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wcters · 1 month

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𝟳 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗧𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗬/𝗡 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗨𝗧𝗘 (𝗣𝗟𝗨𝗦 𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗧)

pairing: chris sturniolo x fem!reader

word count: 2.4k

summary: you find a video of a series of clips that someone found of you and chris being cute

warnings: established relationship, swearing, kissing, covid (yes, it has to be a warning because it is horrible)

Your eyebrows lifted in surprise when you saw the title 7 minutes of Chris and Y/n being cute. You had just been scrolling on YouTube while sitting on the couch of the triplets house, waiting for the boys to be back from filming. You had started on Instagram, catching up on family and friends, and liking some posts that you were tagged in. You then moved to YouTube after getting bored and there was nothing new on your feed.

You never expected to see something like this besides the five to ten second clips on TikTok when you’re caught in the back of a video or posted on someone’s Snapchat story, but you were surprised and entertained that someone had gotten a whole seven minutes. You weren’t an influencer or content creator of any kind; you worked a menial job and only posted on Instagram and TikTok, and rarely featured in the boys’ videos. You knew you would be in the public eye when you and Chris started dating, but you didn’t expect your relationship to have a following.

You ended up clicking on it, interest taking over and the amount of views reeling you in. You wanted to see why the video was so popular . . . And maybe show it to Chris when he came home. The first thing that greeted you was an intro, and then the clips started. The first one was from a recent video where Nick, Matt, and Chris travelled to Texas for a Sam and Colby collab. You tagged along, wanting to go to a couple stores and also offered to help film for the duo’s video. The clip was where Nick decided to wake up you and Chris with Lemonade. You barely remembered that happened as you were so drowsy, and are still confused why the oldest brother thought it was so funny.

Nick walked towards the bed where you and Chris were laying down. Chris was on his back with his head facing the direction of the camera. You were on your stomach, head tucked into the boys neck as your arm was sprawled across his chest. Chris opted to sleep shirtless even though it was insanely cold in Texas while you were wearing a sweater and some spandex, your leg peeking out of the comforter. When you and Chris cuddled when you slept, he always ended up burning hot and you subconsciously slip some part of your body out of the covers.

“Chris do you want a sip?” Nick’s voice was heard as he tilted the bottle of lemonade towards you both. “Y/n?” You made a ‘hm’ sound and Chris lifted his head up, delirious but still making sure not to knock your head. He put it down once he saw his brother. He shuffled a little bit, turning his head. “Do you want a sip or no? Are you thirsty?” Nick continued, tilting the bottle even more? This time you had opened your eyes, looking up at your best friend. “Nick . . . What?” You questioned, confused. “Of what Nick?” Chris’s voice came from beside you, hoarse from sleep.

“Lemonade. Do you guys want some?” The oldest triplet continued. You curled more towards Chris and tightened your arms around him as you made a sound of annoyance. “Nick, I’m tired. Please.” You begged him, shoving your face into the crook of your boyfriends neck again. “Are you fucking stupid?” Your boyfriend asked, awake enough to realize what was happening and get angry. “Leave us alone.” Nick raised his hands in defense. “Alright, alright. It’s over here if you want it,” he spoke as he placed it down. “Go away.” You murmured as you fell back asleep, Chris turning towards you.

The next clip was the boys on the podcast. They were talking with Nate about childhood memories and growing up together in Boston. The camera flipped from Matt to Chris as he was doing something on his phone. “━━ I’m sorry Matt. Chris . . . what are you doing?” Nick interrupted the boy as he faced towards Chris. Chris lifted his head in surprise. “We’re literally doing a podcast. Who are you texting?” “Probably Y/n.” Nate guessed as the whole table started to laugh except for Chris. “No, I’m not.” He denied as he covered his face with his hands. “You totally were.” Matt argued. “Okay, fine, I was. It was about something important though so let’s drop it and get back to what we were talking about.” Chris shut the conversation down and placed his phone on the counter face up.

“Alright. Matt, what were you saying?” Nick turned to Matt. The topic was dropped but every once in a while Chris would look at his phone. The group must’ve been really into the podcast as no one noticed your car pull up, or the door opening and you walking in. You had placed the cases of Pepsi and Doctor Pepper on their counter before opening the Pepsi case, grabbing one, and heading upstairs. Nate was in the middle of talking about hockey when they heard your footsteps. Everyone swivelled their heads to see you walking into the room with a can of Pepsi. “Oh. My. God. Chris.” Nick gasped as he saw you. “Hi,” you waved, “sorry to interrupt.” “It’s no problem babe.” Chris responded, grabbing your body as you got close and put you in his lap.

“Did you call her all the way over here to bring you Pepsi?” Matt asked, clearly shocked. Chris blushed out of embarrassment in response. “You think he wouldn’t?” Nate butted in making everyone laugh. “I also got Doctor Pepper,” you shrugged, “I was also getting off work.” Your boyfriend pointed to you. “Like I said, it was important.” Nate was laughing as his best friends stared at their bother in shock. “Alright, I’m going to head out. The cases are downstairs. Anyone want one?” You asked, getting up off of Chris. There was a chorus of ‘no thank you’s’ from around the table. “Thank you.” Chris smiled at you as he grabbed your hand and kissed it. “Yeah, yeah. Have fun!” You waved as you headed downstairs.

The first time you had really been “revealed” to the fan base was on a livestream . . . And it was by accident. This clip was shorter than the rest, but it was probably the most popular if you had to guess. You had been dating Chris for awhile and this live was around the time when they started to get attention and more followers on their social media. It was back in their house in Boston. Nick had started a livestream for whatever reason and Matt had joined it after a couple minutes. You and Chris were watching a movie in his room so you didn’t participate ━━ and the fact that people didn’t even know about you. You didn’t even know it was happening, the boys didn’t text and warn you guys, so when you went downstairs with Chris to get some popcorn and drinks, both of your figures were shown in the background.

Nick and Matt didn’t even notice you guys until you appeared in front of them and were in the middle of opening the fridge. They looked to the chat to see if they saw you . . . And they definitely did. Not enough to identify you because all of the comments were asking who you were, but still enough to let people know Chris had a girlfriend. The two boys looked at each other before muting the live. It stayed on for a minute or two before they had ended it with a quick ‘goodbye’. Next thing you knew, #chrissturniologirlfriend was trending on your twitter with pictures of you and Chris from the live plastered over the tweets. That’s what led to the soft launch Instagram post and your presence being known, as well as you making your Instagram private for awhile.

A certain clip had you smiling and blushing like a little kid, remembering it happening and the whole trip. It was when went to Vermont for their annual family holiday and Chris had asked you to come along, as well as Nick and Matt. You said yes, but we’re nervous. I mean, you were going on your first trip with his parents? They ended up loving having you there, but you were scared shitless. Nick was holding the camera showing Matt feeding some of the Alpacas with Chris in the back.

You could see the brunette go slightly out of frame before he comes back, you trailing behind. “Come on,” he said to you, “just try it.” You playfully rolled your eyes before he passed you some of the feed and you held it out. You let out a noise of surprise as the alpaca started to eat it. “Oh my god.” You whispered, looking at it before pulling away. You were clueless to the camera showing you and Chris whispering while you were holding each others hand. “Do you want to do it again?” Your boyfriend asked you. “I think I’m alright.” You laughed. “Here’s a couple change to get some more food though.” He kissed your cheek as you passed him some coins from your pocket. “You’re the best,” he said before quickly kissing you and going back to the machines.

You never knew how they get their hands on them, but so many clips of Chris and Matt playing lacrosse ended up on your for you page and feed on Instagram. You didn’t even know those were on the internet except for Mary-Lou’s socials. There were so many edits of that clip of Chris taking his helmet off and them posing for a picture with all three of them and their mom, but you had yet to see this one. It was practically the same, all four lined up while their picture was getting taken. Then Mary-Lou made a ‘come here’ movement with her hand and you appeared on camera next to Chris. You remembered that moment and being so proud, but not video taped.

You posed for a couple pictures with them, then just you and the triplets. They were also your best friends, you even came to the game with Nick and Mary-Lou. You three had gossiped while watching the game and taken so many videos. Then, the two brothers moved away and Mary-Lou moved into frame with her phone up. It was just you and Chris posing this time, and it caught you licking your finger to get some of the leftover face paint that was a little messed up off his face. Chris had made a weird face but let you do it anyway. You would’ve slapped his hand away if he even tried. You think you said something along the lines of “you’ll thank me later.”

You had watched Larray after you had seen some of his vines on a vine compilation while YouTube was just filled with those. You were so excited ━━ and jealous ━━ when the twins got noticed and met up with Larray for the first time. You were even more excited when you met him. You had watched him for years, through all his phases, so you recognized when one of his videos popped up.

“Where would you want your first date?” Chris had asked Larray. They talked about Larray’s choice of waffle house before Chris said “I want to go to Topgolf.” “You want to hit balls with your girl?” Arrington replied, looking at Chris. “Well, I didn’t have a chance to take Y/n on a first date in LA, and we’ve only went with Matt and Nick, so I’d want to go to TopGolf with just her,” Chris explained, “our first date back in Boston was at some mini golf place. I’d like to take her to remind her of our first one . . . And because we both like TopGolf.” “That was so cute.”Larray chimed in, covering his mouth with his hand. “It’s one of the only times.” Matt joked which earned a slap from his brother. “That’s so not true.” He argued. “Either way, it’s well deserved. She’s amazing.” Larray praised you.

You remembered watching this with Chris when it came out and literally standing up in shock, hitting him when you got up. “You got more excited over Larray complementing you than me being cute and talking about us?” Chris asked in shock. “You think I wouldn’t?” He nodded at that. “Still upset, but that is true.”

The last clip was one of you and Chris like the rest . . . But also Nick and Matt. Nick had had a cold the last time you saw him, Matt, and Chris. He didn’t think it was anything but a cold, but it turned out it was COVID. Chris let you know as soon as they figured it out, and then Matt tested positive. You felt bad because they were stuck in the house for at least a week . . . And they’re not the best at cooking food for themselves, all they did was just order in or go out if you didn’t bring over some food or cook when you’re over there.

Since you weren’t over there, you figured you would go over and drop off some pre-made food and some other drinks and necessities like medicine, toilet paper, masks, tests, etc. You had had the weekend off so you had time to go over and help them. You didn’t know they were vlogging so you were surprised when you knocked on Chris’s door with a mask and a bowl of soup and he greeted you with a camera in your face. “Y/n? What are you doing here?” He asked you, tilting the camera down a bit. “I felt bad because you guys - no offence - eat like shit and thought you would want some homemade food.” You laughed, giving him the bowl as he put the camera down.

“Thanks. I miss your cooking and you over here. It’s so fucking boring.” He told you. “I’m sure you’ll survive. On the kitchen counter there’s some medicine, masks, tests, and some other stuff that you might run out of. If you need anything else.” He nodded. “I wish I could hug and kiss you but I’m sick and don’t want to get you sick.” “How am I going to survive?” You teased, smiling at him from under the mask. “I don’t know. Well, anyway, go save Nick and Matt too. I’m sure they’ll appreciate you.” Your boyfriend smiled at you as he waved and closed the door.

It was almost the exact same situation with Matt and Nick. Door opening with a camera in your face and surprise written in theirs. You had given them your soup and the same rundown you gave Chris. They said their ‘thank you’s’ and Nick promised to give you a hug. This was all caught on camera and added into the vlog, with an edit from Nick saying “you saved our lives.”

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shy4turcs · 8 months

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Hii could u do a thigh riding fic for quinn pls?

“Can I?” Quinn Hughes

Best friend older brother!Quinn X innocent!reader

Summary: after your best friend jack cancels on movie night last minute you decided to invite his older brother Quinn instead…

A/n: this is a bit long but enjoy also sorry for the long wait I have some personal stuff going on!

Warnings: smut, thigh riding, praising, innocence kink, I think that it

Tags: @drysdalesv @hvghes @sunkissed-zegras

Setting up pillows, blankets, and snack in the living room for yours and jacks weekly movie night before your phone started ringing;

*incoming call from Jacky boy🙄*

Picking your phone up to answer, barely get a word out before Jack starts rambling

“Y/n I’m so sorry I can’t make it tonight, got a last minute call from Bauer they want me back at the rink tonight” he huffed out, now just sitting in silent until you spoke up.

“Jack I had everything all set up already, but that’s okay I’ll just do a movie night to myself” You sighed moving to get comfortable on the couch waiting for jack’s responds.

“No no no I don’t want you to just be alone tonight…” he paused half way through his sentence to think “Quinn staying at my place tonight maybe invite him over, I bet he’d be down” he quickly spoke

“Okay i guess I’ll text him” you spoke, put jack on speaking then clicking onto yours and Quinn’s messages

“hey I need to get going though, again I’m sorry next week i promise I’ll be there” he rushed out, both of your said your goodbyes and loves yous before hanging up and continuing to text Quinn.

You don’t even know what to text him, unknown to most but you had the biggest feelings for your best friend older brother and inviting him over would be the first time you guys have hungout alone without jack.

Y/n: hey jack canceled on me last minute, I already have everything set up for movie night if you wanna drive over and hangout

You sent the text letting out a nervous breath just staring at your phone shocked to see Quinn typing so fast.

Quinner 🫣: just us?

Looking at the text thinking to yourself ‘oh god he probably doesn’t want to, I’m definitely annoying him’ before texting him back

Y/n: yea…

Y/n: is that okay?

Tapping on the back of your phone anxiously waiting for his text back, few seconds later his notification pops up.

Quinner 🫣: yeah that’s fine

Quinner 🫣: leaving now

You liked his messages while getting up and running to your room to change in spandex and a big tee, you were originally wearing old sweats and one of jack hoodies. You looked homeless before which is fine for jack to see but not Quinn.

-time skip 15 minutes later-

When Quinn had arrived, there was a short knock at the door followed by the ding of your phone. His contact name with a message notifying you that he was at your door. Slowly getting up from the couch and shaking off your nerves as your opened the door saying your hellos before inviting him inside.

“What movie do you wanna watch” You shyly asked looking at him as you sat down on the opposite side of the couch from him

“I thought you would already have something pick out, um let me think” he spoke as he jutted his hips forward getting comfortable, full manspread. Your face went red at the sight, he just looked too good in his grey sweats and black hoodie. Quinn cleared his throat causing you to snap out of your daze making your eyes instantly look at his, your face now even redder then before as he just caught you staring.

"Um usually Jack picks out what we watch" you softly spoke still flustered by the sight of Quinn. Quinn just let out a hum trying to think before scooting over closer to you and leaning over your small frame to grab the remote next to your head putting your faces just inches apart.

You just stared at him doe eyed completely speechless feeling very hot all over. you needed him and god he just looked so good, full manspread and his beautiful thighs on full display you were practically drooling at the sight. Quinn loved this just watching you eye-fuck him, it truly boosted his ego. He loved the way you were so innocent about it just becoming a flustered mess, he had such an effect on you it drove him crazy.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours mhm” Quinn spoke snapping you out of your thoughts making your cheeks flushed at the pet name, also the fact he had caught you staring twice now.

“Um nothing, did you find a movie” you quickly spoke changed the subject this made Quinn laugh, he knew what you wanted he just wanted you to say it.

“Yeah, Friends With Benefits?” Quinn questioned cocking his eyebrow up while looking at you.

“Um yeah put that on” you spoke not daring to take your eyes off the screen in front of you as you felt Quinn’s eyes roaming over all your exposed skin, your skin felt on fire with his lustful gaze.

Quinn started the movie finally taking his eyes off of you while you both just watched in silence. Your body had finally calmed down after 15 minutes until a sex scene came on causing you to become hot again, clenching your thighs together and your mind racing with thoughts about the older Hughes brother that sat across the couch from you. Quinn took notice to this, watching you as you clenched your thighs together every couple of seconds as loud moans played through the tv speakers.

“Quinn can you pass me a blanket please” you quietly spoke, you just needed to cover up from Quinn gaze you could practically feel him undressing you with his eyes.

“You know I’m pretty cold too and there only one ou-“ Quinn spoke before getting interrupted

“I’ll just go grab another” you said quickly standing about to walk pass Quinn to your room before Quinn grabbed your waist pulling you into his lap causing you to gasp.

“We can just share, you comfy?” Quinn whispered in your ear, his lips brushing over your cheek sending chills down your spine. You let out a little “yeah” before moving your hips to get comfortable in his hold causing his grip to tighten on your waist as he let out a small grunt.

“Please stay still” he groaned out as your shift your hips once more finally getting comfortable also letting out a small “sorry”. The groan that left his mouth made your core throb, clenching your thigh together to relieve some of the neediness of your pussy. You were quickly snapped out if your needy thought at the feeling of Quinn growing hard beneath you causing your face to grow bright red.

“Your in control pretty girl, tell me to stop and I will” he rasped out kissing down your neck, marking you up causing breathy moans to leave your lips feeling his beard scratch against your neck. The movie had been completely forgotten about, now just playing in the background

“Turn around for me baby” Quinn whispered kissing your sweet spot before you got up sitting back down, now straddling one of his thick thighs moaning out at the feeling of your clothed clit against his grey sweats.

“Is this okay” Quinn spoke cupping your face into his hands making you look at him, you nodded your head not trusting your words in that moment causing Quinn to smirk.

“I need words beautiful” he said moving his hands from your face to your hips gripping them harshly.

“I- um yeah I just don’t really know what to do” you shyly spoke looking away from Quinn’s eyes in embarrassment. Quinn let out a slight chuckle cupping your chin with his hand turning you to look at him again before kissing you hard.

“That’s okay princess, just tell me what you need” Quinn spoke brushing his lips against your jaw line to your ear before kissing right below it. Quinn gently gripped your hips slowly rocking you against him causing you to moan out holding onto Quinn.

“I need to feel you please” you whimpered out, Quinn pulled you off of him stripping himself of his sweats and boxers looking up at you for your consent before pulling your spandex and panties down in one go.

“Oh sweet girl your dripping” he mocked you making you blush in embarrassment. Quinn slipped one of his finger between your folds barely grazing over your clit making you whimper out, slipping his finger into his mouth moaning at the taste of you on his tongue. Your knees almost buckled at the sight.

“Taste so good, so fuckin good” he said to himself almost like you weren’t there

“Wanna ride my thigh baby mh? You’ve been looking at them all night” Quinn spoke grabbing your hips once more dragging you down onto his thigh, Quinn groaned at the feeling of your wet cunt on his thigh slowly starting to rock you against him. Quinn swore he’d never heard anything prettier then the little whimpers leaving your pillowy lips as he rocked you fast despite for you to make a mess all over. Quinn abs tensed at the feeling of your delicate fingers gliding down them under his hoodie stopping right above his throbbing cock.

“Can I?” You questioned looking up at Quinn doe eyed, Quinn just nodded his head. Hesitantly you grabbed his hard dick leaking with pre Cum as swiping your thumb over his slit spreading it all over before slow jerking him.

“So so so good for me baby” he groaned throwing his head back, his grip on you tightened grinding your faster on his thigh as he starts to bounce his foot making pleasure shoot through you.

“Oh fuck Quinn, please don’t stop I’m so close f-fuck” you moaned out completely stopping your movement on his cock as you began to tremble letting out a scream of his name cumming all over over him. Taking a breathe before looking up at Quinn and kissing his slightly chapped lips.

“That’s my good girl” Quinn softly spoke while brushing the hair out of your face. Quinn massaged your hips and thighs as you just laid against his chest listening to his heart beat basking in the pleasurable silence between you two before you quietly mumbled something.

“What was that baby, I need you to speak up love” Quinn spoke pinching your chin between his fingers forcing you to look at him.

“Wanna ride you” you whispered barely getting your words out as you looked away from his hungry graze, your cheeks turning pink in embarrassment.

“Wanna be full of me mh?” Quinn smirked grabbing your hips helping you hover over his cock before you sunk down on him, both of you letting out loud moans at the feeling of eachother.

“So big, so full” you whimpered, Quinn’s long cock filled you to the brim hitting places you could never reach with your fingers. Slowly beginning to rock against him

“Do you trust me pretty girl” Quinn questioned as he helped guide your hips against his. Not trusting your words you just nodded your head leaning forward against his chest.

“I need words baby, words” Quinn rasped out running his hands up and down your back before reaching down and harshly grabbing your ass forcing a moan out of you

“Yes I trust you” you whimpered into his ear running your hand through the hair on the back of his head tugging it lightly making Quinn groan

“Gonna make you feel so fucking good” Quinn spoke before holding you close to his chest his arms locked around your waist thrusting himself up deep inside you, he was losing himself in you

“Quinn!” You scream out of shock pleasure coursing through your veins as he constantly hit your g spot over and over again, gripping the back of his head and kissing down his neck to conceal your moans as the pleasure became to much.

“Come on baby I know your close” Quinn groaned speeding up his thrust moving one of his hands to rub tight circles on your clit

“Fuck oh my, I’m gonna Cum please” you screamed holding onto Quinn for dear life as the most powerful orgasm washes over leaving your legs shaking as Quinn kept thrusting into close to cumming

“Quinn I cant it too much” you whimpered trying to push away as Quinn thrust became sloppy

“I know I know I’m almost there pretty girl” Quinn spoke letting out a loud moan before spilling inside of you releasing his tight grip on you. Quinn pulled you off of him before standing and grabbing a towel to clean you up quickly returning, he squatted down in front of you slowly kissing from your ankle to the inside of your thigh stopping occasionally to praise you for being such a good girl while gently wiping the mess between your legs. He then picked you up carefully laying you in bed as you were practically almost asleep before laying down next to you pulling you into his side and kissing your head.

“Goodnight my sweet girl” he softly spoke before passing out.

#shy writes!#quinn hughes smut #quinn hughes #jack hughes

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goldenamaranthe-blog · 1 month

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Puppy Fight: Chaggie ft. Emily

Puppy Love part 3 / Jazzercise part 2

Charlie: (hyping herself up and shadow boxing as she walks into the new hotel gym) Alright! I got this! I've been working on my cardio. Just a few more sessions before- *SCREEEEEEEEEECH!!!!*

Vaggie: (wearing even shorter spandex shorts than last time, wrist wraps, and her sports bra, grunting as she works through a set of Muscle Ups, body absolutely slick with sweat) Eighteen!!!..... Gah, fuck! .......Nineteen!!!

Emily: (hair tied up in a messy bun, powder blue, long sleeve, skin tight exercise shirt, and navy blue shorts that cut off just below her glutes) Come on, Vaggie! You got this! One more!

Vaggie: (takes a deep breath, scowls as she grits her teeth, and nearly roars as she muscles her way up and over the bar into a full extension) Twenty!!!

Emily: (jumps and squeals excitedly) Woohoo! You did it! (makes another check on a whiteboard) That's three rounds of twenty muscle ups, fifty mountain climbers, and 100 jump-ropes!

Vaggie: (drops to the floor with a sigh, wipes her face with her black sweat rag, and takes a drink of water) Thanks for helping me push through, Emily. I was kind of surprised you even showed up. Charlie didn't have another group exercise planned for a couple more days when the next meeting with Heaven came up.

Emily: (staring bashfully at Vaggie's muscles) Oh! Well, you know! I figured it would be good to come down early! You know. Catch up with Charlie. (eyes scour over Vaggie's abs and shoulders) See the sights.

Vaggie: (suddenly feeling a little naked) Riiiiiiiiight.... Well, I'm gonna go hit the showers. Thanks again for the help. (quickly jogs towards the door and stops as she sees Charlie) Hey, Babe! I didn't know you were going to be working out today. You should have said something. I would have waited for you. (shifts her eye back at Emily)

Emily: (awkwardly looks around to make sure she isn't being watched before she sneakily takes the sweat rag Vaggie left behind)

Vaggie: (whispering back to Charlie with a slight blush and a wink) We could have shared a shower after.

Charlie: (heart throbs painfully) Dammit! How did I not think of that before now?!

Vaggie: (chuckles before kissing Charlie lightly on the cheek) Another time. I'll be sure to save you some hot water. Love you. (slips through the door and jogs up to their room)

Charlie: Love you too~ (eyes dart to Emily as soon as the door closes and she zips over to the pull up bars with a smile painfully plastered on her face) Hi, Emily!

Emily: Yipe! (jumps and hides Vaggie's rag behind her back) Oh! H-Hi, Charlie! H-How are you?

Charlie: I'm good. I'm good. (obviously not good as her tail slithers along the floor behind her like a snake ready to strike) I wasn't expecting to see you for a few days.

Emily: Oh! Yeah, well, l-like I told Vaggie. I figured I'd come down a little early so we could catch up!

Charlie: (sickly sweet tone) Well, what better way to catch up and build a bond than by exercising together?! (wraps an arm around Emily's shoulder tightly and leads her over to the treadmills) How about it, Emily? I'm sure you guys up in Heaven exercise all the time!

Emily: (balks) Actually, Charlie, I'm suddenly not feeling the greatest. I think I got teleportation sickness.

Charlie: Then a light jog should help you get that good airflow that you need. (pushes Emily on a treadmill and takes the one right next to her before turning them both on and ramping up the incline and speed to 5/10 and 6/10) This should be a good warmup, right?

Emily: eeep!

-Later-

Charlie: (sitting and soaking her dead legs in an ice bath with a whine-growl)

Vaggie: (brings in a protein shake and hands it to Charlie) And what did we learn?

Charlie: (growling and baring her teeth like an angry puppy as she takes the shake) To mark every last inch of your skin the week Emily arrives. (all sad and sappy) She's still my friend! (back to snarling as she takes a sip of her drink) But she needs to remember that you're MINE!!!

Vaggie: (blushing) ......Did I completely miss something?

-In one of the guest rooms-

Emily: (whimpering as she soaks her noodle legs in a hot bath) Owie.... (stares at the sweat rag on the bathroom sink) ......*sigh* Worth it. I'll have to apologize to Charlie later. I think she liked those rainbow sprinkles back in Heaven.

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fredwkong · 4 days

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Recently I’ve been seeing loads of pics of gym guys in tight, probably too small lycra gear, it’s making me jealous of their muscles & confidence, I wish I could be like them and wear tight lycra without a care who sees or stares

You’re browsing wistfully through an online sports gear store when a popup window opens, displaying a cartoonish image of a buff genie in head-to-toe lycra. “Special first time offer loading…” the popup declares, and the genie winks at you as the webpage resets.

Suddenly, something has changed. You start running your hands over the smooth fabric hugging your body and look down to see yourself clad in a tight spandex leotard covered in brand names. Even your body underneath the clothes looks different, bulked up and tan, veins almost visible right through the lycra.

You jump up, checking that the window is shuttered so no one will see you, and scramble to your closet, but inside is more of the same. Every scrap of your clothing has been replaced with lycra. The cotton polo shirts have become form-fitting compression tees. All your slacks are now muscle-hugging yoga tights. And your underwear is all sheer, tight-fitting, and skimpy as hell.

As you blush down to your lycra-clad chest, you hear a cough from your computer speakers, and turn to see the cartoon genie glaring at you from the screen. “Okay, wrong reaction,” he scolds you, his voice tinny and distorted. “Maybe this will fix you.”

Faster than you can react, another loading bar fills and the page resets.

It’s like a fog settles over your head. This is hot, you think, feeling up massive tan muscles through your even tighter lycra one-piece. You love the mesh panels that let everyone see how much of a lycra slut you are. Nothing else is important except showing off your spandex-clad superhero muscles and getting off in your favourite gear.

Another wish fulfilled.

Got a wish you need twisted? Send an ask! Remember to say “I wish” so the genie hears exactly what you’re wishing for.

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lovelyiida · 1 year

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interview shenanigans.

PRO-HERO KIRISHIMA x FEM INTERVIEWER READER

WARNINGS: suggestive content, vulgar language

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IMAGINING PRO-HERO KIRISHIMA COMING IN FOR AN INTERVIEW, tired as all get out. having done patrol the day before and the next day be jammed packed with interviews due to his successful victory.

hair still messy from jumping out of bed and straight into his chauffeur van, his spikes not leaning the correct way due to him sleeping on the window.

Kirishima was very tired, to say the least.

"alright guys, let's all do our best and make this very quick!" even though he was tired, he still kept up his cheerful attitude, how sweet. feeding himself a bite of his hard bagel and gulping down a whole double expresso coffee, the pro-hero burps. politely handing his trash over to the nearest assistant, he starts to scratch a rather important spot.

he couldn't help it, really, he didn't understand why he had to come into interviews wearing his hero suit. why can't they just do business casual?

the tight texture of spandex rubbing against him made him curse under his breath. he starts to really dig into that spot, letting out a satisfied groan, his eyes roll back and close in delight.

too into bliss, he didn't even know the cameras started to roll.

"excuse me, Mr. Riot?" you voiced out.

Kirishima's eyes pop open, snapping toward your figure.

your classy, business casual outfit displayed your figure well. light makeup with a well-kept updo, you smile awkwardly at him. cue cards in hand, you bat your eyelashes at him.

Kirishima lets out a dry chuckle, properly adjusting himself in his seat. "yes! sorry I was um...occupied, apologies." Kirishima says with a proper tone, you let out a small chuckle.

you give him an understanding bow, "it's great to have you here this morning, I'm sure you're exhausted after your victorious battle Mr. Riot." you smiled at him, he didn't understand why...but after hearing so many people say his hero name, it sounded so good coming off of your lips.

"oh, you have no idea, honey."

You laugh at his words, as he'd assume you really didn't have a single idea how tired he was. turning to the camera, you begin to start your opening statement for the interview.

the pro-hero started to linger his eyes on you more, you were damn hot. maybe it was cliche for pro-heroes to get with interviewers, as it wasn't an uncommon trope within the industry.

it's even known that many people practice becoming interviewers to inhabit the specific role of interviewing heroes just for this reason alone. maybe you were here under the same circumstances, he could really care less...he was just thankful you were here.

from your beautiful eyes to the way your thighs sit so pretty in that stiff-ass chair given by staff. he wondered how soft they'd feel if he gripped them as hard as he could. lingering further down to your legs, he'd wonder how they'd look wrapped around his waist as he pounded into you relentlessly.

he even loved how pretty your feet looked in those classic black heels, he's not into feet, personally. but maybe seeing your feet wrapped around a specific part of him could be an amusing moment in his life-

"Mr. Riot!" you yelled out.

snapping him from his thoughts, he lets out another awkward laugh. "so sorry... I'm just not myself this morning haha." a toothy grin shows on his face.

rolling your eyes, you hold your hand up. signaling to cut the cameras. Kirishima's eyes widen at the sudden change of attitude, the less professional one of course.

you let out a sigh and jump out of the chair, heading out of the camera's view and towards the exit. Kirishima's hands land on his face, fighting away a rather red blush.

fuck.

throwing his head back in embarrassment, he looks back up in the direction you went. letting out a deep sigh, he gets out of his seat with a tired groan. sleazily stepping out of the camera's way and out of the exit.

the cool crisp morning air rudely hits his shoulders, he lets out a shudder as he looks around for you. stepping around a corner, he sees you almost distraught. Cigarette in hand, you take in a slow inhale.

you look toward him, basically unfazed by his presence. stumbling towards him, you lean close and blow thick smoke in his face.

Kirishima breathes out, letting out a single cough as he fans away the excess smoke. "y'know that's bad for you-"

"fuck off," you spat at him.

"c'mon! I'm sorry, I'm just a little distracted by...you know" he mumbles. you stare at him for a moment before flashing him a smug smile.

"y'know Mr. Riot, word of advice...oogling at your wife at her place of work is very inappropriate," you seductively whispered in his ear.

there it is again, the way you say his name.

the pro-hero chuckles at this, sliding his hand around your waist he pulls you in close. "well I can't help that you look so fuckable" he growls in your ear, giving it a soft nibble with his sharp teeth.

you let out a soft moan, giggling you suddenly push him away.

"hands off Ejiro, what would the people think if they saw us like this?" you purred. "they would think that I have every right to take you right here right now," Kirishima tries to grab you again, but you quickly step away.

Kirishima growls, snatching away your cigarette in retaliation. Drawing his lips towards the small "bundle of joy." dragging out a slow puff before blowing it into the air.

biting the inside of your cheek, you snatch the cigarette back.

Kirishima chuckles at your cuteness, "I swear you're a bad influence on me."

"well, you put a ring on this bad influence, last time I checked" you retorted.

"mhm," he hums.

smiling, you look down at your phone and check the time. Groaning, you throw the cigarette on the floor and stomp it out. "hey! I just bought you those shoes, don't fuck 'em up!" he curses at you.

"honey, they aren't red bottoms, you'll live," you say back.

starting to walk away, you stop to turn back around, you show a sly smirk as more words enter your head.

"y'know Mr. Riot, if you're good this time, I'll let you give me a tour of your van again" you let out a not-so-hidden chuckle. the pro-hero gives you a mischievous grin.

turning back around, you begin to walk.

smack.

you jump, startled at the sudden sting of your ass cheek. Kirishima grabs your waist once more and growls into your ear.

"well, that's how it all started didn't it?"

just wanted to dabble into something a little bit more mature than what I usually do lol. anyways, keep those requests coming guys!! Finals are kicking my ass but I should be sending out messages to those who’ve requested by now.

⎯ lovelyiida ♥︎

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miniwheat77 · 1 year

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Thick. (Soap x Plus Size!Reader.)

!CW! NSFW, Smut, p in v sex, plus!size reader, pretty much porn without much plot, mentions of reader being short, if you aren’t short just picture Soap being way bigger than you lol.

(Summary): Soap can’t see what curves hide behind that uniform you wear.

“I swear if I had a girl like that, I’d never be unhappy again.” Soap’s eyes are glued to her form. The girl next to you rolls her eyes. “What? You gonna join the train? Get in line.” she rolls her eyes. “Come on.” She grasps your hand, pulling you along. “Woah, what’re you doing Jess?” You ask. “I’m tired of this.” She continues pulling you along. Once you’re away from Soap, you start talking again.

“I’m confused.”

“You have a fat crush on Soap- for some reason cause he’s.. annoying.” She rolls her eyes. “And he’s attracted to that… Barracks bunny.” She waves her hands around as she talks. “But you’re hiding behind your uniform cause I know you have a killer body under all those clothes.” Your cheeks burn as she says it. You start to get a little self conscious. “So, we’re gonna get you something sexy for the dinner coming up.”

“Woahhh- I’m not going to the dinner.” You try to pull your hand away but she had a tight grip on you. “Nope. You’re going.”

“Look, I appreciate the help. But I’m kinda chunky yknow? And I’m too self conscious to wear something sexy.” You groan. She rolls her eyes. “You’re curvy Y/N. You’re hot as fuck, and Soap is going to realize it.” You look confused. “Because of one small dinner?”

“No.” She walks to her car that was on base. “You’re going to be bait.” She smiles. You roll your eyes. “How am I going to be bait?” You question. “You’ll see.” She smirks. You climb into her passenger seat, crossing your arms. Soap laughs as he sees you both leave, Jess was such a hater.

“What size are you?” She asks as you step inside the clothing store. “Um…” you hesitate. “XL.” You blush. “Okay.” She walks around, picking up random clothes that she thinks will look good. Tank tops, tight yoga shorts that will hug you. And than finally, a tight black dress that goes down to your mid thigh. “Get in there and try this stuff on. Lunch is over soon.” She laughs. She passes you a basket full of clothes. You release a sigh. “This hugs my stomach too much.” You throw some shorts over the top of the dressing room door. “Oh no no no, put them back on right now.” She throws them back over. A groan leaves your lips. You slide them back on and she pushes the door open, eyes widening just slightly. “Goddamn-“ she laughs. “We’re getting them.” You roll your eyes.

You end up with a bunch of uncomfortable tight fitting clothes that you wouldn’t be caught dead in public with.

“Jess, I really don’t think this is a good idea.” You sigh. You’ve got on tight black spandex shorts that barely cover your ass, and a tight black v-neck. “You’re doing this.” She glares. “What if he doesn’t like me? What if he thinks I’m fat?” You sigh. “Y/N. You’re not fat, and he’s not going to think so. Now stop it. Get in your place okay?” You cross your arms. Nodding your head. She disappears into the hallway, circling until she runs into Soap. “Oh hey Soap.” She smiles. He nods his head making her roll her eyes. “Y/N’s bed frame broke, she needs help.”

“Can’t you ask someone else?” His eyes follow the blonde that’s been on his mind for a while. “You’re the first guy I ran into. Go help her, you ass.” She glares. “Fine, but I’m doing this for Y/N, not for you.” He shoves passed her. They were constantly on each others nerves. Meanwhile you’re in your room, on your knees in the floor by your bed. All you did was remove a screw. He knocks before walking right in. “Hey, Jessica said you needed help.” You laugh. “I told her I’d be able to get it on my own.” You lie, looking down. “What’s going on?” He asks. Swallowing a little hard at your apparel. He’d never seen you out of your uniform before. “This screw came out-“ you move down onto your hands and knees, arching your back and sliding your front under the bed, “and it just needs to go back in but I can’t get it.” Soap’s eyes widen as you arch your back. The way you look in the shorts you had on making him stumble over his words.

“Uh- you want me to try lass?” He asks. “Uh.. sure I guess so.” You slide away, passing him the small screw. He leans down, laying on his back and wiggling himself under, struggling to get the screw in but eventually he gets it back in. “Got it sweetheart.” He smiles. “Thank you Soap, appreciate it.” You smile. “Yeah, it’s no problem.” He says, walking out of your room. She rushes in after he leaves. “Did it work?” She asks. “Don’t think so.” She thinks for a second. “Hmm..” she breathes. “Well. We’ll try again later.” She laughs. “It’ll work.”

You groan out. You liked him so much but he adored that blonde girl. And you could see why. Tall, skinny. Blonde. Perfect in every way.

“Earth to Soap-“ Jessica snaps in front of his face. “Huh? Sorry.” He looks down. “Get your head out of the gutter.” She rolls her eyes, eyes traveling to where he was looking. She assumed she’d see the blonde, but she sees you. Tight yoga shorts and a long sleeve shirt. Her eyes nearly bulge out of head when she realizes who he’s staring at. “Who are you staring at anyways? The dumb blonde girl who sleeps with everyone on base?” She rolls her eyes. “What? No.” He shakes his head with a laugh. “Yeah right, that girl is the only girl you’ve been talking about for months. Just go ask her out.” She rolls her eyes. You approach, setting your coffee down on the table. “Uh.. no. I’ve my eyes on somebody else.” He laughs. “Who is it?”

“Can’t tell you, hey Y/N.” He smiles. Jessica nearly comes out of her skin at the fact that Soap was beginning to take a liking to you. “Hey.”

“What took so long?”

“Thought I was gonna have spar with your captain for some coffee.”

“Got my money on Price.” He smirks. “I got my money on Y/N, her thighs are thick enough to suffocate him.” She smirks. Your cheeks light up. “Wow, thanks Jess. That makes me feel great about my body.”

She rolls her eyes. “Not an insult, really hot.” She smiles. “Besides, maybe Captain Price would like that.” She winks. “You think he’d go for it?” You smile evilly. “Gross.” Soap scrunches his face up in disgust. “I know I would.” She winks. “Yeah? You wanna try em out?” You smirk, catching her a little off guard. “Oooooh.” Soap laughs. “Only if I get to watch.” He smirks. “In your dreams MacTavish.” Jess laughs. He laughs along with her. After breakfast, everyone was preparing for the dinner. Everyone has the day off to meet with family and figure out their plans. Everyone’s families were gathering for the formal dinner. They were giving promotions and medals and all kinds of stuff for the soldiers.

“That motherfucker is going to be drooling by the end of the night.” She smiles. You’ve got big curls in your hair, makeup done to perfection thanks to Jess. You’re sitting in the mirror, baggy t-shirt covering your body. “Yeah yeah, we’ll see.” You laugh. “I’m going to go get ready, I’ll meet you at the other building.” She smiles. “Sounds good.” You laugh. After finishing up the rest of your hair and makeup, spraying perfume in yourself. You skip your dress on, following it up with some tall black heels. You hadn’t dressed this nice in ages, since being in the military.

When Jess is completely ready, she makes her way to the building the dinner would be held in, surprised when you aren’t there. She’s got on a navy blue dress that went down to about her knees. It compliments her skin tone really well. “Hey, where’s Y/N?” Soap asks her. “Not sure, she was supposed to meet me down here.” She shrugs. “Why?” She asks him. “Oh uh.. just curious. You’re like two peas in a pod so I just figured she’d be with you.” He laughs awkwardly. “There’s your dream girl.” Jess snorts, pointing to the blonde, who actually looked incredibly beautiful. “Not my dream girl. You know, you keep calling her a dumb blonde and stuff but you’re blonde too.” He laughs. “Yeah I may be blonde but I’m not dumb or a whore. Besides, what happened to “I’d do everything for her?” Hm?” She asks. He rolls his eyes. “I told you, I got my eyes on someone else.” He laughs. “Oh yeah? Who’s- woah.” She pauses. Eyes landing on you as you walk inside. Tight black dress, black heels. “Damn.” She hears Soap mumble. You make your way over to the table they’re sitting at. “Here, I got you.” Soap slides the chair out for you. “Thank you.” You blush, “you look awesome Y/N.” Jess smiles. “Thanks. I feel weird.” You laugh. “Why?” Soap asks. “Don’t usually dress like this. M’too fat for it.” Soap rolls his eyes. “You look great, don’t say that about yourself.” He laughs.

The entire night, Jess notices Soap’s eyes on you. Constantly, not once does he look in the direction of the other girl, his eyes are always on you. Jess smirks, mission accomplished. “You know if you take a picture it’ll last longer.” Jess teases Soap, you’re up getting drinks for everyone and Soap’s eyes have been on you the entire time. “What?” He laughs. “You’re staring MacTavish.”

“So what.” He laughs. “You like her?”

“Course, just figured she wouldn’t go for a dork like me.” He laughs. “What happened to your crush on her?” She asks, nodding in the direction of the other woman. He laughs. “She’s beautiful, don’t get me wrong. But.. she’s not really my type.” He laughs. “What’s your type?” She asks. “Whatever Y/N is.” He smirks. She laughs.

“Just.. offer to walk her back to her room at the end of the night. Start doing little things to get her attention.” She laughs. “I’ll try.” He smiles, clearing his throat when you approach the table. “Ah, these heels are killing my feet.” You laugh, setting down a couple glasses of Champagne. “Yeah?” Soap laughs. “Yeah.” You sit down next to Soap, since it was the only seat open. You cross one leg over the other and Soap takes note of how soft and smooth your skin looks. “Where are your families?” Soap asks. “Too far away for a visit that’s for sure.” Jess laughs and you smile. The way you smile has Soap’s stomach jumping. “What about you?” You ask him. “Same. My family doesn’t even really know where I am to be honest.” He laughs. You nod your head. “Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask.” Jessica leans forward, looking at you. “Whenever I come into your room, you have a little notebook out, what’s in it?” She asks you. Your cheeks burn red immediately. “Um.. it’s just uh-“ you pause for a second. “Probably a diary.” Soap nudges you, earning an eye roll from you. “Its just drawings.” You laugh. “Drawings of what?” She asks. “Just.. random stuff. Like flowers.” She nods her head.

As you finish up your glass of champagne, your eyes start to grow a little heavy. “I think I’m going to call it a night, I’m tired.” You giggle. Jessica nods her head. “I’m going to go try my luck with Garrick, I’ll see you around.” She winks, standing up from the table.

“You want me to walk back to your barracks with you? I don’t mind.” Soap asks.

“Yeah, can you take this for me? I’m just carrying it around. It’s too warm out.” Jessica passes you a jacket. “Uh.. sure.” You laugh. “Thank you Soap.” You smile. “No problem.” Soap moves and when he’s not looking, Jessica sends you a wink. Soap moves his hand to your lower back, walking along with you. “Hey Soap.” The blonde girl smiles. “Oh.. hi.” He says awkwardly. “You want to come back to my room with me? Need some help getting this dress off.” She smirks, reaching her hand out. He leans back, avoiding her touch. “Oh, sorry. I’m walking Y/N back to her room.” He says. “Seriously?” She crosses her arms. “Um.. I’m not interested. Sorry.” He grasps your hand, weaving around her. “I thought you liked her?” You laugh. “Uh.. no. Not really my type.” He laughs nervously. The both of you begin walking back and you sigh. “Can’t do this anymore.” You moan out, pulling the heels off of your feet. Soap laughs. “Jesus, you’re tiny.”

“What?”

“Those heels add like 6 inches, you’re real small.” You send a glare his way. “You’re just giant.” You roll your eyes. He laughs. After a few more minutes of silence, you step into your room. He closes the door behind himself. You throw Jessica’s jacket down onto your bed. “Your bed frame been holding up?” He asks. “Oh, yeah.” You smile. Soap’s eye immediately see the small notebook on your dresser, picking it up quickly. A gasp leaves your lips and you lurch forward trying to snag it out of his grasp but he’s quick, holding it above his head. “Ah- wait your turn little one.” He teases, flipping the pages open. “Holy shit.” His eyes widen. Crimson creeps up your cheeks and you step back, covering your face. “Bloody hell Y/N.” He laughs. Eyes still slightly widened. He flips through the pages, seeing all of the filthy drawings you’ve drawn. “I didn’t know you could draw like this.” He admires the drawing on the page, a girl with 2 large fingers pressed into her mouth, another fully naked on the page before. “Yeah- um.” You laugh awkwardly, moving your hair out of your face. He sets the notebook down, laughing at your embarrassment. “Nothing to be embarrassed about, will be our little secret yeah? Just you n me.” He smirks. You laugh, looking down at your feet. “Anyways, I’ll let you get to bed yeah? I’ll see you down for breakfast in the morning.” He winks. “Yeah.. thanks for walking me back. I appreciate it.” He smiles. “No problem. Wouldn’t want pretty girls like you walking alone.” He laughs. After saying your goodbyes, he exits the door and your eyes are wide.

What the fuck was that?

“Jess? What are you doing?”

“Jesus Soap- shut up!” She shushes him. Your eyebrows narrow and you stir in your sleep. You hear nothing but silence, body relaxing. “That’s cruel.” He laughs. “Whatever.” You stir more in your sleep, eyes snapping open. You sit up, gun in hand. “Woah! It’s me, relax!” She raises her hands. “You keep a gun under your pillow, you psycho?” She lowers her hands. “The hell are you doing?” You ask. You go to step off of your bed, but can’t move your feet. “No don-!” Jess snatches your blanket off, and you scramble to pull your shirt down over your bare lower body. “Jessica what the fuck!” You growl. Your feet are tied to your bed frame. “I was gonna try to tie you all the way down but loud mouth made you wake up.” Soap is laughing behind her by the door. The snap of your pocket knife makes her flinch and you begin sawing at the rope. “You sleep with a pocket knife too?” She laughs. “Never know when a bimbo is gonna come in and tie me to my bed.” You roll your eyes. “Watch it, this bimbo is keeping your secrets.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “What secret?” You look up at her. She crosses her arms. “Don’t challenge me Y/N.” She tilts her head to Soap and you cross your arms. “What, that I like Soap? Don’t threaten me Jess, you’ll lose every time.” You stand up, shirt falling down around your hips. Her eyes widen and Soap’s smile grows wider, cheeks burning red. “Damn.”

“I’m just gonna… see myself out.” Jessica walks out, backing right into Gaz, her cheeks lighting up. “Oh.. Hey Gaz.” She smiles, shutting the door behind her. She didn’t expect that out of you. “You like me ah?” He smirks. “Who doesn’t,” you snort. “Fucking screw came out again last night.”

You knew you shouldn’t have listened to Jess, taking your bed frame apart only made it more difficult to keep together. You lower yourself down again, looking under the small bed for the little screw. The way you arch your back has your bare lower half on display for Soap, and his pants are getting uncomfortable. When you reach under, it raises higher and he gets a good look at your uncovered opening. Maybe you were doing it on purpose, showing him your body. Maybe he’d hate it, maybe he didn’t like your curves. But you’d find out soon enough. Maybe Jess was wearing off on you a little. “You know, maybe you should leave it.” You can hear his belt rattling making you move away, looking at him. He’s unbuckled it, unbuttoning his jeans, reaching behind himself to lock your door. “Hm?” You stand up. “Leave it, until I’m done.”

You cross your arms. “Done with what?”

“You.”

He closes the distance between the both of you, lips attacking yours, keeping a tight grip on your throat. When his lips touch yours, your stomach twirls, heat pooling between your legs. This had to be a dream, no way he was kissing you. His hands glide down the form of your hips until his fingertips are pushing your baggy shirt up slightly, and he pulls away to push you back into your bed. “Soap- if Jessica put you up to this, you don’t have to-“ his thumb gliding over your smooth bottom lip has you going quiet. “She didn’t put me up to anything love. Just relax f’me okay?” He let’s out a deep chuckle and you clench your eyes closed as he pushes his thumb into your mouth. He moves himself between your legs, pushing your shirt up over your hips. Your heart pounded in your chest, you were nervous.

He draws away and your eyes are still closed, telling him just what kind of effect he had on you. He slides his hands along your hips, admiring your body. Your skin is so soft, and it’s going to feel so good against his own. He pushes your shirt up, pulling it over your head and throwing it to the side. “Supposed to be in the meeting room in a couple hours.” You pant, “Relax.” He laughs. “Don’t worry about that, focus on me.” Your eyes look up at him and they’re perfect.

There’s a part of Soap that wants to stop. Wants to turn away and never look back. You aren’t the type of girl he could fuck and than leave behind. The way you looked at him, the way you made him feel. It was too much. He takes a deep breath, lips attacking your neck and you whimper, legs wrapping around his clothed waist. “So fucking beautiful.” He growls. He grinds his hips into yours, pulling his pants down the rest of the way. He quickly pulls off his shirt, revealing himself to you entirely. He was sexy. He takes a deep breath, hovering over you once again. His lips are on yours again and he grasps the base of his cock, brushing the tip over your opening, pulling a groan from your lips. ��So fucking soft..” he grits his teeth, fighting himself from thrusting into you and fucking you until your legs shake. The top pushes through your folds, and you screw your eyes shut. “Fuck- M’not used to you.” You gasp. He chuckles slightly. “Relax.. you’ll get used to me.” He pushes his hips into you more, sliding deeper. “Oh- god.” You whimper. He laughs. “What’s going on Hm? You’ve done this before right?”

You nod your head, panting. He laughs. “Take a deep breath. Don’t hyperventilate.”

“I just..” you blush. “I’ve only done this one other time.” You blush. “Clearly wasn’t any good,” he laughs. “No.” You take a deep breath as he slides lower, profanities slipping from you lips, Soap found amusement in it. “You’re fucking tight.” He groans, thrusting his hips into yours, filling you full. He clamps a hand over your mouth, his hand muffling your cries. He can’t help it, he has to fuck you. “Can’t wait to feel this tight pussy cum on me, gonna be so tight.” He smirks. Your eyes are still screwed shut, moaning into his hand. He starts fucking his hips against yours, the squelch from your wetness making his eyes roll back. “So fucking good baby-“ he hisses. You were pulling him too close to his high already. He slows his thrusts, resting his body on yours. His hand was still over your mouth, muffling your moans. “So pretty.” He chuckles, lowering his head to attach his lips to your nipple, tongue running over it. He grips it in a tight hold with his lips, tugging on it, eating whimpers from you. He attacks the other, stalling so that he doesn’t cum too fast. He didn’t want to look like a Virgin. It was pathetic. Once the burning in his lower stomach starts to fade, he speeds up again. He grits his teeth, hips hammering into yours. Your bed starts to hit the wall, and he grows frustrated, grasping your thighs and pulling you up, holding you up as he fucks his hips into yours. You wrap your arms around his neck, whimpering into his ear. It eggs him on and he’s trying not to fall apart. Your cheeks are flushed red from how he holds you. He picked you up so effortlessly.

The swirling in your stomach has you whimpering, eyes shut tightly. “So pretty f’me. So fuckin tight.” He grits his teeth. He’s fighting off his high. Tight grip around your waist as he fucks his hips into yours. He can be a little more rough than he was at first, aside from his skin meets yours but your room had thick enough walls to conceal it. He’d definitely leave bruises on your hips from his death grip, but you didn’t mind. Your moans are getting louder, you muzzle your face into the crook of his neck, attacking his skin in nips and kisses at an attempt to quiet yourself. You suck marks into his neck, and it makes him struggle even harder. “M’so close Soap-“ you whimper into his ear. “You can cum for me baby. Cum around my cock sweetheart.” Your eyes shut, lips parted. You’re right on the edge. “Stay quiet. I’ll ruin that sweet orgasm you want so bad.” He smirks. You clutch him hard, teeth biting into his shoulder and his eyes widen, cock throbbing hard as he fills you with cum. He didn’t mean to. His eyes shut and he groans. You put your own hand over his mouth as he cums hard, riding out his high until you’re squirming from the overstimulation. He lays you down, cock still buried inside of you. “So pretty.” He smiles. “Look so good with me inside of you.” You blush hard, rolling your eyes. “I look good always.”

“Damn right you do.” He laughs. He slides himself out of you, drawing a moan from your lips. “Gotta get dressed you little minx.” His hand clapping against your skin has a gasp leaving your lips, scrambling up. He chuckles as he starts to put his clothes on.

You awkwardly make your way to the bathroom to clean yourself up. You quickly get dressed, emerging from the bathroom. He’s smiling at you.

“What? What’s funny?” You cross your arms. “Nothing. You just wouldn’t know what kind’ve goods you’re hiding under that uniform.” He winks. You roll your eyes. The both of your emerge from your room, just as Gaz and Jessica emerge from her room. You make eye contact for a second, realization washing over the both of you. Having to conceal the laughs you both want to let out. “What’s going on, everything okay?” Your captain startles all of you. “Oh no, we were just getting ready to head to the meeting. Just ran into Gaz and Soap and got distracted talking.” You lie. “Oh okay. Well. See you all in a few.” He smiles, walking off. Jessica grasps your arm, pulling you along. Neither of you see it, but Gaz fist bumps Soap as they both begin to follow you to the meeting room.

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