so sensitive from the second orgasm you’d just given him. You take in a deep breath. Relaxing your hands and laying your head on his chest. He pulls you into him, panting hard. Still coming down from his orgasm. His heart is finally settling in his chest.

“I’m sorry tonight went so bad.” He breathes. “Tonight went perfect, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You blush.

“Oh yeah.. if you tell anyone what you did to me, I’m taking us both out.” He narrows his eyes. “I wouldn’t do that to you Keegan. Besides… I thought it was kind’ve hot.” You smile. He shakes his head. “Cmon, we can go clean up. You can stay over if you want.” He asks nervously.

“I’d love that.”

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marcsburnerphone · 3 months

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And they were roomates

(Captain John price x F!reader)

Summary: the captain wants somewhere more homely to settle down and when an offer like yours comes alight on Zillow he must take up on it.

Warnings: angsty (very minimal), mentions of readers past relationship, some bond building, smoking, some tense moments

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4!! - part 5

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“Captain?” Soap yells from afar to get what seems to be prices attention. When he realizes that is indeed his captain he jogs to where John stands.

“What’re ye doin’ back?” Soap question a little confused, after their last two month mission John was granted leave for three months to recoup and rest.

“Just came to turn in these files.” He says waving the Manila folders in his hands.

“You could’ve just done that online, you know.” And yes John does know and by the look he gives Johnny he also knows.

“What, trouble in paradise?” Johnny smiles widely at the guilty look on his captain's face.

“Something like that.” John replies clearly a little tense.

“Well, tell me about it.” He says waiting expectantly.

“Over some drinks Sergeant.” Price replies before making his way into the building and soap returning to the trainees.

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“Oh that’s fucked mate.” Ghost says.

“Captain no offense you’re a very intelligent and capable man but that is so fucking stupid.” Gaz states before taking a drink of his beer.

“You thought oh I’m catching some feelings for her, let's just ignore her.” Soap says in a mimicking voice.

“No, it's not only that, I don’t have time to entertain dense feelings and she likely doesn’t share those same feelings.” His gruff voice replies as he takes a puff of his cigar and blows the smoke out into the pub they sit in.

“Did you ask her?” Gaz asks, already knowing the answer.

“Am I twelve? What grown man asks a woman if they have feelings for them usually there’s hints and clues you can pick up on.” Ghost grumbles in agreement from price earning a slap on the arm from soap.

“And she’s done nothing that may even give you an inkling that she’s into you mate?” Gaz quips in.

“Like “oh hey captain can you help me open this jar?” Or “price can you please help me fix this?” Johnny tries his best at a womanly voice.

“First of all she doesn’t call me captain or price and second of all, yes she does that but it’s only because she needs the help.” They all look at him with blank stares.

“I bet you wish she’d call you captain.” Soap whispers but before John can reply Gaz starts.

“Captain, does she ever stutter when you talk to her?” Gaz asks, raising an eyebrow at him.

“sometimes.” He excuses that as human behavior.

“When she noticed your avoidance, did she get upset?” I mean you got a little mad at him that once but that was cause he was overstepping.

“A little.” He replies not really seeing where it’s going until oh.

“Yeah cap, you're being naive.”

“You should go back there, be kinder and less weird. She probably thinks you don’t like her and if that lasts too long she’ll start to actually not like you.” Well he obviously can’t have that.

“We need a mum anyways.” Gaz says under his breath and soap agrees.

“What?”

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“Hey you’re back.” You can’t resist the small smile that makes its way onto your face as John walks into the kitchen.

“Told you I’d only be a day or two.” He repeats his words from a couple days ago, hands awkwardly in his pockets.

He notices there’s something different in your energy that he picks up on or maybe it’s his energy that has changed.

“Yeah but last time you said a month and we’re gone two.” He remembers that and sees your point then he thinks about the fact that you remember that.

“Well last time I really didn’t think I’d be gone that long but you know.” He says not going into detail and just waving it off.

“Well I have a job to get too.” You say closing the package of blueberries you’d been eating out of then place them back in the fridge.

“On a Saturday?” He questions the unusuality of it.

“Yeah I had a woman call me this morning, said her wedding was next week and she really wanted me to be the one to give her her dream hair so I agreed.”

“Okay then, I’ll see you later, doll.” He says as you grab your keys and purse getting ready to leave.

“Bye John.” You smile softly looking anywhere but him cause if you did the smile that lays on your face at the newfound nickname would be too evident.

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“Hey so we’re just doing some highlights and a cut right.” You ask the woman in your chair as you drape the cape over her paying mind to her swollen belly and button it in the back.

“Yeah I actually have some pictures if that’s okay.” She says pulling out her phone to show you.

“Great, I’d love to see them.” You say getting your equipment ready.

She shows you and by the already light tone of her hair this will be easy work. You get everything settled and ready, mixing the bleach and color and sorting through the pieces you’ll paint.

“So what made you ask me to do your hair?” This is a question you always love to ask your clients. Was it social media or a referral or maybe something else.

“My finance actually recommended you.” Her fiance.

“Oh I don’t actually do men’s hair, who’s your fiance?” You question a little confused but clearly he might’ve just seen you on instagram or had a friend who’s been with you.

“Brian, he said he used to know you and heard you did really good hair.” No fucking way.

“Oh yeah I know Brian old friends.” You smile through the tears that threaten to escape your eyes.

How could he? How could he give this woman everything you’ve ever wanted then send her to you to show off that goddamn-

“He says to tell you hi.” She smiles looking back at you not having a clue of who you really are.

“Oh tell him I said hello.” You reply shortly.

“How’d you two meet?” You ask curiously.

“We actually worked together and when we first started talking he was actually in a relationship but nothing serious and the more we spent time together it just became clear we were meant to be together.” Her.

“So he cheated on his ex partner?” You say in a polite tone, one a girlfriend would use.

“Well I guess you could say that but according to him their relationship was over before it was over.” You smile at her nodding in understanding.

Scream, you wanted to scream your fucking head off the rest of the appointment. But no you stood there politely and gave this woman the most beautiful hair you could’ve imagined you even took fucking pictures for her to send to you’re cheating ex.

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On the way home you cried out of anger not even out of jealousy, or sadness just anger at the audacity that man had and the years you wasted with such a fucking loser.

When you pulled into the driveway you turned the car off and just sat there. You sat there and pondered on everything. You’d always asked him for a baby and he’d said he would never be a father. You always wanted to get married and he would say “marriage isn’t my thing.” And yet he’ll do it all for another woman. A woman he really loves.

But in the end you're glad it’s not you. It isn’t you that has to deal with that man child, it won’t be you who’s stuck with someone who isn’t faithful. In the end you’re the lucky one and finally you feel like you can let it go.

So you dry your eyes and head inside, kicking off your shoes by the door and paying notice to John that’s currently in the living room. You walk over to the couch and sit a comfortable amount of space away from him simply testing the waters and watch the football game he has on.

“How was your appointment?” He says suddenly taking in notice of your puffy eyes.

“Good.” You reply in a whisper with a half smile.

“You’re lying.” He assumed maybe just an asshole client or the outcome wasn’t good.

“It was my ex boyfriend's new pregnant fiancé, who also happens to be the woman he cheated on me with.” You admit with a small laugh at the end with how ridiculous that sounds.

“You got cheated on?” He asks, thoroughly shocked not paying mind to the other details.

“And she’s hot.” You reply looking him in the eye. All he’s thinking is hotter than you?

“Did she know who you were?” This has to be the most mind fucking thing he’s ever heard.

“Not a clue and what's funnier is he recommended me to her.” You laugh again and it’s slightly scary how calm you seem.

“You’re not upset?”

“John I was over that man the minute he cheated on me. I’m only upset over all the time I lost wanting things he said he never wanted but what he meant was he never wanted that with me.” You say quietly between the two of you like it’s a secret.

“His loss.” he says, offering you a small smile.

“I guess.”

“No doll I know.” You don’t know what to make of that comment and just smile back at him.

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Later that night after a long shower you step onto the outside patio for some fresh air not noticing John smoking a cigar beside you.

“Jesus!” You jump slightly at the sight of his looming shadow.

“At this point just expect me to be everywhere.” He laughs as he exhales the puff of smoke.

“I didn’t know you smoked.” You reply before taking in the sight before you. John in Levi’s, a thermal and brown leather jacket, thick fingers holding a cigar between them lightly tapping it to drop the excess ash.

“I’m sorry, does it bother you?” He asks suddenly, concerned about whether that was in the policy or something.

“No, not at all.” You smile shivering at the breeze that blows through the air.

He offers the cigar between his fingers by gesturing it towards you, you’ve smoked cigarettes but this thing looked like a cigarette on steroids. Nonetheless you didn’t decline the offer and hesitantly wrapped your lips around it giving it a small puff letting the earthy flavor consume your taste buds as you exhale.

John watches you with longing eyes. Truthfully he expected you to grab it from him but instead you toked it straight from his fingers and shit it was hot. The way your lips wrapped around the very end had him running hot suddenly. The layers he wore were becoming overbearingly warm.

“Do you ever wish you chose a normal career?” The question left your lips before you could think about why you were asking it and he clears his dirty mind before answering.

“Not really, my job makes me feel like I have purpose and although my hands get dirty it’s for a good cause.” You nod as you look up into the blue sky that’s slowly becoming darker.

“You do have purpose outside your job though you know that right?” You look him in the eye for a mere second then back up.

He’s taken aback slightly by your statement and stays silent. He lets it settle in his thoughts and feelings. Wondering what prompted you to say it in the first place.

“Thankyou.” He replies shortly after.

“You're welcome.” You reply gently.

“I’m going to head inside, don’t be out here too long you’ll get sick.” You say sliding the door open and he laughs in return. If you even had the slightest idea of the weather he’s lived in.

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You woke up the next morning bright and early, currently stood in the kitchen brewing hot water for tea and setting the coffee machine on. One for you, one for John. He was surprisingly still asleep although it also is still very early. He never sleeps past 7.

As you turn the heat off the stove, knocking sounds at the front door. Maybe a package you assumed as you made your way down the hall peeking through the small hole to see who’s out there and to your surprise it was a woman.

“Hi, how can I help you?” She looks at you a bit taken aback.

“Does John Price live here?” She asks as her blonde hair blows in the cold breeze.

“Yeah?”

“I need to speak to him.”

“Okay I’ll be right back.” Was this a lover of John’s, maybe an ex wife or something. You knock softly at his door and nothing so you knock a little louder. Before you hear a grunt and the squeak of the hardwood floors.

“Morning, y’alright?” He asks with a deep sleepy voice.

You take notice of His messy hair and pajama bottoms hanging low on his hips so you practically beg and will yourself to not look at his body.

“Yeah sorry there’s a woman at the door for you.” You reply smiling when you notice the sleep marks on the side of his face.

“Oh okay let me just put a shirt on, tell her I’ll be right out.” He can already guess who it is and quietly curses to himself. No peace of his ever lasted long.

You relay the message to her and offer her to come inside which she politely accepts but goes no further than the entrance.

“I’m Kate by the way.” She offers her hand to you.

“Oh nice to meet you Kate, are you a friend of John’s?” You pry.

“Oh yeah, a longtime one.” You should’ve known.

“We’ve been working together since he was a lieutenant and that was ages ago.” She laughs and you feel light with relief for whatever reason.

“Laswell.” A deep voice sighs out from behind her.

“Well don’t be too excited to see me.” She says to him.

You get the message to exit the room and do so. He walks with her to the kitchen, offers her a drink then they both go to his office and from the sound of it have a pretty heated conversation. Not that you were eavesdropping or anything.

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It was hours before she left and when she did John didn’t seem too happy. You walk to the door a bit after you hear it shut. John stands there running a hand through his hair.

“You okay?” You stupidly ask as he rubs his forehead still standing in front of the door although she left 10 minutes ago.

“Yeah doll I’m alright.” He sounds tired and bothered.

“Okay.” You begin to turn around getting the feeling he doesn’t want you there.

“Wait, actually I have to leave tomorrow for a while..” He replies quickly.

“Oh.” You try not to sound too disappointed.

“I’ll leave you a check for six months, if I’m gone longer my checkbook is in the bedside drawer. If you need assistance with anything I have a friend you can call please don’t do it yourself or have someone else do it.” He says as you stand there not getting past the eight month part.

“Six months or longer?” He meets your eyes seeing a hint of sadness.

“Yeah that’s what I can expect.” You suck your bottom lip between your teeth for a second not really knowing how to reply.

“Are you hungry?”

“What?” He replies at the random change in topic.

“Would you like to order too much food and watch a movie?” You ask again.

“Sure?”

“I mean if you’re leaving for months and you seem upset about it then it’s serious and when’s the next time you’ll eat good food, you know?” You explain.

“Italian?”

“Italian.”

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You both sit on the living room couch in the dim ambient light while “How to lose a guy in 10 days” plays on the TV, your choice. Empty boxes once filled with pasta and bread now are mostly empty. You tell John every time one of your favorite parts is coming on but not like you even needed to. He can tell by the anxious shake of your foot and slightly raised eyebrow.

“So does he ever find out that it’s for the em magazine and does she find out it’s for a bet?” He asks midway through the movie.

“You’ll have to watch it.” You whisper.

He laughs and for a moment in time he feels content, at ease for once. He feels like this is the moment he’ll recall in the next eight months when nights are cold and he’s spent.

Your eyes are drifting closed before the movie is over and he watches you find sleep then returns his attention to the tv determined to finish the movie. Once all is done he picks the containers up off the floor quietly and turns the tv off kneeling to the floor to wake you.

“Doll let’s get you to bed.” He whispers in the dark. You're slightly disappointed you fell asleep but your drowsy mind doesn’t let you think too deeply as you bid him a goodnight and head to bed.

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The next morning he was ready to leave at 4AM. Big duffel bag in hand and a backpack. He thinks of waking you to say goodbye and even walks to your door. But he doesn’t not because he doesn’t want to but because he won’t want to leave if he does. Internally he curses himself for wasting so much time avoiding you the previous weeks.

So he writes a quick note and of course the promised check and heads on his way.

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Next chapter is already written and I’m so excited at the build up!!

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starqueensthings · 10 months

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the nose wrinkle, dude 🥵

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hunter being my favorite bad batcher for almost nine minutes (ft. omega)

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SERGEANT SATURDAY!❤️❤️❤️

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A Dog Situation

Request: Hi I love your work and was wondering if you could do a Tim Bradford x daughter!reader where maybe Nolan is watching her while Tim is at work because it’s a weekend, and they decide to go out to lunch and on the way back they pass by a box that says ‘free puppies’ a reader grabs one and Nolan knows he shouldn’t agree but he’s a big softie and then Tim comes homes and is just so confused.

No pressure to write this have a good day/night🫶🏻

Pairings: Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: fluff

Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter

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A/N: thank you to @callsigns-haze for making this very adorable banner!

It was rare for Tim to be working on a weekend but Sergeant Grey needed all the help he could get out on the streets. Tim loved his job but he loved spending time with you more. Of course, you understood that his job could be demanding and took him away from you on the weekends, you couldn't be mad about that after all he is the one paying the bills.

Usually, you would have a babysitter on hand or when the others weren't working that got put on babysitting duty, giving your normal babysitter a break. Normally Talia and Nolan would be going in as well but weren't called in for whatever reason. You had known that he was getting called into work the weekend on Thursday and it wasn't a big surprise. Instead of your dad coming home Friday night he would be working until Saturday night which meant that Nolan would be picking you up and spending the night at your house in the guest room.

You love your ‘Uncle’ Nolan. He gave you all the sweets you wanted and let you do things your dad wouldn't let you do, though he respected your dad's rules. He also understood you and knew how to react in certain situations because he also had a kid, a son. If it wasn't for him, you probably would be much harder on your dad, of course you were hard on him but it could be worse.

It had been decided that Tim would be dropping you off at school Friday morning and then Nolan would be picking you up. You had already known Angela and Talia very well and Tim trusted them with you. It took a while but eventually Tim was ok with leaving you with the rookies, you made fast friends with everyone. He was more than ok leaving you with Nolan because he too was a dad and knew how children could be, he knew how to handle situations.

Tim's 6:30 AM alarm had just gotten off and jerked him out of his sleep. He was quick to turn it off before it could wake you up. He laid there for a second but then was rolling out of bed and started to get ready for a full day of work and then overnight work. He quickly took a shower and brushed his teeth and then dressed, after he was done, he walked out and went to your room and checked in on you. He smiled seeing that you were still asleep. He closed the door and went to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee for him and started to get breakfast ready for him and you. When he heard your door open and the pitter patter of feet coming into the kitchen he smiled, right on time. “Hey, Sweetheart.” He said when you came and stood next to him, he slung an arm around your shoulders and you melted into his touch.

“Hi, Daddy.” You said not truly awake yet. He turned and kissed your head and then turning back towards the food,

“Remember Nolan is going to be picking you up today and staying with you until I get off work tomorrow afternoon.” He said and you nodded.

“I remember.” You said and he smiled and then you were moving away from him and grabbing a glass so you could get something to drink. Just about that time he had turned off the stove and you watched him stack the pancakes on the plates, then heading over to you sitting one plate in front of you and then the other where he would be sitting.

Both of you ate in a relatively comfortable silence, every now and then talk would happen but other than that nothing much was said. When you both finished your breakfast, he looked at you “Go ahead and get ready for school.” He said and watched you get up and put your plate in the sink and then scamper off heading to get ready for school, he smiled watching you. He asked himself how he got so lucky to have you as a kid. He hated what your mother did to you but that just meant that you had a stronger bond with him. Not long, you were coming out dressed and ready to go. He smiled at you as you grabbed your bag and he grabbed his and the both of you were out the door and to his truck.

After a short trip to your school, he was pulling up to the front of the school and turning to you. “Be good and don't smart off. Also remember to be good for Nolan when he comes and picks you up and stays with you.” He said, giving you a pointed look and you smiled up at him.

“I’m always good, Dad.” You said and he smiled and kissed your forehead.

“Don’t put him in a situation where he can't say no to either.” He said as you were getting out and you turned and smirked at him.

“I would never do that.” You said with a playfully hurt expression but he quickly turned into a smile and then you were shutting the door and giving him a wave and then you were off going into the school meeting up with some of your friends.

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Tim arrived at the precinct and had just parked beside Lucy’s car. He got out and started into the precinct. He said hi to people and the front desk person. He walked into the locker room and started getting dressed when Nolan walked up to him. “Hey.” He said and Tim looked at him and smiled.

“Hey, Y/N is excited to be able to hang out with you tonight and tomorrow.” He said and Nolan smiled.

“I’m excited too. I love that kid.” Nolan said and that made Tim smile.

“She loves you too. Oh, don’t let her get you in a situation that you can’t say no to. She is good about doing that. Also don’t fall for the puppy dog eyes.” Tim said and Nolan chuckled.

“Nobody can resist those eyes.” He said and Tim smiled and agreed. They walked out in the briefing room and got ready to start the day.

The rest of the day went by smoothly, calls were answered and arrests were made. Before anyone knew it, it was the end of the day. Nolan walked in and got changed and as he was walking out Tim caught him. “Hey, have a good night tonight and day tomorrow. If you need me, call me and I’ll answer and if I’m needed, I’ll be there. Kitchen is fair game and so is the coffee, other drinks, there is food in the pantry, freezer, and fridge. Take out is also an option, Y/N/N knows where the money is and she has my credit card plugged into her phone and most take out options.” Tim said and Nolan nodded and smiled.

“Don’t worry, we’ll have fun and if we need you, you will be notified. Also, I can pay for the food.” Nolan said and Tim nodded.

“You don’t have to do that.” Tim said and Nolan shook his head.

“I want to.” He replied and Tim nodded in defeat. He knew that his little girl is in good hands but he’s a dad, it’s his job to worry. “Now go continue your shift. I’m gonna go and pick up your little girl and we’re going to have a blast. We’ll send pictures.” Nolan said and that made Tim smile. Tim walked off when Seargent Grey called out to him and Nolan was off to get you. Nolan walked to his truck and got in after throwing his bag into the back and then he got into the driver’s side and started his truck up and headed to your school, which wasn’t that far. Nolan got in the line with the other cars and waited for them to move. When he was finally up in the front, he saw you waiting and then when you saw him you smiled and hurriedly walked to his truck and he got in. “Hello, Baby Braford.” He said and you rolled your eyes.

“Hello, Uncle Nolan.” You said and you gave him a hug and you both were headed to your house. “What’s the plan for tonight?” You asked and he smiled.

“Well, your dad said there was some food in the pantry, fridge, and freezer. So, we can cook something up or we can order out. I was also thinking about having a movie night.” He said and you turned to him and he made a quick glance at you and saw you smiling and smiled but then paid attention to the road.

“Ohhh!!! Chinese food and movie night!” You said and he chuckled.

“You got it.” He said “We’ll order it once we get home.” He added and you nodded excited. Before you knew it you were home and he was pulling into the driveway. He parked the truck and killed the engine and then you both were getting out. Nolan grabbed his second bag and you grabbed your backpack and you both headed into the house after you unlocked the door with your key. You set your bag on by the door and Nolan walked to the guest room and set his bag on the bed. He walked out of the room and into the kitchen where you were leaning against the counter scrolling on your phone answering texts from your friends and your dad. You looked up when you heard Nolan. “Alright, you wanna go ahead and order the food and get movie night started?” He asked and nodded excitedly. “Why don’t you go and get changed and I’ll order, my treat.” He said before you could argue and nodded and headed off. “Want your usual?” He asked and you turned to him.

“Of course.” You said with that Bradford smirk and watched you walk on. He pulled out his phone and opened the app and ordered his and your usual order. Now the wait starts.

It wasn’t long until you had come out in some sweats and your dad’s hoodie that you “borrowed” from him but he knew he had lost it when you got your hands on it. Nolan had gotten the TV said up when you had come out of your room and into the living room. “What do you want to watch?” He asked as you came and sat down on the couch.

“National Treasure?” You asked

“Oh, my favorite. Do you want to start with the first one and then watch the second one?” He asked and you nodded excitedly. This is why he was your favorite. 20 minutes into the movie and the doorbell rang meaning the food was here and he got up to answer it as you got up and grabbed drinks. He shut the door and you both walked into the living room. You both sorted out the food and then you started the movie back up and began to eat.

After National Treasure ended you started National Treasure: Book of Secrets up and you both laughed and commented throughout the movie. Food was eaten throughout both movies and you had a blanket thrown over you. It was getting pretty late by the time that one ended but you were nowhere near ready to go to bed. As the credits rolled you looked over at Nolan “What’s it’s gonna be now?” You asked and he thought about it.

“Top Gun?” He asked and he watched your face light up. Top Gun was one of your all-time favorites and it was your dad’s too.

“Yes!!!! I knew you were my favorite for a reason.” You said and he laughed.

“There are a lot of reasons why I’m your favorite.” He said and you nodded.

“You got that right.” You said and then you got up and switched out the movies and then rushed to the couch and threw the blanket back over you and snuggled into Nolan. When it got to Goose’s death you cried so hard, you always did and Nolan wasn’t going to lie he teared up too. Once it ended, which you were sad about, you turned to him “Did you hear that they are coming out with a second one?” You asked and he turned to you.

“Oh really? When is it coming out?” He asked

“They haven’t given a date yet.” You said and he nodded and then you decided on a few more movies, Rock of Ages, Battleship, and all of the Mission Impossibles, and before you knew it, it was 12 AM. Throughout the night pictures of you and Nolan’s selfies of you and him eating and making funny pictures were sent to Tim.

“Alright, kiddo. Time for bed.” He said and you looked at him.

“I’m not even tired.” You said just as soon as a yawn escaped you and he chuckled.

“Nope. Bed time.” He said and you pouted but got up and trudged off into your room and got into bed and fell asleep quickly.

Nolan started to clean up and turn the TV off and made sure the movie was in the movie case, and threw away the trash. He turned off the lights and headed to the guest room. He stopped at your door and opened it and checked in on you and smiled when he saw that you were sound asleep. He shut the door and walked into the bedroom and got ready for bed. Once he was ready, he laid down and was quick to fall asleep.

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The next morning, Saturday, you woke up the smell of bacon and pancakes. Your stomach growled and it had you getting up and walking out of your room and into the kitchen to see Nolan already dressed and at the stove. When he heard you, he turned and he smiled “Hey.” He said and you smiled “I figured we have breakfast and then get out of the house and do some shopping and hanging out.” He said and you smiled.

“That sounds great.” You said and he smiled and turned off the stove and then handed you a plate and you both got what you wanted and then sat down at the table. You saw that your drink and his coffee were already on the table. Breakfast was eaten and small talk was made. He asked you about school and you asked him about work. It was fun and it was like when you were talking with your dad.

After breakfast you were getting up and putting your dish in the sink, something your dad taught you from an early age “Hey, once you get dressed and teeth brushed. We’ll get going.” Nolan said and you nodded. You were quick to get ready into some jeans and a ‘Talk to me, Goose’ shirt and then you threw on your dad’s hoodie again. You brushed your teeth and put your hair up in a ponytail. You grabbed your phone and headed into the kitchen. Nolan had just finished wiping down the table and counter when he turned when he heard you “Ready to go?” He asked and you nodded and he smiled. You both walked out and you locked the door behind you. You both got into the truck and headed off into the town.

When he got to where he had planned, he parked and killed the engine and then you both were getting out and walked into the shop. You both had a blast and bought some things. Everything was close enough so you didn’t have to keep getting back into the truck and leaving. After spending the morning shopping, you decided to have lunch at a cute little bakery. You both talked about anything and everything. As you finished lunch and were heading back to the truck because your dad was due home in 3 hours, you heard what sounded like puppy whimpering and you being an animal lover had to go and investigate. Meaning you veered off from Nolan and he was quick to take notice of this “Y/N.” He said and started off after you but you ignored him “Y/N Bradford, you cannot just walk off.” He said in a tone a parent would use when scolding a child, which he technically was.

“But Uncle Nolan! I heard puppies! I just couldn’t walk away.” You all but pouted.

“Never do it again.” He said and you nodded. You then turned and looked at the box that said ‘Free Puppies’. You peered down at them and there were only 2 left. They were Golden Retriever puppies, standard golden color. They both came straight to you when you bent down to see them and you picked them up, both were male. Nolan could see the wheels turning “Y/N.” He said in a warning tone.

“Uncle Nolan.” You whined “Please. Look at them.” You said and put the puppy in front of his face and licked him and then he looked at you and you had brought on your puppy dog eyes. This would be the situation that Tim said not to let you get him into. Nolan had an internal battle with himself but his heart won.

“Ok, fine.” He said “They're kind of cute.” He said and you squealed

“We need to take the other one, Uncle Nolan. We can't split them up.” You said and Nolan looked apprehensive.

“Y/N.” He said trying so hard not to give in but he was losing.

“Please, with a cherry on top.” You pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

“Fine. I remember passing a pet store while walking around. We can stop in and grab some stuff. Your dad is going to kill me.” He said but you weren’t listening to him because you were interested in the puppies. As you arrived at the pet store you walked in and Nolan got a shopping cart and first went to the collars, leashes, and harness. You got collars, harnesses, and leashes in blue and red. Then you went to get bowls for water and food. After doing that you got some KONG toys and 4 beds. Then two crates that would be switched to bigger ones when they got older. As you got to the food you were a little lost until a worker came over and helped you and got you treats. Then you went to the dog tags. “What are you gonna name them?” Nolan asked and you thought long and hard about it.

“Maverick and Goose.” You said beaming up at him, he smiled and shook his head. That is a perfect name. He typed it in for you, putting Maverick on the front and then your name and phone number and then Tim’s name and number on the back it printed out on a blue dog bone shaped tag with black writing. He did the same for Goose but on a red tag. Maverick and Goose had fallen asleep in your arms. Once it was done you headed over to check out and you paid for everything with your money and then you both were heading out and to his truck. He loaded everything and then helped you get in.

When you arrived back home you got out when the truck was parked and the engine was killed. You got out and put Maverick and Goose down on the ground to let him use the bathroom which he immediately did and then you headed inside. You played with Maverick and Goose while he brought everything in. When he did so he set everything up and got some water in a bowl and some food in the bowl. “Your dad is going to kill me.” He said again.

“No, he isn’t.” You said not taking your attention away from your new dogs. Not even 30 minutes later you heard your dad’s truck. Nolan and you looked up as he walked in and he froze when the puppies ran to him.

“Y/N.” He said when you came running to him.

“Dad.” You said in the same tone.

“What is this?” He asked

“This is Maverick and Goose. Our new dog!” You said excitedly and then he looked over at Nolan who had appeared.

“What happened?” Tim asked

“I was put in a position that I couldn’t say no.” Nolan said and Tim gave him a look “I couldn’t say no. She used the puppy dog eyes on me.” He said and then Tim turned to you.

“I told you not to put him in a situation where he couldn’t say no.” He said and you picked up the puppy and held it in front of Tim.

“But Daaaddd-” You said “look at them. How can you just pass this face up?” You added and Maverick, who you had picked up, licked him in the face and his face melted and he smiled and you knew you had won.

“Fine. We can keep him. But they are your responsibility. You take them out every time they wake up no matter what time and 30 minutes after they eat. You take them on walks. I’ll step in when needed but they are your responsibility. Understand?” He asked and you nodded.

“Yes, sir.” You said “We put your name and number on their tags as well as mine.” You added and he nodded.

“Good.” He nodded and then you scampered off to play with Maverick and Goose. Both men watched you being happy.

“I couldn’t say no, honestly.” Nolan said

“It’s ok. I probably wouldn’t have said no either. She can be very convincing.” Tim said chuckling and so did Nolan “You are welcome to leave or you can stay. It’s up to you.” He said and Nolan nodded.

“I’ll stay if that is ok with you. I love puppies and being able to hang out with Y/N/N. After all, I'm her favorite uncle.” Nolan said and Tim laughed.

“That is true. Shall we go and get acquainted with the new family member?” Tim asked, looking at Nolan and he looked at him.

“I think we shall.” Nolan said. Both of them walked into the living room and sat down on the floor Maverick and Goose and you were quick to notice. Everyone laughed and was having a good time. Tim looked over at you.

“Are you happy, Baby Girl?” He asked and you looked at him and smiled.

“I am, Dad. Really happy.” You said and he could see that.

“As long as you're happy. I’m happy.” He said and pulled you into a hug which you snuggled into.

You’ve always wanted a male Golden Retriever and now you have two named Maverick or Goose. You were happy and loved him. Your dad had to admit that he loved him too, he has always wanted a dog in the house but always had been too busy but now that you had one in the house everything just seemed perfect and whole. Maverick and Goose had completed your family and you and your dad couldn’t be happier.

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chrollohearttags · 11 months

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 • 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞

when you ask your best friend to tag along for an errand run, the day becomes far more fun than intended. An outing filled with laughs, mischief (and a whole lot of flirting) turns into something far more adventurous than either of you expect. With friends like these, who would ever need a lover again?!

content warning and themes: college au, plus size black fem reader, banter and humor, fluff, exhibitionism, mentions of car sex, mentions of alcohol, fingering, handjob, nipple play, slight spit play, him and the reader are super close, lots of sexual tension between them, praise kink (fuck does he exploit it too), slapping, squirting, backshots, pet names, 69, (pretty girl, mama, baby cakes, my love, daddy is used a few times and eren def has a kink for that shit), mutual masturbation, creampie

word count: 8.5K

📝: this lovely commission was requested by @thesilenthill and I have to thank them so much for entrusting this piece to me and letting me have creative control. This was waaay more fun than it should have been but I enjoyed this and I hope that you do as well! 🫶🏾

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Saturday: a day synonymous with fun, relaxation and rest for most. Recharging from the strenuous week. But for (y/n) (l/n), the everyday hustle and bustle of work never ceased. As a full time college student who sold baked goods on the side, you were the epitome of a girl boss. Always making something happen and getting things done all by your lonesome. Still, it didn’t hurt to have some companionship and assistance sometimes..hence why you were sitting at the kitchen table..thick curls atop your head held back by a pink bandana as you looked at the printouts of all your orders splayed out and ready to be dispensed around campus to faculty and students alike. Having spent all morning baking up the sweet treats. You had quite the reputation for your delectable pastries and prompt delivery. So you had to get a move on and get them all out. However, there were a few things that needed to be added prior to that happening so a store run to a few nearby shops was crucial. Walmart for the decorations, Michael’s for the packaging and a bank run for all your earnings. Not too hectic of an expedition but it’d be a whole lot easier and exciting if you had some company while doing so. That’s why you were thrilled when you’d look down to see your phone illuminating and buzzing against the surface, only to see the one person you were hoping would call and you’d never answered a FaceTime faster!

“Good morning, pretty girl! How’s my beautiful best friend doing?”

pearly white teeth and glazed green eyes glared back at you through the screen. That semi-tanned, bare skin glistening underneath the sunlight..probably from a morning run and his long locks tied into its signature style of a half bun and the rest hanging; it was none other than the man you had called your best friend since high school..

“I’m doing great, baby cakes! You’re up before noon, I see. Coach ‘get on your ass again?”

“When isn’t that lil’ sawed off son of a bitch yelling at me? You know the drill sergeant lives to torment the whole team.”

Eren Jaeger: sophomore at St. Maria University, along with yourself and point guard on the men’s basketball team. Here on a full ride athletic scholarship and a total smartass. Always staying in hot water with head coach Ackerman; mostly due in part to his slick mouth and childish antics. Almost always something referring to his height. But he was the best damn player that team had ever gotten. Especially since he led them to a championship with his first year on the team. Needless to say, his spot was solidified. But that wasn’t going to stop his coach from making sure he trained his ass off! Hence why he was up, getting in a morning run. More than likely against his will. But so long as he had his favorite person to chat with, he was good. As per usual, he wasn’t shocked that you answered on the first ring. He knew you were busy doing one thing or another. Hardly ever sleeping, if at all. If it wasn’t some assignment to help maintain that 4.2 GPA or stay atop the dean’s list, you were baking your little behind off and running orders around to the various dorms. You made a pretty good grip and rightfully so, because your cupcakes and cookies were too goddamn good! He would eat himself sick from the freebies you’d give him, hence why he stayed away during the season because he had no restraint. But today, he wanted nothing more than to hang out with his (y/n) and no one else! And not a moment too soon, because you sort of needed his help!

“Well you know you be asking for it, ‘Ren. You can not tell the head coach that he’s fun sized. No wonder that man hates you.” Both of you blurting out into laughter before you could even get the words out. There truly was never a dull moment with this doofus. But that’s what you loved about him, he always kept you entertained. “Anyways! While you’re messing with people...I called to see what you were up to. I’m tryna hang out with my best friend today. Always too busy for lil’ ol’ me. Got her own business and shit now, she doesn’t have time for small fries anymore.” Glaring off into the camera as if he were pouting and making you feel bad. To which you’d only smack your lips and roll your eyes in response. “Oh, you’re so dramatic. Sir, your ass was just here yesterday. Eating all my damn leftover frosting.” “What?! It was good..and I needed to taste test, ‘make sure it wasn’t poisoned.” He truly was a handful when he wanted to be.

“Well I need your help again. Wanna come run some errands with me? I gotta do deliveries today and I need some more packaging stuff to put them in. Unless you don’t have—“

“Say it and I’ll hang up right now. For my favorite girl, imma make time. Now get dressed and I’ll be over there in about an hour.”

it’s always so cute how he got behind you. He would blow off everyone else..bail out on dates, not pick up his phone for his other friends or teammates..but not (y/n). You were the only one he'd drop anything he was doing and come running. Needless to say, it made many of your other female peers despise you and led a lot to believe that the two of you were dating. But it was nothing of the sort. That was your homie and nothing else. You had held each other down since freshman year of high school and never changed up, not once. With no plans to either. Still, it didn’t help either of your cases when you flirted like lovers and even playfully kissed from time to time. Even making the occasional sexual advances toward one another. Or when the two of you would go out clubbing; him with a drink in his hand and the other on your ass as you threw it back on him to Megan or Moneybagg. And with you being a bigger girl, he’d oftentimes get whispers that there’s no way he could handle all of that. That he wasn’t man enough to know what to do with a girl like you. But he did..mounted behind you as he let you twerk on him. He’d keep that stupid grin on his face all the way until the next day, thinking about it too! Regardless, you had a bond that couldn’t be broken and you wanted to spend every second you could together. As basketball season would be back soon and your academics would be keeping you away. So you’d declare the call over, hanging up and heading to get ready. You’d stack the receipts neatly into a pile before getting up and going to go shower. As well as get yourself ready for the day. And something told you..it was going to be one you’d never forget!

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an hour or so passed and as promised, Eren was at the front entrance of your off campus apartment. Only a mere mile away from the school itself. Pulling up in his red and black Camaro that he had so appropriately nicknamed Venom. You could hear him arriving well before you even spotted him because the pipes were so loud, in addition to the speakers thudding from the trunk. He was a show off in every aspect of the word. Whether on or off the court. But alas, you were so happy to see him and when you came out, dressed in that white biker shorts and tube top set that hugged all your curves just right; including the tummy, hips and ass. The titties were sitting just right too. Along with a crossbody bag and Nikes; hair and nails laced as always; your thick, natural curls bouncing around ..and makeup done, he was smitten. Smiling from ear to ear at the sight. “My best friend so damn fine..look at you.” And you’d mirror his sentiment. The six foot three, tanned ball player in shorts, a baseball jersey with a wife beater underneath, bucket hat and Dunks with a gold wristwatch. Looking good as fuck but that was always. It was no wonder half the campus was after him. Greeting you with open arms and your signature handshake, before pulling you back into a hug. One where he gripped the fat of your ass in the process..something that you didn’t mind one bit! It was then that you’d catch a whiff of his Dior cologne. Making you nearly fall to your knees right there in the parking lot. And truthfully, he didn’t even want to stop touching you. Hands resting on your back until you spoke.

“That’s all you, babyboy. Ready to go?”

“Of course..let’s get up outta here.”

but not before he shuffled around to the passenger’s side to open the door for you. To which you’d repay him with a soft peck to the cheek. He was so sweet and chivalrous, it was adorable. Once he made sure you were secure, he’d sprint to his respective side and the two of you were set for take off. Peeling from the parking lot, you guys were ready for the day ahead. Whilst you were sitting pretty in his passenger seat, Eren began to ask you some questions about what all you needed to do and where to go. “That’s all?! You should’ve called me sooner. We could’ve been left.” “And have Coach Ackerman mad at me for interrupting your conditioning? Hell nah. Besides, we have plenty of time. I just finished the last batch so they’ll be fine. Also, now that you’re done, we have more time to hang out.” Which seemed to be the only thing he wanted to hear. Perking up along with forming a grin across his face, Eren continued driving along..content and satisfied as long as you were by his side. “So you were waiting for me? That’s so sweet.” Because whether it was a party or the pastry section of the store, you guys would always find a way to make it fun and interesting. With no telling what type of adventures you’d get into it. “Duh. Who else is gonna keep me entertained?” “You mean get you in trouble?” “That too, shit..” Ready for whatever the day may bring..the whole time though, you couldn’t help but notice that Eren kept stealing glances of you, more so than usual. Looking over as you sang along to whatever was on his playlist. “Mmm, I don’t mind though. You know I love trouble.” Applying your lip gloss and adjusting your outfit with that sexy smirk on your face. And thus, the flirting commenced. He couldn’t help but stare when you were so gorgeous. That body was something serious and he knew it wasn’t right because you were his best friend, but damn, he was having some thoughts he shouldn’t have after that last remark. Even spacing out as you were talking; letting his mind wander to farther..more inappropriate places. That was until you broke his trance!

“ ‘Rennn, are you even listening to me?”

“Yeah. So where are we going first?”

to which you’d respond with Michael’s and he’d do exactly that. Maneuvering out in and out traffic, switching lanes with one hand on the wheel. It was something so attractive about him doing the most simple of things. So much so, it had you chewing at your lip. You wanted to mess with him, especially seeing his cheeks burning red. “You alright, babyboy? Are you good?” Nodding gently in response. And it wasn’t for a lack of confidence to say these things. You were closer than anyone so a filter didn’t exist and you’d gladly reveal your thoughts. The two of you constantly made jokes about what you'd do to the other. Even if it never led to anything. ‘You know I’ll fold your pretty ass up, right? Stop playing with me, (y/n).’ Saying it constantly after you teased him far too long. More often than not because you’d make a comment or brush up on his thighs. ‘Then quit talking and do it. I’m trying to see what you got.’ You even recalled one time where he FaceTimed you after practice and he had just gotten out of the shower. Leading you to tell him to drop his towel so you could get a peak and he nearly did it; rubbing up on his tattooed chest and raking his fingers through his wet hair. That’s just the type of bond you had! However, any more inappropriate ideas or behavior would have to wait as after a few turns and a red light, you guys arrived at your destination. Unbuckling the seatbelts and grabbing your phones, as well as your purse, the two of you began your journey inside of the infamous craft store. Walking extremely close and even trying to tickle you playfully as you walked up towards the entrance. Which he held the door open for you to. Once inside, he took in the sights and crisp air. This most certainly wasn’t his speed by a long shot. His mom would often tell him during their daily phone calls about her trips to the place back home because she was doing some extreme couponing and decided to stock up on Halloween and Christmas decorations during the summer. He had not the first clue what this place sold or entailed but seeing the sheer happiness on your face was all he needed!

“Look! These cupcake boxes are so pretty! And this ribbon, ugh! I love it.” Your enthusiasm drew a laugh from Eren as he watched from the side. “Look at you, getting all excited..so cute.” Truthfully, it had his heart fluttering. Seeing you in a good mood made him feel better. And gave him an excuse to pick on you. “Like an old ass lady.” Prompting you to smack your lips at him. “You’re just being a hater.” Which he’d deny, playfully pouting his lips and shaking his head. “Not true. I’m just making an observation..” also taking the opportunity to steal a glance at your ass you bent over to retrieve some wrapping paper. Being your best friend was one thing but he was a man before anything. Even the smallest and most minor actions from you made him nervous sometimes. He didn’t know how to deal with his obvious emotions for you. Nonetheless, he’d aimlessly and happily follow you around the store..letting you pick up whatever and place it into your basket. By the time you finished, you had a cart full and he had to carry it for you. Or rather, he wanted to. Once you reached the counter, he’d surprise you again by paying for the items, which came to a nearly one hundred total. A drop in the bucket to the son of a doctor but still, he didn’t have to. You were perfectly fine with taking care of it. That’s just how he was when it came to you though. He’d do anything for his best friend and to see that beautiful smile.. “..thank you, ‘Ren. You didn’t have to do that though. I’m good.” As per usual though, he’d dismiss you by sucking his teeth and paying you no mind. He was always taught to never let a woman pay for her things in the presence of a man. That’s just how he operated. Which was a far cry from the losers you had been on dates with that tried to ditch out at the last minute. Sometimes, he really was the only guy you could tolerate and enjoy. With your bags in tow, Eren carried them to the car, placing them in the backseat before sliding around to open your door for you. Another subconscious habit of his that really made your heart flutter and your feelings for him increase exponentially. “Anyways, where are we heading next? Just say the word.” more than willing to do whatever it took to keep a smile on your face. Little did you know just how far he would go to fulfill that promise..

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The day would ensue as normal; the two of you picking up all of the necessary items you needed..taking a trip to Walmart that was nothing short of adventurous. Pushing him around in the cart, taking silly Snapchat and TikTok videos together. You guys were having a hell of a time. During the day, you couldn’t help but to notice how clingy he had been..constantly feeling you up and even coiling his hand around your waist while standing in line. “Get off of me, you’ gone have people thinking you're my man.” Jokingly brushing him off of you but he was very serious. “Fuck you mean? I am your man. We’re married.” Not long after that, you circled back around campus to make all of your deliveries and of course, your lovely assistant was more than happy to help you ensure that each order was filled and the customers were satisfied. It was the most fun you had ever had since opening up shop. Needless to say, the day was a success and now, the two of you were closing it out with a much needed celebratory dinner at one of your favorite spots in town..

“Ren, my love. I don’t know how I could ever thank you for helping me today. You really came through for me..I don’t know if I would’ve been able to make all of those deliveries by myself. You’re a lifesaver.”

(Y/N) was currently sitting directly across from Eren in a booth tucked off in the back of the place. You were nursing a margarita as you guys awaited your orders. It had been quite a long and eventful day so it felt good to wind down, especially with your favorite person. But it did no good to thank him because he was not trying to hear any talks of repayment or reciprocation when it was all but second nature to him. You honestly didn’t owe him a thing. Especially considering the fact that he was the one wanting to hang out with you. Taking another sip of his Coke, he’d do as per usual and dismiss you with a wave. Refraining from any alcoholic drinks as he was the driver. “You ain’t gotta thank me at all. I already told you, gorgeous..for you? I’ll do whatever.” Causing a barrage of butterflies to swarm in your stomach. If it were even remotely possible, your face would be beet red right now! But alas, he had just covered for you when you’d flash him a smile and reach out for his hand. “I’m a lucky girl. I don’t think too many people can say that they have a best friend as amazing as mine.” “Or as handsome, don’t forget that.” He’d utter playfully; rubbing on his imaginary beard and winking. He truly was a character! Suddenly, the waitress would return with two small bowls holding ice cream sundaes, which was what you had been waiting on. Of course, the girl couldn’t stop staring at Eren, nervously trying to maneuver around…the two of you dove spoon first into the sweet treat, you’d continue your conversation and toying with him.

“You know, one of these days..I think one of these girls is gon’ snatch you up from me. You’ve been getting looks all day.” Which he dismissed as always..for someone so good looking, he was incredibly humble and bashful. You’d think that he was just downplaying his attractiveness but sometimes, he really didn’t see what everyone else did. Especially what you saw. Outstretching a tattooed arm with his gold watch brushing the table, he’d simply continue eating; only smirking a bit without making eye contact with you. “Well I’m not worried about ‘em. I ain’t even interested, honestly. Besides, they can’t do shit for me.” Which was crazy because some of them were insanely beautiful; thick and curvy with a lot of ass, some with slender model bodies that looked like they resided in the gym and others, who were probably cheerleaders or dancers. More so suited to be his type. But it was just one thing they were all missing:

“They’re not you so what the hell do I want with them?” Meaning every single word of what he said. Perhaps you guys weren’t dating or even thinking of a relationship but he constantly made it clear that you were the only woman he wanted in his presence. However, you were afraid if you kept lingering around, he’d never get a girlfriend because everyone would assume that you were his lady. Which wasn’t fair. “Eren. Now some of them were probably really nice and you won’t even give them a chance.” “Sure won’t. The last girl I ‘dated’, tried to steal from me and then cried to get out of it. The other one? Fucked my teammate two days after we had sex. I’m good, trust me. No offense but these bitches can’t even get a handshake out of me at this point. Leave me alone.” Prompting you to laugh, which you felt awful about but his expression was so funny. He wasn’t the type to make a huge fuss out of things but he didn’t tolerate bullshit well either. It took twice for him to get burned to never play near the fire again. Truth be told, he didn’t need those types of problems in his life. Basketball was important and he wasn’t about to let some sleazy homie hopper jeopardize it. Not only that, it did him no good to have a woman in his bed when all he could think about was you being there. Even so, he’d only cross that line if you wanted to. Especially considering that if he voiced all of the perverse thoughts that ran through his head on a daily, he didn’t know if you’d be able to handle it. Besides, you guys were extremely comfortable with one another.

“Enough about me though. Since we’re all in people’s business..what happened between you and dude from the football team? You never talked about him.” Something about the mention made you tense up and want to punch the wall. The defensive lineman you went on a date with a few weeks back was strange to say the least. “Because there ain’t shit to talk about. He pissed me off.” But for all of your grilling and interrogation, he wanted to do the same and hear this story. Even being the petty little brat he was and moving over to your side of the booth to listen. Sometimes, he truly was aggravating! “No no, (y/n). Please share with the class. I gotta hear this.” And since it was obvious he wasn’t moving, you’d sigh and tell him how the guy took you out to go see a movie, to dinner at some really cool restaurant and the evening was going well enough until it wasn’t. And with the more that margarita began to infiltrate your system, the less of a filter you had.. “..I knew he wanted to fuck the whole night, it was the only reason he was pressing me so hard anyways and honestly, he was pretty cute so I didn’t mind. He had been bragging about how he was going to do this and that to it so I decided to test him. We ended up at his place and let me tell you..worst five minutes of my life. Didn’t last one round, couldn’t find the clit..started shaking when I tried to give him..you get the picture. I got my shit, left and blocked his number. I was so mad.” But your best friend was intrigued to say the least. Smirking and laughing because he just always knew you were a problem that many dudes couldn’t handle. Hence why he’d always find it when they’d approach him, asking for your number or to hook them up. You were even more selective than he was! “Ooh (y/n)…you a lil freak, huh? I’m scared of you.” Making you gently push him away in the process. That truly wasn’t even your style to do a ton of hookups or even date often but you figured you’d give that loser a chance, only for him to blow it. Thus proving your point..

“Oh hush. You know I’m not like that. But I don’t think I’ll be wasting my time again. I think I’m cool off of men for good.” But it seemed that Eren had the perfect solution to solve both of your problems. “Damn shame, honestly. You deserve better than that..I mean, I could do a better job.” It was painfully obvious to him that neither of you had the slightest interest in any other person, whether for dating or hookups. You spent the majority of your time together anyways. So why not have a little fun..together? “..oh? Is that right?” “You’ll see..” At least you could try and experiment with a person you trusted. The opportune moment would present itself when you took another spoonful of your ice cream and a single droplet just so happened to trickle down onto your chest! Almost as if it were too perfect! “Oh, damnit.” Trying to catch it before it stained your white top. But there was no napkin required when suddenly, you’d find Eren’s face smashed between your breasts, slurping up the trail of liquid and flicking his tongue between them. Completely catching you off guard! Not because you didn’t enjoy the feeling or that it was so uncommon for the two of you to touch like this..but because he had done it around all of these people!

“Eren, what the hell are you doing?!” Your voice shrieking into a high pitched whisper. Although you were trying not to laugh mostly; feeling slightly ticklish at the sensation. Not to mention a bit turned on…

“What? I was just helping..that’s all.” Stating so long after any remnants of the confectionery was cleaned up. His lips tracing against your skin and eventually, his hands joined them. You couldn’t believe that this was happening and right here in a restaurant nonetheless. Luckily, you were in a booth tucked towards the back of the establishment..away from potentially prying eyes and muddled in the background of the dozens of other patrons..lost in menial conversation and laughter. Too busy to pay attention to anyone other than themselves..which was perfect for Eren! Who was currently groping on your breasts, seemingly unable to pull away. Chewing at your bottom lip, you’d smirk; keeping an eye out for anyone that may be nearing your table. For now, the coast was clear and you two were free to continue your deviance. “I mean..that is what friends are for, right? Helping each other out?” Taunting and teasing you whilst gently massaging your plump tits..slowly pulling your top down and exposing your nipples to the cool air. All the while, you couldn’t help but to stare down at him..letting out soft huffs along with fluttering eyes. He would’ve never done something so lecherous and naughty with another girl. He barely even felt compelled to give them a kiss after the date but with the desire for you growing by the second and the constant talks of seducing one another, he figured there was no time like the present to put such a statement to the test. “Any of your little boyfriends ever done something like this?” Shaking your head, you’d let out a gentle whimper as Eren’s tongue delicately flicked around your swollen brown buds; nimble, perfectly manicured fingers cupping underneath those beautiful mounds. “Mmhmm no.” Shooting you a wink before taking each nipple between his fingertips and squeezing. “Then there’s a first time for everything, huh?” He knew that you were the type of woman that adored spontaneity; oftentimes confiding in him the things that you craved for your next relationship and what you’d do once you got your person..more so specifically, how nasty you’d get for them. You loved when a man took initiative to surprise and sweep you off of your feet. To do something fun and exciting..the type that would undoubtedly on a whim, take you on a day trip out of town and do something fun. Or the type to suck your titties and finger you in the middle of a restaurant! Anything to keep the thrill going..

“ ‘Ren…we’re gonna get caught. Oh my gosh—“ “that’s half the fun, isn’t it? Besides, it’s what you wanted..” all bets and consequences with you around. Suddenly, you’d find yourself caught off guard yet again when he slipped a set of digits into your shorts, and began to massage those obviously soaked folds. Even managing to push one inside of you and pump; making you throw a hand over your mouth in an attempt to pacify your moans. The sounds of sloppy, wet kisses, your sloshing juices and his breath could be heard only faintly through the thumping, upbeat music and various voices. You two were lost in your own world as well..actually doing what you had so long sought after and that was claiming one another’s bodies. But you couldn’t let loose the way you desperately desired. Just then, you’d notice the waitress making her way back over to your area and you’d quickly pat Eren’s shoulder to stop him. To which he’d withdraw; rising back upright and helping you adjust your shirt but not before allowing you to lick your own flavor from his fingers. All with the promise of letting him do whatever once you guys got out of here. And he planned to do exactly that….and give you a night you’d soon never forget!

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“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this—oh fuck..”

“Shit, can’t believe we’ve waited this long…”

having made it out of the public eye and nighttime skies, back in the comfort of his apartment, where you were free to do as you pleased. Starting with a brief makeout session in the car..kissing up on his neck and fondling his clothes crotch as he drove through the city. Maneuvering throughout the traffic as he tried to contain his hard on, that was growing far more erect with each passing moment. Even jerking him off from the passenger seat when it came to a standstill downtown. Finally, you’d find yourself on his bed..legs parted and partially nude because he couldn’t wait to get his hands on you. Still exchanging slow tongue kisses to the sound of music faintly thumping from his mounted TV. He was still fixated on those big titties as he circulated his thumbs over them. Meanwhile, your palm was still clutching his exposed cock; working his shaft between it as he hovered over you. The realization of what was taking place had set in for both (y/n) and Eren. Honestly, neither of you held a single regret. Whatever happened behind these four walls tonight was you guys’ business and yours alone.

“Lay back f’r me, pretty girl. I wanna see you play with yourself.”

words you never thought to hear coming from your best friend of eight years’ mouth. But truthfully, it wasn’t the first time you had done so. Lying in bed at night, touching yourself to the thought of him inside of you. Pinning your legs back and fucking you all types of crazy. Something you’d never admit out loud but now, nothing was off limits. But alas, you’d do as he asked..bending those thick legs and placing them onto the bed before spreading them as far as they could go. You’d run a hand down your torso and tummy until you reached that plump little pussy, which you parted with two fingers that you had soaked with your own spit. You were so damn sexy to him and it was like a dream turned reality that he had you all to himself. However, there was a reason for his little set of instructions, as he plans to utilize it later on. Before he touched you any further, he needed to know what made you tick, what turned you on and of course, everything he needed to please you. He wanted this first time between you guys to be semi-special because he wanted there to be a next! To be able to make love to you as many times as he liked, even if no formidable romantic relationship came out of it and you guys remained nothing more than friends . He just wanted you to be satisfied…

“..tell me all that you said in the car. All that nasty shit you wanted me to do..” from your tamest of demands to your filthiest, freakiest desires, he was all ears. Setting his ego aside and letting his partner communicate was important to him. He could do all of these intricate moves; touching you here, licking you there but if it wasn’t what got you going then there was no point in you guys taking this step! It seemed awkward but it was necessary. Instead, he’d join you on the mattress as you rubbed on that swollen clit and edged himself along, listening to your demands. From how you liked things just a little rough; being slapped or choked…how giving head got your pussy wetter than receiving sometimes and that you obviously loved having your nipples sucked on. Most importantly, you liked being on top but absolutely loved, being controlled and dominated a bit. It was something about a man being able to handle you like a weightless rag doll that you got you off! “You think you can handle that?” Jokingly stating but he wasn’t deterred at all. Rather, he was more determined than ever. He had no idea his best friend was so nasty. And with all of that pertinent information, Eren knew exactly what had to be done..

“Yeah..come sit on my fucking face.”

demanding as he lied flat against the mattress with his dick standing perfectly erect. You thought he was crazy at first but he mirrored your sentiment. Because too became more aroused when pleasing his partner. It may have been a bit of an obsession even, but he loved eating pussy…shoving his tongue inside of you, working his fingers around and sucking on that swollen bud. All for the payoff of that sweet cum trickling down the sides of his mouth. He knew you tasted heavenly and he wanted to savor you yet again. However, you were a little apprehensive about doing what he asked; afraid you might suffocate him but he was a true man, not a little boy. He could handle that shit and then some! Giving you an encouraging, heavy handed slap to the ass, he’d usher you to turn around and position yourself on his face whilst yours would be buried between his legs. “Don’t look at me like that. Sit that ass on my face, baby. I can handle it.” Locked in a sixty nine position where you both free to fuck each other’s mouths. Grasping his thighs and calves to keep a firm grip, you’d begin by flicking your tongue across his tip; red, pulsating and seeping with pre cum. Oozing all down the sides as you were quick to lap them up. Eventually, you’d start to gain a rhythm..slowly sliding that tongue up and down his shaft as if it were a delicious lollipop. He was grunting underneath you; a sure sign that you were doing a wonderful job of pleasuring him. Honestly, it was the best head he had ever gotten. Meanwhile, his nose was buried into your mound..inhaling the sweet scent of your cunt as he dove tongue deep into your pussy. You were both working in tandem to bring each other pleasure, no matter what. Faint humming and moaning arising from his lips and loud cries erupted from yours. Finding yourself gagging on a portion of that thick cock, you’d spit up and eventually jerk him off. “Eren…oh my god. Eating this pussy so good..fuck yes.” Cooing to him through desperate moans. But he’d only urge you to keep riding his face with those subtle twerks by spanking you. You’d come any minute now if he didn’t stop.

suddenly, you’d find yourself stuffed to the brim with two fingers, pumping interchangeably as they worked your insides..

“Pussy taste so fucking good..can’t wait to feel this shit.”

and he didn’t have to wait long once you began to wiggle that ass on his face, begging him to fuck you already. You needed to feel that dick stretching you out and see what he could really do with it. Could your best friend truly be the one you had been looking for? You’d find out soon enough when he patted your plump cheeks again and told you to let him up so that he could get behind you. Once you were both in position, he’d grasp the small of your back and guide you towards him, watching those fat lips spread open from behind.

“Arch that fucking back for me, baby. Right there—see, you know what to do.” Chuckling to himself as he grasped his shaft and patted it against those folds, teasing the tip up and down your slit until you trembled underneath him. “Mmphm..I need it so bad. Please..” “..what is it? What do you need? Tell me..” it was so expected of him to tease you like this. But it was all as a means to not only get you even more turned on but to establish control a bit. He wanted to hear you whimper and grovel for what you desired. “Erennn, quit playing. Oh my God.” That sweet little voice moaning his name and everything else was the driving force behind it all. When you didn’t answer to his liking, he’d smack it yet again and proceed to ask once more. “I said tell me..what do you want me to do? Use those words.” growing slightly more impatient and anxious himself, as his tip was practically glowing red and throbbing, still sensitive from being sucked and edged on. He was ready to put it to good use. But you were a little hesitant that you could take it! You figured he was packing, that was never a doubt in your mind. But that he was this big? Veiny, thick and eight and half inches. Oh, you could see why half the campus was after him. However, his sights were locked and set on you solely.

“Fuck me…give me all that dick.” Flicking your tongue across your lips to entice him further.

to which he was happy to oblige! Placing his thumb slightly above your asshole, Eren began to ease himself in, releasing a deep, shuddered breath when that warmth began to make contact with his length. He was overwhelmed by how tight and sticky you were but he held his own and was willing to do whatever to satisfy you sexually. Even if it meant getting slightly rough as you requested. You’d grasp at the sheets, face down already because that cock was making home between your walls and stretching you out in the process. The insane part was that he only got halfway before you began to shake, as well as coat him with wetness.

“..damn, and you’re creaming? Shit, (y/n).” But he was merely getting a taste of what was in store. If he wasn’t careful, you’d have him taking up permanent residence at your place and ready to fight any dude you fucked with. But you were certain there’d be no need in spinning the block after getting a taste of him. The guttural groans leaving his throat, the subtle yet deep thrusts causing the collision of your flesh; the thick of your ass against his pelvis..all underneath the dim, fluorescent lighting of the tv. The vibe was right for all that was transpiring and you honestly didn’t want it to end. Fortunately, he had no plans for that..he wanted to take his time and make this moment all the more memorable. After all, he had been waiting a while for this opportunity. To have you throwing it back on him, meeting his strokes, even through rough pounding and hard smacks to your backside. With his palm resting idly between the cusp of your love handles and hip, Eren tugged you towards him, gradually increasing his speed. The thunderous sounds of clapping flesh meshing well with your collective set of moans. Plump lips swallowing him with each one and inside, being met with a pulsating feeling.

“Ahhh..fuck, mama. This pussy’s so good. The best I’ve ever had..”

sounding ever so vulnerable with his head rolled back on his shoulders, fearing that if he caught a glimpse of those bouncing cheeks or that pretty face, he might bust prematurely. Still, he paced himself..wanting to enjoy the experience and let this euphoric feeling take over each of you..and when you began to talk back, praising him for how well he was doing, he nearly lost all sense of composure! Clawing the satin sheets, (y/n) chewed into your lip in a half assed attempt to stifle moans but there was no helping it. You were way too stimulated right now. “Right there, ‘Ren…you’re hitting my spot, baby. Oh my God, I ain’t never been fucked like this.” Crying out with semi-rolled eyes and a quivering jaw..only worsened when he sped up, burrowing himself over your frame with harder thrusts and that thumb pad sinking further into your tight hole.

“Right here? That’s the spot, baby?”

“Yeah, daddy. You fucking me so good right now!”

getting an answer that would only further awaken his inner beast. A smirk suddenly curled across his lips as he became excited at the mention of the name; most certainly strengthening his ego. In and out at interchangeable speeds, you had begun to glaze him in a mixture of cream and silky warmth.

“Then nut all over this dick, baby. There you go..” guiding you by the cusp of your hip; pounding you relentlessly from that point because both ego and cock were inflated by your praise. And he could tell that when he cooed to you, massaging the curvature of your spine, calling you things like baby and pretty girl, that pussy clenched even tighter and gushed even more, almost as if on command. It was as if your bodies were perfectly and equally yoked..like two missing puzzle pieces finally being connected. It was a shame that either of you had waited so long, whether from fear of rejection or respect, to make a move. But you were glad that he had done so tonight. And the feeling was mutual.

“Look at how good you’re taking that dick…letting my shit stretch you like that. She’s so wet..and warm. You make me never wanna leave it.” Confessing in his pussy drunken stupor whilst bending over to kiss down the curvature of your spine. Which sent shutters throughout your entire body, especially when he glided his tongue across the same spot. Inadvertently switching you two to a sort of side fucking position in the process where he hoisted your leg up and told you to keep it there. But what truly made you tick was when he reached around to cup your breasts, gently pinching on your nipples and massaging. You were practically drooling, grinning with a fucked out expression on your face. “Can I stay in it, baby? Give you that dick you deserve all the time?…” sweetly questioning with the flick of his tongue dancing around your earlobe and neck. With the way he was making you feel? He was gonna have to move in now! He was the absolute perfect lover, maybe because he already knew you better than anyone else in this world and all that remained to be explored was your body, which he was willing to take all night and do. “…working so hard, handling your business and shit..and looking so fucking sexy when you do. That’s the type of shit to get you fucked on and spoiled with a real man..what you really need. You want better for yourself, don’t you, baby?” Sliding a thumb between your lips as he cooed softly. It was something about that balance between gentle and rough, that had you melting like putty between his fingertips. And when you begged him to take you; admitting that you were submitting yourself wholly to him, he didn’t disappoint. Knowing you were mere seconds from exploding in his grasp.

“Hnghh! Yes…this your pussy now, daddy. Keep fucking me just like that.”

admitting through trembling breaths as your climax was growing nearer. Feeling how close you were and becoming rather sensitive himself, Eren decided to turn your head to face him, pulling you both into a searing kiss as he reached down to lightly rub your clit. Balls smacking against your entrance and a puddle of frothy white bliss billowing down his shaft and from your tightness. Yet again, without missing a beat, he’d flip you over and fold those legs up, putting them behind your head. This time, with a little more aggression. Almost as if your submissiveness was causing him to become far more erratic. He’d start to huff, grunting as he grew closer to his peak. He’d pull out for only a split second, splattering you with a tiny trail of precum and your pretty liquids. You were trembling but he’d instruct you to hold them in place. “Don’t move, baby. Just stay there..you’re doing so good.”

and just like before, he’d resume drilling your shit and dicking you down.

“Gonna make you come f’r me, baby. Gonna make this pretty pussy come all over my dick. You better do it..wanna nut in it too. Fill you up and watch it drip out. Shit turns me on so much.” nearly desperate in his pleas but that’s what made them all the more attractive. Admittedly, he’d never came inside of a girl because half of them couldn’t be trusted but he loved the idea of his girl being bred by him and when you agreed, he was excited.. His thin gold necklace swaying against your face as it had done your back prior..his lips pressed to yours in a haze of slow, nasty kisses. The type that only could be shared between two people with intense passion… “look at me, pretty girl..” but the second he reached that core, pressing into the pit of your stomach and grazing your cervix, you’d fade out on him and Eren had to all but coax you back. Your nails clawing at his shoulder blades and eyes trailed back with nothing more than incoherent babble coming from your mouth..almost as if you were having an out of body experience. Doing so with some light slaps to your cheek!

“I said look at me. We’re coming together, okay? Same time, baby. Here, take my hands.” Ushering you to rest those legs atop his shoulders and clutch fingers so that he could guide you through that nut..talking you through it as a real man would.

“Good girl…just keep squeezing me. You’re right there, I can feel it.” Meanwhile, you were on the brink of tears from the immense pressure swelling inside of you. Tits bouncing, legs trembling and body a complete wreck of orgasmic bliss. “So count with me. On three, I want you to let go.” Nodding your head in response and he’d place a kiss to your forehead, brushing your thumb pad across his cheek. “Don’t hold back..” and with that, he’d start his countdown. Starting at one, it’d seem like an eternity but alas, you both hit that fateful number and it was as if fireworks exploded, your hearts thudded from your chest and the two of you saw heaven simultaneously. It was hands down the best orgasm either of you had ever felt!..made apparent by the loud, pathetic cries that escaped both of you along with your cum. You squirting all over his abs and him filling you with a long stream of nut. The warmth of being stuffed made it even better.

he was an absolute mess, tears coming down his face to match your own and the two of you just held one another close as you rode out those orgasms; immersed in an ecstasy filled haze. One that could only be found after true love making.

“Thank you, baby. Thank you so much for letting me fuck you like this. I needed that..” sticking his fingers into your mouth to suckle on as you grinned at one another as you basked in the afterglow. It was safe to say that neither you had plans to spin the block on any past partners nor leave this bed anytime soon.

“You know you’re stuck with me, right? Like I’m not letting you go..” admitting as you caressed the side of his cheek. You had nothing to worry about because it’d take something major to pry him away from the girl that he always knew he loved.

“I’ve been here all this time..nothing can separate us now.”

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