#i am so fucking crushed that they try so hard to take care of each other in different ways but never see each other ever again
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going insane thinking about the harrow and palamedes friendship. harrow, who has never met another necromancer her age forming a bizarro 3D chess rivalry while pal worries about her safety at every possible turn. harrow, who is up to her eyebrows in paranoia and secrecy, trusting the sixth house with gideon unconscious and hurt, letting them into the ninth house quarters unsupervised. if “i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” is goth for i love you, “death first to vultures and scavengers” has got to be goth for i love you (platonic). pal’s first reaction when harrow comes into his bubble in the river is to scoop her up in a hug, and at this point she doesn’t remember anything about him because cutting out all her memories of gideon is impossible without cutting out memories of the sixth, but she still makes him a skelehand to inhabit anyway. when harrow’s memories are finally whole, she tells dulcinea she couldn’t face pal knowing that his pen pal girlfriend died on her account, but the next time she “faces” him, palamades’s soul is in someone else’s body and harrow’s body is full of nona’s soul. he spends six months protecting and caring for harrow’s body (and nona obv), believing in the possibility of bringing her back to it the same way cam believed in him. “god, do you know i miss harrow terribly.” and by the time harrow comes back to her body at the very end of ntn, pal is gone forever, fully pauled. the last time harrow and palamades see each other as their complete selves is in canaan house, alive and unlyctored. two of the smartest and loneliest people in the solar system meet each other in the worst of circumstances and spend the rest of the story dancing around each other as fragments of themselves, trying to care about each other in the interim but never fully meeting like they did the first time. a friendship made almost entirely of missing the other person. “do you know i miss harrow terribly.” god. i need to lie down
#behold: a block of text i do not feel like putting paragraph breaks in#i am so fucking crushed that they try so hard to take care of each other in different ways but never see each other ever again#he gave her a lift you off the floor hug in the bubble and she didnt even know why.#the thing that made him miss harrow was ‘look at me like you’ve worked out how to kill me’ bc he knows scowling is her display of affection#she couldn’t even REMEMBER him in htn but she helped camilla find his soul and put him back together anyway#is this anything. am i sounding as insane as i feel#tlt#harrowhark nonagesimus#palamedes sextus#katie don’t look#ntn spoilers#htn spoilers#gtn spoilers
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who cares. xavier
ෆ pairings : xavier x female reader
ෆ genre : drabble, smut, pwp
ෆ miel's note : so guys. unfortunately there aren't many fics about love and deepspace at the moment but here i AM so come aboard! i don't intend to let you starve.
ෆ warnings : mdni. switch!xavier, switch!reader, established relationship, couch sex, some teasing, riding, rough sex, unprotected sex, reader feeds him with her mouth, xavier is a cutie and a monster at the same time . . . ໑ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚
"w-wait im thirsty-" you threw your head back and moaned xavier's name as you bounced faster on his cock.
"w-what?" you raised your head at his words and his hand came to rest on your hips, trying to slow you down as he blindly reached for a bottle of water on the coffee table next to the sofa you were both on. "fuck. baby we are fucking right now-" you squealed loudly as he raised his hips to try and catch the bottle, which was further away than he thought but still, he couldn't reach it. you put your hands on his chest and moved your hips slower against his.
"i know but.." he raised his puppy dog eyes to you and you couldn't resist him any longer. he opened his mouth and a little whimper escaped from between his lips as you placed your hands on either side of his head on the sofa. his hands slid down your back to grab your ass, making you fuck yourself harder on his cock. "please.." your teeth caught your lip to keep yourself from screaming as you felt his cock hit your g-spot. you leaned forward a little bit more to grab the bottle, without taking your eyes off xavier.
he smiled between moans as you felt him tremble between your thighs at the sight of you licking the bottle cap erotically. your other hand, which was still on his chest, slid to his nipple, which you pinched with a grin. xavier arched his back against the sofa with a loud mewl, your heart melting as you watched his ears redden. you finally opened the bottle and brought it to your lips, while he took the opportunity to pinch your ass in return, almost knocking the bottle out of your hands. you crushed your pelvis against his and raised an eyebrow as his teeth caught his lip.
"say sorry baby." your thumb pressed again against his swollen bud, making him thrust his hips up.
"ahhh... i'm sorry.." you leaned in to kiss his forehead and little whimpers escaped from between his lips with each of his thrust as he watched you straighten up to put water in your mouth. you leaned over him again and placed the bottle back on the coffee table.
"open your mouth." he opened his mouth and your gaze dropped to his collarbones, which were visibly reddening. you put your forearms on either side of his head and your lips caught his, making him tremble beneath you as he timidly swallowed the water you finally gave him. a trickle of water escaped from between your lips and xavier arched his back, moaning prettily into your mouth as he felt the cool water running against his ear. when he had finished drinking all the liquid in your mouth, you licked his tongue before letting go of his lips and you pressed your forehead against his. "f-faster baby." you straightened your upper body a little and your fingers entwined his soft blond hair. he tilted his head to the side and kissed your forearm without taking his eyes off you.
"everything you want." he tilted his head back slightly with a cute whimper and your moans started echoing against his living room walls as he started to thrust his cock deeper into your dripping cunt. his hands moved up the small of your back before getting back to your ass, which he slapped hard, making you bounce even faster on his cock, fucking him back roughly. "f-fuck. you're so wet..n'tight-" one of xavier's hands slipped between your breasts to grasp your throat and you threw your head back as you cried out louder.
a streams of yes’s escaped from your glossy lips as the doorbell suddenly rang throughout the apartment. you tilted your face back towards xavier, who was moaning with his mouth wide open and his cheeks more than flushed. he didn't seem to have heard and you tried to warn him, but you mewled when his hand, which was on your ass, slipped onto your hips before putting his arm around them, and you started to rub your clit harder against his pelvis. he pressed his arm down on your waist, making you lean your ass back to let him fuck you rougher. your grip on his hair tightened and you fell on top of him as he struck you with a thrust that was stronger than the others, your delicious breasts pressed against his chest made him blush even more. you looked up at him and opened your mouth to try to speak again, but seeing your face so fucked made him even more excited, you flushed as you could hear the lewd squelching and skin slapping against skin noises getting louder.
"b-baby....ahhh.. d-door-" the doorbell rang again and xavier smiled between two moans.
"it's the delivery guy-" he slipped his hands under your thighs and pushed you more against him, arching your back. you could feel your wetness trickling down to his fingers. you also smiled and licked his chin before biting gently, making him whimpers.
"ahh- let's keep..fucking then."
© 𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 ! 𝙢𝙙𝙣𝙞 — 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭, 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘱𝘭𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ☆⌒(>。<)
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✿ TRUTH OR DARE
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↳ matt sturniolo x fem reader
↳ words - 1397
↳ summary - a stupid game of truth or dare with your best friend turns into what you’ve always fantasized about…
↳ contains - smut, swearing, fingering, oral, sex, praise, pet names (baby), use of y/n, fluff at end, idk
↳ song - void by the neighborhood
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me and matt are best friends, ever since we met, we just clicked with each other but honestly, also ever since we met… i’ve liked him, wanted him… of course i never told him, or anyone but myself and i don’t act on anything, just think… think of all the things he could do to me, fuck.
currently, i’m over with matt and we just finished up a movie -that i’ve been clenching my thighs the whole time while watching it- and now we’re bored again, we sit on his bed, facing each other and decide to play truth or dare, sure it’s basic but who cares it’s something.
“okay truth or dare?” i ask matt as he answers, “dare” i try to think of a non boring dare to say, and then i remember this one video i saw… perfect chance to just get something to fuel the churning feeling in my stomach, “uhhh i dare you to do five push ups… and say my name in between them.”
he laughs a little, getting off the bed, “…weird but whatever, trying to make me work out or something?” i watch him as he gets on the floor, his hands and feet supporting his body as he starts to push down, “y/n” he says normally before going up and back down again, “y/n” his voice starts to get breathy.
i move one of my legs on top of the other, squeezing my thighs again to feel something… oh god, “y/n” my teeth hold my bottom lip hard as i try to subtly move my body, trying to get a little more friction, he’s so fucking hot, i wish he was moaning my name for real “y/n…” he grunts as he picks himself back up again, “shit- y/n” he shakily says one more time before he lays his body on the floor, breathing to catch his breath.
“okay maybe that was a good dare, could barley get to three,” he laughs a little, picking himself off the floor as he looks down at me, my cheeks flushed red and lip swollen from the bite. “jesus you okay? you look sick,” he bends down a little, letting his thumb graze over my lip, i stare at him, his face so… so close to mine. “no i’m fine, i just pick at my skin,” i try smiling a little, picking up my hand to swipe his away, my face still red with slight embarrassment now.
“whatever,” he rolls his eyes a little, sitting back down on the bed next to me, “okay my turn, truth or dare?” i play with my fingers a little, thinking of which one to choose. “truth” i look at matt as he thinks of a question until he asks, “do you have a crush?” i let out a slightly embarrassing laugh, being so caught off guard by that.
“that’s a stupid question!” i try hiding my face a little, still burning up, why would he choose that out of all thinks to ask. “you only say that cause you do!” he laughs out, “who?” i shake my head a little “i never said i had one!” he sighs a little, eyeing me, “look at you. who is it cmon?”
i shake my head again, hiding my face with my hands, “okay, i might but i am not telling you.” he pushes me playfully, my body rocking as i take my hands off my face and push him back, “rude.” he rolls his eyes again, “fine. but since you wont tell me, i’m telling you a dare and you can’t back out on this.”
i roll my eyes back, “fine, what?” he moves himself a little, sitting more comfortably as he stares into my eyes, a small smile coming to his face, “kiss me.” my smile drops slowly, my eyes widening a little, “what.” he moves his face closer to mine, “you heard me” is this real?
“you think i never notice how you stare at me, clenching those thighs? you think i didn’t know what you were doing when you asked me to basically moan out your name? kiss me. i dare you.” he sets a hand on my thigh, gently squeezing it as his nose almost touches mine now, whaaaat the fuck.
i quickly move my mouth to his not letting this opportunity go, our lips pressing against each other, his hands move to hold my face, not letting me go of the kiss. “fuck- you have no idea how long i’ve been dreaming of you,” he grins, staring at me, his hand still on my cheek until it starts to travel down my body as i move to lean on his headboard.
i keep my eyes on his hand as it goes lower and lower on my body, stopping at the waist of my pants as he looks up at me, “can i?” i nod my head vigorously as he gives me a smile, eyes going back to his hands that start pulling down my sweatpants and underwear off my ankles.
“so beautiful,” his hands make small movements up and down my thighs, he starts to gently move my legs apart as i bend my knees to prop them up. matt scoots closer, his hands keeping my legs apart as he starts to kiss at my inner thighs.
i stare down at matt between my legs, waiting for him to touch me more. he finally lands his lips onto mine, his stubble scratching slightly on my skin. “matt-“ my hands squeeze onto his sheets, my back arching slightly as i moan out his name. his tongue dancing around my clit, his warm breath being felt on my skin, his fingers creeping on my thighs, making sure i don’t close them.
my hand moves to grip onto his hair, pulling him gently onto me more, bucking my hips into him. “fuck!” i moan, my eyes shutting and jaw clenching. one of his hands leave my thigh and i suddenly feel two fingers plunge inside me, starting to pump in and out making me moan out more.
my grip on his hair tightens and i feel the knot in my stomach release over matt’s tongue. “fuck you taste so good baby,” he smiles, lifting his head out my legs, fingers out me and leaning to kiss the lips on my face.
he continues kissing me as he starts to yank off his pants, letting his dick spring free. he slowly pulls away from the kiss, throwing his pants to the side off the bed. he puts his hands on my waist and pulls me down to lay more as he holds his hardness, guiding it over my folds.
he grabs onto and moves one of my legs to rest above his shoulder before pushing inside me, finally. “fuck!” i moan out, feeling myself stretch around him. “oh shit…” he starts to thrust inside me, low groans and sighs coming from his mouth.
“fuck y/n…” i shut my eyes as i moan out, matt starting to lean down to kiss at my neck, leaving dark spots on my skin. “you like that? hearing me moan your name out? this what you wanted?” he smiles as he goes back to sucking at my skin. i wrap my arms around his back, scratching my nails into his fair skin. the vibration of his mumbles tickle my skin as i clench around him, “close-“ i moan out more, matt still marking my neck.
i let myself go, cumming around him as he makes a few last thrusts, leaning back up smiling at the spots he made on me. he pulls out, stroking himself to cum too. i lay back, catching my breath and replaying what just happen, fuck this is perfect.
matt flops over beside me, laying down and quickly wrapping his arms around me, letting his head rest on me. “you okay?” i nod, “i’m perfect” he smiles, “i know you are,” we laugh a little as i start to rest my hand on his back, my finger running circles on his back, “matt?”
“yeah?” he asks back, my stomach churning just from his voice. “i really like you…” i speak softly, kinda nervous even though we just did something way more. “me too,” i feel his smile grow on my skin as he holds me closer, tighter.
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he meets you for lunch
Captain Price has been begging to get you alone, and when he finally does, he makes you get yourself off on his thick thigh.
MDNI/18+
Link to AO3
Price had been texting you all morning, and they were all salacious as hell…
Can’t stop thinking about how wet you are.
Gonna make you come all over my cock tonight, love.
Remember that butt plug we bought? You’re going to wake up tomorrow morning with it in one hole and me in the other.
Cock’s so hard for you, pretty girl.
Meet me for lunch. I need to feel that pussy.
You were trying to work, as a shipping manager for his unit no less, and even though you were a civilian, you were still under normal fraternization rules. But, Laswell turned a blind eye, which you were grateful for. However, you tried not to rub her leniency in her face.
Price had been on a tear recently. Ever since you’d stopped taking your birth control, he’d become more and more feral about his affections. You still weren’t trying for a baby, but you had medical issues and needed to work those out. So, it was condoms or, more typically, a belly or ass cheek covered in his come. You had to admit, though, he was turning you on with these messages. You’d worn a dress to work today, being allowed free-reign in your clothing choices, unlike your military colleagues.
You decided to take advantage of your easy-access attire, messaging him back:
Lunch at noon?
He replied almost instantly,
I’m omw
You exhaled a shaky breath through your lips, the excitement of his lustful attention had you hot and bothered. You waited by your phone for him to call.
It wasn’t long until he did. His bearded face popped up on your lock screen as you were walking out of the back door,
“I’m waiting for you, baby. Fucking ready for you.”
“Oh, my God, John. You’re going to get us fired,” you whispered into the mouthpiece.
“Don’t care. Need ya. Need ya right fuckin’ now.”
As he was saying the words, you were watching him say them through his windshield. He was staring right at you, his icy blues piercing through the gap between you, pulling you in like a hypnotist, a snake charmer, a predator stalking his prey.
You opened the heavy door to the truck and heaved yourself up, needing to climb up the step in order to get into the cab. He turned the wheel and sped out of the lot, driving to a nearby park. You’d been there before, but never for sex. Usually, it was just a quiet spot to talk, or to kiss each other without fear of reprimand. But, his aggressive driving was making his intentions quite clear. He slammed the truck into park and reached across the middle console, pulling you over it roughly. It was almost too rough, and you were shocked at his intensity.
“John! Hey,” you caught yourself in his arms, “Baby, slow down.”
He grabbed your arms and shook you once, gently, to get your attention, locking your eyes to his,
“I am on fire. You set me on fire, love. And I need you to put it out.”
“Okay,” you pet his cock through his canvas pants, “I’m here, baby. I’m right here.”
He groaned, desperate for your relief. You repositioned your leg on the other side of his thick, muscular thigh, straddling him as you unzipped his pants. He looked at you with suspicion and more of that animalistic aggression,
“Your cunt feels warm on my leg. Put it on me,” you did, “Yes, just like that.”
You rubbed yourself on his thigh, trying to only do it once or twice, not wanting to stain his pant leg.
“Don’t stop,” Price moaned again, shoving your hips back down onto his thigh, “Ride me like that while you tug on my cock.”
“I’ll get…” you had to take a breath. The pleasure of feeling your lips being crushed against his hard muscle was coursing through you, making you lose your bearings, “I’ll get you wet. Mess up your pants…”
“Good. Fuckin’ do it. I wanna feel how wet you are. Play with that dick, baby. Touch me, please.”
You didn’t know how to say no to him. As you rode his leg, you chased your orgasm, and it came easily to you. You used both hands to massage his cock, using your wrists to twist and curl around him, leaning forward near enough to smell the familiar scent of expensive tobacco on his breath. Each time you canted your hips forward and back, you felt your pussy flex and slide across the cotton of your panties and the thick, rugged canvas fabric, spreading your lips apart and exposing your clit. You kept up a feverish pace, half of you striving towards his completion while the other half of you chased down your pleasure like a bandit.
Eventually, like a sharpened knife, the sensations became too keen. You faltered, losing your pattern of back and forth motions; the wet humping you were doing had made you come, and you needed him to help you. You looked at him with pleading eyes, and he moaned with you, grabbing your hips and forcing you down, pressed tighter than you’d ever been, making you fuck his quad roughly, leaving no room for sensitivity.
As he was helping you, moving your body on top of his, he started to come. You shielded it from shooting from the tip with your palm, rubbing it into his swollen head, making him clench his teeth from the overwhelming feeling you created. He kept pushing and pulling you, back and forth until you were nearly crying from the onslaught.
You sat up, and you swung your leg back over the console to survey the damage. There was a huge diamond-shaped stain where you’d ridden him, and he was obsessed with it. He traced it with his finger, rubbing across it, putting his palm over it and pressing it into his skin through the canvas.
“So wet for me,” he smiled up at you, “Call in sick.”
“John, no,” you scolded him, “we can’t just take off work whenever you want to fuck me.”
“Either you call in, or I’ll do it for you. But,” his expression darkened, “Let me be bloody fucking clear. I am going to fuck you today. Right now. One way or another.”
You moaned, smiling, getting excited about his plans,
“Let me get my phone.”
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omg this just popped into my head and i desperately need it like i literally will not be able to stop thinking about it about it till it is written but, ethan landry x reader fic based on gods and monsters by lana del rey oml like it would be phenomenal… i don’t want it to incorporate the lyrics i just want it based on the idea of the song? but not about them being actual gods and monsters like to her ethan is a god. especially the lyrics “this is heaven, what i truly want. it’s innocence lost.”. basically reader is super innocent and ethan sees her as an angel and feels the need to ruin her and she sees him as a god and is obsessed with him. super smutty and him praising her and talking her through it. i know this was a lot but i am obsessed with your writing and i think if you wrote this it would be amazing, but only if you’re comfortable 🫶☺️
HI! I hope this was what you wanted. 💕
Gods & Monsters - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader
This contains SMUT - Minors DNI
Summary: You're obsessed with Ethan and he's obsessed with you, but he'd dying to destroy your innocence.
Contains: Fluff-ish moments, Smut - Oral(m and f receiving), fingering, p in v, riding, rough-ish sex. Reader isn't a virgin but doesn't have a lot of experience.
A/N: This was one of the fics I lost the other day, and I'm so sad because I liked what I'd already written before. BUT I was determined to get this done lmao
You didn’t expect to fall so hard for Ethan Landry. What started as a small crush on one of your friends led to full-blown infatuation. Once you found yourself hanging off every word that slipped past his perfect lips, always making sure you were beside him whenever you’d go out with your friends, and even letting your grades slip a little just so you’d have the excuse to be alone with him to study, you realized how fucked you were. You didn’t care, though, because he’s everything you wanted.
He was tall, and very attractive. But what really sucked you in was the way he lit up whenever he talked to you about the things he was passionate about. The way his voice sounded first thing in the morning when you’d all spent the night at Tara’s. The way he ignored any other girls that looked in his direction, at least when he was with you.
Ethan was just as caught up in you as you were with him. The first night you walked into Tara’s, he could’ve sworn you were literally glowing. He thought you were the most gorgeous girl he’d ever seen, and once he talked to you and realized how sweet you were, he knew he had to make you his. He found himself daydreaming about taking you on dates, holding your hand, kissing you. But sometimes, his thoughts weren’t so innocent.
He knew you weren’t a virgin, but after a drunken game of ‘Never Have I Ever’ turned sexual, he learned that there were a lot of things you hadn’t done. He wanted to be the first, and hopefully only person you’d do those things with. He even went as far as wondering how you’d sound, the faces you’d make, how much of him you could take in your mouth before it was too much. He felt a little guilty from time to time for thinking about you in that way, because you were just so sweet. But the desire to destroy your innocence just kept getting stronger, no matter how hard he’d try to push those thoughts about you to the side.
The two of you shamelessly flirted with each other, so much that the rest of your friends thought there was something more going on than there was. It wasn’t uncommon for Ethan to pull you into his lap whenever there wasn’t an empty seat available beside him, or for the two of you to be so caught up in your own conversations that you’d forget your friends were even there. He wanted to take things to the next level, but he’d always get nervous and shut down whenever he got close to kissing you.
You lived down the hall from Tara, which made it so convenient for you and Ethan’s study sessions. Whenever you had plans with your friends, Ethan would come to your apartment to study with you before. With exams coming up, Ethan couldn’t stop thinking about how he needed to get over his nerves and finally make a move. He knew he’d still get to see you, but he wouldn’t have the excuse to spend alone time with you.
As Ethan sat on your bed, his fingers moving against his keyboard, you started to get bored. He kept peaking over his laptop screen to see you stretched out on your stomach at the foot of your bed, scrolling through your phone.
“That’s not homework,” he said, playfully scolding you as you sat up to look at him.
“If I have to keep looking at anything school related, I’m going to go crazy.”
“We still have over an hour before we have to go to Tara’s. What would you like to do?” He asked, closing his computer to give you his attention.
“We could watch a funny movie. I need to laugh,” you suggested, as he shook his head.
“We don’t have enough time for that…but,” he said, sitting his laptop on the bed beside him. “I know how to make you laugh.”
He smirked as he crawled closer to you. You knew what was coming, the slight look of panic in your eyes making him chuckle before his fingers dug into your sides.
“Ethan,” you whined, trying to grab at his hands to pull them off you. You were starting to tear up from laughing, and your breathing was getting heavier. “Stop it! You’re going to make me fall off the bed!”
“I’d never let that happen,” he said, his fingers not letting up.
“Seriously, Ethan!” You were starting to wheeze from laughing so hard, so he finally pulled his hands away. You placed one of your hands on your chest as you tried to take deep breaths, as Ethan settled back into the spot he was in before on your bed. “That was so mean.”
“I think it’s funny that you’ve never tried to get me back,” he said, a smug look on his face. “Is it because I’m stronger than you?”
“Knowing you, you’d have me pinned to the bed so I wouldn’t be able to move while you tickled me.”
Ethan got a little caught up in the idea of that. He wanted to have you pinned to the bed, but not to tickle you. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice you were moving closer to him, the only thing bringing him back into the moment was when your fingertips started to move against his sides.
“Hey!” he said through his laughter as he grabbed at your hands. You weren’t going to give up easily, so you moved to straddle him, pulling your hands away every time he reached for them. “Please, you gotta stop!”
“No,” you said, your hands moving further up his ribs, making him laugh even harder. He knew it wasn’t meant to be sexual, but the way your ass was rubbing against him as you moved was making him hard.
“Stop!” he yelled, finally grabbing your hands. Your face dropped as you looked at him, and he immediately felt guilty for yelling at you like that. “I’m sorry…you’re just,” he said, letting out a gasp once you started to move off him, your eyes going wide once you felt how hard he was underneath you. “That. You’re making me hard.”
“Oh,” you softly said, staring at the bulge in his jeans. “Is it a bad thing that I did?”
“No…I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he sighed, before he sat up. “Does it make you uncomfortable that you do that to me?”
He watched your cheeks turn pink at his question. This wasn’t how he planned on making his move, but the door was wide open for him to have the conversation.
“No,” you said, “have I made you hard before?”
“I get hard just thinking about you,” he confessed, the sexual tension in the room getting stronger as each second passed.
You were starting to get nervous as you sat there. You didn’t have the most experience in the world, your previous sexual encounters with your ex mainly consisted of you just laying there and waiting until he was done, so you didn’t know how to give a blow job. But you wanted to learn. You wanted Ethan to teach you.
“Can I…suck it?” you asked, his eyes growing wide. “Sorry, stupid question.”
“No, it’s not stupid…do you want me to tell you how to do it?” he asked, as you smiled and nodded. “Okay, uh, I’ll just get these off.”
He slid off the side of your bed and unbuttoned his jeans before shimmying them down his legs. You gawked as you saw the tent in his boxers, wondering if you were in over your head for even thinking you could do this.
“I hate to ask this…” no he didn’t. “But would you want to get on the floor? It’d be easier for you.” You nodded as you slid off the side of the bed and stood in front of him. “Wait,” he said, once you started to drop to your knees. You stood back up to face him, as he leaned in to kiss you. You needily kissed him back, your hands on his cheeks as he started to rub your hips. Once you pulled back, he smiled at you. “You don’t feel like you have to do this, right?”
“No, I want to do this,” you said, looking at him as you sank onto the floor.
“Fuck…eye contact like that is good,” he said, running his fingers through your hair. “I guess I’ll just slide these down.”
His fingers hooked under the waistband of his boxers as he slid them down his thighs, his cock springing free right in front of your face. He let out a sweet laugh once he noticed how wide your eyes got.
“Do I just put it in my mouth?” you asked, as he groaned at how innocent you were.
“Let’s start with just touching it,” he suggested, as you nodded and reached your hand up. “Wrap your hand around it…just like that, baby,” he said, taking a deep breath as he tried to contain himself. “Now move your hand back and forth, but not too fast.”
You did as he said, your eyes glancing between his and his cock. You weren’t sure if you were good at what you were doing, but he was breathing heavier the longer you did it.
“Do you want to try to put it in your mouth?” he asked, as you nodded and leaned forward. “How about you just do what you think is right and I’ll tell you if it’s bad or good?”
“Okay,” you shyly said, hoping that you would get it right.
Ethan’s biggest fantasy was coming to fruition. His head was spinning as you took the head of his cock in your mouth, your hand still stroking him. Even though you weren’t a virgin, he still felt like he was devirginizing you, at least in this way.
“That’s perfect,” he said, his eyes looking into yours as you sucked on his sensitive tip. “Try to take a little more.”
You did as he said, easing a little more of him into your mouth. His hand tangled in your hair, his grip loose. The last thing he wanted was to push you too far and make you want to stop when you’d just started. He was about to ask you for more, when you boldly took as much of him as you could in your mouth, to the point that you were gagging around him. You quickly pulled your head back, refusing to make eye contact like you’d just done something wrong.
“Hey,” Ethan said, his hand that was in your hair moved to your chin. He tilted your head so you’d look at him, your eyes already watery from the gagging. “If you want to keep going, there’s a little tip that helps with that.”
He showed you the thumb trick, and talked to you about bobbing your head too, along with moving your hand. Once you felt like you had a better understanding of what you needed to do, you leaned forward, taking just as much of him in your mouth as you did before.
You were still gagging a little, but not as bad as you did the first time. Your mouth kept getting more and more wet, the feeling making Ethan groan. His hand snaked back in your hair as he fought the urge to thrust in your mouth.
“You’re doing such a good job,” he praised, “Twist your hand a little…oh fuck.”
You were catching on quickly, and Ethan was so proud of you. Your eyes stayed on his, even when tears started to slip past your lower lash line. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, his grip on your hair tightening.
“Can I try something?” he asked, his eyes pleading with yours. You hummed around him to let him know he could, because the last thing you wanted to do was pull him out of your mouth.
He started to thrust past your lips as you gagged around him, your free hand gripping your thumb as hard as you could. Big, fat teardrops were flowing down your cheeks, but you were loving it. His eyes were fluttering as his jaw dropped open, but he still stayed focused on you, not wanting any of this to be too much.
“I’m gonna cum,” he said, his voice a little raspy from his panting. “Can I cum in your mouth?”
You hummed around him again to respond, the vibrations around his cock sending him over the edge as his hand tensed up in your hair, tugging on it harder than he wanted to. You just kept moaning around him, so turned on as his salty cum coated your tastebuds. He gave a few more weak thrusts as his hand in your hair relaxed before he slowly slid out of your mouth.
“Are you okay?” he asked, reaching down to take your hand. He helped you to your feet before wiping the tears off your cheeks.
“Yeah, I liked that,” you said, your voice raw from all the gagging. “Can we do it again?”
“We can do anything you want to,” he said, placing his hands on your hips to hold you close. “But right now, can I eat you out?”
“Oh, Um,” you mumbled, your cheeks getting rosy at the idea. “You want to do that?”
“I’m not your ex,” he said, smirking at you. “I bet he never made you cum.”
“He didn’t,” you sighed, as Ethan backed you towards the bed.
“I will,” he said, as he started to lift your shirt.
Ethan got you out of your jeans and shirt, leaving you in just your bra and panties. He hovered over you, his mouth moving against your neck as his hand roamed your body. You were squirming as you tried to patient, but it was getting harder for you, especially when his hand reached in between your thighs and rubbed you over your panties.
“So wet,” he mumbled against your neck, his breath giving you goosebumps. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
He pulled his hand away as he sat up, grabbing your hands for you to sit up, too. His hands reached around you to unhook your bra, his mouth not leaving your neck as he slid the straps down your arms and threw it to the other side of the room.
“We have to go to Tara’s soon,” you reminded him, as he pulled away and started to laugh.
“We’re probably going to be late.”
He leaned down, taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You started to whimper as he sucked, pulling off it with a soft pop before he moved to the other side.
Once his lips trailed further down your body, you were trying so hard to be in the moment, but your mind started to wander. You practically worshiped the ground Ethan walked on, and all he wanted in that moment was you, but you still didn’t know if this was going to anything more than a friends with benefits situation, or if he wanted to be with you like you wanted to be with him.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked, pulling you from your thoughts as he started to kiss your inner thighs.
“Mmm, it’s nothing,” you moaned once he started to suck your flesh into his mouth.
He pulled away to look at you, “No, tell me.”
You sighed in frustration, both from him stopping and you really didn’t want to pour your heart out to him in that moment. But he just kept staring at you, waiting for you to say something.
“I’ve…fuck,” you sighed, taking a deep breath. “I want this…but I need to know how you feel about me.”
He smiled at you as your blush spread across your cheeks. “You haven’t realized that I’m in love with you yet?”
“In love with me?” you asked, as he slid your panties down your legs.
“Mhm, I’m fucking obsessed with you,” he said, before he buried his head between your thighs.
“Shit,” you gasped, as his tongue licked fat stripes from your entrance to your clit.
He started to focus on your clit, giving all the attention to your needy bundle of nerves. You looked down to see that he was watching you, taking in all the little faces you were making. He was alternating between swirling and lightly sucking, the stimulation making your entire body feel hot.
He slid one of his fingers inside of you, your legs feeling shaky as he moved it against the spot inside of you that you weren’t even sure existed. He watched you start to fall apart over just one finger, and once he added another one, you were a whimpering mess. He licked your clit a few more times before he pulled away to talk to you, his fingers still moving.
“You never told me how you feel about me,” he said, curving his fingers to apply more pressure.
“Unfff, fuck,” you whined, your hands tightly gripping the comforter underneath you.
“If you don’t tell me, I’ll stop,” he playfully said, smirking as his fingers brought you closer to the edge.
Your brain was turning to mush, but you pulled yourself together for a second, not wanting him to stop. “I’m in love with you, too.”
He leaned back down to your clit, sucking on it a little harder than he had before. Your whines got louder as the euphoric feeling washed over you, his free hand holding down your bucking hips. It felt so good that your eyes started to water, your entire body tingling as he worked you through it.
Just as you came down from your high, you heard a knock coming from your front door. You were too fucked out from Ethan’s fingers to even care, as he started to laugh.
“I bet that’s Tara,” he said, as he laid down beside you. “We’re late.”
“Fuck,” you groaned, lazily sliding your naked body off the side of your bed, landing on your feet.
You grabbed your robe and put it on, your legs still wobbly as you made your way to the front door. You looked out the peephole to see Tara and Mindy.
“Hey,” Tara said once you opened the door, her smile dropping once she noticed you weren’t dressed. “Are you still coming over?”
“Yeah, I’ll be there soon,” you said, noticing both of them staring at something. “What?”
“Is Ethan here?” Mindy asked, a smirk playing on her lips as she realized what was going on.
“Yeah, we’ll both be over in a few,” you said, still not understanding what they were looking at.
“Okay…you might want to cover that up before you come over,” Mindy said, gesturing to your neck as Tara started to giggle.
You bit your bottom lip as the embarrassment hit, realizing that Ethan sucking on your neck earlier must’ve left a hickey.
“No, you know what? You guys finish whatever ‘studying’ you’re doing, then come over. We’re sorry for interrupting,” Tara said, fighting off her laughter as she and Mindy walked down the hall to her apartment.
You sighed as you closed the door, knowing that you and Ethan were definitely going to be grilled once you did go to Tara’s.
“Why didn’t you tell me you put this on my neck?” you said, glancing at it in the mirror after you walked back in your room.
“Are you embarrassed that they know you’re mine?” he questioned, walking up behind you. He rested his head against your shoulder, but your mind was in a haze once you felt his hard cock pressing against you.
“You know how long I’ve wanted to be yours? I’m definitely not embarrassed,” you said, making him laugh as he moved your hair to the side the place more kisses to your neck.
“Well, I did hear them say we should finish studying,” he said, as his hand reached over to untie your robe. “I’m not done studying you yet.”
“Fuck,” you gasped, when his hand started to massage one of your breasts, gently pinching at your nipple. Your back leaned against his chest as you relaxed into his touches, your breathing getting heavier as his hand trailed lower. “Can I be on top?”
“For a little bit, yeah,” he mumbled against you as his fingers rubbed across your still-soaked pussy. “Is that okay?”
“Mhm.”
You had so many things you wanted to do with Ethan, so many things you hadn’t experienced yet. Any nerves you had about your inexperience faded, your confidence showing as you got on top to straddle him.
“Take your time, I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, as you grabbed his cock that was resting against his lower stomach. You lined him up with your entrance and started to sink down on him. “So tight,” he groaned, as you tried to get used to the stretched-out feeling. He wasn’t all the way in and you already felt so full.
“Mmm,” you moaned once you’d taken all of him, your ass meeting the top of his thighs.
You took a minute, trying to adjust your legs to the most comfortable position as his hands ran up your sides. Once you started to bounce on him, his hands went to your hips to help you move. Your bottom lip went in between your teeth as you held eye contact with him. Once he started to thrust up into you, your hands went to your breasts, massaging them as he helped your hips meet his.
He loved having you on top, and he loved watching the way your tits bounced, but he needed to be in control. He needed to push your limits a little until you were falling apart underneath him. He held your hips in place a few seconds before he flipped you over, a squeal flying out of your mouth. He smirked down at you before he grabbed the back of your thighs, pushing them toward you with his hands.
“Stop me if anything hurts, okay?” he said, as you smiled and nodded. He slid back inside of you, his hands right below the back of your knees as he started to pound into you.
Your mouth fell open as he fucked you, every sound that built up in your throat flying out. He was so deep, but the tip of his cock hit your g-spot with every thrust.
“That feel good?” he asked, pushing your legs closer to you. You babbled in response, the new angle making him go even deeper. “Look at you, so cock drunk, so perfect.”
All you could do was whimper as you felt yourself getting close. You were fighting to keep your fluttering eyes open, because you didn’t want to miss a single second of watching him. The beautiful boy that you’d fallen so hard for had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead that his curls were starting to stick to, his bottom lip was in between his teeth. You felt so submissive as you just laid there and took it. You were okay with him using you in whatever way he wanted, because you’d do anything for him.
“You gonna cum, baby?” he asked, as he felt your walls start to flutter.
“Yes!” you cried out, your hands shakily gripping the comforter again as the wave crashed into you so hard your vision got fuzzy. You kept trying to talk as he fucked you through it, his teeth showing as he smiled at your babbles.
“I’m almost there, baby. Can you take it a little longer?” he asked as your eyes peeled open to look at him.
“Yes, it feels so good,” you moaned, as he sped up, chasing his orgasm.
Your body kept jolting like little aftershocks from the intensity of your own orgasm, and you were feeling a little overstimulated, but the last thing you wanted was for him to stop. He was going so fast and so deep as he panted, mumbling your name as his head started to roll back.
“Gonna…fuck. Cum,” he said, pulling his cock out and shooting his release all over your tummy. He caught his breath as he looked at you through his hooded eyes. You smiled at him as he moved to lay on the bed beside you.
“I think we need to shower,” you said, glancing down at his cum on you. “I don’t really have anything that has a manly scent, though.”
“That’s okay. I’ll get to smell like you,” he said, his fingertips brushing against your arm.
After your shower with Ethan, you concealed the giant purple mark on your neck and took the walk of shame over to Tara’s. Your friends got quiet as you walked in, glancing back and forth between you and Ethan.
“Sooo,” Chad said, noticing Ethan’s wet hair, “Did you two finally realize that you’re meant to be together?”
“Oh yeah,” Ethan said, as Chad walked over to dap him up.
“It’s about time. It was getting exhausting to watch the two of you,” Mindy said, as Tara nodded in agreement.
You, Ethan and Chad walked over to sit on the couch as Mindy pushed play on the movie she was waiting to start until you got there. After a few minutes, Chad looked over to Ethan.
“Dude, this is a little blunt, but you smell so good right now.”
You started to giggle as Ethan laughed and wrapped his arm around you, holding you close.
“He’s right, you do smell good.”
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hihihihi AUGH i love ur work sm?!! omg if u can fyodor with a younger sister (she has the same level of intelligence of him and works in the doa and his organaization) who is dating dazai? :) I know there are some but i need crack and suggestive!!1
ty and er bye good luck take ur time!
"Fyodor with a sister dating Dazai''
Sypnosis: Your rat brother is anything but happy about the fact that you are dating his only enemy on earth! Good luck on surviving!!!
Genre: crack, suggestive at the end
Warnings: bombing, terrorizz, , mentions of maniupulative behaviour, mentions of verlaine, roblox radgoll, loads of simping words, me being down bad, making out (lol), your mom
A/N: my reqs are currently closed but ehhhh who cares lol also THIS WAS SO HARD TO WRITE HONESTLY- pls enjoy and reblog i tried my best--- *dies of mental ilness*
How bro-
JUST HOW DID U DO THAT W/O HIM BLASTING DAZAIS INTERNAL ORGANS? 🤯🤯🤯
No bcs fyodor did not even plan to let u meet dazai but ofcourse bcs of the dead apple tower and stuff and since then he had completly fallen inlove with you whether you are dostoevskys sister or not
He prob asked u to do a waltz with him in the mukokukokurokito or whatver the phuck that towers name was when you entered the castle with your brother
Fyodor WAS NOT happy because he saw the flirty glint in dazais eyes when u came
If looks cold kill-.. (KILL ME, RUSSIAN ZADD😍😍---)
And all you went was giggles and flirting back
Fyodor is prob gonna get his own medicine bcs they two are so like each other??? but he still couldnt believe how you with such high intelligence could fall for him???
(fyodor take your anemic medication first)
Dazai obv had some skeptics after you but like the manwhore he is and prob slept with the entierty of yokohama! ofc hes gonna court you as if you might not just use him!!!
Very (not) normal behaviour indeed!!
HELP YOU KNOW THAT ONE INDIAN RIZZLER VS. UWU CAT??? HES LITERLY THAT BUT
Dazai: "I fucked your sister she be screaming high pitch😈" fyodor: "What did you say, you little child i will crush your skull 😡😡😡should have known when i smile, I also play cello, i can be anything Уву"
that was UWU in russian btw-
But in all serious he will try maniupultaing you or gaslighting you into leaving dazai, he cant leave his only family to a man he does not trust! fyodor doesnt even trust himself-
fyodors gonna act a bit more colder then usual bcs of the fact HIS sister is dating someone and that someone is his enemy
Honeslty you go up to say chuuya whos like "why do i get deja vu-" *flashback to verlaine* you: "First time?"
But ofc since you are also extremely smart you somehow convinced him (after playing roblox radgoll with him for 8 hours) to let you atleast join date with dazai
I bet you rizzed up dazai by "He said his favourite colour was blue, so i blew him up😍💣"
*insert proud brother noises*
He speaks in russian or any slavic language whenever you three are in a gathering to mostly embarress dazai
I have seen some hcs on dazai being a collarbone biter so if you were off shoulder shirts and fyodor sees them by chance hes going to glare at you as if you are covered in mud :33
"Sister,,,what. is. that." *nasty side eye to the love bite on your neck*
Dazai 100% one time randomly pulled you into the alley and started aggresively making out with you with his hands literly sprawling all over your body like hes daddy long legs or sth-
Bcs HE KNEW that fyodor had cctv set in that part of the city and fyodor would be raging at the fact that the sluttiest man is touching his precious sister like that
bros gonna forgot abt human rights- oh wait hes russian
IF HE EVER CATCHES YOU TWO THO--
Like making out on some bed or sth hes actually no LIKE ACTUALLY GOING TO throw a whole ass cabinet at dazai with a face full of nothing but malice-
"How dare, an inhuman animal like you touch my very sister" "BRO CHILL I AM YOUR BROTHER-IN-LAW--"
And your just trying to stop your brother from commiting murder even though that his hobby ^^
fyodor finally forgot he had anemia bcs now all his focus was to give dazai the most painful death know to the medieval period\
Good luck on stoping your brother from poking a fork in your lovers eye in family dinners!!
A/N: guys ik i am doing the valentines req pls be patient i am trying my best!! i have a relly bad mental health rn so yeahhh-
Divider crds!: @cafekitsune
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I saw someone request rockstar Eddie with a groupie I was thinking maybe a groupie is all over him and backstage after a concert Eddie hates it and just wants his wife then reader his wife walks in assuming he was cheating and I trust you with the end🤍
Love it!! Here we go! I did your idea! But for some reason made it way more painful than needed so oops
⚠️angst as usual but fluff ending
Also I deleted this like three times and wrote it multiple ways. And I still hate how I wrote this so whoever requested it- if you hate it too, let me know so I can fix it babes
When her husband is a rockstar that girls have wet dreams about, she knows she'll spend a lifetime being jealous. When his fingers can work fast on the guitar while he multitasks with singing, she knows where other girls minds run off to. She was the same. She started as a girl who had a crush on the lead guitar player and singer. She watched him on stage and had dreams about his fingers, mouth, voice, and body constantly. And it was like he knew it. He'd smirk in her direction during his solos. Always standing near her side of the stage when he'd kneel down to sign girls'boobs. Eyes always flicked to hers, never even looking at who he was signing. The sexual tension got too hot and too high. Before she knew it she was in the bathroom being fucked against the mirror.
That's how they started. A bathroom fuck, so romantic right?
She never would have guessed the same man would be proposing to her years later on stage, in front of a sold out crowd in New York.
She was by his side when he was a small bar band and now he took her all over the world as he grew. Eddie was in love with her before he even learned her name. Getting to fuck her was just the bonus.
They were in love and maybe got married too young, but they didn't care. He wasn't letting her go anywhere.
Eddie doesn't even remember what they were fighting about before he left. He remembers screaming and her screaming back.
He remembers yelling, "DON'T EVEN FUCKING COME TONIGHT!" as he slammed the door.
Which he regretted the second he played the first song. Looking to his left where she stood backstage, and just like he asked, she didn't show up.
His first performance in months without her there and he felt like an asshole. He couldn't even remember who started it or why it started. And if he couldn't answer those questions, then he knew it wasn't important enough to keep being upset about it.
He collected together all of his stuff in the dressing room, throwing it harshly in his bag.
"hey Eddie, I know you are in a rush to get home but we have a fan out here who is dying to say hi" Gareth said. He knew Eddie and his wife were fighting before he came here, Eddie showed up tense and pissed off. The couple has been on short circuits. Screaming at each other at the drop of a hat.
Eddie thinks it's the stress of trying to have a baby that was taking a toll on their relationship. She was getting upset at her body for not accepting a baby and she took it out on him. She knew it wasn't fair but she couldn't stop. And Eddie, instead of understanding how hard it must be on her, he got pissed that he became her target. They both didn't talk about their feelings and that's where they kept going wrong.
"I'm really sorry dude. But I am not in the mood. Y/N's upset and I need to apologize. Just ask her to come next week" Eddie sighed. Gareth gave him a guilty look as the door opened and the girl squealed excitedly. Jumping in her dress as she screamed about the band in front of her.
Eddie closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Plastering on his best smile. He could suffer for a few minutes.
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She was drunk in seconds. Already throwing herself on Eddie's lap.
"no no" he mumbled, unhooking her arms but she laced their fingers together.
"I'm married" he mumbled again, trying to shift his body from under her. He was not in the mood for this type of game.
But she stayed put. Not even moving a muscle. Eddie looked around the room and noticed he was alone
"if you are married ,where are they?" She asked
"she's at home. I told her not to come" he sighed. And now he wanted her to be here more than ever. He didn't want a random girl on his lap. He wanted his wife to be here.
"how come?"
"because I was stupid and she's pissed.But seriously I need you to get off of me. This isn't happening and will never happen" he tried to push her again
"I know what you can do to make her feel better" she sounded genuine but Eddie still didn't want the feeling of other girls body on him
"okay how about you tell me while you get off of me?" He asked, giving up on moving her for a slight second to hear what she had to say. Letting her absorb his words.
But she didn't say anything. She smashed her lips onto his. His brain was slowly realizing what was going on. The hands that she had laced were stuck. He was trying to pull his body away but he couldn't move anywhere
"Eddie?"
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She sat at home all night. Crying on the couch after he slammed the door. She hated what she was doing to them. She was ruining their marriage day after day. But she didn't feel good enough. She couldn't give him a baby, and that's all he talked about.
Finally ready to just apologize and talk things out, she headed to his gig. She knows he doesn't want her there but as a wife, she had the right.
She smiled to Gareth as she walked to the dressing room. Lance, their manager, noticed her right away and let her through the hallway. She smiled gratefully and walked into the room.
Her husband was there, but so was a girl in a tiny dress sitting on his lap, kissing him.
"Eddie?" She gasped out in disbelief. She knew she wasn't being a good wife lately, but he'd really throw it all away?
Her eyes burned as the girl pulled away and looked behind her. Eddie's eyes finding hers once the girl moved.
"hold not. This is so not" he stuttered out fast. Throwing the girl off of his lap as she landed on the couch next to him.
Y/N felt her eyes roll, turning back around and leaving the damn bar
"BABY WAIT. I CAN EXPLAIN THAT!"
But she just kept walking. Never in their relationship did she think he'd ever cheat on her. But apparently she didn't know him well.
She made it out of the bar. Gasping for fresh air.
Eddie was right behind her, arm snatching her hand and yanking her into him.
"listen you need to listen" he pleaded. He knew if he didn't explain soon enough, more damage would take place
"no Eddie I don't!" She spat back, throwing his hands off of her
"is that why you didn't want me to come tonight? So you can go screw a groupie? How many girls were there?"
Eddie shook his head at each question
"no that is not why I asked you not to come. I should have never asked that! I want you here. And fuck no, there has been no one but you. You are my wife, I wouldn't screw that up! I don't want anyone else. She came on to me. I've spent the past hour trying to get her off of my lap. I would never do that to you. I love you"
He watched as silent tears were running down her face.
"why?" She asked, throwing her hands in the air with frustration
"why what?" He spoke softly, seeing she was seconds away from crying harder. One hand held her jaw and the other one rubbed her back softly
"why do you love me? I mean God Eddie, you married me expecting a family and I can't even give that to you! If I were you I think I'd cheat on me too" she sobbed
Eddie felt his heart shattering
"baby no. Just no" he shook his head, holding her face tighter in his hands moving his forehead against her
"when I married you, I married you because I am in love with you and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I wanted us to share a name, a house and our hearts. Listen to me, I don't need a baby to make me want to stay with you. Nothing would MAKE me, I want to stay with you and that's not ever going to change. I should have been more understanding of the stress you are putting your body in. And I would never cheat on you. There is no one in this whole world that would ever compare to you. You are it for me, okay?"
He smiled and pecked her wet lips. Pulling back slowly as she nodded and sniffled.
"I love you too" she spoke just as soft. Kissing him again.
She pulled away with a small gag, "we need to wash your mouth. Taste like pure alcohol"
Eddie laughed, "yeah that girl was pretty wasted"
He smiled as he threw his arm on her shoulder, walking to the car.
He didn't need a baby to be a family.
Just having her, was the only family he needed.
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I Hate You... But Not Really
Eddie and you have been best friends for as long as you can remember and you’ve been crushing on him for about as long. He starts dating Chrissy however and jealousy rears its ugly head for both you and Jason. Jason has the bright idea to “date” each other to make them jealous instead. Nothing goes as planned... or does it?
Request fill for Anon, hope you like it... this one ended up being very long lol.
Minors DNI
Contains: Fake Dating/Fake Relationship (Jason/Reader), Eddie/Reader, Eddie/Chrissy, Jason/Chrissy, Bestfriend!Eddie, Virgin!Reader, A Little Bit of Angst, Loss of Virginity, Protected Sex
You had decided to take lunch in the library today, curling up with a book instead. It wasn’t that unusual for you to skip lunch and hang out in the library, you had to get away from the rowdy Hellfire boys and their antics every now and then.
However, since Eddie had started dating Chrissy, you’d spent more and more time in the library rather than be subjected to their lovey-dovey nonsense. If you had to see them, make goo-goo eyes at each other one more time you might actually explode.
God forbid she ever showed up at a Hellfire session you’d up and leave the club if that ever happened. You were trying to be happy for him, happy that he was happy, but it was hard when they just had to go and rub it in your face.
That’s where he finds you, tucked away in a corner reading quietly when he breaks the silence.
“y/l/n!” He whisper-yells as he approaches you.
“What is it, Carver? I’m not in the mood for your shit today.” His presence only serves to worsen your sour mood.
“Ok, since when did you get so sassy?”
“Fuck off, I told you I’m not in the mood. What?”
“Well, I’m… I’ve come with a proposal of sorts…” he drawls.
“Jesus Christ, get to the point.” You huff.
“Look, I know we’ve had our differences…” You scoff, he continues, “…but I think we’re both in the same little predicament.”
“Oh, yeah and what’s that?”
“You know Chrissy left me for the Freak-.”
“Hey, don’t call him that!” You can’t help but defend him, even now when you’re mad at him.
“Ok, for… Munson, and it’s kinda obvious the way you pine over him.”
“I DO NOT ‘pine’. You’ve had that same stupid joke since we were ten get over it, Eddie and I are just friends.”
“But that’s not what you want is it? You want it to be more than that and I want Chrissy to take me back, so…”
“So, what…? I’m not following.”
“Geez and I thought you were the smart one. We make them angry, jealous… we date each other to rile them up.”
“God that has to be the stupidest plan I’ve ever heard. I’m not dating you, Carver.”
“Well, you wouldn’t be… not really anyway. We’d just pretend long enough to each get what we want.”
“And why exactly would either of them even care?”
“I don’t know what’s going on with Chrissy that she’d leave me and especially for that…” You give him a warning glare, he continues, “…for him, but I know she doesn’t really love him. She loves me, I love her we… we had plans to get married-”
“Oh, wow that is pathetic, marriage? You’re fucking eighteen get over yourself. Maybe that’s why she left you.”
“No, it’s not, it was her idea actually… that doesn’t matter. Anyway, I’ve seen the way Munson looks at you, he’s got feelings for you even if he won’t admit it.”
“So, what? How would that even work?”
“We go on ‘dates’, get seen together doing couple-y shit, see how they react and go from there I guess.”
“Ok, but what ‘couple-y shit’ are we talking about here, cause I’m not fucking sleeping with you.”
“Jesus, I never said you would! It’s not like I’d want to either. I dunno like the normal stuff, holding hands, maybe some kissing that kind of thing.”
“I’m gonna need a whole lot more outta this than ‘Eddie might have feelings’ for me to do anything with you.”
“Am I really that bad?”
“Yes actually, you are.”
“Fine, I’ll pay you.”
“Eww you creep. I don’t want your money.”
“Then what will it take?”
You ponder for a moment before answering, what would it take? You reach a decision, “You have to be nicer to all the Hellfire guys from now on. Or at least civil with us, even after you get Chrissy back.”
“Ok, but what about if Munson tries to start shit?”
“Then you ignore him, be the bigger man or whatever.”
“Alright fine.” He concedes.
“Fine.” You huff back in response.
“So, like do you want to set up a schedule or something?”
You glance at the clock on the wall, “Look, lunch is almost over why don’t we just meet up on the weekend and sort out the details then…”
You reach into your backpack, pulling out a notebook and pen you scrawl across a page before tearing it out, “… here is my address, just come past around noon.”
He takes the slip of paper folding it and placing it in his back pocket, “Sure, I’ll see you then.”
He turns and saunters off while you pack away your belongings and begin heading to your next class.
He stands on your front porch and jabs at the doorbell, you’re not too far off and answer quite quickly.
“Y/l/n.” He nods his head in greeting.
“We’re going to at least have to call each other by our first names, you know?” You usher him inside, lingering in the front hall.
“Right, yeah that’s true. Ummm, do we… do we use pet names too or…?”
You shrug, continuing as you lead him through to the living room, “I mean maybe… that is something couples do.”
He looks around taking in his surroundings, “Your parents home?”
“No. No, they’ve gone out for lunch with some friends. So, take a seat I guess and let’s get to… whatever the hell this is.” You gesture to the couch.
He does so more awkwardly than you would’ve expected from him, was he nervous? No that couldn’t be it, not Mr. Cocksure Big-shot Basketball Captain.
“So, uh… y/n…” he begins, tentatively testing out your name, “how about we start with some ground rules, lay out all the do’s and don’t’s and what each of us expects from this.”
“Well, let’s start with the obvious, no sex, in fact nothing past first base. You may call me common pet names, like babe, baby, honey, when appropriate, but never sweetheart. No one can know the truth, everyone has to actually believe we’re dating and happy together for it to work. Also on that note, how did this supposedly start? Why did I suddenly get over all your years of torment and fall into your arms?”
“Ok, well that was a lot all at once. Um I guess yes to all of the aforementioned, I will add that I will pay for any ‘dates’ that we do go on. I’d feel weird if I didn’t, even if this isn’t real. Also you have to show up to my games, all the big ones at least. But as to the last part I don’t really know… I uh apologised…” he replies uncertainly, with a slight wince.
“Oh, that’s all it took you said sorry and suddenly I was swooning over you?”
“I don’t know, it was a really good apology?”
“Ok let’s hear it then. Like you mean it too.”
“What?”
“This grand apology that was supposedly enough for me to forget what a fucking jackass you are to me and all my friends.”
“O-ok… ummm y/n…” he trails off.
“Wow solid start there bud you wanna maybe continue, you didn’t even say the words ‘I’m sorry’.”
“I’m thinking ok! When did you become such a bitch anyway, thought you were all quiet and shy and shit?”
“Oooh yeah, that’ll really sell it call me a bitch-”
He cuts you off quickly, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. It’s just, this is hard, ok?”
“Can’t be harder than the shit you put Eddie and me through.” You grumble.
“Ok I’m sorry, really, I am. I don’t even know why I gave you shit, you actually seem kinda normal enough. I guess it was just ‘cause you were always around him, always defending him. Why even hang around that creep anyway?” He answers surprisingly earnestly.
“‘Creep’ isn’t any better than ‘freak’ you know.”
“See, like that always defending him.”
“He’s my friend, surely you know what that’s like or at least have some concept of it? And don’t give me some “oh being popular is a curse you never know who your friends really are’ type shit.”
“Of course, I have friends… it’s just no one has ever defended me like that.”
“Maybe ‘cause you’ve never needed it, anyway that is entirely beside the point. We’ve gotten derailed, let’s try to get this back on track.”
“You believe that I am sorry, right?”
“I believe that you think that, but it’s good enough. Just maybe leave out the bits about insulting my best friend in your apology and it’s fine.”
“I am sorry.”
“Ok, so you apologised and then what? How did it get from mutual understanding to ‘I’m madly in love with you.’?”
“As part of my apology I offered to buy you dinner, extend an olive branch so to speak. At dinner we actually hit it off and find that we don’t actually hate each other. Maybe we have some things in common and we decided to do it again.”
You hum in consideration, “Ok, sure we’ll go with that, but what do we actually have in common?”
“Not much I’d imagine, we… uhhh go to the same school, we’re in the same grade, ummm what… what kind of movies do you like, what sort of music do you listen to?”
“Well, my favourite movie genres are horror/thriller and fantasy. Music, it varies, but mainly rock I guess, like punk and alternative type stuff, I know my music taste surprises most people. I think they think that I’d have to be into like classical music or something for being so shy and bookish, even though I hang around a bunch of metalhead rockers.”
“I dunno none of that really works, I mean I don’t mind horror but it’s not my favourite. Ummm there… there is one thing that no one really knows about me…”
“Yeah, what’s that oh man of mystery?”
“Don’t… don’t make fun of me, please.”
“Why shouldn’t I?” You begin but catch sight of his pleading gaze and you fold, “Oh, alright fine, guess I’ll take my own advice and ‘be the bigger man’.”
“Thank you. Uhh… I actually like to read… like a lot, but I don’t let people see me when I do ‘cause I gotta wear these dorky glasses. I’ve had a few concussions and it’s messed with my vision.”
“Oh, ok I actually didn’t expect that at all. What sort of stuff do you read?”
“I like a lot of different things, stuff on history and war, sports… and um poetry…”
“Poetry? You, Jason Carver, read poetry?”
“Yeah, come on I said not to make fun of me.”
“No, I’m not… I’m not, it’s just not what I expected, the rest is yeah typical, I get that, but poetry? Does Chrissy know about this?”
“Yeah, she does. She also said she thinks my glasses are cute, but I don’t know, I think she was just saying that to make me feel better.”
“Ok, well I’m not all that into poetry myself, but history is alright, I guess. So, reading, we both like to read um anything else?”
“What about aspirations for after high school?”
“Well, you said you and Chrissy were thinking marriage, right?”
“Yeah, but not for a while yet, we’d have to get settled first, build careers so we can support ourselves.”
“Yeah, didn’t actually think you would’ve thought that far ahead, no offence. Personally, I’d like to get out of Hawkins for a start. Go to college, study maybe either something in writing or science, what about you?”
“Well, I’m aiming to get a basketball scholarship if I can, do something with that, but sports is kind of a high risk kinda deal. There’s no real guarantee. Not sure what my fallback could be, but I’m working on it.”
“That’s good. So, let’s recap. You apologised and took me out for dinner. I accepted and we got to know each other, found out we’re both readers and bonded over that. We shared our aspirations for after high school and agreed to do it again some time.”
“Yep, that all sounds about right, but don’t tell anyone about the glasses thing, ok?”
“Secret’s safe with me.”
“Thank you.”
“Ok, so the actual ‘dates’ is that going to be like a spontaneous thing or should we have a scheduled ‘date night’?”
“Scheduled date night sounds better to me, I can do Saturdays after practice?”
“Yeah, that works I guess, how are we going to balance your games and Hellfire though? They clash more often than not.”
“Well, can’t you guys reschedule your little cult meetings?”
“Jason,” you sigh exasperatedly, “you were doing so well too. It’s not a cult, it’s a Dungeon’s and Dragons club. And they will not reschedule for this. I can maybe get someone to sub for me every now and then, I guess.”
“It’s ok you only have to come to the big games, I’ll let you know which ones they are when they come up.”
“Sure ok, that’s settled. First ‘date’ next week, what are we going to do?”
He shrugs, “We could go to the cinema? I overheard Chrissy telling her friends that… Munson was going to take her to see ‘Pretty in Pink’.”
“Really, you want them to see us together that soon?”
“I dunno, why not?”
“Oh, no. No, we are nowhere near ready for that. It has to be really fucking believable before that happens.”
“Ok, so what do you think we should do?”
“I think the first few ‘dates’ should just be practice being around each other. Don’t try and focus on somewhere we can be seen, think somewhere we can both be comfortable.”
“I mean I’d say the library, it’d fit into our narrative, but then there’s the whole glasses thing.”
“Yeah, ok… um how about we actually go for dinner. Maybe somewhere less common for all the Hawkins High kids to be at.”
“Oh, there’s this restaurant my parents go to! It’s called Enzo’s. How about that?”
“Wouldn’t that be a little, um… expensive?”
“Yeah, but so what? I’m paying.”
“I dunno just makes me feel skeevy…”
“Don’t. I’m the one who suggested it. Think of it as reparations for years of bullying.”
“Ok, fine. Enzo’s then. When does your practice finish?”
“Four. So, we’ll make the dinner around seven, I’ll uh pick you up if you want or we could just meet there.”
“Um yeah you can pick me up, it’ll give us more time to go over our stories, get everything straight.”
“Ok cool.”
“Cool.”
“Uhh… now what?”
“Um I mean you can go…what else is there.”
“Yeah, sure I’ll go.” He stands awkwardly, you stand with him to escort him out.
He pauses at the door, “Should we… try to interact at school?”
“Yeah… nothing too extreme just yet, but yeah, I guess. Maybe just like greeting in the halls, small talk, that sort of stuff.” You shrug.
“Ok, so I guess we’re doing this… babe.”
“Uhhh… yeah I guess so… babe.” The word feels foreign on your tongue, using it to address Jason Carver of all people.
You open the door waving as he leaves and he waves back. You retreat back into the comfort of your home a little dumbfounded by how that had turned out. It was interesting, being forced to see him in a new light, as a multifaceted human being rather than just some dumb jock stereotype.
It’s like the world is working against you, any time you and Jason are together, Eddie and Chrissy are nowhere to be seen. It’s beginning to frustrate you, you know there is gossip going around the school about you two, but neither of them have given any indication that they’re aware of it.
Not even the rest of the Hellfire Club have said anything. They all know you’re seeing someone you’ve told them as much, you had to give some explanation as to why you were missing Hellfire sesions so much. They all believe you’re in a happy relationship, they just haven’t seen it yet.
You’re on yet another date with Jason, you’d missed out on this session of Hellfire Club to go to one of his games and he suggested dinner at the diner afterwards. A few of his teammates and their girlfriend’s had come too, but you insisted on your own booth, it could be so stifling being around Jason’s friends.
“So, what actually happened with you and Chrissy, if you don’t mind me asking?”
He sets down his cutlery and sighs, beginning in a hushed tone, “She started pulling away from me, don’t know what I did, it wasn’t so much like she was mad… just distant. I don’t get it.”
“Hmm, you know it may not have been anything you did, maybe she was going through some personal stuff.”
“Yeah, but why wouldn’t she tell me, I could help her. Why did she turn to… him?”
“Look I can’t answer for her personally, but sometimes when I’m dealing with my own shit I retreat into myself. Don’t wanna feel like I’m burdening others with my problems… especially those I’m closest to. Usually when I get like that Eddie is the one to pull me up, dust me off so to speak and just get me through it. He’s good like that, very observant when he wants to be, he just knows when someone’s got it rough and he wants to help.”
Jason scoffs, “Yeah alright, all the girls going to Munson… what’s he got that I don’t.”
“Did you even listen to a word I said? It’s not about you or what you can offer. She’s probably just going through something, maybe something she’s ashamed of or is embarrassed about and doesn’t want you to know. Maybe she’s just worried about how you’ll see her if you find out.”
“I would never judge her for anything, she should know that. Instead, she turned around and left me for another guy.”
“Jason have you fucking seen yourself, you can be such a judgmental, righteous prick-”
“Hey, keep it down, you don’t want someone to hear you saying stuff like that if we’re going to pull off the ‘loving couple’ shit.” He hisses cutting you off.
You lower your voice slightly leaning in, hopefully from the outside it just looks like you’re two little lovebirds wrapped up in your own little world, “… you are a bully and you’ve shown that girls aren’t off limits, why would she think she can go to you with everything.”
He has the decency to look ashamed at that, “I am sorry you know… for how I treated you.”
“Fine, ok I got that, I’m moving past it, but can you see where I’m coming from?”
“I-I think so, but what can I do… what could I have done then? What if we get back together and something like this happens again?”
“I don’t know, it’s a complex thing, you gotta be patient with her. Push but not too hard, get her to see that you won’t judge her for anything. When she really believes that maybe she will accept your help when she needs it.”
“I guess… thank you. You know I haven’t really talked about this with anyone, it’s good to get stuff off my chest.”
“Yeah, that is the general idea, when you’re going through something you need someone that will listen. And look at you turning to ‘another girl’ for support.”
He rolls his eyes, “Yeah, I get it now, ok. You don’t have to rub it in.”
“Ok… you know deep down and I mean deep, deep down you’re not so bad. You know when you actually act like a human being.”
“Oh, careful that almost sounded like an actual compliment.”
“Shove off… I mean I get why you act the way you do, I guess. I know your popularity is important to you, but is it really more important than being yourself, was it worth losing someone you love?”
“Ummm… no, no it’s not...” He concedes, “…but it is what I gotta do to get where I wanna go.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it-”
He’s getting frustrated, you can tell, the way he clenches his fists, “No it’s not. If I’m not popular, I’m not basketball captain. If I’m not captain, I don’t get the recognition. If I don’t get the recognition, I don’t get a scholarship-”
You place a hand over his, “Stop, relax its ok I’ll drop it, just keep in mind Chrissy likes you for you… I’m assuming… and if she doesn’t, she’s not worth it, but that is going to be how you win her back… by being yourself.”
“Fine.” He grumbles.
“You gonna finish those?” You point to the last few fries on his plate that he’d been ignoring.
“Nah, have ‘em if you want and then we can get out of here. I’ll drop you off at yours.”
“Thank you.”
As you stand to leave, passing the other guys from the team, Jason nods his head towards them and you give them an awkward little wave, calling out, “Bye guys, see you around.”
Andy calls back, “What you guys leaving already? Don’t wanna come back to mine? My parents are gone for the weekend, I was thinking we could… party.”
Jason answers for the pair of you, to your surprise in the negative, “Nah, sorry man gotta take my girl home she’s feeling a bit tired. You know how it is?”
Andy gives him an exaggerated wink that makes your skin crawl, “Sure do man, you kids have fun.”
You tug on Jason’s arm and he escorts you out to his car, “Ugh why’d he have to be so gross?” You groan with a full-body shiver.
He responds as he starts up the car, “Oh, come on it wasn’t that bad… and isn’t that what we want? For people to think we’re a good, real couple… real couples have sex you know?”
“So… you and Chrissy then…?”
“Of course, me and Chrissy. What… did you expect us to be celibate or something?”
“No uh… I don’t know, it’s not like I think about you with her… like that.”
“What about you… have you ever…?”
“Uhh… no, umm… it’s not that I don’t want to, I just never… I mean…”
He holds up one hand in surrender, the other still on the wheel, “Hey, it’s fine, you don’t have to explain yourself to me.”
You let out a sigh, “Ok, yeah… I am tired you know? This shit is fucking exhausting.”
“Gee, thanks. Good to know being with me is exhausting.”
“No, it’s not that, it’s just doing this is like constantly being on stage, putting on a performance… having to be so acutely aware of every action and everyone in the room.”
He’s silent for a moment, “Do you think… do you think maybe that’s how Chrissy feels with me?”
“I can’t answer for her, maybe that’s just something the two of you will have to figure out for yourselves.”
“Oh… ok.” He seems a little crestfallen.
“Sorry, I can’t give you a better answer.”
“Nah, that’s fine we’re almost at your place now.”
“We’ve gotten to know each other now, like really know each other, but there’s one thing I still don’t get.”
“Yeah, what’s that?”
“Why are you part of Munson’s little cult, I get maybe you didn’t have any other friends when we were kids but come on you could do so much better than that now.”
“Watch yourself there, Carver. You’re on thin ice…” you warn, “…and it’s not a cult. Ok, how bout I put it to you like this. That game we all play dungeons and dragons, what do you actually know about that?”
“Just that it’s some devil-worshipper thing…”
“See you’re wrong though, it’s not… at all. If anything, it’s the complete opposite cause you’re fighting against evil.”
He looks at you sceptically, you continue, “It’s just a little fantasy game, we’re not hurting anyone by playing a game. Look, you play basketball, you love basketball, there’s this whole culture around that. The way you feel about the game, your teammates, it’s not so different from Hellfire Club.”
“Yes, it is.” He protests.
“Just hear me out ok, D&D brings us together it gives us a sense of camaraderie we band together to fight the big bad evil guy, there’s strategy and an element of chance and everything can be decided by the roll of a die. I imagine scoring the final game wining point would feel the same as defeating the villain or pulling off an insane move that gets the party through untold dangers.”
“But-”
“Look, how about you just come to one of the Hellfire sessions see what it’s really like. You’ve got a bye this week, don’t you?”
“Yeah, but will they even let me through the door?”
“Yes, I’ll make sure they’re nice to you ok… but you gotta do the same.”
“I will.” You shoot him a look, “I will, I promise.”
“Good.”
“Still doesn’t explain Munson though that guy is clearly…”
You stop him in his tracks with a pointed glare, “Yes… care to finish that statement?”
“Well, what I mean to say is he’s just so… so… oh the only words I can come up with are still devil-worshipper, with all his metal music and chains and leather, what do you see in him?”
“He’s a good guy,” he looks at you sceptically, “No really, he is, all of that hard-ass attitude stuff is just like a barrier to protect himself. He hasn’t had it easy and stuff like his music helps him cope. Is it really so bad that he is unapologetically himself?”
“Y/n the guy is crazy, jumping on tables, shouting off his little rants that make digs at the rest of the school, not to mention everything else.”
“He’s not crazy, he can be a bit dramatic but he’s got a point with that stuff. Like really why? Why do we get singled out and picked on for our interests when the basketball team can be celebrated for theirs?”
You rush to add,” I mean no offence by that, but really, we’re all here just trying get by, make it through one day at a time, find happiness where we can. He gives the outcasts of the school somewhere we can belong and he’s been my friend since about as far back as I can remember, always been there for me regardless of what he’s going through. He is a good guy.”
“I mean I guess… when you put it like that. I still don’t like him though.” He grumbles.
“I never asked you to like him just be civil with him and I’ll try to make sure he does the same.”
“Fine I can live with that.”
At lunch the next day you decide to broach the topic with the rest of Hellfire. When you get there she’s there, you shouldn’t be so surprised you guess, but it had been a few days since you sat with them for lunch.
The way she was dressed today was almost enough to turn your stomach… she was wearing his Hellfire shirt. You steeled yourself, no you weren’t going to let this get to you, all the more reason to invite Jason to Hellfire.
“Hey guys!” You greet everyone as you plop down into a seat.
They reply in kind and you continue while you have their attention, “So, everyone knows I’ve been seeing someone…” they nod, “… well I kinda wanted to ask if you guys would be alright if I brought him by one of the Hellfire sessions? Just to watch of course, he said he wants to know what it’s about, so I thought the best way would be to show him.”
Eddie narrows his eyes at you, “Right why would we let some random guy-”
“My boyfriend.” You correct him.
“Whatever, your boyfriend… why would we let him sit in? We don’t even know the dude.”
“Well, there you go you can see just who he is when we both show up.”
“Yeah, and on that note, you’ve been missing a lot of sessions lately… what’s up with that? Would you even know how to play anymore?” He bites back snarkily.
Oooh, is he bitter, could this actually be working already?
“Of course, I remember how to play, it’ll be fine… please?”
“Fine, we’ll put it to a vote…” he looks around the table and the others squirm under his gaze, “right, everyone in favour of y/n’s boyfriend joining the next Hellfire session, raise your hand.”
Everyone at the table raises their hands, except you, Chrissy and Eddie, he continues with a sigh “…ok looks like he can join, but just this once.”
Dustin tries to lighten the mood, “Come on Eddie, don’t you wanna meet y/n’s new boyfriend?”
Unfortunately, that was the wrong thing to say, Eddie scoffs in response, “What difference would that make to me? He’d still be some intruder to our game.”
Gareth speaks up on your behalf, “Come on don’t be like that man, just be glad we’re getting y/n back and we’ll get to see who’s been making her so happy lately.”
“Yeah, sure whatever…” he turns to Chrissy suddenly, “Hey, sweetheart… would you like to come to the next session too?”
She offers an apologetic smile, “Uhh… no sorry babe, you know I’m not really into that stuff… but you guys have fun.”
She turns to you, “Hope your boyfriend enjoys it too.”
You try to match her cheerful demeanour without sounding sarcastic, “Yeah hopefully once he sees it, he’ll get just why I love it so much.”
There’s a heavy tension that hangs in the air for the rest of the lunch break, you keep your involvement in conversation to a minimum and finally breathe a sigh of relief once the bell rings.
You sit in Jason’s car twisting your hands nervously in your lap, “So you ready for this?”
He places a hand over yours, “Relax, it will be fine.”
“And you can promise you’ll be nice to everyone, and I mean everyone?”
“Yes, I won’t like it, but yes.”
“Thank you. And remember to keep an open mind, don’t just judge the game immediately because of what you’ve been told to think of it… please?”
“Ok, I’ll try.”
“Thank you.”
“Well, you ready to go in?”
“Now or fucking never, I guess. Hopefully we’ve done enough that it’ll convince everyone we’re a ‘happy couple’.”
“Yeah, come on.”
You hesitate again when you get to the drama room door, but he gives you a little nudge and you open it.
Everyone’s already seated at the table chatting animatedly, you call out to get their attention, “Um hey, everyone… sorry if we’re a little late-”
You’re met by flabbergasted stares and slack jaws when they turn to see you, arm in arm with Jason Carver.
Eddie is the first to speak, face set into a deep scowl, “Uh what the fuck is this, what is he doing here?”
“You guys said it was ok to bring my boyfriend. I said I was sorry for being late, but come on it’s only by a couple minutes.”
“Can I have a word with you outside?” Eddie storms over to you grabbing your arm harshly and leading you out the door, not waiting for a response.
“What the fuck was that in there? You’re dating Carver? The guy you’ve been dating… is fucking Jason Carver?!”
“Yeah… and? What’s it matter to you?”
“It matters because you’re my best friend and it’s fucking Jason Carver… you’re dating him after everything he did to me… to us?”
“Yeah well, you’re dating Chrissy what the fuck is up with that?”
“That’s different, don’t bring her into this.”
“Why? Why shouldn’t I huh? Some best friend you are, as soon as some pretty little blond shows you a smidge of attention it’s like I don’t even exist.”
“Just ugh… why did it have to be him?”
“Why did it have to be her?!”
“You can’t just throw my question back at me, at least Chrissy wasn’t the one going around calling us freaks and making our lives miserable.”
“Yeah, not like she stopped it either. And really Mr Nonconformity, you’re gonna go for the basic ass cheerleader? Way to break the mould. Really, I applaud you on that one, you’re definitely not just like every other teen boy here. All hard up over a girl in a short skirt doing her little rah-rah school spirit bullshit.”
“Chrissy is NOT like that!”
“Oh yeah, I’m sure.”
“And I could say the same about you, dating Mr Meathead Jock… that’s not any better now, is it?”
“Whatever, screw you.” You turn to go back inside.
“Screw me, no hey don’t walk away from me.” He grabs your arm again.
“Eddie, just stop.” You shoot him an angry look.
“Have you fucked him?” He hisses through clenched teeth.
“What?!” You can’t believe he just said that, where the hell did that come from.
“I said have you fucked him? He would be your first if you had, wouldn’t he?” He repeats, his tone bitter.
“That is none of your fucking business and don’t act like you haven’t slept with Chrissy.”
“Actually, I haven’t. She said she wants to take things slow and I respect that. Says she wants to wait til marriage and all that.”
“Yeah, that’s not how Jason tells it and he would know he’s actually slept with her. You sure she even really loves you? You sure you’re not just some rebound destined to fail?” You retaliate.
“What the fuck? When did you get so fucking bitchy, or is that just what taking Carver’s dick does?”
Before you know what you’re even doing you’ve reared your hand slapping him across the face sharply.
“Why don’t you ask your girlfriend what taking Jason’s dick does? She would know after all.” It’s a low blow, you regret it as soon as the words leave your lips. Regret almost everything you’ve said to him, especially when you see the look in his eyes, but it’s too late now.
It’s then that Jason pokes his head out of the doorway, “Hey…. ahhh, you guys, ok? You’ve been gone a while… the others sent me out to check on you��”
You turn to him, “We’re leaving, come on let’s go babe.”
“But I thought-”
“Yeah, never-mind…” you turn back to Eddie, who’s standing there shellshocked cradling his cheek, “I quit Hellfire by the way, see you fucking never Munson.”
You grab Jason’s arm dragging him along with you, willing yourself not to cry, just hold it in at least until you get outside, just make it outside.
When you do reach the front doors of the school you break, tears streaming down your face, sobbing.
Jason turns you to face him, “What happened? What did he do?”
“Fuck off Jason as if you actually care, there’s no one here to see it, just leave it alone, ok.”
He grabs both your shoulders, looking into your teary eyes, you turn you head away, “I do care though, what happened?”
“We had a fight obviously… this stupid fucking plan isn’t working. I told you it wouldn’t and now I’ve just lost my best fucking friend. I really fucking hate you, did I ever mention that?”
He cuts you off with a fierce kiss, you push him off of you, “What the fuck was that for?!”
“I dunno I kinda like you I guess…” He shrugs.
“Oh, no fuck off with that, I know you’re still in love with Chrissy. No one was here to see that, so what was it about really?”
“I do kind of like you though, not like Chrissy, different from that and I do still love her, but… what if we tried to make this work for real? What if those two never realise how we feel about them and it never works out?”
“No. I’m not going to be someone’s consolation prize or whatever. I don’t care if you don’t get Chrissy back, you can find someone else… maybe just be less of a ‘meathead jock’ and it’ll work out for you. Let someone see the real you for a change, the guy that reads and takes a girl out for silly little dates and cares about something other than himself.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… you’re not a ‘consolation prize’ and you do deserve better too. Just forget about Munson… honestly, you’re better off without him.”
“Don’t know that I am… what do you want to do about this now then? Do we still ‘fake date’? Try to get Chrissy back for you, even if Eddie won’t have anything to do with me now?”
“What do you want?”
“I don’t know, I guess… I want at least one of us to get something from this, otherwise it’s all been for nothing.”
“Well, it wouldn’t be for nothing really, I mean we never would have spent time together… reconciled our differences, if it weren’t for this. You could say we’re friends now at least.”
“Yeah, I guess… and I’m gonna need a friend, just kinda lost all of mine back there in one fell swoop.” You give him a bitter, teary-eyed grin.
“Ok, so let’s do that, we continue this ‘fake dating’ thing for a bit longer, see if Chrissy will come around. If not, I’ll be here for you as a friend either way, agreed?”
“Yes… as long as you never try to kiss me like that in private again, seriously what the fuck was that?”
“I know, I’m sorry.”
Fate really had a way of shoving it your face. Before when you were with Carver, you’d never seen Eddie and Chrissy around, but now it seemed like everywhere you looked Eddie was there glaring at you. You couldn’t take it, jealousy would have been fine… but this hatred that came pouring off him in waves was like torture.
Jason could see your discomfort, your pain, he asked you multiple times if you were still ok with this plan. You powered through, one of you should end up happy from all this, right? You still couldn’t believe that in all of this Jason Carver was the one to console you, if someone would have told you that just a few weeks ago, you would’ve laughed in their face.
The rest of Hellfire give you a wide berth, but still offer little smiles in your direction when you pass them… only when Eddie isn’t around though. You wonder what he would have told them, you’re sure he can’t have painted you in a very good light, but it was too late for you to try to explain yourself to them.
That’s how you found yourself on a Saturday night, curled up on Jason’s bed watching Friday the 13th: A New Beginning. It had just come out on VHS and Jason suggested the two of you watch it to get your mind off things for a bit. He had begun to warm up to horror movies in general, still not a major fan but he enjoyed it more now… your influence maybe?
Meanwhile, Chrissy had made her way to Eddie’s trailer, with a heavy conscious. She raises her hand to knock against the door, when it opens and she jumps back slightly.
“Oh, Chrissy hey… didn’t mean to scare you. I was just on my way to see you.”
“Uh… yeah, could we go inside and talk for a bit?”
“Sure, sure come in.” He steps aside, ushering her in with a sweeping gesture.
They both stand there awkwardly, before Eddie says, “What did you want to talk about?”
She hesitates and he moves towards the couch, urging her to join him, “Come on take a seat and tell me what you need.”
She makes her way over, tentatively perching on the edge of the couch.
“So…?” Eddie prompts her.
“Ummm… there’s no real easy way to say this, but umm… I think… I think we should end things Eddie.”
“Wh-Why do you say that?” He asks nervously, he had actually been planning to go see her to break things off, maybe this’d give him an out.
“Come on isn’t it obvious? Everyone knows you have feelings for y/n. It’s even clearer now that she’s dating Jason… and I… I don’t know… I think I still have feelings for Jason too.” She hangs her head in shame.
“What? I don’t have feelings for y/n… I’m with you, why would you say that?” He splutters, unconvincingly.
“So, you’re just not going to acknowledge that I have feelings for Jason?” She huffs looking back at him.
“Well, uh… fuck… I don’t know… did you ever have feelings for me?”
“Yes… just… just not like I do for Jason. Look you helped me through a really rough time and I am grateful for that… but I don’t love you.”
He sighs, “Yeah uhhh… I-I don’t love you either… I know how bad it sounds, and I do care about you… but I think it was ‘cause you were the first girl to ever show me any interest.”
“What about y/n?”
“What about her?”
“You have feelings for her, don’t try to deny it.”
“Ok fine, I have feelings for y/n… what difference does that make? We’re just friends… fuck not even that anymore. And she’s with Jason fucking Carver, of all the fucking people she had to choose from, she picked him.” He turns away angrily, hot tears prick at his eyes.
“Jason’s not that bad of a guy really, but what if we did something to… break them up?”
“Wh-what? Why? What would that even achieve… they’re happy with each other, I can’t take that away from her… and for what? She’s not even speaking to me, won’t even look at me, it’s not like she’d come running into my arms if things ended between them.” Tears have begun to run down his cheeks, he swipes at them angrily.
“Eddie… look at me.” She implores.
He does so and she continues, “You must be fucking blind not to see that she is in love with you.”
“What are you talking about?” He hiccups out.
“Y/n, she is sooo head over heels for you, Jason even picked up on it when we were ten for Christ’s sake.”
“No, that was just some dumb joke Carver used to taunt me.”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now? She loves you, you love her…” She reinforces before adding quietly “…I love Jason.”
“Then what are we even fucking doing together in the first place?”
“I don’t know, you were there for me and things just kinda happened…”
“Ok, so what do we do now?”
“Well… I mean we are over, right? I mean we can still be friends if you want, you are a great guy Eddie, I hope you know that.”
“Yeah… uh friends, I don’t know, we’ll see about that, but thank you. Do we have to break them up though… not that I’m happy seeing her with him, but can’t we just each talk to them tell them how we really feel?”
“I mean, I guess. It would be the nicer thing to do. Do you think you could handle it though, you’ve had all this time to tell her before, why haven’t you?”
“I just couldn’t… if things went wrong, I couldn’t lose her, but now… now she already hates me. She’s already lost to me, so what’s the harm in telling her now… not like she could hate me any more than she already does. I said some horrible things to her Chrissy…” He hangs his head, pressing his palms into his eyes.
She rubs a hand over his shoulder, “Hey, if things don’t work out, I’m here for you, ok?”
“Th-thank you. Should… should we go to them now?”
“You wanna go right now?”
“Yeah, I… I don’t wanna wait ‘til whenever we see them next.”
“Ok… alright, I guess right now it is.” She stands brushing down her skirt.
Eddie stands as well moving to the door, “Did you drive here?”
“Uhh… no, I walked.”
“You what?! In the middle of the night, you walked to the trailer park? Why?” He asks incredulously.
“Umm… my brother had the car tonight.” She shrugs.
“Then why did you come?”
“I just… it couldn’t wait, it was eating me up inside. I had to get it out. Besides the exercise will do me good.”
“Don’t. Don’t start with that. You could have called you know, if you didn’t want to say it over the phone I coulda picked you up at least.”
“Well, too late now… you wanna give me a lift to Jason’s? Then you can head off to y/n’s.”
“Yeah, of course. Come on.” He grabs his keys and escorts her to the van.
You had begun dozing off against Jason’s shoulder, when the ring of the doorbell rouses you suddenly. Jason looks down at you confused, before extracting himself by your side, he leaves the movie running while he goes to answer the door.
He sees Chrissy standing there bouncing on the balls of her feet, warming her hands with her breath, he then notices Eddie sitting in the van parked in his driveway glaring daggers at him. He turns back to Chrissy, “Uh, hey what are you doing here? You wanna come in for a bit, you must be cold?”
“Uh no that’s ok, this won’t take long… I just… I had to say… I still love you, Jason.”
“What about Eddie?” He glances over at him.
It was the first time he’d ever actually said the guy’s given name, first time he didn’t have to pause before he said it, first time he’d ever referred to him without any malice in his voice.
“We just broke up, it… it was never going to work between us. He’s in love with y/n… you know that.”
“Ok… so what’s he going to do then?” He looks over her shoulder again back at Eddie.
“Well, he’s going to tell her too. Right after whatever happens here… waiting to give me a lift if I need it.”
“Well, she’s here right now so…”
“Oh, um… I guess both of us should go then? Right, we’ve like interrupted date night or something?” She turns to leave, he stops her with a hand on her shoulder.
“No.”
She turns back, “What do you mean ‘no’?”
“I… I want you back. Have since the moment you left.”
“What… what about y/n?”
“She’ll understand… trust me. And you said Eddie wanted to see her… tell him to come in.”
“Are you sure about that… I don’t really see that going too well.”
“Yeah, I’m sure. Just uh… tell him to be on his best behaviour, ok?”
Chrissy makes her way back to the van, when she reaches the driver-side door, Eddie rolls down the window.
“Well?” He asks expectantly.
“It uh… went well, I guess. Um y/n is here now. Jason said you should come in and talk to her.”
“She’s here now, fuck I should have guessed as much… I mean, why wouldn’t she be with her boyfriend on a Saturday night? Jesus, I’m a fucking idiot. What am I doing?” He palms at his forehead in frustration.
“Did you not hear me, I said it’s going well.”
“What do you mean?”
“Jason is going to take me back. Y/n is going to be single and he’s invited you in to talk to her. That’s something right?”
“Inside his house… ha what so he can see me crash and burn, so they can both laugh at me, while she crushes my heart?”
“Don’t be so dramatic, just give it a chance.”
“You really think it’ll go well?”
“Yes. Now get out of the damn van and get inside.”
When he gets to the door, Jason greets him stiffly, “Munson.”
Eddie narrows his eyes at him suspiciously, “Carver.”
“I should… I should probably tell you guys something first. Umm… y/n and I dating was never real… I uhh, I wanted to make Chrissy jealous. Jealous enough that she’d take me back so I got y/n to help me.”
“What? Why would she even agree to that?” Eddie face sets into a frown.
“Well, the agreement was that from the moment, our little thing started from there on out I’d have to be nicer to you…” he nods in his direction, “and to all the other Hellfire members.”
“That seems kinda dumb.”
“Well, it was she thought so too, but I guess she thought it was worth it to protect her friends?” He shrugs.
“So, you gonna go up and talk to her? Sort your own shit out, while the two of us,” He gestures between himself and Chrissy, “can work our shit out too.”
“Uh, yeah sure. Which way am I goin’?” He eyes him suspiciously.
“Just up the stairs, first door on the left. We were just watching a movie.”
Eddie nods and makes his way upstairs.
He opens the door with a shaky, sweaty hand.
“Jason, who was at the door? What took so long?” You ask without looking away from the screen, snuggled down into the covers.
“Uhhh… not Jason…” He stands there awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck, the sound of his voice surprises you, head snapping towards him.
“Eddie, what the fuck are you doing here? Why the fuck did Jason let you in?”
“We need to talk.”
“Yeah, save it. I don’t need any more judgemental bullshit from you… can’t stand to see the way you look at me now… so full of hate.” Tears spring to life in your eyes, you turn away from him.
“No, it’s not like that. Do you really think Jason would let me in if I was here to do that… on that note, I am soooo sorry for what I said to you that day. Words cannot express how sorry I am.”
You can’t bring yourself to look at him as you remember the harsh words the two of you had exchanged, guilt sweeping over you, “I-I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean the shit I said to you… it’s just you really hurt me, and I know that’s no excuse but…”
“No, I get it, I get it… I was just lashing out because I was hurt too.”
“I know… I should have known that dating Jason would hurt you I just…”
“You wanted to make Chrissy jealous? For him? So, they could get back together”
“What… how…?”
“Jason. Jason told me. Told me how it was all his idea, that the only reason you even went along with his dumbass plan was so he’d be nicer to me and the other Hellfire guys. It worked by the way, they’re both downstairs talking it out.”
“Shit… I’m sorry that was a really fucking shitty thing for me to do. I’m sorry you lost your girlfriend.”
“Don’t be, it worked out for me too.”
“What does that mean?”
“Well, I didn’t really love her… I love you.”
“Don’t.”
“Wh-what?”
“Don’t. You don’t mean that. Did Jason say something? Did he tell you how I feel about you?”
“H-how you feel about me? Y/n, how do you feel about me?” His heart palpitates, his palms sweat even more.
“Don’t play dumb Munson, I… I love you. I’ve loved you for as long as I can fucking remember…”
He interrupts you with a fervent, teary kiss. You hesitate a moment before reciprocating, melting into his touch.
You break away from him suddenly, “What are you doing Eddie? Why now? I don’t want to just be your rebound while you get over Chrissy.”
“Jesus, I forget how stubborn you can be. I. Don’t. Care. About. Chrissy. I love you. I’ve always loved you… don’t you get that?”
“You’re serious?”
“Of course, I’m fucking serious! Now kiss me again.” He demands.
You pull him back in for another kiss, then all at once you realise where you are. Kissing Eddie in Jason Carver’s bed and you pull away again.
“Um… sorry Eds, but I don’t think we should be doing this here.”
“Oh shit, you’re right.” He giggles, “You want me to take you home? Or we could go to my place if you’d prefer? I’ve got the van downstairs and I think Chrissy will be ok to stay here.”
“Yeah… your… your place sounds good.”
You make your way downstairs to find Jason and Chrissy making out in the hall, you grin and clear your throat.
They snap apart, Chrissy looks away bashfully as Jason looks over to you, “So, how’d it go?” he asks, more towards you.
“It uh… it went well. I’m guessing it went well for you two as well?”
He nods, “Did you two…” he gestures between Eddie and yourself, “… did you tell each other how you feel?”
“Yes, we did.” Eddie answers firmly, “And we’ll be going now.”
He looks to over to her, “You gonna be ok to stay here, Chrissy?”
She nods, looking up at the pair of you, “Yeah, I’m good. I’ll see you guys around I guess.”
“Yeah sure. Let’s… let’s head out y/n. Leave these two to their… reunion.” He smirks.
You nod and follow him to his van.
Seated beside him, his brash music playing softly in the background “So, I guess all of that worked out in the end, huh?”
He grins at you, “It did… in like a weird, roundabout kind of way.” His face twists into a grimace, “Does this mean I should be thanking Carver?”
“Maybe not that far, but I think he’ll be more civil towards you from now on at least.” You shrug. “Anyway, lets get back to your place, so we can have some more fun.”
“Oh, geez… hang on we’ll be there in no time.”
You laugh at his response, “Well someone’s eager.”
“Yeah, yeah we got a lot of lost time to make up for you know.” He waves a hand in your direction.
Before you know it, you’re back in his trailer, Wayne still isn’t home, not due back for another couple hours.
Eddie ushers you inside overly excited, his motions remind you of a puppy, bounding along, looking back at you over his shoulder.
“You wanna… go to my bedroom?” He asks voice laden with purpose.
It wouldn’t be the first time you’d been in his room, nowhere near it, but the air was heavy with expectation tonight.
He continues a little rushed, “We don’t have to do anything, especially if you’re not one hundred percent comfortable with it-”
You cut him off, “Eddie, relax I’ve been in your bedroom a thousand times it’s no big deal… and I do want to kiss some more… if that’s ok with you?”
“Oh, sweetheart that is more than ok with me.”
“Yeah? Let’s go then.”
He grabs your arm, pulling you along all the way. He practically launches himself at the bed and you tumble along after him giggling.
“I’m not going anywhere you know, you don’t have to fall over yourself to get here.”
“Promise you’re not going anywhere?” He pouts up at you, looking at you with those big brown eyes.
“I promise. Now kiss me Munson, like you mean it.”
He dives in kissing you clumsily, messily, but you don’t mind because it’s Eddie… after all this time pinning after him, you were here.
Your hands wander into his long curls as things begin to heat up. His hands begin to wander too, but he pulls away, “I-is this ok?” He gasps breathily.
“Perfect Eddie.” You grab one of his hands guiding it to your breast, “You can touch me wherever you want, ok?”
“You mean that? Like… really anywhere?”
“Absolutely.”
“This… this is your first time, right? I mean…” He trails off.
You know what he’s getting at, “Yes, it’s my first… nothing ever happened between Carver and me… it was never real.”
“And how far do you want to go tonight? ‘Cause I am more than fine keeping it just like this, we don’t have to do more…”
“Eds, relax honestly, look at me.” He looks deep into your eyes, and you proceed, “I am ready to give you anything you want tonight. If that means we go all the way, great. If that means we just lay here making out and groping that’s great too. Just know that I want you too.”
“I can’t believe this is actually happening.” He gasps.
“So, what do you want Eddie?”
“I want you, all of you… but I’m not… I’m not very experienced… I’ll try to make it good for you. Your first time should be…special-”
You press a finger to his lips halting his babble, “I know, and it will be special because it’s with you.”
“Fuck… ok, yeah…” He groans before capturing your lips with his own once more both yours and his eyes fluttering closed. His hands move to slip beneath your shirt and his calloused fingers fumble with the clasp of your bra for a moment before it releases.
He moves to the front of your chest, sliding his hands between the loose cups of your bra to cup your tits, squeezing them gently. When he rolls over one of your nipples you moan into his mouth. He matches the sound with one of his own, grinding his hips against your clothed core and you can feel the hard line of his cock.
You pull away from him, his lips follow yours for a moment, his eyes snap open searching for yours. You reach down gripping the hem of your shirt you pull it over your head, your bra follows along shortly after. He gapes at your bare chest and you giggle at his expression and tease, “Like what you see Munson?”
“Fuck you have the most perfect tits… can I… can I suck on them?”
“Remember, anything you want.” You answer.
He swoops in, ducking his head, tongue laving at your breasts occasionally pressing sloppy kisses to them. You move to straddle one of his legs, grinding down on it. He gasps against your skin. You tug on his shirt, “Can I see you too, please?”
“With pleasure.” He pulls away from your chest, hooking a hand into the bottom of his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it away blindly. You run your hands down his now exposed chest coming to rest at his belt-buckle, you look deep into his eyes, “Is this ok?”
“Yes, yes, god yes.” He whimpers.
You unbuckle his belt, undo the zip and slide his jeans down his thighs, eyes locking onto the bulge in his boxers.
You look back up at him, “You got condoms, right?”
“Absolutely, bedside table… by the ashtray.”
You clamber off of him pulling down your pants as you go, you can hear Eddie ridding himself of his own jeans completely. You spot the dusty blue box and pluck it out of the clutter moving back to the bed.
You look at him, both of you left in nothing but your underwear. You hand him the box and he sets it down beside him, “Sweetheart, you’re going to need a little more prep before we get into it.”
“What like… fingering and stuff?”
“Uh, yeah sure… um could I try… eating you out… I really, really like that…”
“Yeah… ok we can do that.” You agree shyly.
He beckons you over, “Lay down for me.”
You take a seat on the bed leaning back lengthways, resting against his pillow.
He crawls up to you, resumes kissing you slowly beginning to trail down your neck. Your eyes close and you whimper in response, he continues further down over your torso until he reaches the waistband of your panties. He pulls them down gently, easing them off of your legs and tossing them aside too.
“So pretty.” He mumbles to himself before diving in and pressing a kiss to your folds.
“So wet too.” He groans.
His tongue moves to lap up your juices and you gasp. He probes your entrance a few times with the tip of his tongue before running it all the way up to your clit. He grins against you when you jolt at the sensation, running a hand up your leg squeezing at your thigh before bringing it to join his tongue.
He spreads your slick over your folds, before slowly slipping two digits into your entrance. He crooks them against your spongy walls and you tangle your hands into his hair again gasping out his name. He groans against you and the vibrations are something else. Your hips rock against his face of their own accord.
You can feel yourself gushing over his fingers, a tension mounting somewhere deep in your belly as he stretches your slick walls with his hand. His other hand comes to press down on your stomach limiting the motion of your hips, but doubling the sensation.
Soon your legs are trembling either side of his head, you tug on his curls firmly. A tingly sensation spreads from your cunt to the extremities of your limbs. You call out his name again as you pulse on his fingers and flood his tongue with your release.
His fingers slip out while you’re coming down from your high and you release his locks. He looks up at you face slick with your juices and his drool, he makes no move to wipe it off. Just grins at you and asks, “Did you like that?”
You pant out, “Jesus fucking Christ Eddie, that was amazing… not experienced my ass.”
“What… I’m not.” He insists.
“Ok, if you say so… but goddamn that tongue of yours is good.”
He chuckles, “Thank you for the review, I appreciate the feedback.”
You slap his arm, “Ok, come on… you think I’m ready now?”
“Yeah… yeah let’s go.” He fumbles for the box of condoms. Pulling one out, he looks down at you, “Now, you are sure about this?”
“Oh my god, Eddie if you ask me one more time if I’m ‘sure about this’ I’m going to slap you in the fucking face… just fuck me already.”
“Ok message received loud and clear.” He surrenders.
He rolls his boxers down wriggling out of them, his flushed, weepy cock bounces out, bobbing between his legs. He tears open the condom and grips the length of his shaft. He lines up the condom with the head of his cock, moving to pinch the tip of it rolling it down over his length smoothly.
You watch every motion eagerly and he gives his length a few pumps with his hand before turning to you, you see him open his mouth to speak but you beat him to it, “I swear to god Munson if you ask one more time if I’m sure, that’s it…”
“I wasn’t, I swear… I was just going to say, I love you and I really hope I can make this feel good for you.”
“Aww, Eddie come here…” You pull him in by the back of his neck, kissing him in earnest and he reciprocates.
He pulls back, “Ok now let me just…” his little tongue pokes out between his teeth as he grips the base of his dick and runs the tip through your slippery folds a few times, fully focused on his motions.
He rests at your entrance, just pushing in ever so slightly before looking back to you, “You ready? It might… it might hurt a little, but I’ll go slow. Let me know if you need me to stop, ok?”
You hum in response, “Mhmmm… I’m ready... and I love you too Eddie.”
Slowly he eases himself into you, inch by inch, you grit your teeth against the slight burn. He drops a hand to circle your clit and the pleasure overtakes any pain. You whimper and moan, as he coos down at you thrusting shallowly, “Look at you taking me so well, such a good girl for me. That feel good?”
You nod biting your lip in an attempt to hold back your moans.
“Let me hear you sweetheart, please… wanna hear all the noises you make.”
You break at his words, whining, “God… fuck… Eddie, please more… faster or something, need more.”
He increases his pace one hand still circling your clit the other moving to grope your tits.
“Yes, fuck… just like that Eddie.” Your walls begin fluttering around him as he groans above you, sweat collecting on his brow, hair hanging in his face, panting loudly.
You writhe beneath him as you spasm on his cock, clamping down on him. His hips begin losing their rhythm and he growls, “Fuck… gonna cum… hngh… gonna cum for you.”
He stills, buried deep inside you and you feel him twitch and throb as he unloads into the condom.
He pulls out and rolls over, collapsing beside you gasping for breath. He removes the soiled condom tying it off and tossing it over the edge of the bed. He turns his head to look at you, breathing out, “Fuck that was good, did I mention I love you? How was it for you?”
You giggle, “Yes you’ve mentioned it multiple times now and it was good for me too, thank you Eddie.” You reach over and stroke his hair, he leans in to your touch.
“So, uh… what now?” He mumbles.
“Umm… I dunno we go out on a date I guess, the usual boyfriend/girlfriend stuff.” You shrug.
“We kinda did this a little backwards, you’re supposed to date before you have sex, right?”
“Well, I think in our case we can make an exception, don’t you?”
“Uh yeah, I’m not exactly complaining I just think it’s kinda funny.”
You giggle, “Yeah and all it took was us dating the completely wrong people for the wrong reasons.”
“It’s where we ended up that counts though. How about we clean up and you spend the night? I can give you some clothes to sleep in.”
“Sounds wonderful.” You grin back at him.
When Wayne gets home, he peeks his head into Eddie’s room to check on him, force of habit by now. He’s a little surprised to see you there, wrapped up with him under the covers all snuggled up.
He decides to leave it til morning, talk to the pair of you properly then. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t see this coming, but he wasn’t sure when Eddie had broken things off with his other girl… or if he even had. He shakes his head, all questions for tomorrow, he needed sleep now too.
#eddie munson fic#eddie munson smut#eddie munson angst#eddie x reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x y/n#eddie x y/n#bestfriend!eddie x reader#eddie x virgin!reader#bestfriend!eddie x virgin!reader#fake dating#fake jason x reader#mentions of eddie x chrissy#anon request#request fill
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kry's fic catalogue
hello, and welcome to joelmillers-whore's blog. you can call me kry or joel's personal whore, either one is fine. i am here to be a slut, write about being slutty, and everything in between.
you will find smut, fluff, and a lil bit of angst on the blog. all fics will be tagged and contain warnings, so please be sure to read them before you dive in.
indulge, have fun, and be safe!
🍰 - fluff, 🐸 - smut, 🍇 - angst, 🥥 - hurt, 🌼 - comfort, 💀 - dark content
˖ . ☆ joel miller
╰┈➤ series
hard light | professor!joel x college student!reader | 🐸
when a new english professor begins teaching your class for the duration of your semester, you can’t help but develop an innocent crush on him. he’s as off-limits as he can be, but that doesn’t deter you in the slightest. after a drunk night, you accidentally email him something that wasn’t intended to ever be seen by anyone. but that doesn’t matter. it triggers a misunderstanding that manifests into an affair with your professor who is twenty years your senior. nothing good could come of this, right? [on going]
sweet as honey wine | dbf!joel x reader | 🐸💀
you've always had an inquisitive fascination with your dad's best friend and neighbour, joel miller. [on going]
╰┈➤ one-shots
i'll be here in the morning | joel miller x reader | 🐸🍰
after a heated argument, you try to go to sleep alone, but joel knows you can’t and he doesn’t like not sleeping next to you. he comes back and the next thing you know, the two of you can’t keep your hands off of each other.
choking hazard | dominant!joel x reader | 🐸
you’ve been waiting for joel all day, waiting for him to fuck you like he promised. but when he discovers that you’d gotten yourself off earlier, he makes you pay for being disobedient.
the only thing i did right | friends to lovers | 🍰🍇🥥🌼
after a patrol gone wrong, joel races to get you back to jackson. while the doctor tries to save you, he wrestles with the guilt of letting you down.
i've got nothing left to hide | sequel to TOTIDR | 🍰
it has been a month since your injury, of taking it slow, and helping your father out more. and you’re sick of it. ever since you fully recovered you saw less and less of joel. actually, both miller brothers seem to be avoiding you and you’re determined to find out why.
fuck me like you mean it | dbf!joel x reader | 🐸
a miserable time out at a club turns into quite the night when you run into someone you least expected to see.
˖ . ☆ frankie morales
╰┈➤ one-shots
heaven and back | frankie morales x reader | 🐸
an object on your nightstand inspires frankie to experiment in the bedroom and you’re all for it.
breathless | frankie morales x reader | 🐸
you are having a hard time focusing during sexy times with frankie, and he decides to try something to help you.
couldn't help it | boyfriend!frankie x reader | 🍰
getting sick was not part of the plan and letting your boyfriend frankie take care of you while you’re sick was definitely not in that plan either.
requests are open, feel free to drop me a line and i'll try my best to write you a lil something. check out my ao3 here!
#masterlist#joel miller#frankie catfish morales#joel miller smut#joel miller x reader#the last of us#frankie morales x reader#pedro pascal#triple frontier#frankie morales smut#frankie morales fluff
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one piece smau: vacation edition
— strawhats being a cute friend group once again
— male reader, everyone having the tiniest crush on him too but thats only if u swuint (im a very selfindulgent writer sorry)
— also i imagine robin, franky and brook to be older than the rest of hte crew, but not like crazy older. its probably not really relevant, but like mid twenties insead of their thirties and forties LMFAOA the rest of the crew is young twenties
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dni_nami: pre-7hr flight question, how long until we all start killing each other? everyone place your bets
tagged: ._.[name], freeluffy, and princesanji
uso_pp: we barely made it through the airport without losing luffy, so i'm placing my bet on one hour.
[liked by ._.[name], roro.zoro, and 20 others]
-> dr.law: i'm surprised you even made it through airport security....
-> freeluffy: TOORRAOO YOU SHOULD'VE COME IT WOULDVE BEEN SO FUNNNN!!!
-> dr.law: hard pass. good luck everyone else.
._.[name]: i think it's gonna be fine !!! what's the worst that can happen tbh
-> dni_nami: i could list 100 reasons why this is gonna go bad and all of them involve luffy.
-> robinkills: [name]'s right, i think this trip is going to be very fun !
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freeluffy: [name] rented bikes for us, but he won't let me drive :/
tagged: ._.[name]
SUPERCOLA: good job [name] for saving his life, much appreciated
dni_nami: i'm begging you two to not crash and make the expenses of our trip go up even more
-> princesanji: always thinking logically, nami, this is why i love you so much <333333333333333
roro.zoro: pick up some sake otw back
-> ._.[name]: yesyesyes we all know thats the only reason why you came anyway, i'll pick some up
-> roro.zoro: what. no way. i definitely wanted to be sat on a hours long flight next to luffy and be living in a small apartment with all of my friends who dont know how to speak quietly and wont let me sleep even when its already early morning. what. i am so excited to be here.
-> uso_pp: alright we get it please stop
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robinkills: thank you [name] for winning me the prizes :)
tagged: ._.[name]
._.[name]: anything for you robin <3 aka the person thats keeping all of us sane right now <3
princesanji: HOW DARE THIS BAFFOON STEAL YOU AWAY ROBIN PLEASE LET ME TAKE CARE OF HIM, I WILL MAKE SURE HE NEVER BOTHERS YOU AGAIN
-> uso_pp: when is sanji going to accept the fact that [name] is actually apart of this friend group and that he is also more favored by the women we interact with
-> ._.[name]: dw usopp he only puts on a hard front, he ltr begged me to room with him so he could cuddle w me at night. he's just being shy rn
[liked by dni_nami, roro.zoro, and 40 others]
freeluffy: [NAME] [NAME] DID YOU GET ME THEONE I WANTED TOO??!?!?! REMEMBER I SHOWED YOU
-> ._.[name]: yes luffy :) we are otw back and i have the one you asked for as well.
-> SUPERCOLA: [name] the absolute goat in dealing with luffy and his absurd requests so the rest of us dont have to
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uso_pp: morning debrief where we all share embarrassing stories, like how [name] almost stripped completely naked drunk last night because an ice spice song was playing on the karaoke.
._.[name]: alright genuinely why the fuck did that have to be the caption you put on the internet for the whole world to see
-> roro.zoro: no dont be embarassed [name] it was funny watching you try and copy her signature pose
[liked by dni_nami, robinkills, and 90 others]
-> dni_nami: don't think about even crossing me in the future, i have a video of the whole thing bby
-> ._.[name]: GOD FORBID A GUY HAS FUN
skullnsoul: i found [name]'s dancing and singing quite endearing
-> ._.[name]: thank you brook :') you're so sweet
-> skullnsoul: yes, although i feel like you're much too old to be wearing underwear with hearts as the print, [name]. i suggest buying new pairs of boxers :)
-> ._.[name]: what the actual fuck
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dni_nami: i really wish you could hear sanji cursing [name] outin this photo
tagged: princesanji and ._.[name]
._.[name]: me when im literally following the instructions that hes telling me and i somehow still get yelled at
-> princesanji: do you even understand hwo cooking meat works? everyone would have gotten salmonella and food poisoning if i didn't teach you how
->._.[name]: yelling is never the answer sanji
-> freeluffy: I THINK [NAME]'S COOKING TASTED REALLY GOOD
uso_pp: they acc cookeedddd tho like our food was so tastyyy
[liked by princesanji, ._.[name], and 9 others]
robinklills: sanji almost shoved [name]'s head into the griller, it was funny
-> ._.[name]: HE WHAT ??!?!?! I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE THAT HE TRIED DOING THA TWHAT THE FUCK
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roro.zoro: [name] told me to post this photo he took.
tagged: princesanji and ._.[name]
dni_nami: awww look all the boys finally getting along
[liked by robinkills, uso_pp, vivi, and 50 others]
-> princesanji: i would have much rather been in your presence my queen, i love you so much
-> ._.[name]: sanjii give up the bit for fucks sake
uso_pp: where was me and luffy's inv ??? ig its like that now ....
-> roro.zoro: you guys were playing mermaids in the pool at the apartment and explicitly told us to not interfere with your serious business
-> princesanji: and then you started getting mad at us for invitig you again right before we left
._.[name]: damn zoro u lookin mad fine in this photo shiiiitttt #smash
-> roro.zoro: i need you to make sure your door is locked later tn or else i cant promise you will wake up the next day
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._.[name]: thank u nami for the photos
tagged: dni_nami
._.[name]: btw nami made me post this w that caption so it could "scare away the hoes"
-> dni_nami: im doing them a favor, they just dont know it yet cuz ur fucking insane
-> uso_pp: LMFAOAO
purrrona: can i bite it?
-> ._.[name]: BITE WHAT?????
-> purrrona: so is that a yes or a no?
-> uso_pp: professional dick rider alert !!!!
roro.zoro: why is your thirst trap the first thing i have to see when i open this app
-> ._.[name]: why are you acting like you weren't the first person to like this post???
[liked by dni_nami, robinkills, and 57 others]
portgasace: WHY THE FUCK WAS I NOT INVITED ON THIS TRIP?????
dr.law: id also like to thank nami for the photos
#≡;- ꒰ ° smau series ꒱#one piece smau#one piece imagines#modern one piece#modern au one piece#smau imagines#one piece x reader#one piece x male reader#x male reader#male reader#male reader imagines
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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨?
various x reader ! [gojo, megumi, itadori, yuta, inumaki, and nanami]
synopsis: my head cannons and my opinion on which song they'd fuck you to .
warnings/tw: all characters are 21+, praise, degradation, and my personal head cannons on what they are like during sex .
a/n: don't copy my work ! like, re-blog, and comment ily ! not proofread .
aot ver. hq ver. ft ver. bllk ver. bnha ver.
Satoru Gojo
Reminder [The Weekend]
✰ Let's be for real, the only reason he fucked you to this song is because he wants you to forever be reminded of this moment.
✰ His cocky personality makes sure to fuck you nice and good so you don't ever forget him.
✰ "Think about me and only me... Now, let me hear your moans,"
✰ Gojo Satoru does not do relationships yet here you are, his favorite person to hook up with.
✰ Although you two aren't together, he is very possessive over you, wanting you to only fuck him and no one else.
✰ You listen to him, not fucking anyone else but him. You can't ever pass up Gojo, he is amazing and too good in bed.
✰ He knows how to please you, whether it's his tongue, fingers, or cock.
✰ You both have something special, never wanting to let go of what you have.
✰ His blue eyes keep you hypnotized, you can't help but wish for something more from him. You can't help but fall in love with him .
"Every time you try to forget who I am, I'll be right there to remind you again"
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Megumi Fushiguro
Good For You [Selena Gomez]
✰ This song makes Megumi show out his degrading parts. "You're a whore, hm?"
✰ The way your body moves so sensual to this song makes him go crazy.
✰ He goes deep and fast pace during this song, showing you how proud he is that you're his and only his.
✰ He will leave hickeys all over your boobs and thighs.
✰ "You're mine, Y/n. Got that?"
✰ He doesn't mind eating you out to this song, he likes watching you reach your climax, especially when this song is playing.
✰ It's as if you're dedicating this song to him, loving every second.
✰ You're the only person who can make him feel this way, wanting to fuck you senselessly every time he gets.
✰ And let's just say the quiet boys definitely aren't quiet in bed. And Megumi proves that they aren't.
"Let me show you how proud I am to be yours"
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Yuji Itadori
Passionfruit [Drake]
✰ OUR PUSSY EATING KING !!!
✰ He loves you, during this song he will eat you out until you're crying and shaking.
✰ He doesn't even care about his pleasure, he needs only you to be satisfied.
✰ He will finger you and slurp up all of your juices, just pining to taste you.
✰ This song is about being passionate, which is literally all Itadori is to you.
✰ His true passion is being there for you in any way possible.
✰ "I love you so much! Sit on my face now please baby,"
✰ He will reward you and punish you by suggesting for you to take a seat on his face.
✰ But if he were to fuck you to this song he would most likely be doing it slow and deep, wanting to hear your moans.
✰ He lives for praise.
✰ After ruining you he will help you take a shower, get you something to eat, and cuddle you, whispering how much he loves you.
"Passionate from miles away. Passive with the things you say"
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Yuta Okkotsu
Crush {Cigarettes After Sex]
✰ I feel like he'd be nice and slow, scared to hurt you.
✰ Gaining more confidence, he will be fast and hard.
✰ He loves this song, it reminds him of when you two first met, starting off as friends and slowly falling for each other.
✰ Yuta makes sure to tell you how much he loves you, he would never want you to overthink anything.
✰ "You're my everything,"
✰ He gets flustered easily but tries his best to be more confident.
✰ He wishes to be more dominant but it's hard to snap out of being so shy.
✰ When fucking you to this song he almost wants to cry because of how much he loves you and how happy he is in those moments between you too.
✰ After the two of you are done he will cuddle you, placing your head near his chest, holding you close, never wanting to let you go.
"Feel your lips crush, Hold you here my loveliest friend"
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Toge Inumaki
LIGHT SHOWER [Melanie Martinez]
✰ Quiet during sex, grunting and slight whimpering.
✰ During this song, he likes receiving head from you.
✰ I feel like he cares about making himself cum first and then focusing on you afterwards.
✰ But if he were to fuck you during this song, he'd make you ride him and do all the work. His hands will be propped on your waist to guide you.
✰ I live for slightly mean Inumaki. So I can see him whispering in your ear to degrade you.
✰ "Stupid girl,"
✰ He for sure pulls your hair and chokes your throat. You let him, crumbling in his hands.
✰ Afterwards he will be sweet to you, kissing you softly. You know he loves you, lust and love are two separate things so you don't care if he's slightly mean during sex.
"You're a shower of light I'd devour any day of the week. Baby, cleanse me"
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Kento Nanami
Earned It [The Weekend]
✰ Dom with a daddy kink . IDC .
✰ He makes you refer to him as 'sir' or 'daddy' (Healing my daddy issues)
✰ He treats you with respect, praising you whenever you do something good but degrading you when you act like a brat.
✰ "Stop being such a brat before I spank you, tsk,"
✰ This song instantly gets him in the mood to fuck you, hard, deep, and fast.
✰ This song reminds him about how perfect you are so he plays it because you earned it.
✰ He loves seeing his cum drip out of your hole after he's done, the way you whimper as his hot seed drips between your thighs makes Nanami want to fuck you again.
✰ I can see him lasting 3-4 rounds.
✰ He will help you, his baby girl, get comfortable after the sweaty sex by taking you a bath and cuddling you afterwards.
"'Cause girl you're perfect. You're always worth it, And you deserve it"
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#gojo satoru smut#gojo smut#gojou satoru smut#gojou smut#gojou satoru x reader#gojou satoru x you#gojo satoru#megumi fushiguro smut#megumi smut#megumi x you#megumi x reader#itadori smut#itadori yuuji smut#itadori x reader#itadori yuji smut#yuuji smut#okkotsu yuta smut#yuji smut#yuta okkotsu smut#yuuta okkotsu smut#yuuta smut#inumaki smut#inumaki toge smut#toge inumaki#toge smut#nanami kento smut#nanami smut#nanami x reader#jjk smut#jjk
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Hello, I was wondering if you could do either 2003-2012 or bayverse headcanons or scenario with a crush reader that is emotionally a bit like Raphael? They are a bit more friendly than him and equally funny, kinda over independent on the “being taken care of” department, gets guilty and either lashes off or exclude themselves out of situations when they are anxious or feel overwhelmed by being “a problem”, doesn’t know how to lower their guard , neither believe they are worthy of someone’s heart, but deep inside they are affectionate and very loving (literally Raphael lol)
Hopefully this makes sense, if not (or if you don’t like the request) you can just ignore it
Thank you and have a good day / night
I will try my best anon! 🫡 Gonna do Bayverse because I feel like it would fit more for this scenario! (Also I fucking love the Bayverse turtles and I feel like I should start including them along with other turtle interpretations <3)
⚠️ Requests are closed, I am just putting out requests that I got before I closed them! Have 2 more to post out, posting another one today. Working on the other one currently as well. I will not do other requests until I’m off break, asks are still open though!
Lean On Me
🐢💙❤️Bayverse TMNT x Reader💜🧡🐢
Word Count: 692
CW: Gender neutral reader, referred mainly as ‘you’, probably not on-point with what anon wants but I tried my best TvT, sorry if this isn’t exactly what you asked for anon 🙏, fluff!
🐢💙Leonardo💙🐢
💙 You and Leo will probably bump heads quite a bit with this stubborn nature of ‘not needing help’. My dude will not stand for it, he will help and protect you, no if’s and’s or but’s. Anytime you try to exclude yourself, he’s joining you, doesn’t want you to feel alone ever.
💙 Anytime you lash out he just takes it. He literally fights with Raph all the time. Will let you cool down, give you much needed space, then ask you to meditate with him to help clear your mind of these negative emotions.
💙 Will sit down with you multiple times and have talks with you, each time finally getting closer and closer to how you feel. Has the patience of a god and will wait as long as he can, don’t test him he’ll wait as long as he can. When you finally open up about how you feel, he’s good at reassuring you that he’s doing this because he wants to and because he cares for you. Is sure to give you words of affirmation every day until you finally feel comfortable to bring your walls down with him. And trust me when I say he definitely mentally celebrates, many kisses were given the day you did.
🐢❤️Raphael❤️🐢
❤️ Raph gets it, he really does, you’re a little more friendlier than him, but when you lash out he sees himself in you. He goes to you a lot to help you talk, and sometimes in return he’ll talk to you too. Therapy for each other.
❤️ Probably the quickest of the brothers to work you through these issues. Again, he gets it because when he looks at you and how you act based on your emotions, he can only see himself, and he doesn’t want you to go through a lot of emotional pain he went through.
❤️ Big old cuddle bug with you, once both of your shells are broken through. Doesn’t really leave you alone often either so you don’t dwell on these negative thoughts and try to close yourself off again. Anxious thoughts can lead to overthinking and he knows that pretty well.
🐢💜Donatello💜🐢
💜 Donnie is a little awkward in the emotional department, (and I honestly say that for every Donnie, not always the best in the emotional-department), so he’s kinda having a hard time here. Doesn’t mean he isn’t trying though. He’s trying to give you the right words in order to help.
💜 But he does what he doesn’t usually do, listen. He’ll hear you out if you ever finally break down your walls, and he won’t interrupt because it’s important to him to know how you feel. He’ll work on solutions when you’re done.
💜 He really does care about you, but when it comes to being lashed out at or you trying to exclude yourself, it kinda catches him off guard. But he stays on it, he lives with Raph after all. Has pretty good patience with you and will keep that patience going for as long as he can push it. Overall, he does pretty well and has a lot of patience, and will put his gadgets to the side for you.
🐢🧡Michelangelo🧡🐢
🧡 Mikey’s happy that you’re more on the friendlier side at the very least, but he kinda flinches back at the times you lash out. But no worries, he’s persistent. Surprisingly goes for advice from his brothers and his father and actually listens.
🧡 Will approach you with this newfound information and tries to be as reassuring as possible with you, though please do forgive him when he messes up, he’s trying so hard for you. :(
🧡 Always by your side a lot of the time and is always reassuring, he’s getting you to do stuff with him to keep your mind off the ‘what if-’ not here honey, not gonna happen. He’s a lot of fun and with him it kinda makes your negative emotions and thoughts melt away before you're smiling and laughing with him. The day you finally cuddle and kiss him, I think he actually kinda starts to tear up. He’s proud of you, truly, and he’s happy that his Angelcakes is comfortable enough with him.
#sprite writes#fanfic#tmnt x reader#bayverse tmnt#tmnt bayverse#tmnt bayverse x reader#bayverse tmnt x reader#bayverse leonardo#bayverse raphael#bayverse donatello#bayverse michelangelo#bayverse raph x reader#bayverse leo x reader#bayverse donnie x reader#bayverse mikey x reader#leo x reader#raph x reader#donnie x reader#mikey x reader#tmnt leonardo x reader#tmnt raphael x reader#tmnt donatello x reader#tmnt michelangelo x reader
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Twice Interactive Story Part 1206
I Can't Stop Me (Nayeon, Jihyo)
Sun shining on your face through the window, you slowly awaked by the warmness of the sun, the first thing you see is Jihyo, sitting just besides you, you did not expect she already comes that early, maybe it was because she is the only one that don’t have the job.
Jihyo is helping you adjust the bed, so you could sit up. ‘Feeling better today? I have cooked some congee for you, it can help you to recover faster.’ You know Jihyo has always learning cooking, sometimes with Mina before they doesn’t have the crush yet. Unlike Mina that wants to be a nice daughter in law so she can take care of the family, Jihyo cooks for health, she would gain fat easily by just eating some snacks, so she takes a lot of attention on the food she eat.
Seeing Jihyo wants to feed you, you stop her and take over the bowl. ‘Let me, let me try can I do it.’ You speak. Jihyo slightly pours her face, and give you the food.
‘It’s yummy as always, Jihyo. I love your cooking...’ You praise Jihyo’s cooking skill, but you are soon stopped by her, ‘What did you talked with her yesterday?’ Jihyo asks nervously, you are not sure why she would know you have a private talk with Nayeon.
"It was a continuation of our conversation from earlier." you say plainly. I change the subject quickly. "You have no idea how stressful the trip to Japan was, Jihyo. I'm glad to be back, but I'm sorry you have to see me like this. I wanted to surprise you at home."
‘You are giving me a big surprise, Y/N.’ Jihyo sighs, ‘I wanted to come yesterday, but Dahyun told me that you need some rest… You don’t know how worry I am.’ Jihyo caresses your chest.
‘I will never leave you, I promised, right?’ You put your hands over hers and look at her.
‘So, how does your Japan trip goes? Dahyun said you black out because you are too intense there… I guess Mina’s parents must be tougher than mine, haha.’ Jihyo strokes your hair, comforting you before letting you continue.
You lean up and kiss her cheek, "They made your dad look like an angel." You say with a laugh. You go on to explain the situation with Mina's family. You end the explanation by saying, "I'm still not convinced that they really wanted Mina to come back with me." You stare at Jihyo before kissing her cheek again. "I'm just glad it's over. Can you lay beside me? I want to hold you."
Jihyo smiles and gets on the bed, laying next to you, you hug her naturally. ‘I am so happy that I finally can back to you.’ You whisper.
‘I am happy too, everything gonna be alright. Even if Mina would not back, I am still here for you.’ She caresses your cheek lightly before kisses you.
After separating for a long time, Jihyo is being aggressive today, she slowly sitting on you, you are pushed back on the bed.
“I love you…’ Jihyo whispers at the break of the kiss. You two start exploring each other’s body, Jihyo’s hand slips in your clothes and keep going down; your hands moving from her shoulder to her tits that you always fancying.
‘Am I better than her? I remember all you think is my tits when you are fucking her at our first night…’ Jihyo rubbing your face with hers. The room suddenly become so hot to handle.
"I don't know, I guess I need to feel you again." You say as you squeeze her breasts. "No, but you're a great woman, Jihyo. I'm so lucky to have you." You softly kiss her neck. "I love you, Jihyo. I'm glad I can spend time with you like this."
Jihyo moan slightly as you kiss her neck. ‘You like spend time with me at the hospital huh?’ Jihyo teases you. ‘Do you think this bed is better than ours at home? It’s pretty soft tho.’ Jihyo’s hand until she reaches your bulge.
She can feel how hard you are, you can also feel how needy she is, her nipples are erected under your teasing, she breaths heavily from the kiss, the tits bouncing slightly in your arms, makes you marvel of her size again.
‘Should we continue? But I guess you would never say no, horny boy.’ Jihyo starts stroking you slowly despite you are still with your pants.
You groan slightly from the pleasure Jihyo brings, its different when she strokes you inside your underwear, the extra friction makes the sensation stronger. Sweat dripping from your forehead, you not sure can your body handle, but as she keeps stroking you and bends down to kiss you, you loss in her body.
Your self-control even go worser when you hear Jihyo’s tease, ‘What do you think our kids know it was in the hospital that he was created.’ Jihyo says and blows hot wind in your ear.
"Don't tease me so much, Jihyo, or I might really but a baby in you." You say teasingly as you move your hands down her body and press them against her ass. "You already know how much I want to put one in you. I don't think I can't stop myself if you keep going." You whisper into her ear.
‘Go on then, you know I want a baby… I want a baby with you. Didn’t you told me that we won’t need my mum’s condom?’ Jihyo whispers to you and start undressing you, you get up slightly so she can remove your clothes more easily. You hug her in your arms, kiss her neck gently and start unbuttoning her shirt.
You bury your head on her chest, and take a deep breath, feeling the scent from her tits. ‘Should I leave my bra here so you can think about me when I am not here?’ Jihyo uses her bra to cover your eye and pushes you back on the bed again.
You push it away and you see Jihyo is already kneeling in front of your bulge, her fingers are drawing circles near your nipple, the sensation from her nails make you shiver.
‘Dahyun told me that you like girls play with your nipples, seems it’s true.’ Jihyo gives you a smirk and start twisting your nipple, every time she moves, her tits are rubbing your cock, you can feel your pre cum is start leaking out, and drips on her bare chest.
"Did you lock the door?" You ask Jihyo. "I wouldn't want anyone to interrupt us." You lean forward, taking one of Jihyo's large mounds in your hand. You squeeze the soft flesh before using your fingers to find her nipple. You pinch it lightly, hearing Jihyo's soft moans turns you on more.
‘The nurse said she will only back at afternoon, no one will come in… Umm…’ Jihyo start to moan as you keep playing her nipples. You are still a little bit worry, but what Jihyo says next makes you insane. ‘Why are you still thinking about these? Take the time and we can have more rounds.’
‘I miss how it feels when you fill me, I love that warm feeling, can I have it now?’ Jihyo blows hot winds in your ear and bite you. ‘I can’t wait to be a mommy.’
You can’t take this anymore, you poke her panties and guide her to sit on you, you could feel how wet she is when her lips touch the head of your cock, the heat from her makes you wanna go all in directly, you push her shoulder and you directly enter her. Her walls clamp you tightly, making both of you release a moan.
‘Y/N, you are so big…’
‘Jihyo, why you are always so tight? Ah…’
You massage her ass, gently lifting her up before dropping her back down. You pick up the pace and you start thrusting in to Jihyo's tight cunt. "You want a baby? I'll give you one." You start slamming Jihyo down into my cock, feeling her walls split apart for you as you push deeper into her. You lean down to start sucking her tits. you can't help myself and bite them lightly, making Jihyo moan louder.
‘Ah! You want some milk, don’t you?” Jihyo holds your head and let you attach to her nipples, your bite brings her pleasure more than pain, you can feel her walls clamp harder every time you bite her. You bury your head in her tits , sweat start forming on your forehead as you feel choked in her large breasts, but you couldn’t resist the sensation from her tight clits, the heat and tight hole is something you have missed for too long. You thrust your waist harder, releasing your lust on her body.
Jihyo let go of your head right before you nearly exhausted, she plays with her tits and looking down at you. You two’s forehead touching each other, the proximity of you two makes you two can see your shadow in each other’s eye. You feel you wanna say something, but the pleasure of Jihyo riding on you occupy your mind, you hold her waist, forcing her to under your control.
You continue thrusting, feeling Jihyo's walls grow tighter around you, you wrap your arms around her. You give her a kiss full of love as you pull her into a hug. At the same time, both of you cum together and you fill her womb with your seed.
Both of your body jerk when you reach the orgasm, you can feel Jihyo’s wall milks you tightly, forcing you to shoot waves of cum in her, she keeps grinding on your lap despite you two are still kissing. She falls on you when she has ride through your orgasm, her hand massages your ball, still demanding your seed. You look at Jihyo who is laying on your chest, you can’t hide your smile. ‘I love you, Jihyo. What did I do so I can meet you?’
Jihyo who breaths heavily to recover herself, trying to feel your heartbeat as she put her head right on top of your heart, ‘Is it beating for me?’
You run your hands through Jihyo's hair. "It is, Jihyo. I love you." You lean up and kiss the top of her head. "I can still feel you milking me. You must really want a kid." You joke as you pat her head.
‘Of course, don’t you want a kid with me?’ Jihyo smiles as she hears your confession. ‘It’s fun if we can raise our kid together… and he may have more mothers and siblings…’ Jihyo stops a moment before she continues.
‘Jihyo, I…’ you try to comfort her but she stops you, ‘It’s ok… Lets not talk about it right now.’ Jihyo buries herself in your body again, and let you hug her. Your stiffened cock slowly slips out of her pussy.
You caress her back, feeling her warm in your arms, thinking what else you could say.
"When I get out of here...do you want to go on a date? We could go somewhere special. A place only for us." You say to Jihyo as you run your hand down her body. "It would be nice to spend a day with alone with you."
‘A date…’ Jihyo rubs your jaw with her head, ‘perhaps a ride to country side, I wanna try to drive your car… Having some fresh air at the country side, its good isn’t it?’
‘And we can try for a baby again at night…’ Jihyo whispers. Her seduction makes you swallow some saliva immediately, ‘you want a baby too, right? See how excited you are…’ Jihyo smirks after she saw your reaction. ‘But we will wait until you recover, ok?’ She kisses your forehead before lifting up her body. ‘Help me, would you?’ Jihyo hands you her bra, signaling you to help her dress up.
‘Is she coming later?’ Jihyo asks when you hand start squeezing her tits again.
"Who? Dahyun? I don't know, she hasn't said anything." You respond, momentarily forgetting about Nayeon. "I'd like Dahyun to visit. It's been a while since we've just been able to talk." You help put Jihyo bra on, giving her breasts one last squeeze. You kiss Jihyo's neck softly, "I do want a baby with you. I want to make you a mommy." You whisper to her.
‘You will be a good daddy, I know it.’ Jihyo relaxes herself in your arms, the exist of you make her calm. You two keep having some small talks before Jihyo decides to leave. Seeing Jihyo is leaving, you do want her to stay for a little longer, but you are also worrying that other girls may come, you pull her down again and give her a kiss.
‘See you tomorrow, I guess?’ you ask reluctantly. ‘I love the food you cook.’ You rub your head against hers, trying to act cute for a little bit.
‘I will of course, stay on the bed and get some rest, I am waiting you for our date.’ Jihyo playfully slaps your head away and leave the room. You sigh and look at your phone that keep breezing, it’s Nayeon. You do not expect she has already finished considering about your words yesterday.
You call Nayeon to ask what she wants, and so you can hear her voice. "What's so important that you're keeping my phone busy?" you say playfully.
‘I… I just wanna try to ask are you feeling better?’ Nayeon asks you after she takes a deep breath, ‘if you are all good then I will end the call.’
‘No, Nayeon, I am still recovering slowly, you know I still need to stay here for a week, right? Would you come again, I want to see you.’
‘Aren’t your girlfriends are taking care of you? Where are they then? I haven’t prepared to meet them yet… If you are feeling better, then bye…’
You don’t want Nayeon ends the call so fast, so you purposely cough again, trying to get her sympathy, ‘Ough… No… Nayeon, I still feel unwell. When I think about you.’ Your coughing catch her attention.
‘Don’t scare me, Y/N. You really not feeling good?’ Nayeon asks nervously.
"I'd feel better if you were here." You say before coughing again. "If you can't come right now, then could I at least see you through a video call? I want to see your pretty face again. It would make me feel a lot better."
You could hear Nayeon's sigh before she gangs up the call. Before you could call her again, she FaceTime you already. You immediately pick up the call. 'Nayeon...'
'Be quiet. I don't want my sister to know we are still having contact.' Nayeon peeks at the side of her phone before she continues. You could see she was in her room. Her bare face still looks pretty, although she did not put on the makeup. Her pajamas slipped down, showing her pretty shoulder.
'You still look sick... Isn't Momo taking care of you?' Nayeon, seeing you look so weak, asks you with a hurry. It seems she is not happy that Momo isn't here, although you know she is on the way here.
"She said she would come today. I'm sure she'll be here eventually. Don't worry about me too much. I'm feeling better just looking at your pretty face." You say as you take in every detail you can. "Are you going to visit me any time soon?"
‘Just not today… Can you give me some more time, please. I am not ready yet. I… I am sorry’ Nayeon seems panic again. You know although Nayeon has accepted your proposal yesterday, but it is because you are too aggressive and she does not has the time to think about what you say. If she has more time to consider again, and if the worst case that she tells Jeongyeon what you told her, your plan will fail. You need to see her again in person, you know you need to make sure she is convinced.
"Come tomorrow, Nayeon. I know seeing you would make my recovery go faster." You tell her as you look into her eyes through the phone. "I want to see you tomorrow. I want to be together again." You say pushing her for more.
‘I will come at weekend, it’s not convivence when Jeongyeon is here. I don’t wanna let her know about us, you know she doesn’t like you…’ Nayeon answers after thinking a long time, but you are happy that she still care about your feel when it relays to Jeongyeon.
‘Take more rest, and wait for me… I want to see a healthy you…’ You can see Nayeon’s eyes starts to red. ‘Nayeon, I would not die before I see you again.’ You try to make a joke to cheer her up, however she seems not getting it.
‘It’s not fun!’ Nayeon yells immediately, you could see her deadly glaze through the phone.
You smile at Nayeon, "I'm happy you'll come and see me, Nayeon. I love you. I guess I should let you get going then." You wave goodbye and wait for her to end the call.
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An Illicit Affair
Part 13: The Hospital Visit
Pairing: Cillian Murphy (46) x Reader (23)
Warning: Age-Gap, Taboo Relationship, Infidelity
Whilst Danielle didn't say anything to Cillian during the event that evening, your friend Lucy picked up on his appearance right away and pulled you aside for a talk.
"Are you fucking crazy?" she asked, tidying up your hair with her hands while wiping away your lipstick with a napkin.
"What are you talking about?" you asked Lucy, feigning ignorance.
"Come on, you know what I'm referring to," Lucy whispered, peeking over her shoulder. "The stains on Cillian's shirt? Your lipstick? It's all fucking smudged," Lucy rolled her eyes. "You are going to end up in some deep shit, girl," she warned you in a hushed whisper as a cold chill ran down your spine.
"I am...," you stammered. "Fuck, I am trying but I can't help it," you admitted to your friend, staring down at your feet nervously. "I know it's wrong, but I can't seem to stop myself," you confessed, gripping the hem of your skirt tightly and adjusting the fabric.
"Look, I know you like him," Lucy sighed, running her fingers through her tangled hair. "But, seriously, you going to put a stop to this. I mean, he is married and way too fucking old for you," she reminded you, shaking her head disapprovingly.
"You guys are worlds apart, Y/N," Lucy added, her voice filled with concern.
"I know, I know," you sighed, your voice sounding defeated. "But, somehow, I just can't help acting irrationally whenever I'm around him," you confessed, shaking your head sadly just as you spotted Cillian leaving the function along with his wife.
"Damn, this is so complicated," you muttered under your breath, swallowing hard as you watched Danielle take his hand in to hers and leading him towards the exit.
It hurt seeing them together, yet you couldn't bring yourself to admit defeat.
Your feelings for Cillian were too profound to ignore, and the connection you shared transcended logic or reason. But Lucy insisted on warning you, pointing out the risks involved: "You're risking it all," she noted, fidgeting with her hair nervously. "If word spreads, you'll face serious consequences—career-wise, personally."
"I know, Lucy," you sighed, chewing on your bottom lip. "I'm not blind to the dangers."
Lucy shook her head, her eyes brimming with concern. "You gotta draw a line, Y/N. Protect yourself."
"But..." you stammered, but Lucy didn't allow you to finish your sentence.
"No 'buts,'" Lucy interrupted. "Cillian's a married man and the father to your ex-boyfriend, nonetheless. Don't forget that," Lucy advised, shaking her head.
"I promise I will end this, Lu. No more from here on," you lied, feeling guilty for lying to your best friend.
You took a big gulp of your drink, thinking about Cillian. You remembered the way he'd looked at you earlier—with such raw hunger and desire. It made your heart race, and your palms grew sweaty.
"Hey, Y/N," a familiar voice then suddenly said from behind you and, when you turned around, you saw James standing there, flashing his charming smile.
"How long have you been standing there?" you asked him, raising an eyebrow curiously.
"Long enough to catch the tail end of your conversation with Lucy," James responded, winking suggestively. "And I must say, I'm intrigued now," he added, moving closer to you.
"By what?" you challenged him, crossing your arms defensively while swallowing nervously.
"You've got the hots for Max Murphy's father?" James ought to confirm, grinning mischievously. "Seems like quite an unconventional crush for you, seeing that you used to date his son, but hey, each to their own," he added, cocking an eyebrow at you slyly.
"I don't have a crush on him, we were just..." you stammered, trying to explain yourself. "We were just joking," you tried to tell him but James raised an eyebrow at you suspiciously.
"Yeah right," he chuckled. "Listen Y/N, I really don't care who you have a crush on because I know it isn't me," he said, shrugging his shoulders dismissively.
"James, I am sorry," you began to mumble nervously but, again, James interrupted you.
"Don't worry about it. Your little secret is safe with me," James assured you, winking cheekily before calling it a night. "I just came over to say goodnight. I have to be at the hospital at six o'clock tomorrow morning and better hit the hay soon," James said, yawning theatrically before giving you a friendly pat on the back.
"I will see you tomorrow then," you told him shyly, forcing a smile to appear on your face.
"Yeah, sounds great," James nodded, turning around to leave without another word.
You stood motionless, staring at the spot where he once stood, feeling nervous while Lucy's chin hang low.
"You are so screwed if he talks," Lucy said worriedly, rubbing her temples.
"He won't," you assured her, but deep down, you knew that James had the potential to spill the beans about your illicit encounters with Cillian. "Despite, he thinks that I just have a crush on him," you added, hoping Lucy would find comfort in your words.
"Really?" Lucy arched an eyebrow skeptically. "So you don't believe he suspects something?"
"No," you shrugged, swallowing hard. "But even if he does suspect something, I doubt he'd rat me out," you argued, trying to convince yourself more than Lucy.
"Why do you say that?" Lucy wondered aloud, studying your expression closely.
"Because James isn't that kind of guy. He is arrogant, but not vindictive," you insisted, trying to calm Lucy down. "I think we can trust him," you added, glancing around nervously and praying that nobody else had caught wind of your little secret.
"Well, let's hope you're right," Lucy sighed, folding her arms across her chest. "Because if he does blow this thing wide open, your live will never be the same," Lucy continued, shaking her head worriedly.
"Stop worrying," you scolded her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Everything's gonna be alright," you assured her, smiling reassuringly.
"I just don't understand why you're messing around with a married man," Lucy sighed, shaking her head in disbelief. "You're better than that," she added, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration.
"I know," you murmured, averting your gaze. "But I really fucking like him," you concluded helplessly before you tried to change the subject, which was something that Lucy allowed you to do, at least for now.
The following morning however, when you went to start your shift at the university hospital at around 9 o'clock, you were met with a somewhat unwelcoming surprise as one of the nurses in charge handed you your files.
"James ordered an ECG and MRI in 19," the nurse explained. "You are also required in 28 for preliminary tests," the nurse explained before also handing you a clipboard containing your assigned patients for the morning.
"Thanks," you nodded, reading through the list of names. Most cases didn't require further discussion; routine checkups, physical therapy, and medication adjustments. You knew the drill. But then you came across a name that caused your heart to skip a beat.
"Cillian Murphy," you whispered under your breath, your eyes widening in disbelief.
"Yeah, the actor, you know," the nurse said, her eyes twinkling, causing your chin to drop.
"Yeah, I know who he is, but what is he in for?" you ask the nurse, shifting from foot to foot nervously.
"He's got a large cut on his arm," the nurse explained, eyeing you warily.
"It says here that he presented to the ER last night. Has it not been stitched yet?" you asked her, confusion written all over your face.
"Oh, the laceration has been closed up, but he stayed in overnight for observation due to risk of infection. The laceration was close to the tend on, pretty deep actually," the nurse answered, raising an eyebrow as she eyed you suspiciously. "I handed the file to James this morning but he said that he might rather see you than him," the nurse added, handing you Cillian's chart and then disappearing around the corner.
"Fuck," you whispered under your breath, flipping through the pages and scanning the details hastily.
You weren't exactly thrilled about having to interact with Cillian a at your place of employment after last night's encounter with James. Yet, James was your boss and he had instructed you to attend to him, making it a matter of professional duty. You thus had no choice and, even if you had, you were keen to know how he sustained the injury in the first place.
To be continued...
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IT TAKES TWO
PAIRING: nishimura riki x fem!reader
SUMMARY: you've always despised nishimura riki. ever since he decided to jump onto the next girl when you broke up with him. your love for him lingered and you missed him. however, you knew he didn't like you anymore. or maybe he still did?
WARNINGS: this decently angsty and honestly idk what I even wrote. cursing and tons of them! very childish fighting between ni-ki and you. my brain can't comprehend wtf i wrote. kissing! idk if that's a warning.
WORD COUNT: 4.8K words
taglist[perm]: @ja4hyvn @ahnneyong @milklix @kar0ki @sugarsunoo
a/n: okay I lied. this has been in my drafts since 2022 but like still it’s been a year😀oh i didn't exactly proofread this. i did check the grammar a little whilst trying to write but it's not fully proofread.
you pushed yourself off the ground, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. the mirrors were fogging up, a true sign of hard work had been done.
“great job (name). that would be all for today.” heeseung, a senior of the dance club, says. you smiled at him.
“thank you sunbae.” heeseung chuckles.
“you don’t have to call me sunbae (name)-ah. we can speak casually, of course i’m still older than you so you have to use a little formality.” you shyly looked away.
“o-oh alright heeseung sunba-i mean heeseung oppa.”
“better.” he ruffles your hair.
“hey hyung, are you done with her? jay hyung has been looking for you.” ni-ki says.
you gave him a hard glare. now, you may ask who was this ni-ki guy. well he was nishimura riki, a classmate of yours.
heeseung nods and he sends a small smile to you before leaving the place. ni-ki rolls his eyes.
“you do realise heeseung hyung has a girlfriend right?”
“yeah.” you in fact did not hence you formed a painfully obvious crush on him. “why do you care anyways?” you growled at ni-ki.
“jeez calm down tiger, I just noticed how you always try too hard to get heeseung hyung to notice you. it’s clear he has already set boundaries between you and him. he sees you as his little sister.”
“shut the fuck up.” ni-ki smirks.
“and what if I don’t, lee?”
“well nishimura, both you and I know this wouldn’t end nicely so I suggest you shut the fuck up before I make you.” you stare at him hard.
“think I’m afraid of you Lee? just cause your brother is Lee Minho? captain of the dance club? your dear brother loves me (name)-ie.”
you gave ni-ki the finger and left with your things.
ah the dynamic between you and the boy. the tension was too high, even your brother thought so.
“that’s where you are, what took you so long.” minho whines.
“save that whining for jisung. ah wait, forgot you are probably stuffing your tongue down his throat instead.”
“yahhh what’s with the uptight behaviour?”
“you know why Minho.”
“you and riki kid again? oh lord, you two are like cats and water. enemies.”
“you’re just saying that because soongie wouldn’t get in the bath water.”
“SHE WAS CLAWING ON ME AND THAT SHIT HURT.”
“cut her nails then.”
“what? no! she has to use those nails to attack anyone I hate. I’m training her, she’s our fiesty lion.”
“and how is training going?” you looked over at Minho.
“not well…”
“there’s your answer, let her live. she probably already hates you more than ever.”
“SHE DOESNT. YOU’RE JUST UPSET RIKI HASN'T KISS YOU YET!”
“now why would I want that demon child to kiss me?”
“the tension (name), do you not feel it?”
“no mr.krabs, I am not feeling it. the only tension I’m feeling is our hatred for each other.”
“yeah but that tension can be something more…like sexual tension.” you gave your big brother a smack on the head.
“we are 17, Lee Minho. get your mind out of the fucking gutter. moreover, I would never kiss someone like nishimura.”
“oh you two go by first name basis, watch him call you Mrs.Nishimura.”
“in your dreams.”
“BABEEE!!!” jisung clings onto Minho’s arms. minho leaves a cute little peck on the boy’s lips.
“ugh you two are disgusting.” you grumbled.
“hyungie, think we should find a boyfriend for (name)? she’s kinda extra spicy today.” jisung says.
“ay fuck you, you’re lucky you’re my brother’s boyfriend or else I would have roundhouse your ass a long time ago.”
“hyungie, she scares me.” jisung hides behind minho.
“(name), please don’t scare jisung. Oh and sungie, she just finished an argument with riki and she’s tired from dance practice. just let her live okay?”
“but she needs to release her tension.”
“you and everyone else are the same. I already told you that me and nishimura do not have any sort of tension besides the hatred we have for each other!”
“then if you don't, why don’t you go out and find a boyfriend? I bet you’d be a hundred percent way more happier.” jisung says.
“I would’ve had a boyfriend if I wasn’t a coward and confessed to heeseung sunbae and if he didn’t have a girlfriend!” you yelled. you froze after saying so.
“you like heeseung?” your brother says.
“minho, please don’t tell him. it’s no use of telling him if he already has a girlfriend.”
“he doesn’t have a girlfriend the last time I checked?” jisung says.
“what?”
“who told you that?” jisung asks.
“ni-ki.”
both minho and jisung shared a knowing look.
“(name), have you ever thought riki might have a crush on you? hence he said heeseung had a girlfriend?”
“what? why would he like me when he fucking hates my guts.”
“look (name), both you and riki are really dense and we hate it. we can tell the both of you like each other.” jisung says.
“you’re talking fucking nonsense, jisung.”
“(name).” minho looks at you.
“just drive me home and then you can go on your little date with jisung.” you shut your brother down. Minho sighs.
“alright, you’re okay with being alone at home with the cats right? mom and dad won’t be home early tonight.”
“are they ever home early?” minho wanted to answer but he couldn’t because it was true, when were they ever home.
he drives you home and drops you off. he rolls down the window.
“how about you order something if you’re hungry or-”
“i’m not going to the nishimura’s.”
“mrs.nishimura is usually home so if you want some home cooked food. I suggest going over.”
“yeah yeah. have fun on your date you two.” you rolled your eyes.
“(name), don’t do anything okay?” minho says.
“like what? have sex? that’s what you two are gonna do.”
“we aren’t-(name)!” jisung blushes.
“just get in the house, dork.” minho says.
“yes, my dear brother.” you bowed and went to open the door.
you entered your home and were instantly swarmed with Minho’s cats.
“doongie, dori where is your sister?” you asked the two cats. dori meows and walks, seems like it was trying to lead you somewhere.
you followed the cat and well you found someone in the backyard petting soongie.
“nishimura riki.” you mumbled under your breath. you watched him smile and pet the tabby cat. it rubs itself on the boy happily, tail curling in happiness.
why did he look so cute? wait-
the boy senses a presence looking at him and as such, he looks up. you stay frozen in your spot. he stands up and opens your back door.
“had fun staring (name).” ni-ki smirks.
“fuck off.”
“how cute, got you all flustered huh.” he teases.
“very funny. why would you get me flustered, nishimura.” you rolled your eyes.
“well, lee. if a good looking guy like me enters someone’s home and they are alone…why wouldn’t any girl get flustered?”
“that just makes you a pervert.” you bite back. ni-ki scoffs.
“fair enough. anyways, I’m here cause my mom told me to call you and your brother over but seeing as to how he left with his boyfriend…you’re home alone.”
“I can handle being home alone myself. I’m not a baby.”
“you wouldn’t be saying that when you were 13.” you gave the boy a sharp glare.
“I told you to not talk about when we were 13. also, can you stop bringing up the past? the past where you hurt me?”
“when did I ever hurt you?” ni-ki says.
“when we fucking broke up.”
“we were young, we both made mistakes. there is nothing for you to dwell over the past we had.” ni-ki rolls his eyes.
“you’re right. I shouldn’t dwell over it but I can’t stop these feelings.” a tear falls. “get out. you’ve already hurt me enough and you’ve lied to me a lot. there is no point of us seeing each other anymore.”
[flashback, 4 years ago]
both you and ni-ki were young and very much in love. no one knew you two dated, everyone only assumed you two were best friends. not even your family or his. which was weird considering the amount of time you two spent together, guess no one really cared.
he was popular with everyone and you were decently acquainted with everyone. there were tons of sneaky dates at the library and maybe cute little pecks here and there. they were innocent of course. that’s how your love was, an innocent puppy love.
but you wanted something more…serious. you sincerely loved ni-ki. you wanted it to continue in the future years and you even thought about marrying him. you were too in love with him. however, ni-ki just wanted something casual. he was too immature and young to think about getting in a serious relationship.
so he has never admitted he loved you. yeah, he confessed but he hasn’t said ‘I love you’. one day, you had confronted him.
“I love you, ni-ki.” you say.
the boy sits there stunned.
“love? don’t normally people who are in a serious relationship say that?” he questions.
“are we not in a serious relationship?” you asked. the boy laughs.
“why would we be? we are young. I still haven’t grown a beard!”
“so you don’t love me?”
“I like you but that doesn’t mean I realise that I want to truly like you with my full heart.”
“oh.”
“I still have many other girls after me, you don’t have to be the only girl I like. besides, we are also best friends. it’s kinda weird still.” he says.
“let’s break up.” you say not looking up at ni-ki.
“okay.” you looked up at him. how could he so casually say that? “i’ve been meaning to start dating aria from our class anyways. think I should ask her out now?”
no remorse whatsoever. that’s when your hatred grew for him.
“go ahead and fucking date her. I’m not your girlfriend anymore and neither am I your best friend anymore.” you threw the necklace. the necklace signified your friendship of 3 years. it was a matching one with ni-ki’s but since you two were officially not friends anymore you gave it back to him.
“what? we can still be friends (name).”
“not with someone who broke my heart.” you say. you cried on the way home. that night, minho had comforted you despite not knowing what happened.
he vowed to hurt the person who hurt you but up till now…he didn’t know it was ni-ki. the person he trusted the most.
[present time]
ni-ki knows you were crying. he remembers the day you had broken up with him. he was stupid he knows. which was why…he vowed to get you back and never let you go again.
but he can’t. he doesn’t know how to. the only thing he was good at was breaking your heart. he was bad at love and he was also afraid. which was why he couldn’t bring himself to hold you close.
he leaves your home. never to come back even though he really wanted to.
the boy enters his home, his mother eyeing his slumped shoulders.
“what happened? why isn’t (name) with you? she’s supposed to have dinner with us. also where is minho?”
“she’s not going to come. minho hyung is out with his boyfriend.”
“what do you mean she’s not coming. it’s dangerous for her to be alone in the house. go watch over her.”
“mom, she’s turning 17 and she’s pretty much independent. I don’t need to watch her.” ni-ki huffs.
“did you two have a fight? riki, sweetie you need to be less assertive. (name) is a sweet girl, you need to be gentle with her.”
“mom, can I please just get to my room?” Mrs.Nishimura sighs.
“fine, I'll just go over then. dinner is on the dining table, have some before you go playing your video games all night as per usual.” ni-ki hums. his mother going over to your home.
you hear a small knock at your door and went to open it. Mrs.Nishimura pulls you into a hug.
“did ni-ki hurt you again (name)? if so, I’m so sorry for my son’s behaviour. I have no idea why he is like this when the both of you were so close in the past.”
she quickly checks up on your face. it was obvious you had just finished crying, she sighs.
“I am so sorry this happened (name).”
“it’s fine Mrs.Nishimura.”
“no, it’s not. he is my son. you two were friends and out of nowhere you two just stopped being friends. I should have prevented it, I should have seen it coming.”
“it’s not your fault Mrs.Nishimura. it was ours, we-” should you really tell her? both you and Mrs.Nishimura were really close. even back then when you were younger.
“what happened sweetheart?”
“we used to date.” Mrs.Nishimura gasps.
“oh my, what did my son do to you?” she asks.
“we were too young, we didn’t know about love. well, mostly ni-ki. I wanted it to be sort of serious but ni-ki didn’t. he said something along the lines of me not being the only one he might fall in love with and there was no guarantee that he might still like me. I broke up with him and he was okay with it. I-” you start to choke up, “I love him.”
this stunned Mrs.Nishimura. she never thought this would happen. she knew it was hard for you and how much you’ve gone through with the heartbreak. she holds you close as you cried on her shoulder.
“oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry this happened to you. I didn’t know you two were once lovers. while I’m happy that you two did date, whatever my son did is not right.” she says to comfort you.
once you’ve calmed down, she caresses your cheek.
“how about you have dinner okay? it will make you feel better and if you’d like, we can chat some more and talk about what happened.”
“thank you, Mrs.Nishimura.”
“oh sweetheart, you can call me aunty. only if you’re comfortable of course.”
“thank you aunty.” she smiles before pointing to the thermal bag.
“go eat sweetie, I need to run back to my house to give my son a big scolding.” she says before she steps away. you held onto her wrist and she turns back to you.
“aunty, can you please not tell him? I don’t want him to find out that you know about our past relationship.”
“of course, sweetheart. in that case, I’ll just grab something for you instead. a sweet treat or something.” she smiles at you before she leaves.
you sighed. at least you didn’t have to lie to Mrs.Nishimura about why you and ni-ki fell out of the close bond.
the next day, you were walking to your class when ni-ki pulls you somewhere secluded. well not so secluded, it was just an empty classroom. the moment he stopped, you pulled your hands away from him, giving him the scariest glare you could do.
“what do you want?”
“my mom.”
did Mrs.Nishimura tell him?
“she knows about us.” ah so she did.
“and what about it? what we had was in the past, why do you care if she knows?”
“because she’s my mom (name). she was never supposed to find out about us.”
“you’ve always wanted to keep us a secret. have you ever thought about telling her or your dad eventually?”
“never.” ni-ki says
“oh wow, how selfish of you. i can't believe you. this is why we broke up. you never thought of being in a serious relationship with me, you never wanted to show me off and you wanted me to be a secret. I never wanted to be your sneaky link.”
“who said you were my sneaky link? (name), I liked you.”
“oh really? remember all those dates we had? hidden, kept away, that’s all i was. then with what you said after we broke up? you wanted to date another girl after I literally just ended the relationship. do you ever have remorse? was I ever someone important to you?”
“of course (name). you have always been the most important to me.”
“cut with the bullshit, riki. If you had ever liked me, you should have stopped me from breaking up with you but you didn’t. you left me to cry for days, get sick and made me hate myself for so long. do you know how hurt i was? i genuinely thought i’d die from crying so much. and why? because i loved you. that’s how much i liked your stupid ass and now i’ve sort of moved on from you, you stop me from getting the happiness i deserve? why are you toying with my feelings?”
by now, tears were already flowing across your cheeks. the silence was deafening and you just wanted to leave, and so you tried to but not without ni-ki pulling on your wrist and pulling you into a hug. you don’t even register he was hugging you until you feel your shoulders getting wet. ni-ki was crying, he let his walls down.
“i’m so fucking sorry.” ni-ki whispers. you tried to push him away but he only holds onto you tighter. “please, don’t leave me.” he whispers again.
you stood there frozen, you let ni-ki cry on your shoulders. you were already late to class so a few more minutes with ni-ki wouldn’t hurt or it possibly could. you feel small pecks on your neck, something ni-ki did in the past while he was cuddling with you. he freezes and lets you go.
“i-i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have overstepped your boundaries. we aren’t dating anymore and you have feelings for someone else now. i should respect that. i should go.” ni-ki leaves the room.
your heart still longed for him no matter if he hurt you multiple times, you wanted him to be selfish for once and realise that he is worthy of you.
“nishimura riki, you have once again hurt me.” you couldn’t cry anymore even if you wanted to, you just went to class.
after school, you went to the dance studio. heeseung obviously knows you weren’t okay so he stops you from continuing the routine.
“hey, are you okay?”
“yeah, i’m fine.”
“(name). you know you can always trust me.” you breathed in.
“heeseung oppa, i like you.” heeseung’s eyes widened.
“oh, (name). umm, i’m sorry but i don’t see you like that.” he says trying to let you down in the most gentle way possible. you felt like crying and not because of heeseung but because of ni-ki. a tear slips out and heeseung panics.
“h-hey, i’m sorry. you don’t have to cry.” he wipes the tears falling. you laughed while trying to wipe the falling tears.
“it’s okay, i’m not crying because of the rejection.”
“oh, then what’s wrong?”
“ni-ki.” you say. heeseung tilts his head, you told him what happened. he was a little shocked to find out the reason why you two were enemies in the first place.
“(name), i think you should be upfront with him. tell him how you really feel, how much you still like him. ni-ki hasn’t dated anyone else and we have been wondering why. he never talks about why so we thought something happened, we never thought you were the reason why.”
“you make me sound so evil.”
“(name), you know that’s not what i mean.” heeseung huffs. you giggled.
“i know.” you hear the door crack open and followed by a slap on the arm and complaints. heeseung facepalms.
“boys.” heeseung says. they pile out. “how long have you been standing there for?”
“since (name) confessed to you.” jake says. sunghoon slaps the boy’s arm.
“curse you for being painfully truthful.” sunghoon whines.
jake shrugs, “well, i am not going to just lie about it.”
“we were eavesdropping, that’s equally as bad as lying.” jay says. jake pouts.
“well all of you know why me and ni-ki hate each other. even you minho.” you say. minho walks out from behind sunghoon, awkwardly laughing.
“sorry, (name). anyways, doesn’t that mean the reason why you cried so much when you were thirteen-”
“was because ni-ki and i broke up. yes, that’s why i cried so much.”
“oh my baby sister.” minho goes to hug you and you pushed him away. “I’m so sorry your heart got broken by a pubescent 13 year old boy.” you smacked his arm.
“god why did i have to have you as my brother.” you groaned.
“you love me (name).” minho says.
“yeah, unfortunately.” minho huffs at your words.
“okay so how are we going to get ni-ki to confess to you again.” jake says.
“jake there is no point. that boy is stubborn.” you say.
“you’re right, you should date me instead.” sunghoon says.
“dude, now is not the time to say this!” jay says.
“I was kidding. I mean, i’m park sunghoon. i’m sure, anyone would love to date me.” minho high-fives sunghoon.
“that’s my fav boy.” he says. you scoffed.
“let’s just drop this.” you grabbed your things and left the studio. minho runs after you.
“(name). come on, you have a whole team who are more than prepared to give you that cute high school relationship!”
“minho, i already said to drop it. I really don’t want to go through this whole problem over a boy who doesn’t like me.”
“are you sure he doesn’t like you, (name)?”
at minho’s words, your mind replays what happened earlier in the classroom.
“don’t leave me, please.”
ni-ki cried. he was never one to show his feelings. that was his most vulnerable state that you’ve seen him in.
“yes, he doesn’t like me.” you say. you weren’t sure yourself.
“you’re denying it. i can see it in your eyes. you know something that we don’t.”
“minho, i just really don’t want to talk about this anymore. I’m tired.” you say. minho takes note of the painful tone you had. your voice wavered.
“alright, i’ll stop. you should go home.” you nod at his words and went home. minho sighs and goes back to where the others were.
“hyung, how did it go?”
“nothing much. i think it’s best if we ask ni-ki. the both of them used to date each other, clearly they still like each other.” minho says.
“jungwon, do you know where ni-ki’s class is?”
“of course, follow me.”
however, when they went to find ni-ki he was nowhere to be found. they decided to visit his home. as for you, as you were about to open the door. you could hear mewls coming from inside, you were worried about the cats so you went in. you noticed the cats surrounding ni-ki as he cries.
“why are you here and also you practically broke into my house.”
ni-ki was alarmed, “i’m sorry. i just walked in here aimlessly. my house is also locked and i don’t have the keys.”
“don’t you have classes in afternoon?”
“I didn’t go.”
“oh.”
ni-ki shivers. you went towards and placed a hand on his forehead. you sighed.
“you’re having a fever. come on, how about you go take a warm shower and then lay in the guest bedroom. i’ll grab some medicine from the cabinet.” you went to walk away but ni-ki grabs your wrist.
“don’t leave me, please.” he weakly says.
“I won’t, i’ll be here in the house while you go bathe. i need to grab clothes for you too.” ni-ki nods. he stands up to go to the bathroom. you left him a towel outside the door and clothes on the bed. you shut the bedroom door.
why were you suddenly taking care of ni-ki? he was the one who hurt you constantly and here you were. you shouldn’t be doing this. your heart aches. you decided to make him some warm honey water and grab the medicine from the cabinet. maybe you should make him a little something to eat, you weren’t sure if he even ate lunch. how did he even get sick in the first place?
you decided to make him a sandwich since it was the only easy thing you were able to prepare. you knocked on the door with a tray in your other hand. you heard ni-ki mutter ‘come in’ so you entered. you nearly froze in your steps when you noticed the hoodie he had on. it was the hoodie you had gifted him with while you were dating, it fit just nice since ni-ki had grown quite a lot.
the boy tries to dry his hair with the towel you handed him with. you placed down the tray onto the nightstand before grabbing the towel and helping him dry his hair. it was an unconscious gesture since you used to help ni-ki dry his hair after he finished bathing. he stays quiet. once you were done, you looked down at him. he was looking up at you and you looked away.
“i made something for you to eat before you have your medicine. there’s honey water too in case your throat is soar. I’ll be in my room-”
“stay, please.” he voices out.
“I have to study.”
“then study here. i need you, please.”
your heart races. you sighed.
“fine, i’ll grab my things and study here.” ni-ki nods and you go to grab your study materials and notes. you came back and placed your materials on the ground.
“you can do the work on the bed.”
“with you on the bed? i’m not your friend, nishimura.”
“i’m sick and you are technically responsible for me.”
“i am not responsible for you-”
“you saw me and helped me. this means you are responsible for me.”
“what are you? five?”
“you used to care for me when we were dating.”
“please stop bringing up the past.”
“the past that i miss.” ni-ki says. You froze.
“don’t lie to me. you never missed me. you only wanted to fool around.”
“I regret saying that.”
“well too bad, nishimura. we broke up. that’s it, that was the end of us.”
“it doesn’t have to end, (name).”
“if i gave you another chance, you’d just throw it away again.”
“i wouldn’t.”
“ni-ki.” you say.
“(name), i really really love you.”
what was this sick joke he was playing.
“i used to look forward to hearing you say that but now it just seems like a joke to me. you don’t have to put pity on me. i know i was desperate back when we were young. i just really liked you so much.”
“i am not joking with you, (name).”
“prove it then. if you love me so much.”
“I’m sick, (name).”
“well, that sucks then-” ni-ki leans in and kisses you. your eyes widened, you could feel his lips moving against yours. this was really passionate but soft. ni-ki has never kissed you like this before. your eyes flutter shut and you kissed him back.
ni-ki sighs into the kiss, his hands reaches up to your cheek to hold it. he tilts his head to slightly deepen the kiss. one that shows how much he treasured you and how sorry he felt for hurting you. you pulled away.
“i love you.” he says it once again.
“ni-ki, we can’t make this official.”
“i know. i’ve hurt you a bunch of times. we’ll take it slow.” you nod.
“i need to trust you first. i can’t bring myself to just forgive you.”
“alright. can i at least hold you?”
you nod before climbing into the bed. he wraps his arms around your waist. the both of you laid down on the bed. it was a little awkward but ni-ki still felt at ease knowing he was able to hold you.
A year later, you were in your bedroom playing games with ni-ki. he attempts to sabotage you in mario kart.
“yah, ni-ki!”
“too bad, babe!” he sticks out his tongue.
“hey! you guys started the game without us!” jake huffs. both you and ni-ki smirked at each other.
“we started first because i wanted to play a round with my girlfriend.”
“urgh, i am not over this. it’s been 5 months since you two started dating and you’re already pulling the ‘couple’ card.” jay says.
“oh, it’s been 5 months?” you say.
“5 months with my beautiful girl.” ni-ki squeezes you and pecks your cheek.
jungwon gags at the sight, “I liked it better when they fought.”
“i have to agree with that.” minho says.
“young love.” heeseung shrugs.
“let’s back out of the game so they can play, ni-ki.” you pat his arm.
“okay.”
“IM PLAYING AS PRINCESS PEACH!” sunoo yells.
in the end, you got your happy ending.
with the same boy who hurt you.
nishimura riki.
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DAMAGED.
pairing y/n & chris sturniolo
summary: Y/N is in a toxic relationship with her boyfriend Gio. Y/n meets someone named Chris and finds herself in a fucked up situation. She’s fighting herself internally and struggles to try to keep her emotions and actions in check.
warnings: mentions of smoking, alcohol, partying, hard drugs (not in detail just a mention, not describing doing them or anything), toxic relationship.
not proof read. might be multiple parts. lmk if I should make more parts! luv u guys <3
pt2 pt3 pt4 pt5 pt6 pt7
It’s been 2 hours since me and Gio have been on good terms again & he’s already pissing me off. Gio and I have been dating on and off for 6 months. I met him in senior year and we’ve been dating ever since but it’s getting extremely toxic and soul crushing. He’s not who he used to be when I first met him but I guess everyone isn’t who they pretend to be. We’ve both graduated now and it’s just been harder and harder everyday to stay with him. The only thing that’s keeping me from leaving him for good is that I have the smallest bit of hope that he will change. He’s cheated on me, said outrageous shit to me during arguments, almost put his hands on me. And yet I still try to make this work. I just love to hard. When I care I care hard.
Gio has been begging me for the past hour to go to go to a party with him. I hate parties and he knows this. I would rather hang out with a couple people who I know and trust then be around hella people who I don’t know, don’t trust, & wouldn’t give two fucks if I were to be dead by tomorrow. But Gio is manipulative and talks to me into it anyways. “Yesss okay I love you Im gonna go home and get ready I’ll pick you up when it’s time to go.” Gio says as he picks up his car keys and kisses me goodbye before walking out of my room. Here we go again. He always gets his way. He drives me fucking nuts but I care so much.
-
We arrive to outside of the party and there are cars parked everywhere. I hate this shit. Gio parks down the street. “Are you ready babe?” He asks smiling. “Yeah whatever” I say irritated. “Babe don’t be like that. Have fun for once in your life.” He says furrowing his eyebrows. “Don’t start. Let’s just go inside.” I say rolling my eyes trying to avoid another argument. We step outside the car and start walking towards the house that the parties at. As we make our way up to the house I hear loud music playing and people talking over each other.
-
People are laughing, throwing up, yelling, dancing around the house. I’ve lost Gio and I don’t know where he went. I’ve only had 2 shots and I’m not planning on having anymore knowing I’m gonna have to drive Gio’s car back. He never knows when to stop partying he takes it to far every-time. I’m looking around the house while standing in the kitchen watching people act reckless. I look towards the living room and see people making out on the couch. I look over next to them and see a brunette, blue eyed boy sitting by himself smoking on a blunt. He’s very attractive it makes me question how he doesn’t have hella bitches surrounding him right now. What is a man like him doing alone here? He takes a hit of the blunt and looks up catching me staring at him. He blows out the smoke and smiles at me. I smile back at him before I turn around to the sound of someone throwing up. I look behind me and someone is quite literally throwing up their guts. Ew. I start to move and remember Gio is here somewhere. Where the fuck is he? I start walking all over the house searching for my boyfriend.
I walk upstairs and am opening all the bedroom doors to see if he passed out in one of the rooms. I reach the bathroom and open the door. My jaw drops. My boyfriend is practically eating some random chicks face with one of his hands gripping her ass. I look over and on the sink counter there are 3 white lines, coke. The girl and him turn around to look at me in-sync. My heart starts racing. A million thoughts race to my mind. So many emotions run through my body all at once. “Y/n fuck I’m sorry I can explain.” He says before watching me run down the stairs. Fuck this. I go to the kitchen and grab a bottle of Tito’s. I take 3 big gulps before someone’s hand snatches the bottle away from me. “Are you trying to get alcohol poisoning?” I hear a man’s voice say. I look at him confused, he’s holding the bottle in his hand. It’s the brunette, blue eyed boy from earlier that I saw smoking alone. “Maybe, do you wanna join?” I say. He looks at me with a concerned face.
He shrugs and takes big gulps of the Tito’s bottle. “Follow me” he says and grabs my hand leading me through the crowd full of sweaty bodies with the bottle still in his other hand. We make it outside to the backyard where there is a bonfire going on. “What are we doing” I say laughing feeling the alcohol start to kick in. “You need fresh air” the boy says. “What’s your name?” I ask. “Chris.” He says with the bottle still in his hand. “What are you doing here alone Chris?” I ask raising my eyebrows. “I’m not alone, my brothers are here.” He says. “Ohhhh” I say. “What are you are you doing here alone?” He asks. “I came with my boyfriend who is now my ex-boyfriend. I found him doing coke and shoving his tongue into a girls mouth in the upstairs bathroom. Hence why I went and started chugging the Tito’s, right before you snatched it away from me.” I say grabbing the bottle back from him and taking a drink. “Slow down. You can drink, just don’t chug it. I’m sorry about your boyfriend or ex boyfriend. And doing coke is for legitimate losers, it’s his loss.” Chris says. I shrug my shoulders.
Chris and I sit down by the bonfire and start passing the bottle back and forth while talking. “Yeah I don’t understand why it was so hard for me to just leave him. But this is the last straw. I can’t be with a tweaker. As soon as I saw the coke I knew that I wanted nothing to do with him anymore.” I say letting words come out of my mouth without thinking. Chris takes a drink from the Tito’s bottle while staring into the fire. “I don’t understand how he pulled you, & the proceeded to fumble the bag.” He says chuckling. “So what about you? Do you have a girlfriend or are you talking to anyone or anything?” I ask curiously. “Nah. If I had girlfriend I wouldn’t be sitting here and talking to you. Im not interested in dating someone unless I have a connection with them. I feel like I haven’t found the right girl which is why I’ve never been in an actual relationship ” He says. “I would never expect that sentence to come from a guy that looks like you” I say. I take the bottle from his hands and take a drink.
-
Some time has gone by and me and Chris are plastered drunk. We have sat here for about 3 hours laughing and bonding about numerous things while watching the fire and passing the bottle back & forth making me forget about what happened with Gio. “You look really good tonight by the way. I don’t know if I said that already but I’ve said it to you in my head like 67 times.” Chris says making our eyes lock. I feel myself blush “thank you” I say smiling. “Are you cold?” Chris asks. “Uh I don’t know” I say. “You have goosebumps, your wearing a mini skirt you have to be cold y/n” he says. I shrug. “Come here” he says. “What?” I ask. “Come here” Chris repeats. I stand up and feel myself trying to keep my balance. I walk towards him and he grabs my body making me sit down on his lap. He wraps his arms around my waist and leans on my shoulder. “I’m cold too. I’m just using you to warm me up.” He says jokingly. I go to pick the Tito’s bottle up to take a drink before he reaches the bottle before me. “No more” he says. “Whattt??? Whyyyy?? I’m having fun.” I say trying to keep my composure. “Because I’m fucked up. So that means if I’m fucked up, your fucked up. Because your like half my size.” He says. I roll my eyes.
I grab Chris’s face making him look me in my eyes. I don’t say anything I just stare into his eyes. He smiles at me. “Your really pretty, you know that ma?” Chris says looking into my eyes. “Your really pretty” I say back to Chris copying him. He rubs his hands up and down my back. We stare into each others eyes for a minute. I start feeling euphoric as I get lost in his eyes. I lean more forward towards him as I’m still sitting on his lap. “Can I kiss you?” I ask wanting to feel his lips on mine. “Yes” Chris says smiling. I kiss Chris’s lips gently before pulling back. He leans forward before kissing my lips slowly causing adrenaline to run through my body. “Y/N!” I hear a man’s voice yell. I look up seeing Gio walking towards me and Chris with an angry expression. Fuck I’m to drunk for this. Chris looks the direction I’m looking and realizes it’s the man I was ranting to him about a little bit ago.
I get up off Chris’s lap and try standing up trying to keep my balance. Chris stays still in his chair keeping his eyes on the fire. “What the fuck are you doing?!” Gio yells at me. “I- you- Gio- we’re done. You lost me for good.” I say grabbing onto Chris’s shoulder trying to keep myself from falling. Chris keeps his eyes on the fire. “Your a slut. You think you can just go and makeout with any dude who comes into contact with you. Your a fucking whore.” Gio yells into my face causing tears to rise in my eyes. Chris stands up. “Dude. She’s really drunk right now, maybe talk about this while you guys are sober.” Chris says. “Shut the fuck up. She’s a whore. She deserves to hear this right now.” Gio yells clearly fucked up from the drugs he’s taken. “Literally go to hell Gio. You get to do coke and shove your tongue-” I start to yell but am cut off by Gio wrapping his hands around my wrist tightly, pulling me away from Chris. “Let go of me Gio your hurting me.” I yell. He tightens his grip on my wrist. “Shut the fuck up y/n” Gio says through gritted teeth while trying to pull me away. Before I knew it Chris was standing in front of gio. “Let her go bro” Chris says calmly. “Fuck you” Gio says. Chris immediately punches Gio in the face causing Gio to hit the ground. He continues pouncing on Gio. “Chris stop. Stop!” I yell with tears in my eyes.
Chris stops and stands up. He looks up at me with blood dripping down his knuckles and Gio still on the ground. I start crying uncontrollably. He walks towards me grabbing my wrist gently raising it revealing red marks around my wrist from Gio grabbing it so hard. Chris let’s out a breath shaking his head. “I’m calling an Uber for you, go home please. Please be safe.” Chris says wrapping his arms around me tightly. “I don’t wanna be alone” I say while still crying with his arms still wrapped around me. “You can come home with me if you want. I’ll call us an Uber and you can sleep in my room and I’ll sleep on the couch.” Chris says while holding me. I shake my head yes with tears still pouring out of my eyes.
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