#mabel (finestkind)
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Day & Night
Mabel (Finestkind) x G!P Reader
Warnings: life crisis, bruises, smut, bad writing because of translation
A/N: hello my dears. Here a Mabel short story. Maybe making a part two. The requests I had got are in work :) So this is my first try of some spice in English and I could cry in pain. The translation is so bad. And I need to stop changing perspective so often. It’s getting confusing right? Hope you guys can still enjoy
Part 2, Part 3
I remembered as if it was yesterday when I kept an eye on Mabel after she was beaten up by these damn dealers. I didn't know much but what I knew was that things didn't go as they should. So before Charlie took Mabel's car to take care of some things, I got the call to watch out for Mabel until he would be back.
I leaned against the wall when I looked through the small slit in her cardboard at the window. The sun seemed to go down. I sighed softly. What situation did I find myself in again? How many times had I asked myself this when it came to Mabel. For a very long time I thought that we were friends... although I knew deep inside that we never were. I was just like a lost puppy... someone who would follow her wherever she wanted to go. Someone who would do anything to pray for her. Someone whose feelings were obviously not reciprocated. Someone... who was self-evident.
I looked over my shoulder back at her. As if frozen, she sat at the end of her bed and stared at the dark floor. I could feel her pain... her fear. What should you say to someone who was beaten up by dealers a few hours ago? Was there anything right to say?
As I knew Mabel, it was probably raging in her thoughts. Accusations. Shame. Disappointment. She hated the life she came from. I never knew anyone who had longed for a different life like me. At that time, I thought this was something that had connected us. Or did I just try to look longing for things that weren't there? For things that would connect us in any way?
I turned around and walked to the small dining table to take one of the chairs. When I now picked up one of the older wooden chairs and placed it in front of Mabel to sit im front of her, I got her attention. But I only got this because I had made noises that weren't there before.
I slowly sat down opposite her, looking down at the pack full of swabs and the alcohol bottle. I took out one of the swabs and moistened it with the alcohol.
I carefully lifted Mabel's chin with my hand. My eyes were now on her lips. The laceration on her lip had opened again. I didn't know if my attempt to take care of her injury made sense. Whether it did anything at all. But I couldn't stand here any further, wait for Charlie's return and drown in silence.
"You fumble too much on it... it opens again and again" I whispered gently before I dabbing her wound and only got a soft hiss from Mabel when she consumed herself because of the burning.
Again, a sigh escaped me. I threw the cotton wool aside. I wondered how long I would have to suffer. Would it ever be over?
"Thank you..."
The words and the me making me feel goosebumps tone in her voice brought me back. I looked with a mix of worry and sadness in her dark eyes, slightly smeared eyelashes ink emphasized her aura. Her left eye was decorated with yellow bruised spots that slowly turned purple.
I lost myself in the darkness of her eyes. Asked me if she could ever see how much was hidden in my eyes? Every time I looked at her, I had the feeling that I knew what was going on in her. How she felt.
My heart was bleeding and although I knew that my presence and the attempt to sit or just be there for her would not change anything , I couldn’t help it. I hesitantly raised my hand and fixed her bangs, with an almost trembling hand I tried to wipe a strand to the side to see her face better. I didn't want to hurt her. I was afraid of getting so close to her at all.
Now I could admire her injured face in full costume. Why is my heart bleeding all the more to see her in such a state? Why did I find her even more beautiful? Why couldn't these feelings disappear?
The burning of my eyes brought me back from a so-called trance. I didn't smell any of these feelings. Never.
"You are very strong... never forget that," I whispered because I didn't know what else to say. Her eyes pierced me. This time I didn't know what I could see in it. Gratitude? Security? Or maybe it was nothing at all?
But they seemed so gentle. So gently that I had to fight with the urge to somehow tell her my feelings.
Almost a year passed after this incident.
Mabel and Charlie have been still a couple. Charlie and Tom had now built a new bussines with the Finestkind. The crew still had hard jobs... yet they were independent and very important... not on the criminal path.
It was again one of those nights when I sat on the scaffolding of the bridge and just watched as the sea and the sky became one in the dark.
Never before had I felt so lost. So lost from my path.
It was the stormy days when I was here at the pier and watched the raging sea. It should remind me that I was alive... that there had to be a reason for all this. That there was a story for me that I didn't know anything about yet, but when would all this come? When would I feel free. When would I feel important?
"It's one of those days again?"
a voice too familiar to me spoke.
I looked to the side, Mabel slowly approached the terrain and looked out into the distance in which the lights of the Finestkind could already be seen.
Then my heart sank. I knew she was here to pick up Charlie. It wasn't a prescribed path that should lead her to me... No... but to Charlie.
I looked at the ship.
"I guess" I said because I didn't know if Mabel was really interested in how I was doing and what I was doing. Most of the time I was the one who asked and listened, I mean… I cared.
"How's it going with college?" I asked her
Mabel nodded and had this beautiful wide smile on her lips as she looked out to the ship. From the side I could she her dimples and beautiful side profile.
"It was definitely the right decision," she said.
I smiled because of her happiness. Of her her joy...
"I'm happy about that," I said and looked back at the ship. As it got more and more windy, Mabel had hooked her arm in mine and laughed slightly "you have to stop being up here in this weather. It's dangerous"
I grinned. Was this a concern? Was she really interested? This sentence warmed my heart in so many ways. The fact that she knew how many times I was here... that alone gave me hope.
"But at those times it looks the most beautiful out here!" I shouted when a stronger gust of wind hit us.
Mabel shook her head "you really have to stop falling for the things that could kill you"
I looked at her thoughtfully.
What did she mean by that?
Suddenly the horn of the finestkind sounded. Mabel grabbed my arm more firmly and pulled me with her to leave the scaffolding of the bridge together.
When we arrived downstairs and watched the boys docking, my heart began to race. As soon as Charlie had left the ship, Mabels loosened her grip around my arm and she landed in his. He put his arms around her narrow waist and kissed her for a long time.
How much I wish I could have been Charlie. How much I wanted to give her my love and everything else in the world... how much I wanted this from her. The other boys greeted me with hugs. Tom laughed dry
"Y/N if you continue like this you will become our lighthouse" a laugh escaped me and I boxed into his shoulder.
"Beauty and death at the same time... I say," Mabel joked. I grinned and gradually began to understand. "What do you think... are we still going to the bar?" Charlie asked.
More months passed after that day. It was a day like almost any other.
I didn't go to the community college like Mabel, but I had studied online. In the summer season, Mabel actually began to spent most of her time with me on the grounds of the bridge. We learned together. Waited until the boys would come back.
It became our thing. Now I knew that Mabel came here not only because of Charlie... but also because of me.
"How are things going?" I asked her because she was exceptionally quiet today. She looked into the distance and said "I'm not sure..."
I knew this look. Pain. Longing. So I counted one and one together. Things between her and Charlie seemed to have changed.
The boys haven't come back for a long time now. They were on a almost one month long "trip" if I could call it that.
I followed her gaze, a fisherman to date, I indeed imagined that difficult.
"Do you have time tonight?" Mabel asked me with this self-confident strong tone. I looked back at my laptop
"Probably why?"
"I could use some help..."
She began to pack her things and looked down at me. The wind blew slightly through her hair, she looked at me with a grin to which I could never say no.
"So?" She Hacked after I was just staring at her. I shook my head slightly to wake up.
"Yes... yes, of course. When should I come over?" I asked her
"I'll come to you... in about an hour..."
I nodded and watched her go down.
Maybe we were friends after all.
Later in the evening I was just cooking food.
One hour became two... and two almost three. It has now been 11 o'clock at night. I was tired and would still have to do some tasks.
Just when I was about to change, it suddenly knocked on my door. Confused about the late time, I went to the door and opened it. Immediately Mabel entered my apartment slightly out of breath with a wide grin.
Confused, I locked the door behind her and looked after her. She put her shoulder bag on my dining table and said
"Sorry, I'm late..."
I laughed dryly and looked at the clock
"Three hours..."
Mabel continued to grin as if she was in a “that interested me at least now mode”. She took off her leather jacket and looked at me "it's not a bad thing"
I walked past her to drink a glass of water in the kitchen "it's not like I would have liked to have done something else instead of waiting here and worrying a little".
Mabel followed every movement of Y/N with a cheeky yet gentle smile.
"You were worried?" She asked in a teasing tone. Surprised by the sound, I looked at her nervously "of course... it's dark outside and you didn't even send me a text"
Mabel laughed slightly as she walked closer to Y/N "You could have texted me too..." she whispered and looked at her urgently.
Y/N felt a heat in herself that was difficult to control. In order not to respond to Mabel's last words, I said nervously "you wanted my help... what exactly?"
Mabel came closer and held the eye contact for unusually long "did I want that?" She whispered.
Slightly confused, I looked at her and didn't quite understand. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what.
Suddenly Mable slowly put her hand around my waist and said "I meant rather... that I need you tonight"
The place where she touched me sent a wave of goose bumps to the rest of my body. Were those signals? Did I understand the situation I was in right now?
She got closer and closer to me and I didn't even think about moving at all. Her eyes moved back and forth between my eyes and lips. Her face was only centimeters away when her lips slightly brushed mine.
"How much do you want me y/n?" She whispered.
My heart beated hard against my chest.
As if attracted by a siren, I lean in. Next, I felt her soft lips on mine.
The lips that I wanted to feel for so long. To taste.
Mabel grabbed my neck and kissed me back deeper as she slowly led us into my bedroom.
There she pushed me down on the edge of my bed before she made herself comfortable on my lap and started kissing on my neck. Her hips moved into mine. My member immediately started to get hard. This seemed to please her because she rubbed herself more and more firmly on it as she held my neck tightly and kissed me passionately.
I was breathing heavily. Held her hip that was moving back and forth in my hands when I began to breathe heavily. I kissed her back hungry. My lips brushed hers over and over again when I tried to hold back.
"Don't hold back... show me" she whispered seductive. I pressed my nails into the fabric of her hotpants before kissing her hard and then bit on her lower lip to pull it slightly. Mabel gasped slight in surprise of the intense feeling and was overwhelmed by the fact how good y/n felt.
She kept grinding on y/n lap. She felt the big and hard bump in y/n pants and wanted to feel it so bad... wanted to touch it so bad. So she opened y/n pants and observed how rapid the breathing of y/n became.
Both looked down when Mabel freed y/n hard cock. Suddenly it felt like time had stopped. Very slowly she took him in her hand became aware of the size and felt the warmth he radiated. Y/N swallowed hard when she could watch Mabel hold her hard cock in her hand. Her hand was warm and it just felt so good. Both raised their heads and their eyes met. Mable's gaze wandered between Y/N's eyes and lips.
Y/n put her hand around the back of Mabel's head and pulled her closer. She kissed her slowly, breathed heavily and groped herself slowly with her tongue. Mabel escaped a slight moan when she returned this kiss and her tongue hit y/n. She grabbed her cock more firmly and began to move her hand up and down very slowly. Y/n felt all the pleasure coming over search. These touches. That's all she had always longed for.
Mabel observes satisfied the effective she exercised on y/n when she breathed heavily into her neck and tried to hold back her moans.
But she felt and could see how harder y/n always became. She wondered if the pain was with pleasure. She looked down at the pink tip as she slowed down her firm movements and stroked her thumb over her tip. Mabel herself felt an unbearably good pulsation inside of her when she saw some white liquid coming out of y/n cock.
Her heart was racing like crazy. Oh how much her body screamed for y/n. The things she wanted to do with her. She slowly began to kiss her neck. Her tongue strokes slightly over y/n pulse. She now moved her hand a little faster. But didn't want to take y/n too far because she wanted to feel her inside of herself.
She breathed heavily against y/n neck as she started to grind on her thighs while she gave you a probably long-awaited handjob.
"Do you have condoms?" Asked Mabel with a raspy voice. Y/n held tight Mabel’s waist. She breathed heavily when she said "Night table... top... top drawer"
Mabel nodded and reached for y/n jaw before she kissed her deeply and her tongue explored her mouth. She had some condoms herself, of course, but she preferred to use y/n... especially since this was a size that was clearly not comparable to that of Charlie and that in a good sense.
When her lips loosened, she let go of her hard limb. She began to take off y/n sweatshirt and shortly afterwards y/n helped Mabel get rid of her clothes.
Mabel slowly pressed y/n into the mattress so that she was laying on her back.
Mabel leaned over her as she began to kiss her passionately and rubbed her wet middle over the erection of y/n.
Y/n moaned and turned around so that Mabel was now under her. She kissed her jaw, throat and neck before she slightly bit into it and made Mabel escape moan.
She places herself between Mabel's legs. Their naked bodies touched each other and y/n struggled with an almost painful erection. She felt Mabel's warm and moist vagina. With her tip, she brushed Mabel's clit and breathed heavily as Mabel's grip solidified around y/n shoulders.
With full passion, y/n looked into Mabel's dark eyes before she bent over her chest and began to kiss her left breast. Mabel's grip demanded herself in y/n hair when she arched her back in pleasure and moaned. Y/n took time to taste her warm and gentle skin. In a teasing way she brushed her lips above the sensitive skin of Mabel's breast before teasing her nipple.
"Y/n..."
Gasped Mabel heavy. A shiver hit down y/n spine. How long did she want to hear Mabel call her. Taste and touch her body. She slowly kissed her nipples. And moved her tongue around it in circle movements. Everything y/n did robbed Mabel of her mind.
Mabel stretched out her arm and opened the top drawer of the bedside table to look for the condom.
That was a signal for y/n that Mabel wanted more and needed it. With hot and wet kisses y/n covered Mabel's neck and whispered Husky "don't be so impatient Mabel..."
Mabel shivered and chuckled slight before locking eyes with y/n and whispered seductive "just do what I'm telling you to do...".
She caressed y/n stomach... moving her hand slowly down to your hard cock "...please"
She added.
You nodded and let her put the condom on your hard cock.
You shivered when her hands touched you again and rolled over the condom in the most sensual way you could have imagine.
You spread her legs more before burying your face in the crook of her neck. Slowly you penetrated into her. Her walls are tighter than you could ever have imagined.
Some sounds left Mabel as you continue to slowly go deeper. You had reached for the lacquer when Mabel pressed her nails into your back and moaned as you extended her further. After a few moments, you both breathed harder. Mabel put her legs around your hip and whispered "deeper".
You did her that favor and fill her completely with your length in the next moment.
A loud moan caught her and for you it was like music. You finally got what you wanted. What you had longed for. Mabel. In your arms. Connected to each other. You would never be able to let her go again. She was what kept you alive... what motivated you every day even if it was so hard.
I held her hip tightly as I began to move slowly. Mabel's breathing became more and more intense. She moaned almost evenly and called my name.
I began to bump harder, had a firm grip around her thigh when I breathed heavily against her lips. She stretched out her head. Put her arms around my neck to be able to kiss me. Her tongue brushed my lips as she whispered “...y/n”.
I felt how she became more and more tighter with excitement. I felt a soft end with every new and faster push that made her moan more. I knew... that I had found the spot... and it wouldn't be long before she would have her orgasm.
"Y/n!" She shouted, totally intoxicated. Your body was shaking. With every push, she came closer to the feeling of pure satisfaction.
I kissed her hard before I buried my face back in her neck and whispered "your mine now..."
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in what way?
pairing: tara carpenter x fem reader
summary: your ex girlfriend begins to regret leaving you when all she wanted to do was protect you. maybe she broke you more than she thought.
word count: 900+
based off request! i came across a reblog that said that i needed to make more tara fluff.. maybe next story?..
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hello my love, I would like to know if you could do a one shot based on the song shut up my moms calling by hotel ugly, Tara x fem reader pls🙏
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I just wanna rewind, I haven’t seen you in a long time
Ever since the ghostface incidents that fortunately, Tara has survived, she’s been avoiding you.
I mean, she knew you would never be ghostface, but whenever she was near you now she just felt like she shouldn’t.
She shouldn’t be spending time with you when she was always a pain in the ass over ghostface. She still had that trauma that she knew a band-aid wouldn’t fix, her inner and outer scars may never heal.
But she also knew she shouldn’t be avoiding you when you took a stab in your arm for her, you protected her, but you weren’t one of the core 4. What if you ended up like Anika? What if she failed to catch you when you fell? She was scared because she knew that if you ever died or even got a scratch on you, she wouldn’t be able to see the end of it. Nightmares haunted her every time she closed her eyes. It’s like she can’t even have a good option. Well except when she was hurled up to your neck as you snored softly on her chest.
Letting you go meant no cuddles and kisses at night, where she would actually be able to sleep peacefully without having any nightmares. There would be no more Friday nights with you. She wouldn’t be able to see you glance at her with these loving eyes you always did. She couldn’t bear seeing you look at her like you did at Chad or Mindy or Sam. You looked at her like she was Tara. Your Tara, your eyes go soft when you see her. She didn’t want to lose that. She loves you more than a heart's love. But if she keeps you with her, you’re at risk of being killed. You’re at risk of losing your life and Tara could never forgive herself. But you’ll be with her. You’ll be able to make her heart feel whole. What was more important? Keeping herself loved, or keeping you safe? Keeping your heart whole?.. Or breaking it?
“Gosh,” she groaned, she didn’t know. But she did know she was going to have to begin to stop seeing you so often.
A week in and she could feel it.
That isn’t you, so baby bring it in closely.
She felt your eyes trace her whenever she was in the room. She felt those soft eyes slowly grow dark, she knew you felt sad. Like you were waiting for her, silently knowing she might never come back to you. Tara doesn’t notice how you would blink your tears away that you had to cover your face and cry against your sleeves. She doesn’t know how if she only got a few hours of sleep because she slept without you, that you got none.
You got me feeling so lonely.
Even with the hurt that has held in your heart, you didn’t want to go back to her because she broke up with you, it wasn’t the other way around. It would never be the other way around. You felt alone.
You’ve been acting like you hardly know me.
You didn’t know why, you still didn’t know why she began to fade from your life, but you didn’t want to make her life so hard. Maybe she dropped you because that’s what you did in the first place, make her days a mess. When really it’s the other way around, you made it whole. Tara felt the way your figure turned away from her whenever she was near, a simple switch of your heel when she was there and walked away as quickly as you could. You talked to everyone but her.
You began to finally find back the solace that music brought. You used to wear them when Tara didn’t know you, you wore them over your neck all the time. But when you started dating her, music felt like it wasn’t necessary anymore. Why would you need it to listen to music when you could hear your girlfriend's sweet laughter and voice? It was better than a sweet melody. She brought you harmony.
You both missed each other. Your room was filled with her, polaroids in every picture hung up above your bed, three boxes filled with books you once read together, a cooking book you used to bake on free Sundays, jewelry. You never took it down, because you still loved her. You can’t stop loving someone. You just find someone else to love more.
Tara regrets it, she thought it would be so easy, she thought it would’ve been better to know that you were going to be okay. But ghostface wasn’t here right now. She felt so numb. Ghostface was gone and it would take time before the next legacy would be sparked to life once again.
But she ignored you to protect you.
And the thing was, she knew that she broke you more than she protected you. She wanted to take it back. Tara wished she could feel your warm body laying in the same sheets. Knowing that you were hurting more than she was.
You and Tara made eye contact, you two looked at each other for a long moment, before brushing past each other like strangers in another life, tears falling gently down each other's faces.
She could’ve taken you back, but what was there to fix if the heart was broken beyond repair?
Your heart raced whenever you saw her, but she felt it begin to slow, losing your hope.
She wanted you to heal, she didn't want to come back just to be told that you didn't want to see her face.
She didn't know.
Maybe she shouldn't come back.
Maybe she shouldn't come back home in your arms at all.
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Luck Runs Out |Part 5|
Pairing: Mabel x Reader
Summary: When your luck runs out you unknowingly drag Mabel back into the life, she's so desperate to escape.
Warnings: Light threatening
Word Count: 4k
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“She remained loyal the entire time?!” Mabel said, flinging the door open to her apartment.
You jumped, quickly flinching at the movement. You were healing up nicely, at least you thought you were, but sudden movements still caused you some excruciating pain. Mabel had left for her class early in the morning and you were dozing off ever since then. You were bored out of your mind being stuck in someone else’s apartment, every little movement causing you pain, and there was nothing good on TV.
“What?” You asked when you finally settled back down. Mabel usually came in relatively quietly, besides when she threw her backpack on the dining table.
“Penelope!” She said like it was obvious, holding her arms out wide.
You furrowed your brow, what she was talking about still not fully clicking. Your eyes drifted to her hands, noticing she was holding a small beat-up paperback book in one. You couldn’t help but smile, breaking out into a laugh when you noticed the title said The Odyssey. She had mentioned wanting to read it so she could talk argue with you more, but you didn’t actually think she would. Most people didn’t find classics very interesting, even you had to admit they were a struggle to read a times. Though Mabel was unlike others, and she actually listened to your rambles, even entertained them, still you didn’t think she’d actually read the book.
“Yeah,” you said slowly. “You already knew that? You were literally just arguing with me about that the other day.”
“Yeah well,” Mabel huffed out, gripping the book in her hand a bit tighter. “There’s a difference between knowing the story and actually reading it for yourself. I didn’t realize how amazing Penelope was and how much Odysseus sucks!”
“You read it?” You couldn’t help but ask, completely ignoring the fact that she said your favorite hero sucked. Looking at her with disbelief, it was so small, it was literally just her reading a book you liked, but no one had ever done that for you before.
“Yeah, well…” Mabel got quieter, bringing one hand up to rub the back of her neck. She suddenly decided the floor was the most interesting thing in the room as she avoided looking at you. You tried to contain a smirk when you noticed the blush slowly beginning to form on her cheeks. “You said it was your favorite and figured you wouldn’t mind re-reading it while you were stuck here.”
You gave her a shy smile, reaching to take the book as she offered it to you. “Thank you.” You looked down at the copy, it was clearly a library book, one that had years of love showing. It kind of reminded you of the copy you used to keep on the boat, so many nights reading it.
You looked up at her, still seeing her avoid your gaze. She kicked at invisible rocks on the ground as she tried to hide a ghost of a smile. “You read it,” you couldn’t help but tease.
“Well, I had it,” she quickly defended, crossing her arms. “I had time between classes and needed something to do and it was there so…”
You nodded, silently chuckling to yourself, she could give you whatever excuse she wanted, it didn’t change the fact that she read it. “What did you think?” You decided to ask, you didn’t care if she didn’t like it, you were just happy someone actually read it and seemed willing to talk to you about it. Even if it meant them arguing with you about the book, you would happily go down defending Odysseus.
“It was fine,” Mabel shrugged. “I guess.” You laughed at her, shaking your head again. “But Penelope,” she got her fire back, pointing a finger at you. “She just waited for twenty years!”
“Well, yeah,” you said, giving her a little shrug. You didn’t know where she was going with this. It’s why it was your favorite love story, for twenty years Penelope waited, not knowing whether her husband was alive or dead, she waited for him. While Odysseus fought for those twenty years to get back to her, never letting anything stand in his way, never losing the love he felt for his wife.
“But Odysseus can just sleep with everyone!”
You nodded finally seeing what argument Mabel was intending to make, too bad for her she had only read the book once, whereas you had to read it dozens of times and knew it like the back of your hand. Her losing the debate was inevitable but you appreciated that she was even trying.
“He didn’t sleep with everyone,” was your first response.
“He slept with women who weren’t his wife.”
“We’ve been over this; it was to survive or because he didn’t have a choice.” Mabel huffed, crossing her arms as she began to pout.
“Penelope has a ton of suitors,” Mabel mumbled. “Living in her house, eating her food, she never once strayed.
You gave Mabel a deadpanned look. “They planned to kill her son.”
“And yet she still held out hope for Odysseus.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at her pouting like a child. “So, you think it would have been better if she what, slept with Antinous?”
Mabel mumbled something incoherently, but you could wager a guess as to what it was. “I’m sorry?” You said in a teasing tone knowing you already won.
“No,” she grumbled louder.
You saw she was still pouting. You sighed and gave a dramatic eye roll; this girl was so adorable. You really wished you had met her under better circumstances, maybe if you hadn’t made poor choices in your life, you could have been someone she deserved. Oh well you never had much luck in that department.
“Come on,” you sighed, “Odysseus isn’t that bad. Isn’t his life like a dream?” You looked up with a smile as you daydreamed about having a life like his.
“What? Traveling the world and having a lady in every port, while one waits for you at home?” Mabel snarked. “That’s your dream?” She raised an eyebrow, as if daring you to agree with her,
“No,” you chuckled. “I mean being out at sea, traveling all over the world, having an adventure, but always coming back home to your love, your soulmate.”
You were staring off into space as you thought of that life. It truly was just a dream for you, you knew you’d never actually get to experience it. Even without your current predicament your job would have never allowed you the freedom to travel like that. Even if you could just pick up and leave, travel all over the world like you wished, you’d never met a girl who shared the same dream, and you doubted you ever would. So, your dream would stay just that, a dream.
“That sounds nice,” Mabel said. When you looked back at her she was giving you a small smile. “So, what is your dream?” She took a seat at the edge of the bed. You could feel her arm resting up against you through the blanket as she leaned back for support. “If you didn’t have to worry about anything, if you could do whatever you wanted, what’s your dream?”
You smiled to yourself thinking about your dream, the dream you had since you were a child. “I want to travel,” you said, smiling as you thought of all the amazing places you had only seen in pictures. “I want to buy myself a little sailboat and just,” you made a gesture with your arm, “sail around the world.”
“Like Odysseus,” she whispered. “Go to war, fight off monsters, and come home to a wife as well?” She chuckled.
You laughed along with her. “Well, I can do without the war.” That made her laugh deepen. “And I would prefer not to almost die at every turn but also…” you nodded your head back and forth as you thought about it. “I wouldn’t complain about seeing kraken.”
��You’re ridiculous,” she said through her laughter. “And while you’re off having an adventure you want a girl waiting for you to come home?”
You couldn’t help but blush at just the thought of that. “Preferably she’d come with,” you flicked your eyes up, meeting her gaze. “Not sure how many girls are looking to live on a boat for weeks at a time as we’d sail around the world though.”
Mabel tilted her head as she stared at you, your face was starting to get hot under her unwavering gaze. You weren’t sure what she was looking at, what she was seeing in you.
“I don’t know,” she finally whispered. “Sounds pretty amazing to me. Like a real adventure.”
You couldn’t help but smile at her words. Many people loved to travel; many people loved to visit other places. There weren’t many that wanted to spend the time sailing to those places though, it was dangerous, it was a commitment, and a lot of work. Most people wanted to hop on a plane and stay in hotels, not be stuck sleeping on a boat for weeks, only able to pack what was absolutely necessary.
“Do you have a boat or one in mind?” Mabel asked.
You chuckled, thinking about the hours upon hours several nights a week you’d spend looking at listing of sailing yachts, looking at the things that were perfect for sailing around the world. “No, no boat yet,” you sighed. “Despite my… side job.” Mabel raised an unimpressed eyebrow at you but didn’t comment. “A boat for sailing around the world is a lot. I have some saved up, so hopefully one day.”
“Definitely one day.” You looked at her, she sounded more confident than you ever did in you reaching your dream. “You already have money saved up. That’s amazing! What would be your first destination? Or the destination you must want to go to?”
You let out a laugh, you knew exactly the first place you wanted to go to. It was a place you had wanted to visit your entire life. You wanted to travel the world, see, and experience everything but this place was your number one choice every time. “Greece.”
It was Mabel’s turn to laugh, shaking her head. “Of course.” Your eyes didn’t leave Mabel as she leaned back, her hand brushing across your leg once again as she relaxed even more. “Sounds like you have it all planned out, you know where you want to go, you’re looking at boats, and you’re already saving money.”
“Just missing the girl,” you said with a light chuckle. You knew there was no way you’d ever find anyone to make that trip with you, you’d have to settle for going at it alone, if you lived long enough to even make your dream a reality.
“Yeah,” Mabel whispered.
The two of you got lost staring into each other’s eyes. Your eyes darted to her lips; you were hoping she didn’t notice but when you met her eyes again it seemed as though she might have been looking at yours as well. Despite everything in you telling you it was a bad idea you sat up, you waited for her to move away but she never did. You slowly slid your hand across the blanket to the point it was resting next to hers, your fingers barely touching hers. You looked down at her lips one last time, quickly flicking your gaze back to her eyes. The two of you seemed to begin to lean in at the same time, your eyes just began to close.
All of a sudden someone flung the front door open, breaking the two of you out of your trance. You shot back on the bed, the quick movement making you hiss and reach for your injured shoulder. Mabel jumped up from the bed, crossing her arms, as if what was about to happen wasn’t about to happen. She was glaring at whoever decided to barge into her apartment uninvited.
When you recovered enough you looked at the uninvited guest to see Charlie, one of the guys from the Finestkind crew. You looked between him and Mabel, realizing he was her ex on the crew. No one said anything, they just stared at each other, and you couldn’t help the way your eyes darted back and forth between them. It was obvious that Charlie was still in love with her, and Mabel seemed to still at least care for him as well. You sighed, they’d probably get back together eventually, it was good you didn’t kiss, she was better off without you.
You cleared your throat to interrupt their little staring contest, it had begun to get awkward. Mabel broke first, shaking her head as she moved from looking at Charlie to looking at you. When she looked back at Charlie it was to glare at him. “What the hell are you doing here?” she asked, clearly annoyed.
“You’re awake,” Charlie said, ignoring Mabel and looking at you. “Are you okay?” Charlie was always so nice despite your crew’s little rivalry with his, he was a good guy, it was annoying, you couldn’t hate him when he was so nice.
“Yeah,” you said, clearing your throat. “Thank you for saving me.”
“No problem,” he smiled.
He shrugged it off like it was nothing, like saving your life was an obvious choice. You owed him everything, him, and his crew. They could have left you in the water for dead, they should have, but they didn’t. They fished you out, brought you to a friend to get patched up, and they were also holding drugs you were involved with on their own boat. Their lives were at risk the moment they brought you onboard, you wondered if they had known at the time if they would have just left you in the sea. They weren’t part of your world, there was an incident a year ago but it was resolved, and they hadn’t been involved ever since. They were much better people than you ever were.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Mabel asked again, getting more irritated at clearly being ignored. “You can’t just barge in here whenever you want.”
“Sorry,” Charlie mumbled. “We just got in,” he scratched the back of his head. “I know we left you in a situation,” he glanced at you. He almost looked apologetic at calling you a situation, not that you were offended. Being called a situation was nice, it was almost a compliment considering you thought of yourself as an inconvenience and a burden to Mabel. “So, I wanted to check in, make sure everything’s okay?”
“We’re fine,” Mabel rolled her eyes.
“Not to interrupt,” you said, hesitant to insert yourself into the conversation. “But do you still have the drugs?”
Charlie looked at you nervously before nodding. “They’re back on the boat.”
“You need to get rid of them. I appreciate you saving my life, but you really shouldn’t have.” Charlie furrowed his brow at your words. “The people I work with, they will kill you if they get word of you having the drugs or having found me alive.”
Charlie’s face paled, his mouth hanging open as he turned to Mabel for confirmation. “You just got back,” she sighed. “You probably haven’t seen the news or heard yet.”
“Heard what?” he asked hesitantly.
“The Scylla blew up a few days ago,” Mabel said with a humorless chuckle. “There were no survivors. At least that’s what the news is saying.”
Charlie looked at you with wide eyes, recognizing the name of your crews ship. “They went back without the shipment,” you said with a shrug. “And now my whole crew is dead. The guys we worked for don’t play when it comes to missing drugs. You need to get rid of them.”
Charlie nodded quickly, already backing up towards the door. “Okay, how? What-what should we do? Where-”
Charlie was cut off by a light knocking on the still open front door. Everyone tensed at the newcomer. You all turned to the door, Mabel went rigid, she put on a blank face as she stared at the older gentleman entering her apartment. Charlie also crossed his arms, puffing out his chest to make himself seem as big as possible as he stepped between the man and Mabel, cutting off the man’s line of sight to her. You looked at them, hoping someone would give away who this mysterious new guy was.
“So, defensive,” the man said, not taking Charlie as a threat seriously. “Mind calling your guard dog off?” he looked around Charlie at Mabel.
“What are you doing here?” Mabel asked, her voice cold. You had heard her annoyed and clearly unhappy at you for being in her apartment when you first woke up and you’d only known her about a week, but you never heard her so emotionless before.
“I came to check on my patient,” he said with a smile. He stepped around Charlie to get a good look at you. “How are you feeling?”
“Fine,” you said slowly, watching the man, your brow scrunched up. It seemed this man was the doctor Mabel had called to help patch you up when you were unconscious.
You remembered her saying he was in a similar line of business; you vaguely recognized him but had never done business with him before. He probably only worked with a few dealers and probably only operated with the higher-end products and clients. Despite the fact that she called the guy to help you, it was clear that she was not a fan of this man.
The doctor came over, lifting your bandage without asking permission. You tensed at the man’s cold fingers on your skin as he looked down at the wound. The man might have supposably been a doctor, but you didn’t like anyone besides Mabel touching your bandages and poking around your wound. “It’s healing up nicely.” He replaced the bandage then turned back to Mabel, tossing her a little bottle. “Refill of pain meds.” He moved towards the door, leaning close to Mabel to whisper in her ear. “Don’t worry, I already added them to your tab.” He smirked before making his way out the door.
You watched as Mabel stormed across her apartment, before she could slam the door in the doctor’s face, he placed his foot, stopping the door. He leaned back into the apartment, getting close to her face. “If you can’t afford it,” he said lowly. “There are other ways.” His hand slid down the door until his fingers brushed over Mabels.
Mabel quickly recoiled from his touch, stepping back into her apartment, getting as far away from the man as possible. Charlie was quick to fill the gap, crossing the apartment in only a few strides. He flung the door open wider, standing tall as he stared down at the doctor. The doctor held up his arms and backed away. Charlie slammed the door shut, making sure to lock it so they didn’t get any more uninvited guests.
The doctor had been speaking quietly but you had been close enough to hear him. Mabel owed the man, and it seemed like she owed him a lot. Based on the way he spoke to her after giving her the pain meds for you, you couldn’t help but think that whatever price she owned this guy was because of you. Mabel hadn’t said anything to you, but you couldn’t be surprised, this doctor didn’t seem like he did anything out of the kindness of his heart, so you doubted he’d save your life for free. You hated the idea of Mabel being indebted to that man because of you. It was your life that he saved, you deserved to pay the price, not Mabel who just got stuck dealing with you and your problems.
“Who was that?” you asked hesitantly.
“Nobody,” Mabel said. She stormed across the apartment, entering and then slamming the door to the bathroom.
“What was that about?” you looked at Charlie.
“Oh, you know Mabel,” he said, waving off Mabels reaction. “She just-”
“Not her,” you were quick to correct him. “That guy,” you nodded to the now closed front door. “I already have my suspicions, so please, don’t lie to me.”
Charlie sighed, running a hand across his buzz cut. He looked at the bathroom door, making sure Mabel wasn’t about to come back out before looking back down at you giving you a reluctant nod. “He’s the doctor Mabel called, after we brought you here,” Charlie admitted, confirming your first suspicion. “He told her she would owe him for saving your life,” he confirmed your second suspicion.
“Do you know how much?”
Charlie shook his head. “I’m guessing a lot. The guy’s a total dick,” he mumbled.
Before you could say anything else the bathroom door swung back open. Mabel now had a jacket on, and a bag slung over her shoulder. “Let’s go,” she said shoving Charlie in the shoulder as she made her way to the door.
“Where?” he asked, turning to trail after her, despite not knowing where they were going.
“To get the drugs.” She already had her hand on the doorknob.
“Wait!” you said. “You’re going with him? It’s too dangerous.” You didn’t want Charlie and his crew to be in danger either but Mabel going with him to the boat was adding an unnecessary level of danger.
“I know how to get rid of the drugs discreetly,” Mabel said. When she turned to look at you, she once again had that soft look in her eyes, but it was clear she was still annoyed from the interaction with the doctor.
“I’ll go.” You knew that was an even worse idea, but you didn’t want Mabel risking any more than she already had.
“No,” she said softly. She moved away from the door but not close enough to be at your bedside again. “I’ve done similar stuff before, trust me.”
“I don’t like this.” You shook your head. “The docks will be crawling with the bosses’ men, looking for any hint of their drugs.”
“This is the only way,” Mabel sighed. “Or we could just leave the drugs on the boat until they set out again.” You clenched your jaw knowing she was right. You would love to wait for them to set out again, but you had to wait until they had a job otherwise it would be suspicious. You couldn’t wait though because the longer the drugs sat on their boat the more there was a chance of them getting discovered. “We’ll be quick, I promise.”
“Okay,” you nodded reluctantly. “Be safe.” Mabel nodded with a smile before turning and walking out the front door. “Charlie!” you called, stopping him before he could close the door. “Keep an eye out, they will be there.” He gave you a grateful smile before closing the door.
You let your head flop back onto the bed, all your anxieties from the situation taking over your mind. You trusted Mabel, you trusted she knew what she was doing. You also knew what kind of men you worked for, what they were willing to do, to not only get their product back but to get information on where the product might be. You dropped hundreds of thousands of dollars into the ocean, they weren’t going to just let that go, chalk it up as a loss and try again. So, you laid there, staring up at the ceiling, not able to focus on anything until they got back.
You even tried picking up the copy of The Odyssey that Mabel had brought you. Usually, the book brought you nothing but comfort, whenever you opened it, you would forget about the world and all your problems. Not this time though because this time you were the one stuck home while Mabel was the one going out to fight the monsters.
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She’s so fine
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It’s your favourite gangster again, homes.I have a request😈.We(all)know Finestkind is coming out and we don’t know much about Mabel, darling…can…c-c-can I have a g!p Mabel?
since we know so little about her it might be hard but i'm an alpha and i can do everything
"Oh- Mabel!"
It comes out muffled, hard to make out. But Mabel hears it just fine even with your face pushed deep into the pillow. She chuckles, you think, but it's hard to make anything out right now besides the feeling of being stretched so good.
You flex your fingers, aching to grab onto something, anything. But you can't. Not with her hands keeping yours securely held in place behind your back. She's practically slamming herself into you, the bed squeaking with every thrust of her hips.
It's probably been hours of this, of Mabel relentlessly pounding into you like it's her life mission, but you can't tell anymore.
Not like you care.
All you can think about right now is that familiar feeling creeping up, making you a desperate, moaning mess. You're close, and Mabel isn't far behind. It's clear by the way she's fucking you- rough and sloppy.
You don't mind though. You couldn't care less how she's fucking you when it's this good. And you especially don't mind now, with her deep inside you the way she is.
It's not long before that feeling catches up to you, and you cum with a loud moan of Mabel's name, the only thing you've been capable of saying for the past God knows how long. She's right behind you, finishing with a groan just seconds later.
"Fuck," you say shakily, your voice scratchy and hoarse from all of the embarrassing screaming you've been doing. You feel Mabel let go of you and her weight leaves the bed. You roll over onto your back and catch your breath, eyes lazily following her as she shuffles around the room.
You think maybe she's getting her boxers to come lay beside you.
You're clearly wrong.
You want to ask her what she's got, even though you're pretty sure you can tell. But you can't bring yourself to speak. Especially not when you're proven right, when she turns back to you with a mischievous grin and what you're sure is the brightest pink vibrator you've ever seen.
You're definitely not finished.
#idk why pink but idk#wtf is this#mabel finestkind#wtf is mabel's last name#jenna ortega x reader#jenna ortega#finestkind#smut#jenna ortega smut
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Hoe
Y/n: Can you teach me how to be a hoe ?
Mabel: Rude. But yes.
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#jenna ortega#wednesday addams#lorraine day#phoebe atwell#vada cavell#skye willow#mabel finestkind#tara carpenter#cairo sweet
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Day & Night III
Mabel (finestkind) x G!P Reader
Warnings: a bit smut, fluff, slight injuries, bruises, the greatest showman spoilers, bad translation?
A/N: new chapter :) I like where this is going to be honest. I’m surprised myself what I’m writing spontaneous. Let’s see how this all will end
Part 1, Part 2
Then again there was this wet but also soft feeling on my cheek. I moved my head to the side to see Mabel smiling while caressing my waist with the hand she had slowly and carefully slid around my figure. I was sort of confused but also half asleep, my mind wasn't working yet.
"Some part of you was already awake... I was waiting for you to fully wake up" she whispered before kissing my cheek very slow. My eyes closed because of the sensation I was receiving. The clicking sound of her lips on my cheek made me shiver over and over again. I felt like falling asleep right away.
Her hand slid carefully above my figure, passing my hurt ribs before moving her hand back to the center of my stomach.
"How you feeling y/n?" She whispered between kisses.
I didn't managed to open my eyes. I felt so secure and warm and didn't wanted to lose that feeling. In a sonorous way a sound left the back of my throat. I could feel Mabel smiling against my cheek when hushed she said "I meant your pain...".
Another wave of goosebumps went through my body when I managed to say with a dry voice "it's hurting...". Mabel sighed slight before I felt her body leaning over mine and I felt the weight taking out the air of my lungs. I quietly whined in pain and squeezed my eyes "sorry!" Mabel said with a lilting tone seeming to be worried for a sec.
I opened my eyes to see she was reaching for my night table. In the next moment the weight of her left my upper body and she supported herself on her arm as she held a glass of water in one hand and a pill in the other.
My eyes were half lidded when she gently put her finger tip on my lower lip and tried to make me open my mouth. My lip tingles when I slowly parted my lips "drink that" said Mabel still in a quiet way before putting the pill between my lips and holding the glass of water onto my lips. I raised my head slightly and swallowed it down with a few sips of water.
I let my head fall back into the pillow and sighed exhausted when Mabel had put the glass away. Her hand found her way back to my body where she slowly caressed my lower stomach while pushing my shirt slightly up.
In that moment I realized that I had been sleeping in the same clothes from yesterday. How would I even get changed? I asked my self but my thoughts were interrupted by another wet touch of Mabel's lips on my cheek. She moved her body closer to mine, almost snuggled herself up on my right side. I could feel the heat of her body and feel her pulse pounding slight against my arm. She began to kiss my cheek in a way more sensual way than before while her hand slipped suddenly into my pants, slightly brushing over my hard dick.
I breathed heavier, that was her signal to go further. So she began to kiss my neck and opened my pants properly before putting her hand in my boxers and getting a hold of my dick. I had goosebumps all over my body when my eyes fell shut again.
"You like me right?" Whispered Mabel against the skin of my neck. I swallowed hard and then her grip began to tighten around me. In a slow pace she began to move her hand up and down while putting pressure on different parts. I gasped slight and my head turned to the side making it easy for Mabel to crash her lips onto mine.
The kiss was gently and soft. Her tongue waiting for access. Her movements began to fasten and I breathed heavier through my mouth, which gave her the access to put her tongue into my mouth. I moaned muffled while she kept brushing her lips above mine, giving me the best handjob i could have imagined.
Everytime her hand reached my tip she tightened her grip around it. Slowly caressing the tip with her thumb when pre cum left me. Her kiss getting even more sensual before she whispered into my ear “relax...” I shivered and buckled my hip up in need for more, feeling myself getting close.
I felt Mabel's grin on my neck when she began to move faster. I arched my back and winced in pain. "Wow... keep it slow y/n" she whispered teasing and began to use even more pressure. I gasped for air feeling myself coming any second now, Mabel seemed to notice because she slowed her movements down and used a constant tight grip around my dick that made me moan in pleasure. Her lips finding her way to my neck when I came right in her hand. I was panting now, feeling satisfied and overwhelmed. I felt Mabel's fingertips touching my sensitive tip, wiping the cum around and massaging me.
"How you feeling now?" She whispered with a grin I could feel. My chest was still rising up and down pretty fast when I tried to water my dry mouth before speaking "good...".
Mabel's touch left my dick and suddenly she moved carefully on top of me making sure to not hurt me "only good?" She whispered against my lips. I opened my eyes and was met with her dark ones again. The light of the lamp reflected in them so beautifully that I had put my hand slightly around her head, holding her face and caressing her cheek while looking at her with admiring and dreamy eyes.
“You're so beautiful...” I began to think loud. I said it almost audible... Mabel for sure heard it. She smiled, there was always something about her smile I couldn't quite assign to. Was it warm? Caring? Flirty? Seductive? Or even happy and loving?
She leaned down before kissing me deep and long, stealing the rest of air from my lungs.
Later Mabel was gone. Said something about getting some groceries and doing something for college. I was a bit confused by that but tried to not think so much about it. When I looked at the clock, it was almost 5pm. Slowly I got up from my bed. Every muscle and for sure my rips still hurted.
The idea for not being able to do something heavy for at least 6 weeks was killing me. Slowly I took of my clothes as good as I could. Thanks to Mabel I only had to take off my sweatshirt and boxers.
Very slowly and carefully I went to the shower. I had a chest bandage on to keep my rips steady. I didn't cared about that. All I wanted was a warm shower now.
So I stepped slowly into the shower and leaned on the wall when I turned it on and waited for the water to get warm. As soon as I felt the steam rising around my naked body I turned the shower head and closed my eyes. Enjoying the warm water hitting my tense muscles. I breathed steady through my mouth. Turning my back to the water so it would hit me at the right places.
After showering I had put on my lounge wear. Some cozy joggers from puma. Somehow I had pretty many clothes like that but never wore them since I always walked around in jeans or a bit overdressed general. But with my injuries I guess I had a reason to wear them now. I was sitting on the edge of my bed trying to put on an oversized sweater I had. When I suddenly heard keys entering my lock i looked confused and slightly scared to the living room through my bedroom door hoping to see who it was and to somehow react.
The door fell shut, keys were sliding over a table and I heard the rumbling of Paper?
I kept looking through the crack when I suddenly recognized Mabel figure opening the door to my bedroom properly.
I looked at her even more confused and asked "how did you get in here?" Mable had a smirk on lips when she walked towards me and moved her fingers through my slight wet hair saying "I took your keys before leaving".
Why did she do that? And why was she back... so fast?
I kept looking at her confused as hell while wearing my sweater with only one arm in the sleeve. Mabel chuckled "couldn't you wait till I was back? You could have hurt yourself" carefully she helped me to put my left arm through the sleeve.
"Go dry your hair I'll cook something meanwhile" she said softly caressing my bruised cheek before leaving the bedroom.
I looked after her
"O- okay...?" I whispered to myself and carefully went to the bathroom to dry my hair. After drying it I made my way to the living room that was attached to the kitchen. The TV was on and the greatest showman was playing quietly while Mabel was in the kitchen and doing whatever. I looked around and saw my keys lying on my desk, beside them were a laptop and some college stuff. Not mine so I assumed it was Mabel's? When I turned and looked to the kitchen counter I saw that there was a bag on the couch.
Bag with clothes? Mabel's clothes?
I tried to look over the counter to see what Mabel was cooking but I didn't managed to do that. I saw a few paper bags on the other side of the kitchen. Looked like groceries. What was going on? I asked myself and began to look around even more confused. A chuckle brought me back and my eyes met Mabel's. She had her hair together in a messy bun “you're looking a bit lost over there...” she said and kept cooking. The smell of the food reached my nose and it reminded me of the smell of bolognese.
"Sit down... food is almost done" she said.
I decided to ask no questions and sat down on the couch instead of the table so I could watch the movie. It was in the middle of the summer why was it even playing? For me was the greatest showman something like a Christmas movie. I watched totally focused the scene where Hugh Jackman's character began to sing "a million dreams" on top of rooftops with his family.
"Can you believe that I haven't seen the movie so yet?" Chuckled Mabel when she climbed over the couch, sat down beside me with two plates of Spagetti in her hands.
"Well I mean... it's not a type of movie you watch" I began while Mabel gave me my plate, already eating from her own. After swallowing the noddles down she laughed and covered her mouth with her hand.
"You're right... but I used to find Zac Efron pretty attractive... and hey Zendaya is in it."
I couldn't help but laughed and looked back to the tv. After a few seconds I looked at the plate in my hand and began to eat the noddles carefully. When the song was almost finished Mabel said "I think I knew that song..." I chuckled and looked at her, her sparkling pitch black eyes meeting mine "what?" She asked and shrugged her shoulders.
"The songs were trending all over the Internet and playing in the radios... you'll know a few... trust me" I said and she nudged slight my shoulder before turning the attention back to the tv. So we kept watching the movie and I had the pleasure to listen to every comment Mabel made. The movie surprised and shocked her at so many ways that it was just adorable. And everytime they began to sing in the movie Mabel said "I know that one!" It was already the third time she said that and I couldn't help but laugh. I ate the last piece on my plate and put the now empty plate on the coffee table right beside Mabel.
"Thank you" I said quite to appreciate Mabel for cooking. Without looking at her I wiped the corner of my mouth "your welcome" she said softly and I felt her staring at me so I looked a bit shy at her and then she reached out with her hand and wiped my chin "there was some more sauce" she said, her eyes piercing mine before she let go of my chin smiling cute.
I looked down shyly and said almost in a whisper “thank you...” I looked back to the tv while Mabel whispered “you're welcome...”
It was quiet for a moment and my eyes widened in excitement "you will love this one... I get goosebumps hearing that every time!". The scene where Rebecca Ferguson performed "never enough" as her character came on.
I leaned back to get a bit comfortable and watched the scene in awe. Listening to the scene, seeing the emotions and tension. The way all characters were totally taking by the performance. "You'll see P.T the circus director falling so hard for her performance, it's so beautiful... first you'll think it's love, Attraction and you will think he'll cheat on his wife later but! He won't... he loves his wife. He was just with his heart fully in her performance... and I just spoiled you like hell....shit” I said totally in excitement. I tried to calm down “anyway just watch it...” I said then with a wide smile and watched the scene in full awe.
What y/n didn't saw was the way Mabel watched her in full admiration watching the scene she just had described to her. While watching y/n and hearing the song lyrics
All the shine of a thousand spotlights. All the stars we steal from the night sky. Will never be enough. Never be enough. Towers of gold are still too little. These hands could hold the world but it'll. Never be enough. Never be enough.For me. Never, never. Never, never. Never, for me. For me. Never enough. Never enough. Never enough. For me. For me. For me
Mabel indeed understood what you meant. But she understood it in the perspective of the director while watching you. She had goosebumps all over her body and looked almost scared, shocked of the things she felt towards you when the realization hit her.
She looked to the screen and saw it herself. It was playing in front of her like a movie how she felt for you… even tho the lyrics had no romantic meaning but the way it was performed it made her spine shiver and heart beat faster. She felt the heat rising in her cheeks watching the woman almost crying while singing. The director watching her in full awe and admiration while his wife watched him, scared to lose him. And then Mabel realized she wasn’t the director… she was the wife… the wife who watched the love of her life instead of the performer during that song.
After the scene finished I looked at Mabel with a wide grin. Surprised to see her eyes all shiny and wet? I chuckled "did I promise to much?" Mabel sniffed slight and tried to look away while chuckling "no... no you didn't".
“And there's more to come...” I said and looked back to the tv. Mabel suddenly moved closer and snuggled herself up on me, her head lying on my shoulder while watching the movie with me.
A gentle smile was on my lips when I nudged her head gently with my nose before looking back to the movie.
Never enough... yeah. I would never... have enough of you I though in my head
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Luck Runs Out |Epilogue|
Pairing: Mabel x Reader
Summary: When your luck runs out you unknowingly drag Mabel back into the life, she's so desperate to escape.
Warnings: None
Word Count: 4k+
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Mabel heard her name called, she stood up, silently hoping the sleeves to her gown were covering her shaking hands, she had them bunched into fists, but it wasn’t helping much. She made sure to walk up the stage quickly but no too quickly, she had been practicing more than she cared to admit. She smiled as the man shook her hand and handed her the diploma.
She had done it; she had officially graduated. It was only an associate degree from a community college, but she had gone back to school, and she had done the work. As she made her way off the stage she smiled when her eyes landed on you in the crowd, you were standing up, clapping your hands, probably making more noise than anyone else. You told her it didn’t matter what kind of degree she got or what kind of school she went to, she should be proud of everything she accomplished because you certainly were.
“You did it!” You shouted when Mabel came outside, already waiting for her. You didn’t wait for her to get to you before you ran up, lifting her in your arms and spinning her around.
Mabel giggled at being lifted in the air. When you finally sat her down, she took off her cap and lightly slapped you on the shoulder with it. “You’re ridiculous,” she said through her laughter. She glanced around, seeing other graduates hugging and smiling with their loved ones as well.
“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes. “You ready for your graduation party?”
She blushed ducking her head in your shoulder. “I told you I didn’t need anything like that.”
“And I told you,” you wrapped your arm around her, pulling her tighter against you. “It’s also a going away party.”
“I can’t believe we’re leaving tomorrow,” she mumbled as the two of you walked to her car.
You snatched her keys from her hands before she even got the chance to unlock the car. You untangled yourself from her so you could run to the car, opening the passenger door for her. “Your charity my lady,” you said with a bow.
“I hate you,” she said with affection.
“You love me.” You tilted your head, giving her that smirk you always gave her when you did something you knew would annoy her.
“Regretfully,” she mumbled, already leaning in to kiss you.
“Shut up,” you smiled before closing the distance.
She finally pulled away from the kiss to slip in the passenger seat. You peeked your head in to make sure her legs were in before shutting the door. She shook her head as she watched you run around the car to the driver's side. You quickly slipped in the driver's seat, started the car, then reached over taking her hand in your own. Whenever you were the one driving somewhere you always held Mabel’s hand, she learned that pretty quickly, no matter what, you always reached over to take her hand. You brought your intertwined hands to your lips, giving her fingers a soft kiss before backing out of the parking space.
“What if we just spent tonight at the apartment?” Mabel suggested, resting her head back against the headrest as she looked over at you.
You smiled at her question but never took your eyes off the road. “The guys are already waiting for us,” you reasoned.
“We could work on packing.”
You chuckled, shaking your head, she knew she wasn’t going to get out of this, but she was determined to try. “We’re already packed.” She let out a huff, crossing her arms before you let out an exaggerated sigh, she perked up, she didn’t want to get her hopes up but the idea that she might have gotten you to cave was too exciting. “How about we stay for a couple hours and if you still want to leave we can?”
Mabel nodded her head back and forth as if she was considering it. “Fine,” she grumbled.
A few minutes later you parked the car. Mabel looked out the window at the rundown bar, the same bar where she had met Charlie for the first time. She waited for you as you jumped out of the car and ran around to open her door again. You didn’t have to do it but for some reason it made you so happy and Mabel loved seeing that smile on your face. She rolled her eyes when you bowed once again, holding out your hand for her. She took your hand and allowed you to help her step out of the car and as usual you refused to let her hand go even if the two of you were just going to the door.
You pouted when she let go of your hand, but she wanted to take off her cap and gown. She tossed them in the backseat and was quick to grab your hand again, instantly making you brighten up. You led her to the door and allowed her to step in first. Mabel was greeted by cheers from the guys. It was just the two of you and the guys for the party, and were hardly the only ones in the bar but that didn’t matter, the guys had a couple tables in the corner saved which you were quick to drag her over to.
She continued to hold your hand under the table, playing with your fingers. Charlie slipped in the seat across from her, leaning over the table to whisper, “Congratulations.”
“Couldn’t have done it without you,” she said. Which was true, she had wanted to go back to school for some time but didn’t really consider it until she met Charlie. Charlie also took time to help her decide what to write her essay on and read it over before she submitted it.
Charlie scrunched up his face, waving her off. “Of course you could have.”
“A gift from the wife,” Costa said, setting down a large cake.
“Holy shit!” Mabel’s eyes widened, Anne-Marie went out of her way, the cake was amazing. It was pretty simple, but she had done it all by hand, she wrote Mabel’s name and congratulations across the top in gorgeous cursive and made a little cap and diploma out of icing in one corner.
“Drinks for everyone!” Nunes yelled as he and Tommy arrived with hands full of beer.
Everyone grabbed a beer while Charlie cut the cake and began passing out pieces. You let go of Mabel’s hand only to throw an arm around her waist, tugging her a bit closer to you. Mabel leaned into you, smiling as she laughed along with whatever crazy story Nunes was telling as she ate her delicious cake. If you couldn’t be holding her hand you found some other way of touching her or having your arms around her, she was never a physical touch kind of person but with you she didn’t mind, she actually missed your touch when you weren’t around.
She looked over at you while you were in a deep discussion with Costa, waving your fork around to help make your point. She was so lost in admiring you, she didn’t hear what you were saying but she was pretty sure it was about some movie or show, though you were being very serious about your discussion. You always got so serious when talking about something you were passionate about. There were times, like this moment, when she couldn’t believe that you were real, you were here, you were real, and she had been dating you for a whole year already.
So much happened over the year, after your first kiss, Mabel didn’t leave your side until the boat got back to port. At the docks they were greeted by the coastguard, she was terrified you were going to be arrested, the potential of all of you being arrested, including herself, didn’t cross her mind, she was only concerned about you. They didn’t arrest you though, the police were called in and you were brought down to the station for questioning. You somehow managed to sell the story that you weren’t on the boat with the rest of the crew when it exploded, you even admitted to your crew bringing in drugs. Mabel fully expected you to go away for life, to only have a future with you involving a glass window in between the two of you.
The drug operation your boss was running was so much bigger than she imagined, even though he was the boss here and you weren’t super involved in everything you were able to provide the authorities with enough information, location of the warehouse, how many workers there were, even some names, the type of drugs being brought in, and the amount and times you guys did runs. You provided them with everything they needed to bring down the biggest drug operation on the east coast. You were willing to pay for your wrongdoings, you had said you were hoping for a light sentence for your cooperation, but you were fully willing to accept jail time. Luckily for her and more importantly, for you, Charlie’s dad is an amazing lawyer and got you immunity.
Your ‘death’ was basically retracted and that was that. They managed to keep everything pretty hush hush so there wasn’t a target on your back. Besides your boss and crew, most people didn’t know who you were anyway, the one good thing your boss actually did was keep everything so secret. Everyone who could accurately identify you by photo, or name, and who knew exactly what you were involved with were all dead.
Mabel was by your side through it all and somehow you managed to take her on a real date. The two of you had been together since she kissed you, it was the longest relationship Mabel ever had and every day she fell in love with you even more. Sometimes you’d go out and have fun but then there were other times Mabel would have to stay in and study for a test or exams and you’d come over and silently sit next to her, reading or doing something else quietly. Mabel never knew how much she could enjoy just the presence of someone.
“I can’t believe you’re leaving me with these knuckleheads,” Tommy said, bringing Mabel out of her thoughts.
You chuckled, taking a sip of your beer. “You did just fine before me,” you said.
Tommy scoffed, waving you off. “You choose,” he leaned across the table, pretending you were the only one that could hear him. “I’ll get rid of any of them.” He glanced to his side where Charlie sat. “Even him,” he nodded at his brother.
Charlie gasped, turning his full body to face his brother, his mouth wide open. Tommy ignored him, not even bothering to spare him a glance. Mabel felt your entire body shake with laughter. “Sorry,” you gave him a sympathetic shrug.
Tommy grumbled into his beer. “You’ll have a job when you return.”
“If they return,” Nunes said, slinging an arm around Tommy. Tommy gruffly shrugged off Nunes.
Mabel chuckled along with everyone else. Despite your differences and the amount of times you antagonized the crew of the Finestkind Tommy allowed you into the crew. Your main source of income might have been from drug smuggling, but you were actually a decent fisherman. Mabel had been skeptical when you ran up to her telling her Tommy offered you a job. She kind of thought you just knew how the equipment worked, that you only did enough fishing to not raise any red flags. After your first run with the guys though she learned that you were actually very good at your job.
“I appreciate that,” you said, giving Tommy a grateful smile. “And we’ll be back,” you threw a straw wrapper at Nunes. “We just,” you turned your head and looked into Mabel’s eyes. She had her head resting on your shoulder and tilted it up so she could meet your gaze without moving. “Want to see the world first.”
Mabel leaned up, capturing your lips in a quick kiss. She quickly pulled away and went back to resting her head on your shoulder. She glanced across the table as you continued to talk to Tommy and the others, seeing Charlie swirling his beer around, his eyes completely focused on the movement. He glanced up when he felt Mabel’s eyes on him and gave her a soft smile.
Things were slightly awkward with Charlie when you and Mabel first started dating. Mabel knew he was still getting over the relationship but that didn’t stop him from trying to help you or her. Charlie was actually the one that called his dad and had him come down to the police station and be your lawyer. Mabel had been freaking out, she had no idea what to do but Charlie didn’t hesitate to step in and help the best way he could. He also vouched for you, telling Tommy you’d make a great edition to the crew. Charlie even admitted to Mabel a few months after the two of you started dating that he was wrong about you. He originally only saw you as trouble that would drag Mabel back into the world she had been desperate to escape but you ended up being exactly what she needed.
“When do you guys leave?” Costa asked, bringing Mabel back to the current conversation.
“Tomorrow morning,” you answered, smiling at Mabel.
“Bright and early,” Mabel mumbled, cuddling into your side. She felt more than heard your laughter. The two of you would be leaving in the morning but it was actually going to be closer to late morning, not right at sunrise, still earlier than Mabel usually preferred to be waking up, the things she did for you.
“Have they told you the name yet?” Charlie asked, joining in on the conversation finally.
Mabel flicked you a glare, making you try and hide your laughter by drinking more of your beer. “No,” she grumbled. The others all broke out into a laugh, making Mabel glare at all of them.
You kept your promise and only made Mabel stay at the party for a few hours. She was never going to admit it to you, but you were right it had been fun. She was glad to get to see the guys and have one last celebration before having to leave for your trip. That didn’t mean she wasn’t happy to finally leave and get a few hours of sleep. When the two of you left, the guys were still around the table, ordering more drinks.
The two of you fell into bed as soon as you got back to her apartment and slept until your alarms went off. Mabel helped you grab the bags and pack them into the car. She did a quick check of her place since it would be a while before she would be back, she was forcing Charlie to come by and check on the place at least once a week while the two of you were gone. Once she was satisfied and confirmed she had everything she needed she hopped into the passenger seat.
You smiled, taking Mabel’s hand as soon as she was in the car. Mabel silently chuckled, shaking her head, you were practically vibrating in your seat. You didn’t drive as crazily as her, but you were at the harbor before she knew it. You were out of the car and opening the door for her before she even had her seatbelt off.
The two of you walked hand in hand, passing all the other boats as you led Mabel to yours. Finally, the two of you came to your sailboat, you quickly let go of Mabel’s hand to turn around and raise your arms, gesturing with a wide smile at your sailboat. Mabel giggled, shaking her head at you. She had seen the boat plenty of times, but you still showed it off as if she was seeing it for the first time.
“Damn, she’s beautiful,” Charlie said, coming up beside Mabel.
You didn’t say anything, just nodded excitedly. You ran up to Mabel, taking her bag in your hand before taking off to board the ship. Mabel took the opportunity to hand Charlie the keys to her car. She couldn’t exactly bring her car on the boat and the two of you would be gone for a while, so she said Charlie was free to use her vehicle as long as he took care of it and checked on her apartment.
“If anything happens to my car,” Mabel said, pointing at Charlie. “I will kill you.”
“Yes ma’am,” he saluted her. She tilted her head, glaring at him. He quickly cleared his throat, standing up a little straighter. “She will be in perfect condition when you return.”
Mabel narrowed her eyes. “Good,” she smiled.
“Have fun,” Charlie whispered, pulling Mabel into a hug. “I expect lots of pictures.”
“Of course,” Mabel chuckled.
“Call whenever you get the chance.”
“Thank you,” Mabel pulled back from the hug, looking Charlie in the eyes. “For everything.”
Charlie shrugged, waving her off. “It was nothing.”
Mabel rolled her eyes; Charlie made it really difficult to give him compliments. They finished their goodbyes then Charlie ran off to meet up with Tommy. Mabel stared up at the boat, waiting for you to finish whatever you were doing, you didn’t want her stepping onto the boat until you revealed the name you came up with, the name you had been keeping secret from Mabel since you got the damn thing.
There was a part of her that couldn’t believe this was real, that this was her life now. After the charges were dropped and you were free and clear and completely healed from your wounds you finally followed your dreams and bought a sailboat. You used the bag of money that somehow managed to survive everything and you somehow managed to hold onto. You used it to buy a fixer upper sailboat and in your free time while Mabel was at work or school you worked on it tirelessly to make it into your dream boat. With the money you had left over, which was still a couple hundred grand you gave to the guys, telling them to split it amongst themselves or do whatever, saying it was a small gesture for helping save your life.
Now, you were about to set sail on your first real trip. You had taken it out a few times to make sure everything worked properly, and you wouldn’t sink before attempting a long voyage. Mabel had been out with you almost every time you took her out on the water. You gave her lessons in sailing, made her study how the boat worked and what to do. You could sail it for the most part on your own, but it was pretty big, and you’d need Mabel’s help on a few things. She was nervous about the idea at first, she had never attempted sailing before, but you knew your stuff and helped her pick up things fairly easily, you even let her sail on her own for a bit, while you stood nearby just in case something went wrong.
“Are you ready?” you shouted, holding your arms out wide.
Mabel nodded, watching as you ran across the deck to rip off the tarp you had covering the name of the boat. You had a name picked out as soon as you purchased the thing, probably knew what you’d name it before you had ever even met Mabel. For some reason you insisted on keeping it a secret from her though. She thinks it started off as a joke and after realizing how much it annoyed her not knowing you decided to just keep it a secret until your trip.
You ripped off the tarp revealing the Odessey underneath it. “Are you serious?” Mabel asked, smiling, and shaking her head at you. She couldn’t say she was surprised; it was your favorite book after all.
“I thought about Penelope,” you admitted, helping Mabel onto the boat. “And Odysseus.” You looked around the boat, admiring her beauty and all the hard work you put into her. “But The Odyssey just felt right.”
Mabel smiled as she quickly pulled you into a kiss. “We won’t have the same journey as Odysseus, right?” she abruptly pulled away from you.
“I hope not?” you shrugged. “I still think it would be cool to face a monster,” you mumbled. “No matter!” you smiled widely, stepping back from Mabel. “I have us covered.” Mabel raised an eyebrow as you slapped your pockets looking for something. “For you,” you smiled nervously when you finally found what you were looking for.
Mabel tilted her head at you holding out what appeared to be a little jewelry box. She tried to ignore the slight shake in her hands as she reached for the box. She gave you a shy smile as she flipped open the box, revealing a matching trident necklace to yours.
“I know it’s not really your thing,” you said, rubbing the back of your neck as your eyes found the deck very interesting. “But-”
Mabele grabbed you by the shirt, pulling you in for a kiss. “I love it,” she whispered against your lips.
You smiled as Mabel turned around, moving her hair out of the way so you could put the necklace on her. She looked down seeing the little trident now dangling there then looked up to see nearly the same trident hanging around your neck. You had yours most of your life but you somehow managed to find one for her that was in the same style, the only difference was yours was silver while hers was gold.
“You don’t actually believe these will protect us, right?” Mabel asked, though she had a feeling she’d know what you’d say.
“All I’m saying is I haven’t died yet,” you said, raising your hands as if that was a reasonable defense.
Mabel opened her mouth to argue but she wasn’t sure what she’d say. You survived being shot and tossed into the ocean, somehow surviving for hours until Charlie and the crew found you. Then Mabel and the guys arrived right before you were about to be executed. You fought a guy underwater and won, you helped take out the others on the boat, and then once you shot a gas can, blowing up your boss and the entire boat, and still somehow survived without any major injuries. Mabel hated herself for thinking it but maybe the sea god really was on your side, even if your hero was a dude he hated.
You got behind the wheel of the boat and began to pull out of port. Mabel wrapped her arms around your waist, ducking her head as you moved your arm to have it around her while still holding onto the wheel. “Onward to Florida,” she said, looking up at you.
“Then to Greece,” you smiled, pulling her in for a quick kiss before focusing on the ocean ahead.
Mabel smiled, resting her head on your shoulder as she stared at the horizon in front of her. The two of you had to sail down to Florida first then after a couple days of refueling and re-supplying there you’d be able to head off across the Atlantic, finally living out your dream of sailing to Greece. You and Mabel had many trips planned, the intention was to sail around the world like you always dreamed of and to travel like Mabel dreamed of. There were more convenient places to sail to first besides Greece, but Mabel knew your dream was for your first destination to be Greece.
The trip down to Florida would take almost two weeks and then crossing the Atlantic would take almost a month. You planned to spend a couple months in Greece, sightseeing and sailing to a few of the nearby islands. From there the two of you would plan your next trip. Mabel had no idea where the two of you would end up, but she was excited to go on the journey with you.
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Information: Titles with these '*' means it's a smut chapter.
Mabel:
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Watched like 30 minutes of the movie and I got butterflies Mabel is soooooooooo fine and her personality is 👨🏽🍳💋
Oh my god I get it… AND YOU SHOULD DEFINITELY WRITE FKR HER I NEED G!P MABEL
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The air in my lungs
Chapter 5
Cairo Sweet x Fem Reader
Summary: A stroke of fate changes you and leads you into the arms of Cairo Sweet. Will she be your downfall or save you?
Warnings: 18+, SMUT AHEAD! Grief, loss of a parent, Injuries, Smoking, Trauma, anxiety, sexual content, student x teacher mentioned, harm, blackmailing, bad grammar
A/N: Based and inspired by Millers Girl. Mr. Miller himself isn’t really present but will be mentioned. Hope you guys enjoy.
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When Cairo was home she was lying in her her empty bathtub full of pillows standing a few meters away from her bed.
She watched a spider crawling on the ceiling and couldn’t stop thinking about your lips. Everytime she closed her eyes she sighed and felt her own lips tingling. Reminding her self how soft and good your lips felt while you were sharing the rest of the smoke and tasting each other’s mouth. She touched her neck, still feeling your firm grip around it. Oh how bad she wanted to be caressed by you, kissed by you on places she was feeling the need of being touched. She wanted to feel your lips on her chest… no. If she would be honest with herself, she wanted to feel your lips down there. She could feel her clit throbbing and pulse while she started to think about it with her eyes still closed.
She was lying in the bathtub only wearing her oversized shirt. She began to caress her tight with her fingertips. Feeling a tingle coming from her clit. Her slip getting soaked already when she imagined your lips tracing kisses down her inner tights before you would kiss her cunt deeply. The way you would probably tease her with your tongue while doing a slow and long lick through her pussy. She began to breath heavy, considering if she should touch herself or not. Craving for you to touch her and please her. But you weren’t here… and she couldn’t help herself anymore and needed to release some of the tension that was build up over the last two days and the short moment between you two in the woods.
So she took a deep breath and leaned her head back before slipping her hand into her slip. She was surprised by her own wetness. She usually never masturbated. Sure she touched her self once… out of curiosity and to help her writing about the ‚experience‘. But never did she felt the urge before to mover her fingers into her throbbing cunt because she felt the need to. The urge to. And that because of you. A classmate. A girl named y/n. She felt slightly hurt in her honour If she could say it like that. She was to pride to admit such things.
But here she was. Circling her one finger around her clit while thinking it would have been you. You lying on top of her. She wanted to feel your bodyweight on hers. Oh how bad she wanted you and couldn’t have you. She thought frustrated while she started to lose control, so she just went for it. She pushed her finger into the soaked cunt, she gasped. Feeling her hips bucking up out of Intension. She was shocked about the fact how tight she was. That was your fault. And that made her breath heavier. She felt mad. Mad because you did this to her and didn’t seemed to care about it. It should have been your finger instead of her own. Moving in till she met her knuckles. It felt like it wasn’t enough. She wasn’t sure if she could feel the pleasure of a orgasm by herself. The anger began to rise inside of her. She was breathing loud now while moving her finger slightly faster in and out. But it wasn’t enough. She didn’t felt satisfied at all. She stopped moving abrupt. She opened her eyes. She wanted to see your face… wanted to look into your eyes. Instead she saw the dark wooden ceiling. The spider she saw before was now gone.
She pulled her finger out and sat up. Her chest rising and her heart pushing hard against her chest. It was like her heart was screaming and trying to escape the jail made of bones, flesh, blood and skin.
She was holding herself up on the edge of the bathtub. Her gaze fell towards her hand she had been using, only to see the spider crawling along the edge. She was deep in thoughts when suddenly the ring of the doorbell was getting her out of it. She got up fast and cleaned her self before going down all the way through the mansion to open the door for…
“Winnie?” She said surprised. Her friend grinning wide while popping the lollipop she was licking on. Her long brown waved hair falling all over her shoulders. Cairo sighed loud and looked cold at Winnie saying “Can you help me?” Cairo asked, her hunger for y/n making her impatient now. “I… really need you to help me right now…” Cairo said with a little desperation in her voice now. She wasn’t going to tell that she, well… some sort of tried or, no she indeed was masturbating but without the luck of being pleased by that. She didn’t wanted to tell Winnie. She would probably laugh at her or even worse… would see what kind of a weak mess Cairo was. Because of you.
“Why? What Happened? Oh! And how were things with Y/n?” Asked Winnie wit a dirty grin and entered Cairos mansion.
“Terrible.” Cairo whispered, having lost all her patience now and feeling her hunger for you growing. “I want to see her again but I don’t know how to make her come back to me.” Cairo said in a little desperation now. “Please… I don’t know what to do. I have this feeling. I can’t tell if it’s love or just pure lust. I just want her to come back to me.” Cairo said, now with a little bit of panic in her voice. “I really need you to help me now, Winnie.”
There was something in Cairos eyes that made feel Winnie slightly scared. Wich only told her that her best friend was being dead serious. “Damn… what happened?” She asked attentive while following her upstairs to her bedroom. “She just left me now!” Cairo said. “She said I said the wrong thing and then she just left.” Cairo said, her hunger for you becoming really hard to control now. “I really don’t know what to do.” Cairo said with a little anger at y/n inside her and desperation in her voice. “Does she know how hungry I am for her?” Cairo asked now in a very low, hungry and desperate voice. “I want to be with her right now. Please, Winnie. I need her.”
Winnie sat down pretty speechless on the edge of Cairos bed and watched her. This was a whole different Cairo she was used to “please from the begging… I don’t understand what you’re talking about” she said in a calm tone since Cairo was pretty loaded.
Cairo sighed a little and told Winnie her whole story, even going into details such as her crush on you and the cigarettes of course. And she told Winnie how she wanted you so badly and couldn’t do anything about it anymore. “I’m so hungry for her.” Cairo said with a trembling voice now. “Winnie, please. Is there any way to get her back?” Cairo asked, feeling scared right now. “I really don’t want her to leave me like this.”
Winnie looked speechless at Cairo
“Fuck y/n really knows what shes doing… and your stupid ass said seriously ‘But I need those cigarettes’? Girl you better say the right thing next time. Do you even understand the hints she was giving you?” Said Winnie and made a bit of fun of Cairo before glaring at her for being so stupid.
“I… I don’t know. I… I just wanted to say something so she didn’t find me easy. That’s why I talked about the cigarettes.” Cairo said while looking a little ashamed on her face. Did you hate her now? Was y/n angry with her? Cairo wished she could have just said the right thing. But she was so hungry over you at this point that she felt like she couldn’t think straight anymore.
Winnie looked at her with a tilted head
“The cigarettes gave you what you wanted… that was y/n…. But she also tried to use them to get you girl! When she said you need a diffrent addiction she was talking about herself!” She sighed dramatically and shook her head
So many hints. So many signs and Cairo was messing it up pretty good. Cairo felt her heart skipping a beat with everything Winnie was saying right now. Was she really that stupid? She couldn’t believe how she missed this. But yet, she was so surprised that she could have missed y/n intentions behind those words. “Wait… so y/n likes me back?” Cairo asked now in a very excited way. “Please tell me it’s true… please. Cause I defiantly have a crush on her and didn’t dared to do anything.”
“She’s flirting so hard with you girl… crush or smash, I don’t know but she wants you. And you better act right the next time! Screw those fucking cigarettes said Winnie while she was the one who made Cairo even a smoker. “So She’s indeed flirting with me??” Cairo asked, her body feeling so excited and her mind feeling so confused right now. But that made this hunger she felt inside her for y/n grow so much more. Cairo knew she wanted y/n now, she knew she had to fight back her desires and take you right now with a clear mind. But how could she achieve that if she couldn’t really tell what you wanted right now? “But what do you mean with “Act right”? Y/n knows I like cigarettes for sure…”Cairo said, her mind now going crazy over wanting you so badly.
“Next time you’ll understand. And you better get laid by that hot girl with her scars on the back… I want some dirty tea next time” Winnie said serious. “I will…” Cairo whispered, feeling her body become more excited now. She felt so stupid that she had missed those hints you gave her. All this time she was so confused and overwhelmed because there was way too much tension. “I’m gonna have to use everything to get her next time.” Cairo said with a teasing smile now. “I’m gonna get my sweet dirty tea next time Winnie.”
The next day it was raining pretty heavy, there was also a thunder making the earth tremble. Hot summer thunderstorms. She loved it. The rain was heavy and loud. Watched it from the canopy she was standing under, at the back of the school. Leaned on the building, watching steam rising from the concrete. Showing how hot it was and how the nature tried to cool down itself. She was taking a deep hint on her cigarette, like always she was the first one at the schools land. She watched some teachers parking their cars before disappearing in the building. Her body began to relax. Her mind felt lighter than the last few hours.
But the more she thought about calming down she felt her anxiety grow more and more now, especially due to the rain and thunder. The idea that you could find her anytime was scary, but also so desirable at the same time. “I really want my sweet y/n.” Cairo whispered, her body not able to hold it anymore now. As she smoked her cigarette, she was able to feel her anxiety calm down a little, however, it now became a different kind of anxiety. What if you saw her again? What if y/n thought she was stupid and hated her now for what she said?
“I love rain…” Cairo almost twitched when she recognized you in the corner of her eyes. “I rather enjoy it from home…” you added without looking at her, instead you watched the rain. Cairo’s heart skipped a beat. “Y/n…” Cairo whispered while her eyes grew wide, her body becoming so excited that you still cared about her somehow. She wasn’t angry at you, that’s what all this fear inside her had caused her to think. But now this was all gone, and she didn’t want to waste a single second to have you with her right now. “Y/n…” Cairo said calmly now, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes while trying to collect herself now. “I need you y/n.” Cairo whispered, her body growing so hungry for you.
A smile appeared on your lips, you leaned on the wall right beside her and watched her fingers, eyes fixated on the cigarette between her fingers. Cairo looked down at her cigarette with a little smile on her face now as she looked at you. She let the cigarette fall down now and stomped on it with her foot to turn it off. She wanted to kiss y/n so badly right now, but she also felt like it might be a little too intense now. It was still early in the morning and Cairo wanted to show you a different side of her first. But that didn’t stop the hunger from growing inside her right now of course which she couldn’t hide.
“And..?” You whispered looking at the destroyed cigarette under Cairos foot. “And….” Cairo whispered, not wanting to say it just yet. It was too early for this, at least that was what she tried telling herself now. But you were looking at her with such desire and lust in the eyes, which made it almost impossible for her to say no. Suddenly she took your hand and looked at you with the deepest desire she had ever felt even. “I want you. So badly. Right now.” Cairo whispered, her body feeling so craving for you now.
“Good answer” you whispered low and pushed her quickly against the wall before kissing her hard. Feeling goosebumps all over your body. While your body couldn’t decide if it felt hot or cold now. Cairo felt her body turn so hot with just a single touch of your lips on hers, it was insane. It almost felt like her whole heart was burning inside her. All other feelings disappeared right now and she wanted you more than anything. “I need you y/n. I need this.” Cairo whispered in the middle of the kiss and pulled you closer to her, wanting to feel your body against her body as much as possible now.
“Come with me” you whispered heavy against her lips and took Cairos hand while walking towards your car. It was Parked near the woods. Following you to your car, her heart pounded hard now. She couldn’t believe that she was finally gonna taste you, to feel your lips and your body. Cairo could barely contain her emotions from just feeling your fingers on hers. “I… am just so hungry for you.” Cairo whispered in your ear now, her voice low and quiet as her eyes looked into y/n. “Can we go somewhere private y/n? Can I finally see you in a place where nobody will notice?” Cairo asked with a teasing tone while also being so incredibly excited right now.
You both were getting soaked by the rain while running towards y/n car. You couldn’t help but smile a bit cheeky when she said she was hungry for you… and the fact that she wanted to be alone with you now? You felt your heart racing like crazy. You couldn’t believe that you were having all those crazy moments with Cairo Sweet. And what was about to come would be unforgettable.
You opened the passenger door for Cairo so she could sit down in your car. The rain felt so good on your body. Even tho you were already completely wet, it cooled down your body and made the moment feel so much more intense. When you sat down in the car and looked at her you recognized that the windows of your car had been already completely steamed by the hot air.
“My place or yours?” You asked with a soft tone. Looking at her with admiration. You couldn’t enjoy her beauty after swimming class a two days ago. So you took your time. Watching the raindrops falling from her wet hair, sliding down along her beautiful face. That sharp jaw you wanted to place soft kisses on. Her long lashes making her dark eyes almost look like they were black. Your mind was drifting off, getting lost in her beauty. “Y-your place?” Cairo whispered with her voice shaking, her heart beating so fast right now. Her body felt so hot from just seeing you. She wanted you to touch her so badly. But she felt so nervous now that she was about to see you in a private place. “I… I can’t really have anyone come home right now.” Cairo said while blushing a little, her body feeling so hot right now. But she couldn’t wait anymore. “let’s go to your place.” Cairo whispered seductively.
You nodded and turned on the car to drive back home. You were starting to feel nervous for like the really first time now. You can’t remeber feeling like that for a long time. After the accident and your new way of living you stopped caring about many things. You became numb to a few things which made it easier for you to have fun and worry less. But Cairo Sweet. Let’s say you didn’t though that bold move of you back then, who was supposed to just caught her of guard and make her realize that you wouldn’t allow her or anyone else to be mean to you… yeah… that changed a few things. Before the accident you always thought she was beautiful and somehow cute but she used to scare you also. But that one interaction? The kiss that was coming from you… just to make a statement? You couldn’t stop thinking about it. You couldn’t ignore what you felt deep down. You couldn’t ignore that you enjoyed the teasing and flirting you both had. You couldn’t ignore the fact that you liked being around her. After a 15 minute drive that was quiet and slightly awkward, you made it to your home. You parked in the Garage, getting out of the car and opened the door for Cairo.
“My dad is working till 3 pm so we have the whole day for us…” you said quite shy now while taking Cairos hand and leading her through the small house you lived in. It was initiated pretty modern but also cozy, but you were sure it couldn’t be compared to the big mansion Cairo lived in. You walked slowly upstairs with her, walking past family photos that were hanging on the wall.
Soon you reached the second floor and opened the door to your bedroom, hearing a strong thunder outside, followed by a lightning. What a dramatic entrance you thought nervous. You let go of Cairos hand and let her check out your bedroom while closing the door behind you. Your bedroom was cold. Thank god Cairo thought cause the heat wave outside was getting dangerous. The blinds were down while your window was opened. The thunderstorm started to create a cold breeze wich was floating through your bedroom now. Making both of you feel somehow relieved. You turned on the small lamp on your drawer since the dark clouds outside made it pretty dark in here.
Cairo couldn't wait right now. There was nothing she wanted more in her whole life than to have you right now. Being with you alone in that cozy bedroom made her anxiety grew more and more right now. What if your Dad would came home suddenly? But that didn't matter. She trusted your words and got lost in the details in your bedroom. It was pretty clean and basic. Only two Posters of your favorite movies were on the wall, framed. Another frame with many Polaroids of you and your family? Friends? She felt somehow safe and comfortable in your bedroom. Sure you didn’t lived in a mansion like her. Her bathroom alone had the size of your bedroom. But it was enough. For people with a well amount of money it was a big bedroom. She couldn’t help and look at the Polaroids, you had a few with your mother, she assumed. Your mother that died, in a car crash you barely survived and took scars from it as Cairo remembered. She felt somehow different now. She couldn’t quite explain it.
“I… kinda have a thing for Polaroids” you said in such a soft and kind tone that Cairo could feel that you were smiling without even looking at you. Cairo moved her head to the side. Y/n standing beside her and looking at the frame full of Polaroids. “It’s like holding memories in your han-“ you both stoped mid sentence. Looking at each other and smiling shyly.
“Exactly” you whispered and looked at Cairo with admiration. You swallowed hard before moving your hand up to her face, you hesitated, feeling nervous, but you kept going and moved a wet hair strand out of her face, before fixing her bags so gently, you barely touched her. There was a smile on Cairos lips you haven’t seen before. It wasn’t lust… it wasn’t desire. It was something diffrent. Something way more intimate than you could ever imagined.
You caressed her cheek with your fingertips. Seeing the reflection of the dimmed light from your lamp in her eyes. Both of you were soaked. Even tho the water cooled you both down… you wanted to get rid of them. You slowly moved your fingertips down her neck, towards her collarbone before helping her to take of her black sweatshirt. Now her upper body was exposed and you could see her beautiful light skin, wich only emphasized the black laced bra she was wearing.
Your eyes were watching every inch of Cairo Sweets beautiful body. Cairo felt so happy, you were taking care of her so slowly and gently. Her stomach was jumping as you started to take off her sweatshirt. She felt so incredibly hungry for you right now and so close to you like never before. Carefully you touched her stomach. Your hand moving slowly in a sensual way around her waist. Feeling how cooled down her skin was because of the rain. You pulled her closer and felt her nose brushing yours while you kept looking down.
“Is this okay my dear?” You whispered and moved your hand a bit lower. Your finger moving under the band of her shorts. Cairo nodded, making your noses brush again while whispering “yes”. The next moment Cairos shorts fell to the ground, her hands made her way towards your hips. She moved her hands under your white shirt, taking it off while you tried to get rid of your hot pants. The moment you both were only standing in front of each other in underwear you leaned in and placed your lips softly on her neck. Your hands resting on her hips. Holding her firm.
"Please y/n... I need you." Cairo whispered now, as her body was craving you like nothing else now. Her body was so hungry for you. Cairo's stomach was jumping inside her now. She couldn't wait. Every time you kissed Cairo's neck, or even just touched her now, Cairo started to feel her blood boil even more. It started to get hot in your room now. The thunder was still growling while a slight breeze flew by through your opened window. This was beyond her imagination. It didn’t quite felt like lust and desire anymore. It felt diffrent, somehow way more intimate that she could ever imagined or write down. She just wanted you to do whatever you wanted with her right now. She wanted to get lost in you.
In a wave of passion that flood through your body you picked her up. Holding tight on her tights wich made Cairo wrap her legs around your hips. Since she was almost a head smaller then you it was pretty easy to hold her like that. You breathed heavy against her neck before laying her down in your bed. Your lips meeting hers immediately. You never though that being close to someone like that would make you feels so good in so many ways. Your arms were resting beside her shoulders while you held yourself up, above her body. Kissing her with heavy breaths. Feeling the sensation of her soft wet lips touching yours again and again.
Cairo Sweet was indeed sweet, a drug you came addicted to, the first time your lips met hers.
She couldn't believe this. She's never felt this way before. She laid down on your bed with a soft sigh as you kissed her deeply like this. Cairo was so eager now, her hunger for you was bigger than anything else. You could do anything you wanted with Cairo now, and she definitely wanted you to make her feel everything she's ever needed in her life right now. She didn’t had to write about it anymore or dream about it… trying to please her self while her thoughts were by you. She had you now. You were right here and gave her what she needed… what she was carving for since the first time your lips met hers.
She began to feel the weight of your body on top of hers. One of your hands moving around her neck while kissing her so slow and sensual it made loose Cairo her mind.
Your mouth opened and she felt your hot breath against her lips while you made your lips brush hers. You were asking for her permission and she gave you that by opening her mouth. You kissed her passionately. Your tongue exploring her mouth. Cairo moaned slightly and reflected your movements.
Cairo felt her body grow more and more excited with every touch from you now. Cairo was so ready for y/n now. She wanted you to take her in anyway you wanted right now. She didn't mind letting you decide how her body should be explored as you had always seemed so confident and so beautiful even before this. "Please y/n... take me. I am so ready for you. Take me however you want me right now." Cairo begged, her eyes full of desire for you at this point. Her clit was throbbing so hard at this point. She couldn’t even compare it to the way she felt yesterday in her bedroom.
“Is this your first time?” You whispered after breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes.
Cairo began to feel nervous at this point but she decided to be honest "Yes y/n" she whispered softly with her eyes locked with yours. "I've never had anyone touch me like this. I want you to be my first." Cairo admitted with a lot of desire and love? for you in her voice right now. I nodded quietly before kissing her slowly and sensual. Cairo's eyes filled with anxiety now as she felt your lips going down on her neck. She felt it everywhere on her body. She felt like she couldn't wait anymore now. "Y/n..." Cairo whispered, feeling somehow scared?
“It’s okay…” you whispered soothing into her ear before kissing her cheek soft, placing down kisses along her jaw. While your hand caressed the side of her body. Their body’s were still wet from the rain. The skin of each other felt cold, but they also felt the heat rising their body’s were producing. Y/n hands moved so smooth along Cairos wet tights while kissing her chest.
So soft… so gently. This was beyond what Cairo had imagined. She wasn’t even thinking about the hard stuff she was used to write. This was so much better. It felt so much more intense. The way you caressed her tight made her almost shiver. Her clit was still throbbing and pulsing like crazy.
In a smooth way you had put the fabric of Cairos slip between your fingers, pulling it slowly down. You sat up, on your knees in front of her. Cairo raised her legs slightly so you could take her slip off easily. While doing that your eyes lingered on her reaction. You saw her breathing heavy but she still seemed so calm. There was a light in her eyes you could get lost in forever. Her lips looked slightly wet, just by looking at them you felt your own tingling.
The moment you removed her slip and let it fall beside your bed you had put your hands on her slightly closed legs. Cairo was watching every move of your hands, so she didn’t even noticed that you watched her face expression instead. Slowly you moved your hands up to her knees. You could see her pupils getting bigger the moment you opened her legs just to place your body between them. You could swear she gasped but Cairo Sweet was also pretty good in hiding her expressions. You held back a smirk before reaching for a blanket and putting it above the both of you.
Another growl came from the thunder outside. The light of the lightning strikes through your bedroom, when you leaned over Cairo and your eyes met hers. You had goosebumps now. The cold was noticeable. But the heat of our body’s was even more present.
You brushed your nose slightly against Cairos
Whispering “relax my dear” before kissing her cheek gently, then her jaw and then her neck. You had found your favorite spot, Cairos neck. It was so soft and warm. You could feel her pulse when your lips touched it. With pure love you kissed her neck slow, your tongue meeting her skin. Love. So that was the word that came now into your mind? You sighed into too her neck in pleasure. Giving her hot open mouthed kisses, biting her slight when it was getting to much for yourself.
A moan escaped Cairo and her heart began beating as even harder now as you took care of her like this. She felt so warm all of the sudden, and even though she was only in her bra, she didn't felt cold at all anymore. She could enjoy you touching her like this without having to worry about anything else. You were everything she could want, everything she could dream of and more right now. She wanted you so badly that she could feel her chest trembling under your touch. "Y/n... I'm yours. I want to be yours completely." Cairo whispered with a hoarse voice while kissing you deeply back.
You then kissed her gently and whispered into her ear “you’ll be my first too” before kissing her chest and moving down to her breasts.
Cairo's eyes widened once she heard y/n words. "R-really y/n?" Cairo asked while her eyes grew wider now. If you were actually being serious right now, that made everything the two of them were gonna do now even more real and even more exciting. But Cairo also felt so incredibly safe right now. You had taken care of her, and now you were gonna be her first. Cairo knew exactly what was gonna happen now, but couldn't contain her excitement that y/n was actually gonna be her first. And she will be yours. “Thank you…” Cairo whispered almost not audible.
“No… I need to thank you” you whispered and bit slight into her breast that was covered in the thin black laced bra she was wearing. A slight moan escaped her,
“Thank you… for making me feel alive again”. You whispered husky
And then Cairo began to remembered about the awful car crash you barely survived. About your dead mother and about the scars on your back. Cairo's heart was beating hard once you mentioned that she had made you feel alive again. "I've never felt this way before y/n. You are my everything right now." Cairo whispered while letting you feel her love for you and making you feel like they were the only two people in this world right now. She wanted you to feel so safe right now, she wanted you to know how important being safe and loved was to her right now. "Let's do this y/n... make me yours." Cairo whispered with a soft smile, not wanting this moment to end anytime soon at all.
You looked up at her and stopped kissing her covered breast. Your eyes met hers. You looked at her and felt like melting right in her arms. You felt so good… so safe… so comfortable. Cairo moved slightly before looking at you with her head tilted. One hand rested on your back while the other moved with her fingers through your hair. Moving it to the side so she could appreciate your face. She was holding your hair between her fingers and caressed the scalp of your head. Your eyes wandered to the hand she had on your back. Where she was caressing one of your scars along your left shoulder blade. You began to have goosebumps. Feeling so relaxed and somehow loved?
You slowly looked back to Cairo, she had a tiny smile. Almost invisible but you saw it in the way the corners of her mouth moved up.
You immediately moved back up and kissed her hard. Making her gasp for air. Cairo felt her whole body shaking right now, unable to contain herself anymore as your hand moved slowly down her stomach, coming closer to her lower part of the body.
You breathed heavy against her lips while she moved her arms around your back. Holding you close. Your fingers slid slowly between her folds. You slightly bit your own lip, feeling how soaked she was already. Making your self feel turned on as well. “please..." Cairo whispered now, her eyes growing even wider now as you began to move your fingers in circles around her throbbing clit. A moan escaped Cairo and you decided to not play around for long. You went for it. Your fingertip teasing her wet cunt. Making you breath harder and burry your face in Cairos neck. "Y/n... I'm... I'm... gonna explode." Cairo said, her breath becoming more and more rapid. You smiled into the crook of her neck and kissed her before biting slight into her skin while moving your finger slowly inside her. You felt her nails in your back and breathed even heavier “so tight…” you whispered. You couldn’t help it.
It was turning you on in so many ways and the fact you were doing this with Cairo Sweet. The moment those words left your lips you could feel Cairos walls around your finger getting even tighter if this was even possible. You went deeper and deeper penetrating her with the full size of your finger. But you were craving for more. You began to move your finger slowly in and out. Feeling Cairo getting more and more aroused with every move. She started breathing heavier. Almost panting.
You kissed soft her pulse before asking
“Are you okay?” To check on her. She moaned a quiet “yes” with a slight pitched voice when you moved your finger back inside of her slowly. She was gripping your biceps tight. “Tell me if it hurts” you whispered seductive before adding another finger. She was so tight you struggled to penetrate her almost. But she was so soaked in her wetness… it made it easier than it should have. Cairo didn't even react to the feeling right now right away as she was still trying to contain how good this was feeling in general. She was so hungry for you. And now she could finally, finally have you and make herself feel pleasure like never before. After a few moments though her body reacted and Cairo started breathing loud. Her grip tightened around your bicep.
“Did it hurt?” You asked softly and stopped moving deeper. "Yes... but a good feeling of pain." Cairo explained now as she looked at you with a lot of affection in her eyes. "I feel so good right now y/n. You're so amazing." Cairo whispered now with so much passion in her voice. You couldn’t help but smiled and kissed her cheek before keep going deeper very slow, so Cairo could get used to it while your fingers stretched her out. Cairo's body felt so good right now during this whole process as she couldn't contain herself anymore. Every move you made on her felt incredible. She's never felt this way before and wanted to keep this feeling forever. Your lips on her neck made her feel so safe at the same time and she's glad you were her first, taking advantage of her virginity. Everything you were doing right now, everything you did to Cairo, felt so perfect.
The moment your fingers were fully inside her, a moan escaped her. You weren’t moving anymore. You gave her time to get used to it. Cairo was breathing heavy. Her back slightly arched when her walls tightened around your fingers the minute you moved them slight. She gave you a quiet nod, signaling you that she was ready.
Your breath started getting heavier and heavier while Cairo's eyes slowly closed. Every move you made now seemed to affect Cairo so deeply that she couldn’t take it anymore. "Y/n... I... I-" she couldn’t end her sentence. Moaning loud when you held her hip tight with your free hand and then began to move in a slow pace while moving fully inside her till your knuckles touched her cunt.
Cairo's eyes were closed and she let herself be controlled by your moves right now. This was so good right now, being in control now of her body and her own thoughts while you did most of the action. She wanted you to take care of her right now, and you were doing a really good job at doing exactly that right now.
Your tongue moved along her pulse, placing kisses on her throat and chest while you pushed your fingers faster into her cunt. Feeling her wetness dripping down your knuckles at this point.
Your breath was getting harder and harder with every move you did now while Cairo kept moaning in pleasure while this all happened. She enjoyed this moment so deeply right now and just wanted this moment to go on forever. She literally couldn't contain her reactions anymore. She sighed deeply, feeling so satisfied and happy right now. She was feeling this feeling so deeply in her body right now. "Y/n... you're so good y/n." Cairo whispered this time.
You began to be more passionately. Your lips moving along every spot you could find. Kissing her. Tasting her skin. You were moving your fingers so fast that you felt yourself getting wet at the sensation how Cairos walls clenched around you. Getting tighter you assumed she would be getting close. Cairo's eyes were growing bigger now as her breath grew heavier and her face's temperature became even hotter. "Ohh... y/n." Cairo whispered now while her voice was growing softer over time right now. She could feel her body reaching its peak right now and you began to go even faster. "Y/n, you're gonna make me-..." Cairo whispered but couldn’t end her sentence she her voice broke off. But you knew exactly what she was talking about and it made you go a bit rougher now. “That’s what I want my dear” you whispered husky into her ear.
Your pace grew even faster and so turned your touch rougher, Cairo began to hold on very tight to the bed now. "Y/n..." Cairo whispered, not being able to say anything else right now anymore. "I... I'm...." Cairo stopped talking for a moment. The moment she managed to get enough air she said "I... I'm close y/n..." Cairo whispered once again, feeling her peak so close right now as her words are growing quieter and quieter now.
Cairo grew silent and couldn't say anything anymore. She could feel her mind going blank right now as she felt her orgasm coming over her now. She felt all of the sensations inside of her grow so intense and beautiful, she felt like she was gonna explode right now. She couldn't get a word out right now... but she didn't need to anymore. Cairo felt her whole body shaking and trembling right now. She arched her back. Only your name on her mind. She moaned, calling out your name “y/n…” she groaned and felt her chest rising up and down like crazy.
You felt how she tightened around your fingers. Her cum dripping down your knuckles, covered your hand in it.
You slowed your pace, breathing heavy against her neck while riding out her orgasm before you pulled out your fingers slowly.
As soon as you did that, you rested your forehead on Cairos. Both of you breathing in heavy the air of each other. Cairo moved her hands around your back. Feeling the scars under her hands, caressing them gently while kissing you softly on the lips.
Your breathing began to steady “Your mine now” you whispered, your lips brushing hers. Cairo couldn't help but smile a bit now while thinking about the fact that y/n finally said to her that she was only hers now. She loved every single part of this moment right now. "I'm yours now. I'll never let go of you now y/n." Cairo whispered while her body was calming down from her orgasm now, feeling the best she ever felt before. Cairo and you made out until both finally felt the need to take a rest in each other’s arms. Cairo herself felt so good with you next to her, with her fingers tangled in your hair, with the feeling of your body next to her. She felt safe in this moment with you by her side. She nuggled up into your body, placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder and couldn't help but close her eyes in this moment, as her body was also feeling tired from everything that you both had just done.
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Luck Runs Out |Part 11|
Pairing: Mabel x Reader
Summary: When your luck runs out you unknowingly drag Mabel back into the life, she's so desperate to escape.
Warnings: Drugs, Blood, Guns, Fighting, Killing, Death, Murder (I think that's it?)
Word Count: 6.1k
Main Masterlist | Series Masterlist
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Epilogue
You had your hands shoved in your pockets as you made your way to the dock. Mabel didn’t live far from the docks, well not far by car, on foot though, it was a decent walk. A part of you wished Mabel could have given you a ride, it wound have been quicker and you would have gotten to spend more time with her. Having Mabel drive you though wasn’t worth the risk, you didn’t know how much they knew about her but the less they knew the better, if they saw you getting out of her car they could drag her onto the boat with you, intending to use her as leverage.
You jumped when tires screeched next to you. You whipped around ready to fight when you saw the black SUV with its dark tinted windows. You didn’t have time to do anything else before the passenger door opened and a large man jumped out and quickly threw you into the back seat. You pressed yourself against the nice leather seat, your eyes darting around the car.
The guy who had tossed you into the vehicle was the same one who had nabbed Charlie, the one driving was another man you recognized working for your boss, and then in the seat next to yours was your boss. The boss had this chin resting on his fist, looking out the window, looking as if he was contemplating life. He didn’t even so much as turn towards you, you didn’t dare speak, they needed you to get the drugs but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t do something to you before you even got to the boat.
“I needed to make sure you’d actually show up,” your boss said, still not looking at you. “Hope you enjoyed your goodbye.” He turned, looking you dead in the eyes, you saw no remorse staring back at you, you knew your goodbye was really your last goodbye.
You sat silently in the car, only moving when the car hit a pothole. When the car finally pulled up to the docks it was still dark, the sun had just barely begun to peek its head above the horizon. At least you’d get to see a nice sunrise before you died, you silently thanked Apollo or whoever was pulling the chariot that day.
The driver got out, opening the door for the boss to effortlessly slide out. The guy in the passenger seat got out at the same time, opening your door before dragging you out of the car, making sure to flash you his gun, letting you know what would happen if you tried to run. You wanted to roll your eyes, if you wanted to run you never would have been making your way to the docks. You watched as the driver opened the trunk and the boss grabbed a large black duffel bag out of the back, cash, a lot of cash. You furrowed your brow; you didn’t know what the boss needed so much money for. The duffle you gave the doctor to cover Mabel’s debt had tens of thousands of dollars in it but even it wasn’t stuffed as full as the one your boss was carrying around.
The guy guarding you aggressively pushed you to follow the boss and driver. Your boss led the way, the driver behind him, you behind the driver, then the lackey guarding you behind you. Despite the boss clearly not being afraid of you, his men were doing everything they could to keep you away from him while his back was turned. You followed along silently, occasionally feeling a hard shove to your shoulder as you all made your way down the ramp to the boats. You looked at the boats as you passed, wondering which one you’d be getting on. They blew up your crew's boat when they killed them, you weren’t sure how quickly they came up with another boat.
The boss came to a stop, raising his arms with a wide smile on his face. “She’s beautiful!” He yelled.
You looked around him, seeing a large fishing vessel. It was definitely much bigger than your crew's boat but wasn’t as nice, they didn’t have all the shiny new toys yours did, not that it helped much with the heavy load of drugs, your boat still nearly tipped. A man on the deck grumbled something you couldn’t hear before waving all of you up, you assumed he was the captain.
“We should have gone into business together a long time ago my friend,” your boss said, smiling widely at the captain.
“Where’s the money?” Is the only thing the captain asked.
Your bosses laughed; he flung the duffle bag down at the man’s feet. The captain huffed as he kneeled down, unzipping the bag. Your eyes widened at the amount of money, looked to be hundreds of stacks of twenties. Twenties were a small enough bill to not get flagged like hundreds or fifties but a big enough bill that they didn’t take up as much space like ones, fives, or tens.
“There you are my friend,” your boss said. “One million dollars.” The captain smirked before reaching down to grab the duffel bag. Your boss was quick to click his tongue, the driver, stepping up behind the boss and putting his hand on the gun that rested in his waistband. “Not until we’re at the coordinates.”
The captain huffed glaring at the boss who remained unflinching. When the captain finally glanced at the driver he backed down, not before his eyes went to the gun, the driver had no problem pulling if needed.
“Are we ready?” The captain asked.
“Just waiting on a few more,” your boss said, smiling. He zipped up the duffel bag before hoisting it up and tossing it at the driver who slung it over his shoulder.
Not even a moment later you could see two more SUVs pull up, five men piling out of each of them. Even from the boat you could see all the men were strapped with some sort of gun from a handgun to automatic rifles. You clenched your hands into fist, hoping that would hide the shaking.
“Now we’re ready,” your boss said, smiling at the captain.
The captain looked around nervously at all the armed men who had now boarded his boat. He nodded, fidgeting with the baseball cap on his head before turning and going to the wheel. One of the armed men followed him, probably to make sure he didn’t try to backstab anyone and radio the coast guard or something when you got far enough out to sea.
You remained on the deck with your boss and the rest of the armed men. You caught site of your boss staring at you out of the corner of your eye, but you refused to look at him. You kept your eyes locked on the floor, only shifting when the boat went over a larger wave. You were used to the sea, the way a boat swayed, and the waves crashed around it, you gave a ghost of a smile as you caught a few of the men stumbling and struggling to stay up right.
You glanced around the boat, it seemed to be a standard fishing boat. There were a couple barrels, crates, and nets, all things you were used to using when bringing in a catch. There were some ropes in one corner of the boat, along with extra cannisters of gas. The boat had definitely seen years of love, it was quite large, you wondered how big of a crew the captain usually had working on it.
You finally looked up when you felt the boat start to slow down. You looked around seeing nothing but ocean on all sides. “This is it!” the captain called down, dropping the anchor.
“It better be,” the boss mumbled, flicking a glance at you. You held his gaze until he turned around to give his men orders.
You walked to the edge of the boat, aware of your guards' eyes on you, just waiting for you to make a wrong move. You glanced over the side and stared down into the dark depths of the ocean, from the top it seemed like an endless abyss that would suck you in and never let you go. There were no landmarks, it was the middle of the ocean after all but assuming the captain followed your coordinates correctly then you were in the spot you nearly died. About a week ago you were standing on a different boat, with a different crew, under different circumstances, in the exact same spot. You survived death once; you didn’t think you’d be so lucky a second time.
“Suit up,” your boss ordered. Your head snapped to him, looking on as a few of the men he brought with him stripped down and began putting on wet suits.
You stood quietly by as a handful of men went into the ocean, all of them in scuba gear, and one of them holding straps to latch onto the pallet of drugs that they’ll be able to connect to the hook that will raise the drugs. You waited up top as the men swam down to the dark depths, until they’d eventually touch the ocean floor. You waited, unable to stop yourself from eyeing the radio in the boss’s hand.
As the last man flipped back into the water the captain came down to the deck. “Alright, can I have my money now?” He said impatiently. It wasn’t like he could go anywhere but the man was working with drug dealers so it wasn’t like you could blame him.
Your boss rolled his eyes before turning to face the captain. “Of course,” he said with a smile. He nodded at his bodyguard who tossed the bag of money at the captain’s feet.
The captain instinctively bent down to reach for the money again before freezing and looking up at your boss who gave him an annoyed nod. The captain smiled as he bent down the rest of the way, opening the bag even wider to get a better view of all the money. He pulled out a stack of cash, flipping through it as the smile on his face only got bigger. He dropped the stack back into the bag before zipping it back up.
“The wonders this money will do for me,” the captain mumbled more to himself than anyone. The captain went to the side of the boat, resting his hands on the edge as he stared out across the sea. The sun was just beginning to rise, and you had to admit it truly was a beautiful sight.
You caught the movement out of the corner of your eye before you could register what was happening. Your boss quietly moved so he was standing right behind the captain, he pulled out the gun strapped to his waist, pointed it at the back of the captain’s head and pulled the trigger. You jumped back at the blast, your eyes wide open as the bodyguard helped the captain’s body the rest of the way into the ocean, tossing him over the side as if he were just more trash.
“Pleasure doing business with you,” your boss said, shrugging as he walked over to his bag of money. “Put this somewhere safe,” he gestured at the bag, nodding at his bodyguard.
When he turned to face you, you could see little flecks of blood from the splatter on his cheek. It felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest as he made his way over to you. Your entire body went rigid when he swung an arm around your neck, the barrel of his gun tapping your chest whenever he moved.
“You know how to work that, right?” your boss whispered in your ear, pointing his gun in the direction of the machine that lifts the net with the catch. He phrased it like a question, but you knew it wasn’t. You could only nod your head. “Good,” he tapped his gun against your chest again before abruptly releasing you.
You let out a shaky breath, watching as he walked over to his bodyguard. The bag of money was sitting off to the side, never too far out of reach of one of the boss’s men. Four men went down to retrieve the drugs, leaving the remaining six up on the deck. While the bodyguard never left the boss’s side the other six men walked around the deck or through the cabins of the boat, all their eyes watching for anything amiss.
You weren’t sure how long you waited on the deck, you didn’t move from your spot, your gaze remained on the ocean, watching as the waves lightly crashed against the boat, making it sway back and forth. The water was still bloody from when the captain went into the ocean, but there was no sign of the body. The only reason you were aware of time passing was because it was officially light out. The sun wasn’t high in the sky, it was still pretty early in the morning, what was probably normal hours for the average person waking up and going to work. The ocean truly looked beautiful any time of day, reflecting the moonlight or the sun glistening off the top of it, forever unable to reach down to the dark depths of the bottom.
You jumped when you heard the radio in your boss’s hand crackle. “Go again?” your boss said, clicking the button as he raised the radio to his mouth.
The radio crackled again. “We…” one of the diver’s voices came, through all the static. “Found… it…”
The boss glanced at you, clicking his tongue as he nodded to himself. “Load it up.” He continued to hold the radio close to his mouth, so he was ready when they gave him word that the load was secure. “Guess you weren’t lying,” he directed at you.
“Load… is… strapped… down…” crackled through the radio.
“Come on up.” He strapped the radio to his belt and nodded at you to go to the machine.
You quickly did as asked, your eyes widened as you stared down at the control panel. Lifting the load was never your job, you had done it a few times, but you definitely weren’t the best person for it. Luck seemed to be on your side for a bit longer because the control panel was relatively simple to work, it had the lever to lift the haul, the lever to direct the crane, and the button to drop the hook.
You waited at the control panel until you saw the four divers’ surface, then you carefully maneuvered the crane over the water and dropped the hook into the ocean. One of the divers swam to the hook to grab it and swim it back down to drugs so he could secure it in place while the other divers climbed back aboard the boat. You watched as the cord connected to the hook continued to move the deeper the diver brought it, a part of you wished it was too deep for the hook to reach.
“Load… is… locked… and…” a voice crackled through the radio at your boss’s side. “Secure…”
The boss looked at you, giving you a nod. Your hand didn’t stop shaking until it was resting on the cool handle of the lever. You slowly began pulling the lever down, the machine whirred as the cord tightened and began to retract. You kept your eyes on the surface until finally the tip of the pallet broke through the waves. A loud noise made you flinch; you glanced to the side to see Your boss had barked out a laugh, he was smiling wide as the pallet got further out of the water. Within minutes the pallet was fully raised and hanging off the hook in the middle of the air was millions of dollars’ worth of drugs.
“Good, good,” the boss said, coming up and slapping you on the back, hitting your injured shoulder. “Now, keep it steady,” he whispered in your ear. “We have business to attend to.” You could feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of your face, but you refused to look at him as you hit the button, making sure the pallet would stay in the air.
Your boss kept his arm around your neck as he directed you away from the control panel. He walked you to the edge of the boat before finally releasing you. You stared out across the ocean, out of the all the things you could see before your life ended, you had to admit there was nothing like the sea, it felt fitting.
“Walk forward,” your boss ordered. You hesitantly lifted your foot and began inching your way to the side of the boat. With each step you knew you got closer to your death. “Stop.” You instantly came to a stop.
You couldn’t help the tears that filled your eyes as you stared off across the water. Soon you’d be one with the sea, your body lost forever to the dark abyss, your soul forever bound to the ocean floor. You reached up, your finger brushing over the trident necklace that still rested under your shirt. Maybe you had redeemed yourself enough for Poseidon to have mercy on you, you wouldn’t make it to Elysium but maybe he would consider reincarnating you as a tiger shark. You closed your eyes when you heard the click of the revolver pointed at the back of your head.
A loud nose broke through the wind, making you jump, your eyes snapped open. Your eyes darted around seeing the boat and the ocean, you hadn’t died yet, then the noise happened again. The noise hadn’t been the firing of the gun, it was a horn from a boat. You looked around, seeing a boat coming up on you in the distance. You couldn’t help but smile when you saw Finestkind across the front of it.
You spun around, knocking your boss’s arm out of the way causing him to fire the shot meant for your brain into the side of the boat. Before he could recover and aim the gun at you again, you flung yourself over the side of the boat and into the water. You held your breath, opting to stay underwater. You didn’t know what was happening above, but you saw dark outlines of a handful of people looking over the side of the boat. You quickly pushed back, swimming under the boat as bullets rained down where you had just been. You peeked your head out from under the boat seeing the shadows of the men looking over the boat, trying to catch a glimpse of you or your body. You went further under the boat when you saw the shadow of the Finestkind getting closer.
You popped out on the other side of the boat, making sure to stay near to keep yourself hidden. You could hear the boss shouting orders, his men screaming, and more gun fire. You couldn’t see them, but you heard another boat engine and felt the waves as it most likely passed by, you could only assume it was the Finestkind. Suddenly something grabbed your ankle, you had just enough time to take a big breath of air before it was yanking you down to the dark depths of the ocean. You could only watch as the light above slowly began to face. You tried kicking at whatever attacked you, all you knew was that it didn’t feel like teeth. When you whipped around you saw the light from a diving mask illuminating a diver’s face, the diver who had gone back down to secure the drugs.
He grabbed you by the waist, yanking you deeper as you struggled against him. You hit and punched at his chest before finally getting your hands around his mask and ripping it to the side. While he struggled to readjust his mask, you reached for the knife strapped to the side of his leg, then kicked him in the chest, sending him floating further away. You began swimming to the surface again, just as you were about to break through you were yanked back down again.
This time you quickly spun around, not hesitating as you swung the knife around, stabbing him in the neck. You ripped the knife out, your eyes widening as he brough a hand to his neck, but his blood still seeped out between his fingers, tainting the surrounding water. He reached out for you with his other hand which you easily dodged. You used one hand to push him away, watching as he slowly sunk down into the darkness, the light from his mask slowly disappearing.
When your head burst through the water you couldn’t help but take several deep breaths. You spun around, trying to regain focus, the shooting being what brought you back. You swam to the boat, then swam around to where you could pull yourself up onto it. You stayed crouched down, seeing your boss and his men shooting at something, when you peeked your head a little higher you could see the Finestkind circling around, dodging most of the bullets, you couldn’t see who was driving the boat or anyone else thankfully.
When one of the men got close to your position you popped up, slicing his throat before he had the chance to see you. You liberated him of his gun before he fell into the ocean. His body must have made a loud splash because one of the other guys turned around before you had a chance to duck and hide again. Your eyes widened at seeing his gun facing you, you lifted the one you had just taken and fire, nearly losing control of the automatic weapon but managing to hit the guy.
You ducked down again when two more men turned to face you, instantly firing. You covered your head as bullets flew above your head, piercing the wood you were hiding behind. You heard firing from two more weapons, different weapons than the boss and his men were using. There was a thud and another thud and the bullets sailing past your head suddenly stopped. You peaked around the corner only to see the two men that had been firing at you lying dead on the deck.
You slid to the other side to peek around the other corner, seeing your boss and his men hunkered down. Lifting your head a little higher you caught sight of Charlie and Costa crouched down and running across their boat. Before you ducked back in cover you saw one of the men raising his gun, aiming it at Charlie’s head that was just barely poking out. You raised your gun and fired, filling the man’s back with bullet holes. The guy he was next to reacted, sitting up taller as he aimed his gun at your position but was instantly met with a bullet to the head by Costa.
There was nothing for a moment, just the sound of the waves rocking the boats back and forth until you heard someone grunt. You peeked around your corner again to see the Finestkind had drifted closer and two of your boss’s men were able to jump aboard and were now fighting Charlie and Costa. You swung the strap of your gun around your shoulder before running and tackling a third guy before he could jump aboard the Finestkind.
You got a few punches in before the guy shoved you off himself. The two of you stood face to face circling each other, waiting for the other to make a move. The man got impatient and charged you, but you dodged out of the way, using your knife to slice him across the ribs as he passed you.
He did the same thing, running at you full force, his arms wide to tackle you. You ducked under his arms, grabbing one of his arms, twisting it behind his back with one hand while the other brought the knife to his throat. You held him pressed against you as you pressed the knife further into his skin, surely drawing blood. You turned around, keeping his body in front of you. You kept your head hidden behind his as you stared straight into the eyes of the guy who had kidnapped Charlie and forced you into the SUV.
The guy smirked before raising his gun and fired bullet after bullet into his own man. You kept the guy’s body upright as you pressed forward using him as a human shield. When you were close enough you pushed his body at the man who had been guarding you. While he was distracted you grabbed his hand, hitting it against the latter, trying to get him to drop his gun.
Distracted in trying to get him to drop his gun you didn’t realize he had pushed the others guy’s body out of the way, giving him full access to grab you by the back of the hair and slam your head into the railing of the ladder. You collapsed to the ground, reaching up for the ladder to try and regain your footing. When you looked up, through your spotted vision you saw the guard pointing his gun at your head.
Behind him you saw Tommy coming out, shooting one of the men that had been attacking Charlie. You couldn’t help but smile despite your predicament, the blood from your nose dripping down into your mouth.
“What the fuck are you smiling at?” the guard asked.
You could only chuckle as you saw Charlie flailing through the air as he landed on the guard. You scooted out of the way, only able to watch as Charlie and the guard struggled on the ground, taking turns punching each other. Charlie put both hands on the gun, trying to twist it out of his hands. There was a loud bang, your eyes widening as both men froze.
You released a breath when Charlie sat up, his shoulders relaxing. You couldn’t help but scoff at the guy who forced you into the SUV, the guy who was an enforcer for your boss, was now just a guy with a bullet in his chest. Charlie pulled himself to his feet and held out a hand to you, helping you to your feet as well. You both turned when you heard another bang, seeing Costa aiming his gun and the other man who had jumped aboard the Finestkind fall back into the ocean.
“Well, well, well,” you whipped around when you heard your boss’s voice. “Look what we have here.” Your boss was smirking but nodded his head to the side. You looked to see what he was nodding at, you and Charlie both froze at the sight of the bodyguard over on the Finestkind, a gun pressed into Mabel’s side and the rest of the crew on their knees with their hands behind their heads. “Get over there,” your boss ordered, nodding at Charlie.
“When you get the chance,” you whispered, barely moving your mouth so only Charlie would hear. “Run.” Charlie scrunched his eyebrows when he looked at you, his eyes widened with realization when you lifted up the back of his shirt and slipped the diving knife in his waistband. You held Charlie’s gaze for a second; you needed him to run as soon as he got the chance.
Your eyes went back to Mabel, seeing her forced to her knees next to Tommy. Thankfully she didn’t look hurt, you weren’t sure if you could keep your composure if they tried to hurt her. You couldn’t help but be grateful for her, she came with them, she came to rescue you, you couldn’t believe she actually came. Mabel had been free, free of this life, free of you, she was free of all the trouble and yet she still came to help you.
“Now!” your boss yelled again, waving his gun impatiently.
Charlie glared at your boss as he hopped back over to the Finestkind. The bodyguard made sure to have his gun on Charlie the entire time. When Charlie got close enough the bodyguard slammed the butt of the gun into Charlie’s ribs, making him double over as he got to his knees. “Hands up!” The bodyguard ordered, nudging Charlie in the back of the head with the barrel of his rifle. Charlie subtly glanced back at the man, giving him a glare.
“So much trouble and for what,” your boss said, walking up to you, “you?” He shook his head in disappointment. “You made this so much messier than it needed to be.” He glanced over at the Finestkind where the others were being held hostage. “You’re the girl that was with Mr. Hero here,” he gestured at Charlie. “The one my man let go?” He called out, looking at Mabel but she only acknowledged him with a glare. “I’m assuming she’s who you wanted to say goodbye to?” He looked back at you, chuckling. “Love,” he said wistfully. “It’ll only get you killed. Bring the girl here.”
Your eyes widened, you glanced at Charlie, he gave you a subtle nod, but you still held your breath as you waited to see how this would play out. As soon as the bodyguard walked up behind Mabel, shifting his gun to only one hand so he could grab Mabel by the wrist with his other, Charlie made his move. Charlie spun around, you didn’t even see him slide the knife out of his waistband, you just saw him move his arm, slashing the man’s heel.
The bodyguard screamed, instantly letting go of Mabel as he reached for his injury. Charlie knocked Mabel out of the way as he grabbed hold of the gun still in the bodyguard’s hand and pushed him back. As Charlie was fighting the bodyguard you rushed toward your boss when you saw him raising his own gun at Charlie, slamming into him, sending both of you to the ground.
You quickly pushed off him and ran to the side of the boat when you caught sight of the duffel bag. You snagged the duffel bag and put as much distance between you and the boss. You glanced at the Finestkind, seeing Charlie struggling with the bodyguard until finally he tossed the guy over the side of the boat.
“One wrong move and say goodbye to your money,” you said, when you saw your boss had recovered. He was wobbling on his feet, but he had made to raise his gun at the others again.
You kept the automatic weapon close to your side to help give you more support while you used your other hand to hold the duffle bag out over the side of the boat. You saw your boss’s finger twitch, but he didn’t raise his gun at you or the others. His eyes kept going from the bag to you, you could see him debating in his mind if you’d really follow through and toss his money into the ocean.
“Easy, easy,” your boss said. He smiled, trying to appear calm, acting as if he was still in control, but there was an edge to his voice. You held all the power now; you just couldn’t take your eyes off your boss.
“They’re going to leave now,” you said, surprising yourself with how calm you sounded. “Charlie!” you hoped he got the message; you couldn’t spare a glance back at them.
“What are you doing?” you heard Mabel call. “No! No!” you flexed your hand, gripping the gun just a bit tighter; Charlie was doing as you asked.
You finally released a breath when you heard the engine of the Finestkind start up. You felt the boat sway as the Finestkind began to pull away. Your eyes flicked down, looking at the ground behind your boss, there was the gas cannister, still rolling around. You didn’t have a plan when you first grabbed the bag of money, you just wanted to give Mabel and the others a chance to escape but now you knew what you had to do. Your breathing wasn’t as shaky as you imagined it would be, but you guessed that’s what happened when you looked death in the eye for the third time. You blocked out Mabel screaming your name and yelling at the others to turn the boat around.
You twisted your body, using your one hand on the gun to pull the trigger, shooting up the panel that controlled the crane that was holding the drugs. “No!” your boss screamed, running towards the panel as it sparked and whined before dropping the drugs back into the ocean, nearly tipping the boat in the process.
Your boss whipped around, his eyes looking like a rabid animal as he ran at you. You used the duffel bag to hit him in the chest, knocking him back to the floor. With him on the ground you tossed the duffel bag into the ocean. You stepped up onto one of the crates, placing one foot up onto the edge of the boat. You spared your boss one last glance, watching as he held a hand to his chest as he tried to catch his breath and find his balance again. You took a deep breath then raised your gun one last time and fired.
You jumped off the boat the second your finger pulled the trigger. You didn’t need to see the bullet hit the gas cannister. You hit the water and the force of the explosion pushed you deeper. You ignored the sting of saltwater, your eyes wide opened as you watched the sky light up, bits and pieces of the boat sinking down to the bottom of the ocean. You waited a few moments, hoping all the debris was done falling before swimming to the surface.
You took a deep breath when you finally broke through the waves. There was nothing left of the boat and certainly nothing left of your boss. You began to swim through the wreckage, avoiding burning pieces of wood floating in the water. Your arm brushed against something and when you looked to see what it was you couldn’t help but chuckle, seeing the duffle bag, maybe you still had a bit of luck left after all. You flung one arm over the duffle bag, using it to help keep yourself afloat.
“Y/N!” you heard Mabel shout. You whipped your head around, trying to figure out where her voice was coming from. “Y/N!” you broke out into a smile when you saw the Finestkind coming through the smoke, you never thought you’d be so happy to see that damn boat.
“Holy shit you’re alive,” Charlie said when the boat got close enough. You breathed out a laugh, which seemed to be becoming Charlie’s saying when it came to you.
You tossed the duffel bag onto the stern before taking Charlie’s hand, allowing him to pull your aboard. You collapsed onto the deck, breathing heavy as you looked up at the clear blue sky. “Thanks,” you breathed out.
Mabel collapsed to her knees next to you, resting her hand on your cheek as she turned your face to look at her. “Hey,” you said still breathless. “Thanks for saving me.”
“You’re an idiot,” she said, clearly holding back a sob. You nodded, unable to argue with her, you did do a lot of dumb things. “I hate you.”
“I know.”
She lifted your head off the deck, pulling you into a kiss. You leaned up, instantly kissing her back. Mabel’s tears streamed down her face, mixing with the saltwater you were soaked in, despite the salty taste it was the best kiss you ever had. Mabel pulled away, keeping her forehead resting against yours. “You paid my debt,” she whispered.
Now you were breathing heavily for another reason, your eyes never left her lips. “I owed you,” you admitted. Paying her debt that she only had because she was trying to save your life was the least you could do.
“I really hate you,” she sniffled. You couldn’t help but chuckle before she pulled you in for another kiss. She could hate you all she wanted if it meant spending the rest of your life like this.
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