#long sigh as i realize i have to tag all these mfs
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Eidetic Memory Be Damned -Spencer Reid
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•Pairing - Spencer Reid x FemFBIAgent!Reader
•Rating - 18+, Minors DNI - Smut - NSFW!!!
•Summary/Prompt - Spencer is tired of only having the memory of you to enjoy during his spicy times , so he just has to intrude into your hotel room after a case is finished…
•Warnings/Content - p in the v unprotected (hey kids- DONT DO IT) ; cursing ; Spence loves to beg to nut in you and does so ; creampie ; some pain play? (just a lil hand on the throat dealio and some hair pulling) ; LOTS of praise on both sides (good boy, pretty girl, etc) ; very mf horny lol ; (basically they do just about everything from first base to last bestie slay)
•Word Count - 3.3k
•Authorʼs Note(s) - Iʼm so mf rusty at writing smut so this is probs not the best, I just wanted to write some Spencer spice cause I had a spicy dream about him lmao RIP >_< Also this'll be my first official post of my writing on Tumblr slayyyyy
•Additional Tags - Switch!Spencer , Switch!Reader , Spencer is a needy brat LMAO , Team has ‘no ideaʼ you two are hooking up (Be so mf fr they do) , Good aftercare is so valid , Spencer loves being cuffed and teased muahaha
As much as this last case had taken out of me, I was more than happy to get to spend some time in my hotel room while the jet refueled and everyone got their bearings. Itʼs not home - far from it, Iʼd been missing my own bed for the majority of our time here in whatever state it was now - but at least it was something.
But of course, the reprieve wouldnʼt last long - a sharp knock on my door confirmed that, about 20 minutes after Iʼd laid down to sleep.
“What…ˮ I groan, frustratedly looking over at the clock.
The knock, again, more persistent this time. And I recognize its pattern now, three short tap-taps. Spencer.
My heartbeat, despite my minor annoyance at being woken up, is hammering now. Spencer seems to do that to me, from the moment Iʼd realized I have feelings for him, carrying into whatever it is that we are now. Secret trysts that Iʼm sure are no secret to our team members, especially Garcia, because sheʼd pried it out of me almost immediately and now waits in her dark little room with nothing else but excitement for the latest updates on us, it seems.
“Are you awake?ˮ A gentle but still much-too-loud voice asks.
I tumble out of bed, rushing to the door. I donʼt even have time to make sure I look okay - Iʼm much too worried about anyone else hearing him. The door is unlocked and pulled open in record time, a stunned lanky man quickly and semi-quietly forced inside.
“Spence, someoneʼs gonna hear you if you keep on like that.ˮ I chastise him, shutting and locking the door behind us. No sooner have I done so, than his lithe form overtakes me, nestling into the crook of my neck with a groan that seems both relieved and not relieved at all.
“Donʼt care,ˮ He pushes me back, until my legs meet the mattress and fold. Quickly following on top of me, he sighs, “Been too long. I miss you. You know I have an eidetic memory, yeah? Doesnʼt mean shit when Iʼm up late and even thoughts of you arenʼt enough to keep me satiated.ˮ
“Someoneʼs gonna-ˮ Hear, I want to say. He knows, of course he does. And Iʼm only half-complaining, with his lips at my neck and his leg sneaking up between mine the way he also knows.
“Donʼt care.ˮ He repeats, the low moan at the back of his throat breaking through into the silent room. “I told you I miss you. Should I tell you about what I use my memory for? And just how much that hasnʼt been enough lately? Or should I show you?ˮ
Itʼs clearly a rhetorical question, but still, he seeks the permission I am more than happy to grant.
“Tell me. Uh, show me. I mean-ˮ
“I can do both,ˮ Even in the dark, I know heʼs got that matter of fact smirk on his lips. He reaches down, holding me by the hip with one hand while the other slips into my pajamas, a practiced motion heʼs all too good at by now. “Usually this is what I remember first. The way your skin feels, how nice it is to make you tremble beneath my touch.ˮ
I buck up, and he chuckles.
“All too eager, arenʼt you? Clearly youʼve been thinking about it too, huh, pretty girl?ˮ A pointed question he knows Iʼll struggle to answer, with his hand and his voice torturing me so.
“No eid- identical- uh, no memory recall whatever for me.ˮ
“Still wouldnʼt satiate, I bet.ˮ He remarks, casually rubbing circles and patterns over my panties. This is how he operates, surely and with no warning. A gentle but firm kiss to my jaw, and he continues, “Itʼs like that for me, at least. I know no amount of recalling how you feel under me will be enough to match just how nice it is.ˮ
Heʼs right, and of course he is; I can barely handle the teasing, the tone his voice has taken in this short amount of time. And I currently dont care if weʼre heard, either.
“Spence-ˮ
“What is it, sweetheart? Too much for you? Not enough?ˮ
“Please?ˮ
“Words, honey. Youʼve gotta use your words. Or you can show me, Iʼm okay withthat too.ˮ He guides my hand down to his.
“More.ˮ I plead, working to undress myself before his hands take over.
“You only have to ask.ˮ
True to his word, Spencer pulls the fabric away, no longer allowing it to be a block between us. Itʼs lost somewhere in the sheets as he kisses me, his practiced hands no longer in the mood to tease. He slips a finger in, and when I let out a keening whine, another, his free hand going automatically to my mouth.
“Now as much as I say I donʼt care, youʼve gotta be a little quiet for me,ˮ He goads, knowing this will only make it harder for me to do so. His breath is hot in my ear, his fingers working a motion thatʼs both breaking pent up weeks old frustration, and yet causing more tension in my belly. “Much as I love your voice. Your sounds. The-ˮ
I rut up against him, my lips opening around his thumb. He works it into my mouth, his voice lowering even further.
“Cmon, show me how much you missed me, huh, princess?ˮ
I moan, words lost in my mind as it spins. Every tug of his fingers between my thighs is building a high Iʼm chasing, and when I get to this point, Iʼm not talking - he is. And he knows it, knows the right words to say to build and break me.
“This is what Iʼm after, this is what I canʼt just remember. Because itʼs all too much to remember how good it feels to destroy you.ˮ
Please, please. I canʼt hold off much longer.
“Now are you gonna cum for me, sweetheart?ˮ
I nod, lips opening and letting his hand free from my mouth as my breaths grow heavy. “Canʼt - Please, Spence, please-ˮ
He presses me further into the mattress, murmuring sweet and dirty nothings into my ear as the dam breaks and I ride my high. Iʼm far too sensitive following, and when I try to push him away for a moment, allow myself to collect some sort of reprieve before we continue, he chuckles lowly.
“See, I can recall that clear as day. But itʼs so much sweeter to have it happening in front of me, you know?ˮ He nestles in beside me, turning me to face him.
Nigh immediately, Iʼm reaching for his belt buckle. Of course he wouldnʼt have changed into comfortable clothes, not even this late- Iʼm sure this was his plan all along, and he tried to fight it as long as he could.
“Someoneʼs eager.ˮ He quips, the smirk growing.
“Youʼve got me thinking about it,ˮ I sigh, letting him maneuver himself out of the constricting clothing. “Coming over and getting me all hot and bothered. I really ought to…ˮ
“Ought to what?ˮ He goads, pulling me onto him with a low noise as we brush together. “Hmm? Are you gonna say…you ought to punish me?ˮ
I nod, rubbing back against him. He lets out a moan, hands gripping my hips tighter.
“I remember how that feels,ˮ He pulls me closer, voice dropping. “But for your sake, maybe you should refresh me.ˮ
When he reaches for me again, I pull back, pinning his hands down above his head. I know he could get out of it if he really wanted to - Iʼm strong, but not stronger than him - but he most certainly doesnʼt want to get out of it. And Iʼm enjoying it far too much to stop myself now.
“Whatʼre you gonna do, cuff me?ˮ He snaps, the bratty attitude far too practiced and already making me a soaking mess.
“I might.ˮ I reach for my pair, knowing all too well that heʼll absolutely lose it once I let go on him. I can hardly stand the anticipation. “Scared, Reid?ˮ
“Terrified. Please, donʼt. Iʼve been a good boy, I swear.ˮ
I push him back while he pleads, tightening the metal around his wrists. The look on his face, muffled as it is by the darkness of the room, is more than enough to spur me on.
“Not thinking about this at all, huh?ˮ I shed my top, if only for the knowledge that his inability to reach for my breasts drives him utterly insane. “And Iʼm sure you havenʼt spent many late nights with the memory of me riding you, have you? Havenʼt had your hands on that pretty cock of yours, thinking about how it feels when itʼs me, yeah?ˮ
“N-Not at all.ˮ
“Itʼs a shame, then.ˮ I tease, feeling him harden beneath me with every word. “Iʼll have to make you confess, I suppose.ˮ
His eyes follow my every move as I back up, slotting between his legs and bending down to kiss along his hips.
“Youʼll never get it out of me.ˮ He groans.
“Is that a promise or a challenge?ˮ I ask, not breaking eye contact as I place a kiss on his sensitive head.
“Challenge? Would I…challenge you?ˮ He still holds onto a moment of sanity, until I take him in my mouth, and itʼs lost with a sigh of, “Oh, would I.ˮ
I bob my head, my practiced motions coming in handy now. The usually-full-of- remarks Spencer Reid folds under my touch, soft deep moans and babble of confessions and wish I could pull your hair passing his lips while I work him out.
After a few moments of this, I let him free - at least from the torture of my lips.
“Where are you going? Please, I wanna cum for you, Iʼll tell you everything I did while I couldnʼt stand to wait for you.ˮ He keens.
“Oh, Iʼm far from done with you, Spence.ˮ I slowly, agonizingly slowly, climb back on top of him, making sure to back right up against him as he tightens against the cuffs. “Donʼt you worry, Iʼll have every measly confession pouring from you. You know I will.ˮ
“Please, let me out- Gotta touch you, I just gotta-ˮ
“Shh, be good for me, wonʼt you?ˮ I lift myself over his face, pressing my folds to his lips. “Unless you wanna stay in those forever.ˮ
He shakes his head, vibrating a ‘noʼ against me.
“Good. Now youʼre gonna pay your dues and clean up the mess youʼve made.ˮ
Eagerly, he laps at me like heʼs never had it before. His utter submissiveness overwhelms him, letting me ride his face to my hearts content. Words are muffled and entirely lost in it, and I know by now that the sounds Iʼm making alone will be heard, but I donʼt really care. Iʼm too far gone in how good it feels to finally have him making me cum again.
“Can I touch you now?ˮ
I slide back onto him, teasingly letting myself rest with just the edge of him pressing into my folds.
“Can you?ˮ I look pointedly at his wrists.
“I-oh, my god, clearly not, but-ˮ
“How about this?ˮ I amend. “You give me a confession, you get a reward. Sound fair?ˮ
“Yeah, sounds just fine. I couldnʼt get off without coming here, you realize that, donʼt you? Youʼre the only thing that gets me off anymo-Oh-ˮ His confession is cut short as I slide him a bit further in, just enough to spur him further. “I mean, I get off, donʼt get me wrong here. But nothing feels as good as when itʼs with you. Nothing.ˮ
“Keep going, youʼre doing good.ˮ I praise, sinking a bit deeper.
“Goddamn you feel so good.ˮ He moans. “Like, my hands canʼt even come close to this, are you kidding? I can try all I want, and believe me, I have - Oh, my god, please donʼt stop - Iʼve been trying all the time, I admit that, canʼt hardly stand being around you and not being able to just fuck you whenever I want.ˮ
I push down further, the stretch he gives me loosing my own moan. “How much do you wanna fuck me, Spence? Tell me, please.ˮ
“God, all the time. Itʼs all I can think about when I get down to it - baby, can I please touch you now?ˮ
“Punishment is a bitch, isnʼt it, Reid?ˮ I smirk, starting to push him in and out of me, slowly and with a devious grin that falters at just how damn good it is.
“Baby, Iʼm gonna get outta these and fuck you so good-ˮ
“Try it.ˮ I raise an eyebrow, stopping my motions.
“Oh- No, Iʼm sorry, please donʼt stop. Iʼll be good, I promise.ˮ
“Yeah, you will.ˮ I drop as far as I can take him, savoring the stuttered animalistic groan he lets out as I press down onto him, pulling his hair and moving my hips around him. As he is want to do, heʼs thrusting up into me, even if heʼs unable to reach me with his hands held up as they are. “Eager, sweet boy. Iʼm gonna ruin you.ˮ
And ruin him, I do. The tension and heat in my belly rides and breaks several times, with him unable to form real words except for the continuous begging of please donʼt stop repeated on a loop until I feel Iʼm satisfied with his demeanor.
Once Iʼve tortured him enough, I reach for the cuffs, ready to let him off the leash - knowing that once I do, the balance will shift. Truthfully, Iʼm just eager to let him be true to his word and fuck me like heʼs been dying to.
“You donʼt need any more confessions from me, then?ˮ He huffs, sweat slicked across his brow from the effort of holding back - though heʼs not really done so, has he?
“One last one, I suppose.ˮ I pull off of him, and the pout he gives nearly makes me sit right back down on him again.
“Alright, Iʼll be good and honest with you, then.ˮ He continues while I set to unlocking the cuffs, “You know the other day, just after we got the final piece of evidence put together?ˮ
I nod.
ˮI was so psyched, I couldʼve taken you right there. I donʼt care that everyone would have known, would have seen. Itʼs just something you do to me.ˮ He finishes, his tone light. Oh boy, Iʼm about to get railed. “I love you. And now Iʼm gonna fuck you like Iʼve been wanting to for weeks.ˮ
No sooner is he free, tearing off the shirt he was wearing and looming over me with the hungriest of looks at my body before pressing himself into me. No wait, no teasing - heʼs not got the control for it, clearly, and Iʼm not complaining one bit.
“Next time, you get the cuffs, pretty girl.ˮ He promises, his hands all over my body now that he can manage it. Hard, precise thrusts, his voice heavy and fucked-out.
“And Iʼll show you just what Iʼve been wanting to do that Iʼm gonna savor in my mind after.ˮ
My nails are leaving deep trails in his back, surely leading to marks that would raise questions if anyone else saw. Heʼs so far in me, almost bottomed out, and itʼs almost too much and yet not enough all at once. I pull him closer, and his hand tangles in my hair while the other clasps around my throat.
“Youʼre all mine.ˮ Spencer growls - truly, thereʼs not other word for it, the purely animal drive taking him to a world where itʼs just us, just this. And Iʼm there too, crying out with the ecstasy his body causes my own.
“All yours.ˮ
“Thatʼs right, pretty girl. Say it for me, I wanna hear you say it.ˮ
“Iʼm all yours, Spence- oh, my god-ˮ
“Good, thatʼs good. My pretty girl. Youʼre so tight, you feel so good wrapped around me, donʼt you? God, what a sight.ˮ Here he is, in his rambles now, and I can hardly contain how close I am. “Wanna tell everyone this is mine. Iʼm the only one that gets to have you, gets to fuck you like this. See you break for me. Only me.ˮ
“Only you, Spence, only you-ˮ
“Cʼmon, I know youʼre close, I can feel it. You get so much tighter, god, if itʼs even possible-ˮ
“Spencer-ˮ
“Thatʼs my girl, cum for me.ˮ
“Donʼt stop-ˮ I can feel the cord in me ready to snap, chasing my most intense orgasm of the night with his words and the feeling of him slamming so deep inside me. “More, Spence, you can give me more-ˮ
“Sweet girl, of course, I know you can handle it.ˮ He pushes himself fully in, my breath catching at the slight pain, yet itʼs still so good, I canʼt stop it, I donʼt want to. “Want me to fuck you so good with all of me, donʼt you?ˮ
I nod against his grasp, and he loosens it a bit, kissing me fervently.
“Please, please cum for me, I wanna feel you all over me, beautiful.ˮ He reaches down, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit. Itʼs the last thing I need to send me over that edge, and I cry out, his name slipping past my lips unwarranted. “Oh, baby, love how you say my name. Like itʼs a prayer, like Iʼm a god.ˮ
“Donʼt stop, Spence-ˮ
“Iʼm close, baby- Oh, I wanna cum in you-ˮ
Another orgasm follows near immediately after this one, and Iʼm grasping at him while heʼs chasing his own, his hands fumbling and his thrusts getting sloppy. He grips the sheets, his breaths stunted.
“Cum in me, please-ˮ
“Iʼm gonna, god, Iʼm so fuckinʼ close-ˮ He tightens around me, muscles shaking as he lets loose, and now itʼs his turn to moan my name a lot louder than he should while he cums. Heʼs so pretty when he does, too - the crease that works between his brows, the round pucker to his lips. Partly through, he kisses me, hard. And when heʼs done, his grip loosens, falling slack on top of me with a contented sigh.
A few moments pass where he just holds me, peppering soft kisses across my face and telling me you did such a good job, baby. Then, he pops up with a smile and comes back with water and a towel, cleaning up after himself.
“Satisfied?ˮ I chuckle, slowly pulling my clothes back on.
“Almost.ˮ He dips his head down, capturing a nipple in his mouth for a few moments. I groan, overstimulated, but still too happy to appease him. “Now, Iʼm satisfied. Iʼm staying in here, okay? Donʼt care if someone sees at this point.ˮ
“Spence?ˮ
“Mmhm?ˮ
“I love you, too.ˮ
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Life As We Know It | Part 20
Author: Nat / @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69
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Word Count: 9k
Warnings: Alcohol. Sexual references?
Comments: I know this took a million years and I’m so sorry!!! I hope it’s worth the wait!!! I’ll now be devoting all my time to my fic exchange fic but after that’s done, Tess and Beau will be back (and I already have more than 3k written up for Part 21)!!! xx
(c) nat g. 2022 // do not repost, do not claim as your own
In hindsight, Anthony should have known this would happen.
It had been …a while since he had gotten any action and Tess was really fucking attractive and her ass was pressed right up against his hips and whether she meant to or not, he woke up to her trying to wiggle closer to him.
He didn’t realize it at first, sleep still clouding his thoughts and he tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her closer, burying his face into her mess of curls and took a deep breath. It was only when Tess tensed that Anthony opened his eyes and shook the fog of sleep from his mind that he felt it too.
He was hard against her ass.
“Oh fuck,” he said and quickly pulled back from her, a deep flush creeping up his chest as he stared at the ceiling with his hand clutching the blanket over him. “I’m sorry,” he told her.
“It’s okay,” she replied just as quickly and rolled over to lay on her back. It wasn’t the first time she felt a man hard, it had just been …a while. And it was Anthony.
“It’ll go down,” he told her after a long moment but he could still feel her body against his and her ass against him and it really was not helping his little problem.
“Yeah, of course,” she replied and kept her eyes on the ceiling. A moment passed. And then another. “Better?” She asked and looked over at him.
“No,” he sighed and tossed the blankets back. “I’m going to shower,” he said as he made his way toward his ensuite. Tess flushed all over again as her eyes dropped to the tented front of his sleep pants and she had to take a deep breath when he closed the door behind him and she heard the water turn on. She pushed the blankets back herself and got up to head to her own bathroom where she splashed some water on her face before going to check on Sorel.
And if Anthony’s shower took longer than normal and his cheeks were a little more flushed, she didn’t say anything.
“Hey,” he said and reached out to touch Tess’s hip when she wouldn’t look at him. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” she told him against as she finally met his eyes. “It’s normal. It happens. I’m not upset or anything.” She had just been surprised.
“You’re not?” He asked and Tess shook her head before she wrapped her arms around his neck and Anthony’s hands found her hips.
“Just wasn’t expecting it,” she told him before she leaned up to kiss him, surprising both of them when she pressed her chest flush to his, letting him feel her just like she felt him not an hour before. Anthony hesitated for half a moment before pulling her close. Tess let him deepen the kiss for a moment before she pulled back. “What time is your flight again?” Tess asked.
“Four,” Anthony replied. “So I gotta be out of here by two at the latest.”
Tess hummed and kissed him again, “I’m going to miss you. We both will.”
“And I’m going to miss you both,” he sighed and pulled Tess back in for another kiss. Of course, Sorel still hadn’t accepted her dad stealing her mom from her, so she called for Tess and Tess pulled back from Anthony to tend to her.
If he was being honest, Anthony could still feel her body against him and he dropped his eyes to Tess’s ass and bit his lip before quickly shaking his head and starting on making breakfast.
He was never going to get enough of her.
--
Anthony was a bit surprised when Mat sat down next to him on the plane, but he didn’t say anything. It was only once they were in the air that Mat said, “I need to tell you something.”
Anthony immediately looked up from his phone, “you didn’t knock Connor up, did you?”
“Oh fuck no,” Mat replied quickly. “I just actually care about telling my friends what’s going on in my life instead of leaving them to find out on their own.”
Anthony took a deep breath as he rolled his eyes, “it was two times.”
“Two times too many! And not like small things either. You had a baby and didn’t tell me. And then you get with the girl I have been trying to get your head out of your ass about for literal years!” Mat told him, his voice raising, earning a not so subtle glare from Clutter.
Anthony scoffed, “I was a little busy, you know, with a newborn, and it wasn’t like I was expecting you to come over that day. And Tess and I decided to keep things between us for a bit, I just jumped the gun a bit. I would have told you. But whatever, what’s going on with you? What did you want to talk about?”
It was Mat’s turn to roll his eyes but he dropped it and moved on. “Connor’s moving in with me,” he told Anthony and Anthony immediately looked over at him with wide eyes.
“Isn’t that a little fast? Has it even been six months?”
“Like you’re one to talk having Tess move in with you right after having a baby with another woman,” Mat shot back and Anthony opened and closed his mouth for a moment.
“That was different,” Anthony tried. “And I’m just worried about you. I don’t want you to get taken advantage of or end up hurt.”
“I won’t,” Mat said firmly. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and, like, I get that it’s maybe fast in the traditional sense but,” Mat smiled as he shook his head. “She’s over all the time and I hate being away from her and she hates being away from me. Connor… Connor makes me so happy I don’t have words to describe it. She’s the most amazing woman I’ve ever met, and I know we’ve only been together a few months but, fuck, Beau, I… I just have this feeling that I’m going to marry her one day.”
Anthony was quiet for a moment before he said, “you’re really serious about her.” He’s known Mat a long time, but in all the time he had known him, he had never seen Mat like this.
“I am,” Mat told him softly.
Anthony nodded and reached over to give Mat’s thigh a pat, “she’s good for you.”
“She is,” Mat agreed with a small laugh.
Anthony nodded, “if you’re happy, then I’m happy.”
“I am. Really fucking happy,” Mat smiled.
Anthony felt the same way about Tess and, if he was being honest, he couldn’t imagine her not living with him and getting to see her basically all the time he was home so he knew exactly where Mat was coming from, even if he thought it was a little early for them to be moving in. But everyone moved at their own pace and he wanted to be supportive the way Mat was with Sorel, and Connor was actually super amazing and Anthony really liked her, liked her with Mat. And he liked that she was able to reel him in when he needed to be. “Okay, good,” Anthony nodded.
“Well, now that that is out in the open, how’s you and Tess?” Mat asked and gave his eyebrows a little wiggle.
The corner of Anthony’s lip twitched up. “We’re good, really good,” he replied. “I know it’s been like two weeks, but she’s the best thing to happen to me.”
Mat scrunched his nose up, “pfft, who would have thought?”
Anthony rolled his eyes as his smile widened and he gave Mat’s shoulder a shove, “shut up.”
“No fucking way, bro. I’ve waited for this since you met her,” Mat told him with a cackle of a laugh that had Anthony shaking his head.
“But seriously, we’re good. I mean… I won’t lie, things got a little awkward this morning when I woke up with morning wood against her ass, but besides that, yeah, we’re good.”
“She didn’t suck you off?” Mat asked without a second thought. Connor always either sucked him off or rode him if he woke up with morning wood.
“No,” Anthony answered with a tight laugh. “We’re not there yet.”
“Not there yet? Bro, it’s been two weeks.”
Anthony shrugged Mat off, “we’re taking things slow.”
Mat immediately twisted his face up. “I could never,” he said, thinking back to all the ways Connor ruined him in those first two weeks.
Anthony shrugged him off again, “we’re good, we’re happy. We’ll get there when we do.”
“Of course,” Mat nodded. “And remember to wrap it before you tap it.”
“Trust me, I’ll never forget again,” Anthony told him and took a deep breath. “I should probably get on that and buy some condoms though…”
“I’d offer you some, but Connor and I are way passed condoms. And they’d be too big for you,” Mat teased.
“Too small more like,” Anthony replied making Mat laugh.
“That’s just not true,” he said like he hadn’t seen Anthony naked several times.
“We’ll have to let the girls decide then,” Anthony hummed.
“We’ll have to,” Mat agreed.
Their flight to Columbus wasn’t long and soon enough they were landing and as soon as the wheels touched the ground, Anthony did his best to switch his focus to the next game. They may have been second in the Metro, but every point counted in the home stretch.
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It was only a three game road trip, Columbus, Carolina, and Washington, but it still pulled at Tess and Anthony more than they thought it would.
For Tess, it meant sleeping in her room again. Alone. And cold. For Anthony, it meant being miles away from his girls, and the first time having to sleep away from Tess after knowing how perfect she fit in his arms and he struggled more than he thought he would. Sure, he had left her and Sorel dozens of times over the last year, but this was different.
So, once they had handed and got checked in, Anthony got comfortable in bed and FaceTimed Tess. It only rang twice before the call connected and Tess’s bright smile filled his screen. Anthony instantly smiled when he saw her and—
“Are we feeling red or white?”
Anthony’s brow furrowed. That sounds like—
Connor stepped into the frame with a bottle of wine in each hand and her smile widened when she saw Anthony on the call. “Oh, hey Beau. Don’t worry, I’m taking good care of your girl,” she winked.
“Hi Connor?” He asked, a little confused.
“Uh, yeah, we’re having a girls’ night,” Tess told him before look over at Connor. “Red to start. Pinot—“
“Noir, I know,” Connor nodded and walked back into the kitchen to open the bottle.
“So you’re having a good time?” He asked and Tess’s smile softened as she nodded.
“Yeah, it’ll be nice. I still miss you though.”
“I miss you, too,” he said softly. “But you deserve a girls’ night. It’s been a while.”
Tess laughed as she nodded. It really had been. “You’re going to regret saying that. She said she’s been dying to talk about you boys.”
Before Anthony could reply, Connor sat down next to Tess and leaned into the frame and handed Tess her glass of wine. “I want all the deets on my favourite couple. Both the PG and the 18+ versions,” she winked again.
Anthony had to fight off a blush as he leaned back against the headboard. “Alright, I will take that as my cue to go… I’m glad you’re having fun, babe. And if I don’t talk to you again because I know how you get with red wine… I hope you have a good night and sleep well.”
Tess rolled her eyes but ducked her head to hide her blush. “It was one time… But yeah, okay. I hope you have a good night, too. I love you.”
“I love you more,” Anthony replied without a second thought and Tess struggled to restrain her smile before she blew a kiss to the camera and of course Anthony caught it.
“Goodnight, Anthony,” she told him again before ending the call and when she looked over, Connor had a shit eating grin on her face.
“That was disgustingly cute. I love it,” she told Tess and Tess rolled her eyes before taking a big sip of her wine.
If Connor was being honest, she had never really had a girls’ night before, so she didn’t know how they typically went and it made her nervous because she wanted—needed—it to go well because she didn’t want to fuck things up with Tess. She really liked Tess and she was the mother of her boyfriend’s best friend’s baby. She needed Tess to like her. She wanted what Sydney had with Kristy and Meg with Tess.
But she was nervous.
And when Connor got nervous, she talked. A lot.
She couldn’t stop talking about Mat and his laugh and all the cute, dorky, funny, and embarrassing things he had done recently, including him getting hard in the gym parking lot because she kissed him and how they had to sit in the car until it went down. “But the thing is, and I’m sure you know this, Mathew is a horndog. Once he’s hard, he’s hard until he cums, so I had to blow him in the parking lot just so we could go workout,” Connor shook her head and Tess poured herself a second glass of wine, having finished her first throughout that story and she was glad Sorel was focused on her toys.
But, of course, Tess put the wine bottle down a little too hard making a clanking sound that drew Sorel’s attention and she used the coffee table to pull herself up and walk over to her mom, who pulled her up onto her lap.
“But I feel like I’ve been talking a lot. What about you and Beau? Have you guys…?” Connor gave Tess a suggestive look that make Tess blush harder and look down at Sorel on her lap.
“There is a child present,” Tess tried, but Connor waved her hand dismissively.
“Please, she’s one, she has no idea what we’re talking about and she won’t remember. So, what are we talking? Second base? Third? I want to know everything.”
Tess blushed harder and was quiet for a long moment. “There’s not much to tell,” she said quietly.
“Wait… You guys still haven’t done it?” Connor asked and Tess shook her head as Connor put her glass down to cup her chest. “Not even a little?” Connor added.
“I told you, we’re taking it slow.”
“I know but wow. I could never. I railed the fuck out Mathew on our first date,” she said and picked her wine back up to take a sip.
“Language!” Tess hissed and put her hands over Sorel’s ears making Connor roll her eyes.
“Relax, she doesn’t care. Look, she’s completely focused on your bracelet.” Tess looked down and Connor really wasn’t wrong. It was the bracelet Anthony had gotten her for her birthday last year and Sorel really seemed interested in the charms, making Tess sigh before dropping her hands and reaching for her wine.
“Well… There was this one time…” Tess started and Connor perked up immediately.
“Tell me immediately.”
Tess shrugged, “well, this morning I woke up and he was…hard, you know, against my…behind.”
“Ass, Tess. You can say ass,” Connor deadpanned before leaning toward her. “But how did it feel? Did you like it? Is he big?”
“Again, language,” Tess said before she kissed Sorel’s head and Sorel looked up at her with a giggle.
“Fine,” Connor sighed. “Is it her bedtime yet so I can get literally any crumb of details from you? It’s like pulling teeth.”
Sorel had been quiet for a while now and it was a bit passed her soft bedtime… “Yeah, okay, I can put her down,” Tess nodded and got up to carry Sorel to bed.
By the time she came back to the couch, Connor had a wicked smile on her lips and both their glasses of wine had been topped off. Tess was thankful and took a big sip when she sat down. She could really start to feel the wine, but it left her feeling warm and it made it easier for her to open up.
“So, spill,” Connor said.
“I don’t know what you want me to say. It felt like a dick against my ass,” she laughed and Connor laughed with her.
“And did you like it?” Connor pushed, grinning like the cheshire cat.
Tess scrunched her nose up as she closed her eyes. “I think I did,” she said after a moment.
Connor made a muffled sound of victory, “bet it’ll feel even better when he’s finally inside you. You know, I’d be happy to watch the little one if you and Beau need some alone time.”
Tess flushed a dark red and drank the entirely of her glass of wine before clearing her throat. “Uh, thanks, Con. I’ll definitely keep that in mind.”
“No problem,” Connor smiled and filled her glass again. “Are you ready to take the next step? Do you have any cute panties he can tear off you with his teeth?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, but yes, I do. And do I want to take the next step? Obviously. But I don’t want to rush into it and have things be awkward. We’ve been friends for years and what if it’s bad?”
“It’s not going to be bad,” Connor told her. “Maybe awkward, probably not great, at least not the first time. But you’re super fucking hot. He won’t be able to get enough of you and once you guys figure out what you like, it’ll be great, I promise.”
Tess was quiet. The wine made her feel fuzzy and she leaned back against the couch with a sigh. “He’s really fucking hot.”
“He is,” Connor agreed. “We have hot boyfriends.”
It made Tess laugh. “We do,” she agreed before she looked over at Connor. Her long, strong legs were tucked beneath her and her t-shirt left nothing to the imagination of how strong she was. Connor was all hard work and determination. “You’re good for him,” Tess said after a long moment. “I’ve known Barzy a long time now and I’ve never seen him like this before.”
It was Connor’s turn to get quiet and she seemed to fold in on herself, all her confident melting away. “Really?” She asked softly.
“Yeah,” Tess nodded and reached for the bottle only to find it empty. “Hold on, I’ll get another.” It only took a moment for Tess to grab another bottle and open it but by the time she came back, Connor had a distant look on her face. “You okay? Want another drink?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah sure,” Connor nodded and held her glass up so Tess could fill it but she was still uncharacteristically quiet. Tess was about to ask if something was wrong, but Connor spoke up. “Did you really mean it?” She asked softly.
Tess furrowed her brows as she sat down on the couch, “that you’re good for him? Yeah, of course.”
The corner of Connor’s lips twitched up as she looked down at her lap. “No one has ever said that about me before,” she whispered. “I’ve always been the bad influence, the annoyance, the one that needs to be fixed.”
“What?” Tess asked and Connor put her glass down on the coffee table before leaning back. The wine was more than hitting, both of feeling more comfortable than they would normally to open up.
“My whole life…I’ve just been a nuisance. My dad… he wanted an heir, my mom never wanted kids but agreed to having one. A boy. I was supposed to be a boy and I’ve been a disappointment ever since I wasn’t,” she said softly.
It was all incomprehensible to Tess who furrowed her brows as she focused on Connor. When she first met Connor, she joked about her parents expecting a boy, but she never could have guessed that it weighted on her like that. If she was sober, she probably would have known what to say, but she settled for reaching over and gripping her hand.
Connor gave her a small smile as she squeezed her hand back. “If it was up to my dad, they would have kept trying till they had a boy, but my mother… She never wanted kids so she put her foot down. God knows they could have afforded as many kids as they wanted…”
Tess couldn’t imagine growing up alone. Her family was everything to her. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.
Connor shrugged her off and reached for her wine and took a big sip. “It is what it is. It’s not like I’ve spoken to them since I was 17.”
Tess may have been way more than tipsy, but she could do the math and she knew that meant that Connor had been on her own for a decade and she couldn’t imagine. Her mom always had her back and maybe she fought with her siblings, but they were still her family and she loved them. “That’s a long time,” she whispered.
“Yeah, well, it’s not like I saw much of them when I was with them,” Connor scoffed.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like—” Tess started but Connor cut her off.
“No, I know, it’s okay. I just meant… My dad’s the CEO of a tech company and my mother’s a senator in Connecticut so I never saw much of them growing up. Probably would have seen more of them if I had a penis but here we are.”
“What?” Tess said without thinking.
“A lot of money,” Connor confirmed as she nodded. “Not a lot of caring.” She took another sip of her wine to swallow back her feelings. “Not a lot of caring at all,” she repeated before she shook her head. “Sorry for going off like that, what were we talking about before?”
“Don’t apologize,” Tess replied immediately. “Thank you for sharing, I know it must be hard.” She paused, “and I mean it. You and Mat, you’re good together.”
“Even after all that?” Connor asked softly and Tess nodded.
“Doesn’t change how I see you, I promise.”
“Thank you,” Connor nodded and finished her glass before yawning, the alcohol and emotions hitting her like a truck.
“Are you tired?” Tess asked, the mom in her coming out.
“What? Me?” Connor replied but she yawned again. “Okay, maybe it’s a little passed my bedtime, but I’m okay.” She had never had a girls’ night before and she didn’t want her first one to end early because of her.
“It’s okay, we can call it a night,” Tess told her but Connor shook her head.
“I’m okay. The wine just makes me sleepy. Gin gives me a headache and tequila makes me horny,” she replied. “But enough about me. Talk about you and Beau.”
“I don’t know—” Tess started but the look Connor gave her told her not to argue so she sighed and leaned back against the couch. “I really love him,” she said softly. “I want a family with him.”
“You and Ellie?” Connor asked softly and Tess nodded.
“And any others we may be lucky with,” she whispered making Connor’s eyes light back up.
“You want more babies?” She asked.
Tess smiled as she looked down at her stomach. “I want a big family, you know, if I’m lucky enough.”
“You will,” Connor said without a second thought. “You’re such a great mom, Ellie is so lucky. And Beau will definitely want more babies with you. I hear it’s a very enjoyable process making them.” Tess blushed as she shook her head with a sigh but she still wrapped her arm around her stomach. It had to be the wine, but she couldn’t stop wondering what it would be like to carry their baby.
She did her best to push those thoughts aside as they continued to talk as they finished the second bottle of wine, and Tess was more than happy to tell Connor about some of the embarrassing things Mat had gotten up to over the years, which made Connor cackle.
By the time it was finally done, they were both more than ready for bed. Connor couldn’t stop yawning as she stretched out. “I’ll just sleep on the couch,” Connor said before fluffing up a throw pillow but Tess shook her head.
“That’s dumb. There’s two beds, you can take my room and I’ll sleep in Anthony’s like I have been,” she replied, and, well, Connor wasn’t about to turn down a bed for a couch.
“You sure?” She asked and Tess nodded.
“I’ve probably only slept in there once since washing the sheets, so it’s clean. And I really don’t want you sleeping on the couch.”
“Washing the sheets is such a pain,” Connor groaned. “Especially when you have to do it like three times a week.”
Tess’s eyes bugged, “three times a week?”
“Well, yeah,” Connor shrugged her off. “When you’re having that much sex you gotta change the sheets often.”
Tess’s lips tightened into a line before she nodded. She wouldn’t be surprised if Connor had more sex in a week than she had had in her whole life. “Okay, well, I’ll just grab my toothbrush from the bathroom and it’ll be all yours,” she said before getting up and heading to the bathroom.
She was almost to Anthony’s room when Connor spoke up. “Thank you, Tess,” she said softly. “Tonight was great.”
“Thank you for coming over,” Tess replied. “We’ll have to do it again.”
“We will,” Connor agreed with a smile and Tess nodded before heading into Anthony’s room and closed the door behind her. Despite the warm fuzziness of the wine, she made her way into the ensuite and brushed her teeth and braided her hair. It felt weird being in there, especially without Anthony, but it also felt oddly comfortable, like she could feel herself doing this in the future.
Anthony’s bed felt bigger without him. Colder. Just like Tess’s bed felt smaller and firmer than Mat’s for Connor. But they made it work.
Connor stayed over much of the next day, too, and she and Tess made grilled chicken salad for dinner before she got ready to leave, but Tess couldn’t help herself. “Do you have any plans tomorrow?” She asked.
“Not really, why?” Connor replied and Tess shrugged.
“But of our boyfriends are on a roadie so we’ll both be alone until they get back to New York, me obviously with Ellie, but… We could spend that time together? You know, if you want.”
“Yeah?” Connor asked, perking right up, and Tess nodded. “I mean… I can’t say no to that,” she smiled.
The Isles trip wasn’t all that long, but Connor still spent it all with Tess and Tess loved having her. She hated the way her, Darcy and Cass had drifted apart after she took on the mom role, but she could never turn on Sorel. For so long it had been about her friends and what they wanted to do that she put herself in the backseat. But after Sorel…
Tess had always wanted to be a mom and she prioritized Sorel and what she wanted and what made her happy and they just couldn’t understand. But Connor could.
Her and Connor… They couldn’t be more different, but they worked.
And so, Connor stayed over for the roadie and only left the morning the guys were coming home.
--
Tuesday morning, while Tess was pouring herself a glass of orange juice, Anthony wrapped his arms around her and hooked his chin on her shoulder, pulling a soft laugh from her as she leaned back against him.
“I want to take you out,” he said before she could say anything and she turned around to look at him.
“You do?” She asked and he hummed.
“Barzy and Connor said they’d watch Ellie so we don’t have to tell our families--”
“Which we really need to do,” she cut him off.
“I know,” he sighed and nuzzled at her neck. “But I love how things are now and I definitely want to take you out first. So, what do you say? Thursday?”
Her smile softened and she nodded, “sounds perfect, I can’t wait.”
Anthony’s smile widened and he kissed her. “It’s a date then,” he told her, giving her butterflies.
The Islanders played Wednesday at home against the Ducks and after Anthony went to the rink, Tess tried on every dress she had in her closet to figure out what to wear for her date. She had been dreaming of it for so long she just wanted everything to be perfect.
She tried a floral dress, a wrap dress, her sweater dress, her red dress, a floor length blush dress, and two black dresses, but no matter how many times she turned in front of her mirror, she didn’t know what to go with. So, she did the only thing she could think: she took pictures in all of them to show Connor at game. If there was one thing she could count on Connor for, it was being honest.
And, naturally, she spent too long trying everything on that she was late to the game and the first period had already started when she got there with Sorel on her hip.
“I’d assume you’re late because you were fucking but I’ve been watching your boyfriend this whole time,” Connor said as soon as Tess sat down next to her.
“I know, I know, I’m sorry,” Tess rushed out and put the diaper bag at her feet before settling Sorel on her lap. “Anthony and I are going on our first date tomorrow and I was trying to figure out what to wear.”
Connor lit up, “tell me everything.”
“There’s not much to say,” Tess laughed. “He said he had everything under control and that it’ll be perfect but I have absolutely no idea what to wear.”
“Okay, describe your sexiest dress to me,” Connor replied and Tess immediately pulled her phone out.
“Way ahead of you,” she said and pulled up the pictures on her phone before handing it over to Connor.
“You really are,” she smiled and started flipping through the pictures. “That’s cute, maybe, no, oh definitely not, maybe,” she said as she looked through the pictures. “You’re hot, Tess. You need to show— There we go,” she cut herself off when she got to the last dress.
It was black and while it had a high neck rather than the deep V Connor preferred, it fit Tess’s body well. It wasn’t overly tight but it was snug and it carved out Tess’s waist and hips and the slit on the skirt came up to mid-thigh.
“This one,” Connor told her and turned the screen to her. “Beau will lose his mind seeing you in this dress.”
Tess ducked her head, “you don’t think it’s too much for a first date? What if I over dress?”
“Then he’ll undress you,” Connor replied without missing a beat.
Like always, Tess blushed but nodded. “Okay, what about shoes?”
“Do you have heeled boots?” Connor asked and when Tess nodded, Connor nodded back. “Then those.”
“And hair? Down? Up? Or I could straighten it?”
Connor hummed as she studied Tess and reached over to bunch Tess’s hair up. “Definitely don’t straighten it. Up could be cute, but your hair is so nice. I think you should leave it down.”
“Okay, thanks,” Tess smiled. “And for the record, your hair is nice, too.”
Connor laughed. “My messy brown hair? Yeah, okay, it definitely compares to your beautiful blonde locks of yours,” Connor replied and gave one of Tess’s curls a tug.
“You haven’t seen me in humidity. Or when it’s frizzy,” Tess laughed and looked down at Sorel. Anthony may have had some curl to his hair, but her hair was straight and dark, even darker than Anthony’s. Tess carded her fingers through Sorel’s hair before she cleared her throat. “But anyway.”
Connor’s eyes dropped to Tess’s hand in Sorel’s hair before she looked back to the ice in time to see Anthony lay a hit in the corner. “Your boy is throwing his weight around,” she said.
Tess laughed. “He does that, doesn’t he? He’s conned more than a few shoulder massages out of me over the years because of it.”
“I know what you mean. Mathew may talk a lot of trash, but let me tell you, he’s a huge baby when he’s hurt. I have to rub his shoulders and back and God forbid it’s his wrist because he will whine all day about it.” And as if to prove her point, Mat went down easy after a tug on his hip and he started barking at the ref, making Connor and Tess burst out in laughter.
“He’s certainly one of a kind,” Tess replied once she stopped laughing and Connor got a faraway look in her eyes as she watched him on the ice.
“Yeah,” she sighed with a smile. “But he’s my one of a kind.”
Tess could see the genuine love in her eyes and it made her smile. “Maybe you’ll knock some sense into him,” she commented.
“Believe me, I try. Every day. His skull is just so dense,” Connor laughed.
“God, I know. What would they do without us, huh?”
“Crash and burn?” Connor suggested and looked over at Tess.
“Something like that,” Tess agreed before turning her attention back to the ice.
With the All-Star Game in the rearview window, it was the home stretch of the season and they needed every win and point they could get. Every division in the league was hard, but the Metro was especially, and they wanted to be in the best position they could for the playoffs.
And the two points they picked up from the Ducks that night certainly helped.
--
When it came time for the date the next day, Tess followed Connor’s instructions. She wore the black dress with the heeled boots and a light jacket, and she left her hair down with a darker smoky make up than she normally did.
Once she was done, she gave herself more than a once over, trying to get as many angles as she could and even she had to admit she looked good. Tess smiled to herself as she fluffed her hair up before she opened the door and stepped into the living room.
“I texted Barzy and they said they’re on their way over about five minutes ago so they should be—” Anthony started as he looked at his phone but as soon as he looked up, his words died on the tip of his tongue.
Anthony had seen Tess through a lot, since her second year of college when they were both teenagers. The first time they met at Starbucks, her hair had been tossed up in a messy bun and she was wearing an oversized NYU sweater. Since then he had seen he dressed to the 9s for graduation, for team events, trips, and he had seen her hugging the toilet bowl groaning and crying, hungover on a Sunday morning.
Tess had taken his breath away a lot over the years. The trip to Quebec, wearing his jersey, wearing his jacket, the team Christmas party, New Year’s Eve, but he completely short circuited looking at her now.
The dress clung to her body, showing off her every curve, the synch of her waist, the softness of her hips and breasts, and the smooth skin of her thigh peaked out of the slit. Anthony’s lips parted as he ran his eyes over her body and he couldn’t believe she was his.
Only his.
His reaction had Tess squaring her shoulders and she popped one of her hips with a new found confidence. “Is this okay? You know, considering I don’t know here we’re going?” She asked.
She snapped him out of his thoughts and he mumbled some French curses before he met her eyes. “More than okay,” he told her and tossed his phone onto the couch before standing up and letting his hands rest on her hips.
Tess immediately leaned into him and lopped her arms around his shoulders, “yeah?”
Anthony let his eyes wander down her body again as he nodded. “Trust me, if this wasn’t our first date, we wouldn’t be making it out of this apartment.”
Most of Tess’s blush was hidden by her make up, but Anthony could still see it, so he added, “but it is our first date so nothing will be happening, but you look really fucking good, Tessa.”
“You look really good, too, Anthony,” Tess told him and pulled back enough to fix his collar, even if it didn’t need to be fixed. He was dressed in slacks and a blue button down with the first couple buttons undone and his matching jacket was hung over the back of his couch. He looked like a five course meal to her.
“Not half as good as you, trust me,” he replied and pulled her in for a kiss before she could argue.
Tess immediately melted into the kiss and pressed herself flush against him. “So, where are you taking me?” She asked when she pulled back. Anthony opened his mouth to reply but before he could get the words out, there was a knock at the door and Anthony bit his lip to restrain his smile.
“Guess you’ll have to wait and see,” he told her before he pulled back to get the door.
To no surprise, it was Connor and Mat on the other side and Anthony stepped aside to let them in. As soon as Connor saw Tess, her smile widened. “Damn! You look amazing,” she told her and Tess laughed as she shrugged Connor off.
“Thank you,” Tess told Connor before walking over to the island to pick up the piece of paper and she immediately went into mom mode. “So you obviously have our numbers, but this has all the emergency numbers if you can’t reach us, her schedule, what she eats, what she doesn’t like, her favourite toys, how to settle her, etcetera,” Tess explained as she handed the paper over to Connor.
“Right, got it,” Connor nodded as she looked it over. As usual, Tess didn’t miss a detail. “We got this, though, okay? Go have fun, enjoy each other.”
“We will,” Anthony replied for her.
“You sure you don’t have questions for us or anything?” Tess had to ask but Connor shook her head.
“Absolutely positive,” Connor told her and not so subtle ushered her toward the door.
“Okay, okay,” Tess sighed and let Anthony hand her coat to her. He helped her put it on, but Tess still kept looking over at Connor and Mat as Anthony guided her toward the door. She loved them both in their own way, but unlike her sister, she had never seen either of them with a baby for longer than a few minutes and it made her nervous. But, with his wallet and keys, Anthony was able to get Tess out the door.
“Thanks again for this guys,” Anthony said as he went to close the door, but Mat quickly stepped forward before Anthony could close the door to give Anthony a bro shake.
“Have some fun tonight, yeah?” Mat said intentionally and Anthony gave him a levelled look in return when he felt the foil package in his hand. Still, Anthony took the package as Mat pulled back and Anthony immediately put it in his pants pocket with a sigh.
“We won’t be out late,” Anthony told him but that only made Mat and Connor’s smirks widen so Anthony rolled his eyes. “Text or call if anything happens. Now goodbye.” He didn’t wait for a response as he closed the door.
“All good? Tess asked and Anthony nodded before he smiled and held his hand out to her.
“All good, let’s go, mon amour,” he told her as she took his hand and they headed down to the garage.
Anthony ended up taking her to a quaint French restaurant on the Island and while Tess wasn’t sure where they were going, she wasn’t surprised in the slightest and there was nowhere she’d rather be for their first date. “Reservation for Beauvillier,” Anthony told the hostess who gave him a smile as she nodded.
“Of course, right this way,” she replied and picked up two menus before leading them to a table.
Anthony helped Tess take her jacket off and hung it on the nearby coat rack before he tucked her into the table. “This is a lot nicer than I was expecting,” she told him with a smile as he sat down across from her.
“You deserve the best,” he told her and opened the menu. “Get anything you want, okay? I was actually thinking we’d start with an appetizer and maybe some pinot noir? Though… Maybe sauvignon blanc will better pair with dinner.”
Tess had a soft look on her face as she looked at him. She was so in love with him and she still couldn’t believe this was really happening. That she was this lucky. “That sounds great,” she replied and Anthony returned her smile and watched as she looked back at the menu.
And, well, if she asked him what a couple menu items were just to hear him speak French, sue her. Her boyfriend was French and he sounded damn good when he spoke in his mother tongue.
At Tess’s request, Anthony ordered for both of them. They had shrimp for an appetizer, Tess had the seared snapper with red wine peppercorn sauce while Anthony had the filet mignon with port wine sauce and they paired it with sauvignon blanc, a better match for the fish, along with a glass of water.
It didn’t take them long to get their drinks and then they were left alone for the first real time since becoming a couple.
“So…” Anthony started.
“We’re on a date,” Tess replied with a small laugh.
“We are,” he laughed with her before he raised his glass to clink hers. “To our first date.”
“To us,” Tess smiled before taking a sip of the wine.
They hadn’t really been alone, just the two of them, in the past year. They always had Sorel or they were out with the team or family. They were so used to having someone else around that they didn’t know how to be alone.
Anthony hated how awkward it was. Tess was the most amazing woman in the world to him and he just wanted everything to be perfect, he expected everything to be perfect, and it wasn’t. And he didn’t know how to handle that. He thought they’d smile and laugh over dinner and split a desert and go home and cuddle on the couch, maybe steal a few kisses.
But Anthony was tense. They both were.
As much as it was a first time, it also wasn’t. They knew everything about each other, they had been friends for years, so that didn’t leave much to talk about. So they were both thankful when their meals arrived, giving them something to do and talk about.
“Oh my god, this is amazing,” Tess said after her first bite and it made Anthony’s chest a little less tight.
“Yeah? I’m glad,” he smiled.
“You should try some,” Tess told him and Anthony opened his mouth to say it was okay, but he closed it to smile and nod and he stole a bite and Tess was right, it was amazing.
“Want a bite of mine?” He asked and let Tess steal a piece.
“Wow,” Tess nodded. “This place is amazing.”
“Not as amazing as you,” Anthony replied cheekily, but it made Tess smile.
They both seemed to relax with dinner and the conversation flowed easier with the glasses of wine and every time Tess smiled, Anthony fell in love with her a little more.
“Do you want desert?” Anthony asked as they finished up dinner.
As great as dinner and the restaurant was, it just wasn’t them. Tess fell in love with Anthony, not what his money could buy. Sure, the fancy restaurant was nice, really nice, but she felt out of place. She wanted to spend time with Anthony, her Anthony, but that was hard to do when they were both playing at part at a restaurant.
“I think I’d rather have desert at home, you know, just the two of us, she told him and he gave her a soft smile as he nodded.
“I like the sound of that.”
So once they boxed up their left overs and he paid the bill, he helped her put her coat on and they made their way out to the car, Anthony’s hand on Tess’s lower back as he guided her. Once they made it to the car, Anthony opened the door for her and it only made her heart flutter a little. And, of course, while the drive back to the apartment wasn’t long, Anthony kept his hand on her thigh the whole time.
The elevator ride up to the apartment was quiet but Tess rested her head on his shoulder and he traced soft circles on her hip until they reached their floor and they walked handed in hand to the door. As soon as the door opened, Connor was on her feet and Mat held her wrist from his spot on the couch. “You’re back earlier than anticipated…” Connor said, looking at her watch. “Everything okay?”
Anthony helped Tess take her coat off. “It was good,” he told Connor and hung their coats up before they took their shoes off.
“He took me to a really nice French restaurant and he ordered for us so I could hear his French,” Tess smiled and Mat not so subtly let his other hand rest on the back of the couch to fist bump Anthony as he walked to the kitchen. “We’d thought we’d come home for desert, though,” Tess continued and Mat tightened his grip on Connor’s wrist.
“Then we’d hate to get in your way, so we’ll get going. Ellie was great. She pulled my hair and threw her blocks at me and wouldn’t stop crying but she was great,” Mat said as he stood up and guided Connor toward the door. Tess furrowed her brows as she watched them put their shoes on and Mat was about to open the door when he turned back to Anthony. “And as lovely as Ellie is, please use the condom I gave you and wrap it before you tap it, okay?” He said and Connor smacked him on the back of his head before getting him out the door.
“He’s right, though. And we’ll talk soon,” Connor smiled before following Mat out and closing the door behind her and Tess looked over at Anthony with flushed cheeks.
Anthony was quiet for a long moment before he got done two glasses and pour them some wine. “They’re not wrong,” he said eventually and walked over to the couch with the glasses. “But just ignore them. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen,” he told her and once he was settled on the couch, he rolled his sleeves up.
It had to be the two glasses of wine talking but Tess let her eyes wander up Anthony’s arms and for a moment she thought back to how he felt against her and wondered what he would really feel like and her blush darkened before she made her way over the couch and took a big sip of her wine. “I know,” she told him and leaned into him. “I’m not thinking about them anyway. I’m thinking about you.”
Anthony wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer, momentarily pressing his nose into her hair before he reached for his wine. “What about me?” He asked.
Tess took another big drink of her wine before she replied, “just you.”
He let his hand trail down to her side, “but what about me?”
Tess’s nose scrunched up in the cutest way. Before she would have played him off but they were together now and the wine was definitely hitting. “How hot you are,” she told him softly.
“You think I’m hot?” He replied like it was somehow a surprise.
Tess put her wine down on the coffee table to kiss him. “Of course I do,” she said and bit her lip as she ran her hand up his arm. “I mean… You can tell you’re a pro-athlete.”
Anthony’s cheeks and ears heated up and he pulled her closer. “You’re really hot, too. This dress… Your hair… You drive me so fucking crazy,” he told her softly before she caught his lips in a kiss and when she pulled back, Anthony chased her lips for another, softer, kiss.
“I love you,” Tess told him and he smiled.
“I’m so in love with you,” he whispered. “I’m so lucky to have you, Tessa.”
His words pulled at her and gave her butterflies and she had to kiss him again and he was gentle as he ran his hands down her back. For the first time, Tess thought about taking things further, but she knew in the back of her mind that it was the wine talking, so she pulled back and tucked herself into his side and once they finished the bottle of pinot noir, Anthony opened a bottle of merlot.
The date and the restaurant were nice but there was just something about being cuddled up with him, talking and laughing and his hand trailed up the slit of her dress to rest high on her thigh but she didn’t care. She liked it. She liked his touch and how it made her feel.
Anthony wasn’t surprised when Tess fell asleep on him. Wine always made her sleepy, but a bottle of red seemed to do her in. He took a moment to look at her, her make up was smeared and her hair was frizzy but she was the most beautiful woman in the world to him and he didn’t know what he had done to deserve her.
He was careful as he pulled back and scooped her up in his arms just like he had done countless times before. Tess woke, but just for a moment as he carried her to bed and set her down gently. Her hair laid on the pillow like a golden halo and for a moment he thought about taking her dress off she she’d be more comfortable, but he didn’t want to cross any boundaries so he pulled the covered up over her before kissing her temple and getting ready for bed himself.
He brushed his teeth before stripping down to his underwear and slipped into bed. Tess stirred a little as he made himself comfortable but she didn’t wake as he pulled her closer.
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If his legs were a little slower at practice the next morning, well, Mat could think what he wanted because he knew he had his girls waiting for him at home.
When Anthony got back from practice, Tess was wiping down the kitchen counters while Sorel played in the living room. Even if she had just seen him a few hours ago, Tess still dropped what she was doing to go greet him, looping her arms around his neck as she smiled. “I missed you,” Tess said and Anthony gently rubbed her back.
“I missed you, too,” he replied. “Barzy was following me around looking like the chesire cat all practice it was throwing me off all morning.”
“Oh, baby,” Tess said softly and Anthony scrunched his nose up before he kissed her softly. Tess completely melted into the kiss making Anthony sigh contently and when she pulled back from the kiss, he chased her lips.
“Better,” he whispered when he finally pulled back. Tess blushed softly but pulled him in for another, deeper kiss before walking back to the kitchen so he could say hello to Sorel, but Anthony couldn’t help but bite his lip as his eyes drop to her ass.
Finally, he was able to pull his eyes from Tess and toes his shoes off before going to say hello to Sorel. She smiled at him and lifted her arms so he could pick her up, which of course he did. “Hey babygirl, how are you?” He asked and Sorel laughed softly. He was expecting a ‘good’ or ‘dada’ maybe ‘papa’ or ‘hi,’ but instead Sorel said,
“Ass.”
Anthony did a double take and Tess whipped her head up. “Excuse me?” Anthony asked his daughter but Sorel only laughed harder.
“Ass! Ass!”
Anthony’s eyes widened as he looked over at Tess who flared her nostrils. “Fucking Connor…” she grumbled, making Anthony burst out in laughter.
#anthony beauvillier#anthony beauvillier imagine#anthony beauvillier story#anthony beauvillier x oc#tito beauvillier#tito beauvillier x oc#tito beauvillier imagine#tito beauvillier story#islanders imagine#new york islanders#ny islanders#isles#hockey rpf#hockey imagine#hockey story#nhl imagine#nhl#hockey#mine#baby bear story
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Special Viewer [P.2]
~~~~Katsuki Bakugou~~~~
In which Camboy! Katsuki Bakugou starts to become oddly interested in one of his viewers.
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Warnings: Smut, Fluff, Cursing, Mentions of drug use and alcohol use. Y/N is afab!
If you are easily offended by sensitive tops I advise you click away
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A/N: I also just want to say thank you to everyone who gave so much love and support to the last part :) It makes me so happy to see ya'll horny mfs freak out as much as i am. I LOVE U ALL and I'm tagging everyone who showed excitement in the last part.
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11:03am, Saturday morning. Your eyes fluttered open to the beaming sunlight peeking through the blinds on your window. An exasperated sigh flowed through your mouth as you realize your position. You lazily rub your eyes and roll yourself out of bed. Whilst walking yourself to your dresser, you see a blue screen from the corner of your eyes and realize you left your computer on. Thinking nothing of it, you walk to it to shut the top closed, but as you placed your hands on the top of the laptop, about to shut it...you paused and your eyes widened.
Message Notification: From Dynamite!
It read in big bold letters. You jumped away from the computer, slapped your hands over your mouth and proceeded to jump around in a circle and scream into your hands.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE-?!" You yell to yourself in disbelief. You run over to the computer, impatient to open the message. In an act of pure bravery, you clicked on the message before snapping your body away from the screen, deathly afraid of what it might be. After a few minutes, you slowly turned back around to the computer and were greeted with...
"(405-6532-5334) Txt me :)"
WHAT THE ASS? You screamed a string of curse words into your hands once more before putting the number into your contacts under "dynamite <3". You were ESTATIC! Your internet porn crush wants YOU to text him? It must be a dream, you pinched yourself a few times but...it in fact was not a dream. Right when you were finally about to text him, you received a call from your long-time best friend, Aiden.
You immediately answered, sighing in relief as if he was an answer to your prayers to interrupt this scary moment.
"Hey, what's sup, Aiden?"
"Hey, nerd. I'm bored as fuckkkk today, you tryna go to the park with me, chill a bit, maybe hit up the new café there too?" He asked, of course that sounded...like super fun so you reluctantly replied, thinking of that text to Dynamite.
"Yeah, of course dude. What time?" You ask casually not trying to freak out.
"Uhm......30?" He replies. You agree, say your goodbye then hang up the phone. Quite relieved you have something to do to get this all off your mind. Your poor heart and soul cannot take this overload of excitement.
You walk to your dresser and decide to slay the most slay you have ever slayed. You dress yourself up in the best outfit you could find, fix your hair, grab your phone and keys and leave the house. You then get into your car and start it, but, before you started to drive to the park you decided to shoot Dynamite or should I say "dynamite <3" a text.
"Hey :-)". anddd.....send! You immediately blush and proceed to MUTE his message notifications so you wouldn't have to get the message and see the reply, you were WAY to shy for something like that. You then throw your phone onto the passenger's seat and start to drive.
You arrived at the park, right on time. You park right in the front and spot Aiden leaning up against a tree by the benches. Excited, you hurriedly get out, lock your car and jog over to him. "Hey, Aiden." You say happily. He waves back at you and suggest you guys go get a drink at the café, you agree of course.
While walking casually, Aiden turns and makes a comment "You look....excited today? What's got you so hyped?" You smile, blush and turn away. "Oooh...I saw that little look on your face! It's a boyyyyyyyy, Huh?" He continued, teasingly bumping your shoulder. "It's nothing, just a guy I liked gave me his number this morning." You say, wildly sugar coating the situation. "Oh? That's amazing Y/N! You've GOT to tell me about him." Aiden said excitedly. Right then, you opened your phone to see a red number 01 on your texts. It has to be him since...nobody else texts you....You smile at your phone. Aiden gasped "Is that him? What did he say?!" he asked breathing down your neck practically. You playfully shove him away before replying "None of your beeswax, idiot. It's just my mom." You say. "Whatever you say." Aiden says, shrugging his shoulders.
You open the text.
wassup, bunny. what took u so long? I've been waiting for you all morning.
You try your best not to squeal in excitement by Aiden, you chuckle a bit before replying.
Slept in late I guess, why? You excited to talk to little ol' me?
You sigh satisfied with your text, and turn your phone off. "Here it is, I went here with my coworker last week, this place is so nice. Come on, let's grab a seat." Aiden said interrupting your lovestruck trance. You follow him into the café, and you both sit at a table in a quaint little corner, away from others just how you both like it.
"Alright, here's your menu and here's mine." You start, you hand Aiden one of the Menu's on the table. "I'm so hyped to try this place, you really have been gassing it up." You continue. He rewards you with a chuckle "Yeah, and for good reason." He said. Just as the conversation started, a short, pretty, shy looking waitress waddles her way over to the table.
"Hello! My name is Alessandra! Welcome to the Downtown Café! What can I get s-started for you guys?" She said, quietly. You look at Aiden for direction when you notice his eyes lingering on her for a little too long. Yeah, he is definitely into her. "Y-yeah U-uhm.." Aiden starts awkwardly flustered. "I'll uhm...I'll get the Macha Latte, with a-uh pink macaroon, please...and thank you." He says. Definitely stumbling on his words. He then looks at you in an effort to alert you to save him from this. You nod your head at him, and reassuringly smile before ordering. "Yeah, I'll just get a Raspberry Tea with a purple macaroon, thanks." You say swiftly, almost flexing on Aiden.
"Of course! Coming right up!" She says, she looks at Aiden, blushes and hurries away. You start laughing uncontrollably, pushing Aiden's shoulder. He looks into your crying eyes with his annoyed ones, crossing his arms in irritation. "You are so into her, you idiot, you were a stuttering mess that's so embarrassing!" You say, slapping your hands onto the table in an effort to stabilize your limp body. He rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Shut up. It's not like she'd be into me anyways. So, just forget it." He pouts. "Oh my god, Aiden..." You start, giving Aiden a look of "Are you fucking stupid?"..."You're the dumbest guy I have ever met, she obviously is into you dude, she was all blushing and shit taking your order." You say.
"W-wait really?" He says hopefully, "J-just nevermind. Forget about it." He says, nodding off to the side. You then grab your phone to pass the time and see another message from Dynamite.
Damn, did my stream last night leave you that worn out?
and no, idiot I don't get excited talking to people.
Ugh, you could just see him smirking and pouting through the phone.
Maybe it did. And I'm idiot now?
He immediately read your reply and texted back
shut up, idiot girl just send me a pic for contact photo or something.
You chuckle before snapping a quick selfie and sending it to him, feeling proud you look good. Aiden looked lonely, so you decide to just shut your phone off for the rest of the time you're hanging out with him. He's your best friend, anyways. You'll always put him over any stupid boy any day.
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Part 3 coming...
Friday, May 27th at 12:00am PST. :)
#bnha#bakugou#mha#bakugou katsuki#fluff#mha x reader#bnha bakugou#bnha x reader#boku no hero academia#fanfic
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calling them by the wrong name [a tiktok prank] ft. eren, armin, mikasa, jean, levi, reiner, annie and porco
♡ — tags: fluff, hurt/comfort, gn!reader
♡ — a/n: set in a modern au, they’re all around college age <3
♡ — masterlist
eren
- you usually got into playfights with eren and he loved to end them by tickling you. he usually won but unfortunately he had no clue to were about to prank him once again
- “sdfkhj stop! j-jean stop!” you laughed, squirming under his hands
- eren stopped immediately, kneeling in front of you on the bed, eyebrows knitted together as he looked down at you
- “the fuck did you just call me?”
- “what?” you asked “i said ‘baby, stop’”
- “you said jean,” eren said. “you play with jean like this?”
- eren was so serious and looked so mortified you couldn’t keep up the charade and pointed at your phone recording the whole thing from the nightstand.
- you could visibly see his tense muscles drop once he realized it’s another prank and then squinted at you. “you think you’re so funny, huh?” he asked while you started laughing
- he grabbed both your legs and pulled you closer, leaning down and capturing your lips in a heated kiss.
- oh no you’ve awaken possessive!eren enjoy the ride
armin
- you had just woken up, sharing the morning bliss with armin in your shared kitchen. he handed you the newspaper as he prepared coffee for both of you
- “levi, can you hand me my glasses, please?” you asked, trying and failing to read the newspaper in front of you.
- armin stopped in his motions and walked to you, who were sitting on the kitchen table. you looked up to him, confused. “my glasses, baby?”
- “you realize what you said, right?” he asked carefully. you cocked your head to the side, feigning ignorance.
- “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”
- armin stood still, his blue eyes on you as you could practically listen how loud his thoughts were at the moment, trying to see if you’re lying or if, in fact, he didn’t heard correctly the first time
- a minute goes by and he was still not moving, just staring at you and when his eyes started filling with tears you felt bad for him. “oh no, no, no, baby, it’s a prank,” you say, pointing at your phone.
- armin lets out a long sigh and hangs his head low. “you’re so mean!”
- go and hug your man please
mikasa
- mikasa and you were working on your backyard garden. mikasa was usually in charge of it but this time you loved whenever she let you join her
- “annie, could you pass me the trowel?”
- mikasa stopped in her movements and then turned her head to you. “annie?”
- “huh?” you asked. “what do you mean?”
- “you just called me annie” she said, sitting back on her heels, a noticeable frown on her face. she shook the dirt off her gloves and left them on the ground, standing up and turning to leave.
- “wait no, it was a joke for tiktok!” you say, grabbing her ankle and pointing at your phone that was propped on her tool box.
- “i’m out of here,” she sighed, rolling her eyes as she started walking again with you attached to her ankle
- “‘kasa, pleeeeeeeease!
jean
- you were cuddling with jean when he said he was going to the kitchen to get something to drink. he stood up and just as he was leaving the bedroom you called out for him
- “could you get me some snacks too, eren? thank you!”
- this mf went back on his tracks and looked at you like you had just insulted his whole family
- “you did not just call me eren”
- “what? i would never, baby, what are you talking about?”
- “no, stop, you just did,” he said, his voice breaking a little. “are you and eren… i don’t know- are you-?
- you didn’t have it in you to continue the joke, sprinting and colliding against him, pulling him into a hug
- “i’m so sorry, it was a prank! jean, baby, it was a stupid prank oh my god i’m so sorry-”
- anyway he was extra cuddly that night. reassure him he’s the only one, please.
levi
- sitting on your balcony and sharing tea with levi was one of your favourite habits
- levi was done with his cup and started pouring himself more tea from the little teapot that was in the table
- “armin-- i mean, baby, could you pour me more tea as well, please?”
- levi kept pouring the tea without reacting to your words and then poured some on your cup as well.
- “you’re spending way too much time with those brats,” he grunted, putting the pot back on the table and handing you your cup.
- “jealous?” you teased him with a flirty grin. levi rolled his eyes.
- “whatever helps you sleep at night”
- he sees you chuckling and suddenly the pieces fall together. “not another fucking tiktok prank,” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
reiner
- you were cooking with him, stirring the pot as he chopped vegetables for the stew.
- “pock-- shit, reiner, could you pass me the carrots please?”
- you noticed reiner stopping for a moment. you prepared yourself for his response but instead he handed you the cup with diced carrots for the stew in silence.
- you poured them to the stew but he kept silent. “hey babe, wanna watch a movie while we have dinner?”
- “sure, sounds fun,” he replied with a small smile that doesn’t meet his eyes.
- your heart broke into a million pieces and you quickly went and hugged him tightly, pressing your face against his broad chest
- “reiner, it was a prank, oh my god, i’m so sorry.”
- you heard his sigh, the tension leaving his body as he wrapped his arms around you.
- (there’s a cut on your tiktok video and then a take of you peppering his face with kisses as an apology)
annie
- you were watching a movie with annie and lowkey getting bored, so you decided to pull the prank you had been preparing
- “‘kasa, the popcorn, please?” you said, your eyes locked on the tv screen as you moved your hand towards your girlfriend.
- she literally slapped your hand away
- “wha- baby!?”
- annie paused the movie and turned to you, arching her eyebrow. “you think you’re so funny”
- “what do you mean?
- “you know exactly what i mean. so this better be a joke or else-”
- “or else what?” you giggled, grabbing your phone and filming your girlfriend.
- she rolled her eyes and when you tried to crawl to her, she quickly used her leg and pushed you away.
- “no clowns allowed in my personal space.”
porco
- it was date night and you guys were in a diner, talking about your week and spending quality time together. so of course you decided to pull the prank you’d seen on tiktok
- “rei, could you pass the ketchup?”
- porco widened his eyes and put his burger down.
- “this better be a fucking tiktok prank,” he huffed
- “what do you mean?”
- “you just said ‘rei’ like i’m that dumbass- wait, no, where is it-,” porco says as he starts looking around for your phone.
- “HA!!!! i fucking knew it!” he goes as soon as he finds it hidden behind the salt shaker. you laughed as he grabbed your phone and started filming you.
- “what would you do if it wasn’t a prank?” you grinned.
- “well you better hope you brought your own ride because i’d leave you here,” he smirked, earning another laugh from you.
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Hybrid!AU Wolf!Bakugou Katsuki HCs.
Summary: How would Hybrid!Bakugou would react to being adopted by the reader and their domestic life together. Headcanons and believe me, it's a long one... [2k WORDS OF HCS psjxksdj stop me pls] PLATONIC/ROOMMATES HCS, will do a part two later on with continuation and romance cuz 2kwordsbro...
Notes: I love Hybrid AU!s and I want to indulge myself with this. I barely see these in the fandom, so maybe you guys will like it! Also, depending on how it goes, I'm gonna consider making more for other characters, whachu say? Tell me what you thought and I hope you enjoy!~ ♥
Part 2 here!
× he's a wolf hybrid, and the workers at the shelter warn you that he's feral as you pass by where he was locked
× it seems he was in an illegal fighting ring and nobody could get close to him even if his living conditions now were much better than the hell hole he lived in before
× he growled, scratched, yelled, overall he needed so much help
× normally that would've been very intimidating to you but while the workers tried to push you towards some bunny or dog hybrids they had around, you just froze because the mf said they were considering sacrificing him
× like wHat the fuck?? he's a human being?????? sure he has a tail but what????????
× and you just foken went crazy for a moment cuz you didn't even see him in his cage, he was hiding somewhere under the bundle of blankets he had, probably asleep
× so you just went mental, demanding an explanation because hybrid shelters do not and should not sacrifice a person
× and your increasing yelling just made all the hybrids anxious
× and Bakugou heard everything [who wouldn't]
× i shit you not, the employee tried to explain why
× legit said cuz he's aggressive
× Bitch I'd be aggressive too! I'd bite your jugular off
× course, security was called but you already prepared to call the police, Hybrid Protection Services, your lawyer, your friends, the president, you name it
× and that's when you said you're adopting whoever was under the blankets. NOW.
× always hated the word adopting, but you were looking to give a hybrid a chance since you finally had a spare bedroom in your new apartment
× so like security and the worker just look at each other cuz who tf is gonna be the brave soul to go inside the cage to retrieve Bakugou Katsuki and get rid of you both already
× you're just staring at them like u srs bro? so you just send them to do the paperwork while you decide to go in yourself because you needed to get out of that place ASAP to still contact HPS on this shelter
× security stayed by the door while you hesitantly walked towards the blanket bundle [not so brave anymore] cuz why did that dude have his gun out??????
× but when you approached the bundle and kneeled in front of it you noticed movement
× a fluffy sand yellow tail suddenly came to view and it was big, slowly moving from side to side
× so with the gentlest voice you could muster [after screaming your lungs out moments ago] you tried to talk to whoever was underneath
× you introduced yourself and said you're here to take them home but got nothing, just casual tail movement
× Big Hunkus Brutus Security Guardus™ was getting impatient so he told you to just "fuckin put the collar and leash on the stupid beast" and you just 🙃 fucking excuse u?? while turning towards him
× it was a delicate time and you needed to take it slow, and anyway you knew you'd get that crap off your [hopefully] new friend as soon as possible
× what you didn't expect was the guard to freeze and raise his gun again, but was pointing above your head, not even looking in your eyes
× so you turn and meet a naked chest, scarred, with recent bruising on and big
× looking up you see Bakugou Katsuki, ruffled blonde hair, wild in all directions, red eyes harsh and staring at the guy behind you, only some pants on his form and tail still waving very slowly behind him
× while Chunkus Brutus trembled in place, gun shaking in hands, you were in the fuckin middle of it all
× what you didn't expect is the hybrid to take the collar in your hands and wrap it around his neck, now looking at you, expression still harsh but this time it didn't scream murder [and then grabbed a shirt, thank the heavens]
× progress? making friends? good first impressions?
× na lol you wish but that's spoilers 👀
× the process of adoption went smoothly, and when I say smoothly I mean Robustus Dumbus Brutus behind both of you with his hand still on his gun while all the workers gathered around to see the crazy insane person that adopted The Devil™, the guy that told you about the sacrificing was actually filing the paperwork as fast as possible under the intense gaze of the wolf
× and Bakugou was standing very close to you, btw, like i can feel your body heat close
× he was compliant at first, when you got in the car you started rambling about your house and how he has a room while trying to take the collar off him but he grabbed your hands
× like insanely fast, one blink and firm grip on your hands
× "i ain't gon be your fuckin pet, understood?" he growled at you but made no movement to bolt and run away
× and you just wanted to roll your eyes cuz ok he can kill you anytime but like didn't he get the message when you screamed back there? [also there was this sense of security you had around him or maybe you were just really dumb]
× so when you said you weren't looking for a pet but to help someone and maybe a friend and roommate, he just narrowed his eyes at you
× suspish human, wild doggo no trust
× anywho he took the collar off himself [like extra fast] but you explained that you are going to get him a bracelet or something less degrading since he still needed something with the information tag to have on himself so police will know he's no stray and he wouldn't end in the same craphole again
× journey home was silent, like eery silent
× he just looked out the window intensely, you noticed how he focused on every sign and turn
× you considered asking him questions but honestly with his past you doubted he would even answer so you just started to ramble about your home, stuff you could do around the city [which caught his attention], items you'd have to go buy for him, like clothes, shampoo, any special food, the bracelet
× he stopped looking out the window and just looked at you
× ok he was intensely staring at your side, basically drilling a hole in your cheek with those crimson eyes and it was making you N e r v o u s because making new friends is hard when you're just vomiting monologs, all while driving
× buying things was awkward to say at least, special hybrid stores were rare and for a guy his size it was even more difficult to find anything, which ended up in getting normal clothes and deciding to adjust them for his tail
× while grocery shopping you discovered he actually knew very well what he wanted after a lot of questioning from you
× he finally sighed at your persistent act and just threw stuff in the shopping cart, a surprising amount of spices too
× now for the bracelet part... you decided to spend more on a code that could be scanned to identify him rather than the distasteful ones with name and who owns him
× good thing you planned ahead a long time ago and saved money but you did notice his sharp eyes on you whenever you paid
× and his grunts and judgemental looks at other people with hybrids
× it's as if he wanted to say something, anything, but was stopping himself, which lowkey worried you because from what you heard Bakugou's supposed to be very vocal
× maybe he was glad to be out of the shelter, you know you'd be
× you get home and he follows you to your house, again giving him another chance to bolt somewhere away from you but c'mon both of you knew he'd outrun you so why force him, just let him take his time
× "So this is your room" shook him to the core, legit he just stood silent in the hallway as you presented your house calmly
× sniffing around
× so much sniffing around, tail low while he checked every corner
× once he did decide to check his bedroom, he closed the door leaving you to set everything up
× what you didn't know is that he looked around, shaking with anger
× this is what normal people have?
× sat on the edge of the most confortable bed he's ever had and hoped the idiots of his friends managed to get something like this too
× and the shitshow began when you called him for dinner
× not enough salt, not enough spices
× he was a pain in the ass and as he let go, little by little you started to see him for who he was
× this, this was Bakugou Katsuki, the guy that started to scold you because of the seasoning of the food
× it formed a bond between you, the start of you seeing his real personality
× a Mom™
× slowly started owning the house, although you found it hilarious
× next day you found him cooking breakfast with such an ease it shocked you to the core
× "The fuck you lookin' at?" as he puts a plate of pancakes in front of your
× you just lowkey uwu when you realize he's waiting for your approval as you ate and I swear to you, best pancakes ever
× chest puffed when you complimented his food and this was the first time he mentioned something about his past; seems he had to cook for everyone at the fighting ring he was at, but he didn't mention more
× talking about his past took forever, putting together bits and pieces he mentioned, yet they were so little
× he'd go silent after mentioning his [what you assumed] friends
× if you asked or pressed too much he'd click his tongue or snap at you
× not everything was dandy though; yes, he was a good roommate, but he did have THE attitude
× but not as the people at the shelter made it to be, like he'd snap at you from time to time but it would get better as he'd start to trust you
× ok, ok, hear me out,,,,
× play with his hair
× it happened by accident; you started to have this tradition after a couple of months of living together: movie nights
× he really liked action stuff but both your dirty secret was watching those shitty horror movies and make fun of everyone in them, so every Friday Night was Movie Night
× he just threw himself on the couch and his hair looked puffy and those adorable wolf ears were twitching, you straightforwardly asked him if you could play with it
× [ask if you don't want your hand bit off]
× he scoffed
× silence
× when he nodded and looked away, you squealed and started scratching, just playing with his hair, mindlessly doing so while snickering at the TV when movement caught your attention
× he was wiggling his tail softly
× you guys never mentioned it but now he sits down on the sofa head close to you on a pillow and wait for them god sent scratches; will 100% roll his eyes and scoff at you when you start, acting like YOU want this
× TERRITORIAL AS FUCK
× seriously glares at whoever comes inside the house
× has a problem with every single soul since they dirty his home
× you don't notice it first but he finally starts calling your house home and that's the ultimate progress
× boy had a lot of hardships in his life so he appreciates what he has
× yet it is very, very hard to gain his trust at first
× when you finally do though? he's a loyal friend forever
× he's thankful to have you
× will never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever tell you
× his actions speak for him
× you're part of his pack now
× but seriously wash the dishes or you'll die.
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Word count: 498
Warnings: Suggestive, dirty talk (ig).
Tags: Skaterboy!Jisung, High school Au, Head over heels for sungie reader, GN friendly (i think)
At first it's just a very flustered sungie who then quickly turns into a cocky mf so...
Also, its always Jisung simping hours for me
Other works in the Jisung High school Au: (1) (2)
"Stop looking at it" Jisung sighs, rubbing his neck in an attempt to die down his embarrassment. "I know it looks bad, but my mom literally tied me to a chair" He bites down on his lip, waiting for your answer.
The truth is, you didn't have one. Well, of course you did but, how can you tell him without inflating his ego to the clouds? Or worse, without embarrassing yourself?
"Y/naah" Jisung whines, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. He couldn't take it anymore. Your staring got him so embarrassed, he can't actually look at you anymore. He knew it was a bad idea to get a haircut, worse even, an undercut. Now all he had to wait was for the whole student body to make fun of him. His long locks that represented his image, who he was, were now gone. How were people going to recognize him now?
Your breath hitched in your chest as you felt his close proximity. You could feel his breathing on your neck and at the same time the clenching of his jaw when you still remained silent. Fuck. Now you have to tell him.
The only thing that came to your mind was placing your hand on the back of his neck and slowly climb up to his now short hair. You hadn't realized the whole time you spent without breathing until you let your fingers run through his soft hair. You felt your knees go weak at the thought of constantly running your fingers through his hair (as if you didn't before) and feeling this paradise of fluff under your tips.
Jisung was expecting to hear you laugh or make a snarky remark on how he should've stayed at home. He definitely didn't expect you to touch his hair, or to feel you tense up when you did.
It was almost as if you liked it. Almost as if...
"Babe?" He asks, pulling away from hiding and looking at you face. A smirk couldn't help but make its way on his face when he saw your hypnotized look. You liked it. No, you loved it.
"Ah- so you actually like it" He puts his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to him. Your hand quickly traveling from his hair to his chest stopping him, or at least, attempting to stop him in his tracks.
Jisung chuckles as he sees your cheeks start to turn a darker shade and he can't help but to tease you further. "I would've thought you'd mourn my long hair." He places a soft peck on your cheek, leaning inwards to whisper in your ear.
"I mean... I know I'm gonna miss the way you pulled on it while you came" A shiver ran down your spine as you heard him speak. He was right, you were going to miss tugging on his hair as he pounds into you.
But you're open to new options if they looked this good.
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CHAPTER TWO: WORRY LESS
table of contents
“A new girl? that’s so cool!” Mina squealed in her seat listening to Aizawa ramble on the basics of you. “That would quite nice.” Momo hummed thinking off in the classroom. “Mr. Aizawa, sir. Would you happen to know her quirk?” Iida raised his hand earning a sigh from Aizawa from the constant questions and curiorosity.
“I don’t know her quirk, I don’t know what she looks like. Everyone’s guesses are as good as mines, you’re better off asking Bakugou about it tomorrow.” The class raised their eyebrows at the boy, thinking you were his relative. “Don’t ask me shit about that girl, figure it out yourself.” Bakugou grunted looking down at his paper.
“Is she your relative?” Kirishima whispered to the boy making his jaw lock, and then slowly release. “No. She’s living with us for a year.” he sighed rolling his eyes wanting the questions to come to an end, but to be honest he’s been wondering the same thing as the class.
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“Thank you for taking American Flights, please fly with us soon!” the loudspeaker went off, making you groan at the sudden awakening and the plane slowly rumbling beneath your feet. The airplane smelled like sweat and people; both not enjoyable in the slightest. Your phone was charged and pounding with messages from school friends, Imani, and your parents, luckily putting in an outlet to your phone before you lifted.
“They do not play around” you laughed at her families constant worrying; but it warmed your heart to know they all cared about you. You texted them all a quick message for their own relief and then looked at the steps UA gave you,
Your belongings are being flew out to the Bakugous, don’t worry about trying to find them, We have a designated driver coming to pick you up. She’s a bit ambiguous and knows what you look like so no need to try and find her, she’ll find you rather quickly.
You raised your eyebrow at the message, “She knows what I look like?” you questioned turning your eyes to try and find the ambiguous woman. Suddenly a hand fell onto your shoulder, making you jump in surprise. “Easy! I’m your designated drive babe! c’mon.” she motioned you to her car, and you happily obliged, hopping into the black low rise car seeing the beautiful exterior inside.
“See, this is me. Don’t be scared.” she hummed showing you her UA badge, making you feel more comfortable and slump in her seat slightly, “Thank you for picking me up, um?” “Midnight.” She answered for you, steering onto the freeway. The highways looked slightly the same - only you couldn’t read most billboard signs and the buildings looked more luminated in lights.
“Midnight. So will I be going straight to the school or will I meet my host family first?” “You’ll be meeting your host family first, I’m sure you’re pretty jetlagged and should sleep off today and tomorrow to get used to the time change, on Monday you’ll be assigned with a dorm room. I’m sure Bakugo can show you around.” you cocked your head slightly trying to figure out who she was talking about, you waited for an answer but it never came.
“Is he in my host family?” Midnight nodded - eyes still on the road. “Sorry I know i’m asking a lot of questions, but do you know anything about him?” You could see the woman smirk slightly through the rear view, “Well..” As she was about to finish her sentence, she stopped the car in front of the home you were to stay at for one year.
“This is it!” she ignored your question, mentally groaning at the fact you could tell he would be a pain in the ass. hopefully the rest of the family is nice. you grabbed your bag heading towards the door. A blonde woman opened, smiling down at your figure and opening the door wider for you to come in.
“Hi dear! I’m so glad you got here safely, thank you, Kayama.” you turned around to see the woman heading off in her car - desperate to know what she was going to say about the boy. “I’ll see you at UA kid, see you!” she started her car waving off before she completely disappeared. “Let me show you to your room! I’m so excited for you to come live with us.” you smiled at her genuine demeanor following her up the steps.
You didn’t expect your room to look so, nice? the purple walls cluttered with string lights; a white comforter with small grey blankets and purple rugs to accent the carpet - if you hadn’t knew any better you would’ve thought Mitsuki had a daughter. She caught on to your drift speaking up, “I’m a fashion designer, so I went a little overboard, and i’ve always wanted a daughter.” she nervously laughed, “I love it, Mrs. Bakugou. Thank you!” you went to shake her hand as she shook her head smiling, “call me Mitsuki, sweetheart. You’re family now! I left some clothes on the bed, i’m sure you want to take a shower. It’s right up there.” she pointed towards the door beside another one that wrote “Keep out.”.
“Katsuki should be here in a hour or so, So I recommend taking a shower now so you won’t have to hear his antics.” she rolled her eyes walking off to the kitchen. “I’ll be preparing dinner if you need anything at all, dear.” you nodded placing your belongings down and seeing the rest of the ones you packed already in your room.
you: Bitch guess what
mani: what.. did something happen alr?
you: NO. THIS ROOM IS SO CUTE.
mani: I’m blocking you yk I wanted to know about the boy.
you: It’s always abt the boy mf what about me
mani: you cute too boo!
you: girl fuck you💀
you rolled your eyes smiling down at your phone, yet her heart swelled deeply missing your bestfriend. It felt like forever since you’ve both been together even though it had been a day at most.
trying to take your mind off things, you took your bathroom belongings, shower cap, and lotion heading towards the door. Looking down at the pajama’s Mitsuki gave you, laid a grey tank top and loose pajama pants. you opened the door, locking it and hopping into the steam to let your worries melt away and go into the drain along with the water.
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“mom? I’m home.” Bakugo grunted shifting his shoes off and walking into the living room, bunch hunched and eyes showing clear signs of tired and restless..
“Hey Katsuki, [Y/N] is upstairs in your bathroom taking a shower. Be nice.” She could feel the boys glare on her back as she endlessly chopped vegetables and stirred a pot before he mumbled endless nonsense walking up the stairs. Biting his tongue, he knew if he said anything he would’ve been slapped upside the head - and he was way too tired to deal with her.
He reached his door, ready to close it and lock it for the rest of the night. Until he heard you humming the low toned sound and smelled combinations of unfamiliar scents inching out of the locked bathroom door. Your humming sounded like a tranquil tune, it was low yet loud enough to hear from his door if he listened closely.
The water slowly turned off yet your humming continued to the sound, yet he was too drunk of the thought of your voice to even realize it - the shower was like a muffled background noise that was barely audible at that point. It wasn’t until his phone chimed that he was pulled back from his thoughts.
Kirishima: Hey dude, figure out what the girl looked like yet?
Bakugo groaned, fully ready to tell his friend off about him not caring what you looked like and that on Monday you’ll all see the famous [Y/N], starting to type he heard the door unlock on the bathroom door.
I’m sorry it was getting too long so I had to stop- but I promise going forth theres gonna be a lot of interactions and way less... stereotypical LMFAO</3
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•Midnight lamenting•
(Prequel to ‘The Snapping’ fic)
Y’all thought this is the next part but jokes on you this is the PREQUEL to my last isomnia induced angst fic so haha take that mfs-
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—————*2 weeks before the leave*—————
It’s been 2 weeks since the reveal of MC’s heredity.
“Lilith”
Pleas stop it.
“Hey Lilith-“
I know you all miss her.
“Lilith can you-“
But what about Me?
The lively household was now sober with silence, most of the residents already retiring to their respective quarters. The sound of footsteps muffled by the velvet carpet as the human treaded towards the balcony, steaming coffee in hand. The disheveled bun and growing bags under her eyes being signs of her restlessness as she set her mug on the balcony lining.
Oh lord Diavolo, how long has it been since she began overthinking things. Was she really overthinking? It’s nice to know they’re all getting along nicely, but at the cost of her identity? How are they even sure? I mean... Surely there was someone in her bloodline that wasn’t a legitimate child, what if it was only by name and legality? What if the blood they think she has is merely by written records? What if she didn’t really had Lilith’s blood? What if-
“I was wondering why the coffee maker’s still warm...”
Shoulders tensed up as she slowly turned her head, only to see unkept blonde hair and tired eyes.
“Ah Satan... you startled me”
Said fourth born only gave a raspy chuckle as he walked towards MC’s side at the balcony. He took notice the wariness in MC’s features as she gripped her cup of coffee tighter. He...knew how she felt, he’d even go as far as to say he was empathetic towards her.
“Hey, how’ve you been holding up these past two weeks?”
The question genuinely caught MC off guard, but knew deep down that Satan was going to catch up to her considering he’s been staring at her solemnly for the past few days.
“You’re the only person here I can be brutally honest with, you know that right?”
“Oh well I do the same with you, it’s basically a mutual benefit, so please do tell how you’ve been doing”
An exhausted sigh escaped her lips as she took a sip from her cup of coffee, already cold from the night breeze.
“I feel...like absolute crap. I’m happy that everyone’s getting along now but... why do I feel as if I’ve been robbed...”
“...Because they’re practically using you as a substitute for Lilith”
She quirked her brow as she placed her mug down. The Devildom moon being the only source of light as the temperamental duo gazed at the scenery.
“...What gave it away...?”
“Oh please MC, the last time I herd my brothers call you by your real name was before Lord Diavolo and Barbatos arrived with the news”
“You know, I have a feeling that’s not your only reason”
A small laugh emitted from the blonde before continuing his explanation.
“...That and...I feel empathetic towards you...”
“Oh? And how so..? Please do tell”
“You remember how I was born right?”
“You were born from Lucifer’s wrath after the Celestial war...”
“Exactly, I was born AFTER the war, meaning, AFTER Lilith’s death”
A churning feeling swindled in MC’s stomach as she realized where his context was going.
“I can still remember it...the way my brothers used to dote on me, giving me affection that was supposed to be for their dearest sister. Sure it felt nice to be loved but...knowing that the love they’re giving you wasn’t supposed to be yours in the first place, it just fed my wrath even more.”
He glanced at the human, taking in her silent reaction, he already knew how clever MC was so he knew that she already had an idea.
“Of course...that was centuries ago. They stopped treating me as a substitute and started treating me as me, they practically moved on...or at least I thought they moved on...”
“It’s kind of cruel isn’t it? Having to wait such a long time before finally receiving something that wasn’t second handed”
“It is, and I know you know it too. I knew the moment Belphie changed his attitude that they’ll direct their pent up affections for Lilith towards you”
Satan lowered his head a bit before looking MC in the eye.
“I’m...terribly sorry MC, I wasn’t able to help you. I should’ve tipped them off before they started pouring their misplaced affection towards you. I made a promise that I’d help you and yet...here you are, going through what I also had to endure centuries ago.”
She lightly rubbed his tired shoulders, a solemn smile danced on her lips as her tired eyes showed nothing but empathy.
“You don’t have to apologize, it’s not your obligation. You’ve already had your fight, so this ones mine to face”
She retreated her hand and gripped her now empty mug.
“If you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask me. Knowing how they’re currently acting, it’ll only get worse from here.”
A raspy giggle escaped MC’s lips as she slowly rubbed the bridge of her nose.
“I’ll keep that in mind Mr. Sharp’n Witty”
“Make sure you do Ms. Trouble Magnet”
And with that, the two went back inside...
...The warmth of their breaths being the only sign they were ever their on the balcony to lament.
A/N - So to clarify, I decided to post 1 prequel and I’ll be posting a sequel (which will be posted in December) before the grand angsty finale in January because even I wanna get something out to satisfy my brainrotting.
As usual if you wanna be tagged in the next release just reply to this post and I’ll make sure to tag and notify y’all.
The Snapping (the fic this post follows)
What if MC’s Heredity was wrong (just an idea/thought)
Realization before Reconciliation
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Love You Like I Can
Hinata, Kenma, Tendou when their darling finally breaks up with their s/o.
Hinata Shouyou x Reader
Kozume Kenma x Reader
Tendou Satori x Reader
Anon, I apologize, I kinda branched off into something much darker than you maybe intended,,,,,, I couldn’t help myself/still can’t believe I wrote this LOL........ For those wondering what my Feitan writings are like, it is like this but much worse,,,,, sigh. Also! Please let me know if I forgot to tag a tw, I think I got it all,,,,
SMUT // NSFW
TW : heavy implications of yandere themes, stalking, kidnapping, sadistic/masochist behavior, dubcon (kinda),,,
Take this into consideration before you read ^^^
WC- 2,171
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Hinata Shouyou
Do you know Yoosung from Mystic Messenger,,,, LOL I think you guys know where I am going with this,,, Yoosung is the same type of yandere that Hinata would be like…. In this situation/in my mind
Hinata is so sweet and pure that it almost seems unreal for him to be possessive and protective,,,, not to mention obsessive and controlling,,,, so you never see it coming
Pls, if he sees you talking to any guy that isn’t him ,,,,, or any person even,,,, I think he would get really riled up
He’d want to be with you always and be the only one that you’re thinking about….
Hinata just reminds me of that soft boy™ who would turn out to be a mf yandere type…..
Let’s say you go to Shiratorizawa and you know Hinata from volleyball,,, bc your s/o also plays volleyball. When word gets out that you and your s/o break up, Hinata would be the first to comfort you and would be so supportive with everything you do
Then it kinda goes to shit because one minute you’re drinking something and then the next you’re waking up in an unknown room that you’ve never seen before. You’re all tied up and can barely move, can barely focus on what is even in the room
When you finally wake up Hinata is so happy and he still has that exciting energy he always has,, he’s like ‘ah I’ve been waiting for ten hours and now you’re finally awake!!!!’ And if you try to ask like where you are and stuff, Hinata would just say some bs like ‘you’re with me?’
This mf,,,,, I feel like when he tortures you, he kinda twists it into a way that it makes it seem like he is doing it for your own benefit. Like him carving his initials into your skin is to protect you and for everyone to know who you belong to, that sorta thing
Hinata would put all his energy into showing you why you belong with him, why you two need to be together, he’d probably punish you for not seeing it sooner and that’s where the angry sex comes in….
“Didn’t you know I was there for you all along?” Hinata asks curiously, still thrusting three of his fingers inside of you while ignoring the muffled whines and cries that leave your lips. “Why did it take you so long to come to me?” He continues to ask, a frown taking up his face as he voices his thoughts. His fingers inside of you once brought pleasure but now they are bringing pain, he has made you cum five times and has not once stopped. Your walls are feeling so stretched and every touch to your clit feels like you’re being shocked with electricity, it hurts. “Don’t you realize how much I love you? Why not me? Am I not good enough for you?”
His orange hair dips as his frustration oozes out of him and he flicks his wrist as he curls his fingers inside of you, dragging along your walls to find that one spot.
“You’re all mine now, I don’t have to worry anymore, right?” He growls and stares at you, his eyebrows furrowed and the dark look on his face makes him look unrecognizable.
“You don’t have to worry anymore, Shouyo-“ You cry, and your back arches into the air as he finally drags his fingers along that spot.
“Good, good.” He sighs happily and uses his other hand to rub your clit with four of his fingers. “I love you (Y/N), I love you so much and now you’re all mine!”
Hinata’s eyes light up with need as he stares at your swollen clit getting tortured underneath his fingers, his mouth waters at the sight of your cum spilling down his wrist. Hinata sticks his tongue out of his mouth in concentration as he repeatedly snaps his wrist to thrust his curled fingers along your walls and his mouth drops out when you squirt all over him.
“You must love me so much, don’t you (Y/N)?” Hinata asks you and you don’t have the nerve to tell him that you hadn’t just cum, not when he is like this. His orange hair dips once again between your thighs as he mutters to himself. “It is so obvious, how did I never notice before.”
Kozume Kenma
Now,,, with Kenma….. I think his feelings would be really dormant for a while,,,, like he would always have these obsessive tendencies with you but he would be able to control it and hide it
He’d become your friend and gain your trust,,, then stick cameras in your room when you’re not watching so then he can always know what you’re doing
Kenma is the type where your friends would joke about him having a little crush on you and you’d all laugh it off but in reality,,, Kenma is obsessed with you…. He doesn’t simply have a crush on you,,, he is in love with you
And as soon as you break up with your s/o, all his restraint will fly out the window. He will have zero problems taking you back to his own apartment/room and keep you there,,,,, Kenma does this in a way so that it makes you think you have control over the situation like you’re going to his place because you want to
He kinda reminds me of 707 type yandere you know? I don’t know why I keep referring to mystic messenger character but it helps me write this so….
Kenma won’t pay any attention to you or give you any attention but just simply having you in the same room as him makes him feel calmer, he lets you talk or rant for as long as you like,,, he is very manipulative with this whole thing
However, when Kenma finally has enough of you talking about your stupid ex s/o that he cannot stand ,,,, he will shut you up
Cue him kissing you and shit~,,, this will go from 0 to 100 real quick like what you think is your ‘friend’ trying to make you feel better will turn into Kenma’s dormant feelings exploding with every touch
All his previous feelings of rejection and just an obsessive need to make you his will surface,,, but he does it in such a way that it isn’t that intense and you’re into it…… even if he has an entire closet filled with sex toys that he wants to use on you
Kenma will leave physical marks on you….. You’re not coming out of this the same, no, he has a hold on you now and he is never going to let go
“Kenma!” You cry out as his slender cock rubs along your walls, his arms tighten around you and you moan again at the feeling of his warm skin.
“I can fuck you so much better than they could,” He whispers into your ear as he twists your leg up into an odd angle, one that makes it easier for him to dive deeper into you but also makes your muscle scream in pain.
“W-what?” You ask, unable to focus on what Kenma is saying due to heat taking over your body.
“You never moaned like this with them before,” Kenma mentally notes and begins to bite down on your neck, letting his thin hair tickle your jaw. “I’m going to show you how much I care about you.”
You can only nod at his words, even if you have zero clues what he is saying, it doesn’t really matter when he’s fucking you this good. It’s like you can’t even remember your own name.
“You like that, don’t you?” He coos in amazement and tests his theory as he sits up on the back of his calves, holding you up by your waist with your legs draped over his shoulders, practically fucking you upside down. This new angle makes you feel everything, and the gravitational pull on your breasts makes you grab onto them which brings a new wave of pleasure.
“Oh, Kenma I’ve never been fucked like this before,” You mewl happily and take pleasure in the way he is quite literally rearranging your guts. Kenma smirks to himself and digs his nails into your waist, watching as you wince slightly.
“I know, I know.” He mutters quietly and continues to smack his hips into your ass, watching with heavily lust-filled eyes at the way you squirm at the sting. “What kind of filthy whore likes this kind of play?” Kenma wonders in amusement, the deep crescent moon shapes are left into your skin by his nails and Kenma starts to wonder what exactly else he can get away with you.
Tendou Satori
Tendou,,,, ah,,, I kept thinking about this one for a while……
He would somehow always be able to keep tabs on you,,, even if you’re not really friends and if you go to different schools. Whether it be that he just always keeps himself updated on your social media or hears a lot about you,
Any aspect of your life… Tendou will somehow know about it without you even realizing it… He also is very attentive with your s/o too and always keeps tabs on them as well and very soon it turns into an obsession like Tendou has to have you
Tendou wants you so badly and all to himself, to the point that he can’t hold himself back and he needs to talk to you
Even if you go to different schools Tendou will coincidentally run into you, it is so perfect that you’d never expect that every minor detail was planned, and he slowly builds up your friendship from there
Tendou seems like the type to be very clingy and always touching you but not to the point where you’re weirded out by it,,,, he does it in a way that you genuinely come to like…. You and your s/o probably break up because of Tendou
I feel like Tendou would manipulate his actions so that you genuinely fall for him,,,, which works perfectly for him because now he has you all to himself
It’s like a flip is switched and Tendou goes from your caring friend to the possessive person he is, all his feelings come pouring out and he can’t help the way he treats you
I feel like when you cry it turns him on so he wants to see your tears when he fucks you,,,, Tendou plans everything he does and manipulates every aspect so you start to enjoy it and you think it is just some hot sex when really….. it is just Tendou showing you everything he feels for you
You are literally his after this,,,, Tendou is not going to let you go,,,, and you wouldn’t want it any other way
Your elbows give out after a particularly hard thrust and you fall face-first into the mattress. Tendou grins and cockily rolls his shoulders back before pressing on the back of your head with his palm to shove your face into the sheets. You can barely fucking breathe but with the way Tendou is slapping his hips into your ass and the way his balls are deliciously slamming into your clit, you don’t care.
“You’ve always wanted my attention, haven’t you?” Tendou spits and narrows his eyes down at you. “You always wanted me to fuck you like this, I know how much you like me.” He throws out into the air and if you could nod, you would. “That little Seijoh boy can’t fuck you like this? Can he?” Tendou mocks and you moan loudly at his words. “If only he could see you now, see how good I am fucking you.”
Tendou brings his hand down to slap your ass, the arch in your back has your ass practically shoved into his face. His grin only widens when he sees how your ass jiggles for him and how each thrust has your tits slapping your face.
“Tell me I’m the biggest cock you’ve ever had.” He twists your hair around his fist and yanks your neck so that your face is slightly up again. You take in a deep breath of fresh air and whine loudly.
“Yes,” You cry and Tendou raises an eyebrow before slapping your ass again, laughing at the way tears fall down your face at the sting.
“Yes, what?” He asks darkly and places his had right against your spine, right above your ass before pressing down hard. The pressure makes you sob even harder and you whimper at the pain.
“You have the b-biggest cock I’ve ever had.” You repeat and relax into the sheets when he starts fucking you again, the fast pace is something you refuse to try and even keep up with so you lay against the sheets with your eyes closed.
“Don’t fall asleep on me now (Y/N), we aren’t even close to being done.”
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s-some hcs for miya twins sister (yn miya gang rise up✊🏻) dating suna👉🏻👈🏻 p-perhaps🥺
wow okay thank u for this now my brain will finally be drippin with big brain juice okay so here i go bois
u can’t tell if suna has a death wish or suna definitely has a death wish
like the twins are literally so protective of you
no opposite sex is allowed within .5 radius with u unless one of them is there
and to think suna had the balls to ask you out
so surprise surprise
y’all be dating in secret
tbh that just made the entire relationship with suna more exciting
so anywho
the twins start to notice how you always want to tag along to their practices n shit
when you used to hate waiting for them but now you literally ask them if they have practice
and at first they were touched and was all like: “awww our wittle sister wants to watch us play <333″
but in ur head ur just like: “bruh u fuckin wish. i’m just there to sit and look pretty while looking at my pretty bf u two dk abt <333″
so then they start noticing suna literally staring at u or sumn shit suna doesnt do on the daily
so they obviously get sus of suna
not u cs they love u and they think their sister is a pure angel
so they sit back and observe suna’s actions whenever you’re around vs when you’re not around
osamu: look at him... he looks so in to the game and he looks at y/n’s direction.. i don’t fuckin like it one bit
atsumu, rolling his sleeve: aight bro u know what it is
they approach their middle blocker bestie with the most intimidating face they could muster
“can i help you..?” suna eyes the twins cautiously
“what’s going on with you and our sister?” atsumu gets straight into the mf point
on the inside suna was in shambles
not that he’d admit it, but he’s lowkey scared of the twins when it comes to you
cs he obviously heard stories abt them u know... scaring the kids who want to ask you out away and shit
suna (in the tiniest voice): who?
but then their little act of being two intimidating big bros got cut off cs u walked towards them
“hi are we having a lil party here?” you asked as you joined their lil group
you and suna exchanged a small glance before messing around with your brothers + suna respectively
osamu gives suna a look that basically reads: “this isn’t over”
fast forward a couple of days later
the twins surprisingly had plans and left u alone in the house
so u know what that means ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
you invite suna over!!!
the first and probably the only date u two could ever have
(at the moment at least)
suna was a bit sus and wary over the whole thing like,, how and when tf do the twins have plans
but he still came over anyway
so y’all were in ur room n shit
watching netflix and all that funky shit
no netflix n chill up in here bois ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
just kidding there is netflix and chill
so y’all were kissing up in this bitch right
kiss kiss muah muah
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
then suddenly the front door slams open and cue the twins fighting over stupid shit
suna is once again.. in shambles
LIKE WHERE TF IS HE GONNA GO
THIS 6′1 BITCHASS CAN’T HIDE ANYWHERE WITHOUT THE TWINS SNIFFING HIM OUT
im dead
so anyway
“oi y/n we got you something to eat come down here!” osamu would yell
“coming!” you yell back as you tried to make urself as presentable as possible with suna in the bg just all panicky
then suna is like “thanks for the memories bae” like he was abt to die
oh yeah he is abt to die
then atsumu just CASUALLY barges in your room like it was nothing
“why are you taking so long- WHAT THE FUCK” atsumu just loses it
osamu comes running in cs he thinks his baby sister got murdered since atsumu just screamed in bloody murder but nah
“wha wha wha wha wah what-” - the twins
think of that lipstick in my valentino white bag when they say what
and u were on the brink of crying cs u think the twins dont want suna for u and they abt to force u to break up with him
and suna being the deadpan person himself just sighs and says: yeah im dating ur sister. so be it
the twins were like: :O like they couldnt say anything
when tbt to the time at the gym where they were ready to cuss him out
so they kinda stare at each other for a bit
u know,, twin telfatty n shit
and they suddenly nod their heads and say: “okay. we approve”
a fuckin miracle happend in ur room !! can u believe it ???
but they did sit suna down and basically presented a powerpoint presentation on the things they would do if suna ever thinks about hurting you in some shape way or form
“even if we’re bros from another hoe, our sister is literally no exception. we would burn the world for her so you better set your ass straight you slow starter bitchass lying ass i fucking hate you-” atsumu, frantically wiping his tears realizing his little sister is all grown up
osamu, trying to not cry listening to his brother: yeah suna... we fucking hate you
but fr deadass they have a whole list of possibilities on the things they’d do to suna (or anyone in general) who dare and hurt their lil sister: u
and u were just watching them like: 😬
you love ur bros,, u rlly do
overall,,,, its such a chaotic fun time
like ur a miya, ur life is already fun and chaotic with the twins around as your brothers
and the fact u’re dating suna?? their bestie?? even made it more fun
the end <3
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Oh no, that’s bad - B.C 02
pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader, social media au
summary: There weren’t many things that genuinely angered Bucky, in reality, it was a very small list of things; but he quickly discovered that your ex-fianceé was quickly climbing to get on top of that list with his stalking and that just was not gonna cut it on his - and Nat’s, watch.
request: Really love ontb!!!! I was wondering if one of the extra chapters would be Bucky confronting Daniel? - annon
word counting: 1.3K
chapter warnings: swearing, mentions of stalking, Bucky and Nat really are ready to murder a mf, kind of violence?, FLUFF?
MASTERLIST | ONTB MASTERLIST
a/n: I’M REALLY HAPPY I’M BACK IN WRITING? I REALLY MISSED IT AND EVERYONE IS BEING SO SWEET ABOUT IT AND IM- AKDKASNKJDAS FILLED WITH LOVE. This is set in chapter 17!
IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR EXTRA SCENES FOR ONTB, SEND ME AN ASK!
Despite his history and tragic backstory, Bucky considered himself a pretty chill guy. Not many things angered or upset him as people so often thought, sure; neo-nazis, the occasional aliens and someone eating his cereals could drop his mood, but besides that and Steve’s reckless nature, nothing really made him want to punch something. That was, before he heard about Daniel.
Your stupid, ugly, bitch-ass, motherfucking ex-fianceé. Not only had him wronged you in ways Bucky thought he’d punish himself for eternity had him caused you that much pain, but that shit-head still had the audacity of interrupting your date and - worst of all, call himself your fianceé! Sure, when it happened Bucky was too dumbstruck to actually drop-kick him to the ground, especially with the fact that until that moment, he had never heard about Daniel.
It had been a few days ever since that new-found knowledge, and even though he was ready to steal the guy’s kneecaps, James couldn’t exactly use the excuse of the guy having messed up in the past to get bail from the government after attacking a civilian.
That was until he found a reason to.
“What did you just say to me?” He growled, mug shattering on his grip at the words that he heard coming out of Nat’s mouth. Bucky must have heard it wrong, there was no way the guy had the balls to harass you after seeing you with him.
“Exactly what you heard, we are going to have a little chat with that stalking Сукин сын.” She hissed, arms crossing over her chest and face set in serious lines as she watched his nose flare in anger and the way his metal hand clenched in a fist, Steve still watching the interaction unfazed, eyeing the pieces of porcelain and hot coffee his friend didn’t bother to avoid whilst straightened his posture and turning completely to the redhead in the kitchen.
“Has he talked to her?” Bucky’s eyes squinted when he questioned, voice coming out in a hiss between his gritted teeth.
“Peter didn’t tell me, he only said he’s seen him following her and hanging around her apartment.”
“Reason enough to split him in fucking half.” Steve’s brows shot up at Nat’s smile with Bucky’s statement.
“Maybe consider not killing him?” Both heads whipped his way, two sets of eyes glaring daggers at his skull; Steve raised his hands in surrender “I’m not saying to not scare the guy, but maybe don’t give the government reason to lock you both out?”
“Since when do you care about the government?” He chuckled at Bucky’s words, taking one last gulp before shrugging his shoulders.
“Okay, kill the guy and get arrested, I’ll be sure to offer Y/N my… attention in such time of loneliness.” He smirked, walking out to hear Nat’s laugh at Bucky’s annoyed huffs. “And remember you’re out in a mission tonight!”
“You’re getting too cocky, punk!” Bucky huffed one last time before turning to Nat, who was still waiting for his response, “Let me put on my gear, we’re gonna have a little… chat with Daniel.”
Even after texting you, mouth frowning at having to turn down your offer of talk before his week-long mission, Bucky still felt the rage bubbling inside him. Not even you calling him baby could put down the flaming anger at learning that Daniel had indeed talked to you on your way to work.
It was almost blinding, something coming from deep within his guts, it wasn’t like the anger he felt while on the field, or the one that knocked him when Steve got hurt, not even like the one the felt of himself when he woke up from the nightmares filled with the memories of his doings.
No, what he felt… It was as if Bucky could pull it out of his chest and turn it into a weapon, he felt that even after he screamed for hours and trashed hundreds of sandbags, it would still be burning his insides.
And the more he thought about Daniel’s dirty hands wrapping around your arm, the heavier his stomps grew. Natasha wasn’t much different than him, her neck and chest red in barely contained anger even whilst her face failed to show any emotion.
“Don’t let me kill him.” Nat tilted her head at her friend’s hiss before turning to the opening elevator doors, they ignored the old lady who was very much scowling at them for the mud tracks they left on their way to the badly painted door. Three rough knocks were enough to get the door to open briskly; the man was clearly waiting someone else by the way he deflated at the realization there was one more person than what he expected.
Daniel’s eyes trailed up Bucky’s gear boots before slowly and fearfully setting them on his scowling face.
“Remember me?” Was all Daniel heard before Natasha shoved him inside, Bucky trailing behind whilst she grabbed the reason for the visit by his shirt and slammed him in the nearest wall while James closed the door behind him.
“Wha- What the hell?!”
“Shut up.” She hissed, ignoring his gasps for air when her forearm found its way to block his airways.
“See, Daniel. A little spider told us you’ve been lurking around Y/N these past days, even going as far as talking to her.” Bucky started, looking around the apartment before turning to the gasping men “But that won’t cut it.”
“So- What?! She’s my fianceé! It’s my right!” Natasha laughed, grabbing him again and tossing him Bucky’s way as if he weighed less than a ragdoll, Daniel gulped when the other men grabbed his shoulder, a snarl on his face after hearing his excuse.
“Wrong, she’s my girlfriend.” Daniel looked over his shoulder to the Black Widow, between her cold face and the metal hand that wrapped itself on the back of his neck to get his eyes back on the men in front of him, it was enough to have him shaking on the spot. “And we’ll only warn you once, if Y/N says she thought she saw you anywhere, we’ll come back. If Y/N says she thought she heard your voice in a fucking whisper, we’ll come back. Hell, if she thought she caught a whiff of your disgusting scent, we’ll come back. And believe me when I say, nobody would ever know what the fuck happened to you.” Bucky leaned back, smiling calmly whilst straightening Daniel’s shirt, mockingly getting rid of the wrinkles their rough pushes had caused.
“You’ll beg for death after I’m done with you, Mr. Nelson. And you still won’t get it.” Daniel almost jumped out of his bones at Natasha’s hiss on his ear, not hearing when she had reached him. “Remember that before you even think about Y/N again.”
They smiled gently at him one last time before leaving; Bucky was able to control himself until they reached outside the apartment building, his hand connecting with the side of it in a burst, Nat narrowly avoided the pieces of concrete that flew her way at the impact.
“Did you fucking hear him? His right? As if she’s some fucking piece of meat?” His words came out in a growl, breathing heavily and trying to restrain his body from walking up all the way to keep his words of splitting that asshole in half.
“C’mon let’s get out before you do something you regret.” Bucky sighed, letting Natasha drag him to her car, hands opening and closing before he gave one last look the way of Daniel’s window, a smirk growing on his lips when he saw the way the man was still trembling and sweating, watching them get in their car. “So… girlfriend huh? Does Y/N know that?” She snickered at his blushing cheeks, brows wiggling when he met her teasing smile. He huffed out an embarrassed laugh while sinking on his seat and mumbling:
“Shut up.”
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Hot girl shit (SMUT)
Dabi x F!reader (NSFW/PWP)
Basically y’all was at the cookout fucking shit up then went to the club and fucked shit up then went home a fucked shit up this shit just pure filth ngl
Also I didn’t proof read all of it so if you see a mistake, you didnt😃❤️
Today was the day, you were finally finna introduce dabi to ya family at the cookout. You already knew the first rule, don’t. Bring. A. Random. To. The. Cookout. Nobody knew who dabi was, and ole dude looked like walking beef jerky. Fair to say, you were scared as every morsel of the FUCK, because you know them aunties and cousins be talking mad shit for no damn reason. Dabi seemed way more relaxed than you did, honestly, a little too relaxed. “Shiiii doll, you’re so tense and for what?” He smirked “you need some dick to calm you down baby? I’d be down to fuck right here...” He said as he grabbed your waist. “Can you have some fucking tact? I just KNOW they finna eat you up as soon as you walk in the damn back yard.” you snarled as you pulled his hand from your waist. “I know you’re not catching an attitude with me y/n... keep that same energy when you’re screaming my name tonight doll.” You and dabi haven’t had sex for over three weeks, because of y’all’s schedule. You could tell he was a little, ahem... pent up.
“We’re here.” You told him as you two walked into the back yard. Immediately all eyes was turned on you and ya boyfriend. All the little kids ran up to dabi, “are you a zombie?” They asked “y’all don’t be asking them dumb ass questions.” You snapped back. “Maybe I am a zombie...” dabi said as he growled at them. You laughed, but that smile faded as you saw Stephanie, candy, and Alexis. They be the main ones talking shit for absolutely no reason. “Girlllll you see y/n’s man?” Stephanie whispered “right, what kinda extraterrestrial ass being” candy giggled. “Y’all know she always go for the crazy niggas, lemme go talk to her and see what’s up...” Alexis said as she appropached you and your boyfriend. Dabi shrugged these comments off, he was used to this type shit, but you were fuming. “Girllll you can do so much better, it’s the beef jerky skin fa me.” She muttered “Girl and it’s the stiff ass wig fa me, if you don’t get tf miss concrete lace🙄” You snapped back. “Dammnnn baby, you ate that.” Dabi chuckled as y’all walked away to go greet the rest of the family.
Overall, the cookout went well. Your family was pretty accepting of dabi despite his appearance, he looked like he really loved you, and was willing to protect you. He helped your uncle out on the grill with his flames, and played freeze tag with ya little cousins. Your grandma was forcing dabi to get another plate because he was ‘too skinny’, and he did exactly that even though he was full, because he adored your grandma.
Red nose by Sage the Gemini came on, and you already knew what that meant. Time. To. Throw. It. Tf. Back. Dabi was in the backyard with his shirt off, cuz it was hot asf in this bitch. The same cousins that were talking shit were the same ones eyeing him tf down like he was some sort of meal. You peeped this, and decided to make them regret they ever said shit. You came up to your mans, and did what you had to do. Throw that ass all up on him, and you already KNOW he caught that shit. Y’all was lowkey messy with it, your booty was all up on him and his hand were on your lower back swerving tf outta that shit. You felt something poke in between your ass, and you knew it couldn’t just be his belt buckle because dabi is ahem... above average. Ah, he was hard. Really hard. Who knew he would get all bricked up from you throwing it back on him. He leaned down and whispered in your ear, while his hands rested on ur hips, “shiiiiitt baby, you got a guest room in this house we could sneak off to doll face? I wanna fuck you real good...” to say you were just wet from his words was definitely an understatement, since you two haven’t had any action lately, you were literally turned on from just looking at him. “Yea we do, but haven’t you been pent up for the past couple of weeks? You sure you’re not finna nut when you put the tip in?” You said teasingly. “Don’t play with me y/n, or that pretty throat of yours is gonna be stuffed with my cock.” The tone of his voice was nearly feral, it’s not like you could say no anyways, and you wanted it as bad as he did.
You led dabi by hand to the guest bedroom of your childhood home. Once you locked the door you turned around, and that mf stuck his tongue right down your throat. “Don’t ever catch an attitude with me again, okay slut?” he said as he pulled away. “Or what? What are you gon do?” You knew your words would entice the exact reaction you wanted from him. Dabi smirked as he sat on the edge of the bed. “C’mere dollface... And get on your fucking knees.” You did exactly what he told you to. You undid his belt and freed his dick. That shit was throbbing and leaking pre cum at the tip. You grabbed a hold of it and he let out a small groan. You started to stroke it up and down while licking the tip. “Fuuckkk baby... yea... mm just like that... be a good girl for me and suck this cock real good ok?” He managed to get out under his low groans. You took half of his length in your mouth and began sucking. Dabi threw his head back while his hands rested behind him, gripping the sheets. “Fuck fuck fuck fuckkk... mm..cmon, I know you can take all of it you fucking slut...” you were going at a frustratingly slow pace for dabi, it was taking all his willpower not to grab your head and slam his cock down your throat. He pulled your head off his dick and stood up. Dabi grabbed your chin with his forefingers and stuck his thumb in your mouth then twirled it around your tongue. “You were doing that on purpose weren’t you? You fucking bitch... open wide.” You gagged as he stuck his entire length down your down your throat. He started thrusting at an inhuman pace, while his hands made its way to the back of your head. “When... fuck...nngh.. when I say don’t... haa... when I say don’t catch an attitude... with me...FUCK.. don’t catch a fucking attitude... alright?... mm fuck...” just as he was about to cum, someone knocked at the door and you quickly pulled off of him “shit.” You said fixing your clothes and heading to answer the door. It was Alexis. “Y/n, girl, wtf are y’all doing in here? Granny said y’all had to come and get more food.” Alexis knew EXACTLY what she was interrupting. “Uhm fuck, we’ll be down there in a minute... just give us a second, we leaving soon anyways” you sighed.
Y/n - “Let’s go dabi.”
Dabi - “What the fuck? You’re not just gonna leave me like this.”
Y/n - “I don’t have a choice baby, it’s granny, never play with granny’s time.”
Dabi - “Y/n you’re really pissing me the fuck off.”
Y/n - “Okay? and I don’t give a fuck, now tuck your dick in your pants or sum.”
Dabi - “Are you fucking dumb? I can’t hide this shit.”
Y/n - “Well try to baby, please for me”
Dabi - “Fuck, whatever let’s just go home.”
You and your boyfriend said goodbye to everyone at the cookout after grabbing one last plate. Dabi was clearly pissed, and honestly, you had more than enough time to finish him off, but you loved making him mad because that angry sex always hit different. As you two reached your shared apartment, dabi did not hesitate to pick you up and and carry you to the bedroom, roughly slamming you on the bed and letting his tongue explore your mouth. He slide his hands into your pants and felt your dripping essence through your panties. “You were talking all that shit and you were this wet doll? Just from sucking me off? You realize how much of a fucking whore you are right?” You moaned at his words. “Fuck... w-wait dabi, I wanna go somewhere tonight.”
Dabi - “Hm? We can go after you cum on daddy’s dick doll.”
Y/n - “Nooo, we have to go right now if we want the entree fee to be cheaper.”
Dabi - “Entree fee? Where the fuck do you wanna go?”
Y/n. - “Club Jurmane. please baby please can we go, I’ll do whatever you want when we get home”
Dabi - “Club Jurmane? That ghetto ass club on Sukazoki Avenue?
Y/n - “yes that club”
Dabi- “Fine, go get dressed and let’s go”
Even tho he was pissed at you and still semi-hard, he could never say no to you. Honestly, you’re the only person he’s loved in a really long fucking time.
Dabi was waiting on the couch in black jeans and a turtle neck with a chain as you walked outside the bedroom in a small, thin, and short red dress. “You look like a fucking stripper” was the first thing that came out of his mouth, and “..but it’s sexy dollface.” Was the second “that’s what I thought baby~ now let’s gooo”
9:45- at club Jurmane
You two walked in and it smelled like ass, weed, and Hennessy. Strippers were dancing on the poles, dollar bills were scattered across the floor, everyone was shit faced, the music was bussin, and you were ready to get turnt tf up with your boo. “Baby let’s get some drinks at the bar~” you said as you ushered your boyfriend to take a few shots with you. You two were a little drunk before y’all even had any fun fr. You turned to your dabi and he was holding a blunt in his hand, clearly corssfaded.
Y/n - “Boy where in the fuck did yo ass get a blunt from”
Dabi - “Some random gave it to me, wanna hit babe?”
Y/n - “You shouldn’t accept drugs from strangers... gimme that shit🙄”
You smoked the rest of the blunt and now yo ass was cross faded too. Dabi grabbed your hand and dragged you to the dance floor. Your back was to his, “show me what that ass do dollface” and you did just that. No hands by Waka Flocka was playing, and yo ass was pressed up all on Dabi’s dick, and he was hard as shit. Sum about his girl shaking ass on him just got his spirit going, AND he’s been waiting to bust a nut all damn day.
Dabi - “hey y/n let’s go somewhere private okay doll?”
Y/n - “whatttt c’mon let’s dance a little mo-”
??? - “hey y/n! It’s been so long how are you”
Dabi - “who the fuck are you?”
Y/n - “keigo? Is that you? DAMN you’ve changed, ya know being number 2 hero n all”
Hawks - “I know, you’ve changed a lot too since highschool, still fine as hell tho. By the way, call me hawks in public.”
Dabi - “Yea she is, she’s also my girl”
Hawks - “ah I see... anyways y/n wanna dance? Maybe talk and catch up. You don’t have to though, I know sometimes dancing with your ex can be a little uncomfortable.”
Dabi - “nah, she won’t be danc-”
Y/n - “sure! I mean why tf not. It’s only uncomfortable if we make it.”
And with that, you and hawks were dancing, hanging out, talking, and lowkey flirting. Did you know what you were doing? Yes, yes you fucking did. Don’t get me wrong, you absolutely loved dabi with all your heart, and had no feelings for hawks whatsoever, but you just loved to see that possessive and jealous side of your boyfriend. While mid conversation with hawks, you felt a firm grip on your wrist. “What the fuck do you think your doing doll?” Dabi said through gritted teeth. “what am I not allowed to talk to another person with a dick?” You snapped back. “Not when he’s your ex, and he’s clearly tryna make a move on you. Get the fuck up, we’re leaving.” your boyfriend literally picked you up, and flung you over his shoulder. “Dabi what in the actual fuck, if you don’t put me tf down.” He kicked open the club bathroom door and brought you into a stall.
Dabi - “Turn around and put your hands on the toilet tank.”
Y/n - “No wtf that shit dirty as a bitch”
Dabi grabbed your neck and brought himself to your ear “can’t you just be a good girl for daddy? Huh doll? I’m dying to fuck you..” you turned around and listened to what your boyfriend said. “Good girl...” he said as you heard him unbuckle his belt. His hands brought up your dress and pulled your panties down to the middle of your thighs. He rubbed his fingers along your folds. “Did you get this wet from talking to that fucking bird huh?” You whimpered and shook your head no “o-only for you daddy...” he took his member out of his jeans and slowly sheathed it into your dripping hole. “F-fuuckkkk doll... so damn tight...” he groaned, slowly thrusting into you. He started picking up his pace, giving you them hard, fast, deep, thrusts. “Aah.. fuck.. can’t believe you made me...mm.. wait all day for this pussy doll.” Your mind was going hazy, and your moans were getting uncontrollably loud. “D-dabi, what if someone- aah.. what if someone comes.. haa.. comes inside.” You barely managed to get your words out. Dabi landed a sharp smack on your ass “let them...let them hear who’s making you feel this fucking good dollface.” His words made you clamped around his dick. “Fuck yeaaa... you like that shit? You like when I talk to you like a fucking slut?” You kept getting wetter and wetter. “Y-yes daddy!” Yo ass YELLED that shit. Dabi smacked your ass once more, “cum for daddy doll, show me how fucking good you feel.” He then spread ur ass cheeks out, and slipped his thumb into your tight puckered hole “A-ah Dabi... wtf” you yelled. “You think... fuck... my dick... mm... could fit in here dollface?” He managed to say under his groans. You could tell he was close from the way his dick was twitching inside of you. “F-fuck... I don’t know dabi.” You could feel your orgasm creeping up on you, and you started to clench around him. “Shii.. are you close slut? C’mon cum, cum for daddy..” you came exactly when he told you to while yelling his name. He didn’t stop though, he kept ramming into you even after your orgasm hit, making you shake from the overstimulation. Dabi’s thrusts became erratic, you could tell he was about to cum. “F-Fuck... doll... nngh I’m gonna cum... fuck fuck FUCK.. I’m...cumming...” he gripped ur hips tightly as he came. You felt his hands heat up slightly as he moaned, releasing his thick, creamy cum inside you. Dabi pulled out, but he was still hard. “W-why are you still hard...” you said as you tried to get up. He smacked your ass hard asf “get back down slut, I’m not done with you.” Dabi used his cum from your pussy to lube up your asshole, you whined at the feeling of his fingers violating ur tigh hole. He spread your ass cheeks out and started teasing your hole with the tip of his dick. “W-wait you cant just put your dick in like that-” you felt dabi push the tip in, and you instinctively tried to push it out because of the unfamiliar feeling. “Fuck- dabi that fucking hurts.”
Dabi - “If you don’t relax it’s gonna hurt even more doll..”
Dabi pushed the rest of his member into you ass, and it reached deep inside you. “Fuuckkk... you. Look at you.. my pretty little cum sleeve. You say it hurts but you’re squeezing me so. Damn. Tight. I’m gonna cum again doll..” tears started to stream down your face from the mixture of pain and pleasure you were feeling. “Aw, look at my pretty slut crying, you like this shit don’t you? You like feeling my dick reach deep inside... you’d bend over for that short ass winged bastard again like the fucking whore you are wouldn’t you?” You shook your head no, barely being able to form a coherent sentence. “Fuck doll... your pretty, little, tight ass feels so fucking good.” He groaned, picking up the paste of his thrusts. It still fucking hurt but you liked the balance of the pain mixed in with the pleasure. His thrust became erratic again, he was about to cum for the second time tonight. “Don’t c-cum inside.”
“Huh? If I want to cum in your ass, I’ll come in your ass. Don’t tell me what the fuck to do.”
You felt Dabi’s hot cum fill up your ass, while his deck left your anus. He used his finger to scoop back and cum that dripped out of your holes and put them back inside. He pulled up your panties, and pulled your dress back down then smacked your ass once more “make sure you keep my cum inside you like a good girl? Mmk babe?”
Y/n - “It’s gonna drip down my fucking leg..”
Dabi - “Good.”
When you and dabi walked out the bathroom hawks immediately ran up to you and your boyfriend, taking note of your disheveled dress, teary face, and limp.
Hawks - “y/n what the hell happened? Are you okay?!”
Y/n - “I-I’m okay fr.”
Hawks - “what the fuck did you do to her?”
Dabi - “none of your fucking business Tory Lanez.”
Hawks took note of the white substance dripping down your leg. He put two and two together, and realized what actually just happened in that bathroom.
Hawks - “dude.. your fucking disgusting you know that? y/n deserves better than you.”
Dabi - “oh yea? And you ain’t even 5 feet yet so wassup?”
Dabi started to close the distance between him and hawks, blue flames escaping his hands.
Y/n - “dabi dont-”
Dabi - “nah since his bum ass seems to know everything about our relationship, lemme run his shit up.”
Hawks - “I mean you can fucking try it, fuck I look like losing to a walking piece of beef jerky”
Y/n - “BOTH OF YALL CALM TF DOWN. Hawks don’t come for MY mfing man and Dabi you’re doing way too much let’s just go home okay baby?”
Dabi & hawks - “fine...”
You and dabi reached y’all’s shared apartment, and made way to the bedroom, both of you on the bed.
Dabi - “You shoulda let me beat his ass”
Y/n - “Boyyyy, I wanted to, but I didn’t wanna get my my membership revoked, or the popo pulling up.”
Dabi - “Whatever you shouldn’t have hung out with him, or even let him touch you anyways.”
Y/n - “Awww was my little baby jealous?”
Dabi - “Yes I was fucking jealous. You’re mine.”
Y/n - “As I should be, period”
Dabi - “PeRiOd”
Y/n - “Don’t mock me-”
Dabi - “Hey doll.. you said you’d do anything if we went to that dumb club right?”
Y/n - “Yea... watchu tryna do?”
Dabi - “Stay here doll.”
Dabi left the bedroom and returned with some red rope.
Dabi - “Strip.”
Y/n - “What? Don’t tell me you wanna go again. We fucked twice already and I’m sore as fuck, lets just go to bed.”
Dabi - “I said strip.”
Y/n - “Make me, daddy.”
He grabbed your throat squeezing just enough to make you slightly light headed. “Can you stop acting like a slut for just one second, and do what I fucking say?” He let go of your throat, and you stripped head to toe. “Get back on the bed doll face.” Dabi took your hands above your head and tied them to the headboard. He then took each of your ankles, spread your legs out as far as they could go, and tied each of your feet to the headboard as well. He went into the closet and brought out a vibrating dildo.
Y/n - “so you’re just finna tease me with a dildo that vibrates? Whewww, scary, shiver me timbers...”
Dabi- “patience, baby...by the way the safe word is pumpkin.”
He sat on the bed and brought his face right up next to your pussy. His cum was still leaking out both your holes. He stuck out his tongue and licked your booty hole all the way up to the top of your throbbing clit. “D-dabi-” You whimpered out. “Our juices taste good mixed together doll.” He took the dildo and put the setting on low before slowly sliding it into your cum filled hole. Dabi got up off the bed and started walking towards the door.
Y/n - “Dabi what the fuck? You just finna leave?”
Dabi - “I’ll be back in a few, be patient and wait for daddy, alright?”
—————————30 minutes later————————
you heard the bedroom door creak open, it was dabi and he had a giant box... of sex toys. There was every possible adult toy in there you can imagine. Dildos, vibrators, anal beads, butt plugs, you name it. He put the box on the floor, and sat at th edge of the bed where you where all tied up at. Honestly, at this point you were worn out and tired, ready to pass tf out, but dabi didn’t finish having his fun with you yet.
Y/n - “dabi p-please take it out... I want your dick not this toy...”
Dabi - “did you cum?”
Y/n - “no.. the vibrations were too low..”
Dabi - “good... you’ll only cum when I tell you to, alright?”
Y/n - “and if I don’t?”
Dabi - “You’ll be punished of course.”
Dabi crawled onto the bed and put his crotch level headed with your mouth. He unbuckled and unzipped his pants freeing his cock. There was already Pre-cum leaking from the tip and he smothered it all over your face. “Suck.” He said with a stern voice. You shook your head, “no.” Dabi slapped you across the face, leaving a sharp, stinging, sensation behind. “You’re not in a position to deny me doll.” Honestly, that slap hurt so fucking good. You opened your mouth obediently, as he slipped his cock into your mouth while his hands rested on the headboard. He thrusted into your mouth so roughly and deeply you could feel that shit go up and down your throat, you were gagging all teary eyed. “Fuck yea... you suck my dick so good...” dabi groaned as he threw his back. “Shit, baby... yea keep sucking... ima cum soon..” he thrusted into your mouth a few more times before shooting hot spurts of his cum down ya throat. He pulled out and tucked his cock back into his pants before reaching under the bed and grabbing his pistol. “Since you sucked me off like a good fucking slut, lemme reward you baby.” He said as he teased your wet folds with his gun. “I know yo ass is NOT about to shove a gun up me.” You were scared but lowkey curious as to how it felt “relaaax, I cleaned it before hand, trust me baby. I know how to make you feel good. Don’t you dare cum on it though, you only cum on my cock.” Dabi pushed the head of the gun in your dripping cunt slowly. The cold rigged feeling of the metal felt so fucking good against your tight walls. You let out a moan and tried to arch your back best you could under your restraints. “F-fuck dabi..” you let out a shaky moan. “You like that shit? Fuckkk baby, you’re just swallowing that gun up huh? Does it feel better than my cock? You would take anything up this pretty little pussy wouldn’t you slut?” He started to fuck you with the gun rough and hard. You were about to cum from the gun plus the 30 minutes of low-dildo vibrations you received. You felt your orgasm crashing down on you as you moaned loudly. “You really came from that y/n? I thought I told you not to cum unless on my cock you dirty bitch.” Dabi pulled the gun out of you, covered in your juices and his cum.
Y/n - “what the fuck was I suppose to do? I couldn’t hold that shit it.”
Dabi - “I’ll have to punish you for that doll.”
Dabi untied your hands and feet from the headboard he sat at the edge of the bed and signaled for you to come lay on his lap. “Lay on your stomach doll, ass out.” You did exactly that, he had you on your stomach layed out for him. You felt his hand come down and land a sharp, hard smack on your ass. “Count them”
Dabi - “That was one.”
He landed another smack
Y/n - “t-two”
And another
Y/n - “ah! T-three”
Another
Y/n - “four-”
And one last spank
Y/n - “f-five.”
Dabi - “if you come without my permission one more time it’ll be another five spanks, got it doll?”
Y/n - “yes daddy...”
Dabi - “good girl.”
You sat up and straddled Dabi’s waist, wrapping your legs around him. He reached down into the box and grabbed a vibrating butt plug. Dabi lifted you up and started walking towards the door “where the fuck are we going now?” You asked as he carried you out of the room. “To the bathroom baby, I want you to see how slutty you look when I fuck you.” When you two reached the bathroom he set you down in front of the sink with your back turned to his front. You let your arms rest on the bathroom counter, and bent down for him to have easy access. He pulled out his semi-hard cock and lazily jerked it a few times before rubbing the tip along ur folds. He slid in with one quick thrust, and you moaned loudly. “Shit..No matter how hard I... fuck you... you’re always... so.. fuck haa.. so damn t-tight. Shit.” Your head was buried in your arms as dabi thrusted into you. He grabbed your neck and made you look in the mirror as he railed you senseless. “Fuck doll.. look how pretty you are taking my cock like this. My good fucking girl.” He stuck his fingers in your mouth to lube them up, then brough them down to your asshole. He slid his fingers in and out of your puckered hole to make sure it was wet enough. He grabbed the butt plug and sheathed it into your ass, turning the vibration all the way up. “F-fuck dabi, it’s too m-much, I can’t take it-”
“You can and you will.”
He fuck you so roughly yo could hardly think, let alone make coherent sentences “tell me how fucking good I make you feel. Who’s the only one that has you screaming like this baby.” You really wanted to answer him but all you was able to let out was a slurred “nnn”
“Aww, did I fuck you stupid y/n? Fuck you so good you can’t even talk anymore? My pretty little dumb slut.” His words had you squeezing him tightly, bringing on another orgasm. You felt his dick twitching in you as well. “C’mon y/n cum for me baby, cum on daddy’s dick, I know you have another one in you.” you came at the same time as him. Your tight walls milking his straining cock.
Y/n - “baby...we done? So tired...”
Dabi - “fuck are you talking about? We’re going all night.”
Dabi fucked you over every flat surface in that apartment. The kitchen counter, the living room couch, over tha damn balcony (which was terrify, yo ass almost fell over the ledge), even on the floor.
It was currently 3:29 A.M. in the morning, and you were riding dabi while your hands were handcuffed to your back. He had a glass of whiskey in one hand, and a cigarette in the other. “Yea... bounce in my dick just like that...mm... feels so fucking good.” He finished the rest of his whiskey, and put the glass down on the bedside table so he could rest his hand on your thigh. He grinned and spit in your face as you continued to bounce up and down on his cock. His saliva traveled down to your mouth and you licked that shit tf up. Dabi took his cigarette and put it out on your thigh
Y/n - “H-hurts”
Dabi - “you like it.”
Y/n - “...”
You felt yet another orgasm come up on you, but this time it felt different. Your head felt fuzzy and you body weak. Once you came you vision went blurry and you fainted onto Dabi’s chest.
Dabi - “oh shit.”
—————————————10:30 A.M.————————————
You slowly open to your face being nuzzled in Dabi’s chest
Dabi - “you’re finally awake doll”
Y/n - “what the fuck happened”
Dabi - “you passed out”
Y/n - “how could you fuck someone till they passed ou- ow my entire body fucking hurts, dabi what the fuck?, can you fucking calm down next time?”
Dabi - “you were the one who made me pissed”
Y/n - “boy bye... it wasn’t even that deep.”
Dabi - “not you tried to be on some hot girl summer shit...”
Y/n - “MOVE.”
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Fuck Thy Neighbor
I would like to preface this by saying that this is as whipped as it gets for me. I started this blog as a 5sos blog then it became a makeup/fashion blog up until I saw Black Panther. All I did was look up the BP tag on here but I fell into a rabbit hole that I’m all too happy to be stuck in. So yeah, here I am a few weeks later writing again. I deadass haven’t written anything in mf years but a bitch is inspired and horny so here y'all go. This 2.5K word mess is dedicated to @sweettea-and-honeybutter!!!
Erik Killmonger x WOC!Reader
Tags:SMUt (with plot), Power play, dub con, daddy kink, choking
The hot Oakland sun somehow found a way to beat down on you even though you were in your car. Being the broke college student you are you resorted to buying a mini fan for your car after the AC decided to quit its job. Unlike its job description, the fan didn’t create cool air to blow in your face instead it redistributed the hot air around you all over your face. Like a gift from the gods, you spotted a 7/11 roughly half a mile down the road, ‘if I’m going to die of heatstroke might as well do it with with a blue tongue,’ you thought to yourself. You’re nearly shaking with excitement as you pull some money out of your wallet and head to the store.
It doesn’t take long for you to mull over your choices before finally picking blue raspberry. With barely contained glee you hand money over to the cashier in exchange for the large Slurpee. It sounds exaggerated but you’d swear that after a few sips your life got better. The cold drink definitely made the 15-minute drive to the beauty supply store way more enjoyable. At last, you reach the grey building, you reach into the back seat for the bag of products you’d intended to return but you only find air. Realization dawns on you as remember that you’d set the bag down as you took a call from your mother earlier that morning. After contemplating for few moments you decide you’d be damned if you don’t your money back, you worked hard for that $21.58. With a switch shift in gears, you back out of the empty parking lot mentally cursing yourself for being forgetful and wasting your time.
Half an hour later you pull into your parking space with an exasperated sigh. You dash out of the car, slam the door and race to your front door which you find very conveniently locked. You instinctively pat your pockets even though you know full well that you put nothing in them but who’s to stop you from imagining the impossible. It then dawns on you that you’ve locked your phone and keys in your car. Unwilling to give up you jiggle the knob and bang and kick the door as if it’ll magically swing open or someone will open it up for you. This continues for several minutes until you hear a door open, you’re quick to assume your methods worked until you realize the door still hasn’t budged and your neighbor is looking at you from his doorway.
You wave at him and offer what you hope is a friendly smile, “Hi I’m your neighbor, I’m in a bit of trouble do you mind if I use your phone?”
He looks you up and down for a moment or two before replying “fuck I look like? Mother Teresa? I ain’t got favors to give out.”
You take a few steps toward him, trying to keep a friendly demeanor “I’m really sorry to bother you but I really need help, I locked my keys and phone in my car and I really need to get into my house.” A few seconds pass and his eyes are fixed on yours, void of all emotion. ‘Alright y/n time to turn on the waterworks ‘ you think to yourself, your lip trembles a bit and within seconds you allow fake tears to pool and fall from your eyes.
“Aye stop crying okay? Just come inside.” You can barely contain your joy as he opens the door wider and you step through the threshold.
The place is pretty bare, there are no pictures of anyone in sight but you stop yourself from making further observations. “So,” you draw out the ‘O’ awkwardly, “what about that phone call mm?”
That’s when he rolls his eyes, “I thought we already discussed this, I ain’t no Mother Teresa. If you want something from me you gotta do something for me first.”
The look on his face is a bit too menacing on his face to suggest that he wanted you to just vacuum or something. “Uh, I think I’ll just go,” you say hastily.
“Aight suit yourself,” he replies with a nonchalant shrug. A few seconds later you’re outside again stuck with nowhere to go. You resume your futile attempts to open a locked door with the will of a desperate woman. When that doesn’t work you try your luck on the car, that too has the same results as the door. There’s only one option left for you so you suck up your pride, march to his door and knock softly. You’re pretty sure he heard you even though he leaves you waiting for a minute or two. Finally, the door swings open and you step inside.
“Okay I take it back, I'll do anything! Please!"
He chuckles sizing you up, "good girl, what did you have in mind?" You stare right back at him as you take in his appearance. He wore a loose black long sleeve V-neck and some grey sweatpants that left little to the imagination. What did you have in mind? You'd kinda just hoped he was kidding and he'd let you make a phone call.
"Uh um ya know" you trailed off trying to ignore how stupid you must've sounded. You focus every cell in your body on being sexy as you step closer to him, “why don’t I just show you what I had in mind.” You keep your eyes locked on his while lightly grazing your hand on his bicep then gradually escalating to running it down his torso before stroking him through the thin fabric. You get on your knees in front of him and waste no time freeing his semi-hard cock from its restraints.
“What a fucking slut,” he says sounding amused. You ignore him and keep your attention on his dick. Taking your sweet time you lick the underside slowly and work your way to sucking just the tip. Before you knew it his palm smacked your cheek, leaving behind a stinging pain. “You’re going to have to do better than that ma.” Mouth still full of his cock you look up at him and nod.
This time you put much more focus and energy into pleasing him. You bob your head enthusiastically while stroking whatever you can’t fit into your mouth. “You look so good on your knees shawty. Sucking me off like your life depends on it.” You preen at the praise feeling yourself getting moist in your panties. His moans and grunts do nothing but egg you on as you take him farther and farther down your throat until your eyes water. That’s when he grabs your hair and starts facefucking you, “you like that baby? You like when daddy shoves his cock down your throat?” You nod furiously, “good girl. Let me see those titties.”
Without warning, he rips your shirt in half exposing your bra which he wastes no time undoing. He fondles your breasts and plays with your hard nipples while you suck his balls. His actions cause you to moan deeply around him which in turn create sensual vibrations on his cock. You can tell you’re doing a good job by his firmer grip on your hair. His speech is littered with softly spoken expletives which soon turn into moans and grunts. “You -oh fuck- you want daddy to come in your mouth?”
“Yes, daddy please cum in my whore mouth.” You genuinely meant it, unbeknownst to him being treated like a fucktoy was your biggest fantasy.
He slaps you again, “did I say you could stop sucking? You know what take all your clothes off, I wanna see you on that couch with your face down and ass up. Do not move until I get back.” He exits with a brisk walk before you obediently follow the instructions given to you. Your mind is so hazy you can’t even process what exactly you’re getting yourself into, all you need is his dick in you as soon as possible.
The position you were in made it a bit hard to hear what was going on, the silence was killing you not to mention how good the cool leather felt against your warm skin. Your need for sexual release grows with every passing second till you can’t stop yourself from reaching down and touching yourself. The action sends waves of pleasure so strong through your body that you have to bite your lip to contain your moans. Your few seconds of pleasure comes to a screeching halt when his menacing voice comes from behind you, “when I tell you to do something I mean that shit.” The unmistakable ripping sound of a foil packet follows his words before he nudges you with his knee, “legs wide bitch.”
You obey without a second thought, nothing mattered more to you than getting dicked down that second. He thrusts into you so fast and deep that your walls struggle to stretch to accommodate his impressive size. You’re a mess of moans and whimpers as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, to speed up the process you bring your hand to your clit rubbing furiously. You get noticeably louder and you feel your body approaching ecstasy but it seems your neighbor has different plans. “You wouldn’t think about cumming without asking daddy first would you?” He enunciated each word with a spank, “put your hands behind your back now!” You’re happy to oblige by locking both arms behind you so that each hand is wrapped around the opposite wrist. He takes your joint wrists together into one of his massive hands and proceeds to use it as leverage to fuck you deeper. With his free hand, he rubs your clit till you’re almost tipping over the edge of ecstasy. “Please, daddy can I cum? Please, please, please let me cum,” getting the words out is a struggle amid your moans but he still understands what you mean.
“Come all over my cock babygirl,” a wave of pleasure washes over you as you succumb to the primal need that’d been building inside you. Even as you ride your orgasm his fingers don’t stop working on your clit even though his thrusts slow down and get sloppier. The room is filled with the lewd unfiltered sounds of sex: your incoherent blubbering and his grunts of pleasure mixed with the sounds of his hips hitting yours. He stops to let you catch your breath but doesn’t pull out, instead opting to hold your hip as he lets his breathing return to normal as well.
He finally pulls out and commands you to flip over, you comply and get yourself into a position where you’re laying on the couch facing him while your legs hang off the arm of the couch. that is when you get a better look at him. The first thing you notice are the peculiar bumps scattered across his torso, intrigued you open your mouth to ask about them but he beats you to it. “You’ve been such a good girl, you think you deserve a reward?”
All questions about his chest fly out of your mind, “yes daddy.”
“I like the way you think babygirl,” he gets on his knees in front of you and you instinctively open your legs. “You’re so wet for me,” he states as he runs his middle finger down your pussy collecting your juices before offering it to you. “Taste yourself,” you greedily accept his finger into your mouth sucking it like its the only thing keeping you alive. He takes his finger from your mouth and wraps his hand around your neck without putting too much pressure. “Let daddy taste your sweet pussy,” with that he attaches his full lips to your inner thighs kissing and sucking them while still keeping his hand latched around your throat. His hand moves to grope your breast while he teases your slit with his tongue. The soft caresses of his tongue against your cunt coupled with his persistent fingers around your nipple causing you to lie back and cry out in bliss. He speeds up the pace of his licks alternating between doing that and teasing your entrance with the tip of his tongue. Your hands find their way to his hair to pull him closer as a second orgasm builds deep in your belly meanwhile he wraps his arms around your thighs spreading you wider. You feel one of his fingers teasing your entrance before slipping it in with ease. The combination of his tongue on your clit and his finger fucking you has you screaming daddy and begging for release in no time. “Cum all over daddy’s fingers you dirty slut” he commands before adding another finger to fuck you with. His words turn you on even more, so much so that you’re basically doing all the work for him by bucking and rolling your hips to meet his fingers. It doesn't take long for the metaphorical floodgates to burst as a powerful orgasm rips through you. Your breaths come out rough and ragged and he continues to fuck you through your orgasm till the only word you can form is ‘daddy’. He silently watches you come down from your high waiting for your breath to return to normal before ordering you to get dressed. Although your eyes are shut you hear can still his footsteps as he walks away from you. With shaky legs, you pull yourself off the couch to locate the small pile of your unscathed clothing and hastily put them back on. You’re clipping your bra when his approaching footsteps meet your ears causing you to tense up a bit.
“You gotta go,” he states with a threatening tone.
You turn around to face him, confusion written all over your features, “wh-what about our deal?”
“I changed my mind, now go,” he replies unlocking the door. You plant yourself down, he wasn't going to get you out that easy. Anger flashes in his eyes, he gets up close to you to say in your ear “go right now before I do something you and I will regret.” The cold, unwavering quality of his voice trumps all reservations you had about going outside in just a bra and shorts. You nod fearfully and scamper out the door, just as you hear the sound of something small hitting the ground and turn around to see what it is. “If you got any street smarts you’ll know how to use that,” he declares with a smirk before slamming the door leaving you looking at a small plastic card in confusion.
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One More Time: Part Four, 1,682 words
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Kai has just started working as a normal employee at Imperial Coffee, except he’s not normal at all: his parents own the company. The problem? He has no practical skills whatsoever. Luckily for him, Cinder, the senior employee, does. Search the #ImperialCoffee tag on my page to read all parts!
Author’s Note: I was orignally gonna end the plot on this chapter, but it didn’t seem right. So I rewrote it and ended it on a cliffhanger. Meaning IT IS OFFICALLY GOING TO BE A LONG FIC! Yayyy.
Cover lineart by @mf-islands; Coloring and cover-ifying by me
Cinder couldn’t breathe. She’d been wrapped up in Kai’s words and smiles; simply him being there made her calm, more like herself, even when she relived parts of her past that normally made her anxious. It wasn’t meant to last.
Everything came back. Kai was no longer in her mind; all she knew was that Carswell Thorne stood in front of her. She knew that his hair was rumpled, that he had scruff on his chin, that his lips were dry and chapped. He was angry.
She tried to open her mouth, to say something, but there were no words to say.
Then she felt a hand on her arm. Kai was looking at Thorne with confusion, his stance protective as he took a step forward.
“Thorne,” Kai said, nodding. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m just visiting my best friend.” Thorne spit the last words as if daring Kai to question them. “What I’m wondering is what you’re doing here.”
Something finally clicked in Cinder’s brain. She gasped and forced herself to steady. She removed Kai’s hand from her arm and stepped around him so she could make eye contact with Thorne.
“He’s here as a friend. He works at Imperial Coffee with me. I’m surprised you didn’t know, since you’re roommates, after all.” Part of Cinder wanted to reign back, shrink into the floor, melt away until there was nothing left of her. The greater part of her wanted fire. “Then again, you never seemed to pay that much attention to other people.”
She wanted Thorne to see the truth, for him to understand...She could never see him that way. They were friends, always had.
If they couldn’t be friends, she wanted Thorne to move on. If he hated her, she could lick her wounds forever but at least he could escape. At least he could lose hurt behind anger.
“I know I messed up last night. Cinder, you have to listen to me.” Thorne reached an arm out but dropped it before it could reach her. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. If I knew...I wouldn’t have...”
“You wouldn’t have what? I’ve known you for six years. I’ve known the way you flirt, the way you say words that didn’t mean anything. That never bothered me too much, because I was different. Thorne...” Cinder turned her head away, closing her eyes. “Last night I realized I was no different from them.”
“That’s not how it is.” Thorne reached out again, but this time he didn’t stop himself. He traced her cheek with his hand, trying to force her to look at him. She kept her eyes closed.
“I can’t do this,” Cinder said, firmly. “I can’t do this. I’m thankful you were my friend, but now it’s over. You know it is. So why are you still trying?”
“One more time,” Thorne said, dropping his voice. “Because I want to hear you laugh at my jokes one more time. I want to hear you say my name. I want to hold you in a hug and comfort you, one more time. Stars, Cinder, I just want to see you happy, and I want to know I’m the reason.”
Cinder pulled back from Thorne’s hand. Her eyes opened, and she shook her head.
“I’m sorry, Thorne. I know you’ll find someone else. I’m not hard to replace. Just let things go. You know it’s right.”
“No, I don’t know. I don’t understand. And I can’t replace you.”
Cinder held her hand out. “Give me back the key, you won’t be needing it anymore.”
Thorne shrunk back, slipping the key into his pocket. Cinder tried not to cry.
“Give her her key back.”
Cinder looked back at Kai. His voice was even, commanding. She’d never seen this side of him. His voice...how could someone refuse when he spoke like that?
“It wasn’t yours to begin with, and she’s asking for it back. I know you, Thorne. You’re not a stalker. Don’t start now.”
Thorne shook his head and pulled the key from his pocket, tossing it at Kai’s feet. “This isn’t your business, Kai. But you’re right: I’m not a creep. I’m respectful and genuine and I’ll just have to hope you’ll realize that, Cinder.” His voice broke, and Cinder bit back a sob. She didn’t know if she could say another word without bursting into tears.
“I hope you’ll realize that because if you don’t...I don’t know where that’ll leave me.”
He slammed the door behind him, and Cinder stopped holding back.
Kai didn’t know what he expected when he’d asked to come to Cinder’s apartment. Maybe he expected to get to know her better, maybe some understanding.
He got that, but he couldn’t help feeling more lost than ever as he leaned over Cinder, wondering how to make her feel better.
He wasn’t her friend. No, maybe they had said that, but they were still just two people who saw each other every so often. He didn’t know what to say, what she liked, what she didn’t, what her boundaries were.
He didn’t know what he would do when he returned to his apartment, how he would face Thorne. He could stay at his parents’ the night, perhaps, but that was one night. He couldn’t keep staying somewhere that was no longer his.
What a mess.
He pushed his hair back from his forehead and breathed deeply. Cinder needed him to be strong.
So he wrapped his arms around her, hoping to reach her in the darkness she’d pulled up around herself.
“You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay,” he whispered. “Everything is fine.”
Cinder, he thought, as he tucked her into bed after she’d finally fallen asleep. Who are you really?
He’d seen another bed in the apartment, so he wrote a short note in case they came back before Cinder woke up.
Cinder needed help, and if he couldn’t give it, he would find those who could.
Cress almost didn’t notice the note, as tired as she was. She’d worked overtime again, and her eyes were sore from the screen’s light. Only her body’s lack of sleep allowed her to fall asleep at night as if it knew protesting against her sleep schedule would be suicide.
The note was on the pillow, and she felt it under her head when she laid down.
Dear Cinder’s roommate,
This is one of Cinder’s friends. I’m concerned about her because she seemed very upset tonight. I don’t know what you can do about it, but please take care of her if you can.
I think Cinder carries more than she lets on.
- Kaito
She scrunched her eyes and watched the sleeping form on the other bed. Cinder appeared to still have her day clothes on, and she wondered if this Kaito guy had tucked her in. What happened?
She tried not to feel guilty. Cress and Cinder worked at adjacent shops—Cinder in mechanics and Cress in IT. However, while they were close, they hadn’t had a lot of time together, since Cress often stayed late and Cinder was normally asleep by the time she was back.
Cress’ life was too busy for friends outside the workplace, nowaday. It wasn’t that she didn’t care—because she did, as much as she depended on time alone—she simply didn’t have the energy or time anymore.
Cress knew her roommate’s life wasn’t all cut out for her. It wasn’t for Cress either, and that was how they’d bonded. Both ran away from home. Both talented, but forced to put every ounce of blood and sweat towards their future.
Back when they had more time together, they’d have conversations before going to sleep. That didn’t happen anymore.
Cress realized she knew almost nothing about her roommate’s current life. She sighed and set her alarm an hour earlier than usual. She needed the sleep, but she’d made up her mind.
If Cinder needed help, she had to be there. Cinder had done the same for her.
Maybe there was distance, but one thing was true: they had each other's back.
Cinder woke up to the scent of pancakes and tea. She sat up, only to find her forehead pounding. She loosed a sigh and fell back on the bed.
“Cinder, you’re up!” Cress sounded strangely cheery. “I made pancakes for you before work, come get them while they’re still warm!”
Cinder groaned, but slid her feet to the floor and sat up. Cress was bouncing around the kitchen, humming to herself.
“Thank you, Cress,” Cinder said, sitting down at their small table. “This is really nice, I don’t know the last time I had anything other than cereal for breakfast.”
“It’s no problem.” Cress pulled up a chair for herself and plopped a pancake onto her own plate. “Plus, I realized you have a really great friend, and I needed to step up my game.”
“Great friend? Who are you talking about?”
“Some person named Kaito left a note for me? He told me...um.”
Cinder stopped chewing. Her stomach dropped. Oh no. What had Kai said? How much did Cress know?
If she wanted to drag anyone into the mess, it was anyone but Cress.
“What did he tell you?” She found her voice sharp and closed her eyes to pull herself back.
“Just that you might need some comfort. That’s it.” Cress’ cheery smile came back. “Now hurry, we’ll need to leave soon.”
As soon as Cress left, Cinder kicked her shoes off her feet. There was no way she was going to work today. If she’d learned anything from the day before, it was that.
Instead, she slipped back into her bed and tried to fall back asleep. She couldn’t.
Her phone rang. And rang again. And again. She turned on her side and looked at the caller ID.
Iko? Why was she calling her? Normally Iko would text before calling.
She picked up.
“Iko?”
“Cinder. I-I’m—” Iko cut herself off. Cinder could hear heavy breathing. She sat up.
“Iko? What’s going on?”
“It’s Peony,” Iko said, voice wobbling. “She’s sick.”
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