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The very first night | L.M.
Pairing: Lee Know x afab!reader
Summary: after a few months of dating Minho, you two finally have your very first night.
Genre: fluff, smut, friends to lovers
Words count: ± 3,200
THIS ONE AND ALL MY CONTENTS ARE +18, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!
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Warnings: virgin!Minho, virgin!reader, very sloppy and eager sex, unprotected piv(wrap it before you tap it), fingering, oral(F receiving), biting(I think that's all)
A/N: I was reading this fic by @moonlinos and had this thought: "what would be like to have your first time with inexperienced bf Minho" and it came out like this 🥺 I'd like to tell @/moonlinos that I just found out about your blog and your writing is amazing, you're really an inspiration 🫶🏻
You met Minho on your first day of college, you were lost in the campus trying to find the orientation room when you bumped into someone, letting your books and bag fall to the floor.
It was your fault, you were looking around and didn't see the man coming in your direction. You apologized right away, more preoccupied with picking up your things rather than looking in his face but he didn't answer you, waiting for you to properly look him in the eyes.
To say that you two hit it off instantly when your eyes met his, it's an understatement. You even blinked a few times making sure you weren't dreaming. That guy was the prettiest man you have ever seen and it's not even an exaggeration. He was wearing a light pink sweater with a white dress shirt below, dark blue jeans and all stars. It was an outfit that would look average in anyone else but it looked like a masterpiece in him.
You didn't want to let him go so in the spur of the moment, you asked if he knew where to find the orientation for your major, just to find out he was also going there. After that day you two got closer like it was nothing, you were never good at making friends but it seemed so natural with him, like it just happened you didn't have to put a lot of effort into it.
You first realized your feelings for him when he told you he had a date coming up. You felt like throwing up and the ache on your chest just made the whole situation more excruciating.
You avoided him for a week after that, trying to convince yourself that you weren't in love with him or at least that you could pretend not to be in love with him.
When he showed up at your dorm in the middle of the night looking extremely tired, eye bags under his eyes and hair a mess, he inquired why you were being like that and you suddenly didn't want to pretend anymore. You decided in the split of a second that it was worth it to confess to him, so you did.
He blinked once, twice and for a third time, not letting out a single word, making you suddenly regret everything that you said to him. What if he wanted to end your friendship? You don't think you could handle losing him as your friend too.
But in an unexpected turn of events he stepped close to you, cupping your face with his hands and kissing you.
“I thought you didn't like me back”, he whispered after pulling away, breathless. “That's why I was trying to move on”
You felt relief wash all over you, so he liked you back it seems.
After months of dating, you still hadn't gone beyond kissing and some light touching. You always let things flow in your relationship, knowing that you two would give the next step when you were ready. And it was sooner than you expected.
The end of the semester had arrived, finals were finally over and you could take a deep breath. You and Minho would meet in the cafe in front of the college gates, grab some coffee and go back to his apartment to watch some movies and cuddle. His roommates would be out tonight partying to celebrate the end of the semester and the apartment would be just yours.
“Fried chicken or pizza?” He asks, scrolling on his phone while selecting something to order.
“Fried chicken?” You ask back, making him glare at you. He hates how indecisive you are so he always tries to give you few options.
“Ordered”, he tells you.
“I'm gonna take a shower”, you get up going to the bathroom.
Your bath is a bit longer than usual, you are not in a hurry today since you can stay up all night and sleep all day tomorrow but when you open your eyes there's a surprise in the wall next to you.
“Minho!” You yell, screaming like you just saw a ghost. You grab a towel and jump to the other side of the bathroom, watching as your boyfriend swings the door open, worry in his face.
When he looks at you and sees you are safe and sound, he scowls.
“What is it?” He rushes you, impatiently.
You point out in the bathroom, tears in your eyes.
“Did you make all this scandal because of a cockroach?” He asks, huffing but goes after it and kills it for you.
“You know I hate them”, you make a disgusted face. “They are gross”
He sighs, just now paying attention to you and noticing that you have only a towel covering you. You only remember that fact when his cheeks and ears turn pink and you look down, instantly covering your chest.
“Don't look!” You whine, hiding behind the door.
“Okay! Okay!” He puts his hands up in surrender, turning around and closing the door.
What follows after that is an awkward atmosphere, you are boyfriend and girlfriend but never have seen each other naked. You know it's something that is certain to happen but you never really discussed much about it.
You decide to address the issue when you are already on your second glass of soju. You look at him challengingly, narrowing your eyes.
“I think I should see you without a shirt since you have seen me too”, you tell him. It's not what you wanted to say, you wanted to ask if he ever thought about your first time but the moment you were going to say it you chickened out.
“I haven't seen you without a shirt though”, he says, “you were covered by a towel”
“But that's the equivalent of me being naked in front of you, so now you have to pay me back”, you roll out your words, trying to form a coherent sentence. You're not drunk enough to be doing that but you're definitely embarrassed enough to be doing that.
Minho sighs, knowing you won't drop it. So he puts his hands on the collar of his shirt, pulling it off, revealing his abs.
You can feel your cheeks burning, you have never seen him without a shirt and the only thing that comes to your mind to describe him is: tempting.
You gulped down, feeling a strange pool form in your panties, you can feel it getting soaked.
“I think now it's your time to pay me back”, he raises a brow, making you bite nervously on your bottom lip.
“I'm not wearing a bra”, you whisper, feeling your heart beat faster at each passing second.
“I wasn't either”, he jokes, making you punch him in the arm. When Minho doesn't look away, staring at you intensely, you realize he's being serious about that so you gather all the courage you have, grabbing the rem of your — well, it's actually his, shirt and pulling it off, letting it fall down to the ground as you become completely mesmerized by the look on his face.
Minho has his bottom lip stuck between his teeth, lust emanating out of him. You can see his chest rise and fall at a fast pace.
“Can… Can I touch you?” He asks, looking into your eyes desperately and you nod, watching as he comes closer, cupping your breasts with both of his hands. He's on his knees in front of you, kneading on the soft flesh of your chest. Minho pinches your nipple, groaning when you let a moan escape. He's sure it's the prettiest sound he has ever listened to.
He leans over you, taking your lips into his. The way he kisses you stays the same, calm and gentle. He trails wet kisses down your jaw, to your neck, seizing the opportunity to mark you with his teeth, something he loves to do and that's the closest he has ever been to your chest until today. He goes down tracing kisses till he's in front of your breasts, Minho kisses the hill between them and attaches his mouth to the right one, still massaging the left one, pinching the bud eventually because likes to hear you whimper and sigh.
Your hands go to his hair, pressing him against your chest. You have your eyes closed shut, probably an unflattering face of pure pleasure but you really don't care. Minho sucks at your other breast before going down, trailing wet kisses down your stomach.
You're embarrassed, no one has ever seen you so vulnerable like that and you really want to have him go down on you but you're a bit scared since your friends always talk about how guys find it a hassle to go down on girls. You know Minho is not an asshole, he won't want you to do the same to him if he can't pleasure you first.
“Can I?” He asks when he notices your hesitancy, his fingers are hooked at the waistband of your sweats, playing with the elastic while you decide if you'll let him continue.
“You don't have to feel obligated”, you bite on your bottom lip, not very sure on what to do next.
“I don't, I really want to do it”, he says, but seeing as you don't look like you believe him, he chuckles. “Chan said he really enjoys going down on his girlfriend, I wanted to try it since we started dating but didn't know how to ask”, you can see his ears turning a dark shade of red, making your heart beat faster.
You nod, feeling more nervous than before.
“Can we kiss a little bit more?” You ask and he nods frantically.
“We don't have to do anything tonight if you're not ready”, he says, hovering over you and kissing your neck.
“I'm ready”, you cup his face, making him look at you. “I'm just nervous”, you chuckle awkwardly.
“It's fine”, he gives you a peek on the lips. “Should we move to the bed?” He asks and you nod, getting up as Minho collects your things and his, following you to his bedroom.
It takes you half an hour of making out to grab Minho's hand and pull it down to your core, you lift the waistband of your sweats and panties so his hand can find your soaked pussy. He slides one of his fingers between your folds gathering your slick and pressing it on your clit.
“Is it good like this?” He asks, even though your face should give it in right away that he's pleasuring you.
“Yes, please don't stop”, you put your hands on his arms, digging your nails on his skin. Minho chuckles, doing what you asked but also adding another finger, making you open your eyes in an instant to stare at him with wide eyes. “Oh”, it's the only thing you can let out when you feel the knot forming on your lower stomach.
He kisses you, turning the experience into something much more deeper. By the way he kisses you, no longer the calm and gentle but now an eager and hungry kiss, you can feel how urgent he's feeling, how much he wants you and that's enough to make you come on his fingers.
You take a few deep breaths before opening your eyes just to witness your boyfriend putting his fingers into his mouth and licking them clean. You gulp, feeling a burn run through your body.
“Can I go down on you now?” He asks, eyeing you eagerly and you nod, still too dazed by your orgasm.
Minho doesn't lose time, moving to your bottom part and pulling off your pants and underwear with him. He looks at your pussy enamored, like you're the prettiest creature he has ever seen and that makes you embarrassed, moving your hands to cover yourself but your boyfriend shakes his head, preventing you from continuing.
“Don't cover yourself. You're so beautiful, I have no words to describe it”, he tells you, eyes so sincere you can't even tease him about lying.
You nod once more, laying down comfortably as he trails kisses up your legs. Minho kisses your ankles, then your calves. He follows the path to your knees, kissing the inside of each and then going to your thighs, doing the same thing. When he leans down on your core, you hold your breath, feeling his hitting on your skin. You have goosebumps all over your body when he kisses your clit, making you sigh and let go.
Minho licks a huge strip between your folds, gathering all the juice he can get on his tongue, enjoying your taste. You moan loudly, earning a glance from him, he was so concentrated by his own pleasure on feeling your pussy on his mouth that he forgot to check what was your reaction and he's glad to find that you're enjoying yourself, hands flying to his hair as you pull him more into your cunt. He keeps licking your clit, sucking and even biting just to make you shudder glaring at him. He chuckles every time, making the vibrations stimulate you even more.
Minho puts on a finger, testing the water to see how you react, he puts on another one when you look unbothered by just one, earning a reaction from you as you whine and moan. You can feel your second orgasm of the night being ripped out of you, as he intensifies his sucking on your clit and his fingers thrusting inside you.
You let out the louder couple of moans of the night, holding onto the sheets for dear life as you tremble and arch your back in pleasure. You're absolutely fucked out and have no idea how Minho can keep going, his hair is a mess and his lips are swollen, his face is covered on your juice from his mouth until his chin. When he kisses you again, you can feel your own taste on his tongue, making you groan.
You can feel his hardness pressing against your leg. He still has his pants on looking painfully tight.
“You wanna keep going?” He asks and you nod, biting on your lip. “I think Chan has some condoms stocked, I'm gonna take a look”, he starts moving out of the bed but you hold his wrist, pulling him back to you.
“I'm on the pill”, you bite on your bottom lip, “I’ve been taking it since we started dating”, you prop yourself up, leaning on your elbows as you kiss him, “wanna feel you”, you say, making his breath hitch and his face turns red.
He nods, blinking a few times before leaning over to kiss you once more. His body hovers over yours as he positions himself between your legs, his cock teasing your entrance carefully.
“If it hurts, tell me”, he checks with you for the last time and you nod. He starts pushing his cock inside you, your hands are holding him by the shoulders, digging your nails on him but he doesn't seem to mind.
He closes his eyes briefly, feeling your velvet walls squeezing him so much it's hard to keep going. Minho stops when he hears you sniff, opening his eyes just to find your eyes full of tears and trembling lips.
“Am I hurting you? You should say it if I am”, he scolds you gently, something only he can do.
“The first time is supposed to hurt”, you explain.
“But I can do something to make it hurt less if you tell me what you're feeling”, he kisses your forehead, having all the care to not move inside you.
“You're already making it so much more comfortable”, you smile, kissing his nose.
“Maybe you should be on top, that way you can have the control”, he tells you and you ponder for a minute, nodding.
He pulls out of you, making you whine to the sudden loss, making you feel empty. Minho chuckles, kissing you before laying down to watch you be the one to come on top of him.
You grab his cock, position it in your entrance and push it in. You're much more brave than him, Minho thinks, but also you're the one who knows how much pain you can handle so it's only right for you to have the control — at least on your first time.
You sink down on his cock slowly, making him grab the sheets rather than your hips, too afraid to put too much pressure on you and hurt you. Your face tells him you're in pain, but he knows there's not much he can do about it other than soothe you. So he caresses your back with one hand and your face with the other, sliding his hands to your breasts and kneading at them so you can at least relax a bit.
When you finally have all of him inside of you, you sigh, staying still for a couple of minutes. Minho feels like he can explode at any second, you're squeezing him like crazy but he doesn't want to hurry you so he waits for you to move.
You start grinding on him, rubbing your clit on his pelvic bone and trying to relax the most. After a while the pain is almost not perceptible and you start riding him at a fast pace.
“Fuck, you feel so good”, Minho says, finally grabbing at your hips to pull you down on him.
You can't really form coherent sentences, so the chant of “ah-ah-ah” followed by your kisses on him and you marking his chest is the biggest form of communication you can manage at the moment.
Minho thinks you're the prettiest person he has ever seen, he thought that the moment your eyes lock for the first time and he'll think that until you two are too old to remember what you ate the day before.
When he feels like he's about to cum, he warns you and you nod to let him know you understand but keeps sinking down on him even deeper. He paints your walls white while trembling, his bottom lip stuck between his bunny teeth as he holds your hips with such strength that you know it's gonna bruise. But you don't mind, not at all.
You didn't cum this time, it wasn't as painful as it could be but still painful enough to not edge you.
“I'm sorry you didn't finish”, he pouts as you pull out of him and snuggle yourself in his arms.
“You made me come twice”, you chuckle, making him smile before kissing the top of your head.
“But I wanted to do it a third time”, he huffs.
“We have all the time in the world”, you tell him, resting your chin on his chest as you watch him grin.
“Yes, now you're mine forever”, he giggles to your widened eyes.
“Should I be worried?” You ask and he shakes his head.
“You were already mine from the start, you just didn't know it yet”, he kisses you, pulling away just to stare at you for a few seconds. “I love you”, he confesses and you feel your cheeks burning.
“I love you”, you say, closing the distance between the two of you and kissing him again.
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My thoughts during the Churro™ scene as a professionally licensed Yapper:
SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT:
While they’re in the canteen, there’s a moment where Art looks at Patrick and you can clearly see the relief in his eyes that he has his friend there with him. (Or does he??)
I don’t think Art was lying about not keeping in touch with Patrick. In between his tennis career and his relationship, Patrick has neglected Art (which I think is because he’s so used to him being there that he just never fathomed him not being there which makes him complacent in their friendship).
But when Art realizes that once again Patrick has been taken away by just the mere image of Tashi, he’s hurt. I think in that moment Art wanted to feed that hurt, lash out and make Patrick feel the pain he feels for being left out.
Art jokes about Patrick not being there to visit him because he misses him. He misses his friend, his constant and yes, it’s in a joking manner but Patrick sees thru him (as he always does).
(The fucking head tilt took me out because it screams fond like ‘aw baby u really did miss me ure so cute when ure jealous but wont admit it’)
The entire scene (for me) turns into reassurances and doubts. Their friendship was being tested to see if it could withstand having to share their love and space with a third. Having to make concessions and space around their new desire and jealousy.
When Art tries to downplay his thoughts, trying to twist Tashi’s words to manipulate he was clearly being petty but I also think there’s some truth to his statement of not wanting Patrick to get hurt. He is his friend first but he also knows him (the same intrinsic way that Patrick knows Art) and how his friend will be able to bounce back from any relationship because Art truly doesn’t think these two are that serious (blinded by Patrick’s history and his own feelings). So Patrick sees the manipulation for what it is.
(The fond look in his eye when Art isn’t looking. That man is in love your honor!!!!!)
Patrick knows Art was trying to manipulate him. He knows it and he likes it, encourages it even. He looks at him like he’s proud of Art. The fact that it mattered more to him that Art was actually being vocal about his own wants instead of repressing as he always did, even if it was through breaking him and his girlfriend up. He didn’t even see it as a threat because it never occurs to him that he could lose Tashi to Art (or vice versa) because at this point, he’s secure in his place within the triangle. But also reveals how insecure Art feels within that same triangle because of his perceived isolation.
#the love triangle went from art + patrick + tennis to art + patrick + tashi#a living human being and not a sport !!#they were seriously not prepared#i think throuple’s counseling would have solved their problems ngl#i have so many thoughts#this churro scene is truly something so personal#i can go on and on about their dynamic actually#never neglect your bottoms people !!#challengers#the churro scene#art donaldson#patrick zweig
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Hi! Can you do a anthony bridgerton being obsessed with a reader who doesnt want anything to do with him and rejects him all the time?
Thank u!
(in read your colin one, he is not really my man but your writing is just marvelous! If you decide to do this im so excited to read it!! If you dont its ok, no pressure!)
❥Anthony Bridgerton as a obsessed partner
pairing_ Anthony x reader
Possible triggers_ yandere/dark content, forced affection, mentions of yelling, toxic relationships, Anthony being a total jerk, unwilling reader
a/n_ hiii, thanks so much for your interest! I hope this fic is good and is exactly what you wanted <3 like I said in my last post feedback is welcome and requests!
-unlike his brother Colin, he is fully aware of what he’s doing and he doesn’t care. He has an “eye on the prize” mentality and has no intention of straying from his goal (you).In a way this is all a game to him, and he has no plans of losing.
-Anthony is controlling/ intense. He desires nothing more for you to be his, and only his. He is not afraid to fight when it comes to you, and will gladly knock a man out for even looking at you. Intimidation tactics are common. Expect to see Anthony randomly showing up at your home or anywhere else you might be. Wether you like him or not he wants everyone to believe the two of you are together. He’s the first one to come up to you at a ball and he makes sure he’s the only one. He doesn’t care if you say no. On top of being controlling he can also be jealous, so expect to be pressed with questions like, “who were you with?!” “What is his name?!” “Do you honestly think he can provide better than me?”
-he has no problem taking full advantage as his role as “viscount” when it comes to you (and your family). He’ll use his influence to gain your family’s favor and your hand. Although meeting through friendship is possible, your mostly likely to catch his eye at a ball than anything. Like his brother the marriage will be swift. Everyone in the ton will be invited to witness your union wether you like it or not. He knows that you don’t hold the same affection for him, so he hopes the tons presence will keep you in check.
-once the two of you are married he doesn’t tolerate any kind of outburst, especially near his family. He cares deeply about them, and the thought of you speaking ill of him or your relationship fills him with rage. So he’ll make a point to be by your side until he can fully trust you. Family participation is a must, especially when it comes to family games. He wants you by his side and happy, but if you can’t be he’s willing to force it.
-if you manage to tell your in-laws about Anthony’s extreme behavior or beg them to help you get out of the marriage, there’s little chance you’ll get the help that you want. Anthony will be quick to take hold of the situation and reassure them that there’s nothing wrong then punish you accordingly. Like his brother he doesn’t like to see you in pain, but he’s not afraid to inflict it.
-like his brother he wants a lot of kids and he expects you to feel the same. If you don’t he’ll just say, “you don’t actually feel that way my love. You’ll come around eventually.” Again family is important to him, so you will eventually have children wether you like it or not.
-Anthony at times can have a short temper, especially when you push him away. He’ll yell and scream demanding “why you don’t love him”. After his outburst and if your upset he’ll be quick to comfort you and apologize, “I’m sorry.. I never mean to upset you.” He can have his tender moments.
-like the rest of his family divorce is not an option and bringing it up will only lead to more problems for you. Same goes for attempting to leave him. He doesn’t know what to do with himself or you at that point, and his desperation will only lead to fueling his obsession with you.
-he’s your husband and you’re his wife. It doesn’t matter how much you fight him or deny his affection that fact will remain. “Wether you acknowledge it or not, your are only for my eyes to witness. So there’s no use in fighting what’s already been vowed.”
#bridgerton x reader#bridgerton#anthony bridgerton#bridgerton season 3#anthony x reader#anthony bridgerton x reader#Yandere Anthony#Yandere Anthony bridgerton#Yandere Anthony x reader#dark Anthony bridgerton
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Otome Game ~ *Idia Shroud*
Summary: It was Idia's idea to game with you. But when you ask him for help with your otome game, he can't help but notice some similarities between him and your favorite character...
Pairing: Idia Shroud X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluffy Oneshot
Word Count: 1004
Warning: Otome gaming
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Taglist: @savanaclaw1996 @goseew
It was Idia's idea to game with you, although he only asked because you mentioned that you had a new game that you haven't gotten around to playing yet. You were sure he had ulterior motives when he asked you to hang out, but you didn't bring it up with him as you didn't want to scare him off. Instead, you simply grabbed your game and met him at his dorm.
Ortho was more than excited to see you. You always held a special affection to Idia's little brother that didn't go unnoticed by both parties. On more than one occasion when you weren't around, Ortho would beg his brother to finally ask you out. But Idia was far too terrified to approach you with a romantic relationship. So he simply settled for a friendship that he would never ever, ever, EVER take advantage of.
Idia made sure to clean his room before you arrived and you were pleasantly surprised. Whenever you crashed the Board Game Club meetings, Azul would go on and on about how filthy his room was. Still, you didn't point it out to him. You didn't want to make him feel any more self-conscious than he already was.
After exchanging some casual pleasantries, the two of you fell into your gaming. It was calm and relaxing. You found yourself enjoying your time with the dorm leader of Ignihyde more than you anticipated. He was considerate about your own gaming experience and kept his reactions to his game quiet. Every so often you would look up and watch what he was doing, asking questions when you felt it was appropriate. He answered all of your questions with ease and even reciprocated by asking questions about your game. All and all, it was the perfect afternoon with one of your favorite people.
Then you hit a rough patch in your game. Your sigh of frustration alerted Idia, who knew exactly what it meant: you needed help. Now, Idia doesn't like to boast about his exceptional skills when it comes to video games, but surely he could appear like your knight in shining armor and lend you a hand?
"What's wrong?" He softly asks, his gaze still trained on the game he was playing.
"I'm stuck. I don't know which boyfriend to choose." You mumble, flicking through the different options in your otome game.
Idia thought it was a good thing you weren't paying attention to him as his hair flickered pink for a brief moment. He fumbled with his control to pause his game before finally addressing your issue.
"What, what do you mean?"
You showed him the screen of your game console. "So my new game is an otome game. I have seven boys to choose from. I just completed the intro and now I have to pick one, but I don't know who to choose."
He frowned and looked at your options. "Why don't you just pick one that you like and then do the other routes later."
"That's the problem. You can only choose once. If I want to complete the other routes, I have to buy another game. It's a major capitalism scheme, but I thought the game looked fun." You shrug. "Any idea who I should choose?"
"Uh... why don't you tell me about them and then I'll help you decide."
You nod with a smile that makes the tips of his hair turn pink again. "Okay in order here you have: Ryushi, the strict student body president who just needs someone to soften his edges, Ietsuna, the lazy slacker who only cares about you, Amane, the bad boy who likes to tease and torment, Kobo, the golden retriever who is the fan favorite, Michinori, the cultured exchange student who is a little fruity in my opinion, Masanobu, the secret prince of the school who would do anything for you, and Ichibei, the otaku with a heart of gold."
"Wow." He's surprised with how typical the choices are like every other otome game. He would normally say pick the one you're most interested in as they're pretty average, but considering you can only make one choice, you have to be careful. "I guess I'd have to say the choice is up to you."
You give him a pout. "You're really going to make me make such a tough decision all on my own? You're so mean, Idia!"
He panics at your words, not meaning to make you upset with him. "Well I mean it's your game! You should pick the boy you feel is the most special to you! I can't really help you make that decision."
"I suppose you're right..."
"Who do you feel is special?"
You shrug and glance back at your choices. "Well, I first thought about Masanobu because who wouldn't want to be a princess? But I felt he was trying too hard in the prologue to try and gain your favor. So I went through the options again and I'm stuck on two: Amane and Ichibei."
He tried to not let you know how surprised and flustered he was. "Oh?"
You nod. "I mean, I'm so like other girls when I say I love a bad boy, but Ichibei... he seemed so sweet and shy. I couldn't help but be drawn to him. I think he might be my favorite."
Your explanation was not helping the poor boy's rapidly beating heart. Based on your little description about him, Idia couldn't help but see similarities between him and Ichibei. Was this your subtle way of saying he was your favorite too? Was it too much to hope that that was true?
"I think you should go with your favorite."
You beamed at his words and his heart skipped several beats. "I think you're absolutely correct! Thank you Idia!"
"You're welcome." He mumbled and tried to return to his game. But he was distracted. Your words and your choice hit him harder than he anticipated. Perhaps Ortho was right. He should ask you out…
#Twisted Wonderland#Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction#Twisted Wonderland Oneshot#Anime#Anime Fanfiction#Anime Oneshot#Ignihyde#Idia Shroud#Idia Shroud X Reader#Idia Shroud Fanfiction#Idia Shroud Oneshot#Idia Shroud Fluff#Idia#Idia X Reader#Idia Fanfiction#Idia Oneshot#Idia Fluff#Gamer#Gamer AU#Oneshot#Fluff
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Saw ur Toshiro post, and I absolutely agree that Toshiro's outburst will be a stepping stone for both um an Laios to grow and that the buildup was because Shuro didn't want to ruin situation he was still trying to figure out.
But the funniest thing is, afaik, Laios and Falin are *also Foreigners* for quite far away. Their country is simply Scandinavian/northern Europe themed. I don't think we see any long-lived races in their flash backs (baring the dead man buying a ring of elves?). And both Falin and Laois definitly are the equivalent of nobility/Local chiefs kids.
But instead of being send out with all their assistants and guards, Laios ran away and suffered in the army and then on his own in a caravan , and Falin was send to a Magial School full of other races and people.
They both had time to 'adjust' to the wider world (and still carry a bit of home-grown uh...prejudice (mountain people)). So when they met Shuro both of them were well used to meeting people not from their Country. Toshiro not being either from the tiny Island or the nearby lands simply didn't mesh with how they had adapted to behave.
Plus, obviously, Laios textual Autism. But I feel like Laios could totally have figured it out if he had met people from Shuros island before who would have told him, he does after all know how to behave around Dwarves and such, who also have quite diffrent culturual norms.
Sorry for the ramble xD Good Toshiro post!
Hi hi! I’m really glad you’re adding onto my silly brain thoughts hehe - I’m super happy to hear yours, especially since they make me think more! Warning this is going to be long, talking about dungeon meshi is just a lot of fun.
When I said foreigner, I should have clarified that that I meant he’s a stranger to the CULTURE. A good chunk of the people in the island are not native to it! But culturally, they have the social background to fit in. They didn’t all come from the same place, yes, but they grew up in European-esque cultures and interacted to some extent with other races. Even Kabru and Rin are not foreign to this type of culture because they grew up with Western/European socialization.
Gonna elaborate bc I think it’s fascinating: From what we know about the Eastern islands, the worldview is very very different. In the Adventurer’s Bible where Kabru talks to Hien, they talk about how the East defines “humans” as “tallmen”, and oni/ogres were the only “other”. In the post-canon snippet where Toshiro talks to Falin, he even refers to Eastern thinking as “backward” due to the lack of long-lived races. Because of his delayed exposure to other races, and because the worldview is far more different than the one the Toudens experienced, that’s where I make the statement that he had more to adjust to.
I’ll also note, the fact that the Toudens are subjectively more adjusted to seeing and accommodating other races makes Laios’ statement that Toshiro “had an odd appearance” an even more bizarre thing to say. And although we can assume Toshiro also has his biases, we don’t see them highlighted like other characters have had (to my knowledge). So it makes it seem like he was more thoughtful/careful towards other races from the get-go, despite his lack of knowledge. His main issues were always with other tallmen, just like Laios.
It’s good to point out that the Toudens are outcasts in their own right. Both of them went through a really hard time, and it changed them. Laios’ cycle of failures and giving up and being bullied are especially important to characterizing his relationship with his sister and his disinterest in humanity and lack of close friends. Falin at least had Marcille. Both Laios and Toshiro have reasons they’re inexperienced in friendship, but one of them stated it in the story and the other didn’t. There’s more misconception about Toshiro’s character than Laios’. So my post was to talk about that one a bit.
ALSO OOO I COMPLETELY FORGOT but I WAS going to mention how both the Toudens and Toshiro came from families of influence! Thank you for bringing it up! Laios and Toshiro diverge from that upbringing, while making Toshiro and Falin a little more similar. This goes into another whole thing where Laios and Toshiro parallel (and foils?) each other but that’s too long of a discussion. Just as long is how this divergence distinguishes the Touden siblings (too many people have said their only difference is gender..)
Lastly, yes, Laios does need more exposure to Eastern people and Eastern culture to get a grasp on it. He really wants to learn! It’s just that Shuro isn’t his encyclopedia and until he gets that chance, he will make ignorant takes. I can think of two more that will occur in the main narrative alone. (but like Toshiro said, Laios has no malicious intent, that’s what makes it all the more complicated)
While there’s good conversation to be had about the fight from a ND vs NT POV, I’ve seen SO much discussion about Toshiro possibly being read as autistic too, and neurodivergent individuals who can relate to his experience. Often it comes as an intersection between both being autistic and being a poc. I think it brings even more nuance to the narrative. Plus I’m just glad there’s people who can relate to him. He’s meant to be relatable! His problem with Laios is just as much a character flaw as it is human.
Hope this post was a thoughtful response to yours, I tried to tackle everything you mentioned! Thank you sm for the ask :D
Edit: for the sake of context, here’s the og post that’s being referred to!
#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#askella#shuro#toshiro nakamoto#laios touden#touden siblings#character study
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My daddy search isn't going the greatest over on fetlife . So I thought . What the heck maybe I'll post an ad here lol .
I'm looking for a non romantic/non sexual daddy / little or mommy/daddy/little dynamic . With someone no younger than 27 and no older than 45. Someone who is experienced and can remain consistent is a must and also someone that wants to have a friendship outside of just kink. I do have a boyfriend who I'm serious with. But due to us both being littles , we've decided to seek dynamics separately outside of our relationship.
If your interested send me a DM and we can go from there 😊
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Fading Moon (LMK AU)
Red Son got caught in the rain. My personal thought is it doesn't hurt, but it does darken his hair and makes it flat until it dries~
I got too many Au's in my brain, but this Au in particular is my only one where I'm hard core shipping the Traffic Light Trio~
There is not fanfic sadly. I mean no, I am writing stuff for this, but I haven't put it as an official fanfic.
To these three's side of the story, Mei and MK have been dating for some time now, when they both meet Red Son. Starting as a frienemy to budding friendship- the two don't know what to do when they start catching feelings for a certain firey redhead.
A Red Son is trying to suppress hardcore because he believes he has no room in their hearts in that way. They are dating each other after all- and of course he is foolish enough to fall for them both. >:3
And these three awkward beans are just tip-toeing around the concept of a polyamorous relationship, but all want it. They just have no clue how to bring it up.
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no one asked, but here is my big speech about shinra/izaya friendship
i wanna start with their school selves
i saw a lot of people saying that izaya was normal at school and shinra just made him "bad", but in my view it's not the thing. like, in shool izaya already wasn't "normal", he just tried his best to pretend to be an ordinary student. he didn't make any close relationship, isolating himself from strong connections with people (just like he's doing it now), but still had to be in the society because of his interest in humas
vol 9, ch 4
and this interest was already unhealthy, for example, he liked seeing people hurting each other
vol 9, ch 4
shinra wasn't really different from his current self. he was obsessed with celty and she was the reason he made friends with izaya and he didn't really care about others or anything that surrounds him in general. he stayed in his comfort zone (love to celty) and was alright
as i said, shinra invited izaya to his biology club because celty told him to socialize
then, izaya became interested. because shinra's lifestyle was different and opposite of izaya's, especially because their different opinion on humans: izaya loved them, shinra didn't care but he loved celty who is not human, so izaya was genuinely interested in his personality
vol 9, ch 4
then shinra was the only person who was a mystery to izaya, he couldn't predict shinra's actions and reactions and he was annoyed and facsinated about that at the same time
epitome of eighteen stories, ep 15 (translation by xcaneolupusx)
speaking about shinra, he could understand izaya's nature perfectly
vol 13, ch 11
so, izaya became interested in shinra and finally accepted his invitation to the biology club. everything starts here
izaya started feeling real attachment to shinra. now he was not just an interesting person, he was a friend. izaya felt free with him because they both were weird and shinra accepted izaya with all his strange hobbies and interests. their communication was full of mutual acceptance and they both were happy with it. but izaya's genuine attachment is really strong, as long as shinra preferred keeping distance with everyone except celty. not because he didn't like something about izaya nor he didn't care, it was just comfortable for him like that
the key thing: shinra being stabbed by nakura. i can talk about different aspects of this moment
for shinra it's just another proof of his crazy love for celty — he protected izaya mostly because he thought celty would praise him for such a heroic actions
vol 9, epilogue
for izaya it was a complex thing. at first, he was shocked by being protected for the first time. at second, he felt jealous and that's what i find a really important thing. he felt jealous because shinra wasn't alone even if he's so uninterested in others. he had someone who he loved, he had someone to love him, he had important connections, basically he had things izaya didn't
vol 9, epilogue
but despite everything, he still was a friend to izaya, so izaya wanted revenge. so, to my mind, this whole situation not made him who he is now, just gave him the reason to stop trying to conform and show his true self
eventually he promised to make nakura pay for this. shinra just agreed and gave izaya free reign. and izaya really kept his promise. 12 years passed and nakura is still suffering
izaya calls that nakura moment the turning point of his life and the thing that influenced his current self the most
vol 9, epilogue
i see this part as the starting point for everything happening in the plot, because this was the moment when izaya finally decided what to do
when shinra and izaya finish school, they see each other more rarely. because it's not necessary to meet every day and they both have things to do. shinra happily lives with celty, again, staying in his comfort zone and izaya, who doesn't have any life and friends, is alone with his love for humans and crazy ideas. and still he thinks about shinra as a friend
vol 9, ch 2
and shinra calls him a friend too
but shinra has priorities and celty is the most important of them, so when izaya calls him from the hospital, he just hangs up
shinra lives in his love and keeps distance with everyone else as always and izaya suffers with his attachment alone, because he can't and doesn't want to get rid of it. but he understands that he's the only one to blame in his state (because he chose such a life for himself) so he isn't angry at shinra. maybe just a bit
there is another important moment, when izaya thinks about shinra being mad at him, feels something like guilt and beats the telephone pole
vol 9, epilogue
friendship with shinra is the closest relationship izaya has, but again, i can't blame shinra for his uncaring attitude. he treasures izaya and still accepts him and izaya's problems are not something shinra can solve
their relationship can't be seen through the prism of normal friendship because they both are extraordinary people with their own standards
#drrr#durarara#izashin#drrr!!#durarara!!#izaya orihara#orihara izaya#shinra kishitani#kishitani shinra#meta#kinda#i just tried to put everything i think about them in one place
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Please tell me I'm not the only one who really fucking likes the idea of Alastor and Vox being exes. I have a whole idea for this too loosely based on my own experience being asexual and demiromantic.
Like I like to think their relationship was purely romantic when it happened, or at least Vox viewed it that way. Alastor accepted that, but he didn't really think it felt any different from a normal friendship like the one he has with Rosie (he probably eventually started viewing their relationship as "romantic" too, figuring romantic was just a label and didn't actually mean much). Alastor let Vox get touchy, and Vox at least pretended to be respectful of Alastor's boundaries.
Eventually Vox started wanting more from the relationship, which made Alastor uncomfortable, and he broke it off, leading to their falling out. Vox was obsessed with him before this, but it was something Alastor was willing to look past because he could hold his own in a fight with another Overlord if the need came. Then they fought, and they were nearly perfectly matched in a physical confrontation with Vox being just slightly stronger, and Alastor realized that Vox was more dangerous than he thought, because I genuinely think Vox manipulated Alastor at some point. They're both master manipulators but I think Alastor's manipulation is closer to lying by omission (basically, omitting things to hide the truth) while Vox's manipulation is more obvious; he uses hypnosis and mass mind control which probably means he can manipulate people more easily and more quickly. It wasn't until after Alastor broke off their relationship that he realized that.
Alastor's strength comes from his cunning and what amounts to ambushing people to attack them, if the retellings of his backstory in the pilot and Dad Beat Dad are anything to go off of; Vox's strength is in his charisma and what amounts to cult leader levels of manipulation and gaslighting. Alastor uses the tactics of a serial killer; Vox uses the tactics of a cult leader. Everyone knows Alastor is a serial killer, so everyone's weary of him. Not everyone realizes what Vox is doing; not everyone's weary of Vox, if anyone is weary of Vox (except maybe Angel. Everyone else seems to find him annoying at worst). People are more weary of serial killers than cult leaders.
Went off on a tangent there but I doubt Alastor realized how dangerous Vox actually is until their falling out. I genuinely think they were in a romantic relationship at some point that was incredibly toxic and Alastor didn't realize how bad it was until they broke up because he wasn't (and still isn't) used to romantic relationships, which Vox realized and used to his advantage. I think he discussed his relationship with Vox with Rosie before leaving for 7 years, and she's the one who brought it to his attention that the relationship was incredibly toxic (and yes Rosie was definitely horrified).
I actually think this would explain the kind of dirt Alastor has on Vox in Stayed Gone too, because Vox is trying to tear down Alastor by basically saying "he's old and he's a coward, why would you listen to him?" while Alastor is tearing down Vox by saying his power comes from manipulation and he'd be powerless if he didn't manipulate people into following him, or if he didn't have a team behind him (although let's be real, if he didn't have people following him but still had Val and Velvette he'd still be powerless because the only reason he's so powerful is because he has a massive audience that he only has because of mind control. Take away his ability to use mind control and he's almost completely powerless, at least socially).
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Negai no Astro Chapter 3: Some Thoughts
Another banger by Wakui. I'm enjoying this story and its characters a lot so far! Wakui always knows how to move me with his complex family plotlines and drama🥹Excited to see what's to come, and also afraid for the siblings and the angst that I'm certain Wakui is cooking, I mean we already saw a glimpse of it. It was resolved quickly though, yay (for now)
The family all look so tiny and cute aw🥰I really want to see more of their past before the rebellion started, them growing up together, bonding, just soft moments..I feel like Wakui will bring these forward during fights or deaths..we saw him do that a lot in Tokyo Revengers, to pour salt on the wound 😭 Anyway, we have the number of most of the siblings so far except the 4th, 6th and 7th adopted, and as far as we know they are 12, I believe one was shown this chapter but not given a number yet, and it is 12 adopted siblings and Hibaru if I am not wrong, I have a feeling the cute girl from the promo pictures is not related to them, but to the astro power. I would like to meet some characters outside the family, I love the concept a lot as someone who has enjoyed such stories, but I wanna see some friendships etc. like in TR, Wakui knows how to write such bonds so well🥹
+ Still no news of her..no name, no info, Wakui please..🙏🏻😔
He's like the little "I choose violence" “peace was never an option” duck meme😭 but damn, seeing a different side to Terasu this chapter sure was interesting..he can be pretty cold-hearted, unlike his angel of a brother..but they complement each other, as one of the TR quotes that I love dearly: "he compensates for what he's lacking."
While I stand with Hibaru on this, I need to know more about Terasu and his relationship with the siblings aside Hibaru because he does not seem to have any bit of a soft spot for them, and I wonder why. I mean, he went to the extreme immediately, but we also saw that Shio wants them dead, and who knows what else he witnessed the siblings do when Hibaru was in his coma. He definitely just wants to protect himself and Hibaru from Shio and the rest who wish them harm or want them eliminated out of the picture, but I did not like the "we're not blood related we might as well be strangers"..I understand his frustration, but adopted family is a family, and found family is a family..reminds me of the conversation between Shinichiro and Izana, when Izana insisted that blood means everything, and Shinichiro said blood does not matter, they are still family, be it adopted, or the family you choose..but also if your family wants you dead, it is a complicated situation in a dog eat dog world, as Terasu said, it's kill or be killed. I wonder what Hibaru will do when forced to face such a situation, cause surely the power of love and friendship wont stop Shio and the rest
Hibaru and Terasu's fight was fun to read;not fun emotionally was gonna cry if they did not resolve it but like, seeing Wakui's fight scenes again, I love it + I knew Terasu's astro power is a shield, I mean it was quite obvious since he survived a whole building crashing on him, but nice to see it confirmed lol. + so they are shield and strength, interesting dynamic.
Angel mc with a heart of gold🩷every chapter I love him more and more, I'll give him the world and keep him in my pocket🥹 I am afraid of him though, "never be so kind you forget to be clever", I hope he knows the limits of love to give those who wish him harm. but it warms my heart, how he says he loves Shio and everyone..my sweet boy, please don't hurt him Wakui..i hope some of the siblings will be on his side. I also love how his purity and kind soul reflected on Terasu and were able to turn things around and end the fight. I'm starting to doubt that Terasu would betray him (mentioning this cause I wrote before some hints that he could be a Judas kind of character later) I love angst, but I hope to not see them fight again. Also the way he sobs and calls him "jerkface" because he was so hurt that the family was called strangers..adorable precious sweet boy🫶🏻
Angry kitty😠
Hibaru is so cute and Terasu is like "free me I don't wanna be here"😭
grandpa is so funny the way he's here for the tea and encouraging the fight , I hope to keep seeing more of him
I finally know pretty boy's name! Shikaba! and the other brother is Taira, interesting to see they are presented together in both their appearances. they don't seem too mean like the other brothers. Taira so far seems like a Hanma type of character who comments about everything and enjoys the vibes lol. As for Shikaba, interesting to see his eyes are still closed 🤔
aaand him, Kuran, he sure is intriguing, as Hibaru referred to him as "a real man among men", and it shows he truly admires him and his strength. he's been quiet so far in all his appearances, but does not seem too friendly, we shall see
that's all, I adore Hibaru and Terasu sm🫶🏻
#anime and manga#negai no astro#ken wakui#manga#astro royale#astro royale manga#negai no astro manga#tokyo revengers#tokrev#hibaru#hibaru yotsurugi#hibaru negai no astro#terasu#terasu yotsurugi#terasu negai no astro#shio negai no astro#shio yotsurugi#shikaba yotsurugi#taira yotsurugi#wakui please don’t hurt terasu#i love this manga sm already
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It took us a little while to find the file for this, but we wanted to successfully wrap up PEIP's infamous portal incident. As you know, the Paranormal, Extraterrestrial, and Interdimensional Phenomena division of the United States' Military interrogated one Johnathan S. MacNamara after the incident. He was twenty-four at the time. We thought it would be beneficial to share this portion of the story. Give all you loyal followers the full picture.
cws: implied torture, degradation, drugging, implied sexual assault
Interrogation Records: Major Johnathan S. MacNamara; Feburary 15, 2006.
Interviewer: Lt. Gen Joseph N. Brown (JB)
Interviewee: Maj. Johnathan S. MacNamara (JM)
Purpose: Prove connection to ex-Colonel Wilbur R. Cross, now under alias Uncle Wiley
At 2:38 AM, MacNamara was forcibly removed from his bed and taken to interrogation room C. He was confined with handcuffs in case of an escape attempt, and injected with 0.7 ml of flunitrazepam combined with 5 ml saline solution. As soon as the injection was completed, the interrogation began.
[Begin Transcript 00:00:05]
JB: What is your relation to Wilbur Cross?
JM: I don't see how this has any relevance to our current problem. Nor how you have any right to request that information. Sir.
JB: You've still got a mouth on you, huh? Don't know what I expected. You're that street whore we hired, are you not? Of course your mouth would be the most important part.
JM: I'm not sassing you, sir. I'm simply stating my misunderstanding of the situation. If I was woken up in the middle of the night for this, I'd appreciate knowing why I happen to be important enough to question.
JB: You don't need to know that. Simply answer me. What is your relation to Colonel Wilbur R. Cross?
JM: He is- was my friend. Is that all you wanted from me? Can I go now?
JB: Oh, a friend you say? Well you weren't his only friend, and yet you were the only one unharmed yesterday. Why is that?
JM: I don't know, sir.
JB: I'm sure you know something. You went to him first. You could have very well had something to do with the attack.
JM: I would never. I am loyal to this organization above all else. I have been nothing but loyal to you. I swear on my life.
JB: Swearing on a traitor's life doesn't mean much.
JM: I'm not a traitor, you fucking pig! ...I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry sir. I'm so sorry.
JB: Board him. He should know how to address his superiors with respect.
JM: Please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I'm sorry...
[Indistinct]
[00:11:56]
JB: Do we have an understanding, Major?
JM: ...yes, sir.
JB: Will you refer to your superiors by anything other than "sir" or "ma'am"?
JM: No, sir.
JB: Good. Now, would you like to truthfully answer my previous question about your relationship to Wilbur Cross?
JM: My apologies, sir, but I thought I already did? We were friends, and then he swore fealty to whatever resides beyond that portal. Now we're not.
JB: I was looking for a concise answer, Major.
JM: Sorry, sir.
JB: Are you telling the truth about your relationship? There was nothing romantic there, no hidden feelings that may have lead to assisting him after he left?
JM: Of course not, sir.
JB: I don't believe you. Tell me the truth, or we'll put you under the water again.
JM: I'm not lying, we had nothing between us except for a friendship and a mentorship. I promise, sir. If we had anything else together, I'd have told you as soon as it occurred.
JB: Alright boys, you know what to do.
JM: No. Please-
[Indistinct]
[00:18:31]
JB: Would you like to tell us anything yet?
JM: I...
JB: Yes? Spit it out.
JM: I was in love with him...
JB: There we go! Look at you, finally admitting something. At least you have some sense.
JM: I swear to you, sir, that just because I was in love with him doesn't mean I would have betrayed PEIP for him.
JB: Well, I don't know if I can trust that. But I'm nice, so here's what I'm going to do. We're going to dose you with something that'll make you more... malleable. You'll be more likely to tell the truth and to cooperate. Don't try to resist, it'll be easier if you let it take effect.
JM: I- yes sir.
[JM dosed with 150 ml sodium thiopental]
JB: How ya feeling, soldier?
JM: 'ired...
JB: Good. Where are you?
JM: Uhhhh... I dunno? Sorry...
JB: Wow, you just fall right under this shit, huh? I bet I could do anything I wanted to you, and you wouldn't even know. Maybe you'd even like it, you slut.
JM: Mhm...
JB: But that's not what we're here for. Tell me the true nature of the relationship between yourself and Colonel Cross.
JM: Uh- righ', Wil. Yes. We'r frens. I love him, he doesn love me. Simmle.
JB: We already got that part. What was your relationship to him after he went through the portal?
JM: Oh, sorr'... I aven seen 'im ince the portal.
JB: So you weren't lying to me, then?
JM: No sir.
JB: Were you in cahoots with any entity from beyond that portal since he entered?
JM: Nosir.
JB: Well, considering I don't think you can lie in this state, I'm going to assume you're telling me the truth. Our apologies for the misunderstanding.
JM: Issok.
JB: There must be something we can do to make this up to you. What would you like?
JM: ...sleep?
JB: Well that sounds very nice. Unfortunately, we can't let you go to sleep until the drug wears off, you see. But I do have an idea of what we can do while we wait. Does that sound nice?
JM: Mhm, sure...
JB: Now, if I asked you to do anything right now, you'd do it. Isn't that right?
JM: Yessir...
JB: Wonderful. You all may leave, I have something to do here. Now, stay still, pretty boy, and open up your mouth.
JM: [Indiscernible slurring. Reminiscent of protests]
[End Transcript 00:32:17]
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simon says 𐬿 c.sturniolo
summary: an innocent game of simon says but it takes a bit so innocent turn..
pairing: dom chris sturniolo x fem!reader
warnings: smut, NSFW, pet names, degrading, sexual content, hair pulling, oral!(f receiving), backshots..
now playing
simon says- YC banks, B. smyth
00:00------2:44
"let's play a game called simon says"
"SHIT" i heard from down stairs and assumed it was chris' voice as i have known him for quite awhile, we have had a very jokingly flirty relationship but i never saw it that way. i quickly made my way down the stairs to see a pile of games on the floor and chris being over dramatic and rolling on the floor as i assume he had hurt himself somehow. i roll my eyes and let out a quick chuckle before going over to chris, "what happened here" i say with a playfulish voice.
"fucking stupid games fell on me i only wanted simon says" he says in an annoyed tone, i let out a breathy laugh and held my hand out for him to help him up. "who were you planning to play that with?" i look up at him waiting for an answer, "i was gonna ask you but no need to now is there?"
"just us what about we get madi and the others to come play to, i'm pretty sure you can't play simon says as a two player" he nods his head and makes his way into the massive living room of madis, i placed the box in the middle of the floor without saying anything and everyone nodded knowing what i was suggesting. Nick opened the box and looked up at the instructions and then back down at the game and then taking it out the box and placing down the cards next to it. "who wants to go first?" he asks looking around for any volunteers.
"i will" i say confidently thinking this wasn't gonna be that hard but god was i wrong. i quickly picked up a card and read it in my head. "is this supposed to be a dirty game?" i look up to a bunch of grinning faces
"how didn't you know" chris smirked, i look at him then back at the card and read it out loud,
"go into a room alone for 15 minutes with the person to your left" the person to my left was... chris. i look around the room and gulp. is this really happening?
"you gonna do it or what?" a random voice says from the other side of the room, i have no clue who it was because there was like 15 people at madis house since we were meant to have a get together or some shit i don't know i just came coz the triplets brought me. "go have fun" i heard matt say chuckling , i look at chris who was already getting up and waiting for me. i hesitantly got up and questioned myself. what if this ruins our friendship? what if he doesn't like it? what if, what if there's so many what if's i couldn't count them all. he was quick leading me into a spare room while the rest just watched us walk in and then as soon as we're out of sight they went back to playing the game as if it was normal.
i was soon to find out that that game was not a dirty game but that they got a different card from a dirty game and put it in the simon says box to get me and chris with each other because they thought there was some sort of 'sexual tension' or whatever.
my eyes widened when i was pushed against a wall by chris his hand resting on the top of my hips and his head in the crook of my neck, "you don't know how long i've wanted to do this for"
my breath hitches in my throat as i take a deep breath coz tonight we're gonna make a mess. i don't even know if i was mentally prepared for this i mean fucking my bestfriend? yeah, i mean it's not like i haven't fucked anyone before, same with chris but us together, it's like completely drifferent. i was comfortable with his and whatever but it just makes me feel weird. knowing that we basically grew up in madis house together because we'd always come here to hang out and now we're fucking in it? it's crazy.
he presses our lips together in a soft but hungry kiss sliding his tongue over and past my teeth to deepen it but before i could return the favour he broke it and started kissing and grazing down my jaw to my collarbone, which allowed me to let out a soft moan at the pleasure. he grinned against my skin hearing those noises that he created.
"love those sounds princess, wonder if i could make you make more?" i nodded quickly and looked down on him slowly playing with the hem of my shirt, "think you could take this of for me, beautiful?" i hum in acceptance as soon as he hears me he's quick to take of my shirt in one quick motion,i was wearing a hoodie and wasn't wearing a bra since i was literally just asleep, he stared at my chest, which made me feel nervous and i brought up my arms to cover my chest.
chris grabbed my arms and brought them back down to my sides. "no keep them there, your gorgeous."
a nervous smirk played on my face as i let out a shaky breath and just watched him, he took one of my nipples in his mouth and brushed the other one with the pads of his thumb. my head banged slightly against the wall, enough for it to hurt slightly but not enough for me to be in pain. i didn't care if it did or didn't really all i cared about was where this night was going to take us.
he trailed his fingers down my body and stopping right above the waistband of my shorts before switching his mouth to my other nipple. he hooked his fingers underneath the waistband of my shorts and panties in one swift motion and took them off. but before even looking down or anything he brought us over to the bed close by to the door, and placed me on it. he stood over me just admiring my body before muttering ,"all mine." my cheeks went a bright pink and i screwed my eyes shut so i wouldn't have to be as nervous as i was before
he knelt down between my thighs and started kissing and licking stripes down my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. my eyes opened wide when i felt his tongue flicking up and down my folds, "already so wet for me and i haven't even done anything yet"
he sucked and nipped on my swollen clit, letting a moan slip from my throat and my eyes to screw shut again, before he stuck two fingers into my heat, overstimulating me more and more by the second. he curled his fingers every time he thrusted them into me, hitting the perfect spot over and over, almost pushing me over the edge.
"mm' close" as soon as i said those words he stopped all of his actions and stood back up, licking around his mouth and sucking my juices of his fingers. fuck.. this was not right i know it wasn't but it felt right. he leaned over me and met my mouth again in a hungry, opened mouthed kiss which soon lost its rhythm and became sloppy. he pulled away and pulled his shirt over his head. "simon says get on all fours"
i do exactly as he tells me to and quickly turn around and put my ass up in the air, "what a shame no other guys will be able to see this pretty ass of yours, it's all mine isn't it?"
i nod barely being able to get any words out due to the fact i was about to cum but i didn't, "words princess, i need words otherwise i won't do anything"
"fuck yes chris i'm yours!" i say quickly trying to keep it paced, he nods in satisfaction before quickly undoing his belt and letting it drop on to the floor along with his pants, he steps out of them and kicks them to the side, he slides of his boxers, which leaves him fully bare, i've never ever seen him so bare in my life bare in mind i've known him my full life and we're both 20.
his cock slaps against his lower chest as he strokes it a few times and he holds his hand out infront of me gesturing me to spit. i collect a wad of spit in my mouth and spit it onto his hand. he spreads it thoroughly in his cock before slowly sliding into me allowing me to adjust
i knew chris was big.. but not this big. i let chris know i was fully adjusted by giving him a quick nod, he started of slow and picked up his pace. taking his time. "chris please.."
"what have i said about using words? please what?" he said cockily, "please go faster.." he chuckled slightly and took a chunk of my hair in his fists pulling it back ever so slightly trying his hardest not to hurt me. he picked up his pace finally almost tipping me over the edge. i've been waiting for this all night and it's now just happening. my mind went blank and foggy, the pleasure was washing over me like anything. it was like i was in a complete new dimension, but no i was in a random bedroom fucking my bestfriend. "almost there.." i said slightly above a whisper, he didn't reply just kept going until i finally released. my cunt spasming on his cock releasing all around him.
"gonna cum allover this pretty back of yours that okay baby?" i nod in allowance as he pulls out of me letting white streaks of white spurt all over my back making patterns.
he collapses next to me, "that was instense" he says panting slightly. "trust me i know"
"that was a little longer than 15 minutes don't ya think?"
a/n: hey i made this one a little longer, i'm working on the matt series it'll probably be out some time this week when i'm motivated or smth just thought i'd write this to get me more into writing the series
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Honeymoon without friend's sister's wedding
My colleague friend's sister gave me a chance to tear her virgin pussy! We all the office people had gone for a walk. He had also brought his sister.
Suhail and I are very good friends and have been working together in the same company for the last four years.
This story of Indian virgin pussy is absolutely true and there is not even an iota of lie in it.
This sex story is of August 1st last year.
My salary had come at that time.
One day Suhail and I planned to take me and his team out somewhere.
Suhail agreed to my advice and made a plan to go to Matheran.
I said yes to that.
To stay there, hotels and rooms etc. were all booked.
Then the day of our departure also came.
When we all gathered, a beautiful girl was with us in our team.
I was shocked to see him and felt completely confused.
She was looking as if God had given her all the beauty.
And she was also looking at me as if she had liked me.
On enquiry, it came to light that she was Suhail's sister.
Her nature was very open minded and she was very open in conversation.
Later Suhail told him about me and from here the friendship between me and him started.
Her name was Iqra.
Initially we all had planned to go by train so we all reached the station.
I was sitting next to Suhail and Iqra in the train.
I was sitting on the window side.
Then Iqra said that I have to sit near the window.
Suhail and I moved a little and I gave him my place and gave him the seat near the window.
Now she was sitting near me.
That first touch of her body, the sensuous smell of perfume coming from her clothes was driving me crazy.
I felt like taking Suhail's mother's cunt...just take his sister Iqra in my arms and start kissing her wildly. Give love bites on her body.
Thinking this, there was movement in my pants.
After some time, Suhail asked him to rest a bit and went to sleep.
Our journey took several hours.
When Suhail fell asleep, Iqra said - Look, this brother also came here to stop his snoring. This is a completely bored man.
Hearing her irritation, I laughed and said to her – I am Iqra, just talk to me! She laughed and started talking to both of us.
In the beginning she was calling me sir.
But when I asked, he started calling me Nick.
Many things happened between us.
Here I also flirted with Iqra.
She was well aware of the habits of boys, so she would smile at my flirtatious words, and sometimes she would blush.
During our conversation the topic came to relationships.
Meaning, we both started discussing each other's life partner.
I told him about myself – I am single and you?
He told that he is also single like me.
To tell the truth friends, I had fallen in love with Iqra.
But whether it was love, attraction or excitement... I don't know, but there was a stirring in both my heart and my pants.
The penis also started bouncing like a heart.
After finishing our journey we all reached the hotel.
Suhail was in his room with his GF so he requested me to accommodate Iqra in my room with him.
Suhail had expressed my feelings.
Iqra also smiled and I also said yes.
Iqra first went to freshen up and take bath.
At that time she said – Nick please give me my top and jeans, they are left outside.
I heard it, but I put on headphones and pretended that I was listening to music. I also started humming the song.
When Iqra did not get my reply, she opened the bathroom door to see why I was not responding to her.
He saw that I was busy listening to songs with my eyes closed.
Then he thought that without disturbing me, he himself should come into the room and take his clothes.
She wrapped her wet body with a towel and came out quietly.
He thought that if my eyes were closed, I would not see anything.
But as soon as she moved her hands towards her clothes, I stepped on her clothes and opened my eyes.
Iqra did not get angry, rather she was laughing and saying – Hey, leave it, friend!
His style burnt me from bottom to top.
I jumped towards her, threw her on the bed and proposed.
At first Iqra was surprised, but also angry and she slapped my cheek in such a way that I saw stars during the day.
Then when I separated, she said- Come here!
As soon as I went near him. She kissed me lovingly and said what idiot proposes like this? Do it the way I kissed you, then you will agree!
This green signal from his side became the reason for our wedding night.
I immediately pounced on her and kissed her and said - Iqra, even though I have seen you for the first time today, I have fallen in love with you at first sight, I love you Iqra, love you so much.
She also said that I had also started liking you and love you too Jaan.
Now many romantic moments had started passing. It was as if both of us were connected to each other's lips. Both of our tongues started trying to defeat each other.
After about ten minutes I removed her towel. She was looking amazing in bra and panty.
Understand that she will simply kill me with her sensual manners and such beautiful youth.
Now I started pressing her boobs and was kissing her.
At first she refused but then started supporting.
While slowly kissing her body, I removed her bra and panty.
Bhaisaheb… what a pussy she had… as if it were rose petals.
Here he stopped me and asked me to remove my clothes.
I said- Darling, now this body is yours, so you do this work only.
She very politely removed all my clothes one by one.
Seeing the tent forming inside my underwear, she said – Lilla… Your love is so big and cruel… How will I bear it?
I pulled down my underwear and said – Darling, kiss this gift of yours!
He denied.
I said- love the gift…don't reject it.
But she was not agreeing to put the penis in her mouth.
After a lot of my persuasion and persuasion, she kissed and licked and moved her face away.
When her tongue tasted the salty taste of the penis, she started to understand that taste in her own mouth.
I winked at her and shook my penis and she started sucking it.
Barely any time passed that she took my entire penis deep inside her mouth and started sucking it.
Brother… it seemed as if my penis was about to burst due to the buttery touch of her tongue.
Man...I couldn't control myself.
I held her head and inserted my penis deep into her throat.
Not only did I enter, but I kept the ball in check.
She started struggling.
Ignoring her, I pushed my penis deep into her throat and pressed its head to my buttocks.
It seemed as if I had gone mad.
The prisoner's breathing started stopping and she started struggling with her hands and legs very fast.
After this action of mine for a long time, when she came free, she said angrily - Who loves like this?
She became very angry.
I lovingly pressed her breasts and said sorry.
The bitch was doing a lot of drama.
I too was helpless… what could I do? It was the first time that I had such a wonderful sucking and such a buttery feeling… such an unusually beautiful girl… how could I let her go like this!
After a long time, after making fun of sister's daughter, she agreed.
Now I made her lie down and started moving my penis on her Indian virgin pussy.
Started slapping her pussy with the cock.
I was rubbing my penis on her virgin pussy.
She said – Nick, I have not done it till date and your tool is so big, how will I be able to bear it… I am very scared.
I said- Keep watching darling… there will be slight pain… then you will get the feeling of heaven. This is my guarantee.
She started laughing that you give guarantee in this also, do you understand the meaning of this?
I immediately turned the topic around and said – There was no need for me to say it my dear, you have also read this and know that there is a slight pain at first but after that it is just fun.
Pressing her lips she said – Yes, I know!
Now when I tried, my penis deviated from the hole of the Indian virgin pussy and slid down.
Then I set my penis properly and gave a light push.
The head of my penis and some part of it, meaning only about one and a half or two inches of the penis must have gone inside, when she let out a sigh.
He said- Take it easy darling!
But now I was not going to hear anything. I gave a hard push and the penis broke her membrane and went inside.
When the membrane broke, blood came out and she started crying in pain.
I wiped her tears, kissed her and loved her.
As soon as her pain subsided, I took my penis out a bit and pushed it back hard.
My entire penis tore her virgin pussy and went straight inside to its root.
His condition worsened.
Seeing her suffering, my lust became more aroused.
I started fucking her.
Her tears were flowing continuously, but she could not scream even if she wanted to because her brother was in the next room.
After some time, when the pain subsided, she also started cooperating by raising her ass.
Now I started working like a machine.
After about 15 minutes of intense fucking, by the time I was about to ejaculate, Iqra had already ejaculated twice.
Now I wanted to ejaculate deep inside her pussy.
I did the same… it seemed as if she was feeling the greatest shame in the world due to the heat of my thick semen.
He rested for a long time.
I brought the medicine to him from the medical store and gave him it.
During that four day trip to Matheran, I fucked her 15-18 times and fucked her in different positions.
Traveling during the day and fucking all night.
During that time, one day I also fucked her ass.
I will write about how her ass was opened in the next sex story.
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Mason Mount
First part, this is more just an introduction to the characters, seeing how their relationship started. Maybe a bit of a boring one but hopefully you find the others pick up!
Warnings: Fighting, breakup
Background information
Throwback
You first met Mason when your brother was allowed a friend over for dinner one night, you believed that it was love at first sight. You got the biggest crush on him and obviously couldn’t act up on it because he was your brother friend.
You got embarrassed whenever he came over which seemed to be a long, your mum seemed to pick up your crush quickly.
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When it came to your birthday, your brother begged your parents to let you throw a party. Which they were happy enough to agree to with strict rules set of course.
You were not too bothered with having a party, you would have been happy enough going out for a meal with your family, it was your brother who wanted the party more, inviting his friends and even strangers.
You had a small friendship group who you invited, they came over early to help you get ready for your big day.
“So is Mason here tonight?” Sarah asked, Sarah was your oldest friends, you had met in primary 1 and had become best friends, she was your closest friend, the friend you told everything too, she was the only one in your friendship group who knew about your crush on Mason, which still hadn’t gone away.
“Yes, my brother invited him” you replied trying to stay calm and collected at the fact Mason would be here.
The party was crazy, you barely knew anyone. “Who are these people?” you asked your brother “My friends” he replied he was drunk already you could tell from the way he was acting.
“Hey happy birthday” you heard a voice say you were grabbing yourself a drink, turning around you found Mason stood there. The kitchen was the only room that was half quiet. “Thank you” you replied feeling yourself getting red, at least you could blame it on the warm environment.
“So how are you feeling?, finally legal and 18” he asked “Good, can’t say this party is really for me though, i don’t think i even know half of these people” you replied “Well if it helps neither do i, guessing it’s some of his Uni friends” Mason didn’t go to Uni he was given the opportunity to become a footballer which was his childhood dream, meanwhile your brother went to Uni to do a 4 year course.
You and Mason stood in the kitchen speaking for a once, you had never spoken to him by himself and for so long. You never realised how nice he actually was.
At once point you got lost in his eyes, and leaned in for a kiss, which he kissed back before pulling away “We shouldn’t have done that, your my best friends sister” he said getting angry, you were embarrassed leaving the kitchen and past the people at the party heading up stairs to your bedroom.
Fuck why did you do that, you couldn’t even blame it on the fact you were drunk, you had only had a couple drinks. You were embarrassed, yes you may of had a crush on him but you were never going to act up on it.
You heard a knock on the door, “y/n let me in please” it was Mason you really didn’t want to let him in, you stayed quiet hoping he would leave but of course he didn’t knocking again before telling you he was coming in and before making a move he was in your bedroom.
“Look i shouldn’t have gotten so angry at you i’m sorry” he said “It’s ok” you replied “No it was rude of me” he said “No seriously it’s ok, it’s embarrassing for me, i never should have kissed you even if i had a crush your my brother friend it’s fine” You replied quickly realising what you revealed to him.
It was silent “I know you do” he revealed to you “How?” you asked “You were always quite obviously with it” he said, you always thought you did well to hid it, clearly not. “And your mum told me” What the heck? Your mum told him “Told me to be nice to you as you had a crush” he explained, you were so embarrassed.
“I’m so sorry” you said as this point in time you wanted the ground to swallow you up. “Don’t be” he replied.
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That was the last of that chat. The next was Mason birthday he was turning 21. Both you and your brother had been invited.
It was a big party, he had invited some of his Chelsea teammates, derby teammates and some of the england u21 players.
You didn’t know much people at the party, so your plan was too turn up show your face then leave after about 2 hours.
At least that was your plan which definitely didn’t happen. Mason made sure to stick by your side the whole time even though it was his birthday.
“So i have a question for you?” Mason asked “yes?” you hated questions like this at least if it was over messages you had time to think of an answer.
“What will it take for you to go out on a date with me?” he asked you, you were shocked, Mason asking you out of an date, “Maybe just ask me?” you replied you never expected this.
“Well then y/n will you go on a date with me?” he asked with a big smile on his face. “Of course i will” you replied, you couldn’t wait to get home to tell Sarah, you just knew how happy she would be for you.
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Part 1 is finished. The next part is the break up this was most of a throwback to show you how there relationship started.
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Can you please do relationship (preferably both NSFW and SFW) head cannons for juri,chunli, and Cammy x !male reader, the son of M.bison
He was supposed to be another vessel for bison to transfer into, but he rebelled(the reader is stronger than bison) and wants to replace all the bad his dad had done with his own legacy of good
I was up late playing SF6 and thought this would make such a good angsty and fluff post this my first time requesting something so a little nervous. Sorry if this makes you uncomfortable
Don't worry about it! You did great in submitting your ask, not to mention I had a blast writing this! Also, sorry if this is a bit long!
Now! Your wish is my command!
The first time Chun-Li met you, it was when she was chasing down Neo Shadaloo, trying to figure out exactly what they were doing.
She had got the upper hand on their leader, the young man called Ed, and just as she was about to knock him out before bringing him back to the interpol offices to interrogate him when you interfered.
Just as her kick was about to land, Ed disappeared in a flash of purple and pink and he reappeared, alongside you, only just barely outside of her range.
“Thanks, I thought I was done for!” Ed exclaimed as he breathed heavily.
“You should probably get out of here Ed, you are not in the best of states.” you told the blonde young man as you walked towards Chun-Li, your eyes closed and hand on the back of your neck before you cracked it, and Psycho Power began rolling off of you like waves, your eyes opening in tandem, your irises painted pink and purple and your hair turning stark white.
“Now then miss Chun-Li, you’ll be dealing with me. Though do be aware, I can only spare seven minutes to play with you.” you told the woman as you removed your hand from the back of your neck and closed your fists tight, raising them to face her.
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The next thing Chun-Li knew, she was fighting someone that reminded her all too much of the man who took her Father away from her.
And what made it worse?
She couldn’t land a hit on you.
She would get within a hair's breadth of touching you but then *poof* you were gone in a wave of pink and purple before she would be sent flying away.
But then, after seven minutes, you declared that “Your time was up.” and that you had “Enjoyed the game the two of you played.”
And that left Chun-Li in an abandoned warehouse, cut up and covered in scrapes and bruises, watching the wave of pink and purple fade away from where you stood only a split second earlier.
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After that, it was quite a bit of time before Chun-Li met you again.
Almost a year had passed before Li-Fen had shot into the dojo, dragging someone behind her.
That person Li-Fen was dragging behind her?
Was you.
Li-Fen said she found you “Wandering around the city, looking for a “Certain Martial Arts Master”.
Needless to say, Li-Fen brought you to Chun-Li, not knowing at all who you were.
But, she quickly figured it out when you and Chun-Li started talking.
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Chun-Li and Li-Fen were, of course, shocked by what you told them.
How you were the son of Bison.
How you were made.
How you were able to use Psycho Power without drawbacks.
And why you were working with Neo Shadaloo and just exactly what Neo Shadaloo was.
Chun-Li, was of course wary of you telling her all of this and why you were doing so.
However, when you gave her access to the Neo Shadaloo archives, that wariness was lessened, even if only slightly.
After that, you stuck around, helping out around the Dojo and helping Chun-Li teach.
Quickly the two of you struck up a friendship despite the… messiness that your pasts shared.
After a while, Li-Fen started teasing Chun-Li about her “Crush” which would lead to Chun-Li hitting her over the head with a blush on her face.
But then, one day, Chun-Li asked you if you would mind spending the day with her.
And so, the two of you painted the town red, setting off in the morning and only heading back home long after the sun had set, plenty of souvenirs in hand.
It was only when the two of you were walking down the street on the way back to the dojo, that you said exactly what had been running around in your head the entire day.
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“Y’know Chun-Li, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say this was a date.” you told the woman who simply blushed and said.
“I wouldn’t be… opposed to that.”
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After that, the two of you were inseparable.
Li-Fen was of course the first person to figure it out, saying that “She wondered how long the two of you were going to dance around eachother like that!”
She also told you two to “Stop training so loudly at night” and that it was “Stopping her from sleeping!”
At this, Chun-Li nearly melted into the floor out of embarrassment.
Why?
Well, the two of you weren’t “training” in the traditional sense.
She, of course, was definitely showing off how flexible she was at night but…
Well… Li Fen was a bit too young to know anything else besides that.
And all Chun-Li could say was that the two of you would “Try and keep it down.” knowing all too well that she may not be able to keep that promise.
Juri wasn’t too sure what to think of you when she met you for the first time.
On one hand, that was Psycho Power you were using, the same type of energy that the bastard who was responsible for her parents death used.
On the other, you were on a rampage through the Shadaloo base, tearing the place apart.
Bringing down the ceiling, ripping up the foundations, tearing down the walls, the whole shebang.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t stay and chat at the moment.
In part due to the fact that you were bringing the base down on top of their head.
But also because she was helping a certain blonde get the hell out of dodge.
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The next time Juri saw you was a few years later during one of the times she crossed paths with “Neo Shadaloo.”
Much like last time, you were tearing down a building with reckless abandon.
This time however, Juri was watching from the outside with the other parts of the Neo Shadaloo freak show.
“*whistle* That guy is really ripping the place up!” Juri exclaimed as she watched you work, pulling down a helicopter with Psycho Power and launching it into a tank, destroying both.
“He’s always been like that as long as I’ve known him. Very… wild.” the leader of the group, Ed responded whilst drinking from a juice box.
“Heh, sounds like me and him would get along!” Juri said with a laugh.
“It would definitely not be beyond the realm of possibility, especially with the hatred the two of you share for his father.” Ed’s second in command, Falke, stated absentmindedly.
“For who?” Juri asked, confused for a brief moment about who Falke was talking about before the dots connected.
The Psycho Power, the overwhelming animosity to Shadaloo Remnants, the overwhelming force.
“Holy shit. THAT FUCKER HAD A KID!?” Juri screamed in a mix of shock, fury, and disgust at the image placed in her mind.
“Yes, Bison created that person down there with a mixture of his own DNA, Data from the experiments like us, and a woman who had her genome altered to have a high regenerative factor. Though, he was far too strong for what Bison originally intended for him. Which in turn led to us being experimented on.” Ed told Juri who was still in shock at what she had just learned.
After a moment, the words registered, and Juri asked.
“What do you mean by “Too Strong For What Bison Originally Intended?”
“To put it simply, Bison wanted a perfect body, one that could heal from the stress and damage using Psycho Power at such a powerful level, hence the experimentation and search for the way to create the Perfect vessel. If he had been successful, he would’ve been basically unstoppable. Unfortunately for him and fortunately for us, that guy had a will of his own, one that seemed to be completely unbreakable, even with Bison and F.A.N.G. doing their worst to break it.” Falke explained.
An explosion rang out, catching Juri’s attention as the sound of missiles roared out.
On the main runway, missiles being held aloft by Psycho Power launched into the base, turning the entire place into a blasted landscape of craters, ruins, and purple and pink fire.
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After that, Juri got… curious.
She started hanging around Neo Shadaloo, taking more jobs for them, making a sort of… alliance with them.
All to satisfy her curiosity in you.
All to learn more about the object of mystery that you are.
Over time, Juri did, eventually meet you in a… less than official capacity.
As it turns out, you had noticed the interest she had taken in you, and in turn, you took an interest in her.
After that… well… one thing leads to another.
The two of you kept it secret for a while, trying to figure how this thing would work.
After all, Your pops was responsible for the death of Juri’s parents and if she thought about it for too long, she would start laughing like crazy at just how ridiculous it is, with you often doing the same.
Nonetheless, neither of you are particularly subtle people and, eventually, someone, probably Falke, found out.
It will probably be made into this big thing by Ed and the other members of the group Ed personally leads.
There will be a party, there will be cake, there will of course be spicy food for Juri, and she will be formally named as “Part Of The Family” by the others.
It is a whole event, and pretty overwhelming for Juri.
Nonetheless, it was… kind of nice to be welcomed so openly.
Though if they knew what the two of you got up to in bed…
Heh, well, she got the feeling poor Falke would have a heart attack on the spot.
After all, she is a pretty flexible lady with quite a bit of power in those legs of hers.
Not to mention… well… she’s got her own… kinks.
You were so cute when you were below her and so hot when you got the upper hand.
And Juri Han knew that she was a very, very bad girl.
If there was one thing Cammy White was good at, it was fighting.
She was quite literally built for it.
And yet, there was one person she had never been able to land an actual hit on, much less defeat.
You, the left hand of Neo Shadaloo and a master of the same power that Bison once used.
Psycho Power.
And you seemed even more powerful than him.
Weapons always stopped short of hitting you, punches only ever hit empty air, artillery would be crushed into scrap metal.
Despite that. she was the only person to ever get close to you.
And all she had to show for it? A patch that tore off of your outfit that depicted the symbol of Neo Shadaloo.
It was frustrating to her.
Despite that, she had to admit that she was… curious.
How did someone like you come to be?
How could you fight like that without falling to pieces due to Psycho Power tearing you apart?
It made her want to find you and make you tell her everything.
It made her want to know exactly who you were.
Little did Cammy know that her wishes were soon to be answered.
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There was a Cafe Cammy frequented.
It was a nice little place, just a few minutes walk from her home.
Good coffee, good tea, and good sweets.
The owners were an old couple, very nice people and they knew her by her name, not to mention that they had an absolutely beautiful black cat.
And so, when she arrived one day, she was surprised to hear them talking about her to a stranger.
Telling the stranger how “Nice” and “Sweet” she was and how much she loved her cats.
And then, the stranger turned around and instantly Cammy was on high alert.
The stranger was not any stranger.
The stranger was you.
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There was a tenseness between the two of you as you both waited to be served.
“What are you doing here?” Cammy asked you, trying to find a way to force you outside and away from the couple if she had to fight you.
“Me? Oh, I am here for you Miss White. You see, I find you quite intriguing.” you told her truthfully.
For some reason, Cammy felt her cheeks flush at this.
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After that, you became a constant fixture at the Cafe.
Either helping out around it, or trying to get over the walls Cammy White had while she was there.
Eventually, after quite a long time, you managed to get past her walls by letting you through hers.
The two of you talked about your respective lives or what both of you could recall about them.
Cammy was shocked to learn who you were and why you were doing what you were doing, but she did understand it.
You were shocked to learn about who Cammy used to be and why she existed, but you were glad for her and how much she changed.
And eventually, the two of you became friends of sorts.
The owners of the Cafe were quite happy to see their best customers getting along and said something about “Wondering when both of them will really get together?”
Neither of you knew what this meant until much, much later when Cammy, for some reason she didn’t really understand, invited you to her place.
After that things… escalated… quickly.
Confessions of love, happy crying, hugging, and so much more.
When morning finally came around for the two of you, it was almost midday, and neither of you felt like you could stand, much less walk.
Though… there was still plenty of energy for round two.
Besides, Cammy had a few moves she wanted to try on you.
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Can you please whenever you can write Husband!Freddie with those prompts: “Can you help me with my tie?” / “Can you zip up my dress for me?” and Late night sex / Lazy morning sex? I love you writing and Huband Freddie A is a DREAMMMM 😍😍😍
Oh, thank you, babe! And absolutely ❤️ Freddie is truly a dream, and there's no better moment to honour his very existence than now 💓🥹
I wasn't entirely sure if you meant the trope husband!Freddie though, but considering the prompts, I thought it would be fitting for the occasion 😉 I hope you'll enjoy it!
Tropes & warnings; established relationship, Husband!Freddie, mention of pregnancy; Smut 18+, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex (p in v), fingering, more unprotected sex, cum inside;
Word count; 4.2K
Taglist; @couldawouldashoulda50 @findapenny @justwanderingbutneverlost
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“Can you help me with my tie?” I Freddie Andersen 🖋️⚡️🌺
"FREDDIE! FREDDIE! FREDDIE!"
As the shouts of his name echoed from the tv speakers, a surge of pride and excitement washed over you. Each chant seemed to carry the weight of the entire arena, as if the smaller group of fans' enthusiasm propelled the Carolina Hurricanes to victory all on its own. With heavy breaths, you watched as your husband battled fiercely against the formidable Florida Panthers in game five of the playoffs. Where eventually they managed to triumph with a 4-2 victory on enemy turf - and it wasn't just any win; it was a step continuing into the second round of the playoffs.
Even from the comfort of your living room sofa, you could feel the electric yet chaotic atmosphere of the Amerant Bank arena. The energy of the crowd seemed to seep through the screen, mingling with the adrenaline coursing through Freddie's veins on the ice. And as the final buzzer sounded, signalling the Hurricanes' win, you couldn't help but smile. Pride swelled within you as you pictured Freddie's jubilant expression amid the post-game celebrations. And despite the late hour, you did your best to stay awake, eager to welcome him home and share in his joy.
However, as the high slowly wore off, weariness started to pull at your eyelids as you relaxed on the sofa, the softness of the cushions tempting you into a sleepy state. You battled against the urge to give in to slumber, holding on to the excitement of Freddie's homecoming. Yet, as the post-game interviews flashed across the screen, you had to give in.
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Frederik Andersen was perhaps everything you could have ever wished for in a husband. From the moment he set foot in Raleigh, his presence seemed to enchant you, gradually entwining itself into the very fabric of your heart. Despite the initial uncertainty and the winding path it took for both of you to acknowledge your feelings, the bond that flourished between you surpassed all expectations.
During the early months of your friendship, you found yourself spellbound by Freddie’s calm demeanour and mysterious aura. There was an irresistible allure to the serious gaze and the steadfast focus he brought to every aspect of his life.
Yet, while the spark of attraction ignited within you almost instantly, it took time for Frederik to realise the depth of his own feelings. So, for months you simply circled each other, navigating the delicate balance of friendship. Yet, amidst the uncertainty, there were subtle hints of mutual affection that lingered in the air – fleeting glances, lingering touches, and unspoken gestures that spoke volumes.
And it was a moment of bravery, spurred by a surge of confidence, that pushed you to take the first step. With trembling hands and a racing heart, you gathered the courage to invite Freddie for a coffee, hoping to bridge the gap between friendship and something more. Though initially completely oblivious of your intentions, a nudge from Jarvy had Freddie realise the true nature of your invitation.
So, in a whirlwind of emotions, the unspoken desires that had hovered between you finally came to life. Confessions were shared, hearts laid bare, and in that moment, the invisible bonds that connected you tightened into an unbreakable tie, each day drawing you closer together.
And just two years flew by in a blur of happiness and contentment, until one unforgettable day when Freddie took your hand and asked for your forever.
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Upon entering the cosy warmth of home, Freddie was greeted by the soft buzz of the TV and its gentle glow casting shadows across the room, before his weary eyes spotted you sprawled on the roomy sofa, wearing nothing but his favourite number 31 jersey. And he couldn’t suppress a smile spreading across his face as he approached, feeling a rush of affection seeing you peacefully asleep.
Though tempted to wake you and celebrate tonight’s win together, Freddie resisted, knowing you deserved undisturbed rest after supporting him through the highs and lows of the season.
Yet, as he roamed the familiar corners of your home, he couldn't resist pulling you into his arms, embracing your smaller frame as you stirred from sleep.
"Freddie," your voice, thick with sleep, reached his ears as you blinked awake, greeted by your husband leaning over you.
"Hello, skat," he murmured softly, a gentle smile on his lips as he met your gaze. "Didn't mean to wake you... I just wanted to take you to bed."
"Mmm," you hummed, letting him effortlessly lift you from the sofa, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. His warmth enveloped you, a sense of safety washing over you as he held you close.
"You can always wake me up, Freddie," you whispered softly, planting a tender kiss on his lips, a shy smile gracing your face.
"I know, but it's late... so let's head to bed," he simply replied, slowly carrying you up the stairs to your shared bedroom. Then carefully, he settled you onto the mattress, his movements gentle as his gaze lingered on you, tucking you in snugly.
Yet, you couldn’t help but smile as your eyes followed his towering figure moving around the bed, slowly peeling off his shirt. And you had to bite your lower lip, as you admired his fair chest in the subdued room lighting.
With every motion, you felt your heart rate gradually increasing as he discarded more clothing, and suddenly, you felt anything but tired, especially with your handsome husband now only in his boxers. You were irresistibly drawn to him, your mouth watering and your eyes glinting with desire. Even though he’d only been away for a few days, it felt like a long deprivation, and he was the first feast on the menu.
So, as he joined you on the bed, you eagerly leaned in and pulled him into a fervent kiss.
Freddie chuckled softly during the kiss at your sudden change in demeanour, pulling back slightly to offer you a wry smile, making an effort to keep his composure.
“Min skat, it’s late… and you’re tired…” he whispered softly, his thumb gently caressing your lower lip.
You took a deep breath, meeting his gaze with a flirtatious look, as your eyes were brimming with nothing but desire for your partner. “Not anymore…” you murmured, shaking your head gently.
Time didn’t matter now. Your husband was back home, his team had progressed to the second round of the playoffs, and he’d performed brilliantly. Nedless to say, he deserved nothing less than to be honoured.
So, instead of giving in to sleep, you leaned in for another kiss. And this time, it was more passionate and intense than before. Your hand cupped his bearded cheek as you drew closer, your tongue pressing against his lips, seeking entrance, which he eagerly granted.
It was no secret that Freddie had missed your touch as well. With his focus on the playoffs and his commitment to training, sex hadn’t exactly been a priority in recent weeks. So, when the opportunity for intimate celebration presented itself, he wasn’t about to refuse.
Then as your fingers tangled in his ginger locks, pulling him nearer, he instinctively intensified the kiss, deepening it further, creating friction as your saliva mingled and your tongues engaged in a sensual dance.
He craved you so badly. And with each passing moment, the kiss grew messier and more fervent, his heartbeat quickening and blood rushing to his groin. To him, you were exquisite. Your body seemed perfectly crafted for his, and he found himself unable to resist once your skin met his. You were his weakness. Under your touch, he, a goaltender, would lose all his focus and control.
The room seemed to ignite with heat as your hands began to explore each other. With newfound vigour, you took the lead and positioned yourself to straddle Freddie – though it took some effort due to his broad hips. Tonight, however, you didn’t mind. As you settled with a knee on either side of him, he leaned back slightly, your lips still locked as his hands found your buttocks.
And it didn’t take long before you felt his slowly growing hardness pressing against your core, only the fabric of your underwear and his boxers standing in the way.
Then with slow, sensual movements, you moved your lips away from his, trailing down his bearded jawline, descending to his strong neck, across his exposed throat as he tilted his head back slightly. And continuing southward, you tenderly traced his collarbone, alternating between kisses and gentle nips with your teeth, before moving down his chest, and continuing your descent, your mouth lingering on his skin.
With each kiss, each delicate nip, Freddie’s breathing became more erratic as he watched you through his lashes, feeling himself growing harder with each touch.
And finally, you slowly inched your way past his belly button, and reached the waistband of his boxers.
“Mmm, skat, you don’t have to…” Freddie muttered, his breath catching as he knew your intentions. However, his protest fell on deaf ears, even to himself. He yearned for your touch, and the prospect of your mouth on him was nothing short of a fantasy.
So, as you simply smirked up at him, slipping your fingers under the elastic band of his boxers and pulling them down to release his hardened shaft, he swallowed hard in anticipation. Freddie offered some assistance, kicking off his boxers, then you took hold of his length, stroking it gently before leaning in and sensually licking from bottom to top.
“Oh, yes… fuck…”
You couldn’t help but smirk as you noticed his eyes blink a few times, waiting for your next move. Yet tonight wasn’t about teasing. Tonight was about giving your husband what he’d earned. So, without hesitation, you wrapped your lips around his tip, coating it with saliva before slowly taking more of him into your mouth, his hand finding your hair swiftly, as he guided you.
Freddie was rather large, no doubt about that. So, he never quite fit completely inside your mouth. However, as you took him further down your throat, gently moving your head up and down in sensual motions, you used a hand to cover the rest of his length. Giving head to your well-endowed ginger husband wasn’t the easiest task, but you couldn’t help but feel satisfaction as you heard his moans growing louder and more uncontrolled with each motion.
And as you maintained a steady rhythm with your warm mouth around his sensitive cock, Freddie felt himself slowly approaching a deeply desired climax. Which you sensed it as his fingers lightly tugged on your locks.
“Mmm, yes, it feels so good, baby… love your mouth…”
His words mixed with deep breaths and husky moans made your core pool. And though you wanted nothing more than to finish him off then and there, you also longed to feel him inside you.
So, when sensing his thigh muscles tense beneath you, you slowly released his member from your mouth, gasping for air as your eyes locked with his. There was no need for words; Freddie understood your next move instinctively.
Moving away from his body with gentle grace, you discarded your own underwear, leaving on the jersey before returning to straddle his broad hips, where his hands naturally found your hips for support once more. Then with delicate movements, you let your folds glide against his hard cock, teasing your clit as you steadied your hands on his chest.
Driven by mutual desire, you then guided the tip of Freddie’s cock to your entrance and, almost effortlessly, sank down onto him, allowing him to fill you up completely.
“Oh, Freddie,” you moaned as he stretched you. Despite being accustomed to his size over time, your body surrendered to the desperate need for him, melting into him almost instantly. And upon regaining control of your breaths, you began to move your hips slowly, allowing his shaft to glide in and out of your slick core.
Freddie too was overwhelmed by the incredible sensations as your tightness enveloped him, knowing he wouldn’t last long tonight. You felt utterly amazing, pressing your hands against his chest to establish a steady rhythm, your harmonious moans filling the room as the heat between you intensified.
You had missed the sensation of Freddie’s body against yours. And as he sat up, his lips crashing onto yours in a hungry kiss, his hands slipped under the jersey and swiftly discarded it across the room before returning to the kiss.
You kept your hips in motion, gradually increasing the pace as your fingers once again found his fiery hair, pulling him closer into the passionate kiss. And breathing was almost forgotten amidst the kisses, as you briefly pulled apart to catch your breath before diving back into a fervent embrace.
It was hot. Feeling his chest against your breasts, you rode him with all the energy you could muster, his thumb finding your clit to gently circle. The pleasure was intense, your orgasm building as you pressed against him, while his thick member stimulated your walls and teased your sensitive spot inside. It was almost too much. Overwhelmed, your mind clouded, and your lungs begged for air.
And Freddie sensed your urgency as his finger worked its magic, his hips instinctively meeting yours in rhythm. And it wasn’t long before you reached the brink of orgasm, your hips moving rapidly against his finger as the climax washed over you, causing you to arch your back, close your eyes, and release a loud cry of pleasure, with his name slipping off your lips.
It was the high you’d been craving for days, if not weeks. And finally, you reached it.
Then slowly calming from your high, you took deep breaths before reconnecting your lips in a tender kiss. However, when you pulled apart again, Freddie changed position. Sensing his own climax approaching, he leaned forward and pushed you down into the mattress, hovering over you in missionary, before setting his own pace.
His motions were as desperate as yours had been, and though he tried to keep it romantic with soft kisses, it quickly grew too intense and rapid. Covered in sweat, your bodies moved together as he thrusted into you, his cock buried deep as he pounded harder and faster.
Your moans filled the room as pleasure coursed through your body once more, while your fingers dug into his shoulders as he overstimulated you with every pound.
“Oh, fuck…” Freddie grunted deeply, signalling his imminent release.
And with a few more forceful thrusts, he propelled himself over the edge, emptying himself as he filled you up with his release, reaching climax.
Both of you needed a moment to come back down to earth, ensnared in a blissful haze as you caught your breath. And when you finally managed to breathe again, you flashed him a satisfied smile.
“Congratulations on the amazing win, Freddie,” you chuckled lightly, still a little breathless, and your husband couldn’t help but chuckle as well, feeling the exhilaration from the incredible intimacy you’d shared.
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As morning crept in, you felt Freddie's body close to yours, the sunlight trickling in through the curtains.
The tingling sensation from the events of the night still lingered, yet a new desire stirred within you as you sensed Freddie's morning wood against your lower back, snug in his boxers. And a smile naturally spread across your face, while wrapped in his sturdy arms, you slowly awakened, turning in his embrace to meet his peaceful expression.
With gentle caresses, you traced the contours of his handsome face, adorned with ginger freckles, as he too gradually roused from sleep.
"Morning," his deep, husky voice murmured, his eyes still closed.
"Morning, baby. How did you sleep?" Your voice matched his in softness and crispiness.
"Mmm, slept like a log, min skat," he replied softly. "With you by my side and after last night, I couldn't ask for more..."
A light chuckle escaped you, and a mischievous urge to tease suddenly took hold.
"Wait, what went down last night?" you playfully quizzed, causing Freddie to open his eyes and raise an eyebrow.
"Oh, so you've forgotten?" he teased back.
"Hmm... maybe," you replied, feigning innocence.
"Well then," Freddie leaned over you, enveloping you completely with his larger frame, his face hovering close to yours. "I guess I'll have to remind you then..." he said with a seductive tone.
It was the epitome of a lazy morning kiss—half sleepy, half passionate, as your lips moved languidly, yet the desire between you both was palpable.
Your fingers eagerly tangled in Freddie's hair as the kiss intensified, and soon, any remaining barriers of clothing between your bodies were discarded.
In the gentle morning light, Freddie's skin seemed to glow as he explored your mouth with his own, his hardness evident and eager to be satisfied once more. Yet he took his time, savouring the sensation of your skin against his, allowing your mouths to move in perfect harmony as you delved deeper into the sensuality of the moment.
Then, with a gentle shift, Freddie slid his right leg between yours, his thigh making contact with your core, instantly revealing your moist readiness for him.
"Mmm, fuck, skat," he murmured against your lips, echoing your moans as you felt his strong muscles against your sensitive flesh. “So wet already…”
A smirk played on your lips as you couldn't deny the craving for more. Despite both of you feeling a bit weary from staying up late due to Freddie's late return after the game, you found yourself getting turned on by the early morning touches.
And adjusting his leg, Freddie then slid his arm between your bodies, his middle finger delving into your heat while he kept his lips locked with yours.
"Mmm, Freddie," you moaned as he alternated between teasing your entrance and circling your sensitive clit. And then a louder gasp, mixed with a moan, escaped you as he effortlessly slid two fingers inside.
With gentle strokes, he massaged your inner walls, ensuring to prepare you with care for what was to come. Though the goal wasn't to bring you to climax yet, the sensation of his thick digits stirred pleasurable feelings within you.
And as you tilted your head back against the pillow and watched him through your lower lashes, soft moans escaped your lips. Then Freddie gently withdrew his fingers, lining up his erect member instead, and with deliberate slowness, he pushed himself inside you.
It was a lazy rhythm as he then gently rocked his hips, while exchanging sloppy kisses. Your hands roamed from his hair to his shoulders, then to his neck, pulling him closer.
It was a moment of pure romance, not as eager and fiery as the night before. This was simply two bodies connecting in a slow, steady pace, each stimulating the other towards pleasure. Amidst tender kisses, soft moans escaped you both, indicating the gradual ascent towards climax.
The room felt stiflingly warm, sweat glistening on your bodies as you moved together, intensified by the sunlight streaming in. And it only urged you to hasten towards release. Slowly, Freddie increased his rhythm, his hips pressing a little harder against you as he thrust in and out, propelling you closer to the edge.
Your breaths grew heavier with each internal caress, your mind enveloped in a blissful haze with every motion. "Yes, Freddie... I'm getting close... I'm - I'm going to come," you whispered amidst your moans.
And that only spurred Freddie on even more, his movements becoming quicker. Sensing the tightening grip of your walls around him, he drove himself harder and faster, his fingers gripping the sheets beneath you as you tugged on his hair, your faces pressed close, sharing deep breaths.
Then with a final flurry of rapid thrusts, Freddie brought you to the pinnacle of pleasure. With a loud cry, you squeezed your eyes shut and moaned out his name, the intensity overwhelming your senses as ecstasy consumed your mind. And as your muscles tightened around his sensitive member, it triggered his own release, letting out a deep grunt, as Freddie spilled his seed into your depths, the sensation washing over him.
While the climaxes may not have matched the intensity of the night before, they were still nothing short of amazing. And as you both gasped for air in the aftermath, smiles adorned your faces as you exchanged tender kisses. Freddie then gently disentangled himself from you and suggested a shower to properly wake up and prepare for the day, though the only plans involved lounging on the sofa with a bad movie.
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About two months had passed since the fifth game of the playoffs, and now you found yourself bustling around your home, preparing for a significant event; the wedding of some of your closest friends.
Although the Canes had put on a stellar performance, their journey unfortunately came to an end when the Tampa Bay Lightning emerged victorious during the fourth game of the Eastern Conference Final. Freddie, naturally, was devastated, having poured his heart and soul into every moment on the ice, but it just hadn’t been enough.
However, today wasn't about hockey. It was about witnessing two people pledge their love in front of their loved ones—a day filled with joy and romance.
The only worry weighing on your mind was that you hadn't been feeling quite right in the past few weeks, causing Freddie to fret.
"Skat, are you sure you're up for going to a wedding? I don't want you to go if you feel sick..." he expressed his concern while putting on his shirt.
"Freddie, honey, I'm fine, I promise!" You did your best to reassure him with a sweet smile.
"I just don't want you to feel like you have to go... I can go alone," he persisted.
However, there was no need for concern. Just two days ago, you had discovered the reason behind your recent unease, despite not being ill. Yet you hadn't found the right moment to share the news with Freddie, especially since it wasn't exactly part of the plans, he had envisioned for the two of you, particularly with your upcoming trip to Italy.
"Fred... I'm really okay," you reassured him, offering another smile. "But I promise, if I start feeling unwell, I'll let you know."
Freddie was always attentive when it came to your health, but he also knew he had to trust your word as you stood before him in nothing but your undergarments, flashing him a reassuring smile.
So, with a sigh, he nodded in agreement. "Alright... but can you help me with my tie then?"
And of course, you could. Despite knowing that Freddie was more than capable of tying his own tie, considering he wore suits several days a week during the season, it was a task he knew you enjoyed assisting him with. You had even practiced a few more creative knots than just the classic, just for fun.
As you stood there in the middle of the room, with only the soft hum of the outside world, you couldn't help but smile as you savoured the calm moment with the man you loved with all your heart, your husband and soulmate. Then turning to take hold of your dress and gently slipped it on, you decided it was about time to tell him the reason behind your recent behaviour.
Standing in front of the mirror, your eyes meeting Freddie's reflection behind you, you voiced your thoughts sweetly. "Can you zip up my dress for me?" you asked, another soft smile gracing your lips.
"Of course, min skat," Freddie simply replied, coming to stand behind you, his hands finding the zipper, and delicately guiding the fabric to envelop your figure. "Hmm, it's a nice dress, baby—haven't seen you wear this in a while..." he murmured, admiring how it beautifully hugged your body.
"Well..." you began softly. "I just wanted to wear it one more time before... before it won't fit me anymore."
Your eyes searched for Freddie's in the mirror.
"What do you mean?" he inquired softly, but then he noticed your hand resting on your lower abdomen, his eyes widening, and his mouth forming an 'o'. "Wait... babe, are you... I mean, are we?" he stuttered under his breath, a soft smile slowly spreading across his lips.
Turning around to face him, you looked up with a gentle smile and nodded. "Yes, Freddie... I'm pregnant..."
There was a brief moment of anticipation as you awaited his reaction, but it didn't take long before Freddie's eyes lit up like Christmas lights.
"We're going to have a baby!" he exclaimed loudly with pure joy, wrapping his strong arms around your body and lifting you into the air in sheer happiness. And you couldn't help but chuckle as he held you close, your eyes locking in a gaze as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
Laughter and happiness filled the air as you both shared the news of the new chapter that was to form your lives together. And as you shared a tender kiss, with Freddie still holding you, there was nothing else to say but, "I love you so much, Frederik Andersen."
"I love you too, min skat."
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