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I updated my master list a bit. I found the Rowoon smut I wrote 🫢 and the Hasegawa smut and linked them up. I’m also like almost done with my Suzuki Nobuyuki smut 🤤🤤🤤 it’s really yummy me thinks and I will link it up when I finish it. I hope that’s today cause I really wanna post it teehee
#masterlist#sf9#sf9 smut#the rampage from exile tribe#gekidan exile#exile tribe#exile tribe smut#kpop smut#kpop fanfics#jpop smut#jpop fanfics#ALSO I WISH I COULD MAKE AN AOI FROM GAZETTE SMUT HES SO YUMMY IVE BEE THINKING ABOUT HIM FOR A SPOONFULL#BUT I JUST DONT HAVE THE BRAIN POWER UGH#HES SO YUMMY ITS NOT FAIR#I HATE PRETTY MEN THEY ARE THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE#SO SO PRETTY ITS JUST NOT FAIR#MAKES ME WEAK IN THE KNEES
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Best & Worst BLs of 2023
My Top 15 BLs of 2023 are (in order)
1 Our Dating Sim
Korea Viki
Nerds in love, deadlines, gaming, teasing, pining tiny idiots, casual affection, linguistic oops, ADORABLE. If you haven't watched this, it's a must. A perfect short form KBL, an office set reunion romance featuring geeks that really suits 8 eps with no fluff and no chaff. Just comforting and yummy.
I adored every aspect from the casting to the pristinely simple premise to the quietly smooth execution. Sure it’s low stakes, but that makes it high domesticity and extremely warm and gentle. This is a fuzzy blanket of a story - a cozy BL. It lives in my rewatch pile and you know what’s best about it? Every single episode is in that pile. There’s no skipping with this one, it might be good natured and calmly sweet but it’s tight and the pacing is excellent.
Also recieves my 2023 award for best giggle.
2 I Cannot Reach You
AKA I Can't Reach You AKA Kimi ni wa Todokanai
Japan Netflix
This classic friends-to-lovers BL is everything Japan does best. Angsty. Emo. Aching. Driven by real thirst. Yamato is deeply in love with his childhood bestie, Kakeru, and has been for ages, unable to hide his ungainly damaging high school need. He wants Kakeru in every way possible and it oozes off of the screen.
Kakeru is silly and a little simple, but not frenetic or overly camp about it. He is earnest, and genuinely wants to keep Yamato in his life which means giving a romance (and gayness) a fair chance. We watch him realize his affection and what form it can take in a truly authentic way.
This show was impossibly kind to both of its lead characters and I felt almost honored that I got to watch something so lovely and rare play out on my screen.
Also wins the best thirst award.
These were the 2 BLs that got 10/10 from me in 2023.
The rest of these got 9/10 from me.
3 My School President
Thailand YouTube
GMMTV gave us a classic high school set Thai BL with tropes like messy boys singing their feelings that made this one Love Sick for the modern age with all the gentle sweetness and pining ache, but none of the dated damaging tropes or issues. Who let my BL be this wholesome and funny? My favourite GMMTV BL offering to date. And yes, I've watched them ALL.
Received the Namgoong award for best wingman 2023.
4 I Feel You Linger in the Air
Thailand grey
IFYLITA is an exquisite BL, from filming techniques to narrative framework. Steeped in history and family drama this is an elegant and classy BL. The main couple (both as a pair and individuals) were excellent, particularly Bright (Yai) whose eye-work acting style is a personal favorite of mine. It's a marker of how great it was that it's so high on my list despite the ending which was very much not what I wanted.
Additional accolade, sexiest moment of 2023 - (the oil scene).
You could try to fight me, but you'll have no grip.
5 Kiseki: Dear to Me
Taiwan Gaga & Viki
The plot is totally ridiculous and slightly unhinged. There’s a gum-ball machine of cameos, elder gay rep, great chemistry from all pairs (everyone is queer), and a KILLER side couple. It involves all the tropes under a very offhand framework of gay mafia gangs + food = love. As a result Kiseki is a poster child for Taiwanese BL, and I happen to love Taiwanese BL. Bonus? They also managed to END IT WELL, which we cannot expect from Taiwan.
Best side couple 2023!
(thank goodness Taiwan made this list!)
6 Jun and Jun
Korea Viki
A delightful office romance about an ex-idol who joins cubical life only to find his new boss is his first love. With a snappy (sometimes even raunchy) script, enjoyable sides, a pretty as peaches cast, and descent chemistry this show made up for in style what it lacked in substance. I like fluff. I loved this. I smiled every moment I was watching.
Best flirting 2023.
AKA "the tongue knows" award
7 The Eighth Sense
Korea Viki
This one is a bit chewy and sticky and less perfect than most KBLs. It’s got a bit of an age gap, country boy/city boy, stellar acting, complex characters, and leads with great chemistry and tension. This isn’t in the KBL bubble, there’s sharp edges and lots of triggers. For a BL the darkness of the content left me feeling unsettled (which is the only reason it didn't get a perfect score) but it has a glorious ending and that counts for a lot.
2023's most likely to appeal to non-BL watchers.
8 Unintentional Love Story
Korea iQIYI
The lead, Gongchan (maknae of B1A4) is a fucking GIFT, who carried this show. He was luminous with extraordinarily expressive eyes, which he used to carry a killer plot and challenging role. Forced into a totally understandable betrayal, falling in love despite himself, put into a corner he can't get out of, the AGONY, the eyes EMOTING at us in PAIN. Driven by external conflict, social tension and pressure this story seems simple but it's actually refined and quite complex. I loved this show.
Best story structure 2023.
9 My Personal Weatherman
AKA Taikan Yoho
Japan Gaga
This is classic yaoi of the kind that really only works from Japan. Basically: boys who fell in love in college end up living together but both are so repressed they actually don't realize they're in love. It's high heat is well done, but it leaned into the "why don't they just talk for fuck's sake?" which is exacerbated by the fact that they're already fucking. Sure is sexy tho.
Best use of props 2023 for the shower of sheets.
10 Our Dining Table
AKA Bokura no Shokutaku
Japan Gaga
Lonely salaryman and talented cook gets accidentally adopted by a college kid and his little brother. It’s a quiet & cozy little parable of found family alleviating loneliness. It's lovely & sweet with the romance beats used to build a family relationship, not just couple intimacy. Special.
First prize for domesticity.
11 Laws of Attraction
Thailand iQIYI
This is a great gay suspense thriller with several solid couples, fun plot, killer characters, queer rep, and a happy ending. It’s tons of fun and I had an absolute blast watching it.
Charn wins my favorite character of 2023.
12 La Pluie
Thailand Viki
This BL takes to task the fated mates trope and what it means to have love chained intimately to predestination. It’s about how faith in destiny before choice diminishes the authenticity of emotion, relationships, and connection. This is a high concept to examine through the lens of a BL. With good chemistry and decent acting all around, plus some excellent high heat and representation of consent and a few other rare tropes, this one has to (like it’s sibling show My Ride) earn high marks.
Most interesting concept 2023.
13 The New Employee
Korea Viki
So good, SO QUEER, so soft, a near pitch perfect office BL with conflict derived from that setting. Also found family and a lesbian bestie. This is what I wanted from this new crop of office set KBLs ALL ALONG. Rainbow rice cakes forever!
Best overall queer rep from Korea.
14 Step By Step
Thailand Gaga & YouTube & Viki
This was Thailand’s answer to The New Employee, and everything I loved about that show I loved about this one. This was an office romance between stern boss and sweet subordinate that felt more authentic to an office environment than previous Thai BLs of this ilk which added tension to the narrative and character development.
Chot wins best queer character 2023.
15 Love Tractor
Korea iQIYI
Most of this country-set BL had me feral for the beautiful broken city boy and his hot young farmer. Hyung romance, puppy/cat pairing, open frankness meets jaded reserve, language play, water hose frolicking, only one bed = all my favorite silly tropes.
Biggest "he so pretty" gasp of the year award.
10 Worst BLs of 2023 (that I watched)
My Blessing
My Universe: Casanova Begins
Boyband the series
Cafe In Love
Chains of Heart
Hit Bite Love
Only Friends
Senior Love Me
The Luminous Solution
The Promise
Yes, you read that right. I know I'm against the flow but I really did not like Only Friends. Everyone's taste is different.
However I DNFed faster and more BL's this year than ever before, so that means my 10 worst probably aren't quite reflective...
10 Probably Actually Worst BLs (I dropped 'em)
My Story
The Day I Loved You
Beyond the Star
Crazy Handsome Rich
Dinosaur Love
House of Stars
Mr Cinderella 2
Love Bill
Stormy Honeymoon
The Star Always Follow You
Codicils in General
I only carefully track/watch Thailand, Taiwan, Korea, and Japan. Other countries are not fully represented.
My Numbers
So my spreadsheet chronicled 138 BLs that finish airing in 2023.
101 = watched & reviewed
2 = still in the docket (WDYEY2 & Love Syndrome III)
15 = CNF (could not find)
20 = DNF (which also accounts for how few very low scores I handed out in 2023 as opposed to previous years, I just stopped watching). Speaking of which...
Ratings spread
(# of stars. #of BLs given that rating)
0 (see the DNFs instead)
2 - IT'S DEPRESSING they killed the gay, save yourself
7 - I DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM WATCHING AND NEITHER DOES IT
7 - FATALLY FLAWED but still basically BL, however… do we want to support this kind of behavior?
9 - WATCH IF YOU HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO but don’t expect much, it’s a total hot mess
17 - WORTH WATCHING BUT FLAWED probably around the ending or in narrative structure/cohesion or censorship
14 - RECOMMENDED WITH RESERVATIONS i.e. isn’t quite BL, convoluted, not strictly HEA, too short/long, or chemistry issues
30 - RECOMMENDED some concerns around tropes (like dub con) or story structure but still satisfies as BL
13 - ABSOLUTELY RECOMMENDED probably a few pacing issues or one flaw
2 - HIGHLY RECOMMENDED faithful to tropes, happy ending, good chemistry, few flaws, high rewatch potential
(source)
#Best BLs of 2023#Worst BLs of 2023#Top 15 BLs#Our Dating Sim#Korean BL#I Cannot Reach You#Japanese BL#Kimi ni wa Todokanai#My School President#Thai BL#I Feel You Linger in the Air#Kiseki: Dear to Me#Taiwanese BL#Jun and Jun#The Eighth Sense#Unintentional Love Story#Our Dining Table#Bokura no Shokutaku
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#3 of Joel dealing with his Preggo reader : hungry
Warnings: oral m receiving, lactation kink, breast feeding, pregnancy, Joel fluff doing the absolute most for his wifey
18+ ONLY
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Joel is leaning back in his armchair on this lazy Thursday evening after having worked 12 hours today on a rigorous construction project. He sighs heavily, glaring down at his absolute favorite sight in the world right now: his heavily pregnant wife between his legs leisurely sucking his cock like a popsicle.
With a pillow below your knees, you looked like a dream. Your eyes closed as you gently hum around his mushroomed tip, suckling his precum. There was no rush to your movements, no desperate urge to make him cum: you were simply just enjoying the heavenly weight of your husband's blessed member sliding in and out of your waiting mouth.
He doesn't immediately register when you pull off his cock with a pop.
"I want taiyaki."
Joel shakes himself from his dazed relaxation. "Taco what?"
"My cousin who took me to the international fair 3 years ago? She got that and let me try it and it was really good. I want that." You sit back on your knees, waiting for Joel to get moving. He doesnt. "Right now," you add.
He's learned very quickly that once you have a craving for something, everything else must pause until you get it. Joel begrudgingly tucks his hard and unsatisfied cock back in his sweat pants, grabs his keys and reverses out the driveway, repeating it in his head: tai-yak-i, taiy-aki tayo aki, taco yaki, taco yucky—tacos aren't yucky they're delicious why couldnt she ask foR YUMMY TACOS I COULD HAVE MADE THAT AT HOME.
It takes him an hour of frantic searching of Japanese shops, and finally finding one, having begged the poor lady at the counter to make them—whatever they are, —hot and fresh for his pregnant wife at this late hour despite the shop closing in a few minutes. Luckily she seemed to vaguely understand his garbled mish mosh of the word and went to work.
He tips her generously and is out the door, plastic "have a nice day" bag secured in the passenger seat of the truck as he speeds home.
He triumphantly drops the bag next to your sleeping body on the couch. Your nose wrinkles, eyes shooting open at the sudden new smell. No hello, no thank you, just grubby hands diving in to the bag and opening the styrophome container.
You pause, staring at the contents. "What is this?"
"Its the thing: taco-yauki."
You look at him in incredulously, and he shoots the same look back, mixed with confusion.
"These are fried octopus balls, Joel?"
"Why the fuck would you want that?"
"I didn't! I wanted cream filled waffles! Taiyaki! Not Takoyaki!
"I DONT KNOW JAPANESE, WOMAN."
"STOP YELLING AT ME!"
"I'M NOT YE—" he inhales deeply before exhaling, letting his shoulders sag. "I'm not yelling, baby. I'm sorry. I promise I didn't know."
You shake your head, eyes swelling with tears of hangriness. "Honestly, Joel, if I knew you were going to be this useless when I married you," your voice cracks. You push the now cold balls away and cross your arms, pouting.
Joel covers his eyes with his hands. What a fucking night.
He knows that you dont mean it. That you're tired, crankly, in pain, and hungry. And that your dumbass husband was in such a rush that he didn't take a second to write it down, let alone ask you exactly what he was looking for. He remembered the fish pastry now, something he could have bought at the grocery store 10 minutes down the road. His back hurts, dick hurts, eyes hurt. He doesn't want you to be hurt too.
"Joel," you peep meakly.
"Yes baby?"
"I'm um. I'm sorry for what I said. You're not completely useless." You twist your fingers apologetically, which he finds absolutely adorable. It's impossible to even remember what he was so annoyed by. You clear your throat and speak sweetly: "I don't want taiyaki anymore. Can we have tacos instead?"
He smiles. "White-people tacos or street tacos?"
"The ones you make, please."
Joel's warm hand craddles your cheek softly. "Coming right up, angel." His hand filters down your throat before settling over your chest, fingers ever so gently tracing the lace line of your nightgown, pulling it down slightly to expose more of your supple cleavage. "But first, I get my cream filled pastry."
"Wha—?"
He gets on his knees, yanking your shirt down as your swollen tits—courtesy of your soon-to-be child— bounce out. You hiss at the sensitivity of being so heavy and full of milk.
Joel wastes no time wrapping his lips around your pebbled nipple and sucking gently, the creamy liquid so built up in your system that it just flows naturally into his eager mouth.
"You were hungry too, huh?" You teased.
He hums around your engorged breast, eyes closed in bliss. He softly kneads your unoccupied tit with one hand, the other joining your palm in passionately caressing your large tummy. You both feel your baby kicking happily now that mommy and daddy have made up.
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Exyblr Dashboard Simulator based on what I personally see on sportsblr:
2/?
📜 realexyblog
haiku because exy is back:
GOD, why are my teams
SO fucking bad at exy?
FUCK this FUCKING sport.
#and i watch sports for why? entertainment? no way
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♛ queen-of-exy
I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG! KEVIN DAY IS A QUEEN SHES LITERALLY A QUEEN ITS ON HER FACE
💃fox-me-up follow
queen on the court, pillow princess on the mattress amiright
♛ queen-of-exy
ive never felt more understood, I am kissing you w tongue
#marry me tumblr user fox me up
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🌞 blonde-jeremy-knox
i'm just gonna say it. i know we're all thinking it. jeremy knox eats ass like it's his JOB.
👁 jean-mor-uhoh
babe literally no one was thinking that but i'm proud of you for speaking your truth
#we're friends but what cost. when all u talk about is jeremy knox eating ass.
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🧚 goalie-stan
#dan wilds #psu
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🌄 softkevinday follow
He lived. He served cunt. He died. He was Resurrected. Served more cunt.
#kevin day
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👸🏻 kevindazed follow
absolutely busted a fucking nut watching kevin day switch hands like that oh my god my nut was so forceful it created a new dimension.
🏳️🌈 gay4stickball follow
hey can i join you in that dimension
👸🏻 kevindazed follow
Sure, just bring some snacks or something
🏳️🌈 gay4stickball follow
hell yeah!!!!!!
#thanks youre the best do you like doritos?
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😎 foxyknoxy
the best exy team in the nation is a LIBERAL ARTS COLLEGE how many of those students even go to the games when your school is full of artists and theater kids. your student section must be wACK
😎 foxyknoxy
*sorry, 2nd best exy team in the nation
#fuck you theater kids!!!!!!!! can't even appreciate a good sport !!!!! anyway go trojans
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🙈 ittybittyminny follow
Andrew Minyard should get a little bite and chew. As a reward. Maybe a small gnaw. nomnomnom Maaaaaybe as a treat he can rip a throat out, but only if he's really really good
#only if he's REALLY GOOD and maybe tests negative for rabies but whatever you can't win em all
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favourite exy rarepair????
☀️ usctrojanny
ACTUALLY !!!!! was thinking about this earlier and while ive never seen anyone talk about it.......aaron minyard and neil josten would be 👀 kinda cute???
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omg wait why have I never thought about guys before!!!!!!!! noooo why did you say this, i can totally see it!!!!!! Neil would probably have to lean down to kiss aaron 🥺 do u think he has ever had to lean down to kiss someone 😭
☀️ usctrojanny
And obviously, u know me, im always here for a striker/backliner matchup
🏳️🌈 gay4stickball follow
this is all i'm going to think about for the rest of my life now, thanks, fuck you
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👅 nastyneiljosten
I want to put neil josten in a jar and shake the jar so violently he turns into sludge and then pour a drop of that sludge on to a petri dish so I can see what kind of bacteria he produces.
🦩 exyonmymind follow
what happens to the rest of the sludge?
👅 nastyneiljosten
*sluuuuuuurp* *swallowing sounds* *sluuuurp* *gargle gargle* *more swallowing sounds* yummy yummy in my tummy
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🐋 sexyexy
headcannon that neil josten is so feral bc andrew bit him and gave him rabies so now he's a literal rabid dog
👢exyinaphonebooth follow
You can't make headcannons about real people don't be freaks
🐋 sexyexy
exy players aren't real they're my little dolls that I can put into any situations I want and you can't stop me
#thanks anyway did u know andrew minyard gave neil josten rabies
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🧸 mreow-bearcats-mreow
ARE THOSE REFS FUCKING BLIND ????????!
#exy lb
👨🏻❤️💋👨🏻 talk-exy-to-me
Kiss cams are only acceptable during sporting events if they zoom in on two players
🗣️ jeremyknoxes follow
ok but what if they're wearing a face mask
👨🏻❤️💋👨🏻 talk-exy-to-me
smash your cages together obviously, don't be a pussy #love wins
🗣️ jeremyknoxes follow
fair enough
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🌸 softexy
Andrew and Aaron Minyard
#exy #andrew minyard #aaron minyard #palmetto foxes #psu #web weave #poetry
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#all for the game#neil josten#kevin day#andrew minyard#aaron minyard#aftg#andreil#dan wilds#jeremy knox#once again the web weave is the most accurate part of this post#👍#exyblr
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Oh boy
Trigger warnings: death, animal injury, animal injury leading to death, peanuts death again oh nooooo
Romantic/platonic?: platonic
Requested by: gift for @peachypede
Category: HEAVY ANGST fluff soon
Ship (romantic or platonic): biscuits x peanuts x reader (mentions of Dogday)
Word count: 543
In a Heartbeat
Life was so much better after the factory, living in a small cabin in the woods. It was calm and peaceful, an easy life.
But curiosity plagued the little feline and puppy, wanting to explore. So swiftly they ran outside and explored, sniffing around and looking at every nook and cranny of the trees and the lakes. Peanuts was ready to keep exploring, but biscuits needed a break so they happily plopped down side by side In front of the clear and cold water of the lake.
Peanuts was the first time wake up, bringing his tired little head up and looking around with exhaustion. He woke up from the sound of a branch snapping behind them, thinking it was their mom coming to get them. But he was quickly startled awake when he instead saw a bobcat, coming to a halt as Peanuts noticed it. Peanuts yipped and growled, shaking Biscuits awake. Biscuits yawned and purred weakly, nuzzling against his brother sleepily but groaned in aggravation as Peanuts kept bopping him on the head.
To his horror, he looked up and saw the bobcat. He was even more horrified when Peanuts got up on all fours and started growling and barking as loud as his little voice could manage, and what happened next was a flash. The bobcat pouncing, Peanuts screaming in pain as it got his throat in its teeth, and Dogday rushing outside with his axe and killing the bobcat in one hack to the skull before Biscuits and the body of his brother were quickly hauled inside.
You tried to fix Peanuts, but you couldn't. After the burial Biscuits hadn't been the same. Quiet and unmoving, starving himself no matter how much you or Dogday cooed at him to eat. It was like this for months and it broke the families hearts further. Carefully, Dogday pulled Biscuits into his lap and pet him despite how frail he felt. He sighed as you sat down In front of them, food in hand. You sighed and smiled weakly at him, doing a little pspsps. “Biscuits, baby.. it's time to eat..”
But he didn't even lift his head, ears drooping. He felt like it was all his fault that Peanuts had died. If he hadn't made them stop, if he hadn't even wanted to explore in the first place. Peanuts would still be here.
You tried to coax more, claiming how yummy the food was and how good it was for you but Biscuits still hadn't moved from his dad's lap. A warmth so familiar to Peanut’s that a small whine escaped the feline, crying pitifully yet not moving even then. You wanted to comfort him but Dogday decided that he needed more time alone.
He laid down on the floor, bowl of food beside him as all he could do was stare at it. Peanuts would love this food, it wasn't fair if he got to eat it and Peanuts didn't. It wasn't fair that he got to lay inside this house while Peanuts was buried outside of it, and it wasn't fair that he was still alive and well… Peanuts was not. He would swap places in a heartbeat if he could.
The guilt ate him from the inside out.
Peanuts belongs to @bumblehoneybee
Biscuits belongs to @peachypede
#poppy playtime#smiling critters#poppy playtime x reader#featuring: peanuts#featuring: biscuits#not my ocs#dogday#dogday poppy playtime#dogday x reader#dogday x y/n#poppy’s playtime x reader#poppys playtime#poppy playtime fanfics#poppy playtime dogday
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weaponized incompetence. [blurb.]
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event | jan '23 blurb night
summary | when faced with orgasm troubles, who could be better to trust than an expert in the field? surely he has nothing but sound intentions...
pairing | doctor!andy barber x reader
warnings | andy presents as soft and kind enough but what he is doing is so evil and cruel, all the gaslighting in the world, alllll the yummy medfet elements (or at least most of them): exam table, gloves, restraints, etc., clit cream hehe <3, reader isn't unwilling but she is extremely distressed, crying, humiliation, clinical babble, encouragement, REAL PUFF PUFF BEHAVIOR, edging, no happy ending >:^(
word count | 628
requested by anon | Reader visits Dr. Mean (Ari/Steve/Bucky) because she can’t orgasm. Dr.(whoever you chose) decides to help her as only his fingers, mouth, cock, med equipment can, but realizes if he makes her cum- she won’t need to come back. So he stops right at the edge. Every time. Several times in one session. He tells her how worried he is she can’t cum, and if she tries on her own or with a non medical professional, she may get worse/sick/hurt.
an | ohh bestie this is so sexy of you, i love all of this hehe <3 i hope it's alright that i went with andy, i just thought he could fit this idea really well (and we have plenty of stevie and ari coming later lol!) thanks so much for sharing, you slutty mastermind :^)
"C'mon, sweetheart. You're doing so good for me."
With the tops of your calves straining against the strong nylon restraints holding you in place, you did your best to keep your sobs at bay as your chest rose and fell heavily with each agonizing breath. You weren't sure how long you had been there, strapped to that dreaded exam table with your legs spread wide and high, the calm, steady presence of Dr. Barber placed directly at the entrance to your most private places as he tried to assist you in your seemingly hopeless conquest of achieving an orgasm. You had gotten close, painfully close, so many times at the doctor's skillful hands. But for some reason, you just couldn't manage to cross the finish line.
As the dark-haired man pulled away momentarily to change his gloves, the old pair dripping from your heightened state of arousal, you blinked back further tears. What if it's hopeless, you wondered. The sound of Dr. Barber snapping on a new pair of gloves made you wince; gazing up at you sympathetically, he spoke with a softened tone. "Here, I have one more thing I wanna try. It's a sensitizing cream," he explained as he grabbed the packet from the tray beside him, "nothing scary or painful. But it should help increase your sensitivity to my touch."
He squeezed out a fair amount of the clear gel onto his gloved pointer finger, warming the product between its pad and his thumb before trailing his gaze back up to your abused sex. Focusing in on your little bundle of nerves, he gathered it between his finger and thumb like a little bead of clay, rolling it tenderly to cover the entire nub in the punishing paste. Its effects could be felt almost instantly; with more tears welling in your eyes, a loud whimper sounded in your throat. "Shhh, you're alright," the doctor crooned, his other hand coming up to tease a few fingers at the entrance to your soaked heat. "Here we go, honey. One more time for me," he mumbled as he began fucking two of his large digits back into you, continuing to roll your puffy clit between fingers as it only swelled further in size.
"Your clitoris is responding well to the cream, I can feel it throbbing against me," he noted as your heart began to race at the building sensations. "Your Grafenberg spot seems to be in perfect working order too," he added as he thrust his fingers up against the soft, squishy ceiling of your inner walls. "Can you feel it building up inside of you, y/n? Are you starting to get the urge to let go, to release?"
"Yes, yes-" you panted, squeezing your eyes shut as you strained once more against the heavy restraints the doctor had put in place. "Please doctor, I-I can feel it coming, I-..."
"That's it, sweetheart. Almost there. Just gotta..." But just as you felt yourself reaching the precipice of your pent-up frustrations, Dr. Barber's voice cut in like a hot knife as things began to sputter out, the feelings dying down to your absolute horror. "Oh dear, again...?" he sighed as he spread back the hood of your clit with his thumb and forefinger, watching the poor little nub twitch and spasm in hopeless need. At your realization of yet another failure, you couldn't help it; heaving, you began to sob loudly in despair. "Shhh, shhh," the doctor tried to console you, snapping off his gloves before wheeling his stool up to sit at your side, reaching out a consoling hand to stroke your arm. "It's alright, sweetheart. We'll keep trying. I won't give up on you, y/n. You just have to keep working with me, okay?"
#eun's writing#weaponized incompetence#eun's blurb nights#jan ‘23 blurb night#andy barber#andy barber smut#andy barber fanfiction#andy barber one shot#andy barber imagine#andy barber headcanon#andy barber blurb#andy barber drabble#dark!andy barber#andy barber x reader#andy barber x y/n#chris evans#chris evans smut#defending jacob
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Promises 1: Introduction
Dark!Morpheus x (female)reader, fantasy/medieval AU, 18+
Master List
Dream of the Endless has been promised a bride.
This is in a different style than the rest of the story, so it gets its own post. Brace for all the yummy, darker tropes, bards' shenanigans, and eventual smut. Hoping to post updates quickly (like every other day) between all my other projects, and your support means the world!
Introduction
The king of Meiren found himself as part of a tale. Unfortunate for him. Amusing for Dream of the Endless.
Ten years past, the king summoned him to beg a favor.
“I’ve been dreaming of the most beautiful woman.” Obsession flamed in the mortal’s eyes, brighter than the reflection of the single candle stood between them. “I’ve searched, but I fear she is not of this realm, and I will not take any other as queen.”
The king’s distress smelled of Desire’s work, some perfumed horror to break a nation over brief carnal pleasures. Or perhaps a faerie game, wicked and senseless beyond a moment’s amusement. Passing, paltry things that may become histories and novels in his library, but no business of his. He would not have helped if not for what the king offered in return.
“If you help me find this woman and take her to wife, I will return an equal boon.”
He spoke earnestly, but Dream turned away his desperation with a smirk and a slow shake of his head. “What boon might you offer one such as I? I have no need of your gold, your land, or your kingly permissions.”
The next words began the story and sealed the little king’s fate.
“A bride of your own. I would gather the fairest, brightest, noblest from my kingdom from which you might choose.”
Vague amusement soured into offense, and his smirk twisted into a sneer. He dared? Truly?
Dream peered down his nose at the man. What could this hungry dreamer know of love? “Tell me, then, what creature in your kingdom might be my equal when none are good enough even to be your consort?”
The king had no good answers, only selfish dreams and childish demands. Groveling, he asked, “Will you not help me, then?”
But it was too late, and Dream was invested in this fool’s demise. After all, finding the woman of his dreams would not make him happy. Morpheus was certain of that. And the king would fail to keep his end of the bargain. He was certain of that, too. It wasn’t the first time he’d become a character in a tale, and he wanted justice for the scratches on his withered heart, for all they were left unknowingly.
One who dared offer the impossible to an Endless should reap their worthy prizes.
“I will help you.”
The king opened his mouth to thank him, but Dream hadn’t finished.
“I will come at a time of my choosing, and you will assemble those promised. If I do not find one that pleases me, I will take recourse in any manner I please.”
He didn’t even leave the king the promise of fair or equal retribution. When he was disappointed, he would please to be merciless indeed. But the king was a fool and did not listen well. He accepted. Eagerly.
The king had his bride – a faerie who he wed, bed, and conceived an heir upon. But on the child’s seventh birthday, he and his mother both disappeared on a ride through the morning fog. Brokenhearted, he could not bring himself to marry again, and he spent more time pitying his fate than managing his lands. He wasted his youth, his love, and his legacy for a dream.
And now it was the king’s turn to make good on his promise.
The invitations were sent, summoning the young, the talented, and the beautiful to court. The castle staff prepared to host the horde of eligibles and the Endless the king hoped to please for seven days, at the end of which the King of Dreams would make his choice or exact his vengeance.
#dark!dream of the endless#dark!morpheus#morpheus x reader#medieval au#reader#morpheus x original character#dark!morpheus fanfiction
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Demon Miguel x Reader
(demon Miguel? Ish this is so random and confusing)
You laid in your bed, facing the wall as you thought about everything but nothing.
You heard your door open and the usual hand go to your shoulder.
"Baby? I made you some breakfast." You heard Miguel whisper as you turned around and looked at him.
"I don't feel like breakfast." You muttered as he reached up and held your face in his hand.
You knew what he was going to do.
"I'll eat... I'm sorry, please don't, Miguel." You whispered as he smiled.
"You'll be a good little girl for me? I don't need to force your mind?" He asked running his hand through your hair as you looked at him in fear.
"Yes, I'll be good." You whispered as he helped you stand up, he grabbed your nightgown and placed it over your.
"Come now, sweet human. I made pancakes for your lovely little tummy." He said as you cringed but followed him out.
He sat you down at the table that he had set and ran his hand over your hair.
"I love having you as my little human." He whispered before sitting across from you.
He didn't need to eat but he always loved to watch you eat and it made you just a little bit uncomfortable.
"I don't like when you watch me eat..." You muttered as he chuckled softly.
"Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, my love?" He questioned, making you sigh and continue eating.
"None of this is fair, you shouldn't be able to just...control me whenever you want! Or make me into something you want!" You shouted in anger at him as he tilted your hand.
"You should be thankful I let you have your own mind any of the time and... If you'd like to keep acting like a child I could always..." He taunted looking into your eyes.
"No! Please, I hate when you do that..." You muttered as he smiled.
"Aww, but I love it. You're so cute when you're little and so easy to manipulate." He said as you looked away from him.
And stared down at your breakfast.
"I want to go out today..." You muttered, poking at your food.
"Well, I'll make you a deal. We can go out for the day...if I can make you my little girl again so I know you won't try anything." He replied as you thought for a moment.
You hated when he was revert your mind...and body so you were more vulnerable but you wanted to get out so badly.
"Fine... Only if you buy me a laptop." You said, narrowing your eyes to see if he would actually agree.
He smiled and snapped his fingers and a brand new laptop appeared in front of you, still in its box.
"Done, now, my darling. Finish your pancakes while I find a perfect outfit for my little girl." He said standing up and walking away, you were just glad you could finish your breakfast without him watching.
Once you had finished he came out and stood in front of you with an excited smile.
"I'm all ready for you." He said as you groaned and sat up.
"Just... Take care of me and don't be weird, okay?" You muttered as Miguel sighed and lifted your chin to look at him.
"You don't need to be worried, I know your childhood was rough, little one but I promise I will never do what your father did." He said as you nodded a little.
He leaned forward and kissed your forehead softly.
"Relax." He whispered as you closed your eyes and let out a breath.
You could feel it happening, you'd never tell him but you did enjoy it. Not many people were able to be a kid again and experience that child-like enjoyment and wonder of the world.
You felt everything changing, when it first happened it was terrifying but now you were used to it.
When you opened your eyes you saw Miguel was much taller than you, your mind was different and even how you saw things.
"There's my little one." Miguel said as he reached down and picked you up, you sat on his hip and looked at him.
"Did you have enough breakfast, darling?" He asked as you nodded and looked away.
"Oh, come on. Don't be shy, my love. We're going out today, I'm going to get you some yummy food and we can go shopping." He said as he saw you smile a little.
"There's my happy girl, come on let's get you dressed."
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Miguel had got you dressed into a nice dress, shoes and a hat.
He held your hand as he walked through the streets with you.
He loved how humans treated him when they thought he was an attractive caring single dad.
You both arrived at a Cafe and Miguel helped you sit down across from him, you were a restless child but he didn't mind.
He let you order whatever food you wanted and he noticed how excited you were.
"Do you want daddy to buy you a new teddy today?" He asked as you looked at him.
"You're not my daddy..." You muttered as he looked back at you.
"I take care of you and I love you very very much, doesn't that qualify me? Wouldn't it just be easier if you called me daddy?" He asked as you looked away and thought for a bit.
"But... I don't like that word. It reminds me..." You muttered as Miguel looked at you sadly.
"Oh, sweetheart. I didn't even think about that. What if you call me Papa? It's Spanish." He suggested as you thought for a bit.
"Papa." You muttered, thinking for a bit.
"I like that one." You said making Miguel smile.
"Very well, darling." He said as you smiled a little.
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You did everything you wanted to do while you were out, but Miguel could see you were starting to get tired.
He picked you up and you fell asleep on his shoulder as he carried you home.
Once he got back you slowly woke up and he placed you on the ground and knelt in front of you.
"We had a good day didn't we, baby?" He said as you yawned and nodded.
"I think it's time I change you back." He whispered, running his finger over your cheek.
He kissed your forehead before he backed away.
It all happened again but this time in reverse.
You groaned and rubbed your head before you opened your eyes and looked at Miguel.
"Welcome back, darling." He whispered as you smiled a little.
You shuffled forward and wrapped your arms around him to his surprise.
"Thank you..." You whispered softly as he hugged you back.
None of this made sense, it really didn't but Miguel was starting to heal that child inside of you.
"That's okay, my sweet girl."
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𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖘
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: harry hart
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: just a list of harry hart's kinks <3 he's such a dilf and a sweetheart, ugh! love him
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: smut !!
𝐀/𝐍: minors dont interact!
ROLEPLAY
Can you imagine Professor Hart lecturing you? Yummy. Harry is a talented man with a vast experience of going undercover on missions and it would certainly add realistic aspects to your fun time together.
As previously stated, one of his favorite fantasies is professor and student, although he also shows interest in playing detective and suspect. Try to imagine this man in an interrogation scene — we all know he would put great effort in getting information out of you, no matter how.
SEMI PUBLIC SEX
This man happens to be on missions ninety percent of his time. His life is being a Kingsman after all. That being said, his libido might achieve its peak during important missions and Harry wouldn't mind satisfying both your needs in a fancy bathroom, let's say.
Sometimes, if you were feeling quite lonely in the back of his car and there was still some time left until you both arrived at your destination, as a gentleman, Harry would let you ride him for as long as you wanted. I must add, though, his risks are always very calculated so he would only indulge in fucking you if he deemed it safe. Exposition is a limit he would not cross.
SAPIOPHILE
Okay, not exactly a kink, but listen. Harry is a man of manners and it is an important aspect of his life. He is also insightful and intelligent. One of the aspects he admires in a partner is being able to keep up with him. Talking about challenging topics during breakfast? He loves how smart you sound. He would also point out some details you might've not said.
Soon, it would become a battle of smarts. The provocative tone in your voice would make his blood go south in a minute. You would be fighting for the upper hand of the discussion and when he gives you a brilliant response, you would be left speechless.
Your wounded ego, despite not mean, would get back at him in a childish manner. That's not fair, Harry! You know I'm right, you're just… Better at words! Indeed, you could place the blame at anything or anyone, but the truth is that you were too naïve to know his real intentions.
Harry was excellent at testing your limits and you would take the bait anytime. He loved hearing you argue and defend your values, it also excited him, how fierce you were when it came to that.
In a moment, he would have you against a wall, his cock hard as rock pressed against your thigh while your hand tugged at his hair. From time to time, he enjoyed a good fuck, the rough ones in particular.
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| The Best Time For Sunshine |
Warnings: Not sfw, Dubcon, Cock Riding, Overstim, Mindbreak, afab reader, he/him pronouns for Albedo, no pronouns for reader, Smut, A tad selfship i’ll admit haha, begging
Albedo x Top!Afab!Reader
A/n: Shoutout to my bestie for giving me the inspiration for the brainrot/writing (mwah ily @suyacho ) anyway enjoy some yummy albebe smut with me <3
“Y-yeah, just like that, keep going, baby.” Albedo moaned.
His hands were placed gently atop your hips and he moved you slowly to the rhythm of his lazy pumps, his hips reaching upwards to meet with yours. The feeling was sensational, something you’d never experienced before, everywhere you could feel your hairs stand at attention. His body felt good against yours, wonderful even. No feeling could compare, you were sure of that. Not a damn thing in Teyvat had felt as good as Albedo’s cock nestled inside of you. His hands, gentle and soft, had woven themselves around your plush skin like a precious promise. You hoped, prayed that the moment never ended.
Taking your hands you reached for the alchemist’s hair and spread your fingers through it, getting a good feel for it seconds before you gripped it tightly in your fist and pulled hard. He let out a pained whimper, and you watched with lust blown eyes as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he humped up into you faster and faster, until the fuse broke and he released himself inside of you. His nails dug into the skin of your hips, leaving red crescents in their path as he pumped himself in and out of you at an unforgiving pace.
He was even more desperate and horny than the usual amount you were accustomed to and it riled you up even more than before. Taking him by his wrists you pinned his hands above his head and leaned your head down to give him a slow and passionate kiss.
“Be a good boy for me, mkay?” You purred, and the second he nodded was the moment you began to hop up and down on his cock.
He continued to nod and nod, the harder you jumped up and down on him, rendering him into a pile of mush. His brain became nothing but a combination of yeses and pleases, until he was inevitably coming inside of you, again, but not before he could be rendered weak by your constant bouncing once more. You were insatiable, an unstoppable force even in the literal sense. Your body seemed to move on its own, sticking your ass out you rode him nice and slow, making sure to savor every moment that Albedo moaned and whimpered out for more of you and your body.
“Please, baby, ‘s too much.” Albedo begged, but you only continued to break his mind with your body.
You knew, and so did he deep down, that this is what he truly wanted. He wanted to be immobilized from the sheer intense pleasure coursing through his veins. He works so hard day and night on his research that it was only fair that you offer the only thank you that you could offer. And so what if you show him with your body? Showing him just how smoothly and easily you could move against him, how you could pleasure him with sheer ease; so what if that’s the one way you knew how to do that? And so what if it worked? It was worth it to see Albedo squirm and cry underneath you like the pathetic man he was, no one would ever get to see this perfect sight and you were more than alright with that.
If it were up to you you’d keep Albedo all to yourself, but you knew that just wasn’t fair in the slightest. So, you’d keep this for yourself at the very least. And as he came for the umpteenth time, you weren’t sure of the specifics because it had been so many times already, and why keep count? You were focused on much more important things anyway, things like Albedo and his face twisted in agonizing euphoria. One that only you could truly satisfy.
His moans which caressed your skin encouraged you to go on and on, till he could hold out no longer and his head fell to the pillow in exhaustion and he begged you to stop. And after a few more good orgasms on both your ends you did, but only after he held out for just a little bit longer. Then you pulled yourself off of him and rested your head against his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist as you gave him a small and tender kiss before you uttered those three pretty words against his lips, and the two of you fell into a blissful sleep.
#albedo x reader#albedo x you#albedo x y/n#genshin x reader#genshin x you#genshin x y/n#albedo smut#albedo drabble#genshin smut#genshin drabble
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Tstew ch 3
Helloooooooo everyone! Long awaited chapter! This, like the others, I had to re-write over and over. But! I have come to the conclusion that this will be the final chapter. Idk how long this will be but hopefully it shall satisfy everyone. Enjoy!
Ch1 , ch2 , Ch3
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It has been a few weeks since tstew began using her avatar. Things were sooooo much better than before. She can climb better, faster, and farther lengths. Eat meats that tasted delicious on her na'vi tongue! Swim without the need to carry the oxygen filter, to smell things without the mask in the way. Truly the best thing tstew could have ever wanted.
And truly the best thing the boys every wanted too. Every smile, hiss, sound that tstew makes, the three boys just cant help themselves. If they already loved tstew in her human form well they are down for her na'vi form.
Spider, the amazing, adventure seeking sunny boy loves his dear friend tstew. Growing up together, the firsts human pandoran beings. Native in their planet yet foreign. Not being able to truly be with the people. While spider wants to be na'vi, he admires tstew for doing her thing. While she was given a avatar, he admires she doesn't use it to greedy advantage. Still not wishing to connect with the Omatikaya clan but still connect with the fauna around her. Strong, flirty, and loud, spider knows her better than anyone else. They grew up together. He finds that it is only fair he should have her affections.
Lo'ak, trouble seeking, trouble seeks him, and breaks the rules rather than follow. He sees himself in tstew, and he sees her in him. Always pranking, causing chaos where ever they go, not being sorry for who they are. Lo'ak could never get bored with tstew around. She is just that fun! Always making games, cracking a few jokes, or even just scare others for laughs. Every time lo'ak looks into tstew's emerald eyes, it is like a window to a new world. He could never get tired of tstew. She always has something to show, new change and experience. Something lo'ak wants to have in his life.
Neteyam being the oldest of his siblings, wise and calm for his age. But with tstew? he is a melting mess. Tstew is like the sun to his moon. Bringing warmth, life, and color. Her little remarks and quick snaps makes him want to laugh. Not in a bad way. Her witty humor is always so refreshing and welcoming. What he lacks, she provides. When he is with tstew, he can easily drop his "big brother" role and just be a kid like those his age. When he sees her, be it human or na'vi form, he gets those tingling feelings deep in his stomach. Those fluttery feelings when you see someone you like. That is what he gets every time he sees tstew. He loves her for who she is all that is all there is to it.
Kiri wasn't dumb, she knew the attempts her brothers are trying to do. Gift giving, cracking specific jokes only tstew will understand, make things tstew will like. Or even mention something about an animal she likes. Tuk was thankfully oblivious to those things. Best to stay that way.
Tstew on the other hand noticed the boys change of....perceiving things. "lo'ak, not that I am complaining buuuut....I think I have more than enough fruit" she tells him while pointing to 5 baskets full of her favorite fruit. Lo'ak was just ready to fill a sixth basket. "Perhaps its best you give at least 4 baskets to your family? you found some really ripe ones" she continues. Lo'ak puts down the fruits he was holding into the basket before turning to her. "But they don't like them very much. So that is why I am giving them to you" he replies. Tstew holds one in her hand and takes a bite, savoring its yummy taste.
"but it will seem like I am greedy. I can take one basket and share it with the others back at the post. If your family doesn't like them, give some to the people. We cant let these yummy fruits go to waste". That is another thing lo'ak loves about tstew. Her genuine care for others, better to give than to receive.
"yeah lo'ak! just a sad waste to see all those fruits-"
"spider you either take those stones back or I am throwing them at you" tstew says without even turning around. "yes ma'am" spider quickly replies and turns back.
Neteyam was observing the whole thing and took metal notes. Tstew doesn't like it when she is being over gifted, ok so something minimal can do.
"neteyam! that bow better be for yourself or for someone else because I am NOT hunting!" she shouts at him. Ok so the bow was not a good idea. Got it.
Tstew loves the animals too much to kill them. Yes she eats their meats but will do a small thank you for the deceased animal for their sacrifice. She may be tall and a bit athletic, she draws the line on pandora's precious fauna.
Trying to impress tstew sure is a challenge. She either wont accept it or when she does, wont think too much on it and go on about her day. The boys think she is that blind or turning her head away. Despite her flirting, no one knows if she was genuine or just playing around.
"boys will be boys" kiri says as she weaves a simple bracelet. Tstew sighs as she sits next to her. "you tell me, I don't know what made to act so.....gifting? so weird, if only they put the same effort in DOING THEIR ACTUAL SHIT AND NOT PROCRASINATE!".
Tstew looked to her surroundings and noticed tuk wasn't there with them. "hey kiri, where is tuk? I didn't see her leave?" she asks, kiri point to a direction to her left, "she said she got bored and went to play with her friends over there".
What no one knew.....was tuk making a collective BANK.
"two green stones and 5 arrows for neteyam confessing"
Tuk was having a large bet meeting with the other omatikaya children as they are betting on which boy will confess first.
"ok next!" tuk shouts.
Another child steps up, "10 arrows, 20 beads, and 5 feathers on spider!"
Tuk hopes neither confess so she can keep her hoard.
And that completes this tstew tribology! no more of this cause idk where else to go but! either way! I hope you all enjoyed it! until next time! see ya!
#avatar#na'vi x reader#avatar the way of water#na'vi avatar#avatar 2#na'vi x human#lo'ak#kiri#lo'ak x reader#kiri x y/n#kiri x reader#kiri x you#tuk x reader#tuktirey#tuk sully#avatar tuk#neteyam x reader#neteyam#neteyam sully#neteyam fluff#neteyam x female reader#neteyam x na'vi!reader#neteyam x y/n#neteyam x you#lo'ak fanfiction#lo'ak sully#lo'ak te suli tsyeyk'itan#lo'ak avatar#lo'ak x fem!reader#lo'ak x y/n
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𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲! ♡ 𝘏𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘴
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❥ REQUESTED: Anonymous
❥ REQUEST:
"Can i request The rottmnt turtles spending time with their s/o on valentines"
❥ WARNINGS: Nope!
Can be read as romantic or platonic love!
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♡ This big guy is so sweet on Valentine's day that it could give you cavities and overall just so heart warming
♡ He wants to do everything and anything that you'll enjoy doing on such a special day. He'll put your wants before his and who wouldn't find that adorable?
♡ With the help of April, Raph will give you those valentines day baskets full of a bunch of stuff you like such as your favorite drinks, candies, sweets, plushies, and other cute stuff you can imagine!
♡ Broski will literally spoil you so much
♡ Oh! What's that? You brought him a valentines gift too? I think Raph is in the corner smiling and giggling like a middle school girl; I am not joking when he cherishes whatever you gave him he will protect it with his life no matter how big or small it was
♡ What else can I say? Brodie is literally wearing Valentines Day's most recognized color *cough* red
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♡ Lots and I mean LOTS of D.I.Y/handcrafted gifts made just for you
♡ That means paper flowers, baked goods, decorated cards, and lots of other stuff, and personally I believe handmade gifts are the best type of gifts because it shows just how much time a person devoted into making something for you
♡ When giving you your Valentines gifts expect to see Mikey covered in paper scraps, a bit of glue, and paint
♡ You got Mikey a gift too? And it's a plushie, Ohmigosh!!
♡ He'll always sleep with that plushie from that day and on, he'll give it a name and everything! Ends up apologizing to the stuffed plush if they ever accidentally ended up on the floor when he slept
♡ For the rest of the day you'll both end up watching cheesy romance movies then crying at the end being like omg they were endgame
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♡ You'll get such a nice bouquet of flowers, specifically red roses. It is Valentines day significant flower is it not?
♡ Secondly, Leo takes you out for dinner! How romantic, but its not a big fancy 5 star restaurant, you think he could afford to pay that much? He'd tell you that when they hand out the check you'd both make a run and they'd just have to catch you.
♡ You'll eat at Hueso's, and you both end up eating a heart shaped pizza with drink of your choice. How yummy
♡ Once done eating, Leo would take you around the hidden city and spend whatever money you had left on stuff you saw and wanted. Pretty much a shopping spree, hooray!
♡ Sneaking into places as well, like concerts, hotels, movies, fairs, carnavals, and other places. As long as you don't get caught then you're good to go.
♡ Once you were both of of moolah you just have a nice walk around the place at night! A very nice conversation would start, then it'd lead to a deep conversations but that's up to you to think about
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♡ Used to not celebrate Valentines day. Not that he didn't like it but he's never been too big on celebrating it, until you came into the picture
♡ You see him on Valentines and he gifts you stuff he made himself! Like a music box, jewelry, or a plush that can be a loyal servant to you. His pride fills up whenever you thank him for the lovely gifts
♡ The rest of the day is you and him making playlist for each other, dancing to those playlist because after all his online persona is Bootyyyshaker9000 for a reason lol! Are you no good at dancing? He'll try his best to teach you himself
♡ Before or after that you'll both have a karaoke night with each other because what else can be better than that? Singing your whole hearts out like such theater kids
♡ Video game sessions, very self explanatory
♡ Uh, the end. Kinda ran out of ideas 😭
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#rottmnt x reader#tmnt x reader#tmnt 2018#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader#rise of the tmnt#rise of tmnt#rise leo#rise donnie#rise mikey#rise raph#rise leonardo#rise donatello#rise michelangelo#rise raphael#raphael hamato x reader#leonardo hamato x reader#michelangelo hamato x reader#donatello hamato x reader#headcanons#platonic x reader#romantic x reader#romantic#platonic#valentines day#donnie x reader#rottmnt donnie x reader#rottmnt donatello#donatello rottmnt
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Hiro Hamada general dating hcs!
a/n: MORE HIRO HCS ILHSM!!! also fixing up my borders cause i think this looks cooler :) another a/n: i wrote this a few months ago and found it in my drafts so have this while i cook up some more hiro stuff
he’s either really nervous when he meets you OR WAY TOO FLIRTY
no in between.
on your guys first date he took you to a fair and won you a stuffed animal with his big brain science
HE LOVES PDA SM
but not in front of cass he thinks kissing in-front of her is weird
hugs are okay tho <33
his main love language is quality time
you’re reading in the living room? he’s gonna sit and play video games right next to you.
he’s deadass looked at you and asked if you would still love him if he was a worm
YEAH THATS RIGHT HE POPPED THE QUESTION⁉️
sometimes he’ll go to the lab at like three am and you hate it sm but he’ll text you and be all like
“🫵🏃♀️⚗️🥼⁉️”
AND ITS SO ANNOYING
he’s half asleep and just wants to hang out
does literally nothing but talk
i think he’s a really spontaneous person
like calls you late at night and is like “wanna go get breakfast?” and you go to some diner to get breakfast at 12:34 AM 🫶🫶
HES SO YUMMY ILHSM
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your post ab sugarbaby! denji is just *chefs kiss* 🤌 i couldn’t stop thinking ab it!!
sugarbaby! denji who thought that his life couldn’t possible get any better until he became your sugar baby, you’re around his age and have always been so kind and welcoming to him ever since he started working at public safety<3
sugarbaby! denji who loves being able to spend his lunch breaks with you! he orders practically everything on the menu, even if he doesn’t know what it is because well…free food is free food! he truly believes you’re some sort of angel sent from above
sugarbaby! denji who goes absolutely wild when you let him use your black card to his heart’s content. he buys all sorts of manga, video games, and snacks (which never last more than a day…power def raids his snack drawer and then proceeds to blame it on aki)
sugarbaby! denji who wants to gift you things too because a lovely angel such as yourself deserves to be spoiled too!! he may not have much money but when he does he’ll buy you a bouquet of your favorite flowers with a cute heart-shaped box filled with yummy chocolates<3
Anon, we are holding hands and kissing, this is delicious <3
Sugarbaby! Denji who still wants to use your shampoo and your soap because he likes to smell like you and he just likes sharing with you!
He shared with Pochita all the time, always hand feeding him, so sharing one thing, eating off the same plate, wearing each others clothes, etc is like his only little love language. It makes him feel close to you.
Denji can be dumb, but I think he's good with numbers and money as he's able to calculate his debt and costs quickly, so he's actually good at keeping track of your money, it's just that large purchases don't feel very real to him because he could never imagine something as simple as buying a new console.
On the flip side, small purchases can make him anxious. He actually checks that he has enough for the littler purchases, but when he's done triple-checking, he gets all excited and will go wild!!
Watch out this man could probably eat cardboard fine but he will eat himself into tummy aches :[[
If you pay for Denji, you end up paying for Power (and Meowy) too, she will throw a bit of a tantrum if all three of you are together and you only get Denji and yourself something. She also tells you that it's unfair to not buy Meowy something on the way back, and that you need to get him a cat tower. She will bite and steal and claw and whine, but somehow you two don't mind.
Denji desperately needs more clothes and he finally gets to chose what to wear! Imagine him at a thrift store or simple warehouse looking at shirts and wondering what he likes and whats comfy, not what's cheapest. He dress in some god awful patterns and colours at first, but it's good for him to explore, so you encourage him
Denji probably has never even touched silk in his life, so when you want to get him some clothes with nice material, start small, otherwise he'll overwhelmed. Gift him a fancy shirt to start and he loses his mind over how soft it is, then work up and you can take him to a department store and a tailor, he looks so damn good in a black, silk dress shit with a low cut
GET THIS BOY BATH BOMBS!! My guy is happy just to bathe everyday, bubble bath, bath bombs and oils, romantic candles, flower petals, blow his mind!! Spoil him in every way!!
Speaking of, Denji also loves doing activities together!! Take him to a quiet onsen in the country for a weekend, where its calm and peaceful, lord knows he needs more of it. Denji usually doesn't mind being around a lot of people, but some venues, like a concert is a lot for him, but please also gift him experiences like theme parks, bath houses, fairs! He loves spending time with you!
When no one else is around, he'll talk to Pochita in his chest. It makes him feel a bit better about missing him. He'll talk about how you dote on him and show him yummy foods, that he's in his lover arms playing video games and so much more they didn't even dream of. Pochita loves you too for taking such good care of Denji
Most people in his life try to buy him or use him, so to be with you, kind-hearted lover you are, is a first for him. To have someone give with no expectations of giving back, purely to make him happy, its so foreign to our baby boy that he just might cry. The only relationship comparable is with Pochita, and while they do love each other unconditionally, it did start off with a deal.
Denji loves his gifts, but when he thinks of the best times with you, its because you two are together, trying out a new restaurant or cuddling in bed, or even giving him a cool rock you found, he loves it all. He always wants to be your lover-boy, money or not
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Happy Saturday everyone. I always forget Eric’s wife had a spot on the show. Every time I get to this episode its a reminder. Also fair warning he’s gonna make me extra feral in this one. He is in a suit and yummy street clothes in this episode. Gimme gimme all day. I blame Eric for all my reactions in this ep for how he looks haha This is also a shorter review like last time but good stuff in it none the less. Off we go.
2x16 The Overnight
We start off with our lovely ship at American Idol auditions. A guy is getting arrested giving out meth smoothies. Lucy has to go back for his backpack. As she does she gets roped into an audition because it has his audition sticker. I’m surprised there wasn’t a gif set of her singing. It's such a good scene. I did my quick made one above with my phone. But a really good set should be produced. We get to hear Melissa’s wonderful voice again. It's in a much better context this time. Not a soul crushing and depressing way. She chooses a song from Aretha Franklin. 'I never loved a man'. She CRUSHES it.
I hope she gets another opportunity to showcase her voice in the future. The ending of this cold open cracks me up so much. The judges are impressed by her audition. Ready to give her that coveted golden ticket. Lucy hears Tim’s voice and bolts LOL Him bringing her back to reality. Their 'No no no' is so damn funny as she runs towards Tim. I love it so much. Tim having no idea what just happened. Thinking she's just running behind for no reason. Such a great cold open.
I love this scene for quite a few reasons. First and most importantly we get Tim Bradford in a suit. Sweet baby James. What a visual to start off the episode with. I need more this is my life. He should go to court more often. Honestly should be illegal to be that damn fine. *fans self* Second I find it very sexy he donates blood so often. I mean of course he does. To quote Lucy. Most Tim Bradford thing I've ever heard heh Tim as a person is just so friggin attractive.
Lastly I adore Nyla giving him a hard time. Doesn't waste a second before calling him a machine LOL Tim's face in that third gif is too cute. He's commending her shot and only shakes his head. How far Tim and Nyla have come. Reached a playful joking stage I love it. You know Lucy is enjoying someone else giving Tim crap. The proud wifey smirk of hers when he gets tossed his ball. I love them.
Lucy is running the front desk since Tim is off at court. She meets a reporter Valerie Castillo from the Herald asking for public arrest reports. She is looking for a scoop on recent robberies at 5 star hotels. Asking if Lucy has heard about them? Lucy says no. Valerie goes on to say she is trying to get away from Hollywood stories. Do something more impactful. So she can be taken seriously as a journalist. Lucy being her empathetic self wants to help her out. Lets her know the reports she’s looking at don’t have enough info. Tells her she wants CAD reports instead. Valerie asks what those are?
Tim comes striding in with the answer. Looking like sex on a stick in that suit. Good lord he can wear the hell out of that thing. Look at that fit on him. Thank you to his tailor. *chef's kiss* But I digress…Tim is clearly not a fan of this woman and what she is asking of Lucy. His cop gut going off and not liking this interaction at all. Tim instantly distrusts her and doesn't hide it.
Does crack me up they wrote Ros in as a character he can’t stand LOL I’m sure they had fun with this. Tim clearly doesn’t like the media especially her paper. Says her paper has a bias against cops. She bites back ‘Like the bias you have against me?’ She’s not wrong ha Tim says that's cute but isn't buying what she's selling.
Tim tells Lucy to get those reports back from her ASAP. That they’re gonna hit the streets as soon as he’s changed. Ooh lord the way he unbuttons his jacket and barks out his instructions on the move. Mercy. It shouldn't be that hot and yet here I am always a puddle. Ever the model just as much walking away as he came in. My god he's attractive haha It's truly not fair. Valerie says Tim shouldn't talk to her like that. Lucy is bemused by this statement.
Says he's her T.O. and its just his style with a smile on her face. (We all know she loves his style heh) I do love how this scene finishes out. Valerie saying ‘If ass is a style...but he sure can wear a suit’. Indeed madam indeed. Then proceeds to watch him leave LOL Checking out her own husband as he exits the scene haha Cracks me up. He does look damn fine in that suit. I can not blame her.
Tim instantly tries to steer Lucy away from Valerie. Telling her she’s bad news. Saying reporters always have an agenda. Lucy tries to be snarky and replies 'To get truth? Sounds Horrible.' Tim continues on despite her snark and says they aren’t to be trusted. Lucy being her sunshine self wants to see the good in Valerie. That she’s doing this to help the victims of these robberies. Tim thinks she’s being naive with this woman. Lucy battles back he just doesn’t trust anyone. Well that’s not true. He most definitely trusts you Lucy. With his life. But she has earned it ten fold out of him which is why she has it.
I’m with Tim on this one.(No surprise there I know ) That trust is something to be earned. I am the same way. It’s not something I just hand out like candy either. You have to prove to me you are worthy of that trust. Once you're in you're gold but you have to earn it first. He knows how trusting Lucy is and he doesn't want her to get burned by this person. This is his way of watching her back and trying to protect her from a potential disaster. Lucy doesn't heed his warning and it shows in her sassy face she gives him above. Lucy is so sure she is the right one in this situation. Like she is humoring him by listening.
They get a report of this idiot trying to use his snake to get out of paying for his car repairs. He pulls it out as a threat and It backfires pretty badly. As he waves the snake it bites him... (Like I said an idiot) I adore Lucy taking command of this situation. Also her heart for any living creature. I’m not a snake girl myself but I do love her taking the snake's side over this guy’s haha
This is our marriage scene of the episode. Tim says EMTs won’t step foot in here till the snake is neutralized. Tim says he’ll flush it out and kill it. Lucy is against this plan and tells Tim he can’t kill it. Their banter in this scene is primo. He is sassy right back asking what are they gonna do? Snuggle it? LOL Lucy ignores his sassy jab as she hops down and decides to do something herself. Tim isn't a fan of this plan since the snake is venomous.
Tim looks very concerned as he watches her. The way he raises his gun ready to destroy this thing if it goes after her. I love his face as she talks to the snake. Calling it by it's name, telling it she isn't going to hurt it haha He is wondering what she’s going to do with this thing. Then is impressed af when she traps the snake in a tire. What a bad ass moment for her. Snake whisperer can now go on her list of skills on the job ha Lucy proudly walks back to him with the best reply ‘Not his fault his owner is an idiot.' LOL I love this.
Valerie catches Lucy on the way out for the night. Claims she got her story about a Murphy scam. Rich men hiring sex workers then the sex worker has a partner. They rob and steal from them. The victim can’t report the crime without copping to their own. Says she came by to thank Lucy with a drink. (Mmhmm....)
Lucy is hesitant and says she shouldn’t…. You know that cop gut of hers is telling her it's wrong. Valerie asks 'Is it cause Tim wouldn't approve?' Lucy looks behind her like she can sense Tim’s disapproval from afar. Valarie sweetens the pot telling her she can be her inside person. Lucy concedes and decides to go. This can only end badly Lucy….
They make it to the hotel and Lucy quickly realizes they’re not there for a just a drink. Valerie has tracked one of the women who’s been scamming these men. Lucy is upset and feels betrayed. Says she can’t arrest people on her own. She’s a rookie. Valerie notices the man being scammed is a big time movie producer. Says this will get her a killer story and her a high profile arrest. You can see the regret written all over Lucy’s face.
Lucy tells Valerie she is texting Tim. I love this. She knows she’s in over her head at this point. So she is going to reach for her lifeline. Tells Valerie as such letting her know she could get fired as a rookie. That she needs a senior officer on scene. Also she really needs him to rein this in TBH. This has gotten way out of hand and needs Tim to come help her.
Tim arrives and Lucy thanks him for coming. (Like he wasn’t going to come and bail his girl out.) Doesn’t even have to say I told you so. This entire moment is doing it for him really. Lucy doesn’t fight or deny the hot water she is in. Not even a little. Just says ‘I’m in trouble aren’t I?’ His sexy Mm-hmm will do just fine for her. You know she’s just so relieved he's there to get her out of this. To save her from herself in this moment. The way she looks at him like he is her saving grace. Makes my heart happy. Doesn't even care she is in trouble just relieved he is there. So much said in such a small scene.
He looks sinfully handsome in that denim jacket *oh my lord.* Valerie says she’ll write a story about Tim if he punishes Lucy for this. Lucy panics and tells her not to do that. Tim isn’t phased at all by her intimidation of a story. The cocky way he walks into the room. Takes control of the situation. Says the cup against the wall trick doesn’t work. You know Lucy is rooting him on while he does this. Tim makes a joke about there being an app for that. Valerie believes him cause he walks in so confident and says that so damn smoothly. She can't help but reply 'Really?'
The way he says ‘No’ to her LMAO I'm dying. He is having a little fun in this moment messing with her. I love this man so much. Why is he so damn attractive in this moment? I actually know why ha. He's protecting Lucy and trying to do damage control at the same time. Also by taking control back from Valerie, by putting this situation back in his court. Tim calls in backup to help them if the accomplice even shows up. Tells Valerie she’ll be far away from the action if it comes to that. Not gonna let her get her story after potentially endangering Lucy for it.
The accomplice ends up arriving and Valerie has a ‘See’ look on her face. Thinking she is validated in all she's done to this point. Getting to watch Tim in action and in street clothes? Don’t mind if I do. They’re about to go after the guy when they notice Valerie is missing. She’s gone out on the balcony to get a photo. Clearly back tracking on her 'Killer Story' that'll get her taken seriously for a paparazzi shot instead.
She ends up getting her shot on the balcony but slips and Tim has to rescue her. She is refusing to let go of her phone as she hangs on to the railing. Lucy tells her to let the damn thing go. The guy sees them rescue her and takes off. Tim gets her up and takes off after the guy. Leaving Lucy with Valerie while he does so. This is the last we see of our handsome hero him in this ep sadly. The accomplice ends up getting arrested by a grumpy and tired Lopez in the lobby of the hotel LOL
Lucy’s SL wraps up with Valerie signing her statement. I love Lucy telling her like it is. Letting her know how wrong it was to take advantage like she did. Lucy is inclined to trust people and it bit her in the ass this time. (What he was trying to protect her from.) Unfortunately for her Tim was right on this one. She did have an agenda. Tim didn’t rub it in her face but also didn’t say she wasn’t in trouble for it haha Lucy has a mic drop moment with her. Telling her instead of going for the serious story she sold her on she went for the cheap shot. Gets up and walks away from her. Boom. Once again not a ton to content but still enough goodies ❤️
That wraps up 2x16 for our ship. Thanks as always to you all for your likes/comments and reblogs. Forever appreciate them. Can't believe we're almost done with S2. 6 left to review in this one.
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Side notes- Non Chenford
Always enjoy Nyla’s SL’s. When I first watched this ep wanted her to her back with Donovan. But glad she didn't much better fit with James but we’ll meet him later down the road.
Wopez engagement ❤️ They so cute. I love them. Happy for Angela and Wes.
See you all in 2x17 :)
#Caitlin Rewatches The Rookie#chenford#chenford hiatus#summer rewatch#s2#2x16 The Overnight#The Rookie 2x16#waiting for s6#tim x lucy#lucy x tim#tim bradford#lucy chen#the rookie#otp: doing my job#otp: you know me so well. too well#otp: some things matter more#eric winter#melissa o'neil#tim bradford x lucy chen
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Training - E.N
Tags: @krennicss @peachfuzznygma @peanut-40oz @danosrosegarden @unimooshi <3 you guys seemed the most interested/gave me the most support for this, so I wanted to tag you!
Summary: Edward Nashton, y/n's loving boyfriend, is the sweetest partner that anyone could ever have. He is always spoiling them and treating them like royalty. Y/n looks up to Edward so much, always wanting to be around him, following him everywhere. It's obvious that Edward loves how dependent they are of him. Growing up, Edward wasn't able to be happy and loved, so he loves that he can make y/n feel happy and loved. And, being depended on, well it made him feel loved and wanted.
Content warning: Slight argument in the beginning of fanfic, AFAB!Reader, they/them pronouns, sub!reader, sensitive!reader, VERY spoiled!reader, EXTREMELY clingy!reader, dom!edward, mean!Edward (briefly), sugar daddy!Edward (i think?), explicit language, Edward making y/n do tricks as humiliation, angst, spitting, choking, yelling, punishments/rewards, daddy kink/sir kink, brief smut, penetration, humiliation (to both of them), edward calling y/n puppy and pet, sexual themes, suggestive dialogue, fluff, steamy fluff border-lining lemon, choker serving as a collar, mocking, teasing, biting, and begging. (please let me know if I missed any other warnings <3)
Word count: 15,415 (and this is only part 1...)
(A/N: This is my first time writing something EXTREMELY kinky. Like, I've written plenty of kinky shit, but I always make it a little tame because I'm worried about how people will receive it. So, this is an experiment with my writing, I want to see how you guys like this. If you like it, let me know. If you don't, then I won't write like this again cuz I don't want to make my audience uncomfortable! This was way longer than I intended, so I think I will make it into 2 parts. It depends on how well it's received.)
Songs For Inspo:
Puppy Pound - Jazmin Bean (i think this song is about an abusive relationship but let's just ignore that cuz this song bops and ITS DIFFICULT FINDING SONGS THAT REVOLVE AROUND THE TOPIC OF THIS FANFIC OK?! <3 love u guys teehee also I love u Jazmin ur new songs r beautiful and I cried to them ;-;)
Daddy - Die Antwoord (ya'll ever find a song that's weird asf but is also a bop? yeah...anyways this just made me think about how Edward would be a sugar daddy so yeah.)
LoveGame - Lady Gaga (I love Lady Gaga so much, I wish gay people were real!!! :3 )
Puppy Love - Lana Del Rey unreleased (you can find the song on youtube <3)
MONTAGEM - PR FUNK - S3BZS
MOVE YO BODY (sped up) - Bryansanon
(I wanna dropkick him across a football field that goes straight into the ocean with weights chained to his feet. Guys, I think I made Edward too yummy in this fanfic, I think I became more obsessed with him/Paul Dano as I wrote this omg it was SO MUCH FUN! I hope you love it! This has not been revised btw, so there is most likely spelling errors/typos but WHATEVER <3)
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Edward and y/n were like that one couple you see at the fair. Holding hands constantly, feeding each other cotton candy, and winning each other prizes at the games. They were your typical couple. Well, at least that's what they looked like. Actually, correction, that's what Edward looked like. Everyone who knew Edward, even if they weren't friends with him, knew that he was one of the nerdiest, dorkiest, and strangest people in Gotham. His fascination with riddles, puzzles, and games ostracized him from everyone he met. Sure, he had a FEW friends, but he hadn't talked to them since he left the orphanage. He was your stereotypical nerd that one would see in a Disney Channel movie. Meanwhile, his partner of almost 2 years, y/n, was the complete opposite of him. Again, it was like something you would see in a movie. Two people who are complete opposites turn into star-crossed lovers, destined to be together. And that's exactly what they were. Y/n was a bright and bubbly person. They were extremely friendly, outgoing, absolutely breathtaking, and yet they were in love with Edward. It was quite romantic, actually. The two of them met at a library when they ran into each other. Edward had a book about forensics and y/n had a book about poetry. Things picked up from there and all of a sudden they had been dating for 2 years. Not only was Edward Nashton a thoughtful, loving, and loyal partner...he also made things very interesting in their relationship. It caught y/n off guard at first, but it didn't take them long to find it absolutely hot and fun. They would be lying if they said they didn't love it.
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Edward sat at the desk in the bedroom he shared with his partner. His hair was messy and still partially damp from the shower he had taken not long ago. His white t-shirt was stained with drops of water, making small parts of his clothing slightly see-through. He had a pair of black sweats on, three green question marks sewed onto one of the pockets, a customization he did himself. Rain trickled down the window of the bedroom, the sound becoming a soothing pattern to the lanky man. It was around 8 o'clock at night, the sun had already set and the stars were scattering throughout the sky. Groaning, Edward stretched his arms out, being careful not to bump the empty plate that once had his dinner on it off of the desk. Deciding he needed a break from his work, he got up and grabbed the plate. The sound of the bedroom door opening made y/n's head turn away from the T.V in the living room and focused instead on their boyfriend closing the door behind him. Y/n squealed, getting on their knees on the couch, hands on the back of it as they watched him walk.
"Are you done?!" They asked excitedly.
Edward smiled slightly as he walked by the couch, shaking his head. Y/n groaned and slumped back down, melting into the cushions. The colors of the T.V flashed across their face as they pulled a blanket over themself. Their boyfriend rinsed his plate, cleaned it, dried it, and then put it back in the cabinet it belonged in. Mumbling to himself, he walked out of the kitchen, about to pass the couch. Y/n looked over their shoulder, seeing that his pants were sagging slightly. They chuckled lightly, causing him to slow down walking.
"Your pants are falling down you heathen." They commented.
Edward looked down, seeing that they were right. He chuckled as well, pulling them up and tying the drawstring in a bow. Reaching over, he ruffled y/n's hair, causing them to huff.
"Thanks, now stop looking at my ass. I need to get back to work." He smirked, walking back into the bedroom.
Y/n smiled, but it faded once the door closed. It had been hours since Edward started working. He didn't usually work from home so it was a new thing for them both. Yeah, it was only going to be for today, but it still sucked. The two of them had barely talked all day and it made y/n sad. They were sure it made Edward sad as well. Y/n so desperately wanted to go in there and pull him out of the room. This was usually the time that the two of them would watch a movie together, but now y/n was doing that alone. Sighing, they grabbed the remote and paused the movie before setting it back down on the coffee table. They stood up from the couch, walking slowly to the bedroom door. Even though they had been dating for 2 years y/n knocked on the door, as the two of them still respected their privacy and need for alone time. A muffled 'come in' came from behind the door. Opening it up, they stepped inside and closed it behind them. Edward was sitting in the chair in front of his desk, files spread on the surface and his laptop open before him. Y/n walked up next to the desk, hands in front of them, fidgeting with their fingers. Edward continued to work, waiting for y/n to say something. When they didn't he sighed, placing his pen down and looking up, turning the chair to face them.
"Is something wrong, cara mia?" He asked, noticing their meek expression.
"Um, w-when are you going to be done...?" They asked, voice soft.
Edward groaned breathily, pinching the bridge of his nose. His hands trailed to his hair, running his fingers through the slightly damp locks. He picked up a packet on his desk, flipping through the pages so y/n could see the work he had to do. A shaky laugh left his throat as he dropped the stapled papers back on the desk.
"I still have this packet to do, y/n. I need to get this done before work tomorrow." He stated.
"I know, but I've barely seen you all day..." They mumbled.
"Yes, I know and I'm sorry. But, my office building had a pipe burst, so we had to work from home. You know this. I can't do anything about it."
Y/n huffed, crossing their arms over their chest.
"Yeah, you're never able to do shit about anything..." They grumbled.
Edward raised an eyebrow, straightening his posture. He grabbed the pen on the desk, flipping it between his fingers. His legs were slightly spread, the drawstrings of his sweats falling between his legs slightly. The gaze he held on y/n was piercing and was sure to make anyone uncomfortable.
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" He asked, challengingly.
Y/n looked down at the ground, sighing. They fidgeted with the hem of their shirt. Edward watched them, their nail polish shining from the light of the lamp on his desk.
"Sorry, I don't know what I meant by that. I just missed you today..." They sniffled, tears threatening to spill.
Edward's gaze softened upon hearing them whine. He placed the pen back on the desk and pushed his chair away slightly from the desk. Holding out a hand, he waiting for y/n to take it. When they did, he pulled them close to him, looking up into their eyes. A small tear trailed down y/n's face, making him frown. Using his thumb, he wiped it away, smearing it across their cheek.
"You poor thing. It makes me so sad to see you cry, pet." He hummed, rubbing his thumb over their knuckles.
He looked back to his laptop, sighing deeply. It was true, he really needed to get his work done. But, on the other hand, his love was gently crying before him. Biting on his bottom lip, he nodded softly.
"Ok, why don't you stay in here with me? You have to be quiet though, I need to focus." He suggested.
Y/n cheered up instantly, wiping away whatever tears were left on their face. Edward chuckled, rolling his eyes at the sudden change in demeanor.
"Huh, was that all an act to get me to let you stay with me?" He asked.
"No it wasn't, I'm just happy I can stay!" They giggled.
"Ok then, well if you want to get in bed you c-"
Edward was interrupted by y/n pushing his chair away slightly. Grabbing a pillow and a blanket off the bed, they placed the pillow on the floor right below Edward's desk. Y/n crawled on the floor and sat on the pillow, wrapping the blanket around their body. He scoffed playfully, pulling his chair back up to the desk. Y/n rested their chin on his knee, looking up at him from under the desk.
"Comfy down there?" He asked, typing on his keyboard.
Y/n reached a hand up, giving a thumbs up to him. Smiling, he put a hand down and rubbed the top of y/n's head. His fingers worked at their scalp gently, giving a simple yet effective massage. Y/n sighed happily, closing their eyes as they enjoyed the touch of their lover. The sound of his pen scribbled away at papers, grumbling to himself when he made a mistake. Occasionally, he would look down under the desk, checking up on y/n. He knew that they wanted to be close to him, but the position they were sitting in would most definitely end up with their legs going numb.
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After another hour, Edward had finished up his work, sighing in relief as he closed his laptop. Groaning softly, he stretched his back out, reaching his arms up into the air. He grabbed the armrests of the chair, about to pull away from the desk. However, the pressure of y/n's chin on his knee caused him to stop. He leaned his head back, mouthing 'fuck' as he thought about what to do next. Slowly, he reached down and cupped y/n's face with his hands. Pushing the chair away with his foot, he knelt down to the ground. Their eyes were closed, cheeks slightly pink from the warmth of the blanket. Smiling to himself, he gently brought y/n's head to the ground, letting it rest on the pillow. He stood back up, picking up the files off the desk and organizing them. Making sure to stay quiet, he left the bedroom and put the papers in his work bag. Before going back into the bedroom, he did a quick walk-around of the apartment, making sure everything was turned off and everything was locked up. Once he confirmed that, he went back to make the bed. He pulled the covers down and turned on the lamp that sat on his nightstand. Glancing down at y/n, he noticed that they were stirring. He knew they couldn't stay on the ground the entire night, even if they looked absolutely adorable doing so. He bent down again, brushing y/n's face with his thumb. Grunting softly, y/n's eyes fluttered open, heavy and tired.
"No wonder you were so quiet, you fell asleep down there. You must be pretty sleepy, huh?" He asked, dragging his thumb down their bottom lip.
Y/n nodded softly, crawling out from under the desk. They grabbed the pillow and the blanket, holding them in their arms as they stood up. Edward smiled at them, watching them put the stuff back on the bed. As y/n sat on the bed, they looked at Edward. Not wanting to wait from him to get in bed, they grabbed his wrist and yanked him towards them. Chuckling, he got under the covers, y/n instantly crawling on top of him after. He scooted up a little bit, head propped up slightly against the pillow. Y/n's face was nuzzled into the fabric of his shirt, thighs straddling his left leg. He sighed, petting y/n's head and stroking their hair.
"Cara mia, I'm sorry for not giving you much attention today." He admitted.
"S' ok, sir. You had t' work..." They mumbled.
"Tomorrow you can follow me around like the good puppy you are, hm? How's that sound? We can even watch a movie together tomorrow night." He cooed, planting a kiss on the top of their head.
"Sounds s' good..." Y/n replied, half asleep.
"Good night, angel."
"Night E..Ed..."
Edward smiled to himself as y/n fell asleep, rubbing their back as he closed his eyes. The weight of their body on his chest served as a weighted blanket, lulling him into his own slumber. His chest heaved gently, rocking y/n's body like a ship at sea. The waves of his breath crashing through the night.
~
The sun peered through the curtains of the bedroom window, the blinds slightly open. Warmth spread over y/n's face, causing them to stir in their slumber. As the light grew, y/n turned over, grabbing a pillow and covering their face. Y/n's eyes grew heavy once again, feeling themself go back to sleep, only to be awoken by the alarm on their phone. Groaning, they sat up in their bed, shielding their eyes from the sun. Their pupils dilated, adjusting to the morning. A yawn escaped their lips, eyes squinting shut. Y/n looked to their left, waking up instantly when they realized Edward wasn't next to them. They shot out of bed, grabbing the bathrobe Edward bought for them at the mall. Wrapping it around their body, y/n stumbled out of the bedroom and into the living room. Expectantly, they looked around for their boyfriend, but to no avail. Sadly, they walked into the kitchen, hoping that Edward had made them a lunch. Y/n knew they were spoiled and they brought it to his attention many times.
'Edward, you spoil me too much! You don't have to do that, I can take care of myself. You don't have to spoil me to make me stay with you. I love you with or without the special treatments.'
It was true. Y/n was absolutely in love with him and it wasn't because of the special treatment. It was because he was funny, smart, handsome, and extremely sweet. Oh, but he always gave the same answer, an extremely poetic one.
'I know that, my love. But, I consider myself to be the luckiest man in this world with you as my partner. I count my blessings everyday, y/n. So, why would I not spoil you? Why would I not shower you with love every moment I breathe? The day I stop spoiling you is the day that I die, my dear. And even then, I will still try to find a way to give you my adoration.'
He was a romantic at his core underneath his nerdy exterior. And if y/n was being honest, he was also a freaky and kinky fucker underneath as well. It was really amusing to y/n. When they first saw Edward, they never would have imagined how much of a freak he was in the sheets, even out of the sheets. But, it's not like they didn't like it. Hell, they loved it.
"Oh, what's this?" They asked themself.
On the door of the fridge was a big green sticky note, Edward's favorite color. Grabbing it, y/n looked it over. As they read it, they opened up the fridge. Lo and behold, a brown paper bag was in the fridge with their name written on it. Well, not their name, but one of Edward's nicknames for them. Puppy. It suited them really well, seeing as how they loved to follow him around and craved his attention and love.
'Good morning sweetheart,
I wanted to kiss you goodbye before I left for work, but you looked so peaceful in your sleep. I did not want to wake you from the blissful dream you were in. I had time to make you lunch before I left, make sure you eat all of it. You don't eat enough, pet. I hope you are able to get lots of your college work done. Have a wonderful and productive day, baby. I cannot wait to come home and watch a movie with you. Work sucks!
Love,
Edward Nashton (#1 boyfriend)
Y/n felt their heart swell as they read the note, every word was like one of cupid's arrows in the chest. He was truly an amazing boyfriend. They felt very lucky to call him theirs. Sighing happily, they closed the fridge. Y/n wanted to save the lunch for later on, so instead they grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl. Taking a bite, they sat down at the kitchen table in front of their laptop. Y/n opened it up and opened up their word document. Luckily, this week of their college work was pretty tame, nothing was due for a while. They could easily slack off today and not have any repercussions, but they wouldn't feel productive. So, they ate their apple and got straight to work with typing up a research paper for their psychology class. Edward always liked to know about what assignments they were doing, so they would have to tell him about it when he got back home.
~
A few hours passed and y/n had gotten a lot done on the paper they were writing. About an hour ago they had stopped, wanting to take a break. Realizing they had not changed out of their pj's, they walked into the bedroom. When they saw the desk, they remembered last night. They remembered how comfortable it was to rest their chin on Edward's lower thigh. They remembered how soothing it was to get their head scratched and pet by Edward. When he did that, y/n was like putty in his hands. He knew exactly what made y/n happy, sad, mad, and he definitely knew what made them...desperate. Thoughts crossed y/n's mind as they imagined Edward sitting in the chair, his legs spread as he looked down at the space under his desk. Y/n imagined being underneath it, hands dragging his jeans down as they looked at him with puppy dog eyes. They imagined his head falling back as they took him in their mouth, happily bobbing up and down on him. They imagined him grabbing a fistful of their hair, pushing them down to choke on him. They imagined him praising them as they pleasured him. Oh, how y/n loved his voice. Whether it was his morning voice saying good morning, or him saying he loved them, or him praising and degrading them during sex. They loved his voice no matter what he was saying. It was like honey the way it flowed through their ears, sweet and smooth. Y/n whined, realizing how much they missed Edward. He had said that they were going to spend the entire day together. He said that they could follow him around like a puppy. And that's exactly what y/n wanted to do. Shivering, they grabbed one of Edward's favorite outfits that they wore and quickly changed into it. The cropped tank top they put on was a cream color and it ended just above their belly button. On top of that, they wore this crochet cardigan that was cropped, also ending above their belly button. The cardigan was crocheted spaciously, allowing you to see what the person wearing it had underneath it. It was made of multiple colors, a soft green, a soft pink, and a soft cream color. Y/n slid on a pair of denim shorts that were slightly ripped. Edward, who loved to sew, had sewed hearts and stars on the pockets of the shorts. Y/n had asked him to do it, practically begged him, and he did it happily. Humming, they walked over to the vanity and applied some mascara, blush, and lip gloss. Blowing a kiss to their reflection. Before they left the room, they grabbed a choker from off of the dresser. It was white leather that attached to a silver outline that was shaped like a heart. It was hollow, which Edward loved, because he could hook his fingers through it and pull y/n in for a kiss.
"I'll pay him a visit! I'm not sure if he's on his lunch break, but I don't think he'll mind!" They said to themself, grabbing their lunch.
Y/n slid on their converse at the front door, nearly slipping as they did so. They grabbed their purse, leaving the apartment quickly. Y/n was anxious to see their boyfriend, missing him dearly already. Yes, y/n was a very clingy partner, but Edward didn't mind. He loved it, actually. The fact that they were so clingy to him made him feel loved for the first time in his life. And, he knew that y/n didn't have a great past with relationships. If he could make them feel loved, cared for, wanted, and treasured, then he was going to do it. They deserved all the love in the world through his eyes.
~
Y/n walked into Edward's office building, intimidated slightly by the security guards. Swallowing a lump in their throat, they waved at the guards. Even though they weren't going to do anything, y/n couldn't help but feel nervous. They walked to the elevator and pressed the button to open up the doors. Almost immediately, they opened up and y/n hurriedly stepped inside of it. Letting out a deep breath, y/n selected the third floor button. Usually y/n preferred to take the stairs, but they had walked to the subway from their apartment and walked a block from where the subway train arrived all the way to the building, so they were a little worn out. A few dings signaled that y/n had arrived at Edward's office floor. Feeling a little anxious, they stepped out and looked around. They had only been to Edward's work a few times, dropping things off that he forgot. But, it had been a while since they last visited. Heading towards the reception desk, y/n looked at the man sitting in the chair. He looked up at y/n, smiling lightly.
"Good afternoon, what can I help you with?" He asked politely.
"Hi there! Um, do you know where Eddie works? Um, sorry, Edward Nashton? I'm just stopping by to say hi, that's ok right?" They asked sheepishly.
"Oh, of course that's perfectly fine. It's not like we get busy here anyways." He said, covering the side of his mouth in a 'sneaky' way.
Y/n giggled, amused at the man's humor.
"Anyways, he's just down that hallway and then you take a left. His cubicle is the one on the far left corner. It'll show his name on the side. May I ask how you know him?"
Y/n nodded, smiling at the receptionist.
"Thank you very much! I'm his partner, y/n. It's nice to meet you..." Y/n looked at the name plate.
"...Maurice! Nice name!" They complimented.
"Aw, thank you! And, did you say you're Edward's partner? As in...dating him?" He asked.
"Um, yeah? Last time I checked!" They joked, laughing.
"I don't mean to offend, it's just that you two seem very..."
"Opposite? Yeah, we know. We get that a lot. But hey, going 2 years strong!" Y/n said.
"2 years? Woah, congratulations." Maurice looked down at the work phone as it started ringing.
"Oh, I've got to take this. I'm glad I could help you and I love your cardigan by the way!"
Y/n mouthed a 'thank you' as they walked away, not wanting to disrupt the phone call. The interaction with Maurice washed away any anxiety they had. It was nice to see there was one friendly person where Edward worked. From what he talked about, it seemed that no one was nice to him at work. Sighing, y/n followed the receptionists instructions, going down the hallway he pointed to. When they reached the end, they turned left and came face to face with a bunch of cubicles.
'Jesus, no wonder Edward gets depressed here.' They thought to themself.
Y/n walked to the far left corner, just like Maurice said. Lo and behold, the cubicle on the end read 'Edward Nashton' on the side of it. Smiling, y/n peered over the corner, hoping to catch him off guard. Edward sat in front of his desk, files neatly organized on his desk, spare for a few papers that were next to him. The computer before him showed a spreadsheet, y/n already bored to death at the sight. Who knew being a forensic accountant could be so boring. But, they were sure there was more to it than spreadsheets, so maybe it wasn't always boring. Edward lifted up his coffee mug that had Snoopy and Woodstock on it and took a sip from it. He secretly loved the Peanuts movies. He would watch the Great Pumpkin on Halloween, A Merry Christmas Charlie Brown on Christmas, etc. Slowly, y/n tiptoed behind him and covered his eyes with their hands. He jumped a little, surprised at the suddenness of it. Y/n leaned down to his ear and whispered.
"Hi daddy..."
Edward reached his hands up, grabbing their hands and pulling them away from his eyes. He turned around in his chair, looking up at y/n who was waving at him excitedly. He saw that their purse hung off their shoulder, the lunch he had made for them sitting inside of it in the brown bag. His eyebrows furrowed, making y/n shrink slightly.
"What are you doing here, y/n?" He asked.
"I wanted t' come and see you, sir..." They mumbled softly.
They both kept their voices low, not wanting anyone to hear their conversation. However, the people at Edward's job weren't exactly quiet. Everyone was always having a conversation, whether it was about work or not. They all talked with each other, except for Edward. He was fine with that though, he had tried to make friends with his coworkers before, but it just didn't work out well. So, he put his focus on getting his work done so he could earn money and spoil the one he loved.
"Y/n, I get off in 2 hours. You could have just waited at h- wait, how did you even get here?" He asked curiously.
Y/n lowered their head, picking away at the chipped nail polish that adorned their fingers. They mumbled something under their breath. Raising an eyebrow, Edward grabbed their waist and pulled them closer to him.
"Speak up." He ordered, his voice stern.
"I took the...subway..." Y/n admitted shyly.
Edward pinched the bridge of his nose, grabbing y/n's arm firmly. Letting out a sigh, he loosened his grip. He was extremely frustrated with y/n.
"Y/n, you know I don't like you taking the subway alone! Even I don't like going on the subway. It's dangerous in this city, especially for someone as breathtaking as you. How many times have I told you this?" He explained softly.
"A billion times..."
"No, but, close enough. Look, I'm happy to see you, but you could have just waited a couple more hours for me to get home. So, I'm going to ask you again, and this time I want the real answer. What are you doing here?"
Y/n sighed, Edward knew them too well. Yes, they wanted to see him really bad. But, y/n couldn't get those thoughts from earlier out of their head. They so dearly missed his touch, his kisses, and his voice. God, his voice. Suddenly, y/n felt embarrassed to even say anything. Edward sensed this, placing his hands on both of their hips, rubbing them with his thumbs. He was still upset that they put themself in a dangerous situation when they could have just waited at home for 2 more hours. And, they didn't even bother calling him and letting him know that they were coming over. It might seem extreme for Edward to not want y/n to use the subway, but the two of them had an unfortunate encounter in the subway once. Nothing bad happened, Edward stepped in just in the nick of time. But, the whole scenario scared them both. And they both agreed that y/n needed to go on the subway with someone else at all times. So, he was frustrated that they broke that rule. Not even frustrated, it just scared him. He watched as y/n leaned down slightly, hovering over his ear. Cupping their hand over their mouth, they whispered.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you..."
Edward smirked subtly.
"Oh, really? What a nice gesture." He feigned innocence.
"Eddie...you know what I mean..." They pouted.
He nodded.
"Yes I do, pet."
They did a 360 for Edward, showing him the full outfit they were wearing. He took a deep breath at the sight, not noticing it when they first walked in. Edward didn't want y/n to feel like they had to show skin for him to find them attractive, because it just wasn't true. Y/n could wear a burlap sack and swim in a pool of sewage and he would still find them to be the most attractive person to grace this earth. But, sometimes they wore outfits that drove him crazy. And this was his favorite one. But, the cherry on top...the choker. God, that choker made his heart race and his fists clench. He remembered when he bought it for them, they wanted it so bad, and who was Edward to refused what they wanted? Of course he bought it for them. Little did he know that he bought his own kryptonite.
"I got all dressed up for you, daddy. Your favorite outfit..." They smiled.
"I can see that..." He replied coldly.
"I want you to...to fuck me...I need it..." The whined quietly.
"Y/n, no, we are in a public setting. You need to behave yourself, ok?"
Y/n crossed their arms over their chest. Huffing, they stepped on his foot roughly. Honestly, it did not hurt Edward in the slightest. The shoes he wore to work already hurt his feet on a daily basis, so it felt like a tickle in comparison. He looked down at his shoe and then back up to y/n. Edward could tell they instantly regretted the decision as they had taken a step away from him. The smug smirk that was on his face disappeared, now an unamused natural pout. He used his finger to gesture for y/n to get closer. Reluctantly, they did so.
"Tell me, do you feel better? Did you accomplish something with that immature act?" He asked.
Y/n shook their head shyly.
"Mmm, well, I was already upset with you for breaking a rule, one that we both agreed on for your safety. You could have gotten a ride from Mrs. Jacobs next door. You could have been patient and waited a couple more hours. You had so many options and you chose the only wrong one. But, now, well...now I'm furious. You come to my job dressed up like the cute thing you are, demand me to fuck you, and pitch a fit when I don't give you what you want? Really?"
"Well, you always give me what I want." They retorted.
"I do, when you're good. But right now, you're acting like a spoiled. Little. Brat." He seethed, pinching the inner part of their thigh.
Y/n whimpered softly, swatting at his hand instinctively. He scoffed, turning around in his chair and facing his computer. Edward began to type away at the keyboard.
"Did you at least get some of your research paper done?" He asked.
"Obviously." They grumbled.
Edward shook his head while looking at his computer, getting sick of y/n's attitude. The keyboard clicked as he entered some numbers into the spreadsheet. Y/n waited for him to say something, adjusting their shorts that were riding up their thighs.
"You know, giving me an attitude is not going to change anything. It's just making it worse for you. How about you try and get a hold of yourself?" He reminded.
Y/n mocked him quietly, moving their hand to mimic his mouth moving. Walking up behind him, they leaned down and rested their chin on his shoulder. Edward rolled his eyes and kept his focus on his work. Letting their painted fingers trail down his other shoulder, y/n quietly whined erotically in his ear.
"I want you t' fuck me, sir...pretty please?" They asked innocently.
Biting the inside of his cheeks, Edward turned around in his chair once again. He felt so very conflicted. If they were back at their apartment, he would have already pinned y/n against the wall. He would have already dragged them to the bed by their slutty choker. And currently, he was imaging y/n on his lap wearing nothing but that flattering crochet cardigan. But, he was at work, and he was pissed that y/n was trying to seduce him in his work space. Edward didn't have a problem with PDA, but he had limits and a sense of professionalism. Y/n knew this, but they chose to let their desire take over their thought process. He was not making him uncomfortable at all, he actually found it amusing at first. But, he was getting tired of it. He need to put them in their place, quickly.
"Y/n I have no idea what has gotten into you, but you need to cut it out right now. I am not asking anymore, I am demanding." His voice was lower than usual, sending chills up y/n's spine.
"Mmm, I like when you get like that, daddy..." They placed a hand on his thigh.
Edward leaned back, straightening his posture. Looking around him subtly, he made sure no one was looking. Thankfully, it looked like everyone was in there cubicles and no one was walking around. In one swift motion, he leaned forward and grabbed y/n's face with his hand roughly. His grip on their jaw was firm, preventing them from moving at all, otherwise it would hurt. He leaned in close, face just inches away from theirs.
"You are pushing me to my limit, pet. You're acting like a filthy bitch in heat. Is that what you are?" He spat, looking them in the eyes.
"I-"
Edward released his grip on their jaw, pushing them away. Catching their balance and trying to play it off as they tripped, y/n held onto the cubicle. He scoffed, looking them up and down. Their cheeks were bright red, chest heaving up and down as they panted. His gaze wandered down to their thighs, seeing how they were squeezed against each other. He shook his head while looking at y/n, causing their bottom lip to quiver.
"God, you look so pitiful. What happened to the attitude from before, huh?" He mocked, fixing his crooked glasses.
"Um..."
"Here's how things are going to go. You and your filthy mind are going to wait in the lobby until I get off of work. You're going to eat your lunch and come up with an apology for your behavior. Do you understand me?" His voice was stern and his eyes were dull as he looked at them.
"Y-Yes..."
"Yes, what, pet?" He taunted, cupping a hand over his ear.
"Yes, daddy..." They mumbled.
Edward sighed, looking at their meek stance. He reached over and grabbed his mug, taking a sip of the hot coffee. Placing it back down, he shook his head. He lifted his hand up, waving them away in dismissal. He was extremely irritated, frustrated, and infuriated. Edward hated getting stern with y/n, but they had broken a few rules in a matter of 1 hour. And, even when he kept telling them to stop, the attitude never relented. He was most definitely a pushover when it came to y/n, but he knew how to lay down the law when he needed to.
"Go." He ordered simply.
Nodding their head, y/n left his cubicle. They knew they were in deep shit. He was right though. Their attitude was through the roof and it was not necessary at all. Y/n couldn't help but feel embarrassed as they walked back to the reception desk. Of course Edward wasn't going to drop his work to satisfy their desires. He was at work. If y/n had been in his situation, they would have said no too. Guilt built up in their chest, overpowering the heat that was pulsing between their legs. Smiling at Maurice, they sat down in a chair in the lobby. He looked at them curiously.
"Something wrong?" He asked.
"Huh? Oh, no nothing's wrong. Edward said he gets off in an hour and a half, so I'm just going to ride back home with him."
Maurice nodded, focusing back down on whatever work he was doing. Sighing, y/n opened up their lunch and started eating. They were honestly too upset to eat, but they knew Edward would be even more upset if they didn't eat the lunch. He was right in the sticky note he left earlier, they didn't eat enough. It wasn't like they were doing it on purpose, they just got caught up in college work and hobbies that they would sometimes forget to eat. Y/n took a bite of the sandwich, feeling their lungs tighten as they held back a sob. They continued to eat their lunch as they made an apology for Edward. Considering how they acted, it would have to be a very good one.
~
Edward got up from his desk, gathering his things and putting them in his bag. Y/n's perfume hung in the air still, filling his senses. Sighing, he pushed his glasses up, hanging his bag over his shoulder. Stepping out of the cubicle, he thought about what he was going to do about y/n. He was still extremely upset with them, but he also felt bad. Edward knew all y/n wanted was to just be near him, but they could sometimes let their emotions take control of them, preventing them from fully thinking things through. He knew they were probably beating themself up over the whole situation. They were still in trouble, but Edward decided that he would lessen the punishment, knowing that the stress of college was probably enough punishment on them already. And, knowing y/n, if he did punish them they would probably find it hot. Breaking out of his thoughts, Edward walked into the lobby, glancing quickly at Maurice. Y/n was standing in front of the desk, handing him a piece of paper.
"Edward, I've been talking with your partner. I hope you don't mind if we exchange contact information? Y/n had the brilliant idea of going on a double date. You, them, me, and my boyfriend Tristan." He asked.
"Oh, yes that's fine. We'll have to figure out a day to do that. Thank you for keeping them company while they waited. I hope they didn't keep you from your work." He said, giving y/n a subtle look out of the corner of his eyes.
"Absolutely not, y/n was very respectful. Plus, it's not like I have much work to do anyways, am I right?" Maurice laughed, y/n chuckled as well.
"Hah, yeah. Well, we have to get going now. I'll see you on Monday, Maurice." He bid, wrapping his arm around y/n's waist as they left the lobby.
The two of them walked to the elevator, Edward pressing the button to open the door. He glanced moved his hand away from y/n's waist, running it through his hair. Y/n watched him, smiling up at him.
"You were nice back there, does that mean you're in a better mood?" They asked, hopeful.
As the door opened, they both stepped inside. Edward pushed the parking garage button, looking at y/n with a deadpanned face. He leaned against the metal railing on the side of the elevator. He clasped his hands over the bar, knuckles turning white as he gripped it.
"Better mood? Sure. Does that change anything? No." He answered.
The elevator door opened and they walked out, Edward holding y/n's hand as they did so. Pulling out his keys with his other hand, he unlocked his car. Every second of the drive home felt like an hour to y/n.
~
Y/n and Edward had finally gotten back to the apartment. It was dead silent as they removed their shoes. Y/n sat down on the couch, unsure of what exactly they should do. Their heart was racing as they watched him take off his coat, hanging it up on one of the hooks on the wall. The tension was so thick y/n could practically feel it against their skin, like a humid summer night. Edward's keys dropping on the table next to the door broke the silence, causing y/n to jump slightly.
"E-Edward..."
He didn't say anything, walking in the kitchen instead. Y/n didn't look away from their lap, focusing on the pads of their fingers, suddenly finding it to be the most interesting thing in the world. Edward stood in the kitchen, drinking a glass of water that he had poured. He held the glass in his hand as he walked back to the living room, standing in front of where y/n was sitting. Despite his gentle facial features, his stance made y/n feel intimidated. The brown sweater over his collared button up shirt made y/n feel things that were completely inappropriate for the current situation. No matter how much they tried, y/n couldn't stop getting filthy thoughts of their boyfriend out of their head. And, Edward could tell right away. The events before were proof enough as to how y/n felt today.
"Did you eat your lunch?" He asked.
"Yes, I ate all of it. I promise."
"You don't need to promise me anything, y/n. I can tell when you lie to me. I'm glad you ate." He said simply, taking a sip of his water.
Y/n fidgeted with their hands.
"I believe you have an apology for me?"
"Y-Yes..."
"Well, I'm waiting. You do not need me to tell you when to say it, though I know how much you'd love for me to order you around right now." He huffed.
Y/n nodded.
"U-Um, I-I'm really sorry for c-coming to your work and b-being inappropri-"
"I'm sorry, I thought you were going to apologize to me? Not give me some half-assed statement." He interrupted.
"I-"
"I-I-I...how about you get on your knees? Maybe that'll show me how sorry you truly are." He mocked.
Slowly, y/n slid to the floor, getting on their knees before him. Edward was already a fairly tall man, but he looked like a giant when y/n kneeled before him. His glasses reflected the light coming from one of the windows, creating an ominous glare over the lenses. It made him look even more mysterious than he already was. He looked down at them, waiting for them to say something. After a few seconds, he groaned.
"What? Do you really need me to tell you when to speak like a dog? Speak!" He ordered.
"I-I, I'm really sorry, sir. I knew you were at work, but I just missed you so much. I did! I really did! I wanted to see you, and, and, and I couldn't stop thinking about you all day. I just wanted you so bad! I'm sorry I broke rules, I really am. It won't happen ever again! Never ever, I swear. Puppy just missed you super bad and, and then it made me think filthy things and made me want you even more. It was so, so, so bad of me to be like that at your work. I know I hu-humiliated you and probably made you uncomfortable. Daddy, I'm so sorry I really am! I was a bad puppy for doing that. I just wanted a hug at first because you didn't give me one this morning! Please, please, please don't be mad at me, daddy! I'll be good for the rest of the night, I swear!"
Edward looked down at them as they grabbed the material of his slacks, tugging on them gently. Tears welled in their eyes, some trickling down their pink cheeks. Seeing them grovel at his feet was quite a sight to behold. If the circumstances were better, he would have had them say their apology while choking on his dick. But, he felt that the situation required a different type of action.
"That was a very nice apology, y/n. Very nice, indeed." He said.
Y/n sniffled, looking up at him. Placing the glass of water on the table beside the couch, he bent down. His eyes were gazing down at y/n's. He gently grabbed their chin, forcing them to look up at him.
"But, I don't know if I should let you off the hook so easily. You see, I gave you many opportunities to stop and not get punished. But, you didn't take them, isn't that right?" He asked, nodding his head in synch with his last few words.
"Y-Yes, sir..."
"You didn't make a mistake, you purposefully disobeyed me and ignored me. And, that just doesn't sit well with me. It leaves a pit in my stomach, you know?" He explained, holding a hand over his stomach.
Y/n whined.
"Oh, there we go again with the pitiful whines. Your pretty sounds aren't going to get you out of this, pet." He said, shaking his head.
"B-But..."
"But? Excuse me? What could you possibly say to help you get out of this situation that YOU put yourself in? Please, enlighten me." He taunted, tilting his head to the side.
Y/n fell silent, looking away from him in defeat. There wasn't anything they could say. It was true, they did this to themself. Edward didn't have many rules in their relationship and the ones he did have were very simple and easy to follow. And y/n broke them all within the span of an hour. If they had just been patient and waited at home for Edward, he might have been pounding into them in their bed. But, they weren't patient. Instead of getting dicked down, they were on their knees and begging Edward for forgiveness. Now, the begging was not necessary at all, it was just something that they thought Edward would like. They were right though, Edward loved it when y/n begged. It was one of his weaknesses. Of course he was going to forgive y/n, but not before he put them in their place and taught them a lesson. The begging, no matter how much Edward loved it, would not get y/n out of the punishment that awaited them. He scoffed, standing up and stepping away from y/n, causing them to fall and catch themself with their hands on the floor.
"You humiliated me at work today, y/n. Anyone could have come across my cubicle. Anyone could have seen you acting like a dog, begging for me to give you a treat. Is that what you wanted? Did you want to embarrass me at my job?" He asked, hands in his pockets.
"What? No! Of course not, sir! I j-just got carried away didn't think..." They explained, a frown on their lips.
"I believe you, honey. But, that doesn't excuse what you did, now does it?" He asked, tone becoming gentle.
"No..."
"Exactly. If I did not punish you for your bad decisions, you would continue to make them. Would you not?" He questioned.
"No, I wouldn't!" Y/n spat out.
Edward let out a breathy laugh, leaning down and bending his legs. He placed his hands on his knees, shaking his head in amusement. Y/n watched his movements, every single one of them sending a spark through their veins. They knew he was right, but they didn't want to admit it.
"Ohhh, but that's where you're wrong, pet. I spoil you and treat you like an angel on earth, all because I love you with my entire heart, body, and soul. But, that does not mean you should expect me to let you get away with things. Spoiled or not, you need to have manners and respect. And I know for a fact, if I fucked you on this couch right here and now, you'd do the same exact thing tomorrow. Why? Because I rewarded your bed behavior. That just won't do, no, no, no." His tone was flamboyant and cocky.
God, y/n hated that he was right. He was a fucking genius and knew y/n like the back of his hand. They were stupid for trying to convince him to not punish them. It would never have worked.
"You really are just like a puppy, y/n. Here I am, teaching you right and wrong through rewards and punishments. Do you think that will help? Should I make you do tricks? Hm? You were certainly acting like a wild dog earlier." He commented, a sickening smirk on his face.
He hooked his fingers through the heart of y/n's choker. With one swift yank, he brought them with them as he stood to his feet. They choked slightly as the leather dug into their skin, feeling relief when they stood on their feet. Somehow, Edward was more intimidating face to face, rather than towering over y/n. Perhaps it was because of how kind his face was, making it jarring when he took a serious tone.
"I think you need to be trained, puppy. We can't have you misbehaving while I'm off at work, can we?"
Y/n's eyes widened, feeling heat rush once again between their legs. Their knees buckled, gripping onto Edward's shoulders for stability. He laughed, pushing y/n back so they fell on the couch. They watched as he hummed to himself, walking into the kitchen as if nothing happened.
(A/n: Ok, guys...this is where the humiliation and puppy stuff REALLY starts. I don't rlly need to put a content warning, I just wanted to let you guys know that I was giggling, kicking my feet, twirling my hair, and pissing liquid nitrogen while writing this. But seriously, this is so humiliating I'm gonna be so honest with you. YOU GUYS WANTED THIS! I swear to balls I'm going to hell dude. They have a VIP room for fanfic writers probably.)
Y/n stood up from the couch, out of breath and confused. As Edward turned around, he opened up a cabinet. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw y/n had stood up. Snapping his fingers, he pointed back to the couch.
"Sit." He ordered.
Y/n's eyes widened and they found themself sitting down immediately after. It was almost as if it was a gut reaction. The tone of his voice was firm, commanding respect. Shaking in anticipation, y/n kept their eyes on the floor in front of them, waiting for Edward to come back. After another minute, his footsteps sounded in their ears. Looking up, y/n saw their boyfriend standing in front of them. He had a bar of chocolate in his hand. Call y/n a whore for sweets, but they instantly licked their lips. It was chocolate for fuck sake. Their eyes stayed on the bar as he placed it on the T.V stand, taunting them.
"Here's how this is going to go, puppy. We are going to continue our night like we normally do. But, you're going to listen out for me. If I call you, you come. If I tell you to sit, you sit. If I tell you to beg, you..." He trailed, wanting y/n to finish the sentence.
"Um, I...beg?" They finished.
"Yes, very good! Look at you, listening to directions. If only you did that before." He praised, a bit of a jab at the end.
"Um, what's the chocolate for?" They asked, pointing at it.
"Well, if you're really good tonight, you get it." He said.
"I like chocolate, but...I'd rather have...you..." They pouted.
"Oh, trust me I know. I never said you weren't getting fucked tonight. I just said you needed to be punished first. Believe me, this won't be fun for you. But, if you learn your lesson, maybe I'll give you the treat that you've been begging for all day." He said suavely, the words rolling off his tongue so smoothly.
Y/n's breath hitched.
"O-Ok, sir."
"That's a good pet. Now, I'm going to take a shower. I want you to join me." He cooed.
"I sh-showered after I got my research paper done today."
"Oh, I'm sorry but, I don't recall asking you anything. I do remember telling you to get in the shower, though." He challenged, raising an eyebrow.
Y/n nodded hastily.
"Y-yes, sir."
"Mmm, you're off to a terrible start, pet. Go get the shower ready and get inside." He ordered.
Without wasting a second, y/n bolted inside their bedroom. Edward followed slowly behind, glancing at the watch on his wrists. Grunting, he saw that the time was 6 o'clock. The shower would need to be quick, as he would need to make dinner soon. As he removed his clothes, a smirk tugged at his lips. Thinking about eating dinner with y/n made an utterly humiliating though come across his mind. Well, humiliating for y/n, not him. But, he wasn't sure if he wanted to go that far. It would depend on how well y/n was behaving. Though, he would love to see y/n on all fours while he sat at the table...
"Um, daddy?" Y/n peeked out of the bathroom.
"Yes, puppy?"
Edward turned around, tossing his clothes in the hamper. Y/n was taken aback by how relaxed and comfortable Edward was with being naked in front of them. Yes, they had been dating for over 2 years, but y/n still got a little shy every now and then. That's just how they were. But, Edward, well, he was very confident. Before he dated y/n he was the complete opposite of confident. But, being loved by a good person was all he needed to boost his self-love. Y/n really admired him for that and would always remind him of how proud they were of him. It made Edward smile every time.
"Th-The shower is running..." They mumbled.
"Then get in." He replied, walking into the bathroom.
Y/n turned around, walking across the tiled room. Edward was close behind them. The two lovers got into the shower, warm water trickled down their bare bodies. Y/n, who had already showered earlier, just let the water wash over them. They didn't feel a need to clean themself once again. Y/n examined Edward's body as he started to wash his hair. He was far from fit, his body type closely resembling a 'dad bod'. Y/n loved it though, absolutely adored it. Edward worked out every now and then, but it was nothing major, only simple exercises. He had stretch marks on his hips, faint pink lines that resembled rivers on maps. He had very full cheeks for a man of his age. His stomach was a little pudgy. All of those things were beautiful to y/n. He was so comfortable to snuggle up to, instantly lulling y/n into a blissful sleep every time. Sighing, y/n got closer to him, resting their head against his chest as he swiped his hair back with the water. He looked down, smiling at the sight. However, he placed his hand on top of y/n's head, gently pushing them down, being carefully not to let them slip. As the reached the ground, they looked up at Edward, his naked body sending shivers down y/n's spine.
"If you want to show me affection, you will do it like a dog. Do it correctly." He said.
Y/n swallowed a lump in their throat, realizing how seriously Edward was taking this. He continued to rinse his hair out of conditioner, already done shampooing his hair. Y/n, unsure of what he meant exactly, sat at his feet and wrapped their arms around his calf. Funnily enough, that was not even close to what Edward meant. But, y/n felt comfortable nonetheless. Edward always had a naturally warm body temperature, so it felt nice when y/n rested their face against his leg. He thought about saying something, but decided that it wasn't that big of a deal. Even when he was trying to humiliate y/n, he still was susceptible to being a softie. But, alas, he had to wash the rest of his body. He bent down slightly, planting a kiss on the top of their head.
"Puppy, you have to let go. Ok?" He said.
Nodding, y/n scooted away until their back was against the shower wall. The water had caused their hair to flatten to their face and head, hanging in their eyes. Parting the wet strands to the side, y/n watched as Edward continued to bathe himself. It was a wonderful thing to be that close with a person. Being so in love and comfortable with each other that both of you could just watch each other shower, as if you were simply watching the sunrise. Y/n's thoughts were cut short by the water turning off, causing a shiver to run down their spine as the warmth left their body. Edward pulled back the curtain and grabbed a the towel from the towel rack. He leaned down and grabbed y/n under their arms, lifting them up to their feet. Quickly, wrapped the towel around their body, making sure they were nice and warm. After that, he grabbed his own towel and wrapped it around his waist, his subtle v-line showing slightly.
"If this is the punishment, then what the hell is the reward?" Y/n asked, raising an eyebrow at Edward's kindness.
"Hah, very funny. To be honest, I just wanted your company while I showered. And, I know you get very cold easily, so I'm just being a good boyfriend." He explained.
"Ok, so the punishment hasn't really started yet?"
"I suppose not, no. Why, were you on edge the whole time?" He grinned.
"Kind of, yeah."
"Hm, that's funny. Well, I'll ask you one more question. What do you think we should have for dinner?" Edward asked, stepping out of the shower and roughly using the towel to dry his hair.
"What, am I supposed to eat dog food?"
"Oh, you're very funny aren't you? If you don't give me an actual answer then maybe you can just eat a banana?" He suggested.
Y/n gagged, hating the texture of bananas.
"Fuck no, let's make sandwiches. I don't really want to cook anything..." They mumbled.
Edward put on a pair of boxers he had left on the sink. He wrapped the towel over his shoulders, catching any water that dripped from his hair. Grabbing his hairbrush, he brushed his hair back completely, letting it fall naturally afterwards.
"Well, I'd be the one cooking. Last time you cooked you nearly set the apartment on fire. But, sandwiches sound fine. Go get dressed into something comfortable, it doesn't matter what. Just uh, put that choker back on." He said, walking out of the bathroom.
Y/n dried their hair as much as they could and then drying the rest of their body. Edward walked by the bathroom doorway, wearing nothing but a pair of sweats as he walked out of the bedroom. Using a rag, y/n gently removed excess makeup from off their face. Once every bit of it was off, y/n hummed to themself, brushing their hair and turning off the bathroom light. Going over to their side of the bed, y/n grabbed the choker from off of the nightstand. As they put it on, they smirked, grabbing one of Edward's biggest shirts from the dresser. They slid it on, wearing absolutely nothing underneath. Y/n was anxious for when Edward would 'start' the punishment. He was known to be dramatic, having a penchant for making sex, foreplay, and anything else like that very drawn out and agonizingly teasing. It always blew y/n's mind how Edward could be the sweetest most caring man to ever grace this earth, and then switch to someone who made them so wet that they would drip down their legs.
"Puppy, come here!" He called, voice purposefully sounding like babytalk.
Quickly, y/n hopped on one foot as they put on their socks. They were in such a rush that they didn't realize they didn't match. The right foot was covered with a green sock and the other was covered with a purple sock. Y/n hurriedly left the bedroom, sliding across the hardwood floor that made up the 'dining room' which was more like a small corner where a table was, and the kitchen. Edward watched them as they grabbed onto the counter, stopping their sliding. They looked up at him, smiling widely.
"Eager, are we?" He teased, pinching their cheek.
"I'm hungry!" Y/n admitted.
"Oh, you are?" He asked before taking a bite of his sandwich in front of them.
Y/n's eyebrows furrowed, nodding slightly. Edward finished chewing what was in his mouth. Swallowing, he took a sip of water afterwards. Y/n, hesitantly, reached out to grab the other sandwich. Edward swatted at their hand, causing them to recoil.
"Woah, who said you could eat?" He asked, leaning against the counter cockily.
"W-What?" Y/n stuttered.
"Last time I checked, dogs eat on the floor." He said.
Y/n watched as Edward smirked, grabbing the plate the other sandwich was on. He placed the plate on the floor of the kitchen, leaning back against the counter afterwards. Taken aback, y/n watched as their boyfriend continued to eat his sandwich as if he didn't just tell them to eat on the floor. Y/n laughed, thinking that he might be joking. Edward stopped mid-bite, turning to look at them. His eyebrows were knit slightly, looking them up and down as if he was confused.
"What's so funny?" He asked.
"For a second there, I th-thought you were going to m-make me eat of the f-floor!" Y/n said in between giggles.
Edward's facial expression did not change at all. Y/n's laughs slowly died down, the smile on their face turning into an open mouthed pout. He took a bite of his sandwich, pointing down to the plate on the floor.
"Eat."
"E-Edward, that's humiliating..." They said.
"Oh, I know. You see, that's the whole point. You humiliated me at my own job, yeah, one of my coworkers overheard a little bit of your pathetic begging. How do you think I felt?" He asked, taking a sip of his water after.
"I'm sorry..."
"If you're sorry, then you'll get on the floor and eat like the pathetic, begging dog you are."
Nodding, y/n slowly got on the floor of the kitchen. The wood felt cold against their exposed legs. Edward had finished his food, putting away his dishes as y/n looked at their sandwich. It really wasn't a big deal, as y/n had sat on the floor and eaten food many times before. Hell, Edward had done it with them. Sometimes, the floor was just a comfortable place to sit. But, given the context of the situation, it was now embarrassing. Glancing up at Edward, they looked into his eyes for some shred of mercy.
"You either eat on the floor or don't eat anything at all." He said, crossing his arms over his bare chest.
Swallowing a lump in their throat, y/n picked up the sandwich. Their eyes flickered back up to him, hoping it was ok if they ate with their hands. He didn't say anything, so y/n took that as a good sign. Looking back down, they took a bite and placed the sandwich back on the plate. Edward smiled, bending over and petting their head.
"See, there you go. Not so bad, right? All you have to do is fucking listen." He said, grabbing a fistful of their hair roughly at the last sentence.
Y/n whimpered, nodding their head. They felt filthy for finding the scenario hot. Edward did too. Without saying another word, he left the kitchen and sat down on the couch with his glass of water. Y/n started to stand up, but his voice made them sit back down.
"If you're thinking about getting up, don't. You're going to finish your food first."
"But, I wanna come cuddle!"
"Yeah? Well, I wanted to have a normal fucking day at work. We don't always get what we want, do we? Eat your food and stop complaining because I could make it more humiliating." He said, voice harsh.
"Yes, sir..."
Edward mumbled 'that's what I thought' under his breath. Moving his legs up on the couch, he laid down, propping his head up on a few pillows. He groaned softly, pinching the bridge of his nose with his pointer finger and thumb. Once y/n was done eating, he didn't really have an idea of what he was going to do next. All he knew was that he wanted to make y/n remember who was in charge. He wanted to remind them that he wasn't a pushover all the time. He loved them with all his heart, but he wasn't a doormat. If they wanted to beg for his dick like a dog at his place of work, then they could act like a dog for the rest of the night. He took a sip of his water, letting the liquid glide down his throat. He looked at the time on the T.V, reading 7 o'clock. It wasn't too late, which was good. The sound of water running signaled to Edward that his partner had finished eating. He didn't worry about them not eating it on the floor, when y/n was told to do something by Edward in a situation like this, they always obeyed.
"Come here, puppy." He called, snapping his fingers two times.
Y/n walked over, sitting in between his legs on the couch. Edward laughed slightly, shaking his head. Confused, y/n looked at him, snuggling up to his side. He sat up and grabbed their waist, moving them off the couch and onto the carpeted floor of the living room. Y/n huffed, drawing their knees to their chest.
"Dogs can't get on the couch. I don't want you getting it dirty with your filthy mind. If you want to get on the couch, you'll have to sit on daddy's lap, puppy." He mocked.
"Fine."
Y/n crawled up on Edward's body. One of their legs rested in between his own legs. They snaked their hands under his back and hugged him, head resting on his sternum. He rubbed circles into their back, lulling y/n into a false sense of security. They probably thought that it was over, but it was far from it. He had thought about something a few minutes ago and desperately wanted to act on it. He trailed his hand down to the plump of their ass.
"How would I even get the couch dirty?"
Edward raised an eyebrow, not feeling any waistband below y/n's shirt. Grinning from ear to ear, he pulled the hem of the shirt up, exposing y/n's bare ass. They shivered, instinctively sitting up., but Edward's hand pushed them back down to his chest. He squeezed their ass gently. He slowly slid his other hand underneath y/n's body, reaching down to in between their legs. Using one finger, he slid it between their folds, instantly feeling how wet they were. Y/n whimpered and he laughed breathily.
"You would have dripped all over the couch, you dirty thing. And why, exactly, are you not wearing anything underneath this shirt?" He asked.
"Well, I just thought..."
"You thought I'd notice how wet you were and I'd cave?" He suggested, sitting up and making y/n straddle his lap.
"Did you think I'd want to fuck you?" He mocked.
"Maybe..."
"Why would I fuck you when I haven't even finished your punishment?"
Y/n fell silent.
"Speaking of..."
Edward reached over to the side table, grabbing a beanie baby they kept their as a cute decoration. He held it near y/n's face, then tossed it across the room. Y/n let their mouth hang open, looking at him in disbelief.
"What the fuck?!"
"What your mouth when you talk to me." He ordered, grabbing their jaw.
Y/n shrunk in his lap, nodding their head.
"Fetch." He said, smiling.
Y/n's eyes widened, looking at where the beanie baby landed. They looked back at Edward, seeing how amused he was from the situation. Rolling his eyes, he pushed them off his lap and onto the floor. He bent over, slapping their ass firmly.
"I said, fetch. Now." He ordered.
Y/n whimpered, standing up and walking over to the beanie baby. Edward slammed his hand against he cushion of the couch, the soft thud making y/n stumble.
"Filthy fucking mutts do not walk. Get on the ground." He ordered.
Y/n whined, feeling completely humiliated. Edward watched as they crawled on all fours to the beanie baby, their ass peaking out from under the shirt. Y/n looked at Edward, lifting up their hand to pick it up. He tilted his head slightly, which caused y/n to put their head back down. Sighing, they picked it up with their mouth. Edward smiled, patting his thighs.
"Such a good puppy, come here! That was so good! Who's a good puppy?" He cooed, taking the beanie baby from their mouth and putting it back on the table.
Y/n rested their chin on his knee, a blush on their face. The praise he was giving them was gratefully accepted. Though the circumstances were humiliating, they couldn't help but feel some form of pleasure from it. Edward pet their head, trailing down and rubbing their back as they sat on their heels. They couldn't help but give into the tingling sensation, closing their eyes as they rubbed their cheek up against his sweatpants.
"Oh, is the puppy starting to like this? You've done it plenty of times before. I suppose it's just different because of how humiliating I'm making it, hm?"
"Y-yes, sir."
"Hm, you really are filthy mutt, aren't you? You love being humiliated, don't you? No wonder you were soaking wet." He smirked.
Y/n couldn't contain their sexual tension anymore. They 'pawed' at his sweatpants, tugging them slightly. Edward chuckled in amusement, letting his head roll back as he did so. Looking back down at y/n, he grabbed a fistful of their hair.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I wan' it..." They mumbled, grabbing his drawstrings.
"You do, really? My, I never would have guessed by the way you're dripping down your own thigs." He mocked.
"Please!"
"But, I haven't trained you yet honey."
"Please, do it while fuck me..." They pleaded, not even talking in full sentences.
He bent over, grabbing them by the waist and lifting them on his lap. Brushing a piece of hair out of their face, he hummed. It wasn't that bad of an idea. He could tease them, please them, and make them remember that he had the control.
"What a smart puppy you are. That sounds like a great idea, sweetheart. Why don't you put a movie on, hm?"
"W-Why do we need a movie?"
"Just put one on, puppy."
Y/n listened, turning around and facing the T.V while sitting on his lap. Grabbing the remote, they tried to find a simple movie to watch. After having a little trouble deciding, they put on 101 Dalmatians.
"Look at what I put on, get it? Because y-"
Y/n was cut off by Edward picking y/n's waist up and thrusting up into them. A shrill yelp left their throat and they gripped his thighs. Edward laughed softly, rubbing their back.
"That's very cute y/n, I get it." He groaned, staying still inside of them.
"D-Daddy..." They whined.
"Here's something we can work on. Being quiet. You have a hard time using your inside voice, puppy."
"Wait..."
"Oh? But, this was your idea."
Y/n nodded.
"Are you going to let me teach you how to properly behave? If you're a fast learner I'll give you a treat that's even better than that chocolate." He cooed in their ear.
"Y-yes, sir. I'll learn!"
"Oh that's so good, very, very, good. Now, I want you to do your very best at being a quiet little puppy, ok?"
"Ok, daddy. I'll be quiet."
Edward grabbed their waist firmly, taking a deep breath. He tilted his head back, slowly fucking in and out of them. Y/n sighed and bit on their bottom lip. His pace picked up and y/n was digging their nails into his sweatpants. Edward groaned, eyes closed shut at the sensation of y/n around his dick.
"You're doing a great job, puppy. Just a little bit longer, ok? Keep that pretty muzzle shut for daddy."
Y/n released one of his thighs, clasping it over their mouth. They knew he was talking like that in hopes that they would let a moan slip, but they wanted to be a good puppy for him. They wanted to make him proud. Biting down on their fingers, y/n felt their body relax as his pace slowed and eventually came to a stop. His dick stayed inside of them, twitching every so often and stretching them out lightly.
"Well look at you, huh? You did good, honey. It's taking every fiber of my being to not...mmm."
He rubbed their back for a few seconds, letting them relax for a bit. Edward took a few deep breaths, humming to himself quietly.
"Ready, puppy? I'm going to need you to focus, ok? You get so distracted so easily. So, guess what we're going to do, my love?"
"W-What, daddy?"
"I'm going to fuck you and ask you a few math problems. You need to give me an answer within 10 seconds." He smirked.
"B-but, I hate math!" They whined as Edward spun them around to face him.
"Oh, yes, I know my sweet pet. But, sometimes we have to do things we don't like."
Edward held onto their waist once again, slowly fucking up into them. Y/n moaned softly, happy that they could finally make noise again. He thought for a moment, thinking about what questions he was going to ask them. After a minute, he looked up into y/n's eyes.
"If...I had a pie th-that was cut into 9 pieces...how many slices are 1/2 of the pie?" He asked.
"9 slices of p-pie? Fucking odd numbers...Edward these are easy fraction questions!"
"Then why haven't you answered it yet?"
Y/n groaned, throwing their head back.
"Fuck, 4 1/2? I think?"
He nodded, slowing his pace so y/n could collect themself. Humming, he rubbed their thighs with his thumbs.
"Good job. Now, what's 12x7?"
He quickened his pace once again, watching as y/n's face contorted. Letting out a shaky breath, he pinched their ass when they didn't respond.
"Shit! I was counting you dick! 84!" They yelped.
"Don't call me that but, yes. One more." He said.
His pace got even faster. A devilish smirk grew on his face. If y/n got this next question wrong, then it would be difficult for him to contain his laughter. It was so simple that it was difficult, it would throw them off. Y/n tended to overthink simple things, which is why they weren't exactly the best in math. Sure, it was cruel of Edward to make y/n answer math problems while fucking them at a cruel pace, but he couldn't help it. It was too fun.
"What is 0 divided by 1?" He asked.
"W-What? That's so easy, are you sure that's the question?" They panted.
"Yes, pet. I asked you it, now answer." He ordered, pinching their butt.
"Ow! It's too simple, you're messing with me!"
"Is it? Is it really that simple?" 5 more seconds." He smirked.
"F-Fuck...0? I don't know you're making me nervous!" They whined, covering their face with their hands.
Edward slowed down once again, cupping their face with his hands. Y/n peeked out between a gap in their fingers, looking at Edward through it. He had a proud look on his face, nodding his head enthusiastically. Y/n smiled softly.
"Yes, see! You knew the answer, you were just under pressure. But look at that, you got all the questions right in the time limit I gave you, all while you were getting fucked by me. If that's not focus, then I don't know what." He cooed.
"D-Does that mean were done?" Y/n asked happily.
"Oh no, we have one more thing to do, puppy. It's the most difficult one yet." He grinned.
"I c-can do it!"
"Mmm, I sure hope so..."
Edward turned y/n around, having them face the movie that was playing. He straightened his posture, back slightly aching from the current position he was in. His hands planted on y/n's hips, holding them in place on his lap. Letting out a sigh, he leaned forward and rested his chin on y/n's shoulder.
"We're going to work on something you're terrible at being, pet."
"W-What is that?"
"Patient. Being patient."
"What do you m-mean, sir? I'm always patient!" They groaned.
"Oh, you are most definitely not. Don't pretend like you are."
Y/n sighed, trying to focus on the movie. Edward's dicked stilled inside them. They turned around after a bit, looking at him.
"So, what are we doing?"
"You, are being patient."
"But, it's torture!"
"Well, maybe you should have thought about that earlier, hm?"
"Whatever."
"Oh here we go again with the god damn attitude! I'm getting fed up with it." He scoffed.
"Then fuck me!" They pleaded.
"And reward you for bad behavior, really? No, I think you still haven't learned anything. Perhaps I am being too gentle with the punishment..." He mumbled, lifting y/n off of his body.
Y/n whined at the loss of him inside them, crawling back to his lap. He shoved them away roughly, getting up from the couch and pulling his sweats up. Grabbing the remote, he turned the T.V off, making y/n cross their arms over his chest.
"Your lack of patience is making my own wear thin..." Edward grumbled, tossing the remote on the couch.
"I'm s-sorry, I'll be patient now. I promise!"
"No, it's apparent my punishments weren't sending a clear enough message. So, we're going to try something different."
Y/n watched as he walked into their bedroom. Hurriedly, they followed after him, standing in the doorway. Edward was hunched over their dresser, rummaging through clothing. Their heart raced as he lifted his hand up, holding something in it. Because he was facing away from them, y/n could see his shoulder blades shift as his arms moved. The subtle muscles he had in his back were flexing, making y/n weak in the knees.
(A/N: This upcoming part has Edward losing his temper, yelling, and getting carried away. Btw, y/n and Edward HAVE consented to doing stuff like this and they have a safeword, so no one is being 'overpowered' or 'forced'. Just wanted to say that in case anyone got that idea. I'd never write that stuff, that's gross asfffff! <3 Btw, for the yelling, imagine his voice when he was yelling at Batman, hehe. Ok, continue reading now!)
His knuckles were gripped around something that looked like a rope, it was hard to tell in the dimly lit room. Releasing his grip ever so slightly, he let the material unravel just barely, dangling from his hand like a pendulum. Y/n's eyes widened, following the hook at the end of the leash as it swayed. The movement was hypnotic, almost. Edward turned around, grabbing the hook and holding it in his other hand. His face was void of all expression, the only thing hinting at his frustration was his heaving chest.
"Edw-"
"Kneel."
Y/n stood there, as if they were frozen to the carpet. Edward scoffed, walking toward them and grabbed their face with his hands, shaking them briefly, yet roughly.
"God! You can't even listen to a simple fucking command! I said sit! Do you know what kneeling is, huh?!" He raised his voice.
Y/n stuttered over their words, unable to form coherent sentences. He laughed, stepping away from them. Placing his hands on top of his head, leash still firmly gripped, his laughter grew louder.
"You're not just a bitch in heat, no, you're a stupid bitch in heat! Fuck! KNEEL!" He yelled.
Instantly, y/n dropped to their knees. The heels of their feet dug into the plump of their ass, causing slight discomfort. However, the discomfort was the last thing on their mind. It was their boyfriend who was holding a leash, losing his patience above them.
"Oh look at that, it only took me saying it what, 3 times to get you to do it? You want me to praise you? Pat you on the back for getting on your knees? A fucking dog can follow orders better than you." He spat, squatting down to their level.
"I-"
"Did I ask you to speak? No. So be quiet or I'll muzzle your mouth shut! You fucking mutt!"
Y/n nodded, looking at the carpet in humiliation. God, they thought earlier was embarrassing. They were dead wrong. Even when they were supposed to be getting punished, they still toyed with him. They still tried to wiggle out of it. They still tried to get their way in it. They had pushed him past his limit, and that was very difficult to do to him. He was probably the most patient person in the world, so y/n had royally fucked up if they managed to make him mad. Edward's eyebrows were knit together, face slightly red as he brought the leash to y/n's choker. Roughly, he hooked it on the heart, instantly tugging it as he stood up. Y/n face planted on the ground, groaning as they used their arms to push themself back up. Edward yanked on the leash again, smiling when they face planted again. They stood still.
"Get up." He ordered.
Y/n shakily pushed their body up, being thrown down again by a yank. Sighing, they slowly sat up, glad that Edward didn't pull them down again. But, they spoke too soon. He wrapped the leash around his hand, tugging it towards his body. The leather choker chaffed against y/n's neck as they fell back to the carpet, knees most definitely getting rug burn.
"How does it feel to be played with, pet?" He asked.
He pulled them towards him with the leash. Y/n grabbed the choker, desperately trying to relieve themself of the tightening feeling. He stopped pulled when they were at his feet, socks matching, unlike y/n's. They sat up, looking up into his eyes. He scoffed, lifting up a leg and pressing their back down with his foot. Y/n caught themself with their hands, looking at the ground.
"I did not say you could make eye contact. Direct eye contact with dogs, especially bitches like you, can make them aggressive. Are you going to get aggressive with me, mutt? Speak." He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"N-No, sir."
"Good, because I'll be quick to put you back in your place." He seethed, pushing his heel into their back lightly.
Y/n whined, hand shaking below them and giving away. Falling to their chest, they grabbed onto the fabric of Edward's sweatpants. Kicking their hands away, he stepped back.
"Get your filthy paws off of me."
He kept hold of the leash, walking over to the bed. Y/n, having no choice, followed him on all fours. Sitting down on the bed, Edward propped his forearms on his thighs. The leash hung limply in his hand, other hand grabbing y/n's chin. Y/n whined, watching as Edward brought his hand up and pushed his glasses up. He looked like a total nerd but at the same time looked like someone who could shatter your spine over his knee.
"Open your mouth." He ordered.
Y/n did as he said, sitting on their heels with their hands planted firmly on the ground. His fingers dug roughly into the hollow part of their cheeks, forcing their mouth to remain open wide. Edward leaned forward, looking in their mouth. He was quiet, analyzing every aspect of it. The way their tongue stuck out slightly, the way their throat pulsed around absolutely nothing, and how easily his dick would glide down it. His gaze hardened, abruptly spitting in their mouth. Y/n's eyes widened, trying to close their mouth out of instinct. He kept a firm grip on their jaw though, watching as his spit slid down their throat. He shoved them back, groaning as he buried his face in his hands.
"You know, if you had just been patient, this wouldn't be happening. If you had just been the good, sweet, thing you always are, you wouldn't be in this situation."
Y/n frowned, feeling ashamed of themself.
"I have no problem with spoiling you and treating you like royalty, I love it. But, you so desperately need to learn respect, especially towards me. Because, let's face it puppy, you act like a fancy little show dog, but you're really a street dog begging for scraps. You need to learn humility, respect, obedience, and patience. I give you practically everything you want and yet, you have the audacity..."
Edward stood up, yanking the leash slightly upwards. Y/n choked, grabbing at the choker.
"THE FUCKING AUDACITY to come to my place of work, DEMANDING me to fuck you? DEMANDING me to drop everything I'm doing to satisfy your sordid desires?"
Y/n whimpered, afraid to speak without being told to. They pouted, tugging at the hook that was attached to their choker. Edward loosened his grip, letting them fall to their knees.
"I'm the one that has you collard and kneeling on the floor before me. If I felt like it, I could literally and metaphorically have you eating out of the palm of my hand. Isn't that right?" He spat.
"Y-Yes, sir. Yes, of course." They stuttered, nodding their head frantically.
Edward mocked their nodding, fake pouting as he looked at them. He stuttered, mimicking their nervousness. Y/n watched with doe eyes as the mocking evolved into laughter. It was a soft laugh, more like a chuckle as he gestured down to them.
"Look at you, leashed and cowering at my feet. What happened to the confidence? The demands?" He asked, holding up a hand to his ear.
Y/n stayed silent, a shiver going down their spine. Edward nodded, pointing at them and waving his finger, as if he figured something out. That same chilling laugh left his throat.
"Oh, yes, that's right. You won't speak unless I tell you to. Go on, tell me what happened to your cocky attitude." He demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I-I, well...um..."
"Oh, come now, pet. Speak up."
"Y-You...put me in my p-place..." They mumbled.
Edward nodded his head exaggeratedly. A sickly grin tugging at his lips. Y/n panted below him, chest heaving with arousal and anticipation. He laughed loudly.
"You think this was putting you in your place? Oh, I'm not done. I was just getting you warmed up." He stated.
Edward sat back down on the bed, legs slightly spread. His hands dangled between them as his arms were propped on his legs. He hummed, eyes narrowing behind the lenses of his glasses. Clicking his tongue, he pointed his finger down.
"Lay down." He said.
Y/n hesitated for a few seconds, feeling the pit in their stomach grow larger. The heat between their legs grew stronger, making their heart race. Edward furrowed his eyebrows.
"LAY DOWN! IF I GIVE YOU AN ORDER YOU DO IT! GOD!" He yelled.
Y/n slid down, laying on their stomach. The feeling of the carpet against their bare thighs was slightly itchy. Edward nodded in approval, spinning his finger in a circle.
"Now, roll over."
Whining, y/n did as he said. The hem of their shirt rose up as they did so, revealing the bare bottom half of their body. He smiled, loving how y/n was finally listening to his instructions.
"Come."
Y/n got up on all fours, crawling over to between his feet. They once again sat on their heels, hands on their thighs. Edward shook his head, a mixture of amusement and pity on his face.
"Now beg."
Y/n looked at him, confused. He made a 'tsk' noise, grabbing a fistful of their hair. He brought their face close to the tent in his sweatpants. Y/n was so close that they could feel it twitch every so slightly against their cheek.
"Is this not what you've been wanting all day, puppy? Is this not the reason you came to my work and humiliated me? Is this not what made you a greedy, spoiled, pathetic brat? Go on, you can answer me. I'll allow it." He said in a soft casual tone, glancing around the room like what he was doing was an every day activity.
"Y-Yes, daddy. It is..."
"Ohhh, I imagine you must want it so terribly."
Y/n nodded. Edward pushed them off, their heels digging back into their plump ass. They looked up at him, making sure to not make direct eye contact. They weren't sure if he was serious about it earlier, but they weren't going to take any chances.
"Then beg for it, puppy. That is what you are, right? My puppy?"
Y/n nodded again, mouth slightly agape. He smiled, laughing softly. He was awfully enthusiastic for the situation. Y/n was trembling in front of him, thighs slick with their own arousal. And meanwhile, Edward was giddy, as if he was playing with a toy he got for his birthday.
"Then beg like my puppy. Beg for my dick."
Y/n took a deep breath, letting it out in one large exhale. They looked up with puppy dog eyes.
"P-Plea-"
"Oh dear, I think you misunderstood what I was demanding of you. You see, puppies can't talk. They whine. They whimper. And they bark. Why don't you try again? Now." His voice was bubbly, but it had a dominant tone.
Y/n's face turned beet red. Swallowing a lump in their throat, they placed their hands on his knees. Edward raised an eyebrow as y/n stuck out their bottom lip slightly, quivering. They whined, 'pawing' at his sweatpants. Y/n wiggled their ass, causing him to chuckle slightly. He put his hand on their hand, petting at their hair.
"Oh, isn't that just cute? Bark for me, hm?"
Y/n shrunk, embarrassed at the idea of them barking in front of Edward. They opened their mouth, but shut it promptly. He frowned, tutting y/n as he lightly slapped them on the cheek.
"If daddy says jump, you say 'how high?'. If daddy says run, you say 'how far?'. If daddy says bark, you..."
Y/n whimpered, closing their eyes tightly. Not wanting to think too much about it, they barked. It came out even more pathetic than they thought it would. It was shrill, shaky, and sad. Edward laughed, grabbing their face with his hands. He rubbed his thumb over their cheek, humming as he looked in their eyes.
"My, my, my, how utterly pathetic. Oh, but you did obey my orders." He said.
Y/n smiled at him, face still red from earlier.
"You look like you want a reward for your obedience. Am I right to assume that, puppy?"
Y/n nodded frantically, sitting up straight on their knees, Their hands tugged at his sweatpants, whines leaving their throat. Edward unhooked the leash that was on them, standing up. Y/n's hands fell off the fabric of his pants, watching as he put the leash back into the dresser. Every step he took made y/n's heart race faster. Stretching his arms out, he sat in bed, underneath the covers. Y/n was still kneeling on the floor.
"Remember when I said you had to learn patience, pet?" He asked, two fingers tilting their chin up.
They nodded.
"Hm, yeah."
He leaned down to their ear, fingers hooking into the choker. Edward tugged them forward, his breath fanning on their neck. Goosebumps pricked over their skin, a chill going down y/n's spine.
"Tonight, I will be sleeping soundly in our bed. But you, my pet, oh..."
Y/n's eyes widened. His lips slid down and pressed against their neck gently, trailing back up to their ear. He smirked.
"You will not get a wink of sleep. As you lay down, you'll toss and turn. I know how you are, puppy. Thoughts of me will play over and over in your head. The burning heat in that pitiful stomach of yours will grow throughout the night as you fantasize about me deep inside of you, making your body arch and your eyes roll back. In the morning, I'll wake up to you laying in a puddle of your own arousal, desperately grasping at me, hoping I'll give you a morning fuck. But, that will have to wait, won't it? After all, you need to learn patience."
Y/n sat their, eyes glazed over with desire. Edward pulled away, laying down in the bed. Leaning over, he turned off the lamp on the nightstand. He turned around, facing away from y/n.
"Your sleeping on the couch, by the way. Oh, and don't even try relieving yourself. You and I both know it won't be anywhere close to how it feels when I do it." He added, yawning.
The silence made him smirk to himself, taking off his glasses and placing it on the nightstand. Getting comfortable, he didn't bother seeing if y/n had moved.
"Good night, pet."
~
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