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Kinkuary 21 Mingi — window/balcony sex // exhibitionism

➥ big d!ck!Mingi × smaller!Reader (not tiny, just smaller than Mingi) summary: Mingi & Y/N have always shared an exhibitionism kink so when they move into their new apartment, they decide to take the balcony for a spin. wc: 3.1k warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, established relationship, mention of alcohol consumption but not by the reader or Mingi, sexual content (minors dni!): oral (f receiving, m receiving), fingering, monster cock Mingi (cause why not), unprotected sex (be responsible), balcony sex (Mingi bends the reader over the railing), exhibitionism (they both get off on the idea that one of their neighbors could be watching), use of pet names (baby, babe, etc), dirty talk, and I think that's everything. Let me know if I missed something! Permanent taglist: @yoonguurt @candidupped @dejavernon Kinkuary full taglist: @baldi-2 @wonderfulshinee @lacie220900 @sup-dallyboy @drunk-on-dk @violagoth @mixling-blog @kosmoreads @yourfavoritefreakyhan Ateez taglist: @2hodefender @babyhailey819 @foxylilbitch @rdiamond2727 @indigo35 @sanjoongie @moonlightsora @hwarmony @kangfication @beomgyusbabygirl Strikethrough means I cannot tag you. MINORS WLL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. join the taglist!

a/n: Mingi is a big strong man and uses that to his advantage to pin the reader against whatever surfaces he can during sex or in this case, over the railing. Thank you for reading and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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"And that's the last one!" Yunho said loudly as he walked into the apartment carrying the final box. You turned to look at him, checking the label of the box and crossing it off your list.

"Perfect!" You beamed. "We got all the boxes!"

You set your phone on the kitchen island and looked over at your boyfriend who was currently busying himself with his phone.

"Where do you want this, boss?" Yunho asked, drawing your attention away from Mingi, the box still in his hands. "Put it in the den," you answered, turning away as Yunho nodded and moved to enter the den to deposit the box.

"Y/N," San called from the floor, making you peer over the kitchen island at him. He was holding a screwdriver in each hand. "Does this mean we get pizza now?" he asked excitedly.

A smile spread across your face as you nodded. "Yes, I'll order it now," you answered, grabbing the pad of paper and a pen from your purse which sat next to your phone on the counter.

"What does everyone want?"

"Pepperoni!" "Extra cheese!" "I want veggies and meat!" "Ooh, can we get some cheese sticks?" "What about the beer?" "Don't forget the extra cheese!" "Just meat please. I don't want veggies."

As 8 voices fought to tell you what they wanted, you worked to compromise and finally worked out an order of four large pizzas, two orders of cheese sticks, four 2-liters of soda, lots of plates, napkins, cups, and other utensils and finally, a small gluten free pizza for yourself.

The guys then played rock-paper-scissors to determine who would go get the beer and unfortunately Mingi and Yunho lost. Yunho grabbed his car keys as Mingi came over to press a quick kiss to your forehead, muttering he'd be right back.

After calling and placing the order, you started to help unpack the boxes Seonghwa had brought to the kitchen. He opened and unwrapped while you put things away, having already agreed with Mingi where things would go and even making small labels to go inside the cabinets and drawers.

When Mingi first announced to the group he was moving out of the dorms and into an apartment with you, they immediately jumped at the chance to help him move not only his stuff, but yours as well. You'd made sure to pack everything up nicely, labeling all the boxes and making a list so nothing was forgotten.

They moved better than any moving company and even better, they only asked to be paid in food and beer which you were only happy to do. It was every day you had 8 strong guys to help you move. You were eternally grateful for Jongho, San, and Yeosang especially.

You chatted with Seonghwa as you worked, emptying the boxes as you went and filling your cabinets and drawers with your flatware, cookware, and other kitchen gadgets.

San and Wooyoung groaned in exhaustion, having finally finished putting the coffee table together after three separate attempts to do so. "I'm never putting furniture together with you again," San whined as he pushed himself up, gathering the tools and putting them back in the toolbox.

"Me? What did I do?" Wooyoung squeaked, still lying on the floor on hid back. "You put the legs on upside down, twice!" San quipped back. You shook your head, amused by their bickering as you resumed working. Hongjoong exited the bedroom to let you know he and Yeosang had finished putting your new bed together.

"Jongho's finishing the dressers now," he added, leaning on the counter as he rested. You opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, handing it to him. Hongjoong thanked you, opening the bottle and taking a sip. "Give these to Yeo and Bear," you said, handing him two more bottles. San dashed over to the counter as Hongjoong headed back into the bedroom.

You grabbed two more bottles of water from the refrigerator and turned back to San, handing him both. He thanked you with a grin and turned to toss the bottle (more like throwing with full force) to Wooyoung, hitting him in the chest.

Wooyoung started to whine but the front door opened, Yunho and Mingi returning with not only beer but several bottles of soju as well.

Seonghwa broke down the now empty boxes as you moved to take a few bags from your boyfriend. "Do you plan on getting everyone drunk?" you asked jokingly. "Some of this is for the apartment," he admitted, kicking his shoes off and following you into the kitchen.

Yunho set the two cases of beer on the counter and was whining about his shoulders when the doorbell rang. Mingi moved to answer it to find the delivery guy had arrived. Yunho stopped complaining immediately and rushed to his best friend's side to take the pizzas.

"Oh, I'm here," you called out, rushing to the door to pay but Mingi beat you to it, taking the soda from the delivery guy and handing over his card. You pouted up at your boyfriend who merely smiled and handed you the 2-liters.

Mingi signed the slip and thanked the delivery guy as he put his card back in his wallet and shut the door. You opened the bag with all the plates and napkins, pulling everything out and setting it up nicely while Yunho placed the boxes of pizza side by side.

"Alright, you heathens," Mingi yelled, calling mostly to the bedroom where Hongjoong, Yeosang, and Jongho were.

"Pizza's here!"

After sitting and standing around the kitchen island, eating pizza and cheese sticks, downing most of the soda and beer while absolutely obliterating the pizza, Mingi finally kicked the guys out.

It was almost midnight and you still needed to sleep before work in the morning. Of course, working from home had its perks but you still had to get up at a reasonable time.

Mingi shut the door behind San and Wooyoung as they exited after waving everyone off. With a heavy sigh, he turned to look at you, standing in the kitchen and cleaning up the mess left behind, mess being the stacked used paper plates, napkins, and cups.

You tossed everything away and started to consolidate any leftover pizza into one box as Mingi moved to stand behind you, his arms wrapping around your shoulders as he rested his chin on your shoulder. "Alone at last," he whispered.

You should have known he had an ulterior motive for kicking the guys out as he waited patiently for you to finish what you were doing, although his hands roamed, first from your shoulders, down to your hips, pulling you roughly against him as his lips left kisses along your neck.

You managed to put away the leftover pizza, soda, and beer despite your 180 centimeter tall boyfriend clinging to you like a baby koala clinging to its mother. "Are you done?" he asked, lips brushing against the shell of your ear. You hummed in response, nodding.

Mingi used his body to push yours against the counter, grinding his now obvious hard cock into your ass. "Good, cause I can't wait anymore," he growled.

You let out a groan, your body responding to him as he continued to grind against you, hands grabbing every bit of your body he could reach. One hand snuck under the hem of your shirt, moving up to grab your tit over your bralette while the other wrapped around your throat as his lips attacked your neck once more.

"This place is ours," you heard him mutter, lips ghosting over your skin. "No one else lives here. We can do whatever we want," he continued, nipping at your skin as he spoke. You felt him press his erection against your ass again, making you moan loudly.

"We can fuck whenever we want," he grunted, rutting against you again. "Wherever we want." You whined as his hips continued to move, rocking against your ass. "Mingi," you gasped, your hands moving to grab onto his forearm as he held your throat firmly.

"Yes, baby?" he whispered, rolling his hips slowly, making you feel all of him. "What is it?"

"Please," you whimpered, hands tightening around his forearm, feeling the hand under your shirt slide down, sneaking past your pants and panties, moving dangerously close to your center.

"Please what?" Mingi asked, his hand pressing against your groin. "Use your words baby, tell me what you want." You felt his lip brush against your ear. "Tell me what you want me to do."

"I want you to fuck me, Mingi."

Your boyfriend let out an animalistic growl, pulling away just enough to spin you around and take your lips in a fierce kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth. The kiss was messy, wet, and loud but you couldn't be bothered to care when Mingi was kissing you like he'd never get to do so again.

You let out a cry of shock as his hands grabbed under your thighs and lifted you, depositing you onto the kitchen island. He was quick to undo and remove your pants, taking your panties along with your jeans where he left them on the kitchen floor with your shirt that came off next. You ripped off your bralette and suddenly were completely bare before your boyfriend.

He leaned in, kissing you passionately as one hand moved back to your tit, squeezing and kneading it slowly. Mingis lips left yours, trailing down your neck to your chest where he peppered kisses between your breasts. You giggled but it was short lived as his tongue dragged over your pert nipple, taking it into his mouth.

Your fingers tangled in his hair as you used your free hand to brace yourself on the cold granite countertop. You'd have to remember to thoroughly disinfect the counter tomorrow.

You felt Mingi's teeth gently graze the sensitive skin of your areola, making you whimper, hips rolling to find some sort of friction but you were met with only air.

Mingi pulled away and gently blew on your nipple, making you whine and the skin around it to pebble before giving the same treatment to the other one, teasing it with his tongue and blowing cool air over the wet bud.

Your chest heaved with your labored breathing as Mingi's lips left a trail of wet kisses down your chest, past your stomach as he slowly pushed you onto the counter, the cool granite meeting your hot skin.

Mingi scooted your body back and leaned over, kissing down your stomach again until his lips met your sex, giving the slick skin a single lick and groaning in response. "Fuck you taste so good," he grunted, pushing your legs further apart and diving in.

His tongue licked up your slit, finding your clit and swirling around the nub. Your back arched off the counter as your boyfriend ate you out like he didn't just stuff his stomach with pizza and beer an hour ago. The lewd sounds of his tongue against your wet pussy sent heat to your cheeks.

Moans and whimpers of his name left your lips as he kissed, licked, and suckled your clit, stimulating it as you felt two fingers toy with your entrance. "Mingi," you gasped as he dipped his fingers into your wet cunt, gliding past both knuckles.

"You sound so pretty when you say my name like that," he murmured, lips and chin covered in your essence but he couldn't be bothered to care as he set a steady pace, pumping his fingers in time with the flicks against your clit with his tongue.

You felt him curl his fingers inside you, pressing against your g-spot with ease thanks to his large hands and long fingers. The combined effort sent your body reeling towards your climax, cumming with a whine as your thighs closed around your boyfriend's head.

His tongue and fingers didn't stop, coaxing you through your high and dragging another one quickly out of you, leaving you a panting and twitching mess. You moaned out, feeling him scissor his fingers inside you. "Mingi," you whispered hoarsely.

"Yes baby?" he answered, continuing to stretch your entrance so you'd be ready to take his entire length. "Balcony," you replied, licking your lips. "Fuck me on the balcony."

Mingi moaned at your suggestion, leaning over to kiss you as his fingers continued their movements inside you. "You want the neighbors to see us? Want them to know that I'm the one fucking this tight little pussy?" he growled.

You nodded, whimpering pathetically as your boyfriend's fingers pistoned in and out of you, fucking your cunt but not as well as his cock always did. "Please. Let them see."

You cried out as he pulled his fingers from your core quickly and stripped himself of his shirt, pulling you off the counter and leading you over to the sliding glass door, opening it with ease and pushing you out onto the balcony.

The view from your apartment was incredible, the city lights sparkling like stars, headlights from the street below looking like tiny pin pricks of light. You turned to your boyfriend, pulling him into a desperate kiss as you both fumbled with his jeans.

Finally getting the button and zipper undone, you pushed the material down along with his underwear as you lowered yourself to your knees, wrapping your fingers around the base of his cock.

"Fuck, babe, you don't have to- ngh!" Mingi moaned as you took the head of his cock into your mouth, tongue swirling around the tip and sucking before taking more of him past your lips.

"Shit," he cursed, one hand grabbing the railing, the other gripping your hair as your head bobbed, taking as much of his cock as you could. "Just like that, baby. Fuck you're so good," Mingi rasped, his grip on your hair tightening as he started to guide your movements.

"Fuck, yeah. Just like that baby. Keep doing that."

You hummed, the sound vibrating around his cock and he bucked his hips, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat with a lewd wet noise. You didn't let that stop you, keeping a firm hold on the base of his cock with one hand, you reached up with the other to cup his balls, something you knew he loved.

"Shit, Y/N," he gasped. "You're gonna make me cum if you keep doing that." You moaned, bobbing your head as you sucked him off, ignoring the saliva that ran down your chin. You knew your face was probably a mess but you couldn't be bothered to care.

"Holy shit, come here," Mingi groaned, pulling your head back and then to your feet, he wiped your chin and pulled you in for a sloppy kiss before turning you to face the railing and bending you over it.

"God I'm gonna fucking ruin you," he growled, taking his cock coated in your spit and pushing the tip past your folds, sliding into your cunt easily. You let out a loud, long moan as he slid in, bottoming out with his hips pressed flush against your ass.

"Gonna fucking wreck this pussy."

"Mingi," you whimpered, drawing out the last syllable of his name. "Please fuck me."

He didn't need to be told twice, taking your hips in his hands and pulling back almost fully before snapping his hips forward, burying his cock in your throbbing hole. You could feel the tip of his cock hit your cervix, no doubt a small bulge forming.

"Ohhhh fuuuuck!" You cried out as he set a fast, unrelenting pace, his hips slapping against your ass as he thrust into you.

Mingi marveled at the way your ass bounced against his hips, his cock reaching deep into your body as he pounded you against the railing. "Fuck. Feels so good!" he groaned, one hand grabbing your shoulder as his hips continued their assault.

"Ahh! Mingi! Feels s-so deep. Inside m-me!" you moaned. "You like it when I fuck you like this?" Mingi growled, slamming into you, his grip on your hip and shoulder tightening as your walls clenched around his cock. "Like it when I fuck you where everyone can see?"

You nodded, whimpering with each drag of his cock against your insides. "Fuck me. Harder," you moaned, ignoring the small bead of saliva rolling down your chin. It wasn't the first time he'd fucked you so hard you'd drooled and it wouldn't be the last.

"Make me scream, Mingi."

Mingi's hips stuttered for a moment but he was back on top of it a second later, pulling you back to meet his thrusts, enjoying the whiny moans you let out with each thrust. He loved hearing you unrestricted. He loved how loud you got and knowing it was all because of him made his heart swell with pride.

The neighbors hearing how good he gave it to you was a bonus.

"You're gonna wake everyone up, babe," Mingi hissed but made no effort to cover your mouth or muffle your moans. He wanted his neighbors to know he fucked his girl so good. He wanted everyone to know how only he could make you scream.

As if that was his goal, he grabbed your waist, increasing speed and strength as he railed you (no pun intended). Your whiny moans turned into loud cries as he drove his length into you. The loud sounds of his skin hitting yours and the wet sounds of his cock entering your cunt over and over were drowned out by your screams, walls squeezing him as you finally came.

Mingi plowed into you, thrusting once, twice, thrice more before he finally came explosively, his hot load painting your walls and spilling out of your pussy around his shaft, rolling down the inside of your thighs and dropping onto the balcony.

You always joked that Mingi had horse sized loads and this time, it really felt like it. "Shit," he cursed, glancing down to see his cum spilling onto the balcony and rolling down your skin. "I didn't think I'd cum this much," he murmured. "You okay, baby?" he asked, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

You nodded in response. "'M okay," you answered weakly, thighs threatening to give out any second. "I'll clean this up tomorrow," Mingi said, wincing as he pulled out of you and watching more of his load falling to the floor. "God there's so much of it," he whispered. "I don't think I've ever cum this much before."

You stood up shakily, smiling as you felt Mingi support your body with his hands. "You know what they say," you replied, chuckling as your boyfriend shook his head. "No, what do they say?"

"Horse sized load for a horse sized cock."

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millswaffle · 3 months

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imagine…

its levis birthday and you want to take him out. So your searching on the internet, until you stumble across a cute tea shop. The shop is here you can create your own tea for a reasonable, and chill in the cafe area. The shop was small but had a very calming environment, with plants being set everywhere, walls painted dark colors, and warm yellow lights brighting the room. The best part about it was the amount of tea selection! You were so excited to take you most amazing husband there for his birthday. Days passed quickly, and soon it was his birthday. “Happy birthday baby!” you said as you hugged and kissed all over Levi’s face. He chuckled and kissed your nose. “ Thank you my love,” he said.

You smiled and said to him, “I have a place I wanna take you too for your birthday.” “Where?” he said looking at you confused. “Mmmm its a surprise!” you giggled and pulled Levi out of yalls apartment and into the car. You drove 20 minutes before arriving at the tea shop. “What is this place?” he says while taking off his seatbelt, curiously looking at the shop. “You surprise! Now come on before we freeze in here!” You walked out of the car and waited for him to get out. He got out and linked his hand with yours. You both walk hand and hand to the shop. Levi opens the for you and immediately you both are hit with the smell of warm deliciously inviting tea. Levi’s eyes immediately light as he scans around the cafe. Vintage porcelain teacups wonderfully and neatly lined in chocolate wooden shelves. Rows of different teas herbs nicely kept in glass jars. And the section to brew your tea and buy pastries. You smiled at how cute his face lit up, like a little kid looking around in a candy shop.

You took his hand in yours and led him more inside. “Isnt it cool? You can brew your own tea here and lounge around the seating area,” you smiled at him brightly. “W-where did you find this place?” he says. “On the internet, but come on lets make tea!” You both grab a teacup and began looking through all the different verity’s of tea herbs. Levi of course makes himself his famous black tea, and he helps you make a blend of pomegranate mint green tea (yes theres fruit too!!). You pay for pastries and the tea, then yall go find a place to sit. Levi chose the sofa next to the large window. The good thing was it wasn’t crowded, so you and Levi could sit in peace. Levi sat down first, then you sat down sideways and put your legs over his thighs. He held you legs close and took a sip of his tea. You then took a sip of your tea and immediately was surprised at how AMAZING it tasted.

“Wow baby ! you make amazing tea!” He chuckles and looks at you with his loving blue grey eyes. “Thank you pretty girl, only the best for you.” He gently takes your hand and place a soft kiss on top. You blush a bit and lean in to place a soft kiss on his lips. He smiles and gently kisses you back. Yall lean away and enjoy the silence around you two, while enjoying the teas that warmly sit in your hands. You enjoy moments like these with your husband, silently sitting in each other’s comfort, him admiring you and you admiring him. Your free hand finds its way to play with his hair, and his eyes lovingly looking into yours. “Happy birthday Levi, i love you.” He smiles and says, “i love you too and thank you my love.”

(hi guys its miliii. soooooo im getting back into writing as to why this imagine is kinda bad BUT i had to write it bc its been in my head for SO long it had to be written. dw i wll be practicing more so eventually the short stories will get better. you should def listen to laufey while reading this! anyway love yall!)

#attack on titan #levi aot #levi ackerman #levi x reader #aot x reader #aot #aot fanfiction #captain levi #levi x you #i love you #Spotify #shingeki no kyojin #hajime isayama #fanfic

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two-red-lungs · 2 years

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Look I know Eddie is supposed to be ok with still being in school but like... He gets bullied (even if he tries to act like it doesn't affect him), he's stuck in a system he hates, he hasnt got the freedom of graduating.

Anyway, all that to say: tutoring Eddie by fucking him and edging him until he answers three flashcards and by then he's come down from that edge so you build him back up and then stop entirely and asking him more flashcards until he's so fucked out and pussy drunk despite not actually having been fucked to completion. All pretty and spread out because he's gotten so tired he can't physically stop you from spreading his thighs and he's arching his back so pretty, he's just so dumb he doesn't even notice he's drooling all over himself. Poor baby can't even get out any words he's so close.

Denying him for like a couple weeks or whatever and promising to fuck him but only if he studies with you and answers the questions properly will you let him cum, and poor babys so pussy starved he doesn't even think it through until hes on his third orgasm but it just feels too good and everytime he gets it right you tell him good job and his cock bounces against his stomach, splattering his pretty trail with the leftover cum and - holy shit does he have a praise link? - but it's too late now because you're so sweet to him every time and he can make you proud he swears.

- also hi I will be going by 🐌 if that's ok

This ask. This ASK. You don't- man, you don't understand. this FUCKING ASK. Somehow you have managed to encompass like, EVERYTHING I find hot concerning Eddie Munson in one take. You should have seen me sitting here reading this like

I WLL GET TO WRITING THIS. THIS DESERVES ITS OWN SEPARATE POST. It's gonna be LONG. There's gonna be MANY WORDS. Possibly a sequel fic. LOTS of pussydrunk Eddie.

I'm literally gonna be thinkin all night abt Eddie's pretty dark eyes going all soft and unfocused and hazy and stupid after hours of edging, where you put the flashcards up in the peripheral of his vision to try and get his attention but he's too out of it to even notice, a pretty little trail of spittle dribbling down his chin as he tries to fuck into the lubed-up fleshlight you're holding barely out of reach of his cock, telling him he can have a few strokes every time he gets and question right and-

Okay sdjhbdsjg I gotta stop now I'm 🥵 I gotta go work on this thank u bestie this is great

#eddie munson smut #minors dont look #sub!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #IM. BARK BARK AWOO BARK BARK CARTOON NOISES #my writing

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cevansbaby-dove · 6 months

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Hello love! 🩷

I have a request for our one and only Chris Evans, because I adore the way you write for him! I'm thinking Chris x Best Friend!Reader for this one, though if you prefer another relationship, that's okay too!

Chris gifts Reader a professional photoshoot for her birthday, because she's mentioned to him it would be an absolute dream of hers to have professional photos taken.

Well, Chris being who he is has obviously a lot of connections, and he gifts her the most beautiful photoshoot where she gets to wear a few gorgeous dresses or other outfits, and it really boosts her confidence, which makes Chris happy too.

She asks to have a few photo's taken with him as well and he can't say no to her, so they also pose together for a few photos.

You can decide on the ending of the fic, but I love this idea and I already know you will make it amazing!

Thank you in advance 🩷

Title:Birthday wish come true.

Chris Evans X Best friend Reader

Chris's POV.

It's y/n's Birthday today! Oh and i have just the gift for her, I grab my phone and call up some peolpe when she texts me.

Y/N: Morning best friend! how are ya?

Chris:Morning sweetheart Happy Birthday!! Can we hang out today? i am free.

Y/N:Sure That would be awesome! 🙂 Any idea where?

Chris:I'll pick you up around ten ok?

Y/N:sure Chris see you soon.

I turn my phone off and text Meghan about my plans with y/n and she agrees that i have time to go to a photo shoot with my best girl!

I'm so excited to see her, she and i have been best friends for six months and they have been the best six months of my life. She's really sweet always putting everyone even me first.

No pov.

Your curling your hair when chris knocks on the front door. "he's here on time" You fix your hair and get dressed into this outfit.

You grab your phone and open the front door. "Hey Chris" You hug him and he says. "hey darling wow you look beautiful"

"thank you come in" Chris walks in and says. "we should go i have your uh.meeting at eleven" You say. 'Oh okay" You two walk to his car and he opens your door and you get in. "thanks"

You two head to a place and chris parks and says. "So you have told me about wanting professional pictures done for your profile right?"

You nod. "yea...wait!" he smiles. "I talked to some people and even Meghan let me take today with you"

You reach over and hug him. 'oh god chris thank you!" You pull away and his cheek. "ekk i can't wait!"

You two spend hours with the crew and then you get your pictures done and you pull chris in and wrap your arms around him and he wraps his arms around you and smiles. You look at him and someone says. "just kiss already!" You pull away and chris says. "right...uh.."

You two laugh and then chris says. "no no we are just friends" You smile. "yea friends"

Everyone looks at you two and chris says. "hey cut it out" You smile. "so, what's next?' Chris looks at you and says. "Whatever you want y/n" You smile. "Ice skating?"

Chris laughs.

"Sure oh scott wanted to join is that alright?" You nod. "yes i would love to see him you know how close we are" Chris puts his arms over your shoulder and says as you guys head to his car. "yes darling i know"

You get into chris's car and chris calls up scott as he drives. "I think he's in boston..." You laugh. "we'll find out when he-"

"hello chris how are you?" You hear scott say. Chris smiles. 'Hey scott im good i am with Y/n right now" You say. 'Scotty!!" "Y/N!!! HEYYY!!"

"Omg i am so glad to hear from youuu!" You laugh. "Me too" Chris says. "okay okay you two get a room" You hit his arm lightly. 'Chris jealous much?"

He says with a laugh. 'Nooo you'll know if i was" Scotty says. 'Okay so you just randomly called?" Chris says. "Uh Y/n wants to go skating and are you and steve free to join us?"

You smile at chris. Scott says 'Uh yea we are free but i thought oh wait it's y/n's birthday!? Oh shit!! bestie im sorry i forgot!! Yes we wll be there!"

Half an hour later you and chris get to the staking ring and get your skates on and chris says. "scott's here"

Scott and Steve walk in and Scott says. "heyyyy!" he hugs you. 'happy Birthday!!"

You hug him back. "Thank you! Oh you'll never guess what chris did with me this morning"

You tell them about the photoshoot and Steve says. "oh nice! can't wait to see them" You look over at chris and he is smiling at you.

After falling a few times thanks to chris. You guys head out for lunch. You smile as you look over at Chris who is running his mouth about his work.

Chris looks at you and say. "Well boys this was fun but i have some studying i have to do for class next week" Chris stands up and pulls your chair out when you go to stand up. "Sure thing darling" Steve and scott hug you and scott says. "let me know when your free and we will do a shopping dayyy"

You laugh. "okayy that would be great!" Chris smiles and says. "Can i join?" You and scott look at him and say. 'uh..hmmm maybe"

Chris laughs. "oh okay that's fine' he frowns and you say as you hug his arm. "ok you win!" He smiles. 'yes!"

Back at home.

You look at chris and say. 'thanks for the best birthday ever, Chris" He smiles. "you're welcome glad i could help" He leans over and kisses your forehead. You grin and say. "Good night chris" Chris smiles. "Night y/n" You step out of the car and walk into your home and grab your books and laptop and get into this outfit.

You put your glasses on and get on to studying, Chris send you a text when he gets home.

Chris: Got home darling have fun studying.

You look at your phone and smile.

Y/N: Glad your home safe, give dodger and hug from me please.

Chris sends a video.

You look at it and laugh lightly. "aww"

Y/N: aww!! that cute face of his...and yours...hehe.

Chris looks at your message and says. "Dodger this girl will be the death of us.." he smiles and texts you.

Chris: Oh? my smile is better or not as good?

Y/N: Chrissss i have to studyyyy can i answer that when im free?

Chris: Lol yes darling talk later.

And with that you go back to studying.

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innocentlyenchanted · 1 year

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Where you are, is where I should be too (Part 3)

Part 3: Deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart

Summary: It all started with a note or didn't it? This is a little love story between you (Y/N), a servant girl, and Aemond Targaryen.

Aemond has some more feelings and reminisces about a girl he saw. Who would that be?

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Female!Reader

Wordcount: 1543

Warnings: afab reader, she/her pronouns; Aemond is still a little depressed about his life but nothing unusual that isn't in canon. It gets better though. There is hope!

Author's Note: Thank you all for reading the first part and second part! And again thank you to everyone who left a like and repost. Enjoy reading!

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

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His fingers twitched with nervous energy as he fought the urge to crumple the note in his hand and toss it aside.Memories flooded his mind. Memories of the accident that had taken his eye and left him scarred and disfigured. The incident had changed everything for him, forcing him to become guarded and hesitant, always on the lookout for any signs of ridicule or cruelty. The thought of being the target of another cruel prank made his stomach twist into knots. But then, a glimmer of hope flickered in his mind. The person who left the note hadn't signed it, which meant they weren't seeking attention or recognition. Maybe, just maybe, they truly meant what they wrote. Aemond's heart swelled with a mixture of hope but trepidation as wll. He desperately wanted this piece of paper to be good and kind, but he couldn't let his guard down.

Aemond knew he couldn't afford to become too distracted by his thoughts. He had worked too hard to get to where he was, and he couldn't let himself be sidetracked by mere possibilities. But the thought of a potential interest lingered in the back of his mind and continued to warm his heart at least a little bit, and he found himself still growing increasingly eager to uncover the identity of his admirer. If you could call them an admirer. But if Aemond would be honest with himself, he would dare to finish his thoughts and reveal his true heart’s desire. Secretly, he had someone else in mind. Not from court but someone untouched by royal life and duty. While he strolled out of the library, his eyes fixated on a spot in the distance as if lost in thought. His mind began to wander, replaying the memory of a girl he had seen a few weeks earlier in a small tavern nestled in a quiet corner of the city. She had been unlike anyone he had ever met before, with a spirit that seemed untouched by the constraints of royal life and duty. The girl had been pouring over a book with a look of intense concentration on her face. He had been struck by her beauty as well as intelligence and had found himself wondering who she was and what she was reading. It was not common for peasants to be able to read. It was something he wanted to change as soon as his brother would ascend to the throne. The common folk needed to be more educated.

Aemond had tried to approach her that day but had been too nervous to strike up a conversation. He had regretted it ever since, wishing he had found the courage to introduce himself and find out more about her. Now, as he walked through the castle halls, he found himself hoping against all odds that maybe the girl from the tavern was his secret admirer. He knew it was a long shot, but he couldn't help the way his heart raced at the possibility. Maybe she was a handmaiden or a servant. Hopefully within reach. He imagined her slipping into the library when no one was looking, leaving the note on top of his books before slipping away again. He pictured her shy smile as she wrote the message, her eyes sparkling with excitement at the thought of connecting with him. Aemond knew he needed to be patient and not let his hopes get the best of him. He couldn't let himself become too distracted by the possibility of a romance with this mysterious girl, not when he had so much work to do. But the thought of her lingered in the back of his mind, filling him with a sense of hope and longing.

As he reached his chambers and settled in for the night, Aemond found himself tossing and turning, his mind unable to quiet itself. A smile crept across his face as he reread the note. Aemond replayed the memory of seeing her first time in his mind. He had stridden through the bustling streets of King's Landing, his mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming social event, a ball in honour of his brother’s nameday. As he passed by a tavern, he caught a glimpse of a girl sitting at a table, her eyes fixed on a book. She sat quietly at a small table outside the tavern, engrossed in a thick book. Her hair was a wild tangle of hair that bounced as she shifted her weight, and her eyes flicked across the page with intensity. Aemond couldn't help but pause and stare. He felt a strange pull towards this stranger, a connection he couldn't explain. He watched as she turned the page, the corners of her lips quirking up slightly in a smile.

Aemond leaned against the wall of the building, hidden in the shadows. He didn't want to alarm the woman or disrupt her concentration. Instead, he continued to observe her, taking in every detail. Her eyes were a deep shade of brown, and as they moved across the page, they seemed to light up with excitement.

A gust of wind blew a strand of hair across her face, and she impatiently brushed it away. Aemond's heart skipped a beat as he saw her fingers, gentle and graceful. He wondered what it would feel like to hold her hand, to feel her skin against his own. Aemond noticed that her movements were deliberate and purposeful. She ran her finger down the page, tracing the lines of text as if committing them to memory. He wondered what kind of book could be so engrossing, so captivating that it could steal her attention so completely. He tore his gaze away from her hands and looked back at her face.

He watched as she absentmindedly tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, revealing the curve of her cheekbone. Aemond felt a sudden urge to speak to her, to know more about this intriguing stranger. But he hesitated, unsure of how to approach her without seeming like a creep. Her lips were still curved up in a faint smile, and he wondered what she was reading that was causing her to react that way. He longed to go up to her and strike up a conversation, but he hesitated. What if she didn't want to talk to him? What if he made a fool of himself? Aemond shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He needed to focus on something else. He looked around, taking in the surroundings. A group of men sat at a nearby table outside as well, laughing and drinking, but he paid them no attention. His eyes kept drifting back to the woman. Suddenly, she closed her book with a smile and stood up, stretching her arms above her head. Aemond held his breath, watching her every move. She gathered her things and began to walk away, her dress swaying behind her.

Over the next few weeks, Aemond found himself drawn to the tavern. He would perch himself on a bench across the street, watching as the girl read book after book, completely absorbed in her own world. He admired her dedication to reading and learning - the way she tucked her hair behind her ear absentmindedly. As he watched her read, his eyes fixated on her face, eagerly waiting for any hint of emotion. He felt a flutter in his chest when he saw a small grin forming on her lips, and his curiosity peaked. He yearned to know what it was that brought her such joy, to share in the happiness that radiated from her. For him, there was no greater pleasure than seeing her smile so brilliantly.

As time passed, Aemond began to realize that he had to meet her. He wanted to know her name, to hear her voice, to discover what lay behind those deep, focused eyes. Whenever he walked through the halls of the palace towards his chambers, the streets of Kings Landing or the gardens of the Red Keep, his thoughts lingered on her. He imagined her standing beside him, her warm hand in his, as they explored the city beyond the castle walls. Them sitting together in the library in gentle silence as both focus on their books, eager to discuss what they learned from their latest studies while enjoying the afternoon sun in the royal rose gardens. A place worth her beauty and their time. He longed to escape the confines of his royal duties and be with her, away from the prying eyes of courtiers and advisors. Deep down, he knew that he should focus on his responsibilities as a prince and heir to the throne, but the thought of this girl kept pulling at his heartstrings. He couldn't shake the feeling that she was meant to be a part of his life, even if it meant going against tradition and the expectations of his family.

But those were mere fantasies. Nothing really feasible would come of them. She was a commoner and not noble. They could only be together in secret and that she didn’t deserve. Being kept a dirty little secret of a second son prince. She was meant to be more.

With that thought, Aemond fell asleep.

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This was all of Aemond for the time being! Next chapter will center our girl Y/N and what has been happening on her side of the story.

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skitskatdacat63 · 3 months

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Extremely funny to be deliberating over fernando borderline foot fetish gifs at the same time I'm working on a very normal nice painting of the man himself LMAO

If i finish this painting tonight....maybe ill post the docu stuff w it. Soften the blow y'know. Tho istg if the docu stuff gets more notes, I WLL delete my blog sdkjslkj

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aggressivenesswhilecrying · 4 months

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Does it truly matter?

Summery:

The world has ended. No real surprise about that, huh? Zombies and everything horrible taking over, and Charlie thinks he might honestly be one of the only people out here anymore.

One night while trying to get sleep possible. He finds his vision blossoming in white, and his head pounding.

TWS THERE IS A BLOODY SCENE AT THE END, GODS, THERES A GOOD BIT OF RELIGIOUSNESS INVOLED.

Not beta reader edited!!

(@qsmpbur hiiii!! Sorry it took a hot second, and kind of sucked a little, button, I'm your pinch hitter, and this is your fic!! It was scu, bit. Idk, it's kinda not anymore, it went weird. But I hope you enjoy it!!)

(@mcytblrholidayexchange)

Charlie will never say he's a religious man, by no means is he a man of worship.

When he awoke, and the end of the world was upon him, he never prayed. He never found the point. No, as the sun set beyond the horizon, and all he can see is bloodied, mangled bodies, of humans and zombies alike, from his home on the roof top. He can't say he's particularly religious.

In those moments he clutches the cross around his neck. He holds it, feels his blood pound. And then he retreats to bed. Not a prayer on his lips.

Tossing and turning. All night. His eyes are so so heavy. Staying shut despite his best wishes, and yet he can't fall asleep. His limps feel like their dragging him into the mattress. And yet his pillow hurts him neck, and no matter how he lays, his back aches.

He hurts.

The pounding of his head mixed with the general aching leaving his groaning as he sit up.

“God damn it….” just hearing his tired voice makes his nose wrinkle, as it would take an idiot to not hear the pain laced with every noise.

His feet hit the hard wood under his feet. Cold but more then welcome. His far too tired eyes open, feeling like they're dragging against his very eyes. He leaves his glasses on the nightstand as he lets himself stare at the wall in front of him. It's so empty in the room it almost hurts. So quite and dark.

He couldn't tell you what time it is, clock's had stopped working and being trust worthy, long, long ago. And wll, charlie doesn't remember his life before this, and therefore, doesn't believe he knows just, exactly how to tell the time without a clock.

The dark hurts his eyes to stare at, feeling the shapes change beneath his eye, and his head spin. The old falling off the wall poster becoming something from his nightmares. And suddenly.

There's light. Almost blinding. His arms coming up to sheikd his face as the world spins. He couldn't tell you how long it had been, or just how sudden the light had game. His mind reeling back.

“Hellooooo…?” A voice he can almost recognize calls out, voice teasing, and like honey in his ears. Sweet and syrupy, clogging all his thoughts.

Slowly hands move away from his face. The blinding white compared to the dark sad room he was in before leaves his head pounding, and he almost can't tell the difference between the air around him, and the figure infant of him.

Wavy brown hair curling and falling over one of its pure white eyes. White eyelashes giving an impossibly, almost holy look.

A ring of wings surround the back of its head, all with normal looking eyes That look directly at him.

Long white, silky fabrics barely held on, yet draped in a way to conceal everything. And Charlie could see the hints of ache bumps on both its shoulders and its face. Stretch marks curving up and wrapping around its stomach.

Oh. And it was giant. At least a million times bigger then him. A large finger, at least double his height came, just barely tapping him and he swore he lost his breath no matter how small of a tap it was. He couldn't very distantly tell he was staring at it. But to be frank? He didn't care much.

“holllllyyyyyy fuckkkkk…” he lets his voice drag out, breathy and awestruck. The being in front of him just had a growing smile.

Wilbur. His name was Wilbur. The being of too bright lights, wings and eyes, called itself Wilbur.

“Did…don't tell me you picked it out..?” He said, voice edging on a laugh, he honestly can't be sure he's processed any of this. From dark room, to blinding white light, to sitting, and just…talking with a semi person, just…getting to know it.

“What's wrong with Wilbur? I thought it sounded rather dashing!!” It's weird British voice laughed out, almost teasing tone as it's face wrinkled at Charlie. Nose scrunched up, and laugh on the tips of its voice. Mouth quirkedup at one end as Charlie couldn't help himself from laughing, shaking his head.

“Nothing nothing, just sounds a bit like the name of, of an asshole, yknow? You have the name of a man that would cry if his beer was bitter..!!” He chuckled, tilting his head at the God, before watching it recoil, too thin and feminine hand coming to its chest, other on its hip as it leans back, gasp on his voice, wings around its head flaring out. As it acting rather offended. And he could feel his heart race, pounding in his chest, begging to get out.

“I much prefer wine, thank you very much!!” the far far too tall being squawked out. Voice jokingly offended. White eyes glaring deep at Charlie, a pout on his lip, and wings flared back.

There's a deep sense in Charlie's guy, maybe, just maybe a God Like being being a little upset at him is, very possibly, a very very bad thing but at some point, he doesn't find he cares, letting himself laugh, loud and hard, hurting his chest in all the rights ways. Making his face strain, and cheeks hurt, with the most hes smiled in far too long.

And the room is silent, silent outside of his laughing, the God kneeling were his face is in front of Charlie, a soft, over confident grin spanning his cheeks, the glowing of his eyes, not changing the lighting in the painful white area. All the eyes on Charlie and to be fully, and truly honest? He doesn't find he minds the attention.

After this, after the soft moments, charlie finds himself there every night. Every single night,long after his eyes have closed. He finds Wilbur in every little thing. A dove of the roof, a too white wall. And in the lilies he finds growing far too quickly in every area he's in.

It's easy to see Wilbur in day to day life, his only consistent company in the hell hole of the now world.

As the bullet kicks off, charlie watches through the scope as the zombie is sent hobbling back, a hole in the green for head gushing out, dripping down its nose, and slowly into its own mouth, charlie can almost hear Wilbur whisper of headshot!!

#fanfic #aggressivewrites #fanfiction #slimecicle #charlie slimecicle #wilbur soot #zombie

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be-good-to-bugs · 7 months

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i dont WANT to have a headache

#the bin #ive had one since the last 20 minutes of work :(#which was 4 hours ago ugh. i cant do anything because my head hurts. 8 could take ibuprofen but. i dont wanna bc taking pills sucks #idk why i just cant make myslef do it. it takes very little time and helps usually but i just dont bc i cant make myslef usually #i should though. idk. im having a lot of anxiety. i miss my therapist :( now i only talk to my sister (not going well. she makes me feel #worse) and my coworkers (very limited. mostly about work during work and occasionally simple how are you doings) oh and i guess also #customers (not as bad as would think bc ppl r actually pretty nice usually but its boring and draining)#idk what to do anymore. and i cant get anywhere to talk to people wothout my sister taking me there. she has become myeasy fav #siblings very quickly. she makes me so upset. i dont even enjoy being around her at all. i need to try befriending the 1 person bc they seem #cool but theyre busy working and im busy working so its hard. but i hopw they can come over and we can play games #its wll i have man. i have no other friend options :( they seem nice tho. and theyre only a year older than me #everyone i talk to is usually at least 21 and its jarring. its been so long since i talked to people my age

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leviathanshusband · 6 months

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Title: Anger

Warning(s): mild manipulation

request(s): none

You’re angry, the type of angry that simmers in your bones and begs you to just let go. You take a deep breath in, shuddering at the way adrenaline rushes through your veins. You scream, loud and furious, ignoring the knock at the door. The sound is specifically Levi, three slow taps. Each of your boys have a knock, a way to get your attention, all of them unique. You hiss at the door, because you don’t want to be talked down, you need to let the anger be lud in your body without being told that your emotions are stupid or too much (you boys would never, the rest of the world would).

Levi’s knock comes again, three slow taps, more insistently this time. You make a shuddering sound, reigning yourself in to answer the door. As always Levi, nearly seven feet tall even outside of his demon form, towers over you. “Is there a reason that Satan sent me to your room?” He says, his voice a gentle chime, not asking and more like telling you that there’s something wrong. Of course that Satan sent him, the one person that you've never been able to keep angry at.

“He probably figured that I wouldn’t be able to yell at you even in my anger.” Levi,in his demon form, his long purple hair pulled up in a jeweled claw clip (probably Asmo’s fault), laughs softly. “I remember when you did,” he says, recalling the one and only time that the two of you have really, actually fought. “Do you remember what I did back?” You do, you still have the scars, three of them, one for each of the eldest three. “So what’s wrong Normie? I know I’m not Mammon, but I can listen if you need me to.” Levi never raises his voice but sometimes it’s firm despite that, and this is one of those times. I need to be angry,” you say, voice raw and so very tired, because it’s the truth of the matter. You are angry.

Levi tilts his head, says, “tell me about it normie,” his scorn turned nickname so very gentle in his mouth, tell me what happened.” You scream, the sound of earth shattering around you. It’s fury, a warn and a beg at the same time. You know that it must hurt Levi’s ears but he does not flinch, he does not waver. Instead he moves, sits on your bed, his tail wrapping itself around him and waits for you to continue. You let yourself spill out and scream, never wavering in the swarm that is your emotions.

“Some fucking dumbass said that the only thing I’d good for, the only way that I’ve advanced in my classes here is because I‘m spreading my legs for you.” Levi pauses, looks at you and hisses, the sound low and drawn out, a warning to his prey, his green eyes flashing with sharp fury. “Who?” he says, so softly that you barely hear it. “Who?” You know it’s condemnation, know that this demon’s body wll be dragged around the halls, a bloody smile made in Leviathan’s tag. You know everything that will happen to this demon and yet, you re not sorry, and yet you do not hesitate. “Maze,” you spit, hissing the word out like it’s poison.

Levi's eyes light up, his smile a fanged bear of teeth, “You did so good Normie,” he croons, “so good.” Slowly as you spit and hiss, your angry (envy) taking over, the world blurs around you, narrowing down to you and Leviathan. His smile is something vicious, made cruel by everything that’s happened to him.

After that first incident, Levi gets assigned to quote Lucifer “to handle” you when you’re angry enough that you’re disrespectful because Levi has patience for you and is more willing to let you yell at him as long as you want to, lets you scream as much as you need, and holds you when you slump over like a puppet with your strings cut, too tired to continue. There have been times when all you want is someone else but Levi doesn’t give ground, forces everything out of you, playing your emotions like a fiddle.

There are days when Mammon finds you instead, when you’re crying instead of screaming, and lets you cry until you’re heaving with the force of it. Mammon, the only being to make Levi mad instead of angry, annoyed instead of furious is like a balm to Levi’s sharp tongue and quick intelligence. Mammon, your first demon, is the best for anything but your anger because for being a demon mammon is gentle. Levi takes over when you’re angry because his sin is tightly controlled, and doesn’t seep out unless he wants it to.

They make a terrifying team.

#obey me #leviathan #obey me darling #omswd #om! leviathan #shall we date leviathan #leviathan avatar of envy #obey me leviathan #mammon #obey me mammon #leviathan x reader #mammon x reader

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itspdameronthings · 7 months

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Never Letting You Go Snipit For ch8

Summary: Okay! needed to write a Wll fic! Has been a long time! here you go Ironhead fans! Here it is! some sadness ,and something ... Have to read to find out!! This is the scene that leads to the last part of chapter 8 Note no minors!

Glad to be home. Looking at his modern farmhouse Will finally can calm himself down. After all of these years, God awful women come back to rain on a good people's parade. Those memories of torment started coming back. Those times he heard the endless yelling. Nights he would come over to comfort Sunshine. Took her out for a bite at the diner , a movie, or even went camping. Sound from Sam's angelic voice fills the air. Cure for what he was thinking about. Opening the truck door she whispers," I know you are worried, my captain . I'm too. Hate what is doing to you right now. How about some dinner. Then a nice movie." Partial smile forms on his lips as he gets out of the truck. Pulls his wife close to him. His lifeline. His perfect lady bug. So glad to have her in his life. Sam felt a tear drop on her bare shoulder," Let it out baby . Let it out. I'm here. Get through this together."

Once inside his home. Will plops in his comfortable, leather chair. Rubbing his bearded chin," I never thought those memories would affect me the way it did you know. Torment , the horrible shit she said to her own flesh and blood. I'll tell ya one thing Sam. Gonna go back home to settle a score. Ease the pain my family had to endure. " Sam kneels in front of him. Holding his hands in her small ones," Will, baby. Sure it's a good idea? I mean what if she is a fugitive? Dangerous one. I know you promised Pa that you would help. Sunshine needs her family near her now. I need you. Let me help. Okay? " Rubbing his legs in an up and down motion. Never taking her eyes off of his ocean like blue ones. Hands reached upward to his waist. Sounds of his grunts caused her to smile, " I know what you need. Nice and slow sex to take the edge off. Don't move. Your wife is in the driver seat. "

Love to hear her say that. Nods as she kisses his clothed bulge. Followed by a nibble near his belly button. Teasing him just a touch. Grunts," Shit women! Enough with the teasing! Need to touch ya so bad! Don't make me do anything I might regret later on!" Sam knows how to play hard ball. Thankfully the door is locked. Curtains closed. No onlookers to see what is going on. Hands reached inside his green Henley shirt tracing patterns near his pecks. Kisses the scar on his left side. Licking it . Saving his hardened cock for later. Got up to take his shirt off. Before straddling him. She starts to undress ever so slowly. Seeing her husband coming unglued. .rubbing her breasts together," like what you see? I know you do. Unzip your pants. That's an order! "

Nods as he unzips himself. Waiting for what's going to happen next. Sam straddles him. Grinding against his bulge. Hands on the chair to steady herself," now you can kiss me. No hands just yet. Eagerly kisses her sweet lips. Panting as she continues to grind against him" Darlin, stop with that teasing game. Dying here?! You know I never beg!" Kisses his lips ever so gently,and followed by a touch on his bearded face," Can't have you do that you know. Die without touching me. Like I can't be without you inside me. Come on my captain. Take back the control you desperately need." Took control Will does. Grabbing her hands, placing them behind her. Hungryly nipping on her neck. Not caring about the mark left behind. Ordered her to pull her shorts off. Eyes grew dark as he saw her pantieless," mount up naughty wife! Ride me! I know you want to! First thing first. Touch yourself for me. Then I 'll see if you are wet enough for the ride."

Oh how much she loves to do this for her husband. Before they got married. Sam told Will that she wasn't that experienced in the sexual arena. He was patient with her. Guided her into what she wanted to do. He awoke her naughty side. She loves it. Opening her legs just enough for Will to see what she was doing. Other hand glides over the hard nipple. Pinching it. Moaning looking at Will pumping himself. Licking his lower lip," Oh my lady bug. Look so good like that. Now insert two fingers inside your pussy. Think it's me. I know you do that when I'm not with you." Moaning," I do my captain. Did that when I was on my break in my office." Will sees how wreck she is getting. Motions her to mount him. Sliding ever so slowly onto his long shaft. Close her eyes," mmmm.. you fill me up so good. I'll ride you till I burst."

Will holds onto her waist. Rubbing her back," like that darlin. Nice and slow. Don't rush it. Good girl. Got you." Leans forward to kiss her shoulder. Down to her breasts. Sam leans back panting again," Oh captain! Feels good! Don't stop! Later Will finally cums inside her. Staying inside her. Pulls her to his chest," Thank you for that lady bug. Need to take my mind off that ordeal. You know I have to go home to help. Not alone okay?"

Sam holds him tightly. Try not to think about what could happen. Him in Columbia still haunts her. Can't go through that again. Breathing his musky scent," I know you do. Sunshine isn't gonna like it. We know Santi would want to play the hero. "

After both of them take a shower. Sam goes to lay down. Cooking dinner isn't in the cards. Will goes over to the Trio's slowly going upstairs to hear the tail end of the conversation. Right on cue," I'm going with you."

#triple frontier #william ironhead miller #charlie hunnam #never letting you go

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