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rookie year | chapter 10

Pairing: LaMelo Ball x fem!reader

Word Count: 3,528

Warnings: All characters in this pic are 18+. Minors DNI. Swearing, drug use, sexual context, all that sh*t.

A/N: early af upload but I am way to excited for next chapter lol, as always enjoyyyy and tell me how you feeeel

November 22nd 2019

Incoming call:

Momma 💕

“Morning,” You mumbled softly while keeping your eyes shut.

“Happy birthday to you….” you heard your mother and father begin singing along to the birthday song together through the entire song.

It was definitely way too early for tears.

“Awww man, I just woke up, now I’m crying already,” you sighed.

“It’s okay. It’s your birthday, and they’ll be plenty time for happy moments,” your mother chuckled.

“True, I’m so happy you called, thank you,” you sniffed.

“Of course honey, we wouldn’t miss it for a thing, I’ll see you later,” your mom replied.

“I love you guys,” you gushed.

“We love you to, let us know when you’re on your way. Enjoy your morning,” your mom replied before disconnecting the line.

Today is your 20th birthday. (Sorry if you’re older lmaoo) Your birthday always felt like a dream and of course it was already feeling nothing short of that. Especially with the events that have occurred in your life as of recently. You took the morning to reflect on your life, what you were grateful for and how far you have come.

Your birthday treat to yourself was staying in bed a little extra longer and getting the rest you needed, cuddling with Lucky and going to get your hair done after showering and putting on an outfit that you were most confident in.

Right as you were about to leave for the salon, you heard a knock at the door.

You opened it, and were greeted by a random delivery man.

“Hello,” you smiled.

“Umm- I have a delivery for Y/N? Y/L/N?”

“Oh? Yup- well that’s me-“ you chuckled.

“Great!” He replied, “come on guys!”

Three men swiftly began bringing carts in filled with roses and sunflowers.

You were at a loss for words. Unsure of where this was coming from and who would have even thought of doing such a gesture… no way it was who you thought it was.

You watched as they began unloading the carts.

“Where would you like them to be placed?” One of the men asked.

“I guess, any empty surface you see,” you shrugged scanning your small apartment that had just enough room for what you had in it already. They began doing as they were told.

You watched in awe as the beautiful flowers filled up your apartment space.

You looked at Lucky and smiled, she was looking at the men from your bed very confused. They even left you with a little care package of flower food but you had no idea how you were about to care for dozens at a time.

“Well, that’s all of them- oh and they left you this note,” he said while handing it to you.

“Thank you guys so much, they look beautiful,” you said to them as they gathered and stacked their carts together.

“No problem! Have a nice day!” He waved and they swiftly exited your apartment.

You looked down at the note.

I told you you deserve the best.

Happy Birthday Y/N

L.B.

At a loss for words, you decided to call him up.

The line rang and he picked it up immediately.

“Happy birthday camera girllllll,” Melo sang.

You smiled from ear to ear.

“Thank you Melo, I’m speechless.”

“About what?” He asked.

“About the flowers?”

“What flowers,” he asked trying to keep his tone neutral but failed miserably.

“Stop playing with me,” you replied, mimicking words that he would say using your best impression of his voice.

“Awww, you got me. Happy birthday sweet girl, I hope you got the message too.”

“I did and I am just- I want to cry-“ you pouted, holding back tears trying to laugh it off.

“Awww shit, it’s your birthday you can cry if you want to, or however that old ass song go,” he laughed.

“Melo thank you. Thank you so so much. Like I’m so grateful.”

“Aw it ain’t nothing camera girl I just want you to be happy, wish I could be there with you today.”

“Me too,” you replied. “I really like spending time with you. Besides doing photoshoots and stuff, you’re kinda cool,” you joked and mentally slapped yourself for sounding so cheesy.

“Awww forreal? What else you like about me?” He asked teasingly and you rolled your eyes.

“You’re so sweet, Melo. This is really one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me,” you admitted.

“You deserve it, y/n. I can’t wait to see you,” he laughs. “We can do something, whatever you want for your birthday.”

“Aww shit anything?” You asked.

“Of course,” he reassured.

“When will you be back?” You asked him.

“Soon,” he replied. “A couple days, maybe sooner.”

“Aw, yay,” you chirped. “See you soon then.”

You said your goodbyes and felt a sense of emptiness, sad you would not be getting to be in his presence on your special day. Even though you knew why, it meant a lot to you that even though he is far he still found a way to show that he cares. It made your heart swell with happiness.

•••

When you got to your parents house, you took a deep breath. It felt like it had been a long time since you were here. You thought about the last time you were here, when you moved out. A lot had changed so quickly.

You shuffled around for your key to open the front door, but your mom beat you too it.

“Aww, hi mom,” you smiled and she squeezed you tightly.

“Come in come in, so glad to see you. Just you?” She asked.

“Yeah… Um just me. Sorry to start our conversation off on this note but Tristan and I broke up,” you mumbled, unable to bring your eyes to meet her gaze.

“Oh honey, I’m so sorry,” she cooed, rubbing her hand on your back.

“It’s okay, I’m taking it day by day but that’s besides the point. I’m so happy to see you! And be here.. I love my apartment but I miss it here sometimes,” You admitted.

“And that’s okay! You know you can come back and visit whenever but I know you’re out there working so hard, can’t wait to hear all about it, but first… I wanted to show you something in the garage,” she muttered without making eye contact with you. You cocked a brow at her strange behavior, following her lead anyway.

“Can you um- check the-“

Before she could finish her sentence, Jordyn jumped out from behind the door, startling you but bringing a huge smile to your face nonetheless.

“OH MY GOSH-“ you exclaimed.

“Y/N!!!!” She shrieked and you two jumped up and down in your hug.

“My god, look at you!” You admired her beautiful, glowing skin. “You look great.”

“And so do you,” she smirked.

She was aware of your current relationship status but you had yet to go into detail about it as she continuously told you she would rather hear about it in person and promised that there would be a time where she will see you.

“I’m so glad you’re here!” You told Jordyn. “And I can’t believe you kept such a big secret!” You told your mom and she shrugged.

“It was hard but I know I couldn’t ruin a good secret like this one.”

The three of you sat at the table, catching up about life and things. You only briefly explained to your mom what happened with Tristan. She was just happy that you were okay.

Your mom had prepared you your favorite homemade meal for your birthday. You soaked in the moment, feeling so content with who you had around you on this day of celebrating another trip around the sun. They even bought a little cake for you of your favorite flavor.

Your mother slipped to the kitchen now, and you and Jordyn sat together, eating your slices.

“Sooo besides Trashtan… excuse me- Tristan.. how’s life been treating you girl? Like forreal?”

You explained to her everything that happened with Tristan. You also told her about how you have been busy working on your photography business.

Her reaction was supportive nonetheless, even though she knew she did not have confident vibes about Tristan before, she was still comforting and kind as always.

“I also made a new friend- a guy,” you say with a shy laugh.

“Oooo spill queen,” she smirked while taking a sip of her water bottle.

“It’s nothing crazy like that-well I mean-,”

“Then why you sound nervous talking about it,” Jordyn teased.

“Yeah I actually met- well I actually live with but wait not live with but- he’s in the same apartment as me- it’s LaMelo Ball,” you laughed.

She stares at you in shock, silent for a moment.

“Um I’m sorry- like THE LaMelo ball?” She inquired and you nodded in response.

“So you know who he is? I didn’t even know who he was when I met him!” You exclaimed.

“So I’m sorry- one more time. You live in the same building as him? And y’all met? And you’re cool? And you worked with him?”

“Yes,” you laughed.

“And you said ‘nothing crazy’?”

“Well, I guess I actually haven’t really processed how crazy it sounds until now,” you shrugged.

“Oh my gosh y/n that’s insane. Pleaseeee he’s so fine. But I got a thing for Miles. If you wanna hook me up with that connection-“

“Oh my gosh Jordyn,” you laughed.

“I’m serious!” She replied with a giggle. “His tattoos are soo ugh yes. His body, his play style. Everything about him is what I neeeeed I just know his dick is big,” she stated.

“You’re funny,” you laughed, gasping for air and bringing your hand to your mouth.

“Big dick men with a soft side are no laughing matter, Y/N.”

“Hmm I mean- I can see what I can do,” you shrugged, trying to contain yourself now after laughing, and she finally laughs too.

“Sooo you have to tell me all the details,” she pressed, putting her hand on your arm.

“I mean, I’ve only done two shoots with him and he’s been to my place and his but-“

“Did y’all-“

“No- sis why would you even think-“ you quickly cut her off. “I mean, I just broke up with Tristan?”

“Like a month ago??? AND??? He was treating you shitty I’m sorry Y/N If I were you I would have cheated-“

“Oh my god Jordyn,” you chuckled. “I don’t know if Melo even likes me like that and I mean I still have morals…for the most part, even tho I had thoughts …”

“About fucking Melo?” She blurted.

“JORDYN,” you laughed, blushing now. “We’re still in my parents house I don’t want to have this conversation here,” you replied in a hushed tone.

“We can go for a drive,” she smirked while wiggling her purse.

You squint your eyes at her in response.

You gave your mom a hug and a kiss before saying thank you and goodbye. You hoped she did not hear any of the crazy shit that came out of Jordyn’s mouth. Your mom just hinted at you to visit more often before you walked out. You reassured her that you would.

You and Jordyn made your way to her car and she hops in and starts pulling out of the lot. She parks up in the distance and reaches in her purse for her blunt she had ready.

“Yeahhh, I loved Europe but didn’t trust the weed. Had a bad experience, that’s another story,” she said slyly. She lights it up while smirking at you. “Sooo tell me.”

“We haven’t done anything I swear,” you laughed, throwing your hands up.

“Mhmmm I know you thought about it with his fine ass,” she said while wiggling her eyebrows.

“He actually um- had flowers delivered to my apartment this morning,” you murmured.

“Definitely likes you,” she nodded aggressively while taking a hit before passing it to you.

“He really is soooo fine.. he’s so good at basketball, it’s so hot. Like I never thought I would find that talent attractive? I’m a photographer. Our interests are different I mean, clearly I never even thought about basketball until I learned who he was,” you ranted.

“So you like him,” she smirked.

“He’s so sweet… and funny…” you trailed off. “…Yeah I do. I- I’m just nervous... we’re too completely different people with different lives.”

“And the universe still brought you together though? And you were able to bond over both of your interests together in someway? I think that’s a beautiful thing.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I guess… I’m scared,” you admitted.

“For what? And don’t say he just wants you for sex, I can’t see that with him if he actually enjoys spending time with you without trying to do all that. I remember before you got with Tristan, he always had you questioning that at first... If he hasn’t tried you at this point I think he genuinely enjoys your company,” she nodded.

“That is… such a good point why are you always right,” you replied in a playfully angry tone and looked out of the car window as she started driving again. “It got to the point where I don’t think Tristan actually enjoyed spending time with me. And to be honest we only ended up having sex like once or twice when I moved into my apartment… I’m kinda deprived right now,” you admitted.

“And for what it seems you were kind of mentally and emotionally already over his bullshit so you lost that attachment?” She questioned.

“To be honest… yeah.”

“So I think that gives you the green light to open up to Melo,” she nudged and you rolled your eyes.

“Another good point,” you laughed. “I guess I just don’t wanna rush it.”

“Then don’t… but you can always tell him how you feel,” she said taking a tote of the blunt before passing it to you. You kept it and held onto it taking totes until you lost count.

“Yeahhhh I’ve been on the fence. He makes me feel good though, I like spending time with him and having him around,” you sighed.

“I bet that dick would make you feel good too,” she mumbled deviously, sticking her tongue out.

“Girl you are so horny, you might be worse than me,” you laughed. The two of you grew into a laughing fit.

“I’m just saying, you said you’ve been deprived, there’s your answer,” she acknowledged.

“That’s true… I definitely want to take it slow. I feel like I rushed in my last relationship. I just love the build up. Even though he makes me feel sooo…”

“In love? Turned on? Horny?”

“Might be all the above,” is all you can say with a sigh, daydreaming now. Your body was floating at this point. You were so relaxed you forgot what you were talking about.

“So what do you think you’re going to do?” Jordyn asked.

“I dunno, every time we hang out we get closer and closer last time I saw him I really almost wanted to kiss him but I kinda chickened out. I ended up falling asleep at his house.”

She looked at you with squinted eyes and puckered lips.

“But LIKE I SAID,” you laughed. “Nothing happened. We ended up having to wake up super early because he had practice in the morning but I just went back to my apartment and took a shower because I had work to do that day anyway.”

“That’s way too cute,” she stated. “And when you woke up?”

“I was on his couch still… I have no idea weather or not he was laying with me on the couch or not when we slept I woke up in the morning and he was already up, getting ready. He was nice about it though.”

“Pleaseee y/n he’s a keeper,” she pleaded, taking a turn down to merge on the highway. The city lights twinkled in the distance. “That’s so sweet.”

“I hope so,” you smiled. “I like him a lot I really do. We text a lot when he’s traveling for games and I miss him and he even tells me he misses me too. If we don’t end up together I hope we can at least be close friends.”

“I have no doubt in my mind that you’ll end up together. And I’ll be right there with you… with Miles. We’ll go on double dates and everything,” she laughed.

“Girl I hope so.” you replied. “Please speak it into existence.”

She started snapping her fingers in response, cruising down the fast lane now.

“I’m too high I don’t think I can drive myself home,” you stated.

“Oh y/n it’s okay. You’re safe. I’m here,” she cooed and you smiled.

“You’re so great Jordyn. I missed you bestie,” you tucked her hair behind her ear.

“I’m here for you Y/N. I hope you had a good birthday,” she smiled.

“I did.”

•••

It was 2a.m. when she dropped you off at your building. You looked up at how the building towered over you and smiled like an idiot. You had a great birthday but you could not wait to be cuddled up in bed with Lucky.

You walked through the first floor and pressed the elevator button. Arms crossed waiting for the doors to open. You wondered what took so long and wondered who would be taking the elevator at this hour anyway.

Before you contemplated taking 10 flights of stairs, it rang. The doors slid open.

“Y/N?” You heard his voice and your eyes shot up.

“Oh my God, you’re here?” You run in to hug him. “Wait I thought you’d be gone?”

“Well yeah I was, I knew I would be coming home late today though, I was tryna surprise you tomorrow,” he admitted, releasing the embrace and looking down at you. He had sweats on with a matching hoodie.

Your eyes squinting extra hard as you smiled. Seeing him especially after the conversation you had with Jordyn brought the giggles on.

“Surprise me?” You mused at him, twirling his hoodie string around your pointer finger.

“Yes,” he chuckled. “I was going to make you wake up early with me again… and maybe go out and get breakfast this time.”

“I would love that,” you grinned at him.

“I can see you had a good birthday,” he laughed, bringing his hand to your chin and moving your face side to side slowly, he tried to look into your bloodshot eyes but you were fighting back more laughs so he released your head out of his grasp.

“Yeah, I did,” you nodded. “My friend Jordyn surprised me.”

“That’s gooood, how long will she be here for?”

The elevator cart stopped at his floor. You forgot to hit yours.

“Oops,” you said hitting the button quickly. The cart door closed again and Melo chuckled, shaking his head at your antics.

“She’s back for a while, she’s taking a break from traveling.”

“Shit, well, I was going to ask you if you wanted to go to a party tomorrow night? You can bring Jordyn too,” he inquired.

“Hmm, what kind of party?” You asked him, he ended up coming out to walk with you to your door anyway.

“Nothing crazy just an after party for the game at Oubre’s house, whether they lose or not, some guys from the Celtics team will be there too. They just wanted to kick it for a bit after, then everyone else kinda got invited.”

“I’m down,” you shrugged. “Jordyn also did say she wanted to meet Miles,” you trailed off.

He cocked a brow at you in response.

“Uh- long story. Will there be girls there too?” You asked him.

“Probably,” he shrugged, “but Jordyn should come if that makes you feel more comfortable. I’ll be there too, everyone’s bring their girls- I mean shit everyone’ll be just chilling,” he smiled.

Their girls? Oh word. You thought.

You smirked and agreed to it, wondering how it would play out.

“Can’t believe you’re 20, old ass,” he teased.

“Not even, you barely turned 19, start catching up,” you joked.

“I hope you had a good birthday,” he smiled.

“I did… I didn’t think I would see you,” you beamed at him, admiring his tired eyes and lips shining with a fresh layer of chapstick. He looked exhausted but nonetheless was happy to see you too. “Happy I did.”

“I’m glad I did too, even though it ruined the surprise,” he scuffed while rolling his eyes playfully.

“It still was a surprise, I was surprised,” you giggled and a small smile grew on his face in response.

“Well, wear something cute tomorrow and meet me up at my apartment,” he encouraged while squeezing your arm lightly and keeping his hand rested on it.

“Okay,” you grinned unintentionally giving him loving eyes. His eyes scanned your face, admiring your lips for a moment before giving you another hug.

“Sleep well, birthday girl. I’ll see you tomorrow,” he grinned before jogging back to the elevator.

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unknownwriting · 3 years

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Same!! Aside from the top 3 you listed, I generally don’t hate any character. Sure, if I see a bad character, I’d either go “Ehhh, I’m willing to forgive you... to some extent” or just “Nope, I dislike you”. But I don’t immediately think of them (except for those 3) when I go to my mental “hated characters” list. Thanks for answering 😊

Also, guessing request are open since your recent post said so, but the description says it’s closed...? I’m gonna take your word for it, and hopefully don’t offend you 😅

May I request Crocodile, Lucci and Kid with a crush on a fem. reader that’s a hopeless romantic? Just thought the dynamics would be adorable with how their personalities are portrayed >w<

As for what I personally classify as a hopeless romantic... it’s not so much the suaveness or charm. Sure, we love ourselves a gentleman that can remind us chivalry is not dead, but it’s more about finding “the one”. And “the one”, which we’re meant to find (kinda like a soulmate), has got to be able to show their sincerity. You can shower me in gold without the most genuine of feelings behind it, and I’d take one look at you, scowl and walk away. Small actions are weighed more heavily if the feelings behind them are sincere. A paper crane with a sweet note on it? My heart would straight up melt.

Figured it’d be interesting since I can imagine them trying to win her over with their perfectly crafted facade only to have her grimace in response since it’s not entirely genuine. We hopeless romantics are “in love with love” and could love practically anyone, but that’s only if they’re sincere.

ｓｕｍｍａｒｙ- having a crush on a hopeless romantic

ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｓ - Eustass Kid, Lucci, Crocodile

ｗａｒｎｉｎｇｓ - none :)

ａ/ｎ - Hopeless Romantic gang rise up 😫✊🏻 also akdjdid omg I totally forgot to even change the request until I saw your request. Thanks so much i hope you enjoy

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Eustass Kid

This man?? Having a crush?? Not in a million years....well it must’ve been a million years because the Captain of the kid pirates has found himself crushing over a common bartender

There is not anything special about you anyways, just a girl around his age who is stubborn, easy to talk to, and cute. He could find someone like her almost anywhere, but the thing that got him was how stubborn she was.

Kid could flirt all day and try and get you to come with him. But you just wouldn’t come, turning him down each time. It was so frustrating, seeing how you didn’t even flinch when Kid spoke but it was also nice. Kid loves a good challenge.

Of course, didn’t stay on the island the whole time, he still had other things to do, but he did come back often to meet up with her. Kid was not gonna let a perfectly good challenge slip away from him. So it’s easy for y’all to quickly become friends with how often Kid comes by and visits you. It only then did Kid finally realize why you kept turning him down: you were a hopeless romantic searching for the one and as far as you were concerned Kid was not it

When you told him that though all he gave you in return was a confused face and a curse word. ‘The fuck is ‘the one’?’ Kid has never heard anything of the sort, and it didn’t come as a surprise either. Kid was a very loud, mean, frustrating guy who probably only slept around.

Now that the 2 of you got closer, you decided that you could at least tell me, explaining why he doesn’t have a chance. Going over what you imagine your soulmate is just gonna be like definitely grossed Kid out, but he still listens trying to use your explanation as a hint

Long story short it didn’t work that much. Kid was farther from the mark each time he tried. At least that’s what you thought, the more time you spent around the red-haired captain the more selected traits would stand out to you. Traits that you told kid yourself.

Although with the fear of finding the wrong one and only wanting Kid because he’s convent to you, you didn’t say a word not even a peep to him. There would be no way to know that he is the one he’s so different then what you thought. With doubt still sitting in the back of your mind, you decided to keep quiet for now. It wouldn’t be bad to just enjoy his company for a while

Crocodile

LMAOO AJSJSJD I KINDA FORGOT CROCODILE’S PERSONALLY WAS ALREADY TO FAR IN. I’m so sorry but I hope you still enjoy

As soon as Crocodile had laid his eyes on you, he knew exactly what type of person you were a troublesome girl who is still obsessed with finding the one, your soulmate.

He tries his best to stay away from people like you, but it’s hard to do that when your working for him. However he still tried his best to stay away, but then you just always appeared where he would be. You failed the realize it but Crocodile definitely noticed it and just couldn’t stop thinking about it.

From there on out he kept looking at you where ever he went, wondering when and if you would show up. That’s when he finally realized, he has a crush.

It took him a while to approach you and to even get you to talk, but once he was able to, he constantly, being subtle about it, tried to when you over with small gestures of romance.

Which of none has even persuaded you. You had the idea of falling in love with your soulmate. Crocodile can spoil you as much as he wants but that won’t change your mind.

Although the gift he did give you was sweet, somewhat unexpected. Some days it might be a rose, others it might be bracelets, other days it might be a bag of money. Half of the time you thought it was whatever he had on him at the moment.

Aside from gifts he also let a lot of paperwork side which was probably the best thing he could’ve done. But you still did them all, although he was acting very out of character and being unbelievably kind, there was no way you were to gonna take advantage of him.

It frustrated him, it really did. The fact that you didn’t even budge but at the same time he found it very admirable. Having such a strong will and not settling for anything better than your soul mate. It’s a nice challenge that he would definitely accept.

Rob Lucci

Each one of these men loves a good challenge. It’s just a known fact. So when Lucci learned that he was getting a new member on his team he treated her the same way he treated everyone: cold yet with respect. However, he failed to notice just the type of girl you were.

Talkative. Talking to everyone about anything. It’s doesn’t matter who it was you always found a way to talk to them. Whether it was Lucci or Kaku or just some random worker. You always found a way to talk

That was the first challenge. Just getting you to shut up, whether it was by intimation or if it was force, whatever it was, that was his first challenge what came next he has no intention of. You were....actually nice to talk to.

when you were rambling now Lucci could feel his expression loosely and a small, very small smile on his lips. You seemed to be a kinda nice person to talk to and Lucci doesn’t mind you. Maybe you were even nice enough to have a crush on.

With Lucci’s newfound crush, he had no idea what to even do. Besides a few nightstands, the man has never really been considered with the idea. and to make matters worse, he overheard you talking about ‘the one’ as if he was supposed to know what that means. After asking around a bit he was able to figure it out and concluded that he wasn’t it.

Although he wasn’t ’the one’, what’s a challenge if you don’t at least try. So starting with the first thing he could think of he slowly began to participate in the conversation with you. It was awkward and weird but you thought it was cute in his own little way. At least he was trying.

Surprisingly it didn’t take long for the 2 of y’all to warm up to each other. From there, Lucci was able to learn more about you and just how to win you over. He wasn’t as bold as the other 2 but he did try his best to make it noticeable.

You were definitely quick to catch on to his change and to what he was doing but being strong-willed and all you continued to turn him down. Lucci just wasn’t your type and you felt bad for telling him that but it was true. However, Lucci is not gonna give up on you that easily. Once Lucci accepts and challenges there’s no going back

#one piece x reader #one piece #unknownwriting💕#crocodile x reader #rob lucci x reader #rob lucci #eustasscaptainkid #eustass kid x reader

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satoruvt · 3 years

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learn to live right

pairing → jeon wonwoo x reader

word count → 1607

genre → angst </3 post break up au, non idol au ↳ tags: wonwoo owns a bookstore!!!!, small talk, unrequited love (kinda hehe), this entire fic is just “ah man poor jun” LMAOO, exes confront each other tm, that’s honestly kinda it??

summary → it’s been two years since you and wonwoo broke up, but sometimes the memories linger too long for you to properly forget. based off of shiver by lucy rose.

warnings → wonwoo and y/n go to a bar but it’s not detailed, also i mention wine. also references to past fights/arguments and break ups !!

a/n → so uhhh... PART ONE LETS GO !!! also my first official wonwoo fic <33 honestly im very proud of this i hope everyone enjoys it even if its a little sad (i promise the next one will be happier hehe)

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The air is cold when Wonwoo steps out of the bookstore.

It really shouldn’t surprise him - the city’s well into the winter months - but the sudden sting to his nose makes him scrunch it up, curl into himself like it might make the ache go away as he turns around to lock the doors of the shop. It’d started to snow in the last hour, carefully and quietly building up on the sidewalks and roads. A few people pass by behind him while he searches for the right key (he sends a light-hearted curse to Minghao under his breath for leaving him to lock up), and it takes a few seconds, but -

“Wonwoo?”

A brief wave of surprise passes through him at the sound of his name, and he looks up from his hands to the world around him. And then, dressed in a big coat and snow in your hair, he sees you.

And it’s strange, really, seeing you, the feeling it leaves in Wonwoo’s chest. The look on your face brings everything back for a moment - the sound of your laugh, how you felt in his arms, the smell of your shampoo. The fights, too, the things you said and the things he said back.

But you’re still looking at him and Wonwoo hasn’t said anything yet so he brushes the past away, tells you, “hey,” in a voice that’s much too breathless for his liking.

You take a few more steps towards him, obviously taking him in. He almost expects the two of you to start arguing, but, well. It’s been two years.

“It’s been a while,” you say as if on cue. Your eyes drift up past his eyes. “You dyed your hair.”

The way you say it holds an emotion that Wonwoo thinks only he might be able to understand. “Yeah,” he nods, automatically reaching a hand up to pull at the silver strands. “Decided on a change a few weeks ago. It felt right.”

“About time, given the years I spent nagging you about taking a risk.”

Wonwoo smiles, a little bashful, and watches you chuckle along. His keys are still in his hands, and he moves to actually lock the door to the bookstore. You speak again, gentle and familiar. “Are you free to get a drink, maybe? To catch up?”

And maybe he shouldn’t… but it would be nice. It’s been a year since he last saw you, and before that time it’d been a year. Maybe it’s a pattern. Wonwoo nods with a genuine smile, tells you he knows a bar that’s just a few blocks away.

The walk to the bar is calm, filled with general small talk about new things. It’s such a strange feeling, to be seen by you, to be acknowledged by you, when the two of you aren’t even talking to each other, really. But you seem comfortable, and even though it’s a strange feeling… Wonwoo is too.

“By the way,” you say when the two of you sit down at a table. “What were you locking up when we ran into each other?”

Wonwoo shrugs off his jacket, places it on the back of his chair. “Oh. I own a bookstore now.”

You look at him with the widest eyes he’s ever seen and he has to laugh, even through your excited voice. “You finally got the bookstore open?” You ask, and Wonwoo nods, leaning back in his chair.

“I mean, Minghao and I opened it together. We spent close to a year getting everything together.”

You put your chin in your palm, a smile that’s hard to decipher on your lips. “I’m glad,” you tell him. “I always knew you’d do it.”

(And maybe that’s true, because the bookstore’s been his dream for longer than he can remember, and how many times had he told you about it? Told you about giving you free books in exchange for kisses when you visited, told you about making sure your favorite classics were always in stock?)

Before Wonwoo has a chance to respond (or maybe saving him from a response), the waiter comes by to ask each of your orders. Wonwoo orders quickly, knowing the menu like the back of his hand by now, but you take a little longer, settle on a glass of wine.

“How is Minghao?” You ask after the waiter’s gone.

“He’s good, really good. He stuck with me after you and I…”

Oh.

He didn’t really think that one through.

It’s not as if the break up is a… sensitive topic - it happened years ago, it doesn’t hurt him as much as it did before (Wonwoo’s thought many times that the memory of it will always hurt, but now is not the time for that), but it hasn’t come up in the conversation yet, and he can tell by the look on your face that you’re just as awkward about it.

You handle it better, though. “Broke up?” You suggest, like a fill in the blank.

The waiter comes back to drop off your respective drinks, then leaves. Wonwoo bites the inside of his cheek. “Yeah,” he says. “I didn’t…”

“No, no, it’s okay,” you respond, understanding. “It’s been a few years. Plus, I’m seeing someone.”

There’s another pause in the conversation before you’re apologizing, and Wonwoo can’t help the sympathetic smile on his face. “Oh my god, sorry, that sounded so rude. I didn’t mean -”

It’s Wonwoo’s turn to tell you it’s okay. He says, “I’m happy for you.”

You say, “It’s Junhui.”

He says, “Oh.”

And he’s not… mad. Not really - what this is isn’t mad. An old mutual friend isn’t the worst thing, and he knows Jun’s a good guy, but he always… he always seemed a little too close to you, when you and Wonwoo were dating. He was the start of at least a few arguments.

Wonwoo takes a sip of his drink while he watches you fidget, like you’re worried. “Still,” he says. “I’m sure he treats you well.”

He practically watches you relax, physically, the air flooding out of your lungs like you were holding it in. But you still look worried. “Yeah, he does.”

You take a sip of your own drink, then say, “But he’s… not you.”

Understanding the meaning of your words comes in a slow, but tall, tall wave. It crashes into Wonwoo’s chest with a force stronger than he’s prepared for. “What?”

“Sorry,” you wince, tracing the rim of your glass with your finger. “That was probably too forward, huh?”

You still… think about him? You still think about him even when you’re with Junhui, even when it’s been two years?

“We… fought. Often,” Wonwoo says, because he doesn’t know what else to say. “I don’t think…”

The look in your eyes is almost sad. “I know,” you respond. “But sometimes, especially recently, I think about before we started fighting. And I wonder if we could do it right, if we went back knowing what we know now. I wonder if anything would be different.”

Another second passes. “I’d leave him, you know,” you carry on, looking straight at Wonwoo. He doesn’t know what to do. “I’d leave him to come back to you.”

You look at him with the slightest bit of hope, and he… he was devastated when it ended. After months of fighting and hanging onto something that obviously wasn’t there anymore… he brought it up and you agreed and that was all there was to it. You packed your things up from his apartment in exactly two boxes, and then he didn’t see you for almost a year. And he’s thought of you on nights he gets a little too drunk and a little too wistful, out on the rooftops of this big city, but this…

He knows the answer before he even asks the question, but he asks it anyways. “Is Junhui, like… is he a bad boyfriend? Has he done something?”

You shake your head, almost nonchalant. “No. He’s perfect, he’s everything you could want in a partner, but he’s… he’s just not you, Wonwoo.”

Wonwoo looks at you for a long time, and you look back. He’s trying to decide what to say, trying to decide how he feels, but nothing comes up when he focuses. “I’m sorry,” he apologizes, sincere. “I really don’t know what to say.”

“It’s alright,” you respond. “I know it came out of the blue.”

You check your phone and Wonwoo wonders how long the two of you have been at this bar, talking about… whatever this is. Long enough for it to be late, apparently, because you stand from your chair, pulling on your jacket again. Wonwoo just watches, takes another long sip of his drink. Eventually you search your purse and then shuffle out a piece of paper and a pen.

“I changed my number,” you tell him, writing down a set of digits. “This is it. If you ever want to call me, or something. I’ll take care of the drinks.”

Wonwoo barely remembers to tell you goodbye, to wish you a safe trip home. Home, which is probably back to Jun. Home, which isn’t really home to you, if everything you said is true.

He stares at the paper for a long, long while, thinking that maybe if he does for long enough, the numbers will give him an answer. They don’t, and he decides that it’s late enough for him to need to get back to his apartment, too.

When he gets home, he puts the paper on the kitchen counter.

And the next morning, he throws it away.

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soymilka8 · 3 years

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i have been so obsessed with bad boy au’s lately so i deeply do apologize lmaoo.

lee felix x gn reader

warnings: none

genre: fluff

word count: 1.9 k words

summary: being an extreme over-thinker was a problem. luckily, lee felix is there to worsen those over-thinking skills as he drags you away from the fucked up education system.

the clicks and thuds of pencils could be heard all throughout the facility.

reverberating against each student's ears like there's no tomorrow. the room was silent, only the feet tapping of the proctor being loud enough to annoy the hell out of the students.

for the ones who have been taking this test seriously — like you, there most likely would be no tomorrow to see if ever things were to suddenly go south.

the nervous rick-racketing of the students were enough to make those who are conscious shiver in slight fear. excluding you, of course, who seemed to know your way around navigating the filthy one hundred question test.

it was always like this, really. nothing new of the sort. teachers would dwell on different topics for a couple of weeks, stuffing information in each and everyone's brain, and then after they had done so, a huge examination will arrive to test and see if you all really understood anything or took things for granted.

one who was not used to something so tight and strict, like students who live in complete blithe, and buoyance, they would never go as far as abiding the rules and would oppose instead. however for students like you, whom have yet to prove their worth other than being a complete bookworm and nerd, the plain idea of rejecting the rules were simply all too much.

you were aware having to perfect this test would get you nowhere, neither would failing it but even so, your eyes never wavered from the paper in front of you that was riddled with different equations, each and every one confusing your brain as is.

you simply knew it wouldn't affect much of your future. you always wondered if the student a few seats away from you, the top second of the class, was aware of that too. or if the student in front of you, the class president, knew something as trivial as a test would never go as far as reducing his chances of getting a job.

perhaps they were aware, much like you; just scared of having to face the real world and lacking both street smart and book smart. maybe they were just trying to ensure that if ever they do end up being rejected for their application, at least they'd know what the quadratic equation is, or that mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.

the sole idea made you snort silently. maybe that's whey they — including you, were scared. petrified of having to face the real world with only the information that was deemed useless stuffed into your brain, petrified of facing the dangers of the real world because so far, you've learned nothing much about it.

still, you had no time to process much of your dramatic thoughts as the loud ticking of the clock passed by. thirty minutes left. and to think you spent half of that time, daydreaming what you could've been like if you didn't follow any rules. or if you were free.

you probed over your test once more, using your pencil as a guide to some of the equations you've finished and mentally checking them one by one. you knew each and everyone of the questions, much like a robot. maybe you were a robot, or was on the way of becoming one. either way, you were well prepared for the test, much more so than you'd like to hope.

a small thud sound was suddenly heard beside the table you were sitting at. you were placed near a window, the position working well in your favour as you were occupied with only blocking your test in one side. your brow rose as you contemplated whether or not you should look up from your test, but of course, you had no time to contemplate as a hand placed itself on top of your wrist, halting you from writing longer from the paper.

your brow had twitched, now, who ever thought it was a good idea to not close the windows during a test?

“psst,” someone whispered beside you sneakily. having an idea of who it was already because well — it was a routine at this point, you warily looked at him through slight embarrassment, only hoping your classmates were focused on the test, as well as your teacher. “what are you doing here?” you frustratingly whispered back, eyeing his disheveled state.

oh, he was quite disheveled all right. messy long black hair splattered across his face like a bird's nest, his school uniform which seemed to have crumpled itself by force, or probably it just wasn't ironed; some of his expensive jewelry situated behind his neck, at the side of it, and at the front.

though that wasn't to say he still didn't look attractive.

he grinned ever so slightly, tugging at your hand in which he held tightly against his grasp, “you taking a test?” he asked, as if he had not just seen you visibly, on a quite room, with a paper, with a strict proctor, and an annoyed face. still, you sarcastically smiled. “what are you doing here?” you impatiently tapped your pencil on your paper as silently as possible, eyeing him with a smile he knew meant trouble.

nevertheless, the grin never faltered from his face. it widened, even, as he tugged you against his own body against the window. a surprised squeal escaped your lips. “you wanna get out of this place” he suggested, to which got your eyes going wide at what he just said. you? skip? a test?

“felix, you know you're supposed to be in class right now.” you tried pulling his grasp on your wrist but it was useless as he was far stronger than you. you saw how felix smiled cheekily at your statement, pretending to whistle as his eyes rolled. “nah, i don't think so.”

“felix!” you slapped his hand with your free arm, earning a light chuckle from the boy. a routine, you recalled. though you weren't exactly certain on how your friendship came to be with the boy, it was quite certain you were attached to him in a certain way — so was he.

it started off as a simple bump in the hallways like always, if you remembered correctly, then, it sky rocketed and often times, you find yourself talking with him through the window as your teachers lectured and blabbered their mouths. it was rather surprising, how the teacher never came to know about your little affairs and deed but you never told them any of it, wanting to remain as the timid, obeying pet you'd always been.

it was at this point that you found comfort in felix, his small stature to which you toppled, his attractive face that would light up your day and make your defenses go down whenever he'd smile or do as much his bit his lip. or — his deep voice, his deep, raspy voice, you never thought would come out of a small boy's lips.

and so, you never minded having to meet him during lectures from time to time. if not, even everyday. he kept you company, made you laugh, told you stories, so and so forth.

though as much as you enjoyed his company, you were taking a test for god's sake!

it matters not how much you saw him whenever a teacher discussed a lesson to you as you never really found yourself listening, but this, was beyond important. at least for you.

the boy never took any of it as important, he was just idiotic and clueless about everything. mediocre in school, mediocre in his behaviour, sometimes you even wondered if his teacher ever notices his presence dissipating from his class. he stood out, that's for sure, but never in a positive way.

“if you get caught here, it's over for both of us.” you whisper harshly, gritting your teeth. felix smiled, taking no offense and once again, rolling his eyes. “so what of it? you know you don't like taking that useless test too.” he stated as a matter-of-fact.

his words held certainty, that's for sure, although as much as you'd like to escape this profound situation a few minutes back, the test was ending, and you'd be pretty damned if you weren't able to pass it on time. so you smiled gently, attempting to unfasten his hand around your wrist as best as possible.

felix only observed you with his head tilted, confused as to why you'd reject his offer; you hadn't done so in a while whenever he came with the idea of bolting away from school, even with examinations he knew were important to you.

even so, he mildly nodded at your response, taking it within him to leave. oh well, he can ask you to go get brownie ingredients with him the next time anyways. he'd have to bake them alone tonight at his mom's house, through her scolding and complaints on why he skipped school.

he was about to leave and close the window when suddenly, a scream was heard. felix couldn't help but look back, the both of you, making eye contact with none other than your proctor. his eyes were wide, furious even as he fumed with anger. he pointed his long ruler at you and felix, the urge to step between you starting to get on his nerves.

“uh-oh,” felix whispered to himself, having not much time to process what to do as he instinctively grabbed your wrist, flinging you across the window with ease. another surprising thing about the small man. you squealed as he brought you to his shoulder, frantically waving your hands around the air like some sort of maniac.

you did not just get caught.

but you did. disbelief washed over you as you slapped your hands at the man's back, every urge to throw profanities at him was within your reach, just a tad bit more and — felix laughed, his smooth, delicate laugh drumming against your ear so joyfully. and suddenly, the urge to curse at him came to an end. the bubbling feelings in your throat started to grow as you find yourself mesmerized over his little giggles.

sure, you've heard it plenty of times before. even when you didn't want to hear it the most, felix would always be there, giggling beside you and uplifting the situation. but only now did you realize how truly free and light-hearted his laugh felt; like he just had no care in the entire world, like it was just him and you living in it.

“sorry about that,” he apologized through soft giggles. you slapped him on his shoulder, the slap not being hard enough to hurt him, just an indication you were quite frustrated. “you shouldn't have come in the first place!” you said, settling yourself in between felix's shoulder and letting him take the lead as he exited the school grounds with ease. he'd have to thank the always sleeping guard some other time.

“yeah, but i can see the pain in your eyes when you took the test!” he snorted, rolling his eyes. you couldn't help but roll your eyes as well, despite the boy being correct about every single thing. annoying as he was, felix was good at reading your emotions — or, any other human's emotion at that. it was probably his talent.

“if my parents get called and i failed the test, i'm blaming everything on you, lee felix.”

“sure you can, babe. but how about we bake brownies first in order to celebrate your escape?”

and that's exactly what both you and felix did, running around the super market, causing more trouble than required, only to buy two boxes of brownies on your way home to his house.

like felix had predicted, he baked brownies through his mom's scolding. the only difference was, is that he did with you.

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imagines-mha · 3 years

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1-A as promposals

its 3:53am someone tell me to fix my sleep schedule PLEASE

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Deku: Depending on who you are the promposal will change. Like if u know him well he’s definitely the type to hold up a simple cardboard sign with “prom?” on it cus hes so simple and sweet like that... but if he DOESNT know you,,, oh my god dude im so sorry you’re gonna die cus hes so cute. He’ll probably do it on instinct- like approaching you in the halls of school and just stammer for a lifetime before being all “you wanna go to p-prom?? With me? Please?? 🥺” Dork energy

Todoroki: you think this mf isnt up all night watching “cute promposals” on youtube?? Hes gonna go ALL OUT cus my mans is so confused lmao. He’s so embarrassing im so sorry like he’ll take over Nezu’s intercoms and be like “y/n l/n… i think you’re beau- principal nezu sir please give me this moment… youre beautiful and i wanted to as- *wrestling for the intercom noises* give me back the damn intercom i wasn’t do-WILLYOUGOTOPROMWITHME?” He gets detention. It’s worth it, he thinks.

Iida: this mffff so traditional but so so awkward. Does he show up to your door with a bouquet of your favourite flowers and chocolate? No- that would entail asking you where you lived and that would be extremely uncomfortable for both parties. Does he write you a poem? No- what if you don’t like poetry? In the end he just surprises you when you’re alone with a red rose and a “would you like to be my date to the prom, y/n?”

Bakugo: yeah nope dont expect anything cute. He sees you, he likes you, he wants you, he gets you. Thats it. He’s so confident like where df does he GET IT FROM. He’ll straight up just go “you’re coming with me. Be ready at 8.” Like won’t even say the word PROM he just leaves u to figure it out yourself smh really bakugo

Kirishima: cute, sweet, and kinda cringy but it WORKS BC ITS HIM. He’ll go to the extremes like todoroki only it’ll actually work. Like he’ll spell out “prom?” with flower petals, stand outside your house with a radio and a sign, literally arrange an entire skit with the bakusquad just to ask you out and you’ll die. Literally imagine. And he’s the BEST DATE EVER i just know.

Kaminari- crying he’s a dork like such a dork. He thinks he’s gonna be that type of guy to swoop in and win you over easy as pie, but mans has a REPUTATION of being rejected so his confidence ain’t as sharp as everyone thinks. He tries 100 times and backs out nervously EVERY TIME. Mina eventually just throws him toward you and he spits it out in the heat of the moment but its really fucking cute

Sero- another nervous backer out-er, only he keeps it to himself. “hey sero who are you going to prom with?” “oh i haven’t decided yet” *goes home that night and googles promposal ideas instead of doing homework for 5 hours straight*. He’s so the type to do it through a pun- like getting a pizza and being all “i know this is cheesy but will you go to prom with me?” Dmcnsjdnwjndjdjs he’s such a nerd

Ojiro: he’s probably the most calm about it tbh. Like he won’t freak out or anything (in public, he can’t sleep the entire night before). He’ll stop you in the hallway and talk to you about it for a bit, making sure you aren’t going with anyone else before smirking and saying “i was just wondering if you wanted to be my date?” . Simple, but super effective. Makes you feel like the only person in the entire world

Shouji: literally he doesn’t even need to ask you just say yes lmaojk. He’s another sweetiepie- not too over the top but then again its definitely not simple. He’ll get you a bouquet of roses and use one of his arms to place one of thm into your hair while goving you the most gentle look. He’ll ask “will you go to prom with me?” super chill as shouji is but you die anyways cus hes enfnendnednwdndj ur so lucky

Tokoyami: oh my sweet god above you would swear he was trying to perform on stage. If he’s feeling a little 👉🏻👈🏻 shy, he’ll write you a love letter- describing in deep detail every little thing he feels for you (and it’ll make you cry bc he notices all the tiny things you didnt even realise you did and loves you for them all the same). But so help you lord if he’s feeling confident. He’ll walk down the UA steps like he’s about to fight God and hand you black roses, being all “y/n..my love, will you be my dark queen to the prom?” N ur like “fumikage we’ve been dating for over a year of course”

Kouda: aAAAAAAAAA shy baby please send him help. Takes like a month of the class hyping him up but eveNTUALLY. He does it. Let’s be real if koji kouda has a crush on you you have the personality of an angel and probably love animals so he isn’t afraid of humiliation at all. He’ll get you alone in the school gardens and ask if you have a date, then be like “me neither...i-if you want we uh...i was gonna ask...if uhm…” . HE FREEZES UP OH NO. just kiss him and that’ll let him kno

Aoyama: this dramatic mf i love it. If you’re being asked by aoyama- he’s gonna make it memorable. And i don’t mean glitter and diamonds and singing to you in the hallway while riding toward you on a segwey noooope. Aoyama’s a romantic at heart- he’s gonna set up a full ass treasure hunt around the school- getting the entire class to help him do it. When you reach the end he’ll be standing on top of the roof with a bouquet of your favourite flowers and he’s like “y/n...i need a prom queen…and there’s noone id want it to be more than you…”

Sato: y’all know what im gonna say right lmaoo this dork bakes you smth. It’s defnitely tailored to your favourite: like if you love cupcakes he’ll bake you cupcakes and spell out “P R O M ?” On them. If you like cake he’ll attach a cake-related pun in the box- either way he’s gonna win you over by sheer sweet tooth alone and everyones jealous

#mha #bnha #mha headcanons #aoyama yūga #sato rikido #bakugo katsuki #todoroki shouto #izuku midoriya #kaminari denki #sero hanta #kirishima eijirou #tokoyami fumikage #shouji mezo #koji kouda #ojiro mashirao #tenya iida

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martellthemandalor · 4 years

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Happy Deathday

Pairing: Max Phillips x f!reader

Warnings: Language, suggestion of biting

Rating: T (teen)

Word count: 1.9K+

A/N: This is a small fic for anyone celebrating their birthday! I hope you enjoy this little treat with our favourite vampire sales manager. also no editing because i finished this at 3am lmaoo.

Masterlist!

GIF IS NOT MY OWN. CREDIT TO THE OWNER.

“Happy birthday to you!”

The off-key drone of your co-workers voices finished with an enthusiastic round of applause. You smile up at the gaggle of them, leaning forward to blow out the singular candle protruding from the cake being presented to you.

“Thank you everyone, please help yourself to a slice before you leave. Lord knows I won’t be able to finish it by myself,” You joked, gesturing to the sizeable cake that rested in the hands of your boss. He chuckled at you, setting the cake down and producing a knife to section it with.

You got to packing away your days’ work right away, your colleagues flocking to the sweet treat being offered freely on the adjacent desk.

A cold hand on your shoulder caused you to jump. Your mouth twisted into a small smile as you swivelled to find yourself met with the dark eyes of your manager.

“(Y/N) I need to see you in my office,” He instructed, that damn infuriating smirk playing across his face.

“Come on Boss, it’s her birthday let her go have fun,” Tim protested through a mouthful of cake. You grinned at him, rolling your eyes as you saw him reach for another slice.

“Thank you for your concern Tim, I would almost be grateful if it wasn’t a clear ploy to get more of my cake,” You accused playfully. “Of course boss, I’ll be right with you.”

Max gave your shoulder a squeeze, shooting you a wink as he sauntered back to his office.

“You really shouldn’t let him keep you late, this is literally the one day a year you can break the rules,” Tim mumbled at you, biting off another chunk of cake.

“Tim, I really don’t think that’s true,” You laughed, “But if it makes you feel any better, my plans don’t start until later, I kind of guessed Max would be enough of an asshole to keep me back after work,” You slung your bag over your shoulder and made your way over to Max’s office. Glancing over your shoulder you saw Tim trying to sneak another slice cake.

“Hey Tim, just take the whole thing okay? I’ve got another one coming later,” You called to him.

Tim’s eyes lit up, nabbing the cake off the desk and all but sprinting out of the door. You really did work with some… interesting characters to say the least. It certainly made every day a different experience, especially with the changes that had been happening around the office recently.

You softly rapped on the solid wood of the door, and upon hearing the muffled “Yep!” from the other side swiftly entered.

Max was leant back on his chair, legs propped up on his desk. His eyes raked over your figure as you shut the door behind you. You turned to face him, bracing your back against the smooth wood.

“You never learnt the art of subtlety did you?” You asked him, arching your eyebrow at your undead boyfriend.

“Absolutely not sweetheart, sales don’t come from subtlety,” He claimed, swinging his feet off the desk and beckoning you to come sit on his lap. You rolled your eyes at him, an involuntary action you found yourself doing twice as much since beginning your relationship with him.

“People are going to find out about this if you don’t tone it down,” You said nonchalantly, wandering slowly towards the desk, your eyes locked on his.

“You say that as if it’s a bad thing,” Max retorted, dramatically rolling his eyes in direct parody of you. “Besides babe, I just know you love it.” He punctuated his point with a wink.

God you wanted to slap him sometimes.

“And… how do you know that?” You asked. Your fingertips trailed across the polished oak of the desk, dancing around the various pencil pots and other knick-knacks he had spread across the surface. Another part of his game with the team, every time he turned someone new, suddenly a new item turned up on his desk.

Max had told you it was a motivation tactic, because of course it was. He said that people don’t like being reduced to objects, explaining that by adding an item, a trophy, each time someone was turned reduced them to just that. By doing this, and drawing attention to it through meetings and whatnot, the non-turned would work twice as hard in order to stay that way, to not be reduced to an object. He may be a smug bastard, but you couldn’t say he wasn’t a clever one.

You slid across the front of the desk, gave Max the smuggest smile you could muster, then hopped up onto the edge opposite him. A blatant shun to his previous invitation. This was another game he liked to play with you, the cat and mouse of it all, and you were more than happy to fill your role.

“Because,” he said, leaning forward in that ridiculous chair and dropping his voice lower. “I could hear your heart beat faster.”

Yeah, he got you there. Damn his upper hand. You tried to keep a straight face as the cogs in mind whirred furiously to come up with a smartass retort. It quickly became impossible to do so though, you knew Max could see right through your struggle as he slowly inched his chair closer to you. You fought back your smile, but lost the struggle with an infectious laugh as his face contorted into a smug duck face.

“Gotcha,” he proclaimed triumphantly. In one swift move he lifted you from the desk and into his lap, his strength meaning you weighed nothing as he pulled you close to him, causing a slight squeal to escape you. It sent a thrill through you whenever he displayed his strength like that, the way he strong armed you around a complete juxtaposition to the feather light way he handled you while doing it.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as you settled into his lap, his own hands resting comfortably around your waist. He cocked his eyebrow at you, his copyright smirk playing across his lips as he waited for you to make the move.

You smoothed your hands across the back of his neck, over his shoulders and traced your fingers across the rigid lapels of his suit. Then you grabbed onto the lapels and tugged him towards your mouth, leading him into a surprisingly gentle kiss.

His cool lips instinctively moved against your own, hand coming up to cup your jaw as he dragged his tongue across your bottom lip. Opening your mouth you let him slip his tongue in, his gentle taste of mint flooding your senses. You smiled against him when you broke for breath.

He dragged his lips across your jaw, trailing kisses down your neck.

“Happy birthday baby,” He murmured against the warmth of your skin.

“Thank you babe,” You responded, tugging lightly on his hair to pull him from you. You both looked at each other for a minute, his eyes darting over your features, as if trying to memorise you.

The silence was thick and comfortable, but as was normal with Max the quiet didn’t last long.

“Are you sure you want to do this sweetheart?” Max asked. He brushed his thumb softly across your cheekbone, his other hand coming up to caress down your neck. The tenderness of his touch made your heart jump at your ribs. You slid your hands up his arms, resting them at his wrists.

“I’m more than sure Max, we’ve talked about this, I want this,” You reassured him.

“But-” You quickly placed a finger over his lips. For a man so hell bent on turning every other warm body in the office for the sake of efficiency, he was being surprisingly apprehensive with you.

“Max. Look at me. I love you. I want this with you. There’s no one else I can possibly imagine being with, and I- fuck- I want to be turned by you so I can live with you as we are, forever. Okay?” You stressed. Max took your hands in his and brought them to his lips, peppering kisses along each of your knuckles.

“I love you to baby, so much,” He said gently. He leant in and pressed a series of chaste kisses to your lips. Then it was like a switch flipped in his head and suddenly your suave, almost douchebag of a boyfriend was back again. “Come on then sweetheart,” He announced, a tap on your thigh giving you the hint to stand up. You smiled as you dismounted him, heading for the door.

He got up and shot to the door before you could get close, opening it for you. He landed a playful swat on your ass as you crossed the open threshold, his voice following not long after.

“Let’s get you home and turned to the sexiest vamp in the office, rivalled only by me of course”

Entering your apartment was like entering a different world. Max had disappeared on his lunch break and where initially you were confused as to what he could have got up to for the full hour, it was now crystal clear.

He had come back to yours and cleaned the place from head to toe. He had also layed out candles and ruby red rose petals across the floor of the hall, which he was currently, and rather frantically, lighting as you hung up your coat.

Your living room had undergone the same treatment, with the addition of a bottle of red wine, a new wine glass set, a box of fancy chocolates and a small, very neatly wrapped, present sitting pretty in the middle of your coffee table.

“Max you- you didn’t have to do all this,” You exclaimed to your boyfriend, who had now settled himself on the sofa. He patted the space next to him, which you eagerly occupied.

“Of course I did, it’s your birthday and you deserve something extra special,” He responded, hand waving off your concerns.

He then leant forward and took the present from the table, placing it into your waiting hands. Snuggling into him, you began to carefully unwrap the present. The paper fell away to show a black velvet box, opening which caused you to gasp loudly.

Inside was a ring, a beautiful woven band of silver with a small diamond set with precision in the middle.

“Will you marry me?”

The words were murmured next to your ear, soft and laced with anxiety. Your stomach did a somersault for him, your beautiful, self-assured dumbass was really afraid that you would turn him down.

You twisted in his embrace, softly kissing him before whispering “Yes,” against his lips. His answering smile was one you were never going to forget, so full of joy and love, and all for you. Only for you.

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as Max gently took the ring box from you.

He took the ring from the box and slid it onto your ring finger, sealing the placement with a kiss.

The rest of the evening flew by. Between the glasses of red, feeding each other chocolate and laughing, it felt like time had turned to liquid around you. Max was running his fingers through your hair, his gaze fixated on your neck.

It was time.

“Ready sweetheart?” He simply asked, as if you weren’t about to give up your rhythmic heartbeat for him. The anticipation was making your heart race and you wondered if you would ever miss the feeling of it hammering in your ribs.

“Yes Max, ready as I’ll ever be,” You affirmed, your hand seeking his own and instinctively locking with it.

You skin felt alight, burning hot when you felt the smooth curve of his fangs brush against your neck.

“Happy deathday baby.”

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kemiidoesthings · 5 years

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|Sinful desire|

Contains: Medieval times, Incubus Katsuki, Nun Reader, Sodomy, Rough sex, Sadism/Masochism, Public sex, Biting, Scratching, Blood, Choking, Hair pilling, Masturbation, Dirty Talk/Down Talk, Sleeping sex.

Okay but WARNING, this chapter kinda really bashes Catholics and the lifestyle of being a nun so if you’d be offended I’d recommend to not read :) (even tho it does kinda go against that life style idfk what the hell they do, I’m nk ot catholic so I’ve never been to mass or whatever. So if I get stuff wrong it’s because I was too lazy too look it up) tHiS cHaPtEr is not for the faint heart let me tell you.... it’s for the kinky bastards like me LMAOO

“Oh my...” You covered your mouth as you looked over the man who lay passed out near the well. You had been sent to retrieve two buckets of water from the well for your sisters in the monastery when you came across this man who laid beaten and bloody, passed out near the well. “I’ll be right back” You promise the Ash blond haired male who only laid there in his silence from being asleep. You hastily rose to your feet and ran back to the monastery your hair covering flying off in the process. You didn’t care, this man was injured and you needed someone to help you carry him back so someone could treat him. Once the monastery was in sight you began calling out. “Sister Anna!” You waved your hands back and forth and your friend lifted her eyes to look over at you. “Sister (Y/N) you’ve lost your headdress!” She scolded but you shook your head. “Forget my veil! I’ve found a man passed out by the well Get Help!” You said and she nodded before putting her hand on her headdress and running off unlike you who had wirelessly ran without keeping your headdress on.You gulped and ran back to where the man was to kneel down next to him. You looked him over and cradled his head on your thighs. His face was covered in blood from a cut on his forehead and his body was bruised badly. You wondered what or who had given him his cuts and bruises. “Sister (Y/N)!” Your name being called made you look back to see three more women running towards you. “We’ve come to help carry him back.” They said and you nodded as your friend Anna handed you your headdress she found on the way back. You stood and lazily placed the veil on your head before helping to lift the man to bring him back. He was quite heavy and his body was really warm against your skin. Once back at the monastery you laid him on a bench and the other girls ran off to grab things to clean his wounds with. “What have you brought into our presence?” Headmaster Bertha said and you gulped. “I-I found this man passed out by the well.” You said as she forcibly fixed your hair back into your headdress making you flinch at her rough behavior. She questionably looked past you to the rough looking man who laid sound in his slumber. “Hmm, very well.” She said and you sighed in relief just as the other girls came back with wet washcloths.“Take care of him today, and when he wakes up we’ll decide what to do with him.” She said before walking away. You smiled and instantly went to helping clean him. “You were very stupid you know.” Anna said and you rolled your eyes. “I helped a man who was in need. I wouldn’t call that stupid you know.” You countered and Anna thought a moment. “I guess you could be right.” You both giggled as you finished washing and Dressing the sleeping stranger’s wounds. After treating him. you moved him to a bedroom where he could rest until he woke up. You kept a close eye on him. Watching his breathing and making sure he was warm. You only went away to fetch the water from the well like you were instructed earlier but he had still not awoken by evening making you worry. But you let him rest peacefully. You would sleep on the floor. This happened for a day. He slept a day away as you did your duties. He only crossed your mind a few times which when he did you would take a break and bring him water to find he was still resting peacefully. But even though he looked as soft and sweet as ever when he was asleep you had a gut feeling that something wasn’t quite right with him. Maybe he wasn’t as you perceived him. He might’ve been the most rotten man on earth. Or he could be a simple sweet man as he looked.

It was an unexpected time when he decided to rise from his slumber it was when you were eating dinner with your fellow sisters. He had shamelessly walked around shirtless with bandages all over his body until he found the room with the commotion in it. He walked in and the talking stopped almost instantly. Some of your sisters dropped their eating utensils catching your attention. “What’s so- oh...” you looked at the blonde haired male who looked over the group of women who were staring back at him the same. His eyes were red and calculating and it made you shiver when his gaze passed over you.

You gulped and stood before walking over to him and grabbing his hand to get his attention. “Sir, how are you feeling?” You asked and he tsked, “My head hurts and I'm achingly hungry” He complained and you gulped as your close friend Anna walked up beside you. ”Perfect timing then, we are eating and we have some leftovers!” You guided him into the kitchen to which he followed hesitantly. There you scooped him a bowl of the soup you were eating.

He never said thank you or blesses this food, he just began eating and it made you a bit fidgety. After he ate, you and Anna brought him to headmaster Bertha who greeted him kindly. “Katsuki Bakugou,” he spoke his name after she introduced herself to him. “We will be taking care of until you are completely better, it’s the least we can do.” She said and he nodded. “I’m very grateful.” He said and Bertha smiled. Her smile was a hideous sighy and you wondered if that would change the male’s mind for staying in the monastery with a horde of celibate woman.

He was led out of the room and you were about to follow when Bertha grabbed the back of your collar. “I’m putting you in charge over him, make sure he stays in check but also take care of him and nurse him back to health.” She said and you gulped as you nodded. She then sent you off to find your special male guest.

It was a routine, waking up and bandaging him. He didn't your mind but often spoke to you making you quite nervous and hot feeling. Your face would flush and you'd end up fanning yourself for an off reason. You had never felt this way before. He noticed.

”How long are you going to keep me here?” He asked and you sputtered a bit. ”N-no ones keeping you here! You just shouldn't leave until you're fully healthy” You insisted and he chuckled. ”Sure sweetheart” He leaned in and put a single finger under your chin making you look up from his bandages and into his eyes. When you saw how close he was you froze. A small gasp escaped your mouth when you came so close to his fiery red eyes your eyes widening at the close proximity.

Suddenly your heart began beating fast and your breath quickened, you felt like your stomach was churning (not painfully). Bakugou chuckled, “Are you nervous?” He Asked you and your eyes flickered from his eyes to his bandages again. “W-why should I be nervous?” You asked before gulping and he grinned, “No, reason...” He came closer his eyes trained on your parted, soft tookmg, "None at all." He said before leaning in and pressing his tips against yours in a soft way. This made you gasp and lean back but he chased you keeping his lips against yours as his kiss grew a bit more passionate. His expert tongue slipped past your lips in your surprise and claimed your mouth as his own.

This felt... Good.

When he pulled away you were both stunned and breathless. You looked at him with wide eyes as your chest heaved up and down with surprise your hearing going a midion miles an hour. He chuckled at your reaction, "Stunned?" He asked and you blushed intensity before looking to the side in shame. He sighed and stood up before slipping a shirt on over his bare chest. He then squatted down next to you as you sat on the floor still recovering from the kiss. "I heard about you." He whispered into your ear ift a raspy voice his tips dragging along the edge with every syllable uttered. The feeling was absolutely sinful. He snickered luckily into your ear making your body shiver in response. "You're not exactly the most, reffned sister should I say it?" He chuckled and pulled away knowing he had successfully delivered his message to you.

It was true, you weren't the most refined. You were a little rebellious, you played with the rufes without outright breaking them. It was like your talent. You got away with stuff you knew was tempting fate. You were a risk taker. And now Bakugou knew that to which he'd use to his advantage.

"Sister (Y/N)! Could you please go get some more water for the baths?" Sister Carol called as Sister Susan stood next to her closely. You nodded and carried two buckets to the creek before dipping them in and filling them with the cool water. Then you began your track back to the monastery. You assumed someone had just taken a bath and needed new water for someone else. You wondered who was taking a bath though because it was scheduled. You weren't scheduled for a bath for a few days.

By the time you returned it was dark and the buckets of water had reached a warm temperature. It was almost dinner time so all the girls were scurrying go put food on the table as you walked down to the bathhouse. You sighed and backed in the door before turning around and gasping as you saw the ash blond sitting in one of the large tubs. He looked at you the warm flickering light from the candles making him look beautiful and tempting as he sat in the sudsy water completely naked. "Don't be shy" he encouraged and you gulped before letting the door fall shut behind you

The room smelted of soap and candles and a beautiful natural musts that you had never smelted before in the bath area. It was nice. You sighed and you breathed in before walking over and setting the buckets down quietly. Bakugou was watching you the whole time, Like a lion with its prey, waiting to pounce when the time was right,

"Wait" He said when you were almost to the door. You stopped in your tracks and waited as you heart the sound of him lifting himself out of the water. You heard the small droplets of water splash onto the tile floor as he stepped out of the tub and walked across the floor. You could hear the small slap of the flesh of the bottom of his foot on the wet tile as he neared you. Your heart was beating fast. Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh

"Wash me " He whispered and you Blinked a few times. "... What?" You asked and he instantly chuckled at your response. "Bathe me," he proposed again and you blushed deeply at the prospect. "You owe it to me, my wounds are still open." He coaxed into your ear and you gulped. "A-alright" You nodded and he smiled "J-just grab a towel and sit on that stool. I'll wash you up." You promised him.

So he walked over and wrapped a small towel over his crotch, covering his manhood, before sitting down on the stool you had so graciously pointed out. You gulped and wiped your forehead a bit before turning around and grabbing a bar of soap to clean Bakugou with. You grabbed one of the buckets and a rag before soaking the rag in water and lathering it in the soap. You gulped and knelt behind Bakugou starting with his back. You washed his back, graciously running the soapy rag over his muscular back that was soaked and unintentionalty flexing whenever he moved. And the way the candlelight flickered over his tan skin made the scene like a painting. It set a mood and mad you feel certain things. You didn't know what those things were... But you ended up clenching your legs together quite often as you washed his body. Rubbing the cloth over his firm muscles making so to clean him thoroughly. You couldn't help yourself but get flustered knowing it was only a thin piece of material blocking you from having skin to skin contact. You inwardly scolded yourself for wanting to know how his body felt against your hands. You gulped and washed over his pecs making you glance away. He was so large and muscular in the chest area. It was really pleasant to wash him there. You shook your head at your thought and washed his abs distract yourself from his gorgeous pecs Once you had finished his abs and washed off his legs and feet you sighed. done." You said beginning to stand when he spoke up, his hands pushing you down by your shoulders. "You missed a spot." He smirked at you and you raised an eyebrow before glancing down at his towel. He grinned and slowly pulled the towel off making your eyes widen.You quickly looked away from his manly private parts your face feeling hot. "What's the matter, sweetheart?" He asked in a soothing voice. “Demon got your tongue?" He asked and you glared at him making him bite his bottom lip. You shook your head, "No." You said sternly before your voice began to break. "I-I'm fine." You insisted and he nodded as he sat legs spread baring himself fully to you. Clean it good," Bakugou he leaned down and whispered into your ear huskily before licking the shell of your ear making you tremble at the feeling. When he pulled back you looked up into his burning red eyes a moment before nodding. "Yes.." You complied wetting the washcloth and making it sudsy again. You gulped and slowly began to wash down his V-line to his manhood where you gently rubbed with the washcloth. He groaned lightly as he watched you, kneeling

before him, washing his shaft Your face felt hot, really hot You didn't know what the heck was even going on but you persisted He asked you to wash him and that's what you were going to do. only took a few strokes for Bakugou to speak up. “Just use your hands” He encouraged and you looked at him like a deer caught in headlight He chuckled “ I”m not circumcised like all those bimbo priests" He gently pulled the washcloth away leaving his member bare for you to look at again “You have to clean it with your hands" He smirked and you blushed terribly as you looked at it “O-okay“ So you began to wrap your hands around his length before bitting your bottom lip it’s so thick... You thought as you squeezed it with one of your hands even my fingertips together You blushed as Bakugou groaned lighty.

"You sizing up your seat?” He asked and you blushed even harder. "Trust me baby, it's the best you'll ever see"He said confidentily and you just looked down at it as you began to rub it. You could feel him stiffening up under your touch which made you feel a bit confused but you ignored it.

Your hands moved slowily, rubbing his cock and feeling as his foreskin glided back and forth over his shaft smoothly. It was kind of satisfying doing this... You could feel his blood pulse hot though his weins and his ridges against your hands It was like you were exploring something for the first time. It was exciting and it made your heart race even as a small bit of guilt clouded over your head. ”mm, faster" He instructed and you without hesitating moved your hand up and down his length faster. The suds you created against his shaft made your hand slippier creating a small wet noise to come from your movements. "Yeah just like that sweetheart” He encouraged as his muscles tensed showing you his gorgeous sculpted abs making you feeling completely overwhelmed by the naked man in front of you You didn't even notice when something else milky white joined the soap suds. growled deeply making your heart beat fast as the feeling sent shivers down your spine You looked up to see something that looked like a black crack on the side of his head. Almost like his skin were about to peel off, but the crack went away. "You can stop now, I'm all clean." He said and you nodded pulling your hands away from his penis that was going flaccid again. "Heh, not bad sweetheart." He stood up and dipped himself into the tub to rinse all the soap suds off of his body. "Go eat your dinner, “ I’ll be there in a bit." He promised and you nodded before standing and walking out the door Only then did you realize what you had done. You were a blushing mess and you felt your hands tingle. We're not going to even talk about what was going on between your legs. But it was strange, his skin on the side of his head...You wondered why it did that After dinner, you went to the study. There you looked up many things about spirits and evil things..You had a strong hunch about Katsuki Bakugou and it wasn't a good one After studying late into the night you decided to finally turn in. Now that you had successfully scared yourself out of your wits you thought you should try to get some shut eye. You entered your room and undressed before slipping on your white nightgown having a creeping feeling that you were being watched. You shivered and ran your hands over your bare arms goosebumps appearing after your own touch. No, it couldn't be. You were by yourself It was probably just you feeling superstitious from reading those old books on spirits and demons. So you crawled into your bed covering yourself with your blankets as if to protect you from the darkness. You laid your head down onto your soft white pillow and stared at the ceiling a moment before sighing and mumbling your nightly prayer. Then you closed your eyes and began to drift into a deep sleep. A grin spread across the demon's lips as he watched you close your eyes. He'd help you sleep deep tonight. With a wave of his hands, he could instantly see your body relax under the sheets. This only made him snicker at how susceptible your body was to his magic. It was because of your state of mind, always teeter tottering over the edge. Playing with the rules and having risky behavior all the while being pure and devout. You were the perfect candidate for him to prey upon. The incubus slowly let himself merge out of the ceiling and land onto the floor next to your bed. Bakugou didn't even hesitate to sit on the side of your bed. He knew you wouldn't wake up, but he knew you'd have a very vivid dream of his actions promiscuous. That made it all the more exciting. He pulled your blankets to the side and looked at your beautiful legs your nightgown having ridden up to expose more of your soft skin. 0h, he adored your smooth thighs and soft plump ass. He sighed as he shamelessly ran his hands up the expanse of your thighs, pushing you nightgown up with his hands. He pushed the nightgown up over your breasts exposing your soft tender skin which was rising and falling with every small breath. He chuckled and took your breasts into his hands, groping and squeezing at the soft flesh of your chest. The feeling only had

you light stirring in your sleep. "That's it." Bakugou coaxed as he ran his late manly hands down your body to your shapely hips where he squeezed the flesh of your hips. He then hooked his fingers under the band of your panties before pulling them down your legs, exposing your womanhood to him. He liked the way your core was hidden behind your thighs that were pressed together. It made him grin and eagerly sniff at your underwear, "Ahh." He sighed in pleasure at your scent. He loved the smell of untouched women He then looked back at you and gently grabbed your thighs, spreading them apart and drinking in the image of your womanhood which you had labeled forbidden fruit. It made him want to touch, eat and destroy it all the more. Anything consecrated to good he wanted to turn to evil, he wanted you to make that decision yourself though. He couldn't force you to be corrupt. You had to decide to do that yourself, but he was more than willing to help. He slid his hand in between your thighs and gently pressed his palm against your womanhood. He grinned at the small intake of breath your sleeping form made. He then wriggled his finger into your folds there he felt the reservoir of wet heat you held between your legs. "Oh, you're so wet, sweetheart." He whispered huskily before swirling his finger around inside of you making your sleeping form whimper. "Bet that feels like heaven to someone who's never been touched down here." He seemed to emphasize his point by adding another finger causing your body to clench down around him tightly at the sensation. "That's it-"he coaxed thrusting his fingers in and out of your pool of wet juices creating a small squelching sound from between your legs even though he wasn't moving very fast. It didn't take very long for whiny mewls to escape your mouth. He watched as your face was scrunched up and your lips were parted for your quickened breaths to exit and retreat with ease. Oh, and also for the beautiful sounds to tumble off your lips with all elegance. He continued his motions for a few moments before slowly pulling his hands back to witness how you had soaked his fingers with your juices of arousal. He chuckled at your maiden body and licked his fingers clean of your arousal. "You taste like sugar sweetheart." He made a compliment to your sleeping form before he let his hand come down to rest on your inner thigh where he massaged as he slowly made this way back to your pussy. He grinned and gently spread your lower lips with his middle finger and his thumb before using his index finger to press against your swollen, pleasure sensitive clit. When he did you body jumped before your body laid back and you panted wildly. "I know, it's begging for stimulation." He said before rubbing the pink nub in a circular motion eliciting a low whiny moan from your lips. He watched your body as he pleased you in your sleep. Here he could get all the honest reactions out of you. Your body would be honest and you would do stuff you wouldn't normally do on your own accord. He loved it.

“What do you want sweetheart?" He asked as if you had a desperate need even though he knew you wouldn't reply. He read your body language quite easily. He saw your perfect sized chest rising and falling with each pleasure-filled breath, he saw you hands clenching and releasing the sheets in your fists and he saw you gyrating your hips trying to get any bit of stimulation from his hand you could. This made him grin Your body speaks volumes sweetheart"He snickered evilly before he began to vigorously rub your clit. Your sleeping form gasped and cried out as your back arched from intense feelings of stimulation. It was deep pleasure he was installing into your body, building you up until your fingers were thinking and your body felt like it was on fire. Katsuki watched you closely until he could see you were close to your release, he grinned and dipped his fingers back into your dripping entrance pumping them in and out fluidly until your head was tossing and turning. You were on the brink of ecstasy and that's when he pulled his hand away Your body almost cried out in desire but you were asleep so your brow only furrowed at the loss of contact. Katsuki snickered and stood up, he had a plan. And that plan meant you couldn't cum just yet Your face was hot, it was burning red. You had never had a dream like that beforel And such a clear one, it was like it was almost real. The thought had you shivering and clenching your legs together. You could barely shovel down your breakfast, everything you did or looked at made in between your legs throb and it was making you insane. And Bakugou of all people... You had seen other men, so why was he the one in your dreams? And the explicit ones at that. The whole day you were constantly fighting the urge to, touch yourself...You had never touched yourself before but that seems had sparked something within you that had you itching to do something. Play with yourself or something! And when you had to climb a fence today, oh good lord. Sitting on the top just put the right amount of pressure on your clothed womanhood and you accidentally moaned Thanktfullyou were alone so no one heard.. ors.w.. You had kind of shamelessly rocket your hips backs and forth to receive some kind of relieving friction between your legs. You soon became ashamed and climbed off the fence, you didn't notice but you had thoroughly soaked your panties through the length of the day. It was torture. It was a few days later and you were packing up Bakugou again. "H-how are your injuries?" You asked and Katsuki lifted up his shirt over his head as you got his ointment and bandages ready as you were to bandage him in his room. "Feeling better, how are you, sweetheart?" He asked and you looked up at him from his body. He had the biggest shit eating grin you had ever seen, It was making you think he knew something he shouldn't have. But then your thoughts of this man crossed your mind, and what you had looked up in the study...What if it was true your thought?

He acted just like the books said, and the crack in the side of his head when you were bathing him... Plus your dream.. "Turn around. "Bakugou suddenly said as you dressed his last wound as you stood in front of him. "What?" You asked and he almost glared at you. "Turn around." He said again in slightly sterner voice which mad you slowly turn so that your back was facing him. It took no time at all for him to wrap his left arm around your waist and his right arm to reach around and grab your chin, swiftly moving it so that you were facing your right. You gasped at his hands on your face and on your body. "You've figured some things out have you, sweetheart?" He whispered into your ear before nipping at the shell of it making you whimper. "I-I don't-nngh!" You struggled when his hand around your waist pulled you back tighter against him. "Don't lie to me, I am a spawn of the prince of lies. I can tell a lie when I hear one." He threatened through grit teeth and you clenched your eyes closed. Suddenly you felt his body warm against yours, it was burning hot and it made you whimper a bit from the intense heat against your body. "Say it." He ordered as the heat died down. You panted and nodded as you looked at the wall in front of you, his breathing steady into your ear. "Y-you're an incubus.." You said and there was a small silence before you heard him chuckle huskily right into your ear. He released his body on your body and gently pushed your forward. "So look on me, prove your suspicions, human." You gulped and dared to turn and look at him behind you. When you fully turned you

gasped. There he stood, his eyes a glowing fiery red and from his head protruding two large black horns which mad you tremble. His hands were adorned with bracelets and rings and his nails were black and sharp, his neck was encircled with a choker which held symbols and different designs changing the whole atmosphere. He was shirtless his shoulders adorned with a royal cape of sorts and he wore black pants. He looked.. Devilishly handsome. Your jaw slacked and Bakugou looked at you suspiciously. "Am I not hideous to you?" He asked in disbelief before grinning. "Or are you just that corrupted already sweetheart?" He asked and you gulped. "I-1..." You couldn't finish. He was too beautiful... And now in between your legs had grown hot and wet. This was immediately picked up by Katsuki. He sniffed the air and sighed. "You're quote potent today sweetheart, I didn't think you would be so easily aroused by this." He gestures to himself but how could you not? He was literally everything wrong and sexual. t was like your most prominent desire but dressed in beautiful clothing That's when you realized i...Katsuki was your desire. Bakugou licked his canine fang seductively."You haven't run out screaming yet, "he observed and you nodded stepping forward towards him. "Are you ready to break your vow Ms. (Y/N)?t" He wiped his bottom lip with his thumb making you want to kiss and bite his bottom lip yourself You looked at him a moment as you thought over why you lived your life as a nun. But your emotions were heavily swaying towards Katsuki. All you could see was him, all you could hear was his husky voice whispering lewd words into your ear from your dream, all you could smell was his natural dominant musk which made your legs clench together in desire. Everything pointed to him, you wanted him. You want him badly. You finally couldn't speak anymore, all you could do was nod needily "Uh-huh." You almost begged and Katsuki instantly took you up into his arms. He barely gave you time to realize what was happening before he kissed you roughly. It was like he had been waiting for this for so long He instantly groaned against your mouth, letting his hands shamelessly grope your body through your clothing. Groping your breasts and running down your body to your ass where he gave a firm squeeze. You yelped and Bakugou chuckled taking your bottom lip between his teeth and sucking on it as he looked right into your eyes. All you could see was how gorgeous he was how badly you wanted him He kissed you again and used his nails to tear apart your clothes making you gasp and blush. He wasted no time in gripping your ass with his large calloused hands his black nails poking against your tender skin. You gasped and pressed your body against him. "I've wanted you since you found me at that fucking well." He rasped out before spinning you around and placing you on his bed tearing off your clothes and looking at your beautiful body. You gasped and looked up at his wild expression with a daze. You could barely comprehend what was happening. His hands all over your skin and his lips on your neck, whispering lewd words right into your ears. It all shook you down to your core and aided in your arousal. That was the only thing binding you to your

sanity, you were aroused and knew that you wanted to be pleasured. “Bakugou..." You mumbled out in a haze and he pressed a finger to your lips. "Call me Katsuki." He said as he kissed and licked at your ear.Y looked at the ceiling a moment before slowly nodding. "Katsuki." You let his name spill from your lips in an experimental way, you found out you loved calling him by his first name. You wanted to be the new mantra on your lips, muttering his name over and over again. And Bakugou was sure to make you that was with the way he was touching your body Katsuki wasn't very gentle with his movements, he would nip at your neck and leave marks as if he was an animal finally tasting flesh for the first time. He growled against your sensitive skin and you moaned your hands shakily grabbing at any part of him as support. This was all so new and exciting but also terrifying at the same time. You couldn't come back after you did this and part of you told you it was wrong and you should push him away. But the other part of you was begging you to let him kiss and touch you all over. And just as he began to do that you gave in to the latter. "Y-your lips are-ahh-"you gasped as he wrapped his plump pink lips around the bud of your breast tasting the sensitive areas with his sporadic tongue. You couldn't help but throw your has back and moan, "O-oh my-"he cut you off. "It's okay, say it." He looked into your eyes demanding absolute rebellion from you. You, looking at his face, didn't even notice his hand adorned with rings reaching between your legs. He watched you as he pressed his digits against your satin panties outlining the lips of your slit through your soaked I swear.

You gasped at the feeling and fisted the sheets in your hands, "O-oh my god- Katsuki!" You moaned and he pressed a hungry passionate kiss against your soft lips. "You like that?" He asked as he rubbed your clit in a circle. You whimpered your face red and your thighs trembling as he teased the sensitive bundle of nerves. "I-I can't-nngh!" You let your head fall back as the stimulation made you want to clamp your legs shut. You had never felt this way before, sure in your dream with Bakugou but you'd never actually touched yourself for pleasure. The thought of doing it was just awkward. "Hmm, baby girl?" He tested before vigorously rubbing your clit to elicit a reaction from you. At this, you squeaked and clenched your eyes shut and cried out in a pathetic way as if you were crying. "There..." He said before kissing your lips lightly, "That's all I wanted sweetheart." He licked his fang as he looked at your face which was beginning to sweat from the stimulation your body had never received before. "K-Katsuki, it throbs." You said nervously and he grinned. "Oh?" He teased before dipping his middle and ring finger into your sex. You gasped and whimpered as you watched his hand steadily pump in and out of your soaked hot core. "Remind you of your dream?" He asked and you whined before looking at him with wide eyes. "H-how do you know about..." You cut yourself off as he gave you a mischievous look. "What do you think?" He gave you a devilish grin and you looked at him a moment before gulping. All the while his fingers were still pumping in and out of your core causing small whimpers and mumbles of his name to escape your lips. You had your answer. He was an incubus, you didn't dream that. He had actually fondled you in your sleep... The more you thought about it the more it made you shiver in desire. Maybe he had planned this all along.

You whined and Bakugou chuckled, "I think someone's a little eager to really start" He said and you panted lightly nodding, "Yes, yes please-" you begged and he chuckled at your needy behavior. "Always so respectful," he grabbed his cape and threw it to the ground where it disappeared on a swirl of ash. You gasped in amazement as you watched the pieces of flying ash slowly disappear into the air as Katsuki knelt between your legs unbuckling his pants. As you were distracted he pulled his cock through the opening and gently pumped himself up and down getting his foreskin to rub up and down his length smoothly. When you heard him growing deeply you looked at him in confusion "Katsuki- annhh!" You yelped when you felt the tip of his large cock rub up and down the outside of your slit making your womanhood tingle in pleasure. You could feel the blunt tip of his cock rubbing up and down your slit, teasing the sensitive pink skin that was soaked in your own juices. "Katsuki-oh my-oh my god-" You squeaked when he eased his cock past your lips and rubbed your clit with the head of his dick. "Oh yeah baby." He let out a deep groan as he felt pleasure from rubbing the sensitive head of his cock against your wet pussy Bakugou chuckled at the way you desperately grabbed at the sheets and pushed at the headboard of the bed in a futile struggle to deal with the pleasure. "I-I feel so weird- nn!" You panted as he swirled the tip of his cock around your clit making it throb and your entrance to clench and leak your juices out onto the sheets. Bakugou could feel your womanhood pulse against the tip of his cock, "That's it, baby, let it all out." He used his fingers to dip into your folds your slick coating his fingers instanty With his cock rubbing your clit so mercilessly and his fingers pumping in and out of your virgin entrance, you came immediately. "Katsuki!" You cried out in a hushed tone at the pleasure that was wracking through your fragile body. All you could see was white as your body sweat and trembled on the bed your fingers twitching and your toes curling at the feeling. Your breaths came out uneven and heavy, and your heart pounded hard within your chest as if it were trying to pound its way out. This feeling was amazing. But Katsuki wasn't going to let your body rest, he was impatient and he had been holding back for a long time and he didn't have any more patience. So he drug the head of his cock down your slit to your entrance where he slowly eased himself inside of you. You gasped and yelped, "K-K-Kat-Katsuki-!" You couldn't even properly pronounce his name as you threw your head back from the feeling of being so stretched out for the first time. "Oh yes- he moaned and grabbed your hips to hold you in place as he began to thrust in and out of you He never let you properly adjust to his size making you cry out at the mild pain inside of your body as his cock penetrated you over and over again, paving the way for every thrust inside of your slick heat. You felt so stretched out, you could feel every vein and bump on his cock with every movement, rubbing and massaging your sensitive nerves which only drank up the pleasure he was rocking into your body. "K-Katsuki it hurts! Your eyes were a little watery but he paid no mind, he was a demon after all. "You know what my motto is when it comes to sex?" He grunted as he thrust inside roughly and you groaned at the overwhelming feeling of his large cock along with his nails dipping into the flesh of your hips. "W-what is it?" You asked timidly and he grinned.

"I'll just have to fuck it out of you." He said and you whimpered as you looked at him。He then squeezed your hips tighter and thrust into you with a deep force causing you to arch your back as sparks of pain mixed with pleasure ran through your veins. This feeling was intoxicating. You didn't ever want it to stop. Bakugou hissed when you clenched down around him your clit throbbing as your body was nearing it's second release you were sure you'd pass out from. "Dammit-" Bakugou leaned down and wrapped his arms around you lifting your upper body up as he sat back on his heels to thrust up into you. You yelped and grabbed the black horns on his head to steady yourself as he grabbed your ass and pounded you up and down the length of his well-endowed manhood. He grinned his eyes burning fiery red as if they were reflecting the pits of hell, "I'm gonna stain your insides with my seed. Erupt into you like a volcano releasing hot lava, I'm going to burn your inside with pleasure so that you can never forget. So that touching yourself is you can do to stay sane." He smirked his tongue flicking out to wet his bottom lip making you whimper. You could see the evil in his eyes, you could feel the ridges of evil that protruded from his skull in your hands. You could feel his devilish charm sleeping into your from his fingertips his nails piercing your skin with present red marks that would no doubt take a long time to heal. "How'bout it sweetheart?" He asked as your breasts bounced from the force of his thrusts up into you and his hands bringing your ass down onto him at the same time. The motion made you a whining mess from the pleasure he pounding up into you. Hitting that spot that had your knees feeling like jelly, the strength to do anything leaving your body.You could barely hold onto his horns for support, you felt like you were going to fall apart wrapped around his cock. You felt like you might die, but at the moment you didn't think this would be the worst way to go out 1 can feel you pulsing around me."He purred before pulling his hand away and bringing it back down to give your ass a stinging slap. You yelped and gripped his horns tighter as he had his way with you. "You're so wet for me huh sweetheart?" He proved his words by dragging his fingers in between your legs and coating them in the slick that had dripped down your thighs. You began to whimper your eyes filling up with tears. You could barely handle one orgasm for your first time, but here he was steadily building you up to your next one you were sure you would pass out from. And the way his cock mercilessly slammed up into you with no heed for anything else going on around you both. "P-please Katsuki H need "you sobbed as your body felt so tingly and numb from the pleasure, and this knot that was building up in your abdomen was driving you insane. If you didn't feel relief soon you were sure you would just pass out from overworking yourself for the first time. "What sweetheart? You wanna cum? He teased you as he squeezed your ass cheeks and decided to let you ride down his cock slowly this time. You whined and cried a bit as you nodded feverishly. "Y-yes please-nnck!" You panted and he smirked as he leaned in close to your ear your hands still gripping his horns steadily. "You ready for my cum to slide down your thighs after I stain your insides claiming you as mine?" You whispered huskily as you felt his cock twitch inside of you. Your eyes widened and you bit your bottom lip as you squeaked at the feeling of bringing you down on his hard cock. You weren't given much time to answer when he reached between your legs and carefully rubbed the nub between your legs sparking pleasure to erupt inside of you. You gasped and cried out his name like a mantra on your lips when you saw the stars, you were mumbling indistinguishable words as he bounced you up and down his cock. "Fuck, "he swore as his cock pulsed hot with blood from you squeezing him tightly between your slick folds. It only took a few seconds before he painted your insides with the milky looking

substance making you gasp at the sudden heat you felt inside of you. It was making you feel high and so happy yet at the same time you felt all purity you had being burnt away with the feeling. Now you belong to me." Bakugou kissed at your neck dragging his fangs along the expanse of your skin causing little droplets of blood to drip down your naked sweaty body. "Every part of you is mine, your heart, your body, your soul." He licked the blood from you and you whimpered as you just let him have his way with you. You couldn't much fight it either way. He lifted his head and stared into your eyes with his sharp deadly looking ones a evil look dancing in his irises. "Mine." He breathed out and you shivered, that's when you felt it. You were his now. And there was nothing you could do about it.

Bakugou has let you rest for a bit before you snuck back into your room to really get a good nights rest, you needed it after what you had done. The next day wasn't very eventful but you felt more giddy than usual. And when you caught Katsuki's eye across the room you couldn't help but blush and remember everything you had done the night before. It made your heart race and the places he punctures or scratches your flesh throb with a small heat. It felt good. But you still felt a tinge of guilt whenever you thought about it too much. Today was your bathing day, along with Carol and Susan who had recently been insisting they bath before you so you could take your time and be alone. You don't mind since missing a meal wasn't a big deal to you. So whenever they were done bathing themselves you would fill a tub up and go in yourself and spend as much time loving your body, by bathing it, as you wanted. So today when Carol tapped your shoulder and told you the baths were open you smiled and started getting ready. All the while Bakugou was watching you, this was perfect for him. He watched you work and slowly undress before grabbing a bar of soap and dipping it into the water in front of you. Then you happily scrubbed the bar of soap with a rag before happily running the sudsy rag up and down your body, scrubbing and rubbing away every impurity and speck of dirt. Bakugou couldn't have that, so he decided to walk in and join you. Bakugou had walked in, undressed and transformed back into his true form with horns and claws, and adorned with dark jewelry as if it were carved in the deep depths of hell. Then he watched you, scrubbing your body slowly running your hands over the smooth skin of your flesh, he grinned and lightly groped his cock with skilled hands that knew how to please man or woman.

He did all this and you didn't even notice you were too busy bathing yourself. Evern when you dipped yourself down into the water and could've caught a glimpse of him you were still oblivious... It was only when he laid hands on you that you knew he was there. You gasped and looked back at him over your shoulder since he had pressed himself up behind your wet naked body. "Hello, sweetheart." He purred into your ear as his right arm was wrapped around your waist and his left hand held your chin, his black sharp nails gently pricking your skin. "That's quite a show you put on there baby"He licked up the shell of your ear slowly as he hips ground his erection against your wet ass. You drew in a shaky breath as you felt the length of his cock fit perfectly in the crevice of your ass your body instantly remembering how his manly muscle felt buried in between your glistening folds. The thought had you unintentionally moaning his name. He chuckled and wrapped his large hand around your neck, from behind, giving it a test squeeze making you gasp for air as soon as he let go. "That's what I like." He kissed at the nape of your neck before dragging his teeth across the skin of your back making goosebumps appear in his wake. "Were you thinking about me as you ran your hands all over your skin," He demonstrated by running his right hand to cup your breast and down your front before moving it to the side so he could squeeze the thick of your thigh. "And ran those dainty fingers of yours oh so close to your tight pussy without my permission?" He moved his roaming hand to in between your legs where he teasingly pressed his index finger against your wet slit making you whimper at the feeling. "Huh? Was it my hand that you imagined pleasing your body so?" He let his finger push fast your lips and to your clit where he gave an experimental nudge making your whole body jerk at the sudden harsh stimulation. "Oh, your body is amazing a baby girl." He cooed as he drew his hand around your most private place touching you everywhere but where you wanted him to as he ground his shaft against your ass. This inspired you to whine and moan against him. "Katsuk.i.." You begged like a small child who wanted something desperately, your ass pushing back against him. Bakugou chuckled at your actions and gently nibbled at your earlobe as he drew his hand around your hip to your wet ass before tapping his fingers on it in order. What is it baby?-," he said before smacking your ass making you yelp and jolt forward from the unexpected feeling. "Oh does that sting?" He talked as if you were a baby as he rubbed your ass to ease the stinging even if just a bit. He chuckled at your reaction to him his hand on your jaw and neck gently squeezing. "Hmm, I think it's time we open you up." He said before pulling his hips away from your ass. "O-open-?" you were confused but severely aroused as you were practically dripping from in between his legs. You didn't know why but for some reason, being close to Katsuki anymore made you want to unspeakable things. And now that you were naked you were even more aroused, especially before he was pressed up against you so tightly. You loved his naked body on yours no matter how sinful the action. He then slid his fingers back down your crack, past your back entrance to your dripping cunt, where he dipped in his fingers thoroughly coating them in your juices making you moan and drool at the pleasurable sensation. He grinned and nipped at your neck as he pulled his fingers out and brought them back to your arse where he eased his index finger into your ass. You gasped and threw your head back almost headbutting Bakugou, but he quickly dodged your movement as he began to slowly pump in and out of your ass. "K-Katsuki what are you-nngh! You clenched your eyes shut and Bakugou chuckled, "You're so sensitive baby, relax." He urged in a soothing way making you nod your head and take slow deep breaths There you go." He breathed against your neck his breath hot as it fanned against your skin. He swirled his finger around inside before

adding another one with ease form your juices from your womanhood having lubed his fingers. He began to kiss and gently suck at your neck his hand that was on your jaw moving your wet hair out of the way so he could kiss and tease you with his mouth. You panted your heart beating fast, pumping your blood through your veins quickly as you felt pleasure from your ass. Even when he added a third finger you had trouble keeping in your meals and moans of pleasure. In the course of two weeks, Bakugou had corrupted you but also gave your body the best feelings you had ever felt in your life. You wouldn't have changed it for the world "You like it baby girl?" He licked up the side of your neck to your earlobe where he nipped and pulled at the soft skin playfully. You hummed and nodded slowly in reply as he curled his fingers inside of your ass. With the water and your arousal, his fingers inside of you were going smoothly You were so slicked up it did hurt at all. When he pulled his fingers out you almost whined at the loss of feeling filled up. He snickered and rinsed his fingers off before squeezing your hips tightly. He then slid his cock in between your legs and ground the length of his shaft against your pussy before slowly pushing himself up inside of you, dipping his cock into your natural lube before pulling out again with a sigh. He didn't even give you any warning before he pushed the head of his cock into your ass. You gasped at the feeling before you felt both of his hands wrap around your neck from behind. This made your hands reach up and hold onto his hands and his forearm throwing you off of your balance. Just then he thrust the rest of his cock in your ass his hands holding your neck steady as he filled you up with his cock. "O-oh my god!" You gasped your ass throbbing and clenching around his girth barely used to his size even with all the prepping he gave you He growled and moved your body so that you were bending over your hands stationed on the edge of the tub your soft back exposed to him. He let go of your neck and grabbed a fistful of your hair before he began to smack his hips up against your ass creating a small wet slapping sound from the water. "Sin feels so good doesn't it-" he purred and you whined and gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly making your chuckles turn a lighter shade. "F-fuck-" your bottom lip quivered as you felt yourself being stretched out while you were being fucked so roughly "Oh sweetheart, your first swear word." He grinned and jerked your head back making you gasp your back arching giving him a deeper reach inside of your back entrance. "Glad I was the one to coax it out of those pretty lips of yours." He kissed your shoulder before biting down on it making you cry out his name loudly at the sting of heat that ran through your body from his bite. Bakugou licked your wound lovingly as one hand

held your hip and the other held your hair tightly in a fist. "You like that baby girl?" He asked huskily before giving your ass a harsh swat, the sound of your wet skin meeting his hand echoing around the room. You gasped and squeezed your eyes shut, you ass clenching down on his girth making him hiss Huh, baby girl?" He brought his hand down once again before rubbing your skin as a red mark began to form on your ass. "You like when I fuck your asshole and hit you like the whore you are? Huh?-Answer me" He demanded swatting your ass again making you yelp and gasp his name out in a breathy moan. Y-yes!" You said your needy cunt dripping with desire as he fucked your ass. Your legs felt like jello, like they might give out on you at any given moment."What was that?" He asked innocently before slapping your ass again making you squeak and clench your legs together. "Y-yes, H love when you fuck mel P-please harder Katsuki-you begged in your delirium like the innotent girl you once were He smirked and leaned down his left hand wrapping around your neck again, his right hand rubbing your ass to sooth the stinging pain. "l thought you'd never ask sweetheart he kissed your ear before he wrapped the other hand around your neck and began pounding into you. You went to gasp but he tightened his grip around your neck making your face turn red as he squeezed it tightly. "Oh yeah baby, your ass feels so good on my cock-"he praised before ramming into you abusing your insides with the head of his blunt cock You couldn't breathe, you couldn't speak, all you could do was desperately hold onto his hands as he fucked you with no mercy, pleasuring you but not giving you enough stimulation to make you cum. That's why your arousal was practically pouring down your thighs.

He leaned forward and pulled your head back so you were standing upright as he fucked up into your ass. With his hands still on your neck, he pressed his chiseled abs and large pecs against your feminine back. "You like when I fuck you like this huh? Teasing you with my cock so that your pussy is dripping down your thighs." He demonstrated this by trailing one hand down your body, cupping your breast and caressing the skin of your abdomen on the way down, to in between your legs. He didn't even have to dip his fingers in to feel your arousal for him. "Mmm, so fucking dirty" He grinned against you still roughly thrusting his hips into your ass so that you yelped with every movement "I bet you wish my cock was pounding your pussy, thrusting into you with so much force you'd have waddle to your next mass." He hissed when you clenched down around him. "I bet you wanna cum, "he began to ever so lightly caress the soft nub of nerves between your leg known as your clit. "I bet you're inwardly begging me to rub your clit and fuck you with my fingers so you can feel relief," he asked into your ear and you money loudly nodding. "Yes- yes please Katsuki-!" you begged him pathetically as your legs began to give out on you from all of his dirty talk. He never gave you what you wanted but instead used you as a source of pleasure for himself, fucking you and pulling your hair until you were almost crying from the overwhelming amount of building pressure. You just wanted to cum, you wanted him to play with your clit so that you could cum and go back to your room and rest. You just wanted this pressure inside of you to release so you could feel that feeling again. But when he groaned and growled right into your ear his cock throbbing as it twitched inside of you until it spilled over into your ass you almost let out an ugly sob. Bakugou moaned and slowly pulled his cock out before a trail of his milky cum leaked out of your gaping ass making you shiver as you felt his warm liquid slip down your ass and onto your pussy before dripping onto the tile floor of the bath house. You were about to start crying when Bakugou turned you around and kissed you roughly, rubbing his soft pink lips up against your own soft ones. He pulled away with a groan before smirking and licking his fangs a mischievous look in his red eyes. "Touch yourself for me, sweetheart." He said soothingly and you looked at him with wide eyes. "T-touch myself?" You asked as your body throbbed in between your legs from the lack of much-needed stimulation. Bakugou smirked at you, "l assume you've learned enough from my fingers." He said and you gulped before looked down at your legs and nodding at his words. "H-how do I start?" You asked nervously and Bakugou chuckled licking his lips hungrily as if he were about to devour you with his fangs. "Sit down and spread your legs sweetheart. Then we'll go from there." He sat down and you nodded before finding a washing stood and sitting down on it. Then you slowly spread your legs so that your throbbing core was exposed to Bakugou excellently. Not that he hadn't seen it before. "What now?" You asked as you lightly trembled from both arousal and embarrassment. Bakugou looked at you for a moment as if just the sight of you was enough to get him off. And if he was telling the truth was enough. As through careful decision, he began to instruct you. "Run your fingers up and down that pussy of yours for me baby." He bit his bottom lip as he watched you hesitantly run your fingers up and down your soaked slit your hand trembling as you looked at

Bakugou. "Now spread your lips for me, I want to look."He said and you slowly used your fingers to spread the pink lips of your slit for him. The motion against your sensitive folds had you gently whining. You were absolutely throbbing with arousal, your clit begging to get played with. It was making your focus hazy."Swirl your fingers around your sensitive parts, but don't touch them directly." He didn't name the pleasure points on your body knowing you didn't know the correct names for them. He knew you knew what he meant though. Your fingers went directly to your clit where you rubbed your fingers around in a circle around the pleasure nub that gave you the key to your orgasm. You began to whine and beg by using Katsuki's name by little whispers falling from your lips. "You seem, frustrated sweetheart, do you want to touch it? Rub it vigorously until your cumming all over your own fingers for me?" He tested you and you whimpered and nodded your rubbing around your clit quickening. You were on the brink of tears and Katsuki knew it. He loved teasing you, but now he knew you deserved a little relief. "Touch yourself as you please, just cum for me baby. I want to see you squirt." He smirked devilishly at you but you could barely pay attention to him as you began to give your clit direct pressure. "A-ah-oh- Katsuki-oh-" you rubbed your clit quickly, as moist sloshing noises arose from where you hand was in contact with your dripping wet pussy that was just getting fed the stimulation it desired You whined and moaned as you closed your eyes and felt your fingers against you so that your thigh muscles clenched and released with every spike of pleasure through your body. You couldn't control yourself, do you reached between your legs with your other hand and began to dip your fingers in and out of the slick of your heat. Pleased sighs and moans escaped your lips at the feeling. You pleasured your own body shamelessly as Bakugou watched you with lust filled eyes commit another shameless act of sin. It was positively arousing. When your whines and moans became louder and more frequent Bakugou knew you were close. He could also tell by the way your hand movements sped up on your sensitive parts. He could tell by the way your breath's quickened, the breasts on your chest rising and falling with each labored uneven breath as you began to moan Bakugou's name the closer you git to your release. "That's it," Bakugou said huskily, "Cum for me (Y/N)." And so you did, you came with a cry of his name as you soaked your own hand with your juices. Bakugou's eyes glinted as he watched you drip out onto the floor your legs trembling and your toes curled from the intense feeling that had just swept through your body. He let you calm down before he spoke again, "Taste it for me, sweetheart." He said and you looked at him a moment in your daze before lifting your hand and sinking your fingers into your mouth tasting the tangy liquid that was your cum. Bakugou moaned just watching you, so willing to comply and so seductive looking him straight in the eyes as you tasted your own nectar. Bakugou was never going to get rid of you.

A few days later and it was time for mass, where you'd go and listen to a service before sitting in a confession booth and confess all your sins to the priest. Bakugou was accompanying you and your sisters in their journey. All your sisters really loved Bakugou, they thought he was the sweetest guy they had met. And they often praised him for being so devout to the faith... You were the only one who knew the truth. It made you feel special when he would say profound words he obviously thought were complete rubbish before looking a you with a shared knowing look. He often spoke about celibacy and about how he was happy the girls decided to live lives of celibacy He would congratulate them and tell them that they were living the best lives and that he himself had decided to be celibate. What a liar he was. Sister (Y/N), it's your time to confess." Headmaster Bertha said and you nodded. "Yes Sister Bertha." So you walked to the confession booth and slowly entered the priest already inside. There was a wall between you and the priest so he couldn't see you and you couldn't see him but he could hear you. "I'm listening child, take your time," He said and you nodded as all the things you had done recently ran through your mind. You were about to speak up when Bakugou slowly appeared next to you making you gasp lightly underneath your breath. You looked at him with wide eyes and he grinned before picking you up and sitting you on his lap before whispering in your ear "Go on, confess." He licked up your beck to your ear as he pulled your hair covering off, exposing your beautiful locks of hair to him. You whimpered and cleared your throat as Bakugou's hands came up to cup the shape of your breasts in his hands as you began to speak. "I-I have many things to confess..." Your breath was shaky from the way Bakugou was firmly groping your chest, gently pinching and massaging your nipples through the material your clothes which only gave you more stimulation. This made you bite your bottom lip to hold back a small mewl, but Bakugou soon pulled his hands away making you feel relieved. "I uh..." You looked back at Katsuki for confidence as he caressed your neck with his lips and tongue making shivers go down your spine. Even though he was intimidating in his natural form you found him quote attractive that way. You were glad you got to see his true form. Especially when he was naked most of the time. "I have neglected my oath as a nun and uh...'ve had sex.." You said as the priest listened to you confess. Bakugou grinned at your confession and slowly rotated his hips forward making you feel the bulge in his pants press against your ass. You blushed and gulped. "Yes, Isee... The priest said and you gulped as Bakugou pulled up your skirt, exposing your panties so he could rub his fingers up and down the slit of your womanhood. Just then Bakugou whispered into your ear. "Tell him in detail, what I've done to your body" He slid his finger past your panties and dipped them into your warm arousal for him with ease. You bit back a moan before nodding. Confessing to a priest was confidential, you could do this! "I-it all started when I was sleeping, I uh... Thought I was having a dream but it was actually happening. Uhm.." You tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear as you tried to focus on what you were saying and not Bakugou's fingers pumping in and out of you with ease. "This man, I had been attracted to before the dream, was touching me in b-between my legs, oh just like that-" you covered your mouth at the moan you mistakenly let out. "U-uh I mean! A-and h-he wouldn't let me cum so all the next day I- was so w-wet. Oh my god-" you gripped his thigh tightly as he began to rub your clit with his thumb. "You just"you cut off the priest, "I-I know, I'm sorry it just slipped out." You apologized for saying the lord's name in vain before continuing your story. "I-it was all I could think about... So that night we met up and h-he roughly fucked me.." Bakugou chuckled against your ear in pride as be pulled his fingers from your core and

Licked them clean as you watched him in silence "Is that all?" The priest asked through the wall and you shook your head. "N-no, actually he followed me to the bathhouse the next day." You swallowed hard. "T-then he gave me a-anal sex..." You covered your mouth as Bakugou unbuckled his pants and pulled his cock through, teasing your slit and rubbing his length up against you, the head of his cock teasing your slit. "I-it felt so good, I-I was dripping." You moaned praising Bakugou for how good he was in bed. He didn't even have to ask you this time. "B-but he wouldn't let me cum again. H-he wouldn't touch my most sensitive parts." You said in a whiney voice as Bakugou slowly eased his large cock inside of your glistening folds once again. "So what did you do then sweetheart?" Bakugou asked low enough so the priest couldn't hear. "So he told me to sit and touch myself as he watched me mmm-" you moaned as he began to slowly push you up and down his cock your needy cunt practically milking him as you clenched him so tightly within your folds. "It was so hot," you panted out as the priest listened silently. "I-I spread my legs and touched myself like he told me to-nnngh-so I closed my eyes and imagine his fingers touching me and I-1 came all over my fingers." you lightly panted as Bakugou bounced you up and down his cock your arousal no doubt staining his pants. He would reach up and grope your breasts squeezing and massaging them in his large calloused hands. This felt so good, your pussy was throbbing and the pressure building up in your abdomen was amazing. You knew this meant you were coming close to your end.

"I-I licked my own cum-"you gasped out, "h-he told me to but I can't lie it tasted good." You reached back and held one of his horns as you bounced on his cock your breasts jiggling every time you were pressed down onto the girth of his cock. "Is this all?" He asked and you looked back at Bakugou who slid his one hand between your leg to caress your clit, his other hand still bouncing you up and down his shaft. "Tell him what I'm doing to you right now, don't hold back your moans. Say my name (Y/N), I don't give a damn." He began to vigorously rub your clit making you cry out loudly from pleasure. "Are you alright?" The priest freaked out and you moaned. "O-oh my god he's fucking me right now, this whole time talking with you he's been t-touching my body and pushing me up and down his large cock." You whined and gasped when he began to bounce you faster on his dick. "O-oh my god!" You squeaked your voice becoming high pitched as you felt yourself nearing the edge "H-he's speeding up-! Oh my god-! Oh my god! Katsuki!" You cried out as he mercilessly fucked up into your cunt with his dick. "He's bouncing me up and down on his dick- oh my god you're hitting my spot! I can't feel my legs!" You cried out not caring anymore. He large cock pulsing inside of you with the thrill of fucking you while someone listened and you described it so wonderfully to them. He would've live to fuck you in front of an audience, feeling your squirm and clench down on his cock with your legs spread so everyone could see just how good he was fucking your tight little pussy "I-I'm gonna cum! Katsuki- He's gonna make me cum!" You screamed his name as you came down on his dick one last time, your body clenching and releasing him like a vice as you came around him, soaking his cock with your juices. Just then he groaned

loudly and released himself letting ropes of cum spurt out into your silken pink walls Alright, that's enough!" The priest seemed outraged but you couldn't care less. Your body was on cloud nine and you didn't give a damn about the world. And neither did Katsuki. You heard the priest leave the confession booth before Bakugou pulled out of you and helped you put your clothes back on. You both were forced to come out, Bakugou having changed back to human form."How disgraceful!" Headmaster Bertha yelled at you lifting a hand to slap you across the face but Bakugou caught her wrist. "Not with my property" He bared his fangs and looked at her his eyes showing her pictures of what hell looked like. This made her face pale and she stumbled back. "D-demon! This man is a demon!" Her words mad the whole assembly gasp and look on you in shame. But you didn't care. You hated this place anyways."Let's get out of this place." He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the church your legs still wobbly from being fucked to brutally earlier as you stumbled out after him. And that was the end of that, you tore off your veil and renounced your oath as a nun. You were with Katsuki now. Even to the depths of hell. You had a hunch he would take care of you there. And if that meant fucking you every single day you were fine with that. Oh my gosh you were more than fine with that.

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Write about whatever character of your choosing teaching their s/o how to cook! (headcannons seem easier but whatever you want)

Oh the power!!~ To get to choose~~ Ahhh I can’t decide so I’ll do my fav boys!!

(Also sorry if I made Genos’ s/o particularly bad at cookinglmaoo I found the situation too hilarious to ignore~)

Total Word Count: 1877

Genos: Word Count: 758

When Genos was behind the counter in Saitama’s kitchen, itwas like watching a magician perform.

With steam rising from multiple pots on the stove, and defthands moving in hyper speed-- he chopped, sliced, peeled, and seasonedeverything to perfection. Sometimes, for your benefit, he performedintricate techniques to crack open eggs or flip a something into the air.

You were content to watch him work, to taste the aftermathand give him compliment after compliment, but when it your time to cook for him…

It was all too easy to become intimidated by the masterhimself.

You stood in your own small home. Your kitchen…well it wasn’tused to its full potential to say the least. You had all sorts of pots and pansout, one measly steak knife in hand, and a crummy peeler you bought at thestore that very afternoon…

Your kitchen was inexperienced to say the least. You werefond of take-away, Genos’s food, or premade meals from the store.

You had dewy grocery bags gathered in a large pile on thecounter, and you weren’t sure how to start.

When were you supposed to cook the vegetables? The meat? Thecooking times were different but, you wanted it done at the same time…

You sent a nervous glance to Genos, who for once was in yourusual position. Sat at the kitchen table, watching you silently. The smile onhis face was small and so blissfully content-- damn it! You were determined tokeep it there.

You turned around and adjusted the pots and pans on thestove to your liking. You turned on the burners, figuring the pans needed towarm up properly. Then twirled back around to the grocery bags with raisedhands. Okay. No problem. Start small with baby steps, and you could have awonderful meal by the end of it!

You took your time unpacking everything, then decided toneatly arrange it all in rows—Wait, you should wash all the veg right??

“…Do you need my assistance at all? (Name)?”

You jolted and waved your hands wildly, knowing he wasgetting concerned by his sweet tone.

“N-no no!! I’m fine. I uh, I can do it. Just finding arhythm here...That’s all.”

Genos gazed at you blankly for a moment. His was stillsmiling with his eyes blank—somehow his expressions were softer without thepiercing yellow pupils.

“Do you have a recipe?”

You wilted, “Um, not—not really. I’m kind of wingingit.”

Without pause, he stood and approached the sink to wash hishands. His posture was nonchalant, and his smile was completely reassuring,even as you gestured for him to sit back down.

“Wait! Remember I’m cooking for YOU tonight—"

“Yes.” He replied stubbornly, “But I can teach you what Iknow too. We can do this together if you would like?” He said this as he driedhis hands, and without losing your gaze, he reached for the other (purelydecorative) apron you had hanging on the kitchen side. It was pink, yellow,and completely garish against the shiny black metal of his arms. Genos didn’tseem to care. He already seemed determined, and you knew there was no stoppinghim.

You head drooped into your shoulders, “I wanted to make youa meal…”

He rose his brows, his tone shifting into something soothingfor your benefit. “I understand, but I also want to make sure you cook…safely.”As if making a point, he turned off all the burners on the stove. Much to yourconfusion.

He answered your unspoken question, “You’ll ruin your potsdoing that, or burn your house down. Especially if they’re stainless steel.”

“Huh?” You gestured to them, “They’re made out ofmetal!”

“Metal can burn, (Name).” His smile grew wider as hechuckled to himself.

Your cheeks puffed as you dragged your hands down your face.

“Here, let’s make a salad first--”

“Salad! That’s too easy—” You whined. You hadit all pictured in your head of what you wanted—you wanted it to be the slickand fancy meals they served at five-star restaurants—

Genos hands were quick to calm you. He gently coaxed you tostand in front of him, pulling you into something of a half hug. Blinking inconfusion, you let him move you like a doll, till your back was against hischest, and he had your hands in cradled in his.

In the shell of your ear he murmured, “I’ll walk you throughit. We’ll wash, peel, and cut the vegetables. Then we’ll make our ownvinaigrette…”

You felt him press a sweet kiss to the back of your head,and that was all it took to wipe all the fight from your form. With hisproximity, you found the idea rather appealing suddenly.

“You’ll teach me?”

“Mm, then when I know you’re safe you can cook whenever youlike.”

Blushing, you nodded and pressed back against him, eager forthe rare affection. The whole of him was hard, but warm and always hummingslightly.

“Let’s begin…”

You smiled, although he couldn’t see it— You remedied thatquickly by slipping around and planting a quick kiss on his lips.

Mischievous, you tugged his arms to bring them tighteraround your waist, the little bump you felt as you pressed against thecounter’s smooth edge gave you immense satisfaction.

“Okay! I’m ready when you are!”

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Zombieman: Word count: 1119

“If you weren’t immortal, you’d be dead of scurvy.”

“Would not.” Z paused, giving his next words some seriousthought, “…I like Umeboshi just fine.”

You sputtered another laugh into your first, your smile alreadygrowing sore, “Oh come on, Z!”

“Dying of scurvy though, that’s a new one.” Zombieman was raisinghis brows at you, his lips twitching into a handsome smile.

“I don’t think Umeboshi from rice balls counts as a source ofcalcium, babe.” You jibed, and he shrugged.

“If I eat enough of em, they will.”

Shaking your head, you watched him press the stub of hiscurrent cigarette into the crowded ashtray on your porch railing. His own silentchuckle was shaking his broad shoulders.

Along with the small gas grill Z was currently standing infront of, you had bought the ash tray just for him.

There were small, little objects that the two of you hadbegun to buy for each other. Little possessions to make staying with oneanother comfortable an easy…Every time you thought about it, your heart burstwith love and affection~ Z tended to purchase comfier blankets and pillows foryour stays at his place.

While you finally gave under the need to cook food yourboyfriend preferred.

Z-man loved his steak, burgers, and yakinuku meatskewers after all. And apparently, they didn’t taste the same when madeon an electric grill. Hmph.

He seemed to love grilling at least, since getting it, a lotof your meals had been prepared on it although you were still somewhat skittishof the flames.

You sipped your small drink, to ease your throat, and placedit gently on the table between your chairs. The summer air was loud withcicadas, but they couldn’t completely beat the loud sizzling coming from thegrill.

Whatever he had under the lid tonight did smell tasty.

As if on cue, your stomach growled, and Z looked at you witha raised brow as he clinked the grilling tongs together.

“Hungry?”

You nodded desperately before jerking your head towards thedoor, “When should I start on the sides?”

“Mm.” He opened the lid, letting oppressive heat and flamejump out. “I’d give it 20 minutes or so.”

“Okidoki~” You were looking forward to making his plate andfilling it up, just how he liked it.

“(Name), you haven’t even used this thing yet, right?” Hegestured to the grill as he picked up his own drink to take a long sip.

You hummed, giving the silvery and red finish of the grill aperturbed glance. “…I’m more of a baker, I think.”

He snorted, “What would you do if you had to survive in thewild though?”

“Oh no, this conversation again!” You grinned, “First ofall, I’d have you, and you could deal with the—” You gestured with yourhands, “Being a caveman, making a fire or whatever...But how is workinga grill anything like working over a campfire??”

His grin was purposefully teasing, “It’s basically thesame thing.”

“You don’t have those fancy knobs in the wild, Z.”

He shook his head, and clicked the tongs again, “C’mere,I’ll show you how to work it~”

“Oh, come on, it’s hot, and you want me near a flameright now?”

“It’ll give me peace of mind if you knew how to work it~”

“That’s bullshit, you just want me to suffer and sweat withyou.”

He grinned and laughed in that carefree way of his that madehis tired eyes crinkle at the edges. It made your heart melt—just a little…

While shaking your head and rolling your eyes, you couldn’tdeny him when he was holding a hand towards you.

You put your hand in his and let him pull you out of yourseat all too easily. His strength allowed him to tug you close and under hisarm as he used the other to raise the grill lid.

You recoiled from the heat that blew over you. “Ugh!” You complained,straight into Z’s shoulder.

He jostled you playfully and offered you the tongs. “Doesn’tit feel great?”

Almost choking on the heat, you gasped, “Literally feelslike I’m 2 feet away from the Sun.”

He hummed into your hair, and it only served to make the warmthmore obvious.

You gazed into the black and flaming insides of the grilland jolted in surprise. “Ohh! You’re making some peppers too?”

His hand slipped across your own guiding you forward, “Mhm.We should flip em over, so they don’t get too well done.”

“I love these!” You insisted, and you felt him chuckleagainst your temple, “Oh, I know.”

Tentatively he guided you to raise the tongs, but youstalled as you watched the flames licking high and then ducking low into thegrill.

He answered your unspoken question, “You won’t get burned,just don’t linger, and use the tongs.”

A little uneasy but placing your trust in him anyway, youshrugged.

“…M’kaaay.” With your approval, he guided you with your armheld high and the tongs at a safe distance away. With the summer wind dyingdown, the jumping flames settled... It suddenly seemed about as dangerous asanything else on the stove.

Zombieman’s head rested on your shoulder, “We shouldprobably put the peppers on the other side of the grill. You keep a hot sideand a cooler side, you know?”

“Oh.” You said, as you flipped some of the peppers and meatskewers around.

Focused and moving with more of your own will than Z’s youchirped “Okay! I got this~” Now completely confident in yourself you arrangedthe contents of the grill to your liking.

Then you gently elbowed his stomach, “Alright Z, I don’tneed your help anymore.~” You made sure to make your voice proud and playful.

“Eh? You’re through with me?” He curled his arms around yourwaist, not even seeming to care about the heat, and while closing the lid, youtried to half heartedly pull his arms away.

“Oh no, it’s too hoooot, cuddle me in the winter.”

He squeezed just once before laughing and slipping away. Amutual sigh of relief rang through you both, as cooler air washed over yourback and arms. Z shook his head and pinched his shirt away from his body, “Yeah,it’s a little too hot for that...”

“You’re too hot.” You joked, and just for the hell of it, yougot on your tippy toes and blew a cold stream of air over his neck beforekissing his jaw.

Upon seeing his shiver, you laughed to yourself, and skippedaway before he could pull you back in for another too hot hug.

#genos #zombieman #opm #one punch man #opmscenario #opm scenario #these hcs turned into scenarios thats just how it be sometimes lmao #this ask was sooo cuutte #Anonymous

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living-dead-parker · 5 years

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Met Gala - P.P

Summary: Request - Omg what if stark!reader got invited to a really important event like the met gala or something and brings Peter (her crush) as her date?

Ngl, I forgot about the crush think while writing this so, they’re dating in this lmaoo sorry

Warnings: cussing maybe, sexual undertones (I might need to do a smut blurb night type of thing if people start sending me requests bc I have some pent up stuff ngl), probably some mistakes

Word Count: 2k

The Met Gala. Such a fancy event. One that your father refuses to go to because the celebrities there only want to be friends so that they'll have security. He refuses to be friends with any of them just to be used for safety purposes. So, he's always putting their offers down. Since they can't seem to get the older Stark, they've resorted to inviting the younger of the two Starks. His very own daughter, and actress, Y/N Stark.

"No, you're not going. They only want you to go because I keep saying no. I've made my donation, their exchange with the Stark name is done," Tony rants as he sees the very formal looking envelope from one of the many sponsors. You roll your eyes and set the envelope down on one of the workbenches.

"Come on, dad. I have nothing to offer them in terms of security! Plus, I'm an actress, so maybe they want to invite me for my work?"

Tony sighs and shakes his head. As much as he doesn't want to agree, he can't exactly deny either. You don't have powers or some kickass suit. You just have basic training from Nat, a phone full of contacts, and money. So, realistically, you don't have much to offer besides great conversation, acting skills, and enough arrogance to prove you're a Stark. Plus, he trusts nothing will happen. Nothing usually happens.

"Fine, you can go to the stupid event. Just make sure to not whore the Avengers out to Rihanna or something," Tony says loudly as you walk out the lab. However, you take the moment to respond before leaving.

"The only person getting whored out to Rihanna is me."

Now, it's the day of the Gala. You're in your room, sitting at your vanity in just a towel and looking over at all your makeup. Peter texts you that he's coming over in a few minutes, and while the idea of him walking in on you is pretty bad, you could not be bothered to actually get up and put on some clothes. You just wanna chill for a few minutes. So, you sit back and continue picking out all the makeup necessities you'll need for your look while singing to some Ariana Grande song. Suddenly, there's a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" the person -so obviously Peter- asks from the other side of the door. You shrug and respond with a 'sure, come in'. When he does come in, he jumps and stutters as he notices you're in only a towel. A giggle pushes past your lips as you turn to look at him.

"Don't be startled, Parker. This isn't your first time seeing me naked," you flirt. Peter rolls his eyes as he throws himself onto your bed, right next to the large bag he'd laid out on the mattress. You turn back around and put away the items you knew you would not need. All the while, Peter scrolls through his phone.

After a few minutes of just listening to music, Peter sits up, looking over at you. "So, the Met Gala? Are you sure you want me to go?"

Another giggle escapes your lips as you stand up. He watches as you walk over to him. He slowly becomes nervous as you rest your hands on his shoulders. You stand between his legs and press a kiss to his cheek.

"Of course I want you to go with me. I'd rather you go with me than anyone else. I trust you to make things fun," you tell him as you grab his chin, making him look up at you. His slight frown turns into a full-on grin and you can't help but wanna kiss him over and over again. He leans up and presses his lips to yours. You move closer to him and when his hands feel the thin cloth covering you, his eyes go wide and he stops.

"We should probably stop before I get even more excited. Because then I really won't wanna go," Peter jokes as he stands up. You giggle at his sudden nervousness. He smiles as he moves to the en suite restroom, mentioning something about a shower.

When Peter comes back out, he sees you're in some panties and in a strapless bra. You have your hair done and you're finishing up your makeup, adding on some nudish-pink lipstick. You stand up and walk over to your closet and grab the hanger with a bag over it. Peter walked out with his hair already slicked back, smelling like his cologne which you loved so much. He has on some boxers and some socks on. You also have a pair of black heels in your arm. You set the heels on your bed and open up the hanger with the dress in it.

The dress is a long, rose-gold gown. It has a long train, extending for a good five feet. The bust is covered in diamond sequins and the dress is pretty form fitting. After a good few minutes of getting the dress on -who needs stylists?- you turn to Peter to ask for help. However, when you look at him, you see him putting on the jacket to his suit. It's an all-black suit and it fits perfectly tight on him. You're almost breathless as you look at him.

"Holy fuck," you say breathlessly. Yeah, Peter's a real cutie, and you've seen him in some sexy outfits, but this. This is next level. This is the type of Peter that could boss you around -because quite frankly, you don't like being bossed around- and you'd have no problem getting on your knees for. When Peter looks up at you, he begins to blush. He takes notice of your stunned expression and then his breath is taken away when he looks at you in the dress. Neither of you are completely dressed and you're already wanting to undress each other. You both have too much power at once. "C-can you zip me up?"

After a half hour of helping each other get ready and making out, you take note of the time, seeing it's already 6:30. The red carpet starts at 7:00, so leaving five minutes ago would've been a good idea. You call for Happy and once in the car, he speeds off towards the event venue.

Upon arrival, you see so many artists. So many musicians, actors, business owners, fashion designers. Peter is left stunned by all the big names in the room, leading to the red carpet. At some point, you have to remind Peter that half of those people don't even care to be there, so just chill. So instead of him freaking out over everyone, he stayed close by and held on to you. Maybe it was so he could make himself look cooler, but he's literally Spider-Man and he's already cool as is, it's just too bad nobody knows.

"I'm gonna say it this one time, but I'd suck Shawn Mendes' dick," Peter tells you as you both see him up ahead the red carpet. You nod eagerly in agreement. Peter laughs at your eagerness.

"Vanessa Hudgens, couple feet up. If she had a dick, I'm sure it would be colossal," you tell him. Vanessa Hudgens is a beautiful person and you have a huge crush on her. Peter agrees, commenting that she looks cute. Suddenly, a woman is calling you over, so you drag Peter over to where the woman stands in front of a man holding a camera.

"Now we're here with Y/N Stark, actress, and daughter of Tony Stark," the woman says. You smile and shake the woman's hand as she looks over at Peter. "Who do you have with you here?"

"This is my boyfriend, Peter," you say as the camera pans over to Peter, who shyly waves at the camera.

"How adorable. Now may I say, you both look absolutely amazing. How are you feeling tonight?" the woman asks.

"Totally nervous," Peter accidentally too loud. His eyes go wide and cheeks go red when he realizes the microphone picked that up and that the question was meant for Y/N and not him. There he goes, making it about him.

You giggle as you gently squeeze Peter's hand. "Yeah, like he said, totally nervous. This is my first big event like this. The only red carpets I go to are movie premiers or my father's expo, so I'm not totally surrounded by such big names often. It's wild."

"Now, how did Peter know you before getting together?" the woman asks. Your relationship with Peter was public for sure, but nobody really knew who Peter was. They just know you have a boyfriend and that's about it.

"We'd gone to school together and then he became an intern for my dad, so we spent a lot of time around each other."

After a final question, you and Peter go back to the carpet where you both get tons of pictures taken of you. After a few boring pictures, you and Peter decided to have fun with it. So, for each photographer, you'd take one normal picture and the rest would be the two of you making dumb poses. It started with it looking like you and Peter we arguing, followed by one where it looked like you were punching Peter, even one where you hold bunny ears up to Peter's head. Some of the photographers had fun with it, others seemed annoyed by it, but neither of you cared. You mostly did it to calm Peter's nerves and it really got him out of his shell.

"So I wanna play a game with you guys," some guy interviewing you asks.

"Sure thing, we love games!" you say.

"Alright. Fuck, Marry, kill. And the three names are Shawn Mendes, Ed Sheeran, and Drake."

Peter sighs and you do too.

"Okay, fuck Ed, but the room would have to be pitch black," you say, causing Peter to giggle. However, he nods and ultimately agrees with you. "I speak for the both of us on this one, but Marry Shawn Mendes, that man is beautiful and we're both crushing on him," you say. Peter lets out a groan in agreement as he says yes. "And then kill Drake."

"Had that one prepared, huh? How about Ariana Grande, Vanessa Hudgens, and Selena Gomez?"

"Fuck Ari because she's hot and awesome, marry Vanessa Hudgens and kill Selena Gomez," you say.

"I'd have to switch and say fuck Vanessa, marry Ariana, but I'd still kill Selena," Peter says. You nod, giggling at the end.

"Final round, Avengers edition. Thor, Black Widow, and Captain America."

"Fuck Thor, marry Thor, and kill none of them," Peter says loudly, proudly, and excitedly. The fact that he was so quick to answer, so sure of it made you cackle.

"I couldn't pick any of them, they're like my family. As a kid when they started coming around, though, I probably would've said marry Thor, fuck Nat, and kill Steve."

After that, you continue through the red carpet, ruining more pictures. People started to walk with you and Peter as well. You'd walked with Rihanna for a few minutes, joined Kendall Jenner and Gigi Hadid for a few minutes and any other model, actor, or musician who would randomly walk up to you. Most of them seemed to be genuine in their intents, but there was always that one person to ask about your father, so you had to quickly shut them down. In the end, you and Peter finally reach the Metropolitan Museum and in there, the two of you walk around and laugh at the art.

Soon, the night comes to an end, and you call Happy to pick you up, asking him to make a stop at the nearest McDonald's. He obliges, despite not wanting to. Once you reach the tower, you head up to your bedroom, Peter in tow with the food in hand. It wasn't too long after eating the two of you fell asleep, any plans to tear each other's clothes off each other long forgotten.

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A Very Happy Birthday

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Request: @fabolous-stark hii can i please request an imagine where steve/bucky (pick one its up to you) pleases a reader bc its her birthday or maybe vice versa haha tysm love your work 💓💕💕(and also dont forget the bdsm stuff please or maybe some denial lmaoo im sorry for my dirty mind) but either way thanks ❤️ hope u get what i mean💕💕

Summary: Steve takes you home after your birthday party and gives you the best present ever

A/N: Firstly thank you for the request, I loveeeeeed it. I decided to pick Steve because I’ve been having huge Steve feels lately. I hope it’s alright??? It’s also very smutty so watch out. Hope this is kinda what you wanted! xx (Sorry it took a while! I’ve been working on heaps of requests!)

Word Count: 3,031 (oops)

Warning: smut, oral (female receiving), fingering, sex, unprotected sex, light bondage, orgasm denial (kinda), heavy smut, like very smutty, definitely R18

“Yea, I was honestly surprised he could drink that much too.” You grinned, your arm linked through Steve’s, your hand firmly holding his muscular forearm. The two of you strolled through the hallway of the Avengers compound en route to your apartment. You mindlessly laughed at his response about Sam’s alcholistic tendencies, too focussed on what you hoped would happen once you two finally reached your room.

Today was your birthday. It wasn’t something you’d really celebrated after your 21st, it just kind of became another day of the year. But once Tony had gotten word that it was your birthday, he’d immediately organised a massive, overly-extravagant party. Initially the guest list was about a mile long, but you’d managed to squeeze it down to around 80 people, which of course was pushing it for Tony’s minimum limit.

The handle of the door made a click as you turned it, slowly opening the door to reveal your apartment. Steve stood next to you, his hands shoved in his pockets with a comforting smile plastered to his face.

“Well, this is me.” You smiled back. “Thanks for walking with me.”

“Oh, don’t mention it.” He replied. The hall fell silent. You could feel your heart beating in your throat as the awkwardness arose between you. Fuck it. You stepped towards the staunch Captain in front of you, closing the gap that held your bodies apart. Your hands immediately rose to grab Steve’s face and pull it towards yours, your lips connecting in the middle. After a moment, Steve’s hands finally moved from his pockets to grab your hips, tugging your body even closer to him. Your soft lips moved effortlessly against his, your tongue taking no time to find its way to his, each dancingly passionately around the other. Wow, Steve was a good kisser. Eventually, each of you pulled back, shattering the moment.

“Uhm, would you like to come in?” You asked sheepishly, almost trying to avoid eye contact.

“Yea, I think that would be a good idea.” He replied, gulping slightly.

“Yea, definitely.” You returned, your swollen lips finding his again, re-connecting the passionate kiss you previously shared. Steve’s hands trailed from your hips down to your ass. He hoisted you up as if your body weight was nothing, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Clumsily, he walked into your apartment, not really sure as to where he should be going.

“Kitchen.” You mumbled into his mouth, pointing in its general direction, neither of you wanting to break the heated make-out. You squeaked slightly when a shiver shot through your spine as your upper-thigh connected with the cool marble of the kitchen island. The kiss became sloppy as the both of you began shedding your clothes. First, he stripped off his jacket while you untied your heels, letting them drop to the floor. He slipped each shoe off while unzipping the back of your dress. Your mouths finally disconnected as he helped pull your dress from your figure. His fingers slipped under the straps of your dress and pulled them down your arms, exposing your lacy bra. You rested your arms behind you to prop your hips up while Steve fully removed the dress from your frame, discarding it to the side. Your hand reached up to grab Steve’s tie, tugging it lightly to pull his body back towards yours.

“Your turn.” You whispered seductively as you undid his tie, stripping it from his neck. Steve’s breath hitched in his throat slightly as he was frozen in his tracks. The two of you had wanted to do this for so long. After a second he regained his senses and began undoing the buttons of his shirt in a hurry. His soft lips returned to connect with yours, his mouth taking no time to force your mouth open, tongues battling each other for dominance. Your legs instinctively curled around Steve’s hips again, pulling his body even closer to you. His unbuttoned dress shirt hung off his shoulders, showing off his chiseled chest, while his length in his pants looked like it was about to rip his zipper open.

The passionate kiss came to a halt as he dragged wet kisses from your lips to your neck leaving dark love bites on your skin. His hands returned to your back to unhook your bra, letting it fall to the ground. Steve’s mouth moved to connect with your nipple, earning a groan from your delicate lips. His tongue traced circles around your sensitive nipple, causing your back to arch, pushing your chest towards him. You bit down on your lip to stifle the moans that threatened to spill. You didn't want him knowing how quickly he could turn you on.

His rough hands traced down your ribs to fold into each side of your underwear. He tugged slightly, signally for you to hold your body up so he was able to tantalisingly strip them from your legs, leaving your bare entrance open for his view. He pulled away from your nipple to gaze at your heat for a moment. His tongue trailed a wet lick across his bottom lip before he grasped his lip between his teeth with a delightful hum.

“Like what you see, Captain?” You enquired, a cheeky grin plastering itself on your face as you spread your legs further open for him. There was no reply, he simply lowered his body down so his head sat between your legs. His arms each snaked their way around your legs to rest by your hips. His tongue finally came in contact with your needy clit, earning a deep breath from your chest. Your eyes fluttered shut as he began lightly drawing circles with his wet tongue. Pleasure began arising just below your navel, causing a string of moans to roll off your lips. Suddenly, his hand shifted positions to sit on top of your lower abdomen, his fingers close to the top of your pussy. He pulled up against your skin, pulling the little hood off your clit, exposing the fragile bundle of nerves that sat beneath. He took no time to return his tongue to its previous position, although this time the sensation was so much deeper. The feeling of him directly against your sensitive bud sent arousal all through your body, almost making you orgasm on the spot.

“Steve... I’m gonna cum.” You whined.

“Not yet.” He mumbled, his tongue not stopping its cruel movement over your fragile clit. In that moment your whole body felt weightless. Your hands tangled in Steve’s short hair as your body convulsed under his touch, every muscle in your body tensed as you tried to hold your orgasm in. It was no use, Steve’s wet tongue traced over your exposed nerve once more and you completely caved in. Your first orgasm of the night ripped through your body intensely, moans dripping from your mouth like fresh honey while Steve’s tongue continued its harsh dance. You felt juices dripping from your core, your body twitching with arousal.

“Steve... wait...” You groaned, attempting to force his head from your pussy. But to no avail, his tongue kept up its act, trying to force a second orgasm from your body.

“Please, Steve... oh fuck!” Your legs instinctively tried to close to push his head away from you as pleasure built up in the pit of your stomach once again. A tight knot forming as it did before. His hand held your body in place as he ripped another mind-blowing orgasm from your entrance. Your moans were louder than before, juices running down your inner-thighs as the knot inside you completely unraveled. Colour clouded your vision as your body trembled, not used to the extreme pleasure.

Suddenly, Steve’s head was removed from your over-stimulated clit. He positioned himself between your legs, his head inches away from yours. Without warning, he pushed his long index finger into your tight, wet core. Your heart beating so fast you thought you might break a rib.

“Steve!” You flinched, your hand moving to grab his wrist.

“I don't remember giving you permission to cum.” Steve growled into your ear, sending chills down your arched spine. His finger removed itself from your heat with a slight frustrated groan falling from your mouth. His hands moved to grab your hips, pulling you off the kitchen table and twisting your body around. He forced you down so your chest lay against the marble, the icy sensation making your nipples hard almost immediately. You’d never admit to him, but you loved the way he man-handled you.

“When you cum without permission, you get punished.” He added, his voice low and husk. Suddenly, each of your hands were pulled together behind your back. You felt Steve’s large hand holding both of your wrists together as he reached over to grab his tie. The fabric felt silky against your skin as he wrapped it a few times around both your wrists, tying it tightly at the top. Subconsciously, you wriggled your hands slightly, seeing if the tie would fall away, but not to your surprise, your hands were definitely stuck.

You were pulled away from your thoughts as you heard the rattling of his belt buckle, along with the sound of him pulling it from the loops of his dress pants. A thunderous sound announced itself in the room as he cracked the leather belt together, making your heart skip a beat. Steve grabbed the tie held around your wrists, moving your hands up out of the way.

“Fuck!” Your entire body jolted forward as the rough leather came down harshly on your bare cheek, leaving a burning sensation. Just when your body had taken it’s time to relax, the belt came down a second time, the heat of the spank rippling through your muscles.

“That’s two spanks for cumming twice without asking.” His husky voice stated as his hand ran over the red belt mark lightly.

“Yes Captain,” You gulped, not wanting him to see how outrageously turned on you were by this whole act. I guess it wasn't new news to you that Steve was a control freak. He was the leader of the team and was always in charge, but you never expected him to be this controlling. To want his way this much. But you certainly weren't complaining.

You were pulled from your thoughts as you heard Steve undressing behind you. Your head turned to take a quick glance at him, he’d shed his dress shirt and black pants into a puddle on the ground. You held your gaze as he finally stripped his underwear from his figure. His long member jumped out immediately, he was already rock hard. Steve’s warm hand returned to your ass cheek, tracing over the belt mark that clearly hadn't faded. His finger traced down to play with the folds of your pussy, making you groan slightly in frustration.

“Please fuck me, Steve,” You whined, your hands straining against the tie that bound your wrists together in an effort to reach out and grab his member. Steve grinned. His index and middle finger finally sunk into your core. He pushed them in and out while slowly jerking himself off. The volume of your moans increased as the movement of his fingers quickened. You forced your head down into the marble kitchen bench as that all too familiar feeling began arising in your abdomen once again. Your muscles clenched up as your next orgasm began building rapidly.

“Steve, you're gonna make me cum again.” You whimpered, your eyes squeezing shut and your breath quickening.

The tight sensation was ripped from your body as Steve pulled his fingers out of your core, earning another frustrated groan.

“Did you cum?” Steve growled. You simply shook your head in response as you tried to fix your breathing.

“Good girl.” He responded, his large hands grabbed your waist as he lined his hips up with yours. He suddenly lined his length up with your dripping heat and began sinking himself inside of you. A huge moan dripped from your mouth as he began filling you up. Steve couldn't stifle the moan that fell from his mouth too as he felt your dripping pussy clenching around him. Both of his hands returned to your hips and he started slowly thrusting in and out of you.

“Oh fuck Steve, it’s so big.” You mewled, his length hitting a deep spot inside you that caused your legs to tremble. You were lucky Steve and the counter were holding you up as your knees became weak as another orgasm built inside you. Strings of moans and Steve’s name fell from your lips as your muscles began tingling, your eyelids refusing to stay open.

“Steve, can- can I cum?” You whimpered, your breathing was all over the place as your nervously tensed everywhere to try hold your orgasm that threatened to tear through you.

“Not yet.” He growled back. Curses piled out of your mouth as you tried to hold it back. Your eyes rolled back into your head and the pit of you gutted tightened so hard you thought you might pass out.

“P-please Captain.” You couldn't even hold your head up straight. Steve grabbed pushed your hips harshly into the kitchen bench to hold your body still as he began pounding even harder.

“Cum.” Was all he said. You immediately let go. Every fibre of every muscle in your body felt like it was melting with pleasure. The only thing keeping you from falling to the ground was the kitchen bench and Steve’s muscular arms as his grip on your hips never loosened. This orgasm was the biggest you'd had all night. You squeezed your eyes shut and practically began drooling as Steve kept you at your high. His long member hitting a nerve deep in your core every time he pounded into you. Your ears were flooded with the sounds of moans and skin slapping skin. You couldn't even think, all you could do was scream Steve’s name as you came all over his huge cock. The pleasure built to a point you felt like you couldn't even gasp for air, you tried to push your hands back against him to stop his pace, but the tie was too tight. Steve had complete and utter control over you.

Finally his pace slowed and he pulled himself out of you, he still clearly hadn't finished. Your tense body relaxed into the surface below you, trying to hold it together as you returned to reality. Steve grabbed your shoulders and pulled your body off the kitchen island. He pushed your hair out the way to place deep love bites all over your shoulder. His hands snaked up your frame to massage your breasts, occasionally grasping your hard nipple between his fingers. Your eyelids fluttered shut and you bit down on your lip, humming through your closed mouth as you flooded with gentle pleasure. Once your legs regained their strength you pushed your hips back so Steve’s member sat against your ass. Slowly, you began grinding into him, his cock still covered in your juices. Steve’s breath became deeper as he tried to control himself. You could tell how badly he wanted to cum. To have that sweet release that you’d had all night.

He flipped your body around and lifted you up around your waist to walk you towards the dining table. Tantalisingly, he lowered you down onto your back so your face looked up to him. It was slightly uncomfortable with your hands still tied behind your back, but in the moment you couldn't care less. He adjusted his body to sit between your legs, his hips perfectly lined up with yours.

Once again, Steve pushed his cock inside you, slipping it in with ease. You were so wet your pussy practically dripped with juices. You moaned out Steve’s name. No matter how many times he fucked you, you never seemed to adjust to his huge size. It didn't take long before he was pumping himself inside you at a rapid pace, causing the dining table to shake beneath you.

That pleasureful knot tied itself in your abdomen for the hundredth time this night, with your back arching into the air, and your hips forcing themselves further towards Steve, wanting to feel him even deeper inside you core. Your eyes blurred and crossed each other as you felt your orgasm starting to eat away at your body. With every thrust, Steve’s raging length hit those strained, sensitive nerves deep in your core.

“S-Steve.” Was all you could mumbled out as he harshly thrust into you, paying no mind to how your body twitched below him. He leant over so his face was near yours.

“Cum for me again doll. I want to feel you cum all over my cock.” He commanded, you body became numb to everything but pleasure. Colourful stars crowded your vision as you let yourself unravel all over his length. He held your legs to his sides while the shook as you orgasmed. Pure ecstasy took over as his tip hit that spot inside you that made you feel like you were cumming over and over again. Steve tried to hold you at your high as you clenched around him, but his movements became sloppy and he felt himself about to finish. For the first time this night Steve let himself go in the pleasure. He groaned, biting down on his lip as he came inside your tight walls, filling you up. He took a few extra deep thrusts to finish himself off before pulling his length out of you.

Both of you sat quietly for a minute, breathing deeply as beads of sweat covered your foreheads.

“Happy Birthday.” He said with a weak smile.

A laugh escaped your mouth, “Same time next week?” You added, your mouth still wide open, trying to breathe in as much oxygen as possible. You earned a light chuckle from Steve who let your legs lightly fall beside his waist.

“Except next time I'm tying you up.”