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Online friend // Kaedehara Kazuha

✦ Pairing: Kaedehara Kazuha x afab!reader (she/her)

✦ Summary: Kazuha realizes his online best friend may be going to his school

✦ Warnings: petnames (my dear, dear, sweetheart, sweet girl, my girl, pretty girl, dummy), half proofread, reader makes grammar errors in her texts, except that none, tell me if i missed any

✦ A/n: Yall this is so heavily based on my boy and i its not good. This ooc kazuha is so heavily my boyfriend jsut renamed as kazuha. Wrote this while he was sleeping on call, my heart has melted for this man.

✦ Wordcount: 3.2k

✦ ATTENTION!!! do not copy. translate, remake my work, i do not give you permission to so dont do it. also GIF not mine, credits to the creator.

Ping!

Your face brightened up as you heard your phone go off, you were glad the classroom was already full of noise so the teacher hopefully didn’t notice.

Hey what you up to?

Hiii!! Nothing much, just waitig for class to end tbh, wby? waiting**

In class AND on your phone? Are you trying to get into detention, my dear?Not that I should be talking, I’m doing the same.

Yk I can’t just ignore you, that’d be mean

I’d be worse if you got detention again, dummy.

You bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling. It had been what? Six months since you met this stranger online? It didn’t take more than two weeks before you became inseparable. Socials were shared soon enough, though neither of yours showed anything but pretty pictures or fit-checks. You knew he was in the same school year as you, though he was a year older because of an early birthday. But you had no idea where in the world he lived, he was more secretive about that but you did figure out that you were in the same time zone. You didn’t really mind, you liked figuring him out on your own and he didn’t mind.

Would be worth it tbh. Read 14:38 PM

Kadeh? You alright? Don’t tell me they took your phone LMAO Delivered.

“[Name], busted.” your english teacher stood in front of you, and as he said, you got busted. “I know you’d much rather be texting your boyfriend but c'mon.” he held his hand up, signaling for you to hand your phone to him.

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Sure, sweetheart.” he rolled his eyes at you before standing straight again. “This is three times, that means detention. Go to classroom sixteen at four o’clock, I’ll be there.”

You let out a deep breath, of course you got busted, you jinxed it, and now you both lost your phone for the day and got detention.

“Girl, sooner or later he will get bored of you and drop contact.” your friend said, “You know that’s what happens with all online friends.” you looked at her and tried your best not to slap her.

She’s right, you know. One part of you thought, while the other protested. No, she isn’t. Kadeh wouldn’t do that!

You turned your head around and ignored her for the rest of the day.

“Hey teach,” you entered classroom sixteen a bit before four o’clock, walking up to your English teachers’ desk to sign off your name on the detention list. Your eyes scanned the paper for other names.

Childe. Reason: disrespectful behavior. Of course he’d say something stupid. Itto. Reason: disturbing class even after two warnings. Nothing new Chongyun. Reason: talking through my lesson with Xingqiu. Of course, the cute freshmen couple. Xingqiu. Reason: talking through my lesson with Chongyun. [Name]. Reason: texting during class. Sigh. Yoimiya. Reason: disturbing class even after two warnings. That rarely happened, she must’ve been excited over something. Kazuha. Reason: texting during class. Seemed like she wasn't the only one today. Cyno. Reason: playing cards with Kaveh during class. Tcg obsessed assholes. Kaveh. Reason: playing cards with Cyno during class.

“Sir, could I have some blank papers? I filled up my notebook during my last class.'' He handed you some and you turned around to find a seat where you’d be sitting for the next hour. You found a spot next to the window behind Yoimiya, who smiled at you. You watched the others come in, Cyno and Kaveh going straight to the back of the room, Childe sat in the row next to Yoimiya and the two started chatting away, Itto moved to the spot right besides the door, Xingqiu and Chongyun were in the front, and finally the last student entered the room. Kazuha, you didn’t share any classes with him, you were in classes one, and he was in two. Meaning you’d never gotten the chance to properly meet over the last few years.

You knew him from walking around in the hallways, standing in line behind him in the cafeteria, small shared smiles and awkward nods as you locked eyes with him during lunch. After he signed off his name he walked to take the seat beside you.

“So I wasn’t the only one caught texting today.” he joked as he sat down, holding out his hand, “Kaedehara Kazuha,”

Seemed like today was the day you finally got introduced to him.

You fell down on your bed with your phone in hand.

Kadeh? You alright? Don’t tell me they took your phone LMAO

Guess what? They did, and detention.

MINE TOO BYE AND THEN TEACH PUT ME IN DETENTION AS WELL

So you WERE trying to get into detention, huh? Pfft I didn’t realize I had made friends with a bad girl.

You just told me you got into detention as well and you’re calling me bad? Your teachers are just as bad as mine, or you’re just as bad as covering your schemes as me.

I promise you, my dear, I am not bad at covering up my secrets.

You must have a lot of them then.

How ‘bout you come find out?

You giggled at his texts, he never failed to make you do so. As you rolled off your bed to grab your homework and laptop you heard your phone buzz a couple of times, and coming back to your bed you checked your messages.

No worries tho, I’m not THAT bad. I don’t sell drugs or guns or stuff like that I just get into detention for giving my sweet girl the attention she deserves. Which is totally worth it except when they take my phone and I CAN'T text you.

Whoops sorry was gettrng my books and laptop You not respondfing within a minure basically menas your phone got taken, and possibly got detention too. Or you’re passed out on your couch But I gotta go, well not that i wnat ot but i have math homework that i have to make otheriwse theyll assign me a tuotr and i dont want htha Fuck ym grammar oml

No need to apologize dummy But go make your homework, I won’t disappear

“[Name] your test results weren’t great. I see no other choice but to assign you a tutor to help you out ‘till the end of term.” you stared at your math teacher in defeat. You knew you weren’t great at math, but Kadeh had explained the difficult things to you since the guy was amazing at basically everything.

“Is there really no other thing? Something that doesn’t include a tutor.”

“Yes. You paying attention.” he looked back at you before grabbing another paper from his desk. “Let’s see, it says here that Kaedehara Kazuha is available, you good with that?”

That wasn’t the worst person, he was pretty chill to you ever since you met in detention. The awkward nods and smiles now turned into small conversations and hello’s, with still the smiles. “Yeah sure, fine by me.” “Great, just go to the library after your last class and you’ll probably find him there.”

They gave me a fucking tutor. Turns out my test didn’t go as well as i thought it went. Ughughughughguhgughugh Why me. Read 11:32 PM

As you were about to type your next message your head and later body hit something–someone.

“Ouch!” your hand flew up to your head and the books in your hand fell to the floor, where your phone already was.

“I’m so sorry, please. Are you okay?” you knew that voice and you looked up to meet Kazuha’s eyes. You nodded in return, crouching to gather your books and phone.

“Though my screen protector is less fine,” you laughed as you saw it shattered, your messages with Kadeh gone blurry due to the cracks. “Are you alright?” looking at him he sat down beside you to help you with your books.

“I am, no worries. I was just texting my f–someone. Where’d your bag go?” he said, standing up with some of your books in his hands and offering you the other; which you gladly took.

“My friend's bag broke, and I just had these few books so I gave her mine. Besides, I got a spare tote in my locker.” you reached out to take the books from him, but he turned around and started walking.

“I’ll walk with you, can’t let a pretty girl carry these heavy books alone now can I?”

You laughed at him while shaking your head, a slight blush coming to your cheeks.

“Did you hear the news already? My math teacher assigned you as my tutor.” quickly changing the subject you walked to your locker as he followed behind like a lost puppy.

“Yes, I saw the email come in. Wanna meet in the library after class?”

You agreed as you opened your locker and placed your books inside. You grabbed the spare tote bag and threw in your economy books and art supplies for your next few classes.

“Sounds good, and thank you and sorry.”

He winked and turned around to his next class.

Okayhe isn’t hat bad Excudr my grammsr my screen protecotr broke cuase i bumpedi nto him and ym stuff fell

No worries, dear. See, I told you it’d be fine. Now you have someone that can explain it to you one on one, instead of over dms.

Kazuha looked back over his shoulder to see [name] typing away on her phone, and at the same time his phone was exploding.

Yes but youre jsut better yoou know. I meani dk him yet idk how he ‘teahces’. What if i dontunderstandh im? Yk i odnt like telling people i odnt understand.

It’ll be fine, dear. You just go to his lessons, pretend to understand, then afterwards you talk to me about it and I’ll explain some more if needed. Sound good?

Thnak you kadeh ilysm

I love you too, my dear.

A small smile danced over her features and she scrunched up her nose in adoration. No way that his best friend and lowkey crush, which was strange since he’d never seen her face, was this cute girl from school who he was now going to tutor.

Gotta go to my nect class, i htae economy ugh.

Goodluck sweetheart, you can do it!

Oh fuck.

“So mister Kaedeh–” you cut yourself off and giving the blonde before you a suspicious look before continueing, “Kaedehara Kazuha, how you think you’ll be able to make the math math for me?”

“By showing you how to think logically.”

You rolled your eyes and smiled before throwing your bag on the floor. As you sat down you checked your phone to check if you got a message from Kadeh or not, and when you saw none you shut your phone down.

“Let’s get started then.”

Twenty minutes later you were solving equations that gave you headaches before. Now it all seemed to make a lot of sense and with Kazuha’s help you were on a streak. He looked proudly as you moved on to the fifth one with no trouble, you raised your writing arm to your face to inspect the equation on the paper, and before Kazuha could ask if you were alright you were already writing again.

Every now and then you’d furrow your brows, pout a little, or bite on your lip as you studied the paper. When you were finished you gave Kazuha the sheet of paper with a smile and he started to correct it, explaining how to do certain things faster for example. Sometimes you’d nod, other times you’d give him a strange look to which he just laughed before explaining.

Safe to say that you walked away from the extra math lesson with a lot more knowledge and confidence, and a new friend.

Okay okay he isnt that bad at explaining. I actually understand it now and i was on a roll, or well he said that. After he explained soem thigns eh had me make about fifteen questions, after he corrected them and explainedw what i did wrong and how ic an do other thigns differently so itll be faster. I actually understnasd

I told you it wouldn’t be that bad, dear. I’m proud of you, I know you did great.

Next time im meetng him is enxt week thursday, same time. We agreed to meet every week same time until end semester cuase thats what teach said.

Yeah, not that bad right? Just once a week cannot hurt. And he doesn’t seem like the worst type of guy.

He isn’t no, he has a calming aura, its nice to be arounf him. Hes prety too ngl Thugh some people at school spread some odd rumors aboit him Liek that he sells weed and sht. Oh well even if eh does idc he expains math like a pro. Anyways imma head home, no driving and texting. Talk soon!! Loveyou

Drive safe, sweetheart. I love you too.

Kazuha stayed in the library for a while longer. When [name] was leaving she was already typing away on her phone, and mere seconds later his phone started exploding. Reading her texts made him sit in silence for a bit before responding. He was now certain that she was his online best friend. She told him the things he told her and it all just added up. He threw his head back as he looked at the ceiling that was painted to resemble the night sky.

Not before long he saw Heizou, his mob of dark red hair above him.

“What happened? Why are you slouching?”

Kazuha sighed as he sat up.

“I think my best friend may be in this school.”

“Uh yeah, hello, here I am right in front of ya, buddy.”

Kazuha looked at Heizou desperately.

“Oh shit, you mean [online name]? What? How? Why? What?!”

“I tutor this girl, [name]. This morning I bumped into her while I was texting [online name], she was busy on her phone too. I didn’t receive any messages from her when [name] and i bumped into each other, but she was typing. Then I offered to walk her to her locker and carry her books because she leaned her own to her friend, she dropped her economy books into her new bag. Later [online name] texted me she had economy class, as that she hated it.” Kazuha started at the wall as he spoke mindlessly.

“Yeah okay… But those can all just be coincidence you know.”

“Then just now when she was leaving she was typing away on her phone, and seconds later [online name] started messaging me. Then she told me how her tutor told her she was on a roll, I told [name] that! Then she said that there were some rumors about her tutor, that he sells weed. People say I sell weed! I don’t but they say it!”

Heizou just stared at him for ten seconds before his mind came up with a master plan that goes as follows.

The next time [online name] is texting him Heizou will sneak up on [name] and look on her phone, if it’s who she thinks is Kadeh then the mission is a success, and if not then Kazuha’s heart will calm down.

And so the following day Heizou stood behind [name] with another friend of his, just ‘talking’. As Kazuha gave the sign she was typing, Heizou looked over her shoulder to see what she was writing.

Yeah! I genuenly cannot wait for summer either ughhh

Heizou and his friend bolted back to Kazuha when she sent it and he snatched the phone from his hands.

Yeah! I genuenly cannot wait for summer either ughhh

He looked Kazuha dead in the eye before giving him his phone back.

“Go get your girl, loverboy.”

Four weeks had passed since that day. Four weeks, four Thursdays, four tutor lessons. [Name] realized that Kazuha was acting differently lately. She would catch him staring at her during those lessons, or even more often during lunch break. She would always give him her sweetest smile, and he’d return it before breaking eye contact with a small chuckle. Their friends started noticing too, there was some sort of tension with someone in the cafeteria but they couldn’t place who.

It took another week before Kazuha decided to just go for it. He knew [name] was already in the library because her last class had been dismissed early. So when he saw her curled up on one of the couches, his heart melted. His phone vibrating in his pocket let him know she was texting him, some personalized do not disturb setting that let only her messages through.

He grabbed his phone and sent her a quick text, ignoring the things she had said before.

I cant reply rn, I have to tutor someone.

You tutor???@?@!! You never told me

There’s more I haven’t told you.

Like what?

Look up, sweet girl

You looked up in confusion and locked eyes with Kazuha. Your eyes widened and your mouth fell open. Looking back at your phone, then back at Kazuha tears came to your eyes.

“Hello, my dear” he softly smiled as he took a slow step towards you, cupping your cheeks as tears were seconds away from falling. “You’re–” your bottom lip started trembling as you buried your face into his chest, one of his hands coming to hold your head as the other held your back, slowly brushing up and down. “I hate you–but I don’t. You–”

You felt his chest vibrate, letting you know he was laughing. You gripped at his shirt–which you now realized was the shirt you’d seen a thousand times before on his instagram.

“Who knew the sweetest girl in town,” he dropped his head to talk right next to your ear, “was actually my sweet girl?” He felt you trying to bury yourself even deeper into his chest. “No no, sweetheart, you need oxygen.” With that you pulled back, your big eyes staring back at him, a little bloodshot and your cheeks all red. “Not funny,” you whispered, “You don’t wanna know how much I was hoping you were actually living in my town, went to school here and I don’t know. I’d be happy if that were the case unless you were Childe.” tears came back to your eyes. “And what if it was me?” he rested his forehead against yours, looking you directly into your eyes. Blood rushed to your cheeks as you replied.

“Then I’m afraid that I won’t be able to stop myself from falling for you–Kadeh–even harder.”

One moment you were talking and smiling, looking directly into the male's eyes. The next you were processing what was happening as his lips collided with yours.

“Even in real life you seem to have a processing time to what I say or do.” he said when he pulled back.

“Can you blame me? Look at yourself.” Kazuha swore he saw hearts in your eyes before you closed them again and pulled him back to you, lips once again meeting each other.

“No, I can’t. But you, my dear sweet girl, are even more breathtaking than I imagined you’d be.”

“Mister Kaedehara and Miss [name]! Detention!”

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look who returned to the land of the living. i got stuck in a writers block, and came out with a boyfriend whos giving me so many things i can write about. yall this man worships the ground i walk on and i didnt know princess treatment was actually a thing until i met this guy. get yourself a man or woman whos willing to do stuff like this. oh my heart has melted. so many of kazuhas sentences in this are literally things my bf said to me uuhmm please save me before i fully melt into a puddle of flesh and bone. can a man be any more perfect?!!!??!?!?

for the ppl wondering i got him at my local boyfriend shop, he was with 25% discount cause he was too clingy for the people their liking but i adore him! though he does snore so uhm

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no-fate-but-what-we-make · 2 years

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As Intimate As Chocolate Cake

Pairing: Sweet Pea x female!reader [2nd-person pov]

Word Count: 3.3k

Rating: T for swears; no warnings

Description: When Toni is put in charge of the new menu for the Whyte Wyrm, she decides to use the opportunity to set up two of her friends

A/N: Loosely based off a scene from Hart of Dixie season 4, episode 5: Bar-Be-Q Burritos, where George and Annabeth are set up on a date by their friend Lemon

Disclaimer: I’ve only seen up to parts of season 3 of Riverdale, therefore I know nothing about the current seasons and what has transpired, so there will be no spoilers. Also, this was written with minimal editing, so any errors are accidental. Gif credit to the owner, as it is not mine.

- - -

Cheryl Blossom walked into Pop’s, looking for Toni, but instead she found someone else.

Two someones, actually.

You’d been enjoying your strawberry malt and fries all by yourself when Sweet Pea had decided to join you without warning.

“Careful now - rumor has it if you drink too many strawberry milkshakes in one sitting, you’ll wake up as a strawberry.”

You couldn’t resist the urge to roll your eyes, dunking a pair of fries in the malt before bringing them to your lips. “Thank god this is a strawberry malt then, or I’d be fucked.”

He sat down in the booth across from you without asking, grabbing a fry before you could pull them away. “Milkshake, malt - same thing.”

“Nope,” you replied, popping the p. “Malts have malted milk powder; milkshakes do not.”

Sweet Pea pulled a face at that. “And why would you want that?!”

You shrugged. “Personal preference.”

“Weirdo.”

You looked up to give Sweet Pea a piece of your mind at that, but found him smiling instead. It was rare to see a smile from the Serpent, and seeing it made something that felt awfully like desire pool in your stomach. You ignored it, taking a sip of your malt while you gathered your thoughts. “Wow, a compliment? If I didn’t know any better, I’d think the world was ending.”

Sweet Pea snagged another fry, popping it into his mouth, the smile turning into a smirk. “Who knows? It might be.”

“Guess we’ll find out.”

Before you could respond to that, Cheryl interrupted. “Well, well, well. Fancy seeing the two of you here. And looking chummy, no doubt. What’s so funny?”

“The end of the world,” you quipped, causing Sweet Pea to snicker and you couldn’t help joining him.

“Haven’t you looked outside, Cheryl? Pigs are flying!”

Cheryl let out a huff, shaking her head. “Ignoring all that,” she said with a dismissive wave of her hand, “have either of you seen Toni? She said she would meet me here, but I can’t seem to find her.”

“Whyte Wyrm?” Sweet Pea supplied. “You know she’s been spending all her free time there ever since she became part owner.”

“I just didn’t think she’d get so caught up in it that she’d forget about date night!”

“Have you tried calling her?” You suggested, regretting it when Cheryl fixed you with a glare.

“Of course I’ve tried calling! She didn’t pick up and I-”

Just then, the door to the Chock’lit Shoppe opened, the bell signaling a new customer. The three of you turned to see Toni Topaz making her way over, pulling Cheryl in for a hug and a kiss. “Sorry I’m late,” she murmured. “Got a bit caught up reviewing the new menu for the Whyte Wyrm’s grand reopening.”

“You’re here now and that’s all that matters,” Cheryl said, her smile returning. “Ta-ta, you two. Don’t get too cozy over there.”

You and Sweet Pea burst into laughter once Cheryl and Toni were seated at the opposite end of Pop’s. “God, she can be so eccentric at times,” you giggled, shaking your head.

“I don’t know what Toni sees in her, but I’m glad the two of them have each other.”

“She sees in Cheryl what I have since elementary school: a girl with a lot of love to give who just needs someone to see her potential.”

Sweet Pea shot you a look as he grabbed another fry. “If you say so.”

“Hey, if I said the same thing about Toni, you’d be defending her, too. Cheryl’s my friend like Toni is yours - we go way back.”

“True.” You were almost taken aback when the Serpent agreed with you. He slid out of the booth before you could process what had just happened, but not before stealing a handful of fries off your plate. “Let me know when you’re here again - I can always get behind free fries.”

“In your dreams, Serpent!” You shouted at his retreating back, no malice in your voice at all.

- - -

“See what I mean?” Cheryl whispered to Toni, the two of them tucked away in their usual corner booth that surveyed the whole of Pop’s, splitting a milkshake. “There’s definitely something there.”

“Maybe,” Toni drawled, narrowing her eyes as she watched Sweet Pea duck his head and smile to himself when his back was turned from you. “I haven’t seen Sweet Pea look this smitten in a while.”

“Do you think they’d have a chance if we worked our matchmaking magic?”

“What is it you’re always saying? Sometimes the craziest ideas are the most brilliant ones?”

Cheryl smiled, leaning in to kiss Toni. “You’re absolutely right, Tonikins! Shall we start plotting now?”

- - -

“What’s up, Toni?” Sweet Pea growled into his phone, his frustration bleeding over from one phone call into the next. Fangs had been giving him shit for something and while he was glad to have Toni’s phone call as an excuse to hang up on his friend, he was still pissed.

“What’s up, Sweet Pea, is that I have the perfect solution to your dilemma.”

“What kind of solution?” He paused. “Wait. What’s my dilemma?”

“Nevermind that. Meet me for breakfast tomorrow morning so we can discuss.”

“Discuss what? I’m gonna need more details than that, T.”

Toni couldn’t help but let out a giggle. “All will be revealed tomorrow morning, Sweets. Riverdale Cafetorium at seven sharp - don’t be late!”

She hung up a moment later, leaving a stunned but obedient Sweet Pea in her wake.

- - -

“Cheryl? Is everything okay?” You asked when you answered Cheryl’s phone call. Before she’d met Toni, you and Cheryl spoke on the phone almost nightly; now she rarely called so you figured something had to be up.

“It will be. Meet me in the cafetorium tomorrow at seven?”

“Uh, sure? Why the phone call, though? You could’ve just texted.”

“Just wanted to hear your voice, YN. See you then!”

Nothing was said after that, the line going dead as Cheryl presumably hung up. “See you then,” you said into the void before going back to your nightly routine.

- - -

Toni and Cheryl were already seated at a table when you arrived, the two of them sharing a pastry as Sweet Pea looked on across from them.

“What’s he doing here?” You asked, unable to keep the harshness out of your voice. It was way too fucking early for this and you didn’t even have time for coffee.

“Calm down, dearie. Take a seat.” Cheryl was unusually perky but the tinge of obey me in her voice had you doing just that.

“Yeah, dearie. Take a seat,” Sweet Pea mimicked, and you couldn’t help shooting a glare in his direction. “But really, you two. What is it that was so urgent you couldn’t tell me over the phone last night?”

Toni sat up a little straighter, glancing at Cheryl briefly before she spoke, “Well, because Cheryl and I have a favor to ask. As you know, I’ve been stressing over the reopening of the Whyte Wyrm - particularly the menu - and I was hoping that as my friend,” she looked at Sweet Pea, “and my girlfriend’s best friend,” she looked at you, “that both of you would be willing to come over this weekend for a sample meal.”

“I knew she wanted something,” Sweet Pea leaned back, crossing his arms and muttering under his breath, and you couldn’t help but agree with that statement.

“Of course she did,” you said in the same tone before turning your attention back to Toni and Cheryl. “All you had to do was ask! Of course I will!”

“Me, too. But YN is right - next time just ask us. Not everything has to be a big scheme.”

His statement shocked you. The two of you hadn’t ever really agreed on much since Toni and Cheryl’s relationship had started, and now you were both agreeing with each other more than once in twenty-four hours? It was almost too much for you to handle. Sure, the two of you were polite and cordial with each other - for the most part - but lately it seemed to be getting out of hand.

“That’s really good advice, thank you,” Cheryl said, cutting in. “So, we’ll see you Saturday at eight? Oh, and dress real nice. Tonikins and I wanna see what the vibe could be like if we manage to bring in some fancier customers.”

And just like that, Cheryl and Toni stood up in unison just as the bell signaling first period rung, leaving both you and Sweet Pea stunned for the second time.

“Why do I feel like the scheming isn’t over yet?” Sweet Pea asked, turning to look at you.

Your eyes narrowed towards the doors where Cheryl and Toni had just exited. “Probably because it’s not…” Your voice trailed off as your gaze met his and you finally got a glimpse of his face up close and in broad daylight. A flash of his face from last night illuminated by the neon lights of Pop’s crossed your mind, specifically of him grinning as he popped a fry into his mouth. That same desire came flooding back and you knew you had to leave before you did something stupid and make a fool of yourself in front of the Serpent.

“See you Saturday at eight!” Sweet Pea called after you as he watched you walk away, wondering what the weekend had in store.

- - -

You sat in your car, putting the finishing touches on your lipstick and tugging at your dress one more time before taking a deep breath and getting out. After the ambush in the cafetorium by Cheryl and Toni, you’d spent more time than you cared to admit agonizing over your outfit, but in the end it was a no-brainer. You’d worn the dress you felt most confident in, pairing it with strappy heels and light makeup that accentuated your favorite facial features.

Seeing Sweet Pea all dressed up made you stop in your tracks. His version of ‘fancy’ was nice jeans and a button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms. His Serpent neck tattoo was on full display, standing out against the stark white of his shirt.

“Hey,” he said, crossing his arms and drawing your attention back to them. “You ready for this?”

“I guess so. There was never really an opportunity to back out now, was there?”

“Those two make it very hard to say no, don’t they?”

You huffed out a laugh, shaking your head. “Don’t I know it.”

Before either of you could say any more, the door swung open and out stepped Cheryl, clad in her signature red. “There you two are! Come on in! Welcome to the new and improved Whyte Wyrm!”

“You look…nice, by the way,” Sweet Pea murmured as he held the door for you, letting you in first.

A shiver of need raced through you at the feeling of his eyes on your body. You paused, looking back at him and meeting his gaze. “Thanks. You, too.”

Your mouth was practically watering as Cheryl set down a filet mignon in front of you. “And this is our bourbon-maple glaze filet mignon.”

“This looks delicious,” you said, smiling at Cheryl. “Give my compliments to the chef.” Toni stood off to the side, the first time you’d ever really seen her look nervous about anything.

“I gotta say, everything has looked fantastic tonight, Toni, and I’m sure the Whyte Wyrm’s reopening is going to be a huge success,” Sweet Pea chimed in, surprising you. You hadn’t really ever heard him give anyone a compliment, but you figured if anyone deserved a compliment from Sweet Pea, it was Toni.

“Thank you,” Toni murmured, nodding stoically.

“Well, you both have exquisite taste buds and despite how much you both have grown and changed over the years, I knew I could count on you-”

“Okay, what is going on with you?” Sweet Pea asked, the two of you exchanging a suspicious look.

Toni laughed awkwardly, trying to drag Cheryl away.

“Yeah, what’s so funny?”

“It’s just that we’ve all known each other for so long…” Cheryl trailed off, realizing her mistake.

“I knew it!” Sweet Pea clapped his hands, more excited than you’d seen him while he was stealing your fries at Pop’s. “I knew it!”

“Knew what?” Toni asked, her turn to look suspicious.

“You and Cheryl are out here trying to get YN and I closer so we can be some weird, messed-up version of the Breakfast Club.”

You let out a groan, shaking your head. “Seriously? Cheryl, you know how I feel about you trying to set me up with people! I thought we agreed you were going to stop doing that after eighth grade.”

Sweet Pea crossed his arms and your attention diverted to his delicious forearms once again. “And that’s why we’re here…this is a scheme within a scheme,” he tutted, giving both Toni and Cheryl a reproachful look.

“Excuse us for wanting to try to get the two of you to see in each other what Cheryl and I see in both of you!”

“This is just like that time Toni and Cheryl left us in the woods for some fucked up bonding experience over our hatred of Weatherbee.”

“Or when they sent us on that futile mission to the abandoned Southside High and we had to hide in the janitor’s closet until they were able to get us out.” Sweet Pea glared at them. “The two of you can be so annoying.”

“So fucking annoying,” you agreed, seething as more memories popped up where you and Sweet Pea had been thrown into situations thanks to Toni and Cheryl’s scheming.

“Do either of you want dessert or not? Cuz if you keep whining, Cheryl and I will just eat it ourselves.”

That shut the two of you up and Toni nodded, satisfied. “Enjoy your filet mignon.”

“We’ll be here,” Sweet Pea said, finally getting a chance to cut into his steak.

“Oh, fuck this is good,” you couldn’t help groaning at the first bite. “I had my doubts about a bourbon maple glaze on steak but this is…wow.”

“Mm-hmm.” Sweet Pea’s hum of approval sent another foreign feeling racing through you.

You tried to think of another conversation topic, but all you could think of was yet another time you and Sweet Pea had been forced together by either Toni’s or Cheryl’s schemes.

Conversation flowed pretty easily after that, and neither of you paid any attention when Toni slipped in and cleared your plates while Cheryl served a single slice of chocolate cake between the two of you.

The cake was delicious, maple syrup infused into the icing, of course.

“Fuck, this chocolate cake…Wow. You’d think Toni would’ve splurged and given us two pieces,” Sweet Pea shook his head as he brought his fork in for another bite.

“I know,” you agreed, nodding. “It’s like you’re stealing my fries all over again.”

“Ha ha,” Sweet Pea deadpanned, making you giggle. “Doesn’t Cheryl have some weird, fucked up saying for this?”

His question took you by surprise, but you knew exactly what he was talking about, rattling off the phrase as if Cheryl herself was saying it. “It’s the most intimate thing two people can do other than…” You stopped short, your eyes widening as you realized the final word.

Your eyes met Sweet Pea’s, his expression mirroring yours as you both finished the word in unison.

“Sex.”

The sounds of your forks hitting the fancy china were the only sounds in the room as the two of you processed what had just happened.

“Are they…?” You started.

Sweet Pea finished. “Trying to set us up?” You nodded and he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “They better not be.”

“They’re really outdone themselves this time. It’s a goddamn scheme within a scheme within a scheme.”

“I mean, I just don’t understand why they think we would make a good couple. It’s so random and strange - no offense.”

You shrugged, truly unoffended even though you’d have been lying if you said you hadn’t been entertaining the idea all night. “None taken.”

“I’m still not convinced there isn’t more to this scheme.”

“God, I hope not,” you said, resisting the urge to run your hands over your face but you didn’t want to ruin your makeup. “There’s only so many schemes I can participate in during a year and I think I’ve already hit my limit.”

Sweet Pea looked around before leaning in, a smirk on his face. “What do you say we get out of here? We’re not technically dining and dashing because this was free, but I could definitely go for some fries and a chocolate milkshake.”

You didn’t have to be asked twice, dabbing your mouth with your napkin before pushing your chair back and heading out, Sweet Pea instinctively taking your hand in his as the two of you made a mad dash for Pop’s.

“Thanks,” the two of you said in unison as Pop Tate set your malt and Sweet Pea’s milkshake down in front of you, placing a large order of fries in the center of the table.

“I don’t know how I’m gonna be able to finish all these fries after the meal we’ve just had,” you said, eyeing the basket as you took a sip of your malt.

“I’m sure we’ll find a way if we sit here long enough.”

Your phone vibrated with an incoming text from Cheryl but you ignored it, turning your phone facedown on the table. Sweet Pea did the same and you couldn’t help feeling secretly thrilled that all his attention was now focused on you.

“So,” you started, picking up a fry, “Fancy a trip down memory lane?”

You didn’t think you’d ever seen the Serpent smile as much as he did tonight, and it was starting to affect you. Before tonight, you never would have thought twice about considering someone like Sweet Pea as boyfriend potential, but there was something about both Toni and Cheryl butting into your dating life to bring Sweet Pea in that was making you reconsider.

You reached for the last fry at the same time he did, your fingers brushing his. You recoiled as butterflies fluttered in your stomach, but it didn’t seem to affect him. “It’s all yours,” Sweet Pea said, gesturing to the solitary fry.

“You sure?” You hesitated. “We could split it.”

Sweet Pea shook his head. “Like I said, it’s yours.”

You couldn’t help the smile that bloomed on your lips as you dunked the last fry into the dregs of your malt. “Maybe there’s more to you than just a Southside Serpent.”

That made him chuckle and duck his head - and in that moment, he had never looked more attractive. “Well, maybe there’s more to you than just Cheryl’s sidekick.”

It was well past midnight when the two of you exited Pop’s, making your way to your separate vehicles.

You stalled at the door to your car, part of you not wanting the night to end. “I…had a lot of fun tonight.”

“Me, too.” Sweet Pea stepped closer and you sucked in a breath. “Maybe, we could do this again without Cheryl and Toni’s interference?”

“I’d like that. Are we counting this as a date?”

“I don’t know. Would you like it to count as a date?”

Not one to shy away from getting what you want, you decided to go for it. “Well, if you were planning to kiss me goodnight if this was a date, then yes, I would like tonight to count as a date.”

Sweet Pea towered over you, his eyes flickering between your eyes and mouth. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears as you stared up at him, waiting for him to make the first move. “I’d never turn down an opportunity to kiss a pretty girl goodnight.”

With that, your lips met in a tender kiss, the promise of something more lingering in the air when you finally pulled away. “Goodnight, YN,” Sweet Pea murmured, his thumb brushing over your cheek as he stepped back. “Get home safe.”

“Goodnight, Sweet Pea.”

#sweet pea x reader #sweet pea fanfiction #sweet pea fanfic #sweet pea imagine #sweet pea imagines #riverdale imagines #riverdale imagine #riverdale fanfic #riverdale fanfiction #sweet pea x you #sweet pea x y/n #sweet pea fluff

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voxmortuus · 11 months

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Hello!! Can I request Will Graham or Hannibal x fem!reader? Reader is a nurse and she helps him in an injury or something but he goes batshit crazy in love with her and stalks her and eventualy kidnapps her??

►PAIRING: Will Graham X F!Reader ►UNIVERSE: Hannibal ►WORDS: 1k ►SUMMARY/PROMPT: See Above. ►SONG INSPIRATION: Obsessed by Elle Lexxa ►TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mention of injury | Hospital | Blood | Will goes crazy | Stalking Will | Will Kidnaps Reader | I may be missing some, but you get a general idea, so please proceed with caution if there is anything in there that is overly triggering please let me know politely and I will make sure it is added to the list. ►NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, or had envisioned yourself, I apologize. But I hope you enjoyed my vision. ►IMAGE & DIVIDER CREDIT: @nyxvuxoa ►My Master Masterlist | Hannibal Masterlist

"Y/N, you have a patient in room 207. Head injury of some sort, superficial. Dr. Humphrey said to go ahead and clean him up, get his vitals and go ahead and send him home." the charge nurse told you. She gave you the chart and sent you off in that direction. Going through things all you wanted to do was go home.

Honestly, you were exhausted, and the idea of a hot shower, your favorite pair of sweatpants and tank top, followed by a bottle of your favorite brand of wine, some chicken wings, and binge-watching that show you've been meaning to watch sounded like a fantastic idea. That... that was the dream. But, right now, that was not reality.

"Hello, Mister..." you take a moment to look at the chart as you lick your lips. "Graham. A head injury I see here. Luckily it's nothing too serious. Nothing a little cleaning up and bandage can't fix. Then we'll send you on your way." You state looking over him for the first time. He was sweet looking, like a battered stray puppy. You tilt your head and let out a soft breath before you check out the wound on his forehead.

As Will is gazing up at you as you step close, he can't help but be in utter awe of you. How your eyes are shaped and the depth of their color of them, your nose seems to have that perfect shape, and your lips move when you speak. The way your voice sounded was like music to his ears and your complexion was absolutely lovely. It was the way your hair fell, and your scent, it was intoxicating in its own way. Though yes, you may have looked exhausted, but it was at that moment, he had this undying need to take care of you, to make you feel like you need not a car in the world.

Will watched you so intently, listening as you spoke, and when your hands came to his skin, he smiled softly. "Your hands are very pleasant." He stated softly.

"Excuse me?" You ask, the compliment took you off guard.

"Your hands, they aren't cold like most, they're very warm, it's a nice change." He stated.

"Oh... well... thank you, Mr. Graham. Now please, stop moving. I need to tend to this okay?" you give a soft chuckle, your eyes soften, and your aura relaxes.

"Oh, yes, sorry." He stated lowly and watches your face as you work.

Finishing up, you toss your gloves in the trash along with the items you used to clean up the wound on his head. Looking over him you offer a kind smile. Your smile, it was something that was really sticking with him. It was just you. Love at first sight, some would say, but to him, you had become an obsession. He needed to know everything was to know about you. He needed to know how you took your coffee, how you smelt after a shower, how soft your skin was after lotion, what you wore when you weren't at home, and how you cut your food, it was the simple things that drove him mad with needing to know.

He started to follow you. He began to learn your routine. Where you got gas for your car, what floor of your apartment you lived on, what time you went to bed, and when you went to work. He learned all of the little details. It was all so simple in his mind.

It wasn't like you knew, you were so involved in yourself and your work you didn't think to pay attention to your surroundings. And when he could have struck any time, he decided that his obsession was starting to consume him. He was dreaming of you, he was following you to the grocery store and would get behind you in line just to smell your hair.

You were that one thing he couldn't let escape his mind. He didn't want you to escape his mind. He damn well knew what he wanted. He had dreamt of it.

One night you were out of work, and instead of getting to your car, he approached you from behind, and with a rag he had used chloroform on he placed it over your mouth and nose, and after a few brief moments of inhalation you had passed out. Your body falls limp in his grasp, putting you in the back of his vehicle.

He didn't take you back to his place, instead, he took you to someplace he knew no one would come snooping. Not even Hannibal was going to come looking for you. He knew who you talked to, who you avoided, no one was coming. The thing is, he wasn't set out to murder you, he was obsessed with you, and he was going to do anything in his power to make you love him.

Once you were tied to the chair he sat across the room watching you, but it was taking a fair bit of time to wake you up. He watched, and watched, but nothing. Growing antsy he got up, and decorated the room around you, with flowers and nice things. Coffee- fresh even. Biting his lip he waited, and at that moment he heard you stir he moved to you.

"Wh...where am I?" you asked.

"Hi, I don't know if you remem-"

"Graham... head injury, why am I here? What happened?" you ask.

"I needed you. I have fresh coffee, flowers, and snacks..." he points out

"No, you needed me? Coffee, flowers, snacks... why am I tied up. Graham..." you start to panic

"No, no relax, I'm not going to hurt you I promise. You're safe, I promise, please, call me Will." He stated with a kind smile... damn a loving smile.

"Relax?! I'm tied up in some stranger's home! LET ME GO!" you demand.

"No, no, please, You don't have anyone else. I promise. You won't want to go home after this. Relax. Okay? I'll show you." He nodded.

This was the start of something utterly insane, he hoped that maybe you were going to love him, that you would stay, and maybe in time you did, or you managed to escape, or he let you go, the end is unforeseen, but it's not like you cannot dream of what the future for you holds.

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prettyyoungandbored · 5 months

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Sweet Revenge - Johnny Knoxville

Pairing: Johnny Knoxville x Fem!Reader (goes by “Babydoll”)

Warnings: Excessive use of the word of “fuck”.

Author’s Note: Sequel to Needy. Big credit and thank you to @thepeachyouhadtopick for giving me the idea!

GIF IS NOT MINE

Once housekeeping was finished setting up the bed, Y/N took a scolding hot shower to calm her rage.

All she wanted was to get dicked down by her boyfriend. She didn’t ask for much, only raunchy hotel sex with her equally kinky boyfriend.

And then Don Vito ruined it and as far as she was concerned, Bam had something to do with it.

On top of that, it had been close to an hour yet Johnny still hadn’t come back to the hotel room.

When it became clear the shower wasn’t going to help her anger subside, she turned the faucet and stepped out. She wrapped a towel around her body as she padded toward her suitcase.

She changed into an oversized shirt and some underwear before going to back to the bathroom to hang the towel and brush her teeth.

As she brushed her teeth, she heard the door open. She didn’t bother to look. She knew exactly who it was.

“Babydoll?”

“Bathroom.”

She continued to brush when he stepped into the bathroom. Her anger did subside a bit when she noticed he was stressed as he leaned on the bathroom counter.

“I know I was gone for a long ass time but I can explain,” he said. “Turns out Bam had hidden cameras in the hallway and in the room.”

She froze as she removed the toothbrush from her mouth. Not even a second ago, she was naked in the hotel room.

“WHAT?!” she yelled.

“They’re off,” Johnny assured. “They have been since Vito and I left the room. I went over to the production trailer down the street and they showed me all the footage. A guy from production is coming any minute to get rid of all the cameras in the room.”

The next question made her sick to her stomach. “What else did they catch?”

“Nothing other than us walking in the hallway toward the room,” Johnny said. “They promised they would bleep out what I said prior to us coming into the room.”

A wave of relief crashed over her.

“Ok,” she sighed.

She spit out the toothpaste and wiped her mouth with the towel.

Everything was fine. They were in the clear. The production guys wouldn’t fuck with Johnny like that.

Yet, here she was fighting back tears.

It took one sniffle out of her to break Johnny’s heart.

“C’mere,” he motioned to her.

Johnny pulled her to him, wrapping one arm around her while cradling the back of her head with the other. She nuzzled her nose into his shirt, inhaling his scent for comfort.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled. “I know I should I know that I’m not immune to this kind of bullshit. But I didn’t know there were cameras in here and I was changing clothes at one point and I just…I know they were off but just the thought…”

“It’s ok,” he reassured. “I’ll double check any and all footage. I promise. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you.”

He kissed the top of her head. “Say the word and we can get them to cut the footage from tonight.”

“Bam won’t let you.”

“Shows under my production company. My rules.”

She unraveled herself from Johnny’s embrace and leaned back onto the bathroom counter. “So both Bam and Vito behind the prank?”

“Yea.”

She nodded. “They’re gonna pay and you’re gonna help me.”

Johnny smirked, posturing straightening with interest. “What did you have in mind?”

“I have a couple ideas.”

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The next morning in her and Johnny’s hotel room, she gathered the troops.

The troops included Pontius, Dave, Erehen, and Steve-O.

“I want you four to listen to me very carefully,” she said. She pulled out a folded piece of paper. “Do exactly as I say and I can get you on the list for the next big event at the Playboy mansion.”

The four men straightened up, their attention fully on her. She grinned.

“What we are doing does not leave this group,” she continued. “Is that clear?”

The men nodded and she looked over at Johnny, who shot her a look of pure and utter pride.

“Let’s get to it.”

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A week later…

“I’m kind of surprised you wanna prank Y/N,” Bam told Johnny as the two men hung out in Don Vito’s living room. “Like, it’s odd.”

Johnny waved his hand. “She’ll love it. I promise.”

“She was pissed about the whole Vito thing though.”

“Yeah, I thought she was gonna murder me,” Don Vito chimed in as he walked into the living room.

“You guys caught her on a bad night,” Johnny assured. “Look, I really wanna go for it. I need to know before I get super serious with her.”

“Why her? I mean, you’re a good looking guy,” Don Vito pointed out. “You could have any woman you want? Why settle for just one woman?”

Johnny went to open his mouth when the door burst open, followed by a “GET ON THE FUCKING GROUND!”

A small SWAT Team burst into their room, pointed their guns at the men.

“ON THE FUCKING GROUND!” One of the guys ordered Bam and Don Vito.

The two men didn’t hesitate, falling to the floor.

“The hell is going on?!” Johnny asked as he started to kneel on to the ground.

Before his knees could hit the floor, one of the men escorted Johnny out of the house.

“Where the fuck is he going?!” Bam yelled.

“SHUT UP AND GET ON THE GROUND!” One of the guys screamed.

“Dude we’re on the fucking ground!” Bam retorted.

“You’re gonna get us shot!” Don Vito snapped.

The four SWAT guys pointed their guns at Bam and Don Vito.

Just as silence fell, it was quickly interrupted by the sounds of clapping. Y/N appeared with Johnny beside her, satisfied smirks on their faces.

“ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!” Bam shouted. “SERIOUSLY?! Y/N?!”

“Surprise motherfucker!” Y/N cheered, throwing her hands up. “That’s what you two get for what you did at the hotel.”

“You kidding me?!” Don Vito asked. “You almost gave me a heart attack!”

“Are these guys for real?” Bam asked.

Pontius removed his helmet. “SURPRISE!”

Steve-O, Dave, and Ehren also removed their helmets, laughing viciously.

“You guys fucking suck!” Bam yelled.

Y/N removed her sunglasses and knelt down on the ground, her eyes glaring at the two men.

“If you wanna fuck with Johnny, fine. But fuck with me, and I will ruin you,” she warned. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Jesus Christ,” Don Vito mumbled.

“DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!”

“YES! FUCK!” Bam yelled.

Y/N stood up and turned to Johnny. “I think Jeff and Spike are gonna love the footage.”

“Oh I think they will too,” Johnny agreed, kissing the top of her head. “I think the viewers are also gonna love it.”

“You’re not putting this on the show,” Bam retorted.

“Oh, but we are!” Y/N cheered. “You get your prank, I get mine.”

Y/N turned to the guys. “Gentleman, you were wonderful. I talked to my friend at the Playboy mansion and you are on the list for the mansion party next month. Go crazy when you get there.”

The guys cheered as Y/N smirked at Johnny.

“Let’s go back to the hotel and have our own celebration,” she winked.

He picked her up bridal style and carried her out of the house.

“KINKY SEX TIME!” Johnny yelled.

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sainzfilm · 1 year

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hiii can I request an Instagram au Carlos x reader where reader is starting her singer career? She can be friends with most of the drivers too ty <3

pairing: carlos sainz x singer!reader

a/n: i love this!!! hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed making it :) also can you all tell that i love hailee and gracie…AND i also inserted taylor’s song ;) just because that makes me swoon from my feels ugh

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new beginnings - carlos sainz

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yourusername new beginnings. can’t wait for you all to hear my story x

photo credits to amor de mi vida, carlossainz55 🖤

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yukitsunoda0511 congratulations, Y/N!! 😊 i will make some sushi for you when you come by next race weekend

carlossainz55 also me, right?

yourusername no he said for ME, tonto

charles_leclerc excited for your career, bonne chance! 🍾🎊

yourusername thanks, bud!!! see you next weekend, stop hogging my boyfriend 😘

landonorris there we have it folks! the next grammy award winner for next year 😉

alex_albon you’re saying that so she can give you tickets when she opens for taylor swift

yourusername YOU GUYS….im blushing 🙄 also obviously what do you think of course im getting you guys tickets

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carlossainz55 boyfriend duties for mi amor. hope you all stay tuned for her ep next week, she worked very hard for it 😝❤️

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charles_leclerc mate….did you just let her pass out on the floor?

yourusername he did.

carlossainz55 ay, stop lying, amor. i carried you to bed afterwards 😑

danielricciardo all the best!!! already told the family and friends to check it out when its released 😎

❤️ Liked by yourusername

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carlossainz55 first gig in london 🇬🇧 she didn’t know we were coming to surprise her, which is obvious in the second photo. 😝 proud of you, mi amor, te amo. x

ps. give me back my polo?

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yourusername HEY!!! to be fair, you told me you were busy with media day 😔 te amo te amo te amo. thank you for being the best, my carlos :)🖤 also. no. my polo now.

carlossainz55 ay, busy? when am i ever going to be busy when it comes to you?

charles_leclerc he’s right. he doesn’t want to play chess with me anymore because he’s on a call with you

alex_albon great great show, Y/N!! can’t wait for your success, lily and i are sending the biggest hugs 😊

yourusername PLEASEEEE come to my next show, i miss the both of you 😔

landonorris she’s beauty, she’s grace, she’s taking the music industry in the face!!! proud of you

yourusername you, george, and alex better come visit me real soon 😤 the powerpuff quartet must have a reunion

georgerussell63 i didnt agree to that name.

alex_albon we dont care, george

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yourusername its past midnight and i ask him to go on a drive, he picks up his car keys without hesitation. its one of his rest days and i ask him if he could cook some pasta, he grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen. oh how you make coming home always so sweet.

sweet nothing, coming out on september 1. 🖤

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sainz55files oh my god…..did she write this song for him 😭 im going to be in tears when it comes out!!!

powerpuffquartet COUNT ME IN IM NOT READY

charles_leclerc why does he never cook pasta for me? 😔

landonorris change your name to Y/N then ask him again

danielricciardo such a poet your girl is, smooth operator! 😉

yourusername shakespeare must be tossing and turning in his grave

carlossainz55 brilliant mind, kind heart– you are everything and more to me, mi amor. i love you

yourusername now don’t come home without pizza hehehe i love you

alex_albon there we go, Y/N just messing the cheesiness up 😒

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thejediscrolls · 10 months

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Bad Guy

Tech x Bounty Hunter reader

A deal between a group of pirates that needed to be made for Sid goes off the rails when your lover shows up.

Fluff

“Boys and kid. Meet the best bounty hunter in the galaxy.” Sid introduced as she pointed to her bar.

“Quite the flatterer Sid.” I muttered not bothering to look behind me.

I was mindlessly shuffling through the credits I collected from my recent bounty, trying to figure out what I could use for my ship.

“She seems harmless.” Wrecker stated, squinting his eyes at my flowery dress and sandals.

“It’s the best disguise is it not?” I asked as I spun around on the stool.

The guy looked even bigger than I expected, but that wasn’t what caught my breath. No… It was the tall soldier to to the left of the big guy.

Right there stood someone I knew for sure was going to be the death of me.

“Are you strong?” The big guy continued, “How do you catch all those bounties?”

“Her specialties may lie elsewhere Wrecker. Just because someone may not hold physical strength doesn’t mean they can’t subdue their opponents by other means.” The handsome one with the goggles stated, “That doesn’t mean they are not strong.”

“Should I be flattered or offended?” I wondered with a raised brow.

“My apologies, I only meant to compliment your possible skills.” He said while adjusting his goggles, “Given your stature and height. It is clear that you are agile and clever minded, giving you an advantage against your opponent.”

“No offense taken.” I stood up, taking a few steps to meet him, “I think it’s fascinating how your mind works.”

His eyebrows raised as he watched me skeptically. I gently raised my hand in front of me waiting for him to grab it. He did so with uncertainty.

“My name is…” I offered my name along with the sweetest smile meant only for him.

“Tech.” He stuttered out his name.

“Well Tech, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” I grinned, running my thumb across his battle worn hand.

“The pleasure is mine.” He replied, a pink dust sweeping across his face.

“So that’s how she gets them.” I heard one of the other men whisper to the guy in the red bandana.

The bandana man chuckled, “She’s going to eat him alive.”

Oh how wrong he was…

Music blared throughout the club, a sweet scent wafting through the air from the specialty Asmos cocktails being made. Yet I had no time for a drink if the group of pirate thugs in front of me had any say about it.

A chip containing information that Sid needed sat just out of reach while a case of credits sat out of theirs. You would think this would be a simple switch. Case closed, but pirates were greedy. Especially them.

I’m a bounty hunter not a dealer. I thought as I held back an eye roll. Of course Sid would make some do her dirty work.

“What is a little thing like you gonna do to us?” The pirate Zen sneered, his gold eyebrows glittering under the purple low light of the club.

“There’s ten of us and only one of you so why don’t you slide those credits over and call your serpent of a boss to double the credits for this priceless information.” He stated smugly, his read scarf doing nothing to hide the tattoos across his neck.

“I suggest you comply Zen.” I tried to give him one more chance at a civil exchange.

I watched as his gold earring swayed as he leaned back in his seat.

“Or what? You got some knight in shining armor at your beck and call?” He scoffed.

It was at this point that I sighed, completely bored with this interaction. The soft look on my face fell as I glared at the group.

“I don’t think you understand who’s in charge here.” I leaned my elbows onto the table, my gaze turned from impassive to a look that had the pirate looking between my and the table nervously.

I grinned, “You see… I’m the bad guy.”

“Hello Cyar’ika.”

Every ounce of aggression, any thought process that I had to intimidate these pirates left my body the moment his voice graced my ears.

I practically melted under his gaze as I turned my head to meet his brown eyes.

“You were saying?” The pirate crossed his arms, clearly disinterested in my scare tactic.

It would have worked too…

“I’m the…” I trailed off.

If it weren’t for his alluring presence…

Suddenly I felt lost in thought as I stared at a pair of glittering amber eyes gazing down at me.

It had been a few weeks since I had seen him, the only thing keeping us in contact with one another was the bracelets on our left wrists. Tech made it for us after our one month anniversary.

We had too many jobs given to us by Sid to see each other that often and so he made something that was only meant for us without any prying eyes. It was a bracelet that would buzz and light up on the others wrist each time either one of us would tap it.

To me each tap signified that I loved and missed him and so I tapped it… I tapped it a lot.

My heart leapt for joy even with the small smirk that graced his handsome face, the same face that looked tired and yet collected all the same after a tough mission.

I hope his mission wasn’t too tough… I will have to asked him about it later tonight. Maybe after we grab a bite to eat?

My thoughts suddenly disappeared as Tech leaned in close.

His left hand gripped the back of my chair as his breath fanned across my face and I couldn’t help the small noise that came out of my throat as he said, “You’re the what?”

“I’m the…” I barely remembered his question as my eyes flutter closed when Tech tilted my chin up towards him.

“What she means to say is you and your crew are going to cooperate or you have me to deal with her soldier not shining knight.” Tech stated, his demeanor unfazed.

“We’re not afraid of you.” Zen huffed without any truth showing in his eyes or the way he fidgeted in the booth.

It didn’t help the pirates menacing stance as they all suddenly began to toy with their weapons.

Of course Tech would have this effect on them. He was a highly skilled clone trooper after all. He’s seen more battle and bloodshed then all of them put together.

This had a smirk spreading across any face at the thought.

They are all dead meat.

“Your hands are shaking.” Tech glanced to the man, “By my calculations you have -1 chance in making it out of those doors alive if you don’t give her that chip.”

“And why is that?” Zen motioned to his group as if he still had the upper hand.

The group of pirates chuckled alongside their captain even if it was evident that fear laced their entire beings.

If only they knew.

“Because he’s not alone.” I spoke as the rest of the bad batch surrounded the pirates.

I couldn’t help the fluttering in my chest as Tech helped me out of my seat, reaching over to grab the case with chip.

“I suggest you take your credits and call it a night.” I recommended as I slid the case over to the pirates.

They didn’t even have a moment to blink before the rest of the Bad Batch were on them. A satisfied feeling filled my chest watching Hunter press a knife to Zen’s throat, finally wiping the arrogance from him.

Hunter waited silently for an answer with all the patience in the world. He knew how to deal with pirates and when Zen relented… Hunter casually released the scarf around his neck, at the same time removing the knife from his throat as well. The stony look on his face never left as he took as step back, sheathing his sharp blade.

Wrecker huffed at the lack of excitement, pushing the pirate with purple hair down into the booth. Echo remained quiet and composed as he stepped back from the woman, lowering his blaster.

“It was pleasure doing business with you.” I smiled before the boys and I walked away.

“I had it handled you know.” I stated the moment we were out the door.

The night was warm yet I still couldn’t help, but wrap my arms around his waist as we walked to their ship. It felt nice being able to hug him without feeling his muscles tense.

I remember the first month of us dating. I chuckled inwardly at the thought of how hesitant he was to touch me.

I knew it wasn’t his form of showing affection, but he also knew that it was mine and so with time we finally began to understand each other.

Now look at how much he has changed…

“I know you did. I just couldn’t help it… Plus, it’s fun make you blush mesh’la.” Tech teased.

“How did you know where I was?” I asked as we walked up the ramp.

“He asked Sid the moment we got back.” Wrecker slapped Tech’s shoulder as he walked by.

Tech huffed as he stumbled from his brother’s blow. A smile forming on my face as we steadied each other.

“You asked about me?” I wondered, “Why not call?”

“Sid said you were on a job and I didn’t want to interrupt you.” A soft laugh fell from his lips, “However, it seems I did just that by walking in on your deal.”

Echo didn’t help as he smirked at his brother, “To put it simply he missed you.”

My heart soared at the words, “You missed me?”

Throughout our time together, he’s never outwardly said that he missed me.

He was always composed after missions, meeting me when we set a time and place. He’s never crashed one of my deals like this before... All because he missed me?

A rare blush crossed his face and it made me squeeze onto him tighter, the smile never once leaving my face.

He was even cuter when he became all shy like this.

“I missed you more than I would like to admit.” Tech stuttered over his words, failing to look me in the eyes.

I giggled at his cute reaction, leaning up to place a gentle kiss on his lips. It was a kiss that made my heart melt and his eyes flutter close before looking at me again. This time his shoulders were more relaxed and a calm smile rested on his plush lips.

“Now that this love fest is over, get on board. I don’t know how long Sid can keep Omega settled before she starts trying to track us.” Hunter chuckled as he waved his hand to the two of us to follow him.

“I missed you too brown eyes.” I spoke softly as the two of us walked up the ramp, “More than i would like to admit.” I teased his words back to him.

His hand to wrap around my waist, pulling me into his side.

“I’m glad we’re on the same page then.” He smiled.

“Me too, my love.” I said as my heart filled with warmth.

I have never felt this way with anyone before I knew for a fact that…

I will never be able to let go of this sweet and gentle man.

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I Do Bad Things with You - Part 39

Happy @elriel-month fam!! Of course, we're going to celebrate the "What If" prompt with an IDBTWY update. 😏 I'm very excited to share this piece with you and cannot wait for the following two parts (which may be my two favorites of the series). While this is my official last fic of Elriel Month, I will be sharing something tomorrow about an upcoming project, so be on the lookout for that. Grab a snack, this is a long one. Much love to you all! 💙💜💚

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Credit to @featherymalignancy for Cassian’s nickname, Cash. 😘

Trigger warnings: violence, sexual assault , language, NSFW

Word Count: 9,655

He had everything planned. Called Elain’s boss and got her approved time off. Packed their bags and hid them in the closet until their flight. Now they were in the entryway of the apartment.

His plane was currently sitting on the runway, waiting for them.

The only thing left to do was to tell her.

Azriel was waiting at home for Elain to get off work. She was scheduled a half day—per his request—and would be home any minute.

As if waiting for her queue, the elevator doors pinged open and she stepped out, startled at the sight of him standing there in a pair of dark jeans, a black t-shirt, and sneakers. “Oh!” she breathed, moving further into the foyer. “This is a surprise…what are you doing here?” Her honey-brown eyes darted to the two suitcases and back to his. Brows furrowing, she asked him, “Are you going somewhere?”

A half smile curled up the corner of his lips. “No,” he said, letting her confusion grow just a hair more. “We’re going somewhere. A little trip for a few days.”

That had her eyes widening and she crossed her arms, propping a hip on the foyer table. “Az, babe.” Fuck he loved when she called him that. “I’m not sure if you’ve forgotten this but I can’t exactly work remotely for my job.” The teasing tone of voice had him chuckling.

“I’m very well aware of that, my sweet. We’re each taking the next four days off.”

“I have to request time off, Azriel—”

“You did. Or I did, I should say. I called your boss last month to ask if you could take these four days off for a surprise trip I was planning for you.” Her brows shot into her hairline. “He readily agreed, saying that you never take time off and it was well-earned.”

Her arms went slack at her sides. “You called my boss to request time off for me?”

He nodded. Fuck, Az hoped he didn’t overstep.

“And you planned a whole trip?”

“I did.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Is this the reason we moved Nesta and Cassian’s baby shower to next month, closer to her due date?”

He flashed a cheeky smile. “Perhaps…”

“And it’s just us?” she asked.

“Just us,” he confirmed. He didn’t feel it was necessary to bring the whole protection detail with them. It was a last-minute, short trip. And they would be together the whole time. He wanted to give Elain this sense of normalcy. The privacy of just spending time alone together.

Elain was silent as she stared at him. Emotions flickered across her face, the most prominent of them: shock. “Nobody has ever done anything like this for me,” she whispered, eyes glistening.

Relief washed over him at her words—the disbelief that someone took the time to plan something just for her. “We need to get a move on; why don’t you go change so we can head out in say,” he glanced at his watch, “a half hour?”

An airy giggle escaped her. “Can I shower first? I still feel like I have the hospital on me. And I need to pack.”

“I’ve packed for you.”

At that, she laughed. “Now that makes me nervous.” Shaking her head. “I need more than lingerie, Az.”

A deep, rumbling chuckle burst out of him. “Not that I wouldn’t mind you parading around in lingerie—or nothing for that matter—for the entire duration of our trip, I promise you I packed you real clothing.” And he had; grabbed some of her things and bought a few new pieces, such as the silk robe and a swimsuit.

Elain pursed her lips to keep herself from smiling as she moved closer to him, stepping into his arms and kissing him. “All right. Let me freshen up and then we’ll leave. Where are we headed?”

Azriel dropped his lips to her pert nose, loving the way she scrunched it up. “It’s a surprise, my lady. Now, go get ready so we can leave.” He gently pushed her towards the stairs and then swatted her behind, making her yelp.

“And wear something comfortable!” he called up to her.

“Okay, Dad!”

Oh, she was definitely going to get it for that comment. In the front pocket of his suitcase was the little toy he bought her. And, boy, did he have plans to use it.

~~~

Within half an hour, Elain was downstairs, dressed in leggings and an oversized sweater, and sneakers. She looked positively adorable. “Is this okay for travel?”

In truth, she might be a little warm when they got to their destination, but he had a car lined up and could kick the AC up if she needed it. “It’s perfect. Let’s go.” Az shrugged on his sweatshirt hanging off one of the barstools since it was still winter in Velaris. Grabbing both of their luggage, he escorted Elain down to the garage.

“You’re still not going to tell me where we’re headed?”

He shot her a wink, pressed the button to close the hatch of their car, and went to open her door for her. “Nope,” he stated, popping the p sound.

Elain huffed exasperated, climbing into the passenger seat.

He held her hand the entire drive, every once in a while, bringing her knuckles to his lips to brush a kiss to them. But when he pulled up at the airstrip where his jet was housed on the backside of the airport, he turned to look at her and found both surprise and a hint of fear shining in her eyes.

It was not what he was expecting. Cutting the engine, Az twisted in his seat to face her more fully. “El, love. Talk to me.” He kept his voice quiet, not wanting to startle her but begging her to speak her mind.

Elain let out a weighted breath. “The plane…I—,” she hesitated looking for the right words. “It reminds me of that day.”

Fuck, he’d been so stupid not to think about how her kidnapping might have instilled a phobia of flying. Azriel took note that Gavriel and Dorian were still standing at the top of the stairs to his jet, waiting for their queue to approach. “Elain, I am so sorry. I didn’t even think that you might have an issue with planes after that incident.”

“How could you have known? I didn’t even know until seeing it.”

He squeezed her fingers in reassurance, brushing his thumb across the backside of her palm. “If you want to turn around and go home, we can, but I want you to know that this is my jet and those two pilots up there,” he watched her eyes glance at the two males. “I trust them with my life. They will get us to our destination safely, I promise you that. But the choice is yours.”

She sat quietly, looking at the plane until finally, a small smile crept onto her lips. “I supposed I shouldn’t be shocked that you have your own jet.”

Azriel tipped his head back and laughed, exposing the strong column of his throat. “No, you really shouldn’t.”

“It’s why you said the plane wouldn’t leave without you for your last business trip, right?”

He grinned. “Indeed it was.”

“I would’ve looked completely idiotic showing up at the airport for you and you never showed.”

“Cerridwen would’ve taken you to the airstrip, not the airport.”

She looked at him then, golden-brown locks sliding off her shoulder. “Why didn’t you tell me you had this?”

Az shrugged. “I thought I could use it to my advantage one day.”

“Ah, yes. Well, you succeeded.”

He stroked the backside of her hand again. “So, love, what will it be? Home or away?”

Elain looked between him and the plane. Leaning across the center console, she kissed him, fingers skimming delicately across his jaw. “Let’s go on an adventure,” she breathed against his lips.

Smiling, Azriel cupped the backside of her head, pulling her in for another slow kiss. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, begging for entry and when she granted him access, he took full advantage. Popping the trunk, he jumped out of the car and made his way to her side, helping her out.

Both men had reached them, collecting their bags from the back, and met them at the stairs.

The older one, with hair golden like the sun and tawny eyes, spoke first. “Mr. Knight, it’s good to see you.” Releasing Azriel’s hand, he focused on her. “You must be Doctor Archeron? It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

She took his hand, shaking it. “Just Elain, please.”

“Elain,” he said, tasting her name on his tongue. “My name is Gavriel and this is my copilot, Dorian.”

The dark-haired man shook her hand. “Nice to meet you, Elain.”

“It’s great to meet you both. How long have you been working for Azriel?”

Az slid a scarred palm to settle on her lower back.

“I’ve been under Mr. Knight’s employment for about five years now,” Gavriel explained. “Dorian got his pilot’s license in the Airforce and is new to flying private jets. He’s been with us for just over a year now.”

“Gavriel is Aelin’s uncle, Elain. And Dorian a friend of hers since school,” Azriel told her.

She looked at him standing next to her. “Ah, so she took advantage of her position with you,” she joked.

All three men burst out laughing.

“Something like that,” Dorian said, grinning.

Gavriel waved a hand in the direction of the stairs. “Your chariot awaits, my lady. We’ll do final checks once inside and get cleared for takeoff.”

Nudging her up the stairs, Az watched as Elain took in her surroundings, her eyes darting around the cabin of the plane before settling on him. He could read the slight nervousness she was trying to hide but was pushing through. “Where would you like to sit?”

She looked at the couch, then the table. “Where do you recommend?”

He thought about it. “The table allows you to sit facing forward, which is preferable if you get motion sickness. The couch is more comfortable.”

“I don’t think I get sick, so let’s try the couch.”

Guiding her there, Azriel sat her down and reached into the seats to buckle her in.

A small smile played on her lips. “Why do I get the feeling you like strapping me down?”

Dorian choked, nearly dropping the suitcase he was storing in the upper cabinets.

Elain’s face went scarlet at realizing she was overheard and buried it into his neck.

He laughed, putting his arms around her as the young pilot scampered into the cockpit and shut the door. “While tying you up has its appeal, let’s save that for when we don’t have two others present.”

She groaned into his throat. “I did not mean to say that out loud. Or at least in the presence of others.”

Az pushed her back to kiss her cheek. “Fret not, my love. Dorian’s got a bit of a reputation as a ladies’ man. It’s likely nothing he’s never explored.”

“Fine, but that doesn’t mean he needs to know what we do in private.”

He brushed a rogue curl behind her ear. “All of my close employees sign an NDA. He won’t speak a word. I promise you he’s probably heard worse. Nuala has a mouth on her, especially when she talks about her fiancée.”

Elain shuddered. “Remind me not to ask about said fiancée.”

“Noted,” he chuckled, leaning in to kiss the tip of her nose. Sitting down next to her, he fastened his seatbelt and settled his large hand on her thigh.

The engines roared to life and Az felt Elain tense next to him. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, he tucked her close to him, pressing his lips to the side of her head. “We’re okay,” he murmured into her hair.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. This is your captain speaking. Please fasten your seatbelts as we have been cleared for takeoff. We will be cruising at ten thousand feet today. Please sit back, relax, and enjoy your flight.

Hoping to ease Elain’s discomfort as they took off, Az focused on peppering kisses along her cheek, and her neck, tugging the collar of her sweater away to grant himself access to her shoulder.

It worked. Elain started giggling during the ascent. “Are you trying to seduce me?” she sighed, head tilting to the side and offering more of her skin for him to taste.

He smiled into her throat. “Depends. Is it working?” His tongue lapped at the soft skin behind her ear, teeth nipping until he knew she’d have a bruise there.

She hummed in contentment. “Perhaps.”

Once the plane leveled out and Gavriel gave them the all-clear to move about the cabin, Azriel unbuckled his seatbelt and went to the bar, pouring each of them a glass of champagne.

“Thank you.” She smiled sweetly up at him, taking the glass from his outstretched hand.

He plopped back down next to her, clinking their glasses together. “Just a few hours until our destination.”

Elain took a sip, contemplating the information. “Still not going to tell me where you’re taking me?”

“Nope. It’ll ruin the surprise.”

She chuckled, leaning into his frame. “Well, I suppose we should just relax then since you aren’t being helpful.”

He kissed her forehead, and then her lips, savoring the sweetness of the champagne on them. “I suppose we will.”

~~~~~

When Elain looked out the window and saw the ocean, she finally figured out where he was taking her. “We’re going to the Summer District.”

“Well, technically we’re in it already,” Az grinned.

She leaned an elbow on the window ledge, staring out at the blue water. “Is this another business trip?” She wouldn’t be upset if he was utilizing this opportunity to do business and as a vacation.

He reached forward, gripping her chin to force her gaze to his. “You said you wanted to go somewhere with a beach.” She had—when he asked her where she wanted to vacation during their video call. “No side work. Nothing is pulling me away from you for these next four days.” His thumb swept under her bottom lip. “Just us.”

Smiling, Elain nipped the pad of his thumb.

Thankfully, the descent didn’t make her as nervous as the ascent. She didn’t think her fear of planes was completely conquered, but it was a good step in the right direction. And as long as she had Azriel by her side, it wasn’t something she couldn’t work through.

A car was waiting for them when they landed. Back in the passenger seat, Elain took in everything around her. They were in the city of Adriata. A beautiful, bustling, glistening city with towering buildings, amazing architecture, markets on nearly every corner, and everything else you could imagine in a coastal town.

They drove in companionable silence until Azriel continued past the city’s edge. “Where are we going?” she finally asked him as houses became few and far between.

A curve of his lips. “To where we’re staying at.”

She looked at him then. “We’re not staying in a hotel in the city?”

“If I don’t stay in a hotel for business trips, did you think I was going to subject you to it for a vacation?”

Elain huffed a laugh. “You’re an overspender, you know that?”

Azriel quickly looked at her, his face giving nothing away, and then back at the road. “Baby, you have no idea.”

Well, she got the idea when he pulled into the driveway of a large home with an unattached guest house, and…Jesus fuck, was that a sale pending sign in the front lawn? Her golden-brown eyes widened. “Azriel, where are we?”

A boyish grin took over his face. Clicking the button to pop the trunk, he told her, “Come on.”

Grabbing their bags from the back, Azriel met her at the front door, unlocking it and letting her inside. He put their suitcases down in the foyer and shut the door behind them.

Elain took hesitant steps into the house. It was beyond gorgeous. The open floor plan allowed for easy access from the kitchen area, divided off by a built-in bar, to the living and dining room. The color scheme was a combination of white with blue-gray and wooden accents. Large bay windows encased the entire side of the house that faced a beautiful pool, a private beach, and the open ocean. Sitting on the back porch was a full patio set with an L-shaped couch and two chairs.

She stood frozen in the center of the living room, in awe of the entire home.

“Azriel,” she started, “did you buy this?”

A large hand came down onto her shoulder, fingers squeezing. “Technically, we bought this.”

Elain whipped around.

“Well, technically we’re in closing dependent on you.”

“On me?” She blinked. “What are you going on about?”

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his forehead to hers. “I wanted to purchase this house together. With both our names on the deed. The application is basically done—they just need your approval to add you to the mortgage and then we’ll sign.”

“You want to move?”

Azriel laughed, pulling back to look down at her face. “No, love. Not move. But we could use a summer home.”

She gaped. “You want a what now?”

“A summer home,” he repeated. “A place that is ours where we can come vacation at when we need to get away from everything and everyone.”

Elain’s eyes darted between his, hearing him but still not quite understanding. “I—why?”

His brow furrowed in confusion. “Because I want to. Because you mentioned you wanted to go to someplace with a beach and this area has some of the best ones in the country. Because I fell in love with the house when I was last here and could picture us vacationing here. I could see you here, sitting out on the beach or by the pool. I imagined you actually relaxing for once. You don’t do it nearly enough.”

Listening to him, Elain realized that he knew this place better than he was letting on. “This is the house you rented for your business trip, isn’t it?”

A ghost of a smile touched his lips. “It is. The owner had said I was his last rental before he sold it—with all the furnishings, I might add. He was in the process of putting it up on the market. I simply told him not to bother. That I would purchase it under the assumption that you agreed.”

“It’s not my money, Az.”

He frowned. “Elain, what I have is also yours. And if you decide you don’t want this house, then I’ll pull it. But if you do, this will be our home here.”

She hesitated, glancing around the room. Gods, it really was a beautiful house.

“Before you make a decision,” he interrupted her train of thoughts, “at least let me take you on a tour to help you decide.”

Taking her hand, Azriel led her through the kitchens, showing her the pristine countertops, state-of-the-art appliances, and cozy knickknacks that were sporadically placed all over. Elain could picture the two of them making breakfast together, her sitting on the counter providing unnecessary instructions while Az laughed at her antics, refilling her mimosa or cup of coffee and kissing her.

Tugging her through the house, he took her to the living area, upstairs into the bedrooms—there were five in this house alone and apparently two more with a full bathroom, kitchen, and living room in the guest house. There was enough room for their entire family, and then some.

They traveled back down the stairs to a small library-like office with a nook facing the ocean. It was a quaint room, filled with dark furniture that reminded her of a castle library.

And then he pulled her to the final room, a game room of the sorts with a dart board, a foosball table, and a pool table.

Elain ran her fingertips over the wood of the table; brushed them along the velvet grass.

Azriel wrapped his arms around her waist. “Do you play?”

She shrugged. “I know the basic idea. You use the sticks to pop balls into pockets, right?”

His chest rumbled with the force of his laughter. “I mean, that’s the gist of it. You use the cue stick to push the white ball into your designated solids or stripes. The first one to sink their balls and then the eight ball wins.”

“Sounds fascinating.”

Scarred fingers slipped under the hem of her sweater, rubbing at the skin of her hipbones. “Do you want to play?” he murmured, lips pressed onto her cheek.

Her lips curved up. “Why don’t we make it interesting?”

A light kiss on her jaw. “Hmm? What did you have in mind?”

Elain tipped her head to the side. “Winner gets to pick the next activity.”

Azriel’s mouth brushed the shell of her ear. “That seems like an unfair advantage for me.” The ghost of a whisper sent shivers running down her spine.

Her toes curled in her sneakers. “Then I suppose you should think about what it is you want to do next.” Twisting her head, she told him, “Rack them up.”

After giving her a final kiss, Az did as he was told, prepping the balls and then handing her one of the cue sticks. “Do you want to break?”

She shook her head. “No, you go ahead.”

Azriel leaning over the table to line up his shot had heat pooling between her legs. His trim waist, broad shoulders, and the delicious curve of his ass were all on display for her. The balls clanked together, sending a colored one into the corner pocket. He grinned at her. “I’m solids.”

He worked his way around the table, sinking two more balls before his third shot went wide. Lips pursed, he muttered a foul curse.

Elain just smiled sweetly at him. “So, I just hold it like this?” she asked, purposely pulling her elbow wide.

“Ah, so this is why you wanted to play,” he smirked, leaning over her and adjusting her hold. The cradle of his hips pressed into her ass, fitting her perfectly.

“Something like that,” she told him as he helped her shoot and sank her first stripped ball. Leaning up, she pulled his cheek forward to kiss. “I think I got it now.”

Truth be told, Elain was good at pool. Like really good. Competition-worthy. But, he didn’t need to know that yet. She grabbed another easy shot in the side pocket. But for her third, she lined up for an off-the-side wall, opposite corner pocket. With a steady breath, she sank her third stripe.

Looking up at him, she grinned at his wary face. He wasn’t quite there, but she knew he was close to catching on. Sidling between him and the table, she murmured an “Excuse me,” giving him a slight poke in the stomach with the end of her cue stick as she bent over the table and rubbed her ass against his crotch.

He hissed, shuffling to the side slightly, and laid his large palm over the small of her back.

Ignoring how his touch lit an inferno inside of her, Elain shot the next ball across the table, between two of his solids, and right into the corner pocket.

“Why do I get the feeling you’ve played this before?” Az asked, eyes narrowing at her.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Her fourth shot ran down the side of the table and into the bottom corner pocket, but her fifth just barely missed the side hole. She made an indignant noise, leaning back up off the table.

Using the same move as she did, Azriel slipped between her and the table, pressing his body against hers. He sank the first shot by using his ball and tapping it into another. Then pocketed the fifth ball right behind it. But his sixth missed giving her a perfect spot for her final three shots.

“Eight ball, right corner pocket,” she called, indicating with her cue stick. Elain shot, bouncing the black ball off the side and sending it hurtling into its correct pocket.

Azriel stood there, leaning on his cue stick in complete disbelief. “You hustled me!”

The corner of her mouth curled up into a devious little smirk as she snickered. “Perhaps,” she answered cheekily.

“You little minx,” he growled, dropping his stick to the floor and sweeping her up into his arms. Their mouths crashed together for a heated, passionate kiss.

Legs wrapping around his waist, Elain dropped her cue, letting her fingers slide into his hair and tugging it at the root.

He groaned, pulling back far enough to rest his forehead on hers. Breathing harshly, he asked her, “So, since you hustled me for the win, what are we doing next?”

Catching her breath, Elain gave him her answer. “I think we should christen the house, starting with this table.”

That had Azriel shifting back to look at her face. He slowly cupped the side of her cheek. “Christen it as in we’re buying it?”

The sweet hope in his voice had her heart melting. She nodded. “Yes, I want to buy this house, Az. I want this to be our summer home. One where we can have our family come to enjoy and take vacations.” She kissed his lips softly before adding, “I want this home with you.”

Making a choking sound, Azriel surged forward and kissed her greedily. His tongue slipped between her lips, stroking hers until she was moaning. Needing to feel her skin, he yanked her sweater over her head, leaving her in her bra, leggings, and sneakers. Guiding her to lie back on the table, he removed one shoe, kissed her ankle, and then repeated the motion with her other.

Elain grabbed the hem of his shirt, having discarded his sweatshirt earlier, and tugged it over his head. His black locks went wild in disarray but it somehow made him even sexier. Her fingers went to his belt, deftly undoing it and the button of his jeans.

He tore her leggings off to reveal the scrap of lace she wore. Azriel’s eyes went wide as he took in the matching set. Lightly brushing the pads of his fingers over her cup, he asked her, “Did you wear this for me, love?”

She smiled bashfully at him. “I did. Do you like it?”

Blown-out eyes, framed by a ring of hazel glanced up at her. “Fuck yeah, I do. It’s taking every ounce of my self-control not to rip them right off you.”

“No need to be an animal, Azriel,” she teased, flashing him a sultry smile.

He swept his hands down her body, savoring the feeling of her delicate skin beneath his palms. “Baby, you have no idea.” Sucking on her neck, he slipped his hands beneath her to unhook her bra, pulling it off her and dropping it unceremoniously on the ground at his feet.

His mouth traveled down her chest, pulling her nipple into his mouth and grazing it with his teeth.

Elain arched off the table, moaning at the sensation that tugged at her core.

Fingers slipping between her legs, he stroked her over the fabric, feeling the dampness that had formed. “Fuck, you’re so wet already,” he swore, sliding the garment to the side and pushing his finger inside of her with no resistance.

She cried out, hips undulating towards his hand. Pleasure coursed through her body when he brought his thumb down to circle her clit. “Stop playing,” Elain growled, using her feet to push his pants and boxers down his thighs.

A wicked little smirk formed on his lips. “And what if I want to taste?” he demanded, pumping into her with a second finger.

“Suck your fingers. I just need your cock. Now.”

Surprise lit his face. Elain was never particularly vocal, nor demanding in bed. She’d sometimes tell him what she wanted from him, but it was typically out of desperation. Not as a command.

Azriel pulled his fingers from her and placed them against her mouth. “Taste yourself.” His voice brooked no room for argument and Elain wrapped her lips around his digits, drawing them further into her oral cavity until the tips touched the back of her throat.

Breathing steadily through her nose, she sucked his fingers like it was his cock, lapping her tongue around each to clean the slick of her off.

Pumping his hand into her mouth, Az rubbed himself against her, coating his cock in her juices and providing just the right amount of pressure to her clit.

She moaned around his fingers as he thrust into her in one movement, burying himself to the hilt. Elain clawed at his back while he readjusted her legs around his hips, locking him to her.

Azriel set a brutal pace, using the leverage from her jaw to snap into her.

Elain having been on the precipice of an orgasm, crested just after a few strokes of his cock. Her body shook as he fucked her through it, pulling his fingers from her mouth and replacing them with his lips.

A string of spit followed his fingers, but he didn’t care as he crashed their lips and teeth and tongues together in a bruising kiss.

Yanking himself out of her, he grabbed her off the table and set her back on her feet. Twisting her around, he bent her back over, raising her hips.

Elain felt her release drip down her thighs, and then Az’s fingers stroked through her still-spasming entrance, collecting the slickness and bringing it up to her back hole. She moaned as he fingered her rosebud, head bowing. “Are you going to fuck me there?” she asked, shaky from the intensity of her last orgasm.

“Do you want me to fuck you here, love?” he inquired, voice guttural.

She moaned as one of his fingers slipped inside, gently thrusting in and out of her ass. “Yes.” The word was purely a whine.

Azriel made some deep, throaty sound, leaning over her body to kiss her shoulder. “Such a good girl for me. Letting me do the most sinful things to you.” He bit the junction of her neck, sucking a mark into her skin that had her sighing at the tingling feeling. “One day, I will claim your ass, Elain Archeron,” he all but growled. “But not today. I don’t have the proper equipment with me at the moment for your first time.”

Elain flipped her hair over her shoulder to look at him. “Promise?” she cooed.

A groan rumbled from his chest. “Fuck me, Elain. You will be the death of me someday,” he snarled. “I promise to fuck your ass until you’re limp with pleasure.” Without waiting for a response, he sheathed himself back inside of her, hips snapping into hers until the room echoed their skin slapping skin and heavy breathing.

Her fingers dug into the velvet grass of the table, and when he wrapped her hair around his other wrist, tugging it until she was arched, Elain couldn’t stop the pathetic whimper from escaping her.

“You have the tightest fucking cunt, baby,” he moaned. “Fucking you is like a dream every time.”

She couldn’t even form words to respond; only able to clench around him until he swore.

Picking up his pace, he brushed his lips to the shell of her ear, commanding her to let go.

And let go she did. Screaming, Elain ripped into her pleasure from both his cock and his fingers. Some slur came out of her, though she couldn’t tell if it was his name or just a bunch of sounds jumbled together. It may have been both for all she knew.

Azriel’s thrust became sloppy as he chased his own high. Slamming into her a final time, he came, teeth clamping onto her shoulder over the mark he already made and intensifying it.

They both collapsed onto the table, Az’s weight adding to the table edge that dug into her hips, but she was too far gone into her hazy pleasure to care.

He gave her one more gentle stroke, causing her to whimper before he tugged himself out.

The loss of him had her clenching around nothing, but she felt their combined releases dripping from her convulsing pussy,

His fingers made quick work, swiping the mess up and shoving it back inside of her. “Hold that in for me,” he growled.

She was barely coherent enough to process his words, but she managed to do as he ordered.

“Hang tight,” he murmured, dropping a kiss to her sweat-soaked back.

Truth be told, Elain wasn’t able to move an inch. She was too tired, too sated to even think about getting up off the table. She heard fabric sliding down his legs as he shucked off the rest of his clothing, and then she was being gathered up into his arms and carried up the stairs to the master bathroom.

Azriel gently set her on the counter, making her hiss from the cold porcelain as it touched her heated skin before he set about starting the bath. They stayed in the tub far too long as they slowly made love again in the warm water, Elain riding him and christening yet another room in their new home.

~~~

She woke the following morning before sunrise, internal clock off from the two-hour time difference compared to Velaris. Carefully, Elain slipped from Azriel’s arms, smiling at the grunt of protest he let out. His hands reached out searching for her body. Tugging the sheets up to his shoulder, she went to the dresser and pulled out undergarments to put on.

Grabbing the silk robe he surprised her with, Elain slipped it on, tying it at the waist before quietly closing the bedroom door behind her and making her way downstairs.

She put the coffeepot on, poured herself a mug, and added her creamer that was somehow, already in the fridge. Azriel must’ve had someone come in and stock the fridge with necessities. They had ordered a pizza to be delivered last night, neither having the energy nor desire to go out for dinner after their multiple rounds. They managed to christen the game room, their master bathroom and bedroom, their private balcony under the stars, and the kitchen/dining areas after eating some much-needed food.

Elain perched herself on the couch facing the ocean, tucking her feet under her, as she watched the sunrise in glorious shades of orange, pink, and gold. It was much warmer here than in Velaris at this time. She was perfectly comfortable in her bra, underwear, and silky robe. Elain basked in the warmth and beautiful sights for a good hour before she heard movement upstairs.

Soon enough, Azriel was coming down the stairs bare from the waist up. His grey sweatpants hung deliciously off his cut hips giving her a perfect view of his Adonis belt, defined abdomen, and beautifully swirling ink over his muscled chest and shoulders.

He leaned down and kissed her softly. “You weren’t in bed when I woke. I had plans to give you the proper wake-up call this morning.” His voice was still heavy with sleep, taking on a rasp that had her toes curling beneath her.

“Sorry, my love. My clock is still on Velaris time. Plus, I wanted to watch the sunrise.”

“Why didn’t you wake me?” he asked her curiously.

“Because you don’t get enough sleep as it is. And you looked too peaceful to wake.”

Azriel’s eyes traveled down her form, taking in the robe she wore; how it split at the top revealing much of her chest. He reached down and slipped his fingers into the fabric, parting it even more to see what, exactly, she had on underneath. Those deft fingers gripped the tie and pulled, opening it up for him to see her in another matching lace set. He groaned, head tipping back towards the heavens. “You’re going to kill me in this outfit, El.”

Her nipples hardened at his words and a smirk tugged at her lips. “Perhaps you should take it off, then.”

He sank to his knees in front of her, large, warm hands, gripping her thighs and untangling her legs from underneath her. “Two rounds this morning. I have a lot planned for us and we need to get an early start.”

Surprise lit her face, not having realized he planned a whole day for them. Though, she shouldn’t have been shocked seeing as this entire trip was completely his doing. “What are we doing today?” she asked, sucking in a breath at the heated look in those amber eyes.

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” he murmured before ripping her panties down her legs and settling between her thighs. “But first, breakfast.” Throwing her knees onto his shoulders, Azriel feasted on her until she was coming on his tongue.

Two hours later, they were dressed, fed—properly this time—and stood outside on the driveway arguing.

“Azriel, I’m not getting on that deathtrap,” Elain said, arms crossed over her chest.

His first surprise of the day was a motorcycle. A fucking motorcycle. She stared at him in disbelief as he tried to coax her onto the back of it.

“El, love, my sweet,” he tried, using nearly every pet name he had for her, “this is the best way to view the city.”

She rolled her eyes at the attempt but didn’t budge. “Do you know how many people show up in the emergency room from a motorcycle accident? How many die from it?”

He sighed. “Those people likely don’t give the vehicle the respect it needs to be ridden—”

“And what about the other people on the road who don’t respect them?” Elain interrupted.

“Do you think I would do anything to put you in danger, Elain? I promise you that you’ll be safe with me on this. Please, just give it a try. I know you’ll love it.”

She hesitated, arms dropping uselessly to their sides. “I’m in a skirt, Az.”

“So? You’ll be pressed into me. Nobody will see a thing.”

After a few moments of them staring at each other, he finally snapped, “For god’s sake, Elain. Get that cute butt on the damn bike so we can get to our next stop on time.”

She narrowed her eyes at him for the words, but it was exactly what she needed to take a hesitant step forward. Then another until she was standing right in front of him and letting him put a helmet on her, snapping the clip under her jaw.

Azriel flicked the visor down over her eyes and guided her onto the bike behind him. “Hold on tight,” he told her, starting the engine.

It roared to life and she wrapped her arms around him, grabbing ahold of his belt and the waistband of his jeans as he gently kicked off the ground and slowly drove out of the driveway and onto the street. Elain squealed, tightening her hold on him as he sped up.

They drove through the city, taking in the sights and all its offerings. She hated to admit it, but he was right. Viewing the city from the back of the bike was incredible. The feeling of the salt air as it whipped at her skin, the glistening ocean to her side, were balms to her soul. She felt free as they rode through the bustling city.

He pulled onto the pier, parked, and shut off the engine before helping her off the bike. Unclipping his helmet, he hung it on the handlebars, then moved to remove hers. A dazzling smile took over his face at the sparkle she knew was shining in her eyes. “How was that?”

Rolling her eyes despite the stupid grin, she lied, “It was awful. I hated it.”

Azriel laughed. “Your face says otherwise, love.”

She giggled, feeling young and carefree. “Fine. It was fun. Exhilarating, even. You were right about it being the best way to take in the city.”

A self-satisfied smirk pulled up the corner of his lips. “I’m thrilled you enjoyed it.” He kissed her, tugging her close to his body. “Come on,” he murmured, grabbing her hand in his. They walked down the pier taking in the sights and sounds of the carnival located at the end.

They shared a cookies and cream milkshake, though Az only had like four sips of it and left the rest for her. Finally, they reached the end of the pier where a giant, modernized Ferris wheel stood.

Elain planted her feet when Azriel tried to tug her forward. “A Ferris wheel? You know I’m terrified of heights.”

That damn smirk appeared on his lips again. “You were also afraid to get on the plane and the motorcycle, but you did. And did you not tell me it was fun just an hour ago?”

“But that was different!” she spluttered.

He crossed his arms, raising a brow into his dark hair. “How?”

She stared at him like a petulant child, but she knew he was right. There wasn’t a difference between her facing those fears and this one.

“I promise you’ll love this. That Ferris wheel gives you the best view of the city. And the ocean. It’s beautiful. Plus, you’re completely enclosed in the glass container, so you have nothing to fear.”

Elain grumbled a “fine,” letting herself get pulled into the line. The pods could hold up to twenty people each, so it took no time in reaching the front.

Handing a wad of cash to the person working, Az told him, “We want this pod to ourselves. That should cover the fee of a full group, plus pay for the twenty people behind us.

The worker and Elain both gaped at him, but it was the kid who was handed the cash that stuttered, “Y—yes, of course, Sir.”

He escorted her into the glass enclosure, letting the doors snick shut behind them. Guiding her to the other side that faced the ocean, Azriel sat her down and took a spot next to her.

It was completely private, not able to see into the one above them or below. And with the bottom half of the glass frosted, they were nearly hidden from anyone at ground level.

Twisting her head, she looked up at the male next to her. “Why did you do that?” Elain took his hand in hers as the wheel started to spin, sending them to the next spot while the pod below them was cleared out and re-loaded.

“Hmm?” he asked, glancing down at her.

“Why did you pay off the kid to give us this entire pod? What was the purpose?”

He leaned over, kissing her cheek. “Because I wanted to experience this moment privately with you. Is that such a bad thing?”

She shook her head, golden-brown hair swishing with the movement. “No, I suppose it’s not. It does make us look like rich assholes, though.”

Azriel tipped his head back and laughed, exposing the strong column of his throat. The ink tattooed upon the base of it. The sunshine enhanced the golden hue of his skin. He looked stunning in the light.

When the ride lurched again, she gripped his hand tighter.

“I also requested it so I could help you through your fear.” He placed his scarred palm on the upper part of her thigh, fingers dangerously close to her center.

“Azriel,” she hissed, trying to close her legs, but was unable to with his grip. “We are in public.”

“Technically,” he started, sliding his hand further between her legs, “we’re in a private pod that nobody can see into.” Gripping her knee, Az hooked her leg over his, spreading her for him.

The next movement had Elain sucking in a breath, releasing his hand, and grabbing at his forearm. Her nails dug into his skin, not that he seemed to mind.

He stroked her over the fabric covering her, doing a 1-2 swoop with two of his fingers. “Relax,” he whispered. The touch had her legs spreading apart, giving him ample room to work. “Close your eyes.”

Her head fell to his shoulder as her body shuddered. A small whimper passed through her parted lips as she did what he said, eyes shutting.

Azriel kept touching her until her underwear was damp and then slid them to the side to plunge his middle finger inside of her. Twisting his body, he threw his arm behind her shoulders, pulling her snuggly against his chest as he worked her, murmuring words of praise into her ear.

“You’re such a good girl, Elain. Look at you, facing your fears with my hand between your thighs.” His lips pressed into her hair, just above her ear. “Fuck my fingers, baby.”

And she did, withering against his hand, desperately looking for the high he was drawing from her. Her hips thrust forward, searching for the friction on her clit. “Az,” she mewled.

His thumb gently pressed down on where she needed it, but he didn’t give her what her body so desperately craved. “Easy, baby. Take it slow.” He drew small, tight circles on her clit, sending bolts of pleasure cascading through her.

She felt it in her fingers, her toes, running up and down her spine.

Lost in her thoughts, in the pleasure she was receiving, Elain stopped thinking about the movement of the Ferris wheel until Azriel breathed, “Open your eyes.”

Somehow, she cracked open one eye and then the other and looked out at the expansive, glittering, blue ocean. Her breath came out in short pants, but she couldn’t deny the beauty of the sight before her.

“Look at you, at the top without a care in the world.” Azriel peppered kisses to her head, and her cheek, twisting her face to meet her lips with his. “My beautiful, strong, sexy girl.”

Her head tipped back against the crook of his elbow. “Az, please.”

He hushed her, curling the finger inside of her. “Soon, baby.” He waited until they started to move again before he really started working her, stroking her so deep that his ridged fingertip grazed the smooth patch of skin that had her moaning. His thumb focused on grazing her clit, adding a delicious amount of friction that finally sent her hurtling over the edge.

Fusing their mouths, Azriel swallowed her cries, helping to cover up the fact that she was orgasming in public and making it seem like they were just making out.

Elain was panting when they reached the bottom and blinked dazed eyes open just as he pulled his finger from her twitching pussy, using his hand to clean her up as best as he could, and then proceeded to suck his digits clean.

“You are filthy, sir,” she managed to get out.

He just smiled greedily down at her. “It’s not my fault I crave you every goddamn minute of the day.” He nodded his head towards the ocean in front of them. “And look. You’re riding now without a hint of fear.”

It was true, she realized, as the Ferris wheel made its second trip around. She had no qualms about looking out or being high in the air. “Sneaky trick,” Elain muttered, pulling her leg from off his lap. “But I am going to need to find a bathroom when we’re finished to clean up.”

A heated look glazed over his darkened eyes. “I could get down on my knees and clean you up with my tongue if you want me to.”

It wasn’t a question and fuck her if she wasn’t tempted to say yes. But they were already at the top and coming back down and knew they wouldn’t have the time. Plus, his head between her legs was more obvious than his hand. “Down, boy. You’re going to get us caught.”

The expression on his face told her he didn’t give a shit about getting caught. Azriel thought she would be the death of him, but boy was he wrong. He would one day kill her with those heated looks and sinful smiles.

“Give me your panties.”

Her face heated. “What?” she squeaked.

He raised a brow imploring her to listen to him.

The fact that she couldn’t say no to him should’ve concerned her, but it only made her ache for him even more. Shakily, she grabbed the hem of her underwear and tugged them off, handing them to him.

Azriel balled the fabric, working quickly to wipe at her center, cleaning her up, and stuffed the garment into his pocket.

She stared at him. “You expect me to go commando?”

He shrugged. “Looks like you have no choice at this point.”

“My skirt is flowy!” she hissed. “Any gust of wind and I will flash everybody!”

“Guess you shouldn’t have worn a skirt—”

“You picked this outfit out…” Realization dawned on her. “You fucker, you planned this!”

“Such language,” he mused. “I should put you over my knee for that.”

Heat rushed between her thighs at the thought and Elain crossed her legs.

That wicked grin spread onto his lips, noticing how his words affected her. “Interesting…”

The look on his face promised sinful delight, something they could not explore with their current predicament. “Let’s get lunch after this,” she said instead, deterring the subject to somewhere safe lest she let him do something incredibly reckless. Moreso than what he just did to her.

He definitely saw the change of direction and let her have it. For the most part. “Perfect,” he purred sounding more like his brother than himself. “I just had the most delicious appetizer.”

Blood rushed to her cheeks, but she couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up from her chest. “You’re truly wicked, you know that?”

“Very much so, baby,” he grinned.

Oh boy, was she in a lot of trouble with this one.

They were sitting at a café along the edge of the ocean. Getting off the pier had been challenging as the wind whipped around them. Elain ended up gripping her skirt in two handfuls and pinning it against her legs. Azriel, the bastard, smirked the whole way back to the motorcycle but took pity on her when she awkwardly tried to climb onto the back of the bike, helping her tuck her skirts under her legs so it wouldn’t blow. Despite how much he was clearly enjoying this, she knew that Az was very territorial when it came to her and would absolutely not be okay with anyone seeing her naked.

They gorged themselves on seafood, Elain ordering a shrimp scampi and Azriel a seafood medley. They were each nursing a glass of white wine when they heard his name being called.

“Azriel!”

Twisting around, they saw a couple walking towards them. Both the man and woman were stunning, with rich skin tones and strong builds. But what was most striking was their bleached hair color that looked too natural to be dyed. She assumed it was a genetic thing that they both must’ve shared, meaning they likely were related.

Upon closer inspection, Elain noticed that they had similar features that confirmed there was some distant family resemblance. The man, however, had startling turquoise eyes while she had deep brown ones.

“Tarquin,” Azriel greeted, rising out of his seat to shake hands with the man. “Cresseida, it’s nice to see you again.”

Tarquin…the name was familiar… And then it hit her. This was the man whom Azriel had spoken so fondly of. Whom he partnered with for his business.

Her boyfriend indicated to her. “Please let me introduce you to my girlfriend, Doctor Elain Archeron.” She reined in her smile at the whole doctor thing. He really was insatiable. “Elain, this is Tarquin, the owner of Summer Systems, and his cousin who does all the actual work at the company, Cresseida.”

Ah, so she had been right about the family resemblance then.

Tarquin seemed to catch his astonishment at the girlfriend introduction, schooling his features to shake her outstretched hand. “It’s lovely to meet you,” she said. “I’ve heard a lot about you and your company.”

“Funny,” Cresseida said, her tone of voice a bit sharp. “We had no idea that Azriel had a girlfriend. Or that he was even in a relationship.”

Elain saw it for what it was. A test to see how well she could handle the hostility and function in a role at Azriel’s side. “Yes, well he’s very private. And not one to gloat.”

A snort cut through the tension and her eyes shifted to the man in question, seeing the utter delight in her hazel irises.

“I like her,” Cresseida announced, surprising even her.

Tarquin shook his head at his cousin’s antics. “Since you’re in town, you two should come to the company party tonight. We’re doing a celebration over our partnership. Something I wanted to give the employees for their hard work in getting everything finalized.”

She saw the refute on Azriel’s face, knowing he had told her this was a vacation and not for work.

“I appreciate the offer,” he began, but Elain interrupted him.

“We’ll consider it.”

All three of them looked at her, surprise clear in the raise of Az’s eyebrows.

“Well,” Tarquin began, amused by her outspokenness. “I hope to see you both there. Azriel, I’ll forward you the invite so you have the details.” Clasping hands with her boyfriend, the cousins bid them goodbye.

Once they were alone, Azriel asked her, “I thought we said no work on this trip?”

She shrugged a single shoulder, taking a sip of her wine. “We did, but I thought maybe it could be fun.”

His phone dinged with an incoming message. Glancing down at it, he read the text out loud. “It’s semi-formal.” Meeting her gaze, he smiled. “Looks like we need to go shopping.”

~~~~~

Azriel was pinning his cuff links when Elain stepped out of the closet in the most alluring dress he had ever seen her wear. It wasn’t just the sexy cuts exposing the middle of her torso from the crisscross front, nor the open back and the high slit hitting just below her hipbone. It was the various shades of blue, the most prominent of them being cobalt, his absolute favorite color, despite being partial to wearing black.

She gave him a shy smile. “Can you zip me up?”

The crossed straps zipped between her shoulder blades, and then a second zipper ran from below her ass to just past the swell. The cuts of the dress allowed the cute dimple of her back to show.

Gripping one zipper, he tugged it up and then the second. “You look stunning,” he murmured, kissing the backside of her head.

“Thank you, handsome,” she answered cheekily.

Gods he wanted nothing more than to slowly peel her out of that dress, but he loved seeing her in it too. Shrugging on his suit jacket, he took Elain’s hand, and out they went.

The party was gorgeous, hosted at a restaurant with a large patio area that had been rented for the evening. Twinkly lights were strung across, giving a romantic glow to the air. Dinner consisted of three types of fish, potatoes, and a green salad. It was one of the best dishes he had ever tasted.

Now, he and Elain were slow dancing with a few other couples, her hand in his, head tucked into his chest.

Her fingers stroked the hair at his nape.

“I love you, Azriel,” she whispered, almost as if she was afraid to break the trance that fell over them.

He looked down at her, surprised by the sudden declaration. “I love you too, Elain.” Unable to help himself, he leaned his head down to kiss the top of her head. Even with the heels, she was still several inches shorter than him, the top of her head only coming up to his jaw.

She hummed in contentment, melting further into his embrace.

They danced for a while longer before he asked her if she was ready to leave. He could see the exhaustion that lined her eyes, even if she tried to hide it from him. They made their way over to Tarquin to bid him goodbye.

“I’m glad you two could come. You’re more than welcome to join us or visit anytime.”

Azriel smiled, glancing down at the woman tucked under his arm. “Well, you might just see us more. We’re buying a house here. A summer home for us to vacation at. And to stay when I’m on business.”

Pure delight lit those bright, turquoise eyes. “That’s fantastic! Congratulations to you both. It’s been a pleasure to welcome you into our partnership and get to know you. Both of you.”

“It was great to meet you, as well, Tarquin,” Elain murmured from her sleepy state.

The other man gave him a knowing look. “I’ll let you go so you can get her home. Let me know the next time you visit. I’ll host something at my house.”

“Thanks, Tarquin,” Azriel answered, shaking the man’s hand.

He managed to get Elain into the car, but as soon as it started moving, her eyes drifted shut and she slept the whole way home. Az looked at her peaceful, sleeping form, and thought that he couldn’t wait to ask her to be his wife.

~~~~~

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Cross-Checked ~ Chapter Eight

Andy Barber x OFC Leighton "Leia" Andrews

Summary:

Andy Barber is having the best year of his life. His game is on point. It’s gets to play with his best friend and his fiancé just... dumped him?!.

Reeling from a sudden change in status, Andy decides it’s time to just focus on hockey. Until his best friend's sister comes out with news that rock the entire organizations world.,

Andy has always carried a torch for the untouchable Leighton but in her hour of need, is now the time to shoot and score or risk getting cross - checked again?

Warnings: Cheating (but not by the MCs); slow burn; friends to lovers eventually; SMUT!; pregnancy; jealousy; handsome goalies, evil exes...

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Chapter Eight ~ Nothing But Lies ~ Andy/Leia

Andy

I feel like I have been here before.

I’m pretty sure I’ve been here before.

The pain in my back is getting worse the longer I stay in this position. I finally pry my eyes open and am blinded with pain. Why is my room so bright? And why am I so uncomfortable? I blinked a couple of times and realized, I’m on my couch. I slowly sat up. What the fuck happened? My mind runs throught the previous night. I remembered watching Leia and Jeremy and then heading to the Red Line. I frowned as I remember Stella being there but then, nothing really.

“Oh, you’re wake.”

I snapped my head up (which was a terrible mistake) and saw Leia coming down the stairs, fully dressed. Oh shit, there was a game today. I scrambled for my phone before Leia stopped me.

“Its ok Andy, its only eight. Practice is at ten. I’m going to make some coffee.”

I sat back with my head on the cushions. Fuck, being hung over for the second time in three months is not a good look for a captain of an NHL team. I took a moment to breathe before Leia came back in with two mugs. “Thanks,” I muttered.

“Wanna talk about it?” She took a sip, looking at me.

“I’m fine.” I took a sip and avoided her gaze.

“Ok, why are you getting drunk the night before a game? That isn’t like you, Andy.” The look on her face was breaking me. But how can I tell her? How can I tell her that her new boyfriend is a tool bag and I’m so in love with her, it kills me to see her with her. What do I say? How do I tell her about what I overheard in the locker room a couple of weeks ago.

Two weeks ago...

“That is such a sweet shot you took on Ullmark,” Luke said, laughing as he and Andy walked down to the locker room.

“It’s all in the wrist,” I replied with the pretend flick of the wrist. “Are we heading to the bar after?”

“Yeah, Cubby said she’s be our designated tonight after the game.” Luke high-fived me when they heard laughing coming from the locker room. They were about to burst in when they heard Swayman’s voice.

“Dude, she had a thing for me. When I was talking with her on the plane, she was playing hard to get. But I know, she’s into me. I’m gonna ask her out.”

“You really want to ask out the assistant captain’s sister?” Andy could hear it was Ullmark. “Is that wise?”

“Why not? You heard Andrews. He gave his blessing.”

“That’s because he doesn’t know your reputation.”

“He knows. I’ve been with him at the bars and stuff. He was just as bad before he met Miranda.” He heard him chuckle. “I just want a taste. She is sexy as hell and I can feel like she is a devil in the sheets.”

“You better make sure that Barber and Andrews don’t hear you talk like that about her.”

“What is Barber going to do? He’ll ruin his friendship with her which is ok by me. I just want a piece of her. Fuck her and leave her. Make it look a mutual thing so there’s no bad blood. Trust me, I’ve done this before and I’ll do it again.”

It took everything in Andy to restrain Luke.

It took everything inside of Andy not to tell Leia.

Present

I lied.

“Fiona called and she was trying to convince me we should make another go at it. I told her to fuck off but it messed with my head. Got to drinking to numb the feeling.”

I lied big time.

“Oh Andy,” Leia came to sit next to me and held my hand. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here for you.” She leaned over my shoulder. “She is the worst.”

I never wanted the feeling of her body pressed against mine to ever stop. “Yeah, I know. I’m not even sure why I answered the call.” I am a complete asshole for lying to her but the truth would hurt her more and I can’t do it.

“Well, I’ll be home tonight after the game. You don’t fly out until tomorrow so we can relax tonight, ok?” She gave me her smile, the one I go weak over.

“It sounds like a plan, Princess.”

I have to remind myself that he is my teammate and I can’t fuck with that. It would screw everyone else and I can’t do that.

But boy, do I want to.

Practice went as practice goes but my head was not in it. Warm ups for the game are the same and I know everyone can see it. Its obvious, especially when Swayman looks at me with concern. “You ok, Cap?”

“I’m fine,” I mumble, lacing up my skates. “Leia told me what happened. Thanks for helping her.”

“It’s no problem.” He frowns. “But everything’s ok?”

“Fiona called.” Yep, maintaining that lie. “It just got to me. I just want to skate.” I pushed past him and start taking laps on the ice. I know Luke knows the lie because Leia told him. But I can’t face him. I can’t face anyone. My heart is broken right now and I just can’t do it.

The game is a tire fire right from the start.

I can’t focus. I just see Leia and Jeremy and the happiness on her face and it makes me sloppy. So sloppy that coach has to bench me in the third period, probably for safety reasons. I sat there, watching the game, knowing that if we lost this, it would be my fault. Luckily, Luke was able to take control of the team and pull out the win.

I was sitting in my stall, trying hard not to show emotion. I just wanted to go home and cuddle with Leia. I just wanted to be with my girl.

Fuck.

She's not mine.

I’m still totally fucked.

Leia

15 Weeks

The last few weeks with Jeremy had been amazing. He is such a gentleman. We had the road trip right after for ten days and Jeremy made it a point to sit across the aisle from me so we could talk. He would carry my bag when we got off and made sure that Stella and I are safely in our rooms. In the mornings, he would bring me a tea, make sure my gloves were on and then hang out if he was done for the day.

We would go out every couple of days, some days I just can’t from how tired I was. I still hadn’t told him about the baby. I spoke with management and they agreed to modify my duties but it was up to me on who I told. I love the Bruins.

The only thorn in my side is Andy. He’s been distance since my first date with Jeremy. Not just distant but angry even a little hostile. I’ve noticed that sometimes he is sharp at practice with his teammates, especially Jeremy. Its so unlike him. I decided to text Luke to see if he knew anything.

Leia: Do you know what’s wrong with Andy Luke: No Leia: You are so helpful Luke: Seriously, I’ve asked and he says nothing Luke: You know Fiona called Leia: its still from that? Luke: I guess so Leia: I guess I’ll talk to him to see what’s up

I frown at my phone. Its near 8 pm and Andy still isn’t home. Its weird for him not to come home after all of his meetings and stuff but lately he’s been coming home later and later. Sometimes, especially on days when I got out with Jeremy, I won’t see him until the next day. I decided to cancel plans with Jeremy and head home. I sit in the living room, reading when I hear his car pull up. He walks in. “Oh, hey.”

“Hey Andy. How was your day?” My voice is super sugary sweet and Andy narrowed his eyes at me.

“What’s going on? Why are you talking to me in your ‘I’m pregnant and don’t feel good so can you help me’ voice?” Andy crossed his arms over his chest. Normally I would find this very attractive, because he’s still in a dress shirt and slacks, and fuck, focus Leia!

“Just realizing that I haven’t seen you around much.” I smiled softer at him. “I missed hanging out with you.” Andy snorted and went to grab a beer. He had been drinking a little more than usual. “What? Don’t you miss hanging out with me?”

“Of course, I miss hanging out with you. I didn’t realize that you and Swayman were not serious and that you would be home more often.” He took a long pull.

“Jeremy and I are fine. What is the matter with you?” My tone was sharp.

“Me? I’m not the problem. I’m giving you space to grow in your relationship.” He raised his hands and move towards the stairs. “I’m going to bed.”

“You can’t do this Andy. We live together, we’re roommates...”

“Yes, Leighton, we’re roommates. Doesn’t mean I have to share everything with you or acknowledge your relationship.” I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. “Oh, here we go, the crying.”

“You’re being such an asshole right now Andrew. You are not like my best friend right now.” I wiped at my eyes furiously.

His face turned angry. “A best friend? You want me to be a best friend to you. Fine! Jeremy is not this great guy you think he is. He’s a douchebag and a womanizer. He’s going to hurt you and you’re just planning your entire future with him and your kid.”

“You’re just jealous because I’m finding happiness with him. I’m moving on unlike you!”

“That’s rich, moving on. You’re not going to move on with Swayman.”

“That’s not your decision!”

“I’m not deciding anything. Its facts; you’re not going to find what you are looking for with him.”

“Stay out of my life Andrew. I’m happy and that’s all that should matter.”

“He’s going to hurt you and I’ll be left to pick up the pieces again. Just like your high school boyfriend and just like Bret. You can’t even see what’s right in front of you. You keep choosing fuckboys when you could have something better. I don’t know why I would think you would look at the bigger picture with Swayman. He’s a fuckboy hockey player just trying to sleep with you so he can say I fucked my teammates sister. You are just a warm body to him and you’re too stupid to see it.” His words vibrate against the walls and his face falls with realization. “Leia...”

My heart cracks at his words, his mean and awful words. “Fuck you! I fucking hate you!”

I ran past him up the stairs and slammed the door, locking it behind me. I slide down to the floor and sobbed. I’ve never had a real fight with Andy but he’s so wrong. Jeremy and I are just starting. Things are different this time and I know it.

I woke up the next morning, my eyes sore and raw from crying. Its still early but I can’t face Andy again. I got up to shower, using the hot water to loosen my muscles. As I’m drying my hair, I stand in front of the mirror and gasp.

Between my hips is now a distinct bump. I grab my phone and check my pregnancy tracker. 15 weeks, one day. My bump popped and now there is no way to hide this. I can get away with it while I’m out because of jackets and scarfs but at work I tend to wear leggings and sweaters. I run my hand over my belly as I stare in the mirror. Hi baby, I croon softly. I move to open the door to tell Andy but I stop.

He lost the right.

I sneak out the house and head to the coffee shop for my morning tea and muffin. I work on my notes for work when my phone chimes.

Jeremy: Morning beautiful Leia: morning handsome Jeremy: so since we bailed on dinner last night, can we try again tonight Leia: I would love to

I smile as I think about the date with Jeremy. And then my smile falls. I don’t know how I can hide my condition. I have to tell him about the pregnancy. But maybe I should wait.

Perfect.

Andy isn’t home when I get there so I take advantage of it and start getting ready. I put on a fit and flare type dress with stockings and booties. My nice coat and scarf will hide my secret until I’m ready to talk to Jeremy. He’s prompt like always and we head out.

I’m nervous because this is like date four and every romance book has told me that by now, the man is hoping to get lucky. And I would, I totally would follow this except I feel so uncomfortable in my body. Having Andy and Stella tell me all the time that I look gorgeous is just getting to my head. What if he is grossed out about my body? What if he finds me repulsive? My mind is spiraling.

“Everything ok Leia?” Jeremy smiled at me as he placed his big hand on my thigh. His finger are long and I can feel the warmth, strength and roughness in them. A hard working man.

“Yeah, just upset about Andy is all. He’s still being closed off and that’s unusual for him.” There was no way I would tell him what Andy said. That would be just asking for an argument. “He’s never been so distant before,” I say before smiling. “But, I’m going to let it go because I’m excited for our date.”

“Good. I was thinking of just going to Lou’s for pizza and North Park has those Christmas lights up. Could be really pretty. “His fingers are dancing over my skin and it feels so good and distracting.

“Sounds like the perfect night.” God, I am falling hard for this man.

After pizza, he drove us to the park for the festival of lights. As we are climbing out, Jeremy hands me a soft ball. I look at him curiously. “Because I know you forgot them.” I open the bundle and its a pair of mittens. I blush because I did forget and I look down. Jeremy touches my chin to lift my head. I look into his eyes and all I see is kindness. “Its ok, beautiful. Its our thing.”

Our thing.

Swoon.

As we walk around, all the twinkling lights are setting a mood of romance. An aphrodisiac of scents fills the air from the food stalls. Jeremy gets some hot ciders to keep our hands warm as walk trough. “Ok, Halloween or Christmas?” he asks.

“Christmas. I don’t like to be scared.” I shudder at the thought. “Plus why does it involve so many spiders and clowns. Spiders are poisonous and they are creepy. Clowns... well, clowns eat people and just no.” I take a breath and look at Jeremy’s face. His face is surprised and unmoving. “What?”

“That is the most passionate speech I have ever heard about Halloween.” He burst out laughing. I huff with mock indignation and cross my arms, hip jutted while he is bent, hands on knees trying to calm himself. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he says wiping his eyes. “Sweetheart, are you afraid of spiders and clowns?”

“It’s not funny.” I pouted at him and begin to walk away.

“Sweetheart!” Jeremy chases after me and pulls me to him. “I’m sorry,” he says with puppy eyes.

I can’t be mad at this man. “It’s ok,” I say softly.

“Let me make it up to you.” He smiles. “Let’s go back to my place, I’ll start a fire, some hot cocoa, we can cuddle on the couch.” He kisses me softly. “What do you say beautiful?”

Shit. He’ll try to touch me and he’ll know. He’ll know and I’m not ready. I’m not ready for this bubble to burst. “I would love to but I have a six am call with a club in England. I need to be up early and presentable, at least, from the waist up.” I smile. “But that sounds amazing. Maybe another night?”

“Of course, sweetheart. I like that you are working to conquer the world.” He kisses my cheek and whispers, “maybe one night I can dominate you and take you to places you never knew existed.”

I blush as he gives me a sexy smirk. Refusing this man is hard.

And I don’t know how much longer i will be able to delay it.

Its been a week since Jeremy has asked me to go home with him and I know now my time is up. My baby belly is growing and I don’t want to lie to him. I ask him to lunch and he said he would meet me at a cafe near the house. I bundle up as the falls weather has now turned to the colder side. It also helps with the bump hiding mission. I’m putting on my coat when Andy walks by. “Going out?”

“Yep.”

“Princess...” he face falls at the lack of energy in my voice but I don’t want to hear it.

“Nope.” I walked out the door and drove to the cafe. Jeremy is sitting there in a hoodie and jeans, his black peacoat over the chair. He looks like a goddamm snack. “Hey!”

“Hey sweetheart!” He gets up to kiss me on the cheek. “Its cold today.”

“Yeah, winter is coming,” I say with a giggle.

“Nice,” he smiles. We order and chat but the more I chat the more i start to get nervous. I mean, how do you tell the man you are seeing that you are pregnant with another man’s baby? Now he can tell something is wrong because he asked me something and I completely spaced. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Leia, you are a thousand miles away. What’s going on?”

I take a breath and hope for the best. “I need to tell you something.”

“Okay,” he says slowly. “You can tell me anything.”

“So, I’ve been dealing with some life altering news for a few weeks now and I didn’t know if I should tell you earlier because I hadn’t finished making some decisions.”

He frowns. “Is everything ok? Are you sick?”

“No, not sick. Just... pregnant.”

Swear I feel like a pin could drop and I could hear it. Jeremy’s face froze and I know, this is the end. Finally, he says, “you’re pregnant?”

I nod slowly. “Yeah, I didn’t know if I was keeping it or what I was going to do but I decided that I wanted the baby. I’m sixteen weeks pregnant. I told management last week but I needed to wrap my head around it and I needed to tell you because I know you want more with me and I just couldn’t while lying.” He still sitting there, not moving a muscle. “Say something, please.”

“Wow.” I blink, not sure what he is going to say. “I mean, wow, that’s big news.” He takes a long sip of his drink as I try to blink back tears.

“I understand if you don’t want to keep seeing me...”

“No, that’s not it, sweetheart.” He takes my hand. “I just need a moment to process this.” He smiles. “You’re gonna be a mom.”

“Yeah. Its big but I’m determined to give my baby the best life.”

He smiles. “Anything I can do to help, ok? Just let me know.” He cups my cheek. “I believe in you, sweetheart.”

Its exactly what I needed.

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All By Myself

pairing: dom!Letitia x independent!reader

warnings: none really, slight flirting, some sex talk

a/n: OKAY. First fanfic in forever! Should I do a Pt.2? It would be hella smut ofc. Give writing tips, I’m always open to constructive criticism!!!

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It was Friday night and you were exhausted from your work week. Boring paperwork was never any fun, but being a corporate baddie had its perks. For starters, the bank to do what you please, as you please. And what you wanted tonight was a long night out doing things you probably shouldn’t. But that’s the fun of being 23 with no kids, no girlfriend and no responsibility. Your life was all yours.

As you sit in the vanity and wrap your long black hair around the flat iron, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself in the mirror. Your long legs spreading out to your chocolate thighs were met by your toned torso. Saying you were beautiful was an understatement and you knew it. Couple beauty with your intelligence and unmatched work ethic, and there wasn’t a woman in this world who could compete with Y/N. You should be proud of all you accomplished, and happy with your life path thus far. And yet, something was missing. Let your mom tell it, you were growing cobwebs down there. You’d been single for two years and focused solely on your bag. And yes your mom is proud, but she always said that reaching the top would never feel comfortable if you had no one to share it with. She was right, you were slowly finding out. But your ex had broken your heart two years ago when you’d found out she’d cheated.

Memories of your ex began to filter through your mind.. the sweet kisses, the flowers, the dates….the sex…suddenly, it seemed the liquor you’d downed twenty minutes ago was finding its home at your core. Your legs rub together finding the perfect pressure against your clit while you finish the last few curls. You have got to have this thirst quenched, and maybe you’ll find satisfaction again.

After touching up your makeup, you pull the black shimmering dress over your body. The cut outs on the sides highlight your almost carved out waist. Anyone would want to snatch you up with one good look at you. You slip your heels on and your phone begins to ring. It’s your best friend and you answer immediately,

“Hey Y/N, I got Kai and Lita in the car, we outside”

“Here I come!” You say before grabbing your clutch and heading out.

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As you strut inside, the strobe lights are swinging, the music is pumping and you’re met with hundreds of bodies grinding against each other. Your best friends grab your hand and immediately pull you over to the bar.

“Four shots of tequila!” Kai shouts at the bartender and hands him her credit card. This wasn’t new for them. Typically your besties are out every Friday night. And by Saturday morning you were making omelettes and tending to their hang overs. But tonight, you needed to indulge. As the shots are poured, you take a moment to scan the crowd. Nothing out of the ordinary is happening, but you make eye contact with with a striking pair of brown eyes. Immediately, your stomach jumps and you feel a shiver run down your spine. There, across the room, is the most attractive specimen you’ve ever seen. Slender, muscular frame, hair cut low on her sides with curls like low hanging fruit in front of her chocolate brown eyes. Her skin like Hershey chocolate and you can feel your arousal settling in your stomach.

“Girl are you gonna drink with us or stare at randoms all night?” Lita shouts over the music.

You break the eye contact to turn to your group of friends and grab your shot glass. The four of you raise your glasses, tap them on the bar and swallow them in one gulp. Shots two and three are done the same way, and soon you’re losing the stress of your work in the music. You make your way to the dance floor, smiling goofily before dancing with your friends.

Temptations, it’s knocking on your door

And you’re waiting on me

baby, won’t you hold me close

Baby, I’ll go wherever you go..

As the tempo slows and one of your favorite songs come on, a pair of hands find your waist. The smell of oak and hints of mahogany filter through your nostrils and whoever you’ve deemed your dance partner is, intoxicates you without trying. You’re swaying slow and sensually to the music. And as your back is pressed against the chest of someone you’ve deduced is at least two inches taller than you, you look down at their hands to see silver rings adorn their knuckles. It’s a woman. And my god she knows just what to do with you. So you return the favor. Pressing your ass again her pelvis you grind slowly, relishing the feel of her hands caressing your skin. She’s found a home in the cut outs at your side, and your skin is almost begging for her to roam lower.

And I don’t understand baby,

why can’t you

wait. for. me?

You’re working up the courage to seduce the woman when you feel a pair of lips on your ear.

“You are a breath taking woman. My name is Letitia…but you can call me Tish” the woman whispers huskily in your ear. The name sounds familiar, but you can’t pin point where you’ve heard it before. Before you can ask, her skilled hands spin you around, pulling your arms up around her neck before resting right in the cut out above your ass. She can feel almost immediately that you’ve opted out of underwear. And as you finally make eye contact with the chocolate orbs that held you earlier, you notice her eyes darken as she smiles cockily, her silver grill peaking underneath her bottom lip.

“Y/N…and your name sounds familiar.” You speak lowly. Your bodies can’t possibly get any closer. You can feel her hand finally inching to your ass cheek and she gives it a light squeeze pressing your pelvis against hers. The interaction is discrete, and your friends have fully submerged themselves in the crowd leaving you two fully immersed in the moment.

“Don’t worry about it being familiar, you’ll know it soon enough” she smirks cockily. And you can only imagine what she’s thinking.

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You and Tish spend the rest of the night with each other. She’s invited you and your friends to her section but she keeps you occupied in the corner. She’s comfortably placed her arm behind you and the other hand rests on your knee.

“I come here pretty frequently. Why is this my first time seeing you?” Tish questions. She quirks a curious eyebrow as she lifts her drink to her lips and takes a sip. If there was any chance she could get more attractive, she’s done it. You watch her eyes drop to your lips and carry themselves to your breast before meeting your eyes again.

“I’m a working woman Tish. You caught me on a night where I needed the relief most.” You respond.

“Well thank God I did.” She states, catching your eyes again as she takes another sip. The desire in your stomach had expanded by now and it didn’t go unnoticed. Tish had noted everytime her thumb caressed your knee, your legs would adjust. A tell tale sign of sexual tension that was pent up and needed to be released. She found it amusing that you would pretend to be so interested in the conversation and wondered what exactly your pretty head had conjured up. She was already thinking of the ways she would please you. And by the fidgeting in your body, she knew you were ready to take everything she had been waiting to release herself.

“Let me ask you something Y/N,” she spoke. You tilted your head waiting for her to go on.

“How long has it been?” She asks catching you off guard. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion as you take note of her cocky tone. Tish leans forward, sliding her hand underneath just the hem of your dress while she continues sliding her thumb across your skin.

“How long has what been?” you ask. You knew exactly what she was asking, but if she was so confident in asking, she would be just as confident telling you what she wanted from you. But she’d definitely have to work for it. You weren’t going to be an easy nut to crack.

See, as a corporate baddie you had learned a few things. Being a young black woman in a position surrounded by mostly white men in suits, you were forced to come out of your shell. The timid Y/N had long disappeared and in her place stood a woman who knew her worth. Knew her charm and skills could elevate the weakest departments, and people were no different. You took pride in stepping into your power and loved the thrill of barking orders. It wasn’t that people feared you, it was that they trusted you when they were struggling. And the fact that is was you who stepped up and made problems disappear, boosted the hell out of your ego.

But you did wish that sometimes you didn’t have to be the front runner. Sometimes you’d love to be able to trust someone else with complex problems and have faith they’d follow through. You longed to sit back and enjoy life while someone else ran the show, letting you enjoy the fruits of your labor. The problem is, nobody else was a match.

“Y/N, you’re a smart girl-“

“Woman.” You interjected.

“You’re a smart woman,” she began again,

“I know you’re a smart woman, so you don’t have to play coy with me sweetheart. How long has it been, since you’ve had someone properly satisfy you..?” she finished. You could feel her heated glare settling on you and it lit a fire in your stomach that had your lower lips beginning to glaze. Boldly, you lean forward until your lips are resting against her ear. Your hand is placed directly between the breasts peaking out of her buttoned shirt, index finger toying with the gold chain strewn across her clavicle. The heat from your breath reaches her ear as you speak lowly,

“Satisfaction is for amateurs, my love. Like most things, I can do that on my own,” you pause sneakily before lightly tugging the chain around her neck so that she has no choice but to press her body flush against yours,

“I like to see stars in the dark. So to answer your question, it’s been a while..”

And as you lean back to get a good look at what you think should be a shocked face, a tattooed hand clasps your cheek. Suddenly her lips are pressed against yours. There’s a dominance to the kiss unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. The hand that was on your cheek is back at your hip, holding you in place while she continues her attack on your lips. It’s fierce, primal even, how she devours every breath you’ve taken since you entered the club. Her teeth graze your bottom lip, and as you gasp at the feeling, she takes the opportunity to explore your mouth with her tongue. She tastes like whiskey and the sensation sends your core a message that you may find yourself in an entanglement that sets your soul ablaze.

In your drunken haze, she parts from you just enough to find your ear and whisper, “Do you want to get out of here?” You’re still dazed from the kiss you two shared. Heart beating double time as you try to steady yourself and think, but at this point, your brain is mush. Your body is putty in her hands and you’re ready to show her exactly what you’re capable of so you nod breathlessly. Shooting your friends a signal that you’re leaving, Tish stands and straightens her clothes before grabbing your hand and making her way out of the section. You were certain that this was going to be a one and done situation. As most of your partners hadn’t been able to show you the “attention” you needed during sex. Tish, on the other hand, had been eyeing you all night, and had the perfect remedy for your behavior.

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jj-nhlgirly · 1 year

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Summer of Love:- Insecurities

Jack Hughes x F!Reader

AN:- thank you for the request anon, I hope you enjoy!! I used google translate so I apologise if any of it isn’t 100% accurate 🫶🏼 ALSO I KNOW THAT JACK AND THE BOYS ARENT PART OF THE US TEAM ANYMORE BUT WE’RE ALL GONNA PRETEND THEY ARE 🙌🏼

TW:- mentions of toxic ex’s, hate comments and death threats, swearing, I believe that’s it if I’ve missed anything please let me know.

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It had been a few days since “shark week” as Jack so eloquently put it, had been and gone. Both Jack and Mackenzie glad it was over, as much as Jack loved Mackenzie there was only so much he could do when she’d burst into tears over seemingly nothing.

Mackenzie was relieved that she’d finished just before the world friendlies, Jack and the boys were due to leave in two days. The girls were unable to attend the first match as the Scooby gang were due to arrive at the lake house in 4 days time.

Mackenzie was sitting on the window sill in their bedroom looking over the lake thinking about Jack, how upset to be away from him she was going to be, but proud beyond belief at everything he had achieved. How incredibly lucky she was to have him in her life, to call him hers, sure Mackenzie had dated boys before Jack came along but no one had ever made her feel the way he did, in her mind there was no competition, no comparison, he was it for her.

A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts, Mackenzie turned her head in time to see the door being pushed open, Skylar popped her head through. “Hey Bambi, can we talk?” Skylar asked slowly, walking into the room. “Hey Sky, course we can” Mackenzie patted the space next to her, “what’s up pickle?” Kenzie asked. “I want to say I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. The way I acted was so wrong of me and I don’t know what came over me. Well actually I think I do, I think I was worried that I was loosing you to Jack, that you’d forget about me like dad did. It’s no excuse for the things I said and I don’t think that about you at all. I’m so lucky to have you as a big sister, a best friend and a role model. Everything you’ve done for me, and continue to do for me is amazing. I’m so grateful to have someone like you in my life, to guide me, protect me, be there for me no matter what. I know that you’ll always be a phone call away, day and night no matter what time it is.” Skylar finished.

Mackenzie sighed, “it still hurt to hear that Sky, do you know how disrespected I felt? How disrespected Jack felt? I’ve always valued your opinion, you know that. You knew how worried and nervous I was for you to meet Jack, I wanted you to like him, to get along, because if you didn’t then I wouldn’t have carried on dating him. It’ll always be you, Kaylee and I against the world and nothing and I mean nothing will ever get between us because I won’t let it. Just because I’m dating Jack, doesn’t mean I'm gonna stop being your sister. I will always be there for you but I can’t and I won’t let you disrespect Jack like that, not after he’s been nothing but incredible to me, I love that boy to death and I won’t let you ruin that” Mackenzie said firmly. Skylar nodded, “I know Kenz, and I’ve already apologised to Jack.”

“It’s gonna take time for me to forgive and forget about it all, but we’ll get there, and as long as you and Jack will try to get along again hmm? Can’t have my sister and my future husband not getting along” Mackenzie teased. “Future husband? You two might as well be married now” Kaylee teased as she walked in. Kaylee walked up to the two girls, giving each of them a cuddle and a kiss on the head before dragging them both downstairs to the boys.

“Finally!” Mackie exclaimed, “oh please Mack, we weren’t even waiting that long” Ethan defended. “Waiting for what? Where’s Jack?” Mackenzie asked as she scanned the room not seeing him, “I’m right here babe” Jack walked in from the kitchen. Mackenzie bit her lip, damn he looked good today she thought.

“We were thinking about going out for the day, before we leave for worlds” Trevor explained. “Sounds fun, what did you guys have in mind?” Kaylee asked. “Erm well we could go bowling?” Luke suggested, “oh yeah! Or mini golfing?” Mark suggested, “or skating?” Mackie joined in, “Boys, boys” Jack said, gaining their attention, “as much as they all sound fun, you’re forgetting Kenz only has one arm” Jack laughed as he gestured to Mackenzie, who waved her good arm up.

“Which makes activities we can all do limited” Quinn added, “and as much as skating sounds fun, I’m not confident in my ability to skate with one arm, I’m not trying to break the other arm here boys” Mackenzie laughed, causing everyone to laugh as well.

“We could go to the beach?” Luca questioned, Jack looked at Mackenzie unsure, “I’ll be fine at the beach I just can’t go in further than my knees in the sea” Mackenzie reassured. After agreeing to the beach, everyone made their way upstairs to change into bathing suits and pack some beach supplies. Entering their bedroom, Jack headed to the closet as Kenzie sat on the bed.

“Jack?” Mackenzie called as she laid back on the bed, “mhm” Jack hummed in acknowledgment as he picked out some swim shorts, moving onto Kenzie’s side of the closet to pick out a bikini for her. “I love you” Mackenzie spoke lovingly, “I love you too” Jack repeated before walking back over to the bed, climbing on top of her.

“Mhm well hello” Mackenzie mumbled as Jack leaned down to kiss her, “mhm, don’t think I didn’t see the way you were looking at me downstairs” Jack mumbled against her lips. Mackenzie smiled before wrapping her arm around his neck pulling him closer, “not my fault you look so hot today” she mumbled back.

“Really?” Jack pulled away, before being pulled back in, Mackenzie heating up the kiss by sliding her tongue across his bottom lip. Jack parted his lips to allow her access, their tongues fighting against each other for dominance. Jack placed his hands on her waist slowly sliding them up her torso, as his lips made their way across Mackenzies face and down her neck, sucking on her sweet spot.

“Mmm Jack” Mackenzie moaned out, wrapping her legs around his hips to pull him closer to her, grinding against Jack’s crotch. “Jack please” Mackenzie whined as he pulled away, “we can’t right now baby, we need to get ready” Jack sighed. Mackenzie whined again as Jack climbed off her, starting to get changed. Kenzie sat up walking to the closet to pick out her bikini as Jack got distracted.

“You’re so mean, you know that Rowdy?” Mackenzie huffed as she began getting changed. Jack laughed as he pulled his swim shorts on, “how am I mean?” Jack laughed again as he saw her huff when she couldn’t tie her bikini bottoms, walking over to help. “You get me all going, and then you shut it down. AGAIN, you do it all the time” Mackenzie pouted, Jack sighed knowing something else must be going on.

“What’s up baby? What’s really going on?” Jack pulled her into a cuddle. Mackenzie relaxed instantly into his arms, “I’m just gonna miss you, and I don’t want you to forget about me” Mackenzie mumbled, Jack however couldn’t hear her, “what was that baby?” Jack pulled her face away from his chest but before she could repeat herself there was a knock on the door.

“Are you two ready? We could use Jack's help loading the car, some of the boys have gone to the store up the street for some snacks and drinks for everyone” Quinn spoke, Mackenzie sighed, “yeah that’s fine, Jack’s ready.”

Mackenzie turned away from Jack far quicker than normal and didn’t even give him a second look before walking into the bathroom. Jack furrowed his brows, a feeling of dread and guilt washing over him as he left to help his brother. Mackenzie’s actions seeming far too familiar for Jack. Quinn noticed the anxious look on Jack’s face as he left the bedroom. “You ok Rowdy?” Quinn asked, “yeah fine, what needs moving?” Jack asked as he made his way downstairs.

Meanwhile in the bathroom, Mackenzie was attempting to tie her hair up, and put on her bikini top, shouting for Kaylee to help her. “Well hey wifey” Kaylee smirked as she walked into the bathroom. “Hey” Mackenzie mumbled, Kaylee frowned as she tied Kenzie’s neck bikini strings up. “What’s up Kenny-bear?” Kaylee asked, moving onto the back strings, “Just worried about Jack” Mackenzie mumbled.

“Why, He’s fine isn’t he?” Kaylee asked confused, “yeah, yeah he’s fine. I mean I'm just worried about being away from him. The girls love him, that's no secret, and whilst our relationship is public that doesn’t mean some girls are gonna respect that, what if he forgets about me? Find someone better?” Mackenzie rambled.

“Girl… do you remember your name? Your birthday? Who am I?” Kaylee checked Mackenzie’s temperature. “Kay what are you doing?” Mackenzie swatted her hand away. “Oh so you haven’t been possessed or woken up with amnesia” Kaylee teased.

“What?” Mackenzie looked back at her confused, “if you think that boy is gonna forget about you, you’re stupid. Yes he gets a lot of online attention from the female fans but he doesn’t care what they have to say, or what they do to get his attention. And maybe if you weren’t so busy drooling over him everytime he walks into the room, you’d see how he’s looking at you and only you.” Kaylee finished as she tied the hair tie around Kenzie’s hair.

“It’s not Jack I’m worried about, it’s the fan girls. You know what it was like when we became public, it was a wild time in the comments. The hate comments, the death threats, the threatening to harm you and the Scooby gang, what if for some of them it’s not a threat anymore. What if something happens at a game?” Mackenzie stresses as the girls head into the bedroom. Kenzie grabs her yellow beach bag laying it on the bed, as she reaches for two towels, suncream, her sunglasses, Jack’s sunglasses, Jack’s devils hat, and their Bluetooth speaker. After packing everything, Kenzie throws on an oversized T-shirt before they head downstairs to join half of the boys and Skylar.

Walking past the living, Mackenzie and Kaylee could hear Skylar talking on the phone. “Hey Mama... nein, Mackenzie geht es gut... sie ist oben... wir gehen bald an den Strand... Ich bin mir nicht sicher... Ich glaube, er geht in ein paar Tagen... Ich kann Kenzie holen, wenn du willst... Kaylee ist hier... nein Mama, Jack’s hat sich um uns gekümmert... ja Mama” Skylar paused. “Hey mom... no, Mackenzie is fine... she's upstairs... we're going to the beach soon... I'm not sure... I think he's leaving in a few days... I can get Kenzie if you want... Kaylee is here... no mom, Jack’s took care of us... yes mom”

“Does mom wanna talk to me?” Mackenzie asked as she walked into the living room. “Möchtest du mit Mackenzie sprechen? Ja, Sie ist hier” “would you like to talk to Mackenzie? Yes, She’s here” Skylar asked on the phone, "Ja Mama, ich liebe dich auch.” “Yes mom, I love you too” Skylar passed the phone to Mackenzie before walking with Kaylee outside.

“Hey Mama, Ist alles in Ordnung?” Mackenzie spoke to her mom. “Hey mom, is everything ok?” “Hey Schatz, alles ist in Ordnung. Ich vermisse nur meine Mädchen, wie geht es Kaylee” “hey honey, everything’s ok, I’m just missing my girls. How’s Kaylee?” Angie spoke.

“Ich vermisse dich auch, Mama. Kaylee geht es gut, sie ist draußen und hilft beim Laden des Autos” “I miss you too mom, Kaylee is fine she’s helping load the car” Mackenzie replied. “Gut, wie geht es Jack? Freut er sich auf Welten?” “Good, how's Jack? Is he looking forward to worlds?” Angie asked.

“Oh, er wird nicht aufhören, darüber zu reden, es ist wirklich süß” “Oh he won’t stop talking about it, it’s really sweet!” Mackenzie replied, looking over at Jack as he stood in the doorway. “ Mama, Jack ist hier, also muss ich gehen. Ich liebe dich und rufe dich später an”“Mom, Jack is here, so I have to go. I love you and will call you later”

Mackenzie informed her mom, “Ich liebe dich auch, Süße” “I love you too, sweetie” Angie replied before hanging up.

“Is everything ok?” Jack asked as he walked into the room. “Yeah everything’s fine, mom was just missing us. She’s not used to the house being so quiet” Mackenzie laughed. “I mean with us” Jack stated, grabbing Kenzie’s hands.

“Jack, baby we’re fine. What are you talking about?” Kenzie looked up at him confused. “Nothing doesn’t matter. Let’s head out before they send in Kaylee” Jack faked a scared look, “JACKSON ROWDEN HUGHES, MACKENZIE REESE HAVENER MOVE YOUR ASSES” Kaylee shouted from outside, causing the couple to burst out laughing before heading outside themselves. “THAT’S STILL NOT MY NAME, YOU KNOW THAT!” Jack shouted back.

Mackenzie walked out first, as Jack turned to lock the door. Quinn grabbed the beach bag off Mackenzie placing it in the trunk, before walking to the driver's door. Jack led Mackenzie over to his car, opening the front passenger seat for her. After climbing in and buckling up, Mackenzie turned to look at who was occupying the back seats. Ethan and Luca smiled at her, whilst Skylar was resting her head on Ethan’s shoulder playing with his fingers.

Mackenzie turned back to look at Jack as he backed out of the driveway, “so Jack how are you feeling about the friendlies?” Luca started up a conversation. “Yeah, it’ll be nice to see the boys again. I have a good feeling about them, our team this year is looking so promising! I’m getting to wear the C again which still feels weird” Jack spoke excitedly.

“Alright Jack calm down, it’s not even an official tournament” Skylar laughed out causing Luca and Ethan to chuckle. Mackenzie frowned when she saw the look on Jack’s face. “Well I’m still proud, no matter if it’s official or not” Mackenzie smiled hoping to reassure him.

Jack stayed quiet for the rest of the journey as the boys and Sky chatted amongst themselves. Mackenzie reached to grab his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, Jack glanced at her briefly before focusing on the road. “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours Jacky?” Kenzie asked, looking worried.

“Nothin’” Jack replied, concentrating on the road. Mackenzie sighed, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles, “we both know that’s a lie bubs” Kenzie stated. Jack didn’t respond, instead he pulled the car into park before climbing out, pulling Kenzie’s door open for her as he walked to the trunk.

Mackenzie sat still for a second, furrowed brows as she looked out at the sand. “Kenz? You ok?” Ethan asked, leaning forward. Mackenzie jumped, before groaning, “uggghhhh fuck Ethan whyyyy.” “Shit I’m sorry, are you ok?” Ethan worried.

Mackenzie breathed heavily, gritting her teeth, “mhmm” she hummed out. Ethan looked over at her worriedly, glancing as she grabbed her ribs, “J-Jack!” Ethan shouted climbing out the back seat. “Jack’s not here, what’s wrong?” Skylar called back. “What?!” Mackenzie climbed out of the car, and began walking toward everyone else. She was confused, worried, Jack had been acting off, he was never off with her. Mackenzie was trying to think of anything that she’d done to upset him but came up empty.

“Hey sunshine” Kaylee hugged her but moved away quickly when she yelped, “kenz?” Kaylee questioned. “Ethan made me jump and I jolted my rib. I'll be fine” Kenzie smiled, “now where’s Jack?” She began to scan the group for him.

“Jack? I thought he was with you?” Kaylee began looking around confused. “He was but he disappeared, I’d figured he was here” Mackenzie spoke before catching a glimpse of the back of Jack's head, it seemed he was talking to Luke and Quinn.

“Hey Kay he’s over there” Mackenzie tapped her best friend to get her attention. Quinn looked in the girls direction, before saying something to Jack and Luke, causing the boys to turn to look at them. Mackenzie and Kaylee made their way over, Mackenzie leaning up to kiss Jack as they stood in front of them, Jack however turned his head so her lips landed on his cheek. Mackenzie flushed in embarrassment as Luke cleared his throat, Mackenzie stepped away and began heading further down the beach to help set up as Kaylee stayed back, giving Jack a look before following. Kaylee wrapped her arm around Kenzie when she caught up, rubbing her shoulder comfortingly.

“I dunno what his problem is, but he’s leaving in 2 days and I wanted to make the most of the time we have as I’m not gonna see him for 6 days” Mackenzie sighed. “I know babes, I know. He’s not said anything to me but maybe he’s just worried about the friendlies? It’s a big responsibility being captain we know that more than anyone” Kaylee replied kissing Kenzie on the head just before they reached the umich boys.

“Do you know what’ll cheer you up?” Kaylee smirked. “Wine?” Kenzie laughed, “no— well yes but I was gonna say an improv photoshoot but we can do both” Kaylee laughed. “Hmm ok you’ve sold me, which first Lady Johnson?” Kenzie spoke in an awful British accent, “hmm wine first Lady Havener, always wine first” Kaylee replied back carrying on the joke, both girls cackling as Kaylee reached into the cooler pulling out a bottle.

The girls moved just to the right of the boys, spreading out so everyone had a seat. Mackenzie glanced back at Jack, who looked worried but talking to Trevor. Mackenzie frowned at her boy, Jack wasn’t like this, he wasn’t a worrier and Mackenzie made a mental note to talk to him later about it.

Kaylee cracked open the wine, taking a swig out of the bottle before passing it to Kenzie. “And what wine have we got today Lady Johnson?” Kenzie asked, carrying on the joke, “well my dear, it’s a lovely vintage—20–15 bottle of Malbec made with the finest grapes, it has—- a sweet vanilla undertone— with a hint of citrus best— paired with rich red meats” Kaylee spoke, pausing at times as she read the label.

Kenzie shrugged and took a swig, “I can’t lie that slaps, where did we get this from?” Kenzie asked as she read the label. “I’m not sure, I think Quinn brought it” Kaylee replied, reaching to drink again. After passing the bottle back and forth as they talked mindlessly about anything and everything, they soon finished the bottle. Mackenzie laughed as Kaylee struggled to stand up in the soft sand, “oh that’s right, laugh it up. I’ll remember that!” Kaylee laughed along.

“Come on sexy you can do it!” Trevor shouted across the group, “oh fuck off Trev, now isn’t the time!” Kaylee huffed out sending Mackenzie into another laughing fit. Kaylee finally stood, reaching a hand out to help Mackenzie up.

“Aww you’re still gonna help me up even after I laughed at you?” Mackenzie pouted as Kaylee pulled her up “It’s in the contract babes” Kaylee winked. “Now it’s photoshoot timeeeeeee” Mackenzie shouted before walking off to find a good spot. “Well you heard the lady, we’ll be back” Kaylee promised the boys.

After laughing and posing for pictures the girls headed back to the group, Mackenzie walking over to Jack and Trevor. “Hey trev, mind if I borrow our boy for a sec?” Kenzie asked, “yeah course” Trevor stood, wiped down the sand from his shorts and left.

“Hey Jacky” Mackenzie sat down and leant her head against his shoulder. Jack sighed, “hey baby” he mumbled. “What’s going on with you bubs? And don’t say nothing” Mackenzie mumbled against his shoulder.

It was quiet for a few minutes as if Jack was trying to figure out what to say. “Jack, baby, if you don’t wanna talk to me about it or you’re not ready to, I understand. Just please don’t push me away, I wanna help” Mackenzie reassured him.

“It’s not that I don’t wanna tell you, I’m just worried that you’ll think the same as she did” Jack sighed out. Mackenzie furrowed her eyebrows, “she?” Kenzie questioned. “Holly” Jack hummed out, Mackenzie was even more confused, “who’s Holly? And what does she think? Well thought?” Mackenzie was beginning to panic.

“Holly was my ex-girlfriend, we broke up nearly a year before I met you. It wasn’t a good relationship at all, she’d belittle me about the most random shit, constantly trying to rile me up against my brothers. Comparing me to nearly everyone we knew, made me feel dumb for getting excited about things, even getting drafted. She told me it was pathetic how excited I was and I guess Skylar telling me to calm down about the friendlies kinda brought it all back” Jack explained, picking at the skin of his thumb, a nervous habit Kenzie had picked up on within the first few months of dating.

“Jack, why didn’t you tell me? I’m so sorry you went through that, you didn’t deserve that. No one deserves that, but hey you’re here. You’re better off without her, you wouldn’t have met me if you didn’t let go. Can I let you in on a little secret?” Mackenzie reassured him, Jack nodded.

“I love how excited you get over the little things, hearing you ramble about the things you love is one of my favourite things in the world. I love how passionate you are, I’m in awe of how talented you are, how humble you are, how truly incredible you are” Mackenzie praised, kissing his cheek.

Jack sighed, “what did I do to deserve you?” He thought aloud. “You were just yourself bubs, that’s all you ever need to be, I don’t care if we’re living in a cardboard box eating cold spaghetti o’s. I’ll still love you just as much as I do now. All I need is you and your love” Mackenzie spoke lovingly.

“You’ll always have my love angel, I still can’t believe you’re mine” Jack kissed her head, “you better believe it lover boy, and if you don’t… well I’ll just have to prove it to you later” Mackenzie teased.

“Now what do you say, are we gonna start this bbq before someone burns the beach down?” Kenzie laughed standing up, reaching an arm to help Jack up.

“Kenz?” Jack grabbed her arm, “hmm” Mackenzie hummed in response.

“I love you” Jack whispered, Mackenzie gave him a beaming smile, “I love you too.” She leant down to kiss him.

Walking back to the others, Jack seemed more relaxed, Trevor shot Mackenzie a knowing look before smiling at Jack. “Jack, can you please for the love of god help them with the grill?” Skylar pleaded. “Yeah, what do they need help with?” Jack walked over to them, “no you need to turn the ignition on” Jack sighed.

“Get you a man who can grill, am I right?” Kaylee teased Kenzie. “Hmm get you a man who can provide” Kenzie hummed back. “Is there anything he can’t do?” Kaylee jokes. “You don’t wanna know the answer to that” Mackenzie deadpanned, causing Skylar to fake gag, “didn’t need to hear that, thanks for the trauma.”

“Hey! Kaylee asked, don’t blame me!” Kenzie exclaimed, “and I regret it” Kaylee faked a disgusted look.

“Babe, can you pass us the hot dogs?” Jack looked over his shoulder at Kenzie. “Yeah, which cooler are they in?” Kenzie asked as she walked to them. “Erm, I think the orange one?” Trevor questioned. Kenzie reached into the cooler pulling out the hot dogs along with the burger as they’d no doubt want them as well before walking back over.

“Here you are babe, anything else” Kenzie asked, kissing Jack's cheek. “Nothing at the moment” Jack replied. Kaylee passed Jack a bottle of water, “looked like you needed one” she explained.

“Quinn do you wanna put some music on?” Skylar suggested as she passed him the speaker, connecting to it Quinn selected a random playlist before turning the volume up. Flowers started blasting from the speaker causing Jack and Mackenzie to shoot their heads up at each other before smiling, it was the first song Jack and Mackenzie ever danced to. “I’ll bring you flowers in the pouring raiiinnn” Kenzie sang, “living without yoouuu is driving me insane” Jack sang back smiling.

Kaylee smiled, remembering that night and how happy Mackenzie looked dancing away with Jack. Kaylee shook her head as Mackenzie started slowly dancing and singing to the music, before joining in. Soon everyone was dancing to the music, laughing and joking around, Jack smiled at them, dancing carefully as he was still grilling.

Jack started serving the food, grabbing a plastic plate to share with Kenzie before assembling their burgers with the toppings he knew she liked. “Here you are my love, one cheeseburger with extra pickles, ketchup, mustard” Jack listed before pulling her into his lap as he sat on the sand. “Mhm looks delicious babe, thank you” Kenzie held her wine up, “cheers to our favourite grill master Jack.”

Kaylee clinked her bottle against the empty one Kenzie was holding, before taking a swig after Kenzie. “How many bottles have you two had?” Trevor questioned, “this is bottle number two, which is pretty tame for us” Kaylee responded winking at Kenzie.

“Hmm thanksgiving was a tragedy” Skylar butted in from her seat in Ethan’s lap, “what happened on thanksgiving?” Mackie asked. “What happened? Oh I’ll tell you what happened, these two thought it would be a good idea to drink the entirety of the wine collection in Kaylee’s dads shed, eat the whole pumpkin pie and then ride around the neighbourhood on Frasers electric scooter shouting my happiness is chronic but my ass is Iconic and beyoncè is my mom” Skylar listed, Kaylee and Kenzie looked at each other before bursting into laughter.

“It was the night before thanksgiving actually, severely hungover and many breakdowns later we made a new pie” Kaylee defended. “Please tell me you have videos” Jack pleaded, “hmm I have a whole album dedicated to their shenanigans” Skylar smirked.

“No!” Kenzie exclaimed in horror, “not Kaylee’s birthday!” “Oh especially Kaylee’s birthday” Skylar smirked.

“You weren’t even there!! How do you have videos?!” Kaylee exclaimed in protest, “I have my sources, plus it was all over your socials” Skylar explained, “ok but Mackenzie rode that bull like no other, like babe I was mesmerised” Kaylee praised, “not the only thing I’m good at riding” Kenzie laughed.

“Really Kenzie?” Luke asked, looking disturbed. “Mhm” Kenzie winked at Jack who laughed.

After cleaning up the food and utensils, everyone decided to dip in the ocean, Mackenzie standing just so the water would hit her knees, Jack standing behind, wrapping his arms around her.

The couple laughed as Kaylee and Skylar had a chicken fight with the help of Ethan and Trevor. Mackenzie sighed in content watching everyone have fun, “life would be so dull without them huh?” Jack hummed out, “you wait till they meet the Scooby gang” Mackenzie laughed. “Oh god yeah, you lot are on another level” Jack chuckled.

“It’s crackhead energy at it’s finest” Mackenzie replied, “you’re the calm in the storm around them, you keep us balanced” Mackenzie added, “someone’s gotta make sure you lot don’t get arrested for something dumb” Jack laughed.

“Hmm but you love it” Mackenzie smiled, “I do, I really do” Jack said as he leaned down to kiss her.

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Kenzie.Havener a lil wine and an improv photoshoot never hurt nobody 🥲💓

📸 :- @Kay.Johnson

jackhughes beautiful ❤️

Kenzie.Havener I love you ❤️

jackhughes I love you ❤️

Kay.Johnson damnn am i a good photographer or what? 👀😜

Kenzie.Havener THE best 🙌🏼 silent appreciation for photography classes junior year 😌

Kay.Johnson 😔🤫

trevorzegras I wondered where the wine went 🤔

jackhughes no you didn’t, we all knew where it went 😏😂

Skylar.Grace ✨thanksgiving✨

Kenzie.Havener BLOCKED 🚫

Frey.Lodge not the thanksgiving slander 😩😂

Olivia.Autumn we don’t talk about it 👀

Chase.Lukas it never happened 👀💀

Jaden_Roman it was a figment of our imaginations 👀

Maddy.Elizabeth I was there and it was a wild time 😩😏 wasn’t it pumpkin? 😉

Kay.Johnson ok now that was uncalled for 😩😂

jackhughes HOW do you all know about it? 😒

Cody_Griffin it. Was. All. Over. The. Groupchat 🙌🏼😔

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Kay.Johnson shoutout to trevorzegras for taking fake couple pics with me, thanks homie 🙌🏽🫶🏽

Special throwback to ✨thanksgiving✨

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Kenzie.Havener for anyone wondering the second picture is our reaction to finding Frasers wine stash 😏😜

jackhughes I-I- I’m speechless 😶

trevorzegras is the first picture what I think it is? 😩👀

Kay.Johnson it is indeed 😏

_quinnhughes it’s giving a cry for help 💀

Frey.Lodge Idk how many more cries for help they can give 😩

Maddy.Elizabeth Kaylee’s birthday is the biggest one for me 😩🙌🏼

Kenzie.Havener i rode that bull like a damn pro, get in line 💅🏼

Jaden.Roman I’m still speechless at that, the ✨talent✨

Cody_Griffin it was ✨absolute perfection✨

Preston.Thomas the best mechanical bull rider in the west 💅🏾🫶🏾

trevorzegras do i get boyfriend points for the couple pics? 🥹

Kay.Johnson better you get a gold star ⭐️ and some 2 day old popcorn ☺️

trevorzegras better than nothing I suppose 😒

Kay.Johnson i can take the gold star back 🤨

trevorzegras no! No I’m sorry 😨

Kay.Johnson mhm that’s what I thought 😏

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