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#PATHETIC MEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!
fbfh · 1 year
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as with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+ no but the scene where dave's all dejected and he flops onto his bed and curls up in a little ball wallowing in his self loathing. he looks all pretty and weepy and you just know he's touch starved. how easy would it be to just go over and cuddle him a little. he needs to be the small spoon sometimes. dave feels the bed dip and he can smell your sweet scent as you get closer to him. he feels all warm where your skin touches his, and even as shitty as he feels right now, you still make him all dizzy and heady and distracted. "hey handsome," you murmur before pressing a kiss to his ear. he lets out a shuddering, jagged sigh at the contact. "rough day?" he squeezes his eyes shut, nodding. he doesn't know how you can read his mind like that, but he's so grateful, relieved he doesn't have to bring it up. your hand traces over his chest idly as he manages to tell you the short, less embarrasing version of what happened. you coo and hum in response, pressing more warm, dizzying kisses to his ear and jaw and neck. it keeps making him lose his train of thought but he doesn't want you to stop. your hand moves down to his stomach, and his sentance peters off into a little whine. "you did your best," you tell him, punctuating it with a kiss. you tell him everything he needs to hear, that being a superhero takes practice, he's doing a really good job, the fact that he's trying at all is what's important, he's only going to get better from here. your words and your touch soothe him in a way he's only imagined before now. you praise him and kiss him as your hand moves lower. by the time you start palming him throught the material of his suit, he's whimpering and whining with heavy, shuddering breaths at every touch. "o-oh god," he chokes out softly, eyes fluttering closed at the way you squeeze and stroke his painfully hard cock so casually while kissing his cheek and telling him how good he did today. he's a pretty crier, which you notice as tears prickle in the corner of his eyes, and you kiss away the ones that slip out. you're everything he's ever wanted, you're every wet dream and dirty thought. you're the sweet ones too, the ones about being held and loved and seen. appreciated. it makes it feel so much better than when he does it himself. even just with your hand, it feels incomparably better. he gets louder and his breathing gets heavier as you get him closer and closer to release with very little effort. he doesn't know how you can always read his mind like this, but he loves that you can, that you knew some kisses and a hand job and you are exactly what he needed.
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howmanyheartaches · 7 years
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This is my contribution for docholligay’s BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA BROTP CONTEST HEY Y’ALL PLEASE JOIN IN!!!
Big shout-out to ARLHT who came up with this story (I insisted on the prompt “Double Date” – in the “Sailor Moon” category of course) – it fits so nicely into Doc’s love for amusement parks, so here we go!
 On a rare occasion
 It is good to have a friend. A friend who is always there for you. To pick you up when you’re down. To measure your powers against …
It was a tale as old as time: two over-ambitious blondes met with their significant others in an amusement park, left them somewhere and almost forgot about them, decided to make each other frozen yoghurts and eat all of it in a challenge.
All in the name of honor, of course.
Mina rubbed the insides of her hands together. Oh, this was easy! All she needed to assembly was the healthiest toppings offered and Haruka would not dare to touch them.
But midway while sprinkling some peach juice on top of a few slices of apple, she stopped. Damn, that stuff was sweet! Haruka would totally eat it!
And also, as butch as she was, but that bitch did like to eat a salad.
Frustrated, she almost let the filled cup with frozen yoghurt drop to the floor. Whilst deeply in thoughts, the blonde did not notice that Haruka had stolen herself away. Mina even found herself biting her well-manicured fingernails with her signature glitter nail polish – she was dead serious about winning and now concerned about losing.
The usually confident leader of the Senshi managed to put some pieces together that yelled “Granny sweets!” from afar, but she was also pretty sure that Haruka’s grandma had actually given those sweets to her. All in all, Mina swore to herself never to do a foodie challenge again. And she should have known better after the great Chicken Wings Inccident from last year. Maybe Rei was right after all – she really was stupid.
She almost dropped the cup a second time, when Haruka showed up directly behind her, bending down to whisper in her ear: “Time is up!”
“Lesbian, get away from me”, but Mina jumped back, just in case Haruka didn’t do as told, as Haruka never did as told. Badly trained by that seer. A shame.
“Oh, I see you are scared that you are going to lose!”
Minako could hear a little girl asking “Mom, why are these women yelling?”, but yelled nevertheless: “Swap!”
They swapped the cups as commanded. And then Mina saw for the first time what Haruka Tenoh, Sailor Uranus, Princess of Uterus, was truly capable of.
“This is not allowed!”
“So you have the guidebook of the Grand Challenge Tour De Amusement Park?” This was a rhetoric question. If anyone was going to write a pamphlet, it was surely Haruka.
“This is not the official title!”
“There is no guidebook!!”
Mina took a deep breath. She could do it. She could eat the DAMN PICKLES that Haruka had organized from the hot dog booth next door.
Only that she hated pickles.
Which Haruka knew.
They had been to McDonald’s too often. Freaking Haruka and her freaking 20 pieces of Chicken McNuggets.
And Mina was very certain she would hate pickles even more ON TOP OF FROZEN YOGHURT. More deep breaths followed. Minako, you can do it. You are a fabulous warrior princess.
Two minutes later, she could hear the little girl saying “Yuck, one of these women is now puking!” while Mina threw up in a trashcan outside of the froyo shop.
“Don’t you like it, Mina? I made that all for you and only you!”
Mina pressed your eyes together. She would have screamed for revenge, if her mouth wasn’t occupied differently.
 * * *
 “Didn’t you swear to yourself to never do a foodie challenge again?”
“I would never do such a thing, Tenoh, besides, this is a speed challenge.”
Mina pointed her chin at the little girl that had supervised her fall at the frozen yoghurt shop, while taking Haruka’s cotton candy from the candy man: “Ah look, there she is, that girl said you’re her hero for wearing men’s slacks!”
As Haruka looked in the pointed direction, Mina made use of the little medallion that Rei had once given to her. The salt inside was supposed to keep ghosts away, in reality Mina was happy to have it during breakfast. But not only eggs sunny-side-up needed the material Michiru was made of! With her medallion emptied, she handed Haruka the cotton candy that was color-wise a rainbow tribute.
She secretly thanked Rei for her thoughtful gift, well knowing, that Rei would not take that tribute. This morning though, she had been happy to see Mina wearing it with her pink crop top and matching Daisy Dukes. It was a nice memory, to see Rei happy – but it would be even nicer to also end this day with winning against her best friend. She could barely do while doing sports – and when they all played beach volleyball, Haruka was always on her team. They were slaying together – Haruka mostly because Michiru liked watching her in her beach volleyball outfit. But now it was time to slay Haruka.
Haruka accepted it, still thinking another person on this planet would enjoy her get-up made off cargo pants and a Hawaii shirt: “Oh, so you think you can beat the wind?”
“Shut up, air pump, and put.that.countdown.down.”
Haruka did as told – for once! - with her BB8-cased smartphone. She seemed eager to start, with the tempting smell of cotton candy in the air: “Okay. Ready. Steady. Go.”
And as the eating contest kicked off, Haruka dug into her colorful pile of cotton candy – only to emerge with her face all warped.
“I can’t eat this”, she declared grossed-out.
Mina smirked, strutting off with her own delicious pink cotton candy: “And the master becomes the student …”
 * * *
 “Haruka, love, I certainly don’t have to remind you of the fact that it is very hard to get a decent wine in this resort, no? So, please toast with us.”
“Yeah, Mina, you’ve heard her too”, Rei tilted her head in Michiru’s direction, staring at Mina. She was almost able to feel compassion for her girlfriend, who sat sunken into the fancy chair at the only luxurious restaurant in the whole amusement park.
“To this truly rare double date”, Michiru lifted her glass, as Haruka tried to grasp hers shaking. Rei could barely hide her laughter as she sat next to Michiru, ever the most elegant woman in any room, anywhere.
Three glasses clicked, because Mina, for the first time in her life, did not take any likening to alcohol at all – and had no shame of not hiding it.
“Minako, you look almost green-ish. Are you well?” Michiru looked at Mina piercingly and Mina didn’t believe for one second to be on Michiru’s mind even.
“You know damn well I’m not well, Ursula.” Mina rolled her eyes. She had felt better with the cotton candy, but had lost her draw at the “who lasts the longest at the roller coaster” point of the tour. Now, all she wanted to do was to vomit for the rest of her pathetic days, no matter how she usually ate her way through everything Michiru paid for.
“Michi, how was your day so far?” Haruka managed to ask, her mouth still aching from the dose of salt.
“Splendid. I always enjoy spending time with Rei, we had a nice walk through the flower exhibit”, Michiru smiled at Rei, which was being mirrored just as passive-aggressively back to her. It wasn’t a lie, but it hadn’t been a nice walk either, it had been a “Rei flames Mina like the firecracker she is, because she’s shocked that Mina of all people would abandon her in an amusement park” run (greenhorn mistake). Which Haruka overlooked in her first shock: “So you’re rather here with Rei than with me?!”
Michiru just smiled and didn’t say anything.
Haruka leaned in to Mina, almost eating a handful of Mina’s long hair by accident: “Mina, we have to abort.”
“Why, because you know you’re going to lose at the live action ghost train?” Because this was a done deal for Mina. So she leaned forward, letting her Kobe steak almost eat a handful of her hair as well.
“We’re going to the live action ghost train next!” She announced publicly, ignoring Haruka’s sudden flash of angst. Haruka was a lesbian after all.
“Oh, good for you! I know how you don’t get all worked up about bad actor’s performances at all“, Rei grinned.
“You’re such a courageous girl, honey”, Michiru cooed, putting a hand on Haruka’s. Haruka froze on the spot, her heart pounding so loud she was afraid Michiru could hear it.
This was no good.
But Mina did not see the signs.
It was too late to go back.
 * * *
 “World Shaking!”
“Rukruk, that was decoration made from cardboard!”
“But it looked … very realistic … I …”
“Shat your miniskirt? Do you really think people will believe the electricity we-”
“AAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Venus Love Me Chain!”
“Do you really think people will believe that a pipe broke as well? I’m wet!”
“That’s what she said!”
“That’s what I said because you destroyed a water effect and now I’m under water!”
“HELLO you were the one WHO SCREAMED! Did you really just freak out because of a spider made of plastic? Do you sissies make your weirdly-aging daughter carry out real, small spiders or the old lady that is living with you?”
“Please shut your pie-hole.”
“Most importantly – I won!” A V-sign was thrown in the total dark.
“You won? I won!”
“You said I won so I won!”
“If you’ve won and were not scared, why did you transform …?”
“I don’t want people to notice that Minako Aino is with a full on idiot.”
“So Sailor Venus is.”
“You agreed with me that you’re a full on idiot - so I won.”
 * * *
 Michiru loved these moments, when the lake was so quiet. Superficial as it was. But the sun was real and it was warming her up even underneath of her sprawling sunhat. They had waited for a stormy moment for their swan-shaped boot to be blown to the middle of the lake and now everything laid still, with the sun powering up again. It was perfect, especially with the pleasant company that was Rei Hino, after all these years.
Even with the smoke in the background, but the two of them were facing in a different direction, watching the Ferris wheel go round and round.
“Did you hear that?” Rei looked up from the cone of ice-cream Michiru had treated her to.
“Yes, my dear, it’s the sound of ‘we can finally go to a proper restaurant’.”
 * * *
 “At first I thought the handcart would clash with your dress, Rei, but it suits you”, Michiru complimented her best friend while gently touching her arm.
“Right? Target looks always good with a weak girlfriend in tow”, Rei didn’t even flatter Mina with a look at her. Her head held up high, she pulled the handcart that parents could rent for their kids to tug around - with the kind of confidence you could only have if you’ve grown up with Usagi Tsukino and Minako Aino.
“Can you maybe not try to kill me with your leg?” Mina complained at Haruka and her long limbs that were absolutely everywhere.
“You just tried to kill me in this tunnel of horror!”
“You did!”
“You did!”
Haruka finally sighed, giving in, but not able to move her leg away from Mina’s shoulder.
“Michiru, please don’t tell Seiya about this”, she whined.
“Oh, I thought you’d wanted me to snapchat this? I used Minako’s account specifically because she has such a following!”
Haruka shrieked.
“Come here, Tenoh”, Mina pulled Haruka’s foot in a tight embrace. Haruka groaned, but let her foot be some kind of massaged. Yes, it was good to have friends. Especially if you did not think about the fact that your wife needs the account details from your best friend to make fun of you.
And Mina won at last.
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