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ladytauria · 4 months

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wip wednesday thursday

tagged by @thesandsofelsweyr <3 thank u sm!

no pressure tag -- @waffleinator-inator ; @this-was-a-terrible-idea ; @esfordays ; @kieran-granola ; & @felinemotif

sharing a snippet from the fic that's taken over my life recently, lmao. it's reverse robins, because... of course it is xD cw for aob, heat-related dubcon, and underage. no sex, but this is obviously the prelude ;)

Jason purrs a little louder. He feels—

Blissful.

Almost.

There’s still an ache between his thighs, a longing that’s not quite satisfied. He wants— He wants to be closer.

He shifts, leg wrapping firmer around the alpha. His hips shift, rubbing against Alpha’s hip and—

Sparks arc up his spine; a soft breath escaping him. It feels so good.

He wants more.

He shifts again, carefully, biting his lip when he feels it again. His breaths deepen. He swallows. His hips twitch minutely. The stimulation is slight, but it’s— He’s so sensitive.

Alpha’s fingers still in his hair. “Jason,” he says, cautiously.

Jason lets out a breathy noise in response. “Alpha.”

Alpha shudders—fingers tightening on Jason’s head before he slips them down, down, to Jason’s hip, forcing him to still. He whines. “Shh. You gotta stop, Jay.”

Jason whines again, louder. “Please.”

Alpha shudders again, his breath hitching. “You don’t— I don’t think you know what you’re asking for, puppy.”

He looks up at him, his vision a little blurry. “It hurts,” he pleads. “Alpha. Please.”

Alpha swears.

For a moment Jason tenses, panic rising. Then Alpha moves, throwing the blankets off and pinning Jason to the bed under him. His scent— His scent swells with… Need. Want.

Arousal.

Jason whimpers, even as his hips cant up in offering. Alpha leans down, gliding his nose over Jason’s cheek. “I’ll make it better,” he promises, and his voice is low and growly and—

Jason shudders with a breathy cry.

Alpha grabs the hem of his shirt, tugging it up and over Jason’s head and arms, tossing it, baring Jason’s breasts. Jason’s arms twitch to cover them, but Alpha has both of his wrists pinned in one hand.

His wrists are so small it’s nothing, the alpha’s hand swallowing them whole.

Alpha yanks his pajama bottoms and underwear down together. Jason gasps at the sudden rush of air, the freedom for his trapped cock. Slick trickles down his thighs, and he finds himself helping to kick the clothes off of him without thinking, leaving him fully exposed under the alpha.

Alpha rakes his eyes over him. Jason shivers under his gaze, lip caught between his teeth again. His vision blurs; eyes glassy with tears.

“P-please… please be gentle, Alpha,” he whispers, his voice tinier than he’s ever heard it before.

That makes Alpha look him in the face again—his expression softening, losing some of its hunger. He leans down, kissing his forehead, thumb stroking over his wrists. “I promise,” he murmurs, soft and gentle and sweet. “I’m going to take good care of you, little omega.”

Jason shivers, a tear rolling down his face.

Alpha kisses it away. Then, he trails more soft kisses down Jason’s face, until he reaches his mouth. Jason’s lips part in anticipation, watching the alpha with wide eyes.

Breath ghosts over his mouth and then… Alpha captures his lips in a kiss.

Jason—

Jason’s never been kissed before.

It’s…

Alpha kisses him slowly. Tenderly. His lips are soft against Jason’s, sliding over his mouth like a caress. Jason melts back into the mattress, arms twitching. He wants to wrap his arms around the alpha, pull him down against him.

Alpha’s grip holds firm, but he does lower himself, until they’re chest to chest, the cotton of his t-shirt rubbing against Jason’s tits. It— They’re sensitive, and even that slight friction is enough to make him moan into Alpha’s mouth.

He feels Alpha’s lips twitch, and then a tongue swipes over his lip before he draws it into his mouth, sucking on it. Jason’s hands flex. He moans again, twitching, seeking more, more, more.

Alpha doesn’t give it to him,

Instead, he nips Jason’s lip. When Jason gasps—Alpha plunges his tongue in Jason’s mouth, licking into him like he hasn’t had anything to drink in days.

Jason shudders, head to toe, moaning under the onslaught.

It’s—

He feels helpless; trapped under the Alpha’s lean, muscular body; held in place by his strong, steady grip; devoured by his mouth.

It—

That should scare him. And it does, a little. A lot. He doesn’t… He’s never felt like this before, in all of his fifteen years of life. His body feels strange, and new, and out of his control.

But.

It feels good, too, and Alpha… Alpha clearly knows what he’s doing.

#this fic has somehow reached 24k :)#timjay #jaytim #dcu #batcest #tauriawritesfanfic #tauriawritessmut #tag games #aob dubcon fic

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aonoryuhei · 29 days

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feeling so very aimless today so small life update @ _ @

ummm all i have literally been up to is a sad little cycle of wake up -> uni -> anguish (jk lolz... maybe) -> sleep... which was FINE except the past two weeks i have been hit by the infamous Spring Semester Burnout and the timing is booty.

so many developments have been slowly happening with lab stuff but honestly i don't wanna think about it!!!! i have my annual evaluation on wednesday and i haven't finished the silly/minor edits to my presentation because every time i boot up powerpoint i literally feel my soul leaving my body... i also don't know how that meeting is gonna go down but i'm trying soooo hard to not sweat things i have no control over (somewhat working. mayhaps). TAing has been an insane amount of work too and i have so much to say about it BUT i'll save it for the end of the semester

other than that um.... i keep forgetting to make dental and doctor appointments LOL the only times i go out are to the supermarket or like. target (i got some nice new clothes yippee). i DID go out for happy hour once with some of my cohort and it was nice..! very tiring and my one singular drink hit me so hard i didn't finish it but i'm glad i made the effort to go. other than that umm i went to some random place with my parents on friday and saw cows 🐄🐄🐄 they were sooooo cute!!!!! they're so curious, they would stand up and look at our car when we passed by hehehe and there were lil babies!!! we also saw a raccoon that was hiding just SO badly and a deer!!! with a baby!!! it did a very majestic leap over a fence.

my maka figure FINALLY arrive on thursday. y'all don't know the STRESS and ANGUISH this girl caused me.... bc why did USPS say she was delivered monday night!! TO AN INDIVIDUAL? and for days i was freaking out trying to find her and file a claim with them online BUT THE REPORT WOULDN'T GO THROUGHHHHH. just when i had almost accepted that she had gotten lost or stolen my dad saw her in our mailbox 🥹 literally fell to my knees when i opened the box like YES! MY DAUGHTER!!! AT HOME!!! thank da heavens

and ya that's basically it!! my dad also got me a smartwatch and i've been liking it... i walk a lot more at school than i thought i did lol. but also this thing has a measurement called "body battery" and bro i have not had a single day over 40% LMFAOOO idk how it calculates that but it feels real to me... been like endlessly fatigued the past couple months and idrk why but w/e cant deal with that rn!! anyway cya love ya etc etc see u in a month perchance when this semester ends

#diari

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yourpalghost · 3 months

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Sorry im chatty this morning but

Yall sometimes

Sometimes its SO hard to accept that I’m sick.

Like, I know a lot of it is shame and what not. Most of it is. Some of the problem is imposter syndrome and stuff of the likes. Downplaying my own issues, thinking im doing it for attention, etc.

Like. Im not important enough to be sick. I SHOULD be able to do XYZ. Oh its not THAT bad, people have it worse. Does that REALLY hurt or are you just faking? Afterall, thats also just normal.

So like, I have chronic fatigue so i’m always tired and since my baseline moved, i don’t notice how tired i am until its even worse and sometimes the worse isnt an extra sleepy feeling, its my body feeling heavy, brain fog, and often times being more prone to crying (i call this the sleepy weepies).

I have a connective tissue problems which lead to constant pain so my baseline moved so I don’t notice the pain until it gets worse but sometimes the “getting worse” is just feeling like im gonna vomit for no clear reason, feeling dizzy, or sweating all of a sudden(also brain fog but I usually attribute that to the fatigue). (Not to even mention the literal excruciating periods I have that literally leave me shaking and in so much extra pain Im regularly on the verge of blacking out AND STILL GO ABOUT LIFE. Thats its own additional bullshit)

And these two things are going on together at all times

Those questionnaires that are like “where is your base level of pain”? I cant answer them because the pains so constant my brains blocked it out so its at a zero. Its like how your brain blocks out your nose or the sound of your heart beat in your ears. How it sometimes blocks out the feeling of certain things against your skin and just registers it as pressure.

My finger is fucking shattered right now(its healing up well) but like aside from the initial SURPRISE of getting it fucking crushed, it “doesnt hurt”. Because i regularly experience worse pain than BREAKING A FUCKING BONE. The pain is at zero but i feel sick. If someone else who wasn’t an experiencer of chronic pain jumped in my body, they would be on the ground in agony. And like I know im IN pain because painkillers when I do use them jusy dull itfrom distracting to noticeable unless im fortunate enough to have been granted the big boy pain meds that make you silly. That shit? Works. When it wears off, my whole body aches and hurts and it sucks.

AND WHILE ALL OF THIS IS TRUE, I STILL FEEL LIKE IM NOT SICK ENOUGH TO BE CONSIDERED SICK.

I hurt all the time and im so fucking tired all the time but I just keep going because “its not that bad” and while I need various aids (knee braces, wrist braces, honestly a chair or scooter, migraine glasses, and more) I just dont use them or cant justify getting them.

God the way that a mobility aid would improve my quality of life is astounding and I recognize thats enough of a reason to then say “then I need it”, brain also wont let me! Because idk man? I just gotta “push through”.

I started this forlorn and now im mad. Mad at me and my situation and everything really. Im so fucking tired and in lots of pain and I just wish it didnt suck so hard. I just wish i wouldn’t push myself. Yall I have to have other people tell me “you dont want to go to the store, you want to go for a walk” so I dont push myself to be productive on my days off. I had to convince myself to stay home from classes today instead of pushing myself through it to then have to recover wednesday and not vane enough time to recover and then push myself through thursday and then have to push myself all the way back through again to start the damn cycle over next week.

Im working on accepting that im sick and its hard and we all have days where we relapse into “no im not im just xyz” but gdi. Im sick im sick im sick. I am disabled, my shits debilitating, its chronic im sick IM SICK I AM SICK

#ghost chatter #air vent rattling #vent #sick #chronic illness #chronic pain

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andr0leda · 1 year

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WIP WEDNE- NOW! RIGHT NOW!

tagged by the forever lovely @ejunkiet ! thank you! ♡ maybe if i post some wips i’ll get peer pressured into finishing them... maybe... ? :^)

im tagging @eydika @mihqorio @the-light-of-stars @queendread & @slushrottweiler

but of course no pressure, only if you want to! and if seeing this makes you want to share a WIP i wanna hear about it

♡

#WIP #i cant say wip wednesday because its thursday #wip whenever #alright so we got #my mc Chess x Ruby from #the fernweh saga #a SPOILER from #fallen hero #and #GALE #!! BELOVED #who belongs to kirehn #pearl-kite #androleda's art

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golden28s · 6 months

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tag game wednesday but it's thursday 🌻

well, first thank you so much for the tag to these lovely and cool people @scurvgirl @mikhailoisbaby 💖

Name: iris

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Personality type in enneagram, myers-briggs, or both: god, idk i think is INFJ

Before we hit the road, what snack are you gonna bring for our trip? m&m's <3333 and chips

Navigator gets to pick the music so what song are you turning on? silver tongues by louis tomlinson

What is a universe from a fantasy tv show you would like to visit? i cant say a tv show because i dont think ive watched any fantasy tv show so im gonna say a book, the folk of the air series

And what about a fantasy movie? narnia maybe ?? idk the first thing that crossed my mind

Okay, how about a scifi tv show? see idk either im the worst im so sorry

And a scifi movie universe? does marvel count ?? then any marvel movie

Any other tv show or movie universes you'd like to swing by before we move on? new girl, i'd LOVE to love in that apartment and movie definitely mamma mia

Okay hold on to your butts we're switching gears to fanfic universes. Tell me which fanfic universe we're visiting first? i think any fanfic where there's fake dating or an enemies to lovers

Cool, do you have one more you'd like to stop at before we head home? fanfic ?? lemme fix any fanfic that has the miscommunication trope

Alright, on our way out of fanfic land you get to snag some tropes to bring home and apply to your own life, think fast!

soulmates or enemies to lovers // coffee shop or flower shop // fake relationship or slow burn // amnesia or time loop // body swap or miscommunication (neither lmao) // love triangle or arranged marriage // sharing a bed or drunken confession

Wow okay, hope those tropes work out for you!! Our adventure has finally come to an end, where in the world am I dropping you off? spain

okay, im gonna tag a few people and as always feel free to do it or not and sorry if you've been tagged already, if you havent this is your sign to do it too if you want to @lupeloto @transmickey @mickeysgaymom @depressedstressedlemonzest @redwiccanrobin

#tag game fandom

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lonelypersonhere · 1 year

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alright, story time i guess

my dog needs to be fixed

i make appointment for today

drop of is between 7-8

i dont drive and my parents work schedules are weird

my grandfather takes me

we get there and im doing the paper work and stuff then-

the freaking paper says whatever about confirming your dog hasnt eaten since 12 last night

AND IM SO DUMB

I KNEW THIS AND I FED HIM THIS MORNING

BECAUSE EVIDENTLY I DONT HAVE A BRAIN AT 5 IN THE MORNING AND MY DOG IS AN ANNOYING LITTLE RAT THAT KEEPS ME FROM SLEEP IF I DONT FEED HIM

SO I FREAKING FED HIM LIKE I DO EVERY MORNING

so anyway i literally go in to reschedule and im like 'no i cant do monday' and 'i dont see why thurday wouldnt work' but i need to check with my mom

dang i left my phone in the car

then i call her and someone else is helping me schedule the thing and cant do thursday, the only days i can make it that early are wednesday and saturday

but the next saturday it like a month away so i guess ill do thursday and ill find someone

and oml i just felt so complicated

ughhh

and not only did i have my grandfather getting me at 6:45

way earlier than nessessary

but my dog got his nose slobbered all on the window and his HAIR

EVERYWHERE cause hes SHEDDING like CRAZY

ANYWAY yeah

#im so dumb #why do i make things complicated #my dog #ughhhh #rant #small rant #vent #small vent #ok im done now #og lonelypost

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asmutwriter · 2 years

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Welcome to the Freak Show (Part 9)

So I’ve seen a lot of tik toks recently of if Eddie had a kid and honestly I live for it but I cant decide if I want to put that into this story line or not. It would work with the idea of how I’m doing this but I’m not sure if I want it do it or not

Eddie x Reader

WORD COUNT: 2917

From beginning / Previous / Next / Master List

WARNINGS: smut, swearing, I guess public sex, fingering

DISCLAIMERS

- This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand

Saturday passes. You continue watching films all day. Waking up Sunday morning, you both have a more practical day. Doing the washing up, tiding the house a bit. You have a shower and then both do your homework. Watch another film as you have time before it gets to about 9pm. He says he should go home. Sadly you agree with him, concluding you’ve had him round yours the whole weekend it’s only fair he goes back to his house before school the next day. You feel a lot happier and safer in your house now, having him staying with you helped calm your nerves.

You see him walking around on Monday and Tuesday, but Wednesday he’s not in your shared history lesson. You shake it off, this wasn’t unusual for him. Thursday comes about and he’s sat beside you during the lesson. One of your friends comes over to you both. “Eddie... can we swap seats?” he looks at her, then looks at you

“Why?”

“So me and Liz can talk to each other” she smiles sweetly at him. “I’ve already asked the teacher and she says its fine, so long as you’re happy to move” he looks away, licking his bottom lip slightly as he looks at her again.

“How about I move up one and you sit with us both?”

“Eddie you don’t ha-” you try and interject

“That works perfectly for me!” she squeals, coming over and sitting in the middle of you two.

Because of this it becomes difficult for you to chat to him. He sometimes asks you still to help him with questions when he doesn’t know the answer but other than that he stays quiet beside you two, listening to you chatting away throughout the lesson.

A few months pass of this new seating arrangement. You’re 18th birthday and party happens. Then Halloween. Then Christmas, leading into New Year. Each event having a party. You and Eddie have become distant. You still would acknowledge each other in the hallways but you couldn’t talk like how you normally do due to your friend being between you, literally and figuratively.

So when you walk into the lesson and see the seat between the two of you is empty, you are filled with joy. You sit down, grabbing your books out of your bag and setting them out in front of you. You can feel the boy watching you, his eyes following your hands as you lay everything out. You don’t quite know what to do, should you speak to him. You feel rude ignoring him but what sentence do you open with? ‘Hey sorry I’ve not spoken to you in 5 months, social norms at school suck right?’ It just didn’t seem to sound right in your head no matter how you could word it. You starts anxiously chewing on the end of your pen. He tears a piece of paper from his notebook. Scribbling on it before handing it to you

“Stop chewing your pen. You’ll damage your teeth” you let out a small chuckle, moving the item from your mouth. The teacher talking means she wasn’t paying attention to you and your silent conversation. You draw a very bad middle finger on it, handing it back to him. He looks confused “The fuck is that?”

“My middle finger” he chuckles slightly, muffling it with his hand. The tension between each note filling you with excitement yet dread. He passes the paper back

“Let’s try and be civil humans shall we?” You shake your head slightly at him as he writes again “I guess I’ll start. Hey, how are you?” You smile, biting your lip slightly

“Good thank you. And you?” he nods, eyes scanning the room to see if anyone has picked up on your silent conversation. You write down on the paper an address of some woods near the school “Meet me here around 3. Catch up properly then” he nods, taking the piece of paper and placing it in his pocket.

You sit with your back against a tree doing your homework. You are conscious of the time, your shift for work starting in a couple of hours. You hear footsteps approaching you, looking up you see Eddie walking towards you, his eyes looking at the surroundings. You pat the floor next to you as he comes and sits down. His eyes go to the work you’re writing “Do you ever not work?” you shake your head

“Got to stay on top of my grades. Or else my mum will kill me” he chuckles slightly, leaning his head against the tree.

“I’m sorry I’ve been so distant” he says, so soft it’s practically a whisper. You shrug

“I’ve also been neglecting our friendship”

“I just... school is a bad place to talk to people who aren’t in the same social group as you” you nod, halting your pen at his words “and I’m sorry about that”

“I’m sorry I haven’t been making as much of an effort as I probably should be. But I agree, school sucks” he tilts his head as he looks at you

“I have an idea” he grins at you, standing and looking triumphant “how about we screw all that friendship rules shit and we still hang out”

“But-” he puts his finger to his mouth, shushing you

“Sh sh sh. Hear me out. Once a week, say every... Wednesday. We meet here” you smile at his words as he holds his hand out “what do you say, my queen? Fancy hanging out with the freak of Hawkins once a week?” you take his hand as he pulls you up

“I would be delighted to hang out with you. But I don’t see a freak” he looks at you confused. You smile “I see a king”

“Well then m’lady, let us dance as royals shall we” he says in a bad British accent as he starts dancing with you. Singing cheesily as you laugh. You both stop as you smile at each, you brush the hair out of his face

“I’ve missed this”

“Yeah? I suppose I’ve missed it to” you smile and playfully ruffle his hair

“You’re such a dork” he laughs

“What did you say?” you laugh, running away from him as he chases you around some trees. He grabs you by the waist

“Gotcha!” he smiles as he pulls you into him, your back pressed against his body. Your hands go to his wrapped around your middle, feeling his watch

“Oh shit!” you look at your watch. ”I’m sorry I have a shift tonight” he pouts at you as you go over and put your stuff in your bag. “I’ll see you here next Wednesday, yeah?” he nods, both waving to each other as you head to work.

Although you don’t talk during school, over the next few weeks you both meet up and chat for an hour or so on Wednesdays. Catching up with the various gossip from each other. Mainly you telling him all the ‘popular people’ gossip and him laughing at you and their problems.

One day as you walk to your meeting spot Alice walks over to you “Who are you going to meet?”

“Excuse me?”

“Well, for a few months you were distant and seemed really down. But over the past month, month and a half you seem a lot happier. Plus you said that you can’t walk home with me on Wednesdays anymore, so I assume you meet up with someone” you stay quiet, eyes focused on the ground.

“I have been meeting up with someone, but please don’t tell people I’m meeting up with someone. Please” you look at her, eyes pleading

“You’re secret is safe with me” she pretends to lock her mouth “Who is it?” you shake your head

“I can’t tell you that. Now I’m going to leave you here and go meet them” you smile at her, waving goodbye as you almost run off.

You get to your spot. Him already being there and lying on the floor “I was worried you weren’t going to turn up”

“Sorry. Alice wanted to speak to me”

“Is she ok?”

“Yeah... she was just- it doesn’t matter” you lie next to him. “I realised we’ve been doing this for about 6 weeks now”

“Have we?”

“Yeah. We started meeting early February and next week is the last week of March”

“Jesus time flies by”

“We��ve not got much longer left at school...” you anxiously grip at your shirt. He notices, placing his hand over yours

“It’s ok. There is nothing to worry about”

“Will we still be friends?”

“Of course! We can still meet up every Wednesday. Or we can ring each other every week, depending on how our adult lives go” you nod as he gently rubs the back of your hand with his thumb, turning his head to face you “You’ll be fine. We’ll be fine”

“I want to leave this place... find my own home somewhere...”

“Hell, can I join?”

“Of course. We can conquer the world” you turn to face him, seeing him looking at you. You smile, silence filling around you as you focus on nothing else, only him. He places a hand on your cheek, gently stroking your cheek bone before leaning in and kissing you. As suddenly as he started, he pulls away. You let out an annoyed huff.

“What was that?” he lets out a chuckle as you cross your arms, making a pretend annoyed face at him

“That was not a long enough kiss” he laughs, kissing you again you can feel him smiling. One of your hands goes and rests on his chest, scrunching his shirt up as you grip onto it. He pulls away as you feel you both needing air.

“Was that better?” you nod, biting your lip slightly as he smiles at you. His thumb still gently tracing you cheek. You lean forward to kiss him again. This time it being a lot more heated as you feel his hand go to your lower back and pull you closer. His hand moves down, resting on your ass cheek as you lift your leg up slightly. His hand strokes down the length of your thigh before rolling you over onto your back. Being able to positon himself between your legs. You bite your lip as he hovers over you, one hand keeping him up and the other still resting on your leg. You feel the one on your thigh move, undoing the button on your jeans. His eyes dart from your crotch to your face as you stay fixed on watching his hand. He agonizingly slowly places it into your trousers. Watching your face as he tries to find that spot through your underwear. He knows he’s found it when you moan out, grabbing a hold of his shoulders

“Shit...” you moan out as he smiles, kissing you again as he rubs slow circles over your clit. Smiling as he can feel you moaning into his mouth. He kisses down, kissing your clothed breasts as he grabs the bottom of your shirt with his teeth and pulls it up over your boobs. Smiling as he starts kissing the parts of them that are shown with your bra on. One of your hands goes to his hair as the other digs into his shoulder “Please...” without needing to elaborate more, you feel his fingers go into your underwear. Slowly rubbing around your entrance before gently pushing into you. You whine out and grip his hair tighter. He sets a steady pace as his mouth continues to attack your chest. He comes back up to be level with you, smiling as you have a look of bliss across your face. He can feel you start to tighten around him

“Are you close beautiful?” you nod as a soft moan leaves your lips. Feeling him chuckle and pull his fingers out of you.

“No! Please!” he laughs slightly evilly as your hand leaves his hair and grabs at his hand again, placing it back over your core as your eyes plead with his. He kisses you again, moving away from your grip as he pulls your trousers down a bit more.

“I want to feel you” you nod, letting him take off your trousers fully. He sits back as you try and be as seductive as you can and open your legs for him whilst maintaining eye contact with him. Your hand trailing down to rub over your needy hole. “Fuck. You’re going to be the death of me” he moans out, leaning forward and kissing you again as you hear him undo his trousers and belt. Your hands go to either side of his face as you feel his tip prodding your entrance. He pushes into you slowly making you dig your nails into the side of his face slightly as you moan into his mouth. Once he’s fully in you he kisses your neck, slowly starting to thrust into you. His hand comes up and grabs your boob, squeezing it as his thrusts start to get faster.

“Eddie... shit” you moan out. His hand that was on your boob goes between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. Feeling your high approaching you grab his hair, pulling him up so his lips meet yours as you moan into his mouth. “Close. Gonna- please?” he smiles, kissing you again

“Cum for me gorgeous” those words making you go over the edge. You moan out, walls clenching around him as you hit your high. You hide your face in his shoulder as he continues thrusting, a few moments later he pulls out of you and sits up. Releasing himself onto your stomach. He stays sitting up as his eyes trail over your body. Your eyes shut as you come down from your ecstasy. He leans down and kisses you. Your hands coming up and gently resting on his chest. He pulls away, grabbing his bag and grabbing some tissues he cleans you both up. Then helps you place your clothes back on your body as he also makes himself decent again. He lies next to you, taking your hand in his as he brings the back of it up and gently traces it over his lips.

About 10 minutes of silence passes, both just relishing in each other’s presence. Him looking at the sky as your head is titled towards him, your eyes shut. He kisses the back of your hand before speaking “You don’t talk much about your parents or your brother, how are they doing in Canada?”

“Michael rings and writes when he remembers. He’s at college so I understand more why he’s too busy to chat to me...”

“And your parents?”

“My parents promised to ring me every week but they’ve kind of forgotten about me. I get a letter from them once a month with money in to pay for food and bills. But that’s about it” you look away from him, looking up at the trees branches swaying softly in the wind. “I wasn’t a planned child. My parents wanted a boy, a smart boy at that. And they got him. He is naturally smart and kind”

“Is that why you are constantly working?”

“I guess so. Trying to prove to my parents that I can be something other than their mistake child. But it’s difficult. What’s the point in being the most popular, getting good grades, trying to get the hottest guy, having the perfect life... if my parents don’t even acknowledge its existence?”

“Have you got it...?”

“What?”

“The perfect life. Have you succeeded in that?” you turn to face him. Your eyes scanning over his face, the light of the sun making his eyes look beautiful.

“I’d say my life is pretty good at the moment...” he nods as you fiddle with the bottom of your shirt “How about you? What’s your ideal life?” he kisses the back of your hand again before he stands up, dusting the leaves off of him

“Oh I dunno. I want to be some sort of rock star. Being able to play my guitar up with the legends of metal” he pretends to play guitar, making the noises of it as you laugh and sit up slightly to watch him “That’d be pretty cool” he thinks for a moment before leaning against a tree opposite where your lying “I’d also like to have kids. Not many. One maybe two. But have them with the woman of my dreams” you nod as you look up at the sky

“You’d be a good dad I think”

“Really think so?”

“Why wouldn’t you be? Your kind and caring. Look out for other people first. Those are the main qualities of being a good parent right?”

“I guess so... just imagine a tiny Munson running around playing guitar and all sorts of instruments” you laugh

“A teeny tiny you” he nods and chuckles as he outstretches his hands to you

“Come on. It’s getting late. We should get going”

“No I don’t want to”

“Come on. We can’t stay here all night”

“Why not?” he laughs and grabs your hands, pulling you up.

“We just can’t” he grabs your bag and puts it over your shoulder “let’s go. I’ll see you tomorrow in history anyway” you nod as he smiles, kissing your forehead before he walks away waving at you