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megumi being out on an overnight mission so he sends yuuji or gojo to look after bunny!reader in heat.. 😞☝️
o-o-o-oh wow
18+ megumi's bunny~
explicit sex, f!reader bunny hybrid, 21+ y/o characters !
wc 1.6k oops pt. two
hybrid fics
Another curse down. He wipes the sweat from his forehead- it's getting fucking hot out here, especially since he keeps receiving voice notes and pictures from his gorgeous bunny who's back at home.
"Love you, Megumi. Can't wait to see you. Please hurry."
You sound so sad and cute, and he can just tell from the pictures that you're getting all hot and bothered, with the cutest pink flush on your cheeks. He feels like a terrible owner, leaving his perfect bunny in heat, all by herself.
He usually manages to wiggle out of missions during this time, but tonight it just couldn't be helped. He did make sure to give you extra attention last night and this morning, but he knows you need more.
If you had it your way, he'd be deep in your tight bunny pussy all day. You even beg for him to stay inside you during the night.
But right now he can only afford quick replies to your messages when he gets a break from the relentless enemies he's dealing with. They're an easy task for him, but still tiring.
"Baby- just wait a little longer-" his breathing is heavy in the message you just listened to. You feel bad pestering him, but now you can hear his voice it just makes you miss him even more.
"I'll be back by the morning- please hold on."
After finding higher ground to take a breather, he opens his phone to see you video calling him. He has to answer. Any second he can spare you, he gives you.
"Baby, hey," he gives you a soft smile, seeing you lying on the bed, all comfy and cosy.
"Megumi!!" Your face lights up, seeing him mid-action, all sweaty with his hair messier than usual.
"Miss you, bunny," he pays attention to you, but his eyes are still scanning around, making sure everything is safe and under control.
"Megumi... I miss you so much." You make an unbearably sad face. "Feel so lonely."
Oh how his heart sinks, hearing those words. That's the last thing he wants his bunny to feel.
He thinks, seeing the curses start to pile up again.
"Baby, it's ok. Just- just hold tight, let me fix this, ok?"
He brings up his contact list, making a quick decision to call somebody to check up on you.
He hovers over the image of his white haired senior. The one useful thing about that blindfolded idiot is that he can be anywhere, anytime. He'd be there in a flash, but can he trust him with his bunny? He knows what Gojo can be like with sweet girls like you.
He keeps scrolling, finding his best friend's name. One look at that warm smile in his icon and he's tapping the call button.
"Yuji, hi, yeah, I need to ask a favour..." he fills him in quickly.
"Just visit her?"
"Yeah, please, go to our apartment. She just needs some company, ok?"
"Sure!"
"Oh and Yuji, she's... in heat, so she might be a little, uh, you know-"
His heart skips a beat.
"Y-you really want me... to go to her, when she's feeling like that?"
There's a pause on the other end, followed by a very definite, "Yes."
"A-and if she, if she needs-"
"Yuji, I trust you. If you feel comfortable, do whatever she asks. I just want her to be happy, ok?"
"Okay."
Yuji is almost trembling with excitement. The last time he saw you in heat you could barely keep your hands to yourself, and you were so affectionate and snuggly it made Yuji's heart melt, thinking how much he'd love to have a cute bunny girl like you, and how his friend is so lucky.
So he darts to your apartment and taps on the door.
"Yuuuujiii!!!"
"Aww, hey!!!" He greets you, returning your excitement ten fold, squeezing you in a tight hug and lifting you up off your feet.
You had no idea this is what Megumi meant. You're so overjoyed, in his best friends arms, with his face pressing into your neck. You feel so happy and relaxed now he's here.
"It's okay, bunny, Megumi sent me to keep you company."
You feel his cute nose nuzzle into your neck and oh he feels so warm.
"Thanks so much, Yuji.." he sets you down but you just keep holding on to his big hands, "was so lonely."
"I'm here now, don't worry!!" He gives you a big smile and ushers you into the warmth of your living room to get all cosy again. You get some food and curl up on the sofa together, feeling content with your head resting on his lap. His fingers stroke gently behind your ears and over your neck, making your nose twitch happily.
"So cute." Yuji murmurs, watching you start to doze off in his arms. Overcome with the warm feeling of your body, he's soon to follow.
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But when he wakes, you're looking a little... different. You're sitting on his lap now, facing him, with such a hazy look in your eyes. It could just be sleepiness, but Yuji cottons on pretty quickly that that isn't the case.
Your snuggling soon turns into grinding, which gets his blood pumping embarrassingly quickly. You get startled, feeling him pressing into you so firmly.
"Bunny..." he's getting hot now, feeling your body squirming over him.
"Bunny, wait- slow down," he coos and strokes your back.
But it's already too late. The feeling of his erection between your legs is igniting that heat deep in your core. You feel a little embarrassed and shy, but you can't stop humping him.
"C-can't-" you sniffle, needing to feel relief so badly it almost hurts.
"Oh, oh bunny, it's okay, shh." He pats your head lovingly and squeezes your body to his.
"Megumi told me... you're in heat. Is that right?"
You feel a blush covering your cheeks as you nod, but you still can't control the way your hips are moving.
"He said... it's okay if I help you. Would you like that?"
Your whole body heats up, hearing his warm words in your ear.
"Yuuu... Yuuuji-" if bunnies could purr, he's pretty sure this is what they'd sound like.
"Do you want me to, bunny?"
When you get aroused like this, you're not very good with your words anymore.
So you get up off his lap and turn around, presenting yourself to him. Your little bunny instincts take over and that's all you know how to do.
And Yuji is nearly lost for words, too, seeing your cute tail and the wet patch on your panties where your skirt is hiked up.
"Y-you want me.. in there?"
You nod gingerly and he tugs at your tail, ever so gently, pulling you back and pressing his thumb over your ass.
"You wanna come sit on my cock?" He offers, tugging your panties aside with a moan, seeing how you drip for him.
"On here, sweetie" he pulls his erection out, lining himself up and stretching you open.
You feel the spread of his tip; it's so fat and wide he could satisfy you with that alone.
But he pulls you down with a groan, "Bunnnyy... oh you're a tight girl, aren't you?"
You cry and whimper, the deep ache finally being satiated, slowly, lovingly. And although Yuji isn't your owner, your body starts to relax as he makes you feel perfectly comfortable on his cock.
"That's it, baby bunny- don't be shy, please," he coos and pulls your body closer, pressing kisses to the back of your neck in his embrace.
He fucks away your embarrassment of being in such incredible need, with that fiery heat inside you. But it starts melting away, dripping down his cock until you feel him start to pulse and throb inside you.
"Let- let me cum on your ass, please- or, fuck, your thighs- anywhere- need to pull out- bunny"
"No! No, Yuji! You can't!! Please!" You squeak.
"T-tell me where you want it- 'm fucking close, please, bunny-"
"Need it inside." You whimper, turning to him to see that gorgeous, pleasured look on his face as he gets his first orgasm.
You go to stand up to let him rest, but his hands grab onto your waist and he keeps you seated on his length.
"You wanna go again?"
He feels you clenching on him already with that surprised look on your face.
"Haha, oh bunny, I can fuck you all night, till your owner gets home. Is that okay?"
He knows that bunny girls have certain... natural instincts; they need to be filled, not only with a nice fat dick, but also lots of cum. He just wants to make you happy.
You almost start crying from pure joy- it's so overwhelming that someone is able to take care of you so perfectly right now.
So you let him take you all night, pressing you into the floor, letting him kiss your pretty lips, then pulling your legs up and pushing your knees right to the carpet. Then finally he takes you to bed and spoon fucks you till you get sleepy. He watches your pretty eyelashes flutter closed and he's finally satisfied that he's done his job. He would never let Megumi down.
And as the thought of him crosses his mind, he hears the front door crack open and footsteps entering the apartment. It's not quite dawn yet, but he's back, and he steps into the bedroom to find Yuji under the covers with his pretty bunny.
"She- ah, finally fell asleep," Yuji whispers.
"With you still inside?"
Yuji bites his lip, nodding almost shamefully.
"Thanks, Yuji."
Megumi is just so relieved. His baby bunny is happy and full of cock, just like she needs to be. And when you wake up you'll have both of them, and they can help you through your heat together.
yuji | megumi | m.list | pt.two
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I seen this gif of Bucky and immediately thought of him taking a nap on the couch with yours and his newborn daughter sleeping peacefully on his chest and Alpine sleeping on the arm of the couch next to his head and you come home from the grocery store to see the cuteness overload on the couch and can’t help but take a picture of your two favorite people🥹🩵
Take A Pic, It'll Last Longer
PAIRINGS: James "Bucky" Barnes x Wife!Reader
WARNINGS: extreme fluff
WORD COUNT: 753
Sighing hard, you drop the heavy plastic bags at the door. You, being you, were too stubborn to make two rounds to just get groceries. Yes, the apartment has an elevator, but you were that girl.
You toe off your shoes and hang your purse on one of the multiple hooks beside the front door. And you pause, realising one major thing.
It is quiet, extremely quiet.
"Honey?" you whisper into the front hall, waiting for a reply. But to your surprise, there isn't any response.
You walk slowly, your body on high alert, as you turn the hall and look at the sight before you.
Your whole body relaxes instantly at the scene draped across your grey couch.
Your husband lays across the three-seater, with his metal arm secured around your four-month-old daughter on his chest. You pout, and your heart warms even further when you see Alpine sleeping in the crook of his neck. Her head's on the armrest and her tail hanging over the edge of the couch.
"Aww," you whisper. You quickly pulled out your phone and snapped a very cosy aesthetic picture of the scene in front of you.
Bucky's super-hearing hears the shutter of the camera and stirs awake. His arm is secured around his little girl as he manoeuvres Alpine easily.
"Doll?" His voice rough with sleep, "you finished quickly." He places the cat gently on the couch and walks over to you, giving you a loving kiss on your lips.
"Not many things to get," you smile up at him. Your baby stirs awake to both your voices and begins to whimper at the disturbance. Bucky bounces her on his arm, and her cries are quickly soothed.
"Hand her over, I need to feed her," you say tiredly, already dreading the task of putting the groceries away. You pluck the baby from his hands and Bucky rubs your shoulders, "alright. Then I'll put the groceries away, love." It's like he read your mind.
You groan and thank him.
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You wake up to the sound of your alarm and harshly tap at your phone to hit snooze. Bucky wraps an arm around your middle and pulls you to his chest.
"Why do you have to put that thing to go off so early babe?" he groans into your hair. You chuckle and rub his arm, "because any second now, your daughter is going to get hungry and start crying."
And as if on cue, you hear the tiny wails of your little girl from down the hall. He chuckles and kisses the nape of your neck, "don't know how you do it."
You laugh and slide off the bed, "oh, and my other alarm is also set, so just switch it off when it goes off, yeah?"
Bucky nods with his eyes closed, not wanting to get up.
The alarm you told him about goes off about fifteen minutes later.
Bucky groans while he reaches for your phone on the nightstand, and he switches the alarm off.
He was about to turn your phone off and put it away, but that's before he realizes that you changed your wallpaper.
It used to be a picture of you two on your wedding day, but now it's a picture of him, your daughter and Alpine sleeping on the couch.
His heart warms, and he silently thanks his lucky stars for finding a woman like you after all this time. After everything reality has put him through, he's thankful that the universe has given you to him as a sorry for all the harsh moments they’ve dumped on him.
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You quickly shoulder your satchel and check the battery of your phone, before pulling on your heels and grabbing your car keys.
"Bucky, babe, I'm leaving for work!" You exclaim, at your husband who is currently changing your baby girl's diaper.
He walks out of the nursery with your daughter in his arms, and he gives you kiss on your lips, "have a good day sweetie, someone's gonna miss you."
Your little girl shrieks and giggles at you as you kiss her chubby cheek, "gonna miss you too, lovebug."
Bucky opens the door for you and you two have your last 'goodbye' kiss
"Oh and one more thing," Bucky says into the hallway of the apartment. You look back confused, "what is it?"
Did you forget something? Was something missing? What was it?
"Don't forget to send me that photo, your wallpaper," he winks at you and closes the door.
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What a beautiful ask, I really enjoyed writing this!!!!
Sorry for the late reply, was caught up on some uni work lmao.
Hope y'all enjoyed it!!!
Till' then
Stay Coquette-y,
Anya 🫶🏽🕊️🎀
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Pleased To Meet You.
Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader
Words 1288
Warnings Literally nothing! This is super soft and fluffy.
Thank you to the Anon who sent this in! It's super cute and fluffy and just what I needed for a break from all of the smut! But don't worry, the smut will be back soon enough! "would you write a fic where kelce introduces reader to his parents & family 👀👀"
"I'm so nervous." You whimpered, shaking your hands in front of you in an attempt to dry your moist palms.
Travis rested his arms around your shoulders, pulling you in closer, "Baby, it's just coffee. Relax."
"It's coffee with your Mom! I know how important your family is to you, I just want her to like me."
"And they will." He pressed a warming kiss into your temple.
Your eyebrows clenched together, "Wait, what do you mean by 'they'?"
Travis took hold of your hand and walked a little faster, heading towards the coffee shop door, "Nothing, come on. Mom'll be here in a minute."
The heated air of the coffee shop washed over you and your hands instantly clammed up again. You wiped your palms against your sweater, silently scolding yourself for wearing something so warm. Looking around, you took a deep breath to try and calm yourself. The room was bright and welcoming, with soft leather sofas scattered around and old and black and white movie stills adorning the walls.
"What do you want, sweetie?" Travis asked over his shoulder to you.
"A vanilla latte...and an espresso."
He narrowed his eyes.
"What? I need the energy!" You shrugged.
Travis beamed a smile and you turned on your heels, noticing a cosy area in the corner of the room surrounded by hanging plants and warm lighting. As you walked towards it, you passed various groups of people; a smartly dressed man typing on his laptop, a trio of girls sipping iced coffees and giggling, an older couple sharing a blueberry muffin. You reached the corner, your fingers dancing across the top of the deep orange armchair when Travis appeared with your two coffees and a large cinnamon roll.
"Aww thank you baby! My favourite!" You cooed as you took hold of the plate.
Travis rocked back on his heel awkwardly, "Yeah, I got it so you would remember what a great guy I am."
"What does that mean?" You questioned.
Just then, the bell above the door rang and you glanced over to the entrance to see Donna, Travis' Mom walking over to you, a wide smile on her face. You stood up, smoothing down your skirt and running a hand through your hair.
"Hello hello hello!" Donna sang out.
"Hey Momma!" Travis called, walking towards her with his arms out-stretched.
Donna waved him away, her focus solely on you, "You can wait! I wanna meet this beauty first!" She grabbed onto your hands and looked you up and down, "Travvy, how did you get a girl like this?"
You giggled, "Pleased to meet you, Mrs Kelce."
Donna's eyes widened, "And polite too! Honestly sweetie, Donna is absolutely fine, but I appreciate it."
She pulled you in for a tight hug and you instantly relaxed.
"Uh...hello?"
Donna smiled as she turned around, "Oh stop your whining, how many times have you brought a girl home?" She laughed and buried her face in his chest, his large arms wrapped around her.
You loved seeing this side of Travis. He had made it clear that his family were incredibly important to him, and that he loved his Mom more than anything in the world. But to see him interact with her was special.
"Can I get you a coffee?" Travis said, still holding his Mom close.
"Oh, I thought you'd never ask! Just a cappuccino for me please." She let go of her 6 foot 5 inched son and stepped towards you, sitting down on the sofa.
You followed and sat next to her, her sweet perfume filling your nostrils and calming you further. She grabbed at your hands, smiling warmly.
"It really is so good to meet you, Travis has told me a lot about you."
You blushed slightly, "He's told me so much about you too, I feel like I know you already!"
"He's a good boy." She looked over to the coffee counter where Travis was waiting, "When he moved to Missouri a couple of years ago I was worried, of course, as any Mom would be. But he seems to have settled well. And now he's a got a good woman to keep him right."
You winked, "I'll try my best!"
"So, how long have you been dating?"
"It's a been a couple of months, so still really early days but it's going really well. He's a good guy."
Donna squeezed her shoulders upwards in elation, "I am so happy for the both of you!"
Your cheeks flushed again, Donna's warmth radiating to you. You looked up and watched as Travis waited patiently in the queue, occasionally glancing over to you and smiling so broad that his eyes disappeared into slits. You felt a strong flutter in the pit of your stomach, but this time it wasn't nerves, it was sheer happiness.
You chatted more with Donna, talking about your work, your family and your relationship so far when Travis finally arrived back with the cappuccino. His cell phone beeped in his pocket and when he checked it, his face subtly lit up. You narrowed your eyes, watching as he looked back towards the door.
"Is everything okay?" You asked.
Travis smiled and picked up his mug, "Sure." He glanced back at the door before turning to look at Donna, a sly grin forming on both of their lips.
"Okay, what's going on?"
Before either of them had chance to answer, the coffee shop door swung open and a large, bearded man walked in with a dark blonde haired woman in tow. His eyes were fully focused on Travis and they were heading straight for you. You shifted in your seat as another man followed, he was older and had white hair on his head and chin. Donna squeezed your hands whilst Travis gave you a guilty look.
"Heyyyyyy!" The first man shouted, grabbing Travis and slapping his back.
"Y/N, this is my brother Jason, his girlfriend Kylie and my Dad Ed."
You swallowed hard, your eyebrows raised, "Wow, I wasn't expecting to meet everyone at once!"
Travis laughed, "Hence the cinnamon roll. You're not mad are you?"
"No no!" You smiled, "This is awesome! It's so nice to meet you all." You quickly rose to your feet and greeted each of them with a warm embrace.
"Well, we thought whilst everyone was in town." Ed said as he pulled you closer.
Kylie moved around the table to sit with you and Donna, "Don't worry Y/N, I got the ambush too when me and Jason started dating. It's nice not to be the new girl anymore!"
You laughed, "Well, you're welcome! How long have you two been together?"
Kylie rested back on the sofa, "Around 6 months, so it's still fresh."
"You two can hold each others hands through the madness of dating a Kelce!" Donna quipped.
Jason's mouth dropped open in mock offense, "I heard that, Mom."
"I hope Travis is treating you well, Y/N." Ed smiled, "Speaking of which, how did Travis get a lovely girl like you to go out with him?"
"Damn...why does everyone keep saying that?" Travis asked, his hands in the air.
Donna sipped her coffee, struggling to keep herself from laughing. You pouted your lips to Travis, giggling under your breath. Jason covered his in an attempt to muffle his loud howl.
"It's a little cramped here with all of us now." Donna finished the rest of her coffee before standing up, "How about a big family barbeque at Mom's?"
"I heard that!" Ed shouted, slapping his stomach.
Travis looked over the table at you, his head titled and his eyebrows raised, "How about it?"
The familiar stomach flutter came back, stronger this time, "I would love to."
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I did this one a little different and set it somewhere around 2015, when Jason and Kylie first started dating, and Travis wasn't the big superstar that he is now.
This was very cute to write as they seem like such an amazing family so I didn't struggle at all!
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Tw: somno kinda?, masturbation (m receiving), praise kink, unprotected p in v (use a condom), mentions of creampie, nipple play, kinda Dom!Steddie
I kinda just really really need Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington in bed with me right now.
Can't stop thinking about being all cosied up with both of them, under the covers and settled for the night, sleepy but not quite asleep just yet, Eddie's behind you, his hand on your waist while your head lays on Steve's shoulder, your arms wrapped around one of his as you cuddle into him. All three of you exhausted after your long days and fun "activities" (all three of you fucking each other senseless) in the evening.
You feel Eddie's hand sliding slowly down to your hip while he shuffles forward to press up against your ass, his lips kissing along your neck making you come up in goosebumps, before he just... moves your pyjamas down and slides your underwear to the side, sliding his cock in with a groan from him and a whimper from you, his hand moving down from your hip to between your legs, rubbing small slow circles over your twitching clit, trying so hard not to wake up Steve as you gasp and moan very quietly, he looks like he's already sleeping soundly.
But it's no use, he's already awake as soon as he hears the wet sounds of Eddie's dick slowly moving in and out of your soaked hole, smirking as he realises what's going on, grabbing your hand and wrapping it around his already hard cock. "Aww does our pretty girl still wanna play? We didn't make you cum enough already tonight princess?" he moans out quietly, leaning forward and nudging his nose against your cheek, mouthing at your jaw as you start jerking him off slow and steady, matching Eddie's thrusts inside you.
Eddie is whispering absolute filth between sucking hickeys into your neck and the backs of your shoulders, "Fuck baby, your pussy is just sucking me right in, you like this hm? Like being my good girl and letting me use you like this?" he rasps while Steve reaches forward and slides your shirt up enough to reveal your heavy tits and your peaked nipples, earning a whine from you as he rubs his palm over them and pinches lightly at your nipples, rolling them around between his fingers.
He's telling you what a good girl you are for both of them, moaning filthy praises into your ear quietly while Steve agrees, biting his lip and watching as Eddie hikes up your leg to give him a good view of your dripping cunt and how he was fucking you, telling you how good your hand feels around him and how he can't wait to fuck Eddie's cum deeper inside you.
You now can't wait for that either and the thought has you cumming around Eddie's cock with a gasp, the combination of feeling four hands and two mouths on you while Eddie fucks you just how you like it, along with their words, throwing you right over the edge and crying out their names quietly into the dimly lit bedroom you all share.
"That's our good girl, let go for us, that's it, just like that, oh feels good doesn't it baby? Atta girl, gonna fill you up then Stevie's gonna fill you up some more, yeah princess?"
I am going INSANE, PLEASE, just a crumb of this 😤
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DOODLES
genre. fluff.
warnings. kissing.
pairing. so mun x fem!reader.
wc. 900.
“No peeking!” So Mun scolds, holding his sketchbook even tighter to his chest to make sure there was no way you would be able to glance at his sketch. You huff in defeat and go back to your own drawing which is looking more and more lopsided as you keep trying to capture Mun’s perfectly sharp jawline and fail.
“I’m butchering your handsome face, just so you know.” You mumble, grabbing your eraser for the hundredth time. At this point the drawing looked more smudged than legible and you were close to giving up.
“Good thing you have the real deal right here, then.” Mun replies smoothly, and you glare at him from over your sketchbook making him giggle.
You wonder how he hasn’t even touched his eraser once as you watch him still making little details on his drawing with ease. You know he’s been drawing his whole life and his drawing skills are on par with his fighting skills, but you know he hasn’t had much time to draw apart from composition sketches. You were glad you suggested doing this doodling session with him. It was cosy and relaxing and definitely what you both needed to get your mind off the stress of everything.
You’ve never had anyone draw you before, but you’re glad the first one to do it is your boyfriend. He’s only been drawing for 10 minutes, but you’re starting to get a little impatient to see the results, and so you attempt at sneaking a peek again.
“I said no peeking.” He stops you without even looking, catching your hand in midair before it can reach his sketchbook.
“When will you be done with it?” You ask, and So Mun hums in response. “Baby.” You whine.
“I’m almost done.” He looks up to smile at you before resuming his pencilling. “Are you done yours?”
“I guess… It’s not getting any better so I decided to just leave it.”
“Can I see?” Mun peers over to take a glance and you hand him the open sketchbook. “Aww, you added a heart.” He smiles widely and you swear you can practically see his eyes sparkle.
“It’s so bad, though.” You mutter, cringing at the way you had messed up his proportions.
“I think it’s cute.” Mun smiles again.
“I get to see yours now, right?”
He nods and hands you the sketchbook finally, and your eyes land on the drawing. Your breath is quite literally taken away and you spend the first few minutes just staring at it, taking in every detail, every stroke of pencil. And a warm sense of comfort comes with how you just know that every mark of that pencil was created with so much love behind it. You can feel it.
“So…?” So Mun asks expectantly, blinking at you.
You open your mouth to give him a response, but then pause as the wind slightly blows the page of the sketchbook, giving you a peek of more drawings on the previous page. Curiosity takes over and you flip it, revealing an entire spread of you.
There’s a small drawing of you sipping a bubble tea, and you recognize the exact day it’s from given your outfit. You had stolen So Mun’s leather jacket on your lunch date that day, and he had even drawn in the little hair clip that you had worn.
Looking a little lower on the page were countless more drawings. One of you blowing a kiss, you with a kitten, several of you just smiling, and even one of you sleeping which you immediately suspected he had drawn while you actually had fallen asleep.
“Were you ever going to show me these?” You ask, blinking back tears because they’re all so beautiful and you adore each and every one of them.
Mun panics, “I- I wasn’t not going to show these to you?” His response sounds like he’s questioning the fact himself and you tsk quietly, flipping over to the next page only to find even more drawings.
“How many times have you drawn me without my knowledge?” You question, utterly bewildered at just how many drawings there are. With every page you flip, there are more, and soon you discover that the entire sketchbook is filled with just you.
“If you weren’t my boyfriend this would be so creepy, you know?”
“Do you think it’s creepy?” Mun asks.
“No, it’s probably the cutest shit anyone has ever done for me.” You say in a complaining tone which makes So Mun laugh. You tackle him in a hug, kissing his cheek as many times as you can before he pulls you off of him in a fit of giggles.
“I’m glad you like them because to be honest it’s become a stress reliever to draw you.” Mun admits, melting your heart easily.
“You’d better show me next time, or I’m going to go snooping through your stuff just to find your sketchbook.” You threaten and So Mun nods with a smile before reaching over to kiss you.
He always kissed you softly, like you would break if he put too much pressure into it. Now was no different as his plush lips moved against yours, lifting up into a smile when you pull away. And his smile is so infectious and filled with so much love that you can’t help but to smile back.
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A Match Baked In Heaven
Chapter IV
Strange Times
Warning: Explicit
The plan was solid: Piglet was going to eat some flowers (they didn’t taste bad, just weird, like cucumbers, and Piglet hated cucumbers!), then get a mild tummy ache, get his Elain all nervous and then guilt her into giving him chicken and rice. Once he was full of chicken and rice, he was going to be let out of his enclosure, having lulled his unsuspecting humans into a false sense of calmness and security. Then he was going to jump on the tree, topple it, and finally destroy all the shiny balls. He was sure he was going to get in trouble. But did he care? Nope. It would be worth it.
What his plans did not include was a trip to the vet in the middle of the night.
Or an angry dad, who was super mad at him, as he strapped him into his new dog seat in the car.
“Don’t think I don’t know that you are faking,” Azriel hissed. “You think I can’t spot a faker when I see one? I’ve played Neymar! That silly fucker dives like he is gunning for an Oscar. You are not far behind. There is not going to be any chicken and rice for you. No meatloaf,”
At that, Piglet expelled a horrified squeal.
“Yeah, too late to be moaning now,” Azriel rounded the car and got into the driver seat. “You done a fuck up, lad. Also, I don’t know how much this little excursion is gonna cost me, but it’s all coming out of your IG sponsorships and allowance. No more Fuji water. You gonna drink tap.”
-
But, let’s rewind.
“But where are we going?” Elain wondered, as Azriel’s heavy palm squeezed the back of her neck and he gently guided her down the spacious hallway.
There was an open den, where the walls and shelves were covered with trophies, trainers, kits, medals and lots of Arsenal gear.
“My little spot of pride and gloating,” Azriel joked.
“Nice,” she shook her head, but she was also proud. And therefore, she turned her head to him and said, “and I happen to think that you are brilliant.”
“Aww, baby,” he smiled. “Are you going soft on me?”
She blushed but didn’t answer, only asking, “so?”
“I want you to hear a song that I love. I think that it’s about us,” he told her, a bit bashfully, rubbing the back of his neck.
“A song?” That was unexpected. Elain knew that Azriel was musically inclined–he always hummed something to himself, there was music playing in some manner whenever he was at her house, he made up songs for Piglet, and sang in the shower–she had to admit that he did it well and had a husky, gravelly voice, which had a lovely sexual quality to it.
“Maybe we can dance to it as well,” he proposed quietly.
“Oh, a slow song then?”
“Pretty slow, yeah,” he nodded, and opened the door. To his bedroom.
Elain swallowed, but put on a brave face and entered, though her hands were balled into little fists and he smiled to himself.
It was a huge space–completely unlike her own bedroom, which was lage, but also cosy and personal. This was right out of a modern hotel catalogue–vast, comfortable, but without an identity.
“Yeah, I know. It needs a woman’s touch,” he chuckled, as she looked around the space. At least it had gorgeous views.
“None of your lady friends stuck around to redecorate a little?” she asked, her tone a bit tart, as she stared at the oversized luxurious bed.
“Oh, is my matchy a little bit jealous?” he teased, spinning her around carefully, until she was facing him, her expression sour.
“Not. At. All.”
“Hmmm, you sure pretty girl?”
“Why would I even care?”
He shrugged and then threw himself across the bed, while propping his head and watching her.
“I’d care!” he argued. “For example, I care about your Lord Eris. I don’t like him very much at all. Not at all. In fact, I think he is a bit of a cunt.”
“Azriel!” she gasped, whirling to him.
He shrugged.
“What? I am jealous. I am jealous that he got there first. I am jealous that you loved him…kind of,”
“Kind of,” she murmured to herself.
“I am jealous of all the time he’s had with you that I didn’t,” he continued.
“You’ve spent all the time with me since you’ve met me,” she reminded him.
“Still ain’t enough. Still doesn’t change the fact that I can’t stand the cunt,” he said roughly.
She bubbled her lips and shrugged, “well, doesn’t matter. You don’t need to worry. I’ve not heard from him in weeks and he didn’t even wish me a happy birthday. I think we can conclusively say that it’s over.”
Azriel smiled, his smile a little too knowing, and then declared, “Fucking brilliant. I am more than happy to hear that.”
“Meanwhile,” she bristled at him, “what about your girlfriends? Mr. Orgy.”
“Ehhh,” Azriel waved his hand dismissively. “My orgy days are long behind me. Don’t have girlfriends. Well…one. She is standing in front of me now. And don’t worry, no one’s been in this bed except for the lonesome me.”
She stared at him so hard, he thought smoke was going to pour out of her ears.
“I ain’t lying, beautiful,” he raised his hands in futile defence. “Okay, maybe a little,”
“A-ha!”
“I think Cass slept here after shoulder surgery, when I played his handsome nurse,” he recalled, smirking.
At that, Elain’s expression softened and she cooed, “You nursed him?”
“Someone had to. He was as dramatic as Pinky when you break his treat into halves.”
“That’s very dramatic,” she agreed solemnly.
After a pause, where they looked at each other, Azriel pulled out his phone and Elain asked, “What about this song you wanted me to hear?”
He searched and quickly found what he was looking for. A slow, mellow melody came from the speakers. Then, a woman’s voice sang:
It’s gonna take a bit of work
Oh work
Now that you are here,
Oh work
Because people come and go
But I think you should know
That I, I think this will work
It’s gonna take a little time
But with you by my side
I won’t let go, till I got what’s mine
Because people come and go,
But you should know,
That I, I’m taking it slow
There was something haunting about the simple rhythm and when Azriel got up from the bed and slowly approached Elain, wrapping his strong arm around her waist and pulling her closer, she succumbed to the flow of the song immediately. Azriel’s scarred palm squeezed her own and he placed it against his chest, as they swayed steadily to the song.
This was their song. Nothing about them and their relationship was quick, and everything took work. Nothing was quick, other than Azriel Night falling in love with Elain Archeron. Because that took no time at all.
When Azriel kissed her at last, he was so slow. So indulgently slow, as his body moved languidly and gracefully against hers, sweeping the two of them in a gradual circle around the room. Elain closed her eyes, giving herself over to the music, but also wholly to him. His lips were hot on her mouth, the kiss lingering there for a while, moving with assured intention. He pulled her closer to him, her breasts smashing against his chest, as she melted in his embrace, her arms circling his neck instinctually, while he made her back arc in his big hands, as he leaned against her. From the small of her back, his warm hands travelled up, and he squeezed her waist and then appreciatively ran his palms over her sides, up and then down, until he splayed his fingers over her bottom and gave each cheek a generous squeeze.
“Oh,” she gasped into his mouth, but he only cupped her ass in his palm and pressed deeper into her soft flesh.
If there was a true ‘ass man’ then Azriel Night was the definition of one.
Their kiss was unhurried, but it felt otherworldly in its dreamy hotness. It was like with every kiss, another barrier was broken. Azriel chipped and carved at her defences with lustful, unyielding determination, and Elain clung to him with needy desperation which might not have been attractive with anyone else, but with her, it only ignited the spark of blind, all-encompassing love within him. As he moulded his mouth impossibly closer to her lips, breathing and drinking in her oxygen, he thought for a moment that if they’d cut him right now, he’d bleed Elain. That’s how deeply she was ingrained in his very soul.
Elain stroked his neck with her hot little hands, her nails lightly raking over his skin, pressing into his collarbones and then gripping his broad shoulders.
When the song ended, it switched to the sexy intro of ‘Beast of Burden’, the riff of Keith Richards’s guitar completely unmistakable. And Elain loved it. Moving her hips within the circle of Azriel’s hands, she gyrated to the tempo, her head buzzing from the champagne and for the delicious taste of Azriel’s lips. She wasn’t sure what she was doing exactly, but she pulled on his black hoodie’s zipper and bared his sculpted, incredible torso with flourish.
Azriel tore away from her mouth only to kiss down her jaw before sinking his teeth into her neck. Elain figured that he needed to ‘refresh’ his nearly-permanent hickey that he sucked into her skin.
“I have to feel you,” he growled into her neck.
“What?” she breathed, half-drunk from their kiss.
He pushed her back towards the bed and all but collapsed on his knees in front of her, his hands on her thighs, rubbing them slowly up and down.
“Let me give you another present for your birthday,” he pleaded, his voice urgent.
“What present?” she breathed, though Azriel’s rough, large hands slipping under her knit dress and resting on the bare skin of her thighs, while he fingered the clasps of her garter, which held her knit stockings, told her enough of what he desired. He groaned, as he caressed her fleshy thighs, his palms slipping between them, parting her legs slightly. Elain acquiescent, allowing him to touch her in a manner in which he’d never dared to before.
“Fingers or tongue?” he asked, his voice rough. Before she could answer, he dragged her dress high up, baring her legs, her stockings, and finally her thighs. Elain’s chest was rising and falling erratically, her breathing heavy and rapid, especially when Azriel rubbed his knuckle over her flowery panties. He shrugged off the hoodie completely, tossing it on the floor and Elain was faced with his absolutely incredible body. Unable to stop herself, she reached to touch the stacked cobbles of his abdomen, carved with an almost obscene precision beneath his bronze skin. The sculpted shoulders and his big, muscular arms flexed and gleamed in the sexy buttery light of the bedroom, thick, black swirls of his tattoos spilling from his shoulders down to his arms and over his pecs. She couldn’t resist tangling her fingertips in the dusting of soft dark hair beneath his navel–and he was right when he teased her about it. Even back then, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from it. Or from his ridiculously defined Adonis Belt which lewdly pointed straight down towards his cock. It was inescapable.
He didn’t wait for her final decision, and instead, gripped the side of her panties. Before she could even squeak, he ripped the underwear at the seam and crumpled it in his fist, before stuffing them in his back pocket.
Pressing his forehead to hers, he smiled at her with encouragement and then thrust two thick, long fingers straight into her tight, tender hole. All at once. Rough. The noise that Elain made was something like a pathetic, shocked rasp, while her pussy responded to the invasion with an erotic, almost profane squelch, sucking his fingers deeper.
Elain’s head lolled back and she fell on the bed, shuddering visibly, her thighs tense, while Azriel settled between her legs, opening them up brazenly and exposing her soft, wet, pink slit. Elain’s moan was loud, explicit and it was obvious that she relinquished all control of the situation, opening her legs further, even without him prompting her to. Azriel smiled and kissed her knee, soothingly stroking her with his free hand between her legs. His eyes were literally glued to her pussy and he was physically incapable of looking anywhere else. It was the prettiest, most perfect pussy he’d ever seen–and he’d seen many. It could be that he was completely pussy blinded right now, and seeing Elain’s for the first time was almost a religious experience.
She felt tight and soft against his fingers, enveloping his hand greedily, like she’s been hungry for him, or maybe for someone to pay attention to her.
Elain felt so incredibly full with only his fingers inside, and yet, the beautiful torture of having him in her was worth the discomfort. He moved slowly, but firmly, exploring, stretching, spreading her with appalling, delectable vulgarity. God she loved it. Fucking loved it. That hand was brazen and strong, and when the tips of his fingers found her sensitive her front inner wall was, she bowed on the bed, digging her fingers into the plush duvet.
“Keep like this,” he ordered, “so I can finger you like you need.”
How he knew what she needed, Elain had no idea, but she obeyed him, legs falling open, her pussy fully exposed, as he pressed on her inner thigh with considerable force, keeping her in place. His other hand began to move rhythmically, with deft, knowing movements inside her hole, and she bit her lip so hard, she tasted blood. The intensity of the movements was almost painful, as he took from her with glutinous need, but she couldn't even keep her eyes open from the savage pleasure that she was now experiencing.
Azriel’s voice, hypnotic and breathy with lust, whispered, “is this good, beautiful? Getting what you need?” and then he leaned over her and kissed her deeply and filthily. His fingers never paused or changed their perfect rhythm and Elain clutched the rock-hard muscles of his shoulders, raking her nails down his arm.
She couldn’t explain what he was doing, but he hadn’t even touched her clit, and yet she was arching and shaking like she was being exorcised. But his fingers…god, his fingers. He was so horribly ruthless too–pushing a third finger into her, burrowing deeper and deeper, while whispering, “you are going to be a good girl for me and take it all in your sweet, tight pussy for me?”
She made some inhuman noise and Azriel laughed darkly. The prodded further, stretching and pumping her hard and oh-so beautifully, half of his heavy body covering hers, as he watched her reactions and listened to her loud moans. When she didn’t answer, he murmured ‘yeah you are, gorgeous” and even if Elain rebelled internally for being so predictable and so easily broken, she couldn’t argue, and succumbed to his demanding hand that filled her so completely. Azriel kissed her, slow and tender, his lips in complete contrast with his hand.
“Can you take one more, sweetheart?” he asked, voice husky, eyes dark, perspiration covering his chiselled chest. Elain grabbed at him just when he pulled his three fingers out and the emptiness had her gushing with her sweet nectar. He breathed heavily, inhaling the scent of sex and her essence, and then leisurely licked his fingers until dry. Elain was panting, watching him half-lidded, desperately needing him back inside of her, So she didn’t ask, but took his hand and brought it back to her plump, bare mound which leaked like an overripe fruit.
“I want more,” she told him simply, biting her lower lip.
He kissed her brow and nodded,
“I know, sweetheart. Here’s more.”
And he plunged four fingers inside of her with one firm thrust.
“Elain,” he groaned, his own eyes closing, as he felt around inside of her. “You are so fucking tight, baby. I can’t wait for fuck you for real. My cock is gonna go nuts!”
He slowly pulled his fingers back, almost all the way out, but the soft walls of her pussy squeezed him and dragged him back in, before he pressed his thumb into her clit.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned.
Elain felt like she was being torn apart by his savage hand, but the pain was so glorious, and the way it mixed with pleasure only had her opening further for him. She was no longer concerned with any propriety, all her modesty having flown out the window a long time ago. Here she was, turned inside out, groaning and panting, holding most of Azriel’s huge hand inside her pussy and loving every second of it.
Yeah, this was a gift that kept on giving. And how grateful she was that Azriel decided on giving her another present today.
His pace was merciless, four fingers inside, pushing and rubbing at her tender inner walls, two fingers curled and massaging that wondrous spot inside of her, while his thumb worked her clit roughly and unforgivingly.
“Bite me, Ellie,” he offered and Elain didn’t know that that’s what she needed. But when she latched onto his neck and bit him hard, feeling the throb of his blood beneath her tongue, she realised that it was perfect–the taste of his skin, the scent of his body, musky, lightly spiced with cedar, the strength of him–all beneath her tongue.
“That’s good,” he approved, moaning softly with his own pleasure. “Do you want to come for me, sweetness?”
Did she want to?
Yes, the smouldering heat of her body, the spasming muscles of her pussy, the gorgeous pressure on her clit all told her that she was about to explode like never before. But part of her yearned for this to continue for as long as possible. And Azriel was patient. So patient with her, even though he was basically fisting her at this point. She never knew that she’d be able to stretch like that, to accommodate almost all of his hand up to the wrist, where only his thumb remained firmly pressed to her clit. God. It was positively crazy. It hurt and it ached and it was blissful and intense and the sounds that her body emitted–all the slurping, squelching, groaning, moaning–would’ve been completely indecent in any other situation. But today, Elain didn’t care. She guessed that Azriel was the type of man who liked his woman undone. Feral. Unbound. Uninhibited.
“Azriel, Azriel,” she screamed out, jerking upright, unable to stop, or keep from thrashing against him.
“Say my name, Ellie. Let it all out.”
Fuck, did she ever. An orgasm to end all orgasms. Azriel’s unique gift, his personally crafted orgasm that only he could’ve given to her. Only he had the skill and the unflinching ruthlessness to do this so well.
Elain came and came, her hole sucking him in almost fully, her voice hoarse from screaming. She probably looked possessed, but she didn’t care. And Azriel was probably going to be evicted, but it would be worth it. It was so brilliant–waves of pure ecstasy crushing all over her body, every muscle inside of her alive with pleasure and tension.
And then she blacked out.
Legitimately blacked out.
…Azriel was chuckling.
Elain was being jostled about, something around her getting tugged and pulled.
When she opened her eyes, while moaning, she saw his smiling face hovering above her.
“What...what happened?” she mumbled, disoriented.
At least the jostling began making sense–Azriel was pulling off her dress over her head.
Yes, she was still wearing her dress.
“I might have semi-murdered you with some light fisting,” he said innocently.
“Light?!!?” Elain screeched, a nice, but definitely acute soreness radiating from between her thighs. “You call this light?!”
He was laughing, while he manoeuvred her out of the dress, folded it nicely and left her only in her bra and the stockings, which had descended all the way down to her knees.
Then, Elain watched him get up from the bed and unbutton his trousers, pulling the belt out of its loops in one crazy, half a second move. She stared, open-mouthed, while he tugged the trousers down and she tensed.
“Sweetheart,” he chuckled. “You pussy ain’t ready for my dick tonight,” he assured her. “I’ve given it a nice gentle pounding,”
“It was not gentle!” she protested.
He stepped out of his pants, got rid of his socks, and stood there, in all of his almost-naked glory.
That body.
It was almost unfair how stunning his form was–so long and so firm, every tendon and muscle on display, gorgeous lean sinew wrapping around his muscular thighs and the robust shoulders.
“Didn’t I tell you before that I was rough?” he reminded her, crossing his arms on his chest and looking down at her sprawling in his bed.
Elain fucking Archeron, in his bed.
It was incredible.
Her pussy bare and wet, because of him. Her body, naked and glorious, for him. Her fucked up hair, her smudged mascara, which made her look extra sexy and wanton. The way she looked so cosy and comfortable on his sheets.
He couldn’t comprehend it. That after all this time, months of courting and cajoling, or slow, baby steps, they were finally here. Elain naked. Happy. Satisfied. Actually passed out from the orgasm that he gave her.
If he’d known then that he should’ve cherished that moment even more he would’ve. But he didn’t. So he just enjoyed watching his girl in his bed.
Her cheeks turned pink under his scrutiny and he tracked her eyes staring at his raging boner beneath his black boxers.
“It’s out of your hair tonight, sweetness,” he assured her, palming his cock for emphasis.
“You don’t want me to…” she swallowed nervously and he chuckled.
“Choke on this dick?” he clarified.
She reddened ever more and he thought that it was completely adorable.
“Well, yes,” she nodded.
“Not tonight. It’s your birthday, after all.”
Elain looked down, at her bare stomach, her bare pussy, the swollen, glistening folds, remembering how just a few minutes ago he had his hand in her and squirmed, feeling embarrassed.
“May I have something to wear?” she whispered.
Azriel landed on the bed next to her and brought her face closer to his, before kissing her lips.
“Baby, you ain’t got nothing I haven’t already seen,” he reminded her, his smirk salacious.
“Well…ummm…still,” she tried, her little toes curling, as she tucked her legs to her belly.
“But I like you naked, in my bed,” Azriel wrapped his arm around her and drew his thumb over her skin which pebbled with gooseflesh.
Elain threw her arm over his stomach and snuggled to him.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“What for?” he asked curiously.
“The best birthday ever.”
He smiled,
“Better than Annabel’s?”
“Yeah. Better than that.”
Elain didn’t know that this was the happiest birthday. She didn’t know that she needed to cherish the moments with this man whom she loved. She didn’t know how things would change.
When Elain woke up, she was disoriented.
She knew where she was–at Azriel’s, because she wasn’t that far gone–but she had no idea what time it was. She was still nearly naked, her pussy lips splayed over Azriel’s thick thigh. She’d drooled all over his bicep–very sexy–but he didn’t mind, and kept her bundled up next to him like she was his plushy toy. Outside was dark, with night lights twinkling all around. She carefully extricated herself from Azriel’s heavy embrace and slipped from the bed. She tiptoed to the bathroom, closed the door and turned on the lights. The bathroom was as opulent as expected–enormous everything, shower so big, you could wash a car in there, a long sink that resembled a trough, a gorgeous bath tub, and even a sauna tucked in the corner. Elain looked at herself in the mirror. Yeah, she looked a proper state. Naked. Her hair a terrific mess, as were the remnants of her makeup. She washed her face, scrubbing at her eyes, then saw Azriel’s hair brush and with no alternatives, combed her hair, before breaking the handle of the brush on a mega tangle. Well, that was just wonderful!
There were bruises on her thighs, and she was sure that it was from the grip of Azriel’s fingers. Her pussy lips were swollen and overly pink. It was obscene and sexy and she didn’t mind the sight of it. Of course she snooped behind one of the mirror panels, finding nothing incriminating, other than an alarming number of face and hair products. Well, that was a surprise. Mr. Night had a skincare routine apparently. There were nice French creams, some very expensive, some cheaper: moisturisers, retinol, anti-wrinkle. Serums, oils, argan and olive oil extracts, Japanese and Korean hair care products, fancy tubes of lip balms from Sweden.
“Well, don’t mind if I do,” she muttered to herself, as she lined the products on the counter and began sniffing and trying them out.
She was so into it, she didn’t even hear the door open and Azriel padding into the bathroom.
Before she could even begin to lie and weasel out of her predicament, Azriel dropped on his knees behind her and wrapped his arm around her thighs. He rubbed his stubbled cheek over her bare behind, before latching onto her ass cheek with his teeth.
“Awww!” she cried out, but he only laughed, but also licked away the pain that his teeth caused.
“That’s for breaking my brush on your wild horse mane,” he told her.
“I do not have a horse mane!”
“Right. More like an unkempt lion’s mane.”
“It’s still my birthday!” she complained. “You have to be nice.”
“Oh yeah? How do you figure?” he asked, his hand caressing her hips, both of her bum cheeks before he nosed below and buried his face in her pussy.
“Ohmygod! Azriel,” she moaned, gripping the trough sink, when his tongue swept from one hole to the other. She’d never been licked like this. And when his tongue poked boldly at her butthole she thought she was going to pass out…again. To imagine that Eris or Graysen would do something like this to her was laughable. Eris barely ever did any oral, his sex drive never very high, so much so that he didn’t even ask for oral himself.
Azriel, ever the biter, bit her puffy nether lips, bit her ass again, lazily licked over her hole, pushing his tongue inside, before scooting back on his hunches and sitting on the floor, crossing his long legs at the ankles.
“I can’t believe you are not just a snooper, but also a user,” he scolded her humorously, shaking his head like a disappointed parent.
“Why do you have all this?!” she demanded instead.
“Don’t change the subject, snoop!”
“I was simply trying out your weirdly huge collection of face products.” she huffed.
“Turn around,” he told her.
“Why?”
“Turn around,” he repeated. “I want to see your pussy.”
Elain blushed like crazy and he watched her squeeze her thighs tightly.
“I can’t,” she mumbled.
“Why?”
“I am not used to this….this familiarity…you are still,”
“If you say ‘a client’ you will make me angry, Elain,” he said sternly.
She bit her lip, not saying the word, but Azriel saw it on her face and sneered with annoyance, before getting up.
“No, don’t be mad,” she begged, grabbing his hand.
“Well, then don’t be daft,” he told her. “Decide what you want from me and for yourself,”
“I know what I want,” she argued.
“Are you sure?” he cocked his brow at her.
“You are being very cross,” she pouted.
“Then give me a reason not to be cross,” Azriel said instead. “Sometimes, I find you very frustrating, Elain.”
“I am sorry,” she whispered guiltily.
“Why won’t you just let go and be mine?”
Before she could answer, they heard an audible moan.
Azriel rolled his eyes and groaned, “Oh fuck. Now what? What did he do?”
Because the moan was definitely Piglet’s. It was a touch dramatic, which made Azriel wonder what the hell was happening and whether the pug got to a bottle of whiskey or something as questionable as that. Wouldn't surprise him though.
“Oh my!” Elain cried out, “it’s Piglet!! What happened to him?”
Before Azriel could even respond, she was running off, barefoot and naked, her perfect ass bouncing with every step. Azriel followed, because he knew that he had to see it for himself.
-
Piglet was in his enclosure, laying on his side, moaning. Flowers from Elain’s bouquet littered the floor around him. They’d left the vase on one of the side tables near where he ended up. Well, apparently, he was so starved for snacks that munched on a bunch of flowers and petals, tearing them off the stems. He only ate the heads and only specific flowers.
“Piglet! What did you do?!” Elain wailed. “Oh my god. Is he going to die?!?!”
“Of course he is not going to die,” Azriel sighed.
“How do you know?” she was almost in tears. “We need to go to the vet!”
At the word vet, Piglet immediately quieted down and the moaning ceased just like that.
“See, he is faking it,” Azriel nodded towards the dog. “He probably just wants chicken and rice or something,”
At those words, Piglet not only stopped moaning, but also raised his head, giving Elain a hopeful look and a little bark of encouragement.
“You don’t know this!” she argued.
“I do. I know men and he is a man. He is faking it to get attention and to get the food that he wants. He wants his woman–you, in this case–to cook for him and feed him.”
“He ate half the bouquet!”
“Yeah, probably on purpose,” Azriel noted, to which Elain rolled her eyes.
At first, things were going well and according to plan. Piglet gave a pretty good moaning performance and soon after he began, he watched his Elain run into the big room. He wasn’t sure why she was naked, but maybe she was drowning herself for fun, like humans tended to do. He trusted his Elain with his own drowning, but he wasn’t a big fan in general, though he enjoyed it when she soaped him up and scrubbed him with a brush. But the drowning…he didn’t like so much.
Then dad mentioned ‘chicken and rice’ Piglet whooped internally and gave himself a high four. But then the words ‘vet’ began spoiling his hopes. What the hell? He didn’t want to go to no vet! Defeated, Piglet watched dad get his phone and start doing something on it, while Elain picked him up and carried him around the room, rocking him like he was a baby.
“Baby, you know it’s Christmas Eve,” Azriel kept saying, as he dialled what felt like the fifteenth number for a vet clinic in and around Canary Wharf. No one was picking up–not surprising, because it was around 11 pm and most outgoing messages stated that the clinics would be closed for the Christmas holiday.
“Can’t we just give him a laxative? So he can shit flowers?”
“This is not a joke, Azriel!” she exclaimed, stroking Piglet’s head and kissing him.
It’s not that Azriel didn’t want to help Piglet–even though he was convinced that Piglet wasn’t as sick as he pretended to be–but Azriel wasn’t trying very hard, because he was currently entranced by the fact that his gorgeous Elain was walking around his home, circling the vast expanse of the flat basically completely nude. He sat back on the sofa, threw his legs on an ottoman and made calls, while watching Elain and her bare pink pussy. Just like that. He didn’t even have to ask for it. It still blew his mind and he knew it was going to take him some time to get to terms with what was happening in his life and that Elain was almost his…but he’d have to deal with that later.
“Yes, yes,” he was surprised when someone finally answered. Elain stilled and looked at him. “We have a pug who ate some flowers…no…not garden…from a bouquet. How old is he? He is two-ish. Oh…I don’t know. He is a big pug. Short legs though,” at that, Piglet offered him an unimpressed side eye. Amazing, how Piglet miraculously understood everything whenever he wanted to. “I don’t know…he is kind of chunky. I’d say 13 kilos? Just under 30 pounds…Well, like I said, he is a big pug. No…not fat. Just bigger than normal pugs.”
He is? Elain mouthed, looking at Piglet.
Azriel nodded. How did she not realise this before? Piglet was only slightly smaller than a Frenchie. He was the biggest pug Azriel’d ever seen, with short little legs.
“Alright. Thanks mate. We’ll be right over. Yeah, yeah…we have money and insurance too.”
-
Christmas
Piglet raced down the wide hallways and sitting rooms of the palace.
He wasn’t exactly sure whether this was actually a palace, but this was the biggest house he’s ever been in. He came here a few times a year with his Elain and with Fey, and some of the times Aunt Nesta came along as well. Mostly, he loved it because it had a huge park around the building, and in the summer, there was a pool, where he could splash and where the sisters swam and played with all kinds of toys. Pool was different from the drownings that he was subjected to, and therefore, he loved the pool. And then, there were the meals! Oh, the wonderful meals, where he got chicken and steak, where he ate sweet potatoes, and rice, he ate ham and hard boiled eggs for breakfast, he drank the best water and had so many treats, he couldn’t even count them (okay, he didn’t know how to count). There were fruits and berries in unlimited amounts and pup cups whenever he wanted. Oftentimes, grandpa came as well, and Piglet spent most of his time with him–they went for walks, they played, Piglet could run with all the sticks, he could zoom as much as he wanted, and then grandpa gave him treats, or let him nap in his study.
As he ran along, Piglet noticed a whole lot of big trees, with lights and shiny balls on them. In fact, the whole house was decorated with shiny things and he was contemplating how he was going to get to some of them.
He and dad came to an agreement earlier in the day.
While Elain was sorting out insurance information at the vet’s, Azriel told Piglet the following,
“Not only do I know that you were faking all of this, so you could get food and attention, I also saw how you’ve been looking at the Christmas tree.”
At that, Piglet made a show of looking indifferent and almost surprised.
But dad, unfortunately, was too smart.
“Here is how it’s gonna go,” Azriel continued, also making a show of watching Elain, because he was always watching her, instead of what he was actually doing, which was scolding Piglet. “You will leave Ellie’s tree alone. You are not going to jump on it, poop under it, or try to tear any of the ornaments off. By the way, they are glass, and it won’t be fun for you, if you do. It’s mum’s tree, she loves it and you will remember that.
“In exchange,” he continued casually, “I will ask the vet not to stick anything up your butt.”
Piglet swallowed audibly.
He hated the vet so much.
And he especially hated it when they put things…up there. Which they did, almost every time. Thinking backwards, he was now regretting the whole flower-eating plan. It was stupid and he shouldn’t have done it.
“The tree stays, and nothing goes up your ass,” Azriel concluded. “If you attack the tree, I’ll tell the vet that he is free to do whatever he wants.”
Piglet quickly barked in agreement. The tree could stay.
“Wise move,” dad approved.
True to his word, Piglet didn’t get anything stuck up in his butt. They gave him a pill, he had some diarrhoea in the park and that was that.
Mid-day, they all got dressed up and piled into the car.
Piglet had to wear a tuxedo today–his black dungarees, a white shirt and a bow tie. Dad looked very similarly to him–he wore a tuxedo as well. Today, they were like a real father and son duo, and Piglet liked that. His Elain was dressed so prettily, in a beautiful dress, and she couldn’t touch him, because the dress was so fancy.
There was tension in the car, which Piglet didn’t understand. They humans spoke, but their tones were clipped and there was something going on that he couldn’t quite put his paw on. So when they reached their destination, he was very happy to get out of the car and run to find grandpa, because he was tired of the drama.
-
Rosehall.
That’s what the country seat of the Duke and Duchess of Velaris was called. Rosehall Manor.
Manor was an understatement of the century. It was an enormous estate, with over 10,000 acres of land around it, and a stately mansion with 140 rooms. Though technically it belonged to the current Duchess of Velaris, which was Nesta, the ownership documents stipulated that the house and the land belonged to all the female members of the family. The estate was shared equally between the three sisters, with all of their female cousins having access to it as well.
The family always celebrated Christmas with a formal Christmas Eve dinner–hence the tuxedos, followed by a more informal Christmas lunch the following day.
It’s not that Azriel was unfamiliar with this level of wealth and old money extravagance, but this was something straight out of Downton Abbey or something. Legions of servants, footmen, maids, butlers, valets greeted them as he helped Elain out of the car. Once unclipped from his dog seat, Piglet dashed inside the manor, feeling perfectly adept with all this finery and not giving a fuck. Azriel envied him.
Elain took his arm, a lovely smile plastered on her face, but he knew that things between them were tense, at best. She didn’t show it though. When they entered the foyer and then the reception hall, Azriel saw Rhysand and Feyre, posing on the grand staircase, while professionally-looking photos were being taken of the two of them.
Feyre wore an opulent gown of heavy pale silk with sheer sleeves and neck, embroidered with all kinds of gems. She looked regal and bridal. And happy, draped over Rhys’s imposing, tuxedo-clad form.
“Happy Christmas. Helios Day, Hello Magazine,” a man approached them, slick and professional, handsome and curious. He handed out his card, which Azriel absently thrust into his pocket.
“We are here to take Christmas photos of Lord and Lady Darling. Their nuptials were so unexpected–but we are lucky to have snagged the first interview and the first photos of them as a married couple.”
He then turned to Elain and said,
“Lady Elain, do you have a few words for the article? And then, if you don’t mind, we’d like to take a few photos of you and Mr. Night,”
Azriel was surprised how quickly the man recognised him, but he supposed that that was his job.
“And then of course the Duchess of Velaris and Mr. Cassian Night as well…”
Azriel hid his smile. Cassian hasn’t even gone on one date with Nesta, and yet here they were, being photographed as if they were a couple. Apparently, Hello Magazine just christened them as one, and was going to declare it to the world. He wondered how well it was going to go over with Nesta. But Nesta had invited Cassian to Christmas dinner here, at her family home. She didn't have to, but she did act like he was something more than a guest, so perhaps, she wouldn’t be affronted by the insinuation that they were a couple.
Speaking of Nesta–she appeared in the reception hall, with Cassian looming behind her.
She looked beautiful, in a blue gown with a lace overlay, which fit her gorgeous body like a glove.
The three sisters were pulled to the staircase, and photographed together. Feyre–the bride, Nesta–the blade, and Elain–the flower.
He might have been biassed, but Elain looked the best. She also wore a lace gown, with a very intricate pattern, in a sophisticated shade of pink, and with a full skirt. She definitely looked like his little princess tonight.
-
Dinner was a traditional, if elegant affair held in the Walnut Dining Room, and thankfully, Azriel was seated next to Elain. The Darlings were here too–meeting of the families and all–and it seemed like Sir Charles and Lord Darling knew each other from before, and found each other companionable and there wasn’t any odd tension to contend with. Nesta and her father played hosts, he recited grace and then dinner was served.
There were platters of chilled seafood, blinis with caviar, and cold oysters to start off with, and bottles of champagne. The ubiquitous roast turkey was the main course, but it was stuffed with apples and chestnuts and tasted spectacular (for turkey). Indulgent dauphinoise potatoes, and roasted vegetables made Azriel think that he’d soon need to go on a diet. He was barely training, not playing, and eating apple crisps, and cheese, and bacon sandwiches every day because of Elain. He loved it. Loved every moment of it, but still…And speaking of cheeses–then the cheese course arrived and…well, he couldn’t say no. Lastly, there was trifle and Eton Mess for pudding.
“Interesting menu,” Azriel commented, attempting to start a conversation with Elain.
“It’s been the same since Victorian times,” she answered, sipping her coffee. “Curated by my great-great grandmother,”
“The infamous Elain,”
“Indeed. This is what the Duke of Velaris liked to eat, and what she enjoyed as well. It’s been the same for generations.”
“Not bad. Not bad at all. Beats Brussel sprouts and weird bread sauces.”
“She loved trifle, and he loved Eton Mess, so here we are.”
And then Elain smiled at him and Azriel realised that he lived for that smile.
-
“What’s wrong with you tonight?”
Cassian’s booming voice sounded even louder in the glass enclosure of the Winter Garden.
“I think all things considered, everything’s been going pretty well. Nes even agreed to get her photo taken with me. So I guess I am now ‘the boyfriend’.”
He snickered to himself at the idea.
“I think it took her by surprise.”
“But she didn’t say no,” Azriel noted.
He had loosened his bowtie and took off his jacket. He’d come here after dinner, leaving the revelry behind, because guests began playing charades and Rhys even got behind the piano, urging everyone to sing along to Christmas carols.
“So, what is it?” Cassian pressed, seating himself in a wicker armchair, not so close to Azriel that it would feel like a confessional, but close enough to listen.
Azriel shook his head with annoyance, and Cassian waited.
He knew his brother.
Azriel would speak only when he was ready. And that is IF he even decided to speak. The man was not exactly in tune with his sensitive side.
“Hey beastie the pug!” Cassian suddenly cried out and Azriel knew who he was talking about. “My little wingman–wingpug–got me together with Nes at Fey’s birthday. Come here, boy.”
Piglet trotted to Cassian and Cassian picked him up and laid him on his lap, and as soon as he did, Piglet promptly fell asleep.
“I am alive! I am dead! I am asleep! I am running! I am dead again! I am asleep!” Cassian muttered, and Azriel couldn’t help but smile. That really was Piglet in a nutshell.
Suddenly, Azriel began speaking, and Cassian stilled, listening and not making a sound.
“I don’t know what to do, Cass. Like she is driving me crazy. I am so consumed with her, I can hardly think straight. Everything is her. Every word, every gesture. I over-analyse all of it until I give myself a headache. If I don’t talk to her, I stalk her social media, to see if she posted anything…I have this photo of her that she sent me a while back. She was wearing my jersey in it, it was before that game with Liverpool. And I’ve looked at it so many times now, I think I’ve poked a hole in my phone screen.
“My thoughts…I scare myself sometimes. If she ever said no to me, if she tried to break it off, I think I would kidnap her, Cass. I would steal her and I would keep her in a cage,”
“Whoa,” Cassian breathed.
“I know. And I’d feed her my dick when she got hungry.”
“Az,”
“No, you don’t understand. She is everything to me, Cass. I want to hear her voice first thing in the morning. I want her face next to mine. I fucking want her to submit to me and be fucking mine!”
“I am assuming we are talking about Elain,” Cassian said carefully.
“No. About Kevin!” Azriel snapped.
“Okay, okay. But–I don’t understand–aren’t you with her already? Aren’t you two dating?”
“We are…kind of,” Azriel agreed. “But it’s like she has this wall around her that I can’t seem to penetrate. It’s tug and pull all the time. She is so skittish with her feelings,”
“Elain?” Cassian confirmed in disbelief.
“Yes! Elain. You think only Nesta is all prickly and cold? You’d think Elain would love all the lame couple things! But no. The moment I push even a little bit, she pulls back, as if she is scared…I’d never hurt her!”
“But others have,” Cassian said reasonably. “Wasn’t she engaged once? And the bloke cheated on her? And her current one–he is AWOL too,”
“I am her ‘current one’!!!” Azriel snarled viciously.
“Okay, sorry, I know,” Cassian said quickly. “That’s not what I meant, you know,”
“That’s exactly how she thinks as well! That somehow, this isn’t real. We are not real. That one day, I would walk away like those other cunts. But that’s not me. She’d have to cut me out of her with a knife,”
“Mate, enough with the graphic imagery today!” Cassian raised his arms defensively. “I just ate.”
“We had a fight today,” Azriel muttered. “A really stupid fight,”
“Aren’t most fights stupid?”
Azriel ignored him.
“What happened?”
“We had to take Pink to the vet,” Azriel explained. “And she texted me something in the car and when it popped up on my phone, she saw what she is saved under,”
“Which is what?”
“Mrs. Night.”
“Oh, well…” Cassian didn’t know how to respond to that.
“And she flipped out!” Azriel snapped. “She yelled at me and said that it’s too soon, that she didn’t ‘sign up for this’, that we’ve only known each other for a little over two months, and that I am–and I quote–her client!”
Cassian sighed. He sympathised with his brother, but he also understood Elain.
“Maybe you are moving too fast and it’s scaring her?”
“Oh, fuck off! This is not what I need to hear,”
“Maybe you need to give her a bit of space,”
“Out of the question,” Azriel said sharply. “I am not giving her any fucking space. She is mine. She was born to be mine. I love her and I will make her mine. She will be Mrs. Night. She will carry and birth my children. And we’ll die on the same day.”
“Well, I am glad to see that you are not all weird and intense about it,” Cassian said helplessly.
Azriel buried his face in his hands, shaking his head.
Cassian gently lifted Piglet off his lap and picked him up, cradling him to his chest. Then he got up from the chair and proceeded to give the worst piece of advice that he could possibly give.
“Why don’t you stop obsessing and do what she asks of you. Don’t push. Dial back the intensity like 134%. If she asks you for something, just do it, and show her that you’d be there for her. That when she needs you to do something, you’d do it.”
“Like I haven’t been,” Azriel groaned.
“Just keep going. Don’t talk about babies and how you’ll make her Mrs. Night. And I’d keep quiet about the cage thing too.
“It’s not a big thing, you know. It’s just a little fight. Everyone has those. Elain just need a bit of time.”
“So, do what she asks?”
“Yeah,” Cassian shrugged. “Do what she asks.”
-
**The song that Elain and Azriel danced to is called “Work’ by Charlotte Day Wilson
The Archeron sisters Christmas dresses (left to right: Feyre, Nesta and Elain)
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It's Not Fair...
Media The Artful Dodger
Character Jack Dawkins
Couple Jack X Reader
Rating Sad
Warning Labour and Csection
I finished up with surgery heading back into the prep room slipping off my apron and hanging it up on the hook before I walked across the room washing my hands in the small basin. As I dried my hands I heard the prep room door open I glanced over expecting to see Hetty or perhaps Sneed but the moment my eyes met her I smiled so widely. There she stood, dressed for the day in her little blue slippers, white cotton stockings, her long white cotton dress, her deep blue dress coat with many pleats and buttons down her chest but even so she couldn't do all the buttons up as it was impossible to do up over her swollen stomach leaving her white dress exposed, her sweet Y/H/C hair in a little braid down her back and her Y/E/C eyes meeting me with a gentle tired smile.
I wanted to cry she looked so cute!
"Look at you," I cooed, "You look like you're about to pop."
"I feel like I'm about to pop." she chuckled,
"Come here," I smiled taking her into my arms and stroking her stomach, "You look so beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, captivating, the most ravishing lady in the world,"
"You're just overexcited." she smiled,
"Of course, I'm excited to finally meet our little one."
"I think you just like seeing me pregnant,"
"Humm I admit, I do... enjoy the sight of you like this." I smirked, "Oh your swollen womb pushing out your stomach and stretching your skin, as you carry our little baby, feeling our little one growing and developing." I smiled stroking her baby bump and feeling the kicks, "Aww he's kicking?!"
"Kicking away again must be happy to see his daddy,"
"Well, daddy's very happy to see him and mummy too," I smiled giving her baby bump a bunch of little kisses, "How are you feeling?"
"Large. Swollen. In pain." she complained,
"I know Y/n, I know. But it won't be long till our baby comes." I smiled, "I am having the nurses sort my old room upstairs so you and I can start staying here,"
"I don't want to stay here Jack, I want to be home. In our little house, our little bed, so we can cuddle up by the fire while we wait for our little one."
"I know, I know that's what you want, and I want you to be home cosy in our bed too. But it's not safe. You go into labour while I'm here by the time someone gets to me and I get to you so much could have gone wrong." I explained, "I can't leave you on your own when you're this far along,"
"So I have to be shoved in an attic," she pouts,
"Well, you can have my old room? or you can have a hospital room? You need to be here where I can check up on you, where I can keep an eye on you, and where I can be close to take care of you Y/n,"
"Alright..." She slightly whined, "So long as it's best for baby."
"Well, I want it to be best for you too. for you and for baby." I kissed her sweet little forehead,
I turned over and sat myself up hearing my back crack and click as I did, I wasn't used to this bed again. I had learnt to become far used to our big cosy bed at home, and now back in my old bed, I wasn't getting much sleep. Didn't help I constantly put my hand on Y/n's stomach making sure everything was as it should have been. And she had been kicking me out of bed. Not on purpose, she's just grouchy from being pregnant and not being very comfortable in the bed either. I don't mind, if she has to push me off and kick me onto the floor so she and baby can be comfy, I'll happily sleep on the floor. Honestly, the floor might be more comfortable than trying to share a single old hospital bed with my pregnant wife. But I got up and got some clothes on as quietly as I could, and once dressed I knelt on the bed beside Y/n and stroked her beautiful Y/H/C hair running my hand down her pale skin in her white cotton nightgown. I stroked across her bump feeling tentative so as not to wake her her bump had dropped in the night, and it wouldn't be long a few days at most until her labour began. I didn't bear to wake her, let her rest while she still could. I kissed her bump softly right around where the baby's head lies, and then kissed her own forehead inhaling the scent of her Y/H/C hair before I pulled back. I didn't want to go, I wanted to stay and comfort her in my arms, but I knew there was so much work to do. So I climbed out of bed and moved silently out the door leaving the door open a crack to not risk the sound waking her, and in case she needed anything nurses would be able to hear her.
I headed around the hospital on my rounds when I saw Hetty rush over clearly something was wrong by the panic on her face and the speed she approached, I assumed something had fucked up with that damn Hernia patient in room four but she said one word. That made my blood run cold.
"Y/n."
I didn't ask questions, I dropped everything and bolted through the hospital like a creature possessed, up the stairs and into my old room to find one of the nurses holding her hand and dabbing her head with a damp cloth as she screamed in pain holding her stomach. I rushed to her side and took her hand checking her stomach and under her nightgown, Yep. She's in labour pretty deep in labour actually.
"How long."
"We don't-"
"How long has she been like this!"
"She began complaining of pain at ten o'clock, we thought it best to call you up now." Hetty nodded,
"Now... It's bloody half past three! Five hours and not ONCE did you think to come and tell me my wife is in LABOUR!" I yelled, "Y/n, darling are you okay?" I began but she grabbed me by the waistcoat and screamed into my face before collapsing onto the pillow again, "Fair enough." I nodded,
It was torture to hear her violent screams and see her body contort so much that I had to hold her down, It was utter agony to watch the woman I love in such pain, knowing there was nothing I could do to help her. We did everything possible to try and make her comfortable, or as comfortable as you can be with a baby coming out of you. But... we kept hitting dead ends. The moments felt like hours of trial and error but nothing seemed to be working, she was in labour deep in labour hours in at this point but... the baby just didn't move. I kept checking and checking but never once felt the head, her water had broken, her body knew this was happening and she pushed exactly as she should have doing everything I could have asked of her no matter the pain she felt. But still, the baby didn't come.
I didn't want to think it possible, not now. Not her... Not our baby, not my wife. But... it was becoming increasingly obvious what was wrong. I gave it one more check moving my hand to fully examine her even if it hurt her, and hurt me too.
"No?" Hetty asked as I moved my hand away and quickly cleaned it,
"No. We're in a time crunch. Her body's gonna keep pushing until the baby comes out. But..."
"But?"
"But... the baby is stuck. Her cervix either hasn't opened wide enough or the baby's at an angle it can't get through... it's stuck inside her. and her body will rip her apart trying to force it out."
"Then what do we do?"
"Out. All of you." I demanded,
The room cleared leaving Y/n and I alone, I sat beside her cradled her in my arms and kissed her head as much as I could as she let tears slip down her face.
"what's wrong..." she squeaked out,
"Baby isn't coming... He's stuck. Won't come out."
"You never told me that could happen..."
"Cause I didn't think it would happen! Not to you..."
"what do you need to do Jack..." she whispered,
"I don't have much time. As it is with your water broken we're running on borrowed time." I told her, "If we leave it... baby will die and it'll take you with him."
"what can you do?"
"... I... I could open you up. cut you open remove the baby but..."
"But what?"
"Y/n I'd kill you. You'd die within the sheets before it was even done."
"But it would save the baby?"
"Please do not ask this of me."
"But would it save the baby Jack?"
"... it could."
"Then do it."
"You can't ask me to kill you. You can't ask me to trade your life for the baby."
"but if you don't... you will have nothing. If it claims both baby and I. You will be left in this world with nothing," She explained, "I trust you. I love you. I know you can do this, I wouldn't want anyone else in this world to do this. Save our baby... Please."
"And if I kill you? If I pay the ultimate price for our baby... and I lose you. You think I could ever live with the blood of the woman I love on my hands?"
"can you live with yourself if you don't?" she asked, "knowing to sit there and hold my hand into the next life, knowing you watched me and our baby die without even trying to save him."
"You are worth more to me than an unborn child. I would trade his life for you a hundred times, I would trade the life of everyone in Port victory if it meant I could have you... Y/n... my darling... Please... You can't ask me to kill you,"
"Jack...Please." she begged, "Save him. Please."
"This is what you want?" I whispered between tears and she nodded, "Okay..." I nodded as I kissed her lips, "I love you so much, Y/n,"
"I love you too Jack," she nodded,
"Please..." I told her as I moved and grabbed my tools, "Whatever happens... Forgive me my darling."
"I will I promise," she nodded,
I grit my teeth but called Hetty back in, with no time to move her down to the theatre I did what had to be done. I tried to block out her, as I cut open the woman I loved like she was nothing but a piece of meat, trying to imagine this was any woman but her. Often having to brush tears from my eyes getting her blood over my skin, before finally the baby was out I handed him off to Hetty without much of a word.
As horrible as it sounds, I couldn't be happy... I couldn't look at him, even think about our baby when Y/n was under my blade the moment the baby and afterbirth were out. I began to work fast and delicately trying my best to ensure she survived.
"Jack-" Hetty began trying to get my attention, but I ignored her and focused only on Y/n.
I worked until my hands and fingers were sore, just trying to make sure everything was as good as I could make it and when the final stitch was in I finally stopped.
"Jack..." Hetty spoke up and I turned to see her with the baby in her arms,
I felt so cold to see the baby in her arms, I almost didn't want to see it. I thought I could have just given up Y/n for the baby.
"It's a boy." She said,
"Is he alive..."
"Yes, alive. Healthy. Bigger than most... likely the cause of-"
"Okay." I nodded stopping her from speaking doing my best not to cry,
"Will you hold him?"
"...I - I-"
"Jack, Hold him." she said, "He's happy, he's healthy," She said as she handed me the little baby wrapped in a swaddle cloth, I held him in my arms looking down at his little face but I felt this horrendous guilt in my stomach, I felt... like all of this was my fault. I could have just killed her. I could have brought a baby into this world robbing him of a mother, I could have taken the woman I love from this world, even as I held him... I couldn't believe he was worth it. I felt like I was to blame, like... if I hadn't ever gotten her pregnant... none of this would have happened, "He looks like you," Hetty tried to comfort me, she was right... he looked like me.
"It's not fair..." I gasped fighting back the tears that slipped down my face, "It's not fair. he should look like her. He should look like the most beautiful woman in the world... not like me." I answered, "I can't." I began to panic so I handed the baby back to her and gripped the bed desperate to get my breath, "Is she breathing..." I asked, "Is she breathing!"
The nurse checked and nodded,
"Let her rest. As long as she needs..." I nodded, "You both can go." I told them,
The nurse nodded and left so I took her place sitting on the bed and holding Y/n's hand finger on her pulse and my other hand on her diaphragm to feel her every breath. Hetty lingered for a moment, she set the baby in the Moses basket and moved it beside the bed even if I couldn't bear to look at him.
"Jack... Look at your son," she demanded, but I didn't move. "Y/n would want you to look. She'd want you to hold him. To love him... You can't blame him, Jack,"
"I don't... I blame myself."
"Jack... Y/n is alive. Your baby is alive. That is not something to blame yourself for, it is something to celebrate and rejoice in. How often is it a mother and baby both survive a cestion?"
"It's not over yet... Not until she's healed. all it takes is a second and I could lose her."
"So savour every second you have with them both." She said before she left the room,
I did my best not to look at him even if he cried I just wanted to hold Y/n a little longer, but I couldn't take his crying so I picked him up and cradled him for a moment letting his cries fade.
"... I- I am sorry little guy, I know I should be giving you attention, you probably miss all my cuddles and kisses I promised you but... I- I am far too worried about your mother." I whispered, "If anything happens to her, please forgive me, little guy, I know I won't ever forgive myself."
"Must you be dramatic," Her voice croaked,
"Y/n!" I jumped turning to her letting tears flood down my face so overjoyed to see her little Y/E/C eyes open, "You're alright!"
"..alive... don't know about alright," she giggled, "Is he okay?"
"He's a happy, healthy little boy."
"...good," She smiled she offered her arms and I carefully handed our little boy over to her kissing her head as she held him,
"I was so afraid I'd lost you,"
"as was I... I thought I'd lost both of you." she whispered, "Thank you, Jack, I know it was hard."
"I don't care how hard it was. I only care you're alive. You and our baby."
"He's beautiful, so sweet, for all the trouble he caused,"
"Yeah... I think he might forever be a little troublemaker."
"Umm, our little troublemaker." she smiled, "Have you named him?"
"no, I wanted to wait to know you were okay,"
"...I think... little Simon,"
"Simon Dawkins? It's perfect my darling." I cooed giving her and him little kisses, "I-I love our little boy, our little Simon,"
"I love him too," she cooed,
"I love you so so much Y/n," I told her as I stroked her cheek,
"I love you too Jack" she smiled giving my lips a soft sweet kiss.
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Love Is Contagious
〚 Notes - Im still doing my celebration fics this is just a little something I wrote as a Bday gift for @lots-of-pockets :D 〛
〚 Pairing - Scarlett x Reader 〛
〚 Summary - When you come home from work to sick, sniffly girlfriend you take it into your hands to make her feel better. 〛
〚 Wordcount - 730 〛
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You walked into your apartment and removed your jacket, setting your keys down on the table. Sitting down on the couch you were greeted by the sight of a snuggly Scarlett curled up in your favourite blanket.
Scarlett yawned and sat up a bit, revealing her red and runny nose. Despite her tired, exhausted looking eyes she smiled at you, pulling the blanket up in an inviting gesture and motioning you to sit down.
You put your coat down and sat next to her, wrapping your arm around her hips and you felt her head come to rest on your shoulder. "Is everything okay darling? Don’t take this the wrong way but you're not looking so hot, I mean of course you’re hot but I just mean that you look kinda…” You trailed off as you tried to find another word for awful, horrible or just plain miserable.
"Kinda under the weather?" You finally suggested, hoping it would soften your previous comment. Scarlett chuckled weakly, her voice hoarse and raspy.
"Yeah, that's one way to put it," she replied, sniffing and reaching for a tissue from the nearby coffee table. She blew her nose and sighed, leaning into your comforting embrace.
"I think I caught that cold going round set. My head feels like its stuffed with cotton and I just have that feeling that I almost need to sneez- Hhuh’tschoo!” She ducked her head into the blanket as her sneeze so excellently proved her point.
You couldn't help but smile and chuckle softly at Scarlett's sneeze, finding it endearing despite her obvious discomfort. You tightened your hold around her, providing a bit of warmth and support.
"Aww, bless you, sweetheart," you said affectionately, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "You poor thing, it sounds like you've really caught yourself pretty bad cold. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
Scarlett shifted in your embrace, adjusting the blanket around her shoulders. She looked up at you with watery eyes, her expression a mixture of gratitude and fatigue. "Honestly, just having you here with me makes me feel better already. But if it's not too much trouble, could you grab me a glass of water and maybe some tissues?"
"Of course, love," you replied, giving her a reassuring squeeze before getting up from the couch. You made your way to the kitchen, filling a glass with water and grabbing a box of tissues from the cupboard. You heard her sneeze and you called out a soft “Bless you!” as you returned to the living room. Upon returning you found Scarlett had reclined further into the cushions rubbing her blanket against her running nose.
“Here baby, take these.” You handed her the glass of water and the box of tissues, sitting back down next to her. Scarlett took a sip of the water, the cool liquid soothing her scratchy throat then reached for a tissue and blew her nose again, sniffling softly afterward.
"Thank you," she murmured, her voice still hoarse but with a touch of warmth. "You always know how to take care of me. You’re the best.”
You smiled, leaning in place a tender kiss on her slightly warm forehead. "It's my pleasure, darling. I hate seeing you feeling unwell though, is there anything else you need? Maybe some soup or a warm blanket?"
Scarlett shook her head, her eyes starting to droop. "No, I just need some rest and lots of cuddles. You're the best medicine, after all."
You chuckled softly, wrapping your arm around her once more. "Well, lucky for you, I have an endless supply of cuddles. Now, let's get you settled and cosy. I'll take care of everything."
With that, you helped Scarlett get comfortable on the couch, tucking her in with the blanket.
She snuggled closer to you, her breathing growing slow and steady as exhaustion washed over her.
You stayed by her side, gently running your fingers through her hair, offering soothing words of comfort as she drifted off to sleep.
You knew the road to recovery might take a few days, but you were determined to be there every step of the way, providing the love and care she needed to feel better. After all, being sick was never easy, but having someone like you by her side made all the difference in the world.
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Hi :) could i request a plushie smut of hyunjin and o, Oc holds their favorite plushie/stuff animal while their in their intimidated moment ❤️
Mr Rabbit
Paring: Hyunjin x f Reader
Rating: explicit (smut)
Genre: plushie smut, mild fluff
Warnings: unprotected sex
My first request on here yay! Hope you enjoy xo
- skulla
!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!
Reader holds a stuffie durning their moment with Hyunjin.
I sit behind the door waiting for Hyunjin to get back from rehearsal, any minute now..
i sigh; deciding to curl myself up into a ball, hugging onto my knees, along with a white rabbit plushie. I’ve been sitting here for what felt like a few hours now, slowly loosing my patience, getting more and more sleepy by the second.
My head tilts up as the rattle of keys fill the room, along with a click notifying me that the door has been unlocked.
“I’m back home! Oh there you are, why’re you on the floor?” A small chuckle escapes his lips, he sits down next to me hugging me tightly as I bury myself in his arms, dropping the plushie as I do so.
“You good?” He giggles, stroking my hair, making sure I can breathe properly while I’m pressed up against him.
“Mmmmmmfh..” i groan against Hyunjin’s chest as he hugs me tightly, making me feel warm and cosy like he’s protecting me from the outside word, not letting anyone into our little bubble.
I whine suddenly as I feel his cold finger tips walking on my skin. First my neck, then he begins tracing them down to my shoulder, caressing me softly. “Jinnie.. I was waiting for you..” I whine, wrapping myself around him.
“Aww looks like this little idiot missed me.. come on now let’s go somewhere more comfortable than the floor, mkay?”
I nod in response, smiling slightly as he picks up Mr. Rabbit taking him in his other hand as we walk through the hallway towards our room where he lays me down on our bed, cuddling against me and the plushie.
“Shit-“ I hear Hyunjin Mutter under his breath, well on second thought: it was more of a moan of some sort. “Jinnie? You okay? You m-made a noise.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, but he whines making it obvious for me to only to hear another breathy groan and to feel his raging hard on rubbing against me
“E-eh?” My eyes widen and my cheeks turn bashful red as I feel him fiddle with the top of my shorts, twirling his fingers around the waistband. “Princess, may I? I’m sorry I just, need you..”
he whimpers, getting my consent then taking off my shorts and panties together in a fast swipe, pulling them off and pushing me onto my back, topping over me in an instant.
Hyunjjn sticks his knee between my legs, accidentally putting pressure on my cunt, before reaching over to grab Mr Rabbit. “Just hold him tightly. I just, really need to be inside of you right now..!” I hold the plushie tight against my chest, listening to his begging and the rustle of his belt n pants dropping down to his feet, rubbing his cock against my folds.
My grip on the plushie tightens as Hyunjin continues to tease me, creating more friction between the small gap near our lower halfs.
“Put it in.. please I..” I sound like a whore begging for his dick, needing and craving him inside of me.
“Mmmph~ you ready? God sweetie, tighter than usual.. you take me so well..” he groans, beginning to pound me, slowly building up the speed as he slams himself in and out of my pussy. I bury my face into Mr Rabbit, hugging it tighter than ever before, letting Hyunjin do as he pleases to make himself and me, feel good.
“Fuck!” I moan; he grips my thighs, digging his fingernails into them so he can easily slide himself in and out of me. I sink my teeth into the plushie, moaning into the gap between its ears. My eyes watering as he penetrates my tight cunt.
“So fucking tight, oh baby, your walls are clenching me so fucking much.. oh my god~” he groans out, throwing his head back moaning in pain and pleasure.
My eyes tear up even more when I realise I accidentally nibbled a little hole in the plushie from biting it too hard, I’ll try to fix it later, just a small flimsy hole.
Hyunjin begins to pick up speed once again, continuing to abuse my insides as he holds onto my legs and hooks them around him. “I’m close gonna cum…” I mumble out softly, biting lip.
“Oh? Come on.. that’s it, Cum with me.” The rooms filled with the slapping of skin along with moans and whimpers as we reach our orgasms together.
“Fuck… that was good.. You okay?”
“Theres a hole in Mr Rabbit..”
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More sweetheart!George when girlie is ill/in her period…I feel like he’s the type to turn up at girlies house with a bag of girlies favourite sweets/chocolate/tea ect for an impromptu cuddle & movie session which may or may not end in him staying over 🤭
you cancel going to band rehearsal because you're feeling so shit and george is SO concerned (like, to the point where he can't really focus. quite endearing of him) - he makes matty drive him to the shop afterwards to stock up on sweets and ice cream and some flowers (just because), and then to your house, where your mum is like "oh thank god you're here she's been feeling down all day" lol. anyway, he tentatively knocks on your bedroom door like "angel? can i come in?", and you let out the saddest little "mhmm" he's ever heard; he can't help awwwing at how cutely pathetic you look, curled up in bed in your pyjamas, and you make grabby arms so he climbs in beside you and cuddles you. he's like "d'you want a hot water bottle? or tea? i'll go and make you some", and you're like "no i want you to stay here and cuddle me. m'sorry i cancelled earlier, by the way, baby. just felt shit" - george kisses your hair like "that's alright, babe. feeling better now?", and you're like "yeah, cos you're here". i think you do have a little makeout session, but it's mostly just snuggling and using george's hands in lieu of a hot water bottle while you watch the princess diaries films lol - your mum comes in just after ten pm to send george home, but when she sees the two of you fast asleep, him cuddling you protectively and you properly cosied into him, she leaves you be and exits the room with a smile on her face. she appreciates how well he takes care of you, she really does - loves him to bits, actually. but yeah, it's all cute <3
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jjk char reactions;
"hey baby, welcome home, what have you eaten today?"
"not much" :(
very hungry reader had no time to eat all day! fluffy + crack ish. just the main guys. older yuji + megumi. reader likes a lil spicy food. toji + megumi had some kind of relationship. soft sukuna [suggestive right at the end]
satoru gojo
totally overreacts
he'd find it amusing at first, seeing your pouty, hangry face
he will tease and goad you for being so hungry, with numerous belly pokes and cheek squeezes and saying you look cute like this
he'll pause his blabbering just to hear your tummy rumble and gurgle so he can laugh at you some more
after he's eventually finished mocking you and realises just how hungry you are, he'll pat your head and offer to get you something yummy
proceeds to teleport all over the city to collect your favourite dishes from numerous restaurants
comes home with way too much food, all packaged up in fancy boxes and bags- he can barely carry them all
of course, he got his favourites too- eats with you till you're stuffed
"You had THAT??? All day? Angel, baby, how did you survive? Aww, baby's so hungry she can't even fight back. Oh! You really are- oh, you can't stand up? Ok, just sit down here let me get your favourites. Just tell me what you need, I can get anything you want."
nanami kento
gets slightly annoyed then proceeds to mother you like you're his baby chick
he gets a bit worried; he really cares about you and needs to know you're looking after yourself
if not, he will do it for you
he will get out his cook books, have you flick through them and make a choice for your starter, main and dessert
he'll sit you on the kitchen counter while he makes the most wholesome home cooked meal, that he proceeds to serve beautifully !!!
oh, and of course, he won't be letting you feed yourself ever again- starting from tonight
he'll be taking the food to your mouth himself, just to make sure you eat it all
"That's irresponsible, honey. I can go back to making you packed lunches if you want? It really wasn't that much hassle. Ok, right, we can talk about that later. Just sit up here- yep, good girl. We have lots of fresh ingredients so just tell me whatever you want. Oh, you like my cooking? Good, well let me take care of you."
suguru geto
he's endlessly patient with you
like kento, he will be mothering you <3
he asks what exactly you've eaten in the day while stroking your belly gently
he presses sympathetic kisses to your forehead in the hopes to wipe that miserable expression off your face
of course, it works, and he takes your hand and guides you to the living room
he'll lay you down on the sofa, bring you your favourite drink and get you cosy and comfortable
he'll give you one more kiss before leaving for the kitchen
he puts on his apron and waits on you like you're his damn goddess
"Baby, come here, you've got all hangry now. Come on, I need to see your pretty face smiling ok, don't look so grumpy. Just take my hand, yeah come here. Just sit tight, I'll make your favourites, ok? Mm, does that sound good? Ok, good girl, just wait here for me."
toji fushiguro
condescending, belittling, bit mean
but still gives you the goods... eventually puts on his 'best dad' apron that Megumi got him as a joke but he secretly loves it
spanks your ass for banter but nearly makes you fall over
picks you up over his shoulder when he realises what kind of state you're in
plonks you on the sofa and strolls to the kitchen
he's not rushing around for you, he doesn't show you much sympathy in his words- but the food he gives you... says it all
places a little kiss on your cheek and tells you to enjoy the meal (it's so much that you will be full for all of tomorrow as well)
"What? That's nothing, doll. What's up with you? You didn't have any cash? No time, huh. 'kay, well since you're too dumb to prepare food for the day yourself guess I'll have to do it now, hm. Jesus- 'soon as one kid grows up and moves out, looks like I've got myself another one huh? Right, you're not my girl. And I'm not your daddy?"
megumi fushiguro
acts as though it's not his problem- which it really isn't but you're feeling so needy that you just want him to buckle this once and show you some sympathy
you have to spell it out for him that you want him to help you
but once he understands that you want him to take care of you, he feels this odd sense of pride that you're asking
and of course, you've tasted his cooking before- he's amazing and you'd love to encourage him to do it more often
he knows what you like already, so he just cooks in silence and serves you the most delicious meal, filled with all the right spices
it doesn't blow your head off, but gets your tongue tingling in the most satisfying way
once you're done he tidies up immediately and asks if everything was alright
feels more relaxed now you've got everything you need- curls up on the sofa with you and snuggles all night
reminds you to eat well by text every day from now on
"Uh huh. Right. Are you going to make something then? What are you looking at? Oh, you want me to do it? Uh, ok, sure. I suppose I'm not too bad at cooking. Good, I'm glad you liked it. Sure, I can cook for you more often."
yuji itadori
like satoru, flaps around and overreacts like crazy
accidentally makes it worse by talking about all the delicious foods he'd like to eat right now if he were hungry
apologises profusely when he hears your belly rumble and immediately offers to buy you take out
starts to feel sorry that you've had such a hectic day that you couldn't even eat properly
carries you to the sofa like you're his princess and lays you down there with your favourite show on tv
shows you lots of affection and sympathy <3
sits with you and gives you little kisses till your food arrives
"What!!! I can't even imagine how hungry I'd be if that's all I ate! Are you kidding??? That's crazy, there are so many yummy places to eat out there sweetie, you couldn't choose or something? No, oh you just didn't have enough time? Oh wow, you must've been so busy baby, let me order something for you right away!!"
ryomen sukuna
he'd act like the most annoying dad at first
proceeds to chastise you like you're some kind of idiot for not being able to get a good meal all day long
teases you for what feels like an eternity, making shitty jokes about how many mouths he has to feed
finally lets up when you get on your knees on the kitchen floor to start raiding the cupboards
picks you up and you cling to him like a lil baby monkey, trying to kiss his tattooed face when he sets you on the sofa surprisingly lovingly
he just pushes you off and heads to the kitchen
he's never cooked for you before, but it's surprisingly good and you eat it all so quickly he chuckles and offers you dessert by tugging at the waistband of his pants
"Silly girl, can't even take care of herself. Ok, ok, chill out. I'm only kidding, let me do it. Here, you really are a useless brat. Just- no- lie down if you can't do anything else. Yes, I'll make something for you. Whatever. O-oh, you're still hungry...?"
reblog if ur hungry lol
also idk what happened to me with this one- will never write fluff again haha
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Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you all have a lovely day if you are celebrating. Sending you all my love if you are finding this Christmas period difficult. Hope you enjoy this instagram file xx
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Fantasy/dream part 2
Need to specify, no minors appear in my dreams or fantasies, so 18+ only.
I've just cum and I feel cosy and warm. Daddy holds me, lets me come down from the high. I lean back to look at him and he kisses me. It's a slow kiss, with a little tongue. He looks into my eyes and it's like I can read his mind, I know what he wants.
"Down."
I get down on my knees and he's helping me get rid of the shirt I'm wearing.
"Nothing under? Good girl."
His hand moves over my blonde hair that's braided, I know he likes that. I like doing things for him. Seeing him get excited about something makes me happy.
His thumb moves over my lips and I open my mouth, waiting for him to slip it in. I never realized how much I liked sucking on things, until recently. It's hot, sucking on his fingers. I suck on his thumb, getting into it, making sure it's really wet. I get aroused being on my knees, while he sits on the couch. I don't think he minds where I suck him off, but he knows this turns me on. I feel like a good girl on my knees for him. And he always makes me want to be such a good girl for him.
I have to let go off his thumb as he removes it and opens up his pants. I can feel a tingle in my pussy. When he takes out his cock, he's already a little hard. I get proud that it’s me who gets him hard. I don’t want him getting hard for other baby girls.
"Open" he tells me and I do. I open my mouth and let him tap his cock on my tongue that I'm sticking out for him.
I let out a moan and he grins.
"Want to taste Daddy?"
I nod and he shakes his head. Fuck, he knows I'm shy and he loves to force me to voice my consent.
"Yes."
"Yes what baby?"
"Yes, Daddy."
He lets go of his cock and I'm finally allowed to suck it. It's a nice size, filling my whole mouth. I suck it, at times slurping on it, getting it nice and wet, trying to fit it all in my mouth.
"Good girl" he tells me and cups my cheek.
I try to take him down my throat, but I gag. I take his cock out of my mouth and drool falls down on my lap.
"Aww baby, trying to be too greedy too soon?"
I look down, a shade of pink forming on my cheeks.
"Eyes up."
I look into his eyes.
"Want Daddy to help you take him deep?"
"Yes... please."
I suck him for a while, he lets me set the pace, letting me lick him at times, playing with his balls, trying to take him deep, but end up gagging with tears in my eyes.
"So beautiful."
His praises wash over me and I get even more wet. It doesn't help that he stands up and he looks even taller now. So, I might have a slight size kink. I like to be small, so that I can fit on his lap and so he can carry me around. I like having his bigger hand anywhere on my body, because it covers so much skin, compared to if it were my own hand.
"Relax your throat, let me fuck that pretty mouth."
I try to relax, position so that he can fuck my mouth as deep as he can. He fucks into my mouth and I can feel the drool running down my mouth, as I try to suck him and deepthroat him.
"Such a good girl, you're doing so good. My messy little one, you know Daddy likes to see you drool."
He's been trying to teach me to take him all the way and I want to learn, I want to be able to do it.
He fucks my mouth faster and I feel my pussy flutter. I want him inside me, fucking me, taking me, claiming me as his.
"Fuck! That's it baby, let Daddy fuck you a little harder and I'll cum down your throat."
He fucks harder and I feel him hitting my throat. I'm trying to do my best and apparently it's enough, because he grunts and grabs at my braids.
"Look at me."
I look into his eyes and he looks proud, which makes my pussy gush.
”Good. Feel my cock down your throat. Take it.”
My mouth is filled and I like it.
"My baby girl, doing so well. Swallow everything I give you."
I already know I probably won't be able to, but I'll try.
A few more thrusts and he cums into my mouth. Most of his cum runs down my throat and I try to swallow what I have left in my mouth, but some runs down my jaw.
"Lick it clean."
I lick his cock clean and he grabs the cum from my jaw on his fingers and offers them to me. I lick them clean too.
"Perfect baby. Next time you swallow everything or Daddy won't let you cum."
I whine, ready to start an argument, but he laughs softly. I always want to cum, it's the worst punishment he could give.
"Are you still wet?"
"Yes."
"Did it feel good to suck Daddy's cock?"
I nod and blush a little.
”Words baby. Tell Daddy.”
"Very good, it got me so wet."
"Good. You did such a good job. Let's take care of your pussy next."
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You'd dated Suho when you were a trainee but it wasn't really a relationship more a baby one. You were both so young and innocent it was really sweet and soft. You were each other's first relationship and cared about one another but mutually agreed to end it as you rarely got time to see one another. It was more a sweet friendship than a passionate relationship and that's why you were surprised by how you felt seeing Suho perform years later.
Exo always gave great performances so you were excited to see them on stage but almost immediately your eyes went straight to Suho because
he looked really good! It was a sexy concept and it suited him so well. He was acting wonderfully and had transformed from a sweet leader into a hot performer. You'd always thought he was good looking but this was something different. You were admiring him and kind of wishing you were that dancer with him. The thought was so sudden it shocked you but stuck with you all night so when you went home you searched for recent Exo performances which again was something you hadn't done in years. You'd stayed friendly with Exo but hadn't really kept up to date with their music. You realised Suho had turned into a really good performer and again he stood out to you in their music videos making you feel warm, especially with any of their hot concepts. Then a clip came up of Exo showing off Suho's abs and you nearly spat out your drink because since when was Suho so ripped? He did not look like that when you dated him and you were more than attracted to him after all this time than you had ever been when you were dating him.
You couldn't get Suho out of your head and when the next award show came around you got nervous knowing he'd be there. You were extra conscious of your appearance and wanted to look good. You wanted him to spot you and do a double take. For him to feel what you felt when you saw him. Your group Twice were seated across the aisle from Exo and you managed to get a seat at the end of the row by letting all the girls go in front of you. Jihyo shot you a confused look and Jeongyeon looked concerned. So you claimed it was because you'd be the one going to the bathroom all the time and they believed you. From your view, you could see Suho clearly and you tried to act like you didn't even know he existed but your eyes kept going to him. He was wearing a gorgeous warm jumper that fitted him wonderfully and looked so cosy, really suiting the winter weather. You couldn't help but imagine how soft it must be or what it'd be like to run your hands across it. Finally, Suho looked up and happened to catch your eye. He smiled at you and you smiled back at him.
You wanted more out of that interaction but what could you do across a crowded room with cameras and idols everywhere? So when a chance presented itself at the after party you decided this was more appropriate.
You saw Suho go up to the bar alone and followed. You pretended you didn't know he was there and when he called your name did a fake "I didn't see you? How are you?". You went in for a hug and Suho happily hugged you back "I'm great! How are you? Loved your most recent song by the way". "Aww that's so sweet thank you!" you smiled "I'm good too! You look really nice tonight by the way, I was thinking that earlier". Suho looked down at his jumper "really?" and you nodded "yeah you always looked good in red" you said way more confidently than you felt. Suho's smile only got brighter "thanks! You look amazing as always". "As always?" you asked and Suho rolled his eyes "come on Y/n you know you're a knockout and always have been". You blushed slightly "I wouldn't describe myself that way but if you insist, it takes one to know one". "I'll happily accept that too" he smiled and you could see the cogs turning in Suho's head and he paused before asking "would you like to get a drink with me? We can catch up". You agreed and broke off on your own finding a small table for 2 while both your members stared wondering if they'd gone back in time.
After you'd finished your drink you both figured it was best you go back to your members and the second you sat down yours had tons of questions for you. "Okay what's going on?" Jihyo asked "did we really just see you flirting with Suho?". "We were just catching up" you argued but Dahyun shot you a look "you were laughing and flicking your hair a lot for just a catch-up". You blushed "I think I want him again okay?". "You think?" Sana asked and you blushed "okay I know! I've been feeling this attraction to him for a few weeks because he's so hot and he never had a body like that when we were dating so I kind of got roped back in. Am I an idiot?". "No!" all the girls cried. "Y/n you can sleep with whoever you want, it doesn't have to mean anything" Nayeon said "unless you want it to" Jeongyeon said and Nayeon nodded. "I don't blame you at all" Momo said "if my ex suddenly got a lot hotter I'd be right back in there". The girls all agreed and Chaeyoung turned to you "okay so what can we do?". "Do?" you asked and Tyuzu nodded "how can we help you get Suho?". "You want to help?" you asked and Sana rolled her eyes "of course! He was totally eyeing you up and down so it shouldn't be hard but what do you want to do?". "I'm not sure, what do you think is best?" you asked and Jihyo smiled "shots and dancing, I'm telling you Suho will be up as soon as he sees you out there". You were a blushing mess but agreed and all your girls cheered. Jihyo bought tons of shots for courage and then the girls all made a big deal about heading for the dance floor so nobody in the place could miss it, including Suho.
When Suho returned to his table he got a similar treatment with the boys all teasing him and demanding to know what was happening. He shrugged feeling the right amount of tipsy "I don't know, Y/n was being cute and flirty so I decided to have a drink with her. That's all". The guys nodded "sure, sure, sure" not believing him but left him alone. Then when they all saw you go up to dance with your friends Suho sat up straighter. He watched you being swept away by your girls and Sehun burst out laughing seeing his face "excited hyung?". Suho blushed as the other members realised what was happening. "Go and dance with her" Chanyeol said and Suho paused "I don't know...". "Oh come on she was so into you!" Kai said and Baekhyun nodded "totally giving you bedroom eyes". Suho was still unsure so Sehun sighed "do you want us to come with you?". "Yes please" Suho said and Kai, Baekhyun, Chanyeol, Lay and Sehun all came with him. Chen, Xiumin and D.O. said they'd cheer from the sidelines.
You of course noticed Suho appear on the dance floor near you and felt drawn to him but tried to play it cool. Then your most social members started interacting playfully (Dahyun and Chanyeol to be specific) and so you were mixed up together. Suho found you and shot you a beautiful smile which you tried your best to return despite how nervous you felt.
You started dancing near one another, then gradually got closer until you were in front of one another. Suho was definitely following your lead and when you put your arms around his neck he was more than happy to close that distance. He put his hands on your waist and moved his hips beautifully. When did Suho get so good at sexy dancing? Your brain couldn't comprehend how hot your ex was and how this had snook up on you. Everyone else in the room may as well have vanished because all you could see was Suho and he felt similarly about you.
The way you were moving was driving him crazy and he remembered why he'd asked you out all those years ago. "I forgot just how beautiful you are" Suho whispered and you sighed, turning to face him "trust me the feeling's mutual" and kissed him. Suho kissed you back immediately and stop dancing so he could concentrate wholly on you. You trailed your hands from his shoulder to his neck to his chest and sighed when you felt the muscle there. Suho laughed recognising that look "want to get out of here?". "Hell yes!" you agreed and ran to Suho's place which was a short walk away.
You remembered the way even after all this time and both laughed at how spontaneous this was. When you got inside the cold had got you on the short walk and Suho noticed rubbing your arms. "You're freezing, let me help you" and he picked you up carrying you upstairs. You laughed at the sensation and Suho lay you down on the soft blankets before he felt the cold of your legs. "Even your poor beautiful legs too" he said "I'll have to pay them some attention" and you shivered at the way he looked at you. "Just whatever you're going to do, start already" you said and Suho nodded "as you wish" and he got to work.
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"So, not that I'm not very happy with this but what prompted this tonight for you?" Suho asked. "Honestly? It's been building for a few weeks when I started noticing how well you've matured and how hot you've gotten. Not that you weren't before just previously you looked like a teenager and now you're a man" you said blushing. Suho couldn't be happier to hear that and his grip on you tightened. "So what about you?" you asked. Suho smiled "honestly I've always found you attractive even after we've broken up. But I stopped looking at you figuring you didn't want me but tonight when you started sending signals it didn't take me long to want you again. I agree that now we're both older everything's better. You're so much more confident now and it's really hot". "Well when I see a video of your abs what was I meant to do ?". "Ahhh so that's what sparked it?" Suho asked laughing and you agreed "I couldn't stop thinking about you after it so yeah". Suho smiled "really? Wanna tell me what it made you think of?" with a mischievous smile "then I can recreate it for you". You blushed but couldn't resist an offer like that so told him your dreams and he made them a reality.
The next morning you got the weirdest sense of déjà vu waking up next to Suho. Then last night came back and you couldn't stop smiling. You knew hooking up with an ex was meant to be a big no-no but you didn't care. Last night was amazing and it felt so nice to be with someone who already knew you well. To skip the formalities and go straight to what you wanted.
You checked the time on your phone before returning to lay beside Suho and he opened an eye. "Good morning" he said wrapping an arm around you and you settled against him pressing a small kiss to his chest "good morning". He chuckled and you dozed for a little while together before the other guys got up and made it impossible to sleep. Suho invited you to stay for breakfast and you agreed.
When you came downstairs the kitchen was full of Suho's members who you suspected had all made it to breakfast for this very reason. They all watched you as you walked in like curious puppies and there was a slight tension in the room but not necessarily a bad one. "So how was it?" Baekhyun asked suddenly breaking the silence and D.O. punched his arm. "I meant being back here not the sex!" he cried massaging his arm. "It's nice being back" you admitted "although I'm getting the weirdest déjà vu with everything. I had to remember what year it was when I woke up and saw your nightstand" you said to Suho who smiled "yeah maybe I should've redecorated in 3 years" making the boys laugh. The boys asked how you'd been getting on and you caught up with their lives. Chen was showing you pictures of his children when Sehun knocked Suho to get his attention. "So what is this hyung? Are you back together?". Suho paused "I'm not sure" he admitted "I don't think so" he said watching you with Chen "neither of us have said anything about it so I guess it's just casual". "Fair enough" Sehun nodded and Suho's gaze returned to you. He smiled at how excitedly you chatted to Chen and felt happy you were back in his life in some fashion.
Suho drove you home afterwards and you paused outside your house. You could tell he wanted to say something, to ask what this was, so decided to beat him to it. "So last night was really fun, would you maybe like to do it again?". Suho's eyes lit up as he looked at you. "Yes I'd love to!" he smiled "you have my number so just text me if you want me". Your stomach fluttered at those words and you dodged "definitely" before getting out of the car. When you got to your front door you looked back and found Suho watching you. He blushed and you saw him swear and laugh. You waved to him and he waved back adorably before driving away.
The second you opened the door you had an audience. "Sooooo" your members asked when you walked in and you smiled "it was amazing" and they all cheered. "Did you have fun?" Nayeon asked and you nodded. "He was so hot and good and just made me feel amazing" you blushed making the girls giggle excitedly. "That's a resounding yes!" Chaeyoung cried and you smiled "we've agreed something casual, he told me to text him whenever I want him". The girls all erupted and there was a mix of congratulations and joking anger that you'd found a hot hookup so easily. "Do you think it will ever evolve into more?" Dahyun asked and everyone went quiet to hear your answer. "I'm not sure because didn't we already do that? We tried dating and it didn't work". "Yeah but you dated ages ago when you were different people" Jihyo pointed out. "Plus you never broke up because you were incompatible you said it was because you were too busy and there was no passion, the first part hasn't gone but we can safely say the second has!" Jeongyeon said. You blushed but couldn't disagree "that's true but for now I'm just going to see how we go. Just have some fun together" and the girls all cheered again.
You and Suho settled into a nice casual agreement seeing each other about once a week usually at the weekends. You alternated places so it was fair on the members and you actually fit into one another lives again very easily, almost eerily. Like Jihyo said you had changed in your time apart so there were noticeable differences but the same Suho was there too. He hadn't lost any of the sweet characteristics he had as a trainee and he'd just matured perfectly like a fine wine.
Your deal was quite exciting and any event where Suho was also in attendance gave you excited butterflies. You were aware of where he was in the room at all times and couldn't wait to see him again later. Today you were sat a few tables down from him and yet you could feel when he was looking at you and caught him a fair few times making him blush. You knew you should probably look away from him to hide your agreement but you couldn't help it!
When you performed the members were all smiling and Suho tried not to react but he loved watching you perform. You came alive on the stage and your strut was runway-worthy. His eyes were on you in the dance break and when you reached the high note and sent a wink out in his direction he went very pink and warm. The guys were all giggling and Suho drank a lot of water trying to cool himself down. When you checked your phone after the performance you saw you'd gotten one from Suho and smiled. "Fancy skipping the party and going straight back to mine?" it asked. You didn't even have to think about the reply.
Your members were thrilled at how this was playing out. They saw how kindly Suho treated you and loved that this arrangement was working so well and they weren't the only ones. When you told your sister you were involved again she was thrilled. When you asked why she was so happy she told you she always liked Suho and knew he'd treat you kindly. One day you got home from rehearsal late and found Suho playing a video game with Mina casually on the sofa. It was so sweet and to see your quietest member had accepted him spoke volumes. "You okay"? Suho asked seeing you staring and you nodded "yep I'm just happy" and Suho beamed "good".
The next morning you were in bed chatting when Suho casually said "your sister followed me on Instagram again" and you paused. "Yeah, I told her we're hanging out and she has a strong reaction". "Bad?" Suho asked and you shook your head "no the opposite, she was very happy". "Really?" Suho asked "why?'. "She likes you, says you're a nice guy" you said poking his shoulder and Suho smiled. "I am huh?". "Guess you're okay" you said and Suho smirked "just okay?" trying to turn you to face him. "Yep" you said trying not to look at him but Suho just leaned over you and kissed you, distracting you immediately. When he pulled away he smiled "still just okay?". "No you're perfect" you replied and kissed him again.
Your words stuck with Suho and he wondered if to just go all in and tell you how he felt. He'd been so happy since he'd been seeing you again and all the members noticed. "You smiled a lot anyway but now it's continuous" Chen said and Chanyeol added "and when Y/n's been over the night before notice how his step is higher? He does a skip". The members all agreed and Suho had no idea he even did that. "I'm just happy" he shrugged mimicking you and they all awed. "We're pleased for you" Xiumin told him and Kai nodded "have you asked her out? I mean are you together?". Suho shook his head "she said to just keep it casual so we're not dating or anything". "But do you want to be?" Baekhyun asked "you both seem really happy together and this feels a little more than a fling. You text all the time and only have eyes for one another". Suho shrugged "well I don't know, Y/n could be with other guys besides me". Lay shook his head "based on how she acts around you, I don't think so" and the guys agreed. "I don't want to scare her away" Suho admitted "what if I ask and she's not even contemplating a relationship?". The guys nodded seeing Suho's concern and let the subject drop but Baekhyun had an idea.
He decided if Suho wouldn't ask you then he'd get an answer...from one of your members but he just had to work out which one?
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This will be a two part series and part two is HERE
I always thought Suho was the cute member and then I saw this video and lost it because HE’S HOT TOO? So that’s what inspired this series :)
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do you think rome has ever made a mixtape songs for lukas when he gets bored?
Roman takings tips from those early 2000's Cosmo "How To Impress Your Man" lists. I actually see Lukas as the mixtape guru - he'd make Roman his own Spotify playlist.
Bored Roman would wander around the house and send Lukas multiple voice notes about the stuff he finds:
"What's this green stuff in your fridge? It looks gross. Eww... it tastes like grass. Why are you eating grass? There's nothing normal in your fridge by the way... even your bread is weird. What is Limpa? Ohh ok that actually tastes nice... Eww pickled fish. Your country is weird. I ate all your bread by the way."
"Your mom called so I told her you abandoned me to work... she's gonna send me baby Lukas pictures via email. I might put them on insta... I haven't decided yet... Oh my god you look like a baby giant... Your poor mom having to shove you out of her vagina. Ok you're actually kind of cute for a baby giant with your little knitted hat on... Aww baby Lukas at the zoo... ha, that giraffe must be related to you. All my baby pictures are with the nanny... or with Shiv looking like a bald egg. Thats depressing."
"We should go to that new Italian on the upper East side... I called and they said they'd do plain pasta for you... only if you want to though. You probably have boring work stuff to do or Tom will want to take you to show off. I can just go with Shiv and listen to her complain about how the baby ripped apart her vagina for the millionth time. Having a baby sounds gross but at least Lilly is cute... and small, not a baby giant like you were. I'll just take Lilly to the Italian. Babies can eat pasta, right?"
"Just so you know I've taken one of your sweaters cus I can't work out the heating system. Why are your arms so long? Like, how to you even operate them? Ohh this kinda cosy... you'll have to buy another one because I'm keeping this one. I'm in your closet by the way and it's giving serial killer. Nobody is that organised. Or neat. I bet if you decided to murder me this is where you'd hide my body. Or you'd stitch me up inside a bear carcass. Ohh cool... you have the shirt I wore when I first stayed over. You're such a dork. But in, like, a cool way and FUCK! Don't worry I'm not dead, I just tripped over one of your massive shoes. Is that how you came to the US? Via shoe-boat? You know, cus your Mister Viking and stuff... Ok, so I have a question... Are your stupidly big feet an indication of how big other stuff is? Cus it kind of feels that way when you cuddle me but... actually forget I asked that. I'm just gonna delete this..."
"You're asleep when I'm sending you this but I think you need to know how much you look like a dead body when you sleep. Here... I'm sending you photographic evidence... Why don't you make any noise? Like at all? You keep telling me I say a bunch of random shit in my sleep and... oh you moved. I'm gonna whisper from now on... Wait, what if you're actually dead? I'd get the blame and end up in fucking prison being molested by the guards. I can't go to prison so I'd have to dismember you in the bathroom or something. Also thank you for not being mean about the whole dick to shoe ratio... and for the drawing. Cus you know i've never really... well, anyway it makes it less scary even if you can't draw for shit. I'm just going to pet your hair for a bit cus I know you like that... Oh fuck I woke you up!"
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— omg a new post? shocker 😹 LMAO dw im still writing polaroid love but i wanted to put out smth in the meantime to celebrate taro’s birthday (even if it’s late) 🫶🏼
💌 • 7:43pm
you loved the snow. you loved how pretty it looked, the white crystals beautifying everything they touched, you loved the cosy atmosphere it came with, and, most importantly, you loved how the cold temperature gave you an excuse to be extra affectionate with boyfriend!shotaro.
you shivered, tightening your grip on his arm as you two walked down the busy streets together, “taro, baby, i’m so cold.”
he furrowed his eyebrows, you couldn’t tell if he was simply confused at why you were stating something so obvious or suspicious of your little act. the concerned look on his face as he stopped to take his scarf off and wrap it around your neck told you that it was the former.
“what did i say about layering up in the cold, y/n! you know i don’t want you to get sick.” even when shotaro was scolding you, you couldn’t help but find him adorable, but, he still wasn’t giving you what you wanted.
“i know, i know, i just thought…” you trailed off, realising how silly and needy you would sound.
“thought what?” he asked as he adjusted the scarf. as soon as he was satisfied with it, he took your hand in his, putting your intertwined hands into his pocket.
“n-nothing,” you smiled to yourself as you felt him rub his thumb against your hand.
shotaro glanced over at your flushed face, “eh? are you still cold, love? or… aww, are you flustered?”
he faked a gasp, before giggling at how adorable you looked trying to deny the effect he had on you.
“wh— huh? what? n-no! it’s just cold, okay!” you used your other hand to bring the scarf up to cover your face, but that wasn’t enough to stop shotaro’s endearing teasing.
“mhm, sure you are,” he pinched your cheek with his free hand, chuckling at the way you scrunched your nose in feigned annoyance. “ooh, look, a café! let’s go in and warm up, and while we’re there, how about i get you a hot chocolate? y’know… since you’re so cold.”
“shut up,” you rolled your eyes, lightly smacking shotaro’s arm as he laughed to himself. “sounds good though,” you added quietly, snuggling into his side.
you reached the café in no time, your steps had quickened with the thought of having a warm and sweet drink. as your boyfriend opened the door for you, a pleasant ding resonated from the bell above the door and a wave of warmth washed over you both. you let out a sigh of relief, loosening the scarf around your neck and taking your hood off.
“it’s quite busy, can you get a table for us while i order, sweetheart?” shotaro asked, letting go of your hand as he joined the long queue.
you nodded, heading towards a small table in the corner and taking a seat. you put your (well, shotaro’s) long puffer coat on the chair opposite from you to save it, savouring the warmth of the indoors before you had to leave again. although the café heating was doing its job, you had to admit you missed the warmth of your boyfriend’s touch.
as if he had read your mind, you felt shotaro’s hand on your shoulders—you didn’t have to turn around to know it was him when you heard the cheeky giggle escape his lips as he slid into the chair you’d saved.
“one large hot cocoa to share, and a sweet treat for my sweetheart,” he grinned, his eyes crinkling into crescents as he placed the cup and an adorable, little snowman cupcake in front of you.
“aww, baby, thank you! oh my god, it’s so cute,” you brought the cupcake closer to you to admire it, picking off a small snowflake sprinkle with a little bit of icing and tasting it. shotaro’s smile widened as he saw your eyes light up at the sweet flavours.
“i knew you’d love it! eat up, we’ve got a lot of members to buy christmas presents for.” he took a quick swig of the hot chocolate once he noticed you were too preoccupied with the cupcake to have even touched the drink.
“ah, that’s right, but i don’t think i can bring myself to eat him now that i’ve named him,” you pouted, patting the snowman’s strawberry jam scarf.
“you— what’s his name?”
“snowtaro,” you covered your mouth with your hand, embarrassed at how funny you found something so silly. lucky for you, shotaro had the same nonsensical sense of humour that you did, and once his laughter started, you couldn’t hold yours back.
“ahh, y/n, you cutie, how about you take a picture to remember… snowtaro by, and then you can eat it and enjoy it!” he suggested, still giggling at the name and how amusing you found it.
“hmph, okay, okay,” you nodded, following what shotaro had said and finally taking a bite of little snowtaro. “oh wow, i didn’t think it was possible but it tastes better than it looks!”
the smile on shotaro’s face didn’t seem like it was leaving any time soon as he watched you alternate between bites of the cupcake and sips of the hot chocolate, letting out quiet ‘mmm’s and ‘ooh’s that he couldn’t help but find endearing.
“i love you.”
“hm?” you looked up, your mouth full as your boyfriend caught you mid-chew.
“ah,” shotaro’s gaze wandered anywhere but your face, the blood rushing to his cheeks at how flustered he was—he couldn’t even blame the cold for it.
“i-i didn’t even realise i said anything, it must’ve just slipped out,” he added. it wasn’t like he hadn’t said it before, but it wasn’t something he said so often or so easily.
“i meant it though.”
shotaro finally looked up, your eyes locking as he did. he traced your beautiful features, finding beauty in the perfect—your sparkling eyes, your bright smile—and the imperfect—the cupcake crumbs beside your mouth, the brown hot chocolate stain on your white turtleneck. he might have found it hard to tell you he loved you, but he never, ever found it hard to love you.
“i love you too, taro,” you replied, reaching across the table to connect your hand with shotaro’s. the sincerity in your voice and your touch set his heart ablaze, a warmth that nothing and nobody else could ignite but you.
he brought your hand up to his lips and pressed a chaste kiss to it, leaving you both as smiley and giggly as you were before you had eaten snowtaro.
it was in that moment that shotaro finally understood why you loved the snow so much. not just because it was pretty or because it was cosy, but because of the warmth you felt when you were together. the warm, loving moments he spent with you made the chilling winters worth it. you made it worth it.
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