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#it wasn't about the kiss really the kiss was just the tipping point. the fight was really about everything that had been going on beforehand

happy74827 · 7 months

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Fill the Void

[Mike Schmidt x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: You didn’t know what you were more terrified of. Ruining the relationship between the man you secretly loved, or the presence of his little sister who seemed to despise you.

WC: 2,818

Category: Lime/Steamy, Slight Angst

Omg, I need to stop writing him. It’s such an obsession at this point.

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Mike was kissing you, like actually kissing you. His hands were on your hips, pulling you closer, while yours were in his hair. His eyes, those pleading eyes, were looking up at you with such passion, such longing that it made you weak at the knees. You could see the way the Adam's apple in his throat bobbed as he swallowed, his jaw clenching tightly as he took in a deep breath. His lips were slightly parted, inviting you to kiss him again and again.

You still didn't understand how this happened. You were trying to calm him down after a fight that happened the day before. He had gotten into a shouting match with his sister about how she treated you, and then it all escalated. It was a huge argument, with a lot of hurtful things said. It ended with Mike slamming his fist against the wall and Abby storming out of the room. You had spent the entire day trying to get him to talk to you, to talk to her. You tried to get him to apologize for what he said because you knew deep down he didn't mean any of it. He had just been so stressed, so angry, that he wasn't thinking straight.

So, there you were the next day, sitting on your bed with Mike as he ranted to you about practically everything. He talked about how he couldn't stand how Abby treated you and that it made him feel sick to his stomach. He told you that he couldn't stand to see the way that she would look at you like she was disgusted by the mere fact that you were around. He didn't like how she talked down to you like you were a kid or how she treated you like you didn't have any thoughts of your own.

And that was when it happened. You tried to reason with him, to calm him down, and that's when you first felt it. You felt the spark in the air, you saw the way his pupils dilated, and you felt the way his skin felt warm under your fingertips.

You had to admit it. You were so scared. You liked Mike, you really did. You liked the way he would protect you, the way he would make sure you were okay even though you weren't technically his family; you were just a friend who lived next door. You liked how he made you laugh, how he could always make you smile and brighten your day. You liked how he would take your hand when you were scared and comfort you with soft whispers.

You liked him a lot, and that terrified you.

You never really talked to anyone about how you felt about Mike. You never even mentioned it to him, even if it was on the tip of your tongue every time you looked at him. He had always told you he thought of you as family, but you weren't sure he meant it in the same way that you did. You were worried if you brought up the subject of you and him, it would ruin everything, that he wouldn't feel the same way about you. You were scared to ruin this friendship that you two had. It was a friendship you cherished and valued more than anything.

That was why you were so shocked when Mike was the one who brought up the subject. He looked into your eyes, and you knew he could see it all. He could see the way you felt, the way your heart pounded at the mere thought of him, and the way you had a hard time catching your breath when you saw him. And instead of shying away, turning bright red, and leaving the room, he got closer to you. He brushed his lips against yours, and you knew there was no turning back. You knew you were a goner, you were so screwed, and you couldn't bring yourself to care.

You deepened the kiss, pressing yourself against him as he maneuvered your body around so he was looking up at you instead of down. Your fingers slid along his cheeks, going into his hair, tugging slightly at the strands. Your eyes fluttered shut as he kissed you over and over. Your head was spinning, and it was all so overwhelming that you couldn't focus on anything. All you could do was kiss him back with everything you had, feeling the way his hands trailed up your sides, pushing your shirt up.

God, it felt so right. This felt so perfect. You never wanted it to end. You wanted to stay at this moment forever. You wanted to freeze time, to stop the moment before anything could ruin it. You wanted to stop and relish in the way his lips felt against yours, how his hands felt against your skin. You wanted to remember how he looked, with his eyes closed as you kissed him. You wanted to remember how he tasted, sweet and addictive. You wanted to remember the feeling of his heart beating, of the way it pounded against his chest, of the way it matched your own. You wanted to remember the way he smelled and the way he sounded when you tugged at his hair, making him groan quietly.

You wanted to remember everything, a reminder that this was real. This wasn't some dream or a fantasy. This was reality. It was real, and you wanted to savor it while you still could.

Unfortunately, Mike was only a human, and he needed air. He pulled away, but only for a moment. He leaned his forehead against yours, and you took in a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. You could still taste him on your lips, and you felt like you were on cloud nine. It was so perfect, so perfect that it almost scared you.

You didn't know what to say; you were completely speechless. You didn't know how to process this. You just sat there, staring into his eyes, taking in everything about him. You didn't want to ruin the moment. You didn't want to do anything to mess this up. You were scared of what would happen next; you were scared to ask.

Mike sensed your hesitation, and his lips pulled into a smile. He pushed your hair out of your face, letting his thumb trace along your jaw.

"It's okay," he said in a low whisper, his voice almost husky. "I feel it, too."

Those three words. He had said those words to you before. It had been in a different situation, but it was something similar, something you remembered vividly. That time, he meant it as family. This time, you knew he meant it differently. You weren't just friends with him anymore. You were something more.

He leaned in, kissing you again, but this time, it was different. This time, you felt more than you did before. You felt like there were fireworks behind your eyes, and sparks were running through your body. You felt like your heart was on the verge of bursting as he kissed you, and your stomach filled with butterflies. You felt like you were falling, but you also felt like you were flying. It was the most amazing feeling ever, and you wanted to feel it over and over again.

But, sadly, all good things come to an end. Mike practically ripped himself away from you in an instant, and you blinked in confusion as he peeked around you. His eyebrows furrowed, and he side-eyed you before glancing back again.

You looked at him, wondering what was going on, until you heard a creak of the floorboards, and your blood ran cold. Mike's eyes snapped toward his watch, and you noticed how his concern shifted to confusion before softly getting up from under you. He brushed himself off, giving you a sheepish smile before clearing his throat.

"Abby?" he called out, sounding as sweet as ever, as he crossed the room and looked down the hallway. "What are... It's eleven, Abs! Why aren't you at school? I'm not supposed to get you for another hour and a half!"

You scrambled off of your bed, feeling your face flush as you made your way over to Mike, trying to catch your breath. You could hear the sounds of her footsteps coming up closer, and you pushed yourself against Mike's chest as if to hide behind him. You didn't want her to see you, not yet, not after everything that just happened between the two of them the day before.

"I had to walk home," she said in a sullen tone as she made her way towards the two of you. She didn't seem to notice you yet. "Why didn't you pick me up?"

"What're you talking about?" he asked, his confusion only growing. You peeked over his shoulder and saw how she stood there, arms crossed and glaring at Mike. "I told you I'd pick you up at noon."

"What are you talking about? It is noon!" she argued back. "Maybe you should be paying more attention to your watch."

At that, Mike squinted his eyes before rushing back into the room, leaving you without protection from her angry eyes. She noticed you rather immediately, and she seemed to be taken aback for a moment.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice low as she glared at you. You thought the most terrifying moment would be her finding out about the situation, but this was almost worse in terms of reactions. She looked like she could kill you in an instant, and she had no clue what was going on between the two of you.

You had a stare-down with her before turning your head towards the loud noise coming from the room. Mike had a hand to his hair, and he looked about ready to rip it all out.

"The time change!" he yelled in realization, and you thought that was the end of that. You could see how his eyes shifted from you to his watch and then to his sister, and he seemed to finally put the pieces together. "Oh... I'm so stupid. I'm so sorry, Abs, I didn't-"

"It's fine," she interrupted, and you could see her composure shifting as though she were trying to be calmer. "It's no big deal. I guess you were too busy with... uh... well..."

She glanced over at you for a split second, and you wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole. This was so awkward. You felt like you were going to throw up. How can a ten-year-old girl with a staring problem be this intimidating?

"Abs, don't start this again," Mike warned, giving her an annoyed glare. You thought maybe it would work this time. Maybe he would convince her to drop this subject. You were wrong.

"Again?" she repeated, cocking her head to the side and giving him a look of disbelief. "What am I doing?"

"This!" Mike said in frustration, pointing to her as though it would make her understand. "You're doing this!"

She seemed to ignore his statement, and you had a sinking feeling that she did it on purpose. "I'm sorry, did I interrupt something? Is there a reason why you're in my brother's room?"

"Oh my God," he mumbled under his breath, and you swore you could hear his eyeballs rolling back into his head. He then let out a loud groan and threw his hands into the air. "Can we just... I don't know. Maybe just talk about this later. Okay? I need to finish getting ready for work and-"

"Fine!" she hissed before stomping back down the hall, back down the stairs, and slamming the door shut behind her.

Mike let out a deep sigh as he plopped himself down on the bed. He dropped his head back and ran his fingers through his hair, letting out another sigh. You could only stand there awkwardly before slowly making your way to him, sitting beside him, and placing a hand on his shoulder. You tried to offer him some comfort, some sympathy for what was going on with the two of them.

"You okay?" you asked him softly, and he looked up at you. You could see the exhaustion on his face, but there was still something else there. You could see it in the way his eyebrows were furrowed and how his jaw was clenched. You could see it in his eyes. He had something else going on in that big brain of his.

"I don't know why she's acting like this. She doesn't hate you, I know she doesn't, she's just..."

He trailed off, and you got the hint that he wanted you to ask. You swallowed the lump in your throat before speaking. "She's just what?"

"I don't know," he repeated. "She used to beg me to invite you over, and now... I don't… It's like she's got some vendetta against you. I don't get it."

"Well," you started, trying to ease him into this conversation as much as you could. "I mean... Maybe she's just missing you? I know how close you two are."

"No, that's not it. She knows that I'm always going to put her first and that she's the most important thing to me, so she doesn't need to feel like that's changing. I'm still going to be her big brother, and I'm still going to love her and take care of her. I just have you in my life now, too, so... Oh. That's why..."

You nodded slowly, trying to tell him with your eyes that he was right on the money.

"Shit, I've been such a jerk to her," he sighed, closing his eyes tightly for a moment before rubbing them with his fingers. "I just get so stressed about everything, and I get mad. She's my sister; she's the most important thing to me, and I've been... I haven't been a good big brother to her lately."

"It's okay, Mike, really," you tried to tell him, placing your hand on his back and rubbing it in small circles. "You just have to talk to her about it. Preferably, when I'm not here."

"Yeah, no kidding," he snorted, shaking his head. "I just... I don't know what to do. I don't know how to talk to her. She's so good at this, you know? She gets under my skin so easily, and I can never really tell what I should be doing with her."

"I'm sure she feels the same way. She's just stressed out, too," you offered, trying to sound as sweet as possible to cheer him up. It didn't seem like it worked.

"Yeah, I know," he muttered. "I guess we'll just have to... Wait, what time is it?"

You glanced at your watch, seeing that it was half past noon. He jumped up off the bed, his eyes widening.

"Oh, shit," he hissed, running to the door. "I'm supposed to be at work by now."

"You really are just out of your mind today, huh?" you laughed, shaking your head in amusement as you watched him scramble around his room, getting ready for work.

He seemed to completely ignore your statement and continued on his frantic rampage to grab his necessities. Once he was ready, he shot you a glance, and you knew you had to get moving, too. He had already gotten you fired once, and you didn't want it to happen again.

"I'll catch you later, okay? I'll talk to Abby tonight and hopefully get some answers," he promised. You smiled at him as he leaned in, kissing you one more time. You stood there as he opened the door to leave, but then he stopped in his tracks and turned around, giving you a serious look. "If you don't want to... you know, Max's number is on the fridge. It's always there for emergencies or anything else. I know she'd be more than happy to watch Abby—even though I can barely pay her anymore."

"It's okay, Mike," you said with a smile. "Go to work. I'll figure something out."

With a quick nod, he left, closing the door behind him.

You thought about calling Max, but you decided against it. If you and Mike were going to have any chance at a relationship, then you knew you had to face Abby sooner or later. You might save the conversation for Mike and her to have, but that didn't mean you couldn't start proving that you weren't just some stranger who came into his life to steal him away.

You were going to make Abby see that not only you were worthy of being around her brother, but you were also worthy of being around her, too.

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desmond69miles · 6 months

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okay so… devil may cry….

dmc boys being overstimulated by a sex toy (vibe? fleshlight? surprise me :D)

this is what I’m SAYING.

Tags: use of sex toys (vibe/fleshlight), light overstim, a lot of c-u-m, heavy praise, sub dmc men.

Char. included: Dante & Vergil.

Dante [-: Dante loves having sex toys used on him. He'd be open to the conversation that talks about sex toys and is very willing to be your test bunny. He could possibly be a little too willing, wanting to immediately go to sex without the discussion of safe words and boundaries.

[-: I'd think he'd be open to most every sex toys, including toys that go up you or him.

Hips positioned above his face, one of your hands rested on his thigh while the other held a dark red stroker tight around his cock. Dante's tongue flicked around your hole and his hands were tight against your hips, keeping you flush to his mouth. Occasionally you stuttered when he hit a good spot, head hanging low as your hand loosened around the stroker.

"Fuck, baby, don't stop." He'd say as you quickly jerked him off, slowing down sometimes around his tip. He wasn't quiet and you knew it was pointless to get him to try to be quiet, so you could only hope the neighbors had a good pair of headphones. Dante's hips chased after your hand when you pulled off just as he was about to cum, a high and whiny whimper coming from your boyfriend.

"C'mon! I was so close." You giggled at his whining and pushed the stroker back onto his leaking cock. Pumping once, twice slowly just to give Dante a thought of a slow orgasm, only to speed up quickly. Dante's head fell back against the pillows as he groaned and whined, hips roughly snapping to meet your hand. It came on so quickly neither of you really noticed, Dante's cum painting his and your stomach.

A "Fuck.." was drawn slow out of Dante. You both laid in bliss for a little while before he roughly grabbed your hips and pushed you off of him, reversing the positions so now Dante hovered over you, pressing a wet kiss to your lips. "My turn now, babe."

Vergil [-: Vergil's not as open as Dante would be. It would take a lot more convincing to allow him to let you use a toy on him, like thorough begging. Maybe if you allowed him to try them out on you first would he allow you to try them.

[-: When he does allow you to use them on him, he's all quiet whimpers and groans. His fists are tightly balled up in the sheets, hips subconsciously pumping up into your hand.

Your hand is tight around the base of his cock, a small yet powerful bullet vibe pressed harsh against the underside of his tip. His thighs tensed, mind fighting off the urge to bend his knees to stave off the upcoming orgasm. His big hands were gripping the sheet below him tightly and his hips gently jerked up, head tilted way back into the sheets. 'He's gonna bite his lip off if he keeps biting down like that,' you thought. 'Cute, though.'

You knew Vergil wasn't above begging, and if you'd try to push him to the point of begging he'd shut down. So, your hand let go of his cock and the other pushed the vibe so his penis was flush against his lower tummy. Your free hand ran across his thigh, running up towards his hips, trailing up to his chest. You gently raked your nails across his muscles and watched his tummy flex.

"I-I'm going to cum." Vergil says so matter-of-factly, still so in character. "Go ahead, you deserve it. You've been such a good boy for me." You watched his face flex at your praise and you knew at the moment he wanted to shoot back but couldn't as his dick twitched, cum shooting and pooling where his tip was pressed into his stomach. "Good boy. Do you want another one?" You asked sweetly, Vergil's body going limp as he relishes in the waves of a powerful orgasm. Your husband let out a weak breath and a low 'no.' You hummed in response and shut off the vibrator that had been forgotten about. "I'll go get a towel and some water, alright? We can also take a bath if you want." You slid off the bed and put the vibe to the side, leaning over Vergil's head. Your still-lubed fingers brushed a strand of free hair off of his head and your lips gave a warm kiss to his forehead, cheek, and then a chaste one on his lips.

#dmc smut #devil may cry x reader #dmc x reader #vergil x reader #vergil smut #dante x reader #dante smut #vergil sparda x reader #dante sparda x reader #devil may cry smut

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wlntrsldler · 2 months

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PLS MAKE A FULL BLURB OR ONESHOT FOR LUKE AND A KNIFE KINK ID EAT THAT UP💔💔😭😭

ur wish is my command... MDNI

not canon for the plot!

505 | luke castellan

luke couldn't stand it. everyone seemed to second-guess him. oh, luke wouldn't it be better if we did this? what if we combined these two strategies? this doesn't make sense, luke! we should just stick to the original plan.

luke wanted to yell at everyone to tell them to shut up! gods, they were getting on his nerves. didn't they understand that what he says goes? he was the one enacting the plan for kronos. he was the one kronos approached. he was the one the titan trusted to lead the return of the golden age. not them.

maybe luke had gotten soft. ever since you joined his side of the fight, he supposed he's been a little bit pre-occupied with dealing with you. it wasn't his fault, though-- really it wasn't! it took two months for you to come crawling back to him, begging him to forgive you for ever turning your back on him, and two months was a long time for luke not to fuck his favorite girl dumb with his cock.

sure, he may have gone overboard on your first night (or first three days, more like) on princess andromeda, but he didn't care. now, though, since his loyal followers thought that they could run their mouth about how he was leading the cause, he started to care.

luke wasn't allowed to have a weak spot, but with you around, he feared that he was breaking that rule. that can't happen.

luke entered your shared room with a loud slam of the door. you were laying in bed, in one of his t-shirts and panties on, reading a book, patiently waiting for him to get back. he huffed as he stared at himself in the mirror, analyzing the creases between his eyebrows from his anger. he took off his shirt, wiping the sweat from his face, as you walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his torso.

you pressed your face against his toned back, feeling his heartbeat against your cheek, "you're tense, baby. what's going on?"

"nothin'," he muttered, playing with backbiter that was situated by his thigh, confined in its scabbard. "they're just pissin' me off. think they know better than i do."

"they don't," you began kissing down his back, letting your lips linger a bit longer on his scars. luke closed his eyes at the feeling of your hands traveling down his abs, stopping shy at his belt buckle. "need to blow off some steam?"

luke bit his bottom lip at the sound of your voice, all sultry and sexy. he loved it when you did this. it's like you knew exactly what he needed. "you offerin', sweetheart?"

"always, baby," you tapped his bicep to make him turn around. he faced you, leaning down to start nipping at the expanse of your neck. his hands gripped your waist, pushing you closer to his hardening cock. you moaned as he sucked on your pulse point, "you know i'm yours to use whenever you want."

luke wrapped your hair around his fist, pulling on it slightly to have you look up at him. your eyes were narrowed, pupils blown wide. you were a sight to see. luke leaned down to your lips, making you whine when he didn't bother to kiss you. instead, his teeth took your bottom lip between them and bit down. he sucked on your bottom lip harshly as he grinded his hips against yours. he let go of your lip, running his tongue over the faint bite mark he left on it. "i knew i could count on you."

your hands fiddled with his jeans, popping off the button as you sank down to your knees. luke removed the scabbard from his belt loop and had backbiter in his hand. you were unzipping his pants, palming his cock through the fabric of his jeans and boxers. your eyes were glued on his happy trail and his abs, mouth watering as you imagined the weight of his cock in your mouth again. it's only been a few hours since luke fucked you, but you were so cock-drunk that it felt too long since.

luke wanted to see your pretty face as you pushed his pants down. he took the tip of backbiter and led it to the underside of your jaw. you froze at the cold metal against your skin and luke thought maybe he'd gone too far by putting the celestial bronze against your neck, but then you moaned. and any restraint luke had flew out the window.

luke chuckled darkly at your reaction and dug backbiter harder into your skin, not enough to draw blood, but enough to force you to look at him. your eyes were wide and dark, silently pleading for him to continue his actions. your bottom lip was poking out into a pout and luke wanted to take a picture of you right now to keep for himself for later. you looked so pretty like this, on your knees with his hard cock in front of your face, wearing his shirt, and his sword poking your neck.

"you like that?" he asked, letting his free hand cradle your jaw. he licked his lips as you placed a kiss on his palm-- a thank you of some sorts for unlocking a kink within you that you didn't know you had.

"yes," you sighed, feeling his thumb caress your cheekbone.

"oh, my baby," luke cooed, voice dripping with a mean, teasing tone. he tapped your jaw with backbiter twice, motioning for you to get up. you obliged and luke spun the two of you around so you were both facing the mirror. luke was behind you, lifting the oversized shirt above where your panties started. he moved your hair to one side, placing backbiter back on the side of your neck.

luke met your eyes in the mirror and he couldn't help but let a wicked grin take over his features. something about knowing that he's the only person who could get you in a position like this made a fire erupt in his chest. he was never a possessive person, but when it came to you-- you were his and he was going to make sure you knew that.

"you're gonna watch me fuck you with my sword against your neck," he whispered in your ear, teeth grazing over your earlobe. "sounds good, sweetheart?"

"s'good," you purred, leaning your head against his shoulder blade. you were already delirious and he hadn't even touched you yet.

luke pulled down his boxers and your panties, groaning at the arousal that stuck against the fabric. you were soaking. he pressed his tip against your eager pussy, hissing at the tightness. no matter how much he fucked you, it always felt like heaven when his cock pushed into your folds. he could never get tired of this feeling.

you moaned loudly when luke was all the way in, trying your best to keep your eyes open as pleasure took over your body. backbiter was still pushed against your neck, the feeling of the cold metal and luke's warm body against your back was the perfect contrast. luke's hips snapped against your ass. the sound of skin slapping was like music to his ears.

luke's eyes wandered to your face in the mirror, tongue poking out the corner of his lips when he saw your face contort in pleasure. your jaw was ajar as you mewled around his cock, eyes rolling back as luke hit that spot inside you that had you seeing stars. he'd fucked you enough times to know exactly where it was. luke watched as your ass bounced against him, flesh turning red at the constant pressure against it. a part of him wanted to make it difficult for you to sit down tomorrow.

as luke was getting close to his release, he removed backbiter from your throat and tugged on your hair. his other hand grabbed your jaw harshly and forced your head to twist so he could put his lips on yours. he roughly connected your lips, drinking in the sounds of your moans as his tongue explored your mouth. you were panting against his mouth, all breathy and desperate.

"i'm cumming," you whispered. luke separated your lips, turning your head to face the mirror again. he wanted to see you cum on his cock. it was his favorite view.

when your jaw dropped and your eyes screwed shut, luke sped up his thrusts as he felt your cum coating his cock. your pussy tightened around him and he had to grab onto the corner of the dresser beside him to steady himself. he came with long, spurts of cum coating your walls as you watched him fuck his cum deep inside you.

luke collapsed on top of your back, accidentally kicking backbiter away so that it hit the bottom of the dresser with a clang. when he heard you whimper as he pulled his softening cock out of you, all he could think about was how he'd gladly let all the stress and doubts of his team get to him more often if it meant he got to blow off steam like this.

#frances writes #luke castellan imagine #luke castellan pjo #luke pjo #luke castellan #luke castellan fanfic #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan smut #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x yn #luke castellan x y/n #BARK!

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httpiastri · 2 months

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PERFECTLY FINE – OLLIE INTRO

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the middle of a season is not an ideal time for a heartbreak.

you would know.

but the season went on, and you had to push through it. you were never one to let anyone – especially not a boy – stop you from fighting toward your goals.

the round in barcelona was really rough, with a crash in qualifying and then no points in either race. austria wasn't a lot of help for the championship, either; you had to retire due to an engine issue in the sprint, and in the feature, you were shoved into a barrier by a trident driver and damaged the car too much to continue.

at least your home race was a better weekend. after having spent the week leading up to it at home with your family, you were recharged, relaxed, and focused on the task ahead. the weekend left you with a sprint race podium and valuable points in the bag – and more hope than the weeks before.

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somewhere in the midst of it all, ollie came into the picture.

it was on the way back to your hotel one day after media duties in the prema factory that ollie popped the question. he did it so calmly, like it was no big deal.

"do you want to have dinner with me tonight?"

but when you thought about it, it wasn't just "in the midst of it all"; ollie hadn't just materialized out of thin air. he was always there.

back in the day, he was there to help you out with the prema simulator when you struggled. he was there to give you tips ahead of your race weekends. and now, here he was, helping you get through your baggage with paul – intentionally or not.

you met him for the first time in late 2021, when you visited your dad in maranello for the fda scouting finals. then, you got to know each other more properly in 2022 when he first joined prema. even at 16, ollie was a gentleman through and through. even at that time, he was gorgeous; with a smile that could light up the whole world, freckles appearing on his sun-kissed skin when he had been exposed to the southern european sun. although you were in a series below him in both 2022 and 2023, you would see him around occasionally, and you always loved his company.

had you been too busy focusing on paul that you hadn't truly noticed ollie and how great he was?

here he was now, the truly perfect gentleman, standing right before your eyes. and he was asking you out on a date? how could you ever pass down that opportunity?

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his offer seemed casual – and yet, you had a feeling it was anything but casual.

that's why you spent about an hour stressed in your hotel room, digging through your luggage to find something perfect to wear. something cute, but casual. gorgeous, yet simple. if ollie didn't think of this as more than two friends just getting some food, you didn't want to be overdressed – but you also dreaded the thought of being underdressed in case he also thought of this in the same way you did.

a date.

your first date since paul – well, your first date ever, really – and it was with this beautiful, heartthrob of a man. you and paul never really went on dates, you didn't go through that giggly first stage of a new blooming relationship; you were just thrown straight into the passion, like getting on a roller coaster that starts with a massive drop. this was completely new territory for you.

the second ollie complimented your outfit (well, he said, "you look beautiful", and you chose to assume it was because of your clothes), all of your stress flew out through the window. he looked great, too – but for some reason, that didn't make you too nervous. in fact, you were calm as a millpond all evening. you felt like you could relax with him, be natural around him; you didn't need to fake anything or pressure yourself to be your most extreme self. his coolness made you chill and unwind, too.

ollie was a fresh breath of air. he was a cool wind, a slight breeze in your hair. it was refreshing, a nice contrast to the hurricane paul had been.

sure, paul had also been sweet, warm summer days. but sometimes, a slow and steady climate is easier on the heart than a crazy, unpredictable one.

dating ollie was hard.

with him still living in maranello, and your time being split between milton keynes and the prema factory in vicenza, you didn't have a lot of chances to see each other. sure, you saw each other in hungary and spa, but both of you were way too focused on your own performances to do anything else.

besides, you hadn't even defined your relationship to yourselves yet, so acting like anything other than regular teammates around the track was a no-go zone.

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but when you did find time to be together, dating ollie was so easy.

it was a walk in the park, a piece of cake. he respected your opinions, he took care of your needs. he said just the right things, the things you needed to hear. he was never late, he always kept his promises – and most importantly, he seemed to really like you.

at least that's what you translated his actions into. the way he squeezed your hand when he held it; the way he held you in his arms protectively when you watched a horror movie; the way his lips brushed your forehead when parting from you after a date night. all of the things he did were ways to express his feelings for you.

he didn't just use his body to show you. he loved to tell you.

he said it right before he kissed you for the first time. it was like he asked for permission, waiting for your smile and "i really like you, too" before leaning in and gently pressing his lips to yours.

he said it when you parted in the airport, going off to your respective homes; followed by a short "i'll miss you a lot" and "i'll call you when i land, okay?", telling you just how much you mean to him.

and he said it in a handwritten note hidden in the huge bouquet of roses that stood on the table in your hotel room when you came back from the last day of racing in belgium, the text followed by a heart and a simple cartoon bear.

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maybe love isn't supposed to be hard. maybe it isn't supposed to be complex, confusing, difficult. maybe the love you had with paul wasn't what you needed; maybe the simple love you have with ollie is just right.

your summer break was long, though not empty. the days were filled to the brim with workouts, millions of hours spent in the sim, and quite a lot of boring strategy meetings.

when your racing abstinence became too big, you went to zandvoort to hang out in the paddock. ollie was still busy with racing, but you were free from responsibilities – and like this, it was much easier to watch him do his thing.

you'd always admired ollie's skills as a driver, but these last few weeks, you'd also gotten the chance to open your eyes to other sides of him. how focused he is on his performances, how good he is at switching between his friendly and professional moods, how ambitious and determined he is when it comes to his racing.

but also how sweet he was to you behind closed doors, and how good the kisses he pressed to your forehead felt when you wished him good luck for the races.

maybe you needed to work on those good luck-wishes, though.

while paul had taken most of your firsts, ollie got the ones he left out.

first coffee date.

first picnic date in the sun.

first time staying over at a boyfriend's family's house.

first night spent on the back of his dad's pickup truck, cuddled up in pillows and blankets while watching the stars.

first double date with one of your old friends from back home.

the first boy to give you that teenage type of love; the one where you feel butterflies in your stomach every time you make eye contact, the one where every brush of fingers sends a shiver down your spine.

the first one to make you feel like you're the center of the universe, like his world revolves around you.

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being with ollie is so sweet. it's exchanging subtle yet meaningful glances when the room is filled with people who can't know; it's soft laughter in the middle of the night when discussing the most bizarre subjects; it's a rush of affection flooding your heart every time you hear his voice.

he makes you feel just the way you should; giddy, nervous, excited. like a thirteen-year-old girl thinking about her crush. but still, it isn't enough.

in every way, he is a great boyfriend.

so why don't you feel as much as you did with paul?

balancing a relationship and a race weekend was more complicated than you'd feared.

when monza rolled around, you were trying your best to keep your eyes on the price; although the championship win was out of reach, you were technically still in the battle for second place. you knew you needed every ounce of strength and focus to be able to get it.

your focus wasn't exactly helped by having your handsome boyfriend lurk around in the paddock and prema truck whenever you tried to get ready for your races.

sneaking around without letting anyone know about your relationship was hard. obviously, you couldn't keep yourselves completely away – you were both only 18, after all – but you had to be discreet. carefully intertwining your fingers underneath tables, shared giggles around other people who had no understanding of why you were suddenly laughing, secret kisses when everyone else had left the truck.

you did end up taking that second place, with both you and ollie winning a feature each; a great weekend. and you even managed to sneak around without anyone noticing, which was yet another win for you.

except, someone did notice. that someone being the only person you really didn't want to know.

paul.

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abu dhabi meant yet another race weekend where ollie was supposed to focus, but he easily got distracted by his lady. at least this time, you weren't racing, so it was only half the trouble of monza. you were just there as support for your team of four years and both ollie & fred, but trying to steer clear from paul as much as you could.

unfortunately for paul, he didn't steer clear from you as much. having you there was actually more of a distraction to him than to ollie. every single time he saw you, he wanted to leave the paddock – and every time he saw you with ollie, he wanted to flee the country.

you pretended like you didn't notice him, acted like you didn't care. but in reality, you felt as bad at the mere thought of paul being near again. you'd been away from him for almost two months, not even accidentally bumping into him at the prema factory between monza and abu dhabi. and now that you saw him again, you wanted to cry, because...

he looked even better than he usually did. his laughter was just as intoxicating as ever. his entire aura pulled you closer.

but at the same time, seeing him brought back all of the bad memories and emotions too. the arguments, the rage, the exhaustion. and when that happened, you felt perfectly fine about being with ollie instead.

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ollie's final race of the 2023 season ended in the worst thinkable way. the car shut down, and he lost the rookie championship. completely awful and worthless – until he finally got to be with you again after the race.

and there with ollie in your arms, his face nuzzled into the side of your neck as you comforted him, you couldn't have cared less about paul watching you as he strolled past the prema paddock.

the paddock that had once been his home, with the girl who had once been his comfort. the arms that had once wrapped around him instead.

how did he screw up this badly?

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Airheaded S/O Headcannons #7: Jinx (Arcane)

Starting off on a strong point, you are her everything.

She's known you since the days when Vander was still around.

You were the clumsy kid who competed with Ekko to bring her juice (Even if you always spilled it anyways)

You were the only one who managed to mess up worse than her

And as Powder, she used that to her advantage whenever someone called her a jinx

"Y/n broke five glasses yesterday by just standing, but I'm the jinx?"

But even back then it wasn't coming from a bad place, more of an understanding one.

Zaun didn't take too kindly to screw-ups, and you two were probably the biggest.

You weren't there the night everything went to shit.

So when you showed up to the bar the next day and both Benzo and Ekko were missing, you just assumed they'd quit and abandoned it.

A few days later and a man named Silco came in saying 'the bar was under new management.'

To which you replied with an 'okay!' 😃 just happy to have people again.

Then you saw Powder by his side and raced behind the counter to get her favorite juice

Only to end up faceplanting on the floor as you tripped, then proceeded to try again about 6 more times.

It resulted in Jinx smiling for the first time in days.

From then on, you're hers forever. No take backsies 😡😡😡

Whenever she wants to get away from the hallucinations voices, she'll stop by the newly renovated bar/brothel and watch you attempt to hand out drinks.

Seeing you spill it over the patrons and having them not being able to do a damn thing about it brings her so much joy.

She 100% babies you and makes Silco's henchmen do the same.

You cut yourself with glass?

Don't worry, Mama's here with a very colorful bandage and a kiss to top it off.

Having problems with the Enforcers?

Silco's paying them off (threatening them) so they leave you alone.

Inhaled too many toxic fumes and got sick?

Only soup and warm blankets for you. And cuddles. And mayhaps a bedtime story.

You are the only person allowed to call Jinx 'Powder'.

She'll kill anyone else

In Zaun, you have to be strong to survive.

And in your special case, you've punched someone harder than Vander with his gloves because they said something mean about Jinx.

The patrons at the bar all of a sudden don't wanna fight you when you make a mess.

Silco, although he despises anyone that tries to get close to his daughter, will tolerate you simply because you're too stupid to be a threat.

Although he does also like that you can hold your own if push comes to shove

He doesn't want a weakling to drag down Jinx.

It's a fact that Jinx is a brainiac when it comes to tech.

Whenever she's working on a new bomb or upgrading FishBones, she's always rambling on to you about how it works.

Even if you have no clue and stare all blank faced.

A look she adores and calls your 'thinking face'

She won't ever make fun of you for not getting things right away because you have so much more to offer than your non existent brain.

You've been there for her through everything and not once did you ever call her a jinx

Even now you don't call her by her new name.

She'll be having an episode, shouting at people who weren't there anymore, and you always wait for her to get her bearings with her favorite juice placed in front of her.

Jinx has two rules for any people that cross her path

#1 Don't bring up the Vander incident

#2 Don't call Y/n an idiot.

Anybody who tries the second is immediately shot on the spot.

No slander will be tolerated.

You two haven't officially asked the other out.

It's more of an 'I'm yours and you're mine' kinda thing.

Jinx likes to call you sunshine because you're the only light in a very dark world.

Other favorites include: sweets, baby, tough stuff, and the occasional toots

Jinx has never really had anything to call her own, so she will absolutely get jealous if someone has your attention for 1 second.

Why do you wanna even talk to anybody else? Is she not good enough anymore?

"I'm just trying to earn tips, but if you want me to take the rest of the night off I will. You're perfect, Powder."

And she's sobbing, smooshing herself against you to get as close as possible.

She's got you in a death grip saying 'she loves you so much' and 'that she's sorry' and 'wants you to keep working'.

But she makes you promise to take the next day off so she can spend the day talking your ear off while cuddling.

You're her everything, even if most of the time you're a bigger jinx than she is.

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Can you write a fluff/smut for Kill ‘Em All era James? Maybe like they’re dating and it’s their first time doing it together kinda thing idk just a thought, no pressure! :) (Jamesxfem reader)

My favourite James era 😋😋

I could sense where this was leading, James held me close as he hovered over me, his lips fighting mine.

Iloved it when we kissed like that, passionate and intense. It made me forget that we had to be quiet, his band members might hear if we were too loud.

The walls here were almost paper thin.

Both of us were nervous out of our minds to have sex for the first time, but we had talked about it, and we understood how much we both wanted.

We'd been together for months now and we were both still virgins, but we were ready.

We'd seen eachother completely naked many times in the past, it's just that somehow we had never actually fucked.

That changed tonight. We both knew what would happen once we started, neither one of us would last long.

"Jamie..." I whined softly, his labored breathing humming in my ears.

He didn't say anything, just kept kissing me, his hand on my breast, squeezing it gently while teasing my nipple with his thumb. "Ohh," I gasped, arching my back, pushing against him.

I wanted more. I needed more. I always did with him. He was everything. He was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. "Are you ready?" James asked, sitting up. Both of us were only in our underwear at this point.

I smiled slowly at him and bit my lip. "Yes."

My voice came out breathy and full of need. I stared at him, watching him push down his boxer briefs and kick them off. I swallowed, my body shivering from nerves. Sure I was scared, but James was the only man I'd ever want to take my virginity.

His dick stood proud in attention, I had to admit, it was perfect.

Big enough to stretch, darkish pink tip, and a thick vein that ran on the underside. I could hardly wait to have it inside of me.

The only reason why I took so long was because I couldn't stop looking at him. When I realized that he was waiting for something from me, I hurriedly removed my own panties and kicked them off.

He reached for me then, his hands landing on my hips. "You are absolutely gorgeous," he whispered, kissing my neck. "And the prettiest girl I've ever met." "You don't have to say that," I said nervously.

"I mean it," James muttered, reaching down to set a kiss on my clit.

I shuddered, my eyes closing as he sucked it into his mouth, but only for a second. "Fuck," he growled, standing back up and reaching behind himself for a condom. He ripped the foil package open and rolled it on awkwardly. I giggled at him as he finally got the condom on.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Don't laugh," he warned with a chuckle. I nodded, trying not to make fun of him.

I wanted this to be perfect. Well, as perfect as it could get, considering we had to be quiet. After all, he wasn't exactly experienced either. "I love you," he murmured, placing a kiss on my forehead.

I looked up at him with a big smile. "I love you too." James watched me. "Do you trust me?" he asked, a nervous look in his eyes. I nodded, my heart racing. I trusted him with everything. "Honey," he groaned, reaching for my leg.

"Bring your leg up." I lifted it, resting my ankle on his shoulder. He grinned. "Just like that." We made awkward eye contact for a moment before James exhaled, "Okay, you ready?" He asked gently. I nodded hastily, begging to feel him in me. He slowly pushed himself inside me, pushing through the initial stinging discomfort, making me wince.

He stopped immediately, resting his forehead on mine. "Shit, I'm sorry. You okay?" I nodded quickly.

"It hurts a bit," I whispered, unsure whether I should tell him or not because I really did want this. "Yeah, I know, should I pull out?"

I shook my head. "No, please don't." I whispered.

"If you change your mind, let me know, but I'll go slow. Okay?"

"Okay," I breathed, needing him more than anything else in the world.

James very slowly rocked his hips back, every single sensation running through the both of us.

I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He felt so good inside me. It was painful, but it was the best pain I'd ever experienced. I felt him pause again, waiting for me to tell him if it hurt.

I shook my head. "It's fine," I whispered. He gave me a tight smile. "I'm glad. I just didn't want to hurt you." I nodded, throwing my arms around his neck and holding on. "It's okay, Jamie, it's getting better," I forced out, trying not to whine too loud.

"You feel really good by the way." James chuckled awkwardly, his eyes almost puppy-like.

His transparency made me laugh, giggling softly.

"You can move now, Jamie," I begged him breathlessly.

He nodded, bringing the pace back.

I couldn't really believe it, I was actually having sex, and with James. It was perfectThe idea was still so new and fresh. It felt amazing though. I was having the time of my life. After all, it was my first time.

The pain was subsiding, which was now taken over by complete lust and pleasure. He felt perfect inside of me, I could hardly describe the sensation.

"Fuck, that's good..." I groaned, throwing my head back on James' pillow.

"You're so tight.." James' voice was exhausted, but his thrusts were full of life.

I bit my lip, trying to stay quiet, but failing miserably. I was making little whimpers and whines, unable to contain myself. My body started heating up, wanting to explode.

I clutched onto his shoulders, watching his face contort with indescribable pleasure. "You can go faster James." I whispered.

James grinning maliciously, quickening his hips which made me flinch and twitch underneath him.

"Jamie-oh James, come here..." I mumbled, reaching my arms around his neck to pull him down to me. I just wanted to be close, especially in such an intimate moment.

I never thought I would experience such intense intimacy with someone. But here I was, with James. And it was wonderful.

I could easily get used to this. In fact, I already had.

With every passing second, I wanted nothing more than to have every night be like this.

"I love you, baby," James whimpered into my ear, his body shaking with every thrust.

I felt it too. I loved him. I did. And the way he was looking at me, it was clear he was feeling it too.

This was what love felt like. I knew in that moment that I was going to love him forever, no matter what he did. "I- I love you too." I moaned softly into the dark bedroom.

It only took another thrust or two before James was panicking. "Fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum"" he uttered.

His eyes opened wide, staring down at me with an expression of desire. I smiled, gripping his hair tighter. "That's good. Come inside me, Jamie..." I breathed, thankful he had a condom on.

I reached down to rub my clit, my orgasm following behind his.

James' Body convulsed, trembling violently as he toppled onto me, filling the condom. It wasn't long after that I was spasming around his dick.

We held each other for a few moments, our hearts racing wildly. We were both moaning messes, falling down from our highs. "That was perfect..." James chuckled under his breath, kissing my cheek.

I ran my fingers through his long wispy hair, still catching my breath. "Perfect," I smiled.

James nudged himself up, gazing over at me. My cheeks went pink, running my fingertips over his light acne scars, one of my favorite parts about him. He was just so cute.

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dimepdf · 11 months

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★ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄. + 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

masterlist. / taglist. / tip jar. synopsis. the lovely feelings Gojo would experience knowing just how vulnerable he was to your roughness.

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IT WASN'T SHOCKING that everyone thought that Gojo was significantly stronger than he had ever shown anyone.

It was also just the fact that he never really felt the need to flaunt the mass extreme of his abilities in front of others out of the pure amount of boredom he would feel being all serious and how tiresome he would feel wasting his time fighting all the damn time, surprisingly, including over performing in front of you as well.

Because of this, it was only logical to assume from an outside perspective that he was the "strong" one in your relationship. Even if the blue-eyed man did not have an unfair advantage over you with his supernatural abilities, he would still be the one to carry the weight of having the most powerful legacy within his bored, lengthy fingertips from his hidden lean build.

Gojo frequently outshone you in strength, and that was just a result of your extreme inability to even remotely compare to the godlike level of power he possessed. However, as the saying goes, behind every strong man is an even stronger woman.

Gojo can recall the number of times your influence has caused him to feel genuine fear, even though you weren't unable to destroy demons with the snap of a finger, and that you have not shed a few tears after stubbing your toe on something.

Despite all of this, Gojo would openly admit that you were the only living thing to ever manage to strike genuine fear into his heart, as well as the only living being to actually harm him in any way.

There were times when you weren't even aware of your strength. Gojo would still wince when you would find something just too funny to the point where your body would react on its own, playfully slapping him on the shoulder or whacking the front of his chest, too caught up in your fit of giggles to see that you would manage to catch him off guard enough to knock some air out of the poor man's lungs.

So sure, Gojo had his powers, but you were strong in your way. And the mere idea of it would be enough to get your boyfriend worked up all by itself.

When you're with Gojo, you don't even bother to hold back, and he admits that he adores that about you a little too much on his part.

His silvery white hair was caught between each of your knuckles, Your nails not letting up from their death grip, and your fist balled up at the front of his scalp as his mouth parted, leaving wet kisses between your inner thighs to let out a needy vocal reaction from the tug you had at his scalp.

The raw, intimate feeling of Gojo’s mouth teasing at your sensitive clit made it impossible for your hips not to jerk against your soft duvet bedding, even despite his locked-in hold around the bones of your hips. the small indents of his fingers already leaving small marks that you both knew would mix with the warming brown of your skin into a bruising color later.

Even with his hands holding you in place, your hips somehow still managed to buck against his hold so easily, the newfound strength building from the promise of your third orgasm of the night fighting against the man with impossible ease.

You don't even realize that your hips are rolling involuntarily to the clouded thoughts littering your thoughts as you eagerly press Gojo's face closer between your legs, a low moan of impatience escaping from your throat, wanting him to do nothing more than settle the building orgasm that rudely threatened the proper wire of all your nerves.

Without embarrassment, his long finger's piston inside of you knuckle-deep, pairing almost too perfectly with the warmth of his tongue. The lewd, wet sounds reverberate through your shared master bedroom, making your body flush with a sweating sense of heat.

He made you feel so good that it almost started to hurt. Convinced at the thought of your bones having melted into some type of putty in Gojo's grip, and yet the sight of him lying on his stomach between your parted legs, with one knee bent lazily over his shoulder—the muscle tremor was barely noticeable if it weren't for the twitch of your toes, with the other one folded up—could barely be made through the tears that clung to your lashes.

Your breath was almost heaving at the piercing blue eye contact you had gotten back, and the flutter of his long white lashes almost tickled you as they brushed against the plush of your inner thighs. You could tell he was smiling with the telltale crinkle at the corners of his eyes when he would squint, despite his mouth being all too preoccupied with eating your pussy.

As he coaxed another orgasm from your poor, trembling body, you felt as if he was holding you captive. The whimpering release tensed you farther into your euphoria, having you lean your head back against your pile of pillows.

Your fist clenches tighter into Gojo’s locks at the slight slapping noise of your thighs squeezing together with Gojo’s face smothered and caged between the thick of them.

It takes a few moments along with a few breaths for you to come down from your climax, your legs unsensing and shifting quickly to something comparable to jelly as Gojo frees himself from your plush prison, wanting to laugh at whoever would consider you weak with a deep sigh accompanied by an all too happy famous beaming smirk.

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Me and Mr. Jones

Featuring actor, Eddie Jones

Back in 2003, I was working as a grip on a low budget film called Fighting Tommy Riley. It was 5 day shoot, but I was lucky enough to meet one of my favorite character actors, Eddie Jones. Best known to audiences as Superman’s adoptive father Pa Kent on Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman, when Eddie was on set, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. When he was off-stage, his broad, bright smile would light up the room. He was a sexy man for his age of 69 with his broad face, imposing presence and solid build. When he was off-set, his broad, bright smile would light up the room.

Everyone who knew Eddie as a friend, or had the good fortune to share the stage with him, was touched by his gentle and generous nature. He was very nice and enjoyed the attention I paid to him. Actually talked to me. What had seemed like just a cute, older guy on set turned out to be a seriously hot daddy for which I was developing a major hard-on. I enjoyed passing the time by watching him work, fantasizing about him being naked.

How much of that fur, if any, spread across the rest of him? Did being big of stature mean he had a small dick or was he one of "nature's surprises" like I'd met once or twice? I really wanted a chance to find answers to these questions, but knew it wasn't likely to happen. He's married, but we all know that does not mean a thing.

That evening, after a very good meal in the dining car, I began the walk back to my trailer. I saw him at the other end of a narrow corridor. Slowing as we approached each other, we exchanged pleasantries.

"Hey Eddie." I said as we came up to each other.

"Hi there! Did you enjoy dinner?" He asked.

"Oh, yes. It was great."

"Good."

It was clear he was on his way somewhere, so I stepped back against one wall to let him by. It turned into to a moment I'd never forget. Not only did he fail to avoid brushing against me as he squeezed past, but he made a point of slowing down and actually pushing his ass into me as he slid by. There was a relaxed feeling to his butt muscles against my crotch. I immediately went hard. I don't think I'd ever gone fully erect that fast. Ever. I didn't even know a guy could.

After he slid past me he looked over his shoulder and smiled. This wasn't one of his professional "have a nice day" smiles. No. There was a distinct twinkle in his eye. He continued down the corridor leaving me standing there staring after him.

"I'll be checking on you around 8:30." Eddie said without looking back.

"Fine." I replied with a dazed grin. I continued down the corridor, trying to smooth out the bulge he'd left in my pants.

At 8:30 sharp, I lightly tap on his trailer door. The door opened to those sexy blue eyes looking at me as he flashed that warm smile again. Eddie made a quick check to see if there was anyone to see me enter before letting me in. While stepping in he closed, locked the door in a single motion and we fell into an embrace, sharing a long passionate kiss. We began frantically pulling off our clothes. I didn't know if he was eager or just didn't have much time to "fuck around" before going home to the wife, but he wasn't waiting for any conversation. And I certainly didn't mind.

As his shirt came off I saw that, though not quite as hairy as some of the "chubs" I liked to see, but there was plenty of body hair to enjoy. His forearms were thick leading to those masculine hands I'd admired earlier. I continued down his stomach until it ended in a mostly black bush above his rising cock. I quickly dropped to my knees and took his dick in my hands.

His cut rod had a thickness that filled my mouth nicely as I slid my lips over it and took it down to its base. He exhaled slowly as he stood there, his hands on my shoulders. I could smell old fashioned cologne along with his natural musk. My tongue worked his fully erect shaft as I moved slowly up and down. I pulled up again to enjoy a good look at his knob before licking around the tip.

I pushed Eddie toward a nearby couch and he sat down. He leaned back and spread his legs wide allowing me better access. I worked my tongue around his dickhead as my other hand was feeling the hair on his balls. They were much larger and heavier than I'd expected. I thought about what his load might taste like. I took his dick in my hands, stroking up and down as I worked my tongue down under his nuts. I gnawed gently here and there, slowing the pace of my stroking on his dick. He moaned a bit, then a bit more. After a delicious minute or two he suddenly exhaled, "No!"

I was nearly knocked over as he jumped up. He was getting too close, too soon so I paused and waited for his cue. Whatever he wanted next, I was going to do my best to please him; not that I didn't have ideas of my own.

Earlier in the day I'd fantasized about what it'd be like to fuck him. Those fantasies were about to be realized as Eddie turned around knelt on the couch with his butt now at my eye level. I set in quickly on eating his ass. I covered his hole with my tongue and licked long, broad strokes up and down his crack. Starting low against the back of his balls and on up to where his crack ended at his tailbone. I continued slowly moving up then down again. He moaned deep and low. I could tell he was enjoying it as he squirmed a bit, pushing his ass back into my face.

I slid my tongue into his warm canal and continued to work my way in until I couldn't get my tongue in any further. Eddie continued moaning as I worked my tongue in and around. I felt him start to relax even more as he leaned forward laying his forehead on his folded arms, tipping his ass up a bit.

Eddie was breathing heavily when I finally stood up. He looked back without saying anything, but his sexy blue-eyed gaze told me he was ready for me to stick my cock in. I worked up some spit in my mouth, transferred it to my fingers and spread it around my fully erect cock. I set the tip against his hole and paused: this was the moment I wanted to last forever.

As the head of my dick slipped in he gasped. He was pretty tight and I didn't want to hurt him. So I kept the pressure constant while letting him take me in at his own pace, leaning back into me. Putting his hands against the back of the couch, Eddie rose up and pushed ass back and down on my dick. It was time to go in all the way.

"Yes…" Eddie moaned as he reached back to pull me against him, making sure I was all of the way in.

It looked so hot to see my cock was now firmly buried in. I pulled out and pushed back in. He turned back to face me again and I leaned forward to kiss him. We held a kiss as I worked his ass. He turned back to the wall and moaned as I continued, now moving a bit quicker. Every so often he would squeeze my dick with his ass muscles. I continued to pick up the pace. My fucking worked up to a solid rhythm, my balls occasionally slapping against him. He began moaning low. It was very quiet, but with an encouraging note. As I continued to fuck him his moaning grew louder. His ass felt so good that I knew I couldn't hold back much longer.

I was about to pop as Eddie pushed back hard into me. That was my cue to go for it. It was only another three or four strokes before I slammed up against him and held myself there, my dick in him as deep as it could get.

"Oh fuck!" I gasped as my cock began to throb, pumping my load into his ass. He was moaning and rocking, his warm hole enveloping my throbbing cock.

"Yes! Yessss…" Eddie said, ending in a whisper.

As my cock's throbbing lessened and I started to go soft I reached around and under to jack him off, but to my surprise, he had already cum. So I slowly pulled out and stepped back. Eddie stayed kneeling laying his head back down on his arms. I stared at his hole, now visibly open wider than when I'd first gone down on it. I could see traces of my cum as I watched the hole pulsing along with his breathing.

#Me and Mr. Jones #eddie jones #fan fiction #actor #american actor

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belle--ofthebrawl · 1 month

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Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2.6k

Pairing: Ifrit/Rain, mentions of Ifrit/Dewdrop/Rain

Tags: Public Masturbation, Semi-public blowjobs, possessive behavior, Cuckolding, kink denial on Dew's part but it's fine he's fine it's fine they're all fine.

Summary:

"Dewdrop." He finishes stupidly.

Rain shrugs, a strap of his camisole falling down one shoulder with the motion.

"My Dewdrop…" he muses, tracing patterns on Ifrit's thigh. "I like the sound of that."

Ifrit doesn't remember how the night began and he's certain he won't remember how it ends but that doesn't matter right now. Right now he's got a nice buzz going, a nice grassy spot under a tree to stare at the sky and his hand wrapped around his cock because hey. Why not.

If he concentrates, he can hear the others by the bonfire, still whooping and hollering as they dance and fight and fuck. He could join them but that would mean moving more than just his hand across his dick and he's not really feeling it right now. More interested in feeling himself. Maybe one of the others will stumble across, offer their own hand or mouth or even more but for now, Ifrit's intent on a little self-love.

There's no point in saying he's not vain because he absolutely is. This physical form had been good-looking to start with and when he found out he could modify it? Just by moving around or getting inked up? Siblings were practically lining up at the gate for his, heh, personal attention in the gym as a trainer. He was completely focused and professional during classes. But once that session was up? They knew where to find him.

Wasn't just the human Clergy either. Mist liked it when he wrestled with her, winner take all. Alpha needed the occasional beatdown too and Omega was perfect for when he wanted his ankles by his ears and a fat cock pushing so far into his guts he could taste it.

Just thinking about it made a pretty pearl of cum bead up from his tip. He smears it over the ruddy head with his thumb, rolls his hips as he toys with the slit and thinks about the others.

Dew was so cute to rile up. He could get spitting mad over some teasing and all Ifrit would have to do was look down and see where all the blood went. Only made the little guy madder, but all Ifrit had to do to apologize was kiss it until it was all better and the flush on Dew’s face was from pleasure and not fury.

Been a while since they hooked up, Ifrit thinks. A little bittersweetness lies in the memories, how Dew had found himself wrapped up in a new role and a new pack while Ifrit was left behind but he doesn't hold a grudge. Just wishes they could meet up again, see if he still has a temper or he’s gotten it under control. Ifrit's seen the way that multi-ghoul needles him, nothing short of a masterpiece there. He’d love to team up with him to make Dew cry sometime and his cock throbs in agreement.

Then there's that pretty water ghoul. Rain. Ifrit's been dying to get to know him all kinds of ways. See if he gets as wet as Dew used to, before his transition. He saw the two of them earlier, before the party really got going and okay, they looked good together. Dew looked downright snappy whenever someone tried to lure Rain away and that was just adorable. Like a dragon angrily guarding the first shiny trinket of its horde.

Monogamy isn't really a thing to the ghouls. Why would it be? Still, sometimes they can get possessive over each other. Dew's definitely got the worst case of it Ifrit's ever seen over Rain. He'd curled himself tight around the water ghoul, scenting him something fierce. Ifrit could pick it up from halfway across the field. And okay, it was a little cute. New love, and all that.

He blinks. Right, that's how he came to be here pumping his dick. He got so caught up in the vision of Dew and Rain and their entangled limbs, combined with the noises of a few threesomes happening, his mind laid out a beautiful picture of himself sandwiched between the two of them. Maybe he could coach Rain on how best to rile up Dew, get his little cock as red as his face. What to say to make his brow furrow even as he huffs out a too-quick orgasm.

Speaking of…

His balls already tight, Ifrit lets himself go and sighs at the way it aches when he does. He's got better stamina but he's been here a while, whatever he drank is working its dirty little magic on him and the night is still young. Wouldn't want to wear himself out too quickly.

If he listens, he can hear Mist crying in that perfect way she does when someone's licking her cunt and someone else is doing her gills. Belial, she's cute. Maybe he just has a thing for water ghouls, but who wouldn't with all their sensitivities and tendencies to get so wet. Maybe he should get up and join them, attack her gills from the other side and really get her going, get a few fingers stuffed up her cunt, make her squirt like she always does. His hand wraps around himself again and before he knows it, he's got his tongue in Rain's gills instead, frenching him from the inside while he bounces on Ifrit's lap, claws digging into his shoulders. Feeling Rain gasp for air as he creams around Ifrit's cock, Dew’s eyes dark with fury.

“You look like you're having fun.” Comes a soft voice and Ifrit chuckles, squeezing the base of his cock.

“Just thinking about you.” He says honestly, cracking his eye to peer at Rain. He looks good tonight. Always looks good but this is the first time Ifrit's seen him in something other than his uniform, a pair of light blue shorts that skim the tops of his thighs and a sleeveless shirt with thin straps and thinner fabric. Ifrit’s eyes lazily slide up and then firmly look back down, no shame. Dew’s not here to hiss and snarl, Ifrit's going to take advantage. As much as Rain will let him.

“We’ve never been properly introduced.” Rain muses, coming closer. “I know your name though. Seen you around. Seen some footage.”

“Do you like what you see?” Ifrit asks, angling himself so Rain can get an eyeful of his body, toned muscles and cock on full display. Like before. He's not shy about his own vanity. He half expects his confidence to intimidate the quiet water ghoul but Rain…Rain laughs at him. No one's ever laughed at Ifrit before.

He doesn't know if he likes it or not.

“Dew said you were cocky.” He drops to his hands and knees, tail coiling behind him. His eyes narrow as he comes up between Ifrit's thighs and smiles with a little too much fang for comfort. “He wouldn't be happy if he knew I was with you.”

“Then why are you here anyway?” Ifrit asks bluntly, trying to regain a foothold in the strange shift that he's pretty sure just happened.

“Because sometimes it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission.” Rain tells him with a nip to his skin that sends Ifrit reeling. No way this is happening. He can still smell Dew on Rain's clothes, smoke and anger and lust. So much lust.

"Isn't Dewdrop your, uh…" Boyfriend is the first word that comes to mind but it doesn't feel right. Too human, too exclusive. Packmate would be the best option yet it still feels too casual for whatever the hell those two have going on. He and Dew were packmates and they were never so touchy-feely as he is with Rain. He vaguely remembers Dew getting a little weird about Aether when he was first summoned but it still had nothing on how he behaved now. Rain seems to humor it and continue to do his own thing when Dew's not looking but he still doesn't want to get on the little guy's bad side and ruin any possibilities.

"Dewdrop." He finishes stupidly.

Rain shrugs, a strap of his camisole falling down one shoulder with the motion.

"My Dewdrop…" he muses, tracing patterns on Ifrit's thigh. "I like the sound of that."

His fingers tickle dangerously high and Ifrit squirms against the tree.

"Well," Rain continues thoughtfully, casually wrapping his hand around the base of Ifrit's cock, hiding the sudden flare of his tattoos as he begins to stroke him slowly. "My Dewdrop said he didn't want you touching me. So don't touch me. And we'll be alright."

Ifrit feels far from alright at this moment in time, but then Rain's bowing to dab his soft tongue to the underside and he can't find it in him to argue. The first gentle lap hits him harder than a punch, the second, somehow even worse. Rain entertains himself with Ifrit's cock like he's got all the time in the world; sliding the foreskin to and fro over the ridge, mouthing at the tip and going even lower to fit both of Ifrit's balls in his mouth. Going back up and rubbing his cheek against the head to smear the beads of pre cum all across his face.

"These are pretty," he remarks, so casual as if he was admiring a garden or a display of jewelry. Ifrit doesn't even know what he's talking about at first until Rain starts tracing the outline of his tattoos with his tongue. He got them done months ago, glyphs written and designed to further pleasure a partner. Maybe one or two thrown in so no matter how he thrusts, he always hits the best spots.

"Enchanted?" He asks, looking at Ifrit with his dark eyes, pressing a kiss to the shaft. Ifrit nods stupidly, fingers curling in the grass to keep from grabbing Rain's head and pushing him down again, make that pretty mouth drool with how Ifrit would fuck it.

"Thought so." Rain says with satisfaction. "I like the way it tingles when I touch them. Must feel good to get fucked by a cock like this."

"I've had no complaints." Ifrit gasps as Rain lays his tongue flat to slap his cock against it. He's such an active participant in his past flings that it feels off-putting to just sit here and let himself be…be toyed with. He doesn't even think Rain's blinked once since settling between his thighs and it's unnerving.

"When Dew calms down a bit," Rain starts, moving Ifrit's cock this way and that to admire all of his tattoos as they glow. "With this whole possessive thing. Maybe I'll ride it."

"Fuh-" Ifrit hisses as a large blurt of precum oozes out of his slit. Rain drinks it down then goes even further, opening his jaw for Ifrit to easily slide in without grazing any fangs. "Fucking, oh, oh that's good."

He's so pent up from touching himself earlier, thinking he wouldn't have to worry about stamina. Now he's got Rain making the sweetest, choked noises as he fucks his face on Ifrit's dick, nice and sloppy, getting his saliva all over Ifrit's balls while he gags on it. Ifrit's tearing up handfuls of grass as Rain brutalizes his own throat, moaning and trying to stifle his moans at the same time, lest Dewdrop catch them in the act and get royally pissed off.

Rain would probably just kiss him with a mouth of Ifrit's cum, his brain offers up and it's over.

He cums with a pained noise, faster than he'd like to but again he’d been working himself up decently beforehand and if he knew Rain was going to go to town on him, he would have saved his stamina. He tries to warn Rain with a stuttered exclamation as his body locks up. Rain just pulls away to tug at his cock and Ifrit starts praying Rain will put it back in his mouth and swallow but he keeps pumping his hand at first. Aims so the first spray lands thick over his eyelashes, the second glossing his full lips, smearing the head around before kissing it and pushing down to take Ifrit in, letting him finish directly down his tight throat.

“Fuck!” Ifrit shouts, hitting his head on the tree when he throws it back, trying to fuck Rain's mouth for the last few flexes of his cock. Rain keeps still, lets his jaw hang open as Ifrit pushes his cum back in as it drools out, relishing the slide of Rain’s tongue on his skin even as he slips into oversensitivity and the friction is too much. Rain lets him go with a final kiss and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand as he sits up tucking a lock of hair behind his ear. Ifrit's cum is dabbed off Rain’s eyelashes with his ring finger, also licked clean. There's something almost feline about him as he does it, looking so beautiful in the fractured moonlight coming down from between the branches.

"Can I," Ifrit starts. "Do you…anything?" He sounds stupid to himself and can't even imagine what he sounds like to Rain, staring down at him with a passive, unreadable expression.

"I already got mine." He says carelessly, flopping back and spreading his thighs to show off the wet fabric of his tight little shorts clinging to his cunt. Ifrit swallows thickly, eyes riveted on the way he drags his fingers softly over it. He can see the way they bump over the shape of his swollen clit and Ifrit moans right along with Rain when he rubs the tip of it.

"Swiss and Aether." He tells Ifrit, a subtle lift at the corners of his mouth. He raises a leg and uses the motion to flip himself over, lifting his tail to reveal another damp spot just underneath that's slowly drooled out enough cum to combine with the first one.

"Mountain."

Ifrit practically convulses with the longing stab of arousal the sight gives him, wheezing as Rain wiggles his shorts down to give him a better look at his well-used holes, swaying his hips and letting them gape for the briefest of moments, before shimmying his clothes back on and doing something elegant and twisted that results in him standing up, hand on his hip. Looking down at Ifrit with an amused little smile.

“Dew always forgives me if I confess everything. Helps to give him a demonstration too…So he knows what he missed out on.” It's said in such a blaisè tone for all the heavy implications in the words, Ifrit can't quite believe what he just heard. Just stares open mouthed at Rain with his soft cock wilting against his thigh and his ears ringing. Rain covers his laugh and leans close. Lets Ifrit get a nice view of his tits down his top as he takes two fingers, the two he'd touched himself with, and pets Ifrit's tongue. Before he knows what he's doing, he closes his lips around them and sucks, shivering at the faint taste of salt and sex.

“You're cute.” Rain says. “I hope I get to play with you again.”

He tries to say something but what exactly he wants to say he doesn't know. It just comes out as a stupid little uh-huh around Rain’s fingers as he withdraws them. He chases them but then Rain’s giving him a little head shake, wiping them on Ifrit's cheek and he falls back, defeated and stunned. Rain giving him that mischievous little smile the whole time.

“See you ‘round.” He says, tapping those same two fingers against his eyebrows, giving Ifrit a lazy salute. The fingers go from his temple to his mouth, where Rain spreads them and licks lasciviously in between with a wicked little wink before turning and walking off, leaving Ifrit to stare at the way his hips swing in well fucked and insouciant little half circles. How he's not limping is beyond anyone's guess.

“Damn…” he wheezes, head hitting the trunk. “Just… damn.”

What a night.

#Ifrit x rain #rain x dewdrop #ifrit x rain x dewdrop #nsft #cw cucking #damn i actually finished it really quick. that means there's something wrong with it.

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obeymevibes · 10 months

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― lucifer's assistant for the day

pairing: lucifer/mc

genre: fluff 🌥

"Alright, I'm here. What do you want me to start with?" your voice was laced with a stern and straight to the point tone. Lucifer slowly glanced up at you, sluggishly backing up against his seat like every muscle in his body ached. Your eyes danced around his face, studying his unreadable facial expression and body language.

You tried your best to figure out how harsh he was going to be that day. Your presence in his office wasn't for a positive reason this time. Just a lucky pass on the recent exam wasn't exactly satisfactory for an exchange student apparently. Not like you were kidnapped and forced into this but whatever, who's asking. Mammon completely flunked the exam so he was out scrubbing Lord Diavolo's castle, meanwhile everyone else was free to do as they wished.

The eldest had his usual dark circles shadowing his eyes, the white tips at the end of his hair breaking through the black dye. He noticed your staring of course, he always did. It was a real challenge to hide anything away from him, because he always found out the truth anyways. Standing in front of him, under his intense glare made everyone feel naked and exposed. His glare was terrifying and intimidating, so the uncertainty of how he felt about you at the very moment made you hold your breath. You preferred if he was angry at you rather than disappointed.

"Mc, don't be nervous. Come, sit." his own tone rivaled between gentle and austere, as if he was fighting back going easy on you like he always did.

Your lower lip slipped in between your teeth for a mere few seconds before you ambled towards him. Sitting down on the chair in front of his desk, you crossed your legs and began tracing small circles on your lap with your nails.

Although you hesitated for a moment, you had to say something.

"If you have to give me a lecture, just do it now. It's less scary than you saying nothing."

He slightly tilted his head before letting out a soft and somewhat mischievous chuckle. You raised your brows, squinting your eyes in suspicion and bewilderment.

"I will not be lecturing you today. I'm sure you understand how important studying is by now." he started, admiring the way your face lighted up. "I am actually quite delighted we can spend some uninterrupted time together."

The corners of your lips lifted, swiftly curving from a smile to a cute grin. "Really?"

"Now, don't look that happy. You will still proceed with your punishment." his puny attempt to prevent from mirroring your beaming reaction was failing. Seeing you happy made him happy after all.

You stood up from your seat, swinging around his desk in a rush and making yourself comfortable on his laps. You hung your arms around his neck, giggling when he sighed. You leaned downwards, planting quick, sweet kisses all over his face. He at least tried to make it seem like it annoyed him, but you know him better.

"Oh you really do have a soft spot for me."

Lucifer's hands soothingly rubbed against your thigh as he gazed into your eyes with a defeated look.

"Is there even a point of hiding it?"

#lucifer x reader #lucifer x reader obey me #obey me #lucifer #lucifer/mc #lucifer x mc #obey me shall we date #lucifer obey me

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bobaandasiandramas · 11 months

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The Truth Untold

Pairing: Lee Rang x F. OC

Rating: Mature

Trigger Warnings: Stripping of clothes, oral (both F and M receiving), small dirty talk, Rang getting his way, grinding, overstimulation

A/n: This is the longest chapter I have ever written. It's 17k. Thank you all for being so patient with me.

Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13

Rang was laying in his bed, Eun-ji curled around his body, her nose pressed into his neck and her fingers rested against the pulse point on his wrist. It was as if she was keeping track of his beating heart. She wasn’t in a deep sleep, in fact anytime the fox shifted her eyes would snap open, fearing that something terrible was happening to him.

In those moments, despite the throbbing pain he felt coursing through his veins, he would whisper that everything was fine and press a kiss to her forehead or hand. She'd looked worriedly at him, trying to force herself to stay awake but he would lull her back to sleep with the tips of his fingers on his free hand.

"Thank you, Fox."

They had agreed to talk when he was feeling better but he really just wanted to get the discussion done and over with. The fox wasn't sure how the conversation would go, was she angry with him? Possibly, but right now she just seemed too worried to process any other emotion. He would have to let her know he was ready in the morning, which was only a few hours away.

He knew he shouldn’t feel surprised that she figured out he was a fox. Things were getting messy and now that Imugi seemed to be using him in ways that were not agreed upon - he feared for Eun-ji. He knew she was pulled in by Eoduk Sini and he was worried what she would have to face next.

Rang looked over her body, she had some small injuries, thankfully nothing like he was going through. It still made him angry. Suddenly, another pain shot up his leg and he grit his teeth tightly to fight the urge to jerk from it. He didn’t want to disturb Eun-ji anymore. He could tell she was exhausted and could only imagine what her brain was going through as she was learning all these new things about herself.

This wasn’t the way he wanted to tell her about their world - but nothing could change it now. He noted she was still wearing the wolf and fox necklace he bought her. He felt his chest fill with something he never felt before. He knew deep down that he loved her. He finally admitted it to himself. He would do anything he could to protect her - even if he couldn't admit his feelings toward her.

Lee Rang wasn’t sure what time it was anymore, but he laid there fading in and out of sleep until Eun-ji shifted as the sun started to peek through the cracked curtains. The wolf nuzzled into him before moaning in a stretch. Her eyes slowly cracked open to meet his own. Said eyes widened a little in surprise - apparently not expecting him to be staring back. “Morning Wolf.” He whispered.

“Morning Fox.”

He gave a weakened smile. “Do you want to talk now?”

Eun-ji frowned at him and thought for a moment. “I only want to talk when you’re feeling better.” She answered.

“I feel better.” He lied.

She stared at him for a moment. “I highly doubt that. Is it your preference to just talk now? I just want you to rest.” She spoke softly.

“I would prefer sooner than later.”

“Okay.” She bit her lower lip thinking about how she wanted to start. “You’ve always known I was a wolf." She watched him nod his head in agreement. "Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Would you have believed me?”

She shook her head immediately. She didn't even believe Lee Yeon at first. “Probably not at the beginning. Maybe after we started getting closer. You know that I trust you the most out of everyone I know, right?” She sat up on the bed, allowing him to shift upward as well. "Do you know who I really am?" The wolf was nervous for his answer, what if everything they went through was just another twisted joke to play on her? She twisted her fingers in her lap. She didn't want to think like that of Rang and her heart started to twist with the tiniest inkling of it being true.

Rang watched her, the uncertainty coursing through her veins and making her scent a little sour to him. He placed his hand gently over hers, giving a small squeeze before speaking. “The truth is that once we realized you had no idea about your wolf self I wanted to find out who you were first. I didn’t know how you were going to react or if you would accept the truth." He used his free hand to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. "When we first found you, you were so frightened and nervous. I wanted to do this carefully, ease you into it all.”

Eun-ji nodded her head. “I understand. It’s a lot to accept. I know a few days ago I told you I had a memory come to me, but it's been more than that. I've had bouts of memories. They're all memories of my wolf self. I can clearly remember some while others are hazy and I don't get to see the whole picture. If I told you about them then maybe we could have figured them out together. But I also thought you were human and I didn't know if you would think I was crazy." She turned over her hand and laced her fingers with his.

"I’ve seen things recently that lead me to believe I can unlock all of my memories. It could also potentially unlock some for other people, people who should remember me - like Yeon. He appeared in a few memories."

Rang felt his heart jump at the confession she just dropped on him. "You knew Yeon before?"

"Apparently, I knew him when he was the Mountain God. The memories are fuzzy, extremely fuzzy. But he's there and I'm there and we talk in these memories. I had one when we were locked away in our minds. I don't remember much of it though, just that we were on top of the mountain and I was upset with him. "

Rang's head was spinning. If Eun-ji knew Yeon as the Mountain God, then could it be possible he knew her too? He was more invested in her past now than ever so. "What can I do to help?"

"From what I saw in my memories is that there is an oblivion box at Kyong’s place.”

Rang stiffened as he gripped her hand tighter. That bastard definitely knew more than he led on.

Eun-ji’s thumb rubbed over the back of Rang’s hand. “The Wolf Spirit is the one who gave it to his family so many years ago. I think my memories are locked inside.”

“We can go get them if you want.” Rang started to sit up but a hand on his chest pushed him back down gently. He was confused, staring at the hand on his torso and then over to the female it belonged to. “Do you not want to go?”

The wolf shook her head. “ I do, but not right now. You’re my first priority. I want you to be better first.” She smiled at him.

“Are you sure? These are your memories that we could be talking about.”

“I’m sure.”

They stayed in silence for a moment before the fox spoke again. “I apologize for not telling you. I thought I was going about this the right way. You must have been confused.”

“Rang, seriously, it’s fine. Please don’t worry about it. I really just wanted to know why you didn’t say anything. I guess at first you tried to when you greeted me as ‘Wolf’. The only thing I want now is to get to know the real you, there shouldn’t be anymore reasons for secrets. The people in my life are more connected than I realized and I just want to put the story straight. Like Yeon being your brother.”

“Half - brother.” Rang corrected her.

“Still - I’m surprised that it didn’t come up sooner. Though, you don’t normally get along with him - do you?” She didn’t wait for an answer. “I now understand all of your secrets of the work you were dealing with. Thank you for trying to keep me safe and out of the loop of your business.”

“This wasn’t how I was expecting this talk to go. I honestly thought this was going to be harder on you. I guess you did have a few days to think about it all.”

“Yes, but things also surprised me - like you being a fox - but that makes things a little better as well. I was worried about you being a human and finding out I was a wolf for real.”

Rang went to chuckled but a pain shot up his leg so it turned quickly to a hiss of pain. He clenched his teeth tightly as if to hold back any sounds of pain. After a moment the pain subsided and he opened his eyes to see Eun-ji looking at him in worry. “That face doesn’t suit you wolf. Where’s the smile you always give me?”

“I don’t like seeing you in pain.” She stated. There was an idea that shot into her head and she wasn’t sure if it would work at all. Lee Yeon has told her that wolves could heal others, could she heal Rang? She had to try. There was no way she’d let him stay like this. “Can I kiss it better?” She asked him softly.

Rang smiled at her, amused with her sweet gesture.lo “You can try if you want.” He replied.

Eun-ji blushed and shifted to her knees causing the fox to move back so he rested against the headboard. He gave her a knowing look as waited for him to be settled in his spot. She had put together that he didn't realize what she was going to try - but she wasn’t sure if it would work anyway. Once the fox was settled she shifted closer to him, placing her hands on his shoulders and she carefully crawled over his lower body. “Is this okay?” She asked.

Rang reached forward, wrapping his hands around her thighs and tugging her closer to him. His ears picked up the soft gasp as he did so. He sat her comfortably on his lap and looked up at her eyes. “More than okay my wolf.” His voice was soft and husky and he felt a shiver run down her spine.

The wolf pressed her lips to his in two short kisses before landing a much longer kiss on his lips. At first she did nothing but kiss him, his hands sinking into her hair, their heart rates increasing steadily, mouths moving against each other opening slightly in needy kisses. It was when she decided to sink her hands into his hair that his hands slid down to her waist, grabbing firmly but not too tight.

Eun-ji focused on imagining that she was pulling the pain from his body and into her own. It took a moment before she felt a tingling sensation around her and the kiss became a little more desperate, Rang’s hips bucked up once as the wolf licked his bottom lip. A groan left the male’s lips as he tasted her.

The wolf could feel the pain seeping in more and more, and she kept pulling it in while the fox was unaware. She didn’t want to stop until all the pain was gone from him, she was determined even as she felt herself getting weaker.

It was then that Rang noticed something was wrong, there was a strange sensation that he felt running through his body. He tried to pull away only for the headrest to be in his way. Eun-ji had him trapped between her and the bed frame. He bucked his hips again hoping to throw her balance a little bit, but she kept him pinned down in his spot. Quickly he opened his eyes and was shocked, Eun-ji’s whimsical ears and tail were glowing a bright blue. Since she wasn’t letting up he took matters into his own hands, cradling her head he started pressing his lips harder against hers, pushing forward to have her leaning back, he flipped her over to the side, his lips still locked on hers as he hovered over her body.

He didn’t want to stop kissing her as she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled his body flush against hers. The more primal part of his mind was running the show as he found himself grinding into the apex of her thighs. The now obvious bulge in his pants brushed against her core causing them both to moan loudly and he used this moment to rip his lips from hers.

The results were instant for her. The pain that she collected from him hit her all at once and she cried out in shock, her eyes opening as she gasped loudly before snapping her teeth tightly as she gritted in pain.

“Wolf, what did you do?” Rang asked through his labor breathing. He frantically looked over her body, unsure what he should do as she curled into a tight ball. He noted her eyes had flashed a bright blue and in his memories he thought of the time he first saw them that color. It was when he first met her.

“Yeon told me wolves have some great powers. I tried to heal you.” She whimpered as she felt his pain run its course through her body, waking every fiber of her being.

“Why, why would you do that? Don’t ever do that to yourself ever again.” He carefully looked over her body, hands hovering over her, unsure if he should or could touch her. He then looked down at his leg, it wasn't healed but he felt great.

She saw his wound as she pushed the pain down deep in her body before she threw him a tired grin, ignoring his concern. “It didn't heal, so maybe I just took your pain. It feels a little better, right? I don’t know how long it will last but if it is some relief for a little while then it was worth it.”

He was still looking at her closely, even though it seemed like the pain didn’t last long for her, he hated that she did that to herself. “I don’t want you to hurt on my behalf.”

“Oh well, too bad tough guy.” She chuckled before leaning up and pressing her lips to his. Before she could pull away she felt his hand sink into her hair and held her to him. His lips worked against her own slowly and she never felt anything more right.

Once he finally released her, they were both panting slightly, the tenison of wanting something more was felt in the air but Rang pulled away some. Now was not the time for that.

“Let’s nap some more, and if you’re feeling up to it - I’ll take you to that loser’s place after to look for the box.”

She nodded her head but knew they wouldn't be going there for a while and she was okay with that. She wasn't going to push Rang when the poison was still running in his veins.

*****

When Eun-ji woke up later that morning, she decided to let Rang sleep as much as he could. Quietly she detangled their limbs before slipping out of the bed. The house was quiet, and she found Yuri sleeping in the other bedroom.

The wolf moved to the kitchen quietly, setting a timer for a pot of coffee to go off in half an hour and pulling out some supplies to make breakfast. She decided on making dakjuk, it would take some time but the meal would be good for all of them. She first started washing and soaking the rice before cutting up the vegetables.

She was a little lost in her thoughts, trying to recall the memories that have most recently arrived to her. She remembered being on a mountain with Yeon and she was mad or upset with him. He looked guilty as she yelled at him but she couldn't recall the words she said. She remembered sinking into his arms, heavy with her feelings and he held her with such care. She knew the two of them sat that way for quite some time. She hoped if she replayed it in her head then she would finally hear the words she spoke so harshly at the fox. Nothing came to her and so she grew more and more disappointed.

Eventually the coffee maker kicked on, and the scent of the ground beans filled the air. She looked down in front of her to see that she had absentmindedly started prepping the rest of the ingredients. The wolf took a moment to pour herself a cup of coffee when the soft pit-pat of feet caught her attention. She looked to the entrance of the kitchen, ready to greet them.

Yuri swept into the room, the scent of coffee had pulled her out of her bed. "Morning Eun-ji." The fox greeted her with a tired smile.

"Good morning Yuri. I'm making dakjuk for breakfast, it shouldn't take much longer. Is that okay for you?"

"Sure, sounds fine. How was Rang last night?"

Eun-ji shrugged. "I don't think he had the best sleep which is why I let him sleep for now." She told her friend about taking his pain away that night and how she hoped it helped - it has seemed to at least for a little bit. The two females sat in silence after that while breakfast was coming together. The wolf added the vegetables to the pot and started mixing occasionally. The vixen took slow sips of her coffee, enjoying the subtle sound of kitchen work.

Rang appeared in the doorway sometime later, right before breakfast was done being cooked. He limped on his leg slightly as he crossed the room to the small island table Yuri was sitting at.

Both females watched him closely from their peripheral vision to make sure he was doing okay. "I made dakjuk for breakfast." Eun-ji stated as she started pulling bowls out of the cabinets. “Would you like some?” She questioned and was pleased by the head nod as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

Rang gave her a soft smile. "Thank you Wolf." He could tell her mood was lifting as her scent started to fluff out. He watched her place the bowl down in front of him. The food smelt devine as usual and he felt his mouth water a little.

Eun-ji served Yuri and then herself before sitting. "I have to go into the clinic today. I really don't want to but I have no idea if Shin-Joo is going in with Yeon still being out." The wolf spoke softly. "Will you be okay?"

Yuri answered before Rang could. "I'll stay here today and make sure Rang doesn't push himself."

"I'm not a child." Rang hissed through his teeth.

"I wasn't saying you are. You were injured badly and the poison is still in your veins. I just want to make sure that you're okay." The wolf sounded a little hurt at his response.

Rang looked away and sighed. "I understand. I'll be okay. Yuri will make sure of it."

The rest of breakfast was sat in a slightly awkward silence. Each of them had something weighing on their minds but none of them wanted to discuss at the moment.

******

The yellow lab stood at her side, tail wagging and feet tapping on the ground. The happy personality faded away once he realized that they weren't moving. Anastasia barked impatiently causing the female to snap her attention away from the building she was staring at.

Eun-ji shook her head and looked down at the puppy. She wasn't sure how long she was standing there. She wasn't even sure how she ended up here. The original plan was to take Anastasia out for a walk around the block but somehow it turned into a walk to Kyong's apartment building. Thankfully she hadn't seen him outside or vice versa considering she fell into a daze and could have easily been approached without notice.

For a brief moment she thought about going in and asking about the box that could be holding her memories. Along with anything else he might know. As the wolf went to take a step forward she felt her whole body tense up, anxiety filled her veins. She didn't want to go in alone and even though she had Anastasia with her, it wasn't the same as having Rang with her. Now that she thought about it Rang would be unhappy she went without him.

The wolf also suddenly felt like someone was watching her. She took a look around her, searching the shadows for glowing eyes. It wasn't even dark out and there were plenty of people walking around but she could feel it. A shiver ran down her spine and she tried to pinpoint exactly where she felt the person was.

Anastasia barked impatiently and whined at the female. He jumped up, placing his front paws on the female's thighs, giving a grumble as he nipped gently at her fingers. As he saw her shake her head and look down at him, he sat on his rear and grumbled again before tugging her pant leg with his teeth.

“Okay, okay. Sorry pup, let’s go.” She started walking again, the yellow labrador trying to tug her quickly. She looked back over her shoulder and her eyes widened at the man she saw standing there. She was so surprised that she stumbled over her own feet and fell. Hurriedly, she brushed her hair from her face and looked back again, this time no one was there. Before she could think about questioning it more, there was a puppy licking her face. “Ah, okay, okay!!” She jumped up to her feet and decided she should probably get out of there quickly.

Most of the walk back to the clinic wasn’t bad - at least that she knew of, her mind wandering back to the man. She knew she saw him before in a few flashbacks and it made her stomach twist.

She stared at the box in his hands, flight or fight was racing through her head. She knew he said she would forget, that they all would but she didn’t think it would have anything to do with an obliviation box.

“IS IT NOT?!” Duong growled at her.

“Y-yes.” She whimpered and looked down.

It was him. It was Duong, the wolf spirit. Was he really there or did she imagine him? She bit her lip and looked back behind her. There wasn’t anyone following behind her but she felt her steps quicken, like a child who is running up the stairs from a dark basement escaping the monsters below. She made it back to the clinic in record timing, Anastasia was extra excited from the sudden ‘race’ that the woman started.

Once in the building, Eun-ji locked the door and found herself gasping for air while her legs shook. Her back slid against the front door as she crumbled to the floor. ‘It’s just all in my head, right?’ She thought to herself when suddenly a chewy toy was dropped into her lap. “You don’t let anyone think about stuff, do you?” She joked fondly as the distraction was more than welcomed. She sent a text to Rang to check-in and see how he was doing, but she knew she was doing it a little more for herself. She needed a little comforting and seeing him reply gave her heart the flutters that she needed.

She kept the hospital closed that afternoon as discussed with Shin-Joo. So she sat there and played fetch with Anastasia for a little while. She fed the rambunctious canine and gathered her things before leaving. She pulled out her phone and dialed the person whom she wanted to hear the most.

"Hello Rang." She greeted him with a smile on her face that could be heard in her voice. "How are you doing?"

The fox responded, sounding a little winded. "I'm okay sweetheart. Are you on your way home from work?"

She bit her lower lip. "I'm going to meet Shin-Joo for a little bit at the Snail Bride and check on Yeon."

"You're walking alone?" He sounded annoyed and concerned.

"Not exactly. I have you with me right now."

"Okay, I'll talk with you until you get there." He sighed, happy to know when she would arrive safely. "What time should Yuri get you?"

"No worries about that. Shin-Joo agreed to drive me home after. You stay home and let Yuri take care of you."

Rang scoffed and rolled his eyes. "She's being a little insufferable. I'm not broken but she's acting like I am."

"No, but you are hurt. We're both concerned about you. I only went to work today because I knew you'd get annoyed with both of us fretting over you. I also had to take care of Anastasia."

"You could have stayed. I would have sent Yuri to care for the dog and go home."

She giggled at him before the conversation went quiet. The wolf had been keeping track of her surroundings but suddenly she felt it again, the watchful eyes of someone. She stopped in her tracks, she had mixed emotions of looking over her shoulders. She scolded herself mentally and started walking again, this time with a faster pace.

"Darling, are you okay? Your breathing changed." Rang shifted to sit alert, ready to run out the door if needed.

"Huh? Oh no, I just had a weird feeling. I'm almost to the restaurant. Do you want me to pick up dinner on my way out?"

"Don't change the subject so quickly. Food is fine. But I don't like that you feel uneasy. Always trust your gut." His mind was racing, what if it was Imugi? She wouldn’t know what he looks like so she could stay away from him. He started to shift in his seat.

"Don't worry handsome, I started walking faster. I see the sign for the front door."

"You're staying on this phone until you're inside and I hear Shin-Joo greet you." Rang stated. He needed to know she was safe, his gut had been twisting the whole time that her breathing increased.

The doorbell chimed in the background, signaling her entry into the restaurant. Eun-ji greeted the owner and moved toward the back where she found Shin-Joo sitting at a table waiting for her. "Eun-ji, hello." He greeted her.

Rang let out a sigh of relief. "I hear him. I'll let you go, darling."

"Okay, see you soon honey."

The term of endearment made him smile. "Let me know when you're on the way." He waited for her to hang up first.

Eun-ji looked over to Shin-Joo who was giving a knowing smile. "How is Rang?"

"He said he's okay. Last night he was in pain and I tried to heal his leg, but it only relieved him of some of his pain. He wasn't pleased with me for it. He told me he doesn't want to see me hurt."

"Wow, I'm impressed you were able to take some pain from him. Your powers are incredible so you should learn how to use them properly. But I also agree with Rang, no one wants to see you hurt."

"Yes, yes. Let's go see Yeon." She spoke quickly trying to change the subject as she grabbed his arm and tugged him toward the back. She reached forward to open the sliding door only for it to open before she could touch it.

The woman on the other side of the door stared at her. "Who are you?" She questioned before her eyes slid over to Shin-Joo.

"Ah, this is my friend and employee - Mae Eun-ji. She also knows Yeon and came with me to visit him." Shin-Joo introduced the wolf.

"Oh, it's nice to meet you. I'm Nam Ji-a, Yeon's girlfriend." The woman bowed politely.

Eun-ji bowed in return and her eyes skimmed over the other woman’s body. She noticed the female looked tired. She probably spent most of the day watching over Yeon. "Very nice to meet you as well. Are you heading out?"

"I am. It's been a long day. Have you known Shin-Joon and Yeon for a long time?" The way her tone of voice hinted she was asking a deeper question.

Eun-ji was able to pick that up. She had remembered that Shin-Joo stated Yeon's girlfriend was aware of their true identities. "I've known Yeon longer than I can remember.” ‘Literally.’ She thought to herself. “ I’m not a fox though. I'm a wolf." She explained.

Ji-a's eyes widened. "A wolf?"

Eun-ji smiled and nodded her head.

Ji-a looked conflicted, she wanted to stay and talk more but she was exhausted. "I'd love to talk sometime, I'm exhausted. Shin-Joo, can you let me know if or when there are any updates."

"Of course. Take care and have a good night." The three of them bid each other farewell.

********

Eun-ji returned home, waving Shin-Joo goodbye before entering the building. She felt bad for her boss, he was acting so strong but she could see the tears gather on his lashes as he talked softly to his best friend. Yeon had not moved a muscle during their entire visit, it almost felt like a funeral.

She opened the front door to see Rang and Yuri sitting in the common area, watching something on the television. She slipped her shoes off and walked into the room.

Rang's attention immediately snapped over to her and he greeted her with a soft smile. "Welcome home Wolf. How was your day?"

She froze for a split second, Rang looked pale with dark rings around his eyes. "Rang…"

He knew exactly what her worry was. "I'll be okay pup. Let's eat the delicious food you brought."

"Sure. I'll get it on plates." She wasn't convinced but she didn't want to upset him by arguing before he even got to eat.

"Oh, I'll come help." Yuri stated as she all but jumped off the couch and joined the wolf in the kitchen. Once away from Rang, Yuri almost broke down. "He doesn't want any help. He's been in pain all day. Eun-ji I'm worried he won't get better and that the poison will win."

Eun-ji frowned, she was saddened but she needed to be strong for Yuri. "It's okay Yuri. I will take his pain from him and hopefully that will give him the strength he needs to heal. I could try to heal him but I haven't had success with it yet. I worry that it is a power that is locked in with my memories."

"Thank you Eun-ji. It's a comfort to know you are worried as well. Thank you for taking care of Rang. I fear you're the only one he will let help him."

Eun-ji frowned. "He doesn't want me to help."

"But you will anyway." Yuri spoke softly.

"Yes, I will anyway."

*****

After dinner Rang excused himself to his bedroom while the vixen and wolf cleaned up dinner. Eun-ji did notice that he took a bottle of wine with him. If that was his way of dealing with the pain - she rather him ask her for help. Drowning it out wouldn’t truly help.

Yuri decided she was going home for the night and would return the next morning. Eun-ji bid her farewell at the door, locking it before heading around the house to turn out the lights. She headed toward Rang's room, he was sitting up in bed, his back against the headboard sipping the wine straight from the bottle.

She took a moment to just look at him and her heart cracked a little at his depressed expression. She knocked on the door frame and she watched him mask his emotions. "Want some company?"

Rang stared at her, knowing he couldn't turn her down. "Go get your blankets and bring them here."

Eun-ji gave a questioning look but did as told. Once she returned she found Rang standing to the side of the bed. "You should be resting." She spoke while holding the bundle of blankets.

The fox smiled at her. "Make your blanket nest first. I want to sleep in it with you."

Eun-ji nodded her head and quickly went to work. She didn't know why but she felt like this needed to be perfect, so she worked diligently, fluffing them just right and making sure they were right enough to feel around them but loose enough that they wouldn't feel claustrophobic. Once she was pleased with the set up she turned her attention back to the fox. "All done."

Rang was pleased and slid into the nest as noises of content escaped his lips. "This is comfortable, no wonder why wolves make them. Good job sweetheart." Once he was settled he reached a hand out to her.

"Wolves make nests? I just thought this was a comfort thing I had thanks to you."

"Wolves have dens, they’re usually filled with softness and comfort items, like blankets and cushions. Wolves stayed close together for comfort and were usually found cuddling together. I couldn't make you a den but a blanket nest was something I could encourage you to do. All I did was give you the supplies and your natural instincts figured it out."

Eun-ji grabbed his hand and allowed him to pull her into the nest. Once she was fully in the nest she couldn't keep her eyes off of him. He just looked so exhausted and tired. "Rang let's rest."

He didn't say no but he also didn't agree. Instead he grabbed her wrist and tugged her to him, making her sit on his lap. "I can rest in a moment." Rang placed a hand under her chin and pulled her lips to his. The kiss was soft but firm. He moved his lips slowly against hers in open mouth kisses, sliding his fingers into her hair. He smiled against her mouth as he felt her one hand move behind his neck and the other tangle in his necklace. The scent of orange blossoms and azaleas filled his nose and he couldn’t get enough of her. He moaned quietly before deepening the kiss, brushing his tongue against hers.

Eun-ji kissed back with all her might, she could taste the wine he was drinking on his lips. As much as she wanted more she whined as she forced herself to slow the pace before it became too much. She pulled back to disconnect their mouths, both of them panting quietly, and pressed her forehead against his. Looking into the black abyss of his eyes she felt her stomach clench in need. She wanted more and knew he did as well but he was hurting and needed to heal before they continued any further.

Rang thought otherwise as he dipped down and started pressing open mouth kisses to her neck. His teeth scraped just right on her clavicle, causing her to gasp and tighten her grip on the back of his neck. He chuckled and did it again, earning him the same response.

Eun-ji whimpered and forced herself away from his body. "Rang, please, you need to rest. I want this, I want you but I’m concerned about you and hurting you more. Let's sleep and I will give you endless kisses tomorrow."

Rang looked at her. “What if I want more than kisses? What if I want to devour you?”

Her core clenched at his words and she bit her bottom lip as her cheeks warmed suddenly. “Rang… I…”

He chuckled. “It’s okay pup. I won’t devour you today, but I will soon and you’ll be begging for more.” He knew his words affected her greatly as her eyes dilated and he could smell her want in the air. “Lay with me sweetheart.”

The wolf did as told, pulling the red blanket over them. She was pulled close to him, he breathed her scent in deeply and he placed soft kisses to her head. If she said she was surprised at how fast he passed out, it would have been a lie. She was more surprised he had the energy to make out a few moments ago. Eun-ji laid there for a little while longer, making sure he was in a deep sleep before she untangled herself from him.

She placed a hand over his leg and began to try and pull the pain out, she could feel an energy flowing through her and focused on that more and more until her fingertips started to tingle. As soon as she stopped the pain was instantaneous, and she forced it toward the core on her stomach, hoping it would mask away like it did the first time she took his pain. While it took a few moments longer, it finally settled down. She felt winded but wanted to try healing him this time.

Taking a deep breath she placed her hand gently on his leg and imagined pulling the poison from his body. This was different from pulling pain from his body into her own. She could feel pain instantaneously, fire spread through her veins followed by a burning freeze. She felt hot and cold all over. She grit her teeth and continued to try to pull more poison from him but she wasn’t trained correctly for this and felt her eyesight darken with the threat of passing out. She ripped her hand away knowing that if she passed out Rang would know what she did and be unhappy with her.

The pain didn’t stop right away, it flowed through her blood, pumping into her heart and caused her to grip her chest. Tears started to flow down her cheeks, she had never felt pain like this before. She felt horrible, like she could die. Curling up with her knees to her chest, she silently sobbed. She could only imagine how much more pain Rang was in considering she only took a little bit from him.

Once the pain finally settled, she slid her body next to Rang’s and held him close, her worry of losing him increased tenfold. She needed him to get better soon.

*****

In the morning she decided the pain she felt was worth it. Rang looked so much better as he hovered over her body, sucking marks into her neck and upper chest. “Morning darling.” He smiled against her skin as she opened her eyes. “Good morning dear.” She responded as she took in his features. No dark circles, his skin was glowing and he looked happy - filled with energy. “You look better this morning.”

“I feel better, not fully better, but more so than yesterday.” He dipped down and caught her lips, pressing several kisses on her lips.

“Rang!” She giggled and tried to push him away.

“Ah, ah. If I recall correctly, you said endless kisses today.” He gave her a knowing look.

“I suppose I did.” She wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him to her.

*****

Each morning and night he would familiarize himself with the softness of her skin and the taste of her lips. Always ready for more but never taking it - the tenison building higher and higher. They would wake up tangled in each other. For the next five nights Eun-ji would wait for Rang to fall asleep before trying to take some of his pain and try to heal him. She'd place a hand hovering over his leg and imagine pulling the pain and poison into herself. Each time she felt like she could pull more and more. The agony she felt afterward was always excruciating but it ranged to lasting for just a few to almost a full hour before she could force it deep into her body.

The pain was always worth the reward, Rang would wake up looking refreshed and acting himself. During the day the poison would sweep in and weaken him. He would stay home because of this while Eun-ji went to work or to visit Yeon's body with Shin-Joo. When she wasn't home Yuri stayed to help Rang out, though he acted like he didn't need the help.

Yeon had been down for days, no movement had been noted from his body. They didn’t even know if he would return and it made some very anxious. Eun-ji would accompany Shin-Joo whenever he went to visit. She had met Ji-a in passing a few times and once they sat briefly to drink some tea together. Most of the time though, the fox and wolf would show up to visit just as she was getting ready to head back out.

Shin-Joo was usually a constant mess. He would start off fine and end up sobbing for Yeon to wake up. Eun-ji felt for him, Yeon was his best friend and Shin-Joo must have been feeling so lost without him. She did her best to comfort him, letting him drop all of his weight on her, his tears soaking her shoulders. "It will be okay Shin-Joo. He will wake up soon." The wolf always tried to be the positive voice.

"What if he doesn't?" Shin-Joo would question with his bottom lip trembling.

“Don’t think like that. We need to believe in Yeon. How can we give him our strength if we don’t believe in him?” She questioned as he wiped the tears from Shin-Joo’s eyes.

“You’re right. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. You miss him. I know that. I can feel your sadness pouring off of you. Come, let us go now and we can return tomorrow.” She helped her boss stand from the floor and guided him toward the door. She looked back at the former Mountain God and frowned. “Please wake up soon Yeon, everyone needs you.”

When Eun-ji returned home that particular night, Rang was already asleep. Yuri was sitting on the couch looking into the distance, eyes unfocused in thought. "Yuri?" The wolf called out to the vixen. "Is everything okay?" She approached the female slowly.

Yuri's eyes cleared as she heard the wolf speak. She snapped her attention over to her friend and tried to force a smile. "Sorry, just thinking."

"Want to talk about it?"

The fox curled her legs up on the couch, looking small and scared, something that didn't suit her. "I'm terrified." She confessed, twisting her fingers in her fingers in her hands.

The wolf didn't say anything, worried that if she did the fox would stop talking. Instead she took a seat on the other end of the couch, watching closely.

“I have no one besides Rang. If it wasn’t for him I would have been put to death at that zoo he found me in. I was abused by the zookeeper and visitors would tap and kick the glass of my enclosure. I have no friends and no family. If he dies I have no one.”

Eun-ji felt hurt at the comment. “You have me. You also have Shin-Joo. You-”

“He’s another confusing factor. Why do I feel so flustered near him?”

The wolf gave a soft smile to her friend. “It could be because you like him. You should really give him a chance. Shin-Joo is really a great guy, loving you would come naturally to him. In fact I’m pretty sure there is a piece of him that already loves you.”

Yuri scoffed at that. “I haven’t needed anyone before until Rang came. I can’t falter in my loyalty to him. I can’t abandon him as well.”

“Yuri… Rang would want you to live your life as you see fit. You also wouldn’t be abandoning him, just because you have a new person in your life doesn’t mean you have to let go of the oldYou speak as if he’s on his deathbed. Rang will make it through this. .”

“You take his pain and heal him every night but as the day progresses he gets worse and worse. He couldn’t even wait for you tonight - he said he was tired. I’m worried. What will happen if we lose him?” Yuri’s lip trembled as she looked over to the wolf. “I can’t lose him, the world won’t make sense without him.”

“Yuri,” Euni-ji stood up and moved across the length of the couch and sat down next to her friend, pulling her into her arms. “We have to stay strong for him. Have faith he will be okay.” The wolf was no longer sure if she was talking to Yuri or herself. Between the fox brothers her heart was heavy with grief that she kept masking.

“I will try. I really will.” Yuri sniffed back her tears and hugged her friend tightly. “Rang is so lucky to have found you, Eun-ji. You’re exactly who he needed in his life.”

*******

Eun-ji sat on the bed after Yuri left, looking at the male fox. Yuri was right, he looked worse today than he did yesterday. Maybe she wasn’t helping at all, or maybe it just wasn’t enough. She shifted closer and placed her hand over his wound like she did for the past few nights. It was now second nature to her to pull the pain and poison into her body. She found if she tried to think about the few memories she uncovered then she could deal with the pain longer than usual.

She knew there was someone else in her memories, she would see a shadowed figure in some memories of Yeon and she hoped with her heart that it was Rang. Then again she never asked when Yeon ‘abandoned’ his brother, it could be Shin-Joo who was the mysterious character. She didn’t have the full story, her memories still very hazy as frustrating as it was. The shadowed person seemed to be very important to her, always standing closer to her figure than Yeon. Or maybe it was a family member - a packmate? She wanted to know more, unlock her mind, and figure it all out. She was tired of not knowing, being in the dark sucked and the worst was that no one could remember her, not even Yeon could when she first had her flashbacks but he wanted to help her regardless.

“WOLF?!”

Her eyes snapped up as the words reached her ears and the leg moved out from under her hand. Crippling pain rushed through her making her yelp out and close her eyes tightly again. She had gotten so lost in her own thoughts that she didn’t realize how much she took in. She hugged herself tightly, keeping the pain in her, afraid she would snap it out of her body and back into Rang’s.

The fox was sitting up in bed, he tried to grab her arms but she shook him off as sobbed ‘don’t’ came from her lips. He stared in worry as he watched her battle whatever she was feeling coursing through her veins. He felt hopeless as he watched her battle the pain for minutes and minutes on end, he wasn’t sure if it would stop anytime soon. Finally he allowed himself to relax as she took a shuttering deep breath as her body relaxed and opened her eyes. “How long?” He asked.

The wolf suddenly found the ground to be more interesting as she turned her attention away from him. Her fingers were pinching the fabric of her pants and she bit her bottom lip.

“Don’t make me ask again. How long have you been doing this to yourself?” His voice remained gentle - not an ounce of malice in it even if he was extremely upset with her.

“Every night. At first it was for a minute but over the days I’ve been trying for longer moments.” She couldn’t bring herself to look at him.

“I told you not to do it again, didn’t I?” He asked.

“I’m sorry, but also not. I couldn’t stand by and just watch you when I knew I could help.” She spoke quietly as if her own voice would scare her.

His eyes softened. He understood why she did it, he also understood why she was being so wary. He asked her not to do something and she went against that. With her history he was sure she was thinking she was about to get yelled at. Then again he wasn’t anything like Kyong. He shifted, moving closer to her and wrapping her wrist gently. “Wolf, look at me.”

She did as told and as soon as her eyes met his, she felt him tug on her wrist pulling her close to him. She followed his silent instructions and laid down next to him, watching him closely.

Like every night before this, he connected their lips, tilting her chin toward his face. He rolled his body on top of hers, his one leg resting between hers and he grabbed both of her hands, lacing their fingers together before pinning them above her head on the mattress. Tonight was different, more passion filled as he heard her moan against his lips, her scent pouring out into the room. He found himself deepening the kiss, his tongue tangling against her own.

More.

His brain demanded it. He brought his leg up and pushed against her core, her fingers squeezed his hands tighter as she gasped into his mouth. He swallowed any sounds that followed after, rubbing against her gently a few more times. He dragged his tongue against hers, the taste of something sweet, perhaps chocolate was on her mouth. He felt drunk off of her, pulling back their lips were only connected by a string of saliva that broke after a second. He wanted to move back in again like he always did but his brain decided to move forward, he moved to her neck making pretty scarlet marks into her skin again.

“Rang…” His name was a breathy moan in her throat. He let go of her hands, stripping his shirt off, throwing it and tugging on the bottom of hers. He almost lost it when she quickly sat up and shed her shirt and bra before lying back down, her eyes blown wide with lust. His eyes drank her in, her skin so soft and inviting. His fingers traveled her skin, one hand traveling to the mound on her chest. He gave one nipple and experimental twist between his thumb and forefinger causing a breathy moan to escape her lungs.

Her hands danced gently on his pectorals, running down until her one hand touched his scar. He wanted to flinch away but curiosity got the better of him, waiting for the look of disgust on her face. After a moment there wasn’t one, instead she pushed him gently so he gave her the upper hand. She looked at the scar and then at him. Slowly she brought her lips down on his skin, kissing the length of the scar from bottom to top. Once she traveled the scar she moved to above where his heart was and placed a kiss there as well. “So handsome.” She whispered over his skin.

Rang lost it at that point, flipping them back over and kissing her relentlessly. His hands traveled to her pants and he tugged gently twice as if asking for permission. Her hands joined his as she unbuttoned them for him and he took care of the rest. He almost laughed when her mouth chased his for a moment when he pulled back. “Is this okay darling?” His ears tingled at the whimper of a yes that fell past her lips. His hand traveled to her underwear, a finger dipping under the elastic edge and tugging gently. “Can I remove this too?”

Her hips bucked up as she gasped. She was starting to be overwhelmed by everything her body was feeling at this exact moment. She nodded her head frantically as she grabbed his shoulders, needing something to ground her. “Y-yes.”

Rang smirked and started kissing down her body, stopping to give each side of her breast an appropriate amount of attention. He loved that he could hear her heart rapidly beating. Moving again he could take a moment to stop a few times to either nip or suck more scarlet marks into her flesh. Slowly he pulled the fabric from her skin as he latched his mouth on the top of her hip bone.

She sobbed out, nails digging into his shoulders. This was the furthest she had ever gone with him and everything was feeling more intense than she could ever imagine. Her mind was at war knowing he was injured but also he was making her feel so much at that moment.

He parted her legs, his firm hands keeping them parted until he settled himself between them. He started down by her knee, kissing and giving her skin kitten licks. The smell of her arousal was mouth watering as he peaked at her glistening folds. He moved up slowly, enjoying the way she would wiggle and squirm under his ministrations. “So responsive to me.” He mumbled against her skin. He licked her groin and the noise she made was music to his ears. “Can I devour you now, love?” His breath tickled her core as he hovered it.

She choked back a sob as the question reached her ears. Her hands went from his shoulders to the bed, gripping into the blankets of the nest she made him nights ago. “Yes.” She willed the word from her mind.

He smirked, knowing what he was doing was a little unfair. “Promise me you won’t do it again.” He watched her brows furrowed in confusion.

“W-what?” She stuttered as she looked down at him. The sight of him between her legs alone made her weaken more, abdomen clenching in need.

“Promise me, you won’t try to heal me or take my pain again.” He frowned as she shook her head. He licked a strip of her core teasingly and had to hold himself back. She tasted so good and he just wanted to dive in but resisted. “Promise me, my wolf,” he teased a finger at her entrance, touching gently but not entering. “my sweetheart,” he nipped her skin. “my love.” he looked her right in the eyes, flattened his tongue and licked a slow strip up her folds. He thought he was going to have to force himself away from her but she broke under his tongue.

She whimpered and snapped her eyes shut. “I promise, I prom-”

He latched onto her, sucking gently before slipping his tongue between her lips, tasting her essence tenfold. He groaned as her fingers gripped his hair tightly, pulling him closer, her hips trying not to buck against his face. He wrapped his arms around both legs and pulled her closer as well. He enjoyed the way his name fell off her lips like a mantra. He moaned as he stuck his tongue into her entrance, the vibrations of the noise making her tightened her grip on him. His nose brushed against her clit with each stroke of his tongue.

Eun-ji felt her legs shaking, she didn’t know this could feel so good. She sobbed again as he dipped his tongue into her. When Rang said he was going to devour her, he meant it. There were places in her that she could feel his tongue touching that had her baffled. He would change his pace from slow to faster, building her up and letting her fall gently. She felt her stomach tighten and she whimpered as she unconsciously gripped his hair tighter. “Rang, please I’m…” She couldn’t even finish speaking before he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. She felt her back arch as her orgasm washed over her.

Rang was pleased, and pulled back as he watched her ride her high. “Mm, my love, look at you. You’ve already come for me and I can tell you crave more. What a pretty little mess you made.” The fox was riding his own high, craving more of her and wanting to make her fall apart completely.

He licked her gently, letting her come down a little bit before sinking two fingers into her and flicking his tongue against her clit. The response was instantaneous, her legs snapped up against his ears, she tugged him impossibly closer by his hair and her hips started bucking against his face. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, curling forward at the right spot inside of her. He could tell she was getting close again and he moaned at the thought of her cumming right on his tongue. Just as the tension snapped in her again, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his mouth, digging as deep as he could in her velvety walls, twirling his tongue to taste her more. As he cleaned her thoroughly he could hear her crying out in pleasure and before her second orgasm could fade away, he triggered her third. It was worth the reward as she came again, her slick thick on his tongue as he gulped it down hungrily. She was like ambrosia to him and he couldn’t get enough.

More!

His inner fox was yelling it as he lapped at her cunt, her thighs fell away from his ears as she started to come down from her high. Again, he wanted it again. His two fingers sunk into her again, trying to work her up once more. By now his own hips were rutting against the bed, looking for sweet release.

Eun-ji’s eyesight started to focus, the sounds of Rang’s moans and squelching noises of her cunt could be heard over the buzzing of her ears. “Rang, please.” She felt weak, he couldn’t possibly make her release again.

He heard her plea but instead of hearing it as it being too much he thought she was asking for more. He carefully added a third finger and he latched onto her clit again, staring her in the eyes. She looked more than beautiful like this. He didn’t even fuck her yet and she looked this damn gorgeous.

She caught him staring her in the eyes and it was breathtaking, his one eye was glowing a golden color and she saw the orange whimsical swirling of his hidden fox features. This time it didn’t take long for her build up to snap and she felt herself gush out arousal. She sobbed, her whole body shaking and thrashing as she tried to pull the fox from her core, she was highly sensitive to the licks of his strong tongue. “Rang, no more please.” She pleaded with tears of overstimulation poured down her face.

The fox stared at her, the request made him huff, but he removed his fingers before cleaning her up, his tongue flat and slow over her core and clit, making sure nothing was left behind. He felt her shutter under him, soft whimpers falling from her parted lips. Once he was done, he licked his own fingers, groaning at the taste. “Love, you’re a dangerous one.” He stated as his fox features faded away again.

She let out a shaky laugh. “Me? You wouldn’t stop.”

“Of course not, you’re delicious. I could eat you for days if you’d let me.” He wasn’t lying, even now he wanted more. It was almost as if he was addicted to her slick.

She let out a breathy moan at his words and covered her face in embarrassment. After a few moments, she was able to settle her breathing and she put her hands back down. “That was wonderful.” She stated.

“The best you’ve had?” He asked jokingly.

“The only one I’ve had.” Eun-ji responded.

Rang growled as he sat up on the bed. “Well that’s changing now.”

Eun-ji blushed again and found her eyes darting toward his clothed groin.

“You do not need to return the favor.” He stated as he noticed her direction on vision.

“What if I want to?” She asked, feeling confident again. She found herself reaching for his pants. “Off.” She demanded.

“Only if you want to.” He was serious, he didn’t bring her to the heavens just for her to feel obligated to do the same for him.

She started helping him pull the article of clothing off his body. Once he was bare she had him sit against the headboard. ‘Gods he’s so handsome.’ She thought to herself as her eyes drank him in. She turned her attention to his cock, it was erect and throbbing from the lack of much needed attention. He was a perfect size, not too big or small and his girth was perfect as well. She wasn’t a huge fan of giving head, but that’s because Kyong gave her bad experiences - not that she would tell Rang that. She licked her lips before pumping him a few times with her hand.

His reaction encouraged her more, his eyes slid close as he took in deep steady breaths. He felt her free hand circle around his wrist. As she pressed two fingers to his pulse point and she felt his heart rate jot at the idea of her feeling his heart rate increase as she took care of him. He gave a small gasp when she licked the tip and groaned loudly as she took him deeply in her throat.

******

The next morning Rang woke up to find Eun-ji still passed out next to him. They didn’t have sex and he was more than okay with that. He was still feeling great from her healing him, but he could tell it was starting to fill his body again. He started pressing kisses to the wolf’s neck, for a moment he considered having her wake up to him eating her out again but he wasn’t sure if he would let her get up to go to work. He would have to settle for morning kisses instead.

Eun-ji shifted and rolled over to face him. Her eyes cracked open slowly. “Hmm, morning handsome.”

“Morning, angel.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “Sleep well?”

“Mmm, very much so.”

“I’m glad,” He stated.

They laid in bed for a few more minutes before they both decided to start their day. Eun-ji made breakfast while Rang made coffee. They ate in comfortable silence, Rang holding her hand on the top of the table. He cleaned up as she went to get ready for work. Just when the wolf was about to leave Yuri showed up. The vixen stopped and looked between the two of them, something was different but she didn’t know what.

“I’ll see you later. Yuri, thank you again.” Eun-ji stated.

Rang stopped her before she could walk out, grabbing her cheeks between his hands and pulling her lips to his. Their mouths moved against each other in slow open kisses. He finally let her go. “Have a good day love.”

Eun-ji peaked over to see Yuri’s mouth wide open in shock. She gave a nervously happy grin. “Thank you dear. See you soon.”

****

Rang was sitting comfortably on his couch, Yuri was less annoying, asking less about how he was doing, he knew she wanted more information about what happened between Eun-ji and him. He had never kissed her so openly before. His phone started to ring on the table in front of him. He would never admit he was thrilled to see Yeon’s name on the screen. “You’re here?” He asked as he answered the call. “I thought you had died in the Ah Gwi Forest.” He noticed Yuri peeking her head into the room as if she was trying to figure out who was on the phone.

“Whatever. I’m disappointed.” Rang sighed into the phone. Yeon had asked if he could head over there. “Now?” Rang nodded his head. “Well, come or not. Whatever.” He smirked as the call ended. He was feeling a sense of peace between Yeon and him. Leaning forward to place his phone back on the table, he gasped out in pain, his hand immediately clutching his side as heavy coughs escaped his lungs.

Yuri had not heard Rang complain or cry out in pain any of the last few days, always masking that he was. Now that he was suddenly making painful sounds she rushed into the room. “Are you alright? Should I call Shin-Joo? Eun-ji?”

“Stop freaking out. It’s nothing.” He spoke through painful gasps, while he held an arm up to tell her to stay back.

Yuri couldn’t believe him. She sat down next to him on the couch. “It isn't the poison, is it? Your life is expiring. I’m right, aren’t I?”

The pain finally settled and he sat back a little bit. “I’ve lived pretty long for a half fox.”

Yuri turned to him. “Please get a Chinese Lantern. You can steal years from people and live for as long as you want.”

“Yeon is on his way here. I’m going to tell him where Imugi is. I’m the only one who knows what he looks like.” He stated.

“What about you?”

Rang looked down. “It’s not like I’ve ever dreamed of a future.”

“Don’t do it! Please stop! What about Eun-ji? Don’t you want a future with her?”

Rang paused. He did, he thought about it often now that he was practically dying. It was a hopeful thought - he wasn’t going to make it. It was useless though - there was no reason to get anyone’s hopes up. “I do.”

“Then why must you go that far just for Yeon?” Yuri snapped at him.

Rang sat up, moving his body closer to hers. “What I feel for Eun-ji is something I never felt before. I have ways I can talk with her about everything. There is no hope for a good future with her.” He sighed. “Yuri, you can’t tell Yeon.”

“Don’t meet with Yeon.” Yuri whispered, the threat of tears in her voice. “Go to Imugi and ask him to save you. Or tell me where they are, I’ll get you a Chinese Lantern.” Finally the tear slipped from her lashes and ran down her face.

Rang looked at her closely and shifted on the couch. “Yuri, why are you crying for me? I told you never to cry for another person. Don’t make your life a B-movie.”

“You said that I should be the one that takes, not loses. That’s what you said to me when we first met, as you were drenched in the zookeeper’s blood. You told me to live like that.” She was sobbing now.

He was impressed she remembered that. “I tend to be fickle.” He grabbed a tissue for her and passed it. “Stop sniffling, and go buy me some naengmyeon.”

She cleaned herself up before standing and looking back at him. “Eun-ji needs to be in the loop of your plan. She’s already suffered enough in her life.” With that she walked out of the room.

Rang sat on the couch, feeling good about his decision. He would need to have a serious talk with Eun-ji though. Their relationship grew tenfold and he had finally admitted to himself that what he felt for her is what he presumed love felt like. He sat there feeling content when a knock sounded on his door. He forced himself off the couch and moved his way to the front door. When he opened the door, ready to greet his brother when his smile fell from his lips.

“What’s wrong? Am I not the person you were waiting for?” Hae Ryong gave a wicked smile.

****

“Why do you two keep staring at me?” Eun-ji questioned the foxes on the couch. The whole morning had been strange, Shin-Joo stared at her with eyes as wide as saucers when she entered the building at the start of her shift. When she questioned him initially he cleared his throat and sputtered something incoherent and leashed up Anastasia before walking himself and the pup out the front door. It was almost as if he was trying not to look at her after that.

Yeon had arrived in the afternoon, having woken up recently, he came to catch up with Shin-Joo. Eun-ji was so happy to see the older Lee brother, that upon arrival she rushed over to him and gave him a big hug. The fox froze in her arms for a second before grabbing her arms and removing her quickly. For a moment she was saddened but then recalled that Yeon didn't have memories of her past with him. She herself had very few and even so the more recent one showed that she was mad at the fox.

This behavior between them was different though, the two foxes kept glancing at her and whispering in hushed tones. It was starting to make her self-conscious. So when they didn’t answer her question she felt the tears well up in her eyes. It had to be something bad right? That’s why they didn’t want to tell her. “The appointments are light today, I’m just going to go.” She began to gather her things to rush out of there.

The male foxes jumped up from the couch obviously now aware that they upset the wolf. “Eun-ji, please don’t go.” Shin-Joo pleaded, his voice thick with apology but never actually saying it.

"No, I'm going home. I won't stand here while you both whisper about me like I'm not here. I need to feel this low right now." The wolf's voice cracked with emotion as she tried to hide her face.

"Hey Pup," Yeon grabbed her before she could take another step toward the door. "We are sorry. We didn't mean to make you feel anything bad. Let me drive you home and we can talk."

She stood there for a moment, her wrist still in Yeon's hand as she turned back to look at him. She contemplated his offer quietly. She wasn't sure what he would want to talk about but she didn't want to feel worse than she already did. "I don't know if I want to talk. I'm already feeling bad."

"It's nothing that you're probably thinking about. I promise. I need to meet Rang anyway."

"Okay." She whispered as she nodded her head. The wolf glanced at her boss and he looked upset and regretful.

"Sorry Eun-ji."

The wolf nodded her head and waved goodbye before following Yeon out to his car. She sat herself in the passenger seat and watched the fox slide into the driver's seat and start the car.

For a moment neither said anything as Yeon started to drive toward her residence. The wolf felt her nerves getting the best of her so she turned her attention to the fox. "Well?" She questioned.

"Did you mate with Rang?" Yeon asked bluntly.

The wolf choked on her own saliva at the bluntness. "I'm sorry, what?" She almost shrieked at the question.

Yeon blinked at her, unamused. "Did you have sex with Rang?"

"I - what?! No, and even if I did - why would I tell you? Why are you even asking that?" She felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she thought back to the activities that Rang and her did partake in the night before.

"You smell like him. Not in the way he normally scents you. This is different, stronger. It pours off your skin in waves as if it's deep in your bones. Shin-Joo told me he smelt it as soon as you walked in this morning. He was so sure you had mated with Rang so we were discussing that a little bit. He is more bashful over topics such as this, which is why he was talking so secretively."

“Why would you guys even discuss that?” She was confused and flustered, the heat of her cheeks refused to fade away. The wolf was quickly wishing she declined the offered ride home, walking would have been less tortuous.

Yeon was quiet for a moment as he made the turn at the light. “Shin-Joo stated that Rang has not been doing well. The female fox had reported to him that you have been trying to heal Rang but it’s only helping at a minimum.” He stopped at the next red light and turned to face the wolf. “Did you know wolves and foxes are monogamous?” He was pleased to see that she nodded her head. “Shin-Joo was worried for you. If you had mated with Rang and he didn't heal, then you would never find another mate. You’d either spend your life alone or waiting for Rang to be reborn. Shin-Joo already had to deal with me when I had gone through that.”

Eun-ji was speechless. Shin-Joo had always been so kind to her and now she felt ashamed that she thought so ill of him. “I’m so sorry for how I behaved.”

“It’s okay Pup.” Yeon gave her a soft smile. “You’ve been dealing with a lot lately.”

****

Eun-ji walked behind Yeon, following him to the front door of her home. She had never seen the Lee brothers together and so she was unsure how this meetup was going to go. She used her key to open the door for him and allowed him to walk in first.

Yuri was pacing the room, a bowl of food sat ready at the coffee table. “Where did he go?” She questioned loudly, catching the wolf’s attention. As the vixen turned on her heel she spotted the two of them “Yeon?”

The male fox looked her up and down. “Do you know me? Where’s Rang?” He looked around as if his brother was hiding somewhere.

“I don’t know. I stepped out and he wasn’t here when I got back. He won’t answer his phone either.” Yuri answered. "I'm sorry Eun-ji. He requested food and so I went to get it for him."

"It's okay Yuri. Yeon, this is -”

The male fox cut her off. “Seeing what a rude punk you are, you must be her.” He raised a brow as she sneered at him. “The necklace thief. The dog owner. The best friend. The one with 99 points.” He cut the wolf off.

“What gibberish is that?” Yuri asked.

Eun-ji was at a loss for the last thing Yeon said, but she was more surprised to hear she was the necklace thief. The stones of her life just keep getting unturned. How was she so left out at the connections between those in her life? She was starting to question her own self awareness.

“It’s just something.” Yeon replied as he continued to look around. “Oh, pyongyang naengmyeon.” He crossed the room and hurried over to the bowl, taking a seat at the couch.

“Don’t eat that! It’s for Mr. Lee.” Yuri scolded.

“Naengmyeon tastes bad if the noodles get soggy.” He explained as if that was more than enough justification to eat his brother’s food. He looked up at the wolf, knowing she just worked and didn’t have a break. “Did you want some Pup?”

Eun-ji declined and watched as he dug into the bowl. She looked at her friends and decided since they didn’t seem like they were going to murder each other then she could slip away and get changed. As she pulled out a comfortable outfit to wear, she tried to call Rang’s cellphone. It reverberated in her ear four times before going to his voicemail.

****

Rang sat on the couch, ignoring the vibration of his phone in his pocket as he held onto himself. He felt horrible. This was an aching coldness that had seeped into his body. He felt the darkness, he was sure he was approaching death’s door.

“Gosh, you look so pale.” Ryong stated as he leaned over the back of the couch toward Rang’s body. The man had the most sickening smile on his face.

“Will you keep a distance? You smell like rotting corpses.” The fox felt his nose burn at the scent.

“It's the scent of death.” The old man stated as a matter of fact, pulling himself into an upright position. “Since I’ve lived much longer than I should’ve, as have you.”

Rang coughed and winced in pain.

Ryong moved around the Chinese Lantern tree and looked at Rang before pointing to a bulb. “Want one?”

The fox shook his head. “No thanks.”

“Do you plan to sacrifice your life for your pride? Is it worth it?”

“Do you think I’m desperate to stay alive as you are?” Rang questioned the old man.

“Definitely not. But why does it look like you don’t want to go? It is that wolf that you have around you? This is unlike you.” The man stated as he watched Rang clench his jaw at the mention of the female.

“Get to your point.” Rang was already tired of this. He had tried to keep Eun-ji from his personal affairs but now he could see it was pointless.

“Do you plan to defy our master? It’s best to not disappoint him, we wouldn’t want anything to happen to your dear wolf, would we?” Ryong took a seat on the couch across from the fox.

“First, he’s ‘your’ master, not ‘our’ master. Second, keep her out of this, adding more people just makes it more messy.” He shook his head.

“I know you’re upset because of what Eoduk Sini did. But that was a misunderstanding.”

Rang scoffed. “You threw me into the Ah Gwi Forest, but what? A misunderstanding?”

“It was a risky move that we took to catch Yeon. We wouldn’t have left you there.”

“Sorry, but I can’t bear to listen to your lies anymore.” Rang stated as he thought back to the moments in those dark woods. Yeon was fighting off the ghosts while he desperately climbed the cliff when an unknown hand reached down for him and helped him up. The fox stood up from the couch. “I’m sure you know that, even in this state, I can kill you with no problem.” He reached down to his waist to reveal his hidden weapon.

“Wait. Wait a minute.” Ryong stood quickly, backing away from the fox just for an axe to be thrown at his face, but hitting the wall instead.

“That’s odd. Your master should show up by now.” He slowly came toward the older man. “ Shall I take a guess? Imugi is not in this house.”

Ryong stared at him for a moment before laughing.

“You’re laughing?”

“You can’t kill me. You shouldn’t even think about it.”

“What?” Rang was slightly confused where this man’s confidence was coming from.

“I’m the one who saved you from that fatal wound inflicted by Yeon. What you own me hasn’t been cleared yet.” Ryong held his hand up, showing the glowing orange ring on his finger that was the bind of their contract. “You have a deal to abide. A fox can’t go back on a deal it made.”

It didn’t make sense, he should be cleared of that deal. “Thanks to me, you were able to bring Imugi back.”

“No, that was my doing. All you added was a bit of flair.”

“You approached me so that you could use me someday, knowing that Yeon was my brother.”

“In what other way would a half-fox be of any use?” Ryong reached back to the Chinese Lanterns and grabbed one off the tree. “Please consume the lantern. Live and return the favor you owe me.

“What do you want from me?”

“You have two days to bring me Lee Yeon. It’s his body I need.”

****

Eun-ji tried several times to get Yuri to either leave the room or at least sit down and be civil, but the vixen just huffed about Yeon eating the food that was meant for Rang.

Meanwhile, Yeon found it all quite amusing. He happily enjoyed every refreshing bite of the food in the bowl. It was a reminder to him that he has not eaten anything for days which could explain why he felt so ravenous. “Well, that was good.” He wiped his mouth and looked over at the two females. The wolf was sitting at a bar stool, eating a small helping of fruits while the fox stared at him. “ What are you looking at?”

“Get out. Scram.” Yuri spoke.

“Yuri, be nice.” Eun-ji pleaded but the vixen wrinkled her nose against the idea. The wolf sighed in defeat and placed another apple slice in her mouth.

Yeon walked past them, giving a pat to Eun-ji on the head before opening the freezer. “All you have are ice cubes. Is ice cream not something you enjoy?” He asked, looking at both females.

“I do, but I haven’t had any in a long time.” The wolf replied, the idea of a cold treat sounded good to her right now.

Yuri, however, remained quiet.

“I can’t believe he adopted some rude pet from overseas. Eun-ji, I would return this one to the shelter if I were you.” The comment made the wolf choke on her fruit.

“I hate you, you know?” Yuri snapped.

“I never asked your opinion.” He approached the fox purposely.

“Stay away from Mr. Lee.” She growled, snapping her teeth at him.

“What if I don’t?” The male asked.

“I’ll kill you.” The vixen spat the words from her mouth like venom.

“Yuri!” Eun-ji gasped.

“Who do you think you are?” Yeon asked.

“I’m Ki Yuri. Why?”

“I never asked your name.”

“But you just asked.”

“You don’t seem all that smart to me.”

“Yeon!” Eun-ji now gasped at him. The back and forth between both foxes was becoming childish enough where she was going to send them both to a different room.

“Can you and Rang even communicate?” Yeon asked, ignoring the wolf on the bar stool.

“I’m smart, you know.” Yuri stated.

“As if.”

“Mr. Lee only adds mustard to his naengmyeon, gets blisters on his lips after eating crabs, and hates cucumbers in gimbap.”

Yeon scoffed. “All you can name are his eating habits.”

“But because of you…. Because of a jerk like you he…” Yuri froze, catching the attention of Yeon and Eun-ji.

“Go on.” The male encouraged.

“Darn it. Just forget it.” Yuri mumbled as she finally turned away.

Eun-ji watched Yeon studying Yuri for a moment before he headed to the couch. She herself looked at her female friend. What was Yuri going to say? Eun-ji was curious but left it at that. She could question it later when Yeon left. The wolf glanced down at her phone and pressed the button on the side to light it up - no notifications. Where was Rang?

It grew quiet in the house, Yuri was standing off to the side, arms crossed as she waited and waited. Yeon sat on the couch mostly quiet but would ask Eun-ji a question from time to time. The wolf wasn’t sure how much of the tension in the air she could take. She watched Yeon shift, trying to hide his laughter as he looked over at Yuri’s serious stance.

“Well, I should get going.” He spoke loudly as he stood up from the couch.

“Yes, go ahead. So long and farewell.” Yuri stated quickly as she whipped around to look at the fox.

“Rang talks about how miserable his life has been, but I guess it wasn’t all bad.” Yeon stated as he stopped right in front of the vixen.

Yuri pursed her lips together and looked at him.

“Since you live to protect him, please do so until the very end.” Yeon held out a small branch of azaleas and handed them to Yuri. “Give Rang this. It’s for the naengmyeon.” With that he walked away from her and approached the wolf. “Have a good night, Pup. Take care of Rang and let me know how he’s doing.”

****

The walk back home from Ryong’s was long and Rang got a little lost in his head. He wasn’t aware of his entire walk home, but he was at the front door, twisting the knob and walking in. It was quiet in the house but the lights were on. He walked into the room and spotted Yuri sitting on the couch. The vixen hopped up quickly and walked toward him.

“Where were you?” She sounded concerned.

He didn’t deserve her concern. Dark thoughts swirled in this head. “I want to be alone.” He spoke as he walked past her.

Yuri looked at him closely. “Rang you look…” She saw him pause in his steps. He looked better, so much better. And she couldn’t stop the smile that came to her face. He must have gone to see Ryong and Imugi. “Did you take a Chinese lantern?”

The male fox swallowed thickly before speaking again. “Please…let me be alone.” He pleaded softly.

The smile slipped from her mouth slowly. “Look over there.” She gestured to the coffee table, though Rang wasn’t looking at her. “Yeon came and left it for you.” She then turned on her heel to leave. She would have to send a text to Eun-ji that she left. Rang wanted to be alone and she wanted to respect his wishes.

As the front door closed with the vixen’s departure, Rang looked at the tablet and spotted the bright pink flowers on the table. He decided to sit on the couch instead of burying himself in his bed like he had originally planned. What Ryong was asking him to do no longer sat well with him. All of his feelings about his older brother had changed over the past few days.The inner turmoil was more than he could handle at the moment. He grabbed a singular petal from the flowers and ate it.

Rang thought back to when they were younger. “I wish we could go back to those days. There were azaleas everywhere. It’s strange. I can’t remember how the azaleas tasted back then.”

“If you don’t remember how azalea tasted, get out alive and eat some, you idiot!” Yeon was back in front of him, looking down. “At least try to survive, will you?”

The flower petal was filled with flavor. It was just like he remembered. His eyes filled with tears and he tried to keep himself together but there was just so much going on in his head that he had to release it all.

Eun-ji had stepped out of the shower a few minutes ago and saw the text from Yuri immediately. The vixen stated that Rang wanted to be alone and so Eun-ji waited a little bit before heading to the living room. She spotted Rang sitting on the couch, he looked so broken, tears sliding down his cheeks and he covered his shaking breaths with his hands. She shuffled over without a word and placed a hand on his shoulder as approached him.

A cracked sob broke from his lips and he moved quickly, grabbing the wolf by her wristing and tugging her into his lap. He tucked his face into her neck as more sobs wracked his body. He held her tightly as if he let her go she would vanish. He held her tightly, his fingers clutching her shirt, as if she would fade away if he let her go. He felt her run her fingers through his hair, and her sweet voice met his ears. For a few minutes it was hard to hear and understand the soothing and comforting words she spoke to him but after a while the gentle cooing was helping him calm himself.

“It’s okay Rang, I’m here. Please let me help you. Deep breaths honey.” She began to hum a gentle song when she wasn’t sure if the words were reaching him.

He pressed a kiss to her throat and gave a shaking breath right after. “I’m sorry Wolf.”

She, in return, kissed him on the top of his forehead. "You don't need to apologize. There is nothing to apologize for." She stated as she pulled back to look him in the face. To say she was shocked was an understatement, he looked so much better than he did that morning. Her fingers danced across his cheekbones, checking to see if makeup was covering the dark circles that were once under his eyes. "Rang, are you feeling better?"

He nodded his head. "All healed my dear."

Eun-ji frowned. She was happy he was healed, but considering the fox didn't sound happy about that and it made her concerned. "Do you want to talk about it?" She cradled his face in her hands, her thumb rubbing over his lower lip once.

"I'm okay, love. I just have to get myself back together. Tomorrow I have to make a quick stop somewhere in the morning. Then I would like to take you to your old home to find that box." The fox had things to take care of just in case things didn't go well for him. He promised Eun-ji he would help her so he needed to make sure that if her memories were in that box, then she was to get that back.

"Okay. Are you hungry? Did you want something to eat?" She changed the subject, shifting off of him, ready to rush to the kitchen and make him a small meal.

He tugged her back down by her waist. "No, I really just want to lay down with you. If that's okay?" He sounded so unsure like she was going to deny him her comfort.

"Of course." She pressed another comforting kiss to his forehead before she slid off his lap and held out her hand, which he took before she led him down the hallway into his room.

*****

Eun-ji sat in the car waiting for Rang. He said he needed to talk to a woman named Taluipa. He explained that she managed the office of Afterlife Immigration and also was in charge of the list of dead souls. The wolf grew even more concerned when he pressed a long kiss to her lips before getting out of the car and disguised himself as Yeon.

She stared at the building, wondering if she should go in after him. He had been in there for a little while but he also didn’t say how long he would be in there. The wolf blew out a puff of air as she tried to get comfortable in the car. She decided that she should text Shin-Joo and apologize for her behavior the day before.

It was during mid conversation with her boss that she noticed Rang exit the building as himself instead of Yeon. Eun-ji sat up quickly, watching the fox move across the pathway and toward the car. He looked deep in thought and she watched him stop in his steps and look back at the building, as if he was deciding if he wanted to go back in or not. Ultimately he decided to continue to the car, and he caught her staring. He shot her a small smile, it made her heart skip and she dropped her phone into the cup holder, leaving the conversation to pick up again later.

Rang entered the car and looked over at the wolf. “Ready?”

“How did it go?” She had asked him at the same time.

“Not how I wanted it to, but Hyun Ui-Ong told me to try something else.”

“Oh, who is that?” Eun-ji questioned as Rang put the car into drive.

“He’s Tapulia’s husband, he’s the gatekeeper of the Samdo River.”

Eun-ji blinked twice. She wasn’t sure how Rang was able to approach such important and intimidating beings with such ease. Maybe it was normal for their world. “What did he tell you to do?” She had no idea what exactly what Rang was trying to do in the first place.

“He told me to untangle the mess.” He didn’t say more than that. “Now, let’s get that box, shall we?”

Eun-ji nodded her head though now she was curious to what he was talking about. If he wasn’t sharing the information then it probably wasn’t something he wanted her to know. She was torn about that fact, did he not trust her with the knowledge or was it too dangerous?

*****

Eun-ji stared at the door and frowned. She thought she wouldn’t have such a hard time coming here again but there was still the lingering sadness and fear that ran through her veins. “Why am I still so nervous?”

Rang stepped closer to her, hand on her lower back as he leaned toward her ear. “It’s because you have bad memories of this place. We can make them all go away if you want. Yeon or myself can help erase that for you.”

The wolf bit her lip as she thought about it. She was just happy that she didn’t feel like someone was watching her this time when she approached the building. She had yet to tell Rang about that but then again she might just keep it to herself. “Okay, let’s just get this done. I want to go home.” She stepped forward and knocked on the door, louder than she intended and winced at the noise.

Rang chuckled and pulled her back next to him while they waited for the door to open. It took a few moments before it did, just an inch as the person behind it peaked out. The fox was amused to see the man cowering.

“What do you want? Who are you people?”

“Kyong?” The wolf questioned as she inched closer to the door.

“How do you know my name?”

Eun-ji looked back at the fox and saw his grin. “I don’t understand.”

“I did say that the last time he wouldn’t be fixable.” Rang shook his head. “Guess I did a little too much.”

“What do you mean?”

“WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!” The man yelled from behind the cracked door.

Rang looked up at him, unamused as his eye started to glow. “Open the door.”

Kyong did so, without any hesitation, stepping back to allow them inside.

The wolf followed the fox slowly as she was still not used to his powers and was a little in shock. The home was a mess, clothes everywhere, dishes in the sink and garbage overflowing from the trash can. She was sure she smelt rotting food somewhere in the house too. “What happened to him?” Eun-ji looked back at the man that she used to live with, he was motionless like a statue as he waited for another command.

“When he tried to take you away last, I messed with his mind a little bit, scrambled it up so he would leave you alone. I never thought we’d have to come back to him.” Rang explained as he turned back to Kyong. “I really don’t want to reverse it, but I suppose it might need to be done if we can’t find the box ourselves.”

Eun-ji knew she shouldn’t feel anything remorseful for Kyong, but the way he was living now did make her have pity on him. “I’m sorry you had to do this to him.”

“I’m not, for how he treated you and what he said to you - he deserves worse.” The fox started to look around the room, not sure what the obliviation box looked like.

The wolf glanced back at Kyong again before deciding to check their old room. This was even worse, the clutter could mean the box was bound to be buried somewhere. She’d have to start cleaning up just to look for it. She decided to check his drawers first, opening them all and checking the back of each one. Once she knew it wasn’t in there, she went around the room collecting what she assumed was dirty clothes and placing them into the laundry basket.

Rang walked into the room and found her tidying up. “What are you doing Wolf?”

“I’ll never find anything in this mess. It could be buried anywhere. I already checked the drawers and found nothing of importance.” The wolf grabbed another dirty shirt and tossed it with the others. “There has to be a better way. I’m not cleaning this entire apartment - I don’t even want to be in here. It makes me feel sick.”

Rang frowned and nodded his head. “Okay, give me a minute.” He stepped out of the room and walked over to the still human. “Where is the box?”

“What box?” Kyong asked, his voice monotone like a robot.

“The obliviation box.”

Kyong made a confused face as he stared out into nothing. He shook his head. “Don’t know.”

Rang cursed and sighed. “Stupid idiot probably doesn’t even know what it is.” He snapped his teeth in annoyance. “Guess I should bring you back.”

Eun-ji sighed as she opened the closet in the room, hoping that Kyong hid it somewhere on the top shelves. There wasn’t a step ladder nearby but there was a small rolly chair and so she rolled it over to use as something to help her up. There were boxes alright, mostly show boxes filled with nonsense and nothing useful.

“W-What are you doing here?”

Eun-ji snapped her attention back to the door and stepped carefully off the chair. She could hear Rang speaking calmly while Kyong was panting loudly and the sound of feet scrambling could be heard against the floor. The wolf stepped out of the bedroom quietly, she didn’t want Kyong to notice her but he was hyper aware of his surroundings and as soon as she moved in his peripheral vision he snapped his eyes to hers.

“You! What are you doing here? What did you do to my house?” Kyong snarled only to choke on it as Rang took an intimidating step toward him.

“Play nice or I’ll make your life even worse.” The fox threatened.

“Just get out. I’m done with you and your shit.”

“Kyong…” Eun-ji took another step forward, as she felt her legs shaking. “I need your help.”

“My help? You want my help after everything this asshole has done to me? Well, you can go fuck yourself.”

“Watch it!” Rang snapped.

Eun-ji took another step forward. “Please, just this one thing and you’ll never see or hear from us again. I’m just looking for a box.”

“I threw all your shit out. So check the dump, bitch.”

Rang stepped forward and the human flinched. The fox stopped only when Eun-ji held her hand up to have him stop. “There was a box, passed down in your family. Duong paid you to keep it safe and just hold onto it. Then something happened to it…” She paused to think back to the memory. “A seal was broken and then you were stuck with me. Where is that box Kyong?”

“Why should I tell you? What’s in it for me?”

“Rang will let you keep your mind this time.” Eun-ji stated. “Look around you Kyong. Your life is a mess.”

The man looked around at his home and sighed. “You’ll both leave me alone after you get this box?”

“Yes.” She stated.

“Fine. It’s in the box under the bed.”

The wolf ran back to the bedroom and bent down to look under the bed. It was a mess there too but she located a large box and opened it. Inside were a bunch of trinkets and old newsletters but buried in a corner was a small box with chains on it. When she grabbed the box she felt a connection, something rushed through her and she gasped. This was it, this was definitely it. She ran back down the hallway and over to the fox. “I found it!” She cheered happily.

The fox smiled at her. “Good job sweetheart.” He turned his attention back to the human who was just staring at them. “ I guess we will be on our way.”

“Wait.” Eun-ji grabbed his sleeve. “Make him forget us. I don’t want him coming back in my life anymore.”

“Hey, that wasn’t the deal. You said I could keep my mind.”

“I did and you will but any memory you have of me, doesn’t belong to you.” Eun-ji felt confident again. She has her box and hopefully all her memories will be hers again. “Rang, please.”

“Of course, Princess, anything for you.” Rang smirked at the human as he allowed his eye to glow again.

*****

The wolf looked over the box as they drove back to the house. There was a crack on the side that ripped the seal talisman. “This must have been the reason I came out of the box.” She stated as she turned the box over slowly in her hands.

The fox looked over at the box. “What are you thinking?” He asked, looking at the nervous expression on her face.

“I don’t know. A bunch of things. What if I don’t like who I was before, or what if the memories change me? What if it’s better for me not to remember?”

“Wolf, you’re second guessing everything. You’ve been waiting so long to have your memories back. Don’t you think you deserve to know who you are and who you know? You said you have memories of Yeon, don’t you want them all back?” The truth was he wanted to know if she knew him too. “Plus, if you don’t like the person you were back then, just remember you don’t have to be that person now.”

“I suppose you’re right. Thank you. I guess I’m just nervous.”

Rang parked the car as they reached home. “That’s okay too.”

The wolf tried to pull at the chains to take them off but they wouldn’t budge. “I can’t get these off.” She explained as she passed the box over to the fox. He too couldn’t get them off after struggling for a moment.

“Let’s go inside. I’m sure I have something that will open these.” Rang held the box as he exited the car.

Eun-ji wasn’t sure why, but she felt as if she got her hopes up for nothing. Instead of saying anything she followed Rang up to their home.

#tale of the nine tailed #kim bum #lee rang #the truth untold #kim beom #fox and wolf #lee rang x oc #kim bum x reader #lee rang x reader #lee rand x foc

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psychwxrdd · 3 months

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Chapter IV - My bloody valentine (final)

Summary: Everything goes downhill once Kate hurts Rafe Cameron. Well, should've known better than to break the Kook's king heart. Now she'll have to pay with her loved ones life.

Warnings: 18+, dni if you're a minor, death mentions, murderer, horror, stalker themes, possessive behaviour, ghostface! rafe, slasher, smut, obsession, yandere, knife play, dark themes, kidnap, implied murder

Kate couldn't recall the last time she cried this hard.

"Wait Rafe, please, i'll answer the questions just fine" She begged, as the disturbing sounds of her mother cries echoed on the call. She wanted to ask about her dad, if he was fine, alive at least.

"Wanna act like a good girl now?"

"Please, i'll do anything, anything you ask me to, just leave them alone"

The few seconds the call went in silence made her heart almost jump out of her mouth. She heard what it seemed to be her dad whimpering.

"Ok...I won't kill them. You're gonna behave?"

"I will, i promise" she pleaded.

"Good." He almost whispered. "Go wait for me in your room. Run."

Kate eyes grew wide, as if she wasn't about to die with anxiety already. She ran to her room, knowing her life really depended on that. Not hers only, her parents life. And maybe anyone else's life too, if Rafe was capable of doing something like that to her family, he wouldn't care about doing this to her friends. To her boyfriend.

The thought of JJ made her heart ache, she wanted nothing more than hug him now. To be comforted, and to protect him. To be with him.

At this point, she was no longer crying. It was so bad she felt numb.

She heard heavy footsteps on the stairs, making her body cold. She was sure her heart stopped beating for a second. Her hands were sweating, she was covered by the same blankets she should have never taken off. She should have stayed in bed. Rafe would eventually get tired and leave her parents, he wouldn't have the patience to wait the whole night. Right?

She wanted to believe that. She would believe anything that was told her right now.

She was staring at the wall, when the footsteps came closer and closer to her room. The door opened, slowly, and she felt chills on her back. She was sure she would die right now. But it was better this way, she thought. It was better if she was murdered instead of someone she loved.

Her bed sank, and she could smell a familiar scent. It was Rafe's fragrance. There was a shadow behind her, a heavy weight. A strong figure.

"You missed me?" He said, with the voice changer in front of the mask. She slowly turned her head to face him. He had his head tilted to the side, and she notices the knife on his hands. There was blood all over it. She gasped, but he was quick to cover her mouth.

"Shhh. It's ok. I'm here now, i'm all you need" As he took the mask off. His bangs were all over his face, and he had red eyes. Did he cried? Couldn't tell.

"Listen...This is all i wanted since the beggining, Kate." he caressed her cheeks. "I wouldn't have done any of this if you just behaved. You choosed this."

He took his gloves off, and placed the knife on her hair, softly caressing and putting behind her ears.

"You don't know how much i love you. Look at what i have done for you." His own eyes teared up, he had a crazy look on them Kate was quite used, but it never scared her before. Not like now. "I killed for you, who else can say that?"

"You killed my parents, Rafe" she said in a painful tone. He stared at her with pity.

"I know...i know, but - but i just wanted to show you what i'm capable of for you. And i'm sorry it just happened to be your parents, i would have killed anyone in their place, honey. And i would kill anyone else if thats what i need to do, to show you my love." He kissed the tip of her nose.

She didn't said anything. Too unreal and crazy for her to deal with it. Whatever he said, that would be. She had no guts to fight anymore.

His lips smashed against hers, his hands helding her chin.

"It's past midnight, so it is already valentine's day, you remember?" He whispered. She nods, no expression at all. " And we're gonna have a lot of fun, sweetheart, just you and me."

He smiled brightly, as if nothing happened.

"Cause you're my girlfriend, aren't you?" He kissed her neck, going down to her breasts, and aggressively taking her shirt off. "Always wanted to see these beautiful tits. Fuck"

He sucked, kissed, bited her nipples. Her body was reacting well to his touch, even tho she didn't respond emotionally to any of that. He kissed her belly, licking it.

"Always wanted to kiss your whole body, always wanted to taste you."

He grabbed his knife, and before she could react, he cutted her panties off.

"Fuck. Look at this beautiful pussy" He touched softly, biting his lips. "Can't believe JJ got to see the pussy thats mine before me."

He pointed the knife handle to her clit, and she whimpered. She moved her hips a bit, enjoying the friction.

Rafe stared amazed at the scene, feeling his cock almost tearing his pants a part.

"Fuck yourself on my knife."

She moved her hips, grinding and putting a bit inside.

"Rafe, that thing about JJ...We didn't actually had sex"

He furrowed his eyebrows, confused.

"Don't be harsh, please"

"Why did you lied?" He asked, sternly.

"Because i wanted you to hate me and move on... I thought you would just call me a bitch and forget about it" Kate confessed. She had a blank expression, but her eyes said it all. Her eyes looked dead, lost. She wasn't entirely here.

"So you're a virgin?"

"Yes" she simply said.

"Oh, baby..." Rafe caressed her face. "So in the end, i'll really be your first and last?"

She nodded. He smiled.

"See it... I'm the only one you need"

And at Rafe's point of view, they made sweet love all night. Now not only he would be her first and last, but she would be his forever, as he made sure to put a baby inside her. They would have a family, they would never be apart from each other, just as he dreamed from the very first moment he saw her that night.

#rafe cameron #dark fanfiction #dark rafe cameron x reader #outer banks #drew starkey #x reader #yandere #ghostface

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keis-slut · 1 year

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hot n cold|s.todoroki

CW: ORAL SEX, SLIGHT PRAISE, DIRTY TALK, TEMPERATURE PLAY

Reader POV

“what if you just...dyed the white side of your hair blue?" I ask, leaning forward in front of Todoroki, stroking his white locks.

He leans his head into my hand as if he enjoyed the comfort, and chuckles.

"and why would I do that?" He looks up at me.

I blush and bring my hand away, looking into his eyes.

"because dyeing your hair is fun!" I say, pointing to my hair.

He shakes his head no.

"i'm pretty content with how I look, y/n. that's okay. I am who I am" He states, smiling at me gently, and I smile back.

"you're right, Todoroki. you are you...everything about you! even your quirk..." I tilt my head and look into his heterochromia colored eyes.

He stares at me with a small blush, and it stays like that for a few seconds before I start giggling.

"what's so funny?" He asks me, monotone.

I take a breath in and say,

"it's your quirk! not his!" mimicking what Midoriya had said to him during their fight at the Sports Festival.

His eyes widen slightly and his blush grows darker.

I look back up into his eyes and smile.

"he's right, you know" I say gently, petting his arm.

"it's your quirk. you use it as you please..."

I grab his hand as his smile grows wide, and I lean in to hug him. I wrap my arms around his neck and his snake their way carefully around my waist.

Todoroki and I have been friends for a while. As soon as we met in the same class, we've grown closer. I felt comfortable with him, and he felt comfortable with me. It took a long time to get this way, but it was most definitely worth it.

I also like him more than a friend, but he can't really know that...can he?

Girls swoon over him everyday.

My head rests on his shoulder as the warm side of his body is pressed up against my neck, and I feel that side of him grow warmer and warmer by the second...as if he's activating his quirk. Then I feel the cold side of him activating as well.

I pull my arms away and back up to look at him.

"u-uh, Todoroki?..." I question, as I see a grin forming onto his face.

"just messing with my quirk...and using it as I please..." He says, tracing the tips of his fingers on my thigh.

This side of Todoroki was new, I could feel it. But I didn't hate it.

Like I said, i've had feelings for him too, just didn't think too much of him returning them. Todoroki didn't seem the type of guy who had time for love I guess.

Or even know how to give or receive it.

He was being so straightforward though, as his heated hand roamed up my thigh.

Suddenly, the air between Todoroki and I had grown intimate. The way I was reacting to his actions made it definitely obvious I wasn't against them. Just slightly confused?

I place my hand over his on my thigh anyway, and rub harder, pushing down slightly.

"your h-hand...it's so w-warm..."

I mentally curse at myself for stuttering.

I look into his eyes as he then moves his hand to my behind and grabs it hard, pulling me into him for sudden a kiss.

I moan into the kiss and I bring my hands to the back of his head, massaging his bicolored hair.

We kiss for a few more seconds before he breaks it, and he leans his forehead against mine.

"y/n, I know this is so sudden...but my feelings for you...the way you make me feel is crazy, i've never felt this way about anyone and-..."

I instantly chuckle at his attempt to a confession.

"Todoroki!" I cut him off, and bite my lip.

"me too" I say, looking up at him.

He smiles at me, and takes the hint. He kisses my lips quickly, then goes to speak again.

"can we...well can I...try something?" He asks me, pulling me closer against him.

I feel the heat radiating off of his body, from his quirk and possibly the tension as well.

I nod my head, trusting him with my body.

He nods back at me, confirming he understood my consent, and kisses me passionately again.

I bring my hands up to his cheeks as my tongue glides across his lower lip. He moans deeply into the kiss, and just hearing that noise from him for the first time instantly turned me on, bringing me to moan in return. His hands rest above my hips as he pulls me harder into him, like if he loosened his grip in the slightest i'd completely slip away from him.

Our tongues dance together for a few seconds as I feel one of his hands grow warmer again, and his other becoming very cold. The side that was becoming a bit icy, I instantly jolt my hips the other way and moan unpleasantly.

"T-Todoroki..." I whine his name.

"please, I want you so bad...let me touch your body..." He groans into my ear as he clenches my hips again, rolling his already hardened dick against my lap.

Then he harshly pushes me down onto the bed and climbs on top of me.

At this moment, I saw Todoroki's eyes were overflowing with lust. Very new.

He crawls above me and I feel his leg between mine, almost rubbing hard enough against my heat. This causes me to move myself downwards so it does in fact rub against me, needing some sort of friction at the moment.

He watches my face as I let out cries of lechery.

"t-touch me..." I whimper as I grab the bottom of my shirt.

He looks down at my chest and brings his cold hand under my shirt.

"gladly..."

He pulls my shirt up over my breasts, as they are still clothed in my bra.

"arch your back" He says.

I do as i'm told, and he brings his hands around my back to quickly unclip it.

Swiftly removing it completely from my body, he pulls my shirt up more and stares at me.

I watch as he sits up and stares at his hand, now smoking of chill.

"T-Todoroki!" I whimper, catching his attention.

He brings his hand down to my breast and pinches my nipple with his freezing cold hand.

"o-oh! f-fuck, that's cold!" I yell, throwing my head back onto the bed and arching my back.

"I thought I should try this...using my quirk to pleasure someone...you like this, y/n?" He groans, rubbing circles around my nipple.

"y-yes..." I moan.

"oh, good"

Even if i'm not doing anything to him, he emits his own sensual noises.

His noises are like music to my ears, they just turn me on even more.

They're deep and needy at the same time.

I feel him pull his hand away and move to my other breast, giving it the same treatment.

My nipples grew completely erect from the coolness of his hand. When he touched them directly, the cold just stimulated my arousel.

But then he pulls his hand away.

He switches his hand for the temperature, and soon enough, an almost boiling hand gropes my breast. The instant temperature change made me squeal, jolting my hips upwards and rubbing my legs together for friction.

I wanted more.

I needed more.

Todoroki pulls himself away as he notices my impatience.

"what is it?" He purrs, sitting up.

I look at him with a 'really?' type of look, as he knows exactly what it is.

He just wanted me to say it.

I look into his eyes as I bring my own hand down to my pussy, rubbing it through my thin sport shorts. A pink hue forms on his cheeks as he watches me pleasure myself in front of him.

"Todoroki..." I moan his name as I arch my back to the rhythm of my fingers. We make eye contact again as he growls a moan and grabs the rim of my shorts, instantly pulling them down. He pulled them down so impatiently that my laced panties were now left crooked. He completely pulls off my shorts and throws them away from my bed. He looks up at me as he brings another cold hand and pushes it fully up against my pussy, still clothed in my panties.

"o-oh, f-fuck me!" I throw my head back on the bed as I feel the sudden ice against my clit. He watches me as I grind myself against his circling hand and only moan for more. As the movement grows quicker, I could finally tell the state of my arousel through my fabric, and so can Todoroki.

"you're soaked, y/n..." he groans, moving his hand to the top of my panties and pulling them down, completely taking them off finally.

As soon as im completely bare, his eyes are locked, and I whine at his reaction.

"Todoroki! stop staring! it's embarrassing..." I say, closing up my legs.

"oh, don't be embarrassed, please...look at you..."

I watch him as he once again brings his freezing hand up to my pussy, moaning to himself.

He presses a single finger to my clit and rubs in circles.

"o-oh, gosh, Todoroki! stop teasing me!" I yell at him, making eye contact as I slightly sit up.

"oh, fuck, y/n..."

He looks up at me with a smirk for a few seconds, before he plunges two ice cold fingers inside me.

"how's this for teasing, huh? you like this?" He attempts dirty talk, watching me as I make lewd noises and faces while he thrusts his fingers with his cold hand.

He brings his warm hand up to my clit, the two temperatures in the same area making me go crazy.

I attempt to move my body up and down as if it were to help gain more pleasure, causing my breasts to slightly move in the same rhythm.

"oh my gosh...look at you"

Todoroki comments on my current state.

"I wanna taste you..."

He brings his face close to my pussy, removing his cold hand from inside me and placing it against my clit. I feel his warm tongue graze my folds as he inserts his tongue instead of his fingers.

He vigorously rubs cold circles on my clit while eagerly licking at my pussy. He constantly moans against me, overstimulating my clit.

He also has his warmer hand roaming any parts of my body he could reach. He occasionally reaches up to massage my breasts again, or my thighs or hips, then back to rubbing my inner thighs.

All of the movements together, including the vibrations from his noises, I feel so close, finally.

I could tell he was really enjoying this, his whining and moaning was insane.

"Todoroki, p-please! I-I'm going to-!"

The only noises heard at the moment are mine and his cries of pleasure as he hungrily eats at my pussy.

We were so noisy, especially Todoroki, I wouldn't be surprise if anyone else in their dorms, or students just walking by, could hear us.

"fuck...I love your pussy..." He mumbles against my clit, which he's still rubbing with a frozen finger.

Finally, I let out one last whine, signaling I was about to finish.

"yes...I want you to cum...climax all over my face" He whimpers huskily with one last lick.

He gives my heat a few more clean up licks before sitting up and looking at me.

I stare back at him as a panting and sweating mess. Then I lay my head back on the bed, closing my eyes and sighing.

"fuck...that was amazing, Todoroki"

He hums as I hear him shuffle a bit, then crawl back on top of me.

Although, instead of feeling his clothed body against mine, his chest was suddenly bare.

"it's hot in here..." I sigh, hugging Todoroki closer to me. I figured that was why he took off his shirt, also after being sexually worked up, it had to cool down.

I feel him activating the colder side of him and placing that hand on my neck.

"better, love?" He questions.

I look up at him and meet his eyes, as we chuckle together.

I hug him closer to me, responding to his question.

"yes, Todoroki. it's perfect"

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emotionallyattachednerd · 10 months

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His Princess Part 2 ❙ EP Swindle x f!human reader ❙ NSFW 18+

Word count: 3000+ 😲

Warnings: Smut ( tocuhing, fingering, oral and spike penatration all nearing the end ) possessive behaviour, some angst and size difference. NSFW 18+.

Notes: So this happened. Why the hell do I get carried away with these? I don't know how to write a short story lol. I would like to thank @strawverrysweet for their request, and hope you don't mind it being long. I turned it into a part 2 from the first one I did here. There's smut, there's angst, read on to find out how it ends. 😅

Tips☕

It's been days since you last saw Swindle. You both had your first fight, or argument, you weren't very sure what to call it, but it happened and now you are riddled with sadness and guilt.

On each visit he would get you gifts. First it starts small, to the point he got you an actual diamond necklace. That's how the fight started. You questioned and he bluntly admitted he stole it for his princess. You didn't like the fact he was stealing and he didn't understand why you were upset about it.

He left in annoyance, leaving you to drown in misery. You missed him and desperately wanted to see him.

It wasn't right though and he shouldn't have done that.

Back at your home you look out your window with the view of the thick trees surrounding the area. You were blessed to have a place outside the city and to settle in nature.

You just finished washing up when you hear the familiar transformation sound from outside. You hurry outside the door where you find Swindle.

You honestly had no idea what to say or if he wanted to speak first, but you did move forward and hug him around his giant leg. You missed the big dummy.

It seems he approves because he ends up letting out a soft cackle and picking you up under his servo, making you hug his digit next as he brings you up to his optic level.

"Hi princess." He smiles while bringing you closer. "Miss me?"

"Yeah." You admit through a defeated groan. "I was worried about you. I'm sorry we fought, it's just..." You go quiet as you think over your words.

Swindle seems quiet as well. His optics were shifted around, as if he was nervous, but you weren't quite sure what he was thinking. Before you could ask anything you felt his large digit move towards your neck where you are wearing the diamond necklace he stole for you.

"You're wearing it." He smiles broadly. "Looks so pretty on you."

As much as you don't like that he stole it, you love how it looks on you, and you've been wearing it since he left those days before.

"It does look pretty." You admit through another defeated huff through a smile. "Just...promise, no more stealing. I don't need luxury things, all I want is you." You admit warmly as you press a tender kiss against the padding of his digit.

He seems surprised to hear you say this, then conflicted, worried. Seriously, what is the big guy thinking? Maybe you are saying too much?

"Swindle? Listen, I get if this is too much, or weird for you. You're a giant robot and I'm a human, but we already live in a weird universe, right? Things happen for a reason. I need you. I've been a depressive mess while you were gone, made me realise just how much I want to be with you."

Your words seem to hit him differently, a feeling he's probably not really felt much in his long lifetime.

"Princess, I care about you too." Hearing his confession must've not been easy for him. "I want you to be safe. Which is why I need to go."

Go?

"Why?" You manage to ask through the lump forming in your throat and eyes glazing over.

"Because it's not safe. It won't be forever, I'll come back again, but I do need to disappear for a bit until things settle."

"Take me with you." You suddenly say to him, clinging onto his digit refusing to let go. "I can handle it. Swindle," you stare up at him, concerned filling your eyes, "is someone after you?"

The answer is in his face, you see it. Yes, someone is after him.

Suddenly, a bright blue rope shoots out and wraps tightly around Swindle's arm, yanking him back forcefully. You gasp at the sudden movement while he brings you closer against his chassis with his free servo to prevent you from falling.

You have no idea what's going on but you suddenly find your home surrounded by dark dressed people, large vehicles and weapons drawn towards Swindle, more electrified ropes being shot out at his legs to prevent him from escaping, than his other was yanked out, the one you sat in and held on to prevent yourself from being tossed onto the ground.

"NO!" You scream as you cling into Swindle's digits tightly. "STOP IT! Leave him alone!"

"Drop the girl!" You hear one of the men speak through a megaphone.

"I ain't dropping her stupid human!" Swindle shouts back as he tries to get free from the ropes. If he did drop you, it'll be a hard landing.

"Swindle." You hear another deep voice and look over Swindle's digit to see a bright blue and red robot approach. You knew then that they were still around after all those years ago, and this is Optimus Prime. "It's over. Surrender yourself and come quietly. Let the human go, please."

"Unless you want her to have a rough landing, I suggest one of you catch her." Swindle glares back. He was fighting it, the concern for you. He fears to show he cares about you and you know it's not meant to be in a hurtful way but to put you out of danger.

Some people slowly approach below with what looks like a safety blanket to catch you. Your reaction is dumb, but you can't help yourself as you remove one of your slippers and peg it at one of their heads, catching them off guard a little.

"Screw you and go to hell."

It's Swindle that moves his servo, forcing you to slip from him. You look up as you fall and see his faint smile, a smile of sympathy. He cares, you know this and he'll keep you out of danger as best he could.

Once you're caught you don't make it very easy for them as they end up putting you into a van with guards. You look out the tinted window at Swindle as he's being arrested, your heart breaking yet again as you're taken away.

They took you somewhere, a building, or bunker, you weren't quite sure, but you gave them the silent treatment. You refused to answer any of their questions or reveal anything about Swindle. They call themselve GHOST but you hardly care. You were forced to hear them speak, about any involvement with a decepticon and how she knew him, but you didn't crack.

A part of you wanted to scream at them and demand to see Swindle, but you also knew that wouldn't be very smart. If they are to find out anything going on between the two of you, you didn't know what they might do next and you didn't really want to find out either.

But you are worried for Swindle. What are they going to do to him? Where are they taking him? Were you ever going to see him again?

You're held there for a time, you couldn't be too sure how long but eventually you were allowed to go home. You have no doubt that you'll be watched but you don't care about that.

Back at your home you try to distract yourself from recent events and it doesn't take long for you to cry into your pillow, letting out hitched sobs feeling more alone than ever before.

Your hand comes up to your necklace, fingers tracing over the diamonds before clutching them. It is all you have that reminds you of him, and you never wanted to forget him.

As the days turn into months, just when you thought things couldn't get worse they did. Something weird was happening in Witwicky, and everyone was forced to evacuate.

You honestly didn't know what was happening as everyone was forced to leave and take shelter, and you doubt anyone knew what was happening. But after a long night it was over? You were allowed to return back home then, but you knew something went down.

Whatever it was, you hope it is gone for good.

As you returned back to your home you were glad everything looked the same, but there was one of those GHOST vans parked out front, and a man standing near your front door.

"Can I help you? Not that I want to help you at all..." You say as you approach, arms crossed and without a care. He ignores what you say.

"It's good you got out when you could. My name is Agent-I mean, just call me John." You did sort of recognize him when Swindle was arrested, had a much more serious tone than, but now he sounds lost, defeated. "As you can see a lot happened but I'm not going into detail, I'm here for something else."

You narrow your eyes at the man, unsure what that means.

"Do you trust Swindle?" Now that was a question you weren't expecting.

"Yeah...I do." You answer, trying to sound convincing. "Why do you ask?"

There is a long pause before he exhales. "Alright! Fine...come on out."

From behind your home you see Swindle come out of hiding and your breath hitches. He's here!

Dropping your bag you run over and leap into his open servo as he kneels down, holding you close against him as you embrace the big bot.

"Hey princess." He says as you kiss the corner of his lips through your beaming smile.

"I missed you." You truly did miss your robot boyfriend.

It's John that clears his throat. "Alright, so, whatever you two have going on here it's none of my business. I will say though you'll both be watched, carefully, and Swindle you're not allowed to cause trouble or run off. You're to stay put!"

"Don't talk to me as if I'm a bad pet!" Swindle snaps at the man, but his attention is brought back to you when you caress his cheek plating.

"Stay with me, please." You wanted him to stay, forever.

Swindle looks at you, optics slowly softening before he finally nods with a sigh. "Alright, but only for you, not him." He sends a glare to John.

He keeps his promise and stays. Turns out the decepticons all helped save the world and were given a third chance to redeem themselves, and they finally accepted. Of course they were to work together with the autobots but you were just happy to have Swindle back in your life.

You even got to meet his brother who he spoke about. He knew about the two of you, and he seems fine with it. You think others know as well but none are going to question it, ever.

You did question Swindle if they hurt him while he was in prison. He didn't want to talk about it. Something happened, but you didn't want to push it out of him. If he wants to talk about it he will when he's ready you told yourself. But you knew that whatever happened, he got hurt. You didn't want him getting hurt ever again.

One night he had a surprise for you, one you've been wanting for a long time and he is finally going to give it to you, literally.

In your barn you lay naked on the bales of hay covered by a soft blanket for yourself. You only wear the diamond necklace, a gentle request by Swindle.

"Oh I've missed this." He purrs in delight as his digits gently run over your naked form.

In the position you laid you are in perfect level with him. You both want this to be as pleasant as possible without any struggles. As excited as you are, you are also nervous.

He seems to notice this. "You alright princess?" His digit is gently rubbing against your inner thigh as he leans closer.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just been a while since we've had any fun." You answer through a heated sigh as he touches you in the right spots. He never forgets and always knows your sweet spots.

"If you want to wait-" You cut him off.

"No, please. I've waited. I want to try. I'll let you know if it becomes too much, but I want to try." You say fondly, running you hand over one of his servo against you.

He smiles and leans closer, sharing a kiss with you as you hold his face and kiss him back tenderly. You gasp into his lips when you feel his digit stretch your core, slowly pumping as you use your hand to rub at your clit to build up your arousal more.

You want to be so ready for him.

He adds a second digit making your back arch and mewl out and clench on on him, hearing him hiss as he did this to his digits gets him all heated and aroused himself.

"Oh sweet spark, I love your reactions. So lively!" You hear him say with a smug look on his face.

"Only for you!" You know he loves that, to praise him and let him know who you belong to.

"That's right, all mine. You're my beautiful princess."

He removes his digits from your core leaving you wet and empty, then you hear the familiar sound of his panel shifting and throbbing cable emerging.

Glancing down you see it. Standing tall and tarped tip leaking fluids, using his servos to spread your thighs wider and tugging you to the edge of the covered bales right at his level.

It is without a doubt you knew you won't be able to take all of him. He laid himself across your core and belly, the tip ending right between your breasts. Yeah, not all will fit, but some will.

Slowly he rubs himself against you, drawing out heated gasp from you as he lets out short grunts, fluids leaking out and coating against your skin. The sight of you makes Swindle moan in delight.

"Here we go." He says, as if to warn you while he grabs himself and moves himself lower, pressing against you.

You are so wet already so the tarp tip of his cable slid in with ease, but the more he pushed forward the bigger he got and the tighter you became.

You can't help the moans and gasps that leave your plump lips. Feeling yourself stretch so much was something you've never felt before, and it really gets your heart pumping.

Swindle isn't dumb and knows to be careful. He was surprised you managed to take the first bit of him, watching on as he sank inch by inch, a bulge forming at your belly before stopping himself. He isn't even half way, but this is all you can take of him.

"Fuck..." You whimper out as you squeeze your eyes closed, choked groans leaving you. You felt so full, letting out surprising gasps from the twitching coming from his cable buried deep in you.

"You doing alright?" He asks from above you as he stays still, violet optics illuminating across your naked quivering body.

"Y-yeah." You manage to answer, moving your hand down across the bulge that has formed making your breath hitch. "Holy shit...you fill me so much. I can feel everything!"

"You feel very snug, princess, it feels so good. I promise to be careful." Swindle assures you before you feel him slowly moving out from you, only to give a short and slow thrust back forward again, causing both him to grunt and you to moan loudly.

He was huge! Of course you already knew this, but now experiencing it is a whole new feeling. You feel every slow movement he gives, every ridge rubbing against your inner walls, and every push his tarp tip pressed up against your belly. The pain wasn't bad, if you want to call it that, but the pleasure is burning through every inch of you like wildfire, and you love every moment of it.

Swindle makes sure to keep himself steady and not lose control of himself. His instincts were telling him to bury himself fully but that isn't going to happen. He's enjoying himself very much, and is proud to see you are loving this as well.

Soft mewls left you with each movement he gives, thrusting himself into you gently as you grip into the blanket under you, feeling the rocking motion both from him and the bales you laid upon.

Moving your hand again to your clit you rub yourself in circular motions and your other lays across where you feel Swindle's cable pressing up against your belly over again, and bringing you closer to your orgasim.

"Oh princess, so fragging good." You hear Swindle say above you before you open your eyes, smiling through the blooming pleasure about to erupt through you.

His grip on you tightens as he lets out a long strained groan, movements becoming shorter and firmer as his cable throbs, surrounded by your clenching tight depths.

"Swindle...fuck...I'm about ot cum!" You warn, seeking that approval from him, but it seems he isn't far off either.

"Do it! Frag!" He curses out before his thrusts turn jerky and you feel a sudden burst of warmth filling you deeply.

You cum with arched hips and a loud cry, whimpering as you feel his fluids filling you so much that it expands against your belly and out around his cable inside you still.

You both remain like this for a time, heavy breaths and venting filling the barn, before eventually Swindle slowly removes himself. You feel his cable retreat, followed by his fluids that your body isn't able to hold onto and lay there in a tired and blissful mess.

Swindle leans down and touches your face tenderly through a proud smile. "You did so nicely, so proud of you."

"Thank you...you were amazing." You answer back fondly.

He shares a kiss with you. You never want to let him go again, and you think he felt the same way about you.

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thaboah · 1 year

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God Of War characters during a party!

Well I'm in class, bored as hell and tonight I had this idea. I haven't seen anyone writing something like this but it could be funny.

Here is almost every character mentioned, but due I'm going to mention alcohol, drugs and violence, and Trùd and Atreus are kids. I'm not going to mention them. Let's just say that they're on a "kids zone".

TW: Alcohol, drugs and violence mentions, please if you're minor do NOT read this.

🎟️,, ~ Let's start!

The night had just started and everyone still sober, the music starts playing and it's time to have fun.

Mimir, since he's just a head and can't dance, it's with Sindri taking care of people stuff, like the weapons. To make the party a safe place everyone has to leave their weapons at the entrance.

Brok is the one who attends the bar, he makes cocktails and give "advice" to drunk people.

Let's be honest, he's not the best person to ask for advice, but there's anyone more besides him.

His tips are simple, if you like someone, go ahead and kiss them and try to conquer them. If someone It's annoying, then punch them in the face!

Thor is the one who recieves this last advice, he has been annoyed by Heimdall like always, so now he's drunk, he finds that idea very interesting.

Well, Heimdall is leaning against a wall, he's not really drunk, but he's a little affected by alcohol, so when he sees Thor reeling towards him, he looks at his eyes and immediately knew what was going to happen.

Thor tried to punch Heimdall, but he dodges every single blow that Thor tries to give him.

H: "I'm sorry, did you just tried to hit me? You idiot."

T: "DOn't YOu dARe to CALl mE IDioT!"

H: "Okay! You drunk monkey!"

T: "WhaT DId yøU JÛsT CæLl Me?!"

At this point a good amount of people just formed a circle around these two.

Odin was staring at them like "What did I do to have this pair of idiots as sons"

Some people like Freyr were too drunk to understand what was happening and they were just screaming: "Fight, fight, fight!"

The fight was lame, and when Tyr (The real one) arrived, he really tried to make them stop.

Tyr tried to calm down Thor, and Heimdall just walked away.

And Sif, Sif was mad as hell at Thor, she and Thor left the party soon, as Sif said: "You have done enough"

And Kratos... Well, he's there, but he's not even drinking, he's just there making sure that his friends are okay and Odin doesn't try something when they're drunk.

He weren't planning to go but Freya ask him to go with her and he thought it could be interesting and maybe he could learn something about Odin or his plans.

Freya was enjoying the party, she's not the heart of the party, but, you know who it is? Freyr.

Freyr is having the BEST time of his life, he's drinking, dancing on the floor like he was at the end of the world.

Baldur was there too, dancing with Freyr, he can't get drunk, but he's trying really hard, he's drinking everything he sees (and doing some drugs) he really WANTS to feel something.

The party starts going out of hands, someone, ahem, ahem, Odin, put something on the drinks while nobody was seeing.

Everyone starts doing things that normally they wouldn't do. Even Tyr and Freya are giving everything on the dance floor.

Heimdall wasn't drinking anymore, he knew what Odin has done but he's not going to question the all-father's behaviour.

Kratos it's fine too, he haven't drunk anything on the entire night, but he's having a great time anyways. There's no need to get drunk, you can have fun without alcohol.

Sindri, Brok and Mimir once everyone is too busy doing things that they will regret tomorrow. They meet together at the bar, Sindri is worried, he thinks that the party has gone out of hands, but Brok tell him to relax, anyone is dying.

When the party is over everyone ends sleeping where they can. Kratos takes Freya to her house but leaves the rest to his own luck.

Freyr and Baldur during the party were like best friends and they wake up next to each other lying on the ground. (Nothing weird, they fell asleep dancing)

Odin left after Kratos, but Heimdall stayed there annoying everyone.

Heimdall wakes up on the entrance of the party, he was so annoying that when he fell asleep everyone agreed on getting ride of him.

Sindri and Brok left and gone home leaving Mimir on the bar.

Everyone left Mimir :(

The next morning everyone woke up with a headche.

Baldur, Freyr and Heimdall found Mimir on the bar.

Mimir would definitely tell them about everything that happened last night, everyone feels a little embarrassed.

But at the end was funny and nobody was hurt.

🎟️,, ~ End

(WHAT WITH THIS GIF I LOVE IT)

That was funny! I spend alomst 2 hours writing, maybe more, maybe less but I hope all liked it :)

And if someone read this and is a minor, bad! I told you this wasn't for kids! But don't worry I understand you, when I was a kid I did that too and I'm normal haha.

Jokes aside, you don't need of alcohol to have fun and this is a fanfic, it's not real and it's not a good example or parties!

Have a nice day :)

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