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melis-writes · 1 year

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Hello Melly, I started watching a film by Malena and her story is very sad, she is mistreated and abused by men and women just because of her beauty, if it seemed that in her place it was Victoria where it takes place in Sicily, some man try to touch her and then find out that she is a Don's wife and what would Michael do, because we know that Victoria is very attractive and attracts attention too, it's just an idea.👀

Ooh yes, Malena! I haven’t seen it but I did skim through it a while ago and from what I already saw, yeah, it’s pretty depressing. 😢 In the Godfather book, there’s a mention that in Sicily if a man went to flirt/touch/seduce another man’s wife, it would result in death if I remember correctly, sooo… 😳

She is Everything.

You, it was always you. You never cease to amaze Michael in any regard and the things Michael loves and admires about you only continues to grow years on into your marriage.

From your motherhood and giving birth to five children to your kind and compassionate teaching that’s only an extension of how you treat others around you to who you are as a person with all your skills, talents and intellect—Michael’s always known for you to be his one and only.

Just as Michael’s aware of your professional reputation, your career’s experience and your influence as Don Ferrari’s daughter all attracting attention, he’s also aware of your beauty doing the same.

Everything from your hair down to the shape of your cheekbones, jawline, your lips, your supple skin, height, figure and how you carry yourself radiates and intensifies your beauty.

Naturally, Michael wasn’t your only potential suitor in the past and curious eyes and gazes are impossible to be ignored every now and then as you’ve noted.

In Sicily, everything’s completely different. As an attractive young woman who carries herself well, you attract double the attention consistently than you have anywhere else.

Passerby’s let their gaze linger over your longer, heads will turn just to take another look at you from men and women alike, compliments from old women praising your beauty and shopkeepers mesmerized by you mid conversation were certainly not expected by neither you nor Michael.

Michael will never deny his wife is beautiful and a sight to behold; he knows this himself and firmly believes in it, and in the small town of Corleone where a new face appears only every now and then, there’s no helping the curiosity swarming around you.

You pretend for the vast majority of it that you don’t recognize the looks, stares or changes in body language towards the individuals you speak and engage with, although you do remain flattered.

It’s positive attention that doesn’t manifest towards anything else or come to bother you in any way, but it does spike up your shyness every now and again.

Michael sees it very differently, however. One may gaze and look upon you as long as they don’t follow you or make you uncomfortable in any way. The curiosity can’t be helped and neither can the attraction towards you, but everything else can.

At the end of the day for as far as Michael’s concerned, you’re his and he’s yours. The same can be said about Michael’s striking attractiveness as well, but he’s grown far more than accustomed to ignoring attention from any woman that isn’t you and Michael can’t possibly care less either.

Because of that, Michael prefers to be with you in the streets and marketplaces of Sicily to spend time with you and be by your side; holding your hand in public or keeping his hand wrapped around your waist. If the wedding band on your ring finger isn’t seen by those curious eyes, your husband will be.

“Oh, they’re right next to each other,” you let out a soft laugh, looking up to see the local herb store next to the fruit market. “How convenient.”

“Mhmm,” Michael nods—his hand laced with yours. “What are you missing?”

“Honestly, a little bit of everything,” you tell him. “I’ll buy the herbs by the bag and put them in containers at home for safekeeping so we don’t run out. Ooh, and darling,” you turn towards the fruit market, pointing at it. “Vincent and James absolutely adore peaches. Could you get some too with the rest of our list?”

“I’ll handle it, darling,” Michael nods. “I’ll be right there if you need me.”

“Okay, baby,” you blush, pecking a kiss over Michael’s cheek before letting go of his hand and stepping into the herb store.

From time to time since you landed in Sicily weeks back, you’ve been popping into local shops and stores every now and then to pick up groceries and deli meats—stocking up on herbs and various spices.

It’s not the first time you’ve been to this small herb shop, but that the fruit market has opened up stall right next to it which makes it all the more convenient for you and Michael to get your weekly grocery shopping done together.

As always, an elderly man who you assume owns the shop remains behind one of the tills—giving you a polite smile and working away on polishing the countertop whereas his younger grandson, Bruno—a man in his late twenties who assists him by weighing and packing all the herbs is to be seen there again.

“Hello, Miss Victoria,” Bruno greets you as always, unaware of your last name or any other details about you other than how often you come to shop, your first name and of course, what you look like.

“Hello,” you say back politely, slowly began to wander around the store and let your eyes search for packs of herbs neatly stored on shelves against the walls throughout the entire shop.

“It’s good to see you again,” Bruno carries on the conversation, smiling and stepping out from behind the till. “We missed you last week.”

“Did you?” You turn your head to face him, smiling. “I was on holiday in Rome with my family.”

“Oh, how wonderful,” Bruno’s eyes light up. “How was your trip? I hope it went safe and well,”

“It did, thank you. It was lovely,” you attempt to focus on the bags of herbs before you rather than get too consumed in insistent small talk.

“There is a new glow about you, I could tell,” Bruno adds, admiring your figure from head to toe. “Relaxation and vacation is always good.”

You pick out a bag of paprika and dried basil, setting them down on the counter as Bruno quickly moves back to you, continuing to talk. “As I had once said, you’re our best customer. We’ll miss you if you leave Sicily. You know, I hear all the stories about America—” he begins to weigh the herbs. “The American Dream and everything in it, but this is also your home, yes?”

“It is,” you nod, putting a bag of rosemary on the counter too. “It always will be.”

“I wish you would stay longer,” Bruno says to you, causing your eyes to widen a little bit from his forward statement.

Even Bruno’s father momentarily looks up, feeling the secondhand embarrassment of his grandson attempting to pitifully flirt with you.

“Then you would have all the time to connect back with our homeland and roots. It would be good for you here in Corleone.”

“How do you know I’m from Corleone, exactly?” This sparks up your attention—as nothing’s been said about where in Sicily you’re from versus where you’re staying other than the United States.

Carrying a small bag filled with a variety of fresh fruit and extra peaches, Michael smoothens out the side of his hair before walking back to approach the herb shop and wait for you.

“I can tell,” Bruno takes your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Everything about you tells me your hometown is Corleone, like mine. I can tell from your Sicilian beauty.”

From where Michael stands, he can see clear through the window that you remain at the till with the bags of herbs that you’ve picked out but it’s Michael’s gaze instantly hardening at the sight of the merchant inching so close to you, let alone touching your hand that makes him approach.

“I’ve got a trained eye,” Bruno grins, “we see some many people everyday. Some tourists, some locals.”

“I see,” you pull your hand back, watching Bruno bag your herbs.

Michael pushes through the door of the herb shop, making eye contact with Bruno’s grandfather first who drops the cloth he was using in his hand to polish the counter in shock.

Bruno’s grandfather stares back at his grandson in worry in hopes he won’t attempt to flirt or embarrass himself further in front of your husband, but Bruno can’t even get his eyes off of you to look up and worry about Michael in the first place.

“Not many women as beautiful as you come by to—”

“Hi, darling,” you smile up at Michael who now remains by your side, cutting off anything further Bruno has to say with just one look.

“Just about finished?” Michael asks you in a calm voice, beginning to ignore Bruno.

“Just about,” you hand Bruno the exact amount of money in cash as Michael takes the herb bag off the counter.

“What’s your name?” Michael asks a dumbfounded Bruno.

“Bruno, sir,” Bruno stammers back.

“Is this your store?” Michael continues to ask, lacing his free hand with yours.

“Oh no, this shop belongs to my grandfather, I just help—” Bruno turns to look at his grandfather, only to notice he’s gone and in the back of the store already to refrain from further humiliation and fear. “I just help him out sometimes.”

“I see,” Michael ends it off at that, nodding at you as you both begin to exit the shop side by side.

Bruno frowns, watching Michael give your forehead a kiss before leading you out of the store and back out into the marketplace’s streets when Bruno’s grandfather bursts back into the front of the store from the back room.

“We’re dead!” Grandfather exclaims, “we’re dead! Do you know that?”

“What?” Bruno blinks, stepping forward. “Grandfather, calm down. What’s the matter with you?”

“Bruno, what did I tell you? What did I tell you?” Grandfather wails, resting his palm over his forehead. “You just couldn’t keep to yourself and keep your mouth shut, could you?”

“What? Oh, with her brother or her—”

“Brother?!” Grandfather cries out, “that is her husband! Do you not recognize him?”

Bruno freezes in his spot, thinking momentarily. “I… I don’t know. I’ve never seen him, I didn’t even know that was Miss Victoria’s husband, I just assumed—”

“Your assumptions will get you killed, boy!” Grandfather scolds, “that is Don Corleone’s wife! It is as clear as day! From America! And what do you do? Disgrace us all in front of him by touching his wife? Tell me, boy. Tell me you did not do it before, that you were mistaken—” Grandfather puts his hands over Bruno’s shoulders. “That you were just making silly, harmless conversation with this woman when I was not in shop! Tell me you wouldn’t do this!”

“Grandfather—” Bruno’s breath hitches, “I d-don’t know. I don’t know. She comes here sometimes, I see her, I try to talk to her—”

“No, you can never try to talk to her like that! You should lower your head in shame when you speak with the Don’s wife—with any woman,” Grandfather shakes his head. “So many come in here, so many bachelorettes your grandmother knows of in the villag and yet her? This woman above you and why?”

“Because she’s everything,” Bruno confesses, feeling his eyes prickle with tears. “Don’t you see her?”

“And you’re nothing,” Grandfather frowns, “nothing now like me. I am nothing. We are nothing, because the Don’s men will pay you a visit for what you’ve done.”

#godfather au #prompts #michael corleone #michael corleone x reader #michael corleone fanfic #michael corleone x oc #godfather x reader #the godfather #moth to flame fic #canon

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taegularities · 4 months

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I’m writing this for Rid 10 minutes after reading CMI 11 omg how dare Rid to play with my feelings like this 😭 I have so many favourite moments in this chapter okay lets go —

1. JK calling her baby constantly “Baby, babe, my baby, angel” yes im so weak for this shit🤯

2. Girlfriend - Boyfriend 🥳🥳🥳 fucking finally!!!

3. So so so proud of my baby oc standing up to her mum!! Bring it on! Though i hope down the story that they’ll reconcile!! Just like what cmi jk said, i think deep down her parents do love her. Its not just enough or maybe shown in different ways. Even parents and children irl have different love languages. But I want this to happen for them. I know they are at peace but having both their families by their side as they go through their relationship will be so reassuring and special ❤️

4. Mama Jeon 🥹 I feel like oc will get the love and comfort she craves from a mother from JK’s mum 😭 i already love her character!! And when Jk called her “Mama” I FREAKIN SWOONED

5. My favourite part of all this madness was the pregnancy scare. JK looking for her all over and his panic state, crying and his line “I’m gonna kill someone if I don’t find her..” oh my heart broke because he just wants to know she’s okay and she’s safe. It is sad truly that his first thought was he fucked up, when he didn’t. If I were JK, I would think its oc who did something wrong but I’m not wired like cmi JK, i have evil thoughts and trust issues 😐🤣

6. When oc said “You’ll leave me, because you’ll be mad.” I just wanna hug her so bad :( the trauma of people leaving and her experience of jk leaving her the first time 😭😭😭 my heart broke for the both of them tbh :((

7. I understand oc’s fear. Things are just looking up in both their careers and they are only starting their relationship. Not saying a baby is unwanted and will jeopardise what they have atm, but the arrival of a little one will surely change some things. BUT I WANT A LITTLE ONE SOON! A mini oc to give jk a heart attack 😌😌

8. The way jk reassured her - how you wrote jk seeing her face and he just rushed to her and hugged her without knowing what the heck was going on. 😢

9. “You’re not gonna leave me, right?” Yes this line again 😭😭

10. Eun as usual, BEST GIRL FRIEND AWARDEE OF THE YEAR 🍾🍾

11. “I love you.” “I love you, angel. Saying this isn’t enough, and I can’t word it anyhow else, but. I love you… I love you, fuck.” ENOUGH SAID. I said enough. 🥹🥹🥹🥹

We finally got the Gf-bf conversation and the I Love You!!! God knows how long I pestered Rid to finally give this to us!! Wohoo wohoo!! Week is complete!! Rid you’re the best ❤️ My favourite chapter yet. No kidding, my heart was beating so fast towards the end! Also the chapter beginning in smut?? Hello!! GIMME!!! 😋🙊

Rid i freaking love you. Mwah 💋

I said what I said, you’re not going anywhere! We’ll keep you here ❤️

the way i'd been looking for this ask bc it wouldn't show up and finally found it in my inbox on mobile 🤣 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR INCREDIBLY KIND WORDS.

now that they're warming up to that relationship (and have finally made the status of it official 🥺), she'll be hearing so many petnames from him!!! the baby and angel ones will always give me heart palpitations, but also munchkin.. </3 and yes!! we are the proudest!! she's inspiring bc she had the courage to do what a lot of people can't. and i want to hug her for standing up for herself and trying to make herself happy. but reconciliation, you say? that'd be wonderful, of course 🥺

EEHEHEHE mama jeon is the sweetest and we will definitely see more of her (and him calling her that 🤭). the ending was my favourite as well! from the moment he started looking for her till the very last sentence.. i cried a lot writing it :') so i'm super happy you enjoyed that bit, too!! oc worrying all the time, i know 😭 she needs the tightest hug!!! but yeah, her worries were why she didn't want to go home, like she was so terrified he might leave or make her leave bc yeah, they're young and as you said... a child would change a lot. but at least now she knows he'll be by her side, no matter what <3

ENOUGH SAID INDEED 🗣️ i know a lot of people were waiting for this and i really hope i put it into words well. it was such an important one. so so thrilled you loved this chapter (and that it's even become your favourite? AHHHH!!), and i appreciate your feedback so much 😭 hope you enjoy the next one just as much. i love you, and.. yes ahhh do keep me here hehe 🥹🤍

#super lovely :')))))#*cmi spoiler #<- using this till the new ch drop still :)#notes for rid 🌹#chaotickoalashark #fic: colour me in

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allofuswantgwinam · 2 years

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Gwi nam x reader, lee suhyeok x reader

authors note: this was my first smut and the first writing ive moved from my old tumblr lol requests are still open ive just had a bad mental week, sorry they’re taking so long to the few that have requested stories💗

warnings: 18+, smut, degrading, unprotected sex, angst, jealousy, dirty talk *if i leave anything out let me know pls cause I would never want to accidentally upset or trigger anyone ❤️😢

i was pressed against the bathroom wall, gwi nams front pressing my back. his one arm was wrapped around my waist pulling me back into him while his other hand gripped my hair roughly. “where’s your bitch of a boyfriend, hmm?” he spoke harshly with his lips pressed against the shell of my ear “did he already become zombie food?” he snickered and grazed his teeth on my ear sending chills down my spine. his body was warm and i could feel his bulge pressed against me. it might be fucked up but i liked it. his dominance was turning me on but i really hoped suhyeok was ok. i care about him.

i knew who he was referring to. gwi nam of all people is the only person that knows my secret. “he’s not my boyfriend.” he’s just jealous because he hasn’t had the chance and lee suhyeok has. a few times actually. he’s my best friend but things happen and it hasn’t seemed to affect our friendship so I’m ok with it.

“i will fuck you better than him.”

i kinda thought to myself for a second… I’ve always been attracted to yoon gwi nam. i just couldn’t stand how he treated people, but the fact that there’s zombies running around eating everyone at my high school makes me think i should just see what the fuck could happen because the most unfathomable has already happened. i stayed silent because i didn’t really know what to say, but i was curious. “you’re not his girlfriend you’re just a slut.” he let go of my hair and slid his hands up my torso and grabbed my breasts roughly. “you’re gonna be a slut for me now, got that?” he squeezed my clothed nipples making me moan quietly.

“Y/N/N? what the fuck is going on? get off her!!” lee suhyeok ran and ripped gwi nam off me and i turned facing them. my heart was racing. suhyeok punched gwi nam in face and then kicked him to the ground.

“Stop!” i yelled running over to grab suhyeok and pull him away. “he wasn’t going to hurt me!” we had a weird relationship. gwi nam was my table mate in 2 classes and he always teased me but it wasn’t really hurtful… it was sexual. he would straightforwardly check me out or play with my hair and whisper dirty things he would do if we weren’t in a classroom so he could watch my face go red in embarrassment. I could never understand why he would never try to find me anywhere out of school but ive always been too afraid of the dangers i might face being involved with him to find out. gwi nam got up and wiped off his pants. “you’re not her boyfriend.” he stated blankly and looked at suhyeok.

suhyeok was standing with such confusion on his face. from me telling him to stop beating up gwi nam and him seeing what he saw when he walked in the bathroom. he didn’t know how to feel or what to feel. i was holding suhyeok’s arm to keep him from attacking gwi again. “what’s that even supposed to mean? you can’t just do whatever you want with people. i will fucking kill y-“

“she wanted it.” Gwi nam laughed menacingly and stepped towards suhyeok. “Y/N was moaning for me you just couldn’t hear it.” he smirked and stopped nose to nose with suhyeok. suhyeok was pissed. I’d never seen him look so angry. betrayal? maybe he feels betrayed that i would let someone else have me… i didn’t think it mattered to him. maybe it’s just cause it’s yoon gwi nam. they have a history and i wouldn’t say they quite fancy each other.

“stop, both of you” i groaned and stepped in between them pushing them away from each other. “this is stupid.”

“Y/N lets go” suhyeok said seriously while grabbing your hand and holding it tight. he was mad at you but still wanted to protect you and obviously get the hell away from gwi nam.

“no ones going anywhere.” gwi nam spoke up sternly. “so what’s gonna happen is you’re gonna share her with me… she’s gonna have to make a decision when we’re done.” I stood there starting to get a little nervous. that last part didn’t sound good.

“fuck you. we’re leaving.” Suhyeok said and pulled me towards the door with him.

“i’ll kill you.” gwi nam spat. “i’ll kill you and then there will be no decision. you’ll be dead and she’ll be mine.” he continued stopping suhyeok in his tracks.

i squeezed suhyeoks hand and whispered to him “it’s ok… Please just listen to him. i don’t want him to hurt you and…. it’s ok. i feel safe with you here.” i looked at him with pleading eyes. i didn’t know what i was doing. i just knew i had an arousal that needed to be fulfilled and two very attractive men in front of me. unfortunately one of them could be deadly.

suhyeok took a deep breathe and turned towards gwi nam “so what do you mean by share her?” he raised his eyebrows and continued to stand in front of me protectively.

gwi nam smirked and walked closer to us “we’ll take turns fucking her and she’ll have to decide who to leave with. it’d be nice to have a partner in crime as pretty as your little sex toy here.” he said while studying my body and biting his lip hungrily. “i might have issues sharing.”

suhyeok looked like he wanted to puke. i felt his body tense up in front of me. he knew this could end in a few different ways. death. me for whatever reason leaving with gwi nam instead of him which i know i would never do by my own will. or zombies come in here but that’s the least of anyone’s concerns right now. Suhyeok is in a rough situation and i feel like it’s my fault.

“ok.” i spoke up which of course pleased gwi nam.

“what!?” Suhyeok snapped while facing me with a pissed off look. “this is crazy… what the fuck?!” he paced the bathroom.

“face it. she’s just a slut, she doesn’t actually care about you. you’re just a fuck and she was gonna let me fuck her too until you rudely interrupted” he spat. suhyeok was just looking at me, with pure anger and confusion.

“are you really ok with this?? im not afraid to prove myself, but i don’t want you to be in a situation you’re not comfortable wit-“

“she was moaning, don’t forget abo-“ gwi nam cockily interrupted.

suhyeok shoved me forcefully against the bathroom sink and pressed his body against mine. “you think you can find better dick huh?” he whispered gruffly against my lips “I’ll fuckin show you” he grasped my face and kissed me aggressively. i melted. i don’t understand where this is coming from. he’s not vanilla but i think he’s hiding something from me and now he’s gonna take it out on me sexually which i am not complaining. his kisses are sending shivers down my spine and tingles in all the right places. i forget gwi nam is even there for a second.

“show me” i moaned in his mouth. suhyeok ripped my button up shirt open and reached around to unclapse my bra. “mine” he grumbled and sucked on my left nipple while pinching the other one.

“fuck” i moaned and gripped a hand in his hair. i looked over and looked into gwi nams eyes, almost taunting him. he watched, he was smirking at me. almost like he was watching and planning his enter. i reached down and palmed suhyeoks bulge making him moan, squeezing it and still looking in gwi nams eyes.

gwi nam started making his way towards us. “you get her warmed up, im gonna go find a weapon and maybe soemthing to block the door so we won’t die when i make her scream from fucking her so good” he said with a wide smirk while looking directly in my eyes and patted suhyeoks shoulder. “don’t try to leave shit heads. I’ll find you and kill you, i promise.”he threatened seriously while pointing at us and walked out the door to who knows where.

the vibe changed instantly. suhyeok stop teasing me and lifted his head back up to look at me. “is he telling the truth?” he spoke softly and gripped my hips. I sighed “… yes. i’m sorry.” i whispered and looked down. suhyeok gripped my chin in his fringers and looked me in my eyes “why??”

“he’s kinda hot..” i mumbled and shrugged making suhyeok scoff in annoyance. “it’s not like i would choose him. there’s fucking zombies out there ok? i didn’t even know if you were alive anymore!! i lost you so i ran in here and he just happened to be here and got me against the wall and i was gonna let him do it ok!?!! you’re not my boyfriend what the fuck does it matter to you?!” i said fed up. “you only treat me like a hook up and friend so why would i think of you when someone else is touching me.” i think i hit a nerve because as soon as that left my lips he spun me to face the mirror and yanked my skirt down.

“you have no idea the way you make me feel.” he growled and spread my legs open more. he looked at me in my eyes the mirror. he slid tow fingers up and down my slit feeling my wetness. “i don’t like that I might not have been the one that made you this wet” he muttered softly against my ear and shove the two fingers in my pussy. “i don’t like that I’ve been too much of a pussy to ask you you out and now I’m gonna have to share you with that fucker gwi nam or he kills us” he growled again and pumped his fingers in and out of me quickly.

“p-please, i promise never again” i whimpered out through my moans. he smacked my ass so hard im sure he left a hand print, i squeaked and stood up my on my tip toes because of the pleasure. i whined when he removed his fingers to undo his belt and drop his pants. he wrapped my long hair in his fist and yanked my head back exposing my neck. he kissed up my neck to my ear and slowly slid inside me. “you’re mine. no matter what happens when he gets back. you’re mine and you’re leaving with me.” he thrusted all the way inside me and groaned. I watched him in the mirror and bit my lip. he was so fucking sexy right now, i was so aroused and so thrown off guard by everything happening. not only was i about to get destroyed by the two sexiest men I’ve ever seen, but one of them just confessed their feelings to me. i just hope he knows i would choose him over anyone any day… especially this sexy asshole gwi that i feel shame for wanting to make me cry from torture and pleasure.

“yes, i promise” i moaned desperately and gripped the edge of the sink so hard i thought my knuckles would pop out. he was drilling into me so hard my head was spinning. he gripped my hair tighter and nibbled on my ear. “say my name.” he spat in my ear speeding up his thrusts.

“suhyeok.” I whispered out pathetically. it felt so good i couldn’t do anything but moan. he moved his free hand to reach around and rub my clit. “say it louder.” he he groaned in my ear and rubbed my clit vigorously. “suhyeok!! FUCK!” i screamed as tears filled my eyes from the pleasure.

“it’s my turn.” i barely heard gwi nams voice over the sound of suhyeok fucking the shit out of me in possession. possession i didn’t even know existed til now. gwi nam seemed irritated about what he walked into. he wanted me to be screaming for him. just him. “only fucking useful thing i found was this knife.” he said dropping it to the floor and stalking towards us. “but im more worried about something else right now.” he growled

suhyeok slowed his pace frustratedly. i watched his face in the mirror, his jaw was clenched but he seemed to have an ‘aha moment’ and he gave me a small smirk that made me tingle in excitement and curiosity. “just go with it, I’m not mad anymore.” he said quietly only for me to hear. he glanced over at the towel on the sink and went to pick it up. he laid it on the ground. “all fours. now.” Suhyeok demanded and i obliged immediately. i sank to the floor and got on my hands and knees with a smirk. even through the nerves i had never been more turned on in my life. i spread my legs and pressed my chest against the floor so my back was arched and my pussy was in full view.

i heard a deep growl and felt a rough bite on my ass. “i’m gonna fuck you so hard.” gwi nam promised once again while i heard his clothes coming off. “you’re gonna be begging for me to stop” he laughed tauntingly. Suhyeok walked over and got on his knees by my head. he grabbed my hair jerking my head up and the tip of his length poked at my lips. “open.” he demanded looking in my eyes, I obeyed and he slowly slid his dick in my mouth. he looked so good. his eyes half opened in pleasure, head tilted back and lips parted softly moaning while enjoying fucking my throat. “HHMmm” i moaned as i felt gwi nam forcefully thrust into me giving me no time to get used to him.

“where the fuck are you going Y/N?” he chuckled and grab my hips to keep me from running. he was bigger than suhyeok, i can’t lie. “fucking take it.” he grumbled and started thrusting deep and powerfully. “you like being treated like a fucking whore huh?? choking on dick and taking dick at the same time??” he moaned and scratched his nails down my back leaving marks. suhyeok stopped thrusting and held my head still and made me deep throat him. spit was dripping down my jaw and tears falling down my face.

“fuuuck, you’re so good” suhyeok moaned and looked at me in awe. “you look so pretty like that. with my dick down your throat.” he praised you while wiping tears away with his free hand. he slowly slid out of my throat to give me some air to which i was gasping for through my moans and the powerful thrusts from gwi nam. “so fucking beautiful.” he stroked his dick and admired my disheveled face.

“you’re so fucking wet.” gwi nam moaned and smacked my ass. he was continuously hitting my spot, making me scream out in pleasure. “you’re so fucking greedy.” he growled and huffed continuing to fuck me into oblivion while the person whose in love with me watched. “keeping such a good pussy away from me. you didn’t tell me huh?? Why??” He smacked my ass again but harder this time.

“i-i don’t… mm FUCK… i-“ i couldn’t even speak. he’s such an asshole but damn did he fuck me good. i feel guilty. suhyeok is just watching me and i can see the anger in his eyes. he knows he can’t stop it or we’ll die. i closed my eyes because if i kept looking at him i wouldn’t be able to enjoy this one time event. “spit it out slut” gwi nam demanded and grabbed my hair forcefully tanking my head back and pressing his lips against my ear and slowing down his thrusts.

“i - I’m sorry!” i cried out. “p-please don’t stop.” i moaned and begged without thinking of suhyeok. it was too late to care and i needed to cum so bad. my selfishness overpowered my guilt. but it’s not my fault suhyeok waited til the damn apocalypse to confess his feelings. i just need to forget it and enjoy the moment. gwi nam switched his pace back to no remorse and i screamed his name. i reached for suhyeok so that i could pleasure him again but he was gone. i was too lost in pleasure to worry about where he went. i started to throw my ass back on gwi, meeting his thrusts and he let out a deep and long moan.

“I’m in fucking charge.” He gripped my hips to keep them still and pounded into me over and over, i could feel myself reaching the explosive release i was dying for. “fucking cum bitch.” he growled and dipped his head to bite and suck on my neck, I’m sure to leave a mark. i felt such an overwhelming pleasure i hadn’t ever before. before i even knew it felt like electricity running through my veins and i couldn’t control my moans. i squirted on gwi nams dick and i felt him release inside me at the same time. i knew that wasn’t good but I’d worry about that consequence later. “FUCK.” he grunted loudly “such a good little bitch” he moaned and smirked looking down at the mess i made all over his lower half. he slowed his thrusts watching his dick go in and out of me slowly and listening to the wet sound that was caused from him taking me with no mercy. “i bet that fuck head never made you squirt” he boasted and pulled me back into him roughly so he was back inside me. “i want to make you do that again” he said nonchalantly.

“in your fucking dreams” i heard suhyeok say out of nowhere. “What the fuc-?” gwi nam barely got a word out before i heard a thud and another thud as i felt gwi nam slide out of me making me shiver.

“come on. let’s get the fuck out of here.”Suhyeok threw my clothes at me.

“where’d you go?” i said tiredly

“since I’m the one with morals here, i went and found something to knock his ass out with so we could get the fuck away from the that psycho.” he said frustratedly “so come on” he said while helping me put my skirt back on as i buttoned what was left of the buttons on my shirt. “next time he’s dead and you won’t stop me.” he spoke seriously and grabbed my chin so he could look directly in my eyes. “he’s an asshole. i might fuck you like a slut but i will love you like a Queen.” he stated and kissed me sweetly. “now let’s get the fuck away from here before that psycho wakes up.”

i don’t know what’s stranger. the flesh eating zombies or the fact that i just got fucked by my school bully and best friend with benefits and it made him confess his feelings for me and almost kill someone. i didn’t know what would happen or where we were going, but i knew i had made my decision. i i just hoped gwi nam would never find us again.

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I do have a request now lol can you do a second part to the hardest part 😬

***Poor Cat....😢

The Hardest Part - Part 2

He couldn’t help coming back. It was wrong not to. He had shed his tears in private, after he had left her that horrible night. He hadn’t come home until late. Come back to find his house empty, the latest fuck up in his life causing Marianne to pack up her stuff and go back to her mother’s. Only when he sat in that house and listened to the silence did he let himself weep for his friend.

Frankie has shown up the next morning, coffee and breakfast in hand. Even though he knew she wouldn’t eat it. He couldn’t help but try to make sure she was taking care of herself.

He was lucky she hadn’t blamed him, blamed all of them for Tom’s death. He had left out the parts she didn’t need to hear. She didn’t need to know that Tom had been a bit greedy, ignoring the hard out, overriding Cat’s warning about being overweight on the flight, pulling the trigger too quickly. No, his sister needed to remember him exactly as she viewed him. Her big brother and hero.

Y/N made calls to Molly, coordinating for his funeral. When she had offered to go to his place to put together his uniform for burial, Cat had driven her. He had given the excuse he knew everything needed to put it together right. But mainly he just want to stay close to her.

“I...I don’t know what else he needs.” She whispered, sitting at on the edge of Tom’s bed, looking so lost. An old Army t-shirt if his in her hands.

She had always stolen his shirts. Drove him crazy. Cat remembered one day when Tom has gone through her room, coming out holding 15 t-shirts that had been his. Lord, he had been frustrated and she had been furious. Dressed Tom down about violating her privacy while he, Pope, Will and Ben has laughed their asses off.

“Nothing, novia. He doesn’t need anything else.” He crouched down in front of her, placing his hand over hers as she twisted the shirt.

Her red rimmed eyes met his. “I can’t do this, Cat.”

Her tone broke his fucking heart. But all he could do was tell her the truth. “Yes you can, Y/N. But you don’t have to do it alone.”

*****

He started sleeping on her couch, unwilling to let her spend the dark hours of the night trapped inside her own head. He knew what that was like. Not like he had anywhere else to be.

Kept her entertained with the colorful curses that came from her kitchen when he tried to make them something to eat. Sat with her on his self-claimed bed and tried to pay attention to whatever she wanted to watch. Wiped away more tears than he could count.

The day of the funeral, Cat drug a razor across his face and put on the uniform he had brought from his closet. His hair not quite regulation, but what would they do, court marshal him? He was out.

He stood next to her, dry eyed and stoic as he provided a shoulder for her to lean on. Reaching into his pocket for the extra handkerchief he carried for her. The grateful watery smile she gave him as she took it made him feel guilty.

He didn’t deserve to be standing next to her. Or Y/N deserved better than him. She deserved to not be standing beside this damn grave, to have Tom here, alive and healthy. Laughter and joy instead of tears and sorrow.

But life was so fucking unfair. So he stood there, his arm around Y/N as she cried next to Molly and the girls. He closed his eyes as the casket was lowered into the earth. Yeah, the hardest part was this, saying goodbye.

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