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tomieafterdark · 1 year

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BAKUSQUAD G☆NGBANG DRABBLE 18+

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pairing: fem!reader x Kirishima x Bakugo x Kaminari (all aged up 21+ in a college frat party setting)

cw: praise, use of good girl, use of slut and whore, squirting, blowjob, spitting, getting filmed, mouth fucking, fingers in mouth, vaginal and anal sex, mentions of using quirk, edging, doubles penetration, Bakugo is referred to daddy just once, overstimulation.

summary: your drunk friend Mina calls for you to come get her at a frat party, but instead you run into the star football players and they have other plans in mind for you.

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“Thats right, smile for the camera while Kirishima fucks your cute little brains out. Good girl” Kaminari says while filming you bouncing up and down on Kirishima’s big dick.

You moan and cry out incoherent sentences in reply to him. He just chuckles in return and zooms in on your pathetically cockdrunk face. Your eyes glisten, pretty glossy lips wide open.

You don’t know how you ended up getting gangbanged at a frat party, one second you’re here to get your friend Mina because she can’t drive while drunk, and next second you’re here legs spread wide open for a bunch of nasty frat guys. You knew who they were but you had never talked to them, they were the “star football players” but you always had a feeling they were trouble. Word spreads fast, they were players who’d do anything to get in a girls pants. You hated them, you hated how even though you knew all that you had still let them sweet talk into fucking all of them. A hand on the thigh, a kiss and grinding on someone’s lap somehow lead to a gangbang.

Kirishima puts you on all four and pounds into you at an ungodly pace, no mercy. You cry out and unconsciously try to crawl away but he grips your hips and slams you back onto his dick. The wet sounds of him practically assaulting your pussy are filling the room, the more he pounds the wetter you get, the louder the sounds get.

Bakugo noticed you trying to crawl away from Kirishima’s ruthless pounding earlier, and stands in front of you with his cock out. He grabs you by the hair and rams it into your mouth. “Now you have nowhere to run slut.”

You feel your pussy clenching around Kirishima more than usual, you cry out because of how good yet intense it feels. Bakugo moans out in return, his cock is deep down in your throat and your moaning sends vibrations all over it.

“Kaminari, come film her hole I think this bitch might be cumming again. Zoom in on how she’s clenching” kirishima says while spreading your cheeks so Kaminari can get a good shot of your pussy when you cum.

You don’t just cum, you full on squirt all over his dick with legs shaking all over the place.

“Such a good shot, what a pretty little pussy” Kaminari says behind you. He slaps your ass and walks over to film your fucked out face. He grabs your face with Bakugos cock still going in and out of your mouth, at a slower pace this time. “What a pretty girl, you did so good on Kirishima’s cock squirting and shaking like that.” He coos. You just smile in return, too fucked out to be able to do anything else.

Bakugo feels like he is about to cum in that pretty little mouth of yours any second now, he grabs Kaminari’s camera and films your face.

“Look into the camera you little whore, and keep eye contact. You get that??”

“Mhhm” you whimper on his cock, all teary eyed.

He fucks your throat viciously, it’s so hard to not shut your eyes close. You do it once and he slaps you. “What did I say about eye contact? Don’t make me slap you again.”

Your pussy clenches at his harsh words, he is so mean and disrespectful but it just gets you off more. You can feel him twitching in your mouth, seconds after warm sticky liquid is filling you. He keeps fucking into your mouth, his cum is dripping out from the sides of your mouth. He pulls his dick out of your mouth and asks you to pull your tongue out. Your otherwise red tongue is now white from all the cum, there’s so much of his sticky white liquid dripping down from the tip of your tongue. Bakugo spits in your mouth, and makes you swallow a mix of his cum and spit. “Such a good little whore” is the last thing he says to you as he walks away and hands the camera back to Kaminari. “Fuck Bakugo I didn’t know you were this nasty” you think to yourself.

Kirishima makes you straddle him and has you on top of him now dick inside your pussy, but he isn’t moving for some reason he is just holding you still. You feel so full and sensitive, even though there’s no movement you clench ever so often. You’re way too tired to wonder why so you put your head in his shoulder and close your eyes for a second.

“Hey baby don’t pass out now” he says in your ear and strokes your hair. “Kaminari hasn’t had his fun with you yet, we don’t want to leave him out so we?” He spreads your asscheeks apart and starts poking on the empty hole, insinuating Kaminari would fuck your ass.

“N-no I don’t want to leave him out” you say. You’ve done anal before with your own fingers so this should be fine, you quite like it.

“Oh this is going to make a great shot, Kirishima spread her open and keep her in place” Kaminari says while walking towards you with his camera and some lube.

Kirishima spreads your cheeks so much you feel your ass gaping, he makes sure he them like that, his strength is unmatched it’s impossible to move wriggle yourself out of his hold. Bakugo sits next to Kirishima, he is smoking a blunt though not doing so much more.

Kaminari starts with one finger, it slides right in because of the lube. You moan into Kirishima’s shoulder and your nails dig into his strong arms. You could dig all you want, he barely feels it. Kaminari’s finger goes in an out slowly first but the pace quickens and you want to move so bad, even push yourself against his finger and have it inside you deeper but Kirishima has you stuck in that same position unable to move even a little muscle. You moan out a cute little “more please.”

“Oh baby wants more? You heard her Kaminari she wants more” Kirishima says. He kisses your forehead, looks into your eyes and says “you’re doing so good cutie. You’re fucked out but you’re still taking it.” You are too tired to reply so you just kiss his neck in return. Kaminaris next move would surely wake you up though.

“Oh my god FUCK-“ you scream.

“Looks like she’s not so fucked out after all.” Bakugo says to Kirishima.

What made you suddenly wake up was the shift from one of Kaminari’s fingers to three of them at once. You have never in your life taken this much in your ass, your own fingers were nothing from Kaminari’s. Your ass is clenching and unclenching like crazy, you’re about to have an anal orgasm. You’re way louder for this orgasm than you were during your other ones earlier, that makes Bakugo shove two fingers in your mouth.

“Be quiet whore” he says “or I’ll activate my quirk in there.” He says.

You just cry out in return but your sounds are muffle.

Nothing could ever prepare you for Kaminari’s dick. It was bigger than you expected, you hadn’t seen it because he spent the whole time filming the other guys destroying your two holes. You really had no idea what was coming.

Kaminari forces the tip in and you’re already crying and moaning on Bakugo’s fingers. Bakugo puts his fingers so far in you gag but he doesn’t think that’s enough torture. He uses his other free hand to torture your sensitive nipples, your reaction is gold to him. You’re losing it. Kaminari’s tip is the only part of him that’s inside your ass, and you don’t know how to act.

“Kaminari, only fuck her with the tip in until I give you the signal” Bakugo says. “Just keep teasing her ass for now” he says and moves his free hands down to your clit. Kaminari nods, he is excited for what Bakugo has planned.

He starts playing with your clit, and tells Kirishima to fuck into your pussy but at a slower pace until further notice. You’re in awe of Bakugo right now, but also afraid of what he has planned for you because his look is dark and sinister right now.

“And you, you’re gonna keep eye contact with me the whole time you hear me? Nod if you do.”

You nod quickly.

“That’s a good obedient little whore, keep that good behaviour up and maybe I won’t go too hard on you.” He smirks.

After what feels like ages of edging and slow fucking, Bakugo decided you’re ready. Kaminari and Kirishima were tired of the edging too, they just wanted to slam into you and fill your holes with their sticky white cum until you were filled to the brim. Bakugo puts his fingers out of your mouth and grabs his phone to film your face, and tells them they can go all out now. The last thing you see before getting fucked absolutely stupid is Bakugo’s phone in your face and his low chuckle.

Your whole body is shaking as they both pound into you, all the pent up energy from the edging is making this all more intense than it should be. You feel all sorts of sweet spots getting friction inside of you and Bakugo makes sure to capture all of it on his phone as Kaminari films your ass taking a huge dick for the first time. You’ve squirted about three times just now and they just keep getting more rough by the second.

“P-please fill me with your cum” you whimper. “Creampie my slutty little holes!!”

Bakugo smiles at how pathetic you are begging to be creampied. He rubs your clit making you cum all over the guys again.

You’re so sensitive you’re wishing they’d cum and get it over with at this point, it hurts to cum. Bakugo knows this, and that’s why he keeps playing with your clit. He slaps and rubs it, puts his spit on it and forces you to watch what he does and you cum again. Squirting all over the place. He won’t let you have eye contact with the other guys or to do anything with them, just look into his camera and follow his demands like a good girl.

You feel like you’re at the brink of passing out, Bakugo slaps life into you. “Did I tell you to pass out whore? Look at daddy while his friends destroy your tight little holes.”

Bakugo’s mean talking pushes you over the edge and you cum again, this time Kirishima and Kaminari cum with you. Your holes are filled with cum, they keep fucking into you though overstimulating themselves.

Bakugo didn’t leave you on the couch but the others did to continue partying, he is just filming all the cum dripping out of you but also making sure you wake up and no one takes advantage of you while you’re asleep. He knew you were here for Mina because she’s drunk and had called her an Uber for her ages ago, he just didn’t tell you because the stressed look on your face every time you remembered a drunk friend needed you, and you’re here getting railed instead was hilarious to him. When you’d wake up, he’d essentially get you an Uber but for now you’re just passed out with cum dripping out of your holes being perfect group chat material. Sero was dumb as hell to not come to this party.

PART TWO

#mha smut #Bakugo smut #bnha smut #kirishima smut #denki kaminari smut #eijirou smut #eijirou x you #bakugou x y/n #Kaminari smut #denki x reader #katsuki smut #bakugou smut #bakusquad smut

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pholla-jm · 3 months

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Mwuah!

IMAGINE: MWUAH! ~ LUFFY X READER GENRE: FLUFF cw: established relationship. tooth rotting fluff *******************

You were quite content with your recent shopping spree with Nami. You have picked out a few new lipstick colors to go with your new outfits, and you were excited to try them on. So excited that you started to try on the different shades of lipsticks in the confines of your quarters.

The first one was a nude color. You were happy with the color, deciding that this one was going to be used on an everyday basis. The next one- a dark red. You never really used this shade before, so you were a bit nervous to try it out.

Just before you were about to try it on, your captain burst into your room.

“(y/n)! You’re back!” He shouts, immediately wrapping your arms around you multiple times. He pulls your head into his chest, almost like he was trying to squish you. “Yeah, I arrived not too long ago.” Your voice was muffled, but Luffy still understood it.

He pulls back, eyes full of curiosity as you hold the colored lipstick in your hand. “What you got there?” He asks.

You look down at the lipstick then back at him. An idea suddenly struck upon you.

With a smile, you started to explain to him. “It’s lipstick. It basically just paints my lips a different color.” “Ooh, can I see?” “Of course!”

You turn your gaze back into the mirror and start to apply the dark lipstick to your lips. Once you were done, you turned back to Luffy.

He had an amazed look on his face, like he’s never seen something like this before. “Wow, so pretty!” He says, causing you to blush at his compliment.

“Thank you.” You lean forward to press a kiss to his cheek, leaving behind a kiss mark.

Luffy laughs, “what was that for?” “No reason, just wanted to.” “Can I have more?”

You didn’t have to be asked twice. You immediately lean forward again, pressing another kiss right on his forehead, causing another kiss mark. You continued to assault his face with kisses until the lipstick started to fade away.

“Hold on,” you pull back, taking a quick glance at his kiss marked face.

A subtle blush dusted his cheeks, a dumb smile on his face and a dazed look in his eyes.

“But I want more.” He says trying to drag you back, but you were on a mission to put more lipstick on. “Wait a second,” You giggle while messily putting on the lipstick.

As soon as you finished, he pulled you close to him. Basically pulling you right into his lips.

His lips firmly pressed onto yours, successfully painting his lips the same red as yours.

When you pulled away from him, you were quite happy with how Luffy’s face was covered in kiss marks. You were about to tell him, but he spoke before you.

“Let’s go eat something (y/n), I’m hungry!” He shouts, grabbing your wrist and pulling you towards the kitchen. “W-wait.” Your calls fall upon deaf ears.

“Sanji!!” Luffy calls out as soon as he bursts into the kitchen, “I'm hungry. Make me a snack!” A sigh leaves the blonde cooks’ lips as he turns around, ready to scold him.

However, he stopped at the sight in front of him. His mouth fell agape. It was really a sight for him.

Luffy with a large smile on his face. Dark red kiss marks littered his face, and what was even more upsetting was that you were right beside him, wiping any stray stain from around your lips. It was clear that you were the one that marked up Luffy’s face.

“What is this?! How is this fair? Please answer me this god!” Sanji cries out.

Someone else burst into the kitchen, wondering what was going on.

“What’s with all this crying?” Nami questions. However, she stops short, seeing the sight in front of her.

Her hand covers her mouth, holding back her giggling snickers. They weren’t held back for long. She soon was full on laughing, causing your cheeks to heat up.

“You look ridiculous, Luffy!” She doubles over, her arms wrapped around her stomach.

“Hey! What’s so funny?!” Luffy asks. “Your-your face!” Nami laughs out.

“What about it? It’s just my normal face.” “Uh, about that,” you whisper, grabbing Luffy’s attention. “Huh?”

“When I kissed you, I was wearing my lipstick. So now you have kiss marks all over you.”

You avoided his gaze, a bit shy from what his reaction would be.

It was silent for a second until he burst out laughing.

The scene was a bit interesting. Sanji, on his knees crying, muttering how it wasn’t fear. All while Nami and Luffy laugh at his own predicament.

“It’s okay! That just shows your love for me.” He says causing your face to turn bright red at his words. “You can’t just say things like that!” You whisper-yell at him.

“Huh? Why not? You love me right?” You nod. “Good, because I love you too!”

“Ugh, I’m suddenly feeling sick.” Nami grumbles. She looks behind you two, seeing that Sanji was still crying on the floor.

“What a bunch of idiots.”

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futurecorps3 · 5 months

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

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Summary: Sirius and reader plan a romantic dinner for a very tired Remus Pairing: Poly!wolfstar x reader Warnings: mentions of sex and that’s all, I think! It's fluff and post!war where absolutely nothing went wrong because Reggie was a spy for the Order just like in canon duh Word Count: 1.4K Requested: No

Sirius leaned against the kitchen counter, a playful twinkle in his eyes, and said, "You know, love, if our cooking skills don't impress Moony tonight, at least our charm will do the trick." Y/N laughed, adding a bit more salt to the pasta they had been working on for about an hour now.

"Bet your pretty smile and my dazzling gaze will be fit enough… I really hope he likes it though," she mumbled that last part, feeling a pair of arms round her from the back. "I'm sure he'll love it," Sirius whispered, kissing his girl's cheek and moving on to whisk the eggs for the brownies they were baking for dessert.

It was Remus' first year as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. He had started the charge right after the war ended, and the trio had settled into a lovely flat on Eaton Square—a two-story building bought with Black family money. ("One thing my mum and dad will be good for!" Sirius had said back when he bought it.) They were slowly transforming it into a home. During the war, they realized they had the power to turn even a cavern into a warm place, as long as the three of them were together.

For the past week, Remus had come home absolutely drained. When he jumped into bed or the couch with them, he'd fall asleep right away and still wake up tired. Sirius and Y/N were aware that he was struggling to adapt to new routines; going from spending all his time with the people he almost lost to teaching six classes a day with minimal breaks was becoming challenging for him.

He'd adjust eventually and would be back to his old self, but for now, their boy was tired, and all they wanted was to treat him with every ounce of love and care he deserved. So, when Remus told them that he'd be coming home earlier that Friday, they decided to go all out with a romantic home-cooked dinner.

"Can you try this? I-I think it's a bit insipid," she said, stirring the cream-based sauce that was ready to serve, pouring a bit onto the back of her hand for Sirius to lick. His tongue gathered the liquid, and his eyes opened in shock. "That's amazing! D-don't change anything; it's perfect, baby," he smiled, grabbing the spoon from his girlfriend and taking more of it into his mouth, directly from the spoon to then place it back inside the boiling pot.

He either didn't mind or didn't think about it; knowing him, it was probably the latter. "Sirius, no!" she half-scolded while laughing, slapping his shoulder playfully. "Wouldn't be the first time my saliva is in either yours or Moony's mou- oi!" he snickered as the girl assaulted him again, all tiny hands against his broad figure. "You're disgusting," Y/N smiled, walking over to the dining table where a white tablecloth was set.

While the noodles cooked and her boyfriend danced to Queen while baking their last course planned for the night, she set the table. Y/N knew her boys to perfection, and Remus had always appreciated neat and aesthetically pleasing settings for their dates, and while this was not exactly one, she wanted it all to be perfect. Before coming home from a job interview that day, she stopped by and bought some candles and a nice bottle of wine; red. He loved red wine.

As she picked the bottle, she wondered how many bottles they'd collect as time passed and their flat became truly theirs. She smiled.

"Love, the water's doing it again…" she heard Sirius warn in a quiet panic and almost giggled. "Just stir them for a bit and turn off the stove; they're almost done," the girl reassured as she placed the brand-new silverware Regulus and James had gotten them when they first moved in neatly over the tablecloth, right next to the plates and careful that no wax could reach them when the candles eventually melted.

When all places were set and ready to be occupied—a bouquet of red roses and baby's breath in Remus', courtesy of their boyfriend—she returned to the kitchen. Her pasta was done, and brownies were in the oven. She found Sirius cleaning his rings, which he hadn't bothered to take off and were now covered in flour, delicate fingers gently scrubbing off the white powder.

Y/N took in the sight of him. He was going on about something that happened to him on the way home, about how he fought a lady for Moony's bouquet or something. She really didn't care when he looked like that. His long, black hair was tied in a messy bun with his wand, with a few strands falling out, a Rolling Stones t-shirt he turned into a crop top let a glimpse of his v-line show, as if it was purposely teasing his girlfriend, jeans hanging low and covered in flour.

Fuck. She scored. "… and so I told he- what are you doing?" he questioned when approached. Y/N stepped between the sink and his body, looking up at him while biting her lip. He felt her fingers hook on the empty belt loops of his pants, making him press flush against her body. "You're too pretty for this world; did you know that? Who gave you permission, Sirius? Do you think it's okay to be this perfect and just… exist like you're not this gorgeous?" she asked in all seriousness, making him blush and snicker at her flirting.

They were always like that with each other. Always flirting. Always trying to make each other blush. That, until Remus stepped in and made them both blush, fluster, and giggle like twelve-year-olds who just pecked someone else's lips for the first time.

"Careful. My brownies are still in the oven, and Moony won't take long in getting home," he warned, his eyes darkening a bit. "And?" she teased, scratching the bit of stomach exposed he displayed. "And if I bend you over-the-counter right now, dessert will be ruined, Remus will get too distracted in punishing us, and dinner will never happen. Just be patient," he groaned, stroking her face and kissing the corner of her lips, turning to clean his hands once again.

She ran her hands through his chest and screamed into his back in frustration, making his chest bubble with laughter. Right after, keys jingled in the front door, and they were both quickly at the door, smiling at each other like they held some secret intel Remus could never know about, and in some sense, they did.

Their boyfriend walked through the door, looking at them like they had grown two heads as he discarded his coat and boots by the door. "Well, hello," he smirked, walking over them and kissing their lips gently. "Are you baking something? I thought we'd do that on Saturday when Harry came over," he asked, trying to peek over their heads before Y/N pulled his head down with both her hands on his cheeks.

"We've got a surprise. Go change into something more comfortable and meet us in the dining hall." She smiled. "Dining hall?" Remus laughed, shaking his head as he felt electricity running through him with the information. Sirius remained serious as he nodded at their girlfriend's statement. "Yes, the dining hall, dear. Now go, c'mon," he encouraged, patting his shoulders as he walked away.

They used the time he took in putting some joggers and a shirt on to serve the pasta and place it on the table. Pads took care of the wine and looked up giddily at their boy paddling through the floor in disbelief. "Come sit." Y/N smiled gently, having changed the record to The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars; Remus' favorite. "Oh, I absolutely despise you both," he said, running a scarred hand through his curls as he approached the table with a soft smile playing on his lips.

Remus eyed the food, the table, and the soft music playing in the background, somehow managing to keep it together. Until he saw the flowers. He picked them up and looked at his partners with utter adoration in his eyes. "Fuck you," he laughed as tears prickled his eyes, making his boyfriend and girlfriend walk over to him to engulf him in a tight hug.

He felt safe and protected, even when he was very clearly towering over both of them. "We know you've been having a hard time coping with change, so we wanted to do something special for you," Y/N mumbled against his chest, stroking his back comfortingly. "The things I cooked might be shit… know I made them with a lot of love though," Sirius joked, kissing Remus' cheeks, which left a salty taste in his mouth. Moony laughed airily.

Surrounded by the warmth of his partners, Remus felt a surge of emotion. It wasn't just relief; it was a profound sense of belonging. Y/N's lips pressed against his cheek, leaving a lingering warmth, while Sirius's hand ruffled his hair in a gesture that felt both affectionate and familiar. "Come on, or it'll get cold."

They sat at the table, humming to the tunes playing in the background as they rambled about their day, sharing minutes of comfortable silence accompanied by loving glances out of nowhere. After the war ended, this is what they longed for. The trio would never forget how they fantasized about simpler times while laying on icy surfaces or in the woods, praying to whoever was willing to listen for a crumb of grace and a bit of luck to find solace after all that was done with.

As their eyes locked, there was an unspoken promise of enjoying the one thing they dreamed of a few years ago lingering in the air. They were giving themselves and each other a gentler life, a kinder environment, and a safe haven they could always go to. A safe haven with great pasta.

"Shit, dove… this is amazing! Where's the recipe from?" Remus exclaimed, resisting the urge to lick the plate and limiting himself to only gathering the leftover sauce with his fork like a civilized person. "I called Effie.” "Bless her soul," Sirius groaned in a solemn tone, licking the plate. Moony chuckled and drank the last bit of his wine as Y/N playfully scolded him. How he loved them, he thought.

Y/N slipped off her shoes and started prancing around to the music with a glass of wine on her way to serve dessert, a pair of warm smiles beaming at her going unnoticed as she was too lost in the beats. She paid attention to the plating, so she grabbed the small plates they had with tiny flowers on them and sprinkled some powdered sugar on top of the brownies her boyfriend baked.

"Here you go." She smiled, kissing both Sirius' and Remus' cheeks as she put the plates in front of them after putting hers on the place, sitting back down the next second. They bit into the pastry at the same time Padfoot waited for their verdict. "So? How'd I do?" He asks, in a concerned state his partners found hilarious, seeing how seriously he was taking the whole situation.

Y/N's expression turned into a disgusted frown as she chewed but quickly replaced it with a smile, making the change obvious to Sirius. "What was that!?" the black-haired boy said with wide eyes, taking a bite off the dessert himself and frowning when he actually found it good. "Come on love, it can't be that bad," Remus said, biting into his piece and closing his eyes in disgust in a very exaggerated manner.

"The-they're good, baby." She smiles, leaving the large piece untouched in her plate as she looked at him with sympathetic eyes. "I tried them; I did a bloody great job, so don't co-". His partners erupted in laughter. Moony almost cried, and Y/N's tummy hurt as Sirius shook his head with an upset pout.

"You're so mean. I hate you both. I'll never bake for you again!" "No, love, come on! We're sorry I-I just saw where Y/N was going and played along," Remus laughed, reaching over to engulf him in a hug, but his boyfriend pulled away, back facing his smiling face. He couldn't avoid the love for too long, cornered between his girlfriend who also reached out to embrace him.

"They're really good, Sirius! Come here; I-I'm sorry." "Why do you keep laughing!?" He whined with a little smirk playing at his lips he tried hard to contain when he found himself sandwiched between his loves. "No, ge-get off!" he playfully fought in-between giggles, trying to squirm out of Moony's arms, failing miserably. Y/N jumped over to them and kissed Sirius' face repeatedly.

"I-I'm leaving this house! Stop, Y/N, there's no changing my mind." He laughed. "We won't let you go; hate to break it to ya'." "Yup, I'm kissing you until you forgive us." They collapsed in giggles with sore bellies, letting go and going back to their spots to finish their desserts. "You did a splendid job, darling." Remus smiles, biting happily into his brownie. "Yes, they're amazing." Y/N assured and presses one last kiss to Sirius' cheek.

After several stories, laughs, warm smiles, and kisses were shared, they all decided to call it a night. Y/N grabbed one of Padfoot's shirts and a pair of Moony's socks, throwing them on before brushing her teeth and washing her face as her boyfriends got ready as well.

They jumped into the two queen beds they had joined and covered only with a soft silk sheet Sirius had insisted on getting since it was spring; They liked to cuddle, and if for some reason they covered more, they'd be kicking away in their sleep so they could be fresher.

Usually, Y/N would sleep between them, but today Remus took her spot and they were all comfortable with that. He wrapped his arms around his partners and kissed both of their heads, feeling exhaustion wash over him as their limbs pressed against all of his body; engulfed by love and warmth he craved his whole life before they came into the picture. "Thank you," he sighed, "for everything."

"Anything for our Moony," was heard in a soft whisper in the dark room, and with that, they drifted off to sleep.

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cameronspecial · 6 months

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Zach smut? Maybe it’s their first time together something cute but also hot. I feel like he’s very vocal too.

Tell Me What You Want

Pairing: Zach MacLaren x Reader

Warnings: SMUT

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 1.2K

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They have been dating for three months and Y/N is ready to take her relationship with Zach to the next level. The soccer player was respectful of her boundaries whenever their kisses would heat up to something steamer. He would watch for her body language and ask her constantly if she wanted to continue. When she should hesitate, he would stop immediately, reassuring her that he wanted to wait until he felt more comfortable. She found it sweet that he would put the “blame” on his own feelings so she didn’t feel guilty about not feeling prepared and then he’d open Netflix so they would watch The Office together.

Tonight, he came over to Y/N’s for dinner and for dessert, she had planned for them to indulge in something a little sweeter than cake. Y/N excuses herself to the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind her. She strips off her clothes and puts on the lingerie she bought just for Zach. Her reflection shows how the navy blue lace really shows off her boobs and she thinks he will love how the silk attaches to the lace bra, flowing down to her hips like a dress. Zach seems like he would like flowy materials; she can’t explain why. She does a few swishes of mouthwash and quickly combs through her hair with her fingers; she finally feels confident enough to leave the bathroom. Zach’s head darts up from the dishes and her heart flips because she didn’t ask him to clean up. He is so thoughtful. His eyes fall open once he sees her new attire and he turns to face her completely. “You weren’t wearing that earlier,” he notes as he approaches her. His hand is playing with the skirt of the top. She frowns at his words, “Do you not like it?” Her head casts down, but his finger catches her chin before it falls to her chest. He lifts it, so she is looking in his eyes and his other hand continues to fiddle with the silk. “Baby, I love it. Whatever this, this material is. I’m a big fan,” he assures, kissing her lips.

She grins into the kiss, “It’s silk.” “Silk, I like it,” he hmms. “Are you sure you want to do this, Baby? We don’t have to do anything. If you want to just watch a movie with that on, I would be okay with that.” She giggles, pulling away. She leads him into her bedroom and falls onto her bed. “I am more than ready for this, Zach.” He detects no hesitancy, so he decides to even the playing field by taking off his shirt and pants. Y/N’s bottom lip wedges between her teeth and she grabs his hand to bring him closer. He gets on top of her, holding himself up with one arm. His face nears her ear, “Tell me what you want.” “Can you kiss me?” she breathes out. He kisses her lips, “Here?” She shakes her head, knowing the game he wants to play. His head moves to the skin of her breasts above the lace. “Here?” A groan escapes her lips because of how long it is taking. Zach just grins, loving how annoyed she is getting. His head finally dips under the silk and pulls down the matching thong. She feels his lips meet her clit, letting out the moan he has been waiting to hear.

He continues the assault to her bud and she wraps her legs around his head. Her back arches off of the bed. She brings her hand through his hair, trying to keep him in place. “Is this what you want? You have to tell me what you want,” he encourages. She struggles through her words in moans, “Your tongue! Please, use your tongue.” He listens to her commands, diving his tongue into her pussy. He is lapping at her hole and tries to get as much of her juices into his mouth. He can tell she needs more. “I think you need my fingers, Baby. Do you want my fingers?” he teases, ghosting his fingers over her vagina.

She nods vigorously, “Yes, yes, please.” His fingers penetrate her and he starts slow with one digit. He takes his time, bringing the finger in and out. Her back arches even more at the feeling of his finger. “More,” she begs, grabbing his hand. He nods, “Of course, Baby.” He adds another finger picking up his pace and he notices she has adjusted to him already. He tries adding another finger and when she doesn’t object, he goes as fast as he can. Her moans pick up, sounding like a symphony. He continues with his pace and gives her kisses to quiet her moans. “I love you. You know that? I love those pretty sounds you are making for me,” he praises. Her head moves up and down, raising her back as high as it can go. Her walls close in around his fingers, gripping him like a glove. His thumb finds her clit and he rubs it like his life depends on it. She is brought over the edge, cumming around his fingers. He pulls them out. His fingers enter his mouth, cleaning them off, “You taste so good, Baby. You wanna taste?” He brings his mouth to hers and she can taste herself on his tongue.

Y/N props herself onto her elbows, reaching for the top of his boxers, but he stops her. He brings them face to face, “Tonight is about you, Baby. I’m going to make you feel so good.” Her heart flutters at his words, feeling like she is melting on the inside. He gets up off of her and she knows what he is looking for. “I have condoms in my bathroom medicine cabinet,” she tells him. Zach runs to the other room, jogging back to her with the goods in hand. He rips the package open with his teeth and pulls down his boxers to put it on. His fingers wrap around his impressive length, giving it a few pumps before lining himself up with her pussy. “Are you ready, Baby? Tell me if you want me to do anything different,” he orders and enters her.

Again, his pace begins slow. He lets her get adjusted to his size at this pace and when her mouth falls open, he picks it up. It gets a little difficult to keep their body connected at this speed, so he wraps her legs around his waist and goes faster. “You are making me feel so good, Baby. Am I making you feel good?” he looks to her for assurance. She smiles at him, “So good, Zach. Please, keep going.” He continues to thrust into her. Both of them enjoy the feeling of being together, moans rivalling each other. Zach feels himself twitch inside of her and it is not long before he cums inside of the condom. Y/N hasn’t come yet, so he continues his thrust to bring her to her climax. He pulls out of her, bringing her into his arms. He kisses her neck with a blissed-out look on his face. “That was so good, Baby. Thank you for letting me experience this with you,” he whispers to her. She nods with a smile, “You’re welcome. I really liked it too.” He picks her up to bring her to the bathroom and they both get ready for bed in sync. She puts on his t-shirt and he puts his boxers back on. They hop into her bed and cuddle each other to sleep.

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subbmissivesuccubus · 9 months

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Part 2 of this~

Content : Rengoku X Fem reader X Uzui. Threesome. Exhibitionism. Oral sex (giving and receiving). Unprotected sex.

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Not one to waste any time, Rengoku's hands slid up your Yukata, ignoring your yelp as he grasped what he was looking for.

"W-W-Wait! Rengoku-sa-aaann!" You squealed as the man grabbed your panties and slid them off of you, discarding them before immediately grabbing the back of your knees and pushing them up, making your body fold slightly. You failed to bite down your yelp as your legs were pushed to your chest, the position humiliating yet so hot- "W-We're outside!" You hissed, face turning even redder at the way the flame pillar was staring at your sex, a look in his eyes like he was mesmerized, the position making your cunt look extra plump and delicious. With the way the bench was situated, if you turned your head to the right, you'd see Uzui next to you and a couple feet behind him was the inn, close enough for people to understand what was happening if they happened to look this direction.

"Relax, cutie~" Uzui said, the arm he had around you running up your waist before he grabbed your left breast, his hand big enough to envelop it pretty well, squeezing it like a toy through the fabric. "We're Hashira afterall," he explained, chuckling as you writhed underneath them, an adorable blush on your cheeks "We can do whatever we like and no one would stop us."

"And I told you I'd prove to you that I'll make an excellent husband," Rengoku said, looking up with you with his bright eyes, filled with desire and lust, "so be a good girl and take it, alright?" "You- you can prove that inside the inn!" you hissed, but your body betrayed how excited you were, your pussy growing wet from the situation, a fact Rengoku immediately noticed. "I'm an impatient man." he said, pressing his lips against your inner thigh and sucking a hickey onto it, making your toes curl, "and it seems my wife to be is quite an impatient woman too."

With that, he placed a sweet kiss to your clit, hands running down to the back of your thighs, his hold on you still tight, keeping your body steady and folded the way he wanted it to be. His tongue flicked out to start twirling your clit around, running in circles over the cute bud before he started flicking it, the point of his tongue assaulting it mercilessly. You slapped a hand over your mouth as your legs already started shaking, Rengoku's hot tongue so sinful. His groans traveled up your spine as he sealed his lips around your clit and sucked, making you hiccup at the suction. Giving it a light nibble, he then pulled away to drag his tongue from your hole all the way to your clit over and over again, the man moaning from the taste of your slick. Shaking his head from side to side, his tongue ran all over your pussy, licking up every nook and cranny, eating you out like a man starved.

"You know, despite the fact that I'm jealous he getting to taste you first tonight," Uzui said - practically sitting on his side as he was turned towards you, his big body partially hiding you from any passerby's as his right hand gently slipping into the folds of your Yukata to grasp your left breast, "Getting a close view of your adorably lewd expressions is quite the treat~" You mewled, breathing heavily through your nose as Rengoku stuffed his tongue inside your aching hole just as Uzui started squeezing your bare tit, greedily playing with it before his fingers focused on your nipple, trapping it between his thumb and forefinger before giving it a harsh pinch. Rengoku groaned as he felt your pussy tighten around his tongue, pulling away for a second to say: "Do that again. She likes it."

Uzui's chuckle made your spine shiver, the man kissing your cheek before his hands grabbed the folds of your Yukata by your chest and roughly pulled them apart. You squealed as your bare breasts were exposed to the cold wind, settling down with a bounce, your nipples hardening instantly. "No bra. How naughty~" Uzui teased, eyes glued to your pretty chest. "Th-That's cause- just came out of the bath- ah!" You barely got to finish your sentence before Uzui leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, your other boob being squeezed by his hand.

Pussy gushed around Rengoku's face, the man drinking it like he was dying of thirst as you tried your hardest to not make any sounds. You slapped both hands over your mouth, pressing down tightly and muffling your moans as Uzui's hot tongue danced around your sensitive nipples, teasing it a bit before he sealed his lips around it and sucked so hard it made your toes curl.

Out in public, tits and pussy out in the open, Yukata hanging on for dear life by your waist- you couldn't believe this was happening. "You're a sensitive little thing, aren't you?" Uzui asked with a chuckle as he switched from one nipple to the other, "Even when we took you last time- even the slightest touch got you hot and bothered. It's so fucking cute- mmph~" Latching onto your other nipple, Uzui moaned into your skin at the feeling of your hard, sensitive bud against his tongue. He was getting so addicted to your reactions, he couldn't help but give it a gentle nibble, cock twitching as he heard your muffled yelp.

Rengoku was just as addicted, slurping up your slick as he stuck a finger into your pussy, groaning as your hot, wet walls enveloped it. He couldn't wait to get his cock in you- but only after you came in his mouth. "Hold you leg up." he ordered and you did as you were told, moving a hand away from your mouth to grab onto the back of your left leg, holding it up for Rengoku as he continued to finger you, sliding a second one in and curling it just right.

You were trying your hardest to muffle your moans, tears in your eyes from restraining yourself. You'd often look to the side to see if anyone was watching, and while no one was, you always felt like someone could be and you didn't know if that made the situation hotter.

"G-Gonna c-cum-" you whined, voice breaking from the restraint. Your nipples were sucked and bitten raw, hickies littering your chest as Uzui still continued to shower your breasts with attention. Your juices were dripping down Rengoku's hand, his mouth still unrelenting as he sucked your clit, giving it gentle nipples. "Cum for us, baby." Rengoku groaned into your pussy, "Cum in my mouth- want to taste you~"

You bit your bottom hard enough to almost draw blood, your body shaking as you could feel your orgasm get closer and closer and closer and you knew you wouldn't be able to keep your voice down. You moans were already loud despite your best efforts, unable to smother men with how good the two of them were making you feel. As the knot in your abdomen threatened to break, just a few seconds away from an orgasm, your hand left your mouth as you got Uzui's attention.

"K-Kiss me!" you begged, pulling his Yukata desperately, trying to get him away from your chest to help you out, "Kiss me p-please- mmph!"

Uzui didn't hesitate for even a second as he moved upwards and slotted his lips against your just as you climaxed. One hand on your breast as he squeezed, he expertly shoved his tongue down your throat, swallowing your moans and holding you down as your orgasm made your whole body shake in pleasure. He groaned at the feeling of you squealing into his mouth, making you gag on his tongue, the kiss a filthy mess of spit and teeth and he loved it. Rengoku's moans and groans added to the pleasure, the man's hot tongue relentless as he helped you ride your orgasm. He continued to suck and lick, wondering if he was in heaven as directed your plush thighs to close tightly around his face as he drank down your climax, his face smushed between the soft flesh. Pussy gushing around his face like a faucet, he slotted his mouth against your cunt, sucking, licking and drinking you up until a shaky hand came up to push him away due to the over-stimulation. With a final kiss to your clit, Rengoku pulled away, breathless, face red and lips wet.

Uzui pulled away from the kiss, both of your lips swollen and red, breathing in each others air as you panted heavily from the force of your climax along with Uzui taking your breath away. He pressed his forehead against yours, rubbing his nose against yours sweetly.

"Come here." Rengoku said, pushing himself up to his legs, Uzui moving out of the way before he kissed you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You could taste yourself on his lips, shivering at the sweet way he kissed you, a stark contrast to the filthy kiss you just had with Uzui. You yelped into the kiss as Uzui touched your sensitive pussy, the man cupping it with his palm before gently rubbing it up and down. "Good girl," Uzui said, petting your pussy gently, "He did quite the number on your poor kitty, huh?" "You did such a good job," Rengoku moaned into your lips, "So good for us." he pecked your lips again and again, a sweet gesture among a filthy situation.

"I wanna..." you gulped, mouth dry, feeling shy as Rengoku started peppering your face with kisses, "I wanna make you two...feel good too." your eyes glanced over their bodies, their erections pressing against their Yukata's.

"Let's go inside." Uzui said, taking his hand off of your pussy to start righting your clothes, "you might have been able to keep your voice down when he ate you out- but i'm sure you won't be able to do the same when we get our cocks in you."

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Uzui was absolutely right.

"Ah! Fuck- ah-ah-ahh!" You squealed as Uzui pushed inside you, his fat cock splitting you open deliciously. He grunted above you, silver locks falling over his shoulder as he drove his cock deeper and deeper inside you, licking his lips as he got a good view of your expression. Your hands fisted the futon beneath you, head tossed back against the pillow, eyes closed tightly as your body trembled with the feeling of getting speared on Uzui's cock. All three of you were buck naked, a tight fuck pile on your futon as you started what was going to be the first of a few rounds.

"Come here baby." Rengoku said, stroking his cock as he positioned himself beside your head, "give me that pretty mouth." You opened your eyes enough to look over at Rengoku, pussy throbbing as you watched him work his member, obediently opening your mouth for him. He hummed as he moved closer, running a gentle hand through your hair before he pushed himself past your lips, letting out a lovely moan as you sucked him in. Your lips first sealed around his cock head, sucking him like a treat, tongue dancing over him. He made you feel so good- you were excited to return the favor. Your tongue dug into the tip, tasting his precum, smiling as Rengoku's body jumped, groaning at the feeling. Eventually you opened your jaw more, an invitation for Rengoku to push his cock deeper into your mouth.

"oh- fuck yes-" Uzui groaned as he bottomed out, his balls throbbing against your pussy as he gave you a second to adjust to his size. He ran a hand up and down your body, grabbing handfuls of your tummy and chest as your pussy gushed around him, your attention split between the two of them.

"Gonna start moving, okay?" Uzui said, licking his lips as he made you wrap your legs around his waist, towering over you as he placed his hands on the futon, holding himself up, "be a good girl and take it, okay?" Your moaned around Rengoku's cock in confirmation and that was enough for Uzui. Gritting his teeth, he started moving his hips, slowly dragging his thick cock out and in, out and in. He could feel your slick, hot, tight walls press against him deliciously, your heat making his head spin already. Every time he pulled out, it felt like your walls were sucking him back in, begging him to come back inside which he happily did.

"Oh you're such a good girl- my good girl- my perfect wife~" Rengoku moaned, more vocal of the two as he slowly pushed down your throat, loving the way you gagged around him. One hand grabbing a bouncing breast, the other one in your hair, he gently started fucking your mouth, cock going in and out of your throat. Uzui snickered, picking up the pace as your cunt got used to him, "She tightened at that~ you like being called wife, baby?"

You mewled as Rengoku suddenly pushed himself completely into your mouth, eyes watering as his cock was down your throat, gagging several times before you tapped his thigh. He slowly pulled out, letting you breathe and cough, your hand obediently coming up to jerk his slobbered on member as you collected yourself.

"Look at you, such a good wife for us~"

You gasped, back arching as Uzui picked up the pace, balls slapping against you as he drove his member into you. His cock was hitting your g-spot, making your moans jump in time with his thrusting, pleasure coursing through your veins. Uzui's hands grabbed your hips, grip bruising as he chased his pleasure, mouth open and moaning as your pussy milked his cock perfectly.

"Deep throat me again, darling." Rengoku said, tightening his grip on your hair as he moved forward to push his cock into your mouth again. With a deep breath, you opened your mouth and groaned as he pushed in, this time going deeper and deeper until his abdomen was touching your nose, his fat cock lodged down your throat. This time, he started moving his hips, driving his cock up and down your throat, balls slapping against your face as he started fucking your face. His eyes rolled to the back of his head from the pleasure, mouth open in a constant moan at how amazing your mouth felt around him.

Uzui was no better, his hips now practically a blur with how vigorously he was pounding your pussy. Jack-hammering into you, his mouth spilled pure filth as he fucked your brains out, loving that he could see your expression change as you got more and more cock drunk.

"Such a naughty wife! You love this, don't you? Taking two fat cocks at once- such a slutty little girl~"

"Don't be mean, Uzui." Rengoku said, gritting his teeth as pleasure took over him, "she's being such a good wife for us- making us feel so good-"

"Can't wait till we get married~" Uzui said, raising your legs to his shoulders, holding onto them as he pounded you, loving the way Rengoku's cock failed to muffle your moans of pleasure, "you'll look so beautiful- oh fuck- in your wedding dress. I can picture it now~"

"Oh, yes!" Rengoku said, a statement of agreement and a moan of pleasure, "oh darling- you'll be the most perfect- fuck me- the most perfect bride in the whole World. Oh- how did I get so lucky?"

You pulled away from Rengoku's cock, jerking him off as you needed to second to scream- the pleasure and their words making your brain go crazy. "Fuuuuck!" you cried out, tears in your eyes, voice jumping from Uzui's thrusts, your tits bouncing up and down, "S' too m-much- you both- fuck- fuck- make me f-feel so- so good!"

"You can take it baby." Rengoku said, cupping your face lovingly, "don't you want be our good wife and take it?"

you nodded, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Uzui's cock reached even deeper inside you, pounding against your cervix. "Say it." Uzui said, sweat dripping down his face as he felt his orgasm approaching, "Say it for us."

"W-W-Want to b-be a good w-wife for you t-two." you sputtered, mind going dumb. Both the men hissed and groaned, Rengoku putting himself back in your mouth enthusiastically and you felt Uzui somehow grow harder inside you.

"I'm- fuck- fuck- fuck- i'm close!" Uzui said, now pushing your legs up into a mating press, pressing them down against your chest as he used his whole body weight to pound you, balls making a loud and sticky clapping sound against your ass. Rengoku was just as enthusiastic, holding your head still as he thrusted into your mouth with reckless abandon, his balls clenching as he knew he was close to cumming. You lied down and took it, mind and body being driven to the edge as you felt your own orgasm come close, loving the feeling of being used by them in such a dirty yet intimate way.

"I can't fucking wait to wife you up!" Uzui growled, "my naughty little bride- fuck!" he licked two fingers before sliding it between you two, rubbing your clit. You squealed around Rengoku's cock and that seemed enough to drive the man to the edge.

"fuck- fuck- fuck! I'm gonna cum-" he suddenly pulled out of you, grabbing your hand desperately and placing it on his cock. "Jerk me off baby-" he pleaded, face as red as the tips of his hair, "Want to cum all over my wife's face."

You gasped and heaved as you wrapped your hand wround the flame pillar's cock, his dick slick from your saliva as you moved your hand up and down quickly, jacking him off as you leaned forward to put his cock-head into your mouth, sucking on it.

"fuck- i'm gonna cum too-" Uzui said with a growl, fingers flicking your clit mercilessly, cock continuing to pound your pussy into next week, "Fuuuck- let's all cum together!"

"P-Please-" you begged, eyebrows furrowed and tears streaming down your cheeks, "together- want to- please-"

"I'm so close- fuck- come on- come on- come on!" Rengoku moaned, eyes closed tightly as you jerked him off. Uzui mirrored the same sentiment, chasing his orgasm and yours as he fucked and fucked and fucked. You don't know what took over you but your mouth worked faster than your brain as you knew exactly what to say to drive them over the edge:

"W-Want my husbands to cum for me~"

With a shout, both men climaxed simultaneously, gasping loudly from your words and the force of their orgasm. Balls clenching and eyes rolling to the back of their heads, the room was filled with shouts and cries, the force of their orgasms making their bodies shake. the feeling of Uzui filling your womb up with his hot, hot cum and of Rengoku splashing your face with ropes and ropes of his thick semen made you climax, pussy squirting jets of liquid as you wet the futon underneath you, your squeals and cries echoing through the room. You didn't know how thick the walls were but consider the noise all three of you were making- you had to assume it wasn't thick enough but you didn't care. All three of you trembled and moaned lewdly, grasping onto each other tightly as the force of the orgasms almost made everyone pass out. Almost.

"You...naughty fucking minx!" Uzui barked out with a laugh, catching his breath as he milked his balls for every drop, rolling his hips to make sure he filled you up to the brim, "Saying something like that- oh fuck- so hot."

"You have no idea what you do to us." Rengoku said, coming back down to Earth as he looked down at the mess he created, chest swelling with pride as he saw your pretty face stained with his cum, "My naughty wife. I hope you're not tired already. Your husband want's a chance fucking your pretty pussy."

"And this husband wants to see you gag on his cock~" Uzui said, slowly pulling out, hissing at the sight of your gaping pussy leak out his cum.

You gulped as you caught your breathe, body tensing as you strapped in for a long night. Oh boy, you sure did open something in them by calling them husbands and now, it was time to pay the price.

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darlinboypresley · 3 months

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Strange love

Pairing: Nate Jacob’s x female reader

Warnings: choking angst a bit of fluff near the end cursing

Authors note: thank you to my wonderful wonderful girlfriend @asshlyyyy for the banner

you were at some stupid party you´re friend maddie dragged you to. and honestly? you were so over it already. you weren't the type for parties, a lot of people actually wondered why you and maddie were friends.

nate fuckin jacobs you fucking hated his guts he was ripped in every edge but you were ought to admit, he was a fucking master piece that wasn´t even why you hated him. he bullied you or well it was more like teasing. He called you ¨monroe¨ because your plan was to move away and become some big Hollywood star. honestly it almost seemed like he was jealous because he on the other hand. was gonna be stuck in this fucking town forever,

you walked to the kitchen and sigh softly, speaking of the fucking devil there he was in all his glory. he was wearing a white shirt, with a black button up and black jeans. you quickly looked away and grabbed yourself and maddie a drink. before the devil could spot you, to be fair you didn't feel like dealing with nate to be very honest you never felt like dealing with nate.

but before you could even walk out of the damn kitchen. you felt someone grab your wrist with a very strong grip. you just knew it was him, ¨fucking hell¨ you muttered to yourself. and turned around ¨Hello nate¨ you said looking up at the 6´5 man. who even is 6 fucking 5 it feels unncessary to be that tall, ¨nice outfit found it in you´re grandma her closet?¨ he chuckled sinisterly.

You rolled your eyes and was about to speak up but he put his finger against your lips preventing you from speaking. “Uh-uh-uh why are you here?” He spat as if he had an issue with you and not his ex girlfriend who was grinding on some random dude his dick.

¨because if you are here maddie is here¨ he muttered grabbing your jaw kinda harsh. ¨she is now what is it to you.¨ you said pushing him off ¨it's a party Nate people are gonna be there. get.over.it¨ you muttered and walked away. downing both drinks you sat down. next to rue she looked over at you ¨didn't think i'd see you here¨. she chuckled which made you laugh.

¨honestly neither did i, but oh well what can i say i´m a fucking people pleaser¨. you laughed as you leaned you´re head back on the couch. little did you know nate was watching your every fucking move. he wanted you hell he needed you. he wanted to make you laugh, but at the same time he also wanted to hurt you and see you cry.

an hour or so passed and you were still strung out on the couch talking with rue. ¨That's the beauty of a secret you know you're supposed to keep it¨ you laughed. until you were interrupted by no one other than Nate Jacobs himself. ¨get up y/n¨ he spat, you looked a bit confused and shook your head. ¨no i´m not getting up?¨ you spat through your own theeth.

¨i said get the fuck up before i fucking help you¨ he almost yelled. you shook your head once more brushing him off and going back to youŕ conversation. This is when Nate decided he had enough of your little attitude and picked you up, as he threw you over his shoulder. you started to hit his back. ¨put me the fuck down nate this isn´t funny!¨ you yelled at him. but he just seemed to ignore you as he walked into the upstairs bathroom.

he placed you on the sink and grabbed your jaw kissing you. you kissed back moaning softly into his mouth, ¨nate not h-¨ you tried to whisper. in between the kiss but nate just ignored you as he started to assault your neck, ¨why the fuck are you wearing this skirt? do you not see the way people are looking at MY girl¨ he muttered against your neck softly biting it.

¨i´m not your fucking girl nate maddie is and maddie will always be, the thing that happened between us was once, ONE FUCKING TIME¨ you said tearing up. this is what he wanted right? he didn´t fucking care about you, you were a replacement until he got back together with maddie.

¨don´t fucking say that y/n¨ he said grabbing your neck and choking you slightly as he pushed your back against the wall. you groaned ¨the truth nate? one day you hate my fucking guts and the other your madly in fucking love with me.¨ you muttered and it looked like he was about to open his mouth again but then you spoke.

¨ I can see it from the way you're looking at me, you don't even think i'm worth your time, you are so offended that I follow all the rules except for yours that. You don't care about the person that I might be but I am so much more than you can see i´ve had enough you hear me, ENOUGH I'M DONE¨ you said and pushed him off you walking out of the bathroom. you basically ran down the stairs and out of the house as you ignored Nate calling your name.

you had enough of this, honestly you had enough of life itself. you were sick and tired of it. but you couldn't just leave the people you love behind could you..? you sighed as you got home. Once again you were home alone but you didn't mind. you got changed into more comfortable clothes as you heard repeated. knocks on your front door you sighed knowing exactly who it was.

you made your way downstairs and opened your front door. ¨nate i really don-¨ you sighed crossing your arms as nate let himself in. ¨no your gonna sit down on the fucking couch and listen to me for once.” he muttered, closing the door and looking at you, you sighed and sat on the couch thinking to yourself ¨this must be good¨.

nate looked at you ¨don´t you fucking get it y/n, i´m fucking in love with you.. you´re all i think about sure i'll admit it.. in the beginning i was using you to get over maddie. but that changed that changed the minute you ended up in the fucking hospital because you decided to slit your goddamn wrist.¨ he yelled. you were surprised he even cared at all… you didn't think it affected anyone that much let alone him.

¨please just give me a chance¨ he spoke softly now sitting next to you, ¨i'm not saying it's gonna be perfect or anything but… i want you and only you¨ he said and caressed your cheek leaning in pressing his lips to yours. and you gave in, the kiss was rough but sweet at the same time. it's like he craved you just as bad as you craved him. ÿou crawled onto his lap and nodded your head ¨okay one chance don't fuck it up¨ you muttered against his lips pulling away slightly.

he smiled softly kissing you more gently this time and smiled. when he pulled away you yawned, hinting it was time for bed. He chuckled softly and got up kissing your head as he carried you to your room. He took his shoes off and his jeans, leaving him in boxers and his shirt.

he pulled you closer kissing your cheek, ¨goodnight y/n¨ he whispered and you smiled already half asleep ¨goodnight nate¨.

you said and soon you both drifted off to sleep you knew it wasnt gonna be a easy relationship but it was definitely gonna be worth it.

#nate jacobs x reader #nate jacobs smut #nate jacobs x y/n #nate jacobs #jacob elordi #euphoria #Nate Jacob’s imagine #nate Jacob’s fanfic

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Wake For The Glory

Mat Barza x model!fem!reader

A visceral in doses fic

Warnings: mentions/alludes of sex and alcohol consumption (this is only slightly edited)

This takes place in present time (pre kids)

“You’re so sexy.”

“You played so well tonight.”

“I’m so proud of you, hotshot.”

You heave out those words in between the kisses being planted on Mat. He willingly takes your assault, thriving in the attention you’re providing him.

If you weren’t so distracted by your boyfriend, you’d feel bad for the driver who has to listen to your moans and the smack of your lips on Mat’s. You’re not on his lap, yet, but you do have a leg tossed over his and your body is pressed into his side. Between every breathless lip lock exchange, you try to guide your core over his pant clad thigh. Almost silent whines of discontent escape your throat when your efforts prove to be fruitless.

“I want you to fuck me,” you whisper in Mat’s ear, giggling when you feel him shiver.

“You’re going to have to wait, pretty girl,” he mutters into your open mouth kiss.

You pout at him and before you can argue, you’re nothing being ushered out of the car and into the bar. You’re immediately greeted by Sydney and Alexa, making you forget all about your hot commodity of a boyfriend.

“You changed?” Alexa asks, noting you’re no longer donning your Barzal jersey and black, leather pants. Instead you’re in a mini skirt and a sheer, black sleeveless turtleneck.

“Yes! I had to make the backseat my changing room,” you explain. It’s not the first time you’ve had to change in the backseat of a car. It’s actually happened a lot more than you’d think, but that’s because you’re a model and sometimes you have to make quick changes.

“You’re literally my favorite it girl,” Sydney grins, pulling you and Alexa into a group hug.

“Please. I can only wish to be as cool as you when I grow up,” you say sincerely. You admire Sydney so much.

“Let’s go get some drinks!”

After a quick five minutes at the bar ordering drinks, you and the girls make your way to an empty pool table. You laugh and chat as you three move around the table.

“What’re your plans with Mat for the offseason?” Alexa asks as she spies Mat behind you, staring you down without you even realizing.

“Italy for a month, Canada for I’m not sure how long, and maybe Bahamas. I’m for sure going to the Bahamas because I have a photo shoot scheduled, but I’m hoping Mat will come with me,” you respond, getting ready to take your next shot at the game.

You grab your pool stick and get into position to shoot the cue ball. You lean down to get eye level and calculate your next move.

“Of course I’m going with you. I’d never miss an opportunity to see you in a bikini,” Mat whispers hotly in your ear. His body cages you in from behind, his hands settling on the edge of the table and the whiskey on his breath invading your senses. It makes you completely miss your shot as you feel a pulse of excitement spark deep in your core.

“You messed up my shot,” you groan, ignoring his words but turning around to face him.

You give him a playful shove to his chest, trying not to laugh at his infectious cackle. Your chrome, islanders blue nails scratch at the nape of his neck. You smile at his relaxed state, eyes closed and lips spread out in a grin.

“I’m going to need you girls to stop stealing my girlfriend away from me,” Mat teases his teammates’ significant others.

He wraps an arm around your neck and glues his lips to your flushed cheek. You’re happy to rub at his muscled torso.

“Oh hush. I needed some girl time,” you respond.

“That’s not what you were saying in the car,” again he whispers in your ear, his teeth nipping at your lobe and making you squirm.

It’s so hard not to fall into your own little bubble when you’re around Mat. He just makes everything disappear. You wrap both arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss. Mat holds you at the waist as his tongue swirls around yours, pulling soft moans from your throat. Sydney and Alexa snicker at the both of you, but it’s not enough to grab your attention.

“Do you hear the song? I think it’s a sign for us to go home,” Mat says against your lips. Your ears catch the opening of “Tempest” by Deftones. It’s one of the songs on your sex playlist.

“Nope. You’re the one that has to wait now, hotshot.” Your lips drag against his and with your last word, you bite and pull on his bottom lip.

The look in your eye is dangerous and alluring, Mat feels like a moth to a flame. Your hands are even worse as they tease the hem of his jeans and the zipper covering his thickening cock.

You peck his mouth and turn around, so your back is to his chest. His hands grabs ahold of yours and he moves your body along with his to the beat of the song. Your ass grinds against his groin and his large hand takes up your entire abdomen. Even though you’re on the taller side, Mat easily makes you seem much smaller.

It doesn’t even dawn on the both of you that you’re dancing in a bar when no one else is. You and your boyfriend are just simply enjoying the moment and teasing each other until you’re dragging one another to the restroom. You lean your head back against his shoulder and let your doe eyes gaze into his darkened stare. Images of him fucking you to the song swirl in his irises.

Lifting your chin, you suck on the sharpness of his jaw. You continue your path until your lips are next to his ear.

“Stare at the ceiling and switch back to your time. Just go ahead now, try and taste it. I know it should be ripe,” you rasp the lyrics and your voice -albeit you’re not a singer- hypnotizes him like a vicious siren call.

You know exactly what you’re doing and you’re smug about it. Your devious smirk alerts him of your teasing and he can’t help but be in awe of you. Especially when you willingly follow him into the restroom after the song concludes.

a/n: This is just a random thought I got this morning! It was very needed as I’ve been stuck on the other fics/blurbs for them. Anyways I hope you all enjoy!

#mat barzal #mat barzal x reader #mat barzal fic #visceral in doses #nhl imagine #nhl fic #new york islanders

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vaginalsauce · 10 months

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Justified

Warnings

Gangbang, oral f! and m! receiving, slapping, spanking, hair pulling, praise, pet names, degradation, size kink, breeding?, pure smut no plot, unprotected p in v, handjobs, breeding, manhandling

A/n

Holy shit what did I just write

This is a scrap I'm too lazy to finish, enjoy mwah

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You felt the harsh sting of a slap against your ass, and your body desperately tried to push forward to escape the tingling red handprint forming on your ass. You were held in place by Duff, who had you on your hands and knees, your face pressing into the hardening ache between his legs. As Axl had his tongue buried deep into your cunt from behind, you struggled to pump your hand up and down Steven's dick.

You were moaning and squirming, rocking your body back and forth against Axl's face. Duff's hands snaked down your bare body, holding your hips firmly in one place, smirking down at you.

Slash had already pulled his dick out, rubbing his hand over his tip at only the sight of your squirming body. He would occasionally lean over and grab handfuls of your ass, slapping it roughly and watching the skin recoil. Grunts and groans of annoyance could be heard from Axl, clearly getting frustrated with Slash's assault. The vibrations were sent straight through your body to your ribcage, and before you knew it, you were unraveled over Axl's lips and chin, your slick dripping down your thighs onto Duff's denim jeans.

"So pretty, such a perfect girl for us." Steven spoke before tugging you up by the waist, his lips quick to find yours. Izzy was next to come right up behind you, not wasting any time before pushing his cock up into you.

You moaned into Steven's mouth before Izzy sat back on his knees, pulling your body down with his. You desperately clung to Steven, trying to bring him closer, but he only planted gentle kisses from the palm of your hand up to your shoulder, and then back down to your breasts.

"Look at you, being such a slut for all of us like this. You're just so desperate, aren't you?" Axl teased, chuckling a bit as he tugged his shorts off, grabbing your hand roughly and placing it on his cock.

"Well? C'mon, don't keep him waiting. Be a good girl for us." Duff gave a kiss to your cheek, and you threw your head back onto Izzy's shoulder as you moaned, moving your hand up and down Axl's cock.

Izzy kept thrusting up into you from below, each raise of his hips earning another moan to fall from your mouth, and Slash let his head fall back as he listened to your little squeals.

Slash walked over to you, grabbing you by the back of the neck and tugging you towards his cock, practically dripping precum. You immediately knew what he needed. You wrapped your lips around the tip of his dick, gagging as Slash unexpectedly pushed your head all the way down the length of his dick.

His mouth hung open as he breathed out, panting, staring down at your mascara-stained face. You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked up to him, relaxing your throat and letting him move your face to his heart's content.

The speed of your hand on Axl's dick faltered, and he took it upon himself to place his hand over yours, holding your hand nice and tight around his cock, fucking your hand like his own personal sex toy.

You could feel how close Izzy was getting without even looking at him. Just the sight of your lips wrapped tightly around Slash's cock made him shiver, but when he glanced down to watch your heat suck him in, it made him ten times closer than he was before.

"Gonna cum in this pretty pussy," Izzy grunted out, pulling your hips repeatedly back into his own, causing you to involuntarily move up and down Slash's cock without his guidance. "you want that, baby? Want me to fill this whore pussy? What do you think, Duff? Does she deserve it?"

"Don't ask me, ask the cock slut herself. See if she can manage to answer around Slash's dick, huh?"

And that's exactly what Izzy did, enjoying the way you clenched around his dick at all of the dirty words that fell from all five men. Endless moans escaped through your lips, vibrating straight into the veins of Slash's cock.

Axl watched intently as Slash's thighs started to tremble the slightest bit, elbowing him out of the way. Slash looked at the redhead in disbelief, brows furrowing seconds later. "Seriously, dude?"

"I'll pay you if you bite him." Slash leaned down and whispered in your ear, chuckling, hand holding his hair back so as to not get it in the slobber and precum and tears that all had stained your face. It was no use telling you to do anything, the hold they all had on you was strangling your brain, you couldn't think.

You couldn't even focus. You only stared up at Slash through your eyelashes, and it made him laugh harder. You were so completely fucked out that you hadn't even realized that Axl had a hand fisted in your hair until he pulled your head to look at him instead of Slash.

Axl looked over to Izzy, and only gave him a slight nod before he tapped his dick on your lips, pushing it deep into your throat and holding your face there by the back of your head.

Izzy's hips slammed into yours one final time, pushing himself as deep as he could inside of you as he came, and the feeling of his warm cum filling you, and even escaping out around his dick, dripping down his balls and your thighs, sent you spiraling.

You were trying to scream, but with the obstruction in your throat, it only came out in muffled gagging noises. "Steven, get over here. Clean the poor girl up, yeah?" Izzy panted, slowly pulling out so he could watch the strings of his cum slide out of you.

Steven nodded, watching in pure awe as he crawled up behind you, pulling your mouth off of Axl's dick, flipping you over onto back with ease.

In response, just as Steven licked a warm line up the back of your thigh, Axl grabbed you by the underarms, lifting you quickly, and tugging you back towards him, letting your head dangle back off the edge of the bed as Steven's mouth slowly inched towards your swollen and abused cunt.

"Axl, quit moving her around." Duff hissed. He came up right behind Axl, and started working on tugging his own pants down.

You began to squirm away from a cold hand slapping right against your core, a shriek leaving you only halfway before another hand landed right in your mouth. You furrowed your brows and your chest heaved as you sobbed, looking right up at Slash, who decided to shut you up with his fingers. You hadn't even noticed when he got in between Duff and Axl, but before you knew it, Izzy was between Slash and Axl.

You couldn't control your violent twitching and shaking, and Izzy crouched down right beside your head, pressing his lips to your temple so you could hear him whisper to you. His hand came around to the other side of your face, thumb stroking your cheek lovingly.

"You're okay, baby. Always talked about takin' all of us, didn' you?" Izzy grinned against your face, chuckling. "And look at you now. Can't even stand how good you're feeling. A little pain slut."

You almost bit down on Slash's middle and ring fingers, and right as your jaw just started to clench the slightest, he pulled them out and slapped your face. The extra sting was provided by the upside down angle, and the saliva lubricating his hand.

You tried hard to close your thighs around Steven's head, but your body was so close to shutting down on you that you couldn't function.

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feyreswaterybowels · 3 months

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Shadows Dance🐦‍⬛ (#4)

Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel is losing his shit. He tries to keep it together for Sarah but he needs (Y/N) back—needs her far away from Jarek.

Warnings: Reference to implied sexual assault. Implied sexual assault that led to pregnancy. Referenced forced miscarriages.

Word Count: 1.5k

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“Here,” Feyre says gently, sitting a warm cup of tea in front of Sarah. Gazing at the small child asleep against her chest, thumb tucked in his mouth.

She reached forward with shaking hands grabbing the cup. “Thank you,” Sarah breaths in a shaky voice before taking a sip.

“Sarah, dear, we need to ask you some questions,” Rhys begins but Feyre cuts in.

“Maybe we should give her a minute to settle,” She offers but her mate shakes his head.

“No. Every minute we waste is a minute she’s alone with Jarek.” Feyre nods in understanding, she knew very little of this Jarek male but it didn’t take much to figure out he wasn’t a good guy.

“Can I lay him down somewhere first,” Sarah asks, voice breaking and raspy. Rhys' shoulders lose a bit of rigidness, eyes softening as he looks at the girl he loved so much and nods.

“I’ll take the child,” Mor steps forward. “He can lay in (Y/N) and Azriel’s room.” She shoots a look towards the shadowsinger, who doesn’t respond but doesn’t protest either. Sarah nods, letting Mor take the boy, leaving the room and ascending the stairs.

“I don’t know where to begin,” Sarah says, shrinking in on herself. She was finally back with her family and it was wrong, it was all wrong.

“Just start at the beginning,” Feyre offers gently as Mor joins the room again. Sarah meets her eye and sniffs.

“Okay, um, well, I met Jarek two months before my birthday

The Day Court was absolutely stunning. Sarah parts from her sister heading out the back of the large mansion, admiring the beautifully crafted architecture. Intricate designs laced with gold. I reached out to touch a particular pillar that had swirling designs all the way to the top.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” A voice asked. Sarah turned, blushing at the sight of the male next to her.

“Indeed,” She nods, drawing her hand back to herself, taking a sip from the glass in her hands. Some sparkling juice Rhys has slipped into her hand.

“I’ve never seen you around here before, are you traveling from Night Court?” He asked, Sarah looked over at him and offered a small nod.

“I am, this is my first time visiting Day Court,” She nodded, watching as he took a drink from his own glass—sure it was the faerie wine the rest of the people were drinking. “I’m here with my family. The High Lord is my uncle.”

“What is your name, dear?” He asks, offering his hand. “I’m Jarek of the Autumn Court, formerly Night Court. I wasn’t aware Rhysand had a niece.”

“Oh!” She gasps, offering her hand. “I’m Sarah. Rhys isn’t my uncle by blood. I was raised by my sister (Y/N) and her mate who are close with him.”

“Ah, I see,” He nods, a charming smile pulling at his lip, before offering his arm. “Well, you allow me the honor of showing you around?”

Sarah’s cheeks heated, nodding at the handsome male, looping her arm through his. “I would enjoy that.”

“That is how we met. After that we seemed to run into each other quite often. I didn’t think much of it,” Sarah tells the story, sadness and regret laced in every word. “He told me we should keep quiet about seeing one another since I was younger, but that on my birthday he would be willing to meet my family—meet all of you. A-and he convinced me to sneak out and meet him before the dinner. He kissed me for the first time, I’ve never been able to fully remember anything after that and he wouldn’t tell me either. Just that I woke up at his house days later.”

Everyone in the room was angry. Seething. Not at Sarah but at Jarek for taking advantage of her in her young innocence. Azriel’s shadows were a brewing storm around him as he listened to what his girl said.

“Did he—did he hurt you?” Azriel asks, a painful lump in his throat simply at the thought.

Sarah’s gaze drifted towards the stairs Mor at went up with her child before looking down. She didn’t have to say it for everyone to know what she meant with that look. He had forced himself on her and the result was pregnancy.

“It wasn’t the first time,” She whispers, “it happened a lot, usually his healer—who was also a prisoner—would make a tonic to rid the aftermath.”

Her voice broke, eyes welling with tears, Azriel was at her side in an instant, wrapping her in a strong embrace.

“With Elias,” She continued after they pulled away, “it was too late to take the tonic. I escaped two years ago but I had no clue where I was going. I didn’t even know where I was because he never allowed me outside. His men found me, brought me back. By the time I realized I was carrying a child it was too late.”

“Sweetheart,” Rhy’s breathed emphatically—trying to keep the thoughts of what had happened to himself under the mountain at bay. Knowing this sweet girl had gone through something similar hurt.

“I’m so sorry that happened to you,” Feyre speaks, reaching out to grab Sarah’s hand, glancing at her mate, feeling his emotions through their bond.

“Sarah, dear, when you got out, where were you?” Cassian asked, arms folded across his heaving chest.

“It was hard to tell, it was dark and we were in the mountains but I—I’m pretty sure it was the Autumn court,” She says, looking around when everyone remained silent and stone faced. “What is it?”

“It’s just that the Beron is still over the lands there. He isn’t exactly our biggest fan. We could have…trouble gaining access to his lands,” Rhys explains gently, watching the girls eyes water.

“This is all my fault.” Her voice crack into a sob. Azriel grab her face shaking his head.

“No. It is no one's fault but his. I promise you, we will get (Y/N), back,” He says standing. “We’ll get her back or I’ll destroy all of Prythian trying.”

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Azriel stands at the window of his destroyed bedroom in the house of winds. Arms crossed, jaw clenched, fists sore and snarling quietly to himself, shadows storming around him, whispering to him.

He doesn’t look back when the door opens but he knows who it is.

“Az,” It’s soft, of course she’d be the one to come check on him. “Are you okay?”

He nearly scoffs. If it was anyone other than Mor he may have. Is he okay? Was he supposed to be okay knowing his love, his mate, was stolen away and at the mercy of a man that probably wanted her dead?

“Sorry, dumb question,” she said, coming to a stop next to him.

Azriel glances at her but doesn’t say anything.

“We’re gonna get her back—”

“Yes, and what pain will she have suffered by the time she is back?” Azriel bites, bitterness and hatred lacing every word.

Mor sighs, leaning against the windowsill. “What happened in here?”

Azriel snarls to himself as he remembers what sent him into his rage that left the bedroom in absolute shambles. His fists clench, he wants to his something.

“I can’t feel her.”

“What-”

“(Y/N). I can’t feel our bond. Obviously it wasn’t broken but it’s not there either.”

“Oh, Az…”

It’s silent. They stand there together, the stars of the night sky twinkling in the vast darkness of the sky.

“We spoke a bit more with Sarah,” Mor starts, and Az tenses—anything she says could send him into another fit of rage. “We know there’s wards placed on the home that’s probably what’s blocking the bond.”

It’s not the right thing to say. Azriel hisses, tearing himself from the window, pacing back and forth not caring about the debris being crushed under his boots.

“Az-”

“I can’t do this. I need to go find her. I need to be out there and Rhys has ordered me to this room. To our room. And I-I can’t,” He bites, still pacing. “When she leaves it’s different. It’s her choice. I know I’ll see her again. But this? He could kill her. He could force himself on her just like he did with—fuck.”

“You need to get your shit together, Azriel,” Mor snaps, Azriel looks up at her shocked. Opens his mouth to snap back but she holds her hand up silencing him. “Rhys ordered you here because he knows you aren’t in your right mind right now. (Y/N) needs you. She needs you strong and out there doing your job to find any and all information to find her. She is waiting for you—for us and you’re sitting here having a melt down.”

Azriel stares at her. Mouth ajar eyes wide. Fuck. Fuck, he’s so stupid. How could he be so selfish? So self absorbed? His girl was out there, out there alone with his and he was brooding in his room.

“Are you ready?” Mor breathes, looking at expectantly, arms cross and brow raised.

“Yeah. Yeah I’m ready.”

#acotar #azriel #azriel fanfic #azriel x reader

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luvyeni · 1 year

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can you do a ot7 dream perv smut?

BACKSTAGE; OT7 NCT DREAM

pairings. perv!dreamies x fem!reader

wc. 1.9k

warnings. gangbang (off to a start already), blowjobs, unprotected sex, handjob,oral (f & m receiving), facial, degradation, haechan cums inside ,

what have i done😨 based on this ask

getting invited backstage by the dreamies turns into something straight out a porn

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you should've seen the signs of what they wanted , but you were to clouded with the fact that your favs actually invited you backstage to notice their sharp eyes that were all on you , like a predator to it's pray.

everything was cute at first , they gave you a drink asked you your name , signed your headband it — then jaemin got up and sat next to you on the couch, placing his hand on your plush thigh , making your face heat up. "look how shy she gets just from this." he teased.

"let's see how shy she can really get." was the last normal thing you could remember , before jaemin got on his knees , the others watching with low eyes.

"spread your legs for me pretty." he said , you were so confused at the sudden shift , not that you were complaining though. "h..huh?" you questioned. "she's a dumb one jae, you have to do it for her." haechan walked over , pushing your legs apart. "look how wet she is , you liked it when haechan talked to you like that?" jaemin toyed with your clit through your panties , you let out a whimper. "he asked you a question , are you not gonna answer?" renjun sat on the other chair , the tent in his pants evident.

"y..yes." chenle scoffed , "of course she does , i knew she was a slut." you tried rub your thighs together , but jaemins hand prevented that. "keep them open." he pulled your panties down your leg , the cold air hitting your clit making you moan. "p..please." you said. "p..please do something."

"look her begging." jaemin grabbed the back of your thighs , pulling you forward , his lips ghosting over your aching cunt , he gave your clit a kiss , before taking your heat into his mouth.

"oh my god!" your head fell against the back of the couch , his nose budging against your clit , as he pulled back , "fuck she tastes so sweet." he spat on your clit , before diving back in like a starved man , The lewd noises coming from you had all of them even harder than before , palming their cocks as they watched their bandmate messily eat your cunt.

"fu..fuck i can't take it." mark he said , he was the first one to even spot you , the way you looked up at him while he was a stage , he could only imagine what you looked like looking up at him with his cock in his mouth , you felt the couch dip in , you opened your eyes , and mark was standing over you, unzipping his pants , his cock hard as he pulled it out. "gonna be a good girl and suck me off okay?" you nodded , he hissed grabbing the base of his cock guiding it into your mouth.

"fu..fuck your mouth is heaven." he made a make shift ponytail , using your mouth basically. jaemin didn't stop at his assault on your cunt , the pleasure building up in your abdomen , you clenched around his tounge. "you gonna cum?" jaemin pulled away, rubbing figure 8s on your clit, you moaned around marks cock , making him groan. "go a head cum." jaemin slapped your cunt a few times , your legs shook as you came.

"good girl." jaemin smiled at you , kissing your clit one more time before standing up , his cock straining in his pants , he didn't take it out though , instead he was replaced with renjun who was already unbuckling his pants.

"been thinking about fucking you in the skirt , since i saw you in the crowd." his cock slapped against his stomach , he grabbed it , jerking off as he propositioned himself at your waiting hole. "got all pretty for what?" he pushed himself in. "to be fucked like a slut." he began to roughly fuck into you. "sh..shit , she's so fucking tight." he groaned.

your moaning made marks orgasm creep up on him. "o..oh fuck im cumming , take it down your throat yeah?" you nodded , and immediately you felt his cum hit the back of your throat. "fu..fuck he thrusted two more times into your mouth before pulling out, you let out a cough , spit and his cum in your mouth , he wiped it from your lip. "open." he pushed it back into your mouth.

"sh..shit , such a nasty slut." renjun slapped your thighs , making you yelp. "re..rejun shit." you squealed , as he grabbed your boobs through your shirt. "fucking cunt keeps tightening around me , im not gonna last." he groaned , his head thrown back as he his hips snapped against yours. your mind was so overwhelmed , you hadn't even noticed jeno taking marks places.his hand coming up your shirt , pushing your shirt up , your boobs jiggling from renjuns thrust , making jeno groan as he jerked his cock off to your tits.

"been eyes this since the concert , you flaunting them around like a whore , gonna let me cum all over them." you nodded unable to talk, he didn't like that , grabbing your jaw. "answer me when im talking to you." he growled. "jeno gotta give her moment , look how renjun is fucking her , she's probably fucked dumb." chenle's words made you moan , clenching around renjun , his hips stuttered.

"sh..shit i..im cumming." renjun pulled out , tugging at his cock , until cum spurted from his cock. "ngh!" he painted your stoamch and cunt with his cum. "so fucking messy." he took his finger, wiping some of the cum off your pussy, pushing it into you. "renjun sh..shit." you mewled , as he fingered you, your second orgasm approaching. "im.. im cumming." you screamed. "cum like a good slut." he hit one spot , that made you see stars , as you came around his fingers. "open your mouth." he tapped on your lip, pushing his fingers into your mouth , tasting yours and his cum.

"sh..shit." jeno took your hand , guiding it to his cock. "come on , jerk me off." you move your hand , up and down , twisting and running your thumb around the slit. "just -fuck- just like that." he groaned , as haechan slotted himself right in between your legs , toying with your sensitive clit , making you gasp , legs twitching.

"she's so sensitive." he smirked , unbuckling his pants. "gonna fuck this pussy , want you to scream my name." he fished his cock out , rubbing it up and down your folds. "p..please." you begged , "please put it in." you panted , he slammed into you , both of you moaning in unison. "so sloppy -sh..shit- just slid right in." his thrust were rougher than renjuns.

"fu..fuck , so wet , i bet you think about this all the time , fucking your fingers to the thought of being fucked by your faves." he said in between thrust , you were so fucked out , it was hard to keep up with what he was saying , while he was fucking into you and you were trying to get jeno off. "answer me slut." he slapped your clit. "fu..fuck yes!" you yelped, he hummed at your answer. "good slut , keep screaming for me like that"

"h..haechan, oh my god!" your orgasm hitting you without warning , even more intense then before , "fu..fuck she squirted." he picked up his pace , "shit , im gonna cum , gonna let me breed you , be a good cumrag." you nodded , "fu..fuck yes!" he groaned thrusting into you before painting your insides white. "take it slut." he rode his high, before pulling his cock out , watching it leak out of you. "messy whore , keep it inside." he pushed it back into you. "good girl." he tapped your clit , you squeezed the base of jeno's cock.

"oh , fu..fuck." jeno thrusted into your hand , pushing it away before he grabbed ahold of his cock himself , tugging at it. "s..shit." he pushed your tits together , as he came onto them. "look at you covered in cum." he slapped your boobs , pinching your nipples. "fu..fuck." you whimpered , sensitive to any touch at this point.

jisung who'd been silently observing you , how your eyes would roll to the back of your head when you came , or the lazy smile you wore on your face as each person took their turns with your body , that turned him on the most , finally slotting his way in between your legs.

"fuck , you're twitching, i haven't even touched you yet." his longer fingers tapping your clit , teasingly. "you think you could take another orgasm?" he said , you nodded. "p..please i want it." you moaned , reaching down grabbing at his cock. "p..please." he groaned. "f..fuck." he unbuckled his pants, pushing them down to his ankles , cock hard and red as you took him back into your hands , guiding him to your abused cunt. "f..fuck." he pushed all the way in. "jisung!" you screamed as he fucked you like he'd been waiting forever , your body was basically limp as his thighs slapped into yours.

"look at the slut , can barely move, covered in cum and sweat , and still wants more." chenle said , his cock was already out. "don't worry about moving , im gonna fuck your face, open your mouth." he made a make shift ponytail , pushing his cock into your mouth , giving you a second to breath , before he pushed your head all the way down. "fu..fuck." he thrusted into your mouth , the noises coming from you were nothing sort of pornographic.

"come on pretty , you still have to pay me back." jaemin reappeared , guiding your hand to his cock , much like jeno , you lazily stroked him. "sh..shit." he sighed. "damn she looks so used." haechan teased. "maybe we should take her with us , use her as our personal cumrag." you clenched around jisung , making him moan. "fu..fuck h..hyung she clenched around me when you said that."

"i bet you would like that, fucking whore shit." chenle growled. "using you whenever we want to get off." he assault on your throat not letting up , meanwhile you felt your 4th orgasm coming up up fast. "fuck she's gonna cum soon, i can feel it." jisung fastened his pace , his own orgasm approaching. "oh fuck, go a head and cum i want to see you squirt again." he rubbed figure 8s on your clit , you shook as you came , making a mess. "fuck, im cumming!" he pulled out , pumping his cock twice before he came onto your stomach.

"sh..shit." he looked at your body , a mental image he would have in his head forever. "sh..shit , pretty look at you all spent , can barely keep your eyes open." jaemin pushed the hair out of your face. "im, gonna cum -shit-" he thrusted into your hand , cumming all over your hand. "fuckkk that's it." he smiled down at you , "good girl , chenle be gentle with her , she looks so tired." the boy rolled his eyes. "shit- she can take it right." he looked down at your tear stained face.

"shit, we really did a number on you, you can take it right, just a bit more." he groaned as you moaned around him, the knot in his stomach about to snap. "ngh! " he pulled out of your mouth , cumming straight onto your face. "oh fu..fuck."

they watched your body , go limp , your body was spent , legs shaking , make-up long messed up , skirt on your waist , they all almost wanted to take a picture of you, but they did... well all but haechan. "shit , i have to get a picture of this , no way im forgetting something like this."

"shit with this sight , i really want to take her with us."

©️LUVYENI

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poppy-in-the-woods · 1 month

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Overcoming The Past

Plot: Reader was sexually assaulted as a teen, which resulted in her having a fear of oral sex. Now, years after the incident, she enlists her boyfriend Noah to help her overcome her fear, leaving the past behind once and for all.

Pairing: Noah x Female Reader

Word Count: 1276

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Tags: smut, oral sex (male receiving), mentions of sexual assault and related trauma, some angst and hurt/comfort at the end (does it still count if the hurt was years before the comfort?), overall Noah being the best boyfriend ever.

Author's note: So this is a reader insert, but let's be honest, that's me, that's what I went through, and I wish someday I'd find someone as understanding as Noah is in this, so I can try some exposure therapy with. In the meantime, I'll just keep on trying to heal.

Noah had known of your trauma pretty much since you two started dating, you even told him before you had sex for the first time. He had reacted predictably when you told him (“I want to kill that bastard!”), like other boyfriends before him, but in the moment of truth, he didn’t act like your previous boyfriends, he was much more understanding and caring. He also didn’t want to hear about not giving you oral.

“I am fine with you not giving me head, babe, but you’re not going to forbid me from doing one of the things I like the most when it comes to giving you pleasure,” he had said. You had tried to protest, but he was having none of it. “I don’t care about equality, I just want to make you feel good.”

But you knew he missed it, even if he didn’t say it, and you wanted to give it to him. It was time to overcome your stupid fear and worship his cock like he deserved. So, you talked to him about trying to do some exposure therapy with his assistance, and he agreed to your conditions: baby steps and no touching your head.

At first, you just kissed his tip and shaft with your lips closed, all while Noah praised and reassured you. This went on for several weeks until you felt comfortable with it. Next, you progressed to open mouth kisses and kitten licks. When you decided that you were ready for a somewhat proper blowjob, three months after the beginning of the experiment, you communicated it to him.

“You sure about this, babe?” Noah asked, looking at you. You nodded. “Okay, but we can stop whenever, if you feel you can’t do it anymore, just say it, there’s no need to put yourself in more stress and trauma.”

“I know,” you said. “That’s why I am going to ask you for something.”

“Sure, babe,” he replied enthusiastically. “What do you need?”

“Can I tie your hands? Either above your head or behind your back, so you can’t grab or move my head,” you asked. “It's not that I don’t trust you, but I’d be more relaxed if I knew you can’t do it, no matter what.”

“Yeah, sure,” he said.

If he expected you to use a scarf or something like that, he was very, very wrong. You had been thinking about that a lot and you were prepared; he swallowed when he saw the leather handcuffs you had bought.

“Is this okay?” you asked him, somewhat insecure.

“Yeah,” he said.

After undressing each other while making out, you handcuffed him to your headboard, making sure he was comfortable with a couple of pillows behind him to protect his back from the cold and hard metal.

“Are you comfy?” you asked. He nodded. “Okay.”

You took a deep breath, looking at his erection. He was very big, and his size intimidated you. How were you supposed to take all of him in?

“Babe, look at me,” he said. You lifted your gaze to meet his eyes. “You don’t have to deepthroat the first time, or ever, for that matter. Focus on the tip, like it’s a lollipop. Use your hand to stroke the rest and you’ll be fine, okay?”

You reminded yourself why you were doing this. Not only for him, but for yourself, to feel you finally left your trauma behind.

I’m stronger now, and he loves me, it’ll go fine, you thought.

“You’ll tell me when you’re close, right?” you asked, closing your hand around his shaft and stroking lightly.

“I won’t cum on your mouth or face, I promise. I’ll let you know when I’m close,” he assured you.

You darted your tongue out to lick the tip, feeling the velvety skin, salty because of the pre-cum. It didn’t taste bad, though. You swirled your tongue around the glans, making him moan, while pumping him with your hand.

“Oh yeah, babe, like that,” he praised you.

Encouraged by that, you put him in your mouth, still just the tip. You did as he had instructed, swirling and lapping at his skin like he was your favorite ice-cream. He moaned again, closing his eyes and throwing his head back in pleasure. His breathing was also beginning to race. A throaty groan escaped his parted lips. He looked fucking delicious like that.

“Fuck, babe, I’m close,” he said after a while, looking at you.

“Yeah?” you asked. He nodded. You stretched to grab the tissue box on the nightstand while still masturbating him. You swiped the pad of your thumb over, and he hissed. He was past the point of no return and you could tell. With your free hand, you prepared a tissue.

“Shit! Fuck!” he cried, coming undone. “God, babe, you’re seriously good at this,” he added, panting.

“I know you’re lying,” you said, getting up to free his hands.

“Lying? You just saw it, I came! How can I be lying?” he asked, rubbing his wrists in an effort to reactivate circulation.

“You came, alright, I got you to orgasm, but that doesn’t mean I am ‘seriously good’ at this, and you don’t have to lie to make me feel better, or whatever,” you said.

“You underestimate yourself, babe,” he said, cupping your head, caressing your cheek with his thumb. “Anyway, this isn’t about me, how are you feeling?”

“Well, the exposure therapy worked, I think. As long as I don’t feel your dick is blocking my airway, or you don’t touch my head, I can suck you off no problem,” you explained. “I feel it’s still a work in progress, though, so next time we should try with your hands free, see how I react.”

“You don’t have to do this for me, babe,” he promised you, kissing your cheek.

“I know. But I refuse to let that jerk has power over any aspect of my sex life anymore,” you replied, determined.

“You’re so strong!” he sighed, kissing your forehead. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you!”

“You’re the best boyfriend I’ve ever had,” you replied. “You’ve been so understanding and patient with me, with this issue. All of the others came to resent me and… they wanted everything, no middle ground possible, and I…”

You couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks. He hugged you.

“I’m sorry you had to deal with so many jerks, but I promise, you won’t ever have to,” he said, rubbing your back in a soothing way. “Can I do anything right now to make you feel better?” he asked.

“Can we cuddle for a bit?”

“Of course, babe!”

You lied next to each other under the covers, to keep from getting cold, but the truth was Noah’s body heat could have maintained you two warm enough already. You shifted, putting a leg over his, hugging him and resting your head on his chest; his steady heartbeat was very calming.

“So, you weren’t lying before?” you asked after a while, propping up on your elbow to look at him.

“I’ve might have had exaggerated my praises,” he admitted, stroking your hair. “But you got so much potential. I really liked it.”

“That sounds a lot more like the truth,” you replied, smiling, resting on his chest again.

“But you don’t need to become a pro,” he said, caressing your back with light fingers. “I’m happy with what we have, with whatever you can give me. You don’t have to become a porn star or whatever to satisfy me,” he assured you.

“I know, and I’m grateful for that,” you said. “I love you, Noah.”

“I love you too.”

#poppy writes #noah sebastian #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian fanfiction

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joviewinchester · 11 months

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Pairing: Randy Meeks x Reader, Implied Stu Macher x Reader

Category: Smut

Warnings: smut ⚠️, AU where Tatum is still alive

This is my first time writing anything like this. Please give constructive criticism if you feel there’s some tips you can give me. Just please don’t bully me. Haha.

“Fuck, I love you so much. You’re so pretty.” Randy mumbled into your skin.

“I love you too.” You managed to mumble. His mouth moved from your jaw to your neck.

He sucked bruises into your skin greedily and his hands slid over your chest. You let out a slight involuntary whimper at the feeling.

“Is it okay if I take this off, baby?” He asked, hands already snaking around to unclasp your bra.

“Yeah. Yeah.” You said in a daze. He threw it to the floor where your shirt and pants already laid.

“You’re such a dream, sweetheart.” He gave a longing kiss to your lips before kissing down your chest. His mouth latched on to one of your boobs while his hands massaged the other.

“Randy. Please, don’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, baby.”

He kissed you again, swallowing every whimper that came from your mouth. His hands travelled down to your underwear and moved them to the side. He slipped a finger in you, and your hips bucked into his hand.

“You’re so wet and needy for me baby. You like that?” Your hips slammed upward again, and you groaned so loud that you’re sure the dorms next door could hear.

“I need words baby.”

“I need you. I need you inside of me right now, please.”

“Yeah, okay. Are you sure?” That snapped you out of the daze again.

“Of course I am. Are you…are you not sure?”

“Yes! I mean no! You of all people know I have wanted this since freshman year of high school. I just wanted to make sure that you want this. I need to know that you’re ready and aren’t going to regret it tomorrow.”

You placed your hand on his face and looked into his eyes. “You’re joking right? I love you, Randy. More than I’ve ever loved anyone.”

“More than-“ Your eyes shifted as you cut him off.

“Yes. Yes! A million times more than him. I promise. You’re everything to me.”

He kissed you, hard, before slowly sliding into you. Your head fell back down on the pillow, eyes closed. His lips went back to their assault on your neck and he started moving painstakingly slow, but deep.

“Randy, please. Move faster.” He chuckled against your skin, but listened to your request.

“Oh fuck.” He felt you clenching around him.

“Cum for me, baby.” He muttered. Almost immediately after you reached your high, his followed.

He rolled off top of you to lie next to you. You rolled to your stomach to look at the clock. “Shit.” You muttered in annoyance.

“You’re late to hang out with Sid, aren’t you?”

“Yeah. I gotta go.” You forced yourself off of the couch and got changed as quickly as possible.

“I’m taking this.” You grabbed his discarded shirt from the ground and put it on.

“Come on! You can’t do that to me!” He whined.

“Sorry. Not sorry.” You pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

“I’ll see you tonight.” You walked out the door only to run into Tatum.

“Y/N? What are you…” She peered past you just in time to see Randy zipping up his pants.

“Holy shit. Holy shit! I fucking knew it! Sid said I was delusional but I fucking knew it! Randy, she’s way out of your league.” You nudged her arm.

“Trust me, I know. She’s out of everyone’s league.” He smiled. A blush covered your cheeks.

“I have to go meet Sid. I’ll see you guys later.” You rushed out the door to avoid further embarrassment.

#scream #randy meeks #randy meeks x reader #tatum riley #scream imagine #scream 2 #randy meeks smut

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therapycat21 · 4 months

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ARN One shot- The Grammys

Description: Y/n L/n gets the call she is being nominated for a Grammy. Will she win?

ARN Series Masterlist Regular Masterlist

I sit on the couch almost in tears waiting for Stacy to call me about the nominations. I can barely focus on anything even when Travis comes and sits beside me and holds my hand in his warm grasp. I jump as my phone starts to ring on the coffee table in front of me, I look at Travis frantic “Girl you better answer that phone!” he laughs before grabbing my phone and pushing it into my shaking hands. I press the accept button and put the phone on speaker. “Hey Stace” I greet her, my voice shaking a little “Hey, I can hear it in your voice, don’t worry, okay? I’m gonna look now and then I will tell you, alright?” she says, you can hear the nervousness in her voice as well.

“Okay, let’s do it.” I tried to say enthusiastically. I look over to Travis as we wait for her to log into everything and see him setting his phone up on record to capture this moment. I give him a small smile and he grabs my head into his hand and pulls my forehead towards his mouth “You got this! I know you do baby” he says before Stacy is back on the phone “Okay I am logged in, are you ready?” she asks “yep, let's do this”.

We sit in silence before Stacy gasps and you can hear her start to laugh and somewhat cry simultaneously. “Oh my god! You were nominated SEVEN TIMES!” She almost yells into the phone. I jump from the couch in joy “Ahh! Oh my god!! Are you serious?!” I ask as Travis is dancing around the room in joy and talking into the recording on his phone “SEVEN GRAMMYS BABY!! LET’S GO!” He fist bumps the air repeatedly before panning the camera towards me “You did it baby! I knew it!”.

“Oh god, thank you so much, Stace, seriously I couldn't have done it without you!” I tell her. We finish the phone call, still on a high from the news. I plop on the couch and rub my hands down my face “Ugh, I can’t believe this is happening” I tell Travis as he sits back on the couch next to me pulling my body towards him, and plastering my face in kisses and wringing my body from side-to-side in excitement “I did not doubt this baby” he says in my ear.

Grammys

Travis and I are seated at our table in the big award room talking and mingling with a few other celebrities as we are alerted the show is gonna be starting soon. Travis and I turn our attention to the opening monologue by comedian Tina Fey.

“Okay, so we have had a pretty crazy year, we went from assault at the Oscars to Y/n and Travis being married! Crazy right? ” The camera pans to me and I start to laugh while Travis is throwing his fist in the air twice. “Okay so we are now ready for the first award of the night,” Tina says while panning to the giant screen behind her and the Grammys narrator starts to speak and announce the singers nominated, including me “And now for the best album of the year, the winner is POSITIONS BY Y/N L/N!” Tina says before the camera pans once again to me, I cover my mouth before standing up with the help of Trav and throwing myself into his arms, he kisses the top of my head repeatedly and hugs me from side to side. Travis gently lets me go before ushering me to go toward the stage. I walk through the crowd and finally make my way to greet Tina as she hands me the award and congratulates me. I stand in front of the microphone, holding the awards, still slightly shaking.

“I can’t even fathom this happening, even just being nominated was special enough but to know I was capable of even being included in this category with the other amazing and talented women of this industry makes me thankful and I want to thank every single one of my fans for bringing me to where I am today, I want to thank my mom, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't have pursued this career or thought myself capable if it wasn't for you encouraging me every day, and also to Stacy, thank you for sticking by me through it all, and last but not least, I would like to thank my husband, Travis I never thought I would have found someone so loving and appreciative and caring in my life and I am forever grateful every day I get to live life with you. Thank you, everyone, soo much!!”

The crowd claps and hoots loudly as I finish my speech, I can still hear Travis as he is loudly exclaiming his appreciation and love for me in the crowd. I give the crowd and camera one more smile before walking to the side and leaving the stage.

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ladylooch · 9 months

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Omg dad Nico going with lucie to get a shot

🥺🫣😭

“I’m sorry.” Lexi whispers to Nico with a grimace.

She feels awful. She should be strong enough to go into that room with her daughter, but she dies every time Lucie cries from her shots. Her 2 month shots were awful. Her 4 month shots had Lexi crying the whole drive home. When she got there, Nico told her he would do the next round. At 6 months old, her next round is here and Lexi isn't sure Nico is prepared for the hell.

“I’ve got this, babe.” He assures his wife. “Give kisses.” He encourages his daughter to smooch her mom. Lucie is babbling happily in Nico’s arms as they bring her back. They grab her weight then measure her, noting her new growth in her charts.

“You’re growing so much now, huh Lucie!” The nurse practitioner exclaims.

“Yeah, we gotta stop feeding her.” Nico chuckles, pressing his nose into her dark hair. The baby smell of her assaults his senses.

“No! You're perfect!” She checks Lucie’s temperature, noting that as well. “Okay, the two shots today are going into her thighs. And she’s in the cutest dress so I think we can keep her clothes on. I’m going to go grab her vaccines and I’ll be right back.”

“Thank you.” Nico smiles, then stands to put Lucie up on the table. “Okay, baby. We are about to do something really awful. I’m gonna say it flat out. It’s going to suck. But that’s life, LuLu. And I’m going to be right here to make it all better when it’s over, okay?” Lucie looks curiously at her dad. He pushes her hair back from her forehead and she closes her eyes joyfully at his warm touch. Nico smiles down at his mini, wondering how he ever lived before her.

A knock sounds and Nico calls the nurse practitioner back in.

“Dad, how are we with shots and needles?” She asks, setting her station up.

“Good.” He nods confidently.

“Okay, good. I am going to have you stand beside her and hold her. Just keep her leg still and I’ll be quick.” Nico nods.

Lucie looks up expectantly at Nico as the nurse practitioner gets settled. Lucie has her nook crammed into her mouth and kicks out her little legs excitedly. Nico grabs her left one, holding it down as the first shot is administered. Lucie immediately starts to scream. Nico’s heart rips inside his chest and he coughs on a strangled groan.

“It’s okay, pumpkin.” He leans down, kissing Lucie’s cheeks and forehead. “I know, baby. You’re so brave. One more. Only one more. Then it will be over.”

“Okay dad, other leg.”

Nico’s hands suddenly shake as he reaches out for her other leg. Lucie wails in his ear, already turning red in frustration and pain. Nico pulls in a trembling breath, then the other shot is in and over. A total of 15 seconds that literally felt like someone shot him in the chest. His legs are wobbly. He swore he was stronger than this, but the distress in Lucie’s tone and her eyes and the betrayal he feels that he had to hold her down. What kind of psychological torture is this!?

“Are you okay?” The nurse asks Nico as she puts two purple bandaids on Lucie’s chunky thighs. He nods but can’t respond. “Good job Lucie… and dad.” She gives him a sympathetic smile. “Be sure to watch for any reactions- hives, fever, vomiting. She was okay with her previous shots, but always good to watch.”

“Thank you.” Nico’s voice is tight as he scoops Lucie back up into his chest.

“Have a great day!” She cheers as she leaves. Nico can’t help but scowl at the closing door. He rubs Lucie’s back over her tiny dress, tucking her into the crook of his neck.

“Mommy was right. That is awful.” He murmurs to his daughter, closing his eyes to calm himself down. As he does this, Lucie picks up on the change in him. She begins to settle and quiet, little wet cheeks softening from her previous ordeal. “My brave girl.” He murmurs through a kiss as he walks back into the waiting room. Lexi is anxiously biting at her nail, popping up when they meet her. “That was worse than you described it.” He huffs.

“I know!” Lexi cringes.

“We need to tag team that next time. I can’t do it alone again.”

“Okay. Honestly, it makes me feel better that you need support to.”

“I’ve never heard her make that kind of noise before. I thought my chest was going to cave in.” Lexi frowns, reach for Lucie’s back as she runs a hand along Nico’s hips to get a hug from him. The three of them share a connected moment before they head out to the car.

Nico puts Lucie in her car seat, adjusting her mirror before he gets in. His head immediately goes to the steering wheel.

“She’s going to hate me for the rest of her life. Why do they make the parents hold their kids down like that.”

“Well they only have so many hands, honey.” She defends. Lexi rakes her fingers through the side of his long hair. Her hand rests on his neck comfortingly. “She won’t remember.”

“But I will.” He responds. Lexi closes her eyes, sighing heavily in agreement.

#what my world spins around au #my writing #hockey writing #New Jersey devils #NHL blurb

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sunnyrealist · 5 months

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Chapter 17: You're Safe With Me

The Sun, the Moon, and All Our Stars

Summary and Details…

Artwork Credit: All of the artwork for this chapter was created by the incredibly talented @giselsann-opencommissions, who always impresses me! Check out her work if you're looking to commission some fanart! Chapter Background and Summary: Sebastian happened upon a perfect gift for Kate - Annamese (modern day: Vietnamese) cinnamon. He was outrageously excited and can't wait even one more day to give it to her. He decided that he was just going to surprise her and show up at her home with it that evening. Meanwhile, Kate is on a terrible arranged date. She's just about to take her leave when the man follows her home and aggressively forces her inside her cottage.

Pairing: Aged-up, post-Azkaban Sebastian Sallow x female OC (Kate Mayflower)

Trigger warnings: Heavy violence, attempted date rape/sexual assault

The full chapter is available below the cut; it can also be found on AO3 (link is posted below). Any kind of constructive feedback would be greatly appreciated. A comment, like, or Kudos would make my day!

Chapter 17: You're Safe With Me

Clyde throws Kate into her living room and slams the door shut, locking it.

She falls to the hardwood floor, grimacing as she lands hard and her dress tears once again at the hem. She knows she doesn’t have much time or opportunity to escape, so she scrambles to crawl away quickly, but he’s completely focused on her. He grabs her wrists, hard enough to bruise, pulling her into a standing position.

“Come on, it’s just us now,” Clyde leers with a sick grin. “I know what girls like you are really like. You play coy and innocent, but deep down, you want this.”

He grabs her face, pushing his lips against hers, as he backs her into the empty wall adjacent to the kitchen. Kate kicks him in the shin, which buys her a moment when he cries out in pain, but it’s not enough to get away from him.

“Oh, so you want it rough?” he asks in a sinister tone.

“No!” Kate shouts as loud as she can. “Stop! Stop it!”

Her wrists and back are against the wall; there is nowhere for her to go. Clyde continues to assault her mouth with his foul lips, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Kate grimaces, wrenching her face away and starting to tear up.

“Clyde! Stop! Stop it!” she cries.

He doesn’t stop. He kisses her again, lifting up her arms against the wall so he can hold her wrists with just one hand above her. He’s too strong.

“Please! Don’t do this! Please!” Kate yells.

Clyde kisses her again, then moves his free hand to her hip, gripping it tightly. Then, his hand slowly moves to her torso, where it settles over and gropes a breast. Kate raises her knee again to try to kick him in the balls, but her attempt is in vain.

“Fucking stand still,” Clyde commands her, and she struggles even more against him. “We can’t have any fun if your clothes are on.”

Clyde uses his foot to raise the hem of her tattered dress, then uses his free hand to lift it up further until he can see her undergarments. He slips his hand underneath the side of her panties and pulls them down until they fall on their own to the floor.

Once again, she calls out for help. Even though it’s clear that no one is near her cottage, she has to try.

Next, the sheer sleeves of her dress get pushed down, tearing instantly. Clyde then rips the pale gold and green, embroidered bodice down the middle. He lets her wrists go so that he can go a step further and destroy her corset. She screams non-stop as he cages her body in. She beats her fists against his chest, but he hardly reacts to the petite woman using her full physical strength to stop him. Kate tries to scratch him, but nothing seems to work at all.

“Just settle down and enjoy it,” Clyde orders through gritted teeth.

His hands settle over her breasts, with only her corset as the barrier. He dips his fingers underneath, gripping each side of the lingerie. He begins to tear it in half, but her corset was built to be durable, so it’s no easy task. He manages to rip it enough that one of her breasts falls out, exposed.

“No! No!!!” Kate shouts. “Stop it!!! Stop it!!!”

“Merlin, you really do have huge tits,” he marvels. “I thought they’d be a trick of the corset.”

Clyde’s lips close around her nipple. Kate is reduced to sobbing, her tears flowing freely. She attempts weakly to push him away and continues to scream at the top of her lungs. It’s all she can do.

When Sebastian apparates onto the path in front of Kate’s cottage, the sun is setting in the horizon. As he slowly walks to the gate, he silently wonders if surprising her is a good idea. Glancing at the glass container of cinnamon, now with a yellow ribbon tied around it like a proper gift, he resolves to continue on.

He opens the gate with a creak. Rather than letting it shut loudly behind him, he holds onto it and closes it softly until it clicks. He takes a deep breath and grins as he approaches Kate’s cottage via the gravel pathway.

All of a sudden, a strange noise startles Sebastian. His ears pick up one of the loudest, most gut-wrenching screams he has ever heard, coming straight from the cottage. It’s Kate. His eyes widen. He immediately takes out his wand and bolts for the front door. The container of cinnamon falls to the ground, the glass shattering upon impact.

Sebastian bangs on the door. “Kate?! Kate, is everything alright in there?!”

He continues to hear her crying out, this time yelling for help. He doesn’t wait for a reply; he tries the door handle - it’s locked. Through the stained glass window, he can make out two forms moving close to each other.

“KATE?!” Sebastian shouts, continuing to bang on the door. “What is going on?! Kate?!”

As he uses his wand to cast Alohomora, he can hear Kate screaming, “S-Sebastian?! Sebastian! Sebastian!!! Help me!”

He flings open the door so hard that it slams into the wall; several pieces of the stained glass break and fall to the floor. Without a second thought, he rushes into the room.

Sebastian has seen many terrible things in his life - horrific injuries, murder, torture, and more - but nothing shocks him more than the scene in front of him.

Kate is clearly being held captive against her will. Her face is stained with tears, her cheek decorated with a red handprint. Her dress and even her corset are tattered and torn, her breasts fully exposed. The strange man pinning her against the wall turns his head at the noise, looking confused and annoyed.

“Sebastian!!!” she chokes out, breathless. “Seb!”

Sebastian’s surprise quickly turns into fury. “INCARCEROUS!!!” he shouts, holding his wand towards the man, who clearly was not expecting any kind of intrusion. Even louder, his voice booms, “INCARCEROUS MAXIMA!”

The man is magically tied up so tight to the point that he cries out in pain. When ropes coil around his feet, binding them together, he loses his balance and falls over, landing hard on the floor. Sebastian sees the stranger try to grab his wands - he has two in his pocket. However, Sebastian quickly reacts, yelling, “Expelliarmus! Accio wands!!!”

The two wands fly into his hand. One is clearly Kate’s.

“Kate!!!” he screams, darting to her as her knees buckle. She sinks to the floor, bawling. “Kate, are you okay?!”

Sebastian pulls his cloak from his shoulders, using it to cover her top half. He is breathing heavily. Kate’s tears fall as she audibly sobs, practically wheezing.

Turning towards the predator, Sebastian raises his wand. “Who the hell are you?! What did you do to her?!” he demands.

The man looks at Sebastian in complete defiance. “She wanted it! She did. Little slut.”

“The fuck she did. I’ll be back for you soon,” Sebastian replies angrily.

Crouching down to Kate’s level, he looks into her watery eyes. He speaks quietly and calmly. “Kate, you’re safe now. I’m here. I’m going to take you to the bedroom. You’ll need to wait for me for a bit there. I’ll make sure he doesn’t get to you tonight or ever again.” He speaks louder, making sure the stranger hears. “This pervert needs to be taught a lesson.”

Sebastian scoops Kate up in his arms, carrying her bridal-style to the bedroom as she weeps. He kisses her wet cheek softly as he lays her down gently on her bed.

Kate speaks, almost inaudibly, her voice rough from screaming. “Parkinson. His name is Clyde Parkinson.”

He nods in response. “I’ll be back soon, my love,” he whispers. “You’re safe. He won’t touch you ever again. I promise.”

Sebastian walks backwards out of the room, closing the door quietly and casting a protective ward. Then, his face completely changes as he marches into the living room. His eyes fill with rage as he sees that somehow, the stranger has gotten back on his feet to a standing position, though he can’t do much more than that.

Veering into the kitchen, Sebastian picks up a chair from the table. Without any warning, he hits Clyde over the head with it, knocking him back down to the floor with a loud “crack.” The moment Clyde’s body slams on the floor, Sebastian sits on top of him, pinning him down, as Clyde struggles and protests under Sebastian’s adrenaline-fueled strength.

“Who are you? What will you do with me?!” Clyde fearfully asks.

“I’m with the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. That’s all you need to know,” Sebastian growls, rolling up his sleeves. “And tonight I’m going to teach you a lesson about respecting women.”

Clyde sneers. “I told you already! That little whore wanted it. She probably still does.” He laughs. “The harlot would probably take two cocks tonight if you want to use her, too. Come on, now - we can just enjoy ourselves and have a fun night, yeah?”

Sebastian’s eyes instantly fill with hatred and he spits towards Clyde. “You fucking arsehole. She’s the best person I know. How could you do that to her?!” He knows he won’t get an answer. “You have to be the most pathetic excuse for a man I have ever seen,” he continues in pure disgust. “You’re a threat to society.”

The wand in Sebastian’s hand begins to glow a deep red, crackling with energy. Clyde’s eyes grow wide upon seeing it pointed towards him, knowing exactly what that color and sound mean.

“Wait! Please! I have money. Do you want money? My family is rich. I can pay you enough to forget this ever happened!” Clyde offers, panicking. “Please!”

“Prepare for the worst pain you have ever felt,” Sebastian growls, completely ignoring his pleas.

Clyde reflexively shuts his eyes tightly, his face contorted with fear.

“Cru-” Sebastian begins, then suddenly stops himself.

Taking a deep breath, he reminds himself of what he had told Kate just a couple days prior - what he had promised her was true. It was that he doesn’t use any dark magic other than for his work as a double-agent. No matter the circumstance, Kate would never forgive him if he uses an unforgivable curse right here in her home.

But damn, he wants to use it more than he ever has before.

Sebastian frowns, his body trembling as he debates what to do. Then, he stops and lowers his wand.

Clyde opens an eye, wondering what is going on. Seeing that Sebastian had hesitated, he laughs. “Fucking coward.”

Not a single second after Clyde spoke, Sebastian’s fist collides with his nose, which immediately begins to bleed profusely. Sebastian looks at Clyde as though he wanted to kill him.

“Coward?” Sebastian spits out. “I’m many things, but a coward isn’t one of them. You may think you are lucky that I chose not to cast Crucio on you, but there are plenty of other things I will do to make you pay.”

With both hands balled into tight fists, Sebastian relentlessly lands blows, punch after punch to Clyde’s cheeks, nose, and chin until he is completely battered and covered in crimson, moaning in pain.

With bloody knuckles and his entire body shaking with adrenaline, Sebastian’s fist smashes into Clyde’s face one more time, and that is all it takes for him to pass out. Even then, Sebastian struggles to stop hitting him. His hands itch to do more. Considering his next potential moves, Sebastian easily levitates Clyde’s body, taking him outside into the dark of night. He walks a good ten or so minutes, stopping just a little ways into the Forbidden Forest, high atop a cliff.

Allowing Clyde’s body to roughly fall onto the stone, Sebastian uses his wand to cast Aguamenti, spraying water into the predator’s face. Clyde sputters and immediately whimpers in pain, barely able to open his newly blackened eyes.

“I want you to see this, you sick bastard. Look. Look at what I’m about to do,” Sebastian says angrily. “I’m not going to make your recovery or getting back to wherever you came from easy.”

Sebastian waves Clyde’s wand in front of his face. Then, he holds onto both ends and breaks the wand in half over his knee. Clyde seems to cry out, but Sebastian can’t be sure because Clyde can’t seem to make intelligible sounds or words. He throws one half of the wandover the cliff on the eastern side and the other on the northern side.

“Good luck recovering that,” Sebastian mutters, then sighs as Clyde falls unconscious once again.

Repeating his cast of Aguamenti, Clyde wakes up once more. Sebastian grabs him by the hair as he groans in pain. “So, are you going to tell anyone about what happened here tonight?”

Clyde shakes his head, blubbering. He’s terrified of Sebastian.

“It would be quite embarrassing to tell anyone that you got the shit kicked out of you because you tried to rape an innocent woman,” Sebastian informs him, then turns more menacing. “I think… I think you went out drinking, and someone beat you up while you were pissed. Isn’t that right?”

Clyde nods frantically, frightened.

“So, are you going to come around Kate Mayflower again?” Sebastian demanded.

“No,” Clyde manages to say somehow.

“Are you going to do this to other women? Tell me now,” Sebastian commands.

Clyde shakes his head, his broken lips quivering. “No!”

Sebastian narrows his eyes, tightening his grip on Clyde’s hair, pointing his wand in his face. “That’s not very convincing. You can do better than that. Let’s try again. Clyde Parkinson, are you ever going to do that to a woman again?”

“No!” Clyde musters, crying out in pain. “I swear I won’t! Please! Don’t hurt me any more!”

“Good,” Sebastian replies. “Now, one more thing.” He pauses. “I am going to make it quite difficult for you to perform again.”

Without any further warning, Sebastian stomps his foot on Clyde’s groin with all of his weight put into it; then, he kicks him right in the balls. He observes, satisfied and smiling, as Clyde screams and writhes in pain. He rolls around, moaning.

“You’ll be lucky if that thing ever works again after this,” Sebastian murmured. Once more for good measure, he kicks Clyde in the groin.

Finally, Sebastian crouches down to Clyde’s level. He whispers to the sobbing man with a threatening tone, “If I ever find out that you even look at a woman with ill intent after this, I will come for you again. I promise you that.”

He didn’t feel guilty at all as he took a few steps backward. Watching Clyde for a moment with no emotion on his face, Sebastian finally left via apparition, landing in front of Kate’s cottage once more. The scent of cinnamon hung in the air.

It is so tempting to go straight to Kate’s bedroom.

Wisely, though, Sebastian steps into the bathroom to survey his appearance first. He didn’t want to scare Kate, and he certainly would have if he didn’t clean up first.

He stares at his disheveled appearance in the mirror. Sebastian’s hair is a mess, loose strands falling into his sweaty forehead. Clyde’s blood is splattered across Sebastian’s face and clothing. As he runs the water to wash his face, his hands begin to sting sharply. He hisses at the pain, gritting his teeth to bear it. Now that the adrenaline is wearing off, he finally realizes that his knuckles are bleeding, broken, and bruised. He cleans himself up as much as he possibly can.

When he has composed himself, taking some deep, calming breaths, Sebastian stands in front of Kate’s bedroom door and gently knocks to give her some notice. She doesn’t need any more surprises tonight. He turns the handle and enters slowly.

Kate is still whimpering softly, laying on her bed. Her face is stained with tears, her hair an absolute mess. Sebastian’s cloak still covers her. It is as though she hasn’t moved at all since he left her there. It breaks Sebastian’s heart to see her weeping.

“Kate…” he begins, speaking quietly and kneeling next to the bed. “Don’t worry… Clyde will never come near you again. I promise.”

Sebastian stands up and drags a chair next to the bed so he could be close to her. He soothingly strokes her long, blonde hair. “It’s alright now, Kate. I’m here. You’re safe. I promise you’re safe, sweetheart. I’ll protect you.”

Kate looks at him through watery eyes. “S-Sebastian… t-thank you…” A tear escapes an eye, trickling down her cheek. “If you hadn’t shown up… he would have… he would have…” she trails off, her voice raspy. “I- I don’t know how to thank you…”

“Shhh,” he whispers, brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face. “There’s no need to thank me, sunshine. I’m just so glad that I was here and that you are okay.” He caresses her cheek tenderly. His voice sounding sweet, he takes her hand and murmurs reassuringly, “You know that I will never let anything happen to you ever again, right? I love you. I love you, Kate. I will protect you from harm. You’re safe with me, my love.”

Kate nods, then glances down at Sebastian’s hand holding hers. Noticing his wounded knuckles, her mind reels with the idea that he must have attacked Clyde after coming to her rescue. She lifts his hand, kissing all of his knuckles one by one.

“I’m sorry that this happened to you, too,” Kate whispers. “I’m so sorry, Sebastian.”

Sebastian is taken aback by her gesture. Then, she takes his other hand, gently pressing her lips to each knuckle, one at a time. He is speechless for several moments, looking surprised.

“You know, you are the only one who has ever done that for me…” he whispers, blushing. Then, he looks away for a moment as he tears up, the entire weight of the evening crashing down upon him. It’s his duty to stay strong, but it’s tough - impossible, really - to remain stoic when the woman he loves so desperately has been harmed. He kisses her hand in return, a tear falling from his eye.

Kate’s eyes are still wet, too. “Please…” she hesitates for a moment. “Please let me be the only one to ever do that for you,” she whispers back. “I… I’m so thankful for you, Sebastian. So thankful.”

Sebastian stares at her in disbelief and wonder. What exactly is she saying? Does she mean what he thinks she means?

“I would do anything for you, Kate,” Sebastian murmurs gently, blushing harder still. He decides to be completely open about how he feels. “You… you are my other half. We are meant to be together. I love you, Kate. I love you. I love you more than you could possibly imagine, sweetheart.”

Kate gazes into his eyes, her expression one of adoration. She says nothing but kisses his hand again, her lips lingering.

A few minutes later, she tries to fight back more tears when she requests a favor. “Sebastian… I’m so sorry to ask, but… can you help me get out of these clothes and into a nightgown? I’m so sorry. I just… I have to get out of these clothes. They’re ruined. I don’t know if I can even stand on my own right now…” It’s clear that she doesn’t mean anything suggestive by asking.

“Of course. Of course, Kate,” he replies quickly. “Where do you keep your pyjamas?”

She points him in the right direction, and he goes to a cabinet, opens a drawer, and pulls out a soft, white, long nightgown decorated with a pink bow and some ruffles.

Sebastian gently lifts his cloak off of her body. The state of Kate’s clothing clearly reveals what Clyde had done to her. What must have been a beautiful, silken evening gown was now tattered and damaged beyond repair. Kate holds her arms over her exposed chest, her cheeks burning red.

Eventually, Sebastian helps her to stand up. Her legs are like jelly. Her entire body shakes. Sebastian lowers her ripped sleeves and the bodice of her dress. He works quickly to untie the bow at the back of her dress and then removes it entirely. He sits her back down on the bed, then removes her stockings and shoes. He is surprised but doesn’t say a word as he notices her panties are missing. When he pulls her up to stand again, Kate is left in nothing but her destroyed corset. With gentle touches only, Sebastian loosens the strings of the restrictive contraption until it is comfortable enough to take off. She raises her arms so he can pull it up and away from her.

Kate looks away, embarrassed, as Sebastian can clearly see her entire body on display, but he does nothing but treat her with care and concern. He suddenly notices, as he raises the corset over her hands, that her wrists are bruised badly, marked by the outlines of Clyde’s hands in a vice grip. The marks are an angry red, starting to turn purple.

“Oh, Kate…” Sebastian murmurs, carefully kissing her wrists as she watches him intently. “I hate that this happened to you…”

He gestures for her to raise her arms again; he slips the nightgown over her body. Pulling the covers back, he tucks her into bed, making sure she is completely comfortable. He takes off his vest and tie so that he himself can be a little more comfortable, now wearing just his collared shirt, suspenders, and trousers. When he sits back down in the chair and releases a couple of the top buttons to loosen his collar, Kate frowns.

“Sebastian… no. Please, I need you. Please… I want you to hold me,” she asks softly, with desperation in her voice.

Sebastian doesn’t need to be asked more than once. He immediately climbs into the bed next to Kate, holding her tightly.

“I’m here, Kate. It’s alright. You are safe,” he whispers, his tone comforting and reassuring. “I’m here. I’m here for you.”

Kate breathes slowly and deeply, relishing in his soothing touch as he caresses her arm. “Please don’t leave me. Please… please don’t leave me, Sebastian.”

Sebastian looks at Kate, his eyes filled with both sadness and love. He repositions them, laying her head on his chest, his arm holding her tight. “I’m not letting you go. I’m not leaving you here. Not tonight, nor any other night,” he whispered. “Don’t worry, my love. I’m here to stay.”

Kate’s eyes search Sebastian’s after he kisses her forehead. She snuggles into his strong arms. He throws the covers over both of them. He holds her close, reassuring her over and over that everything will be okay, that he will take care of her.

Sebastian’s heartbeat is soothing. Its slow and steady tempo comforts Kate.

“Go to sleep, Kate. I will be here to keep you safe,” he softly told her. “I love you. Good night, sunshine.”

When she gives in to her exhaustion, she moves to rest her arm over Sebastian’s chest. Her leg settles over his in an attempt to be as close to him as possible. Her body craves his warmth and comfort and protection, even unconsciously.

Sebastian looks down at the petite girl curled around him. Her flowing hair is all spread out behind her, over his arm and on the bed. His heart feels as though it might explode as he listens to her steady breathing. Despite how awful - how truly awful - the evening had been, he’s finally here with Kate, spending the night caring for her. It does not matter how badly his hands and body ache - Sebastian feels as though he is in paradise now, the woman he loves clinging to him peacefully.

“You and me, Kate. We will make it. We will be together forever. I know it,” he murmurs, understanding that she is fast asleep but needing to say it out loud just the same.

Sebastian kisses Kate’s forehead once more. He would give anything to live in this moment forever - he doesn’t want to sleep at all. Not daring to move a muscle, he stays awake as long as he can - long enough to hear Kate begin to snore softly. That night, he closes his eyes with a smile.

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