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randomingoftherandomness · 8 months

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Fic: Deeper than The Pacific Ocean

A/N: I have been on a binge of Arctic Monkey's 'I wanna be yours' & this seemed like a right fit? For some reason? Idek anymore haha... I'm contentedly carving out my corner to explore all the AUs :)

Tags: Pacific Rim AU, Gong Shangjue x Gong Yuanzhi, Gong Shangjue & Jin Fan

Jin Fan strikes and Yuanzhi dodges fast enough to roll back onto his heels. The bo staff sings through the air by sheer force and lands on the mat with a loud thud, missing Yuanzhi's face by a hair's width.

The gathered spectators are transfixed by the duo moving in a rhythm that only the two of them know, but Shangjue has seen enough.

And apparently, so has Jin Fan.

"I want him as my co-pilot." The dreaded words are said loud and clear. Shangjue deliberately avoids Yuanzhi's eyes, choosing instead to look right at Jin Fan when he replies.

"No."

The room erupts with murmurs. Some in disbelief, some with discontent. Yuanzhi remains silent through it all.

"Why not? You can't be that blinded by your power trip to see that we're perfect for each other!" Jin Fan protests, slamming the butt of the staff to the ground. "Fuck your algorithms and tests, I'll only Drift with Gong Yuanzhi!"

"Jin Fan..."

"No means no, Mr Jin. Report to Comms at 0800 hours. Your assigned partner will be waiting then." Shangjue turns to leave, not needing to look back to know that Yuanzhi has picked up his boots and is moving quickly to follow.

"He can't be serious, right? Yuanzhi, hey--" He hears outside his door. Yuanzhi's muffled reply is a hum blocked by the metal and Shangjue busies himself with sorting out a stack of sorted files when the door creaks open.

"It's about respect." Yuanzhi replies and closed the door. Shangjue looks over to see him walking over to their bed, dropping the shoes on the floor and sitting down heavy enough that the mattress springs give a dying groan.

Yuanzhi covers his face with both his hands and leans forward, elbows braced on knees.

Pausing in his rifling, he sighs heavily. Shangjue reached into a drawer and pulls out a jar of ointment. Walking over to Yuanzhi, he sits down next to him.

"I won't apologise." He starts as an opening salvo.

"I know you won't," Yuanzhi says, exhaustion clinging to his every syllable as if it costs him a heavy toll to even say these words.

Shangjue gently cups Yuanzhi by the corner of his jaw, tilting his face to his. The intimacy of this gesture is a familiar one and Shangjue can tell the exact moment when Yuanzhi shudders and gives in to his touch.

He curves his body against Yuanzhi's, holding him close, willing him to understand everything he cannot quite say.

"But gege, you know you can't protect me forever, right?"

"I can try," Shangjue whispers. "You're my didi. I can and will try."

Yuanzhi shakes his head. Pulling away, he holds Shangjue at bay by a hand to his chest. "You can lie to everyone but please do me the courtesy of at least honouring my love for you with the truth," Yuanzhi states. "You don't want me Drifting with anyone because you're afraid what will come out about you and me. After all, that's all that I'm worth to you, right? A dirty little secret?"

"That's not--"

"I'll be sleeping in my own room tonight." Yuanzhi cuts him off. "I want to be alone."

Shangjue helplessly watches him leave. How does he even begin to explain that the Admiralty could hang his chances at career progression for all he cares, he just wants to protect his Yuanzhi didi.

"Yuanzhi... I--"

"I'll see you on the Bridge."

And just like that, he is left alone in his room. Shangjue takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. His good intentions have blown up in ways he never expected.

He really just wanted to protect his didi.

#my journey to you fic #my journey to you #gong shangjue x gong yuanzhi #gab writes stuff #If you saw a mistake no you didn't #Typing on this phone is hard #I'd forgotten how hard it is #Anywaysssss I may pick this back up again

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rmbunnie · 19 days

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Another little inconsequential red hood thing and I'll admit that I'm decently biased but it irks me to see the whole "Jason can't shut up about his death/he makes his death everyone else's problem" take really frequently because he simply does not do that enough for it to be a thing in like any actual Red Hood story.

It's a thing you see sometimes in modern annuals/comics with large casts, particularly if a writer doesn't seem super confident with writing all of the characters that they're working with or if he's just a background character in this one, because with comics it's quicker to reduce a character to recognizable landmarks than to try and work out a whole new complex voice if you don't really need to, so it's tire iron, Jane Austen, Joker, and death, and it's all written out in dialogue because every character in a group event can't have their own internal monologue, but like. That's pretty much it. UTRH is the establishing event for Jason Todd post death so of course a lot of it is about his death, although it's arguably about the lack of response to his death more than his death itself, and he certainly makes it Bruce's issue but one beef doesn't make a trend. Plus if his death is anyone's issue beyond his own Bruce and Joker are like the number one guys whose issue it is. He THINKS about his death a ton in Lost Days, but it doesn't really reflect externally on any of his interactions besides with Joker, which again, that's justified and relevant beef. Teen Titans 29 is more about his place in the hero community/feeling like he was an outsider even before the bomb/Tim being the new robin than about his death, and side note, that being counted as an attempt on Tim's life also bugs me. He beat him up and then left of his own volition. That's not an assassination attempt its called a fight, albeit a sneaky and unfair one. But anyways. I can't speak on Battle for the Cowl because i haven't read it, both that and Batman and Robin 2009 don't really compel me, but it's entirely possible that's an outlier to my point seeing as I kinda sorta haven't read it and don't care to lmao. Even New 52 (although HIGHLY unpopular) and Rebirth/Dawn of DC/Whatever we're doing now Red Hood content don't really have him talking to people about it besides the occasional little quips. He might make stances that were developed because of his death other people's problem, like in the Mia Dearden Green Arrow situation with the "getting involved in other people's business" issue, but acting like he makes specifically his death everyone else's problem is ignoring all of the perfectly valid actually canon things he makes other people's problem. Most of the unpleasant traits he brings to the table are a result of his death and the sense of abandonment and betrayal that came with it, but that doesn't mean he's bringing his death into it when he acts unpleasantly any more than he's bringing his birth into it when he shows up in the first place. The consequences do not equal the event. All this to say it's irritating when people say the character is grating because he doesn't stop whining about his death when that kinda just indicates to me that they're working off fanon based on fanon based on kinda mid batman annual.

#i'm probs going to take a break from jasonposting for a while because it kinda seems like im beating a dead horse lmao #anyone else reading dawn of dc green arrow? because i find it delightful #maybe ill start oliverposting did you ever think of that?#they're kinda pushing amanda waller REALLY hard like she is in EVERYTHING rn but whatever it's not messing it up too bad for me #i like the art style and also seeing roy in his silly little outfit with his silly little hairstyle #i should really get into nightwing more #i'm fairly into modern damian content i'd say #LOVING the new boy wonder issue one can't wait for june 4 #jason todd #red hood #dc comics #on the topic of writing large casts of characters well #i don't like to publicly speak bad of specific writers and artists as a whole unless they've actually done something real life bad #because my expectations and how much they were or were not met is my own business #but i am not fond of how tom king writes large groups #i haven't forgotten that alternate universe thing tom. it was not good tom #i remember the heroes in crisis confessions and i found them underwhelming at best

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miss-midnightt · 6 days

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This afternoon, I went to my grocery store. I went to the apple section, as I would normally, to pick out some honeycrisps. I grabbed the most perfect one I could find.

About fifteen minutes ago, I peeled the sticker, washed it off, cut it up, like I would any other time to cook it.

This time, I did not microwave it.

I ate my first raw apple in eight years. I forgot how good they tasted raw, how the crunch sounds so good and how its texture is perfect, and how it's juicy and flavorful and sweet. I'm going to cry.

#screaming at midnight #i already felt the allergic response when I was almost done #had some allergy meds nearby and my throat itches and my lips hurt but I dont care #I'd forgotten how good they tasted. They were my favorite fruit and giving up eating them raw was so so hard but holy hell #im shaking from happiness or overwhelm and something i cant quite name #its so small but this was so important #i dont really have the words to describe it

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tachiisms · 10 months

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i still have no motivation for anything writing related (in case that isn't obvious by my long stretches of radio silence...) and am still kinda burnt out on star wars stuff, but a friend of mine made a jude watson fans group and it's fun to be able to chat with people about the star wars stuff that actually sparks joy and not feel bad about not necessarily being super in love with some of the new stuff and it's kind of helping a bit. and also then you get hit with all the feels from the characters and storylines that have always meant the most to you/been with you the longest and wow that's fun and i had kinda forgotten what that was like.

#this is purely a personal thing and tbh this is kind of across all fandoms/platforms/etc that i've been having a hard time keeping joy #(probably because generally speaking my corner of various fandoms is so small and that's absolutely no fault to anyone)#but it's been so long since i've been engaged by a group of people who are also fully in the corner that sparks the most joy #and i'd forgotten how nice that is and it's just really nice #and i logged into siri's blog to grab a thing to share and i was happy about logging in to grab a thing #and so i thought i'd say hi to the dash too <3 #ooc

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horsegirlhob · 8 months

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Spike is literally the most character of all time. He's a villain, he's a love interest, he's cool, he's the most pathetic man in the world, he kinda sucks to be around, he's fun, he's a masochist, he's a momma's boy, he's done truly horrible things, he chose to get his soul back, he's a bad poet, he's kind of a good poet, he's bad for Buffy, he's good for Buffy, he's tired of fights he knows he could win!

#dylan says things #sorry for being insane about buffy. I'm watching the show with my roommates and last night we watched School Hard #I had like. Forgotten how formative this show was for me. Willow was the first gay character I'd ever seen #And I was obsessed with Spike. I'm interested to see how I'll watch the show now that I'm like. An adult with media literacy skills

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kindahoping4forever · 4 months

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okay I’ve been lurking for a while but I don’t think we’ve properly interacted. anyway I just rb’d your post (don’t get fooled by the url, edge-oftheworld is me wearing the 5sos sideblog hat) and I wanted to ask. philosophy in the fandom (something ash would be proud of!) some of your takes. what do you think. annoyingly vague, similar questions (?) I guess—as many as you want to answer to a kind-of stranger I guess?

Hello! Yes, I remember seeing your 5SOS blog in my notifs panel before! 👋🏻 Generally speaking, I'd say we don't get a ton of philosophical chatter around here, but I'm all for it! I mentioned this in my tags of the Ash Q&A from the other day, I know it's not everyone's cup of tea but I personally love when he goes on a bit of a philosophical or spiritual tear. I think there's something inherently brave about diving deeper into the way things are and questioning the world around you and I enjoy hearing people's thoughts as they go about their journey, and it's especially meaningful when it's an artist I admire because I think those conclusions definitely inform their art and vice versa. Obviously I love fandom but I'll be the first to admit it can often be a bit surface level (my blog in particular is proudly fueled by hyperbolic declarations of love and thirsty emojis) so any opportunity to dig a bit beyond that is always a welcome treat. 💙

#i know this was a bit of a generalized answer but I'm a bit scatterbrained this week tbh so I did my best 😵‍💫#i've had you in my drafts for a minute and i didn't want you to think i'd forgotten about you!#but in general yes like that q&a the other day was so enjoyable for me bc it was such a simple prompt #and it was interesting to see how each person interpreted that question and in turn seeing his reaction to their answer #i would watch a million more q&as like that #i just think the world is so uncertain and trouble at this point in time #it's hard not to be philosophically or spiritually minded #and also at least for me I feel like there is a lot of philosophy and spirituality intertwined with the concept of fandom #or at least how i engage with it personally #and so for me it just makes sense for those topics to run parallel i guess #anyways hi! welcome to my inbox! 💙#ask #faithfromanewperspective #edge-oftheworld

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louisshomesharry · 4 months

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kinda hate being in the fandom, kinda don't want to leave the fandom because I am toxic like that. its just, I keep getting sucked back into it everytime I try to leave and shit. idk where I stand with being a larrie as well, like, louis' involvement with freddie is what's tipping me off, I'd say. Either he's a shitty father and has been one to begin with if Freddie is actually his son or he is a shitty human being stringing a child along in this farce.

I totally get you cause I felt the same way in 2022. I have no wisdom to share because I have come to terms with the fact I should have left in 2017. I think we all have different threshold of what we can take and maybe yours hasn't been reached yet. It is hard to let go of something that brought you so much joy and people you cared about for so many years :/

I know some people advised to not participate in the fandom but just enjoy their music/content as a casual fan. I was never able to do that but I think it is the best way to deal with all of it.

Maybe some day in the near future, you will find another artist and fandom you will want to be a part of <3 and you will just have fun and be able to enjoy all the content without the dread that comes every time we get content from hl.

#anons #I'm sending you so much strength #cause it's a hard situation to be in #sidenote: I cried at some point after #watching tons of videos of my new band #cause it was bringing me so much joy #and I got emotional bc I had forgotten how good it felt #to actually enjoy the content/interviews/mvs/music of your fave artist #it was a bit pathetic #sdkfjhds #but I never thought #I'd find something that would bring me as much joy as 1d #their solo careers were just a hellhole for me

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axewchao · 2 years

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When tending to sick/injured folk, Dalex tends to get into "the zone." All focus is on what he's gotta do to make his patient(s) feel better as soon as possible.

To some, dedication to such a task is praise-worthy. Especially if you've got other things already on your plate like oh, y'know, preparing to save the world from an ancient evil. Nice to know he's arming himself not just with a magic sword, but with medical knowledge. owo)b

To others, it's jarring. The chosen Hero normally doesn't react to damn near anything unless it's related to a fight, be it with a monster, a warrior, or a fellow Champion's attempts at a reaction. You're met with a blank, almost uninterested stare; one that's impossible to figure out, even with a Hylian's ability to better express themselves with their faces alone.

So for Revali to see Dal so determined to patch him up after dealing with a monster raid… It's… an odd sight. And he's not sure how to feel about it…

#botw #loz botw #Revali #botw revali #Rito #Dalex Rathmore #Hylian!Dal #i hate that i'd forgotten how to draw Rev's tail-#like... why was a side view of his tail feathers so hard for me???#axewchaoscribbles

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bulletbilltime · 11 months

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List of games that would kill me (positive) if they were ever announced:

Pikmin Maker (honestly even if they just let you make Pikmin 4 caves or Dandori stages it would be so cool, just as long as we can actually control the layout of the levels and not have something like that pitiful Link's Awakening "dungeon maker" where you place pre-made rooms together, or a Pikmin 2 Cave Editor-like thing where you give the game layout pieces, monsters, and treasures and let it vomit up some subpar RNG'd level)

A new Meteos game. Seriously this series has not gotten any main entries since 2008 and Wars' online being pathetic killed any hopes of it having a lasting impact. Give us a new game pls. We got a new Lumines game a few years ago so why not Meteos :(

Honestly any sort of a new Deadly Rooms of Death game would be amazing. I know the series was "done" with The Second Sky though so this is very unlikely. We did get a new "Smitemaster's Selection" level-set last December though, so there's still a chance!

Portal 3! Wouldn't be as much of a OHKO as the other games here but getting to see Chell and GLaDOS again, and getting new puzzle elements to play with would be so cool! No clue how they would follow up on the ending of Portal 2 though, but Valve could probably make it work.

A mainline Mario game that takes a risk on a brand-new non-Mushroom Kingdom setting like Mario World did, with new enemies and biomes! We do have shades of this with Mario Odyssey and the upcoming Mario Wonder which is really promising, hope they do push things even further though!

Cave Story 2. Not much to say here, just... I wanna see more of those characters!!

Honestly any sort of new Life is Strange content would get me super hyped up, but if somehow we got some sort of True Colors follow-up with lots of Steph & Alex being cute together I would DIE ON THE SPOT. It's basically impossible for it to happen but GOD. PLEASE.

MARIO SUNSHINE 2. DELFINO ISLE IN HIGH DEFINITION WOULD BE HEAVEN.

Wario World 2. The original was so much fun but oh god it was so short it hurts. I need MORE

A new Tomodachi Life game with queer relationships and enby characters. Of course, with Nintendo being Nintendo... doubt that's gonna happen. Miitopia does kind of give me some hope at the very least.

A new Spyro game in the vein of the Reignited Trilogy. Crash got his, where's the dragon???

Donkey Kong Country Returns 3 with KREMLINGS. Need I say more? Let K. Rool return to tip the scales!!

Hey Popcap how about a new Insaniquarium game?? And if you make it a freemium mobile game I'm stealing your kneecaps :)

Owl House licensed game would be so hype. Whether I'd play it really depends on what they do in terms of gameplay, but ugh that series needs more love than it had.

#bulletbilltime rambling #honestly I'm surprised at how difficult it is for me to think of new games that would break me #I feel like these past few years have given me a lot of the things I would've been begging for in the past #and for many games that I love now I don't feel like they really *need* to expand into a new installment! though I'd be happy if they did!#and many series feel like they managed to find their peak entry too!#like kirby forgotten lands the new pokemon games last year and now pikmin 4? those are these series at the top of their game #(yes I know about Pokemon scarvo being a rushed disaster. it's probably the main reason I haven't bought it yet tbh)#but yeah I feel like there isn't nearly as much that my heart would yearn for as it used to #sure I could clamor for Mario Kart 9 or a new smash game or w/e but it doesn't feel to me like we need those?#ultimate and MK8 are as solid of an entry as we could possibly get!#anyway there's probably more stuff I could put on there that I am not thinking of rn but oh well #yes these are all sequels because I'm not original at all #also it's kinda hard to think of a game concept that I would adore without having actually experienced the game first!

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bwere · 9 days

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WHAT'S AFTER PLAN B?

after missing your period, you decided to take a pregnancy test, whatever happens next depends on choso, gojo & geto.

content: 4.5k+ wc — not proofread + mentions of pregnancy, slight guilt trip, possessive sēx, light cm play, dggystyle, m!reciving, pssy eating, fluff, nastay

CHOSO KAMO

Choso had been enamored with you since the day you two first met, and ever since he had been by your side whenever he had the chance, like a lost puppy.

However, he was no different during sex, but rather–worse.

The day you graced him with the chance to even see her at all, never in his life had he been so hard that it hurt to move. In that moment he wanted to cum so bad—already having a pool of pre-cum seeping embarrassingly through the thread of his boxers.

He never wanted to pull out of your tight hole, never dared to dream of a day he wasn’t fucking you after your first time together. The same hole that has his hips stuttering as he pounds into your tight cunt, drooling. every. time.

The same pussy that took his virginity, what else would he be if not obsessed? Nothing would ever relate to the way your insides claimed him. Not his hands, not ever any toys, not anyone else, just you.

You had him locked in a chokehold from the start—and the day you trusted him to take care of your insides was the day he swore he would do anything for you.

He fucks you like his only purpose in life was to please you—trying to get you pregnant, emptying every last drop he has in you. Never taking his dick out, giving you two a second to catch your breath, before hes fucking into you even harder.

Is it really so surprising as he now holds your pregnancy test while you wait for him to respond?

“…Y-You’re?” he gulps as the weight of reality sinks in–his heart struggling to function at the sudden news.

You forewarned him numerous times, that if he didn’t stop cumming in you every time you had sex, that birth control wouldn’t even be able to stop the carelessness of his actions—that would only end up with you pregnant.

“Pregnant, yes.” you bit your lip, looking down at your feet as the room shifts into silence. Leaving your mind to wonder until he begins to open his mouth.

His eyebrows slightly furrow as he turns to face you, seeming taken aback. “Are you going to keep it?" he asks.

“I've thought about it.” you quip with a sigh.

His eyes map your face with attentiveness, looking for falter between the lines of your words. Sliding closer to you, making you feel the weight of the couch dip. “And?”

“Anddd, I want to know how you’d feel if we were to—possibly try?”

A switch in Choso's mind flickered. The plush cushions yielded beneath his weight, and suddenly, you were lying flat on your back, pinned by the force of his body against yours. His chest pressed against your ribs, and your breath caught in your throat.

“Do you know how long I've wished to watch your belly grow? To let everyone know I'm the one who stuffed you full of my cum, made you the soon to be mother of our child?”

“Well I-”

His eyes bore into yours, searching for answers. “Tell me,” he murmured, his lips dangerously close to yours, “How would you feel? Walking around while everyone knows you got fucked by me so good, that you ended up pregnant?”

You swallowed, your pulse racing. “I'd feel…” the words escaped you, lost in the intensity of the moment. “I'd feel proud letting everyone know you’re mine.”

Choso’s thumb brushed against your lower lip, and you leaned into his touch. his mouth hovered over yours, a breath away. “Don’t you want to make me proud?”

“Y-Yes…so proud,” you nodded.

Then without warning, his lips met yours—a collision of heat and longing. The couch bounced again, but this time, it was forgotten. All that mattered was the taste of him, the way his kiss ignited a thousand sparks within you.

Admittedly, making your pussy clench just from the tension.

His hand cradled your jaw, thumb brushing against your cheekbone as if committing every detail to memory. When he finally pulled away, your lips tingled, and you struggled to catch your breath.

Choso’s eyes bleeding into yours, dark and unreadable. The room felt charged, as if the air itself crackled with unspoken promises. “Then let’s make sure you do.”

You could feel his growing arousal against your thigh, reminding you of the very reason why you were in this predicament.

"I've been thinking about getting you pregnant constantly," he whispered, his hands roaming over your body. "I can't get enough of you, baby."

“C-Cho’ need it inside…please…” you felt your worries melt away as you surrendered to his touch. You’ve thought about it too, desperately, and he made sure you were gonna get just that. Your clothes falling to the floor, as you kissed and touched each other without plan.

Choso positioned himself between your legs, looking deep into your eyes.

"I've been missin’ her," he said, stroking your thighs. "Seems like she missed me too,"

“Mnh—don’ tease Cho’….”

“H-Hah, how am i s’posed to say no to that?” positioning his throbbing dick at the entrance of your soaked pussy he slowly thrusted forward.

Both of you gasped as you felt yourself being stretched and filled by his inconsiderable length. He paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of being sheathed in your tightness.

"You like that, pretty?" earning a moan from the depths of your throat—meeting his thrusts with eager hips.

"Y-Yes…!," you whispered, licking your lips. "I love it—f-fuck me, Cho’. Make me a mommy…mngha"

Choso began to move, sliding in and out of you with long, deep strokes. He watched as his cock disappeared inside you, only to emerge glistening and slick. You threw your head back, moaning loudly as your whole body trembled with pleasure.

Choso fucked your worries and stress as they melt away. You loved the way he made you feel—wanted, desired, and absolutely worshiped.

His breath was hot against your neck as he whispered dirty words of encouragement. "T-That’s it pretty, take it all, mnguh—” he grunted. "Your pussy feels s-suh good, s-squeezin’ my dick. m’ gonna cum so deep inside you..."

You knew you shouldn't encourage his reckless behavior, but in that moment, you couldn't bring yourself to care. You just wanted to feel him cum inside of you.

"C-Uhm for me, cho—ngh!” you begged. "Wan’uh feel it deep in my womb!”

“Oh f-fuck, she’s milking me so tight baby…mmmphn!” with a guttural groan, Choso obeyed, pushing deep till his load shot inside of you, his cock pulsating in the process.

His cum was seeping out of you and pushing you over the edge yet again. Crying his name like it was your first word, your pussy surrendering around him, savoring the last drop of his exhausted cock.

“Mmgnh—you’re so pretty like this, stuffed full of my b-babies…shit..”

GOJO SATORU

ring ring ring ring

You paced around the kitchen anxiously awaiting for Satoru to pick up the call.

You were one week late for your period, and while dealing with Satoru physically trained you to be prepared with plan b at all times, this time it finally failed.

Satoru knew how to pull out sure, it’s the fact that he just never really wanted too. Yeah he loved watching his cum drip off your tits, painting your body, or slipping off his tip and resting on your tastebuds. He’s just much rather watch your tight pussy struggling to hold in his cum from leaking out.

He'd continuously rearrange your insides and clean up any mess he left behind. Satoru won't acknowledge that he has occasionally wondered what you would look like if you were carrying his child. Your love handles would get doughier than usual, and your nipples, hard and lactating, the whole concept made him ignore the negative aspects. And while having a child is a blessing, his life's ambition was to have one with you.

Every time he saw your pussy strain to contain his cum, he secretly hoped that one day you would fall pregnant in order to bring downfall on your plan b pills. It’s not as if they were safe for you anyways, right?

What trouble could one child bring…

“Satoru? hello?”

“Yes, my love?”

There’s a moment of calm static on the other end of the line.

“I missed my period by a week, it didn’t even hit me until I looked at the calendar.”

“Really? Are you sure?” with a smile that defies words, he asks.

"Yes, I'm sure—" you say, opening your mouth to let out a frustrated sigh, "and a little worried, too."

“Hey, don’ be scared, this could be a good thing. Can you imagine? A little one who has your beauty and my charm?”

“Satoru…” you groan.

“I know it’s a lot to take in, but I want you to know that i’m here for you, no matter what. We’ll figure this out together, okay?” trying to soothe your anxieties he speaks again, “Why don’ you use my card and get a test?”

“So what happens if it’s positive?”

“Then we can figure out the rest. If not, then my answer still stands.”

Before you speak, there's a pause during which you can hear his students' soft voices blending momentarily with the call's background noise, taking it as a sign the calls about to end. “I guess I’ll take one."

“Atta girl, look, I have to go but I love you and I'll see you when I get home ‘kay?”

“Alright, I love you too, toru’ bye.”

beep beep beep—

Unusually quiet, the house remained hushed after you hung up. the next few hours, feeling like your mind was against you, terrible thoughts creeping in your head.

It felt like there was a war with your heart and mind that made your gut queasy.

All you could think about were the amount of things that could go wrong. What if something happens that causes you to lose the baby? What if having a baby starts to hinder Satoru’s life outside of you? There’s too much at risk you thought.

You pick up Satoru's credit card and use it while you scroll through your favorite online grocery store. The familiar layout of the website distracting you with certainty to the whirlwind of emotions you’re experiencing.

You add your favorite snacks, the ones that always manage to lift your spirits. As you browse through the website, you remember the most important item - the pregnancy test. within a few more clicks, the test is added to your cart.

Once you’ve reviewed the order, you proceed to checkout. you enter Satoru’s card details, and with a final click, the order is placed. A sense of relief washes over you. Now, all you have to do is wait.

As you wait for the delivery, you decide to take a shower. The idea of the warm water feels comforting against your nerves.

Dropping your towel as you stepped onto the ceramic flooring—turning on the shower head quickly after, you let out a sigh as the streams of water began to run down your face.

You tried to calm yourself, letting the water wash away the tension in your position. The shower becoming a sanctuary, a place where you can let your guard down and just be.

You lose track of time as the water envelops down, each droplet echoing your heartbeat.

The steam fills the bathroom, creating a soothing atmosphere. As you let your thoughts wander, thinking about the future, about Satoru, and about the possible life growing inside you.

Until hearing the front door open and close—pulling you from your daze. Signaling, Satoru was home.

A few moments later, you could hear him dropping his keys on the nightstand in your shared room. Then quietly making his way to the bathroom and without a word, eventually joining you in the shower.

"Satoru—" you started, but he cut you off.

“How do you feel now?" he asked, his voice gentle.

You hesitated for a moment before answering, "Um, alittle better, anything new happen at work?”

Satoru looked at you, his eyes soft but serious. "Don’t try changin’ the subject," he said, his tone firm.

You looked at him, surprised by his intensity, "M’ not, Satoru. m’ just... trying to process everything."

His head resting against your neck, as he caved his large frame behind you. “Some things you don’t need to process alone y’know,”

You didn't respond to him. the sounds only the shower provides, shooting streams that drench you both equally. "I just don't want this to get in the way of your work," you confess, turning to face him.

As the water continued to cascade down, Satoru gently cupped your face, his thumb tracing your cheek. His gaze was intense, filled with a mix of emotions - concern, anticipation, and most importantly, love. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead, a silent promise of his unwavering support. “Would’ve had a different reaction if I didn’t want this, you know that right?”

He cut you off before you could even reply, leaning in - to capture your lips with his. It was a gentle kiss, filled with passion. The romantic tension between you two was palpable, the air in the shower becoming steamy. But it was a sweet kind of tension, one that spoke volumes about the depth of your feelings for each other.

As you pulled away, you looked into Satoru’s eyes, clouded by his lust and love for you–now reflecting back to yours. “Do I need to show you just how much I want this baby?”

"Depends, how would you go about doing that, hmm?"

“You tell me baby,” with a sly grin, Satoru wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him, pressing his body against yours in the steamy shower. His hands roamed skillfully up and down your body, caressing and exploring your every curve and contour.

You let out a soft moan as his lips found the nape of your neck, and you tilted your head back, melting into his touch. "I think–I have a pretty good idea of how you're going to show me," you breathed, your voice husky with temptation.

Satoru's eyes glinted mischievously as he smiled, “Then you must know what I want you to do.”

You could feel how much Satoru wanted you, and to say you wanted him back was an understatement.

You gave in to his request without thinking twice, bending over and exposing yourself to him, spreading yourself just like he wanted. His hands settled softly on your hips as he drew you in, admiring the way you had yourself on show for him, relishing in the beauty of your form.

His cock rested heavily as he chided against your pussy. He cautiously grounded your lower body while stroking your clit with his tip moving it back and forth.

“Mmmn–toru’”

“Aww…so wet f’me already?” he chuckles, breathy grunts in between.

“I-Its just the water mgnh…!–”

Satoru traversed himself beneath you and stepped in between your legs, gently separating them. you sighed softly as his fingers probed your warm folds and you felt an electric current flow through every nerve in your body.

He spoke in your ear, his deep voice resonating through you, "Whatever helps you sleep at night sweetheart,’’

Satoru put his hands on your hips and moved slowly at first, taking in every part of your body as he made his way inside. He picked up the pace, driving deeper and harder into you with each thrust, making you gasp at the feeling of him filling you up. “Ooh–fuck toru’ t’s too much..”

“Nothin’ you can’t handle mmmhmm- isn’t that right?” pleasure filled every inch of your body, and Satoru's eyes were fixed on yours, mirroring your own yearning. with each passing second that went by, you could feel the pressure inside of you growing.

“–Mgnhmm, I can- toru’ fuck! I can handle it…!”

“Baby–shit…your cunt’s s-swallowin’ me baby fuhck—no wonder you missed your period..”

Your bodies well submerged in the soaking shower, Satoru pumped into you with all he could, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Making you cry out in exhilaration—begging him to make you cum–telling him how good he was making you feel.

“Y-Yeah? gonna c-cum too pretty…fuck! ughn, cum on my cock like you mean in baby…wanna feel them walls spasmin’” he panted. his fingers, tight on your face, drawing you nearer as he gave you a heated kiss.

Satoru kept thrusting into you, his pace growing more erratic as you both were ready to cum, your lips never daring to leave each other. you were lost in pleasure, just as much as he was. relishing the feeling of his hard body pressed against yours, the sensation of his firm hands holding you tight.

“Mmmnuph!–toru’ pleash m’ cummin’!”

Satoru looked into your eyes intensely, whispering sweet nothings as his hand caressed your face. "You did s-so good, baby," he murmured, "Your lil hole’ so full of my cum mmmh." his voice was laced with adoration.

“You look so beautiful,” his eyes ran over you, softly. "Honna look even better with my baby in your belly, aren’tcha?" Satoru whispered in your ear.

“Oh hush…Satoru.”

“Jus’ sayin,” he smiled widely.

Just as you and Satoru were reveling in the afterglow of your shared orgasm, there was a loud ring from your front door, startling you both out of your passionate daze.

ding-dong

“What the hell?” Satoru groaned against your neck.

“Oops–I forgot about the groceries I ordered earlier.” you sighed, causing Satoru to chuckle at your antics. “I'll get them for you baby, just get cleaned up.”

GETO SUGURU

You both had been trying for a while now, and each month brought a mix of hope and disappointment. But he never let it bring you down.

He’d fuck your worries away if it mean’t you’d never have doubt - and hell, he did it anyway.

These past nights ending with you being fucked out on his cock–struggling to keep up with his endurance for hours. He’d come home and fuck you, wake up in the morning and fuck you, finish dinner and fuck you. He’d fill you so good, he was sure your pussy was a supervillain—sucking his orgasm straight from his soul.

You knew these things take time, and so did he. But, Geto on the other hand—was more than happy, getting to fuck you relentlessley every night, having a reason ignore your whimpers for him to give you a moment, only for him to remind you, “We have to make sure you get pregnant baby, isn’t that what you wanted? To grow my child in your lil’ womb hmm?”

And after those same nights, you would lay in bed with Geto, his arms wrapped around you, whispering sweet words of encouragement after he just fucked you unwalkable.

“We'll get there, baby,” he would say, pressing soft kisses to your forehead. “We just need to be patient.”

You were both lounging around the house, enjoying the lazy day. Geto was reading a book while you were trying to decide what to make for dinner. opening the fridge, you sighed.

“Sugu’, we’re out of almost everything,” you called out, staring at the nearly empty shelves.

Geto looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow. “Really? I thought we just went shopping,” he replied, setting his book down and walking over to join you.

You shrugged, stepping aside to let him see for himself. “Guess we forgot to pick up a few things,” you said, watching as he scanned the contents of the fridge.

Geto hummed in agreement, closing the fridge door. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?” he said, turning to look at you. “How about we go to the store? We can pick up what we need and maybe grab something for dinner too.”

You nodded, appreciating his willingness to help out. “Sounds like a plan, Sugu’,” you replied, grabbing your wallet and keys. “Let's go.”

He picked up a shopping cart as soon as you both entered the store and began navigating the aisles. Geto took the lead, pushing the cart while you walked beside him, a shopping list in hand.

After getting most of the things you needed, it came time to check out.

Unbeknownst to Geto, you had secretly picked up a pregnancy test and slipped it into the basket. Your heart racing as the cashier picked up the test, scanning it without a second glance. You held your breath, wondering if Geto had noticed. But he remained silent, paying for the items and chatting casually with the cashier.

The sun was starting its slow descent, casting a warm golden glow through the kitchen window as you returned home.

Your heart was pounding in your chest, a secret hidden within those shopping bags you carefully placed on the counter. You busied yourself, unpacking the groceries, your hands slightly shaking as you tried to appear calm and collected. But Geto, ever observant, noticed your nervous energy from across the room.

He watched you for a moment, a knowing look in his eyes, before quietly making his way over. Sliding his arms around your waist, he pulled you back against his chest, his palms roaming across your hips, caressing the curves of your body. You let out a soft gasp as his touch sent a jolt through you.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing your ear as he whispered, his warm breath tickling your skin, "Wanna tell me what this is all about, baby?"

You froze, your heart pounding in your ribs. Of course, he had seen the pregnancy test. "I just wanted to be sure, Sugu’," you replied, your voice soft and hesitant. "I didn't want to get your hopes up." his hands stilled on your hips and you could feel his eyes on you as he waited for you to turn and face him.

"Why didn't you tell me, sweetheart?" Geto asked, his voice gentle and full of understanding. "We've been hoping for this. I know it's a big deal, but we're in this together." his palms were gentle as they slid up your stomach, his thumbs brushing the underside of your breasts.

"No secrets, remember?" he murmured, his lips now placing soft kisses along your jaw.

Turning in his arms, you found yourself face-to-face with him, his eyes searching yours. "I know, and I'm sorry," you whispered, your worries melting away under the intense gaze.

His hands continued their exploration, sliding up your thighs now, drawing you closer against him so you could feel his cock against your belly. "Let me make it up to you," you breathed, your eyes dropping to his lips.

without another word, you dropped to your knees in front of him, running your hands up his powerful thighs. you could feel his eyes on you as you undid his belt, your heart pounding with anticipation.

His hands kneading the back of your neck as you pulled his zipper down, freeing his thick, hard cock. You paused for a moment, looking up at him, before taking the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head, tasting his pre-cum.

A soft groan escaped his lips as you took more of him into your mouth, slowly working your way down his length. Your hands rested on his thighs for support as you took him deeper, your nose nuzzling his pubic bone. He filled your mouth completely, and you relaxed your throat, taking him all the way down, your lips brushing his balls.

He let out a sharp breath, his hands tightening in your hair. "Fuuuck, baby, that feels so good," he grunted, his hips beginning to move gently, thrusting slowly into your wet, warm mouth.

You looked up at him, your eyes smoldering, as you began to bob your head, sucking and licking, taking pleasure in your power over him.

He tasted so good, and you wanted to pleasure him, to show him how much you cared. You slid your hands up his thighs, gripping his ass, pulling him deeper into your throat as you moaned softly around him.

His movements became more urgent, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth with a wet, sucking sound.

"Keep goin’ princess," he grunted, his hips stuttering as he held you in place, his cock thrusting deep into your throat. you relaxed and took him, your nails digging into his thighs as he began to cum, spurting hot and salty into your throat.

“Mmgnhguk–!” you swallowed around him, milking him with your mouth, drawing out his orgasm. as his hips stilled, you slowly pulled off him, licking your lips, a satisfied smile on your face.

He ran a hand through his hair, his eyes clouded with wanting. "That was…that was amazing, baby. But now, I needa’ to taste you." he pulled you up, crushing his lips to yours, kissing you deeply, passionately, tasting himself on your tongue.

His hands roamed your body, cupping your tits, squeezing and teasing your nipples through your shirt. You moaned into his mouth, your hands fumbling with his buttons, needing to feel skin on skin. “Mmngh–Sugu’..”

He broke the kiss, breathing heavily, as guided you onto the counter, spreading your legs. As he knelt before you, his eyes hot as he pulled your pants down, revealing your wet, eager pussy. "So fucking gorgeous," he murmured, his breath hot against your sensitive skin as he leaned in, placing a soft kiss on your inner thigh.

You let out a soft whimper, anticipation coiling tight within you. Then - his tongue was on you, licking slow and deep, teasing your clit, making you squirm.

His hands gripped your knees, holding you in place as he feasted, sucking and lapping at your sweetness.

“Su-Suguru…mmnh!” you moaned his name, your hands tangling in his hair, holding him against you as your hips bucked gently.

"Mmm, you taste so fucking good," he hummed against your pussy, sending vibrations through you as his tongue delved deep, then circled your sensitive clit.

"Cum for me, baby, I want to feel you cum, fuckin’ need it baby." his fingers now joined, two of them sliding inside you, curling and stroking that magic spot deep within your pussy.

You cried out, your body tightening around his fingers as your orgasm hit. He held you through it, his tongue relentless, lapping at your juices as you rode out the waves of pleasure.

"That's it, baby, let go f’me," he mumbled, his voice a soft purr. As the tremors began to subside, he slowed, placing gentle kisses along your sensitive slit. Leaving you panting, your body sated, a satisfied smile on your face as you looked down at him.

He stood, both of his palms facing flat by your sides, kissing you deeply. "You did so good, pretty girl." he smirked against your mouth, his hands holding you close. "I could say the same to you handsome," you grinned back, pressing your lips to his.

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a smutty joel imagine with him saying, “you’re in trouble doll”

Pairing: dbf!Joel Miller x f!reader

summary: Joel, your dad's best friend, has pissed you off once again for his constant fear of your father finding out about you, so you decide to make him jealous, only he doesn't take it as well as you expected... or maybe exactly as you had

warnings: jealousy, he grabs you by the neck at one point, possessive!Joel smut| a bit of thigh riding, unprotected p in v sex, creampie, she calls him daddy ONCE bc I need to cut back on the daddy kink it's becoming a problem, kind of exhibitionism, and unnecessary feelings cause i can never fucking write a story where they're just fucking for some reason

You were flirting good

The way you only did when you weren't really interested, when it was just a game, when you were bored, or perhaps... in the mood for taunting someone

Maybe someone who was across the backyard, his hazel eyes burning a hole into the back of your head as he gripped his beer hard enough to shatter it, his head nodding slowly at whatever your dad was saying, but his thoughts only to you, only to that little asshole who had his hand on your cheek- on his girl

"I'd forgotten how funny you are" you said, after falling into a more than exaggerated laughing fit at one of Kaleb's miserable jokes.

He grinned with that smile guys have when they think they have it in the bag, when they’re already picturing you in their bed

As if

“Tell you what, I'm even funnier in front of a drink,” he said, his eyes glinting with victory “you free tonight?”

But before you could respond, a very much non-friendly voice barked from beside you

"she's not"

Joel looked even hotter than usual with that t-shirt clinging to his toned biceps and pecs, and the way he was looking at Kaleb... he looked ready to kill, and fuck if that didn't make him even hotter

"Tommy needs your help on the grill, I'm takin' a break" he nodded toward his brother, giving the guy a chance to scramble before he had to punch him in the face

"now?" Kaled wined, his gaze trailing to you, as if counting on the understanding of another man of what he was interrupting

"Now."

There was no room for negotiating, and the guy finally got it, sighing loudly before nodding

"Fine, I'll catch you later then," he smiled, watching you reciprocate, before he started for the grill

You squinted your eyes against the sun as you looked up at Joel, making a show of rolling your eyes as he gave you that stern, angry look he was always so good at giving

"Cockbloker"

You didn't wait for whatever smart retort he was gonna send your way as you turned around and started making your way into the house,

only of course, he was right behind you, closing the glass door to the kitchen with a loud thud

"you're in trouble doll"

again, you could only roll your eyes as you opened the fridge to look for what you didn't even know

The party of people just outside the windows was loud, but his steps as he stalked to you were the only thing you could hear

"I'm talking to you"

You could hear the restraint in his voice, almost feel it oozing off of him, the way you were getting under his skin, the way he was controlling his own rage

And when you only sighed, still not acknowledging his presence... then his self-control slipped, and his hand had forced the fridge to fly shut, the bottles rattling inside.

maybe this will get your attention

And it did, you turned to him, a bored, stoic look on your face

"what do you think you're doing?" he hissed, his jaw ticking

"what?" you cocked a brow "I'm not allowed to talk to people anymore?"

The way he tilted his head, flames of anger lighting his eyes as he took a step towards you made you want to get down on your knees and suck him off right there and then... but then again, you were supposed to make him pay

"Don't give me that bullshit" he growled "That wasn't just talking, there's only one thing that guy was after and you know it"

You scoffed, taking a step closer to him in affront

"so?" you asked, raising your brows "What I was after the same thing Joel?" you argued "You know, since you're so scared of my dad finding out... since you're always saying I should find someone more age-appropriate, I figured... why not Kaleb?"

Oh he was fuming

"At least he's not scared of my dad" you mocked "At least he wouldn't have to sneak out of my house after he's done fucking me-"

you didn't even see him move, the only thing you felt, was the back of your head hitting the fridge, and seconds after, his hand gripping your throat, and only then did you hear the gasp fleeing your throat

he had moved you to the other side of the fridge so that from outside, no one could see your dad's bestie choking his daughter without so much of a hair of second thought.

"If he even tries to come near you" his face was but an inch from yours "He won't have a dick to fuck you with sweetheart, got it?"

What did he think? That he was gonna scare you? please

You snorted, your mouth twitching in a smirk

"You don't own me Joel" you only purred "I can fuck who I want"

The snarl he let out was nothing but predatory

"You think that fucking guy's the right one for you?" he asked, his right leg in between yours, the top of his thigh dangerously close to your core

"you think that little asshole's gonna make you come?" his breath was ghosting your mouth, but he ducked lower, murmuring against your ear now

"You think Kaleb's gonna fuck you better than I do?"

Although shivers were running down your spine, you chuckled, as you murmured "Maybe"

He groaned, his thigh immediately going to your center, rubbing against your clit as his fingers tightened on your throat.

"say that again" he challenged, his voice rough and throaty

"what," you grinned, "you think you're some kind of sex god or something?"

The fact that he could hear all the little whimpers you were swallowing down your throat didn't help your case

"Have you forgotten already about all the times you were begging for my cock sweetheart?" he teased, his jeans damping with your slick as you parted your mouth in pleasure "All the nights you spent screaming my name, mh?"

His warm words felt so good on your neck, and his leg... if he kept at it you might just fall apart like that

"you think another man can do that for you?" his eyes were boring into yours now, his hand forcing you to meet his gaze

And when you didn't answer, the same smug grin on you, he understood what he needed to do

"You need a little reminder, 's that it?"

And just like that, you had exactly where you wanted him.

If he was aware that this was your plan all along, he didn't show it, probably because you had turned his brain into a jealous angry heap.

He watched the way you bit your bottom lip, the same way he's seen you do thousands of times before, need pooling in your iris and panties at the same time

"ah that's it, isn't it?" he growled, his right hand going to squeeze your ass "my dirty girl needs me to remind her who's the only man that can make her feel good huh?"

And fuck it, but you were already palming the bulge at the front of his pants

"whose cock she needs to be filled with" he smirked, watching your pretty eyes fall to his mouth

"then I guess I just have to, don't I?"

His lips were on yours faster than you could blink, his mouth ravenous and hungry as much as his tongue, which was exploring every inch of you as if he needed to have all of you, right there, right now.

You felt his hand leave your neck and seconds after your ear picked up his zipper getting undone and then he was picking you up and he was hastily freeing his cock from his boxers and-

It was all so fucking fast- he felt like a man possessed

For this much talk of you being the one to need a reminder, it looked like it was him the only one to need this

And maybe it was because seeing you talking to that guy made him see red, or maybe because it had been more than 24 hours since he had a taste of you and missed you more than anything, or maybe... maybe he was just starting to realize that it wasn't the 24 hours, and it wasn't Kaleb, but it was you, it had always been you, with that smart mouth and that smug attitude and your determination and kindness and beauty and fuck- this had never been just fuking- he could never just be having sex with you, he wanted to have you, all of you, not just like this, but in public, in front of everyone, in front of Kaleb and you pissed off dad- he wanted to- to bring you on a proper date and pay the bill and only then fuck you so good you forgot your name- he wanted, he wanted everything, he wanted you, completely.

"You know anyone could come in here at any moment right?" you asked breathlessly as you leaned away, your lips swollen already

He had you propped against the part of the fridge facing the wall, so you were hidden from the outside, but anyone could have just taken a closer look, or come into the kitchen for a fresh beer and caught you just as he railed into you... and he couldn't have fucking cared less

"What, you scared?"

And the way you smiled- the way you smiled was enough to make a grown man drop to his knees in an instant

"fuck me, daddy"

God fucking damn him, but he might just be in love

"Jesus fucking Christ doll"

He didn't let you laugh at him before he had pounced into you with one hard and deep thrust, his mouth crushing into yours simultaneously to drown out that clamorous moan he already knew was coming from your throat

He didn't let you get used to him, he only started fucking up into you like he needed to split you in half, like he needed to get deeper into you that he'd ever been.

He was grunting with each push, and you could faintly hear the fridge beside you move in tandem with his movements, but you couldn't have cared less about worrying whether or not it could be seen from outside.

he hit a particularly deep spot inside of you and just as you were about to cry out like a mad woman, his hand was on your mouth, shutting you up for good

"you let another guy touch this fucking pussy and they're dead" his eyes were just as brutal as his thrusts, although a veil of harrowing honesty lay beneath them

He was being serious, he needed you to know that

"got it?" he asked, your mind only half listening as your walls tightened around him "It's fucking mine" he purred, the hand he had on your waist tight enough to bruise "You're fucking mine," he said, "all of you"

You swore you felt pain underneath the anger in his voice

"I don't care what you say, I'm the only one that can make you come, 'm the only one who can touch you or fuck you or- or fucking take you out to dinner- got it?"

If it were any other moment you would have teased him, but this... there was something too precious- too honest about this

"yes" you whimpered into his palm,

And that sent him straight to fucking heaven, he couldn't help but relieve your lips of his hand and kiss you again, kiss you with every inch of life he had in him

"You're mine" he breathed, both of you breathing so heavily you were nearly hyperventilating

"I'm yours Joel" you promised, your core wisting and tuning as he drilled you closer and closer to the edge "I'm yours" you repeated, watching what it did to him, the relief plastered onto his face, the want only multiplying in his pace "only yours- all of me-"

"that's right" he breathed, his skin slapping with yours "My pussy, my body, my girl" he purred "You're mine, doll"

And just like that, he had pushed you over the edge, watching you fall apart closely before he couldn't help but follow suit, kissing you as he silenced both your moans, bottling them up inside of him, so he could never forget them, forget this.

You opened your eyes to find his already on you, so many unspoken words, feelings, hopes in them, and you couldn't help but smile, dropping your forehead to his as he settled you back onto the ground

"That was- wow" you sighed, still grinning like a kid "I should make you jealous more often"

"Please don't" he begged, his fingers drawing circles on your waist as you kissed him again, smiling softly onto his lips

You needed to talk, about what happened, about what this was, about everything... but as you both leaned away, a mutual understanding passed through you

Later

"You should get back out there" you murmured, although halfheartedly.

the prospect of moving away from his embrace felt like hell right now

"what about you?" he asked, his nose nuzzling against yours

"I gotta clean myself up"

"I could help"

You rolled your eyes playfully as a small laugh flowed through you

"Joel" you said, still smiling "go"

And so even if his whole mind, body, and soul were fighting against it, he did, kissing you one last time before he leaned away, fixed himself up, and looked at you one more time, before walking out of the kitchen and into the backyard

And as if on cue that fucking asshole had to come in and ruin his fucking vibe

"Hey, where's y/n? I've been looking for her" Kaleb asked, walking up to him.

Joel didn't even try to be nice, he didn't even bother with that "count to ten before answering" bullshit Sarah was always telling him about

"She's not interested, and if I see you even just looking her way ever again, I am going to kill you Kaleb, understand?"

To say the guy was taken aback was the understatement of the century

His eyes widened so much he didn't even look like himself

"w-what the fuck?" he spat "Where is she, I need to t-"

"she's in the bathroom" Joel cut him off, pure rage and annoyance in his voice, in his stare "cleaning my come off of herself"

Kaleb stumbled back, literally now

"w-wha-"

"I told you buddy" Joel said simply "she's not interested"