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princesachicana · 2 years

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𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬 (conrad fisher x reader)

description: your new job has conrad’s mind spiraling.

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Conrad was a very supportive boyfriend, he’d been there for each and every cheer competition, he’d had your back when your parents judged your career choices. But right now it took a lot for him not to speak his mind.

“So how do I look?” You asked spinning in a circle showing off your new work uniform. When you told him about getting a new job a week ago, he thought his perfect innocent girlfriend would apply to some bake shop. He was super wrong. You’d applied at a sports bar to be a waitress! If it was any other waitress job he’d be fine. But this one was packed full of snobby frat dudes who’d ogle his girl the whole time.

The uniforms. The tiny booty shorts did little to conceal your ass, the bikini top had your breasts nearly spilling out of the top. God you looked so beautiful . “You look good enough to bend over this counter.” Conrad smirked, wrapping his arms around your body. Would trying to seduce you before work be evil? Maybe he’d get to have you all to himself for the rest of the night you’d forget the whole job thing. “That’s very tempting but my shift starts in 30.” You stood on tip toes placing kisses all across his face, landing the last one onto his lips.

“Can i come with?” Conrad’s question causes you to giggle, “Oh you’re serious?” You said when you noticed his frown. “Yeah why wouldn’t i be? just wanna look out for you.” His fingers absentmindedly massaged your hips lightly. “I’ll be fine you stay here and I’ll be back in 4 hours!” He almost ran and trapped you, so you wouldn’t be able to walk out that door, but as he watched you leave excited,he wouldn’t ruin your mood.

Conrad couldn’t concentrate, his mind kept running back to you in those booty shorts, how other undeserving dudes were looking at you tonight. He wasn’t one of those boyfriends that controlled what you wore. Even at parties if dudes tried to feel up on you while he stepped away for a second he’d pull you away immediately. If the dudes were brave enough they’d try to pick a fight with Conrad which in return didn’t end up well for them.

All he could do was stare at the clock, watching it as it ticked by waiting for your shift to end. The thoughts that were going through his mind at the moment weren’t good. He’d wonder if you would even mention if a guy made you uncomfortable. He knew that you always tried to avoid conflict as best as you could. So the thought of a guy making lewd comments or worse touching you, and you not mentioning it to any one at your job scared him.

The sound of the door opening and closing has Conrad on his feet in no time. “Woah hey baby!” You say as he quickly grips onto your hips. “Missed you too!” You laugh when he smothers your chest and neck with kisses. “How was your day?” When he pulls away he examines your figure, he has the most attractive girlfriend ever. Even now with a baggy shirt over your uniform, you were beautiful.

“It was so good! all the girls are so sweet!” You gushed about your new co-workers. Conrad felt his body relax, you sounded like everything was fine but he was still going to ask. “The customers though?” You pursed your lips “You know how it is, some people complain about stupid things.” You rolled your eyes. “But look! I almost got 700 dollars in tips today!” You pulled money out of your back pockets. Conrad raised an eyebrow “Must have provided good service then!” he kissed both of your cheeks, you were so adorable when you were excited about something.

“Well I hardly do anything at some tables!” You started walking to the living room, shedding your over sized t-shirt. Conrad couldn’t help it when his eyes stopped at your breasts for a minute before looking back at your face. “I got tipped a one hundred dollar bill! And all the dude ordered was a lemonade!” Conrad wasn’t stupid he knew why that fucking dude did that! “Was the lemonade that good or?” He questioned sitting down on the couch pulling you onto his lap.

“No! it was that minute made fountain drink, I think he liked me” You shrugged, leaning into start a very needy make out session with your hot boyfriend. You immediately frowned and almost let out an audible whine when he turned his head away. “Kiss me” you tried another time, but like you expected he turned his head once again. “What’s wrong?” You whispered, playing with his hair. “You think he liked you?” He asked repeating your words from earlier with a scoff.

“Not like that!” You shook your head “He said i was fun to talk to!” Okay now this was really annoying Conrad. “That’s what they say all the time, did he ask if you had a boyfriend?” Conrad’s question left you silent. “Yea and I told him I do!” Conrad felt relief after that but not fully, guys still flirted when girls had boyfriends right? “What’s this fuckers name?” You gasped but let out a little laugh before replying “John” Conrad processed the name for a little, he didn’t know any John.

You took this time to pepper kisses down his neck, Conrad blew out a breath you were good at distracting him, you were fucking evil. As you rolled your hips into his and felt the strain in his sweats, you know you had him right where you wanted him. “Besides john’s not the worst thing ever? You should see the dudes that write their phone number on the receipts.” Conrad was about to reply but you silenced him with a kiss “Don’t worry baby I throw them away.”

His breathing turned rapid as you moved off his lap, landing in front of him on your knees. “You look tense connie let me make you feel good” you whispered massaging his thighs over his sweats. His only response was a “fuck please” and a head nod. You reached for the knot in his sweats and untied it agonizingly slow, “Don’t fucking tease right now baby.” Conrad muttered, his jaw flexed. You slowly pulled his sweats and under wear down with his help.

“Don’t worry baby we have all night.” You said as you finally took him inside your mouth. And he was a goner, All wrapped up in you and your body, your mouth, just you.

Week three of your job and he was barely coming to see you, he felt like a bad boyfriend. Conrad stood in line at your job, the hostess line where he waited to be seated was taking forever. Every time a waitress would walk by in the same uniform you wore every day he looked away. He wouldn’t dare disrespect you. He breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed he was next in line. Now that he was closer to the restaurants front, he looked around for you, where were you?

“Next!” the cheery voice had him moving forward. The red headed girl smiled politely at him. “Welcome just a table for one?!” She asked full of bright energy. Conrad nodded in reply. “Okay let me see what we have” she started messing with the tablet that was on her counter. “Okay today you’ll be with Alyssa she-“ The girl was interrupted before she could finish her sentence.

“I’ll take him, he’s mine!” You stood beside the hostess with a goofy smile. “But you already have like six tables” The hostess worried that it would be a lot of work. “It’s fine Maria I swear, this is my boyfriend.” The hostess who he knew now was Maria laughed knowing all to well she would of the done the same thing if it was her boyfriend “Oh okay wanna sit him down?” She handed you the menu and quickly told you where to seat him.

As you guided him towards the table he couldn’t help it but stare at your backside, those shorts were going to be the death of him. “Right here babe!” You seated him at a tall table. “Thank you” he took a seat staring at you with a small smile. “What?” you questioned now feeling shy. “I’ll take him he’s mine?” He repeated your words that you said at the hostess line. “What? You wanted me to be your waitress right?” You looked at him with an irritated look. “Because I can tell Alyssa to take your table if you want someone else!” You started to raise your voice a little. “I’m kidding babe, just liked how you said it that’s all.”

“Okay what can I get you to drink? Wanna beer?” You went back into professional mode. “Yeah I’ll take a beer” you smiled, leaning over to plant a kiss onto his lips. “I’ll be back!” Now that you were gone is when he took the time to look around the place. And just like he expected obnoxious frat dudes. He had a smug smile as the frat dudes stared at him no doubt talking about the hot waitress that Conrad got to kiss.

5 minutes. 10 minutes. 15 minutes.

You still hadn’t brought him his beer, you hadn’t even been back to this section of the restaurant. Conrad could tell your other tables were getting impatient as well. He stood up on a mission to find you.

He clearly remembered how you joked about being so wrapped up in conversation. With your new “friend” John that you often forgot about your other tables.

It didn’t take long for him to find you, there you stood at the bar having a conversation with a customer that was hidden from his line of sight. Fucking John right? he didn’t wanna rush up towards the both of you and look like a crazy person so he remained walking normally. As he crept up you gasped “hey baby!” You gushed wrapping your arms around his neck, placing a chaste kiss on his lips, he had no problem kissing back. “This is John!” You introduced the person when you pulled away.

He was an old man, no older than 70. “This is John?” Conrad asked, eyes assessing the man. The lemonade that you always said he ordered? check. The lonely chair that no sat next to him in? check. “Yup!” you popped the p. “My new best friend!” John laughed “yes,yes me and your girl have quite the conversations almost all of them seem to be about you! you must be Conrad!” John stuck his hand out. Conrad shook his hand without complaining.

“Yeah, heard a lot about you too! thanks for keeping my girl company.” Conrad spoke genuinely. “Oh my gosh my other tables, I’ll be back!” You nearly yelled before rushing back towards the section. Conrad couldn’t believe this was John! The John he’d cursed out in his head more than once. The John that tipped you one hundred dollar bills even though he only drank a lemonade.

“She’s the first one to not make fun of me or think I’m some sorta creep.” John spoke after a moment of silence. “What?” Conrad asked. “She doesn’t make fun of me because I’m a lonely old man, everyone else here has.” Conrad smiled to himself you really were the nicest person ever. “She mentioned that you come here almost everyday, why is that?” Conrad couldn’t help but be curious.

“Bethany, my wife about 50 some years ago she worked here, right at this bar that’s where I met her, I had some drinking problems back then, stubborn girl didn’t give me a drink after my 5th shot said it was either lemonade or water” he laughed to himself, no doubt reminiscing about the old days. “Before I knew It I was in love and married, we came here every weekend even though she no longer worked here! every-time I got the urge to have a drink she ordered me a lemonade.” John’s face turned sorrowful, by the look on his face Conrad knew his wife was no longer alive.

“Can i ask what happened?” Conrad whispered, he knew now how conversations with this man had distracted you many times. “Car accident, on her way to an appointment we was supposed to have twins.” John cleared his throat understandably getting emotional.

“Gotta cherish every moment with y/n alright? She loves you.” John clapped his hand on Conrad’s shoulder. Conrad nodded with pride. “Sorry to hear about your family, and I love y/n more than I can express ever since we were 7 years old.” John smiled with a fondness that seemed to make his heart happy “Childhood lovers? My favorite.” Conrad laughed “We use to fight a lot, everyone would say that we would be dating by the age of sixteen, spoiler alert they were right.”

You came back quickly. “I might have gotten a write up because I abandoned my tables for more than 15 minutes.” You laughed with a shrug. “Oh it’s all my fault!” John shook his head feeling bad. “No it’s not! I should be able to multitask!” you reassured him. “So what did y’all talk about?” You beamed with a smile, Conrad wrapped his arms around you waist kissing your forehead.

“Just about making every moment count.” Conrad whispered, smiling down at you with so much love and care.

TAGS: @gillybear17 @tessastle @conradsupporterr (SRRY IF I FORGOT ANYONE)

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conniesanchor · 9 months

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Hi, I can request a fic (conrad x fem reader) where she is dealing with too much academic stress and he is there reminding her that she is enough, english is not my first language so sorry if I made any mistakes.

Thank you!

here you go, love! thank you for requesting <3

you had just gotten your AP exam scores back, and you were far too nervous to open them. you had been stressing out about them ever since you registered to take them. so when you had finally gotten them back, you gave the computer to your lovely boyfriend, conrad. "i can't open them, connie. what if i failed?" you asked, chewing your lips.

conrad had always been there for you ever since you two started hanging out, and when you started dating, the two of you became inseparable. you rarely spent the night away from each other, and when you did, it was because you hadn't spent time with your families one on one, in months.

since the beginning of the exams, conrad was there for all of it. he helped you make flashcards, helped you stay on task, and even took you away from it all when it was too much. so, when you handed him the laptop to check your scores, he happily obliged, confident that you had passed all of them.

he smiled at you before telling you your scores, "alright, baby. for AP lit, you got a four, on AP US, you got a six, and on AP psych, you got-" he cut himself off.

you knew what the pause meant, your eyes filling with tears that you didn't want to fall. "no, connie. i worked so hard." you mumbled, tears finally falling.

he looked at your saddened face, his face falling too. "it's okay, angel. it's just one test." he comforted. conrad took the laptop and placed it on the nightstand next to you, and then pulled you into his chest.

you sniffed, "yeah, but now i won't get the college credit."

the boy placed a kiss on the top of your head, "it's okay. you can just take a class in college. you love psych, anyway." he spoke. you knew he was right, but you hated failing. "it doesn't matter if you passed or not. you worked really hard. i know you did. that's all that matters."

he pushed you away and used his thumbs to gently wipe away the tears on your face. "let's go get some ice cream, yeah?"

"okay."

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jammysworks · 9 months

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imagine conrad keeping nudes of you on his phone for when he’s at college missing you

one of you with your lips wrapped around his cock, drool seeping from the sides of your mouth and dripping down onto his abdomen

one with you splayed out on his mattress, back arching into him as he drilled into your overused pussy, his unoccupied hand gripping onto your wrists

one of you holding the camera pointed towards him as he ate you out like you were his last meal, tongue darting in between your folds and circling your clit

one with his fingers toying with your nipples while the dark hickeys on your cheekbones and neck glistened in the background

one being a video of you whining his name and babbling about it being too much while he continued to push your hips back and forth against his thigh

one showing your with you ass arched into the air and head turning back to make direct eye contact with him while overstimulation tears streamed down your pink tinted cheeks

his ultimate favorite is the one of you two staring at each other while you laid in missionary position, eyes threatening to roll into the back of your skull. his hips slowly grinding into yours, your hands being interlocked with one another

i need this man rn

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v1olentdelights · 6 months

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On The Nights You Can't Sleep

Conrad Fisher x sister!reader TW: Nothing Summary: On the nights you couldn't sleep, Conrad would always be there for you. a/n: this was requested from a wonderful anon, I really hope they like this, and you too! Let me know what you think!

It had been one of the first nights you all had been in the same house again, Conrad having come home for fall break. Everyone had retired to their bedrooms after dinner. It seemed that they had all gone to sleep, or at least Jeremiah had; you could hear his snores from his room across the hall. Yet you found yourself wide awake but you were unsure of why. So you decided to head downstairs for a bit, maybe different scenery would help you. Unbeknownst to you, Jeremiah and Susannah had been the only one’s asleep.

Making your way down the stairs, you make sure to avoid the squeaky stair, the second to last step before the ground floor. Pulling out one of those cozy blankets Laurel gets you every Christmas you turn on the tv and crowd yourself with pillows. There is no noise in the house and it seems almost like you are playing a part in a movie.

“What are you doing up, bug?” You whip your head around to see Conrad looking down at you in his lighthouse patterned pajama pants and Stanford sweatshirt.

“I just can’t sleep, it’ll pass.” You give him a small smile in hopes that he just passes it off. But a small part of you is begging him to stay, just like he used to. It quickly died as you watched him make his way over to the kitchen, away from you. The quiet patter of his feet and the sound of the fridge opening is familiar, and it brings a faint smile to your face. He’s beside you once again, though this time he is taking a seat beside you as he holds out a cup of milk for you to take.

“It helped when you were younger.” You didn’t reach out to take it, because you had neglected to tell him for years that you didn’t like milk, but he always got it for you.

The tired look in his eyes had you giving in just like you used to. But as you suspected, not only did it make you want to spit it up, it also did not help tire you. At this point he had reclined into the couch watching whatever was playing on the tv. Setting the glass down, you moved closer to him and rested your head on his shoulder. He moved his arm to hold you across your shoulder.

“Still not tired?” you shook your head. Sitting up slightly, Conrad drags you wrapped up in your blanket with him out the front door. Unlocking and opening the passenger side door for you he then gets in on his side. He turns on the heat and some instrumental Taylor Swift music clicks on, he must have been listening to it as he was driving down. You leaned your head against the window as he pulled out of the driveway. Soon after getting in the car you could feel yourself start to drift.

“Thank you, Con.” you said before fading into a peaceful sleep.

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Lifting you up was as easy as it had been when you were 8. Though he was thankful you had left your bed unmade, a bad habit you had yet to break, because it made it easy for him to tuck you in.

“I missed you, bug. Sweet dreams.” He says before pressing a kiss to your forehead. Hearing a little gasp he turned to see his mom holding a hand over her heart with tears in her eyes.

After making their way out into the hall she pulled him in for a hug.

“You know, she would always go to you. Never me, or your dad, or even Jere. When she was upset, sad, or hurt, she would go to you. On the nights she couldn’t sleep she would find her way into your bed, and you would hold her close.” It was like it was all flashing by again.

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Hearing your distressed little voice after the rather loud bout of thunder got Susannah's attention.

“Coco,” you called out to your older brother. His door creaked as you swung it open. Susannah had quietly made her way down the hall to make sure you were okay. Though as she peered into her eldest son’s room, her heart clenched at the sight. You had made your way into his bed, and he had wrapped you in a hug.

“It’s okay, bug. I’ll protect you. Always.” You just squished closer to him and held onto your stuffed animal tighter.

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On the nights you couldn't sleep you would think back to this night.

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welovelouisandbucky · 2 years

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When you just want to read some fluff or angst but the only thing you can find is smut:

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sublimepenguinpeach-blog · 8 months

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Here’s a request to every writer on tumblr who writes fanfics on the summer she turned pretty. Could you write an enemies to lovers Conrad fisher x curvy reader fanfic where the reader is Jeremiah’s best friend who Conrad always likes to tease because he is in love with her but doesn’t know how to show it, so all they do is bicker. He said something that she’s insecure about (he didn’t know about this insecurity) which leads her to ignore him as much as she possible can. She however doesn’t know this which is why she tells Jeremiah she doesn’t want to hang out at his house for awhile or anymore because she thinks Conrad hates her then confessions, kisses ensue and hopefully smut

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pascaloverx · 4 months

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CONRAD FISHER MARTERLIST

AO3 LINK

part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

part six

part seven

final part

epilogue

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jacktoria4ever · 4 months

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if this post gets to 1k notes before 2024 I'll start/finish all the concepts in my drafts

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0anonnymouslyours0 · 1 year

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anyone wanna cop at 5’9 , virgin , blue eyed , oral fixation having , unhealthy obsession with men , clingy , rlly fucking horny , smut writing , broke , spends too much money on books , did I mention clingy? , in love with other men , gf? 😁

p.s - hmu if ur a sugar daddy

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dilfhwa · 2 years

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Garden Kisses Chapter 1

I hope you all enjoy the first "chapter" of Garden Kisses.

THE drive to cousins beach from north carolina was a tiring one, to say the least. lyla had to drive most of the way, switching with aaliyah to help get her practice in, since she had received her license not that long ago, whenever they got off the highway back onto the main road. Playing on the radio, a mix of music enjoyed by both women, aaliyah couldn't help but stare outside the window, as the words of new edition's If it isn't love came from both women. she was continuously imagining how the summer would go.

from movie nights with all the mothers and her closet friend, belly. to late-night swims. finally being old enough for the debutant ball, the beach, the environment, the tennis courts calling her name. most of all, jeremiah fisher. the boy she had been giving unnoticed glances at every time he had walked by since the age of 10.

"liyah, we're almost at the gas station in town we can switch there and get some snacks." lyla had said, forcing aaliyah to come out of her daydreaming consciousness.

as the women had pulled into the gas station, they had somehow pulled up right behind the conklin's. as they parked, aaliyah had seen the oldest conklin sibling, steven, get out of the car and smile at the gooden women. he began walking to the car as aaliyah had quickly gotten out, opening his arms wide to embrace his best friend in a hug. as the women of the conklin family had followed right behind him, laurel immediately went to her friend and embraced her in a hug as well. while belly had walked behind steven waiting for her turn to hug her friend.

"What's up little li? hi lyla, how was the drive?" he had said while ending the hug and backing up a little from the girl.

"long and tiring, especially with this one thinking she could be the next winner of american idol." lyla had replied as the laughed at the expression on aaliyah's face.

"i wasn't even the only one singing. you were acting like you were the 7th member of new edition for the past hour!" aaliyah had said laughing as well.

"okay okay how about we go inside and get something to eat. belly, li go get the snacks, i'll do the gas for you guys." steven had said rushing the women as he was trying to hurry back on their way to the fisher's summer home.

"why thank you, steven, girls you heard him let's go." lyla had replied as she and laurel began walking into the gas station with the girls following right behind.

as they made it inside the older women went straight to the bathroom while the younger ones went straight to the snacks. belly heading to the chips and aaliyah heading to the drinks. as belly began to stuff her face with cheetos aaliyah laughed at her when she turned around with everyone's drinks in her arms, both of them not noticing the young cashier looking at them with a smile on his face.

"hey." he has said, scaring both girls. they had turned around to see him with that same smile on his face giving him a 'hey' back.

while he began to check out the girls he began flirting with belly as aaliyah just stood there, ready to pay and get back to the car. the boy had invited both of them to the bonfire that was happening that night. the mothers came back from the bathroom to join the girls a couple of minutes later. laurel asking the girls if they wanted to come to her pre-sign the stock of her new book.

as the women left the store belly turned towards the boy and gave him a little smile. and he had left the girls with a little 'see you later'. the girls had been questioned by the moms and in return they replied with a little 'nothing'. soon they all gathered by the cars, belly and lyla switching with each other to continue the drive towards the Fisher's summer home. the drive only lasted a good 30 minutes, with the girls talking about random little things and singing along to the songs that played from aaliyah's playlist. when both cars pulled into the gravel path of the house, steven let out a honk followed by aaliyah doing the same, alerting the residents of the home of their arrival.

everyone who was in the conklin car had headed out first, soon followed by the girls who were in the gooden car. belly had gotten out of the car first; aaliyah had followed soon after, following everyone else to the fisher family with a smile on her face. as jeremiah had turned around to face her, his growing even wider. he began walking towards her as she did him, both of their smiles never leaving their face. as they met at the halfway point of their steps they embraced each other, rocking each other back as forward.

"hey jere." aaliyah had said, barely above a whisper as the boy had smushed her face into his chest.

"hey liyah bear." The youngest fisher boy replied, his cheek on the top of her head.

as they pulled apart, the smiles on their faces never dropped. conrad had soon come up behind jeremiah walking up to the side of him.

"hey aaliyah." conrad said giving aaliyah a quick hug to the girl. aaliyah replied with a 'hey' back to the older fisher. the boys' mother called out to the group saying how the mothers will be going inside. the three teens had chatted for a couple of seconds. as Conrad left the two and had started walking over to belly, jeremiah and aaliyah started heading towards steven. a couple minutes later belly and conrad had joined them.

"hey guys... i don't know about you but..." the oldest conklin had started, "i think it's time for a... for a... belly flop!" he had finished, joined by jereimah. every summer the boys had found joy in throwing both of the girls into the pool. it was tradition. soon enough both girls had taken off into a run being chased by the boys. but they hadn't been quick enough and were soon captured and taken to the back yard, as the boy chanted 'belly flop'.

"hey. hey guys come on. i just did my hair-" aaliyah had tried to plead with the boys as jeremiah cut her off by saying that she lied and told him she got her hair done about a week before coming up to cousins. the boys began to count down, as they reached three both girls had been thrown into the pool. soon after they floated to the top aaliyah giving a quick look to belly and they shared a nod.

"ow come on guys i think i twisted my ankle help me out." aaliyah had said holding her hand out, while belly swam towards her coming to her "aid". conrad being the great friend he is to aaliyah reached his hand out towards her and grabbed her hand to help pull her out of the water. soon enough he was grabbed by both girls and dragged into the water. everyone had laughed as conrad begin to chase the girls in the pool, belly immediately tapping out and aaliyah kept swimming away from conrad, soon following belly out of the pool. the girls both ran into the house to escape conrad's "rath", but as soon as the stepped a foot into the kitchen they were soon scolded by belly's mother for dripping water onto the floor. saying a quick sorry the girls ran up the stairs to go to their rooms to dry off.

finally summer had begun.

Zoo talks 💕💕

So that was the first "chapter". Please don't be a ghost reader !! let me know what you guys think of it so far. I hope y'all have a great day/evening (whenever you're reading this).

— zoo (word count: 1434)

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princesachicana · 2 years

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𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐭.𝟐 (conrad fisher x reader)

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 part 3

description: your emotions run high due to your pregnancy.

a/n: you are adopted in this fic! anyone could read!

Pregnant. Pregnant. Pregnant.

The word was on loop in Conrad’s mind. He needed to tell someone. He promised you he wouldn’t tell anyone else, but he needed advice. He was one hundred percent in on being there for you, but he was scared. He wasn’t stupid he knew the consequences of having sex, but you both used protection that night. What the fuck happened?

No way in hell was he planning on telling his mom just yet, and he didn’t want to tell his brother afraid jere would yell out his reaction. His only other options were your mom, sister or brother. He wouldn’t of course say that you were pregnant, he was planning on saying something like “I might have gotten a girl pregnant.”

After much thought he decided it was best if he talked to the only other dude. “Can we talk?” Conrad’s voice was stern letting Steven know that whatever he had to say was serious. Throwing his phone to the side Steven nodded his head motioning for Conrad to talk. “What I’m about to say is gonna throw you through a fucking loop hole okay?” Steven shook his head laughing lightly. “What did you get someone pregnant?” Conrad visibly winced, face falling into his hands.

“Woah, I was joking dude really? what did I say about wrapping before tapping?” Steven pushed Conrad’s shoulder. “Lower your voice, and i did wear a condom alright?” Conrad whisper yelled looking around for any one snooping in on the conversation. “Who, When, Where?” Steven asked the obvious questions itching to know more.

Your sister. About a month ago.Some dingy hotel.

“Just some girl” as soon as the words left Conrad’s mouth it felt wrong. You were so much more to him, but admitting it to your brother now would have him put into the emergency room. “So what are you going to do? is this girl even telling the truth?” Steven asked voice now full of concern for his friend. “She wouldn’t lie about this” Conrad confidently stated, shaking his head. “I told her I’d be here for her, but if we’re both freaking the fuck out it’s gonna be hard.” Conrad continued speaking his voice rising a little.

“Has this girl told anyone else?” Steven asked, no you haven’t, not that Conrad knew of. He was expecting for you to tell belly since she’s your sister but when he asked the other day you nearly bursted out into another fit of tears. He knew asking would be a sensitive topic but he still needed to know. You’ve confided in him many times about how you never wanted to disappoint the Conklins, they took you in when you had nothing. He was sure whatever happened they would never hate or resent you, they loved you no matter what.

After the talk he had with Steven, Conrad was feeling much better, not fully but a lot better than before. This morning he would talk to you about things more throughly. As he was walking past the bathroom is when he heard it. You were vomiting, without a second thought he knocked on the door lightly. “Just a sec” He noticed how your voice tried to sound cheery in case it was anyone else but him knocking.

“It’s me, baby open the door.” It kind of just slipped out, he wish he was able to see your reaction to the pet name. After about a second of silence the door opened slowly, Your eyes were bloodshot and you looked about ready to puke again. “Conrad, I think I’m-“ You ran back to the toilet kneeling down, spilling everything into the toilet. Conrad was down with you in no time, holding your hair back with one hand as the other rubbed on your lower back.

“Just let it all out.” His voice was sweet, you would’ve smiled if you weren’t currently throwing up all the food you ate yesterday. You reached up flushing the toilet when you were done. “Gross right?” you asked as Conrad passed you a piece of toilet paper so you could wipe your mouth. “I’ve dealt with this more than once.” He muttered. “Oh so I’m not the first girl you’ve gotten pregnant?” You were annoyed in a matter of seconds, damn these hormones. You’d have to get control of them soon before someone noticed.

“What? no i meant I’ve dealt with people puking their guts out, you know hangovers?” Conrad laughed at how you were still annoyed, he thought you were cute when you were mad. “Yeah, yeah” You got up off the floor, getting ready to brush your teeth. Conrad stared at you from behind through the mirror. “I think we should talk about it more today, we have lots to figure out.” Conrad was nervous to approach the topic. You shook your head as you continued to brush your teeth. “What do you mean no?” Conrad questioned.

As you finished up, you turned around to face him “I mean I’m not ready, and I don’t feel good at all.” You were whispering, “please just a little more time.” Conrad nodded pulling you into his arms, “I meant it when I said I’d be here, when you’re ready talk to me.” You relaxed as you sunk into his arms, you wish he could wrap you in forever.

As you walked out the bathroom another wave of nausea attempted to hit you. “Oh god, Oh god I hate this.” Your cried, stopping dead in your tracks. “Need to go back in there?” Conrad asked searching your face for the answer. You shook your head no, “it went away” you took three deep breaths as Conrad guided you to the kitchen one hand own your lower back. “This is all your fault!” You sneered, of course it wasn’t true this was on both of you, but you were hormonal and the fact that he wasn’t the one nauseous made you angry.

Conrad shook his head, attempting to hide his laughter. “Are you laughing at me this isn’t funny!” You rolled your eyes.

What you both didn’t notice, was that Steven was at the end of the hallway listening in on your conversation. Something was definitely going on between his sister and friend. And it made his blood boil.

You were so hungry.

Pizza night was everyone’s favorite. The pizza joint that you went to accommodated to everyone, no matter if you liked meaty, cheesy, or pineapples they had something on the menu for you. Today it was your turn to order in and you went all out. You excitedly spread the food out on the dinner table. God how your mouth was watering just at the smell of it. This has been your craving for the past week!

Honey BBQ wings, Garlic Parmesan wings, Tuscani Meaty Marinara pasta, Breadsticks, Cheese sticks, Fried mozzarella sticks, two pepperoni pizzas, two Cheese pizzas, and one Pineapple pizza. You might have spent lots of money on everything but that didn’t matter at the moment.

Usually you would wait until everyone was seated at the table to serve yourselves, but everyone was taking their sweet time so you just dug in. You were currently on your 4th piece of cheese sticks, you turned towards the archway when you felt eyes staring at you. “What?” you questioned mouth full. “Gonna save any for us sis?” Steven joked, walking towards the table grabbing a paper plate from the stack ready to serve himself. Belly was next to walk in waving at you with a small smile.

“There’s lots of food Steven!” You stared at him as he reached for the pizza box that was in front of you. “I know y/n/n it was a joke!” he eyed you curiously, noticing that you were getting upset. “Gonna save some for us sis?!” You mocked his earlier words. He reached for the pizza box again but you pulled it towards you quickly. “Just go! you can’t have any it’s mine” You didn’t know where any of this was coming from, first he annoyed you with his comment. Now he was reaching for the pizza you ordered for yourself.

“Give me some!” Steven pulled the pizza box towards himself, yanking it from your hands. “It’s mine! There’s more!” You pointed at the other ones that laid untouched on the table. Belly nervously laughed “Steven this one taste just as good!” You evilly smiled, your sister was on your side. “Give it back now!” You yelled, standing up from the table. “What’s going on in here?” The fisher brothers walked in side to side. “He’s not listening to me!” You were now walking towards Steven, determined on getting your pizza box back.

“She doesn’t want to share!” Steven shrugged, opening up the pizza box grabbing one. “Because it’s mine! I got that one for me!” You were on the verge of tears and Conrad immediately joined you at your side. “Just give it back to her man!” Conrad’s voice was calm. “No way, no I’m hungry.” Steven protested as he took a bite out of the pizza slice. You immediately burst out into tears, you faced your brother muttering an “I hate you!” you stormed back towards your bedroom. The four people left standing in the dining room winched as you slammed the door.

“What just happened?” Jeremiah laughed now seeing that it was his chance to steal a pizza from you. As he reached for the box Conrad yanked it away, “Leave it” Conrad was angry, angry that he let your brother make you cry, angry that he couldn’t explain the reason you had an outburst. “Why’d you have to make her upset?” Conrad asked your brother. Steven shrugged nonchalantly “don’t worry she’s my sister I know her, she’ll be over it by tomorrow.”

Conrad sighed, he served himself a plate of the two untouched pizza boxes and walked back towards your room with yours. He knocked once, he wasn’t expecting you to pull him in, you immediately wrapped your arms around him and cried into his neck. “Why is he so mean?” Conrad kissed the side of your head, he whispered sweet nothings to you as you let it all out. “That was my pizza!” If you were aware of how ridiculous you looked, you would be embarrassed but the hormones were just allowing you to think about how you were going to murder Steven.

“Look, I took it back.” He pulled away showing you the pizza box. You sighed in complete happiness. “Thank you, Thank you” You kissed both Conrad’s cheeks. “Was my girl hangry?” Conrad asked smiling at your happiness.

My girl. My girl. My girl

That did something to you, Being called his girl was something you could get used to.

“I can’t help it, I feel like I got upset for nothing.” You frowned starting to feel bad about how you yelled at your brother. “Don’t he deserved it, who steals someone’s pizza?” Conrad smiled sheepishly, you laughed not feeling at all embarrassed anymore.

You and Conrad finished eating in your room, feeling as if nothing had happened prior.

After a long day of shopping with everyone, you were ready to pass out on your bed. Hands full of shopping bags you walked into the beach house determined on falling asleep immediately. “I really wanted that dress!” Belly pouted about a dress she wanted that was sadly out of her budget. The boys walked in after you both, hauling the bags you were unable to carry on your own. The sound of someone clearing their voice stopped all of you. “Why don’t you precious ones join us in the kitchen?!” Your mom spoke. Susannah and Laurel both looked upset.

“What’s going on?” Jeremiah questioned, his eyebrows raised. “You wanna tell them?” Susannah shook her head. Your mom started immediately. “I was cleaning the bathroom today when I found this!” She slammed it onto the counter.

Your pregnancy test. You thought you threw it out. Nausea hit you almost immediately, this wasn’t happening, you were supposed to tell them. You could feel Conrad’s eyes on you out of your peripheral vision. “Who’s is it?” Laurel asked voice raising a little. It was now or never.

Conrad opened his mouth to speak but you beat him to it. “it’s mine” your whispered confession had everyone staring at you. “I’m sorry.” You wrapped your hands around yourself, hoping that would help with the chills you got. “You got my sister pregnant?” Steven yelled, his eyes went from you to Conrad immediately putting all the pieces together. “What the fuck did I say about any of you touching my sisters?” Steven pointed from Jeremiah to Conrad.

“When did you fuck her?” The words were harsh, and it made you feel mortified. “Stop please!” You begged looking at your brother eyes filling with tears. “No I’m not going to stop!” He yelled at you, turning back towards Conrad. Steven immediately brought his hand up swinging, hitting Conrad across the face. Jeremiah immediately stepped in for his brother, holding back a very angry Steven. Laurel immediately scolded her son “calm down right now!” She pointed a finger in his direction.

Jeremiah and belly both forced Steven outside to hopefully calm him down, Both mothers stared at their children in disbelief. “I’m not gonna make you talk now, because of what just happened, but I’m very disappointed in both of you.” Susannah spoke softly walking away followed by Laurel who quickly handed Conrad and ice pack for his face.

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this!” You whispered needing to be in Conrad’s arms. He immediately pulled you into him. “It’s going to be okay baby.”

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conniesanchor · 9 months

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hello! can i request a fic (conrad x fem!reader) where conrads girlfriend just got her wisdom teeth out, and he takes care of her? thank you!

yes, thank you so much for requesting <3

it took conrad way longer than it should have to get you into bed than it should have. the stairs were the biggest problem. now, you were under the covers, and your mouth was in a ridiculous amount of pain. you weren't sure that the numbing medicine was doing anything, but maybe it was, and without it, it would hurt a lot more.

tears were streaming down your face, as conrad sat beside you, trying to feed you ice cream. "no, connie! i don't want it!" you snapped, turning your head away, which only caused the ice cream to land on your chest, which led you to cry even more.

he knew that it wasn't you talking or crying for that matter. it was the drugs, but it still hurt him to know. "baby, it's okay." he spoke, wiping the ice cream off of you with a paper towel. "see, all gone."

you looked at him, really looked at him, and somehow you cried even more. "i love you so much." you stuttered, moving your hand to place it onto his cheek. "you're so pretty, you know?"

he laughed at that, "all you baby. you're the prettiest girl in the whole world."

"really, even like this?" you questioned, eyes wide.

"especially like this." he assured you, placing a kiss atop your forehead. "now, wanna eat some ice cream f'me? it'll make you feel better, baby."

you didn't want the ice cream. it hurt to eat, but you didn't want to disappoint your boyfriend, so you ate it anyway. you slept for the rest of the day, and conrad let you. he didn't wake you when he needed to replace the cotton in your mouth or when you were drooling on the pillow. and you were still the most gorgeous girl on the planet; to him, at least

#conrad fisher x you #conrad fisher x reader #tsitp conrad #conrad fisher #conrad fisher fluff #team conrad #conrad fisher x female!reader

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jammysworks · 9 months

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hihihi, could i request conrad and reader fucking in missionary? like i just can’t get out of my mind how much he’d love this position getting to watch your eyes rollback and circle on your clit at the same time? oh my godddddd

i tried to proofread this as much as possible. my cat kept crawling on my laptop while i was writing 😭

smut below the cut

18+ MDNI

warnings: smut, punishment, light teasing is mentioned, making out/steamy grinding, dry humping, p in v, penetration, missionary position, clitoral stimulation, dacryphilia, squirting, overstimulation, language usage, pet names (baby, con, connie, etc.), manhandling, mating press, slight bondage, college mentioned once or twice, vaginal fingering, masturbation, phone sex, daddy kink (two times), light pain kink, unprotected sex (don't be stupid please), creampie, proofread, conrad being a meanie

word count: 0.6k

it started with you and conrad making out on his bedroom floor, both sitting atop his gray and white carpet, slowly grinding against one another. you pushed yourself higher up his thigh until you rested against his clothed cock. in a teasing matter, you began lightly humping his growing hard-on. the friction being just enough to feel but not enough to release; this setting a ticking time bomb off inside of him. his hands immediately gripping onto your hips and pushing his own in an upward position and forcing yours down. the action causing a whine to emit from the smaller individual above him.

you knew his sexual frustration was through the roof due to college, and you missed him so much. after a while, stuffing yourself full of your fingers and favorite dildo began to become a reminder that your baby isn't home. no matter how many times you would cum while on the phone with conrad, it never felt as good as it does when he fucks you dumb on his cock. it was the same with him. he would wrap his hand tightly around his cock pushing at any attempt he can to make it feel like your pretty pussy squeezing him. "missed you s' much con!" you'd babble out right before cumming another time, coating your dildo in slick and cream. "i know, baby, i know"

...

his hips pistoned into yours, causing loud sobs and whines to release from your red and swollen lips. every thrust punctuating your punishment as conrad inched the pads of his fingers closer to your clit, rubbing light circles into the bud pushing you closer to your second orgasm. “wait con-waittt..ple—ahh!—please daddy!” you yelped, pushing your hand back against his abdomen attempting to slow his thrusts with every fiber of your strength. “hmm?” he groaned as his hips began to speed up their process. “connie it-ooh! feels weird..” the sentence babbling out as fluent as you possibly could, your body pulling away from his torture. your acrylics slightly digging into the skin of his abdomen trying to get him to let off your poor overstimulated pussy :(.

"move your hand. you can take it cmon' don't run from it baby." he grunted aloud, his own hand gripping onto yours and pressing it firmly beside your head, eyes rolling back as your body went limp. liquid squirting onto conrad's abs and dripping down your thighs. the stickiness causing a sloppy noise to echo throughout the room.

his cock pulsing against your walls as your face became a slight red tint from embarrassment, the feelings becoming short-lived as his thrusts continued, his hands trailing down and reaching the back of your knees, lifting your ankles onto his shoulders.

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you were practically being folded in half with the way your thighs were pressed against your chest, the pain from your stretching muscles only doubling the pleasure. "s' too much-- oh my..hah.. daddy!..no more.." the sentence babbling out of your mouth while he continued to fuck you dumb on his cock. you can't even remember how many times conrad has made you cream and squirt on him, the pleasure-induced haze you spiraled into turned your brain into mush. the only thing you can think about is the in and out motion against your walls as well as the burning sensation the rough pad of his thumb left behind every time he would rub your clit to aid you in cumming.

conrad's own release came closer as he slowed yet deepened his thrusts. his head rolling back as spurts of warm, sticky liquid dripped down your pussy lips and rolled onto the sheets below. his pointer and middle finger drifted across the purple and red tinted marks dancing on your skin. "did so good for me baby." he said, punctuating his sentence with a kiss.

#the summer i turned pretty #tsitp #tsitp s2 #tsitp smut #conrad fisher #conrad fisher smut #tsitp conrad #conrad fisher imagine #conrad #tw smut #x reader #x fem reader #x female reader #x female y/n

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v1olentdelights · 3 months

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A Day to Forget

fisher brothers x fisher!reader TW: alludes to previous comments about weight and looks, current comments about appearance, uncomfortable presence of a father, laurel making an oopsies- Summary: Adam makes an unwanted appearance... a/n: I feel like Laurel would know that Adam and the reader have a bad relationship, so I changed it a tiny bit!

The Fourth of July had to have been one of your favorite holidays. The sun, the food, the laughter, card games, drinks, parties, you honestly could go on and on about how much you loved it. This year, you had gotten a new bathing suit your mother and brothers approved of (not that you needed it, but it was nice to have) that you would be wearing along with some linen overalls.

While your mother and Laurel were out with Belly to grab some things from the store, you, Conrad, and Jeremiah were left to set up the house. You were dancing around a little to your chosen music as you put out the napkins and paper plates, much to Jeremiah's disliking. There was a knock at the door and while you would have offered to get it, Jeremiah was quick to launch himself down the hall, as far away from your music choice as possible.

It wasn’t hard to hear the disdain in his voice as he addressed whoever was at the door. This caused you and Conrad to exchange confused expressions before he went down the hall as well. You were sure they’d just shoo you away, but you made your way down as well. It wasn’t hard to catch sight of the brunette head of hair, the one thing that set you and your brothers apart from your father.

“I just came to drop this off,” he gestures to the small box wrapped in firework patterned paper “I’m not trying to create any trouble boys.” He sounded surprised. Did he expect to be welcomed right away? You tried to peer over your brother’s shoulders and apparently had done so because your father cut off his next plea and pushed past the boys to see you.

“Hey honey,” He looked you up and down, examining you from head to toe, you just knew he was going to make a comment about how you look.

“That’s an interesting choice of clothing.” Both of the boys make an exasperated clearing of the throat noise, Adam rolls his eyes and without even looking at them “I just mean, don’t you want to cover up a bit more? You are showing a lot of skin.”

“Dad, what are you doing?” Jeremia sounded more tired of this even than upset.

“You can’t just say shit like that, dad. Especially not to your daughter of all people, sometimes I see why mom-

“Adam!” Laurel cuts off whatever Conrad was about to stay. Again you peer over someone's shoulder, they are all too tall for their own good. Crossing your arms in hopes to pull everything that is sticking out back in.

“Laurel, finally someone reasonable.” He turns but puts his arm around your shoulders, something that wouldn’t set you off if it were anyone else. Your eyes start to water but you manage to hold it in not wanting to cause an even bigger scene. Conrad notices this and pushes Adams arm off before pulling you behind him.

“Can’t you see that she’s uncomfortable?” Somehow he keeps his voice down, and for that you are thankful. “Just leave, it's obvious no one wants you here anyways.”

“Yeah.” Jeremiah adds as he points to the open door, Laurel still watching from the porch.

“Well then, I see I’m unwelcome…” he trails off before huffing and pushing the wrapped up box into your hands before stepping outside where both mothers are standing. As soon as Adam is in his car Laurel is quick to face you.

“Darling, I am sorry. I told him to arrive later, when I knew you and the kids would be gone so you wouldn’t have to see him. But obviously he can’t listen to directions,” she sighed and rolled her eyes “I’m sorry we weren’t here.”

“It’s fine, thank you Laurel.” You pull her into a hug and she holds you a moment longer, giving you a tight squeeze.

“You alright, bug?” Conrad asks with concern still shining in his eyes after you pull away from the hug.

“I’m alright. Thank you, Connie.” you smile before going to help the others grab the bags from the car.

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jahayla-parker · 8 months

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Boy Friends : Conrad Fisher x Reader Smut Epilogue

Description: 3,370 wc SMUT, the ending to Boy Friends -a jealous!Conrad fic available here.

Warnings: 18+ only, smut, MDNI, oral sex both male and female receiving, vaginal penetration, explicit sexual content, riding, praise and praise!kink, cum, cum swallowing, orgasms, very light nipple play.

Y/n ran her hands down Conrad’s chest slowly. “Are you okay now?” She whispered, stepping closer to her boyfriend.

Conrad grinned down at y/n and hummed. “Never better,” he confessed.

“Yeah?” Y/n asked, batting her eyelashes dramatically. She licked her bottom lip and tucked it between her teeth as she stared expectantly at Conrad.

“Yeah, thank you, darling,” Conrad replied, snaking his arms around y/n’s waist. His hands rested on the back pockets of her shorts.

“Of course, Connie,” y/n purred. She bent her head until her lips met Conrad’s neck. The second her plump lips grazed his suntanned skin, Conrad let out a soft moan.

Conrad tightened his hold on y/n. After he’d pulled her closer, her body now flush against his chest, he hummed to himself.

“So then I guess you don’t need me to show you just how much I love you,” y/n mumbled lowly, placing a wet kiss to Conrad’s neck. She laced her fingers in the hair at the bottom of his head and tugged lightly. “Remind you what separates my boy friends like Jere from you, my boyfriend,” y/n whispered against Conrad’s heated neck, “hmm?”.

Conrad groaned, the noise coming out almost in a growl. “Don’t use Jeremiah’s name in the same sentence as boy friend,” he muttered enviously, pulling y/n closer to him by sliding his hands into her back pockets. “Even if as boy friends and not boyfriend,” Conrad directed, leaning into y/n’s lips as they rested on his collarbone.

Y/n played with his hair with pretend innocence. “Still jealous there, Con?” She questioned, hinting that she was offering to try a different remedy than her more pure attempts from earlier. Y/n moved her hands to Conrad’s chest as she stared up into his eyes.

Conrad rolled his eyes as if offended by y/n’s insinuation. But, his flushed cheeks gave away his other thoughts. “I thought I didn’t need to be,” Conrad argued, raising his eyebrow as he gazed down at y/n.

“You don’t,” y/n agreed with a smirk, trailing her hand over her boyfriend’s torso. “But,” she hummed quietly before biting her bottom lip. In a sultry voice, her hands roaming Conrad’s body, she purred, “it seems like maybe I need to prove that to you”.

Conrad’s adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. He could already feel the tension between his penis and the previously-loose material of his shorts intensifying. “I won’t oppose to that,” Conrad accepted, his voice merely a shaky whimper. He could’ve sworn he was going to lose his mind as he watched y/n lower half to the ground in front of him.

Conrad took an impassioned breath as he watched y/n kneel before him, her fingers already hooked under his waistband. He licked his lips while she worked to free him from his shorts. Conrad shivered as y/n’s nails faintly dragged along his engorged skin.

Y/n smirked as she lowered Conrad’s swim trunks to his feet, his dick eagerly springing upwards. “Mmmm honey look at you,” she said zealously, sliding her pointer finger down the path of Conrad’s v-line. “Ready for me already?” y/n asked as she brought her hand closer to his dick. “You just can’t wait to feel my lips on your cock, can you, Connie?” Y/n purred, the back of her fingers teasingly stroking down his length.

Conrad whimpered, his eyes screwed shut in lust. “Y/n…, I-,” He babbled incoherently. Conrad lazily opened his eyes, enlarged pupils now drawing in the sight before him. He gasped as y/n pressed her palms into his hips and pushed him backwards. A tiny surprised laugh left Conrad’s lips as his back landed onto the mattress.

Y/n wasted no time kneeling on the bed and crawling back to Conrad. She made her lips swollen and plump by biting and licking them erotically as she neared her boyfriend. Y/n settled her knees on the outside of Conrad’s thighs as her upper body towered over him.

Despite Conrad’s slightly dazed state, he was cognizant enough to remember he needed to grab something first. He chuckled sweetly at the confused expression on y/n’s face as he turned slightly and reached for his nightstand. Conrad wordlessly flipped back around, a hair tie now between his fingers as he returned to his original position under y/n. He signaled for her to lower her head to his chest, smiling to himself as her hair sprawled across his torso and lower neck. Conrad quickly tied up y/n’s hair in a horribly messy knot, grinning at her as she lifted her head back up.

Conrad saw the surprised expression on his girlfriend’s face and chuckled briefly. He smirked. “Please,” Conrad scoffed lightheartedly, his fingers trailing y/n’s waist. “You know how much I love to see your pretty face when you suck me off”.

“Mmmm,” y/n nodded with a matching smirk. She let her eyes flicker from Conrad’s face for a moment as she grabbed his hard-on. Y/n breathily hummed encouragingly as she stroked the backside of Conrad’s shaft. She bit back a smug smile as she felt him already twitching in her hands.

Y/n smirked at just how easily she could rile Conrad up. She lowered her mouth onto him, proudly accepting his full length in one go. Y/n puffed her cheeks, intentionally letting the steamy air in her mouth hit his erection. She didn’t involve her tongue yet in her enrapture of Conrad, just having her trapped breath cascade over him. Her actions made him whimper as he shifted against the bedding under him.

Y/n narrowed her cheeks, her lips pursed tightly around Conrad’s dick. Her tight encirclement explored its prey as she leisurely pulled her head backwards. Just as y/n’s lips slid off Conrad’s length, he instinctually lifted his hips upwards, closer to her face. “Shhh,” y/n whispered sweetly, “just sit back and relax, Connie”.

Y/n took a recharging breath before sultrily rewetting her inflamed lips. “It’s my job to take care of you tonight,” y/n’s saccharine voice promised, “I’m going to show you the exclusive benefits to being my boyfriend”. She watched as Conrad’s eyes widened with excitement.

Y/n tauntingly lowered her head right above where she was steadying his erection. She teasingly gazed up Conrad, batting her eyes visible to him just over his tip. Y/n kitten licked his tip as she maintained eye contact. Upon seeing Conrad’s white hot reaction to her touch, she lapped her tongue further down on him.

Even as Conrad moaned loudly and gripped the sheets, Y/n took her time reminding him of the ways in which she was his. She slowly took more and more of him in her mouth, twirling her tongue around him. Y/n knew her jaw was going to be sore tomorrow as her lips held his twitching dick steady. Eventually, due to Conrad’s burning desire for more of her, she had to rest her hands on his hips to keep him from bucking. Tonight was her night to work, not his.

Y/n continued to suck Conrad off, a smug glint in her eyes as she watched her boyfriend squirm over her touch. She wordlessly moved one hand from his hip, trailing it upwards sensually until it cupped his left ballsack. Y/n squeezed him as she pulled her lips off briefly in need of air.

Despite y/n still playing erotically with his balls as she caught her breath, Conrad wanted to check in. “Are-,” he moaned, “fuuck…”. Conrad chuckled breathily at himself. “Are you doing okay?” He asked considerately, his fingers lazily running down y/n’s cheek.

Y/n smiled appreciatively at her adoring and chivalrous boyfriend. She nodded, taking another deep breath to refill her tired lungs. “Yes,” y/n answered upon seeing Conrad’s silent but knowing look; she needed to answer with her words for him to be satisfied with her state. Y/n lifted her other hand from Conrad’s hip and used it to stroke his damp dick. Both hands rubbed their respected treasures in the way she knew he loved. Once she felt she’d sufficiently caught her breath, she licked her lips as she lowered her head back down to his twitching member.

“You’re doing so good, Conrad,” y/n praised as her tongue slid off of him. “You taste so good,” she complimented, going back in for another taste. She moaned around his girth, eyes closed as Conrad’s audible moan erupted into the bedroom. But, y/n could tell he was holding back; she knew her man too well. “Don’t be shy, I want to hear how good you feel”.

Y/n’s praise and encouraging request made Conrad crumble. His hips sank into the sheets, his abdomen and torso curling forward and up slightly. Conrad grabbed onto the messy knot he’d tied y/N’s hair into moments before, needing to hold something. “F-fuck,” Conrad moaned loudly as stars clouded his vision.

“That’s it, baby,” y/n purred, one hand still grasping his balls, the other now drawing circles on his v-line.

“Y/n,” Conrad moaned, his head heavy against his mattress. “I-I…I’m…” he stuttered, moaning again as y/n’s teeth tenderly grazed his cock. Conrad took a shaky breath as he tried to warn her of what was coming. “B-babe,” he huffed, “I’m gonna.. c-cu-“.

Y/n leaned back, lips momentarily parting from Conrad’s trembling cock. She gazed lovingly at her lustful boyfriend. Y/n smiled and nodded, “that’s fine”. She watched the relief cross Conrad’s glossy eyes as she dropped her head back down to his waist.

Y/n felt Conrad’s fingers tugging at the hair in her messy updo as her tongue swirled along his cock. She focused her movements on helping him cross the finish-line, her tongue sneaking down to his trigger point. Y/n showed Conrad she knew his body like nothing and no one else, her tongue pressing tenderly on the spot she knew would get him. She smugly moaned against his cock as he tightened his grip on her hair as her tongue merely grazed what was essentially his cum release button.

Y/n quickly sucked on Conrad’s erupting dick, swallowing his heated release. She continued to lap up his release with soft strokes along his shaft.

Conrad moaned sinfully as he struggled to keep his eyes open. He loved the sight of y/n orally pleasing him as if her life depended on it. But, the ecstasy of his high made his eyes feel heavy. Even as his eyes reluctantly shut, his lips continued to praise her name.

Y/n pulled back, licking the remaining drops of Conrad’s salty cum off her lips. She analyzed his fucked out expression, smiling as he slowly opened his eyes again. “Hey, baby,” she cooed, letting go of Conrad’s heated pelvis and cupping his face.

“Th-thank-,” Conrad breathed heavily, heavy fingers dancing on y/n’s cheek.

“Shhh,” y/n lovingly cut Conrad off, “I’m here for you, babe.” She gently lifted his hand off her cheek and pressed a kiss to it. “Anything else I can do for my lovely boyfriend?”

Y/n noticed Conrad’s shy smile and slight apprehension. She knew that meant he had a desire for her to fulfill but didn’t want to push her too hard. She’d learned long ago that Conrad could easily go multiple rounds but always worried about overdoing it with regards to her sake. “Tell me, Connie,” y/n whispered, batting her eyelashes slowly.

Conrad seemed to take y/n’s repeated question as reassurance of her ability to keep going. He smiled lazily, “I want you to ride my face”.

Y/n’s eyes widened, not expecting that response. “This is about you, Con-“ she replied, giving him a thankful smile.

“I know,” Conrad said, his voice laced with his appreciation. “But.. Fuck,” he muttered lustfully as he threw his head back against the bed. “Just thinking of it… You… your pussy,” Conrad rambled unintelligently, “…always tastes so good”.

Y/n stared at Conrad. She hadn’t anticipated such a request. Her goal was only to get him off, not attend to herself.

Conrad shot y/n a relaxed smirk. “Come on, sweetie,” he pleaded, “you said you wanted to remind me of the privileges I get by not only being a boy whose a friend, but your boyfriend”. Conrad drew messy shapes on her thighs but his eyes stayed on hers. “Surely you won’t deny me this privilege then, hmm?” he taunted, nonetheless still alert for any sign she might not want this.

Y/n shook her head and grinned bashfully at Conrad. She quietly lowered herself off of him and off the bed. Y/n took in the sight before her as she stripped at the end of Conrad’s bed.

Conrad scooted his way up his bed as y/n crawled back onto the mattress. He watched with delight as she moved to straddle his chest. Conrad leaned into her hand as she stroked his face while gazing into his eyes.

As y/n went to move her bottom half to his mouth, Conrad halted her movements. “You’re okay with this right?” He asked respectfully. “We don’t have to do this, if you don’t -“ Conrad continued softly.

Y/n knew if she said no, Conrad would stop whatever he/they were doing without being upset at her. Even now with her current goal in place and Conrad’s mixed emotions over her friendship with Jeremiah, she knew if she stopped now Conrad would still never even jokingly claim she didn’t prove how her feelings for him differed from that towards Jeremiah. But, she wanted this too. It might not have been her intent going into this, but she surely was not going to complain that her boyfriend wanted to eat her out. Especially not when Conrad was sinfully talented with his tongue.

Y/n nodded, “I’ll gladly do anything you want me to baby, just relax for me, yeah?” She hummed, “I want this too”. “Now…Let me take care of my man,” y/n purred as she pressed Conrad’s chest deeper into the mattress.

Conrad moaned as his head flopped back onto his pillow as y/n moved upwards on him. His hands instantly find her bare waist, fingers sinking into the skin of her inner hips as she lowers herself onto his face. As Conrad’s lips greedily made contact with y/n’s private set of lips, they both moaned.

Y/n lowered herself onto Conrad more, practically crying in ecstasy as his tongue dived into her. She began rolling her hips in dramatized circles, head tilted back and resting against her neck. Y/n whimpered sinfully as Conrad started to suck her folds into his hungry mouth.

Y/n panted with ecstasy as Conrad’s smug chuckle at her reaction vibrated against her. She moved further up to the headboard, grabbing the top edge of it as she let more of her weight fall on Conrad. Y/n wrote Conrad’s name in cursive with her hips as his grip on her tightened.

Y/n obeyed Conrad’s request as he tapped on her thigh to signal for her to let the rest of her weight rest on him. She sank down completely into Conrad’s face, his moan ricocheting deep inside of her. “That’s good, baby,” y/n mewled, wishing she could somehow sink into him further. “Fuck,” she purred, hands sliding down Conrad’s headboard until they found an accessible part of his hair. “Holy-, you’re…, making me feel so good, Connie,” y/n praised in a whimpering voice.

Conrad graciously lapped up y/n’s juices, savoring the taste. He slid one hand to her ass, giving it a hard squeeze. Conrad gasped when y/n unexpectedly not only moaned but thrusted her hips forward against his nose. Conrad purred into y/n, squeezing her asscheeks again to hear her moan his name.

Conrad’s other hand blindly explored upwards under y/n’s shirt, tugging at the fabric in his way.

Y/n quickly pulls the shirt over her head and tosses it to the floor. She gasped as Conrad effortlessly managed to untie her swimsuit top despite her once again seated on his face and blocking his view. Y/n could feels Conrad smirk proudly against her folds causing her to whimper.

Conrad cupped y/n’s breast in his large hand and started to blindly play with it. His tongue enjoying the way her juices flowed in response. Conrad used his thumb to tenderly play with y/n’s hardened nipple. He could tell by the pulsations in her cunt just how much she was enjoying this; enjoying him.

It took Y/n a moment to pull herself back to her self-assigned task, the unbelievable ecstasy having temporarily distracted her. She focused on the amazing sensation of Conrad’s skilled tongue exploring her inner walls. Y/n took advantage of his tongue’s current position and tightened her vaginal walls around it. “Conrad!” she screamed in pure bliss he responded to her clenching with a hearty moan that vibrated against her as both of his hands tightening their hold on her. Y/n couldn’t hold back the gush of fluids that poured into Conrad’s all too eager mouth.

Conrad pulled y/n’s hips upwards on his face as he drank her sweet release. He felt y/n tug at his hair as she bent her head backwards with a beautiful whine.

Y/n reached behind herself, stretching her fingers as she took hold of Conrad’s once again hardened cock. Simultaneously, she slid the other hand to his neck. Normally, she’d leave a hickey for him to notice the next day. But, given Conrad was still actively eating her out, her mouth couldn’t reach. So instead, y/n pinched some of the skin on his neck in between her thumb and pointer finger and tenderly rolled it with some light pressure.

Conrad’s moan caused his neck to vibrate against y/n’s hold. She grinned, stifling her lustful panting as she focused on making him feel even better. Y/n twisted the hand that was holding onto Conrad’s cock. Her actions made Conrad nip slightly at her insides.

Y/n reactively tightened around Conrad’s tongue, her hips lifting some before going back down onto his face. She lovingly rubbed his shaft as she purred. “Fuck, you’re so big, babe,” she praised. Y/N’s leg shook as Conrad thanked her by slamming his tongue against her g-spot. “A-and s-so talented with that tongue,” she mewled.

Y/n resisted the urge to cum as she continued to ride Conrad’s face. The sheer ecstasy stemming from his mouth exploring and setting claim to her pussy was mind blowing. Y/n suspected Conrad must’ve known she was resisting her climax as he brought one hand up to her clit as he began sucking on her cunt. “Ahhh, Connie!” She screamed, eyes screwed shut.

Conrad greedily pulled on y/n’s hips, guiding her pussy harder against his lips. He stroked her thigh lovingly as he helped her ride out her high. Conrad’s pace on her clit never faltered even as he inhaled her aroma and effortlessly lapped up her orgasm.

When she finally came down from her climax, y/n brought her attention back to Conrad once again. She slid her throbbing cunt down his face and onto his chest. As she looked over her shoulder, y/n could visibly confirm that Conrad was close to another orgasm himself. Therefore, as she listened to Conrad whine over the break of contact despite panting for air, she made a plan.

“Shh, handsome,” y/n smoothly instructed, “I told you I’d take care of you”. Before Conrad could even question it, she swung around on him until she was straddling him facing away. His hand had barely come up to steady her ass as she lowered her mouth back onto his cock. Y/n quickly sucked off the pre cum that had already released before she’d even reconnected her mouth to him. She made rocking wavelike motions with her lips against his twitching shaft. Y/n’s tongue played tauntingly with his dripping tip.

Before y/n could take any further action, she felt Conrad’s cock twitch uncontrollably as he squeezed her ass. Y/n heard his satisfied moan echo into the air as Conrad ejaculated into her mouth. She took her sweet time licking him clean while placing kisses to his sensitive cock.

When y/n’s lips officially left Conrad’s dick, she carefully spun around so she could see him. She proudly grinned upon seeing the fucked senseless look on Conrad’s face. “I’m so damn glad I’m your boyfriend,” he mumbled with a shit eating grin as y/n played with his messy hair.

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The summer I’ve waited for

Jeremiah fisher x female reader

TW: drinking, swearing.

Description: you’ve been friends with Jeremiah forever, back in Boston you are inseparable, what happens when he invites you to cousins this summer

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You met Jeremiah at school when you were 12, he’s always been funny and kind, he was nice to you when no one else was.

You were best friends since the first moment you met, the only thing that sucked was that he was never around for summer.

But this year, at 16 he invited you with, Susannah was so happy you were coming with, Belly would have a girlfriend and she loved you like her own.

The drive down to cousins was long, Conrad drove, Susannah scrolled through her phone in the passengers seat while you sat in the back with Jeremiah.

Your leg was bouncing up and down rapidly, what if it was awkward, what if belly didn’t like you, what if you ruined the perfect summers Jeremiah spoke of so often-

Your thoughts were broken when jere put his hand on your bouncing leg.

“Hey what’s wrong?” He frowned.

“Just nervous.” You shook your head.

“It’ll be so fun having you around, and I already know belly will love you, besides you’ll have me by your side, you’re stuck with me for three whole months.”

You couldn’t help but smile, he had no idea how much you liked him, he was the only boy you’d liked for 5 years. Spending 3 months with him sounded like heaven.

When you arrived Jeremiah showed you your room, right across from his. The house was gorgeous and the sound of the waves was magical.

You sat outside by the pool looking out at the ocean once you’d unpacked. Absolutely mesmerized.

It wasn’t until you saw Conrad, Jeremiah and Steven (you’d seen him in photos) throwing belly into the pool while she kicked and screamed.

“You guys that wasn’t funny.” Belly spoke.

“Yeah guys not cool.” You walked behind both Conrad and Jeremiah, hands around their waists. As they both turned to look at you, you pushed as hard as you could pushing them both in too.

They both yelled and you and belly laughed.

“I love her!” Belly laughed and smiled at Jeremiah, gesturing to you.

“Yeah me too.” He smiled subtly and looked down at the water, making you blush.

It was a few days later that you sat at the kitchen island waiting to watch a movie with belly and the moms that belly said something that surprised you.

“You know I’m so happy i finally got to meet you cause you’re like really cool, and because jere talks about you non-stop, he thinks you’re so smart and he tells us all these stories about you being like the coolest person.” Belly rambled.

“All good things I hope.” You chuckled, blushing slightly. “ I’m sure he doesn’t talk about me that much.”

“No there was a point I wanted to be you, and I hadn’t even seen your photo- I was like 12 but still”

You both giggled.

Summer went on, you went to parties with jere and he taught you how to play beer pong, you both sang karaoke at this tiki bar on Saturdays, he showed you all of his favorite spots in cousins. Late night drives and long walks on the beach.

Everything was perfect except you couldn’t help but feel that he loved belly…..and it hurt.

But there were moments where you allowed yourself to dream, to feel as though he liked you back.

The night by the pool when lover came on the speaker and you smiled at the sound of your favorite song.

“Let’s dance.” Jeremiah spoke. You looked up at him as he stood up and held out his hand. “You need to practice anyway.” Referring to the deb ball, belly begged you to do it with her.

You didn’t know how the hell to find a date, you only liked, and wanted one guy.

You smiled and gave him your hand. He pulled you up and held your waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck and you began to sway. He spun you around slowly once or twice but soon it was just the two of you in this moment, looking into each others eyes.

“You’re a good dancer.” You whispered.

“I have a good partner.” He smiled, both of your cheeks burning.

Then there was the day you tried on your debutante dress, you looked in your bedroom mirror, only seeing the parts of yourself you hated.

That’s when Jere barged in with a smile, rambling about something Steven just did, but when you turned around he stopped dead.

“Holy shit…” he let out.

“I know-“ your voice was laced with insecurities but he didn’t let you fished before moving closer and making you spin around.

“You’re perfect.” He smiled and held your cheeks, you leaned into his touch wishing this moment would last.

Tears filled your eyes, he was healing all your wounds, damage he didn’t even cause.

“Thank you.” You smiled back.

When Taylor came out for belly’s birthday she bought belly a purple swimsuit, she had a pink one and she had bought you a dark blue one, because she knew belly liked you, and wanted you to be included.

You were insecure, people at school had bullied you your whole life, your weight fluctuated a lot and you weren’t exactly comfortable in a bikini.

When you didn’t go down to the pool after about 20mins jere came to look for you…

He found you in your bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror in your new bikini with tears running down your cheeks

“Hey hey hey, what’s wrong?” He asked with a frown, immediately pulled you into his chest.

You hugged him tightly and he stroked your hair.

“I hate it.” You chocked.

“What? What do you hate?” He held your shoulders looking at your face now.

“Me, they way I look, fuck, I look like a whale compared to them.”

Jeremiah almost laughed.

“Them? Belly and taylor?”

“Yeah and like every other girl at this stupid beach.” You cried more, but he wiped away the tears that fell.

“Turn around.” He smiled, you grumpily spun.

“Exactly what I thought, no sign of a whale…and y/n….you’re hot, don’t tell belly or Taylor I said this but you’re like way hotter than them.” He exclaimed.

You chocked a laugh.

“Really?” You frowned again.

“Definitely.” He hugged you again, and made jokes as you washed your face before following him back to the pool.

“I found her!!! She was trying to make sure she was still hotter than all of us.” He joked as you walked out the doors to the pool.

Taylor smiled, “I knew that bikini was your color, it’s literally so hot.” Belly nodded in agreement.

Steven gawked at you as you climbed into the pool and belly hit him on the head.

It wasn’t until you were walking along the beach as the sun set, a week till the deb ball and still you had no date.

“Hey!” Jeremiah called as he ran down the beach to catch up.

“Hey.” You smiled back.

You talked about a lot of things as the sun began to set.

“Still no date?” He asked.

You shook your head,

“Seriously? I don’t believe no one’s asked you.” He spoke as if you were the most precious thing that any guy would want.

You shook your head again, a few guys had asked, but you didn’t really want to go with them. So you told them no.

You continued to talk about the ball.

“Mom told Conrad to ask Belly, but I think she’ll be pissed if she finds out he didn’t actually want to ask her you know?” He spoke.

“Yeah, I’d be pissed if that happened to me.”

“That’s why I swore off these things, drama creating nonsense, I’d only make an exception for this one girl-“ he spoke slowly but you cut him off.

“Yeah, it sucks that Conrad’s taking her-“

“What?” He stopped walking.

“You like belly….don’t you?” You frowned.

He scoffed and looked off to the side.

“You’re really really dumb for someone with straight A’s, you know that?” He asked.

You frowned even more.

“I’d make an exception for you n/n….”

Your whole world stopped for a minute, looking into his ocean eyes.

“I’m just waiting for you to ask me……” he looked at his feet.

“I didn’t ask because I needed to know you wanted this, I couldn’t do it because i could never forgive myself if I screwed this up, us…” he looked back up at you.

Your heart was pounding, your head was exploding and your stomach erupted with butterflies.

“Will you go to the ball with me Jere?” You smiled.

He sighed with relief and smiled the biggest you e ever seen.

“Fuck yes!!!!” He wrapped his arms around you and spun you in the air before putting you down.

You laughed, feeling on top of the world.

“You sure about this?” He asked looking down at you.

“It’s been five years of crushing, I’m sure.” You joked.

“Good because I really want to kiss you.” He smiled.

He leaned in and your lips met, it was like two pieces of a puzzle. So passionate yet soft. This was the summer you’d always wanted, the summer you waited for.

As you broke apart for air you both smiled and entangled your hands, and you walked home in the dark, waves crashing against your ankles.

“I liked you before we were even friends you know.” Jeremiah spoke up.

“What?”

“Yeah, I saw you in the hallway one day and I knew, that the pretty girl by locker 34 was going to be my wife one day.”

You smiled, and laughed with him, as you swing your hands back and forth.

“Really? I still had braces….why me?” You asked with a frown.

“Because I love you, you idiot!” He yelled, he turned and kissed you for the second time that night. You smiled into the kiss, and the waves crashed into your calves.

“I love you too…I always have.” You told him. “And I’m not sure about ‘wife’ just yet, but I’m just waiting for you to ask me..” you quoted his words from earlier.

He smiled and got down on one knee, his shorts were wet and your dress was blowing in the wind. You threw your head back in a smile.

“Y/n l/n, will you make me the happiest golden retriever and be my girlfriend,”

“Fuck yes!!!!”

He got up and you held onto each other like it was the last time you’d hug.

When you arrived back at the house, he dragged you up to his room, rummaging in his drawer to find something.

“I uh- I got this for your birthday last year, but I chickened out of giving it to you because I though it might overstep a boundary or something.” He explained as he sat next to you on his bed and handed you a box.

You carefully took off the lid and revealed a sliver locket, the letter J engraved on the front, you opened it up and on the left was a picture on Jeremiah giving you a piggy back ride, both of you smiling so widely. And on the right the lyrics ‘at every table I’ll save you a seat’ were engraved in cursive.

You closed the locket and stared at the J, then at him, tears in your eyes.

“Because I really know you.” He pointed at his initial.

You smiled, tears falling.

“I love you, you’re perfect.” You smiled, looking at his beautiful eyes, and smile, thinking of how thoughtful he was, how kind, how funny, he was yours, and you were his.

He helped you out the necklace on, and you never took it off

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