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A Good Catch ~ Part 1

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Pairings: Shanks x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4367

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 (End)

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Summary: You are an unlucky fisherwoman having a bad day, until a red haired pirate captain offers to help you out. You're pretty sure he only makes it worse.

Rating/Warnings: 18+ ONLY, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Eventual Smut, Fluff, Angst, Teasing, Flirting, I feel like there's some romance tropes I could tag, but I usually just write smut, so please let me know what silly tropes I have in here 😅

A/N: I am having so much fun with this one! I'm doing my best to keep it to 3 parts, so wish me luck 😅 Please enjoy this fluffy first chapter!

“Now I’m gonna get murdered by pirates,” you grumbled to yourself as the ship crept ever closer. “Just fucking perfect.”

The windless sea was no challenge for the massive pirate ship. All you could do was sit with your pile of fish, jealous of the huge oars guiding the threat to you.

Dread loomed as that jolly roger closed the distance, like an animal baring its fangs before it strikes. Crossed blades, and a sinister skull with red stripes over its left eye socket.

You didn’t pay enough attention to the gossip and wanted posters to remember who was headed your way.

Not that it matters. They’re pirates.

It was too much to hope that they’d pass you by.

A few voices carried over from the deck, until a tall man leaned over the side. His bright, red hair hung still against this stupidly windless sky.

“Hey, friend,” he called, the sun at your back giving you a glimpse of his wide smile, even from so high above you.

“We’re not friends,” you countered, crossing your arms to keep him from noticing your shaky hands.

“I suppose not. You seem like you’re in a spot of trouble though, and we’re happy to help.”

His deep voice sounded so friendly. Genuine. Charming.

He’s just trying to lure me into his trap. Who knows what they’d do to me on that ship…

“The sun’s getting pretty low for a small boat to be all the way out here,” he judged, trying to block the glare as he looked down at you. “I don’t think we’ll be getting much more wind today.”

“Thank you, I’ll be fine.”

His pause made your skin itch, wishing he would stop looking at you.

“We can bring your boat with us. I’m assuming you’re from that village a ways to the west?”

It must have been a trick of your eyes, it couldn’t happen so quickly. But you swore the day inched closer to night faster with every second. You watched the light grow golden as it lit up the red haired man, and his pirate ship.

Fuck.

“I refuse to be rescued,” you choked out, nails digging into your arms.

“Okay,” he said in an annoyingly teasing tone, “if you insi–”

“I’ll pay you for the service! I had a great haul before…”

“Sounds good to me,” he laughed, deep and hearty. As if he were truly happy.

You had thought pirates would seem scarier. Maybe this is worse.

You barely heard his shouts as men started to lower ropes down, prepping to save you.

“You should know I’m armed,” you yelled up at the back of his head, continuing when he faced you again. “Anyone touches me, and they’ll lose a hand.”

“I’ll be on my guard then. I’ve been running out of those.”

You didn’t understand, or appreciate his teasing while you waited.

“Welcome aboard!”

Pirates echoed the red haired man’s welcome, and you assumed he was the captain as the rest busied themselves about. He sat on deck, calm as if he hadn’t a care in the world. Now that you were so close, you couldn’t help but notice the rippled muscles of his chest and stomach between his mostly open shirt.

Besides the cloak over his shoulders, he didn’t seem to wear anything that could mark him as captain. Unless his red hair, and three scars over his left eye…

“Oh.”

“Oh,” he asked, moving to stand beside you.

“The jolly roger,” you pointed to the menacing skull. “You must be the captain.”

“Good eye,” he leaned in with a smile.

His smile should have a completely different word. The sight from your boat was nothing compared to seeing the way this man's lips curled slowly, the left side starting first as it grew, as if he was enjoying the act of smiling itself. And his eyes…

His eyes were way too close to you.

“Are you alright?”

Concern broke that smile, and he called for someone to bring water.

Your face flushed, hot to the tips of your ears. You realized that you hadn’t heard what the pirate had said because you were too busy swooning over his pretty eyes.

The water was welcome, and you gulped half of it down, suddenly embarrassed about how fucking fishy you must smell with your day’s catch beside you.

“Is there anything else you need, miss…”

Trying to catch your eyes, the pirate leaned toward you. He reached for your shoulder, and you jumped back, spilling water down your chest.

“I’m so sorry, love. I forgot about your warning.”

His soothing voice felt real as he went to a knee in front of you.

“I do hope you will spare me my fate, I swear that no one on this boat will forget it again.”

He’s really too charming. He’s either the sweetest person in the world, or some sort of demon with powers of seduction.

You nodded. It wasn’t like you could truly defend yourself anyway. The fear of being at their mercy kept you hyper aware of all the moving bodies around you.

“How long until we’re at the village?”

The sun was almost gone from the sky now, and you just wanted to be home. To scrub this stupid day away, and pass out.

“It should be about three days from now.”

“Three,” you choked out, dropping the now empty mug of water, which he caught without taking his eyes off of yours.

“We’ve got some business on the other side of the island. We'll be stopping by the village to restock supplies before we head out.”

“You didn’t tell me that,” you snapped, voice louder than you meant it.

He just smirked, tilting his head.

“Sorry, love. Would you like us to toss you overboard? I don’t think you had many rescuers lined up.”

For some reason, you couldn’t get your mouth to remember that these men could kill you as you growled back at him.

“You didn’t rescue me. I paid you for a trip back to the village.”

His lips quirked as if he was fighting not to smile again. He looked down at your haul, fish still flapping in the net.

“That is a really nice haul, miss. Afraid it’s not enough for a direct trip, though.”

Pirates came to take your fish away, and it broke the spell his irritating eyes had on you.

“Please, save this one! You can have it, just… Make sure you cook it well.”

The two men with the net followed your gesture to that fish, assuring you they would obey before taking it away.

“Why’s that one special?”

The weight of this long ass day hit you, a heavy sigh leaving your lips before you looked back at that pretty captain.

“It was a good catch.”

He huffed a laugh, the clear amusement he got from your words making you simultaneously annoyed, and pleased. You were mentally smacking yourself for that.

Don’t be attracted to pirates, dumbass.

“I’m Shanks. I don’t know if you heard me before, but…”

Your skin flushed again, and he seemed to notice, a warm, evil smile slowly forming on his lips.

“What’s your name?”

“You don’t need to know it.”

He gave a real laugh then, loud, and infectious. You had to remind yourself that he was laughing at you.

“What would you like us to call you then, huh? “Fish Girl?” Maybe “Fail Boat?” Or how about “Damsel in Distress?” I think I like that–”

You ripped your hand back as soon as you’d realized what you’d done.

But it was too late.

Your idiotic, suicidal hand had shot out and smacked him, hard, right in the center of that gorgeous chest of his.

The deck roared with laughter while you shook with horror. Shanks had looked down at his chest, and when he lifted his face to yours he looked stunned. If you hadn’t just signed your own death warrant, you might have thought his face comical, brows raised high, with his mouth and eyes wide.

“Go easy on the girl, captain,” teased a tall man with gray hair, shaking his head at Shanks.

“Yeah, come on, captain! What kinda hospitality are you giving, insulting our guest like that?”

A whole group of pirates crowded around him, reprimanding him, and giving him a few gentle punches and shoves.

Your mouth hung open. The sight of these pirates being so playfully disrespectful toward their captain didn’t fit in your brain. None of this made sense with what pirates were supposed to be like.

“Fine. Fine! I’m sorry, miss…”

He’d broken away from his men, leaning toward you with that question.

“Y/N.”

He hit you with a new grin to outshine all the others, making your breath hitch.

“What a beautiful name for a damsel in distress.”

You didn’t need to hit him this time, as pirates did the job for you, even throwing things at him from across the deck.

Maybe it was the overwhelm, the fatigue. Maybe you’d gone insane.

But laughter built in your stomach, growing through your body, until you were shaking with it. You had your hands on your knees as it took you over, and the pirates around you joined in.

How can pirates be laughing and smiling like this with me? How can it be genuine?

Amidst the continued roars of his men, Shanks shook his head, gesturing for you to follow him.

“Where are we going?”

“I’ll show you.”

Frowning at the back of his head, you followed through the wooden halls until he opened a large door, gesturing for you to go inside.

He rolled his eyes when you hesitated, before going in first.

The large room was tiled, with lockers and showers, and there he stood in the center, grinning like a creep.

“I’ll pass,” you deadpanned, backing out the door.

“Come on, fish girl,” he taunted, “you stink, and I think you’ll be easier to clean than the blankets you’ll sleep in tonight.”

Blood rushing to your face again, your mouth opened and closed as anger and embarrassment fought to take over.

Shanks laughed again, but tried to stifle it.

“Sorry, you’re just,” he motioned to his lips, mimicking your movements. “You’re a fish girl.”

“Shut up,” you seethed, leaning toward him. “I’m not taking a shower on a pirate ship when anyone can–”

“I’ll guard the door for you, okay,” he assured, finally seeming to take something seriously. “I’ll make sure no one comes in.”

Now his stupid smile was soft, small, and sweet. You hated it.

“Oh right,” you scoffed, “like I'd trust a pirate captain. Who’s gonna stop you from coming in?”

“What makes you think this pirate captain would even want to come in here, huh?”

“Fuck you,” you breathed, turning to leave.

He was so fast. You jumped back as he blocked the door. He saw your wide eyes, and moved out of the doorway so he wouldn’t block your exit, but he still leaned close.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. Really, okay? I promise I will sit right outside this door, and not let a single person come inside until you’re done. There’s fresh clothes for you over there too. Whatever you need.”

A very fine trembling worked its way around your body as you studied him. It seemed like such a bad idea to trust him.

But you were exhausted.

“You’ll sit in front of the door?”

He straightened up, a look of relief brightening that serious face.

“I will.”

“Will you wear a blindfold?”

“If that’s what it takes,” he agreed with a smirk.

“And let me tie your hands behind your back?”

Shanks sucked his teeth as he leaned back. You had a second of fear as he started taking his clothes off.

But all he removed was his heavy cloak, revealing that he was missing his left arm.

Guilt hit you, apologies about to pour out, but he held his palm out.

“Afraid I can’t do that, but I promise I’ll do the rest. Is that alright, Y/N?”

This is really nice soap.

Still on edge, your body started to relax a bit with the delicious smelling soap on your skin.

But every time you felt a moment of relaxation, you’d remember the pirate on the other side of the door.

“You’ve gotta make it tighter, sweetie. Otherwise it won’t work.”

That fucking sentence kept tearing through your brain. The way he’d run his fingers across yours while you adjusted the cloth to blindfold him. The way his hair and skin had felt and smelled as you moved it into place. The way he’d rasped those words while he grabbed your wrist to guide you, giving it a gentle squeeze before letting his fingers trail down your skin.

The way you had let him touch you without arguing. His fingers had taken advantage of the moment, but it had felt almost electric to let him.

“Fuck,” you muttered to yourself.

“Y/N, is everything alright?”

“Uh, yeah. Thank you.”

How did he hear that over the shower?

“What the hell is this?”

“Sorry, love, I'm afraid I can't see what you– ow, hold on!”

You definitely had a few red hairs between your fingers after ripping his blindfold off.

The pirate captain got to his feet to meet your eyes, and fucking snorted.

“What is wrong with you,” you fumed, tossing the blindfold at his face.

The fact that he caught it before it hit him only pissed you off more.

“There has to be something else I can wear,” you demanded, pulling at the frilly lavender dress he stuck you with. You looked like some creepy porcelain doll.

His face was going as red as his hair as he tried not to laugh.

“I’m sorry, no one’s– we don’t have anyone your size,” he choked out, clearing his throat before continuing. “We have a few more dresses like this, though. They were supposed to be a gift for a princess, so you should feel honored!”

“Fuck you.”

His lips were fucking quivering as he fought his laughter. His eyes flicked down to your clenched fists, and he relented.

“Right, sorry, okay! You can have some of my clothes, you’ll just have to roll them up, alright?”

Very judgmentally looking him up and down, you raised your brows at him.

“Do you have any shirts that actually button up all the way? Or do you expect me to let my tits hang out like yours.”

Shanks cackled then, catching himself on the wall, his eyes even tearing up a little.

You kicked yourself for saying something so sexual in front of a fucking pirate.

“You’re a funny one, fish girl,” he teased between hiccupped laughs, “but you definitely look like a damsel in that dress.”

You kicked the pirate for being such a dick.

“Fuck, sorry,” he huffed, wincing as he rubbed his shin where you’d kicked it.

“Follow me. I definitely wanna get you outta that dress– I mean into different clothes,” he almost yelled, warding off a slap with his arm. “So you stop hurting me!”

Practically boiling with a mix of anger, embarrassment, and fear, you let yourself be guided along. The lantern lit halls were roomier than you would have expected, and you could hear the distant voices of the crew.

“Here we go,” he said gently, opening another large door. He went in first again, and you entered what had to be his quarters.

Of course. We’re getting his clothes.

It was full of rich, dark woods, red blankets, a desk that seemed to have more bottles of alcohol than anything work related on it, and a delightful, almost spicy scent filling the air.

The room was a bit messy, and you felt out of place standing there in that frilly dress while he dug through his wardrobe, tossing clothes to the ground as he searched.

“Here, love, how about these?”

“Do you have a belt?”

Managing to roll, buckle, and tuck at his clothes, you were mostly satisfied as you checked the mirror.

Even with all the buttons done up, you still had to tie his shirt to keep your chest from popping out like his does.

“You almost finished? The party’s star…”

Those pretty eyes brightened when you opened the door. His little smirk made you frown, and he held his hand up.

“You were right, Y/N. This definitely suits you better.”

He offered that hand to you, and even in the warm glow of the lanterns, you could see scars, callouses, and thick veins that made your breath hitch for a moment.

Your hand had almost reached his when he pulled away.

“Almost forgot,” he teased, his voice somehow lower than normal as he stepped out of the doorway for you. “I’ll lose my only hand if I touch you, right?”

“I…”

“Well, I definitely won’t risk that.”

He stepped further back, letting you follow him into the hallway.

Your brain seemed to stutter, unable to join the moment as it flew through conflicting emotions.

Like why it upset you that he wouldn’t risk it.

Shanks moved in close, his spicy scent filling your lungs as you looked up at him.

“Just let me know if that ever changes.”

He turned away after a subtle wink that made your brain short circuit.

“You comin’? I’m hungry.”

Still barefoot without your fishy shoes, you chased that red hair down the hallway.

He really is some sort of seduction demon.

“Hey, girly. Is this jackass treating you alright?”

“This is how you talk about your captain?”

The older man with long, gray hair ignored Shanks’ protests as he looked you over.

“You should be more worried about him,” you grumbled, narrowing your eyes at the captain.

“Ha, I’m sure you’re right.”

He grinned down at you, before motioning toward the fire.

“Come on, the food’s almost done.”

The crew had found a remote beach, and set up camp. Their camp supplies seemed to be mostly alcohol.

Shanks had said they had business here, and that they’d go to the village in about three days.

What kind of business are pirates getting up to on my island?

The thought was pushed aside as Shanks called for you. Most of the pirates were holding their plates, or using boulders or crates while they ate. Captain Shanks had a dingy little table by the fire, and was waving you over.

“Come on, love. Let’s eat, and find out why that fish of yours is so special.”

The day's events hit you again, but you joined him in a mismatched chair, and grabbed a fork.

It smelled good.

“Here,” Shanks demanded, shoving a mug of some kind of alcohol into your hand, before standing and lifting his own to address the crew. “Here’s to our luck! We found an unlucky fisherwoman, and now we’ve got good eats. To Y/N!”

The sheer volume of their enthusiasm made your eyes go wide as you faked a sip.

“So tell me, fish girl,” he leaned toward you, the small table not leaving much space between you. “Why is this fish so special?”

Ignoring him, you focused on your plate. The way it looked and smelled was perfect, but you had to know.

He watched your movements, following along as you pierced into the flesh, bringing the first bite to your lips.

It was perfect. Whoever had cooked it had treated it right. The tender meat and the subtle flavor were given just the amount of spice to balance it out.

It would have sold well. After all it took to get it, you were grateful that it didn’t go to waste, and tasting it yourself was wonderful.

Even if you were sharing it with a pirate.

“This is incredible, Y/N. You really are a fish girl.”

Letting out a sigh, you dug in, trying to enjoy the meal that had put you in this situation. The night was filled with the sounds of music, laughter, and endless calls for cheers, the clanging of metal mugs like the shifting heartbeat of this joyful crew.

“So, I had someone take a look at your boat, in case we could help fix it.”

“There’s nothing wrong with my boat,” you spat out, wishing you could have enjoyed your meal in peace. Without this too fucking handsome and annoying pirate captain.

Shanks tapped his fingers on the table, a smirk playing at his lips.

“That was the report,” he said softly, the teasing tone building slowly in his voice. “They did say that one of the oars is missing.”

“Thanks for the report,” you grumbled, watching the fire now.

“Come on, just tell me what happened. How’d you get stranded out there?”

“It’s none of your business.”

Your face felt hot, the fire not close enough for the burning in your skin.

“Consider it payment then. For my clothes, and for my company,” he taunted, his voice dipping low.

“I could do without the latter.”

“You wound me, sweet damsel.”

He put his hand to his heart, chuckling at your frown before chugging whatever was in his mug.

“It was a really good catch,” you mumbled, giving in. He scooted even closer to you, excitement in those lovely eyes, mixing with the light of the fire.

Shanks kept that beautiful mouth shut, just tilting his head toward yours as he waited.

“My grandma used to talk about her best catch. That was it,” you said flatly, gesturing to your empty plate. “She made me promise that if I ever caught a fish like that, I had to eat it myself, eat it with friends.”

“Don’t waste a fish like that on berry, sugar. It’s a gift.”

He raised his mug as you mimicked your grandma’s voice, and you brought yours up with a sigh, still just pretending to drink.

“I’m honored, then. Your grandma was right, that fish was amazing.”

Memories of her seemed to join you at the table, bittersweet, and heavier than you’d like.

“Sorry, Y/N. You, uh… You doing okay?”

“I’m fine,” you coughed, a hint of anger back in your voice as you fought against the prickling in your eyes.

“Well,” he drawled out, extending the word for way too long, “you still didn’t tell me how you got stranded out there with nothing but the perfect fish.”

Groaning, you put your forehead on the dingy table and blurted it out, as if you could make it not true if you said it fast enough.

“I caught the fish. I saw what it was. It started to slip through my hands. I knew it’d sell well, so I didn’t want to lose it. I ended up tripping over one of the oars. I should have let it go, I could have grabbed the oar if I’d seen it slipping. But I was greedy. I wanted to sell that stupid fish instead of eating it, and now grandma’s probably cussing at me from the afterlife.”

Shanks at least had the decency to shove his knuckles between his teeth before he started laughing.

“Oh, fuck you,” you huffed, standing to leave the captain’s dingy table.

“Wait, please,” he called, catching your fingers in his, and pulling you back toward him. Only to drop your hand as if he’d been burned when you met his eyes.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean–”

Whatever you might have said was lost in a wave of too many things at once. Humiliation over the whole thing, fear that these pirates could still hurt you, especially if you fell asleep, and the burning in your stupid cheeks because this gorgeous asshole held your hand.

What the fuck is wrong with me today?

The moon was mostly full, so there was plenty of light on the sand as you walked away from the camp. They were so fucking noisy, but the ocean beckoned for you to sit, gentle waves like your grandmother’s sweet voice.

When she wasn’t giving me shit, you thought with a laugh, digging your toes in the sand.

“The ocean makes me feel better too.”

His deep voice annoyed you more than it startled you.

Shanks sat beside you, but not too close.

Ignoring him did not make him go away.

“What do you want?”

“I wanna make your shitty day better. How can I do that?”

“Take me home.”

“Three days on that one, love. Anything more immediate?”

Your plan to stay up all night was already failing, exhaustion dragging you down.

His eyes were so soft under the moon, the hint of a smile brightening his face.

“I don’t want to sleep out in the open with everyone. Is there somewhere… safe where I can sleep?”

Shanks nodded, looking down as he cleared his throat.

“Of course, let me take you now.”

The ship itself seemed to be sleeping, so quiet with only a handful of crew watching it as the rest camped on the island.

Red hair under lantern light guided you through those wood paneled halls again, until he led you to the guest quarters.

“Here’s the key, and you’re welcome to shove this chair under the door knob as well. Breakfast will be at the beach in the morning,” he laughed, running his fingers through his hair. “It’ll probably be the afternoon depending on the hangovers, but you– Are you alright?”

He knelt at your feet, looking you over as you slumped onto the bed.

“How long were you out there today? Have you been drinking water? Are you…”

This charming pirate stopped himself from touching your forehead, and some insane, fatigued part of you reached out, grabbing his hand with both of yours.

“I lied,” you confessed, voice quiet and close, his pretty eyes on your lips. “I can’t cut your hand off. I’m not armed.”

The slow smile he gave you now was your favorite, somehow making the light in his eyes shine brighter. Your hands reluctantly let go of him as he shifted, but instead of moving away, Shanks touched his calloused fingers to your cheek.

“Your secret’s safe with me, sweetheart.”

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a/n: I am obsessed with these two now. What the heck. I need Shanks to make fun of me like that 😅

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heehoonieluvs · 6 months

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hello!! i really loved ‘the locker rooms’ with hee, and i was wondering if i could request a short drabble in that series/universe lol (if that is okay!) of hee and the readers first time together? especially since hee is so down bad for them 😩

also i love love!! how u write heeseung 😩 idk it just hits diff i love it lolol

First time

Basketball captain Heeseung x reader

Fluff, smut

The way that the members are depicted in this story has nothing to do with how they really are or how I feel they are. It is all solely for the storyline so please bear that in mind 🫶

Tysm for sending in this request 🩵 I do apologise that it’s a lot longer than expected but I got too carried away 😅

Warnings: MDNI, cursing, pet names, loss of virginity, oral (f & m receiving), fingering (please let me know if I need to add any more 🤍)

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It had been about 3 months since Heeseung had finally asked you to be his girlfriend. It was safe to say that it had been the best 3 months your life, full of the best cuddles, kisses, the cutest dates and so much more. And for Heeseung it was the same… except he was fighting his inner demons so hard to not devour you every moment you two were together.

He kept his sinful thoughts to himself as he didn’t want to scare you off with the filthy things he wanted to do with you. There were times where he was close to getting a taste of you but you always stopped him before things went too far as you were a virgin. The first time you told him, he lifted your head by your chin and left delicate pecks on your bright red cheeks, reassuring you that there was nothing to be embarrassed about. So every time you got nervous from his touches, he’d never push you to do anything and end the night with the biggest cuddles.

The truth was that you were just as needy for him as he was for you. But knowing his reputation before you got together, it made you worry that you wouldn’t be able to satisfy him the way that he wanted. It felt embarrassing that you were in your second year and still hadn’t slept with anyone. So instead, you resorted to touching yourself to the thought of your gorgeous boyfriend whenever he wasn’t around. You knew that he would never judge you for being a virgin but you didn’t want to make a fool out of yourself and make him want to go back to the way he was before.

It was a Sunday night at Heeseung’s flat and you had just submitted your essay. You could’ve gotten it done quicker if it weren’t for your needy boyfriend kissing your neck and begging you to pay him some attention. Once you shut your laptop, you turned to your boyfriend who was sat on his bed with a cheeky grin on his face. Seeing how snuggly he looked, you bounced over to straddle his lap and engulfed him in the biggest bear hug

“Ah finally! My baby is paying attention to meeee” he whined into your neck

His fluffy hair tickled your face so you brought your hand up to run your fingers through the strands. He hummed in satisfaction as you played with his hair and rocked you side to side

“How about we put on a movie and I’ll get us a takeaway? Does that sound good my princess? He asked as he rubbed his nose on yours before giving you a kiss

“Are you sure darling? You’ve got a game coming up tomorrow and I don’t want your coach to have a go at you”

You could barely keep eye contact with him as he gazed up at you with so much love in his eyes, making your stomach feel like it was doing flips

“Don’t worry baby, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. And anyways, it’s to celebrate my pretty girl for being so smart and beautiful” he teased

You rolled your eyes jokingly “Babe, I submitted one assignment. I don’t think that makes me that smart” you giggled at his goofiness

“Yes it does babyyyyy! And we should always celebrate the fact that I have the most gorgeous princess in the whole world to myself” he started to brag with a smug smile

He ordered you both all of your favourite foods from the takeaway around the corner and you snuggled under the covers whilst watching a movie you had been looking forward to. His arm was draped around you and he pulled your legs over his lap so it almost looked like he was cradling you like his baby. As he looked down to stare at your face, he couldn’t help but wonder how he got so lucky despite how much of a dick he was in the past.

It was like you were some kind of angel sent for him when you entered his life. Before you, his grades had started to decline as he only focused on basketball and getting his dick wet. But once you blessed him with your presence, it was like he became a new person. He wanted to be a better person to prove to you that he was capable of being the man that you deserved to worship you for the rest of your life. And now that he’s yours, he could never even think about any other woman apart from you.

You looked so adorable, snuggled under the covers in his favourite hoodie. You were so invested in the film so he took his time to concentrate on every part of your beautiful face. From the way your eyes sparkled in awe, the way you slightly pouted in concentration whenever something interesting was being said, and the way your adorable nose would scrunch up whenever the actors said something outrageous.

He was in such a daze that he barely picked up on the moans coming from the TV as an intimate scene came up. The scene was extremely realistic and intense, even to him. And when he looked back at you, your eyes slightly dropped from embarrassment but he picked up on your legs slightly squeezing together

Even though he always tried to avoid it, he couldn’t help but tease you because he found it so cute. He leaned down to whisper softly into your ear

“Are you enjoying it princess?”

Your doe eyes widened as you looked at him with your bottom lip jutted out

“U- uh no what do you mean?” You turned away from his teasing gaze

He pulled you in closer to rub his nose on your warm cheek

“It’s ok princess I’m only teasing. You know it’s not something to be embarrassed about?”

By the way your legs carried on moving over his lap, he felt that he could test the waters a bit more, but not enough to make you feel uncomfortable. So he brought his left hand up to your upper thigh soothe your shaking legs. As he stroked you turned your face towards him again but kept your line of vision down, at his hand on you. Your fingers played with your bottom lip (a habit that you did whenever you were nervous and drove your boyfriend crazy). The hand that was on your lap delicately pulled your fingers away from your lips before he kissed them

“Pretty girl, you know I can’t resist you whenever you play with your soft lips like that. It almost makes me jealous that I’m not the one doing it to you” he interlocked your fingers and brought his face closer to yours

Sensing the closer proximity, your looked back up to him and the two of you looked into each others eyes and lips. It was like the was an invisible force that pulled you both together as you leaned in for a kiss.

You guys had kissed many times before, but this one felt different. He cradled your face gently to angle it perfectly and you rested your hands by his shoulders. The two of you moved your heads in sync to deepen the kiss and each movement made it feel more and more intense. Heeseung wanted more so he ran his tongue on your bottom lip to ask you permission to open your mouth. When you granted him access, he wasted no time to stick his tongue in your mouth to play with yours. As the two of you engaged in a wet french kiss, you felt his hand run down your body to land on your ass. All of a sudden a rush of panic washed over you and you pulled away

“I’m so sorry princess did I go too far?” Heeseung questioned with so much worry written on his face

“No. No I promise you didn’t. It’s just me” you said timidly “I do want to do it with you, I promise baby. I’m just scared”

“What is it that you’re afraid of pretty baby? Is it me?” He asked

You panicked “No! You could never scare me bambi. I just… I guess I’m just scared that I won’t satisfy you and I can’t compare to all the girls you’ve been with”

He let out a sigh of relief but also sadness. He didn’t realise that you had been feeling this way and was frustrated at himself for not picking up on your insecurities earlier

“Oh baby, is that what’s been holding you back all this time?”

You nodded your head slightly, not wanting to speak in case your voice trembled

“Look at me my baby. That’s it, show me that pretty face. No one, and I mean no one, will ever be able to satisfy me the way you do. You could just look at me and that would make me so much more fulfilled than any other person could make me. You have no idea how much I crave you every second of the day. I’m having to hold back from touching you in such dirty ways and make you feel so fucking good and it’s absolute torture baby. Ever since I saw you for the first time, I’ve been wanting to devour you but I will only do it if you are absolutely sure that you want me to do it. If whatever’s holding you back is because of the nobodies that were a part of the past, then please don’t worry your pretty head about it princess. Just think of how good I can make you feel”

He nibble your ear and proceeded to press kissed from your cheek, to your nose and finally your lips

“Wait Hee. I- um, well I- I haven’t shaved… down there though” you whispering shyly

God Heeseung thought he was going to bust a nut from how fucking adorable you were right now

“Oh baby, you’re so fucking cute! You don’t have to worry about small things like that. Are you going to be bothered about me not being shaved down there?”

You shook your head no

“Well there you go baby. You’re not bothered by my body hair and I am most definitely not bothered by yours. And anyways, just thinking about your cute little bush hiding your wet pussy is enough to make me cum right now” he growled at the end

Your eyes widened at his vulgar words. It was obvious now just how much he had been holding in this entire time and you felt a bit daft for doubting how much he wanted you this entire time

He brought his hand back up to cradle your face again to stroke your cheek

“Do you want to carry on baby? Because trust me, I want nothing more than to be buried in you but you have to tell me that you want this too”

“Yes I want it Hee. Please?”

“Oh fuck yes baby thank you”

Not wanting to waste another second, he pulled you in for the sloppiest kiss you guys ever shared. He ran his tongue all over your mouth, sucking your tongue and licking your saliva up. You wanted to feel his skin on yours so you tugged at the bottom of his tank top to hint at him. He pulled away from you and lifted his arms

“Strip me baby”

You climbed off his lap and peeled every barrier of clothing away to reveal his gorgeous body. Before you got to his boxers, you sat back on your knees to admire his sculpted figure. He would be lying if he said he didn’t go to the gym more than usual to distract him from wanting to use you has his cardio workout

The way his muscles were flexing made you drip and wonder what they’d feel like rubbing on your pussy. His hair trailed down from under his belly button and moved down under the last item of clothing that hid his prized possession

“Please take it off princess, I can’t wait any longer” he begged with his round eyes

You slowly pulled his boxers down and his red throbbing cock bounced out and tapped you on your chin. You gasped as the tip leaked with his pre cum onto your face. He giggled at your surprise face and the way you looked so tiny by his dick. It was safe to say that you were both impressed and nervous when you saw just how much you boyfriend had been packing this entire time. You quickly sat back up to strip off your clothes before he grabbed your hands to stop you

“No baby, that’s my job”

He flipped you around so you were laying on the bed and carefully stripped off your (his) clothes piece by piece, admiring your body the entire time. He was practically drooling when he got to your underwear, not knowing which one he wanted to take off first. His hands delicately reached under your back and he unclasped your bra.

When he pulled the cups away, he stared at your perky boobs. Your hardened nipples looked so inviting that he felt the urge to suck on them. You gasped as his warm mouth surrounded them and you let out a small moan which caused him to involuntarily grind into his bed. The tip of his tongue flicked over your sensitive nipple on your left breast and his thumb rub over your right one. After a few more licks, he swapped side to give the same treatment to your other breast

“Please give me more” you whined

“Ok ok princess. Bubba will give you more” he cooed

He started to litter kisses all the way down to your crotch where he was met with the sweet smell of your arousal. His fingers hooked over the side of the crotch to reveal your wetness. The way your juices spread all over your lips made him want to go feral. He pealed your damp panties from you and made himself comfortable between your spread legs

“Can I have a taste pretty baby? I promise it will feel good”

You turned away in embarrassment

“That’s dirty though” you whined

He chuckled “No baby it’s sexy. I want nothing more than to bury my face between your legs till you’re creaming in my mouth. Will you please let me do it?” He begged

You shyly nodded at him and he looked like a kid who just got his favourite lollipop

He went straight in to lick at your entrance to get as much of your juices as possible. It was so sweet and he knew from that moment that he would need to taste you every day no matter what. He pulled back from you to spread your lips apart and reveal your swollen clit. His lips went to suck and lick the tiny button, which made you scrunch your legs up to move away from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. But there was no way Heeseung was going to let you deprive him from your taste again

He grabbed onto your thighs to pull you even closer so your couldn’t move away

“Don’t run away from me baby. Feel the way I suck on your cute pussy”

His head shook side to side with his tongue stuck out full. The wetness from your pussy mixed with his saliva had spread all over his face and your thighs. Each lick made you let out such pornographic sounds that you didn’t realise you were capable of making. It turned him on so much, seeing you in so much pleasure. His hips at this point were humping his bed rapidly to simulate how he wanted to fuck you

“Oh fuck dadd- oh” you clasped your hand over your mouth from the slip up

Your boyfriend stopped his actions and you were worried that you had just screwed everything else

“Say that again princess”

“Huh?”

“I said. Say. That. Again” he growled

“Daddy?”

“Oh fuck yes princess say it again”

As he stared into your eyes, his face lowered back down to stick his tongue back into your soaking hole

“Ah shit daddy!”

“Again!”

“Daddy!”

“Fucking yes princess. Carry on calling for daddy. Give me your hands. Whenever you feel something really good, push daddy’s head into your cunt” and with that, he went back to torturing your pussy with his mouth

Whenever he sucked on your clit, you tugged at his roots and raised your hips to grind yourself onto his perfect face. You planted your feet flat onto his bed to hump up onto him even more. Your boyfriend’s eyes rolled to the back of his head with each roll of your hips. It turned him on so much that he was giving you so much pleasure that you have never received from anyone.

A sudden feeling of possessiveness overcame him as he had a small thought of you ever being with someone else. So your poor self was lifted so your shoulders remained on the bed and your legs were hooked over Heeseung’s broad shoulders and he got on his knees. Your hips were completely lifted off the bed so he towered over you with your pussy still in his face.

“I promise you baby, I am going to make love to you everyday for the rest of your life.”

He carried on eating you out and slurping your pussy and in all honesty, he was getting more pleasure from it than you

You felt your orgasm coming and you panicked from the overwhelming feeling

“Wait baby! I think I’m going to cum”

“Ok princess, cum all over my face” he moaned into your centre

“No it’s ok you can stop! That’s dirty!” You screamed

He lowered you back onto the bed and you though he was going to stop, but he layed back down and carried on sucking your clit

“Fucking cum baby. You’ve been holding me back from tasting your sweet cum for too long and there’s no way you’ll take it away from me again. Now give me your cum NOW!”

You had no choice but to grab onto the back of his head and hump his face vigorously till you finally creamed all over his mouth

He whispered about how amazing you tasted as he pecked all over your pussy. Your legs were shaking from the overstimulation so you gently pushed his head away from your core

Seeing how dazed you were, he crawled up to kiss you softly and nuzzled your noses together

“Thank you baby, you tasted so good. How do you feel?” He whispered in your ear

“So good bubba. Thank you”

You started to catch you breath so you brought you hand to his throbbing cock which had been leaking onto your stomach. He hissed from your soft, tiny fingers wrapping around him. When you started to rub up and down, he choked on his moans

“Can I have a taste Hee?”

“You don’t have to baby”

“But I want to. Please daddy?” You pouted at him

How could he say no to that?

He sat with his back against the headboard and made himself comfortable as you situated yourself between his legs

“Take your time princess. Don’t push yourself too much ok?”

“I promise daddy. Could you help me?”

“Of course I can darling. Just give it a little lick. There you go”

You leaned down and gave his hard cock some kitten licks. When his moans get louder, you add in some kisses and small sucks as well to test how he’d react. And from the way he threw his head back, you could tell that you were doing something right.

You brought your hands up to help your mouth. As they ran up and down his shaft, you carried on sucking on him

“That feels so fucking good baby. Can you suck on the tip? And use you hand to rub on my balls. Oh fuck YES”

You did exactly as he asked and you swear you’ve never seen something so hot in your entire life. You now understood why your boyfriend got off from giving you pleasure as the sight of your boyfriend right now was enough to make you cream again

You dipped your tongue into his slit and he let out a moan you’d expect to only hear in porn. He launched forward from the headboard from the feeling, and swung back to throw his head back against the bed. Seeing this reaction, you got greedy and wanted to see more of it. So you puckered your lips to left a glob of spit dribble onto his fat cock and carried on sticking your tongue onto his tip. One hand jerked him off vigorously whilst the other fondled his heavy balls

“Baby! Baby! Fuck yes! Please suck my tip. Suck it!”

You wrapped your lips around his leaking red tip and sucked as hard as you could. He warned you that he was about to cum so your sucked harder and stroked him faster and faster till his load bursted into your mouth. You kept him in your mouth and took him in a bit more to suck up every drop of his cum

Never in a million years would your past self think about putting a guy’s dick in your mouth. But with your boyfriend, you were more than willing to swallow all of his hot cum as his legs twitched around you

Heeseung thought he had blacked out from the most mind boggling orgasm he had every experienced. It felt like he was seeing stars once the pleasure washed over him, and seeing that it was you who gave it to him made it feel like he was living in a dream. Despite the dirty act you just did, you looked so innocent and cute between his legs and he thought he could nut again just from that sight.

The two of you layed side by side and made out for about 20 minutes as he praised you for how well you did

“Did it feel good princess? I didn’t push you too much did I? I promise I wanted our first to be more romantic and slow but I just couldn’t resist you” his lips remained on yours as he spoke to you

“It was perfect bambi. But you still haven’t been inside me yet so we can still have our romantic first time together” you teased

You didn’t think that he still had any energy left in him but as soon as you said that, he jumped up to fish into his bedside table to get a condom from a new box

“Well aren’t you prepared handsome” you giggled as his fast hands struggled to take the plastic film off the box

“I’ve been waiting for this to happen for so long baby. I had to be prepared for whenever you were ready”

He looked so cute trying to enthusiastically get a condom out but his palms were too sweaty to get a hold of them. Seeing you giggle at him, he started whining

“Please help me baby! I can’t do it” he looked like a sad puppy from being frustrated

You took the box from him and opened the box with ease before taking a condom out and ripping the package open. He took the condom from you and swiftly slid it onto his hardened cock

“Are you ready for me princess? We’ll take it very slow” he pumped himself a few times whilst looking at you lovingly

You smiled back and gave him a firm nod. Now that he had your consent, he stuck his middle and ring fingers in his mouth and sucked on them before bringing them to rub around your entrance. A gasp left your lips as he pressed a digit in and slowly eased it into you. Given that you were already soaking wet, his fingers slipped into you with a slight stretch

“Do you ever finger yourself babygirl?”

“Yea”

“Really? What do you think about darling?”

“You”

He groaned at your response and curled his fingers up to find your g spot, making you gasp in shock

“Oh did I find your sweet spot baby? I bet your cute fingers are too tiny to find this spot aren’t they? Only daddy could ever make you feel like this. Tell me love, what do you imagine daddy doing to you?”

“Daddy fucks me till I cum all over him” you were too lost in pleasure to feel embarrassed about what you were confessing to your boyfriend. But your boyfriend thought it was the hottest thing he’s ever heard

“Yea? Do you want daddy to fuck you now? Have him stretch your tiny pussy with his thick, hard, throbbing cock”

“Yes please daddy. Fuck me”

He lined his tip up with your entrance and slowly rocked into you

“Tell me if it’s too much princess. I don’t ever want to hurt you” he stroked the apple of your cheek

You turned your head to kiss his palm and pulled him down by the neck to kiss him on the lips

“It’s ok I trust you. Just keep going”

He fucked you nice and slow, making sure to angle his hips perfectly to hit your spot. Your mouths hung open as you let out breathy moans.

“Please go harder Hee” you begged

“Anything for you princess”

His hips snapped harder and his tip hit deeper than thought was already possible. He felt like he was on cloud 9 right now. Seeing his angel moan for him and receiving pleasure from him. With his past hookups, he was never vocal. It was one thing that the past girls complained about. But with you, he couldn’t contain that pornographic sounds from coming out. Your tightness made him feel so overwhelmed with pleasure he’s never experienced before. He was sure his neighbours would be able to hear him moan out for you with the volume he was moaning at. But he didn’t care at all

Feeling the need to suck your tits, he flipped you so you could ride him at your own pace

“Come on baby, ride me. Use me any way you want”

You moved your hips at a pace that had you both almost in tears from how good it felt. He lips were like magnets onto your breasts as he slobbered all over them. His wondering hands went down to your ass and spread your cheeks apart. You gasped when you felt a light pressure on your puckered rim

“Oho does baby like that? Does baby want daddy to play with her little hole? Trust me baby, daddy wants nothing more than to kiss and lick all over your cute asshole but we can try that next time ok? I still need to stretch out your perfect pussy before we get to your other hole”

The filthy words coming out of his mouth pushed you closer to the edge. So you started to speed up your hips and the closeness of your bodies caused you to grind your clit onto his pelvis. Your eyes rolled back and Heeseung swore that he was going to cum just from that

You carried on riding him till you both reached your climax. He grabbed your faced and smashed his lips onto yours to swallow your moans as you milked each other’s orgasms. You hugged each other close and rocked on him, wishing the feeling could last longer

The kisses carried on for a few more minutes as your orgasms die down. His delicate fingers stroked your spine to calm you down and he pressed kisses wherever he could reach. The ticklish feeling made you giggle and it warmed his heart. God you were absolutely perfect for him

He helped you off him and threw his condom away before getting a bath ready for the two of you. You were pampered by him for the rest of the night and it ended with the two of you cuddled up in his bed, admiring each other’s faces

“Such a good baby. I love you so much” his eyes never left your face as he rambled on about how much he loved you

“I love you more my bambi”

He laughed shyly at your response

“Not possible princess”

Author’s note: Once again tysm for sending in this request! I hope you all enjoyed it! Please feel free to leave requests in my inbox and I’ll try my best to get through them!

Thank you so much for taking the time to read through my work and I hope you look forward to more 🩵

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callie-the-creator · 7 months

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levi nsfw hcs

nsfw. mdni.

author’s note: this is a bit short, but i tried to make up for it by making each part a bit thick. i guess it would be a fair assessment that i got a little too carried away with myself as well. 😅

• PLEAAAASE BRO..

• levi is a simple man. he knows what he likes. with that being said…missionary is his go-to position, but before you all run to the comments to tell me otherwise, i’ll have you know that he’s a sucker for cowgirl.

— …do with that information as you please.

— he also likes eating you out whenever he gets the chance, but that’s another story entirely.

• for a man that hates messes, he doesn’t mind making a mess…out of you. it’s a bit, ironic, isn’t it? but this won’t spare you from his degrading comments, no siree.

— “tsk, you got my favorite shirt dirty…you really are a dirty whore, you know that?”

• if you would like, he could treat you like nothing as he fucks you senseless but pamper you afterward like you’re a queen (if this isn’t your bag, levi has no problem with that. he likes praising you anyway).

• speaking of aftercare, levi is a big sleeper. he will try his best to stay awake, but after five minutes give or take, he’s out for the next hour or so…🥹

• i do think levi has a slight fetish about making love out in the open, especially out in the woods. you didn’t expect this from the captain of all people because for starters, he’s a germaphobe and the idea of it all seemed a bit too primal for his taste.

— lesson learned: never judge by a book by its cover, no matter how misleading it may be. ✍️

• levi’s libido is really to each their own. i would say that he is adaptable. it is fairly low when you two are on expeditions because he knew that he will have to be more on his guard just in case the shit were to hit the fan. and this doesn’t mean that you two don’t have sex at all; levi prefers to do it when he knows no one will be around. but if you two are within the safety of the walls, well…that’s another story.

— sadly, he hasn’t experienced much intimacy in his time, so he doesn’t know how to ask for it.

• after the thunder spear incident with zeke, levi shrunk back into his shell and intimacy between you two dramatically decreased because he knew that he wouldn’t be able to pleasure you like he used to…

— this made him incredibly insecure.

— you do have to reassure him that his facial disfigurement doesn’t make him some sort of monster. you practically shower him in compliments to really ram in the idea that it wasn’t going to bother you, nor did it ever. if anything, you’re just pissed off at he nearly got himself killed by that hairy bastard.

“it’s fine, two fingers is all i need.”

— if there’s a will, there’s a way, right?

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silkythewriter · 1 year

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So I’d like to apologize if polyamorous relationships aren’t really something you write (I didn’t see anything about it in your pinned) but…

…Legoshi x Bill x shy!male reader (romantic) hcs?

Poly! Bill x shy male reader x Legoshi!

꧁𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬꧂

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲: silkythewriter, formally known as weirdowithahat

𝐀𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲/𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: (the last image) was Reddit and reposted on Pinterest (artist is unknown nor do I know if this is from the official manga or creator, if you do know please let me know!), first image was reposted and/or reposted by N Kumi on Pinterest

𝐁𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝/𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: sublieu

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: Paru Itagaki.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: sorry if their outta character! Again I’m not so familiar with the beastars fandom since I don’t speed a lot of time in it nor did I even finish the show so again I apologize!😅

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝:

🐅Bill and legoshi🐺

At first it was literally battlefield with these two, they would literally stare at each other with death glare’s while they fought each other in their minds on who got to spend or do whatever with you, it could be as simple as who gets to hold your hand

So as you can tell the beginning of the relationship was definitely bumpy. Both of them couldn’t even rap their heads around the fact that they would have to share you equally with one another. If you couldn’t tell they don’t really get along with each other sense their personality’s are so opposite to one’s another

If we’re talking about the first season or Beginning of the second I would say Bill has a big ego, and is filled with pride. While legoshi is shy and a bit timid, so he understands your struggles with being shy it’s a real pain. So he would help as much as he could to keep you from awkward situations, is it hard for him? Yea but I mean at least your comfortable!

Once bill is comfortable with legoshi enough he would actually take a hit for both of you and your shyness, even if it’s small like ordering your foods for you both or shoo-ing someone who’s clearly over stepping. I mean have you seen how big this guy is? Im sure it doesn’t take a lot for the person to scramble away

Both of them are very protective of you, even if your stronger or smaller then them doesn’t really matter. I feel like legoshi is more worried about you then anything and Bill, is just being Bill and gets jealous when the spot light of your attention isn’t on him (￣▽￣)💧 he is quick to scare anyone away even if they weren’t doing anything or are just friends

Your guys relationship are most likely a secret, but it doesn’t last long due to Bill bragging about being with you which just leads to people seeing you being touchy or to nice to legoshi and they start assuming something’s up when they see bill doing the same thing so yea the dots connect pretty quickly. Does anyone judge or say anything? No, cause that would be a death wish at that point. I mean cmon ones a tiger and the others a gray wolf does anything else need to be said?

After people figure it out trust me it’ll be a blessing in disguise because their will be less awkward interactions which you a great full for

In most conversations you have with these two is usually full of bill rambling about something and showing off or legoshi Rambling about bugs he found today and any other things, but sometimes on rare occasions both of them just shut up and listen to you talk of your up for it! They love hearing about your day or interest, but if your feeling extra shy they’ll Carry the conversation for you

Sometimes when you guys are free these two love dog piling you (depending if your bigger or smaller) or the love when you lay on them, they usually fight over who you choose but you just end up laying across both of them how does this work? Not sure you gotta make due with you have

Speaking of cuddles onetime you guys were sleeping and just chilling in which ever room you choose, and bill kept hearing a band on the bed. He was pretty annoyed and just grumbled while shifting a bit until he accidentally shifted onto legoshi’s tail which he basically put his full weight onto. And that hurt like a Mf, legoshi was quickly to yelp while accidentally kicking bill pretty heard. Yea that wasn’t the greatest time for both of em, turns out the noise he heard was legoshi’s tail wagging 💀

Their like your personal bodyguards really, I mean they walk with you to class, to lunch, and to break so you can tell why that looks a bit… intimidating but on the plus side most of any rude people avoid you.

Oh! Legoshi’s roommates adore you, they find you very fun to talk to and think your cool!, they usually snatch you away whenever legoshi brings you so they can play games with you 💀that’s why legoshi brings you to bills room instead cause one time they stole you while legoshi was in the bathroom and this guy started freaking out when he couldn’t find you in the small room. Turns out they brought you outside to show you something cool they found

Bill noticed this happens often and has a bit of a sour taste for them, probably doesn’t like them that much to be honest so don’t expect him to come over to legoshi’s room sadly

Overall these two boys don’t mind having a shy partner! They still think your cool either way. Plus legoshi understands so he can’t really blame you. As for the relationship itself it’s bumpy for the first few months but calms down after bill and legoshi start agreeing to get along with each other!

❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎

AHHH I LOVE WRITING POLY RELATIONSHIPS SO MUCH!!!!! Their super fun to explore! Anyway I hope you enjoy (*^‿^*)

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hotchaways · 2 years

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pov: your instagram but you’re dating aaron hotchner (part 3)

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its(Y/L/N): smile and fist bump if you’re in a secret relationship with each other! 👨🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻 #hossi

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e.prentiss: is this a way of saying that our ship is sailing?

↳ its(Y/L/N): yes it is, my lovely emily 👩🏻‍❤️‍👩🏻

↳ spencer.reid: hotch’s eyebrows just went deeper than the marianna’s trench.

↳ daverossi: i should have walked away if i knew you’d post about this.

↳ aaron_hotchner: i cannot understand why you always try to give me away to dave out of all people.

↳ spencer.reid: maybe because he’s closer to your age range

↳ daverossi: i will push the two of you out of the jet the next time we’re on it

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its(Y/L/N): suddenly this man, who ate way too much of the free taste at the festival, is not my boyfriend 😅

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e.prentiss: the woman looks….concerned

↳ derekmorgan: starved grumpy man must’ve scared her into giving him more food

↳ its(Y/L/N): yeah, you should’ve seen him scare the woman 😳

↳ aaron_hotchner: i…..did not eat that much. it was just a few bites.

↳ e.prentiss: psh hotch, you don’t have to lie to us. we won’t judge you

↳ jenniferjareau: we will admire your candor :)

↳ itspennyg: such bravery to be followed!! 🫡

↳ aaron_hotchner: i had a few plates….maybe 2 or 3.

↳ its(Y/L/N): you fucking liar, you had 5 plates

↳ spencer.reid: do you not feed your boyfriend?

↳ jenniferjareau: watch it spence, she just texted the group chat that she bought a baguette

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its(Y/L/N): all smiles in the hotchner household :) just look at aaron’s dimple 🥺

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itspennyg: SO. MUCH. CUTENESS. 🥺💓 i love the two of you please get married :(

↳ e.prentiss: they’re so mushy in love with each other. for the love of god, you both are simps

↳ its(Y/L/N): how could i not 😩 he’s my dream man

↳ jenniferjareau: that you hit with a baguette?

↳ aaron_hotchner: she tells me she loves me afterwards.

↳ spencer.reid: why won’t you throw a loaf of bread back at her though?

↳ derekmorgan: jesus spencer, you’re really asking for her to smack you with one.

↳ aaron_hotchner: good luck on that, reid. my girl’s pretty good with the baguette 🙂

↳ daverossi: holy pasta man is not happy with the usage of bread in attacking each other.

↳ its(Y/L/N): keep an eye open when you sleep, you’re next

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its(Y/L/N): rainy weekends and stuck in traffic with this grumpy man 💓 wouldn’t have it any other way

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jenniferjareau: have a safe drive, you two!! and stay safe ;)

↳ itspennyg: JJ, WE GOTTA KEEP IT PG HERE. but also, sir hotch and lady (Y/N), have a great time up in california!!! 🥰

↳ its(YL/N): jennifer jareau, i will smack you when i get back. and penelope, i love you!! see you in a few days 💗

e.prentiss: is nobody going to notice how much sweeter (Y/N) has been to hotch lately?

↳ derekmorgan: …it’s been too peaceful lately, hasn’t it?

↳ spencer.reid: i miss their banter. and breads.

↳ aaron_hotchner: now im suspicious too. she might be breaking up with me.

↳ its(Y/L/N): HEY :( i would never :( and is it bad to show my boyfriend the love he deserves? 😤

↳ e.prentiss: so we’re the ones getting the baguettes now?

↳ daverossi: she’s definitely ordering one right now to hit all of you when she comes back.

↳ aaron_hotchner: yeah, she just placed the order. good luck, team

↳ derekmorgan: we are all fucked.

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its(Y/L/N): throwback to the first photo of you in my phone– we weren’t together yet, but i had a crush on you when the team ate out. i found it funny to see you struggle with chopsticks, and you still do. thank you for loving me, i just love loving you. happy 2nd anniversary, aaron 💖

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aaron_hotchner: glad to have found you in this lifetime, sweetheart. here’s to eternity with you, happy anniversary, (Y/N) ❤️

itspennyg: currently not crying. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY LOVEBIRDS, PLEASE STAY IN LOVE 😭💗

↳ e.prentiss: happy anniversary you sappy little shits. will always defend the two of you when needed

↳ derekmorgan: hearing the wedding bells soon. happy anniversary you two! ❤️

↳ spencer.reid: this is wholesome. i think. anyways. happy anniversary to two of my good friends :)

↳ jenniferjareau: happy anniversary, hotch and (Y/N)! glad you two found home in each other 🥰

↳ daverossi: felice anniversario, aaron and (Y/N). for the love of the Lord, get married

↳ aaron_hotchner: thank you all for your wonderful wishes. i have to attend to my emotional girlfriend who is sobbing from your love

↳ its(Y/L/N): YOU BITCH I AM NOT SOBBING 😡

↳ spencer.reid: he just sent a picture of you with snot falling down in the group chat.

↳ jenniferjareau: spencer, we don’t want to be a homewrecker

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its(Y/L/N): some guy was bothering me at the coffee shop today? does anyone know him?

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e.prentiss: huh, no clue. have you reported it to the police?

↳ derekmorgan: pretty creepy he was smiling at the photo too. must think our friend here is pretty

↳ jenniferjareau: i heard grumpy men are out there for girls named (Y/N) 🤔

↳ spencer.reid: be careful, (Y/N). show them your baguette skills

↳ aaron_hotchner: you guys are unbelievably ridiculous. 🙂

↳ its(Y/L/N): hehehehe i love you aaron, come back

↳ jenniferjareau: i just love how (Y/N) is literally a child that hotch puts up with.

↳ aaron_hotchner: the things you do for love. 👍🏻

daverossi: ah, young love. so endearingly cute.

↳ spencer.reid: do you miss it from your age?

↳ daverossi: you’re an assclown, reid.

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its(Y/L/N): so i think it’s time to change my username now? 💍

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jessbrooks: FINALLY. congrats you two!!!! 😍

itspennyg: IM HAVING A MELTDOWN ITS HAPPENING THE WEDDING BELLS ARE RINGING CONGRATS SIR HOTCH AND LADY (Y/N) 😭💗

↳ derekmorgan: gotta calm baby girl down now. congrats boss man and tiny (Y/N)! so happy for you both.

e.prentiss: oh thank fuck, hotch had the ring in his pocket for ages. glad to know you got the balls. congratulations! 😉

jenniferjareau: so so happy for the two of you!!! congratulations 💗

spencer.reid: a baguette themed wedding. congratulations, hotch and (Y/N)! 😊

daverossi: will let you two use my house for the wedding. happy for you both, congratulations!

its(Y/L/N): thank you my lovely friends and family 🥺 to be fair, aaron was so nervous earlier, he started being emotional during his little speech

↳ aaron_hotchner: sweetheart, i thought that was gonna be between us……this is embarrassing

↳ e.prentiss: im betting he’s gonna cry when he tells (Y/N) his vows.

↳ jenniferjareau: of course he is, its (Y/N)

↳ spencer.reid: you know she’ll attack you with a baguette right?

A/N: here’s my lovely little celebration treat for you all 💓 i hope to intensify your yearning for our favorite dilf :) because i am too. very bad. AND HEHEHE i made them get engaged now!!!! because i want some happy hormones released in my brain

click here if you wanna be a part of my taglist for future works!

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chrollohearttags · 4 months

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Cherry, I want to ask you something, but idk if this is appropriate for your ask but I'll ask you anyways...

It's involving maturbating so yeah you've been warned 😅

So recently, I got me a rose and a dildo right😩 cause I'm a virgin, and I just wanted to see if I could get turned on or not, so I basically putting the rose I my 🫘 and it feels nice or whatever but u don't get wet 😗 so I'm just like 'ok maybe I should try the dildo' so my dumbass is just sitting over here baby oil on my dildo trying to insert it in my hole but I can't barely put it in :( mostly because I wasn't horny. So then I turn on

🌽orn and stuff and I watch a couple of videos, but nun of that turns me on, even tho what they were doing in the video looked nice but like I just wasn't getting turned on, like no wetness between my legs at all ☹️ so my question is

Is something wrong with my body, or am I just not attracted to men and women sexually?☹️😭😭😭

I'm doing this anonymous bc I'm afraid ppl will judge me :\

hey sweetness!! trust me, ur totally fine! (my ask box was looking like a sexxy red comment section a couple weeks ago so it’s all good 😭) but no need to be embarrassed or afraid, we’re all grown over here and this is a safe space so we should be able to talk abt these things. Trust, big sis Cherry got you! First thing, baby oil is like the huuuugest no no! never EVER use that as lube bc it will cause all types of infections and nobody wants that. As far as the rose or any vibrator for that matter, it’s not, at least imo, meant to stimulate you but rather add to the pleasure. So in other words, if it’s not already feeling like Niagara Falls, don’t even bother with it cause it’ll just feel like burning rubber. (sorry for the graphic but yeah! 😭)

and there is not a single thing wrong with you!!! please don’t ever feel like you’re not doing something right because you’re not in the mood at the moment. Nobody walks around horny 25/8, and if they are..well idk. The best thing you can do is not force it. Sometimes the thought may be there but the urge is not and when you’re not mentally and physically synced, it’ll just make it that much harder to enjoy (and make it painful!) also, those videos are incredibly staged and just viewing it sometimes doesn’t do it so my suggestion: try audios!! asmr, guided stuff, etc. for me personally, it helps soooo much more. Because idk about you, but it’s hard for me to watch two ppl I don’t know and get turned on. The sounds do it for me because I feel more connected. The best advice I can give though is RELAX, take time to learn your body, learn your ticks and dislikes, don’t force it and just have fun. Focus on other parts of the body (nipples, skin contact, etc) Always clean your toys and use water based, SAFE lubes and always ALWAYS go to the bathroom after using them to not get UTI’s. From one virgin to another, sis, wishing you well and that it gets better for you! 🫶🏾🥰

#cherry’s asks 🍒#nonnies 🍒🌹#love you nonnie <333 #wishing you the best

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le-cabinet-du-garei · 1 year

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What if Interview with the Vampire was an Otome game?

i had that stupid idea yesterday and i need to draw it quickly. Don’t judge me please haha 😅🤣

Background from " Blood Moon Calling" because i dont have time for THIS

#interview with the vampire #thevampirechronicles #lestat the vampire #lestat de lioncourt #otome game #the vampire lestat #annerice #iwtv fanart #iwtv #tvc lestat

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fanficwriter101 · 7 months

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Redemption

Pairings: Jey Uso x Reader

Note: I am not new to writing. I have been posting stories on other sites, but this is the first time I’ve posted on here, please don’t judge me too hard. I am still getting used to this place. 😅��

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“Hey, (Name)” You hear Dom say as he approaches. You were backstage watching Jey’s match against Drew McIntyre. “Hey, Dom” Your eyes never leaving the tv screen as you responded. You knew Dominik feels compelled about being here with you because of the tension going on between you and the Judgement days recently, but that didn’t stop him from checking up on you.

“I just want to know how you’ve been doing, after…You know…” You pressed your lips together and nodded in response as he awkwardly trailed off. You let out a quick sigh before speaking, “I’m fine, thank you”

“You know the guys? They still care about you…I still do-“ He trailed off again. Talking to Dom again after everything feels like it never happened. He sure knows how to make a person feel good, even though technically he should be upset, too.

“Hey, Dom!” You and Dominik turned your heads to follow the direction the voice was coming from, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out who it belonged to. Finn Balor and Damien Priest were on their way over to you and Dom as you felt your stomach drop. Although you can imagine what Dominik is feeling after being caught talking to you.

“What are you doing, man? We have to head out there and help Jey Uso in 5 minutes” Finn says. You didn’t look at either of them as Damien stared you down. “Unless (Name) would like to join us instead, it really doesn’t matter to me” You quickly look over at Damien, a little taken back by his suggestion.

“I mean, it would be a good thing for her. She needs to redeem herself after all” Damien shrugged his shoulders as he said. Finn and Dominik both turned their attention towards you, looking for some kind of agreement. You looked away in discomfort. It was hella awkward to say the least, but they aren’t wrong. You weren’t even faithful to them. After Jey Uso left the Bloodline, you wanted to follow in his footsteps and leave the Judgement day, too. That explains why they’ve been in a losing streak lately, all because you were out canoodling with Jey Uso. But here they are, trying to recruit the very man you’ve been trying to run away with.

What makes this so complicated, is the fact that nobody in the Raw brand likes Jey, so he could very well join the Judgement day because of it. But then where would that leave you? You’ve set your mind on leaving the group, but if Jey joins, what was the point of all that talk about wanting to leave the stable? You might as well go out there and redeem yourself right now.

You couldn’t help but to drop your head in disappointment because you don’t have a damn clue on what to do anymore.

“Come on guys, let’s go. We need to head out there” Finn stated, breaking you out of your own thoughts. Damien nodded his head preparing to leave, but Dominik was a little hesitant. He looked back at you wondering what you were planning to do.

“Come on Dom” Damien stopped in his tracks to tap Dominik on the shoulder. “(Name) please consider it” He told her. You look back at him confused as he continued. “About redeeming yourself. Then this will all be over” He gave you a little smile in hopes it convinces you, before walking away. Damien looked back at you for a moment before he too, stepped away.

Now you were alone, lost in your own thoughts again. Until you heard the commentators talking about Jey Uso, which brought your attention back to the tv screen. Drew wasn’t playing around, he was throwing Jey around like some ragged doll which ultimately causes you to stress. However, that stress didn’t last too long after seeing the Judgement day making their way out into the ring.

The three men surrounded Jey, probably trying to convince him to join their stable again with a mix of their support thrown around here and there. You watched on as you noticed Dominik creating a distraction for Jey to get the upper hand. Even though you weren’t sure what was being said in that ring, your heart still sank. Jey wasn’t doing anything to convince you otherwise, he let them do their thing as if the Judgement day has successfully tamed him.

You found yourself looking away, seeing as you couldn’t handle it anymore. The man you have admired and fallen in love with, is now joining the stable you desperately wanted out of.

“Jey…why-“ You were suddenly cut off when you hear a loud pop from the fans, making you turn your attention back to the screen where you witnessed Jey super kicking Finn, Damien and Dominik in the face. You were so shocked you couldn’t wrap your head around it.

“Jey…” A smile creeped up on you without realizing, but it also disappeared just as quick when Drew suddenly kicked Jey in the face, ultimately claiming his win in the process. It was a bad match for Jey, but nothing could compare to what is about to happen to him right now.

The Judgement Day all slid into the ring just as Drew slid out from there, making you panic. Is Drew not going to help? What is going on? You didn’t even think about it too much, you just ran off.

At this point, Jey was getting beat up by three members of the Judgement Day, and there was no sign of reinforcements on Jey’s behalf. Drew was walking down the ramp looking back here and there, but made no effort to intervene.

When your music finally hit, you ran down the ramp with a steel chair in your hand. You passed by Drew, giving him a quick look before focusing your attention back towards the ring where you ended up sliding into. Finn and Dominik were very pleased to see you, as they showcased this through the big smile on their faces, whereas Damien appeared neutral and then there was Jey, who stood there staring at you helplessly.

“Good, you brought a chair” Finn walked over to you and patted your back. “I knew you’d come around, (Name)” Dominik added, he was holding Jey from behind, locking him in place.

Even though Finn and Dominik seemed to be happy, Damien doesn’t seem to feel the same way. “Hold on, guys” He began. You looked over at him as he motioned you to come over. You oblige and slowly made your way past Finn. “I still don’t trust you” He then pointed at Jey. “Hit him with the chair to prove yourself to me”

Jey was staring hard at you. Not that he was scared of being hit by the chair, but being hit by you? Betrayal cuts deeper than any steel chair to the ribs, well, maybe the chair would hurt a little more but the betrayal still definitely hurt.

You turned your head sideways, locking eyes with his gorgeous ones. He was frowning at you at this point, as you prepared yourself to strike.

“What are you waiting for? Do it!” Damien cried.

You ignored his outburst as your eyes lingered off into the lights of the arena, only to look back at Damien before hitting him in the rib with the chair. This prompted a loud pop from the crowd as Damien fell to his knees clutching his body in pain.

Finn ran right over, took your chair away and started scolding you. You didn’t want to hear any of it and swung your hand, slapping him across the face in the process. Earning more cheers from the crowd. Both Dom and Jey watched on in complete shock. He eventually lets go of Jey to confront you but you grabbed his arm and stared straight into his eyes. You opened your mouth and apologized to him before spiraling around, forcing him into an arm bar.

Jey eventually ran over to the both of you to pull you away, while Finn and Damien pulled Dom out of the ring before staring down at you. Damien was making that thumb down sign across his neck, indicating that you were cut from Judgement Day. You merely shrug your shoulder and wave to them goodbye, although it was a little hard to look at Dom, he was one of your bestest friends. But you did what you had to do for your own happiness.

You were so caught up in the moment you didn’t even notice Jey staring at you and calling out your name.

“(Name)?”

You eventually snapped out of it and looked at him. “You aight?” You nodded in response before kissing him, surprising him in the process. But he quickly wrapped his arms around you and kissed back. When you pulled away, he noticed tears in your eyes and questioned you about it.

You lift your arm to move his hand from wiping your tears “I’m fine. I’m just happy you didn’t end up joining them”

Jey gave you a funny look. “Now why would I do that? We had plans to have you drop them so we can be together, remember?”

At this point tears were coming like crazy and you pulled him in for a hug. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that”

“Nah, I’m happy you found the courage to walk away when you had the chance, baby”

#jeysuso #wwe x reader #jey uso x you #romance #the judgement day #wwe raw #dominik mysterio

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mrs-snape5984 · 3 months

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“I look inside myself and see my heart is black…”

“Maybe then, I'll fade away, and not have to face the facts. It's not easy facing up, when your whole world is black.” (“Paint it black” by The Rolling Stones)

Sometimes, when life gets too tough to deal with, I’m dreaming myself away from everything, I’m struggling with. Since I’m spending so much time in my dark place, there are plenty of hours to spend on these fantasies.

I know, many people might find this ridiculous, but the mind is free and so I’m enjoying some silly thoughts about Severus, teaching me to play the guitar or his younger version, jumping on the bed with me to some old punk rock songs…singing into my hairbrush with me. I don’t know, where those fantasies come from, they’re just living in my head rent free…so please, don’t judge me! 😅

One of my favourite artists on tumblr, the lovely @alinearthp made my dream come true in this beautiful drawing of Severus and me, having a rock session together.

Thank you so much, Aline! As always, you’ve blown me away with your amazing artwork.

I wished I could all the drawings, I’ve ever commissioned, weave into a gigantic comfort blanket for me…because that’s how I feel about the artwork, I’ve received from all these talented people here! Thank you all!

🖤 Severus & Julia 🖤

#i love severus #severus x oc #fuck me/cfs #mecfs #commissioning artwork is my goddamn coping mechanism #severus snape #i love snape #thank you #snape #pro snape #snape love #pro severus snape #snape content #i would protect him with my life #snart #severus fanart #fanart severus snape #snape art #severus snape art

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swagginmun · 1 month

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❤️❤️❤️HI SWAG! I HOPE YOUR HAVEING A GOODDAY/GOODNIGHT❤️❤️❤️

here, have a gift!🎁 (I love pony’s please don’t judge me 😅😂) . P.s. I love your art~😌❤️.

OHMYGODD- MY MLP SONA???? DUDE THANK YOU SM YOU DREW THEM SO WEEL QOQ

#swagginfanart #GUHHH #LOOKATEEEMM #ILOOK SO FLUFFY

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captain-mj · 1 year

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memory loss fic part 3?

👉🏽👈🏽

whenever you’re ready of course…..the chokehold it has on me is WILD lmao 😅

I did ALL of this on mobile so forgive any problems lol

Last Part!

Soap spent every moment he could by Ghost’s bedside. Ghost tried to stay awake, flinching when the morphine forced him under.

He looked so normal while asleep. Soap expected him to twitch but he never did, completely still besides the gentle up and down of his breathing. Then he’d wake up, pleading with Soap.

“Make it stop. I don’t want to go back anymore. Please don’t make me go back.” Simon mumbled to him, holding on to him like a lifeline. “Why can’t I just stay asleep with you?”

Soap sighed. “Simon, they’re not real. Roba is dead. You’re reliving memories.”

“I hate it. I hate it so much. I don’t want to wake up again.”

Soap felt sick. He knew Ghost didn’t understand. It was probably impossible to tell what was real and what wasn’t, so he assumed Soap wasn’t.

“I know. I know.” No ones knew if or when this would end. They weren’t sure if he was “gaining the memories in a linear timeline” or “just having Night terrors”. That’s what the nurses said. It didn’t make any sense to him. Their explanations were pointless. None of it really helped the situation.

Ghost changed. The person he had met the first day of his injury faded. Although he still trusted Soap, he didn’t let him touch him anymore. It was subtle, but he started to cover himself up, trying to prevent any of them observing him.

Soap left for just a moment and found him quietly painting a skull on his face in the bathroom, using a marker that had been left behind. When asked, he didn’t have an explanation on why.

Soap hated it. He tried to get Ghost to remember at first. Showed him anything he could think of. Their dogtags, sketches He made of the two of them, but they were all met with a blank stare and frustration.

Right now though, it was quiet. Simon had grabbed his hand.

“They left me there.”

“Who?”

“Washington and Sparks. They left me there…” Ghost stared at the tv. “I told them to. I wish I hadn’t. I don’t want to wake up.”

Soap rubbed little circles into his hands. “I’m sorry.”

“I miss my mom. Do you think she’s doing okay?”

“I’m sure she’s fine.” Soap’s voice cracked. His big, bad Lt looked very small. “You’re a good man for telling them to leave.” He knew it hadn’t mattered. Both were dead. Ghost didn’t yet.

“If this is real, why are you always here when i wake up?”

“I don��t want you to wake up alone.”

“I barely know who you are. Why would you care?”

Soap stared at him.

“Please don’t bring up the memory thing again.”

“It’s the memory thing again.”

“Why? What did i do to deserve you?” Ghost looked at him and it took Soap to realize what he was asking.

“You saved my life. You let me in. You didn’t judge me too harshly.” He leaned in, very slow so Simon could pull away. He kissed him softly and maybe some cheesy part of him hoped he’d pull away and Ghost would be fixed.

“Johnny. I really hope you’re real.” Ghost mumbled against him. He grabbed his shirt, trying to pull him closer but Soap stopped him.

“You have a still healing bullet wound. I’ll hurt you.” Soap said softly to him, cupping his face. Pretty eyelashes. Giant brown eyes. Just as gorgeous as always. “Do you want me to get you a surgical mask?”

“Yes.” Ghost nodded and Soap got him one, watching him cover that part of his face. Soap watched him eventually go to sleep.

Johnny tried to stay up but it was pointless. He fell asleep.

When he woke up, he heard movement but he assumed it was Price or one of the nurses, eyes staying closed. He felt gloved hands on his face a minute later and groaned.

“Johnny.”

Ghost.

Soap knew as soon as he heard him. He threw himself at him, making him stumble.

“Healing bullet wound, remember?” Ghost didn’t seem all that upset though.

"There you are. Fuck." He kissed his face all over, gripping his shoulders tight. "Don't ever fucking do that again."

"I'll try not to get another head injury. Where's my mask?"

Soap pulled away just long enough to find it and give it to him. He patted over him, as if checking for injuries again. "How did you get out of the cuffs?"

"Picked the lock."

"You're a scary bastard sometimes." Soap kissed Ghost until he was physically shoved away to let the man breath.

Ghost huffed and relaxed. "That was hell... Thanks for sticking with me."

"Aye... You said you didn't like my voice."

"Because I don't"

"Ouch." Soap held his hand over his heart.

"Okay, I like it a little."

"There you go, big guy."

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #soap call of duty #soap x ghost #ghost mw2 #ghost x soap

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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headache ❤️‍🔥

pairing: boss!lee bodecker x reader

part two / part three / part four / part five

warnings: sexual content, 18+ only, a lot of pining and fluff, kinda public sexual act but not really, workplace relationship, pet names, and that’s pretty much it i think but if i’m missing anything, please let me know!!!

words: 7.9k

*originally posted to @bellareadsandrecs on 08/10/21*

notes: this is my first ever fic so pls don’t judge my writing too harshly. 😅 i’m sure there are going to be some errors here and there so i apologize in advance! any feedback is more than welcome. let me know your thoughts!

i wrote this fic for @multi-stann’s 1k writing event! i used fluff prompt number 4, and smut prompts numbers 6 and 12. prompts will be in bold italics.

You were already dreading coming into the station today. Your head was pounding and you could hardly think straight. And as much as you loved your job as his assistant, the overwhelming presence of the sheriff had you feeling out of it even on your best day, and today was certainly not your best day.

As badly as you wanted to leave early, go home and crawl into bed, you couldn’t. You spent a good part of your morning debating on whether or not you should call in and take the day off before finally deciding to get up and get ready before you were really late. You used the bathroom, brushed your teeth, and then went to your closet. Your hair was already good to go from the style you wore the day before so all you really had to do was slip on a dress, put on your makeup, and be on your way. You searched your medicine cabinet before leaving hoping to find some aspirin for your head but came up empty. Groaning, you made sure to grab your coat, keys, and purse before leaving. You thought maybe you could stop by the pharmacy on your walk home after work and pick up a bottle if your headache hadn’t passed by then.

You got to the station half an hour late, which was very out of the ordinary for you, and were met with a flurry of folks buzzing around the station. Today was the last Friday of the month, and it was busy as always. You knew Lee would probably need you to stay tonight and help him get the monthly reports filled out and filed on top of the everyday work you were used to before you could even think of getting home. The craziness of the station was less than helpful in your attempt to get yourself together. You normally got to work early, made sure your’s and Lee’s desks were organized and ready for the day, and then got settled into your morning routine.

Being late, you had no time to do any of that. As you walked up to your desk, you saw Lee in his office talking on the phone going over some files in his hand. He looked rather irritated and was clearly arguing with whoever he was speaking to. His desk was a mess and you were worried he was going to be upset with you, and he had every reason to be, you thought. You were late, hadn’t even thought to call and let someone know, and that meant that Lee had to sort through your personal mess of files on your desk to get to his own work. Your worries dissipated as soon as Lee’s eyes met your own through the window. Once he saw you, he visibly relaxed a bit and the most charming smile spread across his face. You gave him a little wave and a shy smile before turning to take a seat at your desk right in front of his office window.

As much as you hated to admit it to yourself, you were definitely falling for the sheriff. You found yourself feeling butterflies in your stomach at the prospect of getting to spend time with him later, even though that time would be devoted to the tedious end-of-the-month work that was always unsurprisingly left to you to do at the very last minute. This wasn’t on the sheriff, though. He found the work as annoying as you did. It was mostly the officers who hated doing their own paperwork and would leave their reports and forms near blank most of the time. Someone had to finish them and get them filed, though, it was a mandatory part of the job. As your mind drifted back to work, and away from your very attractive, and very distracting boss, you felt your headache stronger than before. You could only hope that there weren’t too many reports that needed to be completed before you filed everything tonight.

As you sat at your little desk, you got started on going through and separating the files left on your table for Lee to look at today. You always made sure to have them organized in order of importance/urgency so that he wouldn’t have missed anything important by the end of the day. Normally by this time, you’d have had most of them sorted and ready for him to start working on, but what with you being late, it being the end of the month, and the number of people in the station today, there were almost double the number of files to get through right now. On top of that, your head was hurting and your mind was having trouble focusing on the task at hand for long.

Usually, you could be found walking around the station by now, helping where you could. Whether that was with the ladies up front taking calls and helping out with dispatch and reception, or just making sure the break room was cleaned and stocked and that the coffee was fresh. But those are things you do when you have time to kill. Right now, you certainly don’t.

You know you have a lot to go through, but all you want to do is lay your head down and rest your eyes for just a moment. But you can hardly bring yourself to stay put in the lumpy chair that was provided to you when you first started here working as the sheriff’s assistant.

Unbeknownst to you, from the window of his office that looked out on the entire station, Lee had been keeping an eye on you for the past hour or so. Though he didn’t need to go through the files anytime soon, he was waiting for you to bring them in early, like you always did, so that he could talk with you. He quickly noticed, though, that you seemed a little more than distracted. Anytime anyone would pass by, you would lose your place in the file you were assessing and would have to go back to rereview what you had just glossed over. And as the volume of the station grew, he noticed you shutting your eyes and gently rubbing your temples more and more frequently. He knew you usually blew through the files and had them to him way before he would need them, so it was obvious that you were having an off day; and he was worried about you. Though he hadn’t meant to, the sheriff had definitely fallen for you. Once he realized something was off, he decided to keep his eye on you, and he did until finally, you stood up and walked to the break room, his concerned gaze following you as you went.

Finally deciding that staying put at your desk would be of no help to regaining your focus, you waited until the break room was mostly cleared to get up and get yourself a cup of coffee.

“Y/N! There you are, sweetie! I haven’t seen you all day. It’s been so busy! A lot of work at your desk, too?” You grimaced slightly at the volume of which your name was called as you entered the break room. There at the counter stirring her cup of coffee was Beth, one of the receptionists at the front desk. You two had become close since you started working at the station, in fact, Beth was the one who had mentioned the open assistant position to you and the girls at the diner you worked at previously. You had moved to town just about a year ago and quickly got a job there. You worked there for six months before applying at the station and getting the job you have now. You and Beth had a lot in common and became fast friends. You were about the same age, too, and she was one of the kindest people you’d ever met. She was smiling sweetly at you as you approached the counter.

“Hi, Beth. Yeah, I’ve been at my desk all morning. A lot of files to get organized for the sheriff before lunch,” You spoke softly.

“Are you feeling alright, Y/N? You normally have those files stacked on the sheriff’s desk by now and are buzzing around the station. What is it?” You could hear the concern in Beth’s voice as well as see it in her eyes as she took in your state.

“I’m alright, just had a long night tossing and turning is all. Didn’t get much sleep and then I woke up with a headache that hasn’t gone away yet. I’m moving a little slower today I guess, but I’ll be fine,” You gave her a reassuring smile as you grabbed a mug for coffee.

“I’m sorry, honey! If you need any help, just let me know, God knows how many times you’ve done the same for me. And it’s the end of the month, so I know it’s gonna be a long day for you. Anything I can do to help, you just let me know, okay?”

“Thank you, Beth. I really appreciate that. With any luck, this cup of coffee will help kick me into gear and I’ll be feeling good as new. But I’ll let you know if I need any help,” Beth nodded and with a smile she turned and strolled back to her chair at reception sipping on her coffee as she went, leaving you alone in the break room.

As you were adding the cream and sugar to your cup, you heard heavy steps entering the room. Instantly your heart picked up speed, you knew exactly who those steps belonged to.

Lee stayed quiet as he came up beside you. Really close beside you. You looked up and were met with his ever-intense gaze falling on you. A shiver ran up your back and you cursed yourself internally for the way your breath hitched just the slightest when his tongue darted out to run against his bottom lip. The effect the sheriff had on you was almost debilitating. You were so easily flustered by him and today was no different. If anything, today was worse. You barely had your wits about you as it was and his proximity was clouding your already dazed mind.

You suddenly realized you were staring and felt your body heat up with embarrassment. Quickly looking away and back to the coffee before you, you spoke sheepishly,

“Mornin’, Sheriff. Would you care for a coffee?”

“Mornin’, Darlin’. Coffee’s just what I came in here for.”

“Cream and sugar?” You asked as you reached for another mug, though you already knew how he liked his coffee. You usually left a cup for Lee on his desk every morning after getting the rest of your morning routine done and out of the way. Of course, this morning was different and you weren’t here on time to be able to. It’s not like it was a part of your job description, but you didn’t mind. He had never asked you to, either, it was just something that you did.

As you added the splash of cream and spoonful of sugar, he spoke,

“Looks like you already know the answer to that, Sweetheart,” He smirked, and you felt those ever-familiar butterflies start to take flight in your tummy. “Say, you have those files put together for me yet?”

“Oh, I’m almost finished sorting them, Sheriff. Sorry, it’s taking me so long today,” You handed him his mug and took your own as he followed behind you out the door and back towards his office.

“Thank you, Sweetheart,” He sipped his coffee and hummed contentedly. “No one makes a cup of coffee like you. I always look forward to coming in to find a steaming cup waiting for me at my desk,”

You couldn’t help but smile knowing that something so simple that you did for him was something he actually looked forward to.

“I was worried you weren’t coming in today when I got here and you were nowhere to be found. Thought you’d left me to do the monthly reports and filing all on my lonesome,” as he spoke that charming smile of his left you feeling flushed all over again.

“No, Sheriff, I was just running behind this morning is all,” Before you could stop yourself you continued, “I’d never leave you on your lonesome.”

As soon as the words left your mouth you hoped the ground would open up and swallow you whole. You hated how you sounded. You knew the sheriff’s reputation and you heard plenty about the kind of women he spent time with on the weekends at Tecumseh. You knew that that just wasn’t you. Not that you were even interested in him… Except that of course, you were. And though you tried to tell yourself that it wasn’t important and you didn’t care if he was interested in you, you knew you wanted him to be. Of course you did, and you had for a while. He was beyond handsome and his charm and wit could draw in just about anyone, reputation be damned. He was always in the forefront of your mind and try as you might deny it, you wanted him. Badly. And as silly as it was, you wanted him to want you just the same.

Lee’s smile widened as he looked at you and you saw a glint of something you couldn’t quite name, pride, maybe? twinkled in his eyes. His hand came up to caress your cheek as he spoke,

“I know you wouldn’t, Sugar. You’ve always been such a good girl for your sheriff, haven’t you? Such a sweet little thing for me,”

His voice was low and warm and you were certain that you had stopped breathing. If you thought you were burning up before, now you were set aflame. Being called a “good girl” by him made you feel all tingly, amongst a bunch of other things you couldn’t quite describe at the moment. But it was good… too good. In fact, it was so good that it actually felt terrible. You knew his words shouldn’t affect you like this. There was no way Lee would ever be interested in you. But, God, the feeling on his rough hand on your cheek was intoxicating and that look in his eyes, you were sure you’d never get over it. You could easily talk yourself into believing that there was more than just simple praise behind Lee’s words. He sounded too sincere to have been messing with you, but that was the easiest explanation your self-consciousness could come up with for his sweet show of affection toward you. And so that’s what you told yourself. He was probably just messing with you. He had to be. Teasing the poor dumb girl who was just absolutely hopeless around him. The silly assistant who was so obviously flustered by even just his glance. Despite yourself, that small part of you remained and hoped that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t trying to mess with you at all. Maybe he really meant what he said and he wanted you to know that he appreciated you. Even so, appreciation does not equate to attraction, and you knew that. Lee may have been sincere with his words, you allowed, but that didn’t mean he was interested in you. You really had to stop yourself from your self-indulgent fantasies surrounding the sheriff because it was starting to get out of hand.

But little did you know, Lee really was interested in you. Of course, he wanted to show you how much he appreciated you, but he also loved seeing the way his words could physically affect you. He certainly didn’t miss you subconsciously rubbing your legs together when he called you a good girl. He knew exactly what he was doing and he just couldn’t help himself. He meant what he said. You really were so good to him, such a sweet thing. And god, he wanted you. Each time he visited Tecumseh, he always thought of you. How good you’d feel on his lips. He imagined it was you on his lap, your breasts in his face, his hands wandering around your ass and hips. Your pussy squeezing his cock as he guided you up and down his shaft, you moaning his name as he pleased you. He wondered what other sounds you’d make for him, how you would look, how you’d feel cumming on his cock like the good girl he knew you’d be for him. He wanted you. He needed you. And he knew, it was obvious, that it was the same for you. So he had made up his mind, he would have you. And you would have him.

Before you had a chance to say anything, not that you had anything to say or that you’d even be able to speak if you did, he dropped his hand and continued into his office leaving you standing by your desk looking dumbfounded. Speaking over his shoulder, his voice brought you back to reality, “Make sure you get those files to me all sorted before your lunch break, Sweetheart.”

And with that, you took your seat and tried desperately to ignore the heat growing between your legs, crossing them tightly as you sat.

An hour later and your head still hurt, but you were certainly more awake. You’d just finished sorting the files Lee needed and were working up the courage to get up and walk them to him. You counted to three and pushed yourself to your feet. As you turned to face the office, Lee appeared right in front of you, causing you to almost smack right into him. Because of course, you could embarrass yourself more today.

“Those for me?” Lee asked as he grabbed the organized stacks from your hands.

“Yep, Sheriff. All sorted for ya.”

“Good, right on time. I was just about to head out to the diner for lunch. Grab your coat, it’s gettin’ windy outside. Would hate for that little dress of yours to fly up on ya.”

Although he wouldn’t mind seeing you get flustered in front of him again, he actually would hate anyone, aside from himself, getting to see up your dress.

You stared at him dumbly, unsure of what he meant. Certainly not that you’d be going with him to the diner. He hadn’t asked you to lunch, he didn’t mention anything of the sort, you were sure of it. Your head was a mess but you would have remembered him asking you to join him for lunch, that was for sure. He had walked back into his office with the files and set them on his desk. As he came back to where you were stood, noticing you hadn’t moved, he raised an eyebrow at you and huffed,

“Well come on, let’s get goin’, Sugar.”

“To the diner?” You asked, confusion written clearly on your face, “Together?”

“Beth mentioned you were having a rough day, figured I’d take you to lunch. Show you how thankful I am for your help around here. And we might be here late tonight, you and me. A lot of reports to get done. So we should make sure to eat somethin’ while we have the time,”

That made sense. You were now mentally scolding yourself for thinking he meant anything else by it. An innocent outing for lunch, that was all. You couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, though. The idea that maybe he was taking you out on a lunch date in the middle of a workday was obviously ridiculous, but it had excited you nonetheless. So while you thought it was really considerate of him, but definitely didn’t want to be taken out of pity.

“Thank you, Lee but you don’t have to do that,” you tried to decline.

“I’m more than happy to, sweetheart,” He stood expectantly, waiting for you to grab your coat.

Instead of arguing, you simply nodded as a shy smile found its way to your face.

“Okay,” you murmured.

You went to grab your jacket, pulling on the knee-length coat before following Lee out of the station and towards the sheriff’s cruiser.

He pulled the passenger door open for you and your heart felt as though it’d jump out of your chest as he helped you in, fingers grazing your own. Again his calloused hand felt so right on your soft skin and you couldn’t help but imagine how his hands would feel on the rest of your body. You quickly pushed the thought out of your head and mentally reprimanded yourself. Of course, no one knew what you were thinking, but that didn’t make it okay. And not only that, but the thought hurt. Knowing that it was something you’d never be able to actually experience, you were only hurting yourself to allow these delusional thoughts to continue.

That didn’t stop them from coming, though, as Lee leaned in to buckle your seatbelt himself. He was so close, closer than he’d ever been before. You couldn’t help your staring as his face was right in front of you. As if it was possible, he was even more attractive up close. You wanted to touch him, to feel him on you just as you felt his warm breath as he leaned in and invaded all of your senses. God, he smelled so good. All you wanted to do was lean in and - no, no. You had to stop these thoughts, but he certainly was not making it easy for you.

He buckled you in and then closed the door, walking around to the driver’s side and getting in. Though the radio started playing softly as Lee started the car, it was still too quiet and you couldn’t hear anything aside from your breathing and the beating of your heart in your ears.

“You used to work at the diner, didn’t you, y/n?” Lee’s question pulled your attention away from your obsessive, quite erratic thoughts that were currently eating at you. The way your name sounded on his tongue filled you again with warmth. You loved his voice and you loved the way he said your name. God, you really were hopeless.

“I did, I left just before I started at the station,” you confirmed with a nod.

“Hm, why’d you leave?” He asked. You certainly couldn’t tell him that you had really only applied for the job at the station because of him, so you replied, maybe a little too quickly, “Money.”

That’s the same answer you gave to everyone who asked the same question just six months earlier when you first left the diner. It was an easy answer and one that no one could really argue with. It wasn’t entirely a lie, either. The pay you got at the diner, even with tips, was nothing compared to what you were making at the station.

In all honesty, though, you’ve had this stupid little crush on the sheriff since you moved to town last year. You really only ever saw him when he was patrolling or on his way out of the diner. You’d always just miss him, but your coworkers always said how lucky you were for that. They would tell you the town rumors and gossip surrounding the sheriff, and it wasn’t as if you didn’t believe them, it was more so that you just couldn’t get him out of your mind regardless. So when Beth and the girls were talking about the open position down at the station one day, you knew you’d apply right away.

And here you were six months later, even more wanting of the man sitting beside you. It’s not like you hadn’t spent time with the sheriff before, but it just seemed that after each interaction the feelings you had for him got more and more intense.

“Well, I’m glad you did. Best assistant I’ve ever had, darlin’. Don’t know how I got half my work done without you before,” His praise made your heart soar and you found yourself looking away, hoping to not embarrass yourself further in front of him by your reaction.

“Thank you, Sheriff. That means a lot,” Lee just grinned at you, reveling in the way he was able to affect you.

It wasn’t far from the station, so the cruiser pulled into the diner’s parking lot after the short-lived drive and Lee was quick to get out and open your door for you. As you walked towards the entrance, you felt Lee’s hand on the small of your back ushering you inside the familiar space.

“Hiya there, Sheriff! Y/N! How’ve you been, honey? We’ve missed you around here,” Pearl was always the sweetest, she had trained you when you started at the diner last year and was always looking out for you. Lee nodded his head in greeting as Pearl approached the two of you.

“Hi, Pearl,” She gave you a hug that you happily returned and then led you and Lee to a booth toward the back corner of the diner, though still right in front of the huge window that took up the length of the wall lined with booths. You slid into the right side of the booth and Lee took a seat on the left side. Sunlight was shining on him from the window, making his eyes sparkle brightly. He looked so beautiful, you almost couldn’t look away. You certainly didn’t want to. But as Pearl spoke, you forced your gaze from him and gave your attention to the woman in front of you.

“Let me guess, one 7-up, one Pepsi, one grilled cheese with fries, and one burger with fries. Is that right?” Pearl asked with a knowing smile, looking back and forth between the two of you. She was good at her job. She remembered everyone’s usual once she served them a couple of times and you were slightly surprised that she remembered your order despite you not having been to the diner more than twice since you had quit.

“Sounds right to me, you Sugar?” Lee asked, his gaze made only more striking in the light of the sun.

“Yep, on the money as always, Pearl,” You confirmed with a smile. “Thank you.”

“Sure thing, sugar,” she emphasized the pet name and quirked her eyebrow at you with a little smirk playing on her lips.

“I’ll be right back with your drinks and the food won’t be too long either.”

As she walked to the back, you returned your attention to Lee, who had just begun to slide out of the booth. Before you could ask him where he was going, he was already sliding right in beside you.

“Sun’s shinin’ right in my eyes. You don’t mind me next to you, do you, sweetheart?”

“Not at all, Lee. But we could always move to a table if you’d like,”

“I prefer the booth, it gives us a little more privacy, dontcha think?”

You weren’t sure why you would be worried about having privacy in the diner that was nearly empty as it was. You decided that maybe with the way people are always talking about the sheriff, he just preferred to keep as low a profile as possible. And you really didn’t mind him sitting so close, either. It was nice, dare you say, comforting even.

“Sure,” you agreed. With that, he slid just the smallest bit closer and you tried your best to contain your excitement and to reel your thoughts back in.

Just as she promised, Pearl was back with the drinks and not even five minutes later came the food. As you both ate, the conversation came easy. You spoke about nothing and everything and if you didn’t know any better, you’d have thought that Lee was flirting with you every now and again. It really would have been a perfect first date, but of course, that’s not what this is, you told yourself. So as you neared the end of your meal, you started talking about the fall festival that was coming up soon, allowing the conversation to find its way back to work. The sheriff would be there patrolling and of course, you two would be the ones getting all the paperwork for it set up later in the coming week. As you listened to the sheriff talk, a loud honk sounded from outside, interrupting him and making you wince ever so slightly. Lee definitely noticed, though.

“Lots of work to get done tonight,” he started, “you feelin’ any better?”

“I’m feeling fine, just a bit of a headache is all. It’s sure to fade away soon,” you reassured. “But how long do you think we’ll be at the station tonight, Sheriff?”

“Well, that depends on how fast we work.” He thought for a moment and his demeanor changed just slightly. It was a Friday, what if you had plans tonight? Plans with someone who wasn’t him. He hated the thought, but he needed to know. “Why, you got a date or something?” He asked gruffly.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the question. Since moving to town, you’d been asked out once or twice but you were never interested in going out with anyone. Anyone aside from the sheriff, that is.

“No, no date. I was planning on going to the pharmacy on my way home, but I could always stop by there tomorrow if we aren’t done before they’re closed.” He seemed to relax at your response and if you didn’t know any better you’d swear he looked almost relieved to know you didn’t have anyone taking you out.

It looked as if he was about to say something, but just as he opened his mouth to start, Pearl walked up holding two small plates, a slice of pie on each.

“Pie for the two of you, on the house of course. Just to show our appreciation for how hard you’ve been working for the town,” She winked at you and as she moved to grab your lunch plates, you thanked her for the pie. She smiled and moved swiftly to the back to drop off the dishes then up to the front to grab the check.

You and Lee talked for a little while longer over the pie and you soon found yourself leaning into him without even realizing it. His presence, although intimidating, you found just as equally pleasing. You could stay there next to him all day and you wouldn’t mind at all.

Lee was trying his best to resist the urge to pull you into his side the entire time he was sitting next to you. So when he noticed you leaning into him more and more, he couldn’t help the smile that he wore. He was so used to you always being flustered around him, he loved that you seemed so relaxed with him after one lunch together. And it just felt right, you being so close. He liked talking to you, especially about things other than work, and he loved to listen to you as well. Seeing your eyes sparkle when he looked at you, or the way you laughed shyly at him flirting with you, he just loved being around you. As you spoke, he couldn’t help but wish he had done this sooner. He was utterly content and could have sat there with you all day and wouldn’t have minded at all.

As you finished off most of the pie on your plates, Pearl returned with the check. You reached into your coat pocket where you always kept some money, just in case. As you went to put some down on the table, Lee caught your hand.

“What do you think you’re doing, sweetheart?” Lee questioned incredulously.

“Paying for my lunch?” you replied meekly, staring up at him.

“You don’t worry about paying for anything. I took you here, it’s on me, darlin’,”

Just as you were about to protest, Lee sent you a look that had you shutting your mouth before you could say a word. It both thrilled and terrified you. That was just another thing about Lee that attracted you, just something else about him that you couldn’t help but love. He was always so sweet to you, but you also knew he could be anything but when he needed to be. You loved his authority. He had this power over you and you knew you would do anything he ever asked you to and you’d do it with a smile.

Lee set down a 10 dollar bill, more than enough to cover your food and a tip, and went to stand, taking your hand in his as he did. He helped you out of the booth and as you walked to the doors, sent your goodbyes and thank yous to Pearl on the way out.

He once again helped you into the cruiser but didn’t bother with the seat belt this time. As he walked around to get to the driver’s side, you slid yourself over to be closer to him. As soon as he got in the car, he noticed your proximity and smirked ever so slightly, starting the car and putting his arm on the back of the seat as he reversed out of the parking lot and headed back to the station.

Once the two of you were back inside and at Lee’s office, he gave you a stack of paper forms that all needed to be filled out.

“Figured we could get started on some of the paperwork now, don’t want to keep you here doin’ work all night again.”

“Sure thing, Sheriff. I’ll get started right away.”

Just as you walked out of his office and went to sit at your desk, Beth came over.

“Hey, Y/N. Deputy Roberts just called in. He said he’s been trying to get a hold of Lee but hasn’t been able to. He needs him down at a scene right away. Let him know, would you?”

“Oh, of course!” You set the forms down and turned right back around into the sheriff’s office.

“Done already? Well, that was mighty fast, there, sugar.” Lee joked with a smile.

“Sorry, Sheriff. It’s actually Deputy Roberts. Says he’s been trying to get a hold of you needs you down on a scene.”

“It’s that damn radio again, doesn’t pick up any signal half the time. Alright, well I’ll be back later then. Try to get as many of those forms filled as you can, there’s more right here when you finish the ones I just gave you.”

“Of course, Sheriff. Be safe.”

“Always am, Sugar.” And he left with a wink.

After your lunch with Lee, you realized you were actually feeling a lot better. Returning to your desk, you got straight to work. There was plenty to do. It wasn’t until about two hours later that you heard from Lee. He called his own office, knowing the call would be sent to your desk.

“Looks like it’ll be a while before I get back to the station, sweetheart. I need you to go into my office and get started on filing the paperwork from the month-end reports. You can use my desk, I know how uncomfortable your chair can get after a while. I should be back around 5. Just try to get as much done as you can.”

“Absolutely, Sheriff. I’ll see you later, then.”

“Bye, darlin’.”

Darlin’. The pet name made your heart flutter and that familiar warmth returned to your stomach. You got up and made your way into the sheriff’s office, all of the completed forms in hand. Taking a seat at his desk, you took a moment to take in your surroundings. You’d been in his office before but never sat at his desk. It was a lot bigger than yours and his chair was much more comfortable. There was a candy dish on the corner and the trash bin under his desk was littered with scrap paper, broken paper clips, some old ripped-up files, and candy wrappers. On his desk, papers and files were spread all over and you got started on clearing them up and organized them once again.

After a couple of hours spent filling out reports and getting them filed properly, your headache was back with full force. On the bright side, you were almost done, and luckily that meant you wouldn’t have to stay late at all tonight. Seeing as there were only a small handful of reports and forms left, you decided it’d be okay to take just a little break. Leaning your head back on the chair, you shut your eyes and before you realized you were, you quickly fell asleep.

It wasn’t too much later that the Sheriff returned, finding you at his desk, legs crossed, elbows set on the arms of the chair, head resting against the back of it, fast asleep. You looked so precious he almost didn’t have the heart to wake you. As he got near, his eyes fell to your exposed cleavage as your chest moved up and down with your breathing. The sight along with the soft sighs leaving your lips had already caught his attention, but it was hearing his own name falling from your lips ever so quietly and seeing your legs squeezing together beneath your dress that sent him into action.

Sitting on the edge of the desk in front of you, he put his hands on your arms, rubbing up and down gently to try and wake you up without startling you. He gently spoke your name and that seemed to rouse you. Looking up at him, eyes widening as you suddenly came back to reality. You stared at him as the scene that was just playing out in your dreams, the ones starring him, ran through your head. You were silently praying that you hadn’t made any sound in your sleep, something you’ve been known to do in the past. Your whole body was alight and the way Lee was looking at you wasn’t doing anything to calm you down. He looked like he wanted to devour you, and the thought of that had your breath catching in your throat.

“Fallin’ asleep on the job now are we, darlin’?” He asked low and smoothly.

“I’m sorry, Lee. I don’t know what I was doing. My head was hurting and I was almost finished with everything so I thought I’d just shut my eyes for a minute, I guess I fell asleep.” You rambled timidly.

Lee just nodded at you, his eyes still locked on you and hungry. And now that you really looked, caught in his stare, they were much darker than normal.

“Headache’s back, huh? You know darlin’,” he leaned into you even more as he continued on, “I hear that orgasms relieve headaches, and I think I can help you with that.” His voice was penetrating as he spoke, eyes never leaving your own as his hands trailed down your arms and settled on your crossed legs, fingers grazing down along your thighs.

You couldn’t help the pathetic sound that passed your lips at his words and touch. You were burning up and for a moment you thought that you might still be dreaming because there was no way the sheriff just said what you thought he said. That was until his hands found their way under the hem of your dress. You realized that the touch was too real and felt too good for it to be another dream. At that, your hands shot down to his, stopping them from crawling any higher. Your heart was about to beat out of your chest and you could feel yourself becoming more and more aroused.

“Sheriff?” You breathed. “What are you doing?”

“Just wanna help you is all, darlin’,” His voice was comforting then and as he gently uncrossed your legs, you allowed him to start moving his hands up your thighs again. You leaned up into him and searched his eyes for any sign of insincerity, but all you found was longing and desire. So caught up in his gaze, you didn’t even realize how far up his hands had gotten until you felt him press against your clit through the fabric of your underwear, drawing a light circle around the bundle of nerves as his eyes moved from yours to your lips.

“Lee-!” You gasped, eyes wide, as he spread your thighs apart further and his touch went down to explore your still covered core. Your one hand went to his shoulder as you grasped him and your other shot to his hand that continued to touch you. You could feel your wetness and you knew he could too as he rubbed along your panties. His gentle touch sent a shockwave of pleasure through you. Before you could get lost in the feeling, though, your eyes shot to the window right across from the two of you that looked out on the station as people passed by. It was a little past 5 and everyone would be starting to head home, of course having to pass the sheriff’s office to get to the entrance and exit of the building. His gaze followed yours and he chuckled, then turned back to face you.

“Oh Sweetheart, don’t you worry,” He spoke as he leaned in closer to you, forehead resting against yours then turning his head to whisper in your ear, “How ‘bout,” he started, breathing heavy against you, “if I twist your panties to the side….and just slip two of my fingers in, hmm? They wouldn’t even notice.” He moved to place a soft kiss on your cheek, and you could feel him smiling against your skin as you let out a shaky breath. His lips then found their way to your own. He kissed you so passionately and tenderly and you’ve never experienced a kiss like that before. It was new and it was loving and it made you feel wanted. When you finally pulled away from one another, both of you nearly gasping for air, he gazed into your eyes as he moved his fingers to do just what he said, studying your face carefully.

Your mouth fell open, letting out a soft moan as he pushed his two fingers into you. You were whimpering pathetically as he started to slowly, expertly move his finger in and out of your tight hole, causing you to arch back from the chair as you gasped at the fast growing pleasure he was bringing you. Lee leaned back in to place another soft kiss against your lips, swallowing your cries of ecstasy as he did. He trailed kisses down along your neck, then onto your chest as he made his way to your breasts, nipping and sucking lightly as he went, fingers never stopping their ministrations. You could feel yourself getting closer, your abdomen tightening as your walls clenched his fingers.

“I can feel you squeezing me, darlin’. You gonna be my good girl and come for me, sweetheart?” he asked as he nuzzled his nose against your throat, placing kisses wherever his lips could reach.

“Yes, Sheriff, please. God, please! I’m so close, Lee, please,” you whined desperately though you really weren’t sure what you were pleading for. You couldn’t think straight as he brought you closer and closer to your release.

Lee knew what you needed, though, even if you didn’t. His other hand found your clit and he began to rub circles over it with his thumb, adding to the expounding pressure building in your core until finally, your orgasm overtook you and you came with a cry, his name falling from your lips over and over. You fell back into the chair, taking Lee with you. You grabbed his face and pulled him into a bruising kiss. Pulling back to look at him, you were breathless and Lee looked as if he was on top of the world as you wrapped your arms around him trying to get him as close as possible, but the slightly awkward position you were both still in didn’t bring him nearly close enough for your liking. Looking past him for a moment, you realized then that the lights of the station were all off and there was no one in sight.

“Head still hurting you, darlin’?” Lee asked with a smug smirk playing on his lips. You shook your head.

“‘S’all gone, now, Lee. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever felt better.”

A dopey smile found its way to your face as Lee pulled you up and out of his chair, only to sit himself down and place you on his lap, wrapping his arms around you as he did. Now that he had you, he didn’t plan on ever letting you go.

“Good,” he smiled leaning in to kiss you softly, “How’s about you sit here and keep me company while I finish up the last of these reports and then I’ll take you home.”

“Sounds good to me, Sheriff,” that same smile still plastered on your blissed out face, making Lee chuckle as you leaned against his chest, head resting on his shoulder.

It didn’t take any time at all for Lee to finish up the reports. Soon enough you were getting up from the desk, grabbing your things and turning out the lights as Lee led you out of the station, making sure to lock up behind him, and to his cruiser. Just as he did before, Lee helped you in then made his way to the driver’s side. As he got in, you sat as close to him as you could and he pulled you even further into his side, wrapping his arm around you as he drove out of the lot.

You leaned your head up and spoke softly in his ear,

“Thank you for your help, Lee… ya know, I’d really like to return the favor,” you let your hand run up and down his thigh and slowly worked your way toward the rather prominent bulge growing in his pants. Lee hissed as your hand grazed him and had to fight against the urge to pull over and take you right then and there.

“I’d really like that too, darlin’, but -fuck, wanna get you in my bed first,” he reached for your wandering hand and intertwined his fingers with yours as he drove one handed,

“Gonna treat you right, real nice, just the way a sweet thing like you deserves. And I know you’re gonna do the same for me. You’re mine now, sweetheart,” he spoke between the kisses he was leaving on you as you gazed at him adoringly,

“And I’m yours. We got all the time in the world, me and you, darlin’. No need to rush.”

You felt all warm and fuzzy inside at his words and you hadn’t felt this happy in a long, long time, maybe even ever. It was all thanks to Lee. After months of longing, you were finally his and he was finally yours. Now that you had him, you didn’t want to ever let him go.

#lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker #lee bodecker fluff #lee bodecker fanfiction #lee bodecker fic #lee bodecker x female reader

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Now I need to see a drabble of Tara in jail especially when she finds out why all the officers are scrambling around! ("Need" sounds aggressive, I mean "would like" 😅)

“Excuse me,” Tara says, loudly from her spot in the holding cell. She’s standing behind a long row of iron bars, “Excuse me, can somebody please tell me what’s going on?”

The station is in a panic.

At first it was a single officer who’d abandoned his post to take a call from the radio. Then another. And then, Tara had seen the Sheriff rush off with her gun holstered, an army of six police officers with her.

Now, it’s just her and and Officer Ben, a nineteen year old rookie with the acne scars to prove his age. Tara taps at her iron bars impatiently.

“Brian! What’s going on?”

Ben looks over at her, eyes squinted.

“It’s Ben.” He says, “And it’s none of your concern.”

“Is it Ghostface?” Tara asks, voice urgent, “It’s my concern if it’s Ghostface. Where’s my girlfriend? You have a squad car on her, right?”

“We don’t need a squad car on her,” Says Ben, “Because we have Ghostface right here.”

“Idiot,” Hisses Tara, her dark eyes blazing, “If something has happened to my girlfriend and you haven’t told me-“

“What are you going to do?” Asks Ben. He picks up his leftover bagel and takes a bite, “Angrily yell at me from your cell? Take a shit on your bed?”

“You’ll wish you’d never been born if he hurts my girlfriend,” Tara says, eyes flashing, “Wait until my lawyer gets here. I’ll make it my personal mission to make your life hell. First I’ll take your badge, make sure no county inside the country will touch you. Then I’ll sue the everloving shit out of you. I’ll take every dollar you have, and judging by that haircut - it’s less than three-hundred. I’ll put you so far into bankruptcy you’ll never own a house, or lease a car, or buy another fucking bagel again. Understand?”

Ben pauses. He swallows, sinking back into his seat.

“There’s been a Ghostface attack,” He says, voice meek, “But your girlfriend is fine, untouched.”

Tara lets out a long sigh of relief. She sways slightly against the bars.

Then she looks up at Officer Ben, determination in her eyes.

“Thank you. Now give me the phone. I want my phone call.”

#ask #ghostface!tara #Drabble #spoilers

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burninlovebutler · 1 year

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Worship

pairing: austin x fem!reader - word count: 2.2k

warnings: obsessive-possesive!austin, breakup hookup??, oral (f recieving), squirting, alcohol/drunkenness, coercion?, hints at emotional manipulation (no details or descriptions included), 18+, MDNI

summary: you’re awoken by a knock at your door way past midnight. you find your ‘crazy’ ex, the one you almost placed a restraining order against, begging for a second chance. you decide to take advantage of the situation and give in to his wish to worship you.

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this is my (late as fuck) secret santa fic for @foreverdolly - i'm not sure if this exactly what you wanted but since it was kinda out of my wheelhouse of abilities 😅 bc of that i’m not the most confident so pls don’t judge my writing 🫣🫣 i love you dolly, merry (late) christmas 🥰 im so sorry this is so late & sorry you got shitty me for secret santa, you talented goddess lol - also sorry it was already written very christmas-y bc it was intended to go up before christmas 😭

“loving you is a losing game”

You were fast asleep when jarring abrupt knocking fell over the air in your house. Groggy and confused you turned over and fumbled to unlock your phone to check the doorbell security camera. There stood your obviously unwell ex behind fuzzy camera quality.

Once your sheets were reluctantly pulled from yourself, a coarse chill ran over your skin reminding you just how little you had on, prompting you to pull a silk robe over your night slip. You shuffled across the cold tiles and stood up on your tippy toes to double check that it was actually Austin and not just some random creep.

You sighed as soon as the open door revealed the disheveled, clearly unkempt man. Deep dark bags lined his droopy glossed eyes. “What the fuck are you doing here Austin?”

“Where is he?” He slurred accusingly, hand motions erratic but laggy.

“What the hell are you talking about-“ He rudely pushed past you and through the front door. Your fingertips dug into your now aching temples, it was going to be one of those nights. It was on those nights in which the idea of a restraining order was heavily entertained.

A foot helped propel you forward from the door and pace behind him as he hastily peaked into every room. “Where is he, I know he’s here.”

“Is who here?” You groaned at his dramatics.

He spun to face you, brows lowered, and eyes tainted with jealousy, “Oh don’t play dumb darlin’.” With every step forward he took you copied in the opposite direction. “I know your little boyfriend is here.” He hissed.

An uptick in your already rapid heartrate made you wonder which one of your ‘friends’ ratted you out. You went on one date and never spoke again, but you knew that if the information had reached Austin, he’d react… well, exactly like this.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Lying straight through your teeth as you analyzed the anger swirling in his eyes.

“Don’t ya think we’re past this? Where is he y/n.” He squinted down at you, voice deep and rumbly.

You exhaled a breath you didn’t know you were holding, “He’s not here Aus, he’s not my boyfriend. Can you please just fucking leave?” Dropping an arm to your side.

“Are you serious? You really think I’m stupid enough to-” His words slurring together. “You think I’m dumb enough to believe your ‘boyfriend’ wouldn’t be here on Christmas eve?”

“It-“ Suddenly, the realization that the holiday indeed was tomorrow. Between the breakup, the fighting and the holiday rush at your job, you must’ve been in autopilot and the days strung together. Your eyes fell at the dawning awareness of a lonely Christmas. “No, he’s not here Austin.”

His gaze softened perhaps he was finally believing you. He stepped back and took in your home, seemingly searching for something, probably for any hint of holiday decorations. “He’s really not here? On Christmas?”

You scratched the back of your opposite arm and the previous pride of ‘doing better than your ex’ faded. Maybe you were almost as sad and pathetic as him.

“No. And I don’t want him here. We aren’t together. And I just want to be fucking alone, please leave.” You plead once more through the strain in your voice.

“But Christmas is your favorite?” He questioned softly, a stark contrast to the raging asshole that had stormed in. But that’s exactly what got you here in the first place wasn’t it? One minute he’d be cruel and the next he was the sweetest man you’d ever met. In those moments that’s what you’d cling to, convincing yourself he did love you.

You sighed, “Yes, but- I just haven’t been in the Christmas-y mood, okay?”

His hands slid down the back of your arms, sending a chill through your veins, “Well I don’t think my darlin’ should be lonely on her favorite holiday.”

You wanted to rip from his grasp, but it was like your body was refusing to listen, “I’m not your darlin’, I’m not your baby.” The terror of what your words would instigate caused every muscle tense beneath his grasp.

But he stayed calm, even when your back landed on the wall behind you. “Sure ya are,” He looked down at you with such a softness in his eyes, you’d think he was observing a delicate marble statue. “You’ll always be my darlin’.”

You exhaled at his sugar-y sweet words that always seemed to break through your walls. “Aus- please you know that isn’t true, we’re over. We’ve been over.”

“Just because we’re over doesn’t mean you’re not mine.” His hushed voice almost hid the prevalent slur of his words.

You squeezed your eyes closed. Maybe if you couldn’t look at him, he’d have no power over you. “Yes, Austin, it does.” Every bit of self-control aided you in a futile attempt at pushing him off you. He only pressed up against you further, flattening you against the wall. Wandering hands made their way across your silk-covered sides, taking their time to absorb every inch of you.

“I miss you every fucking day baby.” He whispered pressing his forehead against your own. “All I ever fucking think about is you.”

His claims made your tummy spin and flip like a washing machine, but you knew you shouldn’t give in. He wasn’t good to you, no matter how special he made you feel. “Austin please-“

“Darlin’,” His tone still in a low rumble, “Just let me fucking worship you. All I want is you, all I’ve ever wanted is you.” He pulled back just a bit and hooked an index beneath your jaw, “Look at me - I’m a goddamn mess without you. I can’t survive one more day without you.”

“Austin please, you can’t be fucking showing up here just because you think I’m seeing someone new.” You snapped, your arm flung out, emphasizing the statement.

“I fucking knew this was about him,” The lines around his eyes made themselves prevalent as he narrowed his eyes on you like prey, his demeanor shifting yet again.

“Augh there is no him Austin I-“ A stronger attempt at escape was met with an even firmer grip on your arms, keeping you in place. “You’re fucking delusional, that is why we didn’t work out. You are the reason we aren’t together.” The words spilled from your lips before you could stop them. The twist of Austin’s already scrunched face indicated that you’d made a grave mistake.

His fingertips dung into your biceps, anger piped in him. You could see his restraint churn behind menacing cobalt eyes. He wouldn’t get mean though, not when he was after something. That exact realization must’ve hit him when his digits softened on your skin. “Baby please.” His forehead pressed against yours again and kept his gaze on you. “Let me give you a Christmas present, let me be here for you, let me worship you.”

You processed his words, running a tongue between your lips. A sliver of confidence glimmered in the pit of your stomach. He was there, he wanted something, he hurt you and you wanted control of it. “Beg then.” You straightened up and balled up your fists at your sides to feign assertion.

A wash of surprise and confusion covered his face, obviously not expecting your rebuttal. “What?” He stuttered.

“You heard me.” Clearing your throat. “If that’s what you want. Beg for it.” You propped up a brow and looked over him like he was nothing but a conquest.

Much to your surprise it only took that much for him to give in. Without another word, he lowered down to just below your ear, starting with a simple kiss. Then another, his plump lips taking their time in claiming ownership of your neck. “I love you.” He whispered softly before pulling your skin into his lips with a suck. Your eyes fluttered closed at his touch, his attentive kisses always made you weak, trickling a pulse down between your legs. “I’ll always love you darlin’.” Now making his way to your collarbones, leaving a trail of dark purple marks behind. Any other day this would’ve made you furious, leaving proof of him on your body for everyone to see but tonight, you couldn’t argue with the throbbing in your core.

A part of you wanted to reciprocate his claims of love but the words refused to leave your mouth. You were ripped from the tumbling thoughts when his kisses landed on your hardened nipple under your night slip, every kiss so delicate, so intentional. “Austin-“ His tongue ran over the covered nub causing a sharp gasp to slip from your throat.

“I love you.” He repeated. “Please let me show you.”

Every single cell in your body was on fire and begging you to touch him, feel him, kiss him, hold him but he had atonement to pay. You stayed completely still and silent as he drifted down your body and before you knew it, he was on his knees before you, looking up with big sky blue eyes. “Baby please.” His hands trailing up the backside of your legs, goosebumps following his touch. “I’m literally on my knees for you, let me love you. Let me show you how much.” He always had a knack of perfecting the puppy dog eyes that made you weak to any demand.

Following his previous actions, his lips started at your knee and trailed their way up. The sheer proximity of his lips and fingers to your pussy was driving you mad and had you leaking into your panties. His fingers delicately pushed the slip up above your hips, taking a moment to take you in, his gaze trailing up from your core to your expectant eyes. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” A sloppy kiss to your hipbone and a curl of his fingers into your thighs, easily spreading them apart. “You’re a goddess, let me worship you.” His eyes locked on yours when his lips reached your panty-covered center, pressing a soft kiss just over your throbbing clit. And that was it, how could you possibly stop him. You gave a quick nod signaling him the green light.

Without hesitation, his finger hooked onto your thin panties and tugged them aside, slowly sliding between your folds. A rumble came from his chest once he tasted you.

“Fuck.” You breathed out, resting your head on the wall behind you. His tongue continued its plight, swirling over your nub, starting a pit in your stomach. “Aust.”

Your responses had no effect on his actions, only fueling him. His tongue flattening between your lips, rounding your clit and finding its way into your dripping entrance. He ate you like a gourmet meal, savoring every taste. Your hand slithered its way down, tangling into his soft golden locks pushing him further where you needed him.

A slight yelp escaped when in one fail swoop he managed to prop your thighs on his shoulder and around his head, his tongue never leaving your heat. You were glued to the wall, only his shoulders and arms keeping you suspended. You were concerned with your weight on him, but he didn’t seem to struggle, effortlessly holding you in place as he devoured you.

Austin looked up wanting to fully immerse himself in what he was doing to you, his eyes glinting in the dim light of the living room as you melted in his mouth. Your hips rolled into his tongue as it tended to your swollen clit. “Fuck Austin.” You breathed out, squeezing your eyes shut and lulling your head back taking in each delicious moment. “Fuck Aus I’m gonna cum.”

He replied only with his blues locking on you more determined than ever, quickening his actions ever so slightly to help you cross your finish line. You began to unravel when his tongue rolled precisely against your pulsing clit causing your grip in his hair to tighten, letting out a loud moan. It was like every bit of anger and resentment channeled into the guttural screams that left your mouth as blinding euphoria washed over you. The orgasm seemed to last longer than normal, and you felt yourself release into his mouth. Immediately embarrassed by an action you had no idea you could achieve thinking he might be disgusted but when you looked down, his stare even more ravenous than before. He drank every last drop of you insatiably, lapping your cum from your core.

Finally, when he could tell you were spent, he gently pulled off you and carefully set you down on your now wobbly legs. “Fuck.” You breathed out in a pant, pressing your hand against the wall for stability. “I did miss that.”

Austin stood up and gave a small grin, “I could tell.” Wiping the remnants of you off his mouth.

In a natural reflex you went to hook fingers into his jeans to return the favor, but he stopped your wrist, “No.” He said simply. It was confusing, how did your ex-boyfriend show up to your house in the middle of the night claiming to miss you so much, eat you out and then stop you from reciprocating?

With his dry hand he tilted your chin up by his knuckle, “I wanted to worship you remember? This isn’t about me.”

“But I-“ You began before he cut you off.

“That was as much a Christmas gift for you as it was for me, okay?” He reassured softly. “I don’t need you to anything for me, I just wanted to take care of you. I missed the way you taste.” He nudged his nose against yours, “I missed you.”

His words twisted your stomach, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss him too. “Ditto.” You replied quietly, bringing timid fingers up to his cheek and meeting his eyes. “Thanks for my present.”

And with a hum he placed a tender kiss on your lips, “Of course. I love you.”

An internal battle ensued at how you felt about that statement, but something told you maybe this Christmas wouldn’t turn out so bad after all.

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thank you for reading! if you enjoyed this story/my writing pls consider giving my main fic, Forever Winter, a read - if you like slow burn angsty sad smut you’ll probably like it lol xx

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