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non!idolsunghoon x fem!reader (feat. jaemin and jisung from nct)

“think i need someone older, just a little bit colder”

synopsis: sunghoon is your brother’s friend who you’ve grown up with, but now you guys share lingering kisses and quiet touches.

warnings/content: written in third pov. suggestive content! tension. sunghoon gets jealous and possessive (who’s surprised). he’s also very confident in here. age gap (reader is 18). introverted y/n. cursing and not proofread.

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 5.4k

a/n: fictional characters — dae (jungwon’s boyfriend), min-su (heeseung’s girlfriend), and ji-woo (jake’s girlfriend).

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current song playing: older by isabel larosa

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

0:39 ─────|────────────── -1:37

it was a normal, sunny day in the house of y/n and her brother. it had only been the two since their parents had left town for the week.

“hey, i’m gonna have my friends over. stay in your room,” the male said to her.

she gave an eye roll along with a disgusted look in return. “whatever, its not like i talk to your friends,” but she did.

her brother’s friend group consisted of heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon, jaemin, and jisung. the enhypen members had been his long term friends ever since they were little — he met heeseung at the age of 10 and a few years along the way, the 02z liners popped up.

as they grew older, their group expanded when they came across jaemin and jisung in their high school years. ever since then, the group’s been growing and improving together.

with y/n’s brother meeting each boy at such a young age, the girl grew up with them as well. in such luck, her eyes trailed to jaemin. he was always so sweet to her that it caused her heart call to be for him and only him.

well, possibly not just for him.

when y/n got older, she realized that jaemin remained to just be a childhood crush. he was still the same guy she knew him as, but she just grew out of the fond memories she shared with him.

instead, she found herself to constantly look at sunghoon quite more often than she’d think.

she started to see him in a different way. the boy would always go back to the house with her brother after soccer practice, and just little gestures exchanged between the two sent heart throbs.

as time passed, she became more flustered around him — in which caused her to come to terms with the fact that she did like him. but they grew up together, they watched each other mature into the person they were.

that acknowledgement didn’t stop them though.

it had been a party thrown by her brother for who knows what; and one thing lead to another, and sunghoon had randomly admitted his feelings.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ — flashback

“you’re really pretty, you know that?” hoon uttered out in the silence, alcohol slightly reeking out of him.

y/n’s cheeks burned with red as she became flushed. “what?? that’s so random??” she tried to laugh off how awkward it was but only caused it to become more tense.

it was only the two of them in her room. the party was coming to an end with goodbyes, and sunghoon apparently needed his book back that she had borrowed, so they went to her bedroom (it was just an excuse).

when he received the object, he denied the request to go back out there as his social battery was running out (another excuse).

the boy just wanted some alone time, who can blame him?

“i’m serious,” hoon murmured. he turned to face her as they remained to be sitting on the edge of the bed, legs touching and feet near each other.

“uhm.. thank you?” she replied, emphasizing her question mark at the end.

he gave a light chuckle, showing his wide grin as he said, “why’d you say it like that?”

y/n quickly scrunched her brows together, giving a swift shrug to her shoulders before she replied, “i don’t know?? how else am i supposed to thank you?”

“with a kiss.” his lips crashed against hers in an instant. she was taken back for a second but melted in once she felt the tug of his lips.

he pulled away not too long after to let the longing for another sink in. a grin played on his lips, fully amused of her flustered state.

“you just kissed me..,” y/n raised her hands to her lips to graze where his lips had touched hers just seconds ago.

“i like you loser, you haven’t noticed that?” sunghoon said with a chuckle. his brows raised up as he continued to watch her try to find her words.

her mouth opened to speak but nothing could come out. he truly made her at a loss for words with the sudden surge of confidence he had to kiss and confess.

“guess you’ve just been too busy gawking at jaemin huh?” his lips curled into a smirk afterward, causing the girl to hit his shoulder.

“shut up!” they giggled together before the door had suddenly boomed open to the sight of her brother in a drunken state.

“hey.. it’s my friend, sunghoon and my sister, y/n! what are you guys doing?” he slurred out with fluttered eyes.

she rolled her eyes at him while trying to slowly back away from the boy she had just kissed. “oh god, you’re drunk, aren’t you?”

“no bro, my tolerance is good.” his feet soon stumbled down and so did his body. the stupid male fell down to the floor with how drunk he was.

“oh my god…,” she mumbled, giving a heavy sigh as she kneeled down beside him.

sunghoon softly laughed at watching how the siblings interacted.

“sorry..” she slightly whispered to him as she shook her brother who was on the floor.

“it’s okay y/n, we’ll talk soon.” he blinked his eyes in reassurance as he walked over to his friend. “rest well dude,” a soft pat was made to the boy on the floor as hoon smiled and walked out her bedroom door.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

they haven’t talked as much since then.

and as much as y/n’s brother denied it, he was protective of her and sunghoon knew that. he had a younger sister himself, so he understood.

he always remembered the words of her brother that echoed in his head — “y/n’s my little sister, she’s off limits.”

in retrospect, they specifically went out to jaemin as y/n’s name always rolled off of his tongue.

but sunghoon liked the girl. he always did. watching each other grow was something special as he admired from afar.

when she got to an older age, he found it difficult to get her out of his head. they were three years apart though and he acknowledged that, so he tried to move on.

but it didn’t help that they had just kissed months ago. she’d been stuck in his mind just as he was to her.

so when her brother had mentioned his friends coming over, she had to act as if she was unfazed.

a few knocks on the door were made and the whole friend group came flooding in. the boys soon comfortably situated themselves on the couch.

“where’s y/n?” jaemin asked, taking a sip of his opened soda afterward. sunghoon’s ears perked up as he waited for the answer.

“who cares about her?” her brother responded, truthfully remaining a little curious as to why he asked for her.

“oh come on, your sister’s cute.”

the girl’s brother morphed into an appalled look. “ha ha very funny. you’re disgusting, jaemin.”

he raised his arms in defense, hearing the others chime in as well. “that’s his little sister, bro.” jake said with a chuckle.

“says the one who’s dating her friend!”

the australian boy quickly shut his mouth after.

“he’s got you there,” heeseung amusingly added.

jaemin puffed out his lips as he let air pass. “you’re dating her other friend, hee” jisung squeaked out with a giggle.

heeseung became quiet, causing loud laughs to erupt from the group.

“you guys may be dating her friends, but that doesn’t mean you can date her.” y/n’s brother defensively said.

sunghoon trailed his eyes from the left and then to the right as he quietly whispered, “oh fuck.”

they weren’t exactly dating, but they still shared small pecks on the lips whenever they had the chance.

he couldn’t help it, it was like a craving.

“you’re quiet hoon,” jake mischievously spoke.

everybody landed their eyes on the boy as he took a gulp. “i just need to take a piss” he mumbled, avoiding eye contact as he got up and left.

“strange…,” y/n’s brother uttered.

“strange indeed,” heeseung whispered, sharing a suspicious glance to jake. they definitely heard something from their partners.

as sunghoon found his way to the bathroom, he also searched for y/n. luckily, her bedroom was near so he didn’t have to look far.

“y/n?” he quietly peeped, head peaking through the crack of the door.

a gasp was heard from the other end. “sunghoon?” she harshly whispered, widening the door crack to a smiley hoon.

“missed you,” he quietly mumbled in her ear while closing the door behind him. his arms wrapped around her, sighing in the warm embrace she exuded.

“missed you too.” she shyly said back with her head against his broad chest.

“y/n?? is that sunghoon?” her airpod muffled out.

the boy raised his brows before turning his head to her phone and finding her on call with her friends — min-su, dae, and ji-woo.

“you’re calling them?”

“yeah..”

in seconds, she could hear them go quiet in her ears, only for them to go loud again with booming questions; a few about their boyfriends who were at her house and a few about their undefined relationship.

she groaned out a sigh before double tapping her airpod, disconnecting from the call.

“sorry, i wanted to be kept busy while you guys were here.” y/n pushed her lips into a firm line to display how awkward she was feeling.

hoon gave a chuckle as a response — “i could’ve been helping you with that.” his brows raised in a suggestive way, earning a loud slap on his arm.

“ew sunghoon!” her face struck in horror as his words replayed in her ears.

truth be told, she got butterflies in her stomach with how close he was when he said it, but that didn’t stop her from hitting him. “the way you’re so confident right now is crazy, what if my brother finds you in my room like this?”

the inner corner of his lips slowly curled in mischief. “don’t worry gorgeous, he hasn’t found out the past few times i’ve visited you for a kiss.”

y/n’s eyes widened at the nickname. “gorgeous??? god hoon, you need to be put down.” she shook her head before rubbing her fingers on her temple. the boy was stressing her out but she was secretly enjoying the little things he was risking for her.

“i’m serious loser, if he finds out, we’re both done for. you know how he is!”

sunghoon grinned ear to ear, simply melting from her stressed state. “i know i know, you’re just so mesmerizing that i have to come back to you.”

he grabbed her chin from the bottom and smiled in amusement, enjoying how flustered he could make her with his flirtatious acts.

“i don’t know whether to feel disgusted or special right now,” she murmured, slightly killing the romantic mood.

he scoffed at her words. “you should feel special.” his head dipped lower to her lips, foreheads bunking while closing the gap as she whispered, “should i?”

his lips curled into a smile, uttering — “mhm” before letting their lips meet. her hands wrapped around his neck to pull him closer.

it was a soft kiss with how gentle he was going, but he still let a low groan leave his lips as his brows scrunched together.

hoon had finally got his craving, but the hungry desire was building up.

before he could go any further, y/n quickly pulled away to let him linger for more. he tried to connect their lips back together again but she stopped him with a head turn.

sunghoon was confused and his face showed it, causing the girl to softly laugh at his reaction.

“that was cute, but you have to go back before he notices you weren’t even in the bathroom in the first place.” she quietly said against his lips.

“so let him,” he groaned out before attempting to swoop in for another kiss.

she dodged it again as she shook her head. “no hoon, i’m serious. he might actually kick your ass.”

sunghoon rolled his eyes, tone becoming bitter as he replied, “so close to telling him for us.”

she gave a giggle at his words before nudging his arm. “just go back.”

“but-“

“hoon??” a voice from the hallway called out.

the two froze together before y/n slightly pushed him away from her.

the voice didn’t belong to her brother, but she knew it was one of the boys.

in seconds, jake peaked in through the door. he caught on a little too quick as he automatically smiled.

“what’s going on in here hm?”

sunghoon’s face peered into repulse at the sight of his friend. “shut up dude.”

jake softly chuckled before continuing on, “he sent me up here to check on you since you were taking too long in the bathroom. guess you just got lost in y/n’s room huh?”

y/n smiled and shook her head at the boy. “shut up jake…,”

he laughed in return as sunghoon’s cheeks were faintly colored red. “i’ve been knowing all along bro, ji-woo told me already. jisung owes me.. but you don’t have to look all embarrassed.” he nudged his arms in a playful way as the girl continued to laugh. “her brother might kill you though..”

“let’s just go. you’re embarrassing me,” sunghoon muttered, grabbing hold of the shorter boy to leave the room.

“hey don’t worry, i won’t tell anyone! and tell ji-woo to text me back y/n, yeah?” jake shouted. he earned a head smack from hoon in return so her brother couldn’t hear anything.

the two bickered like siblings as they walked through the hallway, leaving y/n alone in her bed. a smile curled onto her lips before she went back to her phone and rejoined the call with her friends, not forgetting to tell ji-woo to text jake back.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

days had passed since the boys came over. within the time gone, y/n’s brother had received news that he was getting promoted to a higher position in his job.

to celebrate, a party came in mind.

night arrived and the event soon began.

the party didn’t consist of a lot of people, but there were enough to cause social anxiety in the host’s sister.

she didn’t bother to converse with many people as she stayed near her friends — who, of course, were dating her brother’s friends so she stayed lingering around by herself.

the poor girl sighed to herself as she was alone.

no sight of hoon could be found but even if she did find him, she couldn’t risk it. to be quite frank, they hadn’t talked in a while. and along with that, they hadn’t kissed, so tension between them was growing.

it only worsened though when she found him to be talking to some girl.

just a random girl she didn’t know.

it didn’t matter that she didn’t know who that girl was, it mattered that he was talking to someone else who wasn’t her.

the 5’11 boy was seemingly enjoying the conversation he was having with her, laughing about who knows what. it boiled her blood to see that he was giving that same smile he gave her when they kissed the day that jake interrupted them.

she knew it was to throw off suspicions from her brother but did he really have to do it too well?

✩ ‘baby, am i your little secret?’ ✩

“want some company?” a familiar voice asked her, interrupting her train of thought.

y/n looked up and found jaemin offering her a can of soda. “sure,” she murmured with a smile.

he took the seat beside her as he sighed. “it’s overwhelming isn’t it?”

she peeked her eyes at him once she took a sip of her beverage. “yeah… i’d rather not interact with all of them.” her chuckle was soft as he reflected it in the same tone.

“still the same shy girl i know huh?”

she didn’t like him anymore, but that sure had her slightly flustered. her eyes widened a bit as she turned to him — “i’m not shy! i just don’t want to talk to people” — she defended.

jaemin’s laugh became louder as he teased, “yeah right. i know you y/n, you’re not one to talk first.”

the girl rolled her eyes in defeat. “okay okay fine.”

he grinned again while bunking shoulder to shoulder with her. “so who are you willing to talk to then?”

they met eyes right away and almost immediately, his gaze softened.

her inner child would be screaming with how close he was right now.

but she didn’t like him, not anymore. she liked sunghoon.

and no matter how close her old crush was near her, she couldn’t stop thinking about how hoon might’ve been doing something else with that girl.

y/n softly pulled away as her eyes twinkled in the light. “just anyone really,” she said with a half smile.

jaemin’s left corner of his lips curled as he smiled and nodded.

“i used to like you, you know?” he suddenly admitted.

her head quickly whipped to him as he chuckled at her reaction. “yeah i used to like you but i backed off because of your brother.”

she felt her heart pounding from his words but she didn’t know if it was from her younger self screaming in joy, or what.

“you did?” the girl asked, fingertips unusually becoming numb.

he nodded his head and gave a bread smile. “you were so cute when you were little.” he gazed his eyes down, going into remembrance of how they used to be in their younger years.

when y/n opened her mouth to speak, she felt a quick tug fling at her wrist.

in seconds, she was pulled away from the brown haired boy who was just as confused as her. her eyes glanced up and found a jealous sunghoon in front of her.

from what she didn’t see, hoon had been observing from afar. he didn’t mean to go stalker mode but he couldn’t help it with how jaemin had suddenly approached his girl.

his eyes darted at the two, resisting it all in himself to not pull her right away. he had enough of it though when he saw how close his friend had gotten to her. his jaw clenched when he imagined the possibility of jaemin connecting his lips with the girl he’s been wanting to kiss.

“hoon?”

“shut up.” he angrily spat out.

his grip accidentally became tighter as he continued to drag her up to her room, not caring if her brother had seen (he didn’t).

when they finally got to her room, he shut the door and pinned her against it.

she slightly winced in pain, almost causing him to let go of his rough act. it didn’t work though because the thought of jaemin and her closely together angered him even more.

he felt a bitter grudge fill every inch of his body as his jaw tensed, eyes staring deeply into hers.

“you gonna keep talking to jaemin, or should i tell your brother?” one hand was slammed against the door, near her head as the other still held onto her, caging her to himself.

“you know jaemin and i aren’t-“

“then why do you keep talking to him?” sunghoon cut her off, sounding sour in his tone as his eyes never dared to leave hers.

y/n slightly rolled her eyes. she liked seeing him jealous but he was honestly annoying her.

“why do you care?” she challenged. her lips softly grinned as he mirrored it, enjoying how confident she got.

he inched his face closer to hers, breath becoming hot and heavy against her — allowing the girl to reel in the scent of alcohol he radiated.

their lips were so close to touching, so close to finally meeting again after days of intense silence.

sunghoon lingered his eyes on her lips, tracing every part of it with his vision before moving onto her eyes.

the boy peered his gaze into her, slowly displaying that his orbs were pleading with lust and hunger.

he licked his lips, letting his tongue peek a little for her to see as he raised his brows and gave a smug smile at the same time.

“you belong to me,” he whispered.

butterflies and nervous sensations hit every part of y/n’s body with just those words. she felt weak in the knees in how he delivered his sentence.

the words were so possessive and yet charming.

hoon’s head dipped in to close the small gap between them, only for y/n to stop him with a hand on his chest.

the tension couldn’t be cut through with how much they craved for each other.

he slightly backed away, brows faintly raising as she shook her head. “you’re drunk, sunghoon.”

he gave a laughing scoff before letting his eyes trail back to her lips. “am i? because why is it that all i can imagine right now is how you kissed me the other day.”

he placed his thumb on her bottom lip, pulling it back as his mouth opened as well. a soft groan erupted out of his throat while holding himself back from smashing their lips against each others.

she was so close to giving in.

his desperation for a kiss had her almost folding. but she had to stop herself.

he was drunk, and she wasn’t about to take advantage of his vulnerable state.

it was something, but it was not the way.

when sunghoon tried to dive in for another kiss on the lips, y/n’s hands firmly placed itself on his muscled shoulders.

“you’re not in the best state to make decisions right now.” she stared deeply at him as he furrowed his brows.

“are you sure about that?” hoon’s head drooped to her shoulders, allowing her to instantly feel his hot breath.

he whimpered out a sigh at the feel of his lips on her clothed skin. “you drive me crazy,” he whispered, placing wet kisses at her shoulder and leading up to her collarbone.

as he attempted to do so, his eyes closed a little longer than he wished. and instantly, he was knocked out.

she huffed out a sigh, half in laughter and half in annoyance that his body weight was suddenly depending on her. “geez,” she mumbled. “kissing me and now you’re asleep.”

her hands pushed him off of her so he could fall back on the bed.

the girl smiled as her gaze softened with each second she admired him. “sleep well idiot,” she whispered before turning out the lights.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

when morning came, sunghoon’s eyes forced itself awake from the bright light.

a pounding was taken to the head as he groaned out in pain. he looked around, eyes scanning everywhere as little placements of the room began to be recognized.

he peaked his head up to the left, soon finding a barrier of pillows in the middle of the bed, separating him and the girl he liked. y/n remained softly asleep on her side as she was all the way at the edge of the bed.

once he blinked enough to gain conscious of how far she was, he softly smiled.

“cute,” he quietly mumbled to himself.

as he was about to reach for a blanket to cover her up, the door was suddenly opened to y/n’s brother. his mouth gaped open in shock as his eyes widened.

“what the hell are you doing in my sister’s room???” he loudly questioned, awakening y/n.

she blinked in confusion before gaining hold that she slept in the same bed as sunghoon, and her brother had just caught her.

“calm down,” she grumbled while tiredly rubbing her eyes.

her brother clicked his tongue before yelling — “get the hell out of her bed sunghoon! what the hell is wrong with you?”

with said, hoon jumped out of the bed, only for the older boy to skip close to him. “that’s my sister!!”

“okay look-“

“no! get out! you are not getting anywhere closer to her”

“you can’t do that!” y/n defensively screamed.

“shut the hell up! you’re a kid, you can’t- he can’t- just get out of here sunghoon!”

the younger male quickly rushed out, not needing to be told twice to do such a thing as he panicked.

a few hours passed and her brother continued to rage even though hoon had left.

“are you kidding me, y/n??”

she rolled her eyes and sighed. “it’s not that big of a deal as you’re making it.”

“you’re eighteen and he’s twenty-one dumbass! he’s older than you by three years, what makes you think this is okay??”

“we like each other and it’s genuine.”

“you’re a kid, y/n. he’s gonna be in his mid twenties soon and you just turned eighteen. you don’t even know what’s best from left to right. how are you gonna handle it if he breaks up with you??

“well i guess we’ll just have to wait and see huh!” she yelled, rolling her eyes and rubbing her temple in irritation. “three years isn’t as bad as you’re making it.”

“it is when you’re just fucking eighteen, stupid.”

“calm the fuck down,” she took a sigh in as she mentally told herself to calm down. “okay look, i know you’re pissed because he’s your friend and he’s three years older than me, but i’m telling you, him and i match really well.”

her brother gave a soft scoff, shaking his head in disappointment as he said, “you’re just gonna get hurt, dumbass.”

she knew he was being protective, but he couldn’t control her love life.

“sunghoon and i are-“

“are what? together now?” he ridiculed.

y/n rolled her eyes. “would it really be that bad for us to be together?”

before she could say anything else, he walked away. her brother didn’t want to hear what she had to say anymore. the argument would only be going back and forth so he left it as it is.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

a few days had passed since the incident, and y/n’s brother hasn’t talked to her or sunghoon.

in fact, y/n and hoon haven’t talked to each other either. they felt it best to keep a distance for the time being.

when it was late in the night, the girl was calling the same four friends as usual. they yapped on and on about various topics.

as her friend, dae continued to talk about his date with jungwon, a light tapping was made on the window.

being the paranoid girl she was, her heart stopped before she turned to her phone — “did you guys hear that?? that wasn’t just me right..,”

“girl.. i heard it too,” said ji-woo with a clear eyebrow raise.

“uhm me too but i didn’t want to say it,” dae quirked out.

“you’re being haunted y/n,” min-su commented with a smile.

“shut up!” the girl on the other end yelled, hands shakily grabbing hold of the phone to see if she missed any notifications that could be related to the tapping window.

indeed, she did.

hoonie :):

It’s me

Open please..

y/n huffed out a sigh as she went to the window. “hold on guys, i’ll be back.” she told her friends, ending the call while opening the window to sunghoon.

he came tumbling in, chest heaving up and down. “finally,” he breathed.

“what are you doing here, sunghoon?” her arms folded together in curiosity.

the boy breathed heavily as he caught his breath.

“i just..,” he stopped himself to get closer to her, hands cupping her cheeks as he lovingly stared. “i just wanted to see you.”

“what if-“

“it’s okay, i’ll only be here for a second. i just really missed you.”

y/n cracked a smile as his cheesy words caused her heart to thump in joy.

“i missed you too…,” she quietly said before leaning in for a small peck on the lips.

“you just stole my next act,” hoon replied with a pout.

she laughed at his reaction, rolling her eyes as her hands trailed up to his own. “just do it again.”

and he did.

the male pushed himself toward her lips after being granted with permission.

his hands became tighter around her cheeks as he forced more of his lips on hers, pushing her back so she could hit the wall. she softly groaned from the act while he felt relieved to feel her lips on his again.

with them keeping a distance, the tension easily grew and the kiss had just satisfied that, but he craved for more.

he was hungry, and thrilled, even, to finally have their lips connect. it was evident with how much his grip tightened around her waist.

the girl finally pulled away, hands holding him back as she panted deeply for fresh air. “gosh..,” she breathed, fisting her hands so she could harshly bump it against his strong chest.

sunghoon gave a faint laugh in return. his head bunked against hers as he placed a sweet kiss on the top of her nose.

“i’ve been waiting.”

y/n rolled her eyes, softly hitting his arm as she said, “he’s really gonna find out!”

“let him, he already knows.”

he connected his lips with hers again, almost sloppy with the way they touched, but it was nothing but sweet.

he intended to keep the mood that way and so did she.

“hoon..,” she mumbled against his lips. “he could-“

“shut up.” sunghoon smashed his lips against hers, muffling out the leftover words in her mouth as she melted into it.

she felt her heart rate exceed at an unhealthy pace when his finger nails dug into the flesh of her waist.

he pulled away again, panting hard while still leaving littered kisses on her lips.

“stop kissing me, hoon! im scared,” she pushed him away with a hit on his shoulder.

sunghoon only chuckled as a reaction, finding it amusing with how afraid she was. his fangs shined in her eyes as he continued to laugh.

“you’re cute when you worry,” he teased.

his hand reached to her hair, tucking a few strands behind as he looked at her with yearning eyes.

“gorgeous girl,” he whispered before placing a soft kiss on her cheek. “your brother may scare me too, but he can’t completely break us apart.”

y/n’s lips curled into a smile as she quietly agreed. “plus, you’re already mine.” he added on, intertwining his hands with hers and raising it as proof.

she rolled her eyes and nodded her head — “fine fine, but if he catches us, i’m blaming you.”

he cracked out a laugh — “okay gorgeous.” he dragged her to her bed before wrapping his arms around her. his head rested on top of hers as their legs dangled together.

as they remained on the bed, trying to be as secretive as possible, y/n checked her phone real quick to text her group chat that she wasn’t gonna join back.

but a few quick texts from her brother had stopped her.

‘I know he’s there stupid’

‘He better treat you right’

she grinned ear to ear after feeling a heavy weight lift off of her shoulders.

a quick like and response to the message was made before shutting her phone off and turning to sunghoon.

“he knows,” she whispered.

his eyes blew up in shock. “he does??”

“mhm, and he’s okay with it so you better be glad.” she said, letting her hands go to his hair to play with it.

y/n picked at the soft strands that peaked out, smiling as she felt her heart warming up with him.

hoon watched her play with his hair, eyes longing with love as her embrace was becoming home to him.

the two stayed in their position a little longer before ultimately deciding to watch a movie together.

the night ended in a softhearted silence as they slept in each other’s arms. she was sound asleep with his hoodie on while he clung onto her.

everything felt right with the world now that they were together without the burden of her brother.

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Greetings, readers! Welcome to our weekly dose of positivity and good vibes. In this edition, I've gathered a collection of uplifting stories that will surely bring a smile to your face. From scientific breakthroughs to environmental initiatives and heartwarming achievements, I've got it all covered.

In May, a team at the University of Massachusetts Amherst published a paper declaring they had successfully generated a small but continuous electric current from humidity in the air. They’ve come a long way since then. The result is a thin grey disc measuring 4cm across.

One of these devices can generate a relatively modest 1.5 volts and 10 milliamps. However, 20,000 of them stacked, could generate 10 kilowatt hours of energy a day – roughly the consumption of an average UK household. Even more impressive: they plan to have a prototype ready for demonstration in 2024.

2. Empty Office Buildings Are Being Turned Into Vertical Farms

Empty office buildings are being repurposed into vertical farms, such as Area 2 Farms in Arlington, Virginia. With the decline in office usage due to the Covid-19 pandemic, municipalities are seeking ways to fill vacant spaces.

Vertical farming systems like Silo and AgriPlay's modular growth systems offer efficient and adaptable solutions for converting office buildings into agricultural spaces. These initiatives not only address food insecurity but also provide economic opportunities, green jobs, and fresh produce to local communities, transforming urban centers in the process.

3. Biden-Harris Administration to Provide 804,000 Borrowers with $39 Billion in Automatic Loan Forgiveness as a Result of Fixes to Income Driven Repayment Plans

The Department of Education in the United States has announced that over 804,000 borrowers will have $39 billion in Federal student loans automatically discharged. This is part of the Biden-Harris Administration's efforts to fix historical failures in the administration of the student loan program and ensure accurate counting of monthly payments towards loan forgiveness.

The Department aims to correct the system and provide borrowers with the forgiveness they deserve, leveling the playing field in higher education. This announcement adds to the Administration's efforts, which have already approved over $116.6 billion in student loan forgiveness for more than 3.4 million borrowers.

4. F.D.A. Approves First U.S. Over-the-Counter Birth Control Pill

The move could significantly expand access to contraception. The pill is expected to be available in early 2024.

The Food and Drug Administration on Thursday approved a birth control pill to be sold without a prescription for the first time in the United States, a milestone that could significantly expand access to contraception. The medication, called Opill, will become the most effective birth control method available over the counter

5. AIDS can be ended by 2030 with investments in prevention and treatment, UN says

It is possible to end AIDS by 2030 if countries demonstrate the political will to invest in prevention and treatment and adopt non-discriminatory laws, the United Nations said on Thursday.

In 2022, an estimated 39 million people around the world were living with HIV, according to UNAIDS, the United Nations AIDS program. HIV can progress to AIDS if left untreated.

6. Conjoined twins released from Texas Children’s Hospital after successfully separated in complex surgery

Conjoined twins are finally going home after the pair was safely separated during a complex surgery at Texas Children’s Hospital in June.

Ella Grace and Eliza Faith Fuller were in the neonatal intensive care unit (NICU) for over four months after their birth on March 1. A large team of healthcare workers took six hours to complete the surgery on June 14. Seven surgeons, four anesthesiologists, four surgical nurses and two surgical technicians assisted with the procedure.

7. From villains to valued: Canadians show overwhelming support for wolves

Despite their record in popular culture, according to a recent survey, seven in 10 Canadians say they have a “very positive” view of the iconic predators.

Here's a fascinating video about how wolves changed Yellowstone nat'l park:

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Smut Prompts III (NSFW)

18+ ONLY! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

1. “Don’t even think about cumming yet.”

2. “So I hear you’re into pain?”

3. “Your eyes always glaze over when you cum.”

4. “Don’t fucking stop, baby.”

5. “I can’t pull out when you wrap your legs around me like that.”

6. “I wanna take you so fucking bad.”

7. “Be a good girl/boy and swallow for me.”

8. “You better keep the volume down or I’m gonna go even harder.”

9. “I’m feeling greedy.”

10. “Clothes. Off. Now.”

11. “You talk too much. How about we use your mouth for something else?”

12. “Your boyfriend/girlfriend/partner doesn’t need to know about this.”

13. “If you want to cum then you’re gonna have to beg.”

14. “If I have to pull over, you’ll be walking funny for the next week.”

15. “Could you be any wetter/harder?”

16. “Don’t worry. I’ve got condoms and lube in my nightstand.”

17. “What’s wrong? Why’d you stop?” “Nothing’s wrong. I just wanted to take a second to admire how beautiful you are.”

18. “I’m gonna stop if you don’t cum.”

19. “You better not touch yourself while I’m gone.”

20. “I’m gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.”

21. “Go and lock the door for me. I don’t want anyone to walk in while I’m balls deep.”

22. “I’ll be gentle, baby. Don’t worry.”

23. “Don’t stop. Even if I beg you to.”

24. “I never knew you liked being spanked.”

25. “You don’t realize what it does to me when we’re cuddling and you press your ass against me.”

26. “Use your words, sweetheart.”

27. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

28. “I love that we both already finished and your legs are still shaking.”

29. “First one to cum loses.”

30. “I bet I can make you cum without even touching you.”

31. “I don’t have to be inside you to make you cum.”

32. “I want to kiss every square inch of your body.”

33. “I called in sick. Now we can stay in bed and fuck all day.”

34. “Ride me like a cowboy/cowgirl.”

35. “Ooh, you’re not wearing any underwear. Trying to tell me something?”

36. “Go get one of your toys. Let’s make this even better.”

37. “Are you gonna keep playing with it or are you gonna put it in your mouth at some point?”

38. “Quit eyefucking me and get over here so you can actually fuck me!”

39. “What the fuck? Do that again. I liked it.”

40. “Is that gonna fit?” “I’ll make it fit.”

41. “All day I’ve been thinking about how good it would feel to have your head between my legs.”

42. “Ever heard of an Australian kiss?” “No. What’s that?” “It’s like a French kiss, but down under.”

43. “But there’s people-” “I don’t care. Let them watch.”

44. “I saw you naked once. And now I can’t stop thinking about it.”

45. “How are you so oblivious? I’m trying to tell you I’m fucking horny!”

#smut prompts #otp prompts #otp smut #otp smut prompts #writing prompts #prompts

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milaisreading · 7 months

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BLUE LOCK MASTERLIST

New masterlist since the old one had to be deleted. If someone could help me retrieve the links to some of my stories, I would be very greatful

Requests and rules

Hetalia masterlist

Get to know me

Crossdresser!Yn masterlist

Christmas special BLLK

World 5 masterlist

1. Yandere!Sae Itoshi x Reader (Halloween special 🎃)

2. Plushie incident in the morning

3. Random Blue Lock headcanons

4. Random Blue Lock scenarios pt1 / Random Blue Lock scenarios pt2

5. Blue lock characters as simps

6. Manager has a crush

7. A sick Reo

8. Manager meets the other players

9. A day off (Post U-20)

10. Manager goes away for 3 weeks / Manager goes away for 3 weeks pt2

11. Jersey numbers dilemma

12. Manager Yn and Ego's shenanigans

13. Kaiser, Ness, Oliver, and Sae

14. A family's misunderstanding

15. The manager has a type?! / The manager has a type?! Pt2

16. Fights over a jacket

17. Bus seat

18. A manager who needs football instructors

19. Of arguments and kiss-cams

20. Out on a date

21. Fan service

22. A creepy fan

23. Keychains

24. Yn merch

25. Caught in the middle (ReoxYnxNagi)

26. Misunderstandings (Itoshi Sae x Yn)

27. Toddler-sized manager?!

28. Manager Yn at Hakuho High

29. Baby Niko!!

30. Jersey issues (KaiserxYnxNess)

31. Toddler Kaiser

32. Of fake rumors and... dates?

33. Toddler Ness / Toddler Ness pt2

34. Since when are we engaged?! (Itoshi Sae x Yn)

35. Japan U-20 toddlers

36. It's our girlfriend (Bachira Meguru x Yn)

37. A bad day for the manager

38. Manager Yn being a fangirl

39. Shidou's girlfriend?!

40. Amnesia

41. Manager out and about with Oliver Aiku

42. Exes

43. Who is Toddler manager's favorite?!

44. Shark boy in lover (Kurona Ranze x Yn)

45. Celebratory date (Karasu Tabito x Yn)

46. Blue Lock 11 kindergarten

47. Overworked manager

48. That's my brother...

49. Toddler manager learned a new word... /

Toddler manager learned a new word... pt2

50. Toddler manager's day with Lorenzo

51. Some words of encouragement

52. Yandere Kainess

53. When Itoshi Sae visited Blue Lock

54. The clumsy and the simp

55. Another Yandere!Kainess

56. Meet the family

57. A jealous Sae

58. A week away (ft. World 5)

59. Toddler shenanigans

60. Meet the boyfriend (Leonardo Luna x Itoshi!Reader)

61. Sae the guard dog (Sae Itoshi x Isagi sister!Reader)

62. Misunderstandings and confessions (Sae Itoshi x Isagi sister!Reader)

63. 5th times the charm? (Valentine's Day special. Sae Itoshi x Isagi's sister!Reader)

64. Valentine's Day special! (Manager!Yn x Blue Lock/Japan U-20)

65. She likes a boy? (Fem!Sae Itoshi x Isagi's sister!Reader)

66. Sae and Yn as toddlers (Isagi's sister!Yn AU)

67. Wedding day (Isagi's sister!Yn x Sae)

68. Isaness fanfic

#bllk #blue lock anime #blue lock manga #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock masterlist

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emjayewrites · 29 days

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The Princess & The Race Car Driver | LH44

SYNOPSIS: Lewis meets Princess Tiana and he falls under her spell.

PAIRINGS: Lewis Hamilton x black!femOC Ariel Park (faceclaim is Coco Jones)

WARNINGS: flirting, discussion of sex/sex jokes, age gap (Ariel is 27, Lewis is 39), corny!Lewis, sexual situations, eventual romance? RATED R (18+/Minors DNI)

PREVIOUS: part 1.....part three coming soon....

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A/N: Please comment & reblog! This will be a mini-series with six parts.

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user: Lewis!!

user: def lew lew…I saw y’all pictures 👀👀

tiffthepimp: when lewis sends you the “u up?” text 🙃

lewishamilton: cooking up something 🔥

Ariel couldn't believe she was actually in Tokyo to visit Lewis. Her mind was all over the place as she walked through Narita Airport to the exit. Following his directions, she quickly found the black SUV and as soon as she got close, his driver hopped out and opened the door for her. She slid into the backseat and was immediately greeted by Lewis' warm smile, the gap between his front teeth on full display.

"Hey you," he greeted, pulling her into a warm embrace. Ariel melted into his arms, savoring the feeling of his hands tracing up and down her spine before they eventually parted.

Lewis placed a chaste kiss on her cheek. "Congratulations on that GQ cover," Ariel murmured as they stared at each other for a lingering moment.

"Thanks, gorgeous." Lewis' smile widened as he revealed a small bouquet of flowers he had been keeping out of view. "These are for you."

"Thanks, Lewis," smiled Ariel, "they're beautiful."

As they were driven into the heart of the city, Ariel was mesmerized by the neon lights and bustling energy of Tokyo. She had already crossed Australia and now Japan off her travel bucket list in one week.

Eventually, they arrived at his hotel, InterContinental Tokyo Bay, Lewis helped Ariel with her single carry-on bag as they made their way through the lobby to the elevators.

"This is all you packed?" he asked with an arched brow as the elevator doors closed around them.

Ariel nodded. "Just a quick weekend getaway, right?"

Lewis gave her a mischievous grin. "Maybe…"

"Lewis! I can't stay longer than a few days," she protested, though she felt a tiny flutter at his implication.

Before she could argue further, the elevator dinged and they stepped out into the hallway, Lewis leading them to his room. As soon as they were inside with the door closed, he toed off his Bottega Veneta slides and lifted his hoodie over his head in one fluid motion.

Ariel couldn't tear her eyes away from the rippling abdominal muscles briefly visible as his shirt rode up. She caught Lewis' heated stare and her cheeks warmed.

"Keep looking at me like that and I won't be able to control myself," he rumbled, a clear promise in his tone.

Ariel felt her breath catch as she worried her lower lip between her teeth.

"C'mere," Lewis groaned lowly before tugging her towards the living room area. They settled together on the couch, Ariel's legs stretching over Lewis' lap as he idly traced patterns along her calves.

"So…that sushi place you were telling me about," Ariel began in an effort to clear the heated tension, "was that all just a ploy to get me to Tokyo?"

Lewis chuckled, the sound reverberating against her skin. "Nah, not entirely at least. Though I can't say the thought didn't cross my mind once or twice." A subtle thrill went through her at the implication of being enticed halfway across the world, just for a chance to see him. Before she could dwell on it, Lewis was speaking again. "Speaking of sushi, I actually did order us some from this incredible little place nearby. Should be arriving soon."

True to his word, there was a discreet knock at the door moments later. As Lewis went to retrieve their meal, Ariel noticed he had turned on the large television, though she couldn't hear anything over the new movie that was playing.

"I put this on as background noise, but we can actually watch it if you want?" Lewis rejoined her on the couch, arranging cartons of sushi and sashimi artfully on the table before them. "Thought you might appreciate a classic like Scarface."

Ariel's eyes widened in delight at both the screen and the spread of food before them. "Lewis, this looks so good! And yes, Scarface is one of my absolute favorites."

"No, shit?" he asked incredulous. "It's mine too."

The two settled in, chatting between bites of sushi as the iconic film played. Eventually, the conversation turned to Al Pacino's masterful performance.

"The way he just completely embodied that quiet intensity…I'll never get tired of watching him work," Ariel mused thoughtfully.

Lewis made a considering hum of agreement as he chewed his inarizushi (vegan sushi). "A true master at the peak of his powers. You can't take your eyes off him whenever he's on screen."

As they finished off the last of the sushi, a charged energy seemed to crackle between them. Lewis' dark gaze lingered on Ariel's lips for a heated moment.

"You have amazing lips, by the way," he murmured in appreciation. "So full and symmetrical."

Ariel felt her cheeks warm at the unexpected compliment. "Well, thank you. That's one of the nicer things someone has said about them." She gave him a playful look. "Usually people just hint at...well I'm sure you know all bout that."

Rather than looking abashed, Lewis simply met her gaze steadily. His pupils expanded until his eyes looked like melted pools of the darkest chocolate, long lashes curling enticingly to brush against the tops of his chiseled cheekbones. When he smiled at her, it was with that adorable boyish grin, mouth curved in an expression of pure contentment despite the flirtatious glint in his gaze. "Oh? And what might that be?"

He knew exactly what she was implying, but seemed intent on making her spell it out. Ariel couldn't resist rising to the bait, laughing richly. "Don't play with me, Lewis. I think you know very well what I'm talking about."

Lewis joined in her laughter then, sparking a flutter low in Ariel's belly. As their chuckles tapered off, he shifted closer on the couch, his arm stretching along the back until the heated line of his body was nearly pressed against her side.

The sudden proximity made Ariel hyper-aware of every point where they weren't quite touching - though she could feel the thrum of his presence enveloping her senses. His masculinely spiced cologne and the warm, natural scent of his skin had her insides tying themselves in knots. He seemed to pick up on the heightened, tantalizing tension as well. Ariel felt herself leaning towards him, caught in the irresistible pull of his gravity. She was utterly transfixed by the half-hooded desire in his eyes, the sensual part of his full lips, the bobbing of his throat as he swallowed hard.

"Did you think I'd forgotten about our little...unfinished encounter back in Australia?" he rumbled, voice dropping an octave. He slowly trailed a finger along the graceful column of her neck, watching her pupils blow wide at the implication. "Because I haven't stopped thinking about how you taste, gorgeous. Not for a single moment."

Ariel's breath hitched at the blatant longing in his tone. Before she could formulate a response, Lewis was cradling her face in his large palms, tilting her chin up to meet his heated stare.

"May I?" he murmured, seeking permission.

Ariel could only nod mutely, her body going into overdrive with need. Then Lewis' mouth was on hers, slanting with urgent passion in a soul-searing kiss. Her fingers knotted in the soft fabric of his shirt as she returned the embrace fervently.

Lewis angled his head, trailing a blazing path of open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive expanse of her neck and collarbone. Ariel couldn't suppress the breathy whimper that escaped her at the exquisite sensation.

The velvet glide of lips against hers caused her panties to pool with arousal. Just as before, he was too good at kissing, as if the act was one of his secret skills. The exploratory caress of his hands over her body made Ariel feel lost in a haze of pleasure, and all she could do was bask in it. There had been a void of this feeling for many months, almost a year to be exact, and she craved that emptiness to be filled once again.

Fortunately for her, she managed to capture the eye of the greatest of all time, and she was thankful that the moniker fitted him off the track as well. Eventually, Lewis tore his mouth away, both of them panting heavily.

"God, you taste even better than I remembered," Lewis rasped huskily, touching their foreheads together.

Both of their lips were deliciously swollen from the heated exchange of passionate kisses. Ariel felt a pang of loss when they parted, unconsciously pouting up at him with eyes shining with yearning.

Lewis chuckled lowly at her expression, the sound warm and indulgent. "I knew from the moment I met you that you were going to be trouble," he murmured, voice still roughened by desire. Reaching out, he tapped the tip of her nose playfully with one calloused finger. "Those gorgeous eyes and sinful lips...lil' spoiled rotten ass."

A low, approving rumble sounded deep in his throat as he slowly, deliberately leaned back in. This time when their lips met, it was with a simmering, unhurried heat that threatened to consume them both from the inside out.

Ariel moaned into the kiss and the sound triggered something inside him, beckoning his penis to harden and pulse within the confines of his sweatpants. He played with the zipper of her sweater, pulling it down until she was completely open for him, allowing one of his hands to slip inside to cup her heavy breasts. Her nipples were already pebbled from her desire and as his thumb grazed them, Ariel let out a gasp then nipped at his bottom lip.

"Fuck, gorgeous, I'm trying to be good, but you're killing me," he said, moving his hand to meet the juncture of her thighs, stroking her expertly with his fingers. "Can I have this tonight? Please?"

She let out an incoherent reply, a garbled mess as so many sensations flowed within her. From the intense liplock to his hands petting at her covered pussy, it was almost too much for Ariel to bear. Her hips moved in tempo to his sped-up movements, her body practically levitating off the couch as his ministrations continued without restraint. As much as she hated to admit, this was the most action she'd gotten from the opposite sex since last summer. Her self-inflicted celibacy had her fiending for dick like some lovesick teenager. She wanted to go about whatever this was the right way, assessing everything with a clear head. Yet here she was, riding his hands as if she were a bucking cowgirl on a bull, chasing her impending orgasm.

Tiffany would be so proud of her, meanwhile, the innermost region of her consciousness, otherwise known as Analytical Ariel was giving her the stank eye, which immediately put a damper on the entire ordeal.

"Hold on," she said out of the blue, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You okay?" Lewis said gently, removing his hands and giving her some space.

Ariel nodded, eyes flickering down to the evident arousal tenting his sweats before snapping back up to meet his concerned gaze. "I…I need a minute," she admitted, burying her face in her hands to muffle a small, frustrated groan. When she emerged, her face felt hot with embarrassment. "Sorry, I just…got a bit overwhelmed there."

Rather than looking put out, Lewis simply nodded in understanding. "Don't apologize, gorgeous. I want you to be totally at ease, okay? We'll go at whatever pace you need."

Ariel exhaled shakily, appreciating his patience. "Am I overthinking things? It's just…been a while for me."

Lewis arched an inquisitive brow. "How long are we talking?"

She could feel heat prickling along her hairline as she admitted, "Almost a year…"

Lewis let out a low whistle. "Geez, I don't know if I could've managed that kind of dry spell. Not even a random hookup or booty call to, uh, take the edge off?"

Ariel shook her head ruefully. "No, nothing like that, besides Bob, of course."

"Bob?" Lewis wondered, obviously confused.

"Battery-operated boyfriend...my vibrator."

"I see," he responded softly.

"I wanted to stay completely focused on my career," clarified Ariel. "I was busy...flying back-and-forth to New York and Los Angeles...then it was filming in New Orleans."

The vulnerability in her tone seemed to resonate with Lewis. He reached out to squeeze her hand comfortingly. "I get it, I really do. That kind of intense ambition and self-denial…it's familiar territory for me too. Though I don't know if I could have lasted a whole year without, uh, some kind of release." He cleared his throat, an endearing hint of sheepishness passing over his features. "The point is," he continued carefully, "I'm in no rush here, Ariel. We can go as slowly as you need until you're ready again, okay? No pressure at all from me."

She studied the sincerity shining in his warm, patient gaze for a long moment before managing a small smile. "Thank you…that means everything to me." Ariel glanced down pointedly at the evidence of Lewis' arousal before kissing her teeth. "I mean, I do want to continue but I just needed you to understand where I'm coming from. I'm sure you're used to women throwing themselves at you without any…complications." She gave an awkward little laugh. "Of course, beautiful men like you never have problems with women fawning over you.....you're so pretty."

A slow, almost fond smile curved Lewis' lips as he took in her nervous rambling. Yes, she was an undeniable goddess - but there was something utterly endearing about her awkward chattiness.

Ariel continued on, seemingly unable to stop herself. Lewis simply watched in silence, head propped on one hand as he let her words wash over him.

"What? Why are you staring at me like that?" she finally asked self-consciously.

"Do you always go off on these little tangents?" he asked with sincere curiosity.

Ariel gave him a bashful smile. "I do, yeah…especially if I'm nervous or, you know, really like someone."

Lewis blinked at her slowly, letting the omission hang in the air. Ariel seemed to catch herself, biting off whatever other verbal rambling she had been about to unleash.

"So I make you nervous?" Lewis couldn't resist teasing gently. "Or better yet…you like me?"

Ariel scoffed dismissively, even as a becoming warmth flooded her cheeks. "I mean, you're…fine, or whatever."

"Just 'fine'?" Lewis arched an eyebrow. "So you don't find me even a little attractive then?"

"Yes, Lewis," she huffed out, though her lips quirked with reluctant amusement. "I'm sure you're well aware you're an attractive guy though."

"Well, I don't hate to look at myself," he tilted his face upwards, smiling contemplatively then returned his attention to her, "but I do love to hear it from a beautiful woman….even better if it's from you."

Ariel shot him an exasperated look that only made his grin widen. "Seriously?"

Lewis nodded easily. "Like I said back in Melbourne, I'm trying to get to know the real you, Ariel."

"I guess that makes sense." She considered him for a long moment before turning to face him fully. "But why? Why put in that kind of effort with me?"

The question seemed to give Lewis pause before he slowly shrugged one shoulder. "To see how this…connection between us plays out. Your beauty caught my eye first, sure. That's obvious. Not to mention your body." His gaze blatantly raked over her figure in a way that had her breath catching. "But I get the sense you're so much more than just a pretty face and banging body. You've…intrigued me."

Ariel sucked lower lip between her teeth. "And my being 27 doesn't bother you? There's an 12-year age gap between us."

"Why should it?" Lewis countered easily. "You're grown, I'm grown. We're two consenting adults. My being 39 seems to be a problem for you?"

"Yes and no," Ariel admitted honestly. "The experience gap does make me wonder if we'll be on the same wavelength. If there will be too much of a disconnect since I'm Gen Z and you're a millennial…"

Lewis laughed softly at that. "All valid points, gorgeous, but why don't you let me be the judge of that, yeah? After all, you did say Scarface was one of your favorite movies. That's a solid start in my book."

"All it takes is Scarface?"

"I'm a simple guy with simple likes," he responded. "Plus, you'll be surprised that many of the women I was around or with, however you want to describe it, don't even know about this movie."

Ariel let out a shocked gasp and sat straighter in her seat. "What?! This is one of his best works! How the hell—" She shook her head, letting out a disapproving harrumph. "You know what, that tells me so much about the women you spend your time with. That's a shame, Lewis, you need better women to hang out with."

"Which is why I'm sitting here chilling with you," he stated, matter-of-factly, watching how it all pieced together in her brain. A literal lightbulb seemed to go off as recognition dawned on her features. "See? Nothing to say about that, huh?"

Ariel shot him an attractive moue. "Shut up, Lewis," was her response, trying to stay stoic about his disclosure, but she was inwardly cheesing from ear to ear.

arielpark • posted a story to close friends 9 hours ago

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normani: you’re in japan? i thought you were in london! 👀

hallebailey: you with that vroom vroom nigga huh?

chloebailey: yaaaasssss!! get that dick, boo!!!

romeflynn: Princess, wya?

She was stuck in a headlock....unable to breathe.

Ariel used to miss times like this, wrapped up in a lover's embrace as they fell into a deep slumber, but she also remembered how awful it could get — which was her exact predicament right now.

He had her locked in a mixed martial arts-style headlock, his toned bicep constricting her airway as he snored contentedly against the nape of her neck. She shifted minutely, trying to alleviate the pressure on her windpipe, but it only made the iron bands of his embrace tighten further. Lewis muttered something incoherent, snuggling deeper until the solid wall of his chest and morning wood was flush against her back, effectively pinning her in place.

Why are men like this? I'm forced to die from strangulation while they're off in dreamland.

She was far from a complainer, never one with a 'can't do' attitude, however, she needed to pee real bad.

Wiggling insistently, she finally managed to dislodge his arm from around her throat, slipping free in a burst of triumph.

"Yes!" she hissed, fists pumping in silent celebration.

The commotion roused Lewis slightly. One sleepy brown eye cracked open to regard her with drowsy bewilderment. "Where you going?"

"I have to pee," Ariel whispered urgently, already inching toward the edge of the decadent hotel bed.

Lewis made a petulant noise of protest. "Nah, get back in bed."

"I have to use the bathroom, Lewis."

"Man..." He sighed dramatically, rolling onto his opposite side with a grumble of disapproval. Ariel's gaze lingered wistfully on the tanned, tattooed expanse of his muscular back as well as the Milky Way illustration that was etched on his bonnet.

Well, excuse me for having basic human needs! she thought, rolling her eyes before tiptoeing toward the en-suite bathroom.

After relieving herself, Ariel caught a glimpse of her reflection and did a double-take. Though her silk bonnet had stayed mercifully in place, her normally flawless features were puffy and swollen from jet lag and lack of sleep. Dark circles hung heavy beneath her eyes, cheeks rounded in an unflattering chipmunk-like way. A small pimple even threatened to erupt across one cheekbone.

She grimaced, prodding cautiously at the blemish. This is all Lewis' fault. If she'd stayed in London instead of rashly joining him across the world, she'd be bright-eyed and well-rested right now.

Though…a tiny part of her had to admit she didn't regret a single moment spent back in his intoxicating presence over the last day. The remainder of last night was spent exploring Shibuya and grabbing food at these amazing stalls, not to mention that great night drive where spent most of the time talking and laughing. It was one of the most effortlessly perfect dates Ariel could remember - and they hadn't even fucked yet.

But Lord...this man would absolutely be the death of her, one way or another. From the tenting in his sweats last night to feeling his arousal while they slept, she could tell that he was packing some heat, and it both terrified and excited her.

I need to calm my horny ass down.

And she did just that, or at least tried to.

She splashed some cool water onto her face, to center herself then she dried off her hands before making her way back to the sumptuous sanctuary of the bed's silken sheets. Once she got settled, Lewis' arm was back around her, as if not even ten minutes ago he was upset that she left in the first place.

Men are weird as hell.

And just like any other man she had been with, he skirted lower to nuzzle his face against the swell of her breasts with a contented sigh, his hand lightly kneading the curve appreciatively. "So soft..." he murmured in admiration.

"You're a titty guy, aren't you?" she queried, causing him to chuckle.

Lewis met her teasing gaze with a roguish grin. "I'm an appreciator of the female form. Every curve, every line..." His voice dropped an octave as his hand squeezed her breast tighter.

"So...titties are definitely high on that list of appreciation then?"

"I guess you can say that," he mumbled agreeably, pulling her closer. "We should be asleep still, it's early as fuck."

"Shouldn't you be heading off to work soon?" Ariel asked though she made no move to pull away from Lewis' wandering caresses.

He shook his head languidly. "Nah, not until tomorrow – that's media day for the race weekend. I've got a completely free schedule to devote to…other pursuits." The heated look he shot her made Ariel's pulse kick up a notch. Lewis trailed his fingers lightly along the curve of her waist. "Seems a shame to waste such a rare day off cooped up in this hotel room, don't you think?" he mused. "Maybe we could get out, and explore the city a bit more? I know this incredible little tea room that specializes in artisanal teas."

Ariel blinked at the unexpected change of direction, her mind still very much focused on the molten promise she'd seen burning in Lewis' gaze just moments before. "Tea…?"

He laughed at her obvious confusion, leaning in to graze a kiss along her jawline that had her sucking in a sharp breath. "Among other things, gorgeous. But I'll let you be the judge of what those 'other things' could entail…"

Pushing himself upright, Lewis winked before disappearing into the bathroom, leaving Ariel momentarily flustered. She could have sworn she heard his rich chuckle echoing after him.

Well, two could play at that game.

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"So you're like…a pseudo-vegan or something?" Ariel asked curiously as they strolled back towards Lewis' hotel, each holding a cone piled high with soft serve and countless toppings.

Lewis made a considering face before nodding. "I guess you could say that, but really it's only for desserts, because vegan candy and pastries just taste like shit." He pulled an exaggerated look of disgust that had Ariel giggling around a mouthful of the creamy frozen treat.

They had spent the entire day exploring Tokyo's quirky retail districts and hidden gems, all while attempting to stay relatively incognito. An added thrill ran through Ariel at the idea of keeping things on the down-low with Lewis – though her closest friends and family were getting subtle glimpses through her "Close Friends" Instagram stories. To the wider world, however, her social media portrayed her as being in London after the Australia trip, busy working on the movie's album before getting back to the grind of the promotional tour. Ariel relished being able to simply exist at the moment, unburdened by prying eyes or external pressures for once.

As they approached the hotel entrance, Lewis snagged her hand and tugged her through a discreet side door, avoiding the main lobby completely. They rode the service elevator up, giggling quietly like misbehaving teenagers every time the doors opened to let on another hotel employee.

Finally, they made it back to Lewis' suite. Ariel immediately kicked off her shoes and made a beeline for the couch, sinking into the soft cushions with a happy sigh. Lewis joined her a moment later, their bodies instinctively orienting towards each other's warmth.

"You know…" he began conversationally, tonguing a stray drip of melted ice cream from the corner of his lips. "I think you should come to the race on Sunday."

Ariel sat up from her spot. "Everyone will see," she said, a hint of concern in her voice.

Lewis fiddled his eyebrows mischievously. "I can keep you hidden."

"Can you though?" she retorted, cocking her head to the side. "What if someone just randomly sees me? You know how people are."

He understood her trepidation about their fame, especially for her as she was still making a name for herself in Hollywood, yet Lewis could care less what everyone thought. Opinions were just like assholes, everyone had one. "Trust me, I know."

"I enjoy my work and playing Princess Tiana, but sometimes the fans and paparazzi do too much."

Lewis smiled gingerly at her. "We'll cross that bridge if we come to it, Ari. Tell me you didn't enjoy the race in Melbourne though."

"I didn't," Ariel said honestly, causing Lewis to emit a mock gasp and his eyes to widen almost as big as saucers.

"What, woman? You didn't like seeing me on the track?"

"Well, you had to stop before I could even see you for real," she teased. "No offense."

Lewis gave her an exaggerated eyeroll. "Damn, you don't hold back any punches, do you?"

"Nope," Ariel popped the 'p', making herself more comfortable.

Lewis stared at her for a moment, then pulled her onto his lap, making her shriek in surprise. As she settled onto him, he ran his hands down her sides. "If we're gonna try and see where this goes, you have to be nicer to me," he purred, leaning close to her ear.

Ariel gulped as her heart rate accelerated, her hands resting on his chest in an attempt to brace herself — both literally and figuratively. "And why's that?" she managed.

"Because…" His voice lowered to a rumble. "I'm sensitive." When he pulled back, a playful glint danced in his eyes. Ariel scoffed and tried to get up, but Lewis's hands snaked around her waist, caging her in. "Where ya going, princess? I want my kiss."

"And what makes you think you even deserve one," she quipped sassily.

He let out a amused chuckle and then captured her lips with his own. The kiss started soft but quickly deepened, filled with rising passion. Ariel moaned as Lewis trailed kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. His touch was gentle yet possessive, claiming every inch of her skin as if he couldn't get enough.

Lewis buried his face in her neck, drinking in her scent as one of his hands massaged her left breast, smiling proudly as her nipple hardened into a tight peak. "We can stop if you want," he said, although he silently prayed that she wanted to go further. God knows how bad he needed to feel her, taste her, to have her writhing beneath in a moaning, albeit sexually sated mess.

"I'm fine," she replied hoarsely, causing him to give her a questioning look.

"Are you sure?" he asked, bringing their foreheads together. "I meant what I said about waiting, Ariel."

"I know," she responded, exhaling loudly. "You made that abundantly clear, sir. Thank you again for that, but—"

"No problem, love," he casually interjected before motioning for her to continue.

"But…is it strange for me to say that I want you?"

"Nah," he said with a headshake, bringing his hand to cup her chin and look into her eyes. "It's not weird at all. Honestly, I'll be lying to say that I want us to stop because I don't, not even in the slightest. This is all bout you, baby girl. What do you want to do?"

"Deadass?"

Lewis let out a chuckle. "Always....tell me what you want."

Ariel felt her heart swell with a mix of emotions - desire, excitement, and a hint of nervousness. She couldn't believe she was about to say this out loud, but she couldn't deny the overwhelming urge she felt.

"I want you," she whispered, her cheeks flushing with heat. "I want you to fill me up in the best way possible, and I want to ride you...feel you inside me, which sounds crazy as hell because Lord knows I don't know anything bout riding a dick."

Lewis' eyes darkened with desire as he took in her words, feeling his own body responding to her boldness. He had never been one to shy away from pleasure, and the thought of exploring it with Ariel made his blood rush. "It's okay, baby," he said huskily, his fingers trailing down her spine. "I'll teach you. I'll show you all the nasty shit those boys fucked up to give to you. You're fucking with a man now."

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph...

Ariel's breath hitched, her mind racing with anticipation. She had always been a confident woman - in her career, in her style, in many aspects of life - but when it came to sex, she still felt like an inexperienced teenager sometimes.

Lewis' lips curved into a wicked smile as he leaned in to kiss her deeply. She could feel his hardness pressing against her and she moaned into his mouth, pure, unadulterated lust coursing through every inch of her. Ariel had never experienced anything like this before - this intensity, this raw passion. With every touch and kiss from Lewis, she felt herself unraveling in the most delicious way.

His hands cupped her her breasts once again, and she arched into his touch with a gasp, feeling herself growing wetter with each passing moment.

"Take this off," he growled against her skin, tugging at the straps of her top. She eagerly complied, letting it pool at her waist as she stood before him in nothing but a lacy black bra. His eyes roamed over her bra-clad breasts hungrily. "You're fucking gorgeous," he breathed out reverently, fingers running down the curve of her spine and across the swell of her backside.

Without warning, he lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom, gently laying her down on the soft sheets. He climbed on top of her, kissing and nipping at every inch of exposed skin as he made his way down her body. She had been craving this for so long - Lewis' skilled hands and mouth on every part of her.

He reached between them to stroke the sensitive bundle of nerves between her thighs, causing Ariel to cry out in pleasure. Divesting her of the jeans and underwear, Lewis made his way back up to her breasts, to nip and suck at her flesh before putting all of his attention onto her glistening pussy. She wasn't completely bare, yet the landing strip she was sporting was soaked with her juices.

Lewis immediately got to work - flicking his tongue against her aching clit while two of his fingers pushed inside, making her rock her hips to the rhythm he created, head lolled back in the throes of passion. Ariel's legs shook and her thighs clenched against his head as Lewis flattened his tongue, digging deeper into her moist depths.

She tasted like pineapple – so sweet, wet, and ready. He could eat her pussy forever, but based on how rigid his dick was, Lewis needed to be inside her expeditiously.

"Lew-is! Oh...yes....like that."

Her mewls spurred him on, and he ate her pussy like The Last Supper — lapping, licking, sucking until she finally burst, her body pulsating as she rode out her orgasm.

"What a good girl," he praised, tearing his mouth from her pussy and wiping her essence from his face. "You look so pretty when you cum."

And she did. Her ebony skin glowed, flushed from the aftermath of her climax. Ariel's breathing was still shallow, and Lewis lay beside her as it regulated back to normal.

"Oookkaay....wow..."

He smiled sheepishly at her, his brown eyes softening yet still holding a smoldering of lust. "How was that? Good? Much better than Bob, huh?"

Ariel wheezed a laugh. "So much better than Bob." She nodded at his bulge, which tented inside his khaki pants. "Need some help with that?"

Lewis followed her gaze, unzipped his pants then shed both the pants and boxer briefs in one swift action, allowing his aching member to spring free. He studied her reaction as she took in the sight of his length and girth – parted lips, eyes low and lidded with arousal.

"I think I do, actually. Come over and sit on it."

Surely he had to be joking! There was no way that...monster was going to fit inside her tight walls.

"What?!" Ariel's incredulous laugh was cut short by a low growl from Lewis.

"You said that you wanted to ride, right? So come over here and ride it."

"Lewis, I told you that—"

"I know, and didn't I say that I'll teach you?" he chipped in, making her nod in concurrence. "Bring your lil' ass on."

With a small smile, she crawled over and straddled him, feeling his throbbing arousal pressing against her core. He groaned at the sensation of her heat against his skin. Reaching into the side table, Lewis revealed a condom and placed it into Ariel's hands. "Put it on me, please."

Ariel took the condom from Lewis' hand, tearing it open with her teeth as she reached down to roll it onto his erection. Their eyes locked as she slid the condom down his length, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of finally being intimate with him. Once the condom was securely in place, Lewis grabbed her hips.

"Squat down a bit," he commanded, and Ariel did as she was told. Tentatively, with guidance from Lewis, she went down to his waiting member.

Ariel gasped as she felt him fill her, and for a moment, they both stilled, reveling in the feeling. "Holy....fuck..."

"You're so damn tight," he groaned against her neck, hands roaming eagerly over her body. "Take deep breaths and relax, baby, I got you."

Lewis began to move his hips, thrusting up into her with a slow and steady rhythm. Ariel tried to match his movements, their bodies soon moving in perfect synchrony against each other.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Ariel smiled at him and nodded. "Better than okay," she replied, her hips undulating with his.

Lewis continued to move within her, his pace gradually increasing as they both moaned and gasped in pleasure.

"You feel so good," she whispered, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he thrust harder into her.

"So do you," he groaned, his grip tightening on her hips as he moved faster. "Pussy feels amazing...magical..."

Ariel rolled her eyes at that but decided not to broach the subject further. Their bodies were slick with sweat and their breaths came out in ragged pants as the sounds of her ass slapping against his thighs echoed across the hotel room.

"You're riding so good, baby girl. I'm about to cum....shit, Ariel...feels so good, princess." Lewis palmed her cheeks, separating the round globes as he pumped in and out from below. Ariel lost herself in the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending of her body. She was completely consumed by Lewis - his touch, his scent, his voice whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

And when he scooted closer to bite down gently on the hallow of Ariel's throat, that did her in.

"Fuck!" Ariel's head fell back as she let out a guttural moan - it had been far too long since she felt as good as this.

With one final thrust, they both came undone together, riding out the waves of ecstasy until their bodies finally stilled.

They lay there for a few moments, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Lewis eventually pulled out of her, leaving briefly to dispose of the used condom before returning to bed, cuddling with Ariel under the sheets.

"How're you feeling, cowgirl?"

Ariel let out a satisfied sigh, snuggling further into Lewis' embrace. "I'm feeling pretty damn good," she replied, nuzzling her head into his chest. "How bout you?"

"I'm good," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Are you sore? You were wet as fuck, but it's always good to check."

"I'm fine for now, but I'll let you know if anything changes," she said softly, tracing lazy circles on his chest.

"Alright," he said pulling her closer, his arm tightening around her neck in yet another headlock.

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Lewis was a night owl, which was very ironic since he hated waking up early in the morning. But nevertheless, here they were sitting in a music studio in Chuo City at nearly 2am. He had to be up at 7am to head to Suzuka Circuit for qualifying.

Earlier that evening, Lewis took his Mercedes team out for some bowling after spending the day at the track. This left Ariel to herself, where she enjoyed exploring an onsen and the mind-bending TeamLabs exhibit. When Lewis returned, they shared dinner in his suite before their passion led to an intense few rounds of fucking. Though Ariel felt a welcomed soreness from their romping, it definitely had her feeling like a brand-new woman, and she couldn't help but find herself smiling incessantly.

Now in the studio, Timmy (13thwitness) and Andrew (Prologic) were seated in front of the soundboard, playing back some of the samples Lewis had recorded weeks ago. Ariel bobbed her head to the smooth melodies as all three men watched her reaction.

"Yeah...I see it now, kinda like The Weeknd with maybe PARTYNEXTDOOR?" she analyzed.

"More leaning on The Weeknd," Lewis commented between sips of boba tea. "I kinda like that though."

Andrew chimed in, "But Lew's stuff does remind me of The Weeknd circa 2011. Very smooth melodies, a lot of babymaking music." He smirked, earning a laugh from Lewis.

"Would you shift over to be more like Drake? You know, sing and rap?" Ariel asked curiously.

"Lewis, rapping?" Timmy joked. "No, he's not about that."

"Yeah, definitely no, sweetheart," Lewis played along, laughing. "Besides there's too much beef in rap right now. I'm a certified Lover Boy, I stay in my lane."

Ariel rolled her eyes at his antics but understood where he was coming from. "It's really good though. I think you have something here."

Lewis gave her a lingered look. "How about you do some background vocals for me?"

"No," she shook her head adamantly, letting out a nervous giggle. "My training is more in musical theatre, not singer-songwriter."

"But you were singing the shit out of Brent Faiyaz on the way here," Lewis countered with an arched brow, causing his friends to let out some playful jeers.

"Not him calling you out like this," Andrew chuckled. "That's wild, Lew. C'mon, leave the Princess alone for a bit so we can finish this track."

As Lewis headed into the recording booth, he looked back at Ariel. "Just think about it, okay? No pressure." He gave her a wink before disappearing behind the glass.

Watching him lay down the vocals, Ariel couldn't help but consider his offer, despite her nerves. Her voice was strong, and some background parts wouldn't be too daunting, but she pushed those thoughts aside for now.

"Is he ever gonna release this music?" She asked Andrew and Timmy.

The two shrugged. "He said later this year, but he said that last year," Andrew replied.

"And the year before," Timmy added. "Music is his passion though. I think he's just overthinking how to present this, y'know? People know him as the racer, the activist, or the style icon, but only a few people know about the musician side of him."

As Lewis continued vibing in the booth, Ariel felt herself getting more and more drawn into his musical world. She knew he was dedicated to his craft, and a part of her wanted to support that passion. Only time would tell if she worked up the courage.

The harsh reality of celebrity life meant people were constantly trying to snap candid photos and sell them to the highest tabloid bidder, no matter how private the moment. Ariel knew there was a chance she could be spotted at Lewis' race in Suzuka, but in the aftermath of their passionate weekend, she didn't care. In hindsight, the potential consequences seemed trivial compared to the incredible moments they had shared.

She could still vividly recall the feeling of Lewis's skilled mouth exploring her most sensitive areas, his head planted firmly between her thighs as he lapped and suckled at her pearl until she reached dizzying heights of euphoria. The memory of her climactic cries and the way her thighs quivered around him made heat bloom in her cheeks.

Ariel knew he understood the struggles of life in the spotlight. With him by her side, she felt she could take on anything. Their relationship was still new, but she had a sense that Lewis could be the gravitational pull to keep her grounded amid the chaos.

But that intimacy was beside the point when she arrived back in London to finish recording and the internet exploded with photos of her at Suzuka. Many fans were upset, stating she should've been upfront instead of pretending to still be in London. Others noted her right to privacy. Regardless, her team would work on doing damage control - releasing a preview clip from her film or a new song from the upcoming album to distract from the frenzy.

Being famous was not what it was cracked up to be. Luckily, Ariel had Lewis in her corner. As a message from him popped up expressing his desire to see her again, she felt her stomach flutter with excitement. Yeah, the paparazzi and overzealous fans were batshit crazy, but Lewis definitely made up for it.

Ariel felt reassured that this storm too would eventually pass. And when it did, she knew Lewis would be waiting with open arms and that talented mouth ready to reunite with her most intimate places once again.

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Steddie Upside-Down AU Part 40

Part 1 Part 39

Days pass, and Steve’s painkiller script runs dry. Without the pills, Steve’s every waking moment twinges, but what irks him more is the way his life is passing him by.

He spent almost a week in a painkiller haze of sleep, and now he’s awake and pissed off.

The swimming season is almost over, he’s going to be drowning in schoolwork, and he’s just sitting in the Munson trailer, rotting with Eddie by his side.

Will had gone back to school yesterday, and Steve’s itching to scrabble back into mundanity.

His doctor, Wayne, Eddie, hell even Joyce, all act like it’s too soon, like he’s made of crumpled paper, like he needs handled delicately or he’ll tear.

He’s sick of it. Steve wakes up, too early with the taste of ash in his throat. Eddie’s already awake, curling his fingers around Steve’s forearm and dragging him closer in his small shoebox bed.

“What day is it?” Steve asks.

Eddie squints at the clock, reading the vivid red 4:43 on the clock like it’s a calendar. “Thursday…” he says, voice ragged with sleep, trailing off, clearly unsure.

Steve stares up at the dark ceiling, doesn’t look at the glowing red, and says, “I’m going to school today.”

Eddie squeezes his forearm, says, “Steve,” plaintively.

“I can’t do this Eddie,” Steve whispers. He blinks and he’s there, staring up at the vines writhing on Eddie’s ceiling, the red of Eddie’s alarm clock pouring through the windows. He blinks again, and he’s back, Eddie’s warmth beside him. “I’m going crazy, cooped up in here.”

Eddie sighs, a long, dramatic groan that vibrates Steve’s head where it’s propped up against his chest. “I can’t believe you’re making me go to school, Stevie,” he says, trailing his fingers gently up and down Steve’s shoulder.

“Don’t you miss your friends?” Steve asks, pointedly not thinking of his own.

Eddie’s still rubbing Steve’s shoulder, as he replies, “Yeah. Jeff called a few days ago, and Wayne told him I had the flu.” He sighs. “I just hate lying to them.”

Steve’s relationship with Tommy and Carol is built on a bed of deflection and lies. No, what you said didn’t hurt my feelings. Of course, I want to throw a party and get stuck holding the bag when the cops show up. Yeah, my parents are out of town a lot, you’re right, it’s the best.

But sometimes, when Tommy was just the right level of tipsy, or late at night at one of his sleepovers with Carol, one of them would say something real. Carol would whisper about the diet her Mom was on, how her bones were that of a bird and Carol was so afraid of being whittled down to nothing. How Tommy’s dad had hit his face hard enough to bruise, and then gotten made that he looked like a ruffian the next day.

How Steve’s parents don’t stick around long at all.

Those are the people he misses. The people left rotting in the corners of the ones who roam the halls of Hawkins High. That’s not who he’ll get to see at school today.

“They’d understand,” Steve says. “If they’re your friends, they’d understand.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Eddie says, letting the topic drop.

Wayne grumbles over his mug of coffee when they stumble out of Eddie’s bedroom, both dressed in Eddie’s clothes, but doesn’t say much. They share a quiet breakfast, as Wayne scarfs down his meal before bed, drooping into his plate.

Eddie rifles through the whole trailer until he finally finds the van keys discarded in the bathroom. Wayne sends them off with a gruff, “come home if ya get tired,” as they walk through the door.

Steve doesn’t notice he doesn’t have any of his stuff until Eddie’s already pulling into the parking lot, students glaring and giving a wide berth to his van as it loudly chug chug chugs into a space.

He can’t remember if he had any assignments due, what they were learning, barely even remembers his class schedule. It’s like everything from before has the haze of a dream. Only the nightmare of after is crisp and real.

The whispers as he stumbles out of Eddie’s van, start slow. They grow louder when Eddie rushes to the other side of the van, holding out his arm in an offer of support that Steve snubs.

Eddie walks by his side, leaning into him like he just can’t help himself. “You know,” he whispers conspiratorially. “It’s not too late to pretend I kidnapped you or something.”

Steve snorts, letting his elbow slide into Eddie’s ribs as he takes a step closer, even as the stares fillet his skin right open. “I’d make a terrible captive.”

Eddie laughs. “You really do,” Eddie says, shaking his head in mock disappointment. “Coming here against the doctor’s orders? Naughty naughty!”

Steve jams his elbow into Eddie’s ribs, hard this time, sending him reeling even as he laughs, clutching the abused spot.

No one approaches them, treating the whole spectacle like it’s a television show. Fascinating and untouchable.

But the bubble inevitably bursts. Tommy’s loitering by Carol’s locker, arm slung over her shoulder as she digs through its contents. She laughs, smacking his arm even as she smiles up at him. They look happy. Fine. Normal. Like Steve hasn’t been missed at all.

There’s something dark and slimy slithering up Steve’s throat. He swallows it down.

He keeps walking, Eddie by his side, not looking their way. So, it’s a shock when a small hand grabs his hand and yanks.

“What the hell, Steve?” Carol says, looking up at him with wide eyes. “Where have you been?”

“Nevermind that, what happened to your hair?” Tommy asks, laughing. Like Steve being missing is a joke. Like everything always is, with him.

“Just felt like a change,” Steve says, smiling sarcastically at them before trying to continue on his way.

Carol’s hand tangled in his sleeve stops him. He looks down at it. Her fingernails are turning white under her pretty pink nail polish. He sighs, stops, Eddie stopping beside him.

“I was in the hospital,” he says, meeting Carol’s eyes, pretending Tommy isn’t there at all. “Thanks for visiting by the way.”

She takes a startled step back, stretching Steve’s borrowed sweatshirt out with the way her fingers are still hanging onto it. As if she can sense people staring, she steps forward, holds her ground as she glares up at him, hissing, “we didn’t know!” she stamps her foot, loud with her clunky heels. “We went to your house, and no one answered!”

“And you didn’t think that was weird?” Steve demands. “You didn’t think, huh, maybe we should look for Steve? You couldn’t even pretend to give a shit?”

“Steve, I—” Carol starts, before Tommy interrupts her.

“So, what?” he demands, posturing into Steve’s space before Eddie throws out an arm, pushing him back. “You got your feelings hurt and you decide to start slumming it with the trailer trash?”

That dark thing slithers back up Steve’s throat. He pours it out at Tommy’s feet. “Anyone’s an upgrade compared to you,” he spits. “Poor little Tommy, has to make everything a joke so no one will notice there’s nothing underneath.”

“Steve!” Carol gasps.

“Oh, like you’re any better!” he says, something vicious and snarling crawling out of him. “Act like a bitch so no one gets any closer.”

“And what does that make you?” she demands.

“Steve,” Eddie says, pulling him back. “Let’s go.”

Steve looks at the two people who were his best friends and feels nothing. “You’re right,” he says, turning around and not looking back. “They’re not worth it.”

“Whatever,” Tommy shouts. “Just go off and fuck your new boyfriend, see if I care!”

People in the hallway are staring. Steve feels their eyes like fingernails down his face. Eddie takes a step away from him but doesn’t leave his side.

“Are you okay?” Eddie asks.

Steve nods, afraid he’ll spit up rage like bile if he opens his mouth. Eddie doesn’t leave him alone until he’s at the threshold of English class.

“I’m in shop,” he says, eyeing Steve critically. “Get me if you need me, okay?”

Steve nods.

“Promise me,” Eddie says, crossing his arms and staring Steve down. They both ignore the furtive look other students give them as they slip past to get into the classroom.

Steve chokes out, “I promise,” maintaining eye contact with Eddie until he finally turns and leaves with a strained sigh.

Once he’s out of sight, Steve runs on shaky legs, shoving through the nearest bathroom door and dropping painfully to the tile as he leans over the open lid of the toilet, stomach heaving.

It’s not rage that crawls out. Something small, and slimy, and black slithers out of his throat and into the bowl.

Steve flushes the bowl, washes his mouth out and goes back to class just before the bell.

Part 41

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#steddie upsidedown au #steddie fic #eddie munson #steve harrington #my fic

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mfshipbracket · 1 year

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welcome to ghost mod's thought experiment, the m/f ship bracket bonus round where every single m/f ship from the original round is pit against reylo of the 97/3 #shreksweep infamy.

why, you ask? mostly cuz of this.

they're going from lowest to highest per the original rankings, starting off with our newcomers adam/eve. 9 polls per day will roll out on queue throughout the est evening from may 12th-18th! after polls are closed one week later, i will post the final rankings of who swept the hardest (or failed to sweep...)

all polls can be found under the #bonus round tag, and this masterpost also contains links to each specific poll. there is also a spreadsheet with current bonus round standings and stats from the original bracket if you like numbers. :)

disclaimer: not a reylo hater. i'm just ardently devoted to the bit

DAY ONE

1. Adam/Eve (The Bible) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 2. Barbie/Ken (Barbie) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 3. Branch/Poppy (TROLLS) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 4. Hori/Kashima (Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 5. Naegi/Kirigiri (Dangan Ronpa) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 6. Fakir/Ahiru (Princess Tutu) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 7. Jake/Amy (Brooklyn 99) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 8. Sonic/Amy (Sonic the Hedgehog) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 9. Vax'ildan/Keyleth (Critical Role/TLOVM) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars)

DAY TWO

10. Barry Bluejeans/Lup (The Adventure Zone: Balance) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 11. Westley/Buttercup (The Princess Bride) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 12. Lucas/Max (Stranger Things) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 13. Bella Swan/Edward Cullen (Twilight) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 14. Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa (Six of Crows) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 15. Zagreus/Megaera (Hades) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 16. Greg/Rose Quartz (Steven Universe) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 17. Orpheus/Eurydice (Hadestown) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 18. Sans/Toriel (Undertale) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars)

DAY THREE

19. Megamind/Roxanne (Megamind) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 20. Inuyasha/Kagome (Inuyasha) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 21. Mamoru/Usagi (Sailor Moon) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 22. Anne/Gilbert (Anne with an E) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 23. Mako/Raleigh (Pacific Rim) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 24. Nancy/Jonathan (Stranger Things) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 25. Wanda/Vision (Marvel/MCU) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 26. Aragorn/Arwen (Lord of the Rings) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 27. Rayla/Callum (The Dragon Prince) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars)

DAY FOUR

X. Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars VS King Charles/Camilla (United Kingdom) 28. Anakin/Padme (Star Wars) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 29. Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sharma (Bridgerton) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 30. Percy/Vex'ahlia (Critical Role/TLOVM) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 31. Kyo/Tohru (Fruits Basket) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 32. Batman/Catwoman (DC) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 33. Tenth Doctor/Rose (Doctor Who) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 34. Cassian/Jyn (Star Wars) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 35. Joyce/Hopper (Stranger Things) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 36. Aang/Katara (ATLA) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars)

DAY FIVE

37. Mermista/Seahawk (She-ra and the Princesses of Power) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 38. Robin/Starfire (DC/Teen Titans) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 39. Tamaki/Haruhi (Ouran High School Host Club) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 40. Mulder/Scully (The X-Files) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 41. Glimmer/Bow (She-ra and the Princesses of Power) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 42. Zuko/Katara (ATLA) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 43. Steven/Connie (Steven Universe) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 44. Han/Leia (Star Wars) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 45. Beast Boy/Raven (DC/Teen Titans) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars)

DAY SIX

46. Edward/Winry (Fullmetal Alchemist) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 47. Peter/MJ (Marvel/MCU) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 48. Katniss/Peeta (The Hunger Games) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 49. Marinette/Adrien (Miraculous Ladybug) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 50. Kim Possible/Ron Stoppable (Kim Possible) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 51. Darcy/Elizabeth (Pride and Prejudice) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 52. Roy/Riza (Fullmetal Alchemist) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 53. Miles Morales/Gwen Stacy (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-verse) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 54. Zelda/Link (Zelda Series) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars)

DAY SEVEN

55. Twilight/Yor (Spy X Family) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 56. Sokka/Suki (ATLA) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 57. Hunter/Willow (The Owl House) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 58. Chidi/Eleanor (The Good Place) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 59. Ms. Piggy/Kermit (The Muppets) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 60. Rapunzel/Eugene (Tangled) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 61. Howl/Sophie (Howl’s Moving Castle) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 62. Percy/Annabeth (Percy Jackson Series) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) 63. Morticia/Gomez (The Addams Family) VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars)

#mf ship bracket #mf ship bracket 2023 #bonus round #character tournament #ship tournament #ship bracket #tumblr poll #yea i didn't HAVE to post VS Kylo Ren/Rey (Star Wars) for every single one #but ctrl+c and ctrl+v is real. and i thought it'd be funny. just to drive the theme of this bonus round home #if i made any mistakes here. do correct me but have mercy i'm experiencing the horrors rn #anti-reylo

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offbrandkyoya · 1 year

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Lights, Camera, Action! - scaramouche x reader smau

summary:

you’re best friends with the famous band of all time, 5WIRL. however, DCKZ are rising to the top which are leaving your friends in the dust. the solution: add a new member, a new face to start some attention! it did cause attention alright, especially for your heart.

pairing: scaramouche x gn!reader

genre: band au, smau, fluff, crack, celebrity x reader, angst

warning: cursing, scandals, false rumors, kys jokes, mistreatment

status: completed!

taglist: closed :(

5WIRL the lovers DCKZ

Prologue: 1 & 2

01: congratulations! (you’re fucked)

02: common venti L

03: todays the day

04: childe has 0 rizz

05: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, SIX

06: let’s do it

07: << egg sandwiches

08: not your wife

09: fake birthday

10: scarapoo

11: sandwich kisses

12: stay mad

13: kaeyas delusional era

14: yn’s love life

15: SCARA!

16: therapist venti

17: the first show

18: bitchy woman

19: cricket cricket

20: just a friend

21: oh

22: strong

23: retweet

24: im glad to have met you

25: the delusions won

26: HE WANT ME

27: yes

28: TEN?????

29: giggling

30: hoe list

31: date night

32: together 4eva

33: bf reveal

34: enough is enough

35: best friends

36: sugar booger

37: marriage arc

38: fucking kids

39: by my side

40: kazurizz

41: oops i did it again

42: suck it up

43: stupid + stupid

44: = scarayn

45: angel from heaven

46: jealousy jealousy

47: boy what

48: fine then

49: feelings suck

50: hopefully

51: I’m Sorry

52: two weeks!?

53: he’s everywhere

54: bitchless era

55: good luck (you need it)

56: the artist named “….”

57: bye boyfie

58: love confessions

59: yn the widow

60: scara the widower

61: NOW NOW NOW

62: TAY

63: PAC-MAN

64: horrible people

65: pussy

66: big fan

67: what about us?

68: ten kids confirmed

69: crashing down

70: sleeping beauty

71: Goodbye Moon

72: new you new me

73: rattled cages

74: Better luck next time

75: Here Goes

76: Therefore, you and me

77: communication is key

78: the art of love

79: last show

80: thoma ache

81: masked singer

82: think about it

83: haters gonna hate

84: mamas boy

85: you hafta

86: it’s over

87: 2 brothers 2 men

88: Yns Mona Lisa

89: star

90: horn dog

91: win or lose

92: fight club

93: warmth

94: This is Life

95: Epilogue

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gracieheartspedro · 11 months

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I Can See You

Joel Miller x fem! Reader

Hiya friends, I am back with part 2. This time, it gets juicy (; I'm planning on doing tons of parts to this story, so please give me feedback! I'm not used to writing smut, so this is all new to me.

Warnings: DBF! Joel, age gap-ish (reader is 25, Joel is 39), smut, unprotected p in v, oral (f recieving), fingering, workplace sex, joel being a little bit of a perv, reader not having a filter per usual.

Outline: After an encounter with his boss's daughter that was a bit inappropriate, Joel finds her a bit irresistible and teaches her a lesson in not dressing like a tease at the office.

Word count: 3.7k

PART 1

I was not looking forward to our usual monthly meeting. My father invited all the contractors and office crew to the conference room, where we made sure everyone knew the game plan of the month. I usually gave everyone a heads up on some delays in shipments and new clients.

Which meant I had to stand in front of Joel Miller and my dad and talk about work.

It had been over a week since I went to Joel’s house and “apologized” for almost fucking his brother. Last week he was hardly in the office, and when he was, he wouldn’t say anything but “hi” and “bye”. He was busy, I knew that. But I couldn’t help but stare at him when he was in the office. I wanted to say something to him. But I didn’t know how to catch his attention.

After our talk, where I waltz into his house and he told me he liked to stare at me, I knew we were kind of on the same page. He was hard to read, I was too easy to read. He knew how to press my buttons. And God, did I need him to push all of them.

If he liked to stare like the rest of them, I was going to give him a good reason to stare, I decided.

I found a tight blue dress in the back of my closet and heels that were a bit higher than my usual. It wasn’t a dress I usually wore to work, but I could get away with it if I started the day wearing a sweater.

I usually carpooled with my dad every morning, but he left before I even woke up for some reason. I chalk it up to meeting prep.

So I grab a banana and my car keys and head to the office.

—

I walk to my desk, anticipating everyone’s arrival. I hear my dad on the phone in his office, which meant it was going to be a rough start. If someone was bugging him before his second coffee, he was going to have a rough day.

I was the first desk people would see when they walked in, so I would be the first thing Joel would see, so I needed to be strategic in my welcome.

I start printing out the usual outline for the monthly meeting, glancing up at the door every time it opened. As I was the last page printed, I grabbed my highlighter and started highlighting the most important parts of the meeting. It was routine at this point.

I lean over my desk, my sweater hanging off my shoulders. I hear the door open and I lock eyes with Joel. And behind him, Tommy.

He had wet hair, I could tell he must’ve been in a rush this morning. He wears a blue short sleeve button up and dark wash blue jeans. His boots are filthy from mud, which always tracks through the office.

“Mornin’ Millers,” I say plainly, trying not to make it too obvious I was trying to grab his attention.

“Mornin’,” Joel says groggily, “Everyone here before us?”

I finish my last line of highlighter and stand up straighter to really face him, “Yes sir.”

Tommy doesn’t say anything, just stares at me with wonder in his eyes. Man this guy saw my tits too, I think for a second. The thought makes me cringe a bit.

Tommy doesn’t frequent the office often since he’s not the boss of the work sites. He’s mainly Joel’s little helper. He always attends the meetings, just in case Joel or my dad need him to pick up slack somewhere.

Joel doesn’t say anything, just opens the conference room door. He waves Tommy in, trying to grab his attention away from me. Joel stands against the door, waiting.

“I’ll be in a second,” I say, grabbing all my pens and my phone, “Don’t wait up.”

He rolls his eyes and lets go of the door, letting it slam behind him.

Play it cool.

My dad finally comes out of his office, giving me a confused look as I head to the door.

“What’s the occasion?” He questions, gesturing towards my dress.

“You’re always bitching that I’m not even trying to dress business-y and now here I am, trying, and you-”

“Whatever, hun, just lets get this meeting done. I have a lot of shit to deal with when this is over. Got a long day of meetings downtown.”

I nod, knowingly.

My heels clack against the marbled floor as I waltz into the room of about 8 men.

The thing about being the boss’s daughter is, the men that work for him are never going to blatantly ogle you. They will do it when he’s not looking. So when Dad was setting up his screen on the TV, I watched as the older contractors stared at me up and down. I am not a very self conscious person, but old men just gross me out. These guys were old enough to be my grandfather at this point.

Joel was different. He always kept his head down and looked outside the huge window, unless he had a genuine question. He always stayed later focused at work. No funny business.

Today, I needed his full, undivided attention.

So I slip my sweater off and start handing out the outlines. I get a few confused looks, but I keep my composure.

“Okay gentlemen, good morning,” My dad starts, “We got a lot of shit this week. We have to finish the Locklane Property this Friday. I am having Joel oversee everything is in order there. The check hasn’t fully cleared, so we need everything perfect. It’s a big payday.”

I find my seat next to my dad, right across from Joel and Tommy.

“The last few shipments for the Brier Woods property are delayed by the way,” I purse my lips, “But I can try to make some calls to speed that up. I know we need it done ASAP.”

“Any status on those kitchen sinks you put in for last month?” Joel asks, directing his question at me. I cock my eyebrow, not expecting a question from him so quickly.

“Not yet,” I lean back in my chair, “But when I get in touch with them, you’re the first person I’ll call.”

“Much ‘preciated,” He mumbles, his eyes go back to scanning the outline. My dad starts his normal speech about not staying on the job too long and how he wants to make sure his crews are being treated fairly. This was normally directed to the older contractors, who treated their crews like shit and constantly overworked them.

The meeting is usually about 30 minutes long, so when we finish up final talks, my dad practically races back to his office to grab his car keys and leave for downtown. All the other men mosy out of the room and to their work trucks. I watch Tommy eyeball me from across the room while I clean up some spilled coffee and all the outlines littering the table. I look up at him, giving him a slight nod and wave.

“Have a good day, Tommy,” I say, acknowledging him for the first time since almost fucking him. He smiles, giving me a kurt nod. He walks out of the room with another guy, while Joel hangs around typing on his phone.

Once he notices everyone is gone, he speaks up.

“That a new dress?”

My heart rate picks up. I clutch the papers against my chest, “Not new, just never worn.”

He stands up, putting a tooth pick in his mouth.

“Never wear it again,” He says sternly. I watch him come closer to me, his shoulder lined up next to mine, “Ya’ tease.”

He starts for the door, leaving me as practically a puddle on the floor.

I find my voice, grabbing his wrist to prevent him from walking further, “Only if by the end of the day, you’re the one taking it off.”

I never have seen a man move so fast, turning on his heels to face me. He’s centimeters away, I can smell his aftershave and his shampoo.

“Playin’ a dangerous game there, sweetheart,” He murmurs, “You know better, right?”

I smile, inching closer, “Guess I don’t.”

He doesn’t smile back at the little game I’m trying to play, “I’m comin’ back on my lunch.”

And he leaves.

—-

I was just glad that everyone left at the same time during the day for lunch in the office.

When 12 o’clock hits, everyone in the office bids me farewell for their hour and a half lunch. As one of the assistants opens the front door to leave, she holds the door for, you guessed it, Joel. He strides over to my desk slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Is anyone here?”

I shake my head, “All left on their breaks.”

I stand up, finding my way to the other side of my desk where he stood.

“Why did you come back?” I question, leaning against my desk, moving some of the papers with my butt.

I am so nervous but I am still trying to play it cool. I spent all morning anticipating his arrival that I hardly did my job. I couldn’t make a phone call, I couldn’t answer a single email, I was so in my own head. What was he going to do when he got here?

“I don’t really know,” he licks his lips, “Just know ’m eager to have you alone again.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. After all these years of this man practically ignoring my existence, and here he is, eager to be alone?

“Oh really?”

He positions himself in between my legs, wrapping his arms around my waist. His biceps are tight against his shirt when he flexes like this.

“And these fuckin’ dresses you’ve been wearing?” He scans my body like I’m something he wants to eat, “Has me thinking of all the things I should’ve done when I had you with your tits out in your bedroom.”

I laugh, a little too hard, “You mean when Tommy had my tits out?”

He shakes his head, grabbing my face with his hand. His hand is so big and his fingers so long, he takes up a lot of my face.

That stops my laughter.

“Tell me,” He mutters, “Why did you want him so bad?”

He doesn’t release my face, so I just shake my head.

He finally lets me go, his other arm still tightly around me.

“You left me high and dry after tying up my bikini,” I say, my arms finding their way to behind his neck, “And you were too busy with the new neighborhood MILF.”

I slide a bit more off the desk and onto his right leg. My dress is slowly riding up. If I would’ve known this little dress caused such a stir, I would have worn it months ago.

“Oh, so you were jealous?”

I felt a pang of embarrassment. I shake my head, “No, no, I just-”

“You are a terrible liar, sweetheart.”

I press myself into him a bit harder, my underwear finally making contact with his jeans. He looks down at what I’m doing, his head shaking.

“Whatcha doin’ there?”

I smirk, using his grip on me to my advantage. I wrap my legs around his one leg, pressing myself even harder against him.

“Don’t want anyone seeing us,” I whisper into his ear, “We should finish this somewhere else.”

He nods in agreement, knowing exactly where I was going with this. The only two places that have shades on the windows was my dad’s office and the conference room, so I choose the respectable thing and lead him into the conference room. I draw the shades, while he shuts the door and locks it.

I walk over to him, my arms finding his neck again. He purses his lips, “I don’t think you realize how badly I wanted to bend you over this table this mornin’.”

Those same pursed lips, find their way to my exposed neck. I was already wet, but there’s something about someone’s breath on my neck. It went straight to in between my legs.

“You should’ve,” I practically moan, “Right in front of everyone.”

He chuckles darkly, “Right in front of Tommy? Poor guy is down bad for you.”

I pull him away from me for a second, “Do you feel bad doing this?”

He shakes his head, “Fuck no, that guy gets every pussy that comes his way, this one is mine.”

This one is mine.

I was fucking soaked at this point.

“Is it?” Is all I can say, because his tongue is back on my neck and chest. He mindlessly tugs up my dress some more, exposing my panties. He uses one arm to lift me onto the conference table, my bare legs getting chills from the cold table top.

I have been with 3 guys total, and not one of them had ever eaten me out. My first boyfriend was inexperienced and terrified to hurt me. He always told me “we would get around to it” but let’s just say, the relationship ended as quickly as he finished inside me. The other two were one night stands and I was too drunk to remember if they even touched my pussy with anything but their dicks.

So when he gets eye level with my wet stained panties, I get a bit nervous. I clench my legs together a bit.

“You gettin’ shy on me?”

I bite my lip, “No one has ever gone down on me.”

He leans back a bit on his knees, “You’re not a virgin are y-”

“No, no, Joel,” I quickly quip up, “I just never had a guy eat me out before. No guy has even shown initiative so I just let them fuck me.”

He looks flabbergasted, before spreading my legs again with his right hand.

“These boys these days don’t know what the fuck they’re missin’,” He kisses my inner thighs, “Lemme take care of you, girl.”

He kisses my inner thighs, taking his sweet time. Watching him from this angle reminds me of seeing him trying to get those serving plates. He was so handsome, his dark hair falling around his ears.

His lips eventually find my mound, which sends me into a moaning mess. I lean back, resting my elbows on the table. He uses one hand to keep me in my position, all while using the other to pull my panties off.

He looks so focused, so driven and hungry.

“Please,” I whimper, “Please Joel, do something.”

He smirks, “Very eager, little one.”

He licks one long stripe on my slit, my whole body freezes up for a second. He continues, diving deeper into me. He swirls his tongue everywhere. The sounds are pornographic, wet and so fucking hot.

He presses harder down on my stomach, trying to keep me from moving.

He brings his other hand up, his two fingers run through my heat. He releases my stomach for a moment, standing up from his spot on the floor. He then lifts his other hand up to my face.

“Suck ‘em baby, get them nice and wet.”

I grab them with one hand, sticking them into my mouth. I lick and suck them like my life depended on it. Joel’s eyes get darker watching me moan around his fingers. He removes them, those two fingers finding my slit.

“Gonna open you up some,” he mutters, “Not done eating ya.”

He returns to his knees, using his middle and ring finger now. He’s pushing them in skillfully, before pressing his lips onto my mound again. He starts fucking me slowly, his tongue running up and down my hot slit.

He sets a pace, his fingers hooking inside me a bit, pressing me in spots I didn’t even know existed.

“Holy fuck-” I groan, my hands finding his hair, “Don’t stop.”

His mouth finds my clit again, and that’s when I know I’m done for. He’s sucking so good, I can’t even think straight.

Between the sounds and his expertise, I feel that familiar build up I feel when I’m touching myself. It feels hot in my lower stomach. I feel my legs and arms tense up. He feels it too, removing his mouth from me and focusing on using his fingers.

“You gonna cum on my fingers? Go on, cum for me.”

It throws me over the edge, my whole body tenses up. As I do that, his hands leave my tight hole and he starts to rub his entire hand over my clit. The continuous stimulation makes me feel something I’ve never felt before. I watch his jaw tighten as I cum all over him.

“Jesus, fucking Christ, Joel.”

As I’m trying to catch my breath, I notice him undoing his belt.

“I’m not done yet, girl,” He mumbles, “I still have so much I want to do to you.”

He pulls his pants down, keeping his shirt on. But I wanted to see all of him.

“Take your shirt off,” I say, “I want to see you.”

“No time for that,” He groans, letting his dick free from his briefs.

I practically gasp.

He’s fucking huge. Bigger than I’ve ever been with, for sure. I knew he’d be hung, but for God’s sake, was that going to fit in me?

“Don’t worry, little one,” He says, noticing my jarred face, “It’ll fit.”

It’s like he reading my fucking mind.

He finds his way on top of me. I realize all this foreplay, and he still hasn’t kissed me.

“Joel,” I murmur, his face inches from me, “Kiss me.”

I capture his lips before he can respond.

It was a patient kiss, at first. When I try to slip my tongue into his mouth, he starts to get a little more passionate with it. I can taste myself on his tongue, which turns me on more than I thought it would.

I was so lost in the kiss, I didn’t even realize he was starting to run his dick along my entrance. When it touches my clit, I pull away from the kiss with a hiss.

“Gonna ease it in,” He grabs ahold of his shaft, guiding it through my heat before settling right on my entrance.

He pushes forward. I’ve never felt such delicious pressure in my life. I was still sensitive from the first orgasm, that as soon as he continued pressing himself into me, I was a moaning mess.

He grabs my face again, pulling me up to meet his eyes.

“More,” I moan, relaxing a bit so he could fill me up. And fill me up he did.

“Goddamn,” He groans, “So fuckin’ tight.”

Once I adjust for a moment, he removes his hand from my face and lifts my legs up and places them around his hips. I notice I still have my heels on, which only feeds into this workplace fantasy I had imagined before he got here. God this was so dirty.

He starts to move, his hips snapping into mine at a gentle pace. But something comes over me while he grinding into me.

He’s watching himself disappear inside me, taking his time.

“Joel,” I moan, “Fuck me harder.”

He chuckles lowly, “Oh, you ready for that?”

“Pleas-”

He snaps forward, settling into a brutal pace. I couldn’t help but moan out whenever his pelvis rubbed against me for a second. The table was squeaking and moving under us, but Joel just held me in place while pounding into me.

He reaches out, wrapping his hand around my throat.

“Gonna be a good girl for me,” He’s clenching his teeth while he fucks me, like he’s holding back a little, “Aren’t ya?”

“Yes, sir, yes,” I strain out, not even realizing what I’m saying.

“Oh my god, girl,” He’s going even faster, like he’s chasing his own orgasm, “Keep sayin’ that.”

He puts those expert fingers to good use again, reaching between us, and finding my clit. It takes less than a minute for him to get me back to the edge, my body starts shaking involuntarily. I had no control over it.

“Oh my god, please sir!”

I lurch up, wrapping my entire body around him.

“Squeezing me, baby,” He moans, “That’s right baby, cum all over this cock.”

It’s something I’ve never experienced while having sex. The concept of cumming at the same time seemed like something that only happened in porn or my favorite romance novels.

But we did.

We moan in unison, falling over the edge of our highs. He goes to pull out, but I hold him tighter, making him cum right inside me. As soon as we catch our breaths, he let’s go of my upper body slowly.

“I came inside ya,” He mutters, easing himself out of me. It makes me feel so unbelievably empty.

“I’m on birth control,” I explain, in between my gasps, “Wanted you to.”

He starts to pull his pants up, stuffing his softening cock into his briefs and away from my view. When he notices me staring, he stands back, getting a good look of me.

“You look so fucking hot with my cum leaking out of you.”

A sentence I never thought I’d ever hear from Joel Miller.

I smile, finding my footing on the ground, still kind of wobbly from having the life fucked out of me. I shimmy my dress down to cover my ass again. I glance around the room, trying to find my underwear. He knows exactly what I’m looking for, clearing his throat.

I look up at him and see he has my underwear on his pointer finger. He gestures for me to grab them, but I think of an even better idea. I grab them from him and ball them up. I grab his belt loop, pulling him towards me. I slide the panties in his back pocket, all the while giving him a shit eating grin.

“You’re bad news, little one.”

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