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prettiestgrlinthemorguexo · 4 months

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Swipe (Lucifer Morningstar x reader smut)

We finally made it to the last and final part of Swipe! And it’s the smut chapter. I’m so happy so many of you guys love my work and I’m so excited to see write for Lucifer, Alastor and vox in more five and ofc ill people’s request!! They are always open!!

IF YOUR NOT +18 PLEASE LEAVE AND DONT READ!

Reader is implied female but I will continue to use they/them

I legit foam at the mouth for submissive bottom Lucifer and you all have to suffer :)

Warnings:Smut, lots of smut, p in v sex, oral (giving ),titty sucking, sub! Lucifer, soft Dom! Reader, Lucifer being a constant king, reader is the same height as our short king, dick ridding, edging, marking, bitting, creamie pie (USE PROTECTION)

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No ones POV

Y/N felt the smoke engulf them both, they shut their eyes tight. In only a few seconds they were no longer in the street, they were now in a room he room was in a circler shape with a bed in the upper center of the room. As they were taking in their new surroundings, they felt Lucifer’s arms tighten around their waist and felt their feet lift off the ground. Y/N gasp lightly feeling him pick them up and carry the over to large bed.

Y/N felt the bed and its satin sheets consuming them, when Y/N’s body hit the bed Lucifer made his way on top of them looking down at them. Lucifer’s eyes were glistening, begging for their permission, permission to feel them inside and out…

Y/N smiled deviously, grabbing the collar of his shirt, whipping him onto his back. He could barely react before Y/N was on his straddling him. Lucifer’s face turned a dark red at his, he could already feel his pants tighten up. Y/N looked down at him, their now hooded eyes looking down as his widen one, begging for more. “Stay still..” Y/N said to him before standing up. Lucifer nodded as he’s eyes never left there, until they reached for the hem of their shirt, pulling off their shirt. Lucifer’s eyes widen, “fuck..” he whispered softly. He could feel his blood rushing to his cock.

Y/N’s eyes never left his, they could see him already getting riled up. They smiled as they pulled down their pants, Y/N now stood in from of him in only their bra and panties. “Take off your shirt.” Said to him, it wasn’t a request, it was closer to a demand. Lucifer was quick to unbutton his shirt, this motions were eager. As he finished unbuttoning his shirt, throwing it in an unknown direction, Y/N made their way back to the edge of the back standing over him. They couldn’t help but notice to bulge in this pants. Y/N smiled as they got between his knees. Rubbing his bulge. Lucifer left out a breathy moan, it’s been so long since he’d last felt his with someone.

“May I?” Y/N asked as their fingers danced around the button of his pants. “Yes please..” Lucifer said in w almost beg, nodding his head. Y/N bite their lips and they were quick to undo his pants, they begin to pull his pants down, along with his boxers. As they did Lucifer’s cock sprung to life, sticking up. Y/N’s eyes lit up at the sight. He was about 8 inches and with a little bit of girth. Y/N could help but feel wet at the sight of Lucifer laying on the edge of the bed, cock hard begging to be pleased.

One of Y/N hand around the base of his cock the other was rubbing his thigh. Lucifer shivered at their touch, It was intoxicating. Before he knew it he felt their hot lips kiss this tip, already leaking with Pre-cum. Lucifer couldn’t help but moan out at it, before he could process it, Y/N took the head of his cock in their hot wet mouth.

Y/N couldn’t help but move their head down onto his cock, taking him inch by inch, tasting his sweet pre-cum. “Y/N…” Lucifer moaned out, his hand making his way down to their head, feeling their soft hair. Slowly Y/N moved their head up and down, taking every inch. Nearly every time they moved their head he left out a symphony of moans, ranging from little begs, small curses and their Y/N’s name. “Fuck Y/N!” He was moaning their name like a prayer. Y/N couldn’t help but start to feel wet, they moved their eyes up as they sped up the past, their hand stroking the base of their cock. They watched Lucifer’s face, a flushed red face, an expression of pure pleasure.

Lucifer’s once gentle hold on their H/C hair now was a desperate grip, a fist full of their hair. Lucifer couldn’t help but thrust softly into their throat, chasing that sweet release. Y/N could tell he was close to painting their throat white, before he could, Y/N removed him from their mouth with a small little ‘pop!’. Lucifer let out a moan closer to a whine, feeling the pleasure stop. The wetness in Y/N’s panties started to become unbearable. They stood up as they unclipped their bra letting it fall to the ground. As they got onto the bed removing their panties, their naked body now completely exposed to them. Lucifer’s face was flushed, cock aching for them.

Y/N slowly go onto him hovering over them. Lucifer’s hands quickly made their ways over to their waist. His claws pressed against their skin, leading to Y/N letting out a breathless moan. Y/N’s eyes met his again before slowly easing their wet pussy down this cock, they let out a moan at the foreign feeling. Y/N’s could feel themselves get stretched out, slowly but surely, every inch of Lucifer was in her wet cunt.

Lucifer looked at Y/N’s beautiful form, their flushed face and perfect body…it was all them and he loved every inch, his eyes full of want and desire. As he watched as them got comfortable to his size, his eyes found his way to their boobs, they were like a drug drawing him in. Before he could even process what he was doing he leaned up making their left nipple in his mouth, moaning and circling his tongue around it. Y/N moaned at the new feeling, it felt so good, the feeling giving her the energy to start to move.

Y/N started to move up and down Lucifer’s cock. Lucifer could help but moan softly bitting down on their breast. Y/N continued to moan and move up and down, feeling his tip hit their cervix. It felt so perfect. After keeping that pass for a while, Y/N began to speed up moving faster. Lucifer dug his nails into theirs hips. His mouth finally pulled away from their breast, seeing teeth and bite marks. His eyes were dark now, filled with Lust.

As Y/N sped up, Lucifer began to thrust into her, they both moaned at the feeling, a feeling of pure pleasure. Lucifer’s nails began to dig his nails deeper and his small thrust speeding up, Y/N knew he was close. As she moved with him, they grinder their body as-well. After a few more seconds, Lucifer came hard, filling them up. As he came he bit down into her shoulder, letting out a loud moan. Y/N moaned more feeling him bite, even after he came he didn’t stop thrusting.

Y/N moaned feeling the continuous thrust. Soon Lucifer pulled away from their shoulder. His teeth stained with blood from the deep bite on your shoulder. He wrapped his arms around their waist, Y/N’s body pressed against his own, soon Y/N’s Moans became more desperate, their body shacking…they were close. Lucifer didn’t stop. After a few more thrust between the two, Y/N came around Lucifer’s cock. Letting out a loud moan, their chest rising up and down. After Y/N orgasm, Lucifers upper half fell back onto the bed, pulling Y/N with him.

After laying their in the blissful after glow of their love making, sweat coating the two. Y/N was the first to speak up. “I think I can get used to this..” they said quietly with a soft laugh. Lucifer couldn’t help but smile at their words before kissing their head. “I think we both could..”

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oh-koenig-my-koenig · 5 months

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after the concert

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | (cw: age gap 25/41, nsfw, pure smutty smut, mdni)

König carries me the whole way to my apartment, his hands gripping my ass and thigh, subconsciously kneading them, while my head snuggles in the crook of his neck, my mouth coasting over the soft skin. The fingers of my right hand are tangled in his hair, resting at the back of his head scratching ever so slightly, while the other one strokes down his stomach, the keys in it jingling with every movement.

His fingertips dig deeper into the swell of my booty. "Stop it, you're killing my restraint.", he grunts and I just giggle.

We're already at my apartment door and honestly, I'm just glad we didn't run into any neighbors. He takes the keys from my hands and unlocks it, carrying me inside. Unfortunately, he does not yet know about my cat.

"Uah, what the fuck is this?!", he curses, as the kitty rubs against his legs, so he almost stumbles over her. I can't hold back a laugh while he carefully tries to not step on the cat's tail.

I slide out of his hold onto the floor and pick Mimi up. The small little black furball purrs against my face, butting heads with me as she tries to get her daily dose of cuddles in.

"You wanna hold her for a bit?", I ask, not waiting for an answer, just shoving her against his chest and his big hands grab the tiny kitty. I giggle to myself, taking off my shoes and heading to the kitchenette to get something to drink because I'm parched from the concert. And very sweaty and sticky from all the dancing and moshing.

When I return, I see that the little minx already has him wrapped around her little paw. He doesn't even look at me, totally enraptured by the little creature. She's currently snuggling into the crook of his neck, purring against the tall man.

Cockblocked – or rather pussyblocked – by my own cat. But I know how to change that.

"So, uh, you wanna take a shower?", I ask, with a wry grin. I've never seen anybody set down a cat quicker, König bending down quite a bit, not to just drop her onto the floor. When he straightens back up, his gaze is on me, burning into me, stripping me down with his eyes.

"I would like that.", he says, his voice a bit deeper than it was before.

My mouth falls open a bit at his lustful stare because it just got harder to breathe, and I just head to the bathroom to my right.

I unceremoniously pull my shirt over my head and drop my skirt to the floor before I pull off my bra and tights. I don't think about it too much, but at the same time I feel how he's staring at me, his gaze burning into me. Turning around I catch him, the mouth agape. The way his eyes skim over my body like a light touch, dwelling longer on certain spots. Dropping from my collarbone to my tits, further down to my stomach and my still clothed booty. He stalks closer and I take a little step back, so I still can look up at him without straining my neck.

He gets rid of his t-shirt as well, and my mouth goes dry. The tattoos from his arms span over his strong shoulders, huge pecs, one side adorned with a little ring in his nipple, the broad chest... he is obviously in very good shape which isn't surprising given his occupation.

But he also has a little pudge sitting at his waist and a bit of tummy. My god.

I have to will my fingers to stay at my side because all I wanna do is touch everything, run my hands over his torso, squeeze, cuddle – lick.

His long hair falls down over his shoulders, some strands coming down over his face, softly flowing over the muscles, the pecs, when he moves.

Dark hair peppers his chest and my eyes follow the happy trail down into his jeans, so clearly tented by his erection. A slight smirk plays on his lips while he pulls the zipper down and takes off his pants, not wearing anything underneath, so his dick springs free, hanging heavy in front of him, as the denim falls onto the floor. A sparkle of jewelry catches my eye, and I realize he has a piercing on his tip. I feel red hot blush color my cheeks while I take off my panties, like this is all just normal and chill. And I’m totally normal and chill.

And I try not to fucking stare. I mean I already felt it pressing against me. And I know how big he is. So, of course, his dick is huge as well. But my god, I don't think he will fit.

Before I can spend any more of my thoughts on his size, I hop into the shower that's usually very spacious. For me at least. When König joins, it gets crowded. But I don't care.

Our bodies press together, when I reach for the knob, turning on the shower, and the warm spray rains down on us. His arms wrap around my waist, and I can feel his dick pressing into my belly, softly rutting into the soft pillow, doing so almost subconsciously, while he leans down to kiss me.

"Damn, I planned on eating you out in here.", he whispers against my lips. "But I don't think I can even kneel down."

"I'm sorry, the other shower guests were never as big as you are.", I joke lightly, ignoring how him talking about eating me out made me feel, but when I see the expression on his face, I regret bringing up former partners. I mean, I don't want to think about his former partners right now either. But it's true nonetheless, in every kind of sense.

"Hm, seems like I need to kidnap you into my shower sometime...", he mutters, his hands roaming my body, fingers digging into me.

I can't suppress the little shiver rolling down my spine. He feels it and acknowledges it with a little "We don't need to do anything, okay?", still making sure I am okay with all of this.

I get on my tiptoes, holding onto his shoulders, pressing my body up against his. "But I want to.", I whisper before my lips crash into his.

Our touches get heated, care thrown out the window, desperate kisses and tangled limbs. He spins me around, his hands grabbing me, stroking down my sides, until they land on my hips, tilting them back ever so slightly. He grinds against me and I answer his testing advances, moving with him.

My palms are placed flush against the shower tiles, his front against my back. His lap presses against the swell of my ass, the tip of his dick slipping in between my thighs. I press them together around him as he pulls back a bit, then snaps his hips forward again.

His hands cover mine as he starts to slowly fuck my thighs, his dick stroking over my puffy folds, the hard length pressing against my clit, the head nudging against it with every pass.

Fuck. If that's just a little taste of how he plans to fuck me...

"Oh, you're so fucking tiny, Kleine, you're gonna be so fucking tight around me.", he growls against my temple, the words dousing me in hot arousal.

"I don't know if you're gonna fit.", I whisper, moving my ass back into him again, panting.

He hums, a light confident sound. "I'm gonna make it fit, don't worry." His lips find the sensitive spot on my neck while his hips roll against me, and I can feel the wetness between my legs that has nothing to do with the water flowing over us.

I'm getting all worked up, and he is as well, but he stops, pulling back, his harsh breath hitting the shell of my ear. "Come on, need to get you into bed.”, he says with a hint of mischief in his voice that makes me giggle.

I wait for him to leave the shower and step out, getting two fresh towels for us.

We're drying ourselves off quickly, our horniness making us hurry along, and when our gazes meet, we can't help but laugh. I hang up my towel and his as well, hurrying out the bathroom in the direction of the bedroom. He follows me with long strides, actually catching up to me and giving my booty a little spank. I squeal and jump onto the bed, crawling onto the soft sheets, turning around to look at him. He sits down next to me, the mattress dipping down under his weight, and before he can say anything, I pipe up: "I'm not on the pill, and I uh- didn't know your size.", feeling a little shy all of a sudden.

"Don't worry." he pulls me into him for a moment and puts a little kiss to the top of my head, like he actually wants to kiss the worries away, before he goes to grab his wallet from his jeans, pulling a condom out of it. "I brought some, even if I felt presumptuous at the time of putting them in there." A little grin plays round the corners of his mouth.

He puts the foil square right next to the bottle of lube I moved from inside the drawer of the bedside table to the top of it. Setting it aside for later.

König smirks at me, the little grin getting wider, as I look up at him, kind of waiting what he’s gonna do. He grips my ankle, pulling me to the edge of the mattress again, which makes me yelp and giggle, relaxing into the sheets after he positioned me how he wants me.

He kneels down in front of the bed, still being at eyelevel with me, and kisses me. His hands grab my waist, his fingers trailing down, kneading the flesh of my hips, digging into the swell of my ass. I hold onto him, feeling his strong shoulders and the soft hair underneath my fingertips, stroking gently, while I answer his kiss. My tongue against his, tasting me.

His mouth wanders from mine over my cheek, down to my neck. Hot, open-mouthed kisses, that make me pant. Moving onto the collarbone, kissing and sucking, until I'm sure he left a hickey. Kissing further down, which has me arching me back, so my tits pop out and his tongue licks over my nipple, a loud moan leaves my throat, spurring him on, his mouth closing around the pebbled tip.

The licking and soft sucking almost distracts me from his fingers dropping down between my legs. The fingertips stroke over my pussy, wet and needy, and we groan in unison as he dips into me for the first time. I clench around his finger, my hips moving of their own volition, searching for more friction, fucking myself onto his hand. Desperate for more.

He softly bites my nipple, the stinging sensation pulling another hoarse moan from my lips, while he adds another finger. My hands tangle in his hair, pulling him into me, while he caresses the other boob, his digits moving inside me. He moves down, kissing down, and I slowly fall back onto the bed. Kisses on my tummy, my hips, the soft mound over my pussy. He pulls his fingers out of me and pushes my legs back, still hovering over me. His gaze wanders from my sex to my face, our eyes meeting, and I almost feel like he’s waiting. I’m desperate, needy, his touches left me panting, and a little “please” from me is all it takes.

My knees are up against my chest, as he dives into my pussy, licking and sucking, hungrily lapping up the wetness. An “Oh fuck” drops from my lips, little mewls and moans following, and I squirm against his face.

I feel the light scratches from his stubble, the sensation of it against my sensitive skin sending shivers over my body, my hips violently jerking against his mouth. He licks up and down, nibbling, sucking, his hand spreading me for him, and I don’t think I’ve had anybody ever shamelessly eat me out like that. I can’t help it, but my fingers tangle in his hair again, the soft locks that I felt underneath my fingertips when I was sitting on his shoulders at the concert, now that his head is between my legs again for so vastly different reasons.

He doesn’t complain, humming ever so slightly, a satisfied little noise, when I pull at his roots, wanting more, wanting him even closer.

His hand wanders up my body until it reaches my chin, clasping around my neck. The breath halts in my throat, as his fingers squeeze lightly and his tongue dips into me. His thumb moves over my lips, pushing between my teeth. I lick and suck instinctively, like I would another part of him. He growls lightly at how I’m sucking his digit off, a sound that vibrates against my wetness, and I almost cum.

His mouth latches onto my clit, sucking hard, and with a loud moan my orgasm crashes over me. His fingers push into me again, the added sensation prolonging the waves of arousal washing over me. My thighs push together in an effort to make his teasing touches stop, but he doesn’t until it subsides, and I slump down.

He gets up from the floor and climbs onto the bed, positioning me in front of him, my legs spread over his thighs. I feel exposed, lying before him like that, my pussy on full display. He reaches for the condom and the lube, opening the foil packet with his teeth and rolling the rubber down on his length, the latex stretching to his size easily. I watch him, his dick resting against my stomach as he puts some lube on his hand. It still seems very big, to be honest. He sees the little skeptic expression on my face, and a cocky smirk stalks on his lips, while he spreads the lube on the condom and positions himself at my entrance.

“If it hurts, just tell me, okay?”, he says, the deep voice soft. “I don’t want you to hurt.”

I nod. “Yes.”, anticipating the feeling that floods me as soon as his dick presses into me.

Pushing into me, stretching me, while his thumb softly rubs my clit.

Rutting back and forth slowly, until the combined wetness from the lube and my pussy is coating his whole length.

He buries himself deep inside me, until he bottoms me out. I clench around his length, which makes his eyes roll back, a low grunt falling from his lips. A little choked sound escapes me. Feeling so full, I think I might burst.

Well, he said, he would make it fit.

He bends forward, fitting right between my thighs, placing a little kiss on my lips. He pulls back a bit, his gaze intently on my face, as he starts to fuck me, low and slow.

His long hair falls down like a cascade, the tips grazing over my neck and boobs, as he fucks me slowly, still letting me adjust to his length. My back arches and my lids get heavy from the intense pleasure of the deep pushes into me.

"Look at me, look at me." He grabs my cheeks with his hand. I will my eyes to stay open, focused on his face, our gazes interlocked, when he moves his hips oh so sweetly. It’s different from how I imagined it would be.

I can feel how he’s holding back. And I can see the hunger in his eyes as he straightens back up, his gaze moving down my body, taking in my titties that bounce slightly and the spot where we are connected.

But I also can feel his restraint slipping with every push of his dick into my wetness.

“Can I fuck you harder? Please.”, he begs, his voice dropping, his hands grabbing me again.

I reach out until my fingertips touch his hips, stroking over the soft skin. "Do it. I already told you, I don't break that easily.", I answer, whispering. And that’s all the encouragement he needs.

He starts to fuck me – really fuck me – rolling his hips into my lap. He pulls my legs back and up, so they rest against his shoulders. And who would have known? They really are very good legrests. I mean, my legs aren’t really resting on them, my feet dangling up over them, the size difference really obvious right now. But I don’t have any time to dwell on that thought, with the way he’s fucking me right now.

It’s even more intense like that, with my legs up in the air like that, and I can really feel his whole length inside me, reaching so fucking deep. Incoherent curses and a lot of “yes” is all I’m able to articulate.

His dick pistoning in and out of me, his large hands gripping my thighs, pulling me into him at his rhythm. The swell of my ass colliding with his thighs, the sound of skin slapping against skin, our intermingled moans and sighs.

This is much more how I thought it would be. Him throwing me around like he wants to, me getting my brains fucked out, taking everything he’s giving me.

My back arches of his own volition, my hands trying to hold onto to something, tangling in the sheets beneath me. He pushes into me hard and deep, and my thighs start to shake.

"Yes, fuck, come for me, Liebes.", he grunts, the words almost an order. One I cannot refuse. I cum on his dick, and he just keeps on fucking me, dragging it out, stroking over my clit with his thumb.

He doesn't even let my orgasm fully pass before he drops my legs and flips me onto my front. Pulling up my hips a bit, he fucks into me. My hands fist the sheets, holding onto them, not to get shoved forward, my face is pressed into the pillow, my moans getting swallowed up by it.

The sounds of his grunts and my moans intermingle, filling my little bedroom, the whole bed shaking, softly thudding against the wall.

The different angle is getting me worked up in no time, his lap colliding with my ass over and over again, skin slapping against skin. His fingers are digging into the supple flesh of my cheeks, holding onto them.

“You feel so good, fuck.”, he praises me, accompanied by a delicious little groan, and I can feel the words as a tingle up my spine.

His other hand is splayed out on my back, pressing me into the mattress, while he fucks me deep and fast, and I’m just so fucking full. I can feel the wetness drip out of me with every push inside, leaving a mess on his lap.

I turn my head to the side, trying to look at him, while he does me like this. I can see his long dark hair whipping back and forth, with every snap of his hips. I reach my hand back, looking to connect, and he takes it, interlocking his fingers with mine, while his dick is making me lose my mind again. The third orgasm hits me unexpectedly, and I clench around him, squeezing him tightly, his name as a soft sigh on my lips. “König-“

That seems to do it for him as well.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck.", he curses, moaning deeply, the strokes getting sloppy, then he cums inside me, the condom as a barrier in between.

As soon as he catches himself, he pulls back out and turns me around again, snuggling himself on top of me. My breath goes raggedly, my chest expanding wide, I’m still reeling from the sex. But my god. The way he’s holding me now, looking at me. The softness in contrast to the hard fucking before. It’s almost too much.

His eyes are searching my face, a hint of worry in them. "Are you okay?", he asks softly, panting just a tiny bit, a slight red blush on his cheeks. I nod, still finding my ability to speak properly. "Good.", he says, seeming a little relieved, and he slumps down next to me, pulling me against his chest. We stay like that for a few moments, skin against skin, relishing the feeling of our embrace. Post-orgasm bliss is the stuff of sappy rom-coms, not of real life hook-ups. Or so I thought.

"Back in a second.", he mumbles against my temple and gets up. He straightens up, ridiculously tall next to my bed. He heads out the bedroom and my eyes follow the sway of his hips, his delicious booty on full display, his hair swaying with every step, reminding me of how it whipped back and forth while he was fucking me.

I hear the snap of rubber, fumbling with cabinet doors and the running of water.

He comes back, having gotten rid of the condom, a glass of water and a wet cloth in his hands. He sits beside me on the mattress. "Here, drink a little bit.", he says holding the glass up to my face. I sit up a little bit more, grab it and take a few gulps. I didn't even realise how dry my throat had gotten.

He strokes down my left leg, softly spreading me and then starts to clean me up with the cloth, the warm water washing away the lube and my arousal. We just sit there in the little silence that's only filled by our quiet breaths, my little sips of water and the noises of washcloth against skin. And for a moment I fear that I might get shy now, but the serious yet calm expression on his face, while he washes me, grounds me. Because he just acts like this is the most normal thing to do. When he's done and I've drank all of the water, he puts the glass and the washcloth on the little bedside table and climbs into bed again.

He scoops me up and pulls the blanket over us, covering our naked bodies. "You don't know what you were doing to me in that little outfit of yours.", he whispers into my hair, pressing soft kisses onto it.

I sigh for a moment, my eyes turning down. "Yeah, I really like it too.", I say, the smile on my face staying on despite the little pang I feel in my chest.

He scoots down, coming face to face with me. "Hm, what's going on?", he asks me, whispering softly.

"Just thank you for taking me to the concert today, okay? I don't think I would have had the courage to go alone, even less so wearing a skirt.", I answer timidly, not able to look into his eyes.

"You are very welcome, it was my pleasure.", he says, pressing a kiss to each of my cheeks and then one to my lips. It's soft and sweet, so different from all the other kisses we shared this evening. "Thank you as well, today was my first concert in at least 15 years or so. And it was a lot of fun."

"Then you're welcome as well. Old man.", I say, the teasing making me smile at him.

He chuckles. "You're a cute little thing, you know that?"

I shoot him a look, trying look mad and intimidating, but the amused expression on his face is telling me that I’m not succeeding at that. "I'm neither cute nor little."

"Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that.", he teases me back, then he gets serious again. "Do you want me to go?", he asks, searching my eyes.

I shake my head, my hands roaming his body, softly stroking and squeezing. "No, you can stay the night.", I say lightly. "If you want to."

"Good, cause I do.", he answers, pulling me into him, squeezing me against his broad chest, his big arm lying on my back, the fingers softly digging into my ass. My cheek snuggles against his pec, while I play with the strands of his hair, feeling how I get calmer and sleepier in his embrace.

"Quick question.", he pipes up and the mischief in his voice lets me perk up. "Have you ever been woken up by getting eaten out?"

I give him the full sideeye while I slowly shake my head. The devilish grin turning up his mouth makes him look like he's already thinking about it and in his mind, it is fucking delicious.

"Would you like to try it out?"

The expression on my face doesn't change as I try to mask the wave of arousal washing over me from those words alone. Enticing and just a little bit kinky, and nobody ever offered to do that to me before. "Yes.", I answer, not able to suppress the little breathiness in my voice.

He chuckles, pressing another kiss to my lips, nuzzling into the crook of my neck. “Then I guess, you’ll have to go to sleep soon…”

part 5

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izzuku · 2 years

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DON'T BE FOOLED BY THE SILHOUETTE ── ʚ

summary- tighnari tries to fight his own rut for your own sake but fails miserably the moment you two are alone after dealing with some hydro fungi

characters- tighnari x gn reader

c/w- tighnari in heat, creampie, nsfw, overstimulation, oral sex, mating press position, semi-public sex(? (overall just nsfw) not proofread!

The work was done for the night. You checked every plant, every mushroom, every tree and part of the forest along Tignari throughout the day and when the moment of going back home came, problems appeared. It wasn't anything that you two couldn't handle, it's just that you were too tired and falling asleep on your comfy bed was the only thing pushing you to end the day. Apparently on your way home, while chatting with a really... awkward Tignari you encountered a group of hydro fungi next to the bridge that would lead you back safely.

You had also noticed that today, of all days, Tignari was more reserved and distant. You asked him a couple of times if he was alright of if he needed to chat but he bat it away with a "just some notes about the flora that I need to memorize, nothing to worry about" even though you could clearly see him wagging his tail every time you directed your voice to him. A slight tint of blush on his features, deep inhales when your body got closer to him and a look on his eyes that you would categorize as "predatory" made you think otherwise. And then, the hydro fungi accident occurred. As said, it wasn't hard to get rid of them, you were experienced with monsters of this type and the forest ranger was also used to encounter tons of different creatures like this. But what really pissed you off was when one of those bitches hit you with its bubble spit, soaking your clothes and leaving you wet before turning into ash.

“Ah, fucking great. Now I gotta go home soaking wet” you cursed under your breath so the botanist would not lecture you about language. But for your surprise, he wasn't even paying attention. He was so caught up in your silhouette, your curves and the clothes hugging your figure that he didn't noticed. His tail started moving sideways and he brought his own hand to his face.

"I cannot control myself anymore. I'm going to break if I don't do this". He thought, closing the space in between the both of you, gloved hands grabbing you by your waist and head falling on your neck, filling his lungs with your scent.

"Tig...nari? What are you-"

"I'm... In heat. I'm awfully ashamed to say it out loud but you're driving me crazy and I cannot wait any longer". His lips grace your skin, leaving short licks before sucking at it, creating red marks and bites that screamed 'mine' in his head. You were his. You were going to be his until he was done with you. Not that you cared about spending everyday with him.

Laying you down on a big leaf he started roaming your body, panting and muttering how good you smelled, your wet clothes now on the ground while he grinded his clothed erection against your sex, earning a surprised gasp from you along with a tug on his head.

If it was embarrassing to be doing that kind of stuff in the middle of the forest, why was it so amazing? The way your moans only fuelled him to go deeper into you, his fast pace breaking your mind and the multiple rounds leaving you with a sore throat. His cum would not stop dropping from your hole, he needed to breed you good, he couldn't be satisfied until he emptied himself in you. Not only that, your legs were pressed against yourself, gifting him with a stunning view of you. All fucked, cum dripping down your thighs and a sweet little voice asking for more.

“That's my love...I'll give you more and then we can go back home” he ushers you softly, pulling his cock back in again, making your head spin around like a love sick. And, as the gentleman he is, he'd clean everything up after. There's nothing more satisfying than licking all of your and his cum from you. Your already overestimulated sex can barely handle his tongue. But he's just helping, really! but he's also a tease. His eyes search your gaze when his tongue penetrates you for a moment, looking for another flinch or another tired moan. If he can't get a reaction from you he'll do it again, maybe even until you cum again for the nth time.

“You looked so good with my seed in you that I couldn't resist tasting you...”

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feinv · 10 days

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black beauty. john wick x fem!reader. smut. fluff. unprotected sex on a couch (it’s big and comfortable). missionary. praise, oh god. established rp. john the loving husband. 1.5 words

summary. john comes home to you after a long day, only to find out you missed him just as much as he missed you ;)

a/n. so excited to post my first full fic. feedbacks and reblogs are appreciated. requests are open. enjoy 💌

the moonlight shone through the panel glasses of the house you and john now shared together. for john, this house was nothing but a concrete construction — lifeless, dull, and lonely. just a place where he could eat, shower, and sometimes sleep, if he could return before sunrise. ever since you came into his life, the house was now home to him, a comfort place where his lover awaited him with open arms and a heart full of lust and desire.

you were on the couch, tucked tightly under the blankets. you must have fallen asleep while waiting for john again: a constant occurrence. but you didn't mind, not at all. how could you? he was the best man out there, your favorite person in the whole word, so devoted to you. you would wait an eternity for him if it meant you would be together in the end.

the sound of an approaching car accompanied by a lock turn woke you up. you rubbed your eyes slightly, hoping to get some sense of time and place after the nap before a mild panic seized through your body, but quickly vanished when you realized it could only be john. no one in their right or even wrong mind would dare to break into the infamous baba yaga’s house.

john sighs heavily as he closes the door behind him, being relieved that he has finally made it home to you. he took in his surroundings, the moonlight casting pale and ghastly shades — the only light in the living room. his eyes then locked on your sleepy figure covered in blankets — the only light in his life.

“oh, sweetheart…” his tired and hoarse voice echoed as he approached you slowly, stopping in front of the couch, looking down at you. “you didn’t have to stay up for me.”

“can’t sleep without you,” you turn your head up, looking at him with your doe eyes before moving your hands up to reach his neck. he cranes his body down to hug you, hands wrapping around your waist and lifting you up. he turns both of you around before sitting down on the coach with you straddling his lap.

his hands still resting on your lower back, he casts a glance at your face, the lamp illuminating your beautiful features. his look is so gentle and loving instead of his usual cold exterior - one he always carries around others, but never with you.

“i missed you,” he whispers in the dark, one of his hands brushing the hair out of your face. you smiled softly before his lips crushed into yours, kissing you so tenderly, so gently, as if he was afraid you would break. you return the kiss while your hands find the end of his soft raven hair to play with.

“missed you too…so much,” you say in between. there is a soft groan at the back of his throat as he deepens the kiss, sliding his hands under your shirt, his calloused fingers sending shivers down your spine. as your lips move in unison, john becomes more passionate, taking your bottom lip between his teeth, earning a soft moan from you, and pulling you closer to him.

you break the kiss only to catch your breath when his lips start kissing your jawline. you move you head back, giving him more access to your neck where he is leaving red bite marks and bruises. john moves his hands from your waist, pulling your shirt off, cursing to himself when he realizes you weren’t wearing a bra. you got off him for a second to quickly get rid of your shorts, only panties covering your body now. your cheeks flush due to bareness of your body, all exposed to him, in contrast to his full suit.

right when you were about to sit back in his lap, he flipped you onto the couch, towering over you. john takes a moment to admire you, lips reaching to your collarbone and planting a kiss there. he continues to plant soft kisses all over your body, hands roaming just about everywhere.

“so goddamn beautiful,” he whispers between the kisses, his beard tickling your soft skin, making sure to worship every inch of your body — like he always does. he always told you you were a goddess. and he would worship you like one. you let out several moans under his touch, unable to control your voice, eyes sparkling at the thought of what you were about to do.

john tugs the waistband of your panties, slowly sliding it down your legs, moments before it joins the pile of clothes long forgotten on the floor. he kisses your lips again, more urgently this time, more messier, hungrier.

“look at you…so perfect, so flawless,” he murmured, his eyes shamelessly roaming all over your nude body, your every curve — so vulnerable and trusting for him.

you move your hands to his trousers, clumsy fingers unbuckling his belt, letting them fall loose, visible bulge through his underwear making your stomach squirm with excitement. you quickly tug his underwear down, letting his dick sprang free, tip glistering with pre-cum. you didn’t have the time to undress the rest of him when john did it himself, watching as you occupy yourself by gliding your fingers down to your folds.

what a sight to behold, he thought to himself.

what he didn’t know is that you were thinking the exact same thing looking up at his body. all six feet of him completely naked for you, his toned muscles and bulky arms, scars and decades old wounds making your head dizzy.

you loved every inch of him. he was perfect to you, although he would never admit that to himself.

“no, darling. let me make you feel good,” john took your hands and pinned them behind your head with his one hand. his other hand slowly replacing yours and moving to your folds, fingers lazily drawing circles on your clit, his head now buried in the valley between your nude breasts, kissing and sucking your soft skin.

“john…”you moan at the sensation, falling your head back on the couch. he looks up at you, his dark eyes boring into yours. he sets your pinned hands free when he shifts back a little, aligning himself in front of your entrance. his one hand was now readjusted on your thigh, gently holding it while his other hand held yours. he always did that when you were making love. it was a silent gesture, a sign of affection — love, lust, trust.

you both grunted when he slowly entered you, inch by inch, careful not to hurt you as you took a minute to stretch and get used to his sheer size. once you gave him a little nod, john started thrusting into you, in and out, keeping a steady pace. you wrapped your legs around his torso, allowing him a deeper access.

as his thrusts become more violent and urging, a groan escapes his lips as he watches him disappearing in and out if you, taking the scenery in front of him. your mouth slightly open, your hooded eyes struggling to focus, your desperate moans filling the room, breasts bouncing with each thrust. this sight alone could send him over the edge.

john hits your sensitive spot every single time, having memorized exactly how your body works, making you produce all kinds of sounds. you grip the couch, the soft material clenching under your fingers as your eyes start to water at how good he’s fucking you.

“don’t-” you fail to form a sentence, which instead came out as a whimper, as your pleasure was nearing you, making your mind clouded and brain all fogged.

“what was that, sweetheart? couldn’t hear you,” john replied to your plea, simultaneously moving closer to you.

“i- fuck!” you mewled when he took your one breast into his mouth while his hand was toying with your clit. he licked your nipple, gently sucking and swirling on it with his skilled tongue, before moving to give the same attention to you other breast. you were now fucked into oblivion, almost unconscious, goosebumps seizing your whole body, eyes rolling back as he kept pleasuring you in different ways.

he was delighted to know he was making you feel those things, and he would tease you about it. he slowed down his movements, not giving you the satisfaction you needed yet. “use your words, darling.”

you sigh frustrated, needing him to move faster. “please…i need you, john. need you so bad, please.”

what could he do if not comply?

he continued his voluptuous rhythm, your previous pleasure building up again. you move your hand to his back for additional support, leaving red scratch marks all over, earning a groan from him.

“there you go. doing so good for me, angel,” he was dangerously close too, nearly unable to hold himself, but for him, your pleasure was a priority.

with few final thrusts, you scream out his name so loud — almost pornographically — as the waves of orgasm wash over you, vibrating through your whole body. john follows, not far behind. with a particular loud groan he spills his release inside of you, head falling back with a few strands of hair stuck on his forehead.

after you both ride out your highs, john moves both of you so you find yourself straddling him again. he tugs you closer to him with his arms draped around your body, drawing small soothing circles on your back. your arms crossed behind his neck, you let your head fall on his chest, buried in the crook of his neck while his cock was still buried in you.

you both stay in that position for a minute longer, silently indulging in each other's embrace before exchanging i love yous and slow kisses, moonlight shining over your sore figures.

©️feinv, 2024.

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riordanness · 8 months

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my tears ricochet - [p.jackson]

1.3K wordcount

warnings: death, serious angst

requested: no

"Okay, everyone ready?" Percy asked, his sea-green eyes searching the crowd. They locked on me for half a moment, then flitted away.

The campers looked grim, but they all nodded and put on brave faces. This was probably the last battle any of us would ever fight, but we had to try. We were the world's last chance.

Percy grimaced, held up his sword, Riptide, and cried: "For Olympus!"

"For Olympus!" The cheer echoed eerily in the dark tunnel, sounding much louder than us fifty kids should've been able to make.

"Alright," Percy said. "Everyone partner up. No leaving your partner, not for anything. Stick together, stay in sight of other pairs, and keep each other safe."

Everyone immediately started grabbing for their friends, chaos erupting like a bonfire.

Percy moved through the crowd towards me. I managed a smile, but I knew it didn't look genuine.

"Hey," I said, my voice a higher pitch then usual. I shrugged my right shoulder a little. "It's gonna be fine, alright? We've got nothing to worry about."

Percy gazed at the other campers, then back at me. "Yeah... yeah of course."

I reached over and squeezed his hand. "Hey, wanna be my partner?" I smirked a little.

Percy's face melted a little, the smile I loved so much shining through the darkness, just a little. "I guess so."

I scoffed. "You guess so? What, I'm not your best friend anymore?"

He suddenly grabbed me and pulled me into a tight hug, arms around my waist. "You're so much more than my best friend," he whispered fiercely.

My heart fluttered, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed him tight.

"Okay," I said after a moment. "Let's do this thing. And after, as long as you stay alive, lunch is on me."

I held out my pinky, and he linked his around mine. "Deal," he said, a playful gleam in his eyes.

Percy turned to the remainder of Camp Half-Blood. "Campers! Let's, uh, go fight this dude!"

I smiled. This was my best friend. My crazy sidekick. My laughter. My smile. My reason to live. My everything.

He glanced at me, grabbed my hand, and squeezed it three times. "I love you," he began.

"No matter what," I finished with a slight smile. Sadly, Percy's feelings for me were purely platonic.

He would never admit it to me, but I could tell he still had feelings for his ex-girlfriend, Annabeth Chase. She'd left him about two years ago, when her father had dragged her off to Australia.

There was nothing either she or Percy could do about it. They couldn't use phones to contact each other, and Camp Half-Blood needed Percy, so they'd made the decision to break up.

I missed Annabeth. She'd been such an amazing leader, and even though I hadn't known her super well, she'd been so nice to me. I hoped that wherever she was now, she wouldn't mind me loving her Percy.

Percy and I stood back to back, like we had for years. I knew his fighting style so well, and he knew mine just as well.

I gripped the string of my bow, aiming carefully, and releasing it. The arrow soared right into the demon's glowing red eye. Why do they always have to have red eyes?

I cursed under my breath in Ancient Greek. "Dammit," I muttered, biting my thumbnail. I needed to get closer. I needed to get rid of the boomerang thing.

"Percy!" I yelled.

"What?" He swung Riptide into the demon's ankle, cutting a bloody slit. The demon roared in pain, swatting the air in front of Percy, who stumbled out of the way.

"Keep it distracted!" I cried. "I - I think I have an idea!"

His eyes locked with mine. "Are you sure?" His voice sounded shaky.

I nodded firmly. "Yes. Don't worry. I'll come back. I always do. Pinky promise."

I ran to him, linking my pinky with his, giving him one last tight hug. "Okay, now go!" I ordered, pushing him away from me. I couldn't afford to get emotional.

I skirted around the demon's legs, rushing to the back of it. A ruined building lay in pieces, but still had enough intact for me to climb up a fair way. At least two stories, I thought.

I rushed to the building, and inside. A half broken staircase was against one wall, and I hurried up it. At the top, big stone blocks was arranged in a way that made climbing them possible, so I climbed as quickly as I could manage.

I stood at the top of the roof, my t-shirt fluttering in the wind. I brushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear, and drew my bow. I was level with the demon's other eye now. I just needed to get its attention. "Hey!" I screamed. "Ugly!"

The demon turned, and fixed its fiery eyes on me. My insides felt like a puddle of water, but I gritted my teeth and slowly raised my arm, reaching for an arrow.

Unfortunately, just as my fingertips were brushing the arrow, the demon raised it's boomerang. "Ha-di!" It bellowed.

A glowing red picture flashed in the air, and I knew in my heart that this was it, as searing pain ripped through my body, and I collapsed forward, free-falling two stories down.

Pain. Red. Flashing.

My eyes fluttered open, the harsh sunlight sending shoots of pain to my head. I groaned, but the sound that came out was barely audible.

"Y/N?"

A broken voice. Tears. Pain.

"P-Percy?" I tried to say, my vision blurry. My senses were dull; I couldn't feel anything but the horrible pain.

Everywhere. Pain. A bright light.

"No, Y/N, it's okay," my best friend said, as I lay dying in his arms. I had no idea how I was even alive at this point, I'd fallen all the way to the ground. I'd been hit by that magic spell thing, how was I even breathing?

Breathing. Pain. Ragged.

My short, laboured gasps for air sent sharp shoots of pain rocketing through my lungs and chest. My head pounded, and something warm and wet was trickling down my temple. My vision swam in and out, blurry and indistinguishable.

Pain. Crying. Love.

"No!" Percy's voice was becoming more desperate. "No! You can't take her! You can't!" He was screaming at the sky. "Leave her be! Take me instead! You can't!"

Sobs broke out of him, ripping my heart to shreds. "Don't... don't cry for me Percy," I managed. I tried to touch his cheek, but the effort to move made me gasp in pain. It was too difficult.

"Y/N..." The way he said my name, the way his voice sounded, it was like shattered glass.

"Percy," I breathed. "I love you."

"No matter what," he cried, tears in his voice.

"No matter what..." I repeated. I was losing my grip on reality. Already, my vision was slipping even further into total darkness, I couldn't feel anything but the pain. I was dying. I was.

Death. Love. Pain.

"No. No, you can't leave me, sweetheart," Percy begged. "You have to stay, you have to wake up!" He started getting frantic. "Help! Somebody help me! I need ambrosia, nectar, something..."

His voice broke, as if realisation had finally dawned on him. Nothing could save me now.

This was the end.

Campers gathered around Percy and I, crumpled in a heap on the ground. The war was won, the demons defeated, but victory had come with a price.

A sacrifice. A life. A death.

"Someone help me..." Percy sobbed, holding onto my limp body as he cried. "I love you, Y/N..."

My last glimpse of this life were of his sea-green eyes, filled with tears, as they gazed into my own. Darkness filled my vision, and everything went black.

Death. Dark. Nothing.

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bleedingwhiteroses222 · 2 years

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— rosy cheeks and the morning sun.

kazuha x gn reader

part 1. part 2.

this is a part two of drunk confessions !

warnings: cursing, slightly suggestive, idk how to write kissing, fluff

Vision blurred and head spinning, Kazuha opened his eyes, blinking slowly, registering the first rays of the early morning sun shining softly through the window.

Still engulfed in the lull of sleep, he closed his eyes again and cuddled back into the- wait a minute…

His eyes shot open, immediately noticing the unfamiliar setting, realizing he was lying comfortably in a…bed? What was going on?

Feeling something tighten its hold around his body, Kazuha almost jumped out of bed in shock before realizing it was just you.

He strained his memory, hoping to regain some sense as to why he was lying in bed with you in a unfamiliar room.

His face went beet red at some interesting, ideas as to what..activities, the two of you might’ve partook in- no no snap out of it Kazuha, don’t entertain such vulgar thoughts.

…Though he was not opposed to the idea-

“Mmm…Kazu?”

He immediately felt his face take on a red hue, shaking himself out of his dirty fantasies.

Focusing his gaze back on you he couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle. Shirt slightly falling over your shoulder, hair tousled, and with the appearance of one who just woke up (which you in fact, did just wake), you groggily looked up into his face, eyes slowly adjusting to the morning sun.

“Good morning, Y/n.” His expression softened into a small smile. Kazuha relaxed, falling back into your hold. Although his face seemed unable to rid of the rosiness…

You smiled and cuddled into him once more.

“Morning, my love.”

Blushing at the nickname, Kazuha continued, asking the question that had been plaguing his mind for the past few minutes.

“If I may ask, er, what happened last night? I can’t seem to recall much at the moment.”

Now it was your turn for the heat to creep up your face, remembering the events that took place the night before.

Noticing this, instantly it felt like Kazuha’s face was on fire. So did we-

“Ah well,” you cleared your throat. “You accidentally drank Venti’s cocktails, and got drunk.”

Ah, that would explain the fuzziness and mild headache.

Wait.

A sudden suspicion popped up into Kazuha’s thoughts, instantly feeling embarrassment creeping over him.

Could he have accidentally- confessed?

Fuck. At least that’d explain the current predicament.

“And did I er- say, anything? Or, you know, do anything?” He asked, feeling a bit nervous and hoping he didn’t embarrass himself too much.

You giggled.

Oh no.

“Heh, you were really giggly and clingy. Kept asking me for a kiss,” you smirked up at his blushing face.

“And then- well..” You faltered, feeling your face heat up.

Oh. OH. Dear Barbatos…

Kazuha felt the sudden rush of memories coming back.

The cuddling. The teasing from his companions. The-

He hid his face in the crook of your neck.

“Shit.”

You started to laugh as Kazuha reminisced on everything.

The kissing. The confessions. Oh my archons he really did seem to make a fool out of himself.

“Don’t be so embarrassed, I found it pretty cute.”

Kazuha groaned, turning his head back to look at you. “Well, that was definitely not how I planned on confessing to you. But, all’s well that ends well, I suppose.”

He smiled at you, getting over the humiliation and focusing on the present, which was you.

You smiled back at him, before leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his lips, pulling him closer.

Kazuha felt as if his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

This was when he completely melted. The softness of your lips, the gentle hold you had on him. He wished to wake to your beautiful face every morning to come. He wished the moment could last forever.

Your lips tugging and pulling at the other, letting light hums escape time to time, the warmth and comfort of each other’s love had you both letting the carefully guarded vulnerability seep out through ways words could never describe.

You cupped his face as he tangled his hands in your hair, allowing the kiss to get more passionate. You allowed Kazuha’s tongue into your mouth, feeling your heart jump at each press of your intertwined muscles. Lips molding into each other, your breaths running out from the desperation of another.

Unfortunately, oxygen was needed as you both reluctantly part for air, panting lightly while gazing deeply into the other’s eyes.

“Kazuha?”

“Yes, dove?”

“Did you mean it, when you told me that you loved me?” A pit of nervousness gathered in your stomach.

He felt warmth creeping up again.

“Yes.” He smiled softly, caressing your face gently. “I love you, more than you could ever imagine.”

Smiling in relief, you leaned closer to his lips once again. “And I, love you more than any universe could allow.”

With that, the new lovers connected their lips once more, basking in each other’s presence.

—

“Where the hell are they?” Lumine sighed in exasperation, shaking her head. “They’re ten minutes late.”

“They’re probably fu- mmph!” Paimon covered Xinyan’s mouth with haste, looking at Fischl and Mona nervously with a apologetic smile.

“These mere peasants dare keep thy Prinzessin awaiting for thou? I do have pressing matters to attend to with thy Immernachtreich blooming upon thine people,” Fischl huffed. “Mein Fräulein means, she would like to hurry up and go on the adventure,” Oz translates.

“Shall I divinate the answer?” Mona pulled her scryglass out.

“Look! There they are!” Paimon pointed at the two figures approaching them.

“Sorry we’re late,” you grinned. “Got caught up in some stuff.”

“Stuff, huh?” Xinyan took a teasing glance at Kazuha, who simply looked away to hide the growing blush dusting his face.

“Would the stuff happen to be Kaz-” “Okay!” Lumine cleared her throat, clapping her hands together.

“Let’s get on with the adventure!”

As the others went ahead, you couldn’t help but intertwine your hand with Kazuha’s, feeling comfort in his touch.

“Are you two coming or not?” Xinyan yelled back at the pair.

“Yeah, yeah, we’re coming,” you laughed. Sharing a smile with Kazuha, the two of you ran to catch up, ready to embark on a new adventure.

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violetsaffron5 · 9 months

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NSFW Gojo Week (1)

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A night off work leads you and your work crush to finally meet up for a steamy rendezvous

cw: exhibitionism, light degradation, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, facial

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As a sorcerer, you don’t get many nights off, nights to do whatever you please without a care in the world.

Tonight is one of those nights. The lights of the small club you’re in flash green, red, purple, and blue all around you. Shoko wanted to use the opportunity to go out, have some fun, and relieve some stress, so she invited you, Utahime, and Satoru, and even got Nanami to come along.

It’s been busy for everyone the last several months. Fighting curses, and spending time healing; Shoko having a multitude of sorcerers to care for, along with surgeries.

The bass of the music vibrates from the soles of your feet through every hair follicle at the top of your head, sending a tingling sensation throughout your body as red, green, purple, and blue lights flash over your face, through the sea of people dancing.

You’re dancing with Satoru; he has one of his large hands splayed on your exposed stomach, just under your crop top while his other rests at your hip while you press your ass into him.

You might have a little, teeny, tiny work crush on him, and you’re pretty sure he has one on you too. He’s never been one to hide how he feels, but he’s also flirty with everyone, including Nanami, so it’s hard to really know.

Either that or he just really wants to fuck you.

Your hand is wrapped around his neck, nails scratching at his undercut as you move your hips together. And judging by the way Satoru’s dancing with you, the rumors must be true.

Of course, you’ve heard them, everyone has.

Gojo fucks so good, it’s actually insane.

I’ve never cum so many times in my life, and that tongue, oh my god.

He has the biggest dick I have ever seen… I should call him again, actually.

The two of you have had some… tense moments, to say the least. A few flirty grins here in there that have been met with your lips ghosting one another on several occasions.

But each time it has been met with an interruption. Someone walking into the room looking for one of you, or a phone call about an urgent mission. Each time it happens, it leaves you craving more, wondering when your lips will finally meet, and if it will it be as incredible as you’ve heard.

Satoru leans down, you can feel his warm breath tickling your neck and the shell of your ear. It sends a chill right down your spine, straight to your core. Tilting your head to the side, you’re met with his azure half-lidded gaze.

Your eyes flicker between his and his lips several times, and just as your lips ghost one another you can hear your name being called.

Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath to steady yourself before turning to see Shoko calling you over to take a few shots with her.

Satoru rolls his eyes as you groan in annoyance at once again being separated at the last moment. He removes his hands from your hips and stomach, stuffing them into his pocket, diligently following you back to the private booth you have for the night.

Shoko already has the shots ready, handing one to everyone who clinks their little glasses together before downing them. Satoru winces and you quickly grab another drink to use as a chaser, trying to rid the taste of alcohol on your tongue.

You take a seat next to Satoru who pulls you in closer to him by wrapping his arm around your shoulder, letting his thumb gently rub against your skin with light, featherlike touches that send a jolt straight to your core.

As everyone engrosses in conversation, you turn your head towards Satoru when he speaks, letting your nose run along the length of his jaw. Pressing your forehead into his cheek, you turn to see Shoko eyeing you with a raised eyebrow as your cheeks heat and you clear your throat.

“I’m, uh, gonna head to the bathroom really quick.”

The wetness between your thighs is absolutely unreal and becoming increasingly uncomfortable. You can feel Satoru’s gaze on you as you walk away and you turn back, biting your lip only to see his eyes trailing down to your ass slowly before coming back up, meeting you with a sultry grin.

Once inside the bathroom, you close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself of something that might not even happen tonight, or ever, if the universe has anything to say about it.

Standing at the mirror, you run your hands through your hair quickly just as the door opens. You expect to see Shoko walking through the door, but instead, you’re met with a tall head of ivory hair and crystalline eyes surrounded by soft snowy lashes.

“Fancy meeting you here,” You say playfully as he walks up behind you, tilting his head to stare at your ass as you lean forward just enough for your asscheeks to peek out from under your skirt, pretending to fix your lipstick in the mirror.

Satoru chuckles but doesn’t say anything as his hands find their way back to your hips, pulling you into him. Your breath hitches when you feel his hardened length under his slacks, encouraging you to grind into him slowly.

“What if someone walks in?”

“Let them.” He whispers in your ear, warm breath sending a chill down your spine as he flips the back of your skirt over your hips, kneading the plush skin of your ass with his large hands before sliding his fingers over your soaked panties and moving them to the side.

He groans when he runs his fingers through your already soaking folds, avoiding your clit, he doesn’t press in, he just teases until you’re whimpering, rutting your ass back into him further, begging for more.

“Satoru, please,” You whine, “If you don’t fuck me right now, I am going to die.”

He chuckles, continuing his teasing, “Guess you’ll just have to die, baby.”

You glare at him through the mirror where he watches as your furrowed brows slowly turn upwards, lips parting slightly when he lets his thumbs press gently to your clit.

“Can’t even wait for me to get you home?” You mewl as he continues his ministrations, “So fucking desperate for me.”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head when he dips two fingers in and you’re already feeling more full and more pleasure than you’ve ever felt before. Leaning back, you rest your head against his shoulder, rocking your hips to the best of your ability, a coil forming in the lowest parts of your belly.

And then he just stops and pulls his fingers out to your dismay.

You glare at him like he’s just shot you, before he tangles his hand in your hair, tilting your head to a better angle, allowing him to kiss and nip down the sides of your neck - he could tell you hours doing your hair, and makeup to look nice tonight.

He’ll gladly ruin both.

Satoru pushes you back over the sink, quickly undoing his belt, letting his slacks fall past his knees with a clatter. When he releases his cock from the confines of his briefs, he taps the leaking tip on your ass a few times before positioning himself at your entrance.

You gasp, pressing your hands to the sink, pushing your ass further towards him. He watches you through the mirror giving a salacious smile and a wink before pushing in all the way to the hilt.

Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath, adjusting to the sheer size of him. With a hand pressed to your stomach, you feel the way his cock bulges as he thrusts into you a few times.

“Look at me,” He commands. Your eyes flutter open, watching him through the mirror as he places one hand on the wall in front of him for support, and you hold onto the sink for dear life, knuckles aching at how hard you’re gripping the ceramic.

He keeps a hand on your hip to help keep you steady, nails digging into the skin as he moves his hand from the wall, tangling it into your hair once again, holding your head back, forcing you to watch as he relentlessly snaps his hips into you.

“You’re making such a mess, baby,” Satoru purrs, watching his slick-coated cock disappear into you with each thrust, watching as your arousal drips down your thigh and onto the tile below, “So fuckin’ tight.”

Leaning forward, he licks and bites down your neck leaving several scraps and marks - proof of your little bathroom rendezvous.

His eyes lock with yours when he feels your walls clamping around his cock like a noose.

“Yes, right there,” You moan as the coil in your lower stomach returns, threatening to snap at any moment.

He groans, unsure of how much longer he’s going to be able to last, “Wanna see you cum, baby. Give it to me. Bet you make the prettiest faces cumming on my cock.”

You’re chanting his name, all Satoru, and yes as the heat in your core erupts and you’re convulsing and spasming around his cock, squeezing him like you want to keep him there forever.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he hisses, pulling out and dragging you down to your knees before you’ve realized what’s happening.

He strokes his cock several times and your eyes widen at the sight. Flushed tip so red and angry, but the prettiest dick you’ve ever seen in your entire life.

You open your mouth, looking so pretty as you place your tongue on the tip of his cock, just as cums all over your tongue and lips, rubbing the tip of his sensitive cock over your tongue, pushing it further into your mouth.

“Swallow.” And you do, licking your lips to make sure you’ve gotten every last drop. Satoru adjusts himself back into his briefs, bending down and placing his lips on yours in a searing, fiery kiss that lets you know he’s nowhere close to being finished with you.

He can taste himself on your tongue but neither of you care.

“I’m gonna text Shoko, tell her I left.”

Satoru clears his throat as he helps you stand, placing an arm around your waist to hold you close, “Call Ijichi too. Tell him you’re taking an extended weekend vacation.”

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captain039 · 8 months

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PART 4 The predator grounds (Halsin)

Alpha!Halsin x omega!reader

Warnings: prey/predator, forced heats and ruts, sexual, smut, light angst, age gap, claiming., feels tadpoles make you honry 🤣

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Gods this wasn’t helping, in fact, you think it made everything worse, but you couldn’t tear your body away. His scent was overwhelming in the best way and his body against yours felt so right. Feeling how strained he was against you, how wet it made you, you knew your pants had to be damp by now. You can’t do this, can’t give in to the stupidness of being an omega. You growled and got off him rather inelegantly, more like stumbling to the ground and huffing.

“What’s the matter?” He asked worried and you huffed with a sarcastic chuckle.

“Everything!” You yelled.

“Here I am stuck in some unknown forest, sitting in an alpha's lap while in heat! Hah!” You were officially going insane you think. The thing in your mind squirmed making you groan and curse.

“Fuck off!” You yelled at it, hoping it could hear you.

“And you-“ you turned and faltered seeing him standing to full height. You gulped a bit legs shaking again in need as he stared you down. He stepped closer and you stood very still.

“I’m having a very hard time not pining you against this cave wall and fucking you senseless” he said breathlessly and you felt your stomach clench.

“Why haven’t you?” You whispered hand going over your mouth as soon as you said. He chuckled lightly and you wanted to curse yourself.

“Because you haven’t asked, or given me consent” he said and you felt your cheeks go hot. You let your hand fall, your mouth opening and closing as you struggled with words. You found yourself just nodding, apparently incapable of words.

“I’m going to need more than a nod little cub” he said voice still husky and you glared at his chest and huffed softly.

“Please” you whispered as you felt his lips on yours finally. You moaned instantly arms going around his neck as you leaned your head back. His hands went to your body, holding your hips and pulling you close.

“Good” he whispered against your lips making you whine in response as he kissed you roughly. He pinned you against the cave wall like he said he wanted to, the rock a little too rough for your taste, but you didn’t care, not while his lips and hands were on you. You whined with each breath it seemed as his hands slipped under your shirt and held your flushed body. Your hands went over his shoulders, feeling few scars from different battles he’d obviously been in. You pressed your hands to his chest pushing a little this cave wall was hurting.

“What’s the matter?” He asked breathlessly.

“Rocks hurt” you mumbled quietly and he glanced to the wall behind you.

“Apologies little one” he said giving you a rather soft kiss as he pulled you away from it. You hummed tugging your shirt off, finally being free of the material. You weren’t thinking, just needed your clothes off as you shimmied out your pants and was left in your undergarments before you noticed hungry eyes.

“I-“ you flushed suddenly going to snatch your shirt back until big hands held your hips and lips crashed against yours again.

“Nature outdid itself with you” he whispered kissing down your jaw to your neck. You moaned softly as he began to kiss and suck gently on your neck while your hands fiddled with his pant ties. You got irritated and groaned annoyed as you pulled back slightly to see what you were doing. The alpha laughed at your struggle and you pouted and glared before untying them successfully. He rid of his pants, apparently having no underwear on, your cheeks went bright red as his cock sprang free, gods. You didn’t mean to stare, just how was that supposed to fit, even with your induced heat. He began to move and you looked to him as he smirked and sat down against a smoother part of the cave and beckoned you. You walked over as he held his hand out, you took it and straddled his lap, his lips pressing to yours again as his hands went to your hips. He pulled you close, pressing your clothed heat against his cock, he groaned quietly into the kiss as you began to grind your hips against him. He made quick work to remove your bra before his hands held the waistband of your underwear. You lifted your hips realising you’ll have stand up again, the alpha growled though the material tearing in his grasp. You gasped in response as he discarded the broken clothing quickly to the ground.

“As much as I want to taste you, I don’t have patience” he growled against your lips and you just nodded feeling yourself in a haze of heat. He stopped then and you frowned slightly looking to him.

“Are you here with me?” He asked softly as you blinked a bit.

“I just need you” you said a small smile appearing on his face, but he didn’t do anything.

“What happened to not needing me?” He teased lightly, but there was concern in his voice.

“You wanted this, I- want this” you said looking to the ground.

“I said I did” you added.

“Minds change quickly” he said and his niceness made you huff.

“I want you present, too feel me” he said voice a little husky and eyes dark as he gave a small thrust of his hips. You moaned softly going to kiss him again, but he stopped you.

“Halsin” you said annoyed again as he waited for something.

“Alpha, please!” You gritted out seeing him grin and kiss you again. Your heat rested against his cock, you could feel him pulse every now and then.

“I must taste you” he muttered desperately and you frowned briefly before he lifted you. You held onto his shoulders quickly for support as he went to his knees and laid you down on the rock floor. You sighed at the coolness before the alpha kissed down your chest and stomach, arms going under your thighs, eyes staring intently at you. You laid your head back carefully as warm breath fanned your inner thigh making you squirm lightly. He pressed a small kiss to your thigh, making your legs instantly want to close, but were stopped by his hold. You felt his tongue slid between your folds making you gasp and arch your back and him growl. The alpha began to lick and lap at you quickly the sounds loud in your eyes as he ate you out, a deep rumble coming from his chest. You struggled to keep still as he moved his tongue along your entrance to clit, gently prodding his tongue against your entrance every time he reached it. One of his hands moved from your thigh and you felt thick fingers press against your entrance. One slid in easily, your slick and his spit making you wet enough, your body having already prepared for an alpha. You whined and keened as his tongue payed attention to your clit and his finger slowly slid in and out of you. He added a second quickly and you arched your back again eyes sealing shut as your whole body tensed with pleasure.

“Good omega” he whispered huskily against you and you whined in response. He scissored his fingers slowly, stretching you out before making a come here motion, touching something inside you that made you jolt and him grin. You were on edge, heels digging into his back as you panted harshly whining for a release. He quickened slightly and you moaned loudly feeling your stomach coil as he applied more pressure with his tongue and brought you to the edge. You cried softly as you came, your whole body tingling and going to jelly as you shook. You felt release from all the tension in your body as you came around his fingers. He sat up quickly though a growl leaving his lips and you frowned looking to him as best you could, his eyes going golden. He groaned a magic gold going up his legs before it stopped and he panted.

“Are you ok?” You asked breathless.

“Apologies little one, when blood runs too hot the bear wishes release” he said panting still before giving you a small smile.

“Are you alright?” He asked as he crawled over your body again a smile on his face. You nodded still in orgasm bliss as pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Good” he said softly.

He picked you up gently your body like jelly in his hold as he sat back against the rocks you in his lap. He was still achingly hard as you flopped against his chest.

“‘Bout you?” Your words broke and he chuckled.

“You’ll need to recover before I can continue” he said his smile hearty as you closed your eyes and sighed. You snuggled in without realising his hand gently rubbing up and down your back, is this what it was supposed to feel like? The safe embrace of an alpha, an omega satisfied and comfortable?

Next part ->

#Halsin x reader #alpha Halsin #x reader #aob #the predator grounds

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fict1onallyobsessed · 1 year

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A Momentary Heart Attack

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

The door opened quieter than it closed, a gentle curse falling from Rhea’s lips as the noise echoed in her very drunk head. She didn’t know what time it was, or if you were home, if you were sleeping or waiting her her. In all honesty, she didn’t even remember Liv giving her a lift home.

You walked towards the noise, not knowing what to expect as you got closer to the door. An amused smile fell on your face when you saw the scene in front of you; Rhea, squinting her eyes at the very dim light beside her, barely able to stand as she took her shoes off and almost falling over when Barry started crying at her feet. She patted and whispered “cool dog” to him before trying to look around and make her way to the bed.

It wasn’t necessarily late, you managed to get home from work and she was already gone, but it wasn’t a time where people didn’t get drunk. Rhea said she wouldn’t drink when she told you she would be out the previous day, and seeing her in the rare drunk state she was in was quite a view.

You started and stood in amusement, watching her walk around slowly while trying to rid herself of her headache. The light, whatever angle it came from, seemed to bother her a lot since she tried to walk with her eyes mostly covered.

“You need help?” You offered in a hushed tone, but she still managed to jump, completely not expecting you there. You giggled, walking closer to her to help her walk, but before you could she wrapped her arms around your waist and bent down to your level, hugging you tightly. “Hey, babe.”

She mumbled something back, still holding onto you for a moment before you offered to get her all cleaned up. At that she pulled away, and only now did you notice her red eyes and flushed cheeks. It confused you a bit, she wasn’t a cried sober, so maybe you saw her so rarely drunk that you never noticed she was a crier when intoxicated. You cupped her face, watching as she melted into your touch and sighed.

“Are you okay?” You asked genuinely.

She just huffed again, her face contorting as if she was going to cry again. Now you were totally confused. It wasn’t as if she was upset with you, but asking her again felt like it’ll end in her just sobbing. So, you lead her to your shared bedroom and sat her down on the bed.

“What time is it?” She almost whimpered as she tried to not sob again, head hanging low when you left her to grab her some clothes comfortable enough to sleep in to change into.

“10:44.” You whispered, turning back to her and cupping her face again. “Can I change your top? You need to sleep the alcohol off, baby.”

She just hummed a broken sound, much like she did when you thought she was going to start crying again. You were totally confused now, she was so rarely seen crying, even with you, that this was so overly out of character it made you concerned.

You changed her into better clothes and stood between her legs, her hands in her lap playing with her thumbs. You hands were on her shoulders before you raised them to cup her face and make her look at you, her eyes shining with tears so so badly tried to keep in.

“Did something happen?” You asked, rubbing your thumbs across her cheeks. She shook her head and furrowed her brows, trying to remember what happened when she went out. You’d never ever think she did something, but with the way she was crying, you couldn’t help think she cheated on you. Just as you were about to ask something else, your phone rang.

“Hey, did she get home okay?” Liv’s voice rang, the faint noise of cars driving pst could be heard. “I dropped her off and I offered to walk her to the door but she said no.”

“Oh yeah, thanks.” You said, still stood between her legs and hugging her head to your chest while your other hand pressed the phone to your ear. “Um..”

“Has she calmed down? She was sobbing the whole way talking about loving you or something.” She giggled. “The whole night she was blabbering on about you even when she wasn’t drunk, then towards the end I couldn’t hear the end of it how well you are to her.”

“That’s why she’s crying?” You almost giggled, looking down at your girlfriend who was almost sleeping against your chest. “I thought something happened.”

She laughed. “Nah she was with me the whole time talking about you, so. Good luck with her.”

You said your goodbyes and hung up, tossing the phone somewhere on the bed before cupping her face again so you could kiss her forehead.

“I love you, Rhea.”

Part of you thought she was sleeping already, so the fact she released a sob was totally unexpected. Her hands wrapped around your waist, face shoved into your chest as she fully cried her eyes out into your shirt. All you could do was hold her and whisper sweet nothings into her ear. The second she calmed down a little bit, she pulled away and looked up with her eyes barely being able to open.

“I love you, s’much. You have no idea. Like a lot. A lot. Sooooooo much. I was telling Liv how much I love you I think she’s sick me hearing about you but I don’t care because I love you s’much and yeah.”

You tried your best not to giggle at her, kissing the top of her head before laying her down on the bed. She dragged you down with her, of course, making you lay down on your back as she climbed over you so you could hold her.

“I love you.” She whispered. “But my head hurts.”

“Just wait until tomorrow babe.”

She was out like a light before you knew it, her soft snores filling the room just as you were falling asleep.

“I love you too.”

THE END

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toxic3mmy · 3 months

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prompt: alex is jealous

angst, jealousy, lovey dovey, first time hooking up

warning! 18++

mentions of; sex, curse words, etc.

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george was in town and you’d spent practically all day with him at your house. although he’s been friends longer with alex, he recently had gotten a lot closer to you. you and alex were roommates and you guys figured that george could come over today and you all could stream together and have a good time. the entire night, however, alex had distanced himself from the two of you. he saw through george and his antics. he saw the way he stared at your cleavage when you weren’t looking and how he’d watch your butt anytime you got up from your seat. he knew the lustful look in george’s eyes and he was not happy about any of it.

“okay, well i’ll see you guys later. thanks again for having me over!” george smiled and gave you a hug

you waved politely as he pulled out of your driveway. you looked over at alex who was leaning on his own car with a sour look on his face and it worried you. you walked over to him and asked,

“hey… is everything okay?”

alex watched you as you came closer to him. he groaned, visibly annoyed as he looked you up and down, practically rolling his eyes at your revealing outfit.

“i don’t know… why do you care? you’ve been way too busy with george all day” alex huffed

you were dumbfounded, as this seemingly came out of nowhere. before you could even respond, alex added,

“i seriously don’t like him flirting with you like that… and i hate that you let it happen too”

“alex… are you kidding me?! he was not flirting! we’re just friends! and even if we were flirting, it’s none of your business. im single, im young, so who cares if i was flirting with him?”

alex growled as he creeped up closer to you and in a low voice responded,

“well i know for a fact that you were definitely flirting back, weren’t you? and if you wanted for guys like George to stop making moves on you, then i would definitely get rid of your little “emo” and slutty outfits.. i know for a fact that you’re fishing for attention just from the things you wear” he growled intentionally

you once again were at a loss for words. how could he talk to you this way? who did he think he was? your father?! no… this wasn’t okay.

“let me ask you something alex… are you my boyfriend?”

alex was silent with a bright red face, he finally responded with a stuttering,

“w-what?”

“exactly, you’re not my fucking boyfriend. so if i want to prance around in a tiny bra and tiny shorts, then that is my business, not yours! and if guys flirt with me, so what?! i can’t help it if they want me, you asshole. i’m done here”

you make your way into the house angrily. alex followed you and you slammed your bedroom door in his face before he could get inside. you couldn’t help it if someone like George really was flirting with you. you angrily let tears fall from your face and threw off your jewelry and accessories. you felt ugly, you felt uncomfortable after alex pointed out that you shouldn’t wear revealing clothing. but so what? you’re your own person.

you stiffled your sobs as you remembered that alex was waiting outside your door. he knocked lightly and you quickly tried your best to dry your tears.

“come in” you said just above a whisper

alex came in slowly. it seemed he was less angry now and more worried as he saw your runny makeup and heard your soft sobs.

“y/n… im really sorry, i didn’t mean to upset you, i didn’t mean for things to turn out like this” he rubbed his neck awkwardly and avoided eye contact

“alex… i like the way i dress. and i will not let you make me feel bad for anything i do”

alex nodded and said,

“i just hate seeing so many guys have all their attention on you… it’s really annoying”

“but why? i thought of all people it wouldn’t bother you..”

“what? why wouldn’t it bother me?” he snapped back at me way too quickly

“you’re my best friend alex… i thought you’d want the best for me, i thought you wanted me to get out there more”

alex was quiet as he thought of what to say next. he sat down next to where you were sitting on your bed.

“do you honestly expect me to be okay with these guys to drool all over you? it’s annoying… i hate just standing by..”

“well.. am i doing too much? am i being too flirty? what’s the issue here ‘lex?” you were beginning to get impatient

“no y/n.. you’re not intentionally being flirty, you’re just being you and guys take advantage of that… they don’t shower you with compliments just to be friends you know?”

you understand what he was saying but it still felt like he was trying to be your dad and have a say in every move you make

“alex.. i can do what i want okay? i get that you’re being protective but im a big girl.. i don’t need this”

alex hesitated as he tried to explain what exactly the issue here was,

“y/n… i… i was jealous okay? there, i hope you’re happy”

“w-what? why were you jealous?” you asked genuinely

“god you are so fucking dumb…” he murmured as he pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance

“um, excuse me?! what the fuck is that supposed to mean?!”

“i uh… i-”

“tell me what your issue is, what gives you of all people the right to get jealous just because im getting a little bit of male attention?!” you cut him off, tired of beating around the bush

“because… i want to be the only one flirting with you! i want to be the only one who gets to see you in your revealing outfits! are you seriously blind?! i don’t want anyone else to be with you but me..”

the both of you were silent as you take in everything he said. he wasn’t being an asshole just because?

“are.. are you serious? you’re not joking, are you?”

“no y/n… i mean it… i hate to admit it but yeah uh.. i can just um give you some space now i guess”

and with that, alex was gone. he didn’t bother you for the rest of the night. he didn’t even check up on you as you cried in the shower while trying your hardest to wash off your worries.

when you finished showering and doing your nightly routine, you laid in bed with all the lights off. you could hear your own breathing as the house was achingly quiet. after a few moments, you began to hear a song play softly nearby. it was “niki fm” by hawthorne heights, your favorite song at the moment. how did alex even know that you couldn’t stop playing this song recently?

you walked out into the hallway, avoiding any creaky spots on the wooden floor. the sound of this song was coming from alex’s room. did he want you to go inside? was this his way of saying things that were left unsaid and unanswered? you didn’t know. but for some reason, you couldn’t stop yourself from opening his bedroom door. you couldn’t help it if you crawled into bed next to him. and you definitely had no say in what happened next.

as you got into bed with him, you felt his strong hands grip both sides of your body by your hips. in one swift motion, you were straddling alex. even in the dark you could see his smile.

“hi..” you managed to squeak out

“y/n… what are you doing here?”

“i…. i don’t know…” you said honestly but you knew. you knew that you couldn’t stay away from him, you never could

“are you here… to seduce me?”

it was silent, until alex broke this silence with loud laughter

“oh fuck you”

“okay” alex whispered and he began to leave soft kisses to your shoulders. he moved up to your neck, making you jump from the shivers you felt run down your spine

“what?! what are you doing alex?” you whispered

“you can tell me to stop, you know? but i know you won’t… i know you came in here because you wanted more… you didn’t want tonight to end the way it did, did you mamita?”

your breath hitched as you heard his words. how did he know that you wanted him? was it that obvious?

“n-no… i mean, maybe i just wanted us to make up with a little cuddle?” you were trying to convince yourself at this point

“yeah? or did you want to come in here, profess your love for me and then proceed to beg me to fuck your brains out until you couldn’t walk properly?”

and again, his words left you breathless

“alex… what makes you so sure i even want you? let alone in that way…”

“well, for one… you’re still here and two, you’re letting me leave sweet little love bites all over your hot body… aren’t you? you just love my lips on your skin… you love the way my touch feels, don’t you princesa?”

he didn’t even give you any time to respond as he suddenly switched your position and now he was above you, his cold necklace dancing between the two of you.

“tell me to stop and i will y/n… just say the words” he whispered hotly in your ear as he sucked and bit the side of your neck while he simultaneously held both your wrists in one hand of his, and pinned them above your head. you couldn’t breathe. you couldn’t speak. all you could do was let out a sorry little whimper from the pressure of his tongue on your sweet spot.

“i thought so… so tell me y/n… did you think about what i said?”

you nodded silently

“and what do you feel about it all?”

“alex… i-i… i feel things for you… so many things” you stuttered out and that was enough for him to hear before he leaned forward and kissed you

“i really like you y/n.. i have for months now… and i want to show you exactly how much i like you… is that okay?”

again, you nodded silently

alex began to kiss you again, this time he pressed into you and let your wrists free as he supported himself above you. your hands instinctively went to his hair, and as you closed your eyes, the kiss deepened. it was slower than before but very intense. his tongue slid alongside yours and insisted for dominance. he led his hand down to reach underneath your shirt. he quickly pulled off your shirt and started to suck on your hardened nipples

“a-alex…. please” you moaned out

“use your words sweetheart, what do you want daddy to do?”

“please don’t stop… i need you so badly, i’m so fucking wet for you ‘lex”

he chuckled as he worked his way down your body with his lips.

“you don’t understand how much i’ve wanted this, how ive wanted you…”

“tell me more?” you asked him

“i… i touch myself every single night just imagining your sexy body, god do you turn me on y/n. you walk around our house wearing practically nothing on purpose don’t you, you little whore? be a good whore for me huh? show me exactly what you’ve been flaunting around me for months, mami” he started to play with your swollen clit and it just about made you cum right then and there

“you touch yourself to thoughts of me?” you asked innocently, in between a mix of moans of course

“how could i not? my cock is always aching and ready to burst inside my jeans each day i see you. you and those revealing fucking outfits. fuck, your tits always one tiny inch away from tearing open your tiny shirts from how huge they are. and don’t even get me started on your ass y/n… the things i’d do for just one back shot… im so fucking hard just at the thought of it… god i need you y/n, get on your fucking knees”

you obliged and you work quickly to undo his jeans and free his leaking dick. your mouth watered at the sight and you didn’t hesitate to take him into your mouth completely.

“oh… ah- y/n, p-please slow ugh… slow down mami, i want to enjoy it”

as you slowed down, your hand wrapped around his base. you looked up at him through your long eyelashes and his hips stuttered as he just about came. it was a beautiful sight seeing you eagerly waiting for his seed and your swollen red lips and hearing you out of breath. it was everything he imagined and more

he whimpered at every move you made. he couldn’t take it anymore, he yanked you off him and he settled down between your legs

he wasted no time in slipping two fingers deep into your warm cunt. he moaned at how slick and tight you felt

“mami, que bonita eres…. your pussy is so pretty”

all you could do was claw at his skin and moan in response as he curled his fingers up and against your g spot. he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you while he suck and licked fast circles around your clit. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he kept a steady rhythm

“a-alex, please! need you, need your cock in me!”

he simply smiled and licked your sweet juices off his fingers. he positioned himself at your entrance. he slowly pushed in and the second he bottomed out, he looked at you for consent to continue

the lewd sounds and colorful curse’s leaving your lips were enough to encourage him to continue

“you’re so tight… so much tighter than i ever imagined princesa. tell me how you feel y/n”

“i can’t think, your ah! your cock is so good, im so fucking full alex. please don’t stop!”

and he didn’t stop, he went a steady pace

“i love your beautiful body so so much ah- can’t wait to paint your pretty face with my load mamita”

you moaned loudly as he hit the perfect spot. you grabbed his face and kissed him feverishly while stuttering out,

“right there, please don’t stop”

“que rica te vez corazoncito… i won’t stop”

he sped up his movements, every slam went right to your g spot and you were so close now

“almost baby? corre para mi… that’s it princesa, viene para mi”

and your legs trembled as your core felt tighter and tighter and your walls clenched around his hard cock. you were tipped over the edge and you came around him with a lewd yell of his name

a few more thrusts and alex came inside of your pulsating cunt

the two of you caught your breath and laid side by side. you couldn’t help but look at alex with admiration and lust

“i hope you don’t think this is all i want from you… although that was definitely the best i’ve ever had. i want more. i want all of you. i want to call you mine, mamita. is that okay?”

“of course it is alex… you don’t understand how long i’ve had a crush on you…”

“then is it okay if i take you out tomorrow? on a date?”

you roll your eyes at him teasingly,

“a date after fucking, very romantic”

you both laughed and soon you fell asleep in each other’s arms

#quackity x reader #quackity #alex quackity #smut #alex maldonado #alexis quackity #alex x reader #qsmp quacki #qsmp #fanfic

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girasollake · 2 years

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i almost lost you | e.m.

pairing: eddie munson x fem! reader

requested: yes

summary: reader is the first to jump into the lake and she gets very injured by the bats which causes her to pass out, her boyfriend eddie is worried that he will lose her

warnings: mentions of blood, injuries from bats, curse words

type: angst/fluff

a/n: kinda enjoyed writing this one, my eddie phase is consuming me, hope you’ll like it<3

word count: 1890

‘So what’s the plan?’ Robin asked looking at the dark water.

‘Well, someone has to go down there.’ (Y/n) answered smoothly. ‘And since none of you are thrilled, I guess I have to do it.’

‘Uh, uh, hell no. You’re not going first.’ Eddie grabbed her hand.

‘Do you wanna do it Eds?’ She tilted her head and his eyes widened. ‘Mhm, that’s what I thought. See you guys in a bit.’

She snatched her hand from Eddie and dived into the depths of the Lover’s Lake.

‘GOD DAMN IT!’ He screamed and tried to catch her but she was already gone.

The whole time she was down there searching for the stupid gate her boyfriend was scared shitless. He wondered how could she hold her breath for such a long time and his mind thought of the worst. But suddenly, her head popped out of the water and all of his worries disappeared.

‘I found it.’ She said while she was trying to catch her breath.

She swam forward to hold the boat but something tugged on her leg.

‘What was that?’ Steve asked and leaned closer to the edge of the boat.

‘I don’t kno-‘ (Y/n) said when she grabbed the boat, she didn’t get to finish her sentence because this something pulled her underwater.

They screamed and tried to grasp her hands but they weren’t on the boat anymore. Eddie and Robin started panicking, he wanted to jump after her but he was too scared.

‘We have to do something!’ Robin’s scream echoed throughout the lake.

Nancy looked at Steve and when he gave her a nod they both jumped into the water.

‘Fucking! Son of a bitch!’ Eddie screamed.

‘It’s your girlfriend! Do something!’

‘Fuck this shit!’ He hissed and jumped overboard, Robin following him a second later.

They swam quickly towards the big red opening at the bottom. In his mind, Eddie feared the worst. When he appeared on the other side he was frightened because of what he saw. The ugly, mortifying bats were eating the flesh of his girlfriend and one of them was choking her. He saw Nancy and Steve helping her with some oars so he grabbed one to and started hitting them one by one. When they finally got rid of them he ran towards (Y/n). He was thankful she was standing, at least she could move and her wounds couldn’t be that bad. At least that’s what he thought, the reality was much worse.

‘I told you to not go down!’ He hugged her quickly.

‘Yeah..’ She croaked. ‘You didn’t want to go so I went.’

He pulled away from her and took a better look at her bloodied face and the scar on her neck. Then he slowly lifted her shirt and he wished he hadn’t. Bite marks were splattered all over her stomach, dark blood leaking out of each one.

‘That bad?’ She asked when she saw everyone staring at her stomach.

‘No..No!’ Nancy said. ‘It’s fine, you’re gonna be okay.’

She tried her best to reassure the injured girl because those wounds didn’t look okay at all. Nancy didn’t want to tell her bad stuff, she needed her to be strong.

‘Um… guys? I think it’s time for us to go.’ Steve said and gave a nod towards the sky where an army of bats was flying towards them.

The group started running away to the woods. (Y/n) didn’t have much strength but she needed to get somewhere safe. When they had found the perfect spot Nancy offered to patch her up. She tore apart some of her clothing and carefully wrapped it around (Y/n)’s stomach. After some rest, the girl said she’s okay and they can continue walking, they had already decided to go to Nancy’s house and get some guns. Throughout the whole journey (Y/n)’s body was giving up on her more and more. She didn’t want to say anything to Eddie, she knew how much he was scared for her and worrying him wouldn’t do much good. When they had finally reached their destination she felt the worst pain yet. She grabbed her stomach and bended her body forwards.

‘Hey, hey what’s happening?’ Eddie was immediately at her side holding her up.

‘No-nothing, just..hurts.’ She mumbled between her deep sighs.

‘Nancy can we lay her down somewhere?’

‘There is a sofa over there. Watch out for the vines!’ She replied and pointed her finger towards the living room.

‘Eds, I can’t…it hurts so much..’

‘You’re gonna be fine! Just a few more steps baby…’ He said and suddenly her body went numb. ‘(Y/n)? (Y/n) baby? Oh god. Fuck.’

He hurried towards the couch and placed her body on it. His hands grabbed her face and started tapping it lightly. He was terrified but he checked her pulse, she was alive.

‘Hey, (Y/n), can you hear me baby? Please wake up, (Y/n) please.’

Nancy came over and looked at her wounds after she had took of the “bandaid”.

‘Oh no.’ She whispered. ‘Steve go to the kitchen and see if there is a first aid kit!’

The boy hurried towards the room and started searching for the item. Meanwhile Eddie was trying to not have a panic attack and stay calm.

‘Is she gonna be okay? Please tell me she’ll be okay.’ He said, his voice slightly breaking. ‘I can’t lose her, I can’t lose her like this..’

‘I think she’ll be okay Eddie, we have to disinfect the wounds and bandage her up first.’ She took the first aid kit from Steve who had just returned. ‘Move over there’ She nodded her head towards the other edge of the couch.

Eddie scooted over to the side and grabbed (Y/n)’s legs. He felt something warm and lifted his hand.

‘Wheeler?’ He whispered and Nancy turned her head.

She looked at his hand covered in blood and then her eyes wandered to (Y/n)’s legs.

‘Take off her pants, quickly.’ She said. ‘Robin, Steve you go upstairs and look for something useful, I should have the guns in my closet in a shoe box. I’ll meet you up there as soon as I finish.’

They both ran upstairs while Eddie wiggled (Y/n) out of her pants. The view wasn’t exactly pleasant to the eye. He didn’t say anything, he just stood there with wide eyes while he was scanning all the wounds on his girlfriend’s body. Nancy told him to help her which he did immediately. They quickly bandaged her belly again after Nancy had disinfected it, then she looked at the girl’s legs and swallowed a huge lump in her throat, it was worse than she had thought. She didn’t respond to Eddie’s questions anymore, she just wanted to stop the blood from leaving (Y/n)’s body as soon as possible. When she finished her job she hesitantly placed two fingers on her neck and after she felt the pulse she gave a sigh of relief.

‘Stay here with her and check for her pulse occasionally. I’ll go help the others upstairs.’ She said and smiled at him softly.

Eddie just nodded his head and took a seat on the floor. He started stroking (Y/n)’s hair with one hand and he used the other to hold hers. And suddenly everything occurred to him, he understood how real this situation was, how close he was to losing her. He would never forgive himself if that happened, she was his happy place, his sunshine, without her he wouldn’t be himself. She had helped him unlock things about himself he hadn’t known about. She had been there for him when he had needed her most and she had always stood up for him. A quiet sob escaped him and a few tears rolled down his cheeks. He caressed her face and kissed her cheek.

‘Please don’t leave me, you’re all I have.’ He whispered in her ear and buried his face in her hair. ‘I will never love again if I lose you, you showed me what being in love feels like and it’s better than all the fucking drugs and shit.’

He placed his fingers on her neck, she was still alive which gave him hope and he kept trying to wake her up. His face was still in her hair, he was smelling her shampoo and perfumes. Eddie placed one of his hands on her chest, he felt it slowly lifting and falling while he was whispering sweet words and pleadings to her.

‘I could give up everything to meet you again, I would sell my music tapes, my rings, my car.” He said sniffling. ‘I would even get rid of my guitar if it meant spending the eternity with you so please, please come back to me, I love you so much.’

He heard a soft chuckle and his head shot up. (Y/n)’s tired eyes were looking straight into his and a soft smile was plastered on her face. He wanted to squeeze her tightly but he knew it wasn’t the best idea so he just went back to his previous spot and nuzzled into her neck.

‘I’m not leaving you so soon, don’t worry pretty boy.’

‘God, I thought I lost you.’ He whispered, another sob escaping his mouth.

‘Hey, hey, baby…’ She turned her head and tried to look at him. ‘Please don’t cry, I’m here. I’ll always be with you.’ She lifted her hand and placed it on his cheek.

He melted into her touch and closed his eyes.

‘I’m gonna be okay Eds, I’m not going anywhere.’

‘I was so scared.. You have no idea how much you mean to me, I can’t even put it into words.’ He sniffled and hugged her again.

‘I think I might have an idea since you wanted to get rid of your best girl for me.’

‘My guitar is nothing compared to you and you know YOU are my best girl.’ He gave her a quick peck and started stroking her cheek with his thumb.

‘I know.’ She whispered and gave him a smirk. ‘And why the fuck am I almost naked?’

Eddie laughed and wiped away his tears.

‘Don’t you rather be almost naked than bleeding out?’ He asked.

‘Mhm, fair.’ She mumbled.

‘I’m sorry.’ She heard Eddie whisper.

‘What?? What are you sorry for?’ A confused expression was written on her face.

‘I should’ve gone down. None of this would’ve happened if I wasn’t a coward.’

‘Eddie, you’re not a coward, stop saying that.’ She shook her head.

‘All of this is my fault.’

‘No. Don’t say that Eddie, come here.’ He rested his head on her arm, her other hand was stroking his messy hair. ‘You are my hero, Eddie. If you hadn’t helped me and talked to me, who knows what could’ve happened? Please don’t blame yourself for this, it could’ve happened to any of us. Okay?’

‘Mhm.’ He mumbled.

‘I love you Eddie and I’m so thankful that you’re here and so proud that you jumped and tried to save me. You did your best, baby.’ (Y/n)’s sweet voice finally calmed him down.

‘Thank you.’ He looked at her with puffy eyes.

‘You have nothing to thank me for, I should be the one thanking you.’ She said and kissed the tip of his nose. ‘You saved me. As always.’

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mamaestapa · 2 years

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Take On Me||Jason Carver x reader

summary: With all of the deaths happening to teenagers all across Hawkins, Jason doesn’t know what to believe. Are Eddie Munson and his buddies killing innocent people (including his girlfriend Chrissy) due to their “satanic cult” the Hellfire Club? Or is a sinister evil from an alternate dimension to blame? Even though he’s told about the monster, Jason doesn’t believe that Vecna and his curse is real, until he witnesses you being plagued by awful visions and a terrifying trance. What Jason does believe though, is that maybe his feelings for you aren’t as platonic as he thought they were…

pairing: Jason Carver x reader

warnings: Angst, crying, swearing, spoilers for season 4, use of the word “freak” to describe eddie and his friends, slightly ooc Jason, gory descriptions, mentions of death, Vecna, your typical Stranger Things content, and a very fluffy ending

“Oh Shit.” Lucas sighed as he looked out the window of your living room, “Shit!” he quickly shut the red blinds and turned to look at the group. You, Nancy, Robin, Steve, Dustin, and Max looked at Lucas, all of you worried and confused about his sudden panic.

“Lucas, what’s wrong?” Max asked, walking up to the boy.

“It’s Jason.”

“Oh shit.” It was Steve’s turn now to sigh.

The sound of a car door slamming outside could be heard from inside the silent house. There was a knock at your front door.

“Y/n! I know you’re home. I know you’ve got company too.”

“What the hell do we do!?” Dustin whsiper-yelled, looking among the group for answers.

Robin visibly gulped, “We just...”

“Act casual.” Nancy finished for her with a nod and a forced smile.

Another knock at the door. You knew if you didn’t open the door, Jason would find a way to get into the house. You sighed and walked over to the front door, unlocking the deadbolt and taking a deep breath before opening it. You were met with a piercing blue gaze and an infamous green and yellow varsity jacket.

“Hi Jason.”

He gave you his signature bright smile, “Y/n, Hi.” He glanced over your shoulder, seeing the others crammed into your living room. Steve and Robin awkwardly waved at him, as Nancy and Max gave forced smiles. Lucas was trying his best to stay out of Jason’s sight, he knew there was no way to avoid Jason right now, but it was worth a shot.

“Mind if I come in? I just wanna talk.”

“I don’t know, now isnt really a good time Jason.”

He nodded, “I get it if you’re busy, but, I don’t mind talking with a few extra people present. Maybe they can help,” he stepped inside, pointing at Dustin and Lucas with a smug smile, “especially those two. Didn’t think I’d see you, huh Sinclair?”

I shut the front door, locking it behind me. Lucas waved at Jason, his hand shaking slightly from nerves. Steve moved so he was now in front of Lucas and Dustin, protecting them from Jason. He held his arm out in front of the two teenagers as Jason walked away from the door and closer into the house.

“Don’t get any closer Carver. You lay a hand on them and I won’t hesitate to beat your ass.”

Jason put his hands up in the hair, a chuckle leaving his lips, “Relax Harrington, I just want to talk.” He brought his hands down on his hips. Steve still stayed in front of the kids.

“You guys uh, you know where Eddie Munson is?”

We shook our heads no. Of course we knew where he was. But we couldn’t tell Jason about his whereabouts.

Robin spoke, “Jason, I don’t know why you’re so hell-bent on finding Eddie, but-.”

“Because he killed Chrissy.” Jason cut her off.

Nancy sighed, “Look, Jason, I’m sorry about Chrissy.”

He nodded, eyeing Nancy.

“But, it wasn’t Eddie who killed her.”

“Then why was she there? Why would Chrissy be in the freaks trailer, huh?”

You frowned, placing your hand gently on his shoulder, “Chrissy was,” you looked at the the others for help, but no one said anything, “she was seeing things, terrible things. She thought drugs would help her get rid of the ‘visions’ she was having.”

Jason looked taken aback and a little hurt at what you said. “No, no. If Chrissy was seeing these things she’d come to me. She’d, she’d talk to me, right?” It almost sounded like he was asking himself that question.

You frowned, feeling sorry for the blonde. You gently spoke to him, deciding now would be a good time to explain what’s currently going on and what has been going on in Hawkins. “Jason, you may want to sit down for this.”

…

“I don’t understand.”

Steve sighed, running his hands through his perfect hair. “God Carver, what don’t you understand!?”

Jason rolled his eyes, “You expect me to believe your bullshit story about some dimension called ‘the Upside Down’, that’s just like Hawkins, and the monsters that come from that place are what killed Chrissy and Patrick?”

The group stayed silent as Jason continued ranting.

“I don’t understand how any of that is even real! The only reasonable explanation for these deaths are satanic powers and Eddie Munson is responsible for it—all of it. Him and all of his other freaks. That Hellfire Club is a satanic cult, not some, some club where freaks gather to play some stupid fantasy game. No, they gather to KILL PEOPLE!” He roared, chest heaving as he finished his rant.

“The Hellfire Club is not a cult Jason!” Lucas exclaimed, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes in annoyance.

“We just play Dungeons and Dragons, a totally harmless and fun fantasy game.” Dustin chimed in. Jason looked between the two boys, his jaw clenched as thoughts ran through his head.

“I won’t ask again, where’s Munson?” Jason spoke, disregarding the reassurance Lucas and Dustin gave him about the truth behind Hellfire.

You sighed, “We don’t know, okay? We haven’t seen Eddie since Tuesday.”

Jason looked at you, eyes narrowing slightly as if he didn’t one hundred percent believe what you were saying. His gaze snapped away from you when Nancy spoke.

“Jason, I know there’s probably a lot going through your head right now.”

“A lot is an understatement.”

Nancy smiled slightly, nodding in agreement before she continued, “But you have to believe us. Everything we’ve told you is true. We’ve been experiencing shit like this since the fall of ‘83. There really are monsters out there, but Eddie isn’t one of them.”

“But Vecna,” Robin spoke up, “the monster that killed Chrissy, he’s one of them. And I swear on my life, we swear on our lives that we’re telling you the truth—about everything.”

Jason looked around the group, eyeing all of us individually as his jaw clenched once again.

“I don’t know.” he replied, shaking his head, “That supernatural crap, I don’t believe in it.”

A chorus of sighs broke out in the living room. Of course he was still hesitant to believe you and your friends. You couldn’t blame him though, your stories sound insane and absolutely made up to someone who hasn’t experienced any of the things you guys have in the past three years. However, you were determined to get Jason to believe all of you.

“Jason,” you spoke softly, “what will it take for you to believe us?” Your e/c eyes staring into his blue ones, searching for some other emotion to show besides anger and skepticism.

Jason bit his bottom lip, shaking his head as he started pacing. It was obvious that the gears were turning in his head as he thought about all the information he was given in the past fifteen minutes he’s been at your house.

Steve rolled his eyes, his voice just below a whisper so only you and Robin could hear, “God, I wish he’d just say something other than I don’t know.”

You nodded, eyes still glued to a pacing Jason. Suddenly, his pacing stopped and his eyes immediately fell on you.

“I want to believe you.”

You breathed out a shocked laugh, “You do?”

He nodded, “Yeah. This whole ‘Upside Down, alternate dimension’ thing sounds insane, so either you’re all wonderful liars, or, you’re telling the truth. And Y/n, I’ve known you long enough to know you’d never lie to me.”

You smiled as he spoke. Just like the younger kids, you always had the idea “friends don’t lie”, so that’s how it went, you never lied to your friends and vice-versa. Jason had been good friends since your Sophomore year when he started dating your best friend, Chrissy Cunningham.

“I want to believe you, but part of me still feels like you could all be lying.”

“He’s definitely lying, he doesn’t want to believe us at all.” Dustin whispered loudly.

Max smacked Dustin upside the head.

“Jesus! What the hell?” He rubbed the back of his neck. Max rolled her eyes.

“Come on Dustin, leave him alone.”

Jason put his hands on his hips, “You got a problem with me Henderson?”

“No I don’t, expect for the fact that you’ve been hunting down one of my best friends with your buddies for the past few days.”

Jason laughed airily, “You don’t know the full story, so I’d shut your mouth before I shut it for you you little shit.”

“Jason-.” Lucas warned.

Dustin mumbled something under his breath as he plopped down on a chair that was pulled out from the kitchen table, watching in amusement as Steve stood up for him.

“Hey!” Steve yelled jumping out of his seat and walking up to Jason. The guys faces only inches from each other, Jason stood with his arms firmly crossed across his chest as Steve stood with his hands on his hips.

“Full story or not, talk to him,” Steve pointed at Dustin, “or any of them,” he firmly pointed at the rest of us, before jabbing his finger into Jason’s toned chest, “like that again and your ass is grass, you’re dead, Carver. You got that?

Jason clenched his jaw and stepped back from Steve, the two boys beginning to argue. You rolled your eyes and walked over to the window in your living room looking outside and trying your best to tune out the sounds of the boys bickering—the arguing did not help your headache at all.

The truth is, you had a headache and nosebleeds for a couple days now. Shortly after those started, the visions began.

You were Vecna’s next target.

And nobody knew except for you.

As you looked outside, you noticed the slight breeze had suddenly stopped. It was eerily calm and quiet. You furrowed your brows and turned around to tell the others, but you were met with an empty living room.

“Guys?” you called out, but there was no reply. You took slow steps away from the window, jumping when you heard a yell come from the door to your bedroom. You ran towards the door, quickly opening it. When you opened it you were in a completely different setting. You stood in the middle of a new living room. Your breathing grew heavy as you looked around at your surroundings. Your familiar surroundings.

You were in Eddie Munsons trailer.

What the hell? You thought to yourself.

“Y/n?” A familiar sweet and innocent voice echoed. You turned around at your name being called. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat, you felt as if your heart stopped and all the blood in your body went cold at the sight in front of you. It was Chrissy. However, it wasn’t the Chrissy you knew and loved. This Chrissy had extremely pale skin, bruises all over her body, and her brown, doe eyes were replaced by bloodied out holes where her eyes were popped out of their sockets and gone from her face completely.

“Chrissy?” you breathed out, “what, what are you doing here?”

“Why didn’t you help me Y/n?”

Tears welled up in your eyes as you saw your sweet best friend standing in front of you. Something you never thought you’d get to witness ever again.

“Chrissy, I didn’t know where you were. I-I didn’t know you were in trouble before it was too late.”

“You let me DIE!” she yelled, her voice eerily echoing. “It’s your fault I’m dead.”

“Chrissy,” You whispered, a tear falling down your cheek, “I’m so sorry.”

“Admit Y/n. You’re not sorry. You’re happy I’m dead. You can finally fuck my boyfriend now that I’m gone. That’s all you’ve ever wanted…right?” She trailed off.

You shook your head, more tears falling, “No, Chrissy, it’s not like that.”

Chrissy started walking towards you, slowly. As she walked towards you, you walked backward at the same pace.

“That’s why you feel so much guilt. Sometimes you think it should have been you who was attacked in Eddies trailer, right? But the truth is…you’re happy I’m gone, so you can get Jason all to yourself.”

“That’s not true Chrissy. Jason, he’s just my friend.”

More guilt rose deep inside of you as you said those words. The feelings you’ve had for Jason since Sophomore year certainly aren’t ones you’d have for just a friend.

“But you don’t have to feel guilty anymore, Y/n. About letting me die or stealing my boyfriend now that I’m dead.”

A clock chimed.

“That’s why I’m here, to take away all of your guilt.”

The clock chimed again.

“No, no, no,” you said, as you continued to back up.

“I’m here to end all of your suffering…once and for all.”

Your eyes widened in fear as Chrissy suddenly turned into the monster you and your friends feared most—Vecna.

The clock chimed again. You screamed, tears streaming down your face as you quickly opened the front door to the trailer and bolted into the woods. You were hyperventilating as you ran, hoping you’d wake up from this awful nightmare. You kept running until you ran into a small clearing in the woods. You stopped to catch your breath. You heard a deep, distorted chuckle.

“You can run, but you can’t hide from me, Y/n.”

You gulped and continued to run away from the monster. You found a giant boulder as you ran further into the woods. Panting, you quickly sat down, hiding behind the rock and praying that Vecna couldn’t spot you.

“You cannot hide from me, Y/n.” the monsters deep voice echoed out into the darkness of the woods.

Taking a deep breath, you stood up and started sprinting once again. Your body couldn’t continue running anymore, so you stood still, deciding to scream out for help as loud as you could.

“Steve! Nancy!” You screamed, your voice echoing.

“Jason, please help me!” You cried out, desperately hoping someone could wake you up from this never ending nightmare. You panted after calling out the names of your friends. The reality suddenly hit you: theres no waking up from this. You were going to die. Just like Chrissy.

As tears began to cloud your vision, you noticed a dense, bright red fog enter the forest. You wiped your eyes and furrowed your brows in confusion. You walked into the fog, suddenly transported into another area. You stood still, looking at the scene around you. It was all red. The sky, the fog, the clouds, everything was red. There were black spikes of different sizes coming out of the ground, almost as if they were trees. There were all sorts of different things floating in the sky, the one thing that caught your eye though, was the giant grandfather clock that every time it chimed, it was getting closer to your time of death. You started to walk through the red world, noticing that the spot you were in had bits and pieces that resembled a house. You heard the clock chime, causing you to jump. You felt your back hit something hard. You turned around, eyes widening in fear as you saw Chrissy’s corpse tied to a pillar by vines that covered her entire body.

A sob broke out from your lips as you saw your best friends limp body. You covered your mouth, and closed your eyes as tears slipped from your eyes.

“What are you doing in here Y/n? Come back to me…”. Vecna’s chilling voice called out to you.

Your breathing quickened as you looked around at the pillars that looked like pointed tree trunks, hundreds of them spread around the place Vecna had lead you to.

“How do you like them, Y/n? Would you like to join them?” Vecna asked, appearing out of nowhere as you as you stood in fear, looking at the monster before you. He slowly started to approach you. You gulped and took off running in the opposite direction. With a flick of his clawed hand, Vecna made a vine wrap around your ankle, causing you to fall to the ground. Cursing, you started to panic once the vine being controlled by Vecna pulled you across the floor and flung you onto one of the pillars.

“NO!” you screeched as more vines were flung at your body, wrapping you tightly to the pillar. You looked around, frantically, trying to think of a way to escape.

You had to get out of this nightmare—and fast.

Meanwhile

“Munson is innocent! How many times do we have to tell you?!”

“Guys.” Dustin said reluctantly, as he started to make his way over to where you stood.

“It’s Vecna’s curse that’s killing everyone, Jason.” Lucas chimed in.

Dustin frowned as he noticed you stood still, not noticing him standing next you. That’s when it hit him.

“Yeah, guys, I think we have a problem…”

Jason rolled his eyes replying to Lucas with a scoff, “I’ll believe it when I see it.”

“Shit,” Dustin breathed out as he noticed your eyes were rolled to the back of your head, twitching along with the rest of your body, “GUYS!”

“What!” Everyone yelled in unison, looking at the curly haired boy in annoyance.

Dustin gulped, “Y/n is Vecna’s next victim.”

The air in the room grew tense. Nancy’s eyes widened in fear and Max’s hand covered her mouth, her eyes filling with tears instantly.

“Shit! We need music!” Robin jumped up from her chair, running her fingers through her short hair.

Jason jogged over to you, not believing Dustin. You were this Vecna creatures next victim? No way, more like Eddie the freaks next victim. He felt his heart drop to his stomach as he looked at you, your body unresponsive and shaking.

“Y/n? Y/n, can you hear me?” He asked softly, placing his hand on your shoulder and shaking you gently.

No response.

Jason felt his heart rate pick up significantly. He had just lost Chrissy a couple days ago, he couldn’t lose you too. You were one of his closest friends. However, the feelings he had for you were nothing close to purely platonic. Sure, Jason loved Chrissy, but he also loved you. He’s always loved you.

“Come on Y/n/n,” he continued to shake you.

“Oh my god…” Lucas trailed off as he watched Jason shake your unresponsive body.

Jason felt nauseated at the thought of Eddie Munson doing this to you. Nobody deserved to die this way, especially you.

Jason cursed silently before he marched up to Steve and pulled him by the collar of his shirt.

“Where the hell is Eddie?” he spat, “I know he’s doing some satanic shit to Y/n, Harrington.” He jerked Steve closer to him, “WHERE IS HE!” he roared.

“It’s not Eddie man!” Steve yelled, moving so he was now the one holding Jason by the collar.

“It’s not EDDIE! Look if we don’t do something soon, Y/n is going to be dead. So Carver, I need you to drop the whole ‘Eddie is a satanic cult leader that’s killing innocent people’ idea and help us save Y/n, okay?”

Jason stayed silent, his blue eyes frantically moving back and forth as he looked at Steve’s panicked features.

“OKAY?!” Steve raised his voice as he shook Jason.

Jason glanced over at you, then back to Steve. This whole inter- dimensional shit still seemed crazy to him, but no matter who was causing this harm to you, Jason knew one thing.

He couldn’t lose you.

He nodded quickly. Steve let go of him and gently patted him on the back.

“Good,” he said, “Now, do you have any idea what her favorite song is?”

“Favorite song? What does-.”

“Answer now, ask questions later.” Nancy nodded with a tight smile.

Jason didn’t even have to think about what your favorite song was. Anytime you were in the car with him and Chrissy, the first song you’d play was Take On Me by a-ha.

“Take on me.” he answered shakily, glancing at you, “that’s her favorite song.”

Max and Robin started to search through a basket in your living room full of cassette tapes of your favorite songs. With shaky hands, Robin held up a tape, a triumphant smile on her face.

“I got it.”

Max quickly handed Robin her Walkman. Robin put the tape into the Walkman and handed the device to Jason, who was still closest to you. With shaky hands, Jason placed the headphones gently over your ears and pressed the play button.

He closed his eyes and sent a silent prayer to god.

Oh how he needed this to work. He needed you to wake up from whatever trance you were currently in.

And the only thing he and the others could do was hope that the sounds of your favorite song were enough to wake you.

…

Your chest heaved as you watched another vine wrap around your neck, choking you. You wanted to desperately pull the vine off of you, but there was nothing you could do. The vines wrapped around both of your arms were too tight. Vecna walked up to you, his body only inches from yours. He groaned in satisfaction at your whimpers. Suddenly, the beginning sounds of Take On Me could be heard. A creaking sound came from the distance, as well as the voice of Steve calling your name. Vecna turned away from you, looking at the new opening in his world full of red that had suddenly appeared. The vines around your neck had loosened slightly. You looked over to your right, seeing all of your friends standing around your unconscious body, desperately trying to wake you up. Tears welled up in your eyes at the sight. Vecna turned back to you, the vines tightening once again. You began to choke as Vecna spoke.

“They can’t help you, Y/n. You belong here…” Vecna’s deep voice echoed as he held his long, large clawed hand out in front of him, beginning to slowly bring it down to your face.

Shying away

I’ll be coming for your love, okay?

You glanced over to your right, a tear falling down your cheek as you saw Jason desperately shaking your shoulders.

“Come on, Y/n. Please. I need you to wake up. Please..” his voice filled with emotion.

Take on me (Take on me)

Take me on (Take on me)

Ill be gone

In a day or two

As Vecna’s hand grew closer to your face, you saw through the opening that your unconscious body had begun to levitate. Your friends started screaming your name. Jason’s eyes grew wide in fear. Maybe they were right after all…

You squeezed your eyes shut, thinking of a way to free yourself. You thought of an idea. Is it crazy? Yes. But is there also a possibility that it could save your life? Also yes. You opened your eyes and tugged your hand away from the vines as hard as you could. Your hand broke free. You grabbed at Vecna’s neck, pulling some of the vine looking skin. Vecna grunted in pain, pulling away from you, which caused the vines to release their strong hold on you. You fell to the ground, quickly catching your breath before you stood up and began to run towards the opening in the red clouds.

Take on me (Take on me)

Take me on (Take on me)

I’ll be gone

In a day or two

As you ran, you felt like time was moving in slow motion. Vecna was throwing things at you, trying to get you to trip, but you just kept running. You felt tears stream down your face as you got closer to the opening. You were so close.

You’re all the things I’ve got to remember

You’re shying away

I’ll be coming for you anyway

Take on me (Take on me)

Take me on (Take on me)

You could still hear the sounds of your favorite song and your friends pleading and yelling at you to wake up. You could feel your heart break as you noticed how Jason looked as if he was going to break down any minute. You felt the ground shake as Vecna threw another piece of sharp rock at you. You just kept running. You were almost there.

I’ll be gone

In a day (Take on me)

Take me on (Take on me)

I’ll be gone (Take on me)

In a day (Take on me)

Take on me (Take on me)

Take me on (Take on me)

“Y/n! Y/n!”

Your eyes snapped open and you gasped, suddenly falling to the ground and landing on your soft carpet.

“Holy shit,” Steve breathed out, rushing over to you. You were hyperventilating as tears streamed down your cheeks. You couldn’t believe it worked. You were awake and away from Vecna.

“Vecna, he…” you whispered, voice breaking with emotion.

“You’re okay,” Steve soothed, as he brought you into his arms. Dustin wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly. You brought your head up from the young boys embrace and looked at your other friends. Nancy and Robin were wiping tears while Lucas held a shaking Max, who knew exactly what you just went through. Your eyes finally fell on Jason. He stood still in shock, still trying to comprehend what had just happened to you.

“Jason,” you choked out, holding your hand out to the boy when Dustin let you go.

Tears were pooling in his blue eyes as he walked over to you. Steve let you go gently, Jason replacing him. He brought you into his arms, both of you crying and holding the other tightly. Jason brought one of his hands up to cradle the back of your head, doing his best to calm your sobs as he tried to contain his.

“You’re okay, you’re okay. Ive got you, beautiful, I’ve got you.” He whispered, rubbing your back with his other hand. You clung to him tightly, never wanting to let go.

“Please don’t let go.”

“I won’t, Y/n, I promise.”

You stayed in each other’s arms, letting your breathing calm down and your tears dry up. You were still extremely shaken up from seeing Vecna face to face, but being in Jason’s arms helped calm you down. You pulled away from his embrace, giving him a soft smile. He did the same to you. You stayed close to him as you told the others about what you saw.

“So do you believe us now?” Robin asked, looking at Jason with a pleading look.

Jason nodded, looking over at you. “I do.” He smiled softly at you before directing his gaze at the others, “After witnessing her float in mid-air and explain what she saw and what she just went through. Yeah, I believe you.”

The group broke out in relieved smiles. Steve placed his hand on Jason’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze. Jason looked up at him, both boys nodding at each other as a silent thank you.

“I’d still like to know where Munson is though,” He cut off Dustin and Lucas who tried to say no, “I know what you’re thinking, but, I just want to apologize to him. If there’s a way I can help prove his innocence to the town, I will. Tonight proved to me that we have bigger things to worry about than some cult in Hawkins, which, I now know isn’t even a thing.”

He looked over at you, your bodies still close to eachother. “I want to apologize to all of you too. I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you all through in the past couple days. I’ve just got a lot of feelings I've been trying to work through since Chrissy passed.”

He looked at you as he said the word “feelings”.

“It’s good Carver. Right guys?” Steve asked. You smiled softly, Steve was always willing to forgive.

Lucas nodded, “Yeah.”

“You’re one of us now.” Robin replied, smirking.

Jason laughed, a sarcastic tone to his voice, “Not sure how I feel about that one, but, thanks.”

You chuckled softly,but it turned to a yawn, you were suddenly exhausted from your run in with Vecna.

Nancy noticed your yawning and smiled slightly before she spoke, “It’s getting pretty late…”

You stood up from where you sat on the floor, stretching once you were standing.

“You guys can stay here if you’d like,” you offered, “my parents aren’t supposed to be back from Tennessee for a couple days.”

Steve smiled, “Thanks Y/n.”

You nodded, “It’s no problem. Two or three of you could take the couch, the guest room is open too, and I could put some blankets and pillows on the floor in either room for the rest of you. And theres room in my room too, I don’t really want to be alone tonight,” You glanced over at Jason as you said that.

“I’ll let the kids have the couch,” Steve said, grabbing some pillows and blankets from an open closet and throwing them on the floor, “I’ll take the floor.”

“Robin and I will be in the guest room.” Nancy said, looking at Robin who nodded in agreement.

You nodded, gulping as you looked at Jason. You silently hoped he’d stay with you.

“I’ll stay with Y/n.”

You couldn’t help the smile that made its way onto your face at his response.

“You don’t have to, Jason, really.”

“But I want to,” he cut you off with a reassuring smile. You just nodded and gave him a soft smile in return.

After saying good night and making sure everyone was comfortable and had enough pillows and blankets, you and Jason headed upstairs to your bedroom. You closed the door behind you and walked over to your bed, sitting down with a sigh. Jason stood awkwardly by your door.

He cleared his throat, “I uh, do you have any extra pillows and blankets?”

You nodded, “In the basket by my bookshelf.”

He nodded, “Thanks.”

“Yeah,” you muttered softly. You stood from the bed, “Im going to go change real quick. I think there might be a pair of gray sweatpants in my bottom drawer. They’re a pair from my ex-boyfriend.”

He smiled, laughing softly and thanking you again. You returned the smile and walked into the bathroom. You changed into a pair of y/f/c, silk pajamas. As you washed your face, you noticed how bloodshot your eyes looked. The visions you’ve been having, along with almost dying, have definitely taken a toll on your emotions and your sleep schedule. Hopefully after escaping Vecna today, you’d finally get a break from the visions—for good. You finished up in the bathroom, your body aching for sleep. When you opened the door, your eyes instantly fell on Jason, whose bare (and extremely muscular) back was turned to you until he heard the door open. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat when he turned around to face you. You couldn’t help but let your eyes wander over his defined chest and abdomen. You subconsciously bit your bottom lip when you noticed the gray sweatpants he had on hung low on his hips, his v-line being slightly exposed.

“You okay, Y/n/n?” He asked, worry evident in his tone. “You’re not having more visions are you?”

You shook yourself out of your trance, feeling slightly embarrassed that Jason totally caught you checking him out.

“No, no. I’m just really tired.” You reassured him, walking over to your bed. You carefully pulled the covers away before you laid down. Jason watched as you situated yourself under the duvet before asking:

“Do you need anything?"

You shook your head, “Not right now, just sleep.”

He smiled, “Okay. Well if you need anything, I’ll be right here.” He pointed down to the few pillows and a pile of blankets that sat on your floor as his makeshift bed.

You nodded, thanking him. He walked off toward your bathroom. Once he shut the door, you were left alone with your thoughts.

You felt guilty for feeling the way you did about Jason. The two of you have been friends for a while, but you couldn’t help but have stronger feelings for him. Jason could be a total douche, but if you were someone he cared about, he was very caring and protective. Even when Chrissy was still alive and she and Jason were dating, you had feelings for him. Little did you know, Jason felt the same way, about you. The door to the bathroom opened and Jason walked out, quietly laying down on the floor beside your bed. He tried his best to get comfortable, but he knew it was no use.

About ten minutes had passed. You couldn’t sleep and neither could Jason. You were too scared to sleep. Every time you close your eyes your mind wandered to Vecna and all of the things he showed you. You saw Chrissy and her bloodied out eyes as she told you about the guilt you had because of your feelings for Jason.

“Jason?” You called out shakily. He instantly sat up, worry covering his face.

“Y/n, are you okay?”

“Can, can you come up here?” You asked hesitantly. Jason stood up from his “bed” so he could climb into yours. You pulled the covers back and slid over to make room for the blonde. He carefully laid down in the bed.

“I’m sorry, I’m just too scared to sleep alone.”

He turned so he could face you, “Don’t apologize, I don’t mind. S’ comfier up here anyways.”

You chuckled, causing Jason to crack a smile. His smile soon faded when he noticed tears in your eyes.

“Hey, hey, you’re okay.” He moved closer to you, bringing you into his arms, which you gratefully accepted. He cradled the back of your head and rubbed your back gently as you cried into his chest. “Do you want to talk?” He asked softly.

You sniffled, “No. Just hold me.”

And that’s exactly what he did. Jason just held you in his strong arms, whispering sweet words of comfort until you were ready to talk.

“Jason?”

“Yeah sweetheart?”

Your heart skipped a beat. You moved your head so you were laying against his chest. You placed a hand over his heart, which you noticed picked up it’s pace.

“Thank you for staying with me.”

He smiled, placing his hand over yours, “Of course, anything to make sure you feel safe Y/n/n.”

You lifted your head and looked up at Jason. His soft blue eyes looked at your lips briefly before making eye contact with you. You didn’t even have time to think before his lips met yours. You instantly kissed back, bringing your hand up to his cheek, him doing the same with yours. You pulled away for air before going right back to the position you were in. He lifted his hand away from your cheek and pulled away from you, a blush on his cheeks.

He cleared his throat, “Sorry, I just,”

You kissed him again, pulling away with a chuckle, “Don’t apologize Jason.”

He smiled softly at you, you doing the same.

“I like you Y/n. I really like you. Even when I was with Chris I had these feelings.” he paused and took a breath, “I love Chrissy, but we weren’t meant to be. Our friends and my parents just wanted us to be together, to be those typical high school sweethearts that get married in a church, live in the suburbs with a white picket fence, three kids and a golden retriever.”

You smiled at his description as he continued to speak.

“And I want that, I really want that life. But not with Chris. I never truly wanted it with her.” He looked at you, speaking wholeheartedly, “I want it with you. I’ve always dreamed of that type of life with you, Y/n.”

You smiled at him, reaching your hand up and cupping his cheek.

“I want that life with you too Jason.” You said softly, "Since the moment we became friends.

He grinned, his blue eyes shining as he was overwhelmed with happiness. You hadn’t seen Jason this happy since the championship game. Him showing this much happiness made you happy, however, your smile faltered though when guilt started to rise. It felt so wrong to do this to Chrissy…

“I feel so guilty for this though, don’t you?” You questioned, “I mean, Chrissy has only been gone for a couple days.”

He shrugged, “Maybe a little. But Chrissy and I had a serious talk before the game. She seemed shaken up, but she wouldn’t tell me what happened. I know now that she was having terrible visions just like you, Patrick, and that redheaded girl did. But anyway,” he continued, “We talked about our relationship and how it wasn’t realistic for us. She told me that she wanted me to be happy, that no matter what happens, she wants me to be happy. Even if it meant for me to be with someone different. Chrissy knew I liked you Y/n. Her last words to me were that she wants us both happy. She gave me this knowing look,” he looked at you, “You know the look she’d give anytime she’d try to say something without actually saying it?”

You nodded, smiling slightly. Chrissy did give you that look often.

“Well she gave me that look and told me to be happy with you because that’s all she’s ever wanted. The two of us to be happy, even if it meant us getting together.”

Typical Chrissy, always putting others feelings and happiness over hers. You took a moment to process everything Jason said before you laced your fingers with his. You looked up into his beautiful blue eyes.

“Then how about we fulfill her final wish?”

Jason smiled, “I’d like that.” He spoke gently.

“Good,” you replied with a smile and small nod, “I would too.”

You laid your head back down on Jason’s chest, taking a deep breath and letting it out, snuggling closer to him. You brought your hand back down to rest over his heart. He wrapped both of his muscular arms around you, holding you tightly against his flesh.

“Goodnight Jason,” you hummed, kissing his chest, “thank you for staying with me tonight.”

“No need to thank me,” he placed a gentle kiss to the top of your head, “Goodnight pretty girl.”

That night, both of you finally got a good nights sleep after all of the events that have happened lately.

But it was only because you and Jason both finally found your happiness—with each other.

A/N: I think Jason/Mason Dye is SO FINE, but I don’t support any of Jason’s actions. So anytime I write for Jason, it’ll be very out of character for him. I really think the writers could have given him a good redemption arc and I’m sad they didn’t:( any way, I plan on writing a few more for Jason because there isn’t a lot of content for him and I know there are people who enjoy reading about him like I do, so I figured I would add to the content! Every fic I have read about Jason has been amazing, so hopefully mine is decent :) I hope you all enjoyed this! Thank you for all of the love and support. It means SO much to me, you are all truly the sweetest.

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Before He Cheats.

EddieXyou

Little one shot based on the song Before He Cheats.

Just imagine the song was released in '86🙈

Also may or may not have stolen a scene from another tv show 👀

Summary; You're late for one of Eddie's gigs at the hideout but things fall apart right before your eyes.

Warnings; Angst, heartbreak, cheating, public kissing, brief mentions of sex

8:17pm the alarm clock flashed red and if you didn't get a move on you were sure to miss the whole set. You'd promised Eddie you wouldn't be far behind him as he left in a huff without you to go meet his fellow Corroded Coffin band mates at the hideout, you told him you just needed to do your hair, which you both knew was a lie. You'd normally be ready by now and make your way over with Eddie but he had other plans, other plans being that he couldn't leave without making sure your legs were shaking and the contents of his balls were emptied inside you. After the tough couple of weeks you'd both had, you both needed that release. You'd not touched each other in weeks, which for Eddie, was unusual. His behavior had been all round strange, you'd barely seen each other and you felt un-wanted, but its not like you even bothered to make an effort with him, you didn't care, if anything you were glad. You'd been arguing a lot more and instead of going round to his after work you'd go straight home, you'd avoid his calls and go days without seeing him. You squeezed your thighs together and bit down on your still puffy bottom lip as you visualized what had happened moments before, shaking your head to rid the image you hopped out the shower, wrapping a towel around you, you made your way to the bedroom to start on your makeup straight away. You actually couldn't wait to see him, doing what he did best, making you proud. It had been a long time since you last saw him perform.

. . .

A smoky eye paired with a deep red lip was your finished look as your black hair fell to the middle of your back. A quick glance at the clock, 9:21pm "Fuck. Where the fuck is my purse" you muttered running round the trailer while trying to pull on a knee length, heeled boot. Hanging over the clothes rail you caught the glisten of the shiny black faux crocodile skin strap in the light, you tugged it off and threw it over your shoulder, rushing to make your way out the door to your car, not before spinning on your heel and hitting your hip, with a yelp of pain, on the kitchen counter to grab your car keys, uttering curse words and slamming the trailer door you jumped in your car. Shoving the key in the ignition you glanced in the mirror to check the path was clear, rolling your eyes you snatched out the roller you'd left in your bangs. You shifted the gear into reverse and then forwards and put your foot down speeding off with a screeching wheel spin, kicking up dust from the gravel under the tyres. Unbeknownst to you Eddie was trying to call you only to receive a dial tone, you'd accidently knocked the phone off the hook as you'd slammed the door behind you.

A slam of the receiver and Eddie turned to his band mates "Fuck it, she's not coming boys. I'm not waiting any longer." He picked up his guitar and went out on stage.

9:39pm. It was only 10 minutes to the hideout but you'd been stuck behind the slowest old lady going 25mph, you'd beeped, tried to over take and even driven right up her ass, but eventually gave up when she didn't take the hint. "He's gonna be so pissed with me" you sighed gripping the steering wheel, turning your knuckles white. "Ten fuckin' minutes i told him, 'oh i wont be far behind you babe'" you mimicked your own words in a silly voice.

10:02pm. Slamming the car door behind you, you hitched your purse onto your shoulder while calling the old lady every name under the sun. You heard no band playing as you got closer to the door, just the faint sounds of whatever was playing on the jukebox, your heart sank, you'd missed his set and man was he gonna be upset. They only play half an hour and you couldn't even manage to fucking make it. By this point you knew Eddie thought you just weren't gonna turn up, you knew him too well. Or so you thought.

As you slid in through the door, you made your way over to a dim lit corner and you took a seat. Looking towards the stage you could see Jeff struggling to take an amp through the back with a disgruntled look on his face. Where was Eddie? that's his amp. A loud crash made you jump and avert your gaze, now over to Gareth who was flailing his arms in the air, shooting angry glances ahead of him. Boy, if looks could kill. Part of his drum set scattered between the floor and the entry to out the back. He looked pissed. Your brow furrowed as you slowly moved your eyes across the room. A bleached -blonde girl was bent over the pool table, cue in hand while giggling and pushing her ass out. "Jesus, what a tramp" mid roll of your eyes you caught sight of the person behind her. Bent over her, face in the crook of her neck, very clearly pressing his crotch into her fucking ass, showing her how to shoot a combo. Your eyes slowly scanned him, from head to toe. Brown curls that fell to his shoulders, plump lips, a dirty smirk, a necklace with a plectrum attached. Tears pricked your eyes, a hand covered your open mouth, you didn't want to carry on looking but it was like a car crash, you couldn't turn away. A denim battle vest with the sleeves cut away, a motorhead patch, a w.a.s.p pin. You're eyes made their way to his face, What felt like barbed wire gripped your throat, you could see it, right there in his eyes. The lust. The same lust that you knew, come to think of it, that look of lust wasn't even there not 3 hours before when you were underneath him, moaning his name. "Eddieeee, you're a tease" loud giggles knocked you from your train of thought as you saw him, right there in front of you, their position had changed, although still pressed against a pool table, she was now facing him as he nibbled on her earlobe. Your heart ached at the sight. Never would you think Eddie would do something like this, never in a million years.

You'd snuck round to the side of the bar out of their view, sat on a barstool, you'd thrown back almost three quarters of a bottle of Whiskey and the anger built up inside. You watched them as the night went on, every little thing they did, how he bought her drink after drink, obviously something with a low percentage and fruity as she cant handle shooting whiskey, she'd previously sang some white trash version of something on the karaoke. "I'm s-sooo drunk Eddie" she giggled, hiccupping, rubbing her hands over his chest and down to his waist, up and down his torso, the same torso that was not long sweating on top of you earlier that night. "I know sweetheart" a shit eating grin across his face as his hands explore her ass and his lips crashed down onto hers. Sweetheart? No. Please, he didn't just fucking say your pet name to that girl right before he kissed her. Your fists bunched up at the side of you as the tears fell thick and fast down your cheeks, you stood up knocking the stool over and you held onto the bar for support. Stumbling outside you rummaged in your purse and grabbed your keys, making way over to your car you caught a glance of his van, the left corner of your mouth turned up into a smirk as you ran towards his van.

The screeching noise from the keys dragging deeply over the sides of his van were unbearable, it was a clapped out banger anyway, this only made it look better. You knew he always left it unlocked when at the hideout so they could either pack up quickly or so he could come to his van to smoke a quick j. You threw the doors open and picked up what you knew he kept in there. “It’s just for emergencies baby, just in case a deal goes wrong or, or we need back up” his words echoed in your mind. Two smashes later and you’d completely busted his headlights. “Hm this baseball bat DID come in handy” you laughed to yourself as you took a big swing to his drivers side window, climbing inside you took a pocket knife hidden inside his glovebox “y/n” you carved into each of his seats, laughing manically while the tears still fell fast, cheeks stained with mascara. You sat for a moment, a wave of guilt washing over you. Fuck. All you wanted most was his arms around you , telling you everything was okay, that he loved his sweetheart so much. Faint laughter soon stopped that thought and through the wing mirror you saw them, making their way over to his van, his arms draped over her as he followed behind still nuzzling her neck. You swiftly kicked the dented door open with some force and jumped down, leaning against the door you waited.

"Eddie, baby. When are you gonna tell her? You said you would and that was weeks ago" her whiney voice made your hairs stand up on end, there's that barbed wire feeling around your throat again, your eyes narrowed and before you knew it, you'd made your way around the van, four hissing tyres quickly releasing the air that was once held in them. "Hey!! what the fuck you doing? hey!! you!!" The hissing sound drew Eddies attention quickly as he started jogging over. "I'm fucking talking to you asshole, that's my fuc-." Eddies eyes widened as he recognized your face as you slowly rose up from beside the tyre. His whole demeanor changed from flirty, happy Eddie to kicked puppy Eddie.

"Y/n.. sweetheart, wh-what are you doing? You know that's my van right baby?" as Eddie took a step towards you, you moved back. "Edsss, what is going on, baby i wanna go HOME" the shrillness of her voice was intolerable. "Yeah, 'Eds'. What IS going on.." you folded your arms across your chest stepping out into the light. "Eds, who is this? Tell her to beat it" she shrilled, with a roll of your eyes and a scoff leaving your mouth, you moved a few steps forward, standing in front of her, you could see her bright pink lipstick faded, her hair clearly not a natural blonde and her blue eyeshadow was smeared. "Oh, me? Who am i? No honey, that's not the question you wanna be asking" I was his girlfriend. As you circled her, eyeing her up and down, Eddie watched closely, eyes wide. "The question you should be asking is, why have i wasted my entire night watching a cheap two bit whore and someone who was my boyfriend all over each other the entire night, playing fucking tonsil tennis?" you glared at Eddie with narrow eyes as he looked down at the floor. Coward. A cackling laugh brought you from your stare "Listen i don't know what imaginary world you live in darlin', but me and Eds have been together for a few weeks now" she finished with a toss of her hair and a stupid smirk. Everything was slowly coming together, it was her. She was the reason for his behavior. Your heart felt like it'd been taken out and stamped on. "...So if you don't mind, honey. Me and Eds are going home" your hand gripped the pocketknife still within your grip, knuckles turning white at the pressure. The most deranged laugh pulled itself from within your throat "A few weeks? Try 6 fuckin' years SWEETHEART." Your hand which held the pocketknife slowly lifted itself up to her face like it had mind of it's own, the girl stepped backward but you followed forward. "Edsss g-get this psycho away from meeee" the shrieks echoed the Hideouts parking lot and with a lunge forward, still holding up the pocketknife you shouted "BOO!" you couldn't hold the laughter in as she ran away screaming. You threw the knife through the smashed window as you just stood there, "Look Y/n.. I- I wanted to tell you, i thought i should, I really was going to, and then Steve convinced me not too" you just blinked at him, in shock most of all. That fucking asshole Steve, you wanted to kill him. "Do you realise none of this would've happened if over these past few weeks i didn't think that you didn't wanna be with me?"

"Alright, lets say i met someone else and, and you found out in a bar where you were running late and you got there to find me practically fucking on a pool table and THEN Eddie, you find out I've been fucking him for weeks, no. actually. not just fucking but we're together, in love with each other, fucking every day and every night, holding each other i-in bed, cuddling, would you be able to forgive me?" a choked sob escaped your lips as you imagined Eddie doing all that with her.

"Yes. I would"

"You'd have been okay with me being with another man? Kissing him, been naked with him, made love to him?"

"Yes"

"If you knew our hot, sweaty, tangled bodies..."

"LA LA LA LAAAA" Eddie cut you off by covering his ears and shouting, "Okay! Okay!! yeah, i would have been devastated but, i- i would still want to be with you, because i mean, its you. Its always been you, since kindergarten, always you"

You had found yourself sitting on the floor, back leaning on his dented van, it had been silent for over fifteen minutes now, you had no words after what he said, nothing. He sat perched on his drivers seat facing outwards and looking down at you the whole time, your head tucked down into your knees and your arms cradling around them.

"What, you're not even talking to me now?" Eddie jumped down and sat cross legged beside you, facing you, "I-I'm sorry okay? I'm sorry. I was out of my mind, I thought I'd lost you. I didn't know what to do. C'mon! C'mon, how insane must i have been to do something like this? huh? I-I don't cheat right? I-, that's not me, I'm not Steve. Y'know, Y'know what? I'm- I'm not the one who pushed me away, okay? You're the one who bailed on us, you're the one who ran when things got a little tough."

"That's fucking bullshit and you know it Eddie, That's absolute straight bullSHIT"

"Okay, well here we are. Now we're in a tough spot again y/n. What do you wanna do? How do you wanna handle it? Huh? Do you wanna fight for us? Or-Or, Do you wanna bail? Look, I.." Eddies eyes filled with tears "..I did a terrible, stupid, stupid thing. Okay? And I'm sorry, i wish i could take it back but i cant, i just cant see us throwing away something we know is so damn good. Y/n, i love you so much." Eddie leans forward and kisses your shoulder, moving up to kiss the side of your face and finally pressing his lips to yours.

"No Eddie!!" you stand up, moving away from him. "Don't! You cant just kiss me and think you're gonna make it all go away, okay? It doesn't work like that. It doesn't just make it better. Okay?" you sigh "I think i should go" your voice soft and small. Eddie stands and moves in front of you.

"Look, look. There's got to be a way we can work past this? okay?" Eddie takes hold of your arm gently, "I cant imagine my life without you.." The both of you start to cry, looking deep into each others eyes "..Without- Without these arms, and your face, and this heart. Your good heart Y/n." Suddenly Eddie drops to his knees and hugs you tightly around your waist. "..And.. And.." He sniffles.

"No, I cant. you're a totally different person to me now. I used to think of you as somebody that would never, ever hurt me, ever. God. and now i just cant stop picturing you with her. I cant." Eddie slowly stands up backing away "..It doesn't matter what you say or what you do Eddie, its just changed everything, forever." Tears are falling thick and fast down both your cheeks.

Eddie shakes his head, placing his hand on your cheek "Yeah, but this cant be it?" His voice cracks and hurt pangs through your chest.

"Then how come it is?"

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