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Always seen you.

Pairing: Eddie x Insecure!Fem plus size reader x friend Elio

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A/N: Well hi there. Welcome back. This is the next part of my ongoing series. If you would like to catch up. You can click on the link above. I updated it after every post. So I have a little bit of a confession. I just heard Daughtry's cover of Separate Ways featuring Lzzy Hale a few weeks ago. And I just fell in love. I used the song in this part of the fic. So if you haven't heard it. I would recommend listening to it so that you can understand what was going through my head while writing. Also, I had an idea of adding a new character. So if you haven't seen Call Me By Your Name. Spoiler alert. As a small warning before the general warnings. This is going to be a little rough. I hope you enjoy. As always feedback is greatly appreciated. Kay love ya bye.

Warnings: 18+ language, fluff, angst, alcohol use, slight bullying, violence, mentions of blood, jealousy, arguing, mentions of sexual acts, smutish, slow burn and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: You finally got your guy. But something always gets in the way. Does true love conquer all?

Part 16

🎶🌈💔

The next morning you were up getting ready to head to the studio with the guys. You wanted to dress nice for lunch with Eddie after. So you put on a white sundress with yellow flowers all over. When you emerge from the bathroom Eddie beamed at you.

" Ready Angel?"

You nodded and went to follow him and the guys out.

Eddie held your hand." You look amazing…especially with those."

He gently ran his thumb over one of the deep purple bruises on your neck. You blushed making Eddie grin.

You lifted to your toes and kissed him on the cheek. " Thank you, love."

When you got in the studio Eddie was showing you around introducing you to everyone. Then a beautiful thin tall woman came in.

" Angel this is Mel. Mel this is y/n."

Mel?

" Hi there." Mel said, giving you a hug. " I've heard so much about you "

" Umm all good things I-I hope."

She let go of you and smiled. " Of course."

You looked at Eddie who was grinning down at you. You returned it with a thin lip smile. When she walked away Eddie pulled you away from the others.

" What's wrong baby?"

" Mel?"

" Yeah. It's short for Melanie."

You looked to the ground. " Oh…"

Eddie cupped your face." Hey. What is it?"

" Y-you never told me she was a woman. And that she was gorgeous."

Eddie understood what was going on in your head.

" Baby. I'm sorry. I just didn't think it was important. Besides, she's married."

That doesn't make me feel better.

Eddie saw that his words didn't help. " Stop it baby. You know I only want you…even if she wasn't married. She knows that you mean everything to me."

You tried to smile. But it didn't convince Eddie that you were okay.

" Baby? You know that everyone here thinks that we are married right?"

" But we're not."

" No, not yet. But we will be."

You nervously laughed. " You're too much Eds."

He wrapped his arms around you. " I'm serious…you're the only girl for me. And one day. Your last name will be Munson. Or if you want I can change my last name to yours."

This time your smile and laugh was genuine. " Eddieee."

" You like that? Eddie L/N. Yeah that has a good ring to it."

You giggled. " No. I like Munson. It would be an honor to take your last name."

He grinned down at you. " Really?"

You nodded, biting your lip.

" Angel, you can't bite your lip and look at me like that. You're gonna drive me mad."

You laughed again and apologized.

" I love you y/n."

" I love you too."

He was just about to kiss you when a group of girls walked in.

When Eddie saw Ava he held you tighter. She made eye contact with him and gave him a smirk.

Your eyes widened seeing how beautiful each and everyone of them were. Your insecurities came back. You pulled out of Eddie's embrace when a stunning brunette with piercing blue eyes walked up to you and Eddie.

" Hey there Edward. This must be the girl you were talking about."

Edward?

You cleared your throat and held out your hand. " Hi. I'm y/n."

She didn't even look at you. She kept her eyes on Eddie.

" I'm Ava."

You put your hand down when she didn't take it.

Eddie wrapped an arm around your waist and Ava's smirk got even bigger.

Ava finally looked down at you.

" I'm glad you came. I can't wait to work with Edward here…you're a very lucky girl." She said, putting a hand on Eddie's bicep and gave it a squeeze.

You gave her a thin lip smile. What you really wanted to do was smack her hand away and tell her to never touch him again. But you didn't. You didn't want to make a scene. So you stood quiet.

When she went into the recording booth Eddie turned you to look at him.

" I'm sorry. She's something else."

" It's okay. I umm just don't like the way she looks at you. Like she wants to eat you."

Eddie shuddered. He didn't like that either. When you felt that, you felt a little better about them working together. The look in Eddie's eyes gave him away. He was worried about how you felt.

" Baby I would never-"

You put your fingers on his very full lips." Shush. I know. I trust you."

You moved your hand to his chest as he moved your hair behind your ear. " You look really beautiful today."

" No you."

Eddie chuckled and gave you a sweet kiss.

" Okay Angel. Let me hurry up and get this over with so I can take the most beautiful girl in the world to lunch."

You nodded and gave him another kiss before he went into the room with the others. You found a seat and watched them get ready.

Everything started off so out of sync. And it took hours for them to find a rhythm. But once they did they all sounded amazing.

Lunch passed and they still weren't finished. Eddie kept looking over to you and mouthing I'm sorry. But you kept holding up your hand saying it was okay. Though it wasn't because you were starving.

You actually left for a little bit to pick up some subs for everyone with Lance.

When you got back you saw Ava touching Eddie again. He was trying to move away but she kept following him. Then she saw you and she backed off.

This bitch!

You started putting sandwiches on paper plates when Ava came out to get a drink of water. She came to you and laughed.

" I didn't know you doubled as an assistant." She snickered.

" No. I'm just being a good girlfriend. I know Ed's hungry."

She laughed again. " Well, aren't you sweet?"

It sounded more like an insult than a complement. But still not wanting to make a scene. You just kept working.

" You know. Edward is gonna be spending a lot of time with me. I hope that doesn't bother you."

You faked a smile. " No it doesn't."

" Really? If he were mine I wouldn't let him be alone with someone like me…guess you don't care."

Okay she was asking for it.

You turned to face her. " Well I'm not like you-"

She cut you off. " Clearly."

You took a deep breath to calm your anger. " Look. I get you guys have to work together. And you guys really sound good."

" We look good together too."

You sighed. " Okay. No. Get this straight. Eddie's in a relationship. A pretty serious one at that. So you can keep looking at him that way. But let me make myself perfectly clear. Eddie is with me. And if you don't back off. You and I will have a problem."

" I wouldn't dream of getting between you two."

You rolled your eyes and grabbed a plate for her. " I hope so."

You held out the sandwich to her.

" Uhh no thank you. I watch my weight." She leaned in and whispered. " Maybe you should too."

As much as you wanted to punch her lights out, that hurt you more than you cared to admit. She walked away and you glanced through the window catching Eddie's eye. You looked away quickly.

You wanted to cry. You even felt a prickle of tears coming. But someone else came to the table.

" She's a raging cunt."

You looked at another member of the band. She was a little thick but she was very beautiful.

" Hi. I'm Jan. Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier."

" Oh umm. No, I'm sorry. I'm y/n."

You guys shook hands.

" Is she always like that?" You asked.

" Yeah. But don't worry. She's just playing a game."

" That's not right."

" Yup. But seriously. Don't worry. We all know Eddie is off limits. She just likes testing those."

" I'll kick her ass if she tries anything."

Jan laughed. " Man, I would pay good money to see that."

You laughed too. " So you don't like her?"

" No, not really. But we've been in this band together for a long time. So I kinda just put up with her. "

" I see."

" Don't worry okay. I'll keep her away from him."

" You don't have to. I trust Eddie."

" Well that's good. But it doesn't hurt to have an extra pair of eyes looking out for you."

" Uhh yeah. Thanks."

You handed her some food.

" Thank you. So uhhh is umm Jeff seeing anyone?"

You looked at her then looked at Jeff who was staring her down.

" No. He's as single as they come."

" Cool." Jan smiled.

You grinned. They would actually look very good together.

Eddie came out and hugged you from behind.

" I'm gonna go talk to him. See if he wants to get a drink after." Jan took another plate and a pop for Jeff.

" What was that all about Angel?"

You turned around in his arms.

" Oh nothing. Jan seems to be into Jeff."

" Really?"

You nodded.

" Well that's cool. Jeff won't shut up about her."

You laughed. " Right."

Eddie kept looking at you.

" Are you okay?"

You kissed his nose " Better now."

" I'm sorry about lunch."

" Don't worry. I got your favorite."

" No tomato?"

" Of course."

" Aww you know me."

" Well duh. What kind of future wife would I be if I didn't know how you like your sandwich?"

Eddie smiled. " So we agree. You're gonna be my wife?"

" One day." You smiled again. Kissing his lips this time.

" Mmm. I can't wait to get you home." Eddie whispered in your ear after.

You caught a glimpse of Ava who had a sour look on her face watching you two.

That's right. He's mine.

…

Another couple of hours later the girls left. Eddie wanted to stay and work out how they were gonna work in the lyrics for their cover of Separate Ways.

They had worked out the instrumentals, but they didn't know how to work the words into it. Eddie looked frustrated. So you went into the booth and started massaging his hands.

" It doesn't sound good to me."

You thought for a minute.

" Okay hold on."

You stepped away and grabbed two stools.

" Here, sit down."

You both sat facing each other.

" Just sing it like normal." You said. " Gareth, please play the track."

Eddie looked at you and was wondering what you're doing.

" Just sing like we're in Gareth's garage again. There's no pressure. It's just you and me in here."

Eddie nodded while you continued to massage his wrist.

When the music played Eddie began. When it hit the chorus you sang with him. Not as loud as he was. But loud enough for everyone to hear.

🎵

Feeling that it's gone

Can't change your mind

If we can't go on to survive the tide

Love divides

Someday love will find you

Break those chains that bind you

One night will remind you

How we touched and went our separate ways

If he ever hurts you

True love won't desert you

You know I still love you

Though we touched and went our separate ways

🎵

" Hold on. Hold the phone." Eddie held up his hand motioning Gareth to stop the music.

" Baby. That sounds good. "

You smiled. " I umm I think it's a good idea for her to sing the chorus with you. Ava has this vocal fry that stands out against yours. I can't mimic it but-"

" No, it sounds good. Can we keep going?"

" Umm yeah. Okay."

Eddie motioned for Gareth to continue.

" Baby you sing the next part okay."

" Oh-okay."

The song started again and you guys re-did the chorus. When it was your turn you swallowed. You were actually very nervous. You started off a little low but then Eddie gave you a look and mouthed don't be shy. So you gave it your all.

🎵

Troubled times

Caught between confusion and pain, pain, pain

Distant eyes

Promises we made were in vain, in vaaaiiin, in vaaaaain

🎵

Eddie held up his hand again. " Okay stop. Stop."

Gareth stopped the music again and spoke. " Holy shit!"

"Y/n? What the hell?!" Jeff said, coming into the booth.

" Baby! How…when?"

" Uhh what? Was it bad?"

" Are you joking?" Gareth said coming in as well.

You looked around at the guys confused.

" I-I know I don't sound great-"

Eddie cupped your face. " No. That was amazing. I've heard you sing before. But you were holding back weren't you?"

" Ummm."

" Why are we doing a Collab with them? We should just do the song and feature you." Gareth said.

" Baby can you do the whole song?"

" Are-are you sure?"

Jeff came and put a hand on your shoulder. "Definitely."

You cleared your throat. " Y-yeah."

Jeff and Gareth went back outside and started the music again. Only this time they started to record.

Eddie pulled the microphone closer. " Just do it like before, okay Angel."

You guys sang again this time stopping at Eddie's solo. It played through and you had another idea.

" Eddie, you know that part right after your solo?"

" Yeah."

" Belt."

He tilted his head.

" Yeah. It will sound great. Just belt out."

Eddie nodded and Gareth played the tune once more. When the part came up you pointed at Eddie. You and him sang together.

After the song was over the guys said they were going out for drinks. So you and Eddie sat on the couch.

He shook his head.

" What?"

" Angel, you're just so…perfect."

" Why do you say that?"

" Because you can sing, you can draw, you're wicked smart and beautiful. You're just so Goddamn perfect."

" Stop it Eds. I was just trying to help."

" No y/n. Seriously…why didn't you tell me you could sing like that?"

You started fidgeting with your fingers. " I don't know. Singing is not my thing. You know I like to draw."

" Yeah but baby it could be your thing. You could join us. And -and we can go on tour together-'

" Eds. This is your dream. Not mine. I want to go to school. I want to become an engineer."

Eddie frowned. " It could be our dream. But I understand."

He looked so sad that you felt bad. You climbed on his lap and kissed his forehead.

" Eddie. Don't be upset. All this." You said pointing around the studio. " It's not for me. But for you. I can just see you recording album after album. I see you strutting back and forth. Making every stage your bitch."

He kissed your cheek. " With you standing side stage. Singing along to all the songs."

" If that's where you want me to be."

" Yeah baby. I would rather have you in my arms the whole time."

" But then it would be hard to play."

Eddie chuckled. " It would. "

You looked down at his necklace lingering your fingers over the pic. " Eds…do…do you think I need to watch my weight?"

" What? No! Why would you ask that?"

"I don't…I umm just feel like maybe I should."

" Is that why you didn't eat earlier? Did someone say that to you?"

When you didn't say anything Eddie knew Ava did.

" Ava?"

You nodded.

" Fuck this. I'm talking to Mel. There's no way in hell I'm working with her now."

He moved you off of him and stood up.

" Eds please."

" Baby no. She doesn't get to disrespect you like that."

You watch him pace back and forth.

" How am I going to get us out of this contract?"

You stood up and went to him. " You're not doing that. You have to do this. "

" I don't want to Angel. I never did."

" I know. But you made a commitment and you have to. "

" No, I'll find a way. I can't work with someone who doesn't care about our relationship and says shit like that to my girl."

" Eddie, it doesn't matter what she thinks. All I care about is what you think. Yes, I don't care for her and she clearly doesn't have boundaries. But you do. I know you won't let her do anything. And Jan said she would keep her away…so just do this and get it over with. "

Eddie wanted to argue but you gave him a look that would make any guy bend.

"This is the only project we will work on together. I promise to make sure she stays on the other side of the room when we work. And we'll never be alone together."

You shook your head and laughed.

Eddie grabbed you and moved back to the couch. Pulling you on his lap again.

" Angel, you don't ever have to worry about your weight just because someone said something stupid. If you want to lose weight, lose it because you want to. Do it for you and no one else. If you don't. Then don't baby. I love you either way. You know me. I've always loved your body…and if you let me. I'll show you every chance I get."

You pressed your lips together. " Even now?"

He smirked and put a hand on the back of your head. Pulling you gently so that your lips almost touched.

" Yeah…Even now. "

He kissed you deeply while laying you down on the couch. He made quick work of your panties and his jeans. He hurried and put on a condom and filled you up with his cock. He waited for a second before he moved. But only for a second. Then he started thrusting hard into you. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear and kissed you until you came.

Eddie wanted to make sure you knew exactly how beautiful you were and how desirable your body was. To show you that he was yours and only yours.

After your fourth orgasm he finally let himself cum. He laid on top of you for a bit until he heard your stomach growl.

" Let's get you some food Angel. And you are not getting a salad."

" Hey, I like salads."

" I know. But a double cheeseburger, fries and a shake are calling our names."

You laughed. " Okay."

Eddie got up and put on his jeans.

" I'm gonna buy you the biggest strawberry shake I can."

" Ohhh with whipped cream and a cherry?" You said looking for your underwear.

When you couldn't find them you glared at Eddie.

" What?"

" Edward Eugene Munson."

" Ahhh okay…okay… here." He dug in his back pocket and handed you your panties.

You slid them on. " Dude you are such a perv."

Eddie chuckled " Only for you baby."

You put on your shoes and held out your pinky to him.

He hooked it with his." Pinky promise."

…

Leaving Eddie was one of the hardest things you had to do. The last few days before you left were filled with tears. Mostly from you.

Eddie tried really hard to be strong. But this was hard for him too. He didn't realize what it was like on this end of things. And seeing you walk away into the airport broke his heart.

He actually thought of hiding your plane ticket so you couldn't leave. But being the responsible person you were. You made sure you had everything ready to go.

When you walked away from him you kept repeating to yourself to not look back. Because if you did, you wouldn't get on the plane.

So you left. Eddie promised to visit as soon as the collaboration was finished. And you hoped he would.

When you got to MIT all your stuff was there. You were even surprised to see Eddie's van parked outside the dorm. You hadn't expected that. But you loved it. It was like a little bit of Eddie was with you.

You were putting your things away when your roommate came in. She immediately rolled her eyes at you and grabbed her stuff and took off.

" What was that all about?" You mumbled under your breath.

You ignored that weirdness and called Eddie once you finished unpacking. He couldn't talk long but you were happy to hear his voice.

A couple of weeks went by and you found out that college was very different than you expected. You made absolutely no friends. People weren't so nice. Especially your roommate. She would always make comments about stupid stuff. Making fun of your weight and saying that Eddie wasn't really your boyfriend. Which was dumb because you had loads of pictures of you and him. But the icing on the cake was you being homesick. You missed the hell out of Bethany and Matthew. You missed all the Hellfire kids and Wayne. Most importantly you missed Eddie.

About two months in, you found a job as a waitress. You liked it because the tips were great. But the hours kinda messed with your sleep schedule. You were up most of the night. And power napped throughout the day. Which made you miss phone dates with Eddie. He understood why you would. But he missed the shit out of you.

The band finally finished recording the album and they were just a few weeks away from promoting it. So he had planned on seeing you before then. Which you were excited about.

One night you were leaving work when you heard grunting down a small alley. There was a bar right next door to the restaurant. So normally there would be guys going there to piss or whatever. But this time it sounded like someone was getting hurt.

You could hear Eddie telling you to be careful when you got closer. You wanted to help whoever was getting hurt so you pulled out your pepper spray and went . When you hit the corner you heard someone coughing. When you looked, some very lean dude was getting beat by two guys.

" JESUS STOP! I'M CALLING THE POLICE." You shouted.

The guys doing the hurting cursed and gave the guy on the ground one last kick before calling him a faggot. Then took off.

You went to the kid and kneeled next to him.

" Hey...hey...Common. Let's get you to the hospital."

" N-no. I-I c-cant."

" No seriously. They could have broken something."

He tried to get up but stubbled a bit. " No! My-my dad will kill me if-if he knew why I was in here."

He almost fell and you quickly caught him.

"Umm okay. We uhh we can go back to my room."

You helped him into Eddie's van and drove back to your dorm. As luck would have it your roommate was gone.

You laid the guy down on your bed and left to get water and towels. When you came back he was sitting up.

" Hey common. Please lay down."

" No, I'm fine."

He tried to stand up but he sat back down when it hurt too much.

"Okay. Maybe I'm not fine."

" Here. Take this." You held out some Tylenol.

He took them without any water.

" I'm Elio by the way."

" I'm y/n."

You guys sat quietly for a moment.

" Can…can I clean you up?" You asked.

He looked at you kinda weird. Like if you were gonna play a prank on him or something. But he nodded.

You started cleaning off the blood on his chin. Then gently cleaned his lip and the small cut on his eyebrow.

Once he was free of blood. You actually got a good look at him. He had black wavy hair and beautiful green eyes. And a very strong jaw line. He was very handsome.

He grabbed your hand and held it for a second. Making you anxious as hell.

" Thank you."

You tucked your hair behind your ear and looked down at your hand. " You're welcome."

After a second he let go of your hand and laid down. It was awkward.

You grabbed an extra blanket and pillow from your closet and laid them on the ground. Before you went to change the guy was out like a light.

You really didn't know what to do. So you just laid down and fell asleep.

In the morning your roommate kick your foot, waking you up.

" What the hell are you down there for? Party too hard there chubs."

You ignored the insult and sat up looking at your bed.

He's gone.

You looked at the time and you were going to be late for class. You quickly shot up and grabbed your backpack and took off.

When you walked in to class everyone turned to look at you. You swallowed and felt like you were gonna pass out. You quickly found a seat and took out your notebook.

Out of nowhere someone put a cup of coffee on your little desk. You looked up and saw the guy from last night. He had a black eye now. But he was smiling at you.

" Umm what are you doing here?" You whispered.

He sat down next to you. " I go here too."

" Oh…umm okay."

He pushed your coffee a little closer to you. " You look like you need it."

" Geez, do I look that bad?"

" No. Not really." He smirked.

You laughed quietly and took a sip of the drink. It was awful. You wanted to spit it back out but that would have been rude.

" Ahhh sugar and cream type of girl."

You looked at him and nodded, forcing the coffee down.'

" I'll remember that for next time."

Next time?

When class was over he walked with you to the next one.

" Hey, what are you doing later?"

" Uhh, probably sleeping. "

" Sleeping?!" He shrieked

" Shhh. Yes. I need to nap before I go to work."

" Oh…yeah that makes sense. Well what are you doing after work?"

" Hey umm I'm sorry. But I have a boyfriend."

"Cool...Me too."

" Wh-what?"

He laughed. " I'm kidding. I don't have a boyfriend. Yet."

" Oh….uhh sorry."

" It is what it is."

'" umm so you're?"

" Batting for the other team? Yeah."

" Oh…that's ummm…cool."

You really didn't know what to say. The only other person you knew who liked the same sex was Robin.

" So you didn't tell me what you're doing after work."

You laughed nervously. " Umm well normally I work on homework or call my boyfriend."

" Okay. So what you're saying is you're free?"

"Uhh-"

" Great! We can hang out. I'll order a pizza. To thank you for what you did for me."

" You don't have to do that."

" No. I-I want to. So uhh. See you at what? One?"

" Oh-okay."

" Okay. See you later."

"Bye."

You watched Elio walk away. This was weird. No one has ever done that before. But it was nice. Maybe it would be nice to finally make a friend.

…

Eddie was waiting for your call but once it passed the scheduled time he picked up the phone to call you. It rang a few times before he heard a guy's voice on the other end.

" Hello?"

" Oh shit! Umm sorry man. I think I dialed the wrong room."

" Huh… Are you sure you weren't looking for me?" Elio teased.

Eddie laughed. " Uh no man. I'm looking for my girl."

" Oh that's a shame."

Eddie heard you in the background and freaked out.

" Give me the phone." Eddie heard you say.

" Alright, alright. You're cute when you're mad."

Now Eddie was pissed. Who the fuck was that guy and why the hell was he in your room so damn late.

" Eds?"

Eddie didn't say anything. He was trying to calm down.

" Eds? Is that you?"

" Uhh y-yeah."

" Oh hi my love. I'm sorry. I must have forgotten to call you."

" Yeah you did." He said coldly.

" Eddie? What's wrong?"

" Baby what the hell is a guy doing in your room?"

" Oh. Umm that's Elio. I uhh guess he's my new friend."

" Okay but why is he there so late?"

" Eds, we were just having pizza and talking."

Eddie scoffed.

" Eddie?"

" Call me later. When you're alone."

" Eddie I-"

" I gotta go. Love you."

Before you got to say it back he hung up.

" Geez what's up with your guy?"

You looked at Elio. " Umm I think you should go. I have to talk to him.

" Why? Does he not let you have guy friends or something?"

" No it's not that. I have other friends who are guys. There's something wrong."

" Did he say something?"

" No. He doesn't have to. I can just tell."

" Ummm okay…well I hope everything is alright. I'll see you later okay."

You nodded. Once he left you called Eddie right back.

" Hello?"

He still sounded mad.

" E-eds."

" Hey. Did your friend leave?"

" Yeah. He's gone."

" Why didn't you tell me you met a guy?"

" Eddie. I literally just met him 24 hours ago."

" And he's already in your room?!"

"Cut it out! It's not like that. I get that you're pissed. And you have every right to be when some stranger answers my phone. But Eds, please don't overthink this. I-I found him getting beat up in an alley last night. And I helped him. He wanted to thank me for it so he bought pizza. That's it. That's all."

Eddie was quiet for a minute. He felt like an asshole. You never gave him a reason to not trust you.

" I'm…I'm sorry baby. Are you okay?" You didn't get hurt did you?

You sighed hearing his voice change. " No I'm fine. But Eds, I need you to trust me. Like how I trust you"

" I-I do. I just don't trust other people."

" My love, I would never do anything to hurt you. You should know that by now."

" I-I do."

" Then why were you acting like that?"

Eddie rubbed his face. " I just miss you. I need you right now."

" I miss you too. But what happened?"

He sighed. " Plans changed."

Your heart sunk at his words. You knew this gonna happen. You knew he wasn't going to make it.

" I'm sorry baby."

" When did you find out?"

Eddie sighed." This morning."

" How long are you gonna be gone?"

" 3 months."

Tears filled your eyes. He was gonna be on the road for your one year anniversary, his birthday and Thanksgiving. And not just that. He was going to be sharing a tour bus with Ava.

Eddie didn't like how quiet you were. He knew he really fucked up now. But what was he supposed to do?

" Baby, do you think you can come and see me next week?"

" I…I have class and work."

" I know. But it's just for a day. Could you please just miss a day for me?"

" Eds, you know I can't."

" Please baby. I can't go three months without seeing you… please."

" I-"

" I'll have a ticket for you at the airport. Please. Just come. I swear it will only be for a day."

Eddie knew he shouldn't ask you to do this. But he needed to. He needed to hold you. He needed to kiss you and bury his nose in your hair. He needed your warm hugs.

Tears fell down your face and you tried to hide the hurt you felt.

" I umm. I'll try." You said knowing that there wasn't the slightest chance you could go.

" Okay Angel. I…I really hope you come."

…

It was Saturday afternoon. Three days after Eddie said he wanted you to come. You had been trying to build up the courage to call him and break the news that you couldn't go. There was no way you could miss your classes. There was way too much stuff to go over before midterms. So you just couldn't do it.

You picked up the phone and started to punch in Eddie's number. Suddenly your door flew open and you jumped.

" Okay I got it." Elio bursted in and held up a newspaper article.

You put the phone down. " What's that?"

He closed the door and threw himself on your bed. Handing you the paper.

Your eyes widened. " Oh no."

" Yeah. She's your excuse."

You looked at the obituary for Brenda woods. " What do you mean? I didn't know her."

" That's okay. We can just say she's your aunt and you have to go to the funeral."

" E no, I can't do that."

" Why not? You want to see your boyfriend don't you?"

" Of course I do. But this is wrong."

" Didn't you tell me you took Eddie's finales for him so he could graduate?"

" Umm…yeah but that was different."

" It still wasn't right. But you did it for him… you can do this too."

" But I need to be in class. I-"

" Don't worry about that. I have a few, quote unquote friends who are willing to take thorough notes for you."

" I…I don't know."

" Common y/n. Go see your guy. I think you need to. I know we just met but I can tell this guy is very important to you."

You looked at Elio and sighed. "Yeah. He is."

…

Eddie was out of it. When you left he had been down in the dumps. He missed you like crazy. Being away from you was really hard on him this time. It actually started to affect his work. The bands had to put in an extra month into working on the album because of it.

Everyone was patient with him. And when he finally got to the point where his playing and singing was acceptable, they recorded.

Things weren't much better with Ava either. It started with subtle flirting. To making sexual comments towards him or around him. He tried to pawn her off on Gareth but she wouldn't budge.

It got so bad that he thought he should just fuck her so she would leave him alone. But as soon as that thought came. He made himself sick. The thought of being with anyone else made him physically ill. He never told you any of this in fear of hurting you. Or making you worry about him. He really hated keeping things from you. He felt like a liar everytime you guys did talk. But you were going through a lot too. With school and work. Even your roommate was a bitch to you. He wanted to try and get you a studio apartment or something but you obviously said no.

One day Eddie was at the studio, when during a break Ava was saying really kinky stuff. She wasn't talking directly to him but she definitely made sure he was close enough to hear her. She started talking about how she loved Doggystyle and getting choked. Then she said she liked guys fucking her tits and then fill her ass with their load.

Eddie actually got hard. Not because he was picturing her doing that. He imagined doing that with you. He wondered if you would let him do things like that. See Eddie was a little bit of a perv. Stealing your panties was just the tip of the iceberg. Maybe it was all the porn he watched or doing all the kinky stuff with all those older women. Sure he knew that the shit in porn wasn't realistic. And the stuff he did with others was probably way more than he should have experienced so soon. Either way, he had a very filthy mind when it came to sex. That was until you came along. All his dirty thoughts simmered down. You were nothing like the women before you or the girls in those movies. Which was something Eddie never had before. And he didn't want to scare you away. He wanted everything with you. He wanted all the kinky stuff and all the sweet stuff too. So he decided to ease you into it. First it was going down on you. And coming in your mouth. Then actual sex. Which was the best he had ever had. It was so good that he forgot that there could be more. Well that was until you started enjoying the little roughness he gave you. That ignited the flame in him again. He liked that you enjoyed when he tapped your ass. He liked how you took him no matter how hard he went. But now he couldn't have you whenever he wanted.

So Eddie needed you. And when he found out that the tour would start earlier than planned, he needed to see you. To touch you, to kiss you, and to fuck your brains out. He needed something to hold him over until he saw you again.

But on Tuesday the following week, he had Lance call the airport to see if you picked up your ticket. And when you didn't Eddie was hurt. He was leaving at the end of the week. And you couldn't give him one very needed day.

He'd been moping around, drinking. Later that night he and the boys want to a bar a few blocks away. Eddie got so plastered that Gareth and Jeff had to carry him home.

Eddie was falling in and out of sleep the whole walk home. He started saying something then he would just fall asleep. Making the his buddies crack up. When they got home the lights were one. Jeff opened the door and saw you in the kitchen.

" Hey! We thought you weren't coming." Gareth said pulling Eddie inside.

You went to help. " Sorry. I almost missed the flight. I was trying to convince the Dean to let me have the rest of the week."

You looked at Eddie kinda scared. You had never seen him this drunk before.

" Help get him into bed please."

You walked quickly and opened his bedroom door for them.

Once Eddie was down the guys left you alone with him. You went to grab his waste basket. Putting it on the ground next to him. You moved to the end of the bed and started taking off his boots.

" H-hey. W-what're doin'?" Eddie slurred.

You looked up and he was leaning on his elbows with his eyes shut.

" I'm taking off your shoes. You don't want to get your comforter all dirty."

He nodded. "You-you sound like my wife."

You smile finally taking off one boot.

" You look like her too." Eddie sighed and laid back down. "No offense. But she's prettier."

You giggled a little. " None taken."

You got the other boot off and helped him out of his leather jacket.

"You smell nice. My-my girl uses the same shampoo."

" Oh yeah?"

"Mmhmm"

Piss drunk Eddie was too cute.

" Do you want me to take off your jeans Eds?" You said reaching for his belt.

Eddie grabbed your wrist." NO! My wife will kick your ass. And-and don't call Eds. Only she can call me that."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

Eddie grunted and passed out.

You covered your mouth and laughed. Even drunk as a skunk he still thought about you.

You went to his side and moved his hair out of his face.

You shook him a little " Eddie"

" Hmmm?" He groaned

" Lay on your side. I don't want you to choke if you throw up."

He whined but he moved.

" There's a trashcan right here if you do need to throw up." You said grabbing his hand and putting it on the can.

" Thanks." Eddie whispered.

You went to the kitchen to get him something for the massive headache he was bound to have and the biggest glass of water you could find. When you left Eddie's room Gareth was in the kitchen making a sandwich.

" He had a little too much to drink huh?" You asked.

" More than a little."

Something in Gareth's voice told you this wasn't the first time Eddie got this drunk.

" Gare, what's going on?"

He looked at you and folded his arms.

" He's been drinking a lot…ever since you left."

" Is…is it bad?"

" Not really. He's sober when he needs to be."

"And when he doesn't?"

Gareth looked away and shook his head.

"Do...do you think he needs help?"

" I uhh don't think so. He just needs to talk to you."

You nodded feeling awful. Eddie was drinking himself stupid because of you.

After grabbing the things for Eddie, including crackers you went back to the room.

Once you sat everything down, you went to lay down next to him. You spooned him and whispered that you were sorry.

Eventually Eddie did lean over to vomit. You rubbed his back and held his hair for him. He didn't even notice you were there. He threw up two more times before falling back asleep. You tried to stay awake to watch him but you fell asleep too.

Eddie groaned as he got up. He didn't know how he got there. But he knew he was home. And that he really needed to take a leak. He climbed out of bed and held his arms out so that he could feel his way through the darkness. When he finally made it to the bathroom he peed. While stripping out of his clothes. He was going to go back to bed but he had this really bad taste in his mouth. So he went to the sink and rinsed his mouth out. When he looked in the mirror he looked fine. But he felt like shit. He spit out the mouth wash and caught a glimpse of a familiar pink toothbrush in the stand. He was to tired to actually think why your toothbrush was there. So he went to the kitchen to get some water and Tylenol. He drank two glasses of water and leaned on the counter. He caught the time and it was almost four in the morning. When he put his cup in the sink he finally went back to his room. His eyes hadn't adjusted to the dark yet so he tripped on something near his dresser. He went for the lap and pulled the string. He looked down and saw your burgundy duffle bag. He immediately looked at the bed and saw you with your back towards him.

"You came." He said under his breath.

Now he was wide awake. He laid down with you and put his hand on your waist. He stared at the back of your head and silently cried. He really did need to see you.

You turned around and laid in his arms. Eddie wiped his tears away and cupped your cheek. He ran his thumb over the apple of your cheek. You turned your face a little and kissed his palm.

" Hi angel."

" Hi."

You looked up at him. " Sorry I was late, Eds."

" I don't care. You came."

" I did."

He leaned in and kissed you. After you guys just laid there for a minute.

" Can I make love to you?" Eddie asked just above a whisper.

" Are you still drunk?"

He shook his head. " No."

You closed your eyes and lightly tugged your lip.

" Okay."

…

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dirtywresling102 · 2 years

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Been Too Long - Kenny Omega Ft. Finn Balor (18+)

Angel!Kenny Omega x Melanie x Demon!Finn Balor

Part 2 of Notice Me

Commission For: @thepalaceofmelanie

Summary: It’s been a few years after Kenny and Finn visited Melanie’s apartment. She hasn’t heard a word from either of them since that special night.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Minors DNI! Smut, Cursing, Threesome, Angel!Kenny Omega, Demon!Finn Balor, Having sex with supernatural beings, gun shot, cock warming- if you squint.

Word Count: 3,530

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College flew by like a breeze: Classes throughout the day, work at night, the weekends were to myself with some studying, lighting candles, taking relaxing baths, and hoping to get a supernatural visit. Weeks soon turned into months with no sign from Kenny the Angel or Finn the Demon.

No one came. Whenever there was a creak in the apartment I got excited hoping it was my supernatural visitors. Nothing. Whenever I heard talking down the hallway of my apartment my heart skipping a beat thinking it was the gruff demon’s voice. It was my imagination. I was slowly starting to give up hope and eventually moved on with my life.

That visit was nearly three years ago. I was a college graduate with a bachelor's degree living in the city of New York. Then, moving out of my college apartment and into another in the heart of New York. With a reporter job at the local news station, I was getting by pretty well. Bills were paid and I also had extra money in my pocket for food and even a few subscriptions to some streaming services online.

Fall was right around the corner: Nights were becoming crisp, leaves were turning darker, the days were becoming shorter, and extra blankets were on top of the bed to keep me warm throughout the night. I ran my fingers through my hair letting out a sigh. Looking out the window, the city lights lit up the dark sky. Not a single star could be seen due to the bright lights, but I knew that they were shining high in the sky.

Pulling back the curtains to block out the bright orbs and hopefully sound out the busy noise of the city traffic down below, I made my way towards my bed. Pulling back the blankets, I climbed into the soft mattress and rested my head on the plushy pillow, instantly falling asleep.

A loud crash had me bolting up from my slumber. My senses were on high alert as I heard two men talking down the hallway of my larger apartment. Tossing the blankets off my body, I crept towards my closet and slowly opened the door. “Where is it?” I whispered. Finally I found the box. I pulled the top off of it and pulled out a pistol. Grabbing the heavy handgun, I checked to see how many bullets I had: Three in the clip and one in the chamber. My hands shook as I stood back up. Living in New York can be dangerous: Riots, protests, and looting. With everything going on, I was very wary especially now since two strangers were in my home. Slowly heading towards my door, I cracked it open. Listening carefully, I heard two men talking to each other in hush whispers.

Slipping past the door, I crept down the seemingly long hallway. My heart hammered in my chest so loud that it rang in my ears. I prayed that the two strangers wouldn't hear it as well. My back was pressed against the hall, right around the corner was the kitchen where the two men were still talking in hushed whispers. It sounded like they were rummaging through my things. My sweaty hand tightened around the handle of the gun. I quickly turned the corner, aiming my weapon at one men and pulling the trigger. A loud bang roared throughout the kitchen. A high pitch ring pierced my eardrums. The bullet exited the gun and hit the man in the shoulder who didn’t seem to flinch or fall to the ground. The lights quickly turned on, blinding me. My left hand let go of the pistol shielding my eyes while my right hand still had a tight grip on it.

“Oh how I love a woman with a gun.” An Irish accent purred. “Very powerful and a bit sexy.”

“F- Finn?” I exhaled out seeing the demon in a black suit and red tie. His dark hair was slightly messy.

“Are you okay?” Looking to my left to see Kenny who was holding a carton of eggs. I watched as Finn dug his right hand into his left shoulder, pulling the bullet out from the wound which instantly healed afterwards.

“I’ll be fine, but you, young lady, owe me a suit.” He grumbled, smoothing his dress jacket out as if it would fix the ripped suit in his shoulder.

“Wait, wait, wait.” Putting the gun on the safety lock and placing it on the counter. I rubbed my hands against my face with an exhale. I was too tired because I didn’t know whether this was a dream or not. “What the fuck is going on?”

Kenny and Finn looked at each other then back at me. “Well, we’re going to cook you breakfast.” Kenny spoke as if it was obvious, he shook the carton of eggs in his hands.

I mentally face palmed myself. They were out of my life for nearly four years and here they were. “You guys can’t just be out of my life for so many years and expect everything to be okay and make me breakfast at-” I looked at the clock. “Four in the fucking morning.” I rubbed my temples. They were lucky it was a Saturday because I usually get up at six on the weekdays. I wasn’t happy waking up to this when I could be sleeping peacefully right now. “So, where have the two of you been?” I asked, crossing my arms, eyebrows furrowed.

Finn and Kenny looked at each other once more. Kenny’s Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. “Well,” Kenny began.

“We both got in trouble.” Finn finished. “We both got punished for taking a bite out of the forbidden fruit.” Finn chuckled, taking a chapter out of God's playbook.

“Forbidden fruit?” I raised an eyebrow as I repeated his words.

Finn took a step towards me. “Yes, Melanie the forbidden fruit, you. We fucked you and had our way with you my sweet girl and that wasn’t okay with Hell or Heaven.” Finn’s thick accent washed over me. “I was tortured and poked with what felt like a thousand years because of what I did.” He grabbed my hand, caressing it. “I would do it all over again because it was so worth tasting you.” His eyes darkened.

I looked over at Kenny who’s blue eyes were on me. “And me, they tried to reprogram me and make me forget about you but I wouldn’t crack.” A small blush appeared on Kenny’s cheeks as he admitted his feelings. “I’d never forget about you, Melanie.”

I gave the angel a soft smile towards him. “So, what's up with the suit?” My attention went back towards Finn.

“Well, I’m the new king of hell now darling.” He gave me a devilish smirk.

“What?” I cocked my head to the side, very curious about this story.

“Yeah, well when love drives you crazy I guess anything can happen.” He licked his lips. “I wanted to see you one last time so I broke out of the torture chambers, marched up to the king himself and killed him. Well, I guess demons took that as a warning and crowned me king, but that’s for another time to explain.” Finn’s eyes swallowed me whole, eyeing me head to toe. He ran his fingers through my hair and gave it a slight tug. “I broke free to be with you and that’s what I’m going to do.” Finn hummed, leaning down he pressed his lips against mine without a warning. “This is all that matters.” He mumbled against my lips.

Finn placed his large hands on my waist, pulling me closer as he deepened the kiss by pushing his tongue in my mouth. A surprised moan left my mouth, being muffled against his.

“Wait, what about breakfast?” Kenny asked innocently, shaking the eggs once again in the carton. Finn ignored the angel’s comment, spinning us around. He gripped my hips, picked me up, and placed me on the surface of the counter. Finn pulled away from the hot kiss, which made me whimper softly. Finn gripped the end of my night shirt, tugging it off of me. My breasts exposed. My nipples hardened to the cool morning air hitting my sensitive skin. An animalistic growl escaped Finn’s lips as he leaned back into me once more. His lips against my shoulder, making his way up to my neck sucking and kissing against my skin. “I- I mean, we can wait on breakfast.” Kenny swallowed, placed the eggs on the counter, and rushed over to the island where Finn and I were at.

“Oh I’ve missed this.” Finn spoke, nuzzling his face against the crook of my neck. His hands squeezed at my bare breasts. “Miss the feel of your sweet skin against mine, oh how you tremble.” He purred, his beard rubbing against my sensitive skin with each kiss.

The way he spoke drove shivers down my spine. I arched my body against his touch, moaning softly as he pinched and tweaked my nipples. My skin became like fire as he touched my body. “Finn, please.” I panted breathlessly. “I need you, I want you.”

“Oh there she is. You hear her moaning for us, Kenny?” Finn snickered, his hand dipped inside of my panties. His large digits spread my wet lips, rubbing my clit and dipping the tip of his fingers into my dripping hole. “And she’s already soaking for us, dirty girl. Had a wet dream did we?” Finn snickered.

“I can smell her from here.” Kenny groaned in hunger and desire, he cupped himself through his pants.

Finn pushed his fingers inside of me to his first knuckle only to pull them out from my panties, he suckled the juices off of his fingers, moaning in delight. “Just as sweet as I remember.” Finn gripped the fabric around my waist. A loud ripping sound hit my ears.

“H- Hey! Those were my favorite ones!” I pouted, getting slightly upset.

“I’ll get you a new pair. I need to taste you, now.” Finn knelt down in front of me. He spread my legs, making me feel exposed.

Kenny’s large hand gripped at Finn’s shoulder, making him stop before he could dive his head in between my thighs. “You tasted her first last time.” Kenny reminded him. “It’s my turn.”

Finn chuckled, remembering the way I tasted on his tongue. The demon licked his lips as if he was getting the residue of the memory. Finn stood up, his tall posture leaning over me. A soft whimper left my lips at the sight of him. “Be a good girl and let the angel boy have a taste.” Finn winked at Kenny, still giving him the nickname. Finn stepped away, letting Kenny take his place.

Kenny knelt down, wasting no time he buried his head in between my thighs. Gasping loudly as his warm tongue flicked against my lips. My right hand gripped at his curly locks. “Fuck, Kenny!” I whined softly as the tip of his tongue swirled against my clit. Kenny wrapped his lips around my sensitive nub, suckling my sensitive button, he circled the tip of his index finger against my aching hole. Arching my hips off of the table I squealed at the sensation.

“Oh someone is sensitive.” Finn laughed at my reaction to Kenny’s fingers. “Tell me Melanie, how long has it been since you’ve been stuffed full of cock?” Finn purred, bringing his fingers to his lips, trying to hide his smirk.

“T- Too long, it’s been too long.” I confessed, panting heavily as Kenny slowly pushed his thick finger into my cervix. I tossed my head back, biting my bottom lip to muffle my moans, the last thing we needed was for my neighbors to knock on my door complaining about the noise.

As Kenny kept suckling on my clit, Finn kept talking with his thick Irish accent. “So, you’re telling me you haven’t had anyone else fuck this sweet cunt?”

I nodded quickly. “N- No one, no one has!” I squealed as Kenny’s tongue flicked against my clit once more while his finger pumped in and out of me. “I’m going to cum!” Tossing my head back against the counter I bucked my hips into Kenny’s face. Kenny entered a second finger, my pussy wrapping around it tightly as he nibbled and sucked at my clit. His long thick fingers kept fucking into me.

“Do it Kenny, make her cum.” Finn’s eyes shone with arousal and excitement. Finally getting to see his girl come undone for him. For both of them. Kenny didn’t need to be told twice. His fingers pushed in and out at a faster pace, his jaw ached slightly but he wasn’t going to stop now. The angel hummed lowly, sending vibrations up my spine, ringing exploded in my ears as I saw stars behind my eyelids as I came undone on his fingers. My lower stomach fluttered while my pussy wrapped tighter around his fingers. Reaching my climax, Kenny quickly pulled his fingers out of me, replacing it with his mouth. I cried loudly feeling his tongue roll against my walls, eating my juices right out from the source. My grip tightened in his hair, trying to push him away as it was too much for me to handle.

“Enough.” Finn growled lowly, seeing my body tremble and shake.

Kenny pulled away from me, his lips now cherry red as his beard glistened with my cum. “Sorry, I got carried away.” Kenny blushed and out of breath.

“I know, she tastes amazing.” Finn smirked, his blue eyes taking in my naked body. “Why don’t you give me a taste too, hmm?” Finn licked his lips, his eyes now trained on Kenny. I blinked slightly at Finn’s words. My eyes soon went wide as Kenny leaned forward to Finn, their lips locking. They both tongue wrestled in front of me, swapping saliva and the taste of myself on Kenny’s tongue.

Finn pulled away first, licking his plump lips, then he hummed in delight. “Just as I remembered.” Finn raised his hand up, snapping his fingers. His fancy suit with the bullet hole disappeared from his body. My eyes scanned over his chiseled body. I looked at his shoulder, where I shot him earlier to see that the wound fully healed, not leaving a scratch behind. “I believe it’s my turn to have fun with her.” Finn reminded Kenny. My mind went back to the last time this happened, Kenny pounding into me while Finn watched. My pussy clenched around nothing, getting wetter from the old memory.

Kenny pouted but he understood, nodding he took a step back to admire the sight in front of him as he rubbed himself through his pants. Finn stepped forward, gripping my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Such a sweet thing.” Finn looked down at my oozing entrance. “Poor thing dripping from need.” Finn teased, gripped my legs and placed them over his shoulder. “Be a good girl and take my cock.” Finn gripped the base of his cock, easing the thick member into my entrance.

Wincing loudly as Finn stretched my walls with each inch, he pushed in. “Such a good girl, taking me so well.” Finn moaned, he was halfway inside of me but had the audacity to pull out and push back inside but only halfway. “Fuck Melanie.”

“Please!” I begged, arching my hips against him as my legs were over his shoulders. I tried pulling him closer to get all of his length inside of me.

“Ah, ah, ah.” Finn tisked, grabbing my waist in a tight death grip and pinned them down. “Be a good girl.” Finn’s thick voice warned. Swallowing thickly, I nodded my head in agreement to be good. “I’m taking my time with you sweet girl or I could just ram my cock in your cunt and have my way with you.” Finn soon bucked his hips in a face pace, his whole cock entering my tightness. “Not letting you come, is that what you want?”

Tossing my head back onto the marble countertop, I screamed in pleasure. “N- No!” I sobbed. “I want to come, please daddy. I want to come all over your cock.”

His large cock stretched me wide. It slightly ached but was still pleasurable. “Don’t break her, Finn.” Kenny finally spoke out, his pants no longer on him as he stroked his cock to the sight of the supernatural couple fucking.

“I’d never break our little girl.” Finn smiled down at me, slowly pulling his dick out and pushing back in. “So good, hmm such a sight.” Finn slowly pounded into me, His eyes watched my facial reactions of his cock hitting certain spots. His eyes lazily looked at my breasts as they bounced with each thrust.

Soft moans and whimpers escaped my throat. “Finn, fuck feels so good.” I gripped at the edge of the counter, trying to meet his thrusts.

“No, no darling. Let me do all the work.” Finn didn’t miss a beat with his thrust as he pulled in and out of my dripping pussy.

My knuckles turned white while gripping the table. “Going to cum.” I warned Finn as my eyes fluttered shut.

“No.” He grunted, snapping his hips roughly against me. “Open your eyes.” Finn demanded. Opening my eyes the best I could, I watched as droplets of sweat rolled down Finn’s chest. His dark hair slightly messy from the hot fuck. “Keep them open while you come.”

I looked over at Kenny who was fisting his cock. His body panting and heaving as he was too reaching his climax. “Doesn’t Melanie look beautiful, Kenny?” Finn moaned, his fingers digging into my flesh.

“Fucking sexy, I’m going to come on that beautiful body.” Kenny’s voice was deeper than usual. My body was shaking as my orgasm took over my body. Groans left Finn as he pumped his hips faster than before and a little more sloppier.

“Fuck, yes fucking cumming!” Finn roared, his blue eyes turning to a ruby red color as he emptied himself inside of me. Seeing Finn’s eyes change color had another orgasm wave through my body.

Finn panted heavily, slowly pulling his cock out of my fucked hole. “Come on her.” Finn told Kenny.

The angel quickly stepped into Finn’s place, his hand squeezing and jerking his cock at a fast speed. Warm liquid landed on my inner thigh and pussy. Kenny groaned in release. “Ah, fuck.” Kenny sighed, finishing his orgasm he panted.

“Hmm, that was a big load for you angel boy.” Finn laughed, patting Kenny’s large shoulder. Kenny gave a sweet yet lazy smile with a slight blush on his face.

“W- What the fuck was that?” I panted, sitting up slightly.

Finn went to one of the drawers, pulling out a cloth. I arched my eyebrow wondering how he knew where the washcloths were, lucky guess. Finn went to the sink, turning it on, he let the water run over the washcloth. “What was what, Melanie?” Finn asked, ringing out the cloth he turned back around and cleaned my area.

I squealed at the cold softness in between my thighs. “Your eyes, they changed colors.”

“Hmm, oh yeah that.” Finn chuckled, once he was done running the cloth against my feverish skin, he tossed it into the sink. “It comes with the job, perks of being the King of Hell.” Finn blinked, his eyes red again. Blinking once more his eyes went back to normal, snapped his fingers, a fresh suit appeared on his body.

Kenny was also dressed as well, but in a baggy shirt and shorts as if he was going to bed. “You’re not staying?” I frowned.

“Darling, I have business to attend to but Kenny here is going to stay.” Finn smiled over at the blonde. “We were discussing this before you rudely shot me.” Finn teased.

“Right, sorry about that.” I blushed, looking away.

Finn gripped at my chin and made me look at him. “Don’t be sorry, no harm done but if you do it again I will punish you.” Finn warned. Leaning down, he placed a warm, soft kiss against my lips. “I’ll be back in a few hours.” Finn looked over at Kenny and gave him a nod. With that, Finn disappeared right before my eyes.

“Shall we head back to bed and I’ll cook you breakfast later.” Kenny stepped closer, picking me up from the counter and carried me back to my bedroom. Laying me on the bed, still naked Kenny tossed his pants off of him and spooned behind me.

“You’re still hard.” I giggled.

“Fuck, I know you get me so hard. I’m sorry.” Kenny whispered embaressly.

“Don’t be sorry.” I reached my arm around, grabbing his stiff cock and pushed my ass against his cock, making it slip inside my fucked pussy.

Kenny gasped loudly at the tightness around his cock. “Goodnight Kenny.” I giggled as he struggled not to pump his hips against me.

“G- Goodnight.”

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oldfangirl30 · 1 year

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I don’t know what to title this. I haven’t written anything in years and have been inspired after watching The Night Agent. I don’t even know where this will go but I wanted to write something and post it to see if people would be interested. It doesn’t involve Rose. At least not right now. Completely different story line. 🤗 also sorry, it’s kind of long. I got carried away. And apologies for any mistakes!

Part 1:

There were very few things I wanted to be doing on a Saturday night. Sitting in an apartment watching a cat clean itself, listening to loud dance music and waiting to leave this hot shoebox apartment I was currently stuck in, was not one of them. After 5 weeks of desk duty I was finally placed with protection duty. Unfortunately it was specifically protecting one of the most difficult clients you could possibly have as an agent.

Emma Wilson.

Her mother was one of the most well known and loved politicians the country has had since that one guy (whom we won’t name) but there were still those who couldn’t be trusted. This girl refused to believe she needed surveillance but as a 28 year old woman with both parents being politicians, it was required. Especially now that her mother was the president.

It was roughly 11:30 and Emma was getting ready to go out with her friends to a club. A club that I personally would try to steer clear from if I were to be a normal civilian and went out on Saturday nights. Between the drugs and location of the club, I did everything I could to steer clear but alas. Emma was known for attending parties and events in places she had no business going but her friends were often persuading her into attending. She was rebellious and stubborn. Kind of fitting considering she was a daughter to parents in the political spotlight.

So, this meant that there would be double the agents and I just so happened to be the one of them going tonight. My partner, Agent Jenkins was helping along with Agent Parker however they don’t know Emma like I do so I have been tasked with watching her every move.

It had been roughly 2 hours since she had started to get ready and her friend, Alicia, was running in and out of the bedroom and the kitchen. Often carrying a bottle of liquor in her hand. I got up from the hard chair I had been sitting in and went to knock on her door to see when we were leaving.

“Ma’am. Can I get an estimated time that we will be leaving here. My guys have been waiting for about 2 hours.”

She opened the door wearing a skimpy black dress and her blonde hair was loosely curled flowing down her tanned shoulders. Her piercing blue eyes gave me a curt stare.

“You don’t have to call me ma’am.”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Wilson. It’s just habit I guess.”

“Yeah we’ll break out of it. It makes me feel like an old woman.”

Alicia came to the door, already reeking of tequila. “You know, you’re way too cute to be calling her ma’am like an old lady.”

I couldn’t help but to laugh cause she was clearly drunk. My face flushed slightly and I nervously scratched my neck.

“I think we are almost ready. Hey Peter, what shoes should I wear?”

She had never called me Peter. It felt weird. She was holding up two pairs of heels for me to choose from.

“Whichever ones you will feel comfortable in.”

“Ugh you’re being too practical.” She pulled out some strapped high heels in which she would no doubt be taking off later to hand to me to keep up with.

Approximately 5 weeks ago I was navigating the streets of Istanbul until I tore my shoulder trying to catch a guy I had been working for weeks to locate.

My boss, Erin Akers, pulled me out when she got word of my injury and that our guy had fled.

Alicia yelled from down the hallway pulling me out of my thoughts, “vamos a La club yevala!”

From here on the rest of the night was bound to be interesting.

I knew my assignment would be different coming back but I didn’t know I was going to be like secret service detail for the new first daughter. In a way, I felt off about it. Kind of like ‘why me?’. My boss assured me it would be temporary but I had spent almost a month watching this girls every move in the evening. Some nights she would come in, and wouldn’t acknowledge my existence. Almost like her stress from the day kept her in overdrive. There were other nights she would bring me takeout and go directly to her room. I would hear her bedroom TV blasting and the occasional phone call but I mostly keep to myself. I don’t know what she does for her job, just that she works in healthcare. I could easily find out but figured if I knew everything then, conversations would be boring. That is if we ever have conversation. There were things I was certain of though.

She is very mindful of having a routine. After dinner she feeds her cat, tidies up the apartment (as I try to stay out of the way), gets ready for bed, and at 9:30 on a weeknight she is in bed. It explains why her weekends are so crazy. She keeps her apartment spotless and incredibly warm. There have been nights I have considered completely stripping myself to my underwear but I know that would be highly inappropriate. So it sit in her living room most nights, I Watch her complete her routine (but not in a creepy manner) and make sure she’s protected.

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“Jenkins. Parker. Let’s go over the plan for the night. I’ll go in with Ms Wilson and have you two follow suit. Two other agents will be located at both the entrance and exit. If anything happens tonight, I will have the two of you give me backup. Try to blend in. Don’t make yourself known. Any questions?”

They both nodded and tapped their ear pieces showing they were set for the night. Emma and Alicia were in a car ahead with myself, Jenkins and Parker following closely behind.

Club Yevala was a new club with a secret location and those that went, primarily went for the easy access to drugs. But I only just learned this. Again, not the place Emma Wilson should be socializing but she’s an adult and can make her own decisions as to where she parties.

It was a club that the FBI has been closely monitoring due to potential drug cartels. I know Emma doesn’t do participate as I have heard her tell her friends she’s strongly against drugs, however she plays along and it’s caused her to be in situations she never should be in.

I was wearing my nicest button up and pants with no tie. Trying to fit in with the crowd wasn’t too hard, I just had to make sure my gun and badge wouldn’t show unexpectedly.

I was sitting at a bar stool sipping on a gin and tonic when Emma came up to me. She was sweating but her hair still looked perfect and her face glowed from the sheen of her sweat . She looked great in all honesty.

“Can you hold my bag for like 2 seconds? I don’t trust these bar counter tops.” Her breath smelt strongly of alcohol. I couldn’t help but to laugh to myself at her comment.

“Yes ma’am.”

“Peter, stop calling me ma’am. It’s fucking weird.”

“Sorry Ms. Wilson—“

“And don’t call me that either. Call me Em, or Emma.” Her eyes grew big and she flung her hand around as if to swat off my words.

I nodded to acknowledge her request. Her small bag was sitting in my lap and she was rummaging through it to find something. Finally she found her lip gloss and told me to hold her phone while she applied it. This is what I meant by difficult. She had a friend that could do these things for her but would often ask me. I couldn’t find it in myself to tell her no. I was just the guy who was supposed to be invisible and watching from a distance. Protecting her.

“You see that guy over there?” She pointed to a man dancing in the middle of the floor who had slicked back hair and was wearing a chain necklace and a button up floral shirt. I nodded.

“I’m going to make out with him tonight.”

I grimaced at how close she was to me when she exhaled her plans. Part of me wanted to interject but I couldn’t. Mainly because I kept looking at the guy she was referring to and also because I kept smelling the drinks she had been hammering on her breath.

She sauntered off leaving me with her bag.

“Emma wait!” She couldn’t hear me over the loudness of the music. I knew she had her phone on her. She always tucked it into her dress. Don’t ask how I know that.

What I mean is, I can easily track her if needed and I’m keeping my eyes on her.

She and Alicia were dancing with two men, one of which Emma reported she was going to make out with. I was sipping on my remaining gin and tonic.

“Everything ok Sutherland?” I heard Jenkins in my ear.

“Yeah, all good. Just a little makeup adjustment.” I assumed he had seen me talking to Emma.

As I was sipping my drink I felt a presence next to me. A female, roughly aged 30 was ordering a drink.

“Can I get a rum and coke? And I’ll get him one of what he’s having.”

It took me a second to register she was talking to me.

“Oh no, I’m fine. Thank you though.” She saw me staring looking at the dance floor. I wasn’t going to take my eyes off Emma for long. I knew to keep my distance.

“Is that your girl or something?”

“Huh? Oh no, uhhh it’s my sister. I’m just keeping an eye on her.” That was a horrible lie.

“Well, I don’t think that’s your sister but I do know one thing. She’s definitely trying to make you jealous.”

“Oh…no I don’t think so. She’s just a little drunk.”

“Take it from a girl who has made her ex jealous many times in this place. She keeps looking at you even though she’s dancing with that guy. I know all the tricks in the book. She said she was going to make out with that guy?I heard her tell you that. Please. Look at him. He’s clearly a scum bag drug dealer.” This girl knew her shit. And based on her comments I knew I needed to change my view on what was going on tonight.

Something inside me began to bubble and I didn’t want to acknowledge the fact that it might have actually been jealousy. And this guy. Yeah, he wasn’t getting near her if I had anything to do with it.

Emma was grinding and running her hands through her hair while this guy grabbed her hips and pulled her against him. I couldn’t go running out there and grab her and leave but I knew if I didn’t step in, she’d be drugged and taken to this guys place.

Parts of me grew hot and I don’t think it was the drink. I decided it was time to get out of the club and take her home.

“Jenkins, Parker, I am getting Ms Wilson and we are going home.”

“Everything ok sir?”

“Yeah, I’m just worried about this guy she’s dancing with. Don’t want to risk anything.”

“Copy that. We will meet you out front.”

I walked slowly through the crowd of people to meet Emma and Alicia.

“Emma, it’s time to go.”

“What? No, I’m having too much fun and Alicia isn’t ready to go!”

I let out an exhaustive breath and tried again, this time getting closer to her and wrapping my arm around her waist. The sleazy guy noticed and got closer to us, “we need to get you out of here right now. I’ll explain later.”

She looked me directly in the eyes and I swear I felt her breath catch. “What about Alicia?”

“She can come or get a ride back.”

“Hey man, why don’t you back off her and let us continue having our fun. I’ll make sure she gets home safely.” The guy butted in between us, completely smelling like every alcohol you could think of. He placed his hands on my chest trying to push me away but I’m pretty solid and he was very scrawny.

“Peter, I’m not leaving.”

Another guy stepped in, “hey, why don’t you leave her alone. She doesn’t want to go.”

The situation was getting me heated and I had to think quick. I grabbed my badge and flashed it to the guys, “how about you let me take her or I will report you guys for spiking drinks and have you arrested.”

They both backed off and Emma stormed off the dance floor. I followed behind and moved rather quickly, still holding on to her bag. The ride home was going to be fun.

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#the night agent #peter sutherland #Peter Sutherland fic

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potato-jem · 2 years

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hello nero my beloved soulmate <3

i finally started to work!! i told you like over a week ago i was going to start, but bureaucracy is shit so i hat to wait this long. but i started and it was really nice!!

it’s tiring, i can already see that. i work in a make up store so a lot of people come in and have no idea what do do or even more think they know everything and when you tell them “no this is a mascara not a lipstick” they say you’re wrong and walk away with a few insults. but anyway 😂 it is dynamic, i always have something to do so i’m liking it so far!!

as a first day, it was really nice. except, i will have to work until 10pm tomorrow 😭 the shop is in a mall so they have crazy hours and i won’t be able to celebrate my birthday :(

not that i’m a big fan of huge birthday celebrations as you know, but i was hoping in a nice dinner out with a friend or a cake (lol i’m always for cake) but apparently it’ll have to wait.

anyway, i’m about to get my nose pierced so i’m very happy about this self birthday present!!! (if that is even a thing) :D i’ll let you know how it goes of course!!

and how are you doing love?? how are uni, work and life treating you?? i’m spinning you around and giving you a forehead kiss <3

hello cece my beloved soulmate <3

you have no idea how much i needed this letter. i have to thank the universe for sending you the urge to send me it!

but yay, new job! ooh, a makeup store, that would be so fun. i can just imagine you can use all the products to create a fun little makeup look every day of the week. i’m very happy you are enjoying it! and retail definitely had its highs and lows, but as long as you’re happy, i have no doubt you will thrive there!!

it sucks that you not only have to work until 10pm on your second day, but also on your birthday!! (it’s actually your birthday here right now, but i was going to go to your askbox at 8am so my letter arrived at exactly midnight for you) i mean it is lucky you do not like a big celebration, but cake is always good :( (maybe you can buy one to have after your shift or on your meal break if you have one??)

oh my god yay!! i actually got some new nose jewellery yesterday too! i got a plain silver hoop, a silver stud with a white gem and a silver hoop with a moon charm on it! i’m so excited for you, and yes, please tell me how it goes!

well, i am doing alright. i am on my midsemester break this week and i had my friend over for a night, it was so nice to see her. i just had a little crying session, but nothing to worry about! i always seem to cry whenever i have to slightly open up to someone, especially my mum, because i hate doing it. crying is quite therapeutic, i wish i did it more often. but moving on!

i also have to do a few assignments for uni, but it also means i have an extra week off next week, so i’m glad i have time to chill.

once again, thank you so much for your letter, they always brighten my day! i’m hugging you tight and giving you a cupcake for your birthday!! <333

#nero attempts to socialise #cece my beloved!!!

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miras-ash · 10 months

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Chapter 14 of "Just as the stars love the night"

Ash's pov

3 months later

If someone had told me two years ago that I would work for Nighthaven or even set a foot in their teretory, I probably would have laughed and punched the person, yet here I was. Sitting in the lab with Osa, poring over a joint project. How things can change.

Anja and I had made it our task to improve Mira's black mirrors, without her knowledge of course, it was supposed to be some kind of surprise and to be honest I wanted her to be as safe as possible. Since she was on the road a lot in the last weeks, she hardly got to know what was going on in the lab anyway and when she asked i only told her that I was assisting Anja in her work, mainly from the desk. I had insisted on doing something useful, I was quite capable of it. Between the regular doctor's visits and the appointments with a therapist I was bored, I couldn't sit around idly while everyone else was busy hunting for Deimos. After eternal discussions Elena had given in and with Kali's consent she got me the job as Osa's assistant. I actually enjoyed it a lot, especially because now we were working on something really important, even if it was unfamiliar I found my passion for craftsmanship again. After I had perfected my M120 breakthrough bullets I saw no reason to devote myself to the work at R&D anymore. I preferred the action, the risk, the feeling of making a difference on the field, that was something that always drove me. At first it was a burden to be suspended indefinitely, I wanted to come back after the birth and a short break but this was rejected immediately but now it was only half as bad, I appreciated the time in the lab very much.

Osa just showed me some designs for the mirrors, it should not only be practical but also look good. Kali had not lied, her inventions were not only practical but also real works of art.

"You know we can't change too much or Mira will kill us both."

I turned to her to look at the designs, they were fantastic. Maybe Elena wouldn't kill us after all, just a little bit.

"Trust me, once she sees what we have created here, she will be very grateful."

Anja always had only the goal in mind and added that she was so sure it would work, so much self-confidence was impressive. If you didn't really know her, it could almost seem conceited and arrogant.

I bent over my workstation again to take another look at the improved grips when I suddenly felt a tugging in my abdomen, that was already the fourth time this morning. Examining, I put my hand on my belly which was indeed harder than usual but that could mean anything and nothing. After all I still had three weeks to go.

"Ash?"

I looked over to Anja, at first I thought she meant me.

"It's fine, it happened a few times today. It's probably nothing."

I quickly realized she didn't meant that at all. Confused she looked at me and raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"What? No, Kali paged me. We're evacuating."

The moment she had spoken the alarm went off, a loud and piercing siren that drowned out almost everything else. I was startled violently. My heart leapt and the tugging in my abdomen turned into cramps that stretched all the way down my back. I fell back on my chair and held my belly.

"No, no, no. Really bad timing. Eliza, please tell me it's just a bad joke."

Slightly panicked but still focused Osa came up to me, grabbed me under the arms and helped me on my feet. Standing up, the pain was a bit more bearable, I managed to walk on my own and briskly. Together we walked through the corridor towards the helipad, from there we would fly to the mainland, then take off-road vehicles through a forest and then to an airfield to fly to a location final to me where we could set up. The plan was not new to me, constantly we went over it with everyone, we were armed and prepared for this attack.

The aisles were full of people but still everything was orderly, in record time we reached one of the first helicopters. I kept looking around but I couldn't find Elena anywhere. Where was she?

An arm with a strong grip pulled me into the helicopter, it was Kali.

She handed me a headset, strapped herself in and instructed the pilot to fly. The pilot rose on the spot into the air. Completely perplexed, I looked back and recognized Osa in the turmoil who sprinted back into the building.

"What the hell? Where is Anja going?! We should have waited for her and Elena, let's go back."

Kali shook her head.

"No we can't. I have an agreement with your wife that I will get you out at all costs should anything happen and that's exactly what I'm doing now. As for Osa, she needs to get back to the lab and delete some important data. I guess she just wanted to make sure you were evacuated too and not doing a solo act looking for Mira."

Between my growing pains, I glared menacingly at my counterpart and hissed, "Kali I swear to you, don't mess with me. It'll get nasty..."

She interrupted me with her usual henry tone but still looked at me with a strange warm gaze.

"I hardly think so princess. I have my orders which means I'm not letting you out of my sight until Elena gets back to take over. Until then you'll remain in my care."

How I hated it when she called me that. I would have loved to go for her throat but she had done so much for us, saved my life and now she was doing it again. That good-hearted bitch.

Defeated I sat back, focused on my breathing and felt my belly again.

"How long do your contractions last and at what interval do they occur?"

What a question, as if I'd had time to count them. Through clenched teeth, I shrugged.

Kali probably only now really realized what was going on, she unbuckled her seat belt and knelt in front of me.

"Tell me when the current wave subsides then I'll time it until it starts again and how long it lasts."

That's exactly what she did then, staring intently at her watch, her head nodding slightly with each second she counted along.

"So about every five minutes it starts and then goes on for about 45 seconds, so that's definitely labor pains. What about your water?"

I shook my head. I began to get scared, now that it was starting and Elena was probably still in danger I was panicking.

"I'm scared."

Barely a whisper came out of my mouth, I didn't want to admit it and asking for help seemed pointless. What could Kali do?

When we landed to change vehicles, I could barely walk straight. We got into the car and drove off, there were other groups behind us but I couldn't see who it was. At least it meant that most of them had managed to escape.

Suddenly a voice broke the silence, it was a radio message. Apparently it was probably safe enough to communicate again.

"This is Blood Orchids, we are approaching your vehicle from the left."

The voice clearly belonged to Yumiko, I breathed a sigh of relief. If she sounded this exuberant, it meant she and her family were safe.

Kali answered directly with a serious face.

"This is Mama Deamon, we hear you clearly. I have Ash on board and soon a third stowaway if I don't hurry. Are you in contact with any of our doctors or Mira?"

There was silence again for a moment, then another familiar voice. This time it was Elena. She was alive.

"I'm here too, Thermite helped me evacuate, then we regrouped. Doc or Ace should have come out a few minutes after us. We'll try to get through and let you know. Go ahead. And Liz? If you can hear me, you can do this okay? I'll be right with you, I promise!"

Kali stepped on the gas, at a blistering pace we crossed the forest in record time and a short time later were already on the unusually large runway. There was a huge Boeing on it, I didn't want to know who Nighthaven had to buy everything to get the thing here without causing a big fuss. Deimos, as conspicuous as we were, probably wouldn't see it coming that we were on the presidential plane. Kali helped me get off the plane and supported me as I climbed the many stairs. The contractions were getting stronger and more regular, it felt like something was tearing me apart from the inside.

We entered the first room that presented itself to us, the large private office at the very front of the plane. Gently I let myself fall onto the couch and closed my eyes.

All I knew was that I was afraid.

#rainbow six siege #ash #r6 ash #tom clancy #eliza cohen #mira x ash #r6s mira #mira #ash x mira #mirash #r6 mira #Osa #ash r6 #R6 osa #r6 kali #r6 fanfiction #Fanfiction #rainbow six

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amanda4love · 4 months

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Good morning! It's 10:57am, January 30th of the year twenty-twenty-four.

Well, not much is new these days... Wait, what am I saying?!

Actually, I finally had my ears pierced, earlier this month to mark a milestone birthday. I quite love the studs that are in my ears right now, (synthetic) black opal. They flash green-ish. It's a vibe.

And I have a few pairs of earrings I've either bought for myself or had gifted to me by my mom and grandma, that I am also super excited to wear once my piercing holes are fully healed!

That, and I got my first tattoo a little over a week ago! I am beyond happy with it. I drew out the design two different times, with the second design being the one I was the most satisfied with. My tattoo artist managed to follow my design nearly exactly, so I'm hyped that I essentially have my own art on my body. Closest thing I could get to actually tattooing it on myself, haha. (Maybe one day, we'll see...)

Picture/video updates are going on my public/professional Artist's Instagram. Yeah, I guess I'm being a tease.

P. S.: Virtual cuddles + kisses for my one and only. I'm trying to cherish the dwindling number of days that you can be in one place.

P. P. S.: I did this guided meditation earlier (as soon as I woke up), that really helped me to clarify why I regret and hate myself for feeling regret. Jay Shetty, you da real MVP today. Apparently I am human, though. I love deeply, some people will feel the same way back and be obvious about that, and I also value loyalty so some relationships stay as friendships for good reason. Some relationships of my past, if they went beyond friendship, fizzled out if they were problematic to begin with but some also ended because I intentionally stopped putting in the effort. I've made mistakes but the important thing is that I continue to find ways to learn from them.

P. P. P. S.: Someone who devotes attention and effort to their relationship with you, even after you've completely fucked up, is the kind of person you want in your life forever.

P. P. P. P. S.: This one is an angry rant of a post-script. Fucking just stop. Being photographed with someone problematic doesn't automatically make another person a problematic person. The problematic person needs to take accountability, it has nothing to do with the other person just standing there and enjoying something else. I'm saying this because I saw someone I used to follow "Like" a reblog, with screenshots of an article that included pics of Taylor standing next to one of the Mahomes brothers - the original blogger's message was incredibly critical and basically demanding that Taylor needs to make a statement regarding some made-up connection to said brother, who is accused of something socially and morally unacceptable. Like, excuse me, since when is it Taylor's responsibility for some guy's reprehensible actions? She is seen in a picture with him, it doesn't mean she knows everything about him or even talked to him. Fucking stop preying on her privacy. You're the reason she feels like her life is inspected and critiqued under a microscope. Stop expecting her to be perfect and on top of all the bullshit news that you are making up about her. (I am fuming and I hate ending my blog post on this sentiment, but don't worry about it - I'll be fine eventually.)

#amanda4love #I'm Good If Youre Good #Taylor Swift #privacy #post-scripts #predators #earrings #tattoos #anger #protection #reflections on love #protective

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lauriepinkney64 · 1 year

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Blindsided

Created: Saturday, February 11, 2023 9:15 AM

Updated: Saturday, February 11, 2023 11:33 AM

i got a message from a newer friend, my first friend who is similarly spiritual. Finally someone who gets what i talk about, someone who believes in spiritual connection as a literal thing.

this letter was to effectively end the friendship. they said that they were uncomfortable with me having any connection to 'dark' feminine energy, that my healing path conflicted with thiers, that my energy was too intense and that i was to never contact them further in this lifetime. they accused me of spell work which is ridiculous, i don't even know what or how, nor am i interested nor necessarily believing in this method of manifesting as it employes the false belief of assertion, and i know this is a universe based on attraction and no one can pierce your energy unless invited in and believed in...

then they made a point of saying not to try to contact them in 3d 5d or any other type state including my 'sleepytime wanderings' which is referring to a private conversation i had with them about my learning how to engage with and ethically control my astrel body within the 5d specifically. ( i had shared this truth with them as a confession of sorts because i had recently come to understand how my role in another connection situation from my recent past had been ethically wrong and crossed ethical spiritual boundaries. if you are also psychic you understand this is part of the process of learning how to balance our gifts into our day to day life being careful of our power within other' energy fields. i had learned how to use some of my skills in this area and then began to understand the greater heft of my responsibility within that dynamic and how i had overstepped and also how i corrected and planned to make amends as soon as the opportunity presented itself. )

so in response, (i was blocked before i could reply) why would i ever try to contact them further or pursue any connection so full of negativity and misunderstandings? this sharing i offered was used as a weapon against me in the end, actually proving they really didn't understand my point nor the fuller picture i was painting.

i do understand it is because people can only meet us as deeply as they have met themselves. so many of us avoid seeking within as a coping method, but things will accumulate..it works until it doesn't..

I am a truth liver/teller and that makes many others uncomfortable around me and my presence can cause extreme reactions on the part of others..

many times, (like this time) i remain oblivious to this until its shoved in my face..

tho' i did feel the shift within the connection about 3 or 4 weeks ago,,

( entire friendship lasted no more than 6 weeks.) anyway, i chose to ignore the shift of her retreating behind something inside.

i was aware of her envy but unaware of her outright jealousy and anger toward me, based on, im guessing, my rapid growth during our connection. i learned a lot about my 'new' abilities from her direction for about 2 weeks then i began to get my momentum and took off, and in her eyes i surpassed her, which i kinda did as i had continued to do shitloads of shadow work and had 'leveled up' at an incredible rate, much faster than before, and during this process i perfected my alchemy ability to transform personal pain and negative energy into positive energy directed to the uplifting the energy of new earth.

i believe being unaware of this secret deceit behind the scenes was purposeful on the part of my spirit team in that i needed it to really hurt in order to open up and see the truth that i was ignoring. (had been 'hearing' about it for a few weeks, but i never considered it was THIS connection that was deceitful)

i understand this connection was only meant for a short season, to give us both something we needed, me urgings to be more present and diligently listen to my spirit team, and accepting my role as a truth teller, not always popular', and to not take it personally when the receiver of the tower moments are upset and lashing out.

i was urged to remember my first big awakening that was around my beliefs regarding spirituality.. i was terribly afraid much of the time at first.

i am told this person is in this place of fearfulness right now and to send loving compassionate energy.

And so it is.

#divine message #manifestation #positive energy #shadow work #spiritual #spiritual development #spiritualawakening #spiritualawareness #oracle #tarot

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phantomspiderr · 3 years

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Sleep Deprived

Pairing: dad!Bucky Barnes x mom!reader

Summary: newborns often lead to a lack of sleep but they also lead to gentle exchanges with a former assassin turned doting dad

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: fluff, talks about having a baby

a/n: cute dad!bucky & baby alex content because I love Just Like His Dad so so much

(not my gif)

･☆: *.☽ .* :☆

Taking in a deep breath your eyes blink open, for a second the delirious, relaxed feeling you receive from a good nap resides in your bones. You lay for a moment trying to collect your thoughts, trying to remember just how you ended up laying on the couch and falling asleep. Then the realisation hits you like a ton of bricks.

You'd had your crying newborn in your arms, trying to coax him to sleep. You remember sitting down for just a minute when he'd quietened down and as you cast your eyes up toward the clock on the wall you realise that was over an hour ago and your baby is nowhere to be seen.

In your nonsensical, sleep-deprived state you start to check the most ridiculous places in your close proximity for your son. Under the couch, the blanket, the throw pillows and funnily enough he's not there. Panic sets in a little, the shadowy doubt of being a new parent looming over you.

Before you reach the peak of your panic, a calm washes over you at hearing Bucky's quiet laugh flowing from the other room. Your racing heart slows as you get up from the couch to follow the sweet sound. As you approach the door to the newly decorated nursery you can hear the whispered conversation.

"You know before you and your mom came along, I honestly thought that I would never smile again." Bucky holds the newborn out in front of him, looking into the adorable, squishy face as he talks, "but I need you to sleep so we can sleep, otherwise I might never smile again."

The sing-songy, gentle voice Bucky speaks with makes laughter erupt from you and he turns around, a giant boyish grin plastered to his face, to see you standing in the doorway.

"I'm losing my touch kid," he looks back down to the child in his hands, "before all your screaming I would've been able to hear your mom a mile away."

Bucky eyes you again as you fully enter the room, still giggling at his words. As you approach the pair, Bucky adjusts Alex to be cradled in just one of his arms and he reaches the other out to pull you into his embrace.

"Good nap?" Bucky presses a kiss on top of your head as his arm gives you a quick squeeze. You hum in response as your eyes watch your baby's scanning over Bucky and then you. Your hand gravitates towards his, his tiny fingers wrapping around one of yours. The doubt that had previously loomed over you disappears as you're surrounded by your new family.

There's just a sweet silence in the room and you finally know why people say the first few weeks in the baby bubble are the best, minus the lack of sleep and screaming at all hours.

"I want another one," your eyes still watch Alex's face, moving from his tiny button nose to his chubby cheeks and then his piercing blue eyes that he definitely got from his dad.

"Another baby?" When you look up Bucky's eyes are wide but he's still smiling and when you nod your head. Immediately Bucky removes his arm from around you and he slowly lowers baby Alex into the crib in front of him. You can hear him mumbling quietly before he places a tender kiss on Alex's forehead, "kid I just need you to give me half an hour with your mom okay? Can you just give me that and I'll give you anything you want? We got an agreement, yeah? Good."

"I didn't mean right this second, I meant at some point-" Bucky quickly turns, his arms unexpectantly scooping you up mid-sentence and your words die in your throat, instead they're replaced with giggles.

"Some point now right?" Bucky shows off the perfect grin that you can't say no to, except right now.

"Not a chance," your hand on his chin pulls him close enough that you can kiss him and you both laugh.

"How about another nap instead?" Bucky steals another kiss before resting his forehead against yours. You hum at the thought of more sleep and Bucky's laugh flows through the air again. Just as Bucky starts to turn to exit the room you stop him.

"Just another minute," you cast your eyes back down to your child in his crib, Bucky follows your gaze. For a few seconds, you both just watch Alex, his little arms stretched out above his head as a big yawn contorts his face.

Bucky gently places your feet back on the ground and you give him a confused look. Before you can speak he walks toward the oversized chair in the corner, effortlessly he picks up the chair and comes back over to place it gently next to you. He goes back for the little footstool before coming back and throwing himself down in the chair. You chuckle as he pats his lap before opening his arms, carefully you climb into his lap and curl your body around his. Your head rests on Bucky's shoulder and you can still see Alex through the wooden bars of his crib.

"This better?" Bucky's hand comfortingly rubs along your thigh as your curl into him further. Your head nods as an unexpected yawn cuts through you. Bucky rests his head on top of yours and you both watch the little bundle of joy laying in front of you as sleep slowly floods your brain again.

Just as your eyes start to get heavier, you hear soft snores coming from just above you and you snuggle in closer, keeping your eyes on your son as he too falls asleep. You try your hardest to mentally capture this moment, not wanting to forget the way it feels to be wrapped up in Bucky's arms or the sight of the perfect mixture of you and Bucky laying out in front of you. Contently your eyes shut and you relish in the silence, sleep following quickly.

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Jealousy

Word count: 6,5k

Genre: Smut, romance, no quirk lol

Warnings: 18+, a little bit of choking, a little bit of daddy kink, rough sex, dom!dabi , jealousy kinda, unprotected sex, alcohol

Credit to the owner of the pic!!

✨Friends to lovers fic✨

Throwing your phone across the room, deep breath coming out of your mouth. The fact that he was coming back today made the time pass so slow it was painful. You were glancing at your phone every now and then checking what time it is, knowing he should arrive around 17PM. Rolling down on your old bed, you took a good look of your room.

Pastel pink walls, white bed, small working table in the left corner of the room. Beside your bed were photos taped on the wall. All those photos woke a memory in you. Some of the photos were of you and your friends, but most of them were of you and Dabi.

Dabi.

Your childhood best friend. You will never forget the day you first met him. Shy little Touya not wanting to play with your dolls. I’M A MAN. He screamed back then, throwing the doll away, making you cry loudly. You will never forget how scared he got in the moment you started screaming around, trying to hush you down somehow. He did everything he could hoping his parents won’t hear.

Yours and Touya’s parents were literally best friends, visiting each other almost every day. Having to face him so often, you two almost had no choice then to become friends. At the beginning none of you were impressed by each others company. But how both of you grew up, you were becoming closer and closer. At some point, you two became inseparable.

When Touya started getting piercings, you were so jealous. You wanted to get that Certilage piercing just like him, but your parents were so strict even the thought of it made their hair get up. Of course Touya being Touya, he didn’t give a two shits about their decision. Picking you up one day after school and brining you to his friend that did his piercings too. That night both families were fighting. His parents lecturing him how he is such a bad influence to you, and your parents screaming on you how you’ll never get married with piercing like that. Saying it’s not ladylike.

,, If no one marries her, I will’’ Touya said, making your heart flutter, and everyone else in the room laughed loudly, finding it cute how he was protecting you.

Of course, growing up both of you went different directions in your life. Moving out of your parents place was best thing that happened to you. Having that freedom you never had before, you were appreciating even little things.

Dabi moved out in another city, saying he never wanted to live in his hometown anyway. Of course, there wasn’t a day that he didn’t contact you. But having him so far away made things much harder for you. The only positive thing about him moving to another city was the fact that your huge crush on him would melt down, at least you hoped so.

You were so in love with him. How could you not be ? Having him around so much, such a handsome and good guy, you simply had to develop feelings toward him.

Walking downstairs, you heard Enji laughing loudly at something your father said. You visiting your parents home again, while Todoroki’s were also there, all of you waiting for Dabi to return. It made your heart warm up again, missing moments when all of you were spending time together so often.

Making your way toward kitchen, you opened the fridge looking for something to eat. Not that you were hungry, you were simply bored and something had to kill that boredom.

Taking the milk pudding, you opened it and took one spoon. You tried to multitask somehow, with one hand you were eating the pudding, while with other hand just scrolling your instagram feed.

Suddenly, a head placed on your shoulder, trying to see what you were looking at. Your parents always did that. They had to know why you were always holding that damn phone in your hands.

,, Dad, this is private, I’m not a child anymore’’ you whined, pushing your fathers head away. You hated when he does that, privacy is privacy and it has to be respected.

,, I didn’t know you were into daddy kink’’ a familiar voice whispered, making you flinch in surprise. Turning around you immediately jumped on the person standing behind you. Dabi laughed, placing his hand around your waist hugging you strongly, before he pulled you up in the air.

,, You little piece of shit, I missed you so much’’ you said hugging him back, not paying any attention to your parents in the background.

The rest of the day was all about Touya. How he was, what did he do, does he have a girlfriend and so on. Of course he liked to be the center of the attention, talking about everything. Not that you were complaining, you were sinking in every word that came out of his mouth, admiring him as always.

At the end of the day, your parents made plans that this week all of you should meet and have a super cool bbq like in the old times. Which meant one big ass sleep over, with Todoroki’s. Those nights were always amazing, so much food, so much sweets and of course so much alcohol for grown ups. That was the reason why Rei and Enji slept over after all. All of them would simply get wasted.

Dabi decided he will sleep at your place, since he never saw your new apartment, all of them agreeing, knowing that there’s a lot he probably wanted to tell you.

First both of you went to his old home, placing his suitcase and taking just few stuff to bring over. He didn’t want to waste any time, since his parents were still at your place, and he really wanted to finally see your new apartment.

Placing his bag in his hallway, he immediately went inside your living room, looking around, commenting what doesn’t look good and how he would decorate it much better. He opened the fridge, feeling like home and took one ice cream out of the freezer. Making his way toward your couch.

,, So, where’s that piece of shit called Kai’’ he asked, biting the chocolate on the ice cream. You were confused a bit, since you broke up with Kai long time ago.

,, Didn’t I already tell you? It’s been six months since we broke up’’ you laughed out. How can it be possible that you left your dear Touya uninformed about your love life.

,, Oh, that breaks my heart.’’ He said sarcastically. ,, What happened?’’ he added licking the ice cream.

,, Well, he cheated on me’’ you lied, sitting down beside him. Well, technically he did cheat on you, but the reason behind it was because he found out about your feelings about Dabi. He found out that he was only being used to forget your one sided love. Not that you didn’t like Kai, you did find him attractive, but you couldn’t force yourself to do with him stuff every couple did. Which made him cheat on you, hoping he will make you step further. But at his surprise you did something every normal person would do, broke up with him.

You did feel disappointed that you two had to part your ways like that, but you also understood him and with that you couldn’t force yourself to hate him or be that much hurt.

,, He didn’t deserve you anyway. I have no idea what did you see in him. Dude looks like he fed a whole Village in Africa, no offense ‘’ he said, making you laugh.

,, Anyway, we are invited to Mina’s birthday this Saturday’’ you said placing both of your legs on the table.

,, Aren’t we having a bbq that day?’’ Dabi asked as he placed the stick of his ice cream on the table.

,, Yeah, but we can still go tho. They’ll be really happy to see you again, I told everyone that you are back’’ you said, as he placed his head on your lap. You smiled, knowing how much he loves when you play with his hair.

,, Sure, we can do both. I am glad I’ll see them all again’’ he said making your stomach twist out of jealousy. You knew how much Yua and Akari liked Dabi. Of course you were friends, but the fact that all these two had their eyes on him made your blood boil. Even Mina was into him, until she found a boyfriend recently. They didn’t know that you liked him, but you knew very well that they weren’t happy that you had him by your side all the time.

After telling you about the city and all his experience, you two decided to go to sleep since it was already 2AM. You went to the bathroom to change into your silk pajama, coming back only to find Dabi in your bed wearing only shorts.

,, I really wanna get some tattoos too’’ you said looking the tattoos over his chest and arms, wanting to touch every single one of them.

,, Do it’’ he simply said, placing his arms under his head. You just rolled your eyes on him, he knew very well that you weren’t that brave.

,,You can sleep here, I’ll crash on the couch’’ you said ready to stand up. He was a guest after all, and for him you would sleep on the floor if he asked you to.

,, Of course you’re not’’ he said grabbing your arm and pulling you in the bed beside him. Wrapping his one arm around you.

,, Don’t get all cold with me suddenly’’ he laughed while covering both of you with your covers. Of course, you two slept together in one bed before, it wasn’t something unusual. But knowing how you feel about him, you knew that with every move like this, your feelings will grow back even stronger then they were before.

,, Touya, we aren’t children anymore’’ you said, trying to wiggle out of his grip.

,, That’s exactly what I was thinking about. Might as well do stuff adults do’’ he said jokingly, making you push him even harder. Making sure you are smiling he just held you stronger repeating that he was joking.

Once you realized that he won’t really give up, you just gave in, preparing yourself for one sleepless night with him.

Dabi placed your leg over him, slowly caressing your tight while telling you about some nonsense like he did before until you would fall asleep. Once he thought that you fall asleep, you felt his long arms around you and his lips on your head.

Having him so close to you, he didn’t know what effect he had on you. For him it was just one normal night, while for you it was something you won’t be able to keep out of your mind next upcoming weeks.

The next days it was like before. Dabi was spending more time at your place as he did home. You two would spend time together, playing games, going grocery shopping together, visiting cafes and so on. You even saw Akari in one café, and of course she was all over Dabi. You couldn’t watch it, she was touching his arm so recklessly, and the fact that he wasn’t doing anything about it didn’t’ help either.

Excusing yourself, you said that you felt sick. Dabi wanted to follow you home, but Akari was insisting how he should stay, since they didn’t see each other for such a long time. Not wanting to make any scene, you just told him to stay, not to worry and left them.

On your way home, you felt terrible. It wasn’t anything big, but yet you overacted there and had to leave. But you simply couldn’t watch or hear anything more. You were the one that was supposed to touch him like that. You wanted to touch all those tattoos, and even tho you were his best friend you couldn’t find the courage to do it. Yet, stupid Akari did it without a problem.

Knowing that Dabi will probably just come back to your place, you made your way toward your parents house, not ready to face him somehow. In that moment you wished you didn’t gave him your spare keys. You didn’t want to wait for him and think about what they were doing.

Of course your parents were more then happy to welcome you home. Since you moved out you didn’t sleep at their place that often. But they knew something was wrong, not wanting to bother you, they just let you be.

Once again the night was sleepless for you. Dabi did contact you, asking if you are ok and if he should bring something to you, but once you saw that Akari posted him on her Instagram story, you couldn’t even force yourself to text him back.

You knew that It was so childish of you, he didn’t even know how you feel about him, yet that something small would upset you so much. But your feelings were getting better of you. The whole night you were rolling around in your bed, thinking if he’s home yet, if they are fucking somewhere. You were thinking what would have happened if you just stayed. If you did, he would probably just leave home with you.

Waking up next morning, you wanted to kill yourself. The soreness in your eyes didn’t help either. You saw few messages from Dabi, asking where you are, yada yada. Seeing that it was sent around 4am, you tossed your phone across the bed. Did he stay that long with her ?

You slowly stood up and made your way toward the bathroom, brushing your teeth before leaving home. Your parents were insisting that you should stay, and spend the rest of the day with them. It was Saturday anyway, so you’ll be here later anyway.

But you didn’t want, you had to clean your apartment a bit together with your thoughts. Also it was Minas birthday today, so you had to get ready before you leave for the bbq and her birthday.

Opening the door of your apartment, you saw Dabi’s shoes placed beside yours. Slowly tip toeing, you found him in your bedroom asleep. You slowly closed the door, and started cleaning quietly, making sure not to wake him up.

You wanted to lay down beside him, and simply cuddle yourself close to his body, but because of the thought of the last night, you also wanted to grab his hair and force him out of your apartment.

Of course, once he woke up, you couldn’t be mad at him anymore. You had to act it up, and just ignore what happened, after all how could you explain to him why were you even mad ? Dabi left your place around 16PM, leaving you all alone with your thoughts once again. You whished you could tell him how you felt, you wished he would understand.

When the time came, you wore your light purple spaghetti strap dress. Since the evenings were still kidna cold, you decided to wear your oversized black cardigan that was the same length as your dress. Covering just enough.

After doing your make up and straightening your hair, you placed your small bag over your shoulder and wore your overknee lace up boots before you left. The cardigan was bothering you a bit, since you knew how hot it usually gets when you’re in club, but once the wind brushed your naked tight, you didn’t mind it anymore.

Once you got at your parents place, you helped them with all the preparing. Your mom didn’t let you prepare the food, being scared you’ll ruin your dress. But you still helped with plates and all the alcohol. Placing everything on the table outside.

When they arrived Enji and your dad immediately started with the bbq. Rei and your mom were simply enjoying the evening and sipping on their wine, waiting for their food. While both of you and Dabi were simply on your phones. Once again you were upset, all of them complimented your looks, everyone but him. Piece of shit like he looked any better, whit his simple white shirt and jeans.

Lies.

He looked so beautiful without any effort, the tattoos on his arm totally visible.

You took the wine from the table filling your glass, drinking it fast down. Just the thought of Akari and other girls being all over him was driving you crazy. You had to prepare yourself.

,, Slow down doll, I don’t want to spend the rest of my night holding your hair in the toilet’’ Dabi said taking the now empty glass away from you and laughing a bit.

,,Don’t worry about me, I’m capable of taking care of myself on my own’’ you said taking the glass back and filling it with wine again. Who does he think he is ?

When the meat was done, both of you ate and drank a bit before leaving. Dabi didn’t want to drive since he also had plans to drink. Enji was insisting on giving you a ride, but you two didn’t want to break his fun, after all the club wasn’t that far away.

,,So, who will be there tonight?’’ Dabi asked you, taking the box of cigarettes out of his pocket and lighting one cigarette.

,, Mina of course, Yua, Himari, Ryohei, Hiro, Akari and Kai’’ you said, placing your hands in the pockets of your cardigan.

,, We should make your little Kai jealous, what do you think?’’ He said, placing his arm around your shoulders.

,, Nah, no need’’ you said looking down on the floor.

When you arrived the club was already full of people. Thankfully Mina waited for you two in front of the club, not wanting for you two to waste your time looking for them. You gave her the present that you and Dabi bought few days ago and graduated her. Knowing that Mina is in relationship with Hiro, so the hug she gave Dabi didn’t bother you so much.

Once you got inside, you greeted everyone and ordered your drinks. Of course Akari was giving all of her attention to Dabi, trying to get as close as possible to him.

None of you wanted to wait, so all of you ordered your drinks. You ordered Malibu with cherry juice, you were up for something sweet. Since the sweet drinks kick in much faster and that’s exactly what you needed. Dabi ordered whisky, while Kai, Hiro and Ryohei ordered pure Vodka. Rest of the girls ordered Wine.

,, Hey’’ you heard very familiar voice close to your ear. You turned around sipping on your drink, welcoming Kai with a small smile and nodding your head.

,, How are youu?’’ he asked loud enough for you to hear. Body too close to your own in your opinion.

,, I am good and you?’’ you simply answered finishing your drink, asking yourself why is he starting this random boring chat. Realizing that your friends were eyeing you and your ex down, you smirked to yourself. If they only knew, how little shit you gave about him.

,, Let’s go get another round of drinks’’ you said, and made your way toward the bar, while Kai was following every step you made.

,, You look beautiful tonight’’ Kai pointed after you ordered what everyone was drinking. Well, at least someone appreciates your effort tonight, you thought to yourself.

,, Thank you, you look cool yourself’’ you said already trying your drink, while giving the money with your right hand to the bartender. He didn’t look bad at all, wearing black button up shirt, one part of it tucked in his jeans. His typical black convers shoes. He looked good.

Once you two got back, placing all the drinks on the table, you could feel Dabi’s eyes on you. You weren’t sure if he wanted to tell you something, so you took his Whisky and went to him.

,, What is it ?’’ you asked giving him his drink.

,, Nothing at all’’ he replied eying you down. He was about to say something more, but Akari interrupted him, saying some nonsense. Not wanting to watch them together, you just left them, making your way toward Ryohei, Himari and Kai on the dancefloor.

All of you were dancing. Jumping around and waving your body to the sound of the music. You realized that Kai was trying real hard to get you to himself, but sadly your drinks didn’t hit you that much yet. Still the only person that was on your mind was Dabi. You wanted to look at him, and see what’s he doing, but you were afraid once you turn around you’ll find Akari all over him again, or even worse making out with him. It would definitely ruin your night.

After few more drinks, you finally started getting tipsy. While Mother Mother was playing, you and Himari were jumping around, making your way back toward the table to get your other drink that was already there, you two were screaming at each other ,, My daddy’s got a gun, My daddy’s got a gun, My daddy’s got a gun, you better run’’ moving your body crazily just as the music was.

,, Cheers’’ Himari screamed, once both of you placed a bit salt on your hand. Licking the salt of your hand, both of you drank the tequila fast before sucking the lemon. Making the weird face, both of you laughed preparing another shot.

Making your way back to the others, both of you were going crazy to the beat of the song you loved. With a new drink in your hand, you didn’t think about the consequences. After all the music was just so good, you simply had to drink.

Dancing around, you felt a body pressed against your. Tilting your head to the side, you realized it’s Kai standing behind you, trying to get as much of you as he could. At that moment you didn’t give a fuck anymore, just giving in and dancing with him. You saw Himari and Mina laughing at you, thinking you two will get together.

,, I’ll go smoke one fast, wanna come?’’ Kai asked. You simply shook your head giving him a sign that you'll simply wait and found yourself once again dancing with Himari. You were glad Himari was there, since without her you wouldn’t have much fun as you had now.

,, You are fast’’ you said, feeling Kai’s body behind you again. Slow down by Chase Atlantic started playing, no better song for grinding your body against someone else. Moving your body slowly, you felt his hands holding your hips firmly.

,, Are you sure you aren‘t into daddy kink doll?“raspy and deep voice made you twitch in shock. ,, What’s wrong? Didn’t expect me ?’’ he added, holding your hips stronger, not giving you any chance to move away from him.

You felt like there was no need to answer him, since Mina bought you another drink you were already busy sipping on your drink . After all, all you wanted to do was drink and get wasted in that moment anyway. So you moved your body from the side to the side, enjoying how close his body was to yours.

Realizing that you drank your drink, Dabi took it form your hand and gave it to the bartender that was passing by anyway. Turning you around to face him, he took your arms and placed them around his neck, while his own arms found their way to your waist.

,, Wasn’t the plan to make Kai jealous?’’ he asked. You could feel his hot breath on your ear. Tilting your head a bit to the left, you closed your eyes and gave him a small nod with the biggest grin ever.

The grin was long gone once you felt his hands over your ass, squeezing it tightly. ,, Then why am I at the end the jealous one ?’’ He asked giving you one more squeeze. Drunk like that you forgot about your friends and what might they think.

,, Is this how you treat your daddy?’’ he added, not giving you a chance to even progress the last question he gave you. You were never into daddy kink, but coming from his lips, you were ready to call him daddy as much as he wanted.

,, I want.. drink.. haha’’ you said laughing, hoping he will get you another one, since you weren’t capable to do it on your own anymore.

,, We are going home’’ he said. He was already tipsy on his own, but nowhere drunk as you were. He told everyone that you two are leaving, not giving you much time to greet them. Seeing disappointed look on Akari’s face made your night. IN YOUR FACE YOU BITCH ASS HOE

Dabi helped you wear your cardigan, and placed your bag over your shoulders, before he placed his hand around your waist helping you walk a bit. Well, you could walk, but with his grip around you, it was much easier.

,, I thought you could take care of yourself’’ he said once you two were outside. He placed you on the nearest bench, just to light up his cigarette before he pulled you up once again. You placed your arm around his shoulders, bragging about how you can walk perfectly fine.

,, Stop pissing me off doll, you’re hard to hold’’ he said as his grip was getting stronger.

,,Or what ?’’ You laughed, taking the cigarette from him and placing it between your lips. You don’t smoke usually, but alcohol took over you. Dabi laughed surprised, not used at the sight of you smoking.

,, My little Touya, you weren’t even born when I started smoking’’ you managed to say, while he was just laughing at the nonsense you were telling him.

Dabi didn’t know what he should do first, hold you firmly or pull your dress down, scared it was to high up for everyone else to see what’s under it.

,,Now, behave yourself, we are almost home’’ he said pulling your dress down a little, and throwing the almost done cigarette from your lips on the floor.

At his and your surprise both of your parents were still outside enjoying their time. You threw your arm up in the air ready to greet them, but Dabi stopped you fast enough. It’s not like your parents have anything against you drinking. But he wasn’t in a mood to talk with them about anything tonight. And he knew very well that drunk like that you were more then ready for a chat with them.

,, Already home?’’ Enji screamed once he saw you two. You were ready to brag about how you wanted to party a bit longer, but Dabi once again stopped you, telling them how you didn’t feel good that much.

,,What’s your problem man ?’’ You hissed at the party breaker that was pulling you upstairs to your room. Looking how your parents prepared your room made you grin. There was a mattress beside your bed prepared for Dabi.

,, They really think you’ll sleep down there’’ you grinned.

,, Obviously’’ Dabi said, placing you slowly on your bed.

,, Now, change into your pajama while I’m brushing my teeth’’ he said slowly, making sure you understand every word.

With alcohol in your system, you just lain down to rest a bit, before getting all the power and will you had to change.

Pulling your dress over your head, you started looking for your pajamas. Seeing Dabi’s shirt on the floor, you felt satisfied and just wore it. Standing there in the room, you thought if it’s his shirt he wore today, or just the one he got himself for bed. You would rather sleep naked than in a shirt he just wore in the club. Even the thought of the smell of all the smoke and alcohol made you feel dizzy.

Taking the part of his shirt, you pulled it close enough for you to sniff it making sure it’s not his shirt from clubbing.

,,What are you doing doll? ‘’ You froze. Looking to the side, you saw him leaning on the doorframe while smirk was formed on his lips. Luckily there was enough alcohol in your system to feel embarrassed in that very moment, since the view of you sniffing his shirt was weird as fuck.

,, Can’t get enough of me ?’’ he added getting closer to you. ,, You have to wear some shorts, or I’ll really be forced sleep on the mattress tonight’’ he added looking you up and down, while you just stood there speechless.

,, Come here, let’s take off your make up’’ he said, placing his hand on your back, leading the way to the bathroom.

Once you were in the bathroom, Dabi pulled you up, making you sit on the washing machine. Slowly helping you wash your teeth. Swinging your legs playfully, Dabi almost poured the water he prepared for you on the floor. Placing the glass to the side, he took your legs and wrapped them around his waist. Even tho you weren’t sober, you could completely understand the position you were in. Taking the wet wipes he started cleaning your make up carefully. You just closed your eyes enjoying his touch on your face, while he was giving his best to do it gentle as possible.

Sudden feel of a skin brushing over your nose made you open your eyes. Seeing his face not even inches from yours, made you froze. His nose brushing against your own, before you felt his soft lips against your own.

,, You are driving me crazy’’ he said, placing his forehead against yours. Not thinking twice you placed your hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for another kiss. At first you knew that he was surprised since he just stood there, but after a short second you felt him smile into the kiss, leaning in and wanting more.

With his hands under your, or better to say his own shirt, he was moving them up and down slowly. The touch of his hands rubbing your naked skin softly made you want more of him. Pulling him closer with your legs, you placed your hands on his chest , wanting to feel everything you could.

Pulling your head back breaking the kiss, you attacked his neck, leaving wet kisses all over it. Touya pulled your body up, placing his hands on your ass, making his way toward your room. Making small breaks while pushing your body against the wall trying to kissing you like his life depended on it.

Once he placed you on the bad, he didn’t waste any time, hovering over you and kissing your neck. Wanting everyone to know to who you belong to. He wanted to make sure the next time you see Kai, he will know that Dabi is the one that’s dicking you down.

,, I know you couldn’t stand the sight of me and Akari, but grinding on Kai like a little whore, making me all jealous was really unnecessary’’ he gasped between kisses. Pulling the shirt over your head he threw it over the room, leaving you only in your panties. ,, especially in that little dress of yours” he added, as he looked over your half naked body.

,, Fuck you, what did you expect of me, I was mad’’ you moaned out once you felt his lips on your breast, sucking and biting it.

,, Well.. guess what’’ he said, still sucking your boob, while squeezing the other one.

,,What?’’ you breathed out, eyes closed while enjoying his lips on your body.

,, Daddy will punish his little naughty girl’’ he said, once again leaving wet love marks all over your chest.

,,Touya, I’m really not into daddy kink’’ you said, your hands deep inside his hair.

,, But I am’’ he said, his head in front of your, making eye contact with you. ,, And tonight I want everyone to know who your real daddy is. I want everyone to know who you belong to’’ he said, wrapping his hand around your throat. ,, Do you understand me ?’’ he added.

,,Yes’’ you whispered, not breakig the eye contact.

,,Yes what?’’ he asked as his hand started to apply pressure to your throat. Not being used to choking, you couldn’t really manage to give him the right answer. It wasn’t the kind of choking where you felt like passing out because of the lack of oxygen, but you were still new to it.

,,Yes daddy’’ you managed to say somehow. Satisfied with your answer, Dabi moved his hand away from your throat, leaving small kisses over the same spot where his hand left small marks.

,, Such a good girl’’ he said, pulling your panties down. Licking his lips, as you were exposed to him. The fact that you were so valuable to him, and knowing how much power he had over you was turning Touya even more on.

Not wasting any time, he spread your thighs further apart, his head leaning down to run his tongue through your folds. Feeling his tongue piercing on your clit, something you always wanted to feel, made you throw you head back into the pillow, while grabbing Dabi’s head pulling him closer to yourself.

Licking you around your opening, the warm and hot feeling of his tongue, mixed with cold feeling of his piercing was making you shiver. You could feel him smirk against your core as he saw how much effect he has on you. You moan as his lips and tongue move against your folds, eating you out like it’s his last meal.

,,Touya please’’ you moan out, as he sucks roughly on your bundle of nerves, causing your body to jolt up, as your fingers grab his messy hair.

Flicking his tongue roughly and tugging your clit, his hands were holding your thighs firmly, as his light blue eyes were focused on you. It doesn’t take him long to make you cum all over his mouth, his name falling from your lips shamelessly. Climbing over you, he kissed you passionately, making you taste yourself on his lips.

Pulling away from the kiss, you started kissing his tattoos, something you wanted to do long time ago. Especially since he came back. Dabi breathed heavily, his head hanging low, while you were under him kissing every little line that covered his body.

He gave you the time you needed, exploring his body as much as you wanted. But once he felt your small hands pulling down his shorts together with his boxers, and licking the tip of his already erected dick, he had to stop you. At your surprise, even his dick was pierced.

,, Another time doll’’ he said, pulling you up. ,, I’ve been dying to fuck you since forever’’ he added, slowly rubbing the tip of his dick around your core. Without any warning his slammed his whole length inside making your scream both in pleasure and pain. Wiggling a little, trying to move just a bit away from him, hoping the pain will go away. But Touya couldn’t let that happened, now when he finally had his dick deep inside you.

,,Just relax baby’’ he said not moving, letting you adjust to his size. Placing soft kisses all over your jaw, then slowly moving out of you, only for him to slide back in, so slow that you could feel every vain of his dick move, together with his piercing rubbing your walls.

Dabi was moving so slow, grinding his hips against yours, as his fingers were rubbing your clit gently. Sliding out of you only until the edge of his head remains, before moving slowly again in, repeating the same move all over again. Only God knew how much he wanted to break you.

,, Touya’’ you moan out once he wraps his fingers with yours, placing your left arm above your head, while his right fingers were still rubbing your clit in circles. Your legs shake as you wrap them around him, another orgasm hitting you hard.

Dabi moans with you, as you squeeze his dick while riding of your orgasm. With you having your second orgasm, he couldn’t hold himself any longer. Your warm walls around him coated in juices were driving him crazy. All the soft and slow moves were forgotten, making his motions now much deeper and intense. Pulling out till the end and slamming recklessly into you again. Groaning in pleasure, he was slamming into you with a speed you could only imagine.

,, Touya, slow down’’ you moaned, closing your eyes, still sensitive from your second orgasm. ,, I don’t think I can take it’’ you added, trying to catch your breath.

,,Of course you can take it. Look at you, you’re taking it right now doll’’ he groaned, holding your hips in one place while fucking you hard like no one ever has before. You were a moaning mess, with every move your moans were louder.

,, Oh God, Touya’’ you moaned, fingers still connected to his. Grabbing his back with your left hand and digging your fingers inside his skin.

,, You’re takng it so well love’’ he said, groaning as he felt the pressure of your nails digging into his back. ,, Go ahead, scratch my back as much as you want’’ he added kissing you sloppily.

Once he started rubbing your clit again, you found yourself digging your nails into his back like a wild cat, finding comfort in it. ,, Touya’’ you moaned his name out as both of you were coming closer to your highs. You could feel his dick twitching inside of you, his moves becoming more deeper and jankier. His eyes were shut, while your body started shaking once again. Once again you felt your orgasm pulsing through your stomach, and there you were again squeezing his dick not being able to control yourself as you moaned his name over and over again. Dabi continued fucking you , his groans getting louder and louder, feeling your walls getting tighter and tighter while you were milking his dick down, he released. Emptying his seeds deep into you.

Both of you stayed in the same position, trying to breath normally. His thumb gently rubbing your hand, as he placed kisses all over your bruised neck.

,, You have no idea how much I wanted to be with you’’ he said between the kisses. ,,I’m so in love with you doll’’ he breathed out, making you feel butterfly’s inside your stomach.

,, Are you?’’ you asked, tilting your head just enough to look at him.

,, Don’t act like you didn’t know already’’ he said smiling, while brushing his nose against your cheek. Of course you didn’t know.

,,Fuck you, I was dying here for you, thinking my love is just one sided’’ you said hitting his chest lightly. ,, I even dated Kai hoping I’ll forget you somehow’’ you added hitting him once again, making him laugh a bit.

,, Don’t mention his name. That’s the past. You belong to me now, only me’’ he said, grabbing your jaw and kissing you. You were always his anyway.

,, All yours, Touya’’ you said, kissing him back-

,, Are you kids awake ? ´´ Enji’s head peeked inside your room, finding his eldest son naked on top of his best friends daughter. Making him choke on the air and forgetting the actual reason he was looking for you two.

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harmless (vii)

Summary: Bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. (Bucky x villain!reader, drabble series)

Warnings: cursing, existential crisis, frustrated bucky, dramatic reader, lil bit of angst, clint barton being a lil shit

Word count: 3.4k

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Bucky can’t stop staring at the mirror.

He wishes it was for narcissistic purposes. He had enough reason for it to be. His age may be a hundred but he had the youthful exuberance of a very drained sixty year old.

But no, it wasn’t because of the steel cut jawline or thousand gigawatt smile.

After last week’s mini-spiral, he does what almost half the videos on TikTok warn him not to do.

He got a haircut.

Everyone’s reaction stopped him from following it up with an ear piercing, but he can’t confidently say he didn’t at least consider it once. Maybe a neck tattoo.

He pulls at a lock of hair. It’s not even longer than his finger.

What did he do-

“It’s just a haircut, man,” he says to no one in particular, almost like he’s trying to reassure himself.

He runs his hands through his hair. It takes lesser time than he was used to.

Steve had told him he looked good. But then again, Steve wore a fugly costume 90% of the time, what did he know?

Clint acknowledged it and didn’t outright call him ugly, which he supposed was a compliment. Wanda simply smiled at him.

“FRIDAY?” he reaches out.

“Yes, Sergeant Barnes?” comes the automated reply.

“How are you?” It took him some getting used to her, given that she was constantly listening to everything, and in general seemed to go against the universal idea of privacy.

But his therapist told him he needed to form friendships.

She didn’t mention it had to be human ones.

“As good as ever. Is there anything I can help you with?”

He wants to ask her what she thinks of his hair until he realises fashion advice from a faceless AI is a new low for him. Maybe ‘Do you think I should crawl into a pit and die?’ would be more appropriate.

“Never mind,” he dismisses instead. “Any messages for today?”

“A reminder to buy a harder bed because you can’t keep sleeping on the floor.” Ah, that was on Sam’s recommendation three months ago, but he wasn’t going to stop any time soon. “And a text from a contact named Nuisance saying to meet them at the attached location in thirty minutes.”

“Where is the location?”

“The local sports centre.”

“Isn’t that closed today?”

If he had to go out in public looking like this, maybe he could wear a cap and sunglasses and no one would recognise him. Unfortunately, as he was reminded several times before by anyone with an iota of common sense, it was a stupid disguise.

Beanie it was, then. Bare minimum.

“It is, yes.” Fewer citizens to worry about.

“Okay.” He hesitates in front of the mirror again, adjusting the hat on his head. “Thank you, FRIDAY.”

“You’re welcome, Sergeant.”

He stares at the little tuft of hair at the front that refused to stay down no matter how much he shoved it back.

“Come on, man,” he exhales in slight despair. “Whatever.”

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The lock of the door leading to the pool is easy enough to pick. He can see how you got in without a hitch even though it was closed.

The deck around the pool was absolutely drenched in water. No one was using it, there was no reason for water to splash out unless it was deliberately kept like this.

He catches sight of you easily, being that you’re the only two people there. You were standing at the end of the hall, head ducked as you scrolled through your phone.

The door closes behind him with a soft thud.

You don’t look up from your mobile when you start talking, “What do you think 6 year olds like?”

Because James Barnes, carbon dated to 1917 and therefore certified young person, would definitely know the answer to this question.

“I don’t know. Lego?”

“Just how much money do you think a teacher makes-”

You stopped mid-sentence, finally lifting your head to catch his eye. He stares back at you, steps faltering when you don’t move.

"Who are you?" you squinted.

What

"It's me," Bucky says, tugging off the dumb beanie and using it to gesture vaguely towards himself. Fuck, he shouldn’t have worn it, it was ridiculous anyway-

"You sound like him..." You narrow your eyes. “You don't look like him.”

Great

He rolls his eyes before putting on a mock scowl. Can't have Bucky Barnes without a sense of eternal disgruntlement.

"Oh hey, that is you." You grin. "You got a haircut."

“I did.” He suddenly feels the awkwardness increase. His fingers fidget with the beanie.

“Nice.” You nod in acknowledgement.

He wants to hit himself at the words that just spill out before he could think about it. “You hate it.”

“I never said that,” you snort. “And since when does my opinion matter?”

“It doesn’t.” But now he wants to know what you think since he didn’t trust anyone else to tell him honestly.

“Must cut down on time in the shower, huh?”

It did.

He shrugs. He shoves the beanie into his back pocket.

“Was it a crisis haircut?” How did you kno- “Are you going to get bangs next time?”

“Shut up,” he says lamely, a dull burn in his cheeks.

“I know a place where you can get hair dye for cheap. Not technically FDA approved, but I think purple streaks are a good place to start-”

“What are we doing here?” he interrupts, sighing.

“Skinny dipping. Take off your shirt, Barnes.”

“Funny,” he says dryly, eyeing your shoes when you straighten up.

Ice skates.

“Fine, pants then.” You don’t make any effort to move from your end so he does, walking closer to you.

“What are those for?” He doesn’t hide the annoyance from his voice when he points at your feet.

“Oh, these?” You look down at them. “Yeah, I’m going to freeze the pool.”

That seems... mild compared to the shit show you wanted to do last time.

“For?” He halts where he is.

“’M gonna take my friends ice skating.”

“Is that all?” He wants to make a comment about the fact that you have friends but bites it back.

“Today is just a trial run. Tomorrow I’m gonna go freeze the East River.” There it is.

“The East River is not your personal ice skating rink.”

“Not yet it isn’t.” You lift up a middle finger.

It was too early for you to flip him off, even by your standards.

He raises an eyebrow.

Your face scrunches in confusion. You follow his gaze to your finger. “Oh yeah, no, that’s a freeze ring.”

Only then he notices a ring around the finger. From where he was standing he could make out the blue stone that adorned it.

“Joy.” He rolls up the sleeves of his black bomber jacket. “Let’s get this done with, then.”

“No no, wait.” You hold up your hand and he complies, having nothing to lose anyway. You pull out your phone and press a few buttons before shoving it back into your bag and tossing it aside.

The soft sounds of a piano start playing from a boombox near the corner of the room. A child starts singing following a series of knocks.

His eyebrows furrow. “What the fuck is this?”

“The Frozen soundtrack.” You beam at him. “I thought it was fitting.”

He doesn’t know what that is and at this point, he’s too afraid to ask. He can vaguely make out the lyrics being about a snowman but he isn’t too concerned.

He takes one step forward. You immediately point your fist at the ground in front of him, forcing him to jump back when a blast hits right in front of his shoes. Suddenly he gets why the floor is covered in water.

It sounds like a series of cracks as the water starts freezing over, a layer of ice now separating him and you.

"You ready?” The mischief was woven in your voice as the blasts continued throughout the deck, effectively turning the entire floor into ice.

Bucky takes a step tentatively forward. Not bad. He takes another. Okay.

The third one is when shit starts to hit the fan. His hands shoot out to hold onto his balance when his footing slips from beneath him.

His Nike sneakers aren’t used to snow. They’re used to well manicured lawns and pavement trips to Starbucks and marble floors of the compound. Not swimming pool decks covered in ice.

He can hear you singing in the distance and every time he looks up you’re a little further away, making sure every inch of space is frozen.

It takes him a while to get over the initial fear of breaking his skull and just move forward swiftly with short steps. A goddamn penguin is what he looked like.

“There you go, you’re getting it,” you chirp as you whiz past him. He reaches out to grab at you, only to miss by an inch. He staggers, arms flapping wildly to regain his stability.

He hears crackling beside him. He gets a second or two to watch ice crystals spread through the water before turning it completely solid. You step onto the now frozen pool, testing your weight with one leg before cautiously getting on.

A triumphant smile emerges on your face. “Awesome.”

He manages to press himself against the wall as a form of support.

There is no point to this whole thing. He knows this. It’s been well over 6 weeks and there is genuinely no point to this.

He realises it again when he moves from side to side, body erupting into a waddle.

Why is he doing this. He doesn’t get paid extra. He doesn’t get any kind of compensation. All he gets is more wisecracking geniuses, embarrassment and the mortifying ordeal of getting caught imitating a penguin.

The song changes to a woman singing about doing something for the first time, forcing him to pay attention to it. He hears something about ball room and balls and tunes right back out.

Bucky manages to find his way to the actual pool since that’s where you’re twirling around, opting to land on his mental arm in case things go wrong. He takes a sliding step forward, followed by another. Maybe he can do this.

“If a 200 pound super soldier can stand on this, I suppose it’s strong enough,” you muse, watching him slip and slide as he tries to invent makeshift ice skating.

Unfortunately, his method doesn’t have any brakes, so while he’s too busy trying to move forward, there’s no way to actually stop. He finds this out very soon when he almost launches himself off the edge of the pool.

Something yanks him backwards and back onto the ice.

“Honestly, this is utterly useless since you can’t really do anything but it’s the most fun I’ve had all week,” you admit when he goes sliding towards the middle, arms flailing.

“You had to pick fuckin’ ice of all things.” He thinks that maybe he’s getting a hang of this. He can definitely move faster than what he was doing like, 10 minutes ago. It’s not like you were going anywhere, anyway.

“I like to keep things spicy.”

He stays where he is to glare at you. You mouth the words to the song, watching his every move whenever it interested you.

Okay, change of plan; a temporary distraction till he figures out how to actually get the ring from you. He settles on skating towards the edge of the rink slowly, taking a step off, slipping almost immediately when his foot comes in contact with the deck.

“Where are you going?” you yell over the music initially but immediately break into song when it ends in a crescendo.

He takes a knee, lifting his metal arm up before driving it into the ground. It shatters magnificently, leaving small shards of ice at his disposal.

He picks up one of them, waiting for you to complete your dumb twirl. He takes aim, and-

“Ouch, what the fuck?” You stop your off key singing to rub your shoulder where the ice hit you.

He wordlessly picks up another piece to throw at you, hitting you squarely in the leg.

“Stop that!”

He may not be able to move as fast but he can definitely throw.

“Give me the ring,” he commands, stretching his arm behind his back before releasing another piece to hit your forearm.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” There’s nowhere you can skate to avoid his stupidly good marksmanship.

“You gotta do what you gotta do.” He shrugs, breaking another patch of ice to replenish his ammo. “Hand over the ring.”

“Over my dead body,” you shriek when a particularly big piece lands next to your feet. You knew he missed that shot on purpose.

“I feel like I’m finally acting my age,” he says casually, finding your darting about in order to avoid him more fun than he initially thought. “Can’t throw pebbles at meddling kids so this is the next best option. Thanks.”

“If you acted your age you’d be in a casket, Barnes,” you hissed, finding that skating in zig zags helped your cause, but not by much. “I’d be- you bitch- I’d be more than happy to help you get there.”

You raise your arm, ready to send another blast to freeze the water that was starting to melt around him, hopefully, keep him where he was if it froze around him.

He flinches. You notice immediately, hand dropping slightly when you realise what it looked like.

“I’m not gonna freeze you,” you say, softer than you intended. From what you knew, he had enough and more experience with that and you weren’t going to contribute to it.

He swallows thickly, giving himself a little shake of his head as if to jolt him out of his train of thought.

Another piece of ice hits you in the leg. You let out a string of curses at him.

“The more ice you make, the more I have to throw at you, Y/N.” He waits for you to regain your balance when you nearly take a stumble.

“Shut up, you’re so immature.”

“Remind me whose plan this was again?” No point waiting for you to regain your balance when you fall over only a few seconds later.

He gathers a few shards in his beanie, tucking it into his belt like a little makeshift rucksack just in case before venturing out on the main rink again.

It’s more difficult for you to stand without railings to guide you, giving him enough and more time to make his way towards you, staggering and skidding.

Both of you looked ridiculous.

“Stay away, fiend.”

“Ring first.” He holds his hand out in front of you. He even considered pulling you up if you just made things easier.

Next thing he knows he’s on his ass on the ice beside you.

“I hate you,” he groans, watching as you inch away from him on your knees.

He doesn’t really have any other options so he shoves aside the humiliation and gets on his knees, using his arms to drag him along the ice.

“For the love of Christ, none of us are winning here. Just give me the ring.”

The bitch from the soundtrack sings about letting it go but he won’t.

“Never,” you shout, sliding away from him as fast as possible.

You make use of the fact that the top layer of ice is starting to melt, using the ring to freeze it again. His knees and fingers get stuck as the water freezes over but he has super strength. It barely takes him a second to free himself.

“Great,” he huffs, just settling down on the ice, ignoring the sting of cold that was spreading through his limbs. Running after you wasn’t going to work; he needed a way to get the ring.

“You won last time, I’m not letting you win again.”

“Are we seriously keeping score?” He watches as you scramble towards the edge.

“No one likes a loser, Bucky.” You use the pool stair railings to pull yourself up.

“Explain why you have friends then.” He can’t help himself this time.

“Hardy har har.” You roll your eyes.

He doesn’t make an effort to move. Instead, when you take a step back into the rink, he raises his arm and pummels it into the ice, just to annoy you.

The ground damn near shakes, pushing you dangerously towards losing your balance again.

“Are you crazy?” Your arm shoots out in front of you to keep you from falling headfirst.

“No.” He does it again. This time there’s a crack in the ice. “I’m just very tired.”

“If the ice breaks we’re both gonna be underwater, you moron!”

“Fine by me.” He shrugs. “Freeze it again. I’ll just find different ways to ruin it for you.”

You glare at him. He raises his arm above his head again.

“Fine! Fine, stop.” You eye him as he lowers his arm.

He reaches for his stash of ice pieces from earlier, throwing one at your shoulder again.

“Boy, I swear if you don’t stop doing that-” you duck when another one comes at you. You had no idea he could be this annoying.

It suddenly hits him, like a lightbulb going off in his brain. He wipes his hands off on his jacket, getting on all fours before slowly managing to pick himself up again.

He looks at you, tilting his head slightly like he was studying you.

“What?” you ask suspiciously, eyeing as he starts inching closer towards you. “What are you thinking?”

It’s like watching a newborn deer stumble its way through the world, albeit more gracefully, until he starts picking up speed. The motherfucker was going to mow you down.

The skates are useful but not so much when an extremely determined bumbling oaf is barrelling towards you, his speed beginning to match yours even without equipment.

You don’t know why you’re running, you don’t know why he’s chasing after you but when you see the end of the pool you take a sharp left only to have him knock right into you, sending you both sprawling.

You land half on top of him, breaking your fall but it doesn’t stop the very loud groan that escapes your mouth. He’s already in the process of sitting up straight, giving you less time to analyse what just happened.

“What the fuck was that for?” you speak through gritted teeth. “Fuckin’ acting like the both of us have free healthcare.”

“You refused to give up.”

“So your plan was to tackle me like a quarterback?” You threw your hands up.

“One part of it.” He drags himself to the edge, away from you.

“There's more to your monkey brained plan?” He doesn’t look at you. The ice around the pool has more or less melted, letting him gain proper footing on the floor before he stands up.

“Oh, yeah.” He turns to you. “The other’s a trick I stole from Stark.”

Bucky holds up the ring. Your jaw slightly drops, eyes searching your finger for the now missing piece of tech.

“Suppose that’s two points for me?”

You’re impressed. You also want to stab him. So you do the next best thing.

“When I imagined you holding a ring in front of me, the circumstances were very different,” you comment.

“Bye, Y/N.” He spins on his heel, not even giving you a second’s worth of reaction. You found it amusing.

He heads towards the door, clothes all wet. He empties out melted ice water from his beanie before stuffing it into his pocket. Just when he’s about to leave, you remember something.

Do you mean it genuinely or just because it has an effect on him?

“Just for the record, Barnes, about your hair-” you call out, earning his attention from over his shoulder. “I think you look really good either way.”

The world may never know.

You swear you can see the corners of his lips quirk upwards before he turns around again.

He slips on a block of ice, cursing and clenching on to the door to keep him upright, quickly yanking it open and leaving before he has a chance to embarrass himself further.

Smooth.

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April Fools

Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Summary: Spencer needs to one up Reader just as he’s about to loose a prank war

A/N: I’m kicking things off for my 30 fics in 30 days for April with this fic inspired by April Fools day- lol this is a much better version compared to what I have experienced in the past with this holiday 😂 @90spumkin there’s a few specific lines in here that are totally inspired by your cowboy Spencer fic lol 😂 I’d like to hear all y’all’s thoughts so far or just drop me any type of anon here- ask me anything -my requests are also open!! Hope y’all enjoy reading ☺️

Warnings: 18+, Dom Spencer (not as harsh as in other fics of mine), Fingering, Edging, Public Sex, Sex with a hidden motive (there are some real feelings there 😉 plus reader acknowledges and knows the hidden motives)

Main Masterlist Word count: 2.4K

When you walked into the bullpen it was dead silent. If you dropped a pin you’d be able to hear it, even with the carpeted floors. You crept as quietly as you could, afraid that someone might jump out to scare you. It was not as if you had gotten in late today, you were actually cutting it rather close this morning.

Your fear of being submitted to a jump scare so early in the morning wasn’t as irrational. Today was the day that everything was going to come to an either a glorious defeat or a momentous victory. A two week long bet was tipping heavily in your favor at the final hours, you had to be careful to not let your hold over Spencer weaken in these last moments.

Today was April 1st- a day like any other to most people, but not to you and not to Spencer. It had all started when you both had begun trying to do little pranks on each other in the months leading up to the bet. If you asked anyone on the team they’d say it started when you replaced his normal standard deck of playing cards with a new set that had awkward pictures of Spencer you had accumulated over the years taped on them to represent each of the numbers and faces. Your personal favorite was the photos you had chosen for the Queens- one of Spencer looking rather regal, eyes cast downwards and with his hands crossed and a big lip pout while sitting at his desk obviously disproving of whatever Derek had said (who was also in the picture)

The team would’ve definitely said it had started there, but that was the first one that they had seen. The first one had actually been when Spencer had switched around the contacts in your phone while you weren’t looking while you had been hanging out with him. To be fair it had been in retaliation to you playfully teasing him about being a technophobe, all’s fair in love and war you had to admit.

And, whether you admitted to him or not, you did love him. This little bet that you set a few weeks ago had only strengthened your feelings. It involved setting a prank for each other, alternating every other day for two weeks until April Fools day, then the team would judge and figure out who one. You can definitely thank Morgan for that brilliant idea as he had spontaneously suggested it after your card prank on Spencer, though you bet he had been thinking about it for a while. Over the course of two weeks you had to delve into the mind of Spencer, really getting to know what would get under his skin, what would be the perfect prank for him.

“I hope you know what you got yourself into Spencer.” He had smirked back at me when you said that right after confirming your bet. You had delved into researching stuff, trying to figure out pranks that would be more personalized to Spencer rather than the ones everyone would see passed around. Eventually you landed on an idea for your last prank that was simple, yet the perfect way to get under Spencer’s skin. It was so easy you kicked yourself a little for not figuring it out before.

Apparently replacing the sugar Spencer specifically brought in for himself with salt was a step too far according to him. The glare that he had fixed on you after he had spit out his coffee onto his cardigan made you shiver, you knew you were going to be in for something big today.

Plus today was the aforementioned holiday that inspired the bet in the first place, you kind of wished you had gotten the chance to have the last laugh. You were still crossing your fingers and toes in hopes that it wouldn’t compare to your coffee prank.

Your eyes locked on the lone figure standing in the maze of desks, Spencer. It felt as if you were both ready at high noon for a duel to see who drew their gun fastest. Though, comparatively there was a distinct lack of cowboy hats and the sun was down to low for a proper duel. That didn’t stop your mind from wandering to thinking about him in a cowboy hat, he’d definitely look good. you’d have to get him one some day or maybe put a snake in a cowboy boot if another prank war was to ever crop up.

“Where is everybody?” You asked, though you knew that Spencer had probably sent them off elsewhere, you had done the same thing earlier when you needed to convince him that he had come in on his day off.

“I may have bribed them a bit to be elsewhere right now.” He spoke with a smirk that would have seemed foreign to you until you guys had started this. Now it was a staple for him whenever you saw him, going right along with his cardigan and tie to complete his look. There was no complaint from you, Spencer acting slightly cocky just before you were about to get pranked on oddly made you get hot and bothered easier than you’d like to admit.

Pushing those thoughts aside, you crossed your arms in front of you, probably a vain attempt to protect yourself from whatever was coming. Your voice came out a little shaky, “What for?”

“Just wanted to talk to you- privately…” He skated around your question, not really giving you any definitive answer. Though, you hadn’t really expected him to lay out his whole plan, that would just be counterproductive. There was a slight pause in conversation, you were about to break it with your own response when he added,“You know I’ve always found you desirable, Y/N…”

The simple teasing conversation that you had been having with him suddenly pivoted. The air in the room felt like it had been sucked out, leaving you gasping. Even if some part of this led to a prank, you knew Spencer wouldn’t play with your feelings like that. What was most likely happening is that he was using this confession to also pull a fast one on you. His deep brown eyes piercing into your own told you that he was telling the truth in that regard, plus if earlier in the bet was any indication, he wasn’t that good of a liar.

“This wasn’t what I thought you’d be talking to me in private about but- I’ve always found you desirable too...” You admitted with a gulp, pressing your weight into the edge of your desk almost sitting on it.

Your full weight pushed to sit fully on top of your desk, undoubtedly crinkling some important papers underneath when he stepped forward to close the large gap between the two of you. The tension was thick around you now with only two sentences spoken, both full of truth.

“Do you want me as much as I want you?” His lips were now so close to yours his breath was projected onto your lips.

“Yes.” You confirmed, with no hesitation. Honestly, you wouldn’t care if there was some sort of prank he was going to play on you soon, you knew that what he had said didn’t just apply to now. That was the part that mattered to you.

His lips surged forward to meet yours, letting all the tension that had been rising boil over. It was everything you had imagined and more, his lips just as soft and pillowy as they had been in your dreams.

When he pulled your skirt up roughly to expose your bottom half to him you came up off of the edge of the desk slightly, then being pushed back down once you were partially exposed before him. You squeaked into his mouth in shock of how fast this was escalating, but didn’t protest any further, wanting to see where he was going with this. You were so glad that he had gotten the team to leave the bullpen for a while, this would be a hard situation to explain. Being out in the open didn’t make you more nervous though, it excited you to know that someone could be around the corner with only the desk dividers hiding your exposed bottom half.

He didn’t even bother to push your panties down to your knees or ankles. He just pulled them aside to gain access to your now positively dripping hole. You hadn’t even thought to question how this tied into his prank, like it inevitably did, yet. You just wanted more of him, in any way you could get him.

His eyes were fixated on your dripping entrance, seemingly mesmerized by finally being able to see it. The awe in his eyes certainly did make you feel adored by him, but your desire made you feel impatient, “Spencer, do something or I’ll take care of it myself.”

A growl was all you were going to get in response to your desperate snarky comment. He then brought his hand up to suck on two of his fingers, his pointer and his middle. But, instead of then putting them to good use to help you reach a peak he stalled some more by bringing them up to your own mouth.

“I want you to suck too.” A little whine was all you could give in response before letting his fingers inside your mouth. You sucked diligently, making sure to get them wet enough for you.

Once he was finally satisfied with your efforts he removed them, a slight popping noise escaping. Bringing his hand down slowly was just another attempt to tease some more, but you knew that he’d reach there eventually. No matter how hard it was to be patient, you did so, though with a bit of squirming.

Your hips bucked up immediately in response to his fingers coming into content with your clit, Spencer’s other hand came down to press your hips back down again. He spent his sweet time playing with patterns, circling your clit a few times slowly before switching to a faster figure 8 pattern, seemingly just to get you more desperate.

“Spencer- again if you don’t do more I’ll take care of it myself!” You snapped harder with more venom this time, patience wearing dangerously thin. You thought you heard a small whisper of the word brat underneath his breath, but you decided to table it when he finally did oblige you.

You had to bite down on your lip hard when he stopped circling your entrance to plunge two of his fingers inside of you. The pressure on your lip was most certainly almost enough to break the skin while he began thrusting his fingers inside you in a steady rhythm, crooking them perfectly to make you see stars. You had to bite your lip so hard to combat the raging moans that wanted to escape from you due to the pressure he was putting on your gspot.

He brought his thumb up to circle your clit again once he saw that you were getting close, helping push you closer towards the edge. Your lungs were heaving in gasping breaths mixed with desperate moans as he continued to add stimulation to your most sensitive spots, hitting them perfectly with each crook of his fingers and circling of your clit.

Just as your orgasm was about to wash over you, all of his movements stopped abruptly. The euphoric stimulation you had been feeling was ripped away from you, his thumb on your clit halted, the curling of his fingers ceased, and his mouth that had been pressing kisses and hidden hickies to my collarbone had concluded its actions.

“April fools.” He then removed his fingers from me and promptly sauntered off to his own desk with no other words for you. Your legs were still shaking, more now from being edged to the point that you fully had to sit down onto your desk to try and regain your composure. Your jaw also was hanging slack in shock in contrast to how hard you had been biting your lips earlier while his fingers had been inside you.

A little glance from Spencer was thrown your way that was probably to gage your reaction,

you spotted even in your disheveled and distraught state. You had to admit, it was not what you were expecting and he had got you good. Your plan paled in comparison by far considering you were just going to have the entire office call him Stanley all day- and of course steal the coffee grounds to see if you could provoke an even bigger reaction out of him.

A deep sigh came from you, an non verbal admission of your glorious defeat. He had well and truly got you, it wasn’t as if you could exactly defend yourself and your pranks to the team during judging. Not that you really wanted to defend them, there was no reason to, he had well and truly beaten you. You could accept when you had been beaten, you’d accept defeat with grace. Though you definitely still feared the idea Spencer would come up with as a consolation prize for his win.

Reaching down with your hands to a stack of files on your desk you absentmindedly straightened them, then sitting down in your desk chair. You wriggled around a bit, feeling the dampness in your parties, already regretting sitting down. With another sigh you nodded towards Spencer, an acknowledgement of his momentous victory before getting up again to go clean yourself up in the bathroom to clean up- and maybe splash some cold water on your face. Though by the smirk on his face, there was no way this wasn’t going to happen again. And, maybe with him actually letting you finish or not, the thrill was sometimes in the chase of one. You’d also have to think of your own way of retaliation in the future of course, just because you accepted defeat just now doesn’t mean there wasn't a longer war to be won. Plus perhaps you will admit your deeper feelings for him that you could now see lying beneath his eyes as well, feelings much deeper than desire.

Safe to say you just told the team that you lost fair and square, not divulging why no matter how much Penelope pried. It was without a doubt, a glorious defeat.

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mosswillow · 3 years

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Hey I saw that your requests for headcanons are open so if it's not a problem for you I had this idea in my head on how would the Avengers react on reader having pierced nipples(I was thinking about Tony, Steve, Thor, Nat, Bruce, Clint, Bucky, Peter, Wanda, Vision, Dr Strange. If they are too much you can write whoever you want or if you have any idea for anyone else go fo it) And so like I had it in my head as if reader is kinda new in the team and now one really new that until one day she wore a crop top without a bra and they were showing. Like after a bath or in the morning right after she woke up, and the team isn't really fond of her so they aren't making any comments about it, just their thoughts. It's okay if you don't want to or can't write it but thank you in advanced

a/n- Oh my goodness. I wrote this whole fic (I know the ask was for a head-cannon but Inn this case a fic actually felt easier.) then came back to post and realized it's not what you asked for. 🤦‍♀️ I'm so sorry Anon, it's also been months I think that you've been waiting. They're supposed to not like her and it's all in their heads. I wrote it with them all reacting to it verbally, and they like her. Send another ask and lmk if you want me to redo this. I'm going to go ahead and release what I already wrote for now.

Here now - Steve Rogers x Fem reader. (plus a little bit of Tony, Sam, Thor, Nat, Bruce, Clint, Bucky, Peter, Wanda, Vision, and Dr. Strange.)

Warnings - dark(ish), 18+ adult content, nipple piercings.

They’re never up this late, or at least they haven't been since you moved in with them. You’re the new girl still and while they’re all kind to you, you don’t fit in. It’s like they’re a family. They have history together that you just don’t. They’ve been through so much together while you just kinda just fell into it. Literally.

Yeah sure, you have super strength but it’s not something you want. Unlike most of the others, your power was something you were born with. You’ve never wanted to be a hero, you just want to be normal.

One day you were walking home from work while watching some stupid cat tik tok. You tripped and fell into this guy, tanging together with him on the sidewalk. When you looked up the entire avenger squad was running your way. Then you noticed the blood. The guy was covered in it. He had this look in his eyes that felt off. You didn't think, just punched. Your fist collided with his face, giving a satisfying crunch before he could scurry away.

Captain America got to you first and to your surprise chewed you out for your recklessness, it was quite the out of body experience. According to him, you shouldn’t have been on your phone while walking. He didn’t even say thank you or anything for catching the guy. But oh, how it made you feel with him standing over you all big with his muscles and piercing blue eyes. You should have been offended by how he was treating you but instead found yourself turned on.

Knocking out an evil villain made you a target, or so you were told. Your options were to join the avengers or live knowing that someone would probably show up in your life and either kill you or turn you into a weapon. You didn’t have much of a choice but to go with them.

That was a month ago. Since then you’ve mostly tried to stay to yourself.

Today, or rather tonight, you crave ice cream.

The freezer is always filled with all sorts of treats so you’ve made a sort of routine a few nights a week where you sneak out and eat a dessert.

You plop a hefty spoonful of vanilla ice cream into a bowl and bring the sweet treat to your lips, moaning at how good it tastes. Someone coughs and you look up into dark brown eyes.

“Oh, sorry, was this yours?” you ask Sam.

“No, you’re good, keep going.” He says, smirking as he steps back and crosses his arms.

You pause for a few minutes trying to understand what’s happening.

“Where’s Cap?” he asks.

“I don’t know?”

“Woah,” Tony’s voice rings through the air. you look up to see the whole crew walking in sans Vision and his highness, Captain America.

They look at you like you’re naked or something and it makes you feel more and more uncomfortable. Then you realize that they’re not looking at you, they’re looking at your breasts.

Fuck.

You look down and remember you’re not wearing a bra. They don't know that your nipples are pierced, or didn't know. Now they do.

“Hey, what’s everyone doing in here?” Vision walks in and looks around, knitting his brow in confusion. He looks at your nipples but doesn't seem surprised. “I don't understand.”

“I’ll explain later,” Wanda says quietly.

“Apparently nobody here has seen a nipple piercing before.” you say, rolling your eyes.

“It’s just a surprise to come in here and see you showing them off in that little outfit. I should have known, the shy ones are always the ones with fun surprises.” Tony says.

“You should have heard her moaning a few minutes ago,” Sam chimes in.

You should walk away but your feet won’t move.

“We’re looking respectfully. Wanda says.

“I’m looking a bit disrespectful.” Natasha says. “Sorry, ”

“Why would you do that to yourself?” Bucky asks.

“You can't ask that Buck.” Bruce chides.

“I think I’m going to go to my room.” You finally say, moving towards the hallway.

“You don’t have to leave. I’ve come across many women with piercings, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Thor laughs.

“Yeah, don't leave, stay right there and moan more.” Clint adds.

“Well now she’s definitely going to leave,” Peter says, glaring at Clint. "and she was just starting to warm up to us. I'm tired of waiting for-" He's elbowed by Natasha.

“Children. Actual children.” Stephen sighs.

“Cap’s going to be pissed,” Tony says.

“Why?” you ask, stopping and turning around.

“She doesn't know,” Peter says.

“Know what?”

“He obviously has a thing for you,” Wanda rolls her eyes.

“So?”

“He’s old fashioned, doesn’t like anyone walking around barely clothed, let alone his girl. He gets jealous.” Bucky shrugs.

“We’re also not really supposed to have piercings,” Peter adds.

You slowly back away. “Ok, well this conversation was weird… let’s not do it again.”

You slink back into the hallway and almost reach your room when you’re pushed against the wall. You’re used to being able to push anyone off but Steve is even stronger than you. Warmth pools in your belly as you realize that you feel totally powerless for the first time in your life. Fuck, why does this turn you on so much?

“Did it hurt,” Steve whispers. He brings his fingers to a nipple and plays with it, making your knees go weak.

“When I got it, yes.”

“And now?”

“It… It feels good.”

“Good,” he purrs, groping at your breasts.

He reaches around you and opens the handle, pushing you in.

“You’ll have to get rid of them,” he says frowning.

Fire is ignited inside you.

“You can’t tell me not to get rid of them just because of your stupid sexism.”

“Oh, you misunderstand,” he says “I like them. If it was up to me you’d keep them,”

“Then why?”

“Combat and piercings don’t mix,” he shrugs.

“Piercings or not, don’t wear this outfit out of your room again,” he brushes a finger over one of the piercings. “And yes, I’m definitely being sexist.”

“I-” your breath hitches as he leans into your ear and takes a lobe in his mouth, “But you like it, don't you naughty girl?” He whispers.

You bite your lower lip and flutter your eyelashes. You should say something, anything. He backs off of you and opens your door.

“Welcome to the team,” he smirks before leaving.

#dark!avengers x reader #dark avengers #dark!steve rogers #dark mcu

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queenshelby · 3 years

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The Singer – Part Three

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 7,970

Warning: Smut, Some Swearing, Age Gap

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***Raising Suspicions***

Kurt was quick to tell Amanda about his suspicions. He was sure that Cillian and you were involved after he’s seen Cillian’s watch at your apartment, lying on his study desk along with an empty condom wrapper.

He wasn’t surprised, knowing very well that you preferred older partners and that he was the exception all along. But Amanda didn’t buy into his suspicions.

‘Common Kurt, you are being ridiculous. Cillian wouldn’t be interested in Y/N’ Amanda said, but Kurt simply raised an eyebrow at Amanda’s comment.

According to Amanda, you weren’t Cillian’s type. You were too young and too outspoken. In addition, she explained to Kurt that Cillian wouldn’t like your tattoos, piercings and your involvement on social media. You were completely different to Amanda, not just physically but also mentally. You were an extrovert whereas Amanda was an introvert. She was mostly quiet and reserved whereas you were loud and direct.

Despite Amanda’s comments, Kurt didn’t back down and eventually confronted Cillian when they were on their own.

‘Are you fucking my girlfriend?’ Kurt asked Cillian out of the blue.

‘Excuse me?’ Cillian responded somewhat flustered by Kurt’s question.

‘It’s a simple question Cillian. Are you fucking my girlfriend? Yes or no?’ Kurt asked again angrily, starring at Cillian’s watch again.

‘Did someone spike your coffee this morning or something?’ Cillian asked somewhat annoyed, making Kurt sound absurd.

‘Alright, don’t fucking answer my question then but, just so you know, since you are always trying so hard to stay out of the tabloids, it would look really fucking bad if you left Amanda for a woman half your age’ Kurt went on to say, catching Cillian by surprise.

‘You have issues man’ Cillian said angrily before walking away from the conversation, getting on with the things he had to do for the arts and music festival.

Despite Cillian’s immediate reaction to Kurt’s question, Kurt’s comments didn’t leave Cillian’s mind for the remainder of the day.

Of course, it would be bad if he was involved with someone half his age, especially shortly after separating from Amanda which was something that wasn’t even public knowledge yet and it was exactly this what made Cillian think about whether he should continue seeing you.

With these thoughts on his mind, he became rather distant over the next few days, not returning your calls and messages, only engaging into conversations with you when he absolutely had to.

You were frustrated by his behaviour and the least you were expecting from him was that he would talk with you about what happened between you. If he believed it was a mistake that you slept with each other, then you wanted to know.

Eventually, a week had passed and nothing had changed.

***New Woman***

After having been upset and frustrated with Cillian and Kurt, you’ve given up on men all together and, on a Thursday evening, your closest friend Emily and her fiancée Judy took you out to a LGBT friendly bar in Dublin.

It was cocktail night and Judy introduced you to a friend of hers named Kirsten. Kirsten was a local Dublin artist and photographer and you got on with her quite well immediately.

You spent the entire evening talking and dancing and you eventually had a few too many drinks and left the bar together with Kirsten.

Sharing a taxi together, you got quite comfortable on the backseats and things eventually got heated between you and Kirsten when Kirsten leaned in and kissed you passionately while running one of her hands between your thighs.

Her lips were soft and smelled like strawberries from the lip gloss she was wearing and you couldn’t resist but give into the kiss on the backseat of the taxi.

‘Did you want to come to my place?’ Kirsten asked when your lips drifted apart.

‘I probably shouldn’t…I have been making a few mistakes lately’ you whispered, knowing that Kirsten was, in fact, in a relationship with someone else.

‘It could stay our little secret you know’ Kirsten smirked but, despite the large amount of alcohol you had to drink, you shook your head.

‘Listen, you are gorgeous but I don’t do one-night stands, I am sorry. Perhaps we will meet again under different circumstances’ you said with a tender smile before allowing Kirsten to kiss you once more just before the taxi driver pulled up in front of her apartment.

After a short final kiss, Kirsten got out of the taxi and walked into her apartment while you remained sitting, asking the taxi driver to take you home.

When you got home, you quickly undressed and let yourself fall onto your soft and large vintage style bed which is where you remained fast asleep until 8 o’clock the following morning.

At 8 o’clock, your phone beeped and it was text message from your sister with a link to one of the bar’s patron’s Twitter Accounts…

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“New Relationship for Y/N L/N with sexy Dublin artist Kirsten Lang??? It looks like Kurt Spencer is finally out of the picture”

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This was a nightmare, you thought. The last thing you needed was false information being out there about you while you were still dealing with your break up from Kurt and all you could think about was Cillian.

But, there was nothing you could do about it and, after digesting the news, you had a shower and got ready for another day of organising this arts and music festival.

When you arrived at the usual meeting spot, everyone had already seen the Twitter post and Kurt immediately gave you a serving about it, asking you why he wasn’t invited for a threesome with your lesbian friend.

‘Fuck off’ was all you managed to respond with. Still hungover and angry about the Twitter post, the last thing you needed was Kurt making a comment like this.

With your coffee in your hand, you eventually sat down next to Cillian who looked at you with a half grin on his face. His eyes were full of questions but he didn’t say anything at all.

‘What?’ you asked, annoyed by the way he looked at you.

‘Are you alright?’ Cillian asked concerned.

‘No, I am not fucking alright, ok? I am sick of this shit’ you said with frustration as you scrolled through the Twitter comments.

‘You need to be more careful about who you hook up with in public. Trust me, I speak from experience’ Cillian chuckled, referring to that one night a few years ago where he was caught by cameras having a night out with one of his female co-stars. The incident caused his first major fight and break up with Amanda until it became public that Cillian and his female co-star were, in fact, accompanied by his co-star’s boyfriend and several other members of the film crew.

‘Well thanks for the advice’ you said angrily, still unsure why he cared.

‘Was it worth it at least?’ Cillian asked carefully, trying to figure out whether anything happened between you and Kirsten

‘Nothing happened. We just kissed. So no, it wasn’t fucking worth it’ you said. You couldn’t help but chuckle yourself knowing how idiotic this all was.

‘You’ve got two choices here. Either, you set the record straight or you let it go Y/N’ Cillian said calmly, feeling genuinely sorry for you.

‘What would you do in my situation?’ you asked.

‘I’ve learned not to give a shit about gossip like this over the years. Personally, I would let it slide. But I can see that it bothers you, so get your manager to make a statement on your behalf or, like you young people do, make a statement yourself on this platform with the bird on it which I think is where the rumours are coming from, right?’ Cillian recommended with a warm smile.

‘What Twitter?’ you laughed.

‘Yeah. Or you can use whatever social media platform you young artists use these days’ Cillian suggested.

‘Good idea old man. I will make a tweet’ you laughed. ‘But tell me, if you don’t use Twitter, how did you know about it in the first place?’ you went on and asked.

‘Kurt has a big mouth’ Cillian chuckled.

‘Of course’ you sighed.

After the initial Twitter drama, your day working with Cillian went exceptionally well and you felt much better after setting the record straight on Twitter, having your followers and fans interact on your post and offering their support.

You finished up after about five hours, ready to head back home in order to have a lazy evening.

‘Do you want a lift back home?’ Cillian asked after you indicated that you would be leaving and were ready to catch up on some sleep. You had told Cillian earlier that your car was still with the mechanics and he could see the tiredness on your face.

‘No thanks, I will walk’ you said despite the fact that you were tired and walking was the last thing on your mind. You were trying to spend as little time as possible with Cillian.

Cillian nodded and, just like this, you were out of the door.

‘You know, if you like her, perhaps just tell her’ Janine, the administration assistant, said to Cillian after having observed his interactions with you for the past few weeks.

‘Excuse me?’ Cillian asked surprised and with a slight chuckle.

‘It’s obvious that you like her. Just as it is obvious that you touched the damn printer again last week even after I told you not to’ she then went on to say.

‘I am sorry about the printer’ Cillian chuckled.

‘Sure you are’ she laughed before walking off.

***Change of Mind***

Unfortunately for you, the following day, which was also going to be the last day of working with Cillian and some others on the festival preparations, was going to be even worse than the last.

You barely made it to the office on time again, not having had much sleep again. You were on to your third cup of coffee and had been taking pain killers all night.

‘Fuck Y/N, you look awful. Are you alright?’ Cillian said as you sat down next to him and, over at the copier station, he could see Janine shake her head in disbelieve. He just told the woman he liked that she looks awful. He was a hopeless case she thought.

‘Oh, thanks Cillian. That makes me feel better’ you chuckled as you took a sip from your large cup of coffee and popped yet another two tablets of paracetamol.

‘Sorry, I didn’t mean it this way. You just look unwell’ Cillian said shyly, looking over to Janine for guidance. She nodded in approval.

‘I am fine. It’s just the time of the month’ you responded quietly and with some embarrassment.

‘What do you mean?’ Cillian asked with some confusion.

‘She means that she’s got her period Cillian’ Janine chuckled from behind before walking off.

‘Right. Of course’ Cillian said, his cheeks starting to flush. ‘Why didn’t you just stay at home if you are unwell?’ he went on to ask.

‘Because my apartment won’t have any electricity until 8pm. They are finally fixing the central heating system’ you explained.

‘Bad timing’ he responded.

‘I know. I will go to my sister’s later for dinner. Although I don’t really feel like it. She’s got two young kids who are quite a hand full and all I want to really do is chill and watch Netflix’ you whined.

‘Well, if you want to, you can come over to my place. No kids there and we could get some food, watch a movie and then I will drive you home once the electricians have left’ Cillian suggested.

‘Do you actually mean that or is this a “come up for tap water” type of situation?’ you asked causing Cillian to laugh.

‘You just said you have your period so it’s defiantly not a “come to my house for some tap water” type situation’ Cillian chuckled.

‘Believe it or not, some guys are into that. It’s just that I am not’ you giggled, causing Cillian to raise his eyebrows.

‘I can assure you that I am not one of those guys. Just a movie and some food, alright?’ Cillian laughed and you nodded, knowing that this would be a mistake but you much preferred a quiet evening with Cillian than a loud evening with your nephews while you were battling your period pains.

Just as promised, after a long day, Cillian took you home with him after you cancelled on your sister.

He dropped you at his house first, showing you how the TV works, before leaving you there on your own for half an hour so that he could organise some food for you as his fridge was usually empty now that Amanda had finally moved out.

While he was gone, you looked around the living area and you noticed that all pictures of Amanda and Cillian had gone. He clearly had moved on.

Eventually, you lied down on the lounge, watching TV and it wasn’t long until Cillian returned with two large shopping bags and it looked to you like he was going to cook for you.

‘When you said food, I expected pizza or chinese take away’ you said surprised before telling him that no man had ever cooked you dinner before and you were delighted by his efforts.

‘Nah, I enjoy cooking’ Cillian said with a warm smile as he continued to unpack the grocery bags.

Amongst ingredients for risotto, he also bought a caramel fudge ice cream, a bottle of wine, a hot water bottle and very warm ruby red socks.

‘Please explain’ you giggled as you held up the socks.

‘The last time we watched a movie together, in your bed, you had your feet wedged between my lower thighs because they were cold’ Cillian laughed before running his thumb over your cheeks and then pulling away, realising that he might have overstepped the line once again.

‘Thank you, you are very observant’ you said, feeling the want to kiss him but holding back.

‘How about you have bath while I do this’ Cillian then suggested and your eyes lid up. Your apartment didn’t have a bathtub but you also didn’t see a bathtub in the bathroom you used the last time when you came to Cillian’s house.

‘I feel bad. I should really help you’ you then said, feeling guilty that Cillian was doing all the work.

‘There is no need Y/N. Common, I will run you a bath’ Cillian said before showing you the way upstairs to his bedroom.

‘You’ve got nice taste’ you said as you looked around his bedroom and observed the quite obviously new furniture and artwork.

‘Thanks’ Cillian chuckled as he grabbed a fluffy white towel from the large cabinet inside his walk in-wardrobe.

The entire bedroom was furnished with modern wooden furniture and only a little decoration. Over the bed there was a large painting of a landscape in France and the bedside lamps were almost contemporary or vintage.

Across from the large king size bed was a spa bath and, behind a nook, there was the rest of the bathroom. The entire area could be closed by a large sliding door or could be left open if you wanted to watch TV.

You watched Cillian put some bubble bath into the tub and then turn on the water before changing the lightening and handing you the towel, a t-shirt and your brand-new fluffy socks.

‘I will be downstairs alright?’ he said with a warm smile and you nodded shyly.

You got undressed as soon as he left the room and sank into the hot water. It was delightful but you wished he would have joined you for the bath.

He was very different from Kurt, caring and romantic and you wished that he would let you in, give you chance.

After your bath, you returned downstairs wearing nothing but the t-shirt Cillian had given you, your panties and the red fluffy socks.

‘This was so nice’ you said as the pain in your stomach had decreased. ‘And this smells so good’ you added as you looked what Cillian was cooking.

‘Before I put all this chilli in there, do you like spicy food?’ Cillian asked as you stood next to him, closely watching what he was doing.

‘I love spicy food so bring it on’ you giggled, giving Cillian a big smile.

***Return of Romance***

After you both ate dinner and cleaned up the dishes, Cillian had a quick shower before sitting down next to you on the lounge in a t-shirt and trackpants.

‘Still bad?’ Cillian asked as he observed you holding your stomach.

‘Yeah, it usually lasts a day or two’ you said and, without asking, Cillian got up and boiled the kettle.

Moments later, he returned with the hot water bottle he had purchased and placed it onto your stomach before indicating to you to lie down on the lounge and pick a movie.

‘Seriously? You let me pick a movie again?’ you asked as Cillian sat down next to you.

‘I know I might regret this but yeah’ Cillian chuckled just as you put one of the small lounge pillows onto his laps and rested your head on top of it.

Cillian’s hands soon found your hair and ran his fingers through it gently while you searched through Netflix.

‘Please, no’ Cillian chuckled as you stopped at Pretty Woman and cheekily pressed play.

It was your favourite movie and Cillian already regretted giving you the remote control.

About ten minutes into the movie, you shared some ice cream and then you sat up next to him, curling up against his chest watching Julia Roberts seducing Richard Gere.

You were still in pain and Cillian noticed, his hand rubbing against your lower back gently while you held onto your hot water bottle.

‘Are you alright?’ he whispered while you took in the scent of his aftershave.

‘Hmm, yeah this is nice’ you murmured, referring to Cillian’s hand massaging your lower back gently.

‘I am glad that I am not a woman’ Cillian chuckled just before he moved some of your hair out of your face which was when you looked up at him, starring into his deep blue eyes yet again while Richard Gere was taking Julia Roberts over the piano.

‘I always wanted to do this…on a piano’ you said quietly, causing Cillian to chuckle again but then lean forward, pressing his lips onto yours gently.

You loved the feeling of his soft lips on yours and gave into the kiss which was long, gentle and passionate.

Then your lips drifted apart and you looked at each other full of questions before they met again, this time more intense than before, your tongues meeting and moving in sync.

‘I missed this’ Cillian whispered as your lips drifted apart, his hands caressing your face gently.

‘So did I’ you said quietly before wanting more, kissing Cillian again, not getting enough of his sweet lips.

You spent the remainder of the movie curled up against each other, touching each other and kissing each other until, finally, Richard Gere climbed up Julia Robert’s balcony ladder with a bunch of flowers, admitting his love to her.

‘God that is so damn romantic’ you said as your eyes began to water, Cillian looking at you somewhat confused.

‘If you say so’ he chuckled before giving you another kiss and taking the ice cream bowls to the dishwasher.

‘I should probably get home soon Cilly, I am pretty tired’ you said as you got up, following him to the kitchen but not really wanting to leave.

‘You can stay the night if you want’ Cillian said, his hands on your hips, pulling you close for another kiss.

You nodded shyly before asking him whether he would give your lower back another rub. No one had ever done this for you before and it felt amazing, taking away some of the awful pain.

‘I could give you a massage in bed’ he smirked, causing you to look at him with some confusion.

‘Are you being cheeky?’ you asked, thinking that he intends to get kinky with you which was not what you were after while on your period.

‘No, I am serious’ Cillian said before kissing you again briefly. ‘Let me show you what these hands can do’ he winked, causing you to laugh and follow him upstairs to his bedroom.

As soon as you arrived at the front of Cillian’s large bed, you were quick to take off your t-shirt and climb on the bed, wearing nothing but your cotton panties and warm socks.

Cillian momentarily disappeared, getting some sort of body lotion from beneath the sink.

‘That should work I guess’ he said before he climbed onto the bed with you, his eyes gazing over your mostly naked body for a minute before he squirted some of the cold lotion onto your back.

His hands were magic, working your upper back and then your lower back gently before he leaned down, trailing small kisses at the back of your neck.

Goosebumps were forming all over your skin and you wished that you didn’t have your period as, otherwise, you would have turned around and make him take you on his large and comfortable bed.

Eventually, after Cillian had massaged your back for almost 20 minutes, you turned around to face him, relaxed and even somewhat sleepy.

‘Fuck that felt good’ you giggled just before Cillian took off his t-shirt and tracksuit pants and lied down next to you, quickly throwing the large doona over you both in the hope that you wouldn’t notice his raging erection.

‘Feeling a little better?’ he asked and you nodded before thanking him for taking care of you.

‘You know I could help you with that?’ you smirked as you reached for his crotch, noticing how hard he was.

‘Not tonight’ Cillian said as he pushed your hand away gently, knowing that you were probably still in pain. But, none of this prevented him from pulling you closer towards him for more gentle kisses until, eventually, you curled up against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

‘Cillian?’ you murmured, looking up into his deep blue eyes once again.

‘Hmm’ he responded with a warm smile, his fingers running through your hair gently.

‘What is this between us?’ you wanted to know.

‘I don’t know. All I know is that I can’t stay away from you no matter how hard I try’ he responded, his tone soft and warm.

‘Then stop trying. I mean, why are you trying anyway?’ you chuckled as you continued to look up at him while playing with his chest hair.

‘For so many fucking reasons Y/N’ he responded.

‘Like what?’ you asked.

‘For starters, you are twenty years younger than me’ he explained and you knew that the age gap between you had been an issue for Cillian.

‘So? You know I prefer older men’ you reassured him.

‘I’ve seen the shit you went through with your ex-girlfriend. This is going to be worse and I know much bad press bothers you’ he explained, remembering reading the tabloids when your first long term relationship broke down.

‘I am willing to take my chances. What else?’ you asked.

‘We both just came out of failed relationships. I don’t think it’s smart to start dating again so soon’ Cillian said concerned.

‘Listen Cillian, I don’t expect to be your girlfriend or us going public. At the moment, you keep pushing me away every time we get closer and I wonder if we could just give this a chance. Let’s just keep it between us and see where it goes’ you suggested.

‘I would like that’ he then said before giving you another few kisses and turning off the light.

You were still curled up against Cillian and could feel the heat radiate from his body when you drifted off to sleep. Usually, you hated sleeping in other people’s beds but, that night, you felt comfortable and safe.

No one had ever treated you so well and you were happy with where you and Cillian were at and how far you had come after all the ups and downs.

You also remembered your relationship with Kurt. Being with Cillian was all so different to what you knew. It made you realise what you had missed out on.

You slept well through the night with Cillian holding you tight but, the following morning, you were woken up by an uncomfortable feeling beneath you.

You were quite vigilant when it came to your period and when you felt something sticky on your upper thigh, you got disturbed.

Woken by the unfamiliar feeling, your eyes drifted open slowly and you looked up. It was getting light outside which was when it clicked.

You remembered that you should probably have changed your tampon again before going to sleep and your heart began to pound heavily.

Feeling you wiggle around and moving the doona to the side, Cillian was slowly waking up himself, his arm falling over to the side searching for you.

But, you had scooted up and out of the bed which is when you noticed the two small blood stains on your upper thigh.

You quickly ran to the bathroom to wash them off and change what had to be changed but you knew what this meant.

You probably had gotten some stains onto Cillian’s sheet sheets as well and you weren’t ready to face this embarrassment.

‘What’s wrong Y/N?’ Cillian murmured as you returned from the bathroom.

‘I…I think…’ was all you managed to say as you pulled aside the doona and, as you had feared, noticed a small blood stain not only on the sheets but also on Cillian’s upper thigh, which was caught up in between your legs all night when you were sleeping.

You immediately began to shake nervously, feeling embarrassed by what had just happened.

‘Hey Y/N, what’s wrong?’ Cillian asked as he held out one of his hands, indicating for you to come back to bed as he was surprised by your reaction.

‘I am sorry Cillian but I think I stained your sheets and there is some on your thigh…I am so fucking sorry’ you said almost hysterical.

Cillian looked down at his thigh and the sheets for a brief moment, unsure about what the problem was until he noticed the blood stains.

‘So? I will wash the sheets and have a shower, who cares’ Cillian said with a raised eyebrow before pulling you onto him.

‘That’s so embarrassing’ you said but Cillian disagreed.

‘No, it’s natural. Don’t worry about it’ he said before kissing you passionately and you were surprised that he wasn’t bothered in the slightest. Kurt would have made a massive scene if you had ruined his fine cotton sheets like that.

As you were making out, sharing several kisses while grinding your bodies against each other to get some traction, you suddenly heard a loud female voice coming from the doorway.

‘You are fucking kidding me’ Amanda said loudly and in disbelieved as she saw you on top of Cillian half naked by that point.

‘Holy Fuck’ you shouted before quickly scooting beneath the doona.

‘What the hell are you doing here?’ Cillian asked somewhat angrily about the fact that she had just entered his house unannounced before getting up and pulling a t-shirt over his head.

‘Getting the last of my stuff. I told you I would come by over the weekend to grab it’ Amanda explained angrily.

‘Yes, and I would have expected you to use the fucking doorbell when you do’ Cillian said firmly before walking downstairs with her.

‘I cannot believe that Kurt was actually right’ Amanda said almost hysterical and you could hear her and Cillian argue from the bedroom.

‘Right about what?’ Cillian asked.

‘That you are fucking her. God that’s so disgusting, you know that? She is almost half your age…trading me in for a younger model, that’s something I never expected’ Amanda said with anger.

‘I didn’t trade you in for anyone Amanda. We broke up because you couldn’t get over your fucking jealousy’ Cillian explained.

‘Well, it was warranted it seems’ Amanda said.

‘I never fucking cheated on you’ Cillian yelled and it was at this point that Amanda began to shout, calling you and Cillian names.

Eventually, Cillian kicked Amanda out of his house and immediately called a locksmith before driving you home.

***First Date***

You didn’t expect to hear from Cillian for the remainder of the day, especially in light of what happened with Amanda and the fact that he told you last night that he wasn’t sure where this was going between you. But, to your surprise, at around 2 o’clock you received a call from him.

During the call, Cillian asked whether you felt like going for dinner with him at restaurant near your house.

Was this a date, you wondered? It sure sounded like a date. If it was a date, did it mean that he no longer cared about the implications he was concerned about previously after your talk last night?

You sure wanted to find out and accepted Cillian’s offer to take you for dinner and he picked you up at 6 o’clock, nice and early so that you had enough time to watch a movie at your place afterwards.

The restaurant was rather busy and Cillian had booked a nice booth in the corner, giving you some privacy.

He ordered a bottle of wine while you looked through the menu for some tapas to share. You enjoyed the same type of food and it was easy for you to agree on the dishes.

‘So, is this a date?’ you asked Cillian after the waitress had taken your order.

‘I suppose’ he chuckled before he took your hands into his, sharing a tender moment with you.

‘Good, because I was worried that our run in with Amanda this morning put you off a little. I’ve heard what she said to you’ you said quietly, knowing about Cillian’s reluctance when it came to dating you, a woman twenty years his junior.

‘If anything, it made me care even less about the reservations I have about us’ Cillian explained.

‘Well, hopefully, those reservations will disappear completely when you realise how awesome I am’ you joked just before the waitress brought out the first dish.

You enjoyed your dinner and wine despite the fact that a group of girls on a table nearby were watching you. You tried hard not to care, but the giggling and whispering bothered you more than it would usually have when you were out with someone else.

Eventually, one of the women from the table came over just as you and Cillian were about to leave, asking Cillian for photo which he declined politely.

The restaurant was only a short stroll from your apartment and you were ready to get your comfortable clothes on and watch a movie with Cillian.

Shortly after you arrived at your apartment, you got changed into a nightie, poured two glasses of wine and asked Cillian whether he could get the lighter from the top draw of your bedside table so that you could light some candles.

As you put the two glasses of wine onto your coffee table, you heard a loud buzzing coming from besides your bed and you recognised the sound immediately.

‘Cillian!’ you shouted as you watched Cillian play with one of your vibrators, a big grin running over his face.

‘Give it here. I said top draw, not bottom draw’ you chuckled as you took the vibrator out of his hand.

‘How does it work? It clearly won’t fit inside you’ he asked curiously, his grin getting bigger.

‘It’s called a wand and it is for clitoral stimulation only. I actually never used it because it’s too intense. My sister talked me into it, saying it’s the best thing ever. But I don’t know’ you explained, your face flushing with embarrassment.

‘Sounds interesting’ Cillian chuckled, which is when you noticed that Cillian had already lid the candles on your beside table.

‘Not really’ you said before you shuffed the vibrator back into the draw and, just as you came up, Cillian crashed his lips onto yours.

‘There are other things I’ve found in your draw’ Cillian said after your lips drifted apart and before he reached for the handcuffs and satin blindfold in your bedside table and threw them onto your bed.

‘Cillian, remember, I’ve got my period’ you giggled just as Cillian pulled your nightie over your head, leaving you in nothing but your panties.

‘I am aware. Just let me make you feel good’ he said, grinning again before pushing you onto the bed and hoovering over you.

‘Cillian, I am serious’ you giggled, his teeth grazing your neck gently.

‘Don’t worry, your panties are staying on and I promise that I won’t touch you down there’ he said reassuringly and, whilst you had no idea how he would get you off without touching your most intimate body part, you agreed and reluctantly lifted your hands over your head and allowed Cillian to tie your wrists against the bedhead with your leather cuffs.

Cillian then gently placed the blindfolds over your eyes, carefully tying the knot behind your head without catching your hair in between it.

You trusted him. Yet it was difficult for you to relax especially since, all of a sudden, you heard a familiar loud bussing sound again.

‘No no no, this vibrator is too intense. I never….oh my fucking god’ you moaned as you threw your head back into the pillow and arched your back as soon as the vibrator hit your clit through your thin cotton panties.

‘Fuck that’s sexy’ Cillian observed as he watched you squirm against your restraints and moan as he moved the vibrator over your clit in circle motions.

‘Don’t move’ he then chuckled as he placed the vibrator onto your clit and resting the handle on your stomach. You felt the weight on your bed lightening and heard him get up, walking away from you momentarily.

‘Fuck Cillian…don’t leave me like this’ you protested just before you heard the door of the fridge opening. What was he doing? Getting himself a beer?

Then, finally, you could feel his weight on the mattress again, right next to you.

His hands began to roam over your breasts and stomach while he pushed the wand back against your clit more firmly after tuning it up a notch.

‘No no no….oh god’ you moaned, your legs squirming.

‘If you do not stay still on your own, I will tie your legs up too’ Cillian said cheekily before pulling on each of your nipple piercings slightly. He knew that you loved it when he did this, subjecting you to this little bit of pain.

You inhaled sharply, wanting him to pull them again, but Cillian had other ideas and it wasn’t long until you felt something extremely cold on your left nipple.

‘Fuck, Cillian’ you moaned as ice cold water began to run down your left breast while he turned up the setting of the vibrator again.

The ice cold feeling soon moved to your right nipple, running down from it over your stomach like a cold stream of water. By this time it was obvious to you that it was an ice cube which Cillian had placed into his mouth and which he was running over your breasts.

You could feel it melt slowly and the cold water ran all the way to your belly button followed by his hot breath.

Then, you could feel the entire ice cube slid down your stomach and all the way to the hem of your panties while, again, Cillian turned up the vibrator, reaching its highest setting.

‘Holy Christ’ you inhaled, trying as hard as you could to stay still.

You were close to climaxing and Cillian had to hold you down, securing your thighs so that you were unable to squirm away.

‘Oh fuck yes’ you screamed as, finally, your orgasm washed over you and you had no choice but to give into the sensation.

It was at this point that you heard a knock on the wall from the apartment beside yours, causing Cillian to chuckle as you had told him about the letter you received from your neighbour last week complaining about the noise level from your apartment when Cillian visited you the last time.

You eventually came down from your high and Cillian released his tight grip on you and turned off the vibrator before taking off your blindfolds and untying you from the bed.

‘Feeling better?’ he asked and, surprisingly, you did.

With a quick nod and thanks, you pulled Cillian on top of you for a passionate kiss before pushing him down onto the mattress beneath you.

Without words, you looked at him and suggestively bit your lips before reaching for his black Calvin Klein briefs and pulling them down.

‘You know I just love your cock…it’s fucking perfect’ you smirked as you starred at his erection before separating his legs, bending his knees up and taking your place between them.

Cillian scooted himself up in the bed so that he could watch you and you leaned forward to kiss him, loving and deep, before making your decent on his perfectly toned body.

When you finally reached his hard shaft, you kissed the tip of his cock suggestively before collecting his precum with your tongue.

Cillian’s hands knew what to do to help you now and he gathered up your hair and hold it out of the way as you lowered your head and take his cock into your mouth, moaning as your mouth is filled.

Cillian groaned as you finally took all of his length into your mouth and down your throat. You wanted to devour him and you took your time about it, pleasure slowly building, pressure teased and growing as you kept bobbing your head up and down.

Looking up at him while you wrapped your lips around his hard member turned him on incredibly and it didn’t take long for his breathing to become laboured.

By this point, his legs straighten, splayed out on either side of you while the frequency of his moans and groans increased.

You knew Cillian was getting close and you loved watching him moan with a slightly open mouth while you slowly and deliberately wrap your lips tightly on the head of his cock and take him deep into your throat again, all the way to the base.

Your eyes close on their own with the sensation and greed you feel and each time you rise you look into Cillian’s deep blue eyes, stopping to let him watch as you flick your tongue all over his frenulum and swollen pink tip.

His face suddenly changed and his mouth contorts. Cillian’s hands tighten, no longer simply holding your long hair out of the way but gripping your head with handfuls of your hair in both hands right at the scalp. He took control, pushing your head down hard, his cock filling your throat before letting go of you again.

‘Again’ you moaned, loving the way he takes charge and he complied with your request, grabbing your hair again and making you take his length all the way into your throat.

‘Fuck Y/N, I am close’ he moaned and, with him thrusting into your mouth and you bobbing your head at the same time, it wasn’t long until you felt it, the unmistakable spurt of cum into your mouth as his body is finally released.

You could taste him, feeling the slick cream on your tongue, holding it in your mouth as you milk the last drops. Then looking up, you see Cillian’s beautiful sexy smile and flushed cheeks, open your mouth and show him the cum pooled on your tongue.

Another groan escaped him as he watched you hold it, tilting your head back slightly while some drips escaped you and ran over your chin.

Looking at his face, completely turned on by what you were doing, you smiled wickedly and very deliberately closed your lips, looked at him, and swallowed.

‘God, why are you so fucking sexy?’ Cillian asked just as you moved up towards him and pressed your lips onto his.

‘I don’t know, I just am’ you winked before sharing another passionate kiss while his hands were roaming over your back.

After some pillow talk, you eventually curled up against Cillian, running your fingers through his chest hair while his right hand gently touched your cheek.

It didn’t take either of you long to fall asleep and you were still curled up against each other the next morning when you heard a loud knock on the door.

***Meeting June***

‘Will we ever be able to just wake up next to each other without being interrupted?’ Cillian growled as he turned over, ignoring the knock on the door completely. He was clearly not a morning person.

You jumped up quickly and threw on Cillian’s t-shirt which, the night before, had found it’s way to the floor besides your bed.

Wearing nothing but the t-shirt, some purple cotton panties and giant plush socks with small bunny rabbits on it, you walked to the door and opened it, thinking that, surely, it was just a delivery. Your local postman had a habit of arriving early and you were considering getting a postal box soon.

‘Good Morning Sis’ June said and it took you a few seconds to rub your eyes yawn before realising that you probably shouldn’t let her inside with Cillian lying in your bed completely naked.

But your sister didn’t ask for permission and barged inside, putting a bag of croissants and two coffees on to the kitchen counter.

‘What are you doing here?’ you asked surprised as she hung up her coat.

‘I know how shit you feel when you get your period and you didn’t come by the other night so I wanted to check on you, that’s all’ June explained just as she was walking through your loft, not having noticed Cillian yet as part of the view of the bed was covered by a large industrial style bookshelf.

‘Now is not a very good time’ you said nervously which was when she noticed clothes scattered across the floor.

‘Oh shit’ she giggled just before she bluntly looked past the large bookshelf.

‘Morning June’ Cillian chuckled just as he reached down to the floor to retrieve his briefs before pulling them beneath the doona and trying to discretely put them back on.

‘Holy fuck’ June shouted, her jaw dropping to the floor.

‘Jupp, swearing runs in the family’ Cillian chuckled before getting up from beneath the doona, wearing nothing but his black Calvin Klein briefs.

With a grin on his face, he walked over towards you and gave you a quick kiss before taking your coffee from your hand, taking a sip and telling you that he will go and have a quick shower.

He quickly retrieved his jeans from the floor and disappeared into the bathroom all while your sister’s eyes followed his every move.

‘Stop looking at him’ you demanded, giving your sister a nudge as it was obvious to you that she was checking out Cillian’s ass.

‘How the fuck did this happen? Did I just dream this?’ she asked as you were shyly drinking your coffee with some embarrassment, unsure how to answer her question.

‘Oh my god, he is the guy you were telling me about. This all makes sense now’ June said and you confirmed her suspicions and told her that you’ve resolved your differences.

You trusted your sister and told her about what you had discussed with Cillian the night before and that you were at his house, which is why you cancelled on her.

Eventually, Cillian came out of the bathroom, wearing his tight black jeans but not much else.

Your sister looked at him with some excitement, not even ashamed for drooling over the man you were involved with.

You noticed immediately, giving her another nudge just as Cillian stole the rest of your coffee.

‘Can you put your shirt on please’ you eventually said before handing Cillian one of the croissants and the jam from your fridge.

‘Well, I would, but you are wearing it’ Cillian reminded you, unbothered by the fact that your sister was in the same room.

You quickly disappeared behind the bookshelf and changed into your own clothes before handing Cillian his t-shirt and your sister sighed with some disappointment as he put it on.

Despite the fact that he had met your sister already, he felt somewhat awkward with your sister around and, after putting on his t-shirt, he left your apartment in order to get some more coffees, allowing you to update your sister on the situation.

While he was out, waiting for his coffee order at the nearby coffee shop, he received a call from his agent drawing his attention to a quite unfavourable article which had just appeared online, less than 30 minutes ago.

**************

OK! Magazine News

Cillian Murphy following the Hollywood Trend?

Rumours have emerged suggesting a developing relationship between actor Cillian Murphy (43) and singer/songwriter Y/N L/N (23). This comes after Murphy has only last month been spotted at a Dublin fundraising event with long term girlfriend Amanda Winter and L/N was rumoured to be involved with local artist Kirsten Mann after having been spotted leaving Soho Bar together as little as three nights ago.

Music producer Kurt Meskin confirmed the break up from singer and songwriter girlfriend Y/N L/N earlier yesterday and revealed that the break up was due to a romance unfolding between Y/N L/N and actor Cillian Murphy. It is unclear how Kirsten Mann is involved and Meskin wasn’t able to comment on Mann’s relationship with L/N’s.

Murphy and L/N have been working together with others, including Meskin, on the United Arts and Music Festival since earlier this year. The festival is set to take place later this year and will feature L/N as well as Murphy’s long term girlfriend Amanda Winter.

Meskin said that he was saddened by L/N’s actions but has accepted her decision.

‘There is not much I can do. Unfortunately, these things happen but it’s simply sad to know that not only one, but two relationships have been destroyed by her actions’ Meskin said when referring to what sounds like an affair between L/N and Murphy.

It is not clear whether Murphy and Winter have since separated but it appears to be likely as L/N and Murphy were spotted in front of Le Maison Restaurant in Dublin late yesterday evening.

The picture appeared on Twitter shortly after the date night between Murphy and L/N and has since received a large number of comments as fans question what happened with Amanda Winter and criticise the twenty year ago gap between Murphy and L/N.

“Perhaps he’s following into the footsteps of other Hollywood actors like DiCaprio who like their girlfriends much younger” one person commented on Twitter.

Neither L/N or Murphy have commented on the rumours but, with L/N’s social media presence, it is probably just a matter of time until a statement is received.

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— pretty boy

summary: you’re best friends with the new up-and-coming hero, toshinori yagi. pet names are a force of habit for you, and toshinori happens to be “pretty boy”. despite the nickname, he shows you how serious he is about becoming a hero

pairing: young all-might/toshinori yagi x reader

w/c: 1.9k

warnings: creepy dude grabs the reader against their will, but that’s about it

requested by: @lady-latte (ty for sending this in love!! i need some more toshinori in my life)

“Hey there, Pretty Boy!”

The nickname came as smoothly as silk does, falling from your lips and out into the warm summer air like honey dripping from its comb. It was a nickname that had always felt natural, despite its embarrassing nature. If it ever bothered Toshinori Yagi, he never showed it.

He grinned as you strolled up to him. His blonde hair was sticking out in its usual unruly manner, with the two pieces of bangs that never seemed to lay flat arched over his sweaty forehead. Magnificent blue eyes pierced through your own in the twilight of dusk, cutting straight through the dim glow from the street lamp nearby.

“What are you doing out here this time of night?” he asked, stretching his bare arms above his head, the muscles bulging in his biceps.

“Wanted to see what you were up to,” you replied with a matching grin, and you leaned against the fence. “Working out again?”

“Yeah,” he said, leaning down and picking up a barbell that lay at his feet. He lifted it with ease and began rhythmically curling it into his chest. “School starts again in a few weeks, and I want to make sure I’m absolutely ready for it. Since my Quirk finally activated, I’ve got a lot of training to make up for.”

You pursed your lips and looked down at the concrete. A dandelion weed was pushing through a crack in the sidewalk, stretching itself and its little yellow petals up towards the darkening sky. You glanced back up to Toshinori and smiled again. “I know you’ll be amazing,” you encouraged, your eyes following the barbell in his hands: up and down and up and down. “I heard you got a new mentor.”

“I did,” he said, straining against the weight. A drop of sweat slid down his face as he set the barbell down. “She told me to keep it on the low for a bit, so--sworn to secrecy.” He made a show of locking his lips with an invisible key before tossing it out of sight.

You laughed. “I wasn’t going to ask anyways, dummy. I’m sure you’ll tell me who this amazing new teacher is when the time is right.” After a few seconds, you bit your lip with uncertainty and studied him before asking, “Right?”

Toshinori wiped his brow again and looked at you. “Of course I’d tell you. You’re my best friend.”

“Don’t you forget it,” you chuckled, playfully punching his shoulder. Man, he really put on some muscle over the summer, you noticed, rubbing your knuckles as you pulled your arm back. As he stretched his arms up over his head again, you tilted your head to the side. And a good couple inches. “How...how tall are you, now?” you tentatively asked.

Toshinori relaxed and glanced down at himself. “Dunno,” he said with a shrug. “Haven’t measured myself lately.”

“You really grew over the summer,” you half-heartedly joked, crossing your arms. “Are you...okay?”

His disposition shifted at the question, and for a moment you saw how tired he really was--but the moment passed, and he was back to being Mr. Walking Sunshine. Toshinori flashed you a toothy grin and gave a thumbs-up, “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be? All of my dreams are coming true!”

“Alright, alright,” you conceded. “Just checkin’, Pretty Boy. We wouldn’t want anything happening to the world’s next #1 hero, would we?”

“You really think I can do it?” he quietly asked, bending down to pack up his weights. His face was hidden from you, but you could hear the doubt in his voice.

You reached out and placed a hand on his warm shoulder, feeling the muscles flexing beneath your fingertips. “I know you can do it, Toshi.”

He stood up tall and grinned down at you. “Heh. Thanks, y/n. I know I can always count on you to believe in me.”

“Race you to the end of the block?”

“You know you’ll never be able to beat me.”

“Hey, you’ve got a literal weight to hold you back,” you laughed, already jogging towards the street. “C’mon, that new movie is playing at the theater--loser has to buy the popcorn.”

“I don’t know why you insist on doing this to yourself, y/n!” Toshinori called out from behind you as you started running. He seemed pretty far back, and you used this as motivation to run faster and harder down the city street towards the movie theater. The summer air sung with cicadas as the early stars came out to twinkle in the sky above you. But just as you were getting into a good rhythm, you heard his thundering footsteps on the sidewalk behind you.

“I’ll take my popcorn with extra butter!” he shouted at you as he sprinted by, his blonde hair flying in the wind.

“One day I’ll figure out how you’re cheating!” you shouted back, your lungs already gasping for precious air.

Toshinori’s face was adorned with a triumphant smile as he flew down the length of the street, his duffle bag full of weights strapped to his back. “--and some yakitori to go with it!” he called over his shoulder at you before disappearing around the corner.

You slowed down to a jog, and then to a walk, and you breathed heavily to regain your composure. No matter how many times you challenged him, or how many times he insisted on giving you a headstart--he always beat you. Always.

“You’re going to be the greatest,” you murmured under your breath, deciding to walk the rest of the way to the theater. He usually came back to make sure you were okay, even after beating you. It was almost unfair.

But before you could make it to the next block, an uneasy feeling crept over your skin, and all of the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end. Suddenly, the quiet street seemed dark and menacing--nothing like it had been only a few minutes ago. The shadowy corners of the alleys shifted and moved out of the corners of your eyes. It felt like you were being watched.

Your feet began to move quicker down the sidewalk, and you tried to keep yourself within the glow of the street lamps as much as you could. Just a few more feet and you would turn the corner and see Toshinori standing there with that smile on his face, and you’d be safe--

“Where ya goin’ this time of night?” a gravelly voice chuckled from behind you, and you felt calloused hands roughly grip your arm. “Pretty thing like you should know better than to be walking around this part of town all alone.”

You froze in fear, your wide, unblinking eyes staring at the end of the block--waiting for Toshi to appear. Any moment now, and he would come charging to your rescue.

“Hey,” the villain growled, his grip on your arm tightening. “I asked you a question.”

“Let go of me,” you managed to whisper, still staring at the street corner. “Please.”

“Yeah? Heh, or what? What are you going to do?”

You winced in pain as his nails dug into the skin of your arm. “Please,” you said again through gritted teeth. “Let go of me.”

“I don’t think I will,” the villain chuckled, and began pulling you towards a dark alley. “I want all of your money, and maybe I’ll reconsider.”

You knew if you used your Quirk in a public setting, you’d get reprimanded by the school and have to face consequences--but you were never taught what the punishment was, if there was any punishment at all, for using your Quirk in self-defense. You didn’t want to lose your shot at a hero’s license--but then again, you also didn’t want to lose your life.

Just as you were about to activate your Quirk while he dragged you into the alley, you saw Toshinori appear from around the corner. He looked confused, like he wasn’t sure what was taking you so long, or where you even were. But when his eyes landed on you in the grasp of a villain, that confusion was replaced by pure rage, and he charged towards you with a wild snarl on his face.

“Let go of her!” he bellowed, and for a moment you were taken aback by the sheer anger that exploded out of him. You had never seen him this way before.

“Hey, hey, take it easy!” the villain stuttered, immediately releasing you and taking a few stumbling steps backward. Toshinori surged past you and grabbed him by the collar, and shoved him up against the building wall.

“You think you can just weasel your way around here and get away with grabbing people?” Toshinori snarled in the villain’s face. He looked at you over his shoulder. “Did he hurt you? Did he do anything to you?”

You quickly shook your head. “No, no--he just grabbed my arm. I’m f-fine, Toshi.” The wavering pitch in your voice gave yourself away.

He narrowed his eyes at you and he turned back to the villain, who was struggling against the iron grip at his throat.

“If I ever see you bothering anyone in this city again,” Toshi spoke to him, his voice dangerously calm, “I won’t be this nice.” With that, he released the man and looked down at him with disgust. “Now get lost.”

The man wasted no more time scrambling to his feet and taking off in the other direction. Toshinori immediately went to your side and took your face in his large hands.

“When you didn’t show up, I got worried,” he said, searching your eyes. That anger and rage was gone; it had now been replaced with concern and fear. “You promise he didn’t hurt you?”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and shook your head. “He just grabbed my arm and asked for money, that’s all.”

“I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice cracking with emotion as he pulled you into his chest for a hug. “I shouldn’t have left you like that, I’m so stupid. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” you said, your voice muffled by his shirt. “I’m okay. You saved me, Pretty Boy.”

He pulled away and looked down at you, his blue eyes filled to the brim with unshed tears. With a shaky breath, he put on a reassuring smile and tenderly touched your cheek. “I’ll always be there to save you, alright? I promise.”

“You’re going to be a great hero,” you whispered, returning the smile.

He pulled you in for another hug, his eyes glancing down at the bruises forming on your arm from where the man had grabbed you, a reminder that he wasn’t there for you, and he couldn’t protect you. Toshinori Yagi knew, in that moment, that you would never be harmed by anyone else ever again.

“I like that name, by the way,” Toshi said as the two of you started walking together towards the movie theater. He kept you tucked under a protective arm as he gave you a sideways glance. “You think I’m pretty?”

You rolled your eyes and smacked him. “You know you’re pretty.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, but I like hearing it from you.”

“Alright, fine, you’re pretty.”

“That’s my girl.”

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