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aquagirl1978 · 5 months

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Cigarettes After Sex - Jude Jazza x Reader (Ikemen Villains)

A/N: Part of my "A Series of Firsts" event.

Pairing: Jude Jazza x Reader

Prompt: first fight

Word Count: 991

Tags: NSFW; Minors - DNI; angsty smut; piv; creampie; no pronouns used (reader is afab)

“Jude, what are you –”

“Get the fuck outta here,” Jude scowled at Ellis, who was standing with the bathroom door wide open.

“Why are you in the bathtub? In your clothes?” Ellis asked, his voice filled with sincere concern.

Jude tilted his head, peering at Ellis with amethyst eyes. “Didn't I give ya a job to do?”

“Yeah, Jude. You did, but I just –”

“But what?” Jude took a long drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke at Ellis.

“You were with her earlier. You two had –”

“Shuddup!”

Ellis tilted his head and smirked at Jude. “You’re in love.”

“Fuck off! Right now. Before I shove your face in this water and drown yer sorry arse.”

Ellis let out a long sigh and backed away, not wanting to face anymore of Jude’s wrath. Shaking his head, he muttered quietly to himself, wondering what exactly went wrong.

“What are you saying, Jude?”

*****

Earlier that evening...

You stared at him with wide eyes, tears pricking the backs of your eyes but not ready yet to roll freely down your cheeks. He averted his gaze, unable to look you in the eye.

“Look at me, Jude,” you demanded.

With a heavy sigh, he did as you asked, an ugly scowl marring his face.

“Happy now?”

You pursed your lips together as you glared at him, waiting for an answer. He let out a loud huff of air before averting his gaze once again.

“I’m not a good man,” he said softly.

Taking a seat on the bed next to him, you pressed your palm against his cheek, forcing him to look at you.

“What are you saying?”

“You're better off without me,” he replied simply, as if he was sharing something mundane with you, like the weather outside.

Your heart didn't want to accept this response; you knew he cared for you and that this was likely some ridiculous attempt to protect you by pushing you away.

“One last kiss?” you asked as you leaned your face towards his.

He sighed, but relented. “One last kiss,” he agreed before covering your mouth with his in a greedy kiss.

His arms soon wrapped around your shoulders, his long fingers digging in your skin, pulling you closer to him. Threading your fingers in his messy hair, you deepened the kiss, granting his tongue entrance into your sweet mouth.

He pushed you down on the bed, his kisses growing eager and hungry.

“One last fuck,” he whispered, his fingers already working the buttons of your blouse.

“One last fuck,” you whispered back, your hips rolling against his, desperate to feel him inside you.

You both made short work of removing each other's clothing; layers of fabric were quickly discarded to the floor in a heap, your bodies now bare and exposed only for the other's eyes.

Shifting on the bed, he climbed atop you, his hips hovering over yours, teasing you with the outline of his cock pressed against your belly.

“Jude, please…” you whimpered, wrapping your hand around his shaft. Wordlessly, he rubbed the tip of his cock along your entrance, coating his cock with your arousal.

“Wet already,” he said with a smirk. He began to slide his cock inside you, slowly at first, the stretch pleasurable as he filled you.

He swallowed your desperate moans as he buried his cock in you. Eager to be inside, it only took a few hard thrusts before he bottomed out. He took a moment to allow you to adjust to his thick cock buried inside you, enjoying the sight of your bodies joined together at the hip.

When you were ready, you rocked your hips against his, a silent signal that you needed him. Jude groaned as he withdrew his cock from your folds before sliding back inside. His movements were slow and deliberate, your walls clenching his shaft on every thrust.

A fire blazed in your belly, its flames alighting your every nerve. You relished the pleasure as Jude increased his pace, his hips now slamming against yours, his cock penetrating deeper with every stroke.

Your back arched as your hips tilted up as Jude ravished your body. Pleasure built and built, the waves cresting, ready to overwhelm your every sense. Throwing your arms around his shoulders, your body clung to his; dragging your hands down his back, your nails left light scratch marks in their wake.

Letting out a shuddering sigh, your body trembled as your pleasure peaked. Never before had you known such rapture. Glancing up at Jude, you smiled blissfully at him as you savored what you wished wouldn’t be your last climax.

His movements quickly became erratic; his thrusts unrelenting as they came rougher and faster. With a loud groan, he plunged his cock in you one final time, spilling inside as he joined you in a state of euphoria.

Breathless and boneless, your body laid under Jude’s as your heartbeat slowly returned to normal. He stroked your hair, messy from your activities, and tucked a stray lock behind your ear. Your eyelids fluttered, your body ready to succumb to sleep.

You smiled at him one last time before you allowed your eyelids to close. This wasn’t the first time you were intimate, and you sure as hell hoped that this wouldn’t be the last. But if it was, it was one you’d never forget, it was that good.

*****

Jude waited until you were fast asleep before he shifted in the bed. Propping on his elbow, he gazed at you wistfully. With his fingertips, he grazed the outline of your face, your skin soft under his touch. He gently ghosted a finger over each of your eyelids before sitting up and rolling out of the bed.

“It’s better this way,” he muttered, more to himself than to you. “You are too good for this world I call home.”

He took one last look at you before walking out the door and out of your life.

Tagging: @redheadkittys @themiscarnival @coral-relevium @cyberk1ee @kookie-my-little-sunshine @pathogenic @ellisgivesmelife013 @ikemen-writer @nightghoul381 @judejazza @randonauticrap @xbalayage @xenokiryu

#a series of firsts ccc #ikemen series #ikemen villains #ikevil #jude jazza #ikevil jude #ikemen jude #ikevil fanfic #ikemen fanfic #otome #otome games #otome fanfic

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daddykylokenobi · 1 year

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Requests Open - ADCU

Hey everyone I wanted to make a post detailing what kind of requests I am open for and the characters I will write for!

The characters I will write for are -

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo (Star Wars)

Matt the radar technician (Star Wars skit)

Clyde Logan (Logan Lucky)

Paterson (Paterson)

Jude (Hungry Hearts)

Charlie Barber (Marriage Story)

(And more to come as I see more ADCU movies)

All requests are welcome, if I do not want to write it or will not based off of a moral/opinion I will let you know!

Fluff, angst, smut, serious, funny, whatever idea you have throw my way and I’ll do my best to write it for y’all!

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driverwaltz · 4 years

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Hi, I’m Ara

This is just a quick lil’ intro post☺️

Who am I?

I’m a journalism major with an interest in fiction writing. I love music and I’m an absolute sucker for indie rock/pop. My favorite artists include The Strokes, Arctic Monkeys, Lana Del Rey, Banks, and Billie Eilish. I’m also a hopeless romantic so you bet I’ll be making some real sappy and cheesy content.

What is this blog?

Reading fan fiction has always been one of my hobbies, so I wanted to try my hand in writing some. The title of this blog was actually based on one of my favorite Arctic Monkeys song, “piledriver waltz,” and I just altered it cuz this blog is mainly going to be focused on Adam Driver.

Who will I write for?

Like I said, I’m mainly going to write for Adam Driver’s characters but there’s a couple of other characters I’m interested in writing for and I’m open to requests.

Adam’s characters...

Adam Sackler (Girls)

Flip Zimmerman (Blackkklansmen)

Pale (Burn This)

Jude (Hungry Hearts)

Kylo Ren (Star Wars)

Charlie Barber (Marriage Story)

Ronnie (The Dead Don’t Die)

Ricky (Tracks)

Other characters...

John Wick

Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

I’ll be writing multi-chapter fics, one shots, headcanons, ships, and I’m thinking of doing a day dedicated to smut requests and another one dedicated to fluff requests.

#adam driver #flip zimmerman #kylo ren #burn this #pale #jude #charlie barber #marriage story #ronnie #the dead dont die #adam sackler #girls #john wick #tommy shelby #peaky blinders #star wars #fanfic

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lynyrdwrites · 5 years

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honestly i need more jurdan smut and i can imagine cardan masturbating thinking of jude while she is exiled

Okay, so this doesn’t fit the prompt to a T... but I hope it fits the spirit of it at least? It’s not as smutty as it could be, but I still wouldn’t recommend reading at work.

Putting the fic under a cut, because spoilers for The Wicked King lie beyond here.

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He sits on his throne and thinks that he’s never felt quiteso bored.

He didwhat he had to do, he will not regret it, but everything seems just a bitduller, without Jude there. As thoughshe somehow breathed life into his kingdom, and without her there, the worldhas dimmed.

Nicasiatries to entertain him, to worm her way back into his good graces, but he isnot the boy she once knew. He is nolonger that cruel creature who was so easily tempted by her lips. He is cruel in new ways now, and immune toher tricks and seduction.

He is theHigh King, and has the island to prove it.

He is theHigh King, but has no Queen with which to share that burden. She is gone, and if he still closes his eyes,imagines what she would say before he makes a decision… well, no one need knowthat but him.

He staresout across the empty throne room; gone are the revelers that he used tosurround himself with, and for a moment he misses them. He misses when he allowed himself to beterrible and cruel, just for the sake of it, and wonders if maybe he can getthat boy back. Being that boy waseasier.

He misses her, and he doesn’t want toadmit it, though sometimes he wakes, hard and aching, in the middle of night,imagining he can taste her on his lips.

He didwhat he had to do, and he will not regret it… but he cannot lie, and he cannotsay he doesn’t miss her.

He closeshis eyes, and imagines for a moment that he catches her scent on the air. A foolish thought; she’s been gone for weeksnow, and even if she were still there, it’s not as though her scent had everlurked around. That is a romantic’sthought, and Cardan is not a romantic.

Somethingsharp pricks at his neck, and his eyes snap open.

“Hello,husband,” she says, holding the knife against his throat just so, and it seems that a stint in amongst the humans has notdulled her instincts in the least.

So quickto murder, his Queen.

His Jude.

“Well,this is a surprise,” he manages to croak out. He clears his throat, entirely too aware of the knife still held there,and when he speaks again it’s clearer, more confident. More like a King. “I believe I orderedyou exiled. One shout, and I’ll have your head.”

“You saiduntil the Crown declared I wasn’t. Well,you married me, and I decided exile wasn’t working for me.”

Cardandoesn’t know what to say to that, both because she’s here, but also because he was wrong. She is different, just a bit. It’s in the word choices she makes; her timewith the humans has given her even more of a ragged edge.

Heshouldn’t find it so attractive.

“Ah, butwho will believe that?” Cardan asks, and he knows the smirk curving his lips iscruel. He wants it to be cruel, for this girl who can so easily ruinhim. He has his reasons for what he did,but it would be a lie to say that he took no pleasure in his choices.

She canno longer underestimate him, can she? Orwrite him off as some foolish puppet King. He rules in his own right, and even if she’s angry, she cannot deny heis every bit as capable as she is.

“Maybethey won’t,” Jude mused, and the flat of the blade runs along his throat. It’s cold and makes him shiver. Or maybe it’s just the look on her face, justas cruel as his, as she grabs him by the hair, tilts his head back painfully,that causes the shiver. “Deny me, then,Cardan. Go ahead.”

I want to tell you so many lies.

His own words are an echo inthe back of his mind, and they still remain true. He wants to lie to her, as easily as she canto him. He wants to tell her that he hates her, and then kiss her like adrowning man.

“I can’t,”he hisses out instead, glaring up into her eyes. Oh, those eyes have haunted his dreams,enraged and betrayed and oh so very beautiful.

He’smissed those eyes.

“You can’t,”she agrees, leaning down until their noses almost touch. “How very unfortunate for you. I can deny you all I wish.”

Thosewords are his breaking point, and he doesn’t care that the knife is still flushto his throat. It takes just thesmallest of moves, and he’s kissing her, his lips hungry against hers. For a second, the knife his sharp, cutting ashallow slit into his skin; then it’s gone, fallen from her fingers as shechooses to clutch his hair instead.

It’s painand desire all wrapped into a moment until Cardan is dizzy with it all. And hungry. Their positions are reversed in but a moment, and he has a brief flareof sanity, when he wonders how she had gotten into her old rooms, rooms leftunchanged from when she was still there like a monument to her existence, inorder to don the dress she wears. But thenshe tugs him impatiently, so that he has to brace his hands on the throne asshe kisses him with a hunger that echoes his own, and all thoughts of sanityare gone.

They havehad kisses, and that one day, where she had come apart on his fingers, andCardan had wanted to do so many other things to her. He can do them now, and he doesn’t hesitate,shoving up her skirts until he can get his head under them, until he can puthis mouth over her.

Her gaspis the most beautiful music he’s ever heard. The way she says his name, a desperate plea, is a sound he’s only everheard in his dreams. She tastes evenbetter than he had imagined, and he’s been starved for this, for far too long.

Even whenhe had almost fooled himself into hating her, he had wanted this. Now that he has it, he doesn’t think he’llever be able to give it up.

Shewhimpers, and clutches at whatever parts of him she can reach, fingers bitinginto his flesh, even through the clothes he wears. There is a pounding, and perhaps the guardshave heard them, but Cardan doesn’t care. This might be madness, but it’s a madness he will happily –

“Yourmajesty, you need to get up!”

Cardancomes awake, his skin slick with sweat, his cock hard beneath his blankets, andJude’s name on his lips. The Bomb looksat him, her arms crossed, one brow raised in amusement. She and the Roach aren’t entirely sure whatto think of what he had done, he knows, but they both still stand behindhim. But she’ll enjoy this – bursting inand seeing him a mess over a fantasy of the girl he betrayed.

“What doyou want?” Cardan snarls, because he’s aching – both his cock and his heart,and he swears he can still taste Jude, even though he’s never tasted her atall. Because it was all a dream.

A dreamhe wants nothing more than to return to.

“Amessenger has arrived, from General Madoc. I thought you would wish to be present when we see what he has planned.”

What he has planned, as though Madocwould let them know what he wants in a letter. But it is like water being thrown over him, and even though it doesn’tmake his erection go away, it does remind Cardan that there is a reason for allhe has done.

For allhe as forsaken; but he must be a High King worthy of Queen. And everything he has done has a reason.

Get up, says the Jude of hisimagination. Not the one from hisdreams, who came apart so sweetly under his tongue. No, this is the Jude who is good ateverything, because she works so hard. The Jude that is his guiding star, because Cardan still sometimes wishesto go back to that cruel, prideful boy… but this Jude will not let him. Youhave work to do.

“I’ll be there shortly,” hesays, throwing his sheets back. He doesn’tcare that it means The Bomb will see him in all his unfortunately erectglory. She’s probably seen him in worsecondition – will probably see him in worse yet, before this is all done. “Do not let them read that letter without me.”

Sheleaves, and within short order Cardan hides away all the signs of his dream, ofhis desperation for the girl he exiled. Gone is the boy, left behind is just the High King.

I have work to do.

#Jurdan #Jurdan fic #Jurdan drabbles #Jude Duarte #Prince Cardan #The Wicked King spoilers #Anonymous

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justagirlwholikesadam · 1 year

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Tenant

Summary: Moving into New York is never easy especially with rent. You see an ad for a studio. You meet Jude who’s renting it out. Money is short, Jude has an idea how you can make it up.

Jude x Chubby! Reader

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You knew living in New York would be hard. Especially with rent so when you found an ad in the newspaper for a small studio near where you worked you were all for it. However, when you saw the price of the rent; you felt your heart fall out of your ass. You didn't care though, it would be a dollar slice of pizza and ramen noodles for breakfast, lunch and dinner. You just hoped the owner would be nice enough to give you a better deal.

"Hello, I'm Jude." You met a tall guy in front of an apartment complex. You had called him about the studio, and he agreed to meet you on the same day.

"Y/n. Nice to meet you." You said with a smile shaking his hand. You blushed under his gaze.

He opened the door for you and let you walk inside first into the lobby. He told you it was on the third floor as he shut the door. You walked up the stairs not noticing Jude staring at your behind. He bit his bottom lip as he looked at you. He quickly ran his hand through his hair as he followed behind you. It's been a while since he's been with Mina and with everything going on with the baby. He was on edge. He watched as you looked around in the studio, your round cheeks glowed in excitement as you opened the door to the closet to see how much space it was. He stood by the entrance.

You wore a pair of black leggings showing your ass, he gripped the doorframe when you leaned down to open the kitchen cabinet under the sink. Your cleavage showed as well. You are a pretty thing, he had to admit. He almost moans at the sight of your camel toe when you walk across the room. The leggings hugged your mound. You were nice and plump. So full in all the places he liked. His eyes went up to your face again to look at those round cute cheeks. His fingers were aching to pinch them.

"I do have one problem, though." You told Jude nervously. You stood across the room and looked at him. He quickly stuffed his hands into his pocket. Hoping you wouldn't see his half-hardened cock through his jeans.

"The rent. I just got here and I'm kind of new to this part of the city. It's a bit out of my budget for the moment." You told him.

"I will be looking for another job though. If I can get this place and pay the rest later." Jude just looked at you but didn't say anything. Something stirred deep inside of Jude that moment. Something very mischievous. His hands were already sweaty at the thought of it. His cock twitched under his jeans. He has seen it done once in a porn video before. He would jack off in the bathroom at 3 in the morning while Mina was sleeping.

'Girl pays rent with her pussy.'

The images flooded his mind of the girl in the porno riding her landlord's cock. The landlord pulling the girl's hair as he fucked her from behind.

"You're going to live here alone? You're single or..." Jude asked. You shook your head.

"I'm single. It'll just be me, here alone."

Good, Jude thought to himself.

"We can work out a deal perhaps." He said as he walked inside then shut the door behind him.

"A deal?" You questioned.

"Yes." Jude said, walking towards you. He stopped a few inches in front of you. You just stood still as you looked up at him. You got a good look at him now. He was towering over you. He was handsome, with a pair of nice lips, head full of dark locks. Beauty marks were scattered over his face. His eyes were light hazel. You saw him tuck a stand of hair behind his ear and you noticed a wedding ring.

"You're a pretty girl. Beautiful, to be honest." You blushed at his words.

"How about you pay half of the rent for the studio?" He said making your eyes widen at his words.

"You're serious?" He nodded at you, loving how your eyes lit up.

"What do you want in return?" You asked him.

Now Jude was a sweet guy before he met his wife. He loved his wife, and he loved his child even more but with everything going on with Mina. His wife was horribly irritating and had completely gone mad. Jude hasn't touched his wife in a year, no kisses, no hugs, no sex. He stayed with Mina for his child's sake. He even picked up more hours at his job to stay away from Mina.

He had this small studio to get away from Mina. He just used it in the weekdays whenever he got out early from work. He even snuck in food so he can eat since Mina didn't allow meat or any kind of food that was up to her standards. He thought he can get some extra cash by renting it but today when he saw you walking towards him with a bright smile, you looked so cute. You looked alive, your eyes and skin practically glowing. He couldn't help but think of you as the girl in the porno. You would be on your knees sucking his cock, batting your pretty little eyes at him as your mouth is full of cock.

Your cheeks would be full of cum just to pay the other half of the rent. Jude never told anyone, but he liked a girl with meat on her bones. Since he was tall and bigger he liked a girl who could handle him. When he met Mina, she was on the skinner side and he didn't mind it until now.

"I want to fuck you." Jude told you. You raised your eyebrows at him. He froze when you started to laugh.

"Yeah, right." You said between laughs, but he stood silently making you stop when he gave you no reaction.

"Oh shit. You're serious?" You asked as Jude looked up and down at your body.

"You're married." You said pointing the ring on his finger.

"I haven't touched my wife in over a year. It's complicated but the offer stands. I find you so attractive, Y/n. The moment I saw you. I couldn't help myself to think of you under me. Or you on top of me." Jude said as his eyes roamed over you once more.

You gave it some thought. You weren't a homewrecker, but fuck half of the rent is the only thing you will have to pay. It would help you a lot. You haven't slept with a guy in so long, you were getting tired of using your hands. You thought it was a joke, you weren't a skinny person. You were chubby. Bigger and fuller than most girls but the look he gave you made you pussy clench.

"Ok." You told him, making him grin.

"When?" You asked him.

"Possibly once or twice every month. Maybe when you pay me the rent. I'll come and pick it up and I'll fuck you." Jude said, making you look around the studio then at him.

"Deal." You said holding your hand out to him to shake on it. He shook your hand. You noticed his hands were much larger than yours. So warm and big. Fingers longer than yours.

You saw him lean down to your face. His nose touched your cheek. "You're so pretty." You heard him mumble as he gently pressed a kiss on your cheek. You turned to meet his lips. You whined in his mouth as he cupped your face with his hands as he continued to kiss you.

He quickly pulled away, making you frown. "I have to stop before I take you here on the wooden floor." You chuckled at him.

"Don't hesitate to call me if you need help bringing your stuff in." He whispers to you then gently pinches one of your chubby cheeks.

He gives you a pair of keys. "Until next time." He said then started to walk away. You quickly followed him to the staircase. He looked over his shoulder around in mid step when you called out to him.

"No deposit? No credit check?" You asked him. Jude shook his head. "I'm getting something much better in return. I don't need to check that."

You smiled as he told you goodbye and continued walking down the stairs. You walked back inside of the studio and looked around as you shut the door behind you. You let out a sigh and leaned back against the front door.

It took you almost a week to finally bring your stuff into the studio. You didn't text Jude to help you out, you didn't want to bother him especially after him giving you an amazing deal. You were a bit nervous as well. You were cooking when you looked over at the calendar you hung on the kitchen wall.

It was rent day.

You spend the whole morning cleaning the studio trying to make it look presentable. You even shaved and did your hair. You picked out some comfy clothes to wear. You were thinking about sending him a text to ask what time he was coming but didn't go through it.

You looked back at the steak you were cooking. It was evening already. A part of you was happy he hadn't come.

Maybe he has forgotten, you thought to yourself when you checked on the potatoes that were roasting in the oven. You shut the oven door closed when you heard knocking on the door.

Fuck. You cried out mentally.

"Coming." You yelled then lowered the heat on the stove to not burn the steak.

You quickly fixed your hair as you walked to the front door. There he was. Jude stood in front of you. He had a black peacoat on, a book bag over his shoulder. He wore a gray sweater with dark pants along with a pair of crew dress shoes. He looked very handsome.

"Hi." You said letting him inside.

"Hey." Jude told you as he walked inside. He saw you close the door and lock it. He saw you had little pjs shorts on. You were showing your bare legs, the shorts barely covering your ass.

You had little ankle socks on your feet. You had a sweater on with a design of a cat. He looked away when you turned to him and told him you had the rent money. He saw you walk over to the living/kitchen room and grab your purse. He blushed when he saw your shorts riding up. The back of your plushy thighs was on full display. He was hit by the smell of your cooking. It's been a while since he smelt meat.

"Here. That's half of it." You told him handing a white envelope. Jude didn't bother checking, he put it in his backpack

"Did you just got out of work?" You asked, trying to make small talk to ease your nervous mind.

"Yeah. The office was a bit busy today." He said. You were about to ask him something when you heard his stomach rumble loudly.

You let out a small laugh as he placed a hand on his stomach and blushed. "I'm sorry about that." He told you.

"I was making dinner. If you like, I can make you a plate." You said pointing at the kitchen. "I don't mind. Maybe we can talk more about our arrangement."

Jude nodded. "Sure." He placed his book bag on the small futon you had in the living/kitchen room and walked behind you to the kitchen. "Please sit." You said pointing at chair near the table. He sat and watched as you gather plates and sliver ware from the drawers. He liked watching you walk around the kitchen to serving him.

Your cheeks were pink from the heat of the cooking you did. He watched as you brought a plate. He thanked you profusely. He waited for you to sit across from him with your own plate. He looked down at his plate. Steak, roasted red potatoes and cheesy asparagus. It's been a while since he had a decent meal.

You thought dinner was going to be a shit show but Jude seemed content. He looked happy as he ate his steak. You had a few conversations about work and he told you he had a son. You noticed how much he loved his son by the way he talked about him. You smiled at him when Jude looked up from his plate at you.

Six months later.

"Fuck..fuck." Jude cried out as he rammed inside of you over and over again. You were on your back with your legs spread out. Jude likes to watch how his cock splits your pussy. He has to stops himself from cumming at the sight of his shaft disappearing in your puffy folds. Your walls feel so warm around him, he had a hand resting on your pudgy stomach as he rubbed your throbbing clit with the other hand.

You looked up at him as you played with your breasts. Squeezing them and pulling your nipples.

"Perfect pussy." Jude moans as he leaves from your clit to grab your plump mound, making you moan when he gives it a good shake.

"Mine pussy. It's fucking mine, right?" He moans, making you nod as he uses it to move your lower half up and down on his cock.

"Jude!" You cried out as he rammed deep inside of you. He stood still for a moment enjoying the feeling of the head of his cock kissing your cervix. He leaned over to kiss your breasts. Drooling over them, nipping on them. Your hands gripping on his hair as he feasts on your breasts. Shoving his face between them. The first time you slept with Jude you were nervous. He made you feel comfortable throughout the months. He would lick and kiss every stretch mark and cellulite on your skin. He would moan when he grabbed your tummy, your rolls and thick thighs. He would praise your body; each word would make your pussy drip wet for him.

"You're so pretty, bunny." He would say as he fucked you.

He started calling you bunny as well after the second month. "You're my cute little bunny. My god. Look at bunny's plump little pussy." He would moan as he fucked you.

He would fuck you from behind to see your ass bounce up and down on his cock. Loving the harsh smacks your ass would take when it hits his hips as he thrust into you. He loved the fact he would go hard, and you could endure it. You were the only one who took his entire cock.

You have lost count how many times you came. Your legs were becoming numb as you held them open for him.

Jude groans as he kisses your chest then brings his lips to yours. His hands went under you, holding you close as he began to fuck you in harsh and short thrusts making cry out.

"Juddeee.. please. It's too deep." You cry to him as he gently nip on your chubby cheeks on your face. You were feeling tears in your eyes by how much pleasure he was giving you.

"I know..I know...I know bunny. Take this fat cock." He pants against your cheeks. Your hands wrapped around him as he fucked hard you down on the mattress. You can hear the springs of the mattress starting to squeak again at his harsh thrusts.

"This pussy so fuckin' good. I swear. You were made just for me." He tells you, making you clench around his cock as you hear his praise. Jude's cock hit your cervix repeatedly. You felt so full of the cum from his previous orgasms and his cock ramming into you.

"Look at me, bunny." He moans, you obey and turn your face towards his. He gives you a sloppy kiss making you cry as you cum over his cock again.

Jude let out a heartily moan as he felt you cum on him. Lewd sounds of his balls slapping against your ass echoed in the bedroom. The air was beginning to feel hot and heavy. Cum dripping down to your ass to the bed sheets. You could feel the sweat rolling down his back. You were so sweaty; your bodies were sticking together. Jude had you in his favorite position, the mating position.

"Oh fuck.. bunny.." gasped Jude. He released a grunt as his thrusts became harsher and deeper. His face tucked in the crook of neck as he spilled inside of you. He held his hips up for a minute enjoying the feeling of cumming deep inside of you. You had one hand in his hair as the other was on his back. You couldn't feel your legs anymore, you didn't care at this point . You enjoyed the feeling of his body on top of you. His full weight on you felt so good. The feeling of your pussy being filled and the burning sensation of your pussy being stretched from his cock made your mind go blank for a second.

Jude hummed as he enjoyed his orgasm and the feeling of you under him. His eyes closed at the feeling of your fingers combing through his hair.

"Oh my god." He says softly pushing himself up to kiss your neck then at your face to your lips again.

With a wince he got up and sat on his legs looking down to see his mess. Your poor pussy was battered with cum. He looked at you to see you breathing heavily as you bit your bottom lip. He looked over your body, chest going up and down. Love marks covered your body, your pudge tummy looked so good on top of your mound. You let out a whine when you felt him pull out.

Every time Jude would leave you breathing heavily. With hickeys and drool all over your body. Leaves your pussy sore and dripping with his cum.

Over the few months that had passed, he asked you if he could come over to your place more times. You didn't deny his request. You liked having him around. He would wake you up with his head between your thick thighs. He would drown himself in your pussy. Morning would start with rough sex, headboard banging against the wall. Sweaty sex after dinner. He would eat you out on the dinner table. Bend you over the kitchen counter, and table.

He started to spend nights with you after sex, he liked cuddling with you. Jude would mindlessly knead at the fat of your thighs or your rolls, other times he'll squeeze your tummy when cuddling or when he's just standing behind you as you cooked dinner or breakfast. He liked when you sat on his lap. Your back against his chest as his hand goes between your legs. He would always let out a moan as he feels cups your plump mound and plays with your clit through your pants.

"You're so bad, Jude." You tell him as you drop your mouth open when you feel his tongue lick your dripping slit.

You don't know how he gets so much energy half of the time. You noticed Jude had a breeding kink. A very big one. You didn't mind it since you took care of yourself but the things, he tells you while fucking your pussy raw always made you go crazy.

"Imma cum in you, bunny. Gonna give me a baby. Right?" He would ask you while fucking you from behind. His hand pressing your head down on the mattress as you drool at his words.

"I'm gonna put a baby in this tummy." He would tell you as he grabs your stomach, squeezing your fat. You would just nod with an empty mind because all you could think about is his cock sliding in and out of you.

You cry out when you feel Jude push the cum back into your gaping hole with his fingers.

"Jude!" You whined out making him chuckle as he gave a gentle slap on your cunt. Loving the way your puffy pussy bounces back after his slap. Satisfy with what he has done. He lets your pussy rest for now.

"I had to taste you." He tells you laying next to you as you stared up at the ceiling trying to catch your breath. You feel him get closer to you after a while. Kissing your bare shoulder and arm.

"Y/n, can we cuddle?" He asked you after a moment of silence. You look over at him and nod. "I'm sweaty though." You commented to him. He shook his head.

"Don't care." He mumbled as he made his way to lay against your chest. He laid his head on top of your breasts with an arm over your stomach. You wrapped your arms around him then shut your eyes. You didn't mind it one bit of Jude being in you or over you. It was a small price to pay to only pay half of the rent.

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Dreams Do Come True Part 2

Abraham Ford, x Reader, Maggie Rhee x Reader, Glenn Rhee

Word Count: 2453

Warnings: implied smut, mention of anxiety.

A/N: some inspiration from Hold On To Me by Mayday Parade

Y/N jumped awake from yet another nightmare, and rolled over to look at the alarm clock sitting on her nightstand.

“4 am” she groaned, running her hand through her hair and slowly sitting up to lean against the headboard.

Y/N looked over towards her bedroom window, the morning sun starting to rise and shine through the curtains onto Abe’s face.

Y/N stared at Abe, a smile plastered on his sleeping face and she couldn’t help but feel her heart grow with love. The man she has loved from the beginning, sleeping peacefully right next to her like that’s where he was always supposed to be.

She took a deep breath as she laid her hand on Abe’s cheek, rubbing it with her thumb. Y/N had no clue what the future was going to bring for her and Abe, or even for the group but all she knew was that in this moment, everything was as it was supposed to be.

Y/N scooted back down into bed and moved close to Abe, and stared at his face trying to memorize his smile, the freckles on his nose, the shape of his lips, and the crinkle around his eyes and forehead when he smiles.

She placed a soft kiss to his lips and wrapped her arms around his middle, trying to get comfortable enough to go back to sleep.

“That’s one way to wake me up darlin’” Abe whispered, just barely opening his eyes.

Y/N looked up at him and laughed. “I wasn’t trying to wake you, just admiring the way you smile in your sleep.” She told him a bit embarrassed, putting her hand on his chest.

Abe pulled Y/N closer and placed his hand on top of hers, interlacing their fingers. “Are you okay?” He asked concerned, squeezing her tighter to his side.

Y/N sighed, nuzzling her head into Abe’s side. “Yeah, im fine. I just love you, that’s all.”

“I love you too.” Abraham told her, and Y/N felt the love and meaning behind each word.

Y/N woke up to the feeling of someone staring at her and pulled the blanket over her face. “Why are you staring at me?” She asked Abraham, her voice muffled by the blanket.

“I just love you, that’s all.” Abe replied using her own words against her. “And you were talking in your sleep.” He added with a chuckle.

“Oh no, what did I say?” Y/N asked Abe, pulling the blanket down below her eyes so she could see his expression.

Abe smiled and moved the blanket completely off of her face so he could kiss her softly. “Mostly all i heard was mumbling but I was able to understand a few words.” Abraham smirked and pulled her close.

“I don’t even want to know.” Y/N whispered as she buried her face into his chest.

Abe chuckled and flipped himself on his side to look at Y/N’s face. “Oh so you don’t want to know about our daughter? Or about you being pregnant with our new baby? Damn darlin we’ve been busy in those dreams of yours.” Abraham winked.

Y/N’s cheeks flushed a bright pink. “I was dreaming about our kids. I always do.” She admitted, only wanting to talk about the happy part of the dream, about their future together not about the part that caused her to be scared awake.

Abe smiled and placed a hand on Y/N’s cheek. “What does our daughter look like?”

Y/N smiled and took Abe’s hand off of her cheek to bring it to her lips, and placed a kiss to the middle of his palm. “She had her daddy’s eyes and my hair.” Y/N told Abe and a giant smile formed on his face. “She was a spunky little thing with an attitude.” Y/N laughed before continuing. “And she had her daddy wrapped around her little finger.”

Abraham chuckled. “Oh she already does and she’s not even here yet.”

It was 11 am when Y/N and Abe finally got out of bed and made it downstairs to the kitchen.

Y/N hopped up onto the counter and watched as Abe wondered around the kitchen looking for something to make them both for lunch. “What do you want for lunch?” He asked from behind the fridge door.

“From all the noises coming from your room this morning, i’m guessing you both are hungry for a 5 course meal.” Glenn laughed as he entered the kitchen.

“Oh, like you and Maggie are quiet?” Y/N laughed and rolled her eyes. “We could do a reenactment right here on this counter top if you want to learn some pointers.” She patted the counter next to her.

Abraham couldn’t hold in his laughter as Glenn’s face turned a bright shade of red and he walked over to the counter where Y/N was sitting.

“We’ve never had an audience before, but it could be fun.” Abe winked at her, throwing Y/N into a fit of giggles.

“What could be fun?” Maggie asked as she entered the kitchen.

Y/N laughed and wrapped her arms around Abe’s neck. “Why don’t you ask your husband, I’m sure he will fill you in.” She smiled at Maggie and turned her head to look in Glenn’s direction, embarrassment written all over his face.

“What?…no…uh….nothing.” Glenn stuttered

Abe laughed and turned around to face Maggie and Glenn, leaning his back against the counter. “Oh don’t get shy now.”

“Yeah tell Maggie.” Y/N urged him, and continued when he didn’t talk. “Glenn thought it was funny to make jokes about Abe and I being loud this morning so i told him that he and i would be willing to let him watch a reenactment on the counter so he could learn some pointers.”

Maggie laughed and high fived Y/N. “Yeah that could be fun. Maybe I could learn some things too.” She laughed again before continuing. “I didn’t hear anything though.”

“Were you listening through the walls with a cup?” Y/N asked Glenn, wrapping her arms around Abe’s waist from behind and resting her chin on his shoulder.

Abraham chuckled loud, causing his entire body to shake.

“Alright, leave him alone now.” Maggie giggled walking over to hug Glenn. “I know he jokes with you a lot Y/N but he is the reason you and Abe are together.”

Y/N squeezed Abe tighter. “That is true. If it wasn’t for his big mouth I don’t think Abe and I would be together right now, so thank you.”

“Yeah thank you.” Abe added as he kissed Y/N’s lips.

After dinner Y/N decided to take a walk around Alexandria with Abe. The weather cool and a bit breezy as the sun started to set. She hoped the walk will tire her out enough so she could sleep through the night later on.

Waking up in the middle of the night, sometimes multiple times a night, from anxiety causing nightmares was starting to catch up to her.

It wasn’t just the nightmares giving her anxiety, it was the good dreams too. The dreams about their life together, their future, their children.

Abe could sense Y/N was stuck in her thoughts and wrapped an arm around her waist to let her know that he was there for her.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked.

It took Y/N a few moments to process that Abe was asking her a question. “Um no, I’m fine.” She finally answered, pulling herself out of the trance she was in as they passed Carol’s house.

“So you two are a thing now huh?” Carol asked from behind them, stepping onto her porch and causing Y/N and Abraham to stop walking and turn around, and Y/N could not be more thankful for the interruption of thoughts going on in her head.

Abe chuckled before answering. “Yeah we are.” He pulled Y/N close to his side and kissed her forehead.

“It took awhile to get here, but thanks to Maggie….” Y/N paused before continuing and rolling her eyes “….and Glenn….we are together.”

“What did Maggie and-” Carol started before she was interrupted by a tiny Judith running through the front door and down the porch stairs.

“Y/N!” Judith screamed as she ran towards her with her arms open.

Y/N knelt down to catch her and lifted her up to spin around. “Hey sweetheart, what are you up to today?”

“Rick wants to have a meeting about the new group you guys found a few months ago.” She spoke to Abe, nodding in his direction. “I was going to watch Judith, but now that Y/N is here she can watch her and I could go to the meeting.”

“Uh..I want to go to the meeting.” Y/N told Abe putting Judith down, her little hand grabbing Y/N’s.

“No it’s okay. We will go.” Carol told Y/N with a bit of aggravation in her voice. “You can watch Judith.”

“Can you please watch Judith is what Carol meant to ask.” Rick asked Y/N, walking onto the porch.

“Um, yeah sure Rick.” She turned towards Abe. "As long as you tell me what happens.“

Abe kissed Y/N’s forehead. “We will talk as soon as we get back…about the meeting and other things.” Abraham winked.

“What thangs?” Rick asked causing Y/N to turn red.

“Nothing. Come on Judith, let’s see what Maggie is up to.” Y/N answered, picking up Judith and walking towards the house.

“The other group is planning to attack.” Abe yelled while barging through the door causing Y/N and Maggie to jump.

“What?” Y/N asked, jumping up off the couch.

“Umm, why don’t I go take Judith home so you guys can talk.” Maggie said, picking up Judith and heading towards the door.

“Bye Judes, I’ll come see you tomorrow.” Y/N told the toddler, kissing her head.

Y/N closed the door behind them before turning to Abe and urging him to continue.

“That’s what the meeting was about. Aaron and Daryl went to the sanctuary to spy on them and overheard some of them talking in the yard.” Abraham told her, closing the distance between them to pull her into a tight hug.

Y/N clung to him with her face against his chest, trying to get her emotions under control before Abe could read the panic written all over her face.

This is not supposed to be happening right now. Y/N knew that they all were supposed to have at least two years before they had to worry about the new group. Her and Abe were supposed to have a daughter and another baby on the way, and knowing that caused her to panic even more.

“Do you know when they are planning the attack?” Y/N asked, her voice muffled by Abe’s shirt.

“Some time next week. Glenn and I are going to the sanctuary tomorrow to see if we can find out an exact time.” Abe answered her.

Y/N took a deep breath trying to stifle the sob aching in her chest. “This is not supposed to be happening right now.” She said again but this time out loud, causing Abe to pull back.

He placed a finger under her chin and lifted it so she could look up at him. “What do you mean, this is not supposed to be happening right now?”

“The dream last night, it wasn’t just about our kids. At the end of it you came busting through the front door saying the same thing you just said. But that’s not supposed to happen for at least 2 years.” She took a deep breath before continuing. “That’s why I was up at 4 am this morning”

Abe laughed, “okay so your nightmares come true but the time lines are off.”

Y/N dropped her arms from around Abe’s middle and went to sit on the edge of the couch.

“Abe, it’s not funny. If I wasn’t already worried and anxious about a million other things now this gets added to the pile.” Y/N sighed running her hands through her hair.

“What are the 99 thousand other things?” Abraham asked, sitting on the coffee table in front of Y/N.

“Our future is one of them Abe. It’s not that I don’t want a future with you. I want it all, the proposal the wedding the kids. It’s the in between parts that scare me.” Y/N let out a deep breath before continuing on. “I’m constantly worried about losing you. We are finally together and I can’t stop worrying about something messing that up. I’m also constantly worrying about our kids. Are we selfish for wanting to bring kids into this world? What if something goes wrong during the pregnancy? What if-” Y/N rambled on before being interrupted by Abe placing a calming kiss to her lips.

“Darlin’ you need to take a deep breath and relax.” He told Y/N in a soft tone, trying to calm her. “First, I’m not going anywhere so that’s one thing you don’t have to worry about. And second, no we aren’t selfish for wanting to have children and raise them in this world. Yeah right now this world sucks but our kids, Maggie and Glenn’s kids, they are going to shape this new world that is being formed.”

Abraham took Y/N’s hand in his. “I can’t promise that nothing will go wrong but we have Denise and the ultrasound machine from Hilltop, we can monitor the baby every day if that will make you feel better. But for right now we need to take it one day at a time. We can’t plan for the future, all we can do is plan for today.”

Y/N looked into Abraham’s eyes, they was always a calming effect on her, and she took a few deep calming breaths.

“Why are you always right?” She asked him, getting off of the couch and climbing into Abe’s lap. “I’m sorry I freaked out. I’m just stressed out and these stupid nightmares aren’t helping.” She wrapped her legs around Abraham’s middle and placed her hands on the back of his neck.

Abe placed a kiss to Y/N’s lips. “It’s okay. I’ll always be here to talk you down.” His lips moved from hers and started to trace the line of her jaw. “Why don’t we go see if I can tire you out so that your brain won’t have enough energy to even think up a nightmare?”

Before Y/N could even answer Abe lifted them both off of the coffee table and up the stairs to their bedroom, causing Y/N to squeal in excitement.

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